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THE DAILY fiUILETIN.
BT THE AUTHOR OF 'PIKIWPB," E1C.
iContlnoed Prom Last Suodsys DH)'-
Aboat boot pant, with gay, merry
party on board, tinging ; and the sound of
their voice comet aweetly over the water.
Humphrey and I ar very quiet. The
Iwiiijrhli etlliiig down dim and gray and
the giory baa died out in the west. The
limits on shore glitter and twinkle, and
the stars are peeping out in the etenml
bint above. There In great rest over land
and ea, and I wonder if thin feeling of un
rest will ever die out in my heart and give
place to the great contentment that reign
The boat just then grates upon the shin
gle and my husband lift me out.
I am afraid you are tired," I all he
lays, in his usual tone, a if half an hour
ago, we had not laid our heart bare to
each other and showed the pain and long
til am not tired," I answer gravely, and
let him draw my hand through his arm,
and hold it thore in the hollow of bis broad
"Are we to go mackerel-fishing to-morrow!"
I put the question with an affectation
of cliecrful interest in the morrow, and
Humphrey ii deceived by the carelessness
of my tone.
f course, if you care about it," lie
answers cheerfully, and stops to give til.
ml Ions to the fifbermao about line and
Then we proceed lowly homeward ; and
I lauh and talk far more than Humphrey,
and apeak of the prospect of the morrow's
fishing with seemingly much enjoyment in
the anticipation thereof.
The world la very sweet with the fresh
ness of tho new-born day. The tide is full
up, and the shimmering golden ripple
murmur soft and low. The mountain tops
and half of the mountains' rugged side
are robed in fleecy mist, which fall and
rises in the bright morning sun, changing
r, every second a the sunbeam pierce the
gauzy substance through, and ea, sky and
land mingle In a strangely beautiful unreal
ity of form and ubstance. The tea is like
a golden lake. There is fair promise of a
glorious ummer day by-and-by, when the
- mists roll away, and the lun thine out in
There are very few parson up to enjoy
the glorious freshness of the early morn
ing; and Humphrey and I feel that we
have crept upon the world unawares, a
we pass the tdiuttered window of our
neighbors, and wonder bow any one can lie
in bed thi lovely rooming. We scarcely
meet a soul in our short walk to the beach,
only a coastguard, a few heroic individ
ual returning from bathing, and a fish
wife or two with her basket of fresh shin
I am attired in a serge dress made sailor
fashion and a sailor-hat; and am longing
for Bee or Lena to see me now.
Humphrey look down at me from time
to time with a pleased look in bis eyes for
T am not discontented thi morning. One
would be sad Indeed If the fresh beauty of
tho newly-awakened earth did not bring
some fueling of enjoyment.
Our boat is in readiness. It is the same
cockle-shell of the night before, and Hum
phrey and I go gliding away in the golden
flood, watching the misty vapor rolling off
tho itayunUin-aide but w have come to
catchmackerel fr breakfast, not to gazt
on Nature' shifting and changing bcair,
Humphrey arrange the lines, and I am
soon getting with one in each band, feel
ing terribly bloodthlrtty a w move slow,
ly on and Humphrey tell me what to do.
"How shall I know when I have caught
anything?" I ask my hand hanging ove
the sides, holding the line loosely.
"You will feel your line Jerk," lima,
phrey answer. Keep your band moving
For ten minute we proceed without
any result. I am keeping my band mov
ing slowly backward and forward with
"Humphrey, it feel very heavy."
He hauls up the line, yard after yard;
but it 1m a false alarm, and I settle down
ls this yourilrtt experience in fishing?"
It is an unfortunate question, and my
face clouds before I answer.
"1 have often fished at home."
"For trout?" he ask.
Humphrey speaks a cheerfully a if
those dear old day were not over for ever.
"Yes," I answer and look away to the
blue dlmant horizon, my hand remaining
quiet and still, my thought far, far away.
There is a thrill a jerk a rapid succcs
sion of Jerks ; and I hold on tightly.
"Oil, Humphrey, I am sure it is some
thing this timel"
Again he hauls up yard after yard, and
this lime bring to light a leaping quiver
ing mackerel, Hashing green, golden, and
purple in the sunlight.
'Poor lih I" I exclaim.
When I see It dying, I wish 1 had not
caught it; hut Humphrey lu'tirh and
tosses tho hook far out into the water
After that we are very successful; and
when, an hour later, we go on shore again,
Humphrey bear borne in triumph tisli
enough, I my, to last a week.
The keeu air has made us hungry, and
our spoil I cooked to perfection. If Boo
and Jack were here, I think I could be
happy, even with Humphrey sitting oppo
site me, looking over hi newspaper every
"What would you like to do to-day, darl
ing?" hpsays, breakfast over, I Htund
looking out of the window, watching for
"I don't care, anything you like, is my
indifferent answer. It must be nearly
time for the post."
"Yes, the postman ought to be here
now," Humphrey replies looking at his
walc,h. "Madgle, suppose w tuke lunch.
m and drive to that glen? And I might
nwkc a couple of sketches."
.!f,?reU.,",l.toM,t' "design my
n ,. t 'V" "umP'"y for i dozen
mile, to sir. and talk u him while he
.ketche. and drive b. h l", U,e
Thi I one peculiar feature In m, uu.
band' character his taU i,.ra Wm, .
may call extremely frugal. ne ,M t
thousand a year a fortune left to htm nn
cxpccU'dly and be doc nut seem to have
the most remote Idea how to spend it. He
chose thi quiet spot by the ea for our
' honeymoon, and we live here a quietly and
cheaply a possible. Wealth Is quite new
and strange to me too. Accustomed all
my life to poverty, to plavb and nave in
every possible way, It seem an extraor
dinary thing that I have but to dull re, f
"I see the postman!" I cry delightedly,
my head out of the open window watching
that Individual turning slowly Into view,
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and stopping with the most provoking reg
ularlty at every house. s
1 wish tho people did not get so many
letters," I y petulantly. "Stupid man I
Cun't he hurry?"
I do believe it is tho dully pile of letter
from home that keep me alive; even to
read about home i something. Humphrey
laught at my impatience.
"You had letter yesterday Madgle."
"Yet, but I expect them every day."
There is only one more house now only
one and then he stands under our win
dows, looking over hi letters, and after a
few moments, walk past slowly and de
liberately. With a great throb of disappointment i
step back Into the room.
There I no letter Tor me."
You will get one to-morrow, dear,"
Humphrey ay toothlugly.
But I will not be comforted and he wise
1 ayt no more.
"They might have written."
To me the glory baa gone out of the iky,
and the tun i a thing of beauty no longer,
bedding only a blinding glare on the
whitewashed wall and blue sea beyond.
Saddened, cross, and disappointed, more
home-tick than ever, I turn and look at
He Is leaning back in his chair, the news
paper before hit face. I can ee only bis
forehead, from which his fair wavy hair is
pushed back. The obnoxiou beard is out
of ight, but I know it is there, and I al
way hated men with beard. It l becom
ing to Humphrey' style of beauty, never
theles I will not allow for a moment that
it Is anything but hldeou. He will not
sacrifice hi precious adornment even to
please me. '
To-day I am too cross to care If hi beard
flows even to the skirts of hi coat. Tho
postman has gone past, and for twenty-four
hour I must be without one line or mes
sage from home.
"now can I kill tweaty-four hours?" I
say half to myself. How can I make the
time pas till to-morrow morning?" 1
Humphrey's newspaper rustles, ne moves
uneasily in hi chair, and upon hi broad
brow come a little frown. Then he low
ers the newspaper one inch, and as I meet
the sorrowful pained expression in his
eyes for a moment I look back, mutinous,
indignant, and then I make amends for my
'Humphrey do not look like that it is
not you I mean J but I could not be happy
with anybody away from home."
An odd smile creep into bis eye; ho
lays down hi newspaper and come over
"Madgle will you answer me one ques
tion?'" "Ye," I tay looking up at the tall fig
ure standing in the window,
"Is it only the home you were sorry to
leave?" he ask, and theimile has left
his eye now.
"What do you mean, Humphrey?" I ay,
lifting grave wondering eyes to bis.
. "You don't fret after anything else?"
He has not asked the question he means
to ask, and I wonder what Is coining.
"Fret after anything 1 Do you mean
"Mudgie, I am in earnest. You do not
care for me, I know not in the way
a wife should care for her husband; but,
before you knew me, wa there any one
"Do you nean any other man?"
At the withering scorn of the last words
he laughs, and so do I.
"No, Humphrey, there never wa. You
wero the first, and I liked you very much
until you wanted to marry me."
"Poor little soul 1 But, Madgle, do you
kuow that I began to be afraid there was
"Oh, dear, no! I wish there bad n-vcr
been anybody; and my only hope is f bat
none of the other girls will ever be Air
riud and have to leave home. Humphrey,
you have no idea bow dreadful lonely it is.
A'o man could make up for borne I"
"I don't fancy your sisters will echo
your sentiments," Humphrey says hold
ing my left hand in hi and stroking it soft
ly. "And so you are lonely, ray darling?
wish I could be father and mother,
brothers and sisters, to you. And it i I
who have caused the pain I who love you
"Never mind, Humphrey," I answer,
smiling bravely. "In time I shall be used
to it; just now I feel like a dog who has
been given away."
He laugh tadly at the simile.
"You will have a kind master," he gays.
But he it too selfish to wish to give you
I begin to think the old muu was right
who called u "poor fools."
" V hen are we to go to the glen?"
My remark brings back the sunshine to
my husband's face.
"Would you like it, my pet?" he asks
"Or Is It only to please me?"
"To please us both," I answer, laugh
ing, and stifle for the day my disappoint
ment about the letters. Of course, I shall
hear to-morrow, and it behooves u to make
the present time a cheerful a possible.
Humphrey goes out to order a carriage
from the hotel, and I occupy myself in
changing my dress. Tbe serge costume 1
too hot for the blazing mid-day sun; so I
don one of my trousseau dresses, all white
muslin, embroidery, and palo blue ribbon
a dress in the days when I was Mudgio
Alison I should never have dreamed of. A
shady hut, caught up and twisted pic
turesquely, completei my costume; and I
stand and look at myself.
What a pity it In I am good looking 1 If I
had been plain, Humphrey Curslalrs would
never have married me.
I look back very regttfully into my
blue eyes, and feel no pleasure in the pic
ture before me. Humphrey rejoices in my
beauty because he is an arliut and like
hi wife to have a pretty face. Very littlo
It beauty troubled mo in the old wild
madcap day, when I burned my check
over the heavy jam-making, and tanued
my skin in the hot sun, and took no heed
that my hand were tun-burnt.
Aud now, In my youth and beauty, I
gaze sadly at myself, who bartered a pret-
I ty face for a lonely life with riches to gild
It; and look at the tear rising in the biuo
eye that are gazing out from under the
gipsy-hat, and feel more despondent than
"What I the use of thinking?" I Bay to
myself. "It is a mistake." So I go back
to the drawing-room, and stand between
the lace curtains, looking out.
How bine the sea is, bow Intensely blue I
A large ship it lazily tailing past, all her
snowy canvas let to catch the varying sum.
mer breeze. The tmoke of a distant
steamer lingers on the horizon. Then a
tiny boat put off from the shore. I look
at all thest things, and find myself think.
Ing not of them, but wishing I Was Mudgio
AlUon, and not Mrs. CsruLlrs.
i cannot get used to my new name
ben the letter come up in the morning,
a ii r the old f"""llUr title, "MIssM.
t, v ' . Ml fMl lf yUtng addressed
W Mrs.Carsuirt does not belong to me
1 lf U V " "lrtnKe U,,n' 0,1
ny small brown flnaer nloaui a broad irr.1,1
abov;z: 4 urd -".
My weddlnu fill If ftllntl a. i.l .1
held fast lnuty othebaud, and with a
THE DAILY CAIRO BULLETIN:
sinking at my heart I look at my bare
brown hand. .. ' ;
"Tho carriage will be here at eleven,
It is my husband' voice, aud I flush
hotly, and try to slip on that mystic cir
clet again unnoticed. But bit sudden ap
pearance ha itartled me; the ring falls
from my lingers and rolls away under the
sofa. Without word, Humphrey stoop
and picks it up, and ttandt silent for a
moment, with my little golden fetter lying
on his broad pulm.
Without looking at him, I hold out 'my
hand to take it.
"No; I will put it on," be says in such
a strange sad voice that I suddenly lift my
eyes to hi face- "Madgle," he goes on,
"it's an unlucky thing for your wedding
ring to come off."
"I took It off," I answer holding out my
left hand, and feeling sorry, when I see
the puln darkening his eyes. , "Humphrey,
I did not mean anything, it was very fool
ish of me."
How silly he Is to mindl How gravely
he takes my bund and gently slips the gold
en band on my linger, and the diamond
guard above ! Then bending his head, be
kisses my hand softly, but says not a word ;
and the look on his face makes me keep al
ienee. Is he angry? I cannot determine a I
steal a glance at him, and finally make a
plunge, und desperately start a conversa
tion. "Humphrey, when are we to start?"
Vt eleven." ,
He doe not say "dear," "darling," or
even "Madgie," nor look ot me when he
speaks. How tiresome men are always
quarrelling! And perhaps he expect nie
to give way first, which i a preposterous
idea! At home, when In the natural course
of events any one of us fell out, we just
fell in again, which wa a far more conven
ient plan than apologizing.
Humphrey is standing at the other win
dow, tall, grim, aud silent. The ship with
the white tails has disappeared, the smoke
of the steamer has melted and yet we
ueither move nor spenk.
I look at my watch a tiny jeweled toy,
one of Humphrey's many presents. It is a
'quarter to eleven. And then I begin to
think that I have been unkind to him, and
that if he has any superstitious ideas about
wedding-rings I ought to respect them. I
want to like Humphrey in a friendly sort
of way, a fur more comfortable relationship
than love, and perhaps we shall understand
each other in time.
I will make some overture; to with my
muslin robe sweeping the floor, I step soft
ly to the table and collect his iketch-books
"Humphrey," I say.
; "Well, Madgle?" And he turnt round,
and our eye meet.
"You are going to sketch," I begin tlm
idly; "so I'm getting the things ready."
The cloud leave his face, and he smiles
a smile that lights up his eyes.
"Thank you, dar! he says, and com
lag over he lays both hands upon my shoul
ders, stoop and kisses me in silence, and
we made it up, after all, without an expla
nation or apology on cither side.
8o we start in harmony for the glen, and
by mutual consent keep our conversation
to the present things around us; and when,
in the glowing afternoon, we reach our
lodging again, I look up into my husband'
face and say with truth
'I have enjoyed the day."
ttain, pouring rain, I running down the
windows, and blotting out the view. But
I can think only of the post. It Is the
third day since we went to the glen, and
I have had no letter from home. I am
growing weary of the dally disappoint
"They have forgotten you," Humphrey
says playfully and then more seriously,
"Come to breakfast, Madgle; your coffee
will be cold."
"I don't care," I answer, not turning
my head from the stand at tho window,
where I am looking for the first glimpse of
Outside everything is looking wretched
ly dismal in the blinding incessant down
pour, the sea heaving sullen and gray.
Two hands are laid uponlny shoulders.
"Go to breakfast, child. I will do sen
try and watch for the postman.
Swallowing half a cup of coffee, I dart
back again, as Humphrey says quietly-r-
"licrc be comes."
In the pouring rain he make hi way,
open the gate, and comes up to the door,
Oh, the joyful sound ! There must be
a letter to-day.
"I will go and see" and Humphrey
run down stairs, and in another moment
comes up again with two letters in hi
"My darling, I am so orry; there is
none for you."
"None?" I cry looking at him in blank
disappointment. "Humphrey, I am sure
you are Joking!"
He holds out the two letters; they are
both addressed to "Humphrey Carstalrs,
"Do you think I would joke, dcur, when
you are so much In earnest?"
I turn away with quivering lip.
"Something must have happened, or
they would have written."
"Nonsense, Madgie. If anything bud
happened, of course they would have writ
ten at once. No news I good news."
But I walk away from him, and stand
looking out of the window, dreadfully un.
happy and very cross. Humphrey cannot
feel what I fuel, he cannot understand
what it Is to be away from everything one
Presently he puts on a macintosh to go
out, and comes up to lay something kind
and loving before he leaves tbe house. '
"Don't fret, little wile. You will find
it is all rl;;hl."
"If I speak I shall cry; so I let blm go
away, and allow him to tuke, without ic
turning, the kiss he seems to expect. Ho
looks up smiling as he walk past under
the windows; but no suillu comes to my
The servant has come to clear away the
breakfast; sol go into the drawlng-rouiii
and brush away the few tear that como to
I have married a man I do not care for
to relieve the huiiio of one out of the
many who must be clothed and fed, and
they do not even seem to appreciate my
sacrifice. Itee might have written. Ifsho
were to marry, 1 would write to her by
every post. Perhaps she Is III perhaps an
accident has happened I Such possibilities
are too puln lu I lor contemplation ; but I
have nothing to do, and time lie heavily
on my hunds.
In this lodging-house druwliig-room there
literally notlilnif to do; ami I feel a If
1 were away on a stupid visit, and count.
Ing tho hour before 1 should he speeding
' Presently I get up, decide that the sky
is clearing, nd determine to go for a walk,
lit a few minutes I am slowly walking by
the sea with an Ulster down to my heels,
and my inilor.hat on.
I like to feel the rain on my face, and to
e the green foam-tipped wave tumbling
In with a roar mill a rush upon the bench.
SUNDAY .MORNING, JULY
There is a swell outside, and long breaker
are speeding lu. , . ,
Slowly walking on and on, I pas tho";
rows of while houses, all more or less re.
joking lu title painted on their stucco
gate-pilliirs such a "Marine Terrace,".
"Sea View," etc. Small ruin I fulling
steadily, and the mountain are quite hid
den iu a thick white mist. I scarce
ly meet a soul, only one or two of the
Coastguard enveloped jo. oilskin, creeping
up and down. .With my hands In my pock
ets, I pursue my way by the sea, aud
wonder, with a little smile, what Hum
phrey will lay when he find that I have
gone out. , ,
A wind is getting up, and the sky show
symptom of clearing. There are a few
ragged rifts Ln the clouds, and the green
sea Is tipped with white crest. In a
few minutes a shaft of amber light break
through, and the world is smiling through
a shaft of shining rain. Wind, waves, and
sunshine combined make a glorious pic
ture as I gaze out seaward, with the wiud
blowing my hair into my eyes.
With a reckless 'disregard of health, I
presently scat myself on the shining wet
stones and watch the wave throwing up
the brown sea-weed at my lect. The wind
is freshening every moment, and a fishing
boat goes leaping past, dipping her brown
sail into the water at every plunge. Tho
mountains can be seen now, and the mist
is rolling out to sea and piling itself up in
a great white bank.
But my thoughts are with the life I have
left behind, and that goes on without me.
I can see it all. There U Helen, grave aud
quiet almost head of the house now that
mamma is failing. I'oor Helen ! Long
ago, before we grew up, she lived her life,
and dreamed her dream and awoke to find
a grave betwen her and this world' bap.
piucss forevermore. And there is Lena,
gentle tind pretty, looking out for a Prince
to come some day; and Bee dear, dull
ing Bee, warm-hearted and nilschief-lov.
ing !, She and Jack and I were ever band-in-glove
iu every mad-cap scheme. Tho
others in the school-room Dora, Isabel,
and ttcgy had nothing to do with us,
Oh, the dear, happy, untidy old home! In
the whole place there was nouc so happy
as the Curate's family.
A wave larger than the rest rushes up,
and I spring to my feet laughing, covered
with spray, and then turn to go home,
In the dim distance I descry a figure ad
vancing slowly. It Is not tall enough for
Humphrey. When I look at my watch I
see it is one o'clock time for luncheon. I
have been out two hours, and Humphrey
will think I am lost, so I quicken my pace
a little. I bad not meant to stay out so
long. The wind is blowing strongly.
Then comes a sudden gust, and my hat is
carried away out to sea, bobbing up and
"Can I assist you?" a voice Is saying in
my ear; and I turu to meet the dark eye
of the young man that Humphrey and I
saw a few evening before.
"I am afrid it is gone," I answer turn
ing to look after my poor hat.
"Perhaps I can get it for you," be says
in a very pleasant voice; and he is without
doubt a gentleman.
Tbe wind is working its own sweet will
with my disordered locks, and I kuow that
1 must look very ridiculous, standing with
out my hat iu the wind and rain.
My hat is sailing up and down on tbe
tops of the waves. One unexpectedly
brings it very near, and my companion
dashc in up to his knee and tries to hook
it In w ith his stick.
"You will get wet I Oh, pleuse don't
mind?" I call out, but I cannot help laugh
ing to see him making desperate and inef
fectual attempt to reach my hat, which is
liolibing not more than a yard out of his
' The tidt must be going OMt, for it "Is be
ing carried away every moment, farther
aii3 further out to sea, and my chaiaplou
returns dripping and smiling.
"I urn so sorry; but the wave serin to
have obtained undisputed possession," he
says, lu his pleasant musical voice. "I am
afraid vou will take cold. Your hair is all
I look at him and laugh.
"You will take ccld too," I remark.
He is wet to the knees, and water I
pouring from his boot.-,
"Thank you for helping me and then
the impropriety of talking to a stranger
strikes me, and I hastily say "Good-day."
Be looks at if he would like to accompa
ny me, but I speed away, the breeze play
ing riot with my hair; and a quarter of an
hour later I fly up the stairs at home, and
with glowing cheeks burst in upon Hum
phrey, itanding bareheaded and laughing
"Have you been in tho sea?" he cries,
gazing at me in surprise, but evidently
relieved at my reappearance ; and I hasti
"I went for a walk, and my hat blew
away, and that gentlemen w e met the oth
er night waded in aud tried to get It out;
but it wa carried out to sea, and I camu
home as fast as I could."
"(uite an adventure ! And how bright
you look my darling!" Humphrey says :
fondly, passing bit hand over my tumbled
lock. "But, Madgie, your hair is all wet.
Go and change your things, my child."
He pull off my ulster, and I hurry away
to change my dress; and presently ho
brings me hot wiuc-aud-water, and insists
on my taking it.
I laugh at hi making such a fuss, but
am grateful for and touched by his kind
ness; and I thank him shyly when I
return to tho drawing-room, having duti
fully changed all my thing.
"You are sure you don't feel a chill?"
Humphrey ask anxiously. "I have or.
dered a tire thi evening; it is always chil
ly after rain."
"You forget how hardened nnd weather
beaten I am," I answer laughing, Why,
Humphrey, I enjoy a thorough drench
ing?" "That doe not make It good for you."
He ia still unconvinced, think me a
veritable exotic that will wither and die
at the first drop of cold rain.
It Is something new to mo to be taken
inch dreadful care of. The summer before
this, Bee, Jack, and I were wading for
crayfish in a wild country stream, and
came borne with the setting tun, wet hap
py, and hungry; for cold were unknown
in the Alison family. And now I go out In
the rain, enveloped in un ulster, get
splashed by the waves, and behold I must
need have taken a chill, and blazing fires
Dut we are quite merry over our lunch,
eon, my husband and I. We are going to
Parit next week which 1 a new unknown
world to u both und we have plenty
to talk about. For a moment I have for.
gotten the disapjiolntment of no letters,
and am discussing, with a pleased face,
and in animated tones, the future, in the
programme of which nono of the dear homo
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A.VOGELER & CO.,
Baltimart Jfrfw V. f . M
NEW AD V KKT1N KM KXTS.
DUI A riUll7" ORGANS, 17 Stops 5 Set
flTiA III ,'l(Jen Toiiriib Uevdr. only
g'tf Addri-s Daniel K. Bealty,
Washington, N. J.
SENT I Treatise on Improved Methods, Tatle,
1 I) V I yietup. price. .iJrtiiMB oc ijeu'.'rai ptaunui s
rKth I AMERICAN DK1KH CO.. Chamber
REVISED NKW TESTAMENTS!
Illustrated Chea;eft and lieM. Sell at Hit;ht.
Agents wanted, A. J. HOI.MAN Si CO., I'hllada.
OLD MEOAl AWAIDED
tfi A nihm A nw and crtu
cjO W orfc . w rr&sitad Ut btot and
tnn, entitled "th ttcwnmof Lif
orinlf PrtrTuo ; bound in
fitiHtt Knndi muJin, miUfVHl.
fail plus) pp. ooo tuns bauufal
UmT rua'ATinict, H prMscnp.
untu, pneo only 1S awnl f
maul : il I iiAtriUt urn rta.fi nttntfl :
Mori dow, AMnM k'ctfdj Mmi.
FWnW VITVQFT P r,il lMtitulr I W. H PAltV
. Ho 4 UiUfiiicb 9L ikMtun.
Have -you ever KNOWN
Any person to ha enrioiiHly 111 without a weak
slu.nach or tourtivt liver of ktliny Auu when
theiio i rgaiiaare iu eood comlltiun ilo yoo not flnil
thitlr piwHinKor ei Joy Inn uihkI health r I'arker's
Uinger Tonic alwts regulate these Important or
gans, and never fail In intiku the blood rich and
rure.aud to streni;then erery part of the systvm.
t has cured hundreds of rtefsainni; Invalid. AS
your druuuiet about it.
. .re," . h" ,i"
tfure rt' " S Vut." inl""
LYON & HEALY
SUt. cor. of Monro St,. Chicaao.
Will nd4 prtpthd la toy tUmt, thdr
lor IK!, 10 ncm, 1M Eornrlnn ofl
InatrgmvoU, hum, :, Hrlu, PomA
uraa minrt putti titti mu, Pan dry
Html ffultiU. iWtlrtntf MtUUi tlsfl
rltHtfi liHtrurtkrti trul fcmitm f AnmWuf
t wi tiiof vt l citufctw thud M out,
Villi 11 ir Won Telegraphy! Earn $40
lOUUf- AUtll to $Hl a month, (iraduates
KtuirantuuU jniyln lt oilict. Address Valentine
Bros., Janesvlllu, Wis.
A IIVKRTISKKH send for our helert List or Loral
Newspaper. O.I'. Howell & (.Id., 10 Hprucq t N Y
A Good Life Insurance Co.
TO WO I IK.
Ol1 MA INK.
It Issue a Policy wblrh I s duflultu contract to
plain In Hi term thai nuyhody ran fully uudttr
staud It aud so favorHhle to policy holder that
everyhody approves It. Thu wisdom and slahllity
of tho management! shown hy Ihnsluady Iticruuss
of surplus over llnhllliie. a follows:
Hurplu undi.r Hurplu under
Inu of Malnu. laws of Now York.
i V r.i. reervo. V el. resurvo.
IH7H IIM.47H $l!l!i,lIU
IH7H iMIMIIM I I mm
ItWI !I,'.'I3 i Illll,ti7l
Agunta of experleticu w ho hsvn hef n ur.:e.nil
solicitors will he ollered special and llhnral luduca
mvnls to ulitur the survicu of this company. Ap
A, G. FOWl.EU. Knot. Western Dept.
lW USallo Street, CHIC Alio, ILL.
TO YOUNG MEN AND OTHKIW.
W lend on trial for thirty days our KIY"L'
talo Hells, Bands and Huspen.orles. W "
and othor auirnrlHK from weakne'' ''"T,0"
hlllty, M vjtallly, !&!to&&W
woRunrsmnu t T without
oration of manhnnd. w'tnh,,,u
VOLT.W'J 1IKLT CO., Marshall. Mich.
. woulc In ymir own town, V ?"'.?"'. N
u...:.i... it ... wnin a wnnw
' all th timo thev worn, r " r..v...-.
M .ft. Il...t1i.lllf .
I l IiliniJLa v or f i)
s i a Bl w-P"
n mm mw mm m
"Zmm .1 rrr tr mt ii
ii ilia aXMriiaiiH
. II w
THE MILD POWBB
Humphreys' Homerpathio Specifics
Proved from ampL exirlnr an entire
nucceKH. Hlinple. Prompt. Knlrlrnt, and
Heliablr, they ar thu only ruedlcloaa
adnptixl to popular uw.
list pviscU'ai. soa certs. rates,
i, Keer, CotiKentlnn, Inflammatloru, ,2S
IVitrma, Worm rrw. Worm Colic, :
t Cr vlna 1 'olio, or Twilling f Infant. 2S
4. IMarrhea of children or Adulta, . . .
b. Iy. emery . (irlplng, Illllnui Collo, . .
i lic.lera Morbus. Vonililng,
7. ( ouulia. Cold, Bronchitis,
Neuralgia. Toothache. Kacmcht, . .
a i.Tk u....i.i.hu. V'u.iIm,
I - ,,fUIICHr., nil .-'". . . . bv. "
10. Iviep.l, HIHouB btomarh, .'
II. Hoiiprraard or Painful Period, X I
u. nilea, too proliiHe period., .25 I
W 4'roup, I'ouich. innicult breathing,
M. Knit lOieum. Knaloehul. KruKtion
la. Kiieuinatl.m. Itliemimtlo lain, X
IS. rVfvraiid due, Chill. Kever, Agues, 91
17. I'ile. lUind ur Meeding, '
Vi. Cuinrrli. cuw or chronic: InHuenza, '
W. hooiilllg Couuh, violent CoiikIi. .So
U. (Jenernl llehtllly, I'hv.'l Weukuen. M
r,. hl.lney IH.en.p. .an
. . ruiu Debility, Spermatorrhea, l.ut)
Ii. I rinuryW eakne.a. Wetting the lied. M
Si lli.eae of the Heart. I'alpltallon, l.n.
ror le ly UniiorMa.oriient by the Cbm),
nmlngle Vinl, tri e of charge, un receipt of
price. Kend for Or. lliHiiphrev' Bwikon
llUea.e, dir., 1144 page), alu lllu.lrele
Addroa, Huinphreya Homeopathic
Med. L'u 10U Fulton til.. Aew Vvrk.
Sr. S.Sikb2o's EztcrnalPiloSemody
CURE FOR ALL KINDS OF PILES.
I. iMrfectlf nnrn. Prnnonn.d lh bfil hv .he bih
it medic! ttiithorilie. in the woilU Gifna innnt
awnril.t Wnrl'l'ii Kxp".ior'ti.. .nl hi Ptn., ttf4.
bold o; Urauu. W H SCHIirrtLUI CO . H I
Inline Perwi RtordI
'"T (144 1 1 mm I W a HSIITN ninrani v-' jr
l. ur ( it hti. FiixUium and Arr Jfdiont.
..ff to. .... A La.HB IllVBieMI ih.lll ,,r
IvrAUmUlf WUM dlrrrt4. AV PiUaftrr
4. J... .... 1' r..iU mwm.1 t't IrlsJ BorlUfrh.lra
VitwtirnU,tlTpay)ntiprfW. fiend ntiiKu
P. (. and cirrM vltrc.t to liu KUNK.vl
MOSTICHI I.RD WWSItM.
ftta Itar4 C to Ad immI 4 t.,SMf
tafatf. mrt , It tto
ikxiiMfMkMl U"k I M 1 14 a. Ik
ItlJAWONH VIIY T1IK
CELLULOID ev. Glasses
AK TIIK HEST.
Because they are the LIGHTEST, HANDSOMEST,
AND STEONOEST known. Sold by CUcIans and
JeweUrs. Made by SPENCER OPTICAL CO., N.Y.
W X'Y V 1 1 lAn '"-telllgent yoniiK o n
" .'11' i. I'l' every couutry town, to take a
permanent local avenry for the sale of our tea,
coffees, etc., I u pHrkages, toennsuniers. This ajren
cy require no peddling and but a moderate umouiit
of soliciting, and if properly managed wnl pay
trom $'( 1 1 to $UMi rcr ear. Partlcuiars free.
Paoi-LKs Tea 10 , p. O. box rJi, fit. Louis, Jlo.
Al AUEUIIE AfdlUT All ItfllitUIT.
Thi well-known pr.pirtlon U hlrhlr recnmmnd4
for Dyaprpda, Hradarbei, AlrkneM of lb
fllowtBrK, tndall compiunutruinelruu Arldltr,
Btltonaoeaa, od HeJarlal tVrm. It oula
tbe blood knd regulftU tbe bi.wl.. It ia a fifnrii
medicine fur cbildren. Prepurd by A. WKJltliB
SiiNH, CbemUtj, 2nl Bleacker blreet, Ji.w York,
hpaiier to Mineral Waters, Btldlita Powder, at
reii ialk by au. dulm.it.
CANCER INSTITUTED Ki'nSrS
M ieiititlo treatment and
moitene practice, at&na
and i acknowledged
authority on Cncer and
tmirduiary cure by bis
trreat Chtmieol Canetr
Anivlou, are recorded.
A'n knlfj mttJlic., Um qf
fclwvl or fmrul IrratrntnU
nipilrrd In rrmnvlnff the,
tnrvrat of Crieer or
Tuuiora. For iiarticiilara,
wild for free trutlm, or
call on Pit. KT.IXK, l
THE PfiOMOTEK AND PEKFECTUK OP AM-
TliE KEKOKMKIt AN!) VITALIZE It OF
THE I'UODWEH AND INVIOOHATOtt OK
1NKKVB Anunini I, iv.
THE IIUILDKK AND BirPI'OKTKIt OF
S YBTJP OF
I compound of Ingredient Identical with tlieo
wairn coneinuiv iiumiMj nimni, piuii-.ieniiu nerva,
and Brain f4iibtanr,wlillt Lift) ltnlf ! directly
aepetiiiant iimtu romn ot tncm.
Ilv lnr.rualnirNervmiiuitlMucu1nr V'lunr. It will
ruru llyetile, fcnhln or Interrupted action of tho
Heart and I'alpllavttin, Weaktiu nf Intellect
rauaed by grief worry, overt axed or Insular bnblt
pronrniua, ongeeiion ni inn iiiinga.
ltcurea Athtua, Nitnralgia, Whooping Cough,
Nervon.tie, and I t mot wonderful niljiinct to
other remedied In ftlataiulni life during tliu pruce
- rn uxpeniMiiiro of hraln pownr wo rariy or vm
rverulvlnchllrlren nfien re.nlla tn phyalcnl do-
hlllty l tlm li e of Fellow Hypophophltu exert
eltiKUlnrly happy erfeot In urh rae.
Do lint bu deceived hy rumcd le hearlliR a ulinllur
naniui no other preprtloHliul)tllutu for thi
lindef iiuy eltruiiiluiii.
FUR HALE UY ALL DltlJUOIbT. '
Bold hy Dmi'gts'Teryhere. Price, II .00 pr nog
preiuMbymiiil. Katnplea aent Jrt to I'hysirliin
ami ill suffen-ra, hy H.NenKUpdterA Co, BoxSwa,
kt iuikl.uy. bolemauufaaturiiraof "Anoints,
mi il a