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THE DAILY CAIRO BULLETIN: SUNDAY MORNING, OCTOBER 23, 1881.
BY TUB ACT1IOU OK "I'K.NiilH'K," KTC
one could clian'o 8(1 utterly," liosnya; ami
I try to laugh.
.ra I growing ugly, Humphrey?" I
9tflyr Ko' nd ho xlgli". "Hut you
ar nut the iwet ulilldlike Muddle I nmr.
rld, wbeme very fuulta wi re lovublo.
loll me, iny wife, why It Is."
You know the reason, Humphriv, I
aniwer, with lips that iiuivcr. "Ami the
change U not all on my ide. I will try
to 1m anything you wish." i
Then lie turns away and god tlie
window and stand look In i( out.
"I did uot know the Udacourts were
l't I asked them to stay to lunch."
I ma and stand beside him, looking down
on the tennis-court where Bee and Lena
are playing tennis with Captain Dclacourt
"Humphrey, I think he likes Bee." j
"Xo; I mean Captafj Dclacourt. ut
poor Chris "
I never fliilnh the sentence, for my hus
band's hand suddenly grasps my wrist,
and Ms eye, wrathful and passionate,
gaze down into mine.
In st the open doorway comes Felicia,
and his speech Is stopped midway; and,
with one flushed Indignant glance, I turn
indifferently to Felicia, say a few careless
words, and sweep out of the room, leaving
Balmy air, a dull daj, uiul young pco
pie playing at lawn-tennis. It Is a picas,
ant sight enough ; but 1 see no joy, no dc.
light In anything as with a hard resentful
heart I sit watching tlie game.
Cn A I' l l: ii XXX.
It Is the morning of my fete, ami the day
could not have been lovelier. There is a
dim golden haze which gives promise of a
warm summer day.
"Oh, -Madgie, how glorious I" Bee cries
rapturously. "And how quietly you take
"I wish it was over," I say wearily.
It is my birthday too, nnd iny plate at
breakfast Is piled with little presents and
offerings from home. Tears stsrt to my
eyes as I think of by-gone birthdays, from
the days when I was urowned with a
wreath of roses out of the sweet tangled
garden at liom to my birthday now, which
lees me standing, fair, two-and-twenty, at
the head of my table, gazing with tearful
eyes ut a needle-book manufactured by Is.
abol's little lingers, and a lace collar and
cuffs that must have cost llelcu many an.
hour's work. How dear these homi-re.
nierabrances seem now, the loving letters,
the wishes that are wishes indeed 1
Everybody 1ms given me a present, even
Felicia a picture of her own painting;
and all Its merit is, sl:e says, due to Hum
phrey'i teaching. He alone has forgotten
my birthday; he has not even wished me
many happy returns of the day. Bee's
present I open last a square brown pnr.
el, carsfuily sealed, and "With Bcc'i
love" written outside. It Is a book. I
turn to the title-page, look over a few of
the loaves, and, with a start, raise my
eyes to see Bee's bright face radiaut with
excitement watching me.
"You wrote this, Bee?"
"Yes, and, oh, Madgie, it Is my first book,
and Humphrey bad It published for me to
give to you on your birthday I"
I look swiftly lu my husband's direction ;
but only the top of his head Is visible over
the newspaper; and with a beating heart
1 bend over Bee's book again.
"Do you like It?" she asks breathlessly.
"Yes, Bee, I would rather have this than
anything else you could give me,"
"Bee's book her own thoughts In these
printed pages I it was kind of Humphrey
to think of it; and yet, though I look long
ingly towards him, his eyes are never ouco
lifted from the paper. It rustles a little
in his hand, he folds it up deliberately,
and yet our eyes do not meet.
By-and-by, as I stand In the drawing
room, which is carpetlcss and waxed fur
the dance to-night, Humphrey comes in
and shutting the door behind him, walks
up to me as I stand at the other end of the
long room. Uravely I look at him, gravely
be looks at me. He smiles at last and holds
cut bit hand.
"Did you think I hud forgotten your
"I do not see any reason why you should
remember It," I say coldly, not appearing
to see his proffered hand, aud drawing
back a step from where he stands tower,
lug above me.
"Madgie, my wife-' and he clasps me
tightly to him "my child, my little love,
is there to be nothing but cold looks bn.
tween us now? Darling, 1 wish you luuuy,
many happy returns of the day. From
my whole heart I suy "Heaven bless my
Wife !' "
But I shiver iu the clasp of his arms,
and shrink from the touch of his lips; aud
be lets mc go suddenly.
"I have a birthday present for you, Mail,
gle," he says and the passion has died
out of his voice.
Ho clasps his gift on my urm, and with a
full heart I gaeu upon it wi silence. Tlie
costly bracelet gives me no pleasure. It
is a broad gold band with a diamond ulsip.
For a second my hand lies coldly In his,
and then a mist of pain comes to my eyes,
and I turn away with a burst of wild pas
"I'oor child I" Humphrey sajs sorrow,
fully. "Heaven help us both, Madgie I I
ce the wrong of our marriage now; but I
thought It might have ended differently."
With a quick passionate gesture I raise my
tearful eyen aud hot Hushed face.
"it might have been right by this If oth
ers had not rune between us."
"Wo are strangely situated, wife," ho
ay sighing deeply. -I would you had
loved me more"
"Or not at all 1" I cry. "Humphrey, I
hould have been happier then." uu "my
wrist the diamonds flush his birthday
present. "1 have not thanked you yet,"
I whisper presently touching the bracelet
and raising shy wet eyes to his sorrowful,
ly. "And, Humphrey, it was kind of you
to have Bee's hook printed ; uud 1 am not
ungrateful for all that In good mid Kind
And then the piteous reproach lu his
eyes ends tliu faltering words.
"Grateful, good, kind !" he, repeats slow,
ly. "Child you will drive hip mad ! You
inuke me wish that l was dead, or that wo
Do I echo the last wMi in truth? I
know lot. Ho bends his face suddenly to
"You have not thanked mc yet?" hv
whispers; aud with a sigh I tyrant him a
oold reluctant kiss.
I know not the puln caused by the fleet
ing touch of my quivering lips.
There is no lack of guests to-day at my
fete, btaudtng at my husband's side, I
feel a llttlo weary of saying polite tin.
meaning things and smiling welcomes to
half the county. But at last every one
Las come, the bund Is playing, and the
people are, 1 suppose, enjoyinglhemsclves,
according to the scant iucaiiu.ro of amuso
ineutthut may bu ubUlued at a Kardtu.
party. If a crowd constitute! a success,
niy fete Is successful beyond measure; aud
1 alone perhaps of all the assembled throng
Uud no enjoyment uud gain no pleasure lu
what Is culled plem uro to-day.
I am tired of compliments and flattery.
Every man has expressed either by word
or looks his opinion of iny appearance to.
day, and nearly every woman has dona
tho same in a different way. Bee says
dress makes all tho ditlcrciico, and Bee Is
right. Tho starched muslins of long ago
never addod to the beauty the world allots
to ine, while the wonderful ami luysteil
ous costume 1 wear to-day is a thing of
beauty in itself, a marvellous production
of Worth, a combination of delicate tints
and costly lace, the sort of dress I never
dreamed of In my .Madgie Alison duys.
One mail alone notices me uot, pays my
no compliment, praises not my dress, mo
looks and that man is my husband. 1 am
hurt at the omission; and yet 1 will uot
ask him if I look well to-day. Tho old
days for saucy badinage and mad merry
nonsense have gouu by. 1 keep my smiles
for iny guests and reserve cold words and
luoks for my husband.
"Strangers jet, .
Alter touch of wedded taints,"
Bee sang tint last night, and the words
itre stored in my heart.
Felicia Grant, looks like an old picture;
her long black garments trail on the sunlit
grass. She wears large soft lleecy ruffles
ut her throat and wrists, aud a black gipsy
hat tied over her fair hair. Sihe gets away
Into quiet corner by herself, uud dots nut
speak much to any one. Humphrey joins
Uer. They walk away in tho sunshine to
gether, and I talk and listen to those
arouud me, while I think nay, it were
better not to think. Thoughts are danger
Over the sea the golden sunshine falls
like a sheet of yellow li:lit. Far away it :
touches a red sail and down on the shore, ;
where the tide scarcely ripples, the sun-,
beams catch the dimpling margin and play j
strange freaks with tlie lights and shad-'
ows in the cool depths beyond. Upon the
cliff-top are the yellow uncut corn and a
flame of popples. j
I have jot away from everybody at last.
There is a great peace and stillness up
here, broken only by the rustling corn ami
murmuring waters. A quarter of an hour
ago I w as listening to music and laughter
and voice", now 1 stand hern with my own
thoughts for company and no company
was over more unwelcome. i
A laugh ripples out in silence, soft
happy laugh. It is Bee's voice, I know.
I turn and see her. She is coming along
the winding path, her tall lissome figure
clearly outlined against the golden sea
Captain Dclacourt walks at her side. The
path is too narrow for three, aud Chris
has fallen behind. Bi e is all in white,
soft snowy white, with roses that arc not
redder than her smiling lips, fastened iu
Why, Madgie, what are you doing here
all by yourself?"
f was tired of talking to people," I
answer.' "There are so many of them, and
they all say the same things."
.Something has annoyed you."
It is Captain Dclacourt who says this;
aud I turn my vexed face toward the sea
Why should anything have unnoved
"I do nut know ; but something has. 1
have teen it all day."
"1 hate being watched," I say crossly.
And then there Is some mention of Fe
licia Grunt, ami the hot blood surges to my
face. A man's dark eyes look lull into
mine, and 1 know thatClive Dclacourt lias
read my tho.ights.
Chris, bis honest sun-burnt face beaming
with pleasure, has got Bee to himself at
Just, and improves tlie opportunity so well
that she .saunters slowly on with him; and
we two slowly follow on In silence, a si,
lence that is somewhat unusual. Captain
Dclacourt breaks it lirst.
Mrs. Carstairs, wliy have you avoided
me all day?"
"1 did not know I had avoided you."
"You did," he persists. "You talked to
every one else, and 1 was kit out lu the
"And If you were?"
The short ungracious words are uttered
with indifference ; but, looking at him, 1
see that the blood has risen to ids chick.
"If I were!" he echoes. "That was uot
a kind speech, -Mrs. Carstairs."
"No,'- 1 own frankly, "It was uot; but
I am cross to-day, and so you must forgive
"You are more than cross, you arc not
happy," he says in a low voice, looking
down at my face. "As you stood to-day,
receiving all those people, I thought I nev
er saw you look more beautiful or more
"And what cause have 1 for unhappl
ness?" I ask with a certain defiant bitter
ness, for his words have struck home.
"That you know best yourself," be an
swers quietly, "If wealth, beauty, popu
larity make happiness, you of all people
ought to possess that chimera. But is
there not u something more, the one thing
My handkerchief flutters to the ground;
as he stoops uud hands the morsel of lace
back Into my keeping, 1 luuh, uud he col
ors. ' You arc quite eloquent to-day, Captain
Dclacourt. 1'Iciim; go on ; it is very iimus-
He biles his lip.
"Turn it into satire if you will," he sayn
shortly. .Mis. Carstairs, look here."
1 sec an open pocket-book In his timid,
uud between the leaves u faded yellow rose.
Some one has given it to hlin; 1 suppose
some sentimental memory is attached to
the poor withered tiling.
Well?" 1 say as he lunches It ten.
"Have you forgotten this rose?" ho asks,
so meaningly that 1 raise my eyes iu won
der to his face.
"1, Captain Delauourl? Wl at huvo I
to do with it?"
"Nothing!" ho cries passionately, and
ilings tho withered scentless thing over the
Tho night that 1 allowed him playfully
to possess himself of the rose that Hum
phrey gave me has clean gono out of my
moniory. I do not think of it till after
wards tho afterwards that Is to come.
.The dried rose flutters through the
wurui bright air, aud drops softly down
upon tho yellow shoro muny feet below. I
look w ith u little grave wonder ut the sup
pressed passion In the face of the man
whoso eyes follow the tiny flower and rest
on It us It lies on the margin of silver
frlngo out of reach of human hand for ev
ermore, Beo and Chris lire out of sight;
w two stand iilono on the ellff-top.
"We had better bo going back," say
presently, addressing my moody com.
"Why?" ho exclaims, stepping buck sud
denly iimoiinst tho popplcB, "Are you
afraid to stay with me?"
Afraid, Captain Dclacourt I I do not
know what you mean," 1 answer a llttlo
Indignantly for I do not chouse If bo Is
111 a bud temper, he should visit It on me.
So 1 gather my long nwcoplnu; gurmuuW
overjny urm uud juove on sWwIy.
"If you are not alrald or me, you are
afraid of your husband."
The low whispered words rouse my
anger. I Mini on him In a whlrlwlud of
Captain Dclacourt, I think you forget
yourself; you have no right to say such
"Can you say they aro not true?" ho
asks, his eyes on my face. "No; I see
you cannot. You may look ns proud and
passionate as you please; it enhances your
beauty, perhaps, but It docs not deceive
There is a pause; the tumult of feeling
ends, mid a mist rises In my eyes. I look
at him with trembling lips.
"Have I pained you?" ho asks gently.
Can we not be frank with oach other, hi.
stead of keeping up this miserable farce of
indifference? You are uuhappy ; you can
Hot deny it."
"I do not deny it," I say In a low voice
and my heart swells at the truth of tho
I do not look at him, but down at the
brown earth ut my feet, nervously twist
lug my lingers together, inoro agitated
than 1 care to show ; for why should this
man become ucqualnted with the misery
of our home?
A startled exclamation bursts from nie.
Idly slipping my Hugs up und down as I
used to do when the Ilrst gold band fretted
so sorely, they have dropped off my finger
amongst the grass. I see a gleam of gold,
a flash of diamonds, and then, alarmed, I
look up quickly.
"My ring my wedding ring I 1 have
lie immediately goes down upon his
knees to search amongst the yellow corn
stalks, while I look iu dismay at my baro
linger. A strange foreboding makes my
heart beat quickly.
Can't you tind it? Oh, search well,
please! It cannot have rolled far," I say,
with increasing anxiety, watching him
crushing back the corn and puppies with
"Here is your guard-ring," ho says at
last, in a strange muffled voice; "hut I can
not find the other."
You must!" I cry, with tremulous
eagerness, going down upon the ground
myself, and searching with trembling
But no gleam of gold do I see, no flash
of yellow light; and 1 look up with a
blank, quivering face. My wedding-ring
(ione! 1 look at my bare hand, and
then search desperately; but the ring has
rolh d away into some hollow where our
eyes can not discover it, search as we
My lingers are suddenly grasped. I
look up with a start, to see Captain Dcla
court gazing, with a strange expression
on his face, at the hand he is holding my
left hand, where no wedding-ring gleauig
"What a difference it would have made
if it had never been there!" The words
drop from his lips with a strange hoarso
utterance, and he tightens his clasp on
my lingers. "I'oor little hand, it might
have been mine !"
Is lie mad am I mad that he should
thus look into my face, with an awful
gathering passion in his eyes? I snatch
away my hand, while the hot blood burns
"Look for my wedding-ring!" I gasp.
"You must tind It you must!"
"What do you take me for," he says
a stone? Do you think I have no feeling,
that you look ut me like that, uud bid me
find the ring, the bit of gold that separates
you from me? I should be something more
or less than a man to do so!" His face is
dusky red as he speaks, his voice rising to
I rise to my feet t'.nd gaze down at him
wilh gathering horror.
"What do you mean?" comes faltering
at last from my lips.
It is the most unwise thing I could say;
but, In my Ignorance of the world, I know
not what he means, and stand before him
with growing fear und wonder. He Is so
clooe to me that I hear his quick, hurried
What do I mean?" he cries, in a low
passionate voice, "You ask me that,
when you have stolen everything from me,
when toy life has been spoilt because of
"What have I to do with your life?" I
say wearily, for I am thinking more of my
lost ring, that mystic golden band, than of
the wild words that full from his lips;
they convey only a dim, terrifying won
der to me. "Take me to my husband,"
I say next, trembling from head to foot;
for there is something dawning and gath
erlng lu Cllve Dclucourt's face which
frightens me, and I Instinctively shrink
away from him.
Your husband 1" he cries vehemently.
Uh. what hypocrites you women are!
Yoiileudon a man, und steal away his
heurt, his very life out of Mm, and then
your prudence tukes fright I Yes, you
may stand there looking at me with those
eyes of yours child's eyes, Innocent us
Heaven but you ure a woman, and you
cannot pretend you do not know that as
never did I luve woman before, o now do
I love you 1"
He slops, and like a flame the blood
rushes to my face as our eyes meet; and I
read lu his a look thut I havo seen in my
husband's In the days when Humphrey
loved me. : ...
Fur a moment the corn-field und tho
passionate eyes looking into mine become
blurred and indistinct ; aud then I turn
white and cold, and answer steadily
'How dare you speak of such things to
me a married woman 1" Oh, the shame,
the agony of It, that ho should speak of
love to me, tho wife of another man I I
look at hi in with an awful dawning of tho
world's Iniquity In my heaat. "Captain
Dclacourt, pray Heaven to Icrglvc you I
Such words us you have spoken ure an In
sult to me."
He answers not; he Is evidently moved,
tho veins on his furehcud stand out swul
Let mo pass I" I say.
But he stands In the path and blocks
the way; ami I would fain push him back
wltlnny ringlcss left hand when he springs
"You shall not look at mc like that!" he
cries. "Madgie, you shall hear me!"
"Stop!" I exclaim, und try to get pust,
and then pause. "Captulu Dclacourt, you
"You aro his, when you might have
been mine," ho says, coming a step near,
er aud the toiui of his voice frightens me.
"Yes, look at me well, Mudglel Your
face has driven me mad; but I swear I
will make you love mo j et I I "
His speech is never Mulshed. He moves
forward, and I do not know what ho is
going to do. I tako a scared look ut his
quivering face uud passionate eyes, aud
with sudden terror spring hastily back.
A steep cliff fur down below, tho shin
Ing sand above, tho bluo sky, tho nod
ding popples, unda man's faco convulsed
with terror and agony. Clinging with
nail weak hands to tho face of tho clllf, I
hang for what uppuar to bo tho last few
moments of my Uiu,
'.'Save me, suve tm; p
Tho words are wafted from my lips In a
gasping whisper, us one speaks il a dream
when human utterance will not: make IU
self heard. My slight weak W-UU acho
from the weight of tho body. With the
strength of uu awful despair my hands
cling to a jutting stone; uno foot litis a
trembling insecure hold on the lace of tho
cliff, if Captain Dclacourt Were to reach
down, his lingers could grasp mine.
"Ueueh me your hand I"
My white terrified face Is upturned, and
ho can see lis anguish. A great tearless
sob breaks from him.
"I cannot," comes almost Inarticulate,
ly from his lips. "H would be certain
death for both I"
In spito of the agony, tho awful para,
lyslng word "Cowurd I" breaks Iroin mo
with a bitter smile. Ho Is something less
than man indeed to let a woman die with.
out effort to help, though he met death
too. It would bo his duty, nothing more.
Ills Is the last human lace I ahull ever
toe, his the last voice I shall hear. Oh,
Heaven, it Is hard to die, to cling with
my weak woman's hands till human
strength gives way, and my young strong
life Is crushed out down ou the stones be.
I see Cllve Dclacourt, with tears run
nlng down his face, and with great sobs
breaking from him, gazing down at me,
aud up above the blue sky aud the golden
light around. Tho strain ou my hands
amounts to agony ; In another second my
fingers will unclasp their hold, and then
Oh, Heaven, have mercy on me I Is
there no pity, no help? I utter no sound
I only lift horror-filled eyes to that other
face looking down at me. A few stones
loosen themselves and go rolling down. I
hear them fall on tho beach below, aud
turn suddenly faint.
"Tell Humphrey I loved him !"
The words are so low that I think ho
does iiot hear them. His face is white
and convulsed: he throws himself upon
the grass and hides his eyes, aud no hu
man eye will see the end.
A moment's desperate clinging to life,
a wild prayer to Heaven to send help, and
then even were 1 to live a hundred years
the horror of that moment will be fresh
still when my hands are loosing their
clasp, n wild ery echoes through the air
"Humphrey, Humphrey !"
M'oiiiinie d Krmn l.n-t Suiuhiv'i' I) ii!y
Said one of turoM subscribers tons the
other day, ''.lo you know that neither of the
platbd ins suits imjits Both parties' scein to
want health, strength and Imiy life, more
than iiiiy'hiiiL' else, tliey cannot do bitter
than lime the Il unl'iug I hups und St.
Jueol Oil plunks included. With these
tin can wen'lier nil stoims, political ami
domestic us Aid! us dyspeptic an I rlicuiua
tic." His logic was oimhI and convinced us.
Not a MoJcrn Romance.
IVi'iia -My dear, I must go out on
1.mi - ii'-ss tu-niht.
Iloginn My de.'ir, you didn't find it
necessary to j.'1' away from rue on busi
ness nlnifist every ninrlit lu'fnro wo were
I'. No, iny dear, but my business
then was to marry vou.
K. And vou enjoyed my company
P. I did, my dour. I wasn't so uro
of you as I urn now, my dear.
U Well, you're candid enough, ut
P. I urn. my dear; let us bo honest
with each other. You s 'u wo'vo taike 1
each other out. You know . mo all
through, and I know you.
II. And home is a dull place, I sup-
Eose. And I'm not as interesting a,s
efore vou married mo.
P. You put the caso disagreeably
plain, my dear. There's no need of
serving up the truth raw in that fashion.
But that's the size of it when you tako
tho trimmings oil'.
U. Very well, my dear; I'm going
out, too; I may bo out till 2 a. in.
possibly till II.
P. Wuere whero are you going,
K. To see person on business.
P. A person, a manor a woman?
Put it's u woman, of course. And why
It. It's a person, my dear. And it's
business, liu.siin.'.ss is business, you
P. liul a ivs'poetablo woman has no
no business to be out wit.li a person at
such an hour. Above all, a wife.
II. And w 1 1 v a wife any less than a
husband, my dear?
P.--lleeuiise because it ain't the
thing, you know. A man's business
keeps liim out late. At least some
men's business does. Mine duos.
II. And huiicefo.'th mine does, my
dear. Sauce for the gander is sauce
for the goose, iny dear. I'm going to
see something of life. Homo is dull.
You're right, my dear. You were in
teresting before I married you. Hut
now we know each other all through,
you know. We see too much of each
other, you know. Come, let's be hon
est with each other. Sauce fur tho
gander ought to be the goose's sauce,
hadn't it, my dear? Sauce piipiante.
(jood-by. I'm oil for greener Holds
und pastures newer.
1'. No you don't, my dear.
K.-Yes I do.
P. You go out of that door and you
don't come in again, my dear.
It. I don't want to, my dear.
11. I don't want to, my dear. I've
got a thousand dollars of iny own, and
if your door is locked when' I return I
shall hire a door of my own and lock
you out, my dear. Sauoo for the gan
der is sauce for tho goose.
P. O, come now, my dear; this is
all nonsense. You won't do any such
thing. Come, be sensible now.
It. I am sensible, my dear. In fact
I've just got possession of my senses,
as Mr. Fresh says. I can do it, and I
will. You know me well enough for
that, don't vou, mv dear? "
P. My dear, 1 think I won't go out
K. Neither will I, my dear. .Ye (0
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P A T li iT T S
PAINK, GHAFTON LA DO,
Attorney it I.kw-nr Solicitor of American and
412 Firi'H HTHEEI, WASHINGTON, U. C
Prwi.c-imti'M law !n u!l n l.r.'irn l:. s i t),c
PKtcnt otlirv, mid in tlie mii run.: m.d Cf iit
Court of l he Tutted Vie.- . I'iun;,hlrl 'iit (r
On JvCelpt of Mrtlill for iioiOa.'u.
hprnlns, Knrnx, fcraliW, ltnil. Mirt.
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horto, Totitlinrlie, llriulnrhr, ore
TliroKt, Asllimii, Hoar-M iit'sii,
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Me' It U uiivif.i In ii". olh. r iriii-li-, with our
nirv. iiuiis. ihs;-i on mum j'OMi S LiiliAeT.
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Poll I.Al'II.V JiuI'Milit.
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Jli-ntifrire ;,o I'Ust.r .;
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Ordr n niniiiiiitii to ; worth, c. i.t i t,r. H fp-.i
ui r-wiid cfr;j'iii, y or P. o. or 1, r.
$fWH Ni.w 1'iMi in i t wini Hw.itrorotn
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14 W, M- li Kt., Ktw Y .k.
PHYSICIANS, CLERGYMEN, AND
THE AFFLICTED EVERYWHERE.
THE GREATEST MEDICAL
TRIUMPH OF THE AGE.
SYMPTOMS OF A
IiOHSOf ppOtjte,r.'llllHf.l.lloW0lH COHtlVf",
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the'btiek part, l'liinundor tho niioi lilor
bluilo, tulitiesH after outline, with a (Iihim
cliniition'to exertion of body or mind,
Irritability of tern per, Low opiritn, Ijohh
of iii('itiory7wi1h n furling of hie. Iiik ne
ln'ctud NuniiTduty, wenrinoKH, DizinoHii,
i'lutUTlnif of th IJeiirt, l)otn hoforo thn
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hoBHut niht, highly colorud Urine.
IFTIIFSE WARNINGS ARE UNHEEDED,
SERIOUS DISEASES WILL SOON BE DEVELOPED.
TUTT'S PILLS iirf."'eliillyndiiiteil Ii)
Ulielll lH S,Olll.llll(. t'lI'lTlKDHI'llliellllllKH
ill' feidiiiK uu to iiilinilsli Uu' Niill'ei-cr.
I lii.y I lU l-eiiM' I'lwl Me, Mini ui tisi tin
hilv to Tulip iiii I-'M-kIi. Huh tin. sli.n H
iHHirUiii'il.iei'l I.vOm n 'l'oiil". lei inn mi Hm
IHirlltOriiiH lleulni'MMil mi. iirn.
TUTT'S HAIR DYE,
(Hi v lUiiuir WtiiMfi hk chiuiKi il Inn (H.oMwy
lu, ai K liy ii Hlnt'li. it .l l. at Ion nl flili Iivk. II
ImpiirlH intt 1 1 nil riilur, ih'Im IihIiiiiIhiiisiiinIv.
tiuid by In ni.'v'i-l.r -. nl i.v i i 'ii'. i, n 1 1 it nl 1 1,
Office, 33 Murray St.. Now York.
Cllr. TlfT'H HOI II, i,r Wliml.l.. liifiirninNiin in. I
llMfUl llrrrlil II In. mall.il tilth on ,illi-llu.
KeinI for our
No. ."A tV
ti-r of 1881. Froo lo any nililivNK. Con
taiim full description of nil liimhut mwh
fur iKinonai und fiunily line. Wo deal
directly with tho ooimtiiner, and Bell till
Hoods In any quiintily ut irnwin priceH.
You euu buy better und cliciiper tlmu ut
227 uud 2-DVahiwU AveuuisCbluitjo.lll.
NEW YOKK STORE,
WHOLESALE AND RETAIL.
The Largest Variety Stock
IN 'VHK CITY.
GOODS SOLI) VKUY CLOSE
O. O. P ATI Kit St CO..
Cor, NineU'cntli Ktrcut ) 1 ; 1 1 1
CMinnmrciul Avouuu I i 1 1 1'( ), Jilt
THE MILD POWEB W
Humnhreys' Homeopathic Spucitics
I'mvi-ii fruiii hiii,. perh in.. an ..niiri
ili'i'ri'. HlNiilc, lriiniil, I llirl. nl. mul
a. i 1. 1 .i ... ,
.. mill., iii.-y mi' mtr inn,, iiii-.iii mra
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firm... U in in li'ii r Wiinn I i,lli Ti
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4. Iliiirrlim nf i hllilii'ii i.r A,h,li. . .
i. I iiIitv, i.riiinK, eiiiiiui. I ulli..,
II liiilrrn Murine, i'"',iln,rf.
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Dr. Peck's Artificial Ear Drums
ri HIMTLY lllvSTOItK TUT Hl tltlVU
uti.l iH-rluriu Uih urK ut llm nlurul Ii-iii.
A MiiYH In i num. bal IntUtlil.- iiilit-r.
All CiJiivwrbulK.il mul vn wlii-in m (i.-inl d -
tlni tlv. W rttrr to thoM mint- tlwm Mi l f.,r
rlfttVH iMn-iilnr win, HHu.uili Ai!lrwi
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Every Style & Price.
tapmometts asi Ccnrcalescos fceri !a
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In tLn United State.
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With tin' Vrrv lii'ft f I'rnfi .i'liiiiHl (.'uru. Kr
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Wn. Ill Klflli Avouui'. Now York.
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f iii r tint 1 1, ii I'liii Ki.tninlv ulli iiiimIH vi'l v mul i'IVi'i-.
lunlly euro Itlliul. IlkiMltnuiiiwi Ili li:ni? I'lli-r. Not
for Hiiltt liy iltiiUK'Ifli". Ht'lit on roculpt ul iiricu, $1.
Ui'tid (tuinp for iimnPlili't.
f . r, l lJL.il 1 1 J 0r mum, m. i.unir, uiu,
I V I Villi) f I'"' ! lliirtlfl.l. A
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l)ol, I'oiiwiiII. ItitrotliiftloM ly IiIh uxocllvnity Jno.
I. liKiiu. llovrrtior of Miihh Hiiukk nil rmuly for
tltillvttry. An itlt'l-'niilly llliiHlriili'tl vnllitno. Kli
tlnriHiil itdllli ii, l.lli'Tiil ti'rtiiH, At!'iitK tiiku unliTM
lor from 20 lo fi eoili'n tliilly. (IiiIkhIIm miy other
liook trn in Dim Aki'iiIh nt'Vt'r niiiilit iiioiiny fo
fipt. Tho hook hi'IIh ll i'lf K xpcrii' nrt tint nor.
iifotiry, J.'it 1 1 1 rr tiiiluiiiwti. Alt miikii Itiuiii'iitni
liroiiin. i rlvalu litriiiii rruu, l.uo, Htinnou .v io,