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THE FIGHTERS OF FIRE.
Hews Notes and Gossip From Among the
Minneapolis Battalion of
Incidents and Personals Picked Up Around
the Different Engine
Movements of the Men-- Chat Tha
Enlivens the .Long: Hours Be
CHIEF STETSON AM) THF. FIRE FIEND.*B
"It's an old story, I know," remarked a
fireman, as he picked up the engine-house
dog and began to caress him," but it will
do to tell. You know Chief Stetson is a
somewhat rapid driver and afraid of noth
ing when going to a fire. Well, I'll tell
you an iucident about his driving. A long
time ago one of the newspaper reporters
thought it would be a fine thing to ride with
the chief some time, and as he was at the
engine house one day when an alarm came
in, he climbed into the buggy with F. L.
Away they went, faster, perhaps, than the
reporter bad ever gone before in his life. A
small ditch showed up ahead, but the horse
did not slacken his speed. When the front
wheels struck the opposite bank it seemed
to me that the reporter bounced about four
feet from the street- I met him the next
day and he informed me, on the quiet, you
know, that while he liked Mr. Stetson, and
considered him a gentleman, he did not
think much of his style of driving. He
also told me that he was not going to sit
down to his meals for at least a week."
Some one on the East side, living near
the comer of Main street and Central ave
nue, owns a big black dog which has mani
fested a strange liking for the fire engines.
When the bell" rings the dog rushes out into
the street, waits until an engine comes
tearing along, and then squares away a
few feet in front of the horses until they
stop at the burning building. Years ago
there used to be two dogs at headquarters
which always accompanied the engine no
matter where it went. As it left the House
the dogs would jump into place, one ahead
of each horse, about thirty feet in front
This position they would maintain, and woe
to any* other dog which tried to dispute
their right to "run with the masheen."
The new hose company, No. 12, on tho
corner of Sumner and Jackson streets, is
officered as follows: Nick Manger, captain;
L. D. Smith, lieutenant: Patrick Quinn,
first pipe-tan; John Benolkin. second pipe
man; S. 11. Cyrier, third pipeman. Nick
Manger was formerly lieutenant of old
Hose Company No. 2, aud by trade is a
blacksmith and carpenter; Smith is oue of
the old volunteers of the old Cataract com
pany, and is a carpenter; Quinn was a
member of the old volunteer Hook and
gadder No. 1, and was for a time manager
of the fire apparatus in the Pillsbury A mill;
Benolkin is a boilermaker, and Cyrier a
P. J. Hurley, formerly a member of the
police force, is driver. The house is one of
the nicest in the city, heated by steam, with
hot and cold water, and has all the modern
conveniences. There is now there 1,500
ieet of hose, all ready for use.
Dan Doyle, of No. 1, is laid up with a
broken rib. He was driving one of the
wagons Friday morning, when he slipped
and fell, striking on his side. He will not
be on active duty for some time to come.
Lieut Gilman, of Chemical No. 2, is still
in bed nursing his broken foot, received
some two weeks ago.
The wife of Samuel Lockbart, of Hose
No. 3, is still very low, and considerable
anxiety is felt about her recovery.
Chief Stetson, Prof. Andrew Bradley,
Supt. of Water Works Henion, and a num
ber of commissioners went out to the end of
the water main on Lakewood avenue yes
terday morning and tested the lines. The
pressure was found to be all right.
Persons who were on the street Friday
morning early might have witnessed a pleas
ing .sight when the alarm was turned in
from Box 25. This box is at the Palisade
mill and is considered a dangerous one.
There are thirteen pieces of apparatus
which go there at the first alarm; two of
these pieces have lour horses, and two
three horses. Those who saw the depart
ment going to the lire say the whole thing
seemed fairly to fly.
Pipeman Davidson, of No. 6, is still in
bed with typhoid fever.
Dan Noonan, of No. 3 Hook and Ladder,
says he tries to do what is light, but that
he can just walk all over the fellow who
keeps giving him away.
Supt. of Fire Alarm Morrison has strung
wire for seventeen new boxes to go in soon.
Eight of these boxes are on the East side,
four in South Minneapolis and the rest
Tooker keyless boxes are Nos. 8, 12. 25,
13, 76 and 121. The boxes are quite simi
lar to the others only there is no key
needed to open them. In opening the door
turn the crank to the right. This will start
a local alarm and attract attention from all
persons inside of a block. This will pre
vent the turning in of false alarms. After
opening the door pull down the
hook the same as in other boxes. Since
the new boxes have been put in one alarm
has been turned in, and that was from the
Engine House No. 13, on Seventeenth
avenue, between Twenty-fifth and Twenty
sixth streets sonth. which was to have been
finished last week, will not be ready for oc
cupancy for about two weeks. This house
will be a counterpart of No. 12.
Deputy Sheriff Baxter was once a fire
man — when Winn Brackett was chicf —
and a good one he was. If he was not
married George might go back to the en
gine house and dance around in mid winter
with a hose nozzle in his hands.
Out at No. 10 painting is going on all
over the house, and the steamer is being
painted under the charge of Mr. Rich.
There are now three first-class engines
and one second-class engine in the central
part of the city which respond to first
The engine now at the house in the Eighth
ward will remain there until the new one is
"Brig" Young, formerly engineer of Xo.
2. returned this week from an extended
visit to Canada, Chicago and New York.
Mrs. Young accompanied him on his trip.
Charley Merritt dropped in on the boys
Thursday, and spent the day in relating old
experiences. Charley wears a big diamond
on his shirt front now, but can't get over
the habit of jumping when an alarm Is
turned in. as he did when he was driving
Chemical No. 2.
"Sandy" Hamilton says he don't care
what it costs, but he is going to gain a
reputation as a pounder.
SAMPLE POKER LIES.
They were lounging luxuriously in the
Nicollet club smoking rooms and "Curly,"
half buried in the soft window divan, had
just finished telling of a big faro game he
had heard of while in New York. Some
one remarked that if there was a single
man in Minneapolis who did not know how
to play poker he would like to know his
name. "There is not a club in the city,"
he went on. "in which the game is not
played, to my certain knowledge. They
play •shiners' in the Minneapolis club,
'bridle' in the Union league^ 'Saturday outs'
at the Apollo, 'dollar limit" at the Algon
quin and "penny ante' at the Press club."
"I heard a pretty good poker story yes
terday," said .another, "that was told by a
politician just returned from watching the
count in one of the northwestern counties.
Heiiad a forty-mile trip to make in a ca
boose and the freight was side-tracked for
an hour, waiting for the down passenger
train. Among the party was a Chicago
whisky drummer, with a song-and-dance
shirt and a valise that would have rivaled
Sam'l o' Posen's. After a half hour of
restlessness he proposed a game of poker,
which was unanimously approved, and the
game began, the valise furnish
ing the necessary outfit After
several hands, a big jadker lay on the board
and a boy-looking individual promptly
opened it for ?4. Three others stayed, in
cluding the whisky drummer. I forgot to
say they were playing straights." The
drummer had passed the break and drew
one card, so it went without saying that he
was drawing to a bobtail. The cowboy
j took two cards and bet S2; everybody
j dropped out except the drummer, who
' Dromptly raised it to So. The cowboy
I raised £5 more, and the drummer went for
' his wallet While fingering the bills he
I said: « ,;.
" 'I'll divide the pot with yon.'
" 'No, you wont,' said the other.
" 'All right; then I*ll raise you 320:'
""The cowboy raised back and the drum
mer came back with another raise. The
drummer again fingered his bills, and said:
" 'You wont divide her."
I '• 'Nope.'
; "So he raised SSO. This took the cow-
I boy's last lump for a call, and he smilingly
' began spreading out his hand on the board;
: four kings, one after another, were spread
out and he grinned inquiringly at the
drummer, who coolly laid down the ace,
deuce, tray, four and five of spades. The
A STRAIGHT FLUSH!"
"The game ended and the matador got
off, saying to a friend 'I knew he had a
flush, but by the ghost of Maj. Edwards, 1
never thought of a straight' "
"I was looking over a friends shoulder the
other night," said another lounger, "and
saw what I thought was the funniest piece
of drawing and the most wonderful luck I
ever ran across. They were playing noth
ing but jack pots, and Jim had been losing
right along. At last he opened one on two
pairs. The man next to him raised it and
Jim stayed. Jim thought awhile and finally
called for three cards. 1 nudged him, think
ing he had made a mistake, as his hand
was two pairs, jacks and
aces. But he took three
cards and the other man
bought one. Jim skinned
his hand and I saw he had
discarded the aces and kept
the jacks, and by the holy
poker if he didn't catch
two more jacks on the
draw. There was some
lively betting and after a while, of course
he raked in a big pot I didn't get to ask
him for some time afterward, why he made
that singular discard. He said he happened
to see the other fellow's hand and found it
FOUR LITTLE ONES
and an ace. His only chance in the world
was to catch two more jacks and he took it
and got them. It wouldn't happen once in
ten thousand times, but he struck it the
Some one here murmured ''rats.'"
STUCK ON HIMSELF.
Who Isfhe? Many ask this
question, but seldom find out
He is generally seen standing
in a statuesque attitude on
Nicollet avenue Saturday
ifternoon about the time the
"rand opera matinee is over.
'erhaps you may notice him
ii front of the Nicollet house
>rin the exchange of the
Vest in the evening. He
dways seems to be standing
till, you never see him
. alking. It is a rainy day
md you turn your head as
ron go by a fashionable cigar
.lore just in time to catch a
'iuipse of him behind the
ate glass, silent and tan-
perturb-uie. his 'minders tnrown Dacic, nis
coat buttoned ti uiy, a flower on his lapel
and a glass in hi - eye. He seems to be
about 50 years old and is well preserved.
His fawn-colored overcoat fits his portly
form as though he had been melted and run
into it. His shoes shine like patent leather,
no matter how muddy it is. His stiff up
right collar fairly glistens, his hat is speck
less and his face always bears evidence of a
recent visit to the barbers. You never see
bin smoking, reading or even talking to any
one. You run against him with "beg pardon,"
and he never looks at you but simply steps
to one side. You do not eves see him in
the dining-rooms of the hotels, or the res
taurants, in the theaters or at the
churches. He is only on the streets when
the weather permits, or behind a window
when it storms, looking for all the world
like a picture in a frame. He does not at
tempt to ogle females who glance at him
half-invitingly, but simply looks straight
ahead. He does this day in and day out.
and apparently nothing else. Who is he?
No one knows. What does he do? Give
it up. What ails him? Why he is "stuck
on his shape," to speak vulgarly, but ex
pressively and concisely. That is all there
is about the mystery. He is solely wrapped
ud in himself. He thinks he is handsome,
and simply passes his time in contempla
tion of this gratifying fact. He does not
care for other people, consequently he has
seemingly nothing to do with any one.
One evening last summer a block
in the business part of the city caught
fire. On its upper floors are a number of
rooms rented to lodgers, who rushed wildly
out clad only in such garments as they
could catch up in their hurried flight. After
all were safely out. and the last looking
glass had been thrown out of the window
and the last mattress carried carefully
down, the Mystery was seen to walk slowly
and carefully down the stairs and pick his
way daintily through the debris. Not a
drop of water, nor a spark touched him.
He walked across the street, and stopped at
the corner to assume his old familiar atti
tude while he watched the building burn
then he turned upon his heel and went off
slowly into the darkness somewhere. The
solitary brooding of Napoleon at Helena
was not more self-contained than the taci
turn manner of the man stuck-on-his-shape,
who seems to subsist upon the conscious
ness of the picture he imagines he presents
to the eyes of observers.
SHE WASN'T BUILT THAT WAV.
"We are wedded now, my darling,"
Said the husband to his bride,
And henceforth we'll go together
On life's journey, side by side.
"We roust bear each other's burdens,
Help each other when we can.
And to make life haplcr, brighter.
Each must for the other plan.
"Let's begin this very morning
To start is m y desire —
You just get up now, my precious.
And construct tbe kitchen fire."
Bad, ah! sad, his disappointment!
Courage oozed from every pore
When his sweet young wife responded:
"Say! What do you take me for?"
— Somerville Journal.
If you need anything in fur, feather or
moss trimming. McLain's is the place to
buy them, His number is 3.4 Wabasha
St. PAtrii DAILY aLOftE,' _TOtf£_Lr :.:cii::_^TG- iTOVRMTr** i^ P -rtXTEE-T TAG__S.
BEAT BY A BRITISHER.
How an Enterprising Impressario Failed
to Secure a Princely
Banmm's Collector Negotiating "With
Arabi Pasha to Visit and
But a British Baronet Warns the
Prince, Who Declines With
Charles A. Davis, the genius who does the
advance act for the "Lights o' London,"
brought a headf ul of stories and experiences
into Minneapolis the other day and swapped
them off in a bland style with the news
paper gang. Davis, besides running a
dime museum at Milwaukee and managing
a theater at Cleveland, once held down an
important post with Barnum— that of scour
ing the world for freaks, curiosities and
novelties. One of his experiences in this
line occurred about two years ago, just
after the Egyptian war, when Arabi Pasha
was exiled, and was nothing less than an ef
fort to secure the homeless prince for a
starring tour through America. "1 failed, "
lie said, "because of the interference of a
blarsted Britisher, but 1 had lots of fun try
ing." Wiping his feet on a Journal and then
depositing them on the Oriental cabinet
which contains the Globe's campaign bric
a-brac, he spun the yarn as follows:
"1 was in Madras in the middle of the
summer on au errand to secure about forty
Nautch girls for sideshow purposes. It
was hot as a Minneapolis campaign and the
cholera was thicker' last day roorbacks.
It had scared all the Nautch girls into the
country, and all I had to do was to catch
mosquitos and match rupees with the dis
guised sheik who ran the hotel. I was
about ready to take the next elephant accom
modation train for Calcutta, when I picked
up a copy of the Ceylon Mail and noticed a
brief item relating to Arabi Pasha, then in
exile at Colombo. An idea electrified me.
Why could I not rush over to Ceylon, see
the illustrious Moslem and inveigle him into
an engagement to go to America, The
very thought set my blood tingling and
made my underwear cling to my flesh in
twenty places. In fancy I saw
THIS GORGEOUS ORIENTAL EXILE
clad in purple and fine linen, sitting in a
tent of the greatest show on earth, while
millions fought and slew each' other in their
wild anxiety to catch a glimpse of his lord
liness, at 50 cents per glimpse. At the
same time it struck me that every other
collector must have the same idea and it
was a question of who would get there first
Colombo was forty-eight hours away, by
water, and the first boat left that evening.
I hired two Malay pirates as a body-guard
and after a fight with the surf in which I
lost two packages of cigarettes and a pint
of elixir, I found myself aboard the
Ghoorka and in due time sighted the lights
of Colombo. I proceeded cautiously and
after mingling with Ceylon swelldom and
buying up a custom house official, I learned
that Arabi Pasha occupied a cottage, or
bungalow, formerly owned by a Dutch
planter, in the cinnamon garden, four miles
away. By further insults to this govern
ment Pooh Bah, I learned that Arabi lived
a secluded life, having only an annuity of
£500 from the British government on which
to support himself and an array of twenty
retainers he had brought from Egypt. He
lived with Sir Wilfred Blount, an old
English enthusiast who had stood by him
during his trial and now officiated in the
capacity of chaperone, at the same time
helping out Arabi's exchequer by means of
sundry games of ecarte, whist and perhaps
draw. Well, having posted myself thor
oughly and having assured myself the coast
was clear, 1 took
MY MALAY TIRATES
and one evening drove to the bungalow and
sent in my card, in a few minutes I was
informed that Sir Wilfred Blount was out,
but that his highness the pasha would see
me. 1 was ushered into a richly-furnished
apartment, at the further end of which was
Arabi Pasha, seated on a divan. He was a
handsome, black-browed man of about 30,
with a smooth face and a look of settled
melancholy. His command of English was
limited, but when we got into French the
ice was broken and things went on swim
mingly. 1 replaced his native cigar with
an American Havana (K. of L. stamp) and
walked at once into his favor. Finally I
told him the American people were very
much interested in his behalf. Said 1:
" 'The great heart of the American pub
lic is wrought up over your wrongs. We
regard you as the martyr in a holy cause.
You should to-day be seated on the throne
of the Pharaohs. Leading newspapers are
advocating your restoration, and all that is
necessary to see you crowned by the Nile is
for the American government to proclaim
to European powers that you must wear
the crown of your ancestors.'
"After 1 had loaded him full of this
sweet gum ot Araby. 1 went on to say that
he must secure the co-operation of America,
and iv order to do this a visit would be neces
sary. in America, 1 told him, the people
rule and the executive will be swayed by
whatever the people desire. He must in
terview the masses. Then I bred the joker
at him. Said I:
" 'Your highness, 1 am sent over here by
P. T. Baruuni, the great American phil
anthropist, who desires to right your
wrongs and who authorizes me to make the
A WINNING CONTRACT.
First— agree to go with me to
America within three months, and to re
main one year to work up the enthusiasm
among the people necessary to make itself
felt at the White house.
Second— That you agree to go to such
places and at such times as directed by my
Third— A large canvas, capable of hold
ing 20,000 people, will be erected for hold
ing your receptions. It will be transported
from town to town by special train, and
announcements will be made far ahead,
notifying people of the date, on which you
Fourth- An eloquent orator of national
repute will accompany yon to your au
diences, portraying in feeling language your
cause and your martyrdom and making a
touching appeal for sympathy in your
Fifth — You will be provided with a pala
tial railway sleeping carriage for yourself
and suite. All expenses of every descrip
tion from the time you leave Colombo will
be defrayed by my employer, who also
agrees to give you the sum of £400 per
month for the private use of yourself and
NOT IN THE BARGAIN.
"It is needless to say," pursued Impre
sario Davis, "that 1 did not add that the
persons attending these receptions would be
charged fifty cents a head or that a circus
performance would be given twice a day in
the same tent." He said nothing and I fol
lowed suit. All 1 wanted was his signa
ture. While I read his eyes sparkled and
he paced • the floor. Grasping both my
hands when 1 finished, he burst out:
" 'Your patron is a heavenly being. 1
like his plan much. But how can I leave
"I told him we could easily smuggle him
aboard a French ship, and he agreed.
Again he paced the floor in meditation, and
1 was wondering how I could urge him to
sign when he spoke:
" 'Ah, Egypta, I love thee; to ascend
thy throne 1 would do anything, every
thing, and this plan seems to open a bright
way.' y* :
"I was in raptures, when he stopped and
said he would take one day for reflection
and give me his answer next evening. 1
"bowed out and marched down the walk,
nearly upsetting a typical John Bull En
glishman coming in. As I drove off I heard
him tell the servant to say that Sir Wilfred
Blount desired to see his royal highness,
Arabi Pasha. I was harassed with doubt
as I drove back, but became so canfident
before I reached the hotel that 1 squan
dered several rupees on high priced wine. I
had built three or four gorgeous air castles
and was contemplating them In admiration
when a gay-looking Bengalese messenger
rushed in and threw me a letter. I tore it
open and read as follows:
Respected Sir: As the oonfldant of all the
hopes, plans and aspirations of our distia
truished exile, Arabi Pasha, I have been in
formed by him of the magnificent offer which
you have made him to visit America. While
not personally acquainted with you, I have
heard a great deal about you, and am thor
oughly posted as to the nature of your busi
ness. I have therefore deemed it incumbent
to dissuade my dear friend Arabi* from ac
cepting your proposition, as it would bo an
exceedingly unwise move for an aspirant to
a throne to place himself on exhibition as a
curiosity. Hoping you will prove more suc
cessful in future attempts to secure attrac
tions for the great show you represent, I re
main, sir, very faithfully.
"I didn't beat the messenger, or go and
get full, but I discharged my Malay convoy
and got back to Madras. But the Ameri
can public was thus defrauded of its hope of
seeing the great Arabian prince, Arabi
Pasha, arid no fault of mine."
A LAKESIDE MUSING.
"Hush! Not another word."
Regally beautiful was Beryl Clearsides
as she stood beside Bertie Cecil in the
brilliantly lighted parlors of her father's
Prairie avenue residence that October night
when the glorious harvest moon hung low
in the westeen sky and the base ball cham
pionship lay buried in the dim vista of an
unknown to-morrow. She had been sing
ing for him— this man to whom she had
given her heart such a little time ago in the
sofr£J-ne days, when the kissing zephyrs of
a Chicago summer had blown a week's
washing off the line and her ice-cream
campaign dress, a soft robe of purest white,
which "clung to her Diana-like form in
graceful folds, had sailed away into the
great unknown, y ♦'
At first she had sung gay verses, the
sparkling harmony rippling from iher lips
in a cascade of melody that held Bertie
Cecil spellbound at her art, but after a
little it seemed as though the girl's mood
had changed, for when her fingers had
wandered idly over the key-board of the in
strument for a moment, she had bent her
queenly head forward a little and there
came to Bertie Cecil's ears the words of the
old Scotch ballad:
When the cows come home,
When the cows come home,
Meet me, darling, in the gloaming-
When the cows come home.
It was at the conclusion of the last stanza
that Beryl bad risen from the piano and
moved toward the conservatory.
"Speaking of the cows." said Bertie, in
his rich, manly voice whose every tone
thrilled Beryl's whole being, so madly did
she love him, "reminds me of pleuro-pneu
monia. And it seemed to me, sweetheart,
that you, too, are in danger of catching
cold; you seem *' '.
It was then that the words with which
this chapter opens were spoken.
"But why may 1 not speak?" he con
tinued. "Why may not 1 say to the one
who is all the world to me words which
may save her from suffering?"
"There is no need of caution," replied
Beryl speaking in low. firm tones.
"But you may not.know," he continued.
"Perhaps you are not — "
"Believe me," said Beryl, "there is no
danger — whatever."
The faint suffusion of a blush passed
like a wave across the girl's beautiful face
as she leaned trustfully over Bertie and said
in low, melting tones:
"I am wearing my liver-pad." —
"How Beryl Won the Heat," by Murat
THE LATEST 'I'OPiOAL SONG.
The man that dwells on parallels.
And who divines from curves and line 9
Conjunctions aud eclipses;
Who first asset ts. then controverts
With madness mathcmatic,
A maniac of almanacs
And fallacies erratic.
Wild offenses of sequences
Guess amiss, hypothesis,
Wiggins and emetic.
He tries to make a fresh earthquake
And nature cut in capers;
And always shows, more than ho knows,
Then airs it in the papers.
Should be maintain that it will rain.
The sun shines fair and fickle:
He will co-ipute.the facts refute.
And put him in a pickle.
If he could make the whole earth quako
And raise .in inundation
"Pis said he would, to prove he could
He'd let us be drowned in the sea
Or shattered Into fractions,
If he could thus affirm to us
His lore of nature's actious.
He points the path, cyclonic wrath
Will scour with devastation;
i Ana then a calm proves him a sham,
His prophecies negation.
And should he say, -'Fair be the day,"
'Tis certain to be hazy,"
He's sure to hit the opposite.
I "Oh, Wiggins, you're a dais*"!
' BOYS' AMD CHILDREN'S
$2, $3, $4 and $5
Now is the + im3 to prepare
your boys for cold weather, when j
you can do so at these tremen
dously low prices at
D. S. CLOTHING CO.,
Ccr. Eft & Jac_son Sts., St Paul.
To-morrow, Monday morning, we shall place on our *
Some Rare Bargains in
COLORED DRESS GOODS
At prices whicii will "be of interest to all intending
i purchasers of this class of goods. We will also offer
at our Trimming Counters our
Sierli 75c Quality of Featta Ttiidss
AT 63c PER YARD.
At this counter will also be found complete assortments of
Gimps, Cords, Braids, Tassels and ornaments in black and all
shades. Fur Trimmings, Fur Balls, Tails, Seal Loops, etc., at the
lowest prices in the city.
Winter Hosiery and Underwear!
The cold weather of the past few weeks has create! a demand
in this line of goods, and we are prepared with the largest assort
ment we have ever been able to show. The following lots are all
highly recommended, and are bargains which are not obtainable
Ladies' All Wool Scarlet Vests and Pants, warranted |
cochineal dye, W. & G. finished seams. Price $1 each.
Regular price $1.25.
Ladies' All Wool Scarlet Vests and Pants, warranted
cochineal dye, W. & G. finished seams, $1.25 each.
Regular price $1.50.
Ladies' white Merino Vests and Pants, 50c each. Reg
ular price 65c.
Ladies' extra quality Merino Vests andPants,6sc each.
Regular price 85c.
Men's All Wool Scarlet Shirts and Drawers, $1 each.
Regular price $1.25.
Men's Camel's Hair Shirts and Drawers, $1.25 each.
Regular price $1.75.
Children's Camel's Hair Vests, 35c each for 16-inch size.
Ladies' All Wool Hose, all sizes and colors, special
values at 23c and 28c per pair.
Ladies' Black and Colored Ribbed Cashmere Hose. A
bargain at 42c per pair.
English Cashmere Hose, special line at 50c per pair.
Always sold at 65c.
Children's Ribbed Cashmere Hose from 22c per pair and
We have imported a large quantity of
FRENCH RIBBED HOSE !
With and without Cotton feet, from the celebrated maker, Charles
Gibbey. These goods cannot be surpassed for durability or equaled
in the city in quality and price.
MEN'S FANCY FLANNEL SHIRTS !
Large Variety at Lowest Prices.
Latest Styles in Men's SCARFS and TIES,
From 29c Each and Upwards.
We will place on sale this week, commencing Monday morning :
30 Pieces All Wool Scarlet Trill Flannel at 18c; worth 2Sc
15 Pieces All Wool Scarlet Twill Flannel at 22c; worth 30c
We shall continue the sale of those extra heavy All Wool 6-4
Scarlet Trill Flannels, at 85c and $1 per yard. Worth
$1 and $1.25.
We are showing an Endless Variety of
Embroidered Flannels !
Both in White and Colored and Allovers, which for style and
quality are pronounced by all to be the best. We are still showing
a full line of our Celebrated 90-inch Skirtings, both in plain and
The many attractive values we have to offer make this depart
ment a profitable place to mv -st.
Five cases full size Fine White Wool Blankets, worth $5, at $4
per pair. Special for this week. .■•■ .-
Large assortment of Comfortables at prices to suit all. j
Eider Down Comfortables of our own importation
Eider Down put up in One-pouni Pillows; just the thing for
Cushions and Pillows ior fancy work.
A=*trachan Cloaking and A strachantor Cloak and Dress Trimmings.
SPttCIAL-Ten pieces Ladies' and Children's Cloaking, $2 per
yard; worth $3.
Turcoman Curtains, special values at $4. $8 and $12. ' All-silk
Chenille Curtains, $12 to $25. Velour and Turcoman by the yard
in all the new colorings. : -:'
Special for This Week— out sale of Nottingham
Lace Curtains and Lace by the yard, at lowest prices yet
Re-covering Furniture and Fine Upholstery Work a Specialty.
R. S. GOODFELLOW _ CO.,
247 and 249 Nicollet Avenue,
I NEAR, DEATH'S DOOR.
The Interesting Story Told by a Young
Engineer Now Livinsr in
Why He Dreaded to Have His Most Inti
mate friends Come Near to
A Long and Dreary Winter— The In«
teres tins Statement Made by a
An Interview With a Well-Known
Buyerof Lumber — An Experiment
and Its Result.
Mr. Charles Dion, a young man 25 years o'
age, employed as a stationary engineer at the
corner of Fifth and Kittson streets, and re
siding at the corner of Reaney and Ear]
streets, St. Paul, said to the writer:
•'For at least ten years past I have been in
trouble, and during tho last five or six yean
my trouble has greatly increased. Much oi
the time during tho winter I have been com
pelled to stop work entirely for weeks at a
time. My throat was so sore that I could not
drink cold water at all, but had to heat all the
water that I drank. My throat was ulcerated,
and several doctors tried in vain to cure it up.
I became discouraged with doctoring, for the
doctors, although they would help me a little
at times, did me no lasting good. I then tried
various patent -medicines, but 1 got no help
"By this time," Mr. Dion continued, "I
was in a pitiful condition. I had a severe
pain over my eyes, a ringing in mv ears and
a pain in my chest. When I stooped down sud
denly 1 wouid spit up blood. One doctor
said that I had consumption. He treated me
over a year for that disease, and finally, as I
got no better, he advised me to go East, For
onii winter I la* in bed all the time, and the
least exertion made me throw up blood and
feel terribly weak. My breath was so ban
that I dreaded to have any one come neat
"It was along some time in the first part of
last September that, having read of Dr. Mc-
Coy in the newspapers, 1 went to his office
and placed myself under his treatment. Be
fore I had been treated by him a week the
soreness left my throat and I began to feel a
change for the better. I used to catch cold
whenever I went out doors. Now I don't
catch cold at all. I have been steadily im
proving since I went under Dr. McCoy's care,
and to-day I am quite another man."
WAS IT CONSUMPTION?
And Was the Fear Well <> rounded?—
Three Notable Statements.
Selected from many similar statements, the
three following, from persons well known in
Minneapolis, may be of Interest:
the lumber buyer for Brooks Brothers, and
living at 613 Hoag avenue, Minneapolis, said:
"Ever since my service in the army I have
suffered from chronic catarrah in its worst
form. I had a cough, a pain in the head,
there was a wheezing sound in my chest when
I breathed, and I was growing deaf very fast.
When I lay down at ni^ht I could feel lumps
in my throat which sometimes almost choked
me as I lay upon my , back. , T had
sweats every night, and in the morn
ing my night garment would look as if
it hid been wet with water. I had fits of
coughing and would raise a tough kind of
mucus. Then I would vomit. Often I was
called up at night by fits of vomiting, and lor
years I haven't been able to take anything on
my stomach in the morning. Every once in
a while I took a fresh cold— l seemed to be
forever taking cold and then I would be
worse than ever. Somewhat over a month
ago I went to Dr. McCoy. He cured my deaf
ness entirely. My night sweats stopped. 1
hud do more suffering, no more coughing, nc
more raising of phlegm. My appetite returned
to me, and now I eat a hearty breakfast ev
ery morning. I have no more of the languid,
tired, uneasy feeling that 1 once had. I have
not a symptom left of the nauseating, miser
able disease from which I had suffered foi
twenty years. 1 have been cured com
MRS. WILLIAM F. SOMMERFIELD,
Living at No. 21 Seventh street south. Minne
apolis, said: "For over twenty years I have
been troubled with my throat and head. In
the spring and fall I hays rarely been with
out a cold, my throat has been sore much of
the time, and I could feel the phlegm drop
pins dowu the back of my throat. It was, I
think, about three years ago that I found that
mv catarrhal trouble had extended down into
my bronchial tubes and that I had genuine
bronchitis. I tried changes of climate and
various remedies, but my trouble seemed to
be getting a severer hold on me all the time.
My chest, when 1 lay down, would feel as 11
there was a weight on it. The passage in my
throat seemed to be plugged up. I breathed
with difficulty and with the least exercise I be
came short of breath.' The pain in my chest
would come and go, and I seemed to have
hot hashes over my body. I had a backing
couyh, which seemed to trouble me most
when I got up in the morning. My appetite
was bad and my sleep was broken. Each
winter I -could see I was getting weaker and
my trouble was more pronounced. This fall
I became somewhat alarmed. I feared that I
would have consumption. About two months
ago I went to Dr. McCoy and placed myself
under his treatment. Well, he cured me.
That's about all there is to it. My cough left
me very soon, and so did the pains in _ ij
lungs and chest. I regained sleep, appetite
and stun th, and to-day I don't see but that
I feel as well as I ever did in my life."
MR. E F. KEMP,
of No. 517 Fourth avenue "southeast, said:
" For ten years at least I suffered from ca
tarrh. My nose seemed to be stopped up all
the time. Over the eyes and at times In the
back part of ray head I had a dull, heavy
pain. I presume I was the more alarmed be
cause not long ago my brother had died ol
consumption. He had the raising of phletrm,
the pain in his bead and the cough just as I
did. and the doctors told him that his trouble
was catarrh. Well, he let it run until It ex
tended down into his lungs.and the first thing
he knew be was a hopeless consumptive. H«
died not long ago. 1 tried various remedies,
but they did no good. About two montii
ago I went to Dr. McCoy's office and was ex
amined. Shortly after I went under his
treatment. The pain in my chest which I
had begun to feel, the pain over my eyes and
my cough left me. My appetite returned to
me and I began to feel as well as ever.
Every trace of the catarrh has left me aud I
am a well man."
J. Cresap McCot
Late of Bellevue Hospital, New York, •
Has offices at
No. 489 Broadway, St. Paul,
■'T. . AND AT
"WEST HOTEL BUILDING*
Where ail curable diseases are treated with
success. . All diseases peculiar to the sexes
a specialty. CATARRH CURED.
ALL DISEASES OF THE EVE SKILL
FULLY • TREATED, INCLUDING GRAN
ULAR LIDS, SORE EYES, ETC. THE VARI
OUS EYE OPERATIONS SUCCESSFULLY
PERFORMED. • -
:* CONSULTATION at office or by mail, SI.
Man \y diseases are treated successfully by
Dr. McCoy through the mail, and by this
means many persons unable to make a jour
ney can receive SKILLFUL HOSPITAL
TREATMENT AT THEIR HOMES. a y V
Correspondence receives prompt attention.
No letters answered uucless accompanied
by 4 cents in stamps.
6T. PAUL OFFICE HOURS, 2 to 7:30 P. M.
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