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S all in a lifxtitno
X Jack," says Bill Mar-
iin, knucklin the brine
out of his eves. "And
I iiin't complainin o' grab cr grog
nlmard this 'ere raft, but if the old man
had Ui n so eiiikidcd M to take my ad
v ise ami leave tho cook's cat aboard stid-,-t
h.avin her over the rail goon's
o left port the brig 'u'da-been mak
ia into Boston in another week stidder
h.-viu gone to Davy Jones', and him,
with tho rest of tho crew, cluwin sea
wci'd 'lotigsiclo of hrr. I wouldn't knr
a rule's end for this 'ere turn in the
twit," continued Bill, takin an ex
fr. half hitch in his lashin's, "if I hadn't
mail a date with a shipmet o' mine,
l.ijah Hawkins by name, hailin from
New Bedford, when he's afloat, but now
In in aslioro in tiiem 'ere parts. When
1 pass my word. Jack, it's samo's if I
fii-iicd articles, and that's mor'n I've
untie aWard this crib."
The raft was made of spars and empty
!irii barrels, with a cutdown jib rigged
mi a jury mast forward, and our stores
tiiid dunnage iu a lead colored chest
l.k-hed amidships alongside of the water
i ak. and tho wholo drippin outfit roll
ing on tho seas, climbin up hill and
Mnin info tho trough and clawin off
iie V.ays like a fiddler crab.
Accordin to our reckonin, this was
t in l"th of November (year Mo), and
rl:re days before tho brig Nancy of
1'' inland, from Liverpool into Boston,
villi a cargo of tin plntc, had been
!-rruck by an raster, und the captain had
driven lwr before tho winds for 48
lmnr. under next to bare poles until her
fiirn and main sticks went overboard in
an extra gale, and ber rotten old hull
ji-ir.iT.3 a-leak. When the old man gave
tip the pumps, expectin her to go down
lu iiir.' mortiiii, we provisioned tho two
ciuartcr boats regular, and the captain,
hevin the compass, and Bill Marliu,
b-iu "mate of the Nancy, hevin only
tlie s.hip's barometer to Bail by, the crew
was that crazy to go in the captain's boat
that they swarmed over the side and
Fvamped her before our eyes, leavin
HiU'awl me leanin on tho rail and the
oM man and all hands goin to the bottom-like
lead afore we could bcave 'em
ci much as a rope's end.
Me and Bill eased away the other
hi nit, and when sho struck the water
a rro.-s sea stove her against tho brig
and enis'ned her like an eggshell.
'Shipmet," says Bill, "it ain't fittin
t i p t sea jist yit, and what we've got
t'i d is pump 'cr, " and pump her we
til l all that night, watch and watch,
t ie other on-j lashin tho raft. By morn
in the water had gained nino inches
' a us, and the ship had settled that
much by the side. Bill's face was long,
lmt ho allowed it warn't no use to put
' !T till the raft was shipshapo and her
itnr s lushed proper, so we worked and
pumped till near noon and swung the
win lie outfit overboard by the mizzin
n:;i-t biKiiii and got onto it in our oil
skm jiajamers and clear of the Nancy
in time to see her go down bow on.
When I asked Bill what the nature
'if his engagement with Hawkins of
Ni'W Bedford might lie, he said it was
-'I' ial and religious and included weariu
alongside and licavin aboard a Tbanks-
ci'-'iu dinner, and he had the old man's
' "iii-eiit lieforohand for the cruise ashore.
"I was two year shipmot with Lige
nlmiind a Bedford whaler up north in
" and !, and then I struck him agiu in
I'- aboard a West ludia lime juicer in
!ieit.atiii trade, and com in into Boston
'it time wo had shorn leave together
"M Thatiksgtvin day. and bein New Lng-
land lmru of honest fisherfolks we kept
'ii" day proper, nccorditi to our lights.
T'i" next I mu nof o' Ligo after wo left
'ii- lime juicer was when we saw break
out the Nnncy's cargo alongside tho
Liverpool docks him a-oclobrafin his
Li t rt:iy ashore afore the schooner sailed
J'T New York mid long with 'im a Ka-
MM. FAT fHOK TUB CHEST.
ft:,!ia snilorman what I'd messed with
f'iretinio i m a gnano ship from Callo
rrisco, and after cruisin around with
'""in two nil dny, bein solwr, I made
In date with Lige and seen tho two
nlnard the Lightfoot, which was a three
nanter and a-heavin of her anchor then
and there for to put to sea. "
Bill hevin said them words, a green
combed over his end of tho raft, and
'heu he came up blowin he pulled
Jh" glass otlt of his pocket, and holdin
up he saya, eyin it careful: "She's
Irene up five points, Jack, since we ship
ped, and I 'low she's mndimtiii vox..
quarter's the wind in?" :
"How do I know?" says L "Hain't
the old man got the compass'"
"So he has," says Bill, "and heain't
oeetun oi it either, hevin made port.
I vo been 20 years afore the mast," con
tinued Bill, lookin grieved, "in nigh
Auauy snips, and I've obsarved that
when a sailorman shim - i i
gnierally carries some article in his
dunmgs what he'd better left behind."
The class was ritht ami iw,
set in the sea had moderated perceptibly.
"unKn we were awake all night
securely lashed to the raft, drenched
with salt water and hevin nearly per-
wim com, nope revived at the
COmin of dil.Tiir.ht Tk
. -.v. uo 4 uuuui Hens
hart quieted to long smooth swells; and
uu me ran came np over the port bow
and nut new life intn r ii j
- - " - ' J UUIWIRJU
ourselves from the chest, whore we
had been sittin back to back for eight
hours, and spread the bit of sail and set
uer course west, as there awav New
Bedford lay, and Bill swore while them
Was a biscuit in the looker ha'A A
best to keep his data
iiige Hawkins is an ont and out sea
lawyer." said Bill. "n.rwi ,ihn
- - - wabuv imil B
no use I'd feci more easy in my mind
to knOW she's he.nrliVI firr TUAf-A
Then we ato some pilot bread and dates
.. a t i ...
"" oi me cnest and took a 6wallow of
rum and rnnimneil dnvn tn tho
n " w ...mi fJFca
and 'bacy and took off our oilskin pa
jamers to let the sun have leeway onto
our woolens. Bein refreshed. Bill set
on the chest and tended sheet while I
lay astern and held her across tha cwl la
with a long oar.
'I won't say as I altogether like
this, " remarked Bill between nnllB it
his pipe, "but I tell you, Jack, the next
i-mp i wga aooan uu be alter 1 'zamin
her sticks. It's
was on the Nancy had dry rot into 'em,
uui. io mention tne null.
"I'm triad von're rniwitin tnha-vo tha
chance to sign again, Bill," I said.
in course, cried Bill. "I've been
shippin aboard one tub after another all
my life, and I 'low to koep on doin of it "
tvner iiini me weainer neia lair, with
DlentV of wind astern, mid
the ruft, watch aud watch, and got
WE CAME ALONGSIDE.
our regular sleep. On the sixth day
of tho cruise, which was the 2ith of
tho month, some wreckage hove in sight
dead ahead, and when we made it it
proved to bo the two masts of a schooner
held together by the stays, with booms
and gaffs and main sheets complete aud
all the halliards.
"More dry rot," says Bill, "but I
reckon we better wear ship and tackle to
it. The sea bein calm, wo did so,
aud Bill got off his togs and boarded
the sticks, with a line about his middle
and a meat knife from the chest in his
teeth. It was an all day's job, but with
an occasional dram to keep out tho cold
wo got off the sails and floated the
masts end for end and lashed one on
our starboard side with tho boom across
the stern aud tho other to port with her
boom across the Ijows, and with the gaffs
turned up and gr.yed forward aud rig
ged with canvas we had a craft that no
sea could make under, although it
might sweep us off.
"There," says Bill after we got her
under way, with the sun an hour high
over the port bow, "she may not be fast,
but she's stanch, aud we're b'ilin away
Afore sun set we sighted a ship to lee
ward beatiu up against the wind, and
when she came alongside sho hove to
and sent off a boat.
I was feel in mighty chipper at the
prospect of seeing the American flag
again, but Bill Marliu sat on tho chest
amidships puffing away at his pipe.
"Lower away the mainsail and case
'cr," roared Bill.
I lowered the sail, and the raft laid
to, and by that time the boat swung
alongside, eight oars np, man-o'-war
style, and the starchiest Yankee mate in
the stern that ever sailed out of Boston.
"Come, tumble aboard here, men,"
says tho airy mate, "and be quick about
it There's no room for that chest '.'
"Where ye bound?" says Bill Mar! in,
takin out his pipe and spittin to wind-,
"What's that to you where we'ro
bound?" growls the mate from Boston.
"Look a-hcre," says Bill Martin,
"I've got a date with a shipmet in New
Bedford, and your bow looks to be onto
the wrong end o' the ship. I ain't goin
back to Liverpool,, and yon better git
your boathook out o' my sta'b'ard sail. "
"What time are you due in New Bed
ford on that timber crab?" says the
"On Thanksgivin day," says Bilk
"Whenever that is. "
"Well, that's tomorrow by order of
the governor of the commonwealth of
Massachusetts," says tne mate.
"You might a-missed yer reck'nin,"
"No," said the mate. "Here sa Bos
ton nnner a week old with the proclama
tion in it," and with that he hove the
onto the raft
"Well, where be we anyway, ship-
met?" navs Bill, softemn.
J "We're five days out from Boston,
an the mate.
wind and sea," says Bill, scratchin his
Head and pullin the glass ont of his
pocket and holdin it up.
"Are ye comin aboard or ain't ye?"
roared the mate, standin up in the
. "Stan by, shipmet," says Bill, "and
leave me time to settle. Fair and stiddy
at that Thanks kindly, officer," says
Bill, standin np himself alongside the
chest "The raft keeps her course for
"Anything you're short of?" says the
"I wouldn't refuse a little extra grog
and somethin ready cooked," says Bill.
While we were layin to f or the dona
tion the moon came up off the stern
post, and Bill spelled out the governor's
proclamation. The mate did uncommon
ly well by ns and besides the grog sent
ns a four pound lump of plumdnff. And
the quartermaster who brought it had
been a shipmet of Bill's somewhere in
the China seas, and a finer night with
a fairer wind I never saw aboard ship
than that was time we got under way.
"I never knew any luck come of
changin ships at sea when tho other one
was .goin in the wrong direction, " savs
tsiu, "thotigli I wouldn't mind bourdin
one headed for the 'Merican coast. I
know Lige is layin off for me in Bed
ford, kecpin his date,- aud I 'low to re
port thar socn's I can get ashore."
Somewhere about two bells Bill turn
ed in behind the chest, and in five min
utes he was snorin like a trumpet. The
wind freshened, and tho rafted bowled
along for four hours nt a three knot
gait, aud it must have been past mid
night when I gave the helm to him. It
seemed like I liadu't more than just got
to sleep when Bill woke me up.
"Brace up, Jack," he says, "and lend
a hand. Tlwre's a wreck o' some sort
WHKX WE .T ItOWS TO THE SftSKAD.
layin off the sta'bo'rd bow, and I 'ov
to sheer up and board 'er. "
Suro enough, not two miles away
was a hull layin rather low in the
water, with the niizzenniast standin.
"I've had my eye outo her for aa
hour," says Bill, ' aud I m a lcbbcr if
sho don't belong to the two sticks we
como up with this morniu."
The wind was fallin off, and we beat
up slow. When I turned out, she was
clean cut against the sky, her mizzen
mast swayin acrccs the stars, but by the
time we made her it was gettin day
light. Tho sea was like oil when we
came alongside and hitched onto her fore
chains aud climbed on deck.
"I ain't denyin," says Bill, "that
there's comfcrt in standin 014 solid oak
agiu, and she aiu't co bad stove, but I
reckon we could work her by riggin
someo' our spare canvas forrid. Jist you
leer inter the galley. Jack," says Bill,
"and I'll spy out the cabin."
With that he went rollin aft till he
pitched up alongside the stumps of tho
"More dry rot. Jack, just like I told
ye," roared Bill, lookin back.
That minute I near fell over into the
chains, for up out of the cabin compan
ion behind Bill was a human head as
bald ns a grape shot.
"What the h 1," says tho head,
aud Bill was that skared, being power
ful superstitious, that he started to run
and caught his toe in the main hatch
and rolled over on the deck. The bald
headed man came ont in his shirt, with
a belay i a pin in his band, snortin like
a porpoise. "Why don't ye speak a
ship afore ye board her?" says he, cuss
in awful, and then he threw up bis
bands and dropped the pin.
"My God, forgive me!" he says. "It's
"What ef 'tis?" says BilL getrin on
his pins, mighty sore and put out "What
sort of a d d blue nored sea lawyer
of a-walkin ghost -be you anyway to
shoot up out of a wreck and nigh skeer
the life out o' two honest sailormen off en
a raft and them swamped and starvin?
I'm a fo'eastle cat stuck in tar ef I
didn't think better o' you, Lige Haw
kins," and with that they fell a foul of
each other, waltzin all over the deck,
and while they was at it the Kanaker
sailorman walked his black legs out of
the companionway and began to dance
around the two.
"Today's the day, " says Bill, punchin
Lige in the chest and gettin the Boston
newspaper out of his oilskins. "There's
the governor's proclamation. Read it "
" Well, I'm d d!" says Lige, leerin
at it upside down.
After Bill shook hands with the Kana
ker man from the. jruano ehti ho injtro-
dueeanioull round and explained to
Hawkins how we had left the Nancy
and how we had refused to go on board
the ship for Liverpool the uig'.it before.
By that time the sun was light in up
Hawkins' bald bead, and he a-gapin at
Bill, with his breeches in his hand,
which the nigger had brought to him.
"Now," says BilL "what be you lay
in here for, Lige Hawkins, and what's
become of the skipjter and the crew of
"What am I layin here for?" savs
Hawkins. "I'm a-waitiu for a ship into
Boston. The old man and the rest o' the
hands went aboard a bark .bound into
Bristol two weeks ago, and wanted me
to go along with them, but I told 'em
I'd seo 'em d d first, hevin a date
with a shipmet in New Bedford on the
"Git into yer togs," says BilL
"We've got a chest full of pluniduff and
grog aboard the raft "
The Lightfoot was loaded with wool
and some light merchandise, and when
the crew left her Hawkins said the sea
was so rough tho skipper expected her to
swamp, aud it was all they could do to
get off the men. There was uo lack of
provisions and stores on board, aud the
Kanaker man and I turned in aud did
the cookin, and Bill nailed the govern
or's proclamation to the mizzt nmast
"Business is business, " says BilL
"What's the bloomiu cargo worth,
"Nothin where she lays," says Haw
kins, sorreyful. "If we had her into
port, she'd be good for $100,000. It's a
pity, Bill, so 'tis, bnt there ain't a yard
or canvas onto er."
"That 'u'd be f -25, 000 apiece, alio win
four lays into 'er share and share," savs
"Waal, " says Hawkins, "what of it?"
"Nothin," says Bill, "only I've
brought along two mainsails aud yer
And with that the two went down
the fore chains onto the raft
By dinner time they had got a new
set of sails onto the mizz nmast, hoist
ed the chest on board and laid their
plans for riggin light canvr forward
and takin tho prize into New York, all
of which we afterward did.
When we sat down to the spread on
deck, besides tho ' plumduff and the
grog, we had soup and salt juukand
marmalade and coffee, aud Bill said,
oonsiderin of what we'd gone through
and what we had before us, he'd be will
in to give a small lay into the cargo
for a sea parson to say grace outo the
When we had cleared the board, we
brought out the pipes and bacy from
the chest, and all hands 'lowed we had
plenty to be thankful for.
"I'm a plain sailorman," says Bill
Marlin, "and a yo heave ho, but when I
makes a date with a shipmet I'm goin
for to keepit if so be I can, and the same
for Lige Hawkins from New Bedford
town, and a yo heave bo, heave ha "
BREAKING THE WISHBONE,
Wfca to Lw the Wtafc am
A charming younn widow who wants
to tweak a wish bona with you is one
of whom you should beware. She
is very tantalizing, chic, clever, and,
oh, so awfully sorry you didn't set
your wishl The young widow is a
mind reader and knows just what
your thoughts are while you are hold
ing the bone and looking down into her
eyes. If you have to look np into a
widow's eyes, there may be some hope
for you, but when she looks np and yon
look down she can read every one of
your thoughts. By the way, there is
only one, only has been one, only can
be one, thought passing through a man's
mind when he is breaking a wishbone
with a charming young widow posses
si on! She knows it as plainly as though
written indelibly upon your forehead.
That is her particular forte. And when
you break the bone and find yourself
possessed of the short end she will look
up into your eyes with a look that will
cause your poor back hair to crimp and
say, with that pitying tone of voice
never so well modulated as by a widow:
"I am so sorry yon lost!"
No matter what the after result of
good dinner may bring forth, yon can
not help bnt hie yourself away to some
quiet resort obscure from prying and
meddling eyes and bury your disap
pointment iu beer, books or bines.
But when you break a wishbone with
a sweet young girl it is a very different
thing. Sweet young girls' hearts were
made to be broken like the wishbone.
You secure a deal of paradise while
breaking bones with a sweet young girl,
whereas you get generally wormwood
and gall when you break bones with a
fair widow. You throw all your art
into the act of breaking a bone with a
yonng girl, but when you break a bone
with a fair widow you throw your heart
in against her art, and she beats yon
nine times out of ten.
The best place to break a bone with
a fair widow is in the corner of a snug
sitting room, with the lights turned
low. A mau's heart fire glows more
vividly upon his cheeks then; also it is
more fun fur the widow. Hie quite pre-
' I AM SO StUlUT TOf LOST."
fers earnestness of purpose and is ever
reaily for a tilt of hearts atrainst arts.
You uiiiht win a prize in the lottry of
life if you would break a bone with a
fair young girl with your heart as fixed
upon the one purpose possession as
it was with the widow.
Did you ever break a bone with a
staid old aunt whose fortune yon hoped
to possess? If yon lose your wish, your
fortune is made, for she'll put you
down a a real nice nephew without
sordid fancies, but if you win she'll
pierce you with a look and sav:
"I expected you wanted me to hurry
up mid die.
Always make it a point to lose your
wish when breaking a bone with an ex
pectant aunt who has a fortune.
W hen a colored gentleman breaks the
wishlione of a turk-y. he always throws
the shorter end over his left shoulder.
That means that he wishes next year's
hen aud turkey roosts will not be locked
nor guarded by a bulldog.
My wife broke a bone with me last
Thanksgiving. She won her wish, but
has not got it. I haven't been very wit
ty this season; hence have not written
the way to that sealskin sack. H. S.
The kind word, costing the giver but
little, may make glad a lifetime.
A word may be an illuminated
thought and become the most treasured
Some there are whose kiudness is so
delicately rendered as to make it beyond
That creed that is lived out in freely
caring for others and doing kind deeds
is not to lie doubted.
The heart has a language that records
deeds as well as words, according to its
The Joy of It.
ThankxfrivtiiK' dny Is almost gone.
And pcarr reiimn overbiwd.
And mthT' frtyht owa nwoet boy
Is trundled off to lied.
Yet what are those unearthly sounds
That pw-roe the midnight air?
And what's that thmbinns noixo we bear
Come running down the ulairt
It Is our little houwhold pet.
Who toMM a twin high
And nm an uniiiual fight
With turkey and miaee pia.
Wife tgazieg at the baby) Think,
darling, how much we have to bu thank
ful for this Thanksgiving.
Husband That's sa It. might have
V i V ' - - u.jr
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II lTWl-g-rT M H
ry HAN KSGI VINO day is
gff n"l ith equal and uni-
lonn nengm oy ine lovers
I of turkey and the lovers of
footbalL In fart, the hon
or of this ever pleasant
and interesting festival are
divided between the rich and tooth
some biped and the almost nniversal
pigskin sphere. After the turkey, the
plum pudding; after the plum pudding,
which soothes and sustains one like the
kiss of a summer girl by the moonlit
sea, the football.
Some men go from the oocntrv to the
city to pee a game of footbalL while
others go from the city to the country.
when there is no game, to shoot birds.
But tbey all cat tnrker if this divine
bird comes within their pecuniary reach.
The Etbiop who is so unfortunate as to
have no pecuniary reach worth speak
ing of tunst depend upon his natural
reach to penetrate the foliaze of his
neighbor's tree and pluck therefrom the
moonlit fowl as a watermelon or a
Bart lett pear. Some men will eat corned
beef and Irish stew on Thanksgiving day
and imagine that tbey are doing the day
ana tnemsclve justice, risen men are
moral monsmwitif-s that deir analvsis.
Those who would attempt to fathom
them and arrive at an intelligible and
satisfactory solution could make more
money writing visiting cards with a tel
egraph office pen. Not more vain would
it be to attempt to preserve in musical
notation tho spirited barcarole of the
overripe Novenjher pig or to attempt to
sound the depths of a country plumber
sophistry with an ordinary plumb line.
Ibe old fan tailed gobbler will no
more strut about the farmyard with the
dignity and hauteur 'if a retail floor-
wal ker. No more will bo wave bis great
scarlet wattles like a danger signal pre
paratory to chasing the small boy, m-ho
would make him the nnm-illing recip
ient of a bnek't of cold water. No more
ill be sit in a statu no an ball on the
old elm and look wistfully over the
russet enrufiold. whose farrows are pie
tureoquely punctuated with dull gold
pumpkins. He has lieard the whining
winds of autumn rustling in the rosy
foliage and bis blazing aide whiskers
for the last time. Yesterday be was full
of hope. Today be in full of rbestnata,
and his drumsticks plav a solo of Joy on
the souls of the people congregated about
the table, especially that of the small
boy, whoweeyes throb with joy and who
is as Tailor anticipation as the turkey
is full of dressing. What a beautiful
study is the old gobbler as he lies upon
tbe platter. I iron Bed to a crisp, with bis
white meat shining through bis tawny
envelope that ever and anon t Teaks
with a sound that sends ripples of soft
est mosio across the lilied miUpondi
01 our souls!
When the turkey is so good. It is no
wondiT that be usurps that portion of
our inner man usually set apart for
plum pudding or pumpkin pia The
man who likes plum pudding botUr
than turkey, if such a man exists.
should not fail to change matters by
patting the last first and the first last
A Shanghai on Thanksgiving day
scratches gravel in the background of
oblivion. He is more remote and ob
cure than is a baseball player in the
height of the skating season or a furrier
in the sweltering dogdav.
Thanksgiving day is a day of tender
dreams that fill our souls with Sweetest
music. Usually it is a still, gray day.
during which the dark, leafless trees
stand sharply etched against a liquid
atmosphere iu which you can hear the
partridge drum and the blue jay squawk
a mile away. The smoke curls from the
old farmhouse straight into the air, and
from its quaint windows the crow can
be seen circling wistfully over the old
cornfield, with outspread wings, as if
fearing to break the silence of the scene.
And the old farmer is thankful that bis
sons have come back to spa-ad this festal
day with bim at their old homo. Tin y
are delighted, for once more they scent
the roasting gobbler and dream of
cracking the wishbone again, just
they did when small boys. And again
they will have the dear old nightmare
in the attio room that is colder than the
barn in winter and butter than the po
tato patch in summer. But they are
really no happier than those who cele
brate the day in a New York flat that
is so small that it does not furnish suffi
cieut elbow room to cane a turkey and
therefore compels the family to have a
fricassee or a canned turkey, neither of
which is a dish equal to the require
ments or so glurious an occasion.
The only time that Thanksgiving Is
not a success is when the turkey is so
tough that the only way it can be dis
jointed seems to be Vy blasting it
with dynamite. Such a turkey fills the'
conscientious housewife with horror and
makes her register a vow to ever after
subject the turkey to a thorough drub
bing with a rolling pin in the .same way
that she does the average 'mustang
steak. 1 A turkey should be treated. in
this fashion before the dressing is in
aerted or not at alL Yet the gobbler is a
peerless classic fowl that does more for
Thanksgiving day than Thanksgiving
aay aoea lor mm, and we should cher
ish the sweet associations that surround
him from the reoo-Koman with his
drumsticks to the tag of war with bis
chaste enameled wishbone.
B K. MtKTrnucx.
A Great Mi staked
A recent dlaOoretr I that fceadarthe.
dtizlneaa, dullneaa. eonfaidaa of tits tblaSJ
et.-.. are dua to araojieinrtit caT alia avrra
renter arbira supply Iba brala With tarrvaj
fnmrt that Indignation. dyoarfKla. nrerabrua.
meat uf Um acrve eeauvaMpnlyltur tbeasor
r sit" a!! a aerrr Su Id or t or. Th U la 1 1 kewtoj
rue of nuany aiiirani'n I lie bran and la
Tlt tMine kf .-Ulalika a tUtlecrauh
mn ail) be n-aa t tim acfirniraajfl
III. 1 M JlIO
lii lines a r
Um wrv,- rhi-
f'"ti fma tb
tierve rrat-r to
ere7 timet uC tlm
ldv. lust a b
rk-ci rk-ounwii U
1 a m Kitnin
ire to ever w
latSm. lars r
pr-tan fail 10
nard tliU fart;
Instead tit trat-
Inf 1 im m-rre--B
l-n fi ir ihf-auia
at lu tlMnrdta
tlH-y treat Uia
f per lalUt and
rtudetit T nerueaa 4Iwkv and anttme
of Uiauy asHeo: tnaa hr. ir tatTuu-t.
mmn hio rvaua-4 ijh i rum ! ! nrva
Mateuirtit. and tiU Koaluratl" Nt-rvlo
to preum-d a that firitw-litta. Ia Mtrntx
in -uiin all dl-'a-- aiMnc fftmi 4iTatii .
fM-tit iIm tM-rvtu r-ni I MKirr
ful. a I tie lHMiaaMl " taunulieilxd i4imo.
a'.al In tmmm-m um4 1 1 cKtif mjy manufa.
tot lus Ibe ntnndjr aniuly pnutn.
Or. MJ.V iM-Kturauv- iiw l a reliable
reus-df fur all (mtvum dlxeaae. tti aa
tn-aua be. aMtt-iua ila-hllnir. iina.ira.tkia.
sli-.ie.!,C". (Jlulueaa iiyx.-ria. m iiuJ Ot
tinny. M. itu. dauer. -illfi-r. It as
Id lr all drucctxiotiu a iiuv- ruraii.
iirimditHili (Im- ih-. iin W.-umiU
r-iauan. ma..m nfi!i amor. 94 fu r imm
He. fit tKMila-a !. (a, -im n-iaid.
Ka-.irailra " t "f'rnT't'n ST
IMaica ur daticctwua (Irtua. . 1
JOS. A. D AinEL LI D.
Successor to I rs. Stackhouse
Ir. Haniel has bail charge of, an!
tier son ally treated alt patients who
isve taken treatment at the cifijoesof
I Irs. MacLhouse A Haniel since their
removal to lavenon.
lie will continue to give bis en.
tire attention to the special lines of
practite in which be Las been so suc
cessful. Dr. Daniel will nulilish no
more prson al statements from ta-
tients in these columos;but will pub.
lish in book form testimonials and
other information for those desirinsr
medical aid. Xo names published if
so desired. Call or send stamp for
Joseph A. Daniel, M. D.t
tWices Mct'ullou";h Building.
121 West Third Street,
Davenport, . Iowa.
SMCUL USES ir PRACTK E AaOiaia
raiarrii, dlaraa of Ibe rvr. ear. aac. Uiroai,
lunra aa4 rtomaeti; bloud and akla dlaraara.
SuccMtal inKaunrat bf aiail. ami Urn aa4t
ana aynipuw uauia.
CoatuHaUca and rumination free.
Ofliee Hours 9 a. m. to It m., 2 to
4 and 7 to H p. m. Sundsv 2 to 3 n.
now at alnod - tiow rn
n.irrd Imiw pin nat.
irdinary nrlw oa lhy.
a my wiuwA u-U yoa ;
Iba dor tor ran a or
rnot : but all tba aauM
you wlxh to kaow. lour
ara IIm Kry to Ufa an
Ifa rrnrridartina. Caar
lava bara tb truth. Kwrt auaa a-ka
ih rraaia arsuaj vlnr KM tamtafb folly.
ard-rbiiiuraihramab by aaturcor waiSad.
ty dl laaati, abmild arrltr for our aialnil baU
-IVrfrt Manhood. Sit cliacgtt. ddrvaS
IZll CIZ',211 t7H Csfftls, at?:
Vinc3 ncd Liqucm.
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tf' Cs ,
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