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TJfcjg AJiQUtt. FRIDAY, AUGUST 14. ieC3.
'0 da worl am roan an d. wort km wide
ykr&, raraaiabar fvur rbillua is de id urn in t
'' a aitfhry loag way op a mountain aide,
An d jjr ain't no plan wbar de alonrn kin bid,
Whea de Lord cume In dtf'iuornm."
With a plaintive quirk of the voice
the singer paused, gayly flicked the
strings of the banjo, theu put her hand
flat upon them to stop the vibration and
smiled round on hr admirers. The
gri'iip were applauding heartily. A
chorus said. "Another verse, please,
Mrs. Ik tlor."
"Oh. that's all I know, I'm afraid."
wiis the reply. " I haven't sung it for
years und years, and I should have to
think t' hard ns no, believe me, I
can't remember any more. I wish I
A murmur of protest rose, but there
came through the window faintly yet
clearly a man's voice:
"txx.k cn an l.k anion.
Pro ou harden n li roon"
The brown eyes of the woman grew
larger. Ther ran through her smile a
kind of frightened surprise, bat she did
not start nor act as if the circumstance
Oue of the men in the room Baron,
an honest, blundering fellow started
toward the window to see who the
prompter was, but the host of iutui
tive perception saw thut this might
not be agreeable to their entertainer
and suld quietly: "Don't go to the win
dow, ttaroa. See, Mrs. Detlor is going
Baron sat down. There was an in
stant's pause, in which Cieorgo Hagar,
the host, felt a strong thrill of excite
ment. To him Mrs. Detlor seemed in a
dream, though her lips still smiled und
her eyes wiuidered pleasantly over the
heads of the company. Hie was looking
at none of tliein, but her body was bent
slightly toward t ho window, listening
with it, as thn deaf ami dumb da
Her Augers picked the strings lightly,
then Warmly, und her voice rose, clear,
quaint nnd high:
"Ixmk np an look anmn.
Fn nn tmnlra oa d groan,
Uen' h np an git dn crown.
When iln Ixnl romn in da morn I li
lt hru l Lord romrt In da tnornln!"
The voire had that strange pathos,
veined with humor, which marks most
negro hymns nnd songs, so that even
those present who had never heard an
Americanised negro sing wvre impress
ed and grew almost painfully quiet,
till the voice fainted away into silence.
With the lust low impulsion, how
ever, the voire from without Is-gau
again a if in reply. At the first note
one of the young girls present made
start for the window. Mrs. Detlor laid
a hand upon her arm. "No," she said,
"you will spoil the effect Let us keep
tip tho mystery. "
There was a Strange, puzzled look on
lier fare, apparent most to George Ha- j town of Ilerridon among the hills and
jfar. The others only saw the lacquer of , moors, set apart for the idlo and ailing
amusement, summoned for the mo- ' of this world. Of the world literally,
mcnt's tise. I for there might be seen at the pump-
"Sit down," she added, and she drew ' room visitors from every point of the
he young girl to her feet and passed compass Hindoo gentlemen brought by
an arm rnuud her shoulder. This was sous who utn their legal dinners near
jdeasant to the young girl. It singled Temple Bar; invalided officers from
lier out f a notice which would make Hongkong, Bombay, Aden, the Gold
lier friends envious. I Couft aud otherwhere ; Auitralian squat-
It was nt n. song coming to them ters and their daughters; attaches of
from without not a melody, but a kind foreign embassies; a prince from the
tif rh.int, hummed first in a low souo- straits feicti lenient; priests without
Tons tone, and then riing and falling in number from the northern counlics;
vrrird undulations. Tlw night was still, N-ntch manufacturers; ladies wearied
und the tree at Hie window gave forth from the London season; artists, actors
a sound like the monotonous a-shof und authors, expected to do at inopjs.r
rain. The chant continued fur about a tune times embarrassing things, and
minute. While it lasted Mrs. Detlor sat very many front Oolnmhia, happy laud,
motionless and her hands lay lightly on who go to Hcrridon as to Westminster
the shoulders of the young girl. Bagnr to see the ruins.
dropped his fool on the tl h r at march- It is difficult for Ilerridon to take its
tug intervals by instinct he had caught t visitors seriously, and quite as difficult
'at the tiM-auingof the sounds. When the ( for the visitors to take Ilerridon seri
Toice had nnislieri, Mr pethr raised ously. That is what the stranger
her head toward the window with a ' thought as he tramped back aud forth
quick, pretty way she, had. her eyes . from point to point through the town,
much shaded by the long luslic. Her i He hud only been there 12 hours, yet he
lips Were part iil in th smile which ' was familiar with the place. He had
bad made both men and women call
lier merry, amiable and fascinating.
"Yon don't know what it is, of
course, " she sail. looking round, as
though the occurrence had been ordi-
HtTjln'Hn ptchril tht rtrimm hiUlly.
Aary. "It is a chant hummed by the
negro woodcutters of Louisiana as they ,
tramp homeward in the evening. It is '
imv ianft it?"
"It's a rum thing," said one thev
called the Prince, though Alpheus Rich
tnond was) the name by which his god
mother knev him. ' But who's the gen
tleman behind the scenes in the green
worn?" As be stir this be looked or tried to
aook knowingly at Mrs. Detlur, foe
CtPiBiiHTT1-' Tt AUTM0
the Prince desired preatly to appear fa
miliar with people and things theatric
al, anil lint. Iit-tlnr knew many in the
actor and artist world.
Mr. Lt-t!or smiled in his direction,
but the slink- was not reassuring. He
wal, however, delighted. He alniust
aked lier tlj- and thera to ride with
hiiu ou the morrow, but lie remembered
that he could drive luueh better thau lie
could ride, aud. iu the pause necessary
to think the matter out, the chance
paswd he could not concentrate him
self i :isilr.
"Ye. Who iii it?" said the young girl.
"Lord, I'll find nut," said the flaring
Alplioux, a jeweled hand at hia tie as he
But their host had mudo up his mind.
II did not know whether Mn, IVtlor
diil did not recognize the voice, hut
he felt that she did not wish the mutter
to p fart her. The thing was irregular
if hi were a stranger aid if he were
not a stranger it lay with Mrs. Detlor
whether he should be discovered.
There was a curious stillness in Mrs.
D. tlnr's manner, as though she were
waiting further development of the in
cident. Her mind was in a whirl of
m.-iuorie. There was a strange thump
ing sensation in her head. Yet who was
to knrftv that from her manner?
She could not help flashing a look of
thaulM to linear when he stepped quick
ly between the Prince and the window
aud sai l iu what she called his light
"No, no. Hichmond. Let us keep up
the illusion. The gentleman has done
ns a service : othiTwisu we hail lost the
lct h-tlf of Mr. Detlor's song. We'll
not put him at disadvantage."
"Oh. but look here, Hagar," said
the other protest ingly as he laid his
hand upon the curtains.
Few men could resist the quiet de
cision of Hagar's manner, though he
often laughed that, having but a poor
opinion of his will as he know it. and
believing that he acted firmness with
out possessing it, save where ho was
purely selfish. He put his hands in his
pocket carelessly, and said iu a low,
decisive tone, "Don't do it, if you
ploilHP. ' '
But ho smiled, too, so that others,
now gossiping, were unaware that the
words were not of as liht comedy as
the manner. Hagar immediately began
a g ncral conversation aud asked Boron
to siiig "The U.tai.s o' Bull Lomond,"
fi-oliug sure that Mrs. Detlor did not
wi.sli to sing ngaiu. Again she sent him
J a quick look of thanks and waved her
nngers 111 proiesr. 10 uiose wno were urg-
ing her. She clnpped her hands as she
saw Huron rise, and the others, for po
liteness sake, could not urge her more.
For the stranger. Only the morning
of that day he had arrived at the nrettr
the instincts and the methods of the
true traveler. He never was guilty of
sightseeing in the usual sense. But it
was his huliit to get general outlines
fixed at once. Iu Paris, in London, he
had taken a map. had gone to some cen
tral spot, and had studied the cities
from there; hail traveled in different
directions merely to get his bearings.
After that he was quite at home. This
was singular, too, for his life had been
of recent years much tint of the brutcn
tracks of civilization. He got the out
lines f H rridon in un hour or two,
mi by evening he could have drawn a
pretty accurate chart of it, loth as to
detail and from the point of a birds
eye view ut the top of ihe inir.
The moor had delighted him. Ho
looked away to all quarters and saw
hill and valley wrapped in that green,
lie saw it under un almost cloudless
cy, and he took off his hat and threw
ins grizzled head back with a boyish
"It's good good enough!" he said.
"I've hccu so much country all on edge
that this is like getting a peep over the
wall on the other side the other side
of Jordan. Aud yet that was God's
country with the sun on it, as Gladney
noncl to ir ivv T rieril!"
He dropped his eyes from the prospect
before him and pushed the sod and
ling with his foot musingly. "If I had
been in Uladney's place, would I have
done as he did, aud if he bad been iu
my place would he have done as I did?
Uuc thing is certain, thcre'd have been
bad luck fur both of ns, this way or
J.at, with a .cman in the equation.
il-j TTis a Ico! that's tne v.-ay it look
up and I was a liar to all appear
in !3. and there's no heaven on earth
tor either. I ve teeu that all along the
line. One thing is sure, Gladney has
reached, as in his engineering phrase
he'd say. the line of saturation, and I
tho line of liver, thanks be to Loudon
and its joys! And now for sulphur wa
ter and damnation!'
This Lust word was not the real end
to the sntcnce. lie had, while lighting
his cigar, suddecly remembered some
thing. He puffed the cigar fiercely and
immediately drew cut a letter. He stood
looking at it for a miuutc and present
ly let go a long breath.
"So much for London and getting
out of my old tracks I Now. it can't go
for another three days, and he needing
the dollars. I'll read it over again
anyhow. " He took it out and read:
"Chetr up, and get out of the hospi
tal us soon as you can and cuuie over
yoarself. And remember in the future
that you can't foul about the fire escapes
of a 18 story flat as yon can a straight
foothill of the Kockies or a Lake Supe
rior silver mine. Here goes to you
fl.OOU (per draft), aud please to recall
that what's mine is yours, and what's
yours is your own, and there's a good
big sum that'll be yours, concerning
which later. But take care of yourself,
i-r v7 l r-
lit ttcful Jiuihlmj of it fur a minute.
Gladiuy. You can't drown a mountain
with tlif squirt of a rattlesnake's tooth;
you can't flood a memory with cognac.
I 've tried it. For (iod's sake don't drink
any more. What's the use? Smile in the
seesaw of the knives. You ccn only be
kilUrt occe. and. believe me, there's
twice the fun in taking bad luck naked,
as it were. Do you reiuemlxr the time
you and I and Jfcd Bas.setr, the H B.
company's man, struck the camp of
blood.; on tlie Gray Goose river? llow
the squaw lied and said he was the
tradi r that dropped their messenger iu
a hot. spring, and they began to peel
Ned before our eyes? How hp said as
they drew the iirst chip from his shoul
der, Tell the company, boys, that it's
according to the motto on their flag,
Pro PelleCutem skin For Skin?' How
the woman bucked down, and ho get off
with a strip of his ieil (.'osier How the
nieui-'ine man took little bits of us j-nd
the red niggers?, too, and put them on the
law place and lis-.d him up again?
Well, that' the way to do it. and if
you come up smiling every time yoa get
yonr Miund of flesh ou way or another.
Play the game with a clear head and a
little insolence. Gladney, and you won't
find the world so bud at its worst.
"So much for so much. Now for the
commission you gave me. I'd rather it
had been unything else, for I think I'm
the last mail in the world for duty
where women arc concerned. That reads
queer, but you Luow what I mean. I
menu that women puzzle me, and I'm
apt to take them too literally. If I
brand yonr wife, and she wasn't a
straightforward as you are, Jack Glad
ney, I'd as like as not get things in a
tangle. You know I thought it would
be 1 letter to let things sleep resurrec
tions are uncomfortable things mostly.
However, here 1 am to do what's possi
ble. What have I done? Nothing. I
haven't found her yet. Yoa didn't want
mo to advertise, and I haven't. She
hasn't been acting for a long time, aud
no one si-cms to know exactly where
she is. She wits traveling abroad with
some pinple called Bratiscomhes, nnd
I'm going to scud a letter through their
agent. We shall see.
"Lastly, foe business. I've floated tho
Aurora company with a capital 'if $1,.
000,000, and that ought to carry the
thing for iU we want to do. So be joy
ful. But yon shall have full particulars
next inaiL I'm just off te Ilerridon for
the waters. Can you think it, Gladney
Mark Telford, late of the H. B. C.",
coming down to that? But it's a fact.
Luncheons and dinners in Loudon, E.
C, fiery work, und so it's sta'-d by the
halyard for bad weather! Once more,
keep your nose np to the wind, and be
lieve th:t I am always, " etc.
He read it through, dwelling here
and there as if to reconsider, and, when
it was linished, put it back into his pock
et, tcre up the envelope and let it fall
to the ground. Presently he said: "I'll
cable th" money over and send the let
ter on next mail.' ttrange that I didn't
think of cabling yesterday. However,
it's all the same."
So saying, he came down tho moor in
to tfie town and sent his cable, then
went to his hotel aud had dinner. Aft
c r dinner he again went for a walk. He
was thinking hard, and that did not
render him less interesting. He was
tall nud muscular, yet not heavy, with
a lean dark face, keeu, steady eyes, and
dignified walk. Ho wore a black soft
felt hat and a red silk sash which just
pecied from beneath his waistcoat in
all. striking, yet net bizarre, and nota
bly of gentlemanlike maimer. What ar
rested attention mo.-t. however, was his
voice. People who heard it invariably
tnrred to look or listened from sheer
pleasure. It was of such penetrating
clearness that if he spoke iu on ordinary
tone it earritd far. Among the Indians
of the Hudson Bay company, where
ho had been for sis years or more, he
had been known a Mau of the Gold
TLroat, aud that leug before ha was
railed by the negroes on hia father's
&iantation in tne souincrn scutes iattio
Marse Gabriel, b-sase Gabriel's horn,
tiier rhnno-ht r.iret fae like his voice
"only mo' so, an dat chile was bawn to
. . , , , . ,,
tide on de golden mule.
You would not, from his manner or
voice or dress have called him an Amer-
lean, lou mignt nave aaxu ne was a
K..iviuuu ". with a mu or ironical laughter. He
or iji. or a successful r.uncr from Cen- looted mnnd him. He saw in the road
tral America who had more than a two or thrf pp who hild at.
touch of Spanish blood m his veins. He trneted bv the music. They seemed so
was not at all the type from over sea curious merelv. so apathetic his feel
who are iu evidence at wild west shows. wore playing at fnli tide. To him
or as poets from a western Lion, who ride tllPy Wore tho id j intrusive spectators
in the Row with sombrero, cloak and i of his ,rouble. All cls0 WM dark about
Jiesican sacaie. inaeea, a cenam om
cer of Indian infantry, who had onco
picked up some irregular French iu
Egypt and at dinner made remarks ou
Telford's personal appearance to a pret
ty girl beside him. was confused when
Telford looked up and said to him in
admirable French: "I'd rather not, but
I can't help hearing what you say, and
I think it only fair to tell you so. These
grapes are good. Shall I pass them?
Poole made my clothes, and Lincoln is
my hatter. Were you ever in Paris?'
The slow, distinct voice came floating
across the little table, and ladies who
that day had been reading the last
French novel and could interpret every
word and tone smiled slyly at each oth
er or held themselves still to hear the
sequel; the ill bred turned round and
stared; the parvenu sitting at the liead
of tho table, who had lieen a foreign
buyer of some Loudon firm, chuckled
coarsely and winked at the waiter, and
Baron, the Afrikander trader, who sat
next to Telford, ordered champagne ou
the strength c.f it. The bronzed, weath
er worn face cf Telford showed imper
turbable, bnt his eyes were struggling
with a strong kind of humor. The offi
cer flushed to the hair, accepted the
grapes, smiled foolishly, and acknowl
edged swallowing the reflection on his
accent that he had been in Paris.
Then he engaged in close conversation
With the young lady besido him, who,
however, sceiuud occupied with Telford.
This quiet, keen young lady. Miss Mil
dred Murgravc had received an impres
sion not of the kind which her sex con
fide to each other, but of a graver qual
ity.. She was a girl of sympathies and
The evout increased the interest aud
respect felt iu the hotel for tats stran
ger. That he knew Fttnch was not
strange. He had been a r 11 educated as
a boy and had had his hour with the
classics. His godmother, who had been
in the household of Prince Joseph Bo
naparte, taught him French from the
time he could lisp, and, what was dan
gerous in his father's eyes, filled him
with bits of poetry and flue language,
so that he knew Heine, Ilacine and Be
ranger and many another. But this was
made endurable to the father by the
fact that, by nature, the boy was a war
rior aud a scapegrace, could use his fists
as well as his tongue, and posed as a
Napoleon with the negro children in the
plantation. He was leader of the revels
when th? slaves gathered at night iu
front of the huts and made a joy of
captivity and sung hymns which sound
ed like profane music hall songs, and
songs with an unction now lost to the
world, even as Shakespeare's fools are
lost that gallant company who ran a
thread of tragedy through all their jest
ing. Great things had been prophesied for
this youth in the days when he sat up
on an empty treacle barrel with a long
willow rod in his hand, a cocked hat on
his head, a sword at his side a real
sword once belonging to a little Bona
parte and fiddlers and banjoists be
neath him. His father ou such occasions
called him Young King Cole.
All had changed, aud many things
had happened, as we shall see. But oue
thing was clear this was no wild man
from the west. He had claims to be
considered, and he was considered. Peo
ple watched him as he went down over
the esplanade and into quiet streets.
The little occurrence at the dinner table
had set him upon a train of thoughts
which he had tried to avoid for many
years. On principle he would not dwell
ou the past. There was no corrosion, he
said to himself, like the memory of an
ugly deed. But the experiences of the
last few days had tended to throw him
into the past, and for once he gave him
self up to it.
Presently there came to him thesonnd
of a ban jo not an unusual thing at Iler
ridon. It had its mock negro minstrels,
whom, hearing, Telford was anxious to
offend. This banjo, he knew at once,
was touched by lingers which felt them
as if born on them, and the chords were
such as are only brought forth by those
who have learned them to melodies of
the south. He Mopped before the house
aud leaned upon tiie fence. He heard
the voire go shivering throngh a negro
hymn, which was among the first he
had ever known. He felt himself sud
denly shiver a thrill of nervous sym
pathy. His face went hot and his hands
closed on the palings tightly. He stole
into the garden quietly, came near the
window and stood still. He held his
month in his palm. He had an inclina
tion to cry out.
"Good God!" he said in a whisper.
"To hear that off here after all these
years!" Suddenly the voii-e stopped.
There was a murmur within. It came
to him indistinctly, "she has forgotten
the rest, "he said. Instantly and almost
involuntarily he sang:
"Lock np nn look aronn.
Fro you burden on do gronn."
Then came the sequel as we described,
and his low chanting of the negro wood
cutter's chant. He kuew that unv who
answered it must have lived the life he
once lived in Louisiana, for he had nev
tr heard it since he had left there, nor
any there hum it except these who
knew the negroes welL Of an evening,
in the hot, placid scuth, he had listen
ed to it come floating over the sugar
cane aud throngh the brake aud go
creeping weirdly under the niapnolia
trees. He waited, hoping, almost wild
lyhe knew it was a wild hope that
thtre would bear-jply. There was none.
But presently thara came to him Bar-
on's cruue, honest singing
! "For you u take th aish rose
I tho low road.
i high road, and I'll take
, p"?,1 4 to fco,l?d brfo1re ,
t Hat I and my troa love will never meet arata
Oa tho bonnie. bennw banks o' Ben Lomond."
J Telford drew in his breath sharply.
savagely for a minute, then let it go
him save where on the hill the lights of
the Tempe hotel showed, and a man and
woman, his arm round lier, could be
seen pacing among the trees. Telford
turned away fi-uiu this, ground his heel
into the turf and said : 'I wish I could
see who she is. Her voice? It's impos
sible. " He edged close to the window,
where a light showed at the edge of the
curtains. sPuihkuly he pulled up.
"No. Whoever she is I shall know in
time. Things come round. It's almost
uncanny as ir stands, but then it was
uncanny it has all been so since the
start." He turned to the window
again, raised his hat to it, walked quick
ly out into the road and made his way
to the icw hotel. As he came upon
the veranda Mildred Margrave passed
him. He saw the shv hx-k of interest in
her face, ami with simple courtesy he
raised his hat. hc bowed aud went ou.
Ho turned and looked after her ; then,
shaking his head as if to dismiss an un
reasonable thought, entered and went
to his room.
About this time the party at Hagar's
rooms was breaking up. There had been
more singing by Mrs. Detlor. She ran
sacked her memory for half remembered
melodies whimsical, arcadian, sad
and Hugar sat watching her, outwardly
quiet and appreciative, inwardly under
on influence like none he had ever felt
before. When his guests were ready, ho
went with them to their hotel. He saw
that Mrs. Detlor shrank from the attend
ance of the Prince, who insisted on talk
ing of the "stranger in the greenroom."
When they arrived at the hotel, he niau-agi-d,
simply enough, to send the lad
on some mission for Mrs. Detlor, which,
he was determined, should bo perma
nent so far as that evening was con
cerned. Ho vas soon walking alone
with her en t'je terrace. He did not
force the conversation, uor try to lead
it to the event off the evening, which, he
felt, was niofe important than others
pressed. He knew also that she did not
care to talk just then. He had never
had any difficulty in conversation with
her they had a singular rapport Ho
had traveled much, seen more, remem
bered everything, was shy to austerity
with people who did not interest him,
spontaneous with those that did, and
yet was never save to servo a necessa
ry purpose a hail fellow with any one.
He knew that he could be perfectly nat-
nral with this woman say anything
that became a mnu. Ho was an artist
without affectations, a diplomatic man,
having great enthusiasm and some out
er cynicism. He had started life terri
bly iu earnest liefore the world. Ho had
changed all that. In society he was a
nervous organism gone cold, a deliber
ate, self contained man. But insomuch
as he was chastened of enthusiasm out
wardly ho was boyishly earnest in
wardly. Ho was telling Mrs. Detlor of some
incident he had seen in South Africa
when sketching there for a Iiondon
weekly, telling it graphically, incisive
ly he was not fluent. Ho etched in
speech ; he did not paint. She looked up
at him once or twice as if some thought
was running parallel with his 6tory.
He caught tho look. He had just come
to the close of his narrative. Presently
she put out her baud and touched his
"You have great tact, " she said, "and
I am gratefuL "
"I will not question your judgment,"
he replied, smiling. "I am glad that
you think so, and humbled too."
"Why humbled?" she laughed softly.
"I can't imagine that."
"There are good opinions which
make us vain, others which make as
anxious to live up to them, while We
are afraid we ran't."
"Few men know that kind of fear.
You are a vain race."
"You know best Men show certain
traits to women most. "
"That is true. Of the most real
things they seldom fsrieak to each other,
but to women they often speak freely,
aud it makes one shudder till one
knows the world, and gets used to it"
"Why shudder?" He guessed the an
swer, but he wanted, not from mere
curiosity, to hear her say it
"The business of life they take seri
ously money, position, chiefly money.
Life itself home, happiness, the affec
tions, friendship is an incident, a
filing, to juggle with. "
"I do not know you in this satirical
mood," he auswered. "I need time to
get used to it before I ran reply."
"I surprise you? People do not ex
pect me ever to be cither serious or or
satirical, only look to me to be amiable
and merry. "Your only' jigmaker.' as
Hamlet said a sprightly Columbine.
Am I rhetorical?"
"I don't believe you ore really satir
ical, tiud please don't think me imper
tinent if I gay I do not like your irony.
Ihe other character suits you. for, by
natnrt.you are are you not? both mer
ry aud unliable. The rest"
"'The rest is silence. lean
remember when mere living was de
lighti'ul. I didn't envy the birds. That
sornds sentimental to a man, doesn't
it." But then that is the way a happy
girl a child fi-ols. I do not envy the
birds now, though I suppose it is silly
for a worldly woman to talk so."
"Whom, theu, do you envy?"
There was a warm, frank light in he
i-ves. "I cnvT the airl I was then."
To be Continued.
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fra wlU Shad i om rsnpac JVT"
act two nan bait, j " IS1 T"5 " ' Ci
twa coupons lau4Jc -ac4i ij ft J
fear nan Imir mf !:., k- '---. ijJ I
will'l Dnrkain. tour a baa: t :' I
of thU celebrated .a:.cr J?3Z ZWQ?jL&t'C' '
ad read the raupou -w hi. a Sf. f i'j ' vHfc-T 'jlX'Z.Zjir
Ctvca a list ut valuable -r. w- . . " ?c")''
ata and am to get Ibrn. 1 11 ' j- K J '
Hot Water Heating,
Steam and Gas Fitting,
Copper, Tin and
Sheet Iron Work.
Cor. Nineteenth street
and Second Avenue.
Ittll t...u I . n . .1 1 ... m
uiw wiu prouuc.es ncauacuc.s
H ? 7 1 1 . : . . .
for food, coated tongue, constipa-4
It ion. nnd liiltnna fvat if noirWt.v
led. A POSITIVE CURB is found Ini
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ki.f.7.T' t. : v -v
iy anurirtet Atfeei . an,i at m, . Z
fiim-inn. Neb, Send nana fuCDrc I
T. II. THOMAS, Sole Agent.
Cream Balm CATARRH
Is quickly absorbed.
Cleanses lb) Nasal
Pain and Iullamnia
tinn. Heals all the
Sores. Protects the
Membrane from Ad
ditional Colli, lie-
atores the Senses of
Taste and Smell,
(iives relief at once
and it will cure.
A partlclo Is agtlied dtnct'r Into the T.wtril
and i tcieesbl. Price 50c at drnggiste or bjr au.IL
SLY IiEOTniUS, sc II arrea street. Sea York
r iv. l
Ifflt. AMOVE RSULTSJ9(Kh
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Jf Kbttr -.niiwu. f.t Im-mnis.
wnA iriff diaviur mid ail 1fm of k.f-aru or
cn tni tri'1:aCrMjon. Krulorn Lttmt Vitality.
rvwfr and Vmi'Atuc Mvtonry. '?, ttr fufiviitr
aVad -mnwjmp: Ion. Cor-a tMi aUoUier fa4L Intual
on baTlna; ITAM. no'.Tb-r. Cn rmrri-S if
tii pock'U Hy mail l.o pr pwckmrm s
M vtUI UranTM u fl.nr aKaMMaMl
the MttnT. Circular Fre. Ad1r
CALUMET M01Clft CO-, CHICAGO, ILL
Wjr aale br Vanhall A Faher aad EaRa A
Bin far, dmgraw
r. I aciaSar.
EToefft & Detjens,
llepr.weiiUiiK among other lime
triad and well known Kirs lOHur
ance Companies the following:
Rochester Oertnaa In ('
W(-l hr-ler fire .
SutibrU rdua .
Jetmna Flra .
New llaapefctre. .
Milaanaae Mrcbaatca .
Security - .
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I1.ilad. il Ha
,. MaortMalar. W II
Ofliee rurner ElKliteenth sir net and
Second avenue, secuud lloar.
J M. BUFORD,
Toe old Fire eat Time-fried
Losses Promptly Fail.
KtUa at low a aay r.lublr caiMUi7 caa affurd.
Yuur imnaiff la aullciai a.
II II. BRIGGS,
Real Estate, Insurance. Loxiis
AND UOU5E8 TO BEST.
Offioa 1Cj8 Reootid Ara.. Rock Island.
Bar. aa fcaad V) !ne la rVxitk Kork Tataad aa
J Irrrf; )-it oaudd tne dtf -t1tTanIs
a-CT; Inw Use. an etnas avgrac.. T'a tola
a Talrtf-j,).! rt a4 riivM IMH
Hot parttj. and for ImDrorenaetit at ik.
pleaioa aotblay eua.a PunoMVa how