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rnn Aitoce, Friday, dec
A PAIR OF PLAYERS.
BY TIOLA BMEBOBO
Copy)git 18M, bj the Author
"Aunt Moggie, it's raining. Have
yon got your robbers? Yes, I brought
the big umbrella. You'd better tie a
handkerchief over year head, though."
These remarks were made in a queer,
half mincing yet masculine voice out
side my dressing room door. They were
evidently addressed to some one in an
other dressing room.
We were in & dirty-little place called
by it patrons an opera house.
I recognized the queer voice. It be
longed to an odd, active boy who had
taken a part in the evening's theatrical
performance. But what caught my at
tention was the statement that it was
I had that day come on from New
York to join this company. I was ex
hausted with fatigue. I had no umbrel
la. Certainly I should need a handker
chief over my head.
When I was ready to leave the hall,
it seemed deserted, but as I reached the
cuter door I came, on tho herald of the
weather. lie was on his knees, his
mouth full of I'ins, shortening Aunt
Maggio's petticoats. The woman was
also a member of the company.
They barred my way. As I stopped
they both looked up nnd spoke together.
"Why, it's Miss Addington. Miss
Addington, allow us to introduce our
selves. " The boy had sprung to bis feet
with preternatural alertness, and now,
continuing tho last speech I have quot
ed, said, "This is Mrs. Kascn, and I
am Cassius Wetherby." Then with an
abrupt change of tone: "Let me pin up
your skirts too. I have a whole paper
of pins here. Allow me." And there ho
was upon his knees at my feet working
away with professional dexterity and
"We were saying it must have been
a very hard evening for you. You did
"No rehearsal at all It was wonder
ful." '? Why, Cassias, she has no umbrella. "
"Well, we've one big enough for
With a loquacity and good nature too
preat to bo quelled by a mouthful of
pins Cassias kept up bis part in a con
versational duet till he had arranged
my wet weather toilet to his mind.
; Then, with all possiblo caro for my
comfort, tho two escorted mo to the ho
tel, tho hotel where all tho company
' I had had a good firo kept in my
room, so I asked them to come in with
me and dry fhomselves. Theatrical peo
ple are apt to be reserved and indiffer
ent with any now unknown member
And there he was upon his knees.
coming into a theatrical company, in
hospitality, obvious or disguised, being
always tho natural result of continuous
ly multiplied dealings with strangers,
so as we ranged ourselves nbout my
rusty stove, speaking upon an uncon
sciously reasoned hypothesis, I said:
"You aro new to this business. You
won't take so much trouble about people
when you've been longer on the road."
, Both my visitors answered me. I had
not thought of this middlo aged woman
as being new to anything, but with the
boy she cried out, "Oh, we'vo had a
Kood deal of expe rience. " "Indeed we're
quite old stagers," said he.
Then I realized that here were indeed
two novices, stage struck novices. .
For more than twenty years
we hare been telling how
Scott's Emulsion overcome the
excessive waste of the system,
puts on flesh nourishes and
builds p the body, making it
the remedy for all wasting di
seases of adults and children,
but it isn't possible for us to
tell the story in a mere stick
ful of newspaper type.
We have had prepared for
us by a physician a little book,
telling in easy words how and
why Scott's Emulsion benefits,
and a postal card request will
be enough to have it sent to
you free. To-day would be a
good time to send for H.
SCOTT & BOWNE, New York.
xne company to wnicn we belonged
was a melancholy organization. It play
ed a "repertory," and it staid a week
in towns that "combinations" and stars
real stars lepve in one night, and it
visited places that such mere fortunate
mummers neglect altogether. The bill
was changed at every performance, tak
ing our sojourn in one town, and nine
or more performances were given in the
week. In short, we were a "snide"
company. We represented theatrical life
in one of the least glittering phases.
Nevertheless he known littlo nf ikm
folk who would assume the absence of
ccod talent amoni nn Wp liirn mum.
nnother such bankrupt organization.
were neaaca ty an excellent, solidly
trained old actor. He wan nrr , ni
our manager, and, "down on bis luck"
as ne was, 1 baa been glad to join his
comrjiinv for the exnerienen T mnld rat
out of it. I already had enough experi
ence to snow teat there was little pros
pect of any other compensation from
him. This being my position, I hastily
-o explained it to Mrs. Mason and Mr.
Wetherby, hoping to soothe their feel
ings by calling myself a novice. They
exchanged glances of satisfaction at the
"That's just what I've told Annt
Mag, " said Cassius.
"Cassius and I think yon can't have
foo much experience," said Aunt Mag,
continuing: "We come for experience
100. Mr. Leioy isn't altogether what
I'd wish in some respects. "
"This is between ourselves.of course, "
pnt in Cassius.
"Cassius, Miss Addington is a lady,
and a lady cf discretion," Mrs. Mason
certified with an astuteness equally sur
prising and gratifying. "He some
times uses profane language, Hiss
Addington, and but I won't talk
about it I don't wish to gossip, but he
is a first rate stage manager, isn't he,
Caasir.s? We feel that we have learned
a great deal in this engagement, don't
Cassius did, and he also reminded
Mrs. Mason that it was late and that I
was tired, and he told me that it just
ruined Aunt Maggie net to have her
sleep. "I'll have to bring her breakfast
up to her now. They closo the dining
room so early. They don't show the
consideration they ought to profession
I congratulated Mrs. Mason on her
prospect of breakfast in bed. That truth
brought forth more conversation:
"Oh, Miss Addington, he is so good
to me. I den't know I cupposo I'd have
been sewing in Chicago yet if he hadn't
no, I wouldn't, I'd have been dead.
I couldn't have sowed another year."
"She's so good to me; that's the thing
"And he isn't in? nephew at all, yon
"No; we're no relation. "
"We're just friends. I don't know
why people say just friends. He's more
than a son to me. He never tries to
lnako me over into something else as
your own family do. Miss Addington."
I put in a word of thanks for her div
ination of my case; but, unconscious
of interruption, she was saying that to
morrow she must toll tne all nlmnt it
I her and Cassius friendship.
"1 think," said she, "it's real pleas
ant to know that people can find such
friends in tho world an old woman
and a boy, too that they can take to
much comfort in each other. Ho is just
a boy, for all he's so ambitious, but ho
isn't like other boys. He's so good.
Seme wajs he's mere like a girl, but
he's manly, too, you know."
The nest day after rehearsal Mrs. Ma
eon vifited me again. She overflowed
with friendliness and talk, biographical
One thing about Mrs. Mason must
have antagonized many a person and
made iter stand in the minds of the ju
dicious cs an example of tho demoraliz
ing effects of the stage, buch on exam
ple she was, to be sure, for she was
painted like a barber's pole, and that
was undoubtedly the result of the
achievement, too lata in life for safety,
of a make up box. But when, one saw
how simplo and kind and more than re
spectable she was the effect cf all that
red and white and block stuff on her
tired, worn, middle aged face became
as touchiugly bnnicrous as it was aes
thetically disastrous. It was put on with
the confidence of n rrenrnre who tins lit.
tie practice in deceit and none at all in
the detection of it.
She had that flat backed, slim fisnrn
which a 50-year-old possessor always
wiieves 10 do youtbtul m effect, but
only the dullest of observers could havo
been blind to the time WPfiricil inrl tft.
j bored character of Mrs. Mason's upright
She dressed with a painstaking, inex
( pensive elaboration of details that show
! ed she loved her clothes. But she was
i -" 01 Tuose not uncommon women
, wnose love of personal adornment, to bo
! understood aright, must be understood
somewhat subtly. She had. as I soon
, .yaruro, as urue personal vanity, and as
i iitue delusion as to her own natural
charms as possiblo (you see, I do not
j say she had none), but she loved beauty
; so passionately that she must, for the
; peace of her life, play at being better
; looking than she was, and it was neccs-
wuij a cms game that she exaggerated
the power cf art to he'n h
Early in this
said, "I have a daughter. Florence
that's her name. " When she said "Flor
ence," my mind automatically answer
ed, "Florence Mason," and as with
the turning of a key I remembered a
long ago had passed from my mind, as
if to be forgot tm forever.
A whole history that It was this
woman' history, heard years before
ths history of her mc:t eventful and
momeotooa years. Flcrence.Misou, an
airy; irresponsive young person, the J
sina one in shallow moments calls
harmless, I had ence chanced to know.
She bad a pretty voice, unsical aspira
tions and a habit of talking about her
self. During the fortnight in which the
considered me a congenial soul (I am a
good listener) she told me a great deal
about her mind, her gifts, her nature.
and incidentally her heredity. She said
eno owed her moral attntates to her
mother, her power of self sacrifice and
her sternness of principle that her
mother had sacrificed ever; thing to
Some people might have found it con
fusing to learn on top of all this and
a great deal more that her mother was,
in the daughter's phrase, a "grass wid
ow," now seeking to go upon the stage.
But this announcement found me pre
pared to recognize that its general air
tlid its subject injustice. I had heard
the outlines of her story and had man
aged to gather from it some notion cf
the woman's simple and singular char
acter, a character jugular in its
simplicity, for tho love cf plcas-nrc and
tne passion for moral uprightness that
were its basis are surely the very stuff
from which man and fate weave human
destiny. It was because in this stray.
witless bit of humanity this typical
combination cf forces was so uncompli
cated by other issues that she was so
interesting and so touching. She ft It
no sense of incou&iency in her desires;
she did not drecui of pleasure and duty
as things crealed to conflict: she was
innocent of all fuch modern feeling, a
feeling that penetrates so many souls
even when they reject it as a doctrine.
No; shs was an interest ipij survival, a
simplu pagan who wanted all of life
she could get, but who was ruled by
her conscience, however, whether or
not the last cf life is necessarily at war
with the hunger and thirst after right
eousness, thi3 queer, tra,';io hun.au ex
perience mny be Eafely trusted to bring
them to battle sooner or later. With
Mrs. Mason tho conflict had ccnie both
soon and late, early and often, yet with
out ever allering tho original teras, the
original simplicity of her attachment to
each. So with her the new struggle wns
always the old typical one, cuscftencd,
uneuix-el by a-iy belief, ia the c'octiiuc ol
self abnegation for its own Fake.
Something of all this I had gathered
even from the daughter's tale.
When Florence was about 4 years
old, Mrs. MaFon had discovered that
her husband .v.s cheating a poor fam
ily in a sale ef laird. Of his iafegrity
she bud had doubts before. Let whin
she K:adu this discovery and cculddocht
no more she took a course that sertss to
havo pros'i't-?il it.wlf'to her mind us the
only one pcible. With a Fiiignlar c b
scrvanco of feminine mi.-tineys as to
masculine business she riniply took her
child in her arms, and with nothing in
her pecket left him at once and forever.
The significance cf this net remains du
bious until we learn that, although all
this happened in Illinois in the days of
the famous ea?y elivorci laws, Mrs. Ma
son never sought a divorce cr toler
ated with patience auy suggestion that
she should have one. Tho husband, by
"1 f.area daughter, Florence.
the way, went to California, where it
appears he never felt any need of lecal
freedom. Ho was never heard of any
more, so wo are not to be bothered with
"No, ray mother always said she was
a roamed wcnian ; that you couldn't be
married but once, it seemed to her, but
she couldn't, sho just couldn't. If you
knew her, you'd know she really couldn't
live with a man who cheated people,
particularly poor people. She just pick
ed me up and went to Chicago and be
gan sewing for a living. That was all
she could do, and she just hated it Per
haps you think she oughtn't to have told
me all this about my father, but sho
cor.ldn't keep things to herself. She
isn't that way a bit
"Sbe worries n:e dreadfully telling
things. I can't think how any one with
so much moral principle can have so
little dignity. Then I was all she had.
and she didn't know but my father
would come back and claim me some
time, cr she might cUc, and then I
might come up with him some time,
and she was so afraid I might bo like
that and not care about right and wrong.
She cares enough, but people criticise
her dreadfully. They always did, and I
wish she wasn't so bent on going on the
stag a One doesn't wont one's mother
on the stage, yon know. But she's been
awfully good to mo as far as she could
understand me, and I know I'm a
strange nature. I Eaid: 'Mother, Im
not going to keep on against this stage
business. You'll jest have to be happy
your own way, but I can't stand being
around mixed up with it I've got to
consider myself and my future, So I got
a place to live away from her, for I had
some musio pupils. My mother spent
a lot of money on my rucfeic So I got
some pupils as soon as I left school be
ginners. It would have been bad for
my pupils to get wind of her going on
the stage, and I told you she never could
tcrp anything. I adcre digniry and reti
cence myself. Don't you?"
And here before me was the woman
; that for a personal scruple of conscience
had for 20 years fought such a bitter
I battle; who had fought it and won it
(With ber hated needle; who with no
j other weapon had actually conquered
an educati n for ber child, had sent her
to private pchools and good music mas
Term, fto wenfitr sue wanted to do some-!
thing she liked now. I was to learn !
more dstails of her campaign. The bor-1
mr fit thru ivan r.f mtln wraa mI
strong upon ber that some expression of !
it was always I:kelr to trcak in upon
ber general con versa! icn.
In this Erst tt-te-a teteshe interrupted
the story sbe had begun abnet her first
acquaintance with Mr. VTctberby by
exclaiming: "But when I say I'd been
doing dressmaking for year, ibat don't
teil yon anything. on don't know any
thing about it You don't know any
thing about It"
Then with a sort cf sc jemn trtro-
sppctivedrsperation she went on: "Miss
Addington, I never I r trued drr-ssmak-ing.
I always hated to sew wcr than
anything in this world, but I was handy
at it, and I liked to make my own
clothes look nice, brcanse I couliln't af
ford to have any one else do it for me.
But it s one thing to make your own
clothes and another indeed it is anoth
er to make other people's. I never did
understand any sure way to make a fit
nothing about lots of things real dress
makers know. I had taste; that was alL
I could do things others couldn't and
make things leek like pictures when I
had any luck. You nsk any one that ev
er saw my work. That was the only
reason I ever got anything to da
I never cut into a fine ptoe of goods
that I wasn't so giddy with fear that
I thought I should faint I'm absent-
minded, and I get mixed up so easy.
and srch awful accidents ccn happen in
diessmaking, ar.d it wasn't only cutting
into it, it. was the whole time any hand-
Feme thing was around I never drew a
brcuth but in fesr. That's a way to live,
isn't it? You cn't know anything
ahest it I cnt two side pores once for
the same side, and it wa brown brocaded
velvet, and we never could maf-h it
But I don't want to think about it.
Yes, cf course, that's what every one
said leavu a system, learn a i-vstem
and I've nothing to sny bark that doesn't
sound rilly, but after all olc's own wav
is best tor onese lf sometimes, or if it
isn't best it's nil yon can (?.. I've tried
to niako Flcretto see that whrn she
finds fault with mc. You &e, I never
could have learned nt-y.-Kla eo that it
wouldn't havo up?et me more than I
was upset Of course I learned a lot of
things as I went cloug, but nothing ever
ccn!d make mo suie, because I never was
meant to do th.-tvork. I could hare
designed thincs, j-:t tiiut, real well,
but there wau't !iy chance fer my get
ting a place to work like that Then
and you'll think thU was terribly fool
ish, bet it was the on!; way I kept alive
all those, year 1 was always pretend
ing to myself that soraotlrug was going
to happen, that I shouldn't havo to h w
text year. If I'd given up playing that
way to myself, I'd havo died or gone
mad, and there was Florence. Then I
sold tho lot. It was a little lot I bought
once with .")0 outside Chicago, when
they said the place, the villag was go
ing to havo a boemi. It didn't, rf course,
but at last, r.ftcr t n years, it did a lit
tle, and it had been growing some all
the time, and I sold tho lot for -!00.
and then I stepped. I couldn't have done
another stitch. Tho doctrr said it would
kill mo to run tho naehico any wore
anyhow. I hoped it would if I had to,
though I'm afraid it was wicked to feel
"Then I saie''. to myself I'd go on the
stage. You can't think. Miss Adding
ton, how well and young and happy it
made me feel for a minute just to say
that over to myself, though, of course,
I felt bad enough tiiat it should worry
i lorenee so.
"I always was wild abont tho staae.
Even when I had Florence at boarding
school, and the bills were awful, I'd
stint myself on things I didn't care if
it was food nuil get a cheap se?at once in
a great while and go to tho tlieatet.
That gave me Purh a rest it gave me
new heart I forgot everything while I
was there, aril then I could go en
awhile again. Then I met Cassius, as I
told you. end he was all" alone in the
world, and so was L excent f Flore nce.
but Florence was so against everything
about the stago, and she was so afraid
ber pupils would hecr about me, and of
courso that was right, but Cabins was
wild about the theater, and ho was so
Rind to me. lie d go my errands, and
as long as he wes in that hosso where I
bad my rooms he'd build my fire for
me cold mornings; he would do it He
was so good every way, and we just
talked our hearts out about plays and
actors and dramatic things. He said it
was a son I ne-c-d-d, and he'd try to
make out to be a nephew ar.yhersv. He
bcgn to call mo Aunt Msgtfe, and
we've managed our plans together ever
6ince. I suppose peoplo wouldn't think
I could have a real friend in a bey like
that, but if ever there was a friendship
we have it, and it's been swh a comfort
to me you can't think. I've always been
so lonely. And I try to take an interest
in all ho cares abr.ut, and I give him
lots cf good advice, but we never worry
trying to make each other different, aud
that's so pleasant We've played four
engagements, counting this one, and it s
only a year and a half we've been try.
ing. Of course the stage isn't nice every
way, but I think it's lovely more ways.
I'm ailing a good deaL and the cars are
hard on me, but then, yon see, now we're
not in mo cars much."
This talk was not exactly the mono- j
logue I have taken the liberty to ret re-!
sent it. but my part in it was nnim- j
pcrtant. The last sentences aroused my ,
curiosity. How had these two incompe
tent infants ever managed to get four
. engagements, e ven though the othfT
'; three were as unimportant as the pres
' ent one? Atd how much money had
they earutu? And the $100 was it all
The precarioasness cf their situation, '
of the feeble woman's situation particu
larly, made me shiver. i
But I was glad the wasn't sewing. I
, could understand that sbe found any
! tisk of starvation cheerful compared to
I the certainties cf life as a snuiutresa. 1
. said nothing of knowing Florence. It
' did not seem thzt the information could
i give any particular-pleasure, and I did
not care to bore myself wjth a proper
exhibition of interest ta fce-r. Tiie pail
wore am wvre more entertaining.
I say the pair before roc, for if Mr.
Wetherby was not pmnt in the fira
be enjoyed a gLnnfkd rxiMi-nce ia all
Mrs. Mason's talk.
Yob Sfo, I tare called mr si nrr "A
rair if Players" net because that title
I justified by the literal truth, lot be
cause I desire to pay tribute to my
friends' glowing aspirations.
Cantos came for Annt Magcfe at sap
per time. Ve were ia the sphere cf the
"I've been telling ber all about
things," said that lady.
"1 hope yon haven't been knitting
with wet feet," said Cassias. "I neatit
to ask you if you'd changed your shorn.
I have to take good rare cf ber. His
Addington. th doesn't take rare nf
herself right Kxmsc me. may I?" And
with one cf his nippy little feminine
movement be picked up and beet a
srrntinizirg rye upon an embroidered
canvas photograph rase.
"I embroider a little myself," he mid.
"and I like to lock at anything new in
that line. The sals tit tonight ia ti e
Lest this week. I think bovine ia look
ing nn. That's very pretty, very pMtr.
I have a great rye for colors. Well, we
rauit be getting to supper if we aic go
ing to have any voices tonight, mayn't
As he and Mrs. Mason bad only aboat
ten linos between tacm in the right's
play, this solicitude about voire was nn
example cf their tlUiuterrstd artu:ic
Mrs. Mason was rrrcly right in say
ing CasMu wns I ot like other Ley.
lie was a good leaking, we II mad lit
tle fellow, but it wemed as if be mrt
beleng to some racecr nationality if
which I had seen no other sweirnea.
Hisrmooth, cvs! foe ar.d bright, daik
eyes were ne,t eliminate if ht did have
quick, mine ins Jitlle wnytai.d feniii.ioe
accomplishments, lie had not the small
est gjft for acting, but aciuetimes Lis
queer pe-r.ioiinlity diihi rtaail rurric
parts fairly Well, as alinr any qu.s r
personality soiuethi.i-s will, and as he
bad a real gift fr droll, brief mimicries
he miht have won sncorss as masie
hull lightuing chanpn artist.
His mind was evidently of the small
est. alemt what one might rxtrt in an
articulate squint 1, and. by the way, be
was more like a squirre l than anything
else. SqnirrellikA, tie was trimming
over with energy, and his little artistic
sensibilities, limited as he was, wen
nevertheless k.vn and manifold.
I was invited to Mrs. Mxc'i room
the next day to aee some of Cassias' em
broidery. As she always had the K :trr
and the larger rem. it was used as
their common sitting miitn, Ibry ex
plained. As Cassius enndortrd me there
to he was voluble in bis de lighted praise
of our star and managi-r's last hitriiio
piTforniancc. He had played the till"
rede in the Tcket of Leave. Man" the
night be fore. It had inded been so ml
idly gexsl as to fill tne with ton lane-hly
nte Unrholy at tho sight eif so much
merit so ill rewarded bat Caasius view
ed it as rrucrting honor upfin all of us;
as more evidence (littlo as more was
needed) that wo were a bawd f noble
artists, superior in tho nature of that
title to all the alirtgs and arrows of e.ut
"I tell you, it was great, great good
enough for any theater in New York. I
tell yoa, I call this a high cIsm reimpa
ny.' he chattered away, uplifted with
reflected glory. It was triumphs such as
this that madft lifa swr-t to biro and
the ex-M i;:g v.onian, and yet there are
peoplnwho imsgine that the wutld f
art c?n bo rhct-rl'-ss.
He brought out various bits cf handi
work, but the thing 1 was really atn
memed to b-.hold wns a aatin gewn, rr.t
out, not made, and in proves of en-na-mentation.
It was a. dark wine re.lor.
and Cassius was emlimidirirg it em
broidering it pretty much all over in
shaded yellows and orange. It was, so
far as the emhrcidery w cf, a genuinely
curious nnd beautifcl piece e f we.rk, as
elifriuet!y good as if it had com fmra
the hands of an uirmrrcpted American
ludinn cr an crien'at rngitinker. What
earthly use it could be in that shape un
less as a studio property was another
quest ion and more than I could guess.
Of courso it belonged to Mm. Mason,
and she toe.k it iu ber thin, knotted
hands and tossed it this way and held
it that with a gusto that showed bow
powerless was even dressmaking to kill
ber love cf finery,
"This is for the wsttrao plait, and
there are the angel sleeves," she ex
plained. "It's beautiful, isn't it? Not so
much beautifnl cither as gorgeous.
That's why I leva it so. It's what I call
dramatic dramatic color, you know.
It's the dramatic I love everywhere. "
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A prompt use ef this medicine baa
often averte-1 Ion; and perhaps fatal
bilious fevers. No medicine will act
more surely iu counteracting aud
free-in 2 the system from the malarial
poison. Headache, indigestion, con
stipation, dizziness vie! 4 to Electric
hitters. 50c ar.d tl per bottle at
Ilartz A Uilemever's ituz store.
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Dr. Williams' Indiae VV.m Ointment
will core blind, bleo rjr. uWratad
ar.d itckinc pile. It atorba the
tumor allays the ichin at once,
acre as a pulti-. gites tcsiaat ru
rclief. Dr. WUII-ros' liHiaa Pile
Ofbtment ia prepared only f-r plica
and itch Id j of the private parts, and
nothing else. Kvery box is piiraa
Ued. 2k Id by dturtrlsts. sect by
mail for 60 reals and 1 per box.
Wiixums M'r'o Co.. Props., Clean-
landOhio. For sale bv all drug-
Children Cry for
To read one ti cor new Copy
righted Stories an! yoa will tint
r.ccu to lie aiJted to read the sac
cecilia ones. V.'e Lav jtist re
ceived a list of very attractive and
cntcrtoiniaj ilnr'xt and you will
fad thcra well wnrta reading.
Here are aor&e of the authors:
Percy Russell ,
Edith Sessions Tuppcr
Florence Marry at
Opic Read '
Robert Barr '
A Larjc Fmportloa
of tha merrbaat tailoring busi
ness ot Bock Island rotnes ecr
way, aot without reason for we
furuWa not only tba largest and
best stork of materials for suits,
troueers and overcoats, butt
rsusa ws hvt a practical mo
nopoly ia tha art cf cutting- aad
Cuiajr. If yoa am a stylish auit
yoa nay bn oertala IIOIT
CUUL lICTlinS, ETC.
Oa reasonable terms.
Lve orders at tha Har
per 1 lure Pharmacr or
avenue and Ta elfin St
aot si Btai si Vert.
Biding. Flo or Inf. WalaseoallBf
lth street, bat. th and ata avaaaea.
fkNCR MOte ta turmm-f
stiinir hvpr lir tut
est d4 rm a'v
msf ul car fur aez
tiftl wwtkttrm ana
iKiKvltnir fcauwa tm
VI atLa-nrrg, Ja
book f nrm. r h r-
era nera an priuH.
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tsssl irt frse. rml taaalr vtm
Mir lama ill Flliirm I li
I For the
la order that tba rlUdrru
tny fool aa latere t la Tat
Attejt't as well as tha elder
ne sabers ef tha faxlly. a
cbcwa fess bee-a detlsed
bertby soma tnj cr girl
between tad If Years rf
are tril get aa orSer for tft
wvrta of Holiday Ilcols at
tba store cf K. Crumplou
4c Co. lirfiorlsr with
Wed a eel sy. Dee. 2. roe
word of a quotation from
a well trow a autlor nil
be Irerted la tome diqi'sy
advert! rural ef a Crk
Island or Davenport cstab
likLment. Acd carta e ven
ire thereafter, to aal ic
cl a ding Saturday, Dec. II.
another word from tha
asm quotation wilt la In
serted. Oa Dee. If sll the
words ta tha quotation will
tiara teea printed, acd tba
bej or girl that Las the first
correct trrficmtDt of
word at Tuc Altai busi
ness office will bs deemed
the wiatrr, and the fflta
wiU be so aa-ardtd.
1. Only oca mr tuber la
a family di; oompeta.
2. Oalj one atswer from
ark com pot i tor will lis
I. flack reply must plea
age, fall same and addicts
4. Tba fsmilj of rack
contestant must be tte,t s
5. Tba correct reply
that first reaches Tur A li
cit i office wiU wia the prire.
9. It Is tot eecessar ta
wait fa til all th words
are friatad to aead replies.
7. An replies will be
marked at the exact minute
received, and precedence
givea tie I rjt omeet one.
8. Ia order to make It
easier eack word will be
priaud ia This Style cf
Tyfe, which msy be f uund
9. Competitors cannot
be less than 8 or morstbsa
18 years of age.
10. Ever reply mast
be cea'ed la ea eatelope
aud market AU'.L'S HOLI
DAY BOOK GOMTKfT. If
delivered at TJIC AliGUS
otSoa, the tims cf its deliv
ery will be credited. If
mallei, the eour of Its
poetmsrk ill be recorded.
The last week e f the cob.
test THE AUOL'S oflice wUl
be cpfi until 9 pm.
11. If a correct an
swers are received tba prise
will be awarded to tLe oae
bavin the nearest to the
correct arrsneme&t of
Note carefally the style of
type as skowa la Ilule 8.
It will appear la the space
cf sows Kock Islaal or
Davenport tdrtrtlter, and
will be la the same alee
type eack evealag. No
tjpe of that kind appears
elsewhere la lbs paper.