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. A -K- 3nfc ?$si-r. w- iHSfc... -tr 5, - -j-v. $feje mdxite gaxtif gacfT: SBteanesOag piomiuxj, gtjml 1, 1891. 7 ' $ r Ij A CHANCE ACQUAINTANCE. .1 ' To have met but once, but once, And swept t orertr apart On the world's dark tide that rashes on And Bonders many a heartl Tt h&Te looked on eye3 like yours. To havo touched such a rose leaf hand And nerer, never again to meet, But in Memory's dreamy land! Once in the lonely dark It Btabbed me through and through, Tho sudden thought of your sweet young face; And once, ere tho early dew Was dry on the springing grass. And the morning wind blew free, I almost met you beneath the firs, "Where the path turns down to tho sea. And your pmfling shadow lives In the chambers of my brain. Where my 6pirit wanders, a homeless ghost, Seeking your face again; Ana IT you be living yet, Or where, I cannot know. But my sprjt clings in a bootless dream To our meeting long ago. 31. Falconer In Chambers' Journal. PIEKEE'S FOUNDLING. It was Pierre who first called her that, Wid Pierre was a Creole, and Felice, his trife, was a Creole, and so they both Said, "Snow wide," but then they meant "Snow white," and everybody called her that. And very white she did look to Pierre that morning in the early spring, many years ago now, when he found her lying on the doorstep, a fleecy white Baawl all around her, and only her little, round, baby blue eyes showing out of the whiteness. "See what the good God has sent me, Felice," said Pierre, taking the little, soft, white bundle in his big, brown hands and carrying it in to his wife, "a little snow white baby." And Felice turned back the shawl from the baby's head, and there, pinned 1 to her little dress, was a card, and as Pierre bent down to see he read, "For Pierre and Felice." 1 "Did I not say, Felice," he cried. "See, ' it is for us the good God has sent it" When Felice bent down to kiss tho rosy lips that cooed and smiled up at her she smelt the perfume on the little baby's clothes, and then she thought of the sweet, pale, gentle lacty whose hair she had dressed a few nights before, and of the tall, dark man whom the lady had not called her husband, but her "friend." But she did not tell Pierre all thi3. What she did tell him was that tney would take their new treasure and show it to the priest, and Pierre good, simple hearted Pierre went along very close beside Felice, wishing mightily that he could take the little white, soft bundle in his own arms. And Pere Martin, when he looked into the little baby's eyes, remembered the slight, graceful woman who had knelt bo long at vespers tho evening before, and the sweet, gentle voice in which, when the service was over, she had questioned him about the coiffeuse, Felice, and Pierre, her husband, who lived in a room in the crumbling gray house beyond the church. He remem bered also that the hand that dropped into his the heavy purse of gold, telling j him it was to be given to this same Felics and Pierre, if they should need it, had no ring upon the third finger, and Pere Martin sighed as he looked into tho baby's face and murmured, "Another Iamb into the fold." But he, too, did not speak of what he remembered. In stead, he told them he would himself go with them to the office of the old notaire on the corner and that all would be ar ranged, and that the next day after mass they might bring tho child to be christened. And so they did and gave her the namo of Snow-white. Ko other name would have suited her half bo well. Snow white 6he was when they found her, and snow white Felice always tried to keep her. She was never too busy to put a few dainty tucks in baby's little white slip, or to wash her face or to curl her golden locks. And Pierre never came up stairs without stopping to wash bis hands at the big tub down in the court so that he might not soil the baby's dress when he took her in his arms, and when he kissed her he alwa3Ts looked to see that he had not left the impress of his lips on hers. It was marvelous to see what a change the baby's coming made m the lives of the two, Pierre and .Felice. Somehow Pierre'e step grew lighter and his laugh grew cheerier. His fellow workers noticed it down at the big warehouse where he hauled cot ton on the dray, turning and pulling the bides with his sharp hook. "Oh, I must not be so rough," he said te them, "since there is now a little one I aay disturb with my big stepping." And Felice's songs were gayer as she tripped about at her tidy housework, and her fingers were defter as she did her bair dressing, and her coiffures were more elaborate and graceful than ever before. "It makes a difference, is it not so, madame?' she said as she was dressing the hair of a fond young mother, who ast the while gently swinging tho cradle f her first born; "it makes a difference that there is now a little heart for your big one to hold. I know. It is all changed with mo, now that the good God has sent us a little one. It does not matter so much now that I must go up and down the stair, that I must bring the water from the cistern in tho come, that I must be forever crimping actl curling and sticking in hairpins." ; It did seem that all the little house hold was changed. There wore not many, to be sure, for besides Pierre and Felico jthere were only Marta, and Babette and ' Sieur Antoiae in the little gray house. Marta lived in the first floor, and from her apartments there came always the pleasing odor of burnt sugar, for it was in her own little back room that she made the white and golden ropes of candy that she sold upon the street every day. Marta's delight knew no bounds when Snow-white was able to sit alone and hold in the little chubby fist a stick of her whitest and crispest cindy, suck ing it till it ran down her wrists und chin and upon her white dress in streams of stioky sweetness. "It is by the reason that the little one likes it that I make this cream candy," ilartn would say to her cummers, re membering Snow-white s enjoyment of the dainty. "Will yon not try some to day? It is nice." And so she would go through tne aay ynth a lighter step and a heavier purse than of yore. j But it was Babette who always took care of Snow-white when Felice was f way. Babette was a blanchisseuse, and wu always washing, washing, wasbiaa In the big tuba down Jn the court ao when Snow-white was old enough and the days grew mild Babette would take her shawl, and spreading it out on the warm bricks that paved the court put the baby upon it, shading her little face from the sun by one of Pierre's big straw hats hung npon a stick. The baby grew to .love Babette, with her broad, round face and her plump, white arms grew to love the warm court where there was so much sunlight, and always the splash ing of water and the flapping of snowy clothes on the line. Then there was Sieur Antoine, with his violin, whom Snow-white soon learned to love too. At first he would only pause when he met Felice or Pierre upon the stair, and inquired in his sweet, gentle voice after the little one; but by and by he grew to stopping on his way up to his room to see the lady, all white and soft and clean, tucked away in her little bed. Sieur Antoine spoke but lit tle, but he played, oh, so beautifully, sit ting away up stairs by himself. His vi olin talked for him, he would say. He was always sad and often hungry, Pierre said. So when Snow-A.hite was able to climb the stair without the fear of fall ing, Felice used sometimes send her up to Sieur Antoine's room with a slice of bread or a bit of meat that he might ffaitl it waiting for him on his table. It was Pere Martin himself who used to come for the little girl when she was old enough to run about, and carry her with him to the church and his own cozy little house with its vine clad porch and its garden of roses behind. He would pluck the heavy headed buds that brushed her cheeks as sho passed by them, and take her back home with her apron full of flowers, or her two hands full of the yellow oranges that grow upon the tree beside his window. "May I not give the Virgin one?" the child would say, as she picked the finest flower of her bunch to lay at Mary's feet as they passed the church. Thus among her good friends grew and prospered the little God given child of Pierre and Felice. "How white is the snow, maman?" she would say to Felice; "is it so beautiful that you would have me like it?" "By and by we shall see, Petite," Fe lice would answer. But the sweet, warm, sunny weather came and went. There were chilly days now and then; days when Pierre would come home4shivering in his big overcoat; when Sieur Antoine's face would look paler and more pinched than ever; when Babette would lift the tubs to her room, and hang the clothes on lines before tho fire; when the roses in Pere Martin's garden would be blighted with the cold, but the snow never came. "How white is the snow, papa?" the child would ask, and Pierre would take a sample of cotton from the pocket of his blouse, and, tearing it into bits, scat ter it in flakes about her head. "Whiter than that," he wcld say, "but we shall see, Petite." "Whiter than this," Babette would tell her, taking the frothy sudVfrom her tub and throwing it about the child's head in the air, whence it fell in little water bits upon the pavement "Whiter than these," Pere Martin would say, as he lifted her to his broad shoulders and held her aloft till her face was buried in the mass of orange blos soms above. I have told you that Snow-white grew and prospered, and so she did, only ere yet her eighth year was passed, when tho winter came on Pere Martin felt the burden grow lighter as he lifted the child to his shoulder, and Sieur Antoine thought the little footsteps were less brisk as she mounted the stairs toliis room. "Our little one is not well," said Marta to Felice one day; "she no longer likes the candy; she no longer comes for her bit in the morning." And that night when Snow-white lay asleep in her bed Felice knelt down be side her, end saw that the little face had indeed grown paler, and the little form thinner. "What if the good God should take again the child lie has lent us, Pierre?" she said despairingly, and together they knelt beside tho child's couch and prayed. The next day the child could not rise; she lay there growing weaker and weaker, and fading away like the roses in Pere Martin's garden. "Am I going to be a baby again, maman?" sho would say sometimes. "I cannot walk, and you have always to lift me." What a sad household it was when the little one's step was heard no more on the stair and her voice sounded no more in the halls! As the week passed on Felice's song was hushed, and she went out but seldom. Pierre's comrades no ticed the poor fellow's sadness and pitied him. Babette would leave her tuba for hours to sit by the dear one's bed. Mar ta's voice was heard less cheerily on the street, and she found her way often to the old cathedral, where she might say a prayer for Snow-white. "This is a strange -inte," said Sieur Antoine one night as he sat by the little one's bed fingering his violin strings, which were taut and dry with the cold. "Will it snow?" said the child, looking up eagerly. "I remember, Pierre, the last time it snowed here. It has been eight years ago, for tho little one had not come to us then. I remember it looked still and gray like this before the snow fell," said Felice. "Yes, I remember," said Babette, "and I would not cover my tubs, thinking to catch the rain I thought was coming, and the next morning were they not ?autiful!" "Ah, is it so beautiful, the snow?" asked the child, lifting up her little hand that had grown so white and thin, "and shall I ever see it?" "Surely, surely," answered Pierre; "God is good." '-'Will you not take your violin, Sieur Antoine, and tell me how the snow looks?" said Snow-white. And Sieur Antoine played. Those who knew felt the inaudible falling of the flakes, thicker and thicker, but gent ly as the drawing of a shroud. Sieur Antoine kept his eyes upon the little face, and he saw her waiting, listening. Suddenly a twang of the strings and the twist of his bow sent out as on the crisp air the jingle of sleigh bells, the sound of merry voices, and the child's face was glad. But Sieur Antoine had forgotten; with the sounds of gladness there came always for him the after note of sorrow, and he played on and on in the minor chords till the tears stood in the little one's eyes, and Felico put out her hand to stay him. All during the night that followed there sounded in Snow-white's dreams the merry "snow music' and then tha : sorrow that cam after it. "Will ittx like that and that?' she asked herself. While it was yet dark she heard below in the street the muffled rumble of a cart, and the cartman was singing. What was it he said? As he cams nearer she heard in the man's deep voice, "Wash Me and I Shall Be Whiter Than Snow.'1 She knew not what the words meant how could she? But over and over again she kept saying the words to hereself till morning broke and daylight shone be tween the curtains, pale and strange. Something, she knew not what, sent a thrill through the little weak frame and eagerly she peered across the room to the streak of light that showed. "Maman," she called by and by very softly. But Felice was by her side in a moment. She said nothing, but pointed with one hand toward the window. "Ach, Pierre, Pierre, the snow, the snow!" shouted Felice, in her excitement forgetting the little sufferer on the couch, who leant upon her elbow trying to see the street below. "Did I not say?" said Pierre, springing to his feet "Surely God is good." Together they lifted the little one's bed to the window that she might see, and she, with full heart, could not speak for joy; only her lips parted and her eyes overran with tears. Marta and Babette were not long in coming to see the little cue's joy, and Sieur Antoine too, only he did not tarry, but looked into the child's eyes and went away to Pere Martin. They came to gether by and by, shaking the white flakes from their coats and treading very softly in the hall. "See, the snow has come, father," said Pierre, "and she knew, the little one, without seeing it, that it was come." The little eyes were bent only on the window, where without the snow lay white and Boft o'er street and housetop far as the vision went, but the priest, kneeling down beside the bed, took one little cold hand in his, saying: "She is very near to God now; he told her." "The snow has come," said the child's voice. "I knew it-would, God told me." Aye, God told her, and drew her nearer and nearer to him, for with her last breath the pale lips faltered out the words she had not understood. "Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow." The snow was soon gone and with it the little one, but to the white vault that bears her name come often Pierre and Felice, burdened with the grief of their empty hearts. Marie still sells her candy on the street, but in her tray is found no longer the dainty bits for the "little one." Alone in the court Babette Btill scrubs and scrubs, but now, as never of yore, the tears run down her round cheeks and drop into her snowy suds. The roses bloom and wither in Pere Martin's little garden, and the orange blossoms fade, and the fruit falls npon the ground. Up stairs in his garret Sieur Antoine plays ever of the little snowflakes that glist ened in his way of the spirit that is "whiter than enow." Patience Oriel in Philadelphia Times. EHkBs mEl JIC3Hm ij1. mmmj HEREAREMANY USES FOR m n& fey" To clean tombstones. To polish knires. To clean dishes. To renew oil-cloth. To scrub floors. To whiten marble. To renovate p&ist. To wash out suits. To remoTe rust. To brighten aetsU. To scour bath-tabs. To scour kettles. EVERYBODY USES IT. SestiititoelMnrilM teeth. uitont Uj polite their laitrcuntl. Cofctlnan to aeonr their p.m. Xaduslcs to brfchUn tbelr too!. Cooki to e!a tit kitchen ilaC Paiaun to dcta o3 nrftcei. Xu (inter to dfn pirti of mtchlne. liisiiMrs to resorts old cbafeU. Bextoe to clem the tsmUtonts. Bottler ob bruin nd whit Iter. ArllJH to deB their palette. 1Tcelmaa to cleta Llcjdei. Boueatdds to cnb tie sub! Scon. Chccltt toreaos2 tl. Ckrrera to sharpen their ksl'e. 8hrel one ta cew oW itrtv hBV Soldier to brlbtea their na EtnoraVon to da carpet. EVERY ONE FINDS A NEW USE. SOME TEXAS INDIANS. Early Electric Phenomena. An Englishman put on a pair of woolen stockings over his silk ones on a cold winter day. At night he pulled the stockings off without separating them and was astonished by the crackling noise and even the sparks of electricity which followed. When ho drew the silk stockings out of the woolen ones the electrical attraction was so manifest that the stockings would incline toward one another when held more than a foot apart. It happened that the silk stock ings were black and the woolen one3 of light color, but when he tried the experi ment with both stockings of the same color there was no electrical appearance. This stocking experiment soon got to be the fashionable "fad" in England. Ley don jars were charged by the stocking process, and great fun was had by giv ing light shocks to persons and domestic animals. Exchange. The Alabamas Are Pretty Good Bed Men, and They Are 2ot Bead, Either. The Alabama Indians caine from east of tho Mississippi river over 100 years ago. They have been gradually reduced in num bers to about 220, of whom about sixty are warriors. The name of the chief is John Scott, and there are four leading, or rather subordinate chiefs, viz., Billy Ponchy, Washington Silestine, Cnarley Thompson and Joshua Ponebo. Thev havo acquired but little of the habits, customs, etc., of civilization, clinging with tenacity to the savage customs of their race. They are generally honest, truthful, and industrious; they are peaceful and very grave in demeanor, yet at the same time very susceptible to mirth when they per ceive things ludiifloud. A portion wear the same clothing as their white neighbors; others, the garb of their forefathers. They are fond of ornaments, preparing them selves beautiful work in beads and colors. The men wear long black hair, and, where they have not adopted the dress of the whites, wear bright colored shirts and buckskin leggings. The squa-ws dress in bright colored calico, with a profusion of bead, tin and silver ornaments. The Ala bama Indians take care of the old and help less among them. They livo in a village on Big Sandy creek, on a tract of 1.2S0 acres of land given them by the state of Texas. They havo fields, and raise corn, cotton, sweet potatoes, sugar cane and peas, and have horses, cattle, hogs and poultry. They raise sufficient grain for bread, and pick cotton and do other work for the farmers. They are also successful hunters. Their houses are built of logs and slate, and, ac customed to the open air as the inmates are, they are sufficiently comfortable. As might be expecteu, the Indians are superstitious and believe in witchcraft. They are governed by their own tribal laws, which are in some instances very strict; they slay the murderer, etc. For Indians they are a handsome and intelli gent tribe; their law prohibiting marrjing with the whites or colored race is strict. They are expert ball players, and have the following dances: The green corn, bear, horse, frog, deer, bird, chicken, scalp and war dances, and mimic tho different ani mals and birds in their dances. The Ala bama Indians have been for some time in structed by tho Rev. Mr. Curry and his wife. Mr. Curry is now dead, and Mrs. Curry is still teaching them, and deserves great credit for the care and attention she has given them. Galveston News. Tho Wife's Name. Time was when ladies desired nothing better than to be rid of the name which they had inherited. But all things are topsy-turvy now, and the custom of women taking their husband's name is undergoing considerable modifications. Miss Arabella Stuart, when she marries Mr. Tulking horne, becomes Mrs. Stuart-Tulkinghorne; when Mr. Malaprop leads Miss Partington to the altar, she becomes Mrs. Partington Malaprop. It is very pretty r.nd very inde pendent, but one is puzzled about the daughters and what will happen to their names when the custom becomes common if ever it does become common. Miss Partington-Malaprop,married to young Mr. Stuart-Tulkinghorne, would be Mrs. Part ington - Malaprop - Stuart - Tulkinghorne, which would bo worse than the Brydges-Chandos-Temple-Nugent-Grenville of the late Duke of Buckingham. But there need be no such difficulty. In Belgium, where every married man takes hi3 wife's name after his own, the children are known (as he himself is) by the paternal name only. There is something to ha said for the cus tom from tho genealogist's point of view, but the modern woman does not care about genealogy. She wants to assert herself. London Queen. SsR IVvI V I l The German Emperor and Speechmaldng. The following anecdote is related of the German emperor during his journey in the iceboat to Stettin. During the dinner on the Haff, Herr Haker, coun cilor of commerce, rose, and was about to thank the emperor in the name of the merchants of Stettin for the interest which he had shown by his journey in tho trade and communications of Stet tin. The emperor noticed the intention and forestalled him b' saying: "Dear councilor, let us leave this for today, otherwise I shall have to reply, and wo are just now so jolly. Your health!" Of course the speech rem'ained unspoken. London Tit-Bits. Biff Collections In New York Chnrclies. A collection taken up at the church which Cornelius Vanderbilt attends one Sunday morning yielded $11,500, al though it was not an unusual occasion, and no special requests for large amounts had been made. At some of our churches the Sunday collection runs frequently as high as $3,000 or $4,000, and at Grace and Trinity there are occasional collections as large as $10,000. This one, however, is believed to be the largest collection ever taken up on an occasion not extra ordinary. New York Cor. Philadelphia Press. American and English Railways. In England American railways are as a rule the object of almost unmixed lauda tion. We see their marvelous "cheapness, their flexibility of adaptation to rapidly changing circumstances, and the extraor dinary technical ability with which they are managed. On the other hand, wo pay little heed perhaps because we have a difficulty in imagining them to the personal pieferences, the unjust discrim inations, the wild fluctuations of rates, even the actual financial dishonesty, which looks so large in the eyes of the American public, and have given to the agitation in favor of more stringent state control, or even of state ownership, what ever force it possesses. It is worth noticing, therefore, that these blots on the American system have no necessary connection whatever with the system of private management. It can hardly be doubted that the railways of England and tho United States, whichever stood first, would secure the first and second place between them. In speed and in accommodation, whether for freight or for passengers, whether quality or quantity bo taken into consideration, in the energy which pushes railways into the most remote districts, in tho skill which creates a traffic where no traffic existed before, they stand today in the front rank, as they have stood any rime for the last half century. W. M. Acworth in Forum. A Cheap Flower Stand. A little model comes from the piazza of a southern country home. It was made by the home carpenter, and has been repeated in different heights for various corners. It holds the brass hooped water bucket, in tho cover of which lies the cocoanut, or metal, or silver dipper. This convenient supply of fresh drinking water is a marked feature in the southern home, and there is a peculiar charm and feeling of health and purity about it. A part of a beam, not too heavy, forms the support; a round of cross wood the top. This round may also form the base, or tho joints may be of separate pieces. It makes a solid, firm stand, for the large tub of hydrangea, or the less luxuriant geranium or begonia, besides the steps. Paint it green or red. If needed in sitting room or library, use enamel paint, or the stain of walnut, oak or cherry. Put a covering of plush or felt over the top, and a deep furniture network fringe around the circle, and it is a firm, handsome stand for a bronze or china or namental figure or largo lamp. House wife. To Prevent Train Robbery. The best suggestion to prevent train rob bery that we have yet seen comes from George W. Durbrow, of this city. His plan is to have rockets provided in all express and baggage cars, and even in locomotives. Then, in case of tho stopping of a train, the first thing for a messenger to do would be to fill the rocket receptacle and shoot off these warning signals. In this way tho whole country for miles around would be aroused, and the escape of the robbers would be almost an impossibility. If to this the express company would add a gen eral reward for any tram robbers, then the chances of these criminals getting away would be very slight. San Francisco Chronicle. I.ast Time but One. Apropos of the danger incurred in at tending a funeral in cold weather, they tell a clever mot of the musician Auber. Ho was near his eightieth year when some one met him at the funeral of some celebrated personage whose remains he had accom panied to the cemetery. "Yon here, dear master!" a friend exclaimed; 'are you not afraid of getting ill?" "In effect," he re plied, "I think this is the last time I shall come to the cemetery as an amateur." San Francisco Argonaut. s, tecuse ,your" t'&usSrftfss $ b&d. but &dvgi,se IF you don't knowow to, wrfe to us and we will telfjyour.. 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Here is another warning for those care less people who leave their houses and their children to the mercy of chance. Hans Peter Jacobson, twelve years old, and his little sister, who is not yet five years old, were partly burned and partly suffocated to death in their home, at 447 West Huron street, Chicago, a few days ago. Their parents put them to bed at 7 o'clock and tben went to the theater. By the explosion of a kerosene lamp the house took fire, bat the flames were not noticed until nearly midnight. A fireman rushed into the burning residence and carried out the children, but before a doctor could ar rive they died in the rescuer's arms. As the dead children were beinsi carried into a neighbor's house the parents came rushing up. Mrs. Jacobson caught her daughter in her arms, and when Ehe found she no longer lired fell fainting to the sidewalk. The bodies were placed in the parlor and Mrs. Jacobson was carried up stairs. The doctor, who was hastily sum moned, declared her condition a3 precari ous. The fire was quickly extinguished. He Got His Clothes. It is surprising how neat some railroad porters cau appear with one uniform a year, which includes two pairs of trousers, and equally surprising how slovenly home aro before their clothes are three months old. It is very awkward for these latter individuals when their new uniform comes Inte. One of this class in the West Riding had to apply two or three times for his new clothes, which were overdue, but still they did not come. He knew that his gar ments were worse than seedy, and feared that they might fall to pieces, so as a last resort he wrote direct to the superintend ent, telling him of his trouble, and adding (hat should the uniform not come at once he should have to adopt the charcoal sys tem. A reply soon came back, asking for particulars of the charcoal system. The porter then replied.that, as different parts of hi3 body were becomingivisible through his clothes, he intended rubbing them with charcoal for decency's sake. It is needless lo say that tho new things were soon Bent. -Chambers' Journal. A New York lady is entitled to the dis tinction of possessing two pets that are decidedly nnique and unconventional. They are Brazilian armadillos, and it Is a cari ous sight to eee the quaint creatures in their coats of mail fondling their mistress and accepting choice bits of fruit for their dinner. E;rs at Easter. Easter as a festival day is celebrated in various ways by people of different nation alities and religions. Our cousins over the sea have many old time observances which we have never accepted, bat everywhere eggs form a prominent part of the feast. And while tho custom of giving eggs is said to have arisen with the Persians it is now adopted by Jews, Hindoos and Christ ians. Good Honsekeeping. A Sure Care. St, Louis, Kansas City, Pueblo and Denver -wrrn- PAU UP CAPITAL. SURPLUS. - . - 9220.000 C0.040 VIBECTOltff: 8.R. Urn. a. Joha rjartdjtuo. .T.Tuttle, A.W. w je t . . . m.aW.r. w.tLVntr JDa General Bmnldfttg, CUcctig antl Brkerago Butrinesn. Pallman BntTet Sleeping Cars bonds bWni. -VIA THE- COLORADO SHORT LINE The Shorttt Rout to St. Louis. zt Ij nil! 4if wMw- Miss Lafhn What has become of our friend Mr. Clay? Mr. Rand Ho has taken employment in a powder mill for six months. Miss Laflin How strange! Mr. Rand Not at alL He wished to break himself of szaokinj. Puck. 5-DAILY TRAINS-5 KANSAS 0TTY TO ST. LOUIS. Pullman Buffet Sleepta Can. Free Reclinls j Chair Can. H. C. TOWNSENO. Eastern aad Ftenign Rxc2Juurft bought odjwld. UnJtodBtatei'aonds of all denominations bought anJ4 Mid County, Tmroihlp anT MuJalclnii E. K. Powilu rrt'gi. O. VT. LAKtwcn V. rraTt. C E. Kiw.f x, A1 cMr. Fourth National Bank. WICHITA, KANSAS. PAID UP CAPITJ.L, SURPLUS, - iZQO.OOt 16.000 OLIVER BROS. -OCALCKS IV- LUMBER. f!K!!r!ren Crv fnr Pi'trhpr,c nsetnrJa WICHITA, KAJfSAfl. DJREOTOJiS: R. Jow!L CL tv rri. pemr Uju-smj B O. OrT, Asm Hoaik, ;ow J.T. Cs.tn?VU, C Ucttx. H. T. litco. B.LCXBAKD. Pres'Jlost. j.r.Aii.. Vle rrr!Cat. U D. Sum; mm. . CjtmAiat 1.JI. UlTIHmWJijJt. AJXU'-L&M State National Bank. OF WICHITA, 1LAX. CAPITAL, SURPLUS. 100.000 83,004 Yards at Wichita, Mayeld. Welllne. ton, Harper, Attica, fiarden Plain, Anthony. A r Kansas City. Andale nod Haven. Baptized a Two Headed Baby. Few clergymen are placed in such a pre dicament as that with which a San Fran cisco preacher was confronted the other ,day. He was called on recently to baptize an infant, which was said to be dying. "To my utter surprise," he said, "when I reached the house I found it had two heads. For a moment I was at a loa how to pro ceed, for no provision was made in the rules of the chnrch for such 3 coaringeacy. I rnnrlii(?jvl Hmvjvr ihn.t ?n ordw to lw on the safe side it would be necessary to bap- j tize both heads, which I did, and the child died a fewmiQUesJater. ' EHAM'S PAiiHFa rm L.LS mrnTUii! PAINLESS. riliUi EFFECTUAL WORTH A GUINEA A BOX.- For BILIOUS & NERVOUS DISORDERS W Sick Headache, Weak Stomach. Impaired Digestion, Constipation, Disordered Liver, etc,, ACTiHQ LIKE MAGIC on the vital organs, strengthening the muscular system, and arousing with the rosebud of health The Whole Phvdcal Energy of th Hcin Frass. Beecham's Pills, iaken as directed, will quickly RESTORE FEMALES to complete health. SOLD BY ALL DHUCCISTS. Price, 25 cents per Box. Prepared clyly TEGS, TSrTJCH'.Y, Et Eelsi, IareiiHi, xhUii. -B. T. AJ-I.KS CO, SoU AgrrOs for Vnir4 Runt. 3CS 3GT Canal St.. XnB Trk,eho(fyonriritgffitfi4isnaslurplUrjnjtcut nutil jwrAcm'j txUltan nUZECTOBSi J'AiS B. 0.-7. frixr-f W W4tr. "W. - 0r 2. . i.U-n Xb IHrrt, J X ASirz. P V. J. jl lxz.lT&.Jr VeUz QfMt, L U. fiCiier. Sunt J. P. ALLEN, Druggist. Ersyiliisg Kepi is a Fricfess Drof Store 10a EAST DOUGLAS ATI. WICHITA, - - - KAJim REAL ESTATE AGENTS. rweipt of rru but inqvirr first. CMrniin thi papr. DAVISDON 81 CASE John DaTidsoD, Poier Lnmbarman of Sedgwick County. ESTABLISHED :-: 13:-: 1370. VT tMSTj txrsftut !!; cf ntts;24e&s IXSK3S,rUMUe6TAM)(U24 ocnues ik !. at tvtHM. XtmtrmrsjL Jtj.rtetri Re UaMnL Svrf Ia r--cr(i Kss tXAn. i aite seen UUU Swk w yr Jt4 CTT J (era hr saU -ytursiftXT xesttl !c TH2 WLQBlTk BAGL2; . Of- A complete gtok of Pine Lumber, bhxnglea, Lata, Doors, bxaz, etc, ilTraj3 ou hzsui, Ofice and Trd on 31sle t, fee. tirctra Douglx sri. aal First BU Ilranch yards tit Uuluu C5tj-,Oklilto. ca sad idUKao, L. T.