y
ENTLE showers, and
. sunshine (air.
Ask of Earth her bknV
aoma rare.
Zephyra, whisper la
her ear
Worda which she will
wake to hear.
Sunbeams, warm her loving breast
Till she grant us our request:
Tell her 'tis the month of May
Month of our Memorial day.
. Flowers we ask for soldiers brave.
Flowers to strew on every grave:
Now your choicest garlands lend.
Gifts to father, brother, friend
Husband, son and lover all '
. Who marched forth at Freedom'! calL
Flag and blossom, prayer and tear,
Bmlles and songs, from year to year.
In their memory will be brought.
Telling of their battles fought,
e Till the last grand reveille
Wakes their shouts of victory!
Pearl Marie Dunn, In Midland Monthly.
00D morning, Capt.
Baker; I thought
I'd come over
and see you," and
Roro thy came
dancing up the
path to the narrow
porch where the old soldier sat. "I've
Just moved into the big house across the
treet, and somebody told me you used
to be a soldier, so I thought I'd come
over and ask you how you enjoyed the
war?"
The captain looked somewhat taken
back. "Well, I don t know as I can ex
actly say as I enjoyed it, Miss Miss "
"Dorothy Dorothy Seaton." Inter
posed his caller.
"Miss Dorothy, but I stood it as well
ma I could until I got a bullet in my leg,"
and the captain chuckled at his mno
cent joke.
"Oh, how dreadful!" Dorothy cried;
"did the bullet hurt?"
"Well, bullets mostly do hurt," ad
mitted the captain. Just then a figure
appeared in the open doorway behind,
and Dorothy looked up.
"How do you do, Mrs. Baker," she
aid, politely: "I thought I'd come over
and call on the captain this morning.
Mrs. Baker laughed. "Why, he ain't
m captain, she cried, in surprised
amusement.
But Dorothy's equanimity was un
disturbed. "I know he isn't," she an-
wered, calmly; "but I was asking
mamma what people were called that
went to war, and she said generals and
privates and colonels and captains.
thought captain was the prettiest name,
and I didn't believe. Mr. Baker would
mind If I called him that."
"No, I guess he don't mind," his wife
agreed, grimly.
"He was telling me some stories about
the war and the bullet he got in his leg;
It must have hurt him awfully."
"Now don't you go to tellin' that child
any stories about all the dreadful things
that ever happened to you." Mrs. Baker
uddenly turncd-upon the lately titled
captain, who murmured, hnstily:
va'n't goin' to," for the enptuin's pride
would have kept him silent about his
cork leg, even had he not with his own
sympathetic nature understood a child's
sensitiveness.
"The captain s leg must have hurt
him very much, but it's nice he didn't
get killed in the war," Dorothy suggest
ed, desiring to say something pro
pitiatory to the formidable Mrs. Baker.
But this was evidently not exactly the
right thing.
"Well, if he'd died somebody might 'i
got that pension money he didn't seem
to know how to get," and Mrs. Baker
niffed over Dorothy's head at h&r hus
band.
"Now, Miranda, that wa'n't my fault,"
tne captain protested; but this, instead
of quieting Miranda, only startpd her.
to Dorothy's great dismay, with new
vehemence on this most distressing and
confusing subject. It was not until the
captain said, with gentle but impressive
dignity: "There, there, Miranda, that'll
do before our neighbors," that his wife
aubsided and went into the house.
Dorothy breathed a little more freely
wnen sne was gone, and tried to think
of some fitting and comforting remark.
"It's too bad you haven't got a little
girl, captain, she said, after a healing
alienee since airs, ttakor s retirement.
"I did have one once; I'll show you her
picture," and the captain drew from his
worn vest pocket a little black case and
displayed to Dorothy a picture. The
little girl represented was not exactly
pretty in Dorothy's estimation, and her
Jiair was done in a must wonderful man
ner.
"Ia she grown up now?" Dorothy
asked.
3
v. The captain sighed and slipped the
y ease back into his pocket. "No," he
'mid, "she died while I was off at the
war."
"lira. Baker must have felt dreadful
ly bad, too," Dorothy ventured, rather
doubtful as to the effect of grief on one
of that lady s temperament.
"Oh, she wasn't Susie's mother.
- men in response to Uorotby s sur
prised look he went quickly on: "Her
another died right after the war and
married again." Why did the captain
igh? "The present Mrs. Baker," he
added, loyally, "is a very fine woman
and a hard worker. She does a great
deal for me, and I ought to be very
" uankiui."
. un, yes, 01 course," Dorothy re-
ponded, in quick sympathy. "X think
he seems very fond of" she hesitated
"of talking." ., -, ., ,
A sudden twinkle caaie into the cap-
tain gentle eyes, But he heard a step
Sin the hallway and hastily changed the
topic 01 conversation.:
"I hope you'll come and see me real
often; I git kinder lonesome some
times," he said, and Dorothy, who had
also heard the step, rose hastily to go,
i ie, I'll, come and see you," she
.. aald, nodding brightly at him. "Man
ma said you couldn't walk very far, to
ril try and come most every day." A
prompt acceptance of all invitations
waa one of Dorothy's marked charac
teristics. , .
lire. Baker stood in the doorway and
Dorothy turned upon the lowest step
to say in her sweet voice: "Good-by,
Present Mrs. Baker," then lightly went
down the walk, leaving to the captain
the demanded explanation of his wife s
new title.
I've got. a new frjend," Dorothy an
nounced at luncheon, for at luncheon
Dorothy had conversational right of
way; at dinner time it was different.
He s an old soldier and he's got rheu
matism in one leg and a bullet in the
other, but he's very pleasant and he
wants me to come and see him every
day. Once he had a little girl he loved
very much, and he says she looked like
me. Her picture isn t very pretty and
her hair's done up in funny little
braids, but he says she was a very nice
little girl, so of course I'm glad I look
like her. He's got a wife, too, the Pres
ent Mrs. Baker," with great empresse-
ment, "and she s rather rather ex
haustin' when she talks, and she doesn't
like it 'cause) the captain doesn't get
any pen pencil money. What is pencil
money?" After receiving a simple ex
planation of the pension system Dor
othy went on. "She says it was his
fault he didn t get the pension money,
and they need it dreadfully to make
both sides meet, and she has to work
her fingers to the bone really she
looks quite fat 'cause" but here Dor
othy was silenced and told that if she
gossiped about her captain neighbor
she could not go to see him any more.
The acquaintance that Dorothy had
begun grew more delightful and inti
mate as tune went on. Dorothy became
very fond of her captain for a num
ber of reasons; first, because he told
such wonderful stories; then because
his wife was not more polite, because
be had a bullet in his leg and could not
get a pension, and last, but not least,
because be always called her Miss Dor-
THE CAPTAIN'S LEQ SEEMED COMINO TOWARD HER.
othy, which seemed flattering from a
man of his age and war experience.
Mr. Baker's love for Dorothy was
founded on quite as good reasons. In
the first place, everybody loved Dor
othy, and a tender-hearted old man
could prove no exception to this rule;
then she reminded him of his lost little
girl, was a solace to him after the
stormy ways of Present Mrs. Baker,
and, finally, it was undeniably delight
ful to an humble private to be ad
dressed as captain.
But there came a sudden interruption
to this friendship one fair spring day.
The captuin had taken his usual consti
tutional within the limits of his small
garden and was removing his rubbers
on the front porch for he was a careful
man, and always wore both galoshes
despite his cork foot, partly for appear
ance's sake, partly because he feared
lest some dampness traveling up his
cork leg might surreptitiously enter
his rheumatic system. Now the captain
being also a stout man was finding
great difficulty in removing his foot
gear and was puffing and laboring when
Dorothy appeared walking up the path.
"Oh, Capt. Baker," she cried, "hnw red
your face is! Let me help you!" and
before the breathless captain could re
monstrate she was sitting on the step
below tugging bravely at the obstinate
rubber. But for some strange reason
it was hard to remove and Dorothy ex
erted her strength, which was by no
means small, for a final effort. She
heard something snap, the captain
called, "Take care!" and horror of hor
rors! Dorothy found herself pulling off
not merely the rubber but the boot, and
indeed the captain's very leg seemed
coming toward her. With an awful
shriek Dorothy sprang to her feet and
fled down the garden path; she heard
Present Mrs. Baker come to the door
and what seemed like a malicious burst
of laughter was borne after her as she
sped up the drive to her own home.
She burst into the reception room and
flung herself on her mother with wild
sobs. "Oh, mamma," she cried, "send
for the doctor, quick, quick! The cap
tain s leg was cracked in the war and
I've broken it right offl I believe his
wife's glad, 'cause she'd get the pension
money if he should die. Oh, my dear,
dear captain, don't let me kill him!
Oh, send for the doctor! do send for
the doctor!" "And Dorothy's words
ended in a long crescendo wail.
It was some time before explanatioas
could be given, and Dorothy ceased her
cries and understood that the captain
had lost his own leg in the war and now
had a cork . leg, which was strapped
on every morning and taken off every
night, and that perhaps the strap was
old and broken and Dorothy s sudden
tug had loosened or broken it.
It was supposed she would soon run
smiling over to call on the captain, but
for some time Dorothy neither visited
nor spoke of him. When she went by
Ills house and saw him in the garden
or on the porch she would nod and
smile gravely, but she no longer socially
tripped up, the path and seated herself
familiarly on the steps.
But as the soldiers' day drew near,
Dorothy felt as though there must be
reconciliation between herself and
her captain friend. Decoration day,
a a rule, was not made much of in this
small town. But this year was to be
more impressive. A dignitary from
Washington, who chanced to be visiting
near, was to make an open-air speech by
the soldiers' monument, and since he
was afterward to be entertained at Dor
othy's home there was much said about
the coming celebration.
Of late Dorothy had not bad her usual
conversational opportunity at lunch
eon, so that it was rather difficult for
her to accomplish her desire to carry
the flowers she had picked to the town
hall, where they might be taken in
charge by the committee. But on Dec
oration day, at the lust moment before
the procession started for the cem
etery, her mother sent Dorothy with a
message to her father at the hall, and
Dorothy seized this opportunity to take
her great bunch of apple blossoms and
garden japonica in the carriage with
her. There was much bustle when she
reached the hall; boys were running
hither and thither and men were look
ing businesslike and hurried. Doro
thy was not intending to Intrust her
commission to any boy; she walked
straight up to the most distinguished
person to be seen, a great man in brass
buttons, gilt cord and gold lace, and
smiling in sweet consciousness offered
him the flowers.
"If you please, I should like to have
these flowers put on Capt. Baker's
grave," she said.
The man smiled back into the wide,
brown eyes below the flowered hat
brim. "And who was Capt. Baker, my
little lady?" he asked, graciously.
Dorothy did not notice the change of
tense. "Ile'B a great friend of mine,"
she said, in happy pride, "and he lives
right near my house."
The gentleman stared at her in
amazement. "Why, I thought you
wairted to put these flowers on hit
grave?" he exclaimed.
"Oh, yes," Dorothy hastened to ex
plain, "but not on the grave of the
whole of him; he only lost part of him
in the war. I thought if you remem
bered the people that were all killed
you ought to remember the others that
were some killed. I wanted you to put
these flowers on his leg s grave.
The gentleman was smelling the
flowers and did not answer at once.
"You see," Dorothy eagerly went on,
"lie's quite an old man, and he couldn't
be a farmer after he had a cork" a
bitter memory returned "a cork leg,
ana tney umu t even give him a pen
sion, and they ought to, for he's a very
nice man, and needs it more than lots
of folks that get it, papa says."
The gentleman liftgd his face from
the flowers now. "But where is his leg
buried .' he asked.
Dorothy looked disappointed. "I
don't know," she answered sadly. "I
asked mamma once, and she said she
didn't know, but I thought some of you
would be able to find it.
"Why, Dorothy," said her father's
voice behiqd, "where did you come
from?" Then Dorothy gave him her
mother's message, and when the gen-
tleman said he was coming to her house
after the celebration and would talk
about the captain and his pension, Dor
othy rode home in a very contented
frame of mind.
She gathered another great bunch of
white, wide apple blossoms and bright
scarlet flowers, and started for a visit to
the neglected captain. He sat by the
wiadow this Decoration day in a most
despondeDt mood. It was quite true,
as Mrs. Baker said, that if he had had
more push and assurance he might long
since have obtained his well-deserved
pension, and now made much more im
pression on the army men oMhis town;
but the captain was always a retiring
man, and sickness and age had not
made him more self-confident. Wnat
with his physical pain from his rheu
matism and his heart's sorrow at his
lack of ability, he was beginning to feel
like a very old soldier now, and he an
swered with unusual impatience to Mrs,
Baker s twentieth twitting remark:
wish to gracious I was dead with the
rest of the soldiers."
Trrsjn he went 6ut on the porch, and
there was Dorothy coming across the
road with her beautiful bunch of flow
ers. She came straight for bis gate and
up his garden path, and the face of the
old captain brightened like the face of
one thankful for a long and happy life,
"How do you do, Capt. Baker," Doro
thy s sweet voice said. I thought I d
come over and joyful you up, 'cause it's
Decoration day," and the little lady held
out her hand as a sign of forgetf ulness
and reconciliation.
The captain- shook it warmly. "If
real good of you to remember an old sol
dier. Miss Dorothy," he said, heartily,
"That's more'n anybody else does,"
Mrs. Baker murmured sourly from the
door.
Dorothy turned toward her with a
bright smile. She had learned to ap
preciate the present Mrs. Baker' ex
cellent qualities despite her fondness
for talking, It s a very pleasant day,
isn t it?" she questioned, cheerfully.
Mrs. Baker nodded and smiled faintly.
"There's a man that lives in Wash
ington coming to our house to-night,
Present Mrs. Baken, and I'm goinfe to
talk to him about the captain's money
pension." .
"I think this gentleman will see about
it, I really do," Dorothy added in eager
interest, "and papa thinks you ought to
have it. Capt. Baker." , . '
Capt. Baker flushed. "Well, I don't
know," he said.
"Now you jest keep still," Mrs. Baker
said, as she went into the house, and
from force of habit the captain waa
silent, V
"Wouldn't you really like to have it ?"
Dorothy questioned; "I think it would
make Present Mrs. Baker feel real
pleasant." ..-.
The captain nodded thoughtfully.
So it would Miss Dorothy," he ad
mitted, "so it would."
I was sorry you couldn't go to the
cemetery and see them decorate the
graves, Dorothy said, In abrupt
change of subject "Some folks think
it's very interesting."
Why didn t you go?" the captain
asked, suddenly.
Dorothy flushed. "I I thought
p'r'aps you might be lonesome."
The captain coughed spasmodically.
'Bless my soul!" he cried, huskily,
bless my soul! and then he got up and
limped to the end of the little porch.
"Oh, captain, cried Dorothy, "see the
procession! They're marching right
down this way. Oh, do come and see!"
The captain came to Dorothy's sid
to look at the advancing column. Dor
othy dashed into the house to call Mrs.
Baker, and together the three stood,
Dorothy waving her flowers, Mrs.
Baker her apron and the captain his
stick as the soldier boys came down
the road. They marched on for a little
distance, then suddenly lined up on
either side of the street with a salute.
Oh!" cried Dorothy, "they're stop
ping right in front oyour house, Capt.
Baker. Isn't it lovely?"
Then down between the ranks of men
came the carriage bearing Dorothy's
father and the chief man of the day,
and stopped directly in front of the
captain's little house. Mrs. Baker hid
in the doorway, and the captain him
self would have run away, but for his
game leg and Dorothy holding him
fast. Then the great man from Wash
ington stood up in the carriage and
spoke about Soldier Baker's bravery in
the war, and how it would be more ma
terially rewarded. ("That means the
pension," Mrs. Baker whispered from
the doorway), and how he had lost a
leg in the service of his country
(Dorothy was afraid that might hurt
the captain's feelings) and the speech
ended with the words: "Though to
day be a memorial of the dead, let it
also be a time of honor for the living."
And then some boy in bright uniform
came to take from the carriage a bou
quet, and walking up the puth, pre
sented it to Capt. Baker with a military
salute, which the captain returned in
excellent fashion. "Oh," cried Dorothy,
when she recognized the bouquet she
had taken to the hall. "I'm afraid they
didn't find the grave;" but nobody
heard the remark, for a deafening shout
arose as the troops gave three times
three for brave Soldier Baker. There
upon the great man rose again, and it
was the captain's turn to prevent Dor
othy from running away, for they
cheered for little Jkf isa Seaton . with a
hearty will. Then the carriage moved
on and the soldiers formed into line and
marched away, saluting as they passed,
and leaving three flushed and smiling
people on the captain's little porch.
"Now I call that real nice," Mrs.
Baker said, enthusiastically, and there
was a suspicious moisture, in her hard
eyes.
The captain drew a great breath and
sank down into his piazza chair. "They
didn't forget an ofd soldier," he said,
holding his bouquet tightly.
Dorothy laughed happily. "I must
go home now, Capt. Baker," she said,
"I haven't been to see you very much
lately, but I'm coming oftener now. I
brought you these other flowers be
causebecause you lost your little girl
wtrrn you were in the war, and they will
remember you of her."
"Bless my soul!" ejaculated the cap
tain, "bless my soul!" Then as Dor
othy went down the path he muttered,
nodding between his two great bou
quets: "I declare if I ain't glad I'm a
live soldier, after all." Frances Bent
Dillingham, In Springfield (Mass.) Re
publican. Not alone the fairest garlands of the May
Bring a nobler tribute for our dead to-day,
Bravery asks honor only of the brave.
What avails if cowards. deck a hero'i
grave?
Greet this sacred morning with the solemn
vow.
"Freedom's fallen vanguard! We will
serve her now!
"Sleep In peace, O martyrs! faithful to the
last:
Ws will make our present worthy of your
past!"
Harper's Bazar.
Orlgia of Decoration. Day,
In the early years following the closi
of the civil war, it became customary
for the returned soldiers to gather in
the cemeteries and place flags upon thi
graves of their fallen comrudes. This
was a putriotic and appropriate remem
brance of the heroes of unwitten his
tory, though, naturally, it affected but
a limited portion of any community,
But this ceremony, followed year aftei
year, in due time was united with the
efforts of citizens to show their appre
ciation of martial bravery. Flowerj
were Introduced, while citizens and sol
diers joined in a parade, where flying
flags, the fife and the drum, with varied
public exercises, made an. appeal no
alone to sentiment but to the natriotioa
of all.
litpt
-life m SI
Mmmmi
STEEL WAGON TRACK.
The One Tested by the Minnesota Kx
pertinent Station la Hot an la
ejaallOed Bacccaa.
The steel trsck at the Minnesota ex
periment station is a portion of the
track prepared by the office of road in
quiry of the department of agriculture
for the Omaha exposition last year. The
Steel rails, a, are eight inches wide, with
one-half inch flange, e, at the outer
edge, and 30 feet long. They are made
of channel steel, and to the channel
steel are bolted L-shaped strips of steel,
b, which extend outward. There are no
timbers used. The channel, c, should
be filled with, cement before laying.
CROSS SECTION OF STEEL TRACK.
ThiB gives a base for each rail to rest
upon a little over a foot wide. The rails
are tied together every eight or ten feet
by means of bars or cross ties, d, which
are bolted to the bottoms of the rails.
This road has been tried but little. It
was laid only a month or so before the
ground froze last fall. The first experi
ment of trying it with dirt or gravel
surfacing material showed that it was
not a success, as the wheels of the
wagon would run off the track and cut
into the gravel or dirt. The edges of the
rails being smooth, the wheels would
not come back onto the track readily.
Broken stone and cobble stones were
then used and helped to return the
wheels to the track, these stones being
laid both inside and outside of each rail,
as shown at g.
The steel would probably cost $2,500
per mile. It would work much better
with macadam between the tracks and
for a foot or two on either side. This
would bring the cost up to the cost of
macadam. It may be that the rails can
be made in some different form that
will hold the wheels on the track, and so
constructed that the wheels will easily
come back on to the track when in a
rut beside the rails, though it is quite
likely that stone will be necessary to ac
complish this last. Orange Judd
Farmer.
WHAT AILED THE SAW.
An Old Story Applied to Bon.l Offl.
elalo Who Know Nothing; About
Their Bnslneaa.
Several townships in the vicinity of
Laconia, N. H., are said to be dissatis
fied with the new system of maintain
ing the highways and wish to go back
to the old highway district system.
The Laconia Democrat says the new
system is all right and adds: "Some of
the towns near here are loud in their de
nunciations of the present law, but
come to investigate it is either a case
where no money is raised or like the
man and the saw. A carpenter went to
a professional saw-filer with a hansl
saw to be fixed; the professional joint
ed, set it and filed it. In a short time the
carpenter came back and said he: 'This
taw don't go right.' The old filer joint
ed it again and filed it as well as he
tould. The next morning the carpenter
came back with the saw, and in the
same language: 'This saw don't go
right.' The professional took it, put on
his glasses and sawed off several piifes
of timber and it cut true and very nice
ly. He handed it back to the man and
said he: 'The trouble is not so much
with the snw as the durned fool that
runs it.' Where the law does not work
right it is not the fault of the law but
the men that run it; a thousand times
rather shift officers than vote to go
back."
Trenching; Land for Crops.
Years ago English farm papers had
much to say about the advantage of
trenching land, especially in. gardens,
instead of plowing it. Labor on, the
farm has always been so cheap that
trenching or hand digging of land is
often resorted to to give employment
to labor at low rates. It is a waste of
labor mostly, for the hand digging of
trenches does not fit the soil any better
for crops than will the subsoil plow,
which merely follows the surface plow,
pulverizing the subsoil withoi.t bring
ing it up. In fact, the subsoil plow,
except on the very richest land, does
better work than can be done by trench
ing. In hand digging much of the sub
soil is pretty sure to be mixed with
surface soil. Only very rich soil can
bear such mixture without injury to the
first crop after it has been done.
A Pound of Onion Seed.
Replying to the question as to how
many bushels of onion seeds one pound
of Beed will produce, a writer says:
"The more thickly the seed is sown the
smaller the sets, hence it is difficult to
estimate the number of bushels from
one pound, the sets varying in size from
a pea to a large marble. It requires
ubout five pounds of seed per acre for
on onion crop and about eight times
as much fur sets. A pound contains
about 115,000 seeds, and if allowance is
made for loss in germination, etc., at
least one bushel of sets can be obtained,
and probably much more under favor;
able conditions.
Cruelty of Bad Roads.
Operations in the Scio (W. Va.) oil
fields were suspended recently because
of proceedings against the companies
by the Society for the Prevention of
Cruelty to Animals. The roads in all
directions were almost impussuble and
the society ordered all horses kept out
of the fields. Oil well supplies of every
description were tied up and hundreds
of employes were idle, waiting fpr ttie
roads to improve. The situation was
peculiar for a booming oil territory.
If supplies hud been started with the
roads in their bad condition the society
would have instituted proceedings.
Should Not Expect It.
No rural community that does not
tnnke some effort to procure good roads
should expect free delivery at mails,
Wsrtfc of Words.
Once upon s time s beggar importuned
I lawyer for alms.
"Let me give you some advice," said the
lawyer.
"I'd rather you sold the advice and gave
ne the proceeds," ventured the beggar, try
ing not to seem forward.
This fable teaches that, under certain
circumstances, fine words can be made in
iirectly to butter paranipi. Detroit Jour-
Give the Children a Drink
died Grain-O. It is s delicious, appetizing,
souriahing food dnok to talta the place of
;offee. Sold by all grocers and liked by all
L i j .. T i..
WUU UV uacu t uvuk wuch
prepared it tastes like the finest coffee but
is free from all its injurious properties.
Grain-0 aide digestion and strengthens the
nerves. It is not a stimulant but s health
builder, and children, as well as adults, can
drink it with great benefit Costs about I as
much as coffee. 15 and 25c.
Bo Ynr Feat Aeh and Barnt
Shake lnt your shoes, Allen's Foot-Ease,
a powder for the feet. It makes tightorNew
Huoea feel Easv. Cures Corns, Bunions,
Swollen, Hot, Callous, Bore, and Sweating
Feet. All Druggist and Shoe Store sell
it, 25c. Sample sent FREE. Address,
Allen B. Olmsted, Le Roy, N. Y.
Bis Snap.
Mrs. Finnigan Bedad, yer hoosbind
drisses as iv he wor s flure-walker er a
banker! Phwere is he wur-rkin' ?
Mrs. Flannigan Shure, he's got an ili
gant job in a horseless livery stable, fadin
air t' thim hobo-mobo troocka! Puck.
His I'saal Place.
"Witness, did you ever see the prisoner
st the bar?"
"0, yes, that's where I got acquainted
with him. Stray Stories.
Lane's Family Medicine. '
Mores the bowels each day. In order to
be healthy this is necessary. Acts gently on
the liver and kidneys. Cures sick head
ache. Price 25 and 50c.
The man who talks most about the diffi
culties of faith, takes the absurdities of so
called science at a swallow. Ram's Horn.
It is one thing to talk and another to say
somethinr. Ohicauo Daily News.
Absolute Proof
I 1
mm
Your rume and address on & postal Card will
bring you absolute proof that Dr. ViiUiimV Pink Pilli
for Pale People will cure you if you ore afflicted
with any disease of the blood or nerve.. Mention
the disorder with whici you &re suffering and we
will send evidence that will convince and Satisfy
you th&t Or Williams' PinK Pills for Pale People will
cure you.
These pills contain, in & condensed form, all the
elements necessary to dive new life and richness to the
uiuuq anu revture iiaiicrca. nerve, incyarc an uu-
i-a- l t is. a ..
failing specific for such
St. Vitus' d&nce. sciatica.,
partial paralysis and all forms, of weakness either
in men or women.
To a Lawrence Journal reporter Mr. O. H. Snyder, a welt known ' ?
citizen of Lawrence, Kan., related a wonderful aturv. He said :
"1 am now seventy years of age. About three years ago I experi
enced a coldness or numbness in tbe feet, then ereepln? up my legs,
until It reached my body. 1 grew thin, appetite poor an J did not rellsb
my food. 1 became unable to move about. Consulted several dis
tinguished physicians, one telling me I had locomotor ataxia, another,
creeping paralysis. X took thesr medicines but continued to grow
TTore. A friend advised me to try Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale
People. Before 1 bad finished my ft rat box 1 found that they wer
benentlng me. 1 used twelve boxes and was perfectly cured. Although
over six months since 1 utied my lata pill thero has been no return of
the disease. My appetite is good aud general bealtb belter than for
many yeurs."
- Look for the full name on the package. At druggists or direct from the
Dr. Williams Medians Co, Schenectady, N.Y. 50c pet box. 6 boxes JX50.
"GOOD WIVES
THE LIGHT OF
ESPECIALLY
Epworth League
NATIONAL CONVENTION,
Indianapolis, Ind.,
JULY 20-23, 1S99.
ONLY
One Fare Round Trip
Except that from points wlthla 88
nllea the e scar on fare will b
One anil Ouvlalnl Far Air &oaad
Trip aot to exceed eae dollar.
VIA
BIG FOUR
Tickets will be on sal rVom all points
July IV, SO, St. From aolnl. within 73
miles of Iaillanapolls oa Jsr 19, SO, Si,
S aad aa, 1SSI.
Retnrnlns tickets will be soad Sa leave
Indianapolis to July aath, with a proviso
thai ir tickets arc deposited with Joins
Ascnt at Indlnnapoila not later than
JULY 4h, and payment of fee of fto
cents at the time ofdepn.lt, tickets maybe
extended Sa leave Indianapolis to and In
cludes Ausast SO, isas.
For full information regarding
tickets, rates and routes and time of
trains, call on agents " Bijr Four
lioute," or address the undersigned,
WARREN J. LYNCH.
Gen. Pus. A Ticket Asefat,
CINCINNATI, O.
Oklahoma
Offers Opulent
Opportunities
To those who desire new lands snd
homes; also unsurpatwed chances
for industrial investments by capi
talists aud manufacturers.
Its Farm Products in im include
25.1X10,000 bushels of wheat, 140,000
bales of cotton, aad millions of dol
lars worth of other grains,! ruits,etc
Send for free copy of pamphlet
entitled "The Truth About Okla
homa." At stated times low rate
Homeseekers' Excursion tickets
are sold via bants k?e Route to
Oklahoma.
' AddrMt Ocneml PsMenect- Ofllre,
Ik Atchiasa, Toaaka 4 Santa fa Beltway,
m ohiuauo.
THB nrUfrVH 'he world's srentest hew, by
HFC lit ULII Ll Slora-.llalsiend. AtiENTS
lift OF MUIIL I WANTKO. Oul, ai.SO.
writ rata, a, t, aiuaa, uwa u., uuuuo.
A m
m
An Excellent Combination.
The pleasant method and beneficial
effects of the well known remedy,
Stbup of Flos, manufactured by the
Califokhia Fie SrsuF Co., illustrate
the value of obtaining the liquid laxa
tive principles of plants known to be
medicinally laxative and presenting
them in the form most refreshing to the
taste and acceptable to the system. It
is the one perfect strengthening; laxa
tive, cleansing the system effectually,
dispelling colds, headaches and fevers
gently yet promptly and enabling ona
to overcome habitual constipation per
manently. Its perfect freedom from
every objectionable quality and sub
stance, and it acting on the kidneys,
liver and bowels, without weakening
or irritating them, make it the ideal
laxative.
In the process of manufacturing figs
are used, as they are pleasant to the
taste, but the medicinal qualities of the
remedy are obtained from senna and
other aromatic plants, by a method
known to the California Fio Syrup
Co. only. In order to get its beneficial
effects and to avoid imitations, please)
remember the full name of the Company
printed on the front of every package.
CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP CO.
BAIT FRANCISCO, OAL. .
LOUI8VTXLS, XT, HEW TOXX, W. T. '
For sale by all OruKgists. Price 50c. va botua.
diseases as locomotor at&xi
neur&ldia. rheumatism.
GROW FAIR IN
THEIR WORKS,"
IF THEY USE
N1IA
MIhre ben tulRg CA SCA RETS for
Insomnia, with which 1 have been afflicted for
over twenty years, and I can say tout Cuscarstt -harr
given me more relief than any other reme
dy I bave ever tried. I shall certainly recom
mend them to my friends as being all they ar
represented.' Thos. Gillabi), igln. ui.
Pleaiant. Palatable. Potent, Teste Good. Do
Good, Neyet sicken. Weoken. or Gripe, 10c, 26c, Wo.
... CURE CONSTIPATION. ...
aTiit amy tap,, amn iini. in tw. iis-
M.Tfl.Rlfi ty1 and jrosrsnteed or all dnnj-
I U-BAto u CI ICK Tobacco HabIL
In the Great Grain and.
Grazing Belts of West
ern Canada and infor
mation an to how to
secure them can be had
on application to Su-
,3 perintendent of Iromi
S ration, uuawa, uuoa
a. or to M. V. Mo
INNUS. No. 1 Merrill Block, Detroit, Mich.
The Bonotlfs
of an accurate snd correctly made CYO-
CHAIN can not be me.urrd In words. Doo t
worry along with a cheap chain, hn fur Si. HO
Ion can seta II BChflftPW M CHAIN, ihm
indtbal nt'v- rCAwUvl. erstve.tronbbek
sent on receipt Of price, potuure paid Elate numher
of link, and width, whether MS, M or 6-Woeotera.
CLINTON CHAIN WORKSr
14 aomia Ctlntaa Street, S'hleaa.
READERS or THIS PAPER
' UES1K1NQ TO BUT ANYTHING
ACVKKT1NKU IN ITS OOM-MNS : ,
SHOULD INSIST UPON 11AV1N4 -WHAT
tTHKT ABK StlR, RKFUMNO
ALL SUBSTITUTES OH IMITATIONS.
Aflyc We rtvea f!r. wtch free for Mlllne
W packwos of our ,
AND JaaaNcac BuiriNd Tablct
Cm M HnmeiMn new. price loe pks- Kncn
iriLS '- mskel IS Ota. Scud Ii.ma snd
...w ,dartM we nlll lend the uhlt-u. .
CsmmsTtlslSpetlillyCe-, P.0,BoxH99,Bo4tcni, Mats.
A. M. K.-C 1762
WHEN WRITIKe TO A1VEHTII-'K
BdeaM MaSe that ran saw Ska Advartlaa
Banal la thin aaas
Jpfyfi CANDY
f VJy CATHARTIC jt
h TSMDI MMH eaotrrtaco jrer
FREE In
V