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NO FRIEND LIKE THE OLD FRIEND.
there is no friend like the old friend to make the fond heart bleed When he meets yon with a supercilious air And his glancing eye assures you that he knows you're gone to Eeed And 'tis no more use for him to treat yoa fair. ..... Oh, his fine affected tone As he talks with you alonq And the patronizing cadence of his voice, For the fool can scarce construe The subjective strength in you Or he would not so pretentiously rejoice. There is no friend like the old friend to make the fond heart sad As.be turns away his head to see you not. Forgetting all the favorB from your hands that he has had— Tis so rich to cut you dead upon tlio spot. Oh, his blank and stony glare, Bhot straight up into the air And the dignified demeanor of his back! Ah, fool, beyond tho days Of his hypocritic praise, Mow dark Nemesis to call upon his trackl There is no friend like the old friend to make the heart rejoice When he grubs your toil hard hand and hues it tight, The old ring and the true ring in his well re membered voice, While his eyes are filled with manifest de light, r,v For he greets you with a shout, Simulation all left out, A hearty friend, a lifelong friend- puro gold, And ho holds you long and late With a force as strong as fate— The bond of faithful friendship grand and old. There is no friend liko the old friend to drive dull cere away, To lift the laden breast and make it stonr. Liko a burst of summer suusliine his pmsuico glads tho day And pats the devil's blue to utter rout, For what's the odds to him If your prospects yet are dim And the binding of your vest is worn and frayed? Like a rock lie stands by you With a friendship warm aiul true And a faithful sense of honor unbmr iyed. —William Walstoin Gordok in New York Homo Journal. FINDING A LOVER. "Ladybug, ladybup, fly away! Bring mo beau without delay. St. Andrew's uiglit had come around just 18 times iu tho brief existwico of Martha McClintock, uiid for years at the midnight hour of tho fateful day the girl had said her li trio speech to tho ladybug. It is an old superstition th^t huorsbo who desires to be happily mated must find a ladybug on St. Andrew's day. The tiny black beetle must be imprison ed all day and l:o given its liberty iu the witching hour of ghosts and gob lins. Then within a year will come a beau to marry the lady fair. in Honiton township every buy and girl, since they were old enough to know anything of beans and sweethearts, fol lowed tho old time superst ilions custom on St. Andrew's night. If any of them married within tho year, they extolled the efficacy of the charm of the lady bug, and tho ypung folk of Honiton be lieved all the more faithfully iu it. Martha McClintock began to try the charm at the age of 14, not because she lacked schoolboy beaus, for she was a pretty girl, but because marriage meant to her nioro than a lover and a protect or. It meant a deliverer ti\,:u an un kind fate. The McClintocks belonged to some of the oldest families of Virginia. They had been well to do once upon a time, but had become impoverished. Grief carried away Martha's mother, and then her father died, leaving tho poor girl alone in tho world, save for the kinship of an old aunt, who had becomo estranged from the family many years ago. She was tho sister of Martha's fa ther, who had forever incurred the dis pleasure of his family by marrying tho prettiest girl in an adjoining township rather than the brido they had chosen for him. To this aunt, who was well off in worldly goods, Martha was sent by the town authorities. Tho girl was not a welcome gift from tho township, but in view of her close relation to Martha's father and her ability to house and feed and clothe her she could not well refuse to receive her. To tie the sensitive, ten der, young creature, who had been loved to idolatry by two doting parents to a sour old maid, who looked with af fection upon no one but a half dozen cats, was like imprisoning a lark in a dismal cage. In this loveless atmosphere tho child grew into a maiden. Sho was given as good an education as the place afforded, for her spinster aunt shunned the criti cism of her neighbors, which would have been poured out upon her had she neglected to givo so bright a girl thenecessary schooling. Martha learned rapidly. She took advantage of every opportunity to enrich her mind, and as all tho teachers wero fond of her and sought to bring as much brightness as possible into tho young girl's life her school days were among the happiest of her existence. At the age of 16 her guardian took her from school, believ ing that she had done enough so far as her niece's mental development was concerned. A life of drudgery began with that day for Martha McClintock. The serv ant was dismissed, and sho was install ed as maid of all work. The tedium and hardship of menial labor might have been borne in patience had she not been cut off from all companionship with the young people of the placo. Sho met them only on Sunday at church, and even then the ogre eye of tho spinster con fined tho intercourse to a mere greeting or a friendly handshako from tho more courageous youths of tho village. Tho monotony of her lonely life mado Martha despondent, and her daily prayer was one for deliverance from tho serf dom. Thus St. Androw's day camo for the eighteenth time in the young girl's life, and in accordance with the custom of the young folks of her acquaintance she searched high and low for a lady bug among the 6lirubs of her aunt's garden. The season was late, and the bags and beetles had not come out as early as formerly. Ladybugs were un usually scarce that year, and Martha was sorely disappointed when her search availed hoe nothing. In bitter tears over her hard lot the girl retired for the first time since she could remember, unable to carry out tho charm with the ladybug. Her sleep was restless and frequent ly broken by tho sobs she could not control. At midnight sho arose. Per haps she would find a ladybug, after all, if she went out now in the moon light and renewed her search among tho grapevines that trailed around the fence at the far end of the garden. Softly she crept down stairs and out of the rear door. Her aunt was a sound sleeper, and the girl felt safe from her molesta tions. She hurried down to the fence, the moon guiding her footsteps as it peeped out from underneath a cloud. Soon it shone full and white over tho entire landscape, bringing into bold re lief every object in the garden. The big wine leaves were silhouetted against the darker background. The dewdrops sparkled like diamonds, and busy ants that crawled over them were distinctly visible. Suddenly Martha stopped. There, a-way up near the top of tho fence, she saw a ladybug perched on a leaf which stood out straight and firm like a tray. It was asleep, sound asleep, and Martha had no trouble in breaking the leaf from the stem and securing tho coveted prize. "Ladybug, ladybug, fly away! Bring mo a beau without delay." .cried the girl, hopo, longing, anguish, expressed in her voice. A loud groan answered in tho dis tance. The girl trembled. "Help, helpl" cried tho voice of a man. Martha's first impulse was to fly to the house, but her better nature assert ed itself. A human being was in dis tress that was clear. Sho must go to him that was also clear. Where aro you?" shouted Martha at the top of her voice. "Here, under this clump of cotton wood trees. Help, for heaven's sake "I am coming," answered Martha, this timo not so loud, for tho cotton wood trees wero not far off. Sho climbed over tho f: nce and ran as fast as sho could to the spot indicated, which was about a hundred yards away. There in tho moonlight she saw lying in tho grass a man. Ho was young and hand some, and ho wore tho garb of a hunts man. His face was pale and distorted with pain, but a look of gratitude shot from his feverish eyes as they glanced up at tho tall, graceful girl bending over him. "Where aro you hurt?" asked Mar tha. "I was thrown from my horse," said the injured man, "while hunting this afternoon. In tho fall I broko my leg. Tho horso ran away, and at first I was glad of this, because I hoped that tho riderless animal would tell tho story of some one's injury and that help would como to me. For hours I waited for tho sound of a human voice without avail. Then I dragged myself to tho edge of this field. I must have fainted, for when I recovered my senses it was night. I tried to sleep, but the pain was so intense that I could not do so. Then came your voice. It was liko tho voico of an angel." It did not tako Martha long to debate what she must do for the injured man. Her father's most intimato friend was Dr. Godlove, tho town physician. It was a mile to his houso, but sho was young and agile, and sho knew tho doc tor would como with her instantly. In less than an hour she returned, bringing with her Dr. Godlove, followed by a light spring wagon, into which a mat tress had been laid. Tho doctor and tho driver placcd the injured man on the mattress and lifted him to tho wagon bed. Then tho drive back to town be gan. It was slow, because the least jar caused the patient to groan with pain. Tho doctor took him to his house even before tho young man was able to givo him his card, which he did as soon as he was comfortably laid on tho bed in tho guest chamber. Tho operation of setting tho broken limb began, and when that was over the young man dropped into a sound sleep brought about by opiates given by the doctor. Martha learned from hor old friend that the injured man whom sho had found under the cottonwood trees was the sou of one of tho richest merchants of Phil adelphia. Ho had como to the Virginia mountains on a hunting trip and was about to return to his homo when mis fortuno overtook him. Tho six weeks which followed wero the happiest in Martha's life. Dr. God love insisted that he needed her to help him nurse his patient, and thus obtain ed permission from Martha's aunt to keep her at his houso. The request was made at tho instigation of tho youn Pliiladelphiau, who had fallen in lovo with the girl as she bent' over him in the moonlight and brought him tho suc cor that had been denied him so long. It is needless to say that Martha loved him in return, and before ho departed for his homo they wero married in tho doctor's parlor. Tho young wife confid ed her romance of St. Andrew's night to ono of hor schoolgirl friends, and ever 6ince the charm of the ladybug is held in high regard by tho young folk of Honiton.—St. Louis Republic. Man of Sensitive Nerves. "That climate of Cuba is hard on our boys at first, said the passenger with tho skullcap, "but it won't bo so bad when they become"— "Acclimated," said the passenger with tho spectacles. "Excuse me for in terrupting, but I feared you might pro nounce it ivirh tho accent on the first syllable. '—Chicago Tribune. What Uo Got For Aakiug Quegtionu. Fat Citizen—You're a pretty small chap to be running an elevator, ain't you, bub? Tho Small Chap—Yes, I guess I be. They hired mo 'cause the darned rope broko so many times with the heavier elevator boys. And the fat man walked. —Cleveland Plain Dealer. THE JACK POT TEST. HOW A MEAN GAMBLER SPRUNG IT ON SISTER ABIGAIL. Be Wanted Another Proof of a Theory Concerning a Womanly Weakness and Got It at the Expense of Unole Uriah's Opponents at Poker. Bent, but tall, with sparse whiskers seldom trimmed, nearly 70 years old, Uncle Uriah used to sit in the poker game in Omaha, his Long, thin fingers tremblingly placing his chips and his old eyes glittering as he timorously skinned his hand. Pathetioally like Lit tle Nell's grandfather he looked some times, but he was at no desperate shift to obtain a stake, for he was the pos sessor of a compotenoe, and he brought into the game the caving grace of tha parsimony to which he had been habit uated in his earlier days in a New Hampshire home. He never bought more than $5 worth of chips at a time. These he would for the most part ante away waiting for aces or better, and when he finally did get a good hand a bare call represented the climax of his enterprise. In those days there was always a game on Sunday afternoons, and Uncle Uriah, although a devout Methodist, could be counted upon to arrive directly after servico and to 6it in until the timo for afternoon Sunday 6chool. The boys used to joke him at first and ask him if ho had sneaked his stake out of tho con tribution box, but to this question and to all others of similar levity ho op posed a scared seriousness which showed that his passion for the gumo was more a weakness than a vice. Uncle Uriah lived with his two sis ters—Abigail, aged 03, and Ann, aged 55. In New Hampshire they had been culled "tho girls," but in Omaha the irreverent, with rude directness, referred to them as "Undo Uriah's old maids." It did not take tlio boys in the garuo long to discover that Uncle Uriah was in much fear of Abigail in general and iu mortal dread that she would discover his besetting weakness. He would al ways shy at a new player, and ho fre quently held forth to tho boys on tho impropriety cf talking on the outside about tho features of the game. "I sh'd hato to hev the parson know, he used to say. "I wouldn't keer so much 'bout Ann, 'causo she's easy skeered, but I wouldn't hev Sister Abi gail know fer tho biggest jack pot t'was ever played on this here table!" Thero was never any solution to tho mystery of how Sister Abigail discover ed tho obliquity in Undo Uriah's life. Some officious neighbor may have told her, or in an excess of caution Undo Uriah himself may have aroused her definite suspicions. At any rate, on a particular Sunday afternoon ho arrived at the room at the regular time, but without the key with which he, in common with other participants in the game, had been provided. The negro at tendant admitted him, and he was soon engrossed in the play. There was a good jack pot on tho ta ble. Uncle Uriah was in and was deal ing. It was his last say, and tho two men ahead cf him had bet §10 each. Ho hail drawn ono card, and tho play was up to him. Ho had not, however, look ed at his draw when tho key turned in tho snap lock of tho front door, and Sis ter Abigail, palo with a righteous and terrible rage, strode into tho room and up to the table. "Gamblin!" she cried. "And on tho Lord's day, with tho church bells ringin outside and decent people flockin to his worship. I expected to find you hero, you hypocrite!" sho went on, turning to Undo Uriah. "You bettor get on your duds right now and como home." "I was comin in a jiffy, "the old man said, weak with fear. "I guess I might as well go 'long with yon as with anybody elso." He rose and steadied himself by holding the chair. Seth Coo was the coolest hand in the game. Even Sister Abigail had not dis concerted him. Ho reachcd over and turned up Uncle Uriah's hand. It was a Hush. "You better straighten this pot out before you go, «icle," said Coe. "You call, of courso. I suppose a flush is good?'' Coe asked, turning to tho other players. They nodded assent Coe stack ed up the chips. "Forty-three dollars here,'' he said, pushing them toward Uriah. The old man started instinctively to ward tho pot and then remembered Sis ter Abigail. Ho stopped and waited tremblingly for her decision. It seemed to the players, who turned from the weak and timid old man to the dominant woman, that at this cru oial test something of hor moral rigidity relaxed. She did not sweep tho chips to the floor. She said nothing about ill gotten gains. With a visible effort she overcame a slight nervous constriction of the throat She grasped her skirts firmly and swept toward the door. "Uriah, "she said, with great dig nity, "I will wait for you in tho hall at tha foot of tho stairs. After Undo Uriah had obtained his $43 and departed Soth Coo said iu his leisurely way: "The old man didn't havo flush. I slipped in a card to fill it out for him. I reckoned you fellows wouldn't mind payiu once more for positive proof that, no inatter^what kind of a woman sho is, sho's always in with your play when you win the pot. "—New York .Sun. Careful. It is related of a certain clergyman in Edinburgh that he was so careful of his quotations and so fearful of the charge of plagiarism that once, in addressing tho Deity, ho surprised tho congregation by saying, "And thou knowest, dear Lord, that, to quoto a writer in a late number of Tho Quarterly Review, etc. Though tho French aro the greatest mushroom eaters iu the world, cases of poisoning very rarely occur owing to (the fact that almost all the mushrooms eaten are raised. 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There is nothing half as TOH Bean the Signature of •The Kind You comhstgu •4 Common Sense Fence, ON'T buy your Wire Fence until you have seen this. Barbed top and bottom, hog proof. For sale by E. T. CCCHRAN NNNMMMeSOBC8M«83MO GOLLMAR BROS' OF THE WORLD. Two Ring Circus, ft Superb Menagerie. MONSTER MUSEUM. COMING IN ALL ITS VAST COM PLETENESS, WILL EXHIBIT AT DENIBON, IA. Tuesday, August 9th, AFTERNOON AND EVENING. iAcknowledged by all as being far superior to any show now travel ing! The largest and best troupe of lady and gentlemen Artists, Acro bats Leapers, Tumblers, Vaulters, Posturers, Riders, Etc.. Etc., in the world! o0 Circus Acts! 5 Famous, Funny, Mirth Provoking Clowns! Midget, the smallest performing Shetland Pony on earth! Twinkle, the perfect immature Educated Horse! The grandest and best attraction in America, our drove of performing and educated pigs, the only show on earth having this feature! 2 Great Military bands! 5 different kinds of music! TH6 Largest Troupe of Trained Stallions in Tlie World. bare-back somersault rider! Jas. Williams, England's greatest jockey rider! Vulcome, Mexico's favorite hurdle rider! Wenzel and McCormic in their funny and grotesque antics on the Mexican revolving ladders! E. J. Wilkius, champion foot juggler of the world! Miss E. Wilkins. queen of the swaying wire! The Langleys in their wonderful performances on the aerial bars! Dano Sisters, refined and pleasing double trapeze per formers, and a host of others too numerous to mention! REMEMBER THE GRAND, GOLD-GLITTERING, SUN DAZZLING, STREET PARADE AT 12:30 followed by the two free exhibitions on the show grounds, the grandest and most costly free exhibitions ever given by any show on earth! Free for all! Two performances daily! Doors open at 1 and 7 o'clock, per formances commence one hour later! WANTED ALL TIMES, GOOD GREY DRAFT HORSES AT DENISON. Business. The entire stock must be sold— GROCERIES, SHOES, DRY GOODS, Dr. David Kennedy! Favorite Remedy COMINGS And everything else in our Ijne. This is no fake, but a true sale, and the goods must go. You can save from twenty-five to fifty per cent on anything your pur chase. It will be worth your while to get these great bargains. SOriE SAMPLE BARGAINS. Cashmere Dress Goods, former price S1.00, now 50c per vard Santa Glaus Soap, 10 bars fur a quarter. House Slippers 23 cents. These, are but samples of our low prices. Everything else goes at equally low figures. We also have the agency for all the leading brands of champion Prices are cut so low THat tHe floods must O. J. PIPER & SONS. BEOS., Cement Walks, Walls, Curbing, Foundations, Steps, Easement Floors, and all kinds Cement Work. @&nisc?i, lew a. Cement Work. QO. ALL WORE FIRST CLASS. GERMAN, BELGIUM, AND AMERICAN PORTLAND CEMENTS We can fill all orders for Cement at wholesale or retail, and would respectfully solicit the patronage of nei.-h boiing towns. Anyone desiring work in our lino call on or write us for prices. FAUS BROTHERS