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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
For he greets you with a shout,
Simulation all left out,
A hearty friend, a lifelong friend- puro
And ho holds you long and late
With a force as strong as fate—
The bond of faithful friendship grand and
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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.
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
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
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.
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
fact that almost all the mushrooms
eaten are raised.
DonT Invite
Which is better, to thoroughly
cleanse and purify the blood just
now, or make yourself liable to
the many dangerous ailments
which are so prevalent during
summer? Impurities have been
accumulating in the blood all
winter, and right now is the time
to get rid of them. A thorough
course of Swift's Specific is needed
to cleanse the blood and puri­
the system, toning up and
strengthening it all over. Those
who tako this precaution now are
comparatively safe all summer
but to neglect it is to invite some
form of sickness which is so com
mon during the trying hot season.
It is now that a course of Swift's
will accomplish so much toward
rendering the system capable of
resisting the evil influences which
are so liable to attack it during
the summer when sickness is so
abundant. It is the best tonic
and system-builder on the market,
because it is a real blood remedy
made solely to search out
and remove all impurities, and
an abundance of pure, rich
and red blood.
All kinds .if Blacksmith, Wagon work
andMiichiiii ,.repairing promptly.done.
I have put in a good Emery Wheel and
will make plow and cultivator
work a specialty during season.
Carriage. repair work a specialty
at all times.
opposite N. W. Depot.
Deloit, -Iowa,
Are Prepared to Dig Wells
Anyone needing anything in
this line should give them
a call.
S. S. S. ia made
exclusively of roots and herbs,
and is Nature's own remedy. It
vegetable, and is the
only blood
remedy guaranteed to
contain no
potash, mercury or
other mineral. Be sure to get S.
There is nothing half as
Bean the
•The Kind You
Common Sense Fence,
ON'T buy your Wire
Fence until you have
seen this. Barbed top and
bottom, hog proof. For sale
Two Ring Circus, ft Superb Menagerie.
Tuesday, August 9th,
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
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!
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!
The entire stock must be sold—
Dr. David Kennedy!
Favorite Remedy
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.
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
Prices are cut so low
THat tHe floods must
Cement Walks, Walls, Curbing,
Foundations, Steps, Easement
Floors, and all kinds Cement
@&nisc?i, lew
Cement Work.
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.

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