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THE HOUSE OF I56TEN6.
Bff Sir VArtagan Mens, Cadet of a Great Rouse, Knight of the
Royal Order of Jlassmarfr and One Time Embassador
to the Court of Charles I of EnyUmd. ,.sV,-
MADE INTO A ROMANCE BY THEODORE ROBERTS
When I returned and found Tom
waiting patiently before the pier glass,
I thonght me of the court gnwn.
"Where is Itt" he asked.
Then the grand quadrille ended. Wa
leaned over the ladies' handB, and the
mane ceased with a clash.
Copyright, 1899, by American Press Association, '"-f
"Wo are glad of yonr retnrn," «he
said. ...,
And now my fln» _..arg. I
thongbt of my good bI ....&£ away in
Wassmark, and I laughed a little.
"Sir," whlnpered the princess.
"Madame," I replied—"little prln
flBse, my heart presumes far." I slipped
ofl to c^kkneo, holding both herhands,
and MilPPrinoesa Barbara lehned and
kissed me lightly on my lips.
I shook my head.
"Ho, ho, fastenst So yon are no lon
ger a pet," he jibbed, "even unable to
barrow a little apparel."
1 did not speak, but tnrned to the
wardrobe and smiled.
So poor Tom was forced to appear In
Ma court suit of pale green silk, his old
Flemish lace and his English sword.
He led off tb^queen and I the Prin
cess Barbara in the opening quadrille.
My partner's hand trembled in mine.
Oar eyes met and held. We seemed to
be gliding there alone. And at one time.
In crossing, I sighed into her powdered
hair, "Now I will dream of another—
nntil I get It."
I saw little of the princess during the
mnalnder of the evening, but the other
ladiea of the court were very kind and
pretended not to recognize any of the
other gentlemen. They were good
enough to say that not wy arm, bat
my manner of dancing, made plain my
identity.
There was little rest for me when I
returned. I watched the bright sun
come in at the curtains and the shadows
slide along the floor. Thus I lay until
high noon. In the clear light of day
how my freedom of the night appalled
met The fumes of the wine, the scent
of her hair, bad left my brain now but,
curse it, the memory of all this was
(till deep in my heart I Oh, princess,
princess!
Looking over at the corner of my
chamber, where the tapestry took only
a little of the light and the shadow of a
glass fell, I could see her slight
standing—the red brown hair all
powdered as It had been in the dance,
tin gray eyes questioning, the pate
face kind and queenlike.
"II is worth a king's game," I mut
tered, "and the king may hang me
for it, but love a princess I do, so God
heipmel"
Then I cursed myself for a fool.
I might have lain all day, picturing
the lady'a face and figure and building
toppling air castles, had not Tom bnrst
into my room, looking for his sword.
After the barber bad done with me
I ordered Hagart and rode out in the
autumn forests. The little wild flowerg,
the odorous ferns and the red and yel
low leaves fluttering from the trees
alj laughed at the song in my heart
And so staid to'the :greenwood until
•onset, listening to the scurrying of
partridges, the whispering of the brown
oaks and the occasional and faroff
bugle calls in the city. At the end of
it I untied Hagart's bridle from a
sapling, and, mounting, vowed that I
would forget the princess and leave
Cloburg for Flanders
or any place where
one might die fighting. This I had
vowed when leaving Marion. The
thought came to me, and I laughed.
"Hagart," 1 said to my black horse,
"I will stay, for the princess is so far
above me, and 1 am ber very humble
cavalier." And I should have been
woefully cast down at the hopelessness
of it, but instead 1 went whistling up
the avfjrae that runs through the park.
FflgrVlqt Is there that a man feels far
and his tried sword swings
pis leg
Manhat I became so good a conrt
onr embassador in Cloburg
io to become his eecretary. So
my fingers with ink, drew
,y and wrote two letters a day
ldly.
The receptions at court
Jldom without- me, and, though
icess and 1 spoke little. )nr eyes
Vpy things.
nlJSeverley was high in favor, and
wjesty decorated him with the
of the Order of the Boyal
One night, when Tom
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For half tba nigbt he rambled on in
his narrative of old things while I sat,
ontwardly attentive, grunting ever and
anon, but in reality thinking only of a
little, amber haired princess.
The big clock in my chamber ohimed
9. He ceased talking of England and
looked at me with his old smile.
"What color is ber hairf" he asked,
"fled brown—that is, whose hair do
you meant"
"The hair of the lady you used to
dream about," he said.
"Oh, yellow I" I answered. I remem
bered the time I had called it golden.
Then Tom wandered off to his bed,
taking bis pipe and his tobaoco vith
him and leaving me to dream thai. in
the window seat till sunrise. Wb I
looked out at early dawn, a white li'ost
lay over the grass and walls and glis
tened on tbe roofs. I blew out the flar
ing candles, threw aside 'my clothing
and got to trad before 6.
When I awoke, to my amazement I
beheld old Bed Harding grinning at
me Between tne curtains or xne oeu.
How heartily we embraced, and laughed
and glared at one another, as if we had
been parted for years.. I did not appear,
pen in hand, before the embassador
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One of them had a sotia tn memory of the
sUtyimi of WIUU Howard.
paae wnn -rom ceveney,
UUA U« WA»
upon the subject at groat length, be
seeohing mo, for the love they bore me
in the house of Isstens, to take care of
my neck. Tears filled my eyes when I
read my mother's note, and the little
message from Marion, which was won
drous humble. The captain sent me a
poem, most heroio, of his own compos
ing, and they all prayed me to apne
back before Christmas.
Tom took Bed Harding out with
him, while I wrote many pages in re
ply to all these. I think my letters
must have been like the works of the
poor poet who for money, wrote on
hpsbandry. tbe church and state, mili
tary matters and Latin prose and waa
former verging on his one dear subject,
poetry, but nowhere mentioned it So
did I write of this and that, ever think
ing of the princess and tingeing my sen
tences with her yet nowhere wrote her
name.
When I finished, it was time for
oandles. Tom and Bed Harding had not
returned, so I put on my cloak and hat
and went down into the gardens. Some
of tbe flowers were frozen in their beds
and the air was cbilly. I looked at the
royal wing of the palace, where it
fronts along the crest of the terrace.
The windows gleamed ont, one by one,
as the servants lit the candles. One
casement glowed as a red rose before
my eyes. I stood until all twilight
failed—until the stars glinted and tbe
moon swung up above the great woods
where I had dreamed.
Then I turned to go, and in my first
step my foot sent something singing
along the gravel. I stooped and peered
low to discover it. Then I dropped on
my knees and felt about with careful
fingers. After searching for some time
I found, on the frozen mold at the edge
of the path, a silver buckle set with
rubies. And the same I had so often
seen in the hunting hat of a certain
great lady that I held it fondly and
went on toward my apartments in the
palaae.
Fumes of the Virginian leaf greeted
me at the door, and, upon entering, I
found our old retainer and Tom Beverley
comfortably seated.
"What think you?" cried Tom.
"This cavalier from Isstens has been
making love to the princess."
"Truly," said B«d Harding. "We
met the lady in the garden and walked
up and down and around, like priests
after mass, many times together. And
ber highness showed much interest in
me and all my friends. A great soldier
ever alms high."
Tom winked at me and usked what I
held so closely in my fingers.
The old 'lieutenant's eyes protruded.
"By heavens, it is the bnckle I saw in
the princess' but I" he exclaimed.
"My dear friend, were there never
two buckles mude alike?" I answered.
It
lis reach when his best horse is
waB
waB
bver the wine with me, he said:
IT yon ever notice, Isstens, how
siijthing lies between the deed for
ne man is hung and another
bad become since entering on
^ietaryBhip something of a philos
opher I nodded assent and replied,
"Truly, and sometimes tbey would
hang a man and afterward see reason
to crown him."
"Which nearly happened in my poor
case," aaidTotn.
He tilled the bowlof along pipe with
tobacco and lighted it at the Hume of a
candle. Smoking had become fashion
able in Cloburg—almost as much so at
thlB
time as in London itself. With the
fragrant clouds flouting about his head
he talked of bis old home in Devon.
There was a girl there high in rank and
vary young whom be had loved. He
Was very careful to avoid all name*
aave that of the Englishman whom be
bad so valiantly killed in the Unicorn'a
Head.
Red Harding's intention to
start tbe following morning on his re
turn journey to Blatenburg, and as he
had not seen enough of the taverns of
Cloburg during the day Tom and I took
him along after
tea.
Outside we found the moon obscured
and thqpir turned mild. The lieutenant
swore roundly, thinking of muddy
roads for tne morrow. The first tavern
we came to swung the sign of the Blue
Bull. It was a little snug place, and.
aping foreign fashions, was much fre
quented by poets und actors, who would
come here and scribble their rhymes or
voice their parts as the whim took
them. Some of these gentry were pres
ent when we entered, and they made
such merry company that we tarried
long and drank deep. One of them had
a song in memoryof the slaying of Sir
Willis Howard, in which he wag pleated
to call Tom "a valiant,- skillful gentle
man, the pride of all the town," and
Howard "so vile a dog, it did us good
to see him tumbled down."
We pledged many more glasses io
this astonishing poet, and he promiied
to immortalize ns all.
CHAPTER XIII.
THE TRYST WITH THE PRINCESS.
As we were about to leave the place
a fellow of the swashbuckler stamp
came in with great clashing of his
scabbard.
He reeled against me, and on the in
stant I felt something pluoked from the
inside of the open breast of my cloak.
"This is a pretty bauble," he grin
ned, holding Princess Barbara's buckle
in his hand, and even as I clutched at
him he discovered the great priae of
the stones and dashed paBt toward tbe
door. With shouts of rage and many
threats we all sped after him, tbe poets
dropping their verses and running lus
tily.
The street was empty save for the
fiying figure of the thief. With a fair
running ground before ns, Tom and I
kept our wind for the chase, but tbe
rhyme writers and Red Harding con
tinued bellowing out and waving their
swords, much to the danger of each
other's head.
Soon we saw that the man with tbe
bnckle, by tbe manner of his running,
was mnch farther in wine than any of
onr party. He stopped frequently to
take breath. He fell over twice, and at
last, with Tom at his heels, daBbed
aside in the doorway of a tall house.
In we went after bim like a pack of
honnds.
Then began an awfnl tripping across
each other's legs and overturning of
tables, for the ball was pitch dark. The
door slammed abut after tbe last yell
ing poet bad scrambled in. For awbile
we had a devil of a time, and when by
some nnseen agency tbe candles were
lit we had a mnch worse one, for we
found ourselves in a trap of robber* and
cutthroats, all garbed and armed lik*
soldiers and gentlemen. And the
There, in the narrow, richly appoint
ed hall, occurred a woeful fight. The in
mates were two to our one, but hap
pily, owing to broken furniture and
limited space, this gave them little ad
vantage.
At the very first of it I lunged at the
thief, who still held Barbara's buckle,
and spitted him clean through the side.
It was but the. work of a moment to
snatch the trinket from his twitching
fingers and fasten it on my own breast.
While engaging a burley, thick leg
ged rascal across a bench I saw with
the corner of my eye one of the poets
Bhouting and stabbing at a man of
twice his size. They spun about and
leaped back and on like crazy men and
were both very drunk. But presently
the scribe changed his rapier to his left
hand and brought down a cracking
broadsword cnt on bis antagonist'*
head which ended that little passage of
arms.
Red Harding, after sorely wounding
his man, went back and kicked tbe
door until it fell out into the street
Dragging one of the wounded with us
we retreated, and the enemy forbore
following.
After helping our wounded friend to
the nearest inn we then returned to the
palace, thanking the saints for taking
us out of so merry a scrape alive.
I awoke early on the morrow, and
in getting out of bed felt a severe pain
in my left knee. I put my foot to the
floor and the agony brought an impa
tient oath to my lips. Dropping back
on to the bed I examined the painful
joint, and, to my disgust, found it
puffed and blue. This is what came of
fighting in the dark.
After the doctor had looked at it and
punched the swelling with his lean
finger, he shook his head till the wig
settled over one ear.
"You must go on crutches for a week
or two, my good sir, and no more rid
ing nor fencing till the inflammation
has gone," he said.
The gentlemen of the guard, who
were clustered about, drew down their
mouths in sorrow, all feeling that
crutches were second only to tbe coffin.
The doctor stamped toward the door,
but turned on the threshold and deliv
ered a last remark:
"Wine or malt liquors in tbe system
will add to tbe inflammation. Cavalier
laatens.''
He left amid a thunder of groans.
Ten ininntea after I sat with my foot
on a chair and played a game of chance
with Beverley and two of his fellows,
and the decanters stood on the table.
In the evening the big poet-guards
man came in and found me alone.
After exchanging commonplaces he
began to fidget in bis chair and look at
me nneasily.
"Pray part with it, my friend," I
said gayly.
"By the
Bword
of St. Peter, how did
yon know I had anything to say?" he
asked.
For answer I passed him a tobacco
pipe, knowing that the fashionable
habit was strong upon him.
After blowing out a few wreatbs of
white smoke be said:
"Have yon beard abont tbe letter
your king wrote to Princess Barbara?"
I shook my head.
"Some one told me that a few days
ago he sent her a letter accusing her of
faithlessness."
"How did the countess come to hear
of it?" I interrupted.
The big guardsman blushed and clap
ped his heels together.
"The person who told me heard it
from the princess, who does not seem
concerned at all," he replied.
I looked out of tbe window and bit
my lip.
"She has written buck a missive that
will not mend mutters, and his majesty
Rufford is wrathy- as the devil," he
continued.'
"Which is all passing strange," I
Hid at last. "But of what interest to
me?"
The poet grinned and poured a glass
of wine. "A health to you, you sly
dog be cried, and drained the glass.
"On second thoughts, Isstens, I 'ad
vise you topnt away that buckle before
the king comes to inquire utter your
knee," be said.
Then he clattered out, singing one of
his own songs.
In the shadows I was glad to sit alone
and think. Could it be that the prin
cess was really out of love with ber
sovereign lover! Could it be that she
loved some one without a crown and a
kingdom—loved him beyond a paesing
fancy! "Poor fool, cadet," I whispered,
"yon area fitting yonth to enliven the
dull days with, but"— And I laughed
cynically.
At that moment a servant entered
with a note and candles. I held the
note unopened until the man left tbe
room, for the little seal was familiar.
Then I broke tbe seal and read:
"Bring me my-silver buckle to the gar
den tomorrow niornlng. Near the dog
fountain at fO. I will await you in the
company of my ladiea I think you
have been thoughtless in the wearing of
it"
Upon finishing which my oourage
and hope fled, and I cursed many
things.
Ten minutes before the appointed
honr I reached tbe dog fountain in the
palace garden, having hobbled there on
my crutches. During the night alight
covering of snow, tbe first of the win
ter, had fullen. The clipped shrubs, the
statuary and the roofs of the buildings
were Bhrouded in it, but overhead the
sun crawled up the blnest of skies. But
my fool heart was heavy. I was lost In
meditations not pleasant when there
came a soft rnBtling down the arbored
path. Turning, I beheld the princess,
in a cloak of red cloth and gray fur,
nearing me unattended. As well as I
could, with my crutches under my
shoulders, I bowed, and upon her reach
ing my side, I very humbly kiBsed ber
hand. Then, without speaking, I gave
her back the silver hat buckle set with
rubies.
But instead of bending ber head and
looking at tbe returned trinket, she lift
ed her face and surveyed me with ber
gray eyes. Her glance was kind, and I
immediately forgot all the brave vows
I had made to dreum no more of the
love of one so far above me.
I know that my voice came huskily
and that my eyes pleaded that morn
ing I laid bare my heart to the Prin
cess Barbara.
And yet she listened with no tinge
of anger nor surprise in ber clear eyes,
only love—and pity. Upon saying my
last word I turned to hobble away, but
her voice softly recalled me.
"D'Artagan," she said—than, with
her face bowed iu ber bands, *he sat
upon the steps of the fountain and
wept.
Tbe little threads of sunlight through
the cedar brunches drevr a halo about
her hair, itari my heart waB real with
in mo, so tbut my voice detiertai me in
tbe ungnirii of it. But pi'Sgentiy, going
closer, I aid:
"Prinea^, it is eomejhin# M|y to
have lov«d like this, and, befctM Ood, I
would mpK* have retnrnod to trouble
you bad 1 tavown tbe fulL *wcat atory
of it"
UMM
who bad led us here was not a* tim
W bad at a*
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Then ah* arose and with tNBbling
fingers faulted the silver
"^Aua now," she aaid. trying brave
ly to flmile,
Mwill
you promise never to
try to see me a^ain and to loavo tbe
town if I tell you two things?"
For answer I bowed my head and
drove the tears back on to my sool.
"First," she said,
4tI
will never
marry king nor prince, nor, God pity
me, any man, and, second, yon, Sir
Cadet, I love with my trne heart I"
For a bright, bright second her lips
pressed mine, her hair waa over my
eyes, and then she sped away down the
arbored path and left me leaning on my
heedless crotches.
I staid in the garden for several
hours, limping up and down the paths
or staring away at the trees of the
park liko one dazed by a blow.
When Deverley came to have a dish
of tea with me in my room, I asked
him to get a leave of absence from the
king and to come with me to Blaten
burg.
At first he looked at me in piteous
amazement then, leaning closer over
the table, he put out his hand on my
shoulder- and said that he would come.
With many excuses, hinting at state
trouble and a message from tbe king,
I bade farewell to the court of Cloburg,
and. though tbe ladies in waiting
made great ado, Rufford seemed only
too pleased at my departure.
I started on the journey at midday,
a week after our tryst at the dog foun
tain. Tom rode in tbe coach with me
(xriy knee forbade the saddle) and a serv
ant rode alongside on Hagart.
Poor enough company I made all the
first day, and Tom respected my si
lence and spent his time between read
ing a book and staring from the win
dow. But on the second day, toward
evening, we heard a great rumpuB
ahead, and the coach came to a stand
still. Tom got out to see what the mat
ter was, and immediately *two pistol
shot* rang on the frosty air and past
the window went a man in a red cloak
reeling in his saddle. Tom returned,
relating bow our former acquaintance
of the mountains had tried to bold us
up and bow a pistol ball somewhere in
the leg had been his only satisfaction.
After telling which he coolly returned
to bis reading of tbe book, the snow
still melting on his boots.
We reached Blatenburg in safety
without further adveuture. Instead of
riding up to the palace we took rooms
and stabling for Hagart at the Cava
lier's Pride, and next morning sent the
coach back to Cloburg. On the night of
tbe second day, when I was sitting
alone with Barbara's hat buckle in my
hand, a low knocking came on my door.
My knee bwing greatly improved, I
srossed the room and admitted a man
with his cloak wrapped close ffboutbim.
H^face was covered, but something
in the width of his shoulders and the
tallness of bis figure reminded me of a
former acquaintance. After closing the
door behind him he dropped the cloak
from his shoulders and doffed his hat,
disclosing to my startled gaze my sov
ereign, king of Wassmark.
"I have called," be said, smiling,
"to speak to you bn a matter of private
interest to both of us, and to another
whom it is not necessary to name."
I stared at the king with challenging
eyes, my heart fluttering and uncer
tain, my mind made up to a just pun
ishment for my impudence in loving
her.
His smile took on its old broadness,
and he sat himself down on the edge of
the bed and motioned me back to my
chair.
"You have been a good servant, sir,
and a true fighter," he continued, "and
have many times saved your king and
your country much blood without know
ing it. You will kindly pass me your
sword. Mine I have forgotten."
I brought my sword from tbe corner
of the room. He bared the blade and
looked at the war dents.
"It is aright fitting sword to knight
a man with," be said, and, requesting
me to knee], which I did as gracefully
as possible under the circumstances.
stared at the king with challenging eyes,
he smote me eharply on tbe shoulder
and cried, "In the name of Qod and by
the touch of proved steel I proclaim yon
a knight of the Royal Order of Waas-.
mark."
"And so honor comes when she is least
wanted," thought I, and raised bis royal
band to my lips without fervor.
"You are not surprised!" he said,
drawing up his red eyebrows.
"Yes, sire, I am surprised and hon
ored beyond measure," I answered.
He pinned the cross of the order on
my breast and then handed me a letter.
But before I could open the sheet he
snatched it back, saying, "It is from
the princess, Sir Wbat's-your-name."
I flushed crimson and replied: "Very
good, your majesty. I have no desire to
see your private correspondence."
"Come, come, my good Isstens, I
crave pardon, but my pride is stil)
somewhat sore at being crossed in love
by my embassador's secretary."
I said nothing to this.
"But remember, sir," he continued,
"it touches nothing beyond my pride."
"And yet tbe thing remains hopeless,
sire. I am but tbe cadet And how
does a poor
Bword
weigh against a
crown?"
"You forget." be said, "that you
were but now made knight of a great
ordft."
He got ready to go against Bever
ley's return, and, with his bat on, ask
ed if I was still of tbe old, adventurous
spirit.
I answered that my sword was al
ways at his service.
"Then postpone ycur visit to Isstens
and stand ready for further word from
me," be said and bade me a friendly
good night.
When Beverley came in a little past
midnight, I told bim of tbe change in
my plans and something of what the
king bad mentioned, and, last, of my
new honor.
"Your king is a true gentleman,"
he exclaimed, "and, by heaven, I see
into it a little."
"And will yon share this unknown
adventure with me?" I asked.
"I would to God I could, Isstens, but
loyalty to Rnfford holds me out of it."
"What causes you to think that?
The king said nothing of it." I an
swered.
Whereat he but shook his head and
began preparations for bis uight's real
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from wrap
pers of Ar
hucklCB' Roast
ed ColTee.
A doable strop,
ono of leather and
one' of canvas,
bound together.
Length, 22 Inches,
width, two
laches,
trimmings nickel
plated. Sent
post-paid on
receipt of two
cent postage
stamp and 19
slgnatnres cut
from wmppem of
Arbuckles Roast*
No. 92
The First Kiss
Mo. 97. Eighty-one Cold Eyed Needles.
Pot op In a
pretty mor
occo case, as
sorted sizes,
and made by
the best Eng
lish manufac
turers. Sent
post-paid
en receipt
ef 9 cent
ostage
stamp and
30 slgna
tnres cut
from wrap
pers of Ar
bucklos'
Thit a picture of the Sig
nature on Arbuckles' Roasted
Coffee Wrapper, which you are
io -cut out and send toss as a
voucher.
No other part of the Codes
Wrapper will be accepted at a
voucher, nor will this Picture be
accepted at such.
R. R. ROBINSON,
Dated August 16,1899. Administrator.
Branson &Carr, Att'ys. for Estate.
Farm for Bent on Shares.
We want totrent on shares our well Improved
farm tn Coffin's Grove township aud stock
owned by us thereou, to a good farmer, who is
able to
furnish work horses, tools
and machinery,
and half the cows, hogs, feed, seed and other
thinas necessary to carry on the place.
This farm la first class and our offer Is a rare
opportunity for the mon who secures It. En
quire at the office of Bronson fit C&rr, Manches
ter, Iowa. &8tt
In the District Court of Iowa, in and for Del
aware County.
OCTOBER TERM. A. D,
In Re Estate
of
Ylueel Warneck,
NOT1CK Of FINAL HK
I'OltT.
To Barbara Warneck, widow, and Joseph War
neck, Catharine Barta. John Warneck. Frank
Warneck. Mary VanVors, Barbara Warneck
Knettta, Rosle Zemanek, aud Thomas Warneck,
helrs-at-law and legatees of said decedent:
You and each of you are hereby notified that
on or before the 20th day of Soptember. 1899.
there will be on Hie lu the oftlce of the Clork of
the District Court of DelftwareCounty. Iowa, the
Final Report of Barbara Warneck, Executrix of
the estate of Ylncel Warneck. deceased and,
unless vou*appear thoreto and fllo exceptions on
or before noon of the second day of the October,
1899. term of said Court, which will commence
and be held in Manchester, Iowa,on the 9th day
of October. A. D. 1899, said report will be np-
{ond
[CONTINUED.]
iroved and said Executrix discharged and her
exonerated. BARBARA WARNECK,
Bxeoutrixof Eitate ot Vlnoel Warneck
doceated.
IfrWfc
Handsome cloth, varle
Sted figured pattern with
nge, 82 inches. Sent
post-paid on roceipt
of two eent nostngo
stnmp and 95 signa
tures cut from wrappers of
Arbuckles' Roasted Coffee.
ggjed CoOee.
No. 93
Two Is Company.
beautiful
Im po rted
picture
20 Inches in
post* paid
on rcceipt
of 2 ccnt
postage
stamp and
10 slgna
tnres cut
from wrap*
pera of Ar­
Boasted Cof-
•0MB OF WB BIWIATPBE8 ABE PRINTED ON RED BACKGROUND.
SCHOOL: SUPPLIES
The Largest Line of
Ever Shown in this City.
JtL Jth J|L dtb Jtk Jth
wFipF Tpr^pF
Pencils,
Pens,
Pencil Boxer,
Inks,
Slates,
'Ar* Erasers,
1
«sk» I
No. 75. A Fifty Foot
Measuring Tape.
A very
useful
article
in tbe
house,
hold and
on the
farm.
y.f^
ms&SBi
-i ~*f-
Two Facts /About
Arbuckles' Coffee
It has set the standard of quality for all competitors for the last thirty years. The strong
est claim any competitor can make is that his coffee is "just as good as Arbuckles'."
THREE CONCLUSIONS
The best Coffee is Arbuckles'. The only Coffee to buy is Arbuckles'.
The right thing is to Insist on having Arbuckles'.
No. 74. Noiseless Spring
Tape Measure.
Sixty inches long,
nick cl-pluted
metal cuau. well
finished. It can
be carried in tbe
vest pocket. Sent
post-paid on
receipt of *2c postage Htamp and
10 signatures cut from wruppera of
Arbucklea' lions
ted Coffee.
No. 76
Lady's Belt Buckle.
Silver plivtwl artistic design. Sent
pontpald on receipt of 3 cent
postage Mnmp mid N stgoa
tores cut from wrappers of
Arbuckles' KnusteU CoQee.
No, 77. Telescope
Drinking Cup.
This article Is prevented from fall
ln« apart by its unique construction.
xt....,,,.
Rrnfis case,
nickei* plni
edlini'n tai»e
fifty feet lonu,
—, Sent pant-
paid on rocclpt of cent postage
stamp und IS ftlgnntnres nut from
wrappers of Arbuckles' Roasted Coffee.
No. 83
A Table Cover.
holds as much nn rnfTee cup. Sent
poMt-pntd on receipt of 2 cent
pontage stamp and Hi nlgna
tnres cut from wrappora of Ar
buckles' Itoasted ColTee.
An one Book of the following List will be sent post-paid
of a 2 cent postago stamp and 10 signatures out from
the wrappers of Arbuckles' Roasted Coffee.
No. Q4 A ONE NIGHT MY8TERY, and two other greet Detective
Stories, by "OI.D.SI.KUTII."
No. 05 ADVENTURES OF A BASHFUL BAOHELOR, by CIURA
A (TO 8TA. A mirth provoking btory.
No. 08 TEMPEST AND 8UNSHINE. A Xovel.hy MM. MAHY J.
JtOLuics. ihe most popuinr female writer of tictlonof the age.
No. 87 THE BUNNYSiDF COOK BOOK, hy MRS. JKMNIS
HAULAN. This is ono of the most comprebensivs. common
sense Cook Books ever published.
No. 08 OLD 8ECRET8 AND NEW DI800VERIE9. Tbla book
takPMthp reader nut of ih« beaten tracks of knowiedc*, and wlU
be found both emeriutulng aod useful.
No. 09 THREE THOUSAND THINGS WORTH KNOWINO, bf
R. MOORE, author of "Moore's Universal Assistant." This book
Is an encyclopedia of highly useful information lncoi
No. 00 THE CITY OF DREADFUL NIGHT, and
by ltUDYAitD KII-LINU.
No. 04. A Basket of Beauties*
A magnificent picture of Roses by Paul de
Longpre. the great painter of flowers. Wo
believe this to be one of the handsomest
The original
was painted
by Percy
Uoran.Thls
reproduc
tion In 14
printings la
a genuine
work of art.
Size ICS*
26% Inches.
Sent post
paid on
receipt of
two eent
postage
flower pictures ever offered to" tbe public. It
is 16J{x2rJa inches size. Sent post-paid
on receipt of 2 cent postage stamp and
10 signatures cut from wrappers of Ar
buckles' Roasted Coffee.
turea cut
from wig||W of Arbuckles' Roasted
CoOse.
No. 98
Hair Pin Cabinet
A metal box lithographed
in colors, containing One
Hundred Huir Pins, as
sorted stzrs and styles
straight, crimpled and ln«
visible. The different
styles are In separate com
partments. Sent post
paid on rocolpt of
cent postage Htamp
and lOHitfnnturcH cut
from wrappers of Ar
bucklus' Roustud Coflet.
Addrm ell communlotHont to ARBUCKLE BROS.. NOTION DEPT., NBW YORK CITY, N.V,
jAu Jib
Rulers,
Compasses,
Penholders,
Proti acton,
7A11
ri"'
Legal cap paper
Bill papers,
Note books,
Fpol's cap paper
yVV
Call in and let us supply you or send your
Children.
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ANDERS & PHILIPP,
Central Pharmacy. Manchester, Iowa.
NOTICE OF APPOINTMENT OF AOMINIS
TKATOK.
STATE OF IOWA, Delaware County,—ks.
\y-
NOTICE OF PROBATE OF WILIj.
STATE OF IOWA, Delaware County,—KS.
To
Notice Is hereby Riven, that tbo nnderslKUod
has been duly appointed wd quail'•)«* a® Ad
ministrator of the Estate of ANSA B. KOBIN
SON late of Delaware County, deceased. AU
persons indebted to said Estate are requested
to make immediate payment, and those navtuR
claiin9 aealnst the same will present them, duly
authenticated, to the undersigned forallowance.
AI.lv WHOM IT SIAY OONOKltN:
You are hereby notified that the last will of
ANNA CHRISTINA (JODKEN, (GOEDKKN
deceased, has been flled, openothand roan, aud
Monday, tho 9th day of October, A. D. 18U9 fixed
as the time, and tho Court Uouse in Manchester
tho place for hearing and proving tho same.
Witness iny baud and seal of said Court this
12th day of August 1899. F. II. PAUL,
Clerk District Court.
Hiss Elizabeth Ewing,
an Osteopathic physician from the
American School of Osteopathy, of
Kirksville, Mo., has located in Manches
ter for the practice of her profession. She
may be found at the residence of Mrs.
Stringham, on east Main street, four
blockR east of court house. Oilice hours,
9 to 12,1 to 5 daily, except Sunday. 2Qtf
Does Tour Head Itchf
Are you troubled with dandruff? Is
your hair falling out? Are you getting
bald Have you tried many so-called
hair restoratives with unsatisfactory
results? If so, we urge you to try our
Globe Hair Restorative and dandruff
Cure, which is positively guaranteed to
permanently cure all of the above ail
ments. Your money will be refunded
if it fails to do the work. Sold and
guaranteed by GREGG & WAliD. 2-ly
DESIGNS
PATENTS
TRADEMARKS
AND COPYRIGHTS
OBTAINED
ADVICE AS TO PATENTABILITY |"N
W
N In In iv A
Book "How to obtain Patents"
Charge* moderate. No fee till patent Is scoured.
Letters strictly confidential. Address,
g' fi.JlflfliRS.Pfcttwt Liwytf, Washington, b, C.
No. 78
An Album of Illustrated
Natural History.
Fifty colored pictures ol Animals
selected for their beauty and rarity.
Seat pest-paid on receipt of 9
eent postage stamp and 10 sig
nature* cut from wrappers of
Arbucklts' Rossrvl Coflfce.
No. 79. Pepper and Salt
Holders.
ttnl8fc
Enclosed
in embo8a
ednickel
cover no
larger than
an ordi
nary watch
when Me
ac «i,
when
1
No. 09
Three BeautMll
Flower
Pictures.
Each measuring tlfff
inches. The tltlaa g|g
Summer FragnHM/*
A Vase of Llllsa,"
"Fresh and Sweet,"
These three pictures 111
po together, and wiUfce
sent post-paM
celpt ot 3 cent paet*
age stamp aaiftilf*
natures cut fiomwiip
pers of Arbaeklgc'
Roasted Coffee.
The most complete s**00'
Successors to
F. J. ATWATER.
Special
*.
its articles which have
Columbia colleges. This
highest educators in the lan
•w
Will weigh from
ons ounce to
pounds. Seat by
express, charges
prepaid by as. on
receipt sfl cent
postage stamp
and 900 slgna
tnres cut from
wrappers of Ar*
buckles' Roasted
Coffee. When or
dering nams your
nearest Express
Office as well as
your Post OSes.
Mads of German SUver without
seam or Joist except where tops
screw on snd off. Seat post-paid
on receipt of 2 cent postage
stamp and 13 slgnatnres cut
from wrappers of Arbucklss'
Roasted Coflss.
No. 91
The First Prayar.
A beautiful
Imported
Picture l&sao
Inches In
sise. Sent
pest-patd
on .receipt
ef 9 eeit
po stage
stamp and
10
tares eat
from
pen of ArbocklM' RoMUd CM
No. 96. Noah's Ark.
meoagerls, oonsitlng of it pala ef
Animals—Elephants, Camels, Deer, HotSM,
fettle, Donkeys, Ooats, Lions, Bears.Tigers,
Dogs and Cats. Each pair is coupled aixf
•tends alone. They are llthocrapbed In
many colors on heavy cardboard, cnt eat
and embossed. Every feature of tbe Animal^
Is distinctly shown. Tbe elephants are
Inches high and
A Pocket NM11 ill
and
Set In nwl
combination CM
white metal
Sent peefepoM
receipt ef eeat
postage scamp and
7 signature* eel
from
wrappers of
Roasted CoflM.
from the 1
Books- writing
School
Gregg & Ward
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oo
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month thereafter.
No.
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Morocca, Marbled Edges, Bstra Quality Hlch Finish
Book Paper,
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onth'tEereafter'
TW° DolU™
$75.00.
month tEerSfter'
sSL'/tv
7
10
Inches long, and the
other
Animals aee proportionately laves. Sent
poet-paid on reeelpt of 3
cost postage
•lamp and 15 slgnatnrss cut from
WVftppsre of Arbucklss' Roasted Ooflss.
No. IOO
Safety
Pin Book
Contains
twenty .four
nickel plated
Ssfsty-Plns
three slsee
which enter
tbe shields
from either
side, requiring
no gnldlng
when being
assured or re
leased. Beat
poet-paid ea
receipt ef 3
eeat postage
Stamp and 8 slgnatnres eut from
wrappers of Arbucklea' Boastsd Coflfes.
This represent# tat pin of a List whioh is round In eaoh
pound package of Arbucklea' (toasted Coffee, and with each
package in which toe List 1b found tbe purchaser baa bought
definite part of some article to be selected by him or her
Llet, subject only to the
condition the? the elcnature
t^^ ANT A,,#
as a voucher, in aeoordance with the directions printed In
oonnection with eaeh item Ulualrated and deecribedln the I lift.
This List will be kept gaod only till Mar 31,1900. Another
page or tbia Uat wffi .ppear ID thu paptr abortlj!
tm
'!%l
it
mm
I
"J
lv,
tablets
and general school supplies
Line Olr... ever offered in Manchester.
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Thr** DoU*,X*^°°
A reduction of
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la
1 WfitfMttar'""'
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