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You must see to appreciate: PETERSON BROS The World Against Him By WILL N. HARBEN. Copyright. 1900, by •. N. Kellogg Newspaper Company. SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER I.—Ronald is the one promis ing member of the Fanshaw household, un appreciated by any of the others, savfc his brother David. The preceding summer ho had saved the llflo of Evelyn, second daugh ter of Col. Hasbrooke, the county's great est planter, and whose splendid homo was known as "Carnleigh." CHAPTER II.— At Carnleigh. James Hardy, a Charleston cotton merchant and suitor for tho hand of Caroline, Has brooke's eldest daughter, and Capt. Winkle, an admirer of Evelyn, are guesta. Evelyn's school days ovor, Ronald meets her by chance, when she again thanks him for the fight he had made with the angry bull which had threatened her life. She is glad of rebuke he had given Winkle, but a few minutes before, who had conde scendingly thrown him a coin for a little fishing bait. CHAPTER III.—Ronald, returning home with his brother, is overtaken by th& Has brooke trap. Winkle, holding the reinB, tries deliberately to ride Ronald down, th« trap coming so near as to knock tho basket in his hand to the ground. Ronald determines to have satisfaction CHAPTER TV.—'The next morning, with two revolvers In his pockets, Ronald makes his way to a placo where Winkle may be met. Winkle refuses to fight a man in Ronald's position in life. Ronald, bent on humiliating the coward, grasps him by the collar and deliberately cuts off the buttons and shoulder straps from his uni form. Winkle sneaJcs back to the house. Evelyn, who had been gathering flowers, tells Ronald she had been eavesdropping. Sorry for what he had done in anger, he gives her the buttons and shoulder straps, that they might be put again on the cap tain's coat. CHAPTER V.—That night in the draw ing-room at Carnleigh, Hasbrooke telle the sad story of Mrs. Lancaster, one of his guests. In early life during the war. her husband, a confederate officer, had been killed by mountain bushwhackers, and her baby lost, perhaps killed. A little later Capt. Winkle gives a colored account of his meeting with Fanshaw. By a sly stroke Evelyn shows him she knows the true version. When ho finds her alone, he threatens to tell her father of her being in correspondence with Fanshaw. Bhe de nies having learned of the affair In that way, saying she was a witness, and teils of having the buttons and shoulder straps In her possession. CHAPTER VI.—One July morning Ron ald finds a lynching plot on. A woman has been murdered for her money, and the suspect, caught with blood-stained hands ana considerable money, had escaped'from the sheriff and known to bo in hiding in the pwamp. Young Fanshaiw determines to thwart the mob. CHAPTER VII.—The mob beats the swamp, but Ronald goes from man to man, trying to dissuade them from their pur- Sose of lynching the man when captured, velyn learns of his noble course, and wants to write a note of encouragement. Mrs. Lancaster, who has been made a con fidante, disapproves, but compromises by writing such a note herself: CHAPTER VIII.—It is after dark when the fugitive is finally captured. Ronald speaks to the crowd, and, on the pretext of showing the crowd how small the prisoner is, he lifts the lad to the saddle, wheels his horse, and is off for the jail at Danube. Sydney Hart, ringleader of the mob, find ing himself thwarted, fires at the fleeing figure, but IJavld knocks the gun barrel up, so that no one is hurt. Evelyn anxiously watches the road until in the early morning she sees him safety return to his home. CHAPTER IX.—At the breakfast table the guests at Carnleigh hear of the cap turo of a negro who has confessed to the killing of the woman, and Ronald is high ly praised. Mrs. Lancaster, who had been struck by the resemblance of Ronald to her lost husband, calls at the Fanshaws. She learns of Ronald's love for Evelyn, but also that on aocount of their different Sta tions "in 1U«, ne nas no Q09t 91 mz-x-.r.f fcai. CHAPTER X.—Hart, thwarted on the night of the attempted lynching, seeks a quarrel with Ronald. Ronald, warned by Dave, Is armed when the clash comes. Hart Is mounted, and during the fusillade one of the shots takes effect, and he falls mortally wounded-. Thad Williams, one of the Hart gang, rides up just in time to hear the man's last words. CHAPTER XI.—Ronald, burdened with knowledge of having killed a man, starts to give nimself over to Sheriff Ratcliff. He meets Evelyn, who is out In her pony sart. She offers to drive him to Ratcliff's house, but he objects to compromising her by letting them bo seen together at this timo. She, however, carries tier point. On tho way they meet Capt. Winkle. CHAPTER XII.—Ronald is driven to the jail at Danube. The judgfe is found to be away, it being Saturday, so Fanshaw Is locked up until Monday. CHAPTER XIII.—On reaching home Evelyn is coldly taunted by heir sister Caro line for defending RonaJd, who, according to Winkle's account, had been guilty of cold-blooded murder. In the meantime Winkle has gone to Hasbrooke with his story of the duel, and says he had seen Fanshaw and Evelyn riding together to ward tho railway station, presupposing an elopement. Hasbrooke rings to call hie daughter, but she has to confirm that part of the story as to her having been with Ronald after tho killing of Hart. After Winkle leaves, Evelyn tells her father of her love for Ronald, old man. a 8ad blow to the CHAPTER XIV.—Sunday morning Mr. Redding, the lawyer under whom Fanehaw had been studying for the bar, calls to see the prisoner. Ho has found it a bad pros pect as far as securing Immediate bail, on account of testimony Williams Is deter mined to give. CHAPTER XV.—Tho trial comes off with dark prospects for Ronald, but the dramatio discovery is made in court that tho bullet which caused Hart's death must have come from Hart's own revolver. Wil liams Is then forced to testify that, accord ing to Hart's last words, it was the rear ing of the horse that had caused tho dis charge of the pistol In such a way as to mortally wound him. The prosecution can then only move the discharge of the prls oner. CHAPTER XVI.—Col. Hasbrooke, who was present at tho trial, is the first to break tho news of the result to Evelyn, »vho almost faints with joy. "We can talk about that later," 6he said, "but I must know now wliat they did to bim. Tell me, papa!" He averted his eyes a scowl was cm his face, "Don't torture me, papa remember I am only a woman." He raised bis band till it touched her head be essayed to draw it down against his own, but she held herself firmly erect. "Don't torture me," she repeated, al most threateningly. "Well, I will not,"be said. "Of course I know what you want. The case was thrown out of court. It was proved that Syd Hart accidentally shot himself with bis own pistol. Fanshaw was in no way responsible. He is at home by this time,.a free man." He felt her gasp, and then her head fell on bis shoulder, all the rigidness of suspense was gone from ber body she lay like one dead. He thought she had fainted, but a moment later she stirred the color ran into her face, and she stood up before bim. "Gh, papa! oh, papa!" was all she could say, but a world of unutterable joy lay in her tone. His cigar bad gone out he took a taper from a vase on the mantelpiece and lighted it at the fire, and as be applied it to liis cigar he felt bis anger returning to him. The outlook seemed so hopeless. She could never be happy without Fanshaw—she would be worse than miserable with him, after she learned the folly of her step. Ko, there must be some escape. He would think it over again. He had thought it over till it bad become a sort of monomania with him. Perhaps some way of escape would present itself. He led her to the door and bowed silently as she turned from him to go up to her room. He went into his study and lighted a lamp on his desk, then, he sat down and began to fumble some papers which one of his agents bad left for his inspection, but his mind was clinging to 13velyn—Evelyn— Evelyn! He opened a drawer in his desk and took out a miniature framed in gold. It held a face strongly resembling the daughter who had just quitted the room, and as he looked at it a ilood of tender recollections rushed over bim. 'If you had only lived, dear Evelyn," lie murmured "if you were here you'd know what to do. It may be that Fanshaw could love her as I loved you, and in that case, I may be wronging him but oh, my angel wife, I do not know what is best!" He gazed at the face in the little frame for another minute and then lie restored it to it6 place and closed the drawer. •'is- .".V CHAPTER'XVII. The colonel began to" walk back and forth in the room. Now and then'he would stray across the hall and pause in tho doorway to give half an ear to Caroline, who was listlessly playing the piano. Her music had never touched him as had Evelyn's. Evelyn's songs— ber lightest touch—seemed toinvitethe sweetest memories to his heart. Caro line looked up and saw him standing in the doorway. "Father," she turned on the stool. "Mr. llardy has written asking me to marry him he says he will write to you if 1 encourage bim to do so." Hasbrooke advanced till he stood be hind her. Somehow he had little in clination to touch this one of his daugh ters. "Well," he asked, "have you thought it over?" Caroline turned a page of her music book leisurely. "I like him as well as I ever liked anybody," she said, slowly. "You know he is well off he has a nice home—the Hardys are good people. I have al ways wanted to live in Charleston." "Then write bim it is all right," re turned Hasbrooke, wearily, and they went in to supper. Evelyn came down a moment later. Her father wondered at the transformation in her. In her evening dress, she looked' like a flower which had never been touched by storm. After they had left the table sh« followed him to the door of his study, but he coldly begged to be left alone, and asked her to send James to h-im. The servant found him at his desk. "I want you to bear a message for me, James," he said. "I want to have a private talk with Mr. Ronald Fanshaw. Go over to his house and present my compliments, and ask him if he will do me the honor of calling on me this evening if he has no previous engage ment. You remember my exact words, James?" The servant repeated them. "That will do, and when he comes show him into this room, and see that we are not disturbed." "Thank you, sub." About eight o'clock Ronald rode up to Carnleigh and turned his horse over to a waiting groom. At the foot of tfce steps he was met by James, who, in a low, guarded voice, invited him into his master's study. As he passed the win dow of the drawing-room the young man had a flashlight view of Evelyn as she sat reading at the center table un der a tall lamp with a pink shade. He had never seen her countenance so ra diantly aglow. The thought took pos session of his brain that it was due to his release from prison, and that idea was infinitely sweet to him after what he had been forccd to endure. As he entered the colonel's study, from the walls of which family por traits leaned downward in deep, old fashioned gilt frames, a casual observer would have taken hrm for a man of the world rather than a man whose life ex periences were bounded by the limits of a single county. "First of all," said the colonel, as he extended his hand, stiffly, "I must con gratulate you upon your escape from that disagreeable affair. I was rejoiced at the outcome." Ronald thanked him, surprised at his own calmness the warm memory of Evelyn's face, as he had just seen it, in spired him with strange, unexpected confidence in himself. The chair he had been given was quite near Hasbrooke's, and as the colonel continued to speak he leaned his head on his hand, his el-, bow resting on his desk. This posture threw his face somewhat into the shadow. "I may as well come directly to the point, Mr. Fanshaw," in a forced, tense tone. "To be frank, I find myself com pletely in your power, and, since it must be so, it Is a comfort to be in the power of a fearless man, and one who would, I am confident, despise to take unfair advantage of me." "I am sure I do not understand," fal tered the visitor, in surprise. The old man twisted himself round in his chair the lamplight brought his strong features out in minute lineality against the wall behind him. "You have me, Mr. Fanshaw, as com pletely in your power as if I lay at your feet and you held a saber against my heart. My daughter has withheld noth ing from me. Be her judgment good or ill, she loves you as she loves her life. She believed you have been greatly wronged—always misunderstood—and that has intensified her love. At first I was inclined to blame you for taking unfair advantage of her experience in worldly matters, but I am now forced to admit that you have done nothing I should not have done had the woman been as attractive personally as my daughter. I know you must care for her, Fanshaw, and that is why I have sent for you to unbosom myself." The speaker's words had been grow ing more and more indistinct, until they finally died in the still room. Ron ald knew that he was expected to reply, but he could gather nothing befitting the moment from the mass of thoughts and emotions that seethed in his heart. At this point a bar of soft, rippling notes came from the piano, and they were caught up bj* a sweet, well-trained voice singing a happy song. The old man held up his hand. "You see how she feels, Fanshaw," he said, huskily "since your arrest she has looked more dead than alive. I was seriously afraid she would not survive. But you see how she is now I told her the news just before supper, and she al most fainted with joy. That is why I sent for you I am unable alone to fight a love like hers. You and I must decide on what to do—between us!" "Between us," repeated Ronald, still in the dark as to what was expected of him. Hasbrooke's face under the ordeal be fore him took on the color of ashes, and as he began to speak again he picked the nap from the sleeve of his coat with the mechanical action of a dying man. "Perhaps, Mr. Fanshaw, it may be as well to begin by our admitting that my social training has been different from yours. In my cradle I imbibed certain conventional ideas of the duty of a man of my name to his stock. From your standpoint, doubtless, I am wrong— from mine, right. I am coming to the point, and I trust j'ou will pardon me for being painfully plain. Fanshaw, as fur back as my family records run—and we have volumes of them, sir—we have never found the line tainted with dis honor." Hasbrooke paused, taking a full breath, It was evident to Ronald that the climax was near, but he made no comment. The room was very still out side of it could be heard only Evelyn's sweet, ringing notes. A vague, unac countable despair had seized on the young man's heart. He knew not what was coming, but whatever it was would not be pleasant. "You see, Fanshaw," the colonel Kceined to pull himself up to his task with extra effort, "if my daughter must marry and bring children into the world, I should naturally desire the al liance to be with a man against whose family there had never been a charge of —dishonesty!" Ranald breath*} fetrt. The last w,-{ "t •. joM'i'gii word had fallen 1&6 a powerful weight which crushed out the last bit of hope he had ever had of fighting the world's difficulties. "I think I understand, Col. Has brooke," he heard his words jarring against the sweet floating sounds of Evelyn's voice, which was rising like a happy prayer to heaven. The colonel leaned forward almost in an attitude of pity. "Don*t understand me to say, Mr. Fanshaw," ho said, "that I should de mand a pedigree with my daughter's husband, for I think there arc good people who have not kept up their family records, but if I knew—actual ly knew of dishonesty in a family, that, sir, I should try to save my child from as I would from hereditary con sumption or insanity. I had a dear friend, Mr. Fanshaw, in Virginia, who belonged to one of the best families— distantly related to the Carnleighs. He had a beautiful daughter who fell in love with a self-made man, whose grandfather had been accused of dis honest dealings. My friend reluctant ly gave his consent, but the only issue of that marriage, Mr. Fanshaw, was a son who became an outlaw and broke the hearts of both his parents. Par don me, sir, but I started out to be plain, and remember, we are consult ing about the welfare of one we both love. Mr. Fanshaw, my father's brother, who lived in East Tennessee, was the judge who sentenced your grandfather, Abraham Fanshaw, to prison for 20 years for theft. I know nothing of your father's life in Ten nessee, but it pains me to say that I detected him five years ago loading a wagon with wheat from one of my barns. He confessed his guilt and threw himself on my mercy, and I did not, thinking of his family and his old age, prosecute him." Hasbrooke paused he was not look ing at Ronald, who had covered his face with both his hands and sat as still as a statue. "God forgive me if I have given you needless pain," said the colonel. "I would not have spoken if I could have seen ar.y other way of making my awful fears clear to you. Fanshaw, if these things were "not true of your people, and you had not a dollar to your name, I should, seeing how my daughter loves you, turn over to you and her all the property which is to go to her at my death. As God is my judge, I wish I could end it all by giv ing her to you, but I cannot! I sim ply cannot!" Ronald rose to his feet he reeled a little as he reached for his hat, which lay on the desk. "I have really never hoped to win her," he said, unsteadily. "You are right. It ought never to be. Children of mine shall never live to curse the world! I see my duty to her—to you. May God have mercy on me!" The music had ceased there was a light step outside and Evelyn suddenly opened the door, pausing on the threshold with an exclamation of sur prise. "I did not know—" here she broke off as her eyes fell to studying her lover's agonized face. "Papa," she asked, coming forward and standing between the two men, "what does this mean?" The old man collected his senses slowly. /j "Daughter," he said, after an awk ward pause, "I have sent for Mr. Fan shaw to consult with him in regard to the welfare of you both, and together —after talking it all over—we have come to a mutual agreement that the idea of marriage between you—-ever, at any timo—would be unwise—is uot to be thought of." Evelyn fastened a questioning, half distrustful gaze on her lover. "Do you think it would be better for you to give me up?" were her words, each delivered after a little incred ulous halt. "You see, Ronald, I have never known whether I could be a help to you. If you should want me, I would be reudy to Btand by you through trouble, adversity—every thing that might come but you are the man you know best, and if" (her eyes went darting from one rigid face to the other) "if—" she made an- "THEY CONCERN ONLY MYSELF," SAID RONALD. other beginning, but broke down and put her handkerchief to her eyes. Her breast heaved high. Hasbrooke nodded despairingly to Ronald and the latter took the hint. "Circumstances beyond our control make it advisable that we should sep arate," he said, automatically. She uncovered her face, disclosing no trace of tears. "Am I to be told about the—the circumstances?" "They concern only myself," an swered Ronald, with another glance at her father. "I would-rather not speak of them." "Very well, then," she drew herself up erect. "I may as well say good by." As she gave him her hand the eyes of her father flashed with subtle pride, but the next moment he had another glimpse of her inmost soul. "Remember, Ronald," she said, "that I shall never kneel down without praying for you. Remember that I shall never love another man as lone as I live!" He bowed low he tried to say some thing, but the ball in his throat rose and choked him. He heard the door close and knew she was gone. Like an automaton, Hasbrooke moved forward and laid his two hands on the shoulders of the crushed young man. "It has ended better than I could have hoped," he declared. "Bear up. Many things are within your grasp, but ray child was not for you. She's not for me, either, Fanshaw" (sigh ing) "she'll never be the same again —never!*' CHAPTER XVIII. The next month was December. Christmas day was made known to the Fanshaws chiefly by the fireworks which were discharged by the negroes on the Hasbrooke estate. The dawn came in with a great tooting of horns, beating of old pans, the discharge of puns, the bursting of inflated hog bladders. There was to be a cake w«lk la tt» bun, fl—Mb ft JtwbMU^ ox, a glorious feast, a Christmas tree. The Fanshaws were not going to in dulge even in an extra dinner. Ronald had remembered his hands by pres ents of money, but they were going to spend it in town. Something, how ever, did happen to mark the day as an eventful one. Old Jade Fanshaw was brought home in Bud Tnrbell's dump cart, on a pile of wheat straw, covered by on old quilt. This oc curred about 12 o'clock in the day. Ronald remembered that it took place just as the dinner bell rang at Carn leigh. Bud Tarbell told the little group in the front yard that Jade "wasn't dead an' they needn't be skeerd." He explained that he was driving along a mountain road looking for sticks of lightwood when he saw Fanshaw walking ahead of liim as sound as a dollar as far as he was able to see. He looked away for a minute and then he saw Fanshaw down on his all-fours, crawling along with head down like a grazing cow. "At fust I was afcerd of 'im, fur he was actin' mighty curis," observed Tarbell, "but terrcctly his knee j'ints seemed to flicker an' he come down kerplunk in the mud on his stomach. Then I drive up an* put 'im in my cart." Mrs. Fanshaw was always a calm woman she went out at the gate, waddled up to the cart, and shook tho human heap on the straw. "Looky heer, what's a-ailin' of you, Jade?" she asked, seeing his eyes open. Fanshaw sat up slowly, but he looked like a man with only a shadow of a soul in him his eyes glared in ghastly sockets and their whites had turned red. As he looked round at the group he seemed to recognize them, but a. shifting look of terror was in his glance. He began to work his lips, to the edge of which his stubbly beard grew, but only unin telligible sounds issued. "His tongue is paralyzed," com mented his wife "look how that Bide is drawed down to his neck. I de clare he's got a wad o' tobacco be twixt his jaws clamped thar as tight as a cider press. Jade, spit that thar truck out! Spit it out, I tell you!" And as he paid no heed to her com mands, she thrust her forefinger be tween his almost toothless gums as if he were a child and pried out the brown mass* "Well!" she said, re signedly, 4twe'll Have to git 'im in the house, Bud will want his cart. Come, you boys" (to Ronald and David) "help lift 'im out." Dave sprang into the cart, and Ron ald was about to do the same, when Fanshaw's distended eyes fell on him. The old man raised his hands as if to ward off a blow and cried in words now easily understood: "Take 'im away he wants to kill me!" Ronald paused, but Fanshaw's ter ror did not abate. He got to his feet quickly and springing from the cart he ran, his knees knocking together, across the road towards the woods. "Stop 'im, he's tryin' to kill me! He wants me to tell 'im who he is, an' whar t'other is buried!" A remarkable change came over Mrs. Fanshaw she turned quickly to Ron ald, and with an uneasy smirk, said: "Don't you go nigh 'im, Ron he's clean out'n his senses, an' thar ain't no tellin'what quar notion might strike Ronald stood wondering, as Tarbell and Dave ran after the old man. They caught him by his arms and began to half carry, half drag him towards the house. But Fanshaw's distended eyeB were still fixed on Ronald in affright and he struggled and fought his captors like a wild man. "I'm not agoin' to have 'im put me in jail," he snorted. "He's done reported it to Reddin', an* together they are agoin' to have me swing for what I never done!" Again Mrs. Fanshaw faced Ronald this time she stood between him and his father. A frightened look of cun ning lay in her heavy-browed eyes. "If I was you, Ron," she said, hurried ly* "I'd go upstairs he's tuck a quar notion somehow that you are agin 'im, an' I wouldn't aggravate 'im." Glad of an excuse to get away from the harrowing scene our hero went up to his room. Presently he heard the clatter of hob-nailed boots on the porch. The old man,now pacified,wasbeingled like a dumb animal to his room. Then all was quiet below. The silence lasted till he heard Dave's voice outside speaking through a broken window pane to his mother. "I'm a-goln' to ride fur a doctor," he was saying. TO BE CONTINUED. 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WEST HOUND No 1*11:35 No 8* G:28 No 21 tfijOO No 2St 9:40 No 91tl:45 No 71t4:lS MAIN LI.VR ..Fast Train.. Thro Express Local Express ....Clipper.... -Way Froight. .Thro Freight.. Nos 21 and Dodge. Nos 23 and KAST HOUND 4:«»Ti III No 4* pin No 2?t0:40 am No 21+ 8: lop No 02111:00 a No 52*2:10 in 22 run betweon Dtibuquo and Fort 24 run betweon Dubuque and I.ylo. CEDAR RAPIDS BRANCH. North Bound I Bet Cedar Rpds South Hound Arrive— 1 and Manchester Leave No.824 6:50p.m No 322 9:25 p.m No. 858 1:85 p.m .1 Passenger.. ..tPassenger... ...tFrolght.... No.828 0:4 a,m No.3216 :0T» p. in No,8515:00 p. •Dally. tDally Exoept Sunday. H. G. PIERCB, Station A(ft. CHICAGOGREATWESTERN RY. "The Maple Leaf Route." T*me card, Thorpe, Towa. Chicago Spoelal, Dally,Going Kast 7:40 am Day Express dal 3 except Sunday 3:ipn Way Freightually 11:86air gWost, North and South. WayPreigh dally 9:sr»tm Day Express c'ally except Sunday. .. l:Mpm St Paul ft Kansas City Exp, dally 6:41 am For Information and tlokets QDDIV to J. I*. O'HARROW Agent Thorpe. B' Cl R- & N. R'y. CEDAR RAPIDS TIME CARD. MAIN LIME OOINO EAST AND SOUTH. Arrive LC&T6 8:30 ra No. 2 Chicago Passenger.... 8:40 a® 'fcBurlt'n Pass ..0:85p in io:i?ZJF-S0,CE^caao&St.LoulaEx. 8:80am I2:2u ngt No. 8 Chicago Fast Express. 12:27 ngt No. 18 Burl. & Davnp't. Pass 4:00pm ^o s-pujjttan sleeper, free ehalr car and" to Chicago. NO G—Pullman sleepers and through coaches to Chicago and 8t Louis. No. 8—Pullman sleeper and free chair car to 7:69 a. m. Dining car will serve breakfast from Jolict to Chicago. Ngt.—night. MAIN LINE GOING KOKTH. 'Minneapolis Pa,a Jfl?" 1rFroe 8-Oft a in ft op No. 8 Itockford Passenger... 8:S0pm K.:l? 5^f!s.neap0!i8 Bnpress..12:20Dftt 6.45 a No. 18 Chicago Passenger. U:46 No. 19 Chicago Passenger. .,clialr S»f ana coaches to !A1- J?®1*. I-?*. No. 6—Pullman sleepers and coaches to Minneapolis and St. Paul. DBCORAH DIVISION. „8=i° m• .pecorah Passenger 8:80 am 2a.m ft r?Bt Un'°S,passeDger....«.3:40 4:05pm DecorahFreight 6:20am IOWA FALLS DIVISION. J?*" a Minnesota Pass 8:15 am 12:20 ngt ..Minnesota & Dakota Pass.. 12:90 ngt IOWA CITYI DAVBITPOBT.BDBL. AND CLINTON '3 ."Burl, ft la city Pass 4:00 pm Dvpt I*"" 7:15 am '•SBa Burl. & la City Pass 8:40 in "Tralnsnmnbers5,c.8. is, 19, ana Minn & ?ep^ sucday '^Un other trains aally ex- JNO. O. FARMER, J. A I.OMAX Gon'lPassftTktAgt. mckotAgent Cedar Kaplds Iowa. Henry Hutchinson Breeder of Thoroughbred Shorthorn Cattle. JOSEPH HUTCHINSON MftncfceaterJowft M. DONNELLY, M. D. Physician and Surgeon, proprietor of tae Ryan Drug StorE Dealer In Drugs, Stationery, Etc. BrAN IOW/ Compound VaDor and Sham 000 Baths. BATHS Most all dis eases are caused by poisonous sec retlons, which clog the wheels of NATURE. Vapor and Shampoo. The name and the symptoms may be different but the cause of disease can UB ually be traced to the lmpenect action ol the millions of pores of the human body. A bath in accordance with scientific require ments is the best preventative and remedy known. The methods employ ed by mo are the most scientific ever invented or discovered for dispelling disease. Results tell the story. Give nie a trial. This is the Conant system of baths. A competent lady attendant in charge of the fadiesdepartment. Office and bath rooms on Franklin street, opposite Globe Hotel 16u Q. D. QATC3. SO YEARS' EXPERIENCE PATENTS TRADE MARKS DESIGNS COPYRIGHTS AC. Anyone sending a sketch and description, may quickly ascertain our opinion free wnotlicr an Invention probably nntentnble. Communica tions strictly confidential. Handbook on tpecial notice, Patents sent xroe. Oldest agency for socurlncr pnt^nts. Patents taken through Munu & Co. receive without charge. In tho Scientific JVtttcricati* A handsomely illustrated weekly. largest cir culation of any sclentlQo Journal. Terms. 93 a jear^four months, ft Bold by all newadealora. jOs®FiBromtfwa,'New 0 Cases. Just what York St. WmMnrfm" T?. r. The Old Reliable Blacksmith, P. J. Roche Ctn be found at hlB ahop on Franklin street during business hours, with a competent foroe of workmen to do all kinds of BLACK SMITHING Hons Shoeing a Specialty. Corns and Interfering Cured or no pay. Satis* faction Guaranteed, Respectfully, mmi P.J.Roche. Something NEW IN LEATHER JEWEL CASES, Pocket books, and Calling Card Every Lady Needs We have a fine line of Silk umbrellas with FANCY HANDLES. Call and see them. BOIHTON &Ic£fEN You Will Need a Pair of Shoes To keep your feet dry during during the vet weather this spring. We can sutt you in quality and price. Also rubbers, of all kinds. F. M. FOLEY RYAN, IOWA. W, DELAWARE COUNTY Abstract, Co., Manchester, Iowa. ABSTRACTS?* REAL ESTATE. LOANS AND CONVEYANCING. Office In First Nationa Bank Building. Orders by mail will receive careful attention. We have complete copies of all rccords of Delaware county. ENNIS BOGGSj MANAGER. S. A. 8TEADMAN DEALER IN Harness, Saddles. Whips, Robes and Blankets. 50 set of light and heavy harness for the spring trade: The Best farm harness on the market for $28.00. This price is for CASH. Come in and look over my large stock of harness before buying. I can save you money. Respectfully yours, S. A. STEADMAN ABSTRACT OFFICE. J. E. DAVIS, Manchester, la., Main St., North of Court House. MONEY...T?OO°T"...5VO I am making first-class farm loans at 5 and 6 per cent., with privi leges. ABSTRACTS furnished at a rate meeting all competition. J. E. DAVIS, Abstracter, ALEX SEFSTHOM, LACKSMIT Makes a Specialty of Horse Shoeing1 Interiering and Corns Cured or no Pay. ,£ Do All Kinds of Work in Iron— Machinery and all kinds of Farm Implemfttlfif and Maohlnery repatrod. The best of work guaranteed. PRICES REASONABLE. A share of the Fubllo Patronage Is solicited. JLlte Sueoessor to Peter Meyer* DON'T YOU NEED A NEW HARNESS We have the right kind at the right kind of prices. Come in and LOOK THROUGH our line of horse lur-Vf? nishings—a complete line of Ai goods. H.R. EATON UVERYAND FEED STABLE First-claBs rigs to bo had at all] Buss to all trains and passeugon takon to or called for In any part o} tho city. Prow^Meriflgton PROPRIETORS. 0E_8ipVa TRADE.HARK8 AND COPYRIGHTS OBTAINED PATENTS __ ADVICE AS T° PATENTABILITY PFKHB Notice In "Inventive Age" LUCC Book "How to obtain Patent*" TIlEE (Mann moderate. No fee tUi patent la anmS 1