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The Great Falls leader. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1888-1900, July 11, 1889, Morning, Image 2

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General Agency of the
L.. . L-.
The Monthly lrawing
Caital Prize,---3$00;t000,
Will take place at
Tickets Sold---Prizes Cashed.
Address by ordinary letter containing moneyr or
de tinssued by .expresi coOmpan es, exIchange,
draft or postal note, or tcet, circulars n;ld all
Great Falls, Mont.
Address registered letters contatling currency
to First National B8nk, Great Falla, Montana.
Cows, Calves,
and Two-Year-Olds,
Graded Short-Horns,
Herefords and
For Sale,
4 Miles West of Great Falls.
REMOVED ! ! ab
Opposite Park Hotel.
Great Falls, KMont.
Choice Wines and liouors. I
Rates per day-$1.50. Weekly Board and Roomn t
$7.00. tl
Open Day &, Night.s'
Fence Posts,
Goodrich Lumber Yard.
Brigoade Major,
Draft Horse
In NIontana.
Will stand at Major
Field's Ranch, Sand
Coulee, for about ten or
fifteen head of outside
horses as an accommo
dation to the people of
the vicinity.
"Breed to tie Best."
One Clyde Stallion,
Five yeors old, weight about 1,500 pounds. Well
Kenneth Mclver.
CaIi be seen nat Erillpse Stables, 2-If
"tello,. my little maul" of
"\I' re're you going?"
'" that house over thar."
A monuntel oficer in gray uniform, at the
head of half a dozen troopers, w's speaking -h
with a bnv 11 or 12 years old, whom le had
omet wilkin,; alsg a path by the side of the h
road The time was at the close of a southern
winter. l I-, sand the location was in a
''hbor.l.r"' state. ki
The e;lii.I was ssmall for his age, but sturdy.
On his head was an old straw hat, through se
which te hair peeped in places. He wore a
short jacket, out at the elbows, anl trousers if
rolle up at tihe bottoms. Several little toes
thrust themoselves through cracks hi hisshoes,
and li, shirt was unbuttoned at the collar.te
Despit his unseasonahle apparel, the child did a:
not ap.e.ir to be cold He was ruddy as an
"Where do you live?' asked the officer, a a
liutei .lt, after sourveying the little figure h
contemplatively. The boy turned around tt
and pointed to a house on an eminence in the
direction fro:n which he had come.
"Got n fatherl'r
"Yes, sir." t
"Union or Confederatep' t
"Union." t
The officer scowled. Durling the civil war
ti.e southern troops were far more bitter
*Iginst the Union men of the south than to- t
ward northern soldiers.
"I ain't no Union man, though," added the
sly, thrusting his hands into his pockets,
planting his legs firmly at an angle, and look
ing up at the soldiers resolutely.
"Youl What are you?"asked the officer,
"I'm a rebel."
There was a hburst of laughter from the
troop at his implied defiance.
"What's your father's name?"
"Toni Lane."
"And yours?"
"Mine? Mine's Tom Lane, too."
The officer turned his head and glanced
meaniugly at a sergeant who was close be
hind him.
"How does it happen, my lad, that your
father is Urion and you are Confederate?"
"Maw, she's southern. Pop, he b'longs in
East Tennessee "
"Is your father at home?"
"No, sir."
"When will he be at home?"
"I donno." The boy knit his brows. Then,
with a quick change of interest and expres
sion, he asked, "Whar you uns goen'?"
The officer smiled. "Where are you going,
my lad?"
"Over thar." IHe pointed with his finger.
"Oh, yes, I forgot. And what are you go
ing to do over there?"
Toni colored. "Oh, I ain't goen' to do
nothin' but leave sump:n' in the postoffice on
the fence."
The "postoffice" was a box with a slit in
the top which had been put up for the pur
pose of children's correspondence. The offl
cer noticed that the chubby hand grasped a
bit of foiled paper.
"Won't you let me see it?" he asked.
"Naw." The boy turned away with an
abashed look.
"Sergeant," said the officer, speaking low,
"Tom Lane's the man we are after. This is
his boy. We must try to find out if Lane is
at home, or where lie is. I've orders to take
hint, dead or alive."
'"y little man," he continued to the boy,
"will you answer some questions for the good
of your country?'
"I reckon so."
"Then tell mes where your father is."
"He ain't none o' us; he's Union."
"Yes, but where is he?"
"My pop ain't got nothin' to do with you
uns. Ast me some other things, 'n' I'll tell
The officer was bafflted. Indeed, he was
ashamed of his work in trying to induce a iJ
boy to betray his father. The lad started on.
The sergeant was about to ride forward to d
stop him, but the officer ordered him back. n
The troop rode on to a cross road which led
to a wood to the right; then turnel down n
this road and entered the wood. Finding a
spring of good water, they went into bivouac.
A man waslrdered to ride after the boy, and
secure the missive he intended to drop into
the letter box.
The soldiers picketed their horses and cook
ed their supper. While they were eating,
the man who had been sent for the letter
came in. The officer unfolded the little scrap
of iper, a!n read this scrawl in a child's
DERE IMAo.y. I Waust you fur to be a i stwethart.
een I git a man I agoes fur to Iea sojer. Mytpopy
Is agoet to Isiug tae o n s IIo's co:uau itoamto
moer, ll ue\ she sa il I:u to little fr' a gun but 1
reckon Iil g it anyway Yours tre ely,
Tom La:us JeYEm.
The officer spelled out this colnmmnication
with souse difficulty, and put it in his pocket.
It contained all the information he wanted.
He had now nothing to do but to wait in
order to capture Tom Lane, guerrilla.
The next morning the boy was playing in
the road in front of his father's house. A Con
federate officer with stars on his collar rode
by attended by his staff. He stopped and
questioned the boy.
"How far is it to the river, my lad?"
"The riveor?"
"Ten miles."
"Is the bridge down?"
"Tw'arn't down last Thursdays"
"How do you know?"
"tlear'n"' pop say so."
"And that road"--pointing-"where does
it lead to?"
"Where to?"
"Yes. Where?"
"Th' inoullt'ns."
"You're pretty prompt with your answers.
You seem to ktnos; the country hereabout."
The genelral changed his poeition in the
saddle to rest. He looked ilnto the child's
face thoughtfully. His own wore a troubled
"Do you know the road to J-?"
"Yes, sir."
"Canl you ride?"
"Ridel ReckoIn can ridel Ain't done
nothin' else sacue 1 was little."
"How would you like to carry a dispatch
for me'?"
"What's that?"
"A letter."
"Y' ain't no Yank, are y'?"
"I'm a Confederate officer."
"I'll do aneythini' for our sojers," said Tom,
with a flash in his eye.
"Thien colme with LO."
Ind without ceremony the child was put
,on the hack of a led horse besido a cavalty
man, and rode with the general and his staff
to headquad rter. When they arrived at
camp the general turned the child over to an
ataid, but in half an hour ordered him to be
brought to his tent.
".tNow, tiy oy," said the officer, looking
intently into the child's honest brown eyes,
"l am going to send you on an important er
rand. Though you are a boy you must have
ff thcourage of a nIan."
The boy made no reply. He was looking
straight at the general.
"I want you to take this"-he held up some
thing that looked like a pill. "It'o a roll of
tissue paper i n tfoil, and there's a message
written on it. Take it to Gen. -. com
manding the Confederate force at J-.
There's but one road--you know the road;
go dosn the pike till you come to the picket
near the fork he" Scogg's tavern. Take the
right fork, and you'll find another picket line
on the opposite slope. Do you understandl''
"Yes, sir."
"Geunral," interposed an aid, impatiently,
"this is a ntyt for me, not for this child."
"How could yo pass the enemy's pikets?"
dentided the general shartply. Then, with
Sout peirmitting a reply, he went on giving the
boy his instructions.
oyou are ao you;'g tlhet I think the pickets
ell will let you go where you please"
"I'm 12," interrtipted Tom.
"Are you? Well, ou must keep up astout
heart a n to nt look rightetned."
t1 " reckonl woll't Ibe s'trled consil'table."
"Take this." The general put his finger of
into the pocket of the boy's Jacket to see iit CO
was whole; then, rolling the pellet in a piece ho
of newspaper, he slipped it into the pocket he
"If you must lose it, swallow it."
"Swallow it?" si
"Swallow it." th
"I will," said Tom resolutely,
The general took the little fellow by the
hand. It was a curious contrast, the grizzly t
bearded southern commander looking -down y
from his six feet of height into the boy's little to
round face, and holding the chubby fist in hi
knotty hand. He was loath to .relinquish it; W
loath to let the boy go. He was about to
send the child on a perilous errand. He could m
have sent a man without compunction, even
if he knew the chances were nine in ten that gi
he would be shot; but this boy
"Gol" he said, suddenly, and motioned the
aid to take him away. Another moment
ard he could not have done it. I
Tom Lane, Jr:, now advanced to the dig- C
nity of a Confederate courier, was placed on a
a good natured horse which was to carry
him on his journey The aid took him to y
the Confederate picket line, and started him n
off up the road. He stood looking at the
flaxen haired urchin, whose little legs stuck a
out on either side over the round flanks of
the horse at an obtuse angle, wishing that he
might call him back. He watched the boy
till he rounded a curve in the road. The
young courier turned and smiled; a smile of a
innocence, of courage, of conscious pride in c
the work to be done. In another moment he
was lost to the officer's view.
That day passed and the next. The com- 1
mander, who was awaiting the outcome of
his plan of communication, did little but I
pace anxiously back and forth before his I
tent. Though abrupt in manner, he was I
usually singularly kind to those under his
orders. Now he seemed the very incarna
tion of military severity. When twenty-four 1
hours had passed and his courier did not re
turn, he became so crusty that no member of
his staff cared to approach him.
On the second evening at dusk the pickets
heard the clattering of a horse's hoofs on the
pike. They sprang to their guns, and.leveled
them in the direction of the noise. A horse
came in sight, and on his back was the little
courier, hatless, swaying In the saddle, but
riding at a gallop. The soldiers grasped the
"Take me to the general, quick!"
He was deathly pale and the men noticed
that he was bleeding. -They led him away
from the picket line, a man walking on each
side sustaining him in the saddle. As they
walked along he told his story. On going out
he had little difficulty in getting within the
Union lines, as anticipated, on account of his
youth, but was obliged to try several times
before being able to leave them. On reach
ing the Confederate lines he went to head
quarters, delivered his message, and was well
cared for by the general's order.
The next morning a reply to the message he
had brought was given him, and he started
back. Again he passed free into the Union
lines, and again he found difficulty in leaving
the lines on the opposite side. At last, get.
ting some distance beyond a picket who was
watching him, he resolved to make a dash for
it. "I thought he wouldn't shoot me," said
Tom, "'cos I war so little. I reckon he
couldn't see who I war fur the trees 'n
' "Where are you hit?" asked one of the men.
is "HIere." He put his hand to his left side be
is low the heart. "Go on, quick! I'm weakenin'.'
'e A drop of blood fell in the dust at the feet
of a rugged infantryman. He shuddered and
rhur~ried on.
When the party arrived at headquarters in;
they found thie general still walking back and TI
forth in deep anxiety. When he saw his ne
little messenger sitting on the horse, pale and no
bleeding, he strode up to him and brushing te
away the olen, without a word took him in at
his arms, carried him into his tent and laid m
him on his own camp cot. Then he bent over gs
hillt and groaned. hi
The boy took from his month a pellet sim- tr
ilar to the one he hlad erried on his journey
outward and held it to the general. The sol- w
dier took it, but for a few moments was toe
much moved to open it. Then suddenly re- is
membering its importance, he unrolled it and th
read its contents. al
"Good!" he said, his face momentarily
brightening. Calling for his chief of staff, se
he ordered that the men be put in readiness to It
march at a moment's notice. This done he Ji
seemed to forget everything again but the w
wounded boy. Is
"My brave boy!" he said, kneeling by him pl
and putting his arms about him. "We owe
you everything. You can't be much hurt.
You must not bo much hurt. You must get C
well and I will put you on my staff, You rt
shall be a little captain. You have accom- ft
plished more for the cause than I ever have." a:
"A cap'u?' p xelaimed the boy.
"Yes, a captain. Anything. You shall al
ways be with me." L
A transient look of pleasure passed over the c'
boy's pale face. Then he seemed to remember at
something. "You better send me hoam. My n
pop won't kn, w whar I ben."
'I'll take o iou homi myself. Orderly, get
n auimbulance! Bring bandagesl Be quickl '
Why doesn't the surgeon comel"
There was a scattering of aids and order b
lies. The ambulance came and the surgeon p
caine, but when lie looked at the child he ii
shook his head.
"He will live, doctor?" asked the general, h
as though commanding the surgeon to save p
the boy's life.
Again the surgeon shook his head. The t
general turned abruptly away. a
"I want to go fur to see my pop," said the p
boy feebly.
The commander turned and took him in
his arms, carried him out to the ambulance,
and gently laid him in it. The surgeon got
up on the seat with the driver and the gau
eral sat at the rear end with his feet on the _
stop, while aids and orderlies followed
mounted, an orderly leading the general's
horse. And thus they went slowly to the
boy's home.
ihen they arrived they found the house
surrounded by Confederate cavalrymen. The
lieutenant whom the boy had met two days
before came out as the ambulance drove up
to the door. That morning before daylight
he and his men had surprised Tom Lane and
half a dozen Union guerrillas who were sleep
ing there. A fight had ensued. Tom Lane
was killed, anld his men-three of them badly
wounded-were prisoners.
The cloud on the general's brow darkened
as he heard the story. He had brought a
death wound to a child, and now he was
bringing that child to a home where lay the
dead bodry of his father, killed by the men
whose cause the son had served so nobly
it I killed by his own order.
The general lifted his charge tenderly from
If the ambulance and carried himintothe house
it of mourning. The wife and mother was
there, with several of the neighbor. who had
SIcome to be with her in her affliction. She
sat in a rocking chair, weeping.
i "Maw," said the boy, excitedly, "I'm
S,.oel'fur to be a cap'ns!"
1. In the gray of the miorning the woman
had seen her husband shot down before her
eyes. In the twilight of evening she saw her
g boy carried in. bleeding, with death written
in his pale face and in his wild eye. The
. doubhle affliction overcame her. She swooned
of and was taken to an adjoining room.
The general laid his light burden on a sofa.
. The boy caught sight of a little girl about
his otwn age who had come to the house with
- her mother.
d he"Mg," he said, "did y' git my letter?"
et "No," said Mlae, "I didn't git no letter, but
e [ tor one o' them sojers take sump'n out'n the
The general glanced sharply at the lieuten
ant. The young officer took a crumpled bit
ly, of paper from his pocket and handed it to
the cununander, who was about to transfer
l' it to little Maggie, when the lieutenant whism
Ih- pered to him that it contained the informa
le tion by which they had caught the Unionists.
Thie general sat mute, with the unopened
ets ppRe between his fingers. A reproof for
his sutordinate was on his tongue, but he did
Snot speak it. In warfare it is essential to ex
Out oamine private paI-pe'rs. The boy who had
done tllh'n so siglal a service had been robbed
of his childish scrawl and the information it Th
contained had been used to surprise tha T
boy's father. With bowed head the soldier
handed the paper to the little girl.
At this moment the wounded boy caught
sight of his father lying stiff and stark on
the bed.
"Popl" heezxlaimed. with a moan, "popl"
ae hbad never ase death, but something
told binsm that this:bas death. With diffi
culty he raised himself and sat up on the
loungs. Th
"DIdeyov shootsl y popi' he asked, looking
with his great, honest eyes at the lieutenant.
Without a word the officer turned as one
might turn from a storm of bullets, and left
the house. The boy fastened a reproachful|
gaze on the general. bet
"What d' y' let-him shoot my pop furl" I
"My boy-my little hero," began the ol-C
dier. He could not gp on. How could he
make a child understand the necessities of war t
Chivalrous warl that permitted him to read
a child's latter and kill the child's father.
"i didn't do nothen to you uns. What d'
you unes want t' go 'n' kill my pop furl'
moaned the boy.
Little Maggie was standing by, looking on
with childish wonder.
"Mag," said Tom, "I writ y' that letter. I
writ it all myself; all on't. The sojers tooken F
it, I reckon."
The general drew the girl up to the lounge,
and put her hand in that of the boy. Thetwo
children remained in this position to the end. G
The boy soon began to wander. He was rid
ing with the paper pellet in his-mouth; hewas
passing the pickets; he was conversing with
officers and soldiers Al the while the gene
ral was trying to soothe him,, smoothing back t
the uncombed locks from his. forehead, or
pouring a little water between his lips. R
Suddenly the boy sat up.
"I'm a-goen' fur to be a cap'n !" he shouted,
then fell back, dead. Ti
One may fancy the angel fiend of war-if P
such there be-looking down on this scene L
with grim satisfaction. Even in an innocent -
child there was the germ of that thirst for
glory which, incited by the ambition of abler
brains, furnishes food for battle fields.
The next afternoon the army, beginning a
movement for which the little courier had
paved the way, had struck its tents and was
e marching along the road that led past the
Lane house. As the bead of column emerged
from a wood, the men saw a funeral pro
d cession, composed of some officers, soldiers
y and a few country people, leave the house
h and march along to an inclosed lot in a hleld
y near by-the family burial place.
it Two coffins, the one but half the size of the
is other, were borne by Confederate soldiers.
is They contained the bodies of Tom Lane,
a father, and Tom Lane, son, the one of the
Is Union, and the other of the Confederacy..
d- Directly behind walked the general; then a
11 company of soldiers-a captain's escort-and
next a group of neighbors.
as The procession moved slowly onward to the 1
ed inclosure in which a grave had been dug.
3n The two coffins were lowered, and laid side
g by side in the one grave. The general, who
,t held in his hands a bundle of green sprigs,
as cast them into the grave. The earth was
or shoveled in and a volley fired by tlhe soldiers
id over the grave.
he By this time the head of the advancing col
' umn had reached the burial place, where the
general was standling with uncovered head,
a. while the last shovelfuls of earth were being
be thrown upon the grave. The neenof an army
' are quick to gather news, and not a soldier
sot but knew already the story of the two Lanes.
od As the column marched by, the men of the
leading company, seeing their general stand
ers ing with head uncovered, raised their hats.
ad The action was followed by the next and the
sis next company, and was taken up by regi
,Id ment after regiment, troop after troop, bat
ng tery after battery, till 12,000 men had passed
in and uncovered. Then the little group of
id mourners and spectators disbanded, and the
er general, who was joined by his staff, mounted
his horse and reod on in the direction the
in- troops were marching.
cy That night in bivouac the following order
ael- was promulgated:
to 1. Capt. Thomas Lanue, Jr., aged 12 years,
re- is announced as aid-de-canp on the staff of
ad the general commanding, and will be obeyed
and respected as such.
ly 2. The customary mourning will be oh.
if, served by the officers and men of this com
etc mand for thirty days for Capt. Thomas Lane,
he Jr., of the staff of the general commanding,
the who died gallantly in the service of the Con
federate States. Hisconeuission has been up
eim plied for and will be forwarded to his family.
ert. The next morning, before daylight, two
get Confederate armies which had become sepa
ton rated and liable to be captured in detail
em- formed a junction, and together attacked
re." and turned the Union left.
al On a mantel in the house whelre the two
Lanes died is a frame containing a captain's
the commission. It has long been a treasured
ber souvenir in the hlousehol. The neighbors
My often gather there aml talk over the times
when they passed through so many exciting
get scenes and suffered so many deprivations.
ici! Then they recount again and again to tthose
who have since come amlong them the tragedy
der by which a child who had rendered an im
-son portant service, and unwittingly gave the
he information which cost.his father his life, re
ceived only as a reward--if, hindeed, one who
ral, has passed away can e rewarded-the yellow
ave paper in the frame alewve the fireplace. It
was tile only recompensO at the disposal of
The the man who sacriliced a child to save an
army.-F. A. Mitchel in The Youth's Comn
the panion.
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Kansas, recently, an elderly woman with
two old hens setting on ducks' eggs. She had
taL.nn thetm all the way in the cal with her,
eam.t hen setting contentedly in a basket.
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Fst Mall Line with Vestlionled Trains between
Chlcggo. Milwaukee. St. Paul and Minneiapolis.
Trans-Continental Route between Chicago,
Council Bluffs, Omaha land tile Paceiic Coast.
Great National Route between Chicago, Knll
sas City and St. Joseph, Mo.
5700 Miles of lRotl reaching all principal
pOints in Illinois, Wlsonsin, Minlnesota. IowIa,
Missouri and Dakota.
For Iaps, time tables, rates of passage and
freight, etc., apply to the nearest station agent of
or to anly Ralilroad Agenlt anywhere in the World.
tleneral Manlager. Gen. Pass. alnd Tkt. Agt.
'For informatlionl in reterenre to Lllands anlld
Towns owned by the CHiCA0o, M,WAIsUKEE A ST.
PAUL RAIWAY Coi)IPANY. write to H. i. IAuntN.
',I Latnl'ommlssloner. Milwaukee. Wisconsiln.
Connecting at Butte with
For Portland, San Francisco, Los Angelos
and all points South and West.
No. 3, Montana-Pacific Express leaves
Daily at 11:45 P. M.
No. 4, St. Paul-Atlantic Express arrives
at Great Falls Daily at 3:20 P. M.
For second-class passengers on all trains.
Through tickets to the above points
are now on sale at Great 'alls. For fur
Sther inforumation call on or address any
agent of this company, or
a Pass. Agent. Gen'l Manager.
GO E./1 ST
Northern Pacific Railroad,
All Eastern Citiec.
250 Miles T"ot"' Chicago
./1,,ul . l/ 1'oin/. s Ev,1st.
Through Car Line,
Low Rates, Quick Time,
Pullman Palace Cars.
The followling is tie ti.e.of the ;ireivaislls iil -
iortnre of tr;tills oil the Nol'ti r nll l' tc ic oni Ile
Inew selldule, t;illeiiig effect ,1 n e 2:
No. 1-Through West HBoilndl Exll'es, 2:30 ): n1.
No. 2-Througtli Est ounlll Express, 7:20 p. Ill
No. 8S-Butte, Missoula & iielena Ex, 12:201) p. ni.
No. 10--MIlarysville Iasseiger, 8:40 i. In.
No. 22--Riinnii ;ccoIn., lMonlWl. F'r. 50, p. ill.
No. 5-Wickes and Boulder pas .nger, 10:05 ait. Iii.
MaryIsville naceolnil tlll ii 2:,0 p. In.
No. 1-- Through West ooulndl Exprels,n n 3:15 p. In.
No. 2 Through East Iounud :IExplress, 7:35 p. in.
No. 7--llelena, liutte t 1lssnoull: Ex, 7:5 it ill.
No. 9--Marysvil|e PsIe'noiger, 3:30 p. i.
No. 21 --Riilii Il (ennu. MnO . W1ell. lFr. 0:153 i. iI.
No. 0- W C.Es;I d illln liter I;,ssnllige 4:. . Ip . I.
ONo. 11.- -Ot rlsvillie .,einollnO ll;tthi , 10:50 i. !i.
y For lull D lll'oiriiatinu, adlildress}
A. D E.D'At1-. (en 'I Ag't, Heletn
C. S. FEE, (lien. ]'ass Aet. St Paul.
Principal Points
28 North Main St.. Helena.
Pass. Agent.
(;en'l. Agent, Butte, Mon t
leadlili Business Houses of Helena, Montana.
'Oh; ;:. re., J.M. IIUTTJNVh-I'res., II. C STEVENS. See. and Treal
The Helena Steam Heating and Supply Company.
(Incorporated 1988.)
Steam Heating; Appavratu t
Dealers in Mine and Mill Supplies, Iron Pipe and F:t
tings, Plumbers, Steam and Gas Fitters' Supplies.'
203 North M1ain Street, Helena, Mon
A, M. Holter Hardware o.
Helena, Montana.
General Hardware, Mining, Railway, Fire Department and Mill
Supplies, Engines and Boilers' Knowles Steam
Pumps, Water Wheels, Steam and
Horse Power Hoists: Giant, Judson, and Black Powder. 0
Cans and Fuse.
F. S. LANG & CO.
- Eiporiul For
House Furnishing foods,
Helena, - Montana.
On the Building.
Sky-Lights, Signs and all orna
mental work in Copper Zinc
and Iron.
- Largest Stock of -
Hot Air Furnaces
In the West, Specially adapted to Montana, and their Successful
Working Guaranteed.
Show Cases in Every Form and Style.
(Entubllshed I I Ell8 ,1)
Botrdl of 'TnurlLe aud more thain 26 Ledlning
.BaHuiiss andl Profesmiiontl u lII MP HelenIH,
i tiOL o nlo scoors of PersoniaL TListiIIOiallO TrlouI
|all over the Terrltory.
Cournes of Study:
UBusiness Course,
S~horthand Course,
Normal ('oullrse,
Art oulrse.
All Comlmon and Higher English lrailnhes.
blhorthl uid illstructloll bl p M |i.
All lasses hit charge of exlierlsieLLd lro
Slessors. The Latest Sind beLst Ill ,olos usedILi
Ill teichllng tLl bionches. RiLes of tltloli
Snl for ILllstrated ulrclsirs sLii Idhoo
grdols of theli dillferent dearlnt iLits oLL hoh
SCollege. AdlIress all letteis to
H. T. Enqlehorn, Pres., Helena, M. T.
-. Chemical Laboratory.
(alen Block, Main Street, Foot off Broadway, II ehna, M. T
Postot 1ce box 711.
Ringwald & Carrier,
They uy y directly from manufacturers in the East and their prices are as I io s any
in the East and satisl'acti.,n guaranteed. Repairing a specialty.
S. T. HAUSER. PORest .. W. KNIH1. -CClTlNr
-4 1649. {<
First National Bank.
Pioneer National Bank of Helena, Montana.
CAPITAL, $500,000. SURPLUS AND PRO(FI I S, : 125,000.
S. [11. C(liN I ia NiN,
Bolt, : : M tu n ..
Where all classes of work In m) ille is ,lhaie in :
First-Class Job Shyctp,
At Short Notice.
A Good Wood Shop in Connection
Sivery ant Fanuy Horseshielg a pocrillety.
H. CRISS, - - - Proprietor

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