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RAISED FROM A DEATH-BED.
ilr. Pitta, Once Pronounced Incurably
Has Been Well Three Years.
E. E. Pltls, 60 Hathaway at., Skow
fcegan, Me., says: "Seven years ago
Bay back aclic.d and I was so run down
a I w a s
laid up four
months. I had
night sweats and
fainting spells
and dropped to
90 pounds. Tho
urine passed ev
ery few minutes
wit intense pain
and looked like
blooil. Dropsy
set in and the
Hociovs decided I could not live. My
wife got me using Doan's Kidney
J*iUs, and as th«y helped me 1 took
fc».*art, kept on and was cured so thor
oughly that I've Iteett well three
years."
Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box.
ytister-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y.
His Opinion of Him.
"Do yon think I could get. an audi
••tice with the boss?" asked the politi
cal hanger-on. going in.
•"Ves," snapped Hie disappointed
«rffiee-seoke!\ coiuiug out, "if you fea
tured him in a dime museum as the
Two-faced man.''' Philadelphia
Press.
Wherever a lie alights its progeny
•rise.
W E A
The wheat markets of the world have
fri'Mi vtiv strong: throughout the past
•wok. J'rieos have not rtaon materially
%.\ American markets on account of the re
iiiiing jn^ueucf exerted .fry the leading
IniH ope rators, who do'not'.seem to'be
t/'Hfiy at this time to head a sharp 4am
IMHK'M.
While the domestic levels have
l»wi only maUitained. 1-iverpool and the
JiMi ir»cntal markets have a series of
•iiarp upward jumps that have brought
the foreign markets practically to a basis
tii'cm which our Wheat may be shipped,
i Tfc« advUabtlttr of markstinf toy of our Wfreftt
thrniid in thft tbftv* of r«w grain hu been Mil
•u«ly called in quentioo. and the |*eculiar action of
market* 01117 b» the logical answer t-o tfait
^uerr. It It a known fact fnat the Minneapolis
tnilU are booked month* ahead with cApaolty or
dor#, 'i'he lar«e«t of these mill* has ordera for
montbft which will tat its prodaottve power
E:ISMI*HS
n.J
has been ftrloiiiBg on Ihs same character of
for a month. It is announced that not
A
yon ad of this Floor in for dotneet ic delivery.
'fhe
qaentton iiiiin«li«Ulv
Arises:
ftHOKS
ALL
raicci
Is
it
worth
•wliiic to export antr Wheat a* long as we can export
Vlotir ioKtfad, thus giving American labor profit
employment?
'the underitiug condilioiiH in Wheat are so stroajr
ttomt we cannot-advise selling operations except or
m-alping character.
Edwards-Wood Co.
(Incorporated)—UejileiK In
STOCKS CRAt* KROVIHIONS
Wain Ofliee—OUi and Robert Sts.—St. Paul.
W. L. DOUGLAS
*3= & *3= SHOESEHl
W. L. Douglas $4.00 Cllt Edge Lino
cannot be equalled at any price..
+\.tOV6lAS
Tuly f, 1876
#11) flOn REWARD to anyone urh« em
*IU|UUU dliprove this itatwiwnt.
*V. L. Douglti $3.50 •hoM have by their ex
cellent style, eaa.v fitting, and superior wearing
otjaiitlea, achieved the largest sale of any $3.50
«hoe if th* world. They are lust a* sood aa
4hose that coat you $8.00 to $7.00— the only
difference Is the price. If I could take you Into
feiiy factory at Brockton. Mass.. the largest la
the world under one roof making men s fine
ahoes, and 5how you the care with which every
pair of Douglas shoes it made, you would realist*
why W. L. Dounlas $3.50 shoes are the best
•hoes produced In the world.
If I could show you the difference between the
shoes made In my factory and those of other
makes, you would understand why Douglas
$3.50 shoes cost more to make, why they hold
their shape, fit better, wear lontcer. and are of
greater intrinsic value than any other $3.50
shoe on the market to-day.
W. L. Doug/mm Stroma MmdmShomu
Mmn. $2.BO, ta.Op"! Bay*' School
OM(tMsMrl2.fO
I2( 01,76,91-BO
CAUTION.—Insist upon having V.Jj.Dong
Jn .slums. Take no milislifute. None genuine
without liis iiainn ami |rt*e Mumped on bottom.
AVANTGO. A shoe tlusiler inevnry town where
V\".
IJt
noughts Shoes are not sold. Full line o£
•amplessent free for inspection upon request.
Fast Color Eyelets used then wilt not wear brauy.
Write for Illustrated Catalog of Kail Styles,
W. t. DOUGLAS. Brockton. Mass.
On the Trail
followed th*
r" *r!F. *U trail from Tens
tutOfsFtsbBrand *°FI!SH!BRAND
Pommel Slicker novoawrwton
••————1—— cold, a wind coat
When windy, a rain coat when it rained,
sad for s cover at night if we got to bed,
snd 1 win say that I have gotten mors
comfort out of your slicker than sqpMM
-sos article that I ever owned."
fifes name and iddna of the writer tftirfi
wapeiiciui l«ttor.i»sy JteJitdonjappilcatlan.)
Wit Weather Garments for Riding* Walk*
big, Working or Sporting.
HIBHEST AWARD WOHID'S FAIR. 1904.
a»RpintsM
A.J.TOWER CO.
aOSTCS, U.S.A.
TOW**
CANADIAN
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THE BEST GOUGH CtfBC
A
well-known Rochester lady
says: "Istayed in the Adirondacks,
away from friends and home, two
winters
before I
taking
found that by
I could snbdue the cough that
drove me away from home and
seeme4 likely to never allow me
to live there winter.'
Kemp's Balsam will cure any
cough that can be cured by any
medicine.
Sold by all dealers at 35c. and soc.
'--Mi •, •-,
4 k i/ $
5
7
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4.
The words were expected, yet they
fell as a thunderbolt on the perpe
trator of the crime.
What should he say? He must speak.
He must say something, yet what
could he say? In tront. of him stood
the inspector, respectful and diffident,
waiting to hear a horror-si ricken re
ply. And others near at hand were
listening, too. for thai horror-stricken
reply. All e.ves were upon him. noting
his pallor, his silence, his confusion.
"How was she killed?" Me jerked
out the question at last.
"Wounded in the arm. sir. If she
hadn't beeu found in rhat shallow pit.
well hiddeu under leaves recently
thrown there, 1 should have had my
doubts if it wasn't a case of suicide.'
"Are you certain thai it is not?"
A golden thread of light flashed like
lightning across the ebony blackness
of Sir George's mind as he waited l'or
the answer.
"Oh, quite certain, sir. Her clothes
are covered with blood, too. She
couldn't, have thrown all those leaves
over herself when she was bleeding to
death. If there'd been jusl a sprink
ling of leaves we might, have, thought
the wind had blown tlK-.n down upon
•her. But they were heaped up so
high in parts that we'd a job to clear
them off. I shall telegraph to Scot
land Yard, and they'll send down de
tectives."
"No, sir none. I took occasion just
to feel in her pockets, and found a re
turn ticket to Dainton and a two-shill
ing piece. The ticket may prove ot
use in tracing where she belongs to."
"Yes and—but—what, led to her
discovery?" Nervously Sir George
asked the question.
"Ah. sir: that's one of the saddest
parts of the whole business. Her
poor child, who seems a bit. short
witled, was found lying alongside of
her fast asleep. How lie got. there,
goodness only knows! It's certain he
can't have been there over long, or
he would have been frozen to death.
It's very fortunate that a woman, who
happened to be going through the
wood, chanced to come upon them."
"And where is he?"
"He's been seut to the workhouse,
and 1 expect they'll put him in the in
firmary. Later 011 I shall step around
there and try to get out of him what
his name is and where he lives. It's
pitiful to see the state he's in, poor
little chap."
"Indeed," remarked Sir George,
scarcely knowing/what be was saying.
"But 1 won't detain you." he added
briefly.
FALSELY m?
CONDEMNED
CHAPTER VI. (Continued.)
"Hush! Here's Sir George and Lady
Ellinghani coming!" cried some one
who was walking In front.
Instantly there was dead silence.
"What would they do? What would
they say?—these two who rauked
highest in the village, and whose
words and actions were admiringly
noted by all in tho small world of
Arlington.
"I expect Sir George will offer a
large reward for the discovery of the
murderer," hazarded one of the young
er women. "He's not one to let evil
doers go unpunished, especially when
the victim belongs to the class as
wants standing tip for. Look! He's
turned as pale as death, and he's ask
ing her ladyship to go back."
"He's noticed the ambulance," whis
pered excitedly another woman.
"But her ladyship don't like going
back. She's not one to leave him
when there's trouble in the air.''
"She's giving in, though, and turning
round to go back into the park."
'"And he's waiting there at the gates
to ask the p'lice what's happened:
and between the color of his face ynd
the color of the corpse's there's not
much to choose," lemarked an old
man.
The next moment every one was
moving on,, and again all were deeply
engrossed in the tragedy.
"Seems to be struck all of a heap.
Sir George do!" exclaimed one man,
looking around.
"And ain't we all that way?" queried
his wife. "I know I'm a shivering as
if I had the ague. It's enough to scare
one to death, knowing there's a mur
derer about these parts."
"There was a man killed Daiuton
way the night before last," some one
was heard to observe at this moment.
"An old' man, named Searle, was shot
within- sight of his home."
"Like as not, Sir George has heard
about that, too, and that's why he's so
upset," said the first man who had
spokfen.
"That's it, there's no doubting." con
curred a male voice "and now he's
turned round and Is going straight, to
her ladyship to explain quietly what
has happened."
The surmise was right.
V
BY
Mrs. E. Bagot Harte.
I i..
CHAPTER VII.
"What has happened?"
The inspector of police stepped for
ward to answer this question from
Sir George as the ambulance was
wheeled by.
"A woman has been found murdered
in the wood, sir," was the reply.
5
5
It was to make the best of the very
worst that could have happened that
Sir George was now walking towards
Hilda. That worst had burst on the
unhappy man with bewildering sud
denness.
"Mine was indeed the work of an
amateur scoundrel!" he thought, bit
terly. "If only I had left her lying
across the path and exposed to view,
the theory of suicide might have car
ried the day. But there's no time now
to waste on thinking of the past! Es
cape is the only thing before me. Once
that idiot boy has lisped his name
and that name is recognized as being
also mine, arrest will follow. And af
ter arrest—hanging! No, no! I'll
clear off. Who but a fool would be
lieve himself capable of remaining
here in the thick of it' all and keep
ing suspicion at bay? Oh, here is
Hilda, hurrying to meet me! That
poor girl's love kills nie. Heaven help
her if she ever hears of the iniquities
of the man she now adores. Thankful
indeed should I be if I could only
make her hate and detest me!
"How greatly troubled she looks,
just because she sees that I look great
ly troubled! Supposing one day she
were to see me arrested? Supposing
one day she were to hear that 1 was
condemned to be hung? Everything
will come out if the crime is traced
to me! The whole world will then
know that Hilda is not my wife and
that her child must, pass through life
branded with the humiliation of illle
gitimacy. 1 must leave here at once!
Aim at concealment by escape from
England. Turn my back on all 1 pos
sess and love—Hilda, our child, homo
—all, all!
"And it must be forever! All long
ing to hear of them and to see them
again must be trampled under fool.
But after I am gone, what will Ers
kine do? Play the scoundrel, I won
der? I'm leaving the field more open
to him than 1 care to contemplate!
Hilda and he must inevitably meet
some time. She will be miserable at
my absence. Then—oh. but it's mad
ness letting my thoughts rush on like
this! But if he were to tell her the
truth—the actual, terrible truth? Per
haps he's not the man to break a wo
man's heart in efforts to gain un
worthy ends. Oh, the fatal ill luck
that allowed that first wife of mine
to continue to breathe! There were
not two happier mortals on the earth's
surface than Hilda and 1 until that
night! And now? if only could see
hei' lying at my feet dead, instead of
hurrying to meet ine, bow thankful 1
should be!"
"What was it, George—an acci
dent?" she called. Clearly her musi
cal voice rang out.
"No!"
"But the ambulance—What was
there on the ambulance?"
He looked away. They were walk
ing side by side towards the house
now.
"Don't ask. darling," lie said.
"it was nothing tragic, George?"
she inquired.
"It. was the victim of a murder. Hil
da." Slowly and quietly the words
were uttered.
"How terrible!" she exclaimed,
glancing at his averted face. "I hope,
the man who committed it will soon
be caught."
"Oh, yes!" he agreed, talcing a rush
at the steps leading to the front door.
Then he strode through the hall to
his writing room, locked the door, and
flung himself into a chair.
"Money 1 must take with me!" he
mentally exclaimed. "Every shilling
that 1 can lay hands, on I must take.
If any one. had told me three weeks
ago that to-day 1 should be plotting to
make good my escape from arrest,,
and that the brand of Cain would be
011 me. I should have told the fellow
he was a lunatic and not given the
matter a moment's thought, and
There's a ball ringing! The hall door.
be.lieve! They can't have already?
Oh, no it's nothing, only the post
man! My nervousness is making a
fool of me! But I must, think of the
money. It's lucky that I have that
hundred for wages in the house.
Though a hundred is nothing! But
freedom with it. is a million times bet
ter than death on the scaffold with
thousands a year at one's back. Why
did not I promise all that the woman
wanted? Instead of
"Where is the use of letting myself,
wonder and think? I must get off, out
of England. How can I get to the:
station? I can't drive off and advertise
that I'm trying to escape. No! i
must wait until it is dark, then walk
t6 Larton and take train from there
to London., What will happen after
I am gone? Of course, my sudden dis?
appearance will nail suspicion on me
at once! If only I could know how,
much is going to be traced? But Lon
don detectives are the cutest of the'
cute. They are certain to trace the/
crime home to me!"
He sprang to bis feet and studied
himself in a mirror.
"But I don't look as if I were in*
tended for the hangman's rope!" he
continued, thinking quickly td himself.
"I won't chance It, though. I won't
To-night't.sees me leave here forever!
Poor Hilda and her boy—how I pity,
them! Of course It ia Wlthiii tb£
.range of possibility that no proof of
my marriage with Margaret will ever
be forthcoming. In that case Hi Id.-,
and her boy will inherit all- If It is
proved they will be homeless 'antl pen
niless. Quickly I must go through my
papers, and tear up all letters that
are better destroyed. I have several
hours to do all in. Unless He
g—lanced toward the door as he spoke.
Thoughts of possible interruption
rushed into his mind. That, interrup
tion might take a terrible form. He
would be equal to it! The next: mo
ment he was crossing the room, a sec
ond later unlocking the door. Up
stairs in case of an alarm at night, he
kept a revolver. That revolver mu£f
be always with him now.
Since he was guilty,- arrest would
mean certain conviction. Conviction,
certain execution. He, Sir George El
lingham, preferred death at his own
hands'. Therefore that revolver must
be always kept ready—quite ready!
Half-past four struck, and immedi
ately came a message from Hilda re
minding him that tea was in progress.
That message did not lure him from
bis work. Another hour passed and
he siill sat opposite his writing table.
Torn-up letters filled the waste-paper'
basket, at his side, and amongst those
letters were some of Hilda's—the few
that he had received during their
short, happy engagement. He had just
re-read them, and with that re-reading
there had rushed back into his mind
a flood of tauntingly happy recollec
tions. Henceforward, out of the past,
pictures of lost joys would be forever
passing with tantalizing cruelty before
his mental eyes! In the lonliness of
exile it would be torture.
"Only one more drawer to go into,"
he thought to himself. "When that's
done, what shall I do? I can't re
main shut up in this room any longer
it will look suspicious. And I can't
join Hilda and Audrey in the drawing
room and enter with requisite zest in-,
to the ordinary chit-chat—my face is
too white and haggard for that. How
I shall drag myself through dinner, I
don't know. The bitter knowledge
that it is the last dinner I shall ever
have withir. these walls will cause me
to eat conspicuously little! And that
will attract Hilda's attention confound
it! But it is dark now. Why should
I not start off at once? To leave just
a message saying that I may not be
home for dinner is all that is requisite
to throw the detectives on the wrong
scent and prevent their seeking me
farther afield, should they come here.
"Then with regard to Hilda?" he
thought, wonderingly.
It was a difficult problem to solve
how to lessen the shock of his de
pockets. sighed, then leaned back. Say
good-bye to her? No! She. would be,
too anxious to learn why and where
he was going so suddenly. Write a
note? No! That would assuredly
cause her thoughts to drift into a sus
picious channel at once, for great
would be her surprise that he had not
said good-bye. He would risk all—
everything—leave in silence and se
cretly. excepting for a message left
with one of the servants. Were it
possible to consult. Hilda, she would
of a certainty advise this course. She
who loved him so greatly would only
think of one thing—his safety.
On the morrow there would be two
Inquests—old Searle's at Dainton. and
Margaret's at Arlington. Before these
two inquests had taken place hundreds
of miles must lie between himself and
his home.
He would go now.
(To Be Continued.)
Carpeaux's Classic Qroup.
The eccentricity of genius probably
never had a better representative titan
the noted French sculptor, Jean Bap
tists Carpeaux, who died about thirty
years ago.
lie once accepted frepi a rich patron
an order to make a sculptured group
representing the CyclopS Polyphemus
crushing the youth Acis under a rock.
Carpeaux had no sooner accepted the
commission than he regretted it, for
the subject had 110 fascination what
ever for him. He put the matter off
again aud again, but. was urgently
pressed to begin it by his patron.
At last one day Carpeaux took tilt
impatient patron to his studio and
showed him a great rough block of
unformed clay.
"There is your group," said the
sculptor.
"My group! Where?"
"Why. this is the rock."
"That's all very well: but where
is Acis?"
"Under the rock—crushed quite out
of sight of course."
"But where is Polyphemus?"
"Oh. he? Why do you think he
Would remain anywhere about after
having done a thing like that?"
This was as far as the classical
"group" ever got.
Thought It Was a'Cocktail.
Dinner was a little late at the flat in
Harlem. A guest asked the hostess to
play something. Seating herself at
the piano the woman executed a
Chopin nocturne. When she had fin
ished there was still an interval ot
waiting to be bridged. She turned to
an elderly man at her right and said:
"Would you like a sonata before
dinner?''
He gave a start of surprise and
pleasure.
"Why, yes, thanks," he replied. "1
had a couple on my way here, but I
think I could-stand another.—New
York Globe.
Family tfrlt.
Mrs. Milkins—Our little Mabel is
the brightest child you eVer saw. She
picks up everything she hears.
Mrs. Bifkins—Something like youi
little Johnny, I suppose. He picks up
every thing he sees.-1—Chicago News
Some people wbrry so -much about
tomorrow that they forget all about
to-day.
A
Y'
nervous, irritable mother, often on
the verge of hysterics, is unfit to care
for children it ruins a child's disposi
tion and reacts upon herself. The
trouble between children and their
mothers too often is due to tbe fact
that the mother has some female weak
ness, and she is entirely unfit to bear
the strain upon her nerves that govern
ing children involves it is impossible
for her to do anything calmly.
The ills of womeu act like a firebrand
upon the nerves, consequently nine
tenths of the nervous prostration, ner
vous despondency. the blues." sleep
lessness, and nervous irritability of
women arise from some derangement
of the female organism.
Do you experience fits' of depression
with restlessness, alternating with
extreme irritability? Ar^your spirits
easily affeoted. so that one minute you
iaugit, and the next minute yon feel
like crying
Do you feel something like a ball ris
ing in your throat and threatening to
choke "you all the senses perverted,
morbidiy sensitive to light aud sound
pain in the ovaries, and especially
between the shonlders bearing down
pains nervous dyspepsia, and almost
continually cross and snappy
If so, your nerves are in a shattered
condition, and yon are threatened with
nervous prostratio®.
Proof is monumental that nothing in
the world is better for nervous prostra
tion than Lydia E. lMnkham's Vege
table Compound thousands and tliour-
Something Detng in the Eating Line
if You've Not,
"No gourmand can afford to hang
up his hat untiT he has been: to Barba
dos and partakes of the 'pepper pot,'
said J. W. Smith of Havana. "It is the
culinary piece ue resistance of tne
West Indies. Like the olla podrida of
Spain, the Scotch haggis, the polenta
of Italy, and other national dishes,
it deserves special consideration, for
it is in every way an excellent and
savory dish. It, is a stew, the basis of
which is a vegetable preparation called
casaripe, a thick black syrup prepared
front the casava root. This stew has
for its foundation a fowl aud a piece
of pickled pork. But it becomes the
daily recipient of any stray pieces of
meat, which might otherwise be wast
ed, and the earthen pot which con
tains it is always kept simmering on
the hearth. It is, in fafet. the 'pot au
feu' of Prance, with a delicious flavor
peculiarly its own, due to casarope
and the large African pepper. Youi
needn't expect any fish at Barbados,
for nature omitted rivers when it con
structed this one of the 'Windwardi
island, and the sea fish (barracoutas,
snappers, etc.), are not of the best
quality, but the pepper pot is worth:
a voyage over the Caribbean, I was
there in February.—Milwaukee Free
Press.
Tiled, Nezvous Mothers
MaKe Unhappy Homes—Their Condition Irritates
Both Husband and Children—How Thousands
of Mothers Have Been Saved From Nervous
Prostration and Made Strong and Well.
COFFEE NEURALGIA.
Leaves When You Quit and: Use Pos
tunK
A lady who unconsciously drifted
into nervous pro
si ration brought cm by
coffee says:
"I have been a .coffee drinker all
my life, and usett it regularly, three
times a day.
"A year or two ago I became sub
ject to nervous neuralgia, attacks of
nervous headache, and general ner
vous prostration which not only iu
capacitaed 'me for doing my house
work, but. frequently made it neces
sary for me to remain in a dark room
for two or three days at a time.
"I employed several good doctors,
one after the other, but none of them
was able to give me permanent relief.
"Eight months hgo a friend sug
gested that perhaps coffee was. the.
cause of my troubles and that 11try
Postum Food Coffee and give up tha
old kind. I am glad I took her advica
for my health has been entirely re
stored. I have no more neuralgia, nor
have' 1 had 6ne solitary headache, In
all these eig ht months. No more of
my days are wasted In solitary con
finement lna dark room I do all my
own work with ease. The flesh that
I lost during the years of my nervous
prostrattem has
rcbroe''Vbaek
'tp'liMe.
during these months, and I am once
more a happy, Wealthy woman i I en
close a Hat of name* of friends who
can vouch for the truth of .the state
ment.". Name given by Postum Co.,
Battle Creek, Mich.
There's m-reason. :vC
Ten da?*' trljal leaving off oeffee
aad 'uainc Postum hp saflleieiit.' .-All
grocery.
Rtrs. 'Chester Curry, Leader of th*
•Indies' Symphony Orchestra, 42 Sarar
toga Street, East Boston, Mass., writes:
Dear Mrs. Pinkham:—
For •igbt years I was troubled wltb*x
treme nervousness and hysteria, brought on by
irregularities. I could neither enjoy life nor
sleep nights I was very irritable, nervous
and despondent.
"Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound
was recommended and proved to be vbe only
remedy that helped me. I have daily
improved in health until I am now strong
and well, and all nervousness has disap
peared."
Mrs. Charles F. Brown, Vice-Presi
dent of the Mothers' Club, 21 Cedar
Terrace„ Hot Springs, Ark., writes:
Dear Mrs. Pinkham:—
I dragged through nine years of ariMrsMs
existence, worn out with pain and nervous
ness, until it seemed as though I shoeli By.
I then noticed a statement of a woman trou
bled as I was, and the wonderfnl results she
derived from Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable
Compound, I decided to try it. I did so, and
at the end of three months I was a different
woman. My nervousness was all gone. I was
no longer irritable, and my husband Wl ia
love with me aH over again."
Women should remember that Lydia
E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound is
tbe medicine that holds the record for
the greatest number
of actual cures-of
female ills, and take no substitute.
Free Advice
sands of women testify to«this fact.
Aslt Mrs. PioktuuB's Advice—A WWM Best Understands WOMB'S IBS.
HAVE YOU TRIED PEPPER POT?
to Women.
Mrs. Pinkham, Lynn, Mass., invites
all sick women to write to her foradvice.
Mrs. Pinkham's vast experience with
female troubles enables her to tell
you just what is best for you, and
she will charge you nothing for her
advice.
Beyond Him.
Casey—OT hear yer wife has twins
agin, Pat. How many childer does that
mek?
Murtagh—Dom'd if Oi know Ol'm
no add'n machane.—Puck.
8TAT* or Oato, CITT of TOLBDO,
I
I.OOAS Ooujrrr.
FRANK J: CHENSv makea oath ttaC be 1*
ATARBK
MB1O(
pgriMi- ot tbe firm ot F. J. CHaNST a co.-dot*.'
buolMia In the city of'ToIede. County and Stata
atoreaatil. add that Maid firm will pay the aum ol
OX£ HUNOKEU DOLLARS for each and even
viae of
xannot be cured by tbe uae ol
HALL/aCCATABEBthat
CCRX.
I F8ANK .T. CHBNET.
fiworu to before me and eubecrlbed la my fte»
•see, till*
6th day of December, A. D. IMS.
I "LI
V
A. W. GLKA80N,
NOTART PUBLIC.
Hal?'a Catarrh Cure la- taken Internally and acta
directly on the blood and mucoua autfacea of tM
aystem. Send for tcatliuontale. free.
F. J. CHENEY CO., Toledo,
a
Sold by all Drugglata. ?ftc.
Take ilall'a Family Fllla forconattpatton.
Not That Kind of Stage.
"Yes, when I was younger li was- to
portuned to go on the stage."
"I suppose that was before they had
any street cars.', —Cleveland Plain
Dealer.
Important t* Mothsrs.
Bxmlne carefully eveiy bottle of CASTORIA,
a aafe and aure remedy for infanta and children,
and aee that it
Bear* tho
Signature of
la Vie For Over 30 Yeara.
'i'he Kind You Have Alway* Bought.
There Are Many.
Gunner—There goes a man who has
taken crowds of people off their feet.
Guyer-—Alt, a great orator, I pre
suine?
Guiuter—No, a reckless motarman.—
Columbus Dispatch.
Hef* ia Relief for Wo mem
Mother Gray, a nurse in New York, if»
covered u pleasaut herb remedy for womeu'»
ills, culled AliSTR ALlAN-LEAF. It is the
only certain monthly regulator. Curee
female weaknesses, Backache, Kidney and
Urinary troubles. At all Druggists or bj
mail 50 cts. Sample mailed FREE. AdOree*
The Mother Gray Co., LeBoy, XL Y.
After you get married, young lady,
it
is just as well to remember that
cooking is a greater art than thumping
a piano.
If you want to know what, a man's
weakness is, let him do tbe talking
and he will mention it
DR. J. H. RINDLAUB, (Specialist)
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat,
Pamo N. D.
Tell a woman that her letters sound
just like her, and she believes you
have said they are interesting.
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KM. Window's Boothia* Hyrwm.
TOT cbtldfea toethlay, wftew tbe guna, redacee t»
laauutloa, allaja pala, tfaraa wlad oollu. XoakotUa.
Some fellows are like sponges, ex
cept
that, sponges will take water.
Farmera and Merchants
will be interested in announcement of
"Acetylene Jones" in this paper.
Regret. something we feel for the
mistakes of our friends
All* is not gold that glitters, and all
la not guilt that aeems to.be.