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w, BY COi'ELAND & OVEKSOX.
WILUISTONTS N. DAK
LAY OF THE CITY MAN.
Oh! I'm longing for the country.
With its gentle summer breeze.
With the dew upon the meadow.
And the verdue of the trees:
Where forgotten Is the turmoil
Of the blustering beaten track.
As the insects cooly saunter
Up my sleeves and down my back.
Oh! I ,love the honey'd flowers
As they,open in the morn
.tg&I rejoice to walk, bare-headed,
the rustle of the corn
On the farm, whose sweetest muslo
Is the lowing of the klne—
And I get the morning paper
Once a fortnight (if it's fine).
I hanker for a dwelling
By the home of "Chanticleer,"
That his song may come a-ringing,
Ev'ry morning, to my ear,
i. .To arouse me, lest the beauties
Of the sunrise I should lose,
'-'iWhen I'd give a dollar-sixty
For another little snooze.
Oh! I hunger for, a moment
In a cool, secluded spot,
Wth the buttercup and clover.
And the blue forget-me-not.
For I dearly love the country's
But I also love the city,
With improvements up-to-date.
—Arthur Crawford, in Brooklyn Life.
THE TRADERS THAT WHIPPED
By At. Quad (C. B. Lewis.)
was bad enough that the Brit
insisted on the right of search
on the high seas, and impressed our
sailors and seized our crafts with the
assurance that follows might, but
when the French, after coming to our
aid in the struggle for liberty, turned
about and followed the example of
John Bull, every American could see
lots of trouble ahead. Trouble there
was, and the national embargo added
to it, but before our ships were laid
"up to rot at the wharves something
happened at sea well worth relating.
Up at New Bedford lived Israel and
Ichabod Jones, who had been sailors
all their lives, and during the war had
sailed out of Boston as mates of pri
vateers. Brothers they were, and
though not twins they looked a like,'
talked alike, and seeing one was as
good as seeing both. With the money
obtained from the prize courts each
built himself a brig, and they were
named "Mary" and "Susan."
As England and France were at war
and the carrying trade was mostly in
the hands of Americans, there was
money to be made in supplying either
side. Before the French edict, which
was a blow at England, the French
market was the best, but to avoid
seizure by the British ships the car
goes were run to Holland. The brigs
had made a trial trip together before
loading, and they were fast and
showed the same speed. They were
almost ready to sail when Israel went
over to the "Susan" and said to his
"Brother Ichabod, I am a man of
%ce, who goes his own way and
Juts no quarrel."
.. So'm I," replied Ichabod, as he put
own the hammer he had been using
/a the cabin.
•I "We are like to be overhauled by
the British and French both and, as
we. know, there are pirates still on
^t^tf-high seas. Speakin' without heat
in a brotherly way, I am not goin'
a a worm of the dust."
you ain't then I ain't," said
pod, as he looked up for the first
iVe are to finish our cargoes in
iton, and I have been thinkin'—nay,
Ichabod, I have concluded—to mount
a Long Tom on the deck of the
"Mary.* I will also provide powder,
shot and shell, and if any enemy seeks
to overhaul me I will let fly at him in
hopes to do him injury."
"And by gum I will do the same!"
exclaimed Ichabod with commendable
spirit as he resumed his work.
In due time the "Mary" and "Su
san" reached Boston, and the guns
were purchased and mounted. There
were those who laughed and sneered
at the idea, asking what a single gun
would do against a broadside, but
Capts. Israel and Ichabod would be
drawn into no argument. They were
carrying out an idea which was shortly
to make the humble brigs more fa
mous/'for a time-than the old "Con
"VsstiKition" herself. As both were
bound for the same port across the
seas, thej- finished loading at about
the same time and got away together,
both brigs had been built on the lines
oi privateers and were well manned,
and they had not been three days at
sea when Capt. Israel said to his
"Joshua, speakin' as a sailor might,
j. and without undue boastin', lemme
1 i'say that our craft can sail around the
navies of England and France as a
4?-/colt gallops around a hay-stack."
il And in that same hour Ichabod
jheaved the log, looked at the record,
and rubbing his big hands together
the said to his mate:
•n "Jeptha, by gum and by thunder,
but this brig has got wings and is
overhaulin' the sea gulls! I'm almost
sorry we brought that cannon, for I
believe that we can outrun any thin'
that sails, leavin' out brother Israel's
For ten days the brigs ran almost
side by side. Then in a strong squall
and a dark night they became sepa
rated. When daylight came Capt. Is
rael' and the "Mary" might be far
s.,' astern or far ahead, but it made no
*yi great difference. As a matter of fact
Igjk^he was 50 miles ahead. The squall
***, had let go of him the soonest, and he
g^had piled on the canvas under a favor
ing breeze and cracked ahead. With
fair weather he had reached a point
within 100 miles of his port when the
wind fell and he ran into a fog. Aft
er several hours of slowly forging
ahead the fog lifted to find the "Su
san" under the guns of a French
frigate. Even had there been a capful
of wind there would have been no sail
ing away. The edict had been issued,
«a| tiw frigate wu out looking for
2 &S-. ,V•'
prizes. A boat's crew was sent aboard
and the cargo overhauled, and as she
was full of contraband goods there
was no question about taking posses
sion. It was just at sundown that
she ran into the trap, and within half
an hour the,fog settled down again.
The captain of the "L'Orient," with
his brand-new frigate and 18 guns on
a side, was proud and pompous. Aft
er the report on the cargo he put a
midshipman aboard to represent him
self, the Directory of France and sev
eral other things, and when the fog
cleared and the breeze came the "Su
san" was to be escorted into port. It
was a foolish move and proved that
the officer knew little about the tricks
of Yankceland, though perhaps he
may have been considerably influ
enced by the fact that the crew of
the "L'Orient' had planned to cele
brate his birthday that night. When
the fog closed down the two crafts
were not oi*er a quarter of a mile
apart, and at the end of every five
minutes the little midshipman struck
the brig's bell and was answered by
that of the frigate. Capt. Ichabod
was surprised, chagrinned and hope
less. It not only meant the loss of
the brig and cargo, but imprisonment
for the entire crew. His Long Tom,
covered with a tarpaulin, and of which
lie had expected so much, might as
well have been a log of wood. Even
when the fog closed down and the
little midshipman was the only enemy
aboard, he sat in his cabin with his
face in his hands and despair in his
heart. He was sitting thus when he
heard music and cheering aboard the
Frenchman, and a minute later Josh
ua, the mate, descended the compan
ionway with the baby officer in his
grasp and locked him up in a state
room. "They are too happy over
there to miss him," explained Josh
ua, "and we'll keep on striking the
bell for him and pray for a breath of
Both crafts were lifting lazily on
the ground swell and pointing their
bows all around the compass, but
after ten minutes careful watching
Capt. Ichabod became satisfied that
they were drifting slowly apart. In
order that the enemy might not sus
pect this the bell was struck with
stronger hand for a time. Of a sudden
there came a draught of air. The
French captain may have heard of
fogs without wind and fogs with
wind, but he was not on guard that
night. The "Susan" began stealing
away, and had put a mile between
theui when the Frenchman woke up
and fired a gun. Then he banged away
with a second and third and fourth,
and the crew could be heard making
sail. The breeze increased and the
brig slipped along, and by and by the
captain of the "Susan" knew he had a
At the end of the morning watch
the breeze freshened, the fog went
swirling away, and when day broke
Capt. Icliabod's heart gave a sudden
jump. Not three miles away to the
westward was Capt. Israel's "Mary"
bearing down upon him, and 10 or 12
miles to the east was the "L'Orient."
Israel was coming along on his voy
age, and the frigate was lying to un
til daylight should reveal her quarry.
Half an hour later the captain of the
"Mary" was aboard the "Susan" to
find out what it all meant. When he
had heard the story of the capture
and escape, Capt. Israel smote his
knee and exclaimed:
"By hen, Ichabod, speakin' as a
brother might, but we are no worms
of the dust!"
"By gum and by thunder, but we
ain't!" agreed Ichabod.
'Ichabod," resumed Israel as he
paused in his walk, "it's bad enough
to be bounced about by the British,
but when it comes to the French
walkin' around on what's left of us
we can't stand it. In a brotherly
way, and not meanin' to do evil, I tell
you we must go in and give that frig
ate a lickin'. She's got carronades
and a plenty of 'em, but we've got
Long Toms and can take our distance.
By hen, brother, but we'll pound and
bang and drub that Frenchman 'till
he hollers for mercy!"
"By gum and by thunder, but we
will, Israel!" was the reply, and they
at once began preparations.
The breeze freshened 'till the brigs
worked like a couple of tops, and they
sailed down to meet the frigate. The
Frenchman skipped with delight at
the thought of picking up two prizes
where he had expected only one. It
was only when he saw them begin to
maneuver that he was puzzled. A
few minutes later a solid shot came
crashing into his side, and he began
leaping about and chattering like a
lunatic. The "Mary" sent in the first
shot, but the twin "Susan" was not
far behind. The frigate let go a
whole broadside at them, but had the
mortification of seeing the shot fall
far short. Boom! went a Long Tom,
and crash! came a third shot, and
then the strangest sea fight of the
century was on. Two merchant brigs,
with holds full of flour and corn and
groceries and cloths, and mounting
only a gun apiece, were sailing 'round
and 'round, the frigate mounting 30
guns and carrying a crew of ISO men
•not only sailing 'round and 'round
her, but dropping shot aboard which
made the splinters fly and reddened
her scuppers with blood.
'By hen, but we are pounding her!"
exclaimed Capt. Israel, as he watched
his shots and swung his hat.
•'By gum and by thunder, but I feel
a wickedness and a rejoicing!" ex
claimed Capt. Ichabod as he patted
the big gun which had just sent a shot
aboard the frigate that plowed its
way from stem to stern.
The "L'Orient" was like a cow bait
ed by dogs. If she crowded on sail to
follow one the other was biting at
her heels. She wasted tons of solid
shot in seeking to do damage, but
not a missile came aboard. The pride
and pomposity of the French captain
lrept him under the fire of the Long
Toms for two hours, but when he had
lost a dozen men lie tried to back out
of the affair. His willingness to cry
quits was not reciprocated, however.
"The brigs could outsail him, arid they
continued to follow and pitch shot
aboard. He had more men killed and
wounded, and he had his sails riddled
and his yards shot outj of the slings
and his foretopgallant,mast brought
down. Then, with tearfe of rage in his
eyes and a helpless feeling in his
heart he hauled dov^n the flag. As
the brigs came up lie went aboard of
the "Mary," which was nearest. Capt.
Ichabod also came aboard of her.
"Who—who shall take it?" asked
the vanquished captain, as he looked
around and held out his sword.
"Nobody," answered Israel.
"But I surrender my ship. The
"L'Orient" has hauled down her flag.
Who was my conqueror? You fly the
American flag, but we have no war
"I know, and by hen, we have giv
en you a lickin' to let you know that
we are no worms of the dust! Keep
your corn knife, and if you have
learned your lesson you can take your
frigate and be off."
"It is not regular—I don't under
stand," protested the captain. "I was
conquered, but nobody will take my
They didn't try to make it plainer
to him. He was escorted to the side
and bowed into his boat, and the cap
tive midshipman sent along with him,
and he returned to his ship the most
astonished Frenchman in the world.
He was also the maddest. His frigate
had been drubbed by a couple of trad
ers, and then had been tendered to
him as a gift. It was not an act of
piracy nor a declaration of war, be
cause he had prepared the way for it
and very well knew that the Ameri
cans had not yet heard of the edict.
He was in a hole all around, and he
did the best thing possible under the
circumstances by spreading his crip
pled wings and making for a French
port to repair damages.
"Ichabod," said Capt. Israel as the
Frenchman went sailing away,
"speakin* in a brotherly way and
without hilarity, lemme say that we
iicked him out o' his boots."
"Then by gum we did!" replied
"And speakin' a leetle further,
while I'm glad we drubbed him I'm
somewhat afraid that we've done the
wrong thing at the right time and
brought on another war. It will be
best, brother Ichabod, that neither
we nor our mates nor our men do
much boasting until we know what
will be done about it. Let us now
proceed on our voyage."
Nothing was done about it. The
French captain doubtless made a
formal report, but it was not to the
effect that a 36-gun frigate had been
drubbed by two small merchant brigs.
If he had admitted the truth his su
periors would have pigeon-holed it
out of shame, and besides there were
events of so much greater importance
at hand that the incidents were filed
away to be fox-gotten. The "Mary"
and "Susan" safely completed their
round voyages to be laid up by the
embargo, but there was deep satis
faction in the soul of Capt. Israel as
he met his brother at intervals and
shook hands and said:
"Ichabod, speakin' as a brother
might, and my wife Mary bein' in her
usual good health, we did drub that
Frenchman like a farmer whalin' a
"Then by gum and by thunder, but
we did, and we are no worms of the
dust!" would be the reply of Icha
bod as he chuckled his satisfaction
and walked about with his hands un
der his coat-tails.—National Maga
GIRL WHO GOT PRETTIER.
An Kiubarrasslnir Mianndentandias
Tlint Wan Canned by a Vocal
Mr. Charles Whymper, the well
known engraver and animal painter,
according to Chambers', told the fol
lowing anecdote a few years ago: "I
dined at Mr. So-and-So's at High
gate last night, and as a mark of
honor his eldest daughter was as
signed to me to take down to din
ner. She's a bright girl, and I got
along very nicely with her and' Lady
Blethe'rington on the other side, until
the ladies were on the eve of retiring
to the drawing-room. I was talking
about the beautiful scenery near the
house, the views from the windows,
the fine air, when Miss suddenly
'I think I get prettier every day
What could she mean? I did not
dare to answer her, so I said:
'I beg your pardon—what did you
'I said I think I get prettier every
"There was no mistaking her words,
so I answered: 'Yes, indeed, you get
prettier and no wonder, in such fresh
air, and—' Just then she caught her
mother's eye, and with the other ladies
left the room. As she went out she
looked over her shoulder with such a
withering scorn in her eyes that I
knew I had put my foot in it some
how. Then it flashed upon me that
I had misunderstood her she had
dropped an 'h.' What she said was
not a silly compliment to herself the
sentence really was: "I think High
gate prettier every day.'"
Mr. Wbymper's hair is quite gray
The Sultan's Sly Joke.
The sultan of Turkey recently
played an amusing joke at the ex
pense of some medical experts at
Constantinople. When the plague
broke out in his capital, the sultan
asked if anything was known as to
the cause. On being informed that
it was to be found in the state of the
drinking water, he called at once for
six empty bottles, which he had filled
in his presence, all from the same one
of the palace wells, placed his own
seal upon them, and then, without
divulging their community or origin,
handed all six to a prominent analyst.
To his amazement, tlie report sent
in was that four of the samples con
tained plague microbes. The fifth was
merely putrid water, and the sixth
was quite pure. Abdul Hamid calmly
shrugged his shoulders, and kept his
thoughts to himself.—The Argonaut.
No Vac Being Captions.
"What's all this trash?" demanded
the old man, as he stumbled over a
pile of stuff in the hall. "Great heav
ens' It seems that we've got two or
three sets of harness and enough oth
er stuff here to go into the ship
"There, pa," his wife replied, "don't
be disagreeable. You were a boy once
yourself, you know. That's Will's
football uniform."—Chicago Becord
Getting the Pacts.
"How far is it to the next town,
"It's a right smart piece.**
"How many miles?"
"Hain't never counted 'em."
"Well, how many yards, then?"
"Well, they's my yard, an' Neighbor
Jones' yard, an' the Widder Scott's
"Nonsense! How much ground will
I have to cover between here and
"Well, they use to call it ten acre or
so, but it's my opinion its ten an* a
A Genuine Pleusure.
Acouple were getting married, and
the man who was acting as "father"
was an extremely fussy person.
When the question was asked, "Who
giveth this woman to be married to
this man?" to the amusement of
both the clergyman and the congre
gation this gentleman stepped for
ward and said: have very much
pleasure in doing so."—Tit-Bits.
Si Pumplcinduster—They tell me
thet when a city feller proposes tew
a city gal she always says: "Oh, this
is so sudden!"
Abe Geehaw—Well, thet's only nat
ural. Why, them city fellers don't
think nothin' of proposin' tew a gal
thet they've only kept company with
for three or four years.—Brooklyn
Hnndy to Have Around.
She—You won't object to having
my dear mamma live with after
we are married, will you?
He (a young physician)—Not at all.
In fact, she'll be most welcome.
"I'm so glad you feel that way."
"Yes you see, she is always ailing,
and I really need somebody to experi
ment on."—N. Y. Weekly.
There was a young lady named Alice.
She lived down in Texas, near Dalice.
She married an earl,
Did this clever young gearl.
And now she is boss of his pallet.
Miss White—Is that charming Mrs.
Miss Black—Yes. She was unmar
ried for the third time last week.—
Chicago Daily News.
The Casual Observer.
This old world has some curious ways.
You watch with eager eye,
And don't know if you ought to laugh
Or if you ought to cry.
Friend—Why, Elvira, what's the
Elvira—Oh, I don't know, only I'm
worried to death. I've had the same
girl six weeks, and she doesn't talk
about leaving yet.
"No not a word. She must be in
love with my husband."—N. Y. Weekly.
Her Real Preferences.
Mabel—Here's a writer on health
who says we mustn't eat pickles at
Irene—O, well. I don't really care
for them. If I can have all the
chalk and all the slate pencils I want
I don't care if I never see a pickle.—
Couldn't Be Done.
Lady (in dress with long train)—I
wish my portrait taken.
Photographer Take this seat,
"Oh, but I want it full length."
''Hum! Very sorry, madam, but my
panoramic camera is out of order."—
N. Y. Weekly.
Still Another Way.
"I'm looking for my wife," he said,
As by her side he tarried.
"Tour wife!" she cried, "I didn't know,
Nor dream, that you were married."
"Who said I was? Not I, indeed:
But won't you end my search?"
And then, of course, she saw the point.
(It's going to be in church.)
HID ELY BETRAYED,
Kitchener (reading captured let
ters intended for President Steyn)
This is outrageous! Here a Boer
commandant writes to the presi
dent: "The British generals are
asses!" How can he say that?
Adjutant—O, these Boers have spies
A Cinch Game.
Mrs. Waggles—I met the doctor to
day and told him about your mala
ria. He said you were to take some
whisky every time you had the chills.
Waggles—All right, my dear. I'll
•hake for the drinks.—Judge,
"I don't understand how Ethel
Mothwing ever got engaged to such
a steady, matter-of-fact young man,"
said one girl.
"It was easily managed," answered
the other. "She got a cook book,
took the covers off and inserted the
paper-back novel she happened to be
reading. The silly fellow thought
she was going* to make a wonderfu]
Oh, I despise the fool who thinks
That only money makes the man—
And yet how pleasant it would b«
If men had cause for judging ma
Upon that foolish plan.
BREAKING THE NKWI.
Deacon Oldham—Don't you believe
what your boy's tellin' you, elder.
Jack's goin' through fast enough. He
runs away ahead of his allowance
every month.—Chicago Record-Her
As It Seemed to Bridget.
Mrs. Frills—Now that I have en
gaged you, Bridget, I am going to be
gin right away to give you a little
training in the art of waiting on
guests. You see, my daughter is com
ing out next month—
Bridget—Indade, mum! An* how
long was she sint up for?—Richmond
A sage looked past the bars one dajr
Upon a fol and sighed,
And murmured, as he turned away:
Alas! if in his infancy
He only could have died!"
The fool gazed at the'sage as he
Retreated from the place,
And said: "I wouldn't care to be
Alive if God had given me
That poor old fellow's face."
PAID FOR IN
"Hubby, dear, you must buy a new
"But I don't need one."
"O, yes, you do. I ordered one for
myself to-day."—Heitere Welt.
"Where are you going, my pretty maid?"
"I'm going milking, sir," she said.
"May I go long?" he asked of her.
"There's one calf there already, sir."
—Chicago Daily News.
Force of Habit.
"Have you no regret?" we asked of
the druggist who had served arsenic
instead of quinine.
"No," he replied, "but I have some
thing just as good."
"How much did yer pay for the
"Six bloomin* months."—The King.
Salt of the Earth.
One advantage had old man Lot
In this world of trouble and strife
When in after years he got fresh
He could go home and lick his wife.
—Chicago Daily News.
Why Site Liked Them.
After three-year-old Frances' little
guests had departed, her mamma
"Frances, do you like little girls to
"Yes'm I like little children to
come unto me, for of such is the
kingdom of Heaven."—Harlem Life.
What It Is That Comes.
"Do you believe that all things come
to him who waits?"
"No," answered the hustler, decisive
ly. "Pretty nearly everything that a
man doesn't want comes to him who
waits, but th* things worth having
come to him who gets up and humps
Method in Her Madness.
Dashaway—Last night I experienced
a novel sensation. Miss Twilling in
vited me out to dinner as her guest,
and insisted on ordering and paying
for everything. I wonder what she dfd
Cleverton—She probably wanted
something to eat.—Harlem Life.
Farmer Hayrake— Deacon Snod
grass has bin in New York fer a week.
Farmer Snakeroot Business or
Farmer Hayrake—Neither, I reck
on! He didn't hev ter setd fer money
enough ter git home withll—Puck.
The Only One.
He—Was there ever a- woman who
could truthfully say she never rub
bered to see what other women were
She—Yea, Eve,—Philadelphia Press.
knew that we ex
pected him to say this, else why
would we have written the first ques
Elder Passnips—My boy writes
home that your son Jack isn't get
ting along very fast at college.
To date the prosecution of Roland
B. Molineux has cost the State of New
York upwards of $200,000, not includ
ing- the cost of boarding the accused
at Sing Sing for a year and a half.
Count Esterhazy, of Dreyfus case
notoriety, is now a money lender in
London, and has laid himself open to
prosecution under a recent law for
acting in that capacity without being
The Austrian supreme court of ap
peal has decided .that if a wife saves
money from the amount allowed her
by her husband for household ex
penses and appropriates the savings
for herself this proceeding amounts
The value of pepper was known of
old. We read that when Rome had to
be ransomed from its barbarian con
queror, in the 409, Alaric demanded
3,000 pounds of pepper among the pay
ments, and that Hippocrates used it in
medicine, applying it to the skin.
Census Director Merriam estimates
that the population of the United
States, including the Philippines, will
reach the enormous figures of 100,000,
000 in 1910, and the phenomenal in
crease during the past decade furnish
es a warrant for the estimate.
At Heading, Pa., in the habeas cor
pus hearing of the 70 street car men
arrested for running cars on Sunday
before Judge Endlich, the court de
clared that under the existing law of
1794 the running of street cars was a
necessity. The costs were put on the
prosecutors, the street car strikers.
In ruling paper the worker, using
quill and ruler, 70 years ago, took
hours to do the work now done
by machine in two and three-quar
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tration, or are beset with such symptoms as dizziness, faintness, lassitude,
excitability, irritability, nervousness, sleeplessness, melancholy, "all
gone," and "want-to-be-left-alone" feelings, blues, and hopelessness,
they should remember there is one tried and true remedy. Xydia E.
Pinkham's Vegetable Compound at once removes such troubles.
Refuse to buy any other medicine, for you need the best.
Mrs. Pinkham invites all sick women to write her for advice*
She has guided thousands to health. Address, Lynn, Mass*
INTERESTING ODDS AND ENDS.
Mrs. Roosevelt was discussing the
momentous question of the toilet with
a friend, and she remarked that any
woman who displayed common sense
could be well dressed on $300.
In ten Irish counties there are ad
vertised 667,000 acres of shootingB,
and the rental asked is £7,885, or a
trifle over 2%d per acre. In most cases,
too, there are mansions attached.
The British acreage under wheat this
season was about 1,800,000—a fall of
144,000 acres from last year, follow
ing a decline of nearly 156,000 acres
in 1900 and of 161,000 acres in 1899.
St. Jacobs Oil, possessing as it does those
wonderful penetrating powers, enables it
to loosen these adhesions and to induce free
expectoration. Cases have been known
where expectorations have been examined
after St. Jacobs Oil has been applied, and
the exact formation was clearly shown,
where the adhesions had been removed or
pulled off the bronchial tubes. All irrita
tion of the delicate raucous membrane of
the bronchae is guickly removed by the
healing and soothing properties of St. Ja
cobs Oil. In cases of croup and whoop
ing cough in children St. Jacobs Oil will be
found superior to any other remedy.
St. Jacobs Oil is for sale throughout the
world. It is clean to use—not at all greasy
or oily, as its name might imply. For rheu
matism, gout, sciatica, neuralgia, cramp,
pleurisy, lumbago, sore throat, bronchitis,
soreness, stiffness, bruises, toothache, head
ache, backache, feetache, pains in the chest,
pains in the back, pains in the shoulders,
pains in the limbs, and all bodily aches and
it has no equal. It acts like magic.
afe, sure, and never failing.
"Dost love me, George?" she whispered.
"Sweetheart," he answered, fondly, "you
are the dearest thing on earth to me!
Which was quite true for, what with
box suppers and carnations and chocolates,
she got most of the young man's salary.—
San Francis• Bulletin.
Persons contemplating a'journey East or
West should be careful that the rates paid
for their transportation do not exceed tnose
charged by the Nickel Plate Road.
This company always offers lowest rates
ind the service is efficient. Careful at
tention is given to the wants of all first
and second class passengers by uniformed
colored attendants. The dining car service
of the Niclcel Plate Road is above criticism
and enables the traveler to obtain meals
at from thirty-five (35) cents to $1.00 but
The Pullman service is the usual high
grade standard. Semi-weekly transconti
nental tourist cars ply between Atlantic
and Pacific Coasts. Confer with nearest
agent of the Nickel Plate Road.
The one prudence of life is concentration.
The Kind You Have
could walk, and lost
spent money doctoring without any help, when
relative visited our home. She was so enthusiastic over
having used it herself, that
What'a tbe lie?
The captain of a down-town Salvation
Array corps noticed the other day that one
of the most zealous women of his nock
had been absent from meeting several times
ia succession. He sent her a note of in
quiry and received in reply, the following
"Dear Captin: It ain't no Spirrital trou
ble—praise god, I'm all right there, but it's
becaus I got a bad cold & my Nose runs.
Now they ain't no use goin to meeting
and praying when your Nose rups and spoils
all youre enjoyment. So Glc.y to god.
good Bye."—N. Y. Times.
St. Jacobs Oil for Cheat-Colds, Bron
chitis, Croup and Pleurisy.
An outward application for bronchial dif
ficulties is many times far more effective
than syrups, cough mixtures, cod liver oil,
&c., simply because it penetrates through
to the direct cause, which is, as a rule, an
accumulation of matter or growth tightly,
adhering to the bronchial tubes.