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CUlVaUik, JUSo-lSSG.
If we ha/i lived in TTI j^r clays.
^Wlip-i tuin^trei^ fig tneir lathes' praise
listenm:? court-* to kin.:-.
v.*Wlv,t nm^ie from the i Mptnrocl strings
then h.ul v.on r" liaiuj ier face
And peeiless giac~
Tn thesj lr.i\ days, v. hen knightly love
I'\i:v 1 5oi t! its 'is in -v to Drove
JF .ve lind hvo'i.how el.Mily I
''.KI r.i'p'l tli fou .in I t.iuvncy cry
To inoot
brave death or deathless lame
In hei dj.ir r'rinie!
D'lt P'CJ wo ci" (onde'nnd by fate
I'o n.i'l the earth '-o ssidly late
Li .t di L-it'i l.i n-o and rhyme
A'iti in io 'thinner of t'ie time.
Tc prove \\hat p.iasion
J- !a her billfe'
in me thrills,
F. E. Bard in Life.
We, r.iothcr Kaynor, Jack and I,
weie sitting our little f-it ting-room,
our h^tioom, but not parlor, i'or
mother would never rail the httle box
of a loom by so dignified a title, and
for the hundredth time they were tell
ing me what they knew of my life.
"You see, Birdie," said mother,*as I
had always callad her, "it was a
stoiiny night and Jack had been de
tamed at the storehe was cash boy
at Cotton it Co.'s thenbut
ju^t as he was running up the steps
about se\en o'clock he met a woman
hurrying down them. She brushedby
without speaking, and he, when he
reached the door, almost stumbled
o\ er a basket where you lay all snug
cled up in warm flannels. Ah, but
yo'i were a nice babv, my dear."
"Pity my mother hadn't thought
so'"' sarcastically observed.
'iubtediy you would have fared
i Hian in our humble home,'
i .Jf.k, grimly.u Jack, yo don't think that
I hastily asked. "I
t=e badly to think my own
inn blood would abandon me
/trust me with strangers, that's
"..a* was seventeen years ago to
niuhl," meditated mother
ii: our comersation.
chimed in, anxious to clear
i Ucd from Jack forehead "and
you have always called it my birth
day, and have made the day so pleas
ant: for me, too. Let me bee." I rat-
tliJVim "you thought I must have
been about a year old, and so I am
eij.teen to-morrow. Have you made
my nirthday cake yet, mother?"
"\es indeed. And that reminds
me I must out and see to the frost
ing it, to Tiujht. Xo, you stay riht
heie. etch her. Jack, i'or she is not
to see the cake until to-moirow."
I retreated before her laughing com
mand, ami seeing how sour Jack still
looked. I dottrmined to domy best to
make him behave like his own old
sth a^.in. Perching myself on the
aim oi his chair I leaned over, trying
to catch his eye.
"Cic^j, dear/" I asked, very sweet
"No." he iv plied in a tone that said,
"Yes, decidedly so let me alone."
I/'it I was not to be rebutted. Slip
ping my arms around his neck I drew
liX Ihce aiouud toward mine.
"Yci'ie sorry you didn't send me
to the Foundlings' Jloiue, aien't yon?
It's enough to make any
one (TOM, to think how he has been
tio':lle for seventeen years just be
(ausrh-wa so softhearted over a
nihi" able lit tit baby "whose own peo
ple didn't care about keeping it. Are
yoic soi'iy, Jat k'"
"Are on, Bird?"
lie suddenly straightened up, a look
in his dark eyes I had never noticed
these berore.
'What have I to be sorry for?" I
asked. \\Vs I not thrown into the
hands of the dearest, kindest mother
and oi her a girl ever had?"
"Y*-s, dealthat is, we've always
meant kindness, but still I am not
your brother."
"I 1 now it, but I love JTOU
jut as
well," 1 be^an. tu some way under
tne steady Jook of Jolm's beautiful
ey*'s I iruild not t,o on with my usual
protest,i(ion* oi affection, as I had al
ways been in the habit ot doing, and I
diewmy arm aw.iy lrom about his
"Fu I don't want you to, Bird," he
paid slowly and then he went on
oa^i'i'ly, ".My darling, I want you to
Jo\ me ]tist as well as I do you. I
want you tor my veiy own, tor my
tic. Bird."
clasping me close in his strong arms
he told me how happy I could make
him by saying 1hat 1 loved him. And
so strongly did he argue his case that
some nay I was completely won o\er
to bin way of thinking, and before the
b'n ihday cake was frosted Jack and I
wett engaged.
"J ve accepted Jack as a birthday
Erift," I whi.speied to mother as Iran
A radiant look of surprised joy fair
ly illuminated her dear old face as she
omprehended the meaning of my re
"It has been the wish of my life,"
she whispered, kissinc me softy.
ready for other birthday gifts to-mor-
row." .she called after me.
"Oh, happy birthday!" I whispered
when to-morrow dawned, and I, awak
ing, remembered my promise to Jack.
"What better gift could I have asked
than the gift of dear Jack's love?"
Several little tokens were at my
breakfast plate some very expensive,
too, for since Jack's pictures had be
gun to sell so well and orders poured
in faster than he could execute them
he had begun to be quite exfrava
He had gratified an oft-expressed
wish of mine by having a little cameo
sarring, found in the basket in which
they first found me, set in a ring for
me for one of my birthday presents.
It was an exquisite, clear-cut cameo,
and it had a decidedly unique setting
so I had always indulged in the hope
that sometime, perhaps, I might learn
through it who my parents were.
It had evidently dropped into the
basket by mistake, for there was noth-
2ji2 else about me to identify me.
There were none of the proverbial
strawberry marks or mole3 so often
found on lost children in stories, so I
had only the cameo to connect me
with the unknown past.
So I slipped it on my finger and when
Jack told me to keep it for an engage
ment until he could procure another
it became doubly dear to me.
By-and-by, as soon as breakfast
was" finished, much to my surprise
and disappointment, my lover went
up to his studio and remained invisi
efor two hours.
"He might have spent my birthday
with me, anyhow," I pouted as I
plodded up stairs feeling "blue"
I knocked at the door of his studio.
"Not iust now, dear I'm busy,"'
came in Jack's voice from beyond the
Angry and indignant, for he had al
lowed me to spend my mornings there
for fwo months x^ast, silently went
to my own room.
I was angrier still wh.cn ten minutes
later his door opened to admit Miles
Griffith, a fellow trom the Artists'
Club. Then I was ready to cry with
vexation. They had always petted
and sx^oiled me, mother and Jack, and
let me have my own way, so that I
could not bear even this little neglect
At last I was determined tobemean
enough to listen and hear if I could
what they were talking about so earn
estly in the studio.
Me, I found out at once, for Jack
had just spoken my name as I guiltily
put my ear to the keyhole. A dis
giaceful thing to do, I admit, but as I
mean this to be a faithful account of
my birthday, and as I really did listen
at the keyhole, I record it.
"I have made a great mistake,"
said Jack, sighing heavily.
I couldn't distinguish Mr. Griffith's
reply, but. hushing my breath, heard
Jack say,
"It has always been mv mother's
wish. I did it more to please her, I
suppose- She loves Bird dearly,and"
With a dry sob I fell forward on the
rug. I could not have stirred then
had they opened the door and saw ine
"He has found out this early that
he has made a mistake, has he?
thought bitterly, when my brain
stopped whirlingsolcould think. "It
is only to please his mother that he
asked me to become his wife. And to
think he should reveal his disappoint
ment to that horrid old Griffith iirstl
Oh it was too humiliating'"
I resolved to release him at once,
but again I listened, having a dim
hope, I suppose, that perhaps sny
ears had deceived me.
"It it suits my mother" began
"That's not the thmg," interrupted
Griff'th. "You nevv.r would be suited.
She lacked expression and"
"Ye*, I knownaturalness I know
the laults!or I'm hotter acquainted
with Birdie than you are, Griffith."
"To be sure," assented Griffith.
"Mouth too large eyes very wicant,
I've noticed. I advice you to give it
"I'll take your advice," exclaimed
Jack emphatically.
Then I rushed to my room.
So through Griffith'.: advice, which
Jack seemed so ready to take, my
brief little romance wasto be shatter
ed. Well, 1 would never stay and let
him see my heart break, too tor 1
felt sure I never could live through
this trouble, HO dear had Jack in the
role of lover become to me in a, few
short hours.
So, some waynow it all seems like
a vague dream to meI found niyseli
a few hours later wandering aimlessly
down a strange street, nrtt
ireset." seventeen years ago that
your child was stolen?" I asked eager
"Yes. What do you know of it?" he
questioned hoarseiy.
"I know that I am your child then."
After I had told the story so often
repeated to me by my mother Raynor
they were perfectly satisfied that I be
longed to them, and their joy beggars
Their story was tha/t my lather had
given his wite a necklace of diamonds
and seeing how pleased her baby was
with it she had shaken the stones be
fore its eyes, and at last, in a spirit
of tun, c!aped it about the child's
neck. But she did not understand
the fastening, and as her husband wa5
away from home and she could not
get the chain over the child's head,
she was obliged to let the nurse put the
infant to sleep with the glittering or
nament about its neck. But the temp
tation proved too great for the nurse,
so she had taken baby quietly out to
a neighboring jeweller's and had the
necklace unfastened.
The theory we.my new-found parents
and I, formed was, that becoming
frightened at her own exploit, and not
daring to try to replace the babyI
never can reali/.e that that baby was
myselflest she be discovered she con
cluded to abandon it entirely.
"Now, where do these people live
who have cared so kindly for you? I
must see them," said my mother
Reluctantly I gave the address.
Jack came straight to me after my
mother told her errand, and he look
ed so old and worn and haggard that
for a moment I was lost in pity for
Then I remembered the indelicate
remarks he had made to Miles Griffith,
and in trying to be frigidly cool I only
succeeded in ciying weakly.
"Oh, Jack' Jack" I sobbed, unable
to be anything but mv own impetu
ous self "why did you teach me to
love you only to tire of me so soon?"
"Tire! How? What do you mean,
dear?" he asked, taking my hands anx
iously as it he feared I was not quite
"It was my birthday, Jack. Don't
you remember you had Griffith up in
the studio? And you told him you
had made a great mistake in engaging
yourself to me, andand he advised
you to give it
would follow7
knowing or
caring where mv steps tended. Some
workmen obstructed the sidewalk and
I was obliged to cross the street. I
remember stepping down and advanc
ing a few steps,of hearinghoare shouts
of warning, feeling a sudden shock and
then all was b'ank.
When I returned to consciousness I
was a strange room everything was
strange to me.
"Where am I?" I asked, although I
could see no one. "What has happen-
"You are with friends," said a low,
soft voice ne tr me.
Turning my eyes, they fell on a sweet
faced lady not yet old, although her
hair was nearly white, sitting near me.
"How came I here?" I demanded, in
a weak, startled voice.
"You are weak, but I trusti to your
good sense to remain calm while I tell
you why you are here. About a
month ago you were crossing the
street and my husband and I accident
ally ran against and severely injured
you. There was nothing about you
to inentify you, so we brought you
"And this was a month. Has no
one been here? Did you ad\ ertise?"
"No, replied the lady. It was re
ported in the police news I believe, as
my husband had to pay a large fine
for his carelessness, but I "never
thought of advertising for your friends.
I supposed they would go to the sta
tion, and then be directed here, if you
had any in the city."
"I have none," I said bitterly. "I
was only a foundling, living upon
charity all my life."
I was,reckles. I did not think how
unnecessary it wasto speak of mj'own
history to a stranger. A whole month
had I lain there and no one had call
ed. And my pale, thm hands showed
how near to death's dcor I had been.
As I lay looking at my wasted fin
gers I noticed that my ring was gone.
Hastily I inquired where it was.
My new-found acquaintance blush
ed, and then said,
"Will you allow my husband to talk
with you a few moments? He has
your cameo."
In a few moments a tall, handsome
gentleman accompanied her into the
"Years ago," he began, after apolo
gizing for being the cause of my illness,
and congratulating me on my recov
ery, "I had a pair of cameos carved
in this city. They were unlike any
thing ever seen here. I had them set
in a pair of earrings for my wife. One
night our house was robbed by a
trusted servant the cameos were tak
en with other valuables."
4 i'
"Was anything else taken?" I asked
sitting upright, forgetting for a mo
ment my weak state. Vfr. *p8^
The gentleman strove to control
his emotion, but his wife was silently
weeping near the window.
"Yes, our only child," he replied
brokenly. "Now will you tell me how
you came by this cameo, for it is the
same? I to-day took it to the person
who carved it for me so long ago, and
he recognized it at once, although it
has bee
and you said you
For three minutes Jack stared at
me, and then he, with difficulty repres
ing an inclination to laugh, said:
"My darling, how could you believe
it? Now listen. As you know, my
forte is landscapes. Well, I thought
I'd make one moie uial at portraits,
so, while I have been entertainingyou
and mother so politely in the studio,
I was shly taking -sittings.' You
know your birthday, or the day we
celebrate as youis, and mother's 'all
on thts same day so as she had often
expressed a wish to have your por
trait painted, and thinking that you
woul I like hers, I painted your coun
terfeits as best I could, and then be
fore I showed them I sent for Griffith,
the fairest critic in the club. He told
me candidly that^as a portrait paint
er I was a dead 'failure, and advised
me to lsever let the public see my at
tempts. The criticisms you heard
were of your picture not you. Are
you satisfied9"
"Perfectly," I answered, feeling as i)
I could get well and strong at once.
"But my poor birthday was all spoil-
ed," I sighed.
"To-day is your birthday, my dear/'
interrupted my new mother, brightly,
entering th room with Mother Ray
nor "and if the othpr was spoiled ask
what you will and vou may have it."
"IT. take Jack," I said gayly.
And so I did, "lor belter or worse,"
a year from my eighteenth birthday.
The Suicide Mania.
A compilation made by the Insur
anee Chronicle presents many curi
ou leatures of the suicide mania, as
follows: The suicides as reported ir
the papers for four years, number 6,
283. Ot tins number 471 were maid
ens and 1,315 bachelors. The signifi
cance ot this feature is lost when it is
shown that 2,053 husbands and but
598 wives put themselves out of the
way. As maid orwifethewomenhavc
the best of it The widowers whe
found life a burden number 28S and
the widows who sought voluntary
graves number 128. Of the total
number 780 were fai mers. and about
one in every 2,000 is the ratio among
journalists, commercial travelers and
saloonkeepeis. The time of year chos
en by 635 persons to put themselves
out of the way was the month of June.
The favorite age was thirty-five years
and Indiana had the largest number
of any state in the Union. The rea
sons assigned for some of the suicides
are silly in the extreme, and some of
the methods employed uniquelj* hor
rible. One woman killed herself be
cause her mother did, and another be
cause she had a pimple on her nose.
Such people could do the world no
possible good anyway. One young
woman killed herself because her par
ents would not allow her to become
a Mormon, and a New Yorker shot
himself because he hadn't a nickel to
put in the collection box at church.
Life must have been "an empty
dream" to him. Several persons died
in incalculable agony by jumping into
fiery furnaces, and others saturated
their clothing with kerosene oil and
set it on fire. Still others clumsily
sought death -by crawling back and
forth through barbed-wire fences, en
tailing great suffering, until they died
from exhaustion, and others drove
spikes through their brains. Shoot
ing was the most popular method em
ployed, with poison a good second.
The most unique example was that ol
a man who impaled himself on his
wooden leg.
Tlie Old Woman's Warning:.
In 1875 there lived in central Iowa
a family by the name of Robinson,
consisting of father, mother, and two
children, the latter being boys, 9 and
12 years old respetive'y. Robinson
was a we'.l-to-do farmer, well thought
of by the neighbors, and a Christian
man. There was, therefore, no one
who questioned the truth of the in
cident he related. He had a brother
in Des Moines, who was taken very ill
and sent for him, and he left home,
expecting to be gone a least a week.
He had no hired man, but the boys
were old enough to care for the stock,
and the wife was not a women to bor
row trouble.
Robinson was in perfect health when
he left home, and there was no leason
to feel anxious for tho*e he left behind.
He reached Des Moines of a Saturday
night. His brother was veiy low, but
it was believed thrfc the crisis had
passed and that he was mending.
On Sunday night, at midnight,
the watcher who had been at the
bedside during the first part of the
night called Robinson and retired.
The patient was resting easily, and
the watcher had only to give him med
icine once every hour. lie gave it at
1 o'clock, and filteen minutes later,
while he was seemingly as wide awake
as ever in his life, a little old woman
suddenly entered the room. The sick
man was in the parlor bedroom, and
the woman came from the sitting
room, the door of which stood open.
Robinson bowed to her and while
somewhat surp:ised at her appear
ance, he supposed it was all right,
taking her for a neighbor who had
come in. She looked to be 55 years
old, was very small for a woman, and
years afterwards he could describe her
dress and features. She stopped in
the center of the room, and Robinson
tip-toed over to her and said:
"The doctor thinks he is much bet-
"You must go home," she brusquely
remarked in answer.
"Whome?" "Yes." "But I came to help take care ol
"You must be home by 10 o'clock
to-morrow night!" said the old wom
She beckoned him further away
from the bed. and then whispered:
"To-morrow night, before midnight,
three bad men will enter your house
to rob and murder. You must go
"How did you learn this?" he
asked, knowing well enough that she
would not joke him at such a time,
but unable to credit her with all seri
"They have poisoned your dog to
night," she answered, "and they are
now sleeping in the barn. Theie are
two ot them now to-morrow night
there will be three. If you love your
wife and children do not tarrv here."
"Gogo'" she commanded, backing
out of the* room.
"Charles, who is that woman9"
asked the sick man, and Robinson
turned to the bed and found his
brother wide awake.
"I do not know."
"I saw her in the room just before
you came in. She came and leaned
over me. She must be a stranger.*'
Robinson passed into the sitting
room, and from thence into the kitch
en, but the woman had disappeared.
He called his brother's wife, but she
had no such person on her list ot ac
quaintances. The doors were all
locked and the windows down, and it
did not seem possible that she could
have left the house, though a thorough
search failed to find the least trace of
her presence. It was 2 o'clock when
the search was abandoned, and at that
hour the sick man was amazingly bet
ter. He not only declared that he had
seen the woman and heard all she
said, but he stoutly insisted that his
brother should go home as soon as
possible. At 10 o'clock in the fore
noon Robinson left for home. The
nearest railroad point to his farm was
seven miles, and. as he had to wait at
a junction for several hours, he could
not reach his house before 10 o'clock
the evening. When he reached the
station at which ho must leave the
railroad he told his story to the sher
iff, and a team was hired and
six well-armed men went out with
him. It was 10-30 when they reached
the house. They approached it
across the fieids, and came up just as
two men had entered by an open kitch
en window, while the third was on
guard outside. The trio were speedily
captured, and then several points cor
roborative of the little old woman's
declaration were picked* up. The fam
ily dog had died suddenly, with every
evidence of having been poisoned.
Two tramps had been noticed hang
ing about the place the day before, and
two of the arrested parties were iden
tified as the fellows. They had slept
in the barn, and they had been joined
by a third. They intended to rob the
house and steal a horse and buggy to
get away with. In hopes of shortening
his term of imprisonment at the ex
pense of his comrades one of the trio
turned state's evidence. He said it
was understood between them that if
Mrs. Robinson and the children awoke
they were to be killed.
Now comes another singular feature
of the case. At 11 o'clock of the night
on which Robinson reached home the
sick man's wife was sitting up with
him, and, as he was resting very easy,
she fell asleep. The little old woman
reappeared, sat down, and said to the
"Your brother reached home in time
I am glad to see you getting better sc
With that she was gone, and noms.
of the parties I have been speaking of
ever saw her again. People who know
the brothers well are firmly convinced
that'they saw and heard just what
they allege, and those who scoff at the
story find it hard to explain why Rob
inson started for home as he did, and
arrived Justin time to arrest the hard
ened fellows, who were promptly sent
to state prison.New York Sun.
Something for Topers.
Philadelphia News.You likely
number among,your friends and ac
quaintances some hearty old chap
who has "taken a drink of nood whisky
before breakfast for forty-seven years,
and couldn't eat without it." Now
at the risk of having this worthy but
prejudiced person laugh himself into a
state of apoplectic, redfacedness let
me suggest that as old as he is, he may
yet find a^pibstitutenot only a
cheaper one, but one that will never
coax him to take more than is good
for him. Take any man who is in the
habit of looking in the bottom of the
glass for "pure sociability" at inter
vals from noon until midnight, and
for stomach comfort before he bi'eaks
his fast in the morning, and let him,
after he has arisen and dressed, repair
to a drug store instead of a bar-room.
He has no appetite. Hs does not feel
as though he was "all there." Instead
of a cocktail, let him ask the druggist
to prepare a mixture of these ingredi
ents and quantities, which, when mix
ed together, shall constitute a single
Chloroform, five drops.
Tincture of ginger, half teaspoontul.
Compound tincture cardsmen, two
Water, one wineglass.
Swallow that slowlytake five min
utes to do it. You will be surprised
to find that in about fifteen minutes
the "all gone" feeling will have disap
peared. A gentle, pleasant warmth
is felt in place of the gnawing sensa
tion, and in a very little while there
are decided symptoms of being hun
gry. A repetition of the dose inside ol
an hour, in case the attack the night
ffefore was very severe, will do no
harm. A cup of black coffee twenty
minutes after the first dose is an c\-
(ellent thing to follow with, provid
id the patitnt is not of a particularly
nervous temperament.
You will find some men whose nerves
become unstrung upon very slight
'ilcoholic provocation and such men
are prone to try the similia simihbus
racket.d Theth pase
best thing for a
of that kin is drug store
again. Here is the dose
Bromide of potassium, thirty grains.
Celenna, two teaspoonfuls.
Elixir valerianate ammonia, two
I'll guarantee that you will never
resort to whisky again after you have
tried whichever of tliese doses which
may su't your particular case. As
soon as you feel able to eat, make
your breakfast of oatmeal principally
tor two or hree days. On the da'v
a ft.or taking the first dose, invest in
two Havana oranges and substitute
the juice tor the pick-me up tonic, li
the stomach rejects the oranges as
too sweet, throw them away and try
the tonic again, but eventually letiun
to the fruit.
This treatment will begin to show its
eff'ert in a very few days. Instead of
that uneasy, uncomfortable leeling
there will cornea vigor and a natur.-tl
evhilaiation that will brighten the eye
and qnieke'n the step. A brisk walk
around the block, it vou live in the
brick and mortar
stctj0n, will not
come amiss. 1 would even go so far
as to advise a five minutes' ex^icise
with hall-pound dumb bells. Grasp
them firmly and strike out as though
you intended thumping somebody.
All that is needed is laith and a httie
perseverance, especially perseverance.
The Late Richa rd M. Hoe.
New York Letter: The death of the
lale Richard M. Hoe calls our fitten
tioa to the printing-press factory,
which is the best-known establishment
on the east side of New York. Every
body, indeed, has heard of the Hoe
presses, but if the reader were to seek
the place of their construction he
would find it amid that dense popula
tion which fills the vast area between
the Bowery and the East river. Ar
riving at the spot, one will at once be
startled by its immensity. An entire
square (at Grand .and Sheriff btieets) i?ii?inj
1^ occupied, and the area is not less
than four acres, which in New York 1^
a great deal of land. The offices are
larqe, and yet such is the number of
clciks and draughtsmen that there is
no room to spare and thence yon
may pass across the courtyard to'the
factoiy itself, where hundreds of ai ti
f-ans Ibid employment. Here are built
plinths presses that co^t $50,000,
and which yield a profit ot from $").-
000 to $10,000 but it is a slow tak,
and a* no one else can build them
Ii.-jh profits are a natuial result. The
Hco establishment is the
in this city vInch can boa
XiiSi''** ^i^-^
sure tp olK-ise.
fro'ii theme.Uest brain woike:-3 of the
nieliopolif. In former days the. -enior
Bennett and Moses Y. .Beach and
Horace Greeley went thither to in
spect machinery, and latterly the
present Bennett and Dana, and also
Pulitzer, have stood side by side to
inspect the latest improvements. This
fact alone is enough to give the place
Progress in the manufacture or
printing presses was slow to an a
toni-hing degree until the opening of
the pi csent century. Franklin's press,
which is now in the patent office at
Washington, is but little hetter than
the earliest madewhose date was
three centuries previousand the most
rapid workmen could not exceed 200
impressions an hour. Inventions were
made in England and in Germany,
which brought steam into use, this be
ing first adopted by the London Times
in 1814. Isaac Adams was .at the
same time making improvements in
this country, but Richard M. Hoe dis
tanced the extreme of expectation
when he built the fiist rotary cylinder
press in 1847. Tbe plan of a revolv
ing cylinder had been invented by Nich
olson in England many years previ
ously, but it was utterly impracticable
until remodeled by Hoe. Since then
it has been continually improved, un
til the present degree of perfection has
been attained^
*t* J*-
This m~&< taw combining iron with
tegetaMe to lka, mriekly oad nDja*te
fares DyS* aleu IndieestlM, Wntbn
Impnre Btodft, Uaarui,MUUMiFciTraM
and Nenraliifu
11 is n unikilinx remedy Sar Tffmmm tSlbe
KMncy* and IiVrr.
It is irrraluabl for Disease* feea&aa *D
Women, *ijd all who lead sedentary fires.
It does mt injure tbelecth, eanse beawtac&fjw
produce (obstipationolher JrcwoeO*rmaA.
It enriches and porinro the Mftsd,rttonfttige
the appet ite. aids the treHimiia&au el food,Be
lieves Heartburn and X" hing, sd Jtorxqf&t
ens the muscles and DA 13.
For Intermittent TeTers, Lassite3e Xt&cff'
Energy. i it has eqimj.
*3J- '.The genuine kas 1OT traAemarlrsaDC
ci oste red lines on ^mrapytr. Tafce IK c&bex.
s)iMttris)mei9)!m' KTns.mk
Tb* Greatt Medical Triumph f th* Ag*?
Less of appetite. Bowels costive^ FaSjtl**
the bead, witi n. dnll ncnssitiaik in tavtc
feack yort, Fain *mder tfee ttB]A*r
blad Fallaoss afterdating wiihaitfc*
iaclinatiaa 10 exertfaa Swdjr arsatoftV
Irritability cfcccuper, Low spirits,
a freliac
tea*ins aes lcctek om&sAjve^rfef
Wearinesst Dizziness, Flsttcrins sif&m
Heart, Dots bofor-etbe eTe*HeAorte
over ih rigbc eye, KostisaesM wit!*
fitful dieam*. Itixbiy colored CTim raM$
TUTT'S PI &X.S are eapecraSy anSajsioS
to soch cases, one dose ette^rs snot*
Thcy Increase tine A vpttte,ail -xn*ti
bodv t-i Take KletU.thiin yricmn t
nonriabed,ii fry tbi-iv Tonic Action rcv
GHAT HAIR or WHISKZSO change* tb a.
GLOSSY BLACK by a single ajj^iifcalaest t}
this ITK It imparts a uatozu outer, si'l*
instantaneously. Sold by RraggisUi, x*-
sent by express cm receiptor 9-t.
Office. 44 Murray St., ft*w Yoxk
The Best Oougb. Core jon. cam iese
and the best known preventive of CartsxmfOirmi
PARKER'S TONIC kept tn a horwi: a woliel
keep sickness out. Used duttftttrtr letp* *"be:
blood pure and the Stomach, Liver rod Kithwys
in working order. Conghs and Colds nub bit
fore tt. It builds up the health.
If yon suffer from Debility, Skin JLraptiomt,
Cough, Asthma, Dyspepsia^ Kidae-/r'Uriwupfjeir
Female Complaints, or any disorder e tint Idaajs,
Stomach, Bowels, Blood or Nerves,, dloa't vaol
till you are sick in bed, but ose PJUMCKU'S TOMSC
to-day it will.rive you rtcw Hf-ramd-wiir.
Sold by Druggists, large savins buying $ sk
1.00 0 AGEKTS wii im
ForJOHKB GOCGH'Seoturn^smrttMA.-^SnSfoAShta*
PICTURES tinted ft'j?
the popular broaz ir dtrt**-
itie the h*or,Rc*tiwxng?iecote*
when gray,and pre ouiling IStant-i
draft. It cleanses the sulevi
the hxir tailing, ad as
50c awl $1. size* t Irufrgttt*
JB^ &ou<G
etna pa&st'tferaa. s?+m. %af/rw
ait U2rci ^xmE^oicn, tcg&ism*
wilii cnaarfatii .-TriCT-rpcjd ar
taunt rtmmscgrtotg, ornr ZMtnm
jmbMsimsL T&et'tieAta'ziMft.tffJMs
I-tao M*d
vaspentt. vicprilr Ou. JKAIC to JS*.-*
ten* of tfco rtumia, t.-Uo r **.*lt\nr
for it Ho contpctitfon. and ittonow ^utb^t i-ll .tim
ers 10 to 1. JliKiatsa*. Editore. t'nJiew. imc ,gxm HMbebk
unqimliiled endorsement and wisls4tOKlpta AOTBflSc,
mow yourtlm* l mist tttiui/ ar,Q %tlha Miine bn Vf-
tthanwihXf J M Kxrlnave tro-ftory wirrntlmtd Special 1 errs elven.%**. Scst iarg JM-jabntitA
containingrlaUruulievIftnt.Cor Artdr*** A_
ION ft CO.. Pvfts., 8 7 SC- Clark BC
lieJ*rm-_j\rtdn Jk {&. STSTTUB-
Henry J. Ln&oss,
Sealer in.
Riesling's Block,
Beat intheWaxUL
V^'*pc kit JHuaur a
Ara qmta ijtsnituilrt. A-uutgnAB*
wit Kegra] 1E Vv&no*, SMS
t*ijtupr nearly T&> ft&* tmA MC
Bufwrb SHEW .ags

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