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MY POOR WIFE.
“I*ve found out the things she cared
for wonst plaze her no more, that her
eye is always turned wan way—the
way you come across the mountain;
her ear always listenin’ for wan
sound —the sound.of yer foootstep;
that her thoughts are with you night
an’ day, sleepin* and wakin’. I came
on her yesterday mornin’ at daybreak
an* found her drainin’ on the cliff;
when I touched her she smiled and
W'hispered the word ‘Paul’ —that’s yer
name, isn’t it—Paul? An’ ye’ve axed
her to call yer by it, though ye did
mane no harm!”
The old woman was right; I had
asked her to call me by my Christian
name the day before. I turned away
strangely moved and startled, remorse,
pity, tenderness mingling with a steal
thy glow of triumph and satisfaction,
offspring of the meanest, most self
ish vanity, making me ashamed to
meet my inquisitor's scornful search
ing eye.
“What do you wish me to do, if this
be true, which I very much doubt?”
I asked, after a painful pause.
“There’s only wan thing you can
do, and that your sense ought to tell
you quick enough. Go away at once
and never come n.igh the place again.”
“Yes,” 1 assented eagerly, “I will
go away in a day or two without
fail.”
“In a day or two. No —if ye go at
all, ye must go now —this very night!”
‘“What, without one word of fare
well?”
“Without a word.”
“I’ll do nothing of the kind; you’ve
overshot the mark, old woman,” I said
determinedly, moving away. “If Ido
go tonight, I’ll see her first and as
sure myself of the falseness of your
silly tale, you doting old termagant!”
I added under my breath.
I went quickly back, she follow
ing me slowly, and, on the edge of
the cliff where we had first stood to
gether, I found Helen motionless look
ing out to sea.
Without giving any explanation or
looking her in the face, I told her,
with a forced heavy briskness, I had
come back to say good-by, as business
of importance called me to England
on the morrow.
“You are going tomorrow?” she re
peated, but said not another word. I
stole a glance at her face; it was
deadly pale and still, but otherwise
bore no trace of stormy feeling.
“It’s very unfortunate, but I must
start in the morning. I’ll send you
the books I promised and the illus
trated ‘Atlas’ as soon as I get to
town. You will find the latter very
useful for the information you want,”
I said uneasily—“there’s an alphabet
ical key at the end, you know, and —
and I’ll leave you my address in. case
—in should want anything.
You kno# how happy I wolld be to
ho|p and—hear of your welfare
now and* then, Helen.’.’
i *Still not # wcfrd; she did not seem
• <to heap me, so I relapsed into silence
**o. , . \ 4
"Helen,? I resumed desperately,
“have you—have you nothing £5 say
to itp; - I-I am going away toajor-*
“I ft ve to • gobifty.Mfcve I
she anfewered it. last, s tupiing
♦round fuf upon me. /‘Then let US’
say jit aUonco.* She fut her bands
,/or itfto ipinp, stooped,
picked up Jinf and # held hi§ little wet#
nose to my face. “A friend has come
to say good-by to you and me, Jim —
a very kind friend. Tell him how
sorry you are to lose him, and ask
him not. to—to forget us too'soon.
An instinct of self-protection urged
me to hold my tongue. I bent my
head over her arm and touched Jim’s
little ragged poll gingerly. Our faces
—his mistress’ and mine—were but a
few inches apart; I could not’ resist
tho upward glance—lo, before she had
time to turn away, a great swelling
tear fell ffoni* her veired and
what litfle’self-posqession I had left
deserted mo altogether. The next sec
ond Helen was In my arms and I waj
.kissing the tears from her crimson
cheeks, felling her not to fret, for I
would never leave her now, that she
and Jim and I would go away to
gether and never part again.
Prove yer words, prove yen words.
£lf ye mane Jjonest. Coftie up
to tho hojiee wki me this mjrfhte an’
j Ist ax th’ *>ulj waij for hef s\ra\#ht.
ShoUl g)ve Iter to y.c fast enough, sorra
-
*4>Moll7 g *voic6 broke in up-
sweetheart’*' smothered sotna'
• hjinusjy hand us unart aim*
flhnUv dragged niemp'ttfe mdhlfw anjl.
of Mrs.. The
, *\Jnlgal-1 e'Tady we'found ’ln a flannel
and befrllled Wgh( cap,
warmfhg her t<#*H ffefore 4 brifeht
fire, a round of battered A
"steaming tumbler <ff. port negus
*her bffk. » * *
<• j -
> 4 VH. . 4,
1 A#»flrst she was Icy Indignant nj
intrusion? «but. whfcn slie leartfefl tJft
nuture* of my errand,
thawed, and with flattering affability!
"she gav<**meV** understand ’that I
could tuk% her beloved grandchild t*
wife as soon as ever I 1 i ß«^
suggested, though somewhat doubt
fully* that I should wait to Jje supplied
BY J. P. SMITH.
with a companion tumbler of negus,
in celebration of the solemn betrothal,
which hospitality I curtly declined;
and, after a few whispered words with
Helen, who seemed quite dazed or
stupefied, I began my long walk home
in a turmoil of tenderness, triumph and
irritation that was little in harmony
with the glorious stillness of the
moonlit ocean and cliffs.
I awoke the next morning after a
restless night with the comforting
consciousness that I had made an un
mitigated fool of myself, tied myself
for life to a girl of no position, edu
cation, fortune, even beauty, for whom
in cold blood I really did not care a
straw, while my heart was irretriev
ably bound to another.
I wandered about the mountains
alone all day, and in the afternoon
turned towards the farm, but when
it came within view a feeling of im
patient repulsion made me turn back
at once. That night I wrote a short
note to Helen, telling her I had to
go to England on business, and on
the following day I crossed the chan
nel.
General Stopford and his niece, I
heard, were occupying' their town
house for a few weeks. I did not call
on them, but the day after my arrival
I had the pleasure of meeting Miss
Stopford in the row, looking the pic
ture of blooming health and beauty,
my rival in devoted attendance.
She called me at once to her side
and in an imploring whisper begged
me to come and see her that a..er
noon, that she would be at home
to no one but me, and had so much
to say to me. I refused point-blank,
and took my leave almost at once, de
termined never voluntarily to come
within range of her appealing eyes
again. Yet, somehow, the very next
day found me on the general’s door
step, asking if his niece were at home.
I was ushered into a dim boudoir,
and, when my eyes became accustomed
to the light, I saw the young lady
sitting beside Lord Sandmouth’s son,
and toying with a bunch of roses that
he had evidently just presented.
“I beg your pardon,” I said, with
a low bow, as the pair started to their
feet. “I think I have made a mis
take; it was yesterday afternoon you
were to have been ‘‘at home” and
alone to me, Miss Stopford, was it
not?”
I went away, wrote immediately to
Mrs. Casey urging her to hasten the
preparations for our marriage. Three
weeks later I returned to Donegal, and
one lovely August morning, without
settlements, trousseau, presents or the
orthodox breakfast, I was married
in the whitewashed parlor where I had
first seen my bride less than three
months before jyith her apron full of
early jotatoes.
The ceremony, was uneventful until
the dbnveyance that was to take us to
the train came lumbering and jolt
ing up .the grassy drive, and Helen
rose to say good-by to her grand
mother.
“You —you will write to me,
let me see ypu granny?”
she said timidly, with a slight break
in H6r vofce.
“Certainly* if you earnestly yish It,
dear child,” answered Mrs. Casey,
• brushing the girl’s cheek with hq/*
bristly chin; “but at the same flmq,
Heleh. I have b&jjg thjnklttg seriously
, over this mgtteistind have to tho
conclusion tltet it
you did not return *to the humble
scene of your childhood, for reasons
you will understand later. Ycfu are
entering into a world of pleasure,
wealth, excitement; I am passing away
here, in solemn undisturbed commun
ion with my Creator. My days are
short on earth, as you know, and I
would rather not have them broken
into by intercourse with a world*l
have forsaken forever. You must not,
gear'child, thflik this decision harsh
or unnatural, 01*1 hat it dieted by
lack of afTection for you. NoTno, fdr
from it; I will bqpr you daily in my 1
thoughts, and pray with all the unc
tion of my soiil that you may be hap
py and prosperous In your new state
of life and worthy in every way of the
estimable gentleman in whose keep
ing I place* you with unbounded con
fidence today."
I low to tiido* a- grtyi smile,
fpr, imW-d. ligve been the
sorriest scam#’ that ever took a wife,
aught the old lady knew td the'
contrary; with- a com
pdsod, ca,lout * tr^tahunve,.
< ‘4lft fo
'*• “So bejij grannyf leVtnlstbQ ggoa
. forever,* then.” . * *
*On th# dflhrsttfff wajttng
to fMtfg her *&vms‘4p(p<4fh<‘r
child a poisy emurecet
lumbered down the.* hill liter ■shrill*
1 mingled the of
hobnailed heels and of rips
sticking *the back* of the CTHTIige,
0
When it was'*ver I wlthflr<*V'my
h, hands from wy #urs and HaTtf 1 to my
9 wile, who wj#b locking o? tho.wln
-4 -t ‘‘Well, Hefrit* how do *ou fee*? It
wapfAot fcfieh & t#rriWT<f‘ buslneai after
■ all, was < •
* , . ——* •
*CttAPTBR VIII.
She turned round. I saw that b#r
4
eyes were gleaming, her cheeks
ing. *
“You heard her, you saw her?” she
cried bitterly. “She was so glad to
get rid of me, she could not bear tho
idea of looking upon me again—sho,
my mother’s mother, with whom I
have lived all my life. What Is thero
In me, I wonder, that makes me such
an unbearable burden to every one?
When I had the fever years ago, sho
—she prayed that I might die. I wish
I had— l wish I had. NoW, they are
all relieved, overjoyed, that you—you
have been tricked into marrying me
—every one of them, Biddy, Mike, oven
Molly, jvho—who I thought cared a
little for me. Oh. I —”
“She does care for you,” I broke in
soothingly. “And so do I, Helen —
you know that well. Why else should
I have married you?”
“I don’t know —I don’t know.” she
answered wildly. “You had some good
reason, I feel; and, though you fancy
you care a little for me now, it will
wear away, and you will long to get
rid of me like the rest. I wish I
had never met you. I wish I had
never been born—there’s no one cares
for me in the world hut little Jim and
he has no sense—my little Jim, whom
I —l am never to see again, though
you promised, Mr. Dennys, that he and
I were never to be parted—you—did—
you know you did!”
“My dear, why did you not bring i
him with you? You know I would
not have objected. Let us turn back
and get him at once.”
I leaned out to tell the driver to
turn, when I saw the poor little dog.
with his tongue hanging out, covered
with dust, ambling feebly after us.
I picked him up and laid him in his
mistress’ arms, and left them for a
time to whisper their grievances
to one another. Presently Helen
touched me gently, and I saw the :
storm had gone out of her face. She
said wistfully—
“l’m sorry I said what I did, Mr.
Dennys. Will you forgive me, please,
and —and try to be kind to poor little
Jim and me?” When I had made the
most suitable answer I could think of
she added: “When —when —you ore
really tired of us you will let us
know, and we’ll go away quietly and
never trouble you again.”
We remained abroad for five months,
for I was anxious to rub off the sur
face-coat of my wife’s rusticity before
bringing her under the critical eyes
of my friends.
I must say the undertaking was not
a painful nr tedious one by any
means. Somehow the lace ruffles and
bangles fitted her little brown wrists
more naturally than I imagined. She
learned quickly and aptly, and, much
to my surprise, showed an inflate
capability of discerning worth and
beauty in the higher branches of art
which culture had failed to awaken
in me. In a picture gallery she would
instinctively go to the best picture,
stand entranced before canvases from
which my eye and, indeed, the average
eye of our fellow-travelers would
turn away in dull weariness,
She was very observant and mteil
gent, never required to be
twice, and in a very short time of
wedded intimacy learned to read the
meaning of every light and shade that
crossed my common-place counte
nance, the very thoughts of my heart
—in a manner that startled me at
first, until I came to accept it as un
ordinary accomplishment, not without
its advantages to one of my torpid
temperament. The thing I hackeen
longing lazily for I
how at my elbow
entered the room. I would
wish said would from
her lips, the
her friends at the week!
(To be Continued.)
MOUSE NEST IN HER COLLAR.
JlilurlvWiiHiifnfcr Chiihus l.xclteinem lit
u Street £ar.
One mouse is generally enough to
1 stamped# an assemblage of women,
and tho commotipn atteudqjit upon the
appearance of two or t are# rodents K
of course, increased in proportion.' t
does not matter that the mice may*be
young, ns was shown in a street car
during one of the recent cool after
noons. One of the passengers was an
elderly woman who wore an old-fash
ioned fur cape with an immense bear
skin' collar. Evidently tho cape «had
just been taken from a chest contain
ing motif balls, fof the odor of CEfcse
preventives was powerful. The car
was crowded, principally by wortlen, so
the elderly 4 passenger was compelled to
stand, and as the car Jolted or swum;
around a corner she swayed hangfng
to the strap, sprinkling the glistening
particles of insect destroyer on all who
were neur. At length, tho .ear gave a
particularly bad lurch and something
fell from th# cape Into the lap of a
lady' nearby. Thife som4|h ing, proved
upon close inspection to be a tiny
tnoupt. Following ciosely cpme 'R(v
.•ernl mare, distributed With refnarkaftle
fairness on thh ifear-bjT
over a knlf-minute for fv
waning in .cAr'to grab*!her
fcSKh’tS'.aiA *340 fr-the Hearts. Die over
flow- the Jlutforms.
'rfiefV scrertKfWWWlM the oouductor,
wbotajrfd in-and threw the-little mico
otu or?-the street, j. Mean while Ahe in
nocent cause tifNfll Tills trouble.cqipily
unfastened fiofUi upo and shook*out tho
remains o( a neHt, which been
*4pugly by some ryotherbMiouse
in thoMong fdif* The uwn<y af tho
thoif sealed, herself as calmly as
■you please and the other women fin. lly
subsided. * “*
All spates Apllect tpxes frorq£jp 1 q*
uor traffic. t9< ; «ip Gjdjfornlq# where it
all goes to the comKiea and muni l
palitlgfl. »V f - _
IN A TOUGH TOWN.
BONEY WALKER INSISTED ON
PLEADING GUILT^
An Incident In New Mexico —The Justice
of U>e Peace Wan Deeply Interested
In the Case and the Intelligent Jury
Acted Accordingly*
Dayton was a tough town. They
were working on the railroad—the
railroad that never was finished. If
they had finished that railroad Dayton
would have been a metropolis today—
according to the Dayton belief, says the
Argonaut. Boney Walker, a grader,
was up before the justice of the peace,
charged with assault with intent to
kill. There was no other kind of as
sault in Dayton in those days. It was
not such a very serious charge, either,
but there were circumstances connect
ed with this particular case which
made it a matter of interest to the
whole community. In the first place,
no one except a tenderfoot would
ever have brought such a charge
against a reputable citizen. There
were other ways of settling matters
of dispute which custom had made the
rule, and the people of Dayton dislik
ed to see such a radical change. Joe
Perry, the tenderfoot who brought the
charge, had been working for Walker
for several months, and had never
been able to draw a cent of the wages
due him. Not only that, but he had
loaned Walker nearly every cent he
had In the world, and the outlook
ahead of him was mighty blue. He had
lived on frijoles and wormy bacon and
slept on the ground when he was out
on the grade, and camped in the cor
ral when he was in town. And all
the time he had been writing back east
to his folks, telling them that he liked
the West—it was such a free and easy
life, and the people were so hospitable
and easy to get along with and his
health was better. It was all a bluff,
of course. Walker was standing in
front of the postoffice one day when
Perry came out with a letter in his
hand and a suspicious moisture in his
eyes. The letter was from home. His
mother was not as well as usual, the
letter said, and things were not going
as smoothly as they might. It wound
up by asking if he could not send a
few dollars, as money was badly need
ed to buy her the little comforts that
a sick person wants. Perry plucked
up courage, and, approaching Walker,
asked him for some money. Walker
pulled his revolver and struck the
rash young man a vicious blow on the
head; that was his reply—a character
istic one, indeed. It was, in fact, such
a natural thing for Walker to do that
the people of Dayton were surprised
greatly to learn that a warrant had
been issued even. It must be under
stood that Walker had a big contract
with the railroad company and was
in debt to everybody in the town. If
he could keep going until the bonds
were sold in the East he and his cred
itors both stood a chance to get their
money. To ask him for money now
was, of course, an insult. What else
could it be? But perhaps the tenderfoot
didn t know that. Justice of the Peace
Smith was not only one of Walker s
heaviest creditors, but he was on his
bona also. Walker wouldn’t listen to
reason at all. He was guilty, he in
sisted. and glad of it. Even when he
was quite sober, early in the morning,
he was defiant, and stoutly maintained
that he would have to plead guilty.
So Justice of the Peace Smith took
him off to one side and talked to him.
“Look here. Boney,” he said, “don’t
throw us all down like this. Suppose
I have to send you up; where are we
going to get out? You’ll lose the con
tract and we’ll lose our money. Never
mind your reputation, stand by your
friends.”
But Boney was obstinate and still
insisted that he was obliged to plead
guilty.
For the better accommodation of the
jury and the rest of Walker's creditors
court was held in the old warehouse
between the cabinet and the brewery.
The judge read the charge with a tinge
of sarcasm in h»3 voice. The defend
ant waived counsel and the trial pro
ceeded.
“Guilty or not guilty?” asked the
court.
The prisoner jumped to his feet.
“Guilty!” ho shouted. "And I’m sorry
I didn’t—”
The court interrupted him. “The
prisoner pleads not guilty,” the court
said, in blandest tones, not looking at
the prisoner, however. "The jury is
instructed to bring in a verdict in ac
cordance with this evidence.”
The prisoner sat speechless for a
brief time. He was overcome with vio
lent emotion.
“You’re u liar!” he shouted, getting
upon his feet ut last. “I said guilty!”
The court was entirely unmoved.
Doubtless it was prepared for some
such outbreak upon the part of the
prisoner. "The Jury will now retire
and prepare its verdict,” the justice
said, calmly.
In the poker-room in the rear of
the cabinet the Jury deliberated over
its verdict. The expense was borne
by the court, who hud uccorapan.led
the Jury there.
Amid an Impressive silence, so deep
that the rattle of the dice In the cab
inet, whore the Fronchles were shak
ing, could be distinctly heard, the Jury
took their places agnin.
“Gentlemen, have you a verdict?”
calmly asked the court, as he resumed
his chair, raised above the others by
the aid of two soapboxes.
“Wo have,” responded Big Casey,
the foremnn.
“Read it!” commanded the court, as
suming an expectunt air, calculated
to dispel any suspicion that the court
Itself might have been the real author
of the document.
Big Casey rend the verdict. It wus
as follows; “The jury finds that the
prisoner is such a fearful liar that we
cannot believe him under oath. It ac
cordingly finds him not guilty.”
The court then solemnly discharged
the twelve creditors of the prisoner
from further duty, and the incident
was closed.
HAWAIIAN TRADE.
How a Great Exchange of Goods Has
Been Created in Three Decade*.
The Hawaiian Star says: The keels
of steamers are beginning to plow the
Pacific in all directions. Thirty years
ago there was one wretched little
steamer running between the islands
and San Francisco. She used to take
ten or twelve days on the voyage and
lie here a week to allow people time
to wake up and write their letters.
Now we have two lines to the orient,
two to the colonies, Vancouver has
the Empress line to the far East, and
yet another is to be added to run di
rect from that port to Vladivostock and
tap the trans-Siberian railroad. It is
well sometimes to look back and see
what has been accomplished. The
growth of trans-Paciflc trade, which
has been enormous in the last few
years, is only a forerunner of what
it will be in the future. Instead of a
dozen steamers a month, there will in
time be a dozen steamers a day calling
at the islands.
WHY COFFEE IS BAD.
Among the chief adulterations of
coffee is that with chickory, which can
be detected by throwing the ground
coffee into cold water, when the
chickory will sink rapidly and
color the water; the ground cof
fee floats, imparting no color. A bogus
coffee imported from Germany shows
the structure of genuine coffee, but
the fat globules which are always abun
dant in pure coffee and ether extract,
which is 14 per cent in pure coffee, was
less than 1 per cent. It was evident
that this coffee has been treated for
the manufacture of coffee extract,
after which the grains were roasted a
second time with the addition of a
little sugar to cover the berries with
a deceptive glazing. The dark color
of the beans was due to the second
roasting.
Roasted imitation coffee may usual
ly be very easily detected. As a rule
genuine roasted coffee will float on
water and the artificial article will
sink.
West Indian coffee is for the most
part eveu-sized, pale and yellowish,
pure and heavy, with a fine aroma,
and loses little in w’eight by roasting.
The Brazil coffee is larger, less solid
and greenish or white, while the Java
coffee is smaller, slightly elongated,
pale in color, deficient in aroma and
essential oil, and light. Ceylon pro
duces coffee of all descriptions, but
the ordinary-shaped coffee is even-col
ored, slightly canoe-shaped, strong in
aroma and flavor, of considerable grav
ity. Mocha is small and dark in color.
It is stated that East Indian coffees are
sometimes shipped to Arabia and ex
ported from that country as genuine
Mocha coffee. The Rio coffees form a
very large proportion of the coffees
consumed In the United States. Its
bean is smaller than the Java and
nearly the size of the Mocha.
Santos coffees are converted into Ja
va by being decolorized with lime
water, washed, rapidly dried and col
ored by a slight roasting or by means
of azo-orange. The weight lost is re
gained by steaming and then coating
the beans with glycerine, palm oil or
vaseline to prevent evaporation.
It Is not an uncommon practice to
treat inferior or damaged coffee by
some process for the purpose of an im
itation of superior grades. Java seems
to be the brand to have been especial
ly subject to this treatment, or, rather,
other coffees are colored in imitation
of Java. South American coffees are
often exposed to a high moist heat
which changes their color from green
to brown, thus forming Imitation
Java.
Tin Ore.
The area of the ore fielus of tin has
recently been examined. The extent
Is surprisingly small. To show this
the area may be compared with that
of the gold fields of the world. The
latter are over 130 times the extent of
the tin fields. The great source Is In
the East Indies, the Straits settlements.
The Cornish tin mine in England,
while very much smaller than the
Straits or Bunea mines, occupy a very
Important place. It would seem ns if
the rapid reduction in the price of alu
minium might go to diminish the need
for tin in the near future.
How the Czar Is Disarming.
Burlington Hawkeye: ’llio czar’s
project for universal disarmament goes
bravely oil. The Russian government
has ordered the construction of twenty
three torpedo-boat destroyers of the
type of the Sokol, which is of nickel
steel and aluminium, having i!4O tons
displacement and a speed of 30.3
knots.
Victory.
“How did young Harduppo ever suc
ceed in winning old Rockinghum’s con
sent to marry his daughter? The
crusty old kermudgeon hns driven
away a dozen better fellows.”
"I henr that llurduppe took the old
man’s wheel apart, cleaned it, and
stored it away for the winter.”
The Funny Pupil.
Teacher—Can you tell mo the cause
of the daybreak? Smart Pupil—l fan
cy it’s caused by the night fall,—Fun
ny Cuts.
Rheumatism
la caused by acid in the blood. Hood's
Sarsaparilla neutralizes this acid and cures M
the aches and pains. Do not suffer any ■
longer when a remedy is at hand. Take
the great medicine which has cured so many
others, and you may confidently expect it
will give you the relief you so much desire.
Hood's parilla
Is America’s Greatest Medicine. Price $l.
Prepared by C. I. Hood & Co., Lowell, Mass.
Hood'S Pills <'ure sick headache. 25 cents.
International Council of Women.
The arrangements for the interna
tional congress of women to be held In
London next June arc approaching
completion. It Is hoped that this con
ference will boa most striking success,
and that it will do the cause of women
throughout the world much good. The
English council Is anxious to give first
place to the foreign delegates, and es
pecially counts upon the American
councils, as the United States admit
tedly leads the world in this direction. 1
Lady Aberdeen, as president of
council, will undertake arrangements
for a great arbitration meeting. An
other discussion that js likely to prove
attractive will be upon the drama as a
profession. A good debate from vari
ous points of view is expected.
A catalogue of fi()0 prizes, suitable to
every taste and condition, mailed on
inquiry. Prizes given for saving Dia- j
mond “C” Soap wrappers. Address I
Cudahy Soap Works, South Omaha, "
Nebraska.
A new bridge costing $1,000,000 has
just, been built across the Rhine at
Bonn.
"Mv.pslns called up his first wife at the
soancf last nlcht. and what do you think
he said to her?" “Goodness knows." “He
told her he wished she would Rive his sec
ond wife her recipe for mincemeat.”
THE EXCELLENCE OF SYRUP OF FIGS
is due not only to the originality and
simplicity of the combination, but also
to the care and skill with which it is
manufactured by scientific processes
known to the California Fiq Syrup
Co. only, and we wish to impress upon
all the importance of purchasing the
true and original remedy. As the
genuine Syrup of Figs is manufactured
by the California Fig Syrup Co.
only, a knowledge of that fact will
assist one in avoiding the worthless
imitations manufactured by other par
ties. The high standing of the Cali
fornia Fig Syrup Co. with the medi
cal profession, and the satisfaction
which the genuine Syrup of Figs has
given to millions of families, makes
the name of the Company a guaranty
of the excellence of its remedy. It is
far in advance of all other laxatives,
as it acts on the kidneys, liver and
bowels without irritating or weaken
ing them, and it does not gripe nor
nauseate. In order to get its beneficial
effects, please remember the name of
the Company
CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP CO.
SAN FRANCISCO. Cal.
Louisville. k t . new fork. h.t.
Denver Directory.
HE DENVER TENtI
■r// and awning Co. I
WptXTrnfofJkSM PROCTER'S patent ore sacks I
jfll(>4() Ariipulioe Street.!
SEALS,RUBBER STAMPS
W'jrka A M fg. Co.. IblS Lnnrouoe St. l\ o. Box It
OXFORD HOTEL Depot. Strictly First
CliiHtt. Popular Prices. KAPPLER A MORSE.
INTER-OCEAN HOTEL
pcuupl&u. ftUc, 75c mul U per day. Geo. N. Stein, Prop
BROWN PALACE HOTEI,
European and American plans, ll..‘Aland S 3 and up.
Cintl ITV QAVIMPQ Association. Denver
MUILIIT OAvINUO Hulmerlbod Capital
f. >,(NX). iMI Pays I tod per id. on deposits. Send for rule.
THE BANCROFT BOOK CO,
Successor to Tho Chain A Hardy Co.. ||2fl-28 Ittthßt
DUHTn Buttons. 40 Stylos. Agents muko 130 per
mUIU cent. Send 10c for sample. Catalogue free
Davis Photo Stock Co., Western Jobm. 1720 Lawrence
Woodworth-Wallace mm
COMMERCIAL AND SHORTHAND.
Send for Catalogues, 1739 Champa, Denver
TtinoiAfritorc all •»*><*** «:> up. supplies
I vUuWI I lulu!.''' L,HtH Denver
9 Typewriter Exchange, 103a
Chiunpa St. Gen. Aff’tH llllckciiHilerfer Vlaibln
u I It in-, weight six pounds, fcin.UO. Beut on trial,
PIANOS, ORGANS ,!|
CAMPIIKLL .MI,'SIC CO., loth and California Min.
The J. H. Montgomery Mach. Co.
1320-30 CURTIS ST. DENVER, COLO.
•Hollers’, tUamtwo Ills and
Urn Par*. Ganelina En
gine Ilelntars. six to fltty
lint -,. power. Jigs, Chilian
Mill". Hcreenn. Cornish
ItollMsmi Hand Tlolntn.
Mend for our ‘4ll-pagV
Illustrated (,'utulogue.
WE ALSO lUNDLE TIIK LARGEST STOCK OF
SECOND-HAND MACIIINEBY IN TIIE WEST.
OVER 2600 GENUINE SNAPS.
153 In time. Sold Ity drtmwlntn. HI

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