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TAZEWELL CO. DIRECTORY.
j Circuit Court.
Rdf* rt C. Jackson,judge; H. BaneHar
nian, derk. Terms of court?1st Monday
|n April, 4tli Monday in August and 1st
Monday in December.
County Court.
J. H. Stuart, judge; T. B. George, clerk.
Terms of court?Tuesday after 3d Monday
in each month.
Officers.
Jno. T. Barn*?.Com'th. Attv.
Jno. W. Crockett.Sheriff.
James Bandy,.Deputy Sheriff.
lt. K. Gillespie,.Treasurer.
H. p. Brittain and
H. Q. McCall.Deputies.
R. S. William?,.County Surveyor,
Address, Pounding Mill, Va.
P. H. Williams,.County Supt. Schools,
Address, Snapps, Va.
THE CHURCHES.
Methodist Episcopal Church South.
Public worship of Cod on the 1st and
3rd Sundavsat 11 A. M., on the 2nd and
4th at 7:30* P. M.
Meeting for prayer, Wednesday at 7:30
P. M. Sabbath School at 0:30 A. M.
Meeting of Epworth League each Sun?
day at 3 ]>. in., the third Monday
night of each raontn being devoted to
literary work.
A most cordial welcome is extended to all
J. S. French, Pastor.
Christtan Church.
Preaching 1st and 3rd Sundays at 7 p.
m. and 2nd and 4th Sundays at IIa. m
Prayer meeting Saturday night at 7
o'clock. Sunday school everv Sunday^at
9:30 a. m.
Philip Johnson, Pastor.
Ltd heran Church.
Services at the Lutheran church at North
Tazewell every 1st and 3d Sunday at 11a.
ra.
SECRET ORDERS.
XCLINCH VALLEY
COM-M?NDERT, NO. 20,
KNIGHTS TEMPLAR
Meets fourth Friday in each month.
JAMES O'KEEFFE, E. C.
V G. YOUNG, Recorder.
O'KEEFFE ROYAL
ARCH CHAPTER
NO. 26.
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month.
O. G. Empschwilj.er, H. P.
W. G. YOUNG,
Secretary.
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^^/\ Meets the third Monday in each
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. G. YOUNG, Sec'y.
TAZEWELL TABERNACLE, PILGRIM
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W. G. YOUNG, Sec'y.
BLUEGRASS LODGE, NO. 142,1.O.O.F.
Meets every Tuesday night. Ix>dge
room over PobsVs store.
^ W.B. F. White, N.G.
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M. j. Hankish, Sec'y.
TAZEWELL EN?
CAMPMENT, No. 17,
F. O. 0. F., meets ev?
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A. S. HlGGINIiOTHAM,
A. W. LANDON, P. C. P. Scribe.
LAWYERS.
Aj. &?. d.may, Attorneys at law, Taze
wcll^Va. Practice in the courts of Tazewell
county and in the Court of Appeals at Wytheville,
Va. Particular attention paid to the collection ol
claims.
BARNS ,t BAUNS, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Taze
welt, V?, Practice in the courts of Taxcwell
county, Court of Appeals at Wytheville aud Uie
Federal courts at Abingdon. C. J. Barns, John T.
Burns.
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LAW, Tazewell, Va. PracUcetu all the courts
of Tazewell county and Court of Appeals at
Wytheville. J. W. Chapman, A. P. GUlospie.
Fi'iV> V & COCLLING, ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Ta/fiveJI, Va. Practice in the courts of Taze?
well county. S. m. B. Couling will continue his
practice in all the. courts of Buchanan county. J.
ft Fulton, Wytheville, Va. a M. B. Couling,
Tazewell, Va.
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Va. Prsvwtt! n the courts of Tazewell and ad
olnicg counties. Otnoe?Stras building. Edgar
L. Greover. Barns Gillespie.
Geo. W. ST. CLAIR, ATTORNEY AT LAW
Tazewell. Va. Practices in the courts of Taze
wall and adjoining counties and in the Supreme
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tention paid to th? collection ot claims. Office?
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well comity and the Court of Appeals at Wythe?
ville. Collecting a specialty.
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TV.<mveH, Va. Will praotlce in the courts of
rasuwoli and adjoining counties. Particular at?
tention paid to the collection of claims. Office in
Stras building.
WD. SPRATT, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Rich
i lands, Va. Practices In the courts of Taze?
well and adjoining counties. Prompt attention
p4iU to tbc collection of claims.
JBL STUART. ATTORNEY AT LAW, Ts: ?.veil,
? Va. Land titles in McDowell and Logan coun?
ties. West Virginia, a specialty. Office in Stras
ouilding.
HENRY & GRAHAM, LAWYERS, Tazewell, Va.
Otlice in building near Court House. R. E.
Henry. S. C. Graham. B. W. Stras.
MRS. R.J.LEWIS,
Fashionable Millinerand Dress?
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?Vest Main Street, - Tazewell, Va
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T. C. BOWEN,
Attorney-at-Law,
TAZEWELL. VIRGINIA.
Qfhce west end of Courthouse yard.
fin Experiment <*
W
HEN I dropped Into Clarissa's
studio on that eventful morrdng,
1 did not expect anything very event?
ful to happen; much less was I con?
scious of the fact that I was going to
join a conspiracy ? a deliberately,
thought-out plot directed against the
future of my nil-important self, and
hatched by Clarissa herself.
During the five years that we hnd
been "comrades of the brush" nothing
had occurred to mar our friendship,
and we criticised each other's daubs
r'te frankly and fearlessly; It is true
t Clarissa had been a bit-funny late?
ly, but that was partly my own fault. :
For ehe had made a study of a girl's i
head for which I had a sneaking nd- |
miration, and it seemed to particularly
annoy heT that I always turned to that
canvas. Thie morning I felt mischiev?
ous, and stopped there longer than
usual.
"George!" I did not hear. "George!"
(crescendo.) No answer. "George!"
(fortissimo.)
"Did you epeak?" said I, looking
startled. Clarissa stamped her little
foot.
"I shall put that picture away alto?
gether if you come here mooning like
this, and won't talk to me; what an im?
pressionable fellow you are!"
"Hoity-toity!" I said. "And pray,
miss, why am I so impressionable ?"
"Well?(a pause)?you seem to be
struck with every pretty face you
see?*
"A man's privilege," I interrupted.
"?and?and with every sentimental
tale you hear?"
"A sign of my good nature," I said.
"?and I do believe, if we hnd not
been chums for so long, that I could
make you fall in love with me now if
I liked to try."
I immediately became cautious.
"You have a very pretty face, Clarissa,"
I said, "and I have no doubt that I
should have fallen in love with you
when we first met if you had only told
me a sentimental tale!"
"Now, George" (impatiently), "let us
be serious; are your feelings for me
really so cold that you would not mind
If I flirted with Mr. Jones for a whole
evening?"
"Ten million Joneses would not move
me," I answered.
"If that is the case," said Clarissa,
firmly, "we will try an experiment. Let
us drop our platonic friendship for a
time, and I will see if I cannot arouse in
you the green-eyed monster."
"It's quite impossible," I said. "I
know all your faults, and you would not
have the ghost of a chance."
"Really, George, you underrate ray
powerB. You do not imagine that I am
serious, and you are so conceited that
you think j-ou are impervious. How?
ever, I will see If I cannot succeed."
"Clarissa, this Is foolishness; it will
break up all our camaraderie. Besides
(a happy thought), you know you
might fall in love with me,"
"There!" exclaimed Clarissa, olap
plng her hands?-"didn't I say you were
conceited? The idea is absurd!"
"Absurd?" I sneered; "very well, I
will accept your challenge, but mind
you, Clarissa, I can flirt desperately,
and if I am making an Impression on
you, I will propose. What will happen
then?"
"Then? Oh, nothing at all; we shall
iu?t take Funch's advice and won't.
But, of course, you will never screw
your courage up to that point."
"Done with you!" I cried; "and you
will have to keep pretty wide-awake,
because I shall reserve the liberty of
flirting with other girls."
"Pooh! I shan't care. Now, George,
please go, and give me time to think it
over. We will commence our experi?
ment to-morrow."
As I went I chuckled to myself j what
a time I would have! I would make
Clarissa jealous and beat her at her own
game.
Next day I called at Clarissa's house,
eager for the fray.
"Out? Didn't she think I was com?
ing?"
"Oh, yes!" they said, "she expected
you, but left word that she was obliged
to go out."
"Where ha? she gone to?"
They did not know. Oh, well, I am
sure I didn't care one Uttle bit Happy
thought! I would stroll down the High
street and see if I could not meet any
other girls I knew and perhaps Clarissa
might see me.
Sauntering along, I soon met Mabel
Carr nnd we went into the confection?
er's to have ices. Who should be sitting
there at a small table but Clarissa?
with Jones!
Clarissa nodded to me, smiled, and
went on talking. I got the wrong ice for
Mabel Carr, and brought her a ham
sandwich instead of a wafer, and she
said I was awfully slow that afternoon.
Clarissa and Jones sat us out, and
Jones had such a particularly smug
look on his face as we left the shop that
I could have gone back and punched
his head.
The next day being Sunday, I went to
church?because I saw Clarissa going.
I tried to catch her eye during service,
but she only' looked my way once, and
then dropped her eyes and blushed.
Oha! thought I, we are getting on.
But when the sermon began I found
that Jones was sitting behind me.
Hang Jones!
Monday afternoon Clarissa's people
were "at home." but I only got a few
words with her.
"Clarissa," I said, "I call it a beastly
shame the way?"
"Now, George, I do not mind your
being with Miss Carr."
"I -was not thinking of Jones," said I.
hastily.
"Well, I have no time to talk now;
iesldes we mu^t not be sean too much
together. Do get some tea,** and off she
! tripped.
Not be seen too much tog?? thought
I I. Hang- it! Clarissa is mean. How
i can I press my suit if she will not give
me an opportunity?
I quite saw how it was. I must nob
give Clarissa any advantage, but must
carry the war into the enemy's country.
Next day I wrote her a long letter,
in which I dwelt on her unkindness in
keeping away from me. I laid on the
sentiment with a tar brush, and paint?
ed myself as a lonely and morbid man
who wanted a woman's sympathy.
How was I to moke her love me, as ar?
ranged, if she would not give me the
opportunity? i implored an interview.
As I was awaiting an answer by
every post, I did not go to see her, but
no answer came. After three c\ajB I
Went round in the evening, but had not
the opurage to knock; d4plomatio rela?
tions seemed to be on a delicate foot?
ing, and after all, I argued, it would be
rude to call before she answered my
note, However, I*thoug-ht of another
plan as I saw the parlor maid returning
from the letter box. She was a good
6ort, and I could trust her.
"Alice!" J said,?puttipg my han?
carelessly into my waistcoat pocket?
i'can I trust you?" Receivinjr a. Qujcjc
amrmative 1 continued: "Tell Mta
Clarissa that you saw me wandering
about outside, looking very troubled
Never mind why," and, slipping & half
sovereign into her hand, I turned to go
when I saw the shadow of Jones'profll?
on the blind. I made a strateg'o move?
ment to the rear.
Next day I did receive a little note,
asking me to meet the writer In the
park that afternoon at a certain seat,
Ahai would I not Berve her out? 1
would not turn up! But thoughts ol
Jones rose up, and so I agreed to my?
self that second thoughts were best. I
met Clarissa, but her manner was most
exasperating. Sho would never let nis
get on to serious or sentimental topics
with her, and Jones' name I dared not
mention for fear of being acoused of
being Jealous?although I really was
not the least bit so. On tho whole, our
meeting, which she soon cut short, was
to me extremely unsatisfactory.
And in this manner we played for six
weeks or so. Our meotings were few
and short, for Clarissa always had an
after engagement, and if I called at the
house she was out, engaged or talked
mostly to other people. She had also
got another girl to share her studio.
She was always very offish with me, but
at length I began to think that this was
one of the female symptoms of affec?
tion?at least, I had read so somewhere.
Undoubtedly, therefore, I must be mak?
ing an Impression on her, but still the
outward feeling of being kept nt arm's
length was not satisfjdng to me.
Gradually, fight against it as I would.
1 began to get tired of the game.
I was sick of the whole thing, and
no longer thought about the impression
I could make on Clarissa. I there/ore
stood it just for six weeks, and then?
and only because I knew that Clarissa
would hold me to If?I determined to
make a fool of myself and propose as
per contract. It all seemed very ridic?
ulous, but still no harm would be done,
ns I was, of course, still fancy free, and
she?oh, well, even if sho did care a bit,
It was her fault for suggesting the ex?
periment. Without more ado I seined
my hat and rushed round to ClariBso's
house, but my ardor soon cooled as I
got nearer; I felt like going to the
dentist, and when I arrived at the house
1 was half Inclined to retrace my steps.
Remembering, however, that faint
heart never won fair lady, I braced' my
nerves with an effort and knocked.
What happened during the next few
moments, when I was face to face with
Clarissa, I Bhall never quite remember,
but I know that Clarissa laughed, and
that I put up my hand to feel if my tie
was at the back of my neck.
I began my tale in a half-hearted
manner enough, Clarissa looking hall
amused and half scared, but her ap?
parent Indifference made ;ne mad and
goaded me on to say perhapo more than
I had intended. Besides, I r,ow seemed
to be inspired in some mysterious way.
and I am sure no real lover could have
wound up with a more impassioned ap?
peal.
At length I had finished. She had
dropped her eyes and turned away so
that I could not see her face. I thought
no more about vague experiments now,
but had a sense of delightful reality.
Madly I seized her hands?her silence
must impl}- consent?I drew her toward
me to kiss her?when she suddenly
jumped away and laughingly cried:
"No, George, you must not do that.
You have gone quite far enough, and
now vc will be friends again. You have
acted your part splendidly!"
Acted my part splendidly! I was
crushed. I saw 6he had been making
a fool of me.
"Oh, of course, I was only pretend?
ing," I said, bitterly, and then, losing
my temper, "but I think you have be?
haved disgracefully, Clarissa, in the
way you have fooled me and carried on
with that fellow Jones. I wish yor.
good afternoon!" and T walked quickly
toward the door.
"George!" Her voice 6tartled me and
I looked around.
A few minutes afterward I said:
"Clarissa, shall we take Punch's ad?
vice?"
"No, dear," she whispered.
"And about Jones?"
"Ohl he has been engaged to Mise
Carr for three weeks."
We were seated^ln a carriage, and 1
was engaged in instrRO*.ing the coach?
man to remove a white satin slipper
from the roof.
"George, you do care for me?"
"Yes, dearest, but I made you care
for me during our sham courtship."
"No, George, I loved you before, but
you would not see it."
I put my head out of the window and
quietly whispered "Hang!"
"What are you doing?" asked Claris?
sa.
"Shaking some rice out of my collar
!?>ar."?Chicago Herald.
[EDNA'S SURPRISE
tBy Emma A. Opper.
?Copyright, 1891.
MRS. LARRABEE'S neighbor had
come over through the snow, os?
tensibly to bring a dish of preserves,
but as a matter of fact to ask how Ed?
na Lester was getting along. Edna's
father was Mrs. Larrabee's distant
cousin, and when he had gone abroad
on business which would keep him a
year he had left his young daughter
with Mrs. Larrabee, whose pleasant
home was on the west bank of Silver
lake. The lake had been a shining blue
in October, when Edna had come; now,
in the heart of a snapping cold winter,
it was a white field of ice.
"Weih" said Mrs. Larrabee, "Edna's
all right. She's a nice girl, and good
company for me, and I'm glad to have
her l?ere."
"But the boys," said Mrs. Larrabee,
"Gilbert and Sid?they don't seem to
take to her as I'd like to see 'em, not
quite. You see, they're not used to
girlfe, and they don't make 60 much of
Edna as I wish they would. They go
on with their plans and doings and
leave her out of 'em. They have se?
crets, and won't let her into 'em. They
have a sign for every secret, Tbey
cross their limbs, that's one of their
signs, and Edna does want to know
that secret the worst way; but they
won't tell her." Mrs. Larrabee laughed
in comic despair.
Edna was at the sitting-room win?
dow. Presently, looking up, she saw
Gilbert and Syd going out at the gate.
Edna caught her breath. She went
out to Mrs. Larrabee, whose caller had
departed. "They've gone," said she.
"They've gone down to the Corletts',
and they didn't wait for me."
"Now they haven't!" Mrs. Larrabee
ejaculated, with real concern,
"I want-ed to go," said Edna. "Mrs.
Corlett asked me to come when the
boys did. She invited me just as much
as she did them."
"I know she did," said Mrs. Larra?
bee. "Those boysi They'll have to
have a talking to. I suppose they
thought, seeing there are no girls ai
the Corletts', only J^pe, that yoti didn't
care much about going.
"It's a shame. Put on your things
and go right ?long; you'll catch
wiiii mein."
"No. I guess," eald Edna, forlornly,
^ her Hp trembling, "I'll go outdoors a
' little while." And Bhe put on her jacket
and hood, her mittens and her rubber
? boots, and went out.
Outside In the nipping air her
wounded feelings changed by degrees
to warm and increasing indignation.
[ They were perfectly meant They
knew Mra. Corlett had invited her to
I come with them, and they knew she
i wanted to go. They kept her out of
everything purposely. Of course, she
didn't expect to know their secrets?
not if they wouldn't t?ll her; though
there were one or two, notably the one
whose sign was crossed thumbs, that
she did want to know dreadfully. But
when it came to their going off to the
Corletts' without her, just leaving her
out and torgetting her?that was too
much.
"It's?it's outlandish!" 6aid Edna,
that being her strongest word.
She .went across the road, through
a frozen field and down the path to tho
lake. There was nothing to see but the
bleak stretch of the ice-bound sheet,
four good miles in length. The boys'
iceboat lay moored there, a home?
made, small affair, but highly satis?
factory to Syd and Gilbert. That was
one thing that they hadn't been quite
so mean about?they had taken Edna
lceboating several times, and she en?
joyed it hugely.
Edna walked out to It. Standing
there, her eyes widened of a sudden
and her lips parted. Two thoughts
were in her head. One, that though
she hadn't exactly sailed that iceboat
herself, she was pretty sure she knew
how. And the other, that the boys
had meanly left herathome?and what
fun, ah! what fun it would be to sail
down the lake, to go down on the boat
alone and get to the Corletts' before
they did! To see thgm come in gaping
and 6taring at her. To score the double
triumph of sailing the iceboat and of
getting to Mrs. Corlett's in spite of
them, before they should get there.
There was a good breeze from the
right direction. Why hadn't they gone
on the boat themselves? Edna won?
dered, but not keenly. She brimmed
with eagerness. -She untied the boat
and turned it.
Yes, she felt sure she knew all about
it. Or, if not quite all, enough to make
the three miles down the lake safely.
The two small sails were already
spread, with a reef in the mainsail, and
nlready the little craft moved, as If in
a hurry for a start. Edna took her
place on it, leaned on her elbow and
grasped the rudder just as the boys did.
And she was off.
She pointed out from the shore a
little, then drove straight down the
lake. Certainly she could do it; the
boat answered to her every turn of the
rudder. It was easy enough. It was
splendid! She heard the swift rush
of the "shoes" over the smooth ice.
Glancing towards the shore, she knew
by a certain bend that she had sailed
half a mile. The road to the Corletts'
followed the lake, and anywhere be?
yond that bend the boys, if they should
look townrds the lake, would see her.
The fact added distinctly to her satis?
faction.
She was going too fast, though. The
wind whistled around her ears, and it
was like great strong hands pushing
against the sails. The boat's speed
grew with every moment; It was fair?
ly spinning. There before her was a
rock rising from the ice; Edna gave
a gasp of dismay, twisting the rudder;
and when she was safe past it sbe
was still inwardly gasping. For how
fearfully fast she was going! And she
didn't know how to help it at all.
She knew how the boys could "run
her into the wind" when they wanted
to stop; but in the same breath she re?
membered how once, in turning, the
wind had lifted the boat off the hind
runners and slewed her around on the
fore runners, and how narrowly they
had escaped being swept clean off.
She dared not try It.
If she could tie up the seile?but she
did not venture to get to her feet; she
was afraid the wind would take her
off them. And the fact was that she
did not know what to do to the sails,
anyhow. She did not understand them.
And meanwhile the Ice boat flew fast
and faster. It whizzed. Not for a
minute did Edna confess to herself
that her courage was oozing; but she
looked ahead, down the white stretch
of ice, and her heart beat with great
jumps. What if she couldn't stop at
all? In that case, first or last, she
should smash into something?and
then?.
She wished she had not touched the
boat; she might have known she
wouldn't do it. The wind seemed to
roar in her ears; the runners, in their
Increased speed, had taken on & sort
of screech. It was* dreadful.
What was that zigzag dark line
ahead? A crack. Not a big one. Not
so big, she thought, but that the boat
wo\ild slide over it?.
There was a 6udden crash, a lurch.
Edna felt her hand jerked from tho
Tudder, the breath jerked from her
body, and for a bewilderd moment
she half believed her head had been
jerked off her shoulders. She felt her?
self thrown with a mighty strength,
which carried her along the ioe at
swift speed for several rods.
She had a confused fear that she
should never stop; but at last she did,
and she slowly sat up. Her first con?
viction was that all her bones were
broken; her next, that certainly tho
side of her on which she had slidden
was sore. And her third, that down
the distant bank were two figure? com?
ing on a run?Gilbert and Syd.
She got to her feet in a hurry. A
long way off lay the ice boat, with
her bowsprit stuck fast where It had
struck in the jaged edge of the crack;
it being a crack of no mean size. And
Edna was still standing there and
staring at it, and rubbing her braised
elbow, when the boys came racing and
striding across the lee. But she was
readj- for them; she stood up straight
"I don't think it's broken!" she
called out.
"Are you broken ?** Syd shouted back,
"that's the question!" And they be?
gan to talk together.
"We saw you," sold Gilbert,
"We knew it must be you," said ?yd,
"though we couldn't believe It."
"That crack! Goodness, why didn't
you stop her? You went sliding of? her
and over the ice like a birdl Are you
hurt? No? Sure?"
"Sure!" said Edna, and then they
all burst out laughing.
"Say, what did you do it for?" said
Syd. "Where were you trying to get
tq, anyhow?"
"To the CorlettsV' said Edna, with
lifted chin. "I was invited, but you
went off without me. and I thought I'd
go, anyhow, and get there ahead of
you."
"But you didn't, quite," Syd
chuckled.
"There, let her be," said Gilbert.
'?'She's got a lot of nerve, anyhow,
hasn't she, though? She's all right,
Edna's Hp began to tremble. That
speech gratified her, and touched her
heart. 'I was real mad because you
"Every morning I have a
bad taste in my mouth; my
tongue is coated; my bead
aches and I often feel dizzy.
I have no appetite for breakfast
and what food I eat distresses
me. I have a heavy feeling in
my stomach. 1 am getting so
weak that sometimes I tremble
and my nerves are all unstrung.
I am getting pale and thin. I
am as tired in the morning as
at night."
What does your doctor say?
"You are suffering from im?
pure blood."
What is his remedy? ?
You must not have consti?
pated bowels if you expect the
Sarsaparilla to do its best work.
But Ayer's Pills cure constipa?
tion.
We have a book on Paleness
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went orr wnrrout me," snc taitered.
Gilbert and Syd looked at each other.
They dug their toes into the ice. "Shall
we tell her?" said Gilbert.
"Might as well," Syd responded.
'Say, see here, Edna." He crossed his
thumbs. "You know how bad you've
wanted to know what that meant?
Well, we couldnt tell you, because it's
alx>ut you."
"It's a surprise party," said Gilbert,
"or it was. Next Thursday night.
That'6 why we wanted to go to Joe
Corictt's without you. We were go?
ing to get Joe and the three of us were
going around to invite the girls and
boys. We'd have gone down on the ice
boat ourselves, but we were going over
on the north road to Invite the Gibsons,
and coming home around that way.
We weren't going to breathe a word to
you about it. We hadn't even told moth?
er, not yet."
"It's what we've been doing so much
whispering about lately." said Syd.
"For me," said Edna, slowly. "A
surprise party!" She grew red; her
eyes filled. "Oh, dearl I've been aw?
fully mean. I've been real hateful and
horrid. Oh, dear me, suz! It would
have served me right if I'd?welL I'd
just ought to have broken an arm, or
something!"
'No, you- hadn't," said Gilbert. "It
was real spunky of you to do it. Edna."
"Two or three lessons, and you'll be
a dabster with an ice boat," said Syd.
"And it's all right about th? surprise
party," said Gilbert, "all but the sur?
prise; we'll have It just the same.
You'll have just as much fun, anyhow.
Oome onl well go the rest of the way
on the ice boat, seeing it's here. And
look sharp, and we'll show 3011 how
to run her."
'Oh, dear!" said Edna, again. "Pre
been too outlandish for anything!"
And when they brought the ice boat
6he took her seat on it meekly.
But there woe a new brightness in
her eyes nfld a new happiness* fn her
heart. For Gilbert and Syd would
never again seem to her like enemies;
they were her good, loyal friends.
Oivnerahlp of Wedding Prenenta.
A recent decision in Springfield.
Mass., as to the ownership of wedding
presents is that where such presents
are sent to the bride before marriage,
as is the custom, the presents are her
property, and remain so even if a sep?
aration takes place after marriage.
^ NEVER GIVE UP.
In the world that lies before you
There is much for you to win;
But beforehand you must conqua?
Foes without and foea within.
And if your tasks can rout you,
Then, when life's real battles call.
Will you, in their heat and struggle,
Victor stand, or vanquished fall?
Can you hope for bright successes
If you're always falling now?
Do you think defeats will help to
Weave the laurel round your brow?
Just as little straws can tell us
From which side the breezes blow,
80 the way you work at trifles
Will your perseverance show.
I ;
Never say that fate's against you.
That you cannot conquer luck;
There is no such thing as either
All depends on work and pluck.
Just you be resolved to conquer,
Never mind how tough the fray;
Put your hand3 and brain in motion.
And, my friends, you'll gain the day.
?Kate Clyde, in Golden Days.
HONEST GINGLY.
By OPIE BEAD.
GINGLY had lost his job, and had
begun to feel anxiouB. Be had
come from the country and for a time
had been successful, that is, as an ac?
countant he had found work; but times
tightened. He accepted regular em?
ployment at a small salary and wns
enabled to live, going back to the coun?
try once in awhile to dazzle the eyes
of his former associates. He was some?
times called "Honest Gingly," not be?
cause he had ever done anything to
stamp him as honest, but because he
had failed to make a success ofhimself,
which went far toward proving that he
must be honest. He remarked one day
to his employer in the city that in the
village he was known as "Honest Ging?
ly," and after that he was viewed with
suspicion; and when the time came for
cutting down, he was told to go. He
argued that it would be better not to
return to the village. Our home "folks"
have a great contempt for the failure of
one of their set. They have a "I told
you so" on the ende of thedr. wise
tongues; and village wisdom rips like
a saw. So Gingly decided not to return
until he could CQ with the anpearance
? ..?vioo. ne remembered thut some
philosopher had said that to keep up
appearances was a part of success, so
he left his cheap boarding house and
went to a hotel, having money enough
to keep him there nearly three weeks.
He sat about the office, talking about
big financial deals, the prospect of a
rise in wheat, and the honors that had
fallen upon the great flag of his coun?
try.
"Are you on the board?" a man asked
one night.
"Well, no, not at present." And then
remembered that he was once called
"Honest Gingly," and reflecting that
It was well to be truthful along with
his honesty, he added: "I say not at
present, but the fact is, I never was on
the board."
"Then let me give you a piece of ad?
vice, young follow," said the man.
"Don't talk so big of great deals."
"Why not?"
"Well, it might stand in your way in
the event you wanted togeta situation.
Mon would take you for a gambler."
Singly thought over thi? and agreed
that the man had given him good ad
rice. And now, instead of talking
finance he talked labor. Money that
was not worked for had no value. The
great middle class was the backbone of
r nation. Spain had no backbone be?
cause she had no middle class..
"Hy the way," said a man one even?
ing, "you nre a laborer, I take it."
"No, not exactly that," Gingly re?
plied, "but I work whenever I have any
tfiingtodo."
"Well, if I were you I'd stop talking
labor."
"Why so?"
"Well, in case you were looking for
employment it would go against you.
Men don't want to employ labor agi?
tators."
Gingly believed that the man told
the truth, but he felt resentment, and
fuming upon him demanded petulant?
ly: "But what the* deuce can a fellow
talk about?"
"Well, I donl know exactly?
wouldn't like to lay down rules, but It
strikes me that to do less talking would
be better for you."
This was another truth that could
not be denied. So Gingly sat about the
office, saying not a word. And one
night he overheard a man talking to the
clerk.
"Who 1r that fellow that sits about
and never says a word ?"
"Oh. that fellow? His name is Ging?
ly."
"Has he got any sense?"
"Smart enough for his purpose, I
guess."
"But what is his purpose?"
"Well. youH have to ask him."
When the young fellow went up to
bed he thought over all his ups and
downs, of all that bad been said to him
and about him. and was not long in
reaching the conclusion that ho was a
fool. But he was still honest. That
was some consolation. The principal
merchant in his village had called him
honest, and that man's word was as
good as commercial paper. Still he
could not take it down to the clerk and
settle for board with it. He grow rest?
less and could not sleep. He thought of
a girl in his native village, a sweet crea?
ture who had an all-abiding faith in
him. And she had expressed her will?
ingness to live in a flat, and she was to
come to the city to select the furniture.
Ue groaned as he thought of this. He
saw the light from the front door
gleaming in her hair as she leaned upon
the gate to catch his last sweet word.
Now he must tell her that there was
to be no flat yet awhile. And the village
paper had hinted that he was soon to
iome after her. It was a great joke,
?his hint of the vlJlaflfepaper. Theboy?
had come around and shaken hands
with him, winking at one another. The
joke had stamped the editor as a great
hmi rist. and Gingly knew that he
would be stimulated to repeat the mis?
chief. Indeed, it takes three hints in
a \ illage paper to complete the joke. It
was all very funny, but the poor, trust?
ing girl, what would she think? She
might think he was a scoundrel. He
couldn't live under such an Imputation.
He thought of suicide, to save hie name.
But he thought of it in a poetical way.
He had no intention of killing himself.
He had received a letter from her that
morning, perfumed purple, sweet
quirks of & maiden's galloping pen.
**She loved him better than life." How
strong and original. "He was her kind."
How rapturously new. "There had
never been such another love. She felt
ft, she knew it. Other women had
thought they loved, but"?a smile of
scorn crept between the lines?"how
could they have loved." And now he
must tell that love to wait. It would
kill her; there was no doubt of it. In
another put off there was the bite of a
viper. He did not know that the riper
?not his riper?had bitten her before.
He knew that Nick Patten had waited
on her, had taken her to partiee; but
be did not know that Nick had clapped
a piece of Ice to her heart when he mar?
ried Liza Moore. He knew, also, that
Mark Bailey had "trained" with her,
but he had heard her speak of him
with contempt, but he did not know
that she had written to him in con?
tempt, for asking her to return his
presents and his ring. Ignorance?
without It the fountain of love %vould
cease to play. It takes many a kiss to
wear the nap from the velvet lip.
One more postponement. That was
to have been all. And now?
Just at that moment there came a
terrific explosion. The hotel was
shaken. The windows in Gingly's
ioom were broke*n. Something fell
with a thump upon the floor. There
came loud cries from below. He
sprang out of bed and lighted the
lamp; and the first thing he saw was
a great package of money lying on the
floor. It had come through the win?
dow. He seized it, trembling. He
?heard footsteps in the hall. H6 heard
a man say that the bank] just across
the alley had been blown up by rob?
bers. It was all clear. The vault had
been blown up and this great wad of
money had been sent flying into his
room. His heart beat with a strange
delight and then a pang shot through
it?"Honest Gingly." The money did
net belong to him. It flew in at his
window. But was it not Providence
that sent it? No, It was the explo?
sion. But why did it fly straight into
his room ? Why couldn't It have struck
the wall? It could have done so, but
didn't. Fate must have intended it for
him. He had been honest all his life,
and a reward was due. He lay all night
in a sweat. He was afraid to show too j
much interest, so he remained in bed
till eight o'olock, then locked his money
?n his trunk and went downstairs. In
the office the men who had given him
advice were discussing the robbery.
One robber had been killed, but the one
who seized the money had escaped with
?100,000. Gingly was worth, then, that
amount of money. He went in to
breakfast, and when he catne out
bought a 55-cent cigar. The clerk
looked at him in surprise.
"Got a job?" he asked, /
"No, but I want to smoke."
He sat about all day musing. At
night he looked at his money. It w 3
the shield to protect the girl's breast
from the bite o? the viner. But
c c c c
Sores ai
It ftlatteri Not How Ob?
stinate, or What Other
Remedies Have Failed.
Obstinate sores and ulcers, which
refine to heal under ordinary treat?
ment, soon become chronic and deep
Beated, and lead to conditions most
serious. They are caused in different
ways, but in every caie the blood is
involved, nnd no amount of local treat?
ment enn have any effect. The poison
must be eliminated from the blood
before a cure can be had.
THROWN FROM A HORSE.
Mr. H. Kuhn, of Marlon, Kansas, writes:
"About three vearsago my granddaurhter.Ber
tha Whltwood, was thrown from s horse, re?
ceiving a wound of the scalp. Though under
the tri-d tmen t of physicians forsevaral mouths,
tin- wound remained about the same, nnttl It
Oiialiy became very angry-looking, and broke
out into a running
Sore. This soon spread
to other parts of the
scalp and ran down the
side of the neckjnereas
tng In severity .and fear?
fully disfiguring her.
She was then placed Uu 1
der the care of the fac?
ulty of a well-known
hospital, but even the
treatment she received
7S3 v^-T'JU-"^^ there fniled loarrest tha
V r\V-j' VT^T8** terrible sore. Reading
\. (/& of the many cures of
^-iu,? - f blood troubles effected
bv S. S 3., we decided to
trr |t. ?,.(! it relieved her promptly. In a few
Ii. :' - nhc waa entirely euren, und scarcely
n man now remains where the disease held
full *WU.."
A. GTJNSTTOT WOUND.
!I Mcllroyer. tha \vel'-::nown dis
"Ilonest Ulngly" kept singing in nis
curs. It was not his money. He waa
a thief. He was a disgrace unto his
name He tossed all night. But be?
fore daylight came he had made up
his mind. The act of buying the
cigar proved to him that he could not
hide his guilt He had felt himself
blush under the quick eye and the
question of the clerk. He would take
the money to the president of the
bank Already they had resumed
business. He would tell him frankly
how sorely tempted he had been to keep
it. And the banker would reward him.
Nine o'clock was a long time com?
ing. But it came. With the money
under his coat he walked into the
bank. Policemen were on guard.
Gingly asked to see the president. He
waa busy. "I must see him," said Ging?
ly. "It is of the most vita! Importance
?news of the robbery." He was well
nppearing and was admitted.
"Well ?" said the president.
Gingly told him his story. He drew
the money out from under his coat.
The president smiled. "It is fortu?
nate that you didn't try to spend any of
it," said he. "It does not represent our
t loss. What you have here is a collec?
tion of counterfeit notes." He tossed
the bundle under the table. "We have
quite a collection of them, but nearly
all are crude. Yes, fortunate that you
didn't try to pass them. And thus, you
see, honesty is rewarded. Good morn?
ing, sir."
Gingly is living in the village, head
talesman for the man who called him
honest. His cottage Is furnished in pea
oock-blue?and the viper did not bite
the girl.?Carter's Magazine, Chicago,
-i
Not Worrying About the Money.
An old negro man walked into the
store of Harlan & Harlan on election
day and asked for a land slide for a
turning plow.
Mr. C. C. Harlan gave him what he
wanted. The old man took out some
Bmall change, but not enough to pay
the bill, and, handing the money to Mr.
Harlan said:
"Boss, I'll jes' gin yer dis an* let the
trick stay here for awhile, till I kin go
out an' git up the yuther money."
"Can you get the money in town?"
asked Mr. Harlan.
"Oh, yessuh."
"Does anybody here owe you any?
thing?"
"No, suh. not a blessed cent."
"You are going to borrow the money,
then, are you?"
"Nossuh, I don't borrow nuthin."
"How do you expect to get the
money, then?"
"Oh, lisn't voted yit."?Calhoun TGa.)
Times.
CONTENTED,
Oousin John hez built a mansion, 'Lisa-'
bethan In Its stylt?,
Crochet-trimmln's 'round the corners,
hard-wood floors all done in Ha,
Porters hangin' in the doorways, dldoea
pasted on the wall,
"Color schemes" a-runnln' riot In the eet
tln'-room an' hall!
Wont to see 'lm on a vtsltf felt lute I wui
In a dream.
Not a heatla' stove er wood-box, all the
house was het by steam.
Pipes a-leadin* from the basement, gla?
diators in each room.
Carpets dragged by little go-carts, never
saw 'em use a broom I
Parlor mantel piled; with bric-bracs, Jnjua
mattln' on the stairs,
Hiroglyphlcs worked In yaller on theisatin
covered chairs;
Water-fosseta In the kitchen, hot er>oold,
you took your choice;
Telephone in handy waltln' ef you liked to
try your voice.
'Lectrto lights biased every evenin"tlli
the moon Itself seemed wan,
No more use fer cracker-matches. Jest" a
flip would turn 'em on; ^
Breakfast showed up late an' tired, lunch
cum on at twelver o,tlock,
Dinner shook the hand oi twilight, glvln'
my old nerves a shock. ,
Stayed a week an' saw the cltyf Cousin
John was awful kind;
But I come away rejolcln'; home was suit?
ed to my mind I
Thought the old brown house lookjed nicer
than It ever did afore;
Mary sewln' by the winder, Rover] barkln'
at the door.
?llppped right back into the tracea.*all the 1
wheels rolled smoothly round,
?Lectric blase hed been too glarin'.-banrpa
air better. I'll be bounfl.
Brlo-braca make a feller 'weary; purest
water lives in wells.
Common chairs '11 do fer farmers, faatln
couch 'U do fer swells'!
Noon-tlme alle? finds me ready fefi a
dinner?not a lunch I
An' steam heat?you can't cqknpare it wltfc
a fire you kin punch!
Hick'ry wood a cracklin*' -gayly; stove***
glowln' cherry-red!
Warmth an' peace an' drowsy comfort
stealin' up from foot to head.
Fall to ellppln' into winter; ".ever min<?
its storms an' chills1;
Pack the Iron pump m feawduat?we shan't
run no plumbers' bills:
Eat an' drink an' read the papers?let the
world go brawl In' on!
Happiness 1b my twin-cistor?I'm e? rich
e2 Cousin John!
?Bmma Eggleson, in Mdiland Monthly.
Notice.
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April 20,1898. 4-21-6m
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nd Ulcers
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Into a running sore and
gave roe a great deal'
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ience. I was treated
by many doctors and
took a number or blood
remedies, but none did
me any good and did
not seem to check the
progress of the sore. I
lad heard Swift's Spe?
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result was very gratify?
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i forced the poison
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