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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. Meets second Monday in each month. O. G. Empschwilj.er, H. P. W. G. YOUNG, Secretary. ? TAZEWELL LODGE, ?JfcV NO. G2, A. F. & A. M. ^^/\ Meets the third Monday in each month. O. G. EMPSCH WILLER, VV. M. . G. YOUNG, Sec'y. TAZEWELL TABERNACLE, PILGRIM KNIGHTS. Meets 4th Monday in each month. JAMES O'KEEFFE, Chief. 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. V C. A. SrgBtB, V. G. M. j. Hankish, Sec'y. TAZEWELL EN? CAMPMENT, No. 17, F. O. 0. F., meets ev? ery Wednesday night in hall of Bluegrass I-edge, No. 142. W. I). Bucks er, C. P. 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. CHAPMAN A GILLESPIE, ATTORNEYS AT 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. GREEVER & GILLESPIE, LAWYERS, Tazewell 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 Court of Appeals at Wytheville. Particula- at? tention paid to th? collection ot claims. Office? btras building. HC. aloer.SON, ATTORNEY AT LAW Tazc , well. Va. Will practice in the courts of Taze? well comity and the Court of Appeals at Wythe? ville. Collecting a specialty. VINCENT L. SEXTON, ATTORNEY AT LAW 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? maker, ?Vest Main Street, - Tazewell, Va ^T'dl line of Mi'hnery and Trimmings. 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 and Weakness which you may have for the asking. Y Writ a to our Dcotorai. > Perhaps yon would ltko to consult eminent physicians about your condi? tion. Write us freely all the particulars in your case. You win receive a prompt . tapir. Address, DR. J. C. AVER. . Lowell, Mast. 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. All persons whomsoever are hereby no? tified and warned not to hunt, fish, ride, walk, drive stock across or otherwise tres? pass on my premises, for the law against all such will be rigidly enforced. SAMUKI, T. ItSNNINOKR. April 20,1898. 4-21-6m To Caro Constipation Fore vor. Take Cascarots Candy Cathartic 10c or 25a. ttC.CC. fail to cure, druggists refund money. nd Ulcers "Some years ago I was shot In the left leg' receiving what I considered only a slight wound. It developed Into a running sore and gave roe a great deal' of pain and inconven? 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? cific (8. 8. S.) highly recommended for the blood, and concluded to give Iis trial, and the result was very gratify? ing. 8. 8. 8. seemed to get right at the trouble, i forced the poison out of my blood; soon afterwards the sore healed up and was cured sound and well. I am sure 3. S. 8. Is by far the best blood remedy made." It matters not how they are acquired or what treatment has failed, 8. 8. S. .Will cure the most obstinate, deep seated sore or ulcer. It is useless to expect local treatment of salves, lo? tions, etc., to effect a cure, because they can not reach the real cause of the trouble, which is the blood. 8. 8. 8. drives out every trace of impurity in the blood, and in this way cures per? manently the worst cases. It is the only blood remedy guaranteed Purely Vegetable and contains not a particle of potash, mercury, or other mineral. 8. 8. 8. cures Contagious Blood Poison, Scrof? ula, Cancer, Catarrh, Eczema, Rheu? matism. 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