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THE WINSLOW MAIL.
J. F. WALLACE, Publisher. WINSLOW, ARIZONA. THE DAY OF LIFE. DAWN. ar.d lassie as broken as berries. Romping gayly amid the clover, Lips ns red ns the juice of cherries With childish laughter rippling over; Bright eyes telling of guileless pleasure. Feet as light as a wind-blown feather Keeping time to a merry measure. Sharing the dawn of life together. NOON. Man and maiucn with ample graces, Arm in arm through the garden strolling. Love Is tinting their blushing faces. Wave of joy from each bosom rolling; Hand seeks hand with a tender meaning. Be it sunny or cloudy weather These in the field of bliss are gleaning, Sharing the noon of life together. EVENING. Aged ones in the shadows waiting, Lovers still though the strife is over; Never a joy of youth berating. Sighing not for the birds and clover. Looking now to the hand supernal. Faith is theirs with r.o question whether Death shall open the gates eternal. Sharing the eve of life together. —Ruth Raymond, in Good Housekeeping. f Mrs. Ryder’s Ruse j ISN’T as if she were not pret- I ty,” Mrs. Ryder protested, with a mournful shake of her curly red head. “She is pretty—distractingly eo. And yet that foolish boy re fuses to fall in with any of my plans concerning her.” Joe Ryder, striking a match on the post of the veranda, looked down on his wife with eyes full of quiet amusement. “You forget Nigel has never seen Miss Leland, Winifred.” “What difference? I have told him Lyndith is pretty, and rich, and de lightfully sweet-tempered, and—” “Lyndith 1” Joe Ryder paused with the lit match suspended an inch from his cigar. “I thought it was the oth er one—Marie—you had in your eye for that brother of yours.” Mrs. Ryder clasped her hands with a little gesture of exasperation. “No! You stupid boy! Isn’t Marie engaged to Tom Shuttler?” “Is she? I didn’t know.” He struck another match, lit his cigar and smoked on complacently. “It’s too bad,” declared Mrs. Ryder, industriousty stitching a ruffle in the neck of Dollie’s school dress, “that Nigel won’t listen to me. Here he is for rushing off to Colorado again, and the chances are he will go be fore the girls arrive to pay me that visit. Os all the contrary men that ever liveyL Nigel is the worst! If it were not the most desirable thing in the world that he should cease his roving life, marry Lyndith and settle down near us he would do it in an in stant.” “He must,” laughed Ryder, “be a cousin to ‘Mistress Mary, who was quite contrairy.’ ” A queer flash came into Mrs. Ryder’s expressive little face. She looked up. “Joe,” she said, quickly, “I believe you’ve struck it! Nigel is, as you say, ‘contrairy,’ and is generally prompt to do the exact reverse of that which one wishes. So I’ve though W-just this minute —of a plan —a splaßdid plan.” She quite forgot the ruffle. Her hands lay idle in her lap. He looked down on her, leniently. “You have, dear? What is it?” But she only responded oracularly: “Wait and see.” One week later her plan was plain to him. At breakfast that morning Mrs. Ryder said to her brother, a stal* f|jW^ "HALLO!” HE GASPED, AND STOOD STILL. wart, blond-haired young Apollo: “The Leland girls are to be here for their long-promised visit a fortnight from to-day.” Joe gasped, almost contradicted her, but at a glance subsided into at tentive silence. He had read the let ter from Marie Leland, in which she said they would arrive on Friday. And this was Thursday! “Two weeks’ reprieve,” Nigel thought, but aloud he said: “Too bad; I’ll be in Colorado then. I must leave Monday next at the latest.” Mrs. Ryder only smiled. Mhen her husband caught her alone he said to her: “Why did you tell the dear boy that yarn, Winifred?” “Because I—in reprehensible par lance-mean to spring the girls on him. If I had said they were to ar rive to-morrow he would have left for Colorado to-night.” “is that the extent of your deceit?” “By no means,” she answered, laughing. “Listen!” She lifted a mischievous face, and he stooped his head and listened to a long, quickly-spoken whisper. “You disgraceful little schemer,” he said. The evening after the Misses Le land arrived. They were orphans, both wealthy and cultured. One was of medium height, with a pliant, beau tiful form, a mass of ripply, reddish gold hair, the delicate complexion that accompanies such hair, and a pair of velvety violet eyes, under the darkest of lashes and brows. The oth er was small, brown-skinned and brown-haired, with a kind, plain, se rious little face. Mrs. Ryder wel come 1 her guests warmly and hurried them, off to their room to change theii 'raveling attire. And there the three ladies had quite a confidential talk. When they came down to dinner Ryder and his brother-in-law were on the veranda. As they rose Nigel knew that he had fallen into a trap set for him by his determined little sister. “Joe needs no introduction, girls,” averred Mrs. Ryder, airily. “But let me make known my brother, Nigel Field. Miss Marie Leland,” indicating the taller of the two, and then, turn ing to the other: “Miss Lyndith Le land.” If Marie was the more beautiful, Lyndith was more fascinating. If Marie was a vision of loveliness in hei sea-green silk and emeralds, the small creature in dusky lace and yellow roses possessed a peculiar personal charm. Nigel looked from one to the other often during the evening and congratulated himself that he had not taken the train west, as he as suredly would have done, had he known of their intended early ar rival. “Well,” questioned his sister, quiz zically, when she met him in the hall next morning, “which does your royal highness most profoundly approve?” “The little one,” he answered, posi tively. “Yes, I’ve been thinking them over. They are both delightful girls —far too lovely to look leniently on vour devoted brother. But the little i one has a certain distinction —attract- I iv^ness —” Mrs. Ryder beamed exaggerated ap proval upon him. “I’m so glad you think that way, dear! For Marie—the taller, you know—is engaged to Tom Shuttler.” Young Field bit his fair mustache savagely. “Is she? Confound Shuttler!” Mrs. Ry der suppressed a smile with difficulty. “Oh, you need not care, as it is Lyndith you admire. So fortunate! Come to breakfast.” But it was not Lyndith his eager : glance sought most admiringly dur ing the weeks that followed. “Hang that presumptuous Shut tier!” he said to himself daily. “Why couldn’t he have proposed to the oth er one?” He came to have quite an enmity for Shuttler. He had never seen him, but the more he thought of him in connection with Marie Leland the less he liked him. He imagined him a sul len, hangdog fellow, of arrogant man ners and inferior mentality. And he —Field—to the satisfaction of Mrs. Ryder, said nothing at all about go ing to Colorado. To both girls he was a gallant cavalier, but it was plain to the most unobservant that it was the violet-eyed beauty on whom his heart was set. And he dared not speak— that was the worst of it. He became downright despondent as the day set for the departure of the girls ap proached. And his irritation was in creased one day on the arrival of the mail. Lyndith, who had just opened a letter, glanced archly towards her elder sister. “This is from Ada Shuttler, Marie. She says Tom is to pass through Ath lane to-morrow, and will stop off for a few hours, so we may expect a call.” Marie, coloring bewitchingly, mur mured a few low words of surprise and pleasure. Nigel, controlling as best he could the jealous wrath that consumed him, stood up, muttered an apology' for leaving so abruptly, assuring them that the fishing trip on which he was going could not well be postponed, and formally bade the ladies adieu. And when the door had closed behind the square shoulders and high bald head of Mrs. Ryder’s brother, those same demure ladies exchanged comical glances and broke into soft laughter. Bright and early the next morning Nigel started off on the mythical fish ing trip. His companion found him singularly' morose. Field was telling himself he had been a fool to run off at mention of the lover of his adored. He would go straight back. And that erratic young man immediately did, to the blank cisgust. of David Letner. It was four o’clock when he plunged into the woods leading to the beautiful summer home of his sister. “Hallo!” he gasped suddenly, and stood still. For directly ahead of him, walking slowly, his arm around her W3ist and her head on his shoulder, were Lyndith Lelandt and a stranger. They were speaking in low tones. Marveling a good deal what Marie would think if aware of the evident affection between the two. he hastened his steps and joined them. Lyndith, looking decid edly guilty, introduced Mr. Tom Shut tier, a handsome, well bred, well groomed man, as Nigel was forced’ in his heart to acknowledge. The three went cn to the house together. Mrs. Ryder and Miss Leland came down the path to meet them. The latter gave Mr. Shuttler her hand with a smile of calm friendliness. “I suppose Marie is enchanted at the prospect of a three-hours’ visit,” she said. “So she is good enough to ret me hope.” he replied, modestly. Field stared stupidly from one to the other. Marie! She had called the little brown one Marie! Airs. Ryder burst into a hearty peal of laughter. “O, you poor, duped boy!” she cried. “You have known Marie as Lyndith and Lyndith as Marie. We plotted it the day the girls came. “But.” began the real Lyndith, grow ing rose pink under Nigel’s earnest gaze, “you would not tell us the rea son. Winnie, that—” “O. I’ll tell you sometime.” laughed the arch conspirator merrily. “New go and walk in the rcsery till you hear the dinner bell —all of you!” And feel ing herself an unwelcome fifth, she van ished. "Well,” ventured Joe late that night, “your ruse seems to have teen success ful. little woman.” “Successful!” ecstatically. “I should say so! And all because of your remark as to Nigel's contrariety. He began by wanting Lyndith because he thought she was engaged to Shuttler- He has ended by wanting her for her self. He put his head into the arose most beautifully. They are to buy the old Strathney manor, a mile from here, and —O. I'm so happy, Joe!” “Well, if they are satisfied, and you are satisfied,” declared Joe, serenely, “1 am.”—Chicago Tribune. A Sussrestlon to LI. If the powers think Li Hung Chang is not the government the Chicago Rec ord thinks he might politely ask then) to icll him who is. The Monetary Problem. set &:&&&&£; THE SILVER WEDDING. Days are o’er ar.d time gone by. And my spirit answers “why?” Light of Death, the past is sinking. Ever on the future thinking. Heed we not the myriads lost In oblivion’s tempest tossed? Billions gone to ne’er return. Gone to destiny most stern? Heard we not the hoarse death rattle. Saw them rush to awful battle. Felt the spear and whirling arrow Not more worth than little sparrow? Millions were the fights they fought. Never from their error brought; Thousands were the kings who died, Hopeless tasks pursued with pride. God the world a nation made; He, neglected, their pride stayed. They returning fought again— For a season tyrants reign, How the people suffered on Then their hope and freedom won. But the curse of gold is on us Marks his prey the spoiler now thus Hopes to ever tribute gather While his heart is as a feather. Hard as stone yet light with joy; Men to him are but a toy. Agent of the devil's host, He the best who gathers most, Cares not he for others crying. Does not even see them dying. Cheers and rubs his hands in glee, - Slaves are many, he is free. Yet his pulses throb in joy Has no cares to it alloy; Life's frail lamp will put to rout Then his light will turn about. Rule of gold, and rule of devil Will succumb by scratching gravel. Niggard creatures only drain. Ne’er from selfishness restrain. While they search as does a sleuth God will conquer by the truth. Silver threads among the gold, Thus will be the triumph told. All mankind was made to toil, But not one was made to boil, Cannibals may buy a head, But not yet is freedom dead. Churches may forget their mission, Rulers yet may lose position. Dual nature made all things, When its so all nature sings; Two are better far than one, Single, sad will be the run. Union makes our strength so great Even devils fear their fate. Give to gold, then, dual life, Give him silver for a wife. Each will then fulfill the lot Both be better on the spot. Let them then the world release War no more when there is peace Give mankind a holiday Both together here to stay. —W. H. S. Wood, in National Watchman. IMPERIALISM AND MONEY. The Single Gold Stnndnrd n Monarch ical Institution—Small Volatile of Money In Europe. The question of republic or empire is involved in our industrial condi tions, as well as in the more vital Philippine-I’orto Rico policy. Take our currency system. The monarchies of Europe are gold mono metallic countries, and have a small volume of money, less than S2O per capita of the population. Five of them have less than $lO, while Rus sia has less than seven dollars. Such monetary conditions enable the few to monopolize and corner the money, and will make industrial slaves and serfs of any people, with the excep tion, perhaps, of those of the tropics. The bank law of March 14, 1900, is more destructive of the now admitted quantitative theory of money, and embodies the monarchical theory' that all political power is not in the peo ple more clearly than any currency law ever placed upon our statute books. It takes away' the constitution al right of the free and unlimited coinage of silver, thus lessening the volume of redemption money. It gradually retires the legal tender greenback and treasury note money of the people. It greatly enlarges the volume of nonlegal tender circulating notes —bank substitutes for money based upon the public debt, which must be retained and increased to keep up the system. A permanent debt is also a monarchical policy re pugnant to the theory of our repub lic. By' giving up the right to the free coinage of silver and of making and issuing greenbacks and treasury notes, the people have placed in the hands of a few, that supreme power over those most vital matters, which is lodged in theselves or through their representatives under our theory of government. They have allowed their representatives to delegate these pow ers, and have established the mon archical theory in fact over cur mon etary' system. The theory of our banking sy'stem is of monarchical invention, intended to limit the supply' of money by' es tablishing a vast system of credit as well as of debt. The present strain upon bank cred its is sufficient to prevent any general business development in the future, without great' danger of panic. The comptroller of the currency in his re port of last June, estimates bank deposits to be eight billion dollars. The cash reserves held by the banks to meet these deposits average only about ten per cent, of this large sum, or one dollar of cash as against nine dollars of bank credits. lLow long can loans be made and healthy business conditions prevail with such a margin between cash re serves and bank credits? Not long. It was about one of cash to seven of credit in 1893, when the banks, acting’ in unison, found it to tlieir interest to break the strain and con tract credits, by calling in loans and refusing accommodations, causing the panic of that year, which ruined so many depositors and caused universal bankruptcy. A disastrous panic would have oc curred last December, after a season of business improvement and activity in stocks, had not heavy' financial aid been secured to prevent it. All of which proves that, under this system, any marked advance in business and apparent prosperity, can be expect ed only at the expense of a panic, sooner of later. Not only does such a system give an insufficient supply' of money and breed disastrous panics, but it causes the money in actual use to be most unequally distributed. From a recent table compiled from reliable data, it appears that the per capita circula tion of money in the state of New York in 1599 was SS7. In Rhode Is land it was $26. In South Dakota, SS; in Arkansas, $3; in Mississippi. $2. So it appears that where the money is there is the prosperity, elsewhere it is a prospective prosperity all the time. It may be said we are liable to pan ics under any monetary system, but they' would not be as likely to be as frequent and universally disastrous as under a pure bimetallic system, which is the free and unlimited coin age of gold and silver at the present legal ratio at which the seigniorage in the treasury is being coined—the ratio that would make 16 ounces of silver equal in value to one ounce of gold, as it exists in the mines, as well as by law. We would then always have a sufficient volume of money. The production of gold would not be over stimulated at the expense of silver and because of its demonetiza tion, and we would have a safer and more stable monetary' system. The supply' of money would regulate itself automatically according to the de mand. Legal tender money' could al ways be secured, especially silver, which is the money' of the people. There would be no legal limitations placed upon the volume of money. We would not have to depend upon bank loans paid in nonlegal tender bank bills. The money would be more equally distributed. This vast unsound credit system would be sup planted by' a sound money system. Under the present sy'stem credit is said to be the life of trade, as it is of disaster. Under a bimetallic sys tem sound money would be the life of trade and of permanent prosper ity. If panics should occur they would be of short duration, for the people would have the power to have silver money coined in the open mints, while now they' are powerless to secure either money' or credit, which makes the effect of a panic never ending. It is for the people to say which of these systems—that of the mon archy or of the republic—is the best. I am satisfied that if all vote as their interest dictates, bimetallism, includ ing government issue of all the pa per money, would receive three-quar ters of all the votes of the country.— William Knapp, in National Watch man. AFTER PETTIGREW’S SCALP. Hanna Making; War on Earnest Cham pion of the Free Coinage of Gold and Silver. If a man merits affection for the ene mies he has made, Richard Franklin Pettigrew, of South Dakota, should be dearly loved by his countrymen who despise Hannaism and detest the meth ods of that boss. For Senator Petti grew just now is undoubtedly' waging the battle of his life for political exist ence, and against odds tremendous enough to overawe any less dauntless spirit. Senator Pettigrew was originally a republican. He bolted the St. Louis convention, not because he deemed it good state politics, but because he be lieved in the free coinage of silver. He still adheres to this belief and to the silver republican organization. The Star, a Washington newspaper usually very well informed, says that Senator Hanna makes no concealment of his hatred of Pettigrew or of his purpose to defeat him for reelection if within his power. Knowing, then. Hanna’s per sonal interest in the South Dakota sen atorship and the methods he employs in politics, it is not difficult to imagine the sort of warfare he is making on Pettigrew. It is said that he has al ready sent a large sum of money into Dakota to be used for the corruption of the legislative constituencies and that plenty more will be available when needed. The effort primarily is to se cure the election of Congressman Gam ble, Hanna’s disbursing agent in South Dakota, as well as Pettigrew’s defeat, but in the event of the selection of a fu sion, legislature the same tactics will undoubtedly be resorted to that proved successful in, Idaho four years ago, when money' from Hanna’s campaign treasury was used to defeat Senator Dubois, another St. Louis bolter, for reelection by a legislature that would quickly have chosen him had there been an honest election. In Senator Pettigrew Mr. Hanna will find a wilier enemy than was Senator Dubois; he will find a man almost as resourceful as himself, as hard and un yielding as the Vermont hills among which lie was born, and amply supplied with means. He may succeed in defeat ing Pettigrew, but he will know long before the end comes that he is in a gen uine fight.—Denver Post. A Golden Honeymoon. An intrepid soldier of fortune an nounced joyfully the other day that lie had. wooed and won the rich .Miss Blank. The man to whom this good news was confided! tried to beam and gush forth congratulations. But he knew that his friend would have married, Xantippe herself if she had, a fortune, so he felt rather sorry' for Miss Blank, but know ing .that Miss Blank had an uncertain temper, white eyelashes and a waist al mr.st as big as her fortune he felt rather sorry for his impecunious friend. But he managed, to smile as he shook his hand, saving': “How long, old man. do you think the honeymoon will last?” Honeymoon?" cried the newlv-en gaged soldier of fortune. “Don't cal Pit a iioneyraocn ! It is my harvest moon!” N. Y. C omme.rcial Advertiser. Snstaluing; Power of Banana*. One oi the most courageous marches ever taken was that of Col. Will cocks. to Kumasi. YVe hear that dur ing the march from Kumasi the whole party lived on bananas. On one occasion they even waded shoul der high through a river for two hours. Does anyone want a higher test of endurance on a vegetable diet than this?—The Vegetarian. His Short-Lived Heijfn. “You can always tell a bridegroom.” “How?” “He isn’t afraid to take men home to dinner without telephoning his wife.”—lndianapolis Journal. Afterward. “Why, I had an idea that she thought you wer: the only pebble on the beach.” "Maybe that was the reason she threw me.”—Brooklyn Life. MORE TRUST ROBBERIES. Vn Issue Tliat In Itself Would Alone Insure tile Election of Bryan. One of the most vital issues of the present campaign is that of the trusts. It is an issue because there is abso lutely no effectual remedies from the republican party under its present lead ership. If there is any one thing more than another in which the present ad ministration has been a conspicuous failure it is in regard to the trust evil. And the republican control of con gress, in both branches, has been, and would remain, if continued, highly fa vorable to the trusts. This results from the decay of orig inal republican principles and the con trolling influence exercised by such men as Mark Hanna, who is openly the friend and protector of trusts. Not only is this true, butit is also notorious ly the fact that the republican cam paign fund has the trusts for its chief contributors. Knowing Hanna’s rec ord regarding trusts, and mindful that these great corporations are the chief beneficiaries of the Hanna republican policy, as well as its principal cham pions. can any sensible person believe that there is the slightest prospect of relief from trust oppression through Hanna-directed legislation? On the other hand, there is absolute ly no question that Bryan is the earn est and uncompromising foe of trusts, and that if elected he will exert all his power and influence to correct the trust evil. Every great trust in the country, without regard to the past political affiliations of any of its stockholders, will oppose Bryan’s election and con tribute freely to the McKinley com paign fund. If the extent of the trust evil could THEY CANNOT FOOL THE WORKINGMAN. “Do Yon Think a ‘Fall Dinner Pail’ Is AH I Want? Can Yon Promise Me These Things, Too?” be brought home to every voter in the land, this one issue alone would be suf ficient to insure the election of Bryan. But few of the people realize how out rageously they are being robbed by the thousands of trusts that have fas tened upon all the great manufacturing industries of the country. The public have but a faint idea of the extortion practiced by the trusts, of their stifling of competition, their discriminations in favor of foreign buyers, their enslav ing of labor and their dangerous grip upon state governments as well as upon congress and the executive. One of the questions to be decided in November is this: SHALL THE GOVERNMENT CONTROL THE TRUSTS. OR THE TRUSTS CONTROL THE GOVERNMENT? In former articles the Bee has pre sented many facts and figures, not one of which has been questioned or denied by anybody, regarding the operation of the great trusts controlling the man ufacture and sale of barb wire, steel nails, tin plate, kerosene and other commodities. And the stated increase of prices, which in a number of in stances was more than 100 per cent, due to the operations of these trusts, we have sinoe corroborated by official figures from a recent report of the de partment of labor at Washington. We have al>t> shown that the trusts are strengthened in their grip on the American market by excessively high duti «s, which go far beyond any reason able. requirement of protection to home industries. It is largely because of their aid for Hanna-and-McKinley republicanism in tariff legislation that the trusts have sprung into existence, and that they hope to perpetuate their grasp upon the industries of the na tion. One of the trusts, to which we now direct attention, is the American Win dow Glass company, with a capital stock of $17,000,000. It was organized in October, 1599. It owns plants, rep resenting about four-fifths of the total producing capacity of the window glass factories of the United States. Before it began operations its trust predecessor in the glass industry had put up prices to extortionate figures, which the present trust maintains. These prices are about double what they were four years ago. Although the capital stock of this trust is $17,- 000,000, the actual value of its plant has been estimated, by one of the or ganizers of the corporation, as $6.- 190,000. The prices of window glass in the United States are twice what they are in Belgium and England, the chief for eign producers of glass. The effect of the trusts’ control of the American market is strongly brought out by a trade journal, the Commoner and Glass Worker, which in its issue of October 21, 1899, said: “From an average price of about j $1.50 per box for single and two dollars j per box for double-strength in 1893, | the value of glass has quite doubled, if not more than doubled. “Since the existence of the American Glass company, the greatest advance in price has taken place. This company has managed its affairs without change practically since its formation, and has done it so well as to not only control the product, but to fix the price at th# highest possible notch. “The profits during the last three years have been enormous. The pool is said to have made $700,000 in 1896, $1,750,000 in 1897. $2,100,000 in 189 S. and still larger profits are anticipated for 1599. As the tariff on foreign glass aver ages about 100 per cent., the American Glass company has a secure monopoly fixing its prices at about the cost of foreign glass with the duty added, or a little less, so as to discourage foreign competition. It adjusts its prices so closely on this basis that, it has one scale for Pittsburgh and another for Boston, foreign glass costing more in the interior cities than at Atlantic sea ports, because of the additional freights. The factories of the trust are at Pitsburgh, but Pittsburgh buyers must pay 14 cents a box more than those of Boston, because foreign glass is that much cheaper in Boston. It is said that the Uinted States i 3 divided by this glass trust into six dif ferent districts, in each of which a dif ferent scale of prices exists, accord ing to the cost of laying down, imported glass. The consumption of window glass in this country amounts to about 5,000,- 000 boxes yearly, and all but about 12 per cent, of this is supplied by the American factories. The trust has free natural gas at Pitsburgh, and other fa cilities for cheap production that are unrivaled abroad, and yet it is exacting from American consumers twice the j price that is charged for the same class of goods made in foreign factories. You cannot look out of the window without indirectly paying tribute to a trust. It is the same with plate glass as with common glass. There is a trust in plate glass also. It is known as the Pittsburgh Plate Glass company', with a capital stock of $10,000,000. It controls two-thirds of the plate glass production of the United States and has “an understanding” with the factories outside the trust. This concern has doubled prices in the past two years. Although it bleeds consumers it oppresses its workers, paying them low wages and forbid ding them to join or organize any union. And yet it profits by high du ties, which are pretended to be for the purpose of “protecting American labor,” but in reality for the means of robbing the American consumer and oppressing the American glass worker. There are a number of the trusts in the various branches of the glass industry, such as the National Mir ror Manufacturers’ association, which met last September and arbitrarily raised prices from ten to fifteen per cent. In evidence of the fact that Amer ica can compete in glass manufactur ing on equal terms with the foreign glass workers, it should be sufficient to cite the case of the Macbeth-Evans Glass company, w’hich exports largely' of its goods to foreign countries. It does not seek high duties, but asks for free raw materials. The system of plunder and extor tion practiced by' the American Glass company and the Pittsburgh Plate Glass company is n't exceptional, but merely illustrative. All the great trusts follow the same methods. By the consolidation of many plants some economies are effected, but these are more than offset by the watering of stock, requiring dividends far in ex cess of a fair return on the actual cost of plants is wrung from con sumers through extortionate prices. Bryan's Utterances. Mr. Bryan’s campaign utterances have so far been distinguished by strength, moderation and thoughtful ness. He is devoid of bitterness, and while keen to expose the weak points of his opponents he is careful to do so simply as a thinker and a debater, with none of the offensiveness that has characterized the speeches of one of the republican campaign star per formers. McKinley Coining Silver. The present ratio is sixteen to one, and at that ratio Mr. McKinley is coining silver at the rate of over sl,- 000,000 per month. During the four years of his administration he has coined about $50,000,000, but then Wil liam always did believe in silver, if one may place any trust in what ho said. FELT HIS SUPERIORITY. Considered Himself For Abend of the Police in One Respect at Least. This man, your honor, was abusing every p-nceman he came across,” testified an offi cer before Justice Martin in prosecuting a hungry-looking individual who had been taken into custody the previous evening. We tried to avoid placing him under arrest, Out he continued his abuse until it could not be endured any longer.” l vas the worst thing he called you: inquired the court. He ( said, your honor,” was the officer’s ‘J’> that he was so much superior to any officer he had ever seen that he would not notice them.” . The justice looked at the hungrv-appear mg individual before him and asked if he had uttered this slander against the police officer, says the Chicago Chronicle. “Yes, your honor,” said the prisoner, “and I repeat it. I never knew a police officer that was not a scoundrel, aim in this one respect I am superior to all of them. I can give them- all cards and spades when it comes to separating an individual from his money.” The court inflicted a fine of one dollar and costs against the prisoner. The Horseless Mglitmare. “Oh,” she said, “I had such a terrible dream last night. It seemed that I had sud denly been deprived somehow of the power to move. All my limbs were paralyzed, and I lay right in the path of an automobile that I could see coming toward me at a terrible rate of speed, with the lamps at the sides blazing like the two eyes of some terrible monster. Nearer and nearer it came, and I, in fearful agony, tried to drag myself out of the way, but was unable to move. I tried to cry out, so that the man who was running the automobile might either stop or turn aside and avoid runnihgover me, but I could not make a sound. On, on it came, as if imbued with life and in a fury of frenzy. I had just given up myself for lost when—” “Yes,” he interrupted, “then you woke up. But that isn’t the important part of it. By your experience we know that the horseless nightmare has arrived.” —Chicago Times- Herald. Depreciation of Money. In 1873 a silver dollar was worth one dol lar and six-tenths in gold. In 1878, eighty nine cents; in 1883, eighty-five cents; in 1888, seventy-two cents; in 1893, sixty cents, and in 1896 forty-five cents. Money may depre ciate, but there is one standard stomach remedy, which has not changed in half a century, and that is Hostetter's Stomach Bitters. It always has been the one unsur fiassed remedy for indigestion, dyspepsia, iver or kidney troubles. The Grand Finale. Ida—Yes, the chorus ended up with 200 voices. May—All singing the last line: “And 6till his heart was true?” “No; 20 sung: ‘And still his heart was true,’ and the other 180 joined in with ‘Rats.’ ” —Chicago Evening News. A new pupil in a Brooklyn school was asked his name. “Jules.” answered the little fellow. “You shoula say Julius—not Jules,” suggested the teacher. “Now,” she said, addressing another small boy, “what is your name?” “Billious,” was the prompt response. You cannot be cheerful if you have dys pepsia. You won’t have dyspepsia if you chew “White's Yucatan.” Mixed ale causes many serious ailment*.— Chicago Daily News. Hall’s Cntarrh Core Is a Constitutional Cure. Price, 75c. SUFFERING AND RELIEF Threo Letters from Mrs. Johnson, Showing- that Lydia E. Pink ham’s V egetable Compound Cures the Ills of Women Wrote for firs. Pinkham’s Advice November, i 897 “ Dear Mrs. Pinkham :—I am a great . sufferer, have much trouble through the lower part of my bowels, and I aid writing to you for advice. Menses are irregular and scanty, am troubled with leucorrlioea, and I ache so through my back and down through my loins. I have spells of bloating very badly, sometimes will be very large and other times very much reduced.” — Mrs. Chas. E. Johnson, Box 33, Rumford Center, Maine, Nov. 20, 1897. Improvement Reported December, i 897 “Dear Mrs. Pinkham:—l wish to tell you that I am improving in health. I am ever so much better than when I wrote before. The trouble through the lower part of bowels is better and lam not bloated so badly. I was very much swollen through the abdomen before I took Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vege table Compound. I still have a feel ing of fulness across my chest. I have used three bottles of it and am on the fourth.”— Mrs. Chas. E. Johnson, Box 33, Rumford Center, Maine, Dec. 13,1897. Enjoying Good Health June, i 899 “ Dear Mrs. Pinkham :—Since a year ago I have been taking your medicine, and am now strong and enjoying good health. I have not been so well for three years, and feel very thankful to you for what Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vege table Compound has done for me. I would advise all who suffer with fe male troubles to try your medicino.”— Mrs. Ciias. E. Johnson, Box 33, Rum ford Center, Maine, June 1, 1899. mmi |hi«P<i>w§ POMMEL! as. SUCKER I Keeps both rider and saddle per- JjgSdfSNj fectly dry In the hardest storms. B Substitutes will disappoint. Ask for I'rJwfceT’ i H 1897 Fish Brand Pommel Slicker — 0 H It is entirely new. If not for sale in your town, write for catalogue to E 38a? 3 * : jrOWjjt/Boston : _Mass ; _j a ffiy§^ GOODHJUR! . —s. We not only est heads. * If '' ‘' Treatment. Goodhair Remedy Co 11 97? H Newark, Okie. readers of this paper desiring to buy anything - *, ADVERTISED IN ITS GOLUMN3 . SHOULD INSIST UPON HAVING WHAT THEY ASK FOR. REFUSING ALL SUBSTITUTES OR IMITATIONS. U