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The Diamond Drill.
TII03. CONLIN, Editor.
MICHIGAN.
CRYSTAL FALLS.
GEORGE DIDN'T GO.
Ill Swrctlicnrt'a Indifference Spoiled
n DrllKlttf ul Ilonianee lie Had Con.
coctril to Ilrlnjr Her to Termi.
(jcorrre Hudson thought there was
no one in the "world fco good ns Made
line Norwood. To his way of think
ing nothing could be compared with
her except, perhaps, one of the
angels in Heaven.
One day they had a difference, Rays
the Wichita (Knu.) l'ale..s In high
temper he took his hat and went
out of the house, saying a lie went:
"I'll go nway and never, come back."
ti..i -r...i..i!- l .. t..v.wl Th
idea that George could get along with
out her did not even make a dent In
her Imagination. The thought of how
he would como back nraused her
greatly.
She knew she would not like him
to bow before her, plead with her
and bo KubmlKsIve. .No, that wouldn't
do. Crushed would be her ideal of
manly strength, lie had always been
her general and the his next in rank.
"And yet," thought fchc, "I couldn't
go to him and say it's all right. That
would make mo least in rank of all
the army, and that which we hold ia
common would fade nway."
Rnrly next morning the bell rang
vigorously. Madeline was dressed in
a. handsome gown of light blue.
George entered. The expression on
his face, showed he was still irritated
in mind.
Madeline Bald rather indifferently:
"0, you here?"
, "Yes" (llercely). .
"I thought you were going away"
(coquettishly).
"I am" (fiercely).
"Soon?"
"Yes; to-morrow" (roughly).
"Kr cr erer, I havo a trunk of
mamma's I could loan you" (archly).
"I don't want anything belonging
to you." -
"Well, really, it would be the least
of trouble if you wanted it."
"I don't. I came here to get my
book of travels."
"O, yes, certainly." Sho ran into an
ndjoining room and brought the
book. "There," as she placed it in
his hand. "Anything else?"
"No," answered George, as he put
the book under his arm and went out
the door toward the stairs. He de
scended one step.
She Er er where are you going?
He (gruffly) South Africa.
"To dig?"
"No, to fight."
!-! c:i . iin..i:.i. ... .
"No, Roers."
"Er er do you think Roberta will
get to Pretoria?"
"I haven't thought."
"Wonder if he'll get ttcro before
you?"
No answer, Ry this time ho had
descended nil but eight steps.
She Anything I can do pack your
trunk, do your purchasing?
No answer. Another step.
"Hope you don't miss the boat."
Ho topped, looked up'at her lean
ing over the baluster.
"You don't seem to care whether I
go or not?"
"No" (laughing tormentingly).
Three steps more.
"O, George, you might take the big
npple tree with you. I won't need it
now, of course. You know the one I
mean. The one you and I used to sit
under in the summer time. Why,
'twas only last summer we sat there.
(Moro serious.) Well, you better take
it with you, for I don't want it now.
(He sat down on the stairs.) Have you
gone? Well, goodrby."
Tho old apple tree has furnished a
happy thought. Slowly he turned in
ins position.
"I am going," ho said, slowly, and
then very softly and clearly: "I am
going to stay with the apple tree."
JA lo Sleeve. '
The majority of sleeves art! tight up
to the top of the'arm. There they ex
pand somewhat to allow of being prop
erly adjusted to the armhole, and any
extra fullness Is taken up by short
darts, which are pressed flat. The
bottom of 1hr sdecvci extends beyond
the wrist, whether it is cut in olnts,
rounded, flared or simply left plain
and" straight, A great deal has been
said and written on the? subject of
machine stitching as trimming for
cloth gowns, but, although It is no
longer n novelty, it Is still used, and,
indeed), i one of the most popular
trimmings of the season. Gowns of
Venetian cloths,' or even of the smooth
broadcloth, are trimmed with machine
stitching, done either in black or a
diark slik or in white. The white is
moro conspicuous, but at the same
time more effective, and Is used much
as braid would be. Washington Star.
Strnvlerry !rii.
Roll one pound of sugar and one
half pint of water five minutes; remove
all black scum; remove and when cold
pour it over three pints crushed straw
berries; cover nmVjet stand 24 hours;
lay a square pitc.o frif flannel in n col
ander, place the colander over a bowl,
pour in the strawbery mixture. Let It
drain without jdf.iurhlng the fruit,
place the juice in a kettle;, boil thre
minutes, then bottle; cork and dtpcork
ia melted w ax. Ledger Monthly.
The r.trp I'opnlnr (inlmpr,
Now that the upper portion of the
bodice Is so grncrallj' cut swy to
show a chemisette of gulmpo, great at
tention Is bestowed upon this pictur
esque article of dress. China silk,
French lawn, liberty silk, or surah,
laid in fine lingerie tucks, are the fab
rics most used for guiirpes on every
isy gown. Detroit Free Tress,
vr a 71:::
On dr.yr'.r.t .! That's all It cia be;
No f.iUr 1' ,i that 1 tho hardest fate;
And d ys hava their limits, however wa
Ucjrhi thi r. too early ana stretch thcra
One day at a tine! Every heart that aches
Knows or.ly too well how long that can
seem:
But It's never to-day which the spirit
. breaks:
It's tho darkened future without a
On day st a timet A burden too great
To be tomo for two can to borne for one;
Who know what will enter to-morrow's
irate?
While yet we are speaking all may be
done ..
Ono day at a time! but a single day.
Whatever It load, whatever Its length;
And there's a bit of precious Scripture to
eay
. That according to each shall be his
. strength.
One day at a time!
It's a wholesomo rhyme
A good ono to live by;
A day at a tlmo.
-British Weekly.
The World Against Him
By WILL N. HARDEN.
CoprrUht.1300.br
A. N. Kelloicg Newpaier Company.
CHARTER X. Continued.
For a moment Ronald remained
where he was; his revolver, was
empty, f.nd he did bat know but that
Hart might be unlnrtucq, hpJInJn am
bush waiting for him to draw nearer.
At tills juncture another horseman gal
loped up, It was Thad Williams, his
long stringy locks flying in the breeze,
his revolver drawn, ready for use. lie
reined his horse in at a point in the road
from -whence he could see behind the
bushes that obscured Tlart from Ron-
aid's view. For fully a minute he sat
astride his snorting animal, his eyes
bulging from their sockets. ,
"Damn you, you've dore 'im!M he
said, with a deep breath, and he swung
his revolver round till It pointed at our
hero.
"Mine is empty," answered Ronald.
Fm in your power."
With another oath, the stalwart feb
low thrust his revolver Into his belt and
swung his' right leg over the rump of
his horse nnd stood on tho ground.
"You've killed 'im," he grunted, as he
stepped towards the bushes; "dare to
come nigh 'im, on' Fll let daj light
through you I"
Ronald stood as if rooted to the spot.
lie had no desire to sec the man who
had fallen by his hand. A chill like that
of death stole over him. Ifc had killed
a man killed a manl Then his heart
bounded suddenly a little my of hope
miret upon him, for he heard J h1 vvit.
Hams' voice, low nnd tender? "Are you
hurt, Syd, old boy? Say, old chum,
come off; don't play tricks on me!"
There was a low monotonous response
to this, and It continued for fully half
a minute. Then Ronald heard a gut
tural, labored coughing, and when Jt
had ceased he knew that Sydney Hart
was dead. Striding forward, he parted
the branches of the bushes. He found
Thad Williams holding the dead man's
head on;his arm, as he might have held
that of nn infant..
"Is he dead?" Ronald asked.
The giantrdowered the lolling head
with; its glaring eyes to the turf and
looked at the speaker with ft glare of
hate.
"He doit't look like he's run n In' of a
foot race do he?" he sneered, and a
sinister look took root in his face ns
he went on: "Me'n him used to stan
by one anolhcr, but as you eay yore
ammunition is out, I reckon me'n you
had as well not take it up. .The-law will
ntten toyore case itorttomakeithot
fur n cold-blooded murderer."
"I shot him In self-defense," answered
Ronald, averting his eyes from the re
pulsive sight.
"Self nothln'," sneered Williams.
"Jest before he died he tol me how it
come about. He said jou shot fust, nn
that you said you had inended to slay
'Im ever since that night at the swamp.
I reckon the court will take my testi
mony, nn' you bet Fll sw ear the truth,"
"You arc going to swear to that,
then?" said Ronald, too deeply
shocked by what had occurred to real
Ize the "full importance of the threat.
Williams nodded as he bent over the,
corpse and begun to stroke the haif
back from the clammy brow. ThcH
was n rumMing of wheels, and two cot
ton wagons filled w ith negro and white
laborers rounded the bend in the roae
"Hold on tharl" Williams cried, fs
he straightened himself tip ond wav d
his two hands. "I want one o thm
thar wngons to take a dead comnde
homo to his flrctdde!" : j
The wagons stopped. Tho lien
alighted, and, stricken with horror,
stepped lightly to where the 'cad
man lay. Ronald turned to go, "I
am going to give myself up to ; the
sheriff," he said, more to the staring
group than to Williams. "I did It in
self defense."
"The court will pan on tint,"
threatened Williams, with a growL
Ronald walked on. Under the con
demning stare of hU neighbors he felt
almost as If he had committed a de
liberate crime. They gave way for
him to pass ns If his garments held
the germs of death. Round the bend
the strldeut voice of Williams hvM
Mm tip. ' - '
"Handle 'Im easy, men he was not
afecrd o' anything that everwotc a
hide; you don't git to tetel many
soch Iti a lifetime; his dead fiest Is
better'n a meetin'-house full i the
common sort, in tho best o' hjalth.
Easy tharl put yore han' undr his
head; he ain't a-goin' to plcnf you.
He's no morefur this worl'. Jou'll
ntver beer his Jolly laugh agiu on ibis'
earth. My God J in It possible you we
Jead dead, old cpmradeT'
CHAPTER XI. ,
With head bowed like an ox draw
lag a burden, Ronald plunged along
the road. His fingers still held his re
vo'ver in a grasp of steel. The "ping
ping of exploding cartridges still
tounded in his earB tho dead man
stark faco and glaring orbs seemed
photographed on his brain.
"I've killed a manl" he tried to
enunciate the words, but his tongue
seemed to have swollen in Us mouth
Suddenly that happened which at that
moment he would have died to obvl
ate. He saw tho yellow pony-cart
from Carnlelgh,.and its sole occupant
was Evelyn Hasbrookc. Ho stopped
in tho middle of the road and stood
staring at her a one paralyzed, ee
ing him, she started, her fine features
become suffused with a soft pink
glew; she smiled and bowed, then, as
chc remarked the ilcrco stare of his
eyes, and the white helplessness of his
face, she caught her breath.
"What has happened?" her eyes fall
Ing on las revolver.
With his disengaged hand ho lifted
his hat.
"I I think you had better not go
that way," he said, haltingly.
"Rut why?" her glance shifted from
his revolver to his rigid face.
Ho hesitated, and then it occurred
to him ihat he might ns well tell her
all. It might be better for her to hear
it from hU own lips than to get a dls
tcrted report from others.
"I have had trouble with Syd Hart.
He wondered at the strange calmness
that had suddenly come over him In
her presence. "It took place juat
there, round the bend; you'd better
turn your pony tho other way."
Her face was a's fall of agony ai her
shrill voice when Bho said:
"You don't mean that you have ?
He nodded. "They are removing the
body now. Please bo calm; don't be
afraid of me! I had. to do it; ho would
have killed me. Perhaps It would have
been better if he had. I have always
thought I'd rather die than kill a man
even in defense of my own life, but in
the heat of the fight I did not look nt
it that way. All I wanted was to hit
him to hit him In the heart before he
could kill me."
Every muscle in her body seemed lo
lend an ear to what ho was saying
The reins fell from her inert fingers.
"Oh Ronald" (she had . never. ; called
the name aloud before, qnd lt;thrilled
him to the center of , his '.benumbed
being), "for God's sake teU ihc "it is
not true thero must ,be some mis
take."
"Jfcnc whatever," was his reply, as'
his desperate eyes feasted on her.
sweet, lovc-flllcd face. "Evelyn, dar
ling," a gentle glow showed in his
face like the flame of his Inward, spir
Ituat fire, "there was never the slight
est hope for our love, but' had there
been, this-would have "killed it. :Yott
me. I have been unworthy of 1 even
your faith ih mc; this is the' end;
my struggles wtro great enough be
fore, my burden is- now too heavy to
bear. Without a gleam of hope I can
not move I haven't that."
She gazed at him steadily, her glance
continually softening.
"I shall be true to you always," she
said. "I love you more than I do ray
life. This will make mo suffer as
much as you. Remember that. I shall
not have ono moment's peace. Already
I jerl ilko an old woman. ' Where or
you going, Ronald?"
He told her calmly enough.
"I guess that is best if anything
can bo best," she said, bitterly. "I
know where the sheriff lives. Get in
the cart with me; I shall drive there;
it is only a mile."
"That will never do," he drew back;
"your father "
She shrugged a shoulder, and took
up the reins in a pair of suddenly firm
a an ds.
"As If I could. think of my father
when you are in such distress. I should
be ashamed of myself if I lost one min
ute w ith you between now nnd
"Rut," he broke in, "I have never felt
that I had the right to even your
friendship It would be'unheard of, it
would oh I you see it would be unman
ly of me, at such a time, particularly,
to allow a young girl to compromise "
"It would be unmanly of you to re
fuse to let mc see you as long as. pos
sible, wheu your calamity is killing me.
Oh, do cornel"
Her melting eyes seemed to draw him
outside of himself. As he took his seat
beside her a sweet sense of her sym
pathy took possession ; of him and
warmed him through and through. A
momentary feeling of elation bounded
and thumped In his breast as the little
bay pony started back along the road
at a brisk trot. She was first to speak.
"Why have you ievcr told me before
that you loved me?" '
"!'ecaue," he made answer, "I have
hardly felt that I had the right to tell
myself so. I have been fighting it ever
since I first saw you that day in the
meadow."
"You are different from me, Ronald."
He read vast truth In her'deep, despair
ing eye. "I have never for one instant
fought my love for you. , I have gloried
in Us growth. Fd rather go to prison
mI.1i you than to a palace with ony
other man."
yThe road was very shady; large trees
re w on each side of it and their foliage
,was interlaced overhead. He had a
strong Inclination to clasp her In his
arms, but he did not give In to It; he told
himself that hit bloodstalnedhands
should not pollute her being. Already
he was taking advantng'e of her In al
lowing her to drive with him when to
he seen witli him at such a time would
excite widespread comment. He made
ro answer to what she had Just said and
Ih looking in her face he saw that her
eys were full of tears. '
'Vliat is the matter?" hr.ai.ked,
llV breast heaved convulsively
"lihns occurred to me that Iain d 1 i r
Ing y to prison," she said, simply,
ne would Lave comforted hti If he
could, but there was nothing in his
intnd to say. The awful realization was
stealing back upon him that In killing
Syd Hart he had blighted his whole fu
ture, covered the sun of his hopes with
human blood. They drove out into an
open space vvhere cotton-field
stretched out on one side. Rchind them
now loomed the white facade of Cam
lcigh. A score of negroes were picking
cotton beyond the rail fence,, but they
did not look up. . Ronald was congratu
latlng himself on this, knowing that
the shcriffllved only a little further on
but his elation on this Score was short
of life, for just. then a horseman ar
pearcd.Iu front of them. ItwasCapt
Winkle, ridicg like an Englishman, ris
Ing and falling in his stirrups. As his
trotting horse brought him swiftly
nearer he lifted his hat and bowed to
Evelyn. Evidently he had recognized
Ronald and lie showed much surprise
Looking back our hero saw that he had
reined his horse in and was staring
after them in a bewildered fashion.
Evelyn gave her companion a com
prehensive glance. "Never mind," she
said, "ho'll tell everybody he knows
that lie has seen us together, but you
and I have other things to think about
Will my love console you at all?"
;"Morc than anything In the world.
"Well, remember," they arc now in
sight of tho sheriff's house, a five
roomed erection with a porch over
which clambered a wealth of vines
'remember that I. shall be thinking of
you every minute."
"Thank you for that," he said, and
added: "I might as well get out here
and walk up to the house,"
Her only answer was to whip up the
pony; her face was pinched by pain as
she drew up at the gate in front of the
house. He got out.
"Good -by," he said.
She held out her hand.
"Good-by," she echoed, and as he tool
her hand he felt her quivering fingers
tighten round Ms' own.' "I am going to
pray for you night and day," she said
Andthenshe turned her pony and drov
slowly homeward. As he was entering
the gate, he saw. her stop and look
back; then she signaled him to come to
her. Obeying, he found her face wet
with tears.
"Is there nothing I can do for you?
she questioned.
He reflected, and then:
"If yon should happen to meet David
on your way back, please tell him what
I have done, and that I came to the
sheriff."
"I wish it were something harder,"
she said, pressing her handkerchief to
her twitching lips.' "Oh, it is so awful
there is so little to hope for you see
you are so despondent J"
, He could not deny this last charge
her'Ycry words seemed to add weight
4 W JL
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"I SHOT HIM IN SELF-DEFENSE,'' AN
SWEUED RONALD.
to his gloom. Lifting his hat, he
turned nway.
There was art open passage between
the two front rooms of .the sheriff's
house, and at a washtub, on a little
back porch, battling stick in hand, he
saw Mrs. Ratcliff. She was about 30
years of age, bat might easily have
proved that she was a third older, if
her appearance had been taken as test!
mony. '."
Ronald rapprd on the door-facing to
attract her sttcntlon, and when she
looked up he asked her if her husband
was nt home.
"He was jest this minute," she s id,
coming forward nnd wiping her hands
on her apron. "He took his gun jest
now and went Into the strip of woods
down thar at the foot o' the field. Is it
anything Important?"
"I came to turn myself over to him,
Mrs. Ratcliff; If you could send for
htm, perhaps he would like for you to
do it."
"I could blow the dinner horn," she
bctrayrd no surprise, if she felt any.
over tls announcement. It might
wake the baby, but I reckon I could
quiet It down ng'in."
She gave him n scat in the passage
nnd took his hat and laid It, according
to rules of hospltalltj, on her bed In
the room on the left. Then she reached
up for the cow's horn, which hung on 1
nail on the porch.
'Have you got yorcself In trouble,
Mr. Fanshaw?" she asked, as shcraised
the horn to her lips.
I've killed Sydney Hart, Mrs. Rat
cliff." He gave this explanation after
a slight hesitation, for he feared that
being n woman nnd nlonc with him It
might upset her nerves.
"You don t say," she ejaculated;
well, I'll be switched."
She did not seem more surprised than
if he had told her that he hnd had a
tooth extracted, and then he remem
bered that slic had heen RatclifTs com
panion in many a rough experience.
One night when he was taking three
desperadoes to jail and had stopped at
home for refreshments, he found that
the mountain streams ahead were so
much .'swollen by recent rains that he
could not go on, nnd there was nothing
open to him-LOt to convert their com
pany room Into "a temporary prison.
Ms. Ratcliff tit up till daybreak wlt!
a shotgun on one knee, and a restless
baby on the other, and remarked after
ward that she didu't sleep half the
night.
Ronald watched her as she stood like
an Amazon in the doorway and gave
two long echoing blasts on the horn.
Then she came back to him.
"Well I reckon you had obleegcd to
do it," as she looked Into the room on
the right at the little box cradle. "Mr.
Ratcliff 'lowed you an' Syd would have
a taste o' one another's gore 'fore long;
he 'lowed he'd never seed a man with
.yore reckless nerve, an that Hart never
would sleep till he'd bucked ng'ln it.".
The baby being quiet, she stepped
back to the door.- "I see Mr. Ratcliff
comin' lickity-split through the broom
sedge. We agreed when thar was any
thing Important fur mc to blow twice;
I reckon he'll think the house is afire.
My la! did you ever see a body ske
daddle like that? You'd think a hoop
snake was at his heels! Kothin' ain't
the matter!" (she shouted this to her
husband); "you are wanted that's
nil!" She stood in the doorway and
waved her hands. "I want 'im to see
I'm unharmed ur he'd break his fool
neck."
A moment later the sheriff came Into
the passage panting and perspiring.
"Well, 1 'lowed tho niggers had rlz,"
he laughed.
Eriefly Ronald explained what he had
come for and Ratcliff pulled his long
brown beard thoughtfully. He would
have made n joke if he were at a funeral
and the joke had been at the expense
of the corpse. y
"It's bad on me," he said, drily, "if you
fellers kill out many more ringleaders
like Syd I'll be out of a job that skunk
has been bread nn' meat to me fur a
long time. Rut, no jokin', we'd better
make a bee line 'ur town, an' Fll see
if I can't git you'up a bond. You are
too good a citizen to be stuck in a com
mon jail. We cayn't do a thing till
we've had a committal trial. To
tell you tho truth, I don't like
the looks of the business. Thad
Williams is a devil on wheels; he'll give
you trouble. What he'll swear won't
be prompted by the angels, an' his
threat shows his hind. Rut his testi
mony, true or untrue, will go as fur
at court as a presldin' cider's. Many
nn innocent man has had his life swore
away by designln rascals."
To Be Continued.
THE FORCE OF HABIT.
With nn llluatrntlon of Hmy Com
pletely One Habit Mar Sup
plant Another.
"Habit Is a curious thing," said Mr.
Jogglcton, "but tho completeness
with which one habit can bo sup
planted by another seems moro cu
rious still.
. ,ir i.n.i nir thnt I had used for
years, nnd..' which, 1 was firmly con
vinced, was by long odds the most
comfortable chair ever made. After
breakfast, when I read the paper,
I used to sit in that chair, and nfter
dinner at night I settled down into it,
with n cigar, in peace and happiness
and thought there never was a chair
that combined so many good points
ns to height and pitch of scat nnd
slope of back nnd all that; I had
never seen a chair that suited mo so
well.
"Rut one day this chair was tipped
over, or something1 or other happenc
to it don't know what but some
thing so serious thnt it was put out
of commission. With our usual con
servatlve slowness, we put off. from
day to day nnd from week to week
getting that chair repaired, nnd, as a
matter of fact, it was two or three
years before wo had it fixed up ond
brought into use again. Meanwhile,
I had singled out nnothcr chair which
I camo commonly to occupv'. This
didn't begin to be, nt first, so com
fortnble ua tho old ono had been, but
gradually Its objectionable points dis
appeared, nnd I'm blessed if it didn't
begin id develop good points that
had never suspected in it, nnd I came
at last to look upon It as a very com
fortablc. sort of a chair, Indeed. Rut
at last , tho old chair, tho good old
chair, was fixed up ngain ond brought
back into use, nnd the day it appeared
1 looked forward to settling down in
it nt night with tho old-time comfort.
"Rut when, with nil those pleasant
anticipations, I camo to sit in it again
I did not find the pleasure I had ex
pected; it was too high, or too low,
or the scat sloped too much, or ssome
thing I don't know what; it wasn't
As it used to be to me. I tried it
onco or twice more after thnt and
then gave It up nnd went back to the
new chair. My new habit had become
firmly fixed. I liked the new chair
better, nnd now, as I settled down
in it, its good points were at onco
emphasized i:nd softened, and round
ed Into completeness, and I ncceptedi
it Jn full as the chair of rnlinfylng
comfort ami wondered as I looked
across at the other what I ever could
have seen in it that made mc like it
so much.
'Such Is the force of habit." X. Y.
Sun.
rtie for ;inilneH.
"I'm glad I live In Crimson Oulch."
said Rronco Rob, reflectively.
"What fur?" asked Rattlesnake
Fete. - -
"Rccause I like peace. It ain't so
bad when you have to git rid of a man
now on then fur boss stcalin'. Rut
when it comes to shootin' 'im fur poll
lies ns iney 110 in some towns, welt.
it's too lively fur yer Uncle Rob."
W ashington Star.
He Knew Ilia I'M her.
Teacher (to a scholar w hose father is
sportsman) Tommy, If your father
shot three rabbits yesterday and two
t onlay, how mnnv would thnt muLnin
nil?
Tommy (wisely) Fourteen rabbit.
tares foxes nnd five deer. N Y, WorLS.
rteTolatlon In Water Travel.
Experiments hare proven that vecsels, Ci
ted with propellers which imitat the fish
fin, develop a remarkable propelling power
It will came a revolution in water travel.
Men gradually learn that Nature's ways sr
test. One cause of the remarkable success of
llostetter'a Stcmach Ritters springs from tht
fact that it ia a harmless, natural medicine,
made of Nature's most stretiRthenin herbs.
It is a sure cure for constipation, indigestion,
dyspepsia, biliousness or weak kidneys.
'
Ilook Agent with an Inspiration.
Irate Gentleman (angry at ' being dis
turbed) You hook canvassers make me so
angry with your confounded nerve and im
pudence that I cannot lind word to express
mv indignation. t .
Canvasser (jumping with enthusiasm)
Then, sir, I am a great help to you. I have
here the very thing you needa aictionarjr
of the Kngluh language, containing all the
words and slang phrac known, and only
two and six. Take it, and you will never be
at a los to express yourself again. Ciga
rette. - -.-
. Marquette, on Lake Superior,
is one of the most charming summer re'ortt
readied via the Chicago, Milwaukee &, St.
Raul Railway.
Its healthful location, beautiful scenery,
good hotels and complete immunity frota
hay fever, mskc a summer outing at Mar
quette, Mich., very attractive from the
standpoint of health, rest find comfort.
For a copy of "The Rake Superior Coun
try." containing a description of Marquette
and the copper country, address, with four
54) cents in stamps to pay postage, (Jeo. IP.
Icntlord, UeneraV 1'abKHger Agent, Chi
cago, ill.
Too Anxious,
It was at a wedding, and as the soon-to-be
wedded courie walked down the atBlc of the
little church embarrassment was plainly
written on the face of both; but when, in re
sponse to the question by the minister if
either of them knew of ony reason why they
shnuld not lawfully be joined together, there
came boldly forth from each the answer "!
do," the evident embarrassment on their
part was changed to one of real on the part
of the clergyman. Harper's Monthly. .
. 1. - -
. Try Grnln-OI Try Ornln-Ol
, Ask your groeer to-day to show you a
package of CJKAIN-O. the new lood drink
that takes the place of coll'ec. The children
may drink it without injury as well ns the
adult. All who try it like it. (JUAIN-0
has that rich seal brown of Mocha or Java,
but it is made from pure grains, and the
most delicate stomachs receive it without
distress. 1-4 the price of coffee. 15 cts. and
25 cts. per package. Sold by all grocers.
Low Ilntc
For the A. O. IT. W. meeting in Sioux Falls,
S. D., June 0 20, the R.. C. 11. & N. R'y has
made a rate of a SIX (ILK FAKE plus $2.00
for the round trip from Rows, Ia,, and all
points south. -
Call on nearest ticket agent for rates,
dates of sale, limits, etc.
Jno. (J. Farmer, A. CLI A. T. A.,
R., C. R. & N. R'y, Cedar Rapids, Ia.
The Cool Debtor. '
The Pun I called to see if you could settle
that little account to-day.
The Debtor Really, do you know, I think
you are the most curious man I ever knew,
lo think you should take so much trouble
to find out such a little thii.g as that. Roe
ton Transcript.
Hinder Twine nt Low Triers.
If you want a special inside price on bind
er twine, either hisal. Standard or Manila,
cut this notice out and mail it to Scars, Roe
bu k& Co. (Hinder Twine Department), CI
cngQ. stating about how much twine you will
require mid how soon, you will want it, and
they will save 'you money by quoting you
price that will either necurc Jour order or
compel the party who supplies you to sell to
you at a lower price than ho otherwise
would. . -
True State of Ilia Mind.
The Old Friend Say, it looks to me as
if you were putting on a lot of extra dignity
of late.
The Recently Enriched Person You are
badly mistaken. 1 am now in a position to
allow my inherent and native dignity to
come to the surface. Indianapolis Tress.
Do Your Fet Ache anil Harnf
Shake into your shoes, Allen's Foot-Rase,
1 powder for the feet. It makes tight or New
Hhoes Feci Ray. Cures Corns, Itching.
Swollen, J lot, Callous, Smarting, Sore ana
Sweating Feet. All Druggists and Shoe
Stores sell it, 25c. Sample sent FRKK. Ad
dress, Alien 25. Olmctcd, Le Roy, N. 1'.
It is just ns easy to look pleasant as It Is
to wear a long face nnd look ns though you
had dined on crabapples. Chicago Daily
News.
Lane's Family Medicine,
Moves the bowels each day. In order to
be healthy this i necessary. Acts gently on
the liver and kidneys. Cures sick head
ache. Trice 25 and 60c.
' ' s
One of the keenest" dif.Tnp'-inlnicnts a
misanthrope meets is the lack ot a demand
for hi sentiments when nn epitaph is to be
writtor, Chicago Democrat.
Carter' Ink 1 I'acil 1'xrluslvely
by thcM hoolnof New York, Roston nnd many
other places, and they wou't use nny other.
"Clcorge says he doesn't know the taste of
liquor." "Tours it down so fast, I uppoe, ,
that his nnlato dncun't get a chance."
Cleveland J'lain Dealer.
To Cure a Cold In Oni I)y
Tako Raxatlvo Rronio Quinine Tablets. AU
druggists 1 cfund money 1 fit fails to euro. CTkx
A good many failures are due to the fact '
th.lt tho SO enlled rtTrl f tinit i in nun'.
life arc not labeled. Atchison (Jlobc.
Thirty minutes Is nil tho tlmo required to
d.vo wiih i'l TNAM Fadeless Dyks, Bold by
all droughts.
A sure way to attract people who want to
talk is to have n bnok vmi want in rn.nl
Washington (Ia.) Democrat.
Rico's Cure cannot be too highly spoken of
is a cough cure. J. W. O'ltrien, 322 Tliird
Ave., .Minneapolis. .Minn., Jan. 0, 1900.
Lots of people standing un inM a crowd.
cd street ear simply lncnnn so many riders
are strapped for room. Jiulfalo News.
When cycling take a bar of White's Yuca
tan, it will help you to ride further and
casur.
The foolish will never tako simple reme
dies. Chicago Democrat.
IlnlTa Cntnrrh Care
Is a Constitutional Cure. Trice, 75c.
Is by the w ay r,f purifying the blood, (terms
rid impurities in the blood cause disrate
snd sirkncus. impelling these impurities re
move the dixea.se. Hood's SarssnanlU dnr
thi nnd it docs more. It makes the blood
rich by increning and vitaliimr the red
gl.-.lmlcK nnd giving it powtr to transmit to
the org ins, nerves nnd mimics the rmlri
nunt contained in digested food.
deed's SarDaparlL'a
I the Rett Medium Money Can Uu.