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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 -mm "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.