Decatur Democrat, Volume 42, Number 8, Decatur, Adams County, 5 May 1898 — Page 6

MOTHERIES and about which such tender and holy recollections cluster as that of “ Mother ” —she who watched over our helpless infancy and guided our first tottering step. Yet the life of every Expectant Mother is beset with danger and all effort should be made to avoid it. ■ I 1L ’ so ass ‘ sts nature Mnihor Q in the change takIvlulllvl V ing place that _ B _ the Expectant Mother is ena- ■ IIHIIII Wetj to look tor_ ■ ■ IVHm ward without dread, suffering or gloomy forebodings, to the hour when she experiences the joy of Motherhood. Its use insures safety to the lives of both Mother and Child, and she is found stronger after than before confinement —in short, it “makes Childbirth natural and easy,” as so many have said. Don’t be persuaded to use anything but MOTHER'S FRIEND “My wife suffered more in ten minutes with either of her other two children than she did altogether with her last, having previously used four bottles of ‘Mother’s Friend.’ It is a blessing to any one expecting to become a MOTHER,” says a customer. Henderson Dale, Carmi, Illinois. Os Druggists nt SI.OO, or sent by express on receipt of price. Write for bo< k containing testimonials and valuable information for ail Mothers, free. The Bradfield Regulator Co., Atlanta, (la. OTR D’ALENE. BY HARY HALLOCK FOOTE. — [Copyright, rBo4. by Mary Hallock Foote.] “I did not, father—l meant —not at first.” “ ‘Not at first.' What am Ito under-I stand by that? Let me repeat the words; perhaps you may recognize them.” “Oh. don’t repeat them! The whole thing is frightful. How can I talk tc you at all when you begin by accusing me of such things?” "It is certainly not very pleasant for

ire to pursue this kind of r.n unvesugation. but we may as well go through I ■with it: for your own sake the thing must be cleared up. Abby tells me that: the took that message herself, pre-1 cisley in your language, because you' were unwilling to trust it on. paper—: Taming the place a.nd the time of the meeting: and in case there should be a doubt in the young man's mind that the message was genuine, you added these words: ‘Tell him it comes from her he called his Mountain Lily.' Faith. I don't wonder that you cover your face!” Faith instantly raised her head. “1 cent - that I sent that message or any message.” she uttered with white lips. “If Abby says that I did. you will have to choose between the word of a servant and the word of your daughter.” “Don't get excited." said Mr. Hingham. “I will have this thiingdeeided on DO one's word but your own and his. Do you deny that those words you have just heard me rep.a* th" words of that message?’* “I tlo not! I <.Miy that they were my words, or that I ever used them.” “It scarcely’ matters whose words they are; but I should like to know how they came to be so effectual for the purpose. They certainly brought that young man—where he got, not what he came for, evidently, but what he richly deserved. Whoever sent it. the message acted like a charm. How do you explain that?” “I am not bound to explain it; I am r.ot responsible for his coming.” "Well. I should like to know who this ‘Mountain Lily’ is that meets young men in woods, alone, at dark hours of the night.” “Father. I will tell you all I know.” said Faith, trembling and deadly white, for now she could not doubt with what merciless constructions she had to deal. "He did call me by that name once, father. It was when wc abused his hos-1 pitality, and I was left on his hands alone —yes, in the dark hours of the night. It was then, when my father failed me. when he was father and friend and brother to me. that his heart went out to me; his pity made him ten- I der toward me, and he said those words. How they got abroad to be turned to this wicked and shameful use, I cannot tell you. and I do not care. But if they had been the means of bringing him to his death, he would have been the last man—yes. as he is the first—to say sueh words to me.” “ And do you think that you know the character of this man?” “How should I know his character? Do I know my own? I know what my father professes to think I am. and to whom he goes for his information. A stranger could hardly expect to fare better than a daughter. If I am—what you say I am. I need not be surprised that he should turn out to be a spy.” "Be careful. Faith. I have given you,' in my own mind, the benefit of a last doubt, awaiting your acknowledgment of this man's true character. But if you insist on siding with him—well, you 1 must expect to be judged with him. Here are the proofs of what he is, in his own words.” Mr. Bingham produced a letter in a long blue envelope, unsealed, and without an address. lie offered it to Faith. “I will not touch it!” she cried. “For shame, father! Can you stoop to read a private letter picked out of the pockets of vour guest by your own servants?” ’

“My guest! A pretty sort of guest! My guest is a spy. and he is my prisoner.” shouted Mr. Bingham. “I have 1 the right to search, and I have proved his trade on him by the papers he '■ carries. Abby was right to inform our boys of this meeting, and they were] right to be there, prepared to take him | alive or dead. The time demands it. I A spy expects the treatment of a spy; 1 he knows what that is when he agrees to take the job. Now hear what he says for himself. This is a letter ad-I dressed to Sir Peter Plympton, the ’ president of our company, as you know.; The date is June 30, the day of that oc-1 casion you refer to in a manner so re-1 spectful to your father, when we first met this Mr. Darcie Hamilton, alia-J Jack Darcie. His father is Archibald Hamilton, one of our directors, so it's | not for the wages he has taken up the : trade: it’s pure love of the business. I will not stop to read each specific charge that he brings against me; you can read the letter yourself, if you like. Perhaps you have read it.” Faith rejected the letter with a passionate gesture. ‘‘Then you will have to take my word I for the contents. It's the old list of i charges that is always put up when there is a kick against one man on the misrepresentations of a lot of other men who have something to gain by his downfall. I’m a liar and n thief.) ' and I'm generally incompetent; there’s nothing wrong that I haven’t done, and there’s nothing right that I have. If you won't read it, you can take for granted there's nothing left out. But ' here is his summing up: “ 'I would unhesitatingly recommend that work be suspended, and the mine shut down, pending a complete reor- 1 ga.nization c iFe .. T'e nori* oi 1 the men is what might be looked far as i the result of inefficiency, wasteful extravagance, and corruption in. the officers. I should recommend the dis- 1 charge of every man on the pay rolls, beginming with the manager and ex- i cepting the doctor. At present the i mine is run in the interests of the man- ; ager and of the Miners’ union. The i force includes some of the most un- ' scrupulous of the Idaho “Mollies,” and . in the existing state of feeling between 1 the Mine-owners' association, and the unions the mine is regarded as a danger i and a menace to the peace of the community; and in the event of these i troubles coming to a crisis, demanding the presence of the troops, I think it not i unlikely that the mine would be shut i down by order of the district com- i mander.’ “All this he submits respectfully, and . signs himself ‘John Darcie Hamilton.’ “Now. whether the charges against

i me are true or false has nothing to do , with the question. Is this Darcie Hamilton entitled to be called my guest, to i enjoy the shelter of my house, a.nd the 1 privilege of my daughter's society ? Is she doing right by herself and by me in making him her friend—not to speak i of anything more?” “Let me look at tke letter ."said Faith. , She he’d, it in her trembling hands. . trying to fix .her mind upon the last ( few sentences, and to compare the written words with those she had heard , her father pronounce; she turned to the • date, and then she went back again to . the signature. “Take it. please.” she said, handing ( it to her father. “I think there is not , much to choose among us.” , “I don’t know what you may mean | by that. Include yourself if you think you must do so. but stop there, if you ' please." , “I admit." said Faith, “that he is not ( what I thought him. I don’t under- ( Ow 'M/a //M J hi!-!-! /// ' //t [nil ’l I'4 > 1 / / j /// k I V "Faith: Great Heavens! Have you opened my letter?" stand. IVe seem to have all gone back to barbarism. (As to the rest —whether i , I sent the message, or whether it was | sent him falsely in my name —it does not matter —to me at least. Believe what ■ ; you like; we shall never know’ each I other any more. As your daughter I ; have only one last thing to ask of you j —money enough to take me back to my ; 1 mother’s people.” "You shall have all the money you 1 want, as you always have had; but as [to going back —you are crazy! You can’t go anywhere now, unless you are j expecting a regiment of troops to escort you.” At bedtime Faith was coming down the long second-story passage when she met Darcie, walking toward her listlessly, w ith a tired, wandering step. He knew that she had been with her father. 1 and as he searched her pale, downcast face he saw that some new trouble was I upon her. and his eyes were full of . love and beseeching sympathy. He I thought that she must have gone through with enough since he had seen her last to account for the change in : her sensitive expression. The question of the moment with him was h<KV he . best could help her. He held out his left hand, and waited for her to speak. . His look was utterance enough; but I she would rot meet his eyes. She . swerved slightly away from him. avoid- . his touch, and. as he called her by name in the tone that he used for no name

but hers, she uttered just two words: “Oh, don’t!” There was no mistaking the accent of repulsion, almost of horror. with which they were spoken. “Wh.V is this?” he asked, straightening himself involuntarily under the shock. “Your letter!” she gasped. “Was it a letter signed John> Darcie Hamilton . Was that the letter you asked, me to fetch—that you were meaning to send from this house?” “Faith! Great Heavens! have you opened my letter?” She looked at him dazedly, not denying or attempting to reply; she was thinking only of what- he had done. “It is not possible!” he persisted, in a heart-broken voice. “Faith, dear, you could not have read my letter! I will never believe you could do a thing like that.” Then it came to her distinctly what it was that he meant, and why he looked at her in that strange manner. Alas! what could it matter now? “My faith for your faith,” she cried wildly, and ran past him. and shut herself into her room. Darcio stood awhile stone-still where she had left him; then he dragged himself to his own room and sat upon the side of his bed, trying to realize this impossible thing. Yes, she had doubted him. acid had taken that way to satisfy herself. What she thought of him, now that she had read the letter, was a small thing compared with the loss he had suffered in losing his image of her. He grew very cold, sitting there alone in the dark, and his wound was aching heavily. At length Wan came in with a package of medicine and a note from the doctor, who could not see his patient, again that night, as he had expected. The note said: “There is a row in town to-night; most of our boys are in it, but they will go back to the mine (with considerable liquor aboard) about midnight. I think, all things considered, you had better be conspicuous by your absence. Wan will take you over to my place, where a friend will show you to your new lodgings; they will be on the ground floor. Wan is ‘fly.’ I send you something to make you sleep.” “Oh, yes," groaned Darcie; “I shall sleep to-night!” And Faith, on her knees at her bedside, was whispering, brokenly: “Loveland friend hast thou put far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness . . . thou hast made me an abomination unto them!” IN.

THE SPARE BEDROOM AT THE DOCTOR'S. The doctor’s house was one of the earliest dwellings erected at the mine. It had been occupied at different times by various officials of the Big Horn, including the manager himself, before his own. f 0,000 colonial residence was built; as mining-camp tenements go, it was considered a snug little box for a single man. In front were the doctor's office and ! dispensary, both opening upon a gallery, the long posts of which found a footing part way down tlie gulch. There was barely room at the back of the house for a team to pass over I a platform of heavy planking that | bridged the shallow chasm between the kitchen door and the door of a fireproof cellar tunneled into the hill. It was to this rear entrance, facing the cellar, that Wan conducted Darcie on the evening of the 10th, the front, or office, door being locked, and the rooms within empty and dark. The house was shutterless, but Wan did not omit the precaution of drawing down the green linen shades before lighting a lamp. I Darcie, listlessly accepting the doctor’s view of the situation, together w ith any solution of it that might have occurred to his friendly ingenuity, asked no questions of his guide; he I cared as little what was to become of j him as, at that moment, he cared for I his life; and after the customary ac- ' knowledgment of his service, Wan said good night, and left him alone in ths doctor’s kitchen. The cat rose up from her bed, and patted softly across the floor to inquire concerning a stranger's presence, humping her sleepy back and purring interrogatively. Darcie stroked her with his left hand, but declined her next confiding proposition, to leap upon his knees. She continued to lavish feline blandishments upon him, undiscour- : aged by his indifference, passing and ■ repassing his chair to rub her sides against his leg. clutching the floor with [ one spread paw and then the other, < and breaking out into loud purring at a casual look, or a touch of his hand, j After a time she gave him up as an | instrument of creature comfort, and \ went back to her carpet behind the . stove. The wind, sweeping down the gulch, i brought with it the deep diapason of the forest, mingled with the fitful blare of a stove-pipe funnel, which dis- i coursed dismally from the roof. Long, j taut iron wires braced the kitchen | stove-pipe, and these also had a voice— ; the jar and tremor of rude harpstrings, j when the pent gusts smote them. Darcie had sunk into a dream so deep that he did not hear at first, and then started on hearing, the cautious step of a heavy man endeavoring to tread lightly on the sounding platform outside, and the touch of a groping hand on the door. “Is this,” he queried with himself, “the ‘friend’ who is to show me to my night's lodging? He does notcome like one who is sure of his welcome.” Then his face broke into a smile at the sound of Mike's well-known whistle, a trifle more guarded than usual, with a rising note of inquiry, as if to ask: “Are you there, Darcie dear?” Mike detected no change in the manner of his partner, nor. at first, in his countenance, more than his hurt and subsequently confinement might have

accounted for. and they to chaff and berate each other in the L in which men, surpris feeling, seek to conceal the sam! . "Was ye expectin’ me. aske - ’ siukin" his voice into the depths of his reh "t° brogue. “Did the docther tell ye Where I was hid? bounO® niver axed him; for why wouldn t h tell ve, unless the little gurl was by . 5X.... >» "■•‘■-x. and ye niver gev me a though., betther be h’istin’ out av this. ~ I'm livin' like Hobi’son Crusho in a cave o' me own as handy as a pocket in a shirt. There's grub for two, an the docther was tellin' me he'd sintl me a . boarder. He never mintioned your name, but I whistled on the chant. Ihe | docther is an honest man.entirely; he■ s ; threated me white. He had ine loife in I his hand the night I borrowed a lodgin unbeknownst to him. whin tlum blagvards was chasin’ me t’rough the | woods: an'he just chucked me the wink. ‘Lav low, Mikey’ says he; ‘there's betther men underground than some that s on top.’ “An’ now follow me into me diggin s; it's a pair o’ gophers we’ll be. I been spreadin’ me toes a bit underground, feelin’ for daylight by the back way. Up yon," he a'dded, pointing generally up the gulchskle among the underbrush, “is the back door av me gopherhole. Hearts is thrumps, but spades is our long shuit, me lad. Without more elucidation of the facts conveyed in these mixed metaphors. Mike undid the hasp of the cellar doo", and Darcie. stooping, followed him into a place where an odor of pine kindlingwood mingled with that of freshly dug earth. “I put out me light beca’se I'm not . keepin’ a public,’ Mike explaineo. “Stan* still in your thracks till I fasten the door, an’ thin we'll see the color o night underground. [to rnvTTXTTTCp.I “I Was Weak. Nervous and Run Down.” I want to testify to the good Brown s Cure has done me. I was weak, nervous and run down in vitality when 11 commenced taking it: it has done ev-! crything for me and I am now a new | being. A number of my friends also speak with gratitude of the good your medicine has done them it is indeed a grand remedv. Yours Gratefully, Mrs. L. V. Criig, 907 Mass. Ave.. Indianapolis, Ind. Such is the testimony of thousands concerning Brown s Cure, a Perfect Familv medicine, the best remedy known for the liver, kidneys and bowels, a positive cure for dyspepsia and all bowel troubles, sick headache, nervousness, constipation and loss of i sleep. If you suffer try this great ■ remedy and find health and happiness. Sold by Page Blackburn. Price 75 cents. Yi-Ki cures corns and warts 15c. Btlacnte Yctir Howels With Cascarets. Candy Cathartic, cure constipation forever 10c.25c. ItC. C. C fail, druacists refund money From the report of American Consul Jackson at Cognac it appears that ts vintages of that section having been affected by frosts, the output this year will be less than last year’s and the quality possibly not so good. I —

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A Woman's I Heart I The wife of a clergyman tells the story of her sttfftr. I i>g with neuralgia of the heart, with the hope that her I experience may indicate to others the way to regain I health. I

Few bodily afflictions are more terrible than heart disease. To live in constant dread and expectation of death, sudden, instant death, with last farewells unspoken, is for most people more awful to contemplate than the most severe lingering illness. The slightest excitement brings great suffering and danger to people so afflicted. Such was the expedience of the wife of a well-known clergyman. She tells her story for the sake of doing good to otnetfc “I feel,” she said, speaking carefully and weighing her words, “that Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People relieved me ot a lifetime of sickness and sorrow, and 1 cheerfully recommend them.” . This grateful woman is Mrs. Vamslcy, wife of the Rev. C. E. Wamsley, who fives on West Sheridan Street, Greensburg, Ind. She continued: , , « My heart became affected after the birth of mv youngest child, abou. six years ago. “The pain was constant. Frequently it grew so seve-e I would be forced to cry out. “I could not endure any excitement. “It would increase the pain so I would scream and fall down in a state of collapse. In this co idition I was helpless. “These spells would come on me at home, in the street, or anywhere I might be. “I could not sleep at night. I ate very little. ~, . -r-r “ Different doctors were called in. I hey said I had neuralgia of the Ecart, resulting £rnm nervous or<—"itioj*

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“The doctor; treated m e U.t, 1 ; they gave did not last ™ H § I was a physical wreck, I fell on an item in the local cin,. 7 “I htl how Mrs. Evans, of West FnH cured by Dr. Williams’ Pink c nfl People. Her suffering was lit- „ w ’I hope ether sufferers ■ account will have the faith 1 ‘fl read of Mrs. Evans. ~ “My h-asband bought m eone . ■ pills. Ihe change they nude in „ ditio.i was encouraging, f box ; then bought six more All the time I gained in health.st w .1 hojae, nerve force-steadily, Before 1 finished the eighth bn, t ■ the treatment. I felt perfectly w ,n ■ doctor said I was entirely cured." To add weight to her story Mfstr ■ Icy made affidavit to its truth bef [! .,? l 'B F. Russell, a Notary Public of Neuralgia of the heart is many serious evils t.ut grow out of ■ ments of the nervous sy stem crof thrSi' ■ The remedy that expels toe blood and supp.ics the necessarytuu ■ ials for rapidly rebuilding wasted neXt I sues reaches the roc; of mar.yse nw . r * ■ It is these virtues that have rivZxß Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale Pcopka* ■ wonderful curative powers in disci, a ■ at first glance seem widely different. * I This famous remedy -s f r al c U ■ drug~ ; sts for 53 wuabca; orsijL ■ for SJJiO. ‘ ■

Dr. 0. V. CONNELLVeterinary Sirgecn ad Decatur, Ind. 0.0. F Graduate of »*>• arr Oollen '-d Tor’.nto ' e , j j icLiol Tn-s - all or ■>«“■ * . aa><a.. I« Cultaatlenoed w