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AN UNTIMELY JOKE. One day of late 1 chanced to hear Expressed a rather witty sneer. Os singers, who in quavering strain. Have tried to charm us. but in vain; “Swans sing before they die; twere no bad thing Shoald certain persons lie before they sing.” The hall was small, the audience few. The singer was a girl in blue; Her voice was harsh and unrefined. Her song a chestnut of its kiml I thought : *A glorious change, Ido declare. To spring that joke up >u my neigh; or there." He seemed a farmer, brown and tunned. With bulging chest and horny hand. I chuckled, as with inward glee. I whispered, confidentially “Swans sing before they die twere no bad thing Should certain per-ons die before they sing " Then I got v. hipped, for why, you know The husky fellow was her beau. First with my form he wiped the floor. Then fired me headlong through the door. When next 1 criticise a girl in blue, Be sure I’ll know first whom I'm talking to —Peter Grant, in Chicago Record. MR. RUBBIT’S BOOTS. A Joko That Cost a Naval Oißcor His Commission. It was back in the piping times of peace, and I was hardly more than a lad when I found myself on board her majesty’s good ship Orontes, outward bound. The Orontes was a troop ship, and was engaged in what is called the Indian relief service. On this occasion she was bearing out to the great Asiatic possession a number of detachments from various regiments, and quite a large party of officers, some going back to join their corps after a happy and all too short furlough in England; others, like myself, going out to join the it respective regiments, the former blase of all the pleasures and excitements of Indian garrison life; the latter looking forward ardently to that same thing. So it is throughout life; the anticipation is the best part of the good thing. It must have been this that prompted the late lamented Solomon to make that highly sensible remark of his anent vanity. Maj. Williston Ball, of the Bengal artillery, was the life and soul of the party, and his mare—an Australian “waler” —was the most intelligent animal I had ever encountered. He took the mare wherever he went: she was a good sailor in rough weather, and in calm would frisk about the deck in felt boots and play with the men more like a kitten than a horse. Another personage, the very antithesis of Maj. Ball, was a young gentleman who had just been presented with a commission as cornet in a hussar regiment. He was the scion of the senior partner in the firm of V.ubbit &, Shine, the eminent blacking manufacturers. ana possessed all the characteristics of his plebeian origin; he was arrogant, self-assertive and inquisitive to a degree, and, although snubbed right and left, was as unabashed as ever. On the evening after we had left Malta; the first lieutenant invited half a dozen of us to discuss a bowl of specially interesting punch in his cabin. Eusebius Rubbit was of the party, and, I regret to say, took much more than was good for him; so much, indeed, that he suddenly disappeared under the table. 1 hen some one proposed having some fun with "Seeby,” as the first officer called him. S > we removed his boots —he always persisted in wearing undress uniform and riding boots, although the rest of us were in “mufti” alxiard ship—and, putting about a pound of carpenter’s glue in each, we tied them to the peak halliards, and, hoisting %way. left them flying at the mizzen gaff end. We then painted his nose green—good ship's paint, hard as enamel —and put him to bed. About one bell, or half-past four, next morning, being unable to sleep and feeling somewhat cobwebby, I went on deck just as the first gleam of dawn came out of the east. On our starboard bow, and coming westward —evidently going to Malta —was a large three-decker proceeding under canvas; it was the Duke of Wellington, then flagship of the Mediterranean squadron. It was the first time I had seen so large a ship under sail, and it was destined to be the last, for the era of iron warships was fast approaching. And it was a most magnificent sight to see her heeling over toward; us gracefully, as if bowing, her immense spread of swelling, spotless canvas at the same time showing the whole length of her cream-white spar deck. I was lost in admiration at the beautiful spectacle for many minutes as she came abeam of us, when I noticed she ran up a string of signal flags, hauled them down and ran up another string. Our third officer, a merry young fellow named Lockhart, had takfti over the watch at four o’clock, when it was still dark, and had since then been busy superintending the swabbing of the decks; but he managed to spell out the signals to mean: “What signal mizzen?” He then, for the first time, east his eyes aloft., and beheld with amazement “Seeby” Rubbit’s boots dangling from the peak. He looked over inquiringly to the quartermaster at the wheel; that worthy grinned and said. “Some of the young gentlemen have been havin’ of some fun with Mr. Rubbit last night—leastways this mornin’, and them’s his boots at the peak, sir.” Lockhart laughed, and, turning to me, said: “So that’s what you fellers Were up to last night, was it? I heard the racket; and now the dear old admiral wants to know all about it, too! So he shall, good old man, so he shall!” He then proceeded to spell out the terse, but significant reply: “Rubbit and Shines best.” He intended it merely as a joke, and thought surely the admiral would understand and take it as such. The hoots were hauled down and tenderly passed over to Mr. Rubbit's man, the signal flags stowed away, and the incident forgotten long before the admiral’s ship was out of our sight astern. Mr Rubbit's man was very busy all

day, and Mr. Rubbit himself was invisible. When he did make his public appearance again, we noticed that pumice stone had done its work nobly, and there remained but a faint shade of green paint on his nasal extremity, but it was enough to give him a sort of “ghost-in-llamlet" look, that we thought very becoming It is not for one moment to be supposed that he was in anywise abashed by this or any other circumstance: not one jot. W hen the Arab pilot boarded our shipoutside Alexandria, the officious Mr. Rubbit pounced upon him and wanted to explain to him what his duties were, until the man fled in terror up the bridge steps, his long white drapery flying in the wind. At Alexandria we regretfully took our leave of the good ship Orontes and proceeded overland to Suez, and eventually to Calcutta, where we separated, all of us regretting to part with the ever-genial Maj. Ball and his mare. It would take too long to recount a tithe I of the fun wherewith that fine old officer lightened the tedium of the sea passage. Shortly after arrival at headquarters we were startled out of our regular pleasurable routine of social life by the outbreak of the great mutiny of the Bengal army, and from that time on it was work and fight all the time, and it was many months later when we heard of the sequel to the “boots” i incident. It appears that all the facts of signalling the Orontes had been noted down in the log-book of the admiral’s ship, and at the conclusion of the cruisw the book had in due course been forwarded to the admiralty. Here the clerk with too little to do came across the paragraph and retailed it as a good story at his club. From thence it passed from mouth to mouth, and eventually came to the knowledge of the leader of the opposition for the ♦ imp bciEg*—Georjre Gray. I thinlc it was, although at this distance of time I will not be quite sure —and he, desiring to make political capital out of it, one evening arose iu his place in the house of commons and asked the first lord of the admiralty—his voice trembling with indignant emotions: “Since when the British navy had so far lost its dignity that some of her majesty’s ships were used as a medium for advertising a firm of blacking manufacturers?” I forget what the reply was. but an investigation took place, and the wretched result of the joke was the placing of poor Lockhart on the retired list, lie was never promoted and never went to sea again in an official capacity. All of which goes to prove that It does not do to joke with an admiral. Later still, I was on duty outside the Khotwalse at Agra one mornin* in November, 1857, with half a troop of my regiment, the Queen’s Lancers, when I descried a white figure coming up the road leading a dilapidated horse. The pair advanced towards the picket, and with some difficulty I recognized Maj. Balli He broke down utterly when | he learned who I was, and begged a pail of water for the mare. It was the old story; the men of the two native batteries he commanded, after protesting faithfulness to their salt through thick and thin, had at last a week previously revolted, seized treasure and guns and ammunition, burned down the station and decamped, leaving the major to shift for himself. He had hid by day and crawled by night through a country whose every inhabitant had a hand raised against the “feringhee.” His clothes had long since given out to the attacks of the thorns and brambles, and all he possessed in the world was a bed sheet he had stolen and the mare, and she had carried him fifty miles that morning. While he was telling me this in a few words, one of my men brought a pail of • water and held it up to the mare’s ; mouth: she languidly swallowed a few mouthfuls, looked up at the major, whinnied affectionately, laid her head against his shoulder and fell dead Her noble heart had burst. —J. E. M. Hardy, in Illustrated American. WHAT CHILDREN TALK ABOUT. Boys Tulked of Girls and Girls Talked of Their Studies. “I once occupied two rooms on the ground floor of an old-fashioned house which stood on a corner where a large number of schoolchildren passed,” said a lady recently. “One day it occurred to me that it would be interesting to listen to their conversation. So, as the pupils reached my front window. I walked with them to my side windows, and so to the length of the house. I being unobserved behind blinds and sash curtains “After three weeks’ observation, I ■ found that boys from eight to fourteen years of age were bragging continually of their superior progress in the line of ‘licking.* ‘baseball,’ ‘bike ridin* ’ and ‘big brother.’ NeTer a word of their studies. “Girls of the same age talked: ‘And mamma said,’ ‘and— teacher —said,’ ‘I don't care, my numbers are too hard,* *l’ll jUfitt tell iiilliiiiiia, ‘fiiid allC SliyS* ‘and my doll is as pretty, mamma said so,* etc., m the same strain, with mamma coming in at the beginning or end ■ of every sentence. Both sexes of this ; age talked as fast as their tongues allowed. Evidently there were no listenj ers. “Os the ages from fourteen to seventeen the girls talked, with scarcely an exception, of their studies, and there were plenty of listeners. The boys of the same age talked, with scarcely an exception, of girls, with plenty of listeners. “Now. 1 confess, this surprised me. I had w always been taught to believe just the revere, and it took various listenings and peeps before I would believe my senses. But the truth was before me. The boys talking girls, and the girls talking studies, studies, studies.’’—Kansas City Star. —Humorous Editor —“You have carried this joke a little too far.” Sad Humorist—“ Yes, sir; that is why I wish to leave it with you.” —Boston , Courier

RAIN AND SHINE. Can’t have sunshine aM the tlmeGot to come a rain. The dry land—it gits thirsty. An' the mountain an' the plaia They cry out ter a drop to drink. An' all the wiltin’ flowers Is glad to see the rain fall free. An freshen with the showers Can't have sunshine all the time; Glad fer rain to fall; Fills the wells an' makes the dells Look fresh an' sparklin'—alt The raindrop makes the roses grow. An' if the rivers rise. They water all the land, an’ go Jest singin' ’neath the skies'. Can't have sunshine all the time: 1 like a rainy day; Fer that’s the time for readin’ books. Or makin’ fiddles play. To home, or to the grocery store. I'm happy when it rains; Fer they n. ed it on the mountains. An' it's welcome on the plains’. —Atlanta Constitution. IN THE NEXT CENTURY. Tho O: acle Veils a Story of Things That Are to Come. The Oracle, who had been sitting silent, not heeding the conversation that went on, suddenly broke out. It is the year 1945. The scene is an elegant mansion on Pacific Heights. A lady is in the wide open hall, walking up and down impatiently. She is in the dress of the period. A tail coat of blue silk, such as negro minstrels wear now, a low-cut vest of delicate shade, with diamond buttons; a frilled lace shirt front, a white stand-up collar edged with gold braid, a white tie with flower sprigs all over it; elegant silk knee breeches, silk stockings and delicately-tinted patent leather shoes. ! She wears a rose-colored silk crush hat, and she puts an eyeglass to her eye as she looks up the broad stairs. "John!” “Yes, dear." “Aren't you ready yet?” “I'll be down in a minute.” “Sainted Cecilia! How long it takes you men to dress. I’ve been waiting half an hour already.” “Only ten minutes.” A tall, fine-lpoking girl in livery comes in. "If you please, ma’am, the motor’s at the door. ” “John! John! are you not i£ady yet?” “Please come and button the back of my coat.” "Holy Saint Anne! Ain't you anv further along than that?" “Tile Ifutlouing machine brokedown, and left me only half buttoned.” She turns to the girl in livery. “Go up and button the idiot. Do hurry up. John, well miss the first act.” “\Vnat's the play, dear?" “Don’t you read the papers? Don’t you know it's the new version of ■Othello?’ ” “1 didn't know. You know I never get time to read the papers. What with going visiting and men calling, I never get time to do anything.” “Oh, for heaven’s sake! Do come, along. I want to hear the great scene ■ where Desdemona sauces her father.” “Before the duke?” , “Before the duchess. This is the new version, I tell you." “Maria!” “What is it, now?” “Did I leave my handkerchief down there?" “Which handkerchief?” “The one with the strawberries embroidered on it.” “Upon my word! You men don't know where you put anything.” The husband comes downstairs. He is dressed in a silk waist, with ruffles at the wrists and around the neck, divided skirts of a similar shade and slippers with buckles. “Great Cleopatra! John.’you are not going without your hat?” “Os course I am. It's very swell, you know.” "No, John, that bald head would disgrace me.” "1 can't help that It isn’t good form to wear your hat at such a fashionably first night.” "John, you look positively indecent without your hat. Go and put it on.” “I know Jones is not going to wear his. His wife told him she didn't want him to.” “Jones, my dear, has a head of hair. Go and put on your hat.” “Why didn't you tell me before? I would have worn my other dress. I went and had my head manicured this i afternoon just for this affair.” "John, you go and put on your hat. 1 won’t take you to the theater if you don't. That's all there is about it.” "I think it's real mean,” “Let me look at vou. Why, vou don’t mean to say you did .not get your whiskers curled?” “Mj dear, I've had them in papersail night and all morning. They won't curl i worth a cent.” “I ean't stand this much longer. John. | I’ll hare to dispense with your services I as a husband.” “I tell you, Maria, if yon don't have some more consideration for me I'll go home to tpy father.' “Go and put on your hat.” The liusbaud goes meekly upstairs and comes down with a hat with waving plumes. “Is tuat all right?” “Oh, yes, you'll have to do.” They enter the family coach, a coupe run by electricity in a storage battery. A handsome woman in livery is seated behind; she turns a crank and away they go at fifty miles an hour. “My dear,” says the husband, “you’ll really have to get me anew valet. This fellow doesn't know how to take care of my dresses.” "You're always growling, John, i Don’t you know that we’ve got to economize, anyway? My gold mine doesn’t pan out as well as I expected, and that wheat deal nearly bursted me. Oh, by the way, I forgot to give your Christmas pr Here it is. Put it on your finger, outside of your glove. I want Jones to. see it. His wife never gives him anything.” It is a beautiful ring, set with half a hundred gems of various kinds.

“1 left your Christmas present in your rooms, dearest,” says John. "What did you get?” “1 got a beautiful pair of suspenders for you." “What did they cost?” “I don't know." "I suppose I will when I pay the bill. John, you are a dear, generous, extravagant fellow with my money." They are landed at the base of a broad flight of marble steps. It is bright as noonday, and crowds are trooping in. and all over the wide ves-; tibule vou can see red and blue and green court hats being doffed gracefully as the ladies bow to one another. The men stop and shake hands with one another occasionally, and as they come to the door they hang back till the ladies produce the tickets. “John, where are you?" “I'm here, dear,” says John, meekly. “Don't get lost. There's a dear.” She turns and gets into an animated conversation with several other ladies. "Yes. the directors met to-day and i declared a dividend of three per cent.," ’ says one "I’m glad of that. What do you [ think of Nellie Jones for governor?" “Well," says a strong-voiced lady, throwing away a cigarette; -I don t think tlie democrats would dare to put j up Nellie Jones. She couldn't carry a precinct south of Market street.” “I think,” savs another, "we can make a deal with Bridget O’Flaherty ; for the attorney general.” “Maria.” says a small voice, while a timid hand pulls at her coat tails—- “ Maria.” “Well, if we can get Susan Robinson in for congress we might let Bridget have something.” “Maria!” “What is it?’,’ “The curtain is going up, dear.” “Oh, all right I suppose Tve got to take you in.” Then the ladies all go in together, jabbering, and half a dozen helpless things of mon lag behind. “Which of them did you say is with you?” asks the doorkeeper, a little, shriveled >up old woman. And finally they all get in and take their seats. John is very uneasy. He sees all the other men without their hats. The ladies do not take theirs off. The curtain goes up. The play is “Othello" rewritten, and Desdemona is a star. The duchess and a senate are assembled. Old Brabantio accuses Desdemona of having married the Moor, In effect Desdemona says she’ll do as she darn pleases about it. and th# time has gane by when old fooi> «>f fathers had anything to say to their daughters about such things. The old mail is beaten. Desdem >r.a i- appointed to the command at Cyprus and elects to take Othello wit . her There is great applause, the auth r is called for, and the ladies cry "Br.; . "Where are you going, Maria?” “I’m going out to . a woman.” “Don't be long. I don't like to sit i here all by myself.” “Oh, don't be foolish. 11l bring you ! some candy." The foyer is brilliant with ladies in gay dress. There are twinkling calves and shining patent leathers and coats in all the colors of the rainbow. The i men don’t leave their seats, but sit alone and cast occasional longing glances at the entrance to the case, i The cri-.i .s f ti. • m -r.lag papers are there, l im rtaat “Fine isn't it ’” “Oh. I don't know. She's a great actress; but - w enough, don't yon kn w One war - dignity and sotnet: j- ■ f power in the soldier, don't you know “1 think OtbeUo is perfectly lovely." said another lady. "He's so gentle and tractable, so respectful t ; Desdemona, so humble and meek—so manly in every way.” “I didn't like the duchess and the senate," says another. "They seemed to me to be so common They were an insult to the sex.” The chatter goes on. Cigarettes are smoking all over the place, and there is a little case where suspicious-looking liquors are being served in dainty* little glasses. “I’ll take a cigar,” says a strongminded woman, with a good deal of embonpoint and very baggy below the knees. “Let’s shake for refreshments,” says another. “All right. Poker dice!” “As you please.” “Oh, by the way, I promised to take my husband*in some candy.” “Oh, take him in a clove; that'll do.” “No, that will remind him of the privileges his sex has lost.” Then the bell rings and they troop in and the play goes on. The plot is that Emilia works up Desdemona to jealousy, and she smothers Othello. "I think it's perfectly awful, Maria." “What?” “It's positively indecent.” “What?" "J. me*. lie's got a Byron collar on, all open at the neck, and you can see his shoulders. It's shocking!” “I wonder Mrs. Jones would take him out like that." says Maria. The curtain fails on another act. ‘ You're not going out again, Maria?” " 1 es. I’ve got to talk over some business with Mrs. Jones.” “Maria, dear. I don’t want you tc speak to Jones. I think a mail who behaves as he does is not fit company.” "My dear, Mrs. Jones is the president of the new transcontinental railroad. and I've got to keep in with her.” At last the play is over. The crowd troops out. “Maria!” “What, dear?” “Let us have some oysters.” "I think you’d better not eat so late, John.” “But I'm hungry.” “Very well, dear. You can have some ice cream.” And Maria takes her husband to the restaurant, gives him some supper and takes him home. And Maria goes to sleep, little dreaming the meek and humble husband by her side is planning and developing a “new man” movement. — Boston Budget.

8080 COFFEE, ATTORNEYS-AT- LA W Rooms over P.O. Decatur. Ind L I I J. T. FRANCE. X. MEBBYKAX. S. I - . . FRANCE A MERRYMAN. ATTORNEYS AT LAW, I>E< ATCR. IND. < - Nos. L 2 and -1 over Adams Co. Bank. . We refer. by permission. to Adams Co. Bank. . JOHN B. MILLER. The Barber and Hair Dresser Good workmen always employed. Drop I u tor a good, smooth, easy shave. t# - MONROE STREET J. ID. xiJYLiE i DEALER IN Grain, Seed, Wool, Salt, Oil, Coal. Lime, Fertilizers. Elevators on the Chicago A Erie and Clover Leaf railroads. tiSce and retail store southeast corner of Second and Jefferson Streets. Your patronage solicited. 1 Money to Loan. I have money to loan onthe Loan Association plan. No fees to be paid by borrowers Can furnish money on a few days notice. Buy a home and stop paying rent. Low rate of interest. Office over Donovan & Bremer camp. Central Grocery, Decatur. Ind. PAUL HOOPER H. F. COSTELLO. PHYSICIAN and SURGEON Office on west side of Second Street, over Twtn s Hardware Store. Residence on west Third Street, between Monroe and Jackson. Culls promptly attended today and night. A. P. BEATTY J. F. MANN MANN & BEATTY. ATTORNEYS AT LAW And Notaries Public. Pension claims prosecuted. Odd Fellows building. • I Dr. C. V. CONNELL, Veterißiry Sirpt ui Dentist. v V Office I. 0.0. F.Block. Honorary graduate of the Ontario Veterinary College and Toronto Veterinary Dental School. Treats all diseases of doiuv»ticated animals. Culls attended to day or night . IS P. W. Smith. Pres J. B. Holthouse, V-Pre> C. A. Pagan, Cash. E.X. Ehinger. Asst Cash Decatur National Bank Decatur, Ind. CAPITAL STOCK flOO,(»JO Directors—P. W. Smith. William A. Kuebler. J. D. Hale. D. G. M. Trout. J. H. Hobroch. C. A. Dugan and John B. Holthouse. This bank does a general banking business, loans money upon approved security, discounts ptiper. makes collections, sends money to any point, buys county and city orders. Interest given on money deposited on time certificates. Capital §120.000. d 1871 THE OLD ADAMS COUNTY BANK Decatur, Indiana. Does a general banking business, makes collections in all parts of the country. Buys town, township and county orders. Foreign and domestic exchange bought and sold. Interest paid on time deposits. Officers—W. H. Niblick. President; D. Studebaker. Vice President; R. K. Allison. Cashier, and C. S. Niblick. Assistant Cashier FOR SALE OR TRADE I ■■ . FIERY CROSS. I )escription—Clydesdale, 1 >n >wn. low, broad and blocky, short back, well ribbed and quartered, flat lione, « a good mover. Pedigree—Fiery Cross is regis tered iu vol. 9, No. 5000, was foal ed May 2, 1887, brown, white hind leg and rachon face. Bred by IL J. Craig, Egerness Garlieston, Wigtownshire, Scotland. Sire. Garnett Cross 1662, vol. iv: i dam, Countess 4518, vol iiiv; sire I of dam, Surprise 844, vol. i; grand dam, Lamlask-t? Lily 777; sire of [grand dam, Sampson 741, vol. i-1 !g g dam, a mare by Lofty 3774’ | vol. vii. DAN P. BOLDS, z, „ Decatur. Ind. Call at Treas. office. Special Notice to consumers of natural | gas furnished by Decatur Trenton Rock Mining Co. that in case of turning off gas . into the main lines on account of unavoidable accident, the signal to all will be the I court house bell. J. g. Rowers, Secy.

The G. R. & I. (Effect J»a. S*. 188 S.) TRAINS NORTH. •No. 3. *No.S. •No. 1. Richmond 11:00 a a 11.25 p m 3:30 p m Furry U:W “ “ Vota* 3:48 “ Harley . w 3:51 - Fountain City. 11:25 3:a, “ Johnson 11:35 ‘ Lynn “ 12:02 am 4.15 •• Snow ill 11 ’ <:2l “ Woods v *24 • Winchester. ... 12:00 “ 12:30 am 4:34 - Stone 12:10 pm 4 44 “ Ridgeville 12:10 " 12:&i atn 4:53 •• Collet- 12,'fcl 5;05 “ Portland 12;42 “ a m 5:17 “ Jay 12l<J 5 :Si Briant 12:j0 ' “ Geneva !:«• 1:14 am 5:41 - Ceylon 5:43 •• Berne 1:18 “ 5:51 “ Monroe I’ ti:01 •• DECATUR 1:47 “ 1:44 am 6:12 • Monmouth 6:l* “ Williams 2:01 “ 6:26 •• Hoagland 2:06 “ 6:31 “ Adams 6:43 “ Fort Wayne.... 2:35 “ 2:20 am 6:55 “ •Daily, except Sunday. *Daily to Grand Rapids. TRAINS SOUTH. •No. 2. + No. 6. JNo. 4, Fort Wayne.... 1:15 pm 11.45 pm 5:45 ain Adams 5:58 “ Hoagland 1:39 “ 12:15a m 6:13 “ Williams 1:45 “ 12:21 " 6:1» “ Monmouth 6:24 “ DECATUR. .. 1:50 “ 12:37 “ 6:3u “ Monroe 2:13 “ 12:.’a) •• 6:44 ’* Berne 2:25 “ 1:02 “ 6:56 “ [Ceylon 7:04 " Geneva 2:35 “ 1:14 “ 7:06 *• Briant 2:44 “ 1:24 “ 7:15 “ Jay l:3i “ 7:21 “ Portland 3:00 “ 1:41 •• 7:30 •• Collett 1:51 “ 7:41 “ Ridgeville... . 3:24 “ 2:03 “ 7:50 “ "tone 2:14 “ 7:50 “ Winchester.... 3:44 “ 2:25 “ 8:09 “ Wtaxis 2:34 “ 8:22 “ Snow Hill 2:36 “ 8:25 “ Lynn 4:05 “ 2:42 “ 8:33 " Johnson 2:47 “ 8:38 “ Fountain City. 4:21 “ 2:57 “ 8:40 “ Haley 8:55 “ Votaw B:s® “ Parry 9:0 ” Richmond 74:45 “ 3:20 ” 9:15 “ ♦Daily Grand Rapids. (Daily ex. Sunday. Jeff Bryson. Agent C. L. Lockwood, Gen. Pas. Agent. The Erie Lines. (Schedule in effect June 17. 1894.) Trains leave Ikwaturas follows; WEST. No. 5. vestibule limited, daily 2J3 p. ni. No. 4. Pacific express, daily 1:34 a. m. No. 1. express, daily 10:45 a. m. No. 31, Im «!. daily ex. Sunday 10:45 a. m. EAST No. 8. vestibule limited, daily 8:06 p. m. No. 2. express, daily 1:56 p. m. No. 12. express, daily 1:30 a. m. No. 3U. local, daily ex. Sunday 10:45 a. m. Train No. 12 carries through sleeping cars io Columbus. Circleville, Chillicothe. Waverly, Portsmouth. Ironton, and Kenova, via Columbus.. Hocking Valley & Toledo, and Norfolk & Western lines J. W. DeLono. Agent. L W. McEdwakd&T . A.. Huntingt on The Clover Leaf, (Toledo. St. Louis & Kansas City Ry.) EAST. Express 12:15 p. m. Mail 5:28 a.m. Local 2:35 p.m WEST. Express 8:48 p. m Mail 12:15 a.m. Local 10:35 a. m E. A. Whinrey. Agent. Follow the crowd at meal time ami you will Had yourself at the Union Bakery. All kinds of Garden and Field Seeds in Bulk at J. Niblick & Son. The Bargain Store next door to Postoffice, is the cheapest place for Glass and Queensware, Tinware, Small Hardware and Household Goods. I have also a lot of Men's md Boy's Shoes, which we are closing out at low prices, also have regular shoemaker’s outfit and soles. Carpenter Tools. Come and examine our prices and be I surprised. E. STREIT. The new clothing store of Ike Rosenthall is simply immense with a line of goods unequalled in style and price. See him for Suits. E. BUHLER & BRO. Are paying the highest market price for 2d-Growth White Oak Logs, also Oak and Elm Butts. If you have timber of this kind to sell, see them. Office and factory, North Eighth street, Decatur, Indiana. P. W. Smith has purchased all the timber on land in Adams county owned by Joseph D. Nuttman, consisting of about 500 acres, and hereby warn all persons to keep off of said land and not to cut or remove any timber from said land. P. W. SMITH. New line Dress Goods in endless varieties. Prices lower than ever. Call and see them. J. Niblick & Son. New line Carpets, Lace Curtains and Draperies in all the latest designs. J. Niblick & Son. Dress Goods in all the latest styles. The largest open stock ever shown in the city. No trouble to show goods. J. Niblick & Son. cliche Telephone . L.„ J a octrigl t. no rent, no roynltv. Adapted • u . ’- A ' •’*?» or C” i • . N. - J-»d »n *-*erS 3^.T -hop, •t.-rxi nwd GreatestccnvoaTi and be«t seller or. earth. I f reiako fi-osi to *- a ’JjT’dence a sale to all t.io “J neuthhors. Fine instrument*, no toys. s- anywhere, any distar Cnrupiete, ready t r ' I' jS” shipped. Can he r»’t u? by any -r > 1 o1 °fder. no renairine. la«t-a .i» I ’■wli."’wranted. A money maker. r: ' p A W. P. Harrison & Co., Clerk 10, OotumbuL 0