Democratic Sentinel, Volume 15, Number 3, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 6 February 1891 — Page 1 Advertisements Column 2 [ADVERTISEMENT]

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LAUBA JEAN LIBBEY’S BEST. A delightful love-story, fall of passion and intrigue, and written in Laura Jean Libbey*s best vein, entitled “Ulmont Ulvesford,” begins in this week’s New Yobk Family Sti -by Payee. It is a splendid story, and will be read by the thousands of admirers of the charming and versatile young anthoress of Miss Middleton’s Lover.” Our readers should not fail to buy a copy of this week’s Family Stoby Payee, so that they can read the opening chapters of “Ulmont Ulvesford,” by Laura Jean Libbey. The Demorest number for February opens with a superb gravure entitled “Borneo and Juliet* and is followed by a valentime offering “A Dream of Love.— The article "Ladies of High Degree,” by Nellie Bly, is very handsomely illustrated by nnmerons portraits, including a group pictnre of the Prince of Wales and family. But the gem of the Magazine is the household department where all arts end secrets of happy home are folly discussed. Wife (reading paper)—l always held that Colonel Hooker was an honest man. I see that a myi filled him full of buokshot last night. Husband—Where does the honest part come in? “Why, this article says he returned the shot. ” Prison ohaplain (to condemned) —My poor man, yon are about to die; are you ready foif the reaper—Death—that sooner or later must gather us all in? Condemned—l don’t object to the reaper; it’s the twine binder that bothers me. She—Dear me, thoee people next door have half a doaen children to annoy ids. He—And we have half a dozen to annoy them. She—Well, that’s oar lookeut; I gpgff F 9 have a right to Rave children.