Daily Wabash Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 7 April 1889 — Page 3
M1ZPAH!
I kissed your lips, and beld your bands And said farewell, and went away, l.' Well knowing that another Would speed you forth to other I
And down the summer scented street I beard yoar echoing voice repeat The Hebrew motto, quaint and sweet: "Mlzpah!" A thousand miles between ns lay
When autumn passed. In lingering flight. And drenched with fragrant dew at night The woodland Ores he lit by day
But all the golden distance through. From you to me and me to you. When out the tender prayer and true
Mlzpah.
Tbe winter night falls cold and bleak 1 sit, in saddened mood, alone, And listen to the wind's low moan And hide a fear I dare not speak, For you are far, so faraway, And younger lips have turned to clay: Dear love! I tremble while I pray,
Mlzpah.
But spring shall blossem up the plain, And Easter 111 lies scent tbe air. And song birds riot everywhere, And heart and hope grow glad again.
Ytt still my nightly prayer shall be, Though swallows build or swallows flee. Until my love come back to me,
Mlzpah!
And when, with flowers of June, you come, And face to face again we stand, And heart to heart and hand to band, 0 love! within the one dear home, ..
We shall not need to say again, In winter's snow or summer's rain, Till death shall come to part us twain:
Mlzpah!
—[Homer Greene, In Mew Haven Palladium.
HOW HONOR WAS SAVED,
Tlie Unfortunate Love of Salpice Haetgout and Blanche de Saint Ave. Translated from the French.
For nearly thirty yeare every one in tbe miniature Faubough St. Germain of tbe bigh citizenship of
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had been
in accord in declaring that Mile, de Saint Ave was tbe most beautiful young girl in society. All lauded her great piety, her manners full of nobility, her habitual charitableness and the devotion with which she cared for the old age of her grandfather, the only relatiye that remained to her, for ber mother had died in childbed and her father received a ball in hie breast in a combat with the Chinese in 18—.'v
Orphaned thus at 4 years of Blanche b*'1brought up by her grandfather, the Baron Saint Ave, an ancient emigre, who, at the moment when his granddaughter "coiffed Saint Catherine," that is to say, passed her 25th birthday, bad already crossed his 02d year.
The old aristocrat, then, and the beau tiful demoiselle were truly the pride of that little Breton city. When a Vannerais showed the sights of the place to a curious stranger he never failed to draw him to the Hue ties Orfevres that he might admire the antiquated dwelling of the family Saint Ave, a house of tbe fifteenth century, built upon pillars, with high pointed roof, its three stories overhanging the one and the other with grotesque figures sculptured in the angles of the gables. Tbe provincial invariably added with an air of triumph: "It is here that lodges Mile, de Saint Ave, the noblest and most beautiful person of tbe city."
The noblest'/ This was exact, for the family of Saint Ave dated back to the combat of "The Thirty." The most beautiful? That was true, also, and when to the higH mass of the cathedral there arrived upon the arm of her grandfather—a handsome and magnificent personage himself—this tall, imposing girl, with her golden hair, svelte as a Diane of Jean Ooujon, a stir and murmur ran through the assembly of the faithful. Only—as this noble demoiselle was poor, she bad not yet found a husband at 25 years of age, and could any one have seen her when she was alone and thought of this, gnawing her red lips, they'd have been frightened by the passion that burned in her black eyes.
In those other long ago times, when the Baron de Saint Ave had carried the knapsaok and gun in the army of princes, he had taken with him as a valet, or rather as a sort of equerry or squire, a young man of the country named Loio Huelgoat, who had never left him since that epoch when he had astounded the citizens of Hamburg (where the baron had resided during the emigration) by his big chapeau and bis bragon bras.
Watching over and caring for his master, this ancient servitor, whose fidelity was as solid as one of the dolmens of Carnac, composed, with two waiting maids drawn from the ranks of the peasants, the entire domestic corps of the household.
Ah, but existence was austere and monotonous in that ancient dwelling where the grandfather and granddaughter lived stingily upon the meager revenue brought in from their small properties in the sacks of their farmers, with few and rare visits—none, in fact, save those of some elderly ladies with reticules and Bome two or three priests with umbrellas.
When it was fair they permitted themselves a turn upon the promenade under the old trees that stretched themselves around the sides of the port, where the baron would salute with gravity the well-known faoes and Mile, de Saint Ave threw sous to the tatterdemalion cabin boys who came out at her approach from the boats stranded in the ooze and ran at her side, barefooted, along the stones.
And the days passed thus without an event the hours of lead fell, lugubriously counted by the fat cathedral clock, and the crushing silence weighed upon the dead city, only broken from time to time by the cloppity-clop of sabots upon the pave. Loic Huelgoat, the old and faithful retainer of the house of Staint Ave, was not a bachelor like his master, but a widower, and with a son for whom the baron and the demoisselle Blanche had stood as sponsors before the font, and who was now just turning the 20th year.
But when it rained—and it rained two days out of three in the Morbihan—they kept the house, and while their grandfather, in the corner by the fire, delighted always to take off the chill of the damp salon, dozed over his Gazette de France, the demoiselle Blanche sat beside the tiny leaded windows from whence she sew a melancholy square, and above the roofs the tower of St. Pierre, the tiny shuttle with which she worked at lace making flying back and forth under her nimble fingers.
Young Sulpice Huelgoat accompanied Mile, de Saint Ave in her visits to her poor people as a sort of rustic page, bearing always upon his arm the basket of provisions, flannels, iedioines, etc., and at present, when th baron was disinpresent. clined or too unwell no one was astonishet daughter going to fa having beside her very handsome but Bkillful beau, who caj books. 1 "It is the son of
leave his chair, to see his grandreligious duties is adolescent, this vkward and little ed the two prayer
ler Loic," mur
mured the devotees to eai'h other "he
is studying, you know, to be a priest." True, for the old aristocrat had wished to recognize thus the long years of devotion of bis old servitor. In another age he would simply have pat Loic upon his knees, struck him lightly with the fiat of his sword and created him in twinkling an armed chevalier. Bat times had changed and the least that he could now do to recompense Loic was to make his only son that which was nearest to being a nobleman in the ancient hierarchy—a priest.
Tbe young man, therefore, hed done excellent college work at the expense of the baron, but when the time came for him to be "tonsured" and to don the soutane, he declared to his masters that he felt no "calling" for the ministerial vocation. A great deception and a great chagrin to M. de Saint Ave and the good pere Loic. He solemnly made his son appear before the baron, who, with equal solemnity, expostulated with him for two long hours from the depths of his easy-chair. In vain Sulpice, though protesting his gratitude and respect for his benefactor, was immovable. They found themselves forced to yield to him, this young man who* showed himself so scrupulous of soul, and they articled him as a clerk in the office of a notary in the city-
Every Sunday, however, he came to dine in the old dwelling in the Rue dee Orfevres, at that table where his father also seated himself oq that day by £h exceptional favor, and in the evening be read the lessons to the baron and hie granddaughter. The old man was not tardy in going to sleep, but the clerk, leaning on his elbows in the) rays of the lamps, continued to read on in a voice sufficiently loud to dominate the click of the shuttle which Mile. Blanche, upon the other side of the table ceased not to ply between her agile fingers—read on and on till the young woman said to him in her serious voice: "That will do, Sulpice you must be fatigued."
And he remained there without saying anything, all troubled to find himself in that solitude, in that shadow and in that sileBce before his beautiful godmother, admiring secretly ber rich, fresh toilette, her golden hair, sending forth where the light fell upon it a thousand little Bparkles her white hand hovering peratiorv the cushion cribbled with pins. His heart beat with great strokes in his breast, and he lowered his eyes when she lifted her own.
For he desired to make her his own with all the ardor of his 20 years, this Sulpice who had read romances by stealth when at the seminary, and now, in the mansard that he shared with his patron, passed night after night devouring that formidable book of Stendals, "Le Rouge et le Noir." He dared to dream of her like this he, the child brought up by charity! He, the son of a domestic! He had formed this impossible wish, this monstrous dream, and he lived constantly with this thought between his two eyelids, with this obecession that made him write inadvertently tbe name of Blanche in the middle of a deed, of a paper stamped for Btudy. He was tortured, tormented, torn by conflicting, emotions, by hours of madness when he thought of his god mother as of a crime.
One evening in the spring when, as usual, the baron slept profoundly in bis vast arm chair and Mile, de St. Ave had ordered Sulpice to cease his reading, he, secretly suffering always, did not lowsr his lids when Blanche, forgetting an instant to manipulate her little needle, suddenly turned upon him her eyes. And Bhe in turn did not lower her eyes, but Sulpice became as white as a specter in meeting that gaze fixed ardently upon his own.
It was for him an emotion as if he were dying in a flash her heart was open to him he saw, he divined all the weariness of the life qhe had led, all the ravages—no other words expressed it— made in the soul of this woman BO proud, by those years of loneliness and stagnation.
She was his—he knew it—felt it—and brusquely, fiercely, before she had time to cry out: "Suplice, what are you doing?" he had seized her in a furious embrace, and there, within two steps of the sleeping grandfather, pressed upon her lips a burning kiss.
Ah, those many secret lovers'meetings of Sulpice and Blanche de Saint Ave! He came at night, walked like a thief, always in tbe shadow when they had a moon, throwing himself into the obscure angle of a porte cochere if be heard the step of a belated stroller and the precautions of this approach were doubled as he neared the old building. He had a key, always well oiled, and he entered into the darkness, moving with one hand along the sides of the wall, guiding himself, and carrying his shoes in the other, for it was an old house with dry woodwork that creaked at the slightest
Bhock.
He climbed the staircase
slowly, walking as lifc" "fly as possible, holding his brtNth, sU.pping at every Etep, until he heard above him on the landing another respiration, stifled also until he felt in the darkness another hand that encountered and held his own.
Ah, but they were truly an anguish, those meetings, those kisses frozen by terror, those caresses interrupted by the faintest noise—the tic tac of a death watch in the wall, the fall of a drop of water from the gutter or from the spigot in tbe neighboring bath-room these miserable lovers were taken with fright. "What if we should be surprised?" she said at his ear one day, shuddering convulsively. "I have thought of it," he answered, whispering alio, "but be tranquil. I have a means of saving everything. If it should happen—but no, it would be too horrible!"
Still, from that minute he urged with insistence that she accustom the people of tbe household to Beeng a knife in her chamber to take up the habit, for example, of cutting the leaves of her iks with a certain Persian dagger that for along while had lain about the salon. She, believing that her lover desired they should have a means of killing themselves, both of them, in case of need, obeyed, and feigning to forget it left it in her chamber.
That which is to happen happens. One night Sulpice in going to tbe room as usual made a misstep and fell, dragging with him in his fall a chair—with a great noise. "We are lost," murmured Blanche in a strangled voice, for already the house was filling with steps and voices. She threw back the curtain from the window the moonlight flooded the room and she saw Sulpice—seize the Persian dagger.
Yes," she cried, almost with the joy of one delivered, "yeB, we are to kill ourselves, are we not?" "No!" he responded, in aloud voice, "I alone am the one to die!"
At the same instant Blanche heard her grandfather leave his room—she lodged just beneath him—and call from the staircase: "Loic! Loic! 1 say! To me immediately I hear the voice of a man in my granddaughter's chamber! Come, and with you a gun. Misfortune or infamy
has entered my household a gun gun, I say?" Then Sulpice, holding her firmly the arm, spoke hurriedly but clearly Blanche's ear: "I am a great culprit," said he, "but am yet able to save your honor and tl honor of your grandfather, my benefactor. When he enters here I shall dead. Say only that I came to do violence—that you killed me defending joureelf—remember!"
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He raised his arm—the dagger flashed —it was time—tbe door had o""41' Upon tbe threshold stood the __ pale, tottering, his whitehair disheveled upon his shoulders—behind him Loic, pistol in one hand, alight in the other.
On the fioor lay Sulpice, dead, with knife in his heart! On the bed, Blanche, half dead with shame and horror!
They recoiled, stupefied, without comprehending. But why go further? It was soon told in the
taught her, and which Blanohe did
Fifteen days later Loic Huelgoat was dead of chsgrin, and tbe Baron de Saint 'Ave was not long in following him after he had witnessed the triumph of his granddaughter, taken, of course, as a matter of form, before the assizes, but acquitted and greeted with a furor enthusiasm.
She had remained, however, this Mile, de Saint Ave, an old maid, and they still exhibit to strangers the old house in tbe Rue des Orfevres. But the form of the phrase is a little changed. "It is the dwelling," they tell you today, "of the famous Mils, de Saint Ave, who was once the most beautiful person in the city, and wno killed by a dagger thrust the son of an Old domestic who had sought to—to tBke her by force. She has suffered, poor soul, ever since the event, you can readily see why, with an affection of the heart. She will pass, they say, before the winter is ended. "A shame, is it not? So superior woman!"
A CLOKE IN HIS EAR.
The Carious Story Belated'by a French Manuscript of 1610.
In the perusal of eld writings and documents the student occasionslly reads of strange whims and fancies evinced by those of both high and low degree. It is well known that Emperor Charles V., who almost, commanded the world, was a skillful watchmaker, and after his abdication, in 1556, retired to the Spanish monastery of St. Just and occupied himself with watch and clock making and mechanical pursuits.
When recently reading a rare old French manuscript the translator of the Hotological Review learned that Charles V. used to wear a handsome little striking clock as, an ear pendant. This fact was stated in the copy of a letter which is quoted, dated Paris, December 1,1610, bearing the signature of the Netherland secretary of embassy,- Simon. As is known, at this time Archduke Albrecht, of Austria, was governor of the Netherlands, and he, together with his wife, Infanta Isabella, had a great love for mechanical works of art and rarities. Among other things thieae high personages also desired to have two striking clocks of the smallest size obtainable, according to the custom of that age, and they commissioned their ambassador in Paris to either find them or order them to be made.
By means of the assistance of friends the secretary, Simon, became acquainted with a first class watchmaker in Paris. This mechanician, however, told him in a few words that the genius had not been born yet who could make two such small striking clocks. Whatever of the kind was offered in the stores of Paris was unreliable, of doubtful value, and nothing else than toys, "similar to that striking clock worn by his majesty Charles V. as ear pendants," or, to give the old French, comme Charles -V., queen portoit une a son oreille pour pendant dicelle.
We hereby learn how far the emperor's love for watches went. The secretary finally succeeded in inducing the watchmaker to make the clocks, tbe latter stipulating, however, that he gave no guaranty for their correct rate, and for the priee of 70 livres a clock. But it appears that the honorable artisan repented of his bargain, because on December 4 the secretary was "very sorry to be compelled to report that tbe watchmaker had backed out, saying that he did not intend to deceive either rich or poor and make the clocks, as he knew well beforehand that they would be pieces of botchwork, which would disgrace him and his name forever." The archduke did not relinquish his endeavors, because, after great trouble, in November, 1611, two miniature clocks were sent to him, made by another watchmaker in Paris, for the price of 297 livres and 2 sous.
The Trade in Love's Fetters.
"It is an ordinary occurrence for a gentleman to purchase an engagement ring on the first of the month, and about the last to return with his lady love to select the hoop of gold that is to bind them together for life. In some instances, and not a few, either, the lovere come here together and buy the engagement and wedding rings at the same time. Some years ago such a thing was never heard of. "Do we ever sell engagement rings to women? "Of course we do. When the man hasn't got the requisite cash and is at all backward in making advances, the lady is often considerate enough to buy the ring herself, and to save him any embarrassment she is thoughtful enough to name the day without putting him to the trouble of asking. Strange, too, that women who do that sort of thing are generally old enough to know the value of money."—[Jeweler's Weekly.
A Man with a Wonderful Memory.
Amzi Smith, who presides over the document-room of the United States senate, has a wonderful memory. The thousands of bills which come into his possession for pigeonholing he carries in his mind, and remembers their titles, numbers, and provisions. The greatness of this feat mav be somewhat indicated by the fact that tbe congress which ended March 4 brought into being more than twenty-five thousand bills.
Proof of His Love.
Ethel—Do you think he loves you, Nellie? Nellie—Oh, I am certain of it. Why, he wants to marry me so much that he has borrowed money of papa for us to get married on—a thing his proud, sensitive soul could not brook if he did not lore me.—[Chicago Journal.
THE TERRE HAUTE EXPRESS, SUNDAY MORNING, APRIL 7, 1889.^
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I Une the story of that.-——— When Eve aad Adam Mved slw oo earth Ere jet a fault la nature had IU MRh, And mate took mate uneooseJoos of mischance When two rapt souls in hlWn Ignorance
Did neither eftve for wealth nor suffer dearth Bat each In other found fun sum of worth Br love that was benrod all utterance. But where Is Bden? Have ypa seen a maid
And eager, flashing yooth in ckMe embrace. While "yes searched yearning eies, exchange saeh ld»
As Joyless never is on sweet Ups laid? Bat Is that Eden Aye. for entity gnei. Though Edeo's hwt.lt Is Kdenlcblfw. —[t-L Hammaker,
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And as the grandfather drew her his arms with a sob of joy, Loic, upon bis knees beside the body of his dead son, extended to her his trembling hands beseeching pardon: "For both of us, mademoiselle, pardon for both of as, for me, his father, him, the culprit."
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Steam whistles are made in great vari ety, from the little tin pipe that is attached to the street paanut roaster to the big fog-horns that announce tbe ap-
roach of ooean steamships, saya the York Sun. They have displaced bells wherever it is necessary to send a warning to a long diatanoe. With a strong and favorable wind the loudest steam whistle may be heard twenty miles. They are much usftd in factories and on Southern plantations.
The biggest steam whistle on record, hereabouts, was made by Manning, Maxwell & Moore for a Canada sawmill. The mill was located in a sparsely settled locality, and had had several fires, which resulted disastrously TOJ account of the difficulty of summoning asaiatance. The. proprietors sent to New York for the biggest whistle that could be got. The result wss a steam whistle about two feet in diameter, thatoould be heard twenty miles. It took a 600horse power engine to blow it. The whistle cost $150.
It is unusual to make factory and plantation whistlee that can be heard ten or twelve miles. Big
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are made of ten or twelve inches diameter. A much-used whistle is what is known as the Crosby chime. It consists of three whistles, one above another. These three-story whistles are much used on ships. The smallest of the three whistles is about five inches in diameter. This pattern can be heard a longer distance than" any other.
Varieties of tone are procured by varying the shape in the same way that a boy changes the tone of tbe wooden whistle that he makes. The sound steamers have a hoarse whistle that is quite distinct from the whistles of other boats, and readily recognized in a fog.
Railroad whistles are sharp and piercing, not intended for long distances, but rather for immediate alarm, especially for cows and other animals that get on the track. The latest idea for railroad whistles have a different pitoh for pas senger and freight trains, BO as to afford an additional warning to switohmen.
There iB a very ingenious fog whistle which is attached to buoys and lightships and is worked by the motion of the waves by the aid of bellows. This is, of course, not so piercing as a steam whistle, nor can it be heard at as greqt distance, but it is a very useful invention and contributes much to the safety of coast travel in the fog.
Steam whistles cost from 910 upward, and are generally made of brass. Of late years they have been nickle-plated. Some of the biggest whistles in this vicinity are on the Greenpoint factories. The big three-story whistles are sometimes called the steam gong. There used to be a boat in tha harbor fitted with a set of steam whistles called a calliope. Barnum used to have a calliope traveling with th» greatest Bhow on earth. The music was rather harrowing to cultivated ears. The whistles were peculiarly adapted to staccato notes, and seems to have been created to play "Pop Goes the Weasel."
THEY HAVE THE ADVANTAGE.
How lady Passengers On a New York Railroad Worry Young Hen.
Those business men who lives in Harlem, and who come down town every morning by way of the Third avenue elevated railroad in the early morning hours, are treated every day to a diversified and radiant panorama of female youth and loveliness, says the New York Sun. At One Hundred and Twentyfifth street, between three hundred and four hundred young women students of the Normal school at Sixty-seventh street board one train and fill up the seats in four cars. They are as full of life as a school of leaping porpoises, and are fully conscious of the fact that they monopolize all the seats. Everybody who boards the train at the stations between One Hundred aud Twenty-fifth and Sixty-seventh streets, of course, is obliged to stand and hang on by the straps. The girls alight at the same station, and then there is a rush for seats on the part of those whose weariness is no longer cheered by the sight of pretty faces in all the types of our cosmopolitan civilization. And how the girls do laugh at the discomfiture of the boys who find that their strength in forcing their way through a crowd of women at the station is of no avail, now that the seats have been secured.
The other day one of these bright young misses caused a ripple of mirth to run through a car. A young and well-dressed man got on the train at One Hundred and Sixteenth street. He found it very difficult to hang on to a strap and read his morning paper at tbe same time. After lurching from Bide to side for some time he looked angrily around at the comfortably seated maidens. The miss above referred to caught the glance and divined its meaning. Rising from her seat, with a graceful inclination of her head, she said, with mock humility and a larking spirit in her eyes: "Will you have my seat, sir?"
He made an involuntary step forward, then hesitated and glanced rapidly down the car at the battery of flashing eyes. He might have been a Tim Keefe or Smiling Mickey, but this trial was too great. A rosy blush overspread his face as he replied:
Thank you, madam, no. I get out at the next station." Which he did, although his destination was city hall.
An Economical Patriot.
Waiter (to Charley, who is entertaining his pretty cousin frorp the country) Champagne, sir? Yes, sir. Imported or domeetic, sir?
Charley—I think we had better have domestic, Maude. It doesn't look well for an American to drink foreign wines. —[Epoch.
Two Kinds of Kids.
Bessie—It's a wonder Mrs. von Griff never had any children? Jennie—Indeed it's not. She is a society leader, and would sooner have kids on her hands than in her arms.— Town Topics.
Wood Fibre Woven Into Cloth.
By means of the bisulphide process, now used for paper pulp, a foreign mechanic has succeeded in preparing wood fibre that may be spun and woven into ooarse cloths. vv
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DRS. MAIL & BARTHOLOMEW
Der|tists,
(Successor* to Bartholomew ft HalL B2Q}4 Ohio St. Terre Haute, Ind.
JEFFERS Sc HERMAN, MANUFACTURKR3 OF
W. C. Bun tin, W. D. Wagglner, druggists Jacob ft Chas. Baur,
701
and
708
I. H. IJOYSE,
mm
NO.
Purtty VegetatieiHamlea.
A I A E S
Phaetons, Landaus, Coupes, Buggies, etc.,
lOOI, 1003, 1005 and i007 Wabash Avenue, TERRR HAIJTK IND 2, 4, 6, 8, lO, 12, 14, 16, 18, BO and 22 Tenth Street,
Your Meals
UDIES^PIfn
Do Tour Own Dyeing, at Home* They will djre everything. They are sold every. Where. Price lOe. a package. They have noequil for Strength, Brightness, Amount in Packages or for Fastness of Color, or non-fading Qualities They do not crock or smut 40 oolors. Tor sale by
wabuh avenue Albert
Neukom, druggist, corner Thirteenth street and Wabash avenue Geo. Betss, gist, N. W. cor. Third mid Main streets.
J. C. REICHERT,
INSURANCE AGENT
Room 8 MoKeen Block, Represents only the bait oompaalea. Insures against
517 OHIO STREET.
DR. C. O. LINCOLN.
DBHTI8*.
ill work warranted as represented. Office aor residence 810 North Thirteenth street. Ten* Haute, Ind.
MANION BROS.
Stoves and Mantels.
Hunt Une of date and surbMxsd iron MDON to Owelty. •wedal atttaOon tfwo to (lata and fltt tooflnt
3
OF
l£n.£ii]es, Boilers,
Mill and Mining Macl)iiiery^-
ARCHITECTURAL IRON WORK A SPECIALTY.
i»»n.mi in
Belting, Boltiig Cloth, Pipe, Brass Goods, and All Kinds of Mill and Machinery Supplies. Engine and Boiler Repairing promptly attended to.
-AND DKILU9 IN-
Lumber, Lath, Shingles, Qiaos, Paints, Oils, and Builders' Hardware, Oornar of Ninth and Mulberry Straats, Terra Haute, Ind.
J.
& CLOT.
CLIFF & CO.
MANUFACTURERS OF
BOILERS, SMOKESTACKS, TANKS, Etci
ALT. KINDS OP REPAIRING PROMPTLY ATTENDED TO.
Shop on First between Walnut ana Poplar TERRE HAUTE, IND
:va
Incorporated 1888.
j. M. CLUTT, See*? and Treas.
CLIFT & WILLIAMS CO.,
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MANUFACTURERS OF .1
Seist), Doors, Blinds, &c.
C. N, CLOT?
IT WILL PAY YOUJ
To Inspect the Stock ot
Fine Shoes'
For Sale at the COST Little Shoe Store of
GEO. A. TAYfDR, 1105 WABASH AVENUE,
Stwt o! Eleventh Street, South Side. Repairing Neatly Executed.
East Main Street Hardware Store and Tin Shop. J. FENNER A LITTLE,
At Winemiller's CAFE,
No. 17 SOUTH FOURTH ST.
A. F. Froeb & Co.
JEWELERS:
Diamonds and all Precious Stones reset In any style on short notice.
FINfc REPAIRING OF ALL KINDS. W
A Large Stock or
506
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Diamonds, Watches, Jewelry," Sterling Silverware and Novelties.
WABASH AVENUE,
Terre Haute, Ind.
IS THE ONLY COMBINED
SOAP CLEANER tP POLISHER
LEAVES SKIN SOFT AND SMOOTH. CLEANS AND POLISHES ALL METALS AND WOOD WORK
5CENTS
WHTHOUT SCRATCHING. ACAKE. ASK YOUR GROCER.
The MODOC TRIPOLI MINING CO. Cincinnati,0.
M. A. BAUMAN,
Painting, Graining, Glazing, Calcimlning and Paper Hanging,
NO. 23 SOUTH SIXTH STREET, (Residence, 1823 Cheetnut street) Tour Patronage Respectfully Solicited.
WORK PROMPTLY DONK. V,
FOR MEN ONLY!
A MCITIVC For LOST or TSTT.TITO MAHH00P: rU5l
lift
General and KERV0TI8 DEBILITY
PTTTJ X* Weakness at Body and Mind: Effects i"* of Errors or £xoemM in Old or Yoong.
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