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16. Mo. 43- Entered at |the Po«toffice ai '-ilass mall matter. W. 8. MONTGOMERY, •publish*.' Aud r*roprletor.

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THE big United States battleship In. diana which has been on trial this week k*n proven to be very fast. It is probably 'the greatest war ship that floats and Indiana should be proved of her name sake

L. E. DEPUE, proprietor of the Franklin Republican, died from typhoid fever Irs home there this week. Mr. Dcwas a succesefnl newspapQr man and a whole souled, genial Christian gentleman. His leafch a loss to the jv w«paper profession of the State which We all greatly deplore.

THE rsports from various points where a- ti toxinbas beon u^ed in* treating diphtheria, show that the death rate has been largely decreased, and both physics,. a and patiCubo »vcu paused' ivith the tesults obtained. These facts speak longer than any man's opinions »or theoii— against its upe. Facts ave stubborn •kings.

ONE

day this week twenty solil car leads of freight were received in Gieeu-Ht-ld. This is a sample of the amount of yo ds to be sold ?.nd material to b« used ky out' factories that are shippscMii_bere. The 'imouutfof freight sent out, however, exc^edri that vhich is shipped in. This of coarse, makes the balance of tri.il'1 in our favor and shows that Given-ft-l' js prosp?i'OU3 and ^r-v^ 'nz

Ae matter of having decided what dia»«pe caused the death of little Hazel Mavens. The Board and Prof.. Wilson propose to protect the school children of the city in every possible way and to'|the ftil! "st extent. By promptly disregarding tbe bickerings and jealousies between s«ne of the doctors, th« board is now epared to shut out from the schools all persons who were exposed to the disease a

Tue New York World said recently: o^erday was the banner day of the Custom House. The entries for customs v^rn 1.519 and the receipts were $438,96 §5. No day in the history of the custorrp at New York, nmler tie McKinley I'i'l, approached these receipts within |ff f»oo.

That may have been a banner day for ftp Custom House, but it was hard on A r»erican factories and American work y-»n These big importations of foreign oixls simply means less work and lower *»«ges for American employees. For our jBrt we would prefer to see fewer banner •ays for the Custom House and an in«r» -.sed number of banner days for American workmen.

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speaking of the Henry county political situation, Editor Lambert, of the liirift let own News, says: "Senator L. P. Tiewby, of Knightstown, unless he seeks kigher honors, will no doubt succed him-®«-tf as senator for the counties of Henry auu Hancock. His good work in the last Iteislature stands to his credit in the canons for the place. It is quite probable 1kat no candidate will enter the field &L'f).inst him. In the event that Mr. Kt-wby, or some other Henry county man I nominated for Senator, the joint representative given to Henry and Hancock acunty by the last apportionment, will no 4onbt be conceded to the latter county, tins withering the ambition of certain jolitotions who would like ts join statesttt the capital city in January, '97."

THE

corn estimates for the season put

Ihd iana sixth in the list of producers, with an estimated yield of 225,761,000 bnebels. Iowa leads with 158,890,000 -Vi" 9, and Illinois follows with 238,410, -1»0 bushels then comes Missouri, with 2** °*9»000 Nebraska, with 168,926,000, a»d Kansas, with 167,909,000 bushels.

Thp«e are the only States having over lfiC,UO0,000 bustifels. Last year the yield at these States was as followr: Iowa, 81,3IA,(HtO bushels: Illinois, 169.121,000 Miswari, 116,000,000 Nebraska, 14,000,000 Kansas, 42,000,000 Indiana, 97,000,000. year was one of general short crops, etu Indiana was third in the list. When ttie area of the States is considered Indiana well to the front as acorn producer fts area of 36,350 square miles putting it afe. of Missouri with 69,415 square mi'e Kansas with 82,000, and Nebraska with 71.895 square miles. *«w I. O. O. F. Temple at Knlglitstown.

Ground has been broken for an Odd#ellows Temple, to be erected on the yahlle square in Kni^hts^wn. will fta sixty-four feet front by 130 feet deep mt tkree stories high. The front will lk» 9/ Bedford (Ind.) stone. It will conall the modern improvements, such elerator, gas, water, etc and will 40ft, when completed, about $35,000.

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hall which has for several years been ."ayed jointly by the Masons and Odd Felpi, The Mason* are now the sole own-

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w-alth. '1 HE time of year has arrived when j•.-•pie will be burning leaves and? other

Great care should be taken, that

s« fires are started near buildings, esy?nady frame ones, so that a conflagration may ensues Already Greeufield^has emu near having two fires from such 'a si»«ree this fall. Children should not be «f!owred to play in these fall fires, asmany fmm carelessness are burned to.®, death every year by such fires. c-gfoilOS •I'His School Board is being congratu1 -r: on its prompt auu decisive action in

CULTUEE THB HEART

HAVE WE BECOME HOLIER AS WE HAVE BECOME WISER?

Rev. Dr. Madison C. Peters Donbts

It is not true that the good die young. "The wicked do not live out half their days." Abraham lived to be 175 years old. But length of life should not be measured by the number of years we live, but by what has been accomplished therein. If you have done all that you had in your power to do, you can look upon your life with satisfaction, lay down your head and close your eyes in peaoe. A few year* nobly lived may achieve a glorious record. We live in deeds, not years in thoughts, not breaths In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart throbs. He most lives Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best. And he whose heart beats the quickest lives the longest, Lives in one hour more than in years do some Whoso fat blood 6leeps as it slips along their veins.

Earthly Immortality.

Earthly immortality cannot satisfy the longings of the soul. It is a sweet consolation to be remembered on earth in our actions. If there is any tranquillity of mind, any delight of soul, any joy of spirit, any pure consolation of heart, it is found, where Abraham fonnd it, in the pursuit and practice of virtue. But this consolation, satisfaction, arose from the well grounded hope of future bliss. Abraham was satisfied because he was an heir of God's kingdom. Could you have taken from him this hope, the sunshine in his heart would have been exchanged for gloom.

Abraham had faith in the perfection of God, and this faith whispered in his ears the evangel of immortality. Sure of this he could take his harp, and in the midst of death sing:

Light after darkness, gain after loss, Near after distant, gleam after gloom, Love after loneliness, life after tomb.

Tied In His M1BL

There is a dog owner in Philadelphia who tells a story concerning his cmne companion that tries the belief of his frieeds, .bnt lie vouches for its truth. The dog is nn intelligent looking animal of the shepherd variety, and is frisky and full of fun. The particular trait of which its master boasts is that when he wants the animal to stay in one place it is not necessary to tie him up. All that is needed is to fasten one end of a rope to a convenient post and give the other end to the dog to hold in his month. The patient animal will sit for hours in this way, and would no more ran away than he would fly.—Philadelphia

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Moral and Spiritual Welfare Is Proportionate to Oar Mental Progress—The Religion the World Needs.

On Sunday evening, Oct. 20, Dr. Madison O. Peters, at Bloomiugdale church, New York, took for his text Genesis xxv, 8, "And Abraham gave np the ghost, and died in a good old age, an old man, and satisfied."

Abraham was a strong minded, great and aoble man, ptre in his feelings, correct in his opinions, "•tishaken in his faith. Ho was iprac- a1 philanthropist. He had a subetant: atlv for the suffering of otl. :rs. "vaa hospitable. He loved the ?oris of his fel' -w men, and sought to 'm'

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"nd save them.

He was a kind neigh!.)""*, la.thful to his kindred. Everyman

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brother.

He unselfishly gave his ijfa ior posterity. We behold in him exalted good seldom realized in these days of culture. I would not recall those ignorant times of 3,000 years ago, but I to study the course of tlie men of old. Such retrogression is an advance. Among the men of old the culture of the heart was of more importance than with us. Our boast is that enlightenment has everywhere penetrated. But does our moral and spiritual welfare stand proportionate to our mental progress? Have we become holier as we have become wiser? Is not the head cultivated at the expense of the heart?

It is your Christian duty to cultivate your intellectual faculties, but it is yet more so your uxtty to ennoble and spiritualize your affections. If you would live, you must think. But if you would be happy you must be good. Your head filled with knowledge will not make you so happy as to have your hearts full of virtue. Abraham may not have known as much as ~.ve do, or think we do, but see What he effected. Abraham's life teaches us that our trna destination ever will be to form tiie heart for all that is great, noble and holy.

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Religion does not consist in knee bending, hand folding, idle words and lifeless creeds, but the consecration of the inward man to God, doing justice and loving mercy. The religion our •world needs is that of Christ, which consists in breaking our bread to the hungry, in clothing the naked, in speaking the truth in our hearts, in protecting innocence, in doing no evil, but in doing good to all men as we have opportunity. This was Abraham's religion this is Christ's would that it were ours 1 Religion has been so much misrepresented, so many garments of superstition have been hung about her, that to many really thoughtful people she has become an object of derision. Could religion but once appear in her true form and practically follow him "who went about doing good," all hearts would be turned to her, all lips would praise her, and she would be everywhere a welcome guest. "Abraham died in a good old age." Many attain to a gray old age, but a gray old age is not always a good old age. Is your gray head a crown of glory or a fool's cap? The path of virtue alone leads to a good old age.

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Into the Kingdom.

Men have got to be loved into the kingdom, of heaven, not thought into it*. J?«fkhnr»t. ,v

By A. COM DOYLE.

[Copyright, 1895, by the Author.] It is ill for the general practitioner who sits among his patients both morning and evening and sees them in their homes between to steal time for one little daily breath of cleanly air. To win it he must slip early from his bed and walk out between shuttered shops, when it is chill, but clear, and all things are sharply outlined, as in a frost. It is an hour that has a charm of its own, when bu-t for a postman or a milkman, one has the pavement to oneself, and even the most common thing takes an ever recurring freshness, as though causeway and lamp and signboard had all wakened to the new day. Then even an inland city may seem beautiful and bear virtue in its smoke tainted air.

But it was by the sea that I lived in a town that was unlovely enough were it not for its glorious neighbor. And who cares for the town when one can sit on the bench at the headland and look out ovea* the huge blue bay and the yellow scimeter that curves before it 1 I loved it when its great face was freckled with the fishing boats, and I loved it when the big ships went nast, far out, a little hillock of white anil no hull, with topsail curved like a bodice, so stately and demure. But most of all I loved it wheu no trace of man marred the majesty of nature and when the suubursts slanted down on it from between the drifting rainclouds. Then I have seen the farther edge draped in the gauze of the driving rain, with its thin gray shading under the clouds, while my htiidland was golden, and the sun gleamed upon the breakers and struck deep through the green waves beyond, showing up the purple patches where the beds of seaweed are lying. Such a morning as that, with the wind in his hair and the spray on his lips and the cry of the eddying gulls in his ear, may send a man back braced afresh to the reek of a

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poise of his head. He limped up the winding path, leaning heavily on his stick, as though those great shoulders had become too much at last for the failing limbs that bore them. As he approached my eyes caught nature's danger signal—that faint bluish tinge in nose and lip which tells of a laboring heart. "The brae is a little trying, Bir," said "Speaking as a physician, I should •ay that you would do well to rest here before you go farther."

He inclined his head in a stately old wcild fashion aud boated himself upon the bench. Seeing th^t he had no wish to speak, I was silent also, but I could not help watching him out of the cornea: of my eyes, for he wae such a

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sickroom and the dead

drab weariness of practice. It was on

such another

day that I

old man. He camo to my bench

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large frame

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distinction in the set

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lip and the

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ful survival of the early half of the century, with his low erowned, early brimmed hat, his black satin tie, which fastened with a buckle at the back, and, above all, his large, fleshy, clean shaven faoe, shot with its mesh of wrinkles. Those eyes, ere they had grown dim, had looked out from the box seat of mail ooaches and had seen the knots of nav-

"The brae is a UUle trying, tir." •iee as they toiled on the brown embankments. Those lips had smiled over the first number of "Piokwiok" and had gossiped of the promising young man Who wrote them. The face itself was a 70 year almanac and every seam an entry upon it, where public as well as private sorrow left its trace.

That pucker on the forehead stood for the mutiny perhaps that line of care for the Crimean winter, it may be, and that last little sheaf of wrinkles, as my fancy hoped, for the death of Gordon. And

so, as

dreamed in my foolish way,

the old gentleman with the sRining stock was gone, and it was

70 years of

great nation's life that took shape before me on tbe headland in the morning. But he soon brought me back to earth again. As he recovered his breath he took a letter out of his pocket, and putting on a pair of horn rimmed eyeglasses he read it through very carefully. Without any design of playing the spy,

oould not help observing that it was in a woman's hand. When he had finished it, he read it again, aud then sat with the oorners of his mouth drawn down and his eyes staring vacantly out over the bay, the most forlorn looking old gentleman that ever I have seen.

All

that was kindly within me was set stirring by that wistful face, but I

knew

that he was in no humor for talk, and so at last, with my breakfast and my patients calling me,

left him on the

bench and started for hom& j, I never gave him another thought until the next morning, when, at the same hour, he turned np upon the headland and shared the bench which I had been Mioastoined to look upon as my own. He bowed again before sitting down, bat was no mora inclined than before to en-

change in him during the last 24 hours, and all for the worse. The face seemed more heavy and more wrinkled, while that ominous venous tinge was more pronounced as he panted up the hill. The clean lines of his cheek and chin were marred by a day's growth of gray 6tubble, and his large, shapely head had lost something of the brave carriage which had struck me when first I glanced at him.

He had a letter there, the same, or another, but still in a woman's hand, and over this he was moping aud mumbling in his senile fashion, with his brow puckered and the corners of his mouth drawn down like those of a fretting child. So I left him, with a vague wonder as to who he might be and why a single spring day should have wrought such a change upon him.

So interested was I that next morning I was on the lookout for him. Sure enough, at the same hour I saw him coining up the hill, but very slowly, with a bent back and a heavy head. It was shocking to me to see the change in him as he approached. "I am afraid that our air docs not agree with you, sir," I ventured to remark.

But it was as though he had no heart for talk. He tried, as I thought, to make some fitting reply, but it slurred off into a mumble and silence. How bent and weak and old he seemed—ten years older at the least than when first I had seen him I It went to my heart to see this sweet old fellow wasting away before my eyes. There was the eternal letter, which he unfolded with his shaking fingers. Who was this woman whose words moved him so? Some daughter, perhaps, or granddaughter, who should have been the light of his home instead of I smiled to find how bitter I was growing and how swiftly I "was weaving a romance round an unshaven old man and his correspondence. Yet all day he lingered in my mind, and I had fitful glimpses of those two trembling, blue veined knuckly hands, with the paper rustling between them.

I had hai'dly hoped to see him again. •Another day's decline must, I thought, hold him to his room, if not to his bed.

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Good morning!" I answered. How beautiful the bay is looking!" "Yes, air, but you should have seen it just before the sun rose." "What, you have been here sinoe then?"

I was here when there was scarce light to see the path.'' "You are a very early riser." "On occasion, sir, on occasion." He cocked his eye at me as if to gauge whether I were worthy of his confidence. "The fact is, sir, that my wife is coming back to me today."

I suppose that my face showed that I did not quite see the force of the explanation. My eyes, too, may have given him assurance of sympathy, for he moved quite close to me and began speaking in a low, confidential voioe, as if the matter were of sueh weight that even the sea gulls must be kept oub of our counsels. "Are you a married man, sir?" "No, I am not" "Ah, then you cannot quite understand it. My wife and I have been married for nearly 60 years, and we have never been parted, never at all nntil now." "Was it for long?" I asked. "Yes, sir. This is the fourth day. She had to gotoSootland—a matter of duty, you understand—and the doctors would not let me go. Not that I would have allowed them to stop me, but she was on their sida Now, thank God, it is over, and she may be here at any moment. "Here!" "Yes, here. This headland and bench were old friends of ours 30 years ago. The people with whom we stay are not, to tell the truth, very oongenial, and we have little privacy among them. That is why we prefer to meet here. I could not be sure which train would bring her, but if she had come by the very earliest she would have found me waiting." "In that case"—said I, rising. "No, sir, no," he entreated. "I beg that you will stay. It does not weary you, this domestic talk of mine?"

On the contrary." "I have been so driven inward during these last few days. Ah, what a nightmare it has been 1 She was very good in writing, but still it was dreadful. Perhaps it may seem strange to you that an old fellow like me should feel like this?'' "It is charming." "No credit to me, sir! There's not a man on this planet but would feel the same if ho had the good fortune to be married to such a woman. Perhaps because you see me like this and hear me speak of our long life together you conceive that she is old too." He laughed heartily, and his eyes twinkled at the liumor of the idea.

She's one of those women, yon Ttnow, who have, youth in their hearts, and so,-it can never be very far from their faces. To me she's just as she was When she first took my hand in hers, In 1845. A wee little biistoufc*,

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wban* as

I approached my benoh, I saw that he was already there. But as I came up to him I oould scaroe be sure that it was indeed the some man. TiMre were the ourlv brimmed hat, and the shining stook, and the horn glasses, but where were the stoop and the gray stubbled, pitiable faoe? He was clean shaven and firm lipped, with a bright eye and a head that poised itself upon his shoulders like an eagle on a rock. His back was as straight and square as a grenadier's, and he switched at the pebbles with his stick in his exuberant vitality. In the buttonhole of his well brushed black coat there glinted a golden blossom, and the comer of a dainty red silk handkerchief lapped over from his breast pocket. He might have been the eldest son of the weary creature who had sat there the morning before. "Good morning, sir,-good morning!" he cried, with a merry waggle of his eane.

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was that she was a shade too slender. She was above me in station, you know —I a clerk mid she the daughter of my employer. Oh, it was quite romance, I give you my word, iuid I won her, and somehow I have never got over the freshness and the wonder of it! To think that that -sweet, lovely girl has walked by my si do all ihro-ugh life, and that I have been able"—

He stopped soddeuly, and I glanced round at him in surprise. He was shaking all over, in every fiber of his great body. His hands were clawing at the woodwork and his feet shuffling on the gravel. I saw what it was. He was try-

I sav: that he put o-ut both his hands. ing to rise, bnt was HO edited that he could not. I half extended my hand, but a higher courtesy constrained me to draw it back again and turn my face to the sea. An instant afterward he was up aud hurrying down the path.

A woman was coming toward us. She was quite close before ho had been her —80 yards at the utmost. I know not if she had ever been as hr- c1 escribed her, or whether it was but some idea which he carried in his 1 Vie person upon whom I looked was tall, it is true, but she was thick and shapeless, with a ruddy, full blown face and a skirt gro**tspft»Jy gathered up. There was a green ribbon in her hat v»7hich jarred upon noy eyes, and her blouselike bodice was fall SXKI clumsy. Aud this was the lovely gkil, the evar youthful! lVIy heart sank as I thought how little such a woman sni^jhfc appreciate him, how unvrorfihy she might be of his love.

She oamo up the path in hor solid way, while ho staggered along to meet her. Tibea, they eame together, looking discreetly out of the farthest comer of my eye, I saw that ho put out both his hands, like a child when its little journey is done, while she, shrinking from a public caress, took one of them in hers and shook it. As she did so I saw her faoe, and I was easy in my mind for my old man. God grant that when this baud is shaking and when this back is bowed a woman's eyes may look s* into mine!

THB END.

A Slippery Night.

"Talk-about eaid Butch Boylnfii. "We had a lot of little Grant engines on tho Erie one time that were just about the smartest aud slipperiest engines that evea: was. They were four wheel eomiected hard coalers, with the cab cm the running boards. One night there was a fellow going east with one of 'em and ha*d a lot of .switching to dc at the rolling mill in Paterson. Just as he got coupled up again and ready to go it began t« rain hard, and as soon as he got taken lip and got the signal from UKS flagman on the caboose he shut his cab windows. There's a pretty hard pull for a couple of miles out ©f Paterson, going east, and then you get to the top of Lake View and let them run themselves from the top down to Passaio bcHge, where we all had to make a dead stop. Well, the little fellow got tli® little Grant hooked up and was going along nice and thought he was in luck that she didn't slip more than she did. It was so dark ho couldn't see mtwh outside through the rain, but pretty aoon the little Grant began to rook ««d roll at a livelier gait, seemed to be picking them right up, and he knew he had pitched over the top of Lake View, so he shut her off, and before he could get the lever dropped down she had stopped dead. That was a puzzler to him, and he threw his window open and stuck his head out in the rain, and what do yon suppose tbe matter was?" The committee declined to do any supposing, aud Butch went on: "Why, that little Gsant had stood right there in one spot and slipped all the while he thought he was getting up Lake View hill. Hadn't moved a car length!"—Locomotive Engineering.

A Curloua Find.

Mr. Bryce, well known as a publisher in Glargow, relates how the late Mr. Crow ther of Manchester, a famous collector of rare books, asked him to republish an old seventeenth century volume called "E«3ays on Several Subjects, written by Sir Thomas Pope Blount, London, lflGl. The copy which Mr. Crowther had was so rare that he bolieved only two others were in existence —one in tho British museum and the other in the Bodleian library. "A copy,1' he wrote, "is of priceless value," and he gavG minute instructions as to the care which must be taken of that which he was sending. Thinking, however, that Mr. Crowther might be mistaken as to the exceeding scarcity of the book. Mi*. Bryce advertised, and iSii: lite li^co (2 weeks he received notice that one could be had for Is. 6d.

When the volume came, he hurried to compare it with that of Mr. Crowther, which ho had in his safe, and, to his delight, he found it equally perfect, except that the contents pages were wanting. On -further examination he discovered that there were duplicate contents pages in Mr. Crowther's copy. So that the mistake made by the binder of these two volumes in

1691 was now rectified

by the chance coming together of the two once more-—the copy in which the contents pages had becnomitted and

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RHEUMATISM

C. H. King, Water Valley, Hiss., cared by

Ayer*s Sarsaparilla

"For five years, I suffered untold misery from muscular rheumatism. I tried every known remedy, consulted the ie.st physicians, visited Hot Springs, Ark., tli rue times, spending §1000 there, besides doctors' bills ut could obtain only temporary relief. My t' 3sh was wasted away so that I weighed only ninety-three pounds my left arm and leg were drawn out of shape, the muscles

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being twisted up in knots. I was unable to mess myself, except with assistance, and could only hobble about, by usini a cane. I had no appetite, and was assured, by the doctors, that I could not lire. Tiie pauio. at times, were so awful, that I could procure relief only by means of hypodermic injections of morphine. I had my limbs bandaged in clay, in sulphur, in poultices but these L'.ave only temporary relief. Aftor trying everything, and suffering the most awful tortures, I began to take Ayer's Sarsaparilla. Inside of two mouths, I was able to Walk without a cane. In three months, my limbs began to strengthen, and in the course of a year, was cured. 3Viy wemlit, lias increased to 105 pounds, and I am now able to do my full uav's work as a railroad blacksmith.".

AYER'S

The Only World's Fair Sarsapai\i!3,. AYEJt'H FILLS cure lleadachc.

Wm. H. POWER,

Architect, Contractor and Builder.

Address, GREENFIELD or WILKINSON,

AT LOW PRICES.

Persons who contemplate building are invited to see me 4tly

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ELMER J. B1NFORD LAWYER,

Special attention given to collections, oettJlB* estates, guardian buninesa, coEvevauolHE, etc Notary always in office.

Office—Wilson block, opposite court-bcune. •1 i.,n.—

R. A. BLACK,

Attorney

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Booms 5 anri 6 Ii. C. Thayer Bii•

Notary Always in Office.

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Plans and specifications fiunished

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CHARLES DOWNING ATTORNEY-AT-LAW

Practices in all the courts. Rooms 3 and 1 Handall block, corner fc?tate antl Main Streets. 28yl

DR. W. M. ELLISON,

DENTIST,

Successor to

A, J.

Smith,

ROOMS 3 and 4 L. C. THAYER BLOCK,

GREENFIELD, IND,

J. B. MACK,

TEACHEE OF

Violin, Piano, Cornet, Mi

Residence, North Street, next to New Christian Church. d&w aug

DR. C. A. BELL

Office 7 and 8 Dudding-Moore block, Greenfield, Ind.

Practice limited to diseases of the

NOSE, THROAT, EYE and EAR

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SB. J. M. LOCHHEAD,

HOMEOPATHIC PHYSICIAN ind SUR8E0K.

Office and residence 42 N. Penn. street, west side, and 2nd door north of Walnut street.

Prompt attention to calls In city or country. Special attention to Childrens, Women* And Chronic Diseases. Late resident ohvsician St. Louis Childr"v ^npital.

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NOTICE

Of days for transacting township business in Center township, Hancock county, Indiana.

Office hours from.8 to 11:30 a. m. and from 1 to 5:30 p. m.

Special office business, Thursday®,

days and Saturdays.

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J. K. HENBY, Trustee.