Jasper County Democrat, Volume 6, Number 46, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 20 February 1904 — Page 6

LONE DOG’S NEW AGENT

By F. B. Wright

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Brainard was the new agent's name, and he was slight and young looking and curly headed. The N. W. and M. had appointed him station agent at Lone Dog because no one else would take the job. Lone Dog resented Brainard’s apparent youth, his cleanliness and his sobriety, the last two constituting the height of eccentricity in bone Dog, and four nights after his arrival whirled in to have fun with the “kid tenderfoot.” It was harmless fun enough. But the boy—lie wgs little more—did not under - acand it and grew angry, then sullen and then scared, to the,great delight of the circle of grinning ‘cowboys lounging under the station lamp. They made ■the boy tell them of the east; they made Shim speak pieces, dance and sing; then, the fun flagging, some ingeniously Inclined gentlemen had rifled his shabby little trunk and held Its contents up for ■derision.

“Gents,” cried a bandy legged individual in “chaps” and sombrero, jumping on to the one ink stained table and holding ui> a photograph to the audi-ence-“gents, I wants to call your attention to the most unparalleled and stupendous curiosity ever found in these yore parts—a gentiwine pieter of a gal and a mighty fine gal too. None of these yore biscuit shooters, this ain’t, but the real article; only needs to be seen to be appreciated. In order to avoid a rumpus over this yere work of art I'm going to give you all a ehanst at It. What do you bid for it? Come high, boys, for the honor of Lone Dog.” The idea caught the crowd, There were cries of “Hand it around, Bud!” “The kid's gal, you say?” “Durned if I ain’t forgot what a woman looks like. I ain’t seen one since last roundup!” And amid a chorus of comment and suggestion tile bidding went on. At last it was knocked down to Steve Oliver of the X ranch outfit, the price being drinks for the crowd. “Who is it, kid?” said Steve when lie returned to his place against the wnll, “It’s— it’s— my sister,” answered the boy, coloring. “Please give it back to me.” “Don’t you fret; you’ll get It back again, sonny. Sister, eh?” Steve mov-

“HAND IT AROUND, BUD!"

ed over toward the one lamp and studied the picture, while the other men turned to fresh devices. These consisted in making the boy drink. He didn’t seem to be cheerful enough, they said. The boy refused and then after many threats touched his lips gingerly to a bottle and choked. “I can't,” he said, coughing and spluttering. “You don't pass out like that,” growled the owner of the bottle. “You drink!” “I can’t,” said young Brainard, “and I won’t.” “Says ‘shan’t’ and ‘won’t’ just like a sure enough man,” commented his tormentor. “Well, you’ve got to. We don’t like prohibltioners around here. They ain’t popular.” The man twisted his hand In the collar of the boy’s blue shirt as he spoke, but the boy tore away, sprang across the room and pulled a pistol. For a moment It looked as If the comedy were about to change to tragedy, and then the boy's arm was knocked up and the gun wrenched from his trembling hand. It was the cowboy who had bought the picture. “You’re too old to play with them things, sonny,” he said quietly, “and too young to get shot.” Then he turned to the others. “I don’t know how you feel, boys,” he said, “but I don’t reckon I keer for no more fun tonight—at least this here kind. Playin’ with children is mighty comical, but they're liable to git too familious to suit me. { move we poll our freight to the saloon. The drinks are on me.” It was, on the whole, a good natured crowd, and Steve was popular, wherefore it took the hint and its ponies and departed whooping. An boor later Steve returned. The

lamp was out, and he was about to ride along when he heard the sound of sobbing from the dark interior of the station. “Ho|y smoko! They don’t breed men where he comps from, that's sure,” said he, dismounting and going to the door. He moved toward the sound and made out the boy crouching beside a bench, his face in his hands. At the jar of heavy footsteps the boy started, but Steve laid a kindly hand on his shoulder. “There, sonny, don’t take on like that when there ain't no reason. The boys was Just playin’. They didn’t mean no harm unless you’d pulled that trigger.” “I’d have killed him,” sobbed the boy, “if he’d touched me again!” Steve chuckled. “He was safe enough, kid. It Was the rest of us you had scared. It was plumb ridiculous.” The boy apparently did not see the comicality of the situation, for he continued crying softly, while Steve looked on, powerless to help, A crying man was something new in his philosophy. “Look here, kid,” he said at last, “why did you come here anyway? You’re mighty young and Inexperienced for this here strenuous life.” “I hml to. This was the only place I could get” “Ain’t you got no kin?” “They are all dead.” “Your slster-yshe ain’t, is she?” “My sister? What sister? What do you mean?” “The sister whose picture the boys was admirin’ of.” “Oh, she? She’s living.” There was a long pause. “She's a right purty gal,” said Steve. “I’ve been studyin’ that picture. She certainly favors you a heap—that Is, If she has yaller hair, like yourn. Has she?” “Yes,” returned the boy; “It’s just the color of mine.” “I reckoned so. Long, I bet, and curly. I knowed it. Wliat’s her name?” “Er—Jessie,” “Jessie?” Steve pondered over the name ns if to see if it would fit his preconceived notions. “You’ll be having her on here soon, I reckon, won’t you? I’m powerful anxious to come up with your sister.” The boy gave a queer little laugh, which changed to a sigh.

“I guess not now,” lie said, “after what’s happened. I must go away—go back. I ought never to have come. I didn’t see it before. Oh, you can’t understand,” he cried. “I don’t want to go. I haven’t any situation nor money nor friends!” lie broke down, sobbing, again. * “And run away from nothing. The boys ain’t goin’ to do no harm. I’ll see you don’t get messed with too much.” “Hut when you ain’t here what would happen? Oh, if you hadn’t been here tonight! No; there’s no way but for me to leave.” Steve shifted uneasily in ids chair. “Tills here sister of yours,” he said at last, “do you reckon now she’d marry me if I could git to ask her?” He stopped the boy as he was about to speak. “Just keep quiet, sonny, and let me bark a spell. I’ve been doing a lot of thinkin’ since I come here this evening, and it’s been about her. I’ve been driftin’ around these parts for the last ten years and more, ever since I wns half as young as you, getting into scrapes and out of ’em, riding the ranges, roundin’ up, tightin’ when I had to, drinkln’ and gamblin’ and shootln’ up a town, just like all men .does out here, wlthouten there’s a woman to hold ’em steady, and tonight when I see your sister’s picture it come across me that I wanted to settle down, and I wanted her to help me. That’s why I don’t want you to go away, kid, for If you do I won’t git no chance to see her and ask her. Do you reckon she’d look at me, kid?” The boy said nothing for a moment, while Steve watched him anxiously. The dawn was just breaking over the plains, and a pale light came through the dirty windows of the station. “I—l haven't any sister,” said the boy huskily at last. "I lied to you, but you’ve been too good to me, and I can’t keep it up. I—the picture—it’s me. I’m—oh, can’t you see —I’m a girl!” “A girl! I’ll—be”— Steve didn’t finish the sentence. He rose and went to the window and looked out on the faint gray green of the sagebrush. Brainard continued as if in defense: “I had to do it. I helped my brother in the station at home and learned to telegraph. Then he died, and no one had any work for a girl—at least work I could do. Then I thought I would come west, dressed as a man, and I got this job, and now—now you know why I’ve got to go back.” Steve turned and came to the side of the girl. “You ain’t got to go back, and you ain’t a-goin'—not if I can help it. I might have known you was a woman, j only I didn’t know women had such grit. Look here, kid—l mean—that is”“Jessie was my sister’s name,” said the girl, with a little laugh. “Well, I’m rough, and I don’t deserve no such gal as you, Jessie, but there’s a heap of men git what they don’t deserve, and I ain’t so mighty bad. You say you kin telegraph. Weil, you sit down then to that ticker and do some telegraphin’ for me, one np the line for a new agent for Lone Dog Station and one to Prairie City for a parson. And tell ’em I give ’em until tomorrow mornin’ to git here on the first train,” added Steve Oliver, with emphasis.

Her Reproof.

Two mischievous boys in the school were laughing uproariously over some slight mistake one of the pupils bad made in translation. The teacher looked at them resignedly for s few minutes and then remarked quietly: “If anything really funny should ever happen in this clasa, I fear that Mr. Smith and Mr. Jones would require the services of a physician.”—New York Times.

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TO A COUNTRY TOWN.

Here is the home of my bovliood, The scenes of my heart ever dear— The lanes and the streets where the locustbloom sweets Freight the air in the spring of the year. The common, where bare-headed mischief. With roguish delight in his eye. Routs the bee honey-bent by the white clover’s scent. And the grass-hopper keeps on the fly. And here is the square, where the farmers Swap yarns when they come in to trade Their country produce for the “stuff” that turns loose ’* Tongue brakes on the “skeleton” grade. The flag-pole, where streamer, once bearing The name of “Old Abe,” proudly flies; The rudely built stand where the orator grand Stuffs his hearers with eloquent lies. And here is the church on thecorner. Where the sinner for pardon applies: , The high-backed old pews, where the tired brethern snooze To the joy of the wide-awake flies. The belfry, moss-covered, where sparrows Nest safe from the fowl pirate's reach; The rust-coated bell—what a tale it could tell, Were it touched by the magic of speech!

And here is the “Squire's" apple orchard, 0 Where the pippins grow temptingly great; The high picket fence, where I sat in suspense The hungry dog's pleasure to wait. The calf-pasture there in the outskirts. The Indian mound, yellow and bare. The ill-fated spot where I lucklessly shot A prize-wipning calf for a hare. And here is a weather-worn cottage, Decayed and untenanted now, Save by rodents that profane revelries hold, Or indulge In an unlicensed row. The yard, where excitement ran riot On the dav when we raced our stick steeds; The garden in rear where we dug for life dear To produce a good crop of—rag-weeds. And this Is the home of my boyjjood. The birthplace I'm honored to own And this heart of mine never ceases to pine For the joys that with boyhood have flown. And at last when the long drama's ended. And the curtain of life is rung down, May the world never say that I strove not to pay My debt to the old country town.

Spraying Nozzles.

The importance of a good nozzle for spraying is emphasized by Professor H. H. Larnson in a recent bulletin of the New Hampshire experiment station. A nozzle should break the stream of liquid into fine particles and should be so constructed that it does not readily clog. It should also be provided with some device for clearing In case clogging occurs. Not enough hose is furnished by pump manufacturers. Fifteen or twenty feet is the least that can be used with convenience in spraying potatoes and fruit trees, and a fifty foot length is recommended.—American Agriculturist The Brahma* Funeral Pyre. After the body of a Brahman has been anointed with sesamum oil the two toes are bound together and the two thumbs. It is then lashed to a litter made of two long parallel poles, to which are fastened seven transverse pieces of wood. The shroud is very simple, a large piece of cloth wrapped round the body and bound with ropes of straw. If the dead Brahman leaves a will his face is not covered; otherwise the shroud is brought up over the head. The burning ground, or ghat, is usually near a river, that those who have taken part tn the ceremonies may purify themselves as quickly and as easily as possible. Before erecting the funeral pyre a shallow pit is dpg and partially filled with dry wood, the body is covered with splinters of dry wood and sprinkled with panchagarla, an inflammable liquid, and placed on the pyre and covered with branches and roots, like a hut. The nearest relative or heir then takes a lighted taper and sets fire to the four corners of the pile and leaves at once to perform the ceremony of purification. The carriers, being of the lowest caste, remain until the body is entirely consumed.

A Ruse of War.

This happened In 1797, when Colonel Tate, with the Legion Noire, landed near Fishguard, intending to march on and burn Bristol. When the expedition appeared off the coast there was only a handful of volunteers available to oppose them, and Lord Cawdor, who was in command, mustered all the Welsh women he could gather together. Each of these wore a long red cloak descending, petticoat fashion, almost to her heels, and thus attired they were made to march ' and countermarch among the hills, presenting themselves at different points to the view of the enemy in such a way as to give the impression of red uniformed troops taking np position. The French were so pussled by their appearance that, although they Lauded, they could not make np their minds to advance until sufficient time had elapsed to raise the country and bring forward a real force strong enough to beat them back.—Pearson's Weekly.

PUBLIC SALES.

Having sold my farm and expecting to leave the county, I will sell at Public Sale at my residence 1-4 miles North of Sharon and k miles East and 4 8-4 miles South of Reusaelaer, commencing as 10 a. m„ on TUESDAY, FEB. 38, 1004 The following Property: 8 head of horses

Consisting of 4 good General Purpose Horses; 1 Span of Bay Drivers five and •lx years old; 1 Bay Mare five years old; and 1 Bay Pony. 14 Head of Cattle

Consistiug of 5 Good Milch Cows, Including two Herefords with calf by side, others tresh in April; 5 head of Heifers coming two years old; 2 coming Yearlings; 2 Calves. (These cattle are all good stock.) Implements. Vehicles. Etc— Consisting of 1 McCormick Hinder, nearly new; 1 McCormick Mower; 2 Hay Racks; 1 Corn Planter with 80 rods of check wire; 2 Farm Wagons; 1 Double Buggy; 2 Single Buggies; 3Cultivators (two riding, one walking): 2 Stirring Plows; 1 Disk; 1 Steel Harrow 2 Sets of Double Harness; 3 Sets of Single Harness; 1 Grindstone; 1 rick of Oats Straw: Some Hay in Stack: Corn In Crib, Some Pole Wood, and numerous other articles of minor importance. Household Goods, Kitchen Furniture, Etc, Consisting of 1 Cook Stove, lHeating Stove, 1 Organ, 1 Sewing Machine, 3 Dining Tables, Dishes, etc., 3 Bedsteads, (with springs and mattresses!, I Bedroom Set, 1 Couch, 1 dozen Chairß. I Bureau. 1 Clock. Lamps, Washing Machine, Milk Tank. Milk Safe, 1 double-barreled (10 ga.) Breech Loading Shotgun, besides many other articles of household use of lesser import. 12 months credit, 4 per cent discount for cash.—— ; Wm, Heuson & Son. S. U. Dobbins, Auctioneer. C. G. Spitler, Clerk, Hot lunch on grounds.

The undersigned will sell at Public Sale at his residence, 6 miles south and mile west of Rensselaer, and 8 miles north and H mile west of Remington, on WEDNESDAY, FEB. 24. 1904, The following property: NINE HEAD OF HORSES—Consisting of 1 Bay Mare, nine years old, wt 1250; 1 span of Black Mares,

eight years old. wt 2200 (well broke, single or double, lady can drive them) 1 Gray Mare, seven years old, wt 1150; 1 Bay Mare, coming three-year-old, wt 1200; 1 Sorrel Horse, three years old, wt 1000 ; 2 coming two

year old Geldings; 1 Sorrel Mare, twelve years old, wt 1000. Five Good Milk Cows, 2 with calf by side, others fresh next month. 40 Head of Hogs—Consisting of 8 Poland China Sows, all with pig; 1 Poland China Male Hog, wt 150 pounds, a good one; and 31 head of Shoats, wt 75 to 80 pounds each. ICO Head of Chickens, Plymouth Roek and some Leghorns; 3 Turkey Hens; 1 Turkey Gobbler. Farm Implements, Wagons, etc—Consisting of 1 McCormick Mower: 1 Ray Ladder, 2 farm Wagons; 1 Single Top Buggy; 1 good Corn Planter with 100 rods of check wire; 2 Walking Cultivators; 1 good Disk; 1 Steel Harrow 2 good Riding Breaking Plows, one nearly new; 1 Walking Plow; 1 Gopher; 1 Gopher Attachment; 2 Sets Heavy Farm Harness, one nearly new; 1 Set Light Double Harness; 1 Set Single Harness; 500 bushels corn in crib and numerous other articles of minor importance. 12 months credit; 7 per cent discount for cash. WM. L. NOWELS. Fred Phillips, Auctioneer. C. G. Spitler, Clerk, Guss Grant, Hot Lunch.

The undersigned will offer at Public Sale at hia residence 7 miles South and 1 mile East of Rensselaer and 5 miles North and 1 mile East of Remington, commencing at ten o’clock a. m., on THURSDAY, FEB. 25. 1004. The following property: 4 head of Horses, consisting of 1 Grey Mare ten years old. wt. 1800, in foal; 1 Bay Mare, wt. 1100, in foal; 1 Sorrel Mare. wt. 1100, with foal; and 1 Bay Mare, wt. 1100, in foal. 8 head of Cattle, consisting of 1 fresh milchs Cow; 1 Cow now giving milk, and 1 coming three-year-old Heifer. Farm Implements, Vehicles, Btc.— 1 Champion Binder, nearly new; 1 Champion Mower, nearly new; 1 Hay rake; 2 Hay Racks; 2 Farm Wagons; 1 Spring Wagon; 1 Broadcast Seeder; 1 Disk Harrow; 2 threehorse Harrows; 1 two-horse Harrow; 1 John Deere Riding Plow; 6 Walking Plows; 4 Walking Cultivators; 1 Corn Planter with check-rower and 80 rods of wire: 1 Riding Stalk Cutter; 1 Grindstone; 1 thirty gallon Iron Kettle: 1 Set of Double Harness; 1 Set of Single Harness; 1 Cross-Cut Saw; and other articles too numerous to menton. 10 months time; 8 per cent off for cash. E.C. LORENTZ. S. U, Dobbins, Auctioneer. Hot Lunch on the ground.

TO EXCHANCE.

Ranch land in Western Kansas. Wheat and alfalfa farms in central Kansas. Highly improved land in eastern Kansas and western Missouri. Farms of ail sizes to trade clear for farms or any good property in Indiana. Also the following in Jasper county, Ind.: 160 acres, level, black land, near station, fair improvements, good drainage. Will give any kind of trade of good value and give long time od difference. 80 acres, near station and school, free mail and telephone line, mostly black soil, well fenced, fair bouae and outbuildings, good well, orchard, and smalllfrult. Will trade for town property, live stock or merchandise. 85 acres all cultivated, no buildings, well located, good orchard. Will trade clear for town property, live stock or vacant lots. Large ten-room bouse with full basement, modern, with barn, on three large lots, three blocks from court honse. Price on application. 807 acres, highly Improved, black soil, farm near Mexico, Mo. Price 940. Easy terms. Complete threshing outfit in good condition. Will trade for property Or live stock. What have you. Will be pleased to have you eall any time. O. F. MEYERS, Rensselaer. Indiana. Office over Murray’s Store. Kidney complaint kills more people than any other disease. This is dne to the disease being so insidious that it gets a good hold on the system before it ts recognised. Foley's Kidney Core will prevent the development of fatal disease if taken in time, Sold by A. F. Long, druggist.

FOR THE CHILDREN

Why the Tortoise Worn. Did you ever bear the true story ot the race between the hare and the tortoise? Old Brother Terrapin told It to me oue day as I lay on my back in the grass by the pond. “Never beard the real truth of that victory of mine, did you?” he squeaked as he crawled up to me. “No, never,” said I. “How was it?” “Well,” he laughed, “you see, they always supposed that I won that race Uy keeping on plodding along at my usual gait, while Old Man Rabbit frißked around and fooled and wasted his time ‘showing off’ before the spectators. “But It was nothing of the sort. Let me tell you at the start that all the plodding in the world without a little thought and common sense will never win anything. “You see, I had a little bone to pick with that yaller dog at Bill Sykes* ’cause one day when I was asleep he turned me over on my back, and I didn’t get my footing for two days and was nearly starved, to say nothing of the worry brought on the old lady and the three children. So when Mr, Rabbit and I started on that race that you have read of I knew at the start I had no chance to win without some little game. Just then along comes Bill Sykes’ yaller dog. “‘Mornin’!* says he. ‘Nice day for the race.’

“ ‘Yes,’ says I, ‘and If you -want to see the start sit right down where you are, and you’ll see a great show.’ “So down he sat on his yaller tail and opened his yaller jaws and let his red tongue hang out. ‘One, two, three; go!’ says the starter. And just then I saw my chance and grabbed Mr. Dog’s tail between my jaws. He gave one yell of terror and surprise and set off through the woods toward the goal at lightning speed, pulling me through the air after him. My, but we did fly! And when we got near the goal I let go and walked the rest. Mr. Dog was so scared he ran on home. Served him right for turning me over. But I won the race. I tell you, brains count” Saying which he ambled off into the woods.—St Louis Post-Dispatch. “Thinking A'p” Names. This game requires nothing except pencils and paper, and it is one in which young and old can join. The first thing to do is to write a list of names down one side of a piece of paper, leaving a blank space opposite each. The names may be something like the following: Author, actor, general, river, statesman, color, town, painter, flower, fruit, etc. One of the players chooses a letter of the alphabet, and every one must write a name beginning with this initial opposite each of the chosen words. If the letter were G, the list might commence as follows: Goldsmith, Garrick, Gordon, Guadalquivir, Gladstone, green, Godaiming, gillyflower, greenage. It does not matter whether the celebrities are alive or dead. At the end of ten minutes one of the players reads the list aloud, and one mark is allowed for each name which is common to more than one list and two marks for a name which .only one person has thought of. The person who wins the game chooses the list of titles for the next and also the letter of the alphabet. _ If very little children are playing, It is best to choose things which are easy to think of. Localities. You who are in school, with all its lessons freshly in mind, will enjoy the game of localities. Let some one begin by saying the natae of a city, country, state, river, ocean and so on, any locality that is likely to be prominently mentioned in your geographies. Suppose the first word is Philadelphia. The child next to her must at once say another word which commences with the last letter of the first word—Atlantic ocean, for instance. The third child will naturally think of Niagara, which forces the fonrth to say Asia ot Antwerp or Ann Arbor. The game goes the rounds of the circle until all have guessed. The second time round the test may be doubled. Starting with Cambridge, for instance, the second child will probably say Camden and Eton.

Object Lesson on the Cat.

The teacher in a grammar school was giving an object lesson on the cat “Who can tell me to what family the cat belongs?” she inquired. Seven or eight of the larger children were questioned arid could not tell, so she asked one of the smaller pupils. “Can you tell us, Bobbie?” she Inquired of a small, serious little chap. “Yes’m,” piped up Bobbie; “the cat belongs to the family what owns it!” Bones. One day a little three-year-old boy was watching his mother sew whalebone in her dress. “What are they, mamma?” he asked. “Bones,” she replied. “Whose r continued the little fellow. “Mine,” she answered. He watched her a minute in amazement and then asked solemnly, “How did you get ’em out?” —Little Chronicle. My Little Gray Kitty and I. When tbs north wind whistles round the house. Piling snowdrifts high. We nestis down on the warm hearth rug. My little'gray kitty and I. I tell her about my work and play , And all I mean to do. And she purs so loud I surely think That she understands, don’t you? She looks about with her big round eyes And softly lieks my face As I tell her ’bout the word I missed And how I have lost my place. Then let the wind whistle, for what to US Matters a stormy sky? Oh. none have such Jolly times as Wa My Uttle gray kitty and II > —Angel of Peso*

Edward P. Honan, ATTORNEY AT LAW. Law, Abstracts, Real Estate, Loans. Will practice In all the courts. Office over Fendig's Fair. RENSSBLAER, INDIANA. Judson J. Hunt, m, Ms, loans and Deal matt. RENSSELAER, IND. Office up-stairs in Leopold block, first stairs west of Vanßensselaer street. Wra. B. Austin. Arthur H. Hopkins. Austin & Hopkins, Law, Loans and Real Estate. Loans on farms and City property, personal security and chattel mortgage. Buy, sell and rent farms and city property. Farm and city fire insurance. Attorneys for American Building, Loan and Savings Association, Office over Chicago Department Store, RENSSELAER, IND. J. F. Irwin S. C. Irwin Irwin & Irwin, V Real Estate, Abstracts. Collections, Farm Loans and Fire Insura nos. Office in Odd Fellows’ Block. RENSSBLAER, INDIANA. (SANK rOLTX. O. a. triTLIR, MARRY R. RURRIR Foltz, Spitler & Kurrie, (Successors to Thompson A Bro.) ATTORNEYS AT LAW. Law, Real Estate, Insurance Absracta and Loans. Only set of Abstract Books in the County. RENSSELAER, IND. Ira W. Yeoman, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW, Remington, - - . Indiana. Law. Real Estate. Collections, Insurance and Farm Loans. Office uostairs in Durand Block. E. C. English, Physician & Surgeon. Office over I mes’ Millinery store. Rensselaer. Office Phone 177. Abeiobncb Pmonsi 116. Doctor A. J. Miller, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON. Rensselaer, - - Indiana. Office up-stairs in Forsythe block. General practice of medicine, surgery and X-ray work. Calls answered promptly, day or night. Office ana residence ’phones, ao4 (Jasper Co.); also (Halleck) 43 at residence. Dr. Francis Turfler. ” Dr. Anna Turfler. Drs. Turfler & Turfler, OSTEOPATHIC PHYSICIANS. Graduates American School of Osteopathy. Office over Harris Bank. Rensselaer, Ind. Hours; 9t013 m; Ito 4:30 p. m. H. O. Harris, E. T. Harris, J. C. Harris, President. Vice-Pres. Cashier. Rensselaer Bank. Deposits received on call, Interest Bearing Certificates of Deposit issued on time, Exchange Bought and Sold on principal citieg. Notes Discounted at current rates, Farm Loans made at S per cent. We Solicit a Share of Your Business.

THE FIRST NATIONAL BANK OF RENSSELAER, IND. Addison Parki.son, Pres. John M. Wasson. Vice-Pres. E. L. Hollingsworth. Cashier. ■ UCORRROR TO THR RUSIHRSR OF TMR COMMRROIAI •TATS RAMR. Opened March 2d, 1902, at the old location. NORTH SIDE PUBLIC SQUARE. A general banking business transacted; deposits received, payable on time or on demand. Money loaned on acceptable security. Drafts on all cities at home and abroad bought and sold. Collection of notes and accounts a specialty. 5 per cent farm loans. Your business solicited.

IMERICINDEIIISTRY. / *S Crown, Bar and Bridge 1 Work. Teeth Without I Plates, Without Pain. .. J. W. HORTON .. IB YEARS IN RENSSELAER Teeth carefully stopped with gold and other fillings. Consultation free. Nitrous Oxide Gas administered daily. Charges within the reach of all. oppic* opposite court houii.

H. L. Brown, DENTIST. Office over Larsh’s drug store PLENTY OF E 669 And no sick chickens where Wells’ Hoosier Poultry Powder is used. Cures Cholera, Gapes and Boup. Keeps poultry healthy. Price, SS costs. Sold by A. F. Long. NURSERY STOCK. Being salesman tor the largest nursery in the state, I am offering all kinds of first-class stock to the public at a very low price. All goods guaranteed healthy and true to name. Orchards sold on the payment (dan. All inquiries cheerfully answered. Address O. L. Parks, Surrey, Ind. Nearly Forfeits His Ufa. A runaway almost ending fatally, started a t horrible ulcer on the leg of J. B, Ofner. Franklin Grove,JD. For four years It defied all doctors and all remedies. But Bucklen’s Arnica Salve bad no trouble to core him. Equally good for bums, bruises, skin eruptions and piles. 86c at A. F. Long’s Drug Store. —— " Bead The Democrat for news.