Jasper County Democrat, Volume 9, Number 49, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 March 1907 — Page 7

I Want DIFFICULT Eye Cases. All I Ask is That YOU Investigate at My Expense My Knffeless Method Which Has Cured So Many Cases After Others Have Failed. DONT GO BUND-VISION IS TOO PRECIOUS. I want to meet with, or hear from every man, woman or child afflicted with diseases of the eye. I don’t care who the person is or what their eye trouble may be, I will be able to convince them ABSOLUTELY FREE that my painless treatment will do more for them than any other method known to the profession. By this 1 do not mean there are not some isolated cases that cannot be cured, but I do mean to say emphatically that many and many difficult cases which _ have been termed incurable by others have been permanently cured by my Absorption treatment. One of the thing's that lam proud of la in the uninterrupted .gKg Wat < successful career covering many W ' years, I have eliminated the necessity of using the dangerous and MHhkZz \ w////// painful knife on the delicate eye, /He/ 'ar- y/////// and there is hardly a day passes AVb. | /////// but what I make cures where othWffl//// % | V////// era have advised that only an operyVtB////// %■ k IzZ/Z/ / z ation would bring relief. My suc'Hffk/////// .ML 4 rzzZ/ ///h ceBB has not been brought about TUH/i'.i//, [/////////i by a cure to-day and a failure to- / t///// /////. morrow, but it has been a uniform '//////A tllllll ////J success. Take for instance my . IxJ iliU' '"" treatment for Cataract, which is '//Z4y///tA xu 11/lift ////////w// one of the most dreadful and most /////'//////r obstinate troubles to deal with, I i'jzJIKSSSk / v / ////////, other oculists tell you it can only '■///// be treated successfully by means '///// of “ dangerous operation. To-day ’'([//ff)/'// treatment is pronounced the ' J / only SURE knifeless treatment ■ #///%////tZzzT/zA known. And why? Because the 111’ nil 11!j/// II/X X \ I 'V////)rilM\ cures have been so uniform. Had 'U/IlilXllTtri///1/\ \i 1 'lf///li I only cured a few cases now and 111 II n’l\. I/// X Xfi Vf//Z6v77?l be cured by Dr. Madison’s treat!///l/.ILIII XJf!// \ '■l \l/l 11/l/l’ ment,” but it is the uniformity of "///// I W’/ll \ ll yi/i 'lli'f cures in the most difficult cases 'll Im Al// \ l\ IL 7/ that causes people to say, “You 111 Im IllN'l/i \ H W v cau Positively be cured by the / l/IRv l\\\ll< ' ' W 7 Madison Absorption Method.” ' /f)\ V ’ Takeforinstance.thesefewtes- '! \ 1 ' 1 l timonials taken at random : Mrs. F.L. Wintermute, 121 Second AMERICA'S MASTER OCULIST. St , Jackson, Mich., under date of (copybightbd) October 18, 1906, writes: “After having been repeatedly told that there was no cure for my cataracts except an operation, to-day my eyes are perfect by means of your knifeless home treatment. I have regained my vision in six months.” Mr. C. W, Johnson, of Grand Detour, 111 , in a recent letter said, in part: “1 deem it a pleasure, as well as a duty to mankind, to certify to the benefits received from using your home absorption treatment for cataracts. Mrs. Johnson was treated by nrnny physicians. YOU CURED HER.” I personally devote my entire time and study to the Eye, and I assure my patients prospective patients my personal attention, even to the smallest details. No matter what you are suffering from—whether from Cataract, inflammation. Pannus, Ptosis, Optic Nerve Trouble,or in fact any affliction of the vision—l can successfully treat you. I guarantee a perfect, permanent cure for Cross Eyes, whether it be internal or external strabismus, without the use of the knife, with absolutely no risk, pain or inconvenience, without confining my patient to a dark room for a moment, or without the use of a single bandage. VISION IN LIFE—BLINDNESS IN OBLIVION. If you value your eyesight, no matter what your disease. no matter what your thought, investigate. It is not going to cost you any money to prove to your entire satisfaction that my treatment is all I claim for it, for all I ask of you is to send me your name and address, no matter where you live, and 1 will send you FREE an BU-page booklet, illustrated in colors, which is a classic on diseases of the eye. I will tell you who I am. what I have accomplished, and will tell you in detail of the more common troubles, their causes, their effects and their cure. Also < ther things of value to you. This is all for the mere asking. Can you afford to delay ? Write me today and relieve your mind. My office hours are from 10:00 a. m. until 5 KX) p. m; Sundays, from 9:00 a. m. to 11:00 a m. only. Special appointment, however, can be made by letter or wire. P. C. MADISON, M. D.

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STATEMENT OP THE CONDITION OP THE FIRST NATIONAL BANK OP RENSSELAER. IND., JAN. >6. 1907. KEBOUBCM. LIABILITIES. L0am5306,369 60 Capital Stock.s3o,ooo 00 U. 8. and County Bonds .. 46,900 00 Surplus and Profit* 21,784 88 Bank Building 8,000 00 Circulating Note*... 7,500 00 Cash and due from banks 92,860 01 Deposits 394,844 73 $454,129 61 1454.129 61 DIRECTORS. A. PARK ISON, JOHN M. WASSON. B. L. HOLLINGSWORTH, President. Vice-President. Cashier. JAMES T. RANDLE, GEO. E. HURRAY. fn leans o sdkioiii I snare 01 lour Paifonoae is Soiicned

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The Upper Levels.

By HONORE WILLSIE.

On a Sunday afternoon Dick strolled across the meadows beyond the town. He had grown to love the swelling slope that stretched up from the river to the mining sheds. For the first time he was beginning to think that his father’s taunt at the “leader of cotillons” was to be productive of good; that, combined with Alice Upham’s refusal, the taunt had forced him to see life with a broader view. It was the mines that had worked the change, the mines and Marian! Considering that she was a miner’s orphan, Richard Houston gave a large amount of his thought to Marian. Considering that she “worked a bit for her board” with Mrs. Lisbon, the miner’s wife with whom Dick* boarded. Dick was having bad lapses of the Houston pride. Still,- as Dick said to himself, there was not much danger of a man s making a fool of himself over a girl of sixteen. On this particular Sunday, after a week when the miner’s pick had been particularly distasteful to him, Dick had asked Marian to walk with him. At first she had hesitated; then she had refused, looking up into his face with a little smile that, even though she was only a child, he had come to watch and work for—a smile that curled delicate, deep red lips back over perfect teeth, a smile that lightened up the wistful little face to dazzling loveliness. As she slipped from the room Dick watched the lithe figure and the wonderful braid of hair that swept her back. “If she w-ere five years older”— But the sentence remained unfinished as he filled his pipe and started on bis solitary tramp. He walked for hours.

SUDDENLY JACK STUMBLED AND FELL ON HIS HANDS AND KNEES.

and it was late twilight when he again crossed the meadows near the mines. It was a lonely spot, so Dick was surprised as he beard a voice: “Oh, Mr. Houston!” “Yes, Marian?’ “Oh, I am so glad! Mrs. Lisbon and I have been worrying about you.” Then, walking beside him with a dis tractingly confiding air: “Ever since you and Jim Lisbon took such a stand against the strike some of the toughs down at the end of the village have been making threats. Mrs. Lisbon w’ent to find Jim, and I got to worrying and came out to find you.” “Steady, now, steady,” said Dick to himself. “Remember that she is nothing but a miner’s little girl.” Then aloud: “Well, now, that is mighty good of you, but there isn’t a bit of danger. I—great heavens!” They were enveloped in an unbreathable cloud of dust. There was a dull, muffled rumble, a little scream from Martan, then silence. “Marfan!” called Dick as he struggled to rise. Marian rose to her knees, struggling and gasping for breath. “The ground caved into a gallery. I have heard of it often.” “Are you hurt?” asked Dick. “I—l think not.” Dick was now on his feet and pulled the girl up beside him. Then he took out his match safe and scratched three or four matches in rapid succession. They were in a pit formed by the sinking of the meadow into a mining level that had run too close to the surface. The pit was but half a dozen feet wide, but it was many times that to the field above. Dick dropped the match he held. “I won’t light any more for awhile. We may need them later.” “Let’s call,” said Marian. Dick a few lusty shouts, but silence seemed deeper than ever as he paused. A small hand crept into his, and his fingers closed warmly about it. “I think I am frightened,” half whispered Marian. He chafed the slender fingers. It’s useless to try to climb this soft clay.” A mass of debris slid to their feet. “We’ve got to get out of this. Ho scratched a match, then gave a quick exclamation. “Marian, there is a level •viening!” He paused. Through both minds flashed a picture of the 'angers that would attend any ato“ipt to escape through the mine. Yet

they knew that each moment in the pit might mean death. Then a quick plunge and they were in the darkness of the mine. They felt their way In silence for several minutes, then: “Are you frightened, Marian?” asked Dick. “Yes,” said Marian, “but that does not matter.” A new tone in the soft voice puzzled Dick. It was as if a woman and not a child had spoken. New thoughts were crossing Dick Houston’s mind. If this little girl were five years older. If she were educated, if she were not a miner’s daughter, if— The slender fingers lay very warmly and confidingly in his. A soft, thick braid of hair touched his face as Marian flung it back over her shoulder. Dick smiled tenderly as he pictured the familiar little gesture. “Keep up your courage,” he said. “There is no actual danger, you know, except of a bad cold for you.” Not daring to speak of his fear of fire damp, he added, “Let’s rest a moment.” “The darkness almost suffocates one,” half whispered Marian. Some strange madness was possessing Richard Houston. Family traditions, ideals, ambitions, were gone before a whirlwind that swept his brain. Still holding the soft hand, “Marian,” he said, “do you suppose that in a couple of years from now you could do more than just like me?” “How much more?” asked a demure little voice beside him. Dick paused. “Could you love me?” “But I don’t know you at all, and,” still more demurely, “somehow I never planned to love a miner.” Dick flushed in the darkness. "Perhaps by that time I shall be something more than a miner, for—for you have grown to be a great deal to me, little girl.” “Did you ever know,” went on the girlish voice, “that if a grownup girl were to wear her hair in a braid down her back and shortish skirts even a very grownup girl would look like a child?” Dick felt somewhat dazed. “But why should she do that?” “Oh, so the men wouldn’t bother her.”.

More and more bewildered was Dick, yet one clear purpose remained to him. “Marian,” he whispered, “do you love me?” ( Then the cold, the darkness and the fear of the fire damp were forgotten as Dick felt acquiescence in the yielding fingers. But only for a moment. “Please, please,” trembled the girlish voice, “let’s first get out of this awful place!” Head and heart in a turmoil, Dick started on. Almost immediately his outstretched hands found the gallery barred. They had followed a blind level! Back again, stumbling and weary, with the fire damp rendering them dazed and short of breath; then, along the left hand level, on and on, until almost discouraged. Suddenly Dick stumbled and fell on his hands and knees. Marian gave a cry of dismay, but Dick uttered a joyful shout. “The track, Marian! We are out of the old workings and we ll be at the surface in a few minutes!” It was indeed but a short time,more before the two stepped from the cage into the velvet dusk of the fall night. The stars gleamed softly overhead; the smell of dew wet meadows blew across their faces. The two stopped before beginning their walk up the street to the cottage. "Whew! That’s the hardest job I’ve had since football days,” said Dick unthinkingly. Marian looked up into his face. “Are you a college man?” “Yes,” said Dick. “Are you any relation to the Houston who owns these mines?” "His son. I came to learn the business from the pick up, as he did. But,” he took the soft face between his hands, “that need make no difference, need it?” Marian’s reply seemed at first irrelevant. “I wrote a story of a coal miner. The editor liked it so well that he asked me for another chapter. I wanted good material and—and so—l really live in Boston.” Dick looked about him hastily. Then the little figure was almost lifted into his arms, while the great braid tangled in his fingers. “But I thought—l loved you when you were a sixteen-year-old miner’s daughter!” he whispered. "But, sir, if you really must know, I am twenty-two!” “Then we will only wait for you to put up that braid.” And Dick laughed like a boy.

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BREAKING THE ICE

Harold Severn aud Frank Spencer were 1/oth iu love with Alice Ware, but she had so successfully used those methods in which all accomplished young women are well versed that neither of them had any assurance of being a favored suitor. One afternoon iu midwinter as she sat playing and singing dreamily to herself she was interrupted by her cousin Edith, who came to discuss the skating party planned for the approaching evening. “We must start early, so that we can make the most of it,” she said enthusiastically. “They’re going to build a fire on the bank of the pond, where we can warm ourselves and have our refreshments, and I believe 'twill be the gayest time we’ve bad this season.” “I don’t think I care much about it,” said Alice, fingering her piano absently as she spoke. Regardless of her indifferent manner, Edith continued her lively conversation. “Didn’t Frank Spencer look fine at the last dance, as if he'd just stepped out of a fashion plate?” “I hate to see a man look that way,” said Alice coldly. “ 'Tis a bad sign." “Nonsense! ’Tis olily a signal that he’s fastidious; that’s all.” replied Edith. “Harold ought to suit you better then. His necktie is hardly ever exactly straight.” “He is careless about his clothes, and that's another bad fault.”

“Goodness! If I wasn’t acquainted with you, Alice, I should think something dreadful was going to happen, but I know you’ll be yourself again when you get on your skates with a devoted attendant on each side.” The full moon shone in a cloudless sky when the party reached the pond, and, soon equipped for their sport, they went skimming away over the sparkling surface like a flock of swift winged birds, while the brushwood Are burning on the bank shed Warmth and brightness around the merry scene. Exercise sharpened all apatites, ami the lunch baskets were emptied at an early hour, after which their spirits seemed to rise to higher levels. Alice especially displayed more than her usual willfulness as she performed her capricious evolutions, closely followed by her unwearied satellites.

At length as she was describing a wide circle near the edge of the pond she approached a point where the prying beams of the afternoon’s sun had discovered a weak spot, and now the warm breath of the fire lyafted across it had rendered it unsafe. But, unaware of this, she swept fearlessly onward. when suddenly the ice gave way at her feet, and she sank into the water beneath. Though the depth was not great, the shock was sufficient to excite her utmost terror, and, struggling helplessly, she shrieked aloud, “Oh, Harold, save me!” Both young men arrived at nearly the same moment, but Harold had heard his name called, and, with headlong speed, he rushed to her aid. Plunging Into the broken ice, he held her fast while he strove to secure a foothold on the muddy bottom. He was not long In doing so and then succeeded in getting to the shore unassisted, with Alice clinging frantically to him. “Oh, Harold,” she murmured between her shivering sobs, “I’m so glad you got here! I didn’t want Frank to get me out” “Let me get off your skates quick, Alice, and then we must hurry home, for you’ll get a deadly cold.” Frank met them on the bank, saying anxiously, “Do let me help about something!” “Take care of our skates, will you?” said Harold. “We’ve got to race for life.” And, catching Alice by the hand, they ran like two children across the meadow to the road, where they disappeared from the sight of their companions, who Immediately disbanded and hastened away from the scene of the accident. Frank Spencer mechanically gather,-

ed up the skates that had been left In his care and walked in silence amid the talkative groups, feeling that something was ended forever. Alice, comforted by dry clothes and a warm bed, soon recovered from her chill and fright, and Harold, blessing his good fortune that at the mere cost of a cold bath he had won her approval, slept with rainbow visions hovering around his pillow. The next morning as soon as practicable he called on Alice, to find her calm and reticent not at all the clinging, impulsive being he had so lately rescued—but, resolved not to be baffled, he ventured to say, “I never dared to think before that you could really care for me, but last night when you said”— “You were my choice then,” she hastened to reply with a look and emphasis that struck the gallant youth like a blow in the face, and, unable to command his voice, he rose and walked to the window, but iu a he was aware of a hand on his arm and a pair of mischievous eyes looking up into liis. “I know you don't choose me today,” ho said falteringly, endeavoring to keep his gaze fixed upon the distant landscape. “Why, yes, 1 do,” she answered in tones of such evident truthfulness that the courage of her hearer again revived. and he questioned impetuously, “Today and always?"

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