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by CHAPTER XI. (Continued.) "I am glad you are going to have a change," volunteered Marguerite timidly. "I hope you don't mind my saying so, but you look quite ill; I noticed directly I saw you." "I am in trouble, Miss Lilbourne and that's the truth; I'm afraid change of air won't cure it." "Oh, how sorry I am." Her eyes filled vith sympathy. "What a world of trouble it is! You in trouble, too? You ought not to vex yourself so about my affairs, it you have trouble of your own.' "My trouble is harder to bear than yours,' he said, "because it is of ray own risking. It is the shadow of a fault committed Ion? ago." "And repented of?" she asked shyly. "Heavtn only kno.vs how deeply!" "Ah. then it will be all right." she asserted brightly, "if you are ready to atone!" "Ah." Le cried pitiiully. "but suppose one can't atone? That is the hardest lesson the world teaches. Miss Läibourne. It is so easy to wrong another, but so hard so terribly hard to set the wrong right again." She looked at him earnestly. lie was the last man from whom she would have expected v.crds like these. Proud, self-contained, a man of the world he had hitherto appeared; yet, now it seemed as if he were asking her little Marguerite for pity and counsel. "Have ycu asked the person whom you wronged to forgive you?" she questioned with a certain solemnity. "No," was the almost inaudible reply. "Ah!" she said softly, "that's what I would do! Please don't think me Impertinent I know I am not at all competent to advise you." "That is what you would have me do?" he asked. "You would have me say, 'I did you a grevious wrong I it ..

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cannot undo it now, but I repent. For give me!' " "Yes," she replied, with a nod of her pretty head. I would say that." "And suppose by that confession I lowered myself in the eyes of the person whom before all ofiier3 in the world I desired to sta'.d well with?" "I think," she answered shyly, wondering at the strange intensity with which he questioned her "I think you would have to hear that as a penance for your fault." His strange eyes looked down at her eweet, lsnuous face with a gaze she could not understand. "I shall think over your advice," he raid earnestly, "and try to follow it. Will you give me your best wishes?" "Yes," she replied, her face suddenly flushing. He moved away from her he felt that his self-control was deserting him; he must go and inßtantly. "Goodby," he said hastily, unable to raise his eyes to her face. "I must apologize for for staying so long." He left the room abruptly, before she had time to reply. Actuated by an indescribable impulse, she went to the window to see him pa.-s. He glanced up. saw her. and raised Lis hat with a sudden smile of pleasure, indicating with one hand the marguerites in his "button-hole. She drew back as he disappeared, holding her hands to her head. "What did that remind me of?" she fiaid slowly. "Oh, what did it remind me of? I feel as though I had gone through a similar experience before. It seemed quite natural to be looking out of the window and waving my hand to him." She broke into a little laugh. "I think I must be losing my senses, but for the moment the impression was wonderfully strong." CHAPTER XII. Two days later, on reaching home after a walk, she was told that a woman was waiting to see her. Imagining it to b? a patient come for liniment or cough-mixture, she went straight into the dining-room, and v,T3 at once confronted by a re-spectably-dreFsed woman, evidently provincial. "There," said th woman triumphantly, the instant Marguerite appeared "it's her I knew it was. I knew I should know her first minute I clapped eyes to her fare. Well, miss, you and me's met before, ain't we?" "Have we?" said Marguerite. "ron't you remember me. my dear?" asked the woman, evidently disappointed. "No; I don't remember you at all."

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"Not Mrs. Acland?" "No. Where do you come from, Mrs. Acland. please?" Marguerite asked the question with a certain vehemence, advancing toward her visitor, and looking earnestly at her face. "My stars she don't remember me!" said the woman again. "Why, my dear, 'tain't four years ago since you saw me every day of your life for six weeks." "Did I did I?" cried Marguerite, her head in a whirl of excitement. "Oh, Mrs. Acland. tell me about it do! Do you come from Devonshire or Cornwall?" "Torquay, my dear, to bo sure. Yon mean to say you've been and forgot that, too?" "I've forgotten everything," replied Marguerite, trembling with eagerness. "I've been very ill and forgotten all sorts cf things; hut I do believe you're the very person I've been wanting so long. Tell me who are you?" "The landlady of 5. I'onsdon Crescent, my dear, where your uncle brought you. four years ago come November. Ah. my dor.r. I remember it all so well! A poor, nervous thing you were, starting at every sound; and your uncle seemed so hard on you, it went to my heart, it did." Marguerite sank into a chair, her face turning so deadly pale that Mrs. Acland thought she was going to faint. Hurrying to the sideboard the woman seized the carafe of water and sprinkled some on the soft dark hair and cold forehead. "Thanks thanks; I am better," said Marguerite, rallying "much better, thank you. I can listen. It was too much for me, just for a moment the thought that I was to hear what I have longed and prayed to hear for so many months. Go on tell me!" "You mean to say you have forgot It all?" "All-all! I had brain fever." '11 t. . . 1 ! 1. i tf 1

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don't you remember It?" sfcs cjked piteously of Mrs. Acland. The woman shook her head. "I don't," she answered; "but I do remember you was so took up with him. But, bless you, Arthur Phillips worn't his real name! I seen that plain enough all the time." "Not his real name?" "No, my dear. He never married you for no good of that I'm sure! I ought never to 'a let yon 'a gone off with him. He corr.e ar. J said your uncle was ill. and he was to take you to him; but, when he put you in the carriage and drove off, my heart misgave me, for I see there was another man with him; and I'm morally pursuaded, my dear, that that other was Mr. Brandon hisself all the time disguised.you know. I never seen you again, my dear, till this minute. But tnat afternoon, when Mr. Brandon came raging and shouting and wanting to know where ycu was, I thought directly that he was only putting it on, and knowed fast enough where you was all the time. Well, my dear, I s'pos-e if I'd 'a done my duty I'd 'a gone to the periice; but I am a poor woman, with my living to get, and I don't want no scandals about my house; and then, you see, I hadn't nothir to say no evidence, nor nothing of that kind. So I just kep quiet; but it's bin on my mind ever since." "Mrs. Acland," said Marguerite, solemnly, her hands clasped under her chin, "ycu say I was in your house six weeks, and that you saw me every day." "Yes, my dear." "Did it ever strike yon that there was anything odd about me? Did it ever occur to you that I was out of my mind?" The woman's look cf consternation was evidently genuine. No. she had never thought of that. "A poor little nervous thing." had been her idea, much cowed, subdued, and bullied by an overbearing uncle. (To be continued.)

ART AND MORALS. A Simple Verdict in tliw MutJi Discussed Case. A work of art cannot in itself be immoral. If a book is well written it is good. If it is badly written it is bad. That is the final test in writing. A book is immoral only in the sense that the saddle which delivered the pnnco imperial to death when his life depended on its strength may be called immoral because it was badly made. 'As there is no evil in a healthy physical organism, no evil in any organ of a healthy bodj though there may be evil in its, use, so there is no evil in a book. A man who has a clear finished style of workmanship, who writes well, displays a moral as well as an aesthetic beauty in his work, no matter what his Mibject; for to overcome the difficulties of language and to make of it his servant, his stool, his weapon, requires a manifestation of will power which is itself moral, and the cry of "art for art's sake'' is not so empty a shibboleth as the Philistines declare it. To those who attribute to a booh qualities belonging to the reader, whe condemn the object for the weakness of the subject, the following fable which has for its highest virtue its truth, may bear no moral, but to me il meant much. A woman with a passionate love foi the beautiful in all forms, a love which expresses itself in her surroundings was asked by a friend to whom "aulc lang syne" had granted the privilege of impertinence, "Why have you sc many pictures of the nude?" "Because," was her response, "to me pictures of the human figure speak sc clearly of the divine in man that 1 sometimes forget there are those who have not yet risen above the animal." Self Culture. A Knotty I'roMem. "Biscome is a peculiar fellow." "I don't know him." "You would find him amusing. He moved out on the lake shore for tha summer and bought a Jersey cow. Then he hired a small boy to drive her up from the pasture every afternoon. One day the boy fell sick and Bisconv: didn't know what to do about the cow. He said to himself when he looked at her in the morning. 'She'll certainly ! forget to come home if the boy isn't there to call her attention to the fact that she has a home.' Then he looked at the cow some more and pretty soon he stumbled on what seemed to him a brilliant idea." "Was it?" "You must judge for yourself. U tied a knot in the cow's tail to remind her that there was something she mustn't forget." Cleveland Plain Dealer. ';ol lilesn Our Home." "In a home in the country, not far from town," says the Catlettsbarg (Ky.) Independent, "there may be seen quite a pile of sewing lying on the lloor, nearly In the middle of the room, that has been undisturbed for more than six months. At that time the head of the house wanted a chair, and, seeing but one handy, he dumped to the lloor the sewing which lay upon it. His wife asked him to pick it up. He said he wouldn't do it. She told him, as he threw it there, it could remain until he got ready to pick it up. She would never touch it. And there it remains, a memorial to an incompatibility of disposition." Candor of i Dublin Surgeon. Dr. Colics, an eminent surgeon of Dublin, who died in 1813, was remark- ! able for his plain dealing with himself. in his ffe book he had many such candid entries as the following: "For giving ineffectual advice for deafness. 1 guinea." "For telling him lie was no more ill than I was, 1 guinea." "For nothing that I know of except that he probably thought he did not pay me enough last time, 1 guinea." Not II in Mind. ' From the Philadelphia Record: A liner Hayccde Ye say this is a combination bod an' sofa. Clerk It is, sir. Abrrr llaycede Wal let me look ai one that ain't made by a conib'nat'oi. I'm eppoved ter encouraging them ail trusts by purchasin' their eoodi j b'gesh.

FOÜ WOMEN AND HOME

ITEMS OF INTEREST FOR MAIDS AND MATRONS. Waist of Daffodil Yellow Silk rarl Frock for Girl of 12 fare of the Hund A Feminine Habit The IJair Our Cooking: Schoo!!. In an (1I Garden. Come down to that old garden Of every flower we knew. When out of pates of childhood The airs of morning blow. And arching heaven was painted In every drop of dew. And you may have the lily With all her virgin snows. And you may have the beauty That blushes on the rose, Dut I will have tin; heart's-ease. The dearest flower that blows! ' v i Who will shall have the balsams And stre f hydroinel. The purple of th.- monk's-hood . With poison in Iiis spell: Who will shall have sweet-wllliara And the cantcrbury-bell. I lovo the brraili of rosemary. The perfume of tho sto-k. The proud p'.un.es of the Ueur-de-Il3 The inlkeTl hollyhoek; I Jjvo the tI;imiiKr poppy And t he sleepy four-o'clock. Hut they Fay that when gie:t angola Fell plunging fr!n Heaven's flown, A spirit looking alter Lost a blossom from h-"r crown I know it was the heart'.s-easo Camo .softly Üo.itiiig down. Oil. bright (he honeysuckle. And sweet his tionMtig rrew. The lird-wi:u;.-; of the columbine. The 1 irKspur as blue Hut 1 v ill take th. h art's-case And all the rest, take you! Harriot l'reseott Spofford in the Woman's Home Companion. Care of the Hand. A little time to make the hands beautiful need not be grudged even by the busiest woman, when it is said that beautiful hands are worthy instruments of beautiful acts. The soft, moist skin that makes the touch of a woman'ej hand .so soothing to the fevered brow, so inspiriting to the tired, nerveless hand which it clasps, cannot be obtained or preserved without due observance of hygienic laws and devotion to cosmetics. Excessive heat or cold are not only as destructive to the beauty of the hands as to the beauty of the face, but if long continued they may so affect the network of the nerves as to mar the delicacy of the touch. In washing the hands the temperature of the water should be made a matter of care, and tepid water only should be used. Care should be taken to dry the hands thoroughly before exposing to the air. As the wind and sun roughen and discolor the hands, gloves should always be worn. The best gloves are made of dogskin, which has the property of softening the skin of the hand and keeping it in good condition. Next to good home-made soap, pure castile i. the best for washing the hands. The hands should be thoroughly washed with soap and tepid water, rinsed and then soaped again and rubbed until the soap on them forms a lather, after which they are to he dried without again rinsing. They should then be lightly wiped with a soft towel mo!ctcned with some aromatic toilet water. This treatment will keep the skin line and white. Th? yolk of a fresh egg. almond and chestnut meal, oatmeal and bran, are all useful for whitening and refining the skin of the hands. The following recipe for the same purpose is a good one: Sweet almond oil, CO grains; virgin wax, 12 grains; spermaceti, 12 grains. Heat these substances in a water bath in three separate vessels. When hot, pour all into a cold vessel and beat thoroughly. Then put the mixture into a bowl of cold water, continue beating until whit-. This is to be applied to the hands and arms every night on going to bed. or gloves spread with it may be worn. Another preparation is as follows: Two yolks of fresh eggs, two table spoonfuls of oil of sweet almonds, 30 grams of rose water, eight grams tincture of benzoin. Beat yolks with the oil, then add the rose water, and lastly the tincture cf benzoin. The Hair. Tho hair has a great deal to do with one's appearance, almost as much as the teeth; yet many persons who take fair tare of their teeth neglect their hair woefully. "The very best thing to do in order to keep the hair in good concition is to massage the scalp daily. This systematic manipulation kieps the skin from tightening and prevents the head from becoming, as it were, hide bound. Hair cannot grow on a stiffened, glassy skin, which has got into such a dry state that it, so to speak, no longer breathes. if your hair shows signs of lifeiessncss, or the scalp feels sore to the touch, go to a good masseuse twice a week. If you cannot conveniently do that take a letson or two learn, by all means, to manipulate your scalp yourself. It is no great task, and it will keep what hair you have and encourage more to come. At all events, don't drag the hair off your head by brushing. It is a pretty well exploded idea that brushing is beneficial. Above all things, never attempt to free the head or hair of dust with a "line comb" that is death to the hair, as is too much washing. Five or six times a year is quite often enough for a shampoo. One of tho reasons why more men than women are baldheadod is because men, having short hair, are apt to wet the head daily, which practice carries off tho natural fertilizing secretions. Too much water rots the hair. A I'Vinliiin Habit. A vigorous note of warning against the essentially feminine habit of holding pins m the mouth lias been sounded by Dr. A. Monao Lesser, in a recent lecture to the Ited ('loss nurses. "Doii"t do it," he says. "Not so much from fear of swallowing it for that would mean only a surgical case but from fear, based upon good grounds, of contagion. Tuberculo-i-j and many other diseases can bo transmitted in no easier way. Under the head of the pin all kinds of germs may be located, and irritating the tongue ever so little renders one liable to contract diseases. Even a new paper of pins is not abovo suspicion. In Kuropc especially boys prowl about the streets, hunting for pins, which they carry to the factory and sell to tho manufacturer. These are laid In rows, and go in with tho new pins, looking as innocent as their fellows, though they are far from what

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Made of plain and striped blue nun's veiling over white taffeta linings. The overskirt and per. blouse are trimmed with broad cream lace and pearl butthey appear." The questionable habit of women putting pencils and silver money in their mouths was also placed in the same category of "dangerous" and to be avoided. Paris Mode. Blouses are now exactly like those of previous years. They are made tighter, pays the Petit Echo de la Mode of Paris, and over a very close-fitting lining. The plaits, which used to be one the upper part of the bodice, and were widened at tho breast, pulling out and enlarging the waist, are continued to the belt, kept flat and sewed with lingerie stitch. These plaits are Arranged in every possible way longwise, horizontally, diagonally, as insertions, etc. Collars are still made upright, with sinal turn-down edges. A silk cravat, black or of the same color as the blous-.e. is pa.- od under the collar. These cravats an usually fastened and come down to the waist. In order that they may fit well round the collar it is best to make the bow one's self. Waist of Daffodil Yellow Silk. Of daffodil yellow silk; blouse effect in front, with rows of dark blue ribbon running across; vest of tacked yellow nnnisselino ilo sedo; rovers of India embroidery. Kitchen Wisdom. Boiling is not tho only method availaide for vegetables. Some which have passed their prime may be rendered wholesome and good by stowing, and Amur, tougher kimls will bo geod when braised. Watery vegetables, like cucumbers and squashes, are very good baked, while vegetable soups afford endless variety. Voting vegetables should l o cooked in boiling water, but the temperature should bo rceluoed, acMirding to ago, old vegetables, late in l Im seat on. In inj; bettor if put on in cold water and cooked long and slowly. 1 terries for jam shouid be gathered in dry weather, and t ho host sugar used, which is cheaper, as loss scum gathers than when cheaper sugar is used. Too little sugar will make jam ferment, and too much will result in candjing: tho samo will happen if boiled too long. Tho flavor cf bread pudding is improved by adding five or six almonds chopped fine. A shin Is the richest part of meat for stews, as it contains so much marrow. Meat for stews should always be cut into convenient pieces for serving. If apples are cored before peeling they arc not so apt to break. In making a desert when gelatine, milk and sugar are all used, mix

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tons, which fasten the little straps c! black velvet ribbon. The storking are of gray silk, embroidered witlj black. the gelatine with the sugar before it is dissolved in milk, to prevent tlu milk from curdling. Perfumed Ited. While many a housewife lias mad it her habit to lay away the bed linen in lavender-scented closets, it was no: until recently that the perfumed pad invaded the bed inseif. This pad i a thin quilted affair, which has one byeof cottn plentifully besprinkled wi;h the favorite se nt either rose, lavender or violet- in a sachet powder. Fr.im time to time the powder is renewed around the edges. The pad U laid between the mattress and the lower shoe:. Pillows are also opened at the corners and sachet powder shaken into the feathers. Those who are fond of th ?mell of pine woods gather pine needles during the summer and use tliem about the wide hems of the päd ami pillows, making special little sacks fo; the needles and filling them in Hat. OUR COOKING SCHOOL. Jrape Catsup. Take five pounds t) grapes; boil, then ruh through a colander first and j .-ieve after; adii two and one-half j pounds of sugar, one pint of vinegar. ; one tablespexmful each of ground cloves, cinnamon, allspice and pepper, i one-half teaspoonful of a!t. lieil twenty minutes, lkittlc. Tomato. Catxtip. Te one gallon of tomatoes, after being boiled and strained through a cedaneler, add three1 tahlespoonfub- of salt, one tablospoonful each of cloves, ein- ' namon, allspice and black pepper, one small teaspoonful cayenne pepper, one pint gooil vinegar, lloil to tho p. roper ccCiisteucy ami bottle while hot. i Okl.tlioma Ciiimlto. Brown a sliced onion in two tab!-?-spoonfuls of bacon fat, add one largo cup of finely slievd ekra, one generous pint of peeled and slice d tem.itees ar.d ono quart of water; soason with a tea- ; spoonful of salt, saltspoou e)f poppen-, ami simmer slowly feir two hours. Servo with boiled rice. Chlolveu 'roniette. Have ready a cupful e)f cold chicken; chop very lino; take a small lump of butter and boat very hot; stir in a spoonful of milk, thicken with flour. When cooked, add a beaten egg, the chicken, pepper, salt and a little thyme. F ' - " ? Spread out on a platter to cool. When wanted form in croquettes, dip in grated broad crumbs and fry in hot lard. Apple .I-riin;ii l'le. Pare, slice, stow and sweeten ripe, tart, and juicy apples; mash and season with nutmeg, or stew lemon pool with them for flavor; All tho crust and hake them until done; spread over the apples a thick meringue' made by whipping to a froth tho whites eif three eggs for each pie; sweete n with throe tabios.peonfuls of powdered sugar; ibivor with vanilla; 1 cat until it will stand alone; cover pie three-eiuartors of an inch thick, set beck into a quick oven until well set. To be eaten cold. leiled Tomatoes. Skin and siice tluckly three solid j tomatoes. Sprinkle lightly with one i teaspoonful salt and fry nice brown in two tablespoonfuls butter. To what is left in pan add ono half teaspeon dry mustarel, half teaspoon salt, half teaspoon sugar and dash pepper. Beut lightly yolk ono egg, aeld tlowly ono tablespoon Worcestershire sauce, stir into the other ingredients, cook aud stir till thick; add two tablespoons lemon juice and pour over tomatoes.

JOHN C. HUBINGER1 Hemnrknlilr Career of a AVrlNKnono Western Capi tnlint, Mnnufartnrer and Philanthropist.

i Among the lenders of the progressire clement for which the midie west is ; famous, Mr. .lohn C. Hubingc-r, of Keo- , kuk, la., reigns without a peer. As ; a manufacturer, as an enterprising-capitalist and as a 1 1 i 1 : : i: hropist Lis fame has spread over many btatcs, ar.d his ; financial enterprises hae developed many obscure towns into progressive, thrifty :i:d wide-awake cities. Mr. llubhiger, although but 47 years of nge, can look back upon score.-, of commercial victories, each one of l,i h hns benefited mankit.d, for his liberality is as bountiiul as bis bui ss sagacity is marvelous. lie was borr in New Orleans, La., Lis parents being of J-ret;eh and Herman origin. When be wa four ears old, bis family removed to Kentucky, in wlii'-h stale youcg; J I ubinger receive; a puliU- m-1:.m! cd uca". ion. Almost before idling n. ta1e be feeeurcd patents on a number of va nable meehaiiieal iuci:tiun. tli- rcbtlaying tho f in m.'at ion of bis pro-cut fort u i o. 1 Jy ini 'inat ni ; fnTr f ir nmstnr.ocs Iiis allot. tion was arlv ilin clod to the mat. ufai-tun-,f r-iarch bv improved jiiiK s. nm! in 11 CMUie of time he became t !.-. !; ;:. f a concern having an annual bui? -s of millions (if dollars. I'.ut iT'-fii: ambition never quilt- saii-iioi w it h r vi-t inir conditions, work- or low a rd perfection, and after ;:t of j aii.Mah ing sttniv Ji:d research Mr. 11 u'oin ' i" L- made a it fe'i:; JOHN C. IIIT.INGKR. discovery, which he considers the crowning' event of bis wonderful career, and which is embodied in a new article of commerce, known as Ked Cross .Standi (lo.d Cru-s trade mark.) He is jilanii.'r.g to distribute millions of p:;ek:.g;es of this .starch to the housewives of America, at a merely nominal pric: to the con-um r, in order to make its merits l-.i.owu without delay. Thus, i'or but e-nts two large Pjc packages e.f Jod ( im-. Starch may be had, togetlo r with two magnificent Shakespearean vit-ws printeel in Iii beautiful colors, or a Tu t i.tie-th Century Ciirl t'a'.ei.dar: or for only 2) cents 10 packages of lit- starch and the en tin. '.: ' ha Ke spcan-an views ami one. Iv.cn'üt t!i l Ynt ury (Jirl Calendar v w alone easily worth $1.00. Watch this paper for future premium announcements, of which every lady will certainly want to take advantage. While Mr. Ilubinper will devote bis best energies to the manufacture of this now at. el wonderful starch, he will not retire from the various financial enterprises in which he is interestedstreet railways, clcclrio lighting plants and the Missiispj i Valley Telephone Co., with 10,iüü telephone subscribers in Minneapolis ami St. Paul nor will Iiis augmented activity interfere with bis social obligations and exercise of the splendid hospitality which he dispenses at bis palatial Keekuk Lome. Mr. 1 1 ubi tiger's, family, consisting of himself, wife :n:d four children, ia the pivot around which his activity revolves, and while fond of promoting great enterprises, be is slill fonder of his home circle, w here he spends every moment ef time iut taken up by business or public cares. Itir.ln t Arritid of Whs. Mr. Murray, a Scottish naturalist. In a paper on the habits of wasps, tells how a blackbird will stand at the- side of a hanging wasps' nest and deliberately tear it in pieces in order to get at the larvae, apparently undisturbed by the swarms of angry insects, whose stings instantly put to flight the human curiosity-seeker who ventures near to watch the demolition. In Trainlii". Yabsbv The amount of time you have put in dodging that follow you owe the five is worth more than the money. Mutige 1 know it is. but I have a hope that some day I will owe an amount worth dodging for. Indianapolis Journal. AGENTS WANTED. To soli "The1 Keor.oniy," the only perfect gasoline gas-lamp; 100 candlepower; L'ä cents a month. Absolutely safe. Has stood the tost of time; a.t'Oi in use Patented. Oxidizc-J or nickel finish, (lot t ho best. Attractive terms. Economy (las Lamp Co., K7 IiSallo Street, Chicago. Tho earnings of the Chicago flroat Western By. "Manlo Leaf Boute" for the fourth week of August. lSi9, were $228.373.04, being an increase as compared with the same wook last year of $39,721.47. Total earnings feir month of August wore $.".7S.;r2.t-i2. being an increase for the month of August of $35.0U7..r7. Total earnings since beginning of fiscal year are $1.0;:,1 Z2.". being an increase of $15u.lS1.54. Whales' tooth form the coinage of the Fiji islands. They are painted white and reel, the ml tooth being worth about twenty times as much as the white. 44 Necessity) is the Mother of Invention. ft It nus the necessity for j. reliable blood purifier and ionic thsi brought into existence Hood's Sdrs.ipj.rilU, It is jl highly concentrated extract prepared by a combination, proportion and process peculiar to itself and giving to Hood s Sirsapsriffa unequalled curative pozver.