Pike County Democrat, Volume 21, Number 31, Petersburg, Pike County, 24 December 1890 — Page 4

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WJMHelsandthe quality it he got i(5c per bushel a bushel tnore than his ibor, which meant just it season in wheat alone. pate peculiarly adapted to |g, and a population reprei4y eweiy notion, Western jrs to the settler a most banco to succeed among (low couiitrynien of his own. • JO'.Actuate ami Others It Is la jtte Adirondack*. « >u know the oldest place in all ¥' laid General John B. Ileno! St. Louis, to a circle of las$ week. **I don’t mean the twa in the country or on the t, ijut the land first found on MM hemisphere? No? Well, 4 not It is Mount Marcy, in eoadack mountains. Agassis M geologists hate figured out mat Marcy Whs the point of it tpade its appearance first bq Water when the Western eMtenras STolved. I have a , Hpe near Mount Marcy, |ut?£r that ,thu rocks are asaic athW, -destitute of any veatiganic Ufa It is the highest the Adlrondacks, and I have o»er that country until I know wall. John Brown’s old homo boutfthree'piles from nay house, pggjfng to* travel, through the Pip* with a boat and guides, jot the be&uty of the scenery, button of ate mountains is peiO«re araaany portages where iKfcrrj boats across from one gwr to another lake or river, uotwlilii iiirdralned- by streamy into Lake Ontario the St Lawler, Lake Champlain, the Hud* • and the Mohawk river. It is lerous to ascend Mount Marcy, 5 difficult and tirescmo.”—Chi* Poisoned by Scrofula i the ad story of may II res made mUierm iroeyh no fault of their own. Scrofula u m.

■bfriie capBPr little W^laughter stood r- bu ll her *»- —. ther’3 chair, r* And illumed the (be sans bine ot her hair.

'•-no. ana n yo-neave-noi oat mil _ the gale id the tempests blow. captain’s fingers rested on the pretty, curly head; “To-morrow will be Christmas day,” the little 9* maiden said; “Do yon suppose that Santa Claus will find ns on the sea, And make believe the stove-pipe Is a chimney—just lor met” Loud laughed the jovial captain, and “By my faith." he cried, “II be should come we’ll let him know be has a triend inside 1" And many a rugged sailor east a loving glance that night At the stove-pipe where a lonely little stocking fluttered white. With a yo-heave-ho, and a jo-heave-ho I For ships must sail Tho’ fierce the gale And loud the tempesta-blotr. On the good ship “Folly” the Chrlstmaa sun looked down, And on a smiling little taoe beneath a golden crown; No happier ohild he saw that day, on sea or on the land. Than tho captain’s little daughter with her treasures in her hand. For never was a stocking so filled with curious things! There were bracelets made of pretty shells, and rosy coral strings; An elephant oarved deftly from a bit of Ivory tusk; , A fan, an alligator's tooth and s little bag of musk. Not a tar aboard the “Polly” hut felt the Christmas cheer, _ For the captain's little daughter was to every sailor dear. They heard a Christmas carol In the shrieking wintry gust, For a little ohild' had touched them by her simple, loving trust. With^a yo-heave-ho, and a yo-heave-ho 1 For ships must sail Tho’ fierce the gale And loud the tempests blow. —Grace F. Cooltdge, In St. Niobolas. FOUND BY A LETTER. How John & a ley Discovered His Sweetheart ” Christmas Hive.

; T bad been a busy, wearisome day with me, ever since the clanging bells and screeching whistles had I startled that winter morning precisely' at seven o’clock. Worse than that, it had woven one of . ''oso vexatious periods that .sometimes come

to ns without the slighteStprinonitlDB, in which the skein of life becomes so inextricably tangled that the it ire we try to smooth it out the more we add to its complication. Since the wage-workers’ inexorable summons had warned the tardy' ones of their danger on that cris p morning, just one day before Christmas, until now, at half-past fire o’clock in the afternoon, it hadbeen a veritable blackletter day with me, both literally and metaphorically. My head swam and my eyes were dim and blurred. The typewriter, too, had been in a sort of rebellious, cranky mood, as though protesting against the incessant strain that had been put upon it To-morrow was Christmas day, and I had been thwarted in my intention to go home and enjoy it 1 was out of sorts. From the dingy- little office, on the third floor, where my monotonous life was mostly passed. I could look out upon the great Brooklyn bridge, which like a huge artery united the hearts of two great bustling cities. It was seldom 1 indulged in the luxury of resting my aching' eyes upon the ceaselessly moving panorama on the towering structure; but when I did, it gave me new courage to resume my tedious work; . for I then realized what a host of active workers besides myself the world contained. It w*s 5:89 p. m., and a cold winter day. The cranky typewriter had ceased its petulant clicking, and rested in its corner in moody silence, as who should say: *Tve been shamefully abused today.” The weary fingers that had manipulated its keys for nine tedious hours rested upon the dingy windowsill; and the eyes that had followed steadily the hateful alphabet all day were now resting upon tho wagons, the noiseless cars, and the mass of pedestrians, going in two opposite streams over the bridge. I was present in the body in this cheerless office, and my eyes seemed to take in all that passed before them; but in spirit I was ont among the hills of my native place, two hundred miles away. So, while the weary hands rested on the eill of the window, and the tired body leaned for support against ' ' 3 / -a xn

eyeu seemed me, I waa, Dayton, N. H., 1, Tillage away from tils turmeli my visd ringing in the peculiar to a fancy the touch iking head, TT

mahad my physical senses; the Tillage hone swiftly followed new. Tho dear old mother’s face faded and disappeared. Her gentle injunction, woven into her blessing, was rudely shattered by this terse, natter-of-fact query. I earns out of my dreamlife with a painful shook which left me for a moment speechless. 1 looked at the man dumfounded. He seemed what, In my limited experience, a Western miner ought to look like. A broadbrimmed slouch hat, coarse trousers inside of heavy boots and a fur coat gave film the appearance of a grizzly bear, such as I hpd seen pictured in my school-books. His face, however, was kind, pleasant, and wore a respectful expression. He was a man probably not more than thirty-five years of age. Could 1 write a letter? Well! Could a human machine rotate and move in its well-worn grooves? Could a typewriter record human speech? "Can I write a letter?” I interrogated, mechanically, still gazing at him blankly. "That’s about the »ize of it. Miss.*’ he assented, with a slight relaxation of bis sad look. “You see, Miss, I've just come on from Leadvi lie, where I’ve been for about ten years. I’vh made lotsMif money out there in the mines and Are come back to settle down. I’ve got to stay In the city for a week or two on some business, and so I thought I’d just get some one to write a letter for me to my old mother—” “I’H write your letter,” I said, promptly. The “old mother” bad settled the matter with me. My weariness seemed to have gone with the faded pictures. “But,” said I, thoughtlessly, “why do not you write it yourself? Your mother, I am sure, would value it more if written by you.” "Guess I couldn’t do it, Miss,” he said, with a pained look. "I’m learning- to write, but I’m afraid the old mother couldn’t read my writing now.” Ho bad picked up my pencil, and was scribbling on a piece of paper. “Could you read that?” he asked, banding it to me. I managed to decipher ‘.‘mother,” but that was all I could make out “You used your left hand,” said I; “why do not you learn to write with your right, instead?” Thoughtlessly the question was put, and it produced a deeper pain on his face. “Ohl I know how to write with that” said he, hesitatingly. 1 noticed his increasing perplexity, and also the fact that be did not withdraw his right arm from his coat pocket “Then why do you not use that hand?” 1 urged, still blunderingly. “Well, Miss, you see 1 left that hand out in Leadville. An explosion took it off.” He had put the pencil down, and looked quite discouraged at his efforts. I longed to make amends for the pain 1 had thoughtlessly occasioned; so 1 front to the little typewriter, saying: "1 will write your letter on this.” “But what is that?” he asked, with a puzzled, look, laying his hand on the machine. 1 explained by showing him a sheet of the typewriting. He looked it over quizzically and handed it back to me with a negative shake of the head, saying: “Not any for me, Miss. The poor old mother wouldn’t like it. Shejj think it was newspaper work. I her to have a real, genuine, hand-writ letter; something more sociable like, you kpow.” I hesitated for an iqgiant I was tjred and- -waited to get away from the offico. Of course Ioould write his letter with pen and ink; but it was only a question whether I should humor him or not I decided in his favor. I had been musing. I had a long-absent friend also, out In the Western country somewhere. He had left a mother—and me —years ago. We were very dear to each other once, hut a light cloud separated us; and yet I lowed him still. Perhaps we might yet meet under more joyous circumstances. Who knows? The stranger noticed my hesitation, momentary though it was, and ventured: “Mother would he so ploased to have—” ? “Yes, of coubwfclt I interrupted, fully decided. I seized a pen, and, placing a sheet of paper before me, sr.id I was all ready to proceed. “I want it to go something like this,” he began, thoughtfully: “‘Dear old mother—’ ” I melted, as I traced those words on the sheet They were the key to my heart and they:, had unlocked it He seemed wrestling with some problem, and I tried to encourage him to proceed with the dictation. “I want it writ kind and tender like; just like I’d talk to her if she ' was here.” “Yes,” I assented, holding, my pen poised. “But to tell it all to a stranger—” “Yes, I understand; but how can 1 write it for you unless you do?” J urged. Then I added: “You can speak freely to me. I have a mother, too; a good way from here, and I can imagine 1 am writing to her.” “That’s so,” ha replied, brightening, while something almost like a blush overspread his bronzed faoe. “Then I’ll go ahead. Say to herr ‘Your hoy, who left you ten years ago, on whose head yon laid yonr dear hand and gave your parting basing, and told him to remember you always, and that—that God would take care of him— if”— 1 waited patiently for him to finish the sentence, without looking up, till 1 heard a suppressed sob, Then I saw this strong man choked with emotion, and his eyes glistening with the fiercely repressed tears. “Beg pardon. Miss; I always feel a little babyish when I think of Aar. Go on, now. Say: ‘If in every time of temptation, he would take a look at his old mother’s picture, and think how she was praying lor him. Your boy will be with you again in about a week, never to leave you again while you live.’ ” I finished, and he simply amid: “Sign it ‘John.’ Miss.” I was disappointed. I had thought to know his full name nt least. A vague presentiment had been taking possession of me that this was a crisis in my life. I ridiculed the idea, and tried to •hake It off. It had grown quite dark outside. I had lighted the gas. My strange visitor was-intently reading the letter. “John” was also the name of my oM lover. But, then, there are so many “Johns” in this world. 1 was looking out upon the great panorama again in all the glory of ita electric lights. Bells :-nd whistles were again •oanding, this time for a respite from toil; and thousands of tired toilers were streaming over the bridge. I was off again, in spirit, to my own home, hearing the tender tones of a mother’s voice. John was reaching his letter aloud for the third or fourth time, and something in the subdued tones arrested me 1 looked at the now really handsome face, battens and illuminated with a tender smile, and I gave a sudden start, suppressing an exclamation of surprise. The bronsed face bad been metamorphosed. The careworn features had been rejuvenated through the influenge of that loiter, which had drawn out the true heart of tbn rough miner upon every linesmen t of hie face. Surely I bad aeea it before, end that hand of w»f ferfwfi hete l luppeeeed

feelings the best 1 could, though 1 knew my own fsoe was hot and might betray me. * “It’s pretty handwriting,” he said, holding the letter tenderly as though it were a link between his mother's heart and his own. “Better than mine,” he continued, hiding his maimed arm in his shaggy coat pocket “I’d like it if you’d justput a bit of a post—what do you call it?” he said, coloring like a sohool-girl. “Postscript?” I suggested. “Certainly." “Tell mother," he said, as I took up my pen again, “that I wish she’d re-' member me—no, not that word—give toy love to—to my little girl out there— if she—isn^t married.” He jerked out these*words, and turned his flushed faoe away from me. My heart beat painfully. Was this to be the realization of my presentiment? I could scarcely trace the words of this cruel postscript, for my hand trembled violently. 1 tried to move the pen mechanically, as I would strike the keysof the dumb typewriter, but the word9 were scarcely legible. He took the latter again, and pored over the last line '. He seemed puzzled. He held it in d liferent positions, and finally said: “I can just make it out It doesn’t look pretty, like the other part of the lett r. ’Tisn’t much better than my left-handdd scrawl,” he laughed, looking up “Oh! I beg pardon. Miss,” he exclaimed, as he looked into my pained

. - - “PLEASE DIRECT IT.” eyes. “I s’poso you’re tired. Been working too hard. I’m a brute. It’ll do very well, I guess.” He had seen the black rings under my eyes—toil marks—and tears in them, which would not be repressed. “^low Miss,” he said, in gentle tones, “if you’lL direct it for me I’ll be obliged.” That -voice, softened to this plic'u, was not unknown to me.and yet I nerved myself to direct that letter with his love conveyed in it—by my kind, too—to another. He had to repeat the request, however, before I could rouse myself. He wa3 looking compassionately at me and holding the sealed letter toward me. “Please direct it to Mrs. Jane Stanley, at Dayton, N. EL,’ he said, slowly. My hand that held the pen rose suddenly in the air like the arm of one first stricken with the palsy. A sense of dpuiness seised me and I fell backward, but not far. A strong arm held me up. A glass of water revived me, and I heard him say: “Poor child! She’s worn out” “Are you John Stanley?” I asked, as he raised me to a sitting posture. “Of course I’m John Stanley,” said he, regarding me with surprise. 1 was shaking with the violenoe of an ague and my face burned as though all my hot blood had centered there as 1 said: “I am Annie Sinolai.1.” Something between a groan and a miner's shout of joy at the discovery of a rich, “lead” of silver escaped him as I was unceremoniously gathered tightly into the grizzly bearskin coat of this terrible stranger. What if it were a mistake? There might be other John Stanleys. Oh, yes; there might- be other Annie Sinclairs who worked ten hours a day on typewriters. I might not be myself, and John might not. “My Own little girl! To think I’ve got von to write a letter to mother and to give, my love to yourself!” he exclaimed. And forgetful how tired I was he hugged me to his breast again and again. It was like being squeezed by a bear, I think. I made feeble struggles to release myself, but I could not make this miner relinquish his claim, which he had staked out ten years ago. I tried to convince him that he had forfeited this elaim by negleot; that it was long since outlawed by lapse of time. It was no use to argue with him at alL I think it was John who first discovered the presence of my employer in the office.. He bad witnessed part of the wild scene. His countenance was a study. Surprise, amusement and displeasure blended there. “IPs all right, Mr. This is my little girl. I left her about ten years ago. My claim is good yet" “I must congratulate you upon yowf good fortune, then,” said Mr. Bsnnsley,, taking his hand. “I want to pay you, Annie, for writing my letter,” said John, turning to me. “I am already paid,” I said, blushing. 1 turned my back on the hatef ul typewriter the following week and accompanied John home.—Edward A. Boyden, in Shoe and Leather Reporter. A CHRISTMAS CAROL.

ISTEN; the bells In the steeplee In jubilant glad ness ring, TP welcome th< coming ol Christmas, And the birthday of the King Who was bora in the lowly manger ot Bethlehem, long ago, When the song ol the herald angels Was sung to the world below.

Bring of thy fine and holly. O earth, this Christinas day. And wreathe in their green the altar Whereon oar gins we lay; Gifts of most grateful homage Laid low at the feet of the King Who leans from Bis throne to listen To the sound of oar worshiping. Bring to the dear Lord's altar The soul’s white flowers to-day, Let the rose of thy lore shed tneeaae Sweet as the breath of Hay. Let the lily of faith eternal Lin its cups of myrrh to Him Whose lore is the ajar that leads us Through ways that are dark or dim <h earth, send back to Hessen The grand and the glorious strain That startled the wondering * ' On far Judea's plain. Glory to God in the highest— Sing it again and again— On earth be peace, on earth be I Good win, good will to men. E. Bexford, in Ladies’ Beano Journal. Bow B» Popped. Tom nay entered the parlor where his sister Msmie was entertaining her beet young man. “I would like to have your sister lor a Christmas present,. Tommy. Will you give her to me?” “Can’t,* said Tommj “When 1 oaugbt Fits Dndeigh kissing her the other night she ssid: ‘Now, Tommy, don’t give me swaj, and I ssid I wouldn’t”—Judge. —The best els use in s child's Ufs*» Isats CUhv-Dettett tm Km.

FRANCE TAKES A HAN& She Will Treat Ot lot DomoI UtiKiaivJlam. The French are trying their hand now at high tar II making, mowed to do so partly by the example of our man • McKinley. The commission hawing the matter in band says that one of the motives wh oh induced it to propose a great increase of duties. was “the examples given by different foreign countries.” The foreign country whose tariff legis* lat on has awakened most opposition in France is the United States With her two McKinley laws. First came the McK nley customs law, which went into effect August 1, and which places great and unnecessary difficult es in the way of our trade with foreign countries This measure was intended and framed with the direct purpose of lessening our purchases in foreign markets by putting artificial and unjust restrictions in the way. Whatare some of those difficulties? Duties must be paid not only on goods but on the boxes or other coverings, and on all charges on the other sido in transporting the goods to the seaports; the goods must be accompanied by a sworn statement from the manufacturer giv ng the cost of each component part of them, and nothing is to be allowed at the custom houses for breakage and damage at sea. These barbariou* actions have had a very unpleasant effect on the French manufacturers, and when this measure was first passed by Congress last spring there was much talk in France about retaliation. Efforts were made to get all the principal Governments of Europe to agree upon a common plan of retaliation upon us; but these efforts were unsuccessful, the hostile and jealous nations of the continent not being able to pull together, and England, the great free trade merchant nation Of the world, being opposed to any scheme for raising up barriers against trade. Meanwhile France had to a certain extent taken matters into her own hands, and^Jiad adopted a measure of partial retaliation against us. Early in the summer the grain tariff was revised, a duty of 33 cents a bushel being imposed on our wheat, while that of other countries was allowed to come in at 13 cents; and Indian corn, hitherto free, was made dutiable. The measure has already resulted in restricting our exports of these commodities to France. For the nine months ended September 30,-1890, we sent France 4,880,000 bushels of corn against 6,960,000 for the same time last year. But the summer passed, and it became certain that the McKinley tariff bill would become a law. Then the French girded up their loins and decided that. something more must be done to show that tariff -making is a game that two can play at. Accordingly, a commission was appointed to prepare a tariff bill. This commission has prepared the first draft of its bill and will present it to the Chamber February 1. A few of the provisions of this bill will be of interest to our farmers as showing how they will be hurt by it A new and striking feature of the bill is the fact that it will impose a minimum and a maximum duty, the latter be.ng about one-quarter higher than the former. The maximum duties are intended for nations whose tariffs do not trive France favorable trade condi

tons Of course the maximum is intended for us as the.chief tariff offender. It is a counter-irritant for McKinleyism. Here are a few specimen duties of special interest to American farmers, the rates given being the minimum duties. France imposes at present a tariff on live beeves of $7.25 a head; the proposed duty is ah&ut $11.50. Salted beef nays now aboutfour-tenths of a cent per pound; the duty is to be raised to about two cents. . In 18S9 we sold France 29,000,000 pounds of lard; this year the amount rose to 44,000,000 pounds. This lard ttU entered France free of duty; but it is now proposed to tax lard nearly $pro cents a pound These duties all bear heavily upon our farm products. The McKinley act was passed to protect manufacturers; the retaliation for that measure strikes the farmers. Do they want that kind f thing to continue? COTTON WEAVING. « A Combine to Keep CpFrlceaNotwlthstandIngaCut Id Wagra and the Great Cotto.i Crop - Frultt* of the Mill*. A late number of the New York Dr r Goods Economist furnishes, all unconsciously of course, a curious illustration of the folly and uselessness of a duty on cotton cloth. In a column of “cotton goods notes” it prints the following item: The cotton weavers in L nsdale, B 1, have re« eivetl a notice ot a cut-down. They wer g'-tting S3 cents on a fifty-yard long - ut, bu \ they «r to run a flnr grade of goods will: five yards additional on the ength, and wil ; n o ive t>nt 38 cents a cut. The Valley Fa U ' and A-hton w< avers' wrg s have been reduced about as mu b. This is a reduction of more than cue-third >n wag' s. In the same column the Economist says: “The largest crops of cotton the world has ever grown are in sight; the price is low and may grow lower, still manufacturers are doing their best tc make water run up-hill in their endeavors to maintain the price of doth at a given figure.” This was said is reference to the “combine” of most of thea Fall River and other weavers tc prevent sales of printing cloths, used tc make calico prints, at less than S 5-16 per yard—an agreement which has thus far been kept, notwithstanding the fact that raw cotton has declined in price near » $ cents a pound since August. So much for one column,' In the very next column the Economist prints an article entitled,'' “Fall River Dividends.” The Fall River cotton mills have just held their annual meetings, and the reports for the year were handed in. This article gives the more striking faots from those reports. The general net earnings ot a few ot these mills are as follows: The Flint mills earned $67,778, or 11)4 per cent > The Stafford mills $192,000; or 15 per cent The Narragansett mills $61,000, or 15 per cent The Hargraves mills $63,003, op nearly 16 per cent The King Philip mills $161,000, or 18 per eent The dividends declared by these mills were in each case considerably less than the net earnings the balance ot the profits being added to the surplus or else put Into Improvements From a Fall River paper it is learned that the dividends paid out by another mill amounted to 12 per cent, by two others to 14 per cent each and by the Granite mills to 19 per cent The McKinley duty on the kind of cloth that thp combine is keeping up to S 5-16 cents a yard, is 2)4 cents a yard, or the same as 64 per cent ad valorem, and is of course a prohib tory duty. Do the American people think that this, duty is necessary? Do they thi*( it i reasonable? Lower wages cheaper] cotton—both wages and cotton, too, cheaper than in Europe—and yet these men are granted prohibitory duties How long will such things continue?

A Sample Infant Industry. Lard, pressed meats, vegetables and traits preserved Mi tin all go up In prion The children’s appetites are taxed that a Pittsburgh syndicate may have the chance to thinlc over whether there is enough in it to start a plant end Import a few hundred Walsh laborera—Kansas Cltjr Tlmsa

The Theory of Coquetry. The general formula of alt coquetry sonsists in hiding or diminishing natiral defects, in throwing good qualities nto relief, or simnlating them if they lo not exist In a company of men and women who hare attained the period of their sexual maturity, or even if they tare not attained or hare eren passed it there will not perhaps, be one inliridual who does not exhibit some gesture or utter some word referring to what the English happily*call courtship. One continually gesticulates with his open auct unglored hand because he happens to hare a rery beautiful one; another is always drawing attention to his feet shod with such delicate gear, because they are extremely small Countess A-is always smiling, even if speaking of a funeral, because she has admirable teeth; and the Marchioness of’ Y-v although full of piety and modesty, .is extremely decollette because her shoulders are worthy of a Juno. Prince X- always wears very tight trousers, even though It may be the fashion to wear them loose, because he has the legs of an Apollo; and his sister never takes off her gloves, even at table, because her hands are spotted.—Signor Mantcgazsa’s “Physiognomy and Expression.” —General maxims applied to everyday life are like routine applied to the arts, good only for mediocre intellects. —Talleyrand. , '< —To contradict and argue with a total stanger is like knocking at a gate to ascertain if there is any one within.— Talleyrand. The lungs play a most important part in the machinery of life. It is essential that they should be kept in good repair. Nature has endowed this organ of life with wonderful recuperative power. Many instances are on record where the lungs have been shot through with a leaden bullet and the wound quickly he&ling. Therefore none should despair when they disooverthat their lungs are affected. Frequently the lungs become sore and ulcerated and by an ignorant doctor pronounced consumption aud worthless remedies applied, with serious results. When the lungs feel sore and breathing painful the proper remedy is Dr. John Bull's Sarsaparilla. Its tendency is to heal all ulcerations either internal or external. Many an invalid whose case was pronounced hopeless has been restored to vigorous health by a timely use of this excellent compound. If you will not try this remedy you have only yourself to blame if you do not get well “Wht do you put up that sign, ‘Hands off,’ on the outside of your buildiugi” ‘ “Bo cause my men are on a strike.”—Boston Gazette.

Beware of Ointments for Catarrh That Contain Mercury, as mercury will surely destroy the sense of smelt and completely derange the whole system wheh entering it through the mucous surfaces. Such articles should never be used except on prescriptions from reputable physicians, as the damage they will do is ten fold to the good you can derive from them. Hall’s Catarrh Cure, manufactured by F. 4. Cheney & Co., Toledo, O , contains no mercury, and is taken internally and acts directly upon the blcod and mucous surfaces of the system. In buying Hall’s Catarrh Cure be sure and get the genuine. It is taken internally, and made in Toledo, Ohio, by F. J. Cheney & Co. Sold by Druggists, price 73c. per bottle. Consider the man who is always punct ual—how much time ho wastes waiting for other people.—Elmira Gazette. Before the use of Prickly Ash Bitters became general throughout the South and West, it was a fearful dose of “Bi«e A/nss’’ and daily doses of quinine, that was forced down the throats of sufferers from all malarial troubles. In place of such obnoxious, harrowing curatives, Prickly Ash Bitters, with its mild, soothing action now holds supreme sway, and after one trial, its use when necessary, is forever established You who have stek-headaehes, sour stomachs, diseased liver or kidneys, can do no better than to give it a trial “Papa, why do they call this census report from Washington a rough count!” “Because it has uot been Bled yet, my sou.” —Jg—Borne Down with Infirmities, Age finds its surest solace in the benignant tonic aid afforded by Hostetter’s Stomach Bitters, which counteracts rheumatic and malarial tendencies, relieves growing inactivity of the kidneys, and is tho finest remedy extant for disorders of the stomach, liver and bowels. Nervousness, too with which old people are very apt to be afflicted, is promptly relieved by it It may be said of a man who invests in a quarry that his lot is a hard one. Bronchitis is cured by frequent small doses of Piso’s Core for Consumption. The office of a dentist is also a studio. While he is drawing those about him are making music and dancing.—N.O. Picayune THE MARKETS. ' New York, Dec. 22,1890. CATTLE—Native Steers.$ 5 25 ® S 00 COTTON—Middling. * 9% FLOUR—Winter Wheat....... 3 40 ® 550 WHEAT—No. 2 Red. 1 05%® 1 08% CORN—No. 2 ... . 65 ® «4% OATS—Western Mixed. .. 47 ® 60 PORK—Mess..11 00 ® 12 00 ST. LOUIS. COTTON—Middling. .. S%® BEEVES—Export Steers. 4 60 ® Shipping..—, 3 60 ® HOGS—Common to Select.... 3 00 ® SHEEP—FairtoCboiee... 3 75 ® FLOUR—Patents....".. 4 70 XXX to Choice. 2 90 WHEAT—No. 2 Red Winter... 95%® 9 5 10 4 23 345 . 5 25 4 85 3 65 96% ® 5 40 ® 355 ® 525 ® 500 « 5 00 91% 52% CORN—No. 2 Mixed.. 48%® 48% OATS—No. 2... 42 ® 42% RYE—No. 2..-. 66 ® 68 TOBACCO—Lugs (Missouri).. 2 00 « 9 00 LeaTBurlevi. 8 15 ® 9 00 HAY'—Clear Timothy- - 10 00 » 12 50 BUTTER—Choice Dairy-. 20 ® 24 EGGS-Fresh..i. 18 # 19 PORK—Standard Mess. ® 10 25 BACON—Clear Rib.. 5%® 5% LARD—Prime Steam........® 5% WOOL-ChoiceTub.. « 33 CHICAGO. CATTLE—Shipping.. 3 25 HOGS—Good to Choice. 3 35 SHEEP—Good to Choice . — 4 25 FLOUR—Winter Patents.. 4 70 Spring Patents ... 4® WHEAT—No.2 Spring.. .. .... CORN—No.2.. . ... OATS—No. 2 White. 41%® 41% PORK—Standard Mess. 8 00 « 8 12% KANSAS CITY. - CATTLE—Shipping Steers... 3 50 « 4 80 HOGS—A11 Grades.... 2 75 ® 3 65 WHEAT—No.2Red. ... 87%® 82% OATS—No. 2. 43%® 44 CORN—N 0.2. . 47% ® 47% NEW ORLEANS. FLOUR—High Grade.. 4 50 « 5 M CORN—White. « 67 OATS—Choice Western. « 54% HAY-Choiee .. 16 00 * 16 50 PORK—New Mess. « 9 00 BACON—Clear Rib. . ® 3% COTTON—Middling. 8%• 9 LOUISVILLE. WHEAT—No. 2 Red-- .... ® 91 CORN—No. 2 Mixed.. « 58 OATS—No. 2 Mixed.—. 47 ® 47 PORK—Mess.- « 12 00 BACON—Clear Rib.. ® 6% “OTTON—Middling.:. « 9% StdrateOil BRUISES, FROST-BITES, INFLAMMATIONS -AND ALL— HURTS AMD ILL8 OF MAN AND BEAST.

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The pleasant flavor, V&Btto action aafl toothing effects of Syrup of Vfg*, wars In seed of a luxati?e and if the f other or tpotV ir be costive or bilious She sfcwt pitying results follow Itsuiee, so that it Is tfee tot family remedy known said meiy fatally ihould have a bottle. , Do tub doctors take a vasatloa ia tto summer because It is a healthy season, or is it a healthy season because they take a ration!— Fliegeude Blatter. The most potent remedies for the care of disease have been discovered by s=wident, The flrst dose of Dr. Shallop b<BM»-er’s Antidote for Malaria tvas gives, as as experiment, to an old lady almost dying from the effects of Malaria, on whom Quinine acted ss a poison. Oi« dot* cured her; and a «1»rle dose has cured thousands since- It is the only known Autldote for the poison of Malaria Bold by Druggists. A nbw disease, diphtheria of the eye, too appeared In Boston. BtoittoSJ ft tee throat may be expected next.—Lewea Coar ier. Wabash Holiday Rato*. The WABASH LISE announce* tea usual LOW KATES for tho Holidays. Particulars given by the Ecareat WaDafifi TlCket AgF?CHAHDLBH, O P. & X. A. A mas hired a room under edoctoria office so that the doctors might work over Mm in case of an emergency. I was taken sick with ulcers on the left lung. Doctors gave me up to die, but a friend got me soma Bull * Sarsaparilla and before I used one bottle I got better, and alter using it two months 1 am at work Brain. -*- Wm. A. Brookius, Ooldwatcr, “Bs flirtuous and you will be happy,” as the young lady remarked to her friend.— Lawrence American. Millions of women use Dobbins’ Electric Soap daily, and say it is the best and cheapest If they are right, you ought to use-it. If wrong, oits tral only will show you. Buy a bar of your grocer and try it next Monday. A has doosn t have to understand military tactics to drill a hole,—Birmingham Ledger. __ A child cannot tell whaiails it, A shrewd mother will not take chances but will try Dr. Bull’s Worm Destroyers at once. Don’t let your druggist sell you any other kind ef worm candy. Bull's is the best TncitE are many idol words in the iau guage of the heathen.—Pittsburgh Chrou iele. v All disorders caused by a bilious state of the system can be cured by using Carter’s Little Liver Pills. No pain, griping or discomfort attending their use. Try them. It is a bright man that can tell the age of a saw by looking at its teeth. — W. V. ledger. Throat Diseases commence with a Cough, Cold, or Sore Throat. “Brown's Bronchia! Troches” give immediate relief. hold only in boxes. Price 25 eta. The anatomist is the man who can give us the surest “inside information.”— Puds, Fobtitt Feeble Lungs Against Winter with Hale's Honey of Horehound and-Tar. Pike's Toothache Drops Cure in one minute. The reason why a cow wears horns is be cause she's got two.—Binghamton Leader. To regulate the stomach, liver ard bowels, and promote digestion, take one of Carter’s Little Liver Pifls every night, 'fry them. The more you pelt a tanner the better to likes it.—Pittsburgh Dispatch.

Takes 1000 people to tray ^ Dr. Sage’s Catarrh Remedy* at 50 cents a' bottle, to make up $5°°* ., One failure to cure would fakft the profit from 4000 sales. | Its makers profess to cure - cold in the head,’’ and even chronic catarrh, and if they fail they pay $500 for their over-confidence,— Not in newspaper words but in hard cash / Think of what confidence it takes to put that in the papers—and mean it. , ' Its makers believe in the Remedy. Isn’t it worth a trial? Isn’t any triaf preferable to catarrh? After all, the mild agencies are the best Perhaps they work more slowly, but they work surely. Dr. Pierces Pleasant Pellets are an active M agency but quiet and mild. They’re sugar-coated, easy to take, never shock nor derange the system and half their power is in the mild way in which their work is done. Smallest, cheapest, easiest take. One a dose. Twenty-five cents a vial. Of all druggists. --—-——5—' Stop tliat .si.v -1’ Chronic Cough NowK For It you do tot it may become consumptive. For Consumption, Scrofula, j\ Oeuerai Debility and Hasting Disease, j\ there Is nothing ltto 1 V scottsA fWILSIOH ■ Of Pure Cod liver Oil and HYPQpHOSPHlTES Of Zdme axtd Soda- ' 1 It Is almost ns palntahle as milk. Far , better than other so-called Emulsions. | A wonderful flesh producer. Scott’s Emulsion (There are poor imitations. Get the genuine., •—--—H

FOR FIFTY YEARS: \ \ Swift Specific S. S. S. has a record enioved by no other \

medicine. For over fifty years it has been curing all^ sorts of blood trouble from an ordinary

Considered Wonderful Hr. Henry I. Siaifh, ef Belmont, West Virginia, says; “ He considers bis cure of Scrofela by S. S. S„ one of the most wonderful on record, He bed the disease of ibe worst type a!! his life until be eras 22 years of age, see his whole youth was embittered by ft Gf course be bad all sorts ef treatment but nothing benefited him permanently, until he took S. S. S. which cleansed ibe poison front his sys~ tem, and cured bier sound and well.”

— \ S. S. 8. IS ' PURELY VEGETABLE, AMD- , IS HARMLESS TO THE HC3T DELICATE CHILD.

pimple to tne worst types of scrotuia ana Dlooa poison. Booiu OB Stood and S%Ia B(muk» Vroe. THE SWIFT SPECIFIC CO., Atlanta, CaFor One Dollar Sent os by id. we will deliier, free of *11 charges to oof »***•» is the Bolted States, oil the W- ■ lowing articles eareftlij lathed to a neat too; . v

One too ounce bottle of Purs Vaseline, sis. One too ounce bottle Vaseline Pomade, 15 “ One jar of Vaseline Cold Cream. 15 “ cake of Vaseline Camcher Ice-18 “

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'blSO’S REMEDY FOR CATARRH.—Best. Easiest to see.7 Sr cheapest. Belief is Irntnediate. A cure Is certain. For Cokl in the Head it has aeeqnai. ._ _ QATAR R H AlVBf OvC. . Address, which a small particle is applied to the jit! by druggists or sent bj botJ. „ as, E. T. HAKBMTS3. Warren, Pa. DALLARD’S Daunt ntili SNOW LINIMENT m o 3utt*k> xt *»•*• SCIATIC, INFLAMMATORY AND CHRONIC RHEUMATISM, sk^ .^tycHE. “* 80R“■ IT IS THE |iOST PENETRADK6 Uii 8 I II! SOLD BY ALL DRUGGISTS.

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