Rensselaer Semi-Weekly Republican, Volume 22, Number 26, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 18 December 1900 — Page 6

mm CHArTER IX. —(Continued.) ■#ather,” cried the unhappy girl, sinkBjjHipon her knees, and once more claspHHher hands. “Oh, will you not save lUffrom this terrible doom? What have done that you should thus consign US’ to shame and" misery? How have I sm>r, by a single word or deed, merited |A from you? Oh, have pity on me. IHare me!" dark man stood for a few moments gazed upon the child in silence. Then her his hand and lifted her to feet. His frame trembled, and his fflk burned strangely; and once more saw that same look that had before |Hide her shudder. H“You would be saved from Jilok Tuftr he uttered, in a quick, nervous Bdsper. Yea—Oh. yes'." the maiden replied. ■She gazed up into his face as she spoke, ' It was not a kind 100k —it was not ■ threatening one. Oh, she could not ■athorn it. ■_“r have promised Tudel,” he whispered. Il have promised him; but, no! I will Mot speak yet!" a The man stopped midway in the room— Me gazed upon the girl a moment and Elen left the place. Irene stood there, Krouching away in the corner, until she Mould hear the steps of her father no Itliore, and then, with one deep groan, she MMnk down senseless upon the floor. F It was half an hour after this that Caspsandra came into the room and found her young mistress lying upon the floor. Sho hastened to her side, and with cold water and salts soon managed to bring her from her swoon. “What is it, my mistress?” the*faithful girl asked, as she held the maiden’s head fe her lap. whispered Irene, gazing Bfcerly up, “is it you?” “Yes, dearest mistress.” | “Where is my—father?” I “I know not; I have not seen him. 1 Shall I call him?” “Call him!” repeated the fair girl, , starting quickly to her feet. She gazed wildly about her, and finally, bending close to her attendant, she uttered, in a hoarse, frightened whisper: “Oh, no—l have no father, Cassandra. Never, never more! On all the wide earth I have no father! Speak not now* Ijet me think.” Irene sank into a chair and bowed her head upon her hands. She remained thus full fifteen minutes, and when she raised her head again it was fairly dark. ‘'Shall I bring lights?” asked CassanJtr*: - * “Not hero —not here. Take them to my ewn chamber; T will go thither at once, *nd do you follow quickly with the lights —quickly, Cassandra; 0, quickly! Do not leave me alone!” . The fair young attendant ires surprised and most deeply moved, but she stopped not now to ask questions. Hastening at once to the steward’s department, she procured candles, and then went up to the chamber of her mistress, where she found Irene alrendv seated upon the bed. The waxen tapers were set iu the costly sticks, and then Cassandra sat down up«n the soft divan which her mistress sometimes used for a footstool. Awhile Irene gazed upon her in silence, and then ■he went and sat down near her and drew her head into her lap. This movement startled the young girl. For an instant the thought flashed upon her that her poor mistress might have her mind turned. Yet she allowed her head to rest quietly where it had been placed, and she moved not until she felt a warm tear drop upon her cheek. Another—and another. She turned her gaze upward, and “ltene was weeping. Starting quickly up, she thiew her arms about her gentle lady’s neck, and in a low, eager tone, she cried : “What is it, Irene? O, trust me, for this heart is all your own, even unto death.” The maiden wiped away her tears, and with an effort she was calm. “Oqssandra." she said, in a low, yet distinct t one > "I ave 110 home. I have no home! I have no father any more, Cassandra. Never, never more! No father!” “But he is not dead,” whispered the maid. “Dead to me—worse than dead,” returned Irene, with a fearful shudder. “But ask me no more of him. f cannot stay here, Cassandra; it is no more my home; this roof covers a pest-spot—a charnel-house! You will bear me company.” “Yes, yes, my mistress. You will not command me in this, for only bid me stay behind, and on my bended knee will I pray that I may accompany you. But when will you goY! “As soon as possßp- Oh, to-night if I could.” “Is there need of such haste?” “Ay—as there is ot the condemned man’s breaking from pmson. They have fixed upon Monday nft as the day of my marriage.” “So soon?” forgetwhat had passed. “And will not your father save you from this?” Irene St. Marc turned pale ns death. She pressed her hands hard upon her bosom, and at length she said, in a loice fearfully distinct in its deep, moaning volume:

“He would save me from Uie pirut*— u the ravenous wolf would save the lost Jamb!” Cassandra gazed fixedly into the speaker's face, and her own cheeks turned ashen, and her own frame shook. Once Store she wound bei arms about Irene’s heck and drttw her head upon her bosom. “I will apt thee no more,” she said, speaking ,gFnily and soothingly. “Let us fOroUT. escape, and make our way ft as sodn as 'possible.” Irene made one more powerful effort, and thereby she threw .off the terrible -load front her mind, so that she could bend her thoughts to the subject in hand. “Oh, we n?u*t be very careful,” she Mid, “for Jt, feel sure that I know why |hls move is taken. L have been too bold

THE TEXAS CRUISER

BY T. BURLINGAME ROSS

from the deep contempt which I have allowed to exhibit itself toward him, he has rightly judged that I meant to make my escape. For no other reason would he have made such a change in our arrangements. So, once more, we must be very careful. You are quick of wit, Cassandra; oh, help me if you can!” The young girl gazed her mistress steadily whilb she spoke, and when she had finished she bowed her head and remained for some moments In deep thought. At length she raised her eyes, and the very light that beamed therefrom told that she had gained something by her pondering. “I think I can obtain the garbs of two priests, Irene—l am sure I can. I can do it this very night. You remember my father, lady?” , “Very well. Cassandra.” “Well, Gonzales Rondo was a poor boy once, despised and turned away by the wealthy because, he was poor and friendless, and shunned by the leperos because he was of a caste above them. My father, poor as he was, and but a simple ranchero, fed him and clothed him, and by his own influence alone got him into the church, if was in this wise. Belvardo, the bishop, was in a carriage, and his horses were running furiously away with him, having thrown his postilion off. Near to my father’s house there was a frightful precipice; towards this the horses were dashing on '.in all their mad fury, when my father rushed out in front of them and seized them; they dragged him a short way and hurt him much, but he stopped them and saved the bishop’s life. The prelate forced a purse upon him, and bade him come sos any favor he might want while they both lived. But my father never went but once, and that was to ask that poor Gonzales Rondo might be taken into the holy orders; the good bishop was true to his promise, and he not only gave Gonzales a noble opportunity for advancement, but he also made him understand that he owed it all to my father. So now I know that Gonzales will help me. He is a good priest and of much influence. He was but a boy when he entered the college, and T think hje told me he still kept his novitiate suit. If we can obtain the garb of priests we cap easily escape. From the top of our house we can step directly upon the next, and from thence upon the roof of the chapel; and of course no one will think of questioning two priests coming from that direction.” “Oh, ten thousand blessings on thee, dear one!” murmured Irene, winding her arms about her companion’s neck. “Already I begin to live once more. Cassandra, when can you see the priest?” “To-night—now. I will go at once.” “But will they not suspect thee?” “No, for T have liberty to go and come as I please; the distance is not far.” “Then go at once. But, oh, be careful. Should I lose you, my last and only stay would be gone.” “And is there not one other?” Cassandra asked. “Whom do you mean?” “The young and noble American captain.” Irene St. Marc started, and for a moment the rich blood mounted to her cheeks and temples. “Alas!” she murmured, “once I might have hoped, but his people are now at war with ours, and his duty now keeps him away. I must not think of him—perhaps he never-never loved me. He will never know how devotedly I have loved him! Oh, why was it so? why did I ever see him? Clarence—heaven bless thee ever!” Words of hope were upon Cassandra’s lips, but she did not utter them; she had no ground for them, and she left them unsaid. But she pressed her lips to Irene’s fair brow, and then she said “Rest you easy here while I go to Father Rondo’s house. I will not be gone long.” “Hurry, my good Cassandra. Leave me no longer than you can help.” And when the true-hearted girl was gone, Irene locked her door, and then she sank down upon her bed.

CHAPTER X. During all the time that Irene was left alone she moved not. She lay and pondered upon the years that had passed, and upon the days that had passed. She thought of her father—and she wondered if any other child in all the country had a parent like him. She hoped not —she prayed not. Then she thought of the noble youth upon whom she had bestowed the whole of her pure heart’s love, and she wondered if he loved her as she loved him. He had never told her of his love, though she had hoped that in his looks she had read the happy assurance. a strange tale of love,” she murmured to herself, as she clasped her hands upon her bosom. “And yet, how could I help it? What to me was his nativity or his tongue? Heaven makes no nations, no castes. Oh, Clarence —Clareuce—can the protecting love of thy noble heart—the shielding power of thy strong arms, be in store for me?” At length the maiden was aroused bp hearing a light creaking from the stairs which came down from the roof, and in a few moments more some one tried htjr door. She arose and went to ask who was there, and the soft voice of Cassandra was heard in reply. “Are you alone?” the girl asked, iu a very low whisper. “Yes —no one has been here since you left.” Cassandra turned and picked.up a bundle she had dropped by the side of the door, and then came iq, and as soon as the door had been relocked, the two went back to wjicre the candles wore. Irene sat down, but she dared not ask a question; she had rested all her hopes upon her maid’s success, and she was ,fearful of eliciting a fatal answer. But she was not kept long in suspense;. you notice which way I came?.” Cassandra asked. “You came down from the roof, did I you not?” I »Yq| ” l “Hut how?” queried Irene, whose mind the difficulty of the thing.

“Ah, my mistress, good Father Rondo has been more kind than I had even hoped. Not only has he given me the dresses I sought, but he also gave me a key to the chanel. which I am to return to him.” “Bless you—bless ’’ murmured Irene, at the same time drawing the good girl’s head upon her bosom and kissing her. “We can escape now.” “Yes—easily,” returned Cassandra, raising her head. “All we have to do is simply to put on the dresses. I have brought, and then make our escape. But we will not start yet; It will be safer to wait until after midnight, for then all will be safe here in the house. We had better retire now, for there is no knowing who may come to look in upon us. If suspicion is already entertained it will not do to excite more.” , P Irene saw at once the propriety of the girl's suggestion, and erelong afterwards she prepared to retire. The candles were extinguished after a small night-lamp had been lighted, and then Cassandra lay down with her mistress. ft was not far from eleven o’cloek when a light footstep was heard near the door, and immediately afterwards some one tried tho latch. Upon the instant Cassandra commenced to 6nore. “Who's there?” asked Irene, speaking as though she had just been awakened from a sound sleep. “It's only mfr-'-old Bel,” returned the appiicant. “I thought I’d just" stop and see if you wanted anything.” “Vn T thunk yon—l want only sleep.” After this the womjin went away. Cassandra listened until she was out of hearing, and then she said: “Your fatter sent that old woman up, I am sure. I saw her in conversation with him as I pas*od his window this evening.” “I thought of that, when I first heard her,” returned Irene. Nothing more was said until the clock struck twelve, though neither of the girls had closed her eyes from drowsiness. All was quiet in the house. - _ “Now,” said Cassandra, in a low whisper, “let us up and prepare. I will make sure that there is no one about the hall.” Thus speaking, she arose and walked softly to the door, and having opened it she passed noiselessly out and looked about. But she found nothing in the way. All was still and quiet, and the lights were all out; she returned, and having relocked the doc® she raised the wick of the lamp, and then proceeded to open the bundle she had brought with her from the good priest’s. First she helped dress Irene. The black silken hose were drawn on; then the buckled shoes; then the close vest; and then the long robe. The latter garment was not an inch too long, and when the girdle was round about the loins and tied, the garb fitted well. Next she put Irene’s long, silken tresses snugly up on the top of the head, and having bound them up* she put on the tight skull cap. It only needed now the great-brimmed hat, and this the girl brought up from her bundle. Irene took the lamp and went to the mirror, and she was well pleased with the disguise, feeling sure that in the night, at least, she should not be detected. As soon as this was accomplished, Cassandra proceeded to put on her own disguise, which was just like that of her mistress. “Now,” she said, “let us pack up what we shall most need, and then we will be off. We can take one change of dress, and that must suffice in that line.” . The bundles were quickly made up, and then they turned their attention to such things as they wished to secure about their persons. Irene had quite a lot of valuable jewelry, besides about five hundred dollars in gold coin. All this she secured about her, and then sfilrsat down upon the bed. The excitement of the occasion was almost overpowering. “All is ready now,” whispered Cassandra, placing her arm about the maiden’s neck. “Do not fear for me.” Irene quickly returned; “it is only a momentary weakness—l was only thinking ” She stopped here and burst into tears. For some moments she wept upon her companion’s bosom, and finally she gazed up and brushed the tears away. “It is past now,” she said. “I could not help it, Cassandra; it was my last thought of the place- that has been so long my home. But it is over. I am strong now —let us go." The two girls took up their bundles and passed out from the room. Cassandra locked the door behind her and put the key in her pocket, and then noiselessly led the way to the roof-ladder, and thence to the top of the house. Here she blew out her light, and having set the lamp down where it w-ould not be easily seen, she started on towards the roof of the adjoining building. They walked very quietiy here, for some of the servants sletflHbeneath them. There was no mpon, but the stars were all out clear and bright, and the fugitives picked their way very easily. Having passed the roof of the second house, they came to the chapel, on the top of which there was a cupola. Upon one side of this cupola there was a door, aud this Cassandra opened by means of the key which the pyiest had given her. A few steps further and they were in the street, with the vay open before them now to go as they jjleased. , sh!” uttered ft-ene, drawing more closely to her companion, “there is a man!” “Ah, Irene, you must be more careful than that. Let come what may, we must be bold and fearless, else our disguise* will avail us nothing. But we have nothing to fear here, for I think this is good Gonzales.” And so it proved. The priest was the first to speak. r "Fear not, Indy,” he said, as he noticed Irene’s tremulousnek#. “If you have a holy purpose in view—and I believe you have—go, boldly on, but carefully. You havo the key, Cassandra?” “Yes, good father. Here it is.” “Now comp with me,” the man on Id, ns he placed the key in the pocket o# lilt gown. “I will go beyond the gati* ot tho city with you, aud beyond there you must trust to your own strength and wit. But within the city I may be of service, for if the sentinels hail us, ray identity will be passport enough for ymi.” And it was fortunate for them that Gonzales weut with them, for they were stopped by three different sentries, though no opposition was offered. Arrived at the gate, the real priest readily obtained egress, and in a few moments more they were standing without the walls of the town. There was a sense of dreariness came over Irene’s soul as she cast her eyes over the wide expanse of land and marsh which lay spread so darkly and gloomily beneath the sight. Iflit-difrii ' ii v> iViffi'i i'‘-a', v

“Which wajr sew?" she favoluntwllf uttered. “There is but one wav that I awM recommesd,” returned Rondo. “I will go with you, a little further, for I hire no desire to return too soon; we gsust take the Jalapa road, for there is sene other that would be safe. Among tome of the —stop! By the mass, I ku<jw a native not far from the road who owe* me a debt of gratitude. I saved him from the executioner’s hands not two years ago, when a party,, of them were apprehended for highway robbery; hie name is Jacar Xanpa. % will send you to him, and there you shsjl be safe. But come—l can explain as we go on.” The trio now set forward as swiftly ae the priest thought prudent. (To be continued.)

Saved by a Cat.

Sir Eward Osborne, Lord Mayor of London in bis time, bought an ancient house in Yorkshire, and sent his wife and children thither. There were two boys among them. The Pall Mall Gazette tells of a tragedy which occurred at the house soon after. One of the boys, the elder, dutifully obeyed when summoned to his lessons one morning in a turret, but the younger, loitering, “happened to light upon a cat which he delighted to play with, and crept after her to catch her under a table in the room which was covered over-with a earpet Hanging downto the floor,” , Thus te disappeared, and the next ffastant a terrible rusKof wind overthrew the turret, in which nis brother and the tutor sat at work, crushing them to deatliT' Supposing that both her sons were there, the mother fell into convulsions. One of the maids, running in, a distracted manner from rpom to room, caught sight of the small boy peeping from under the table, with the cat in his arms, snatched him up and bore him in ecstasy to his mother, be only crying: “I pray thee, I thee, do not whip me!”

His Reason for the Change.

The small daughter of a friend of mine has just had her first experience with the fickleness of the male sex. The little boys and girls in the neighborhood where she lives have all been going to the same dancing school, and one afternoon last week the teacher arranged for them a dancing party. There was to by a cotillon, and each little boy was to invite his partner beforehand. Charley N., who Is quite a beau of the classi, was selected to lead, and he Invited n;y small friend Bess to assist him. Bess is the most obedient of daughters, and told the young gentleman she would have to ask her mother -for permission to attend the party before she could accept his invitation. Mother was quit# willing for her to go, and little Bess, radiant with joy at the prospective honor, wrote a neat little note of acceptance to Master Charles. Next day there was a ring at the door bell,'and the maid who answered it found a note thrust uKJer the door. It was from Charley, anl it ran thus: “Dear Friend Bessie-: I am a-going to change my Mind and !ede with Lucy Davis her Brother has got a new air Gun.”—Washington PoS?.

Catching Monkeys.

The fondness of monkeys for mischief makes them the ready dupes of a shrewder intel’igence. The manner of entrapping them is explained by a South American writer, who is familiar with life In to wn and in forest throughout the equalorial belt. One of t’-e-simplest methods consists in cutting a number of holes in a gourd, making them barely large enough to admit the monkey’s hand. The gourd, thus prepared, is filled with corn and secured to vhe trunk of a tree. Then it is shaken violently, so as to attract the attention of the monkeys. A few grains of corn are scattered in the neighborhood of the trap. The gourd is the dinner bell of the monkeys. They no sooner hear the wellknowy sound than they descend from their serial homes, and each in turn, seizing the gourd, grasps through one of tb£ holes a handful of corn. Then they struggle i* vain to withdraw their hands without • elinquishing the prize. At this critical moment the concealed autkor of their urisliap suddenly makes his appearance, *.ud tying their hands, carries them off to his cabin in the weyds.

True to the Name.

The group on the front porch was discussing the merits and demerits of the house dog, a magnificent animal that Lay basking in the jun. “Have you any idea,” asked one of vhe guests, “why he is called a ‘Great Dane?’ ” “Yes,” slowly replied the owner of the dog. “It has always seemed to me that it must be because it is such a great ‘deign’ for him to notice any smaller animal.” A young woman with a pug nose turned it up slightly at this explanation, but there were no other signs of dissent.

The World’s Newspapers.

Tha total nhmber of copies of newspapers printed throughout (he world in one year is estimated at 12,CjP0,00(),QJ(|| To print these requires 781,200 tons of papsr. The oldest newspaper is said to be the ‘Kin-Pau,’ of Pekin, which lias been published continually for over 1,000 years.

In Autumn.

Don’t you welcome the golden glories of the autumnal season?” she asked. “I do,” answered the man wfcjh closecut hair. “It’ll be a big relief to hear people talk about something besides tho summer girl and the shirt waiqt man.”

To Remove Ink Stains.

Tomato Juice will remove stglns of Ink, fruit or wine. More failures are due to lack of will than to lack of strength.

COMMERCIAL AND FINANCIAL

New York —Business just now is influenced in a manner by the approach of the holidays. In retail lines there is greatly increased activity. Merchants generally report a highly satisfactory volume of holiday buying. Wholesale and manufacturing Interests, on the other hand, are, in accordance with custom, devoting the present season largely to the work of stock taking and getting matters in shape for the first of the year. There is, therefore, little expansion to be noted in these lines. The volume of business is nothing in the nature of a boom. This feeling is in a measure reflected in the action of the stock markets. While the sales on the New York exchange continue fairly large, the movement of prices has become narrower, and the tendency this week has been in many cases to ease off. There is no longer the rush on the part of the public to load up with stocks. Money is working somewhat closer and bankers say the signs ail point to rat-ler firm rates until after the disbursement of the interest and dividends unusually heavy, 'and in preparing for them the banks may be compelled to temporarily withdraw considerable money from the open loan market. Chicago—Grain markets were fairly firm and moderately active the present week, apparently feeling to a less degree than usual the approach of the holiday season. Speculators for a rise in wheat are encouraged by the reiteration of the reported serious dnmage to the wheat crop of Argentina, accompanied, as such advices were, by an estimate made by an Argentine journal of reputed conservative tendencies that the exportable surplus of this season’s production would not be over 37,000,000 bushels, or about onehalf the quantity shipped abroad from the previous crop. A small reduction in the quantity of wheat in the domestic visible supply as tho outcome of last week's receipts and shipments likewise aided in creating the improved tone of speculative sentiment. In the intervals between the receipt of news of an encouraging character the tendency was to return to the ever-present fact of the present heavy supplies and the indication that they were in no immediate prospect of suffering a diminution sufficient to inspire apprehension concerning the future. Corn ruled strong because of a pointed reminder by the speculator under whose auspices the November short sellers were so badly punished that existing conditions were even more favorable than h month ago for a bold speculator to run another corner. There is virtually no old corn left, and the prevailing weather is against the sufficient curing of the new grain to make it pass inspection into the grade deliverable on speculative contracts. Such condition of the grain, however, cannot be of much longer continuance unless the weather should remain of a highly unfavorable character. The tendency of the market for hog products has been irregularly upward, ' the small stocks giving confidence to and some indication of lighter supplies of hogs in the near future likewise exercising a hardening effect upon prices.

RATHBONE’S LAVISH EXPENSES.

Spent Money for “Any Old Thins:” and Charge 1 It to Cuba’s Account. Senator Platt, Connecticut, chairman of the committee on relations with Cuba, has made public a statement from the auditing committee of the War Department showing tlie expenditures of E. G. Itathbone, late director of Cuban ports. The report covers 291 pages, aud is a solid mass of figures. There is no comment. The committee makes disallowances for sixteen months, the total being $72,631. The disallowances include: For a duchess carriage, $850; set of harness, $202; jipigupa hat for coachman, sl2; more harness, $306; rent perjnontb for coachman, stable, etc., $110; coachman’s boots, sls; coachman’s uniform, S4O; new tires for carriage, S4O; rain coat, $26; bath tub, $42; coachman’s monthly laundry bill, from $lO to S2O. Many of the accounts credited to 0. F. W. Neely were disallowed. Most payments made to him were for office furnishings, freight, advances iu salaries, et,c. Rathbonc spent SSOO in one trip to the United States. Itathbone’s residence seems to have been furnished at the cost of the government. Bills aggregating $3,000 for household articles were found. There were bills for champagne, wine glasses, kitchen utensils, carpets, cloth, shirts, collars and cuffs. Tlie auditor recommended the disallowance of $12,281 spent for repairs on tho department building and also a deposit of $12,000 erroneously credited to Rathbone.

EIGHT DIE IN LAKE DISASTER.

Ore Barge Charles Foster Plunges to Bottom Off Erie, Pa. While a furious gale was sweeping Lake Erie early Sunday morning the ore barge Charles Foster, in tow of the Iron Duke, dived, nose first, to the bottom, ten miles off Erie, l’a., and eight persons were drowned. The Charles Foster was valued at $19,000. There wrs no Insurance. Capt. Bridges might have been ill in Ills bunk when the accident occurred. The last time he was seen by the crew of the Iron Duke was when they passed Sault Stc. Marie Thursday. There is from eighty to 100 feet of water where the wreck occurred, und there is little hope of locating the spot. The loss of the Foster’s crew runs the nuinbpr of lives lost on the lakes this season up to 118. The previous total of 110 was already the largest for many seasons.

War Department Estimates.

The Secretary it War forwnrded on Monday to the House committee on appropriations a comparative statement of War Department estimate* for the fisca years of 1901 and 1902, together with i statement of appropriations f° r J-J* c fascai year ending June 80, IWI TbcesUmatee for 1901 amount to $18.>,903,.>51, and tfhe estimates for 1902 amount to $171,773,865. The appropriations for the present fiscal year amount to $148,205,984.

Uncle Eben's Philosophy.

“Many a man,” said Uncle Ebe®. ,**bas made de mistake ob Imaging’ he wah a great patriot when in sack he wall simply .tired o' work an’ wanted to hoi’ •fidee.’’—Washington Star.

BEST FOR THE BOWELS.

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Always Hard.

“How very cross and disagreeable sho Is! And It’s less than two years ago that she was claiming to have been born again.” “Well, you know how trying the second summer always Is.” —The Smart Set

Bkah or Ohio, Citt or Tolrdo. i Lucas Countv. I** - Frank J. Cheney makes hath that he Is the senior partner of the firm of F. J. Cheney St Co., doing business In the City of Toledo, County and State aforesaid, and that said firm Will pay the sum of ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS for each and every case of Catarrh that cannot be cured by the use of Hall’s Catarrh Cure. FRANK J. CHENEY. Svrorn to before me and subscribed In my pres-ence,-this Stb day of December* A. D. 1886. A. W. GLEASON, Notary Public. Hall’s Catarrh Cure Is taken Internally, and acts directly on the blood and mucous surfaces of the system. Send for testimonials, free. F. J. CHENEY ft CO.. Toledo, O. OF~Sold by Druggists, 75c. Got Ahead of 'Em. “I’ve got the best of the ould railway company for once in my loife.” “How is that, Pat?” “I’ve got a return ticket to London and” (in a whisper) “I ain’t coming back.”—Tit-Bits. TO CURE A COLD IN ONE DAY Take Laxative Bromo Quinine Tablets. All druggists refund the money if it fails to cure. E. W. Grove’s signature is on each box. 26c. Light and right are compulsory comrades.

DO YOU FEEL UKE THIS? Pen Picture for Women. “ I am so nervous, there is not a well inch in my whole body. lam so weak at my stomach and have indigestion horribly, and palpitation of the heart, and lam losing flesh. This headache and backache nearly kills', me, and yesterday I nearly had hysterics ; there is a weight in the lower part of my bowels bearing down all the time, and pains in my groins and thighs; 1 cannot sleep, walk, or ait, and 1 believe I am diseased all oyer { no one ever suffered as I do." This is a description of thousands of cases which come to Mrs. Pinkham’s attention daily. An inflamed and ulcerated condition of the neck of the womb can produce all of these syrupMbs. John Williams. toms, and no woman should allow herself to reach such a perfection of tnisery when there is absolutely no need of it. The subject of our portrait in this sketch, Mrs. Williams of English town, N.J., has been entirely cured of such illness and misery by Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, and the guiding advice of Mrs. Pinkham of Lynn, Mass. No other medicine has such a record for absolute cures, and no other medicine. is “ just as good.” Women who want a cure should insist upon getting Lydia E.‘ Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound when they ask for it at a store. Anyway, write a letter to Mrs. Pinkham at Lynn, Mass., and tell her all your troubles. Her advice is free.

SWOLLEN FEET and hands usually Irdlcate an advanced stage of Kidney disorder. It is one of the last special pleadings of nature to Seek a remedy. Look out also for backache, scalding urine, dizziness, headache and brick-dust or other sediment in urine which has been allowed to stead. Heed these warnings before it is too late. mm reward will be paid for a case #ll g If 1 of backache, nervousness, sleep--11 mm | | legsness, weakness, loss of vltalw| | | ity, Incipient kidney, bladder ■|W ■III and urinary disorders, that cauyv V not be cured by mouhows KID-NE-OIPS The Great Sclentlflo Discovery for Shattered Nerves and Thin, Impoverished Blood. ILLINOIS, MICHIGAN AND lOWA People Cured by Kld-ne-olde. In writing them please enclose stamped addressed envelope. Hon. B. A. Higgins. 817 8. 6th St.Sprlngneld, IIL Miss Lou Sacry, 510 8. East St., Bloomington, IIL W. R. Beebe, Contrails, 111. Burt Adams,33l W. MenomobeeSt., Belvldere. IIL Mrs. J. McDonald, 814 Cooper St., Jackson, Mich. Henry Grove, 815 Cornelia Ht., Flint, Mich. M- H. B iwsn, 206 Elizabeth St, Jackson, Miok. N. D. Nagle, 845 lowa St., Dubuque, lowa. Mrs. A. Orth, 176 Francis St, Dubuque. lowa Elmer Davis, Blacksmith, Fort Dodge, lowa. Morrow’s Kid-neoids are not pill*, bat yellow Tablets, and sell at fifty cents a box At drug stores. gOHN MORROW * 00.. OWHNORIRLB