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A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

Written for The Mall.

THE WHIPPOQR WILL.

BY KDWIW ZABL. I

Wben twilights end and the shadows blend That Jail when one walk* with a friend Over the snnset hills, Out of the deep whence cloudlets creep, On starlit wings with noiseless sweep,

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Are boxn the whlppoorwills.

When night comes down with srilen frown Over the meadows bare and brown.

By harvesters bereft,

And the faint perfume of dying bloom. Of withering grass In the solemn gloom, ^. rw i' is all of gammer left,

Then there draweth nigh a far-off cry,! That seeks, yet never finds, reply, A sound that bpueth ll1, And with the breese in the midnight trees, Like the wall of ghosts one never sees, 1 bear the whlppoorwill. 'Tls a wonderful so tig that doth belong To one that doeth little wrong,

If we mayludge aright,

Would we could tell what evil spell Hath wrought so sad a miracle Upon the voice of night.

MiThe Poor Indian.

From "Chips from a Northwestern Log," In Sunday Afternoon for August. 'I don't suppese there was a better contented man in the State of Minnesota than I was that summer of 1862/ Mat began. 'It looked as if all the lack I hadn't bad all my life was comin' to a head then. I'd been working my way along from Vermont, you see, ever *ence I was a boy about fifteen. I'm fifty-five now, though I'm grizzled onougb to make anybody add on ten or ft fteen years easy. There was rovin' blood in me, an' how it got there is tnore'n I can tell, for my folks had stuck to one spot up In Washington county— two or three generations of 'em—tight as ticks. There was seven of us boys, so one goin' wan't no great loss and when two of our neighbors started for the West, I went along with my own heifer I'd raised, and ten dollars father counted out for a start. West, then, mei the middle of York State arid I staid nenr TOmln, two or three year, till cti. !'u got to know there, on to Oalo. •Well, Ikep' amovin' on. I«ni master hand for clearing land and breakln' it in: an' it came bandy to work round first with one set o' folks an' then another. Then there was al wnvs news coming of better land farther on. I didn't like Ohio any too well. Too much shakes along the bottoms if it was a good larmin' country an' so first one man an' then another would work aloug up north, an' I was always ready lor the last one. •You wouldn't believe it, but I'd got •to be over forty before it came over me, that I hadn't any place to speak of, ana wasn't nobody. Here was I, coddlin' otht-r folk's children an' never a chick iror child o' my own, an' that handy ^boat a house, that the women folks all cai.l that I was worth two women any dav. •Everybody I'd helped along had a halt' or may be a whole section, and comfortable houses an' wherever I was turned in my stock for my heifer had done well, nn' her calves couldn't be beat for milkers. I hadn't mart-led, you see, because it never come just handy but now I said to myself, 'You better be Htirrin' round, Mat Anderson, else there won't be much chance lor you.' It camo over me all to wunst, as it were, bearin' 'em call me 'old Mat an' I said to myself I wan't goin' to be 'old Mat,'

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none o' the perkisites of age to show lor't. •Well, by this time I was up in Minnesota, an' here I planted my loot firm. I took a section—no trouble to clear, for there wasn't muoh but scub oak, except along the rivers an' I built a bouse, an' sot out strong for myself. That was the time I began to see Indiaus thick as grasshoppers. My claim lay along the Redwood river, and the lower Agency for the Sioux wasn't ten miles away. Government had a treaty with 'em then, and was working to civilize 'em as fast as it could. No settler had any such chance as any Indian that was a tniad to take what was given him an' settle down. 'So muoh money a head, an' carpenters to help his house along if ho wanted one, an' blacksmiths for his axes an' plows an' what not—even farmers to plow an' show him how, an* teachers for the children. I believed in it too. I Ntid we'd taken their huntin' grounds, jin' driven them dear across the continent, an' the least we could do was to try to civilize 'em an' make 'em into good neighbors, same as the English had toe Canada Indians. Then I said too. they'd been cheated and bauiboozlea outof all roason: an' I didn't wonder they hated the whites. A' man that couldn't live among his own kind, be was so pison na*ty and ugly, wouM sottie down amoug the Indian* and he an* Mteal an' cheat, sell 'eui bad whisky, an' break every commandment past patchin'. I said ninetentbs of 'em were wuss'n the Inlins an' anybody could get along with 'era well enough that treated 'em decent. "I did get along. What they wanted I gtn' 'em wheu I could an' could see woilenough it was a hard row for them that wanted to learu new ways. A farmer Indian would cut off his scalp lock, an* settle down to live like folks an' like as not a lot o' blanket Indians that hadn't had good lack on their hunt vroojci set «p their tepees* alongside, an' never budge till tbeyM v«tteu hiui out o' house an' Home. Long's they had anything to give they'd give, ior that's Jnjlu fashion an' then they'd go off on a hunt themselves an' tho farm would go to tho dogs. 'Young Hugging an' I talked it over often. He was missionary teacher at Lie qui Parle, born and brought up amoug'em, air morally cer»*lu thai he was goin' to save the whole nation an* I utade xnasy a trip up there with little Ktores th«y couldn't a got any other way. 1 had a German fellow to see to things an' I'd take my team an' go down to St. Peter's an* load up with anything I knew would sail e«*y. This Kind o* light peddlin' kopi um

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«a»y, an* I learned tfi* «Ttvie country like a book. 'Allthis tims I'd. beeu lookln' around tO Ing to setti it seemed as time. Ajoton had uiaYfl^—that was my mmu *rt*Td tmllt on toother part for him^o's not to tur« *ay mixing up, in dM tMllo. EreryUimg fired ttuelt straight oft yon migh^aay, different froai what I'd lild oat lor, as things always dow. •rd aboutmadsup my mind Ltvlny Harvey, a Connecticut women with a far-:. W threa children, was the one for rno. Her husband had been killed in a vm,' going down with T1dd*8 gang two *v«u» tM'fore but ahs an'a hired man x! had carrtod mi the farm, with what hand levfd l«m| now and then, an'.I said to ttjjseit, "Here's a stirrin' woman, an' a

family all ready to my band, jest about old enough, an' I'm pretty certain abe wont say No if I ask ner." I made up my mind I'd do it after my next trip down to St. Peter's, an' I went below that time pretty easy an* settled in mind. I laid in a good many things thought abe an' young ones would like, an' instid o' hangin'ronn' a day or two an' sitting what news there was to take back, I didnt stay bnt one night, an' started off next mornin' before light. Fact was, I wanted to be more settled yet an' as I drove along I kept a thinkin' more an' more, how me an' Laviny might pnll together. 'It was September then,—oool mornings and warm noons- an' my team stepped along so lively I pretty nearly run over somethin' sitt^n' by the side o' the road done np in a blue cloak, thought it was a squaw, an' stopped a moment to see if I'd done any barm, askin' her pretty load in Sioux, what she sat in the middle of the road for? Bnt it wasn't black eyes an' cheek bones an' strings o' black hair, I can tell

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I'd never in all the days o' my fe just such a faoe, an' I never have since. All wet with oryln', and the tears streamin' down yet but bine eyed baby couldn't have looked more innocent. I couldn't think of anything bnt the forget-me-nots in medder by the river to heme. For all her baby face and her long braids of hair below her waist, she looked tall and strong as she stood up but she wasn't a day over seventeen, and a voice as sweet as a bird. Yon never beard a voice like that outof a German woman's throat before. 'I'd picked up a little German from Anton Kreiger an' some of the Germans round, an' I made out a little of what she wanted. She'd come to St. Paul by emigrant train, just as they do—packed like sheep an' about as senseless—an' then down to St. Peter's to wait for some one to take her upto the Redwood settlement or New Ulm. Her money was all gone, an' she'd got kind o' scart an' set out to walk, an' had lost her way, an' wben I found her she'd been out ail night withnothin' to eat, and sat there like a hungry baby, jest cryin'. An" then I took her into the wagon, an' she looked np as grateful as if I'd saved her life. •I found she was a cousin of Anton's and had come expectin' to live with them. She said she'd written, bnt An* ton hud n't got the letter an' his mother she'd calkilated to be with was dead. His wife was a black eyed, snappin' German woman, an' the more I thought the more I said to myself It never was going to do. Islowed up, an' at last I got np and walked so's to think it over an* then I looked back, for I'd got consider able ahead an' she sat there with a face to make a lool out of a harder man than I was.

I made up my mind. There was a Catholic priest in the next village. Not that I'm a Catholic, for I'm rather agin more than for them but a priest's a priest, an' he could fix what I wanted a* well as another. I got back in the wagon, an' I said, quiet an' easy as if I was askin' her to take more bread an' cheese an' in all the German I could muster, •Anton's mother is dead. Anton is married. His house is too little for him and yon. Mine is large. Will you live in it and help me?'

First she thought I wanted her for a servant, and began to show me her arms and bow strong she was, and could milk and make butter. 'O, yes, she would be a good servant and work much.' 'No,' I said then. 'I want you for something more. I want a little fr»u. I'm ail alone and nobody to think much about, and I'll be good to you, and there a minister right here, and will you marry menowf" •How she ever did it I don't know. She looked at me through ftnd through. It was searchin' as the day o' judgment, an' my heart beat so I couldn't breathe. Then she put one hand in mine, anr bowed her head. I couldn't speak one word, but I put my arm round ber, an' swore an oath to myself stronger'n the priest could get out o' me, an' then I tied the horses an' walked over the prairie to old Pare Laoroix's. He didn't ask any questions. We knew well enough about one another, and he went over to the little chapel an' married us then and there, an' I drove home with my wife!

It came over me with a start as I set her down in a chair to look round, an went out to put up the horses—for Anton hadn't got in—how clean I'd forgotten Laviny but I didn't spend much thought on that. I tell you if ever a man went straight to Heaven on earth I was that man. There are things you don't talk about an'you ain't very likely to either, but I ain't prepared to say saints above have muoh more comfort than a man finds in a woman that loves him as bome Of 'em can. There wasn't a soul that didn't take to her, even sulky old Tayoo. that hated palelaces an' told 'era so. An' then when the baby eame, with ber very eyes, I thought that I'd got all one man could hold, and I was scared. ....

Justtna picked up English-fast, and she named the baby Mary Huldah, after my mother, and talked about bow we'd take it home some time. I was ashamed for I'd let a year or two to a time slip by without writin' but I wrote now to the folks, and told mother she'd got anew granachlld. Sbe was old then, nigh on seventy, but for all that, nothing would do but that she an' father most come to Minnesota.

We settled the whole, They wrote when they'd start, and I agreed to go down to St. Peter's for them wheu the time osme. It was the middle of August, 1S62. Not a week before I had been up to Lac qui Parle with Justina and the baby to show them to-young Huggins an'his folks. The government btiildiu' had been finished the foil bofere, an' we went into the school room an' listened to him teaching the Injun children, jest as much pleased to do it as if be was President of the United States. He an his wife an Julia half blood girl, all worked together, and for all they was with the Injuns day an' night, they didn't know no more what was comin' than the the unborn babe. 'The year before the cut-worm had been pretty bad, an' made way with a

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Tnat .uu he'd had *$&?V thousand acre* ploughed by tue government farmer Iujunsaoove and at the lower agency did pretty nigh six hundred more. Sa when spmig came this was ill planted down, and lest as eoon as the streams went down a lttlle the major went tip country seeln' what was needed. Young Huggins took me round to show bow fine the crops looked, and laughed, pleaaed sscould be to think bqpr well the former Iqjuns had done. He made bis estimate, and said nt the lowest rate there'd be seventy-five tboosan' bushel of corn and potatoes, with some odd vegetables for thfai lower reservation, while the upper one oasbt to have about eighty-six tbonsan\ This was about twenty-one bushel a bead for

Mat's breath came fast. His hands were clenched. 'How can I tell it, man?' be said with a groan. 'Word of trouble come before 1'dfoirly got to St. Peter's. I knew something was wrong, for an Injun I knew well passed me with his head down and didn't shake' bands. I told my folks to stay quiet a few days and I'd come back for 'em, an' I tnrned my horses' heads up country again. I tried to keep quiet, but half way home I be-

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to meet the people fly in' for their Women and children half naked an' crazy with fright, and men wounded and bleedln', with faces white as death. I wouldn't stop. They told me Injuns was up an' burnin' the houses an' killin' every soul they could, an' I was goin' back to certain death. I galloped them hones straight on. Two Injuns chased me awhile, an' one put a bullet through my arm, but I didn't feel it till afterward. 'I saw a man by the road with his bead cut off, and up toward the river, Louses burning ana the people in twos an' threes dead all about, an' I pushed on. Then I saw the place the house had been—a heap of smokin' cinders, an, on a tree in the yard my little baby, nailed to it, an' warm yet. I got it off, an' sat down with it in my arms. Somethin' moved in the bushes, an' then it spoke. "Go away for God's sake. They'll be back an' Kill you." "Where is Justina?" I said to it.

It was Anton with his head masbedln and cut to slices, but life enough to tell me that they'd tried to take ber away without the baby, an' sbe screamed ana ketched it up, ana then one of them got mad and knocked her over with his rifle, an' then they beat her brains out, an' set the house on fire and threw her in an' the baby was cryin' and first they said they'd throw her in top, an'then they caw some spikes I'd been usin,'an' so tbey did—that. 'Anton died before he was fairly through, tellin' me. I looked in the ashes to see if I could find JuBtina. Then I got back into my wagon an' then started for St. Peter's. Tt seemed to me if I could give the baby to mother, an' have her lay it out: quiet an' decent, there'd be a sort of comfort in it. I had a Henry rifle, and looked at it, an' saw it was loadea an' good for^twenty-one shots. I saw Injuns on horseback off to the east, an' skulkin' over the prairie behind trees, an' I reckoned when I came to the next river they'd be alter me.

I didn't know till afterward that young Captain Marsh and his men bad been ambushed on the way back to Fort Ridgely, and he an' half his company killed. •There were desd bodies all along, but I was just behind the war party, an' so tbey missed me that time. My horses were givin'out. I saw I'd got to stop soon out I pushed on to the next croek, so't they could have water, an' stopped there, quiet as if there wasn't anything to look out for. I hadn't more than got 'em out the shafts, when there was a whoop an' a yell, ana five of the devils rose up out of a tbioket. One spring got me my rifle, an' I let fly fast as I could draw trigger. Three fell au' the other two ran, Dot not before they'd hit me over the head with an axe, fen' sent another bullet into my shoulder. I had to sit down awhile an'get breath, an'tie np my shoulder the best way I could an' while I was doin' it I heard a groan in the bushes, an' a white man came crawling out with one of his eyes gouged out, au' bis head split. -There were three of 'em bid in the bushes, an' tbey had been there all night. Crawled in after the Injius stripped 'em an' left 'em for dead. I helped 'em into my wagon as best I could bnt I said, "There ain't one chance in a million, that we'll any of us get to St. Peter's alive. All We can do is to make it hot for 'em if they come at us."

Well 1 got there, an' took In my team packed with women an' children we picked up on the road. I give the baby to mother, an' some days afterward joined the "Renville Rangers." Wounded to be 8ure. so I had to wait a little for the 8tiffenin' to get out but I did my share o' shoOtin' all the same. I ain't a hard hearted man, but I believe I should have killed even an Injun baby if Fd seen it. I followed up that thing three years—goin' off with General Sibley after the Sioux bad been driven ont of Minnesota, aad followin' tkem till they were wnipped an' give in*

What's the use in tellin' you any more. I seen the leaders hung, an hurrahed with the rest. I was up at Camp Release, when the poor souls they'd run off were given up, an' you couldn't tell which was white women an' which was squaws. I followod it through, till the last cbanceof sbootin' was over but I'm ready now the minute there's a call to jo at it agin. There aint lives enongh the Sioux nation to pay for the One I've lost, let alone the hundreds of others in jest as bad case as me. I'm Christian man, leastways I was but as I hope to be forgiven. I know I shan't be udged for ah Injun t'vekllled. ••Whoso sbeddeth man's blood?" Yes, I know all that but It don't say anything about devil's blood, an' Til take bay chance. And the men that stand np and plead for these Iqjons—ministers Mid bishops deserve to see their wives run an' their children

rERRB HAUTE SATURDAY flYEM jJla-MAI.L.

•vary man, woman an* child, an' be said there never had been sacb aehaooe.before, an' be thought a good part of the blanket Injuns would be convinced of the comfort of bavin'plenty an' oome in to settle. I thought so, too« an' said then, "Well, Ainos, I reekon you're right, an* haven't lost your time after *1 said to Justina goin boms that there wa'n't quite so much glory in it, but Amos Hugghis was as good a missionary as any tbat went to Afriea, an' I guessed the l^ord thought as mnoh of him. Two days after tbat they shot him down in his door like a dog, gutted his bouse, and led off the women with the few they let live, in a bondage every one of them would have died a million times over rather than have gone into. 'I started down to 8t. Peter's tbat same day, never knowin'. Justtna cried and held to me, an' couldn't bear to let me go an'then she laughed an' said she was sick a little and foolish. She stood In the door and held the baby np, an' the last I see when I went over the knoll was the sun shinnin' on 'em both, an' the baby puttin' out her bands.'

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I ain't goin* to talk about it, an' wont. Whatever yon think as to the rights or wrongs of It you can keep to yourself. I've told yon wbat an angel is. If you're a mind to lake to'em alter that, it's your own look out.'

GOOD 02f& Wit.SN DEAD. Washington Fosk Capital punishment went Into force again in Iowa on the 4th. The notion that a murderer shall lie well fed and well clad, warmed wben he is oold and healed when be is sick, has been tested in Iowa and branded as. a mistake. A murderer, like sa Indian, is apt to be good only wben be is dead. la. si": ... an as?

The public* bss been humbugged so oftan with worthless medlcinaUpreparstions, that only a few good ones now remain In use. Or. Bull's Blood Mixture taoneoftbem.

—r MISNfE WARREN. The Little Mother and Her Babe Lmd Away in a Child's OoJ}ln.

MIDDIKBOBO, Mass., July 25.—Minnie Warren was buried this afternoon with her baby in her arms. Hie funeral services were to begin at 2 o'clock, bnt long before that so many persons came from Middleboro and adjoining towns that it was imposdbie to accommwlate more than a small portion of them in the house. Minnie and her liusband. Major Newell, better known as Gen. Grant, ir_ have always made the old homestead uteir home when not traveling. It is a plain country farmhouse, about two miles fronyMiddleboro Center, and has been made comfortable for Minnie's parents by Minnie's money. Across tho way Tom Thumb's country seat, a pretty French-roofed cottage, stands on a smooth green lawn. Minnie Warren has always been loved by the people who knew her when she was little Huldah Bump, her real name, and many of those wlio

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day have had person., experiences of her kindness since she became famous and wealthy. Sweet-perfumed flower?, beautifully arranged as harps and wreaths, were brought by these friends, and on a delicate pillow of roses and: ^passion flowers Minnie's head lay in the fiasket.

At 2 o'clock the family assembled in the parlor around the casfcet. This was of black wulnut, covered with blue silk velvet, and was lined with white satin. It was the casket of a child of ten years, but as the friends looked within they saw the little mother with one arm embracing the girl baby, whose ftce lay nestled close to the mother's bosom. The mother's head was turned to the baby, and the two seemed quietly sleeping.^ The baby's face was a sweet one, 'a little dimple remaining in the chin that even death had not taken away. No onelookedupon the little mother and her child without weeping. General Tom Thumb sat near the head of the casket, and by lum sat his wife,, Lavinia Warren. On the other side sat Major' Newell, and he made no effort to control his feelings. He wept bitterly, as he has almost without cessation since his wife died. Besides these, Minnie's father and mother and her brothers and sisters, all lanee men and women, were in the room. They remembered Minnie as a daughter and sister, who shared Tier wealth with them, rather than a famous little woman. Mrs. P. T. Barnum and Mr. Bleecker and his wife, who have been traveling with the Tom Thumb party for fifteen years, were also among the chief mourners.

Soon after 2 o'clock, the house being uncomfortably filled, ana fully a thousand persons on the lawn outside, a chant was sung by a choir, and the Bev. Mr. Dyer made a-short prayer. He then spoke of Minnie's kindness and sweetness oi disposition. Mrs. Tom Thumb, as she heard her sister's tenderness spoken of, fainted, and was carried from the room. There was not a dry eye in the house. Afttr another hymn had been sung, six young ladies, old friends of Minnie, took their

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)laces pall bearer*, and then the family for the last time, upon Minnie's face. General Tom Thumb could not control his grief as he turned from the casket. The doors were then opened and the people passed through the parlor, looking for a few ininute3 at the faces of mother and child. It was two hours before the last friend had passed by, and the casket closed. Borne by three young men the casket was placed in the hearse, and, followed by many carriages, taken to the village cemetery. Here, after the benediction, the casket was lowered into the little grave. Many stood near, evej after the clergyman had dismissed them.

The death of Minnie Warren will probably end the public appearance of the Tom Thumb party. Minnie's death was undoubtedly caused by her maternal love. Had she listened to the advice of the physician eodner, her own life might have been saved, although her Child would haye been lost to her. But she would not, until it Was too late. During her sickness she seemed to think of nothing but the baby that she eoon hoped to fold to her bosom. "I shall live." she said to her sister, Mrs. South worth and after her baby was born she said with a smile. "I knew I should live take me and rock me." The sister took Minnie in her arms, as she would an infant, and rocked her. "Don't crv," said Minnie, "I shall live_ through it.*' Then, after a little, she said, "Rock me on the other side^ sister." Mrs. Southworth did so, and Minnie was quiet a little while. At length she said with a sigh, "I don't know whether I shall get through after all. Please put me on the bed, I feel very badly I am afraid I can't live through it." The sister put her tenderly on the bed. In a few minutes, without another word and with only a gentle sigh, Minnie died, three hours after her baby was born. The baby was a beautiful child, robust, and weighed just one-sev-enth of Minnie's weight, six pounds.

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The most Gorgeous Appointments, the. Richest Costumes, the most Novel Properties the Newest and Best Acts, »e funniest clowns, including

JACK HOLLO WAY, the Great English Clown,

To whom Mr. Barnum pays the largest salary ever paid to a Clown in this or any other countiy, and to sum up, "multum In parvo.^ ^,

THE GREATEST SHOW^'3T tlXRTH!

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The daily expenses of which are iafgei than the et-Xlro

thai ever traveled, or was ever seen in th show

& The Ureal Lady Bareback Rider.

P. T. BARNUM.

tion ever witnessed in this or any other

andbome giralfe is consplcu-

owerful rhiuocerons attracts a great d*al of attention,

enes with their mother, the whelps being ig specimeus of wild animal life flostou

The Best Circus! The Best Riders in theWorld!

BIwsM'J!

Singly, in pairs, in trios, in quartettes, in sextettes, and Anally twelve «t a time these Stallions came into the handsome seitfifgJknd Bfcve thoroughly f't^1!^ ability and their docility. The occithW of the performance l»y tile triple quartette was the most exciting thing of Its kind wd liave ever wltne»*ed. Six. AoMny'fc power Is certainly us large a* bis personal appearance lis flt ®. The leaping liowes were wonderful. Boston Traveler, May 29th.

0HABL®SFISH^'r'

Tho hamploh TPnret'ack Rider of the Wortd. A salary of I50.QW will cheerfully be psid

SIX PERFORMING 'ELEPHAftTC

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Over whose backs NR. IOHI BATL'llZLORjjerformn his wonderful leap, turning a

OAPT. OOSTENTENU&,

The Ta'toeed Greek Nobleman, tattooed from head to foot In the world.

OOL. GOSHEN, THE PALESTINE GIANT.

The ring Is often occupied by two sets of performers. AU Ktint are encaged in an actof «*iui both being splendid displays of power,

"Iol^!^£oftodWrf«iiiKo™. or... a .»w«

'OUSreceipts of auy other

or auj other country,

THE TROUPE OF &OYAL STALLIONS I

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The most beautlfnl and intelligent qnlmals ever sren, 30 In Xumber, and were im Of 8150,000 fron? Uifci/jH yul niasUnx, ilie iuj»-mrs of Knssia and te Victor Kmatihel, JKbgi of iialy. nud the Ortu «l Khan of 1 Artary. tier the dl'cotton thet^ ir&^c r. «)AKIi, ANT0Sat each per-

ported at a I o*t Germany, the late They appear under ... formance, In various acts, concluding with'.t introduction of. (I

The Entire Number in the Ring at One Time.

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pwroTmini'was Mr. hart- Ftsh, the fnmrusrKer, tfhose ftats on

barebacked horses w£re UirltHngfy e* 'ltlujc, and wh« Jampid b*n»»er»' on o»* foot, turnluK bHcttward

and

forward somersaults tnrough balloon*, ane accomplished other

equally ti flicuit and daniterou* vo«uit6n* with a marvt-loua degree ease and precision, his most artistic fe it, however, almost escarod notice—turning SbMkwahli somersault and a.ightlng on one foot on the baca of a 1 uuning horsa-f New York Tribune.,

WILLIAM MORGAN,

7 in id I

MISS KATIE STOKES,

The grea£c«! tirihj curiosity

ft Feet Inebe* Bi|li 1 •eta of performer*. For tnsJanoe whl ler Satsuma in Mttf wWWam,

Velleter displays marvelous dental ai

MWHUT wiwnnin wmicm 7™ MrDMlS The M1f"» Brothers give a carpet gymnastic act, which wehare never iseen surpawea for ease and agilitv. Tho "ground and lofty WmbllnV good and tit* leapLag excellent.

•snruindtmi the ticket vicMu on the show around, Mr Barnum basopencd a Ticket tiw & or«ckSrSd Itemed seats at Button A (Jo's Central Bookstore, at the cowds In tho evening, are advised

theafternooo exhibition.

10

K^^oaV^Vii iliTaiiroa's on the day of exhibition. Arm TleheUiTM te all purchasers of "Tb* Wft of Barnum," or his l*tesl st«rj Jaek."