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THE MAIL

PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

TERRE HAUTE, JUNE 19, 1880

JFLIIITA TJOJSt*.

Twas first at Bedford's, springa we met And quaffed its sparkling waters 1

And I, enamored loo), bethought Her loveliest of Eves daughters. We danced and sang together oft,

And sat in tbe pavilion, And gazed and talked, nor cared if we g' Were stared at by a million.

We roamed the hills and valleys, saw

Ant bills and open vistas Oar fondness sometimes though subdued By nearness of her sisters.

1 At length I had a chance to say "*"1 1% I loved her truly, dearly 8he was my angel: life was naught ~Without lier She looked qneerly.

And laughed and twirlea herfan.and said: "The truth I must not smother But, Phil, 1 thought yon knew I am

Engaged to wed your brother!" O::-

'BEHIND A PANEL.

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A SOUTHERN STORY.

A wide, white forehead above, braids knotted with a "white aster pansy-dark eyes ander curled black lashes. The lovely woman's face looking oat of the

oriel window held Captain Gordon Somera captive. 'Cotae, Captain,' called a voice from nt the water below.

He made no response to startle the ""girl, for she had not seen him. The oool, oval face rested on the slender g&Jband, and she was looking dreamily flyover the water. 'I say, Cap, what keeps you? What have you found?' r-t

He cculd have strangled Low, with his impatient bellowing, for now the fair face started and flushed, and, tarning, Adelaide Westerley saw the intruder in the garden.

Captain Somers stepped forth, but without his usual grace and ease, aud lifted his hat. 'I beg your pardon. Could we get some water here?' 'Yes, certainly. Knock at the south •^-door, and my man will give you all you ^«want.'

She seemed startled out of an habitual s- serenity, yet her voice bad a strange softness and sweetness. '1—we,' continued the Captain, 'are in search of a strange boat which got loose *313.from tno yacht Mermaid last night. We "... have been about here for three hours. It must have got over the bar and gone out 'to 86B*'

Low, lifting himself to look over the .bank, saw how things were, and settled ta& back resiguodly. 'A small boat called tb* Dolphin?' asked Adelaide. 'Yes.' +6.l 'With a book and a spy-glass in it?' she continued. 'Yes,' confessed Somers, ashamed of his seamanship. 'I let it get away from me. I have charge of the yacht. There she is, over yonder,' pointiug to the •offlng.

You will find your boat fastened to a post just inside the breakwater. My man Stephen picked it up last night. He is in the garden. Stay, I will call him.'

She came down to the garden door beautiful young creature all in white 5—and found Captain Somers awaiting her, cap in hand* They went together down tue overgroWu paths, he holding tbo rose vines {wide carefully to let her pass 'I am giviug you too much trouble,' said he. 'No, There is my man. Stephen!1 she called.

The old man came up with his spade. He began telling how he bad found the boat— for whioh the handsome young gentleman did not care two straws, 'casting desperately about in his mind :to learn how he was to meet Adelaide ,ril -again, »., She had already withdrawn to the terrace, and stood awaiting his final bow

She little dreamed the truth—sweet Lady of Shalot I She was looking fixedly at the fine, 5^ .strong ilgure, the oool, sensitive blonde faoe, the picturesque yachtman's dress *she had inhaled the faint fragrance of

?icigars,felt

the magnetism of this stran-

gor's gontlo touch as be put her dress aside from the sharp therns, and a feeling of paiu which she oould not express "visited her pare heart as she realized Xhat in a minute be would vsnish from Jier gsss.

And he went. With one backward

tain Somers turned a bend of the rosepath and disappeared, followed by old Stephen. •A desperate venture!' he muttered, «but my only chance!'

If, while unmooring the boat, he deftly questioned the old servitor of the Westerleys, old Stephen never told. But when he saw the two boats floating off shore, he chuckled over the bit or silver in bis hand, and muttered, 'Good luck to you, sir!'

The fair Lady of Shalot went slowly back to her bower. Perhaps the pretty •chamber did not then look quite beautiful. Perhaps she, too. murmured, "I am •half sick of shadows/ It would not be at *all strange.

This girl of twenty lived a strangely ited life

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lllviog on the estate bequeathed to her in infancy by her dying father. A half--sister of her mother's, an aged woman, -called Aunt Resolve, was her only companion. She bad never entered society. &he knew little of the world outside the beautiful gardens and shores of the Jo "inlpers.

uient to make it yte Adelaide and totally, wen nut.

A step sounded upon the gravel. She turned and encountered the gleam of two blue eyes. Captain Somers bowed tow. ....... •Your pardon more missing property, Miss Westerly,' he sUmsmred, oonfus-

'What is it now?' asked Adelaide, in surprise.^ yesterday. Ab, here it stopping to hide a guilty blush, and immediately, with strange good. fortune, discovering a diamond ring at the edge eif the grass

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isolated life. She was the last of her race, -behind a panel that fell down. I did not dare to touch it at first. Now I have read it all, and I know what it means— what I have to do, auntie.' And now the girl stood np. •Your father gave it to me for safe keeping. I never meant you to see it,

But for old Aunt Resolve, the girl ^seemed to be wasting her aweetuess on the desert air. The devoted old woman fairly idolised her. From her babyhood she had dressed, washed and tended her.

Perhaps It was a mistaken fondness that relieved the heiress of all care of 4»tr estate, for it required some manageyield an income for the suffered from

Perbapes little care would have been tgood for her. But Aunt Resolve thought differently, and the girl knew nothing of the oyster beds and the crops that were hers.

The girl stood in the rose path again the following evening, her garden hatln

her hand, ber eyes unconsciously upon the yacht Mermaid in the •Bhe wai in an nnasually thoc

lofltag.

thoughtful

snood. There had come to her tor the iflrtt time the thought whither her life "was tending. To wear away the seasons from youth to age in uneventful monotony, her soul unsatisfied, did not salt her.

But a spell, a fate, seemed upon her. Probably it would never bo otherwise: and a sadness which words conld not, express spread through all ber oonacioosness..^ ......,

showed it to her—a valuable diamond, quaintly set his property for fifteen years, he said, the gift of his dead mother.

The heiress of the Junipers was as guileless as a child. She never thought of fear and what was there to suggest It in gentle words and polite, courteous tones? And, fortunately, Captain Somers was an honest man, and honestly in love.

They chatted among the rose vines for a long hour. The yonng man made a practical use of his time. With undue stress he told her who he was—the younger of two orphan brothers left early in life to make their own for tunes. The elder had succeeded better ,than he perhaps because less scrupulous. It was Godfrey's yacht Gordsn commanded. He had no money, but he Lad not a vice, and the good will of all men.

And when he bad departed, she fonnd that he had left with her letters which were highly complimentary, recommending him to stations of trust, so that she was able to afford astonished and alarmed Aunt Reeolve all the assurance she needed.

And now Adelaide was not alone. She bad a lover. Week after week the yaoht Mermaid remained in the offlng. Day by day the young people floated on the summer tide, or strolled in the garden, or sang at the old piano songs ringing snd full ot sweetness.

Perhaps no happier hearts existed under the sun. Then Godfrey Somers sent for his yacht, and Gordon must needs obey and speed North. 'Oh, Gordon, you will forget me!' she cried. •Forget my little oriole? Never! Child, you do not know how I love you. Wear this ring for me, Adelaide.'

It was deep and yellow, and bore in deeply engraved characters the word 'Always.' And so tbey parted for a few weeks, betrothed lovers.

The summer wsued, but Adelaide was so happy that she did not mind when the rose petals fell and the fruit was gathered.

Aunt Resolve, who was watching her oonstsntly nowadays, saw that she was wrapped in a dream of bliss. Her nature, of great sweetness, was alive, and her lover and his life were all to her. And now, for Somers' sake—that was plain—she began to take an interest in the tasks and plans at the Junipers. 'Where does the money come from that pays the plantation bands for their work, Aant Resolve?' 'They have their oabins and corn and sweet potato patches. I pay them small wages out of the fruit crop.' 'What does that consist of?' 'Strawberries, pears, grapes and mel ons.' 'Where aro they sold?' 't send them North by the boats.' 'What buys our food and dresses?' 'The oyster bed. They area great deal of carc, Ia8sure you.' •For you. You have the care of everything. Let me learn to help you, dear auntie let me learn to be useful to you.'

And AdelAidegrew busy, painstaking, and thrifty. She was dusting an old oabinet one day when a panel, whioh always seemed secure, slipped from its groove into her hand, showing a cavity filled with compartments beh' ono was a bit of folded yeilow pi was not worth disturbing, at BX

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behind. In aper. It rst Ade

laide thought. At last, with reluctant curiosity, she drew it forth, unfolded, and scanned its faded characters, and as she read, ber dark eyes dilated, her oheeks paled, she oaught her breath.

Aunt Resolve was counting out money on the library table. Suddenly Adelaide, all white and trembling, entexed the room, the paper in her hand. 'What have you there?*

Aunt Resolve bad grown suddenly ghastly at the sight of the faded scrap. She snatched at the girl's wrist, and drew the paper toward her without touching it. She saw only too olearly the minute, quaint characters, clear as print, though the Ink was faded. Then she pushed Adelaide away and turned aside ber faoe.

The bewildered girl sat down upon the footstool at her feet. 'Ob, Aunt, what is it?' •It is nothing,' portioning off the silver with a trembling hand. 'The salt marsh mnst be out now so go away, child so go away, child I am busy.'

But the girl dung about ber knees. 'Ob! this is my grsndfatber's name signed to this,' she cried, 'and I am homeless.' •Tut, tut.' •v'*•Am I not the last of my race His father gained it dishonestly,' be says, •and when his descendants shall have dwindled to a single one, let him or her not dare to marry, bnt restore the estate to the rightful family, bestowing it upon the poorest member thereof,' quoted the girl, the words of the paper stamped on ber memory.

Aunt Resolve groaned and her hands fell from their task. 'Child, child!' she cried, 'how in the world came yon to find it?'

'I was dusting the cabinet. It was

Adelaide.' 'That would have been very wrong, auntie.' •No, no, dearie yon must marry and

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did not apeak. She stood

looking around the familiar room, and her eyes grew dark with agony. Evidently her reeolve was taken. •The dear old plaoe—it seemed part of my very self. It never before was beautiful and dear as now, when it was to be my home and his. It has seemed lonely and irksome—it never would any more. And I must give it up.'

Hits wss fixed as an unalterable law in her mind. The conditions being fulfilled whioh decreed it to another, the Junipers must forthwith pass into other bands.*

There conld be no doubt that Adelaide was heart broken. She looked as if some terrible illness had settled upon her. Aunt Resolve was utterly shattered by the girl's state bnt now Adelaide was the stronger of the two In maintaining a settled purpose.

The latter had a guardian whom she saw annually. She wrote to him, ac

property,, steps to discover the former owners of the Junipers—a process which Ann! R«toive thought would not be diffi

cult, though she did not know them. •I would not have done it. dear,' she said, side in had. 1 would have yon live and die upon the old plioe. I fear you will tniss everything now—for Csptain. Somers baa no home, and he will rove from and forget yon! It is hnmsn nature. These long deferred marriages never turn out well. You know your aaarrlsge to him must be deferred^ don't you?' •Yes,'

The girl uttered the one sad monosyllable, and said no more. And now the time was flying. Captain Somers she expected dally, for be said he would return to her in less than a month. She finally brought herself to write to himv and told him what had happened. He made no reply*,

This added a pang. She saw plainly what it would be. He oould not provide for ber adequately. Such support as he could afford her—snd whioh she would have gladly accepted, sweet, if shared with him—he would not offer. She must find a home in Florida, with some of ber mother's unknown relations, and they would drift apart finally forever. Aunt Resolve wss right.

A storm set in. Day by day the rata beat about the house, snd the sighing of the wind filled the girl's hesrt with dread.

At last there came a letter from her guardian. It ran as follows: •MY DEAR ADKLAIDE: I have been unusually fortunate in finding the rightful owner of the Junipers. He will make his appearance there Thursday, after which I will see yon at an early day. LUTHER MKSSKNOKR.'

Not a word of sympsthv or regret. It seemed to Adelaide as if all the world had suddenly turned ber enemy.

And still another day the storm held. The Junipers tossed in the rainy wind and the wild air had voices of cruel significance. Or was Adelaide's mind giving wsy under trouble She hsd so anticipated such a far reaching result that she seemed already deep in year's of suffering.

Alone, on a mournful evening, she was suddenly electrified by a coarse voice demanding: 'Where is this 'ere woman that's been a keepin' me out of my lawful rights I just want to set my eyes on her.'

Was her home to go to suoh'people? Her heart sank but the heavy step came on.

Suddenly the door was flung open, and, smilingly, there stood Captain Somers. 'Dearest. I have come!'

He oaught her hands and drew ber to her feet. She uttered a cry of delight, then broke into a sobbing sigh as she felt herself clssped to bis bresst. •Oh, only to psrt, my beloved!' she cried. •Not at all, my dear ose for I am the master of the Junipers. By your grandfather's decree, wnioh bestows It upon the poorest member of the defrauded family, it becomes mine, and next month sees our wedding.'

And it was even so. '*.

ROSAMOND FORD

An exquisite girl's face, colorless as a pearl, but with clear red blushes, a crown of auburn hair, dark, somber, glistening eyes, a bright, unsmiling mouth, a slender shape—that was my cousin Ros amond. Her mother—whom my father bad loved, but she bad married hie brother—dying, Rosamond fcame to us.

My father nad been steward to Sir Riobard Furnlval (his great red brick house could be Been irom our garden), but when kind Lady Furnival died, bad advisers surrounded Sir Richard, and my father was dismissed. People said it was the way of the Furnivals.

They would take a man's strength, a woman's beauty, for their own, but when the strength was wasting, the beanto waning, they would cast them aside without compunction.

Days went by, and I came no nearer tomyoousin. She still hovered aloofstrange, cold, shy, and avoided all talk about herself. Patient, industrious, she lived her sober life without complaint. She seemed passionately fond of music, but I never heard her sing a note. The young organist. Will Gray, tried to persuade her to join his little baud of singers, but Rosamond steadily refused. One evening Will and I were entering the garden earnestly talking over a concert be was getting up to show what musical Prayminster could do when It was put on its mettle.

He pulled up suddenlyunder the terraoe and said, "Listen!" Within my own walls there rose a sound that set my hesrt beating—the sound of a woman's voice, sound, strong, grand, singing the chant we haia sung Isst Sunday in the cathedral. "Can it be Rosamond I said. "Of course it is. And what a voice! Good heaven! What a voice!'' "Oh, Will." I said, "so pretty, and snob a voice! What are we to do with her?" "Shewill aing and be famous,and earn money. Gome in," said Will. "What in the world is the mystery, I wonder. She says she can't sing, and we detect her singing like an artist." As we entered Rosamond looked up from her sewing and smiled faintly. '•Miss Ford," Will said, "when does the nightingale warble?"

My darling dropped her sewing, and turned as white as death. "Maurice, oh, Maurioe, yon heard me, you have found me out! I have never sung note since mother's death, till to-night and then because 1 hsd forgotten myself. Oh, why did you hear—why was I so wicked?" "Yes, Rosamond," said Will, "wo did hoar you, and how dare you atifle a voioe that God created For shame! "It waa hard," she ssid, "bat listen to

me. "My mother was a poor, sickly, ambitious womsti, who hoped to accomplish through mo all sbe had missed of this world's flame and riebes. We were very poor, and my needle was all that we had to keep us from absolute wsnt, I bad taken lessons In marie of a Russian or Polo, who, in some strange wsy. hsd drifted down into onr lime provincial town, and who had once been a chorus singer at the Opera House in London. This old waif told me I was born to succeed on the stage. He wanted to take me to London and have my voice beard by acknowledged judges. When I told mother one day, in a sort of desperation, HI wo had no saoney In the house, her anger wss pitiful to see, and die forbade mv taking any more lessons hot aftsrnoons, when ate was ssleep, I would steel away to SohuvatoiPs den and practice, aadaooa a great event occurred. Some London artists were announced to sing some operas at our theatre, I presume, oousln, you guess the end. One of the singers wss taken sick, and I took ber place. I made some excuse to mother snd stole away. I song. I made no great sensation, but got through my part, which was considered wonderful, considering my ignorance. When I reached home I learned some one bad told of me, wad that the excitement had killed nor mother, that she wss dying. I us bed to ber and screamed, *It was for you, mother dear, Hwss for yon!"

U±i.PAYwEVKNUNG-

Sbe only said, "For sbsme, unnatural girl! Tbere is a curse upon you and ybur voice when you sing—may "Ob, cousip, I saw the charge in her face aad I fainted, and was ill for many along week after she was buried, aDd wheu I began to recover, my voice was gone but the doctor said 'with health and freedom from excitement it might come back, but a svennd attack would probably be fatal to my voice." "You see the doctor was right," said Maurice, "your voice is come usos blear and glorious as ever." "It brings me no hope," she ssid. "How could I ever sing sgsin, cousin I should hate myself."

But by strategy and patience, tact and perseverance we conquered her fear and morbid resolution never to sing, sod even obtained promise of sssistancein our concert. Mr. Dick Furnival, the only child of the widower. Sir Richard, at the Cbace, had promised to be at home with some of nis gsy friends to attend the concert, and had suggested the introduction or a little popular music in our programme, and he proposed the quartette in Rigoletta. Rosamond was to be Gilds. Shall I ever forget how she sang that night at the concert

That magnificent ringing voice, that passionate and despairing soul that sobbed in every note. The applause was erfectly deaftn ng. I glanced at Mr.

R€ick. Di

He did not applaud—he sat quite

still. During the ten minutes interval Mr. Furnival found his way to our little green room. When he banded her a bouquet sent by Lady Mordun and assured her of his fsther's delight you ought to have seen bow sbe flushed— melted—sparkled.

I don't think he ever saw ber face lit up like that before. He almost stared at her in his surprise at her rich beauty. Her song in the second nart was the mad scene from "Lucia." Under the strong influence of tbe familiar beloved music, she forgot herself for the time she was the desperate, maddened, faithful woman singing her dying song.

She clasped ner hands together feverishly, and sang, oh! how sbe ssngl After that Dick Furnival came a few times to our home in the garden and said to Rosamond, "he would come oftener if be dared, but Maurice clubbed bim remorselessly. He would not be so ungraoious,' he said, 'if he only knew what a relief it was to exohange the stiff society up yonder for a friendly chat here."

Several months after the concert we had been to some rehearsal, and coming home found a pretty cottage piano. It could have come from but one person, and I did not wish Rosamond to socept, so tbe next day sbo asked me to go with her to the Chace, and up being ushered into Mr. Furnival's presence sbe handed him tbe koy, nbd ssid: "I ask you to take this back spd'tell my cousin that I know nothing of your gift and am not to blame."

Mr. Dick flushed up hotly.' "Look here, Maurice, it is fatherTiard when a fellow is breaking bis hesrt for the sake of doing right, that he should be suspected or baying some cursed scheme or other biddeh under a matter as simple as tbis. I doa't deserve it of you, my boy. For tbesske of old days, and knowing there is no danger in the gift, as I am going away and piay never see her exquisite cold face again, let her play on the piano sometimes, will you I ask it ae a last favor, and you will not say no "I will not say no^'' 1 repeated stupid ly. "And now I think, sir, we had better 80." "You will give me your hand, Rosamond?" he said. "We shall never meet again, rememBer* after to night."'

Slowly sne put her r.and In his, and raising her head, looked into his pleading, passionate eyes, with a long, grave gaze, steadily.

And then—I wish that I bad died before I saw it—ber face changed—melted it dropped aud flushed ber eyes grew tender. "Come, Rosamond—come, my dear," I said, and sbe followed me out of the room.

Seven months passed and we bad beard nothing of Dick Furnival's movements. Will Gray had gone to London to hear a cantata which he had heard was just the thing for our little society.

Upon coming home almost the first thing he said was, "Dick Furnival is In England sgain. I saw film yesterday. He is going to marry that Miss Chelroynd and be looka the most miserable dog in the world."

That evening while wo were all singing Will triea to tell the news carelessly.

White to the very lips,sho tried to continue to sing, but she stopped suddenly, catching at her throat. "Rosamond!" I cried.

Stretching out ber hand to me with a dreadful cry, at the sound of which Will turned pale, she fell into my arms in a dead faint. Heir voice had broken again.

It was lste in June before she wss well enough to be in the gsrden again. One day, seated on her favorite bench under the larbornum, she sst sewing in tbe sbsde. Suddenly I heard hurried steps, and Dick Farnival stood in a moment before her, eager, splendid, impetuous. "Dick! Dick! Dick!" she screamed, snd rushed into hs srms.

You love me, Rosamond?" he whispered. 'Yes, I love you, my proud, splendid, fair baired darling." "Rosamond!" "Yes, ever sinoe that night I gave you the key to tbe piano."

And thus I learned that sbe could never be my darling, but would go away from us to livo in a world so widely different from ones that sbe might as well have been dead.

Haoatcd Me.

Debt, poverty and suffering hsnntsd mo for years, caused by a sick family and large bills tor doetoring, which did no good. until one psstor, 1 procured Hop Hi menced their use, and in one month we were all well, and none of us hsve been sick a day since snd I want to sav to all poor men, yon can keep your families 11 a year with Hop Bitters for less than one doctor's Workingman.

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The Wall has

per bottle, or 6 bot

tles t5. The large size Is the most economical. Sold by all prominent druggists. By Buntin & Armstrong, Terre Haute.

I as Urd

TERMS:

One year^.^. $2 eO Six months 100 Three months 60

Mail and oflioe subscriptions will, invariably, be discontinued at oxplratiou of time Address P. S. WF.8TFALL,

O Jackman Darlington,Ind Wm Herron....... .....Carlisle, Ind Frank Goodman. Casey, Ills Charley Hutehlnson Dana, Ind Mrs, Kate McCllnteck Hunters, Ind

E Morrison Worthlngton, Ind John McNamar Cory, Ind David Mlddlemus Clay City, Ind Palmer Howard Paxton, Ind John A Ira Long ........Marts, Ind/ Fred Carpenter.... .Staunton, Ind

Duvol. Prairie Creek, Ind Wm Kennett ..Pimento, Ind Louis Galney Bloom field, Ind

Smith, P.M.....m Bell more, Ind Falls........ Cloverland, Ind Courtney Wilhite .Hutsonvllle, Ills Harry Parker Robinson, Ills Ottie Devers .....Newman, Ills John Strong, Harmony, Ind

JgUILpiNG MATERIAL,

Heaa^Sa/tei'S at 815 E&it Main street. Delphi and Greencastle Itinie, Louisville, Rosetlale nnd Portland

Cement, 1 Michigan mad Newark Plaster. Plastering Hair, Lsth, Firs Brick ana lay,

QHAN

J. T. BRXNTON, M. D,

Brown's Expectorant

IS FOR SALE BY ALL DRUGGISTS.

A.KIEFER

INDIANAPOLIS.

piARPET CLEANING.

mim.w H7WA*BIS«TO* Attends promptly to Carpet and House Cleaning. Carpets taken up and relald jKornlture moved and handled with care. All work first class, and charges reasonable. Leave orders ai Ui Ohio street, or seod pe*. taieard. ,1

GED.

s?i~

record of success seldom

attained by a Western weekly paper. Ten years of increasing popularity proves its worth. Encouraged by the extraordinary success whioh has attended its publication the publisher has perfected arrangements by whioh for the coming year The Mall will be more than ever welcome in the home elrele. In this day of trashy and mpure literature it should be a pleasure to °11 good people to help in extending the olroulatlon of suoh a paper as the SATURDAY EVENING MAIL

Publisher Saturday Evening Mall, TERRE HAUTE, IND.

WHERE IT is SOLD.

E. L. Godecke Opera House Harry Buntin P. O, Lobby M. F.

Crafts.... Op p. Post Office Richard O'Brien National House Alonso Freeland...Cor. 4th and Lafayette St Joseph Sparrow Cor. 12tli and Poplar Sheriff A Ely Pans, Ills V. L.Oole...»~.. Marshal], Ills W S Smith. .SullivanInd H. Swineheart... Clinton, Ind A. a Bates. Rockvllle, Ind Hawkins A Wheeler Brazil, Ind John W. Hanna... Mattoon, Ills J. K. Langdon..... Greencastle, Ind EL A. Pratt Waveland, Ind

Davis Knlghtsville, Ind W Bucher... .J&osedale, Ind J. C. Wilson..... .Onarlestou, Ills I. E. Sinks....... .....Perrysvllle, Ind J. W. Boyer ...Vermillion, Ills Frank Bond Oaktown, Ind Willie Watts Band ford, Ind Sam'l Derriekson Eugene, Ind R. L. Turner..., ....Montozuma, Ind Johnnie Delasnmutt Shelburne, Ind V. N. Griffith Merom, Ind T. L. Jones Pralrleton, Ind Wm. J. Dnree BrldgetoD, Ind Ossle Smith ...........Bowling Green, Ind Ernest Owen „Westfield,Ilis Pontius Ishler... Martinsville, Ills

WmNichele....„..„ ..Jennison, Ills John A. Clark Livingston, Ills J. S. Bryan .......Centervllle. Ind Harvey Htubbs,...^k-.' ^Qliriiuaau, Ills G. A. Bachanan.. Juuson, Ind R. Mollroy Maxytlle, Ind A.N. Workman Scotland, Ills H. C. Dickerson J3eeleyville, Ind JoeT. McCoskey Youngstown, In HenryJackson ....York, Ills E. A.Herrlck Kansas, Ills Owen Klssner Fait banks, Ind E. Davis...... Coal Bluff, Ind

Stsne Piping and Draining Tile*, Chimney Tops, etc., etc

A. REIMAN.

My22-8m

Bacon and JLnrd.

FRESH

SMOKED SHOULDERS ANL* SIDES all summer. Also, Sugar cured canvassed HAMS, LARD, in buckets or barrels. at bottom prices, WHEAT AND RYE FLOUR, from Michigan. All goods dellvered to any jart of the city.

A. REIMAN,

My22-3rn 815 East Main street.

M-

-THE-

ELDREDGE SEWING MAC INF OFFICE

|§fc

Has been changed to &

W.H.

Greiner's Shoe Stort

Southwert corner of Fourth »D4 streets V*

It is Warrranted,

It is the most complete, dartrsble ma chine ever offered to tbe public. Being the latest, It has tbe advsnts?" of having very desirable snd new ipa provements,

Don't buy until you see it. Harry Metzeker, late solicitor for the White, will be glad to see his old cus tomers.

Ofice, southwest corner Fourth an/ Ohio streets.

W. Hr FISK, Agent?