Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 11, Number 43, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 23 April 1881 — Page 7

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THE MAIL A PAPER

PEOPLE.

FOR THE

Seeking a Fortune.

•j 0itr .» "I do hope, Eramellne, that vim will succeed in making yourself liOtkiiSeful and agreeable," mid mamma. 'She sat on the aofalooking alino while combed my hair her haMtt were foldfed resignedly in her lap, and aashe spoke &he shook her bead with a dcftibtful air. "I am sure I will try, mamma," I answered, with a little quiver in my .voice, rtiy fiflfeesa shaking sympathetic-

Jlly. "If you could only cook, jwv*^'? be1 gan mamma. "Or knew anything sister Jane chimed in. "Or ware acquainted with housekeeping "Or could tell thecUfferem-e between I beef andfdifiipsf^^tdatd Caroline. "You rttlght fnnke nice littledifhen to tempt her appetite, you know," jpmuia continued. "You could arrange her clothes and trim her caps," said sister Jane. "Or keep the room tidy and home like," said Anna "there l* nothing ar» old maid prefers to nice rooms with no dust about," "Or she might relieve her of the marketing," Caroline concluded, "and that would be it-relief, I have no doubt. I suppose ahe'doe* it herself." "It is a gmU pity she did not take a fancy to wend for one of the other girls," said mamma, when the chorus died away. "Enimeline is so yonng nnd flighty "I am wot so young, and I am not •flighty' at all!" I said, bursting into tears. ""J ain scared to death, though and you all make mo so nervous that I shall never get rny hair combed in time for the train." "I fear you care more for your hair than fqr more weighty matters," said

Jane, severely. Jane was the most tormenting girl I ever wrw—fcho was so truly superior. Z£*V!rybody said so. "J certafnly don't want to look like a (scarecrow," I said, making desiderate and vain attempts to hold the comb with a steady band. "Uenter is very fond of cats," said mamma, directly,"lira tone of solemn warning." "Ob, is she? Poor Emmeline! You know she can't endure them!" cried Caroline, with dreadfully spiteful syin-

••It' is time that Emmeline learned to conquer the weakness of her fallen "nature," observed winter Jane, with severalty. "I hope that this visit will be blesscc! to her soul's good, at least," she continued, after a serious pause, '^for I fear the worldly benefit will 1*5 small. She will be sentback in threedaysl" "I will put my bomiot on, now," sakli I, trying hard to keeping my temper.: "It is train time in ten minutes."

And then there was immediate huriy and bustle, rapid instructions as to •eatai and canary birds, and charges of oceans of love and regard to be given, along with little pen wipers, and slippers, and needle cases, and button boxes, and ondie mats, and tidies, in the manufacture of which my sisters were very accomplished. On my own part I took only my useless solf. Hut to explain how I thus came to be seeking my fortune

Three days before, mamma bad received a letter from Aunt Hester—her maiden sister—who quarreled with her twenty-one ymrn Mnnmia«*oiuu scarcely ojen it—sho looked quite dismayed. "Hester must be dead, lam sure—or at least going to die," aHfe Haiti, gazing at the scratchy black address. "Perhaps you will find information

Inside the letter," Jane said, in her »u/perior manner. And then mamma opened too letter at, once we were all a little afraid of Jane she was so very *eu»lble. If its reception had amaml us all, fancy our petrefaction when it wiia rcnui! Aunt auitl just exactly what follows: "DEAR .TANK" (mamma's name was Jane)—"1 am getting old «nd crotchety, and one of my canaries died last week aud left me ertwe. I want something to amuse me. Send me one of your girls. £kind mo Kmmeline. 1 have heard how /accomplished Jane and Anna, and Caroline are, but 1 don't want any accomplishments I want to 1)0 amused. Send me Kmmeline. I enclose a llfty dollar bill to get her at raveling bag, and pay her expenses. Tell her not to wear lace collars: I can't abide 'em. From your loving sister, HKSTKH Sen

ANTON.

1». fc*.—If she suits I will care of her, and leave her tny money. Tell her not to bring any lace collars and teach her how to clean bird cages. I won't hare the servants touch my cages."

There wore four of us girls at lionve, and we were very poor indeed, though of coni»c wo were much too genteel to earn anything so we used to haw a hard tiiite, and be very cross. Aunt Hester was worth more than a hundred thousand dollar*. Fancy. then, how wo all stared at each othor when that letter was read!

Thcv Itcgan immediately to show me how to do things. Jane made a copsuitable for a serious old maid, she said— and trieti to copy it. Caroline took in# to the grocery store to show me how to buy things. "Anna conducted me to the kitchen to teach me to cook them after thev w#re bought. Mamma led me through the house to point out where dust Is likeliest to settle, and how to get it out. And I was so terrifted by my own ignorance that 1 dkl not learn a thing. And here was. at last, on my way to awful Aunt Hooter's, overwneltued with the conviction that Jane's prophecy would prove correct, and that I would l»e red Is {Hitched in disgrace in lees than a wook*

My aunt's place w» called Urtiokride} it stood on the top of a large hill, however, and there was no brook, even at the foot of the hill. The house looked very grand to me, as the carriage, which had been brought from the station, passed before then*

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And as I went up them, I felt giwy as If 1 were walking on mr heed. The servant who opened the door asked me particularly If I was Emmeline. I »id ••Yea." and then she told metojw into such and audi a room. She looked »o wrv ladylike, and ao severe, that I had come near kissing her I thought ahe must be Aunt Heater, whom 1 had never seen aim* I was born.

I opened the door of tbe room to which 1 had been directed, and saw there handsomely dressed ladj,sllUi^upri«Ut, in a remarkably upright *ha!r, Kith her bark to the door. "Was that the carriage I heard jut now f** asked my Aunt Hester, without turning her bend. »Y» and this la uw." I answered, trying mv very heat to keep my teeth from chattering. "Are vou Kmmeline?" she went on, still staring at the fire, as if I were In 1U said Yes'm" again, and was almost

refrTy to cry i^jseemed such a strange way receive anyone to whom it was in&eaded to leave a fortune. •"Areyouaure^eu are Emmeline?" 1 said I was sure. "Well, then, you come and kiss nee," said Aunt Hester, "If yon had been one of the others, 1 should have made Martha give you your tea, and then I should sent you noma. Except Jane. If you had been Jane, you ahould have gone home without your tea. Jane's religious principle would have supported her. 1 have heard of 'em!" she added, grimly.

Nobody can possibly imagine my aroaxenjeht fit hearing even Aunt Hester speak In this manner of Jarie. felt more hauever terri fied, but I went and kissed her as she desired me. She told me then to take a seat where she could look at me. And when I had tajten it, she peered at me through ner fcye glassea until 1 felt as if her eyes were a mustard .plaster, that was spread all over me, for I tingled and burned from head to foot. Alter she bad snapped her glasses together and put them in her pOckef, she asked me if I had brought any lace collars.

When said, "No, ma'am," site P$dod her nead in a satisfied way that .rather assured me." /'But I'll Jbe bound you ctouldn't cook a steak to save your life,—now could you?" "I never was taught, mr'am." I murmured, and felt my poor cheeks burning."

Yeu can't sweep, nor dust, nor boil potatoes, either you can't even darn a stocking, or make a bed, I'm afraid," Aunt Hester went ou with infinite gusto and I saw she was determined to make me feel how perfectly^worthless I WHfl. "Aunt Hester, I -can't do anythiiw," I said. I thought better to confess everything at once, than to let that drcaaful catechism go on—"I can't do anytbingin the world!"

Aunt Hester smiled grimly, "I -didn't think you could," she aald "you don't look like it." "But- Jane, «WMI Emma and Caroline can doeverytMng," I continued rapidly, for I pTjcloed up grace to remember whatever I was myself I belonged to an accomplished family. "And they hftve »ent you some presents, Aufit Hester.'' "Ah, have they That was very kind of'em do youf know how much they ask|for Tami™ "Aunt IJester! Nothing in the world! Only your love—that was what they all said." "T wasn't-asking what they all said!" Aunt Hester looked very stormy, and took a jitowh of saulf she wis the only woman I ever saw take snufl' and the very-name Of tobacco was awful tome. "May I show tbem to you? I have them

my bag they are—at least I

thferrtc so*~Tery pretty Indeed." 1-said this very tremulously, and Aunt Hester noddg4 add fook M»no jL®ore sftulT.

So iT ffdidc'fiaste'afifl unfastened the shiny lklack bag that looked so grand at homeland so common here, and brought forth lthe* store. There were a great many, I mention pen-wipers, and slippers, and needle-cases, and buttonboxes, and candle mats, and tidies,.but there were twenty others. They looked so many and so pretty, that I was quite

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iroud of and reflected with aaded upon my own uselessness. "What do you think of them, Aunt Heftter I asked timidly, only half holding theui toward her, for she made no inovemeut to take them. "They aro lovely. Quite beautiful and so useful, too," said Aunt Hester, slowly, looking at them very attentively, and I could not tell why her praise

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on it: or is it a rosebud "My lxsom swelled for it was a loveetnbroidered shepherdess, which it had taken Jane a-wealth to make It bad bflien the pride'artd treasure of the home store, and display to many an admiring visitor. However, I did as I was tola, making carefully Jhe most compact bundle that was abto atid meant! mo Aunt Hester look^JqbMly oti, her faco getting harder evtiVmmrrte. When |it was completed, she took the package from my hands, with an awful sulfV, and wnile I gazed 'with amaze* taent, impossible even to imagine, she waikod deliberately to the pretty, open, wood lire, and laid the presents in the very midst of the flames.

I could not suppress a cry. Aunt Heater Uirned round with a very red face, and sniffed in an uncomprehenslble and dreadful manner a dozen time looking straight at me, as if I were the cause of it.

Well, then Let 'em call things by their right name," said Aunt Hester. liCt 'cm tell me what they ask for 'em and notoflter to buy my love with cotton tidies! They are worth about five dollars and I'll send 'em five dollars S"

While we stood there watching them burn—I didn't think the great tire of London wouki have seemed so terrible to mo, it I had been there to see it—the door opened, and the personage who had received me entered. I now discovered that this was that Martha who would have been commissioned to send sister Jane home without her ten, and it it were possible to imagine any one fitted for such a task. Si would have »r tainly have been hier. "Miss Scranton," said she solemnly, •John savs please ma'am is he to put the carriago up now, or will you want it again? Ho\ afraid the horse will take cold standing so long V* "Kmmeline, tell me truthfully, did YOU

make any of that trash?" said my aunt, pointing at the fireplace with her knitting needHI and aorowling very dreadfully.

No, Ma'am," I whimpered, frighten ed but steadfast. "I could not «u*» anything half so pretty "Then you can tell John to put the carriage uf,wsald Aunt Hester, ignoring mv last remark. "And you can tell hfm also to go to the steward to-morrow morning, for what I owe him and a month's extra wages, and to leave Brookside bv noon. I don't want my sen-ants senrling reminders to me. I*t 'em wait till I send to them 1" "Yea, Misa Srrantaf and tea ia ready," said Martta, aMrnly unmoved.

So we went to tea: ahd the moment tea was over, Aunt Hester sent me to bed. after first Inquiring If 1 could play criblwge, and hearing that I could not, she informed me that Martha ahould teadMBMi to-morrow and further •he wan glad of my ignorance, as woulft aome chance of gminji the truth about •aquenoa toto m* And that mdm ity 1st «%mii|r at Broobhit.

I did not sleep a wink that night, cried from nine o'clock until twelve, and tfcett r*W wrtetwart, hopfeglHigr would malm ma fall aUttla whit a comfort it waato her—but most have been dreadfully wkked, tar I **ajitot as unhappy afterward* aa before. Aunt Heater neetned to me worse than the awfal (Slant Deapair that had tramblcd at ever since I could look at the pkiurt* in Pilgrim's Progwaa and I felt from the depths of mjr heart that I would rather go home, and "compromise my

disposition," as Caroline said, by taking in washing, than live at Brookside, to end by being the mistress of a fortune.

I shall not describe my daya there, one by one it would take me a week to tell how often Aunt Hester terrified me by her strange ways, and how I provoked her in my prescribed course of cribbbge, chess and backgammon. She was excessively fond of all these games, and soan deposed Martha from her poet of teaching to take it up herself. 1 soon saw, however, that Aunt Hester meant to be very kind—after her fashion. Instead of five, she enclosed fifty dollars in an envelope, and despatched it to the girla, saying not aword about the tidies, though she took good care not to send her love. And I had been there but a day or two before she went with me to town, and bought me two of the prettiest dresses that I ever had bad in my life and twenty other things besides. But when the woman showed her some lace collars—they were heavenly—ahe grew excessively angry, and walked out of the store in a huff. "To think a decent gentlewoman could be found willing to tie her neck up in a yellow cobweb," she said and I know that shopwoman lost a good deal that morning by her il'-advised courtesy

My greatest trials were the banarles and the cats one canary, and one cat in particular, lor they were Aunt Hester^ prime favorites. Amongst other things, I was expected to arrange the cages, put the water and seed where they belonged, and, hardest task of all, every day to close doors and windows, and let the pretty, noisy little creatures fly about the room for exercise. Well. I won't mince the matter, for I have hardly courage even yet to tell of the catastrophe that shortly befel me.

One afternoon, while I was busy putting them back into the cages, their fluttering, mushy little bodies alwaysthrowing me in a cold perspiration, when I held them carefully In my hand. Dick, the favorite, perched himself behiua some books, in an immensely tall old bookcase, and obstinately refused to listen to the voice of persuasion, or to be dislodged by such small missiles as I dared dispatch in his direction.

Miserable me! I stepped out of the room to get a broom, Intending to Insinuate the handle into his retreat, and thus playfully persuade him to come down I left the door ajar, thinking the brooui was just outside. It wasn't. Most wretched me! Without remembering to close the door, I went in search of one, nnd found it, immediately in the lower ball where Martha had left it. I wasn't gone three minutes. If I were dying, 1 would still be ready to maintain with my latest breath, that I wasn't gone three minutes. But, oh! what dreadful things inay happen in that short space!

When I closed the door behind me there was Scorcher (the cat) licking his horrrible, treacherous paw, apd three or four little yellow feathers, sprinkled with small red flecks, fluttering pitifully about the floor.

I think I swooned. I have no distinct remembrance of anything further, until my aunt's awful figure rose before me out of the mist that swam before my eyes, fixing Its petrifying gaze upon me. I stared back helplessly. "Aunt, I think Dick must be dead," I murmured, In a feeble voice, which I did not recognise at all. I don't know what I expected her to do. If she had ordered Martha, who looked In then from the doorway with grim calmnesa, to hold me motionless, while she set

However, in the morning at breakfast Aunt Heater mentioned inadvertently, that she had bought some new bird-seed the previous morning, and that she preferred I would use that tip-day in arranging the ctwea. 1 choked, I was so overcome and catching sight of my face in the mantel inirrar, I saw it was white and frightened enough to have provoked the pity of anything human. Aunt Hester was particularly kind to me, all that day, and the next, and the next. And I was constantly so filled with gratitude that having no other way to express it, was absolutely obliged to throw down whatever work I was doing, and leave the room, to shed In secret the tears that I was afraid to show before Aunt Hester.

But when, one evening of that same week, we were playing cribbage and when five distinct times she had foreborne to scold me for counting sequences incorrectly, human nature could bear no more. I laid down my cards, and began ta ery. "Well, what's the matter now?" Aunt Hester asked, looking at me over the tops of her glasses with a sort of interest which I suppose the grown-up folks of Brodlgnag may have felt in that odd little Gulliver.

Only you are so good!" I choked out, weepingly. "Don't take it so hard!" said Aunt Hester, encouragingly "maybe 111 get over it. I'm a pretty old woman, true, but there isstilfsotne change before I die."

If I could only do something for you," I murmured pathetically. "Don't be a fool, Emmeline," said Aunt Hester "take up your cards and

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY ^EVENING MAIL

Scorcher to

eating me, I shouldn't have thought it strange, or imagined the punishment to be dlsproportioned to the crime.

But she did not. She did not evgn and marched sternly out of the door. That was the very worst thing she could have done—it left my fate still mysterious. 1 really think I came near dying with terror: but, at last. I crept up to my room, ana went to bed, and to steep, supposing of course that I would be sent home in the morning, in the often predicted disgrace.

I peg .two." But the converaa-

ttaifinuat Bave rested upon her mind, for she asked me presently if I could make white cake? That was the last thing mamma had taught me so I said yea, delightedly. Then said she, "Well, you may make some to-morrow—it's the only decent sort of cake Scorcher likes it too."

Could anything have been more delicate than that? I went to bed aa happy as an angel.

The cake woke me at about four o'clock next morning, and the moment breakfast wan over, I want Into the kitchen and sit aboat it.

The cook had allowed the fire to go down—to go out, rather, and openi the oven doom to teat thai, I ton them barely warm. It was provoking. Still there waa comfort in the thought that nobody except myself would he even Indirectly concerned In the manufacture of that memorable cake, for I insisted upon making even the fire my self. That enraged Sarah, the cook, and to my delight, ahe vamosed the ranche, aa theysaj in California, and left me mistress of all I sarrey.

My felkity waa complete. I walked busily to and fro first at this cloeet and then at that, getting the delicate materials. It would not take five minutea to put them together, I knew, ao I waited calmly until the fire should begin to burn brightly before the Important «tep was taken. Scorcher waa pottering about the kitchen with the grave and dignified air of one overlooking the service intended for himself, for I suppose

he knew perfectly well the aecrgt history of the cake and It is hard to say whicn of us felt the more satisfied and important.

At last even Scorcher disappeared—I heard him mewing dreadfully somewhere and I was alone and happy.

Soon the fire burned nicely. Tmixed the delicious composnd aa quickly aa possible—it looked beantifully white and light as a snow-flake ana by the time it waa ready, so, I thought, were the ovens I slipped it in the one of which the door was still open, for I had swung to the other with my foot soma ten minutes before, fortunately forgetting one, ffor I could net have opened it with my precious burden In my hands and then I left the kitchen to cool my cheeka, for they were burning hot with pleasurable excitement.

I went into the sitting room where Aunt Hester waa knitting in high good humor. "How goes the famous cake?" ahe asked with unaffected interest."Beautifully, aunt I shall go to look at in about ten minutes." "Well, you can hold this twist of yarn, and let me wind it, then," said Aunt Hester, glandng at the clock. "Don't be afraid I shall interfere with that precious cake. I can get through in five minutes at most."

I sat at her knees in blissful expectancy, looking at the patient, slowly going old clock every three seconds—for It seemed to me that a quarter of an hour must surely have slipped away ere the half of five minutes was marked on its white moonface.

Presently I noticed Aunt Hester looking curiously around the room, and particularly so at the fire. This, half a docen times before I spoke of it. "What in the matter, Aunt Hester?" I asked thea. "Do you see anything?"

Aunt Hester sniffed. "No, I don't. I smell something, though," Aunt Hester said, sniffing with gradually increasing emphasis, and still looking anxiously about.

I began to smell something, too. "Perhaps it is the cake, Aunt Hester," said I. "Shall I go and look "Cake, indeed!" cried my aunt, with much asperity. "It is not the cake, unless you have made it out of woolen rags ana old shoes, and fried it at that and I hardly suppose you have done that." 'Maybe Martha has thrown some of your merino scraps into the fire," I suggested. "Merino smells very badly when it is burning."

If she has, she walks to-morrow!" cried Aunt Hester, with wringing wrath. Merino scraps into my fire, indeed! You can look."

I looked, but investigation proved Martha entirely guiltless. The odor, whatever it was, grew rapidly worse. It waa a most extraordinary and dismal scent. I can't describe it, for never before or since, have my nostrils been assailed by anything at all resembling it in quantity or quality. It was almost unbearable. "I believe the gas pipes have tguat in the cellar," cried Aunt Hester, auqdenly rising in dismay, with her fiindkerchief to her nose. "Cfet me my sCnelling salts, and call Martha. I'll go down and see. We'll have an explosion in fire minutes, at this rate."

I got the smelling salts, and saw the two depart in haste, my aunt applying the salts to one nostril while she held the other smothered In her handkerchief. In the excitement of that singular and fearful odor, I had quiet forgotten my cake but now, glandng at the cloek, found that the alloted ten minutes had elapsed. I flew to the kitchen for, howeyer the mystetv.miirhtJtiajsnl vad-lLwas good.

I entered that fatal door, in happy unconsciousness of anything I had ever left undone to call down upon my devoted head that blackness of darkness which was waiting to descend upon it. Can anybody, learned in psychology, iu magnetic forces, In the occult powers that underlie our thoughtless, laughiug, every day life, explain to me the sudden and deadly horror that seized upon the moment the kitchen door closed

explained at once the smell And ifcaf ^Vith^ a courage torn of despair, I knew that the worst had happened. I had felt the sharpest arrow of fate, ands could accept any after wrath with froaM* calm.

In spite of the choking, suffocating, horrible, intolerable, penetrating smell, in spite of the close not kitchen, I was cold to the innermost drops of blood in my heart. But I was calm. I got a plate, and went to look at my cake, It was well dode, brown and beautiful. I covered it quickly with a cloth to keep it as much as possible from the noisome odors, ana put it in the closet and shut the door.

Then I opened the door of the other oven. I did not go blind. Yes, It was all true. There lay Scorcher, baked alive!

I heard nty aunt still painfully groping the darkness—for she had been afraid _j take a candle with her—and I knew she was sure to keep searching for some time for the leak in the gas pipes.

I went upatairs—I went up very softly —and put on my things, and put my -portmonnaie in my pocket. Then I wrote my aunt a little note. This is what I said:

DKAR Auirr HBSTTKR—It was Seorch1 baked him in the oven. I did not mean to, and I think I had better go home. Your loving niece,

EMXELIKB THORN."

I got out of the houae before my aunt came up from the cellar, and fled swiftly to the depot. I was ln timettrthe train, and reached home safely thai evening. I did not tell the girla atiytMftg about Scorcher I said I was homesick, and had come home on a visit. I waa convinced it would be a pretty long one. *1 think Jane suspected something, but ahe did not know what.

But I had only been home little more than a week when I received the follow-, ing aaswer to tb4 note I bid leH fw Aunt Heater: "DKAS XI»L'P,—The,carriage will be at the *MUi*n foey«tu, at fisfe tomorrow afternoon, add I wonVhave my horses taken out for Mfthtnc. I have given my canariea away 1 have had the rest of the oata wrawned, and I dost keep any dege ao there ia nothing left for yon to has* except Martha or me. And we at* willing to try and protect ourselves. 1 see these is nothing earthly that yon can do,ao of coone you hive to be taken cave at. Your loving aunt,

Hrarrnt SCBA*IOI«."

I have beanJiving with AtfllJWc| nearer WW feadr^ umn Itfvw made tny mom white cake, nor have I since baked even a kitten. Week before last Aunt Heater rode over to see my mamma.

A SAWS MAM.

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The Mall has a record of success seldom^ attained by a Western weekly paper. To*, years of increasing popularity proves ltf^ worth. Enoouraged by the extraordinary success which has attended its publication the publisher his perfected arrangements by which for the ooming year The Mail will be more than ever welcome in the home circle* In this day of trashy and impure literature' it should be a pleasure to all good people tctf help in extending the circulation of such a paper as the a

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Mail and offloe subscriptions will, invariably, be discontinued at expiration of timey Address JP.

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WKSTFALL,

Publisher Saturday Evening Mail,

KUHH^A'lv r/iuavu only prao ical wwkmen in this citj hav* ing worked both In Organ and Piano manufactories, with a roily equipped workshopat our command, all repairs are,executed the same as. at manufactory. Call or sead for pamphlet giving list or references and a treatise on how to take proper care of thepiano. PARTICULAR NOTICE TO OUTSIDE

RESIDENT*.

No traveling agents or toll cl ton employed. All calls promptly attended to. either by myself or son Albert.

Eldredge Sewing Machine Office- i' Has been changed to '9.t?

Fisk's Stone Pump Bnilding No. 117 South Third street, between Ohio and Walnut, west side.

It is Warranted.

It is the most complete, desirable machine ever offered to the public. Being the latest, it has the advantage of having

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TERRE HAUTE, IND.

jPRANK PRATT, Importer and^Dealer la ITALIAN MARBLE AND GRANITIC

MONUMENTS,

Htatnary, Yases, *«.. COR.' FIFTHJJAND WALNUT ST». TERRE HAUTE, IND.

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Respectfully, L. KUS8NER..

Palaoe 1 Music, Terre, Haute.

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desirable and new improve*

ment*. Don't buy until you see tt. Harry Metseker, late solicitor for the White, will be glad to see his old customers.

Office. 117 South Third street, second door north of Fonts, Hunter A Go' livery Stable.

W. H. FISK, Agent.

THERailroad,

IMPROVED

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Wagon, Track and others. I will raarantee them the best scales made, and Furnish them at wlcesthat defy competition. Be sure and inquire Into the merits of this scale before purchasing elsewhere. For circular)! and full particulars, address

particulars, address Hi, J. AUHTIN, Patentee, Terre Haute, Ind.

Scales of all kinds tested and repaired promptly. Bhop, corner 4th and Qulfck sts.

TI7 & BROWN, Dealer and Shipper in

Hogs, Cattle and Sheep.

Cash paid for Hogs, Cattle and Sheep all

,bOlice

on Fourth street, one door south of«

Hendnson House. Mock yards oua mile and feed pens, stub

IIAscale* IS lt«a MSiiMMiaart rt' All

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STECK PIANOS

JBctag received at

Knssoef Palac« of Mosic

I aaftkndartjr Invtte an tnsiiectkn and emnSSto^thecteM^ *nd nMMteasdtng

anytblac fown. «'ay «r«r, and seU in the same way. Butcher Stuff alwar* oa hand.

Ko thieve* or legal advlaeia wanted., W. H.BRQWJf.

LTTWCH ROOM.

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