Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 12, Number 22, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 26 November 1881 — Page 2

THBMAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

TKRRE HAWS NOV. 28, 1881

TO-DA AND TO-MORROW.

If there come tome Joy to me, Would you have me stay, With that Joy to sweeten life

Yes Heart, may to-dav." Well, then, If I have a dream Of itome coming sorrow, Shall I want to feel Its fear "That will do to-morrow."

If uato some loving heart I've a debt to pay? ... -M "Ah! that is a mighty debt.

Pay It, Heart to-day.* If I'm forced from bitter wrongs Cruel words to borrow "Then, dear Heart, there if no baste

Keep them till to-morrow.

"Duty, Kindness and Soeoesri^ Lorn by slow delay: mmi Doty bath a doable right when it claims to-day: Kindness dies If it must wait

Success will not stay— Unto them comes so to-morrow, «they lose ttwiay. lr ,yc^^if "Bat for Debt and doubt and Anger,

Bat for useless Sorrow, Better you should wait a day— Keep them for to-morrow,

And as every day's to-day, You may patlenoe borrow, Thus forever to put off fu $Jf

Such a bad to-morrow."

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Harper's Bazar.

The Ikempletoru Tea-

nots

,J pots.

"Well, ef it don't beat all! I'm struck all of a heap "An' •what's more," pursued the striker, leaning a little furtl^r from his wagon ana speaking through tightlyshut teeth, as if thereby the sound would be prevented from passing beyond the listeners, "there ain't no backin' down, as you might think. If ever you seo a face sot, you'd a seen it this mornin', an' she loo kin' back all the time, too, as if I was carryin' her to vault in the lower graveyard. I declare I'd just about as soon. I hain't got over it yit." "But for the land's sake! Why didn't Dianthy stop bor?" "Past stoppin*. These little folks, when they do take the bit between their their teeth, dou't stop for 'whoa.' Dianthy wasn't up, nuther. You'd ought to hev seen her when I druv up with Lucindy. 8he come nigher speakin'out when I banded in that hair trunk than she's done for ten year. But I guess the town'll be in an uproar when it knows. It ain't a-goin' to allow it." "How'll it hender it. Lamson, I'd like to know?" "Don't know," said the first speaker, •"but ther's got to be a way found. Why, this mornin' Hiram come out, an' his wife, too. They're a good-sort o' folks ef they do run the town farm, an' Hiram sez, 'Now, Miss Templeton. I told you before, an' I tell .you now agin, 'taint no use.. You ain't a pauper, and you jest cant and shan't change off.' 'I've settled it,' sez she, hard and stiff as Dianthy herself. 'You're bound to keep Lucindy, an' ef I choose to change plaoos with Lucindy. it's nobody's business but my own. Ef you wont let her go. I'll stay hero, whether or no. Town 4(11 At*t Xt«i« mnrlo up my mind. There ain't notbin* but death can change it.' Lucinda clim up to the seat before Hiram could Intefere, an'druv off, an' how they'll settle it can't say, but there she is. The last word I heard her say was, 'Hiram, there's no peaoe for me anywheres bun here, an' here I mean to stay.'" "She's out of her mind," said old Hubbard, picking up the rake dro in his first surprise. "There'll have to bo a special meetin' called, an* I'll see about it this very day." "Better let folks manage their own aflhirs," returned Lamson, gathering up the reins. "I don't know as I drur her •over, if I'd understood exactly what she wanted, an' then agin I don't know. But I) will say I thought I'd like to see how Dianthy would take it. It beats me.' Chloe Templeton in the poor-house au' thorn Tompletons 'th money enough to buy yon 'u' me out this minute." "Twouldu't take no groat to do that, said old Hubbard, returning to his work astonishment still predominating in his iteathory face and Lamson drove on, the tall llffure of womau appearing in the open doorway of a house above, as if she had boen watching the interview, mnd were half disposed to speak. Hubbard made a stop forward as if uncertain whether to speak or not, but retreated suddenly as the door shut with a bang "Templeton temper," he said, shaking Ills grizzled head "but who'd a thought Chloe had any of it I cal'late she got despirit, au' struck out of any kind change, an' I dou't wonder nuther,"and with another shake he settled to work, pausing at intervals to ejaculate. Well it beats me!"

Half way up Brecknock, so towering and assertive a hill that anywhere but in New Hampshire it must nave been a mountain. Even now its claims to that title were not to be disregarded. Year after year the seleet-menthreatened to labor no longer on a road more and more siren over to gullies and sudden small landslides and big stones, which, appearing mysteriously in the wav, could never be accounted for save Sy diabolic agency. Year after year the two or three farmers who* tempted Providence by a permanent wrestle with the thin layer of soil barely hiding the granito below, gathered to work out the road tax, the patient oxen painfully marking out the deep furrow on either side, and pondering why hnman beings should make so muoh evidently useless work both for men and oxen. For read making in the New England hill country is simply a piling of clods and lumps and loose stone* down the center of the winding way, chance wagons in part distributing it, and rain ana wind soon returning all to the original position, ready for the next annual upheaval.

Why Isaiah Templeton bad chosen Breakneck "pastures, when river meadows fat with corn aad wheat lay below, he never told, bat the choice had been triad©. Half way up the hill. A turn its the road, and between two rocky pasture*, where sweet-fern and brake deputed place with every root ef gas*, a strip of land, every stone long ago laboriously removed, and entering Into the well-built wall on either side. On the pasture aide raspberry bushes and wild grapes and rambling vines in general had it all their own way, bat Isaiah Templeton1* lifelong fight with weeds bad not been unavailing, and Diantha, his eldest bora pursued them with even a greater vigor and determination, affirming that had every farmer done his duty half as well, Canada thistles would have been confined to Canada and daisies have become aa extinct spedea.

ntba, Altbe* aad Chloe—strange uit-jfor the three middte-aged women

in he weather-stained house with the sloping roof, where mosses grew in spite of Miss Diantha. and on whose aides a faint red still lingered, though sixty years Had passed since it first showed bright against the dark wood behind and above it. Whatever latent poetry in the rustic. little farmer had prompted the names, had died with him. Watt's Hymn's being the nearest approach to such frivolity tolerated by either Diantha or Althea, two grim and determined females, with faces as hard as the stones that made up the most of their patrimony, and who, through Miss Chloe's girlhood, had carefully repressed the tendency to sentiment less sedulously bidden than now. oi

Years had thinned Miss Chloe's hair, sharpened still more the nose sharp in the beginning, tipped it with a frosty red, and printed crow's feet about the faded blue eyes, always gentle and filling with tears as quickly as in her silent and sensitive girlhood. Life held small leisure. Books were a waste of precious time, and more and more batter and cheese the chief end of woman and thus Miss Chloe's sentiment found no outlet sate in the flower bed, which in spite of Miss Dianthy's arguments, held its place under the south window, and in Summer filled the little sitting room with a perfume altogether out of place in those upright quarters.

In the old hair trunk well hidden between towels and pillow-cases, lay Miss Chloe's chief treasure, a time worn copy of Mrs. Hemans, bearing on the fly-leaf in cramped letters the inscription: "To Miss Chloe Templeton, from her well wisher, Josiah Green." Something more than a well-wisher Josiah would willingly have been, but Miss Diantha had set her face against it, and Josiah, after a short period of dejection, married pretty Sophy Downer, and slept now with {us lathers in the old graveyard. For years Miss Chloe kept the little book folded in tissue paper and laid awav, but with the funeral took it out as if death gave right, unclaimable before, and read and wept over it at night, the only time when sharp ears and eyes and tongues gave her respite from continuous observation and direction.

For both Diantha and Althea. quarrel ing was their daily food. What one wanted the other did not,.and all day long the hard voices sound from the kitchen or pantry, Chloe cringing as they rose and fell, but silent as years had taught her to be. Miss Althea preferred salt-risin's," Miss Diantha "hop 'eaa^ strong o' the hops." Miss Althea demanded pumpkin pie without Miss Diantha pronounced them, in tHat condition, "not fit for pigs." Miss. A1 thea demanded Orange Pekoe stee. Miss Diantha Oolong boiled: Miss Cfiloe in her private mind, clung to Younj Hyson, but would have drunk gall am wormwood, rather than make any diffl culty—in fact, may be said to have done so in any case. Miss Diantha, as eldest, threw out the Orange Pekoe, rinsed the teapot viciously with expressions of deep disgust at the fatal blindness of any creature who would drink such stuff, and stood guard over the stove until the tin teapot gave out the rank steam she loved to sniff.

With many desires for revolt, none had yet come but one morning Miss Althea, having watched the operation to boiling point, beth for herself an teapot, determined upon active measures, ana suddenly seizing it, ran across the road and threw it with all her force over the fence bordering the "gully wood road," whore, bounding from stone to stoue in the almost sheer descent, it lay at last in the brook below. ..

Miss /oi- tne {moment, speechless, poured out,* as breath return ea,a torrent of rage on the triumphant Miss Althea, who took down an earthen teapot from the shelf and proceeded to scald it. "As sure as I'm a living sinner, I'll break it if you put it on the fire," said Miss Diantha, anew grimness in voice and eye. "Try it," said Miss Althea, defiantly. "I calculate you'll findmore'n one kind o' tea kin be drunk in this house. I've stood you some years too much, an' as fast's you break, I'll buy. You hain't fergot the will, an' that all expenses has got to be equally shared by the three, or as many as lives. It'll be a leetle hard on Chloe, but then she's used to you imposin' on her, an' a grain more won't make much difference." "Sisters," Miss Chloe began, in an agony of tremulousness and apprehension, "for mercy's sake. Oh dear! how can you? Why aon't we each have a teapot, an' why didn't I think of that before? Therms one for each, and a caddy apiece, too—the little ones grandfather brought home. Oh, don't look that way, Dianthy, an' Althv, too! To think that we're all sisters, an' alone in the world! For pity's sake!" "Bestill!" said Miss Dianth, imperatively. "An' now, Althy Templeton, you near my last word to you. When _you say you're sorry for this mornin work, I'll say back,'an' not before. will's fixed sot we can't split nor divide, an' long as we live there's got to be three iu the house. Well, I wouldn't split if 1 could. Folka'll ask, an* you kin tell. I'm done."

Done truly. Eight years had passed, and not one word had Miss Diantha been heard to speak. If direction was needed, she wrote on a slate and handed it to Miss Chloe, who acted as mediator and interpreter. Confident that a day would end it, Miss Althea had gone her way. missing more than she would have told the war of words which, after all, had been only words—a family privilege, never destroying a certain family feeling, holding its place under all assaults But as day after day went by without a sign, she, too, grew more determined, and if an occasional spasm of desire for the old state—or perhaps a better state— of things visited her, she pat it sternly ray. Daily the two face* settled harder and harder lines daily Miss Chloe's eyes grew more apprehensive.

The three caddies die had filled at once, the time for some decisive action on her part seeming to have come at last beyonaany question, ahd daily she took down the three teapots hidden for years in the recesses of the upper shelf of the china closet—one old blue, the last piece of a set longago scattered or destroyed one a tiny wedgewood. a great-aunt's property, and last, the bronsed-colored earthern one that mother bad sometimes used. The three had each its own place on the stove, and carious neighbors who had beard that there was Something beyond the common goin' on at the

Templetons" looked at them with sus-

gdonasln

some wav accountable for

difficulty, and at last with a shake of the head as the silence refused to yield. The minister argued and pleaded, the deacon came singly and in a body, exhorting and threatening suspension of church privileges, and the parish was in a ferment till anew chase for discusskm arose In another quarter, reverting to this, however, with surprising constancy.

By degrees Miss Althea had grown almost as aileM as the elder sister, whose life seemed a black shadow, darkei' even the sunshine of Summer or the den light of autumn oa the hills.

Mfcp Chloe grew more haggard day, and her forlorn blue eyes, red rimmed with much crying, brimmed

over for months, as she looked appeal 'ranptjier.

The hint passed witho eveninar in early April

Eer

rode swiftly up urstinto the house by the dim lamp, Lucin her monotonous flow sisters silent. "She's dying," tors said that she migl there." "Who?" I

Miss Althea had risen fierce and rigid, clutci boy as she spoke. "Miss Templeton.' away, "Hiram told team." "Run, then," Miss "The fastest Yiall'sgoi quick."

Lng'i Thi

Anything

ingly from one was Detter than __ and the two facap always "with a\ eyes, "Oh, why didn't I evpr think of these threeteapotebefine?" Cbloejnoaned to the old "0ir*i an easy way out of all the trouble an* there I let It go on, an' now I shall always be responsible."

No argument availed against this conclusion. and iio length of time proved sufficient to overthrow it. Months ran into years at last, but time seemed never to deaden the eontinuou» self-reproach of this Templeton. who had

absorbed

the conscience of the whole generation, and who sought vainly to reconcile irreconcilable forces. "When an irresistible wave encounters an immovable rock, what is the result?" had questioned Leander Lamson, home from Dartmouth, and overflowing with sophomoric logic and old Lamson, after a pause for reflection, answered: "T&rnal smash for whatever comes between."

Miss Chloe had come between, and her looks indicated something equaivalent to "tarnal smash."

Lucinda Wetherbee. once the owner of a small but profltoble farm, had "signed" former brother, a luckless scamp, who fled to the West when the crash came, leaving Lucinda at sixty to face it as she might. The end was the town farm, where the poor creature wont for life, too crushed by the sudden cessation of all the small activities that had made her world to think of other methods. Her mind failed partially, and she appeared periodically at houses she had been accustomed to visit, com§ plaining that che society at the town farm was not what she had been accustomed to or expected, and that "she'd come to stay a spell, an' an' git the taste out her mouth."

When Miss Chloe had made the arrangement and agreement to exchange she refused to tell, answering every inquiry in the same unvarying \gptds: "We thought we'd each hev a change."

She took up her life on the hi born to the place, and to the asi ment of everyone, Diantha change with no break in theim silence. But when the appeared and appealed to ena the scandal and go for her sister, who bad banishi in the hope.or bringing listened until even old his last word, and then for a few moments, laid table and left the room. "She's got a dumb de Piper, as he read slowly

Chloe has made her

she can lie in it. She she can stay. If you wi any other way, I will

Miss Althea went but once, a fury of angtf| as she crossed the wi and venting itself in terror to everyone withll tance. Underneath th ing and affection real! had passed beyond any pretlng the perverse ai manifestation. She lay" with closed eyes, her more patient, and slow by one. "When Diantha comes back," was all she could Althoa, worn out with heri mence, went unwillingly aw&y.

The winter went by. Miss Alth upon Lucinda "by inches," as the 'ghbors said, as if in this way to atone for past lack toward Chloe. The reluct-^, aullfflw QuKbuuli Spring canio slow] on, and in the "Devil's Gully," by tiro mill, faint green showed here and there between the lingering drifts. The road to'the town farm, selaem used, had been almost impassible, but Hiram, at intervals, had'brought word tkat ^Miss Chloe was aboutihe same, fur's see, but maybe her own better."

ing neii

Lucinda burst into 1 "Bestill, you fool!" Diantha's voice, with its mand, "I'm goin' on snatching her liood, she climbed from the long-disdbed horse^ block to the horse's back, and with dangling stirrups and flapping rein she held her place by sheer will, as the frightened animal tore down the hill and through

gate

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the village street, still, as his slackened, urging him en over the iour miles between her and the chance of speech.

Up hill and down, through thiek wood and between low meadows, the rush of the swoollen river drowned in the clatter of hoofs, and at* last the faint twinkling of lights of the farm.

The horse'stood with drooping head And steaming flanks as she slid from his back, and pushing aside the startled and curious group about the door, went up stairs and toward the room to which Hiram pointed.

She passed swiftly in the doctor and attendant were motioned out by a hand so imperative that none ooula gainsay it, ana Diantha, bolting the door, turned to the bed, and after one look at the motionless form upon it, fell on her knees and buried her face in the eoverlet. "I thought you'd feel bad, Dianthy," Miss Chloe said, the words coining faintas if from some remote distance. "I ought you'd come, an' held out an' waited. There isn't any time now, but, Dianthy, you must premise me one thing. Yen must go home and let bygones be begones. I want you to be good to Althea."

Miss Diantha raised her face, white and set, as if death had touched her, too. She lifted her hands as she knelt. "Dont, Dianthy—dent!" Chloe cried, trying to rise.

Before you, that I've killed,

swear

Mlas Diantha, solemnly. an'I'll hold It

'ftud

Tve

held my to now for pun: to livin' soul Templeton." "Ob, Dianthy, dont!" wailed Mlas Chloe. falling hack ou her pillow, ending with thfo last appeal the leng entreaty of her life.

t. The last word I say

I say to you new, Chloe

When Miss Althea entered with the doctor, the elder sister sat motionless and silent by the bed. In silence die pointed to Miss Althea as the oae to make arrangements, and waited till nothing further remained to be done. In silence she rode home, and shut herself into her own room, and ther^ die remained till the hour for the ftyfceral aervices, held in the old church moo.

From every quarter the people flocked In.' No such opportunity haa come for yean of seeiiwail the actors in this village tragedy, and Miss Diantha faced them all with a composure that made tile more sensitive shiver, and moved saany to fierce anger. 'The old minister broke down as he tried to tell the gentleness and patieace of thesoul that had passed beyond need of human words, and for an instant there waa an ominous rustle, as if then and there udgment must be had on those who had laid on It feburden,' too heavy to be borne.

Miss Diantha stood by the grave until the last shovelful of earth had been laid on, then turned and walked home, stopping for a moment at the village store. When Mias Althea returned her door was shut, and no sound was heard from the room until the next morning. But as they made preparations for tea, Miss Althea saw that the three teapots and caddies had been removed and that an earthen one and a tin ciddie filled with Orange Pekoe stood on the lower shelf, and knew that by this sign Miss Diantha had spoken and renounced her own will, once ior all.

Tears followed. Lucinda lingered, unchanged in look, and clinging more and more to Miss Althea, who had aged suddenly when Chloe died, and who made continued efforts to break Miss Diantha's silence. But, though a certain wistfulness seemed at times to show itself, she only, when appealed to, shook her head solemnly, and retreated to her own room. What secrets the old walls kiiew, who can tell? What sorrow and "late repentance! But none knew till a morning came, when, alarmed by the long silence. Miss Althea went in to find her with wide-open eyes, but powerless to mo'ye from 4he floor where she had fallen. In the open drawer ef the old bureau lay Miss chloe's Bible, the worn volume of Mrs. Hemans. and near them the broken Tragments or the three teapots, each in a folded napkin.

A week of quiet waiting, and then, in the hours between night and morning, Miss Diantha [suddenly lifted her bead. "I thought you'd come, Chloe," she •aid, And with the words was gone.

When her will was opened they found, first, a legacy of 91,000 to "Hiram Steele •nd^ wife for kindness to my sister Chloe," and then an order that on the plain tombstone erected for her should be amply the words, Diantha Templetoni aged seventy-three. 'I was dumb. I opened not my mouth for shame.'"

And so at last people knew that the •corn and indignatioh, never quite lost •ten in the long years since Miu Chloe's death, had been accepted as just punishment, and that Miss Diantha hadlcnown row, and left this last message of tacit fession and repentance.

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Dallas, (Texas), Christian Preacher. The editor of the Preacher has received an invitation to attend Barn urn's Show, and along with the invitation are indorsements from "the religious press and the reverend clergy.'' Notwithstanding this appreciated courtesy and extraordinary commendation, we decline. We cannot support a class of men that live only to gratify idle curiosity and to cultivate the haaar appetites. We cannot countenance a business thoroughly devoted to "the lusts of the flesh and the lusts of the eye." Barnum may be ever so temperate and a perfect saint, bqt he can no more reform the circus than he can reform Satan himself. It is claimed that Garfield attended and praised hiscircus but, if he did. he set a bad example and did wrong. Toe circus takes money from poor and starving,

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drs of kid gloves twisted up in it. husband never came near her, but her brother tried his best to get her cleared." "Do the women you search belong to a very low class?" "I search the worst and the best. Many cases never get into tho papers, Well-dressed and respectable women often get drunk and disorderly, and are brought in, and tbey send for me to go to the station and search their pockets for their names and address, and for morphine, as these women are all morphine chewera." "If a husband is sent for to take his wife home, and pay a fine, he always lays her wrong-doing to morphine. There ia another class of women—old maids, who work in shops by the day, who once or twice a year go out on a spree with some gentlemen friends, who are sure to accuse them of stealing their poeket-bobks. One man dropped his pocket-book on the street, and bad a lady arrested, whom he said had picked it up. I searched her, but found nothing, and she was let go." "Are they very much frightened when you examine them?" "Yes, and they offer me everything to let th$m go, but I tell them I must do my duty, and usually coax them a little but if they resist, they know I would use main force. Sometimes I have such hard characters to search that the policemen who bring them in are afraia to let me go in a room alone with them. But they never offer me any harm. Some of them are dressed beautifully, and with good taste, too. It is not allowable for the men to search them but one respectablo lady, who was brought in for shop-

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The old ones get hardened to it, and don't mind, but those that are new at it, just as soon as I find the goods, wilt right down." }f "What dothey steal, principally." "Everything. There was a gang of Polish women who went round taking everything they could lay their hands on. I found children's agates and marbles in their pockets shoes, clothing and general dry goods but mostly luxuries. It is a very rare ease that anyone steals from necessity."

It would seem as if nothing sustains this class of humanity like the "blessed consciousness of guilt." They who are tyros ,ln the art of stealing suffer the pangs of shame and conscience which the searcher, if she has a missionary spirit, might turn to their future good. At fifty cents a head, however, she bas all she can do to attend to their corporeal situation.

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LYDIA E. PINKHAM'8

,,, VEBBTA3LB COMPOTOP. IsaPosltlroCoro ,•. IWalt (S*MPtbAdO«nl«l*M ——•op teearbMf fsMls maUUt*.

It will cue •ntlnly th* wont form of FunaJ* Ootn pislatt, all ovarian trooblM, Xaflaiainattoa saA OlMtt ttoa, ruling aa4 Miptaewsate, and Ui* sonMqawt SplBftl WIIHIM, aad Is (aittMlsriy adapted to the Ohsag* of tit*.

II will dissolve and «sp*l tumor* from tbe ntorof In •a sarly sUgsof dsvOlopsieat. Tho tsndanoytoosneaross houoisthSNls obsoksd Tory ipeedlly by Its

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XI ranotM falntMM, flstolsaey, dMtroyssll craving forrttmolMitt, Sad raUavaswoakacM of tlieatouaeh. XI ostm Bloating, Haadaohaa, N»mui Prostration, QtMitl DabUlty, BlMplMMMSS, Dspranloa and IruUfMttOlV thai fsollag of bsaringdow*, eatutag pain, wtlghl aad la always permanently ourod by its ass.

It will at all times aad nadoralleiroumitanoMaotla fcMwwmy with the laws that gown tho female system.

Tor the our* of Kidney Complaints of either seaUUi Compound la uasorpaased. LTDU K. PnnOiiVI

VEGETABLE

COM*

POVWDIs pnpand at aad ass Weetern Aveane,

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Frloegl. Six bottle* for $t. Sent by mall

la the form of pUls, also lathe form otlocengos, Noslpt of prfoo, |1 per box tor either. Jdrt. Finkham freely answers ail letters of Inquiry. Send for pampb* 1st Address a* above. Jftwftoa (Ms Aw«r. *—efeoald be without LTDIA E. rmilUtft UVUR FILLS. They onre ooasUpatlon, Militant aad toifMltr of theUver. ISoeotaper bos.

SV MM by all Dragglsts.^BV

QAROLINA

TULU TONIC!

..... ..v.., -FOR- 8,$f Pulmonary Disease* and eraVlHblllty.

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SURE care for Dyspepsia In nil Its stnges also for Coughs, Colds, Bronchlts. Asthma and all diseases of the Throat and Lungs anil the only remedy that Is beneficial In Malaria climate. This is a preparation of Balsam of lute, Rock Candy

Magnesia

and other medicines beneficial in nbov diseases, the basis being being a purer Rle. and Rye Whiskies. This Itioe Wlilslcey is commonly known as Arrack lu the South, and as Samshoo in China. It has been umxl for many years by the Chinsse,, and also by negro laborers in tho southern tieo fields as tho only antidote to Malaria aniraioo Fever.

This Tonic is classed by Corami.ssionerH o~ Internal Revenue as medicinal subject onl to tbe stamp tax, which does not suti vender to license as liquor dealer*.

We guarantee a positive case Ju every eti Harmless and very pleasant to take, lir Knr sale by all druggists and grocers at #1 per quart bottle. The trade supplied at a lib eral discount by

H. H(l,Ni\ Wholesale'Qrocorgf.aiul

GtJLICK A BERRY, Wholesale Druggists. TERSE HAUTE, IND HENRY BISCHOFF A CO, New York and Charleston S. C. Sole Manufacturers and Proprietors, P. O. Bo*2876. Depot,04 WalL8t„ N. Y.

JpRANKPRATT^, Importer and Dealer In ITALIAN MARBLE AND GRANIT

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MONUMENTS,

Statuary, Yases, &c., &c., OOR. FIFTH AND WALNUT 8 TERRE HAUTE, IND.

SDISCOVERTARTLING

LO8TMANHOOD RESTORF A victim af youthful fmpradenoe cat prematura Deeay, Nervous Debility, Lost 1 hood, etc., bavtng-tried in rain every kat mnedy^M discovered a simple self cara,w be will send FREE to bis fallow-sufferers, dress J.<p></p>DO

H. BEEVES, 13 Chatham SC, Sf. Y.

Send for New 111 tedPrice-I No. 80, Fall and WJ

terof 1881. Free to an address. Gu. tains fall description of all kind* of go for personal and family use. We de: directly with the consumer, and sell a goods in any quantity at wholesale pri: You caa buy better a^^eaper thaa borne.

MONTGOMERY WARD

BIPPET0E & MILLER'S "White Front," 647 and 649 MainS

Wbere yon will always find tbe best

ICeim, COFFFEES, TEAS, TABLE NtPPLIl

And All Staple and Fancy Groceries

At tbe Lowes Prices.

THE mOHOT CASH PBICJB PAH FOB PROBEC*

S27 Sud 229 Wabash Avenae,Chieago,T

Mj Country Km and WLj Women fromt Country—Aa yon eome down on the all can front tbe depot, teD tbe conductor •top mt