Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 2, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 8 July 1882 — Page 7

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each other,

,i the Journey of life,

fearw, and temptations

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.lugN on tbe surface, -glory iu sin ~l face Is no index 7 wliJct) rage* within.

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li honor aptf fort pise and titles, .idinu hi* prdud bead on high, .'arry dread secrt within him Tv h'.ch makes of lit# boeom a hell, And iu',«K»ncror later, a felon,

May writhe in theprisoner's cell.

How little we know of each other! That woman of faahloii, who sneers And ho jwxjr iirl tK?trayea and abandoned,

Ami left to her algbs and her tears, May, ere the mm ri«Hts to-morrow, Have the miLHk rudely torn from her face, And wink from tlio hlght of her glory-

To the dark shade* of ahame and dlfgrace.

How little we know of each other! Of ounselve* too little we know We are all weak when under temptation,

All subject to error and woe "Then let hlemed charity rule un, I^et tt* put away envy and spite— Or tin* skeleton grim In our clo«et*

Aluy someday be brought to light.

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From the German of Alex. V. Roberts [The original of thla trannlatlon.by Mrs. Rosalie Orthelier,of Albany, N. Y., is a prize story writtenjfor the Weiner Allgemeine Zeitting. There were seven "huwlred and fifty jf contributions handed in, and of these Mr. I Roberts' "It" took the flint prize, JOO florins.

The Judge* were notne ofrtho most enlightened men of the Gorman literature—Baucrnfeld, tube, Ufowt and aeveial others.]

Returing from a business trip, I entered my wife's boudoir, and found her kneeling before a low chair, on which sat a boy-baby with large, round and wondering eyes. .She got up and came rustling in her silken robe de chambre to meet me. She reached out her hand and greeted me not more heartily nor yet more formally than we were accustomed to greet each oilier, in tjiose days. •'There It is," said my wife, pointing to the child. "What asked I but alio stooped lown before tho little Htrangcr, held a bnlscult close to iiis little upturned face, and half turning toward mo, replied. "Well, you know—did wo not read of It in the newspaper? Don't you remotnber—tho day Iwfore yesterday? And is It not beautiful

Now I do recollect that a few nights before she had hold the Gazette under the light of uiv student-lamp, arid pointing with her linger to an advertisement, saftl to me, I Mease read that." It was the well-known appeal, the cry of despair from a blooding heart, addressed "to good people." A child wui offered for adoption to persons well off. "What woul-1 you think of our taking it? my wife had said, and I had returned tho paper to her with a shrug of my shoulders. "Hut Martha, what have yon done?" cried 1, in a tone vibrating with anger. "You have really?"— "Certainly, us v'ou see. And then it belongs to me 1 myself have settled ©vervthlug with its poor mother, who is Jn reality to lx» pitied. I have sworn to take

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deed. She took the liaie bead, with its blonde silk curls, between her white bands and fondled and caressed it. "Is it not so, little- you will l»o loved

Hut.the somewhat sickly and delicato little face showed no •signs of understanding, except that out of the heartshaped little mouth ciuiio one of thoso sighs that sound so strangely from children. 1 at once gave up all serious objection. IT ui we not been accustomed for years to act. independcntly ol each other? Onr marriage was not happy ono, although we hud not married for love. During the noise and bustle of the crowded exchange, our fathers had contracted this union. She had to tear her heart from a beloved one, and in mine

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lowed a pa^nion not vet outspoken. paternal wishes conquered and so It happened.

At the commencement we were to each o» her a -(lent reproach: after which loll*wed declared war, until finally we came to a polite but gloomy |«ace. 'l\ he sure she was bountiful, she was good and bright and sparkling. Others called her an angel. And 1? Well, 1 believe I was no monster, elthor. The analysts showed the brightest colors, still the sun was missing. We were six years married snd had no children. Perhaps had heaven sent us them— well, this child !elongs entirely to ber I heard later that she had given the mother a thousand dollars, the price of a set of jewels which sho had sold searetiv. "Why did you not tell me of It?" said I, half angrily. "Hocause it would have been too late, if I had waited for your return to the city and benides I wan tod to have It entirely for nivsolf I want to call it my own," said she, jvnitingly.

Mv horcms, in dogs her canaries, her gold' fishes—that I could endure but that she .wanted to have her child for herself alone, that was too much for me. The thought of it tortured me one, two davs long. On the third day, my wif« having gone out it, her carriage. there came a veiled woman and demanded entrance, It was the mother. Like a shadow she glided into the room, and, with a half-suppressed sob, lagged to se* her child once nrm\ She could not part from him forever, without imprinting one more kiss upon his cheek. I opened my safe quickly "Here, my

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woman," said I, "take that, they given you enough." Hot twin* fell down tier wan cheeks she begged me not to judge her too harshly she had another child, a cripple and helpless she herself wa* sick and would not live mm ledger, and what was to become of the chikiien? Then she thought—I myself had finished the sentence, which a violent

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eti. "Y«*s," "be hnd thought. "I will wil the healthy one. in order that the money may help the erippU? when I am dead ami gone."'

No, she must not be judged harshly we rich ones know but little of the trials itnd temptations of the |*xr.

When mv wife returned, I gave ber

TERRE HAUTE

household for his sake were made entirely without me. Sometimes, after the most important things were decided, my consent was then asked. "We are obliged to have a nurse, I hired oneAnselm,"—I nodded silently—"We must fit up a nursery: tbat'room is too warm for tbe child." I nodded silently, but I heard the sound of the workmen, who were already busy in tho ball. What could I do better Was it not all done for our child?

Mv wife and I did not talk much about the child, and when we did mention it, we used only the name "It. But this "It" could be heard through the house at almost an time of tbe day. "Hush! not so much noise It sleeps! —it must have its dinner. It should be tAk£ti out for a drive. It has hurt it-

And so the whole house began to and our "It." This nameless vexed me. lust have its own name," said I,

tirely forgot to ask the mother eati tbe woman—what its name is," answered my wife. "She inteuded to come again. But she does nov come, she is certainly sick. Now, I call it Max. Max is a pretty, Abort name is it not —"Uitn," returned I between two draughts of my cigar, Fritz would also lie a quite pretty name." "One can not change the name now,. on account of the domestics," answered she, shortly, and then called out loudly, "Is Max up already!-' Never mind, was it not our child

Once, thongh, I played my justifiable part toward our child. At dinner it was always served at a little table in an adjoining «oom. At such times we could hear, between tbe scantily dropping phrases of our conversation, its merry prattling, accompanied by the clattering of its spoon. My wife had no rest there was a continual going and coming between us and him tne soup might be too hot, and perhaps he might eat too much! "Wife," said I, very quietly but very decidedly, "from to-morrow it shall eat with us at our table. It is oid enough now, with its two years."

From that time on "If'ate with us. IIo sat there in his high chair liko a princo, close to tny wife both opposite to me like declared enemies, as it wero. The yellowish paleness of poverty had yielded to a tine aristocratic pink ir. his little cheeks, which, now becoming quite chubby, sat comfortable on the stiff folds of the napkin. It worked powerfully at its soup and now that it had finished, set up the spoon like a scepter iu its little round Hat on tho tablo. My wife and I had exchanged a few words, and now again we sat silent. Apparently on account of this silence, its large eyes liegau to open wider and wider. They stared on me, stared at my wife, with a surprised, almost frightened expression, as if they had a presentiment that all was not right between us. I confess that theso eyes embarrassed mo, and that I had a feeling of roller when Frederick entered with a dish. And fthink that my wife felt the same.

And the following days, thero were the sumo large, wondering eyes, liko an appealing question, staring into the pauses of our conversation. It sounds ridiculous, but it is nevertheless true we wore culprits before the child, we two grown persons! And by degrees our conversation became more animated. The occasional prattlings of tho littlo one were noticed and spoken about indeed, sometimes thero was mutual laughter ut his attempts to speak.

Ah! how light, how*boll-liko pure hor laughter sounded! Had never then heard that before? And what was the matter with mo, that I sometimes bent 'thrttrmy: writing-desk listening as though hoard from a distance these same silverv tones?

With the first sunny Spring days "It" began to play in tho garden, which I could overlook from my seat in my olllce. She was generally with him. I could hear tho sound of his little foot on the pebbles, and then her footsteps. Now sho would playfully chase him, and a chorusof twittering^parrows would join their notes with tho merry laughter. Now she would catch him ami kiss his cheeks over and over. Once I opened mv window warm, balsamic air streamed around me, and a buttorllv fluttered in and lit on my inkstand. Just then sho catne out of a green, vine-grow ixnvor, she was dressed in a dazzling while negligee, trimmed with eoMtiy lace all over her streamed the golden sunshine, except that her face was overshadowed by the pink of her parasol.

How slim she appeared! how graceful in her movements! Had 1 been blind? Truly tho aunts and cousins wero right she was in reality beautiful! A sweet smile transformed her features she was happy—certainly in this moment she was—and her happiness came from her child. Then a voice made itself heard in my breast, which said very plainly, "You area monster?" I jjot up and walked to tho window. "It is a beautiful day," called I. I know how cold and prosaic it must have sounded to her. It came like a heavy cloud-shadow over a sunny landscape. She ahswered something* that I did not understand but the brightness was gone from her little face. Then she took up the child, who was stretching out his arms to her, and kissed and caressed him before my eyes.

There it was when the first feeling of jealousy was aroused in me a jealousy truly, but what astrauge jealousy, which could not inako clear to itself who was Us object! if "It" said "mamma" to her there came a pain in the heart: and the caresses with which she overwhelmed him almost drove ine wild. I was jealous of both! It pained me that I had no part in this weaving of love that I was not a third in the union. I exerted myself to gain a part of their love. 1 did it very clumsily. The child persevered in a certain shyness, and she—had I not kept myself forcibly away from her during thewe long, longvears?

One day at the dinner-table, after a skirmish* of words, came a great stillness between us. a stilluess more painful than it had ever been. I glanced down at the fiowprs on my piste of Saxon poreolain. my displeasure showing in my face but I* felt plainly that "It* had its eyes fixed on me, and also her eyes! It was as if those four eyes burned on my forehead. Then sounded suddeuly in the stillness: Papa!" and again, louder and more courageous: "Papa!" I shuddered. "It" sat there and stared, now verv much frightened, over at me, wondering perhaps whether a storm would be raiswl by its "Papa." But her face now was suffused with glowing redness, and her half-open lips trembled slightly.

There came a flood of gladness over my heart. Certainly no one but her had

an aiwunt'of the call I had hatiTadding taught him this" "Papa." Why did I not that I had given to the unfortunate one! spring up, bound toward her, and with oxfirt'.v the *ame amount a« she had.! one worn, one embrace, strike out tbe "And now." said I. "you see the child Loneliness of these last six years? One congbs, colds, consumption, whooping lielotjsr* to Ivtth of «*.' She bit her lip: ruht word in this moment and all would cough, and all throat and long dittsases. with ber Ut'le i»U- teeth. have !w» well. It|remained unspoken I To prove to yon it has no equal, call at ••It is all'.he vur.' to wr," said she see mod to have lost all power to act but! Proves A Lowry drug store and get a after a moment's relhvUon, and with on a certain page of my ledger are atlll bottle fM. (2) that «he a tender on the lit-: trace*

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me a stranger in my own hotise. A precious sunshine brightened the rooms, even when the one in the heavens was hidden by clouds. The faces of the servants and even inanimate objectst streamed back their radiance. But me, only, the sunshine did not touch.

I felt myself always more and more unhappy in my loneliness. Jealousy grew in me it gave me all sorts of foolish thoughts. 4 wanted to rebel against the little autocrat, but that would be ridiculous. I wanted to give her the choice between him and me. I, audacious one, I knew very well which side her heart would choose. At another time I was ready to take steps in order to find tbe mother, and with the power of gold, force her to take back her child—behind my wife's back. That would be.cowardly.

I could no longer fix my mind on business. I mistrusted even myself. People asked what the matter with me. I feigned illness.

The sunshine would not let itself be banished, aud the spirit of love was stronger than I. With his llaming sword be drove me out. "I must take a long journey, Martha." My voice trembled as I said this. My wife must have noticed it for something like moist, shining pity trembling in her beautiful eyes. At my taking leave, she held tbe little one towards me and asked, in soft, caressing tones, "Will you not say adieu to our child I took up the little one, perhaps too roughly at all events, he began to cry and resist my caresses. Then put him down and hastened away.

I traveled in uncertainty through the world and jbehold J^after the first few days in addition to an ordinary traveling companion, bad humor, there came another fellow who told me plainly that I was a fool. First it sounded, like a whisper, then louder and louder: "You area downright fool." Finally, I read it in the newspaper before me it was traced on the blue mountains the locomotive shrieked it to me. Yes, I believe it why did I not then and there turn my face homeward? Well, the fool must first travel it all off before everything would be light again.

At last, one day, with a violent beating of tho heart, I again entered my dwelling. What a solemn stillness reigned there! I could not hear the sound of whispering voices my wife came toward me: "It is very "sick, very sick," moaned she, "It will surely die!" I tried to comfort her. Only ashort time, however, proved that her fears were but too well grounded. During the night we both sat by the little bed she there and I here. Each of us holtling one of his little hands. Ah! those l'eeverish pulse beats!—every stroke sounding like an appeal: "Love each other, love each other be good!" We felt eventually these throbbings and we understood tbe appeal. Our eyes mot full and earnest through the glittering tears, as in a first holy vow. Words would have seemed a sacrilege then.

Not long after, we laid our darling in tho warm Spring earth. When we again sat down at our table, there was a stillness between us but it was not tho same stillness as that which the littlo stranger had broken in upon with his parting "Papa." Even by the wall still stood his high arm-chair, and on tho little board before it lay his spoon-scopter. My wife reached her fine, white hand over the table, and asked, "Did you also love it? '—at least a little?" Her Voice trembled. "My wife! my sweet, .my own wife!" called I. Then I feel at ber feet and held her hand fast in mine. "I love thee, my wife, 0, my wife!"

After the first emotion liad subsided, I pointed to th arm-chair, "Tho little one ciiine to teach us lovo.'^Tvhisperod I. "And when it had finished its teaching, it went again to tho angels," added she through hor tears.

Ono day tho physician stepped out of my wife room,* with a smiling face. Ho touched tho little arm-chair as he passed it, saying: "ijet it stand thore von will need it again."

Keally? Was it possible? Had I deserved such happiness? As I held nay wife close to my heart in my irrepressible joy, I could not forbear to bend down toiler blushing little face, and say, "We will love it clearly, verj'dearly. Is it not so?"

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like a oh«lleeirv. Thene was no doubt aboet It: another I Dyspepsia aud sic* headsatw do not "vHn child I noiivr'.y ever saw it. spirit had stepped in with its little early return to those who have used the Great And the ehsn««. th*: ws made in onr head—tho spirit of Lore and that made German Hop Bitten. (2m)

seems impossible^ that a remedy made of such common, simplepiants as Hops, lluchti, Mandrake, Dandelion, Ac, should make so manv and such great cores as Hop Bitters to but when old and young, rich and poor, pastor and doctor, lawyer and editor, all testify to having been cured by them, yon must believe and try them yourself, and doubt no longer.

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"'EVENING MATT.

Training a Husband.

So you want ter know how I came ter hev Caleb, I saw how he used Nancy his fust wife. Wall, I'll tell ye all about it.

You don't know Dan'l'left me pretty poorly eff. I bad two little children, an' what ter dew I didn't know. The mortgage was ter run eout in a year an' a half after fi" died. I'd sent the children ter John's ter school. Brother John wanted me to give 'ein to him, an' he'd do well by 'em, and I was meditating on it, orful loth to dew it. But what else could I dew with them, when the old farm was took away from me

One'day, when the time was near eout, I was hoein' the beans, side of the fence jinin* Caleb's cornfield. I tellyer, Hannah, I never felt bluer iu my lorn days. Id always lived an' worked on a farm, an' conldn't do no other kind o' work so what was to become of me I didn't know. "Purty good hoein' for a green hand," sez somebody over the fence. "Yes,*/ sez I, "I've done enough of it since I was left alone. 'Practice makes perfect,' we used to write in our copybooks yrhen we were chil'en," ana I couldn't help havin' a sigh. "Well, Emmerline," says he, "you'n I seem to be in the same fix. You need a man ter do yer hoein' and sicli, and if you're agreed, we'll hitch horses and work in double harness. I can't find no hired help that will do as Nancy did." (Xbinksl ter myself, an' you'll never find another wife that will either.) "So, what d'ye say, Emmerline?" "P'y'aps I did'nt think o' nothing for the n^xt few minutes! It all Hashed over me in a second, what ^n unfeelin' man he'd alters been. Poor Nancy had ter dew all the house-work, aud a' good deal of it b'longed to him ter dew, and he was stingier than an old miser, tew. "I knew be was a smart man ter work, and was forehanded aud was able ter live in good deal hotter shape than he did and you know, Hannah, that poor Dan'l was jest the opposite. He was an orful clever man, was Dan'l, but was kind of shiftless aud easy, and it.always worried me so much tew hev things goin' so slack. Sez I ter myself, a body can't hev everything there's always some eouts, and *a poor man is bettor than none. So 1 speak right up, and sez I: ••Caleb, we've been nabors for mauy a year. I know your failings and s'poso you know mine", and so you say so, all right perhaps we both might do wuss."

Wall ter make long story short, we agreed ter have the business done right oik Caleb said it was stylish to go on a wedding tower now-a-days, and as ho wanted to go down to Bangor to see about iselling his wool, and as Sarah Jane Curtis (who used to work for him) lived about half way, and we could stop there both ways, and not cost us anything he thought wd better go. (His niece, Rebecca Oilman, yer know, lives thereand we could visit her at the same time.) Brother John lives thero tew, you know, and I've made up my mind that I'd jist bring homo the children.

And so I did but Caleb was orful sot agin it, but sez, "of course they can come and make a visit," aud I loft him think so, because I wasn't quite ready to havo words with him yet.

We stayed about a week, and got home along In the afternoon all right. The next rooming I woke up purty early, and seE'l to myselt: "Courage Emtnerlino now or never." I kept still, for Caleb wasjstjll a snorin', but bimeby ho fetched a» onartbly snort that waked himself u$, and when he see it gittin' da vlignthfc nudged me and sez he: "3£ato-up Emmerline: Emmerline, it's*jritrcad daylight come, come, we slian't hev'any breakfast ter day'*

I was orful hard ter wake, but after a while, a rubbin' my eyes, I sez, "Got a good hot lire, ain't ye Caleb?" "Fire!" said he "no I never build anyjlires. Nancy allers builds tho fires." "Did she," sez I, as cool as a cucumber. "Sodid Dan'l."

I turned over and went to sleep agin— or at least he thought I did. Wall, he wiggled, and turned, and twisted, an' 'he" didn't move tor get up fer about an hour, but when the sun rose and shone into tho bedroom window, he got up and bilt the lire. There wasn't no kindlins, nor a stick of wood, and lie had to skirmish around lively aud git some in.

After the fire got to cracking in good shape 1 got up 1 didn't hurry none, let me tell you. I was 'most doad lying abed so long, but sez I to myself, "Ef I make the fires now I'll probably hev to dew it in cold weather, and I won't do it for any man."

He was pretty sullen all day, but I didn't take no notice of him, and begot over it. The next day ho was ter begin liayin'an'hed six men to help him. I had to do all the work, an' take care of the milk an'churnin' it wasn't no fool of a job. Come time to get dinner, and there wasn't a sliver o' wood cut. Iseu Johnnie (be was then about seven years old,) out in tber field ter tell Caleb I wanted him.

He came in lookin' savage enough, and wanted ter know, what it was that I wanted. Sez I: "I want some wood ter burn." "Wal," sez he, "there's a whole woodpile out there. Help yourself." "An' not a stick split," sez I. "You'll have to get a bigger stove to burn that." •'Wal. it ain't such a hard job ter split it," sez he. "Nancy used tew, often when I WM bizzy." "Did she?" sez I. ''So did Dan'l."

He got the wood, an' said, as he was goin' out that be didn't want me to call him in out of the mowing field again, unless it was for victuals. "All right," sez I.

The next day 'twas the same thing,not a stick split. Thinks I, "Old fellow, you ain't got no Nancy here. I'll learn yea little somelbin' that p'raps yer don't know." So when it was dinner time I blows the horn, an' in comes all seven of the men and .sets down ter tbe table. Sich streaked lookin' faces a^ they viewed the grub! There was the biscuits just dough, the pertaters, an' meat and vegetables, an' everything was washed clean, and pot on raw. Not a thing was cooked.

Caleb looked blacker'n a thundercloud. "What does this mean?" sez he. "It meaus what it means," sea I. "Yon seid yesterday that you didn't want to be called in from the mowing field again unless it was for victuals, and here they are." "Nice shape, tew," sez he. "Wall I can't cook 'thout wood," sex I, dry like.

With that all seven of 'em started for the door, and they never left that woodpile till ft was ready for the stove. I never w®sbothered for wood again.

A few weeks after 1 wanted some money purty bad. I wanted to send Johniiieand Nellie hack to school, as I was bound that they should have some clothes fit to wear, I asked Caleb a number of times to let me have some, but he made all kinds of excuses. I didn't tell him what I wanted of it, mind ve.

So one day along comes a peddler that bought batter and eg**. I bad considerable on hand that Caleb was intending to carry into the city when be had time. So I toId every pound of butter, and

avery egg I had in the house. I got nigh en to*$25 for 'em. When Caleb came home I told him I bad sold the butter and eggs. '•How much did you git?" sez he.

I told him. "Where's the money?" sez he. "I'vegotit!" sez I. "Wal," sez he, "Nancy allers give me all the money that she took for her butter and eggs." "Did she?" sez I. "Aud so did Dan'l."

He got tired a holding Nancy up afore my eyes, for I would offset her with Dan'l every time. He found I was powerful sot in mv way aud he thought he

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as well let me hev my own way, nd so he hez. I don't mean to be ugly, but I won't be trod on by nobody. When he wouldn't let me hev what money I wanted,I'd sell something every time. I sold two tons of hay one time, when I knew that he only had enough to Winter his critters. So. on the whole, he found that I wasn't afraid of him, and he behaved quite desceut. I told himnotloug ago, that ho was grow in' clever. "Clever!" sez he. "I'd ruther you'd call me dog-goned fule, than clever."

But I noticed he has improved, and 1 lay it ter his trainin'.

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For all Nerve and Brain affections are invaluable. They are prompt, safe and effectual. Tho beist known remedy In all Ktages weakening of the memory, Low of Brain, Power, Nervous Debility, Lost Energy, Loat Hopes, Imprudences of Youth. Excess In maturer yearn, seminal weakncfM, and general loss of power In gensraltlve organs. To those suffering from nervous hoadache, nervotn irritability, nervous Hliook, nervous prostration, nervous exhaustion, relief is afforded. In many canes of female weakness they a«t like a charm. The student, the teacher, the clergyman, the editor, the business man, can all be benefited by their use. Life ts too short to trasteaway In a Hall torpid manner, when a tlM box will benefit you, and six bottles will core and restored you to health and happiness forS7.S0.AKk yourdrugfrist for them. Take no other. Or send direct to the manufacturers, who will send them by mail, sealed,on re* eeipt of price. Address

Dr.

Dr. C. H. Clarke.

658 Broad way. New York. Send 3 cent stamp for Circular.

+s\69Aper day at home. Samples 5)0 I/O "worth free. Address HtlnBon fe Co.. Portland, Maine.

$500 Reward!

W

E will pay tbe above reward for an* cane of liver oom plaint, dy*pep«ia, sick headache, indigeatton. constipation or co*tlvenew we cannot cure wltb west'* Vegetable I-tver pitta, inhere thed!region*axe•arlcily complied with. They*re purely vegetable and never fail to Rive aatwfartlon. Mugar coated. Large boxea, containing W pit Is, 25 cent*. For iSJe by all dragxtex. Beware of counterfeits and Imitation*. Ttie aenaine manafsctnml only by JOHN C. WKHT A CU., "The PUl Maker*/* 1*1 and 1S3 W. .Madison street, Chicago. Free trial pacKage tsent by mall prepaid on reeeipi of a 3 cent siamf

1868. 1882.

TERRE HAIJTE

ICE COMPANY.

Pure Lake and River lee. We have a large supply for the coming season. Special atteuitou giveu to ordesrs outside the city. Ioe boxed aud shipped on short notice.

L.F. PERDUE,

Proprietor anil Mannscr.

Office: 611 Maiu street, bet.Oth and7th.

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Moore's (Lens Shaped} A Sucrar "01 Coated

Sure Cure for Chills 50.50. The Great Malarial Antidote. Sold by Druggists, ot Dr. C. C. Moore, 7^ I'ortlandt St. New York.

Invaluable to every family.

S Practical Life.

(l(IO pp. Cloor tv.jM-. flmwl binding uml IlliiKtrntloan. 8 WANTEIK to ilftO per Month. For Terms, address J. C. McCURDY 3k CO., Cincinnati. (X

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CHEAPEST BIBLES

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HABIT EASILY CmtKI

with OOl llLK

CHLORIDE of GOLD.

Eiitay Freo. $1.00^.

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DR. CLUM S

Liver Gathartiq

CURING ALL DISEASES Arising from Disordered Liver and Impure B!ood„ cleansfiiK the Syntem from all impuritlen, thim removing nearly all dineasen that aftllct mankind.

A sure cure for diseaacH of Liver and Kidney: also of Rheumatism and Neuralgia. Compounded, of the choicest iagrcdients of the vegetable kingdom.

Glum Compounding Go,,

REDWING, #MINNES0T*

•VSOLD BT ALL DRUaaiOTB. DURING THE PABT TWO YEARH~» there ha* been aold, thronah our hoaw, OVCT THREE THOUSAND bottles of "CLUM'H LIVER CATHARTIC,"

Utronaer evidence

of PripulnrUu and Merit could acarcely be produced. GULFCK'A'fj'ERRY. Drugglxta.

You Can Eat

moderation, anything your appctju? cravea to matter how Dyspeptic you are, If you uM

POPHAM'S

MEAD0¥ PLANT'

/, BPKETLT AND POSITIVE CTRE FOR

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It will Cure your Indigestion.

It will Prevent Sour fltnmacb.

It will Cure Sick Headache

It Is aGe ntle Laxative.

It will Cure Heartburn.

It 1« Pleasant to take.

It will Regulate your Liven

It la Purely Vegetable.

It will Assist Digestion.

will Core Habitual Constipation. Ton»s Digeetlve Organ#, Purify tbe Blood .Clean •jvStemfrom all Imparities and is a Meat I ale Family Get a bottle and be Cured A Rottie will coat you one dollar, anil do yot more good than anything yon ever tried. Tria feotu£ Ten Cents, fast try it onoe. old by GUUCK A IiKRUY, Terre fit ABH AhTIIMA MPICIFIC Will ve a ny'ca*e in Cve minoUw. Sold by al gift*.