Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 32, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 3 February 1883 — Page 2

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PFOPLE.

TERRE HAUTE, FEB. 3, 1883

"H0NIS01T QUI MAL PENSE." A lively and coquettish young lady "who has seen much of society, and claims to have been a close observer of human nature, gives some of her "conflusion»": "My experience convinces me that in one thing the men are all pretty much alike, no matter how dignified some of them may appear, and that thing is they are all fascinated easily by the sight of any lady with a pretty face, or with a pretty foot and ankle, particulary the latter. I have noticed- this in various ways, and an confident that clergyman, deacons and other generally supposed to be serious individuals are in this respect very similar to tbe average run of men.

On the other band it cannot be denied that every pretty woman is well aware of her beauty, though not showing auy consciousness of tbe knowledge the same is of course true of every lady, whether having a pretty face or not, who is tbe possessor of a trim foot and aukle, and they are very likely to display tbe same occasionally to advantage.

There is really too much prudery or false modesty in the public mind at least, 1 think so, and can see no immodesty in any of tbe common little acts of coquetry resorted toby the fair sex in displaying their feet and ankles when tbey are such as to attract tbe admiration of the other sex. Probably the most fascinating article of feminine apparel to the male portion of humanity is tbe garter. That this is true, many a lady can bear witness from her own experience. The very elaborate and expensive garters sold by the leading city jewelers during the holidays showed plainly that these attractive articles in tbe future certainly are not intended by their owners to be always concealed from •view.

Speaking of elastics—or garters, as that is really tbe correct word—reminds me of a little incident which I was a -witness of a year ago at a charity fair in a Southern city. A handsome and "very popular younglady friend, who had charge of one of the tables of fancy articles, had disposed of nearly all of the desirable items, mostly by raffle, but was desfirous of raising $100 more to make up a certain amount. How to do HO was a problem. It by chances happened that a gentleman friend spied her just as she was fastening one of her

gartersto

which had slipped, and jokingly in ted her that as she had such good luck raffling so many articles she had better raffle her garter. She responded that she would if he would consent to do the raffling. To her surprise, and the great amusement of her lady friend near by, tbe challenge was accepted by the gentleman. The young lady, equal to the emergency, and without a blush, coolly raised her skirts and unbuckled the garter which had caused her dilemma, and handing it to the gentleman it was quickly disposed of by raffle to several inale admirers, realizing $50. The enthusiastic young lady then concluded to contribute her other garter in the same way, to the cause of charity, realizing the same amount, or $100 for the pair. She was quite pleased that she was ablo sb quickly to realize the amount. A young divinity student now possesses a ileminder of this incident. But, as I -Was saying, all men are susceptible to the charms of femiuine beauty, and the woman are all fully aware of the importance of an attractive appearance.

Ihe raffling story is pretty hard to believe still some pretty enthusiast Might have been worked up to such a benevolent pitch. Queer it is that females nt bathing places will expose their arms, bosoms, ankles and feet to the gaze of every vulgarian spectator, and yet at other times blush to tbe orown of their heads if their skirts disclose their ankles. Many a marriage has been defeated by the exposures of females iu horrid-looking bathing drosses, for many a scranny neck, imperfect bust, big ankle and big foot have dismayed an admirer. Yes, concealment lends onchantment by suggest! veness. A late traveler in Japan states that at inns, bathing places, in private honsos, in fields, during Summer, men and woman are habited in Eve's original costume. No immodesty is felt. Nature has not been interfered •With by high civilization. "Evil to him who'6vil thinks*' is carried out fully in Jap&n. no HOW TO SOFTEN THE HANDS. "How can I whiten and soften tuy hands?" is a question asked by a correspondent. Doubtless one way to do this is to avoid doing the work which has made your hands rough and dark, but •ften this work may be done with such care that the hands will not be injured. If one is obliged to sweep her hoase, to empty the ashes from grate or stove,an^ to wash dishes, she cannot expect to keep her hands as white as idle hands are, but if she takes the precaution to put on a pair of old gloves or mittens, when she sweeps and is doing dusty work, one cause of rough skin will lie removed. Then there are preparations which one may use powdered borax is excellent to soften the skin. A mixture which is said to be a sure cure for undue perspiration of the hands is made of quarter of an ounce of powdered alum, the white of an egg, ana enough bran to make a thick paste after washing your hands apply this let it remain on your hands for two or three minutes and then wipe off with a soft dry towel. Lukewarm water is better than hot or cold if the skin is inclined to be tender and to chap. __________

BOSTON .4 OT TELLING IT. Boston Journal. Since the introduction into our service of that convenient little missive—the postal card—millions have been utilised in forwarding messages of all descriptions. The following is one »f the most unique. It was written on a postal card t»y a distinguished clergy-.nan and seut to his mother: From swefl mcred song, ninth chapter *n«l vcr*e six, First thirteen wonts pteftse take, and then th« following afflx: From (tewsli, toe thirty fifth, verse seventeen, no more. Then add verse twntjr-lx of Kings, book second, chapter four The last two VPIVCS, dMpterflnit, Hist book of SnraneJ, And you will learn what on that day roar loving son befell.

Expressed in terse prose the message might have read: "I am a father. Mother aad son doing well."*

THE HOME CIRCLE.

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BIB

BBAVE-

If things go wrong in the household, As they often will, you know. Or you're worried out with cares that vex,

And the children try yon so, Don't Bit in the vale of shadows,' &K& Or sloop to be a scold Twill only make bad worse, yon see,

While yon grow gray and old. —Helen Rich. A MOTHER'S RESPONSIBILITY. "Mamma," said a delicate little girl, "I have broken my china vase." "Well, you area naughty, careless, troublesome little thing, always in some mischief, go np stairs and wait till I send for you." And this was a mother's answer to a tearful little culprit who had struggled with and conquered the temptation to tell a falsehood to screen her fault. With a disappointed, disheartened look tbe sweet child obeyed and at that moment was crushed in her little heart the sweet flower ol truth, perhaps never again in after jears to blossom into life. Oh, what were the loss of a thousand vases in comparison? 'Tip true "an angel might shrink from tbe responsibilities of a mother." It needs an angel's powers. The watch must not for an instant be relaxed the scales of justice must always be nicely balanced tbe hasty word that tbe overtaxed spirit sends to the lips must die there before it is uttered. The timid and sensitive child must have a word of encouragement in season tbe forward and presuming, checked with gentle firmness there must be no deception, no trickery, for tbe keen eye of childhood to detect, and above all, when the exhausted brain sinks with ceaseless vigils, perhaps, and the thousand petty interruptions, and unlooked for annoyances of every hour almost set, at defiance any attempt at system, still must that mother wear ati unruffled brow, lest the smiling cherub on her knee catch tbe angry frown. Still must she rule her own spirit, lest the boy so engrossed with his toys repeat tbe next moment the impatient word his ear has caught. For all the duties faithfully performed a mother's ieward is in secret and silence. Even he, on whose earthly breast she leans, is too often unmindfui of the noiseless struggle, till, too late, alas, he learns to value the dolicate hand that has kept in unceasing flow thp thousand springs of domestic happiness.

THE AliT OF HOME-MAKING. Every girl should learn the fine art of home-making—how to make borne beautiful and happy. One of these days most of you girls "Will have homes of your own if you make them what tbey ought to be, there is nothing that will give you greater pleasure. It is not merely housekeeping, I would have girls know, but the line art of giving to home a winsome look of making' life there run sweetly and smoothly of making home cheerful, of providing pleasant diversions for the young ana old in the home circle, of being a wife and mother that all may love and honor, and her children call her blessed. And I would have a girl know this art so well that the influence of her happy home shall on the homes about her, so that the whole neighborhood may be one of pleasant Christian homes. This kind of art demands a pure and noble character. You cannot be an artist of this sort unless you are pure and good. To do a work of goodness, you, the door must be good.

Kememcer, girls, that yon are to be women, sometime, and make up your mind to be good and noble women. I sometimes hear people ask school-girls what they are going to be. I always ivs wish the girls would answer, By God's grace I am going to be a woman—not a mere knitter of fancy-work, or a slave to fashion, but such a one as He would have me—loving and dignified in character, with a sound, clear judgement, and a womanly nature fully developed^,...

BQY MECHANICS.

Some boys possess an inborn love for mechanics, and are never so happy as when working with tools or watching tbe movements of machinery. Nature takes care that there shall be men capable of doing the world's work, and if a boy shows a strong bent in some direction it is presumptive evidence that he is best adapted to that calling to which his tastes lead.

Some of the most important inventions have been the works of boys. The invention of the valve motion of tbe steam engine was the work of a boy. The power-loom is tbe invention of a farmer's boy, who had never seen or heard of such a thing. Our pater office shows many ingenious and useful inventions made by minors.

A boy who raises a din by bis continual bammeringin the cellar shed, making articles of various kinds who litters the sitting-room carpet with chips and sawdust from his bracket saw, or fluttering sheets of paper from his printing press who n.akes friends with tbe locomotive engineer, and frequents the great manufactories—should not be scolded by ambitious aud unappreciative parents, but should be encouraged to follow out his natural bent.

Better a successful and respected manufacture inventer or master mechanic, than a

fourth-rate

lawyer or doctor.

merchant,

a foolish

A boy's alders are guilty of act when they snub him bee

because he is

doing something they do not understand. Let him follow out his God given instincts, and tbe result will be satisfactory. __________

A GOOD STORY.

WHAT HAPPENED IN A CERTAIN BARBKR SHOP RECENTLY.

A good thing is related as having occured'iu a certain barber-shop recently, on the occasion of a too-too wedding. "Well," said tbe barber to the nsnal crowd of loungers about such a place, "I guess the monkey show will oome off this evening." "What kind of a show is that inquired a stranger in the chair. "Ob, there's to be a wedding in town," replied the barber. "Who is to bo married "Well, some traveling man out West is going to marry old Mrs. Hornswooggle'a daughter. They would have been married a year ago, if it had not been for tbe old woman." "What was wrong with her

"Oh, she's a regular old tom-cat with goggles on. She's too pious to eat on Sunday and the fellow is an out and ont infidel. "And how have they fixed It, that the marriage is to take place now "Well, he's worth about forty thousand dollars, and she hadn't enough religion to buck against that. But it's locky for him that he lives a good way from the old woman."

The stranger was shayed, and as tbe barber was brushing his coat, he inquired 1V you liv« in this neighborhood "No," rep'ied the stranger. "I'm from the West. I'm the fellow that is to be married this evening."

p&'Vor five cents. Wells, Richardson & Co., Burlingfon, VL, will send colored samples of all oolors of Diamond with DYW, directions.

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TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MATT.

POETRY AND FACTS.

A bunch of flowers* A book or two. A Utile billing,

A little coo, A little coming. And goiDg, till Tbey go to church,

And say "I will." And that ends it.

Tonng man you're wrong? Yon surely are You worked that rhyme

Just one too far, It ends right there— Oh, no, It don't. For, coming home, .«• She says, -1 wont!'*

And that begins it.

One Man's Heart.

BT CLARENCE M. BOUTKLLK.

A long, dusty street lay white and hot under an unshaded August sun. The closely cut lawns were bright and green where the water had been thrown upon them from the hydrants and hose in the yards, but tbe bits of grass along the sidewalks were dusty and withered. The leaves on tbe trees drooped in the nocntide glare, and seemed to be mutely appealing to the cloudless sky for moisture and coolness. Not a breath of air stirred anywhere as far as one oonld see all nature seemed waiting in a painful pause for a relief for which there seemed no hope.

Far down the western horizon, it is true, there was a long line of dark clouds, but it was a hint, rather than a promise, of the cooling rain which the city needed—a thought written in the heavens impalpable and shadowy, rather than a threat, of what nature might do when tbe silent powers of the air were loosened.

Of human life the scene shows little. In all the long street there were only two persons to be seen. Closed blinds protected tbe inmates of the houses from tbe almost furnace heat, and no business was being done tbe need of which was not imperative. Two men, however, were in sight.

The first one stretched in a hammock on the piazza of the largest and most pretentious house on the street. His clothing was of the latest styles-fresh, cool, comfortable. The face, which AVas looking up at the vines overhead, was a handsome one. The btiok which had fallen to the floor was an expensive one. Everything around him spoke ol wealth aud happiness.

The other man, coming up the shadeless street, walked wearily. His clothing was coarse, and in many places it was patched in some it Was ragged. His face and his garments were covered with dust. His hair was long and hung over his forehead. His beard was rough and uneven. He was a man who would have been plain anywhere, and who looked plain anywhere, and who looked bis worst that afternoon as he came on through tbe dust. He bad walked for blocks scarcely looking to tbe right or left, and there was a look in his eyes that might have seemed anger or might have seemed despair, according to the nature and observing powers of one who looked at him. "Once more," he said, '•qnce more, and then

He opened the gate of the yard before the house where tbe man lay in a hammock. Tbe man on the piazza swung himself down and stood at the top of the steps waiting for the tramp. "Well," he said. The tone was not encouraging. "Well," answered the other. There was more in tbe tone than one could get at once. All the emotions of which the human heart is capable seemed to have stood by in shaping the thought before the lips said "Well." "What can I do for you?" "Give me money. I want money "What is your story?" "No matter what my story is never mind my past—nor my future either. See what I am. Do you want to invest in the gratitude of a man like me? Is there any possibility of your needing it again?" "You are hungry?"

The question was a useless one, for the man had tbe look of one starved but the well-dressed and well-fed man on tbe steps had been used to hear the plea of hunger put forward at once, and its omission puzzled hitn. "Yes, I am hungry. You've been told by men who shnn labor and travel through the country living on their own vices and the misplaced sympathy of the good, of their hunger. They have lied. But I am hungry. Ill not tell yon how many hours I've been without food. I'll not deny that tbe fast dime I had went for brandy. But for it I should have died before reaching here. I need food —yes, and diink, too. I need money."

The man on the steps put his hand in his pocket. "How much do you need?" "I'll tell you," with desperation. "I have to say what you ve often beard before. If you give me a dime I will spend five cents for food and five for liquor. I shall rest a little here and then I shall go an to tell another man to-morrow the story I have told yon to«^ay. I shall reaob my journey's end some' day, and you will have been one to help me, and I shall remember it with thanks. But you have asked me what I need. More than I expect, more—much snore—than I dare hope."

And the man took bis eyes from the face of tbe one on tbe steps, and instead of looking at the dirty street, his glance rested for a moment on the railroad station, in sight in tbe distance. "Well, how much?" "If I had Z10 I wouldn't ask anything better in tbe world." Then a littlefiercely, "I aai not suro I'd ask anything in the next. I would sell myself to you for $10."

dreamily, bat with a shudder. Then he turned to tbe rich man again, forthe laat words had been said to himself alone. "Yon have given me life, not food a future, not money. If ever I can be of service to you 1 will be if ever I can repay the debt of to-day—of course I don't mean the mere money—I will do it. I swear I will do it. What is your name? Toll me your .age—your business. It may be I shall some time find you again."

The rich man sfhiled for the first time, in the whole interview, and said: "I flatter myself I am better than some men you might find, men with less money, loo, ana I haven't so very much "How much?"* The question was abrupt, but perfectly respectful the tramp was evidently gaining a hope which he would not have dared to entertain a half hour before. "A matter of $10,000 or so. Of course. tbe bouse here isn't mine. But I could afford—afford. But I couldn't afford to be cheated." There was doubt and sadden suspicion in the last sentence. "On my word and honor as a—pshaw, what does it signify? I have not lied to be delayed prevents nts meeting yon. Give mo what you will. My Robinson to-night. Will Mr. Robinson thanks will be as true and genuine for I make himself perfectly at home The little as for much." servants are directed to attend to his

Keep it. But tell me

now are yoa an ordinary man?", "I'll finish my sentence now. air. On

The man on the top step took a card from his pocket, and wrote a line in pencil. The tramp took it and read in print: Paul Hudson, druggist, Lakeville." And in pencil. "24 years of age." "I should like to snake your hand, if you please." "Certainly," said Paul Hudson.

As the tramp walked down the path to tbe street, Paul Hudson watched him. 'The quality of mercy is not strained.' But that fellow has strained $10 out of my pocket.

4It

droppeth like

the gentle rain from heaven.' And, sure enough, it is beginning to rain. 'It is twice blessed.' Well, I'll be hanged if I knew whether it is or not."

And Paul Hudson went into the house.

A young man sat in the wellcushioned seat of a sleeper and watched tbe snow fall slowly through the darkening air, at tbe near close of a brief December day. Strong, but not graceful noble-looking, not handsome richly dressed, but not in a manner to attract notice a face which spoke of sorrow, and on which there seemed to be the seal of peace rather than what could be pos sibly called happiness. This was the man who watched the earth bending tbe choulders of the hills to the white robe in which nature was wrapping it against the fierce cold of winter.

A certain article in a newspaper by bis side seemed to claim the attention of tbe young man. He took it up and read it for tbe tenth time at least.

Let us read it too "A Lucky Man.—Many of our readers have heard of the great case of Smith and Kobinson, which has been before trie courts in one form or another for more than twenty-five years. The last court decided it yesterday, and fbr the last time. The decision is absolutely final. The Robinson side has fton. The Smiths and Robinsons who were inter ested at first are all dead. In fact tbe Robinson family, which was interested years ago, is now extinct, and the property goes to a distant heir. The lawyer, who took the case years ago when he was a young man, was satisfied of the ?usticeof the claims of the Robinson family, andlhas worked for years without pay and in his old age has won.

without instructions. And Deducting all

expenses tbere remains a balance of some $50,000, which belosgs to Mr. Richard Robinson, of this city. Mr. Robinson received the news of his good luck to-day. He did not know that anything had been done in the case for years ne did not know that deaths among distant relatives bad left him the only heir. It was a complete surprise to him. An imperative invitation from Mr. Milton Muckle, the lawyer who has clung to the case for so loug, and Mr. Rpbinson, who yesterday was a poor clerk on $T

a year is now one of the richest men in our little city, and to-morrow he leaves us to remain for a time the guest of the lawyer, of whom he had until to-day never even heard."

The young man leaned back in his seat and looked thoughtful. [Doubtless the reader who had just read of the lucky man would himself look thoughtful if his name, were Rich? ard Robinson

If RobinsojaHgimWWP' »ame»to him te& yearf,ro¥llfWpSW^W!cn Tiafl al ways been hard, would always liaTO been easy. Five years ago he could have won love if he could have made a home, or rather, could have won love if he had tried, and would have tried if luck, or fate, or something, had not been against bim in every venture he made in -the courts of tickle fortune. A few years ago and he would have given comforts to a loved mother, to whom he could now render no other assistance tban to beautify the place where she was to rest in dreamless sleep "until the judgment day." Five years ago, and toil, pain privation, despair had not been bis. But at thirty-five life holds a great deal for any man who has a strong body, and honest soul, whatever sorrow or disappointment may have done for them in the past. So this man sat thinking of his money, of the happiness it would bring him, of the good he could do with it and all this despite the. fact that his face could never look quite happy again, that peace—not happiness—was, as we said, the great Beal which good fortune bad set upon him.

The train stopped. The brakeman rhouted something that sounded exactly as hieroglyphics look. Did the reader ever wonder whether the only literary men in ancient Egypt were the direct ancestors of modern brakemen? Mr. Robinson asked a gentleman near bim tbe name of tbe place, learned it was Rockland, therefore, his destination, and got out.

Several men shouted the names of tbe hotels tbey represented, and did it for the benefit oi the passengers who had left tbe train, although one would have thought that they intended to call sotne persons already at tbe hotels, and along way off, by the noise tbey made.

Mr. Robinson found a man who bad a back. He distinctly heard the man mention the factr ana lie ordered liimself taken to Mr. Muckle's.

When the back stopped and Mr. Robinson got out, he must have impressed thedriyeras being a lunatic of some sort. "I thought this was Rockland." "It is." "Well, I wanted to go to Mr. Muckle's." "This is tbe place." "Where is Lakeville?" "Thirty miles from here, fare is twenty-live cents."

And your

Mr. Robinson paid it and tbe backman drove off. It was late to arrive for a visit, but tbe well-trained servants at Mr. Muckle's bad their instructions, and it was not many minutes before Mr. Robinson was settled in a large and handsomely furnished room.

A servant brought bim a note: "Tbe compliments of Mr. Muckle, who regrets that business which cannot be delaved prevents his meeting Mr,

The man on the steps took his hand every order. from his pocket and laid a $10 piece in "A cool welcome," said Richard Robthe band of the dirty man standing one inson to himself, bat ate a hearty supstep below him. per, retired late, and alepl soundly—and "I never gave a penny to a beggar. I late, too. never gave food to a tramp- But von "A cool welcome,'* was Richard Robhave the $10 now. Keep it. But tell me inson's first thought as he awoke jn tbe

morning. Tbere was a rashing to and fro of hasty steps doors were opened

my honor as a gentleman. I have told Mid closed there were voices hashed yoa the troth, and I've acted tbe truth.! but eager. It was a cool welcome for, It was a question of life and death. I when tbe almost forgotten guest left his looked A tbe river as I crossed the, room, be learned tbe fearful truth—Mr. bridge. Suppose I had not come here Milton Mackle had been found marsuppose—suppose." He said the words dered in his bed that morning., lTzVf'

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The Coroner's jury examined the witnesses seperately. Mr. Robinson was examined as mere matter of form. He saw no one else in tbe room who had or would testify. He nad his luggage taken to the hotel, he had his dinner, and then he walked briskly out into the country for miles. It was all ao horrible to him. Here was the man who had done so much for him, the man who had won a fortune, which though justly his, could have been won only by patience and long, hard work. It was true tbat this man had had from the property all the fees for his service which the work waranted, but the service was of a kind which demanded more than money as payment far it. And this man was dead—dead by the hand of a murderer—before he could thank him. It was terrible! horrible! he could think of nothing else than the fate of the man who had been his friend.

In the early evening he came back. The verdict had been given. The laudlord said "They've said it was Mr. 'Muckle's nephew. I for one, don't believe it I've

knoAvn

them both for years and

years, and know they are stubborn and obstinate. Mr. Muckle has been a stubborn man his nephew a stubborn boy he's scarcely more than a boy yet. They had hard words last night about a girl the young man intended to marry. The old man, who has no other heir\)ut his nephew, said he would leave all his money to some public charity unless the young man gave it up, and the poor fellow was in his uncles power. Housed to be rich. Lost every cent in speculation three months ago, and $25j000 borrowed from his uncle with it. They almost came to blows last night. The servants knew it and testified to it, and the man admitted it. He didn't leave the-house until after midnight. Itlooks bad. They've arrested him and put him in jail. Every man in town but myself believes the poor fellow is guilty, don't. 1 believe a man he discharged from his employ.did it."

As our story is nearly done, let us say at once that the landlord was right and the rest were wrong. Ten years later a deathbed confession gave the truth.

Robinson lit his cigar and sat on the balcony at the hotel. Tbe moon came up and the night was cool and bright and beautiful. His thoughts went to the dead man. then back to himself. "How sweet and bright life is," he thought "how I pity this man who has lost his."

A man rode by swiftly, and he had a mask on. Another one and another. The landlord came out on the balcbny behind Robinson. "Curse the fools!" he said "it seems as if the town had all gone mad toge her. Do you see what it means

Down on the mgbt wind came to the sound of blows beating on a strong wall. Robinson looked up and said •'How horrible! It means lynching doesn't it?" "Yes," said the landlord, "that is just what it means. They won't listen they won't wait. They will have the doors down in an hour, and Paul Hudson is as innocent as I am." "What is the name

The tone was low and even. "Paul Hudson." "Please wait here a miuule," said Robinson.

In less than a minute ho was back, holding a package in his hand. "Keep that until morning," ho said, "and then take off" the other envelope and give the rest to the one addressed within. Do not open it until morning.

And with a face whiter than the moonlight, which fell upon it he had walked down the steps into the street. Ashe raised bis liat to the landlord, the latter fancied be saw more happiness in tbe wbit6 facieijtban hs would nave believed ap,Jbo^before it could have given ex-

"Keep back said a hoarse voice from beneath a mask. "Not so," said Robinson. "I must see your leaders." "Well, hurry up, then moments are precious.

A half minute later Robinson stood with the most active men among the lynchers and in the very shadow of the jail. "Gentlemen," he said, very seriously and very quietly, "you must make no mistakes. I am Richard Robinson. I slept at Mr. Muckle's house last night Paul Hudson is innocent. You art wrong about this murder—entirely and .utterly wrong. I did it!"

And he went with them quietly.

IV.

Paul Hudson has a card which he keeps with care, and which ho in not ashamed, strong man though tbat ho is to cry over sometimes. It is his business card, with his age—many years younger than he is now—written on it in pencil. And on the back "You saved me from a suicide's grave in|August. I save you frem a worse fate to-nigbt. Wo are quits. "RIOHAHD ROIHNSON."

HOW A LAWYER TREATED THE CASE. New Haven Conu., Union.

I, David Strouse, of New Haven, Connecticut, was attacked with a severe rheumatism in my right arm, hand and foot, so tbat I walked with difficulty and could hardly use my hand to eat with. I used one bottle of St. Jacobs Oil, rubbing well three times a day, and obtained instant relief and a perfect cure.

DAVID STROUSB, AWyrncy-al-Law.

"THE little good any of us can hi

must be done with our heart* thumping against the hearts of our fellow men," said a Boston preacher recently. The young lady bearers, we are told, looked approvingly at each other* Unity of action, concord, sympathy, and goodfellownhlp are admirable traits in human character but tbey will not heal our physical infirrnities. Catarrh, for example, stubbornly fettists their effects or influence. In point of fact this malady withstands all of its would-be destroyers except Ely's Cream Balm. "Solitary and alone" this Balm stands as the only recognized and infallible specific for Catarrh. "For 15years," says J. B. Case, 8t. Denis Hotel, Bwy., and 11th St., N. Y.

"I have been greatly annoyed with a disgusting Catarrh. My sense of smell, not to mention other troubles, became mach impaired. A thorough ase of Ely's Cream Mm has cured me of

It il

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A brave and fldthffal guardian of hemes and property rescued fry Imminent peril.'

A fEBY popular and well-known me of our police force, who has performed ci twelve years at the Union R.R. Depo^ Exchange Place, in Providence, R.l., his unsolicited testimony. Hear him: 1 have been dreadfully troubled will ease of the kidneys and liver during past six months at times I was so' sever. sUUicted that 1 was unable to stand on feet, aa my feet and lower parts of my were very badly swollen my urinary org were in a dreadful condition, my blood a in a wretched state, and it had becomo impoverished and circulated so poorly tti my hands and feet would be cold and nm and so white as to appear lifeless. cc not rest nights, but was so distressed all othat 1 could not. lie still in bed, but \vo keep turning and rolling from one side to other all night, so that I would feel tired and exhausted in the morning tli when 1 went to bed. My condition bccamt serious that I was obliged to stop work, for thirty days 1 was unnble to be on duty, consulted the best doctors, and tried tljM meroxis medicines and so-culled curoA" rapidly grew worse, and was in a sad ro tion every way when a long-time val friend of mine, prominent In this city ii large express company, urged mo to

Hunt's Remedy, as lie "had Known of \v derful cures elt'oeted by it. Upon liis rev scntntlon I obtained two Kittles of the ftL edy and commenced taking it as dircott-d, greatly to my surprise in less than twe tour hours 1 commenced to feel relieved. was in an awful condition when 1 begm take tho-Itemedv, and liad no faith in therefore, when 1 found almost ininiol,. relief, even in one day's use of it, my- li was made glad, and I assure jou 1 ecntir. to take the. Remedy and to* improve stantly frcin day to day. I took it with on my trip to Maine, for I was boimd to lilt with me all the time, and the result is 1 improved speedily all the time 1 was av and ever since my arrival liome, which several weeks ago, 1 have bi en on duty ev day. I feel tlrst-rate, and the swelling hand, foct, and legs have disappeared. the terrible backache, which used to IKJII me more than all the rest, troubles nu more, and I sleep splendidly nights, surely have very excellent and forcible sons'for speaking in praise of Hunt's l?t edy, for it has made a new man of me don't know what 1 should have dono with Hunt's Remedy it is the best medicine tli: ever took, and very gladly recommend it all who are afflicted with kidney or disease, or diseases of the urinary orgii I

Respectfully, I

ISAAC W. FAIKBROTI

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are nover imitated or counterfeited, is especially truo of a family medic and it is positive proof that the rem, imitated is of the highest value, soon as it had been tested and pro'l by the whole world that Hop Bihf was the purest, best and mostvalui*| family medicine on earth, many int tions sprung up and began to steal hotiees in wTiicli the press and peopl the Country had expressed tho merit H. B., and in every "»'ay trying to duce Suffering invalids to uso theirs instead oxpeeting to make money on credit and good name of II. B. others started nostrums put up in Hi*| lar style of H. B., with variously vised names in which the word"m or "Hops" were used in a way to inil people to beliove they were tho sunu I Hop Bitters. All such pretended ten dies or dues, no matter what their sb| or name is, And especially those with word "Hop" or "Hops" in their or in any wey connected with then.l their name, "are imitations or counu feit3. Beware of them. Touch iioml them. Use nothing but genuine Ij Bitters, with a bunch or cluster of grl Hops on tho white label. Trust noth| else. Druggists and dealers are against dealing in imitations ore feits. ..*•

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