Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 14, Number 40, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 29 March 1884 — Page 6

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V" A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

A Perilous Secret

'•So,. 4— '?'f,

BY CHARLES READE,

jLathor of "Hard Cash," "Put yourself in His .ji Plaoe," "It"* Never Too Late to Mend," "Griffith Gaant," etc.

{Commenced in The Mail last week,] CHAPTER III.—CoimnuKD. Now just before this, two quick ears began to try to catch the conversation. Monckton had heard all that Colonel Clifford said, that warrior's tones werw so incisive but, as the matter only concerned Mr. Hartley, he merely grinned at the disappointment likely to fall on his employer, for he knew Mary Bartley was at death's door. He said as much to himself, and went oat for a sandwich, for it was his lnnch-time. Btit when he ntarned with stealthy foot, for all bis movements were cat-like, he caught Bight of Bartley and Hope in earnest conversation, and he felt very carions.

There was something so mysterious in Bartley's tones. Monckton drew up agaiust the little window, pushed it back an inch, and listened hard.

But he could hear nothing at all until Hope's answer came to Bartley's proposal.

Then the indignant father burst out, •o that it was easy enough to hear every word. "I part with my girl! Not for "the world's wealth. What! You call yourself a father, and would tempt me to sell my own flesh and blood No! Poverty,beggary, anything, sooner than that. My darling, we thrive together or starve together we will live together or die together I"

He snatched up his hat to leave. But Bartley found a word to make him hesitate. He never moved, but folded his arms and said, "So, then, your love for •our child is selfish." "Selfish I" oried Hope "so selfish that 1 would die for her any hour of the day." For all that, the taunt brought him down a step, and Bartley, still standing like a rock, attacked him again. *'If it la not selfish, it is blind." Then he took two strides, and attacked him with sudden power. "Who will staffer most if jou stand in her light Your daughter why she may die." Hope groaned. "Who will profit most if you are wise, and really love her, not like a jealous lover, but like a father? Why your daughter: she will be taken out of poverty and want, and carried to sea-breezes and scented meadows her health and her comfort will be in my care she will fill the gap in my houseand in my heart and will be the heiress when I die." "But she will be lost to me," sighed poor Hope. "Not so. You will be my right hand TOO will be always about ua you can see Mr, talk to her, make her love |Au, do anything but tell her you are heMather. Do this one thing for me. and I will do great things for you and her. To refuse me will be to cut your own throat and and hers—as well as mine."

Hope faltered a little. "Am I selfish?" he said. "Of course not" was the soothing reply. "No true lather is—give him time to think."

Hope clinched his hands in agony, and pressed them against his brow. "It is selfish to stand in her light but part with her—1 can't I can't." "Of course not: who asks you She will never be out of you sight only, inatead of seeing her sicken, linger, and die, you will see her surrounded by every comfort, nursed and tended like a

"Health, wealth and happiness 1" These words made a great impression on the still hesitating father he began to make conditions. They were all grafted heartily. "If ever you are unkind to her, the is again."

compact is"broken, and I olalm my own

"So be it. But why suppose anything ao monstrous men do not ill-treat children. It is only women, who adore them, that kill tnem and ill-use them accordingly. She will be my little benefactress, God bless her! I may love her more than I ought, being yours, for jny house is desolate without her but that is the only fault you shall ever find with me. There is mv hand on it."

Hope at last was taken off his guard, and took the proffered hand. That is a binding action, and somehow he could no longer go back.

Then Bartley told him he should live in the house at first, to break the parting. "And from this hour," said he, "you are no clerk nor manager, but my associate in business, and on your own terms." "Thank you," said Hope, with a sigh. "Now lose no time get into the house at once while the clerks are away, and meantime I must deal with the nurse, and overcome the many difficulties. Stay, here is a five-pound note. Buy jouraelf a new suit, and give the child a good meal. But pray bring her here in half an hour if you can."

Then Bartley took him to the lobby, and let kimout in the street, whilst he went into the house to buy the nurse, and make her his confidante.-

He had a good deal of difficulty with her she was shocked at the proposal, and, being a woman, it was the details that horrified her. She cried a

deal. She stipulated that her darling should have a Christian burial, and cried again at the doubt. But as Bartley conceded everything, and offered to settle a hundred pounds a year on her, so long aa she lived in his house and kept his secret, he prevailed at last, and found her an invaluable ally.

To dispose of this character for the present we must inform thereader that the proved a woman can keep a secret, and that in a very short time ahe was aa fond of Grace Hope as ahe had been of llary Bartley.

We have said that Colonel Clifford's talk penetrated Mo nekton's ear, but produced no great impreeaJon at the time. Not so, however, when he bad listened to Bartley's proposal, Hope's answer, and all that followed. Then he put this and Colonel Clifford's communication together, and saw the terrible isoportance of the two things combined. Thus aa a congenial worm grew with Jonah's

Kurd,

and waa sure to destroy it, Bart. jr*a bold and elaborate scheme waa furntobed from the outset with a most dangerous enemy.

Leonard Monckton was by nature a acbemer and by habit a villain, and he was sure to riut this discovery to profit. Became cut of the little officertad sat down athiadeek, end fell into a brown atudy.

He waa net a Utile ponied, and here his difficulty. Two attractive viloa presented themselves to his inlous mind, and he naturally heeibetween them. One waa to levy

lay hut genloi Wad

blarkmoil on Bartfor the other, to sell the secret to the Cliffords. But there was a special reason why he shoold incline towards the Cliffords, and whilst he is in his brown-study, we will let the reader into his secret.

This artful person had immediately won the confidence of young Clifford, calling himself Bolton, and had propared a very heartless trap for him. He introduced to him a most beautiful young woman—tall, dark, with oval face and glorious black eyes and eyebrows, a slight foreign accent, and ingratiating manners. He called tnts beauty his sister, and instructed her to win Walter Clifford in that character, and to marry him. As she was twentytwo, and Master Clifford nineteen, he had no chanee with her, and they were to be married this very day at the Register office.

Manoeuvring Monckton then inclined then to let Bartley's fraud go on and 'illy expose it for the

ripen, but eventua benefit of young who adored this Monckton, because, when a beautiful woman loves an ugly blackguard, she never does it by halves.

Walter and his wife,

But he had no sooner thought out this conclusion than there came an obstacle. Lucy Muller's heart failed her at the last moment, and she came into the office with a rush to tell her master so. She uttered a cry of joy at sight of him, and came at him panting and full of love. "Oh, Leonanf, I am so glad you are alone! Leonard, dear Leonard, pray do not insist on my marrying that young man. Now it comes to the time, my heart fails me." The tears stood in her glorious eyes, and an honest man would have pitied her, and even respected her a little fqr her compunction, though somewhat tardy.

But her master just fixed his eyes coldly on his slave, and said, brutally, "Never mind your heart think of your interest."

The weak woman allowed herself to be diverted into his topic. "Why, he is no such great catch, I am sure. "I tell you he is, more than ever: I have just discovered another £20,000 he is heir to, and not got to wait for that any longer than I cnoose."

Lucy stamped her foot. for his money.

"Idon't eare

Till he came with his

money you loved me." "I love you as much as ever," said Moncktca, coldly.

Lucy began to sob. "No, you don or you wouldn't give me up to that young fool."

The villain made a cynical reply, that not every Newgate thief could have matched. "You fool," said he, "can't you marry him, and go on loving me? you won't be the first. It is done every day, to the satisfaction of all parties." "And to their unutterable shame," said a clear, stern voice at their back. Walter Clifford, coming rapidly in, had heard but little, but heard enough and there he stood, grim and pale, a boy no longer. These .two skunks had made a man of him in one moment. They recoiled in dismay, and the woman hid her face. "He turned upon the man first, you may be sure. "So you have palmed this lady off on me as your sister, and trapped me, and would have destroyed me." His lip quivered for they bad passed the iron through his heart. But he manned himself, and carried it off like a soldier's SOD "But if I was fool enough to leave ray father, I am not fool enough to present to the world your cast-off mistress as my wife." (Lucy hid her face in her hands.) "Here, Miss Lucy Monckton— whatever your name may be—here is the marriage license. Take that and my contempt, and do what you like with them.'f

With these words he dashed intb Bartley's pl-ivate room, and there broke down. It was a bitter cup, the first in his young life.

The baffled schemers drank wormwood too but they bore it differently. The woman cried, and took her punishment meekly the man raged and threatened vengeance. "No, no," said Lucy "it serves us right. I wish I bad never seen the fellow then you would have kept your word, and married me." "I will marry you now, if you can obey me." "Gbey you, Leonard You have been my ruin but only marry me, and I will be your slave in everything—your willing, devoted, happy slave." "That is a bargain," said Monckton. cooly. "I'll be even with him I will marry you in his name and in his pl&ce."

This puzzled Lucy. "Why in his name said she. He did not answer. "Well, never mind the name," said she, "so that it is the right man—and that is you."

Then Monckton's fertile brain, teeming with villains, fell to hatching anew plot more felonous than the last. He would rob the safe and get Clifford convicted for the theft convicted as Bolton Clifford would never tell his real name, and Lucy should enter the Clifford's house with a certificate of bis death and a certificate of his marriage, both obtained bv substitution, and so collar his share of the £20,000, and off with the real husband to fresh pastures.

Lucy looked puzzled. Hera was not a brain to disentaagle such a monstrous web.

Moncston reflected a moment. "What is the first thing? Let me see Humph! I think the first thing is to get married." "Yes," said Lucy, with aa eagerness that contrasted strangely with his cynical composure, "that is the first thing, and the most understandable." And she went dancing off with him as gay as

a lark, and leaning on him at an angle of forty five whilst he went ere cold, like a stone figure marching

Walter Clifford came out in time to see them pass the great window. He watched them down the street, and cursed them—not loud hut deep. "Mooning, as usual," said a hostile voice behind him. He turned round, and there waa Mr. Bartley seated at his own table. Young Clifford walked smartley to the other side of the table, determined this should be his last day in the shop. "There are the payments," said he, cavalierly.

Bartley inspected them. "About one in five," said he, dryly. "Thereabouts," waa the reply. (Consume te indifference.)

You cant have pressed them much." "Well, I am net good at dunning." "What are you good at "Should be pntiled to say." ••You are not fit for trade." "That is the highest compliment was rer paid me." "On, you are impertinent as well as incompetent, are you? Then take a week's warning, Mr. Bolton." "five minutes would suit DM better, Mr. Bartley." "Oh! Indeed! Say one hour." "All right, sir just time for a city clerk's luncheon—glass of bitter, aandwich, peep at Punch, dgarrette, and a chat with the bar-maid."

Mr. Walter Clifford waa a gentleman, but we most do him the iastke to say that in this interview with bis employer be ww a very impertinent one, not only in wards, but in the delivery thereof. Bartley, however, thought thts impertinence wss pat on, and that he had grave

reasons for being in a hurry. He took down the numbers of the notes Clifford had given him, and looked very grave and suspicious all the time.

Then he locked up the notes in the safe, and just then Hope entered the door of the little office and looked in. "At last," said Hope, "I have only been half an hour, and I bave changed my clothes and stood witness to a mar riage. She begged me so hard: I was at the door. Sura a beautiful girl! I could not take, my eyea off her." "The child?" said Bartley, with natural impatience. "I have hidden her in the yprd." "Bring her this moment, while the clerks are out."

Hope hurried out, and soon returned with his child, wrapped up in a nice warm shawl he had brought her with Bartley's money.

Bartley took the child from him, looked at her face, and said, "Little darling, I shall love her as my own then he begged Hope to sit down in the lobby till be should call him and introduce him to his clerks. "One of them is a thief, I'm afraid."

He took the child inside, and gave her to his confederate, the nurse. "Dear me," thought Hope, "only two clerks, and one of them dishonest. I hope it is not that good-natured boy. Oh no! impossible."

And now Bartley returned and at the same time Monckton came briskly in through the little office.

At sight of him Bartley Said, "Oh, Monckton, I gave that fellow Bolton a week's notice. But he insists on going directly." Monckton replied, slyly, that he was sorry to hear that. "Suspicious Eh said Bartley. "So 8uspieious that if I were you—Indeed, Mr. Bartley, I think, in justice to me, the matter ought te|be cleared to the bottom." "You are right," said Bartley: "I'll have him searched before he goes. Fetch me a detective at once."

Bartley then wrote a line upon his card, and banded it to Monckton, directing him to lose no time. He then rushed out of the bouse with an airof virtuous indignation, and went to rpake some delicate arrangement to cprry out a fraud, which, begginp HH parti..,,, was as felonious, though cm so pro*.Hie, as the one he suspected Monckton was n»- ri aback by the sudc •. he was too clear-hco: fault. The matter

Monckton entered this lobby, abd inserted the numbered notes into young Clifford's coat, and the false keys into his bag. Then he whipped back nastily into the office, with hiB craven face full of fiendish triumph.

He started for the detective. But it was bitter cold, and he returned to the lobby fer his own overcoat. As he opened the lebby door the swing-door moved, or be thought so he darted to it and opened it, but saw nobody, Hope having whipped behind the open door of the little room. Monckton then put on his overcoat, and went for the detective.

He met Clifford at the door, and wore an insolent grin of defiance, for which, if they bad not passed each other rapidly, he would very likely have been knocked down. As it was, Walter Clifford entered the office flushed with wrath, and eager to. leave behind him the mortifications and humiliations be had endured.

He went to his own little desk and tore up Lucy Muller's letters, and his heart turnea toward home. He went into the lobby, and, feeling hot, which was no wonder, bundled his office overcoat and his brush and comb into his bag. He returned to the office for his penknife, and was going out all in a hurry, wnen Mr. Bartley met him.

Bartley looked rather stern, and said, "A word with you, sir." "Certaitf ly, sir," said the young man, stiffly.

Mr. Bartley sat down at his table and fixed his eyes upon the young man with a very peculiar look. "You seem in a very great hurry to go." "Well, lam." "You have not even demanded your salary up to date." "Excuse the oversight I was not made for business, you know." "There is something more to settle besides your salary." "Premium for good conduct "No, sir. Mr. Bolton, you will find this.no jesting matter. There are defalcations in the accounts, sir."

The young man turned serious at once. "I am sorry te hear that, sir," said he, with proper feeling.

Bartley eyed him still more severely. "And even cash abstracted." "Good heavens! said the young maa, answering his eyes rather than his words. "Why, snrely you can't suspect me?"

Bartley answered, sternly, "I know I bave been robbed, and so I suspect er— body whose conduct is suspicious."

This was toe much fer a Clifford to bear. He tamed on him like a lion. "Your suspidens disgrace the trader who entertains them, not the gentleman they wrong. You are too ola for me to give you a thrashing, so I won't stay here any longer to be insulted."

He snatched up his bag and was marching off. when the door opened, and Monckton with a detective confronted him. ••No," roared Bartley, furious In turn "but you will stay to be examined." "Examined!" "Searched, then, if yon like it better." "No, don't do that/' said the young fellow. "Spare me such a humiliation."

Bartley, who was avaricious, hut not cruel, hesitated. "Well," said be, "I will examine the safe before I go further."

Mr. Bartley opened the safe and took out the sash-box. It waa empty. He uttered aloud exclamation. "Why, it's a clean sweep 1 A wholesale rof Notes and gold all gone! No were in such a hurry to leave! some of the notes were numbered, him."

you Luckili

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young clerk of. a little token of all this but to be long at

vtud brought to a

point. Well, he must shoot flying. In a moment he was at the safe, whipped out a bunch of false keys, opened the safe, took out the cash-box. and swept all the gold it contained into bis own pockets, and took possession of the notes. Then he locked up the cash-box again, restored it to the safe, locked that and sat down at Bartley's table. He ran over the notes with feverish fingers, and then took the precaution to examine Bartley's day book. His caution was rewarded—he found that the aotes Bolton had brought in were numbered. He instantly made two parcels—clapped*, he unnumbered notes into his pocket. The numbered ones he took in his hand into the lobby. Now thits lobby must be shortly described. First there was a door with a glass window, but the window bad dark blue gauze fixed to it, so that nobody could see into the lobby from the office but a person in the lobby by putting his eye close to the gauze, could seeTnto the office in a firmly sort of way. This door opened on a labatory, and there were also pegs on which the clerks hung their overcoats. Then there was a swing-door leading direct to the street, and sideways into a small room indispensable to every office.

"No, no. Dont treat me like a thief!" cried the poor boy, almost sobbing. "If you are innocent, why object?" said Monckton, satirically. "You villidn," cried Clifford," this is your doing! I am sure of it!"

Monckton only grinned triumphantly but Bartley fired up. "If there is a villain here, it is you. He is a faithful servant, who warned

hiB

employer."

He then pointed sternly at young Bolton, and the detective stepped up to him and said, curtly, "Now, sir, if I must"

He then proceeded to search his waistcoat pockets. Th6 young man hung his head, and looked guilty. He had heard of money being pat into an innocent man'8 pockets, ana he feared that game had been played with him.

The detective examined his waistcoat pockets and found—nothing. His other pockets—nothing.

The detective patted his breast and examined his stockings—nothing. "Try the bag," said Monckton.

Then the poor fellow trembled again. The detective searched the bag—nothing.

He took the overcoat and turned the pockets out—nothing. Bartley looked surprised. Monckton still more so. Meantime Hope had gone round from the lobby, and now entered by a small office, and stood watching a part of this business, viz., the search of the bag and the overcoat, with a bitter look of irony. "But my safe must have been opened with false keys,"'cried Bartley. "Where are they?" "And the numbered notes," said Monckton, "where are they "Gentleman," s^id Hope, "may I offer my advice

'Who the devil are you said Monckton. "He is my new partner, my associate in business," said the politic Bartley. Then deferentially to Hope, "What do you advise "You have two clerks. I would examine them both." "Examine mef" cried Monckton. "Mr. Bartley, will you allow spch an affront to be put on your old and faithful servant "If yeu are innocent, why object?" said young Clifford, spitefully, before Bartley could answer.

The remark struck Bartley, and he acted on it. "Well, it is only fair.to Mr. Bolton," said he. "Come, come, Monckton, it is only a form."

Then he gave the detective a signal, and he etepped up to Monckton, and emptied his waistcoat pockets of eightyfive sovereigns. "There!" cried .Walter Clifford. "There! there!" "My own money, won at the Derby," said Monckton, coolly "and only apart of it, I am happy to say. You will fin£ the remainder in bank notes."

The detective found several notes. Bartley examined the books and the notes. The Derby! He was beginning to doubt this clerk, who attended that meeting on the sly. However, he was just, though no longer confiding. "I am bound to say that not one of. the numbered notes is here."

The detective was now examining Monckton's overcoat. He produoed a small bunch of keys. "How did they come there?" cried Monckton, in amazement.

It was an incautious remark. Bartley took it up directly, and pounced on the keyes. He tried them on the safe. One opened the safe, another opened the cash box.

Meantime the detective found some notes in the pocket of the overcoat, and produced them. "Great heavens!" cried Monckton," "how did they oome there "Oh, I dare say you know," said the detective.

Bartley examined them eagerly. They were the numbered notes. "You scoundrel," he roared, "these show me where your gold and your other notes came from. The whole contents of my safe in that villain's pockets I" "No, no," cried Monckton, in agony.

It's all a delusion. Same rogue has planted them thereto ruin me." "Keep that for the beak," said the oliceman "he i* sure to believe it. Come, my bloke. I knew who was my bird the moment I clapped eyes on the two. 'Taln't his first job, (tents, you take my word. We shall find his photo in some jail or other in time for the

'Away with him!" cried Bartley, fu'ly* As the policeman took him off, the

riousl As the po. baffled villain's eye fell on Hope, who stood with folded arms, and" looked down on him with lowering brow and the deep indignation of the just, and yet haughty triumph.

That eloquent look was a revelation to Monckton. "Ah," he cried,"it was you."

Hope's only reply was this: "You double fellon, false accusor and thief, you are caught in your oton trap."

And this he thundered at bun with such sudden power that the thief went cringing out, and even tho«e who remained were awed. But Hope never told any body except Walter Clifford that be had undone Monckton's work in the lobby and then the poor ooy fell upon his neck, and kissed his hand.

To run forward a little: Monckton was tried, and made no defense. He dared not call Hope as his witness, for it was clear Hope must bave seen him commit the theft and attempt the other villainy. But the false accusation leaked out as well as the theft. A previous conviction was proved, and the indig nant judge gave him fourteen years.

Thus was Bartley's fatal secret in mor tal peril on the day it first existed yet on that very day it was saved from exposure, ana buried deep in a jail.

Bartley set Hope over his business, and was never heard of for months. O VUIUQU U|r

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No. 4x5! OHIO STREET^

TERRE HAUTE, INDI^NJJ.

THE IMPROVED

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•'Tea claim tee •nek for SAXABITA* Kauri**," says a skeptic. "How can one medicine be a specific for Epilepsy* Dyap*p«ta» A Icohellaa* Offan Bails*, BheaaatiiM,

(Established 181S.) J-

For all Disease of the Eye, Ear, Head, Ko9 Throat, Lur.gs and all Chronic Diseases,

Habit, Rheumatism, Neural gin. Skin Diseases, DI3» EASES of the STOMACH, LIVER, 6PLEEX, HEART Wf diseases of the Kidneys and Bladder, and all diseases sr the Genito-Crinary System. ALL NERVOUS EASES: Paralysis, Chorea or St. Vitus Dance, Bpfc lepsv, Catalepsy, SCROFULA in all its forms, and all those diseases not successfully treated bv the "busy j&v Physician" and Deformities of all kinds, ana Instrument* furnished. ELECTJtlCl'TYand ELECTRIC RA

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All eases of Ague. Dumb Ague or Chlllai. »ud Fever, Flatula, Piles, Ulcers and Fissure* of the Rectum, Lupus, most Cancers, most Skin IHs eases, Female Diseases generally. Granulated Lids, Ulcers of the Cornea, Weak and Sore Byes, Oatarrlb of the Eye, Ear, Nose, Throat or Skin /Eciemali «s* Spermatorrhea or diseases peculiar to Me a and Tenth*

..Jpilepsy

Sore Legs, Old Sores (anywhere upon the bodyi Shea* matism, Acute or Chronic. Gonorrhoea, Syphilis aa* Chancroids.

Brlght's Disease and Btlloaa Colic, Ete.

y800,OOO

Consultation free and Invited. Address with stampJ^

ACRE8 OF

VALUABLE ^•1^^

ANDS

in NORTHERN WISCON8IN on the lino of

the WISCONSIN CENTRAL RAILROAD forra.h* on liberal terms to actual

8ettlera.

with good map sent

twenty

years

Full particular!-

free. CHAS. L. COLBY,

LAND COMMISSIONER, W.C.R.R., Milwaukee, Wls«

A HOME DRUGGIST

TESTIFIES.

Popularity at home Is not always tho best est of merit, bat we point proudly to the faqf that no other medicine has won for iteeli such universal approbation in its own elty( state, and oountry, and among all people, aa

Ayer's Sarsaparilla.

The following letter from one of our best* known Massachusetts Druggists should te pf Interest to every sufferer:—

RHEUMATISM. iWssfci

IIIILUITin I lUITIl Rheumatism, so severe that I could not move from the bed, or dress, without help. I tried several remedies without much if any relief, until I took

AYEB'S SARSAPARILLA,

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by the use of two

bottles of which I was completely cured. Have sold large quantities of your

SARSA

PARILLA, and it still retains its wonderful popularity. The many notable cures it lias eifected in this vicinity convince me that it js the best blood medicine ever offered to th» public. E. F.

Biver St., Buckland, Mass., May 13,1882.

United States Scales.

Wagon, Stock, Coul, Hopper, Dormant Railroad track anil others, all sites. UHU inwn BUU UlllCIOli

The bent Improved Scales In the world, sold tt prices that defy competition. Bend for illustrated circnlnr. Address

'"S

HARRIS."

GEORGE ANDREW*.

A1IT ftlinill GEORGE ANDREW*. \AI I KHrllM overseer in the Lowell WHU IllllaUllli Carpet Corporation, was for over twenty years before his removal to Lowell afflicted with Salt Rheum In Its worst form. Its ulcerations actually covered more than half the surface of his body and limbs. He wai SARSAPARILLA Almanac for 1883.

He was entirely cured by

Xfar all BaAIW K«VS DlSBASBS. Onjy turs Kurt for Nervt AfftctUmt. Pitt, '/fIfflMLLlsLa If tsfcen as dlrectsd. N» FUt a/nr

pic: ill

AYER'S

See certificate In Ayer's

PREPARED BT

Dr. J. C. Ayer & Co., Lowell, Mass. Sold by all Druggists $1, six bottles for S3*

UMTKD STATES SCALE CO. Terre Haut*\ Ind,

Office and works on south F^urth Htreet. (Patented May 18th, lK75-Feb. 9®th,1878. Two patentu Dec. 20th 1882.) S. J. ALBTIIt, Patentee.

I STOPPED FREE

Marvticut tueettt. Insane Persons Restored Dr.KLINE S GREAT

—F NERVERESTORER

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EMV toase. Aeertsincui^ Notex^i^ve. Thr«« montn*' treatment in ony. package,iS fa the Head, Headache, ^haloes",

E E A S E S S

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SUPPORT

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