Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 14, Number 47, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 17 May 1884 — Page 3

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

JThe New Prodigal.

Continued from Second Page. Time was precious now, for the wounded man vu sinking rapidly, and it needed no trained eye to tell that t-.i« life bad almost ran its course. And -48 each moment was precious, bat few words were required to cover the 'ears that had passed since last these

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Jhe bad oeen left for dead, and after months and months of weary sickness bad recovered only to find that Ms ••cause was indeed, a Lost Cause then, rafter roaming aimlessly through the

West and Southwest, with the memory of his father'scurseranklingin his heart, was well content to locate fn Southwest *Texas, where the railroad development bad increased in value bis thousands of .acres of wild land, until now he was tbe wealthiest man in the section where bis ranche was located. Honored be •was, for having fought for the Lost Cause, but bis peculiar ways, bis aver«iou to .would-be friends and acquaintances had made him unpopular, withal.

Returning from an unsuccessful pursuit of some cattle, which rascally Mexicans bad run over the Rio Grsnde into

Mexico, he had decided to pass the night An this rough place, and by chance—or was it fate F— met this experience, which was destined to change the current of &is life from the" gloomy depths in which it bad for so many years been lowing.

With John Lefiel's life we are familiar «p to the time when his letters ceased, =and bis aged parents were left in utier ignorance of his whereabouts. He still shad pride sufficient to keep from them 4 he knowledge of the depths into which ibe had fallen, and wandering tbroughout the west, growing from bad to -worse until we found nim, a common (railroad laborer, with little thought of 4bepast, and never a hope for the future. iFrora time to time be bad beard indirectly of his old home, and of his parents who had grown poorer year by year, without the aid of the strong arms, which unreasonable anger on the one 4Uaud and despair on the other bad deprived them. But so low bad be fallen that he had not the requisite determination to desert his evil ways, and go to their assistance. Now his opportunities were over. 4 The failing breath, the almost constant •expresMiou4f pain that hovered over the face of tbo wounded man told that death was not far distant. It was his last chance, and be could safely venture on a siubject that ordinarily would have wrought into a terrible rajge this strange tnan with the smooth face and the bard tines about the mouth. "Barfy,'' the dying man said, a thrill *6t tenderness iti his voice. "My dear •eld boy partner: It seoms so like the eld times to call you my boy partner again, and if I might live we could have -audi good times together. But it auoot be, and Harry it is my dying wish that you forgive the dear old father for bii harsh words, who long ago forgave 4smd forgot your boyish offonse, in the «orrow that his hasty anger caused bim.

Ilie good old mother and father—God dove them!—they need you now, and yon must go to them. If my death «hould bo the means of sending you 4uok to them. 1 am well content to die.'

He closed his eyes wearily, as if ex i^auated with the effort. Suddenly bi eyes opened, and there was in them the glassy look of approaching death. His mind was wandering now, and the voice bad grown fainter. "Thore!" he said, "there's the old woods pasture, and the creek, and tho willows hnnging over the old swimtning bole. There 1 there! don't you see them, Harry And see, there's the old orchard on the hill,and the path that runs over the hill to Maggie's house. There's Maggie, herself, my little wife!—but ahe turns from me, and runs! Walt Maggie, I'm coming! Now she's gone! h: Oh ie! and—and—and—I loved you ao! I—I—I—loved—you—"

The dyiog mati stretched forth hts bands as it to beckon this vision of bis lost love, there was a gasp, a clutobing at the throat as if to tear away an encircling grasp, a convulsive shudder—and the end had come! \«L tfc, y.

A bright lovely day in the beautiful Mad River valley, in Central Ohio. The air Is balmy and mild as in early spring and the sun, as it looks down on the lipids of ripened corn which the band of the gatherer has not yet touched, the long, stretch of firm white pike winding along between fertile fields, past comfortaolo looking farm houses and great roomy barns, on the one hand the gradual rise denoting the limit of the valley on the north, the southern limit marked by a line of forest trees, faintly discernible, which the advance of cultivation has net yet deprived of existence —the sun in Its journey o'er countless lands looks not upon a scene fairer than this. The lea tee are brown and golden, the grass Is no longer green, all betok•enlng the approach of winter and this day of great beauty seems but a last day of grace preceding a plunge Into a sea* •on of months and months of cold, and hardship* and privations.

The beauty of this October day attracts but little notice from the members of the household of Farmer John Leffel, for the old home that many years before had been so filled with content and plenty, is to-dy theaeeneof desolation. Farmer John, once so self-confident, so imperious In bis well meant Intentions, now grown aged, with feeble form and anowy hair, aits In bis old chair and {puree sadly in the flames that arise from the embers of the faint fire. Outside there is sunshine and warmth, bat In1 aide there la a chill that no fire can dieei pste— the chill of desolation.

The fortunes of the Lefffel household bad not prospered of late years as once they did. Farmer Joba

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able to give the work his personal attention, and without it the old place had gone gradually ta ruin. Besides, he was not very popular, and the few men who were willing to serve him did it more on account of their sympathy for "Mother" LeflW, wh-*r amkbrnty

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motion to transfer theoldl home from, John Leffel to the money lenders. The law had completed its work, judgment had been obtained for the plaintiffs, and this very day the sheriff is advertised to sell to the highest bidder the fee simple in certain very minutely described real estate, otherwise known as the "Leffel homestead." Farmer John's attorney has promised to bring him the story of the sale, with the name of the new owner, and they are waiting his ftriiv&lt

This is why there is disolation^ in the old home, and why the venerable couple who so soon mnst seek shelter elsewhere perhaps to find it only as subjects of

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7* •brothers mist. •Jol. Marquart, by which name be still was know, bad regained consciousness «nd escaped from the battle field where

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steadfastly in the dying embers. It is no time for conversation, and an oppres slve silence reigns supreme. All mornhave tbey been sitting this way now it is mid-afternoon, and still they are silent. How many times have they ia their thoughts visited every foot of the old familiar place, every cranny and nook in the old honse, calling up in endless array old memories and old associations. They are silent, and little cause is there for wonder at their silence.

So deeply are they engaged Jn their thoughts that they do not notice alight buggy that sweeps into the lane from the broad pike and comes rapidly upthe slight incline leading to the house. Neither do tbey see it as the horse is suddenly brought to a halt in front of the house, ana two men leap to the ground. One of them glances over the scene which the slow-descending sun baa not deprived of its beauty, and it seems tbat be recognizes once familiar surroundings.

The seuond man fastens the horse to a dilapidated hitching post, and starts toward the house, followed by the other, who still continues his examination of the place. The second man knocks at the door, and when it opens he enters hastily. He has evidently forgotten his companion for be closes the door without Inviting him into the house.

The knock arouses the occupants of the room from their reveries, but while Farmer John sinks again into his gloomy thoughts, Mother Leffel hastens to open the door, to admit Lawyer Williams, who, true to his promise, has come to tell the old owners who is to be their successor in the old home. There is no need for preliminaries, and they are dispensed with. The lawyer iu his business-like ay begins: "There was lively bidding for the place, Mr. Leffel, and much to my surprise the price went up to the full amount of the judgment against you. It was sold, sir, to a perfect gentleman, who, by a very strange coincidence bears the same Cbristiau name as yours. Mr. Harry Leffel, who is from Texas, I believe, is the purchser of the place. He is outside shall I bring him in

John Leffel is still so wrapped in his reveries that be pays but little heed to the words of the lawyer, although it ia at his own request tbat tne latter is here. But at the mention of the purchaser's,' name Mother Leffel starts to her feet such a mingled look of bewilderment anxiety and questioning on her face as to cause the lawyer to turn hastily to the door, open it, and in a low tone call to his companion to enter.

A compactlv-built man with a com manding air, clark eyes and smoothlyshaven face, enters the room, taking in with a single glance the poverty of the place. The good old mother draws a step nearer to better look into the face of this stranger, who bears the name of her lost boy. Still another step nearer. There is no deceiving the mother heart and the mother eyes, and wjth a scream of joy. gl*d cry, "Thank God! thank God! my boy! my Harry," she falls fainting to the floor.

The scream and the glad words arouse Farmer John and he starts from his chair to confront the dark-eyed, smooth faced man who gaze* steadily at hi For a secohd the elder man returns the gaze, but only for a second. Then a cry breaks from the once joyless lipa, and he falls into the arms of the younger man, then slips to the floor, where, on his knees, and clinging caress ingly to the other, ho weeps like a childBut the tears are those of gladness. "For this my son was dead, and Is alive again he was lost but is found." —A. C.

BUDDLESTON.

San Francisco Argonaut.

CI® A Dangerous Love.

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A winter day a cold sky full of snow dancing down in joyous vivacity, to cover, with negligent oharlty, the ugly little town and bidd its curious air of inoompletion. The walls of adobe and stone, the incongruities of design, the irregular, uneven streets full of rock in the rough, together with hill-setting of numerous abandoned prospect-holes and rudimentary tunnels, gave a whimsical suggestion tbat Titans had left unfinlsh ed a town they bad been cutting out from the earth's raw material.

This was the outside aspect as seen through a pair of tall windows, with curtains stretched back to gather every ra/ of light from the dim dull sky. That light, scant as it wits, brought out the home-like cheer within. The warm red of carpet and casual fittings comforted the eye. At the windows broad shelves full of plants, that gave the sole sugges tion of luxury, bar ting the aromatic brilliancy of a fragrat oedar fire. A room of whose possibilities the most bad been made, fall of the personality of its tenants a room where a man was tery apt to get a sense a reponse and ministration—chief requirements of the masculine nature.

Edward Lamb found its effect like that, leaning at ease la a homely big chair tbat had the knack, like all toe chairs at this bouse, of fitting the banian frame. A large, fair man, slightly inclined to stoutness, be was of tbat type of Irish beauty tbat involves wholesome, clear akin, Mushed with delicate roalbees, abundant blonde hair and deep blue eyee, with more sleepy tenderness than was strictly essential behind their long, thick lasbe«. 'Tm very fearful I'm In for another fort-night,'' be said "not ranch chance roads oj of the thing goes on.

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came back to her low seat on the nearth laughing. The impatience of his words was so completely at variance with the deliberation and contentment of his tone. "Possess your soul In patlenoo," abe •aid. "Itisonlva question of days for you, and then—'*Shemad« on expressive ittle gesture of farewell and departure. "And you?—are notyoa coming I some day t" "Oh, yea," ahe answered with a tain bUtbajtafrtfciMB, "when we sella mine !n

Mr. Lamb smiled »t her satirical touch mn the sanguis creed of the camp. Ledyaid was a dering what could taw beta," be aald, inconseqoently

Uohenkn boom, for whom the noise «nd harry of dUes is as ibe breath of Ufe.'»

Madeton Soalsby looked at him in

tently. "Well,'.' she said, a little sharply, "what has kept you T"

And yet he knew that Bhe was perfectly awpre what had.kept bim. Idlers both, they could hardly- have counted the long, companionable afternoons they had spent together that winter. The little town was agog with the Irishman's infatuation. It wsald have needed more than their joint asseveration to have convinced the gossips that between these two no love making had been. "Yes, I ought to have gone last week," he said, ignoring her audacity, when Ledyard went."

Why did you not go t" she persisted. The household cat had leaped upon her lap—a vicious, big beast, whose claws had a wicked way of unsheathing themselves upon fondling fingers. Mr. Lamb found himself dwelling on the fact that be never had seen Dick so requite Miss Soulsby's careless endear ments. The lazy creature laid himself luxuriously across her knees, like great, gray muff, as the girl nestled her hands on nis warm fur—delicate hands those, always, cold not clammy, but cold with a firm and reticent force of their own.

Someday—who knows?—it maybe made a penal offense—their exercise of this capacity some women have for indirect challenge this tacit wooing that perhaps outweighs a man's prerogative of outspeaking.

Edward Lamb was a phlegmatic man enough ordinarily, and little given to impulses but just now he would have bartered his soul's salvation for the right to displace Dick's parted fur with bis own handsome fair head, to feel that caressing toacb press down his throb bing eyelids. To his dying day he would not forget the picture tbat instant pho tograpbed on the retina ef his heart, For him, hereafter, no wonder ef art nor revelation of living beauty coulc dispel the memory of the graceful girlish shape whose quietude told of repression, not inertia the air of absolute self-confidence and cool, impartial self-disdain the bright face, with that mocking phase of mingled wooing and warning the grave childish wistfulness on tbat rounded brow the sweet lips just now curved in scorn the intent amber eyes.

Mr. Lamb averted bis gaze and took up a novel from a couch in the ingle nook. By the malignity of that perverse fate who misregulates to inopportunity these crucial moments, it was a novel treating of the domestic adventures of a young journalist and the pathetic small economies of his wife Both had read the tale inevitably their comments must partake of sentimental coloring. "Is it the manlier way," said Mr. Lamb, with a fine air of unconcern and indifference, "to offer a woman such a life as that?—or would one better pro tect her irom

Belf-sacrifice

Mr. Lamb found something ver brave and very pathetic in the simplici ty a»d detail of this confession. This endurance of vanity's mortification ap pea red heroic as contrasted with tbe lavish expenditure of other women far less lovely and worthy. But then, men are usually willing to concede great virtue to the practicality that achieves sightly results.. If Miss Soulsby's attire had been unbecoming or if Miss Soulsby's self had been less pleasing to tbe eye, no doubt her exposition of ways and means might have seemed sordid and revolting In the extreme. Also, some allowance must be made for tbe attitude of delightful intimacy implied in confidence on a topic so nearly per sonal as this of toilet matters. Altogether. many things go to mortify the triviality In value of discussion—between women and men—on puerile themes. "I thank you," said Edward Lamb, al most reverently. is all In "But this is all in the very Worst possible taste," said Mrs. Soulsby's, briskly sooth to My, I am in a huge fit of disgust—thanks, no doubt, to tbe weather. All this might look far mere endurable by a warmer light," with a disdainful gesture, comprehending the whole room, with its cheery make-shift decorations. Do you know," she went oa, while tbe man sat speechless before her darliag—or her innocence, as might be—"I have lately discovered in my nature a vein of strong sensuoassess, much to my sarprise lor I had fancied myself rather an ascetic person. But no! I delight in the pleasant sounds, I on beauteous sights, I revel in agreeable orders. Can anything thrill the soul like delicioas scents?—tbe touch of grateful texture charms me!"

She put tbe gray cat suddenly down upon tbe red brick hearth, as if with it she decisively set aside poverty, economy and all sordid and distasteful things. Leaning forward, she stretched her curving bands toward tbe leaping flame. "I could never be completely happy while cold," sbe said, "nor utterly miserable with my body clad in warmth. Oh, I do understand bow people can sell love and liberty—yes, and honor— for luxury!"

Where was tbe reserved and maidenly companion of a moment since, with her chaste cameo face and un responding fingers! This was a young Lamia, full of all sensuous longing opes and unconceated. Edward Lamb sprang to his feet, and. whirling towards tbe fire, tore from fate bosom a letter be bad hidden there. All day it bad burned there ia his breast, foil of its own admonition. "1 would have put it in her hand*," be told himself, between tbe muffled plunges of bis heart, "but now there SR no need. Her own speech me what aba feel*." .He

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Bilence?" That man is most fatuous who fancies tbat a woman will not make instant personal application of such a speech An exasperating smile of discernment bent Miss Soulsby's lip. "Men have the prerogative of committing any madness," she said "with women rests the veto power of self-pro-tection against such insanity.',' "Are you so worldly "I mav well be," said the girl, bit terly "Ibave known privation all my life long—that teaches the true VAlue of this world's goods."

Involuntarily hisgaze fell straight upon her garb—soft, rich, gray, its outlines defined here and there by broad bands of gay Roman stripe in some vel-vety-looking woolen fabric. "I cannot conceive your having known the need of money.'* he said "few women are dressed like that He stopped, becoming conscious how pointed was his speech. "Few are," she asserted, laughing, "happily for themselves and the peace of their households. I see. You like my frock—men are so short-sighted blind bats! You like it, and why Because it is nicely proportioned, and it is true to its purpose. "Do you see She held her drapery forward naively. "This is a frock for the house—not the sort of costume one would wear on the street, Harmony, adaptability that is it, not elegance. Tbe whole thing cost me— three dollars." "What!" "It is quite true. I paid that for the gray flan nei. The bright stripes was the best portion of a worn-out shawl, and I had the outtons," with an air of triumphant conclusion.

now there

letter between tbe cedar logs, with a very storm of passions sind temptations warring within him. And yet—so speedily, so silently, are made the decisions tbat determine the human destines !—before the curled and crackling ash flew upward, black and writhing, strange revulsion of feeling swept over him, and he loathed himself for the sin he would have done.

He turned reluctant eyes on Madelon Soulsby, afraid and ashamed and, behold, she sat, unconscious and composed as some young sunt, her grave brow serious and calm, her delicate hands folded, almost as if for prayer. Had Mr, Lamb come very near making a mistake?

Does a man live who can battle with temptation and overcome it, and then abandon the field without further dalli ance with evil Is it that we like to parade our power and make show of our strength "What a little creature you are," said Edward Lamb. "How tall definitely Stand up and let me see."

He put his hand as if to raise her from tbe chair, but drew back short of her finger-tips. For his life, he dared not now presume by so much as tbat slight touch. She stood up as simple as a child "What was it tbat Orianao said about his lady's stature "'Just as high as my heart'"—she barely breathed the words, yet with exquiaite tenderness, inclining her head with a movement unspeakably sweet and shy, until her cheek bent just abovo his throbbing heart, yet quite apart from him.

But before her hair was stirred by the sigh from his drooping lips, she sprang back like a creature at bay, her brow knit in a frown, her eyes blazing indignation and reproach. "How dare you," she cried. "What a itiful pretext! How ingenuous I How ull of courage!"

What wonder that the fair Irishman blushed for his own poor ruse to bring her near him for a moment! Was this acting Had she only a fleeted just now to discover his motive? Was his ardor answered by wild rapture in her own undisciplined heart? Or was she like some fair saint, far above the comprehension of earthy passions? Could she have used ignerantly the dangerous phraseology of evil, as a child might play unwittingly with engines of destruction—each innocently vain of its fancied knowledge? "Come in Miss Soulsby's isweet voice followed a knock at the door.

Mr. Lamb's associate came into the room, "Ledyard telegraphs that the line is open now, and a party is starting out ou have not a moment to spare. No one knows how long we may be shut in here, once the spring thaws set in."

And so before the curious scrutiny of this observer, they closed the day and bade each other but a formal adieu*

SC£NB II.

Mr. Edward Lamb brought to its close a letter, sitting in the reading-room of a hotel in the city at the western Seagate, Sundry influences had delayed its com pletion he bad but just come to the end of his transcontinental trip. A certain sense of freedom and elation was still new enough to intoxicate him, heart and brain he could not put out of his mind his sensation, when, crossing tbe bay from tbe train, he first caught sight of the city looming ahead like some mighty monster in bronze. And an acquaintance he bad made restrained him for a time.

He was just patting pen to paper when he was grasped by a fellow journalist, who presently introduced Mr. Lamb to a man sitting near a man whose name stands historic in the records of the State, whose position and great wealth might have commanded tbe younger man's attention. Beyond these his interest had been won by the mellow wisdom and gentle shrewdness of this quiet, kindly potentate, who, as per the the Pacific journalists' dictum, "owned half a county."

Even now, despise the vital interest of the lines he was writing, Mr. Lamb found bis mind and his eyes strayinf toward his neighbor. The fine, srftal head, venerable with its scant, white hair and flowing, gray beard, was in relief against the wall, tbat threw up all its wholesome freshness and calm benevolence. Mr. Lamb found a sorLof facination in this contemplation, and divided his attention pretty equally between the gentleman and the letter.

As he folded the sheet, he lifted his eyes toward the general staircase coming down from the floor abovq was the woman he was addressing.

Self-possessed and easily poised, she came toward him with the old free step and the old impenetrable challenge on brow and lip—a little warmer of tint, a little brighter of eye than they parted, It was only when she had come very close to him that she noted the exceeding richness of her attire, worn with the same careless grace as the old-time flannel.

She does become fine raiment!" his thought exulted, and yet she would not seem endimancbee in cloth or gold."

She paused beside liis chair and looked straight into his kindling, deep blue eyes with ber own unwavering gaze. 3 think I meet you here," he Mid sending you alette/ to El Paraiso

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rent as it is, it will speak as my lips cannot." He put the paper into her reluctant hand. "I would better not read it, I think," she said, gently "let me explain first

"Read 1" he said, almost fiercely and she read slowly down tbe page: It was a year since I have heard one word of yoa (the letter ran, with that abrupt beginning which signifies absolute absorption) when Ledyard, writing, mentioned causually that in passing through El Paraiso be bad met you there. The next day I started west again. I am here, but dare not go farther until I send in advance my explanation—not an sxcuse, mind—for what seemed a cruel and cowardly retreat when we parted out yonder—you remember tbe bleak and hopeless day. The fight I fought that afternoon has disabled me ever since bat also it has strengthened me. Qan yon understand tbat? No no woman can understand what it meant to have yoa there before my eyes, within reach of toy arms, and to leave yon. To know your sordid surroundings, to bear of your privations, to see you beating your wings against your prison bars, and to know that the pleasures and luxuries 1 would bare heaped upon you I most render in unwilling tribute to a woman I abhorred. Yon do sot know—no one on this side knew—that I bad a wife. I married ber In Loudon when I was just of age. Sbe was an honest woman—I would have divorced ber else bat ber coarse Mid vulgar nature made my life a bell. I gave up everything to ber and came to New York. She was nestled in luxury, and

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Now you understand tbe temptation I battled with out yonder. I bad a wild dream of carrying yoa away with me. How yon would have reigned a little careless set

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baa taoght knew! Jest aa that wonderful adapt-1 dropped tbeiftbUUjr will make yoa now the moat

finished and grscieus of grandee dames. I had a letter from her in my haud that day, and burned it in your cedar fire wnen I thought to do you tbat wrong. But the look on -your face drove back my words, thank God! and I can offer you now a guiltless future, for the woman who was my wife is dead. I am following this letter to-morrow. Faith fully yours, EDWARD LAMB.

She had grown very pale. She looked up with a gasp, one hand on her heart. Before Mr. Lamb could speak, could touch her, tbe gray-haired man he had been watching bad come to her side. "What ia it, Madelon

No voice of youth ever held half the tenderness of that old man's tone. She made a brave attempt to smile in in reassurance. "I was foolish—I am a little nervous to-day, perhaps—and—Mr. Lamb has given me, in this letter, ill news of an old friend. 1 will go away and rest a little from the shock. But first let me introduce What, Mr. Lamb have you already met—my husband

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OiruuiUtfalM directed. N* &/ tit*ft sat. Ttmttm sad |s trial benta ta

HOP

(La Bold by draggists and country stores. Mailed on receipt of prices Sop Plaster Cbtnpa*|r,

Jio»e,10

it mfur 1 fiesta

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l-KLnOM AK* sOKtedeMfojr*.

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PLASTER

Cbriokta the Back, Sid* or Hip, Hearalgla, Stiff 2 tad Kmrctoo, Sore Chest, Kidney Troubles and all oc aches eithor local or deep seated. nSooUtas,Sb« tns and Stimulates the parts. The Ttrtaea ot hops btaed with r*m»-clean and ready %o apply. Hntmanta. lotions and aatres. Price oenta »r ftcr

A GREAT SUCCESS^

Pro

prietors, Boston, Xaes.

S^5

THET^ F*MUYP!Tma^^IAWLE^^AO!M»ohlI3E

UrerPilla 16c. Pleasant la action and easy to

•BPLEK3ID VAKISmBC I

1 all labeled,year CHOICE

KYBEL

SAVE TOUR Terre Haute

Eye Infirmary

Dr. R» D. Ha'ey.of New York, late of Trenton, Mo. and Dr. J. JE. Dunbar. of St. Louis,late of Winchester, ProprIet*m

will treat all diseases of the Eye, 10 days, frea of chaise, if ample satisfaction is not given Office and rooms, southwest eornerThird and Ohio street*, where one of us can be re

sulted at all hours during the day. City ferenccs J. T. Mustek, druggist, next door to post office. N. H. McFerrin, dealer in agricultural implements, west aide publlo annai* Hiram Main.

grooerman, corner

iuar»

and

JHE DINGEE & CONARD CO* BEAUTIFUL EVEIt-BIiOOMlNQ

ROSES

Stronp Pot Plants, fa* immediate hloom.deliveredsafol? bymatl port-paid to all pouSi

!2ftrS2. IOror«3. 2S 4. 35 S. 75 10. 100 I3.J WE GIVE A WAYi".KXT'iin are Rosea than most establishments grow, sad ai* only oonoera tusking a HPKC1 AjL Baainesas

Roses. Sixty Larue Houses for Koaeaalooa. or New Guide, a compute fVtartMSpanCC

11A«

pp,e?«jan»/|f EaCa

THE DINCEE A CONARD CO. Kose Growers, WntOroTtiClmterUkP^

mHE IMPROVED

-"-United States Scales,

fagon, Stock, Coal, Hopper, Dormant Ball*' ad track and others, all sices. The best improved Scales in the workl, sold at prices that defy competition.

Send for Illustrated circular Address UNITED STATES SCALE CO. Terre .Haute, lad. Office and works on south Fourth Street. (Patented May 18th, 1875-Feb. 2fith, lftfR, Two patents Dec. 20th 1882.) S J. AUSTIN,. Patentee.

THE

MOST

RELIABLE FOOD

INTHEWQRLO

NOUU&

si"

thebesti

DIET?

out ram

voi'ftitsnt l.tt, MS-

Pettit's American

'P rr-oorT

COUCH CURE.

romcoMKmM-tiieii 11m

KINKBT CotTGit Ctnw Cow

OPE*

•w a

poutfDKD. Equal In merit to «PETTirS-EYE-MLVE.»

tax of

.um 0* TCNII 4'LIE'MILIL."iTTin CVE Large Slse Bottle* 60 Cents, jjim ne

f*qR

salb BY ALL DEALERS, ...

flood Pnjr Iter Agwntft. SIM le 8800 pst mo. msilenelllnt on I'd rum! Now History. Famous and Decltlrc BaUlmofitirWerM Write t»J.€. HOurd/ dc Co., C'lneiiiuuil, Oc

FOR THE BACK-WOODSMEN.

captivating narrative of early border life ever 1 nsnca for Old Agent* and splendid Bt»rt«r elllair

Thernu

AGENTS WAHTIDT

"tiri

Be5rinner»7 Agent* are now selling

books per day. Wet

books per day. Weg

want an Agent In every town. Send for terms and circulars nree-

Th« W. I. DIBBLE PUB CO., Cincinnati*

ACCIITQeHlierMX, ws ksn tfca newMt, b««t, ntMli

nQtll I O

Mt MilllMf srtlclr oat, a capital rrqatnrf, ra*

fsUlfor sTUrtoM. MPiaK lilTIl CO, Ml Caaal

BasrtooM. A certain core. Notoxjxtislre. Three months' treatment In un",jwickn#r. flood for Cola

In the Head, Headache. Dfxziness, Hay Fever, Ac. Bitty Cbnta. By all Druggists, or by E. T. HAZEI/riNIi,mail.

cnL

1st. To present falling oni of (b& hair. 3d. To ptwwt too rapid change of oolo«» 3d. Asa drawing It hat given entire satisfaction la entf instance. Yours respectfully,

AYKB'S WATB V1GOB la lollrdffiw from aneleaalf, daagaroos, or injurious safcstaaeea. It pteryuts tha balr from taming gray, lastores gray hair to its original eolor, baldness, preserves the hair sad its growth, eores daadrnff andL all dls gas as of the hair and scalp, -aad at the —OHMj

FXETABSD BY

Dr.J.C.Ayer&Co., Lowall, Mate* Sold by all Druggists.

JiDRnHS'rsEED^C|TUOGU£

O A E E 8 O A N I O N

!as®

LANDRETH it

Thai ibtffidwd Seefl

taad brfillsatly

SON8,Orovm,Lock

'•ft.

Wurren, Tm.

WILL BUY ONE

All are warranted. Send

ALL RIGHT

Helf-feed, STRAW 4k: HAT CUTTER.

looser It will

The knife i* Steel, snd tempered 11 fattened to lever with three bolts* and can le esall jr taken off to nhaipsa. The length of cut I* regulated br tlw lover to which the knife it bolteA.. The higher the lever rained,

toe

circular which will be mulled tUSS.

tNEWAHK MACHINE CO„ Mewarfc,

FROM THE PRESIDENT

OF BAYLOR 0MIVERSITY. Independence, Texas, Sept. 36,1882. OmUmtmt

Ayer's Hair Vigor

Haa been taed la my honaeboid for tbca*

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•f,

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WM. CASEY CBAJTB."

a wry superior ad

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