Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 15, Number 45, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 2 May 1885 — Page 6

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE,

"COME ASHORE."

BY ROBERT BUCHANAN.

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CHAPTER IV.

INTRODUCES WILLIAM JONES AND HIS FATHER. My story is noe

bound to follow in the

footsteps of Matt, who, on quitting the presence of her artist friend, walked rapidly along thaesand-incumbered road in the direction of the sea.

Skirting the lako upon the left band, and •till having the ocean of sandhills upon her ri^ht, she gradually slackened her pace. A spectator, had he been by, would have doubtless observed that the change was owing to maidrn meditation that, in other words, Matt bad fallen into a brown study.

Presently she sat down upon a convenient stone, or piece of rock, and, resting her elbows ou her knees, her chin in her hands, looked for some minutes at vacancy. At last she roao, flushing warmly, and murmuring samathing to hersau.

Tho something was to this effect: "Hi? hand) oro aj white as a lady's, when lie pulls of! them gloves, and he said I was as pretty aa my picture."

I can only guess at the train of reasoning which lod to this soliloquy, and express my opinion that Matt had well-dovelopca ideas on fco subject of the sexes. True, she was not abovo sixteen, and had little or no experience •f mnn, nono at all of man who were both young and good looking. Nevertheless, she wa.3 not insensible of the charms of a wliito hand, and othor tokens of masculine refinement airl beauty.

By a natural sequenoe of ideas, she was led to stretch out her own right hand and look at ft critically. It was very brown, and covered With huge golden frocklos. The inspection not l»Lng altogether satisfactory, she thrust fcoih licr hands Irritably into the pockets of Iwr jacket, and walked on.

Leaving tho lako behind her she followed tbo road along a swampy hollow, down which tho shallowest of rivulets crept along by the sea, now losing Itself altogether in jnamy patches of suspicious greenness, again •merging and trickling with feeblo glimmers over pebble and sand. Presently she left the road and came upon a primitive wooden bridge, consisting of only one plank, supported on two cairns of stone, nere she paused, and seeing a rod-legged sand-piper funning about on the edge of the water just pelow her, made a gesturo like a boy's throwBig a stone, wh eon the sand-piper sprang •p chirping, and flew along out of sight

By this time she was in full sight of the tea. Dead calm, and covered with rain-col-Orod shadows, it touched the edges of tho flat Bauds about a mile away, and left one long creamy line of changeless foam. The sands ttiecnselvcs strotched away to the westward tar as eye could see. But to the left and eastward, that i? to say, In the direction toward which sho was going, there was a long, rocky promontory, with signs of human habitation. Breaking into a swing-like trot, Matt hastened thither, following a footpath across ttarahy fields.

In duo time she came out upon a narrow and rudely mado road which wound along tho rocky promontory, at low water skirting the sand, at b,:gh water, tho sea. The ilrst house riio reached was a wooden life-boat house lying down in a oroek and it being then low tide, at soma distance from the water's edge. On tho roadside above the house was a flagatafT, and beneath the flagstaff a wooden seat. All was very still and desolate, without a sign of life but a little farther along the road was a row of cottages which seemed inhabited, and were in fact the abodes of the coastguard. Instead of lingering here Matt proceedod on her way until she reached what at first sight looked like tho beginning of a village or small town. There were houses on each side of tho road, some of them •overal stories high -but close inspection riiowed that most of them were roofless, that few of them possessed any windows or doors, and that nearly all were decayed and dilapidated from long disuse, while not a few had a blasted and Binistor appearance, as if blackened by firo. And still there was no sign of any human soul. Suddenly, however, the street samo to an end, and Matt found herself on a sort of rocky platform overlooking the sea and on frhfa platform, shading his eyes from tho blazing sun and looking out seaward, was a solitary man.

So intent was he on his occupation, that he was unconscious of Watt's approach till sho was standing by his side. He turned his eyes apon her for a moment, and then once more gazed out to sea.

A

short, plump, thickset man, with a round, wcathoHtwatcn face, which would havo boon good humored but for its expresdon of extreme watchfulness end greed. The eyes were blue, but very small and keen the forehoad low and narrow the hair coarse antd sandy tho beard coarser and sandier still. Ho might havo been about 50 years of age. His dress was curious—consisting of a yellow sou'-westor, a pair of seaman's coarse canvas trousers and a blue pilot jacket, ornamented with brass buttons which bore the Insignia of Her Majesty's naval serviea,

Presently, without turning his eyes again fctita the far distance, tha man spoke in a k&slcr, far-away whisper: •'Matt, do you eoo summat out yonderf

Matt strained her gasa through the dacriing sunlight, but failed to discern any ob jeel on tho light expanse of water. •Tiook ye now," continued the man "it aay be drifting weed, or it may be wiack hut it*s summat. Look again." "Summat black, William Joncaf "Yes. Coming and going. Now it cocoes, and it's black now it goes, and the water looks white where it was. If it isn't wreck, it's weed if it ain't weed, it's wreck. And tho tide's flowing, and it'll go ashore afore aight at tho Caldron Pint, if I wait far it But I shaVt wait," ho added, eagerly. 'Til go and overhaul it now.*

Ho looked round suspicious, and then said: "Matt, did you see any of them coastguard chaps as you come along "No, William Jones." "Thought not They Ye up Fencroes w*y, fcx-.H.'VT chout so there's a chance for a hones. v, an look arter his living without no

You come along with me, and

if it Lt at Pll gie thee tuppeoco some o'

As 1 inud to go, his eyes fell for the first Hmo on I uttire. "What's* Is, Matt! What are you doing la vot:r Sum: \y dotheaP the prl was at a lass how to reply. She kfttsbxd scarlet, and hong down her head. Fortn :»',c!y for her, the man was too absorbed in his main object of thought to oate* irther. He only shock his fat 1 hi we dJsBoprobatioo, and led the &>wa to a mail creek in tha rooks, where an coble was rocking, ascursd by aruit ni« 11 and tab tbe paddles. FB stt astern and hmp watch.

The girl obeyed and leaped In but before sitting down she tucked up her dress to her lrnm-fl to avoid tjse dirty water in the bottom of the boat William Jones followed, and pushed off with his hands. Calm as the water was, there was a heavy shoreward swell, on which they were immediately uplifted, with soma danger of being swept back on tho rocia but ilatt handled tho paddle like one to the manor born, and the boat shot out swiftly on the shining sea.

Tho sun was burning with almost insufferable brightness, and the ligit blazed on the golden mirror of the water with blinding, frefracted raya. Crouching in the stern of the beat, William Jones shaded his eyes with both franca and cozed intently on the object ho had discovered far out to sea. Now and then he mado a rapid motion to guide the girl in her rowing, but he did not speak a word.

Oh, how hot it was out there on tho widaless waves! For some time Matt pulled on in nlence but at last she could boar it no longer, and rested on her oars, with the warm perspiration streaming down her freckled cheeks. "Pull away, Matt," said the man, not looking at her. "You ain't tired, not you!"

With a long-drawn breath Matt drew in the oars, »*id| swift as thought, peeled off her jacket «Tid threw off her hat, leaving her head exposed to the burning sun.

Now, tho silk gown sho wore had evidently been '1gA^ by its original owner as a festal raiment, for it had been cut low, and had short sleeves. So Matt'a shoulders and arms were perfectly bare, and very white tney looked in contrast with her sun-freckled hands, her sun-burned face, and her warm brown neck. Her bust was as yet undeveloped, but her neck and shoulders were fine, and her arms beautifully molded. Altogether, her friend the painter, could he have seen her just then, would have regarded her with increasing admiration.

Freed from the incumbrance of her jacket, she now pulled away with easy grace and skill. Farther and farther the beat receded from shore, till the promontory they had left was a couple of miles away. Suddenly William Jones made a sign to the girl to stop, and stood up in the boat to reconnoitre.

Tho object at which ho had been gazing so long was now clearly visible. It consisted of something black, floating on a glassy stretch of water, and surrounded by fragments of loose scum or froth it was to all appearance motionless, but was, in reality, drifting wearily shoreward on the flowing tide.

William Jones now evinced increasing excitement, and urged his companion to hurry quickly forward—which she did, putting out all her strength in a series cf rapid and powerful strokes. Another quarter of an hour brought them to the spot where the object was floating. Trembling with eagerness, the man leaned over the boat's side with outstretched hands.

As he did so Matt turned her head away with a curious gesture of dread. "What is it, William Jones she asked, not looking at him. "It isn't—you know—one o' themt" "No, it aintl" replied the man, leaning over the side of the coble, and tilting the gunwale almost to the water's edge. "Too early for them,

Matt If they comes, it won't be till Sunday's tide. They're down at the bottom now, and ain't yet rose. Easyl Lean'tother way I So there—lookout!"

As he spoke, he struggled with something in the water, and at last, with on effort which almost capsized the boat, pulled it in. Matt looked now, and saw that it was a small, flat, wooden trunk, covered with pieces of slimy weod. Floating near it were several pieces of splintered wood, which seemed to havo formed part of a beat These, too, William secured and threw down on the footboard beneath him. ••It's a box, that's what it is," cried Matt "It's a box, surely," said Jones. "And it's locked, too. And, look ye now. I misdoubt there's howt inside, or mayhap it would have sunk. Howsomever, we'll see!"

After an unavailing effort to force it open with his hands he drew forth a large claspknife, worked away at the lock, and tried to force open the lid, which soon yielded to his efforts, as tho action of the salt water had al.'eady begun to rot the wood. On being thus opened the box was found to contain only a couplo of coarse linen shirts, an old newspaper, two or three biscuits, and half a bottle of some dark fluid.

After examining these articles one by one William Jones threw them back into the box with gestures of disgust, retaining only the bottle, which he uncorked and applied to his Ups. "Rum!" he said, smacking his lips and nodding at Matt. Then, recorking the bottle carefully, he returned it to the box, and, standing up, reconnoitred the sea on every side. But nothing else rewarded his eager search he threw himself down in tho stern of the boat and ordered Matt to pull back to shore.

As they went ho closed one eye thoughtfully and mused aloud: "Night afore last it blew half a gale from the southard. This here box came awash from the east coast of Ireland. May be it was a big ship as was lost them planks wai part of tho weasel's long-boat Mora's coming if tha wind don't come up from the norrard. The moon's full to-night and tomorrow. I'll toll tho old hin, and keep a sharp lookout off tho Caldron P'int"

Matt rowed on steadily till they cama with* in a quarter of a mile of the shore, when William Jones stood up again and reconnoitred tho prospect inland. "Pull in, Mattl" he said, after aminuta. "All's square 1"

Soon afterward the boat reached the rocks. William Jones sprang out and, running up ta the platform above, took another survey. This being satisfactory, ha ran down again and lifted the box out of tha boat, carrying it with ease under one arm. "Make the boat fast" ha said, fat a husky whisper "and bring them bits o' wood along with you for the fire. I'll cut on to tha cottage with this here. It ain't much, but it's summat, so Pll cany it clean out o' sight be* fore them precious coastguards come smelling about"

With these words he clambered up tha rocks with his burden, leaving Matt to follow leisurely in his wak& *t

CHAPTER V.

OCKCI.ITDES WITH A KISS.

T*» ma or wnxtut racn.

JNot far from tha spot where William Jones had laaded, and removed some little distance from the deserted village, with ita desolate main street and roofless habitations, there stood a low, one-storied cottage, quite as black and forbidding-looking as any of the abandoned dwellings in its vicinity. It was built of stone and roofed with slate, but the doorway was composed of old ship's timber, and the one small window it contained had originally formed the window of a ship's cabin. Over the door was placed, like a sign, the wooden figure-head of a young woman, naked to the waist, holding a mirror in her hand «nrl regarding herself with remarkable complacency, despite the fact that accident had deprived her of a nose and one eye, and that the beautiful red complexion and jet black hair she had once possessed had been entirely washed away by the action of the elements, leaving her all over of a leprous pallor. The rest of the building, as I have suggested, was of sinister blackness, though here and there it was sprinkled with wet sea sand. Sand, too, lay on every side, covered a small patch, originally meant for a garden, and drifted thickly up to the very door.

To this cottage William Jones ran with his treasure trove, and, entering it without ceremony, found himself in almost total darkness for the light which crept through the blackened panes of the small windows was only just sufficient to make darkness visible. But this worthy seaside character, having, in addition to a cat's predatory instincts, something of a cat's power of -vision, clearly discerned everything in the chamber he just entered—a rude, stone paved kitchen, with an open fireplace and no grate, black rafters overhead, from which suspended sundry lean pieces of bacon a couple of wooden chairs, a table, and in one corner a sort of bed in the wall, where a human figure was reposing. Setting down the trunk on the floor, he marched right over to the bed and unceremoniously shook the individual lying upon it, whom he discovered to be a man, muttering in a heavy sleep. Finding that he did not wake with shaking, William Jones bent down and cried lustily in his ear: "Wreck! wreck ashore!"

Tha effect was Instantaneous. The figure rose up in bed, disclosing the head and shoulders of a very old man, who wore a red cotton night cap, and whose hair and beard were as white as snow. "Eh? Wheerf Wheerf ha cried in a shrill treble, looking vacantly around him. "Wake up, old 'un," said William, seizing him and shaking him again. "It's me, William Jones." "William! Is it my son Williamf" returned the old man, peering out into the darkness. "Yes, father. Look ye now, you was a-talking again in your sleep, you was. A good thing no one heerd you but your son William. Some o' these days you'll be letting summit out, you will, if you go on like this."

The old man shook Ids head feebly, then clasping his hands together in a kind of rapture, he looked at bis son and said: "Yes, William, I was a-dreaming. Oh, it was such a heavingly dream! I was a-stand-ing on the shore, William, and it was allowing hard from the east, and all at once I see a ship as big as an Indiaman come in wi' all sail set, and go ashore and I looked round, William dear, and there was no one nigh but you and me and when she broke up I see gold aud silver and jewels come washing ashore just like floating weeds, and the drownded, every one of 'em, had rings on their fingers and gold watches and cheens, and, more'n that, that their hands was full of shining gold and one on 'em—a lady, William—had a bright diamond ring, as big as a walnut but when I tried to pull it off it wouldn't come and just as I pulled out vqjy leetlo knife to cut the finger off, and put it in my pocket, you shook me, William, and woke me up. Oh, it was a heavingly dream 1"

William Jones had listened with ill-dis-guised interest to the early part of this speech, but, on its conclusion, he gave another grunt of undissembled disgust "Well, you're awake now, old 'un so jump up. I've brought summat home. Look sharp, and get a light"

Thereupon the old man, who was fully dreesed in a pair of old woolen trousers and a guernsey, slipped from the bed and began fumbling about the room. Ho soon found what he wanted—a box of matches and a rude, home-made candle, fashioned of a long, coarse reed dipped in shbep's tallow but, owing to the fact that he was exceedingly feeble and tremulous, he was so long in lighting up that his gentle son grew impatient "Here, give 'un to me!" said William. "You're wasting them matches just as if they cost nowt. A precious father you are, and no mistake."

The candle being lighted and burning with a feeble flame, he informed the old man of what he had found. In a moment the latter was down on his knees, opening tha box and greedily examining its contents. But William pushed him impatiently away and closed the lid with a bang. "Theer, enough that, old *un! You hold the light while I carry the box in and put it away." "All right, William dear—all right," returned the old man, obeying gleefully. "I know'd we should have luck, by that beautiful dream."

The two men—one holding the light and the other carrying the trunk—passed through a door at the back of the kitchen and entered an inner chamber. This chamber, too, contained a window, which was so blocked up, however, by lumber of all kinds that little or no daylight entered. Piled up in great confusion were old sacks, some partly full, some empty coils of rope, broken oars, broken fragments of ships' planks, rotten and barnacled a small boat's rudder, dirty sails, several oilskin coats, bits of iron ballast and other flotsam and jetsam: so that tne chamber had

a Bait

TERR-fc HAUTE SATtj iulA.Y BYfl^ rm MATTl

and fish-liks smell, suggesting

the hold of some vessel. But in one conwr of tha room was a small wooden bed, wuh mattress and coarse bed-clothing, and hanging on a nail close to it was oertain feminine attire which the owner of the caravan would have recognised as the garb worn by ou the morning of ho* first appearance.

Placing the box down, William Jones carefully covered it with a portion of an old «uV "It's summat, but it aint much," he mattered, discontentedly. "Lucky Ctem coastguards didntseeme come ashore. If they did, though, it wouldn't signify for what's floating on the sea belongs to hfm ag finda it.*

A sound startled him as ha spoke, and, looking round suspiciously, ho Raw Matt entering the room, loaded with broken wood. But she it alone standing behind hex in tho si ow was a man—nonoother, indeed, than Hof Monkshurst

Whilo Ma aatered tha room to throw d"-*n bar kudof wood Monk stood in the way. His quick eye had noted themovements of father and i. "More plunder, Wiiuam Jonesf* he adced grimly.

In a moment William Janes was tnu» formed. The keen expression of his face changed to one of mingled stupidity and sadnam ha began to whine, "More plunder, Mr. Monkf* ha —»d

,:Jfo,

no tha days for finding that is gone. Matt and me hss been on tho shore foraging for* bit o'firewood—that be alL Pot it down. Matt put it down."

Matt did a* she was told opening hararna ska threw bar load Into a earner at the ram:

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then William Jones hurried the whole party back into the kitchen. The men seated themselves on benches, but Matt moved about the room to get alight The light well as everything else, was a living illustration of the meanness of William Jones. It consisted not of a candle, but of a long rush, which had been gathered from the marshes by Matt, and afterward dried and dipped in grease by William Jones. Matt lighted it and fixed it in a little iron niche which was evidently made for the purpose, and which was attached to a table near the hearth. When the work was finished, she threw off her hat and jacket retired to the farther end of the hearth, and sat down on the floor.

During the whole of this time Mr. Monk had been watching her gloomily and ha had been watched in his turn by William Jones. At last the latter spoke: "Matt's growed," said he "she's growed wonderful. Lord bless us! she's a bit changed die is sin' that night when you found her down on tha shore. Why, her own friends wouldn't know her!"

Mr. Monk started and frowned. "Her friends!" he said—"what friendsT' "Why, them as owns her," continued William Jones. "If they wasn't all drownded in the ship what she came ashore from the must be somewheer. Mayhap some daj they'll find her, and reward me for bringin' her up a good gal—that's what I alius tell her." "So that's what you always tell her, dc you?' returned Monk, grimly. "Then you're a fool for your pains. Thegirl'sgot no friandi —haven't I told you that before f* "Certainly you have, Mr. Monk," returned William Jones, meekly "but look ye now, t.hinlr "You've no right to think," thundered Monk "you're not paid for thinking you're paid for keeping the girl, and what more dc you want?—Matt," he continued, in a softer tone, "come to me."

But Matt didn't hear—or, at any rate, did not heed for she made no movement Then Monk, gazing intently at her, gave vent to tho same remark as William ones had done a few hours before: "Where have you been to-day," he said, "to have on that frock!"

Again Matt hung her head and was silent. Monk repeated his question and, seeing that he was determined to have an answer, she threw up her head defiantly, and said, with a tone of pride in her voice: "I put it on to be took!"

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"To be took!" repeated Monk.'' J1Yes," returned Matt "to have my likeness took. There be a psiinter chap here that Uv&s in a cart he's took it"

It was curious to note the changes in Mr. Monk's face. At first he tried to appear amiable then his face gradually darkened into a look of angry suspicion. Matt never once withdrew her eyes from him—his very presence seemed to rousa all that was bad in her and she glared at him through her tangled locks in much the same manner as a shaggy terrier puppy might gaze at a bull which it would fain attack, but feared on account of its superior strength. "Matt," said Mr. Monk again, "come here."

This time she obeyed ehe rose slowly from her seat and went reluctantly to his side. "Matt, look me in the face," he said. "Do you know who this painter isf

Matt shook her head, til *i'«\ "How many times have you seen him!"#^ "Twice." "And what has he said to you?" "A lot o' things." "Tell me one thiug!" "He asked me who my mother was, and 3 told him I hadn't got none."

Mr. Monk's face once more grew black a3 night "So," he said, "poking and prying and asking questions. I thought as much. He's a scoundrelly vagabond!" "No, he ain't," said Matt, bluntly. "Matt, my girl," said Mr. Monk, taking nc notice of her interruption, "I want you to promise me something." "Whatisit?" '•"il "Not to go near that painter again!" W

Matt shook her head. "Shan't promise," she said, "'cause I go. My likeness ain't took yet—ho takos a time, he does. Pm going to put them things on to-morrow and be took again."

For a moment the light in his eyes looked dangerous, then he smiled and patted her cheek—at which car&s she shrank away.I "What's the matter?" he asked. "Nothing," said Matt "I don't like to be pulled about, that's all." "You mean you don't like meT* "Don't know. That's telling." "And yet you've no cause to hate me, Matt, for I've been a good friend to you—and always shall, because I like you, Matt. Do you understand, I like youP'

So anxious did he seem to Impr&a this upon her that he put his arm around her waist drew her toward him and kissed her on the cheek, a ceremony he had never performed before. But Matt seemed by no means ta appreciate the honor as his lips touched her cheeks she shivered, and when he released her she began rubbing at the place as if to wipe the touch away.

If Mr. Monk noticed this action on the part of the girl he deemed it prudent to take no notice of it He said a few more pleasant things to Matt, and again patted her cheek affectionately then he left the cottage, taking William Jones with him. Ten minutes later William Jones returned alone. "Where's hef" asked Matt "Meanin' Mr. Monk, Matt—ha be gonef said William Jonea. "Gone for good!" demanded Matt, impar tiently. "No, be ain't, Matt he'll be down here tomorrow, ho will and you'd best be at home 1"

Matt said nothing this time she only turned away sullenly and shrugged her shoulders. "Matt," said William Jones, presently.

"WeDr "Mr. Monk seems uncommon fond of yoa, to Via"

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Ton mam yoa don't Kfee nw f" Matt reflected flora moBMMti, 4 V**

"I wondefr what he's fondc^mefar, William Jones!" "Well, I dunno 'cause he is, I suppose," returned William Jones, having no more logical answer at his command. "Taint that," said Matt "he dont love me 'cause I'm mo, William Jones. There's summat else, and I should like to know what that summat is, I should."

William Jones looked at her, conscious that there was anew development of sagacity in her character, but utterly at a loss to understand what that new development meant. [To be Continued.} i.

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Rev. Dr. Wlggln says: "One of the best remedies lor Catarrh—nay, tbe best remedy we bave fonnd in a lifetime of suffering—to Sanford's Radical Care. It clears tbe bead and throat so thoroughly that, taken easb

ioff „—9, clearness of voice and respiratory organs." POTTER DROO

ATO

CHKHICAL CO., Boston.

+m. Wearv sufferer from

ra/UJiVy Rheums tJm. Neuralgia

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LADIES

Hore Langs,

fRXNC ^aaSnPcoaghs and Colds, Weak t%. .. Back. Weak Stomach and Bowels, Dyspepsia, Female weafcuess, Shoottng Pains through tbe Loins and Back, try tbese Hasten. Placed over the pit of tbe Stomach, they prevent and cure Ague Pains, Bilious Colic, Liver Complaints, and protest the system from a thousand ilia. 25c.

w*e artttrt&of OaUeott foOetn ntnthitte or«MMnot

Professional Cards.

EE.

GLOVER, M. D.,

Practice Limited to Diseases of,",'" THE BECTTJM No. 115 south 6th st, Uaviugs Bank BulldMg. OSSceHourB9tol2a.m. 2to6 and 7 to 8*9^ m., 6undaye- to 11 a. m.

c.°-

LINCOLN,

DENTIST

Office, 19K S. Sixth, opposite P. O trading and artificial teeih specialties. work warranted.

DR

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(d&w-tf)

W. (J. E1CHELBEKGER,

Oeallat'sad Aarlst ..

Room 18, Savings Bank Building. Y' Terre Haute, IniV. OflSoe honrs, V." a- 6 p. m. v.sps|$&* «r--

3.

RICHARDSON,

B, W.

VAN VALXAH

RICHAHDSON & YAH VALZAB

SVk? DENTISTS. IS

OrrriCB—Southwest corner Fifth and Main streets, over National State Bank (entranea on Fifth street. Communication by Telephone.

Q. W. BALLEW,

jr.

DENTIST,

Ollce, 423% Kain Street, ever •Id eosffftlesery stand.

TKKRK HAUTE, IND.

Can be found in offloe night and day

Terre Haute Eye Infirmary,

Permanently established by DR.

W.».

CLT»T.

K.

DL

HALEY, of N. Y., late of Trenton, Mo., who as made the disease of the eye a specialty

eyi

the past 28 years and treats all patients teb days free of charge. Pterygium and Entrepluni, or Inverted Uds, successfully operated on in a few moments. Office and roomBS.^ cor. 3rd and Ohio street" opposite St. Charles Hotel. Office hours from 6 a. m. to 12 m. rom 1 to 6 p. m.

J* H. WILLIAM*, J. M.CLIT*

CLIFT,WILLIAMS & CO,

KAinnrAOTURBBS or

Sasb, Doors, Blinds,'*etc

AMD DBALUa XV

UMBER, LATH, {SHINGLES

^GLAS8, PAINTS, OILS

tnd BUILDERS' HARDWARE. Mulberry Street, Corner Ninth, TERK1s?H A UTK. fNl

SAVE

EVERY THING

AND CONVERT IT INTO

MONEYS

The undersigned bas opened a Receiving Room, No. 18 (.onth Second street, where ha is prepared to receive Bough Tallow and Grease of any kind. Pork and Bef Cracklings, Dry or Green Bones, for which he wiit pay the Highest Cash Prices. He will ales Guy Dead Hogs by single or car load. Hogs received at the Factory, Pouthwest of tha City on the Island. Office No. 18 south Second street, Terre Haute, Ind.

A IS O N S IT

'Terre Haute, Ind.

XTELGEN'S STEAM DYE HOUSE,

060 Main fit,, McKeen's Block. The only Bteam Dye House In the cl»y. Dyeing and Scouring of all kindsof Ladies' Gents' and Children's wear, such as Sllkfc Satins,Cushmeres, Alpacas, etc., cleaned dyed in any deslrab shade.

Kid gloves or kid slippers cleaned or dyed, lace curtains and lace ties cleaned, shawls cleaned or died, plumes, cleaned or dyed, gents' garments cleaned, dyed and repaired.

All my work Is done by a steam proeesi which makes It look as nice as new. Ana: can save buying a new suit by taking hi old clothing to Nelgen and have him ta clean, dye and repair It. Ladles can do lbs same with their dresses by having theaa cleaned and dyed.

a

JOHN H. NZXGEN

Why call Calls*.dar* Liver Bitters the Left Liver Bttr tersf Because tha human liver is oar trade mark and our left liver,seefl on eaeh bottftk none genuine without It.

BITTERS

Why use the I man liver as tra mark? Becaoii

FmtanttdAprU 14,1874.\iyer bitters Is specialty for Liver Comp alnts in all forms. Being compounded from pure herbs, and old peach, the great appetiser of the age, a favorite family tonic and warranted medicine. Liver bitters get at tM seat of all diseases by the direct action, opening digestive organs of tbe liver at tbe sama time acts directly on the kidneys, clea» the Inngs, cures blights of tbe kidneys, pi flee the blood and beautifies the skin. A* our druggists for them. Manufactured I larbero A Callendar, Peoria, Ills. Seld Terre Hante by the following drnggi Adamson A Krltenstlne, Ml Main ft., Cook Bell, 801 Main St., J. J. Baur A Bon, 760 Mat C. F. Zimmerman, 1341 Main, C. C. I*eia Poplar, J. A. Wllllson, Ml a 4tb, Allen Havens, fiOO 18th. J. E. Somes, N. E. OS#. 6th nnd Ohio

remedr.hMdl»BOT«r«d aijnipU»( which will »end FRItB to bis J.H.kK£yE& 48 Ch»Uu

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THB0UITTRUB

IRON

[TONIC

and Tired Feeling ab*pluiel« enrcd. Bone*. tBisseleaand ntrreireeewiMmtorca ftk Enlivens the mlna and OTPJli* B«in rwtr.

A 1% I O Suffering from complaints La A LP I BL Ojecall*r* their sex wttt lad in DSL BABIZB'SIXCUfl TOHIO a hId speedy care. Qlves a clcar^. kc*l" gffPgjff ^5}

Fnanent attempts at eosntertelttng oaly aaa to ttSpopalaritrofjthe arijliuri. Do not expe» mcnt—tcettbe Oaici*ALA2«p Br *|W

ftTALi XStD BMT.

RICHMOND PINKS,

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Porplea and "Quaker Sty lea" perfectly fast and reliable. FOR 8ALE BY ALL DRY QOOD8 DEALER&.

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