Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 15, Number 50, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 6 June 1885 — Page 3

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THE MAIIi'SSi

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

AFTER THE WEDDING.

JfASCUUNK FEtBTO. ^^4*

80 Harry's married. I got cards, Bat could not go, to my regret. For we were in the oid time "pards,

And traveled wl theself-same "A good old chappie," yes, that's true, But «tilt he lacks what I call vim knew bim once quite through anc

What could she, tell me, see in him 1 rniirisi FBIEKBI. Well, Clara is a darling girl,

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At boarding school we were snch chums, Bat she was stupid, though a pearl, I alwayo had to do her xums, 8be made me go and come at will, tgj

And stuck to me close like ai burr fr She had no grace, nor wit, nor skill— What cowd be surely see in her? —{Boston Budget

jL NEW SENSATION.

Her cheeks are flashed, her eyes are wet, Bhe heaves a gentle sigh. Her ba1r is massed, she scarce knows yet

Waal's best—to laugh or cry. What makes her blush and tremble so, With mingled JOT and fright? Che first Ume in his life her beau

Has kissed her sweet good-night I

(Grace Benio Litchfield in Century tor June.]

Hilary's Husband.

Hilary stood leaning against a rugged old oak just outside the farm-house gate, watching her lover as he drove away from iter forever. It was a lonely road there were neither neighbors nor pass-ers-by to peer cu riou* 'nto her face, «nd Aaron never onc" 109 ed round as he went she need not ha a pressed back the tears so resolutely. But stood perfectly calm and still, looking fixedly down the road after the retreating wheels, though feeling as if she wer« watching a far-away graveyard beyond, ireach of tears.

When the last flutter of dust had laid litself in the road behind the gig, like a sorrow momectarily lulled to sleep, but, ready to start into life at memory's first. breath, the girl raised her clasped hands over her head, and closed her eves tightly as if to shut out the vision of the long dull years to come, stretching themselves aimlessly into the distance, •empty, loveless, and hard like the blank road before her. Then she turned and walked steadily into the house, and up *he narrow stairs into her aunt's room, and sat down by the bed, folding her slender hands in her lap, and looking down at the invalid with tired gray-eyes that seemed suddenly to have discovered the end of all things, and to know that henceforth they must always look back iustead of forward.

The paralytic neither saw uor heard when Hilary came in. She lay as she had lain these many months,—pest seeing, past hearing, past suffering, yet living still, though as utterly dead to her old life as bad the R«giriescatm pace already been written in letters of marble above her. For along tome Hilary sat by the bedside, absolutely motionless, save when she mechanically leaned forward to brush a fly from her aunt's brow, or smooth away a crease in the counterpane, or straighten some small crookedness that unconsciously arrested her eye. Ona'p outward senses are never so peculiarly alive to trkfles as when a great crisis of fate holds all the spirit spell-bound.

replied Hilary quickly, a hot crimson --•--j to each cheek. "We've each other—that's all. He wanted me go with him, and I wouldn't. How could I leave aunt, when she's only me in til the world to stay by her and close her eyes decently when she dies "Come, come," said Mrs. Perkins sympathetically. "I don't know as your church is stricter than oars, though It's true Epriscopals have queer notions but I do think there oughtn't any religion to expect a young gir! to let go so ifirAio a follnw Ait AArrm and tie herself

likely a fellow as Aaron, and tie herself dowu to ahalf-dead body like yon poor

I through unknowing cr^ture upstairs, that can't what maul she. tell me. see in him? tell porridge for cider. "I don't tie myself to her," Hilary answered. "God tied me to her when he left os two all alone in the world, and I can't undo a duty of God's making.''

There was silence for a time, during which Mrs. Perkins gazed fixedly at the

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irl, occasionally giving some tempting an abrupt push iq her direction, and once going to the pantry to cut off a slice of particularly successful election cake, which she silently put on Hilary's plate, as if wishing to offer such alleviations of destiny as were In her power. "Don't you feel bad, Hilary?" she brusquely asked, at last.

It was a cruel question, and the poor girl winced. She looked up appealingly, all her feature quivering, but controlled herself with a great effort. "There is no good making mosn over what has to be," she replied simply. "Very true, my dear," said Mrs. Perkins approvingly, considerably cheered by the answer. "Ihat's the only proper way to take afflictions. That's just what I said myself when the black hen wouldn't set, and all the eggs went addled. And I dare say there'll be some other young man along all as good as Aaron, and a stay-at-home besides. There's Nathan Taylor, now. He's none so bad when you get used to his squint. Oh, you needn't think you've had your last chance yet, Hilary. There's many a hook slips a 4isb that lands its second easy."

Hilary shivered, ever so slightly. "There'll never be any one else for me, Mrs. Perkins. Don't let's talk about It. Are you going to look over those currants to-night? Shall I help you "Well, yes, if you like," answered the good woman briskly. "Four bands is always better than two at a job, and there's nothing like pioking over currants for diverting the mind. It's the most distracting thing I know of. I set myself right to it the night after my little Jim was burled, and it consoled me wonderful. It was really piovldential that he died in currant-time. Ill fetch 'em right in."

They all left the table together, and the farmer took up his straw hat from the chair where he had thrown it upon entering, then turned back awkwardly to lay a heavy hand on Hilary's shoulder. "Hilary, my girl," he said kindly, "you're made of pretty decent stuff. You'll do."

By teu o'clock that night all apparent life had ceased In the little farm-house. Save ih Hilary's room every light was out, and all but she were sunk In the dreamless sleep of ber aunt's bed, lost in thought aud taking uo note of time. At last she rose with the look of one who has come to some solemn decision, and, going to a tall chest of drawers that stood square and ungainly In a corner of the room under the sloping roof, she took out a white muslin areas that had lain there undisturbed since her first and only ball, which was still very fresh and unrumpled. She shook it carefully out of Its creases and laid It by while she sought for various other dainty articles of apparel,—her one pair of silk stockings and kid slippers, a white ribbon sash, a bit of rare old lace,—and then, taking off her plain stuff dress, she proceeded to mafce a fresh toilette from head to foot, -even rebraidlng her heavy masses of hair and arranging them in a way that suited her better. She stood at last fully dressed in the soft white muslin,—very fair, very bridelike. But something Was still wanting. Brides wear veils. Ah, she must borrow hers. That little Shetland shawl,

So now the variousconseoutive sounds of every-day farm-life struck -sharply through to Hilary's brain, and she rose obediently from her seat at the first stroke of the bell ringing 'in the men from the fields to their evening meal. She lingered a moment before olng down, to look curiously at herself the glass. No this change that bad come was all in her life—not in herself. There were no wrinkles amid the faint horlKontal lines that crossed her forehead, no hollows iu the smooth, pale iUn ..D.=. cheeks, no faded threads in the blonde soft as spun silk and cobwebby as lace, braids that covered her head in such -K,"k' **-A nrM« in bvprofusion. ANA KIOSOT HLBB#HW »nw K""" U»™---when she had run down so bllghtly to need? With trembling hands she unhid her lover welcome only an hour be- folded it from Its many wrappers and fore. She pressed her "thin, sweet lips threwit over her head, fastening it deltly toiiother, mnd shook her bead an if to here and there to her •hining bralda. It fence off memory, and then slowly de- fell fleecy and light over he^ shoulders a at a re I was the finishing touch. Surely all was complete now. But no did ever bride go to the altar without a flower upon her?

scended to the dinlng-rcom, where Farmer Perkins and nls wife, with whom she and her auut had boarded ever since she could remember, were already seated at the table, which was set for four, and had that air of elaboration

•on for an expected guest. "Why, where's Aaron'T" asked Mrs. (Perkins, iu evident disappointment. "I -made sure he would stays and opened a jar of my best strawberries, though vuuiiK UJVU Air

jar or uiy dwv sirftwucrnosi ni»unu

he'd all as soon have had crab-apples." "Hecouldn't wait," Hilary answered quietly, herself with her napkin. great deal to do."

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Farmer Perkins raised brows without lifting his eyes from his plate. "Had he, then?" he said, with good-humored doubt. "I'd be glad of the day wheu Aaron Johus bad a deal to d^». "Yes," answered Hilary, lifting her head with a desperate feeling that was best to get through the worst at once. "He had so little time. He leaves tonight for the West—for Omaha," '•What!''

The exclamation came from Mrs. Perkins. Her husband merely suspended his operations with the waCes, and stared at Hilary sideways. "Yes," she continued, in a perfectly

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uiet unemotional voice. ''He said he failed long enough here,ar»d be was sure to get a start there. It's a poor opening a fyoung lawyer has in little •country town like this, be says." "Right enough there," assented the farmer, resuming his knife and fork and appetite. "We ain't sn dishonest about here yet, that many folks can earn a living sweating black Is white for us. He'll do a sight better in that «jring country where he's going. He's a smart •enough fellow too, is Aaron. Give Mm a start, and he*tl not come In with the bind most." "Wwll, I took back," said Mrs. Perkins slowly, quite forgetting to spread her bread In her surprise, at*M*nt\y eatittg the butter In little lu rape off the en4 of her knife, as if testing it. "I cant ma to settle down to it. Who'd have thought he'd go off so sadden, for all the world like a rocket before the match la set to It! And when Is he coming to feieh yon, Hilary?" "He oot coming wtck." "SfotevwT" "No.**

The gtr! answered steadily enough, but her eves fell. "Hilary," said Mrs. Perkins solemnly, leaning forward to look at ber, with both elbow* on the Ubl«, "you don* mean you've been keeping company with Aaron Johns this twelvemonth back, for blm to give yon the go-by like that In the end "There tsnt anjr go by aboqt it,"

coverwi u«« uwu ... m.v.« which had been her aunt's pride in byMho looked Che same now as gone days,—what could better fit her it a 1 7 W in

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Hilary hesitated an instant, then gath-

ror iour, ana n»u «.«».. ».r u. ering her white skirts closely around abwut it which tables, like people, pat her, with her long veil «ung over one ._J

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arm Hnwn sh« Want. nolflfl-

bare white arm, down she went, noise iessly as the ghost she seemed, to the tin* hall below. She listened anxiously." Had the creaking weoded stairs betrayed her? There was not a sound In-

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as she took her placeand busied ed. Another step and she .reached ihe

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sway went to the bed to bend down over the poor invalid, who was no farther from ber now sleeping then waking, and softly kissed ber forehead. '"Aunt," she murmured beneath her breath, "I take you for my witness."

The clock in the hall below struck eleven the lamp began to flicker .and turn dim Hilary saw she must not delay.

From some hidden nook that held her choicest treasures she took out a daguerreotype and placed it upon the table. It was the likeness of a good-humored, sturdy young fellow of about three snd twenty, with a beardless face and boneet blue eyes, and big, awkward hands, brought into bold relief against the uncomfoitable fitting coat, it was net altogether admirable as a work of art, but HUary looked at it with loving eyes as she knelt by tbe table in her bridal draperies, and opening her pi ayer-book laid her right hand upon the picture and repeated aloud in a grave, nusbed voice, firm with resolve and sweet with unutterable love: "I, Hilary, take thee, Aaron, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this

day

And so the weird midnight ceremony came to end, and Hilary rose, folded up her wedding garments one by one and laid them tenderly away forever with tbe white roses that had scarcely yet lost their dew, returned the picture to its hiding place, blew out the light, crept silently to her couch, and lay there motionless as the sleeping figure in the bed beyond, but with wide bright eyes that refused to close, though all was dark and still.

From that night anew life began for Hilary—a life unshared by any, unknown to any, and of which the only outward sign was that tiny silken thread upon her finger, which she replased as often as it loosed or showed dim, and which, safely hidden as it was beneath the little trumpery garnet ring, provoked no manner of comment. Or if occasionally ip caught a curious eye, her simple answer—"It is only to remember something by"—was a quite sufficient explanation. But everything was changed to her from that night. Sbe wore only the ribbons that he best liked her in every new gown was chosen and fashioned wholly according to his tastd Every Christmas, every birthday, sfc worked him presents that none saw sate the poor to whom she gave them in his stead. "Aaron's handkerchiefs must be nearly worn out by now." she wouid say soberly to hertelf. I must hem him some more." Or—"Aaron's shirts can surely hold no longer I must make him another set. His wife must npt negltct him." And the needy creaturts who received her gifts little knew wbfct pure and perfect love had aided in thIr making. Once a year upon her weddiig anniversary, an» she called it in h»r thoughts, she always made a little fe^t to mark out the day, from from Its uneventful fellows. Was ltr oot Datuml enough sometimes to call a few frienfls together? And no one thonght of noticing that on those occasions she tor variably wore a bunch of white roses -1 her breast.

And so the years went by. The

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front door, slid back the bolt, lifted the latch, and passed out Into the dark and

his bushyj dewy garden. Her lieart beat high as she stole softly down between the shrubberies. There was but moonlight enough to make the darkness visible, and to show herself a misty white spot upon It, etrange in the midst of strangeness, as if a cloud had fallen to earth and gathered a semblance of human shape in falling the rustling otf the leaves was so many 'faint spiritvoices asking in frlnhtened whispers who and what she was that bad thus come among them the tan elt cold and unaccustomed beneath bet feet the air was damp and heavy with too sweet odees bats flew low across ber pathway witt agly. flapping wings, aatd ber ears tingled with a thousand littfie sounds thatebe seemed never to have heard before. It was a gruesome hour Cor her to beont alone, but she kept steadily on her wsjr down between the straight, stiff flower-beds. The lilacs were io«g since done blooming, and the lilies and the syringas too. She thought of these last with sigh tbey would have been quite like oramjp blossoms. There are plenty of white ealsams and white phlox and candytuft too, on either side bvt she passed them swiftly by, never passing till rite cane to the very end of the garden, where a white rosebush, laden with half-open buds, seemed to have bloomed purposely fw this hour. Hilary broke off the flowers with hasty hands,—a few for her breast and a few for ber hair were all she needed,—and then, with an exultant thrill at her heart, she turned and retraced her steps through the fitful moonilght and the mysterious shadows, that seemed to turn when she did, ana t« chase her with gliding, dusty footsteps, as though loath to let so Mr a vision go.

Bnt the boose was readied in safety, the door redoeed upon the strangely unfamiliar world ot night outside, and Hilary etoed ono» more in her room before the glass, smiling a sad little smile of ttiansph at herself. Yes, it was all complete now. There lacked nothing as we only BOOM one to say that she wss Mr. She glanced shyly at her own Imaga, ashamed of bar Involuntary plansu» In Iu swstnss^ sad turning

HAUTE SATURDAYS -HltiTCTG MAIL.

forward,

'for better or for worse, for richer for poorer, In sickness and in health, to love, cherish, and to obey, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance and thereto I give thee my troth."

The strange rite was not ended yet. Should she too not wear a marriage symbol upon ber hand, like all women who have sworn this vow Still on her knees, Hilary reached out for a spool of yellow silk in her basket, and, knotting a slender thread firmly about her wedding finger, slipped over it a little ring which she hsd heretofore always worn on the other hand. Now she felt wedded indeed, and bending forward she pressed her lipp against the unresponsive pictured face, blushing all over hotly in sweet shame.

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old aunt quietly slipped away altogether out of the life upon which she had fo slight a bold the farmer and his became old and infirm, and upon ary, who bad grown to be more dau ter than guest in the house, now devo ed much of tbe real management of homestead. But who, seeing the qu middle-aged woman moving metnd cally and prosaically about her wc^k slurring no homely part of it, neg' ing no wearisome detail, would I guessed that sbe bid such a bright romance in her heart, and was gMft it and comforted by it through aU|tbe lonely days, and through all tbe eommon-plaoes of the monofclous routine? jj

Aaron Johns had been heard but once since he drove angrily ,iway through tbe sunshine and dust^ fever turning to look back at tbe giiijwbo could so lightly let him go an!that once was when Farmer Perkins Nagbt home word from town that Aaro had goDe on from Omaha to Denver and settled there, and had married wife and was doing well. Hilary li ened with no deepening of color, no qmken ing of her even pulses, but with !i»ri ous sense that Aaron bad oomsa ted crime, and that she was respoaiile for his sin. But even that feeling wire off soon, and Aaron remained h#r husband still, ber secret compel in emergencies, her daily direewr and helper and comforter, while sheiried to think of him as keeping pace wi time, and to imagine him every yel with hair a little more gray, and eyeA little less blue, and cheeks a littj more sunken and furrowed. "I Should know him anywhere If I saw hi»,"«be often said to herself. "Of ctree tie would not recognize me n^r but my love has kept step with his iangeeL and he could not have grown av^r from it,"

And so tbe years slipped sily bv until one day Farmer Perkins jtnrnec from town bringing a wonderf bit of news with him. "Hilary," he said, as he si down, resting tbe palms of both handfon his knees, and looking solemnly aterover bis spectacles, "Aaron Johns! back. He's picked up a tidy bit of mpy and buried his wife out there, and he's come on a visit to see bow the place looks. told him he'd find |n here tbe same«s ever, and that the Id annt was dea«L He wanted to kncjapecial if she was alive still. I alwaytald be was a smart fellow, was Aaron I knew he'd get on." "Yon dwi't mean Aaron'ibnck!" Mrs. Perkins exclaimed, all it Hotter of excitemer at once. "Now shouldnt wonder if he'd really oonwor Hilary at last, aad here she's bees-wait-ing ready to Us band all the&nars I"

Hilary said nothing, but gup and took one of the old man'withered hands and stroked it gently «n Instant. and then quietly leftie room. Conld It be true? Was It ptfble tbe dream was to become a mlitj

Sbe went about all day as fttnnned, and when at last word was Ipght ber that Aaron was there and king for ber. she went to meet blrfike one walking In a dream. "Heflll never know me," die repeated to |nself. "I have changed, and so of «ot0 baa be yet I feel that I should know® soy-

And then die heard a wylng heartily, "Why. abe'a podtly w* altered through dl these t^ty years! HUary, I should have knp the

world over!" And raising her eyee she saw a stranger standing looking at her, a large, stout man, with ahead, and busby, red-brown whiskers, and not a wrinkle anywhere on his round, good humored face. Was this Aaron Was it possible that this was he? Not a look, not a tone, not a gesture seemed familiar even the blue eyes recalled no memory even his smile seemed strange. ft came upon her like a shock and took away her breath. She could only give him her hand in silence. "Yes, the very, very same!" be cried delightedly. "Nothing is chsnged. No one is changed. Tbe same place, the game house, the .-ante people. It is as if the whole town hsd been sleeping an enchanted sleep. There are no improvements, no innovations, no alterations anywhere,—not so much as a signboard torn down. Everybody seems just to have become bis own grandfather. I could swear I saw some of the very hats in tbe street to-day that I saw twenty years ago. It's delightful. You csn't think bow it rents a man, after be has lived so long in the midst of perpetual newness and stir and change, to step back to some spot where time is at a standstill, and where there is really nothing new under the sun. Should you have known me, Hilary Forgive me I

could

not call you by anything

but the old name." "Sbe hasn't any other hereabouts," said the farmer, patting her shoulder affectionately. "Our Hilary is Hilary to all the townsfolk still, just as she was in her young days." "She has never outgrown her young days," said Aaron, looking with pleased eyes at the slim figure and gentle, lovable face. "Time has stood more still with her than with anything else. But I'm afraid you have forgotten me, Hilary."

She flushed deeply all over her delicate pale face, and her eyes dropded. "No," she answered, "I have not. But—but you do not seem the same."

And try /w she would, through all the days that followed, she could not think blm back into his own place. He was a new Aaron altogether, not the old Aaron whom she had so loved, and to whom she had been so faithful through the years. She could not get used to him. His presence was a continuous shock to ber, as if his real and his imagiuary self were always at war with each other. This Aaron was too stout, too noisy, too careless, and in too exuberant good spirits. His clothes fitted him too well, and she missed the blue necktie, and the limp collar, and the big flapping silver chain. And be carried silk handkerchiefs now, and wore shirts beyond anything her simple skill could fashion. He was very nice, very pleasant she found no fsult with him as he was was only that be was not the Aaron of her dreams.

And when one evening, as he was bidding her good-bye, be came nearer and said, gently, "Hilary, will you go Wost with me this time when I go back she trembled violently, and caught away her hand, looking up at him with eyes full of perplexity. "Oh, Aaron, give me time, give me time," she faltered. "I do not know,— I cannot say,—let me think."

She sat up late in her own room that night, as she has sat there once so many years before, thinking it all over with a disquiet heart. There was no helpless form stretched on tbe bed beside her now. There was absolutely uo on3 to keep her back—nothing to keep ber from him. She had been true to blm all these years sbe had shut-out all other love from her heart because Of that lost Joys of bis and bow he had brought it back to her to be hem, and hers always^ if she would. How could she do else than reach out to him the hand that she had given blm so many years ago? 8he looked down at it, fingering tbe little gold thread nervourly. Must she part with that? Could any shining wedding ring ever be dearer to ber than that had been It would be like unsaying an old vow, like casting off an old allegiance, to take this thread away. She went to her desk and took tbe little da guerreotype from Its hiding-place. A faint oder of rose-leaves clung to it, like a tangible emanation from all the gen tie and sweet association which it bad enriched her life. A tranquillizing sense of peace stole over ber as sbe looked down at tbe dear familiar face that had smiled changelessly back at her for so long. Oh, this was the real Aaron,— this was the Aaron to whom she bad given her heart,—this was tbe Aaron who bad been with her till be had grown into every fiber of her being. How could sbe be faithless to him now, giving herself away to that other and different Aaron who had so boldly come in to claim her?

Oh, no, no!" she cried aloud, clasping the picture to her heart with a sudden paroxysm of foolish tears "I cannot—I cannot! Aaron, my dear picturelove, you have been my all when I had no one else, and I will not give you up. Thin new Aaron Is not the same, and if I took him in your place, it would be like divorcing myself from you to marry him and I should miss you till I died!"

And so, merely for sake of a dream which she could not banish, Hilary sent her lover away once more, and stood at the end of her story as he drove disconsolately down the road, knowing that she should never see him again. But he turned this time to wave his haud to her in friendly farewell, feeling vaguely, erhape, that sbe was right after all the Silary he loved would cease to be tbe same transplanted to foreign soil. And when he had disappeared «nd the dust had settled quietly down behind bim, Hilary turned with a smile on her lips to reenter tbe bonse. Farmer Perkins stood upon the threshold, watching her somewhat anxiously. 8he went up to bim and laid ber hand upon bis shoulder. "Aaron is going back to Denver tomorrow," she said, still smiling. "And —I shall stay behind agdn."

Hilary, my girl," said tbe old man earnestly, "I've always said ft, you've always said it, you're made of pretty decent stuff, and—be took off bis spectacles snd wipea tbemcarefullv—"and I think you'll do, Hilary,—you'll do."

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Mrs. Thomas Atalnson, ot Providence, R. L, says:—"I was confined to my bed. friend urged me to try HUNT'S [Kidney and Liver] REMEDY. I had taken less than three bottles, when I was able to resume My household duties.''

"Be devoted to one thing at a time."

The Weaker Sex. '*4

My kidneys became afflicted and weak HUNT'S [Kidney and Liver] REMEDY gave me the desired benefit. 1 consider it a sure cure."—Mr. Florence L. Wood, Bridgeport,

"True friendship is eager to give.",

Mrs. Boek^well's Heart Disease. "I have been severely aflilc.Ud with heart disease for a number years my trouble was caused by inaction of my kidneys, cheerfully recommend HUNT'S [Kidney and Llver]RKME»Ttoat! who m»y be afflicted as I have been."—Mm A.O. Rockwell, Pearl Street, Providence, R. I.

"Without health ml men are poor." if: Minus lAOlbs. Water. "I was tapped eight times. I had one huhdred and nfty-six pounds of water taken out of me. Was treated h.v seventeen different doctors, and HUNT'S [Kidney and Liver] RRXKT»Y has cured me."—Mrs. David North Ecorae, Wayne Co., Mich., May 30,1888.

Sold by all druggists. Price 91.25. HUNT'S REMEDY CO, Providence, R.

Proteeale tbe Swindlers! If when you call for Hop Bitters («««_ green leuster of Hops on the white label)' tbe druggist hands out any stuff called C. D. Warner's German Hop Bitters or with other "Hop" name, refuse

•W-ELGEN'S

adversity tries

Another Lady.

C. N. CKITTKNTOX, General Agent, New York.

TUTT'S

PILLS

25 YEARS IN USE. The Greatest MsdiciJJWttmjh of the Age! SYMPTOMS OP A

TORPID LIVER.

Lot* of B«w«la CMtlr*, Psia ia the head* with a dall snwtln la the huh part. Pala aader Ik* aksaltorMsls, Valines* after eattac« with a dis* Miaatim tm sxertlaa «f Mr «r aiad, IrrltaMlltr *f fmp+r, Lew spirit* with a feelfcuraf haviac aerfeeted seae daty, Waarta—i IMsalaaas, Flatter!as at tha

Date hafaratha eyee« Headaeha

•var tha rifkt are* Beetleeeaees, with ttfU toeaaa. Highly calarad Uriae, a»4 CONSTIPATION. to sneh eases, one doee effect* each change of feeling as to astonish tbe snflteer.

TVTtoWHIl fjfcaAMBSills.sail »aa— tt* MjrloTsk* MI llMSjkM tte aad brUMrTssk

GUT BAOI or WL OUMMT BUCK by a thisPTB. if

shsagut tom application of

ets a natnsaf aotorTasls fSOi^^ vs timqrm.. Now Y«rtu

•set by •set DT express OffloMMI

and

shun that druggist as you would a viper and if he has taken your money for the stuff indite him for the fraud, and sue him for damages for the swind le, and we will reward you liberally for the conviction. "I HAVE SUFFERED!"

With every disease imaginable for the last three years. Our Druggist, T. J. Anderson .recommended "Hop Bitters" to me, U*.

I used two bottles! Am entirely cured 'and heartily recommend Hop Bitters to every one.

J. D. Walker, Buckner, Mo.

Counterfeiting Proves Superiority •'Although counterfeiting is one of the greatest crimes against the business of any country, and In many oases— "Destructive of health and life!" "It proves beyond a doubt the" "Superior! tv"

Of the article counterfeited As no inferior article is ever counterfeited.

Proof of this is found in the great number in "Australia, England, Prance,

Germany, India, Belgium, Canada and the U. 8.— Of counterfeits of the great remedy, "Hop Bitters,"

Whose name and merits are so well knowthe world over that it is a "Shining mark and favorable pray "For Counterfeiters!!"

Beware of all that does not have a green cluster of hops on the white label.

Prosecute the Swindlers!11

If when you call for Hap Bitters (see green cluster of Hops on the white label) the druggist hands out any stuff called C. D. Warner's German Hop Bitters or with other "Hop" name, refuse It and shun that druggist as you would a viper and if he has taken your money for thesiutt', indict him for the fraud and sew him for damages for the swindle, and we will reward you liberally for the oonvlctlon.

GRATEFUL—COMPORTING.

EPPS'S COCOA

BREAKFAST.

"By a thorough knowledge of the natural

.... propertl

Cocoa, Mr. Epps has provided our breakfast tables with a delicately flavored beverage which may save us many a heavy doctoss' bills. It is by the Judicious use of such articles of diet that a constitution may be gradually built up until strong enough to resist every tendrucy to disease. Hundreds of subtle meladlu are floating around us ready to attack wherever there Is a weak point, we may escape many a fatal shaft by keeping ourselves well fortified with pure blood and a properly nourished frame."—[Civil Service Gazette.

Made simply with boiling water or milk. Sold only in half pound tins by grocers, labeled thus: JAMES EPPS St CO.. Homoeopathic Chemists, London, En(.

Manhood Restored

BXHXDT FWBB.—ATiotlmof yoathfulimprudenoa osaaing Prematura Decay, Nervoun Debility, Lost Manhood, &o., having tried in vain every Known remedjr.haa diecoverea a dimple meanaof aelf-ourtf, which he will tend FREE to hi* fellow-auffereia. Addrwa, J.JLREEVES,

43 Chatham St.,New York.

ELY'S

Cream Balm,

Cleanses the

Head. Allays In-

flamation.|Heals

the Sores. Re-

tores the Senses

Taste A Smell

A quick and pos-

itlve Cure. 60cts jut Druggists. 60

___ by mall regisi|aEVERtercd. Send for nlwii

Sample

by mall 10 cents. ELY BROTHERS, Druggists, Owego, N. Y.

STEAM DYE HOUSE,

660 Main St., McKeen's Block. The only Steam Dye House iu the city. Dyeing and Seourlng of all kludsof Ladles* Gents' and Children's wear, such as Silks,, I Satins, Cashmeres, Alpacas, etc., cleaned oi-J dyed In any desirable shade.

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

All my work is done by a steam process,] which makes it look as nice as new. A mac can save buying a new suit by taking his old clothing to Nelgen and have him to I clean, dye and repair it. Ladles can do the,l same with their dresses by having them,f cleaned and dyed.

JOHN H. NKLGEN

No. 415} OHIO STRJEE'

TERRE HAOTE, INDlJ}N$

(Established 181S.)

i»r all Disease 0fth* JSye, Mar, Head, Wot Throat, Imngs and all Chrpnie Jtseaee$A

SepuM!? CHROMIC DUWA0B0 of Womeaai ftrtslt, Pile*, Lapas,Cftnc*r*, Opte Hfcbft, Kb«aaiatiaa, Xearalgla. Sain XXeeMce. Oi CASKS of tbe STOMACH, LIVAR, BfLMMK, HSAK dkMMi of the Kldjiere aad Bladder, aad aU dthum tbe OBlto-Uri»«*y S?«t«m. ALL VSKVOtW Oil BASES: Paraly#*#, Chorea or M. Vltoa SaaM, Bt' -fmj, Gatal*fj, SCBOJT7LA ia all Me tsrai, aad 1 thorn dUMMe oot ntceeefully treated br tbe

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fk^Mas" aad Pefoiailllae of all feted*, anaMri fnrniafced.

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All eaeee at i|M, Dnik Ane or Chf! nd r«w, rtMih, Itlee, Dbm and n«eur of Um iMMa, Lepw, aioet Catmn. aaeet Bfcte ft eaeee, Female MMMM (nwnllT. dmikriW IMl Oittn of the Ooraoa, Wmk aad Sore Ivee, Cater ef the lye. Bar, fee*, Threat or Skla (lwmaL Syormaterraaa or Sumi poealiar to He* aad Teat!

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