Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 16, Number 18, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 24 October 1885 — Page 2

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THE MAIL

A PAUR

8hShe

FOR THE PEORLE.

TEBRK HAUTE, OCT. 24, 1886.

STICK 10 YOUR BUSH.

Wnen 1 was but a tiny boy, And went to village school. 1 thought my«elf, a* boy« will think,

That wa* no man's fool. But the village there was one VVho was the fool af ail Poor feUcw, he was Crazy Ben,

A man both lithe awl tall.

But Ben was gannt and gray, a fool •t he village Holons cried: He'd been so, thus they told the tale,

E'er since his true love died. But Ben was kind, I not afraid, And Ben becnlne my chum E'en though at times poor lien took freaks,

His idiot tongue was dumb.

One day that tongue unloosed a truth That made me then to wince, And though It came from idiots lips,

Has never left me since, Tnat day we berrying had gone. And Ben had gone along. And, boy-like, from bush to bush -t Had w&ndered with the throng. Ben stuck, in silence, to one spot,

And whispered thisto me: "Stick to your bush if you of fruit A basketful weu see." .. 4 And so 1 did, and proved the fact,

While through the world we push. There's nothing better ta be learned Than thi*: "Stick to your bush."

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A Wounded Life.

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If the predictions of the neig that sbe would "come to grief, reached the ears of Eunice Brewster when she left Oldham, live years ago, for a life in the city, sbe would have laughed tbe croaking prophets to scorn in that rather exasperating way of hers. She had all the ariogance of youth, joined to high health, uncommon beauty and unbounded hope.

Yet the prophesies had reached fulfillment, albeit there bad been a spice of malice in their utterance. She had crept back in tbe October twilight on a broken wing to die beneath the shelter of that low-roofed, unpalnted house which she had left with such disgust.

Her sister and aged father were startled by her sudden appearance, when they bad believed her dead, and shocked beyond measure by the change wrought upon her, for the undeveloped bounty of years ago had flowered brilliantly faded In that time, and the wa«te i, pale, thin cheeks and hollow cougl ledto indicate that her life would

five years ago had flowered brilliantly and faded In that time, and the wasted form seem

shrank from recognition. She

knew that Oldham had regarded her with disfavor through all her rather headstrong, motherless girlhood. that some would rejoice over her down fall. But tbe promptings of natural af fection had overoome petty consid«ra tlons. A face to face view of death is ant to alter one's estimate of things.

Her father's mind had weakened. He clung to her, childishly calling her his little Eunice, and seemed to rest In her

^Eunice had always ruled Huldah, who was ten years her senior, in an imperious way and the latter felt the old spell ...lr' n,iaatlnna wounded'llfe from scrutiny. "You wrote about your husband, Huldah ventured, rendered timid some subtle Instinct, "la he—?"

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"He Is dead," Eunice replied, abrupt ly. "You must not question ine, Hul dab, about my past. I cannot speak of it."

This was said with a touch of her old lmperlousness. it set the seal upon her alleuce. Huldah rebeled against the de olsion In secret, but she bad to submit.

The reaction from the eff»rt to reach homo set in at once, and Eunice could not rise from her bed tbe next day. The neighbors who came, eager to retail the news, were refused admission to her room, and were completely taken aback by Muldah's strict neutrality of speech for she had neither art nor desire to in yetit a plausible story. There was no lack of inventive genius in Oldham however, and in lieu of actual knowl edge, a malicious story was started and circulated industriously.

Huldah bad to bear a more galling cross in addition to her anxiety about her sister. A retailer of gowlp bad told her of the rumor thit Eunice had gone to the bad. But sbe bore it meekly, as washer woct, remembering how little authority sbe had to contradict it.

Oldham did Eunice injustice, although Its theories touched upon actual facts. It possessed no will power of discrimination, would have admitted no palliation of her conduct could it have known the whole truth.

Upon her entrance into a new life in the city, she had conducted herself with due discretion. For a year her path was checquored and uncertain. Then, through tbe influence of a lady who was Intonated in her, she obtained a situation In a large jewelry establishment as saleslady. As was to be expected, sbe drew custom. She could not be unaware of the attention she excited, or that men and women, especially the former, turned for a second look. At this conjuncture she displayed equable balance of cbatacter. The consciousness of beauty, Instead of making her vsin, gave her a higher standard of self-valua-tion and invited her with a brooming dignity. While she throve in this atmosphere, she disdained to hold herself cheaply. She was oharry of her words and smiles. Men spoke of her as they might of a wife or slater. She acquired grace of speech and bearing rapidly and tbe flower or her beauty expanded towards perfection.

All w*nt well till tbe pasalon of love dawned upon her soul, and would uave continued so bad sbe not been made tbe •IcHin of a grievous wrong. Her love for C^erald Fletcher recreated her. Her dormant capacity for affection awoke. Sbe worshiped him as women have wor nhlped men in all ages to their undoing She could have died te secure bis bappT uesa.

For one happy year she believed her •elf bis lawful wire and with her bead pillowed upon her breast she reposed in the securitv of his love and protection.

But one day the door of ber room at the hotiU. which had been her home ever since ber marriage, opened to admit strange visitor, a diminutive, faded eyed the superb t»hy*ic*l development of the woman before her, jealously, gloating over tbe awftal look that came into tbe face of ber rival when •he produced a certificate of her roarr»«e with tiers id Fletcher lira veaia before. It GMded but one glance into his ashen face, a* he at that moment entered, to conrinee Eunice of the troth of the story.

She had a nature capable of extremes. hat need to dwell upon the first mad dentng sense of wrong and reckless despair of that Intense, pasaionate nature,

nor how faith in both God and man tbroogh life madly and hopoie wavered and fled, since her being had

Droved Jirnoble? Why recount tbe uteps Sbe sat silent, still, with eyeiyjjpte in SSSmIfemmideonm.,ordocrl^:ierb-rt ^Ddlog to h.r .wfl Up.

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purity Her mad endeavor to stifle all womanly impulse toward a pure, holy loveT ft is tbe old, sad story of woman's betrayal and man's selfishness.

After weeks of pain and patient suffering, Eunice began to rally. As Spring advanced, it became evident that tbe boon of death was to be denied her. Her native air and Huldah's careful nursing bad aided a naturally fine constitution to resist the disease.

The pure blood circulating in her veins eliminated some of the poison from her diseased mind. The resentment against Gerald Fletcher died away within her. Blending fragrances from that Eden whose flowery path she had trodden for a season, were wafted to ber across tbe dark gulf of sin from which she bad escaDed. They purified her nature. Her wounded heart bathed itself in the fullness of that remembered love, and now in its passionate flood-tide, but flowing softly snd tenderly over her being.

The womanly attributes of her nature, which in her despair she sought to stifle, seemed to revive under its influence. A pitiful longing for the purity she had

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came over her. His transgression seemed white, to her quickened sensibilities. compared with the evil she had wrought upon herself.

So through tbe Summer and Antumn that followed her recovery, this finely strung nature sought to bring the dis cords of her soul into harmony.

The first snow storm of tbe season was gathering in tbe air and tbe December twilight was closing in earlier than usual. Among the passengers who alighted at tbe Oldham station was stranger whose metropolitan air attracted some attention among the loungers.

Having engaged a room at the hotel and ascertained the direction of Enoch Brewster's domicile, which was three quarters of a mile distant, he set off on

Hi's brisk pace slackened when he csme to the foot of the hill over which the low-roofed house was visible in the gathering gloom. Some uncertainty was apparent. Tbe fiery impatience which had urged him forth upon his quest for the woman he had wronged, seemed all at once to diminish. But tbe elements urged him on. Ousts of wind swept over the hill, whirling the snow in bis face in seeming impatience with his indecision.

A oareless question at the hotel had assured him that Eunice, was at home. He longed, yet dreaded to see her. It was not a pleasant prospect to face her and asK for pardon, with tbe memory before bim, of tbe tearless flashing eyes and scathing denunciations, with which sbe had parted from him three years before. He summoned a recollection that lay behind that of a soft cheek against him, of warm, clinging arms and passionate kisses, of a love given without measure. It gave bim courage out there in the storm and darkness. To have and to hold that love again, this time lawfully, would be almost worth bis hope of heaven.

The low, curtained windows at his left were lighted. Standing on the flat door stone, be felt mechanically io the darkness for a bell or knooker, then wrapped lightly at the door. ^The step he heard presently renewed

It was Eunice who stood there. Her face was a shadow, but he knew the contour of the graceful shoulder and the proudly poised head. He took a step nearer, while she scanned him search ingly. "Eunice!" he said gently.

He could see that she started as the well remembered voice was beard. "Gerald Fletcher," she said in a quiet tone, which indicated no lack of self

A guest of wind tbreateded to extln guish the lamp. "Will you come in sbe invited in atone that somehow did not increase his courage. tie shook the snow from his umbrella and stepped into the narrow entry, feel ing that he deserved scant courtesy. "I have been seeking you for weeks,' be explained, ss he romoved his overcoat and hat. I had a particular wish to see you. It occurred to me to come to your native place on my quest." "Your visit Is quite unexpected," she remarked, as she took up the lamp and led the way into the next room, where were her father and Huldah.

My father and sister, an old acquaint ance of mine from New York," sne said with qutet dignity.

He was a strongly built man of about forty, dark-faced and handsome. Huldah felt a shy constraint in the presence of tbe dignified stranger, besides whom her sister stood, looking fully his equsl.

A rather embarrassing silence followed tbe introduction, which was relieved somewhat by Enoch's remarks about the weather, to which Fletcher made brief replies.

He bad met something worse even than the hard, cold defiance be had exlected. Her attitude towards him was ntangible, unexplainable. It did not quite savor of indifference, yet it seemed to place an infinite distance between them.

Huldah slipped out and kindled afire in tbe stove of the old-fsshloned best room, called, by courtesy, tbe parlor.

Later Eunice and Gerald stood in the

brlRbt

glow of the wood fire, with their

®yea upon the blase, nerving themselves for the coming ordo&l. Gerald broke the silence. "Eunice, are you sorry to see me?" he asked.

Sbe turned slowly toward him. 8he let her eyes rest upon his face. It was older, graver. Beneath tbe troubled expression in his eyes tb! still flame ©f that old-time passion was burnlnjr. "What reason have I to be glad she asked, with a sadness he did not yet un derstand. "I come to you a free man," he said. "Freed by death. I come asking forgiveness, longing to make all the reparation in my power for the wrong I did yo«, anxious to spend the rent of my life in winning back the love and ee I forfeited." -To make me yonr honorable wife?** she asked slowly, with that inscotable calm.

To make you my honorable wife," he repeated. "If you do not despise me too wholly to receive my name. Ob. Eunice!" with a sudden secession of pasaionate entreaty In his voice, "baa the old love, whose strength and sweetness tempted roe Into dishonor, died oat past re-kindling?"

He took an eager step towards bar. she motioned him back quietly. How was be to gases what a tumult was rag*ng beneath that strange calm "You shrink from me," be cried, pas. •innately. "I sea your love fa dead, killed prematurely by my own hand. I was a blind fool to think that you were a woman to condone such a wrorg. My punishment la just to love yon

Gerald's mind. He paused in

A year haa passed. Enoch la laid away to rest, and good, patient Huldah has a home with Eunice and her huebend. The dark chapter to yet a sealed book to her.

DON'T RAT IN A RURMY. A health journal says that people ought to take three-quarter* of an hoar mr dinner. This is well if there is enough dinner to hold out eo long. Tbe penalty for hurrying meah, aa most people do, is a grievoos attack of dysyepala. In soch a case yon will have to resort to Brown's Iron Bitters for cow- as did Mr. J. R. Pinkstoo, Short

TERRE HAUTE SJ^rUKDAY EVENING MAIL.

nation.

1"fibre

rust themselves her nees.

hideously before her vision, barring from grasping the proffered happfn He stood still suddenly. "Why

He "stood still suddenly. "Why do ou not upbraid me?" he cried. "I can ear reproaches, denunciations, anything but this horrible silence."

She tamed her face again toward him, but it was no longer calm. Tbe anguish of a tenible inward struggle was written upon it. There was a painfully pathetic expression in the eyes that might easily overflow in tears, the sensitive lips quivered. "You do not understand," she said, eaking wearily, as one exhausted by te rude beating of a storm. "You offer to make me your honorable wife. You little dream what my life has been since I parted from you."

She paused, trying to summon resolution to proceed. What a coward sbe felt as she noted the chsnge that had al ready come over him. It spoke much lor the troth and nobility of ber nature that she felt constrained to make the confession, even though it must lower her forever In his estimstion. "Yousbsll know the worst," she went on, spesking rapidly, as if she feared to falter. "You will despise me, but cannot deceive you. For two years was numbered with those whose gilded cage and flaunting attire are tbe price of their soul's purity. I laughed at truth and honor in man or woman. I tried to drown my heart in longing for the love I had lost. In midnight revels my laugh rang loudest where sll was a hollow mockery of gaity. At times my self-contempt would drive me to the verge of self destruction, from which, I think some pitying angel held me back, giving me time for repentance. "My health failed. I came home to die, as I thought. ... It has been reserved for me to look once again upon tbe face of the man I love, to hear from his lips an offer of honorable marriage, and although I am powerless to place an unsnllied hand in bis, this desire to right the wrong is like balm to my heart."

A feeling of terror crept over Gerald as he listened. The extent and scope of bis own wrong-doing revealed itself with new and startling distinctness, Driven out, ss she bad been from tbe shelter and security of his love, to lace the world again, with *tbe safeguard against temptation weakened, how could be judge her?

A wilder tumult than that of the in creasing storm was raging in his breast He haareceived a shock. He had placed her upon afar higher plane in thought than he himself occupied. His love had been selfish, yet tinctured with thorough respect, for bad she not thought herself his wife? He must take new bearings now. His mental equipment labored to adjust themselves to the altered aspect of things

It was to be the test of his nobility, Was bis love for her grand and strong enough to surmount the barrier and bear her away under its shelter

She sat with bowed head waiting for the altered tones that should proclaim sbe was relinquished. Who can tell what waves and billows swept over ber as the starving heart

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cruelly defraud

ed reached out hungiilv for love. And yet this wronged, sinning, suffering woman, this repentant Magdalen had risen to a noble height. TMre were unfathomable depths luj*er patuxe fchich ^p by her deep suffering, and clothed as sbe wss In sweet humility, she was worthy to sit at tbe feet of tbe Christ.

Some sense of all this dawned upon I

?WO TRUTHS.

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"Darling," he said,"I never meant

To hurl you and his eyes grew wet. "I would not hurt you tor the world! Am I to blame if I forget?" "Forgive my selfish tears," she cried,

Fo^flve! 1 know that it was not That yon would mean to hurt me, love I knew it was that yon forgot."

But all the same, deep in her heart Rankles this though, and rankle When love is at Its best, one loves

Rankles this thoi

aralrl'a min/l UA t- i_j_ I iMvlniy kin art fa t/t nttAfirl tViA Ann/lav.

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Ala., who writes. "I found

relief la Brown's Iron Bitters after jean of suffer!og from dyspepsia.'*

and rankles yet:

bo much that he cannot forget.

Wooing His Wife.

Although Farmer Tucker had long dreamed of a visit to Chautauqua, when be found himself at the Mecca of devout excursionists, the brawny man was tempted to doubt his own identity. The holiday surroundings were wholly unlike anything to which he was accus tomed in his prosy New England home the rich, crowded programme offered was in striking contrast to the dull monotony of farm life. When tbe son of toil first entered the auditorium, and saw the rustic ampbitbeatre crowded with thousands of people listening breathlessly to the full, sweet tone of the grand organ, his cramped, selfish heart was strangely touched and expanded. For an Instant the wish erep1 in that be bad asked Jane if she would like to come, too. But there was not much time for his own thoughts, for, as the music ceased, a white-haired gentleman arose and announced the name of an orator who is well known from Maine to California. "Well, now, it beats sll to think I'm

Sear

oing to hear the man I've wanted to for more'n twenty years," Farmer Tucker whispered to himself.

The lecturer commenced his brief address with one of his inimitable descrip tlons. The story was of a man who ap

Klied

for a divorce and was advised by is eminent lawyer to try the effect of making love to his wife as he had done before marrying her, instead of resorting to the measure he had proposed. It included, also, an account of a late visit, when the happy husband withdrew bis application, and, fairly dancing with glee, aseurred the lawyer that his experiment had worked like a charm, that "Sally bad become as amiable and af fectionate a wife as a man could ask to have." His representation of the scene drew forth long applause, but Samuel Tucker's interest was of too serious nature to permit his joining in the laughter. As if unconscious for a moment of the multitude abont him, he said, in an undertone: "I'd be willing to take my oath that wouldn't work with Jane. All I have to say is, that man's wife was different from mine I'd as soon think of feeding Berrup to a mummy as to begin sparking again with her."

At length he quieted his conscience with the determination to prove that bis estimate of his wife was correct. "When I go home," be said to him self, "I'll just show the woman some little attentions, and I'll see they won't have any more effect on her than they would on the old bay mare. Jane'" bound to be sullen and obstinate, and suppose I may as well make up my mind to It."

On reaching home the resolution was not easily carried out. When Mr. Tucker planned some gallantry toward bis wire the very thought made hlmfeel so ihMwt..*! ami fail"'' air "Cb& veiliOAl1tdA" improved it.

bis I leaving his wife to attend' the Sunday

thoughtful musings and stood looking I school and then walk home as best sbe down upon tbe bowed head. I could, through mud and dust. Great She felt tbe presence near her, and in I

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tbougbt groveled before him as Guin-1 'ore»

evere before the blameless king, forget-1 him waiting for her at tbe close of ting, In her self-abasement, that it was|the Bible service. Tbe faintest suspino blameless Arthur who stood there, I

She felt a gentle hand upon her bead. I would be," he muttered, and he went It passed caressingly over the soft brown I bout his midday "chores." hair. How tbe touch thrilled her. I At tbe same time Mr. Tucker was con "Your confession brands me still I scions of having performed a most deeper," he said, brokenly, "since I was praiseworthy act, and felt so comfortthe first transgressor. And this, not in I *ble

Mrs. Tucker's astonishment, there-

on the

c^on

Sabbath after his return, to

tbat

but a man convicted of sin also. I f°r ber did not cross the good women's A large pity for her was swelling in I mind she supposed he bad business his breast a* he stood there, mutely cog-1 with some of the brethren, and hesitated nlzant of every detail of dress, form and I wnetber to walk on as usual or to sug attitude. Anew sentiment of protect-1 IP8* waiting for him, when the farmer ing tenderness was arising in his heart. I called out: "It's just ascheap to ride as To him she was an angel no longer, but to walk." Silently the woman took her a suffering woman, on an equality with

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himself, whose life he bad wounded I drove home, much to the husband's sat' sorely. I isfaction, for it seemed to him a proof Not down on her be looks, nor up to I the woman's dull, unapprecfative an ideal, but straight into her eyes, and I nature. "Sbe didn't act pleased, but al! his love is real. I was only dazed like, as I knew sbe

bad driven back to church

in the buggy, and silently they

that be

difference, is the barrier on your side I periment. So on the following Sabbath questioned, with eagerness. I Jane again found her husoandf in waitIn difference!" sbe repeated, lifting *°d, as she mounted tbe high bug her head so that her eyes, full of mingled 18y» ventured to utter a half audible sorrow and tenderness, looked straight "Thank you," and to ask Samuel if he into his. "Such love as I felt for yoa Ibeen waiting long. To which Mr. must live forever, I think. It ha^e sun-1 Tucker replied that be had just reached ned myself in its warmth during these I tbe church, and did not know but what months of recovery. It first drove me I be migbt find she had started on foot, to despair, but in turn it became my IThl9 reply seemed to Jane a positive assalvation." suranoe that her husband had really reof taking heart glowed shall never go out of these arms again I with warmth unknown for years. Sbe "You will still make me your wife?"|l0Dged to tell her husband how much she queetioned, while half tbe burden I "be appreciated his trouble, but imaginedit would sound "so foolish" that sbe

"Then, Eunice," he said, as he gather-1 turned for tbe sole purpose ed her to his breast, "if this is true, you I

seemed rolling from ber soul. "You are tbe one woman in the world for me," he returned. "In spite of all, I trust you entirely. We will begin life together on a higher plane, we will bury this unhappy memory deep beneath oar mutual affection. We help each other to redeem the peat."

resolved to repeat the ex-

her husband

her

home and her chilled bea

kept ber pleasure to herself. The third Sabbath was rainy, and as sbe washed tbe breakfast dishes Mrs. Tucker kept thinking: "I wonder if Samuel means to come for me this noon it would be such a help in tbe rain I'm half a mind to ask him!" This resolution was soon stifled with the reasoning which bad silenced msny similar re-

The tall clock in tbe corner .ticked slowly in the silence that followed., Two erring but generous souls had come I •oives in the past ten vears. "No, I to a mutuu understanding. Henceforth I won't ask no favors if be don't think life would have anew significance I enough of me to come, why be needn't

It was close on midnight when he I Although proudly unwilling took bis leave. The storm bad abated. I attentions, Jane longed for Tbe stars were reappearing high

over-

tbe horizon, was coming, whieh was to J100 often to symbolise that already arisen in two

1 demonstration of ber husband's love and

bead. A beautiful dawn, yet far beneath I She had walked home In tbe rain

greatly dread auch expopeek before tbe wife bad

But

week

troubled souls. Who aba!! say that sin I tasted tbe joy of being considered and is an unalloyed evil, when out of its longed for some further proof of ber depths may come such a result aa this 1 companion'* a flection.

I Mrs, Tucker's heart leaped for joy

Oldham bad to reconsider its'decision I when at noon sbe saw tbe mare's bead when it beard of the quiet marriage oer-1*he lecture-room window. Indeed, emony In Enoch Brewster'eold-fashion- M"1, binfPri0*

he"rt

ed parlor, and aaw tbe carriage withI manageable, and. entering tbe carriage Gerald Fletcher and his bride on ita wav I door, melted Jane sobbed out: to the depot., "I sore itV vey K«od of yon, Samuel. to come for me this rainy day," that

became quite nn-

ami then tbe tears flowed so fast further words were impossible. Completely taken by surprise, Mr. Tocker explained: "I wouldn't mind tbe walk," reponded tbe wife, "but Samuel—I'm so happy to have you—care enough about me to come."

Tbe strong man was brushing away a tear from bis own cheek now, his tenderer, better nature was mastering tbe hard, selfish spirit which bsd long possessed him, and with coughing and choking, he add: "Jane, I see I've made an awful botch of our married life if you've a mind to forgive me, III see if I can't treat yon from day to day aa a woman ougbt to be treated."

This confession was all too much for tbe weeping wife, ind she knswered quickly: "You're not a hit more to blame than am I've been proud and obstinate but I tell you what it Is, we will begin all over again."

The ice was now thoroughly broken and that afternoon Farmer Tucker and his wife had a long talk over the past and future. And in the evening, wnen they were about to start for the prayer meeting to be held in tbe neighboring schoolhouse, the renewed nusbana stooped and kissed his wife, saying: "Jane, I've been a-thinking that married life ain't so different from farming or any other occupation. Now, I ain't such a fool as to think afield will keep a-yielding if I only enrich it once ana plant it twice I have to go over the same ground every season and here I suppose you are to slways do as you did when we were acorting, without my doing my part at all." "If I hadn't changed any, maybe you would always have been as tender as you used to be," pleaded the wife. "Perhaps so and perhaps not but I don't mean to leave you to try such a plan. I tell you what it is, Jane, I feel as if we hadn't really never been married until to-day. It most seems as if we ought to take a wedding tower." "I'm afraid we'll have to wait until next summer for that," was the smiling response. "I suppose we shall, but we'll take it then, certain."

Pleasant to the taste and surprisingly quick in relieving coughs and colds, it is not at all strange that Dr. Bull's Cough Syrup always succeeds.

Salvation Oil, the greatest pain-cure on earth, is guaranteed to effect a cure where it is pussible for the seat of the disease to be reached by a liniment. Price 25 cents a bottle. iff

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The farm was nearly a mile from the

church, yet Samuel Tucket bad for years tl

been ln the

habit of driving back alone,

fish.

TRAIN LOAD OF LOVERS.

VALUABLE OPPORTUN11 STUDY ING THE INTRICACIES OF THE f* GRAND PASSION.

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The New York Central train that pulls into the Grand Central Depot at 10:55 every Sunday night is called tbe "lov ers' train." For years it has been so called along the entire length of the road, from Albany down.

,rHow

did it

get tbe name said the old conductor to his inquiring passenger. "Just look through those seats ana judge for yourself. You see there are no other persons aboard but young men. This is the last train into tbe city to-night, and from every village along the line—Garrison's Peekskill, Sing Sing, Tarrytown, Yon Iters—it gathers the young fellowB to getber and whisks them baok to towu They are all lovers and have been call ing on their rural sweethearts. Of course, in summer, when oitv people come up to spend the warm days along the Hudson, our load of lovers is increased and we put on an extra car or two. But throughout the entire year we can oount on a regular complement of Sunday young men visitors."

The conductor cast a friendly glance down tbe row of seats. "It is odd," he continued, "what a happy lot these pas sengers are and bow differently the day with their idols affects different men. Some of them curl up selfishly in a corner and think over the good time they navftMM„pji 1

Aft.ethggfcAre, fu11.*®. over-

she said and how she looked wbeiT'sAi' said it. When I reflect what the result of

The engine whistled for Yonkers The conductor started for the platform whistling softly to himself "^Yhat Will tbe Harvest Be

An elastiostep, buoyant spirits, and clear complexion, are tbe results of pure blood enjoys a clearness of perception impossible when the bloocf enjoys clearness of perception, 1mpop«!ble when tbe blood is heavy with impurities. Take Ayer's Ssrsaparifla, the best blood purifier and vitalizer.

Beta in New York are flOO to against tbe Democratic State ticket.

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There are lavish suits of male underwear costing $100. iV

LIVING MONUMENTS. On tbe tomb of Sir Christopher Wren, architect of St. Paul's Cathedral, Lon don, is the inscription in Latin: "If you ask for bis monument look around you." The thousands and hundreds of people whom we see to-day free from rheumatism aud kindred diseases are living ironumenta to the power of St. Jacobs Oil,—The Conqueror of Pain.

Learn wisdom from the silent man, ye of glib tongue.

'IT KNOCKS 1HE SPOTS," and everything in tbe nature of eruptions, blotches, pimples, ulcers, scrofulincipent consumption, ous humors, an which is nothing more nor li scarfola of tbe lungs, complete!

than

out of

It stimulates and

tbe system. It stimulates and Invigorates tbe liver, tones up tbe stomach, regulates tbe bowels, purifies tbe blood, and builds up tbe weak places of the body. It is a purely vegetable compound, and will do more than is claimed for it. We refer to Dr. Pierce's "Golden Medical Discovery."

He that gets out of debt grows rict.

THROW AWAY TR USSES when our new mothod is guaranteed to permsnentlv cure the worst cases of rupture, vithout tbe use of tbe knife. Send 10 cents in a tamps for psmpblet and references. World's Dispensary Medical Association, 083 Main Street, Buffalo, N. Y.

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Cancer Conquered.

For seven years past I have been suffering with a cancer on my face. At first it gave me but little trouble, and I paid very little attention to it. After a time it began to increase in size, and also to pain me. The simple remedies were applied to alleviate the pain, but ![.. was not concious of its true nature,' thinking it only a sore of malignant nature, and would soon pass away under the other treatment. In this I was mistaken, as the place continued to grow, extending into my nose, from which came a vellowish discharge very offensive in character. It was also Inflamed,*" and annoyed me a great deal. About eight months ago I was in Atlanta, at the bouse of a friend, Mrs. C. D. H., who observed the condition of my faoe, and so strongly recommended the use of Swift's Specific that 1 determined to make au effort to procure it. In this I was successful, and began its use. The inflnence of the medicine at first was to somewhat aggravate tbe sore but soon tbe inflammation was allayed, and I began to improve after the first few bottles. My general health has greatly improved. I am stronger, and am able to do any kind of work. The cancer on my face began to decrease and tbe ulcer to heal, until there is not a vestige ot it left—only a little scar marks the place where it had been. I am devoutly grateful fur this wonderful relief from what everybody thought wonld be certain death. I am ready to answer all ques* tlons relative to this cure.

MRS. JOICIB A. MCDONALD

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Atlanta, Ga., August 11,1885. For sale by all druggists. Treaties on Blook and Skin Diseases

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fining list of prices for recipes, information abo coins, eto., given away by all dealere in medioine, maiSdto any address on receipt of 9o. stamp.

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AYER'S

Ague Cure

contains an antidote for all malarial dls* orders which, so far as known, Is used in aa other remedy. It contains no Qolnine, nor any mineral nor deleterious rabctanee whatever, and consequently produces no Injurious effect upon tbe constitution, but leaves the systesa as healthy as It was before tbe attack.

WASSABT ATERU AGUE CUBE

to cure every case of Fever and Ague, Intermittent or Chill Fever, Remittent Fever, Dumb Ague, Bilious Fever, and Liver Complaint caused by malaria. In cam of failure, after due trial, dealers are authorized, by oar circular dated July 1st, im, to refand the money.

Dr. J. C. Ayer & Co., Lowell, Mass..

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