Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 17, Number 26, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 18 December 1886 — Page 5

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THE JVIAIL.

A Paper

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THE

Haunted Chamber.

Continued from Eighth Page. passages ever occurred between me and Sir Adrian, and that I am fully persuaded his heart has been given to vou alone ever since your first meeting. "Florence, you believe herV* questions Sir Adrian beseeching! v. "It is all true what .she has said. I love you devotedly. If you will not marry me, no other woman shall ever be my wife. Mv beloved, take pity on me!" *Trust in him, give yourself freelv to him without fear," urges Dora, with a sob. "He is altogether worthy of you. So saying, she escapes from tlie room, and goes up the stairs to her own apartment weeping bitterly. "Is there anv hope for me?" asks Sir Adrian of Florence when they are again alone. "Darling, answer me, do you—can you love me?" "I have loved you always—always," replies Florence in a broken voice. -But I thought—I feared—oh, how much I have suffered!" "Never rnind that now." rejoins Sir Adrian very tenderly. He has placed his arm round her. and her head is resting in happy contentment upon his breast. "For the future, my dearest, you shall know neither fear nor suffering if I can prevent it."

They are still murmuring tender words of love to each other, though a good half hour luis gone by, when noise as of coming footsteps in the conservatory attracts their attention, and presently Captain Kingwood, with his arm round Ethel Villiers's waist, comes slowly into view.

Totallv unaware that any one is in the room besides themselves, they advance, until, happening to lift 'their eves, they sudden Iv become aware that their host and Afiss Delmaine are regarding them with mingled glances of surprise and amusement. Instantly tliev start asunder. "It is—that is—you see—Iithel, you explain," stammers Captain Kingwood confusedlv.

At this both Sir Adrian and Florence burst out laughing so merrily and so heartily that all constraint comes to an end and, finally Ethel and Itingwood, joining in the merriment that lias berti raised at their expense, volunteer a full explanation. "I think," says Ethel, after awhile, looking keenly at Florence and her host, you two* look just as guilty as we do. Don't they, George?" "They setiui very nearly as happy, at all events," agrees Kingwood, who, now that he has confessed to his having been just accepted by Ethel Villiers "for better for worse," is again in his usual gay spirits. "Nearly? you might sav quite," says Sir Adrian laughing. "Florence as we have discovered their secret, 1 think it will bo only honest of us to tell them ours."

Florence blushes and glances rather shyly at Ethel. '*1 know it." cries that young lady, clapping ,ier hands. "You are going to marry Sir Adrian. Florence, and he is going to marry vou!"

At this they all laugh. "Well, one of those surmises could hardly come off without the other." observes Kingwood, with a smile. "So your second guess was a pretty safe one. If she is right, old man"—turning to Sir Adrian—"I congratulate you both with all my heart." "Yes. she is quite right," responds Sir Adrian, directing a glance tull of ardent love upon Florence. "What should I do with the life she restored to me unless I devoted it to her service?" "You see, he is uiarrving mo only out of gratitude," says Florence, smiling archly, but large tears of joy and gladness sparkle in her lovely eyes.

ClIAPTEK XIII.

When Florence IInils her way, at the expiration of the hour, to Dora's room, she discovers that fair little widow dissolved in teans, and indeed sorely perplexed and shamed. The sight of Florence onlv seems to render her grief more pofgnant, and when her cousin, putting her arm round her, tries to console lier, she only responds to the caress by dinging herself upon her knees, and praying her to forgive her.

And then the whole truth comes out. All the petty, mean, underhand actions, all the cruel lies, all the carefully spoken innuendoes, all the false re-

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Huts are brought into light and laid to the honitled eyes of Florence. Dora's confession "is thorough and complete in every sense. Not any way does she seek to shield herself, or palliate her own share in the deception practiced upon the unconscious girl now regarding her with looks of amazement and deep sorrow, but in bitter silence.

When the wretched story is at an end. and Dora, rising to her feet, declares her intention of leavingEngland forever, Miss Delmaine stands like one turned into stone, and says no word either of censure or regret.

Dora, weeping violently, goes to the door, but, as her hand is raised to open it. the pressure upon the gentle heart of Florence is suddenly removed, and in a little gasping voice she bids her stay.

Ihira remains quite still, her eyes bent upon the floor, waiting to hear lier cousin's words of just condemnation expecting only to near the scathing worus of scorn with which lier cousin will bid her begone from her sight for evermore. But suddenly she feels two soft arms dose around her, ami Florence, bursting into tears, lays her head upon her shoulder. "Oh, lkra, how could you do itr she falters, and that is all. "Never, either then or afterward, does another sentence of reproach pass her lips and Dora, forgiven and taken hack to her cousin's friendship, endeavors earnestly for the future to avoid such untruthnil paths as had so nearly led her to ber ruin.

Sir Adrian, from the hour In which his dearest hopes were realized, recovers rapidly both his health and spirits and soon a double wedding takes place, that makes pretty Ethel vuUers Ethel lUngwood aud beautiful Florence Lady Dynecourt.

A winter -spent abroad with his charming bride completely restores Sir Adrian to his former vigorous state, and, when spring is crowning all the land with her fair flowers, he returns to the castle with the intention of remaining there until the coming season demands his presence in town.

And now once sgain there is almost

the same party Drought together at Dynecourt. Old Lady FitzAlmont aud Lady Gertrude are here again, and so are Captain and Mrs, Kingwood, both the gayest of the gay. Dora Talbot is here too, somewhat chastened and subdued Jtoth in manner and expression, a change so much for the better that she finds ner list of lovers to be longer now than in the days of yore.

It is an exquisite, balmy day in April. The sun is shining hotly without, drinking up greedily the gentle shower that fell hair an hour ago. The guests, who with their host and hostess have been wandering idly through the grounds, decide to go m-doors. "It was on a day like this, though in autumn, that we first missed Sir Adrian," remarks some one in a half tone confidentially to some one else, but not so low that the baronet could not hear it. "Yes," he says quickly, "and it was just over there"—pointing to a clump of shrubs near the hall door—"that I parted with that unfortunate cousin of mine."

Lady Dynecourt shudders, and draws closer to her husband. "It was a marvelous story," observes a pretty woman who was not at the castle last autumn, when what so nearly proved to be a tragedy was being enacted "quite like a legend or a mediaeval romance. Dear Lady Dynecourt finding him was such a happy finish to it. 1 must say I have always had the greatest veneration for those haunted chambers, so seldom to be found now in any house. Perhaps my regard for them is the stronger because I never saw one." "No?" question irigly. "Will you come and see ours now?" says Sir Adrian readily.

His wife clasps his arm, and a pang contracts her brow. "You are not frightened now, surely?" says Adrian, smiling at her very tenderly. "Yes, I am," she responds promptly. "The very name of that awful room unnerves me. There is something evil in it, I believe. Do not go there." "I'll block it up forever if you wish it," declares Sir Adrian "but, for the last time let me go and show its ghostly beauty to Lady Laughton. I confess, even alter all that has happened, it possesses no terror for me it only reminds me of my unpleasant kinsman."

I wonder what became of him," remarks Kingwood. "He's at the other side of tho world, I should imagine." "Out of the world, at all events," says Ethel, indifferently. "Well, let us go,'' agrees Florence resignedly.

So together they all start once more for the old tower. As they reach the stono steps Sir Adrian says laughingly to Lady Laughton: "Now, what do you expect to see? A ghost—a phantom? And in what shape,

what guise?" 'A skeleton," answers Lady Laughton, returning his laugh and with the words the door is pushed open, and they enter the room en nmsse. "The sunlight is stealing in through the narrow window holes and faintly lighting up the dismal room.

What is that in yonder corner, the very comer where Sir Adrian's almost lifeless body had been found? Is this a trick, a delusion of the brain? What is this thing huddled together, lying in a heap—a ghastly, ragged, lilthy heap, before their terrilied eyes? And why docs this charnel-honso smell infect their nostrils? They stagger. Even the strong men grow pale and faint, for there, before them, gaunt, awful, unmistakable, lies a skeleton!

Lady Laughton's jesting words have come "true—a lleshless corpse indeed meets their stricken gaze!

Sir Adrian, having hurriedly asked one of the men of the party to remove Lady Dynecourt and her friends, he md "Captain Kingwood proceed to exunine the grewsome body that lies upon the lloor yet, though they profess to each other total ignorance of what it can be, there is in their hearts a miserable certainty that appalls them Is this to be the end of the mystery? Truly had spoken Ethel Ringwood when she had alluded to Arthur Dynecourt as being "out of the world," for it is his remains they are bending over, as a few letters scattered about testify only too plainly.

Caught in the living grave he had destined for his cousin was Arthur Dvnecourt on the night of Sir Adrian's release. The lamp had dropped from his hand in the first horror of his discovery that his victim had escaped him. Then followed the closing of tne fatal lock aud his insensibility.

On recovering from "his swoon, he had no doubt endured a hundred-fold more tortures than had the innocent Sir Adrian, as his conscience must have been unceasingly racking and tearing him.

And not too soon either could the miserable end have come. Every pang he had designed for his victim was his. Xot one was spared! Cold and hunger and the raging fever of thirst were his, and withal a hopelessness more intolerable than aught else—a hopelessness that must have grown in strength as the interminable days went by.

And then came death—an awful lingering death, whilst the loathsome rats had finished the work which starvation and death had begun .and now all that remained of Arthur Dynecourt was a heap of bones!

They hush the matter up as well as they can, but it is many days before Florence and her husband, or any of their guests forget the dreadful hour in which they discovered the unsightly remains of him who had been overtaken by a just and stern retribution.

THK END.

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The Lost Letter.

"How long it lingers here under this hedge!" said Miriam. She was standing in the lane, looking at the white snow border, still thawing in the shelter of the straggling hedgerow.

The two girls had been roaming the fringe of woods across the lane, seeking the spring's trailing arbutus underneath the autumn's wet dead leaves and the fragrant little basket which Miriam carried swinging in her hand, told that the search was not unsuccessful. And now, in the midst of such a breath of spring, to come upon this unsunned patch or snow!

Lucy stood still, looking at it, too. "To think that it sh...iid keep the impression all these weeks!" she said meditatively, as if to herself. "Yes, it was just here he stood he was gathering me berries out of the hedge. The hedge was crimson with them that day."

Miriam cast a sharp glance at the lovely dreamy face. "I did not know I was awakening a sentimental train of memories," she said, not quite as careless as she could have wished.

Lucy turned, with a shy little laugh, and a beautiful color flushing her fair face from dimpled cheeks to brow, half hidden by the waves of sunny hair. She caught her friend's hands, basket and all. "Ah, Miriam, I have longed to find courage to tell you all about it. You know when Roger went away "The morning after that last snow," supplied Miriam, with another glance at ti he snow border. "Yes. Well—we were here- im "We?" repeated Miriam in the significant pause. "Oh. you know. Roger and I. And— he gathered the berries for me, Miriam —and when he gave them to me, oh dear," she said, blushing again and pretending t-^pout, "you might understand without .tting it all into words you have gone r.urough the same thing, no doubt, though you won't marry anybody." "And you are going to marry Roger Winthrop?" said Miriam very quietly. "Gone through the same thing!"

Would it surprise pretty little Lucy to lie told that the very night before that berry-gathering just here he had asked Miriam to marry him, and she had refused him?

Eh. well! why should it be anyt^ to Miriam how soon he had cons himself? "And you are going to marry Roger Winthrop?" she said.

Hut Lucy was pouting again. "Oh, dear, you are so matter-of-fact, Miriam! Marry! Who said anything about marrying? I'm sure neither Roger nor I did. Only he said he could see from my sweet eyes that I understood what trouble ho was in at going away and couldn't I give him any hope, and wouldn't I remember that, at any moment I should write for him, he would come back at once, just on the hope—the merest hope—that it would not be in vain. And then in the midst of it. and before I could answer him, who should come by but Charlotte Dallas—and you know what a bore she is, and how we never can get rid of her "She would stand talking to us both, and walked back to the gate with me and Roger had only time then to hurry off to catch the train, and couldn't say another word apart to me. Only

J'ust

before we turned away from him le did manage to give me a bit of a note—I suppose he had meant to leave it at tne house for me. But

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think, Miriam, I lost it before I iad one word of it!" "Lost it?" "He managed to give it to me under cover of another bunch of berries. Charlotte was standing with us then. And I, unlucky that I was, dropped it. And though I let my pocket-handker-chief fall at once, as if ny accident, and thought I amid pick them both up together, I couldn't find it. I darea not say too much about having lost anything, for fear of Charlotte's sharp eyes. Imagine, dear, if someone should have picked it up, if the wind blew it into the road!" "It would have your name on it," said Miriam steadilv. "No doubt whoever found it woulcf bring it to you." "I thought it might have l»een blown into the hedge somewhere: I have been looking about. Miriam— "Lucy!" "Do you think R^ger is so very much nicer than Tom? I know mamma would be apt to like him better, but— oh, Miriam. I do wish you'd advise me! Don't you think it is very unreasonable in mamma to object to poor Tom? I'd give anything if you would tell me what to do, only I suppose you are so wise and cool, you would be taking mamma's side?"

Miriam laughed. "Omafc counsel, dear tittle. don't tarry: I'll gie ye my bonnfc block ben.

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will advise me to marry The lad 1 loe dearly, 8am Glen. B6 as honest as Burns' lassie, Lucy, my dear, and then I will know how to answer you."

But Lucy shook her bead doubtfully. "It isn't want of honesty, dear, it is that I can't make up my mind, and I cant make up my mind to let mamma make it up for me."

Did Roger say anything to Aunt Gresham?" asked Miriam, so quietly that her cousin could not guess that the matter was painful to bar. "Oh no. And mamma once—some time ago—fancied Roger was in love with you, Miriam."

Lucy said this with a touch of amusement in her tone, as she glanced up at her cousin. Miriam was certainly handsome enough as she stood ba the glow of sunshine, hut so white and cold. As well fail in love with a snowdrift, Lucy had heard Tom say.

Miriam nad turned as if to walk on, but Lucy did not move. It seemed this spot set per thinking of Roger. ^^^Xoa^Bkftrattarjpdd, MM-

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL.

am, that haven tneara a wbra rrom him since? Ought I to have told him it was the note that I lost? I could not manage it with Charlotte standing by and I fancied he would understand." "Perhaps there was something to be answered in the note," said Mil and she climbed up the bank under the hedge-row. "Are you sure you looked well for it Lucy! Among the dead leaves

She stopped short. She had set her little foot in the big print of Roger Winthrop's, and the glazed surface had cracked under her weight. And in the crack as she stepped back she saw something that was not ice—a corner of a foldea bit of paper.

She stepped back, and in that one in staiit of silence was fought the hardest battle of Miriam's life.

For why should she be the one to give her lover to Lucy? One instant, then she stopped and broke away the thin ice from about the folded paper, "Here is your letter, Lucy. Roger must have stepped on it when you dropped it and crushed it into the siiow —that was why you could not find it."

Lucy took it with a cry of delight. "Yes, 'Miss Lucy Gresham.' Oh, don't go, Miriam I've a fancy for reading it just here." "But you don't want me," said Miriam.

She was moving away when her cous in caught lier. putting her arm through here aud holding her fast while she opened her note. "Dear Lucy

Then with a little cry she dropped the papery she set her foot on it, and half-laughing, half-crying, she executed a war-dance upon it. "That ever I should have been such an idiot—such a miserable dupe of my own vanity! Oh. and now I shall marry Tom out of hand, and have the honeymoon over before there is ever a Mrs. Roger Winthrop!" "Lucv! What is it you mean?" "I am not going to tell you. Hoger may tell you himself the note says he is coming. Ah, and this is tho very day—three weeks from the very day he went away. Listen, Miriam."

She stopped suddenly, lifting her hand. The sound of a horse's hoofs was lieittd approaching rapidly along the road. "He always rides that way. Don't let him guess my folly, Miriam. There's the note—you may read it. I'm off. No—no. you are not to come with me."

She hail squeezed herself through a gap in the hedge—snch a tiny gap that only such a little creature coukt have done it—and Miriam could not hope to follow her. Indeed, she did not think of it—she was looking at the note Lucy had thrust upon her.

Perhaps she did not know how close the rider was to the turn in the road behind her. Certainly she started and colored deeply when lie flung himself from his horse, and, with tne bridle over his arm, walked beside her. "Miss Miriam Then lie started in his turn, its his glance fell on the paper in her hand. You are reading my letter to Lucy," he said.

She stood still in the road, and faced him, putting such constraint upon herself that one might have thought her indifferent, "Is it true," she said, "that you could write sucli a letter as this to Lucy?"

To Lucy! Surely you are not angry? is your cousin, and a sort of cousin oi"mine too. She is always kind and good, and she loves you. Was tliero any harm in telling her that you had refused me, but that I was coming back in three weeks' time, when Carrington should have left the neighborhood, unless Lucy wrote me that you had, meanwhile, accepted him? She did not write, and

Did you ever tell Lucy before that— that I am in love with you?" supplie Roger. "Well, not in so many word perhaps but I am sure she understood it. Her mother found out my secret one day, coming upon me unawares. I suppose it is an open secret," he said frankly "I am not ashamed of it."

Miriam did not meet his eyes. She stood downcast and pale clenching her hands together in ner effort for selfcontrol. Aunt Gresham knew it! Aunt Gresham had told her, Miriam, binding her over to secrecy, that Roger Winthrop had spoken toner of his love for her Lucy and that Lucy in her heart of hearts cared for him too. Could Aunt Gresham have blinded herself, or had she deliberately tried to keep Miriam and Roger apart Miriam felt a cold distrust of her uncle's wife. a

But not of Lucy. -r Roger must not guess Lucy's mis-

He was putting out his hand to Miriam now. I thought it was Carrington, perwho was standing between us," he "said. "But I met him in town he almost.said you had refused him too. Miriam, if you do not like him. is there no hope—none that I might teach you to care for me just a little?"

She shook her head. "You could never teach me that." And th« n, as she lifted her eyes, and saw the white set look upon his face, a quivering smile flashed over hers. "You never could teach me that, because I love you with my whole heart, Roger." lie had both her handsl#3^^ "Miriam, my darling!"

But when ne asked her what made her refuse him just three weeks ago, she only shook her head, "You know the homely proverb, Roger: 'Never look a girt-horse in the mouth.' If I giye you my love now, you must not try to find out just how old it is." "My darling, you shall date it from the wedding day. if you will let that be quite soon. "We'll have a double wedding!" she cried gayly. "Lucy and her faithful Tom shall be married on that day. I think that you and I together will be able to bring Aunt Gresham to consent"

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Toots'* Powden wtO pretest Sim Fowl*. Tomm Fowdeta win latrssse tbe yiaatltf ef and inn~i tveacy per eeat- sad make tbe banmtrm ^«SlnfVnrders wW one werersat atoosti Otsesaa to wMcM (tomes wd OsWesre MstfKS. fornrs Pewmas wtu. mm Iasupmom.

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EvANSYILLE

his

ROUTE.

Short and Direct Line

From Terr® Haute to

Nashville, New Orleans, Savannah,

Montgomery,, -^Charleston, Jacksonville.

Only one change of cars. No Ferries. Xo* Transfers. Passengers cross the Ohio river on the new Steel Bridge at Henderson.

For information and tickets call on R. A. CAMPBELL, $ General Agent, Terre Haute, Ind.

J^ANYILLE JROUTE.

Chicago and Eastern iiois Kail road.

and

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Chicago Milwaukee, .Madison, Green Bay',' \'.- Minneapolis, St. Paul,^

Certar Rapids, Omaha

And appoints in the Norih and Northwest*

THREE TRAINS DAILY

Between Terre Haute and Chicago arriving in time to make close connecUona witb trains on lt roads diverging. ^•Woodruff Palace and .Sleeping Coacliee on all night trains.

Tourists Guides giving a description of lh» various ^unime- Resorts will le furnish«d upon npplicationio R. A. CAMPBELL, Gen'l Agt -7 ttM Maiu st. Terr' Haute, Ind.

WM. HILL, G. P. A. Chicago, 111*.

Dr. BEN TOJILIN'S

Medical & Surgical Institute

Corner of 6tli and Ohio sts., Terre Haute, Ind. for ALL CHRONIC and SPECIAL DISEASES, Male and Female, EDICAI.or SURGICAL. Office hours: 0 to 12 1 to 5 and 7 to 8.

A TRIAL TREATMENT FREE In tho following discuses, viz: OPIUM, morphine ort laudanum HABIT. NERVOUS DISEASES of MEN and WOMEN. FITS or EPELEPSY and SORE, WEAK or DEFICIENT EYES.

The following I will TREAT-NO CURE, NO PAY, with a written guarantee, vlss, CANCERS, TUMORS, and OLD SORES, TAPE WORMS, FISTULA, PILES and ALL DISEASES of the RECTUM, without the KNIFE or CAUSTICS.

I CURE FITS!

When My cars I Co not mun inertly to atop tlitm for tlm# and thou Intra them return M*ID. 1 meitn radical aura. 1 have maila tho dlaaana of FITS, KPI LKP8Y or PALM NO SICKNESS a Ufa Ion* ttmlr. I warrant my remadr to cura the wnrit caaaa. Kaeanaa otbera have failed la no reaaon for not now receiving a core. Sand at onoe for a Ireatlie and a Fire Itnttl* of my Infallible remedy. Giro

KxproM

and PoatOfBca. it ru*ta Juu

noftitaf for a trial, and I will cure yon. Addreaa Da. H. O. Uuor, l»| Pearl St.. New York.

GRATEFUL—COMFORTING.

nRKAKFAST.

"By a thorough knowledge of llio natural laws which govern the operations of digestion and nutrition, and by a careful application of the line properties of wcll-sclccted Cocoa, Mr. Kpps has provided our breakfast tables with a delicately Jtnvored beverage which may wive us many heavy doctors' bills. It Is h.v the judicious use of such articles of diet that a constitution may be gradually built up until stroug enough to resist every tendency to disease. Hundreds of subtle maladies arc floating around us ready to attack wherever there Is a weak point. may escape many a fatal shaft by

We

keeping

ourselves woli 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: JAMKN K1P8 & CO..

Homoeopathic Cliamlnta, t,on)lnn, Kng

direct to

Tine BUYERS' Gt'IOK Is Issued Sept. and 9Iarcht each year. 49* 31!) pages, 8%xll% inches,wltli over 3,000 Illustrations a whole Picture Gallery. OIVBS Wholesale Prices

consumer!

on all goods for

personal or fhmily use. Tells how to order, and gives exact cost of everything yon nse, eat, drink, wear, or have fan with. These INVALUABLE BOOKS contain Information gleaned from the markets of the world. Wa will mall a copy FRKE to any ad* dress vpon receipt of 10 eta. to defray* expense of mailing. Iet ns hear fruia yon. Respectful y, MONTGOMERY WARD A CO. 827 6c see

Wabash Avenue, Chicago, Ilk

PETRDLINE

^XPORDUSED^^

A trial will convince tbe most skeptical that they are tbe best* They are medicated with capsicum and tbe active

:bev are medi 1 principle of petroleum, ul In their action than

1

being far more powerful other plasters. Do not be induced to take other plasters which are Inferior, but be sure and get the genuine "Petroline." which la always endoSM In an envelope with tbe signature of tbe proprietors. The P.W.P. Co.. also above seal. In and gold, on each plaster. Sold by aH at 85 cents each, and our Agent*.

J. J. BA1TR A SON, Terr® Haute, Ind.

Manhood

ELY'S CREAM BALM }ives relief at once and cures COLD In HEAD

1

1 in PNIDTTI CM causing Premature feoay. Jiervn us pebility.Ic*tVf»nbnr*l.Jtc .having TO remedy, has discovered a be will send #HZK to all

I In rain every k: 1e self-care, wbj ..r-eufferers. Address .J. MAHOH. Port Office Bo* nn, Hew York City

PENNYROYAL PILLS

"CHICHESTER'S ENGLISH."^, TIM Original and Only QcasiBt.

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Catarrh

CATARRH

HAT FSVBB Not a Liquid, Snuff or Powder. Km from 1 1 Drags and Offensive Odors.

A particle is plied Into each trll and iaagreeabl Price SO cents Druggists by registered. W Circulars free. BROa,

Owcgo, H. Y.

VA

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