Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 17, Number 27, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 25 December 1886 — Page 4

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A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

CHRISTMAS SHADOWS.

The needles have dropped from her nerveless hands As she watches the dying ember* glow, Forout from the broad old chimney-place

Come ghostly shadows of "long ago"— Shadows that carry her back again To the time of her childhood's artless Joy Shadows that show her a tiny row

Of stochings awaiting the Christmas toy

Shadows that snow her the faces loved Of

many

a half-forgotten friend

And the Chrlstmaa-eve it is passing by While the Past and Present in shadows blend. Alone In the dear o.d homestead now.

With only the shadow* of "Auld Lang Hyne, The clock Is ticking the moments on.

While the tears in her aged eyes still shine.

If only from out of the silentworld— Tlx- world of shadows which mock heCSO— ONK might return to his vacant chair,

To sit with her in the fire-light's1 glow If only—Was that a white, white hand That seemed to beckon her outof the gloom Or was It the ember's last bright flash

That startled the shadows round the room?

The Christmas-eve It has passed at length A glorious day from the night is born The shadows are gone from earth awny.

And the bells are ringing for Christmas

But ahTby the broad old chimney-place The angel of death keeps watch alone. For straight to the

Christ-child's

beckoning

A longing spirit hath gladly flown.

Her Christmas Legacy

A 8TOKY OF THREE CHRISTMAS EVES.

{Florence L. Hnow In Brooklyn Magazine.] The

HUminer

had lingered long into

the autumn among the grassy slopes that surrounded Monganeekee, and autumn seemed very loath to give place to winter, even under the force of heavy frosts. Yet the rich Sienna tints upon the prairies finally faded into pale and sober brown with the coming of December, and near the middle of the month tho llrst light Bnow had fallen the atmosphere grew very cold, the sky was donsely gray, and though sometimes the sun shone fitfully through the sullen cloud-rifts, the white drifts lay in shallow, frozen ridges upon the wide uplands, and the reign of the frost king was well begun.

In oariv summer the deep, quiescent beauty ot the place was something wonderful in its way, and the dead gray quiet, the fathomless silence of the winter, were equally marvelous. As a general thing all the people seemed to speak in sad and subdued voices and to move with intense slowness, such an utter lack of excitement was there here, such a dearth of incentive to action but this year the village had displayed an unwonted degree of activity as the holidays approached, and the little shops had received a surprising accession of holiday goods, which wore carefully arranged in

the

small dingy windows. After a great amount of discussion and mature consideration of ways and means the mombers of the Methodist church had (locided to give tho Sunday school children a rare treat in tho way of a Christmas treo. 80 a young oak, trim and strong, with tho rod and copper leafage still clinging tonaclously to its limbs,

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HUO niut had been sundered from its companions, in a suitable box, and laden with strange burden, i^ readiness for the eve.

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hH(^hHsu*nas

without wroaths and fes

toons of ground pine and holly, and great aromatic branches of cedar and spruce, might seem an anomaly to many but here the church had been tastefully decorated with masses of golden wheat and hoavy-hoaded millet, with mottoes here and thore of the rich, shining oak loavos and homoly overlastinp*, there being but one bit of greenery in all the place. This was a long, graceful spray of arbor vltiv which Anise Brooks had cut from one of the trees in her mothers front yard and fastonod artistically across tho face of the white-painted wooden pulpit, heightening the eflbct by adding half a dozen pea-fowl feathers to her pretty arrangement.

She 1mA worked very hard all that day, and now slipped away in order to rest a little before tho evening's exorcises. After a hasty walk through tho chilly trayness of tho afternoon she reached (HHiie, and going at once to her own room, Hung oft* her wraps, stirred up the smouldering lire in tho grate, and sank into an easv-ohnir before tho unleaping flumes. Sl5o gavo a little sigh of reliof as she leaned far back against the dull red cushion and closed her eyes.

With her slim hands loosely clasped In her lap, and her trimly-shod feet crossed on the fender, an artist would have thought Anise Brooks a fine study for a picture of repose. A plaint form, a little more than medium height,clothed in a full, straight dress of soft, woodbrown cashmere, wit It a band of cardinal velvet at throat and wrists, and a face that, if not strictly beautiful, was still verv line in the clear-cut lino of brow and nose and chin, and the soft decisive curves of the lip and cheek. The hair was that rich brown in which red and golden tinting* lurk, and was brushed in its natural wave straight back from the low white forehead to a careless coil at tho crown of tho shapely head. As vet the picture was without light, but as she opened her eyes and pushed Imek

from the growing heat, it was wonderfully Illuminated they were the gray eves of genius, full and clear and deep, long-lashed and changeful. But node scription of this young, ardent, ambitious woman could ever tit her like the remark of a poor, half-witted boy, who one* said, "She has music in her face." Tho music just now was cast in a minor kev as she looked out of the wide window across the dreary landscape. Thore was no one in the house beside herself, and the intense stillness seemed to press upon her very soul.

light tap sounded at the door, and before she eould miss a small, dark woman put her arms about her and said "Dreaming, dew, and all alone? I c*m In through the kitchen, and finding no one downstairs, supposed you were all up hero, and cam* right along." "Oh, am so glad you came!" Anise exclaimed. "Father and mother have httth none to the city, and will not be back ull seven. 1 believe I'm a little blue as well as tired from my work at the churvh, and

I want to talk." And

she drew hassock near and sat down at her friend's feet, "Well, dearie, talk. What is the matter? It MN»ms to me you ought never to he blue here In your bright, pretty room, with vour pictures and your books, your and vour desk. It Is the prettiest room in all the country round, though for that matter It ••Yew,0 she said, "and I like It. This i« mv home of homos, where I think and dream and work but oh, I-isa, my picture* and writing* waatt of

You are discouraged to-nlfcht, my child. What haa happened?" "Nothing. My fatal stratum of melancholy haa cropped up again, I p**-

same but I want so many things that I may never have—want to do so much for which I shall never gain the opportunity. I ought not to desire anything more than to minister to the closing days

fomight

caged

to-night, and I cannot break through the bars." "You ought to get married, Anise,' said Lisa, who well understood those unspeakable heart-yearnings. "I know it," she replied, so simply that tliey both laughed heartily. "I believe that is just what ails me, Lisa,' she continued. "I have everything ap

Eomeand

arentiy to make me happy. I love my everything about it intensely, and yet I am "like Maggie Tulliver, so filledWith an unreasonable longing for love that I shall never be satisfied for I have given up finding that twin soul in whose existence I have so firmly believed but is it not a pity that I should

through life only half the woman that be if— Well, I have heard of women who lived lofty, lonely lives, and if I cannot reach the heights, I must learn to be content in the lowlands there is plenty of work to do. But think of it! Think of living here forty or fifty years alone! Why, my life will be like the prairie there—a wide expanse of dreary, subdued tints, lying in shaded levels under a low, gray sky. But look!"

And they both gazed sileutly out of the western window, for all at once the heavy clouds upon the horizon had parted beneath the touch of the setting sun. Long crimson beams were flung far up into the leaden sky, and the rich, red light transformed, for a moment, the wintry prairie reaches into plains of shining fceauty, and all the western casements in th^ village gleamed withagold and carmine sheen. Then all was gray and chill again, and they noticed a solitary human figure not far away that seemed to be blent with the gathering shadows. "No life can be so dully tinted, my dear," said Lisa, "but that sometimes it may be made to glow like this with lights that fall from heaven. And who can tell there may be influences at work this very Christmas Eve which will bring your own to you at last. 'There is a clestiny,'you knew." "Oh, spare me that hackneyed quotation cried Anise, in lighter vein. "But listen there's a knock at the kitchen door. I'll go and see who it is, and be back in a minute." "She hurried out, singing a snatch of a Christmas carol as she tripped down the stairs, and a little after called back to Lisa from the lower hall, "O Lisa, come down, I want you!"

Lisa obeyed, and when she reached the roomy kitchen she saw a most abject but picturesque creature sitting by the warm cooking-stove in the full light of the lamp that Anise had hastily lit, while the tender-hearted girl was busy making hot coffee and placing food upon the table. "Well," said Lisa, inquiringly, "another of your 'angels unawares'?" "Yes," replied Anise in a low tone, and he seems different from most tramps don't you think so? I am so interested in him." "The poor man

Bat

with down-bent

head, shivering a little as he leaned toward the grateful fire. His large, muscular form was clothed very inadequately in a pair of tattered overalls and a flannel blouse, with a great wide cape of some thin material whose dark maroon coloring seemed to add a fictitious warmth to the flimsy fabric, while one foot was encased in an old carpet slipper which was strangely mated with a pat-ent-leather shoe. A wide felt hat, with an aigrette of cock's feathers stuck in the band, lay on the floor besido him, and the massive head, with alllia aejeotiott, still had a look of venerable dignity born of his white beard and waving silver hair. The features were of strong German type, and one felt that there was some intense purpose set in the squaro chin and inflexible lips. The brow, too, was full of thought but when he looked up there was a wandering, sorrowful expression in the wide blue eyes that at once enlisted the two girls' hearty sympathy* "Frauleln. gif me sometings to eat, with a smilo, as ne noticed he said,

Anise flitting to and fro. "Ein piece brod, ein little bit meat, und koffle. I valk a fery long ways, und has notings to eat all day. Ach! dat is gut!" he continued, as he drew his chair to the table and took an eager draught of the coffee which Anise placed before him, while his eyes beamed with saiisfaction as he tasted tho solid viands. "You came from Germany, did you not?" asked Anise, kindly. "Nein I am from Oustreali, but I vork so fen yares in Amsterdam." "What did you do?" "I vork in pig ship. Carry sugar und flour on mv pack.

With this introduction, she questioned him with careful sympathy, for she was very fond of gaining bits of

if personal his'

tory but the man" seemed to have no definite destination he only knew that he would go back to the Fatherland some time. He talked readily of the scenes he had passed, of noisy towns and the rolling seas, and mighty ships: of dust and heat, of toil and hunger and cold, of lonelv nights and surging crowds, ripened fields and shady groves but through it all there was no thought of love or home or little children, and Anise, hoping to reach the secret of his wandering life, asked gently: "Haben sie frau und kloine kinder?" knowing that the German words would toucn

He started as if a gunshot had sounded in his ears, rose suddenly, and picking up his hat, the next instant stood with his hand on the door, saying, as he paused to open it: "Thou has Iwen heafenly kind. Ich danke sie!" Then, with a new light in his face, he looked long and earnestly into her eyes, clutched the folds of liis cape across his breast, bowed almost to the ground before her, and without another won! disappeared Into the gathering night. "It is the wandering Jew himself," said Lisa. "I am going to take him over to Robinson's for the night," replied Anise. "It is growing colder, and I can't bear the thought of his staying out and throwing a shawl over her head, she followed the wanderer in her impulsive way, and soon- returned to report that he was safely housed, saying, with an assumed lightness, "I can count one kind deed for my Christmas, anyway.

Then the two friends went out to the children** festival, and the incident was ftMXotten^ in the monotonous events of the new year, through which Anise bravely struggled to reach the heights, and succeeded but in part.

When Christmas Eve came again nothing was more remote from Ansae Brook Is thovights than the scene which our national Capitol presents at holiday time, yet the Weaver who had the web of her life in hand was very busy there in the twilight of that day beating gold and scarlet threads into the weft she deemed so soher-hued.

Whoever loves picturesque variety is always attracted by the profusion of color and the many phases of character in a great market-place, and Godfrey Jones, the rial" one of these WSj£

the rising young physician, was hese. The day nad been beautl-

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TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY E^EKING MAIL

fnl, crisply cool and sunny, and he had chosen to wx!k this afternoon on his professional rounds, and returning, he mingled with the crowd that was hurrying about and through the Center Market as the day approached its close.

He was full of sober thoughts, this fine-looking, strong-limbed young fellow, and the gayety of the scene could not dissipate them: it rather made his melancholy more intense. At thirtythree he was not only a rising man, but a successful one, and having been, from the beginning, perfectly devoted to his profession, he believed that his happiness centred therein. But to-night, with all his Christmas cheer about him, and in view of hundreds of people hurrying homeward burdened with mysterious packages, he faced the fact that he would give everything he possessed—fame, fortune, all—if he might only hasten, like them, to a happy home where some one sweet and loving waited—a wife and little ones, perhaps. "Weil," he said, half aloud, "I'll buy a spray of holly and some mistletoe to hang up in my den, and though no kisses are given beneath it, perhaps it will bring me good luck."

He turned into the green-decked aisles of the Market House, more brilliant than ever now beneath the gaslight, and brushed against sin old acquaintance, who called out gayly. "Hello, Doc where you going?" "Going to buy some Christmas greens for my den," he replied, with a cynical smile. "I feel as lonesome and home* sick to-n:ght as a poor mortal can who never had a home of his own. And what are vou doing here?" "Describing the city's Christmas dress for the 'Post,' to be sure. A poor quilldriver never has a minute's rest. But say, old boy, why don't you get a home? No trouble, I'm sure, for a man like you." "Well, Newsby," he replied, a little sadly, "I have unchanging views about my destiny, and among the many women I have known, my other self has not not appeared and more, I have quite given up finding her. It seems a foolfeh thing to confess, but there is only one woman, and one only for me, and failing her, I shall never know anything of love or home." 'All things come to him who waits,'" quoted his companion, cheerily. "Come and help me select some roses." "With all my heart," he returned and having made this purchase and selected such greenery as Godfrey fancied, the two friends started out together. As they reached the Seventh street crossing the newspaper man gave a long, reflective glance at the gorgeous displays in the shop windows and the gaslit perspective that led to the many-plliared Capitol, which gleamed whitely through the dusk. The avenue was thronged with vehicles and foot passengers, and Newsby remarked: "I don believe I've seen such a Christmas jam for years. Take a good look about maybe you'll see that far-fetched ideal of yours.'' "Bah!" the doctor exclaimed, contemptuously. "But stranger things have

His speech was broken by a strong arm being flung about him, and the next instant he knew that he had been snatched from a confused medley of carriage wheels, restive horses, and excited people, while in the midst of it there lay a venerable old man with blood trickling from his forehead. His professional instincts on the alert, he stepped quickly to the prostrate form, saying, as he waved bacK the crowd, "I am a doctor felt the man's heart, and ordered a bootblack to call a cab for finding that no one knew the stranger, he resolved in gratitude to take him home and bring him back to life. So leaving his card with the policeman who now arrived*ea^the scene, they drove to Fourteenth sweet, the young man holding the poor old wounded head in his arms as tenderly as if the man had been his father.

All that night, after excusing himself from a Christmas party, he watched by the side of his strange patient. His strong Teutonic features possessed an inexplicable interest for his physician and nurse, aside from the inquiry growing out of gratitude. After dressing his wound he had looked carefully through his clothing for some clew to his identity, but no scrap of writing could be found. Yet one thing remained unscrutinized. He wore beneath his clothes a thick leather belt about his waist, but when Godfrey tried to remove it with gentle hands the old man clutched it with relentless fingers, exclaiming: "Nein! nein! Mein Gott im Himmel! Nine!' and then relapsed into unconsciousness again.

The wound had seemed in nowise dangerous to Godfrey, but as the night advanced unfavorable symptoms about tho condition of the heart presented themselves. He hastily sent for a brother physician, the best practitioner in the city/but when he came he declared that nothing could be done, and Godfrey watched on alone, wishing intensely to fathom the mystery of his patient's life. But as the hours passed slowly by, there came no faintest sign of returning consciousness until the breaking of the dawn.

The cold early light was struggling to overcome the night, and {he mellow sound of music floated in from a Catholic church not far away. Tho old man opened his eves with an unearthly gleam in their pale blue depths: he raised up with outstretched arms and said. "Mein Gott im Himmel! Licht, mehrlicht!" The first full beam of the rising sun fell across his face, and the heavy body fell back into Godfrey's arms. The spirit had fled.

Godfrey Jones held his fingers upon the old eyelids with unwonted tears upon his face* saying softly, in the deepest meaning of Christmas Day, "And no man doth more than this, that he giveth his life for another."

Certain legal processes followed, and when the belt was opened before the proper authorities it was found to contain a miscellaneous collection of coins and bank-notes, which amounted to nearly a thousand dollars but more important than this was a small piece of paper, which bore in German script these words* "I do hereby bequeath all the money in this belt to*Anise Brooks, of Kansas, out of love to her." And the short will was properly signed and witnessed.

It happened that Judge Gay, who conducted these proceedings, was an old friend of Godfrey, and yielding to his wish to do anything possible for his preserver's relative® or friends, placed the task of discovering the exact address of the

legatee

in his hands so in a few

days these lines appeared among the personals in the principal Western papers: "If one Anise Brooks, of Kansas will write to Godfrey Jones, M. IX, 1414 Fourteenth street, Washington, D. (1, she will learn something to her advantage."

A few evenings later Anise Brooks sat under the banging lamp in the family sitting-room, with her fair head bent over apiece of embroidery, while her hither was reading bits of news from the day'sSt, Louis "Globe," to the harmonious accompaniment of his wife's knit-ting-needles. "Hello, what is this!" he suddenly exclaimed, and then read aloud: "If one Anise Brooks, of Kansas, will write

to Godfrey Jones, M. D» 1414 Fourteenth street, Washington, D. C., she will learn something to her advantage." Do you suppose it means you, Anise?" "I am certainly 'one Anise Brooks, of Kansas,'" she replied "I can only write and find out if I am the one."

So next day she dispatched a note with some degree of excited curiosity, and its terse sentences called forth an immediate reply from Godfrey Jones, who told the story of the old wanderer, asked what she knew about him, and requested information concerning the witnesses.

Anise wrote in return a concise account of her brief acquaintance with Gottlieb Brenthaus, whom she readily recognized from Godfrey's description as one of her "angels unawares," ana furnished the information that both the witnesses were farmers in the neighborhood, but that these were away from home for an indefinite period and in conclusion she said, "Use every means in your power to discover his own people before any steps are taken to prove the will. In case you find them, I will take his love for my legacy, and they may have the money." "A kiud German woman," thought the young doctor, "who does not need the money. Perhaps an old sweetheart of the dead man, though she speaks of his being a stranger." Following her instructions, he made every effort to discover his relatives but, as far as he could learn, Gottlieb Brenthaus had neither kith nor kin.

It was late in the autumn before he ave up the quest and communicated ..is failure to the heiress, who wrote that the two witnesses were expected to return by the first of December and when Judge Gay told him that it would be best to send out a-man to see to tho mat

ter, Godfrey, in response to some sudden .said: "I'll go myself. I need !, and I'll mensely

Eange,

ulse, said:

and I'll enjoy a run there im !&.' "As you like," his friend replied. Three days afterward Godfrey found himself standing alone 011 the platform of the desolate Mongaweekee station, the train which brought him receding in tho distance, and the village lying lonesomely before him. He looked about with the depression of this out-of-the-world place weighted upon him, and then inquiring of the ageut the way to Mra. Brooks's, he at once set out for the jreat square farm-house which domneered the village.

Winter had come earlier than usual to Mongaweekee this year. All the nearer slopes and wide reaching prairiea were shrouded deep in snow. The wind whistled shrilly about the dilapidated old wind-mill as he passed it on his way, and the naked trees stretched their arms up hopelessly to the heavy, low-hung sky. He saw no human being after he passed the little shops, and only here and there the upcurling smoke from some dull red chimney showed that the weather-beaten houses were inhabited. "Au American copy of the Deserted Village," he thought. "Do people really live here, or do they only exist?"

His question was answered satisfactorily a moment later as he was ushered into Mrs. Brooks's parlor by a trim maid. The room was furnished with a degree of elegant comfort that came upon him as a very delightful surprise in his tired, depressed stk^e, and when the door opened and he saw a tall young woman, fair, refined, and becomingly clad, who gave him her hand and said in a rich, cultivated tone, "I am glad to see you, Dr. Jones I am so anxious to hear everything all over again about my poor old tramp," he thought he must be dreaming, and his irreproachable manner was for once tinged with something like embarrassment, as he replied, "And I am very glad to see you, Mrs. Brooks. I feel that indirectly*1 owe you my life."

V'l am very happy to have aided in preserving the strength of your preserver," ahe returned, with her eyes brimming over with mirth, which broke forth with an apology. "Excuse me but what made you think me Mrs, Brooks?" "Why, why, I do not know," he replied, laughing heartily at his own absurdity "I somehow got it into my head that you were a middle-aged woman, and consequently married. You know you gave me nothing in your letters save your name without a prefix." "And you always addressed me as 'Madam but here is Mrs. Brooks," she said, as her mother entered the room, and shortly after the farmer himself came in, and was so pleased with Godfrey's appearance that he declared there wasn't a decent hotel in the place, and that he must stay there, sent down for his portmanteau, and by supper-time he was thoroughly at home.

Godfrey had expected to stay but two or three days at most, but the return of one of the witnesses was delayed for a week, and then there were various baitings and inconveniences known to the law besider. These things seemed not to trouble the self-chosen executor in the least: for after all of his years of unceasing labor, it seemed as if he had suddenly landed on some sweet summer island, where all of warmth and quiet beauty, of hope fulfilled and realized content, where embodied in the person of Anise Brooks. And as they talked and read together durir the short winter days and cosey evemngs, she began to feel a peace and rest from the old vain longings and useless aspirations that was delightful as intense. So the days by fi that mony that made the music in her face more sweet and rare.

And still to all outward seeming she was but the thoughtful, cultured hostess, and he the polished, entertaining guest, who appreciated to the full her graceful courtesy. He feared it was too soon to speak, and dreaded to break the blesaed enchantment that had fallen upon them, and yet he felt as if they had been together always thus but at length his business mission was ended, and there was no excuse for a longer stay. And with this decision came Christmas Eve once more. ,,

The night had shut down, cold and clear, brilliant with stars and full of the subdued sparkle of a myraid of frost crystals on shrub and tree and bending weed, and Anise sat before the open fire in the parlor, busy with some tr must be finished before the morrow,

that

when Godfrey came in from a brisk walk, his handsome face all aglow with the joy of being with her. "All alone?" he asked, as he leaned against the mantel and looked down into her eyes. "Yea," she said "alone, yet not alone, for I have been thinking of Gottlieb Brenthaus.' "I too have been thinking of him tonight. A year ago he gave his life for me, and now I-give his wealth to you. He placed a small package in her hand, and then continued. "But I owe him much more than my life—my knowledge of vou.' "Surely that is bat little,"1 she said, with downcast eye*. "Tell me, how shall I use this strange bequest? I can never use it for myself." "Miss Brooks, he asked, irrelevantly, and with a new note in his voice, "do von believe in destiny?" "Not in the heathen sense. I beneve rather in the Christian doctrine of foreordination. Why?" And ahe raised

h"B»ai»e["f«id he^w^th^rfeep intensity —1"and I might have told you this at

first—I believe that you and I have been destined, or foreordained, if you will, from our creation to be united. During all my manhood I have dreamed of you and worked and waited for you and you only, and now that we have met at last, shall I not claim my own? You know I love you I think I have known and loved you always."

He had imprisoned both her hands in his, and as he watched the color deepen in her cheeks, and noted how the light in her eyes gleamed with love and joy beneath his words, he waited for no spoken answer, but clasped her in his arms and pressed upon her lips the first long, sweet, lover Kiss.

And the old bell in tho little churchsteeple rang out upon the frosty air in tones, for them, of sweetest melody, and the blessed morrow brought the'peace and good-will of tho Christ-Child to all the world. -fti

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was afflicted with rheumatism twenty years. Previous to 18831 found no relief, but grew worse, and at one time was almost helpless. Hood's Sarsaparilla did me more good than all the other medicine I ever had.** H. T. BAXiCOK,Shirley Village, Mass. "I had rheumatism three years, and got no relief till I took Hood's Sarsaparilla. It has done great things for me. I recommend it to others." LEWIS BURBANK,Blddeford, Me.

Hood's Sarsaparilla is characterized by three peculiarities: 1st, the combination of remedial agents 2d, the proportion 3d, the process of securing the active medicinal .qualities. The result is a medicine of unusual strength, effecting cures hitherto unknown. Send for book containing additional evidence.

Hood's Sarsaparilla tones up my system, purifies my blooa, sharpens my appetite, and seems to make me over." J. P. THOMPSON, .Register of Deeds, Lowell, Mass.

Hood's Sarsaparilla beats all others, and Is worth its weight in gold." I. BAKfUNGZON, 130 Bank Street, New xork City.

Hood's Sarsaparilla

Sold by all druggists. $1 six for $5. Made only by 0.1. HOOD & CO., Lowell, Mass.

IOO Doses One Dollar.

VANSVILLE ROUTE.

Short and Direct Line

From Terre Haute toN'^iT-

Nashville, New Orleans, Hnvnnnah,

Montgomery, Charleston, Jacksonville.

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

For information and tickets call 011 It. A. CAMPBELL, General Agent, Terre Haute, Ind.

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And appoints In tbe North »IHI Northwest. 1 THREE TltAlNS I LY Between Terre Hauie a ml 'iho^h Mrrlvint in time to make close connections with trains on »1 roads dlverg'na. *r Woodruff Palace and (Sleeping Coaehea on all night trains.

Tourists Guides giving a description of the various Mumme' Resorts will be furnished upon application to R. A. CAMPBELL, Gen'l Ag't. 624 Main at. Terre Haute, Ind.

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HOLID TRAINH are run through without change between Ht. IJOIIIS, Terre Haute and Cincinnati via Vandalla Lino and IIIu 4.

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tive point for the distribution of Hoiithern and Eastern Trafllc. The fact that It connects In the Central Union Depot, In Cincinnati, with the trains of the C. W. & B. K. K., [B. A O.J N. Y. P. & O. R. 11., [Erie,] and the C. C. C. A I. U'y, [Bee Line] for the Kust, ns well as with the trains of the C. N. O. T. 1*. It'y, [Cincinnati Hoiithern,] for the Houth, Southeast and Southwest, gives It an advantage over all its competitors, for no route from Chicago, Lafayette or Indlannpolls can make these connections without compelling passengers to submit to a long and disagreeable Omnlqus transfer for both passengers and

Dlst. Pass. Agt. Gen. I'ass. A Tkt. Agt. 10 Meridian at. Ind'pis. Cincinnati, O.

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Medical & Snrgical Institute

Corner of 6th and Ohio sts., Terre Haute. Ind. for ALL CHRONIC and HPECJAL DISEASES, Male and Female, MEDICALor SURGICAL. Office hours: to 12 1 to 5 and 7 to 8.

ATRIAL TREATMENT FREE in the following diseases, viz: OPIUM, morphine or laudanum HABIT, NERVOUS DISEASES of MEN and WOMEN, FITS or EPELEP8Y an* SORE, WEAK or DEFICIENT EYES.

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

Tickets and Baggage Checks to all

Principal Points can be obtained at any Ticket office, C. I. Ht. L. A C. Ry, also via this line at all Coupon Ticket Offices throughout the country. J. H, MARTIN, JOHNEOAJf,

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