Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 18, Number 13, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 17 September 1887 — Page 2

THE MAIM

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE!

[COPVRIGHTKD.]

Roger Laroque.

Adapted nnd Translated from the French of Jnlcs Mary.

BY OLIVE HARPER.

[Iief/un in The Mail Aug. 27.]

CHAPTER VII.

The case dragged on for several (lays, and nothing of importance intervened. To all the •questions Roger answered: "J am innocent, but I

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not defend my­

self. They can do as they please with me." He delivered himself up to the fatality which seemed to have taken possession of bim. If liici" lmd been the toast doubt in tbo mind of the justices or lact of connecting links in tb cuiim of evidence, Iioger might have been saved, but unhappily everything seemed to point to his guilt, nnd all these things formed in the mind of M. Do Lignerolles an tr:.-,linkable proof. After this first csnnvination the caise was sent up to the court of a Mr-s of Seine-et-Oisc, then in session at

Versailles. Henrietta learned this through the papers. Shu went out 110 more and seemed buried in a strange torpor, mental and physical. She nover pronounced a word and oven seemed tc forget llie existence of her little girl, and sat hours without moving or appearing to see. She ate nlrnost nothing and did not attempt to go to bed tit all, and if sho did

Bleep

it was

sitting in her chair. Her little girl watched over her as if she ivas the inoLiier and Henrietta the child, and she doubtk'fcu would have starved had it not been for the child.

Ilenriotto had an uncle who lived at some thirty or forty miles from there, and hearing of his niece'* trouble, ho and his good old •wife left their home and foundry ami hastened to her, and the childless old couple did everything they could possibly imagine to lighten her sad load.

One morning Henrintto was gone. There •was no trace of her to bo discovered and tbo most diligent search revealed nothing, until one day, some six or seven days after her dis appearance, a policeman found on the bank of the river a tiny slipper which was recognized as hers.

Then they draggod the river and searched for miles along its banks, but they never fouu ltho body of poor Ilenriotto, and the unula and aunt remained in tho house to keep charge of it until Roger's trial was ended. Little Suzanne sat, listless and pale in her chair day after day, rousing but seldom, though she never mentioned tho absence of her father nor the dreadful ordeal through which she lmd passed.

Mine. Do Noirville had dreamed of ven•geanee. She was now uvengetl moro completely than she had wished. She had threatened Roger with its weight. "Revenge me, but revenge mo well!" she had cried to

Luversan their compact was concluded. A few days after this Luversan, and only two hours after tho mudor of LaroueMrf, appeared at a ball whero Julia was. 146 was some^vly|t palel bu^cogLttfiAit^r^^f

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"Tho 100,000 francs which wlT Laroque. To-morrow morning Mi" must have

these in his possession without iYiult or failure. "I thought he was in very str iitoned circumstances?" "Ho is." "Then this is safety. Is that way vengeance?" "Through that he is lost" "I will do it, though I do not understand It

Sho took the notes and hid them while Lu vorsan showed himself a few moments among the guests. Tho next morning she drovo to Laroquo and left him tho package of money, with what results we know.

It was two or threo days later before Lucien heard of Roger's arrest, under the accusation of robbery and murder. "That is tho wildest folly," said ho, and •without losing time he went direct to M. Lionard, and he gave Lucien full information of tho case as far as it had gone, who was un sparing in his denunciation of those who had conspired to accuse Roger of so horrible crime.

Returning full of rage and indignation, he wos tho first to tell Julia. She grow pale, but listened without saying a word. Now ashe understood. Luversan had killed Larouetto and Roger was to bear the blame. ®ho exulted over her vengeance. Roger was lost if sho did not speak. Sho was not touched by the sublime devotion of Laroque,* who preferred a condemnation and almost certain death to dishonoring Lucien by revealing the truth. Her hatred was not yet appeased. &ho had pleaded so much without having been hoard, had shed so many bitter tears, that now sho wished that her tears might be as nothing beside those of Roger.

Tho night she board of this sho went to a secret drawer in her bureau and taking therefrom a photograph of Roger, she looked at it with burning eyes, and then with a half ravage R*turo she seixed a small poignard

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and pierced the photograph through the 1n«rt Then on the bock of it she wrote the lat» of the murdei—"the 28th of July, 1RT3P —and a little lower the date of the arrest—

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of July, 1872"—leaving the place

for the date of the sentence. l, A few days latsr Laden said to his «ifn *1 do not plead fa court, but I shall be Iteard oooe mora." i. Vaguely uneasy Julia said:

"What cause are yon about to undertaker "Don't you know? Do you suppose that I am going to leave Roger without defense, in the hands of tho president and jury at the court of assizes? I shall defend him and him from their hands—that is, if my strength holds out Perhaps this is the only time they will ever see a poor, mutilated body carried into a court room to defend a brother in arms."

She shuddered in spite of herself. Her husband defending her victim! She had not thought of that. And he might savo him. What then would become of her vengeance! "When you know the evidence against him, perhaps you will not feci so sure of yourself.

Lucien smiled: "He is no more guilty than I am. There are certainly some singular things, for instance, the money which was. marked, etc., but Roger avers it was in payment of a loan, but ho refuses to name the person. What he will not tell the justice he will tell me. My opinion is that there is a woman in this affair, somewhere. When 1 shall have learned his secret I shall know how to defend him, and his secret I must have."

Her throat tightened, and sho clasped her hands together mechanically and felt that she must faint The next day Lucien, on bis crutchcs, went painfully up the long staircase at the court of Versailles.

Roger, after the examination already explained, had remained in a condition of complete prostration. He had hoped until the last minute, for he said to himself: "They do noi condemn innocent men, and one day they will discover the assassin." But the days passed, and every one brought against him some new proof of guilt, and, most poignant grief of all, his wife and child were lost to him, for it was only too evident to him that they believed him guilty.

Ho lay stretched on his bed, not asleep, but worn and weary, when a jailer came and called him rudely and opened the door to let Lucien corao in, and, overpowered with emotion, he almost fell, and Roger received tbo poor maimed man in his arms. "Ah, Lucien, then you believe me innocent?" "Of course I do. I know you are and hope to prove it Did you think for a moment I was going to let another lawyer undertake your easel What is the matter? You do not look pleased. What makes you look at me with that wild air?"

Roger drew back, ashamed, overwhelmed at the thought that this noble man had come forward, and believed him when no one else would, and offered to defend him, whom more than any one else in the world Roger had wronged. It was too much. Roger wept bitterly.

Lucien said, laughingly, "Have done with such childishness, my brother in arms and heart. I know that it is very annoying, and that it causes you profound grief

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but sinco you are innocent and I am hereto defend you, it will soon be over." "I wept, Lucien, because I cannot accept your help, and because, your devotion touches me so." "How ridiculously you talk, Roger! But I am here to serve you, and not to hear compliments. Now tell me why don't you want me for lawyer?" "I cannot," said the poor man, and thmk ing again of suicide, what to do, what way out of this new phase of his sufferings, At last he decided. "Lucien, do you know the proofs they have against me? You must have seen that they are extremely grave. Don't deceive yourself, Lncien they will condemn me they cannot do otherwise, and you will fail. I shall not retaiu a lawyer. They can give me one or not, as they choose." "That is one of your reasons?"

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what to say. There was but one thing clear in his mind, and that'was that he could not permit Lucien to dofend him. The lawyer took ono of the prisoner's hands in his own. He read that there were combats in that suffering soul, but could not divine the cause. "You do not understand me, then, Lucien. I am obliged at last to avow the truth. I did kill Larouettel" "Are you crazy?" Vlt is the truth, and I do not wish you to defend me, Lucien, for I do not wish to be savedJSftud I am not worthy of your defense." "So yRT atfmifcvttat you are the assassin? And all these reprbaches, these tears and groans, these denials ^jefore the judge?" "Comedy 1 To mak^hem believe me innocent 1" "Well, then, you authorise utflJotellM. De Lignerolles, so that when^he casoT3Si£?j7M wo can plead guilty and tllrow ourselves on tho mercy of the court If that it?""

Roger made a sign of aslant "Now, Roger, you know very well that don't believo ono word o( that"

This was too much for Roger, this proof of grand affection, and he gave up utterly all attempt at subterfuge. But this strange obstinacy had given birth to an undefined suspicion in tho mind of Lucien more an uneasiness than a suspicion, but like the unreaaoaable fear of a coming trouble. Later that scene came into his mind. "Now, since you have done with childishness, I wish you to answer my questions. All that you have said to the three magistrates is true, is it not? You have omitted nothing, added nothing?" "Nothing, I assure you."

Lncien then questioned him minutely upon the whole affair from beginning to end, and he noted down such few facts as be thought might help him. After all that had been written he said: "Now, the next question is, from whom did you receive those notes? This you must tell me." "Do not insist, Lucien. That I cannot tell you." "Why?" "Honor forbids."

Roger's head drooped. Lncien kept sOence a moment, but be watched Roger closely, and then with a nervous laugh exclaimed "I will bet you that I know."

Roger shuddered. "Lucien your gayety hurts me." "Divide your secret with me and I win weep with you, if you wish. Only last night I was talking with Julia and I told her I was sore there was a woman in this."

My God! My God!" nrarmered Roger, a prey to the most inexpressible gloom. A married woman, doubtless," Lucien, continuing his torturing questions. I am disappointed in you, Roger, but must pardon. But tell me who die is and I will go to her secretly and find out what sho knows of whence the money came.9 "Have mercy, Lucien." "Roger, I most think not only of you, but of Henrietta and Susanna. So, it being a married woman, you fear thr husband's anger will fall on her and the dishonor for all parties. It is always so, sooner or later, in these matter*. Were you a friend to this woman's husbandf

Roger thoogtt a moment, and ranentbortog that at that time Laden was scarcely known to him. be said

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all Laden could say or do, Roger would not divulge the name. •You are very wrong. I know you are innocent, and I fear the worst if yon perafct Come, I will leave you to reflect, and in the meantime 1 will go about your vindication.

mqd I shall we yon before the day of trial"

I CHAPTER VOL

TERRS HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MACT.

Lucien went away after mora consolatory words, but the noise his cratches and wooden legs made ob the marble hall outside sefemed just so many blows struck on Roger's heart

Tho eext day but one Lucien went to the Ville d'Avray," and took a carriage from the station to Roger's house. There he found everything in confusion and trouble, for Henrietta had disappeared, and there were none who did not believe her dead. "This is awful," said Lucien, when he had beard all there was to tell.

Suzaune seemed to bo on the verge of a violent fever, and tho doctor was there trying to avoid such an event, for Suzanne was so delicate that there were little hopes that she could live through any illness.

Lucien had hoped to discover something that might help to clear away the shadows now gathering so darkly around Roger. But he was too late. Before he left, tho old Uncle Beraardit 6aid to him: "You are Roger's lawyer, aro you not?" "His lawyer and bis friend." "What do you think of this sad affairV "LI which capacity do you want my opinion •"Both." Vi "Well, theft", as friend, I am sure Roger is the innocent victim of some fatality. As lawyer, I am convinced that he will be con-

"To-morrow. Must I then tell him of this new affliction?" "Yes, and tell him that whatever happens, we, my wife and I, will be to his little daughter true and tender parents, and that we will take her to our home, where she may forget, in time, all this sad trouble. We shall stay here as long as there is a hope that poor Henriette's body may be found, and then we will go home. I will take charge of Roger's factory, and manage it for him until this i3 all settled and if the worst should come the proceeds will be for Suzanne. Tell him he will find me at Rue Saint Maur or at my home, as long as I live." "You are a good and noble man, M. Bernardit," said Lucien. "And you, also, M. De Noirville. God bless you!"

Lucien went on to Versailles, and said to Roger: "Friend, prepare yourself to hear a new trouble." "My child is dead!" cried Roger, with husky voice, "No, but it is feared, and with, alas! only too much reason, that poor Henrietta has thown herself into the river in a fit of mental aberration."

Roger's knees bent under him, and he sank to the floor. But he had not strength enough left to weep. At last he lifted his haggard face. "It is better BO, better so. Oh, my poor Henriette, my poor broken lilyl"

Lucien visited Roger several times before the day of trial. He wished to overcome that strange obstinacy, but in spite of every argument and prayer that he should tell him under the veil of secrecy, he could get no word on that subject from Roger. "Let my destiny be accomplished

The day of the' trial came, and Roger learned that they were going to bring Suzanne agaiu to testify. This was the last drop in his already brimming cup, and he sat indifferent and apparently the least interested of all there present as the mass of testimony was given

Lucien entered the court room painfully, sustained by a brother lawyer, and he went direct to Roger and embraced him with warmth and genuine affection. The spectacle went straight to the hearts q&a£hfcer

the accused there was a murmur

of disapprobation, and one woman—perhaps a mother—cried aloud: "This is not right 'Thou shalt not seethe a kid in its mother's milk.' You have no right to make this child condemn her father." "Silence in court!" cried the judge, ''or 1 shall clear the hall."

The "president of the tribunal," or chief magistrate of the court of assizes, ordered that the child be brought to him "My child," said he, "do you know that man?" ,, "Yes, it is my father." "Do you love him?" "Yes." "Where is your mother!"* "She is dead." "What caused her to dief "I do not know." **^Tiy&*WK.ftrom your balcony a man go into Larouette's houseTSiId'kill him. Was it your father?"

The child made a negative sign. "Your mother saw him, too—your poor, dead mother. You loved her, did you not?" "Ob, yes, sir." "Then try to remember, for her sake, what or who you saw that night" "I did not see anything."

The president then addressed Roger: 1 "The silence of this child accuses you-" "Alas, sir," said Roger, "I begged her to speak, but she would not" "What she saw must be more terrible to say than what she leaves us to believe by her silence." "Did your mother tell you to deny having seen anything "No, sir, she did not" "Did you seo your father or not, child? Remember, it is his life that is trembling on your lips. "I have told you all, so many, many times that I saw nothing, nothing at alL Please do not try to make me tell a lie."

Here the unhappy little creature burst into tears. "Why do yoa cry, my child!" asked the president "Because my papa is crying."

Here ono of the jury arose. He could bear this scene no longer. "I think, your honor, we have heard all that is necessary."

Many persons were in tears, and the president himself was very willing that the little martyr be spared further suffering, and she was carried oat by an (Acer and given to the tender care of the tmcle and aunt who awaited her.

Then they questioned Roger, and he answered all the questions in detail, reflating what be had told them before, but was so exhausted when all was daw that he could not bold himself straight in his chair, but he not given the name of his mysterious debtor.

When Laden rose, smrtstnnd by his crutches, and bis poor maimed limbs ending with wooden stomps, there was a murmur of pity all through the ball, and several members of the jury could scarcely restrain their tears. He opened his plea slowly, in a low voice at first, but which warmed into eloquence as he want over step by step Rogarti past life and history, told of his courage and devotion to his country, his family, his friend, and then tried to abow that such a wi» could not have become a murderer even to save his bosinoss from ruin. He made them feel that man so honorable as Roger most bold another's secret sate at the risk and aecrificeof his own life, and that the secret of the person who gave Ma this money was aacxed sTen be baptind in bkod. He had spoken an boar and was now abost to attack the evidence and try to prove that this was a erf mistakes identity, and that probably Henrietta and Bamam had

omthey imagined from a resemblance to to be him, and that it was an easy iter to be mistaken, under such'circumces and in the excitement, what one of officers of the court handed him a small* marked "Important read at once." Even while continuing his speech Lucien the note and the envelope fell ruled to the floor. Still speaking he opened oUtjtoe sheet which bore but a few lines in an unknown handwriting, and then he took up a glass of water and read as he drank. At first he did not understand it This was what it contained: "You undertake tho defense of Roger Laroque. You speak of his honor in keeping silence about the money and who paid him. Go homofcnd ask your wife, or, better still, ask her lover, whose life you are trying to save."

This letter was from Luversan, who feared that Roger might escape. Now, as by. a lightning's flash. Lucien saw all, knew all. All that had been inexplicable before was explained. And the light came so suddenly that he fell backward to a seat and remained there for a moment as if dead. When he arose again, with tho help of tho gendarmes, ho looked like a corpse, only that be moved.

He turned to Roger, and murmured but two words: "Infamous man 1"

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"Lucien?" said Roger. l-T.

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"Look me, Julia's husband, your friend, in the face!" For answer, Roger hid his eyes in both his hands and bowed his head in silence. Lucien was answered.

Lucien thought His eloquent plea for Roger had ceased, but he dimly felt that he must proceed. He must continuo. He was here to save Roger from the accusation of the crime he did not commit, not to condemn him for the one he had. At least he could do his duty, but he felt something give way in his brain. He rose to, the occasion and his duty, and began again his interrupted address, though his voice was hoarse and faint "Repose yourself a little, said the presu dent 1

But Lucien shook his head. Ho now iriic all, and Roger's innocence of this crime commanded his best efforts. The rest could come afterward.

He spoke, and his voice and heart grew strong together, and that vast audience hung breathless upon his words, and into them he put so much of his own despair that) every heart melted. Roger heard nothing of all this. Those two awful words resounded like thunderous reverberations through his brain, deadening every other sound.

But suddenly that tide of impassioned words was checked and then resumed feebly: "I charge you, men of the jury, to remember that Roger Laroque is innocent I know it I swear it, but I cannot divulge his secret"

And with the last word Lucien fell into the arms of those nearest him, and when the doctor reached him he said: "He is dead he has ruptured a blood vessel in his brain."

Roger tried to reach bim, but ho was held firmly in his seat, and when they told him Lucien was dead he burst into an agony of sobs, which he vainly tried to stifle. He alone knew what had been Lucien's death blow, and he felt himself condemned of God and man. Already two deaths upon his con science, Henrietta's and Lucien's. He wished to die that he might expiate bis sin.

When the president asked him if he had anything to add, he said, in a sonorous voice "I am guilty. Condemn me."

But his measure of sufferings was not yet fulL And when the jury, after a short consultation, returned, they gave in their verdict "Guilty, but with extenuating circumdemned to the galleys for life. Thus he must expiate his wrong, and he was led away, his head bowed, and his face that of an old broken down man. [TO BE CONTINUED.]

Biagglng Up the Resort.

"Is this lake that your company advertises so extensively a pretty nice summer resort!" inquired a passenger of the conductor. "Yes very good sort of place. The hotel is a wooden structure four stories high, with wide verandas and SOU rooms. Guess you could get in there by writiug to-day for rooms. Big rush." "Any fire escapes on the hotel?" "No they don't need any. The landlord proposed to put some up, but the guests told him that it wasn't necessary. You see, after you've boarded there a few weeks, paid your bills, tipped the waiters in ordor to get something to eat, fought the mosquitoes by day and bed bugs by night, had your weight reduced 50 per cent by the heat, and seen your daughter fail in love with a red headed dry goods clerk, you won't care whether you live or die, and fire escapes would be useless. Here's a telegraph blank if you want to order some rooms." -CS*' I'J'S

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"XI ma a Ice from Trinidad. «-i' A large quantity of lime juice comes from Trinidad. A tree 3'ields on an average about ten gallons of juice. The limes are allowed to drop off and then passed through the cutter, which rips them open, and next through rollers and a press to separate them. The juke is then exported either as it is or condensed by boiling. A barrel of Umes yields seven gallons of juice. The cost of producing lime juice, including packages, should not exceed six pence a gallon. The essential oil of limes is extracted from the rind before crushing by grating on rasps with the bands. Tb« oil thus extracted is called band made oiL

A

hundred gallons of juice will yield by distillation about three quarts of the tmnntlil oiL —Chicago Tiom

American Medical Students Abroad. There are comparately few American students of medicine now in Paris. Those who come are usually physicians bearing the diploma of some American medical college, who attend the lectures and visit the hospitals for possibly a season, and then go to Vienna or Berlin, or to both cities, taking them in succession. As students wiwl graduated physicians there are in all several thousand Americans every year at the famous institutes of Germany and Austria. I do not know why it is that the tide of doctors is setting away from this city, while the number of students in art and in medicine augments rapidly each year. The opportunities for studying medicine are certainly ample. Lectures are free and the hospital* are open to the students erf every nation.—Paris Cor. Son Francisco Chronicle.

Take Ayer's Pills and be cored, Misery is a mild word to describe the suffer body and mind, caused by habitual constipation. A moderate use of Ayer'a Pills will invariably regulate the bowels.

Muah flavored with cinnamon la anew ridiculasily.

age antrfed innovation in cases of doubtful improvement. For a quarter of a century Dr. Sage** Catarrh Remedy has been before the public and paaed through the msviX at teat and is pronounced the moat reliable remedy for that disagreeable maladr. Thousands of testimonials of its virtues. 60 cents per bottle. By druggists.

ON A MEXICAN STREET.

STRANGE PHASES OF LIFE NOTED BY AN OBSERVER.

Itinerant Vendeis of Curious Articles. Lottery Ticket Sellers—Water Carriers.

Dirty Street Beggars—Birds for Sale. Bulky Loads—"Bonnyclabber."

The lottery ticket sellers in Mexico are a strong guild, for the business is a proitable one. The lotteries are conducted by the government and the ticket venders are paid a liberal percentage of their sales. Men, women and children recruit the ranks they are found everywhere. They have no distinctive features save the great budget of flimsy, translucent tickets, which they try to force upon the passer by, and their scissors for snipping off coupons. Several prominent journals of the United States have lately printed the remarkable statement that "all the newsboys of Mexico are women, who never cry their papers but silently hold them toward the passer." Tho chronicler of that error had in mind these sellers of lottery tickets, the large printed sheets of which do somewhat resemble newspapers. It is safe to "gamble on" the proposition that there is not a woman peddling newspapers in Mexico. The newsboys are men and lads who cry their papers and a suggestion of their contents with true professional yells. They urge their wares pertinaciously, thrusting them through the windows of coaches and tram cars, and invading the latter if they can olude the conductor's vigilance. fj^- ,THB WATER CARRIERS.

The aguadores or public water carriers are picturesque and characteristic sights. They wear a species of leather harness, breastplate, backshield and apron, and a flat cap usually of straw served with leather. On th« back, suspended by abroad leather crossing the forehead'rests an earthen jar with three handles, odd in shape, called a chochocol, and from another strap farther back on the head depends the jarra, another earthenware vessel shaped like a pitcher. In these utensils is carried from the public fountains water for domestic use in such houses as have no piped water supply. It is noticeable that these men all have flattened heads, as may well be, when Jsheir craniums are subjected to almost constant pressur# and the weight of some ten gallons of water.

The street beggars are sights to be beholdvilely dirty and ragged for the most part, they swarm in the streets and against the doors of restaurants and other public resorts, in defiance of the municipal efforts at their repression. But the effect is to callous the sensibilities, instead of inspiring pity. Many of the ailments are artificial and the exhibitors in comfortable circumstances. No end of lazy or vicious people trump up a story on the spur of the moment to extract shekels from the stranger. The real misery of the country is not amidst the professional mendicants nor these semi-genteel beggars who come whining with a story, interlarded with ceremonious apologies and high flown compliments, of a sick and needy grandfather, or a son, the sole support of a large and interesting family, unjustly thrown into prison, where he must languish for the lack of a very small sum indeed, which perhaps the senor, whom the saints requite, will be good enough to lend.

BIRDS LOADED WITH SHOT.

Every here and there may be seen a man standing on the curbstone holding out his finger, on which perches a dainty bird, with never an attempt to spread its wings and fly

the little creature drugged? No, it is too alert and bright of gaze for that What, then, is the secret of its tameness? It is in like condition to the Jumping Frog of Calaveras, the vender having taken the precaution to fill up its gullet with shot before sallying forth to find an unposted purchaser. It is unsafe to buy birds sold in the City of Mexico, except with the precaution of keeping them several days on trial, lest they die shortly, and after a bargain is concluded after such a test they should never be trusted in the hands of the seller, who will administer a dose which will kill them after a certain period, to leave a vacancy for fresh sales. Here is a tinware peddler, clad in white cotton raiment. He stalks along, surrounded by a toppling pile of funnels, cans, huge barred cages for parrots, and a variety of other matters, whose use is hard to divine. Then the wovenware man, who carries great loads of matting woven from the tule reed, odd, fanlike fire blowers and the beautiful, cylin drical baskets, woven in brilliant hues and geometrical design that come from Nuevo Leon. These are in all sizes, from about as big as a beer bottle cork up to eight or ten inches in diameter. They are very com pressible and make desirable catchalls, photograph holders, work baskets, etc., selling from six to eighteen cents each.

BULKY LOADS.

Another fellow is carrying a load of bulk enough to fill a cart Its weight is lightstools, baskets and lay figures for dressmakers —all fashioned out of cane. Here is one carrying, fastened together in a double row more than twice his own length, twenty-eight of the large chairs set out for him on the Zocalo and the Alameda at the fashionable hours of promenade there. Twenty-eight chairs I It is a marvel how they can be arranged to bold together and balance. Close behind this man comes another strapping fellow, across his shoulder resting along pole, to which is firmly lashed a row of small earthen jngb. "Jo-co-o-o-que~e-e-el" is his cry. And what might that be? Curds, if you please— or, rather, what was known down south as "bonnyclabber." Here is a perambulating hennery suspended by a broad leather band passing across the bearer's head, there rests on his back a big crate of cane, in the upper compartment of which axe dozens of fresh eggs, and below a large and enthusiastic assortment of chickens, duly provided with their commissary department, and setting up boisterous opposition to the loud calls of their carrier. Perhaps it indicates a want of courtesy to name in wuch close juxtaposition to these creatures of the oi polloi a being who is, in appearance at least, of the genns swell but the exigencies of space must justify in this instance a case of cruelty to animals,—City of Mexico Cor. San Francisco Chronicle.

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Hajr Fever.

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THE POOR OF ITALY

What a

Traveler Saw in Naples—Marvelous Economy Practiced. At Naples our traveler, in his workman's blouse and armed with a little knowledge of the Italian tongue, fraternized with the first set of workmen he found and accepted a man's invitation to sleep at his house. The place proved to be a dark, damp single room on the ground floor. Naples has lofty houses that darken the narrow streets, and rents arehigher the higher you climb, story above story, to the sunshine. This man couldnt afford to take any but a room on the lower floor. Here all the family lived—man and wife and several children, one a young woman of 16 or 18 but it made 110 difference—there,' or anywhero else on the European continent —all undressed and' went to bed as unconcernedly as if each were in a separate room. The beds, rolled up in the daytime, were unrolled at night and filled the room. For dinner they had a jolly meal, re-enforced by two pounds extra of macaroni bought for the occasion by the stranger.

What most strikes a stranger is tho crowded condition of the masses. A whole family, consisting of parents and sometimes five to ten children, live in one room. 1

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marvelous degree of economy is prao-i ticed even in the smallest details. ColTeel grounds from the wealthy man's kitchen are dried and resold to the poor. In a similar' way oil is twice and sometimes three times used, the drippings after each successive fry-1 ing being gathered from the pan and sold to 1 the poor. Old shoes, hats, clothes, candle! ends, dried coffee grounds, "second hand" oil* and 100 other articles are spread out upon the broad stones of the piaeza (or square) of a town—and it is here to a great extent that the Italian workman procures his supplies.

A laborer's suit, consisting of breeches, jacket, vest, shirt, socks, necktie and shoes, costs anywhere from $4.45 up. His food is as simple as his clothing and his habitation. In tho morning a great leaf of black bread is passed around each member of tho familygouges out a piece of tho inside, until finally only a hard crust is left At noon the crust is eaten, softened by a little wine. A platen of macaroni, costing two or three cents, finishes the bill of fare. At night more macaroni, then the beds or pallets are spread and tho family goes to sleep, to get up and go through the same routine on tho morrow. —"A Tramp Trip in Europe."

Six Largest Cities.

The six largest cities in the world are: London with a population of 4,764,812 Paris^' 2,269,023 Canton (China), 1,500,000 New York, 1,445).001'. Aitchi (Japan), 1,322,050 Berlin, 1,122,830

"Straws Afloat."

*1baudy Young Man (in restaurant)—Ah, waiter, a dish of strawberries" and cream. Waiter (turning to fruit counter)—Ono diahff of straws afloat—Chicago Herald.

IT WON'T BAKE BREAD.—In other words, Hood's Saraaparllla will not do impossibilities. Its proprietors tell plainly what It has done, submits proofs from sources of unquestioned reliability, and ask you frankly ir you

are

suffering from any disease or affec­

tion caused or promoted by impure blood or low state of the system, to try Hood's Harsaparilla. The experience of others is sufficient assurance that you will not be disappointed in the result.

Vitiated Blood 1 Scrofulous, Inherited and Oontagious Humors cured by ura.

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rpHROUGH the medium of one of vc JL books received through Mr. Frank T.

received through Mr. Franit T.

Wray, Druggist, Appollo, Pa., I became acquainted with your Cuticura Remedies, and take this opportunity to testifly to you that their use has permanently cured me of one of the worst cases of blood poisoning, lu connection with erysipelas, that I have seen, and this after having been pronounced In- I curable by some of the best physlcans in our country. I take groat pleasure in forwarding to youihls testimonial, unsolicited us It Is by yoa in order that others suffering from similar maladies may be encotir- 3 aged to give

ypu^ticura

Remedies a trial.

One Of the Worst Oases.

Wo have been selling your Cuticura Rome-* dies for years, and have tho first complaint/ yet to receive from a purchaser. One of the^ worst cases of Scrofula I ever saw was cured, by the use of five bottles of Cuticura Resort vent, Cuticura, and Cuticura Soap. The Soantakes the "cake" here as a medicinal soaD. TAYIX)R 4 TAYLOR, Drug'ts, Frankfort, Kas

Scrofalous, Inherited.

And contagious Humors, with Loss of Hair, and Eruption of the Skin, are positively cureiM by Cuticura and Cuticura Soap externally, and Cuticura Resolvent internally, when all? other medicines fail. Send for pbamplet.

Druggist* Use Them.

We'have obtained satisfactory results fror ,, the use of the Cuticura Remedies in our ow**1 family, and recommend them beyond an ye other remedies for diseases of the skin andh blood. The demand for them grows as their merits become known.

MACMILLIAN & CO., Drug'ts, Latrobe, Pa." Cuticura Remedies are sold everywhere.*® Price, Cuticura, 50 cents Resolvent, 11.00: Soap, 25 cento. Prepared by the Pott?A Drug and Chemical Co., Boston, Mass. Send fdrl

Hqw to Cure Skin Diseases.,'?-

IIMPLES, Blackheads, Skin Blemishes, and Baby Humors, use Cuticura Soap.

Choking Catarrh.

Have you awakened from a disturbed sleep 'r with all the horrible sensations of an assossin clutching your throat and pressing thedfi life-breath from your tightened chest? Have to you noticed the languor and debility that 1~ succeed the effort to clear your throat and UC bead at this catarrhal matter? What a de- S pressing Influence it exerts upon the mind, 7 clouding the memory and filling the head with pains and strange noises I How difficult

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P. 8. WHITONQER, Leech burg, Pa, Reference: Frank T. "Wray^Drug't, Apolla,Pa Scrofulous Ulcers. jf 1

James E. Richardson, Custom House, New Orleans, on oath says: "In 1870 Scrofulous Ulcers broke out on my body until I wiw amass of corruption. Everything known tor the medical faculty was tried in vain. I be-^ came a mere wreck. At times could not turi in bed was in constant pain, and looked on life as a curse. No relief in ten years. In1 18801 heard of Cuticura Remedies, lisea them and was perfectly cured." Sworn to before U. S. Com. J. D. Crawford. •41

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it is to rid the xtasal passages, throat and ft lungs of this poisonous mucus all can teptJfy «_ who are afflicted with catarrh. How difficult t_ to protect the system against Its further pro- JI gross towards the lungs, liver and kidneys, all physicians will admit. It It terrible disease, and cries out for relief and cute. ee

The remarkable curative powers, when all i*. other remedies utterly fail, of Saniord's Radleal Cure, are attested by thousands who gratefully recommend It to fellow-suflferers. ?o statement Is made that cannot be sub- v* stantiated by the most respectable and relia- Ible references.

San ford's Radical Cure consists of one bottle of the Radical Cure, one bo* Catarrhal Solvent, and one Improved Inhaler, neatly 3? wrapped in one package, with full directions: price, «LOJ.

Each package contains one bottle of the '7 Radical Cure, one box Catarrhal Solvent, and 0 an Improved Inhaler, with treatise prim. IL

Potter Drug A Chemical Co., Boston.

It Stops the Pain

IK OlfE MIHDTZ. £cbln« t*w:ks, hlps, and sides, kidney and uterine pains, weakness and inflam&tlon, rheumatlo neuralgic,, sciatic, sudden, sharp JZtL

IMV andSnenrous pains and strains St Vfll.V leUwved la one asiaate byUbat new. elegant and Infallible antidote to p*in and Inflammation, the Cnttevra Anti-Pala Plastes, 25 oents 6 for fl at all Form Daco AJN CHXXICAL