Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 18, Number 39, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 17 March 1888 — Page 2

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"EVE I THIS WILL PASS AWAY.*

Of a'.l tbt imrcrU quaint and *s eet, That bur'•nedsoubi so often greet. Ah (torn rfcie voice front ancient clay, There kiuv iS cone in whose belief The worn heart finds such sweat relief.

AM •'UVEA Jn will pass awiy l'1 Whfla weary hand* from early dawn m:i Im^'wnlaj ere must labor on,

And know not Bureww day by day ITVrrr fiy the sweet refrain, Tiust o'er and o'er again. "TaL, even tills, will pass away.",

When Imrd'njs that are hard to bear \Vs Von!.! -i.i't t'«aoul 'ne.ith black deupaii-.' Au! Lit-'nln Hps refnae to pray FnltY* lovci/ fncs e'ei tiwo will glow. 1~ "j A ha "But even thl» will pass away."

When earth to earth ant dast to dost Is r«ul a'*ve our heart'i* b«t trust, Aral wo ia an,?ui3h torn sway: The bitter cap toss bitter *ez.:im. When through It* drerpithe bright truth gY.'^.S?

That eren t!ii» will pass away.

Yea, erea t'.b! With hearts bowed down We stand bcaf'Jo the new made mound,

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And Ion* to greet the coming day, jWhen weary feet hare found a rest When hands are folded o'er the breast:

And all llfe'a woes hare passed away. —Margaret McR&e Lackey in New Orleam PicaJ™*- I

I A AVAR TRAGEDY.

If you have never been In it»e valley of tlx- Tennessee—I mean that part of the fatuous vuliey that stretches southwestward from the great 8and mountain to the picturesque table lands of Monte Sano, you have missed a scene the fairest of all in that country of fair scenes. 1 will not attempt to describe It. I cannot do It Justice. No one can. It Is the paradise of north Alabama, and in the heart of that far southern district devastated by war, and yet thanks to Its protecting bulwark of mountains, its pleasant homes ami well tilled lands escaped almost unscathed.

Not many miles to the north is Lookout mountain and the battlefields of Mission Ridge and Chickamauga. Further to the south and west, and on the same great trunk lino that passes within the shadow of the heights on which Hooker fought his •'battle in the clouds," is that already famous young city of phenomenal growth, Decatur, and Iteyond that, the new Sheffield and war scarred Corinth.

But while this corner of the great valley saw little of either bine coats or gray —except, perhaps, an occasional foraging pnrty that chance led away from the railroad and into the garden land between the big hills—the valley gave its best blood for the cause of the Confederacy, And sons and brothers left the co.ton unpicked in the field to join Bragg and his gathering hosts across the border line of Tennessee, or to follow the fortunes of Morgan or Stuart on their cavalry raids to the north.

Back from the Tennessee, in a cove protected from the northers by the broad back of Monte Sano, a hardy mountain farmer had built a house of uncut stone— a poor place at best, but a home for the sake of what was in it. It was not a typical southern home, for the good wife and mother was housekeeper, dairymaid and gardener all in one, while the two strapping boys, with their father, did the work which on other plantations fell to the task of the negro slaves. At the nearest store, at Maysville, old John Rogers was, with Indiscriminate courtesy, dubbed "colonel." Why, he never knew. Perhaps no one else dill. Even before the war military titles were popular in Dixie. Now they are all colonels. So few privates escaped the war.

Among the negroes "Col." John was looked upon with some disdain. A man who "worked" his farm without a single black "boy" was not likely to win the respect of "the quarters" at the big plantations on the river. Farmers who worked were "poo-ah white trash" in those days of easy indolence. But "Col." John thrived for all that, and never a home in all the broad valley was happier than in the little cove under the shadow of Monte Sano.

News travels slow in the country. In those days few newspapers found their way into tho Tennessee valley of Alabama, and the first shock of war at Fort Sumter was too far away to affect the tranquility of the people by the great river. Then came the frantic call for troops by the government at Montgomery, and the great valley was at last awakened to tho horrors of war. A recruiting office was opened at Iluntsville, ten miles away, on the other side of Monte Sano, and husbands, and fathers, and sons left their homes and people and went away to tho war. The valley of the Tennessee was desolate. The negroes went flocking northward in search of the army of emancipation, and the cotton was left in the balls to spoil. There came a time when even food was scarce, and beef was worth its weight In the strange new scrip the Confederate government had issued. 'Col John fared worse than many, Although for months after tho boys of the lower valley had gone away Into Tennessee, his sons yielded to the wish of the old folks and stayed at home. The time came, however, when honor compelled them to go, and they went but tho eyes of the aged mother were wet with tears, and the faco of the white haired "Col." John was strangely old, when they bade their boys good-by.

There are brave hearts here At homo who remember those sad farewells, when the boys |n blue went far away to fight and die on these southern battlefields. There were the same sad partings in many A southern home, and the war left hundreds of decimated families in that fair valley.

Months passed and then years. Occasionally letters from the absent soldier boys fcarete to tho old folks in the cove, bat they were few And very far between. They had gone north and enlisted in tho Army of Virginia. They had been at Boll Run and had been on oe peninsula in tho checkerboard operations of McClellan's camnaigu. The latest letter, scribbled in penc-i 1 and written in haste, and read in that little homo with aching yet thankful hearts, told of good health and Confederate success. Side by side the brothers had fought, as yet unhurt. Now they were to go with Loo into the land of promise—the rich, corn growing vAlleys of Pennsylvania.

Oct'rv"rg came, and the Army of Virginia .y awakened front its victorious security, was hutiv back across MaryIan n-J It to Vh »ia again by the military of Ml & In the carnage «f tho first day the (m!« brother was killed. T! yo- vUiie retreating with his a*tc -.-..cot from aa unsuccessful was taken pooner. In company -«vet other Alabama soldiers,

Uogt-i, own then A mere boy, WAS to Philadelphia, And from hero

•cat Fort Delaware, AS A prisoner of WAT. There bo remained until tho surrender of I*o A» Appomattox Owrt House.

The sad wh of ttetattkof GMtJw-

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burg was slow in reaching the little homo by Monte Sano, but when it did come it broke the spirit of "Col." John and turned still whiter the head of the mveet faced mother for it was said that in Jie battle both boys had fallen under the shower of Federal balls. It was not long before there was it "burying" from the house in the cove, and the body of "Col." John was laid to rest among the pine* he loved so well.

And the moiher? She too wo .tld gladly have died, but nature was U«o strong. The time came, moreover, when nhe was glad that death had spared her. for there came to her from far away Fort Delaware a letter from lier surviving boy, telling of the older brother's death and the younger one's imprisonment. She read the letter -many times, and as the tears rolled down her sunken cheeks, she fell on her knees and thanked God that one son at least had been spared to her. A sudden resolution possessed her. She would leave the little home in the cove nnd go away to the north. She would go to Fort Delaware, and they would not refuse to let a mother see her fon—even a "Confederate" mother. Once she had looked upon his face agaiu she would have conrage to wait for his release.

Traveling was slow. Weeks passed before she was enabled to get through the opposing lines and into Washington. At last, dying from want, sorrow and fatigne, she stood in the commandant's room at Fort Delaware with written permission to see and speak with the boy she loved bo well.

They tell sad stories of Fort Delaware in the south. They call it the Libby prison of the north. I don't like to believe it Neither do you. They say that after a certain engagement the northern generals accused the Confederates of outrageous cruelty, and in retaliation a score or more prisoners were taken from the fort and ignominiously hanged. Perhaps they are mistaken, and that there were better grounds for hanging than that.

By some means a rumor had gained credence in the prisoner's barracks that something of the kind was to take place, while the impression prevailed that special vengeance was to le meted out to the soldiers of Alabama, because of alleged outrages committed by regiments from that state. Young Rogers was not a coward, bnt he bad no desire to meet so nnsoldierly a death. With that inventive genius which develops so rapidly among those held in confinement, the prisoners in Rogers' "gang" dugout the stone work nnd earth under one of the banks, and thus secured, not only a comparatively safe hiding place for pilfered provisions, but also for one or more of their number when occasion demanded that they should keep under cover for a time.

The rumor that retaliatory measures were in order struck consternation to many a brave heart, and when, for any reason, a Federal orderly came to the prisoners' barracks and called the name of a "Johnny Reb," there was a general feeling of misgiving, and an effort made, when possible, to discover for what purpose the prisoner was wanted before answering to his name So that when one day the barracks were excited to a fever point by the calling of a dozen names or more, and the name of "Joe Rogers" rang with startling distinctness in the ears of that young Alabamian, he did not wait to be seen, but hurriedly crawled into the "grub" hole, and held his breath for fear of discovery and the consequences that would follow. Three times the orderly called "Joe Rogers! Joe Rogers! Joe Rogers!" rang through the long corrider.

Then the prisoners crowded around, and the orderly seemed to be unaware that Rogers had failed to answer to his name. Ho went away, and on the records it was written that Joe Rogers bad been transferred-—as even the officers thought —to be hanged.

A sad look came into the faco of the commanding officer when the white haired woman gave him the slip of paper that to her meant so much. "Rogers is not here now," he said, flnnlly.

She looked at him, dazed by the intellir. gence. "Not—here?" "No ho has been transferred

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"Where?" Tho officer had a heart. "I—I do not know," he

Of Margery.

'-fi

Baid.

He could

not tell that sad eyed woman what he believed to be the truth. But he could not deceive her. "He is dead!" sho cried, wildly, and tottering forward she clasped her hands across her breast and sank into a chair. "My poor boy!" she sobbed. "I loved you so, and yet I was top late!"

The parched lids closed over tho sad gray eyes the tired head fell forward the nervous Angers relaxed their hold. "Come," said the officer, kindly "you must go now. I cannot permit you to remain here." fa

There was no answef. '•I am waiting"—he began, and then he paused abruptly. Something strange in her appearance startled him. and he stooped down and peered into ncr face. As he did so tears came Into his eyes. The sweet faced mother would never see the valley of the Tennessee Again.

She was dead! News flies in jails as it flies elsewhere. In his hiding place that night young Rogers was told the story of his mother's death. Strong man though he was, the shock was almost more than he could bear, And he grieved bitterly at the thought that, even dead, ho might not look upon her faco. Bat be was glad for ono thing. There were kind hearts among the boys in bine, and they took the body of the dead mother across to New Castle, And there in the old church yard reverently laid it to rest

Rogers managed to escape detection for tho few weeks remaining before the close of the war. After tho surrender he was liberated And returned to Alabama. There ho lives and there I met him. He told me this story, And I repeat it because it comes so near home. It interested mo. I think it will yott.—Philadelphia News.

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Victims Meat* Carlo.

The Monte Carlo people will do anything to Avoid A scAudAL As A role, this is tho process: You have lost All your money and you are in bona fide distress. Yon go to the administration And ask for a little Assistance to get home. You are asked At what table you played. The bead croupier of that table is sent for. He recognises yon as A player And probably remembers whether you played heavily or not, Tour story being confirmed, you say to whAt station you wish to proceed. A sum sufficient for your fare and your needs on the j&araey is then handed to yon, and yon have to sign an I. O. U. for the amount. jdSokHftgas you don't return to Monte Carlo yon hear no more of the matter, bat if you go back there again yon most repay your O. U. before yon Are Allowed to reenter the gambling saloons. All the people of the establishment axe trained to remember faces and It is very rarely that they make Mistake —I«ondon Refers*

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL.

MARGERY.

When from the dewy pastures of the nfefet, like early waking flocks, the stars arise, And vanish, on® by one, tc brighfning skies. As forth they pasture toward tho rosy light, Oh, then I lore to walk, aad think of thee,

Sweet Margery!

Had I the liquid tongues of soaring larks, Or e'en a thrush's soft and sober flute, I'd Join the birds that Phoebus bright salute. And hymn my lore, who at her lattice harks. She is the sun that brightest shines, to me

My Margery!

Oh. when shall timid tongue of mine make bold To plead the lore that sweetens every thought! So sure em I die doth disdain me not, Tb passing strange my passion ne'er was told. Yet I am dumb when the rare face I see

This day, if courage fail not, I will go. And at her feet my heart's libation pour. Then with fast kisses stop the rosy door, Until she doth despair to say me no. Then shall she blush, consent and ever be

My Margery! —Harper's Weekly

APE AND LION FIGHT.

In the gloomy recesses of the primeval forests still to be found in central Africa, there is a vast unexplored field still stretching forth its unmeasured space to the hunter and the naturalist. To those who know the face of nature as it is before the corrosive hand of civilization sweeps across it, there is little ground for wonder that the two are almost always in a greater or lesser degree nnited. Occasionally, then, even the most ardent hunter will lose the blood instinct that animates him, and, lowering his rifle, perhaps in a moment of great personal danger, will forget his long and laboriously sought quarry to WAtch some new trait or fresh instinct in the animal that, unconscious of his presence, gambols before him. It is of such an episode that I BOW write.

My guide and I hAd been for two days after big game with but jtfttle success, until shortly after noon onthe second day we struck what appeared to be ono of the dense patches of imntnetraliA that cannot be described, but mfist be seen to be understood. Behind nues of trees, the lost in the leafy cloi fierce, burning gl dered even the tei

stretched vast aveIght of which was which shut out tho of the sun, and rouble noontide cool and

pleasant. In fron of us come the closer stems and thick, ttertwining growth of vines and creepers^ rtth stunted bushes and long pendant ma ses, impenetrable save where some gigan brute had crushed a passage through, eaving his tracks in broken branches, crushed boshes and thickly scattered wigs. Birds of gorgeous plumage, with harsh, dissonant voices, ipled the trees, the chirp of a gr Bshopper, the sharp hiss of a serpent, £r the shrill sound of a locust rose from Jbhe matted grass, with occasionally tha'hoot of an owl or the chatter of a strdy monkey, which soanded strangely in thA peculiar silence of the forests. As weadvanced along the track, slowly and with great difficulty, we seemed to leave them far behind, and entered into a Region of semi-darkness, a faint greenish, black light, as thongh the glorious sunlight overhead, balked in finding a direct inlet to the ground, had been filtered through yards of close growing green foliage, and, unconquered by all the forces of vegetation, had succeeded in sending a faint, subdued semblance of itself, like that found in some vast cathedral aisle. My eyes struggled wit£ the gloom, and seemed to have an instinctive power to dilate their pupils sufficiently to magnify or condense the attenuated rays until they were able to illumine the surrounding Plutonian depths.

My guide suddenly paused and made A sign to me with his open palm, which, in the language ,of the hunter, said that he had struck a trail, or heard some token of the proximity of game that had escaped my less acute power?. I cautiously advanced to his side, and following the direction of his finger peered through the brush, and saw that we lay upon the edge of a small clearing overshadowed by an enormous tree, whose foliage, without really admitting a greatar volume of light, seemed to equalize the gleam, and so render objccts a distance of thirty or forty yards perfectly perceptible.

Right opposite |o us, with his back against a tree, was the sleeping form of huge gorilla, his haftds hanging down by his sides, his legs cifcoked in front of him, and his head listlesfy lying sidewiso on distance from him pparently busily enmts, swinging from appearing into the it ever and anon reand ward over the er. For some min-^ ?bat pourse |to pursmpt to get any was rather a

his shoulder. Soi was the female, gaged in gathering tree to tree, now surrounding forest, turning to keep watel sleeping lord and mi utes I hesitated as to sue, whether to at' closer, as the distal long one, in such a liftbt, to attack an animal like tho gerijjfc who, if onlx wounded, would, in all fcobability, wiwf the female, charge right dWn into us or if I should take all rfilksataM^ly upon the second rifle of my guide. At»|t I decided to take my chance where I was, but, upon raising my rifle, I heard a scream" qf agony from the female, which caused th sleeper to rise to his feet, and as it did so the female literally fell from a tree on the edge of the clearing down to the ground, uttering the most piercing cries that human imagination can conceive.

Then a terrific roar that shook the very ground broke upon the silence and told the history of the female gorilla's fright. It was A lion, And At tho sound of his voice sho Again fled into the trees, while the male uttered A deep, savage, hoarse roar that was tho answer to the lion's challenge. Immediately a crashing sound was heard, and A fall grown lion bounded into the open, and stood, his head erect, his mane bristling like the hair on A CAt, the very personification of brute strength and courage.

As his eyes lighted on the gorilla his tail begnn to wave to and fro. Wider And wider grew its sweep, antil At last it struck

its

ribs,

first one side and then the

other, with resounding blows, while roar upon roar gave token of his increasing rage And anger. The gorilla placed his upper hands upon the grounded bounded into the air folly six feet, Alighting on his four 1 jtnds and bounding up again And agAin, seemingly for the purpose of enraging the lkm to the greatest possible degree. He then rose to his fall height on his hinder buds, uttering tremendous roers And beating

his hteast with

his gteAt

fist, producing sounds like those made by heavy blows upon A bass drum. Then he dropped npon all fours again, remaining perfectly motionless with the exception of his eyebrows, which worked op And down with lightning speed, giving AH expression of ferocity to his face that is indescribable.

FAscinated At the sight, my rifle dropped from my sho alder end my gidde end I lay fiat npon the ground, mate witnesses of the tragedy about to be enacted. Suddenly the Ilea ottered Another oat •Pit­

ting roar And bounded forward. A few short steps, a tremendous leap, two or three short, sharp growls, and both combatants were in the air together, the gorilla having leaped high and straight as the lion charged. In midair the lion turned and struck apparently vainly at the gorilla, who, as the lion fell on his side upon the gronud. alighted on him, struck him two terrific blows and bounded away with a sidling ran to a distance of several yards. I could now see that the gorilla was severely wounded on the head and ride, and that the lion had a fearful gash in his side, for surely his ribs could never have withstood those two tremendous blows.

As soon as he regained his feet he charged at the gorilla again and again, but was eluded every time, it being almost impossible to follow their rapid movements in the half light of the clearing. At last the lion paused, and as he did so the ape dashed at him and, strikhim a stunning blow on the side of the head, completely rolled him over. Again and again the charges were renewed, and at every pause the gorilla returned the charge and knocked the lion sidewise. These blows seemed to daze the great cat, and AS he rose he more than once staggered and fell, the gorilla meanwhile dancing with a peculiar bobbing movement Around And in front of him.

The lion now began to make feints to draw his adversary within range. At last, stopping in a mad rush, the gorilla struck short, the lion rushed in, turned upon his back and received the gorilla with teeth and claws. Growls, snarls and roars pealed forth from a whirling mass of leaves and dost limbs and bodies strangely mingled were dimly seen through it, as though twenty beasts instead of two were engaged in one conglomerate death struggle. At last there was a sickening crash, A horrible crunching of bones, A demoniacal yell of pain, faster and faster whirled the mass, then follows^ a pause, and I saw the lion was uppermost with the left arm of the gor111A in his powerful jaws his clsws were fixed in the ae'B shoalder And he himself WAS one mass gashes and rents. The right hand of thtTgorilla was fixed in the lion's side, And Htfh his hinder hands were drawn up ana\seemingly imbedded in the lion's ribs.

There was a moment's pause, as if for breath, and then thJL gorilla soddenly twisted his head onder fhe lion's throat, the hinder hands straij nauseating sound of one swift stroke he com] eled the lion. There ai of anguish, a sodden strokes of brown p»' arms through the cloi all was over. Tho tied, and there in two mighty monarc! lion was utterly trails having been silo hinder hands out by the very root: last dying effort, his throat freed from

itened out with a ing flesh, as with |etely disembowa terrible cry around, several and dark, hairy of dust, and then Whirling leaves setleath grip lay the of the wilds. The smboweled, his enced by the prehenliterally dragged while the lion, by a succeeded in getting gorilla's teeth,

and with one powerful %low had smashed the spe'8 head, as a hammer does a hickory nut. There they lav, motionless, and and there we lay, top, fascinated, enthralled at the strange /spectacle we had just witnessed.

Presently a figure moving on the edge of the clearing attracted onr notice, and we saw the female gorilla peering oot between the bushes, with An Agonizingly human look upon her face that was dreadful to Bee. Slowly and cautiously she advanced across the open space until she reached the btfjes then she touched first one and then the other, uttering plaintive cries of grief that were touching in the extreme. At last she managed to disentangle the body of her mate, looked into the eyes, examined the wounds and, still crying, took it in her,-ftrms, and, laboriously dragging it across the open space, disappeared in the forest beyond. She was safe from my rifle.', I would not have shot her for $1,000,000,land it was with a strange feeling of depression that I turned my back upon the clearing, and following my guide left behind the scene of one of the most interesting and vivid experiences of my not uneventfjd life.—W. P. Pond in New York Stac^M

Will 1888 be A Year of War? The present year| is tho fifth year of modern times in wh^ch tho aggregate of the figures is 25, and there will be but five more years in which such a combination is possible prior to the year 2509. Probably but few have\ever heard o! the old prophecy, which rufls as follows:

In every future year of ourLord, When the sum of the flgw »is twenty-fire. Some warlike kingdom will raw the sword,

But peaceful nations In pe ce will thrive. Students of modern hi* tory will readily recall how faithfully th prophecy has been fulfilled in the four/irevious years to which it applied.

kark and Poland Eigainst Sweden, great war that efeat of Charles

In 1690 Russia, Deni formed the coalition which inaugurated tl ended in the disastjgt XH at Pultow^T^

The year 178e will ever be memorable on accoun^ef the breaking oot of the French revolution.

Seventeen hundred and ninety-eight tMttyg&ed the campaign of Bonaparte in ^pt and the formation of the second European coalition against France.

In 1879 war broke out between England and Afghanistan, followed by tho invasion of tho latter country by British troops.

In what manner the prediction is to be verified in l&SS remains yet to be seen, but the present condition of Europe seems to promise an abundant fuliflUment of the prophecy.—Philadelphia Inquirer.

"Codes of Health."

In a code of health, just published, is this rule: "Never begin A Joorney antil the breakfast has been eaten." This is a suggestion to the suburban citizen to see that kindling for the cook stove has been prepared the night before, And that the alarm clock in the kitchen girl's bedroom is in good order. Another role to: "Never take warm drinks and Immediately go oat Into the cold." Therefore the coffee should be taken cold otherwise, sit Around the house After breakfast antil after train time. Still Another rule is: "After exercise of Any kind, never sit near tho window of A car for A moment.** There might be some difference whether the window is opened or closed, bot the rule is imperative, And ssys violstion is

fHlangerous

to health, or even life."

Therefore, let jfoor fat neighbor take the risks of the window seat, while you peruse fine print by the light tiffed through him And his newspaper. Great things Are these "codes of health 1''—Cincinnati CommerdAl Gasette.

Do you suffer with chilblains?—I cer tify to the prompt relief obtAioed from the use of Solvation Oil for chilblains, sod do not hesitate to recommend it as the bent cure I ever ti led. H. HOOD, 749 W. Pratt St* Baltimore, Md. "WhAt fine chisel could ever yet cat breAtb!" And yet A hard vexing cough Is cat sll to bits with one bottle of Dr. Ball's Ooagh Syrup, the fsrorits.

Barbarle Haytl Negroes.

Hayti has for nearly a century been A black independent state. The negro race have had it to themselves and have not been interfered with. They were equipped, when they started on their career of freedom, with the Catholic religion, a civilised langnagc, European laws and manners, and the knowledge of various arts and occupations which they had learned while they were slaves. They speak French still they are nominally Catholic still, and the tags and rags of the gold lace of French civilization continue to cling about their institutions. But in the heart of them has revived the old idolatry of the Gold Coast, and in the villages of the interior, where they are out of sight and can follow their instincts, they sacrifice children in the serpent's honor after the manner of their forefathers. Perhaps nothing better could be expected from A liberty which was inaugurated by assassination And plunder. Political changes which prove successful do not begin in that way. —J. A. Froude.

"Now, Oen'ral, you're posted come! give us your views. In a brush at the front, what's the powder to use?54 He winked at a star as he puflfed his cigar, And slowly replied, "it a brush at th'jrout I never use powder, but—SOZODONT.','

Go Where You Will

you'll find SOZODONT in vogue. People have thrown away their tooth-pow-ders and washes, and placed this odoriferous £preserative of the teeth on the toilet table in their plaoe. It keeps tue teeth in splendid oruer, and spices the breath. "Spyldinq's Gluk," always up to the sticking up.

Innocence And Peanuts.

The fact that, according to statists with several back counties yet to be ha from, 3,100,000 or more bags of peanuts were consumed in this country than last year is a cause for general congratulation. For all history shows that no people were ever on the down grade so long as they found peanuts a joy and delight Whilo man is a peanut eater he is innocent, takes cheerful views of human nature, is ivgood citizen and A kind neighbor. The peanut never bites like a serpent nor stings like an adder. It is as harmless as it is enjoyable. Let us cherish the peanutNew York Tribune.

tics, eara

I know of two beautiful things—tho starry heavens above my head, aud the sense of duty within my heart—Emmanuel Kant

Something From Nothing

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A Crystal of Philosophy.

In a recent critical article by William Winter in The New York Tribune this crystal of profound philosophy shines like a rich jewel in

An

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woman may sometimes easily make a fool of man, but she gets into deep water when she undertakes to make a fool of as «th er woman."—Exchange.

JJ Yon sturdy oak whoso branches wide Boldly the storms and winds defy, Not long ago an ncorn, small,

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When Spring Comes

This is the way a horse and a poor blanks# look at the end of winters Why is it that of two horse blankets which look and

fed !.,

equally well one won't wear at all, and the other wears well? This Trade Marki^?Jiv^J/ shows why.

Horse Blankets which are strong I and have a reputation are always imitated in poor qualities which look like them, but having fewer warp threads are not as strong.

Some dealers buy these poor imitations for a few cents less and by saying they are "just as good," sell them at the same price as the strong blankets to parties who do not know the difference.

You cannot tell whether horse blankets are strong by the look or feel, as the warp threads do not show on the face. How then are you to know?

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Inorder that you canfell a strong blanket from a weak one,the man facturer of Horse Blankets«^ sews the above ^4 Trade Mark inside of each blanket This is a guarantee that it is the strongest," blanket made for the raoney and will wear well. il#

Many poor imitations have been sold as $4 blankets. Remember none are genuine unless the 5/k Trade Mark is sewed inside.

SOUTH-

The Best Route to Any Point In the Houthr Southwest or southeast Is via the 5'

UiL. &

(Louisville & Nashville R. R.)

RUNNING vi.'i"

0 Pulman Buffet Sleepers

and

Double Daily Trains

From EVAN8VILLF, and LOUISVILLE U»

NASHVILLE,

.DECATUR, BIRMINGHAM,

•HZI MONTGOMERlf^f'* PENSACOLA,

MOBILE/ NEW ORLEANS, JACKSONVILLE,

Connecting for all other citioa in the South. For Information as to rates, etc., and to Free Copy of Southland, write to

C. P. ATMORE, Gen'l Pass. Agt. I^onlsvlll*

Shortest

AND -v

Quickest

3 EXPRESS TMIHS DAILY

MOM I#,

•VANSVlUJt, VWCIWIIf, TCftRK HAUTK and OAHVILLB

WHENCE DIRECT CONHECTIOH is made to all

points

EA8T, WESTaad NORTHWE8T

AATOTOTATAIUAIETTTTTOTTOBTTTA**.*.

For rates, time tables and injormation to detail, addrsss your nearest Ticksl Agsat. WILLIAM HILL, Oon. h*. and Tfct.

CHICAGO, ILL. j.

R. A. CAMPBELL, General Agent, Terre Haute, Ind.

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HOR8E AND CATTLE POWDERS^

*o Hosss wfll die Of CoMtt Bors or Lime vks. tf Foots* Pewds*s aw osed to Hm«- 'j foatti Powdin *rl! "ire snd preteBt Boo C»oi^*a..

Poms* Powders wjB prerestt G*r»» is Foots* Powder* will tnewe Ote gnsatlty of Mltt^ tod ereaai twenty per eeat. and make (be batter ^FoSrtVowdsis will nre or jwwl stanest *ranr®# friSKAMt to wuwh Hones »tU« are satyeO. r«cm Povmrss wiu. etrs ..

Sold ereryvbenu arm 9ATXD X. TOUTS, Troprletor, UI/RMOUK "TL,

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