Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 18, Number 41, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 31 March 1888 — Page 4

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BY CHARLES J. BELLAMY.

Copyrighted by the Author, and published by arrangement with him.

Contlnued from Third page.

"We've known each other pretty long, Jennie, and—and"—he had polled the grass all all to piece®—"and I s'puse you know how I've —I

mean

Tommie Bowler winced, but ducking his round head to avoid the sharp look be feared was in the beautiful he went on doggedly. "I s'posed weM been agoing together quite a while, Jennie, and I wax goin' to ask you when you wus will in' to bo married." "Married-to youf"

Ah, Toininfe Howler, what were you thinking of to want to marry a girl who bad such tone us that for you!

le&rs of sharao started into his eyes. "1 Bint so low I never thought but what you would before."

She gave him a look half curious and half pitifuL Ho might as well have crioi for the moon. Could it be the lad thought that just because she was pretty she could make hir homo happy for him—his? "I'm not going to have a hand at makiitg another poor man's home. People like tis had hotter be single there's only half the troublo that way, Tommie."

The broad shouldered young man, who did not know what was good for him, fell back from tho woman his heart hungered for as if he was shot. And she walked on, with hardly another thought for the foolish lover who imagined they two could be happy together.

Why couldn't she be rich! They had always told her sho was beaatifuL If she only had a chance. They say men are fools over pretty women, and that is tho only hope a woman has of winning her way. If she only had a chance.

A delicate gray mist floated over the river below the village, and the green forests and fresh meadows on the other side smiled through it, like a fair woman through her tsars. A tired soul might have drunk in its beauty and been rested, but Jane Graves cast hor eyes down on the dusty road before her and walked along with a set bitter curl on her bright red lips, and did not once look at the gift of God's mercy to the poorest of his creatures. For her part she despised the poor she didn't pity them great strong men who submitted to be trodden on and ground under the feot of the rich whoso blood and musotes and quivering flesh were weighed in tbo balance against a few dollars of tho speculators. It was good enough for them as long as they submitted to it. She didn't blame the Hch they wore the only wise people she only envied them. They did well to take all they could get and walk over as many thousands as would fall down before them. Oh, if Bhe could only win her way to their rai.'cu. But tho rich men do not come into the weave room for their enslavers.

Suddenly she heard a step behind her a •top she knew from all others in tho world, and the whole air seemed to tremble with a new, strange, heavenly impulse. "Good evening, Jane."

him

how I've felt 1 am doing a little

better now." The young man's eyes brightened. "I've got a little money left me, and you lcnow I'm just made second hand." "What is that to me, Tommie f1 she said, impatiently. Her woman's soul was longing for the beautiful life of the rich, whose nouse sbe was passing, and she felt, too, the admiring glance Mr. Ellingsworth hod given to her graceful figure. Why was this awkward boy by her side to spoil the effect!

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She turned with a new, sweet shyness. It was Curran, the agitator, who was beside her. A soft flush was on her cheeks, a warm light in her oyes that had grown larger for him in delicious surprise. "Who is that young fellow who just left your "Oh, one of my lovers," she answered coquettishly, dropping her eyas before his. "Ho your lover 1" repeated Curran in his imperious fashion. "You're not for such as he, Jennie."

Her heart fluttered in sweet fear at tho moaning sho thought in his words. She was trying to walk very slowly, but how fast they seemed to pass the houses. "So I told him," she said.

"You did well, then," and he looked down admiringly on tho girL "You area fine woman. I don't eupposo you know it"

Jano Graves tried to look as if it was news to her, and Curran went on. "Few women are prettier. There are fine prises for such as

you

in this world if you will only wait," His continued thoughtfully, "Men have to.work for distinction a pretty face brings it to women." "What sort of prises!" And she trusted herself to look up at him. How grand he was, with his firm, strong facet If he only had a touch of weakness in him that might bend down to her. "Position, money, power." "No woman cares for those." And die believed it as sho spoke, looking away over the river, "What tbenr he asked, smiling. "Those things are what all men are working tor, I guppoea" "Women core for but one thing."

Sometimes tho climax of a character is reached only la old age, when storms have wreaked their fury for a lifetime on a soul. Sometime* it comes in childhood, with threescore years of decline to come pftwr it It was at tlus moment that this girl's lite reached its moral height If she could bat have kept it "That is love," she added softly. "It is their lives they hope only for that tbey dream only of it1*

Curran laughed, bat gently, as he took her hands at parting, pressing them perhaps tmooMdoudy, ye* soman can be wholly careksw to such beauty as hers. "It is only because women are more foolish than mm, not because they are more devoted, that tbey are able to make such absurd mistakes.*

She smiled on Urn as radiantly as and petaled rose unfolding its glowing heart to tho morning ton -the sun tbat gives everything and wants nothing, and stood half turned watching his retiring form. The road at thte point panned near a deserted ruin, once a brick sawmill, which had shorn the bilte and valiey* around of their prides now a fevortte trysttag place for hmtaof moonlight nights tike this would be. Carmawas lust entering under an arch, where onoe had swung a heavy oaken door which long ago —rrcd soma shivering family for a week* firewood.

He went in and dldnet «ooa torn. Bow crostmsnara Psrhapa. she told herself, he is to meet ttwro sums laseswngw a* bene he had told her about, and they wiD 5»A tafthsr SOSM bold strata. It gaadfui to h*** sock power, fve* If II

this on-) poor girl, whose heart

lon-ed so eagerly for another smile. Tjfie whole world seemed glorified to the girl

sho walked on. She had loitered so I ring that the sun was now almost setting, rrith his flowing rob© of carx iina about him, and the whole landscape seemed in a rapture of worship. Jane Graves was like one in a dream—her home, which die could tell from its cheap dreary counterparts, might have been a palace tho path along in front of it beaten by so many faltering footsteps, rtwri only pleasantly familiar to her. What had she seen to envy in anybody's life that liad not her dear hope!

But down the hill comes a great white horse, tossing his mane and curveting in tho pride of his strength and beauty.

rider

must

else,

who held the rein so gracefully

bo young Philip, the mill owner's son ho had just finished college, they said. So that was the young man Bertha Ellingsworth v/as engaged to not ill looking, and he rod© wclL Tho girl smiled to herself. "But Bertha Ellingsworth had not seen Curran." "Did he lift his hat to mer She looked inquiringly about her. "There is no one

and his black eyes seemed to know mo, too how odd!" thought the girl, as she walked on more hastily, and tho horse and its rider disappeared in a cloud of dust "And it seems as if I bad seen him somewhere, too." s.

CHAPTER V.

A cum BT MOOITU&HT.

Bertha lay back indolently in her favorite armchair, watering the deepening twilight

from

her parlor window. Her oyes were almost closed, and Philip, affecting to be inter«ted in Mr. Ellingsworth^ conversation, thought ho might look at her as fondly as he chose without discovery and rebuke He *os sure he was not notiSBd, but tho girl was quite enjoying his silent offering-eo long as he did not guess she perceivcd it If a girl must have a lover, Philip did very well. But her lover was no divinity to her sho saw all bis faults as clearly as anybody not with impatience, however that was not hor temperoment For example, he was too short and his shoulders were too slight Sho never forgot it for an instant But then he always did what she said, and that was very convenient, and yet she was half provoked with him for it A ought to command a woman's love, not try to coax it from her. He thought quite too much of her for what she returned him he ought to be stern and cold to her sometimes, and give her a chance to be something besides an ungrateful recipient But perhaps she would not like him at all ia that character. She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked curiously at her lover there is nothing so chilling as such a look as that, and Philip winced under it "Well, I suppose you two are bursting with tender confidences," smiled Mr. Ellingsworth, as be rose to his feet "I really won't stay a minute longer." He moved toward the door, then he smiled and looked around he had thought of something very funny. "Now Philip, my dear boy, you mustn't be too sure of her just because she seems so affectionate. That is where a young man makes his worst mistake. As long as there is another man in the world, he may have hope, that is, the other man."

His daughter looked coolly after him. Must you got Why we shall die of ennui. We shall have to take a walk ourselves. Excuse me, Philip, while I get ready."

Left alone, the young man rose and went to the window and looked out at the evening sky. There was a little frown on his face. "What an unpleasant way of talking Bertha's father had. One would think he believed in nothing. There was no danger of his feeling any too sure of her how far away she seemed to him. The idea of marriage seemed vague and dreamlike, and yet he bad her promise."

You may adjust my shawl for me." His vexation fled, and he smiled with the sweet complacency of possession as he laid the delicate bit of lace about her warm shoulders. To-night would be a good time to turn his idea into reality, and ask her when

But you must promise me one thing," she said, standing close to him for one moment "What is that, Bertha, dear?" he asked with guilty uneasiness.

She put her soft white hand in his so charmingly that he was suddenly suro it could be nothing hard she would require. "I promise," he assented. "No love making in the ruin, if I let you take me there." "Why, Bertha!" he exclaimed so sorrowfully that ha showed his whole plan. Tho girl laughed. "You are too cunning by half, Mr. Philip, but thai you know love making in the saw mill is too common. Why, it is the rendezvous of all tho factory hands. No, I couldn't think of it for a moment"

Then I wont insist on taking you to the old saw mill." "Oh, yes! it is charming by

Tbey walked slowly along the street, passing the very spot where Tommie Bowler had offered his poor little all to Jans Grave* only an hour or two aga Their feet trod carelessly oil the bits of grass the nervous lover had scattered along the path. "But you havent told me about the meeting. Did the agitator have auburn curls, as I said That is the clearest ideal have got of a hero."

As he told her his adventure they readied the ruin and went in. The moonlight poared through the dismantled roof, and made a white track for itself over the uneven floor, leaving the rest of the interior in the shadow. Such as remained of the falhn rafters made convenient benches for visitors, who might easily enough imagine themselves In some old world ruin. And the young mill owner* son and Bertha, the hem of whose garment had never touched poverty, seated themselves where many a penniless yomg fellow had wooed son* pretty weaver maid to share his destitution, all for love soon starved out of both their lives.

Philip felt all his last night* enthusiasm coining over him again, as he described the meeting of the hopeSess poor and the life of the family that had taken him in. Eta seemed to be again thrilled with Currsn* as be pictured his noble presence, sad tried to rapeat his vivid sentences. Was Bertha ItaMai en patiently to him or only idly watcfeix^ the shadows as they shifted wtth tfcemoont He hoped shew— oouUheiphiasomaoh to do something for tbsthoossnd souls tn tbsmttlsif there anythi^ cookl be done. AsdtheaSteeesaed sweet tahave

LHow

moonlight"

"One would think you hadn't any heart" Philip did not confess the peculiar charm this woman's very coldness had for him there was some quality in it that was irresistibly exciting to his nature. Perhaps it was the presence of an unconscious reserve of passion, never yet revealed, that he felt in her, that kept his heart ever warm, and his eyes ever tender for its unveiling.

The round faced servant girl had coma up from the kitchen, and stood awkwardly at the door. "Yes, yon may light the gas now, Annie wo are going out" She laid her hand lightly on Philip's arm as they went down the walk. "I must really have a maid. That Annie is too clumsy for me to endure in the parlor or dining room. Oh, yes, I probably have got a heart some time it will frighten you, perhapa"

rERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MATO

-"But what can I do, Bertha? It is all so mixed up. Do you suppose my father would listen to me? But if he would, what can I propose? If I tell him the people are poor and unhappy, he knows all that I cant ask him to divide all his wealth with them that wouldnt last so many very long, and then he couldnt employ them any more—they would be spoiled for work, and wo would all starve together." "I wish I could see him," said the girl slowly.

He looked at hor blankly. "Why?" Suddenly a double tread of feet without, and the forms of two men, one much taller

t.hnn

the other, blocked the doorway. "Hush, then," whispered Philip excitedly. "There bo stands."

The men camo forward till they&Ood directly in tho path of the moonlight, which seotned to clothe them with its silver sheen. No need to tell her which was he the girl bent eagerly forward and fixed her eyes on the majestic figure that stood with folded arms. "I am .very late," began the shorter man apologetically.

Curran did not reply, and the man went on in a rninntft more. "What is the news! I want to report your village, you know." "There is no news. It is the same old story. What is the good of reporting and reporting, and then doing nothingf The words escaped between-his toeth like the staccato tones of a cornet "I am sick of the word 'wait it is the resource of tho weak." "But we are weak. Give us tima."

Curran unfolded his arms with a gesture of impatience. "The injustice has got its growth it has fafrfrmAd on our flesh and blood, and sucked out tho life of untold generations before us." His eyes shene fiercely onthe man of caution. "I believe the time has come to destroy it, and the crime of murder lies at our consciences for every crushed soul sacrificed for our delay."

Philip fancied Bertha trembled. "But," began the stranger, in the metallio voice of the objector, "the officers of the league think the laborers are not ready." "No, nor will they ever be they have submitted too long. But they are always good for action if somebody will lead than. They hang on our lips, but we do not speak." "Yes, we are spreading intelligence, sending out orators like you we are arranging political campaigns. By and by capital will be more reasonable." "Do you fancy then," retorted Curran, bitterly, "that the rich will willingly open their coffers to the logical workman, out of whose earnings they have filled them) Isn't it too dAiightfal to bo able to build a palace for a home, and create another paradise for a garden to marry off their sons and daughters when the first coo of love trembles- on their young lips! Then will they divide,? and he raised his voice with terrible emphasis, "when there is no escape from it. As long as the people submit, if it be till the'trump of doom, ao long the lords and masters will defraud ti^m of the price of their labor so long their wives and daughters will look down complacently on the sufferings of the

miHnm)

one of whom starves forawery piece

of finery they smile to wear." Philip felt Bertha tremble agaito, but her eyes never once wavered. "What do you proposer

don't know," muttered Curran, turning half away, "butwhen I seetbesilent raging in tbo hearts of the poor^when I see the riches sqneesed out of their scant, ill fed blood* I am mad with impatience, But I suppose all great ohanges come mflft beneficently if they are slow. Then there are no heart sickening reactions. Comeeut into the open air. It seems close here."

The two men went out and the indistinct murmur of their voioes was al| thai flould benaard.

do you like myheroP said" Philip,

pleased that Bertha should have a chance to learn from the same source- whence he had been so stirred. Now, she could sympathise perfectly with him, in the now idea that he felt must have such a great influence over hie life. 'He is coming back," she whispered breath^ lessly, "alone."

Cunran looked in astonishment at two figures starting toward him out of the shadows. He recognised them set once. "Well, I hope you may have learned some useful truths," he said scornfully, looking the young man full in the face.

Bertha's lip quivered, and she came close to him in the moonlight and laid her white hand on his arm. "We did not mean to overhear your secrets," she said earnestly "but surely it could do no harm to listen to such beautiful words. They seemed to be wasted on the one you meant them for."

«W§ did not mean to ovtrhttr yemr secrets." Philip looked at Bertha in startled surprise he hardly knew her then he glanced at Curran, whose curled lip softened its stern lines. The girPs bonnet had fallen back on her neck, and her face was turned up toward his in the perfection of graceful en treaty," big blue eyes showing dark in theevi The agitator glanced at her sparkling moods, and the rich laoe shawl that lay her shoulders, then back into the upturned face, and at last his eyes fell here. Hb boldness was gone his scorn eootempt for the women of the rich changed to timidity before her. "Dont distress yourself, my dear lady," he said at 4ast "there to no harm done, I am sure."

As his tanas mood relaxed, the charm that had so transformed the girt seemed broken, and she dr-jw back as if in surprise at finding herself Se near him.

The walk home was a silent one, till almost the end. "Do you know what I am going to do tomorrow, Bertha! I tun going to put on the old clothes again." "Dout you think it rather boyish?* •Tni in earnest this t&na lam going to fears bow to make doth, and Had out just how hard tfae work is, and just how-why Bertha, aroyos yawning?*

They had reached the doorway Bhelooinsd very sweet, even a hen soaethsnag a yawn wtth her two fingers, as she Mood on the stsp above hiax, and gaaedoffon tlw rivsr. His

"Bertha, wears net efttfce wwmm wmt

She •aOs& "B* jm were not to mar

anything IT Ties you taXe me these, and I have let you, haven't I?" "But areat you ever going to consent to" "There,1* she stamped her foot playfully. '•You are almost breaking your promise tiwm sho looked at his reproachful face and let him take her hand and kiss it "You know there is a sort of solemnity in the kind of business liko talk you want so much. But I'll promise this: if you will be patient for just one mon'ii, you can say what you please tome."

Philip went off in great glee, and his horeo Joe amid not leap too high to suit him, for what Bertha had said was almost what he nafrttrl One month from today—that would be a Friday ettrly in the morning. [TO BE cojmauttP.]

IN DUTCH HOUSES.

THE WAR WHICH A PEASANT WOMAN MAKES AGAINST DUST.

Iaterestinf Study of a "Dutch Interior.** How ILaundry Work Is Done In Holland Servants—A Strange Custom.

Food and Cooking. Had Lady Macbeth lived in Holland, that "damned spot" would have been out in five minutes. Nothing, not even it, could stand •gainst a Dutch cleaning woman. Sbe is Irresistible. Look bow she is armed. Glance at her weapons. Cloths and chamois, brooms and brushes, scrubbing brushes for the floors, hair brushes for the wainsoots, feather brushes for the walls, tooth brushes for the corner, geese wings for the stoves, hens feathers for cleaning out the keyholes, small sticks of wood for poking out any unhappy particle of dnst which may have got into the cracks of the floor, white paste for the windows, red paste fer the hearth stones, emery for the steel, and several other pastes and polishes as the occasion may require. These axe the implements a Dutch peasant woman uses to clean out hor cottage home. Dust is her natural enemy, she is born into the world to fight it, it is her mission, and she does no more her mother and foremothers have d&ne before her. No wonder that such a home training turns out an exceedingly high dass of domestic servant and yet, the Dutch mistress grumbles. Such is life,

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-Y A DUTCH INTXBIOB. A "Dutch interior," from a housekeeper's as well as an artistic point of view, is a most interesting study. It is one thing to know a country well by traveling through it, stopping at the best hotels, visiting all points of interest, taking careful notes by pen and brush: of all worth reoording, but it is quite another experience and fully as interesting to live among its people aaone of themselves to see how they live and think, manage and eat when they are conscious no looker on is by, and that they need not adapt themselves to any stranger's custom or fancy. This latter has been my good luck to experience, and I can truthfully say that there are no cleaner, more hospitable, kind hearted, do* mestic people in the world than the Dutch. 1 mention "cleaner" first because with them it comes first What would become of a Dutch woman in a world where there is no dost is a subject for conjecture, and though I look upon my visit to Holland as part of the happiest time in my life, still my sincere prayer is that my Dutch, friends may never visit me. I could never live np their idea of cleanliness the mental strain would be too

Washihg not done weekly as in America, bat allowed to accumulate for weeks, sometimes even longer, an unhealthy custom but in this as in many other respects the Dutch can hardly be called a dean nation, from a hygienic point of view.. With them it is dust, dust, and again dust

Often the underservaota such as scullery maid, nurse maid, etc. do not sleep in the boose. This gives more-space and room for the family. These girls come in by the day, sleeping at their own. hesnes at night All servants in Holland dress extremely neatly, generally lilac print dresses, white muslin caps, and large whit* aprons.

The saiae dress is. morn in the street as in the house. If the wenther is cold, a shawl is thrown over the shoulders. Tbey do a good deal of the household shopping. It must be indeed delightful for the Dutch mistress to have Betsey Jane all ready dressed to run her little errands, instead of having to wait an hour or more while Betsey Jane curls her "bang" and bedecks herself with cheap finery. This a good arrangement for maid as well as mistress, for with the former it breaks the monotony of the daily round, gives her a little blow of fresh air, besides the opportunity of a slight flirtation with the butcher's boy or the green grocer's assistant

HOUSEHOLD CUSTOM.

A strange household custom in Holland is the custody of the "guest money" by the mistress. Each guest is, as in England, expected to fee the house servants. In HoN UnH, this money is at once handed by the .recipient to the lady at the house, who at oertain seasons of the year such as Christmas and Easter, divides it equally among all her staff. Not a bad plan when one thinks it over, but rather startling at first to the guest

And now for Dutch food. All food it good in Holland, all cooking excellent, beef and mutton even better than in England, vegetables in abundance. Butter is very good and plentiful and is used without stint, but—everything is spoiled by being served cold. Rich dishes which would be most appetizing were tbey eaten piping hot, become repulsive, indigestible manes of grease when served from a cold dish on a stone cold plate. During the whole of my stay in Holland I never once saw a dish covered or a plate heated.

Cakes are a specialty with the Dutch. swh town has one or more of its own, and it was interesting to trace the ancestry of many of our American ones. Waffles met me at a kcrmes at The Hague. Tbekoekje, which is to be found all over Holland and is, In fact, the Dutch word for "little cake," is actually and etynokgically the ancestor

the New England cuokia Doughnuts I met every* kero, though 1 cannot imagine from where tbey got their ugly name of "doughnut" In Holland tbey are called spritsen, and in French Canada, where they are a sort of national cake, they are known by the name of croquiguoles, and sometimes beignet, which latter name is simply the French for fritter. I imagine that in one way and another we owe a good deal of our cooking to HOIUMI.—J. B. Brooks in Qood Hoase-

"Now, Oen*rat, you're po«»«d come! give us In a ^mh^att&e front, what's the powder to h» wfnklid at a star as he pufffed his cigar. And slowly replied, 1 never ase powder. bat-aOZODOST.

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IN ARCTIC REGIONS.

THE PECULIAR MARBLE LIKE QUALITIES OF POLAR SNOW.

little Danger of Trains Being Blockaded by 8now Drifts In the Extreme Northern Regions—Meteorological Conditions.

Mistakes Which Writers Make.

When there was some talk a little while back about the Canadian government or the Manitoba portion of it, building a railway from Winnipeg to a port in Hudson's bay to get water communication through Hudson^ strait to Europe, the press of the United States, and especially that of the Atlantio seaboard, was naturally against the scheme that ignored their country and its commercial advantages, the most common argument that I saw being condensed into the remark of one paper, which said that "this Arctic railroad would be busy shoveling snow off their track eleven months in the year and could rest the other month waiting for ships through the ice blockaded straits." Had this railroad ever been built (I understand that it is now abandoned, although the railway company is anxious for another expedition to the straits), I surmise it would have been a commercial failure, but wholly so from the "ice blockaded straits," while as fer as snow impediments were concerned it is very doubtful if it would have suffered as much as many of the railroads within our own limits that have two or three serious blockades every winter.

HO DANGBB OF BLOCKASX& 1 $

If any one of my readers will closely watch the railroad news through a winter he will see tbat the worst snow blockades are not confined to the most northern railways by any means. Only the other day I saw a Canadian criticism of the prospective Russian railway from Europe across Siberia to the Pacific ocean, as oompeting with their own for Chinese and Japanese trade when t.hia same false idea that the Siberian railway would be clooed half the year, with "deep Arctic snows," was thrown out as a big piece of comfort in the case, when the chances are good that it would be dosed less by this means than the Canadian Pacific, while it has less trouble than transcontinental roads south of it I lived a number of winters en one of these interoceanic- railroads running nearly through the center c# our country, reckoning north and south wise, and thin,

fact

was painfully impressed on me

in annoying blockades of days in length. But it should be said on the other aEde^ also, that from its greater density a footer yard in depth of this hard, marble like Arttio snow would probably impede a train much mar* than an equal depth of the soft snow with which we are BO familiar but giving this all due allowanoe it is still i& favor of the polar regions, and no capitalist need hesitate to put his money into ArctiO railways en account of snow difficulties There is already a railway in Europe—in Sweden—that runs into the Arctic regions for the-puarpose of tapping districts rich in the fines* isen ores. It runs from the pert of Lulea,. in Sweden, at the head of the-Oalf of Bothnia, across the Arctic circle to' the Qellivaea mountains, where the ore® ase found.. It. is only within the last month) or two the iron horse has invaded the frigid zone for the first time, running ever this lina^ while the Hudson Bay raillmay, which has: been so generally called the American Aratio railway, at its northern terminus was over 6Q0 miles from the Arctic circle, or a little- over half way from the CanadianUnited. States boundary to the frigid wans.

KARXHUESS OP ABOXIO SNOW.

The- shortness of the two seasons*, spring and autumn, when the snow is falling, probably helps to explain why there is so little of it, at lass* in comparison with the pefwlar ideai regarding the large quantity. I know that, occasionally some Arctic writer in a desperate attempt to portray the desolation of the north speaks of the deep, deep snow coverity everything with its mournful mantlev bat in a country where* thorn are no tree* nor brush to project through the snow, covering whatever may be its depth, it is impossible for any one to tell whether that covering is afoot or forty fathoms, as far as the superficial indications are concerned, and no such a person is going to tales a ten-foot pole and go thrusting into snowdrifts to confirm his assertions for the benefit of his readers.

The peculiar bard consistency of the Arctic

snow

is due, according to Eskimo author

ity, to two reasons—the

packing

the polar gales and the action of tho extremely low temperatures of that region. At lea both of these conditions will have to be

fulfilled

before these Arctic architects

will use the fall snows for building their curious winter homes of tbat material, or probably, to. put it plainer, after enough snow has fallen to make house building safe on the side of quantity, a regular old boreal blizzard must have swep^over it and the thermometer must have had a siege of depression before they consider it fit to out into blocks and put together into houses.— Lieut Frederick Schwatka.

"There was an old man of Tobago, lived on rice, gruel and sago," be had headache so bad. After be used a bottle of Salvation Oil, he could eat roast beef and plum pudding all right.

Tbey say the winter advertisement® of houses will run somewhat in this style. A large and elegantly furnished house for rent, in easv distance of a druggist who sells Dr. Bull's Cough Syrup.

Two bottles of Ely's Cream Balmcur^d the wife of a well known U. 8. A. General and also two army officers in Arizona of Catarrh.

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For The Nervous The Debilitated The Aged

co.

PPKUWOTOW, VT.

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Electric Bitters.

This remedy is becoming so Well known and so popular as to need no speoial mention. All who have used Electric Bitters sing the same song of praise.—A purer memcine does not exist and it isf

to do all that is claimed..

Uectric Bitters will cure all diseases of the Liver and Kidneys, will remove' Pimples, Boils, Salt Rheum and other affections caused by impure blood. Will drive Malaria from the system as well as cure all Malarial fevers. For cure of Headache. Constipation and Indigestion try Electrio Bitters. Entire satisfaction guaranteed or money refunded. Prioe 60 cts. and $1.00 per bottle at Carl Krietenstein, s. w. corner 4th and Ohio streets.

Backlen'a Arnica Salve.

INFANTILE SKIN DISEASES

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Our oldest chIM, now nix years of age, whea an Infant six months old was attacked with a virulent, malignant skin disease. AU or* dlnary remedies Calling, we called our family physician, who attempted to cure it bat It spread with almost lnereditlble rapidity, «n-, til the lower portion of the little fellow's person, from the miriUUe of his back down tohis knees, was one solid rash, ugly, painful, blotched, and maltetous. We had no rest at night, no peace by day. Finally, we were advised to try the Cuttenra Remedies. The ef-' feet was simply marvelous. In three orftMr* weeks a complete euro was wrought, leaving" the little fellow's person as white ana healthy as though he had never been attacked. In my opinion your valuable remedies saved his life, and to-daqr be is a strong, healthy child, perfectly weli, no repetition of tho flnease havi ngever oaewred.

The Best Salve in the world forCuta»Brulse&f Sores. Ulcers, Salt Rheum, Fever Sons, Tetter, Chapped Bands, Chilblains, Coras, and all skin eruptions, and positively cures rilee," or no pay required. It Is guaranteed to giv» perfect satisfaction, or money refunded, we.' per box. For sale by Carl Krietensteta, 8. W Cor. 4th and Ohio.

GEO. B. SMITH,

Att'y at Law and Ex-Pros. Att'y, Ashland,, O. Reference: J. O. Welst, Drugglst,|Ashlan(fi,O.

THOUSANDS OF CHILDREN. Are born into the world every day with some ecsematous aftectitock, such as milk ennst, scald head, scurf, oc dandruff, sure to develops into an agonising eesema, the itching, burning and dlsfiguratdaa of which make Mile a Si prolonged torture unless properly treated*

A warm bath with. Cuticura Hoap, am exquisite Skin BeautLOer, and a single appLtoa-, tlon of Cuticura, the Great 8 kIn Cure, wlith a ', little Cuticura Resolvent, the New Wood.Pur-.:. lfler, is often sufficient to arrest the progress^ of the disease, and point to a speedy audi per-t' manent cure.

Hence, no mother who loves her childoren.X' who takes pride la. their beauty, purity, and health, and in beste-wlng upon them a ohAMV greatest lnherltaoMey—a skin without a Diem lsh, and a txxty nourished by pure bboo&r —should fall to make trial Of the Cuttaarti Remedies.

Cuticura Remedies are sold everywhere.

Price, Cuticura. 60 cents Resolvent* »1.00s ,y Soap, 25 cents. FrejMred by the Potter Drugs and Chemical Co., Hon ton, Mass. Mend for ''How to Uure Skin Diseases." 04 pagesv&t lustrations, and 100 testimonials. RIRV'S

Bcalp preserved and beau

DAD1 0 tided by Cuticura Medicated!@oap.

Constitutional Catarrh.

No single disease has entailed mow suffering or hastened the breaking up of the constitution than Catarrh. The sense ti smell, of taste, of sight,of hearing, tho human voire, the mind,—on* or more, and sometimes nil, yield to its destructive influence. The poison it distributes throughout the swotem

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tacks every vital force, and breaths up the most robust of constitutions. Ignored, because but little understood, by meet physicians, lmpotently assailed by qmacks and charlatans, those suffering from It have little hope to be relieved of It this side of the grave, it is time, then, that the proper treatment of this terrible disease by remedies within the reach of all passed into hands at once competent and trustworthy. The new and hlth« erto untried method adopted by Dr. 8anford in the preparation of his RADICAL CUKK has won the hearty approval of thousands. It la Instantaneous In affbrding relief in all head colds, sneezing, snuffling and obstructed breathing, and rapidly removes the most oppressive symptons, clearing the head, sweetening the breath, restoring the semees of smell, taste and hearing, and neutralising the constitutional tendency of the disease torards the lungs, liver and kidneys.

Banford's Radical Cure consints of one bottle of the Radical Cure, one box of Catarrhal Solvent, and one Improved Inhaler price 11.

POTTKR DBUQ A CHSMICAL Co., BOSTOH.

KIDNEY PAINS, Strains and Weaknesses,

Relieved In one minute by that marvelous Antidote to Pain. Inflammation and Weakness, the Cuticura Antl-I'aln Plasters. The first and only pain-killing strengthening plaster. Especially adapted to In

stantly relieve and speedily cure Kidney and Uuerlne Pains and Weakness. Warranted vastly superior to all other piaster*. At all druggists. 26 cents five for 11.00, or, postage

eo,

Potter Drug and Chemical Co., BosMass. GRATEFUL—COMFORTING.

Epps's Cocoa

BRXAKFA0T.

"By a thorough knowledge of the natural

Cocoa, Mr^Epps has provided our breakfast tables with a delicately flavored beverage which may save us many heavy doctors' bills. It Is by the Judicious use of such articles of diet that a constitution may be gradually built up until strong enough to resist every teftdency to disease. Hundreds of subtie maladies are floating around us ready to attack wherever there is a weak point. We may escape many a fatal shaft by keeping ourselves well fortifled with pure blood and a nourished frame."—{Civil Service te.

Made simply with boiling water or milk Sold only in half pound tins by groom, la* beled thus: JAMES Bpjftr* CO-

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