Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 19, Number 4, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 14 July 1888 — Page 7

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

INTUITIONS.

Tew Bttle tboogbt 1 la uw clear btoe eyea Tby eouTa radectad deptba of toft to aeet Yet, ob, Uw trembling thrill of glad mrpclee

To know, to feet, tbat lore waa all for mat For thy dur «r«i nroM All that thy worda ooooealed.

At dunk I Mt befora tte Dni^bCi glow. And felt warmth not born of k* briitit flam* OUda o'er my cheek aod Uuvxucb nay being flow—

A warmth of Joy, with Jwt a ting* of iham^ That 1 ahould read love's sign la that deep gaaa of Utfoe.

yet my heart ksowa—accuse It as I wfO It whispers o'er and o'er the troth to me I/ I cannot hash Its trembling, passionate thrQU

And so I yield It, oh. my lore, to theel Knowing that aooa or late That Is its certain fata

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Oh, yea, thy words were burning full of fire, As bending o'er me, with my hands In thin* Thou swept swift nagera o'er the charmed lyre,

Wboee strings respood to true lore's slightest sign. But, ah! DO answering thrill

Rewarded all thy skill

I listened thralled, until my eyes I raised The truth of all thy rows In thine to read The spell was broken, and 1 stood amased—

Ah, no I thou mlgbtst forever beg and plead, StUl would thy cold, dark eye Give all thy words the lie! —Annie Weld Edsoa.

IRENE.

It was all settled. John and I were to be married in the autumn, and I haa received my mother's consent to my going to board In Philadelphia for a few weoka, to buy my trouaaeau. Irene de Berghem was to go with me, as she also —I never liked to think of Irene'* engagement—it seemed such a half-hearted a a

Now, John aud I had fallen In love with each other at tirst sight—met a few times on the skating pond, walked home togother in the moonlight, and, then, with the glad consent of all our relations, concluded to take one another for better and for worse. But Irene—ahe was Infinitely prettier than I—very emotional very romantic and her finance was fifty years old, bald, and her father's most intimate friend. A "family arrangeniont," they called it, and Irene, who, with all her love of fun and zest of life, was shy and timid, submitted to the extraordinary decree. It maddens me now, when I remember how these old people plotted to sell their child. "all for her own good." Hut French people are so iueor! ,,

I was vory glad that an old friend of uiy mother s, dear Mrs. Thayer, who was boarding in Philadelphia, bad offerred to take charge of us. It would be so much pleasanter Ito have her to consult with, about shops and other things. Morever, two young girls alone, would bo open to remarks, papa said. We were in fine spirits when wo reached the "City of Brotherly Love." Mrs. Thayer met us, and took us to her boarding place, whero she had socured for us a cheerful, «unny little room, closo to her own.

In a fow days we folt quite at home every one waa so kind, and all the people In the house were so pleasant. There was an old navy ollicer, who sat opposite to Ms the table, and a young married ouple, very much absorbed in one another and in the rooms just beyond ours a brother aud Mister lived—the brother, young, fair, with a frank and winning*smile the sister older, stout, with mum, near-sighted eyes, and evidently deaf. Nice looking you would call them both. We often met in the narrow entry, and I noticed that the brother looked at Irene vory intently, from under his apparently down-cast ovellds, on such occasions. Mrs. Thaj'er •lid not "know them to speak to thev had come only the day before we did, ami the sister's deafness stood in the wav of an acquaintance.

One morning, as wo wont down to breakfast, 1 noticed the brother's hat on the hall table, and girlish curiosity led mo into the indoscretlon of taking It up to soe If his name was Inside of It. SureIv—both name and address stared me In tho face. John Athlin, of Milton, Mass. —my John's name—my John's cousin, I felt positive, for ho had often spoken of him to me. Ah, yes—it was all quite lear to me now, but I would say nothing—only as time wont by, mystifying them a ltltlo, Just for the fun of doing no. I swore Ireno over to secrecy, and wo kept our own council only I wrote to John, of course, and told him about

I ought to toll you here, that before we started fromjhome, Irene ok off her engagement ring, aud hid It away in her iosk. "I want for one* to feel /ra\" she said, "to make believe free"—and though it soemod to mo a little whimsical on her part, to talk so,she had n^ver openly rebelled against the marriage her parents had planned for her, I promised to speak to no on© of her engagement—not even to tell dear Mrs. Thayer why the young lady had so much shopping to do.

A*s the days went by, I occasionally «poke of Jolin to Irene, at the table, loud euough for the other John to hear bw. Ho Always seeded absorbed in his own thoughts, but one evening his sister apoke to us. "My brother," she said, "fancies that you are the Miss Koreythe who is engaged to his cousin, Mr. John

Athlin, of Mltton. When he heard you mention his name tho other day, he wrote to his cousin Carrie—*Mi. John Athlln's sUtef.aod the^T aU burftt Into a laugh, for Carrie was my John's aister, of course.

After that we became quite intimate. Mis* Athlin was a charmlug person, saving the deafness, and just old enough to make a delightful chaperon Tor us. Hoar Mrs. Thayer was very content to let her assume the role, for, to an eldeHt lady, night-seeing is generally a bore, and nattnrally, we wanted "to see everything," while in Philadelphia.

I wa*» particularly glad to make her acquaintance, as my John had always apoken of her as his favorite cousin, so I £rem*raUv contrived lo walk with far, and Irene and the other John walked ahead of us, or behind us.

I was to much occupied with my shopping, mv new friend, and my letters to and from home, that I paid very little heed to Irene, those leafy June days. She *M«n«d happy a^»lrd, was always iiy to go anywhere, wad wore her pn w»t gowns every dar. I often noticed at her neck or flower* that my new friend^ bmtber had given to her, hot the idefc that they m&mt anything. never came into my head. Miss AthUn, however* it afterwards appeared. was more observing she mast have noticed thekrowtng flight of John, in the lovely girl4* young creatures, aa I have aiftc* remembered, were ve ahy before oa, and I often surprised whilom light-hearted

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that John Athlin took of Irene, holding on to her slender arm, as if afraid that, haying left the earth so for below her, she would leave it still further, and fly sway from him altogether. Into the blue of the sky. There is always a little worship in a young man's first love, I think, and Irene «u his first love, as I have since learned.

One night we parted as usual, promising ourselves the pleasure of going to the navy yard, the next day, ander the escort of the old navy officer, who bad persuaded Mrs. Thayer to join us on that excursion. Irene was unusually silent and abstracted, it seemed to me. She was along time undressing and a long time combing out her beautiful auburn hair. Then she knelt down to pray, and I thought I heard a stifled sob but I was drifting into dream-land, and I may have been mistaken. When we all met at breakfast, I fancied that Miss Athlin looked almost sternly grave. A letter lay open beside her, and she frequently glanced from it to me, and from me to Irene.

We started for the navy yard, however, and were soon walking among the great guns and listening to the chip, chip, of the workmen, who were so busy od the huge skeleton ships, making them sea-worthy. It was a beautiful, Dright day and the water sparkled and shimmered in the sunshine. How it all oomes back to mo as I write!

I never knew quite when or how it happened, but Miss Athlin fell behind the reet of us with Irene, while I seemed left to the polite, if somewhat reluctant, care of her brother. It went on so, all through the morning, until we returned home. Then glancing at Irene's face, as she flew past me to our room, I felt convinced that something painful had taken place. I was going to follow her, when Miss Athlin laid ner hand on my arm. It was a soft, dimpled band, but its pressure was very firm, and I did not dare to resist the entreaty that Its grasp conveyed to my mind. "Will you come into my rtKra for a moment?' she said, pleadingly her large

I with reproachful 'I have something

nearsighted eyes raised with reproachful wistfulness to mind. to say to you."

I followed her in some bewilderment, my heart throbbing uncomfortably. "Sit down, will you?" She spoke with grave civility. "I am going away by the next boat for Boston, and I may not have another chance to tell you my side of the story. You must have seeuj as I did, that my poor John was becoming infatuated with your little friend. Why did you not tell us that she is engaged to be married? I saw no ring on her finger, and she seemed so light-hearted, so childish, so different from a woman whose thoughts are occupied with love, that, until I received this morning a letter from my cousin Carrie, I had no idea of such a thing. It was cruel of you, Miss Forcythe—cruel of you, who are happy in your future prospects, to allow those poor children to wander into such a fool's parndise. A word to me, in time, might have saved them all this pain. Nou\ thore is only one course for us to pursue. I must tell John the truth, and we must leave here at once."

I burst Into tears. I had grown to love the mild, fair gentlewoman, who was sitting in judgement on my selfish curlessness. "Thev will get over it in time," I sobbed I "They are so young." "John will, no doubt, get over It in time,'' she answered gently." "But his feelings are very deep, and I would— Oh, what would I not have done, to spare him this disappointment!" And there was a quiver in her voice, and tears in thoso calm, near-sighted eyes, that heretofore had seomed to me so passionless. "lie is all that I have and I am all that he has," she continued half apologetically. "We have lost all the others. Now I must go to him, so I will bid you goodby, nudlr-and—some day—say to Irene that I forgave her, and that I hope she will bo nappy."

Irene did not go down stairs ai?ain that day—nor did r. The next morning at breakfast two emply seais confronted us, and it took all Irenes pride, and my conscious innocotiue, to enable us to look on tbein with composure. Dear Mrs. Thayer made somo wild guesses as to the probable reason of our friends suddon doparture,and joked poor little Irene about her red eyes and pale choeks. "But It will come out all right," chuckled the ignorant old ltdy. "I never saw id all my life a man more in love. Keep up your hearts girls we will soon have theiu back again. Why, I remember when Mr Thayer—"

But why do I repeat all this foolish nonsense! It only turned the knife in my poor Irene's wou nd. She crept about iu a scared sort of a way her face as pale as a sheet, her hands as cold as ice and I remember that she held onto my dross as we walked together that dav, as if I could save her from something from fierxrlf, perhaps.

How am I to tell what happened next. A steamer run into at night. Eight pas them a Mr. sengors lost. Among them a Mr. aud M«ss Athlin, supposed to be a brother and sister Oh, the woe of it! Hardly out of our sight, and gone so far—so far of our poor humanbeyond the reach

At first Ireno was stunned: then followed days of tears and self-reproach self- reproach that found an echo in my heart, alas! But by the time that our parents called us home, a dead, dull calm had fallen unou our grief, aud we resolved to keep sileut—silent tJtrgrave. Oh, the deep meaning of that expression to us! For what good could come of baring our hearts to the scrutiny of the world? "But some rfay I will tell John all about It," was my mental reservation. Irene, I felt sure would forever remain dumb. Mv poor John mourned the loss of his cousins very sincerely. I had to listen to endless panegyric® on their virtue*, Oh, they were—they truly were most levelv In their lives and it seeihs well to me*that In death they were not divided, so dreary must it be to go on that longeet of all journeys alone.

As the summer waned, Irene caught a severe cold that settled on her lung*. She had not seemed as strong as usual through the warm weather a trifle thin and pale, aud rather listless. Her wedding had to be pnt off, but John and 1 were married junt as the frost set in. A few davs before this great event took place I*went to bid her good-by. She too ill for us to expeet to nee her at the church. A racking cough kept her confined to the bouse mo«t of the time. She was sitting In her favorite chair by the window, and as soon aa she saw me coming up the garden path she kissed her band and smiled with all her old brightness. But very frail seemed that Mtue hand as I held itin rai#e»fMf minutes later. We talked about my plans and my prospect*, until It was almoet Ume for me to go, then suddenly she said: "Mag, it I shoald never see you again, a- if—end If—" something in her eyes a nedU»*ndttes«n«ef»aefor her, *nd convey its meat to my brain.

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must never repi^-h yourself," she continued very eawftatly and In a stifcnger rdtee* "for having kept my secret about my ring end my angigufnenU yon know." She was looking straight at me, with deer, honeat exf, Jiut I could not,

I kissed her silently and left the house, too moved for words. What does It matter when or how I heard oi her death! It is her living face that comes back to me as the years go on, though for a while her death cast a shadow on my remembrance of her. Gentle, loving, perfected through suffering, she followed those other two into the silent land. May they not have met in that far-ofl country that sometimes seems so near?

As for me and my John we were content to remain in thix world so long as we can tread it together, I told him the whole history of our visit to Philadelphia not long since, and he— Well! he kissed my tears away, silly thing, and in doing so he lifted a great load from my breast. But I never see a young girl who reminds me of Irene without feeling a tug at my heart, and a wistful desire to help her in some way and once I met almost her very counterpart but for a slight difference of coloring, under such peculiar and interesting circumstances, that I cannot refrain from telling the story. I am not superstitious, but it has seemed to me sometimes that God vouchsafed me this special chance to undo, vicariously, some of the evil caused by my giriish thoughtlessness md indiscretion.

I was sitting in the reception room of large New York hotel waiting for a -hower to pass by, when my attention *vas drawn to a slight young girl, neatly ••ut insufficiently clothed (it was early a backward spring), who was nervoustying up a parcel that she had just pened7 and furitivelv wiping away ith her worn cotton gloves tears that, evertheless, trickled slowly down her lieeks. "How like Irene!" 1 thought uy heart swelling. "How very like irenesheis!"

Just then a pompous servant walked •.p to her, saying, "Mrs. Smyth is busy, tnd cannot see you for two ar three nours." "Not for two or three hours? But she told me to come at ten, and it is only just ten, now!" The servant made no reply, and quietly withdrew, his duty done.

Irene's voice! All my sympathy went out to the child for a child sb© seemed to me, sitting there, sorrowful, irressolute, passing her hands over her eyes, in a bewildered way. She appeared to shrink, from my, perhaps, too steady gaze, so, to reassure her, and to break the embarrassing silence, I spoke. "It is very disagreeable to be kept waiting*" "Yes," she answered despondently, "and I do not know how I can come back In two hours, I live so far off." "But ®ou might wait here," "Oh! can I?" she exclaimed, her coun tenance brightening. "Then I will for I must see this lady."

The shower was over, and I got up to go on my way, but before I reached the outer door a longing to see the girl again, and to hear per story, drew me back to the little reception room. She was still sitting by the table, now weeping unrestrainedly her hat thrown slightly back and her bair, of the true saintly color, shining round head as the light caught it, like a halo. '.l "Tell me what is the matter. I may be able to help you," I said very gently, so as not to startle her. She lifted her large hazel eyes to my face, and unwrapping her little parcel, eobbed. "Look! It is broken. I am afraid that Mrs. Smyth will not like it. I fell as I got out of the horse cars, and when I undid the paper I found it so." She pointed to a crack that divided the exquisitely painted tile in two. "Did you paint that I asked. "Yes. Mrs. Smyth ordered it. and I also had these photographs tO color for her. Ihcy are all right but I needed the money fbr the tile to pay my bp&£d. I will be turned out if it is not pnlu before the day after to-morrow, and what will become of me!" The thin nervous hands trembled as they drew tho paper over the luckless piece of .bric-a-brac. "Have you no friends to go to?" "I am a stranger in New York," she answered sadly. "I have no friend# anywhere," she added, with a glance of dehauce, though the voice waspleading. That voice! Irene's voice!—affected me deeply. "If." I said, half ashamed of my weak credulity, prudence whispering that the girl's story was suspioious, and that she was, probably, unworthy of help— "if I gavo you an order to color some photographs for me, and advanced you some money now, would It be—?" "Oh, thank you," she Interrupted, gratefully, her faoe quivering with emotion. "You do not know what it would be to mo." She shuddered, and drew her scanty black shawl tighter across her chest. For the first time, I noticed how hectic was the swiftly varying bloom on her cheeks, how hollow her occasional cough. "well, here Is about what the value of tho tilo would have been," I continued, drawing out my porte-monnate, "and if you will meet me, at ten o'clock to-mor-row morning, at the 'Exchange for Woman's Work,' 329 Filth avenue, I will give you the photographs, and we may find something more for you to do."

But the next morning, though I was faithful to my appointment and waited two hours for the girl to-appear, she did not come. "An impostor, no doubt," I had to own to myself, and thought .thfc recollection of her face and voice still

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In the handsome rooms of onr president, where many weary-hearted women t**re found atnifort and encouragement, where many plans have been made to auccor the hopetese and helpless, heard the history of Irene's counterpart. A little Southern girl, brought up on a lonely plantation ana taught accomplishments, out little teeidto. When her father died

a woman in every way unfit to brio* her up. The stepmother married agaip, in the course of time, a hard drinker, a gambler, a man of dissolute habits, and out of a nome that had become Rule better than a loathsome jait, the child escaped, wandering friend leas from town te town teaching painting here, giving a few precarious dancing leseens there selling her fancy work when she could, until, at feat* eh* reached New York, ttie goal of her dreams, the citv of wealth. Ah# where *or£ and sympathy a' md. Alas! alas! poor little thing, she sank into deeper tnUwry than aver, in the ed, ill Jlfffmeifwi pennilessf ahe •olve^to arofriutarsep, itfanid Into

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reciting a lesson learned by heart ont of the book of human weakness and pain, in the long, sleepless nights. "It has all been for the beet," she repeated. I was a very allly little thing, before—before— I knew nothing of life. I did not even understand myself. One learns a great deal through sorrow, when one has as much time to think over things as I have had, all these lonely days."

the streets, when you met her," concluded Mrs. Choate. "And, now, what can we do for her?"

I need not go into the details of Mary Clay's gradual rehabilitation among respectable people. A good her, by the ma

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found for Exchange. in abundance, and that beet of all earthly blessings, work. She was very ill for a time—she had gone through so much— but as the months flew by, her cheeks filled out, her cough was heard no more, and a happy, busy little woman flitted from brown stone house to brown stone house, giving lessons for which she was amply remunerated.

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It was always a sorrowful joy for me to see her. An! my Irene, my Irene, I thought, who could have dreamed that your thoughtlessly leaving your ring in your desk, that my indiscreetly looking Into a gentleman's hat, would bring abont the death of two people—your own demise, and the redemption of a soul as precious in God's eyes as either yours or mine.

Indeed we do "see darkly" in this world, so all the more it behooves us to walk on the broad highway of duty, where we will be less apt to stumble, than in the pleasant byways of caprice and fancy.

Horsford'a Acid Phosphate. If you are Nervsus, and cannot sleep, try It.

Cattle Retaining to Savagery. There was, however, always an element of mystery about these herds of cattle There were times when the gentlest old family cow became frightful. Sometimes, when lying under a little tree, my horse feeding at my side, I would hear a wild savage roar, a long drawn, powerful, raucous note, ending with an upward burst, bistantly to be followed by other and fiercer roars. I spring into the saddle, for I know what that means. Some restless ranging steer has found a trace of blood. Looking out on the prairie, 1 see the herd running swiftly toward the solitary warrior, wno, with nose held to the ground, with open mouth and curling tongue, is voicing the roused savagery within him.

The whole herd is transformed from a lazily feeding and sleeping com cows to a drove of Infuriated rushing and crowding, roaring and bawling, fighting, struggling In a thick mass toward ana around a common center. They paw the dust or toss flakes of the sod in the air eyes roll in white fury, feet trample, and throughout all that thrilling, frightful, hair uplifting, bawUng roar, never heard at other times. Is emitted by old and young, till you imagine

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ourself in tho midst of a aen of mad Any one who has seen this most marvelous return to savagery or heard that sound can never forget it or confuso It with any other sight or sound. At such times we kept aloof, even when well mounted, till their rage waa over. I have seen a similar return to the savage state in swine, when, in response to the grunting roar of a dam answering the squeal of a little pig, the whole herd of lazv porkers would fly at their feeder, reaay to tear him to pieces.—Hamlin Garland in Ameran a a in

Laughing Gas Instead of Ice. One bright May day of last year a South Side man took a Jumping toothache to a dentist's. After the pain was relieved he spent an hour in looking around among tno curious and Ingenious Instruments. Particularly was he interested in the ar-r&nK«merJ*-fbr administering the nitrous oxide, or "laughing gas," as it is more popularly called. He noticed the forma tion Of Ice particles caused by the intense cold produced by the evaporation of the gas and it recalled the almost forgotten physics of his high school days.

He thought about the matter and then Invested |4 in an iron cylinder containing 100 gallons of the gas—In the condensed form, of course. Tak&g this home, he cleaned up his old ice b»x of the summer before and built up the gas cylinder underneath. He made connection with the ice box through a short copper pipe and regulated the supply with a stopcock. Then be provided for a free circulation of gas through the box, and with ajimlet bored a conplfbf escape holcsv Then he was ready to test its efficiency^ A box of strawberries left there over night waa found next morning frozen solid. Then he gave his stopcock a twist and diminished the supply. That was better, and in a few days the refrigerator was in good working order. It was neat, clean, and ueeded little attention, and its cost was lust one-third the cost of the Ice that had been used during the same length of time

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elded to the impulse of the moment, than a Week went by, and I bad al^ most forgotten the episode, In more absorbing Interests, when I received a note from Mrs. Choate, the noble president of the "Exchange." "I wish that you would oome and talk over with me what we can do for the young girl who came to us witbyour card this morning," she wrote. "Her story Is lingular one, and I feel deeply Interested in her. Illness prevented her from keeping her appoints tuent with you. When can I see you

previous. And tills summer the ice box without ice.—Chi-

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Are you weak and weary, overworked and tired? Hood's Sarsaparllla is just the medicine to purify your blood and give you strength.

Popular Lectures In America. In one sense the popular lecture is not as deeply rooted as a number of "institutions" we ooold mention, hut It Is nevertheless a "Yankeo Institution." We do not have a score of lectures in a winter season attracting crowds of people to lyceums, bat the platform is not vacant. In hundreds of small towns the popular

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*ment. Tho humorists are always in demand. The order la always represented. When one wit dies another takes his place. Joeh BUHngs was not' In request more than Bill fKye or Bttrdett® Is today.

One' thing in notk-cable. The {popular lecture must^ofc be tooTnSfruWltfe. Your American audience does not vearn for Information. A very little substance goes a long, way, and a trifle too rnoeh wfB thin out the largest audienoe. lite popular locturer today must be a new man, or be must entertain. The average audience does not caro apenny for a gifted or cultivated man. They wast somebody who or their rare, bnt It found New

possesses peculiarities that atouee, whose oddities and ideas appeal to sir sense of humor. The "fits" are bnt It Is curious to note that when they are appreciated from Maine to

Mexico.—PitM»borg

Small Women Bm Allowed to Vote!

The question of female suffrage has agitated the tongues and pens of reformers for many jean, and good arguments have been adduced for and agaltist It. Many of the softer eex could vote intelligently, and many would rote as their husbands did, and gtve ao thouglb te the merits of a political issue. They would all vote for Dr. Pierce's Favorite Perscrtptfon, for they know it is a boon to their aex. It to unequaled for (U eare of leaoorrbee, abnormal discharges, morning sickness, and the countless ills to which' women are subject. It Is the only remedy for woman's neeutyu- weaknesses ami ailments, sold by druggists, positive guarantee from the "1 giveaattefaewUl be rathe wrapper

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u+pmwm AdriM to Tonne orators. The best thing for a young man who desires to become a successful public speaker to do Is to join a debating society. Here be should take part in two kinds of .debate: one requiring elaborate preparation as leading speaker and the other without preparation, but still as one of the chief disputants. He should also hear all the famous speakers of the day and study their style and method of presenting their subjects. He should endeavor to discern the thoughts which produce effects and also bring out whatever may be suggested to his own mind. If he has the stuff in him In time a method of correctly expressing himself will result. If he has not got the faculty, as soon as he finds this out he would do well to abandon his efforts to become a speaker for otherwise he becomes a slavish imitator of some speaker and proves a failure.

I don't believe any successful speaker could tell how he became successful or what was the element of his success while he is sure footed, every effort Is nevertheless an experiment. But for a man to bo a good ordinary speaker—expressing himself well without attempting to bo an orator—to be able to give nis views to a society, address a meeting of citizens, tho people of a church or similar gatherings, the debating society gives facility of and confidence on one's foot.—New

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The Old Fashioned Clay Pipe. The old white clay pipe is coming once more into fashion. It is said by experts and physicians that much of the danger of smoking is in the use of old pipes, which become saturated with nicotino. If smoking is to hold its own against the hard things said about it, it must conform in some degree to sanitary conditions. An old pipe Is probably as dangerous as a package of old greenbacks. It would hardly be considered wise to put the latter in one's mouth. It is Dad enough to handle them. Tho clay pipe, however, will soak up nicotine so fast that it is dangerous to use it over one dozen times. Its frangibllity is, therefore, a good quality. It will break before it poisons you. On the while, is not the wiser policy to keep a little farther away from the danger of nicotino poisoning?— —Globe-Democrat.

The Man 1 euro for Gentlemen. There area great many gentlemen who do their own manicuring and do it well, but there area great many, I notice, who do not. I was at a whist party the other evening, and as I ran up stairs to removo my wraps a gentleman came in a little late and was rcproached for his tardiness by a gentleman cousin. "Well, conldn't get here a mlnote sooner. I had to go and be manicured, don't you know. It wouldn't do for mo to sit at a tablo with such horns on my fingers. Don't they glisten now?" and he looked with admiratiou at his digits. His cousin looked at his own nails find found that they wero anything but shiny—and knew that ho would be at the samo table and that they would invito comparison. Doubtless ho felt llko oxclalming with Koko: "Here's a how do do."—Buffalo News.

Tlielr Business Booming.

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You are feeling depressed, your aprctite is poor, you are bothered with Headache, you are fidgetty, nervous, and generally out of sorts, ana want to braca up. Brace up, but not with stimulants, spring medicines, or bitters, which have for their basis very cheap, ba$ whiskey, and which stimulate you for an bout, and then leave you in worse condition than before. What you want is an alternative that will purify your blood, start healthy action of Liver and Kid ney, restore your vitality, and give renewed health and strength. Such a medicine you will find in Electric Bitters, and only 50 cents a bottle at Carl Krietenstein Drug Store, s. w. cor. 4th and Ohio. __________________

Bucklen's Arnica Salve.

The Best Salve In the world for Cuts, Bruises, Bores, Ulcers, Bait Rheum. Fever Sores, Tetter, Chapped Hands, Chilblains, Corns, and all skin eruptions, and positively cures Piles, or no pay required. It is guaranteed to give perfect satisfaction, or money refunded. 25c. per l*x. For sale by Carl Krietenstein, S. W Cor. 4th and Ohio.

Inherited

Diseases.

ta the realm of disease the fscts of hsrltaaos an most nnmerons aad are daily eceumulattng. Bun, alss, they become »er» rlble, fateful and overwhelming. Ho (act of Batore Is more pregnaut with awful meaning the fact of the Inheritance of dlsesse. It insets the physician on his dally roands, paralysing hi* art and Siting Mo wtth dismay. The legend of the ancient Greeks pictmres the Furies as panning *.-m- Dsn generation to generation, tendering them desolate. The rules still ply their work of terror aad death, hat they are not now clothed la the gart of aQperstS tkm, bnt appear In the mere lateUlgfble bat Bo less awful form of hereditary disease.

Modern science, which has maminated s» many dark em urn* of nature, has shed a fcew tight oa the omtaoos words of the acilptnrss, "The slas of the fathers shan be eWted upon tbeehlMm onto the third aad fearth generation." Instance* of hereditary glasses abound, fifty per eeat. of eases at consumption, that fearfal destroyer of faint. Itss, of cancer and serofnla, ran In families through tahefttancd. tmanltyls hereditary ta a marked degree hat, fortanately, Hka tnany oflMf hereditary dues*!*, tends wear Itself oat, the stock beeoasteg extinct, 4 distU«uUbed scientist trnly says: "Ve organ or texture eC the body Is eoonpt tan

the

ehaaee of befeg the sshfeet of hereditary dtoaase." Probably mete eHronfe dlaaassa. which permanently m*Bfy the Nraetan aad of the body, an men or lew Stable «e he HherlsedL The Important aad

fkels-afreetlBg so powerffeflyflM eC fadrrtduals and Caaittas and tteeoHectl*e «,' wettaie of the aaMcB arcefrrioos to tsflw UK add* and the best means to* prere*»-,f tag or enrtng these diseases Is a subject of

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THE GREAT TRIAL.

Before the Bar of Enlightened Judgment.

A Voice from Connecticut

OFFICE OF A. SQUIRES A SOX, Wholesale Oyster and Provision Dealers Xos. 33 to 43 Market Street.

HARTFORD, CONN., Feb. 23, 1887.

Gentlemen: Your medicines are used to quite an extent by many of my friend* ana they givo theuest of satisfaction in all ca&es. Yours truly,

ALVIN SQUIRES.

In the great trial before the bar of pubopinion, the Scientific Remedies of R. C. Flower stand peerless and alone. They cure when physicians aud all popular remedies are powerless. They are the fruit of scientific study, exhaustive research, and groat experience.

The above letter, coming from so wellknown and reliable a source, speaks volumes yet it is but one of thousands of similar communications that are pouring upon us from all directions.

Dr. R. C. Flower's Liver and Stomach Sanative Is a never-failing cure for all forms of disorded or torpid liver, for dyspepsia, indigestion, malassimHation. It is tho best Spring Remedy for general debility and lassitudo ever prescribed.

Only 81.00 a bottle. For sale bv your druggist, who, on application, will presont you with a copy of our magnificent Formula Book, free.

Tlie R.C. Flower Med. Co.

1762 "Washihgton at, Boston, Mass.

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