Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 19, Number 6, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 28 July 1888 — Page 2

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This remarkably interesting story was commenced in The Mall July 7tb.

CHAPTER XII.

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Melbourne society was greatly agitated over the hansom cab murder. Before the assassin bad been discovered it bad been looked upon as a common murder, and one that society need take no cognizance of beyond the fact that it was something new to talk about But now the affair was assuming gigantic proportions, since the assassin had been discovered to be one of the most fashionable young men in Melbourne. Airs. Grundy was shocked and openly talked about having nourished a viper in her bosom, which bad turned unexpectedly and stung her. In Toorak drawing rooms and Melbourne clube the matter was talked about morn, noon and night, and Mrs. Grundy declared positively that she never heard of such a thing. Here was a young man, well bora—"the Fitzgerald, my dear, an Irish family, with royal blood in their veins"—well bred—"most charming manners, I assure you, and so very good looking," and engaged to one of the richest girls in Melbourne—"pretty enough, madam, no doubt, but he wanted her money, sly dog." And this young man, who had beun petted by the ladies, voted a good fellow by the men and was universally popular, both in drawing room and club, had committed a vulgar murder—it was truly shocking.

As to Mr. Felix Rolleston, it was a time of great joy to him, knowing as be did all the circumstances of the case and the dramatis pentonos. When any now evidence came to lifcht, Rolleston was the first to know all alout it, and would go round to his friends and relate it with certain additions of his own, which rendered it more piquant and dramatic. But wheu asked his opinion as to tho guilt of the accused he would shake his head sagaciously, and bint that both he and his dear friend Calton—he knew Calton to nod to—could not moke up their minds upon the matter. "Fact is, don't you know," observed Mr. Rolleston, wisely, "there's more in this than meets the eye, and all that sort of thingthink tectlvo fellers wrong myself—dont think Fitz killed Whyte jolly well sure he didn't"

Mr. Rolleston, however, in spite of his asseverations, had no grounds for his belief that Fitzgerald was innocont, and in his heart of hearts thought him guilty. But then he was one of thoso people who, having either tender hearts or obstinate natures—more particularly tho latter—always make a point of coming forward as champions of those in troublo with tho world at large. Thero is a proverb to the cffect that the world kicks a man when he is down but if ono half of the world does act in such a brutal manner, the other consoles the prostrate individual with half pence. Bo, taking things as a whole, though tho weight of public opinion was dead against the innocence of Fitzgerald, still he had his friends and sympathisers, who stood up for hira and declared that he had been wrongly accused.

Calton was very much annoyed at Brian's persistent rofusal to set up tho defense of on alibi, and, as ho folt sure that the young man ooulil do so, ho was anxious to find out the roason why liu would not do so. "If it's for tho sake of a woman," he said to Brian, "I don't care who she is, it's absurdly Quixotic. Self preservation is the Una law of nature, and if my neck was in danger I'd sjuiro neither man, woman nor child to save it" "I dare say," answered Brian "but if you had my reasons you might think difforently."

In his own mind the lawyer had a theory which sufficiently accounted for Brian's rofusal to answer for his doings on that night Fitxgerald had admitted that ho had an appointment on that night, and that it was with woman. Ho was a handsome fellow, and probably his morals wore no bettor than those of other young men, so Calton thought that Brian bnd some intrigue with a married woiuap, and had been with her on the night In question hence bis refusal to speak. If lie did so her name would be brought into the matter the outraged husband, whoever h* might bo, would Interpose, and the who.e affair would probably end in a divorco court "It's better for him to lose his character than his life," argued Calton, "and that woman ought to speak—it would bo hard on her, 1 admit but when a man's neck is in danger she ought to risk anything rather than see him hanged."

Full of these perplexing thoughts, Calton went down to St Kikia to have a talk with Madge over the matter, and also to see if she would help him to obtain the information he wanted. He had a great respect for Madge, knowing what a clever woman she was, and thought that, seeing Brian was so deeply in love with her, if she saw him about the matter he might be induced to confess everything.

Tho lawyer found Madge waiting anxiously to see him, and when he entered she sprang forward with a cry of delight "Oh, where have you been all this timer •lie said, anxiously, as they sat down. "1 have been counting every moment since 1 taw you last How is be—my poor darling!" "Just the same," answered Calton, taking off his gloves, "still obstinately refusing to sav« his own life. Whore's your father?" be asked, suddenly, "Out of town," she answered, impatiently. "He will not be back for a week—but what do you mean that he wont save his own lifer

Calton kaned forward, and took ber hand. "Do ytm want to save his lifer he asked. "SavehH lifer she reiterated, starting up out of her chair with a cry "God knows, I would die to save him." "PUli," nmrmuml Calton to himsalf, as he ltxvfced at her glowing fa& and out, »trvtvb*d hand*, "them women are always to exijvnw*. The fact is," be said aloud, "Fit* p.mi.1 is abte to prove an alibi, and he ro» fo*re to da stx* "But whyr

Calton siruggvd his shotildera. "That best known to hlnwrlf—some Quixotic i«hsi of honor, 1 fancy. Now, he tvfiwK* to tell a» where be was on that night perhaps be wont refuse to teB yoo—«o yen must come op and «w htm with me, and perhaps ho will recover his seams, and coofafc* -But my father," she faltered. "Did you not say be was ont of towaf* asked Calton. "Yew," hesitated Madf*. "But he told me not to px* "In that caws* «akl Calton, rising and takl» phis bat sndgkm,'1won't ask yen.* ijij laid her hand on bis arm. "Stop! wttlitdoanysoodr

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hand, there might bo some other reason, and Calton trusted to Madge to find it out With these thoughts in bis mind he turned round. "Yes," he answered, boldly, "it may save his life." "Then I will go," she answered, recklessly. "He is more to me than my father, and if I can save him, I will. Wait," and she ran out of the room. "An uncommonly plucky girl," murmured tho lawyer, as he looked out of the window. "If Fitzgerald is not a fool he will certainly tell her all—that is, of course, if he is able to —queer things these women ore—I quite agree with Balzac's saying that no wonder man couldn't understand woman, seeing that God, who created her, failed to do so."

Madge came back dressed to go out, with a heavy veil over her face. "Shall I order the carriage!" she asked, [rnlling on her gloves with trembling fingers. "Hardly," answered Calton dryly, "unlesB you want to see a paragraph in the society papers to the effect that Miss Madge Fret tlby visited Mr. Fitzgerald in jail, no—nono—we'll get a cab. Come, my dear," and taking hot' arm he led her away.

They reached the station, and caught a train just as it started, yet notwithstanding Madge was in a lover of impatience. "How slow it goes," she said, fretfully. "Hush, my dear," said Calton, laying his hand on her arm. "You will betray yourself—we'll arrive soon—and save him." "Oh, God grant we may," she said, with a low cry, clasping her hands tightly together, while Calton could see the tears falling from under her thick veil "This is not the way to do," he said, almost roughly "you'll go into hysterics soon—control yourself for his sake." "For his sake," she muttered, and, with a powerful effort of will, calmed herself. They soon arrived in Melbourne, and, getting a hansom, drove up quickly to the jail. After going through the usual formula they entered the cell where Brian was, and, when the warder jdio accompanied them opened the door, ftria tho young man seated on his bed, with H& face buried in his hands. He looked up, and, on seeing Madge, rose and hold out his hands with a cry of delight She ran forward, and threw herself on his breast with a stifled sob. For a short time no one spoke—Calton being at the other end of the cell, busy with some notes which ho had taken from his pocket, and the warder having retired. "My poor darling," said Madge, stroking back the soft fair hair from his flushed forehead, "how ill you look." "YesI" answered Fitzgerald, with a hard laugh. "Prison does not improve a mandoes

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"Don't speak in that tone, Brian," sho said "it is not like you—let us sit down and talk alnily over the matter." "I don't see what good that will do," be answered, wearily, as they sat down hand in himd. "I have talked about it to Calton till my head actios, and it is no good." "Of course not," retorted the lawyer, sharply, as ho also sat down. "Nor will it bo any good until you come to your senses, and toll us where you were on that night" "I tell you 1 cannot" "Brian, dear," said Madge, softly, taking his hand, "you must tell all—for my sake."

Fitzgerald sighed—this was tho hardest temptation he bad yet been subjected to—be folt half inclined to yield, and chance the remit—but one look at Madge's pure face steeled him against doing sa What could his confession bring but sorrow and regret to one whom be loved better than his lifel "Madge I" ho answered, gravely, taking her hand again, "you do not know what you Buk.1™ "Yea, 1 dof" she replied, quickly. "I ask you to save yourself—to prove that you are not guilty of this terrible crime, and qot to sacrifice our life for tho sake of"

Hera she stopped, and looked helplessly at Calton, for she had no idea of the reason of Fitsgerald'te refusal to speak. "For the sake of a woman," finished Col ton, bluntly. "A woman aba faltered, still holding her lover's hand. "Is—is—is that the reaaonr

Brian averted his face. "Yesl" he said, In a low, rough voice*, A sharp expression of anguish crossed ber pale face, and dnking her head on her hands, she wept biU y. Brian looked at her in a dogged kind of way, and Gallon stared grimly at them both. "Look hers," said be at length, to Brian, in an angry voice "if you want my opinion of your conduct, 1 think you're an infernal scoundrel—t-^Dg your pardon, my dear, for theexpn JO. Hera is this noble girl, who love* you with her whole heart, and is pr^r to sacrifice everything for your sake, ecr to implore you to save your Ufa, and you coolly tarn round, and acknowledge that you love neither woman."

Brian ed his bead haughtily, and his faco flushed. "Youare wtt ,"be «**. tnrnir^ round sharply "there rite ww forwl »sak» I keep silence and rising up from the bed, be pointed to Madge, as she sobbed bitterly on it

She lifted up ber haggard face with an air of surprisa. "For my «akcP sba cried, in a startled

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of me, but only of yourself better that 1 should endure misery than that you should die. 1 do not know what the secret can be, bat if the telling of it will savp your life, do not hesitate. "See," sho cried, failing on her knees, "I am at your filet—1 implort yon by all the love yon ever had -or me, aava yourself, whatever the consequences may be to me." "Madge," said Fitzgerald, as he raised bei in his arms, "at one time I might have done so, bat now it Is too late. There is anothet #tmI stronger reason for my silence, which 1 have only found out since my arrest I know that 1 am closing up the one way of escape from this charge of murder, of which I am innocent but as there is a God in heaven I swear that 1 will not speak."

There was a silence in the cell, only broken by MadgelB convulsive sobs, and even Calton, cynical man of the world though he ytns, felt his eyes grow wet Brian led Madge over to him, and placed ber in his arms, "Take her away," be said, in a broken voice, "or 1 shall forget I am a man and turning away he threw himself an his bed, and covered his face with his hands. Calton did not answer him, but summoned the warder, and tried to lead Madge away. But just as they reached the door she broke away from him, and, running back, flung herself on her lover's breast "My darling! My darlingr she sobbed, kissing him, "you shall not di& 1 will save you in spite of yourself:" and, as if afraid to trust herself any longer, she ran out of the cell, followed by the barrister.-

CHAPTER XIIL

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MADOB MAKES A DISCOVERT. Madge stepped into the cab, and Calton paused a moment to tell the cabman to drive to the railway station, when she stopped him. "Tell him to drive to Brian's lodgings te Powlett street," sho said, laying her hand on Calton's arm. "What forP asked the lawyer, in astonishment "And also to go past the Melbourne club, as I want to stop there." "What the deuce does she^meanP muttered Calton, as he gave the necessary orders and stepped into the cab. "And now," he asked, looking at his companion, who had let down her veil, while the cab rattled quickly down the street, "what do you intend to dor

She threw back her veil, and he was astonished to see the sudden change which had come over her. There were no tears now, and her eyes were hard and glittering, while her mouth was firmly closed. She looked like a woman who had determined to do a certain thing, and would carry out ber intentions at whatever cost, "1 am going to save Brian in spite of himself," sho said very distinctly. "But how "Simply this," she answered. "In the first place, I may tell you that I do not under stand Brian's statement that he keeps silence for my sake, as there are no secrets in my life that can justify him saying so, but the facts of the case are simply these: Brian, on the night in question, left our place, at St ELilda, at 11 o'clock. He told me be would call at the club to see if there were any letters for him, and then go straight home." "But ho might have said that merely as a blind."

Madgo shook her head. "No, I don't think sa I never asked him where he was going, and he told me quito spontaneously. 1 know Brian's character, and he would not go and tell a deliberate lie, especially when there was no necessity for it

The cab was just passing the Burke and Wills monument, and Calton*8 quick eya had caught a glimpse of Rolleston coming down the street on the left band side. The cab drove up to the curbing,- and Rolleston stopped short, as Calton sprang out directly in front of him. Madge lay back in the cab and pulled down ber veil, not wishing to recognised by Felix, as she knew that if be did it would soon be aD over town. "Hallo! old chap," said Rolleston, In ccosklerabkr astonishment "Where did yon spring fromr "From the cab, of course," answered Calton, with a laugh. "A kind of Dens ex machina," replied Rolleston, attempting a bad pun. "Exactly," said Calton. "Look here, Rotkstoo, do you remember tha night of Whyte's ir—you met Fitzgerald at the railway "In the train," corrected Felix. "W well no matter, you came ttp with him tu club." "Yea, and left him there." '"Did you noti if be received fey messapwL.~ he was wiu. your "Any messager repeated FVlix. "No, did not: we ns t. ...• tog':! er th «1 time, and he ue roe." "Washeir* a.vleuia laugh awfi —bat wfrr -ui '••s'21,0 ft:-trored Ca^on, getting back into the cah "I waawi a little v.uwmri*' in f: tH Wpaia next bom I aa •_». "Bet I say,* in Ftetix,»th*«2. bad all- led away.soMr. hou n!

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have been a manage for him at the dub, for be got none from the time be left your place." "And what shall we do nowr asked Madge, who, having heard all the conversation, did not trouble about questioning the lawyer about it "Find oat at the club if any letter was waiting for Him on that night," said Calton, as the cab stopped at the door of the Melbourne club. "Here we are," and with a hasty word Madge, he ran up theatepa

He went to the office of the club to find ont if any letters had been waiting for Fitzgerald, and be found there a waiter with whom be was pretty well acquainted. "Look here, Brown," said the lawyer, "do you remember on that Thursday night when the hansom cab murder took place if any letters were waiting boa for Mr. Fitzgerald "Well, really, sir," hesitated Brown. -It's so long ago that 1 almost forget"

Calton gave him a sovereign. "Oh! it's not that, Mr. Calton," said the waiter, pocketing the coin, nevenneiess. "But I really do target." "Try and remember," said Calton, shortly.

Brown made a tremendous effort of memory, and at last gave a satisfactory answer. "No, sir, there were nonel" "Are you surer said Calton, feeling a thrill of disappointment "Quite sure, sir," replied the other, confidently. "1 went to the letter rack several times tbat night, and 1 am sure there were none for Mr. Fitkgerald." "Ah! 1 thought as much," said Calton, heaving a sigh. "Stopr said Brown, as though struck with a sudden idea. "Though there was no letter came by poet, sir, there was one brought to him on that night" "Ah I" said Calton, turning sharply. "At what timeT "Just before 12 o'clock, sir." "Who brought itr "A young woman, sir," said Brown, in a tone of disgust "A bold thing, beggin' your pardon, sir: and no better than she could be. She bounded in at tho door as bold as brass, and flings oat, 'Is he inl* 'Get out,' 1 says,

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ho said, and go straight home. When he got "a letter on that nighrt, and Went to keep his appointment at the time he met Whyte." "1 knew it," cried Madgo with delight "You see, we will find it in his lodgings." "I hope so," answered Calton "but we must not be too Sanguine he may bavo destroyed it" "No, he has not," she replied "I am convinced it is thera" "Well," answered Calton, looking at her, "1 won't contradict you, for your feminine instincts have done more to discover tha truth than my reasonings but that Is often the case with women—they jump in the dark where a man would hesitate, and in nine cases out of ten land safely." "Alas for the tenth 1" said Miss Frettlby. "She has to be the one exception to prov»the rule."

to the club he found a letter there, which caused bint tS alter his mind." "But who did be receive the letter from?" "Can't you guessf" she said, impatiently. "From the person, man or woman, who wanted to see him and reveal this secret nbout me, whatever it is. He got the letter at his club and went down Collins street to meet the writer. At the corner of the Scotch church he found Mr. Whyte, and on recognizing him loft in disgust and walked down Russell street to keep his appointment" "Then you dout think be came backP-' "I am certain he did not, for, as Brian told you, there are plenty of young men who wear the same kind of coat and hat as he doea Who the second man who got into the cab was 1 do not know, but I will swear that it was not Brian." "And you are going to look for that letter "Yes, In Brian's lodgings." "He might have burnt itn "He might have done a thousand things, but be did not," she answered. "Brian is the most careless man in the world he would put the letter into his pocket, or throw it into the waste paper basket and never think of it again." "In thiscase he did, however." "Yes, he thought of the conversation be had with the writer, but not of the letter itself. Depend upon it, we will find it in his H«it1 or in one of the pockets of the clothes he wore that night" "Then there's another thing," said Calton, thoughtfully. "The letter might have been delivered to him between the Elizabeth street railway station and the club." "We soon oat about that," an* swered Madge "for Mr. Rolleston was with him rt that tinia" "SobewtM,"answered Calton "and ho* is KoUestoo coming down the street. Well ask him now."

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you won't,' says she 'You'll give him that,' and she shoveaa tetter in my handa 'Who's himf I asks. «1 dimao.' she answers. 'It's written there, and I can read give it him at once.' And then she clears out before 1 could stop her." "And the letter was for Mr. Fitzgerald "Yes, sir, and a precious dirty letter it was,too." "You gave it to him, of courser "I did, sir. He was playing carcfsr and he put it in his pocket, after having looked at the outside of it, and went on with his game." "Didnt he open

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She had in a great measure recovered her spirits, and seemed confident that she would save her lover. But Mr. Calton saw that ber nerves were strung up to the highest pitch, and tbat it was only ber strong will that kept her from breaking down altogether. "By Jove," he muttered, in an admiring tone, a* be watched her, "she's a plucky girl, and Fitzgerald is a lucky man to have a woman like tbat in love with him."

They soon arrived at Brian's lodgings, and the door was opened by Mrs. Sampson, who looked very disconsolate indeed. The poor cricket had been blaming herself severely for the information she had given to the false insurance agent, and the floods of tears which she had wept had apparently bad an effect on her physical condition, for she crackled less loudly usual, though her voice was as shrill as ever. "That sich a thing should *ave *appened to 1m," she wailed, in her thin, higb voica. "An' me tbat proud of 1m, not *avin' any family of my own, except (me as died an* went up to «eav1ng arter is father, which 1 •opes as they both are now angels, an' frienly, as Is nature 'ad not developed in this valley of the shadder to determine Is feelin's towards Is father when died, bein' carried off by a chill, earned by tha change from 'ot to cold, tbe weather bein' tbat contrary."

They had arrived at Brian's sitting room by this time, and Madge sank into a chair, while Calton, anxious to begin tbe search, •aid rather impatiently, as he opened the door for ber: "taave us tor a short time, there's a good soul Miss Frettlby and 1 want to have a rest, and wa will ring for you when we are going." "Thank you, sir," said tbe lachrymose landlady, "an* I 'opes they wont feng 1m, which is such a choky way of dyin' but in life we are in death," she went on, rather incoherently, "as is well known to them as "as diseases. an' may be eorpaed at any minute, and as"

Here Chiton, unable to restrain his impar tie any longer, shut the door, and they beard Mr^ citi* shrill tod sub duedcraci away in tl inea. "Now a7" ha said, "now that we have got rid of that woman and ber tongue, where are we to begin "Tho (i'-k." i*T. sd Madgoing over to it "iffcthe t. ...» 3 in the •!-sk. .r was it in tfaeslu ig room theytr.»l tfc" I u-t

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Madge gave a cry, and, falling on her knees, emptied the basket out on tbe floor, and both she and Calton were soon as busy among the fragments oi paper as though they were ragpickers.

X)pin' they aint art their tads," murmured Mrs. Sampson, a* she went to tbe door, "but it looks like it, they bein'"

Suddenly a cry broke firms Madge, as she drew out of tbe mass of paper a half burnt letter, written on thick audi creamy looking paper.

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She drew out a haif burnt letter. "At last," she cried, rising off her knees, and smoothing it out, "I knew he had not destroyed it" "Pretty nearly, however," said Carlton, as his eye glanced rapidly over it "it's almost useless as it is, seeing there's no name to it"

He took it over to the window and spread it out upon the table. It was dirty, and half burnt, but still it was a clew. The above is a facsimile of t^e letter. "There's not much to be gained from that, I'm aCraid," said Madge, sadly. "It shows he had an appointment—but whereP'

Carlton did not answer, but, leaning his head on his hands, stared hard at the paper. At last he jumped up with a cry— "I have it," he said in an excited tone. "Look at that paper see how creamy and white it is, and, above all, look at the printing in the corner—'OT VILLA, OORAK.'" "Then he went down to Toorak "Iu an hour, and back again—hardly." "Then it was not written from Toorakr "No, it was written in one of the Melbourne back slums." "How do you knowf' "Look at tho girl who brought it," said Calton, quickly. "A disreputable woman, one far more likely to come from the back slums than Toorak. As to the paper, three months ago there was a robbery at Toorak, and this is some of the paper that was stolen by the thieves."

Madge said nothing, but her sparkling eyes and nervous trembling of the hands showed her excitement. "1 will see a detective this evening," said Calton. exnltingly, "find ^ut where this letter camo from and go ana seo who wrote it. We'll save him yet," be said, placing the precious letter carefully In his pockctbook. "You think that you will be able to find the woman who wrote tbatf' "Hurt," said the lawyer, looking thoughtful, "sho may be dead, a#the letter says sho is in a dying condition. However, if I can flud the woman who delivered the letter at tbe club, and who waited for Fitzgerald at tbe corner of Ilourke and Russell streets, that will bo sufficient All I want to prove is that be was not in' the hansom cab with Whyte." "And do you think you can do thatT "Depends upon this letter," said Calton, enigmatically tapping his

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sad mcauU health depend upon a

health? condition ot the blood. The blood* particularly la tha ipHni and during tha hot summer months, bacomas clogged with Imparl Um, which poison It and generate dlaNN, A harmlaaa blood partner, without a particle of mineral poison la It, such, as aw* eary or potash. Is necessary to remove thee* Impurities and to restore the healthy tone off mind and body. The best portlier and tonle known to the world Is Swift's Specific (SAI.V Xa regard (o Its wonderful purifying aad tonJe powers we give a few testimonials as follow*:

Ur. Wo. A. Heboid, wMl fleet*. RoweD Oo., 10 Sproee Street, Hew York, writes March »th,UH: "I feet It my duty, for the benefit ef others who may be afflicted ss I was. to write you this letter, which yoa eaa use as my testimony In any way yoa choose. I win aamr any inqntry from ethars In relation to the facts herewith staosd. la February last 1 suffered great palaaad toconvMilenoe from boils, all over my neck I eould not turn my bead without acuta »aia aad my Mood was la poor condition. After trying all tha usual remedies in sacbeaaee,and flndiagao relief, by tbe persuasion of Mr, J. W. rears. Manager of your Sew Yeek Oflfice, I used one bottle 8. & 8, aad I improved rapidly aad very aooa I was eattrety relieved of my

Job's Comforters." How not a sign of my •ffliotjoi! can be sesa. If eel strong aad cheerful. & 8b & tsaftae tonle as proved la my ease. IsleepsoandJyand my appetite good.

Dr. J. X. Cheney, a weH-toown physician writes from EOaviile, Georgia: 1 use

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|a eoavaleaeeat fevar asses with tha best r* nits. It win, la my Jaf.' eat, prevent saa* jner ^r^eatery, «w«m ake a few bottles latt prteg, Uras preparing the bowels foe the las of raaa

Mi cxt LHum, Zane street (1«*aadi •WhrWest Virginia, *r -es: -Ha»lag OIK! a. a. f-r say '-ithal neat* r,ni 'f.-.ng ••, rlSSSSS the

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Dont Experiment.

You cannot afford to waste time in experimenting when your lungs are in danger. Consumption always seems at first, only a cold. Do not permit any dealer to impose upon you with some cheap imitation of Dr. King's New Discovery for Consumption, Coughs and Colds, but be sure you get the genuine. Because he can make more profit he may tell you he has something just as good, or just the same. Don't be deceived, but insist upon getting Dr. King's New Discovery, which is guaranteed to give relief in all Throat, Lung and Chest affections. Trial bottles free at Carl Krietenstein's Dru^ Store. Large bottle, |1.00. (6)

A Sound Legal Opinion,

E. Bain bridge Munday, Esq., County Attv, Clav County, Texas, says: "Have vseil Eloctrio Bitters with most happy results. Mv brother also was very low with Malarial Fever and Jaundice, but was cured by timely use of this medicine Am satisfied that Electric Bitters saved my life."

Mr. D. I. Wileoxson, ot Horse Cave, Kv., adds alike testimony, saying: He positively believes ho would havo died, had it not been for Electric Bitters.

This great remedy will ward off, aH well ascureall Malaria Diseases, and for all Kidney, Liver and Stomncli Disorders stand unequalled. Price 50c and $1, at Carl Krietenstein, cor. 4th A Ohio^O)

Bucklen'a Arnica Salve.

The Best Salve In the world for Cuts, Bruises, Sores. Ulcers, Salt Rheum, Fever Sores, Tetter, Cnapped 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 box. For sale by Carl Krletoiistoin, S. W Cor. 4th and Ohio.

SCROFULA

Is that impurity of tho blood which producesunsightly lumps or swellings in the neck which causes running sores on tho arms, legs, or feet which derclops ulcers iu the eyes, ears, or nose, often causing blindness or deafness which Is the origin of pimples, canccrous growths, or "humors which, fastening upon tho lungs, eauscs consumption and death. It Is the most ancient of all diseases, and very few persons are entirely free from it.

"Tn" CURED

By taking Hood's SarsaparlQa, which, by the remarkablo cures It has accomplished, has proven itself to bo a potent and peculiar medicine for this disease. If yoa suffer from scrofula try Hood's Sarsaparllla.

Every spring my wlfo aud children havo been troubled with scrofula, my llttlo boy, three years old, being a terrible sufferer. Last spring he was ono mass of sores from head tofoet. We all took Hood's Sarsaparllla, and all liaver been eurcd of the scrofula. My little boy Is entirely free from sores, and all four of my children look bright and healthy." W. B. AOTIBRTON, Passaic Cllyr N. J.

Hood's Sarsaparllla

Sold by all druggist*. JUnLxforf*. Prepared onty by C. I. IIOQD & CO, Apothacariasvlowoll, Mass.

|OQ Doses One Dollar

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It lasparta a br 1111 out iraaaparcner ta She skin. Beaorci sll ft-eealea discoloration*, IMM! inh«» llw »kln dalleataIjr soft and beautlfls!. XI r^ntalns no white lead or itr•*»!«• 1* plait or *••*, whU* MM! W«n«IU.

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BEWARE OF IMITATIONS.

THE GREAT TRIAL.

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A Voice from Connecticut

OrvicR OP A. SQUIRES A SON, Wholesale Oyster and Provision Dealers. "Son. 83 to 48 Market Street.

HARTFORD, COWK., Feb. 23, 1887.

tientlemen: Your medicines are used to quite an extent by many of my frienda and tbey give tbe beat or satisfaction In all cases. Yours truly,

ALVIN SQUIRES.

In the great trial before the bar of pubopinion, the Scientific Remedied of R. C. Flower aland peerleon and alone. They cure when physician* and all popular remedies are powerlem. TTiey are the fruit of scientific study, exhaustive research, and great experience.

They are the fruit of scientific study, exaustive research, and great experience. The above letter, coming from so wellknown and reliable a source, sjxraks volumes yet it is but one of thousands of similar communications that are pouring upon us from all directions.

Dr. K. O. Flower's Liver and Stomach Sanative is a never-failing care for all forms of diaorded or torpid liver, for dyspepsia, indigestion, malaasimllation. It is the beet Spring Remedy for general debiMty and lassitude ever proscribed.

Only $1.00 a bottle. For sale by your druggist, who, on application, will present you with a copy of our magnificent Formula Book, free.

The R.C. Flower Med. Co.

1762 Waahihgton at, Boston, Mass.

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