Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 19, Number 15, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 29 September 1888 — Page 2

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This Intensely interesting story was commenced in last week's Mail. The opening chapters tell of Mr. Meeson, who owns a large publishing house in

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AUOCiTA'8 LITTLE BISTEU.

When Augusta left Meeson's she was In a very sad condition of mind, to explain which it will bo necessary to say a word or two about that accomplished young lady's previous history. Ilcr father liaa been a clergyman, and. liko most clergymen, not oyorburdencd with tho good things of this world. When Mr. Smithers —or, rather, the lie v. Jamos Smithers— had died he left behind him a widow and two children—Augusta, aged 14, and Jeannie. aged 2. Thero had been two others, both boys, who had como Into the vrorld between Augusta and Jeannie, but they had both preceded their father to tho land of shadows. Mrs. Smithors had, fo :ui:ately for herself, a life Interest In a sum of £7,000, which, being well Invested. brought her in £850 a year and, In order to turn this little incoruo to the best possible account and give her two £irls tho best educational opportunities possible under the circumstances, she, on her husband's death, moved from the village where ho had for many years been curate hito the city of Birmingham, Hero she lived In absolute retirement for somo Boven years and then suddonly died, leaving the two girls, then respectively 10 and 8 years of age, to mourn ner loss, and, friendloss as tney were, to fight their way in tho bard worla.

Mrs. Smithers had been a saving woman, aud ou her death it was found that, after paying all debts, there remained a sum of £600 for the two girls to llvo on, and nothing else, for their mother's fortune died with her. Now. it will bo obvious that tho Interest arising from £600 is not sufficient to support two young peoplo, and thereforo Augusta was forced to uvo upon the principal. From an early ago, howover, sno (Augusta) had shown a strong literary tendency, and shortly after her mothers death sho published her first hook at her own expense. It was a dead failure, and cost her £52, tho balance between tho profit and loss account. After awhile, however, sho recovered from this blow and wroto "Jor.ir.'.a'n Vow," which was taken up by Meeson's. and, strange aa It nay seem, proved tho success of tho year. Of the naturo of tho agreement into which she entered with Meeson's tho reader is already acquainted, aud he will not therefore l)o surpriited to learn that under Its cruel provisions Augusta, notwithstanding her name aud fame, was absolutely prohibited from reaping tho fruits of hor success. She could only publish jarith Meeson's, and at the fixed pny of 7 per oent. on tho advertised price of her work. Now, something ovor threo years hadelapsed since tho doath of Mrs Smithers, ana It will thereforo be obvious that there was not much remaining of the £600 which she had left behind her. The two girl* had indeed lived economically enough in a couple of small rooms In a back street, but their expenses had been enormously Increased by the serious illness from a pulmonary complaint of the little girl Jeaunle, now a child between 13 and 13 years of age. On that very morning Augusta had seen tho doctor and been crushed into the dust by tho expression of lii.H conviction that, unless her little sister was moved to a warmer climate for a period of at least a year, she would not llvo through the winter, aud might die at any moment.

MR. MEESOM'S WILL:-

BY H. RIDER HAGGARD.

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Take Jcannie to a warmer climate! He might as well have told Augusta to take her to the moou. Alas! sho had not the money, and did not know where to turn to get it. Oh! reader, pray to LIeaven that it may never be your lot to see your host beloved die for the want of a few hundred pounds wherewith to save her life!

It was in this terrible emergency that she had—driven thereto by her agony of mind—tried to get something beyond her strict and le^al due out of Meeson's— Meeson». that ImHl made hundreds and hundreds out of her book and paid her fifty pounds. We know how she fared in that attempt. On leaving their office. Augusta bethought her of her banker. Perhaps he might be willing to advaace something was horrible task, but sho determined to undertake It so sho walked to the bank and a*ked to see the manager He was out, but would bo in at 3 o'clock. She went to a shop near and got a bun and glass of milk, and waited till she was ashamed to wait any longer, and then sho walked about the streets till 8 o'clock. At tho stroke of the hour she ret urned, and was ahowu into tho manager's private room, where a dry, unsympathetic looking little tsan was sitting before a big book. It was not the same man whom Augusta had met before, and her heart sunk pro-

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What followed her®. The manager listened to ber f&l taring tale with a few stereotyped expw*: tiooa of sympathy, and, wl

dew®, •"regretted**'that speculative loans were eontrarv to tho custom of the bank, and politely bowed her out.

It was nearly 4 o'clock upon a damp, drisaliag afternoon* a November afternoon thai hong like a livia the black sitt&h of the HirtaU *1* and would in itself have sufficed to bring' the tightest hearted, happ' r! "O the *«py gates of despair, A^— J. wet, wearied and almost crrfcyf, aft last enteredth» doer of their fit'* sil' room. Sho catered very qtateC^, fat mold cf ail work had mei W in.tfe* pa* J7 •....

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There tfaa a Cro in the grate, a small one. for the cool was economized by means of two large fire bricks, and on a table (Augusta's writing table) placed at the further side of the room was a p&raffine

•wealthy. Augo* Suiithers, the her- but a littlo to one side of the fire, was a olne, iJ a young authoress who has writ- f°f» ooxend fHh red rep, and onthe sofa *, I I lay a fan* haired little form, so thin and ten a very popular novel, which Meeson had published. The book proved a great success, and the publisher* made a great profit on it, buttakeadvantageof Augusta's youth and Inexperience and bind her to a contract by which she rective« but a trifling sum for her work. She goes to his office and makes an ineffectual appeal to bit) generosity to give her a small sum in addition to that stipulated in the contract, Eustace Meeson. nephew and adopted son of the great publisher, drops into the office after Augusta leaves and accuses his uncle of cheating her. The uncle is furious and immediately changes bis will, by which Eustace would Inherit all of his vast wealth, to one In favor of his two business partners.

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fragile that it looked like the ghost or outline of a girl rather thau a girl herself. It was Jeannie. her sick sister, and she was asleep. Augusta stole softly up to look at her. It was a sweet littlo fixe that her eyes fell on. although it was so shockingly thin, with long curved lashes, delicate nostrils, and a mouth shaped like a bow. All the lines and groves which the chisel of Fain knows so well how to carve were smoothed out of it now, and In their place lay the shadow of a smile.

Augusta looked at her and clinched her fist, while a lump rose in her throat and her gray eyes tilled with tears. How could she get the money to save her? The year before a rich man, a man who was detestable to her, bad wanted to marry her, and sho would have nothing to say to him. He had gone abroad, else she would havo gone back to him and married him—at a

rice. Marry him? Yes, she would marry she would do anything for money to take her sister away. What did sho care for herself wbon her darling was dying— dying for tho want of £200?

Just then Jcannio woke up and stretched her arms out to her. "So you ore back at last, dear," she said in her swuet, childish voice. "It has been so lonely without you. Why, how wet you are I Take off your jacket at once, Uussie, or you will be as 111 as"— and here she broko out into a terrible fit of coughing, that seemod to shako her tender frame as tho wind shakes a reed.

Iler sister turned and obeyed, and then came and sat by tho sofa and took tho thin littlo hand in hers. "Well, Gussio, how did you get on with tho printer devil1?" (this was her impolite jaao for the great Meeson). "Will he givo you any more money?" "No. dear we quarreled—that was all. and I came away.'

Thon I supposo that we can't go abroad?" Augusta was too moved to answer she only shook her head. The child buried her face in tho pillow and gave a sob or two. Presently sho was quiet aud lifted It again. "Gussio, love," she said,/'don't bo angry, but I want to speak to you. Listen, my sweet Gussie, my angel. Oh, Gussio, /ou dou't know how I love youl It is all no good It Is usoloss struggling against it, I must dio sooner or later though I am only 12, and you think mo such a child, I am old enough to understand that. 1 think," she added, after pausing to cough, "that pain makes one old I feel as though I were 50. Well, so you see I may as well give up fighting against It and die at once. I am only a ourden and anxiety to you—I may as well dio at once and go to sleep." "Don't, Jcannie, don'tl" said her sister, In a#ort of cry "you are killing mel"

Jeaunlo laid her hot hand upou Augusta's arm. "Try and listen to me, dear," sho said, "even If it hurts, because 1 do so want to say something. Why should you be so frightened about me? Can any place that I can go to be worse than this place? Can I suffer more pain

anywhere or be more hurt when I see you crying? Think how wrotched It has all been. Thero has only beon one beautiful thing in our lives for years and years, and that was your book. Even when I am feollng worst—when my chest aches, you knov?—I grow quito happy when I think of what tho papers wroto about you The Timos, and Tho Saturday Review, and Tho Spoctator, and tho rest of them. They said that you had genius—true genius, you remember, and that they expected one day to see you at tho heaa of the litoraturo of tho time or near it. Tho printor devil can't take away that. Gussio. Ho can take the money, but ho can't say that ho wrote the book though." sho aaded, with a touch of childish spite and vivacity, "I havo no doubt that no would If he could. And then there we.ro those lottors from tho great authors up In London yes, I often think of them too. Well, dearest old girl, tho best of It Is that 1 know It is all truo. 1 know, 1 can't tell you how. that you will bo a great wo::?an In spito of all tl.o Mccsons in creation for somehow you will et out of hi* power, and if you don't, (ivo years Is not all one's life—at least, not if peopl© have a life. At the worst ho can only take all tho monev And then, when you are grant an rich and famous, and more beautiful than ovor, and wh$u tho peoplo turn their heads as you como Into tho room, 1 tho we used to at school when tho missionary came to lecture, I know that you will think of mo (becauso yon won't forget me as some sisters do), and of how, years and years before, so long ago that the time looks quite small when you think of it, I told vou that it would be so just before I died."

Here the girl, who had been speaking with a curious air of certainty and with a gravity and deliberation extraordinary for one so young. suddenly broke off to cou~v Her sister threw herself on her knees side her, and clamping her in her arms Implored her In broken accents not to talk of dying Jcannio drew Augusta's gulden head down on to her breast and stroked It. "Very well, Ottssie, I wont say any more about it," she said "but it ia no good hiding tbo truth, dear. I am tired of fighting against it it Is no good—none at aU. Anyhow, w® loved :h C^isr very much, dear iiui perh —s where else—we may again"— And the bravo little heart broke down, and -*r come by the prescience of approac'. -.g separation they both sobbed biUcriy there upon tho sofa. Presently earn© a knock at the doer, aiwl Augusta sprung up and turned to hide her team. It was the maid of all work 1 r-isrtna: the and, as sbo came blund

Augtist&li aaul. they -were Into tho most terri*«2 sorrow, at the inevitable abroach of that chill end. and still a|f«ar*nc*a I tt be 1 p* even before a r^H of ali »tRt 6v«i when ret #entcd by a mafd of a work, cannot away wttli tl»li ^in &or*i**Uc griefs, or any other ani,

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onco more mrule her appearance and cleared the table. Jeannie spoke again. "(jus." she said. "I want you to put no to bed. and than como and read to me out of Jemima's Vow'—where poor Jemima dies, yoa know. It is tho most beautiful thing in tho book, and I want to hear it again."

Iler sister did as sho wished, and. taking down "Jemima's Vow," Jeannie's own" copy as it was called, being tho very first that had come into the house, sho opened it at tho part Jeannie had asked for, and road aloud, keeping her voico as steady cs sho could. As a matter of fact, howover, the scene itself wss ss powenul ss it was* pathetic, and quito sufficient to account for any unseemly exhibitions of foeling on tho part of tho rocdcr. However, she struggled tlirougli it till tho last sentence was reached. It ran thus: "And so Jemima stretched out her hand to him add said ood bv.' And presently, knowing that she ba5 now kept her promise, ana bein^r happy because she had done so, she weut to sleep." "Ah!" murmured tho blue eyed child who listened. "1 wish that I was as good as Jemima. But though I havo no vow to koep I ej" say "GocKl-by.' and 1 can go to sleep."

Augusta mado no answor, end presently Jeannie dozed o3. Eer sister looked at hor with ca^or affection. "She is giving up." she s«dd to herself, "end. if she ves up. sho will die. 1 know it It is .uso wo are not goin? awav How cab I get the money, now that tuat hcrviblo man has gone? How can I get it?" and she buried hor head in hor hand add thought. Presently an idea struck her: sho might go back to Meeson and cat her words and sell him tho copyright of her new book for £1,00 pounds, as the agreement provided. That would not bo enough, however, for traveling with an invelid is expensive. But sho might offer to bind horsolf over to him for a term of years as a tamo author, like thoso who workod in the hutches. Sho was euro that he would bo glad to get her, if only he could do so at uis own price. It would bo slavery worse than any penal sorvitudo, and oven now sho shuddered at the prospect of prostituting her great abilities to the necessities of such work as Meeson's mado their thousands out of—work out of which every spark of originality wes stamped into nothingness, as though ft were tho mark of the beast. Yes, it would be dreadful—it would break her heart but sho was prepared to havo her heart broken and her genius wrung out of hor by Inches if only sho could get £200 whorowith to tako Jeannio c.\ray to tho south of France. Mr. Meeson would, no doubt, make a hard bargain—tho hardest he could but still, if sho would consent to bind herself fora sufficient number of years, at a sufficiently low salary, ho would probably advance her a hundred pounds, besides the hundred for tho copyright of tho new bookt.

And co, hiving made up her mind to tho sacrifico, with a sigh sne went to bed, and, wearlod out with misery, to sleep. And oven as oho slept a presenco that she could not soo was standing near her bed, and a voice that sho coulu not hear was calling through the gloom. Another mortal had bout low at the foot of that unknown god whom men named death, and boen borno away on his rushing pinions into tho spaces of tho nid. One more human item Lay still and stiff one moro account was closed for good or evil the echo of ono moro tread had passed from tho earth forever. Tho old million numbered tragedy in which all must t^Jfo apart had repeated itself once moro down to its last and most awful scono. Yes, the grim farce was played out, and tho littlo actor Jcannio was whito in doath I

Just at tho dawn Augusta dreamed that somobody with cold breath was breathing on hor face, and woko up with a start ana listened. Jeannie's bod was on tho other sldo of tho room, and sho could generally aar her movements plainly enough, foi* the sick child was a restless sleeper. But now sho could hear nothing, not even tho faint vibration of her sister's brer.th. The 8ilouco was absolute and appalling it struck tangibly upon her sense, cs tho darkness struck upon her eyeballs and fillod her with a numb, unreasoning torror. She alippod out of bed and struck a match. In another fow soconds she was standing by Jeannie's white little bod, waiting for the wick of tho caudle to burn up. Presently the light grow. Jeausno was lying ou hor side, her white face resting on her whito arm. Her eyos wore wide open, but when Augusta held the candle near her sho did not shut them or ilinch. Her hand, too—oh, heavensl tho fingers were nearly cold.

Then Augusta understood, and lifting up her arms In agony, sho sbfrieked untu the whole house rang.

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CHAPTER IV. ACOCSTA'S DECISION.

On tho second day following the death of poor little Jeannie Smithers, Mr. Eustace Meeson was strolling about Birmingham with his hands in his pockets and an air of inddclsion on his decidedly agreeablo and gentleman-like countenance. Eustace Meeson was not particularly cast down by the extraordinary reverse of for tune whieh he bad recently experienced. Qe was a young gentleman of a cheerftd nature and. besides, it did not so very much mutter to him He was in a blessed condition of celibacy, and bad no wife and children de cadent him, a::d ho knew that, som«iiowor oilier. It wwiud sro hard If. with the help of the one hnntln a year that he had of his own, be 1 not i—.r.ntfe, with his edc^tion, to gfci livhook or by «•••*. So it was not the loss of the society of his re rted nnnlft ,-r tho prOPT^cvife "f two ons of :.y, whi-'i v. ,.* tJP'.i' ling him. Indeed, after he had once ,,.r his —ads nnd out of i'. adour iidl u-.A them ina room in a hotel, ho hr. not given the r-rh ftt» htr! a ft '. S t0 S: on' gray «yw, and, by way of

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Tho door was answered by the maid of all work, who looked at him a littlo curiously, but said that Miss Smithers was in, and then conducted him to a door which was half open, and left him in that kindly and agreeable fashion that maids of all workuavo. Eustace was perplexed, and, looking through tho door to soo if any one was in tho room, discovered Augusta herself. dressed in some dark material, seated in a chair, her hands folded on her lap, her pale face'set liko a stone, and her eyes :ing into vacancy. Ho paused, wonder what could bo tho matter, and as he did so his umbrella slipped from his hand, making a noise that rendered it necessary for him to declare himself.

Augusta rose as ho advanced and looked at him with a puzzled air. as though sno wcro striving to recall his name or whero die had met him. "1 beg your pardon." ho stammered "I must introduce myself, as the girl has deserted mc. I am Eustace Meeson."

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thon broke off. as though struck by somo new idea. "Indeed, no," said Eustace. "I havo nothing in common with Messrs. Moeson now except my name, and 1 havo only como to tell you how sorry I was to soo you treated as you were by my undo. Vou remember, I was i:i tho oGcef' "Yea," sho said, with a suspicion cf a blush, "I remember you were very kind." "Well, you see," ho went on, "I had a great row with my uncle after that, and it ended with his turning mo out of the placo bag and baggage, and informing mo that ho was going to cut mo off with a shilli.ij. which," ho added reflectively, "he has probably dono by now." "Do I undorstand you, Mr. Meeson, to mean that you quarreled with your undo about me and my books?" "Yes, that is so," ho said. "It was very chivalrous of you," sho answered, looking at him with a now born curiosity. Augusta was not accustomed to find the knights errant thus prepared, at such cost to themselves, to break c. Ian coin her causo. Least of all was cho prepared to find that knight bearing tho hateful crcst of-Meesou—If, indeed, tleoson had crest. "I ought to apologize," sho went cu. presently, after an awkward pause, "for making such a secno hi tho office, but 1 wanted money so dreadfully, and it was so hard to bo refused. But it decs not matter now. It is all dono with.^

Thero was a dull, hopeless ing about her voice that awoko his curiosity. For what could sho havo wanted tho money, and why did sho no longer want it? "I am sorry," ho said. "Will you tell mo what vou wanted it so much for?"

Sho looked at him, and then, acting upon Impulso rather than reflection, said in a low voico: "If you liko I will show you."

Ho bowed, wondering what was coming nest. Rising from her chair, Augusta led tho way to a door which opened out of tho sitting room and gently turned tho handlo and entered, Eustace following her. Tho room was a small bedroom, of which tho faded calico blind had been pulled down as it happened, howover, tho sunlight, such as it was, beat full upon tho blind and came through It In yellow bdrs. They fell upon tho furnlturo of tho bare* littlo rocm thoy fell upon tho iron bedstead and upon somotiiug lying ou it, which ho did not at first uctico, becauso it was covered with a sheet.

Augucta walked up to tho bed and gently lifted tho sne^t, revealing tho ewoct fringed round about with golden hah", of littlo Jeaunlo in her eofSn.

Eustace gavo an exclamation and etartad back violently. Ho had not been prepared for euch a sight indeed, it \.a3 tho Cret such tight that ho had ever eecn, and it shocked him beyend word3. ili:£ucta, familiarised as sho was herself with tho companionship of this beauteous clay cold terror, had forgotten that, euddeuly and without warning, to bring tho living into tho presenco of tho dead is uot the v, Is est or tho kindest thing to do. For, to the living, moro espacidly to tho young, the sight of death is horrible. It is ouch a fearsome comment o:i their health and strength. Youth c~d strength are merry but who can be merry with you dead thing in the upper chambcr? Tako it awav! thrust it urder ground! It is an insult to its it reminds us that we. too, dio like others. What business has its pallor to show itself against our ruddy cheeks? "I bogyour pardon, "whispered Augusta, realizing something of all tuis in a flash. "I forgot you do not know—you must be shocked—forgive mel" "Who is It?" he said, gasping to get back his breath. "My sister," she answered. "It was to try and save her life that I wanted the money. When 1 told her that 1 could not get it sho gave up and died. Your uncle killed her. Como!"

Greatly shocked, be followed her back Into the sitting room, and then- ns soon *s he got hts composure—apok0i«jd for having intruded himself upon her iu such in hour of desolation. "I am glad to see yon," she said, simply "I have seen nobody except the doctor once and the ni i* rtaker twice It is dreHful to sit alouu hour after hour face to i-i the irretrievable. If I had not been so foolish as to enter into 1 -"-Ttsement with Messrs. M*won I cc—! re got the money by seiii ug mv new h, ik idily

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very widely drawn. It bound her to offer all literary work of any sort that might come from her pen during the next five years to Messrs. Meeson at the fixed rate of 1 per cent, on the published price. Obviously. as it soemed to her, though perhaps erroneously, this clause might be stretched to include even a newspaper article, nnri she knew the malignant naturo of Mr. Meeson well enough to be quite certain that, if possible, that would bo done It was true sho might manage to make a bare living out of her work, even at the beggarly pay of per cent. but Augusta was a person of spirit, and she was determined that she would rather starve than that Moeson should again make bnge profits out of her labor. This avenue beiug closed to her, she turned her mind elsewhere but, lode where she might, tho prospect was equally dark.

Augusta's remarkable literary success not been one of much practical advantage to her, for in this country Hterary success does not mean so much as it does in some others. As a matter of fact, indeed. the average Briton has at heart a considerable contempt. If not for literature. at least for those who produce it. literature, in his mind, is connected with tho idea of garrets and extreme poverty and, therefore, having tho national respect for money, ho In secret, if not in public, despises it.

Thus It was that, notwithstanding her success, Augusta had nowhere to turn in her difficulty. She had absolutely no literary connection. Nobody haa called upon beror sought her out inconsequence of her book. Ono or two authors in London and a fow unknown people from different parts of tho country and abroad had written to hor—that was all. Had sho livod In town it might havo been different but. unfortunately for her, sho did not.

Tho moro sho thought tho less dear did her path become, until, at last, sho got an inspiration. Why not leavo England altogether? She had nothing to keop her hero. Sho had a cousin—a dcrgrman—

Now Zealand, whom sho had never soon, but who had read "Jemima's Vow," and written hor a kind letter about ft. That was tho oue delightful thing about writing books—ono made frionds all over tho world. Surely he would tako her in for awhiloand put her In tho way of earning a living whero Meeson would not bo bio to molest her. Wl:y should sho not go? £he had £20 loft, aud her furniture, which included an expensive invalid chair, and her books would fotch anothor £S0 or so—enough to pay for a second^ class passage and leavo a few pounds In her pocket. At tho worst it would bo a chaugo, end sho could not go through moro thero than sho did here so that very night sho sat down and wroto to her clergyman cousin. [TO BE CONTINUED.]

Impurities of the blood often cause urreat annoyance at this season IloodV ^urMupnriUa purifies the blood, and cures nil suoh aHeettons.

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SUlii entirely Ron*. Fleah mas# of «ll»eime. L.e(jllmlnl»hel one llilril In nt*« Condition linpelcM, Cured by llie Cutlcura K«meill«*.

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llesh was ono inn«s of disease. Some physi-c-Inns pronounced It Incurable. It hud diminished about, one-third the slr.e of tin other, and 1 was In a hopeless condition. After trying all kinds of remedies and spending hundreds of dollars, from which I got. no relief whatever, I was persuaded to try your CuUcura Remedies, and tho result was us follows: After threo days I noticed adeelded change for the better, and at the end of two months I was completely cured. My llesh was purified, and the bone (which had been exposed for over a year) got sound. 1 lie flesh began to grow, and to-day, and for nearly two years past, my leg is as well as ever It was, sound In every respect, and not a sign of the disease to be seen.

O. AHEKN, Dubois, Dodge Co., Go.

Terrtblo Suffering from Skin Diseases. I have been a terrible sull'erer for years from diseases of the skin and blood, and have been obllg«d to shun public places by reason of my dTsflgurtug humors. Have had the iKist of physicians and spent, hundreds of dollars but got no relief until I used the CuUcura Remedies, which have cured me, aud left mv skin as clear and my blood ns pure as achlld's.

From 145 Pounds to 172 Pounds. I have taken several bottles of Cutlctira Resolvent With all the results I emid wish for. About this time last year, when commencing Its use, I weighed 14.3 pounds, and to-day I weigh 172 pounds. (JEJ. t'AMI'BKI.L, Washington, D. C.

NOTE.—The Cutleurn Resolvent is beyond all doubts the greatest blood purifier ever compounded.

Cutlcura, the great skin cure, and Cutlcuro

prepared from It, externally, and Cutlciir:i Ke.«olveiil the new blood purl Iler, inter* tare a fo*ltlvc cure for every form of skin and blood disease from pimples to scrofula.

Cutlcura Remedies ore sold everywhere. Price, Cutlcura, 80 cents Resolvent, $1.00 Hoop, 2&crnt«. Prepared by the Potter Drug ana Chi an. :tl Co., Boston, Mass. Mend for "How to Cure Skin M'-mies." 64 pages, 60 illustrations. and 100 t- -t itnonials.

DI D¥*Q Skin and Scalp preserved and beauDADI titled by Cutlcura Medicated Hoap.

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A Woman's Discovery.

"Another wonderful discovery has, been made and that too by a lady in this country. Disease fastened its clutche* upon her and for seven years she withstood its severest tests, but her vital or gans were underminded and death seem ed imminent, For three months sb« coughed incessantly and could not sleep She bought of us a bottle of Dr. King's New Discovery for Consumption an? was so much relieved on taking first dose that she slept all night aud with one bottle has been miraculously cured. Hei name is Mrs. Luther LuU." Thus writa W. C. Hamrick A Co., of Shelby, N. C.Get a free trial bottle at Carl Krieten* stein's, S. W. corner 4th and Ohio. 2

The Verdict Unanimous.

W. D.* Suit, Druggist, Dtppus, Intl., testifies: "I can recommend Isaectric Bitters as the very best remedy. Every bottle sold lias given relief in every case. One man took six bottles, and was cured of Rheumatism of two years' standing." Abraham Hare, druggist, Bellvllle, Ohio, affirms: "The best selling medicine I have ever handled in my 20 years' experience, is Electric Hitters'." Thousands of others have added their testimony, so that the verdict is unanimous that Electric Bitters do cure all diseases of the Liver, Kidneys or Blood. Only a half dollar a bottle at Carl Krietensteln's, 8. W. corner 4th and Ohio. 2

Bueklen's ArnteM Salve.

The Best Salve in the world for Outs, Bruise a, Sores. Ulcers, Halt Rheum, Fever Sores, Tetter, Chapped Hands, ('ht)blalns, Corns, and all skin eruptions, and positively cures Piles, or no pay required. It is guaranteed to give perfect satisfaction, or money refun^wl. per box. For sale by Carl Krletensteln, K. W Cor. 4th and Ohio.

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days' trial that If I did not liko It I need not pay anything, etc. But ho could not prevail on mo to chango. I told hint 1 had taken Hood's Sarsaparllla, know what It was, was satisfied with It, and did not want any other. When I began taking Hood's Sarsaparllla I was feeling real miserable with dyspepsia, and so weak tlmt at times I could hardly

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stand. I looked liko a person In consumption. Hood's Sarsaparllla did mo so much good that I wonder at myself sometimes, and my friends frequent lyrjer.k of Mns. ELLA A. GOFF, 01 Tenaco Street, i:«)ston.

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"By a thorough knowledge of the n«tor».J laws which govern the operations of dift* tton and nutrition, and by a careful application of the line properties of well-selected Cocoa, Mr. Epps has provided our breakfast tables with a delicately flavored leverage 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 tn-.ng enough to resist every tendency to db i-e. Hundreds of subtl. im "H'»iare Moati hi-around us ready to om ,i I: -rever ther. i' a weak point. W« rn .-' e* i« many a fatal shaft by keepln* -1 -wlv -veil fortified with pure blood and a properly nourished frame."—ICivll Hei vie# Oaxette. simply with tolllng water or milk EoiJonly In balf pound tins by grocers, labels! 10ii*: .IAMM KVVH CO.. lioiuatuptlblc Clterolsfs. tendon, Eo|

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