Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 19, Number 31, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 26 January 1889 — Page 2

THE_MAIL:

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

LITTLE HONORA MULLALLY.

Poor llttlo Honora Mullally, At Ute closo of Thanksgiving day, Was standing in front of her ulley,

A-watching some children at play. Her gown was a wonderful garment. Ail patches from shoulder to hem, And her hat and her shoes—welt I fceg you'll excuse

Any further remarks about fchesi.

But poor little Ilonora Mullally Bad face just as bright os could be. And no flower In meadow or valley "Was ever as pretty as she. And so thought and old man, who, pasting.

Stopped a moment to smilingly say, "Why, bless your dear heart, 1 am sure you have had

A very good dinner today."

"Yte, Indade," said Honora Mullally, "I did for my frind Mrs. Down

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bape of sweet taters that Sallie, Her sister, baked lovely and brown, Wld—oh, ma'ma, if you could but have seen it!—

The fattest and foines* of bins, And they giv' me the gizzard and neck of that hin,

And all of the sweet taters skins." —Margaret Eytinge in llarper'H Young People.

The4" Stolen Laces.

An Episodo in thi History of Chicago Crime,

FROM THE DIARY OF DETECTIVE DENTS SIMMONS, OF THE ItAKK DETAIL OF THE C'ENTKAI, STATION.

Early in tno spring of 1872 the boarders at Mrs. Frelinghuysen's house, on West Adams street, felt them selves constrained to discuss and decide a

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tion. For some timo previous the conduct of Mrs. Alico Cluypole had given them great conccrn. This lady was tho wife of a middle aged lawyer of good standing, who seemed devotedly attached to her, and wa3 blind to the many weaknesses of her character, and oblivious of the fact that her bearing in male society was a subject of unfavorable comment in the well conducted establishment of the estimable Mrs. Frelinghuysen.

Mrs. Claypole's flirtat ions were tho talk of tho neighborhood, and her bald heeded, good natured husband came in for a goodly sharo of that pity and compassion which the world has ever in store for persons apparently unconscious of their own misfortunes. "Poor old Claypole" was an oft repeated remark "somo one ought to open his eyes and let him know the full iniquity of his wife's misconduct."

But none undertook this delicate mission. and "poor old Claypole" continued to idolize his charming and fascinating spouse—charming and fascinating not only to him, but to Bome half dozen other gentlemen who were said to languish in the Hunshino of her smiles.

Mrs. Claypole, to make matters more piquant and interesting to her fellow boarders, was not a beautiful woman, as the term goes. She was tall and shapely, however, dressed with becoming taste, and carried herself with a stately grace that never failed to elicit remarks or admiration.

Her features were somewhat irregular and heavy in repose, but when she became interested In conversation, or, better still, when she was aiming at a conquest, her face lighted up with the ardor of her "'oughts, and her big blue eyes flashed 'ingerously from beneath half drooping •ds fringed with loiig, dark eye lashes igit tried in vain to screen the passionate of amorous glances.

ThJo Mrs. Claypole was not a beautiful woman, but sho had that Bubtle power-of charming which is more fascinating than beauty and plays tho douce with the virtuous* instincts of mankind.

Mr. anil Mrs. Claypolo had lived at the Frolinghuvsen establishment two months when thi "boarders thought it high time -to arrivo at somo conclusion as to the alleged improprieties of her conduct.

Not content with tho conquest of full grown and bearded men, the fair Alice, who was thirty if sho was a year, had recently shown a liking for tho society of young mon in their teens. Threo or four of those susceptible young follows danced in constant attendance upon her. They ran her errands, escorted hor to tho •theatre, took her to supper after tho play, and acted spooney generally in the manner peculiar to lovosick lads.

And. what was most oxasperatlng to the critics of mature age, Mrs. Claypole seemed to eniov this hoidenish homa ... ad-

She was soft and soothing, even motherly, in her demeanor toward her young admirers. Sho would stroke their cuceks and pat their heads lovingly, call them bravo boys, and sometimes—so Miss Goggles, tho ancient spinster, who occupied the first floor hall bedroom, and was over on tho alert to spy out the moral delinquencies of her neighbors, averred— kiss them tenderly and tell them to be good and truo and dovoted to their mother. "She calls herself their mother, the artful wretch," reported Miss Goggles, with a look of horror in her watery eyes *'sho ought to be horsewhipped!"

No wonder Mrs. Frelinghuysen's boarders wero stlred to the very depths of their honest hearts. Such vagaries on the part of a married woman wero reprehensible in the highest degree. Thev called for an expression of virtuous Indignation. Mr. Claypolo ought to bo informed of his wife moral obliquity. It was a burning, scandalous shame that such a nice, high minded, hctiorablo old gentleman should have tho wool pulled over his eyes by this wicked woman, and he a lawyer, too, with a professional knowledge of tho relief which could be speedily gained In the divorce court.

Then it was that the boarders eatno to the unanimous decision that Mrs. Claypolo was a designing, heartless coquette that her society should be tabooed, and that poor old Mr. -Claypole should receive a broad hint of what was going on. with a view to a prompt disruption of his marital ties.

The conveval of this hint was deputed to James Efadley, clerk in a downtown lace store, who had worshiped at the shrine of the fascinating blonde when she first appeared at the boarding house, and whose attentions had been suppressed with a scornful derision which still rankled in his virtuous breast, and made him accept tho mission with revengeful alacrity.

And when Mr. Hadley finished his recital of Mrs. CJarnole's shortcomings and at.--reeled peccadillos, which ho delivered malay pious sighs and groans about the inconstancy of woman, he was almost petrified by "poor old Oaypole's" em-

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break every bone in your carcassP •"'Ton confounded idiot I" cried the lawyer, shaking his fist in Hadley's faco "yon lace peddling dolt! If I hear another word of this 1*11 break every bono in your assitiine carcass!" n.

If Hadley had been a man of good common sense ho would have thought twice before meddling with the conjugal affairs of Mr. and Mrs. Claypole. Students of social philosophy have long recognized the clangrrs °f such intertcrenco. IIusband3 and wives may light like cats and dogs, they may bo guilty of tho grossest kinds of infidelity, but woo betide the rash individual who essays to patch up their quarrels or smooth tho wrinkles in their code of mutual morality.

Iladley, however, was young and impetuous, not accustomed to philosophical speculation, and ho learned his first lesson of worldly wisdom from the bitter tongue of the irascible lawyer. It was not long ere ho regretted the foolish stop he took at the instigation of his fellow boarders.

Mr. Claypole, It can be readily imagined, had the fullest confidence in the honor and integrity of his wife. "Ally," said he, after venting his wrath on the callow dry goods clerk "Ally, tho fools arc beginning to talk. It may bo prudent to draw in ft little. Givo the boys a hint to bo less demonstrative and let us work slower for the common good." 'Why, what is tho trouble, Henry?" asked Mrs. Claypolo, as sho got her husband's slippers and drew his easy chair in front of tho cheerful grate fire in their private sitting room. 'That idiot Hadley has been telling me of your flirtatious. The boarders are shocked at your free and easy ways, and they iuducod tho fellow to enlighten me on the subject. I had half a mind to break his head." 'Oh! is that all?" said Mrs. Claypolo, with a peculiar smile. "So they think I am a wicked, reckless flirt? I admire their penotration. But, under all circumstances, Henry, it's a splendid reputation. A flirt has no time for other business, and our affairs may flourish without suspicion while they think I'm engrossed in the pleasurable occupation of juggling with liearts. As for Mr. Hadley, you may leavo his punishment to mo. I will settle him in a way ho will remember for the rest of his life." 'He deserves something, the meddlesome fool," responded Mr. Claypole, in a contemptuous tone. "But what is your plan?" "Wait and seo," was the quiet rejoinder, while those big blue eyes flashed om. inously "it will be in the direct Jino of business." 'Ah! I understand," said the elderly lawyer. Do you expect any one this eventng?" "Herman promised to be here about 9 o'clock." "Well, I will take a nap and afterward go to the club, so that you may work him alond. He is smart as a whip, that lad, and I expect great things of him,'* and with this Mr, Claypole settled himself in the easy chair, closed his oyes and was soon snoring gently in front of the fire.

Mrs. Claypolo, who was more annoyed by the Incident of tho evening than she was willing to admit, took up the evening raper and rapidly scanned its columns. She seemed to bo looking for some particular item of news. Presently a paragraph struck her eye which Bhe read with great interest. 'The schemo "works well," she muttered. "No clew? Of course not. Trust woman's wits for that. Six months more will give us all the money we need, and then for tho sunny south. Bah! How I detest this horrid climate as well as the hurry-scurrying habits of tho people. Everything Is rush and bustle and money making. Well, let them pile up their wealth, let them repair tho ravages of the fire and build costly temples of trade Mid commerce. Those who neither weavo nor spin will be the gainers in tho end. Honest industry is ever opening up avenues of Idleness and luxury for those who have tho courage and ability to follow the only royal road to ease and affluence."

Mr. Claypole finished his nap in about an hour, and at onco went out to spend tho evening at his club, leaving his wife alone to entertain the expected visitor.

She added a few touches to her toilet after the departure of her husband, and then sat down to tho piano and sang one or two love songs in a low contralto voice.

Tho music reached the ears of the boarders in the parlor, who by this time had worn the seusational story of Hadley's reception by Mr. Claypole threadbare, and were deliberating as to the next step to be taken in exposing the scandalous doings of the fascinating blond. "The old fool has gone out as usual," said one. "She's expecting somebody. She always sings those sentimental ditties when one of those kids is coming." "Well," remarked another, an elderly gentleman with a pair of twinkling brown eyes, "I think we nad better allow things to tako their natural course. The flirtations of married women bring their own punishment, and I guess old Claypolo will finally come to his sensed without any assistance on our part.*' "But it's so abominably disgraceful," snapped Miss Goggles. "I wouldn't mind so much if she confined her attention to grown men, who ought to know better than to encourage her base designs but to think of her inveigling those boys. Why, it's an outrage against all the recognized maxims of good society." "Never mind that. Miss Goggles," said the old gentleman, who seemed anxious to restore peace in the Frelinghuysen establishment. "We have done all we can for the present. Besides, we have no evidence that there is anything radically

Improper. -All pretty women like to flirt." "Oh! Mr. Johnson,** ejaculated the spinster, blushing feverishly. "How can yon say such a thing?" "It'strue. Miss Goggles," said Mr. Johnson, stoutly and with a touch of gallantry. "Ooc*'f-trv is one of the prerogatives of the the art is inseparable from female loveliness. Dont attempt to deny it. Miss Gi—les yon, of all women, ought to be the :.rst to recognise this universal -i

The old fellow, who was suspected of matrimonial designs on the antiquated spinster, accompanied this speech with a lance which threw Miss Goggles into a utter of excitement. Several of the gentlemen tittered at her confusion, but she was too busy with the tender thoughts Mr. Johnson had suddenly inspired to notice their amusement. "Well, what shall we do, Mr. Johnson?" asked Miss Goggles, as soon as she regained her composure. "Nothing," was the laconic response"Nothing?"

There was a tone of disappointment in this query which caused Mr. Johnson to elevate his eyebrows suspiciously. But he was firm in thcr resolution wiih^which he sought to imbue his fellow boarders. "That's jnst it," he rejoined, emphatically. "We'll do nothing more, but wait and" "Watch," chimed in Mr. Hadley. "Yes, sir wait and watch. You have hit it exactly. I thought you would realize the wisdom of thi3 course."

Hadley's face flushed, but he had gdihed wisdom since his Interview with "poor old Claypole," and deemed it prudent to say nothing.

Something about the programtno struck tho boarders favorably. Tho fix-st step of active interference had resulted disastrously. Tho old lawyer was evidently indifferent to the fate bis wife so recklessly invited. "Waiting" and "watching" wero words full of mystery and ominous import. The programme presaged keen excitement. Ten pairs of eyes scrutinizing every look and action of a frivolous woman, ten superheated brains wrestling with the motives that guided her conduct, and ten busy tongues ready to tear her reputation to tatters on the slightest provocation—why, the prospect was delightful to this modern school for scandal, and with one accord the boarders lifted up their voices In approval. "Agreed,"was the unanimous verdict. "Wo'Il wait and watoh."

Meanwhile 9 o'clock had arrived, and with it Mrs. Claypole's expected visitor. From her cozy little sitting room upstairs came tho rhythmic thumming of the piano and the soft contralto voice singing in delightful unison, "You'll Remember Me." "One of them's there," said Miss Goggles in a stage whisper. "Sho always sings that soug when that curly headed boy comes. But it's getting late—I wish you all good evening."

And Miss Goggles glided swiftly from the parlor and went upstairs. 'The game's begun," remarked Mi*. Johnson, with a significant shrug. "How so?" asked Hadley. "Miss Goggles is fir6t on watch.

III.

Mr. Johnson was right. Miss Goggles was first on watch. Tho watery eyed spinster foresaw many personal advantages in the scheme of espionage agreed upon by the boarders. In tho first place, nature seemed to have endowed her with especial gifts of poking and prying into the personal affairs of others.

Her eyes, expressionless though they wero, wero remarkably sharp both at short aud long range. Her ears, which bulged out like miniature cornucopias, had very susceptible tympanums, which accurately received and registered- the slightest undulation of sound. Her nose, long, sharp and pointed, seemed framed to scent out scandal whilo her high, narrow foreheiid betokened intellectual qualities in keeping with those other tokenB of inquisitivenoss and cunning.

Then sho had a footfall as soft and velvety as that of a cat. She glided noiselessly about the house, and was constantly turning up in the midst of interesting domestic incidents. The servants said she had a disagreeable habit of hiking through the keyholes. Ono night, when young Mr. Jobson came home slightly under the weather, and Mrs. Jobson began to moan and cry and threaten to return to the aching bosom of her mother, Miss Goggles was caught peering through the transom of their room. She excused herself on the ground that she thought the wretch was murdering his unfortunate wife, and she wanted to be able to testify against him in the criminal court.

Mrs. Jobson came near tearing her eyes out tho next morning, and Mr. Jobson, mortiliod and humiliated almost beyond endurance, consulted a scientific friend as to the practicability of securing the germs of some malignant diseaso with which to quietly inoculate the innocent, saintlike Miss Goggles.

This showed Mr. Jobson to be a bitter, spiteful man, quite capable of the awful crime which the spinster suspected him of contemplating but a man cannot feel friendly and doveliko toward a woman who has witnessed and gloated over his first connubial tiff.

Then, Miss Goggles was pleased with tho now programme because it emanated from Mr. Johnson.

Tho old gentleman had been particularly attentive to the spinster of late. Ho had taken her to tho theater several times and grown tenderly sentimental over the subsequent oyster stews. More than once ho had waxed confidential over the parlor stove, and spoken of his financial affairs In a way which excited her to envy, If it did not warm her to lovo.

She felt herself blushing whenever those kindly, twinkling brown eyes looked into tho literally liquid depths of her own passionless orbs. Affairs had reached such a pass now that Mr. Johnson had only to whisper an affectionate word, and she was ready to flop Into his arms and proclaim vows of undying devotion.

But Mr. Johnson did not whisper that word, contenting himself with an occasional sigh and a glance of respectful adoration. He sometimes called her "Henrietta"—that was her given name—but the word seemed to come from him unaawares, and he lapsed into moody silence everv time it escaped his lips.

Now was the opportunity of her life, she argued, as she glided up stairs to her hall bed room. If she were Industrious in her espionage, if she discovered reckless abandon on the part of the fascinating Mrs. Claypole, if she were the first to

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rocure of unlawful conduct, Mr. would be profuse in expressions of admiration, and probably be impelled to make the longed for declaration.

When Miss Goggles reached her room she closed the door noiselessly. Inside there was another door which communicated with the sitting room of Mr. and Mrs. Claypole. -This door, of coarse, was locked on the other side. The key holo was stuffed with paper, the chinks were covered with list, and the glass of tho transom had a green baize covering to shut oat the guzo of curious eyes and deaden the sounds within.

It was evident that the Claypoles knew of and were desirous of dream venting the inquisitive proclivities of their next door neighbor.

Kit tho genius of Miss Goggles rose superior to trival obstacles of this kind. Days ago she had seized a chance to enter the Claypole apartments and unfasten the \Bttoa which h£l& the transom tiqpedL

This maneuver Bad evidently not been noticed, since only that morning, while Mrs. Claypole was down town shopping, she had tried tho transom and found it worked responsively.and noiselessly to her touch.

As to the key hole, a* pair of tweezers had picked tho paper almost entirely out, bit by bit, until only a thin layer remained, which could be easliy removed when the exigencies of the case reqired such a step.

Consequently Miss Goggles was well situated to play the part of a spy and, if needs be, to surprise the blondo in the very height of her amours.

And Miss Goggles chuckled softly to herself as she heard the lid of the piano close and the singing givo place to sounds of earnest conversation.

Turning down tho gas, the inquisitive spinster mounted on a chair, pushed tho transom open a little, and was delighted to find that the angle of vision thus obtained gave her a full view of Mrs. Claypolo and her visitor, besides enabling her to hear every word that passed between them.

What was transpiring in the Claypole sitting room must havo been profoundly entertaining, since for a full hour, at tho risk of cramp in her neck, Miss Goggles remained in this uncomfortable attitude, with wide staring oyes and eager open ears taking in the scene below.

What was transpiring.

Suddenly tho ancient spinster released her hold of tho transom, sprang from the chair with a suppressed scream, hastily undressed herself, got into bed, and pulled the clothes over her head like a frightened child.

IV.

What was tho cause of Miss Goggles' agitation? Tho spinster had nerved herself to seo and hear strange goings on in the Claypole sitting room. Something out of the ordinary run of scandalous proceedings must havo occurred to make her divo deep under thj^ bed clothes as if sho wanted to shut out the remembrance of a horrible sight.

When the expected visitor was admitted, Mrs Claypolo was seated at tho piano warbling plaintive lovo songs. Sho rose and received him cordially, callod him dear Herman," and allowed him to press his lips to her cheek.

The boarders were right as to the age of this youthful admirer. He was about 17 years old. lie had a bright, sunny face, with laughing blue eyes, and flaxen, curly hair, brushed from a square, intelligent forehead, adorned by heavy bushy eyebrows, which were arched like a bow at full tension.

He was dressed with great neatness. His black cutaway cpat was of the newest pattern, tho vest cut low, showing a wide expanse of shirt bosom. Ho wore a gold watch chain of excellent make, and on the little finger of his right hand was a solitaire diamond ring.

The boy looked like a well to do broker's clerk. Ho carried himself easily and gracefully, as though accustomed to society.

He was evidently a welcome guest, for Mrs. Claypole's eyes dwelt lovingly on his handsomo face, and beamed with pleasure as he asked her to resume her seat at the piano.

What shall I play, Herman?" she asked, smiling. "You know my favorite song, Allv," ho plied. "Sing, 'You'll Remember Me.'

Mrs. Claypolo complied, and the boy hung on the tones of her low, rich voice with rapt attention. His eyes followed her every movement his faco flushed with delight when sho turned to him during the tender passages of the song and accented them by glances which sent a thrill through his frame.

There could bo no doubt as to tho feclgs with which the lad regarded her he was desperately in love with this fair enchantress.

And Mrs. Claypole? It would be difficult to probo her feelings. Practiced in all the arts of coquetry, she could play with hearts at will and yet remain serene and cold beneath the surface

The conversation with her husband denoted that the lad was kept under the spell for a purpose. What was the purpose which could induce a woman of maturo ago to enthrall a boy and keep his heart jumping in response, to her seductive wiles?

Just as Miss Goggles was gently opening tho transom Mrs. Claypole again left the piano and seated herself by tho side of tho boy, who, with a trace of old time gallantry, raised her jeweled fingers to his ips and kissed them. The action Bent a thrill through the bosom of the antique eavesdropper, which was intensified when the blonde run her fingers lovingly through his flaxen curls and fondly patted his rosy checks. 'Now, that is enough nonsense for tonight," she said, with a winning smile. "Tell me what you havo been doing lately, Herman."

You ought to know, Ally," he answered l&nghingly "or doesn't the governor make daily reports?" "I am afraid he doe# not tell me everything," was tho smiling reply, "aud I always like to hear the exploits of the boys from the captain's own lips."

Tho lad was evidently pleased. He said frankly: "To tell you the truth, Ally, I have been a little suspicious of tho governor of late. Ho doesn't seem to be toting fair. He said ho only got $1,000 for that last bundle, while I have it on the best authority that the stuff brought $1,700. The gang are mad nbont it. and yon better give hira a gentle hint that we will stand anything bnt swindling on his part. Wo run all the risk, and ho ought surely to bo satisfied with a square divy."

A shadow crossed the woman's faco, bat it was gone in a moment. "You are right, my boy," she said, in a caressing tone. "Henry should bo more careful of your interests—indeed, of all our interests, since we are all in the same swim. But you know what he is." "Yes," responded the boy, moodily, "I lmow what he is, and he better be a little more careful. Had it not been for you, Ally, we would have broken with him long ago and given him a posh toward the

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everything to settle hfm, and well go south together." "No, no! Herman." cried the woman, in a tone of alarm "that would never do, you foolish boy. I must still bo your mother, and you must be kind and considerate to Henry."

The boy pouted, but returned the kiss with which this declaration terminated. "I am getting tired of this 'mother' business." he said, testily^, "A fellow don't want two mothers." "But you need me, my dear, to keep you safe. You would have been in trouble a year ago had I not caught you in time. Now. bo patient, Herman, and don't harbor harsh thoughts about the governor. I want oy boys to work pleasantly together. and we'll soon be able to enjoy the good time that's coming." "All right, Ally." said the lad in a more cheerful spirit "I'll not only wait, but work, if you say so." "That's my brave boy," said the woman, kissing him again warmly. "Now, tell mo what's in the wind." "Well, we've done somo fine night work lateiy," Herman responded, his eyes flashing enthusiastically at tho recollection. "We've been cracking private cribs, and tho governor has sevoral thousands in the vault, which will bo worked off soon on tho outside. Tho cops aro all at sea.

They are looking for eastern crooks, and have no idea that home talent Is at tho bottom of all lliv fine work in town I pass members of the centra! detail every day, and they don't condescend to notice the peddler boy who is disposing of stolen goods under their very noses."

The lad laughed heartily at this evidence of the perspicuity of tho police, and continued: "Wo aro going to branch out in an other direction The private house racket Is played out. for the people at'e getting alarmed aud laying in stocks of firearn.3 to give tho cracksmen a warm reception We will scoop in tho business district next. There are u»ts of fine pickings in somo of tho wholesale houses, and %vo havo two or three marked which aro easy to crack. Oh! there'll bo no end of fun and boodle during the next threo months, and then it will be time to take that va cat ion you spoke of." "I am glad you aro working toward the business ccnter," said tho woman "But how are you on blowing?" "Curly has been practicing lately." an swered (ho lad, "and promises well. A fellow from St. Louis, an old t'mcr. has him in tow and says ho'll bo a daisy in few months. But wo don't depend on blowing for good hauls. We'll tako all tho looso stuff we can find—such stuff that can be easily peddled and has a quick salo in offices and private houses. The governor's vault is a safe hiding place." "But isn't this peddling fako ri.sky?" asked Mrs Claypole. uneasily. "Bless you. no." replied tho lad, laugh. Ing "It's tl'.o greatest schemo on earth The cops will never suspect poor peddler boys of being mixed up with high toned cracksmen Tho very openness of our Btreet fako is an Insurauco against sus piciou, and I understand tho schemo is bo ing adopted by tho big bugs in New York." "Well, you must bo cautious, Herman. I don't want any of my chicks nabbed." "You needn bo afraid, Ally," said the boy. "We've got everything fixed in case of troublo. Ho'll bo a ily cop, in deed, who tumbles to our racket." "Do you think. Herman." said tho woman, with some hesitation, 'that you could do a little job on my own account?" "Why. of course I can," promptly replied tho lad. Anything you waut will be attended to the boys swear by their mother. Just give it a name and con sulcr it done."

Mrs. Claypole smiled at Herman's confident tone. Sho was proud of her Influence over the "gang," who were always ready to obey her slightest behests, and sho was particularly pleased with the ardent homage of tho handsomo captain. Sho drew her chair nearer to him, and caressed him in a motherly fashion. "Two peoplo have offended me grievously," she said in a tono of mingled mournfulnoss and malignity "they have tried to damago my reputation In this neighborhood, and want to set Henry against mo because I am kind and affectionate toward you, Herman." "WTho aro tho villains?" cried the boy melodramatically. "Givo mo their names and tho gang will soon settlo tholr hash." "Oh!" responded Mrs. Claypole, with a languishing sigh, which had tho effect of stirring Herman to deep angor, "I don want any rash deed of vengeanco. This i3 a matter which can be disposed of without bloodshed. I would like their punishment to bo lingering—to be in the nature of mental agony, tho loss of friends and tho sacrifice of good name—in short, to make them objects of scorn, to make them suffer as they intended I should suffer." "They shall do all this and more, 1 swear," exclaimed tho lad, excitod by tho quiver in tho woman's voice and tho tear sho had forced to glisten iu her eyo. "Who aro they?" "Ono is a woman." said Mrs. Claypolo, "who watches my movements and circutilates ovil reports about my character—a malicious, spiteful wretch, whoso life has been ono long chapter of deceit and wickedness, and whoso sole cxcuso for living now i3 that sho nay sow tho seeds of dissension aud hatred broadcast in tho hearts of loving husbands and trusting wives. You know her, Herman sho lives in this house."

Tho led jumped to his feet and paced tho floor excitedly. ••It's that Goggles," ho cried. Know her? Why, of course I know her, the pry in/r, meddlesome hussy. And sho has ciared to talk cf you—to backbite and slander you! Say. Ally"—and he spoko in a tragic whisper, every syilablo reaching tho ccuto cars of the eavesdropper—"we 11 kidnap her and bury her alive. If (8he makes ray outcry this will settlo her. VAcd the lad pulled c, murderous looking uirk from Lis hip pockct. and brandished it fiercely like a stago villain.

It wns at this juncture that tne transom closed, crd Miss Goggles hurried to bed, shivering end quaking with fear. If sho had listened a little longer she would havo liesrd tho cruel blondo acquiesce in boyish schcmo of revenge and become acquainted with a scarcely ess fiendish plan to get even with Mr. Iladley for his i-i pertinent interference in ilr. Clr.5pq]e_'s P©®onal affairs.

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With Headache, Neuralgia, Rheumatism Dyspeplia, Biliousness, Blood Humors, Kidney Disease, Constipation, Female Troubles, Fever and Ague, Sleeplessness, Partial Paralysis, or Nervous Prostration, use Paine's Celery Compound and bo cured. In each of these tho cause is mental or physical overwork, anxiety, exposure or malaria, the effect of which is to weaken tho nervous system, resulting in one of these diseases. Remove the

caubh

result

with that great Nerve Tonic, and the

will disappear.

Paine's Celery Compound

Jas. L. Bowkn, Springfield, Mass., writes "Paine's Celery Compound cannot bo excelled as a Nerve Tonic. In my case a single bottle wrought a great change. My nervousness entirely disappeared, and with it the resulting affection of the stomach, heart and liver, and the whole tono of the system was wonderfully Invigorated. I tell my friends, if sick as 1 have been, Paine's Celery Compound

Will Cure You!

Sold by druggists. 81 six for $f. Prepared only by Wells, Richaudson & Co., Burlington, Vt. for the Aged, Nervous, Debilitated.

Warranted to color more goods than any other dyes ever made, and to give more brilliant and durable colors. Ask for the Diamond, and take no other.

Also:1

percelv-

inir its hygienic eflect upon the teetn,

the

gums and the breath. Breakage is immaterial if you have Spacldiso's Glue at hand.

'i5 5.

FOR

A Dress Dyed A Coat Colored Garments Renewed CENTS.

A Child can use them!

Unequalled for all Fancy and Art Work. At druggists and Merchants. Dye Book free. WELLS. RICHARDSON & CO,, Props., Burlington, Vt.

Moore's Pilules

Pilules area most certain and speedy cure for all diseases that arise from Malaria, Chills and Fever, etc. The

act directly in tho blood, permeating the whole of the circulation, killing the germs that produce fever, torpid liver, con

stipi heu« raig

stipation, kidney troubles, sick headache, rheumatism, neuralgia,etc. They area

Positive

antidote for these complaints have never ailed for more than 16 years. They act like magic on all malarial

sickness, hence they are the only positive

/~y for all Blood Impurities known. I 'lifiA They will purify and elense the 111 I 1"^ system, when everything else has failed and as

For Chills

and fever, there is nothing (and never was anything produced, ever,) like them

for their wonderful cfl'ects. Many hundreds of thousands of old stubborn cases have been cured by Moore's Pilules, which all other remedies failed to touch. They area most valuable medicine to have on hand In the family they relieve indigestion, clear the skin, act on the liver nt once—hence there Is no need of the harmful cathartics. They are worth many times their cost to any fmrilly. Those who rely on Moore's Pilules are quickly distinguished by their bright appearance. elastic step, and the healthful glow upon their faces

Moore's Throat and Lung Lostenges are a most excellent lemedy,—nothing better-for Coughs. Colds, fore Throat, Bronchitis. Whooping Cough and all affections of the throat and cheat. They are pleasant to the taste, and give instant relief. Put up In large 10 cent and 25 cent tin boxes—for Irritation of fhe throat there is no remedy that begins to compare with them. Both remedies sold by druggists.

OBATKFUZI—COWFORTIJfG.

Epps's Cocoa

BREAKFAST.

"By a thorough knowledge of the natural laws which govern the operations of digestion and nutrition, and by a careful applies* tion of the line properties of well-selected Cocoa, Mr. Epps has provided our breakfast tables with a delicately flavored beverage which may save us many heavy doctors' bills. It is by the judicious use of such articles of diet that a constitution may be gradually built up until strong enough to resist every tendency to disease. Hundreds of sub-

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attack wherever there Is a weak pointmay escape many a fatal shaft by weeping ourselves well fortified with pure Wood and a properly nourished frame."—[Civil Service Oa*ette.

Made simply with boiling water or milk Sold only in half pound tins by grocere, laJAMK8 KPFS

beled thus: Homoeopathic Cheml'U,

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l* Philadelphia at the *ip«per Aare»

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