Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 20, Number 3, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 13 July 1889 — Page 7

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A PRETTY SUGGESTION.

They lingered at her fattier"* door. Tbe hour nil shining bright, 5 And to the maiden, o'er and o'er.

Tbe youth had said good night. But xtfll reluctant to depart Her tiny hand he pressed, While &U tbe lore that fiUed bin heart lite ardent look* coofesaed. At length tbe maiden blushed and sighed,

And said, in aeeenta low, "1 hope, dear John, you will not try To klM me "ere you go —Boston Courier.

I.N THE RESERVOIR.

Tairty year* ago you might have seen tome the bent widely of New York on tbe top of

the distributing reservoir at Forty-sccond street any fine Oetolwr momlnjj. There were two or three carriagw In waiting and a dozen senatorial looking motbertt with ig children pacing tbe parapet as we ourselves, one day in tbe post generation, basked tbere in tbe sunshine—now watching (be pickerel that glided along tlte lucid, edge* p{ tbe black pool within, and now looking off upon tbe scene of rich and wondrous variety that sjirovU along the two broad and lieauti ful river* on t-acb side. "They inay talk of Alpbetw and Aretbusa,' itnuriuurtfl an idling sopbnmore. who bad found hi* way thither during recitation 'hours, "but the Croton, in passing over an arm of the sea at Hpuyten Duyvil and hurst ing to sight aguln in this truncated pyramid, beats it all hollow. By George, too, tbe bay yonder looks us blue as ever the Mgetui tea to

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Byron's eye gazing from tbe Acropolis Did you see that pike break, sir*" "I did not,'' "His silver fin flashed upon the black Acheron, like a restless soul that hoped yet to mount from the pool," "The place seems suggestive of fancies to you r* wo observed in reply to the rattlepote. "It is. indeed for 1 have done up a good deal of anxious thinking within a circ'lo of -.few yards where that fish broke Just now 'Shall 1 tell you about itf* "Pray do." "Weil, you have seen thenotico forbidding any one to flsh in the reservoir. Now, when I read that warning, tbe spirit of tbe thing -struck mo nt once as Inferring nothing more than that one should not sully the temperance potations of our citizens by steeping bait in It of any Wind but you probably know the common way of taking piko with a slip noose •of delicate wire. 1 was determined to have a touch at the follows with this tackle. "I chose a moonlight night and an hour before the edifice was closed to visitors I secreted myself within the walls, determined to pass the night on the top. All went a* I could wish It The night proved cloudy, but It was only a variable drift of broken •clouds which obscuml the moon. 1 had a walking cano rod with mo which would reach to tbe margin of the water, and several feet beyond if nm-wciry. To this was attached the wire. about fifteen inches in length. "1 prbwml along the parapet for 11 considerable time, but not a single fish could see. Tho clouds made a flickering light and shade that wholly foiled my steadfast gaze. I was convinced that should they come up thicker my whole night's ml venture would bo thrown laway. 'Why should I not descend ho slop ing wall and got nearer on a level with the flsh, for thus alone eau 1 hope to see onef Tho question had hardly shnped itself in my mind before I had one leg over the Iron rail tag. "If you look around you will see now that there aro some half doswn weeds growing hero and there amid the fissures of tho solid masonry. In onoof tho Assures* from whence those spring, 1 planted afoot and began ray descent. The reservoir was fuller than it is now, and a few strides would have carried tno lo tho margin of the water. Holding on to the cleft above, I felt round with on* foot for a place to plant it below 1110. "In that moment the llap of a pound pike made me look round, and the rootii of tho weed u|Hn which I jiartially depended gave way as 1 was in the act of turning. Sir, one's tenses are sharjmicd in deadly peril as I live now, distinctly heard tie bells of Trinity ohlniing midnight, as 1 row to tho surface tho next Instant, imtnerued in the stono mid row, where I must swim for my life, Hoa^tfonly could tell how long I "I ftmtfcapitnl swiuimor and this naturally gave mo a degree of wff jxwwsuion. Falling an 1 had, I, of course, luul pitched out some distauco from tho sloping pftrapet A few strokes brought me to tho edge. I really wn» not yet certain but that 1 coulid clamber up the face of tho wall anywhere, 1 hoped that I could. "1 tried the nearest spot. Tho inclination of tho wall was *0 vertical that it did uot even rest me to lean against it I felt with my hands and with my feet Surelyk 1 thought, there must be some fissure like those iu which that ill omened weed had found a place for it* root! "There none. My lingers became sore in busying themselves with the harsh and in tawpltahlo stones. My feet slipped from the smooth and slimy masonry beneath the water and iwveraJ times my face came in rude contact with the wall, when my foothold gave wny ou the Instant that I sweated to have found some diminutive rocky cleat upon whiI could stay myself. "Sir, did you ever see a rat drowned ta a half tilled hogshead—how he swims round and round and round, and after vainly trying tbe sides again and again with hi* paws, fixes hi* eves upon tbe upper rim as if he woultf look iitmwlf out of his watery prison "I thought of the miserable vermin, thorcM of him asl had often watched thus his r.-j agouicw, when a cruel urchin of eight or tea Bovs a«x» horribly cruel, air toy*, women and snvnges. All child like things are cruel —cruel fnmi want of thought, from perverse ingenuity "1 thought then, I say, of the rat drowning in a half filled cask of wateir, and lifting his gam out of the V««k) as be grew desperate, Riwl I flung myself on my back, and floating thus. fixed my eye* upoc* the mooa. ""Hie moon is well enough in her way, bow^ »nr you may look at her but, her appearance to say tho least of ft, {teculiar to a man (looting on bis back in the center of a stone tiu k, with a dead wall of tome fifteen or twvuty feet rising iquarely on every side of Mm (The vouttg man smlfexi bitterly as he *ail this, and shuddered once or tvrkss be fore he went on musingly.) "The hut time 1 had noted tin? planet with any ration she was on tbe wanu Mary was: with jut's I had brought her *st here one morn.r,^ to look at the rio* from the top of the rvscrvtMr She sail little tf tbe scene, but em «e tatluxi of our old child i*b loves 1 saw Ui.it it* fresh ftatuns inoorporatir.g u.. with tander memories of the

I rtn content. a rich golden fe spoil the •. iuvi a* my «wa iftoit* rem mmU I atn«*|ik*rA, «t» |«yM to "... dbwWMu. like fktnt! -,r and bow loagj tbe k%ivc* wvuH (^U, I I" tint *»vc im«t» my -hi. If had tight t» b»] :n! v.Aar*, sritb«HRj t» ber §atef|J kss tbe biMS' eF*

noontide, were there to remind as of the gone forever? ""iTbey will all renew themselves, dear Mary,' said I, 'and there is one that will ever keep tryst alike with thee and nature through all seasons, if thou wilt bat be true to one of as, and remain aa now a child of nature.' "A tear sprang to her eye, and then searching bar pocket for her card case, she remembered an engagement to be present at Mia UWMO'S opening of fall bonnets at 2 o'clock I "And yet, dear, wild, wayward Mary, I thought of her now. Yon have probably outlived this sort of tiling, sir, but I, looking at the moon, as I floated there upturned to her yellow light, thought of tbe loved being whose tears I knew would flow when she heard of my singular fate, at once so grotesque, yet ma lane holy to awfnlness. "And how often we have talked, too, of that Carlan shepherd who spent his damp nights upon the bills, gaidng as I do on the lustrous planet! Who will revel with her amid thoeeold superstitions! Who, from oar own unlegended woods, will evoke their yet undetected haunting spirits! Who peer with ber in prying scrutiny into nature's law*, and challenge the whispers of poetry from tbe voiceless throat of matter! Who laugh merrily over the stupid guess work of pedants, that never mingled with the infinitude of nature, through love exhaustlees and allembracing, as we have! Poor girl! she will be companJonleaL "Alas! oompanionleas forever—save In tbe exciting stages of some brisk flirtation. She will live hereafter by feeding other hearts with love's lore she has learned from me, and then, Pygmalion like, grow fond of the images she has herself endowed with semblance of divinity. How anxious she will be lot the coroner shall have discovered any of ber notes in my pocket! "I felt chilly as this last reflection crossed my mind, partly at thought of tbe coroner, partly at the Idea of Mary being unwillingly compelled to wear mourning for me, in case of such a disclosure of our engagement. It is a provoking thing for a girl of 10 to have to go into mourning for a deceased lover at tbe beginning of her second winter in the metropolis. "Tho water, though, wlfh 'my motionlesi position, must have bad something to do with my chilliness. I see, sir, you think that I tell my story with great levity but indeed 1 should grow delirious did I venture to bold steadily to the awfulness of my feelings the greater part of that night I think, indeed, I must have been most of the timo hysterical with horror, for the vibrating emotions I have recapitulated did pass through my brain, even &i I have detailed thorn. "But as I now became calm in thought 1 summoned up again some resolution of action. "1 will begin at that corner bftid I), and swim around the whole inclosare. I will swim slowly and again feel the sides of the tank with my feet If die I must, let me perish at least from well directed though exhausting effort, not sink from mere bootless weariness in sustaining myself till the morning shall bring relief. "The sides of tbe place seemed to grow higher as 1 uow kept my watery course beneath tbem. It was not altogether a dead pull. I bad some variety of emotion in making my circuit When I swam in the shadow, It looked to mo more cheerful beyond in the moonlight When I swam in the moonlight I hail tho hope of making some discovery when I should again reach the shadow. 1 turned several times on my back to rest just where those wavy lines would moot The stirs looked viciously light to me from the bottom of thai well there was suoh a company of them they were so glad in their lustrous revelry and they bad such space to move in! I was alone, sad to despair in a strange element, prisoned, and a solitary gazer upon their chorus. And yet there was nothing else with which I could hold communion 1 "1 turned upou my breast and struck out almost frantically onco more. The stars were forgotten the moon, the very world of which I as yet formed a part, my poor Mary hersdlf, were forgotten. 1 thought only of tho strong man there perishing of me in my lusty manhood, in the sharp vigor of my dawnlug primo, with faculties illimitable, with senses all alert, battling there with physical obstacles which men like myself bad brought together for my undoing. The Eternal could never have willed this thing! 1 could not and I would not perish thus. And 1 grow strong in insolence of self trust, and 1 laughed alou^l as I dashed the sluggish water aside. "Thou came an emotion of pity for myself —of wild, wild regret of sorrow, oh, infinite for n. fate so desolate, a doom so dreary, so heart sickening! You may laugh at the contradiction if you will, sir, but 1 felt that 1 could sacrifice my own life on the instant, to redeem another fellow creature from such a place of horror, from an end so piteous. My soul and my vital spirit seemed in that desperate moment to be separating, while one In parting grieved over the deplorable fate of the other. "And then 1 prayed I 1 prayed, why or wherwforo I know not It was not from fear. It could not have boeu in hope. The days of miracles are passed, and there was no natural law by win we interposition I could be saved. I dkl not pray it prayed of itself, my soul within ma "Was the calmness that I now felt, tor pidityf U:e torpidity that precedes dissolution, to the strong swimmer who, sinking from exhausion, must at last add a bubble to tbe waves as bo suffooatos beneath the element which now denied his mastery! If it were so, how fortunate was it that my floatrod at *^-.t moment attracted my atten1 as it ed through tbe water by rne. 1 saw on the instant that a fish bad entangled himself in the wire noose. The rod quivered, plunged, came again to tbe surface, and rippled the water as it shot in arrowy flight from aide to side of fV tank. At last driven toward the sou the. corner of the reservoir, tho scmll eod seemed to have got foul somewhere. The brasen butt, which, every time the fhth sounded, was threwn up to the moon, now MMk by its own weight, showing that tbe other end must be fast But the cornered fish, •v^-itly an-~v~red sor-^-vbero by that short flound sewn: timet to tbe surface before I tboughtof striking out to the spot* "Tbe water is low now, and tolerably clear. You may see tbe very ledge there, wit, is yonder comer, on wi."-l: -T -.wy rod nested when «ec_ u~: ,u. bands. 1 did toot take him Cram the slip MOM. however, bolt, handled tbe rod in I flung that pound pickerel over tbe iron railing upon the top of tbe v.-t rod, as I bave taokl yen. barely wd I -1 tbe railing to thenar. It* bet.

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TER.RE HAUTE S A TURD A Y, EY^ENIN MAIL

A SONG OF KILLARNEY.

By tbe Lakes of KOlarney, one morning In Ifajt On my jiipe of green holly I warbled away. While a black bi rd, high up an the arbatas trs% Gave b*ck my gay miaio with gushes of

When my EUeea's voice stole From the thicket of holly. And turned Just tbe whole

Of our fluting to folly. And softly along Through the myrtle and heather The maid and ber song

Swept upoo us together

Twas an old Irish tale, full of psaskw**® inM, Of two faithful lowers long laid in the dust. And her eyes, as she sang, looked so far, faraway. She went by me. nor knew she went by where 1 .toy \f .. And myself and tbe grass.

And tbe deeshy red daisies ^Should let our dear pass, •a %^/p Only wbispYing her pratses.

Till the lass aod her lay

t~ Through the myrtle and heather «vjLike a dream died away is!" O'er tbe mountain together. ij —Alfred Perceval Graves In Tbe Spectator.

PHANTOMS OF FLEURY.

It was toward tbe end of August when 1 paid my first visit to the old Chateau de Fleury.

My road, a mere cart track, lay across the plain, between tbe golden stubble fields that till a few days before bad been covered with ripe corn. It was uot often that 1 walked away from tbe great forest t'at stretched darkly over the gently swelling hills behind me, but it was late ta tbe afternoon, the shadows already gathered thickly beneath its ghode, and I turned involuntarily toward the sun. My walk was solitary. The only people I met were one or two laborers, men and women, returning from their work, who sar luted me as they passed with "Bon soir m'deu."

The scene was very peaceful the air was warm and soft, the sinking sun cast bis rays gently over the earth far away, from one of the many villages dotted on tbe plain, came the sound of the vesper bell, and the land looked very fair. But with its beauty there was also that nvin*"* which will come when summer is giving place to autumn. The earth is at rest She has brought her wealth of fruit and flowers to perfection, and is taking a breathing space before beginning ber winter struggles. Summer is still with her, but he hovers with outstretched wings, ready to answer the voices that call him elsewhere, turning a last tender, loving farewell look upon tbe land he has so blessed with his presence.

And with this sadness upon me 4 passed through the old gateway and stood in the great quadrangle. The grass had grown long and the paths were oovered with weeds, but it was not quite deserted, for at the well an old man in a blue apron was drawing water. He raised his bucket and, with slow nnd laborious steps, turned and passed through a little postern gate, the water splashing over as he went. The inclosure in which I stood was formed on three sides by outhouses and stables on the fourth, facing me, by the dwelling house, forming a second court and separated from the largo one by a moat crossed by a drawbridge This inner court was brilliant with flowers, wasting their Hwoetness sadly, for there was no one now to open the shuttered windows and come down the terrace steps to wonder at their beauty. And I stood under the great limes by the well and thought of the days gone by, when the chateau had been full of life and gayety, and wondered if such times would ever come again.

Presently 1 roused myself, and turning to the left I wont round to the other side of the house. The moat surrounded it only on three sides tbe back, or rather the real front, faced a large lake ta a far stretching green pork. There was a terrace on this side of the building, too, the steps leading into a beautiful rose garden. The roses were falling now, but the evening air was laden with their scent, and here end there was still a perfect flower. Tbe shadows were lengthening over tho water two or three little islands lay darkly on its surface the wild luxuriance of the vegetation pointed, no doubt, to the fact that the place was very damp, but on this August evening it looked warm and sweet enough. V,. *'r

Presently the son flung a last bright* smile to the tall, stately trees, and touched the weathercocks on the old turrets with gold. The sky became tinged with delicate pale green and rose color, the reflection of the sunset I could not see. For a few minutes tbe old place was full of soft light, and then the radiance slowly died away and the twilight camo on apace.

Still I could not bring myself to leave the spot I had sunk down upon a moss covered stone among the roses, and was gazing out over the lake. Vague, dreamy thoughts came floating through my brain, and 1 sat on unconscious of the passing time.

Suddenly 1 became aware that the light on h-• picture liefore me was changing. Mystois shadows lay upon the grass on the opposite shore of tbe lake. The islands were Hinting in a silvery mist An old boat ci »red close to me seemed to shine like a (airy skiff, fit for any of those dainty dames of tbe olden time, of whom I hod been dreaming, to tab* their pleasure in. Clearer and clearer became the light, more fairy like and bright tbe srcne. when my own shadow grew out of tho ground at my feet 1 turned and, behoVi. tbe great golden moon had climbed the heavens and was peeping through the trees to the east A slight breese sprang up and rustled their leaves softly. They whispered and bent to one another, and tbe air was full of their sound. In tbe center of the lake a flsh leapt, breaking the water into a thousand sparkling ripples tbat eddied to my feet

At last I rcao and turned to go, when 1 became aware of a startling change in the appearance of tbe boosa It was no longer dark and deserted. Tbe shutters were thrown open. lights shone from every casement, and figures passed r.- pidiy to and fro. On gr~:rsd floor ft*, door windows were »Of-

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and important gathering. The host appeared to be a t»li, portly man, his powdered hair tied with black ribbon, a violet satin embroidered coat and fine lace ruffles at throat and wrist. He leant on a gold beaded cane and tapped a snuff box as be talked. There were crowds of courtly men talking to elegant women, whose eyes glanced all tbe brighter for their powder and rouge. At one end two couples were gliding through a minuet, with many a bow and sweeping courtesy. As I grew more aocustomBd to the brilliant soene 1 seemed to know instinctively who some of the people werti Those two old dames on tbe settee in tbe oorner are kinswomen of the bust, and their tongues have not ceased since 1 camo in. No doubt they are discussing some dainty d«h of scandal. That tall, stern man moving about with an air of an thority must surely be the son and heir.

But there is a couple tbat more than all tbe rest excites my curiosity. The man is small and slight and fair he is dressed ta the ex treme of fashion, ta pale pink satin, with diamond buckles on bis shoes. His rapier has a Jeweled hilt, and through it is drawn an embroidered handkerchief. He stands near tbe top of the room, and is evidently a guest of importance, for the host pauses now and again to smile and say a few words, which the young man answers carelessly ta a thin, bored voice. His partner is a much more interesting study. She is very young—not more than 17—and has a delicate, fragile look. Her hair is piled loosely on tbe top of her head, and a blue ribbon runs through it It is the only bit of color about her. Her white silk sacque falls in full, graceful folds from her shoulders she holds a drooping cluster of white roses ta her bands, which nervously arrange and rearrange the flowers, her face is very colorless, and her deep blue eyes have a strained, nervous look. The two do not seem at ease ta each other's company from time to time the gentleman pays the lady a vapid compliment, to which die responds faintly or not at all.

Now there is a general move toward the top of the room, and the musicians cease. The company gathers round a square oak table on it are pens, ink and several large sheets of paper. A man ta plain black garments, evidently a notary, takes a seat Father and son stand near each other, and on the farther side the yonng couple who have so interested me then I see the likeness between the girl and the two men opposite, and it flashes across my mind that I am assisting at that betrathal scene I had beard of a few days before. The notary begins to read, the document tells of the dower of th9 bride and tbe settlements made by the bridegroom, calling forth many exclamations of wonder and sighs of envy from the assembled guests. Tbe father and son listen with stern satisfaction tbe bridegroom pretends to pay no attention the bride, poor little thing, gets paler and more nervous.

Now the reading has come to an end, and amidst the buzz of conversation tbe host rises and 6igns the papers. The witnesses on his side follow, then the bridegroom and his witnesses. The notary turns to tho bride, and, smiling, offers her the pen. With trem bltag fingers she takes it, then hesitates. Her great sad eyes are lifted appealingly to her brother, and seeing no hope there she looks at her father, and a piteous murmur that is half a sob breaks from her: "Father!'* But no softness comes over the stern face. "It is your turn to sign, my daughter!" is all the response she gets. Despairingly she bends over the table and her name is added to the rest

The business being over, the ladies crowd round her with congratulations on the splendid match, and surrounded by them she moves away. Presently she begs them to leave her by tbe window. She feels a little faint, she says, but a few moments' quiet will soon put her right, and they leave her in the deep embrasure. Once alone she rises, and, watching her opportunity, slips out into the night I, too, step through my window, and see her flit across the terrace in the moonlight At the foot of the steps a man starts out of the shadow with a low "At last, sweetheart!" and catches the slender figure in his arms for a moment Wrapping a large, dark cloak over her white garments he draws her arm through his and leads her a few steps, when he is stopped by a hand placed suddenly on his shoulder. Turning, be sees the dark face of his lady's brother.

With a cry the girl starts from him and flings herself between the two men. Her brother thrusts her aside. "Stand back! 1 have to deal with him, not you!" But she clings to him, and, sinking on her knees, promises anything if he will only let her lover go safe. He shakes himself free, and tn another moment the clash of swords brings a wondering crowd to tbe windows. No one interferes or attempts to go to the {56or child holding the back of a seat to keep herself upright Presently a heavy fall and a shrisk from the girl tells what the end is. The white figure flies to the prostrate man and the little hands try to lift the heavy head. "Kiss me, sweetheart,'' murmurs the dying man "1 wish I could bave saved you," and then all is still.

For a few minutes no one moves. Tbe lovers lie as if both, Instead of one, were dead tbe guests gam at tbem with pale, scared faces, and midway between the two groups, half way up the steps, father and son speak in a low whisper. The moon sheds her calm, silvery light over all, as she would were the scene she illumined a happy instead of a most tragic one. Suddenly I see tbe girl lift bar head noiselessly she rises to her knees, then to ber feet Tbe two men on tbe steps notice nothing, so deep are they ta their whispered conference. With a swift, stealthy movement she glides down to the water's edge, and Uiore her father and brother, warned by a cry from their guests, can stop bar, she has stepped Into a light pleasure boat moored there, and has pushed off into the lake. In vain are tbe cries to ber to return. She floats slowly away in tbe moonlight, and as a solemn hush comes over the spectators tbe sound of a low crooned song comes across tbe water. Then it stops and the white figure rises to Its feet, a sobbing cry reecba us, and, with lifted arms and upturned face, it sinks—skiks—and disappears. A scream bursts from some one In tbe crowd—and tbe figures vanish. 1 was sitting akxae among tbe roses, tbe old boose stood sfkat and deserted behind ma, tbe crazy boat was quietly moored at tbe little landing stage, but tbe moon bad disappeared and an owl In tbe trees near by was sending forth his melancholy cry on tbe still night air.—Ixxidoa Society.

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THE BRIDE'S LETTER.

Dear Helen, you will be surprised To get a note so soon—the first Bridal edition, unrevised—

And scribbled at my very worst.

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FRAXK J. CHKSTKV saakw orth tbat be is tbe senior partner of tbe firm of F. J. Casmtr A Co., doing holiness tn **ity of Toledo, Connty and State a'

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FRANK j. PHEXEY.

Sw."-nt to ibpforo t:i'- anf Bl h**-ril*"1 I® ny --"-.Mice, thi* I*-•«!!• f**r#

A leaf from Harry's diary torn, And then Pm writing on my knee And feel a little bit forlorn.

We're on the train stili Pm atoocf

Harry Is in the smoking car »V These last two hours. My time's my own But Helen, dear, how strange men aret ,Three days ago—time quiokly files,

And yet it somehow seems like years— Since all the kisses and good-bys, .. .. ^nd all the trembling hopes and fears.

Of course, he likes to smoke, but then You always used to say, you know, Women were different from men. jr Ah, yes, indeed! I find it so.

Meet of my dreams seem disarranged Of course, Pm happy—only life Looks altered now—the world is changed

I can't believe Pm Harry's wife,

$ And yet I know I am, for here (What tiny thorns one's wreath may mar 0 rm sitting quite alone, my dear, And be—is in the smoking car. —Madeline S. Bridges is Judge.

SAD HISTORY OF A CAT.

You Wilt Reoognise Him by the Tomato Can Over His Head. A person who has evidently been driven insane through the midnight music of cats sends tbe following communication to The St Louis Republic: My tortoise shell cat was presented to me five times each time he returned to the place of his birth, to be thrown into a willow basket and hustled back to me. He continued to act in this way, receiving a new name each time, until he was hardly presentable. The name which seemed to please Mm best was that of Sardanapalus. I called him so, not Qply because this oriental hero has never had even a disease named ta honor of him, but because early In life tho cat evinced a liking for licking out the interior of sardine cans.

In the course of time Sardanapalus developed into a strong, manly cat, with a full blown nose. He mixed a great deal ta society, chiefly at night As soon as any one was stirring ta the morning he would enter the study and curl up on the unabridged dictionary to take his day's rest Managing by strict eoonomy to make both ends meet, here he would lie, growling and striking out viciously whenever I wiped my pen on him or wished to ransack Webster for the missing 'V in judgment.

But, alas, the morning of the 14th brought not my Sardanapalus to me. After a moment's search we discovered bim ta a vacant lot near by endeavoring to free himself from an empty corn can, which, as he was exploring its depths, had caught firmly ta the fur behtad his ears. The can had been opened only at one end, but a hole bad been punched ta the other end, so that Sardanapalus could breathe easily and view the surrounding landscape to a limited extent I approached cautiously to remove his sunbounet, but tho instant I laid my hand tenderly upon him he shot down tho street and was gone like a streak of good luck, knocking as he went two baby carriages off tbe track and leaving his pursuers far ta the rear.

I went to the nearest drug store to telephone to all my friends living in the direction in which he bad started out 1 asked them.to get a halter and try to stop him or, if that was not possible, to head him off.

But none of them succeeded and we never heard of him again. We listen in vain for the catlike tread of his cushioned feet I will nevor again crawl out of bed, tearing the azure robe of night on a rooking chair and sweep Sardanapalus and his little band of followers off the back porch. Ho left nothing by which to be remembered except a few locks of his hair, which I subsequently plucked from the rose bush, and the impression of his delicate form in tho lettuce

ftdti' Tails.

M. Bert sewed the tip of the tail into tbe back of the rat. After it had taken root in its new position he cut it off close to its original point of insertion. The rat now wore a tail reversed Iq position, tbe former tip being the root After some time it was found tbat the new tail was sensitive Conclusion—The nerves of sensation can carry impulses each way. Dr. Koch has recently Deformed this experiment on forty rats. In thirty cases the tails united satisfactorily, but never, even eight months later, was any sensation present in tbe new appendage.— Scientific American.

To Cure a Bad Cough.' Dr. Kilmer's Cough-Core (Con

sumption Oil). It relieves quickly, stops tickling in the tbroat, Hacking, Catarrh dropping, Decline, Night-sweat and prevents death from consumption. Price 25c. Pamphlet Free. Bingbamton, N. Y. Sold, recommended nnd guaranteed by J. & C. Baur.

To Cure Heart Disease.

Use "Dr. Kilmer's Ocean-Weed Heart Remedy." It regulates, corrects and relieves tbe most distressing cases. Price 50c and $1.00. Pamphlet free. Bingham ptoif, N. Y. Sold,recommended and guaranteed by J. fe C. Baur.

The Mother's Friend

Not only shortens labor and lessens pafn but greatly diminishes the danger to life of both mother and child if used a few months before confinement. Write to The Bradfield Regulator Co.. Atlanta, Ga. Sold by J. E. Somes, 5th ana Ohio. 50-4w

Bocklen's Arnles Mr*.

Tbe Best Salve in the world for Cuts, Bruises, Sores, Ulcers, Salt Rheum, Fever Hores, Tetter.Cnapped Hands, Chilblains, Coras, and all skin eruptions, and positively cures Plies, or no pay required. It is guaranteed to give perfect satisfaction, or money refunded. »o. per box. For nle by Carl KrieteMtein, & W Cor. 4th and Ohio.

LOOSE'S EXTRACT

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Blood Pwifier,

THE GREAT

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The Atmosphere of Love

Is a pure, sweet breath. This desideratum is one of the results of using SOZODONT. which not only invigorates and preserves the teeth, but renders tha mouth as fragrant as a rose.

"SPALDING'S GLUE," haudy about th* house, mends everything.

Forced lo Leave Home.

Over 60 people were forced to leave their homes.yesterday to call for a /ree trial package of Lane's Family Medicine. If your blood is bad, your liver and kidneys out of order, if you are constipated aucl have headache and an unsightly complexion, don't fail to call on any druggist to-day for a free sainplo of this

rana remedy. The ladies praise it. likes it. Large size package 50 cents.

LADIES

Who Valut a Rtfimd CompUxtoi MUST USE

POZZONI'S

MEDICATED

COMPLEXION POWDER.

It Iasparta a brUllnnt transparency to tto •kin. JSenoTe* Mil pimple*, freckles sat dUeolArnllons. nnd mnkei the »kln dcllHl*ly soft and bentitlfkil. It contains no llasa* white lead or uraenlc. In three shadeet pink or lesh, while and brunette.

FOR 8AI.K BY

All Druggists and Fast floods Dealers Brerjwfcer*. BEWARE OF IMITATION*.

the odell Yy

YPE WUITEJAi

will buy the ODELLTYPK WRITER. O Warranted to do as Rood work as nnjr $100 machine. It combines .Simplicity wltfii Durability—Speed, Eiute of Operation—wears longer without cost of repairs than any other machine, has no Ink ribbon bother tbe operator. It 1* neat,substantial, nickel plated —perfect, and adopted to all kinds of type writing. Like a printing press. It producea Sharp, Clean, Legible Manuscripts. Two to ton copies can be made at one writing. Editors, lawyers, mlnlstors, bankers, merchants, manufacturers, business men, etc., cannot make abetter Investment for 015. Any Intelligent person In a week can become a good operator, or a rapid one In two months. 81,000 offered any operator who can do hotter work with a Type Writer than that produced by the ODELL WTItelloblo Agents and Salesmen Wanted. Special Inducements to dealers. For Pamphlet, giving endorsements, •Sc., address tbe

ODELL TYPE WRITER CO., The Rookery, Chicago, Ills*

OR. KILMER'S

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GENEYA NURSERY,

W. & T. SMITH, OENKVA, NEW YORK.

Ono of

every flvo we

meet has some form of onrtlJlitonse. nnd Isln constant danger of A Shock or Sudden Death

Ibis lvcuituy Ki.tiiuutM, relieves, corrects oi:u euros, tirprepnred (it Pr, Kilmer** M#rKNfAHr, lilnKhamton, N. Y. l(rtt'rorlniiurry armworal.

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HEALTH IS WEALTH

BftAIN

TREATMEN

DK. E. C. WEST'* NEKVKAND IJRAINTREATMENT, a guaranteed specific for Hysteria, Dizziness, Convulsions, Fits, Nervous Neuralgia, Headache, Nervous Prostration caused by tbe use of alcohol or tobacco, Wakefulness, Mental Depression, Softening of tbe Brain resulting In insanity and leading to misery, decay and death, Premature old Age, Barrenness, Loss of Power In either sex, Involuntary losses and Spermatorrhea caused by over-indulgence. Each box contains one month's treatment. S1.00 a tox, or six boxe* for $6.00, sent by mail prepaid on receipt of price.

WE GUARANTEE SIX 1IOXE8 To cur® any case With each order received, by us for six boxes, accompanied with 16.00, we will send the purchii.' our written guarantee to refund the ma If the treatment does not effect, a cure. O Btitees Issued only by J. A C. Baur, drugj *, sole agents^ corner Seventh and Wabasn Avenue, Terrs Haute, I nd.

MEMORY

MARVELOUS

DISCOVERY.

Only Oeiratae Hystem »f Mrmmrj Train la#. Fawr Books Lrnrnrd la one reading. Rllsd wnntlrrinc eared.

Every child and a4olt arently benefittedOr—t hwfawmoof to Qorr—poodweo CUsws.

Dr. JORDOX,

Tbe well know: 'nr»atir 1 Lung Physlcla* of Ii.aiiiiiapo.i», Iml., No. 11** weat

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