Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 20, Number 5, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 27 July 1889 — Page 7

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I the beck door, started out into the garden, The night was very ror~h, for the great gale fcrsanow rising fast, and bitterly cold, so cold thft be hesitated for a moment before makfi^ up bis mind to go on. However, he did ft{« on, and in another two minutes was climbing the steep sides of the great tamntna I There wu a n&n moon in the cold sky—the 1 wind whistled most drearily through the 'noted boughs of the great oaks, which gMoned in answer like things in pain. Harom was not a nervous or impressionable qlan, bat the place had a spectral look about and be could not help thinking of the evil Reputation it bad borne for all theee ages.

There was scarcely a mau in Hon ham, or in F^Soisingb^m either, who ccukl have been persuaded to stay half nu hour by himself on

Dead Man's Mount after the son was well dfcwn. Harold bad at different time* asked I yue or two of them what they saw to be afraid of. and they bad answered that it was If not what they saw so much as what they felt, fie had laughed at tbe time, but now be ad-

Jnitted to himself that be was anything but comfortable, though if be bad bad to put bis feelings into veords he could probably not have described tbem farther than by saying that bo had a general sensation of somebody being behind bim. However, be was riot going to be frightened by this nonsense, fo, consigning all superstitions to their father Ttbe devil, be marched on boldly and unlocked the summer bouse door. Now, though this curious edifice bad been designed for a summer bouse, and for that purpose lined throughout with encaustic tiles, nobody as a matter of fact bad ever dreamed of using It to sit in. To begin with, it roofed over a great depression some thirty feet or more in /diameter, for the top of the mount was hollowed out like one of those wooden cups upon which jugglers catch balls. But, notwithstanding all tbe encaustic tiles in the world, damp will gather in a hollow like this, and tbe damp alone was an objection. The real fact was, however, that the spot had an evil reputation, and even those who were sufficiently well educated to know tbe folly this sort of thing would not willingly have gone there for purpose enjoyment So it had suffered tbe general fate of disused places, having fallen more or less out of repair and becomo a receptaclo for gard* tools, broken cucumber framas and lumber I of various sorts.

Harold got th« door open and entered. Harold got tbe door open and entered, •hutting it behind bint. It was, if anything, more disagreeable in tba empty silence of the wide place, for the space roofed over was considerable, than it had been outside, and the question at onee arose in bis mind, what was he to do now that ho bad got there! If tho tmumre was there at all, probably it was deep down in the lwels of tbe great mound. Well,

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be was on tbe spot, bo thought that

he might ns tfell have a dig, though probably nothing would come of it In the corner were a pickax and some spades and shovels. Harold got them, advanced to tho center of the spare, aud, half laughing at his own folly, set to work. First, having lighted another lantern which was kept there, ho removed with the sharp end of tbe pickax a largo patch of the encaustic tiles exactly in tho center of the depression. Then, having loosened the sod beneath with the pick, bo tcok off his ulster and fell to digging with a will. Tbe soil proved to be very sandy and easy to work. Indeed, from its appearance, ho soon came to tbe conclusion that it was not virgin earth, but worked soil, which had bean thrown them Presently his spade struck against something bard ho picked it up and held it to the lautern. It proved to be on ancient spear head, and near it were some bom*, though whether or no they were human he could not at the time determine. This was very interesting, bat it was scarcely what he wanted, so he dug oa manfully until he found himself chest deep in A kind of gravtk Be bad been digging for an hour now, and was getting very tired. Cold as it was, tbe perspiration poured firom him. As he paused for breat be heard the cboroh clock strike two, and very solemnly it sounded down the wild ways of the wind torn winter t^ight He dog on a little mora, and then seriously thought of giving up what he was somewhat ashamed of having undertaken. How was he to account for this great bole to his gardener on the following morning? Then and there be made up his mind that be would not account for it The gardener, in common with the rest of tbe village, believed that tbe place was haunted. Let him set down the bole to tbe "spooks" and their spiritual activity.

Still be dug on at his grave for a little longer. It was by now becoming a matter of exceeding labor to throw the shovelfuls of •oil clear of the bole. Then be determined to •top, and with this view scrambled, not without difficulty, out of tbe amateur tomb. Onee out, his eyes tell on a stout iron rr-w» bar which was standing among tbe :-er tools, such an impismsntae is used to make boke in tbe earth wherein to set hardies and •takes and it uocuirsd to htm that would not be a bad tdsa to drive this crowbar into the bottom of tbe grave which be had dog, In order to ascertain if there was anything within his reach. Accordingly he oooe more descended into tbe IN: and began to work with tbe troo crow, dr. ^g it down with all his sttreoffth. When he bad got It almost as deep as tt in go, that to ml: ti feet, it struck nw... .Mug something bai- -thers was no doubt of it He worked away In great esdxcmeot, widening tba bote as mock as be oould.

Tea, Si we* masonry, or If it was not masonry, it was something unconuncoly like it E 'nt tbe crow -nt th" "•*. aetata).'abcral,

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and placing it beside bim, pot as much of tbe sandy soil ae he could lift into it, and then lifted it and shot it on tbe edge of tbe pit For three-quarters of an hour be labored thus mast man frilly, tfll at last be came down to the stone work. He cleared a patch erf it and examined it attentively by the light of the dark lantern. It appeared to be rubble work, built in tbe form of an arch. He strode it with the iron crow and it gave back a hollow sound. There was a cavity of some sort underneath.

His excitement and curiosity redoubled. By great efforts be widened tbe spot of stone work already laid bare. Luckily, tbe soil, or rather sand, was so friable that there was very little exertion required to looeen it This done, be took tbe iron crow, and inserting it beneath a loose flat stone levered it up. This was a beginning, and, having got rid of the large flat stone, be struck down again and again with all his strength, driving the sharp point of the heavy crow into tbe rubble work beneath. It began to give—be could bear bits of it falling into the cavity below. There! it went with a crash, more than a square foot of it

He over tbe hole at his feet, devoutly hoping that the ground on which he was standing would not give way also, and tried to look down. The next second be threw his bead back, coughing and gasping. Tbe foul air rushing up from tbe cavity or chamber, or whatever it was, had half poisoned him. Then, not without difficulty, be climbed out of the grave, and sat down on tbe pile of sand he had thrown up. Clearly he must let the air in the place sweeten a little. Clearly, also, he must have assistance if be must descend into the great bole. He could not undertake that by himself.

He sat there upon tbe edge of the pit, wondering who there was be oould trust Not his own gardener. To begin with, be would never come near the place at night, and besides, such people talk. The squint No be oould not rouse bim at this hour, and also, for obvious reasons, they had not met lately. Ah I be had it George was the man I To begin with, be could be trusted to hold his tongue, and the episode of tbe production of the real Mrs. Quest had taught the oolonel that George was a person of no common powers. He oould think, and he could act also.

He threw on bis coat, extinguished the large stable lantern, and having passed out, locked the door of tbe summer house, and started down the mount at a trot Tbe wind had risen steadily during bis hours of work, and was now blowing a furious gala It wao about a quarter to 4 in the morning, and the stars shown brightly in the hard, clear blown sky. By their light and that of tbe waning moon he struggled on in the teeth of the raging tempest As he passed under one of tbe oaks be beard a mighty crack overhead, and guessing what it was ran like a hare. He was none too soon. A circular gust of more than usual fierceness had twisted the top right out of the great tree, and down it came upon the turf with a rending, crashing sound that made his blood turn cold. After this escape be avoided the neighborhood of the groaning trees.

George lived in a neat little farm house about a quarter of a mile away. There was a short cut to it across the fields, and this bo took, breathlessly fighting his way against the gale which swept, and roared, and howled in its splendid might as it came leaping across tba ocean from its birthplace in the distances of air. Even tbe stiff hawthorns fences bowed before its breath, and the tall poplars on tbe sky line beat like a rod beneath tbe fresh rush of a salmon.

Excited as be was, the immensity and grandeur of tbe sight and sounds struok upon bim with strange and awful force. Never before bad he felt so far apart from man, and so near to that dread Spirit round whose feet millions of rolling worlds rush on forever, at whose word they are, endure, and are not

He struggled on until at last he reached the house. It was quite silent, but in one of the windows alight was burning. No doubt its occupants found it impossible to sleep in that wild gale. The next thing to consider was bow to make himself beard. To knock at the door would be useless in tbftt turmoil. Thero was only one thing to be done—throw stones at the window. He found a good sixed pebble, and, standing underneath, threw it with such good will that it went right through the glass, lighting, as he afterward hoard, full upon Mrs. George's sleeping nose, and nearly frightening that good woman, whose nerves were already shaken by tbe gale, into a fit Next minute a red night cap appeared at the window. "George," roared tbe oolonel in a lull of the gale. "Who's there?" came the faint answer. "Mo—Col. Quaritch. Comedown. I want to speak to you."

The bead was withdrawn, and a couple of minutes afterward Harold saw the front door begin to open slowly. He waited till tbare was space enough and then slipped in, and together they forced it to. "Stop a bit, sir," said George "I'll light tho lamp," and he did.

Next minute he stepped back in amasement "Why, what on *arth bev yon bin after, sirr be said, contemplating Harold's filth begrimed face, and hands, and clothes. "Is anything wrong up at the castle, or is tbe cottage blown down I* "No, no," said Harold "listen. YouH-e beard tell of tbe treasure that old Sir James de la Molle buried in tbe times of tbe Roondbeads." "Yea, yea I have beard tell of that Her tbe gale blown it upf "No, but by heaven I believe that I am tn a fair way to find ttP

George took another step back, remembering tbe tains that Mr*. Jobeoa bad told, and not being by any means sure tbat tbe cckoel was not in a dangerous condition of lunacy. "Give ma a glass of something to drink, water or milk, and Hi tell yon. Pre been ^Hyping ail nigbt, and my throat* like a limekiln.* "Digging, why, wherel"

Wheref In Dead Man's Mount" "In Dead Man's Mount?" said George. "Well, blow me, if tbat aint a funny place to dig at on a nigbt like this," and, few amased to say anything more, be went off to get tbe milk.

Harold drank three glasses witbr** stepping, and then sat down to tell as ch of bis moving tale as ha thought desirable.

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STATS or Onto, Crrr or TOIJBDO,1 LCBAH CotrjrrT, 8.8. riun J. Caxxnmikcioith that 1» to tbe senior partner of tbe firm of F. J. CKKonr A Co., doing boaineaa in Uxs City of Toledo, County and State aforesaid. and tbat said firm will par tbaaam of OS'E HUNDRED DOLLARS for each and every oaaa of CATABLKB tint cannot red by the one of HAUVI CATARRH

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FRANK J.CHKXEY.

Sworn to before rae and*aub»criWd in my preeettce, this 6th day of Deeembsi,

A.1VM. A. W.OUtASON NotaryPul»H«. I Catarrh C^r*ii ten Intently an LdirecUy he od and mucus an1: f^oeaof *.h«i M-^nu Send ft»r taat ttrm, J. CHENEY A CUn, i- Sold Druggtsta,Ti- SMUl Bead*:

A LESSON.

1 will give you a lesson in love today With this giad bine Ay above us, And give it freely, with nothing to pay.

War nature seems to love us. Oooe with me, then, to a woodland deep In ferns and rank green grasses. When violets sleep and wild hyacinths peep

Is tangled, purple massesL

Where dogwood bknsoms a-whftenii*? the teeea Listen to tender murmurs From that fraUcsome sweetheart tbe laviri^ng breese,

Tbe lore of a thousand summers. The breexe ia old, bat Dever grows cold. And wooes in a recktoas fashion, With tbe ndea of a lover free and hold

Pleading tts airy passion. I wtD Rive you a lesson in love today (My own has been learned theee ages) 1 will teB you of all its paasion and play

And show you its wonderful phaaee. We are away from tbe world. Its folly and pain. With aday of heaven's own sending, Lore looks in my eyes, and looks yet again—

Is the lesson near an endingf

My soul's own soul, the world is fair, And we are alone together, And life, for us, bos never a care—

Our leeson wlD last forever! —Kate A. Csrrfngtoo.

A SLIP OF THE PEN.'

It was all Dicky Carshaltoo's fault. There is nothing wonderful in tbe fact thai Dicky was at tbe bottom of that unfortunate affair with Jack and Ethel.

Hatters had long been in a delicate and critical state between those young people. Jack had told himself over and over again tbat Ethel was a flirt, and that be, for one, had no intention of himself to the list of her victims while Ethel had relieved her feelings by repeatedly assuring herself that Jack was across fellow, who cared for nothing but his bodes, and was quite impervious to the charms of womanhood.

But that night at the Warringtons things really did sewn to be taking a turn for the better. Ethel had boldly turned her back on h«lf a doaen other admirers, and Jack, looking down into her honest eyes, was rapidly forgetting the doubts and fears which had tormented bim during the past months.

There is no knowing what might not have happened, had it not been for Dicky, who came up to them at this hopeful stage of affairs, his shoulders in his ears, his hair brushed to a nicety, and with the most unmistakable look of mischief in his prominent eyes. "Good evening, Miss Mariner," be said, taking Ethel's hand in his and squeezing it with empreesement: and then the two poor things, suddenly awakened from their dream, stood there chill and helpless while Dicky fired off his accustomed volley of chaff, and Ethel, with feminine presence of mind, ventured on one or two little pop guns on her own account. "Miss Mariner," be said at last, with a satisfied glance at Jack's sullen faoe, "have you been into the conservatory! They've put a lot of pink lamps, and there's the most scrumptious tete-a-tete chair you can imagine."

Poor Ethel looked up at Jack, who stood by, furious and sulky. "He is only too glad to get rid of me. He hasnt the ordinary kindness to rescue me from this bore. And I have been so horribly amiable to him," she thought in despair. "If she likes that popinjay, let her go with him I Fm sorry for her taste, that's alL" reflected Jack, and in another minute Ethel found herself actually seated in the tete-a-tete chair with Dicky, whoee large eyes were rolling triumphantly in the light of the rose oolored lamps.

She did not succeed In making her escape till It was time to go home. Jack was nowhwna to beaten, and she4rov* bask chill gray morning with the heaviest heart she had known for many days. "Ethel," said her mother at breakfast, the next morning, "did you have a pleasant time at the Warringtons?" "Oh, yes, mamma," said Ethel, drearily. She was paleand heavy eyed I think she had not slept all night "And who wero there?" went on Mrs Mariner, helping herself to buttered eggs with cheery briskness.

Ethel enumerated various people, "And Dicky Carshalton," she concluded, "and Jack Davenant"

The last named slipped out with exaggerated carelessness, and yet it was whirring about in the poor girl's head, and had been doing so for the last five or six hours, like an imprisoned blue-bottle in a glass. "Jack—Jack—Jack Davenant" Was she never to have another definite thought again? "By the by," said Mrs. Mariner, as she rose from table, "will yon send a note to Florence Byrne? I want her to lunch here to-morrow at half past 1—the Singletons are coming."

Ethel moved to the writing table, blushing faintly. She remembered that Mrs. Byrne was Jack Davenant1* cousin. "Half past 1, recollect," cried her mother, os she rustled from the room.

Ethel listlessly took up her pen, and pulled a sheet erf paper towards her. It was not stamped with the address, but she failed to notice this, and began at once: "My dear Mrs. Byrne."

Then she stopped short, and the bussing in her brain went on worse than ever. The note got written at last, all but the signature, and thai she began to wonder dreamily if the should sign herself "Yours very sincerely," or "Yours affectionately." "Ethel, Ethel!" cried her mother, putting her bead in at tbe door, "I am going oat Give me tbe note for Florence I can take It to tbe post"

Guilty and ashamed, Etbel seised ber pen and wrote hastily, but in a bold hand: "Yours very sincerely, "J ACX DAVtHAirr."

Mrs. Byrne neither came to lunch nor answered tbe Mariners' Invitation. Mrs. Mariner einwssl surprise at this want of courtesy, and apologised to the Singletons for having no one to meet tbem. "Are you sure, Ethel, you told ber tbe right day? Florence is In town, I fawir, and It Is anlflce ber to be rnda." "I think ft waa aB right, mamma," Ethel replied vaguely, end never gave another thought to tba matter.

But on tbe morning of the next day, ae she was practicing her singing in tbe great bedland sbrooded drawing room, tbe door was flung open to admit a benign and comely lady, who advanced smiling toward her. "Mra. Byrne!" cried Etbel in some surprise, getting off tbe wiwif etooL

Mrs. Byrne eaftablisbed bersetf comfortably In a deep armchair, then beckoned tbe yonng girl mjstei kiualy with a weD gferred finger: "Gome over here, BtheL"

Ethel drew a stool to theotharii side and eat down smiling, but mystified. Mrs. Byrne played a little wfth tbe deep of the silver mounted hand bag which she carried, from which, having at last succeeded in opening it, she produced a stamped eneelope addrsee^Ho beneUL "Do yoa know tbat handwriting*" As esJd, flourishing it before Btbei^i astonhtiad eyea

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is n.r own I wrote to ask yon to her-' ,* p- Ei. -s answered efaagpiy, while lacbedeMrossber mbaattet Mira Byrne rabebiy gone and. i. i,"cried tbat My* with an

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air of suppressed amusement which lent color to the notion. Ethel unfolded it quickly, then sat transfixed like who receives a sudden and fatal injury. For before her horror stricken eyes glared these word*, in her own handwriting: "Yours very sincerely. Jack Davenant." "What does it mean!" she cried at last in a hoarse voice, for it seemed that some fiendish magic had been at work. 'That's what I want to know," Mrs. Byrne answered more gently. "I received this note the day before yesterday. There was no address, and tbe handwriting was certainly not Jack's. Nor is my cousin in the least likely to invite me to lunch at his chambers So I wrote off to him at once, and toki him to drop in to dinner if bo had anything to say to me."

Ethel had risen to her feet, and was standing witb a little frozen smile on her face but at this point she broke in hurriedly: "Did you show him—Mr. Davenant—the letter?"

Mrs. Byrne nodded. She was not a person of delicate perceptions, and had come here bent on a little harmless amusement but somehow the amusement was not forthcoming.

Ethel clasped her cold hands together in a frenzy of despair. She knew that Jack was familiar with her handwriting had he not made little criticisms, severe and tender, on the occasional notes of invitation which she had addressed to him? "Jack said he knew nothing about the note, and hadn't the ghost of an idea what it npteant" "Oh, Jack, Jack," cried Ethel's heart in parenthesis, "what must you think of mef

Mrs. Byrne went on: "Grace Allison came in later, and the mystery was cleared up. She swore to your handwriting, and we concluded you had done it in a fit of abeence of mind. Poor old Jack, how she did chaff him!"

Ethel was trying to reoover her presence of mind. "How could I have made such a stupid mistaker she said, with a short laugh. "I suppose I was pursuing some train of thought I bad met your cousin at a party tbe night before—you know how it is."

Mrs. Byrne was sorry for the girl's distress. "Itt a mistake anyone might have made, though you must own it was rather funny. However, I can assure yon this—it wont get any further. Jack is scarcely likely to tell, and Grace has sworn on her honor."

Etbel laughed again, meaninglessly. Aa far as she was concerned, the whole world was welcome to know it now. No deeper disgrace could befall her. "I wonder if he is shrieking with laughter, or merely sick with disgust," the poor girl thought, when her obtuse and amiable visitor bad at last departed. "Oh, how I hate bim, how I bate him!" which was hard on Jack, considering that his own conduct in tbe matter had been 1*4

,oachable.

But Ethel was in no mood

for Justice. It seemed to her that she had utt^Jy betrayed and disgraced herself that nprekagain could she venture to show hersfottij* world where Florence Byrne, Grace m&l* and, above all, Jack Davenant lived, i-A- £.and had their being. vwith shame, hot and cold with an-

Ethei sat cowering in the great room liko a guilty thing. astonished her family at dinner that by inquiries as to the state of tbe fetor market in New Zealand.

Joe, a philanthropic parson, who ed to be of the party, delighted to find his pretty niece taking an interest in a subject so little frivolous, delivered himself of a short lecture on tbe subject

Ethel sighed at bearing that there was so little demand for tbe work of educated women (save the mark!) in tbat distant colony, and to turn her thoughts toward Waterloo

Jthel funks on being an old maid. She hns)^ tVaC p(MU«ly awr gUl Immma husband in New Zealand," her brother Bob remarked in a challenging tone.

Bat Ethel bore it with uninteresting meekhaps, she told herself, she was a hus.jter after all. dinner she put on ber hat and stole the street She had been indoors all could bear it no longer. The June was still as light as day, and simple couples were loitering with frank in in Regent's park. She bad not gone fLmogoro die saw a large familiar figure be tbng down in her direction.

Ovb, bow I bate him—I hate him I" she thoaght again, while her heart beat with rrtwidening rapidity. "If he has a spark of kindness in him be will pretend not to see me."

But Jack, for it was he, made no such protense. On the contrary, he not only raised his hat, but came up to her with outstretched hand. She put her cold fingers mechanically into his, and scanned his face there waa neither mirth nor disgust in it, and the thought flashed across her, chilling, while it relieved her, that be probably attached little importance to an incident to which she, knowing her own secret, bad deemed but one Interpretation possible. And then, before she knew what had happened, Jack was walking along by ber tide, pouring out a torrent of indignant reproaches as to her desertion of him in favor of Dicky Cardial ton, at the Warringtons'party. "It is you," cried Ethel, with spirit, for tbe unexpected turn of affairs restored ber ooorage, "it is you, Mr. Davenant, who were unkind, to stand by and let old friends be victimised without striking a blow In their behalf I Fray, what did you expect me to do? Was I to have said, 'No, thank you, Mr. Carshalton, I prefer to stay here with Mr. Davenantf "And, if yon bad said it, would it have been truer

She changed ber tone suddenly.5*'

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"Dicky is such a bora! I think I prefer any oneVi society to his." Hertoppedshortln the path, selling both ber bands, and looking down at ber with stern and passionate eyes.

When next they met Mr. Carshalton, both Jack and Ethel were beyond tbe reach of his maneuver*—Amy Levy in Temple Bar.

Aat* Make a fwptnww JMafc. **Didyou know that ants would make lemonader said a Bridge street grocer to a Tribune man tbe other day. "They will, for I have seen tbem do it several thnea The other day I left a Aoe of lemon on the counter, and tbere happened to be some sugar not far off, sad directly I noticed tbe ante carrying tbe ingar to tbe lemon juioa. I thought it was ruber queer, ae well as cute, and, to test tiM batter, have tried it several times by patting apiece of lemon on tbe counter and nlmrinn some sugar near by, and the ante never ftil to carry tbe npr to tbe lemon What do you think of that now! It lean abeohrtt fact ^"—Tampa Tribana. ^.

ef View.

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of mlnlHinf salaries recalls a

ban ma of tbe late Henry fUrti other. Mselinga ailiillsr In Pawtndtot with whoa be was «sfi acquainted one day, the divine told him be had received a call toancrthsr parish nut should accept "A call," said Henry. "Yes, I have been laboring in the vhwyarlof the Lord here In Pawtneket for amsnbtr of years for a salary of *1,000 per •namnand have rscsived a very flattsrtng offsrtego to Brooklyn wfth a salary of 13,floa* 'And that is what you mean by acallf "Yea' "Weil, up at tbe dab we should call that erB*san—Ptovidsoee TWngram.

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"Profitable Employment*'" Fraud. There is an increasingly large class of operators Who live and wax fat on money obtained by holding oat fraudulent prospects of permanent and profitable employment It is a heartless swindle, its victims being mostly honest, well meaning persons who can ill spare the sums tins wheedled from them. The circulars and advertisements of some of theee sharks are got up in a style to deceive the very elect A party in the province of Quebec forwards one which be received. It is in the form of a carefully drawn document, with broad seals appended. The party of the first part (the sender) purports to contract for three years' services of the person to whom tt is sent, the rate of compensation being liberal at first, and increasing yearly. The traveling expenses, to the extent of #4 a day, are also to be provided for. Tbe service to be rendered is to sell books and ink.

At first glance this looks like an offer of honorable and profitable employment But it is specially stipulated tbat tbe party of the second part (the agent) shall within a specified time after the receipt of the circulars send $5 "as payment for the samples." There are many other schemes of similar character, some of tbem even more enticing. One of than offers large pay for merely tacking up cards and posters in one's own vicinity, and going over the ground with a borae and buggy often enough to replace damaged cards. But the prerequisite is that tbe person to be so employed shall send four dollars, and afterward testimonials from two residents of his own county in favor of the articles advertised. The country is flooded with the circulars and advertisements of these schemes. If one person in fifty who receive them were given employment at tbe salaries named, it would require a surplus larger than that in the United States treasury to pay them. It is easy to compute tbe chances each one has of flying tbe promised employment—American Agriculturist

Bad Manners In Society.

How ruthlessly rude some people are in the matter of interrupting conversations. One may be enjoying a very interesting talk, when one of theee wUl rush In with, "Oh, I I want to introduoe Mr. So-and-So or "1 am dying to hear what tbe true story is about the Thlngamiee." Once on a time there was an understanding that a happy moment was to be waited for before interruptions of this kind but now every one seems so eager, so hurried, so unreposeful, that they pounce upon one the very moment that it occurs to them to do so.—London Truth

The Good In Hot Milk.

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Few know tbe value of hot milk—not scalding, but boiling hot It is wonderfully reviving if a little fatigued or chilly from a long drive. Taken at bed time it often secures to a restless, nervous person immediate and comfortable sleep, and for an early waker, if taken before too long awake, will secure another restful nap. It is, too, more nourishing and more easily digested by tho weak stomach of an invalid than if given cold, and is good alike for young and old.— Lewiston Journal

The Egg In Halrdresslng.

A correspondent writes in regard to taking care of the hair: "Experience has taught me that it is best to keep all oils or grease from the hair. Dont let barbers oil it I find wetting with water best At least once a week rub the yelk of an egg, or half of it, well into the hair and scalp, and rinse off thoroughly with tepid water. It will promote growth and color, probably largely due to the sulphur in the egg. This course has started anew growth of hair with me, not very thick, but better than none at oil."

Sensible Advloe.

City xviece (in tear»—cm, aunt, rm' In tbe greatest affliction I s??s Country Aunt—What's apt t-Ck. *V

City Niece—Oh, I wish I oould express myself 1 Country Aunt—Gosh 1 you city girls beat met What do you want to express yourself for? Take a train if you want to go anywhere.—The Epoch.

IT WON'T BAKK BREAD.—In other words Hood's Sarsaparllla will not do impossibilities, Its proprietors tell plainly what it has done, submit proofs from sources of unquestioned reliability, and ask you frankly if you are suffering from any disease or affection caused or promoted by impure blood or low state of the system, 1o try Hood's Barsaparilla. Tbe experience of others Is sufficient assurance tbat you will*not disappointed In tbe result

Boom for Improvement

Tbere is scarcely a position in which any man can find himself where he cannot di»oover some necessity for an inventiblo Improvement In our homes, our stores, eur streets, our parks, our carriages in out churches, theatres, public halls in all places where we work or recreate there are conditions or things that need improvement* New Orleans Picayune.

The Verdict Unanimous.

W. D. Salt, Druggist, Blppus, Ind., testifies: "I can recommend Electric Bitters as the very best remedy. Every bottle sold baa given relief in every case. One man took six bottles, and was cured of Rheumatism of two years' standing." Abraham Hare, druggist. Bellville, Ohio, affirms: "Tbe best selling medicine 1 have ever handled in ray 20 yearn' experience, is Electric Bitters." Thousands of others have added their testimony, so that the verdict is unanimous tbat Electric Bitters do cure all diseases of tbe Liver, Kidneys or Blood. Only a half dollar a bottle at Carl Krieteostein's, 8. W. corner 4th and Ohio. 2

To Care Kidney Troubles

Use "Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-Root Kidney, Liver and Bladder Cure." It relieves quickly and cures tbe most chronic and complicated cases. Price 80c and #1.00. Pamphlet Free. Bingbampton, N. Y. Sold, recommended and guaranteed by J. A C. Baur. v*"

The "Mother's rriead"

Not only shortens labor and lessens pain attending it, but greatly diminishes tbe danger to life of both mother and child if used a few months before confinement.

Write The Brad field Regulator Oo^ Atlanta, Ga., for further particulars. Sold by J. E. Somes, Sixth snd Ohio. 3-4w.

Ta Care a Bad Ooagtu

Use "Dr. Kilmer's Cough-Cure (Consumption Oil). It, relieves quickly, stops tickling In tbe throat. Hacking. Catarrh dropping. Decline, Night-sweat and prevents death from consumption. Price 25c. Pamphlet Free. Bingbamton, N. Y. Sold, recommended and guaranteed by J. A C. Baur.

UNIVERSITY I, of VIRGINIA.

Session begin* Oct. 1st, and continues nine months. Complete CtoMsee ami eqolprvnt for Instruction la Letten and Selena Law, Medicine, Pharmacy, Engtnesdrfng mud locate, apply to Wit M. THOBJnOJr, ChairmauwthePacnity,P. O. University of Va^ Va.

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"My love, what magic spell Is thrown Upon your face? Its charm I own. whence came thy pure and pearly teetht 1 hy rosy Hps? Thy perfumed breath?" She said in accents sweet and clear, *Tis only SOZODOXT, my dear."

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 the mouth as fragrant as a rose.

"SPALPINO'S GL.UK," handy about tho house, mends everything.

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Forced to 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 ana have headache and an unsightly complexion, don't fail to call on any druggist to-day for a free sample of this grand remedy. The ladles- praise it. Everyone likes it. Large size package 50 ceuts.

LADIES

Who Vatut a Raflntd Compltxloa MUST USE

MEDICATED

COMPLEXION POWDER.

It Imparts brilliant transpareaef to tfcj •kin. BenoTti all plaplci, freekles a»4 dlieoloratlona, and makes the «kla tfalleato* ljr Mfl nnd beaatlfttl. It contains no lime, white lead or ar««ale. In tliraa shadest pink or 0«sh, white and brnnetto.

FOR SALIC BT

111 Draggists aid (taty Stodi Dealers Erarywkert. BEWARE OF IMITATIONS.

THE ODELL TJ

YPE WRITEJK

will buy the ODELLTYPE WRITER. _0 Warranted to dons good work ns any 1100 machine. It combines Simplicity with Durability—Speed, En#o of Operation—wears longer without cost of repairs than any other machine, has no ink ribbon to bother the operator. It Is neat, substantial, nickel plated —perfect, and adopted to all klndx of typo writing. Liko a printing press, It produces Sharp, Clean, Legible Manuscripts. Two to ten copies can be made at one writing. Editors, lawyers, ministers, bankers, merchants, manufacturers, business men, etc., cannot make abetter investment for 916. Any Intelligent person In a week can beoomc a good operator, or a rapid one In two months. 91,000 offered any operator who can do bettor work with a Typo Writer than that produced by tbe ODELL. wrilellsble Agents ana Salesmen Wanted. Special inducements to dealers. For Pamphlet, giving endorsements, Ac,, address the

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

GENTS WANTED.

RIKS in the couutry. Most Liberal Terms.

GENEVA NURSERY.

W. A T. SMITH, GENEVA, KBW YORK.

OR. KILMER'S

One of every flvo we meet hoe some form of Heart Disease, and Islnconstant danger of Apoploxy, Shock or Sudden Death I

Tbts ItcuiisJy icL'ulstcs, relieves, corrects and cores. farrreparod a* Pr. Kilmer's

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oni-WHAur. 11 Inn hum to ii, M, Y. 6 for. Letter* onnriulry wwweml.

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$5.°° Sold by DrafftaU.

HEALTH IS WEALTH!

SMALM

TRtATWE

DR. E. C. WKST'S NEKV*AHD BRAII*TKKATMSMT, a guaranteed specific for Hysteria, Dizziness, Convulsions, Fits, Nervous Neuralgia, Headache, Nervous Prostration caused by tbe use of aloobolor tobacoo, Wakefulness, Mental Depression, Softening of the Brain resulting in insanity and leading to misery, decay and death, Premature Old Age, Barrenness. Loss of Power In either sex, Involuntary Losses and Bpermatorrhone caused by over-indulgence. Each box contains one month's treatment. 91.00 a box, or six boxes for 15.00, sent by mall prepaid on receipt of price.

WE GUARANTIES SIX BOXES To cure any case With each order received by us for six boxes, accompanied with 95.00, we will send the purchases our written guarantee to refund the money If the treatment does not effect a cure. Guarantees issued only by J. A C. Baur, druggists, sole agents, corner Seventh and Wabash Avenue, Terrs Haute, Ind.

MEMORY

MARVELOU8

DI8COVERY.

Oslr oaaalne Srsurm •f Hesnory Trmlafac* Fear Books Lesrs«4 ta readla*. Mind waadertag eared.

Sverr efelld SUMI adalt imstlr beneCtted. OiMt ladsssmmts to Oorr—pood«oo»CI—•».

Ave., K. Y.

Dr. JORDON,

The wall known Throat and Lang Pbjrslcta of Indianapolis, InL, No. 11% wast Washington street. Has patients visit bim from all pfrUrof tte United Slates for treatment of Ostarih. Throat and Lang Diseases. Dr. Jordoa*

lan^Germany'aod Canada. Whole* •d fey Cook, Bell A Lowery, Terr* Htoate, In Xtm

TXOTEL GLENHAM,

FIFTH AVENUE, NEW YORK, Bal SUA and SM sts* near Madison flqnara, EUROPEAN FLAW.

J». & BARRY, Pmprtatsr.

Haw and perfect plumbing, according ta the latest setontlfl*prtnctplaB.#

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