Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 21, Number 11, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 6 September 1890 — Page 7

ASPHODEL.

Now who will thread tbe winding way. Alar from fervid summer beat, Beyond tho sun shaft* of the day,

Beyond the blent of winter alcet In the given twilight, dimly »woeC Of poplar shade* tbe sbaddwa dwaj.

Who found creorhilo a fair titwdt Along t»e mead at Asphodel

There death and Urtti rjv one, Uiey iwy Those lowland-'* bear uo y«liow w&eit So iwund doth rfcto of mortaJ fray.

Of lowing hvriU, of floe&t that bleat,^ Nor wind nor rain doth Wi»~ nor taps Kor »hri)*i(eUt sword, nor toUeth bell

But lorera one another gmsct Along the mead of Asphodel. -4

I would tlwtt thur® my soul might stray I would my phantom, fair and Might cleave tho burden of the clay.

Might leave the murmur of U»a street, Kor with half iwsartei prayer entreat The balf-beltered-in gods too well

I know tbe name I alsali repeat *t Along the mead of Asphodel Qtieen Proserpine, at whoso white feet

In life ray love I may not teli, Wilt

give me welcome when

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we meet

tbe mead of Asphodel!

—Graham R. Toautoa.

KATY'S SACRIFICE.

John Griffith, ft rich English manufacturer, sat in a room in his elegant mansion one (lay in autaran. To jndge by his face, his Aflections were of an agreeable nature. "The prospect is," he saW to himself '"that my income for tho present yeai will reach fifteen thousand pounds. That a tidy nun for one who started as a

Iwy. And I am not so old, either.

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turned of sixty! There is more than one nobleman in the kingdom that would be glad of John Griffith's income. My Katjf will have a rich dowry."

He was interrupted here by the entrance of a servant "Mr. Griffith," he said, "there are 'three men below who would like to see yon."

Three men?" Yes, sir. They are not gentlemen," 6uid the servant, who understood the question. "They are men from tho mill, I'm thinking." "Very.we'll show them up."

It was a holiday and the works were not in operation, so that the operatives were off work.

Then was heard the tramp of heavy Loots on the fctftircase and presently en- ./ tored three men, who dress and appearance indicated clearly that they belonged to the class who are doomed to euro their daily broad by hard and unremitting labor. "What is your business® with me, my menT asked Mr, Griffith, rising and surveying thorn with interest. "Are you employed in tho null?" "Yes, sir." said liie foremost, .Hugh

Roberts: "yes, Mr. Griffith, sir, we are employed in tho mill, and it's about that we've come to »eo you." "Very well,"'said John Griffith, roBurning his seat, "speak on, whatever you have to say to me." "It's this, Mr. Griffith, sir, and I hope you won't be offended at what I say. We came here to humbly beg that you would be pleased to raise our wages." "To ridao your wages!" exclaimed Mr. Griffith in a displeased tone. "Yes, sir. I hope you won't be offended." "Don't I give as high wages as are paid in other mills?" "Mayhap you do, sir but it's very hard to get along on three shillings a day." "But if 1 should pay higher wages than others they could undersell me in the market," "I don't know, sir, but I think we -should work more cheerful and do more in A day if we felt that wo had a little xiforo to live on, so that the wife and children needn't have to pinch and go (/hungry." |i These words were uttered in a manly and straightforward tone, and there was not a little pathos iu them, but it seemed lost upon Mr. Griffith. "It's only sixpence more a day we ask, sir," said Hugh Roberts pleadingly.

Mr. Griffith made a mental calculation. Ho had three hundred men in his employ. He found that sixpence a day Additional would make a sum total durl*g the year of over two thousand JomuR This reflection hardened his heart against tho applicants.

No." ho said, "your request is trnI reasonable I cannot accede to it," I "But, sir." said Hugh Roberts, "think what it is to support a family on three ..shillings a day." •It is hard, no doubt," said Mr. Grifth "but I cannot afford to make the ^advance you desire.* Ii "Then you refuse, rirT "I do. If yon can do any better of course I won't prevent your bettering yourselves,"

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"We cant do better, sdr,'" said Hugh, bitterly, crushing his hat between his foil hardened fingers. "We havt« no Vmher way to live* except to work for yon and take what yon are pleased to pay." "Think it over, my men," mid Mr.

Griffith more good humomUw for he had carried his point, "and you will see that I can't pay more than other manufacturers. iVe no donbt your wives and children will sam something to help yon along."

The three men departed with sad faces, looking as if life were a weary struggle, with HtUe to cheer it»

Scarcely had they left the room when Katy Griffith entered. Born when her father was comparatively late in life, she was his darling «&d the light of his existence. It was for her that hp wished to become very rich, that ho mi^ht make her a match for the highest. tw he wa* wont to express it. "They will overlooked John Griffith's pedigree." he said to himself, "if his daughter has a good hundred ihonsaad pounds to her dowry."

Katy entered, a bright ey^U attrootive girl of IS, of h«r father might well be proud, "How are yon. my darling?" said her father* sadlltig fondly np«& her. •Tm always weU.** ahe lightly "hat, pa **, wIk were p&vt tttfsa thnt met aa th* fctalrss? H*! y«a feMB scolding ihetaF "Whiki mt&m ym mfc,.-Kityf

"Because they looked so sad and discouraged." "Did theyT asked Mr. Griffith, with momentary compunction "Yes, papa! and I heard one of them sigh, as if he were tired of living." "They were men from the mill, Katy."

Atijfl whot did they come for? Do you h$I them about the work2" "ISTo the overseerdoes that." "Then what did,they cgmq^or?" -"Yon are very curious/my darling." "That isn't tilling me, .papa," said the young lady psrsistehtlyiVf* "Then, if yon must kridtfr, it was to ask for higher wages." "Of course you gave it." "Of course I didn't. Why should J?" "Because tney need it.. How much do they get now?" "Three shillings a dAy." "Only three shillin^a day exclaimed Katy, ^and have to support their fami^tf out of that?" ^'Yes." "O papa, how can yon pay them such mean wages?" "I pay as high wages as other manufacturers," said her father. "But they can't live on three shillings a day, poor men. How much more did they ask for?" "Sixpence a day." "Only sixpence a day, and you refused?" said Katy reproachfully. "But consider, my dear, on all my workmen it would amount to more thac two thousand pounds a year." "And how much do you make in a year, papa?" "This year," said Mr. Griffith, proudly, "I think I shall make nearly fifteen thousand pounds." "Yon don't surely spend all that, papa?" "Not more than four thousand ponnds." "And the rest?" "I lay up for my Katy." "Then," said Katy, "as it is to be mine, pay the men a shilling more a day. There'll be enough left for me. I shouldn't enjoy money that was taken from so many poor people. Think, papa, how much good the extra shilling would do to your poor men, and how little difference it would make to me. I shall be as rich its I want to be. Come, pupa, you were once poor yourself. You should pity tho poor."

At these words Mr. Griffith recalled the difficult struggle he had early in life and tbe selfishness ef his present treatment of hia poor operatives struck him forcibly. His own heart joined with his daughter. "Are you in earnest, Katy, in what yon say?" he asked. "Surely, papa." "If I do what you ask it will make a considerable difference in your fortune." "But I shall feel so happy when I think that the men are more comfortable. Won't you do it, papa?" "Yes, Katy," said her father "I will do as fou say. Other manufacturers will think I have gone insane, but if I please my Katy I will not care." "I love you better than ever now, papa," and the warm hearted girl threw her arms round her father's neck.

A servant was sent to Hugh Roberts' cottage to bid him come to the great house. He was sitting in moody silence in his poor cabin, which was pervaded by a general air of want and discomfort. He did not understand the summons, but thought he might be going to receive his discharge in return for his bold request. Again, ho was ushered into the presence of his employer. "I have been thinking of your request, my man," said Mr. Griffith in a kind tone, "and though I doubt whether any other manufacturer would grant it I have made up my mind to do it." "Bless yon, sir," said Hugh Roberts, his face lighting up. "Heaven will reward yon. Then we shall have three shillings and sixpence hereafter?" "You shall have four shillings." "Four shillings? Are yon really in earnest, sir?" "Truly so. The overseer shall receive my instructions to-morrow."

The workman burst into tears, but they were tears of joy. "The men will bless you," he said, smiling, and the words had a pleasant sound for Mr. Griffith. A hearty blessing is not to be despised.

It was found on experiment that the profits of tho business were but little affected by the increased wages, for the men now worked with a hearty good will which enabled them to accomplish more work in a day, so that Katy's sacrifice will be less than was supposed. Every day she rejoices over the additional comfort secured by the extra shilling P-"«d at her instigation.—Horatio Alger, Jr., in Yankee Blade.

Runncmber* by Th*lr TtecktJes. There is a ticket taker in one of the large thCfitTcs in this city who occasionally exercises his memory in a rather curious way. Generally he give* each man who goes m% between the acts a return check, but occasionally he omits this and relies solely on his memory to recognise those who wish to re-enter the theatar*. A friend who saw him doing this the other night remarked that he must have a wonderful memory for faces to be able to perform the feat without making a mistake. 'No," answered the ticket taker, "I have a very poor memoir for faces. I do not rely on their fact* at all. Indeed seldom took at tbe men's faces. What I go by is theirnecktfc*. If you will watch the neckttes yon will observe that no two are exactly alilk\ The* differ much more than the mens face/do and they are *er to remember. I might forgft a face, but his im-ktK never. I have followed tMs rale «or ymm And I lave raver made a mistake yes^—Now York Son.

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Chips from an Irish Workshppl^

CHIP a.- NON jC.—Co:srci.ci»En, When I had finished speaking the woman turned upon me a curious look. In her eyes seemed to rise, as though

fixedly own, all ablaze, swam bright and luminous in tear-wet lids. At last she spoke and her voice tinkled and thrilled like a silver bell in swaying sounds of pity, of love, and pain, and pride, as she told •to me the mystery of my life. "Come here and seat thee by me on this bench, O, Il-Yaema,and thou shalt hear all that Nona knows of thy dead past and why in thy young life thy father loved thee not. In the far-off days of the long ago, whose lives have blown to wandering dust—whose works, reared by skilful Hands (as they were born from Godlike minds) have fadod back into unknown nothingness—thy blood flowed in the rivers of two mighty houses. One for its subtle wisdom and its many sons who wrenched from Nature's bosum love 'Jor knowing which, the churches, some few years agone,prescribed the stake) was termed 'The Serpent House." The other, ever filled with wild, restless longings for the shock of battle and its grim command of men, was called 'The Tiger.' Here did this last house live since the hazy time of long lost years ere history was more than legend. Some centuries ago, came to these shores one of those ocean harrow-era-—a sea-viking from the frosty Morseland. Within this little bay he sailed and in utter peace he anchored 'neath the cliff which now near shadows o'er yon craft. From the high mast's heads he spread a banner to the ocean's breath blowing from out the sunset, on which, emblazed, shone a huge black gauntlet with underneath a small white hand upreacbing as though to pluck the gauntlet down. Beneath them streamed a dash of flowing blood, at either end of this a sword but one, O, one! was broken half way up to the hilt. Come one from out the ship a herald, asking what was freely yielded by tbe head of thy then great bouse, for some few days free harbourage safe from all attacks, as 'twixt those wooden wall bis lady lay in illness unto death. Next day tbe viking came himself ashore, and there within these walls, now heaped in ruins, he sat beside the board the guest of that great king, Hugh Donnard Unia Oge. There, as was meet, he pledged tbe noble company in warm red wine, and rising 'midst them up from where he sat, told how he came among them. When the first daisies turned eye upward toward tbe sun the year before bail lie stormed a Danish town whose Baron was his mortal enemy —had once sent his gauntlet over seas to him with challenge for a sword p'.ay to the death. Their forces met just outside of the town, and while on either side the soldiery stood, he and the Baron fought. The Baron fell, but even with the blow that felled his enemy the viking shivered his strong blade in half, but stooped and took the sword from out the fallen warrior's hand. All the Danish fornes fled when down their chieftain fell nor fought they more, so spoiled he not the town, but entered, and within tho palace found, alone, the Baron's child, just in the brightest blossom of sweet womanhood. Her did he think like the bright angelica blossoms of his ley home, the fairest flower of the world, and deemed it hardly well to leave this fluttering dove among the fierce warhawks where there was none whose

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ower might girdle her with safety, so be bring her to his ship and guarded her with gentlest care and sweet observance. He deemed her beauty, half divine. It wore the rich darkness of flower-crowned Italy—like win® flushing the blood. Her mother was of noble race from the far southland. No wonder that he turned toward her, for he, born beneath the lighting of the Polar star, was ftaxed polled, eyes chipped from June time's sunny cloud, and his face white waxen beauty shone like a maiden's from out the blowing scari of a great beard's golden fringe. From gazing at her glorious beauty and pondering on her utter helplessness soon In his heart bright love was born, and she, perceiving all the man's nobility, loved in return and they were wedded, now near one year ago. In yonder ship she lay in what he knew was fatal illness, while beside her lay her babe but twelve days old. Here did ho pause, and looking round all 'long table girt by noble knight and ladies beautiful, at last turned to dark Hugh, and said '0, King, I, here midst tbe loyal hearts that hem the round, crave one great boon of thee—the right to bring my consort from our floating home that she may die in peace where she waa nurtured, on the land. Men say of thee, O King, that thou art knight most true, so can'st thou understand that when her sire cast down to me his gauntlet, naught could I do but list the challenge. Yet when his child across the streaming life-blood reached hand of love to me iiis blood became a care to me, wherefore I now ask right to bring beneath tbe shelter o# some cabin on thy hillside, his child. And further, O great King, know this thy father and mine own were mortal foes, and on our doorstep fell thy sire

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struck dead by mine. "Now I, thine rlc board and ask of thee

enemy, Modarfc, in my sore distress, come to thy board and ask of thee aid for this weakling of my heart. For me aak I not even life.* He ceased, and that

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eye looked calmly round, while nights sprang up as though to slay him where he stood, then turned and faced the King who slowly rose and sternly cried 'Silence!' Then coming from his place he stood beetde the fearless one and said: 'And thou art then Modaric? Glad am I that thou comest here for refuge. Into no hillside cabin bear thy wife and child, but here into these walls where they shall have a leech's care. Come thou, too, prince, and fear thou naught of treachery. Although thy father cleft the skull of mine b*en to the teeth, yet safe within these walls art thou till slants this trouble from thy darkened pathway then, aa nniil to-day, from me to thee, hard blows till closes o'er one face the grave.' Soon was the woman and the babe laid within a chamber. But tarried sbo not long. Soon slipped the spirit from tbe vase of clay and entered in another life. Yonder In the mountain's breast they laid the body where thou sawest the dead Kin«r rouse from oat his atony bed. The «vtn next morning scarce rode a hand's breadth In tbe heave&s when thy great kinsman and Modaric stood upon yon rockv floor stretching from that tiny wharf, and tho* the viking spoke: 'O King -"vte to thy Queen my thanks that ohe 'greed to rear my child to give it oh care. N go I hence and i*trm ku.ily word between ass twain fee id, to th^awiwnrler S

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Then, as they threw one blades shim-

other's hand. glance around, their broad mered in the summer sun, they closed. At last the viking fell, thrust through the body. Down"beside him kneeled the King. Remorse took hold on him and half he wished the gored breast were his own. Upon his arm he raised the fallen warrior's head, while all in sorrow thus he spoke: *0 woe is me! O woe indeed! O arm so pursuant, heart so brave has my hand cut down the flower of Norseland's chivalry? O would that this had never been for foe so bold makes full true friend. But I, O prince, yes listen—I—O forgive the blow. Too much I thought of long ago, of the dead past, and lived too much within its hates that flow and eat the heart of onr to-day. Had I but let tbe blood spilled then Ue qaiet in its grave and proffered friendship's hand to thee! O now, Modaric, hear: by thee, upon this hard stone kneeling, while fast thy life blood runs away, 1 swear thy child shall be as mine thy sword I take and wear it shall I in her father's name until my end of time.' Upon the chieftain's face there stole a look of peace, while thus he faintly spoke: 'O King, grieve not for what thy hand hath this day done. Blood of thine my father spilled and mine pays fully for thy loss, for know when 1 am gone, save this walling babe, all my line is dust. I go from here to her who only noi£ hath gone and waits for me beneath the shading trees amid the blossome of another life. O now to me from out that life sweet whispers come that seem like echoes of the baby angel's footfalls round the throne, and sweet songs of tbe great to-be in the golden days unborn.

JLong

those days I look and see

thy house down moulder to one last poor stem, that like a rotten stick, hath not the force to make itself a place within the bosom of the trembling world. I hear the whispered doom of thine and mine, for soon the order of the world shall change, and men like us no longer shall be needed, so die our houses from mankind away. Long days from now, O King, a child shall to thy race be born —bom upon yon home of mine, but to the far southward, where the five stars shall shine the love of other worlds into his cradle. A weakling shall he be amidst his. brethren. But he will well be known for the last of thy great brother house shall love and bless the babe. Happiness or love shall never come to him but ever toil and pain abd though a weakling strong ones shall lie down in death, age shall come to him and be shall be tbe last.' One Rasp and brave Modaric stepped across the threshold to the one awaiting. With all reverence did they raise the body and bore it to the chapel in the bill, where, for three days, it lay in state while fast his ship flew from the shore never to return. At midnight did they miss the King, and while iu search of him the Queen descended to the chapel, and there, beside the body, whore the black stoled priests kept watch, she found him. Like the roots of some old tree his fingers strained around each other so tight he clasped them. Upon his death white face a look of agony, the red tearless eves sparkling like living coals beneath the torch light while thus he mourued: High o'er yon clouds now the bright moon is sailing!

O moon! in thy beauty, why veil not thy

Know ye not upon earth there is weeping and walling For a brave, noble chieftain, the last of his race? O clouds, thou art right in thy horror to weep!

Thou stars stooping down glancing sternly at me, Thy light falls iu pity on this fair face asleep!

And I. O God, all honor hath centered in

The nlg^t winds caressing o'er him seem to

At mefllko some serpent, they wrathfully hiss! With agony dreadful my brain seems to reel,

And hell to this pain were an exquisite

bliss!

Awake 1 Awake from thy

Come, Modaric! Awakef'if'/w dead? Why opes not his eyes? Know ye not, O Modaric, madness on me is creeping

That ye awake not? 0 God! hero to let me die! Murdered! Ho wakes not! Death comes not! and so

I must live with this full load of pain. TO take up my duties midst men! But mark O—

God—thy mark upon mef I have my enemy slain. "The viking's.child grew to brightest womanhood, then wedded the King's one son and bore him sons who ever roamed the sea, as did all thy race unto thy father who wedded on this very hill and took his bride to live upon the ocean —I with her. Eight stalwart sons were born ere thou came into life upon the far south seas, and at thy birth the southern cross shone in upon thee in my arms. When thou were near the end of the first year we anchored where the river of two currents pours one stream into the mighty Amazon. Here came aboard a man bronzed by tbe tropic sun —a giant. Up to thy father straight be strode, who trembled while he listened to these words: 40 wanderer of the sea, I, the last of thy great brothei house, bid welcome to my home. In that birth chamber perched far up the cliff upon

magic disc shines out at midnight that which thou must see. Come? They went, and when four weeks later came they back, if ever on thy face thy father's glaces fell he frowned, for In thee he saw the finale of his name. Sore was his heart that all his mighty sons must yield thee place. Great Zama ever loved thee and thou wouldst laugh and ejer spring from out thy mother's arms or mine to him who, in a tongue unknown to all, sang sweet melodies to thee. I loved this mighty one. and on a sunny morn he, in words whose music yet today chime in my soul, told of his love for me. But I, poor fooi, would try his love, so said 1 'nay,' and on- tbe morrow's morn some sailors hunting found him murdered on the shore.* She paused, and her face was like one dead, from which the white teeth shone twixt life as ashes and the eyes were glassy while the frame grew rigid. At last she spoke. 'Come we back unto this shore and thou didst see and hear thy father from the dead demand ff all must be as Modaric had foretold, and be was answered 'yea.' Now know ye all.* She raised to her feet and clutching my arm she said. While her eyes seemed to flash fire and the woman trembled like some tight drawn string: Yaema, yonder rides thy ship! Go hence, and never more put foot upon this soil. Qoickt Leave me, tor if thou st&yest here I'll stab thee with this dagger to the

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dmmed.* I aay. Now- go, ere I cut short tbv life of loneil n«#S aml glva thee Test,* She turned and walked away upon the ttand, and as 1 gueatt her retreating ferare a horror grew «$on me^ Once she tsutied and shrilled '0 all the world shoald heed of thy jcrefci hommall rotted down to thee—a nothing."

So passed she from my sight, Moch ha*» 1 posdetfed ef«r h«r w-rda, and knowing her great wisdom, do giv* them thus to thee that thoa m*y*t prpfit fey gum If Ow» t* iw^tlathefirfbr the#. S'&zh 1-3^-A36*

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What is cold in the head? Medical authorities say it is due to uneven cloth ing of the body, rapid cooling when in a perspiration, Ac. The important point is, that a cold in the head is an inflammation of the lining membrance of the nose, which, when unchecked, is certain to produce a catarrhal condition—for catarrh is essentially a "cold" which nature is no longer able to "resolve" or throw off. Ely's Cream Balm has proved its superiority, and sufferers should resort to it before that oommon ailment become seated and ends in obstinate catarrh.

I'orced to Leave Home.

Over' 60 people were forced to leave their homes yesterday to call at their druggist's for a free trial package of Lane's Family Medicine. If your blood is bad, your liver and kidneys out of order, if you are constipated and have a headache and an unsightly complexion, don't fail to call on any druggist to-day for a free sample of this grand remedy. The ladies praise It. Everyone likes it. Large-size package 60 cents.

100 l^adies Wanted.

And 100 men to call on any druggist for a free trial package of Lane's Family Medicine, the great root and herb remedy, discovered by Dr. Silas Lane while in the Rocky Mountains. For diseases of the Blood, Liver and Kidneys it is a positive cure. For constipation and clearing up of the complexion it does wonders. It is the best spring medicine known. Large size package, 50c. At all druggists'.

Hold It to the Light,

The man who tells you confidently just,what will cure your cold is prescribing Kemp's Balsam this year. In the preparation of this remarkable medicine for coughs and colds no expense is spared to combine only the best and purest ingredients. Hold a bottle of Keuip's Balsam to the light and look tnrough it notice the bright, clear look then compare with other remedies. Price 50c. and $1. Sample bottle free.

Ask Your Friendd Abuut It.

Your distressing cough can be cured. We know it because Kemp's Balsam within the past few years has cured so many coughs and colds in this community. Its remarkable .sale has been won eutirely by its genuine merit. Ask some friend who has used it what he thinks of Kemp's Balsam. There is no medicine so pure, none so effective. Large bottles 50c and $1 at all druggists'. Sample bottle free.

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ANTI-BILfOUS MEDICINE.

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A Brawny Ban»e at the Helm

To-day it is raining in torwntt. He eiptrtaica th« vitae of a "FUh It is his tola articla of dress, and to mm wojta dntwert, ihirt, coat, vert, and paata Hell tag joa talas W the hour of «toru« laattag daya aoi whan that "Slicker" mada up the whole differenc* between comfort and mlaery and ail tej

eeeta. think how long it last*. It will tvHMf fear saka o! clothe*. Better get oneiMM|'r»*-

TYad* Mark. Don't accept aftr Jnferiorcoatwhes ytm can have the F^TngMpikker" dellWrg artthont exbaeoat. PaitiqiUaSnd Wsatrated cat*

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No. 8 Fast Line 2.30 pm No. 2 5.05 pm ARRIVE FROM THE EAST. No. 9 Western Express (S&V). 1.80 a No. 5 Mall Train 10.15 am No. 1 Fast Line*(P.feV). ...... 2.00pm No. 21 S.05pm No. 8 Mall and Accommodation 0.45 Nx 7 Fast Mall 9.00pa

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No. 12 Cincinnati Express (S) 1.20 Am No. 6 New York Express (6&V). 1.42 a No. 20 Atlantic Express (P&V) 12.42 No. 8 Fast Line81 2.10 pm No. 2 5.00 pm

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No. 52 South Bend Mall 6.00 am No. 54 South Bend Express 4.00

ARRIVE FROM THE NORTH.

No. 51 Terre Haute Express 12.00 No. 5S South Bend Mall 7.90

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ST. LOUIS, LAFAYETTE, and CHICAGO.

The Entire Trains run through Without change, between Cincinnati and Chicago. Pulman Sleepers and elegant Rocllnlng Chair Care on night trains. Magnificent Parlor Cars on Day Trains.

Trains of Vandalia Lino [T. H. «St L, DlvJ makes close connection at Colfax with C. St. L. A C. Ry trains for Lafayette fc Chicago

Pullman and Wagner Sleeping Cars ana Conches are run through without change between St, Louis, Terre Haute and Cincinnati Indianapolis via Bee Lino and Big 4.

Five Trains each way*, dally except Sunday three trains each way on Sunday, between Indianapolis and Cincinnati.

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