Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 21, Number 19, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 1 November 1890 — Page 7

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Hfc'D HAD NO SHOW.

Joe BeaM *ud set upoo a keg Down to the groc*ry so* throw One lef( rijfht over "lother leg.

Ail* swear be'd never had ao show. "Oh, 00," *aid Joe, •llain^ bed o© show.** Then shift lite quid to "lother Jaw, Ajd*chaw, an* chaw, an' chaw, an chaw. lie said be got no mtuzia Ute,

Didn't git do mooey fruoi his dad. The irasttin* took to by bte wife Earned all the funds he had "Ob, no," »aid Joe. 'Hain't hod no *bow." An' Uico he'd look up at the dock. An' talk, an' talk, an* talk, an' talk. "Vro waited twenty year—Uft'a aee-

Yea, twenty-four, an" utsrer struck, Altho* I've not roun' patiently, Ute fust tarnaabioo streak er luck.

Oil.

DO,"

said Joe,

'Hain't bed no show."

Then »tuck like mucilage to tfoe spot An* cot. ao* sot, an' sot, an" cot"Vve come down regerier erer' day

For twenty years to Piper'* store fro sot bene in a patient way, Say. hain't I, Plperr Piper swore, "I tell ye. Joe,

Yer hain't no show

Yer too dern pot tent"-ther but) raft Jest luffed, an* taflM. an* tailed an' laffed. ~S W. Vom to Yankee Blade.

A MAN IN THE ROOM.

1 awoke at midnight with a start There was a mnn in the room. The shutters wore closed and the window, as 1 hud left it, was lowered for a space of probably six inches or more. He most have come in, then, through the door of my bedroom, which adjoined the sitting room

It had Ut'ii a stormy night and the monotonons drip drop of the remaining globules of rain came from the eaves in a mournful and irregular plashing. My senses at first were in a half haze—a drowsy and bewildered stupor was what I found myself in as 1 first waked.

Gradually my mind became clearer. The room was intensely dark so dark, in fact, that the pecnliar illusionary buzzing of the silence sang in my ears. What was to be done? It was midnight and there was a man in the room.

There is something so grisly—so awfully suggestive of murder—in this feeling of a stranger's proximity to one at the dead of night that experience alone can give it its true effect. So, too, there is a very strange and as yet unsolved riddle in this knowledge of unseen human contiguity. You stand in a street car clinging to a strap. Homebody behind you wishes to advance, or needs more room. You may be reading a paper and probar bly have not noticod his approach, yet instinctively yon step forward,

Or perhaps you are standkig at the entrance of some one of the great buildings of the city conversing on matters of importance with a friend. Your mind is presumably intensely occupied, your eyes on your companion, your lips moving. Suddenly you step aside some one brushes past, his shoes incased in rubbers, and turns the comer without a sound certainly there was nothing that could be heard above the rumble and rattle of the numberless vehicles which fill the streets with their jarring and clangor.

Yet you knew this person wished to pass, and that you were possibly a little In 1 his way. You had neither seen, heard, nor touched him, but you were nevertheless aware of him.

Take it even in the solitude of the oountry. Sitting on a fence in some lonely field you are all at once apprised of the fact that a man is advancing toward you and is already quite close to you. Now, you have doubtless been day dreaming before this conviction came to yon, watching the sheep as they 1 grazed quietly down near the river or

marking the sleepy circles of some jp hawk's flight and midaerial poises. You were deeply prooccupied, to bo sure, and this man came across a plowed field where his boots crushed the dry, soil and passed along as noiselessly as the if underground march of a mole.

But an indefinable current of perception—a wave of intuition—had warned you of the nearness of a human being. Everything else was calculated to attract your eyes and ertehain your mental faculties. However, you turned immediatoly and saw him standing there smiling. He had a message for you. Yet the weird message, the certainty of the approach of a human being, who sent that? Nay. then, 1 can not tell you this.

It was the same feeling that had rushed opon mo like an avalanche as I woke. It was midnight and there was a man In the room.

Past that hour, was it not? Let me consider, for the question of time may have peculiar significance. It was 10 o'clock when 1 retired. At 10:80 the policeman on the beat had passed. His olnb had rung sullenly on the stone coping, and I recollect picturing him to myself as he passed—a sturdy, alert bluoooftt, with pistol and staff peering into the alloy* looking curiously at the occasional night lights that burned here and there with a dim and uncanny flare whistling not infrequently yawning looking up at the stars, and at interval* communing with himself. It all seemed unite ludicrous, I remember, as I lay tnere, but the matter is hideously serious now. What would I not give to bear his "locust* spurn tbe dull pavement with his sonorous, challenging rap. 1/ there is something menacing in that sound at night to the wrong doer. It say* authoritatively: "Who goes there?"

If it is past midnight the patrolman will come again in an hour or «a Death o? my life? Sixty minutes? Sixty mlnttten? Can I contain my patience that long, staring into the muffled darkness? And, indeed, what will this devil be doing meanwhile—this man in the room?

No! the plan of waiting for the offioer

Ehisf.JUible.

ta! What If he did come Weald not the burglar or operation until the coast rteer? (Jitdoubigdly. Let me this problem out carefully, even cokUr. a matter of life or death, tn the fim place,. I had been foolish •Dough us lay revolver ao the dimmer, which was twenty feet

that

tnm

the bed.

oooid only be gained by

a

scramble

and a spring. Again—suppoee the intruder had taken the weapon from its resting place and stood doubly armed, watching me as a cat would watch a mouse?

I cannot bring myself to believe that this would be a sensible move. This dilemma must be faced and grappled with in a wise as well as a courageous manner. This wretch in my room—his life is not worth as much to himself, to the world or to humanity as mine. He has the advantage of. weapons he is on the qui vive: he knows that I am awake as surely as I know that he is in my bedchamber.

The stertorous puffing of a locomotive sounds far away. Those men on that engine now—they are covered with grime and soot they are'risking their lives daily and nightly. But they are toilers. Wives and children they have, and with them the honor of women and the life of man is safe. If I were with them now out on the

dreary,

drizzling flats, with

the moonlight straggling down on the pools by the track, I should certainly be safe. Here I am surely in danger.

A large wardrobe in the room gives ont a crackling sound, as if the man had shifted his weight somewhere and the change had caused the boards in the wardrobe to expand or contract In the sitting room all at once some fragments of anthracite drop noisily down the "feeder" of the the base bnrning stove, The curtain flaps. Everything inanimate seems to be on the lookout. On my hand a misty breath of night wind amies like the breath of a human being.

Action or inaction? And now, which is the best kind of bravery? Is it the forlorn hope quality, which beedB not of danger, but hurries headlong to almost certain death? Or is it the cool and doliberate intent to carry out a purpose al ready carefully matured? Recklessness may be excused for example's sake, and true courage will do or die for a friend or a loved one's peril. But in a contest of the kind which will follow if I attempt violence against this nocturnal prowler the truest valor is the deliberative and discreet kind.

I am broad awake now, and no excuse can .be made for me if I yield to rash impulses against my better judgment The situation is plain. The circle of contemplation is a small one.

As to the problem, it represents but three important factors, and they are as follows It is midnight—I am awakethere is a man in the room.

Although my ears had not caught the sound of his entrance into my sleeping apartments I feel confident that he has been there but a few moments. I am of an exceedingly wakeful disposition and the vicinity of anyone in my room at night, or of even an animal, is almost immediately followed by my waking up.

The back door had been securely fastened before I went to bed, and the windows of the house were too high to be reached except by means of a ladder. At the front door a midnight marauder would have been too conspicuous. Besides the alley which led into two other byways afforded a dark and various mode of retreat in case of either hurried or leisurely flight He must have entered by way of the back door. To cross the kitchen floor without arousing mo he must have walked either in his stocking feet or worn stockings over his shoes.

Now, I cannot say truthfully whether I am what is commonly known as a brave man if you judge me by a certain standard. I have read of just such occurrences as this that 1 am experiencing, where men have leaped from their couches at dead of night, grappled with the thief and overpowered him. They were, wo will say, brave men. Certainly they were reckless men. I admire their dash, but am not inclined to follow in their footsteps. They either did not think of or did not care for the questions of arms or advantage, but boldly risked their lives, regardless ot these differences.

I am, to be perfectly Crank, afraid to attempt this sort of an exploit If this devil in my room, whom I hate with a deadly hatred, were unarmed then I would not hesitate to try conclusions with him, even in the darkness, relying on my natural strength, grip, quickness, and Ute intensity of my anger at being awakened from an honest slumber to solve such a demoniacal puzzle. If by any possibility I should have found this fellow unprepared and could have killed him like a clog, without giving him the slightest opportunity, I would have done so instantly and without the least compunction.

But the possibilities even of his venturing here at midnight unarmed are not to be thought of. Such a theory is against human experience, against reasoning, and is absolutely illogical. I refuse to entertain it

To rccur to the proposition of attacking a burglar in midnight darkness. It bus sometimes proved a complete success, sometimes a partial one but often it has turned out a disastrous failure.

If yon are wounded, and secure the burglar, you area hero, and the intruder will doubtless be fitly punished. Meanwhile you suffer more or less piun, inconvenience and trouble before you can return to your business. However, the admiring comment* of your friends are very sweet

But supposing you were crippled for life. That Is not pleasant to contemplate, is it? You are a hero, it is tanas, but cannot ran. dance, skate, hunt and the like. You are, we will venture, sot yet SO years »f age, and will lire till 80, Twenty years or more of limping through life simply for an impulse I

It wiU not do. Again, it might be death lingering or sudden. Will the fact that justice takes the life of the murderer give vera any recompense? The seasons—the green carpet of spring, the half blown rant of summer, autumn's mellowed glory, and the fe*th«ry signals of winter—these will come to you and find you all unrespc®fStts,

Men and women ycra will heed not, far your feet shall ham» dipped in the tide ot the raksewa. sad your lips will be silent

Not this po«itiTelr will not da It is probably 1 o'clock at sight I

TICRRE HAUTE SATURDAY EYmSTESTG

n.m awake and vigilant There is a man hi the room, and ha is armed. Suppoting, now, that I were armed. I have used and been familiar with firearms since I was a mere boy—accustomed to the use of rifle, shot gun and revolver.

The revolver is necessarily the weapon which appears in these affrays between the burglar and the householder. Now, although I am not what is termed a "crack" shot with a revolver, it would be an easy thing for me to put a 3§ caliber ball into a man if he were sitting or standing thirty feet from me.

If I had my revolver now, would it be advisable to begin operations? Let us see. This man is either sitting or standing in some corner of the room. He would not stand in the center of the room, for the tendency is to skulk where the 1 shadows lie deepest Supposing my revolver was in my hand and I fired a shot

That would change the aspect of this matter into an absolute question of life or death. The burglar would return the shot He would fire at the flash of my weapon perhaps hold a dark lantern to one side and dispose of me at one or at the most two shots.

As it is almost impossible to determine where a man is who is merely somewhere in your bedroom, I am led to conclude that promiscuous firing on the part of the occupant of the bed is not a wise action further, that it is suicidal.

This man in the room is doing one of two things. He either believes that I am fully awake and cognizant of his presence, or that I am restless without suspicion and may soon be again in dreamland.

If I adopt the first idea, he has his hand on his weapon ready at an instant's notice to fire. He may be even anxious and a trifle startled. It is within the bounds of possibility that he may even believe that 1 am similarly armed and watchful, and he may entertain a sort of fear of me. Ha, ha. If it were not so ghastly it might be ludicrous.

On the part of the second theory, if he thinks me merely drowsy he will wait for the regular breathing that denotes sleep before he stirs again. Failing to hear that he may proceed to stern measures—intimidation or worse. I have given up the idea of his being an assassin. It is an illogical supposition, and the darlmpaa «hn.ll not make me superstitious or childish.

What if I simply counterfeit sleep and let him go on with his scheme of plun dering? But I cannot sleep. As alert and cool as I feel myself tp be, this experience has made me wrought up and nervous. I wish it were light, or, failing that, I wish this prowler would make up his mind to do something. The darkness is alarming, but the knowledge that it envelops this wretch makes it tenfold more fearful. Look into a dark cave. It is not the mere gloom that makes it seem so awesome it is the thought that in this cave hides—what? You do not know, but observe yon rolling thunder cloud it is black, lowering and tremendous. Perhaps it is tornado charged. At least, what it may hold renders it more an object of fear than its mere outward form.

How doubly and quadruply sickening, then, when we fed that the darkness surrounding us is hiding that most terrible of beasts, man?

For as the intelligence of man predominates over the craft of animals so does the ferocity of man surpass that of the tiger and shark.

I cannot go to sleep. This man must be the first to make a move on the chess board. Does he intend to wait? So will I—till the rumble of the early wagons shall resound along the paved street Till the watchful stara have doffed their gray uniform and the faint, ashen dawn shall pry with tremulous fingers in the crevices of my window shutters,

But will he wait? Now that is a fallacious conjecture. He must fulfill his object and depart. He must obtain something for the extreme risk taken. It is no light thing to come into a home on an errand of this nature. Slaying him undermost circumstances would be perfectly justifiable even in the eyes of the law. And in the eyes of the juror it would require extraordinary circumstances indeed to make you liable to punishment

Besides, if convicted for burglary, the punishment is extremely severe in some states and under some statutes the death penalty may be given.

Therefore this man in my room will shortly commence operations. Where will he begin and how? Will he first ascertain if I am asleep, or will he conclude that I am awake and proceed to the pleasing task of terrorizing me? And what, after all, will be his reward? 1 have no money, my watch is a key winder and a cheap one, and my other jewelry is of the plainest possible kind.

Why do not these fellows select a residence more likely to afford better opportunities for riches than my humble rooms? They usually do. Do they not always? Almost invariably.

It is long part midnight lam awake, I appeal to logip and calm common sense. It is I, myself I am thetnan is the room. It was even so. I turned to my pillow and slept—Ernest McOaffsy in Chicago Times.

To produce sufficient silk to kaSs li dross requires more time and capital than most people would imagine. If we take one and oaoHquarter pounds as the weight of pure silk required, this would be equal to two pounds of raw gQk. To produce two pounds of raw silk would require the entire sCk obtained from 7,000 to 8,000 worms, allowing a percentage for death by disease and other casualties.

The Austrian national hymn has, it appears, become almost unrecognizable in the midst of the orchestral filagree work with which band masters have decorated it so the order has goes forth that the brum to out the empire only as snsngedit

The celebrated tun at said to be the most capacious* In the world—holding 1.""

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BEAUTY A DRAWBACK.

WHERE A PRETTY FACE STANDS IN A POOR GIRL'S WAY.

A Woman's Story of Two Girls WHO Had Their Living to Ears sad the Trouble Tt*«y Had in Securing AqjtMng They

C6dld Lesm to Do.i

"Do you know when I started out to earn my own living," said a woman who, thanksto her own exertions, is now in receipt of a handsome income, "I never felt so thankful for anything in my life as that nature had endowed me with a snub nose and eyes of no particular color? Ton have ao idea how personal beauty handicaps a girl when she is trying to gain a foothold. "The first winter I was down here I stopped at a boarding house on Tenth street near Broadway, kept by a motherly old lady who makes a specialty of looking after young women who are looking for work, and while I was there I was in a position to prove the truth of my assertion, I assure you. "The bedrooms were large and airy, and in each of them there were three little iron beds surrounded by a screen, so that if you felt inclined you couM be very much alone. The two women in the room with me, however, were particularly nice, and we were soon such friends that we dispensed with the screens entirely. "They were really two of the prettiest women, and yet so entirely unlike each other that they managed to be bosom friend?. The younger of the two—she couldn't have been more than 20, I am sore—was a widow, and for a longtime, although we had our own suspicions on the subject, we couldn't find out what she did for a living. She was out during the greater part of the morning, but returned for lunch, and then stayed at home until immediately after dinner, when she went ont again. She always wore a veil in the evening, and returned about 11 o'clock. We were all very curious of course, and yet none of us had the courage to ask her if she really were an actress. She didn't look the least stagey, you know—not a bit

HER SECRET FOUND OUT.

"But at last a friend from home came to see me, and insisted upon taking me to the theatre. 'Amorita' was on at the Casino then, so we decided to go there. If you remember, there's a moonlight scene in it, where all the chorus girls are on the stage in page's costume, and there in the rear rank, if you please, was my friend, the pretty widow. At first I was afraid she had seen me, but as she did not say a word to me about it when she reached home 1 waited until I knew KitUe, our other room mate, had fallen asleep, and then I went over to her bed and touched her arm. She was half asleep, but she aroused herself at once, and asked, what was the matter. 'Oh, nothing,' I said, 'only I saw you to-night, and I thought I'd better let you know.' "She sat up in bed, and positively her face was white as the bed clothes. '1 knew it must come sooner or later,' she said. 'But, oh! please don't tell the rest of them. It was my last resort I had tried everything else. But I was too pretty. No woman would have me in her hbuse, particularly if she had sons. It was either that or starve, you know.' "And then by degrees she told me the whole sad story. Her people lived somewhere in Jersey and were very poor. She had married a man much older than herself, who after making her life a misery for over a year had the good grace to commit suicide. She didn't like to go back to J»r people after that, so she came on here to get something to do. First she had tried to get a place as governess. But it was useless. She was too pretty. And so she had gone cfti day after day until she was left without a penny. Then she went to the people at the theatre, and they at once engaged her. "She told me a great deal more, and before she had finished I had made a resolve that if it lay in my power that poor girl's days as an actress should be numbered. She left the stage the week after that, and the last I heard of her she was employed as companion by an old lady in the West Indies, who is pock marked and 79. She wanted the poor girl as an antidote, I dare say. "POOB LITTLE KITTIK. "Then there was Kittle. Poor Kittle went through exactly the same experience, only she was such a plucky little woman that she never would show the white feather. Why, do you know the night after the poor child pawned her sealskin coat she kept awake till nearly morning telling fanny stories! It was only when there wasn't another punnyin her purse that Kitty indulged in a cry. One of the other girls came in one day just before dinner and found Kittle curled up on the bed there, sobbing like a little child. Even then she tried to impart an air of raillery to her confession that she was 'dead broke.' Bat her red eyes and nose belied her, and for once Kittle really had to give in. "Then, the girl talked to her a bit and brightened her up, and then when Kittle was herself again the girl said to hers •Now, look here, Kittle, if you're not above putting your pride in your pocket I can get you something to do. Perhaps you know you've got one of the loveliest chins imaginable, and now I think I can put you in the way of earning a little money with It There's an artist I know who's painting the picture of a nun, and has been ewiihig the city from the Battery to Harlem for a chin to Ida liking. The model he has does very well for the other features, but her chin's abominable. Youns, now. is the very thing he wants. Will you sit for him?* "Well, of course Kittle jumped at the chance, as any sensible woman would have done, and in that year's academy the picture of the nun won general admiration. **I have heard of girls making their living by their cheek before, but this is the first case I know of where a woman's chin has proved remunerative. Battle's chin was in demand for a whole season after that, and she could have gooe on posing in definitely if she had sot found something better to do. But I started out to pcove that it doesn't psy tor a working-woman to he pretty, sad now tell me honesttyt after what I've toU you, don't you thix*

PI Bosslaw Gtela aad Wows, Bftnian girls have the thoroughness of the Germans, and ifes brightness of the Americans without their wit* They have ooastderabte beauty, great courage sad a good deal of slyness. Under the old regbnetbarlifein gMhoodand mstronbood wSss4hs life almost oC the convent and in old Basil they see wry notch sed—led even today. Strsngs thst the Gurmsn woMHi, by no masm powerful at shmtM bsvecbsnged the tone In BssSt! fWfc 'iiauffa of Pn—h ttSVeT will he sad wheze then Is great cspssftf for evil there is great possibUfty oC good. Ifeetr faults may hs explained by the abrf wise ratesST tajg^omesar.

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Perhaps no local disease has puzzled and baffled the medical profession more than nasal Catarrh. While not immediately fatal it is among the most distressing and disgusting ills the flesh is heir to, and the records show very few or no cases of radical cure of chronic catarrh by any of the multitude of modes of treatment until the introduction of Ely's Cream Balm a few years ago. The success of this preparation has been most gratifying and surprising. 18-2

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Over 60 people were forced to leave their homes yesterday to call at their druggist's for a

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Railroad Tiie Tables.

Train rked thus (P) denote Parlor cam attached. Trains marked thus (S) denote sleeping Cars attached daily. Trains marked thus (B) denote Buffet Cars attached. Trains marked thus run daily. All other trains run dally, Sundays accepted.

•V-A.3SnDA.l4XA. XiI3Sr:H?. T. H. & I. DIVISION. UEAVB

FOR THK WKST.

No. 9 Western Express (8&V). 1.42 am No. 5 Mall Train ....... 1021 am No. 1 Past Line (P&V) 2.10 aa No. 21 8.10 pm No. 7Fast Mail" 9.01 pa

LKAVK FOR THE BAST.

No. 12Cincinnati Express*(S) 1.30ana No. 6 New York Express (SWfcV) 1.51 a No. 4 Mail and Accommodation 7,15 am No. 20 Atlantic Express (P&V). 12.47 aa No. 8 Fast Line

4.

.......... 2.30 pm

No. 2 5.05 ARKIVK FROM THK KAST. No. 9 Western Express (S&V)... 1.30 a aa No. 5 Mail Train 10.15 am No. 1 Fast Line (P&V) ....... 2.00 ns No. 21 3.05 pm No. S Mail and Accommodation 6.45 pm No. 7 Fast Mail 9.00 p*m

ARRIVK FROM THK WEST.

No. 12 Cincinnati Express (S) 1.30 am No. 6 New York Express (««Y). 1.42 am No. 90 Atlantic Express"»(P&V) 12.42 No. 8 Fast Line *. 2.10 pm No. 2 5.00

T. H. A L. DIVISION.

LKAVK FOR THK NORTH.

No. S3 South Bend Mail 6.00 a No. 54 South Beud Express ..... 4.00 ARRIVK FROM THK NORTH. No. 51 Terre Haute Express ..... 12.00 No. 58 South Bend Mail 7.80

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THB POPULAR ROUTE BKTWKKM

CINCINNATI, INDIANAPOLIS TERRE HAUTE

ST. LOUIS, LAFAYETTE, and CHICAGO.

The Entire Trains run through Wlthovi change, between Cincinnati and Chicago^ Pulman Sleepers and elegant Reclining Chair

At

Cars on Day Trains.

igUhair Parlor

Cars on night trains, Magnlfloent

Trains of'Vandalia Line [T. H. A L. DlvJ makes close connection at Colfax with C. St, L. & C. Ky trains for Lafayette A Chicago

Pullman and Wagner Sleeping Cars and Coaches are run through without ohange be* tween St. Louts, Terre Haute and Cincinnati Indianapolis via Bee Line and Big 4.

Five trains each way, daily except Sunday three trains each way on Sunday, between Indianapolis and Cincinnati-, The Only LineSrWrS^owlS: tlve point for the distribution of Southern and Eastern Traffic. The fact that it connocts

A R'yt with the fClnoinnati east and Southwest, gives it an advantage over all its competitors, for no route from Chicago, Lafayette or Indianapolis can make these connections without compelling nengers to submit to along and 'disagreeable Omniqus transfer for both passengors and

baggage. Through Tickets and Principal Points can be obtained at any Ticket office, C. I. St L. A C. Ry, also via this tine at all Coupon Ticket Offices throughout the country. J. H. MARTIN, JOHN EOAN,

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Boston. Mass.

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Dist, Pass. Ast, Gen. Pass. A Tkt,.' corner Washington and Meridian st. Ind'nls.

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