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SYNOPSIS.

A nnmclws girl waif on the London wharves overyears a plot between Putty, the landlord of Mariner's Joy, a confederate named Drlgo and a stranger known as Taras, to help some deserters escape from a ship. CHAPTER II—The deserters arrive, a scuffle ensues in the barroom of the Joy, and Taraa disappears. Ill and IV-After a vain hunt for Taras the waif Is led by a strange sound to a cellar beneath the bar. Following the clew, she finds Taras imprisoned and releases him through means of an old robber tunnel from the cellar to the wharf. V—Putty and Drltco discover the escape and cut off the waif In the tunnel, but sue takes terrtb revenue on them and is befriended by Taras VI, VII, VIII—The waif runs away and attempts suicide. Taras finds her In a police cell and takes her to his own home under the care of Mere Lucas, his housekeeper. There she begins a new life as Aura.

CHAPTER IX. THE FIRST STEP.

"We must think about clothes nextAura,"

Baid

Taras when I had agreed to

accept the strange name he proposed. "You will want quite a lot of things—some to wear indoors, some to go out in, others to change and so on." "Why, I ain't got no money," said I, tak en aback by the very first condition of liv ing in anew and civilized world. "Luckily I have—somewhere," said he, feeling in his pockets. "Ah, here it Is." "A lot o' things'll cost a lot o' money, I remarked, as he looked at his purse. "That's true. If there's not enough here to pay for all yon buy, give one of these cards and have the things sent home, to be paid for on delivery."

I looked in the purse and saw gold, more than I had ever before seen at one time. My utmost possession had never amounted to more than a shilling, and no one had

thought fit to trust me with a larger sum. iI laid the purse down with a va#?ue feeling that I might be taking undo advantage of

Taras' generosity. When he spoke, I stopped biru. "Hold on," said I, "I'm tryin to think this out. 1 ain't sure whether I oughter take all this money or didn't oughter." "Good. Puzzle it out aqd take it or refuse it as it seems to you right or wrong."

I stuck my knuckles in my hips, drew a long breath and taxed my, sluggish power of reasoning to its utmost, while Taras smoked on in grave silence, too considerate to suffer atiy sign to appear in bis face of the amusement my perplexity must have given him. "Taras4" said I at length, "I'm a-goin to '"'take that m'oih'o^,''ciilisi if jfou TWik ih want and I had money I should like yOu to take jit Off ru?,"(f ...... "Bravo, little friend!" said ho joyfully. "You have gniftped' the' meaning o^ the "•golden rule already. Nowyou had better go out and buy what), you want* tjDo, you .know the neighborhood?" "No, trot'if you tell the where the shops 'in I'll find 'em. I ain't afraid of asting in^ ways." "EithQ^qf tfyestreets tba^pass^h^ichurch will lead you into the Westminster Bridge! roue!, Whferrih6rfc'Hre 'plenty of sbopk" 1 nodded, but made no moveiri etit th^ ^quuqtiont wbat^rtot things would ,l*isuitj able, to i^y, j)e\y jstate jhrew me into another spell of cogitation* I "Would you like TSiLdCas$'go Witllj wyou ?•". Tares asked.- nt "If, yotf thiuk Kbet knows better.'nn me a 1 "1 would rather you exercised your own ''judgment. TWant you to wdlk aloftb ai tigoou na possible.5" ti

I understood-.what hu.meant .by that phrase. It was really as if I were born ''again axld li'artringtci walk. "-Yon ain't got any ft»ncy,'lifc«f It don't muttvritosyou what 1 wear, do it^'? j, "Oh, J*.es, it does," he replied, with a laugh. '"I should be sorry to see you lr.! tags orugly cltt!:t'3."

"Well, look here1," said I, After scratching my head in troubled meditation for a min-

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or two,. "I'll do the best I ken." With that left'hhii, but before I reached

the Wostminster Brid^e road I hhd to'6ibji two or three times to "do a think" over the problem before mc, find the question was not iatisfactoHly solved when I found* myaelf In the street of ahopsi A milliner's gay dii^tplay attracted me first, and bearing in mind tfchat Taras objected to anything ugly I fixed 'toy attention on a hat with a high crown and turned up rim of crushed strawberry plush, with two ostrich feathers, one emerald and the other magenta, drooping gracefully down the back.

This seemed to my eyes the most lovely thing imaginable, and I think I should have gone in and bought it had it not suddenly occurred to me that I had seen something tn this style oivhigh days and holidays in rhadwell, and that I was to sunder myself euUrvly from all modes of the past. Then a little farther on a show of silk handkerchiefs for the neck, spotted and flowered, in bright yellow and other vivid hues, appealed once more to my sense of the beautiful. But here again I was confronted by a memory of ladies from Jamaica road going off on Whit Monday to Epping forest in a van. The same consideration drew me away from fancy boots and a mantle maker's, where my eyes wrre fascinated by a long •tamped velvet jacket with a trimming of bead* and bright steel. "Whatever in the world am I to wear?" asked myself, ooming to a stand once more under the railway arch and folding my arms upon my cheat in desperation. "Is there anything any ways pretty that they don't wear in Shad well?"

Joat at that moment my eyas fell on a Klrl of about my own age who was stepping Into a tram oar. There was nothing about h«r that was ugly. On the contrary, she looked exceedingly pretty yet, strange to say, I oould not remember having seen any one like her In Shadwelt Alight ba»t upon ma. "Tbet's it!" «aid I to myself with Convio«i "I got to drwa like one of the upper ten," Without, further deliberation I went 'Into the firstJtaxgc drapers I came to, and

Vnallng out the nicest looking young lady behind the counter 1 approached her and

aaidt **-v «*•«""»*2 ••{, iy !i "Here, I want a set o" clothes like whkt you're got on."

The young lady regarded me In frigid astonishment for a moment, and then, with«ut deigning any reply, movetl away to another part of the counter. After waiting a reasonable time fortef fknrti itod finding 'tnywlf nefflee^ed, I turned rofibd and ap--tx^ed to a shopwalker who had his eye on ma k.I ,ti%

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"Here, ain't noboay a-goin to serve me?" I asked. "What do you want, my good girl?" be asked in a patronizing tone. "Why, I've told the young woman np there. I wants a reg'lar outfit. And you needn't run away with the idea as I ain't got enough to pay for it, 'cause I have. There you are," said I, opening the purse. "And if thet ain't enough you're to send the things home to the party as give me that there card, and they'll be paid for on 'livery."

He looked at the card and instantly called in a loud, peremptory tone: "Forward, Miss Hopkins," and as the stony young lady came down with a flush on her-face he added with the same severity, "be good enough to give this young lady every attention."

Looking daggers. Miss Hopkins asked me what I wanted. "I told ye oncet. I'm a-goin to dress 'xac'ly B&ma as what you are," and examining her dress I added, "Gimme Bome collars and cuffs with buttons in 'em like yourn." "One pair?" asked Miss Hopkins, taking the cufs from a box. "No. Three sets of everything, and the best you're got." f. "Anything else?" "Course. Gimme a frock like yourn." "You will have to have that made. It's not my department." "Well, ain't you got nothin I can wear now?" "Show the young lady that line in tea gowns,'' _said_th ejihopwalker, ............._

"l. wants a rca'lw outfit." lliss Hopkins brought me a tea gown in pale pink silk, with plaits from the neck, telling me it was the right length and would fit me, as it was intended to be worn loose. It gase me a thrill of delight only to look at it, and my satisfaction was completed, by the perfect assurance that I bad never seen anything like it in Shadwell. ^That's the sort of frock you'd wear to ivalk'oltli in along of a gentleman, ain't it?" Iteketli"!' "No: this is only for indoors." A

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ing gowns was offered, and I had one of them, and also a dark skirt which I might wear.with'Bi jersejMis a walking dress. ."Is that all?" asked Miss Hopkins when sl&' $ arl got' t'li us'far. *Tiila' ti 11 kely What else are you got on1?"'' ifS

The young woman .flushed again with indignation at this qv»estion. However, as thshopwalker still

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Constrained to answer me, and in this way got all that' ^aa requisite for indoor ^jar,:'" .'ill q-

"lI think'ithat is everything^?' «aid Miss Hopkins, Rooking at the pile of things I had booght.. ... "Hold on!" said I, "What do

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"I Wear a sealskin jacket,'" she replied, with a littlfe dignity in her voice 1 VLet's haven look at it."

The stately ^opifval^cf.. h\m^lf^fetpbed

^•^tTth^^nlytiiS^ fei In s^ocl that will fit you," he said, laying it down' tenderly before me.

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I looked at and touched the beautiful skin in silent delight. "The, price," said the shopwalker with slight hesitation, 'is 15 guineas, which includes ii toque to match." "Give us a liker at the toque," said I in doubt. Bnt the small fur cap ravished me the name Itself showed that it.oonld never have been worn in Shadwell. "We could say £15 poiinds for the jacket and toque, said the Shopwalker aa these reflections passed through my mind. "It ain't: what you'd call cheap, is it?" said I. "Pardon me, madam, it is very cheap in-

"Then Wbn'thavfeft,"said I flrtUy.bit with an inner sigh of disappointment. However, on the shopwalker explaining that he had employed the term relatively, that no better fur oould be bought in London, and that the "article" was fit for a duchess to wear, I altered my decision and told him "I'd harp it and chance it.*' glove* and other things suggested

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Miss Hopkins, who became quite amiaIn end, completed my purchases, and aa they amounted to a great deal more than Taras' parse contained It was arranged that they should be seat home with abilL "You send 'em oo sharp, 'cause I wauta to. put 'em on," said I, and then after getting some information from Miss Hopkins with respect to the kind of boots she wore and where she bought them—a shop, the very best in London, she assured me, and only Just across the roa*5—I went oflf to finish shopping., with a fluttering sense of exaltation which had not hitherto presented itself to. my imagination in the wildest dream of happiness.

This mental excitement sharpened my wit* wonderfully, I eIt I had the key to the myrtaet? at that new life which had so perplexed meat first in finding oat what distinguished the better class of people from those among whom I had lived Mid adopting their peculiar way*. To be good and nfce I most imitate Taras and Mist Hopkins. I bad noticed that this young lady's hands and nails were very clean, that her hair was carefully arranged and also that elastic a:

she walked with an and nimble step

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MATTj, NOVEMBER 18, 1893.

and an upright carriage, very different from my shuffling gait and slovenly bearing. So I lifted my feet from the ground, straightened my back and stepped out briskly for Lambeth with my parcel" of boots under my arm and my imagination teeming with hopeful ideas.

Mere Lucas opened the door and taking me upstairs showed me a room which she made me understand was to be mine. Then laying her hand on my arm, carefully mouthing her words and speaking in aloud voice that I might better understand her, she made mea little speech, beginning with, "Que je vous dise, ma pauvre petite mam'selle"—a phrase which I remember also because of its frequent after recurrence—and ending with a hearty laugh when she found that I failed altogether to make anything out of it. This laugh, however, she checked suddenly with the recollection of my pitiable condition, and giving me a pat on the cheek she wound up with a tender "pauvre cherie, va!" and left me to myself.

It was a pleasant room, with two windows looking out onto the river, plainly furnished, but with a delightfully fresh and wholesome look about it, due perhaps to the whiteness of the linen, the muslin curtains and the extreme neatness and cleanliness of everything. Taras had given it up to me, removing the things he needed to the garret overhead while I was out spending iii-s money. The only thing he had overlooked was a revolver hanging on the wall over the head of the bedstead. With eager delight I unpacked the things and spread them out to advantage. Then, impelled by an intense feeling of gratitude, I rushed down stairs to fetch Taras that he might share my joy in loosing at them. He w$s not in. "CHAPTER ^"%jl ifSk I AM INTRODUCED TO KAVANAGH. -. 1 returned to my room with the ecstatic pleasure before of trying on everything and preparing a great surprise for Taras. In this delicious occupation I spent two hours, and the time was not a minute too long for my requirements. There were unforeseen difficulties to overcome. Some of the garments and the method of fastening them were as strange to me as they would have been to a savage. My hands would not become white like Miss Hopkins', and the more I scrubbed them the redder they feexned to grow, and when 1^ can^e tq dressing my hair I thought I never should succeed in making it presentable. It Tyaa so rebe^aOto.u^h hayjgg hod jUiw^ay all Eyjug that no amount o^orusnmg wStlld makelib He fiat and smooth, flowever, t^T~iru§hipg made it very lustrous, and I contrived at last to fasten it Hp in loose curls on my head with the tortoise shell pins Miss Hopkins had advised me to' buy. The choice of dress gave me less trouble that pink silk tea gown was too lovely to be set aside.

I had only just got the fastenings right when I beard the street door shut and the sonorous voice of Taras calling to Mere Lucas below. I lit the lamp that stood on the table, and with doubt and hope palpitating in my heart looked in the glass. I could scarcely believe that the reflection I saw there was my own. To be sure, I was unused to the luxury of mirrors, and now for the first time perhaps looked at myself with interest still I had seen my face often enough to believe that all the taunts it drew from the malicious wits of Ferryboat Stairs were merited. But now, as I gazed in the glass, I was almost frightened by the change made in my appearance by a beautiful dress, the care I had bestowed upon my hair and still more by the expression of eager hope which animated my features. It seemed to me that I was no longer ugly, but, on the contrary, nicer even than Miss Hopkins. Would Taras think so also and like me the better for it? I asked myself as Iran downstairs.

I opened the door with a trembling hand and went into the living room. It was softly lit by half a dozen wax candles. Taras was reading. Hearing my steps, he lifted his eyes and glanced across the table, then layipg down his book and rising exclaimed, "Aura!" in a low tone of astonishment and stood for a moment regarding me in silent wonder.

Don't ye like it?" I asked, taking his silence for a token of displeasure. "Why, that's just what takes my breath away. I never dreatht of such a marvelous change as thia," and then he said something about my bursting oat winged from the chrysalis which I did not then under stand. "Then ye do like it?" said 1, brightening up under the signs of approval in his face and voice.

Of course I do. It's charnAng in every way. Why, you make the room look 10 times brighter."

You won't find anything like this down Shadwell way," said I, turning round that he might see the long plaits behind. "But I ain't got my hair right yet."

Then I hope you never may, for it can?4 not look better." I'm glad you like my dresS anyhow." 'cause I got a lot more up stairs—none on 'em'cheap—ai.d a sealskin jacket and gloves with' ever so many buttons and all man ner.'"

Bravol" said he, rubbing his hands, with a smile ''there's nothing likfc doing things thoroughly, .Aura."

My shoes is a caution," I said, stepping otit into the light and drawing back my skirts to show the glittering buckles.

Pleasant.to walk.in, too, 1 should say." Walk,! I feel Ukeasif I could a'most dance in W, I'm that light Just like a dream, where yon feel's if you coald fly. An ft don't seem real neither. It kinder frightens me to think as I may wake up

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recently and find myself, on the sacks up the corner of Baxter's wharf." Turn it about. Say that this is the Awakening, and Baxter's wharf the dream to be forgotten."

I tried to realize that, but my heart and brain gave way under the strain put upon them. "It's too much for me all at once," I said, struggling with my hysterical e&otion. "It's more'n I can bear. Don't yon say another word to me just for amiuate or two. or I'll make a fool of myself again.1' But though he did not speak, and I turned away, biting my lip to stop its quivering, the tears would spring in my eyes and choking sobs rise in my throat.

Tta a-goin off, I think," said 1,-with a queer laugh, at length "It ain't «o much these do's and things—it's this kindness, as comes over me. I ain't used to it* This Is twice I've give way like this. Herel^ suddenly turning, In impatifence with my weakness. 'Tain*t «-goln to earry on this hem way no more. I'm a-goin to be reg'lar good, I am."

Taras nodded approvingly, jpd placing a chair for me seated nimsell !. "There's the purse you give me t^e ofily' paid for the boots out of ft,'* saidl.offering thepnifse.'-' -t tsA*:a ~. "Keep it yon are sore t&'waac other things. You may see soma ornament* that you would like tat your room—this would look homelier for a few trifles such as you girts delight in."

ring I had stolen from him in silence and held it out to him with ashamed face. He took it,with a smile, and putting it on told me that if I wanted it again I should have it, but in atone which led me 16 think that there was more in his words than 1 then understood.

At that moment Mere Lucas entered the room with the soup, and her exclainatians of astonishment as she recognized me in my new gown gave a new turn to oar thoughts. Having set down the tureen, she stepped back, and putting her hands on her hips surveyed me from head to foot with smiling admiration, while she conveyed ber thoughts in confidential bat perfectly audible asides. I distinguished only the words "elegante" and "propre," but these just served to whet my appetite for flattery "She says I'm elegant and proper, but what else does she say?" I asked eagerly. "Ah! to understand Mere Lucas' compliments you must learn French," Taras replied, laughing. "Come, let us see if her dinner isn't just as nice." "Dinnerl" I exclaimed, "why, we've had one. How many do you have a day, for goodness sake?" That dinner stands out in my recollection as the most delightful 1 have ever had. There was a greater variety of dishes than at a lunch, and each—especially a wonderful gateau prepared expressly for me—was a fresh surprise. The candles, clustered round a boquet of bright flowers and delicate grasses, shed a soft light over the table, the silver glittered, and the wine shone like ruby in the glasses. It afforded me great satisfaction to be able, aftgr one gr two little accidents, to hold my knife and fork as Taras did, to forego the habit of resting my elbows on the table, and" to And'that after all, thanks to my large French serviette, I had uot made a single spot on my new gown.

When we had finished our little cups of black coffee, I ventured to ask Taras what he usually did in the evening. "Well usually I saunter along the em bankment for half an hour or so," be replied. "Would you mind me argoin along with you jest for once?" I asked.

He glanced at my dress with a moment's hesitation, and then, overcoming his qualms, said that he should be very happy to take me.? "Jest you wait a bit," said I, jumping up. "I'll be down |n a jiffy." fear, must have been a rather Tftrag, but at length I came down inmy dark^sklrt, my sealskin jaclcel and tuque and a "fi&ir of pale kid gloves. "What d'ye think of me now?" I asked in exultation.

Taras purposely restrained himself from saying all he felt, for fear that praise might do more harm than good at this time, and I felt a little disappointment when he said very quietly that my dress was ladylike and graceful.

We walked over Westminster bridge and along the embankment to the temple and then back. My walking' boots were tight and pinched my feet cruelly, but had the pain been 10 times sharper I could have borne it cheerfully and without a murmur. Indeed I almost exulted in this suffering and in the effort to conceal the slightest trace of it from Taras, with the feeling in a minor degree of a martyr enduring torture .or a great cause. The gain to me was nothing less than tremendous. But yesterday girls stopped to laugh in my face and jeer at my grotesque distress now they glanced at me with looks of envy. There was nothing ludicrous in toy appearance, nothing anomalous in my walking beside a well dressed gentleman. I appeared to be his equaL

Taras himself seemed pleased to have a companion to talk to—not that I said much, for I was uhu -ed to taking any part in conversation my powers of forming ideas and expressing them were wholly undeveloped, and my chief anxiety was to hold my shoulders back like Miss Hopkins and to find a gait wliich was neither shuffling nor jerky He knew my inability to talk, and so kept up an easy running chat which called for nothing beyond "yes" or "no" on my part. I remember he told me the history of Mere Lucas' life—how years ago she had starved with her husband in besieged Paris, when even the rich could not get food how she had fought beside him on the barricades where he was killed how she herself nar rowly escaped being shot with other com munists only to be transported to an island thousands of miles from her country and friends, and how, on her return to Paris, she found her children dead and not a friend to help her"She don't look like as if she'd gone through all that," said I. "No time brings forgetfulhess, thank God!" he replied. But it struck me even then that the old woman owed more to his humanity than to time.

A gentleman stood: with his hand on the knocker as we reached our door. "Come in. I am glad to see you," said Taras, opening the door with his key, and then, as we entered the living room, he introduced us in the simplest manner. "Barry Kavanagh—Aura."

He was a handsome man—handsomer than Taras in some respects, but of a different type He was slighter, more d*licately molded, with long, perfectly regular features, a dark skin, black hair and mustache and the loveliest soft, sleepy eyes of deep brown. He was 10_years older than

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The Kind of a Bird He Wm.

Eight little negro boys got on a Niagara gtreet car. They had been out to St. Mary's to rehearse something or other (they were choir boys), and they were tb^n on their way to St. Paul's. The women in the car talked to them and asked th»*m all sorts of questions. They all talked willingly, except one little fellow, who was as black as coal, and who seemed to be the butt of the other seven. "So yoa all sing?" asked one of the women. "Yep," answered three of the boys at the 'same time. "Then yoa are regular little blackbirds." "Oh, no, ma'am. Blackbirds don't do nothin but chirp. Pm a canary." "An I'm a mockin bird," said another, •nil each boy told what kind of a bird he was, Tttifil the eighth one, the batt before mentioned, was the only one who had Baid nothing.,.-.. iff.. "And what kind of bird are yoa, my "liitie feliowr asked the woman.

Deed, rna*am

^There's somethin in here, though, as most give you, 'cause"—— Not knowing whatficcnse to make, I took oat the iroa

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1 mus^ be & chicken. I gett it in the neck ao offan. VW—Buffalo Express. ,U

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An Kxoellent Nerve Tonlo,

Horeford'a Acid Phosphate. Dr. H. E. LINDSAY, Whitewater, Wis., says: "I have prescribed it with excellent results in dyspeptic and nervous troubles, and consider it an excellent nerve and general tonic.*

Served God aud Man.

The late Bishop Selwyn of New Zealand and Melanesia was well known during his university days as a devotee of the noble art of self defense. He incurred a great deal of animosity from a certain section in New Zealand, owing to his sympathy with the Maoris during the war. One day he was asked by a rough in one of the back streets of Auckland if he was "the bishop who backed up the Maoris. Receiving a reply in the affirmative, the rough, with a "Take that, then,-' struck his lordship in the face. "My friend," said the bishop, my Bible tells me that if a man smite thee on one cheek turn to him the other," and he turned his head slightly the other way. TTin assailant, slightly bewildered and wondering what was coming next, struck him again. "Now," said his lordship, "having done my duty to God, I will do my duty to man," and taking off his coat and hat he gave the anti-Maori champion a most scientific thrashing.—Home Journal.

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Forgiveness—plant of soil refined, divine, Whose blossoms reach beyond the earthly mold, Beyond the storm, the tempest and the cold To gather airs from heaven's unsullied shrine— O flower of Eden! be forever mine, To cheer tde when my days and years grow old, And scatter dews from reglous that enfold The healing leaves by waters crystalline! Thou antidote for wrath and hate and fear, FtQm of the heart by lips of loved ones wounded Soothing the thrust of sharp ingratitude. Thy fragrance calms the soul when night is near, Ami angels come with heavenly wreaths surrounded To light with love this land of solitude. jpgj||PP| —Julia Noyes Stiokney.

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In a Back Seat.

Mr. de Style—What's wrong, my love?

7le—What's wro

Mrs. de Style—All my work and worry go for nothing. I am no longer the first lady in our set. I havo become a mere nobody since that Mrs. Oldfam came back.

Mr. de Style—Why should that be? She had noble ancestors, but so had you. She has valuable hairlooms, but so have you. She has wealth, but so have you.

Mrs. de Style—All of no use now. Her husband was killed on the Matterhorn. and you never even climbed it.—'New York Weekly. |§f %k,

Ingalls' Speech Building.

Ex-Senator Ingalls had a remarkable way of preparing his speeches, according to Frederick Haig, formerly his private secretary He first dictated a speech very rapidly. Then he dictated another and altogether new speech on the same subject, and taking the typewritten copies of both speeches he would cut, paste, erase and interline until he had made one symmetrical and harmonious address out of the two.

Flames Dine on Pie.

The factory of W. D. Brewster, Bing ham ton, N. Y., manufacturer of Abeli'i Evaporated Pie Preparations, kuown as '•pie in 5 Minutes," the advertisement or which has appeared in oar columns during tbe past four months, was entirely destroyed, by fire October 24th. Mr. Brewster succeeded in saving his office fixtures, books etc., and has made arrangements for a larger and more convenient factory, where, with increased facilities, be expects to be able to manufacture the goods in larger quantities and in better shape than ever before.

A high stone wall shuts in the garden of Gray's Inn, London. The municipal authorities have ordered that the wall be removed and an open Iron fence substituted in order that the passersby may en joy tbe beauties of trees and flowers.

Coaghing Leads to Consumption.

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Kemp's Balsam will stop thw cough at onoe.

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Belief Six Hours.

Distressing Kidney and Bladder Diseases relieved In six boars by the "New Great South American Kidney Cure." This new remedy is a great surprise on account of Its exceeding promptness in relieving pain in the bladder, kidneys, back and every part of the urinary passages in male or female. It relieves retention of water and pain in passing it almost immediately. If you want quick relief this is your remedy. Sold by W. D.Waggoner and all druggists, Terre Haute, Indiana. ... ,„s

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Hood's Cures

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Elder Joel Austin

Pwision attorney at Goshen, lad., and for 20 years a Baptist missionary minister, suffered for years with swelling of tbe limbs, very painftil, and numb at times. After taking six bottles of Hood's Sarsaparllla there has not been any swelling of feet or limbs. He also suffered with catarrh, and says: "Since trying Hood's the pain in my head has stopped ot perfect cure. I recommend

Hood's Sarsaparilla

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The worst cases Of Skin "1^

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Railroad Time' Tables.

Trains marked thus (P) denote Parlor Cars attached. Trains marked thus (S) denote (Sleeping Cars attached daily. Trains marked thus (B) denote Bull'et Cars attached. Trains marked thus run daily. All other trainsrun dally, Sundays excepted.

liiiisrzE].

MAIN LINE.

LKAVK FOR THE WEST. f*(

No. 7 Western

&x*(V). 1.35

St,

No. 58t Louis Mall .lu.llaiu No. I Fast Line* (P) 2.20 pm No. 21

Louis Ex* (D&V) 8.10

No. 13 Eff. Acc 4 05 No. 11 Fast Mail* 9.04 LEAVE FOK TUB KABT. No. 12 Cincinnati Express (8) 1.20 am No. 6 New York Express V). 2.20 a No.

Mall and Accommodation 7.16 a No. 20 Atlantic Express (DP&V). 12.47 a No. 8 Fast Line 2.85 2 Indianapolis Acc 5.05

No.

ABRIVB FROM THE KAST.

No. 7 Western Express (V) .... 1.20 am jno. at. Lonls Mail* 10.05 a rto No. 1 Fast Line (P) 2.06 No. 21 St. Loois Ex* (D&V) ... 8.C No. 8 Mall and Accommodation 0.45 No. 11 Fast Mall 0.00

ARRIVE FROM THE WK8T.

No. 12 Cincinnati Express (8) No. 6 New York Express (H&V). No. 14 Efilngl&afu Ac No. 20 Atlantic Express (P&V). No. 8 Fast Line .... No. 2 Indianapolis Acc ....

1.10 am

2.10 am 0.8oam 12.42 2.20 5.00

T. H. & L. DIVISION.

LEAVE FOR TBE NORTH.

No. 62 South Bend Mall No. 68 Michigan Flyer No. 64 South Bend Express ....

0.2o a

1.00 pm 4.uu

ARRIVE FROM THE NORTH.

No. 51 Terrri Haute Express. .11.46 am No. 68 South Bend Mall 7.80 No. 55-Soutbern Ex 8.46 pm

PEORIA DIVISION.

ARRIVE FROM NORTHWEST.

No. 78 Pass Ex .11.00 am No. 70 PasS Mall A Ex ........ 7.00 LEAVE FOR NORTHWEST. No. 75 Pass Mall & fex 7.05 am No. 77 Pass Ex. ... 8.26 pm

IE. & T. TH.

ARRIVE FROM SOOTH.

No. No. NO. No. No.

6 Nash & C. Llm* (V) 2 T. H. & East Ex* 60 Accommodation* 4 Ch & Ind Ex* (S & P) 8 World's Fair Special*.

4?ls*

4.30 am

11.60 am 6.00 pm 10.60 .4.20 pm

LEAVE FOR SOTJTH.

Noi No. No. No.

VCli & Ev Ex* (SAP) .... 7 World's Fair Special*.... 1 Ev A Ind Mall 5Ch AN Llm*

6.10 am 11.56 am 8.16 10.00

Jffl. &c I.

ARRIVE FROM SOOTH.

No. 48 Worth Mixed 11.00 am No. 82 Mail A Ex 4.20 pm LEA?E FOR SOUTH. No. 88 Mail A Ex &S0am No. 48 Worth'n Mixed 8.20 pm

IE. I.

ARRIVE FROM NORTH.

No. 8Ch A Nash Ex*(S) 6.00a m^ No. 7 World's Fair Special* (PAB). 11.50a zrr No. 1 Ch A Ev Ex aiOpul. No. 9 Local Pass 9.10 No. SCAN Lim (DAV)

Q. O. C. GOING EAST

10.06pm

I.SAVZ FOR NORTH.

No. fiCANLim (DAV). 4.85am No. 10 Local Pass 7.80 a No. 2 A Ch Ex 12.10pm No. 8 World's Fair Special* (PAB) 4.27 pm No. 4 Nash A Ex*(8). U.15 ir

No. 12 Boston AN Ex* L33am No. 2 Cleveland Acc 7.25 am No. 18 Southwestern Limited*. .l£56pm No. 8 Mall train* 4.06 pm

GOING WEFFP.

No, 7St. Louis Ex*.., L33azir No. 17 Limited* ....... L50pm No. 3 Accommodation 7.58 No. 9 Mall Train* 10.00 am

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