Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 24, Number 23, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 2 December 1893 — Page 2

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A nameless girl waif on the I/jndon wharves overhears a plot between Putty, tbe landlord of Mariner's Joy, a confederate named Drigo and a stranger known as Taras, to help

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deserter* escape from a ship.

CHAPTER II—The deserters arrive, a scuffle ensues In tbe barroom of the Joy, and Taras disappears. III and IV —After a vain hunt fosTara* 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»ellar to the wharf. V—Putty ana Drljco discover the escape and cut off the waif in the tunnel, but she takes terrible revenue 01 them and Is befriended by Taras VI, VII, V!II—The waif runs away and attempts so I'-lde. Taras fiuds 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. IX, and [—A ura Is dressed for her new station in Taras' household andmakes theacquaintance of Major Knv.nagh, a bosom frfend of Taras, who Is a Russian nihilist. XII, XIII and XlV—Taras is an artist making plaster groups to portray thetyianny of the czar. Aura develops by dlnf of hardstudj Iutola companion of Ihe

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At tluit jnoim tit Big Ben chimed the three-quarters past 10. I strained my ears to catch some other sound, but none break ing the intense silence I resolved to oud my intolerable suspense by going out to find Taras. 1 slipped off my shoes and ran silently upstairs. From my room I took a small hat and a dark bluo ulster, shut the door, and having assured myself by the sound of Mere Lucas* peaceful breathing that there was certainly no danger in leaving her 1 descended to the living room and in a couple of minutes completed my prepara tion.

Not a soul was in sight when 1 looked out. With the h-.-r had taken from tin* kitchen 1 closed the door carefully and then sped olT on my strange mission. The Albert embankment was deserted but foi a p( :tr wretch asleep under the wall of the hospital. It struck 11 as 1 crossed West minster bridge. Keeping the north side 1 hastened along the Victoria embankment eagerly scanning every figure that cume within my range of vision, turned up Vil liera street and thence on to the Adelphi termce. A brougham stood before an open door. The driver was doing something to the horse's bit. No one else was to be seen on the terrace. I saw him stop to look at me, but as 1 drew nenrvr be turned his face and busied himself again with the harness. On the fanlight of the door was written. "Orandison Chambers." It was there that Gordon had his rooms, stopped, asking myself what-1 should do now.

The brisk -walk had dissipated thnt pari of my anxiety which wax due to morbid imagination. It was on my mind to a*k the driver of the brougham if he had seen any one leave the house when he oust his eyes around aud gave me another furtive look.

He was a peculiar looking man, gaunt and ungainly, with deep sunk eyes and hoi low cheeks, and the sidelong glance under his beetling brows was so suspicious and uncanny that in my nervous, hesitating mood I could not .summon resolution to question him. I walked toward the end of the terrace to settle what course I should take. but before I had gone a dozen yards from the door I turned round, impatient of ir.y indecision, with the resolve to speak to the man. Some one had just come from the open door and stood now looking down the terrace in the opposite direction, lie tur od his head sharply and looked to ward me.

It was not Taras, I saw that at the first glance, but the next instant I perceived that it was Kavanagh. I knew him by his slight, erect, military looking figure, his dose fitting coat and the correct hat drawn low over his brows. He must have seen me and might have recognised me, for I stood under the light of a lamp, but as if from indifference or polite discretion he took no further notice of me, but sauntered to the driver of the bron^ham, spoke a few words to him, inaudible to me at that dis tanoe, and then sauntered back into the house.

Ht» presence reassured me, and I was g]ad that I had neither gone up to Gordon's rooms nor spoken to the driver. Obvious |y he had dropped In and prolonged the vis it of Taras. Nevertheless 1 could not make op my mind to go back to Lambeth yet. I turned again and walked on to the end of the terrace, where the railings at the corner of Adam street screened me. and there waited.

Very soon afterward Taras came out with Gordon and Kavanagh, They stood chatting for a few minutes then they shook hands. Kavaftagh stepped into the brougham, and Gordon strolled off with Taras in the direction of ViUiers street.

Tbe brougham passed me at the corner -of Adam street, and the driver east another furtive glance at me, bat Kavanagh was ooenpied tn lighting a cigarette

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1 made my way down to tbe embank aaentaod hurried along on the less open

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and XVII—Love emotions are awakened in Aura forTsras. A cast representing downtrodden Russia Is mysteriously destroyed in Tarns' workshop. At a hint from Kavanagh Mere Lucas Is suspected, and Aura becomes a •AcnlouH walehdog over the person of her benefactor. [Continued from La*^ Week.] 1 returned to the frv./ room to listen agaiu for Tnras' foo^^^ep. At rare inter vals my ear cau'jire'an approaching sound, and my heart»f6se with hopeful anticipation, to slnj/lovrcr than ever when the step became efficiently audible forme to dis tingubn that it was not my friend's. As the ^hinntcs dragged on my anxiety in creyficd. It occurred to me that Kava n&gh's hint referred to some personal atr -'tack which he had reason to believe would be made ujon Tnras in the house that night, an attack which Mere Lucas was to facilitate by admitting her accomplices when he slept. It might have been agreed that in the event of his going out the attack should be postponed, in view of the uncertainty with regard to the hour of his return. T!:at wo::Id account for Mere

Lucas' present Inactive attitude. After waiting a little while another sup position suggested itself. What if the scene of attack had simply been shifted by Taras going out? I had heard rumors of persons being robbed on, the embank menfc and thrown into the river. Taras had an infatuation for the embankment, which might be known to his watchful enemies "They might waylay him at some point be tween Westminster bridge and Lambeth and "silence" him in that expeditious way

Be stood in a listening attitude. Taras had obviously returned for fear his absence might alarm me, and his genial companion, having accompanied him so far, had turned in to finish the night over a last pipe. With a little hesitation I drew near the house, and hearing their voices in the front room I quietly opened the front door, entered, shut the door as si'tently and then slipped unheard up to my room. "I'm glad -you didn't sit up for me last night," said Taras when we met in the morning. "Kavanagh dropped in with some startling news from the house"—he held some official post there—"and I staid out a conple of hours later than I intended."

Kavanagh called in the course of the afternoou. He asked if Taras was at home, but instead of going directly up to the workshop he came in to see me. After, exchanging the customary civilities in his ordinary tone of voice he raised his finger with a significant glance, crossed the room and opened the door softly, but with such celerity that had Mere Lucas been eavesdropping he would certainly have discovered her. He stood in a listening attitude for a few seconds then closing the door noiselessly he returned to his seat with a shrug and a look of vexation in his face. "Nothing has happened?" he asked as he seated himself near me. "Nothing—to him." "To any one olse?" he asked sharply. "Nothing of any importance." "Mere Lucas betrayed no signs of irritation when he went out last night?"

I shook my head. "She was jnst the same as she always is —just. If there had been any difference, I must have seen it." "She did not go down stairs in the night, you think?" "After Tnras went up I put my door wide open and kept a light b::: ning n!l night. No one could pass my doer without my kuowiugit" "Your vigilance may have warned her. On the other hand"— He broke offhand nursing his kr.ee t.'ink his chin in his hand, Unittiuc his brows in thought. Suddenly raising Ids head and turning to. me. ho said: "I am afraid I must confess to having been fooled. I am still more afraid that I have done Mere Lucas a great injustice. You have a far better knowledge of her character than I. Do you think her capable of deceit and trickery—of conspiring at the ruin of lie.- master?" "No, that I don't. I believe she's as good as any one." 'I'm sincerely glad to hear you say so. It seemed unlikely to me that is why I felt It necessary notuiiig on tl:u subject to Taras." "He'd never have believed you." "That was another reason for saying nothing till I had absolute facts to support my suspicion. You have not said a word to him or her either, I hope, with respect to my communication?" "No, not a word. But how about that friend you spoke of?" "AhI there again I believe I was all at faults I believe she is no more a conspirator than pooi old Mere Lucas herself. 1 find she i9 a cook at a restaurant in Greek street, and so of course she is not at liberty to come here and see Mere Lucas."

He looked terribly vexed as he admitted" this.

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veef?" he asked abruptly. "I think I've heard the name, but I don't know him." "He's one of the poor beggars who come to sponge on Taras. It was he who put this precious nonsense into my head. The fact is, the lower class of nihilists are like a set of starring degs—jealous of each other and ready to snap it any one who seems a little better off than the rest. It is natural that they should envy the old woman her comfortable position here, bnt it simply proves what a treacherous, faithless lot they are when one can circulate such slanders as this. I fear 1 have made you very anxious. I hope you will forgive me. For the sake of Taras, whose life is so dear to us, and of such enormous Importance to the welfare of his country, one cannot afford to torn a deaf ear to any hint at such a time as this, when real peril exists." "That's all right. I fed just like that. Don't you mind telling me anything. I'd rather know it than not if it makes me ever so frightened. Besides it makes yon feci so light hearted and happy to find it isn't true that you can't be vexed by what's past." "You cannot have better philosophy or better feeling than that." said he, shaking my hand kindly as he rose.

The feeling of relief, now that I had no longer any serious reason to regard Mere Lucas with mistrust or look for the development of JTO&e si ulster design, afTorded me such happiness that. I almost forgot the existence of danger, and when Taras about a week later told me that he should not return probably till 8 or 3 o'clock from the smoking concert to which he bad been invited I bade tim good night when he wen® out after dinner without any feeling of alarm.

That afternoon ,my dressmaker had sent

Just at I supped into the car the man came running round the corner from the Lambeth roau, and as I took my seat he sprang on to the footboard. As he passed the door to go up the steps the light from within fell on His face. There was no mistaking the yellow complexion, the sparse black beard ~:id high cheek bones nor. the sunk head anil high shoulders.

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I got out of the tram at my dressmaker's. The car moved on, bilt glancing after it perceived the man hastily descending. He must have \Vaitcd till he saw me step out on to the pavement, and I could only hope? as I slipped into the house and hastily closed the door, that he had lost sight of me in getting down from the car.

With the terrors of going home alone before me 1 found little pleasure in trying on my dress and discussing the matter with my dressmaker, but I lingered till she haf nothing more to say and I could, invent a pretext for staying longer. 1

I looked around eagerly when we went! the door, and to my great relief saw no or who looked, like Drigo. I concluded thj he had lost sight of me or gone off or? wrong scent, "It rains a little. May I lend ,vou an brella?" asked the dressmaker. "No, I think I will wait for a tram," safd I, "that will take me home to my door," and when the car came in sight I bade her "good night" and ran down to stop it. As I stepped in my heart quaked, for I saw the man I dreaded come out frdm the shadow of the wall, and before I had found a seab'l heard his foot grating on the steps outside.

It was a Westminster car—not, as I had hoped* one that would take me to Lambetfc! To avoid the terrible stretch of deserted street I went on as far as Hercules buildings. That gave me a little start, for until ho saw me get out my pursuer could not tel.l which t.urning I should take. Glancing up, I saw Drigo's hideous face peering over the railing to discover vho was alighting, and tli3 moment he recognized me ho began *o scuttle down the steps.

I ran without stopping till I reached the •avern at th" Lambeth road end of the ouildings, thinking in my weakness that 1 would seek protection if he was on my heels rather than venture alone on that last strip of deserted road. I had made up my mind now that the enemy of Taras had resolved to put me out of the way as a preliminary to attacking him and had given the job to this villain. But he was still at some distance—just near enough to keep me insight, no more. It would be absurd to ask for protection from a man so far off, I said to myself, and ashamed of my cowardice I again took to my heels. He might have overtaken me in a few minutes, and there was no o)ie to prevent him strangling me in the open road had be chosen, but he came no nearer. Whether I ran or whether I walked, whenever I turner\, he seemed to be precisely lit the same distance from me—just ue*r enough to keep in sight—no nearer, and a* I stood panting at the door waiting for Mere Lucas to let me in I perceived him standing motionless by the lamppost at the cop ner of Lambeth palace.

Concealing my trepidation from Mere Lucas as well as I could, I hurried up to my room and there tried to find an explanation of this strange pursuit. As I grew calmer and my thoughts more collected one fact became more and more evident. Drijgo would not have suffered me to escape in this way had his designs been directed against me. His spirit of revenge would not have rested content with giving me a scare. And as he had not taken advantage of this opportunity to injure me it was scarcely credible that he would make any farther attempt in that direction "Probably," I said, going to the window to reassure myself, "seeing that I have oome in and am not likely to go out again tonight, he has gone away."

But looking out under the window blind I discovered him standing on the embankment over against the bridge nearly opposite the houso. What did that meant A solution of the mystery began to dawn upon me as soon as I perceived that the man had been posted here to watch my movements and quickly took the definite form of conviction. An attack was to be made* not on me, as I had foolishly imagined in my fright, bat upon Taras. He was to be waylaid on* his return by the gang, who had detached Drlgo to prevent me communicating any suspicion of their design to him. But a week before I bad watched outside Grandison chambers and followed Taras home. That fact might very well be known to the secret enemy, who seemed to be acquainted witfr every movement of Tnras and clearly explained the object in setting an outpost to watch me. As I recalled this incident the figure of the man who drove Kavanagh's brougham came before my mind, and I saw again the furtive glance of suspicion with which be regarded me. Might he not ^e a spy obtaining information by some co means from Kavanagh?

Mere Lucas came to the door and me good night. When she was gone, I to the window and peeped again behi blind. Drigo had not stirred from his at the foot of the bridge. His served to confirm my suspicious, and that Taras, to be saved, most be warn ttedanpet. But how was I to reach

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to say that the dress sLe was making for me would be ready to try on in the evening. Nothing could have happened more opportunely* for I intended to take Taras by surprise with this beautiful velvet, and here was the very chance I needed df getting the important work of fitting done without his knowing anything about it.

The moment he was gone I ran to my room, dressed, and telling Mere Lucas where I was going—for she .was in the secret—I started off for Kennington road, where my dressmaker lived.

It was between 8 and 9. At that time Lambeth road is deserted. Heavy rain had fallen in the afternoon, and such sounds as there were seamed .particularly clear. The rattle of a train over the railway bridge, a whittle from a tug on the river behind ine, were noticeable by their distinctness my own footsteps as I hurried along made quite a clatter on the wet pavement.

Struck by this fact, I presently fancied I could hear an echo to my footfall. Was it that or some one following? To satisfy the idle doubt I glanced back. Just within sight a man was following. There was nothing in Chat to call for particular attention, but when I had gone another hundred yards or so the echoing sound arrested my wandering thoughts and I glanced round again. The man's figure was there exactly at the same distance. It was odd that both should be walking in one direction at a precisely similar pace. For the next hundred yards 1 walked slower, but the following step came no nearer, and when I turned the man's figure appeared to be just as far off as before.»

It was unpleasant even to fancy that my steps were dogged, and I turned the corner of Lambeth road sharp with the determi-, nation to go on at a still quicker pace now that I was out of the man's sight, but the whistle of a tram suggested a still better means of avoiding annoyance, and I stopped with the determination to ride the remaining distance.

I saw cleariy enough that it would not do to expose myself to a personal encounter with Drigo. That would not save Taras^ -Yet how could I get to Taras without that risk?

In seeking an answer to this question it presently occurred to me that workmen had been doing something to the waif which separated the yard from Gordon's pottery, and I recollected hearing that an opening was to be made to facilitate the transport of the group to the kiln, where it *%as to be burned. If I could get into the pottery, I might find an exit in the street at the back, and so get away unseen and unsuspected by Drigo.

Leaving the light burning in my room, 1 "ran down to the kitchen, provided myself with a candle and silently went out into the yard. A heap of bricks and rubbish showed where the. men had been working, and on lighting the candle I found to my inexpressible joy that a break had been made in the wall and roughly closed for the night with«a couple of boards. I pushed oneaside and found that I could easily get into the cellar beyond, where I saw the square blocks of clay piled up from floor to ceiling.

With some little difficulty I made my way through the cellar into the warehouse and thence through an office into the shop, antf here I thought I had nothing to do but unbolt the door and walk out. But when I came to examine the fastenings I discovered a fact which I might have foreseen, knovfing that no one inhabited the pottery —the door was locked on the outside. My heart fell, and I stood looking at the solid lock stupidly for some moments, quite overcome by the hopelessness of my position. In the silence that followed my ear caught the sound of a distant footstep and then the heavy scrape of a nailed boot on a ladder and the rustle of straw on the warehouse floor. With unreasoning terror I figured Drigo pursuing me hither, and my heart stood still with the consciousness that 1 was utterly at his mercy.

A glimmer of light appeared. It grew stronger, and then apart of rough corduroys appeared at the head of the steps with a lantern on one side and a crowbar on the other, but the next minute I breathed again as a man came into sight whom I recognized as a hand employed in the pottery. He could say nothing for astonishment on finding me there, nor was his amazement lessened when I made him understand that I wanted to leave the pottery without going back through the yard. "Well, miss," said he, "there's only one way you can go out if so be you don't want to go back the way you come, and that's the way I come in when I've got my fires to look after, as the case is tonight. It's a' longer way round and a sight dirtier, for you'll have to go through the coalyard and out into Ferry street, where the road's all up for the drains."

The eagerness with which I agreed to take this roundabout and unpleasant route must have led him to doubt whether on the whole I was quite in my right* mind, and indeed my exultation and joy were little short of madness when I got out into Ferry street, where I knew I was quite safe from Drigo.

CHAPTER XX. A I'UKSUIT AND UESCUE.

A simple scheme of action suggested itself to my mind as I hurried along the back streets, and coming into Kennington road I looked about for a cab. A smart aew hansom stood by the curb in the light of a public "house, and as I stopped, wondering if it were disengaged, the driver :ame out and said briskly, "Cab, miss?"

He was as smart as his cab and looked more like a gentleman's servant than an ordinary cabman. I liked the look of him. "Are you disengaged for a" good long while—perhaps four or five hours?" I asked. "Where do you want to go, miss?" "Burlington street. You will have to wait there for a gentleman, and ho may aot come out of his club before 2 o'clock." "All right, miss. If it ain't running along all the time, I don't mind how long I'm on. In a manner of speaking." "If you do what 1 tell you, I'll pay you just what you ask. Can you put out that light inside?" "Certainly, miss."

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He seemed to understand my position to a nicety and asked which end of Burlington street he was to drive to. "The Pantheon club," said I. "Draw up, if you please, so that I can see any one who 3omesout."

He carried out this instruction admirably, placing his cab where I commanded a perfect view of the steps leading to the 2lub door and leaving just sufficient,space for other cabs that came and went to pull np easily in front. A good many visitors went into tbe Pantheon. I saw them distinctly as they walked up the steps in the light that came through the open door, but a long time passed before I distinguished any face that was known to me. It must have been after 12 o'ciock when Kavanagb'fi brougham pulled up in front of us. No one got out of it, but I identified the driver at once as the man whom I had seen waiting outside Grandison chambers, and I fancied as he slowly got down from the box that he cast the same suspicious glance at the hansom that he had cast at me that night.

The drifting rain had bedewed the window in front of me, completely obscuring the glass except at the extreme edge, where a projection of the cab sheltered it. Through this narrow space I watched the man with eager excitement. Stamping his feet as if for warmth, he began to walk up and down the pavement, and I noticed that every turn- he came a little nearer my hansom, casting his ferrety eyes at the window, as if to pierce the obscurity. This maneuver did not escape the observation of my smart driver. "How long are they going to keep us iesre, mate?" he asked when the man had (tamped almost within touch of the cab. "I don't know. How long have yon been waiting here?"

As he spoke he approached so near that 1 thought it advisable to crouch down below the level of the window. "Oh, long enough to wish I hadn't got the job. What's on?" -'"f "A concert or something." "Then we may make tip our minds for another hour or more of it. They don't tarn 'em out of these clubs before 2. Gotn light?"

A match was struck, and a few more remarks were exchanged, and then, tbe stamping of feet fading away, I ventured tc raise my head just as the man was stepping up to his seat on the brougham. His curiosity was satisfied.

The time dragged painfully as I waited in feverish suspense for some fresh development of the drama which I felt was being played close.at hand. Visitors came out in twos wad threes cabs were called—CfiSTe must have been a string of them behind us —the street was quite animated for a time then there was a strange pause, and tbe next mean who came oat stood on the steps looking in, as if something unusual was takiog place tbere.

Suddenly one ran down and opened tbe brougham door. Fearful anticipations of some impending calamity agitated me to snch a degree that every ciject danced rod quivered before my eyes. Bat I made out »gxtmgoI mensiowl^deaoetkdin&thestep.s

as if they were supporting some great weight, and distinguished among them Kavanagh's light overcoat. "What is it?" I forced myself to call through the tube. "Only a gentleman in liquor, miss," replied the cabman in a jocose tone.

Reckless of the consequences, I pusihetl open the window that I might see more clearly. At that moment Kavanagh was stepping into the brougham, and the next 1 saw the helpless man lifted in after him. The light fell upon his face as it drooped backward. It was Taras! "Follow that carriage wherever it goes. Keep close to it," I cried, recovering my senses under the same iufiuence that had paralyzed tliem. "Right you are, miss," replied my driver, gathering up his reiufe, and as the brougham turni into Ilegent street we fell into the string of vehicles close behind it.

What was to be done now? I saw no other course but to fpllow the brougham $0 Lambeth and hold myself in readiness to act with rigor and discretion in whatever contingency arose. It was not until we had gone a considerable distance that I began to doubt whether it was Kavanagh's intention to go to Lambeth. Fixing my eyes on the brougham, I^had taken no notice of the streets through which we passed. When the length of time that had elapsed since leaving Burlington street aroused a suspicion in my mind, I found that the houses on either side of the way were quite unfamiliar to me. "Where are we?" I asked through the tuba

And when the man answered, "Cannon street, miss," I was no wiser than before. But soon after this we came into au open space, where I recognized the dark outline of the Tower. Then I knew where we were and saw with horror that we were approaching the place where Taras before had fallen into the hands of his enemy. If they got him in the Mariner's Joy again, how could I save him?

I had noticed, with growing anxifety. that the brougham had greatly increased the distance between us after leaving the mora crowded thoroughfares, a fact that I had attributed to the greater strength of Kavanagh's horse and not to the particular artfulness of my driver. This loss of ground now added to my terror. In the lab3Tintk of streets beyond the mint we might lose sight of the brougham and never overtake it. "Can you go no faster?" 1 called. "Faster? I should think so! I thought

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Railroad Time Tables,

Trains marked thus (P) denote Parlor Oar* attached. 'J'ralus marked thus (8)sdenolt sleeping Cars attached daily. Tralusmarhed thus (B) denote Buffet Cars attached. Train* marked thus run dally. All other t.raly» run dally, Sundays excepted.

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1.J5AVK FOlt THK WEST.

No. No. No. No. No. No.

7 Western Ax^fV). ...... 5 St Louis Mail .... 1 Fast Llne#(P) 218t.. Louis Ex" (D& V) 18 EIT. Acc 11 Fast Mall*

l.'iO a 10.1 2.20 3.10 4.05 9.04 m'

LKAVJC FOR THK KA8T.

No. No. No. No. No. No.

12Cincinnati Express*^) 6 New York Express (SAV). 4 Mnil and Accommodation 20 Atlantic Express (DP&V). 8 Fast Line 2 Indianapolis Acc

1.30 a 2.20am 7.16 a in 12.47 2.20 6.05

ARHIVK FROM THK BAST.

No. No. No. No. No. No.

7 Western Express (V) 5 St. Louis Mail'1' 1 Fast Line (P) 21 St, Louis Ex* (D&V) .... 3 Mail and Accommodation 11 Fast Mail

No. No. No. No. No. No.

No. 78 Pass Ex No. 76 Pass Mall A Ex LEAVE FOR W0RTHWE8T. No. 75 Pass Mail A Ex No. 77 Pass Ex. ...

1.25 am 10.05 a 2.05 8.05 pm 6.45 9.00 pm

ARRIVE FROM THK KST.

12 Cincinnati Express (8) 6 New York Express (BAV). 14 Effingham Ac 20 AtlauilcExpress *{P«fcV). 8 Fast Line 2 Indianapolis Acc ...

1.20 am 2.10 am 0.30 am 12.42 2.05 5.00

T. H. & L. DIVISION.

X.KAVE FOR THK WORTH,

N 5 2 S dth Bend Mail .... ... 0.20 am No. 54 South Bend Express ..... 4.00 no ARRIVK FROM THK NORTH. No.51 Terre Haute Express. 11.45sm No. 53 South Bend Mail 7.30 pm

PEORIA DIVISION.

ARRIVK FROM WORTH WEST.

11.00 am 7.00 pm

7.05 a m. 8.25 pn#

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ARRIVE FROM SOUTH.

No. 0 Nash A C. Llm» (V) 4.30 a No. 2 T. H. A East Ex* •. .11.50am No. 60 Accommodation" 5.00 tn No. 4 Ch A Ind Ex* (SAP) 10.50 n* No. 8 World's Fair Special* 4.20 m,

LEAVE FOR SOUTH.

No. 8 Ch A Ev Ex* (SAP) ...... 5.10 am No. 7 World's Fair Special*..... 11.56 air No. 1 Ev A Ind Mall. 3J5 n. No. SCbANLim* lO.OOpaa

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ARRIVE RUOM BOOTH.

No. 48 Worth Mixed 11.00an. No. 32 Mail A Ex 4.20 pm LEAVE FOR SOUTH. No. 33 Mail A Ex 8Jad No. 49 Worth'n Mixed 3.20 pm\

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ARRIVE FROM WORTH.

No. 3Ch A Nash Ex*(S) 0.10a No. 7 Nashville Special* (PAB). .8 00 No. 1 Ch A Ev Ex L80 No. SCAN Lim (DAV). ...... 10.00p

LEAVE FOR WORTH.

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No. 2 HA Ch Ex 12.10 No. 8 Chicago Special* (PAB). 3.20p A 8 No. 4 Nash 11.15

c. o. c. &c iL-JBia- 4. eonrOKAJr No. 10 Boston ANY Ex*. LSOarii No. 2 Cleveland Acc......... 7.25 a rr No. 18 Southwestern Limited*.... L01 f:. No. 8 Mail train*. &S6pii

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No. 7 St Louis Ex* L4Sa No. 17 Limited* L45 No. 3 Accommodation ....... 7.48 pr. No. 0 Mall Train* 10.00 a