Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 25, Number 5, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 28 July 1894 — Page 2

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A BROKEN DREAM.

Within the tassoled hammock, gay With threads of color bright, A dainty, white robed form she lay.

While o'er her soft and light Floated the clontls. A gammer day Was wauing into night. The paths were fringed with hollyhocks .ks

Pure white, deep red and pirik, The (fiirden trim was full of phlox— Tho lingering perfumes sink Into her onl. Sb* slowly rooks

And lists a bobolink.

A world of lovely dreajrifJ? there, The hcninjQck gently A locust stirs* the lifek-&- air.

The western ekyV ablaze. Life to her ivifhout a care, O'er all a misty haze.

She seems to live in days of old. Herself a princess tailTo her there comes a knight most bold.

Who loves her above all.

Just then her brother toward her strolled. '"Torn Green had come to cu.lL" —M. F. Kixon Hi Donahoe's Magazine.

A CONSPIRACY.

"I wouldn't marry the best man that ever lived!" And she meant it, or, what answers the saino purpose, she thought •he meant it. After all, how very few of us really know what wo mean? "I engaged myself onco, when a girl, and tho simpleton thought he owned me. I soon took the conceit out of him and sent him away about his business." The voice was now a little sharp. What wonder, with so galling a memory? "No man shall •ver tyrannize over me—never! What the mischief do you suppose Is tho matter with this sewing machine?" "Annoyed at your logic, most likely,'* •aid my friend, a bright young matron, as she threaded her needle. "My husband is not a tyrant, Miss Kent." "lam glad you are satisfied," was the laconic reply.

It was quite evident by the expression of the dressmaker's faco that she had formed her own opinion about my friend's hunband and was quite competent to form and express nn opinion on any subject. Miss Kent was a little woman, fair as a girl and plump as a robin. Sho wasn't ashamed to own that she was 40 years old and an old maid. She had earned her own living most of her life and was proud of It. Sho was a good nurse, a faithful friend and a jolly companion, but strpke her tho wrong way, and you'd wish you hadn't in much shorter time than it takes to wrlto It. Her views on all subjects wero strikingly original and not tio be oom bated. "What are you going to do when you are old?" persisted tho mistress of the establishment. ''What other folks do, I suppose." "But you can't work forever." "Can't say that I want to." "Now, Miss Kent, a husband with means, a kind, intelligent man" "I don't want any man. I tell you, Mrs. Carlisle, I wouldn't marry tho best man living if he was as rich as Croesus and would die if I didn't have him. Now, if you havo exhausted the marriage question, I should like to try on your dress."

Thero was something behind all this, I knew well. My friend's oyes dancotkwith fun, and as Miss Kent fitted the waist sho threw mo a letter from tho bureau. "Read that," sho said, with a knowing look. ''It may amuso you

This is wliafc tho letter suRl: My Jknnib—I frhu.ll be delisted to gjx»ml a moniii with you and your husband There must, however, be ono stipulation about my visit—you must aay no more about marriage. I shall never bo foolish again. Twenty roars ago today 1 wrecked my whole life. ["Bettor embark in anuwfthlp, hadn't he?" put in Jennie, sotto voce.l So unsuitable was this marriage, so utterly and onterly wretched havo been its consco.nene.-f}, thai I nVn forced to believe tho marriage institution a niistako. So, for the last time, let ino assurn you that I wouldn't many tho best woman that ever lived if by so doing I could save her life. Your old cousin, Mauk Lansing. "Rich, Isn't he?" said Jennio and then pointed to tho chubby littlo figure whose back happened to lx turned.

I shook my head and laughod. "You'll see," said tho incorrigible. "ieo what Inquired Miss Kent, quite unaware of the pantomime. "That parties which aro chemically attracted will unite—of courso an alkali and an acid. Don't you think this sleove little too long. Miss Kent?" "Ml)t after the scant is off. But what wero you saying, Mrs. Carlisle? The other day, at Professor Boyntou's, I saw some wonderful experiments." "And did they succeed?" inquired Jennie demurely. "Beautifully!" "So will mine, I never yet botched a Job in my life." "I don't think I quite understand you," replied Miss Kent, perplexed. "No? I always grow sciontlflo when talking about marriage, my dear." "Bother!" was all the littlo woman said, but the tone was much better natured than I expected.

The next week Cousin Mark arrived, and I liked him at once. An unhappy marriage would havo been tho last thing thought of in connection with that gentleman. He had accepted the situation like a man, Jennie told me, and for 15 years carried a load of misery that few could have endured. Death caino to him at last, and now the poor fellow actually believed himself an alien from domestic happiness.

Singularly as may appear, Cousin Mark watf the embodiment of good health and good nature. Fifty perhaps, though ha didn't look it, and aa rotund and as freah In his war aa the littlo dressmaker Wat in hern. VKs I looked at him I defied anybody to see one and not be reminded the other. Trua, he had more of the polish which comes from travel and adaptation to different classes and Individuals, but he was not a whit more intelligent by nature than the bright littlo woman whom ry. "I was surprised yott should think it

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marry.

seaeesary to caution me about that, Cousin Idark," cooed the plotter aa sho stood by ^is side looking out of tho window. "The Idea of my beingpo ridiculous!" and in the came breath, with a wink at me: '-Como, let u* go to my sitting room. We ana at work th«n% but It won't make any difference to you. will it?"

Of course Cousin Mark said "Ko," promptly, a* Innocent as a dove about tine trap being iatu for him, "This to tny cousin, Mr. Lansing. Miss Kent."

Mr. Lansing bowed politely, and HU» Kent lose, dropped bcr scissor*, blushed and sat down again. Cousin Mark picked up the refractory implements, and then Hr*. Carlisle preceedcd, with mrecaation *nd tact, to her labor of low. Cousin Mark, at her request, road akmd an article fcmn a mmpuine, drawing Mis* Kent Into

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the discussion as deftly as was ever a fly drawn into the web of a spider. "Who is that lady, Jennie?" Cousin Mark inquired in the evening. "You mean Miss Kent?" said Jennie, looking up from her paper. '"Oh, she is a lady. I have known her for along time. She is making some dresses for me now. Why?" "She seems uncommonly well posted for a woman."

Under any other circumstances Mrs. Carlisle would have resented this, but now she only queried, Do you think so?" and that ended it.

Two or three invitations to the sewing room wero quite sufficient t^aiake Cousin Mark at home there, and alter a week he became familiar enough to say: "If you are not too ousy, I should liko to read you this article." •'Oh, I am never too busy to be read to," Miss Kent would say.

Ah, what an arch plotter! She let them skirmish about, but not for once did she give them a chance to be alone together. Her plans were not to be destroyed by premature confidence until the very evening preceding Cousin Mark's departure for California. Then Miss Kent was very demurely asked to remain and keep an eye on Master Carlisle, whom the fond mother did not liko to leave quite alone with his nurso. "We are compelled to be gone a couple of hours," said she, "but Cousin Mark will read to you, won't you, cousin?"

Certainly, if Miss Kent would like it," replied the gentleman. The infant Carlisle, thanks to good management, was never awake in tho evening, so the victims of this matrimonial speculation would havo plenty of time. Tho back parlor was tho room most in use during the evening, and out of that room was a large closet, with a large blind elevator, and out of this closet a door leading to tho stoop and garden. Imagine my surprise wlj.cn I was told that Mr. Carlisle was going to the lodge, and that we, after profuse warnings about the baby and promises not to be gone too long, were to proceed to this closet overlooking the back parlor by way'of the back gate and garden. In vain I protested. "Oh, you little goosie," saVd Jennie, laughing. "There'll be fun enough to last us a lifetime. John wanted to come awfully, but I knew he'd make an awful noise and spoil everything, so I wouldn't let him."

The wily schemer took the precaution to lock tho closot door from the outside, so there was no fear of detection. On a high bench, as still as two mice, we waited results.

Presently Cousin Mark, as if arousing from a protracted reverie, asked: Would you like to ln.vo me read?" "Oh, I am notpartlcuf&r," replied Miss Kent. "Hero is an excellent artlclo on elective affinities. How would you like that?"

Jennie's elbow in my side almost took away my breath. "Who is it by?" she inquired.

Jennio exclaimed clear in my ear: '4That's to gain time. See if it isn't. Now for something interesting." "It's by prominent French writer, I believe," answered Cousin Mark. "I don't think I care for a translation tonight,'' said Miss Kent. "Nor I. Nor reading of any kind," he continued. "This is my last evening in New York, Miss Kent." "I hope you've enjoyed your visit," she returned. '•'Jennie"—into my vory head this timo —"sho id as shy as a a-year-old colt." "I didn't think I should feel so bad about leaving," Cousin Mark wont on. "Ho is tbo wreck, you remember," whispered Jennio.

Along pause. "I think I hear tho baby," exclaimed Miss Kent. "Oh, no,"6aid Cousin Mark. "You are fond of babies, are you not, Miss Kent?"

No answer from Miss Kent. "I havo been a very lonely man, Miss Kont," Cousin Mark resumed, "but nevor realized how lonely tho rest of my lifo must bo until I caino to this house." "Oh, how lonely!" echoed Jennio. ''Now I must return to my business and my boarding house—boarding houso for a man so fond of domestic lifo as I am, MissKont."

Just then we very distinctly heard a little kind of pur, which sounded very liko a noto of Intense sympathy from Miss Kent.

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havo friends in San Franoisoo, of oourso,'' said Cousin Mark, "but no flresido like this—no ono to oaro for mo if I'm ill, nobody to feel vory badly if I die."

That'll fetch her," said Jennie. "I wish that I lived in San Francisco," •aid Miss Kent in a little quivering voice. *4 You could adl upon mo any time, if you needed anything."

Jennio in convulsions. If you will go to California with mo, Miss Kent, I'll wait another week." "Why, Mr. Lansing, what do you mean? What would folks say?" she said. "Wo don't care for folks," said Mark. "If you will go, wo will bavo a house as pleasant as money can make it. You shall have birds and flowers and horses and all the scientific monthlies that you want, deuced if you shan't, and you shall never •ew another stitch for anybody but me. Will you be my wife?"

Just then Jennie and I stepped np another peg, and there was that little old maid, who would not marry the best man that ever lived, hugged close to the man's breast who wouldn't marry the beet woman that ever lived, not even to save her Ufa. We came away then, but my opinion la that they remained in just that position till we rang the bell about half an boor Bfctscr* "How did yon know?" I asked of Jennie. **My dear," she answered, "my whole reliance was upon human nature, and let me tell you, dear goosie, whatever else may foil, that never does!" •Why, Mies Kent, what makes your face so very red?" inquired Jennie upon entering, "and, Cousin Mark, hew strangely you look! Your hair is all mussed up,"

And hope to have It mussed up often," eald Oottsin Mark boldly. '"Miss? Kent and I are to be married this week."

Jennio laughed until her face was purphs, and when I went up stairs Mies Kent was pounding her back.—Montreal Star.

To Be XNHMTHWI BY

Furious Old Gentleman (to Scotch fcotman)—Do yon take mm for a foul, *ir? Footman—Weel, air, I'm no la»g Iwae, and I dinna ken jret,—Dundee Journal.

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the window in this comfortable chair and let's hear it." After a couplo of weeks, when the gentleman came in hoarse with a sudden cold, Miss Kent bustled about, her voice full of sympathy, and brewed him a dose which he declared he should not forget to his dying day, but one dose cured. After this occurrence Miss Kent was a really wonderful woman.

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MLATT. .JULY 28, 1894.

IN LOVE'S ATTIC.,,

The attic of young Cupid's house I visited one day, J\ To see the tattered bits of love fe

That there were stored away.

For castoff odds and ends of hearts About the place were strewn ... Like baubles of some other days

That long ago had flown.

But yet the withered roses there—^ Frail wreath's from love's own tomb— Upon the dusty, mellow air

Still 6hed a faint perfume. ?&•'•

-E. P. White.

THE BIO DANE.4,

For two weeks the Plunging Petrel, a big three masted schooner, had plowed its way through the placid waters of the Pacific with a sameness that was exasperating. Since leaving port nothing—not even a threatened storm or a lively gal©-—-had broken the monotony.

The ship was bound for Rio, with a cargo of wheat, and I was her only passenger, seeking health in this manner according to my physician's urgent request. She was commanded by a sturdy old navigator, Captain Collins.

Ono day about noon, at the beginning of the third week, a sailor named Bates was placed in irons for striking a messmate with a marline spike and breaking his arm. The punishment was undoubtedly deserved, but there were angry mutterings and more than one sullen face among the crew in consequence, for Bates, whose only fault was an uncontrollable temper, was a general favorite. But when the unfortunate man was found dead the next morning things began to look black for the officers.

Thero was no sign of wound or struggle upon the body of the dead man, but the atmosphere of the forecastle where he had been confined was odorous with, the fumes of chloroform.

At eight bells the following night, when the first mate went on deck to relieve his fellow officer, tho latter had disappeared and could not bo found. I happened to bo leaning against tho mizzenmast smoking when the alarm was given and could have sworn that I had been smelling chloroform for half an hour, although I did not call the fact to mind until the dreadful cry of "Man overboard!" was sounded and alt.hands piped on deck.

A boat containing the first mate and four men was lowered at once, the ship was brought about, and two hours were spent in fruitless search. In the meantime every accessible nook in the ship, which was tacking back and forth in the locality, was inspected with like results. A.t last the searching party was taken on board, and the ship resumed its course.

The captain now took turns at the watch with tho mate, and everything ran smoothly till tho following night, or rather the next morning—four bells of tho first watch. Then when he'turned out to relievo tho mate that officer could not be found. The same efforts were made to find tho missing man, and with the same result as on tho previous night, and tho captain was nearly frantic.

On the afternoon following the second disappearance tho captain called me into his cabin, shut and looked the door and beckoned me to a chair at a small table. "My two officers have been murdered, Mr. Vincent," he fairly gasped. "Murdered?" I exclaimed.

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pected foul play from the first. Have you any evidence?"

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ticed the big Dane, Qvlstgard?" "That mild looking fellow with the red beard?" "Yes." "Why, certainly, but you don't suspect him, I hope.''

Of course, not. On the contrary, there is a mutiny on foot, and he—but here is a note he slipped into my hand a moment ago. Read it for yourself. Unless you and I and this faithful fellow oan outfight or outwit IB hellhounds, we are doomed."

With a face that must have been as white as the one before me, and a hand that was anything but steady, I picked up a sheet of paper which tbp captain had thrown on tho table and read the following: "Captain—I have just discovered ahorriblo plot. All the crew, except myself, have mutinied. The mates were knocked on tho head and thrown overboard. You will share tho same fate when you come on deck to relieve tho watch tonight unless you heed this warning. Meet mo 10 minutes before the close of tho second dog watch, just aft tho main hatchway, and I will tell you everything. In the meantime do not speak to moor send for me, for we aro closely watched. I am supposed to side with the crew. The least mistake would be fatal. Don't tell the passenger. He may be all right, but I doubt it. For God's sake, captain, don't go near tho rail." "Don't tell the passenger," I muttered as I looked at the captain, not only horror stricken at tho contents of the note, but surprised and hurt at the uncomplimentary reference to myself. But tho captain, who must have divined my thoughts, relieved my mind on this point by saying: "That's all right, my deffr Vincent. The fellow is only a trifle overcautious. Don't mind him. I would trust you with the ship, and my life, too, for that matter. You see, I have shown my confidence by allowing you to read the note. Now, I want your advice. Your assistance I shall oount on without the asking when the time comes." "Thank you, captain," I answered. "To start with, I should certainly not go on deck till it Is time to meet the Dane if I were you."

My companion had now regained his composure to a oertaln extent and sat for ft moment drumming the table with his fingers. "Who has the watch now?" 1 continued presently. "Hutton, the tall seaman with the red soar on the back of bis hand," was the answer. "He is acting as first mate, and I hid decided to give Jones, the little Welshman, the position of second tomorrow. Both are fairly good navigators, and, by all the gods, 1 can't understand it! I could have sworn that these two xoext were aa true as the dead mates ever were until I got this warning from Qvistgard. But he is right, my boy be is right. All this comes from that unfortunate Bates affair. I wonder who Is the leader. If he could be shot or placed in irons, it might quell the others. Have you a pistol?" "A small pocket affair," I answered. "I have two large one* and a repeating rlfie in my chest," continued the captain. "How wonld it do to batten down the hatchway of the forecastle when part of the dog* are wat sapper and pump fead into Iba it** of them? I don't believe they are armed ttnless tbey have few

knives. We could then make for the nearest port." "Better wait till you see the Dane," I replied. "He may be able to give you the name of the leader."

For an hour or more we continued to plan, but without being able to decide on anything definite. At last it was agreed that I should go on deck and see what could be learned there. In half an hour I returned with anything but favorable news. The men were talking guardedly in groups, and when I passed near them they quickly dispersed. The big Dane was leaning over the rail near the log, silent and apparently watching with absorbed attention the receding foam capped waves ]n the ship's jvake.

Before sundown all our weapons had been oiled, examined and loaded, the captain and myself secreting the revolvers about our persons and leaving the rifle for the Dane.

The sky had clouded over late in the afternoon, and night, gloomy and foreboding, settled down on the schooner. •'The very elements seem to be in sympathy with this cursed business," said the captain when it began to grow so dark in the cabin that we could hardly make out each other's faccs, "and I felt as if the jig was about up with me."

As soon as the last streak of day had disappeared the captain, revolver in hand, mounted the companion ladder and stole softly on deck. I followed him part way, but stopped, according to his directions, and stood with my head and shoulders above the companionway, ready in caso of an emergency to lend any assistance that might lie in my power.

I never looked in to a blacker nightl The air was soft and warm, and fltfu^justs of wind dashed a few cooling raindrops against my faco as I held'on to my revolver and tried to keep the receding form of tho captain in view. But he disappeared almost instantly, and owing to the whistle of tho wind in the rigging, tho groaning of the masts and the creaking of tho yard arms I could not hear his footsteps after he had gone half a dozen paces.

Ho carried no lantern, but several lights glimmered foroand aft, dancing and shifting unsteadily about like veritable will-o'-tho-wisps. None, however, was near the main hatchway, the place of meeting. Anxiously I waited 5, 10, 15 minutes, as nearly as I could reckon time, but neither sight nor sound brought •intelligence of tho captain. At last I could bear tho suspense no longer, and I began to walk slowly toward the bow. When I thought I had reached tho location of the hatchway and was on the point of coming to a halt, I struck my foot against something and fell, the planks of the deck seeming to open and engulf me.

While still descending through space I realized what had happened—the hatchway had been opened, and I had fallen into the hold. A second later I found myself lying between two bags of wheat more frightened than hurt, and with the fumes of chloroform almost suffocating me. Before trying to rise I discovered that I was not in total darkness, and that a dim light came from somewhere, but not from above, I was sure. Presently a muffled groan reached me from the direction of the stern, and on looking over my shoulder I saw tho stooping form of a man outlined by tho rays of a lantern in front of him, about 20 feot away.

I gained my feet with some difficulty and was about to step forward when tho ship gave a lurch, and I was thrown lengthwise against the hull. Before I could stand up again tho bent form assumed an upright posture, and I recognized the big Dane. Muttering incoherently, ho picked up the lantern and started toward the place where I had first fallen, off to my left.

Whether it was fear, the shock cause by striking the hull or the effects of tho chloroform that kept mo from trying to get up I am not prepared to say, but I did not attempt to move hand or foot.,

As tho light drew near I discovered a rope dangling from tho deck. When the Dane drew near this rope, he deposited his lantern beside him, rubbed his big hard hands together with a loud, rasping noise and laughed a low,'fiendish sort of chuckle, which fairly chilled my blood. A moment later his merriment subsided, and taking hold of the rope with one hand ho picked up the lantern with the other. I expected to see him run his arm through the handle of the lantern and go, hand over hand, through the hatchway, but he was in no hurry and began to talk in a harsh undertone. "So far, so good, King Qvistgard," he said. "A million pounds of diamonds sewed up in silk sacks all my own. Oh, what a royal .present for my obony princess! Fifteen days more and I shall reign supreme. The two mates and the captain are now my loyal subjects, and tomorrow night the passenger will join them. Then come me hearties, Hutton and tho little Welshman, and so on down the list. Ha, ha, ha, ha!"

Never until that awful moment had I heard the bloodcurdling laugh of a maniac, but I recognized it as quickly as if I had passed my days inside the walls of a madhouse. Before I knew it my strength, or courage, or both, suddenly returned, and I arose cautiously to my feet, discovering at the same time the revolver which had fallen from my hand when I stumbled on the deck. It was lying almost at the feet of the Dane. Advancing slowly, I stooped and was about to pick up the weapon, but before I could get hold of it the ship lurched again, I collided with the fTuuinrmn, and we went down together.

The revolver escaped me, the light in the lantern was extinguished, and there was a scream, a piercing cry of fright and anguish, such as only a terror stricken Twmimnn can utter. And then, with that awful shriek ringing in my ears and the strong fingers of the demented Dane clutching my throat, I became insensible.

When consciousness returned, I was lying in my berth. It was daylight, and Hutton was standing beside me. As soon as I was able to talk he told me that just after dark on the previous evening a horrible cry was heard oomlng from the direction of the main hatchway, and that when the little Welshman and several other sailors rushed to the spot the raving Dane was seen to climb nparope from the holdAs soon as he gained the deck he ran screaming to the rail and threw himself Into the sea. I was found, more dead than alive, and taken to my cabin. Soon after the captain and the two mates were discovered, gagged and bound, near the spot where I had first seen the Dane. The cap recovered from the effects of the chloroform which had been administered to him and was removed with the two officers, who were still alive, but too weak and exhausted to stand on their feet for many hours.

In two day* all had recovered, and the Plunging Petrel was man and officercd as before, save for the absence of Bates and the big Dane. All went well to the end of the voyage.

The mutiny was only a myth in the »lnd of the madman.—H. Santford Smith in Romance. hi -Ms*

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VULGAR THIEVES.'

Suspicion That There Are Such Among tho Selects of British Aristocracy. The gratifying announcement is made, says a London correspondent, that "nothing was missed" after the great garden, party given by the Duke of SaxeCoburg at Clarence House, at which a dozen princes and the whole fashionable world were present. One would hare thought the announcement scarcely necessary, but it seems that some guests at these royal gatherings are accustomed to appropriate spoons, forks and such like trifles as souvenirs. This is not theft, but loyal enthusiasm.

The same explanation of the disappearance of private property at the state ball given at Buckingham palace by command of the queen seems scarcely applicable. The royal plate was foxind to be intact, but quite a considerable number of ladies lost brooches, bracelets and the like. The missing jewelry was diligently sought for by the ballroom sweepers, supervised by court offi-. cers, next morning, and one or two small things were found, but all the really valuable articles are still unaccounted for.

Only two explanations, both saddening and humiliating, are forthcoming. One is that there are vulgar thieves in the British aristocracy. The other is that professional robbers, disguised as dukes or duchesses or what not, gained admission to the sacred precincts of Buckingham palace.

Religious Enthusiasm Oflfended. Eliza Bangs and Lucy Green, negroes, came up before the necorder yesterday afternoon for fighting. "Why did you hit her, Lucy?" Judge Calhoun asked. 'Cause, -your honor, she np en tell that preacher not to give me any communion when ho passes 'round de bread an wine yesterday."

Judge Calhoun wrote a $8 fine opposite her name. —Atlanta Constitution. Eviu

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No. 12 Cincinnati Express(S) 1.30 am No. 6 New York Express (V&S). 2.20 am No. 4 Mttll and Accommodation 7.15 am No, 20 Atlantic Express (DPV&S) 12.47 No. S Fast Line 2.20 No. 2 Iudianapollp Aec 5.05

AKRIVK FHOM THK EAST.

No. 7 Western Express (V«&S). 1.30 am No, 5St. Louis Mai:1 10.05 am No. 1 Fast Line (P)........ 2.05 No. 21 St. Louis Ex* (DVAS) .... 3.05 pm No. 8 Mail aud Accommodation 6.45 No. 11 Fast Mail 9.00

MICHIGAN DIVISION.

LSAVR FOK THK NORTH.

No. 52 St- Joseph Mail 6.20 a ra No. 56 St, Joseph Express 1.00 No. o4 St. Joseph Express ...... iUupm

AKRIVK FROM Til S NORTH.

No. 51 South Bend Express 11.45 am No. 58 St. Joseph Mail 7.80 pm

PEORIA DIVISION.

LKAVB FOR NORTHWKST,

No. 7o Peoria Mall 7.05 am No. 77 Decatur Accommodation 3.25 ARRIVE FROM NOKTHWK8T. No. 78 Decatur Accommodation 11.00 No. 76 Peoria Mail 7.00 pin

IE. &c T. ZEE. NASHVILLE LINE. LKiVVS KOR SOUTH*

No. 8 Ch & Ev Ex* (SAP) ... Wan No, 1 Ev. fc Ind. Mall* 3.15 ra No. 5 Ch AN Lini'VAH .'. .10.05 pm No. 7 Et. Accommodation 10.20 am

ABRIVK FROM 80UTH.

No. 6 C. A Nash Llm* (VAS)-. 4.45 am No. 2 T. H. A East Ex* 11.15 am No. 4 Ch A Ind Ex* (SAP) 11.15 No.-80 Mixed Accommodation .4.45 pm

IE. &c X.

LKAVK FOK SOUTH.

No. 88 Mall A Ex 8.50 am No. 49 Worth'n Mixed 8.30 ARRIVJS FROM SOUTH. No. 48 Mixed 10.16 am No. 32 Mall A Ex 4.20

LKAVK FOK MlKTH.

No. 6C AN Llm*(DVAS) 4.50am No. 2 HA Ch Ex 11.25 a tn No. 8 Local Passenger 3.20 No. 4 Ev A Ex"(H) 11.15

AKKIVB FROM NORTH.

No. 3 Ch A Ev Bx*(8) 4.45 am No. 7 Local Passenger 9 30am No. lCbAEvKx 1.41 pm No. 5 AN Llm*(DVSS) 10.00 no

C. O. O. &c I.-BIQ 4. OOINO KAHT No. 10 OiLclnnatl AWash Kx'SP 1.82 a ro No. 2 Indianapolis A Cincinnati 7.10 am No. 18Houtliweslern Limited»8DPV. 12.58 No. 8 Day Express A Mail 8.42 No. 4 arrives from Mattoon 9.80 am

OOINO WKHT.

No. 7Ht, T-ools Flyer'SP. .'. 1.32 am No. Day Express A Mall* Ifl.ooam No. 17Southwestern Llniited^HDPV. 1.48 pm No. 6 Mattoon Express 0.00 pm No. 3 arrives from Indianapolis K15 pm

THE BE8T LINE TO CINCINNATI

AND THE

SOUTH.

THE DIRECT LINE TO MICHIGAN RESORTS.

4TRAINS

EVERY DAY TO

MICHIGAN RESORTS.

LOW RATE ROUND-TRIP TICKETS TO Mackinaw, Petoskey, Omena, Bay Port* Mt. Clemens, Alma, Huronia Beach, Sault St. Marie,

St. Clair Springs, The Mettawas.

ALSO TO

Niagara Falls, Montreal, Toronto, Thousand Islands.

Far fall Information call on any 0. K. & 0. Agent

D. C. EDWARD8,

General PacM»*nger Agent, Cmrrw BgUdlag, Clactanstl, O.

DE. E. W. VAN VALZAH, IDIElsrTIST

Office, No. 5 South Fifth Street.

JAMES A. NISBET.

UNDERTAKER,

29 NORTH FOOKTH STREET, All calls will receive the most care/al attention. Open day and night.

JAMES L. PHU K, Attorney at Law and Notary Public.

JAVSMH. Camtwjhuu,

Collector and

Real Estate Broker.

PKICE& CALDWELL,

Room 2 Patton's Block,

408 Ohio St., Terre Haute, lad.

J)R. GEO. MABBACH,

OKOC.VD FLOOR DENTAL PAHL0BS. 124 800th Sixth Street.

gANT C. DAVIS,

sisal!

Attornpy-at-Law,

«20X Wabaxh Ave., In McLean'* Building. HAJDTR, I TO). immm