Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 28, Number 13, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 25 September 1897 — Page 7

A CURIOUS THING.

Ban beam came to my hou:e one day. "Is there any place here for shadows to hideT They tell

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tl:at shadows are cold and gray.

But before I an ca'ch then tfcey run away. If I find «MI. I'll cheer him up," he crlei

Ho searched about through the great, Hg horse, A !eav lit t'.«* .fellow, waim and bright. In closets, in comers, in ir.an-.nso's hair, In grandpa's face—and, oh. everywhere!

But wherever he w« nl it was only light

Now, Love looked Into my liotuse that day. "Ctrald Hate in hero be hiding his head? They tell me that Hale is agly and bad. Perhaps if we found him we'd make him glad.

Oh, please may I look and try?" he saidl

Love met Son beam hunting abont. "Eave yon fonr.d yonr shadows. Friend Sonbeam?" "ay, Not I," snid Sunbeam. "They don't live here." "Nor Hate," said Love, "for this house is dear-

Let's look for a place to cbide alwoy 1"

Sweetheart Lticy came running in, Bright as a robin just out of bed. Sunbeam sprang to her eyes so brown, Love in h°r warm h*art nestled down. "We've the nicest place in the world!" they said.

Now, the curious thing, which I haven't told, Is something I never could quite make out, For never a shadow cen show his head, And Hate, I think, must be really dead

When my little Lucy is playing about. —William J. Long in Youth's Companion.

A STORM MIRACLE.

Sunday after Sunday tho same demure little eroiture wit in the lust pew on the rif-ht hnndfiitfeof the ccnter aisle in St. M.ittliins' church, find Sunday nfter Snniny the young minister in charge looked lown over his congregation iiml caught the wistful look of a pair of dark brown ?yiF that was solemn and pathetic at nnco. Before the last amen of tho recessional hod censed to vibrate on tho enrs of the kneeling worshipers the little creature hfiil each time m/ido her way out of the church unnoticed. After awhile the Rov. John Grimwhaw, who was six and twenty and Impresslonablo at that, began to feel the influence of that benign expression and of those polemn darlt eyes and decided to speak with tho girl if an opportunity presented itself, and the opportunity did come one Friday night ou saint's day when there was a special service at the church In tho evening.

She hurl never heen Into tho church before except on Sunday, and what was his surprise and pleasure when tho young minister lifted his eyes that nlghtnnd saw the face that, was bifiinning to Interest him sitting heforo him quite near tho front. During the singing of hymn ho approached her and asked her to remain. nf*or the service, as ho wished to say a few words to her. She did not reyly, except with a mute appeal with her splendid dark eyes. He mistook her silenco for embarrassment atid returned to his place at tho loeturn. At the close of the servico ho hurried to tho. side of tho girl, who was just in tho act of leaving her pew, and spolco a few words to her. Ho was Inviting her in that calm, deliberate way that characterized htoii to como to church often. to connnlt him, to become regular worshiper n*t tho church, but as ho talked In low, persuasive tones and no responso on mo from tho girl he began to wonder at her extreme bash fulness, and when she began to shake her head, to make rapid signs with her deft fingers, In an Instant he realized that the appealing eyes that followed him in his dreams and In his waking moments and the pretty but sad face were thoso of a deaf mute, and so swift and sudden was tho surprlso that swept over hira that he could havo cried out In his anguish. A chill camo over his heart, but only for an Instant, and In the next he communicated as best ho oould by nods and smiles and expression that ho understood her and was sorry for her. He tried to make her understand that ho would like her to contlnuo to come to ohurch and bo a good Christian, hut whether she comprehended hliu or not ho did not know. Ho walked to tho door with hor, and as she went slowly down tho stone steps he nodded pleasant, good night as she looked back.

When he was alono that night, the young preaohi'r gave way to his emotion. Ho realised that ho was deeply In love with tho Httlo being who had never spoken word to hiui and whom ho now know would never speak to him. Ho should never know that Bound of hor voice, which in his fancy was low and soft and musical. And now—oh, God, It was too bard to •benr! And then ho would never know ber name. Ah, It must be pretty name, so he thought! True, thero were other girls in tho parish who would gladly accept him If he would lunke the offer, but ho did not love ono of them as he now realised that he loved this girl who bad occupied that roar seat In the ohuroh that Sunday, always ottlrcd In a neat black drees, a bit of soft white lace falling over her collar and setting off her pretty throat. Sho might bo 18 or 20, ho thought, and was Just toll enough. Ho had noticed that she came to his shoulder as he walked down the aisle with her that night Her hands were so pretty, too, when sho made a ftew hurried signs, and he should never be able to bold them between his two large palms.

At last sleep pulled the curtain before these precious yet bitter thoughts, and the Rov. Mr. Grimsbaw fell Into a deep slumber and dreamed that he was sailing the sea with this beautiful girl, that be held ber In his arms, that he culled her Ruth. When he awoke, it waa with the bitterest disappointment, for he wan alone, and the bright sun was streaming fnll upon bis face. Ho remembered that the King's Daughters of the parish were to enjoy an excursion down tbe bay that day, and as be bad many little affairs of Importance to attend to before 9 o'clock, the hour of sailing, be basted himself about thero, aaying the name Ruth softly to himself in the meanwhile and wondering if ber ti&me were really Ruth.

Tho excursion steamer was in watting at the dock, and one by ono tbe young •girls stepped aboard, each smiling ber sweetest as sho noticed the young minister standlrg on the wharf. He returned their salutations with a serious countenanco and with dignity slightly lifted bis bat, but his eyes were strained to the little narrow street beyond, watching and waiting for her. hoping, yet not knowing, that she would come. It wanted one minute of the hour, and anxious ones aboard tbe little excursion stentuer were culling to Mr Cfrlmsbnw to come aboard and not get Wt. Il he heard h* heeded twt, and joet a« he was about to give up hope of ber coming, just a* they were about to pull in the gang plunk, a slight figure in neat fitting black dress, with white lace at the throat and a small black bat upon a shapely little bead crowned with a wealth of chestnut brown hair, approached tbe wharf. Calling to tbe milor* wait a moment John Grimsbaw sprang forward, and, tak lng the girl by the arm. forgetful that she eo&ld not bear a word be said, explained

to her that she was late and roost harry to get aboard in time. Sho only smiled and turnod ber wistful eyefi full upon Win," and bis heart swelled with a feeling undesirable, for be thought that he perceived love in her looks.

It would occupy an hour and a half to reach their destination, and he took ber under bis especial charge. It was a merry crowd. It was joHiest in tbe stern of tbe beat, where people were packed like sardines on tbe deck seats and on camp stools. John Grimsbaw and the mute little creature he loved were sittibg together. Their arms touched as they leaned on the railing and looked out upon the water, the yachts, the smacks, the sailing vessels, the row boats that passed and repassed them. Suddenly ho felt what seemed to be the spray against his face. Another instant and without warning big drops of rain began to fall and an ominous black cloud covered the blue of the sky. Sheets of water rained and blew from the northeast. Big green waves that afterward became yeasty lashed themselves angrily against the eidea of tbe little steamer, that rolled and pitched In its efforts to upright itself against their fury. Thunder rolled, and blinding and zigzag streaks of lightning played across tbe sky. The rain poured in torrents and swept over the deck, wetting everything in its path and driving the now thoroughly frightened people to the opposite side of the boat, which, with its uneven weight, leaned and tipped in that direction. Water rushed In upon the lower deck. The captain shouted: "Some of you go to thoofcher side of the boat! Don't all rush to one side or you will have us overboard!" Tho women became excited, nnd a general rush to the cabin began, until the order was given that no more should conic down into the cabin Women grew frantic, children cried and thoso filled with bravado laughed at tbe almost calamity.

Meanwhile the young minister bad laid a firm grasp upon tho girl's arm, and half lifted, half dragged her to a passageway leading to the cabin that was inclosed by glass windows and doors, and thus protected her from the rain. She did not seem to comprehend tho extent of her danger, and looked on at tho movements of tbe panicstricken crowd like some curious, wild eyed child. Mr. Grimshaw was white to the lips, and as he lifted his eyos to heaven ohe could seo that his Hps were moving in prayer. He prayed that the fury of the wind and waves might be abated that lives should not be lost that the boat should anchor in safety, and "O Lord," ho prayed, "if it bo thy will that wo sink to a watery grave, let her speak to me once, let me hear her voice just once upon earth, as in heaven I shall hear it as sho sings with the anpel choir!"

Tho sky became Inky black. Nothing could I'-e discerned on the open deck but the terrible sheets and gusts of rain, made gray by the blackness. .Tust then the heavens seemed to open and .a blinding flash of lightning played and capered across tho boat. A deafening peal of thunder, like the bursting of a thousand cannons, seemed to shako the very waters of the deep and to echo and re echo across the boundless waste. It was terrific, and people clapped their hands to their ears and white faces became blanched. A sharp, shrill, piercing scream rose above it all—a scream of agonized fear It came from tho deaf mute, who swayed for a moment and would have fallen had not her ever watchful companion caught her and supported her in his arms.

What had caused hor to scream? Fright perhaps, he thought, as sl\e witnessed the battle of the elomonts. Surely sho had not heard that thunderbolt ns it hurled itself from on high. Pshaw!' Was she not deaf, and how could sho hear? It made him almost glad to know that sho had been spared that peal that caused many heart to stand still for an Instant.

Ho hold her fast in his arms ond softly spoko the namo Ruth. Sho lifted those eyes with a glanco as sweet as an angel's. Her heart fluttered. She smiled with a smile of recognition, as if she had heard. Intuitively ho felt that she hod heard his voice. He had read once of such a miracle —that a volloy of thunder so dense and so terriflo as to deafen person of ordinary hearing had in some miraculous and divine way restored the bearing of a man who had been deof from birth. And perhaps this preolons gift had been restored to tho girl he loved. He spoke once more the name he had spoken in his dreams, and she gave 6ign that she heard. It was too true. It was a miracle of the storm, and ho bowed his bead and thanked God.

If he could but bear her voice. But that inestimublo pleasure was to be denied him. And yet his dream was coming true, for ho dreamed that be euilcd tho sea with her in his arms, and wn»sho not in his arms? Qb, gentle dreams! Ob, destiny I

It was not long before the storm ceased as suddenly aR it came, and tbe heavy black clouds rooeded, and tbe blue in the sky was as bright as when they started out. The little steamer cot pluckily through the wotor, and in half an hour the party, now in excellent spirits, had reached the cool, shady grovo. The miracle wrought during the storm was the talk of tho day, and not less talked about was the devotion of the ministor to tbe happy unfortunate, who know now that she loved htm, and with an unfathomable intuition given to creatures like herself knew also that John Grimsbaw loved ber. He did not love ber lees because sbe oould not speak, else tho banns would not have been published and tbe marriage that took place at St. Matthias' church, six months after, would never havo occurred. She never spoke to him with her voice, but her eyes and hor lips and her hands spoke to him always, and Sunday after Sunday, as he looked over bis congregation, tbe same little figure, with a face of sweetness rather than sadness, looks up into his eyes intelligently and bears tbe blessed words as they fall from bis lips.—Boston Herald.

Physic* For Bad Temper,

Dr. Lauder Brunton is applying a new principle in mcdlcine—administering drugs to cure the irritability of temper commonly associated with snob diseases as gout and heart disease. Writing in The Practitioner, he point* oat that "explosions of temper which occur on very slight provocation are really due to a condition produced by an accumulation of small irritations which have gradually worked op tbe patient into a state of excitement which vents itself in an explosion quite out of proportion to its apparent causa Continuous physical discomfort also has tbe same effect, bat even without obvious discomfort tbe necumnlnUon of abnormal substances, such aa uric acid, may

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products Irritability of temper At any rate, in cases of gent 20 groins of bicarbonate of potash with 10 or 20 of tmnJde of potassium, taken when tbe feeling ©f Irritability comes on. frequently «sotl rs it. and If taken when some irritating tmr rence has taken place or def main? news Is iHsanyt appears to kw aw«y t-.« sting of either. In some cases of n^lfae disease also the bromide may I» ghm *h salicylate of soda with good success.

SUNNY HARBOR OR STORMY SEAT

Sometimes 1 wonder whlch is besfi ltcr ine^"" The sunny harbor or tbe stormy sea. How may the soul woo rest, yet grow more brave Woo calm, yet battle with each warring wave: Win love, yet not forget tbe loveless kind Win heaven, itself, yet bear the world in mind? —Ella Giles Buddy in Century.

LOVE AND MAMMON.

It was one dreary, foggy November day, chilly and dispiriting, when I left my lodgings, and as I pushed on in tbe wintry gloom I grew more spirit broken and depressed at every step.

I was an hour over my appointed time when I reached my uncle's office in Mincing lane. I was informed a certain

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"Excellent I never thought of that. Run along. I am iu a fever to get tbe matter over, and, Pat, just ask Miss Livingstone if she will mind calling at Bridget Flanagan's in Monument Yard. Tell her I wish to seo ber very much that I start for Liverpool tonight. You moy add that I will not detain her long." "All right don't fear the pretty colleen will be waiting for ye I'll answer for that same. Bo the powers, what a fine couplo ye would make, and it's the likes of me thflt would just like to dance at yer wedding. Och, now, don't change color. Does ye think ould Pat Finnigan can't see through ye both?"

For some time past I h*-3 ""h in' t.be habit of meeting a dear *tri wnJat that moment was engaged with my uncle. What was ber business with tho morose and gloomy colonial broker I had never presumed to usk her. Dora Livingstone was an orphan and was residing in London with a relative with whom, I fancied, Mark Hnmmersley bad somo little business transactions which wero carried on through tho moans of tbo timid and pretty Dora. For weoks and weeks I had blindly worshiped the fair being, who, by her artless and winning manners, won icy heart. First brief and silent inclination of tho head was tho only acknowledgment between us, thon a word at passing, until upon ono occasion, waiting my unclo's arrival, a trifling conversation lod onto mutual, explanations and the discovery that we were both wayward children of fate, with the world beforo us and no one to lovo or cherish us. Both young, tho result may be foreseen. For myself I fell hopelessly in love. Just as I was getting impatient sho made her appoaranoo, weeping bitterly, wliilo Pat, following behind, angrily exolaimed: "That infernal ould mon has boon bullying the pretty colleen, and, bedad, ye'd better show up, Masther Frank. Shure," and if the ould baste camo down we'd be ruined entirely." Pat literally tore me away from the weeping Dora, whom I had caught in my arms. Recalled to myself, I now hurried up stairs, my heart beating wildly with conflicting emotions. I was about to be dispatched to Liverpool. I knew not bow long I should bo away and had to deliver an inexplicable messago given me in the street by a stranger, though apparently well acquainted with my moroso relativo.

Upon entering the counting room I discovered iu moment that my unole was in ono of bis devil's moods. "So, young man, you have arrived ot last. Lost yourself in the fog, I suppose?" There was a grim, surly sneer in this salutation, the evil look upon his features ohunging, however, to one of alarm as I exclaimed "I met a stranger in Tower street just now, uncle. He toid me his name wus Bill Buinbrldgo. 'Tell tbe old man Boston Bill's in London!' he shouted out ahd then disappeared in tbe fog. "Boston Bill, and here in London 1 Impossible! What sort of a man was this—a tall, sallow faced, rough looking scoundrel, was he, with gold rings depending from bis ears?" In wild exoiteiuent my relative bore grasped me by the arm as he drew the faithful portraiture of the stranger I bad encountered in tl*e street shortly before. When 1 told him that he had depicted the man to tho very life, Mark Hammersley exclaimed: "You must oall tomorrow morning, Frank. Let mo soe you ot 9 o'clock, before Sauuders gets here. Good night. 1 —I don't feel well, my boy." "Well, there is a skeleton In every house, the old saw bas it," 1 muttered as I once more gained tbe street, "and I suspect, for all his wealth, that Mark Hammersley Is not to be envied." Glancing baok I observed his shadow passing and repassing across the drawn blinds. Then, hurrying away as tho fair Image of tbe lovely girl 1 was presently to meet arose before me, I dismissed tbe strange business entirely from my thoughts. 1 was met at tbe door of tbo bouse In Monament Yard by a buxom cousin of my friend Pat, wbo said: "Shura, and ye'll find Miss Livingstone in the parlor. Wblrra, It's In sorrow sbe is. Maybap ye will stop the tears of tbe pretty colleen." Tbe comely Norah here, with a roguish smile, pointed to a half glass door, through the window panes ot which Icangbt sight of the girl I loVed.

Long and fixedly 1 gated, with beating heart, upon tbe sorrowing girL Then, warned by a low laugh from the Ups of Month, I rapped at tho door, and receiving an invitation to como In at once entered tbe chamber.

Darting forward I now oaogbt tbe little soft bands of tbe weeping girl in mine, pressing my lips to ber flushed cheeks and then to ber golden hair. "'So, then, Dora, you are mine—my own darling now and forevral" I exclMroed "Let this be oar bettu^hai night See, dear girl, here Is a ring (bat was once my mother's, a little keepsake I have never parted with, and in return most have this, my own." Placing the gift from my mother upon one of the tiny fingers I b» !d In mine, I at tbe same moment abstracted from Dora's left band a ring sbe wore, but as bald tbe gem up to tbe light a &ry of distress escaped tbe lips of my betrothed. *.bo tn wild terror nxclaimed "Oh, Frank, wbnt have you done, Frank? Woe me* You have dreed our weird! There Is a terrible history to that

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lady was with my uncle. "How long has she been here, Pat?" I exclaimed. "Maybe half an hour, more or less." "And bas my uncle sent down stairs to know if I bad arrived during that time?" "Shure. The boy Wiggins.bas been sent for ye twice, and upon the last occasion the dirthy young spalpeen told as bow tbo bear was growling and grunting while tbe pretty colloon was crying fit to break ber heart." "And you think I had better not go up?" I exolaimed anxiously and nervcusly as I stood with tho door ajar listening for any sounds from above. "Well, Masther Frank, if ye took an ould fool's advico—that's me—ye would say, 'Pat, darlint, run up and see how the land lay

opal, ring, and see now—even now—it looks pole and wan." "Startled" and vgxfe! and with some alarm at Dora's wild distress, I held up to tbo gas the glistening orb and noted, with a thrill of nervousness I could not repreifi, that the fine large opal with which the ring was set bad indeed paled in color, tbe tiny tongue of flame almost totally disappearing.

With a forced laugh I attempted to soothe Dora but, weeping and clinging closer to my side, she exclaimed: "Would you had not taken the fatal jewel from me, dear Frank. There is a terrible story attached to that opaL Ob, heavens, that it had never been forced upon my band or taken by you!" "Tell me tbe secret of tbe gift, my sweet." "It was thrust upon my band, dear Frank, years back, when I was but a ohild, placed there by the trembling fingers of a dying—no, a murdered woman." "Well, I see nothing very dreadful, dear Dora, in all this." "Oh, but, dear Frank, there is that dreadful past. Though years havo elapsed sinoe then the scene recurs most vividly before me. I have ever had a shuddering horror of that gem, and but for the fear of my father's wrath would long ago have destroyed it." "Well, it is yours no longer, my own, and, as I told you but now, a thousand opal rings, with all their evil powers, would not deprive me of one jot of happiness, my love. But tell me, darling, the secret of this opal ring." "As I told you but now, Frank, a dying mother placed it on my hand. Chere was ever a mystery about the gem, my father always showing a mad fury when it caught his si^ht, but bidding me ever to wear it, and a few weeks back, when I reached London ond, at my father's bebest, paid my first visit to Mark Hammersley, ho grew pale as I drew his attention to the minute croit engraved just within the inner oirclo of the ring." "Did your father ask you to call my unclo's attention to it, Dora?" "Yes, and when I told hira I had left iny parent in America and was myself alone iu London he appeared inuoh relieved." "And ot your father's desire you have kept his presence in England seoret?" "Yes. I did not dare reveal it." "And the sums of money given you upon your visits ut Mincing lane"—

Wero supposed to bo forwarded by me to America. Today, however, for the first time Mark Hammersley refused to give me the usual sum, talked wild nnd fearful language, and said he would send my unhappy, dissolute father to the gallows. "Yes, he said that, Frank but, oh, heavens something dreadful has happened! Look, look at Pat!" With shaking hand and wild staring eyes Dora hore pointed to tho Irishman, who at that moment had darted into the apartment, his usual ruddy features pallid to tho lips. "What on earth is tho matter, Finnigan? Have you seen a ghost?" "No, Masther Frank. I've seen worse than that but, arrah, come wid ine at once. Ye'ro wanted at the office. Shure they tould me to fetch ye widout delay." "At the office? Is my uncle still thero?" "There is ho wbirra, yes and will not leave this night. But whist 1 We one losing time. Norah, darlint, stay wid the colleen until Masther Frunk comes baok. Ho will not be long, allanha!" With a countenance of wild terror Pat now hurried from the house, followed closely by 1110. "What on earth is tbe matter, Pat? Is .there something you huve concealed from me?" "Arrah, yes. It soemslike a bad drame, but,the uiastber's dead!" "Dead! My uncle dead!" Then, with a shudder of horror as I remembered the stranger,' Boston Bill, 1 raced on to tbe offloe, outside tho door of whioh was a little crowd and a policeman.

Pat's horror and strange bebuvior were now explained. Upon entering the offices half an hour beforo he hod discovered the dead body of his master lying stretched half out of the open door of tho counting room.

My poor, unfortunate uncle had been strangled out of life, a gaudy colored silk handkerchief being found drawn in a knot around his neck, the empurpled features, protruding eyes and lolling tongue, half bitten through, giving fearful token of his dying agony and desperate fight for life.

Met upon the stairs by a deteotlve and a constable, I at onco made tbe former acquainted with what had token place at my last interview with my poor uncle. "This Boston Bill is tbo murderer, de pond upon it. Joe Emery (here tbe sergeant nodded his head at the constable) saw a man hurriedly leave tbe offioes just before tbe orime was discovered. I should like to see tbe young lady you havo mentioned, that Miss Livingstone," said the deteotlve, who bad followed m® from tbe bouse of death into tbe street.

My brain in a whirl, dazed and horrified at tbe sight I had seen, I was now startled by a load shriek and tbe sharp report of a pistol echoing In tbe night air.

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mad or dreaming?

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asked myself

as there, upon tbe pavement, I beheld the man Boston Bill supported in tbe arms of a policeman, bis faoe smothered with blood from a ballet wound in tbe temple, from which blood welled oat In streams.

Bonding over the wretched man, with white, drawn faoe and alasped bands, stood my loved Dora, a world of horror in her eyes. "Don't look so skeared, Dora. I'm a goner. I guess I'll join old Hammersley. What crooked lock I Killed, wiped oat by my own six shooter! Bat listen, gaL Afore I give tbe law tbe slip, know yoa arn't my daughter, bat my own sister's child, that sister rained and left by your own scoundrelly father, Mark Hammersley. He ruined your mother and got me a lifer, but 1 got away nnd tracked tbe begf£ir down at last I—I—strangled tbe old moneybags there In bis office. Stand back, stand baok! By God, there be 1s with the handkerchief round bis neck!' Staggering to bis feet, the wretched man I\I?\TAT.

This is the cradle in which there grew That thought of a philanthropic brain A. remedy that would make life new

made one step toward tbe door of tbo house rAIVUVIMS In wbicb lay the corpse of his victim, and thon, with a gargling, gasping cry, fell prone opon tbe threshold.

They at once raised him up, bat the murderer bad gone—-Boston Bill was dead!

Six months after that dread scene in Mincing lane, in a pretty, rural, ivy covered church in Kent, 1 married my beloved. Pat tbe same morning led to the altar tbe blushing, baxotn Nonb

With tbe large fortune left by my unfortunate ancle. Dora and I decided to live in the country The lodge by be gates of oar plnoe, Hollydale Hall, we fixed upon for the boose of Pat and his wire. Blessed in after years with a group of j:wrry little ones, we yet at tltues grew sid and depressed when we mailed tbe as&. Yet, as 1 often reminded Dora, we did not Insure misfortune through tbe opal ring.— Boston (Lincolnshire) Guardian.

For the multitudes that were racked with pain. Twas sarsaparilla, as made, you know By Ayer, some 50 years ago.

Ayer's Sarsaparilla

was in its infancy half a century ago.* To-day it doth, "bestride the^narrow world like a colossus." What is the secret of its power? Its cures! The number of them! The wonder of theml Imitators have followed it from the beginning of its success. They are still behind it. Wearing the only medal granted to sarsaparilla in the World's Pair of 1893, it points proudly to its record. Others imitate the remedy they can't imitate the record:

5o Years of Cures.

RAILROAD TIE TABU

Trains marked thus run daily. Traiin marked thus 09 run Sundays only. All othei trains run daily. Sundays excepted.

VANDALIA LINE.

MAIN LIN®.

Arrive from the East.

NASHVILLE LINE.

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Leave for tho East.

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Leave for Northwest.

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LAKE AND RAIL.

Chicago

and

Milwaukee

Graham & Morton Transportation Co., steamer lines from Benton Harbor and St. Joseph, Mich., to Chicago and Milwaukee, connecting at St. Joseph with the Vandalla line. This line operates tho first clas» side wheel steamers "City of Chicago" and ''City of Milwaukee" and tbe propellers "City of Louisville" and Woods,,rmaklng trips twice dally to Chicago during June, July. August and September, daily trips remainder of season, and trl-weekly trips to and from Milwoukee. Service first-class, fare lower than all rail routes. Through tickets on sale from all Vandalla lino stations.

J.H.GRAHAM. Prest. Benton Harbor, Mich.

Docks~-~ Chicago, foot of Wabash ave. Milwaukee, foot of Broadway.

St. Joseph. E. A. Graham. Benton Harbor, J. H. Graham A Co.

C. F. WILLIAMS, D. D. S.

PARLORS

Corner Sixth and Mala Streets, TERRE HAUTE. IND.

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