Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 28, Number 21, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 20 November 1897 — Page 7

MARY ELLM.

Mary Ellen k-jked over the tops of ber glasses as If deliberately summing tip the merits and demerits of her visitor. Her faded, rather pretty face, outlined by crimped dark hair, gave no sign of agitation. "It's been 15 years, hasn't it?" she said, pondering. "Fifteen years," be assented, with plaintive emphasis.

Be was a thin man, with a large, bulging forehead and a face tapering almost to a point at the chin. He palled at bis scanty brown mustache and looked at her as if waiting for an answer. His rather womanly hand was really pitiful In its bonlnesa.

Yoa ought not to have wasted 15 years on me," she said, with a faint, tearful smile.

He shifted bis feet on the floor in protest. "Fifteen years is a good long time," she meditated. Seems like it oughtn't just to go for nothing."

She took off her glasses and touched the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief. -"Well,' sbo said meekly, "I can got on with 'most anybody and make myself satisfied with 'most anything. If you are so set on it as ail that, I reckon this time I'll have to say yes."

He looked at her for a moment as if dazed. His fnce shone as he caught her hands in his, and his chin trembled. "Mary Ellen!" he said.

She looked at him with the same tearful smile. "It certainly does sound funny, Mr. Haskins, to near you call me 'Mary Ellen,' without any 'Miss.' It's mighty hard for settled people like us to change in their ways." "You have always been 'Mary Ellen' to roe," he answered rapturously, "no matter what I have called you. And now I've got you," ho paid, on exultant smile dawning on his face. "Getting married is a mighty risky thing," she remarked, "But if we'll learn to have patience and do our duty I reckon we can mnnage to get along together." "YOH, I reckon we can," he said happily. "You certainly did hold on," she continued, with the air of one reviewing a game at which she had been beaten. "Yes, and I was going to keep on holding on, I hadn't any notion of giving up, and I got you," he replied.

Slio removed her glasses and elaborately wiped her eyes. "It certainly does seem strange," sho murmured. "It seems to me," sho continued, with a mournful smile, "that some people take root, just like trees. That old sweet gum out yondor ain't a bit moro rooted to tWs place than I am. I nover did know how people could get up and loave the place where they were born and raised, but it's well everybody don't feel like I do or there'd be mighty little marrying done. The Todds ain't that way near as much as the Wattses. I get it from ma's people. It's right bad to bo as set in your ways as the Wattses are. Now I couldn't any more call you anything but Mr. Haskins than I could fly, unless it came home to me that It was niy duty to change. I don't think a person's got any right to think of their own feelings when a duty comes up. It's going to be uphill work with mo getting into your ways, but I hopo I ain't so bent on pleasing myself as some people. And you ccrtalnly do deserve something for the time you havo waited." Sho looked at him with the air of a roal martyr.

He arose and stood irresoluto for awhile In silence, his f/n full of something akin 60 misery and remorse. "What's your hurry?" she asked. "I reckon it Is time for mo to go. Good night, Miss Mary Kllen," ho said. "So you've taken up the 'miss' again?" she said, not without shade of coquetry VIHIIJIU In her quiet face. "I wnsh't finding fault with plain 'Mary Ellen.'

Mr. Haskins sat staring Into the lire in his own room, with an air of tlie most profound thought. Ho was obviously torn by oonllictlng emotions. The next afternoon saw him waiting upon the porch of Mary Ellen's home, a small frame house, gray from want of paint, but plrnsnnc with grass and trees. It was an old landmark of Urownsvllle, of which quaint Virginia village the Todd family had for many generations been respected citizens.

Alary Ellon herself opened the door. "I saw 011 coming," she said, "and I thought 1 might as well save anybody else the trouble of coming to tho door, as you were my company."

Ho shook hands with her In an odd, constrained wny, and followed her in without a word. "It's getting to feel like spring," she began. "I'll see tho crocuses peeping up In the grass pretty soon, I reckon. Tho yard's full of thorn." "You've got a mighty nice yard hero," h© said, affecting to glance carelessly from tho window. "I don't wonder you hate to leave It."

Sho gave a fnlnt sigh. "You didn't think about leaving hero and breaking up, and till that, when you said yes, did you?" he asked tremulously.

She shook her head with gentle pathos. Ho sighed deeply, and his hrtAV furrowed, "Getting married is a mighty risky thing," ho broke outs, "and 'tis uprooting. I don't, know but what I was too strong about urging it. I—I really ain't so set on it If It comes to that. I don't know whether 'twas fair to beg you into it. You just do what you want to ^0, without minding UJO In the least."

Sho sat rigidly In her chair for awhile In hUonce, "Things are very well as they are," she said coldly. "I'm not making any complslut." "No, but you'd better think It over, Miss Mary Ellen. I'll let you off In a minute. It don't make a bit of difference about your promise. Don't you think you'd rather stay as you are?"

She meditated over his words awhile without tpeaking. "I'm not generally given to breaking my premises." she said. "But if I'm willing to let you off?" he asked. "I'll be glad to let you off if yoa want to be let off. Your promise ain't anything if I don't want to hold you to Ik Wo are very well off aa we are. You might find that a change was a change ror the worse. Hadn't you rather let things be as they have been?"

Her lids reddened, but she said nothing. "Don't you mind about my wasting IS yean oa you, as you oall it. 'Twa'n't wasted, if it all does come to nothing. I got pleasure out of It all the time. And, then, I just used up odd times that wa'n't worth much for anything else. I believe 'twas that that made you say yea. Now, won't you think better of it?" be asked pemiaalvaly.

Still she said nothing. "You can beg a person Into anything," be went on, "but it ain't right. I always wan a regular beggar. When I was a little fellow, many and many a time I'va bogged for things that vra'n't good for m*i, and got 'em, and been sorry for it Not that it wouldn't be good for me to gat

yon," he hastened to add, shocked at the words, "but it mightn't be best for you And I don't want to have it on my conscience that I begged yon Into it. What do yon think of it, Miss Mary Ellen?" "I don't know what to think of It," she said, scarcely opening her Hps to speak. "Don't you mind about disappointing roe. What is one disappointment, more or less, in this uncertain world?" A short, Involuntary groan escaped him, but he coughed and went on with elaborate cheerfulness. "And 'twon't be yonr disappointing me. It'll be all my doing, don't yon see? If you feel like you oughtn't to break your word and all that, I'll just give right up myself, here and now. I'm giving you up, not you giving me op."

His face was radiant with the glory of renunciation. She stared down at the carpet and spoke not a word. "And now, if you ain't happy it won't be any fault of mine." He wiped bis brow and drew a deep breath with an air almost of triumph. "That was a mighty short engagement, wa'n't it?" he added, with an unsteady little chuckle.

He glanced about him with a sprightly air. "Speaking of crocuses," he remarked casually, "they had a striped kind at our bouse last year that was mighty pretty. I wish now I'd thought to get you some roots, but the yellow ones are mighty pretty too. Did yon ever see the striped kind, Miss Mary Ellen?" "1 don't remember," she said briefly

The subject so obviously failed to interest her that he cast around in bis mind for another. "I'm glad the fruit trees have not been blooming so early this year," ho observed. "If they hold back a little longer, we'll have a good chance of a crop. Last year certainly was a bad year. You ain't feeiing very well today, are you, Miss Mary Ellen?" he inquired, with tender solicitude. "I reckon you didn't sleep very well last night," he suggested, waiting for her answer. ,5

She did not speak. "I was mighty troubled myself," he continued. "But don't yoa worry about that now. That is all over. There ain't a sparrow bopping our. yonder in tho trees that's any freer than you are. And as for taking back your, word"—

The muscles oround her mouth worked for a moment. "I haven't taken back my word," she said. "No, of course not," ho assented cordially. 'Tain't your way to take back your word. That's the reason I take tho back track In it myBelf," He arose and offered her his hand. "Well, I reckon I'd better be getting on." His hand closed convulsively over her limp fingers, and a pang of pain shot over tho thin face that betrayed,his emotion. He looked at her wistfully. "I ain't saying that I ain't sorry it couldn't be," he said.

The household wondered at tho cessation of the visits of "Aunt Mary Ellen's beau," but no explanation was forthcoming. "Where's Mr. Haskins, Mary Ellen?" ber sister ventured. "Don't you reckon he's sick or something?"

Mary Ellen winced. "I haven't heard anything about his being siok," she said. Sho was stunding at the window looking down the street. She drew back with a little flush on her face, but with studied deliberation. "There he is now,"she said, "but maybe he's just passing." She cast an eye on the glass and touohed her hair with agitated fingers. "You let him in, Fanny J3elle," she said to her young nieoo, who regardod hor in silonoe. "I ain't quite ready."

She paused a moment at the foot of the stairs, as if to catch her breath before she entered.

Ho was standing, looking eagerly tit the door. They shook hands in solemn silence. "Hove you got real well, Miss Mary Ellon?" "1 haven't been siok," she said.

The subject admitted of no more discussion. "Fanny Belle is getting to be a mighty pretty girl," ho began again. "Don't these young ones grow up fast? She'll play tho wild with those young fellows before long. She's mighty like what you used to bo." ".|h!" sho SJfld. "How's Mrs. Waggoner, Miss Mary Ellen?" "Sister Mely is very well, I thank you," she answered.

He pondered for awhilo in silence. "1 haven't seen you all for right long," he observed in nn offhand manner.

Sho nuulo no reply. "1 thought maybe sqmobody had been sick or something had been bothering you," he suggested.

She said nothing for a moment. "Everybody's been pretty well," she finally responded.

Ho looked mildly at hor, evidently at the end of his conversational resources. Sho laid the hem of her handkerchief in folds. "Speaking of Sister Mely," she went on suddenly, "I don't, know what I'd do but for Sister Mely. There's nobody to bo depended on like your own born relations. I don't know whether you ever do get to understand people you wa'n't raised with." "Yes, that's so," ho assented, not without perplexity. "Some people are so excitable," she proceeded, "that you never know just where to find 'em. If Sister Mely says a thing today, she'll stick to it tomorrow." "You ana mightily that way yourself," he said.

Sho flushed over her face and neck. The blood rushed to bis own face as ho saw the drift of her thoughts. "Nobody's any stricter about a promise than you are," ho said in a reassuring manner. "You'd stand up to it if it killed you—if you wa'n't let off."

She glanced at him and looked away. "I don't know how you know all that," she said.

He seemed a little bewildered, as if he bad lost his bearings in the conversation. Her glance again turned to him for an Instant. "1 don't generally make promises 'twould kill mo to keep."

A sort of flash passed over bis face as be looked at her. "It seemed mighty bard on you the other night—that promise did," he began unsteadily. "Wa'n't it bard on you, Miss Mary Ellen?"

With the eagerness of the drowning man who sees a straw he cutched the arms of his chair so that bis knuckles whitened. "Wa'n't it hart. Miss Mary Ellen?"

She sat rigid in every muscle, gating serenely into her lap, but in spite of herself her fnce flushed and softened. "No* 00

very," «be answered In

sweet, faint

voice.—Annie Stegear Wilson in Ladles' Home Journal.

Tbedky that Phillip* Brooks died the mother o£« little child caine into the room where the little one was playing, and. holding the bright &«* between her har.ds Mid tearfully, "Bishop Brooks has from to beaten," "Oh, mamma, bow htppy the angels will be

•hild.

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A. Famous Old Ctanren.

At Alexandria, Va., squids all ancient church in nearly its origiual condition Christ cbnrch, whose architect bore the name of Wren—not, however, Sir Christopher. It was completed in 1773. In November, 1766, the vestry, of whom George Washington was one, levied an assessment of 31,185 pounds of tobacco to build two churches, Christ church being one. The specifications called for shingles of juniper, mortar to be two thirds lime and one-third sand, the pediments to be in the Tuscan, and altar, pulpit and canopy in the Ionic, order. Washington was the purchaser of pew No. 6, for £36 10s.

The old records show some curious entries: Two pounds ten shillings was collected of Bryan Fairfax in 1770 for "killing deer out of season," and Thomas Lewis was fined 5 shillings for "hunting on the Sabbath." The money thus collected went for the support of the poor, the lame and the blind, and buried the dead. The old records show that seats were assigned according to rank or for special reasons. One Susannab Edwards officiated as sexton, to the entire satisfaction of the congregation. The old edifice had neither chimney nor fireplace until 1812, foot stoves furnishing the only warmth. The most conspicuous families in the early history of Virginia were worshipers at Christ church—the Adamses, Herberts, Custises, Blackburns, Carlyles, Muirs, Broadwaters, Alexanders and others equally prominent.

General Robert E. Lee attended Sunday school and was baptized and confirmed in this church, and a tablet tc), his memory adorns the eastern wall.

During the occupancy of Alexandria by tho Federal troops the rector and many of the parish fled within? +,he Confederate lines. The church wa* Jeld by the military authorities. A large mound in tho churchyard marks the resting, place of 34 Confederate soldiers who died in Federal hospitals in Alexandria. —Harper's Weekly. ,*

Chinese Conservatism.

Many tales have been told of the unwillingness of the Chinese to see the advantages of the introduction of the telegraph into China. A telegraph journal now adds to the number by the recital of an incident connected with the first cable along the coast from Peking to Shanghai. Soon after the cable was laid a lottery drawing came off in Peking, in which many of the resV^nts of Shanghai held tickets. One of tJk gamblers so far overcame his distrustk*! the cable as to have the winning numbers sent him, and he bought the tickets bearing them from his more skeptical townsmen, realizing a small fortune on the transaction. Not long after there was a scanty crop of rice in the upper provinces, and a Shanghai merchant telegraphed to Peking instructions to buy heavily. The ultimate result was that he sold out at an immense profit and retired on an independency. By degrees it began to dawn on the Chinese that it was just as well not to tear down telegraph wires, as the telegraph was a fairly good thing to have around. me

More Lives Than a Cat.

This is an inscription on a marblt slab over a grave at Green Bay: "Dieu sur tout. Here, lyes the Bodj of Lewis Galdy Esq. who departed tliif life at Port Royal the 22nd December 1789 aged 80. He was born at Montpelier in France but left that country for his Iieligtpi and came here to settle in this Island where he was swallowed np in the Great Earthquake in the year 1693 and by the Providence of God was by another shock thrown into the Sea and miraculously saved by swimming until a Boat took him up. He lived many years after in great Reputation Beloved by all who knew him and much Lamented ajfhis death."—Notes and Queries.

Trouble Enough.

Well, prisoner," said the judge, "if yon have anything to say, the court will hear yon." "I'd rather be excused, your honor," replied the prisoner. "If I said what I'd like to say, I'd be committed for contempt of court, and I've got trouble enough without that9'—Harper's Batar. ... ..

The Time of Meeting.

"Meet me in the key of G," said a musician to his friend. What time will that be?" asked the friend. "At 1 sharp," replied the musician, and he went out alone into the deep, dark night.—Cleveland Plain Dealer.

The Beat of the Earth.

Lord Kelvin contends that might be white hot 2,000 feet below the surface or as cold as ice 50 feet below without changing our present climate. He attributes the intensely hot climate of an earlier age to greater heat

TEKRE HAUTE SATUBDAT EVENING MAIL, NOVEMBER 20, 1897.

A Peculiar Optical Illusion.

A correspondent of a photographio journal, in speaking of the special interest that attaches to the Roentgen rays among photographers, who often are not in a position to invest in elaborate and expensive sets of apparatus, says ic is not generally known that by means of a very simple optical illusion an almost perfect, imitation of the wonders of radiograph j^nu be shown without the trouble and expense of induction coils, tubes or fluorescent scrcena All that is necessary is to take a small feather from a pheasant or turkey and holding it close to the eye look through the radiating ribs at the end of the feather at the fingers of the hand held up toward the sky or against the window. The flesh of the fingers will then appear to bo transparent, with tho opaque bone running down in the center, as shown by the true radiograph. If it is desired to exhibit the phenomenon by gaslight, a piece of ground glas# must be held in front of the flame tc diffuse the light

An Old Ag*.

Moralists and philosophers have done their best, when they have themselves reached that time of life, Ifco eulogize "old age," but they do not deceive even the young. ("These old gentlemen," says youth with its callow cynicism, "are foxes who have lost their tails.") They have done the same thing with poverty, and with the same ill success. It has had no exhilarating effect upon poor people. Tho reasons why old men have written in praise of old age are not far to seek they say with Johnson, "Do not let us discourage one another.1' They are in for it, and they make the best of it It is uot well to cry stinking fish. Moreover, there is a natural tendency among well principled persons to make light of the ills of humanity. They fancy they are paying a compliment to Providence, and perhaps even conciliating it

There are many old men who say, and quite truthfully, that they would not be young again if they could, but what they mean is not of course, that they would not exchange weakness for strength and disillusion for hope, but that they have no desire to live their lives over again. The clinging to existence that we so often see in even very old men does not arise from love of it Pope, sitting by Sir Godfrey Kneller's deathbed and finding him much dispirited, told him he had been a good man and would doubtless go to heaven. "Ah, my good friend," was the deplorable but pathetic reply, "I wish God would, let me stay at Whitton." It was not however, the- attractions of Whitton that he had in his mind.—James Payn in Nineteenth Century,^ .*

umora of Shorthand.

The conference of shorthand writers in connection with the celebration of the diamond jubilee of Pitman's system discussed some unusual applications of shorthand. One fervid gentleman enlarged on the advantages of the "swift art" as a help to courtship. How much gushing affection, the speaker asked, evaporates in the process of writing love letters in long hand? The shorthand writing swain, penning his tender epistles to the phonographio maiden, is free from this difficulty. His intensest feelings he can express in fluent strokes and curves the moment they stir within him. This suggestion brought up another speaker, who favored his hearers with a little reminiscence. In remote days lis had desired to put to a certain young lady a certain question to which he felt difficulty in giving utterance. A happy thought struck him—he would put the question on paper in the symbols of shorthand. This would be mysterious to the lady she would ask him to read the question, and his difficulties would at once disappear. Man proposes, but things do not always work out as he desires. The young lady exhibited no curiosity, but quietly pocketed the shorthand. At the next interview with her lover she calmly told him that she had unraveled his message and was prepared to give an affirmative reply. The wily maiden had sent the shorthand proposal to Sir Isaac Pitman, who had supplied her with tha translation.—Westminster iH' -tfce. I' I

Scrofula for Yeaw^,^^ 4|

"I have had scrofula for years and could find nothing that would give any relief until I began taking Hood's Sarsaparilla. After taking three bottles of this medicine I was cured, and I recommend it to all sufferers from this disease, br any form of impure blood." DAVID DAVIS, 1449 W. 7th St., Muncie, Ind.

HOOD'S PILLS are the best family cathartic and liver tonic. Gentle, reliable, sure.

Inconvenient.

James Payu recalls that when youn^ and romantic he agreed with a frieuu to ascend Helvellyn from Thirlmere u. see the sun rise. The guide called them, as it seemed to Mr. Payn, in the mid die of the night, and he quite agreec. with his friend when the latter persuasively asked the guide, who was expatiating on the beauties of the dawn. "Don'tyou think that the sunset would be almost as beautiful?" This recalls the undergraduate who when rebukt.1 by the dean of the college for not coming to morning chapel replied: "But 7 o'clock is such an inconvenient hour, sir. If it were 4 or even 6, one could sit up for it"

A matter of choice —whether to suffer, uninterruptedly with a cough or buy a bottle of Dr. Bull's Cough Syrup and cure it.

T. P. Anthony. Ex-Postmaster of Promise City. Iowa, says: "I bought one bottle of 'Mystic Cure' for Rheumatism, and two doses of it did me more good than any medicine I ever took." Sold by Jacob Baur, Seventh and Main Sts., Cook. Bell & Black, ana all druggists in Terre Haute.

The Limit.

"You area nice little boy, "said the kindly old gentleman at the hotel... "Thank yon," said Tommie. ,,^l. "Have you any little brothers?"

Yes," said Tommie, I've got brothers to burn, but I'm rather short on papas. We've only got one."—Harper .-

American Forest* Disappearing.

A statistician computes that in 50 1 years' time there will not be a single 1 tree in this rountry. Each year it take* 600,000 acres of timber to supply sleep era for the railways. *7 "1

There is an extensive trade carried ct between Great Britain and Belgium in old, wornout horses, which are shipped in a most pitiful condition to Antwerp and Ghent from English porta.

lira. N. Hon singer and her daughter, His Maud, are the official draftsmen for the state land department of Man-

Was SlfUM For Show Windows.

"How long does it take to make one of these?" said the manufacturer in response to an inquiry. "Well, it depends entirely upon circumstances. It is not a mechanical operation, the finishing off of a wax model as true to life as this." And he pointed to the bust of a laughing ?hild whose rosy neck and bright eyes were framed by clustering curls. "To make these one must have studied anatomy as well as drawing and modeling. We begin in the same way as a sculptor would to make statue. After the wax has cooled the eyes are put in, the face is 'made up,' as theatrical folks say, and the wig is fastened on, and the wooden body is shaped. We make all our hands and feet from life, and they cost about $10. If we have an order for an entire figure, we always model it from life. The life size was figures of infants are among the finest things we manufacture, and they add much to the attractiveness of a show window, as was illustrated last winter when a Washington street retail dealer displayed one during the holiday season. The head and shoulders, such as arc seen in the milliners' windows, cost from $40 to $45. The wig makes considerable difference in tho price, as we use the best hair, and it is expensive, especially tho natural blond, which is scarce. The children's heads cost $20 or thereabout "All the finishing off imaginable," he continued, "would not make a figure stand the test of a season behind the glare of a glass unless the wax has a natural pink tinge. The reason some of the models look so deathly is because the was is bad and not properly colored. We use beeswax, slightly colored, and flesh tints are put on in addition. —Boston Transcript

No Flaws in This Receipt.

There is a passage in the following paper which might strike the casual ob server as something facetious, but he is assured that no such effect was in mind when the sentenco was indited. The paper referred to is a receipt originally given by an enterprising firnu of Harris burg druggists, and the form used was in common vogue at the time Thus it runs.

Received .luly 21st, 1705, of Mr. David Scar let, the sum of JC&U, in full of all accts. since the year One, when tho Devil was a suckling baby, up to ihts day. being after the celebration of Independency. FENTON & HUNT.

Longevity to Washington and God save the Congress —Philadelphia Ledger.

RAILROAD TIME TABLE

Trains marked thus run daily. Traini marked thus ft) run Sundays only. All othei trains run dally, Sundays excepted.

VANDALIA LINE. MAIN LINE.

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7 West. Ex*. 1.80 am 15 Mail & Ac* 9.50 am 5 St. L. Lim* 10.15 am 21 St.L. Ex*.. 8.85 pm 3 Eif. Ac 6.30 11 Past Mall*. 8.55

Arrive from the West.

6 N. Y. Ex*.. 3.20 am 4 Ind. Ac.... 7.10 am 20 Atl'c Ex*. .12.30 8 Past Line*. 1.45 2 N. Y. Lim*. 5.10

Leave for the West.

7 West. Ex*. 1.40 am 5 St. L. Lim*. 10.20 a tc 21 St. L. Ex*.. 2.40 pa 3 Eff. Ac 6.35 11 Fast Mail*. 9.00-pn-

Leave for the East.

12 Ind Llm'd*11.20 a a 6 N. Y. Ex*.. 3.25 am 4 Ind. Ac— 7.20 a a 20 Atl'c Ex*. .12.85 tr 8 Fast Line* 1.50'p a 2 N. Y. Lim* 5.15

MICHIGAN DIVISION.

Leave for tho North.

Ar. from the North

6 St Joe Mail .6.20 am 8 S. Bend Ex.4.35

21 T. H. Ex...11.15an 8T. H.Acc...6.35pn

PEORIA DIVISION.

Leave for Northwest. Ar. from Northwest.

7 N-W Ex 7.10 am 21 Decatur Ex 3.30

12 Atltc Ex ..11.10 un 2 East'n Ex. 5.00

EVANSVILLE & TERRE HAUTE. NASHVILLE LINE. Leave for the South. 5 0 & N Lim*.12.01 am 3 & Ev Ex*. 5.38 am 7 NO&Fla9pl* 2.55 1 Ev& I Mail. 3.35

Arrive from South.

6 0 & N Lim* 3.55 an 2 H&E Ex*11.00 a ir 8 N O& FSpl* 3.35

IndEx

4C&] Sx*11.10

EVANSVILLE & INDIANAPOLIS Leave for South.

33Mall & Ex..9.00am 49 Worth. Mix.3.50

Arrive from South.

48TH Mixed. 10.10an 82 Mall & Ex. 2.55

CHICAGO & EASTERN ILLINOIS Leave for North. Arrive from North. 6 0 & N Lim* 4.00 am 2 T11 & Ex.11.20 am 8 NO&FSpl* 3.40 pm 4 E & Ex*.11.55

3 & E E 5 3 0 a 1 & Ev Ex.. .2.30 pIE 5 & N Lim*.11.55 pn 7 NO&FSpl*.. 2.50pm

C. C. C. & I.—BIG FOUR.

Going East.

36 N Y*CinEx*1.55 am 4 ln&CldEx. 8.00 am 8 Day Ex*... 2.56 pm 18 Knlckb'r*. 4.81

Going West.

35 St Ex*... 1.83 are 9 Ex & Mail*10.00 a xn 11 S-WLim*.. 1.37 pa 5 Matt'n Ac. 6.80 tc

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Skirmishing.

He (cautiously)—If 1 should propose, would you say "Yes?" She (more cautiously)—If you knew I would say Yes," would you propose' —Rehoboth Sunday Herald.

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Established 1861. Incorporated 1888

Clift & Williams Co..

Successors to Cilft. Williams St Co.,

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Mr. ft Mrs. He»ry Katies bach,

Funeral Directors

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