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elderly ladies, young bloods in cricket flannels or hunting breeches, farmers,fishermen and laborers may be seen peace-

fully perusing these rose hued pages And

every one can see that the faces of Ostnch readers posfiess a settled look of placidity,

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"Yes," said the proprietor of a Penzan«3 hotel, "The Ostrich is a wonderful paper. It settles the nerves and brings back health and happiness. All people coming from the large towns seeking rest should read it. It is a boon for the nervous."

One opens The Ostrich, and the first thing noticeable is that certain words in the text are printed in large, heavy type words like happy, good, £, saved, success, health, peace, beautiful, amiable—all the pages are crowded with them, so that they give the impression of being a kind of optimist chart, pointing out all that is good and beautiful on the earth. Short sighted people, holding the newspaper at a yard's distance, will only be able to see these agreeable words, and besides this, in the ordinary text, all words like death, misfortune, sickness, pain are carefully avoided. In the entire paper, one column excepted, not a disagreeable word is printed.

The system of the publisher is based on the science of suggestiveness. As most people are easily influenced, the perusal of a page of this rose colored paper, with its hundreds of pleasant words, may readily bring the reader to a state of mind in which he begins distinctly to see the world through rose colored glasses.

The paper is appropriately called The Ostrich. A little picture in the middle of the heading represents this famous bird burying its head in the sand and apparently feeling well content in doing so. The motto of the paper is "Even of Truth One-half Is Falsehood." This paper sums up all that has happened in the world twice weekly—in not more than six oolumns—politics, elections, accidents, art and literature. Everything is treated by The Ostrich in these columns from his special viewpoint.

The first ooluma bears the title, "What Would S. H. B. Say t» ItP" S. H. D. stands for Sir Humphry Davy, who was born in Penzance and has a monument there. This "great Christian and chemist," as The Ostrich calls him, the inventor of the safety lamp, is the model of all human beings, the yardstick with I which everything is measured. In this column one finds all sorts of news, and every item with a commentary. For instance: "At a banquet at Birmingham

Lord Salisbury declared that the situation of the Armenians was indeed such as demanded serious consideration (S. II. D. would say: 'The consideration-only becomes serious by Lord Salisbury's calling it so. There may be less in the matter than one would expect')" Or, The potato beetle is again making himself a nuisance on our coast (npt in Normandy, for there they have no potato harvest at all this year! S. H. D.)."

The second column is called "The Dementcd of Tomorrow." In it all important political news is commented upon and corrected, for the motto of the paper is "Even of Truth One-half Is Falsehood," and most of the corrections of The Ostrich are sound. Besides, if he makes a mistake, it docs not matter. His aim is reached at all events, for news that bears the heading "Demented'' is doubted and has lost its exciting quality.

Still more important, is the third column, "How Does This Concern Me?" In it one finds the greatest wisdom of The Ostrich. It contains till the news from foreign countries, and the reader generally sympathizes in unconcern with the publisher, for what is it to him whether President Morales or Imraorales reigns on the La Plata river or whether Stanibuloff has been sentenced by unjust judges or just assassins, or vice versa? That should all be of no oonsequenoe to him if he cares for his nerves.

The other columns are called "Nothing Is Eaten as Hot as ," "And If So?" I wad "We Do Not Believe In It."

This last one is very important, as it contains all terrible accidcnts, shipwrecks, •, sarthquakes, famine, and so. forth. The

Ostrich does not believe in such things. The man who h:is invented this peculiar newspaper is John Gillis. For several fears he was a schoolteacher published •ome pamphlets, and then beeame a journalist. He studied the peoplp of London I and Bristol and gradually formed his opinion of what, would be appropriate for their health, doing it from purely humanI ltarian principles, for he is now crazy enough to distribute his paper gratuitously. The hotel keepers and other interested

readers pay him whatever they like for it. His subscribers have built him a beautiful little cottage oh Tilcotts Head, all over-' grown with red fuchsias and with window

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panes shining like the lanterns of a beacon. It is called "The Ostrich cottage." Among the subscribers fire Gladstone, the Princess of Teck and Sir Arthur Sullivan.

With one assistant Mr. GiHis makes up the whole paper. He is a familiar figure ail through Cornwall, is well liked, and has his lodging and board everywhere free. He is over 00, his face scrupulously shaven, his hair in short, gray curls. He has peering, light gray eyes, and a merry smile around the cornel's of his mouth. —2vew York Sun.

EIGHT ON $10 A WEEK. Vv

VMdine a Family at» Coat of IS Cents a Day For Each Person. In The Ladies' Home Journal Mrs. S." T. Rorer tells how a family of eight persons can be fed—and well fed—at the aggregate cost of $10 a week. She present® a bill of fare for each meal, with suggestions for changing and varying them, and details how to prepare the main dishes thai enter into her economical plan of supplying the family table. "To carry out the scheme," she says, "articles must be purchased economically and no waste permitted. A table which is supplied for a family of eight for 10 a week must of neces-. iity bo plain, but it may at the £ime time not lack for variety or wholesomenesa. Sweetmeats and rich desserts must be counted only as occasional luxuries, and •company' dishes must be omitted altogether. Meat, the most expensive food item, may be purchased in a much larger quantity than is needed for a single meal and utilized French fashion. The poor and middle classes of this country must learn snore about the food value of the leguticns, more about the proper preparation ei food, and last, but not least, more about the proper combinations of food. Avoid the buying of steaks, roasts and chops each week. It is an expensive household indeed which has no r«(j«rtory of cheaper dishes A beef's heart or a braised calf's liver JkriMb exuslkmc and economical change.

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Devotion to a Roseate Cause—The Fapey^ They keep longer and go further than the |r»tuitonsly Distributed, but It and th« inferior ones. Perishable food should be feditor Are 'Sustained by Donations. ^.bought in small quantities two or three times a week. Groceries enough to last a In the heart of Cornwall there is published and read a newspaper perhaps the most peculiar in all the world. This is The Ostrich, and if the news of the day, its murders, crimes and sensations should shock you or offend your nervous system The Ostrich is the very paper for you-to read.

month should be laid in. Canned goods and conserved sweets should be bought sparingly. Meat is always a most expensive article, and not a particle of it should be allowed to go to waste.,r

"THE KAFFIR OFF D*JTY. I

To begin with, this singular Cornish1 AfriSan Mine LaborertfLead a MoJournal is printed on a delightful pale' notonoaa Life. rase colored paper. It has a great an^ever

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Revolving Round a Small Boy. As one of the Columbia cars stopped at street one evaning a rather stout woman descended to the street and walked diagonally toward the sidewalk. A little fellow on a wheel, who afterward proved to be the woman's son, dashed toward her from the rear with the evident and praiseworthy intention of welooiulng her Home. The brake did not work in time, however, and he collided with his mother with cpnsiderable force.

This enraged the lady, and turning, after she ii^d recovered her balance, she proceeded to warm the youngster with an umbrella. Two young fellows, who had no clew to the relationship existing between the thrasher and the thrashed, happened to be passing, and one thinking the punishment administered too severe, interfered, and catching hold of the umbrella told the woman she ought to be ashamed of herself for beating a little boy that way.

Just at this juncture the woman's husband came out of the house, and seeing a man with one hand grasping his wife's umbrella and the other clutching his son's collar, prooeeded to mix up with the young man without further introduction. At this the companion of the young man put in his oar, and the fight promised to embrace the entire neighborhood, when the butcher, who lives on the corner and who had seen enough -to grasp the situation, separated the oombatants long enough to explain matters and save the participants from arrest.—Washington Post

Cooking: Thermometers.

Cooking thermometers are rather expensive—those of American manufacture cost $3.50 and imported thermometers $5—but the sale of them is increasing. They are made of porcelain and of iron, the standard supporting the tube containing the mercury inclining backward at an angle from tho -base, so that the marking can be easily read. The scale is. marked up to 400 degrees and over, and the several proper cooking temperatures are set forth on the thermometerK as follows Correct heat for roasts in ovens: Pork, 820 veal, 320 be»f, 310 mutton, 300. Correct heat for baking: Puff pastry, 340 bread, 840 pastry, 320 meat pies, 200. Cooking thermometers are sold for household ui» and for hotels and'restaurants.

Going the Limit. i.

A State street restaurant carries beside the doorway a board which says that throe eggs will be served "in any style" for 10 cents.

It is said that a man bringing with him a trace of Irish brogue came into the place the other day aud called the waiter over to him. "Throe eggs for 10 oents?" .he asked. "That's right." "Any style?" "Any style." "Well, I'll have one fried, one boiled and .one poached, and hurry 'em up."— Chicago Record.

Cood Reason.

Doctor (just arrived at the scene of "the accident)—What on earth are you holding his nose for?

Pat (kneeling beside the victim)—So his breath won't leave his body, of course.— London Fun.

In the ninth century they began to shoe, horses, but, strange to say, only in time of frost. King William I intfroduoed horseshoeing into England, and six horseshoes^ are on the coat of anus of the man to whom WUliam gave vast estates fwoaasj for his kond in this iraf

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adopted the method of inclosing all their native employees inside a compound and shutting them in like prisoners until their time of service had elapsed.

Visitors to the compounds often take in a pound or so of the native ooarse tobacco, for a handful of which the Kaffirs, under stress of their deprivation of tobacco as well as liquor, will often gladly exchange fine old native bracelets abd knobkerries. The native method of smoking is peculiar. After the pipe is filled several long pulls are token and the smoke swallowed. The bowl is then taken off, the stem is inserted in a bowl of water and the water is sucked through it and. swallowed also. Then comes the tug of war. The man who can hold out longest without coughing is considered a hero. After a short time the smoker will convulsively cough for 15 or 20 minutes and one can quite understand why the Kaffir is not allowed out to buy tobacco. In the case of the traveler who gives these details the mine manager asked him to ccase bartering the vile stuff for native trinkets otherwise the whole relay would be unfit to go down when its time came.

The Kaffir usually returns home after six months or a year at the mines and is considered a rich man. He buys two or more wives and takes his ease while they do all the work.—Pittsburg Dispatch.

Frnits Canned at Home.

It is said the American stomach has un.versally suffered from the use of canned goods. This, of course, applies only to bought goods which contain some chemical to preserve them. Peas, beans and tomatoes are treated to preserve their color, and with the exception of tomatoes all vegetables, it is said, contain something to prevent fermentation. Fruits, being .without starch, keep more easily than vegetables, but many are variously treated to insure their fair appearance as commercial articles. Nearly all fruits and some vegetables are easily canned for winter use, and if a housekeeper once supplies her own storeroom bought goods will never after have an attraction for her.

It is a mystery why we use bought canned tomatoes when we are so often warned against their injurious effects and when home canned ones are so much better, altogether wholesome, so easily prepared and keep so well. Perhaps it is because of an impression that the bought ones at 9 or 10 cents a can are cheaper. This is not the case. The first cost of quart jars at retail as 40 cents a dozen. Tomatoes at the height of their season can be bought, even in cities, at 95 or even 20 cents a bushel. So, even the first season a quart jar would not cost 10 cents, and after that the cost of the jars can be subtracted, making the cost of the canned vegetable nominal.—Ella Morris Kretschmar in Woman's Home Companion.

AFTER A VACATION.

COMING HOME TO FIND HOW JACK HAS BEEN KEEPING HOUSE.

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We've been away for perhaps two whole months. Our rooms have been cared for. Our meals have appeared as if fay magic. We have had no fear of losing the cook. Life has been one long holiday, a perfect little stretoh of life, if only he (you know who "ho" always is^—if only he had been there. But he could not leave the firm so long, and bas been trying to pass the time at home, sleeping at the house to keep out burglars and running down- every two weeks to see y*u..

Once started for 'home, your heart warms. You feel a longing for all your household duties. You want to see the pretty table and get nestled down in your own cozy quarters. After all, there is no place like home, but it is like a dash of cold water when you really stand key in hand before the door.

The porch is covered with dust, cigar ends and ashes. There are some newspapers poked in among the vines, and you see three or four of your best glasses and your pet pitcher standing on the floor in a corner. They are clouded and redolent with memories of past milk punch.

Oh, dear, what are men made ofl You should think that ten years of life with you would have taught Jack to love order, and, from the looks of things, he only endures it for your sake.

Once inside tjie house you know that not a window has been opened since you left Dead tobacco is so strong that it nearly drives you out, and yet everything looks in order—that is, until you reach the dining room.

Now, Jack may have built you a 30 room house, or you may rent one of seven rooms only be the capacity .of the house what it may, he has used four rooms and left his not too artistic mark upon them.

In the dining room the table is a sight to break a woman's heart It is literally piled high with debri6. Every chafing dish you own has been used, and covers, water basins and pans arc alike one mass of what was once a delectable dish.

You are iu luck if he has not used the brass kettle to heat milk and left it half full. You will find a defunct "rabbit" in one pan, a mixture of egg and fried tomato in another and congealed gravy in a third. Every salt or pepper pot in tho house is tjiere, and all your spices, .'pickles, jellies, butter aud bits of bread, steak bones and eggshells, corncobs and empty bottles, and all your knives corroded by lemon or lime juice.

Glasses Btand everywhere each chair has played the part of side table, and little white rings and stains show whero alcohol has been split, while other deeper scars tell of the times* that the lamp has run over and burned the table. v,': "Oh, that man! How could he?"

Next comes the kitchen. The coal scuttle is full of garbage, the sink is a mighty pyramid of dishes previously filled aud horribly dirty.

Not a pot or a pan, hardly a dish, remains clean for you to begin home life on. You open every window, and spiders run away as you let in the light. If you area good general, you accept the inevitable, order your maid—I pray you have one with you—to empty the scuttles and build a fire, to put on a boilerful of water, pile every dish into it, well scraped, add soap and thus make a ,general? and safe .onslaught upon the principal enemy.

You go up stairs in fear and trembling. Your room—his room—is a sight. Every pillow in the house has done service. The spread and blankets are in one corner on the floor. All his shirts, socks, collars, are lying somewhere near the closet door, where he always throws them for you to collect and send to the laundry. The windows are open'here and the light, shows the dust, the shaving papers, the newspapers and again the bottles and glasses. "Man without woman is a savage," you exclaim, and pass on.

The rest of the house only needs fresh air and a duster until you come to the bathroom, and there your towels, the best damask as well as the coarse huckaback, lie in close, wet wads. There is tooth powder everywhere and soap enough for six people, but the tub is clean, and, after all, you sit,down and consider.

This is what you must pay for leaving him to himself for weeks. Have you & right lib complain? While you paid an extra price at the hotel. and had only to push the button and everything else was done, he, poor Jack, had to cfo everything or else lot everything go. He has made little trips with his men friends, but in the main he has been true to his trust and guarded the house. He has amused himself with the chafing dish. He has slept, washed and eaten—that is all-—and have you iiie right to complain?

You decide no. Good, sensible woman 1 Fly to work. I jet order greet your Jack when he comes home with a home feeling in his heart for the first time in two months. He doesn't hate order. He loves it. But he is a child about these things. He needs you. So make a surface cleaning for the day. Remember your good times and pay up like a man.

Hot water and soap—lots of them—will restore the culinary department Hartshorn will wipe out the alcohol and water stains, a little air and a hard rub will blend the dents and scratches on the table top. Fresh air, frosh sheets and a carpet sweeper will reduce your rooms to a bower. The real cleaning must wait a day or two, and a tub in the cellar will soak the towels, a touch of your hand will reduoe the harum scarum bathroom.

You may have to work like a flash, but pay up It is the mauvais quatre heure— the time to pay—rand you can pay royally if your art and head are all right if you make home home on that first night, if you fool the masculine eye into thinking that you really have made order of chaos in those few hours and, most important of all, if you resolutely refrain from one single complaint.

Don't cmplain. You have been out of bonds for eight weeks, and yet in visible and substantial comfort, and Jack has been out of bonds, too, but decidedly the worse, as he knows, for his freedom.

Don't complain. Let him coxae home without any fear of little cloud darkening the sunshine of the first night home. It may sound romantic, but the whole struoture of life is built upon these little things.—Philadelphia Times. ^_

The Ctrl and Seonatlea.

Recreation, properly managed, is' not only conducive to health, but to good looks nnd spirits. Dancing, for instance, is a splendid recreation, but where a delicate girl is allowed to dance all night in overheated rooms, consequently spending the best hours of the next day in a close bedroom, it ceases to do any geod whatever, and die looks faded find dull long before she ought.

Theaters, laws tennis, golf, hockey, rowing, and indeed all kinds of amusements and exercises, are often so overindulged in that a young gtrl often beoomes an invalid ia after years in ooasequenoe.

When a girl is in her first two or three seasons, her mother should be most particular that her hours ate not too late. Take her avray before a ball begins to draw sear its close, refuse all theater soppar jMrttes, avoid to* late hams of ail

kinds. Resist the pleasure of dragging her to half a dozen things the same night, and long before the season is over send her to your oeuntry house, or to the sea, or the mountains.

In these days of rash and overstrain exeercise and recreation properly indulged in will be the best tiling to keep people ia tone, an& they are so valuable that the greatest care should be taken never to overindulge in them.—Leisure Hours.

Politeneaa la Small Things. "Good breeding has oertainly its limitations," said a hostess whose dinner on an exceptionally stormy night had called forth remarks on the subject from every one of her guests. "They really made me feel quite apologetic for the weather and that they should have been dragged from their firesides, as it were, on my account, and yet it certainly was none of my ooncern. It struck me at the time that it would have been far better manners if they had made' no especial comment on tho nastiness of the night. "Another thing I have noticed Is that it does not seem necessary in polite society to Conceal one's breathlessness on one's arrival at the apartment of a friend who happens to be up a couple of flights of stairs. I was lunching at little Mrs. M. 's the other day, and one after another came in almost specchless. Surely they could have taken it slowly enough not to get winded, or waited, if necessary, until they could have entered without emphasizing the fact to their hostess that she was not au premiere. I have noticed no end of little lapses like this from what I consider good form, and with people, too, in whom one would haVe least expected a want of consideration."—Exchange.

-A Hanging Settee.

AneW article of furnitur® which will doubtless especially strike the fancy of women has beeu ecently put on the market. It is called the India swing seat, or hanging settee. The scat is surrounded on thvee sides by a pretty balustrade and hangs by four wrought iron chains from hooks in the ceiling. It can hold two or three people. If hung across a corner, with bright hued cushions, it is very ornamental and attractive. A handsome rug bene&th aud a standard lamp near it com-1 •pleto a cozy corner for comfort as well as appearance. Mrs. George Gould has one oi these in her own sitting room and says it fills a long felt want. One would say it is a cross or combination between the rocking chair and tho hammock.

Whisk Brooms as Dishwashers. One of the most scrupulously neat housekeepers says that she has discovered that the best sort of dishwasher is a whisk broom. This she esteems far above the ordinary soft dishcloths or the twisted oord ones sold in the house furnishing shops. Two such brooms, kept respectively, one for plates and pottery, the other for metal dishes, always hang over the sink in hSr kitchen and are daily used. An especial recommendation is the ease with which they are kept clean, a moment's holding under the running faucet washing away every scrap which may cling to them and an occasional dipping in hot water to which a little washing soda has been added keeping them perfectly sweet.

'JfV.."- Table Linen, The expert la undrew says if you wish your table linen to be glossy you should never starch it. To produce a high, satiny polish on damask it should first be thoroughly dampened and then ironed with a heavy flatiron unti it is absolutely dry. This last point should be emphasized over and over again, for tablecloths and rr. ykins must never leavethe ironing board'in a limp condition. 'If-they are the least moist, they will not Ottly:- look dull and lusterless, but t-hey will soon become wrinkled and lose their shape. This kind of a laundered cloth gives any table an untidy and slovenly appearance, no matter how fine the dishes.—Brooklyn Eagle.

A Boiled Potato.

Here is a little fact for the thoughtful housekeeper: "Nature has ordered that the skin of the potato be made of a corky nature to retain the juices and nourishing properties of the vegetable. These are lost when the skin or envelope is taken off. A chemical analysis shows that the water in which was boiled a pound of peeled potatoes contained 17 grains of oarbonate of potash. All that nourishment the jackets would have secured to the vegetable. Again, analysis shows that a peeled boiled potato takes 3K hours to digest. A potato baked or boiled in the skin ordinarily diges^tg in two hours."

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A woman with a clever, original brain and deft fingers can, however small her purse, work wonders in the decoration of her home. One such Woman recently rejuvenated one of her apartments and made it a ^veritable place of beauty. She accomplished the transformation with a pot of paint. Bcveral rolls of cheap, coarse burlap, nickel headed tacks, common sense, quick fingers and good taste. She is going to paper another room soon and will buy the rough fiulsh wrapping papor and stcncil it hepgelf.,

Charcoal and Cabbage.

9 The cook who keeps a box of charcoal In the kitchen closet and pops a lump in the cabbage pot as much as a matter of course as sho uses salt need nevor fear the odor that follows the careless boiling of this vegetable. A generous sized vessel, well filled with water, also adds much to the delicacy. A strong, unpalatable scent and flavor are sure to follow if but little w^ter is used. y* Precocity.

Mrs. Figg—Tommy swore today. Mr. Figg—Where is he? I'll fix him. There's time enough for him to begir swearing wlieu he is grown up and mar ried.—Indianapolis Journal.

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WHY HE L0ST A RACE

THE TRULY ROMANTIC STORY OF,A QUARTER MILE DASH.

A Trick That Tale Played on Cornell—A Sweet Girl Kescned Prom a Watery Grave—Congratulations of an Unexpected Kind After tho Race.

"So you want to know why I didn't win I the quarter mile dash in 189-, do you?" 6aid the Cornell man as we sat smoking and# looking out on the blue waters ol Lake Cayuga from the Sheldrake inn. I "Yes," I said. "When I last saw you] in the spring of that year, you were running in magnificent form, and we all' banked on you to win for the red and white." "Well," said my friend, "there art pre-! cious few people who know anything abomt the reason, but I don't mind telling you. "You know, of course, what the feeling* at Cornell was and still is, for that matter,, toward Yale. When I first 6truck the col-1 lege back in 1893, the feeling was very' strong. On the night I was initiated into my frat the second toast proposed,^ at the banquet was the old, familiar OUc,

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h—l with Yale!' The first time I went into Casey's, down on State street, where the college crowd used to do their drinking, I saw a gang of fellows in the back room, with .Toe Colnon in his shirt sleeves standing on the table feading tho singing, and at the end of, efiSvy verse old Joo: would wave his schupcr and cry, 'To h—1 with Yale!' 'To.h-r-1 with.Y^le!' was the reply from a hundred lugtytHpoats, and then every one took a drink. "Well, when I brpan to.show a little speed tho seniors wiild como down to Percy field and watch me and talk about it among themselves. Along in 1894 I began to move so fast that I surprised my-1 self, and then the trainer was beside him-j self. 'We'll beat Yale with you, mo boy,' he used to say, and I could see the whole srowd was watching me and depending on me to do it, and I had determined to do it if there was a possible chance. "Well, I knew some Now York people, and had been down at their house for a week before the games were to come off, but I had kept up my training, and used to take long runs and finish with a few short dashes along the beach of the sound on whose banks their country house stood. "I might mention incidentally that there was a lfl-year-old daughter of the family in whom I was deeply interested, and who had led mo to believe that she looked upon me with favor. Sheldon, the great Yale sprinter, also knew her, but he didn't seem to be in the running. "Well, the day before the match, when I was taking my last run along tho beach, I heard cries for help coming in from the beach. The source of these cries was hid-

forth* latter part of the time she was over me, erying softly and wringing her hands. "I went down to New York that evening and showed up the next morning at Manhattan field. Isefmedto fael ail right, and bo I went to the nark to Jny trial heat, which I won all right, though there was no one vary good against me. "Well, in the afternoon I toed the mark for the final Right next to me was Sheldon of Yale, and he was the only man I feared. 'Set,' said the starter, and we crouched, tense, quivering, every muscle and nerve in readiness. Off went the pistol and away we sprang. I felt rather weak, but took the lead, confident ©f my own powers of endurance, and that I would win all the way.

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A TERRIBLE

And it has smashed prices to atoms. The damage is something awful but it will prove a great benefit to the people of Terre Haute.

High prices have been demolished and the public has an opportunity that will never again present itself to save money.

This is your time to buy cloaks.,.. .We will save you 33% per cent. Come in and see us.

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There is only one place in town to buy them and .buy thefri cheap—it Is at this popular low priced emporium.,

MILLINERY. •,

Our styles are the latest and our goods the best and we guarantee no one can meet our prices. We trim your hat free of charge. Blankets, Hosiery, Und erwear, Skirts, Etc. All these goods you will find, on our shelves and at prices we guarantee the lowest.

Come in and see us and do your fall trading and you will save 33^ per cent, on every dollar you spend. Everything as represented or your money back at

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"Within 60 yards of the wire I began to feel weak, but I kept on, bound to lower Yale's colors. 'Brown 1 Brown 1' shouted the Cornell crowd, and the old cheer of •Cornell, I yell,, yell, yell Cornell I' began tp sweep across the field. "Nearer and nearer to the wire, and closer and closer behind me I heard the footstcpfe of plucky Sheldon, as he pulled up foot by foot And then he passed me, and a mighty cheer of 'Eli, Eli, Eli, Yale!' went up. I saw his white, drawn face as ho slowly passed me and with a mighty effort I summoned every energy and again passed him. But it was useless. Ovartaxed nature rebelled and with a 6weep of green and purple lights circling around me I fell across the line, beaten, not by Sheldon, but by my efforts of the day before, when I rescued Marjorie. "The boys got mo out to the clubhouse, end after working on me an hour got me so I could walk. And I went baok to the grand stand leaning on the arm of my chum, confident of a tender reception from Miss Marjorie. I found her hanging to Sheldon's arm, with a radiant and they both had the nerve to ask me to congratulate them, as they were just engaged. •, Well, I summoned up enough presence of mind to do so, but I got away as soon as I could. "And that's why I lost the race and why so few know the reason. I didn't care to talk abou!/it much and I wish I .hadn't now, so I'm going to take smoke and think how big a fool I was."—Detroit Journal.

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