Bloomington Telephone, Volume 11, Number 20, Bloomington, Monroe County, 16 September 1887 — Page 3

A CLOSE CALL. Buffalo Bill's Thrilling Night Adventure, MM Told by HJin&elC It ras a perfect afternoon Borne twenty years ago that I mounted my steed and got oat from Horseshoe Valley. I was alone and bent on sport, bear by choice, bat anyhow sport I oon got out of sight of the station, and as my horse strode through the underwood he frequently scared up game, sage-hens and jack-rabbits. Antelope and deer were every moment passing my trail as I gradually ascended the mountain side, until the country pot bleaker and wilder, and the vegetation Jess marked. Then I knew that I was in a likely sort of place for bear, but still I saw none. In this way I got Along, until, fueling the pangs of hung.T, I shot a bird and, dismounting, unsaddled my horse, tied him up, and, having built a little fire and cooked the bird, I made a square meal, and fixed myself right away for a couple of hours siesta. This over, I remounted, and, -disappointed at tbe lack of bear, decided to camp out for the night, in hopes of getting better sport the next day. I rode on, therefore, until dusk, for the days were drawing in, and it was dark early, and having found a suitable -camping place, I shot a couple of sagehens for supper and breakfast, and made all snug. I had just tethered my animal, and was about to light the fire, when I was startled by the sound of a horse whinnying further up the stream. I was very much astonished, for I was in an exceedingly wild country, miles away from camp, and the last place in the "world where to expect to find men. I immediately ran to my animal to prevent him answering the sound, and, pondering over it, concluded that there must be some Indians camping near by. I was very anxious to find out who the owner of the strange horse was, and -that, if possible, without letting him know of my presence. I, therefore, took my gun and made on foot for the spot. Judge my surprise when, having descended a few hundred yards, at seeing over a dozen horses grazing. I was evidently in the neighborhood of a large party, and soon discovered their whereabouts by a ray of light streaming from the bank near by. I carefully crept up to the spot and found that the light came from a dug-out in the mountain side. I listened and heard voices, and soon distinguished language which told me that the inhabitants, whoever they were, were whites, and not Indians. They were evidently a party of trappers; so thinking I would make their acquaintance, I boldly walked up to the door and knocked. I heard a muttering, as of whispered consultation, and then a -gruff voice called out, "Who's there?" "A white man and a friend," I replied, and without more ado the door was opened by a great hulking fellow, who bade me enter in tones none too courteous. I entered the dug-out and gazed upon eight of the most villainous looking men it has ever been my lot to see. I recognized two immediately as having been discharged some months back from their employment for horse-stealing, and they had also been charged with murder. The rest were strangers to me, but I soon saw that they were all well suited to one another. They were evidently a band or horse thieves and desperadoes, the curse of the country and a danger to every honest man. I was speedily put through my paces. "Where are you going, young man, and who is with you?" demanded he who seemed to be the chief. "I am entirely alone. I left Horse shoe Station this morning for a bear hunt, and not finding any bears, deter mined to camp out for the night and wait till to-morrow, and was just turning in when I heard your horse whinnying and so came up to your camp to see if there were any pals of mine here." This answer was evidently regarded as not entirely satisfactory. 44 Where's your horse?" demanded the chief. "I left him down the creek," I answered. The men immediately proposed going to fetch the animal, but I saw at once that this would never do. I was at the same time entirely in their hands, and could not do much against eight men, h, not liking the idea of their fetching my horse, and so catting off my only means of escape, I promised to fetch it myself. IH leave my gun here," I said, "and will bring up the horse." This did not, however, suit the gentlemen. 41 Jim and I will go with you after your horse," said the chief, "but you can leave your gun here just the same." It would hare been idle to resist, so, cheerfully saying "All right," I put down my double-barrel, and followed my ruffianly leaders. We went down the creek in the dark. There was no moon, and it was hard to see where we were putting our feet At length we reached the horse, when one of the men unhitched the rein, and said, Til lead Lim." "Very well," I said, "lead off." I picked up the sage-hen I had shot. We turned and retraced dur steps, the thieves leading my horse and I following in the rear. My plan of escape had failed, and things began to look ugly. I suddenly resolved to fight for my freedom. I had two revolvers with me, the men not having taken the trouble to search me as yet It was pitch dark. I purposely dropped one of the sagehens I was carrying, and asked the man next to me to pick it up. He stooped and began to feel for it on the ground, when I quickly drew my Colt and struck him a tremendous blow on the back of the head, knocking him senseless to the ground. I then rapidly turned round, and saw that the man in front had heard his companion fall and had turned to see what was the matter, his hand upon his revolver. We faced each other simultaneously, and before he had time to fire I shot him dead through the head. Then jumping on my horse I made tracks through the darkness as well as the rough ground would allow. The other outlaws in the dug-out hod, however, heard the shot, and, guessing that there was trouble, they all came

rushing down the creek, and following

the sound of my horse s feet, gave me chase. It was a ride for life, and I trofired not my horse. The ground was 20 zh and hard, and my hunters were

c-nine on me. Soon I heard them

firing at random; then their voices as they crept on to me. The game was up; I had but one chance of escaping with a whole skin. Leaping off my horse, I gave him a hard slap, sending him careering off along the valley, while I rapidly took to the underwood just as my pursuers ruuhed by in hot haste, believing that I was still on the back of my horse they heard clattering down the ravine. I passed that night in the open, and at early dawn, tramped, footsore and weary, and played out, to the nearest station, some twelve mile3 off, where I told the story. We formed a party and rode to the dug-out to interview my comrades of the previous night, but to no purpose. The dug-out was deserted as though it had never been the habitation of man. and the onlv trace of human handiwork to be seen was a newly closed grave. Strength of the Porters of Constantinople Another curiosity of Constantinople, which does not excite disgust, but, on the contrary, a surprise akin to admiration, is the hamel, or porter. His name, which has in Arabic the same origin as that of camel, describes him quite well. He is, in fact, a camel without the hump; but this hump is, however, more or less represented by a large leather cushion resting on his back, and intended to support his burden. Moreover, the Turkish porter has the sobriety, the pationce, and the strength of the camel. The French proverb, "As strong as a Turk," must have been suggested by the sight of this burden-carrying biped, whose back is strong enough to carry frightful loads. One hardly dares to tell of some of their feats of muscle, for fear of being considered a boaster. Here are two, however: One day when I changed my lodgings, I had three men come to move my piano. They tied it up firmly with straps. Then two of them went away, and the third, stooping down, raised the piano, and placing it upon his back, carried it a distance that took more than three-quarters of an hour. On another occasion I met a hamel who was carrying upon his back an enormous calash, the wheels and axletrees of which had been taken off and fastened to one side of the vehicle. The only thing wanting was the two horses on his arms. The passers-by, accustomed as they were to these prodigies of strength, stopped to see this diminutive Hercules walk by, who disappeared under his load, taking an easy and even step and uttering at the same

time the word "guarda." The frugality of the hamel is equally surprising. Who knows but it is one of the secrets of his strength? He never eats any cooked food, except a little rice, and a kind of soft and insipid sea-cracker called pide in Turkish, and taking the place of bread. His ordinary food consists of cucumbers, which he eats with the skin on, salad without salt or reasoning, and uncooked onions. Hamels never drink any wine, beer, or spirituous liquors, and thus present a conspicuous refutation to the claim of those that insist that the drinking of alcoholic and fermented beverages sustains and increases one's strength. In times of drought thev follow the example of

camels, their brethren. If they are thirsty, very well; they do not" find

fault, but wait till wet weather comes. Houses. We are too wise to consult astrologers nowadays, but should a glib politician, who can talk for hours at a stretch, simply give us his word that certain things will happen if we do not follow his lead, we shout at once, "a Daniel, a Daniel," and vote him into power to save us from all kinds of terrible calamities. The mere fact that he has proved to be in the wrong over and over again is nothing. "Words, not deeds, n is the motto of the time, and a jawbone is as powerful now as in the days of Samson. But as this brings us to the threshold of a house we do not care to enter, let us pass on quickly. There are houses which have been built upon the sterling qualities and noble deeds of some brave, or wise, or honest, persevering men, and have been supported by their worthy successors until we find them classed among the noble houses of the land. Not all great houses, however, have such honest foundations. Some have been founded on a fair lady's charms; some spring from the successful cringing of a wily courtier; others from the supple voting and artful maneuvreing of a turn-coat politician. The royal houses of England, among which we may surely class the Stuarts as an unlucky house, have, in their rising and falling, lifted and brought down many a noble family, brought many a head to the scaffold, and caused thousands of gallant men to shed their blood upon the battlefield. The quarrels of the houses of York and Lancaster filled the land with misery and bloodshed, set father against son, brother against brother, devastated the land, lost our possessions in France, and utterly destroyed many of the ancient noble families. That fatal morning in the Temple Gardens, when the roses were chosen as symbols of haired instead of love, had far worse results than Warwick feared when he said the day Shall send, between the red rose and the -white, A thousand souls to death and deadly night. All the Year Round. Willing to Correct He walked into the office looking pretty much like a man dissatisfied with general results. "Can I see the editor?" he inquired. He was directed to the foot of the throne. "Good morning, sir, 19 he began gruffly. "MorxinV' grunted the editor. "I came in," he proceeded, "to tell you of a misprint in the paper." "What is it?" "Well I sent a notice here that my friend Smith had just been married, and your infernal compositor got it, 'Mr. Smith has just been martyred.1 " "Ugh, ou call that a misprint, do you? Well I don't, and I've raised that compositor's wages. If you don't like it, Bend Smith around to me ten years from now, and if he wants it corrected, I'll have it done." The visitor departed to see Smith. Merchant Traveler.

The Exhaustion of Petroleum. It can hardly be doubted, I fear, that the supply both of oil and gas has now been so largely drawn upon that within less than a score of years scarcely any will be left which can be brought at reasonable prices into the market. Tho boundaries and extent of the oil regions have been determined. All the sands in which oil will ever be found iu such quantities as to be worth working are known, and Imvo been drilled through in various places. It is scarcely possible that any new fields will be discovered which will be comparable either in extent or productiveness with those now known. So far back as January, 1883, Prof. Lesley pointed out that no petroleum is now being produced in the Devonian rocks, either by the process akin to distillation or otherwise. What has been stored up in the past, a process which probably lasted for millions of years, may be got out. But when these reservoirs are exhausted there will be an end of the petroleum supply. "The discovery of a few more pools of 2,000,000 or 3,000,000 barrels each can make little differonce." Mr. Carll, whose opinio on the geology of the oil-bearing districts may be regarded as decisive, has come to a similar conclusion. "There are not at present," he pointed out quite recently, "any reasonable grounds for expecting the discovery of new fields which will add to the declining products of the old, so as to enable the output to keep pace with the shipments or consumption." The stored petroleum in this region has then been very nearly exhausted. In less than a generation a small part of the population of this continent alone has used up nearly all the valuable stores of energy which had been accumulated during" millions of years of the geologic past. Moore recent inquiries confirm the conclusions of Prof. Lesley and Mr. Carll. The signs of exhaustion in the oil-producing regions can now be clearly recognized. During the last four years there has been a steady diminution in the output, accompanied by an increase in the price per barrel, which, nevertheless, does not even maintain the nominal annual value of the supply. Mr. Wrigley announced in 188. that 154,000,000 barrels of oil had already been raised up to the beginning of that year, and expressed the opinion that not more than 96,000,000 barrels remained to be raised. In this last estimate he was undoubtedly mistaken, for up to the beginning of 1885 no fewer than 261,000,000 barrels had been raised, and in the year 1885 an many as 21,042,041 barrels (nearly 3,000,000 fewer than in 1884) were obtained. But although the estimate in 1882 of the quantity of oil still remaining fell far short of the truth, and though we may admit as possible that even now much more oil remains to be put out than the most experienced geologists suppose, the signs of approaching exhaustion are yearly becoming more unmistakable. The expense of bringing the oil to the surface grows greater year by year, and threatens to become so great that the profit of working the oil stores will be evanescent. So soon as that state of things is approached we mt.j be sure that the oilmen's occupation in Pennsylvania and Western New York will be gone. It has been stated that the Japanese, unwilling to let the least fraction of the earth's interior stores be lost, have been known to excavate a vertical shaft to a depth of 600 feet in order to raise a few gallons of oil per day. But in America, when the oil mines are so near exhaustion as this, they will be abandoned; nay, they will be abandoned long before they approach such a condition. With the failure of the oil supply, all the collateral branches of industry associated with it will fail too. Knowledge. Brought Him Back. The conversation had turned upon the perniciousness of practical joking, when a well-known business man said: "Don't speak of practical joking don't make the merest reference to anything of the kind, for it makes me shudder. You all know Beasley, the commercial traveler. He is an exceedingly good-natured and prankish fellow, so much given to mild joking that on one occasion, only a few weeks ago, a party of us decided to play a joke on him that he would not be likely to forget. We didn't know how to proceed and were tangled up in those perplexing intricacies which come of numerous suggestions when a plan suddenly presented itself. Beasley, having remained in Chicago for several days, decided to go to St. Louis, where his wife and little boy lived, stopping lor e. day at Bloomington to attend to several oustomers whom he had at that place. My plans were laid as soon as he iaade known his intentions, but I preteaded that I did not want him to go, " 'I must,' said ho. I wrote to my wife several days ago, telling hor to address me at Bloomington, ami besides, I have business there that must be ut tended to at once "That night we went to the railway station with him, and when the train had gone we hurried up-town an I set our plans in working order, which were diabolical, I admit to have Bensley crreated in Bloomington and brought back on the morning train. How we chuckled when the officer assured us that the arrest should be made ; and how we gloated over the fact that we would at last get even with our fr:end. " 'He won't know what in the world to think of it said Sam Mayfield. 'I'd like to see his expression of countenance when the officers nab him, and hear his indignant protestations,' " 'He'll howl like a wounded animal,9 remarked Joe Slummers. " 'And do considerable squealing, too,' I replied. "Early the next morning we hurried to the station. Shortly after the train rushed in, Mayfield explained : 'They've got him! See, yonder they come!' "When the officers came up with the prisoner, we rushed forward and ro ared with laughter, explaining that it was all a joke. I should have mentioned before that we brought along a man authorized to release Beasley, Our friend, even after finding that it was all a joke, did not smile, or in the least seem to be relieved. Indeed, his face was deathly pale, and bore such traces f intense suffering that I was deeply

stricken with remorse. He sat down with a despairing drop and covered his face with his hands. " Beasley,' said I, approaching him, 'You must forgive us, old fellow. Kem amber that you have played many a joke on us.' " "Not such an awful joke as this,' ho replied. 'Just as the officers arrested ma the following telegram from my w:.fe was handed me.' "He gave me the telegram, and with a feeling of horror creeping over me, I turned to the boys and read as follows: " 'Our little boy is dead. Hurry home. 'Mary.1 "No," continued the narrator, "you must never ask me to go into a practical joke" Arkansaw Traveler, Don'ts for the Sick-Koonu Don't appear anxious, however great your anxiety. Assume a cheerful expression, and get off an old joke about the patient being a great, liar, or some other antediluvian humor. Such things have a tendency to arouse a patient from thoughts of his condition if anything will. Don't let stale flowers remain in a sick-chamber. The air of a sick-room is bad for plants, and if they are given fresh water and pure air they may reviveDon't jar the bed by leaning or sit ting upon it. If you want to jar the bed, a kick or a thump is much more efl'ective. Don't let the patient know that you are watching him. Go to sleep and s a ore and he will be sure to keep awake and watch the clock for medicine time. Don't have the sick-room temperatare over 60 degrees, If you should lat it get up to 99, and then jestingly remark that you were preparing the patient for the immediate future, it might make him nervous. Sick people are not apt to appreciate a joke. Don't neglect during the day to attend to necessaries for the night. See to it that a good substantial lunch is prepared, and a reasonable amount of drinkables are on hand. The sick always get along better when the nurse i3 well cared for. Don't ask a convalescent if he would like this or that to eat or drink, but prepare the delicacies and present them in a tempting way. To fasten a delicacy on the end of a string and let it dangle in front of the patient's nose is very eifective, and then to jerk it away when he reaches for it causes much amusement and relieves the monotony of the sick-room. Don't be unmindful of yourself if you are in the responsible position of nurse Take care that you get your proper amount of sleep, and let the patient wake you if you oversleep yourtielf. Sick people are naturally wakeful, and even if the patient did doze off and miss the medicine an hour it would be better than to break down the nurse's health and thus make two invalids instead of one. Don't give the patient a full glass of water to drink from- If he is very -shirsty, alleviate his thirst by telling him there is more in the reservoir. Don't allow the patient to get lowspirited. Tickle him under the nose ; punch him in the short-ribs with your thumb, or do something else of a con vivial character to enliven the sick man and keep him in a bright humor. And finally : Don't pay attention to idl the fool advice you read in the papers. Judge. Birthdays We have been considering this question for some time, and have come to the conclusion that it is ti e intemperate indulgence in birthdays that makes so many people grow old, No one is in a hurry to become old except a few men who see no way tc distinguish themselves or attract public attention except by becoming centenarians. And yet we ail invite age by keeping track of birthdays and celebrating them. We gel into the habit when young, and, growing with our growth, it finally becomes almost impossible to shake it oft Parents are a good deal to blame for this, encouraging their offspring as thoy do to remember their birthday in their youth, so that when they are old thoy may not lose sight of it. Occasionally you meet a man who doesn't know the day or even the year in which he was born. The family Bi Ae was loaned to a neighbor or mislaid about the time he made his advent into this vale of tears, and the date was not recorded. Or perhaps he was away from home himself when the evout occurred, and the memoranda war. lost At any rate he never knew a birthday. He may have missed some presents and congratulations as a boy, but on the whole he has been a gainer by it, we think. He doesn't get up in a gloomy state of mind some particular morning in the year and say: "To-day I am a year older than I was a year ago to-day ;w or "This day begins my fortieth (or fiftieth, as the case may be) year, Alas, I am growing old." He is not bothered about such things at all, bat just keeps on without hardly realiz in,? that time is dying. A man wh doesn't bother himself about birthdays can accumulate a right smart stock of years and hardly feel the weight of them. It is keeping the run of them that makes a fellow tired. Women are less prone to keep an exact account of birthdays than men. Sometimes they let two or three pass by without giving heed to them, particularly after they are 35. If unmarried, they commence to skip birthdays earlier than that Men advanced in years brag how old they are, frequently, but a woman never. That is the first subject on which her memory seems to fail her. It is an amiable weakness, and we should not be too hard upon her for it. It comes from her desire to please us, and how can she do it better than by remaining always young? Texas Sifting tt They (Nearly) All Do It, Her Mother and His Moiber-in-Law He's a brute, my dear, but don't cry. I gave you to him because he said he knew the secret of making yor. happy. Daughter Well, he's kept his secret admirably. French Fun. The: heart is a small thing, but desireth great matters. It is not sufficient for a kite's dinner, yet the whole world is not sufficient for it. Hugo de Anima.

Owning Land. There are probably mere peple in the world to-dav who hold the principle ti:.at there should bo no private ownership of land than 'there ever were before. Iu its essence it is a very old principle, older than Christianity; for u::;der the Koman llepubho measures for redistribution of land were repeatedly urged. Of course, if the government may take a man's land away from him, to give it to another man, in order to o jualize property, it may take away land from all owners, and bestow it upon no one, in order to abolish poverty. No doubt the agitation against land ownership in our day has gained much of its force from the war between laudlords and tenants in Ireland. A whole people has been brought to the point of regarding as a grievance the possession of the titlo to laud, by men who do not work it. The Government of Great Britain, by its Irish land laws, has conceded this much : that the laudlord may not enforce his own will in determining how much rent the teuant shall pay, but must accept what a tribunal decides to be fair rent. Socialism, too, has made great progress both in America ac d in Europe. The Socialist holds that there is no individual right that should not be ruthlessly swept away if it stands ever so little in the way of the rights of the community. Seeing that rich men own land, while poor men do aot, and seeing, also, that the poor are more numerous than the rich, lie jumps to she conclusion that the community suffers because every mjvn does not possess an equal right to all land. Although some of those theories are at pre&ent quite popular, and will probably become more popular for a time, we do not think, they will be long-lived. They are contrary to every principle of human progress. It is only this very year that Congress has consented to allow the allotment of land "in severalty" to Indians. Heretofore all the laud in an Indian reservation belonged to the tribe as a whole, and could not be divided. Under the new law separate tracts of land may be given to individual Indians as their exclusive roperty. Why is this done? lor the good of the Indians themselves, t is a measure to redeem them from wandering, savage habits; to attach them to one spot; to inspire them with enterprise, by enabling each one to have and retain that -which his industry gains; and to point out the way by which men, now lazy and shiftless, may also acquire the means of 'living in comfort. It is impossible to belie ve that civilized men can be benefited by adopting the system which prevents the Indians from emerging from their condition of barbarism, and yet there is no doubt that so long as they have :ao place they can call home, the Indians will continue to be hunters and thriftless wanderers. The opponents of la ad ownership are really fighting against human nature. God made men different from each other. Man cannot make them alike. For thousands of years the world has been drawing nearer and nearer to the accomplishment of what seems to be the divine plan, for it is just and humane. What is that plan ? It is a system of law in which every man has an equal, chance to take that position in life for rhich his ability and hirt industry fit him. This it is which fosters enterprise and insures human progress. Take away the right which a man lias to his farm and its products, and who will manure, plow, sow, and reap it? Takeaway his right to his town Jot, and who will build n house upon it? "Who will build factories? Indeed, who will work at all if there are to be no investments into which one may put his earnings with a certainty that they will not run away, or that some one will not run away with chem? No. The scheme looks well when ane sees only that the purpose is to secure as much for the poor as for the rich; but when one sees, also, that it is proposed to do this by making all men poor, by taking away the greatest motive to industry, it is. not worth thinking about a second time. Youth's Companion. The Dark Side or Things, Some people will pers is t in. taking a gloomy view of everything. There is a man of that kind in Austin, living in ward No. 13. A neighbor happened to drop in to see him the other day and found everybody lively except the head of the family. "How are you all coming on? "We are all tolerable except Bob, He is laughing and joking because he is going fishing. I just know that he is tfoiue: to come home drowned, and

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him somewhere. " Well, the rest seem to be cheerful. n "Yes, sorter. Jemimy is jumping and skipping about because she is going to a candy pulling, but I know something will happen to her. I read of a girl in Philadelphia only last year who was coming from a candy pulling, when a drunken man threw bis wife out of a three-story window and killed her." "Killed who?" "Jemimy." ' Why, no; there she is. 4 'Well, it might have been her if she had been on the pavement below where the woman fell. " "Well, you are looking healthy. " Yes, I feel just like the man did who dropped dead in New York last week from heart disease. He was in high spirits and had a good appetite, and them's just my symptoms. n Texas Sifting s Rapidity of Tree Growth. Cultivated in groves, the average growth in twelve yeara of several varieties of hard wood has been aacertaiued to be about as follows : White maple reaches 1 foot in diameter and 30 feet in height; ash, leal maple, or box elder, 1 foot in diameter and 20 feet in height ; white willow, IS inches and 40 feet; yellow willow, 18 inches and 35 feet ; Lombardy poplar, 10 inches and 40 feet; blue and white ash, 10 inches and 25 feet ; black walnut and butternut, 10 inches mi 20 feet Arkansaw Traveler.

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