Terre Haute Evening Gazette, Volume 6, Number 171, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 31 December 1875 — Page 6

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Serenade.

The following verses by Fitz Greene Hallock, hitherto unpublished, were written in 1814: Awake, my love, awake, awake,

Shake off soft slumber's power It is thy lover's voice doth break The stillness of the hour. Night's ®loomy veil now shrouds the skies,

And I in darkness rove, But oh! arise and let thine eyes Illume tho night, my love.

The glittering planets of the night Unclouded now I see, But ah, to me how faint the light,

When absent, love, from thee. Thy beaming glance is brighter far Than all the stars above Then, oh! arise, and let thine eyes

Outshine their light, my love.

Farewell! and now may balmy sleep Its influence o'er thee shed, And holy, guardian angels keep

Their watch around thy bed. And now I'll bit) me to my couch, Nor more in darkness rove, Then ob! sleep on till morning's dawn,

And dream oi me, my love,

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A DESPERATE DE33D.

BY

EKSKINE BOYD,

&DTBOB OF "THE STOKES CIIII.D," "DHIV^S? FROM HOME," &C., &C.

CHAPTER XXXIV.

THE STORY OP CLARE DE COURCY.

"Yon know," commenced Clare, that ,there have always been great obstacles in the wqy of my marriage with Albert?"

Monsieur Daburon nodded in sign of acquiescence. "jP wonder what new fable she ie abo-at to invent," he thought. "The fact is, she is so devoted to this man, that she's capable of saying she committed the murder herself." "'.Che old Count de Valcourt," she confirmed, "quite disapproved of the match, because I had no dowry. He's such ail ambitious old man, that he WOH pile riches upon riches simply to keep up the stately grandeur of the family niwne. It. took live years for Albert to bring his father to his way of thinking1 but at last he triumphed over his scruples, and obtained W8 jQ0i^eijk"!, ..• v:: "Oh! 'fi$'&ate his consent, did he?" said the magistrate, with a sigh, looking wistfully into the earnest eyes and the sweet, flashed face. "Yes. he gave his consent but my grandmother was much hurt at the long delay. You know how proud she is and I think this time she was right. She was dreadfully hurt, considering that our family dates further back than that of the De

lost our landed estates Althong-h the day was fixed, my grandmother declared that the strictest etiquette should bo observed until we were married. You know her way?"

Monsieur Daburon nodded. He did not dare, to trust his voice, for fear it should sound bitter. He knew the old lady. He \ad been snubbed by her, and had not lished it. "Grandmamma is very proud,' you fcow, and she hates to be placed in a

Jlse position. People might think," she fgued, "that I h&d set a trap for, this tpung man with his immense wealth and (stinguished position, therefore she deeded that we were to meet only once a a week, and then in the presence of her friends and acquaintances. We felt this to be rather hard but grandmamma was obdurate, so we were obliged to g-ivft in. Such was the position of affairs, when one Sunday morning I received a little note from Albert, telling me that important business would preyent him accepting my grandmother's invitation for that day. I had a presentiment that some misfortune liad happened. I never slept that night. I awaited the morrow with impatience—with anguish. At last, instead of coniing.himself, he sent his servant with a letter. In this letter Albert implored me to grant him an'interview. It was necessary, he said, that, he should speak to me alone, and without delay. Oar future depended upon it. I didn't hesitate a moment. I wrote in reply that he would fiud rhe at the garden-door that opened upon a little bye-street at the back of our house. I told him to come on Tuesday evening, and to knock three times as the clock struck nine from the Hospital of the Invalides. I knew my grandmolher expected Somo friends that night, and I thoi^fht that in feigning a headache I might be allowed to retire at, early hour. I als» knew that

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ess, owing to her great capacities as a whist player, would be retained by some gray-headed old partner, thus leaving ma freeto.fuL'il my engagement." "Pardon ine for interrupting you," put in Monsieur Daburon. "What day did you write to the Viscount'/''

"Can. you tell me at what hour?" "I think I sent the letter somewhere between, two and three o'clock." "Thank you. Pray go on." "Everything took place exactly as I had foreseen," continued Clare. "In the evening I found myself alone—unwatched. In the drawing-room they were absorbed in music and cards in the servants' offices tho preparations for supper wore engrossing the minds of our house-keeper and.her maids. '-Down I crcpt to the garden, a little befoi-c the time iixed. I/Had succeeded in finding the key to the gar-den-dpor, and I set to work at- once to open it. But the key wouldn't turn in the lock, which was encrusted with dirt and rust. I blew into it—rubbed it. with my pocket-handkerchief—and then used all mystrength to give the key a turn. I gaveit up in desperation when nine o'clock struck, and Albert knocked. Through a chink iii tne pKnel I told him all about it, and, he at once advised my throwing the key over the wall, for him to try—as, of couxse, his bands were stronger than mine.. Try as he might, he didn't succeed a bit tetter than I had done, so I implored hin^ to put off our interview until the morrotf. He wouldn't hear of it—what jie had to tell me admitted o£ no "del&yv For three long days he had .hesitate^ *bout telling me but he felt hex'ouldn.t ieep it from me any long^^. if he didn't tell me, he felt^^^^^m® ff0 lrm/t,

do somethin'g^ols^^^eiM'ftl)?/

destroy himself,

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all this time through tWi

.^talking, ink, I told

you about. At last, he got so impatient, that he proposed climbing the wall. I implored .him not to attempt it. The wall,

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went

know, is a very high one, and

th^ coping is' covered with broken glass, and the branches of the acacias make quite a hedge upon it. But he only laughed at my fears, and said, that unless I gave him express orders to the contrary, he'd be over in a minute. Before I could make up my mind, he had accomplished the feat, and descended, without a scratch or a bruise, into the garden. The news he had to break to me was Hie dreadful catastrophe that had fallen upon him. We sat on the bench in front of the shrubbery but when the rain commenced, we went for shelter into the summerhouse. Midnight had struck when Albert

away, calmer in mind, and almost happy in spirits. He left by the same way he had entered—only with less difficulty, because I persuaded him to use the gardner's ladder, which

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lowered after

he had gone." This story, told in the simplest and most natural way possible, astounded Monsieur Daburon. He did not know what to think. "One question more. Mademoiselle d'Aiv lange," he said. "Had the .rain commenced when the Viscount climtjpd the wall?" "No the first drops fell, as I told you, when we were seated near the shrubbery. I remember it well, because he opened hia umbrella, and I remarked to him that w.e looked,like Paul and Virginia." "Grant Ine a few minutes longer," said the magistrate and, as he spoke, he sat down at his desk, and rapidly wrote two letters.

The first contained an order that Albert should be brought, without delay, to the Palace of Justice.

The second was more minute. It contained instructions to the superintendent to proceed immediately to the Faubourg St. Germain, and examine tlie wall, at the end of the garden, belonging to the mansion of the Dutchess d'Arlange. It explained that the wall had been twice scaled, and the traces of coming and going would naturally be different, especially as to the footprints.

Whilst writing, the magistrate had struck upon a bell sor his servant. "Here are two letters. Take them tc the superintendent, and ask him to attend to them at once. There, be off! Take a cab, and don't lose an instant. Stop! if you can't find tho superintendent, inquire where he is—he can't be far off—and tell him t« see aboat this basinees, without delay." I

Then, turning to Clare, he asked, "Have you kept tne letter in which the Viscount asked you to meet him'?" "Yes I think I have it in my pocket. Here it is!" And she handed him a yea-y rumpled piece of paper.

A suspicion flashed across his mind. This compromising letter was very conveniently at hand. "Young ladies," he thought,'"dofit usually carry about missives of this sort." At a glance, he read the few lines the letter contained. "No date," he murmured "no address not even an envelojjo!"

Clare was too pre-occuj-ried t© hear him. She was trying if she could find some means to prove that the interview between her lover and herself had really taken place. "Monsieur Daburon," she said, abrupt ..U-UaiLl-mir a long silence, "an idea has 71 J™ —if iiT*i-r-ninn -«»•,—Trwtiftirfi|y "i -f time that we are being watched. Now, I took every precaution that my meeting with Albert should be known-only to ourselves but somebody might have seen us, you know. Suppose you summon all the servants—" "•What?" blurted out? the magistrals "compromise yourself to your servants? You must be ravin"-!" "What?" she said, opening her lovely eyes in wonder "you talk to me of my reputation? I don't care one bit about it, as long as he is free!"

IJI spite of himself, the magistrate eould not help admiring her noble self-devo-tion. "And, then, the key," she went on "you remember about the key I threw ov6r the wall to Albert? He didn't return it to me. Perhaps he put it into his pocket and, if you iiiul it in his possession, won't that prove that he was in the garden on Tuesday night?" "I will make a note of it." "I've another idea," sttid Clare. "Send some of your people to examine the wall."

She was quite excited now, and was walking up and down the room, puckering her fair, broad brow into unaccustomed wrinkles in search of "ways and moans." "It has been already done,"- answered Monsieur Daburon. "One of those letters just sent eontaii.1 ed orders for an inquisition to be made at youfr house—a private inquisition of course." "Oh,thapks!—a thousand thanks!" And for the second time she extended him her hand. "I see that at last you intend to help us! Another idea occurs to me. I also wrote to Albert on Tuesday. Ask him for my letter—that will be evidence, won't it?*' "He has burnt it."

Clare lowered her eyes, and the bright flush faded out of her face. She thought she detected a certain irony in the magistrate's voice. In this she was mistaken. He was thinking of the letter Albert had thrown into the fire. It must have been concerning this very letter that he had used the words, "fik6 cannot resist me!" "Don't you think it wbuld have been better, mademoiselle," he said, after a pause, "if the Viscount had told me all this at ih-at, and so have avoided painful: scandal and useless' inquiry?"

The girl raised her head proudly. "It seems to me that a man who really loved and respected a woman, would hardly own—unless he had received her consent—that she had granted him a private interview. A-man ought rather to die. tha^i betray the honor of a woman!"

To use a slang phrase, the magistrate was "shut up." I have still one more favor to ask you," he said, meekly. "It's a mere formality, but a. painful one—that is, thatyou will l'qpeai all that you have told me before a witness, and then sign your deposition."

She didn't feelit in the.least painful— sha was only too delighted. "I know," she went on, with a deep sigh, that I shall be dreadfully talked about, and be perhaps laughed at, as a sentimental girl whose head has been turned by sensation novels but I don't care for the World's praise or blame, as. long as I am sare of his love!"

How the magistrate envied thejirisoner in his-narrow cell—glorified by'the devotion of such a girl!

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XXXV.^^LJ-

GEVKOIi'S MAX.

Monsieur Daburon, with a preoccupied and worried expression of countenance, was mounting the staircase that l6d to his offices in the Palace of Justice.

A:figure was descending at the same

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time. "With an exclamation of surprise he recognized Oid Corkscrew. "Monsieur Tabaret! I'm so glad to meet you! The very man I want!"

The queer old fellow, who was evidently in a state of great fuss and agitation, simply raised his hat, and, waving it in the air, passed on. "Stop!'? cried the magistrate "I want to £peak to you!" "Pardon Tne, sir!—pardon me! but I have important business at home!" "But have you any news?" commenced Monsieur Daburon. "Innocent, sir!—innocent!" said the Daddy, always harping-upon the one suV ject. "I've fresh evidence and, before throe days are over, you'll open your eyes," and no mistake! Wait till you see the man with the ear-rings! Gevrol's gothim! Gevrol's risen in my estimation! I-Ie's not near such a fool as he looks!"

And, without waiting for a reply, he continued his headlong course, still waving his hat in a melodramatic fashion, taking four steps at a time, at the imminent risk of breaking his neck. "Obstinate old fool!" muttered the magistrate, evidently annoyed. "And I have ,so much to tell himl"

In the waiting room adjoining his'private office, upon a bench, Albert de VaJr court, in the custody of a police-officer, was seated, waiting his arrival. "1 will see you in a few moments," said the magistrate, speaking over his shoulder as he opened the door.

In his study, his clerk was talking to a little, withered-looking man, with a depressed expression of face, whose dress and make-up gave you the idea that he was a dramatic author in the last stage of destitution. "You have received my letters?" asked Monsieur Daburon of the clerk. "Yes, sir. The prisoner is here, and this is Monsieur Martin, who has just arrived from the Duchess d'Arlange's house." '"--H "That's all right!" said the magistrate, rubbing his hands with a satisfied ,j|ir. Then, turning to the little old man, "W^ll, sir, what havoyou discovered?" "That some one has climbed the wall." "How long ago?" "About five or six days." "Are you sure about it'/" "As sure as I am sitting- Iwra. The trees and footprints are as plain a the nos^bri your face, if you'll pardon the libe/jy I take in so expressing myself." l.-. "Go on." said the magistrate, with difficulty repressing a smile at this unintentional insult to the most prominent feature in his physiognomy. -v"The thief—I suppose it was a thi4f, sir," continued Monsieur Milrtin, who prided himself on his oratory,—"must have taken advantage of that time of day which is commonly oalled»twilight to get over the wall before the rain commenced, and have gone away almost directly after the afore-mentioned rain was over. These circumstances are easy to be proved when wo compare the wall on the outer si jie of the garden to that o:i the inner side, ^rhe fellow—he must have been as nimble as a squirrel!—climbed hand over hand in going up, but made use of a ladder'in going-down." i'llow did you find that out?"' asked the magistrate. "Because of the holes in the wet earth, upon which the ladder was placed and because at the top of the wall som« of

"Is that all?" "Not all, sir. Three broken necks of bottles have been displaced from the coping, and a branch or two of the au.-wiii-s are twisted and bent. Also, on a thorn slicking out from one of the branche^, I found this little piece of gray leather," which looks to me as though it belonged to a glove."

The magistrate seized the fragment eagerly. ,, it was apiece torn from a pearl g¥ay kid glove. "I hope you took care, Martin," said Monsieur Daburon, "not to raise any suspicions in the house at which you hJive been making these investigations." "Don't you be afraid,1 sir I know what I'm up to. I'm an old bird, and ain't to Ve caught with chaff. The first thing I did was to leave my hat at the wine-fchop round the corner then I rings the bell at the Duchess d'Arlange's door, saying as how I was the servant of a lady who lived in the next street, .and that during my mistress's absence a favorite parrot had escaped out of the window, and made fdr her garden. They politely let me. inland gave me the run of the garden." "You're a clever fellow, Martift," interrupted the magistrate "and I shall not forget to mention your name at headquarters."

He pulled the b?ll as he spoke, whilst the detective, proud of the praises that had been bestowed upon him, backed out, nearly going on all-fours to express his gratitude qnd humility.

Then Albert wa? introduced. "Have you decided, sir," said the magistrate, without further beating about the bn*h, "to explain to mo how you passed your evening on Tuesday last?" "I have already told you how I passed it. I have nothing more to say." "No, sir! you have not told me and I regret to be obliged to tell you that the version you have given is false!"

At this insult, the prisoner's face flushed crimson, and his eyes flashed. "All that-you did upon that, evening I know," continued the magistrate "I have it upon the clearest evidence." He passed, and, speaking very slowly, looked full in the prisoner's face. "I have it upon the evidence of Mademoiselle dArlange herself." •_

At the name of Clare, the face of the ac cused, contracted by a firm determination to betray nothing, quivered for a moment.

A close observer would have said that the change was one of a"great relief, such as might be seen in a man who, by a miracle, escapes a dang«r that seemed almost knminent, vV H"-

Still he was silent. "Mademoisolle d'Arlange," continued the- magistrate, "has told me all. Nay, Bhe has told me in detail everything that occurred on Tuesday evening.

Still Albert hesitated. "I'm not laying a trap for you," added Monsieur Daburon.. "I am speaking to you as one gentleman would to another. I repeat, then, that Mademoiselle^ d'Arlange has told me aH."

This time- Albert mads up his mind to speak. His explanations coincided exacflwwith those of Glare. Either Albert wag'?imocent, or, if guilty, she had been his accomplice.

The magistrate felt convinced th^this could not be the case. He knew shp was innocent, and above all suspicion.

Where, then, was he to beek the assassin? "You see, sir," said xhe magistrate, severely, "thatyou havt been deceiving me You risk yojir head, sir and, that's worse, you are. exposing justice to a most

deploraWe error. "Why didn't you speak the truth from the very first?" "Sir," answered Albert, "Mademoiselle d'Arlange, in granting me an interview confided to me her honor.?' "And you would rather die than speak of this interview?" interrupted Monsieur Daburon, ironically. "You are quite a hero, Monsieur de Valcourt and, instead of living in our prosaic times, ought to have flourished in the days of chivalry." "I'm not the hero you suppose me to be," said the young man, simply. "If I told you that I hadn't counted upon Clare, I would be telling you a falsehood. I was only waiting. I knew that, directly she knew of my arrest, she would brave all to save me. But I thought perhaps she mightn't have h-ard of the great misfortune that had fallen upon me—that her grandmother would have taken some means to hide it from her so I made up my mind to keep her name out of the whole affair."

There was not the slightest tone of bravado in this reply. Monsieur Daburon regretted his irony, and dismissed the prisoner with a few kind words, expressive of his hope that his innocence would shortly be proved. "Bring in Gevrol, now," said the magistrate to his clerk.

The chief of the detective force was absent but his witness, the man with the ear-rings, was waiting in the corridor.

Accordingly, he was brought in, ani placed in front of Monsieur Daburon A short man, with a neck sunk into his 3houlders, robust, and stunted like a dwarf oak. His hair and beard, as white as the driven show, made his sunburnt face look almost the color of mahogany,

He had large hands, unwashed, hard and horny, with knubbly knuckles, reminding one of the hands of a gorilla.

He wore the dress of a well-to-do fisher man from the north coast of France and carried in his great brown ears a pafr of enormous ear-rings, in the shape of an anchor.

It required two policemen to push him into the magistrate's presence This old sea-dog was very timid and bashful.

He came iu,balancing himself as though he were in the last stage of drunkenesp, after the manner of his tribe, rolling his quid of tobacco from one side of his month to the other, and hitching up his trousers, as if they were in danger of tumbling about his knees at every lurch he made.

Tho moment he entered, Monsieur Daburon recognised the portrait drawn by the little ragamuffin witness, at La Jonchere. "He had a face as ted as a sliced beetroot. He wore a »ound jacket, with large pockets at the side, and sticking out of one was a blue-striped pocket-handker-chief. He also wore ear-rings—large earrings—very large." 'd

The magistrate also recognized that, the man before hi in was as good a creature as ever breathed.

Honesty and kindness beamed from every wrinkle in li4s bronzed face. "Your name?" "Pierre Lei^ouge." "Are you any relation to a woman called Claudine Lerouge?" "I'm hel- husband, your honor." "What!"' thought Monsieur Daburon., "The husband of the murdered woman is alive, and yet the police are ignorant of thefact!"_! Always unnerstooci cire'v aB a rv.T._,,^.u4 her friends said so, and she herself in particular." "In course she did!" putin the sailor "We made up that yarn between us, I was dead to her, and slle was dead to me." "Ah! ill,-it was the state of affairs wa it? Yo'i know, I suppose, that she is ue.ui for good and a-!l this time? Poor th she has-been cruelly murdered!" "I've been told all about it, your honor, said the man. "The gentleman who came to arrest me told me the particulars. Here he wiped his forehead with his poc-ket-handkerchief, which, in size, resembled a table-cloth. "Ah! she was bad 'un, and no mistake!" She was always flighty, and stuck up, and wanted to meddle in the-affairs of her betters. She used to say that many a gold piece was to be gained iu keeping secrets for people as didn't know ho-.- to keep them for theirseives. 'Gain?' I used to say. Tou'll gain nothing- but shame and sorrow. To lend you hand to hide the villainies and wickedness of the rich—why it's for all the world like stuffing your mattress, with thorns, with the idea that you'll sleep the batter for it!' But, lor' bless your honor, she was as obstinate as a young donkey, and wouldn't listen to a word I said!" "And in what business was it your wife got mixed up in, eh?" asked the magistrate, "Come, come, my friend, don't be gin a thing without going on with it. You are here to tell the truth, and nothing but the truth!"

Lerouge had placed his hat upon a chair, alternately pulling at his fingers, and cracking each knuckle, or, by way of variety, scratching his head violently. This was his way of summing up his ideas. "I'm coming to that directly your honor,'' said Lerouge, commencing at his finger joints again, till they went oif like BO many crackers. "Now 'we were getting along^ pretty well, and I was as. fond of my wife as ever, when, one morning, I saw sneaking into our house a servant belonging to "the Count de Valcourt, whose estate, is about half a mile off. He was a fellow I neve* liked at all. His name was Germain, and he had a way of humbugging the woman ae didn't suit my reckonings at all. I asked my wife what that ?ood-for-nothing land-lubber had to do in my house. .'Oh,' says she, 'he's only come to ask if I'll take a eliild to nurse.' I wouldn't hear of this we weren't so poor but that Claudine could afford to nurse her own baby. She said she wanted to buy me a piece Of land out of her own earnings—a piece of land which had set my heart upon. So, as us'nal, I gave in, and she had her own way at last." "Go on!-" said the magistrate, getting more and more irritated. "I am going on, your honer,', said the sailor. "I've now come to the part where Claudine got a letter, telling her to start at once for Paris to get tne child. I remember as it was in the evening, and the wind was sou'-sou'-west."

Don't mind about the wind, ae long as it carries you to your destination—that's, all you've got to look to," said Monsieor Dalburon, smiling in spite of his annoyance. "Well, you went to Paris." "I remefober as it was in .'the evening, and the wind was sor'-sou'-west," went oh the ancient mariner, idingin^ to his drifting thoughts, like a drowmhg man to a raft, "and my. wife, seeing as it was tieaW ing up for rain, put off her journey till the next day.: I never says a word, but when she gets into the coauh, dressed up like a ship, in full sail, what does I dd but gets up on the top and follows her unbeknown to the. railway station.4'

Here Lerouge paused, and winked three consecutive times at the magistrate, as indicating his extraordinary shrewdness and penetration.

Continued oa Ihird p-ge._

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Sea-Foam Flour.

Depot at A. & E. REtMAN'S^

Maii eet, between th intk TEBRE HAUTE

l^IMS WOBKS. Devine & Freeland, manufactnrers and dealers in all kinds of hand cut flies, rasps kinds. Southwest corner Filth and Mulberry streets', Terre Haute. Indiana.

Old flies and ras-s re-cut and warranted equal to new. We pay one way on all crd«rs from ihe county by express JBSSEB ROBERTSON. A. J. WATSON

iiOBEETSOfl & WATSON Contractors for Job Crick Work Plastering, Cistern Building, and CalcimlniDg.

guaranteed. Address, Robert-.

son & Walsoa, P. O. Box 2(J1, Terre Haute,

NEW STOTE STOKE. STOTES OF ALL STYLES. Parlor, Cookf

V' —AND— ,*

OFFICE BTOVEg

A Large Assortment aud Lcw l'rices, at

Or. HEIM'S .: North Fourth St., Cook's building BARBER SHOP.

CALEB J. THOSPE,

Successor to Koderus Br Ahem, on Fourth street, between Main aud Ohio. He soliits a share of the public patronage.

JT OHH ©KIEKSOJR,

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HOUSE Grainin« painter's busmess'wil] be attendedfto Vrlt omptnesa and dispatch. Ninth streo a ear Chestnut.

AND SIGN PAIMOWJ Glazing, and all branches of

JOSEPH RICHARDSON, U.

Olflca on Ohio St., bet Third and Fc|

TERRE

HAUTE,ujdianj

ROBERTYASVA]

OFFICE OPIIBA H( TERRE HAUTE, Mnui

pLOWS

(SucceHsor to Geige^- ABrsnsS

Locksmith, fiell-Hange Steneil Cotter:

ap Speaking .Tubes. The

WK«^iwholesale

?j?n,d 'I1®11 tinneSf and retail

promptly attended to

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,t'^' "•..=»"' w?i apigr^

of Real Estate.

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B£1L ESTATE AGEST, MAIN ST., BET. FOURTH AND FIFTH, o. 115, Up Stairs.

Dwelling boutes of all sizes and in all parts of the city, at the cheapest prices. Also farms and gardens to sell or trade. Information cheerfully furnished.

Dr. Leon J. Willien,

OFFICE AND RESIDENCE,

Eagle street, bet. Sixth and Seventh.

Fourth house from Seventh.

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Little Red Front, aorner of Eighth amd Main streets, Terre Haute, Ind.

BURNS BROS., SEALERS IN

FLOTTK. FEED, BALED II AT, CURED JIXAT8, l-OUllKY and PRODUCE.

Southeast ccr. Third and Walnut sts.

TEBȣ HAUTE

Cement Pip^ & Stone Co.

MANUFACTURERS OF •.

Artificial Stone.

ahd power-pressed hydraulic

Cement Drain and Sewer Pipe. A Iso house trim ratings of different archl.

tectural designs, Including window caps, sills, bey stones, water tables, etc. Side, walks laid in pieces or blocks. Filterers for cisterns, stepping bioctcs, coring, post3 etc. Office on Ohio street, near Sixth,

RAPP & BROWN,

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CalMonsia,. ranvll!e, OttAIIA. ar--» trafti Ja ndvanco direct vitli tho/TSf

jiswo. '-il ^ories and the ^CCLJii, and ail nDanvijje, xvith ai-rivei -e adv»r.tagB or ommodfvuunr for tval of trains by connect at BurpQKUK.UIClMR

WK, ST. PAUL ts In Iowa. Tt a Danville :md

Eteveiipor*. ng trairs fr iu Wh Peoria aud UA&Dand f\4.. '_all other routea, »f oats for prints 3an«IIOWA. o.j IW-'Danviile and

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panyille, Peoria

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p-jitage '}i-,' "ril-

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Volumes,

^te of 95.23 Urchaser. given in irations of Sxposltion ate to its 1 advertise-

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