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The first do>c 1 took relieved me .v.> much, ami in one week s time 1 was as strong and hearty as ever 1 was. It is the best medicine 1 ever took for Dyspepsia. RICHMOND, Va. H. G. CRRNSHAW. Do You Suffer from Constipation ? Testimony of HIRAM WARNER, Chief Justice of Ga.: " I have used Simmons Liver Regulator for Constipation of my Bowels, caused by a temporary Derangement of the Liver, for the last three or four years, and always with decided benefit." Have You Malaria ? I have had experience with Simmons Liver Regu lator since 1865, and regard it as the greatest medicine of the times Jor diseases peculiar to malarial regions. So good a medicine deserves universal commendation RKV. M B WHARTON, Cor. Sec'y Southern Baptist Theological Seminary. / THERE IS BUT ONE SIMMONS I LIVER REGULATOR! See that you get the genuine, with the red Z on front of Wrapper, prepared only by J. H.ZEILIN & CO., SOLE PROPRIETORS, Pli 1 LADELPH IA, PA. The Master Blacksmith. You would never have imagined it from the turn of his lips. They were a veiy ordinary pair indeed when in re pose, which, to tell Ihe exact truth, was not often ; but this morning they were puckered up in the most comical manner, wrinkling his ruddy cheeks and giving his whole physiognomy a distorted and distressed appeal ance painful to behold. But he was an ex cellent whistler. Of that there was not the smallest doubt. Clear, resonant, trilling up and down the mazy lany riuths of two octaves with never a false note ; his hands in his pockets, his tat tered straw hat thrown back on his curly head, his sturdy feet, brown and bare, kicking little clouds of dust in the road which wound along the base of a stony hillside almost at a white heat beneath the rays of the noonday sun. Suddenly the music ceased. Evi dently our musician had whistled him self out of a browu study into some sort of -a decision, for he stopped, pick ed up a pebble, and tossed it over the fence with a jerk. 'Yes, I'll do it. I don't like it, but she'll never find it out. Cm piettv near wore out thinkin' fore and think in' agin' and heayin' first one tide then t'other. But it's over with at last, aud ain't I glad of it though I' With quickened footsteps he now turned to the right and ascended the hill, entering a small cottage surround ed by a well kept lawn, bordeied by a choice collection of annual flowering plants, now in the height of their beauty. 'Well, mother,'—to a slender pah faced woman who stood at an ironing table—'l've decided. It's all right. Gadford's got me. Thought it all over, just as you said. I'll begiu with him to-morrow if ha says so.' 'You're sure now, my son—very sure it's your own will aud choice ?' replied his mother, anxiously. 'Dead sute,' returned the lad, stout ly. 'Of course a blacksmith's appien tice can't put on so many airs as if he was studyin' medicine but that ain't anything, you know—is it ?' 'Haye you ever put on any airs. Jerry, or have you ever desired to V' aswered the good woman, laughing. 'No, no, of course not' —a little im patiently. 'But in the eyes of othei folks, you know, 'Doctor Atman' would—would sound more dignified like than 'Jerry Atman, blacksmith' — wouldn't it, now ?' 'The trade your father followed, and the reputation Jlie earned as a good workman and an honest man,' return ed the widow with spa:kling eyes, 'sounded as well in the ears of this community as tlmt of Dr. Fields, who has so kindly offered to to take you in his office. You might make an excell ent physician—that remains to be pro ven ; but as a blacksmith you are sure of success from the start.' 'Oh, yes, any one can learn that trade,' retorted Jerry a little bitterly, so much so he strove to disguise the tone with a feeble whistle. 'By no means,' returned Mrs. At man, quickly. 'Master blacksmiths are rare. To shoe a horse well is in itself an art. Why not begin with the determination of becomiug an artist in iron ? You inherit your father's tab ents. Don't be ashamed of them. Remember, my son, you need not, if you will uot, remain chained to the forge for life.' Jerry sprang to his feet with a shin ing face and tossed his hat across the room. 'God bless you for saying that MILLIIEIM PA., THURSDAY. APRIL 7., 1887. mot! er 1 If I am man enough to mike the chain, I can cur. the links when 1 want to, can't 1 ! Huiiah ! hurrah ? Gadford forever ! Blaketon was a small village nest ling among the hills in the southern part of Ohio. Among the many institutions of this village, which gave it name and fame throughout the counti y, was a long, low, rambling structure, LLck with the smoke of fifty years. Here the fires in two forges were constantly ablaze, and the merry music of hammer and anvil could he heard at all seasons of the year, regaidless alike of wind and went her. The presiding spirit of this establish, meat was an eccentric, middle-aged in.Tn, with a tongue ever wagging over the small gossip of the neighborhood, which lie benevolently dispensed to the group or idlers who seldom failed to give him more or less of an audience. This fact being nc'gniz d. some un known party had dubbed the shop 'Gadford's Harbor.' a name it had held and honored for many years. It was a cold frosty morning In No vember. Mr.Gadford had begun work. For a wonder, lie was alone. A cir cumstance so unusual apparently had its effect, for he dropped his hammer and went to the door. 'I wonder what's the matter with Jerry this morning ?' tie muttered, as he filled his pipe and squinted up and down the long street. "Fiist day he's been off time since he staited in. Somethin's up or down with him, sar tin 1 never seen a boy so bent on cit tin' at a trade in my life but he's try in' to move with it a leetle fast for a beginner. Some says conceity folks is the kind what wins. I wonder if they do ? I never thought not bin' of my self— nothin' at all : and look at me uow ! I don'l think there's a horse in the state I can't shoe to the notch, nor any work in iron I ain't up to. Solid worth is what takes the lead,but stuck upitiveuess, never ! I guess I'll have to drop this 'prentice of mine a peg or two. All I hope is they won't be no/ broken tones !' and he turned to his forge with a chuckle. Considerably out of breath, Jerry Atmau bounded into the shop, tossed off his coat, and was into his leathern apron in a jiffy. 'Couldn't help it, Mr. Gadford. Mother's sick. My aunt is there now, sir, and I guess I'll be on time after this,' as he took a shovelful of cals from his master's forge to light his own. 'No excuse needed in a case like this,' replied the blacksmith, slowly. 'No fault to find with you on that score, Jerry.' 'Any fault to find anywhere, sir ?' queried his apprentice, the roar from the bellows almost drowning his voice. 'Not gene'lly, not 'tickerly, boy ; but still I might say, in a father'y kind of aw ay, that you're gittin' just a lit tle to smart fer a cu> !' 'Too smart for a cub'—whafdo you mean sir ?' cried our hero with a flushed face. 'What do I mean ?' replied his master, with a loud laugh 'why, jist what I've said, of course. What have I been doing' these thirty years. Tend in' to my trade, haven't I ? When I worked as a 'prentice I acted like one. You don't, you see. Who ever heerd of a feller in yaur place studyin' gra.ri mer, and borrowin' books to read after night ? When you go home, do like I did—keep your mind on your bis'ness. D>u't think of nothin' but that. I don't want no scholar here fer a cub, nor no one that stands off from the crowd and won't be drawed into no talk unless its related of to some eddi cated thi gor 'rrother. You're soarin' too much, young man. I don't like it. Nobody else does. Now git to work and quit it !' Jerry stood for one moment irreso lute. His face was hot with passion, and a savage rejoiuer was an his tongue ; hut he thought of his mother. In spite of his narrowness, his master was kind, and an excellent workman. So he turned on his heel and whistled. Mr. Gadford glared at him savagely out of the corner of his eye, and had it on his lips to order the music stopped, but thought better of it, and pounded his thumb with the hammer instead. Blaketon could boast of but one dry goods store, but that was an unusually large and extensive one for so small a place. Mr. Silas Upton, the proprietor, had done a thriving business that pleas ant April day and he watched the sun declining behind the hills with no par ticular regret. But trade was not done yet, apparently, for no less a person than our friend Jerry Atman entered and advanced toward the counter. 'And what can I do for you, my friend ?' inquired the merchant, rub bing his hands and smiling blandly. 'But a very little, sir ; hardly worth your tiiqo and trouble ; only a pair of suspenders, aud not very expensive ones either. A PAPER FOR THE HOME CIRCLE 'Here they are,strong as a rope and as elastic as—as you are, I take i',' gl n cing at the young man's well-knit frame. 'They Lok like good ones, that's a f.tCC. You needn't mind doing them up. 1 will pay you Siturday night when I get my wages.' With a deft movement, Mr. Upton snatched the auspendeis from the pur chaser's hands and toss3d t hem back in'o the box, with the words ; 'Don't begin in that way, young man ! Don't start oat in life by ask ing credit. Come, let me give you a lesson. Pay as you go. If you don't pay, don't buy ! That is the way I be gan. Don't spend your money before you get it. That's my advice, and you'll thank me for it someday.' It is needless to inform the reader that our friend Jerry was somewhat astonished hot to say embarrassed, at the turn affairs had taken, lie knew well enough, disguise it under the form of advice as he might, that the mer chant hesitated to trust him even for so email a sum. He had never before felt so lowered in tiis own estimation. This did 'aim good. Ilis thoughts flaw fast. Suppose he should act on the advice so freely given V It was sound enough. Let him show no ill-will and bear it like a man. This resolution was taken, lie held out his grimy hand with the words : 'You have hit me haid, Mr. Upton, and 1 should lie to vou if I said it didn't hurl. But I think it'll do me good. 1 ain pretty sure 1 shall never forget it. Will you shake hands, sir ?' It was now the merchant's turn to show preplexity. It is very likely lie would have preferred losing the whole box of suspenders to such hearty ac ceptance of his fatherly counsel. W itli an em harassed smile lie took the out stretched hand, and winced as he felt the firm pressure of the fii gers against liis own. His well of advice being pumped dry, lie lud nothing more to add as his woutd-b- customer touched his hat and departed. At precisely half pist six o'clock Sit unlay night Jerry entered tfie store and purchased a pair of suspenders paying for them on the spot. The clerk made the sale, and Mr. Upton, busied with his books, looked up with a perplexed countenance, scratched the bridge of his nose reflectively, and was lost again. 'I tell you he's above his bis'ness !' exclaimed Mr. Gadford, one bright May morning, to a group of his old cronies, who lounged about t K o Har bor, engaged m idle conversation. 'There's no doubt about that in my mind. A pretty blacksmith he i, to be everlastie'ly readin' and studyin' ! He isn't one of us, that he isn't. I've tried my best to reform him, but tain'l no use. He's in a manner—in a man ner, I say, a disgrace to the trade, and I'm ashamed of him !' ai d the out raged blacksmith kicked a piece of iion spitefully on side with his heavy boot, and began filling his pipe as a solace for his rufiLd thoughts. 'He learned the trade, anyhow,didn't be ?' queried old John Cliver, a super anuated wagon-maker, who, presuming on his age and infirmities, often asked disagreeable questions. 'I don't say as be hasn't,' retorted Mr. Gadford, moodily. 'He served his time, and I don't turn out no poor workman—no, not if I know it, I don't ; but learnin' and hlacksmithin' won't mix, nor more nor oil and water. Why 1 know it f>r a fac' that he's got a library, gentlemen'—heie the speaker spat on his hands and grasped his ham mer as if desirous of demolishing it forthwith—'and reads everything. As sociates with Pieacher Batiks, elm ges books with him, you know, and talks over theologys and tliings.j nst as if - as if he wasn't : blacksmith. Wliere'd I have been to-day if I had staited out by puttin' on ai.s and gittin' above my bis'ness ? Hut I didn't. I stuck to my trade, and now where am I t Where am I, eh ?' 'Right here, Sammy, right here,' replied Mr. Slabton, a near and dear friend, who acted in the capacity of vil lage sexton. 'Yes, right hero as a fixture and a success, anyone dispute that ?' The awful silence which followed this query was its only answer. 'Now, how'd I do it V continued Mr. Gadford, in a slightly mollified voice. 'By mindin' my bis'nes and let tin' the fine arts alone. Jerry Atman 'll never build up a character in this country. He's adlvidin' himself too much ; and a house, as the Scripture plainly say, divided agin' itself will great be the fall thereof 1' 'Reckon' you haven't heard the news V inquired Mr. Cliver, who dill not appear particularly overpowered. 'No. What news ?' from the Har bor in chorus. 'Got his patent yesterday. Told me all about it. Something new, too—a plow-harrow ; that is, a harrow so made that it can be attached to any plo v, and level the ground as it s turned over. He's had an offer for the State already, but says he will manu facture it himself. He's rented the old Sailer shop, and will start as soon as he ran get things together. This is all. I'll be around to-morrow, as usual,' and the old man limped slowly away. Si las Upt on was a good business man. Not only was he convinced of this himself, but the community at large held the same opinion. But good busi ness men sometimes make mistakes. Mr. Upton had done so. Such a sim ple thing, too. lie had only written his name below that of a friend,merely to cunply with a matter of form. His friend had unfortunately failed in Lis enterprise aud left the country ; and Mr. Upton woke up one morning to find himself called upon to pay a note of several thousand dollars. This he did in his usual biusque, business-like m;inner.fully aware that he would have nothing left—that he would be a ruined man. Everybody wondeied "how he was going to get along now.' They shook hands mournfully with him, and in a dejected manner, with the cheeifnl suggestion that, after all, 'it might be wotse, you know,' which was very com forting indeed. Jerry Atman, blacksmith, was mak ing a success of his business. He had g >t all the capital he wanted by s.dling some territory, and no more was for sale at any price. lie had turned man ufactuier himself, and was pushing things with a rush. But he was still scheming, as this was what brought him down to Gadfo'd's Harbor so ear ly in the morning. The proprietor of that resort was bard at work, and he greeted our hero with a sullen nod. Jerry didn't seem to notice his cold reception at all. He was too full of business for such small matters. 'I have come to make you an offer,' he said, deliberately. 'I don't want no offer !' replied his old master intent upon his work. 'l'll make it any way. My patent is a success. 1 never suspected so simple a thing to meet the approbation of eyery body. Orders are coming in so rapidly 1 cannot fill them. Now I want to let out the contract for the iron wo k to some man master of his business. You aie that man. if 1 prove to you that acceptance of this contract will net you three dollais to the one you now receive, will you take hold of it ?' Mr. Gadfojd laid down his hammer took < ff his hat and scratched his bald head in a feeling manner, as he glanced with a dismayed lok at his former ap erenlice. He saw his opportunity. The voice of t: e community was too strong for him now. He knew this young man had a power and lie felt it. Had lie dealt fail ly with the youngster? No he hadn't. Then why should the youngster deal fairly with him? This was his religion. It was a very poor one, but it was the best he had. 'I ain't in no shape to ask favors of you Jerry At mar.,' he answered stiffly. 'Why, I'm not conferring a favor, I'm asking one, Mr. Gadfurd. Little do I care what you said. It's a sign of small timber to bend before every blast. Come, now let's figure a little: and as you are pretty good in that hue, prove me wrong if you can!' Mr. Silas Upton had aim >s; made up his mind t > m >ve to the county s<at. He had the offer of a clerkship at a very small salary, but that was better than nothing. A loud knock at the door loused liiui from his half formed decision. Me opened it, and in walked Jerry Atman. '1 called to pay you a "debt of grati tude. sir,' he sai l in a blunt y,\y. 'Debt of gratitude. Ido not under stand,' replied Mr. Upton, as he hand ed his visitor a chair. "I stand your debtor, nevertheless," returned our hero, as he unrolled a small package and produced a pair ot suspendeis. "Do you recognizi them, sir V" '•I —I think I do," stammered the merchant, with a painful flush. "These are the veiy ones I bought and paid for on that memo?able Satur day evening after I received my week's wages of two dollais. I never wore them, I took them home and laid them away. When 1 felt like asking credit in any enterprizs since then I have looked them up before coming to a de cision, aud they have always carried the day. Whatever of success I have made or will make dates from the time I purchased this simple article. Now I need a man to travel in the interest of my patent and sell to the trade. I want you. I cannot atford large wages to begin with, but if seventy-five dol lars a mouth and expenses will su't you yon may begin to-morrow if you like.' 'Oh, Jerry, Jerry, you cut me to the heart 1' cried Mr. Upton, the tears standing in his eyes. "To think that my lack of confidence in you —' 'That has nothing to do with it,' in* ' terrupted the manufacturer, with a Terms, SI.OO per Year, in Advance. nervom laugh. 'Will you, or will yeu not -that is the question Il is needless to stale that Mr. Upton did ti >t need much persuasion, and en teied upon his duties with alacrity and vim. (tadford's Haibor suddenly developed into a three story brick, and a great mmy id In craft that formerly moored in its waters .-et sail in the employ of the owner. In Jerry's oiiice, directly above the desk, a pair of cheap sus penders hang in an elegant frame. Mr Gadfoid, foreman of the shops, and Mr. Upton, the traveling salesman, now stockholders in tho concern, are alone in the secret of what is the cause of much wonderment to the gossips of the neighborhood.— Christian Union. Curions Eaater Customs. Perhaps the most singular of these is a practice in vogue in the northern counties of England, where on Easter Sunday the male portion of the com munity parade the streets, claiming the privilege of raising every woman three times from the ground, and in compensation receiving a silver six pence or a kiss. The early Christians greeted each other with a kiss and the announce ment: ''Ctrist is risen," to which an swer was made; "He is risen indeed,'' and this form is still practiced in the Greek Church. The pace or pasche eggs have al ways been universally associated with Easter, even sums of money set apart for them, as shown in the royal record of time of Edward 1., where is enter ed eighteenpence for four hundred Easter eggs. The children used col ored eggs variously ornamented in a game where they tested the strength of the shells. The game of ball civil corporations gravely engaged; and this sport was within late years kept up in Bury St. Edmunds by twelve old women. The olden legend of the sun dancing in the sky on Easter morn was current in parts of England and Ireland. Presbyterians, Unitarians, Method ists and Papists all join in these floral decorations of Easter. All mankind is glad that the death sleep of nature has awakened to a glorious and hope ful resurrection morning. No wonder that we rejoice and are glad, and hail Easter as a gay and lifegiving holi day! It comes after the sad and im pressive ceremonies of Good-Friday, after the six weeks' fasting and prayer, after winter's desolation and the "ser vice of the Tenebrae". Beecher and His Cow. Frank G. Carpenter tells the follow ing story of Henry Ward Beecher: He could tell a story well, and I re member seeing one he once told about a cow which he received in payment for a debt. I think be told the story in one of his lectures. He said: "It was a very bad debt, and I came to consider it a bad payment. She was a thin cow, but the former owner said she was better than she looked, being a cross between a Jersey and the Durham. She looked as though she might have been a cross between an old hair trunk and an abandoned hoopskirt. I kept the brute three days, and no one could appreciate the suffering I endured in that time. The first night she broke through the fence and reduced to a pulp all the under clothing belonging to tnv next door neighbor. "She put her horns through my bathtub and ate up all my geraniums. She was to give three gallons of milk a day, but she seemed short just then, and never had that tc spare while we kept her. The second day she walked into the kitchen and upset a pan of butter and a tub of lard. Then she fell down a well, and when I got her out at a cost of five dollars, she took the colic, wooping cough, or some thing, and kept us awake all night. Not a green thing was left in ray gar den; m} neihgbor's peach trees and the rope on which his nnderwear grew were as bare of fruit as a singletree, and he did not have a twig of shrub bery left. My neighbor came over to me and said: "Now, I don't desire any quarrel but I want you to keep your cow out of my shrubbery." "And I want you, my friend/ I said, 'to keep your shrubbery out of my cow." —First-class job work done at the JOURNAL office. NO. 14- JNBWBFAPBR LAWS If subscribers order the dlsconlluuatlon r 4 newspapers, the nueHshers may continue to send them unttf all arrearaftes are paid. If subscribers refuse or neglect to take their uowspanersfrom the office to which they are sent they are held responsible until they hatreeettlea the bills at.d ordered them discontinued. If subscribers move toother places without in forming the publisher, and the newspapers are scut to the former place, they are responsible. I ———— ADVERTISING RATES. 1 wk. i ino. | 3 inos. 6 mos. 1 yen I 1 square ♦2 00 $4 00 SSOO S6W) fSCO '/{column 400 fi 001 10 80 1500 18 00 % " 700 10 00 1500 3000 40 00 r " 10 00 15 00 1 25 00 45 00 75 00 One Inch makes a square. Administrators and Executors' Notices V3AO. Transient adver tisement* and locals 10 cents per line for first insertion and 5 cents per line for each addition al insertion* The Witch's Fate. A Oruel Prejudioe of Old Times More Than Equaled Now. ■ Not many decades ago in thia coun try, the people were excited craft. Persons suspected were.thrown into the water ; if not witches,, tbey would drown; if they were witcbes.they would swim ashore, and would be put to death ! In any eyent, they were doomed I Not many years ago if a person were taken sick with advanced disorder of the kidneys, the physician would pro nounce? the disease Bright's disease, and when so declared, he regarded his responsibility at an end, for medical authority admitted that the disease was incurable. When the physician found a patient thus afflicted, he would say, "Oh, a slight attack of the kidneys; will be all right in a little while." lie knew to the contrary. But if he couJd keep his patient on his hands for a few months, he knew he would derive a great reve nue from his case, and then when the distase had progressed to a certain stage, lie would state the facts and re tire, exonerated from all blame. But the error of supposing the disease incurable has swayed the public mind, long after the fact has ceased to be. But public opinion has been educated to the true status of the case by those who haye discounted the incurability theory, and the public recognizes aud testiiies to the fact that Warner's safe cure is a specific for this disease. This has been shown with thousands of tes timonials. Upon referring to them in our files we find that $5,000 reward will be giv en to any one who can prove tnat so far as the manufacturers know tbey are not genuine, and that hundreds of thousands similar in character could be published, if it were necessary. This condition of things is very a musing to the journalist, who looks up on all sides of every question. Proof should be accepted by all, but prejudice fights proof for many years. It seems strange that when a proprietary medi cine is doing the good that Warner's safe cure is, that the physicians do not publicly indorse it. Many of them, we are told, priyately prescribe it, as it is sold by dealers in every part of the country. A few years ago, as stated, when a man had Bright's disease, the doctor boldly announced it,because he thought it relieved him of responsibility. To-day when prominent people are dying (and hundreds of thousands of common people die of the same disease) we are told that doctors disguise the fact that it is Bright's disease of the kidneys and say that they die of par alysis, of apoplexy, of pneumonia, of consumption, of general debility, of rheumatism, of heart disease, of blood poisoning, or some other of the names of the direct effects of kiduey disease. They are not the real disease itself. We sometimes wonder if they avoid stating the real cause of disease for fear they will drive the public into patron age of the only scientific proprietary specific for kidney disease and the thousand and one disease that originate in inactive kidneys. We do not believe every advertise ment we read. Some people perhaps may regard this article as an advertise ment and will not believe it, but we are candid enough to say that we be lieye the parties aboye mentioued have stated their case and proved it, and un der such ciicumstances the public is unwise if it is longer influenced by ad verse prejudice. Ladies' Quide to Fancy Work. 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Flower Baskets, Plant Stands, Flower pot Covers, Shawls, Dress Trimmings. Window Shades, Feather Work, Spatter Work, Leaf Photographs and many other things. It is handsomely bound, containing 64 large 3-column pages and will be sent post paid for only 30 cents. It is the finest book on fancy work ever published, and every lady interested in household art should secure a copy cu once. Address, THE EMPIRE NEWS CD-, 9-8t Syracuse, N. Y. ... i* J ij A Valuable Bam Burned. WEST CHESTER, Pa.,March 81.— The barn of Theodore Beaumont, in East township, was burned this morning with its contents, including ten horses, forty cows, and about eighty sheep and lambs. When discovered nothing could be done to saye it, and the building was totally consumed. Besides the live stock, a large quantity of hay and grain and farming inplements was destroyed The loss of the building alone will be $60,000 partly covered by insurance in a local company.
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