EE — Colleges & Schools. ¥ YOU WISH TO BECOME. A Chemist, An Engineer, An Electrician, A Scientic Farmer, A Teacher, A Lawyer, A Physician, A Journalist, in short, if you wish to secure a training that will fit you well for any honorable pursuit in life, THE PENNSYLVANIA STATE COLLEGE OFFERS EXCEPTIONAL ADVANTAGES. TUITION IS FREE IN ALL COURSES. TAKING EFFECT IN SEPT. 1900, the General Courses have been extensively modified, so as to far- nish a much more varied range of electives, after the Freshman year, than heretofore, includ- ing History tures ; Psychology; Ethics, Pedagogies, an ; the English, French, German, Spanish, Latin and Political Science. Greek Languages and Litera- Thee courses are especially adapted to the wants of those who seek either the most thorough training for the Profession of Teaching, or a general College Education. The courses in Chemistry, Civil, Electrical, Mechanical and Mining Engineerin Graduates have no difficulty in securing and holding positions. best in the United States. are among the very YOUNG WOMEN are admitted to all courses on the sume terms as Young Men. THE FALL SESSION opens Sepember 12th, 1900. For specimen examination papers or for catalogue giving full information repsecting courses of study, expenses, etc., and showing positions held by graduates, address LE GG AN EDUCATION. An exceptional opportunity of- fered to young men and young women to prepare for teaching or for business. Four regularcourses; also special work in Musie, Short- hand, Typewriting. Strong teach- foree, well graded work, good dis- cipline and hard study, insure best results to students of CENTRAL STATE NORMAL SCHOOL LOCK HAVEN, Clinton Co, Pa. Handsome buildings perfectly equipped, steam heat, electric lights, abundance of pure mountain water, extensive campus and athletic grounds. Expenses low. Send fcr catalog. J. R. FLICKINGER, Principal, CENTRAL STATE NORMAL SCHOOL, LOCK HAVEN, PA. * 45-32 1y doa ob oi ob ob Si ob bb Lb. Oh Od bi ob bd PV YN YY YY YY Coal and Weod. Eovire K. RHOADS. Shipping and Commission Merchant, .——DEALER IN—— ANTHRACITE AND BITUMINOUS {Foris) ——CORN EARS, SHELLED CORN, OATS,— snd other grains. —BALED HAY and STRAW— BUILDERS and PLASTERERS' SAND, KINDLING WOOD oy the bunch or cord as may suit purchasers. Re tfully solicits the patronage of his Spee friends and the public, at Central 1312, Telephone Calls J on, 682. near the Passenger Station. 86-18 ——————————————————————— Saddlery. $5,000 $5,000 goo ——— WORTH OF—— HARNESS, HARNESS, HARNESS, SADDLES, BRIDLES, PLAIN HARNESS, FINE HARNESS, BLANKETS, WHIPS, Ete. All combined in an immense Stock of Fine Saddlery. we NOW IS THE TIME FOR BARGAINS... {Today Price: | ___ have Dropped THE LARGEST STOCK OF HORSE COLLARS IN THE COUNTY. JAMES SCHOFIELD, BELLEFONTE, PA. Pure Beer. EE — PUY PURE BEER. The Bellefonte. Brewery has earned a reputation for furnishing only pure, wholesome, beer, It proposes maintain- utation and assures the pub- lie that under no condition will doctoring or drugs be allowed. In addition to its sale by the keg it will keep and deliver ing that re BOTTLED BEER for family use. Try it. You can find none better, and there is none purer. MATTHEWS VOLK, 45-5-1y Proprietor Bellefonte Brewery. THE REGISTRAR, State College, Centre County, Pa. UNCLE ELIJAH’S CHRISTMAS DIN- NER. Continued from page 2 them. Lord! Annie, he might as well bave thrown us down his photograph. These couldn’t belong toanybody else.’’ Annie, with an awe-struck expression and gingerly fingers, was also turning over the articles. “Indeed, Joseph, I never saw anything so pitiful in all my life. And these inno- cent little baby clothes, they make me want to cry. Penniniah, do look at these things. It’s been a long robbery of the poor. Poor Uncle Elijah !”’ Penniniah stood at a little distance, watching the inspection. It’s so dreadful even Annie can’t laugh at it,’ said she in the same awed whisper her sister had used; and then Mrs. Joseph did laugh, but it was a hysterical sound, interrupted at once by Mr. Tousey’s sar- castic voice from above them. *‘Josepb, when you all are good and ready to help move this cupboard. I'd like to have it done, and get out of the attic and go home. Iknow its only kind of wedged on the lower step down there. Lift it up and let it down easy. I'll hold back on it.”’ Mis. Joseph hurried to one side of the cupboard as her husband moved to the other. ‘Do be careful Joseph. It’s awful to bave a heavy thing like this chase you down the steps. Uncle Elijah can’t hold it back.”’ ‘Well he seems to be doing it,”’ said Joseph, rising to wipe his brow after a fruitless effort to lift the cupboard. ‘‘Fath- er, can you hear me? Let her go up there.” “I’m not touching her,”” growled the cupboard’s owner. ‘‘Why don’t you pull?’’ “Wait one moment,’’ =aid Mrs. Joseph, who bad been examining the stair. She had climbed up the narrow steps as far as the space allowed and clinging to the cup- board’s edge, looked up at the low stair ceil- ing. “WhyJoseph it isn’t stuck at the bot- tom at all; it’s stuck up here! Don’t you remember grandmother had these attic stairs altered? It must have been done after the cupboard was taken up. It'll neveron earth ges down through the trap door. Uncle Elijahwe’ve got to get the cupboard back in the attic before we can get it out. You lift it up, and we’ll push it. Now, all together when I count three.’’ Since the memorable day when she had outwitted him, Unecle Elijah had continued to pay certain tribute to his niece in the shape of a sarcastic but marked respect for the wisdom of her declared judgments. Now he did not for a moment question her decision. They could hear evidence of his obedience in his groans of effort. Those below were not idle. Penniniah lent her band, and Joseph and Annie worked in concert, but the cupboard remained im- maovable. ‘“There’s only one thing to do,’’ panted Mrs. Joseph, drawing back at last. ‘‘Let go the cupboard, Joseph. We're wasting time and strength, and not moving it an inch. It’s so jammed, Uncle Elijah can’t lift it, and we can’t possibly move it down past the top of the ceiling, because it phys- ically won’t go. The only thing to do is to saw the cupboard in two. and then we can pull the piecesdown and let your fath- er out. We can put the cupboard together again so you’ll never know it’s heen taken apart, Uncle Elijah. Get the saw, Joseph.” ‘Joseph, don’t you do anything of the kind,” commanded Mr. Tousey. ‘‘Annie Tousey, anyhody’d think you were made of movey, to hear you talk. You can’t make kindling wood out of my furniture. i I guess I'll find a way to get this cupboard down and without waste, either. don’t, I’H stay here till Ido. What's that Annie? No, don’t go zalling in any help from the neighbors. I ain’t going to be taken out of an attic window as a free cir- cus for all the country round. You can all go away from down there aud leave me. I'll call you when I get ready to make a move. No, it isn’t any worse to be shut up Christmas day than any other day. You'll see I'll think of a way to get out that ain’t window or door. Annie Tousey you used to have a head on yourshoulders, You can be thinking too, if you get time. Do you hear me ?"’ “Yes, Uncle Elijah,”’ called back Mis. Joseph, but it was in the voice of one roused from deep absorption. She had again been turning over the scattered clothing on the stairway, and now she rose and faced her husband and sister with a light of prophecy on her face. In her hand was a small volume of manuscript leaves. As she held it open, the leaves showed stained and old and thumb-marked. “Children,’’ - whispered Mrs. Joseph, solemnly, “‘this is grandmother’s receipt- book! She must have kept it hidden in that old corner cupboard in the attic. I II | know now exactly what I'm going to do. There isn’t any way for Uncle Elijah to .| get out, and the Lord : has delivered him into my hands.” The old attic in which Mr. Tousey sud- denly found himself prisoner was one of those spider haunted, quaint raftered gar- rets that belong to the old houses. At either end of the hipped roof was a window, and in at the east window the sun shone with that dusty brilliancy that motes lends to sunshine. There was very little furniture of any kind in the attic, and no chairs, though the old gentleman sought for one diligently. Neither were there. any ob- jects of interest stored here to divert the mind, except the one cornered cupboard, which Mr. Tousey had already partially removed. It seemed therefore that a Christmas of some dreariness was ahead for the prisoner, unless he bent his pride and called in the help of the neighbors, which judging from the uncompromising frown that had settled on bis brow, Mr. Tousey bad no intention of doing. He spent the greater part of the forenoon paciug the floor back and forth, his brow bent, his hands behind his back, now pausing at.the shady west window to look out on the fields of snow, now at the sunny east win- dow to look out on the trees that the win- ter sun was rapidly divesting of their snow robings. It was about twelve o'clock, his dinner hour at home, before Mr. Tousey condescended to improvise a chair for him- self; and when he did finally decide to make an old pig-skin covered trunk, that he pulled out from under the eaves, do duty as aseat, he sat down upon it very wearily. The garret was not cold, for the weather was not piercing, but as soon as Mr. Tousey ceased his walk he felt the chill, and rose to tind a remedy. As a son of the house, he knew that a large register in the attic floor led to a warm room below and this register he immediately sought and opened. As he did so, he glanced down casually into the room beneath, then stood motionless, peering through the open iron work, his brow contracting, his neck lengthening as his interest grew. This room below was, as he knew, the guest- chamber, and though no one was then pres- ent, he could see that some one had lately been there, for all the guest room furniture had been drawn back against the four walls, while inthe cleared centre of the floor was set a large table, spread as for a Cliristmas banquet, with Christmas wreaths and holly on the board, and with four cov- ers laid, one at each of the four sides. As he noted these details, the old man’s as- tonished stare turned slowly to a more and more keen glance, and at last he began to nod suspiciously to himself. A grim smile spread over his features as he half shut his eyelids, standing there thinking. Finally he stooped, and, lifting the register bodily from its setting, disclosed the open hole, through which, kneeling with difficulty on his stiff knees, he thrust down his old white head for a closer inspection of the room below. He rose at last, flushed and trembling with his exertious, and set back the iron work softly, carefully closing the register again. ‘‘Annie’s up to some of her tiicks,’’ he said, as he returned to the pig skin trunk. “I guess I'll wait a bit and see what hap- pens.” Nothing happened for several hours, and as he sat there waiting Mr. Tousey began first to doze a little, with his head back on the bare rafters, and then to grow singular- ly restless, which was more than the ordi- nary impatience of waiting. Now and again he lifted his head and sniffed the air with the look of one trying to place some- thing half forgotten, and once he brought his hand down on his knee with a slap of decision, as if he had identified what he hail been seeking to place. He sat with his head back against the rafters, every now and then sniffing the air reminiscent- ly, sometimes made restless, sometimes ap- parently soothed, by what the most un- trained nostrils might now have detected in the unseen, impalpable, but nene the less richly freighted smoke that came float- ing up into the attic. The merest novice could not have mistaken for anything but baking gingerbread the hot gingerbread waves of air, and roasting turkey and fry- ing oysters and bacon were no less unmis- takable in theiraroma. But there was a something in this hearty atmosphere that seemed each moment to more and more be- wilder Mr. Tousey. He was so absorbed in whatever past he was living over that he scarcely roused when at last, with a sound of iron clinking on iron, the same register which he had opened and lifted out began to rise slowly from its setting and fell to one side on the floor. From the vacant hole, like a jack-in-the-box from its hiding place, rose up Mrs.Joseph’s head, her eyes searching the attic, her brow a little anxious, and her face flushed as only a cooking stove can flush the hu- man countenance. There was only room for her head to emerge. By an effort she added one hand,and a head is all one needs in conversation, while one hand can actual- ly end enough freedom of gesture to accom pany speech. Her voice was that of a tired woman, but, none the less, it rang with cheerful determination. “Uncle Elijah,’’ said Mrs. Joseph, quickly, *‘I hope you are not tired waiting for your Christmas dinner. You haven’t any chair have you? I wish I could push this one up through this hole, bat it won’t go. If you'll pull that trunk you're sit- ting on close to the register, it’ll be almost like sitting at the table with us. I've put your plate right under the hole, and I'm going to fill it and hand your Christmas dinner up to you by way of this step-lad- der I’m standing on. I'll hand up the soup first.”’ 3 Mrs. Joseph’s head vanished before Mr. Tousey eould reply, and up through the hole just left open came a direct whiff of soup that brought him trembling to his He had heen fasting since that fru- feet. gal early breakfast of bacon and bread, but it was not hunger that drew his faltering feet irresistably to the edge of the register. He told himself, as he dragged the pig- skin trunk along with him, that even for the few moments he must spend by that opening he was too old, too tired, and too agitated to stand ; but once seated on the trunk and again peering down the open hole. astonishment held him motionless. On the table before him were rich molded jellies and richer eakes, icings as smooth as glass, and whipped syllabubs that stood alone, all as visions of what had heen and was no more ; while slowly obscuring the remoter view, up the ladder, approaching him nearer and nearer, came Annie with a plate of soup in her band. From that plate steamed an odor thatonly the gumbo soup made by one hand had ever given off, and in the plate itself, along with the de- lightful little vegetable bits that belong in all gumbo soups, swam crisp little batter balls that Madam Tousey, and only Mad- am Tousey, had ever known how to create. Before Mr. Tousey could recover breatt enough to speak, Mrs. Joseph had flung the napkin she was carrying over her shoulder across her uncle’s knees, and set the soup carefully on the pig-skin trunk beside him. She laid in the tempting silver spoon, and then she disappeared as quickly as she had come. Mr. Tousey was alone in the attic with the gumbo soup. Under his very nose stood the mess of pot- tage, steaming, beckoning, reeking with invitation. The result, so far as Mr. Tousey was concerned, was purely me- chanical. He was a man in a dream. Up the ladder, following the soup, trooped oysters fried in bacon blankets, turkey which he knew had been stuffed with a dressing which was also Madam Tousey’s precious secret. Still, as in a dream, Mr. Tousey ate on and on. With misty eyes he saw the plates coming and going, vesting upon his knees for two short delectable moments, then disappearing. only to be replaced by others as bewildering. The sound of pleasant voices and laughter and family chatter came to him from below. He had room but for three sensations—as- tonishment, taste and a kind of dismay. Every dish, from soup to salad, was pre- pared in some fashion that differed from the ordinary, but in every case Mr. Tousey recognized the difference as a lover recog- nizes a long-lost love. “When the ice-cream came at last, his spoon hovered above it in a hand that trembled. Would it—could it be possible that it might contain in its flavoring that nutty, spiritous, defined, yet indescribable tastiness that had made Madam Tousey’s cream famous through all the county 2 Mr. Tousey raised the spoon slowly to his mouth. It did! Uncle Elijah,’’ said Mrs. Joseph, making one of her sudden appearances through the register, ‘I don’t know why in the world I haven’t thought of it before. It’s just this moment come to me how to get you out with a torn of the hand. Iam going to band you up a block and tackle, and you can tie the block to the rafter over the cupboard and pass the rope down here, and we’ll all hang on it and pull the cup- board right up into the ceiling. Here’s your coffee, sir, and just as soon as you’ve drunk that, unless you’d like more ice- cream first—Why, Uncle Elijah !"’ Mr. Tonsey was wiping tears of emotion from his eyes with his large red silk hand- kerchief. “It’s nothing,’’ he said, recovering, and looking down appealingly into Annie's face ; ‘‘only I don’t care about being got- ten out of here, Annie Tousey. I don’t care at all. I'd just as lief stay forever right here on this pig-skin trunk and have you pass things up to me. Honey, you say you’ve got a little more of that ice- cream ?”’ Mrs. Joseph's face disappeared instantly, but in a moment rose again into sight— radiant, yet subdued, as a full harvest moon rises and shines on a gathered bar- vest. *‘Uncle Elijah,”” she said wooingly, ‘you can have the cream if you want, but here’s some pie I think you'll like better. It’s a deep family pie, the kind grand- mother used to make. If you like this one, I’ll promise to have this kind of ice- cream for our dinner every summer Sun- day, and the family pie for dinner every winter Sunday. or anything else yon may happen to fancy.” Her mannér grew fairly portentious in its significance as she paused for his reply. ‘‘These are to be no pie-crust’ promises, Uncle Elijah, I assure you. IE I promise, it shall be exactly as I say.” Mr. Tousey understood. He looked at Annie, aud he looked at the pie. It was three inches deep. It had the bosom of a swan, with just that melting tint of brown, that marks the perfect pie. “Annie,” said Uncle Elijah, solemnly, *‘it shall be exactly as you say.” And he held out his hand for the pie.—By Marga- ret Stuiton Briscoe in Harper's Bazar. Saves Herself and Companions. By her heroism Miss Esther Bowen, a United States mail carrier, saved the lives of two women as well as her own on a steep mountain road on Wednesday morn- ing, between Mt. Carmel and Wilbarton, where she resides. Just before starting to drive to Mt. Carmel wich the mail pouch in the carriage, her two friends asked to go along. Half-way down the mountain the horse ran away. There was danger of the car- riage plunging over the perpendicular mountain side into the ravine, several hundred feet below. Miss Bowen told her companions not to jump, else they would be dashed to pieces. The young mail carrier’s hands were cruelly torn by the reins, which she clung to with all her strength. She conceived the idea to guide the horse against the bank, and in the ensuing shock trust to everybody being hurled from the carriage and landing on the road instead of over the cliff. The girl tugged at the reins, and the horse dashed head-first against the bank. The women were hurled high in the air and fell on the road. Miss Bowen's hands and face were badly lacerated and bruised, and ber companions escaped with a few bruises. : General Miles Thrown. While at the Head of the Centennial Parade He Falls rom His Horse. Lieutenant General M.les had a slight accident while heading the centennial parade in Washington on Wednesday, a break in his saddle girth giving the gen- eral a fall. The head of the parade had just passed the President’s reviewing stand, and Gen. Miles, having saluted the Presi- dent, had turned his horse toward the House wing of the capitol. The saddle girth suddenly parted, permitting the sad- dle to turn on the animal, and Gen. Miles was seen to fall sideways. The horse did not plunge, and an officer sprang forward. Being a good horseman, Gen. Miles saved himself from being thrown with force, and suffered nothing save the inconvenience and annoyance of the accident. He soon afterward appeared with the other distin- guished officials in the House of Represen- tatives and took part in the exercises. Valusble Mining Property Sold. The sale of all the mining property of the Pennsylvania Coal company and other allied coal producing interests to the Erie railroad. the deal for which has been pend- ing for some ‘days, was officially confirmed Friday from the offices of the third vice president at Dunmore, near Scranton. The property involved includes twenty-two mine workings in the Seranton aud Pitts- ton fields, producing 2,000,000 tous of coal and employing 5,500 men and boys. The official confirmation of the sale of the company’s property is made by vice president Smith on the authority of first vice president W. V. 8S. Thorne. Diamond Ring Found In Hogs Stom~ " © ach. A woman’s gold ring set with a valnable diamond was found in the stomach of a hog which was slaughtered near Jersey Shore last week. The hog was owned by Daniel Brown, who is unable to account for the presence of the ring in the hog’s stomach,other than that the animal picked up the ring while roaming in a woods where scores of picnics were held during the past summer. EVERY MOVEMENT HURTS.— When you have rheumatism. Muscles feel stiff and sore and joints are painful. It does not pay to suffer long from this disease when it may be cured so promptly and perfectly by Hood’s Sarsaparilla. This medicine goes ‘right to the spot, neutralizes the acidity of the blood, which causes rheu- matism, and puts an end to the pain and stiffness. Biliousness is cured by 25 cents. ‘Hoods Pills. Pennsylvania Railroad Company Will Issue Clerical Orders for 1901. The Pennsylvania railroad company an- nounces that clerical orders will be issued for the year 1901 to ordained clergymen having regular charge of - churches located on or near the line of its road. Application blanks may be obtained of ticket agents, and same should reach the general office hy Dec. 22nd, so that orders may be mailed Dec. 31st to clergymen en- titled to receive them. Orders will be issued only on individual application of clergymen when made on blanks furnished by the company and certified to by one of its agents. SAW DeAaTH NEAR.—‘It often made my heart ache,” writes L. C. Overstreet, of Elgin, Tenn., to hear my wife cough until it seemed her weak and sore lungs would collapse. Good doctors said she was so far gone with Consumption that no medicine or earthly help could save her, but a friend recommended Dr. King’s New Discovery and persistent use of this excel- lent medicine saved her life. It’s abso- lutely guaranteed for Coughs, Colds, Bron- chitis, Asthma and all Throat and Lung diseases. 50c. and $1.00 at Green's. Trial bottles free. Proved Their Wisdom. Sunday School Teacher—Where did the three wise men come from ? Phil Adelphy (whose family bad only recently moved to Chicago)—They came from the East. Sunday School Teacher—And why were they called ‘‘wise men ?"’ Phil Adelphy—Because, ma’am, went back home again. they A Crisis at the Dinner. Mr. Gooph (to guests)—*‘Which do you prefer—dark or white meat ?’’ Eight Guests (in choru3)—* White” Mr. Gooph—‘‘Sorry, but our cook pre- fers the white meat. Can’t you change your minds ?’’'—Baltimore American. No Monopoly. “All the rage is for brunettes, the fash - ion papers say.”’ “I don’t believe it. My wife has a lot of rage which she displays occasionally, and she’s a blonde.” ——*“‘Christmas is getting to expensive for me,’’ said Growler. “Pisn’t half as bad as New Year's,” said Hicks. “New Year's?’ demanded Growler. ‘“Yes’' said Hicks, ‘‘that’s when the bills come in.” —Miss Alta Rockefeller, daughter of John D. Rockefeller, whose name has fig- ured in late despatches because of her un- fortunate deafness, is, in spite of that trouble, an expert musician and plays the piano, violin and guitar with equal skill. As to Stockings. Bacheller—What are you going to put in your children’s stockings this Christmas ? Phamlian—Huh! It takes all my money to keep the children in them. : Jell-O, the Dessert, Pisases all the family. Four flavors: Lemon; range, Raspberry, and Strawberry. At your grocers. 10 cts. ry itto-day. 5¥ L — i cH Ser Medical. {CATARRH Is a constutional disease. It originates in a scrofulous condition of the blood and depends on that condition. It often causes headache and dizziness,impairs the taste, smell and hearing, affects the vocal organs and disturbs the stomach. 1t is always radically and permanently cured by the blood-parifying, alterative and tonic action of ; 3 HOOD’S SARSAPARILLA This great medicine has wrought thie most wond-' erful cures of all diseases depending on scrofula or the scrofulous habit. Hood’s Pills are the best cathartic, 45-50 zor NT ADVICE. It is surprising how many people wake up in the morning nearly as tired as when they went to bed, a dis- agreeable taste in their mouth, the lips sticky, and the breath offensive, with a coated tongue. These are na- ture’s first warnings of Dyspepsia and Liver Disorders, but ifthe U. S. Army and Navy Tablets are resorted to at ‘this stage they will restore the sys- ~ tem to a healthy condition. A few doses will do more for a weak or sour stomach and constipation than a pro- longed course of any other medicine. 10c. 55e. and $1.00 a package. U. S. Army & Navy Tasier Co., 17 East 14th Street, New York City. For sale at F. P. Green. 45-46-1t TR A SLE CATR GSAT Plumbing etc. CC aoosE YOUR PLUMBER i as you chose your doctor—for ef- fectiveness of work rather "than for lowness of price. Judge of our ability as you judged of his—by the work already done. Many very particular people have judged us in this way, and have chosen us as their plumbers. R. J. SCHAD & BRO. No. 6 N. Allegheny St., BELLEFONTE, PA. 42-43-6¢ Attorneys-at-Law. C. M. BOWER, . E. L. ORVIS. OWER & ORVIS, Attorneysat Law, Belle- fonte,Pa., office in Pruner Block. 44-1 J C. MEYER—Attorney-at-Law. Rooms 20 & 21 eo 21, Crider’s Exchange, Bellefonte, Pa.44-49 W. ¥. REEDER. . H. C. QUIGLEY. EEDER & QUIGLEY.—Attorneys at Law, Bellefonte, Pa. Office No. 14, North Al- legheny street. 43 5 B. SPANGLER.—Attorney at Law. Practices . in all the courts. Consultation in Eng- lish and German. Office in the Eagle building, Bellefonte, Pa. 40 22 DAVID F. FORTNEY. W. HARRISON WALKRB ORTNEY & WALKER.—Attorney at Law ' Bellefonte, Pa. Office in Woedring’s building, north of the Court House. 14 2 L. OWENS, Attorney-at-Law, Tyrone, Pa. eo Collections made everywhere. Loans negotiated in Building & Loan Association. Ref- erence on application. 45-30-1y S. TAYLOR.— Attorney ‘and Counsellor a . Law. Office, No. 24, Temple Court fourth floor, Bellefonte, Pa.- All kinds of lega business attended to promptly. 40 49 C. HEINLE.—Attorney at Law, Bellefonte . Pa. Office in Hale building, opposite Court House.' All professional business will re- ceive prompt attention. i J W. WETZEL.— Attorney and Counsellor at Je Law. Office No. 11, Crider's Exchange, second floor. All kinds of legal business attended to promptly. Consultation in English or German. 29 4 Physicians. 8. GLENN, M. D., Physician and Surgeon A State College, Centre county, Pa., ce at his residence. 35 41 HIBLER, M. D., Physician and Surgeon, ° offers his professional services to the citizens of Bellefonte and vicinity. Office No. 20 N. Allegheny street. 11 23 Dentists. E. WARD, D. D. 8, office in Crider's Stone ° Block N. W. Corner Allegheny ard High Sts. Bellefonte, Fa. Gas administered for the painiess extraction of teeth. Crown and Bridge Work also. 14 R. H. W. TATE, Surgeon Dentist, office in'the Bush Arcade, Bellefonte, Pa. All modern electric appliances used. Has had years of ex- perience. All work of superior quality and prices reasonable. 45-8-1y» —-— an" gt — Bankers. ACKSON, HASTINGS, & CO., (successors te * Jackson, Crider & Hastings,) Bankers, Bellefonte, Pa. Bills of Exchange and Netes Dis- counted; Interest paid on special deposits; Ex- change on Eastern cities. Deposits received. 17-36 Insuraince. os ea EO. L. POTTER & CO., GENERAL INSURANCE AGENTS, Represent the best companies, and write policies in Mutual and Stock Companies at ressonable rates. Office in Furst's building, opp. the Court House 22 6 : FRE INSURANCE. ACCIDENT INSURANCE, LIFE INSURANCE —AND— REAL ESTATE AGENCY. JOHN C. MILLER, No. 8 East High St, : Lh-48-61 BELLEFONTE. (FEANT HOOVER, RELIABLE FIRE, LIFE, ACCIDENT AND STEAM BOILER INSURANCE INCLUDING EMPLOYERS LIABILITY. SAMUEL E. GOSS is employed by this ‘agency and is authorized to solicit risks for the same. Address, GRANT HOOVER, Office, 1st Floor, Crider’s Stone. Building. 48-18-1y BELLEFONTE, PA. Rotel. ENTRAL HOTEL; esr TEL; MILESBURG, PA. A. A. KonteeckeR, Proprietor: This new and commodious Hotel, located opp: - the depot, Milesburg, Centre county, has been en- tirely refitted, refurnished “and replenished throughont, and is now second to none in the county in the character of accommodations offer- ed the public. Its table’is: supplied with the ont the market affords, its barcontains the purest and choicest liquors, its stable has attentive host: lers, and every convenience and ‘eomfort in ex. tended its guests. Sa w®_Through travelerson the’ railroad will find this an excellent place to lunch or procure a meal, as all trains stop there about 25 minutes. 24 24 naman New Advertisements. HAS. L. PETTIS & CO., CASH BUYERS of all kinds of COUNTRY PRODUCE, Dressed Poultry, Game, Furs, Eggs and ; Butter. 204 DUANE STREET, NEW YORK. Write for our present paying prices. REFERENCE : DANIELS & CO., Bankers, 6 Wall 8t.. N. Y. All Commercial Agencies, Express Co.'s, Dealers in Produce in U. 8. and Canada, Established Trade of over 20 years, 45-41-tf. Fine Job Printing. FE JOB PRINTING 0—-A SPECIALTY—o" | AT THE WATCHMANIOFFICE. There is no style of work, from the cheapes Dodger’ to the finest {—BOOK-WORK,—} that we can not do in the most satisfactory man- ner, and at 3 Prices consistent with the class of work. Call on or communicate with this office.
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