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THE LITTLE KING.
He came to his kingdom at dead of night,
(Oh, never a cent to pay had he);
The robes were Hue and with lace bedight
Of this scion of royalty.
He ate and slept and took his ease,
(Oh, never a cent to pay had he);
Ko word he said, nor cared to please.
So very high was he.
On each fine day he rode Instate,
(Oh, never a cent to pay had he);
With vassals true to watch and wait
His slightest need to see.
Of everything he had the best,
(Oh, never a cent to pay had he);
With not a care to trouble his rest.
Or a fear of aught to be.
And time poes on; he holds the throne;
(Oh, never a cent to pay has he);
Ho has the world for his very own.
This scion of royalty.
Oh. time poes on, but his kingdom stands;
(Yet never a cent to pay has he);
And we all keep step to his swift com
mands.
With Klad humility.
-Emma A. Lente, in Good Housekeeping.
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CHiAPTKIi XV.—CONTINUED.
The conversation which Sonntagand
myself had noted this morning in our
endeavor to solve the mystery of the
voices in my bedroom and up in the
attic seemed of the greatest signifi
cance. Some property was to be re
moved this very night, and if the ref
erence was to anything hidden in the
cellar the removal might take place
while I was absent on my present er
rand.
The thought caused me to urge for
ward the horse to his greatest speed,
and very soon 1 drew near the station.
Stopping a short distance away, 1 tied
the horse to the fence, and then cau
tiously approached, being careful to
keep in the shadows as much as pos
sible.
The station was standing out bold
end distinct in the (bright moonlight.
There was not a sign of a human be
ing anywhere around. The signal light
in front of the place cast a sickly glow
against the windows, in contrast to the
white moonlight.
With pistol ready for immediate use
In my hand, Iran swiftly forward and
Seaped upon the platform. The door of
the station-house was locked, as were
also the windows. By the gleam of the
station light I could see the telegraph
instrument inside.
The bank in which I had been em
ployed was equipped with a private tel
egraph wire. In the gradual climb to
the tellership I had at one time held
the position of stenographer and teleg
rapher. How thankful I was now for
the long hard study and practice gone
through to fit myseif for that position!
I had not forgotten how to send or re
ceive a message.
With the butt end of the pistol a pane
of glass was smashed, and, reaching in
through the opening, I undid the lock,
and in another moment was inside.
My fingers trembled with excitement,
as I threw the switch which connected
the instrument with the circuit, and
then handled the key.
I did not know the call for Phila
delphia, so clicked the abbreviation
"'Phil" a few times, and was delighted
in receiving a quick response.
"Operator —Keep this dead secret,
and have delivered quick," I wired.
The answer came back: "O. K. Go
ahead."
"Benj. F. Perry, 1459 Ridgefield Ave.,
Phila., Pa.; Come quick to Sidingon
on J. & M. division Mid-Trunk Ry. Get
special train; bring detectives. Re
covery of stolen funds and arrest of
thieves in question. Do not fail. Am
all alone. Nelson Conway."
I followed this up by another re
quest to have it delivered immediate
ly, to which the short but gratifying
response came: "You bet. Good
luck!"
The operator evidently comprehended
the full meaning of my dispatch. In
deed, anyone who had resided in Phila
delphia at the time of the robbery, read
ing that message, would know its mean
ing.
The short term expressing good will,
received in answer to my request to
rush, coming from one I had probably
never seen, encouraged me greatly.
Then, too, knowiug Mr. Perry's en
ergetic nature, 1 was confident that
gentleman would be up and doing im
mediately upon the receipt of my dis
patch. A man of his standing would
have no difficulty in procuring a special
rain, and, allowing the time necessary
to obtain the officers of the law, in two
or three hours I could expect Mr.
.Perry's arrival.
I could not repress a smile as I pic
tured to myself the president of the
Safety Security company riding, not
[in the coach, but on the engine to which
lit was attached, and urging the en
gineer to greater speed. It was cer
tain in my mind that that special would
travel as fast as steam could drive the
wheels.
A feeling of satisfaction came over
me at having taken a decisive step, and
my spirits rose in accordance. The
numbness and dazed condition of my
faculties had passed away, and I felt
that to rely on one's own exertions was
the better way, after all.
Leaving the station, I went back to
any horse, mounted, and started up the
Jong hill. Arrived at the top, I again
dismounted in front of Sarah's house,
and, going in the front door, rapped
Jong and loud. In answer to mv sum
mons a voice called from an upstairs
j window:
"Sarah, is that you?" I asked, step
ping from the shadow of the porch into
the moonlight.
I "Acn Gott, Nel. vat is it?" the good
woman exclaimed," fear and excitement
■at beholding me at this late hour caus
ing 112 er voio* to tremble.
"Is your husband awake?" I con
inued.
"No, indeed. He schleep like a log."
"Weil, wake him up, and tell him to
hitch a team in the double wagon.
There will be a special train come to
the station within a few hours. Have
the team waiting for it. Three or four
men will get off tlie train; take them
up and drive them over to the old place
just as fast as the horses can go. Will
you do this for nie, Sarah?"
"Vait; I come down," was her breath
less reply.
I was anxious to be off homeward,
but before I had time to become im
patient at the delay the front door
opened and Sarah stepped out.
"Did you understand what I told
you?" I asked, hurriedly.
"Ach, yes, indeed." Then she re
peated my instructions at my request,
so there could be no possible mistake.
"Now I must hasten back. Heaven
only knows what might happen during
my absence," I said, making a start for
the gate.
"Ach Gott. Nel, vat is de matter, any
vays? Tell me! Is dere any harm to
you?" Sarah cried after me, in such deep
concern that, remembering she knew
nothing at all of the occurrences at my
house, I came back.
"I haven't time to stop and tell you
everything," 1 said, hurriedly. "Rut I
have found a small portion of the se
curities the bank lost by the robbery.
It was a bond, and I picked it up from
the floor of the cook-house cellar. Some
one dropped it, and when the loss is
discovered will be back after it. So I
want to be there and see who it is."
"Ach, he kill you, Xel! Ton't go
back! You git kilt!" Sarah exclaimed.
"Oh, I guess not. I'll look out for
that."
Sarah wished to accompany nie, but
I told her how much greater service she
could render by staying and seeing that
my instructions were fully carried out,
which made her satisfied to remain.
As I started homeward, the bobbing
light of a lantern was moving toward
the barn, which told me Jake was doing
his part, and the old fellow's unusual
celerity seemed an auspicious begin
ning to my plan. I had left Sarah
seated on the porch, whence 1 knew she
would not move until her quick ear
caught the first far-off rumble of the
special.
During the ride homeward the
thought occurred to me that perhaps
1 had been too hasty in sending for
Mr. Perry and the detectives. For if
the stolen property or a portion of it
should be discovered hidden in 1113'
house, those who believed in my guilt
might claim that I had hidden the se
curities myself and, becoming fearful
of discovery or being unable to nego
tiate a sale, had now taken this course
to restore what remained to the bank.
Mr. Perry's friendship I could possibly
rely upon; but the detectives, who had
all along believed I was the real crim
inal, might not be so easily convinced
of the truth of my story.
There was no recalling the dispatch,
however, and in the meantime some
thing further might arise to assist my
case. So I had to be content in hoping
for the best.
I stopped at the orchard below my
house and, letting down the bars, led
the horse through the long grass, up
to the barn, so that the sound of hoofs
on the hard roadway might not serve
as a warning of my approach.
The animal had not been spared in
the journey to and from the station;
but, pausing not to rub him down, 1
slipped a blanket over his reeking back
and sides and then quietly and cau
tiously approached the house.
When 1 came around the corner T.
was startled at discovering the dark
outlines of a man's figure motionless
before the cook-house door. I stealth
ily approached.
He must have heard me, for he
glanced around, and by his action
brought his face in the full light of
the moon.
It was Skinner, that treacherous cow
ard. My animosity toward the fellow
was not lessened by the fact that he was
prowling about my place, and 1 hope
God will pardon me for the murderous
spirit that arose in my heart. It lent
wings to my feet, and in a few bounds
I was upon him.
When he saw he could not escape,
he turned quickly and raised his arm
in defense. lie started to say some
thing, but I choked the words in his
throat, for his arms could not stop me.
My fingers were steel, and closed about
his windpipe with the grip of a vise.
"You scoundrel, I've got. a double
charge against you, and I'll take my pay
now," I snarled, between my clenched
teeth.
He squirmed and struggled, his hands
clutching my wrists, in the vain en
deavor to tear loose from my grasp.
Soon one of his arms dropped to his
side, and he seemed to be nearly over
come, for I felt his body gradually sink
ing down. The next instant there was
a cold object thrust against my temple,
and an ominous click sounded in my
ears. Anyone who has had the muzzle
of a pistol meaning business thrust
into his face will understand my sensa
tion.
I instantly let go my hold and fell
back a few steps. So sudden h a d been
the change in Skinner from the de
fensive to the aggressive that for a
moment I forgot about my pistol. When
I did think of it and got through
fumbling in my pocket, the rascal had
lied around the side of the house,
whither 1 followed. He succeeded in
eluding me, however. Even had I dis
covered him, 1 would not have fired. It
was not my purpose to raise a disturb
ance just then. For some reason Skin
ner also was unwilling to attract at
tention to the spot by shooting, for, if
he really wished to put me out of the
way, he rrould never have had a more
favorable opportunity than when he
so cleverly got the drop on me.
Whether the fellow was about to
enter the cook house when I came upon
him so suddenly, or was standing guard
to give warning to some one who was
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JUNE t, 1898.
already inside, I could not determine.
If the last idea was the correct one, why
had he not given the warning?
My sudden attack taking him so un
awares might be accountable for this,
and he might return at any moment
and sound an alarm.
I went quickly back to the cook house,
determined to take advantage of his
flight. Kicking off my shoes, 1 entered.
A shudder ran over me at the thought
of again descending into the sepulchral
darkness, but there was not that horri
ble fear, that unaccountable terror in
the thought, which had so completely
demoralized my nerves on the former
occasions. I was prepared now, was on
a hot scent, the end of which promised
a tangible result. At the same time, I
fully realized the danger. I was alone,
single-handed, against 1 knew not what
odds.
Gliding noiselessly to the cellar-way,
I paused and listened. Tomblike
silence was about me.
With the utmost caution, lest the old
stairway should creak under my weight,
I descended. The instant my head
came below the level of the floor, a faint
streak of light in the opposite wall
struck my eye. The painted door was
ajar.
Eagerly I continued downward un
til 1 came to the last step. Would the
voice sound again, and thereby give ttsc
alarm? llow could I avoid it?
Thought flies quickly when the mind
is keyed up by excitement. 1 remem
bered how oa former occasions the
plank at the bottom had given way be
neath my weight, and how the voice had
sounded immediately after. Was there
some connection between the two?
Could I avoid the voice by avoiding the
plank?
I climbed over the balustrade and
reached the cellar floor at the side of
the stairs. To my intense satisfaction,
the silence remained unbroken.
After waiting a few minutes, I was
abouttocrossto the door, when from the
1,-
" You scoundrel! **
room above came a sound which set my
heart wildly beating—the sound of
footsteps moving cautiously across the
floor toward the stairway.
All seemed clear to me then. A trap
had been laid for me and I was caught
in it.
CHAPTER XVI.
The sounds of footsteps upon the
landing ceased for a short time. I was
not afraid to cope with a single man,
but I naturally felt no desire to have
two or more upon me at once. It might
be that Skinner had returned. I nerved
myself for a supreme effort against
odds, and waited for the alarm which
would sound the note of warning to
the colleague in the walled-up cellar.
To my surprise no alarm was given.
The footsteps again began to move
slowly forward. To lie in wait for the
newcomer at the foot of the stairs, trip
him up, and so make my escape, was my
first impulse.
I was about to station myself in posi
tion to carry oat this plan when a band
of light streamed down and made a
round, yellow patch on the stones be
low.
Thus being prevented irom follow
ing my plan, 1 hastily but silently with
drew behind the stairs, and, crouching
down, breathlessly waited.
Slowly and deliberately the unknown
came down Wlien he reached the bot
tom step he paused. Then the beaiu of
light from the dark-lantern was thrown
upon the plank, and moved from side to
side as if in investigation.
The secret of the plank was evident
ly known to the newcomer, for when
he left the stairs it was by a jump which
landed him on the stone floor beyond,
and thus, as in my case, the sound of
the warning voice was avoided.
I had no opportunity then for specu
lation as to the close connection be
tween the plank and the voice, for the
time of danger was upon me. The
round glow crept slowlv over the walls,
gradually approaching my hiding place.
I held my pistol ready, determined
the instant the light fell upon me to
fire, aiming at a spot in the darkness
directly above it.
But the glow suddenly died away,
and total darkness again reigned. The
footsteps went lightly across the fic&r,
and soon the crack of light in the op
posite wall widened.
The fellow paused but an instant be
fore the wide open door, and then, as
suming a crouching position, entered
into tiie regi Jn beyond.
He had had his back toward me, and
the light, coming from the walled-up
cellar through a narrow, low passage
way leading to it, was faint; but my
heart took a sudden bound from the
glimpse of that form, fleeting and in
distinct though it was. Here was a new
element entering into the mystery
which surrounded me. For a moment
amazement, wonder, held me spell
bound. Then, rising from my hiding
place, I swiftly went to the door, which
the person who had just entered had
left wide open.
The faint light from the room beyond
was almost blotted out by the man's
fc/m, as h«j went slowly along the low,
narrow pussnge. He could not proceed
without making some noise, and I saw
a startled face appear at the other end.
I could hardly repress a cry of aston
ishment.
The light in the room was nt one side
of the passage; it shone full upon the
fellow and revealed the form and face
of Horace Jackson. In one hand he
held a bundle of papers, and he ap
peared too dumfonnded to move. The
man lie was watching reached the end
of the passage and stepped into the
apartment beside him.
I was eager to verify my first im
pression, which the glimpse of the new
comer's back had given me, but imme
diately upon his entrance into the
walled cellar he stepped to one side,
ont of the !'ne of vision.
Jackson's eyes followed liim, and
were evidently resting upon him in
doubt and suspicion.
"You?" lie finally exclaimed.
I listened intent'y for the answer,
and the sound of the voice sent a shud
der ever me. The voice was familiar,
and it was with deepest dread I heard
it.
"Yes. You wonder how I found you
out," came in response to Jackson's ex
clamation. "That I will not say.
Enough that I am here."
"Well, we can't talk in this place,"
Jackson said, after a pause. "His bed
room is right above us."
"You mean Mr. Conway. Xo fear of
his hearing. He was called to my house
by a message from my daughter, and
is with her now, I have no doubt."
Pro BE CONTINUED.]
ACQUITTED BY THE CROWD.
.failure. Who Wanted to He IteeleeteU,
Doilki-iI to Make Votes.
Twenty years ago Powers was an en
gine wiper in the dliops at Burnham.
Losing an arm in a railroad wreck he
was obliged to use his head more and
his limbs less in the business of making
a living for himself and his little family.
Drifting to Leadville with the first tide
of fortune hunters, Powers remained
there as long as he could consistently,
and until the sheriff took him down to
Canyon City to live permanently, that
being considered a healthier climate for
a man of his temperament—he had shot
and killed his son-in-law, Pat Kennedy,
in a friendly, go-as-you-please with re
volvers.
But Powers was not nearly so vicious
as he looked, and during all of the years
that I knew him he had never killed a
man —a pretty good record for that vi
cinity. He was always a potent politi
cal factor, and filled various positions
of honor and responsibility, from jus
tice of the jjeaee to policeman and jan
itor of the eourthous and superintend
ent of the chain gang.
While dealing out justice in the old
jail, a Missourian was brought before
him for a preliminary hearing upon
the charge of horse stealing. That
was ranked as a capital offense in Lead
ville in those days, punishable with
death.
But the culprit was from Joplin, and
had many friends in camp, albeit the
courtroom was crowded'with them, all
determined, as every true Missourian
is, to see justice done. In the midst of
the proceedings a stentorian voico was
heard in the rear room, shouting;
"I move, your honor, that the prison
er be discharged'!"
That was all Powers wanted. To con
vict the Missourian would have been
fatal to his hopes for reelection, and
without waiting for a second to the
proposition he put the motion to thi
house and declared it carried unan
imously, which it was. The court then
adjourned to Johnny Shea's, where the
friends of the vindicated man did the
handsome thing by the judge, the clerk
and all of the bystanders. —Denver
Times.
An AKKrleved Small Hoy.
There is one small boy on these
grounds who fervently wishes that his
sister would learn to write more
legibly. Just as he was going for a
swim she sent him down to the pier
with a handbag and a note which read:
"Please keep this bag for me until 1
come down." To his .surprise the boy
was ordered to come in and sit down in
a corner of the office. After a patient
wait of half an hour he asked: "May I
go now?" "No," was the reply of the
busy clerk; "keep quiet and stay where
you are." An hour rolled by and the
sister appeared on the scene. An ex
planation followed, and the boy was re
leased with the promise of some candy .
The clerk had read the note: "Please
keep this boy for me until I come
down."—Chautauquan Assembly Her
ald.
Calmness in Knierjyeney.
Dr. Weir Mitchell, lecturing to a
school of nurses lately upon the ne
cessity of self-control in. eimergeiweies,
told the following incident: "One of
his jxitients, while, in, a low, nervous
condition, swallowed by mistake a il'Of.e
from the wrong bottle. She shrieked
out that she was poisoned. Qn© of the
nuirses screamed 'Aconite!' and began
to cry hysterically. The other nurse,
seeing that the patiejuti was going into
convulsions from terror, when relief
would be impossibles said, coolly:
'Don't be frightened. Look here,' tak
ing a mouthful of the dose herself. She
then went outside to rid her mouth, of
it, procured an emetic and' senvt for a
doctor and a stomach pump. Ilcrcalm
ness saved the life of the pa tie nit." —X.
Y. Ledger.
So He Deelnred Ills Independence.
Mrs. Goodeoul —You say you were
thrown upon the wcrld by a great
cruelty of nature. That's too bad!
What was the character of it, if you
don't mind, telling?
Bumm D'Way —Well, mum, ye see, i!
was dis way: Nater made hayin' an'
harvest come at a time when it's too hoi
ter work; an' den she turns right
around 1 an' makes de time ter sawwooi
come in de winter when it's too cold
Oh! She had it infer us, mum! -
Puck.
SAMPLE OF "DROP-IN" TRADE.
The Dealer in Corn Salve Spoils (he
Ileal Lilulp Man's I'roud
Boast.
Real estate dealers often console them
selves during these dull days by reminis
cences of the periods of inactivity which
have gone before. A well-known Washing
ton street dealer while in a reminiscent
mood told the following:
"The period of inactivity through which
we are now passing reminds me somewhat
of the days of 187.'i when a dealer who made
a sate was looked upon as a marvel. 1 had
my office at that time on the second floor
of this building. On the main lloor were
the offices of Recce, fierce & Co. I was in
the habit of stopping in each morning and
greeting Col. Pierce, and usually the greet
ing became a morning visit, line day
1 was complaining somewhat bitterly of tlnj
dullness ot the market, and the colonel re
marked: 1 tell you that you miss it by not
getting down on the ground floor. Now we
get a great deal of drop-in trade, so to speak,
that never gets to you because of the stairs.'
".Just us he was closing this remark the
door opened and in stepped a man with a
valise. ' There, what did I tell you.' said the
co'onel. 'Here's a man who probably wants
to buy a lot and who never would climb up
to you.' I was duly impressed with the trutn
of the statement then, and we both became
silent as the newcomer avanced. As he
came up to us he bowed and smiled and then
blandly inquired: 'Can't I sell either of you
some corn salve to-day?'
"The colonel was almost overcome, but he
managed to express a decided negative and
the visitor retreated. When he had closed
the door behind him I burst out laughing
and exclaimed: 'Colonel, if that's the kind
of drop-in trade you get down here I want
i.one of it. Now, that man would never
trouble me because he could easily see that
any man who could frequently climb the
stairs of this building could not possibly
have corns." I went upstairs to my office,
leaving the colonel speechless."—Chicago
Chronicle.
Ililla ol Fare in Fashionable Hestaii
ruuts.
The question has been mooted over and
over again whether the engrafting of French
and German dishes upon the bill of fare of
the better class of American restaurants is
r>r is not an improvement. Many pretend
that before tl'ieir introduction our cooking
was coarse, barbaric. This is an open ques
tion, but no bill of fare presents attractions
to the dyspeptic, but they, like the bilious,
malarious and persons with weak kidneys,
cai> be tureti by Ilostetter'a Stomach Hitlers.
liuii Outgrown tin- Habit.
She —Do you believe microbes are got
from kissing?
lie 1 really have no way of knowing: you
know, I'm married. —Yonkers Statesman.
Give the Children a Drink
called Grain-O. Jt is a delicious, appetizing,
nourishing food drink to take the place of
coffee. Sold by all grocers and liked by all
who have used it, because when properly
prepared it tastes like the finest coffee but
is free from all its injurious properties.
Grain-O aids digestion and strengthens the
nerves. It is not a stimulant but a health
builder, and children, as well as adults, can
drink it with great benefit. Costs abou; Jas
much as coffee. 15 and 25e.
A loafer doesn't seem to care for anybody
except those who are busy.—Washington
(la.) Democrat.
For Whooping Cough, Piso's Cure is a
successful remedy M. I*. Dieter, 67 Throop
Ave., Brooklyn, N. Y., Nov. 14, '94.
The Doctor's Discovery.
"What do you find the most common de
lusion among your patients, doctor?"
"That we nhysicans care nothing about
having our bills paid."—Detroit Free Press.
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My little girl has been sick a number of times,
and when we used your medicine it proved a
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CHEERING HIM.
Ills Hearers Were Duly Appreciative
Hut Were Not Completely
Carried Awuy.
He was unquestionably an orator. But
he was not content with that gift. He de
sired to deliver speeches which would read
well in print. As a result, his periods wert
polished till they lost force. They -would
nave made more of an impression if he had
lefta few jagged edges on them. His speeches
were as famed for their soporific qualities as
they were for their immaculate syntnv, but'
his wife was a confident admirer of bis pow
ers as a speaker. Without taking the
trouble to inform herself very thoroughly
on the topics he discussed, she accepted his
observations with implicit faith and un
bounded applause. She had gone to hear
him address the legislature. After it was
over he remarked:
"That speech wasn't the success we hoped
it would be."
"It was a very nice speech, indeed," she
answered, encouragingly. "I enjoyed it
very much. 1 have passed a highly in
structive afternoon. And, besides, 1 needed
rest."
"There wasn't much enthusiasm."
"I was very enthusiastic."
"I was referring to my fellow-members."
"You couldn't tell whether they liked it
or not."
"At all events, they were not carried off
their feet."
"Oh, you mustn't be the least bit wor
ried about that. They couldn't be. They
took special precautions. I noticed that
before you got half through nearly all of
them had their feet oa their desk*,"- Wash
ingtou Star.
SSOO Reward
Tli« a bora Reward will be paid tor Ik
formation that will lead to the arrest tam
ecnriction of the partj or pa-tes «it
bUomI iroa and alaba os the track ot ike
Emporium k Kioh Valiey R. R., mm {
tb« east line of Fraaklin Honclcir't iVil.
oa the evening of NOT. 21st, 18?'L.
Hbxbt Agciu,
88-tf. jVnuhrt.
FINE LIQUOR Si ORE
—nr—
EMPORIUM, PA.
THE nnderalgned ha« opened * diet
olass Liquor store, and Invites tbe
trade or Hot® la, R< atauranta,
Wo ah all carry noo« bat tbe tuat t si so
lean and Imported
WHISKIES,
BRANDIES,
GINS AND
WINES,
BOTTLED ALE, CHAMPAQIiE, Eta.
Choice 11m* at
Bottled Goods.
raddftloa to iay larta 1)m «112 m««n I aeaay
mattitl; )a atock a fall liea at
CIGARS AND TOBAOCa
tm-fornl and Billiard Boom la aaaaa
COLL AJtD SEE MB.
A., A. MCDONALD,
rBOPBIETOB, KMFOKICM, »A.
& F. X. BLUMLE, ?
W impobiuh, rjL. n
■jY Bottler W iatf llukj la
4 WINES, t
& WHISKIES, Si
Jvt And Liquors of All Kind*. g i
g Tbo boo* of foods always JJJ
yg carried In stock and every- V [
Cjf thing warranted as roprsssnfe- Tj
1 Especial Attentlea Paid to |
flail Orders. < ■
W EMPORIUM. PA. 'J
/ 60 TO i
sj. fllnslefM
J BraaS Hmt, Emperimm, Pa.. 1
J Where ;n aaa tat aajtklii yaa want to C
C the llaa of 1
s Groceries, )
i Provisions, 7
J FLOUR, SALT HEATS, X
( SMOKES) HEATS, \
J CANNED 60658, ETC., >
) Tiu, Utm, Frtlti,
5 ftkatcs ui Clfira. C
\ Beada DcllrereS Pre* say /
/ Plata laa Town. S
/ Ciu in SBB IK ill GST rUCKLN
t Bit P. * I. BtPCT (
BirOKIDB
Bottling Works,
JOHN McDONALD, Proprietor.
Ilaat ML Dapct, Baaportuaa, K
BotUar and Shipper •#
Rochester
Lager Beer,
HER tu»B •» ETFOIT.
I%a Manufacturer of Safl
Drlaka and Daalar la OWm
Iftaaa and Para Ltquora.
We keep noao bat the Tory heal
Boor and are prepared to fill Orders oa
abort notioe. Private families aorrod
AaOy if desired.
JOHIT MCDONALD.
li.Vvrat*, and 1 rr.da-Marts Por
tent buaißaae conducted for Moderate Ftia.
ioun Ornec ia OppoaiTt U, 8. Patint Or riot
> and we can aeeure patent in Icaa ume than tiim,
r remote from Waahfnrton.
, Seed model, drawing or photo., with deecrlp
\tioo. Wo adriae, if patentable or not, free of
'charge. Our fee net due till patent 1*
ji A PAMPHLIT. " How to Cbtain Patenta,' wl«a
oMt <>7 atune in the U. S. amC lor ergo counutee
aent Ire*. Addreaa,
!O.A.SNOW&CO.
PATT W fr»3l, WA»°
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