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A WOODLAND SUMMON&
Maiden frank and free.
Leave the town with me;
•L?a.ve five city for the woodlands.
For tire fields of emerald corn.
For the meads with running streamlets
Singing praises to t'be morn:
For the hills that bourad thedlatance.
Crowned with purple diadems;
For ttie sunshine on the dewdrops.
Decking trees and plants with gema.
Maiden sweet and fair.
Young and debonair;
the city's smoke and hurry,
Ncver-eea-sing toll and pain,
Jlolsy streets and noisome alleys.
Love of gold and greed of gain.
Where the soul is cribbed and cabined,
Wtverw tihe heart has lack of room,
Where the ghosts of want and hunger
Stalk, around In robes of gloom.
Maiden dear and free.
Nature here wo sec —
Nature irv her robes of beauty.
Glowing in her summer dress,
E"ree from artificial fetters.
Free from sorrow and distress.
Soothed by sound of running waters.
Charmed by humming of the bees,
TJ&I u-s rest wiflhin the shadows
Of the grand primeval trees.
—Thormas Dunn English, in N. T. Inde
peodent.
I SftT im-is'sTfyfrsor -V-Ly
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PART 111.
CHAPTER Xlll.—Continued.
The captain was too bright to be in
the wa3'. lie whipped out of sight in a
ixiomeut, leaving Silver to arrange the
party; and 1 fancy it was as well he did
.•so. Ilad he been on deck, he could no
Jlntig-er so much as have pretended not
to understand the situation. It was as
s>fcmi as day. Silver was the captain,
and a mighty rebellious crew he had of
it. The honest hands—and 1 was soon
•to see it proved that there were such
■ou board—must have been very stupid
fellows. Or, rather, I suppose the truth
was this: that all hands were disaffect
ed by the example of the ringleaders—-
only some more, some less; and a few,
foe-ing good fellows in the main, could
(neither be led nor driven any further.
B£t is)one thing to be idle and skulk, and
•rjnf'ce another to take a ship and mur
«der a number of innocent men.
A t, last, however, the party was made
Six fellows were to stay on board,
untS the remaining 13, including Silver,
tjrjrJTi to «;mbark.
Then it was that there came into my
head the first of the mad notions that
oontributed so much to save our lives.
If six men were left by Silver, it was
plain our party could not take and fight
the ship; and since only six were left,
it.was equally plain that the cabin par
tly bad no present need of my assist
;»iim. It occurred to me at once togo
j-jh.Qre. In a jiffy I had slipped over the
side, and curled up in the fore-sheets
of the nearest boat, and almost at the
*amr moment she shoved off.
iVd on« took notice of roe, only the
sow oar saying: "Is that you, Jim?
Keep wrar head down." But Silver,
from the other boat, looked sharply
owr and called out to know if that
v»;r<! me; and from that moment I be
to regret what I had done.
75M? crews raced for the beach; but
<he boat I was in, having some start,
being at once the lighter and the
better manned, shot far ahead of her
• consort, and the bow had struck among
the shore-side trees, and I had caught
or bra nch and swung myself out, and
, i- } y,
oh w
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W-'H o'; ; / » -
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"Jim: Jim!" I heard him • taoutin*.
ol.tinged into the nearest thicket, while
and the rest were still 100 yards
bebltkd.
".fim, Jim!" I heard him shouting.
But you may suppose I paid no heed;
jumping, ducking, and breaking
through, Iran straight before my
nose, till I could run no longer.
CHAPTER XIV.
THE FIRST BLOW,
i . , , ~
so pleased at having given the
mip to xs, j o jj n that I began to enjoy
cav He If and k , , ~,
. J . 'k around me with some
interest ou the , ,
-autre land that I was
an. °
I had crossed a mars. fract fuU of
willows, bulrushes, and ou. outxUntl
iish. awampy trees, and I had no\. „ ome
out upon the skirts of an open piece
undulating, sandy country, about a
zaile long, dotted with a few pines, and
a great number of contorted trees, not
unlike the oak in growth, but pale in
'the. fWteage. like willows. On the far
etcV of the «,pen stood one of the hills,
Vfit'U twa quaint, craggy peaks, shining
tiriiily iu tlit' sun.
/ now felt for the first time the joy
tit exploration. The isle was uninhab
ited; say shipmates I had left behind,
andi nrSitMng lived in front of me but
dumb br-uteu and fowls. I turned
.bi.th«tf and thither among the trees.
Here and there were flowering plants
vjnkno')';n to me: here and there 1 saw
istckikea, ai.d one raised his head from
a ksr/ge ot a rock and hissed at me with
« noise not unlike the spinning of a
jop Little did I suppose that he was a
deadly enemy, and that the noise wa«
the famous rattle.
Then 1 came to a long 1 thicket of these
oak-like trees —live or evergreen oaks,
I heard afterward they should be called
—which grew low along the sand like
brambles, the boughs curiously twist
ed, the foliage compact, like thatch.
The thicket stretched down from the
top one of the sandy knolls, spreading
and growing taller as it went, until it
reached the margin of the broad, reedy
fen, through which the nearest of the
little rivers soaked its way into the an
chorage. The marsh was steaming in
the strong sun, and the outline of the
Spy-glass trembled through the haze.
AH at once there began togo a sort of
bustle among the bulrushes; a wild
duck flew tip with a quack, another fol
lowed, and soon over the whole surface
of the marsh a great cloud of birds
hung screaming and circling in the
air. I judged at once that some of my
shipmates must be drawing near along
the borders of the fen. Nor was I de
ceived; for soon I heard the very dis
tant and low tones of a human voice,
which as 1 continued to give ear, grew
steadily louder and nearer.
This put me in great fear, and I
crawled under cover of the nearest live
oak and squatted there, hearkening, as
silent as a mouse.
Another voice answered; and then
the first voice, which I now recognized
to be Silver's, once more took up the
story, and ran on for a long while in a
stream, only now and again interrupt
ed by the other. Isy the sound they
must have been talking earnestly, and
almost fiercely; but no distinct word
came to my hearing.
At last the speakers seemed to have
paused, and perhaps to have sat down;
for not only did they cease to draw any
nearer, but the birds themselves began
to grow more quiet, and to settle again
to their places in the swamp.
And now 1 began to feel that I was
neglecting my business; that since 1
had been so foolhardy as toeomeashore
with these desperadoes, the least I
could do was to overhear them at their
councils; and my plain and obvious
duty was to draw as close as I could
manage, under the favorable ambush
of the crouching trees.
I could tell the direction of the speak
ers pretty exactly, not only by the
sound of their voices, but by the be
havior of the few birds that still hung
in alarm above the heads of the in
truders.
Crawling on all-fours, I made
steadily but slowly toward them; till
at last, raising my head to an aperture
among the leaves, 1 could see clear
down into a little green dell beside the
marsh, and closely set about with trees,
where Long John Silver and another
of the crew stood face to face in con
versation.
The sun beat full upon them. Silver
had thrown his hat beside him on the
ground, and his great, smooth, blonde
face, all shining with heat, was lifted
to the other man's in a kind of appeal.
"Mate," he was saying, "it's because
I thinks gold-dust of you—gold-dust,
and you may lay to that! If I hadn't
took to you like pitch, do you think I'd
have been here a-warning of you? All's
up —you can't make nor mend; it's to
save your neck that I'm a-speaking,
and if one of the wild 'uns knew it,
where 'ud I be, Tom—now, tell me,
where 'ud I be?"
"Silver," said the other man—and
I observed he was not only red in the
face, but spoke as hoarse as a crow, and
his voice shook, too, like a taut rope—
"Silver," says he, "you're old, and
you're honest, or has the name for it;
and you've money, too, which lots of
poor sailors hasn't; and you're brave,
or I'm mistook. And will you tell me
you'll let yourself be led away with
that kind of a rness of swabs? not you!
As sure as God sees me, I'd sooner lose
my hand. If I turn again my dooty—"
And then all of a sudden he was inter
rupted by a noise. I had found one of
the honest hands-—well, here, at that
same moment, came news of another.
Far away out in the marsh there arose,
all of a sudden, a sound like the cry of
anger, then another on the back, of it;
and then one horrid, long-drawn
scream. The rocks of the Spy-glass re
echoed it a score of times; the whole
troop of marsh-birds rose again, dark
ening heaven, with a simultaneous
whir; and long after that death yell
was still ringing in my brain, silence
had reestablished its empire, and only
the rustle of the redescending birds
and the boom of the distant surges dis
turbed the languor of the afternoon.
Tom had leaped at the sound, like a
horse at the spur; but Silver had not
winked an eye. lie stood where he
was, resting lightly on his crutch,
watching his companion like a snake
about to spring.
"John!" said the sailor, stretching
out his hand.
"Ilands off!" cried Silver, leaping
back a yard, as it seemed to me, with
the speed and security of a trained
gymnast.
"Ilands off, if you like, John Silver,"
said the other. "It's a black conscience
that can make you feared of me. liut,
in Heaven's name, tell me what was
that?"
"That?" returned Silver, smiling
away, but warier than ever, his eye a
mere pin-point in his big face, but
gleuii-: n f? like a crumb of glass.
"That? On, l reckon that'll be Alan."
And at this poor Tom flashed out like
a hero.
"Alan!" he cried. "Then rest his
soul for a true seaman! And as for
you, John Silver, long 'you've been a
mate of mine, but you're mate of mine
no more. If I die like a dog, I'll die in
my dooty. You've killed Alan, have
you? Kill me, too, if you can. liut 1
defies you."
And with that, this brave fellow
turned his back directly on the cpok,
and set off walking for the beach. liut
he was not destined togo far. With a
cry, John seized t v e branch of a tree,
whipped the crutch out of his armpit,
and sent that uncouth missile hurling
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, AUGUST 18, 1898.
throigh the air. It st.mck poor Tom,
point foremost, and with stunning
violence, right between the shoulders
in the middle of bis back His hands
flew up, he gave a sort of gasp, and
fell.
Whether he was injured much or
little none could ever tell. Like enough,
to judge from the sound, his back was
broken on the spot, but he had no time
given him to recover. Silver, agile as
a monkey, even without leg or crutch,
was on the top of him the next moment,
and had twice buried his knife up to the
hilt in that defenseless body. From my
place of ambush 1 could hear him pant
loudly as he struck the blows.
I do not know what it rightly is to
faint, but I do know that for the next
little while the whole world swam
away from before me in a whirling
mist; Silver and the birds and the tall
Spy-glass hilltop, going round and
round and topsyturvy before my eyes,
and all manner of bells ringing and dis
tant voices shouting in my ears.
When I came again to myself, the
monster had pulled himself together,
his crutch under his arm, his hat upon
his head. Just before him Tom lay
motionless upon the sward; but the
murderer minded him not a whit,
cleansing his blood-stained knife the
while upon a whisp of grass. Every
thing else was unchanged, the sun still
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Silver burled kla knlf# twice In that defenseless
bod j.
shining mercilessly on the steaming]
marsh and the tall pinnacleof themoun
tain, and I could scarce persuade my
self that murder had actually been
done, and a human life cruelly cut
short a moment since before my ej-es.
But now John put his hand into his
pocket, brought out a whistle, and blew
upon it several modulated blasts, that
rang far across the heated air. I could
not tell, of course, the meaning of the
signal, but it instantly awoke my fears.
More men would be coming. I might
be discovered. They had already slain
two of the honest people; after Tom
and Alan, might not I come next?
Instantly 1 began to extricate myself
and crawl back again, with what speed
and silence I could manage, to the more
open portion of the wood. As I did so,
I could hear hails coming and going be
tween the old buccaneer and his com
rades, and tUis sound of danger lent me
wings. As soon as I was clear of the
thicket Iran as I never ran before,
scarce minding the direction of my
flight, so long as it led me from the mur
derers; and as Iran, fear grew and
grew upon me, until it turned into a
kind of frenzy.
Indeed, could anyone be more entire
ly lost than I? When the gun fired,
how should I dare go down to the boats
among those fiends, still smoking from
their crime? Would not the first of
them who saw me wring my neck like
a snipe's? Would not my absence itself
be an evidence to them of my alarm,
find therefore of my fatal knowledge?
It was all over, I thought. Good-by
to the Hispaniola; good-by to the
squire, the doctor and thecaptain. There
was nothing left for me but death by
starvation or death by the hands of the
mutineers.
All this while, as I say, I was still
running, and, without taking any no
tice, I had drawn near to the foot of the
little hill with the two peaks, and had
got into a part of the island where the
wild oaks grew more widely apart, and
seemed more like forest trees in their
bearings and dimensions. Mingled
with these were a few scattered pines,
some 00, some nearly 70 feet high. The
air, too, smelled more freshly than
down beside the marsh.
And here a fresh alarm brought me to
a standstill with a thumping heart.
CHAPTER XV.
THE MAN OF THE ISLAND.
From the side of the hill, which was
here steep and stony, a spout of gravel
was dislodged and fell rattling and
bounding through the trees. My eyes
turned instinctively in that direction,
and 1 saw a figure leap with great rapid
ity behind the trunk of a pine. What it
was, whether bear or man or monkey, 1
could in no wise tell. It seemed dark
and shaggy; more I knew not. But the
terror of the new apparition brought
me to a stand.
I was now, it seemed, cut of! upon
both sides; behind me the murderers,
before me this lurking nondescript. And
immediately 1 began to prefer the dan
gers that I knew to those I knew not.
Silver himself appeared less terrible in
contrast with this creature of the
woods, and I turned on my heel, and,
looking sharply behind me over my
ehoulder, began to retrace my steps in
the direction of the boats.
Instantly the figure reappeared, and,
making a wide circuit, began to head
me off. I was tired, at any rate; but
had I been as fresh as when I rose, 1
could see it was in vain for me to con
tend in speed such an adversary. From
trunk to trunk the creature flitted like
a deer, running man-like on two legs,
but unlike any roan that I had ever
seen, stooping almost double as it ran.
Yet a man it was. I could no longer be
in doubt about that.
I began to recall what I had heard of
' cannibals. I was witbin au ace of call-
ing for help. But the mere fact that
he was a man, however wild, had some
what reassured me. and my fear of Sil
ver began to revive in proportion. I
stood still, therefore, and cast about
for some method of escape; and as 1
was so thinking, the recollection of my
pistol flashed into my mind. As soon
as I remembered 1 was not defenseless,
courage glowed again in my heart;
and I set my face resolutely for this
man of the island, and talked briskly
toward him.
He was concealed by this time, be
hind another tree trunk; but he must
have been watching me closely, for as
•soon as I began to move in hisdirection
he reappeared and took a step to meet
me. Then he hesitated, drew back,
came forward again, and at last, tc
my wonder and confusion, threw him
self on his knees and held out his
clasped hands in supplication.
At that 1 once more stopped.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Ben Gunn," he answered, and his
voice sounded hoarse and awkward,like
a rusty lock. "I'm poor Ben Gunn, 1
am; and I haven't spoke with a Chris
tian these three years."
I could now see that he was a white
man like myself, and that his features
were even pleasing. His skin, wher
ever it was exposed, was burned by the
sun; even his lips were black, and his
fair eyes looked quite startling in so
dark a face. Of all the beggar-men that
I had seen or fancied, he was the chief
for raggedness. lie was clothed with
tatters of old ship's canvas and old sea
eloth; and this extraordinary patch
work was all held together by a system
of the most various and incongruous
fastenings, brass buttons, bits of stick,
and loops of tarry gaskin. About his
waist he wore an old brass-buckled
leather belt, which was the one thing
solid in his whole accoutrement.
"Three years!" I cried. "Were you
shipwrecked ?"
"Xay, mate," said he—"marooned."
I had heard the word, and I knew it
stood for a horrible kind of punish
ment common enough among the buc
caneers, in which the offender is put
ashore with a litrtle powder and shot,
and left behind on some desolate and
distant island.
"Marooned' three years agone," lit
continued, "and lived on goats since
then, and berries, and oysters. Wher
ever a man is, says I, a man can do for
himself. But, mate, my heart is sore
for Christian diet. You mightn't hap
pen to have a piece of cheese about you,
now? Xo? Well, many's the long
night I've dreamed of cheese —toasted,
mostly—and woke up again, and here
I were."
"If ever I can get aboard again," said
I, "you shall have cheese by the stone."
[TO BE CONTINUED.)
PRECIOUS PEARLS.
Fanaon* (irmi Onofd by (irrnt La
dlm of tlie Kuropran Court".
The most curious among famous
pearls is that which three cen
turies ago the French traveler Tra
verser sold to the shah of Persia for
$075,000. It is still in the possession of
the sovereign of Persia. Another east
ern potentates owns a pearl of 12%
carats, which is quite transparent. It
is to be had for the sum of $200,000.
Princess Youssoupoff has an oriental
pearl which is unique for the beauty
of its color. In 1020 this pearl was sold
by Georgibus of Calais to Philip IY. of
Spain at the price of 80,000 ducats. To
day it is valued at $225,000. Pope Leo
XIII., again owns a pearl left to hirn
by his predecessor on the throne of
St. Peter which is worth SIOO,OOO, and
the chain of 32 pearls owned by Em
press Frederick is estimated at $175,000.
One million dollars is the price of five
chains of pearls forming a collar owned
by Baroness Gustave de Rothschild, and
that of Baroness Adolphe de Rothschild
is almost as valuable. But these ladies
are enthusiastic collectors of pearls,
and their jewelers have instructions to
buy for them any pearl of unusual
size or beauty which they may hap
pen to come across. The sister of Mme.
Theirs, Mile. Doane, is also the owner
of a very valuable string of pearls which
she has collected during the last 30
years.—Philadelphia Press.
An KnKliih \V«*«lillnu Celelir# f-wn.
A Liverpool medical man was called
into attend a patient seized with cholera
cramps as the result of excessive drink
ing, and found together about a dozen
persons, mostly young women, in a
room with full glasses before them, a
three-gallon jar of strong ale on the
table, and several bottles of whisky,
which from time to tame were replen
ished. This remarkable session was
kept up for five days, it was in cele
bration of a wedlding, and all had saved
up for weeks ini anticipation of the
event. The father pawned his watch
and most of his furniture; one young
fellow pawned his coat, hat and watch.
The whole party, 20 or 30 in number,
slept together on the floors, or any
where —the house being a small three
roomed cottage in one of the streets of
Tox Teth park. When the five days'
revel was ended they all "proceeded to
the house of Father .Nugent and signed
the pledge." —Chicago inter Ocean.
Ciirionlty SatiMtlcd.
"What has become of that fellow
called Three-Fingered Sam?" inquired
the traveling man in a far western town.
"Ilim as was alus gettin' mixed up in
suspicions conoernin' bosses?" inquired
Derringer Dan.
"Yes. Isn't he hanging around here
any more?"
"I reckon he is —unless some o* the
committee took a notion to cut Mm
down since yistiddy."— Washington
Star.
A llnr»il<>»« lll»rn«r.
"Teacher was tellin' us to-day about
having moral character when he was
young. Did yo-u have moral character
when you was young, grandpa?"
"I think so."
"Didn't leave no marks, did it, grand•
pa?"—Cleveland Plain Dealer.
STEADFAST TO HIS DUTY.
Rrmom Thai Were Allfgfd b T •
Younjc Indiana N» lor llefim
log t'onvrmluß.
Many men have laid down their lives
for their country and a still larger
number for their families and friends,
but to defy the devil and all his cohorts
for (he love of others i.s a thing not fre
quently encountered in this world of
selfishness. Exactly this thing, how
ever, was done recently by a young
man at a camp meeting in Laporte
county, Ind.
It was the third day of the meeting.
A large number hail been converted
and the mourner's benches were well
crowded, when the local clergyman, who
was acting as first lieutenant to the
important evangelist in charge of the
work, approached a young man who
stood in the rear of the seats busily
chewing a cigar.
"Come forward, John," said he."The
kind arrows of conviction are flying
straight to unrepentant hearts. Your
father, mother, brothers, sisters,
uncles, aunts and cousins are all in
the fold. Come."
The young man shifted his feet un
easily for a moment, then threw
away his cigar, brushed the hair out
of his eyes, yielded to the persuasive
hand of the clergyman and took a
few forward steps. Suddenly he
stopped and asked:
"lias Cousin Hill Foote jined?"
"He's under conviction and is now
wrestling with Satan."
"Then I can't go, parson."
"But you will lose your immortal
soul."
"I'll have to chance that. We've been
a powerful wicked family, parson."
"1 know it. John, and I want to make
a clean sweep. It's my duty."
"Probably you think I hain't got no
duties. It's this way, parson: I'll
watch the game and if the devil bests
Bill Foote. I'll jine."
"And if he does not?"
"Then I've got a duty to perform.
I'll have to stay outside to swear and
fight for the family."—Chicago Chron
icle.
HARD SOAP.
Two Simple FormnlaN for Making
the Common Kin«l for House
hold 1 »e.
A simple way to make a small
amount of hard soap is to buy a can
of prepared potash and dissolve it in
one quart of cold water. The potash
will cause the water to boil like lime
when the mixture cools, and just be
fore it is cold stir in five pounds of
melted grease. Stir the soap for ten
minutes over the fire, and then pour
it into an old dripping-pan or some
similar square-cornered dish. An old
wooden box, if the joints are tight,
is the best thing to put it into harden.
Where there are stationary wasambs
these may be utilized to cool the soap.
When it is soft, cut it into suitable
sized bars and let it become hard.
It can be used 24 hours after it is made,
but it i.s better for ripening a month.
Still another way of making soap is
with soda and lime. Dissolve six
pounds of common washing soda and
three pounds of unslacked lime in four
gallons of boiling water. Let the
mixture stand until the water above
it is perfectly clear. Drain off this
water. Now pour in two gallons of
cold water and let it settle clear. Drain
this second water off in a pan. Put
six*pounds of clean grease with the
lime and. soda, and let the mixture boil
slowly for two hours till it begins to
harden. Thin it as it boils with the
two gallons of water which was drained
into the pan. Add this water as it is
needed; it will not require all, only
enough to prevent the soap from boil
ing over. When a little of the cooled
soap hardens, add a handful of salt
and mix well, and pour into a mold
that has been well wet with water to
prevent the soap sticking to the mold.
When it is solid cut it into bars. Let
the bars dry for three months. —X. Y.
Tribune.
Li\ lim Sweetly tinier Trial*.
Many of us fiud life hard and lull of
pain. The world uses us rudely anil
roughly. We suffer wrongs and inju
ries. Other people's clumsy feet tread
upon our tender spirits. We must en
dure misfortune, trials, disappoint
ments. We cannot avoid these things,
but we should not allow the harsh ex
periences to deaden our sensibilities
or make us stoical or sour. The true
problem of living is to keep our hearts
sweet and gentle ifi the hardest condi
tions anil experiences. If you remove
the snow from the hillside in the late
winter you will find sweet flowers
growing there beneath the cold drifts
unhurt by the storm and by the snowy
blankets that have covered them. So
should we keep our hearts tender and
sensitive beneath life's fiercest winter
blasts, and through the longest years
of suffering and even of injustice and
wrong treatment. That in true, vic
torious living.—J. 11. Miller, D. 1)., in
Detroit Free Press.
A Xew I >«*«•«> rat I oil Article.
The latest thing to be utilized by
the grasping decorator is the ribbed
pasteboard similar to that in which
bottles are wrapped. This dull, tinted,
corrugated surface has attracted their
artistic eyes, and they have boldly
seized upon it to accomplish some very
good effects. As usual, they take tlv
country houses for their daring ex peri
ments, because there um expects, or
at least forgives any scheme in
the way of decoration. The paste
board is used in its natural color of a
sort of coffee brown, or it is some
times painted over in a dull red, green
or yellow.—X. Y. Post.
Hail Proof Mnoinvh.
Gusher —So you think alcohol bad
for the metnorv?
Lusher —-Yes, indeed! It has offer
made me forget, myself.—-San Francis
co Examiner.
When Hot
Don't sweat and fret, but keep cool and
take Hood s Harsaparilla. This is good
advice, as you will find If you follow it.
Hood's Sarsaparilla is a first-class sum
mer medicine, because it is so good for
the stomach, so cooling to the blood,
so helpful to the whole body. Make no
mistake, but get only
Hood's 8 ;™;,
America's Greatest Medicine.
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All Kinds of Stumps.
There are stamps and stamps, and th«
banks are wrathfully aware that there are.
The record of one Boston batrk for stamps
received on checks is this:
Interna! revenue stamps of the '6os.
Regular postage stamps.
Ornaha postage stamps.
Proprietary stamps.
Doucumentary stamps of ISOS.
Postage-due stamps.
The receipt of two one-cent "postage due"
on a check oroke the record. How anybody
outside of the post office department could
have had them in possession to put on is now
the mystery.—Boston Transcript.
Try Allen's Koot-Kiise,
A powder to be shaken into the shots. At
this season your feet feel swollen, nervous
and hot, and get tired easily. If you have
smarting feet or tight shoes, try Allen's
Foot-Ease. It cools the feet and makes walk
ing easy. Cures swollen and sweating feet,
blisters and eallousspots. Relievescornsana
bunions of all painandgivesrestandcomfort.
Try it to-day. Sold by all druggists and sboa
stores for 25e. Trial package FREE. Ad
dress, Allen S. Olmsted. Le Roy, N. Y.
The Knk 1 i sli mil u Kicked.
New Arrival—How much is the fare from
New York to San Francisco?
Ticket Agent—One hundred dollars.
"You bloomin' robber! I can travel clear
•cross England for S2O!" —Puck.
tVbeat 40 Cents it Iluailiel.
How to grow wheat with big profit at 411
cents and samples of Salzer's Red Cross
Bushels per acre) Winter Wheat, Rye, Oats,
Clovers, etc., with Farm Seed Catalogue for
4 cents postage. JOHN A. SALZER SEEL)
CO., La Crosse, Wis. K.
Misunderstood.
"How much is a ticket, mistah?"
"Fifty cents for the grand stand."
"How much is de tickets foh to sit down,
mistah?" —Up to Date.
lin tned late Reconciliation.
She —You know you married me, John
Henry, to get into good society!
He (having stopped to count five) —Of
course 1 did, dear. And I got into it, too —
your society.—Chicago Tribune.
To Care H Cold iii One Dny
Take Laxative Bromo Quinine Tablets. All
druggists refund money if it fails to cure. 25c.
Bacon —"Are the Hies bad up your way?"
Egbert—"l think not. A great many ol
them seem togo to church Sundays."—Yon
kers Statesman.
TO MRS. PINKHAM
From Mr 3. Walter E. Budd, of Pat
chogue, Now York.
Mrs. BUDD, in the following 1 letter,
tells a familiar story of weakness and
suffering 1 , and thanks Mrs. Pinkham
for complete relief:
" Deab Mrs. Pixkham:—l think it is
gMarav dnty to write
r to you and tell you
wll at Lydia
I I nl °- I feel like
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[}•/ 1 had sucli dread
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shoulders to
my waist pain
ed me terribly. I could not sleep for
the pain. Plasters would help for a
while, but as soon as taken off, the pain
would he just as bad as ever. Doctors
prescribed medicine, but it gave me no
relief.
'• Now I feel so well and strong,
have no more headaches, and no
pain in side, and it is all owing to
your Compound. I cannot praise it
enough. It is a wonderful medicine.
I recommend it to every woman 1
know." ___
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