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PIES.
Wlwn I wtas but a little maid
<)f years not more Than tlve.
i made mud pies beneat'h the tree®,
The happiest child alive.
.J molded them with fondest care,
shaped them one by one,
«"hien crimped the edges prettily.
*n«l baked thu-m in «he sun.
Since then a many years have flown
*>nd still I'm making pies,
*fthou«h a difference I own
In methods and supplies.
And husband now. and children all,
I>ook with reproach at me.
If thrice upon the festal boarxi
Each day no pies they see.
All. me. why was my play
Not nipped while in the bud!
Why did 1 try my 'prentice hand
Upon those pies of mud!
For 1 have now so crusity grown,
Vet none do realize
T"hat I'm a martyr to the cause
Of pies. pies. pies.
Anna E. Treat, in Good Housekeeping.
fSoBERT LOUTS STEVCrisorr
PART 111.
CIIAPTEIt Xv.—Contin-vnn.
All (his time lie had been feeling the
«tuff of my jacket, smoothing 1 my hands,
looking- at my boots, and generally, in
the intervals of his speech, showing a
childish pleasure in the presence of a
fellow creature, lint at my last words
he perked up into a kind of startled sly
ness.
• "If you ever get aboard again, says
ou?" he repeated. "Why, now, who's
« hinder you?"
"Not you, I know,"was my reply.
"And right you was,"he cried. "Now
you—what do you call yourself, mate?"
"Jim," I told him.
"Jim, Jim," says he,quite pleased, ap
parently. "Well, now, Jim, I've lived
that rough as you'd be ashamed to a
hear of. Now, fur instance, you
wouldn't think I had a pious mother—
to look at me?" he asked.
"Why, no, not in particular," I an
swered.
"Ah, well," said he, "but 1 had —re-
markably pious. And I was a civil,
pious boy, and could rattle off my cate
chism that fast, as you couldn't tell
one word from another. And here's
what it come to, Jim, and it begun with
•ehuck-farthen on the blessed grave
stones! That's what it begun with,
'faut it went further'n that; and so my
mother told me, and predicked the
whole, she did, the pious woman. But
It were Providence that put me here.
I've thought it all out in this here lone-
Sy island, and I'm back on piety. You
■cau't catch me tasting rum so much;
but just a thimbleful for luck, of
■course, the first chance I have. I'm
botiml I'll be good, aud I see the way to.
And, Jim—" looking all around him,
and lowering his voice to a whisper—
"l'm rich."
I now felt sure that, the poor fellow
tiad gone crazy in his solitude, and I
suppose I must have shown the feeling
in my face, for he repeated the
statement, hotly:
"Rich! rich! 1 says. And I'll tell
you what; I'll make a man of you, Jim.
Ah, Jim, you'll bless your stars, you
will, you was the first that found
me!"
And at this there came suddenly a low
ering shadow over his face, and he
•tightened bis grasp upon my hand, and
raised a forefinger threateningly be
fore my eyes.
"Now, Jim, you tell me true; that
ain't Flint's ship?" he asked.
At this I had a happy inspiration. I
began to believe that I had found an
ally, and I answered him at once.
"It's not Flint's ship, and Flint is
dead; but I'll tell you true, as you ask
me—there are some of Flint's hands
* board; worse luck for the rest of us."
"Not a man—with one —leg?" he
gptsped.
"Silver?" I asked.
"Ah, Silver!" says he; "that were his
aarue,"
"He's the cook; and the ringleader,
too."
lie was still holding me by the wrist,
and at that he gave it a quiet wring.
"If you was sent by Long John," he
said, "I'm as good as pork, and I know
it. But where was you, do you sup
pose?'
1 bad made my mind up in a moment,
and by way of ai.wer told him the
whole story of our voyage, and the pre
dicament in which .*e found ourselves,
lie heard me with the keenest interest,
and when I had done he patted me on
the head.
"You're a good lad, Jim," he said;
"and you're all in, a clove hitch, ain't
you? Well, you just put your trust in
ilea Ounn—Ben Gunn's the man to do
it. Would you think it likely, now,
that your squire would prove a liberal
minded one in case of help—him being
In. a clove hitch, as you remark?"
I toid him thesquire was the mostlib
eral of men.
"Ah, but you see," returned Ben
<junu, "I didn't mean giving me agate
to keep, and a suit of livery clothes,
■and such; that's not my mark, Jim,
What 1 mean is, would he be likely t«
come down to the toon of, say £ 1,001
out of money that's as good as a man's
own already?"
"I am sure he would," said I. "As it
.was, all bands were to share."
"And z. passage home?" he added,
•with a look of great shrewdness.
"Why," I cried, "the squire's a gen
tleman. And, besides, if we got rid of
the others, we should want you to help
work the vessel home."
"Ah," said he, "so you would." And
he seemed very much relieved.
"Now, I'll tell you what," he went
on. "So much I'll tell you, and no more,
I were in Flint's ship when he buried
the treasure; he and six along—six
•trotig seamen. They was ashore nigh
son a week, and us standing off and
•on in the old 'Walrus.' One fine day
»ii went the signal, and here come
>"iut by himself In a liMl« boat, and nit
heart done up in a blue scarf. The sun
was getting up, and mortal white he
looked about the cut-water. But, there
he was, you mind, and the six all d'ea J
—dead anil buried. How had he done
it, not a man aboard us could make out.
It was battle, murder and sudden death,
leastways —him against six. Billy
Bones was the mate; Long John, he was
quartermaster; and they asked him
where the treasure was. 'Ah,' says he,
'you can go ashore, if you like, and
stay,' he says; 'but as for the ship, she'll
beat tip for more, by thunder!' That's
what he said.
"Well, I was in another ship three
years back, and we sighted this island.
'Coys,' said I, 'here's Flint's treasure;
let's laud and find it.' The captain was
displeased at that; but my messmates
were nil of a mind and landed. Twelve
days they looked for it, and every day
they had the worse word for ine, un/til
one fine morning all hands went
aboard. 'As for you, Benjamin fiunn,'
says they, 'here's a musket,' they says,
'and a spade, and pick-ax. You can
stay here, and find Flint's money for
yourself,' they says.
"Well, .Tim, three years have I been
here, and not a bite of Christian diet
from that, day to this. But now, you
look here; look at me. Do I look like a
man before the mast? No, says you.
Nor I weren't, neither. I says."
And with that hew inked and pinched
me hard.
"Just you mention them word's to
your squire, .Tim"—he went on: "Nor he
weren't, neither —that's the words
Three years he were the man of this
island, light and dark, fair and rain;
and sometimes he would, maybe, think
upon a prayer (says you), and some
times hew ould, maybe, think of his old
luother, so be as she's alive (you'll say);
but the most part of Gunn's time (this
is what you'll say)—the most part of
his tiine was took up with another mat
ter. And then you'll give him a nip, like
1 do."
And he pinched me again, in the most
confidential manner.
"Then," he continued—"then you'l!
up and you'll say this: Gunn is a good
man (you'll say), and he puts a precious
sight moreconfidence —a precious sight,
mind that—in a gen'leman born tihan in
these gen'lemen of fortune, having
been one hisself."
"Well." I said, "I don't understand
one word that you've been saying. But
that's neither here nor there; for how
am I to get on board?"
"Ah," said he, "that's the hitch for
sure. Well, there's my boat that I
made with my two hands. I keep her
under the white rock. If the worst
come to the worst, we might try that
after dark. TTi! ** he broke out, "what's
that?"
For just then, although the sun fiad
still an hour or two to run. all the echoes
of the island awoke and bellowed to
the thunder of a cannon.
"They have begun to fight!" I cried.
"Follow me."
And I began to run toward the
anchorage, my terrors all forgotten;
while, close at my side, the marooned
man in his goatskins trotted easily and
lightly.
"Left, left," says he; "keep to your
left hand, mate Jim! Under the trees
with you! There's where I killed my
first goat. They don't come dowu here
now; they're all mastheaded on them
mountings for the fear of Benjamin
Gunn. Ah! and there's the ce.temery"
—cemetery he must have meant.
"You see the mounds? I come here
and pray, liows and thens, when I
thought maybe a Sunday would be
about doo. It weren't quite a chapel,
but it seemed more solemn like; and
then, says you, Ben Gunn was short
handed—no chapling, nor so much as a
Bible and a flag, you says."
So he kept talking as Iran, neither
expecting nor receiving any answer.
The cannon-shot was followed, after
a considerable interval, by a volley of
small arms.
Another pause, and then, not a
quarter of a mile in front of me, I be
held the Union Jack flutter in the air
above a wood.
PART IV.
TIIE STOCKADE.
CIl A PTE II XVI.
NARRATIVE CONTINUED BY THE
DOCTOR - HOW THE SHIP WAS
ABANDONED.
It was about half-past one—three
bells in the sea phrase—that the two
boats went ashore from tha "Ilispani
ola." The captain, the squire and I
were talking mutters over in the cabin
Had there been a breath of wind, we
should have fallen on the six mutineers
who were left aboard with us, slipped
our cable, and away to sea. But the
wind was wanting; and to complete
our helplessness, down came lluntei
with the news tlfat Jim Hawkins had
slipped into a boat and was gone
ashore with the rest.
It had never occurred'to us tg doubt
Jim Hawkins; hut we were alarmed
for his safety. With the men in the
temper they were in, it seemed an even
chance if we should see the lad attain
We ran on deck. The pitch was bubbling
in the seams: the nasty stench of the
place turned me sick; if ever a mai
smelleel fewer and dysentery, it was ii
that abominable anchorage. The si.\
scoundrels were sitting grumbling
under a sail in the "forecastle; ashore
we could see the gigs made fast, and n
man sitting in each, hard by where the
river runs in. One of them was w hist
ling "Lillibullero."
Waiting was a strain; and it was ele
cided that Hunter and I should g<
ashore with the jolly-boat, in ejuest ol
Information.
The gigs had leaned to their right;
but Hunter and I pulled straight in, ir
the direction of the stockade upon the
chart. The two who were left guard
ing their boats seemeel in a bustle al
our appearance; "Lillibullero" stoppe<
off, and I could see the pair discussing
what they ought to bo. Had they gone
anel told Silver, all might have turnei
owt differently; but they had th«ij
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, AUGUST 25, 1898.
orders, I suppose, and decided to sit
quietly where they were and hark
back again to "Lillibullero."
There was a slight bend in the coast,
and 1 steered so as to put it between
us; even before we landed we had thus
lost sight of the gigs. 1 jumped out,
and came as near running as I durst,
with a big silk handkerchief under my
hat for coolness' sake, and a brace of
pistols ready primed for safety.
I had not gone 100 yards when I came
on the stockade.
This was how it was: A spring of
clear water rose almost at the top of a
knoll. Well, on the knoll, and inclosing
the spring, they had clapped a stout
log house, fit to hold two score people
on a pinch, and loop-holed for mus
ketry on every side. All round this
they had cleared a wide space, and then
the thing was completed by a paling
six feet high, without door or open
ing, too strong to pull down without
time and labor, and too open to shelter
the besiegers. The people in the log
house bad them in every way; they
stood quiet in shelter and shot the
others like partridges. All they want
ed was a good watch and food; for,
short of a complete surprise, they
might have held the place against a
regiment.
What particularly took my fancy was
the spring. For, though we had a good
enough place of it in the cabin of the
"Hispaniola," with plenty of arms and
ammunition, and things to eat, and ex
cellent wines, there had been one thing
overlooked —we had no water. I was
thinking this over, when there came
ringing over the island the cry of a
man at the point of death. I was not
new to violent death —1 have served
his royal highness the duke of Cum
berland, and got a wound myself at
Fontenoy —but 1 know my pulse went
dot and carry one. "Jim Hawkins is
gone," was my first thought.
It is something to have been an old
soldier, tout more still to have been a
doctor. There is no time to dilly-dally
in our work. And so now 1 made up my
mind instantly, and with no time lost
returned to the shore and jumped on
board the jolly-boat.
By good fortune Hunter pulled a
good oar. We made the water fly; and
the boat was soon alongside, and I
aboard the schooner.
I found them all shaken, as was nat
ural. The squire was sitting down, as
white as a sheet, thinking of the harm
he had led us to, the good soul! and one
of the six forecastle hands was little
better.
"There's a ir.au," said Capt. Smollett,
nodding' toward him, "new to this
work. He came nigh-hand fainting,
doctor, when he heard the cry. An
other touch of the rudder and that man
would join us."
I told my plan to the captain, and be
tween us we settled on the de-tails of its
accomplishment.
We put old Redruth in the gallery
between the cabin and the forecastle,
with three or four loaded muskets and
a mattress for protection. Hunter
brought the boat round under the
stern port, and Joyce and I set to work
loading her with powder tins, muskets,
bags of biscuits, kegs of pork, a cask
of cognac and my invariable medicine
chest.
In the meantime the squire and the
captain stayed on deck, and the latter
hailed the cockswain, who was the
principal man on board.
"Mr. Hands," he said, "here are two
of us with a brace of pistols each. If
any one of you six make a signal of any
description, that man's dead."
They were a good deal taken aback;
and aftor a little consultation, one and
all tumbled down the fore companion,
thinking, no doubt, to take us on the
rear. But when they saw Redruth
waiting for them in the sparred gal
lery, they went about ship at once, and
a head popped out on dfek.
"Down, dog!" cries the captain.
And'the head popped back again; and
we heard no more, for the time, of these
six very faint-hearted seamen.
By this time, tumbling things in as
they came, we had the jolly-boat loaded
as much as we dared. Joyce and I
got out through the stern port and we
made for shore again as fast as our
oars could take us.
This second trip fairly aroused the
watchers along the shore. "Lillibul
lero" was dropped «gain, and just be
fore we lost sight of them behind the
little point one of them whipped
ashore and disappeared. I had half a
mind to change my plans and destroy
their boats, but I feared that Silver
and the others might be close at hand,
and all might very well be lost by try
ing for too much.
We had soon trWielied land in the
some place before we set the provi
sion in the block-house. All three made
the first journey, heavily laden, and
tossed our stores over the palisade.
Then, leaving Joyce to guard them—•
one man, to be sure, but with half a
dozen muskets —Hunter and I returned
to the jolly-boat, and loaded ourselves
once more. So we proceeded without
pausing to take breath, till the whole
cargo was bestowed,when the two serv
ants took up their position in the
block-house, and I, with all my power,
sculled back to the Ilispaniola.
That we should have risked a second
boat load seems more daring than it
really was. They had the advantage
of numbers, of course, but we had the
advantage of arms. Notoneof the men
ashore had a musket, and before they
could get within range for pistol-shoot
ing, we flattered ourselves we could be
able to give a good account of a half
dozen «t least.
The squire was waiting for me at
the stern window, ali his faintness gow»
from him. He caught the painter and
made it fast, and we fell to loading the
boat for our very livts. Pork. powder
and biscuit was the cargo, with only a
musket and cutlass apiece for squire
and me and Redruth and the captain.
The rest of the arms and powder were
dropped overboard in two fathoms and
a half of water, so that we could see
the bright steel shining far below us
in tho sun, on the clear, sandy bottom.
By this time the tide was beginning
to ebb, and the ship was swinging
around to her anchor. Voices were
heard hallooing in the direction of the
two gigs; and though this reassured us
for Joyce and Hunter, who were well to
the eastward, it warned our party to
be off.
Redruth retreated from bis place in
the gallery and dropped into the boat,
which we had brought round to the
ship's counter, to be handier for Capt.
Smollett.
"Now, men," said he, "do you hear
me?"
There was no answer from the fore
castle.
"It's to you, Abraham Gray—lt s to
you I am speaking."
Still no reply.
"Gray," resumed Mr. Smollett, n little
louder, "I am leaving this ship, and I
order you to follow your captain. I
know you are a good man at bottom,
and I dare say not one of the lot of
you's as bad as he makes out. 1 have
my watch here in my hand; I give you
30 seconds to join me in."
There was a pause.
"Come, my fine fellow," continued
the captain, "don't bang so long in
stays. I'm risking my life, and the
lives of these good gentlemen, every
second."
There was a sudden scuffle, a sound
of blows, and out burst Abraham Gray
with a knife cut on the side of thecheek,
and came running to the captain, like a
dog to the whistle.
"I'm with you, sir," said he.
And the next moment he and the cap
tain had dropped aboard of us, and we
had shoved off and given way.
We were clear out of the ship, but
not yet ashore in our stockade.
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
WHAT SHE WANTED.
The Hnckater Wan Called l't> Four
FliKltt* to Hear Sotnetli!««.
A huckster was going along an East
side street early one morning last week
making the welkin ring with his sing
song of "I'o-ta-t-o-o-o-es. loma-t-o-o-es.
Nice sweet cooking appools." As he
drove slowly along he lifted his eyes
to the windows on either side of the
street.
Suddenly there appeared a woman's
head at a window in one of the top
flats. The huckster pulled in his horse
and raised his ear to listen to the com
mands he expected would be coming.
But the woman had not the lung power
to make her voice carry BO far, and the
huckster called out: "How's that?"
Again the woman called out and her
voice came down faintly. The huckster
didn't know whether she wanted po
tatoes, cantaloupes, tomatoes or corn.
So he marked the fourth flat from the
corner and motioned that he would
drive around to the alley. The woman
was there waiting for him and called
out once more, but he couldn't under
stand her.
Gathering a handful of samples of
various vegetables from his stock he
I mounted four flights of back stairs and
I arrived at the top panting. The woman
j stood there awaiting his coming.
"Couldn't hear what you said, lady."
said the huckster, "so I brought up
some of each kind an' you can pick
what you want an' I'll go down an' get
'em."
"Want?" said the woman, who was
in a towering rage. "Want? I don't
want none of your old vegetables. What
I want is. for you to stop hollerin' in
front of this house, or I'll have you ar
rested. You're enjugli to wake the
dead. My husband wcjrks all night and
he's just got into a little doze, and good
ness knows it's hard enough to sleep
daytimes such weather as this with>
out a fiend like you standing in front of
the house yelling like a Comanche.
Now you get out of here and don't you
holler no more or I'll get the police
after you."
The huckster stood with set eyes and
drooping jaw, the perspiration drop
ping off his chin, while this harangue
was going on. When she had finished
he came out of his trance, and said:
"Is that what you called me all the
way up here for? Send fer yer p'lice,
lady; I'm goin' to yell to beat the band."
And he went down the stairs and out
of the alley and up the street in front
of the house with four extra links let
out of his throat. And if any person
slept on that street it was under the
influence of opiates.—Kansas City Star.
lie lilt TVitme.
The late Prof. Sylvester was traveling
by coach in an out-of-the-way part of
England, and at one station .is lie sat
in the vehicle waiting to depart two
villagers approached. One mounted be
side the professor, and as her friend
turned to retrace her steps the latter
said: "Good-by, (Mrs. Harris!" Prof.
Sylvester was the last man in the world
to let a good opportunity slip by. and
as the coach drove off he called out:
"Good-by, Mrs. (.amp!" The driver
Turned with amazement and said: "1
thought you sairt you knew no one
here? How did you know that lady's
name was Gamp?" This tale is vouched
for.—San Francisco Argonaut.
i«fie Snveil IJji.i.
They were about to string him up to
an oak limb when a woman rushed for
j ward and threw her arms around him.
"Stop!" she cried. "Ef you won't
| lynch him I'll marry him and leave the
I state on his honeymoon!"
"Take him!" said the leader, "an*
! give me a -lollar an' a half fer the li
| '?ense!" —Atlanta Constitution.
ProyronM.
| Mrs. Weston—l was reminded of my
| <;ourtship days to-clay by something
; John said to me.
j Mrs. Easton—Souie term of endear
ment, I suppose?
I "Yes; he said I was a great goos->
• lie used to call me his little birdie. Yr.
soe, I have grown some siuce then."
Boston Transcript.
FINE MILITARY RECORD.
Drift. lien. I.utii* 11. « arpeiiter ll.jjnn
IIIN Arm; Career In IHIil aa a
Private Soldier.
One of the most striking examples
of the democracy of the United States
army is presented by the career of
Bonis 11. Carpenter, who entered the
army a* a private and has ri.sen to bo
a brigadier general. Carpenter was
at the University of Pennsylvania in
1861, when he was seized with the war
fever and enlisted in the regular cav
alry. Within six months his soldier!)
qualities won him a commission an
GEN. LOUIS H. CARPENTER.
(\ Crave Oflicer Who Has Risen from the
Ranks.;
second lieutenant in the regular cav
alry. Before the civil war closed he
was repeatedly brcvetted for bravery
displayed in campaign and on the field
cf battle- to lir.st lieutenant IMiU fur
"gallant and meritorious services at
Gettysburg." captain 1804 for "gallant
and meritorious services in the battle
of Winchester," then lieutenant
colonel I'nited States army and
colonel of volunteers for "gallant and
meritorious services during the war."
lie was in nearly all the cavalry
fights of tin army of the I'otoinac. in
the battle of Fairlield, near Gettys
burg, he rescued and brought oIT the
field the colors of his regiment when
the regiment was surrounded by an
overwhelming force of the enemy.
llin bravery was so conspicuous that
Gen. Sheridan, one of the greatest cav
alry commanders in history, called
him to his side as one of the most
trusted officers of his staff'. After the
war of the rebellion he returned to his
regiment and again became conspicu
ous as an Indian fighter.
At the beginning of the present war
he was made a brigadier genera! and
putin command of the brigade made
by the famous Fifth -Maryland regi
ment. the crack First regiment of the
District of Columbia and the celebrat
ed Second New York regimen* of vol
unteers.
ANOTHER NAVAL HERO.
111 a 11 tier Darin, \\ lio I u |i( nml the
I*urt of Ponce Willi a Single
Auxiliary Gunlmal.
Commander Charles Henry Davis, of
the auxiliary gunboat Dixie, to whom
the Port of Ponce surrendered late in
July, was given his command in May,
after the beginnig of hostilities with
Spain. At that time he was superin
tendent of the naval observatory, to
which office he was transferred in 1897
from his post as member of the board
of inspection and survey. Commander
Davis is a native of Massachusetts, and
entered the naval academy in Novem
ber, 1 SOI. When he graduated the civil
|
■''VVV\\U\\v V
CHARGES HENRY DAVIS.
(Commander of the United States Auxil
iary Gunboat I'ixie.)
war was in its closing months, and
young Davis was sent to the Kuropeau
station, thus escaping any active serv
ice in the line of fighting. He was pro
moted to the rank of lieutenant com
mander in Isti!) and to that of com
mander in ISS.I. He has been connect
ed with several important expeditions
for the determination of differences
in longitude by means of submarine
telegraphic cables, and has traveled in
every part of the world. Among tlia
ships lie has commanded are the Sara
toga, the Quinnebaug and the Mont
gomery. He is a first-class, experi
enced sailor, and found no trouble in
taking the little port of Ponce before
the entrance of the Massachusetts
and the other ships in the convoy fleet.
(ieraieu ICiii|ieror*« Iniliixlry.
Some interesting statistics have been
published snowing the German em
peror's industry during last year. The
figures represent a mass of work that
might well a ppvul to mi*.t people. The
kaiser received 1,0")S reports which
come under the category of "imme
diate." These included 1.18 telegrams
It devolved upon him to give decision!
in 7.">! cases, and the number of docu
ments he signed, including cabinet or
ders and appointments, is set down al
80-J.
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slaood iroa and alaba oa tba tn.ek at tbs
Emporium 4 Riob Vailar R. R., seas,
tba eaat lit>a of Fran kite Homeltif'a turn,
m tba aTenisfl o t NOT. 2 let, 180'1.
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FINE LIQUOR SiORE
EMPORIUM, PA.
TUB baa opened * ftn*
e'asa liquor ators, sod Invitee '**
trade or Hotels Rtitiunuti. 4sa>
Wa tb&LL carry SOD* bat tba bast » iiias
lean and Imported
WHISKIES,
BRANDIES.
GINS AND
WINES,
BOTTLED ALE, CHAMPAfIIiE,
Chaioa Dm* af
Bottled Goods.
rad«ttlo»i ÜBfhip MM af maaae I
aoaitaaflr ta (took a fell KB* O*
CIGARS AND TOBACCO.
•r-Foal U>< BllMaad 8008 ta WM K*n«laa 1»,
C*LL i*D BXB MB.
A.. A. MoDONALD,
PILOFEIKTOfIL, WBPOMIVM, IA.
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& F. X. BLUMLE, j?
W IUFOBIUH, ra_ ! n
',Y Battlar Wand Daater la ( \
& WINES,
& WHISKIES, S
M And Liquor* of All Kinds. j n
M Tba boat offooda always J(
w carried in stock and avary- m
Tf tiling warranted as rapraaant- T
* Espactsf At ten tie a Psl d *• H
V, nail Orders. < ■
$ EMPORIUM, PA. ?f
/ 60 TO i
SJ. K slnsler's,{
J Bread ItrMt, Pa., J
) Vkm jraa ai pt u/tliiaf Jraa want la C
112 tha Una at )
s Groceries, /
\ Provisions, ?
P FLOUR, SALT ItEATS, P
( SMOKEU HEATS, \
> CANNED SO&9S, ETC., >
) taa, CtSett, fmltt, C«if«f,tloierj, )
S Miut lU Cijsr«. C
\ Coadi DetlrareS Praa any /
/ riaca In Town. 1
C CIII iD BKI IE ISM GKT PtICXI \
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Bottling Works,
HHtN MCDONALD, Proprietor.
Wear Ml DapoV B«ap®*iua«, Pa.
j-
Dottlar and Bhlppaa *4
Rochester
Lager Beer,
iss? miss «y etpist.
Tha Manafltctarar of tart
Srliki and Daalar ta Okofai
Wioaa and Pura Llqnora
"imp —
Wi keep BOM bat tba very bart
Bear and ara prepared to fill Ordara am
jfcort notice. Private fkmlllea Barred
Aailp if daaltsd.
JO HIT MoDONALD.
Cavaala, and TaJaMnla ofctalaad and atl Fat~
i rttc Suxtaon otmductad for Moo CMATI Pcsa.
! Ou*Orric«iaOp*oarr* U.S. P*T(«TOrrio*
, *r.d wo cAn MCUTO palpal la l*u Um Uu Utaa*
i leeoca froia WaaMnatoa. ... . •
' &eod mod«l, draw Tag «• with
tltxi. Vo ulviao, il pMMilablo or uot, <ra« oi
1 charja. Our (•« not Ju« till natont i«
' a PtnpHLiT How to Obtain I ntsata, »Wi
,'ooit of M» ra tha U. 8. aat laraga coonuUa
<:»aat bw. Addroaa,
O.A.SNOW&CO.
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L M. HELLCBB