6
RECOMPENSE.
I wonder If for those who try, but fall,
Bleep comes complete?
For those who grope alone up life's hard
trail
Is rest more sweet?
Through all of outward life we see and
know
That, soon or late.
For every loss, some sturdy strength shall
grow
To compensate.
Then, shall the spirit that has met defeat
By fate's accord.
For all the battles bravely met and fought.
Have no reward?
I wonder If for those who try, but fall,
]n life's sure plans,
Some end of justice will, at last, prevail?
I wonder If through all th' enshrouding
veil,
God understands?
—Maude Meredith, In Midland Monthly.
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SYNOPSIS.
Master Ardick, just reached his majority
end thrown upon his own resources, after
stating his case to one Houthwick, a ship
master, is shipped as second mate on the
industry, bound for Havana. Mr. Tym,
the supercargo, descries a sail. The strange
vessel gives chase, but is disabled by the
Industry's guns. In the Pray Capt. Houth
wick and one of the crew are killed, but the
Industry t3 found to be little damaged.
Bellinger , first mate, takes charge and
puts into Siumouth to secure a new mate.
Several days later, when well out to sea,
an English merchantman Is met, whose
captain has a letter addressed to-Jeremiah
Hope, at Havana. The crew of the vessel
tell strange tales of the buccaneer Morgan,
who is sailing under the king' 3 commission
to take I'ar.ania. One night a litttle later,
the English vessel having proceeded on her
course, a bit of paper is slipped into Ar
dlck's* hand by one of the sailors. This Is
found to be a warning of a mutiny plot
headed by Pradey, the new mate. Ardick
consults Mr. Tym. They resolve to secure
the mate, but I'radey, eavesdropping in the
c&liin, makes through the dorr and arouses
the l crew. Capt. Sellinger Joins Ardick and
Tym. The crew break through the now
barricaded door, but are forecd to retire,
having lost seven of their number. Finding
themselves now too short-handed to man
age the boat, I'radey detcides to scuttle and
desert the vessel, taking his men off in the
only available boat. The captain, super
cargo and second mate soon discover their
plight, but hastily constructing a raft bet
away just before their vessel sinks. The
next morning a Spaniard draws near them.
The man in the rigging shouts: "If you
would board us, take to your oars. I!e
speedy, or you will fall short." On board
they are si nt forward with thecrew, being
told they wil be sold as slaves on reaching
Panama. The ship's cook they find to be
Mac Ivraeh, "frae Clagvarloch," so a
friend. Pour days later the Spaniard Is
overhauled by a buccaneer fiyir.g the Kng
llsh flag. The three Englishmen and Mac
Ivraeh plan to escape to the buccaneer on
a rude raft.
CH APT ICR IX.—Continued.
Oii returning to the deck we found
the situation in a small degree
changed. The buccaneer still stormed
along in our wake, but now with a lit
tle gain, and the Pilanca continued to
hug the wind. By eight bells the ene
my was clearly rising, and at two bells
lie was not greatly beyond cannon
range,
I stood by, ready to jump and haul,
and with a quickening of excitement
awaited the next turn of events.
It, was not long in coming. Capt.
Placido swung upon the lee bulwark,
holding on by the main shrouds, and
bellowed:
"Down i?elm! Slack Ice braces!
Haul on the weather!"
"By heavens! He means to run the
.gantlet!" exclaimed Mr. Tym.
So it seemed. The buccaneer had
been on our lee bow when first discov
ered, and was still well to the south.
By squaring our yards, then, and de
liberately pointing our nose south
west, we meant to run under his very
nose.
"And yet it stands to be his safest
plan," said Capt. Sellinger. "A ship
like this, riding light and with a poop
like a church, will do nothing save with
the wind. Once let us fetch by and our
chances are doubled."
The buccaneer had altered his
course as w? altered ours, and was now
standing a few points south of east.
He could scarce be better than a mile
and a half away, and we saw plainly
the moving black dots of the crew
fibout his decks. lie was a handsome,
tigerish-looking fellow, let him be who
or what he might.
Nearer and nearer swung the buc
caneer. I could catch even the flash of
his wet side now, as he rolled, with a
sort of swagger, to the successive, up
lifting seas. Nearer still, till a half
mile is reeled off, and less than a whole
one separates us.
A drum on our quarter deck beat.
The armored guards fell into line, and
their captain drew his sword and
stepped out upon the flank. Three of
the dons came out of the cabin, all in
cuirasses, buff gantlets, and broad
belts hung with pistols. Don Luii
Delasco, the governor's son-in-law,
was one of the trio. Then it was Capt.
Placido's turn. He came to the break
of the quarter deck and faced us.
"Bring up powder and ball for the
deck guns. Take the hoods off the
brass pieces. Two more men at the
helm. Gunners for the port guns be
low. Master Pedillo, unlock the arms
chests and have the hangers and pis
tols passed up. Master Lon/elo, take
six men and fetch up the pikes. Pedro,
see that buckets of water are set
about, and when all is ready put on the
hatches."
Larger and larger grew the buc
caneer. The black dots took on the
shape of human figures, and the eight
ports in his side cut out square, each
with its round, target-like ring.
A gun*! The jet of flame leaped from
the foredeclc, and the powder cloud
blew off to leeward. But it was harm
less. It had been fired across our
bows. Then som'-thing shook out
above the headsof those on his qiju-ter
deck, and up to the mizzen topgallant
mast traveled a flag. It blew out as it
went, broad, double cross on a crimson
field.
"English!" I could not help saying,
with the water ready to start in my
eyes. "God bless her!"
"She would merely ask us to heave
to," said Capt. Sellinger in my ear.
"Marry, a modest request for n craft of
200 tons to make of one of five! Now,
let's see what the old peacock will do."
Capt. Placido hurried up to the gov
ernor and said a few words. What the
answer was I could not guess, but at
once the captain ran to the main
hatch, lifted it, and roared down:
"Train j our broadside and tire!"
Then he waved his arms and shouted
to those manning the guns:
"Aim and lire!"
The ship trembled with the tremen
dous concussion. Smoke seemed to rise
from everywhere, and the buccaneer
disappeared momentarily behind the
veil.
When it drifted away at last he was
still driving toward us and seemingly
unharmed.
Some one touched me on the arm; I
turned and discovered Mr. Tym.
"Bide a moment, and then come be
low. Let the hatch cirop after you."
I was brought abruptly back to our
own business and shook myself to
gether. Nobody seemed to be paying
any attention to me. I slipped over and
dropped quietly down the hatch.
The place was in some gloom, for
the port on the cook's side—that is, the
one toward the enemy—was closed, and
the other stood but an inch or two upon
the hook.
"The crisis is not far off," said Mr.
Tym; "wherefore we must be pre
pared. Should the Filanea stand the
battering and break by, we could scarce
be too speedy in taking leave."
I apprehended him. Once get the
buccaneer astern, and the Pilanca stood
fair to shake him off. In that case we
must needs act quickly or not at all.
I now inquired for Mac Ivraeh, and
was told that he would be with us pres
ently.
"Let us see how near she is," said I,
and I unhooked the starboard port.
"Marry, she is on our quarter!" I ex
claimed in surprise. "She is not above
half a mile distant, and we have clear
ly dropped her."
The others looked anxiously over my
shoulder.
"Nay, you are a little in error," said
the captain. "She is more astern, but
quite as near."
"She should put forth her best ef
forts now, wherever she is," said Mr.
Tym, after a critical glance. "She is
not sure of finding another such oppor
tunity."
"She fetches about to give us her
oilier broadside!" I exclaimed a mo
ment later.
I felt secretly thankful that at least
the after part of the ship now pretty
effectually shielded us, but—
"By heavens, they have wiifged us!"
cried ('apt. Sellinger, as a sharp, crack
ling noise rose above the other sounds,
followed by the thump of some heavy
object.
"A big spar, or T am a liar!" ho went
on. "Nay, but the buccaneer manages
bravely!"
"That may bring tho matter to a
head," said Mr. Tym, coolly. "I think
we should now do well to arm."
We ran over to our own corner, ac
cordingly, and hurriedly produced our
concealed weapons. These had been
hidden away since first we came on
board. With other preparations, Mr.
Tym failed not to screw in his curious
arm dagger.
Scarce was this done when some of
the Pilanca's guns began in turn to
thunder. None were of large caliber,
being merely a few deck pieces on the
stern, and we felt little fear of their
work.
"Some one comes!" I cried, for at
that moment the hatch in the fore
castle banged sharply down.
"I think Mac Ivraeh," cried Mr. Tym,
stepping out where he could command
the view. "Aye," he immediately an
nounced, "it is the cook."
The fellow came is a run. "Launch
the raft," he cried, "and dinna stop to
claver! A' thinks hae gaen wrang!"
We paused for no more than to get
the sense of his words, and flew to the
raft and dragged it out.
There were now varied thumping
noises on deck, which I took to be the
clearing away of the fallen spar and
other debris, and I was just wondering
whether the ship's people felt assured
of their escape when there was a com
motion of voices aft, and immediately
a little thunder of trucks showed that
the door leading into the soldiers'
berth had been run open.
"Quick!" cried Mr. Tym. "Out with
it! The guards are upon us!"
We snatched up the raft as though
it had been a clothes pole and made
one fair thrust of it into the water.
"Deil tak the airn pots!" growled
Mac Ivracli. "They hae broucht aboot.
this banchle! Their craving bailies
couldna bide till the mess."
"Listen, friends," said Mr. Tym with
out turning his head. "We must fetch
this thing to a close. In a moment they
will have firearms, and it will be too
late. I see no hope except that the
captain and I may stand them off till
you, Ardick, with Mac Ivraeh retreat
to the raft. That done, we will make a
diversion and attempt to join you."
"It shall be done, sir," said I prompt
'y-
"Get you upon the raft," I said, hur
riedly to Mac Ivraeh. "I will cast off
and follow."
"Vera gude," lie answered, coolly,
and slipped through the port. I was
to follow, for the time indeed pressed,
when the fellows in the forecastle gave
a triumphant shout.
"They have pistols!" cried the cap
tain, warningly. "They are going to
shoot!"
The fratl bulkhead was no barrier to
bullets, and I threw myself flat. As
I did so I saw Mr. Tym drop to all
fours.
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JUNE 22, 1899.
Two heavy reports followed, and the
smoke drove in at the doorway. I
scrambled to my feet and had Mr. Tym
instantly in my eye. lie was straight
ening up and glancing around. The
captain was close behind him, but fit
ting' flat with his knee cradled in his
hands.
"They have disabled ine. Fly!" I
heard him say, and with that men
burst in at both entrances.
CHAPTER X.
OF A MYSTERIOUS DECREE OF FATE.
I cannot pretend to give clear de
tails of what followed. Mr. Tym lunged
back desperately, and I saw one fel
low double up and fall. The next man
tripped over him and the supercargo
improved the time to wheel and rush
to my side.
"Out!" was the one word he said,and
I let go the painter and sprang upon
the ledge of the port. As the end of
the line whisked clear I stooped and
shot headlong down.
1 rose to the surface at once and
shook the water from my eyes. The
first thing I saw was the great im
pending bulk of the ship. It towered
far over me, and was rushing past,
flooding back frothing and divided
seas. 1 fought my way to the top of
the next crest and looked around. To
my joy Mr. Tym was close at hand,
spitting and shaking his head, as
though he had just come up from his
dive, but riding lightly and easily.
Turning my head to see what had be
come of Mac Ivrach and the raft, I saw
the structure pitching up and down
on a neighboring sea, but to my sor
row without the Scotchman.
In the line of the raft, but near a
mile away, was the pursuing ship. She
was a bad mess forward, for her sprit
topmast had been shot away, and some
of the litter was dragging over the
bows.
I had time for no more than this
flash of a look about. All my atten
tion was now upon the rushing bulk of
the ship. She was so near
that I could see little higher than her
bulwarks. Her ports on that side were
open, though the guns had not been
used, and in each opening were the
protruding heads of the gunners.
The ship seemed to lift away from
us, and at once we got the range of
her whole side. To my dismay all the
bulwarks were overhung with heads
and a dozen or more of the steel
shelled guards showed above the low
poop rail. The story of our doings had
spread over the ship at last, and doubt
less the angry dons were primed for
vengeance.
There seemed to be nothing that we
could do, unless it was to dive, as they
fifes®*
Ifm
"By iieaveriH, ho meuna to run the gauntlet!"
made to fire, and that would be likely
to prove of little avail. Our main hope
must be in the poorness of their aim
and the little time we should be within
range. I did not forget also that our
bobbing heads presented rather infe
rior targets. They let go soon enough,
for 1 had scarce gotten the whole
range of their side when a score or
more of guns and pistols were aimed,
some from as far forward as amid
ships, and a blaze among the whole
line followed.
"Poor shooting, sir!" I shouted, not
a little relieved and even exhilarated.
"Shall we swim for the raft?"
We turned as he spoke, and to my
astonishment there was the raft close
at hand. For some reason it had come
before the wind faster than I could
have calculated and was ready now as
a very timely refuge.
We disregarded further danger from
the shooting and faced about. The raft
came on, climbing a crest at the mo
ment and riding swiftly down again,
and it was then that both of us cried
out in amazement. For a human head
was sticking above the stern end, and
a familiar shock of light hair, albeit
now darkened a little with the wet,
covered the head. In a word, it was
the worthy cook
"Ise be there in a blink," he called
"Dinna ye waste your strength."
We gave over further effort accord
ingly and directly the affair rode down
to us. I was the first out of the water,
and gave Mr. Tym a pull, after which
Mac Ivrach himself crawled out.
We seized his hand arid shook it
heartily.
"And you saw us, and urged the raft
along?" 1 said. "Seasonably done, for
we were like to be weary ere we
fetched it."
"Is not the buccaneer recovering
himself in some sort?" inquired Mr.
Tym, after a moment or two.
I rose as high as my knees and took
a shrewd look.
"Aye, he has got the greater part of
the mess cleared away, and holds on
his course," I answered. "Ah, me! if
the poor captain were but with us!" I
added with a sigh.
"Mither o' God!" burst out Mac
Ivrach. "Look yonner!"
We had taken our eyes for a moment
from the Pilanca. but at this dreadful
exclamation half sprang up and
turned that way. What we saw struck
the blood from our cheeks, and left u,
silent with consternation. The ship had
fetched, perhaps, two points to the
wind, so that again we had an oblique
view of her side, and a scene on her
main deck was brought to view. A
group of figures there moved, and in
the instant a single shape rose above
their heads and traveled up swiftly to
the main yardarin! There it scerped
to dangle for a moment, and then fell
into the motion of the ship, and sv\ ing
pendulum-like, in board and out.
It was a time of horror, and I scarce
know what we said. We had no doubt
that the man was the captain, for who
else could be executed at such a time?
Moreover, when I came to look more
intently, 1 made out a patch of white
about the upper part of his figure,
which would answer for the captain's
shirt, none of the crew wearing a gar
ment of that description, but only
blouses and dark tunics.
We crouched low again, and watched
the poor body as it jerked and swung.
There was a dreadful fascination in
the sight, and for one I could not take
my eyes from it. I have the thought
that the supercargo broke out a
swearing once, not loud, but as I might,
say between his teeth, and that I
laughed savagely when I heard him.
The buccaneer continued to beai
down upon us, and as soon as he wai
within reasonable signaling distance
Mac Ivrach took off his waistcoat and
waved it. It wws as large a distress
flag as we had, for all of us were with
out coats.
[TO BE CONTINUED]
HE "FUMIGATED."
I nele (>ot Hid of (he Clßarelle I'i«»n<ls
Without tli«» SlltfliteHt
'lron ble.
An aged colored man stood on the
rear platform of a Cedar avenue car
a few evenings ago and listened to the
talk of the young men; who were his
fellow passejigers. Five of these
young men were smoking cigarettes,
much to the disgust of the aged uncle.
He sniffed audibly several times and
at last one of the cigarette youths
turned to hint and facetiously saidi:
"You don't like cigarette smoke, do
you, Mr. Jolinsing?"
"I'd like it bettah, sail," replied the
veteran, "ef I was an undertaker."
There was a general laugh at the
smoker's expense, and he puffed- vi
ciously at his cigarette.
"An' ef I don't like it," continued the
old man,"l kin always foomergate
agin it."
He therefore drew from his coat
pocket a short black pipe and proceed
ed to fire up.
At the s<«'ond> puff the. young men
tvlio happened to he nearest him
turned pale. One of them was the fun
ny cigarette smoker, and he was evi
dently hard hit. Another puff and
this particular victim threw away his
cigarette and at once got down on
tliestep. With an imperturbable coun
tenance the ancient colored person
continued 1 to puff that diabolical pipe.
"Oh, Lord!" groaned tho second ci
garette smoker, and he stopped smok
ing, too.
Puff, puff, puff! Two men got ofT
the car before they reached their
usual stopping places. Four more
stepped, diown. onto the running board
Two men crawled into the car inte
rior. When the conductor came out
from his fare gathering trip the col
oyedi man and' his all-conquering pipe
were sole monarchs of the back plat
form. —Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Iv i rniPMM.
In some portions of Germany the
kirtness, or church mass, formerly
danced in honor of the dedication of
the church, is now observed with the
special character of a harvest home.
It marks the close of the year's labors,
and is celebrated by three days of mu
sic, feasting and dancing, with part
ners chosen or allotted, according to
degrees of comeliness, at the preced
ing May festival. In southern Ger
many the end of harvest is marked by
the sickle feast. The last sheaf is car
ried in triumph to the barn and placed
011 the floor, while the younger couples
dance around it. One-half of it is then
decked with, ribbons and hung aloft,
while the other half is burned. Its
ashes are treasured as a remedy for
rheumatism and are sometimes used
in making amulets or charms. The
peasants leaive for Wodan, or "the old
one," a few ears of corn and a small
number of apples, it being considered
unlucky to strip either field or tree en
tirely bare. —Lippineott's Magazine.
Dare-Fnoed Inwult.
"When I think," exclaimed Mrs.
Strongmind, "of the apathy, nay, the
sneers and insults, of the- unthinking
mob that constitutes our voting popu
lation, of its utter disregard for ab
stract justice, its ignorance of the
principles that lie at the foundation
of all civilized and enlightened,govern
ment, and its total unfitness to exer
cise the functions of suffrage, I am at
a loss to give adequate expression to
the. indignation that burns within
me!"
"Wliy don't youse make a vow not
to shave until they's a woman [(resi
dent?" called out a disrespectful voter
in the audience.- Chicago Tribune.
Aliout Surname*.
A curious custom which was preva
lent in England, even as late as
seventeenth century, gave rise to i
number of surnames. It was the
tom of wearing patches on the fa-.ie
which originated with the ladies <*f
the court, who wore plasters cut in t'he
shape of crescents, stars, circles, dia
monds. hearts, crosses, eto. Hence the
word "court-plaster." Some went so
far as to patch their faces with a coach
and four, a ship in fuM sail, a chateau,
and many such things. Front this cu
rious circumstance came the names
Cross, Ship. Coulter, Castle, Trump.
Shear, Cloak, Sickles, Vain, Flagg.
Crow and Crabbe, and nia-ny others of
equal sign iflcance. - -Detroit Free Press.
A LITTLE NONSENSE.
Not, So Poetical. —"She has a com
plexion like a tinted china cup." "Yes.
It's a beautiful mug." Cleveland Plain
Dealer.
De Broke—"How much i* this bill go
ing to be?" Photographer —"Ten dol
lars. Look pleasant, please." I)e liroke
—"lmpossible."—Jewish Comment.
Accepted Suitor—"And now, dearest,
about the ring. What kind do—" She
(a telephone girl)—"Oh, mercy me!
Let's don't talk shop."—Ohio State
Journal.
Racon —"When a man is in loveevery
thing looks different to him." Egbert
—"Yes; it's the sujne way when he
knocks his head against a gas bracket."
—Yonkers Statesman.
Mrs. Greene—"There are few things
that John does not know all about."
Mrs. Gray —"And it was just my luck to
ask him only about the things he knew
nothing about."—Roston Transcript.
Mrs. Murphy—-"Now, which wan of
youse byes trim that ball t'ro' me base
ment windy?" The Pitcher—"All
kicks must be registered with the um
pire, leddy. Play ball, fellers!"—l'p-to-
Date.
"Adolph, where is the letter I left on
my desk?" "I mailed it, sir." "But 1
hadn't put the name and the address on
the envelope." "That's just it, sir—l
supposed it was an anonymous letter."
—Le Petit Journal Pour Hire.
Mrs. Stiles —"I shall never invite Mr.
Funniman to dinner again." Mr. Stiles
—"Why not? He is a very entertaining
chap." Mrs. Stiles—"That's just it. lie
tells such f'#.ny stories that lie makes
the butler laugh."—Harper's Bazar.
Lady of the House—"l should think a
big, strong fellow like you would rath
er work than go around begging." Slop
py Sim—"l ain't got no fambly meself,
and I'm afraid if I went to work I
might crowd out some poor chap wot
has little ones to support."—Boston
Traveler.
HIRED BY WEIGHT.
Amonic tlie Turku the Women Singer*
31 us! He Fat to lie
I'o j) u 1 it r.
In Turkey the most beautiful and de
sirable woman is the one who weighs
the most. A thin and wiHowy creature
would have no standing in Turkey and
would be a total failure on the stage in
Constantinople. Unless a woman is fat
she cannot secure an engagement in a
music hall, and the fatter she is the
more enthusiasm she arouses and the
larger i.- her salary.
On Monday evening after my arrival
in Constantinople I went to the Con
cordia Music hall with my American ac
quaintances, and there I saw more
feminine breadth.depth,thickness,heft
and circumference than I had ever be
fore seen under one roof. Practically
the whole sTiow was given by women—
women with moon faces, rolling jowl,
judiciously dusted with powder, and
elephantine forms that defied the con
tiding hold of any corset. Fat women!
Women who were built straight out
from the eliin and then retreated to
ward an indefinite waist line; women
whose dimpled arms were the shape of
bolsters ami whose bursting slippers
squeaked beneath the weight put on
them.
.1 udging front the arrangement of the
bill and the applause bestowed on the
various mastodon soubrettes, 1 would
say that in Constantinople a woman
weighing 225 pounds and possessed of
a fair singing foice could get an en
gagement at a music hall, but she
would he compelled to accept « low
salary and appear early in the bill.
A woman weighing 250 could get a
slightly larger salary and a better place
on the bill.
The salary would thus increase as
the weight inereased. In Constanti
nople they hire their soubrettes by the
pound. One who can weigh in each
evening at ,'!SO or more is sure t,> g<et her
name in black type and draw the star
salary, no matter whether she can sing
or not.
In the bill at the Concordia were
French and German women, one lone
American (estimated weight, 275), and
several from Turkish Europe. The
first woman who sang was fat, the sec
ond was fatter, the third was- no, not
fattest, although she was much heavier
than No. 2. She was merely the prom
ise of what was yet to come.
They were holding back the really big
artists for the finale. At last these two
came on. They were "sisters." and
they made a large family by themselves.
We called them the Behemoth Sisters.
They were in white and they waddled
out on the stage.
"Great Scott!" exslaimed the man
from Lafayette. "Why didn't they roll
them on the stage? How much do you
suppose they weigh?"
"A ton apiece," ventured the Xew
Yorker.
"Too low, too low."
The house rose in joy as the two
vast egg-shaped objects appeared on
the stage. The Turks, who had been
sitting stolidly in the boxes looking
with dull unconcern at the frail vocal
ists who weighed less than 3UO, now
straightened up and clapped their
hands. A Turk in front of us (he had
checker-board trousers and a low white
vest) shouted "Bravo!"
The two sisters were the hit of the
show. They had to sing until their
globular faces were pink with exertion
and their balloon-like costumes rose
and fell with the heavings of their exer
tion.
We wondered if they ever had comic
opera in Turkey, and if it would be safe
to put an entire chorus on one stage. —
Chicago Record.
llnrtlext to lleiit.
Water is the hardest of all substances
to heat, with the single exception of
hydrogen gas. The easiest two are
mercury and lead, which stand in this
respect on nearly the same footing.—
Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Th« »l«'e Reword will be paid for l»>
| Vmation that will la*<l »o the arTcst «n<l
, locviction of the partj or partie* wfca
| placed iron aud slab# on the track of th«
| Emporium & Kick V*J!ev R. ( n o*(
he e:mt liue of I'rsDkHo f< , r xt\
j >a the evening of Nov. 21st, IS9I,
IljcNar AUCHU,
83-tf. yVni'iiU.
I Fine Liquor Siore
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EMPORIUM, PA.
iTIITE nnderalgned ha# a dnrt
| o'a«i« Liquor store, and Invites
trade of Hot«}a, Reistunrniits, Aa.
We shall carry none but tit. JLa»w
loan and Imported
WHISKIES,
BRANDIES
QINS AND
WINES,
BOTTLED ALE, CHAfcIPAGKE, Eta
Choice line of
Eottled Goods.
ITT lo roy larK* line of >k)acre I eawrf
ocasta»tiy in stock a full line of
CIGARS AND TOBACCO.
•WPool anJ Billiard i.oom 1n e»n« balldla*."W*.
C*LL AND HEB MB.
A. A. MCDONALD,
PBOrBIETOB, EIIFOHIUM, PA.
|i F. X. BLUMLE, j?
EMPORIUM, PA_ M
< ?j Bottler o4 and Dttlw im
■$ BEER, w
& WINES, J?
WHISKIES, 3
M- And Liquors of All Kind*.
The beet of goods always
carried in stock and every- 38
"fX thing warranted as represent- jjj
Capcclal Attentlsn Paid to W
x> flail Orders.
% EMPORIUM, PA. W
:s3ecso)c3£*: S^XC^D»G3SD«C^
>J. A-
J Broad Street, Emporium, Pa.,
Whore you can |ct anything you wunt in V
\ tbe line off
S Groceries, v
) Provisions, ?
FLCUfi, SALT MEATS, J
C SMOKED R3EATS, \
) CANNED 6CODB, ETC., )
) Teaa, COJTMS, Frnits, Coifeftionery, )
S Tokatto and Cigar*. v
\ Ooodt Delivered Free any /
/ Plate In Town. S
CILI 1.11 SEE EE 158 GET PRICES. \
c im p. & E. lErer v
KMl'OnilM
Bottiing Works,
IOMN MCDONALD, Proprietor.
Mu# P. JU K. D«pot, Emporium, Pa.
,
Bottler and Shipper of
Rochester
Lager Deer,
BEST 6UI.WS OF ETPOET.
The Manufacturer of Sefl
brinks and Dealer in Clioic<-
Wiaesand Pure Liquors.
We keep none bnt the very beet
R®er and arc prejmred to fill Orders on
ibort notice. Private families served
112 iily If desired.
JOIIN McDONALD.
j
* Tl Jl,TOrric*]
sa/ni we can secure patent in leas time t*iau trio*c (
5 remote from Washioctoa. ... _i
J Scad model, drawing cr photo., with dese.-ip-< j
>ticn. Vi a advise, if patentable or not, free o!;,
tcbarre. Our fee not due till patent is secured. , l
i a VAMPHLIT "HOW toObtain Patents, with
»<yjst of same in"the U. S. and torero counuie.
Jsent free. Address
fC.A.SS3OW&CO. :
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ffe WEW YORKor™".
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