6 WC MUST GROW OLD. We mu.it grow old! The years go by, Sometimes on wings they seem to fly; But why such haste? We know not why! We only know that we grow old! Sometimes, alas! the years they go As If with leaden feet, so slow We faint from pain. We cannot know Wherefore or why, but we grow old! Each vanished year its own sad tale Of disappointment, woe and wail, Adds to the score, until we fail, Bince we grow old! We must grow old. The broken links of life's short chain Can never find their place again; The heart will bleed when pierced with pain, When loved ones die, and we grow old. Into the dark unknown we take The hopes misfortune could not shake, Pure as the mountain's snowy llake, Where all Is well—when we are old. —Timothy Thomas Fortune, in N. Y. Sun. stirring story ,j Life In TKc tCopyri&ht, 1899, by F. Tennyson NeeiyJ CHAPTER VI. The great thoroughfare of that won derful city, seated on more than her seven hills, and ruling the western world, was thronged from curb to curb. Gay with bunting and streamers, the tall buildings of the rival newspapers and the long facades of hotels and busi ness blocks were gayer s»ill with the life and color and enthusiasm that crowded every window. Street traffic was blocked. Cable cars clanged vain ly and the police strove valiantly. It was a day given up to but one duty and one purpose, that of giving Godspeed to the soldiery ordered for service in the distant Philippines, and, though they hailed from almost every section of the union, except the Pacific slope, os though they were her own children, with all the'hope and faith and pride and patriotism, with all the blessings and comforts with which she had load ed the foremost ships that sailed, yet bappily without the tears that flowed when her own gallant regiment was first to lead the way, San Francisco turned out en masse to cheer the men from far beyond the Sierras and the Hookies, and to see them proudly through the Golden Gate. Early in the •day the guns of a famous light battery bad been trundled, decked like some rose-covered chariot at the summer fes tival of flowers, through the winding lanes of eager forms and faces, the can moneers almost dragged from the ranks Ibj- the clasping hands of men and -women who seemed powerless to let igo. With their little brown carbines -tossed jauntily over the broad blue •shoulders, half a regiment of regular cavalry dismounted, had gone trudg ing down to the docks, cheered to the gateway of the pier by thousands of citizens who seemed to envy the very recruits who, only half-uniformed and drilled, brought up the rear of the col umn. Once within the massive wooden portals, the guards and sentries holding back the importunate crowd, the sol diers flung aside their heavy packs, and were marshalled before an array of tempting tables and there feasted, com forted and rejoiced under the ministra tions of that marvelous successor of the sanitary commission of the great civil war of the sixties —the order of the Red Cross. There at those tables in the dust and din of the bustling piers, in the soot and heat of the railway station, in the jam and turmoil at the ferry houses, in the fog and chill of the sea ward camps, in the fever-haunted wards of crowded field hospitals, from dawn till dark, from dark till dawn, toiled week after week devoted women in every grade of life, the wife of the millionaire, the daughter of the day laborer, the gentle born, the delicately reared, the social pets and darlings, the humble seamstress, no one too high to stoop to aid the departing sender, none too poor or low to deny him cheer and sympathy. The war was still young then. Spain had not lowered her riddled standard and sued for peace. Two great fleets had been swept from the seas, the gur.s of Santiago were si lenced, and the stronghold of the ori ent! was sulking in the shadow of the flag, but there was still soldier work to be done, and so long as the nation sent its fighting men through her broad and beautiful gates San Francisco and the Red Cross stood by with eager, lavish hands to heap upon the warrior sons of a score of other states, even as upon their own, every cheer and com fort that wealth could purchase, or hu man sympathy devise. It> was the one feature of the war days of '9B that will never be forgotten. At one of the flower-decked tables near the great "stage" that led to the main deck of the transport, a group of blithe young matrons and pretty girls had been busily serving fruit, cof fee and bouillon and substantiate ti the troopers, man after man, for over two hours. There was lively chat and merry war of words going on at the moment between half a dozen young officers who had had their eyes on that particular table ever since the coming of the command, and were now making the most of their opportunities be fore the trumpets should sound the assembly and the word be passed to move aboard. All the heavy baggage andammunition had,at last,been swung Into the hold; the guns of the battery liad been lowered and securely chocked; the forecastle head was thronged with the red trimmed uni forms of the artillerymen, who had al reedy been embarked and were now ie-Jously clamoring that the troopers •fiould be "shuc oft" from the further ministrations of the Ited Cross, uu<! broadly intimating that it wasn't a fair deal that their rivals should be allowed a whole additional hour of lingering farewells. Lingering farewells there cem.inly were. Many a young soldier and many a lass "paired off" in little nooks and corners among the stacks of bales and boxes, but at the table nearest the staging all seemed gay good humor. A merry lit lie woman with straw-col ored hair and pert, tip-tilted nose and much vivacity, and complexion, had ap parently taken the lead in the warfare of chaff and fun. Evidently she was no stranger to most of the officers. Al most as evidently, to a very close ob server who stood a few paces away, she was no intimate of the group of women who with good right regarded that table as their especial and per sonal charge. Her lied Cross badge was very new; her garb and gloves were just as fresh and spotless. She had not been ladling out milk and cream, or buttering sandwiches, or pinning souvenirs on dusty blue blouses ever since early morning. Other faces there showed through all their smiles and sweetness the traces of long days of unaccustomed work and short nights of troubled sleep. Marvelous were Mrs. Frank Garrison's recuperative powers, thought they who saw her brought home in the Primes' stylish carriage, weak and helpless and shaken after her adventure of the previous day. She had not been at the Presidio a week and yet she pervaded it. She had never thought of such a thing as the Red Cross until she found it the center of the social firmament after her arrival at San Francisco, and here she was, the last comer, the foremost ("most for ward" I think some one described it) in their circle at one of the most prom inent tables, absorbing much of the attention, most of the glory, and none of the fatigue that should have been equally shared by all. "Adios!" she gayly cried, as the "as sembly" rang out, loud and clear, and wavftjg their hands and raising their caps, the officers hastened to join their commands. "Adios, till we meet in Manila." "Do you really think of going to the Philippines, Mrs. Garrison'.'" queried a much older looking, yet younger wom an. "Why, we were told the general said that none of his staff would be allowed to take their wives." "Vet there are others!" laughed Mrs. Garrison, waving a dainty handkerchief toward the troops now breaking into column of twos and slowly climbing the stage. "Who would want togo with that blessed old undertaker? Good bv —bon voyage, Geordie," she cried, blowing a kiss to the lieutenant at the head of the second troop, a youth who blushed and looked confused at the at tention thereby centered upon him and who would fain have shaken his fist, rather than waved the one unoccupied hand in perfunctory reply. "When I go I'll choose a ship with a band and broad decks, not any such cramped old canal boat as the Portland." "Oh! I thought perhaps your hus band," began the lady-, dubiously, but with a significant glance at the silent faces about her. "Who? Frank Garrison? Heavens! I haven't known what it was to have a husband—since that poor dear boy went on staff duty," promptly answered the diminutive center of attraction, a merry peal of laughter ringing under the dingy archway of the long, long roof. "Why, the Portland has only one stateroom in it big enough for a band box, and of course the general has to have that, and there isn't a deck where one couple could turn a slow waltz. No, indeed! wait for the next flotilla, when our fellows go, bands and all. Then we'll see." "But surely, Mr#. Garrison, we are told the war department has positively forbidden officer's wives from going on the transports" —again began her in terrogator, a wistful look in her tired eyes. "I know I'd give anything to join Mr. Button." "The war department has to take or ders quite as often as it gives them, Mrs. Button. The thing is to know how to be of the order giving side. Oh, joy!" she suddenly cried. "Here are the Primes and Amy "Lawrence—then the regiments must be coming! And there's Stanley Armstrong!" Far up the westward street the dis tant roar of voices mingled with the swing and rhythm and crash of martial music. Bock policemen and soldiers on guard began boring a wide lane through the throng of people on the pier. A huge black transport ship lay moored along the opposite side to that on which the guns and troopers were embarked, and for hours bales, boxes and barrels had been swallowed up and stored in her capacious depths until now, over against the tables of the Red Cross, there lay behind a rope barrier, taut stretched and guarded by a line of sen tries, an open space close under the side of the greater stveamer and be tween the two landing stages, placed fore and aft. By this time the north tide of the broad pier was littered with the inevitable relics of open air lunch ing, and though busy hands had been at wofk and the tables had been cleared, and fresh white cloths were spread and everything on the tables began again to look fair and inviting, the good fairies themselves looked ask ance at their bestrewn surroundings. "Oh, if we could only move everything bodily over to the other side," wailed Madam President, as from her perch on a stack of IJed Cross boxes she sur veyed that coveted stretch of clean, un hampered flooring. "And why not?" chirruped Mrs. Gar rison, from a similar perch, a tier or two higher. "Hern are men enough to move mountains. All we have to do is to say the word." "Ah, but it isn't," replied the other, gazing wistfully about over tlie throng of faces, as though in search of some one sufficient in rank and authority to serve her purpose. "We plead in vain with the officer-of-the-guard. lie says CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, APRIL 19. 1900. his orders are imperative—to allow no one to intrude on that space," and madam looked as though she would rather look anywhere than at the ani mated sprite above her. "What nonsense!" shrilled Mrs. Gar rison. "Here, Cherry," she called to a pretty girl, standing near the base of the pile, "give me my bag. I'm army woman enough to know that order re ferred only to the street crowd that sometimes works in 011 the pier and steals." The bag was duly passed up to her. She cast one swift glance over the heads of the crowd 1o where a hand some carriage was slowly working its way among the groups of prettily dressed women and children —friends and relatives of members of the depart ing commands, in whose behalf, as though by special dispensation, the or der excluding all but soldiers and the lied Cross had been modified. Already the lovely dark-eyed girl oxl the near side had waved her hand in greeting, responding to Mrs. Garrison's en thusiastic signals, but her companion, equally lovely, though of far different type, seemed preoccupied, perhaps un willing to see, for her large, dark, thoughtful eyes were engaged with some object, on the opposite side—not even with the distinguished looking soldivr who sat facing her and talking quietly at the moment with Mr. Prime. There was a gleam of triumph in Mrs. Garrison's dancing eyes as she took out a flat notebook and pencil and dashed off a few lines in bold and vigorous strokes. Tearing out the page, she rap idly read it over, folded it and glanced imperiously about her. A cavalry ser geant, one of tlie home troop destined to remain at tlie Presidio, was leaning over the edge of the pier, hanging onto an iron ring and shouting some part ing words to comrades 011 the upper deck, but her shrill soprano cut through the dull roar of deep, masculine voices and the tramp of feet on resounding woodwork. "Sergeant!" she cried, with quick de cision. "Take this over to the oflieer in command of that guard. Then bring a dozen men and move these two tables across the pier." The cavalryman glanced at the saucy little woman in the stunning costume, "took in"the gold crossed sabres, topped by a regi mental number in brilliants that pinned her martial collar at the round, white throat, noted the ribbon and pin and badge of the lied Cross, and the symbol of the Eighth corps in red enamel and gold upon the breast of her jacket, and above all the ring of ac customed authority in her tone, and "All bu this staoel Wbu?" never hesitated a second. Springing to the pile of boxes he grasped the pa per, respectfully raised his cap and bored his stalwart way across the pier. In three minutes he was back—half a dozen soldiers at his heels. "Where'll you have 'em, ma'am— miss?" he asked, as the men grasped the supports and raised the nearmost table. "Straight across and well over to the edge," she answered, in the same crisp tones of command. Then, with total and instant change of manner, "I sup pose your tables should go first, Madam President," she smilingly sakl. "It shall be as you wish about the others." And the lied Cross was vanquished. "I declare," said an energetic ollicial, a moment later, leaning back on her throne of lemon boxes and fanning her self vigorously, "for a whole hour I've been trying to move that ollicer's heart and convince him the order didn't apply to us. Now how did—she —do it?" "The officer must be some old —some personal friend," hazarded the secre tary, with a quick feminine compre hensive glance a* the little lady now being lilted up to shake hands with the carriage folk, after being loaded with compliments and congratulations by the ladies of the two favored tables. "Not at all," was the prompt reply. "He is a volunteer officer she never set eyes on before to-day. 1 would like to know what was on that paper." But now the roar of cheering and the blure of martial music had reached the very gateway. The broad portals were thrown open and in blue and brown, crushed and squeezed by the attend ant throng, the head of the column of infantry came striding onto the pier. The band, wheeling to one side, stood at the entrance, playing them in, the rafters ringing to the stirring strains of"The Liberty Bell." They were still far down the long pier, the slop ing rifles just visible, dancing over the heads of the crowd. No time was to be lost. More tables were to be car ried, but—who but that—"that littl'j army woman" could give the order so that it would be obeyed. Not one bit did the president like to do it, but something had to be done to obtain the necessary order, for the soldiers who so willingly and prompt ,y obeyed her beck and call were now edging away for a look at the newcomers, and Mrs. Frank Garrison, perched on the carriage step and chatting most vi vaciously with its occupants and nc longer concerning herself, apparently, about the Iled Cross or its tables, had the gratification of finding herself ap proached quite as she had planned, by two most prominent and distinguished women of San Francisco society, and requested to issue instructions as to the moving- of the other tables. "Cer tainly, ladies," .she responded, with charming smiles. "Ju: t one minute, Mildred. Don't drive farther yet," and within that minute half a dozen boys in blue were lugging at the first of the tables still left on the crowded side of the dock, and others a"'.'' were bear ing oil stoves, urns and trays.. less time than it takes to tell it the entire iled Cross equipage was on its way across the pier, and when the com manding oflieer of the arriving reg iment reached the spot which he had planned to occupy with his band, his staff and all his oUlcers, there in stale and ceremony to receive the citizens who came in swarms to bid them fare well, he found it occupied by as many as eight snowy, goody-laden tables, presided over by as many as 80 charm ing maids and matrons, all ready and eager to comfort and revive the inner man of his mighty regiment with cof fee and good cheer illimitable, and the colonel swore a mighty oath and pounced on his luckless officer of the guard. He had served as a subaltern many a year in the old army, and knew how it was done. "Didn't 1 give you personal and posi tive orders not to let anything or any body occupy this space after the bag gage was got aboard, sir?" he de manded. "You did, sir," said the unabashed lieutenant, pulling a folded paper from his belt, "and the lied Cross got word to the general and w hat the Ked Cross says—goes. Look at that!" The colonel looked, read, looked dazed, scratched his head and said: "Well, I'm damned!" Then he turned to his adjutant. "You were with me when I saw the general last night and he told men to put this guard 011 and keep this space clear. Now, what d'you say to that'. 1 " The adjutant glanced over the pen ciled lines. "Well," said he, "if you s'pose any order that discriminates against the IJed Cross is going to hold good, once they find it out, you're bound to get left. They're feasting the first company now, sir; shall I have it stopped?" and there was a grin un der the 3'oung soldier's mustache. The colonel paused one moment, shook his head and concluded he, too, would bet ter grin and bear it. Taking the pa per in his hand again he heard his name called and saw smiling faces and beckoning lian<B in an open carriage near him, but the sight of Stanley Armstrong, signaling to him from an other, farther away, had something dominant about it. "With you in a minute," he called to those who first had summoned him. "What is it, Arm strong?'* "I wish to present you to some friends of mine—Miss Lawrence—Miss Prime—Mr. Prime—my old associate, Col. Stewart. Pardon me, Mrs. Gar rison. I did not see you had returned." She had, and was once more perched upon the step. "Mrs. Garrison—Col. Stewart. What we need to know, Stewart, is this: Will all your men board the ship by this stage, or will some go aft ?" "All by this stage—why?" But the colonel felt a Eomewhat mas sive hand crushing down on his arm and forebore to press the question. Armstrong let no pause ensue. lie spoke, rapidly for him, bending for ward, too, and speaking low; but even as she chatted and laughed, the little woman on the carriage step saw, even though she did not seem to look, heard, even though she did not seem to listen: "An awkward thing has happened. The general's tent was robbed of im portant papers perhaps two days ago, and the guard-house rid of a most im portant prisoner last, night. Canker has put the officer-of-the-guard in ar rest. Remember good old Billy Gray who commanded us at Apache? This is Billy Junior, and I'm awfully sorry." Here the soft gray eyes glanced quick ly at the anxious face of Miss Lawrence, who sat silently feigning interest in the chat between the others. The anx ious look in her eyes gave way to sud den alarm at Armstrong's next words: "The prisoner must have had friends, lie is among your men, disguised, and those two fellows at the stage are de tectives." A low cry came from her lips, for Mrs. Garrison dropped at the instant and lay half under the wheels iu a deathlike swoon upon the dock. [To Be Continued.l The Reason Why. A gentleman wast riding on one of the coaches in the Trossachs of Scotland, when the driver said to him: "I've had a coin guv me to-day 2<)t) years old. Did you ever see a coin 200 years old?" "Oh, yes," was the reply. "I have oue mj'self 2,000 years old." "Ah," said the driver, "have ye?" And he spoke no more during the rest of the journey. When the conch arrived at itsdestina tion the driver came up to the gentle man with an intensely self-satisfied air and said: "I told 3 r ou as we came along that I had a coin 2CO years old." "Yes." "And you said to me as you had one 2,C00 years old." "Yes, so 1 have." "Now, you I>e a liar!** "What do you mean by that?" "V\ hat do I mean? Why—it's, only 1809 now!"— London Answers. Liberty, New Cook—Then 1 am not to 'wear your bonnets when I like? Mistress—No, but tlilrk how large 3'our wages ai«-« New Cook (haughtily)—My liberty is not for sale!— Detroit Journal. A Slisrht MlsunilrrNlniidlnnr. Judge—Did you see tte prisoner at the bar? Witness—Naw; when I see him lie was on the streei whjjre the bartender chucked him out. —Puck. HE LIKES WESTERN CANADA. Duhamel, Jan 24, 1900. Dear Sir and Friend: We had a lucky trip, made good con nections and got to Wetasknvin Mon day afternoon, stayed there all night, bought a pony and saddle for the boy and hired a three-seated rig for the balance of us and got home to dinner next day; caught the boys cleaning up and getting ready to come after us. Wednesday the snow was all gone and we had bare ground and bright sunshine for a month, and it has been pleasant weather ever since. The ground is frozen about two feet and about six inches of snow—just enough for sleigh ing. We had one cold spell in Decem ber. The thermometer went down to 32 below zero; but we did not suffer with the cold at all. We have worked every day all winter, are all well and feeling well. Have built a log house 18x18, two log stables 16x18, and are now busy on a well. We have ten cows, three other cattle and six head of horses. The boys send their best re spects to Mr. Iluchison, and say they will talk to him enough to pay for not writing when he gets up here. Will write you again next Spring and tell you all about the Winter. We all unite in sending you and family our best wishes and respects and hope this will find you all well. Yours very respectfully, (Signed) THOMAS TATE, Duhamel, Alberta, Canada. P. S. It has been down to zero this month; it is 22 above now. RettlnK At th* Facta. Wife (after the honeymoon)— Why did you deceive me about your income? Husband—l didn't, my dear. "Yes, you did. You told me you were getting SSO a week when you asked me to uiarrv you." "You evidently misunderstood me. T said my position was worth $50 —and so it is— hut for some rpuson best known to the boss he gives me only ten dollars." Chicago Evening News. Uhont of the Glacier And Other Tales, including Making a Revo lution, Susquehanna Trail, Sculpture of the Klfs, Once a Pillar of the World, Feathers of Fashion, and others. A delightful volume, beautifully illustrated. Ready for distribu tion alwut May 1. Send 10 cents to T. W. Lee, General Passenger Agent Lackawanna Railroad, 20 Exchange Place, New York City. Edition. Limited. In the spring a man forgets where he puti things, and places the blame on the hous*- cleaning.—Atchison Globe. I HAVE IT READY | I k I Minor accidents are so frequent y \ £ and stich hurts so troublesome g i ? no household should be with- 7 | •3 out a bottle of £ : 1 Si Jacobs Oil I % i.. 112 i IT" ! fc- K sss % | toSH cure i I/, PAINS | Ml ." K ) 1 ACHES I ALABASTINE la the original and only durable wall coating, entirely different from all kal somines. Ready for use in white or fourteen beautiful tints by adding cold water. LADIES naturally prefer ALA'- BASTINE for walls and ceil lngn, because It is pure, clean, durable. Put up In dry pow dered form, In five-pound pack ages, with full directions. ALL kalsomlnes are cheap, tem porary preparations made from whiting, chalks, clays, etc., and stuck on walls with de caying animal glue. ALABAS TINE is not a kalsomine. BEWARE of the dealer who says he can sell you the "same thing" as ALABASTINE or "something Just as good." Ho is either not posted or is try ing to deceive you. AND IN OFFERING something he has bought cheat) and tries to sell on ALABASTINE'S de mands, he may not realize the damage you will suffer by a kalsomine on your walls. SENSIBLE dealers will not buy a lawsuit. Dealers risk one by selling and consumers by using Infringement. Alabastlne Co. own right to make wall coat ing to mix with cold water. THE INTERIOR WALES of every church and school should be coated only with pure, dur able ALABASTINE. It safe guards health. Hundreds of tons used yearly for this work. IN BUYING A LAB ASTINE, customers should avoid get ting cheap kalsomines under different names. Insist on having our goods in packagos and properly labeled. NUISANCE of wall pacer Is ob viated by A LAB ASTINE. It can be used on plastered walls, wood ceilings, brick or can vas. A child can brush It on. It does not rub or scalo off. ESTABLISHED in favor, shun all Imitations. Ask paint deal er or druggist for tint card. Write us for Interesting book let. free. ALABASTINE CO., Grand Rapids, Mich. IU The best remedv for BJr -Pg»B IB! S whooping-cough."Give *7 * , ,V the child Dr. Bull's Lough Svrun cou R: |is y ru p.'-eii<'f« r iii 1 U|S come at otice and the sufferer will soon be cured. Price only 25 cts. I GENT Pr. Sq. Ft. Including caps ancl nails, for the boat Rod IV>P* Rooting. biUutiiutes I'or Plaster. Samples Ireo. Tlllt *AY JM.MLLA KOOKI.NU COUI'A.NY, lAMDKN, N. J, fe CUKES WHfcßt ALL EiSfc FAILS. ESP Cough Syrtip. Tastoa Good. Übo K3I \y. lu time. Bold by druggists. Reward Th» aboTe Regard will be paid for i»» j*rmatiou that will )(>A<l to tlio arrest *»4 .'onTlction ot' the party or partie* vk« placed iron nnri a labs on the track of ti*t Emporium A. Kith Vdlttv H. R., now ho caßt iitic of Franklin liou/lor'a fama, ja th«i evaulau of Nov. 21st, 1801. HE.S'ht Auowd, 38-tf. /Ye»;iiryU. Fine liquor Sioke E* EMPORIUM, PA. /pnE undersized L»top«iiM a 6wV I oUi«i Llouor store, and Invite# Utt trade or Hoteta, ! testae rants, Am VV» Khali carry none but tit* b«at Ammt* loan and Imported WHISKIES, BRANDIE3 Q-INB AND WINES, BOTTLED ALE, CHAMPAGNE, Eta. Ck«k»llMOf Bottled Goods. r addition to my tarfo Una of llqmors I «M9 eoßitKiUy in stock a fell M»o at CIGARS AND TOBACCO. WPool an A Utilised Boom In nn« batUUn Wi C»I.L AhD fr:r.B liK A. A. MCDONALD, PacPRIETOI. CIKOUIUM. PA. & F. X. BLUMLE, J 'M IMPOHICiI. ra. ! W Bottler *f ud (Malar to J® & BEER, 13 & WINES, g & WHISKIES, 3 And Liquors of All Kinds. Jil jj The best of goods always jjl W carried In Rtook and every- vfij rj th I ri2 warranted oa rapreeont- CT <f. Especial Attention Pai d t» W X- Tail Orders. 4 EMPORIUM, PA. $ 112 GO TO S )J. A- 1 Broad Street, Emporium. Pa M ) Wbero yen can jti raything jon wut la C \ the line o/ # 5 Groceries, ) 1 Provisions, 7 112 FLOUR, SA'.T MEATS, > C SMOKED MEATS, \ J GINNED GOODS, ETC., > ) t«u, CoFms, Fruits, Oesfettioufry, / S 'iotii'M OE & C \ floodt Dellycrrd Frte any / / iPlace In Towu. S C cut LID SEB BE Aiß CCT PRICES. \ C IEA& 112. & t\ DLP6T K KKPOSIt'H Bottling Worts, IOHN MCDONALD, Proprietor. Near t. L. E. Depot, Emporium, Pa. Bottler and Bhtppef erf Rochester Lager Beer, BIST m.tSB OP EYPOET. Tbe Manufacturer of 9ofl brinks and Dealer ia Ckoic* Wines and Pure Liquors. — mm? — We frcsft none bat the rery b««l R«or and nro prepared to fill Orders on tbtsri notice. Private families sorvad Aaiiy if deairad. joetn MCDONALD. obtain*! and all Fat- MODCRATT Pcca. Souaornec is pATCNTOrriei #ind*v»rAAMcuro pa ton 4 ia leaA tinia taaa tAose crcxsote frorA a i \ u>snd model, drawtng or with descHp~> st'c«i. We ad rise, if patentable or not, free of; /, K»Vyv Oor fee not due till patent is secured. , { a rr lk How to Obtain PstcAta, with' fee** ofmaftla'the U. S. axxd coontrieej J sent IrtA, Addrefs* O,A.SEiIOW&.CO.: J r*T*J*V Owe*. W»»HI»"OTOM. B. C. ' ■i • -111 mi »-%vw*4 .s*o« h""s CHICAGO m MEW YORKor.' . A. H. KELLCQQ H£WB?>P£B Uk
Significant historical Pennsylvania newspapers