6 A WAYSIDE CABIN. Alone it ln ln the weedy lap of a hollow, Uusk and dim; Above its sagging ridge-pole peeps the chimney's ragged rim. The feathered plume of maple dips down to the window-sash; The gables melt in the velvet of willow and elm and ash. A mellow bank to the westward of violet fleece flung wide The low sun stains, as a rose-leaf might a purple vase's side. The afterglow on the forest melts, and sifts faint amber through. Till the buckeye's branching antlers drip with a film of golden dew. The door swings slack, and the moss and mold its under edge befringe; Wild potato and buckwheat vines have tangled its one lone hinge. Umi>or and tail, the toadstools push through rifts in the cabin floor, And birds have built In the chimney throat, where the blaze shall dance no more. Here is the trail of a ruined fence, a field's forsaken sweep, Its edges girt with mullein spikes, its half-lost furrows deep In webs of balm and moneywort and rivers of grassy mist, AUght with the scarlet milkweed bloom and thistles' amethyst. But who was he who tilled the field when the furrowed lines were new, And down through the dewey green ar cades the singing corn-leaves blew? And whose the careful, busy hand that over the window-frame Entwined the woodland brier-vine with its soft rosettes of flame? The forest-fragrant breezes sigh through the cabin bare and lone, But tell no tale of the sojourners its shaggy walls have known. The lenves that dance to the call of spring with autumn's frosts grow rod— The wheel of time spins swiftly on, but here is a broken thread. Clammy and cold the dew and mist brush over my face like spray, As out of the hollow's damp and gloom I seek my homeward way. A splinter of moonlight fails across the rough old cabin floor, And heavy scents of night blow in through the idly gaping door. —llattie Whitney, in Youth's Companion. "Ve KIDNAPPED*" MILLIONAIRES A Tale of Wall Street and the Tropics By FREDERICK U. ADAMS Copyright, 1801, by Lothrop Publishing Company. All rltfhta reserved. CHAPTER X. SEYMOUR THE SLEUTH. No word had been received from Mr. Bernard Seymour since his de parture from St. Louis, at which time he requested that SSOO be forwarded to him at New Or leans. It was a peculiarity of the Bernard Seymour telegrams that they always contained stipulations for fresh funds. Mr. Stevens had a liearty respect for the Seymour luck. He overlooked any slight irreg ularities in methods, and accordingly telegraphed the money, and also full instructions concerning the search for the architect and contractor in charge of the supposititious liestor country house. No answer came from Mr. Seymour. When the staff of reporters arrived in New Orleans, they learned that Mr. Seymour had registered at the St. Charles Hotel. He had cashed the money order, but had not occu pied his room, nor had he been seen at the hotel since the time of the financial transaction. The new arriv als made a vain search for the miss ing sleuth, and then went briskly to work without him. • When Bernard Seymour arrived in New Orleans, he was, us he expressed it, "much the worse for wear." When he learned that he had caused the arrest of a famous Chicago cler gyman, instead of L. Sylvester Vin cent, he lost no time in quitting St. Louis. He abandoned his baggage at the Planters' Hotel, and took the first train south. Seymour arrived in New Orleans the following evening, lie decided that the "West End"—the breathing place of the Southern metropolis,—• would be the most congenial place to begin operation*. The "West End* is a cluster of hotels, fringing the bathing beaches 011 the south shore of Lake l'ontchurtrain, and serves as a more aristrocratic Coney Island to New Orleans. Mr. Seymour found it brilliant with rows of electric lights. A score of orchestras and bands were blending their harmonies with the murmur of the pleasure-seeking throng. "Hello, Seymour." A heavy set man, with ids face '•barked by a cavernous grin, pushed his way through a crowd and slupped Mr. Bernard Seymour on the shoulder. "Well, you little ferret, what ure you doing in New Orleans?" "Kir!" "That's what I said sir! Will you have u drink, sir?" "Yea, sir. Now 1 understand you," «nid Mr. Seymour. "Well, you old Indian, I did not know you were down here. What are you doing? Who are you doing?" "Nothing and nobody," said Mr. link Bender. Mr. Bender hii a new* l>.i|M-r mull, who e natural ability wus ol,.cured by habit* more congenial tlmu regulur. An en-client writer, lie seldom held a position more than threa month" lie w,i» the journal!*, tie prototype of the tr.iinp prill!''* "I |i Mgaiii 1 1 It, •U»" asked toejf •tour. **T surety nra up against, It good ! and hard." , Dick Bender tossed oIT a big drink, nnd grinned as if liis hard luck were ! something to be contemplated with i J'"}'- "You don't drink enough, Dick," j said Seymour. "You are a social re cluse. Your abstinence has become a matter of common gossip. You should thaw out once in a while and become a mixer." "Never mind my failings. An swer me some questions," said Mr. Bender, resting his foot on the rail, and swinging his arm in an easy posi tion across the mahogany. "What are you doing in New Orleans?" "None of your business." "True, but not to the point. I know what you are doing. You are on the kidnapped millionaire case." "Some one must have told you. The witness refuses to commit himself. Will you have another drink?" They had several. Under their in fluence Seymour told Dick lSender his mission, but was too discreet to reveal any information which had been received from New York. He invited Mr. Bender to take dinner with him, and that gentleman was too polite to refuse. When Mr. Seymour awoke the fol lowing afternoon he was in a narrow bunk, which seemec' to rise and fall as to the heave of a ship. He es cribed this to natural causes and went to sleep. When he again awoke it was dark. For a moment lay quiet. To his ears came the splash of waters and the groaning and mut tering of a ship. By the smoky light of a lantern he found his clothes scattered on the floor. He put them on as fast as possible, but the opera tion was delayed by the swaying of the room. The heavy breathing of a sleeper in an opposite bunk seemed to beat time to the motion of tluv ship. Seymour opened Ihe curtains and peered in. It was Mr. Dick Ben der. Seymour shook him savagely. "Wake up. Bender!" he said as he clawed the sleeper around the bunk. "Wake up! We are kidnapped by pi rates!" Bender opened his eyes, blinked, groaned, and dropped back into an untroubled sleep. Seymour again aroused him. "We are kidnapped, I tell you!" he said in a hoarse whisper. "Wake up, and prepare to die like a man!" "Forget it!" said Mr. Bender, and he again closed his eyes. But Sey mour was persistent, and finally suc ceeded in arousing the drowsy Ben der. While he was dressing, the door opened and a broad-shouldered sailor stepped into the apartment. Seymour looked for a weapon, but there was none in tight. The man surveyed them calmly for a moment and said: "i thought 1 would come anenrcd with a steaming dinli of steak, some hot corn bread, baked potatoes, coffee and v< tables. The voyagers fell Upon the uvory spread with avidity. After 1-aWlltf a few liiillllteM .Sey mour said to the captain: "Kindly explain to us how we ha|>|teit to en joy your In. |ntiili|v on tin' good hliip 'ham Walker,'" It wa - a long story, but the et»ee of it that Itlll Howe, the tu >t mate of ihe "ham Walker." was "II (tore leave, Mini at an earl> hour had met the convivial heymour and i 1 t i t hid w ■ iui* CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 12. 1903 or the best fellow In tlie world, and would not listen to his departure. "Vou anil Kill hove in sight about six o'clock this niornin'," said Capt. Parker, as he passed the steak to Seymour for the third time. "Of course, I seen that ye was a bit un der the weather, but ye talked all square and fair, sayfn' ye wanted to take a cruise, and when I said the 'Ham Walker' wuz goin' to Havana, you said that wuz the place ye wanted ter go tew. So you paid me the money for passage for both of ye, and we cast off and headed out inter the Gulf erbouj, eight o'clock this ere niornin'. Ye fooled aroun' awhile, clum out on ther bowsprit, did various monkey shines, and then went below. That's all thar is tew it,"and Capt. Parker laughed with a vigor hearty and pleasing. "From early childhood I have longed togo to Havana," said Mr. Seymour. "Why I should select this special time is not readily apparent, but it is well. Cheer up. Bender! Once again an aqueous toast to Capt. Parker and his gallant crew." Having done ample justice to the food befora them, the voyagers fol lowed Capt. Parker to the deck of the vessel. The "Sam Walker" was a large, three-masted schooner. They found seats on the after deck. A big Swede stood at the wheel, and lazily revolved it as the fresh breeze came in irregular gusts from the southwest. The air was fragrant with the odor of newly-sawed lumber, and Seymour noticed, for the first time, that the decks between the masts were piled high with timber. "Hev a seegar," said Capt. Parker, passing a box to Mr. Seymour. "I kin afford to be generous, seein' as 1 how you bought 'em. You gave me twenty dollars and told me to buy the best thar was; and I reckon you'll find them all right." "You seem to be in the lumber trade," said Seymour, as he took a cigar and passed the box to Dick Bender. "Yes, I haul a right smart of lum ber an' stuff in the course of a year," said Capt. Parker. Like all New England Yankees who live in southern states, his dialect was a mixture of northern and southern idioms. "You must know some contract ors," said Seymour. Though his field of detective endeavor was limited to tin? area of a "lumber hooker," on the broad expanse of the Gulf of Mexico, the newspaper instinct was strong within him. "Reckon I know erbaout all ther contractors in an' 'round New Or- "LET'S SEE; WHAT IN THUNDER WAS HIS NAME?" leans," said Capt. Parker, with some pride. "The 'Sam Walker' has car ried many a batch of timber up an' down these here coasts." "Did you ever carry any lumber for a man named Walter 15. Hestor?" asked Seymour. "Talk about your thousand to one shots," he said to himself, "this certainly is one of them." "Hestor?" said Capt. Parker re flectively. "Hestor? Thar ain't no contractor by that name that I ever lieern on." "He is not a contractor," explained Seymour. "He is a New York million aire, whom I know very well. He built a house on some island in the West Indies a year or so ago." "What sort of a man wuz he?" asked Capt. Parker. "What did he dew?" "He did newspaper work for fun," said Seymour. "He had lots of mon ey, and went all over the world look ing for good stories." "Did he own a yacht—a steam yacht?" "Yes," answered Seymour, leaning forward in his excitement. "Say, Hill!" The first mate was talking with the Swede wheelsman. He stepped over and joined the group when Capt. l'arker called him. "What wuz ther name of that dude who owned the 'Shark'?" he asked. "You know who 1 mean. The one that Col. Mclntyre built that air house for." Seymour dropped his cigar. The temptation to yell almost over whelmed hint. "Let's see; what in thunder was his name?" said the big sailor, re moving his cap utid running his hand a IUBSH of red hair. "Some- Ihing like Hanson or Hampton. I hat ain't it. There was an in it. He was an odd sort of a fish, liaising hell all the time. I.et's see. llisser, Hissor, Hlstor, Hestor— thut's it. I kuew Unturned well I I'nilld think of it. lie had the steam yai'ht 'Shark.* and a quiet sort of a rliap named Waters was her captain. Mighty tliii- boat, the 'Shark!' Itun llkn thunder and lithium'! Why? W hut about liini?" Hi-\niotir nave Iteuder a violent kirk on the shiu "Nothin'. This here gi'iitleuiun was a-km' eronut him," suiil I apt. Parker ll> . t *ir Is tin old fiii nil nf ml lie.** e*|.l;< «n'd >-• > UMiiir. "Whem ii the i.l Mi ldly jrim spoke vlt U ho 4 J. Vi ill uu* tutlrii'iuf i" "ITft used ter be" said Capt. Pap. ker. "He has moved ter Havanq This here load of lumber is fer him. He's buildln' a new hotel in Havana." "Is he in Havana now?" "Suppose so," said the captain. "Guess he'll be daown ter the dock ter see us come in. lie's in er mighty big burry erbaout this 'ere bunch of lumber. Isin' telegraphin' and raisin' blazes erbaout it." Seymour changed the subject. He was so elated that he felt like climb ing the shrouds, and yelling like a Comanche Indian. The one thing which worried him was whether or not he had told Bender anything about llestor during the preceding evening. The look of pained surprise on Bender's face, when his ankle felt the impact of Seymour's foot, . was evidence that he knew nothing of Hestor or his complicity in the millionaire mystery. Seymour vented his joy and con cealed his triumph in song. The temptation to celebrate In drink was strong, but his repentance was sin cere and his determination to reform was earnest. So he sang. As a vo calist, Mr. Seymour was handicapped by the circumstance that he knew neither the words nor the tune to any song. What he lacked in tech nique was recompensed in energy. ' His first effort, as expressed in words, was about as follows: "Yo ho, my lads, the wind blows free; A pleasant gale Is on the se-a-a. And here we rumte de te turn, Rale dada, te dum, dum, dum, And 'ere we part from England's shore to-night, A song we'll sing to home da rumty dight Then here's to the sailor. Here's to his heart so true (sing there, Bender!) Who will think of him upon the waters blu-u-u-ue. (All together.) Sailing, sailing, over the mountain main; And many a stormy wind shall blow 'ero Jack comes home again. Sailing, sailing, der rumty, dum de daln, And many a stormy wind shall blo-o-o-o-ow 'Ere Jack comes ho-o-ome a-a-a-agaln!" The negro cook stood in the com panion-way and joined in the chorus with a deep baritone, which did much to neutralize the rather harsh tenor of the eager Seymour, and the uncertain bass of Mr. Dick Bender. Capt. Parker did not sing, but was liberal in his applause. [To Be Continued.] The Dove and the Cat. Maj. Shattuck of the signal corps tells an amusing story of an old-time "religious revival" meeting at a negro church near Savannah. In order that the revival spirit might be quickened it was arranged that the preacher should give a signal when he thought the excitement was highest, and from the attic, through a hole cut in the ceiling directly over the pulpit, the sexton was to shove down a pure white dove, whose flight around the church and over the heads of the au dience was expected to have an in spiring effect, and as far as emotion al excitement was concerned, to cap the climax. All went well at the start; the church was packed; the preacher's text was"ln the form of a dove," and as he piled up his elo quent periods the excitement was strong. Then the opportune moment arrived—the signal was given—and the packed audience was scared out of its wits on looking up to the ceil ing and beholding a cat, with a clothes line around Its middle, yowl ing and spitting, being slowly lower ed over the preacher's head. The preacher called out to the sexton in the attic: "Whar's de dove?" And the sexton's voice came down through the opening so you could hear it a block: "Inside de cat!" —Chicago Daily News. How Jacques Tlaant I'alnted. An interesting story is told of Jacques Tissot, the great French painter, lately deceased. While in England he painted a beautiful reli gious picture and, meeting a country woman, asked her opinion of his work. "It's a chef d'oeuvre," she re plied, giving a remarkably just and detailed appreciation of the various merits of the painting. "Are you satisfied?" asked a friend. Tissot an swered in the negative. He entirely repainted his picture, working night and day. When finished he sent for his fair critic, who pronounced it "admir able," and remained silently admiring it with smiling criticism. "Are you satisfied?" asked the friend again when the lady departed. "No," an swered the artist, and set to work for the third time. When the Parisienne saw the new painting she gazed at it for some mo ments with evident emotion, and then without a word sank softly to her knees and began to pray. "Are you satisfied now?" whispered the friend. And Tissot said, "Yes." Couldn't (irl llmm of It. Bridget and Norah Murphy, fresh from the mosquitoes of Ellis Island, hud set out to make their "return calls" on their cousins, the Mctiooli- < guns, at service in an urlstocrutio ! part of the city. I'pon arriving ut i the house, instead of being confront- I cii by the usual bell knob, nothing 1 but a stingy, mean apology of a knob in the shape of a little bluck button met them. Ilridget got hold ut the button and gute It a pull, but her I tinkers slipped before There was any audible ring from within. Again and again she tried with the same result, • until s|i<' turned the knob uver to I "\ouie," 'I lien the latter yanked and twisted without success, until both stood oil the landing ga/lng helpless* j ly at each other. I lieu light came to Ilridget. "I'll tell vou phwut it is," she said. "They're plating tit' j"k« on us fur ; gr» ■ ulo.riH in' ill' dulls »r« »nluu iMbUi;*' lU' niitriug!" I j^enfisylvanid RAILROAD. PHILADELPHIA AND ERIE RAIL BOAI) DIVISION. In effect May 25,1902. TRAINS LEAVE EMPORIUM EASTWARD 915 A. M.—Week days for Sunbury, Wilkesbarre, Hcraiiton, Hazleton, Pottsville, Harrisbarg and intermediate stations, arriving at Philudeip lia 6.2U P. M., Ni w York 9.30 P. M., Baltimore 00 P. M., Wasbiugtou 7.15 P. M. Pullman Parlor car from Williamsport to Philadelphia and passenger coaches from Kane to Philadelphia and Williamsport to Balti more and Washington. 12:25 P. M. (Emporium Junction) daily for Sun bury, Harrisburg and principal intermediate stations, arriving at Philadelphia, 7:32 p. m.j New York, 10:23 d. in.; Baltimore, 7:30 p. m.j Washington, 8:35, d. m. Vestibuled Parlor cars and passenger coaches, Buffalo to Phila delphia and Washington. 8"O P. M,—daily fcr Harrisburg and intermediate stations, arriving at Philadel phia, 4.25 A. M., New York 7.13 A. M. Baltimore, 2:30 A.M. Washington, 4:05 A.M. Pullman sleeping carsfroui HarrisburgtoPhil adelphia and New York. Philadelphia pas sengerscan remain in sleeper undisturbed un ti 17:30 A. M. 025 P. M.—D.tily for Sunbury, Harris burg and intermediate stations arriving at Philadelphia 7.22 A. M., New York 9.33 A. M., weekdays, (10.33 A. M. Sunday;) Baltimore 7.15 A. M., Washington 8.30 A.M. Pullman sleep ing cars from Erie, Buffalo and Williamsport to Philadelphia and Buffalo, Williamsport to Washington. Passenger cars from Erie to Philadelphia and Williamsport to Baltimore. 12:01 A. M. (Emporiun. Junction), daily for Sun bury, Harrisburg and principal intermediate stations, arriving at Philadelphia, 7:22 a. m.; New York, 9:33 a. m., week days; (10:33 Sun days); Baltimore, 7:15 a. in.; Washington. 8:30 ft. ni. Vestibuled Buffet Sleeping Cars and Passenger coaches, Buffalo to Philadelphia and Washington. WESTWARD. 6:10 A. M.—Emporium Junction— daily for Erie, Ridgway, and week days for Du- Bois, Clermont and intermediatestations. 10 30 A. M.—Daily for Erie and week days for Dußois andintermediatestations. 023 P. M. —Week days lor Kane and intermtdiate stations. RIDGWAY AND CLEARFIELD R. R. CON NECTIONS. (Weekdays.) SOUTHWARD. Stations. NORTHWARD I KM. |A.M.J A.M. p. M. p. M. P. M. 0 00 4 00 .... Renovo 5 00 11 45 3 25 11 15 fi 00 Kane 12 25 3 rf» 8 25 I 343 11 33 622 .. ..Wilcox 12 05 2 45 804 | 3.56 11 48 630 ..Johnsonburg.. 955 233 7 49 4 10 12 10 ;7 00 ...Ridgway,.... 935 215 730 I s: 42012 20 710 ..Mill Haven... 925| 204 720 4 30 12 30 7 21 .. Croyiand 9 15 1 54 7 09 43412 33 725 ..Shorts Mills.. 911 151 7J5 4 37 12 36 7 28 .. .Blue Rock... 9 07 1 47 7 01 4 41 12 10 7 33 Carrier 9 02 1 43 6 57 45112 50 743 .Brockwayville 853 133 647 45112 51 747 ...Lanes Mills.. 847 128 643 751 .McMinns Sm't. 8 43 502 103 754 .Harveys Run.. 839 119 635 5 10 t 10 800 ..FallsCreek... 835 1 15 6 30 5 251 25 8 15J.... Dußois 8 25! 1 05; 6 10 (5 10] 1208 10 . .Falls Creek... 658 113« 30 5 27' 132 823 .Reynoldsville.. 64412 52 615 6 00 1 59 8 50 ...Brookville... 6 10 12 24 5 39 6 45 2 38 9 30 New Bethlehem 11 47 4 50 7 25 3 20 10 10 .. Red Bank 11 10 4 05 9 45 5 30 12 35 .. ..Pittsburg 9 00 1 30 P. M. P. M. P. M.I A. M. A. M. P. M. BUFFALO & ALLEGHENY VALLEY DIVISION. tux ™ - Leave Emporium Junction for Port Allegany, Olean, Arcade, East Aurora and Buffalo. Train No. 107, daily, 4:05 A. M. Train No. 115, daily, 4:15 P. M. Trains leave Emporium for Keating, Port Allegany, Coudersport, Smethport, Eldred, Bradford,Olean and Buffalo,connecting at Buf falo for points East and West. Train No. 101, week days, 8:25 A. M. Train No. 103, week days 1:45 P. M. Train No. 103 will connect at Olean with Chautauqua Division for Allegany, Bradford, Salamanca Warren, Oil City and Pittsburg. LOW GRADE DIVISION. EASTBOUND. STATIONS. 100 113 101 105 107 901 | | A. M. A. M. A. M. P. M P. M A. M. Pittsburg,.. Lv. ■ 16 15 t9 00 +l3O *505 t 9 00 Red Bank ' 9 28 11 10 4 05 7 55 11 10 Lawsonham, .. 9 40 gU22 4 18 8 07 11 23 I New Bethle'm 10 13 11 47 4 50 8 37 11 .55 | Brookville +6 10 11 00 12 24 5 39 9 22 12 41 Revnoldsville, 644 11 32 12 52 615 9 .50 114 Falls Creek.... 658 11 48 1136 30 1005 129 Dußois 7 05 til 55 125 6 40 1010 J 1 35 Sabula, 7 17 1 37 6 52 * Penntield | 735 1.55 7 10 2 Bennezette 8 09 2 29 7 44 ° Driftwood t8 45 +3 05 fB2O « via P. & E. Div Driftwood.. Lv. *9 44 +3 45 Emporium, Ar. |lO 25 +4 10 A. M. A. M. P. M. P. M P. M P. M WESTBOUND. I STATIONS. 108 106 102 114 110 942 ■ ■ , Via P. &E.DiV A. M. A.M. A. M. P. M. P. M. P. M. Emporium, Lv. t8 15 t3 20 Driftwood, Ar.J t9 00 f4 00 ViaL. G. Div Driftwood, Lv t6 15 tll2o f5 50 Bennezette ! 6 50 11 .55 6 26 Penntield 7 25 12 30 7 00 Sabula 7 44 12 49 7 18 Dußois *6 20 8 00 1 05 t5 05 7 35 14 10 Falls Creek 6 27 8 10 1 20 5 12 7 42 4 17 n eynoldsville,.. 644 821 182 527 758 430 Brookville 7 15 8 50 1 59 6 00 18 30 .5 00 New Bethle'm. 801 930 238 645 545 Lawsonham, .. 831 957t3 06 714 . . . «18 Red Bank,Ar.. 8 4.5 10 10 3 20 7 25 6 30 1-ittsburg, Ar... *ll 15 t1235 t5 30 t9 45 {9 30 i A. M. P. M. P. M. P. M. P. M. P. MS Note—Train 107 on Sundays will make all stop, between Red Bank and Dußois. ♦Daily. tDaily except Sunday. {Sunday only. 8 Flag Stop. For Time Tables and further information, ap ply to Ticket Agent. J. B. HUTCHINSON, J. R. WOOD.Agt. General Manager. Oen'l Passenger TIMETABLE No! 27. COUDERSPORT &. PORT ALLEGANY R. R Taking eirect Ma y 27t1». 1901. i urrwAKOi 10 8 4 6 2 STATIONS. P. M P. M. A. M. A. M. Port Allegany,.. Lv. 3 15 7 05 11 36 Coleman, *3 23 ..... 00 .... *ll 41 liurtville, *3 30 7 16 11 47 Koulette, 3 40 7 25 11 55 Knowlton's, *3 45 ' ..... *ll 59 Mhia, 3 59 7 35 12 05 Olmsted *4 05 *7 38 M 2 09 Hammonds, ° >J ••••■ *l2 13 ~ . . (Ar. 420 A.M. 745 12 15 Coudersport. j Lv 10 00 j OO North Coudersport, .... *6 15 *1 05 Frink's, 6 2» *6 10 *1 12 Colesburg "6 40 .... •»> 17 120 Seven Bridges, •*» *5 .... *8 21 # 1 24 ftayiuoiids's, *7 00 *6 30 135 tiold. 705 636 141 Newfleld, 00 .... 145 New Held Junction, 737 .... 64% 150 Perkins 40 ... *6 4* •! 53 Jarpenter's, 7 lo *1 ii 7 ;rowel I'a, 7 50 ... »8 53 '2 01 Ulysses Ar 805 ..... 705 210 \ . M P. M VI - I NV AHI». " | i ft j a | BTATIONB. A. M. P. M A. M .Lv .Lv 720 225 910 .... ' rowell's •? 27 2 •• I? '4r|Hiiter'i, •• J *2 31 922 .... Merkius, 7 32 *2 37 • 9 2fl Wwlii-MjJuiirtion 737 2 12 932 Sewfleld, *7 41 2 46 iold. 744 249 9 10 liny mend's *7 49 2 5 4 • 947 Seven Bridges, •* 01 *4 04 *lO trj 'oleshurjf, *8 04 309 10 In ... J t , lI|W •« I ' !" ill North l'ouder#i>oi*, ...... 1 26*10 '•*> iAr 825 330 10 41 .'ouder»port, I P.M. .. 1 ( I.V, »in •00 120 IUIIIIIK n>li " MUMU-I, I, •.! U', •! II \IIII». T'«' •••• KUOWIIOH'., I H> ll.t'e * <7 Sil IV, liurtville » M # M 201 •OLCM *« 'I Pull AIU-KUity, ••§•«« * * • . I*l KUH THEORY, Also dealer iu all the Popular sheet M ui.tt', Emporium, Pa. Hcholarstaughl either at my home on Si •treel or at Ihe homes Oft he pupils. Out of ti »i holars will be given dates at my rootuslu place. K. C. RlK< K. D. D W . 11l NTINT.; Oltiee over Tsgxart's Drug Moie, Emporium, * a. I ~ts and i'liirr l,x al su.ir»lhciirn atl- lor the p sinlessestradiol! ■tPl' lAI IN I'ii -* i vatiKii of natural teeth, tu> . luding i row it and Bridge VSoih.