6
TTME HOMESTEAD ON THE HILL.
fair, fertile fields und grassy meads.
Ami orchard slopes between,
A vtfttlant lawn and garden rare,
£>rel»riiied by t'oreHts green.
Morns earliest sunbeams gild thy brow,
.Xmi springs Hrst kisses thrill,
AH nature loves thee well, 1 trow,
Kuir homestead on the hill.
S?"«- many years I've wandered t;tr,
MH I set nes and faces new,
*StVt memory shone like constant star
Still pointing back to you.
Kach lovely spot some story holds,
Aiml all my pulses thrill
With memories of past days and loves,
Swrat homestead on the hill.
Tkn* rooks my dear grandparents loved,
" Tb«fv» flowers their beauty gave
3's» ffauive scenes or days of grief.
To bridal or to grave.
Fiu-h duty, sorrow, hope, or joy
That a woman's life may fill.
You've seen my mother meet them all,
Oki homestead on the hill.
Ittfe tree my brother set with care,
Aj» though to leave some sign,
tSmrni- symbol ever pointing where
Th»- stars in splendor shine.
£S*UT speaks of hope to hearts bereft,
Still whispers: "Peace, be still"—
Tim)h he for Heaven's home has left
The homestead on the hill.
We mtvt but seldom round thy board,
X»r oft thy welcome share;
Ami many rooms are vacant now,
footsteps press thy stair.
But'wheti life's checkered curtains fall,
Ar;«l evening shades grow chill,
Ma® Heaven's peace rest over all—
Dear homestead on the hill.
Poiucroy Shield, in Chicago Inter-
Ocran.
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i I iyCOULSON KERNAHAN 5
. & Author of "Captain Shannon," "A Book ol S
C!
Copyright, 1899, by Herbert S. Stone & Co.
CH A PTER X VI.— CONTINuED.
iX that, money I was determined by
some means to possess myself, if only
fa lavverit it front falling into the
Jaauds of either the syndicate or of the
strikers. That the former would pui
st fu no good use, needs no demon
Mtrating. Nor—conservative and im-
ETerialist as I am—did I feel that il
vstmld be much better employed in the
vSfcsmls of the strikers. Number Twc
bad slated—and I saw no reason tc
•risbeiieve him—that the money had
sent to England by Germany, and
for so sinister a purpose as to prolong
a strike, and so to cause English trade
ta drift irrevocably into the hands ol
t.be Germans. In that case, by pre
venting the money from coming into
tbe possession of the strikers, I should
4x? serving the cause of my country
I had often enough had to make ex
*lo myself for the means by which
3 obtained money. For once in my
life I was in the position of being able
to steal, not only with a clear con
sciejsce, but with a glow of virtuous
swiif-righteousness. The only question
that troubled me was how I was tc
Ao to work. I was at first strongly
tempted to take some one—say my
brother —into my confidence, and tc
:-»t him to undertake to switch off the
e'ectrie light at the critical moment
ao that I myself might be on the spoi
when the bag was thrown out, anc
make off with it before Hubbock could
lay hands on it. It would, of course
l»e necessary to disguise myself, sc
that my fellow conspirator should noi
rerog-nize me, but that need not be
wry difficult The meeting was pur-
arranged to commence at nine
o'ctoek, in order that working men oi
all sorts might have a chance to be
l>resent; and as there was no lamp ir
'.hp yard behind the hall, and nigh
tm»l<l by that time have fallen, '
might easily escape identification
' .Thrash my brain as I would, however
I eon Id hit on no plan for so conceal
Hog myself in the yard as to escap<
Hiihbork's notice. The place was noth
ing more; than a bare, gravelled patch
same few feet square and surrounded
hy ft>nr high walls so that it woulc
feave been next to impossible to fine
a. shelter in which to conceal so mud
as a cat. Besides this, I was disin
sJincd to broach even to a brother th<
business on which I was engaged
Half-confidences would be no use it
s*jeh a case, and unless one were pre
pared to make a clean breast of it, the
thing had best not be spoken aboul
ai a}].
often have I been so hard pul
it lor a way out of a difficulty, but
£a the end I decided that the following
wast the only feasible plan. If imme
diately after turning off the light ]
slipped round to the side door that led
po the yard, I should be in ample time
co eat. off Hubbock's retreat. His only
way ant from the back would be along
t?»e side passage, and as the bag could
reiot be thrown out of the window un
til the light had been turned off and
.the bomb exploded, the chances were
that I should be able to be on the spot
Vn lime to get first snatch at the bag
And even should 1 find it in Hubbock's
.possession, my superior height
•tttreangth and weight would give him
no chance in a tussle. To have that
fhag 1 was determined, and if Hub
■ bock showed fight, so much the worse
t for him.
Now thai. I had decided upon my line
fit action—unsatisfactory though that
li&fc ol action was in many respects—
t to feel easier in my mind, and
.aJfer twitching the light on and off
■Altera! times, to make sure that every
thing was in working order, I locked
the hall, and went in search ol
«o-cch. Kunjbcr Two had told me that
key fie was fencing to me was only
n. «TKswP:ate, and that, as the care-taker
-ttsui one of his own, I need not con
I rern myself about returning it; so I
| had the whole afternoon in which to
j arrange about a disguise and to at
j tend to the batch of letters which I
j found awaiting me at my chambers.
Evening was creeping on when I
sallied forth again to make my way to
the hall, which 1 reached pome half
hour before the advertised time of the
meeting. Number Two had omitted
one detail. Admission to the meeting
was only to be had by ticket, and as
he had forgotten to supply me with the
necessary pasteboard, I was at first
refused admittance. It was fortunate
that I happened to have in my pocket
the proof of an article 1 had been writ
ing, \\ hich I produced in evidence of
my claim to be a representative of the
press. Otherwise, so inexorable were
the guardians of the gate in their re
fusal to admit any one without a tick
et, that I might have been left outside
altogether; in which case the lights
would not have been extinguished and
tho £5,000 might by this time, like the
proverbial bread which is "cast upon
the waters," have found its way back
again to the German pockets whence
it emanated.
CHAPTER XVII.
"HELL—WITH THE FIRE OUT."
The "British workman," of whom we
hear so much, but whom we see—at
work —so seldom, is by no means to be
confounded with that honest, decent,
deserving citizen, the British working
man. When the latter is not at his
work he is to be found at home. Nor
to seek the former need we go far.
Hyde park on Sunday afternoon and
the public-house during the rest of the
week appear to be his permanent ad
dresses. (Jf the British working man
there was no sign at this meeting, but
that that amiable representative of
sweet reasonableness, the long-suffer
ing, toil-exhausted, tyrant-oppressed
British workman, was present could
be both seen and smelt.
The entrance of the chairman, tho
strike committee, and the delegates
was hailed with tumultuous applause,
which rose to a frenzy when, at a
sign from Number Two, the care-taker
of the hall pulled a string that com
municated with what looked like a
bundle of dirty linen that was screwed
up close to the roof over the chair
man's head, but when loosened re
solved itself into the respective flags
of Germany and England intertwined.
Again and again the building re
echoed with patriotic cheers, varied by
"Rule, Britannia!" and the inspiring
strains of realistic imitations of a
German band playing slightly out of
tune, this last being no doubt intend
ed as a delicate compliment to the
great nation which supplies the soul
less Englishman with music, and on
this occasion, and"for one night only,"
as they put it in the theatrical profes
sion, had supplied him also with
money.
Then the serious business of tho
evening commenced.
"Seldom since our race was cre
ated," said the chairman, "had the
inhabitants of this planet gathered to
gether on an occasion which' marked
so great an epoch in the history of
mankind and did such honor to the
human heart." (Vociferous cheers and
cries of "Good old heart.!") "Person
ally he was proud to think that he
bad lived to see this day—this glorious
day, this never-to-be-forgotten day—
when two great nations had combined
to unfurl the flag of the brotherhood
of man, and had planted it on the
watchtower of civilization for all the
world to see." (A voice; "Never
mind the flag, old chap. Have you got
the money there? That's what wa
want to see.")
"Yes," responded the chairman,
with an indulgent smile, as if saying
to himself, with Pecksniflian phil
osophy: "Let us humor these good
creatures, these dear creatures. It is
natural that they should wish to as
sure themselves, by a sight of the
gift that has come from Germany,
that their dream of brotherhood is in
deed realized."
"Yes, the money is here safe
enough, my friends," he said. "It is in
that satchel which is now held by my
honored co-laborer and colleague, Mr.
Rolandson Hall, and which he will
soon have the honor of presenting on
behalf of the people of Germany, and
I of accepting on behalf of the people
of England."
This statement was followed by a
scene of the wildest enthusiasm and
uproar, each member of the audience
expressing his approval in his own
way. When order, or something like
order, was restored, other speakers
followed the chairman, some exulting
in a rapidly approaching millennium,
some speaking less inflatedly, and some
with sound common sense, but all
more or less pointing to the fact that
the combination of the working classes
of two great nations was an assurance
that the day was not far distant when
the working men of all nations would
follow the splendid example which had
been set by tho working men of Ger
many in coming to the rescue of their
oppressed fellow-workers in England.
As Number Two was now on his
legs, and the moment for turning off
the lights would soon be arriving, I
edged my way out and watched the
rest of the performance through the
couple of tiny oval-shaped windows,
which were set, like a pair of eye
glasses shining out from an expres
sionless countenance, high up on the
lace of the swing doors. I saw him
hand over the satchel to the chair
man, who worked up his audience to
a state approaching delirium by open
ing it and waving a bundle of crisp
bank notes over his head. Next he
plunged a fist in, and bringing up a
handful of gold, ho let tho yellow
discs slide back again—a cascade of
shining coins—into the bag, which he
( losed with a snap and replaced upon
the table. Then Number Two gave the
signal, and in another instant I had
clone my part and turned off the lights.
A friend who was present told me
arterwards that the scene inside —if u
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, MARCH 10, 1904
| scene it. can be called when there was
no light by which to see—was inde
scribable. He said he could liken It
to "hell on a busy night—with the
fire out."
x Almost immediately afterwards the
lights were turned on —by whom 1 do
not know—and my friend, who is
| economical of speech, described the
scene then presented as "hell on a
busy night—with the Are on." Worse
was to follow. Number Two, white
with passion or with face powder, I
cannot say which, was seen to leap
upon the table, with one hand pointing
I to the door, and with the other hol
lowed round his mouth so as to form
a sort of speaking-trumpet.
"Shut the door!" he thundered.
"The money! the money! It's gone!
Let no one out! The thief must still
be in the room!"
My friend, who is a traveler and a
"hunter of big game," says never to
the end of his life shall he forget the
terrible fury of the trumpeted cry of a
wild cow elephant when she turned
upon her pursuers from the dead body
of her bull calf, which they had slain.
But he assures me that the cry of a
thousand wild animals of the wood
could not equal in fury the yell that
went up from these wilder animals of
(he slum and the city when they heard
that the money was gone.
How ho extricated himself from that
seething mass of hitman beings, fight
ing like wild-cats one with the other,
he does not know. But he tells me
that within two minutes from the an
nouncement of the robbery there was
scarcely a man, either among the
speakers or among the audience, who
had a coat on his back or a whole
skin to his body.
CHAPTER XVIII.
A "SCRIMMAGE" IN WHICH I PLAY
THE PART OF FOOTBALL.
The lights once switched off, I felt
that there was not a moment to lose
if I wished to be on the spot to get
first snatch at the bag when it was
tossed through the window.
Walking quietly out, I worked my
way unobtrusively to the gate which
closed the passage leading to the yard
at the back of the hall. Fortunately
"LET ME GO. YOU DOTARD!"
for me, the hubbub inside the building,
and the sudden putting out of the
lights, had served to distract the at
tention of the loungers inside the rail
ings and of the crowd outside, so I
was able to open the gate and to slip
through unobserved. Closing it si
lently after me, I hurried along the
passage, but before I had gone a dozen
paces I came upon some one walking
slowly in the same direction, whom,
when he turned on hearing my foot
steps, I found to my dismay to be the
old care-taker.
"Where are you going, young man?"
he inquired gruffly.
Perhaps my momentary hesitation in
search of a plausible excuse aroused
his suspicion, for when I said that 1
was only taking an airing, as the heat
of the hall had made me faint, he an
swered, none too genially—
"Then you take a airin' somewhere
else. These ain't infirmary grounds,
and if you feel faint the best thing
you can do is to nip round to the Red
Cow and get two penny'orth of
brandy."
"Oh, I shall be all right in a min
ute, my friend, thank you," I said,
thinking it best to humor him. "I
don't care togo out into the street
for the present, it's too crowded; but
don't you bother about me, I shall be
all right when I've had a stroll round
in the air for a few minutes;" and
with that I essayed to slip past him,
being impatient of this unlooked-for
hindrance.
"W T ell, you can't stroll round here,"
he said, barring the way with his bulky
figure. "We can't have no strangers
along this passage. It's private prop
erty; so out you go and sharp."
Finding him thus obdurate, I did
what I ought to have done at first, and
slipped a coin—half a crown 1
thought it was—into his hand. His
fingers closed upon it in an instant.
"I don't want to be disagreeable
when a gentleman ain't feeling quite
well," he began. "All the same—"
Then he sLopped disgusted. "W r hy, it
ain't arf a crown. It's a penny—not
so much even as the price of a drink.
If you think—"
Just then I heard the bursting of the
bomb inside the hall. There was not
a moment to lose if I was to secure the
bag, so, determining to take by force
what had been refused me as a favor,
I nudged my shoulder to the care
taker's chest and "charged" him in
the good old fashion of the football
field.
"Would you?" he shouted. "You
rascal! I knew you were after no
good!" and catching at my coat col
lar as I was in the act of passing him.
he tried to swing me round, but, los
ing his balance, fell back heavily
on the gravel, dragging me, sprawling
over bis chest, on top of him. As we
went down, a man—it was evidently
Hubbock—carrying something in his
hand darted round the corner, and
jumping lightly over the prostrate pair
ot us, passed through the gate, which
he banged behind him.
"Let me go. you dotard!" I shouted
to the care-taker. "Let me go before
I strike you. I must follow that man
at all costs."
The old fellow was a man of spirit,
notwithstanding his years, and held
me so stoutly—l could not bring my
self to strike him —that some seconds
passed before I could shake off hi&
grip.
When at last I managed to wrench
myself free and leaped up to follow
Hubbock, it was only to find that I had
left the frying-pan for the fire.
From the open door 01* the hall a
swaying throng was now surging like
devils vomited from the mouth of hell
Some of them must have heard tht
meaningless cry of "Stop him! stop,
thief!" with which the old care-taker
saluted my flying figure. All I know
is that for the second time that even
ing I was reminded of my football
days, only on this occasion it seemed
to me that I was the football and the
center of the scrimmage, and that some
two dozen of devils —mad for blood,
and pounding and bashing at me with
hands and sticks, as well as with feet
were tne players.
'fhe old man's meaningless cry of
"Stop, thief!" had led them, no doubt,
to suppose that 1 was the stealer of tho
money, and that, if they were only
quick enough about it, they might se
cure the booty for themselves.
It did not lake long to undeceive
them, for in less than half a minute I
hadn't as much as a rag to my back;
and I was allowed to drag myself,
bleeding, breathless, naked, and
trembling in every limb, to a corner,
where I lay feeling as one might whp
had been snatched from the ravening
jaws of a pack of hungry wolves.
It was some days before I was suffi
ciently recovered to journey to Tar
borough to claim my share of the
money and to hear how Number Two
had fared. I had telegraphed to say I
was coming by the three o'clock train,
and Hubbock was there with the trap
to meet me.
"Well, is the money safe, Hubbock?"
I said, as we drove off from the sta
tion.
"Yes, sir. I took care of that. Your
share is waiting for you all right
Rather cheaply earned, sir, wasn't it?"
"No," I answered, gruffly. "It struck
me as rather dear. Where's your mas
ter?"
"In bed, sir—what's left of him. And
a bad attack, too."
"Attack—what of?"
"A catching complaint, sir. You ap
pear to have suffered from it, too—
universal brotherhood, the master calls
ii. What did you say, sir?"
But what I said about universal
j brotherhood is not fit for publication.
[To Re Continued.]
An 101 #■ in r 111 of I>n n jE?e r.
It was after a day's shooting and
sport had been good, but, on comparing
notes in the smoking-room al'ter din
ner, the inevitable grumbler had some
thing to say.
"Well, after all," said he, "what is
there in shooting a lot of harmless,
timid birds? I don't call it sport at
all. Now, chasing the lordly lion, or
tracking the treacherous tiger to his
lair in the jungle, or facing the wild
j elephant as he charges wildly through
the undergrowth—that, now, is real
sport. I call nothing sport that has
not plenty of danger iti it."
"Ach, mine goot frient," exclaimed
a little bespectacled German who had
been attentively listening to the brave
sportsman, "you like ze danger mit
your sport? Zen you comes shoo! Mit
me. Ze las' time I go shoot I va3
shoot mine brudder-in-law!"—London
Tit-Bits.
Sure Way <o l'"orctell Weather.
A very curious method of making
weather predictions has been discov
ered by an old French farmer.
"On Christmas eve," he says, "when
the bells begin to ring for midnight
mass, take 12 onions and place them
in a row on a table. The first onion
will represent January, tho second
February, and so on. Next make a
large slit in each onion and pour some
salt into it.
"If at the end of an hour you find
that the salt in the March onion has
melted, you will know that there will
be much rain in March, and, on the
other hand, if the salt in the April
onion is not melted, you may be cer
tain that April will be a dry month.
"Moreover, if the salt in any onion
is melted at the top, but not at the
bottom, the first fortnight of the month
will be wet and the second fortnight
dry."—N. Y. Herald.
Not DniiKcrotin.
A New York clergyman, who was
one of the guests at a beautiful sea
shore home, was asked to supply the
[ pulpit on Sunday. He had done so
the year before, during his visit, and
the congregation had been large.
On Saturday afternoon, as he sat in
his room, he heard two of the grooms
talking as they returned to the stable
after having delivered two riding
horses at the front door.
"I don't know but I'll goto 'ear 'im
at the hafternoon service," said one of
them.
"There! I knew you'd come
around," said the other, in a tone of
approval. "He's a well-meaning man,
and as I told you, I've hear 1 him
twice, and what harm has it done me?"
—Youth's Companion.
Frofexsionnl Advice.
Br. George M. Shrady, of New York,
met one of his fashionable patients,
a woman who believes she is always
ailing, on Fifth avenue the other day.
Immediately she began to pour out
her troubles. "Oh, Br. Shrady," she
exclaimed, "I'm completely exhausted.
I can hardly walk. What shall I take?"
"Take?" said tha doctor, suavely, as
she waited breathlessly for a prescrip
tion, "you might take a cab."
WESTERN CANADA'S RE
SOURCES.
Farming Very Successful.
By Western nr Northwest Canada Is
usually meant the great agricultural
country west of Ontario, and north of
Minnesota, North Dakota, and Montana.
Part of It is agricultural prairie, treeless
in places, park like in others, part is
genuine plains, well adapted to cattla
ranches; part requires irrigation for
successful tillage, most of it dots not.
The political divisions of this region are
the Province of Manitoba and the terri
torial district of Assiniboia, Saskat
chewan, Alberta and Athabask. At
present, however, the latter is too re
mote for immediate practical purposes.
The general character of the soil of
Western Canada is a rich, black, clay
loam with a clay subsoil. Such a soil is
particularly rich in food for the wheat
plant. The subsoil is a clay, which re
tains tho winter frost until it is thawed
out by the warm rays of the sun and
drawn upward to stimulate the growth
of the young wheat, so that even in dry
6rasons wheat is a good crop. The clay
soil also retains the heat of the sun later
In the summer, and assists in the early
ripening of the grain. It is claimed that
cultivation has the effect of increasing
the temperature of the soil several de
grees, as well as the air above it.
Western Canada climate is good—cold
In winter; hot in summer, but with cool
nights. Violent storms of any kind are
rare. Tho rainfall is not heavy. It
varies with places, but averages about
17 inches. It fails usually at the time
the growing crops need It.
The department of the interior, Ot
tawa, Canada, has agents established at
different points throughout the United
States who will be pleased 10 forward an
Atlas of Western Canada, and give such
other information as to railway rate,
etc., as may bo required.
That agriculture in Western Canada
pays is shown by the number of testi
monials given by farmers. The follow
ing is an extract made from a letter from
a farmer Boar Moose Jaw:
"At the present time I own sixteen
hundred acres of land, fifty horses, and
a large pasture fenced containing a
thousand acres. These horses run out
all winter and come in in the spring
quite fat. A man with money judicious
ly expended will make a competence
very shortly. I consider in the last six
years the increase in the value of my
land has netted *ue forty thousand dol
lars "
Now Fart i;i I'roiloti Society.
The latest thing in "lettres de /aire
iparf in Fran -e is nothing less than
a divorce notification. A friend of
mine received tv neatly engraved
card recently, writes a correspond
ent-: "Monsieur Paul I), has the honor
to inform you that his divorce was
pronounced in his fa vor December 1:2,
1903, ia.ga.inst Mme. f.ouls I!. J." Sin
cere felicitations were sent immedi
ately.
The Most Common Disease.
Yorktown, Ark., 'Feb. 29th—Leland
Williamson, M. 1)., a successful and clever
local physician, says:
"There is scarcely another form of dis
ease a physician is called upon so often
to treat as Kidney Disease. I invariably
prescribe Dodd s Kidney Pills ami am not
disappointed in their effect for they are
always reliable. I could mention many
cases in which I have used this medicine
with splendid success, for example, I
might refer to the case of Mr. A. 11. Cole.
"Age 31, greatly emaciated, some fever,
great pain and pressure over region of
Kidneys, urine liiled with pus or corrup
tion and very foul smelling and passed
some blood. Directed to drink a great
deal of water, gave brisk purgative and
Dodd's Kidney Pills. The pills were con
tinued regularly for three weeks and then
a few doses every week, especially if pa
tient felt any puin in region of Kidneys.
,'ured completely and patient performed
his duties as .farm laborer in four weeks."
Dr. Williamson has been a regular prac
titioner for over twenty years, and his
unqualified endorsement of Dodd's Kidney
Pills is certainly a -wonderful tribute to
this remedy.
Nothing Serious.
"Is it true," asked the Ludlow youth,
"that a woman insists on having her own
way in everything?"
"I don't know, ' replied the Cummins
ville sage, even if it is she changes
her mind so often that it breaks the
monotony."—Cincinnati Enquirer.
Sulaer'n Home Builder Corn.
So named because 50 acres produced 60
heavily, that its proceeds built a lovely
home. See Salzer's catalog. Yielded in
1903 in lud. 157 bu., Ohio 160 bu., Tenn.
98 bu., and in Mich. 220 bu. per acre.
You can beat this record in 1904.
WHAT DO YOU TIIIXK OF THESE YIELDS
PElt ACRE?
120 bu. Beardless Barley per acre.
310 bu. Salzer's New National Oats per A.
80 bu. Salzer Speltz and Macaroni Wheat.
1,000 bu. Pedigree Potatoes per acre.
I*l tons of rich Billion Dollar Grass Hay.
60,000 lbs. Victoria Rape for sheep—per A.
160,000 lbs. Teosinte, the fodder wonder.
54,000 lbs. Salzer's Superior Fodder Corn
—rich, juicy fodder, per A.
Now such yields you can have, Mr.
Farmer, in 1904, if you will plant Salzer's
feeds.
JUST SEND TIIIS NOTICE AND 10c
in stamps to John A. Salzer Seed Co., La
Crosse, Wis., and receive their great cata
log and lots of farm seed samples. [K. L.j
Hollis—"So you've broken with Bertha
Byrd? Von used to say she was u peach."
Schuyler—"So I do now. But she's ox the
clingntone variety. Refuses to give up that
diamond engagement ring."—Boston
Transcript.
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CliufinKH Cared by Cnticurn.
The agonizing itching and burning of
the skin, an in eczema; the frightful acai
iug, as in psoriasis; the loss of iiair and
crusting of the sculp, as in scajled head:
the facial disfigurements, as in pimples and
ringworm; the awful suffering of infants,
ana anxiety of worn-out parents, as in
milk crust, tetter and salt rheum—all de
mand a remedy of almost superhuman
virtues to successfully capo with them.
That Cuticura Soap, Ointment and Pills
are such stands proven beyond all doubt
by the testimony of the civilized world.
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Her Idea of It.
Mrs. Newed —I'm afraid my husband hna
•eased to love me.
-Mrs. Homer— What change do you find?
'.None; that's just the trouble. He lias
quit leaving unv change in his pockets."—
Chicago Daily News.
Million* at Tegctalilea.
When the Editor read 10,008 Plants for
16c, he could hardly believe it, but upon
second reading finds that the Johis A.
Salter Seed Co., La Crosse, Wis., than
whom there aro no more reliable and ex
tensive seed growers in tho world, makes
this ofTer. This great offer ia made to get
you to test Sulzer's Warranted Vegetable
| Seeds.
They will send yon their big plant and
sied catalog, together with enough seed
to grow
1,000 fine, solid Cabbages,
2,000 delicious Carrots,
2,000 blanching, nutty Celery,
2,000 rich, buttery Lettuce,
1,000 splendid Onions,
1,000 rare, luscious Radishes,
1,000 gloriously brilliant i'lowera.
ALL FOB BUT 16C POSTAGE,
providing you will return this notice, and
if you will send them 20c in postage, they
will add to tho above a package of fa
mous Berliner Cauliflower. [K. L.J
Thcr» Arr Othorm.
Biggs—What is youx private opinion of
Slykerr?
Digg»—Oh, he's one of those chaps who
never think of shaking your hand unless
they want to pull your leg.—Ohicago Daily
News.
$30.00 St. Louis to California $30.00
via The Iron Meuntain Route.
Theso tickets will b« on sale dr»ily during
March and April, vrhea Pullman" Tourist
Sleeping Cars will ka •p*rat<*l darl.v be
tween St. Louis, Los Angeles and Ran Fran
cisco. Particulars from any Agent of the
Company. IL C. TWWNSJC.NI>, U. P. &T.
Agent, SL Louis.
"Name tho bones of the skull." The ean
didatu for his medical degree, hesitating,
stammers: "Excuse me. sir, it must lie my
nervousness; but for tho Lite of me I can't
j remember a single one —yet 1 havo them
all—in my head."—London Medical Press
and Circular.
Nothing Moro Dangteron*
Than Cutting Corns. Tin: FOOT-EASE RANI
TAKY CORN' PLASTERS euro by absorption.
Something' entirely new. Tho sunitary otla
and vapors do tho work. A»k your Druggist
to-day. Largo box sent by mail for 25 cents
j in stamps. Samplo mailed FREE. Address,
Alien 8. Olmsted, Lo Itoy, M. V.
Miss Gaussip—"l understand that yc*i
are as good as married to M.-.s Roxley."
Mr. liaclieller—"Just as good and even bet
terter. I'm not going to be married to
anybody."—Philadelphia Press.
$30.00 St. Louis to California S3O. OO
via The Iron Mountain Route.
These tickets will ho on sain daily during
March and April, when Pullman Tourist
Sleeping Cars will bo operated daily be
tween St. Louis, Los Angeles and San Fran
cisco. Particulars from any Agent of the
Company. H. C. TOWNSE.ND, (j. P. &T.
Agent, St. Louis.
Wigg—"l always try to make my money
last." Wagg—"f try to inako mine first,
and then make it last."—Philadelphia Rec
ord.
To Cur» a Cold In One Uny.
Take Laxative Bromo Quinine Tablets. All
druggists refund money if it fails to cure. 25c.
Many a rich father has discovered that
it is easier to get u daughter olf his hands
than to keep a son-iii-law ou his feet. —
Philadelphia Record.
I am sure Pi»o's Cure for Consumption
saved my life three years ago.—Mrs. I'iios.
Robbine, Norwich, N. Y., Feb. 17, 1900.
Behavior" is a mirror in which everyone
displays his image.—Goethe.
Economy is the road to wealth. .Putnam
Fadeless Dye is the road to economy.
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Borrowing is not much batter than beg
ging.—Leasing.
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Fori. I sches from h«ad to foot
St Jacobs Oil |
has curative qualities
J to reach the
I PAINS and ACHES |
ef the hurran family, and tore- X
lieve and cure th ;ra promptly. X
Price 25c. aad 50c« ♦