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WO ; double wiiilh buitiRS In choice ne, eu:oiii'a. 30 t,,nl- Lru l"t "I bootcb, Urionn and French Fiauls. luclie wulf. all wool, very atyl bb Dd riIoti . T3 etut. rru!ar price ba btH-n l U" P'unii for ehrpwd buyers- w Udi!-!i of ! li e ti. all wool colored C.u.i. at Si Of-l. Pc.alvaiue and tqu. :o iua.il. usually old at 75 cent. Ani'ifci-r in. if lncn eoloted C'aah- m-r.i at 73 c uts. ortrt 11.00 yllf Tieseuta la these Dress t,.)cl Drraitturiiis. we have put up 500 Dre- rttt rrn in neat attricttve boxeit. piaiu ri'loi lJ coiubmatUius to sell for : 00 lo t.- ft' for the bult paltero. Evt-ry odd uf tuue ;ult pattern: at special low pr.Ctfii Fu: Funcy work for the Holidays, largest asvir'mriita of Klbboua aud Tlushea at special luw frices. IIaBr!krrchiefi iBd MuIHers, special sale tn uw D.-ii.titoionts. all new aesinos aco 1 kl U-OI.ry uti:iK inun. Write our Mail Order Department for ample or loloimatlon. Catalogue free uion request. OOGGS & BUHL, 11- 11- 1 in v rnnMi npriT 1U. Ill, IK. 1-1 I LULU. lb lMULI.1, ; ALLECI FKY. Pfl. The Teacher Vlin :t : -In r pujiiU to strengthen i- ni.uiU 1 y tin.' use uf Aycr'a Sar Ml n;;ir.NUit.'l tli truth that U'!il li--;ill!i is essential to uieutal :r. K. r tmii4 i.f il. h. ute and foebla in-t:i:.t..'M, u lii thi r Jimiin or old, thia biU'li. :: i r. 'ni.i lviilily ln-ii.'t'n-ial. a " Fm-iv -priii-' and f.ill I takf a nnm b.r. I Ih.uI.s. 1 Aw-r's Sriipirilla, and t.-ri a:iv l.riifr.'.il." Mis. Jilliiva il. Va-.n .m. S-. 11. I . im, M;w.i. "I law t Ay it's ParsapariU fi-ii: in : t r u,y p,.nrrul health." - M..-- 1 l .r. . 1.. t r. rnr, ralmyri. Mil. "Mr iinu! vr, f.vrlre years of ae, Laa u:l. rnl the pitat year from General Debility. A tfw .sin('t., wo iiofran. to rIt to: Ayt r s .Yu vipurilU. Iter health has crnu.v impr.. .-.I." Mra. Harriet H i-u:i.. , .s. ,rli CheltuMforU, Mtua. "AN.-.-Fir u; ,11 1 1 ur aM I bcrtn using Arrr'a ' k ua a rt-mrdv for debilifr ar.il jifui ii.; 1 nsultini? fn.m maluri.l e:Mui la.: " 1.0 army. 1 wim in a very '. I "t mk livitiUs of the Sar- fc.ii wi, w it U 01, o.-.:i;U.U iloes of Ayer'a 1 '...1, luivo prcally in, pi .,v-i ray hi-alUi. I am n. .iv ulile t.. Hoik, and fc-l that I uiuii.'t :ir f..uiurh ,,r yi.ur excellent r--, ........ A M , in. u,. Mo. liuWham, Suuvh "M;- lUuuht.T, sixtef-n years eld, U '-:.- Aj it s Sirsai.Mrillii with gnoil ef. lv. S. .1. ;r:lirmi, l'nii,.,l Et.-tlireii fliur.-li, Jin, kUarJUun, 'W. Va. ".I .sulTi-ri'J irma Nervous Prostration, '" I'.'flc nnl I ,-i.Iar-Iie, n.l bav . .. h I 1 : -r j t 1 l.v tin- use of Aver' 1-. uilln. I am il.tv ni vhim of'nir. J i'. -.i:--tV, th:it my pr. ;nt liealih a I : 1. 1. i.e.l lif- are vine to tho list of y ' ' s 'rnlU." Lucy Motfltt, h- i -'..-. t v 1:11. Ann II. FnrnHWorth. l.i.ly 79 r.V ' " v"I.Ht-k. Vt., vri'tos: ..-.-r .fv. rl ve..kn" NiifTeritiir front r-.- i 1 r in, I proi ure.l a l.ottlo , , ' i'-"ini. uii if.r 1 , - m -niiia, nu.i if jurfl 1 n l.uil ol it 11)7 uuual health urutri, Ayer's Sarsaparilla, M:r'AHKO BY OILS! OILS! The Standard Oil Company, of i itU.ur?, pa., make a specialtr ' "manufacturing for the domea-l "ra.le the finest brands of EJcainatin; and Lubricating Oils, Naphtha and Gasoline That can b E1M FROm PETROLEUM. ethallcnpre comparison rith ,l"y known product of nptrnl. V 0 .-j v. moat : Usifcnnly : Eatactcry : DAS ia the market ak for ours. STANDARD OIL COMPANY, wi.-..i,r. WTTSDURG. PA. ' !' . l.--i.' K Pittsburg, r. n ) ;i TT8BDKG. JH ';!,rJv'. -ti7.pda- WE DO NOT PLEDGE OnnaWoa tn krrp ahraa.t. bat to k.rp tb load over all otbors tn Ulna' uu PI'Bt, ABSItl.l rEI.T- PI RE. AID WELL JIATIKED, RIPE WHIia. HIES AX D WlXiX At'prleoa that vako all other doalorf kuitlo. Jut tLiok 01 It : Ororbolt A t'0 '1 I'uro Ky. Bto year old. full quart $110, or 10 w) por dosea. Still bott.r ! Inch Oul.l.n Wcddlac. tan yarold. 'Fall qo rt JJ urflll.vO por ilvten. Hotter vtlll .' k.nturky Boarrxia, ton yaar' old. 'Fall qaorui il.'jA. or 1I 00 pr -tox.n. Alono( lb uwst falradU Wbltklet an our list I Ibo Par Eiicht Year Old T.xp- rt ockablm r Kull quart fl uo. or (10 prr doi.n. Thero UnoUtil.kjr Ui.i ha rr beca fold taat ha fTvwn In tavor wltb lb. public m rtoM. ty aj our old KxiHirt. and the timpl rea.oa ta tbat It I ntt.ny lBpoitlo to Uuplicmt It. There will nTr beany letup In tb parity and Bo flavor in any arllrulhr ot the Pur Call loraia Wine are oe lllri at 0 Noll par b.tn. . Kull qaaru. or tb 00 per doui.' Ia roaklnic up your order pteee. eocloe P. O. Money Urlet or bralt. or Kel.ter your order. JOSEPH FLEMING & SON, VHOLESiLEJaND KKTAII DRUGtJISTS. PITTS BURO. tA. 4ia )lRKETIT.('r.fth Dlamwad. Jan. U. 18SUV lTr A SOLID TEEL FENCE! HA UK OB EXPANDED fETAL cut rnoif tesi S9ET.!:K3 NEW. Bor ResiDCNCCB. CwUROMrs, Ciurrimtt, funom QaROENS. tial, Arbera, WlaUow Uaard. Treillara, Klrc-proof PLA"TttlSO LATH, IOCB 3 ATS. A, write for Illustrated CtLalcguc: mailed lre CENTRAL EXPANDED METAL CO 1IA WMtr KU, rillrharfh, Paw ELarJn ai e Hon keep it. djrrc came ut Una paper MXTH KTKEI.T, PITTKH1 Ku. PA. Ia the great college of Huiinetu Orn?et, wbera all I tauuht by Actual Uaainrsn Prartlre. Tb enly m.BtUer Iroui I'toia ot tae Inier-Maie Mail re I'm elite A!c!atlon 01 Amrnca." The .la tent leanr book krepina and bualn.M bf en. iftclna In bu.ine. tran.ctioni. Pr.ctl.-al tffloo Werk and H.inkiry arw pto;ltle. IndivUual Initrurtion. Iroui w a. if . to P. M. and from T to 10 r. 11 Tte irjt adva'it.Ket la Sbor'haod and Ty iwrltliii th Mitbent pecd la tb aborteet time. Srnd t r eatalntf u who'll y n u IH ltte l.xpvalilua. I.ri aJwwye, wrlrom.. JAMU I LAKil WILLIAMS A. M-, Pr.xmrot. -ely's- CatarH CREAM : BALM Kiul Panasri, Allay Pala atd Iadiiamil .)n. Ileal Hurt Ej m Reatorea lh nt Tatate And Kmell a-twii Try tho Cure. A p.rtiel I applied Into earn aeetrll and i avraealile. Prir. bo rant, at liiiiri ; b toall rli.i'r,l, (u cU. ti.Y BBi!n M Warren be. iNi York. ST. CHARLES Chailcs S. Cill, Proprietor. Table unsurpassed. Remodel ed with office on ground floor. Natural eras and incandescent ' light in all rooms. New steam j laundry attached to house. t ... . ... cor. wooa st. t Third Ave. Pittsburgh, Pa; 171)4. ISJ-4t. Pilloln writ tea at ibort notlc in tb OLD RELIABLE "ETNA" rT ros THE 01L.T HARTFORB FIRBniXCRGOOT. CUM M USC ED BCSlNtiS 1704. E6nibr. Jaiy LIM W ATU R E'Srir SiVa'i ".E.. " KD 1 CURE POR 'Vim""" h L'ra C0NSTIPAT10S, , JKSJL JSelta:r Apriiit It ! certain In Ir effect Till jntle in Its artl n It I palateabl to th ta-t. 11 can ' rolled upoa to eure, and It cure by aaiiattnf , not by oatrar-.na-. B.i'.er.. IVt tot tako lolaot panratt.ei yoae e).M r allow yoor chll- S. , , , . . nrwn l " ..... in, always IfV-Mar'iSrnP 'n' ole;aBt phar ia huUbuOIIC, mar.otlral praoaratlen, AND which ha been lor moro than lorty year a uh:i QYSPEPS1H. ZZSJ?4 tTV39Xt" ESSENTIAL OII, WlNTEBQREEN, PBPPKRHENT, PeX- HTKOTAL, SPHARMINT, &C. ot prim quality, hoanht In any quantity tor eaih en dellvory. Ire brok.ra;, oeramlKlon, llore, "DODGE & OLCOTT, mporren and Exporter. SS William t- N. Y. Auk. tl. 9i.-tm. T.Yb.n?bICK'D ATTORNr.Y-lT-I.AW ii T.?2,b.V' P- orae ,n banding 0, T J. Lloyd , doe'd. (brit Boor,) Centre street. Ai Banner ol b.in.. iitoZEi ti TT.Tl,.:' .... ...i i.,,-r. 'wnuiii te aatiMao. j . -.ii.-wjrji a special y. IO.l4.-ef e tter "Sai 2mJ tin t3eLsJ OVER AND OVER AGAIN. Over and orer agaia U) duiioa wait forme. Tbey crer oome m mouotonou round Breakfast and dinner and tea, Smoou d( tho snow-white clothes, Sweepion and dusting with care There is ever some tastf In my UlUo homo To bnhten it everywhere. VTbat may I claim for my duties feet Are these endless rouuds ot laaas to be Naagbt but a dull monotony. Over and over again t Over and over ayaln The sun sink low tn the west. And always over and over ajcain The birds coma back to the nest. The robin tin? to h:t loving mala. Close, close to my eottagj door. Trie same giad song I have ceard him sing For many a day before. Wi atdoea ttie robin say to met If the heart ts tuned to love's glad key, No task can be du.l monotony. Though orer and ovrr srtn. Ada & Sherwood, ta Good Housekeeping. ilRS. MOLL'S AILMENTS. She Was Finally Cured In a Very Lively llannor. Mrs. Rebecca Moll was one of those unfortunate women who are always ama." She was never free from a "misery" of some kind and never knew what It was to see "a well day." Her conversation chiefly referred to the diseases eh wa- eufferin from, those she had had. and those she ex pected to have. Slio always spoke in a plaintive and dejected little whine, but at the same time wished it to be understood that she was quite resigned to her fate. She was sure that she had suffered from most of the mala dies common to humanity, and warm ly resented the Idea that any one had had more diseases than she. Sha loved to dwell upon the many times that "four doctors had given her up," and when It was confidently sup posed that "every breath would be her last" It might, however, have puzzled her to give tho exact dates of these trying occasions. Certainly they had not been within the remem brance of some of her friends who had known her twenty-five years. These friends were, indeed, some what skeptical in regard to the genu ineness of Mrs. Rebecca Moil's mala dies. They doubted her oft-repeated statement that slie had had the small pox, tho genuine Asi.itic cholera, the yellow fever, a distinct shock of par alysis and all the fevers ever heard of. They did not believe that her left lung was "clean gone," or that she ever recovered from a combined at tack of typhoid fever, diphtheria, congestion of the lungs and black measles. One reason for their doubts regard ing this last statement was that it was proved that on the day following that on which all these disoaaes were at their height. Mrs. Moll had walked three miles to a quilting; but when reminded of this fact she said, calmly: "Some folks git over sickness quick er'n others, and I'm one of that kind." It was not uncommon for Mrs. Moll to be "breathing her last" one day, and enjoying a cup of tea at the hquse cf a neighbor & mile distant on tho next. Tho ease and grace with which she tck on and threw ofT disease was a matter of surprise to her friends and of satisfaction to herself. There was one person, however, who had firm faith in the genuineness of all Mrs. Moll's maladies, and that per son was her patient and aHectionate hunband, Mr. Pliny MolL "What my Becky has endoored no one but me and her knows," he often said, earnestly. "MaDy an a-maay's the time I've set by her sick bedside Bn' said to myself: ls she a-brcathin or ain't ahe a-breathin'? and I've ria to my feet thinkia' I was a widow man th.'s Mmo yes. 6ir. An' ag'in whea she's been settin' right in her chair I've looked at her an' 6aid: You dead, liecky Moll?' an when she'd say, so feebie like: 'I ain't quite, riiny,' I've aid to myself: 'Well, it won't be long 'fore you will be. Reeky MolL If you ain't better right forthwith an faster.' " So good Mr. Moll bore in patience the inconveniences to which Mrs. Moll's many sudden and acute attacks and unending aillngs subjected him. As they kept no servant, great domes tic confusion resulted when, as was frequently the case, Mrs. Moll had to be almost carried to " bed from the breakfast table, leaving Mr. Moll to wash tho dishes and attend to other do mestic duties. But Mr. Moll made no complaint. lie would go to work pa tiently and sometimes U'arfully saying: "Poor Becky 1 poor Becky! it's a sight harder on her than it is on ma." One day M.-a Moll went to bed, and did not get up again as the days and weeks wore on. "1 shall never get up again. Pliny," 6he said to her husband. "I'm done fer. I don' seem to have the r6t mite of stren'th, an' I've a kind of a feelin' of gonenoss all the time. There's some-thin' the matter of my back an' chist, an' it ain't long I'll be a burden to you." Old Dr. Philbrlck was called. He seemed unable to understand the cae of Mrs. Moll, but told her anxious hus band that he'd "have her around in a few day a" "No. you won't." eald Mrs. Moll, resolutely, as she came out of the stu por into winch she seemed to have fallen. "Pliny might as well be made to understand the truth, doctor, an' it can't be kept from meP Doctor Philbrlck did not have Mra Moll around as he Dredicted. irA came again and again, and 6eemcd at last to be greatly puzzled over tho case. "Seems as though she'd reely ought to git somo stren'th." said Pliny o the doctor. "Her appetite ain't failed her yet; she eats moro'n 1 do" '. "Fiiny Moll, thataio'tso!" criedhts wife, indignantly. During her hus band's absence from the room Mrs. Moll had been telling the doctor that it gave her pain to swallow any thing ut a!!, and that 6he didn't eat enough to keep a bird alive. An elderly relative of Mr. Moll's called "Aunt 'Cindy" had by this time been installed as housekeeper and nurse to Mra MoU, who steadily grew worse and now ga-ve daily in structions as to bow her funeral should be conducted and what Pliny should do when she was gone. These details always left Pliny very much dejected, and one day he said, desperately and tearfully: "You shan't go 'long as any thing kin be done fer you that ain't been done.. An' there's got to be a consultation over you, Becky." "It won't do no good." said Mrs. Moll, fi -raly; "all the doctors In crea tion couldn't tell what's the matter of me. It's one of them cases the medical perfession ain't got up to yet, and there ain't no cure for it." Nevertheless. Mr. Moll determined to have a consultation, particularly as old Dr. Philbrick thought it advisable to do so. "I've done all I can do. Mr Moll." he said; "I've bled her and blistered her and poulticed her. and given her a great deal and a great variety of medicine, and yet she is no better. I really think there should be a con sultation.' Dr. Philbrick belonged to a class of rural physicians fant becoming ex tinct. He failed to keep pace with the age, and sneered at all the dis coveries of modern medical science. His remedies were mostly of his own manufacture, and ho bled and blistered his patients until nothing but their iron constitutions and the tenacity with which they clung to life kept them alive through a course of his treatment. Dr. Peevy and Dr. Hobbson lived in adjoining villages. They were elderly doctors In full sympathy with the Philbrick methods of treatment, and Mrs. Moll's situation certainly seemed dangerous when these three wise acres came together in consultation over her case. "You've bled her. I reckon?" said Dr. Peevy. while tying his horse in front of Mr. Moll's house. "Yes, half a dozen times," replied Dr. Philbrick, who bad come out of the house to meet his conferrees. And blistered her?' asked Dr. Hobbson, who had ridden up with Dr. Peevy. "Yes. ye; time and again," replied Dr. Philbrick. It was now June, and Mrs. Moll had kept her bed steadily for so long a time that even the uncharitable neighbors began to think that there "reely was something the matter of Becky MolL," and great Interest was felt in the case throughout the neigh borhood. Mra Moll seemed to enjoy the pros pect of a consultation over her case. It was a distinction and privilege she had never yet enjoyed, even though she bad lived "with one foot in the grave" most of her life. But the was firm in the conviction that the consultation would amount to nothing so far as her recovery was concerned. "It's mostly to please Pliny, poor man, that I've consented to the con sultation," she said. " know that forty dozen consultations wouldn't cure me. Pve had so many diseases my system is all wore out and I ain't a mite o' stren'th left. I've endoored all one pore human frame kin endoor, and I'm convinced that I've got an la curable complaint now. My grand mother's aunt lay in bed two years, just as Tm doin', 'fore she died, and Pliny had a second cousin go off jist I as I'm goin', and nobody knowed J what ailded him. It runs in the j family and there's no use flghtin ag'in it- If I live through the consul tation it's 'bout all 1 expect to do." She received the three doctors with stoical calmness, and replied to all their quceUons In a meek and feeble voice. "Please put out your tongue, ma'am." said Dr. Peevy. while Dr. Hobbson felt her pulse, witti his eyes fixed on his immense silver watch. Then Mra Moll was put through such a long catechism of questions, and subjected to such a thumping of the cheat and pounding of the back that her "feeble 6trea'th" was subject ed to a severe strain. The examina tion of the patient lasted for a full hour, and then the trio of physicians withdrew to consult together. "Supposing we walk out Into the orchard. Brother Peevy." suggested Dr. Philbrick. "I'm afraid the mur mur of our voices will make the pa tient nervous, as she's In the next room. It 'pears to me like a mighty serious case." "She does seem to be pretty bad of,' acquiesced Dr. Poovy, as he put on his hat in accordance with Dr. Phil brick's suggestion that the consulta tion be held in the coolness and still ness or the old orchard, a short dis tance in the rear of the house. No sooner were tho doctors out of the house than Mra Moll called Aunt 'Cindy. And Aunt 'Cindy appeared. "Where's Pliny?" asked Mrs. MolL I see him goin out toward the m odder lot when the doctors come," replied Aunt 'Cindy. "He seemed to be too worried and oneasy to stay in tho house while this here powwow was goin on. He's been like a fish out of water ever sence he knew it was goin' to be." Tore man. pore man!" said Mrs. MolL "It'll be hard on him to give me up, but he's got to do It. My stren'th Is goia faster and faster every day. I wisht you'd tell Pliny I want him, and then I'd like you to make me some b'iled apple dumplin's and b'ile me a piece of cabbage. I'm so fagged out I've got to have some thin nourishin' for dinner." There stood in the meadow let a sol itary oak tree, to the shade of which Pliny always withdrew when he was in the mood for solitary reflection, and he always came thither in his hours of deepest dejection. He seemed to find sympathy and strength in the sheltering arms of the oak tree, and It had been told all the joys and sorrows of his life. - Tho good man was almost besid himself on this bright and peaceful Juno day. Thero was something so ominous in the. presence of those three gxave and gloomy-faced - doctors that Mr. Moll could not stay -under the same roof with. them, and he had fled to the oak tree to remain there until they had gone. Never: had ha been more depressed In regard to Mrs: MolL "I'm afeerd they'll do her no good." he said, with his handkerchief to his eyes as he lay under the bruuehes of the tree. "Nothing but a maracio will help Becky now. and the age of mara cles is gone. Poor Becky!'' and little Mr. Moll was weeping softly in his red cotton handkerchief when Aunt 'Cindy found him. Aunt 'Cindy was a wdman of no lit tle force of character, and she thought that there we. e not many occasions when a man was justified in giving way to tears. She certainly did not regard this as one of those rare occa sions, therefore she said, sharply: "WeU. Pliny MoU, you ain't bellerin' ? What for? If there's any thing to cry fer I aint seen it nor yit heered it!" O 'Cindy!" was all Pliny said in reply to this. "What do they say 'bout Becky. Has she lived through it?" "Well, she's alive enough to want cabbage and dumplin's for dinner, so I reckon thero's a IMle vitality left. The doctors are powwowin' out in the orchard, and Becky wants you" Aunt 'Cindy had not come directly from tho house to tho meadow. She had stopped at the barn to sea if she could find some new-laid eggs for the pudding she intended making f r din ner; then the had stopped to dig open a hill of early potatoes to see if they were likely to be large enough for a Fourth-of-July dinner, to that some little time Lad eiapsed since she left the house. "You'd better come right in." she continued to Mr. MolL, "and if I was you, Pliny MolL, I'd for the laad's sake!" Aunt 'Cindy had suddenly thrown up both arms, and she clapped her hands together as she cried out: "Tho house is on fire, as sure as I'm a livin' woman!" Mr. Moll rose to his feet with a bound, and ran madly after the fleeing Aunt 'Cindy. They met tho doctors at the back gate, and all ran Into tho house. Mr. Moll crying out: She'll be scared and burned to death! Git Bocky out first thing! We're comin. Becky! Keep ca m we'll save you!" The whole party rushed into tho front hall of the house, and there they beheld a singular ted unexpected sight. It was Mrs. Moll half-way down-stairs with a hugo leather-bed on her back! "Becky Slullf gasped her amazed husband. "Why. Bjcky, you'll" "Now don't you lose your wits at a time when you need "em the most. Pliny," said Mrs. Moll, sharply. "I'll manage this feather-bed. and you go up and begin throwin' things out of the winders. Don't you forgit my black silk d.-css. You doctors better pull up tho carpets, aud 'Ciady. you git my gold baud chany tea-set out all right- 1 11 come lack and 'tend to my silver spoons and forks soon as I get this new feather-bed out. Fly around, all of you! There ain't no time to lose!" During the next fifteen minutes no one "flew around" faster than Mrs. Becky Mo!l. notwIthsLan J'.ng tLo fact tht she was still clad in a long, white nightdress, with her feet thrutt luto a pair of Pliny's old carpet slippers. After carrying the feather-bed across the road, and pitching it over the fence of a field in front of the house, she ran back and personally directed the moving of the other things ia the burning house. "Gat my winter cloak. Pliny," she shouted up the stairs. "It's bran new, and it's got to do me five years yit! Here. Dr. Philbrick. you and Dr. Teevy carry out tho parlor sofy! 'Cindy, 'Cindy, fly arouad! Get ev'ry thing out of the pantry!" - When the nearest ueighbors arrived tho whole second story of tho house was in flames, and It was unsafe to enter the lower part. Mra Moll had been the last to leave. She came rushing out with a family heirloom a big blue-edged platter in one hand and a pewter teapot in the other. Car rying them to a place of safety, 6ho climbed over the fence and dropped down on the feather-bed, saying as ehe did so: Pliny, bring me a quilt or some thing to throw over mo! I look scand' loLs! I'm afeerd this'll give me an awful back set! Well. Dr. Philbrick. what do you make out is the matter of me?" "There ain't ttcthmj the matter of you. Becky Moll; that's what there ain't!" said Dr. Philbrick. tartly, as be mopped the perspiration from his crimson brow. "Ain't that so. Dr. Peevy?" "Y'es. it Is." said Dr Teevy. briefly, as ho gathered up nis saddle-bags. "Hobbson thinks so, too, don't you, Hobbson?" Of course I do!" replied Dr. Hobb son. This was far from the conclusion at w hich the learned doctors had arrived while In the orchard; but the opinions of the most learned men are subject to change. They had made some new discoveries as to the patient's condi tion revealed by the events of the fins which had literally thrown new light on their lnvobtigations. "I should think you'd be ashamed to talk to a dyin' woman like tbat!" said Mra Moll, rising from her bed and pointing her ijnger scornfully be tween the rails of the fence toward the departing doctors. The household goods were carried Into a 6mall but quite comfortable old house across the road, in which the Molls had lived before building the house that had burned. The neigh bors lent their assistance ia arranging tho furnituro, and by night Mr. and Mrs. Moll found themedves comfort- , ably installed in their old homo, with most of their effects around them. Then Aunt 'Cindy went out to th barn where Mr. Moll was feeding his horses and said: "See here. Pliny; Tm goin home. I ain't goin' to stay hero any louger doing for a woman that's as well as I am. if she'd only think so. I'm a be liever in the cind cure for Bocky; for if she only thought she was well she'd be welL" "I've seen her do some queer things for a dyin' woman of late," Aunt 'Cindy went on, emphatically. "1 caught her in the pantry eatin' pie and cold beef one day last week, and when I told her the other day that 'Mandy Peek was goin' by with a new dress and hat on, she run to the window to see; and that, and what's happened to-day, has made me think I aint needed here, and I'm goin'." - In fifteen minutes she was gone, and Mr. Moll sat for tho next haif hour on tho barn floor with his back against a grain bag. chewing the end of a straw and meditating At last he rose and went into the house and into the bed room in which Mrs. Moll was lying. "Becky," he said, in a strange but decided tone, "Aunt 'Cindy's gone, and I reckon if you want any supper to nihfyou'll havo to git up and git it. I'm goin' out to milk the cows now, and 1 wish you'd have somo flannel cakes for supper when I come In." There was a hidden degree of firm ness in mild-mannered little Mr Moll's character not often revealed to others, but Mrs. Moll knew of its existence. When she heard Pliny speak now 6he knew that ho meant all he said. She herself was very hungry after her ex ertions at the fire, and Pliny found her frying eggs and cakes and mak ing an appetizing cup of coffee when he camo in with his pail of foamy milk. That was tho last of her "in curable larilady," nd the last of many of her other diseases. Sue died cf old age twenty-Sv.; -years later. J. L. Harbour, iu Youth's C'ompanion. A COURAGEOUS BOY. With the He'p of l- H ! Ou'j-ldes a, 8 tori:, aud liivei a, Vait.U At Iourbon, tho most nejr:ected port in the French In-lies, a ciub-or of ves sels rode at anchor. Suddenly a tidal uave was slua'cd and a cannon shot conveyed the order for all vessels to ljave the port. The crews hastily regained their vessels and in lesi thtn ha.f au hour all ships but ono had left the port. The one which remained dorpito'the order wa9 a large bi-ig in ballast, on whose deck not a livijg soul Oou.d bo seen. A second shot was fired and tho brig slowly pivoted, and with Happing sails made for the open oea. An hour later it was dis covered that the entire crew of the trig had bec-u detained on shore and the only living creatures on board wore a lad fifteen years old and tho cap tain's dog. In order to obey the order twica given the lad muet havo let the anchor chain 6lip and cut the hawber.but where could ho get tho strength to hold the Lelm against a cyclone? Three days passed and all the vessels had returnod to port but the brig, and fear9 gained ground- Suddenly on the morning of tho fourth day a naked mast was seen arainst tho horizon. Like a stick at first, it grew longer, and then a hull appeared- All the sails were furled and tho brig for it was the brig was sailing under masts and cordage only, kept on her course by her little jib hoisted one-third high. A quarter of an Lour later a tug was at Its side. Tho brig was brought back after more than three days' terrlbfe strife with the elements. After seeing no one come the boy, knowing that to stay was destruction, had let the anchor 6lip. sawed the hawser, and grasping tho helm eet her head for the sea. flipping a rope with a running knot larboard and starboard to prevent sudden lurches, he rtT-aincrl at h's post with the dog, sleeping nd v.aking. nearly ono hun dred Lours. The colonists raised a subscription for Lira and he vi as sent to tho marine school, whence became out anofiicer. Philadelphia Press. About Frost and De. Frost is formed under the same con ditions as dew, with the exception of a lower temperature. When tho tem perature of plants and other objects fail below 32 degrees. Fahrenheit, the moisture of tho air is condensed upon them in the solid etHte, or semi-solid, like layers of 6now crystals or spongy ice. Hoarfrost, therefore, is nut frozen dew, tLa moisture of tho air having been deposited in the solid form, without passing through the liquid state. Hoarfrost, like dew. is chiefly deposited upon bodies which radiate heat, such as the leaves of vegetables, piants. boards, etc.. the deposit being thickest upon those parts turned directly towards the sty. Plants by radiation frequently become 10 to 1-' .legrees cooler than the sur rounding atmosphere, therefore frost may occur although the thermometer may mark 40 degrees or 8 above, the freezing point Light frosts have been known to occur on low ground when the temperature was not lower than 47 degrees on the surrounding hill tops. St. Louis Republic. He Would Break It Small. Curaso Is it true that Gazley s wife has eloped? Fangle Yes; it's true. "Does Gazley know about it?" "Not yet. We haven't decided who shall break the news to him." "Let Briggs do It- He's the very man. He stutters, you know." N. Y. Sun. Had Been There Himself. Highway robber She'l out your money, stranger. I'll let you keep enough to lasi you through the day. Stranger I'm cn ny way to a church fair." sir. and have just thirty dollars. However. I can ict youhave- i'ass on. poor fellow. You'll need it aLL Time. A NARRATIVE PiECE; 'l wish you'd tell a story." said tho Little G.rl, one d-y; It seems to n-g it's stupid to do notliing else butpiay. Now. cou'.d you teil a story If you warned to? ' stie cned. And "ur course I could!" ilndlRnantly the Little lloy replieJ. "Then do it:'' cried tho Llttie Girl, and the L.ttle Hoy began. Ha thojg-bt and thoupbt. and tbeahesaid: Tbore was a Norlul Man " And then ho stopped so suddenly it nearly knocked him off The fence on wh.ch they sat, and then be gave a little cough. " Well?" said the Llttie Girl, aud looked se verely at the boy. " 1 think I will beRin iigaln," bo said, in ac cent coy; " Though I eouiii tell you all about that Norf ul Man. of course, I d ratber tell another. There was a Norful Horse ' He stopped agam; then hastily: 'Til really tell it now. Til just tegln once more. I think. There was a NorTul Cow, And " Here he stopped aca n, and she, dis mounting frucn ttie fence, - Said, calmly: "Do jou know. I thinli you haven't any sense r" This was too much. The Little Coy was wounded In his pride. "I wish you'd try it, then, yourself," Indignant ly lie cried. "I IU," sue sa d, "and then I'm going by my self to play. There v. as a Norful Boy," she said, and then she walked away. Margaret Vaaderrlfi, la Harper's Younj People. THE WAYSIDE GRAVE. j A Patnetio Story of tha Lonely Western Prairies. , About five miles out of Skytown on the "Ontario trail" thero is a lonely little grave. At one end of tho mound is a rough wooden cross firmly planted in the earth and a careful eye can trace the words "Joe's Kid." rudely carved upon the shorter transverse piece of wood. Many a time I have p:ni!ed by that little grave and won dered who lay beneath tho rough mon: utneut and whether "Joo" w as alive to mourn for the child. It touched my heart deeply, that mound on the dis tant prair.e, and often when going to or coming from Oalario I tvould pluck a bunch of wild roses and guidon-rod aud lay them by tho cross. "If I were Joe," thought I, "1 6hould bo glad to think that someone remem bered my child." One day as I was coming into Sky town 1 saw a man kneeling upon the t.od by the cross and aimlessly Land lie.'' the withered flowers 1 h-id put thro fram tiui3 lo time. Ho was ciad 1:1 tLo arb of a raachmaa and his broad-trimmed white hat w as pulled down over his eyes so that I could scarcely 6eo his face. Ho had seem inffiy jutft dismounted, for his horse was standing near by. Now." tuoaght I. "i-ei-haps the mystery cuii bo solved." and 1 turned fro ia the icad and drove over towards him. The stranger looked up in surprise as I halted bcs:do him. I spoke to him cordially. He answered me gruffly and arose to his feet, as though angry at my intrusion. "I beg your pardon," 6aid L "but this little grave has been an object of much wonder to me, and, teeing- you hero, I thought porhapi you might know and could explain it." I can't tell ye nnthin about it," he replied, in a brusque voice, looking across the prairie with an air that plainly told he considered uo an in truder. I said nothing, tut. taking the bunch of flowers I had in tuo wagon, I laid them by the cross and started away. "Hold up. stranger! Are you the chap an has been puttin' them flowers on tho kid's grave?" I bowed. He caught my hand and ahook it warrr iy. "I Leg your pardon. I thought you was some o' them fellers (he waved his har.u towards Skytown) as was nosin' 'round out 'o curiosity like. You're different people 1 soo it now, an' I'll tell ye "bout the kid U you'd l.ke to hear?" 1 tl.auked him and he told the story. "Every body called her the 'kid.' At the P K.' ranch she didn't go by no other name and they called her 'Joe's Kid' from Minger.-ivillo to tho Mussle shell, Furtiest little gal you ever see. 'Bout five year old, with curly, yalier hair an' blue eyes, an' was always tr.iilin' an' laughia. She was always around with Joe seemed to Lake to him mor'n to any of the others a:id in: my a ride tl.ey had logi-the;-. Joe on hi t broncho and the k:d in front of ! i:n. Ar.' Joo was j-.int as careful of Lor as a woman could a' been. I tell ye. tjirangur. it don't seem as if that little gal was dead." Unwittingly a tear courted down the rancher's bronzed cheek. lie !-au?;-d a miauls, coughed and con tinued: . . "S'iq came to us In this way: A feller from tho Eit came out to Min-'j-orsvillo to hed biieep for Frank iri-llh. He was u cultivated kind of a roller, neat an' tidy 'bout his language aa his clothes, an' no kind of a chiip ut all for n sheep herder, but ho v. as melancholy and disconsolate like about some of hLs dcin's in the States an' c-irao out to Montantiy to forget all about iu WelL ho brought tne kid v. iLu hLit. The gal was his daughter fhe wan't more'n two or thrc-o year old then, an they went right out to ono o Smith's lonesomest stations where they couldn't se noonebutthe ch-:; as brought their rations ua' mail, an they couldn't see htm moro'n onco a month. I tell ye, strange , it's aw ful lonesome! Its o' sheep he.-dtrs po crazy an' some kills themselves, '.-.'oil. this felkr stuck to it, an' by 'n by Joe dropped ia on him an saw tiiut gal. He an' the kid tool; io each other risht off :ui' ti.? kid's father v.ns sure glad to see u::y or thrit Joc-'cd like a man. so they struck up a a ac quaintance an' Joe manured to pull over to the Lone Star station two or three times a month. Joe used to tell the boys 'bout tho kid, an' they laughed to eue how ixucli he thUhto"Lrr, an ono or two of Yin even sneaked down t. the Loh-3 Star to s-o tho g.-tl an' ts-lked latucii about her os Joe did after tJ-ftt. "Wen. stranger, to shv o' my yarn, when Joo went down to the Lone Star the last time he saw a tough state o things. The t-liec-p was gono aud the . wi'h 'em, while inside tho shack the kid's father was stretched out on tlii floor, stone dead. T 10 gal herself w as smuggled up to him on hi3 breast, sound asleep. Of course, Joe was just a hum.m bcin' an' when he saw the lit tle innocent chit cuddled down by her dead pa ho probably spilt a few tears I don't know- as any ono could blamo him, do you" Joo just took ths little ono in his arms an' rodo over to Min gersville an' told Button (.Smith's foreman) what had happened. Bur ton sent somo men up to the station an' they buried tho kid's father while Joe brought the kid to the ranch. You can bet tho P. K. boys made a mighty sight of fuss over hnr. Sho became a reg'lar pet, aa' as I said be fore, wns known all over the country as "Joe's kid." After a year or two tho old man made up his mind to send a drove of hkoly bronchos 'cross country to sell in the North Dakoty settlements, an' Joe was the foilcr ha put in charge of the herd- Would yea believe it, ju3t as they were startin' nothin would do but tho kid must go 'long, too! She put her arms 'round Joe's nock an' begErcd so hard that Joo couldn't do nothin' but tako hor. Tho old man kicked a little, but tho kid generally did what sho wan tod to ia that ranch an' so sho went along. They had great times on that trip. The kid was ridin with Joo all tho time. They 6wam tha little Missouri together, chased bicnclios and had great rides, the kid hiuin' moro fun tuan an.) body. "Well, they rounded up at Skytown an' commenced sellin' out. It didn't take very long, for tue people wanted horses bad, an' Joo sold the cattlo cheap an' broko 'em, to boot. When they liai 'bout haif the herd left a chap cnuvj along an' wanted to buy the toughest broncho i:i tho herd a great, big, hanfUoino hu!Jll,'.', tte fiercest devil i:i th-i lot alvvay ltd the Lord v-hi n it mad-; a break, au' if any horse ever jumped th j con t.i or tori it down, ormide 'em any trouble, you cOwi.d lay Leitvy it was that big buckskin. Joe v, tts gla-l lo sml tho brute, though ko 'lowed Lo'd hav a toult tiiuo brvakin him. .-e ci'i'i ullei 1 1 Li.. 1 Loris. then Le an' his partner jumped :;: -.Ujoii,. 'em bwiifcriu" ttie enu ot a iar.at 1 ji.r.i3 th.ir Leads to keep ti:c wild djvils fron trompiii' Yin. C: o' the boys c;;e;j-d fio col 1 1 fa 't. an' alio wed ti'o hoi--.es lo go 1 ;j r"i ;; i. a f -v,- at c tin: -. v tlli.. .Ji -w.c'.ii-u I.-r "o in !.:: 1 tt o:u i-i.i.i; j -.it. jn i.'j -.ii, :mi la-p; :..::u tn. t.ii" v. ..e. 1 a.l lh',-5 no ivui-.i ..ji out him they a;;t tho ftu'.o an' Joo be Can tlio breakm' act. Iio took his l.iriat a V g.-t into tho -pea where bt:c-ksl:iu wiis kickiu' an pa v. in' i-.t a grent rate. th n he threw iilC ropo an' it settled over tno b.-oru-ho'a r. i-k-' JojdreT it taut just behind theoan an' the oilier t.vo l.jl.ers hopped in up got hold of llio rope. The ic-u v. as to choke the horse till ho w a- p:--! ty weak, then trip him up. tin Li legs uu' halter him. They got hint down nil tiht an' Joe's partner jot his knee on the broncho's i:. rk. Juq turned around to fix another rope wiih which ty haiwr tho fe.-t when his partner called out. Joe!' :iu' Joe turned around an' saw the kid r.tand in' i-i'ht by the buckskin's heels. He dropped the rope und started towards her. but his partner felt the horse be-in to struggle and jumped from his ueck to get her himself. This left old buckskin free an' he kicked out I W illi his haul legs and was on his le-et in a second. His cruel hoofs hi ruck the kid un' she fell down without a cry. The broncho jumped tho ienco an' skurriod off to joiu tuo rest ol U.o herd out on the prairie. And Joe! I don't think any feller over too on the way he . did. Ho t idied tip tho kid an' she died in his arms Lat a sight sho was! Her yailer curb w.-ro ail dabbled ia blood that flowed fioin an ugly wound ia her forehead. Her blue eyes wu o Lull closed an' she put ! her arms round Joe's neck an' tried j to kiss him before she died. Jt.o 1 t ied j like a woman an' carried her into Suy j town in his arms. They made h little j i-olilu for her an' Joe brought l.e-i- out j hero an' buried her." t The ranc-lier'e voice grew Lusijy aud some moro tear courBed down his , cheek. ! "That's about nil there is t Hits I story, stranger. "iVint mueh of a, yarn, but Joe Ko"er loved that littio girl more'n nny thing else in the world ' 1 1. . . . 1 ,. tm 1 uunt to kuuH, cause l r: ,'.)t Ilofern himself!'' Without ar.olLer word ho w.-ilked Lasliiy to Llshoiao Jilounted.itn.l gal loped nway. I wall-bed him i-.jt I i.o disappeared behind th-j 1 rfe. --William Wallace t'oek, in Dei re. I 1 1 Press. An Anecdote with a Mora! How many poopio uo their siu p cf jewelry v. illiout over cut -ring stores? Wo stand oul ido o'.-.l kv the watches, diamond-, p ari-;. ung the f 11 p- wnen pit. res, aad Uream 01 the el;;;- tht-y will be ours. And tl-ero pleasure in Ibis. A writer 1. v late Daniel T.trr:ino, v. soti-'.i. -: Commodore Vr.nucri'i It, say il.: happiest days wero when he wa iug hid moii'-y to buy a e-ei-.ai-i of jev.-.dry for Lis w f..-, ar J n him six months t- !. it. .. : 1 the v: of a v- k when Lo was vo; tl; ha. d;y any thin.; :-. . he i.ai.-w 1. could . it. Funny, isn't it, ; o .le . il 1 :i.-" :3ii ; I. T:.-. n-n a gets tin' less 1 needs. 1 is one tlii:,; ho uu. : " S II I It., i tcr ho'.v rich ho K and that is uu Jewelers' Weekly. If pansies arr watered r and nigl.t regularly tnid ihj - v 1 ri g !-e.:.'d flowers picked oil tbey will bloom freely all summer in any sunny spot
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