iili q,iii-'! ' Freeman , .i,fi-t Weekly at ' i-V J.OU HASSOX, AdvertiKinp; It tit tret. Tb larreand rrl'anl rlrraUtlon t-l the ('tu aai I tmni rommeiids It to th lv.rM coDider.tKn of mdrrrttivni whore lavora will t insert til at the follow its' low rtiea : 1 lurh, S tmes..... ..... .....$ l.M 1 Inch, 3 BBombft.... ............... ...... 2.5C 1 Inch, 6 ajonthf ... ... , t,e 1 Inch I year.... .................... .... .o S Inchea. 6 month. ................... a.i-e 2 tncnee, I year.... ....... ........... ...... 10 00 lorhee. 6 months .. ... &.eo a Isefaea. I jeer......... ........... X.ot column, 6 montnt...... ...... 10 1 column. 6 months...... .................. j m kcnlsmi. 1 year ................. SS M 1 eolQCDo, months. ................. ...... .eo 1 column, I year.... 7 ft. 00 KtMlneat Items, Brst Insertion, Kir. per line anbseqaenc iDKrttons, frr. per lte Administrator's ami Lxeeutor'sNotleea. RH Auditor' "Notice .... .... .. 2.1W Stray and similar Notices 1 00 aM-Keeolations or proceed In- of any oorpt r tton or society and rommnnlrations derlsnrd to call attention to any matter of limited or tndl Tidusl Interest moM he paid lor as ad verti.tcems. Kook and Job Printing or all kinds neatly and exeatousiy execated at the loweet prices. A. doD'tyon lortret It. ,i( t ir. ui.uii'n. 1,00 tniix-rii'llon st.ten. . .-,.(, m advance- fl.RO r h. i 1 -md wt'.lnu 3 months. 1.75 ! I;i.t ( t ill wit hin ti uiritli!. 20 u..r f-.n.l wuum Hie ear.. a '-5 4 re.j-.t!ir.rf outside uf the county ".' r.-ii 1- eI4r Wlli be chanted to int r.i tlin above terms he r!e - t!i'.e wn 1on I cent-nil inur Y.i.'.m. in iiiU! mil es , "o" ' he -a me looting as t fume bo i t.e tiiti'tcl!y uQilerstMHl trot. k-m fr"1 'i-"-i JAS. C. HASSON, Editor and Proprietor. "HE IS A FREEMAN WHOM THE TRCTH MAKES FREE AND ALL ABE SLAVES BESIDE." 81. 60 and postage per year In advance. :r l 'I " EBEN'SBUKG, PA., FKIDAY, JUNE I, IS9-1. NUMBER 2-2. i - '4? .5 t s P s; ";" i I Er roR every Type of KlACACHE. Points Respecting t ua js:Ar:ACHE. 1 vrr; hc-vi.-ich'- a ; -i :i r ct 1 ht or 1 li ft I" KH-T. :h ili-in with Koi k ai i si:. hen rhitilrn stitTt.'r with h'';nl.ch-, or :- y ' i.e els. (r that ri. :tli T, 1!- Kof KALINE, i;.-' ! t r--ni'--ly t-vrr A ! i.-'! S.it'-, -itrt. woii ria!!y ijiikk in action. ;-.: - f h-n ;l:n:hf, t-jfcr-.tT:il; I typ' p culi.ir t : , . u! trtty or nt'-riir trii ti:trc them to staiiJ f-r 9 9 t KOPF L!Nf. CURES MCruS SHOCK. NIHVOUS DE3II.ITY, ,-ulMHCICHr. NFRVGUS POST4TIOM, JHTfc :r'. O GCSTiVB AH.MSNT&, Pi FtTT O-w. V'C ClPCWLATION, 4lX- J . "J riCISSIS. iO ALL KOPFALiNE f i S''S'"'l:irs, Prnrhrr, ; - - V ' t-'T--, Mn, Wcmn: f- -. - " 'ioc urvi. arc .- - - ; t r. -. - ! riri,amta:icos n:ul ; -i.--. vfnts. . r T.t t i aiiy ad- i ill! i ll J 'I 1 1 "HO KQR 00CT3;iS FOS ME! t iM I rr.15 c f-i't i v. Ff:it m t(l :j, : ' ! t.:" ! k ';: r-t. t:o rxr itr . af I no t.'i nU. .ln-t tl.inlt f it. v !:. i I..-, k c:i!!i'il ;u:ta t v M . I' i.ki.:itii, ami in it I i . ::t 5i.it - M'- S' I wr.'to to ' :i - . .''! i:c- jn--t what to i: ! 1 .nil ::i ; : i :i -:.! : ii ii"W." iiiit Li riiiiviiritii 0 Compound "xi witu :: r .--., auJ re: t-ies ier- : It : r s- t a-i a ;t:iii;l;!rl artl . i:i (.tiu of l"iiis or . ! - l.!tl. ikiiincv Corrplaiuta, i u.i I'.-s tin riv:il. it fwcr-i It-tiers ol u.-i f r r-i'!v. ; I:r vrs. Finkham tJir ' :: r-i.--: .i :i- : .-'d heflk. entitled ' f-L ' T'J !-:"L!'l :.0 ET'OLEf TE." t-i' -- . .'i' i:-a( sjve yours. i a c. P nli,ini Mad. Co., Lynn, Maaa. from Pole to Pole ,?" ' ' - i 'l.-i .. n i.f the blood. Tho Harpooncf's Story. i .1 r , . -,- . ... . J ... , t.'--tch" all ' ' 'I r-.tt. :u Take it - : irj.' -a : y ,...iiy :r. Ail our I a4 k :,t.i y ti.-fitr. -yed, hut the t . -al r n ., ttlt-rt f AvtK'i a:..:.: a . i - . V.-u We rvcov- "'ill vr-r aeon mt'O - ' r:r- ntf-irSt-urvy, .ii. .-.-i:,ir r. tn. ri- - ' i v vf Sr-i;arii!.i ti.-ir.f " i ' '. l." 'I u. tfiit to kuoW o ".:.!! T. Winoatb Tho Trooper's .ixperienr;o. ' r i v o iil-ni' n : I l ars V, s L i' v u eati.inpcl ". mr, r! j v'liih timf w - n. rir-.' urd-r ranva f "r "w r .." I i 4.4.1 fh--t f-)refof 1 " - ' i t-ik yotir hiar4, ' ' v v . ilia.!-" my norti . "- 1 I ..- . w ij :iT4 well. 1 -'- . i . K. I:..?.cv, fers Sarsaparilla r- ' f ',.-f ;V !ood purifier. r: r ri p. T III II FOR ARTISTIC TfY THE FREEMAN. I I ISJS' tig rk- .it:iini'i!. ami all lVt- i f'.p Moderate F. Invite U. S Patent Office. t. ;r .--; tinio than thorc r Tib'.trj.. with dpKcrJp- - I 'T'-it.:r nr tu.f fn.o ,r . f .. ' " " ,!'I:tiTi P:H'nj." with ""ice, Washington, D. C- t t., ..en a otiot'-e Pr.e v I ' K an.l SKHi 11 . b' I f KM I l. A LAKY or llV.MK. iNi; ... " h lA l.i ,'.':vi'li..s I'KII.MAN INT , - l .v 1 " ' ,"UI1""V ilt.N 1K1.K- ff'l v "" 1 t,:r,n ' 5tunr,n Co., EodtCStcrjN. T. 'I', r. 1 1. 1 1 I I V .., . .... m. 115 v- -av ffi i i 1 J. Ml t 11 I J'.' J c'.ri ITrnrlaehor.nrl Tt?licvoalI IhotmnhlM Ivte' fiont to a bilious f-tnio of lha KyBtcii", pucli M Jjizziuosh, liausta, Iro-.v.siue'a, LiHtivss altec tatm;:. l'nin in tuo kc. Wlnl.i thoiriuobt rcmarkuble buccc jie has bt:n shov.-n iu cuzji N ?Sv SAT JlraSacfco. yr-t Cortor'R LitLlo Livor Tills at ciu.illy 'a!-.Ta) ilo i a Conntipation. curing Bud pre writing thiEannryin(rconiplai!it,whilo they a!s correct all li.iorii.:rsf thoituachitiro:ila: tHij Iivit aua reg ai&to the 'jowels. vta it tuey only f:ti -r f nun tiiiulitnsintf comj.laijit; butfii tu Tatoly Uieirp.'xxiiH-sflti..' roteiul hrm.aita t!u&a vhornrotry tin-mwill hnj, thcrt;littlc pilisvalti-r.i-io In ?oi;:aiiy tvays that thty wi'I nit bo wil jmag to do viiiiout ihi-ni. Bat after alibied heii JfthVno of o ninny livos thnt hora Iq wtr Try nnliin;r (TTi?l ixiast. Our piILicuroit shi!o CltM-rf" tr not. Cr.TU ra l.itt!? l iver PilT-iam T-ry small anl Trry rasy to tauo. Oie ir two muka tls3. Tb'-y hi e Ktricily TT't'i'tablo ami do not irripo or f ir"; but by tlu-ir f---Ptio action p!si.- ill who tio t!jt-,n. In vi:i!.-t ctnta : tivs f.ir J L. Suld l7 Cm,- y'i3 t-verywiuT or n-ut by iuaU. 2A-.T rV?F;D!IVE CO.. Now ifork. ?ir.':!!.rH.L$ALLDGSE. SMALL FRIGE HALL: Sicilian HAIR REIEWER.1 Thp trreat pliul:irity of this preparation, after its test of many years, should be an a-Kurani'P, even to thn"nit (-ki pt that It is really meritorious. Tlioe wlio have ti-eil Hai.i.'s U.tiK Kknrwek know that it il'x s all that is claiuii il. It causes new frrowth of Tiair on bald beails irivM'-l tlio hair follicles are not deal, which is seMoin th rae; restores natural color to rray or failed hair; pr--wpps the scalp healthful atnl clear of danilrufl"; prevents the hair failing off or chanurin color; keeps it foft. pliant, lus trous, aad causes it to grow long anj thick. Hall's IT air UrNKwru produces Its effects hy the heallhful influence of it. veiretalile iiiLTcdients, which invigorate an.l rejuvenate. It is not a dye. ami is n delightful article for toilet use. Con. tainimr no alcohol, it does not evap orate iuicKly a;ni lry up the natural oil. leaving the hair harsh aud brittle, as do Other preparations. Buckingham'; Dyo FOB THI WHISKERS Colors them brown or black, as desired, and in the best dye. because it is hamiU-ss; r-roduces a permanent natural color; ami, beinj; a Finsrle preparation, is more con "enicnt of application than any other. PREPARED IT R. P. HALL, & CO, Nashua, If. H. Sold by ail Dealers in Medictaaa,, us u ANY OTfJp ST KitJ I L.T For aTJIILY XJso. Drooped on sii.ir s;illcrinr children love to t-.ke it. Every Mother siioubl have it in the h.-iise. it initklv rtrheves anl etirts all nches a:nl pains, a-Unna, Lroncliitis, colds, corn: lis. t.,l-.::h cuts, chaps, chillilr.ius. colic, cbolcra morbus! inraclie. hea-lache, hooping coiiuh. iailamaiation, la prippe. l.miini .-s, iiuiinps, iitiisvular Hiri-nws ticuratjiia. nervous lita.l schr riieiisiialintn. Mtcs, bums, brui-cs, Ftrams. sprr.ir.--. stin.-. ,sv.-fliiii;-s. stiff jo'ats.sore throat, .-ore ! i-i- ... t it:-.:ic:i'-. b ii--i;:'.is r.nd wind co'.ic. Ori-iu.Ii. d in t-i! Lv the late I'r. A. Johnson, Family Phvstc'an. "lis n-erit nnd cxiellnice hrive sntisfied tvcn-Vlv f"r nearlv n century. AH w-lionsf it are a tin zed at it wonderful power. It is safe. .siH.thina. sati-f vinir: so s.nv sick, si iwilive t.mftr r-. l'-l Internal and txtcrraL T?." P.-tor's rirnaturo It.h-i i..ns on rvcrv 1-rfllc pl -r-.l -..:ii.l:l. t 1 r.-.-. S !! ev.rynh.-r.-. 1 i ' . .V. eta. bis. I..U1.VS '"J. 1- Jil.o. Ji. CXJ., It-t.-iA. Hum. S jl list 35 IS 3 lOO oi:!i I,.velv .Music tor Forty Cents, c.nsistin.' or 100 r-.i-es full si.-e Xn-i-t ;Milsic of the I.-I i'st. bn'Nti '. livi Ii. st an 1 most popular s !. ttii'Ts. roth mk-.iI ani instrumental. pi.tti ii i p in the rr-st el. (j.int manner, in- m eluding f 'iir l.ue size i'oit'alts. 13 i CAHyE'JCI'A, the Spanish Diner. fADEHi A v. th lirrat P:amsU S- AULLINA PATTI nnd JT VlttNIE SCLIGMAN CUTTISG. ftDDKUl AUL CRDCM TO 2 THE NEW YORK M'JSiCAL ECHO CO.rxS iX- ii.-oaJ-.v.ivTer-ti- I'li;.. New Y.irk City. Steel Picket Fence. CHEAPE3 . THAN W00O n ' . . i ..HSir. TV S- i : ! i- i. i mmi (i ,0.1 1, ii it it l ii i ii -T,U.t Li-' J 11 l v ; i ii ;l ,i ft Hi! 111! II Ii Th fchorepntti rictel F with Oati". pTiis fi im D'-tlii" 1 no lo -- t oo lr.ir H -kkI fU, Trirn writirit? f.r pri-f all' Qiiaiititf, NumrT f Gt", IuMe ar t Sinrlo, M'anU'L We Lao mnnf'-Tur' lliiavy Irnn Knlni, "rratinT. SuMf7 KlttiM--. yiea Miutte-ra i.1 KII'.K US" a fKS. OlUr I-H,r. tiJ Kilinr-. ilra at.-i Irou Grills. WIliK IU&Aii H lDO btU1, - VS. u i ail k tijj .r M'lHK Woiik. TAfLOR A DEAN. ?0I, 203 A 2G5 Market St. Pittsburgh, Pa. I-:VIIS LXAMINLD I kill; c-.-tfc'es perfectly lifted nd ruarjntee I f:r yeurs. Ariiic-Hl eves inscrt.'d. J. DIA.MOM). Optician, r-lh'.!. ,(,,. - S xlh St.. I'l I T.SIil (i. PA. RUCGIES at i Price 4 j i I'-iicy : Ai i'li:it-li..l t ut tit . n.-if s Mtifi 4i 1 . f". .tt nrn f ill l.obl V. atMI. JiiO'llljU'lll'TS $1 Virt K r,h I i ii y of fa-- Ktujry M.I.VMi'l'lu'immK fiMTram " tr.Vitpr.tU. M-.rtr::. Snl'II', gil ft- c V'" Frf ' ai. lll :i:V .1 ril.'THt. V-tlM J (Sj?) a t. 12 Lawn-uoi t-, Ciuciauati, O. 1EETS WAITED tun. it sal- . SAMPLE FRt A ie 'jQunr imrv mv A Him l!imnrn tt"KKl : rut atnH- rHk lrc. 1IT. tiaLATtlNT A ivn if " $10 Alon; t'u m ir-lii ti the world rJ Ih'V murrii i Ii ihinr bright banners t'.ilil, m f b.niii' ilr;iun, '1 u- r -u.-li tiif luti,l..r.t'M : ilnun. Tln'V rrttss iNc s 'S ;tnl rivers iliM-p, rl ii y iitiib v.v )a-.ni..u:is hl,h an t stocp, Alttl hiii r " nil tiU'.ll ill SiLThl Oi ihi-ir tihiflv ltl-ni'li t 'lli-'ii liui'l.y mia into iht fr.iy Tl;. s umit's f In' iilit ;k!nl ilay, .VUtitly tln'siunin ; nr." as l,' , Wiiil hurling w in 1 - t'i'ir wurnin w blow. Striv. as hi will, th ni,.'lit is prt-ss-! Ii.'ll; r a id far.Ii r l..n Hit1 west V iln ;-oli.ti .-tjM'-ir :i:i I "h :niif: l.mii I h t'-lii-rts ! tit- uay ailvuat t. Thu- ilailv, is tho battlt won Hy tin bravo sol U its f th sun Krank l. Shi-rmau. in Ilar.Mr'a Wtifkly. A F0KSAKKX JHJTY. Dut It Was Woll Cared for by a Bravo GirL "I won't lx alle to drive the stap-e to-nmrri'w, Lou." Why not, Tom?-' A faint t.i u r of color flew to Tom t'lirlin's eiiet-k. "1 want to xn down to .limtown to morrow on business. I'm iroini; totak; llie lanriiin train." ""W liat lnisinss".'" 'That's my aiTair, f,ou, and ilon't you ask any questions," be answered "f-M-r.My. Thi rrirl at the otherside f the room crime t her brother's side ami laid a hand on bis shoulder. "I'm afraid. Tom," sbo murmured, sadly. "Afraid of what?" "Afrai-l that those rou-jrh men yon have liecit taliiii' up with lately will U-a 1 ymi ifito trou I ie. You are e-oinjr t- .Mint wri with them I know it. 'I', mi. tl ;i't f'o. For my sa ';. Tom." S-ie placed an arm arotui I liis n.-ek and ln.K.ed pleadingly into iiis e es. lie hesitate 1 a in. uii.n t and then started to hi- feet, throwing b,.r from him. "floti't make a fool of yourself, Lou. I'm L'oiny to Itisiiiarelt in the mortiiii and that settles it." "I thoulit it was to .limtown." "Well, .limtown, then." "Yon on rbi to 1. here. Tom, attend inir to liusiness. Jloti'tyoii know that Henry (inrloa is "oiiie; north to-morrow mnrni.i;' with fifteen thousand dollars for the bank at Sykeston?" "Of course I know it," replied Tom, a Mranirc flitter in bis eye. "The more fod he for not taking the train and troiao; around by Way of .limtown instead of carryitio; that amount of money across country." "The money must be in the bands of the bank by to-morrow afternoon," re turned tin frirL "If be poes lv train, via .limtown, be won't reach Sykeston !c fore midnitfhL" "Well, it's none of my afTair," mut tered Tom; "I wonder who I can pet to run the stape for me?" "1 will, Tom." lie started forward impetuous! v. "No, no, Lou not you!" cried. "Not you, anyone but . you! I'romise me you won't run the stape!" His words were wild; his looks plead inp. She drew berself up a trifle sternly. "If you forsake your duty when you are needed most, it devolves tijxin me, who love you and care for your reputa tion, to step into yonr shoes and do the work you fail to perform. 1 shall run the stape!" He turned bis back to her and waliie I toward the door. There be paused. lb spirit of pood strivinp within bis breast to overcome the spirit of evil. Hut the strife was in v lin. He faced her once more w ith a cruel lauph. "I see throuph your S heme, Lou. You're settinp your cap at this ( .onion you're afraid be'H pet into trouble with that lifteen thousand ' dollars of his ha. ha, ha! That talk ultout yonr brother is all very fine, but it won't wash. I'm olT for Jimlown, anyway. I.ood-by, Lou!" W aitinp for no pnrtinp word from bis pale-faced sister, Tom t'arlin passed out of the house. Haif an hour afterward a knock fell upon the door of the little "shack" where Tom t'arlin, the stape-driver. and his sister lived. The knock was twice repeated Ik fort it was answered. I.ioii at once threw ojien the door, and w hen siie saw w ho the caller was would have j;ivin the world had her eyes held fewer traces of tears recently shed. "Come in. Henry."' she sa'd. A Vounp man with a handsome, reso lute face stepped into the room and cau-rht her haniL "l oMxl-cveninp. Lou," said be, and then, imticinp her red and dow ncast eves, lie would have said somcthinp further but stopped himself with an effort that was almost a siph. "Pardon me for callinp at this un seemly hour, Ijou, but I wished to talk with Tom. Is be here?" She shook her bead mutely. "There are two or three ilesperate hxikinp stranpers in town, and I came to ask your brother if be thonpht there would le any ianper in my takitipthat money north to-morrow. Io not think me cowardly, Lou; it is not my own monev, you know I should feel dilfer cntly if it were otherwise." "There is not the slightest tlanper, Henry." she replieil. "Tom is not here, so I wiil answer for him." "Thank you," he returned. "You have reassured me, but " ilt paused. "Hut what?" she asked. "Xothinp." lie returned, catching her bands and lookinp wistfully into her face. "I shall have somcthinp to tell you, Lou, when I come back from Sky est in." "Tell me now." Nmilinp, he sluvik his head, l.rinpinp her band .juickly to bis lips be kissed it, .eavinp her ut once with an abrupt "PkkI niphU" "All alHiord for Sykeston!" It was a woman's voice that spoke words rs four nurses crime tlashinp up to the Dawson house ilrajrping the Mouse river stape. Four passenpers came out of the ho tel, amonp them Henry (Jordon. See ing' Lou. t'arlin on the box he stopped short, astounded. "Where's Tom. Lou?" he asked. ''.limtown," she answered, briefly. fJorilon's face iK'catue grave. "When dil he po?" "fin this morning's train." "The three o'clock train?' "Yes," "No passenpers took that train from this station. 1 was at the depot when it pulled out." Lou t'arlin reeled in her seat and al most fell to the pround. Cordon leaped up beside her. "You are ill!" he exclaimed. "Nn," she answered, resolutely, re covering herself with an effort. "Surely you are not going to drive the stripe?" "Surely I am!"' she replied, with com presse 1 lips. "That IihiUs like business, doesn't it?" She pointed to a Winchester rille lyinp at h -r feet. "I.ul. you are not well enough," re turned liordon, with a shade of anxiety in his face. "Nonsense!" she cried, with a forced laugh. "All al mard, Henry! We're late now." "I'm going to ride out here with you." "All right." And then, with a crack of whip and a creak of wheels, the stage departed. loir. l.ui was reserveil and t hotiphtful. So was Lou. She was think up of her brother and wonderinp where he tiad pone if not to Jimtown. At ShixMiiaUer's ranch a halt was made for dinner. As they once more started on theii journey I'.ordon drew from his breast pocket a packape of hills. "Lou." said he, quietly, "will you take eharpe of this?" She drew back and looked at bim with wonderinp eyes. Then a half sneer curled her lip. She bad been deceived inflordon. He was a coward! "Certaiiiiy." she replied, in a distant voice; "you bear the risk of placing tliis in inv hands?' "Uisl!" He said no more. The taunt in her voice was ill-concealed. Hi understMd it and turned away his head. The stage drew near the rocky coteaiix which they were to cross. 1 lardy had they entered the pass when three masked men stepped from liciimd a iMiwlder. They had guns in their hands. "Ila't!" cried one of them, in a hoarse voice. One of liis companions sprang; to the horses' heads. "What do you want?" cried Lou Car lin, with : white faee. "We want a word with that man Ik side y u." Then for the first time Lou noticed that the two robK-rs had covered lior don with their puns. Inick as a llash she stooped down, picked up the rille at her fi-et and brought it to her shoulder, aiming at the form of the tT:a: in-iirist her. "For tiod"s sake. Lou!" exclaimed Cordon, "be careful!" With a quick movement he struck the weapon from h. r hand At that instant there cause the sound of two repots, Idemiing as one. A shot was fired at Cordon just as a passenger fired from the coach. Cordon fell from his seat, dropping like a log by the roadsi le. With a cry of anguish lu Carl in leaped down 1-cside him. As she stooped over she beard her own name called. The voice was familiar to her ears. One of the roblK-rs stapperinp about on the prairie and clntchinp at the air sank to the pround. "My Cod!" cried Lou. Leaping forw anl. she tore the mnsk from the robber's face, then started buck wildly and dropped senseless be side him. It was her brother Tom. Henry Cordon was not killed, al thouph for days liclinpercd at tin con fines of the grave. lie ii as delirious and in bis wild talk be told, over and over again, his sus picions of Tom Cariiu bow be had seen him associating with desperate men how he knew, or feared, he was planning to rob the stage that he had given the money to Lou, knowing that she wouid be., safe from molestation at her brot her's bands. Lou. wan and sorrowful, sat Wside him and nursed bim back to life. Her eyes were first, to meet bis when he unci' more looked out ujxui the world, and her qui vcrinp bands brushed his forehead as she asked if he would not MHiti Ik well. "Yis, . Ijou," he ansnercil; "and Tom?" Slowly she drew back the curtain, and pointed off over the prairie to a new-made grave in the distance. Tears fell fast from her eyes there was no need of words. "Forgive him. Henry, forgive him!" she said, brokenly, falling to her knees lieside the bed. "Freely, freely. Hod knows!" he mur mured, kissing her brow. Then he siike other words in a whisper and she returned his kiss and laid her head Inside his. Chicago News. Sll( V:tM Allowed to nma1n. Two ladies sat near the door of the cable ear, and a third, who was unable to obtain a seat, braced herself against the door frame. "Move up toward the front, please," said the conductor to the sounding one. She did not notice liim. "Madam, please move up a little way," he repeated. She pave no sign of having heard. "Won't you move up a little," he said again after a pause. "Were yon speaking to me?' the stand ing lady answered. "Yes, madam; yon mn -.t move away from tin door. There's plenty of room further up." "Oh, please let me stay here a little while longer say about two blocks. Tiics two ladies are talking s. enter tainingly, and I'm just crazy to find out wiie'JpT it was tin butler that the llcshy one's daughter married, or mil v a man named I'uller. I think I can lind out in the next two or three minutes." He allowed her to remain. The car rolled on. lloston Post. A Stormy Woolirt ("en. P.utlcr had a stormy wooing. His lK'trothed. Sarah llildrcth. was a New l'ngland si liooltna'am. and tiring of the profession t he went on the stape. whereat I'cpjamin was full of wrath. His expostulations were in vain, liow ever, until one night when Miss llil drcth was in Cincinnati playing Pauline in the "Lady of Lyons." He suddenly appeared iK-hind the scenes, lierco and stormy. He gave Pauline until the end of the play to decide whether nhe'd Ik the Lady of Lyons or Mrs. P.utlcr. She chose the less conspicuous role and left the btage. PLOWED UNDER. I saw a Held of rich, preen clover prow lis blossoms liom y latlen for the bee: An I lurnia' to theovwuT w bo stood by. 1 asked u hat lime the harvesting would bo. "Twill not lie irathereit in." "How then?" 1 ci-iil, ' Have you no recompense for all your toil?" The I.irmrr smiled; he was m.re wise than I: 1 plow it maicr lo enrich the. soiL" And all at once 1 seeaieti to see more clear Nome ih'tij-s that I ha. I triisl to comprehend: lias not the heart, like that broad field, its croii thrt Thai i.ever seem to reach their destined end? Its early dreams that perish uuful tilled? its youthful hopes that vanish ere their prime? lis fon.l aii'-clions and its tender love, I ionic don n before their perfect Hoasom time? I mused on these, and as I turned my feet Hack to tne city with lis suifi turmoil. I smile.! an.l said In lrampiil, sweet content: ' t;l plows diem limit r to enrich the soil." Katt- T. 1'o.mIc, in N. Y. Oliserver. A JtKPOKTEirS "STORY." How (Jroorjgo Stanton Made a Dis covery in Newspapor Work. "Write for the Times! Do yon imag ine you went to college for that? You can't write." "Have you ever given me the chance?" "No. Hut 1 know yon couhln'L I daresay you've been collating on tloing this, cli?" The younger man bowed. "And have In-eu laying in a sttK-k of Mowing rhetoric and fine-spun the ories," the elder continued. "Humph! The Times wouldn't pay in a month's lime if we fed the public on stuff of that sort. hat it wants Ls ftod of an other kind." "What's to prevent my providing it as well as the other writers on the stall? Is my college education tu be a draw hack to me? If it is" The sentence was left unfinished, and the elder man silently returned to his work of glancing over some copy spread out on tin; desk lefore bim. lieu he had liuishcd the last page, he turned to the first ami wrote "iu. g. " across the top. What tl, n-s that mean?" Ceorpe Stanton inquired "l'liose letters stand for 'must go.'" "Then whatever ls-ars them poes?" H is uncle surveyed him w ith a grim smile lighting his face. "it's apt I ," he sai I, dryly. "Then any thing I might write would be printed, regardless of its merit, if you so marked ii?" "C.-rtainly. Hut you must rcmein Ikt t'lal an uncle indulgent to faults, ami the proprietor of this paper a stic-c-sslul business enterprise are two distinct jH'r-.onalilies " "Which yon lienr, I understand. Hut surely literary merit cuts some figure?" "I'm it the name of the writer win) tosse.-scs it is well known, it Uties." "Not otherwise?' The elder man shook his head em phatically. "I've no use for 'em." "U hy. that make-, out the newspaper' of to-day a money-making machine of the lowest order," Ceorpe Stanton ex claimed, indignantly. "The brains of the concern are subservient to the business otiice. ' "Lxactly." There was a pause, during which the younger man tipped back hi.s chair against the wall and pazed abstracted ly at the ceiling. At length he brought the legs of the chair to the floor with emphasis. "1 still maintain that it isn't fair that I shouldn't lie giveu a trial," he remarket 1. "I suppose you've got a batch of manuscripts all ready to fire at me." The nephew's face Hushed. "I thought so. Well. I don't want 'em. Now see here, what this paper wants isn't rhetoric, it isn't eloquence, it isn't philosophy, it isn't literary merit, as you call it it's just lift plain, every day life, I wouldn't publish the most tH'uutiful ilightof fancy that was ever written I've no use for that sort, I!ut life things near, local, personal give me tho -e. If you keep your eyes and cars open, you'll lind more tragedy in otie bl.K-k of San Francisco than in the w hole of Shakespeare." "Then you give me the chance?" Frederick Stanton hesitated. "It's open to you trie same as it is to all," he repiietl, indifferently; "you would le paid for space-work at our regular rates, providing we accepted it- Mind you. I don't say I'll take what you write." ' Hut if it suits, you'll tn. g.' it?" "If it Miits." the other repeated, a little sarcastically, with a movement which closed the interview. A week later the young man again presented himself in his uncle's private .liice. "I've followed your ail vice. I'ncle Fred, and taken life for my subject." He threw himself into a chair anil gave a twist to his head in the direction of the inner door. It was slightly ajar, and he rose and shut it Ik fore he rt snmed. "You sec. what you said aU.ut the tragedies of life and. of course. I inferred that you meant the comedies as well iK-ing right under our noses, as it were, set me to thinking. Mean time, I have found out the true mean ing ol your mystic letters. Whatever Wars them tnuit in the columns of the next issue, icgarilless of time, space or other consideration. They are so iiotent as to require no explanation, n. suggestions front the moltlersof pub lic opinion who preside in the editorial den. Whatever an editor may receive from a proprietor initialed m. g." will be printed, even if it Ik the death-warrant f the entire staff." "Is this a lecture on the depravity of t he press in general, or my own paier in particular?' "Neither. It is to let yon know that I have Won further enlightened since we last discussed this subject. I now understand what exists as a mighty factor in the management of a news pr.jH r, and I w ant you to put it on the ti p of I hat," He tossed some sheets of i io a-ly written paper on the desk in front of t he other. "Humph!" " if I listen I may pather the very material he wants,' I said. I listened, l'.urcka! . I flatter myself that I've got something spicy and realistic enough to suit even you!" "I told yo'i that if you wrote any thing fit to set up type for, it woul-I be judged impartially and paid for at the regular rate's." "It isn't the pay so much," (leorge isttinton repiietl, contemptuously. j "Want to see yourself in print, I sup- ! pose. Well, let's see what you've pro duced." He took up the sheets before hi in and Wgs.n to read them. When he had finished he turned to his nephew in surprise. His eye Warned with the delight Wgotteu of "scoops, 'Well, my boy. that's a corker!" he sai.l, heartily. "Where did you get it?" "Listened and heard some old gossips tell it, as you told me to do. All I know is, that it's the escapade of a woman high in 'local social circles,' just as I've saitL" "Escapade, well I should think so, and she saves her reputation by having a midnight supper charged to Mrs. H . who is not in a position to ob ject" "Of course I had to exapperate it a trifle touch up the high lights, you know." "And darken the shadows. Well, that's what we want, and you've hit it the first time. Only if we could give the name of the woman w ho ditl it, or those of her relatives, it would W stronger. Don't know it, eh?" "No." "Well, the name of the woman she personated is enough tor one scoop, and we've got that. Perhaps, others may know it, and it'll set 'em to talking." He took up his blue pencil and w rote "m. g." at the top of the page. "Per hais you'll make a newspaper man after all. in spite of your college educa tionwho knows?" Ceorpe Stanton seized the manuscript antl hurried olf with it to the editorial ilen, where he deposited it gleefully upon the top of a pile of papers on the editor's desk. After that, tl in ner, the theater, supper, followed in succession, antl at midnight he tried to possess himself with patience to await the ar rival of the paper which would contain hi.s maiden effort in journalism. An overwhelminp disappointment awaited liim. For, when he unfolded the sheet, not a line of his production could he find. After searching several times throuph the sixteen pages of the paper, the conviction was forced upon him it had Ikii omitted. He hastened to his uncle's oflice, for, although it was Sunday morning, he knew he should find him there. "My article has Wen omitted," he annoiinceiL His uncle surveyed the crest-fallen countenance In fore him. "Omitted? 1 haven't had time to glance at the paper yet theres so much of it but it can't W possible." "It is. though. Here's the paper; It h ik ft r you rsoi f. " The proprietor glanced hastily over the shi'cL "I never knew Paeon to do such a thing Wfore iu all the seventeen years he's Wen on the paper." "Where is he?" "Home, I suppose; I haven't seen him. King up the porter anil rind out," '1 he man reported that Mr. IJacon hail Won in his oflice all nigh, "walk in' up and down, sor, strange-like. 1 axetl him wor anyune after him, but he said "No,' kinder alscnt-minded-like, ami wint on walkin' up and down." Frederick Stanton dismissed the man. His weirds had deepened the mystery. "1 can't understand this at alL Come, Ceorge, we will find out what it means." At the door of the editorial oflice, a haggard face confronted them. Mr. Paeon silently ushered in his visitors and closed the door. "I sent you some stuff last night. Paeon," said Frederick Stanton, "and I've come to hear your explanation if you can give one as to w hy you kept it back." The man addressed Wgan to pace the room nervously. "It was about & woman," he said, finally. "Well, what of it?" demanded his su perior. "Her name wasn't mentioned, though it ought to have Wen, antl if it had lKon, is that any reason why you should scruple to publish what 1 send in? You've never hesitated Wfore over such a trille as a woman's reputation." There was an ominous pause. "W'c may as well understand one an other first as last," the speaker contin ued. "It will never do for an editor to doubt the policy of an owner. You would W asking my reasons next. If you are to presume to dictate to me, we may as well sever our connections at once." The man addressed staggered slight ly. His face paled antl a hunted look came into his eyes. "It was onlv a woman's reputation that was at stake," he said, quietly, "but the woman was my tvife!" John Howe Pargate, in San Francisco Argo naut. Too Short Nolle. Old Mr. Johnson, familiarly known as "Uncle Zeke," was so fond of his coppers as to have acquired the reputa tion of Wing a "leetle nigh," but he w as also fond of creature comforts. Sometimes it taxed his ingenuity to reconcile these e-onflicti ii g tastes. The citizens of Milltown were noted for getting up entertainments of a sH-ial and edible nature, called "s-ubscripliof. n.,H;.."nml I'ncle Zeke was almost invariably one of the participants. He satisfied his desire for economy, how ever, by fasting for a certain length of time beforehand. On one oe-casion a party was hastily arranged in honor of some transient guest of the town, and Uncle Zeke w as informed tf the afTair on the forenoon of the very day on which the entertainmitnt was to W given. "No, no," said the old man, emphatically. "I should have Wn happy to go if you'd gin ine more notice. Y'mi gin'rally charge about four times what it's wuth. any w ay. but if 1 have a chance to git ready, I can git alniut half my money's wuth! As it is, I can't go this time It's too short no tice." Youth's Companion. An Architect iinl Miracle. The "Pagoda of the Crcat White Dragon," the architectur.il wonder of China, is that part of the Celestial em pire known as Sz-Chuan, It stands near the foot of one of the many sacred Chi nese mountains; is built entirely f bronze, and is fifteen long stories in height, not counting the mammoth bronze pineapple which seems to W in separable from an orthodox pig-tail palace of worship. From the ground up to and including the facred ivory tusk which surmounts this tall struc ture, it is literally covered with minute figures of men, Wttst-s and mythological creatures of all kinds. The mountain near by is what is known as Mount Omel, ami has been a saeivd peak for more than three thousand years. SWINGING SONG. A hammock Remly siiipinR, A mother l. iuls aUiv: She to b. r balk- is nt-nu? With heart all full of love. The little maiden swayin? Beneath the cret-nwtMHl tree Has set her heart lo sayite.': ' lxve me as I love thee." tSo Huayini', sin 'in' slowly Her loved on" to aud fro. Her heart ith r.ipture holy Out to her Ikalw tloth po. And hi!e her thoughts in straying Anions: the days lo Ik Her heart is ever sayine: "Ixive me as I love thee." Another hammock winrinp, A lover bends atwive. He to his si e: heart inline With heart all full of love; The lovely maiden suayiiic Heneath the t'r.enwo.t tree Has set his heart to saymc: 'Love me as I love thee.' No swavin. s irifiiiir slowly His lovetl tine lo an I fisi. His heart niih rapture holy Out to bis love doth L"o, An.l while his thou -tit are strayinir Anion? the tlavs to be His heart is ever savinjr: "Lve me as 1 love thee." William S Lint, in Ctiicaco Record DAYE'S HR0KKX LE(J. It Caused a Romance Among tho Berkshire Ililla. It was away up in western Massa chusetts iust where the famous old post road through the Perkshire hills winds itself into Nuw Ashfor.l. The black vanguard of an approaching sum mer storm crept along the valUy be hind us, and a few stray rai ml rops al ready warned that it was time to seek for shelter. We turned in at the open gate of the vine e-overed porch of the first farmyard, antl ruling up to the vine-covered porjh of the quaint old house lifted our wheels to protected spots at either side ef the paneled dtMr. It may have Wen pre suming upon hospitality as yet uiie.x tended. but then no one stops at such conventionality in the Perkshires, and were we not in the ltorkshiros? The storm burst, anil we sat on the porch W'side our faithful steeds, watching the clouds hurry by, the tall trees Wnd in the eddying wind antl the mol ing water fall to the thirsty earth. Somehow the smoke of our cigarettes seemed strangely out of place, in that old fa hioned spot,and Harvey oliserved that he would have felt more comfor table with an old brier antl a packape of plug cut A quiet half hour slipped away, w hile the storm increased rather than diminished, antl realizing that we were to W weather bound for a few hours at least the necessity of a lunch eon Woame apparent, and Harvey arose to the attack. Harvey is an actor, in season, and what he has learned in the matter of picking up meals on the western circuits helps hi.n immeasur ably in summer vacations. Repeated W'atinp upi.u the iltKir failed, however, to elicit the slightest resiionse from the inmates, ami my anticipatory drearosofa soft-cye'd. rustic Sanyinede went piooinily to pieces. "There must W a corpse in the house," remarked Harvey reassuringly, leaning upon his bicycle antl turning on nu; a look of hungry resignation- I was framing in my mind a ne'.it reply, more sarcastic than apropos, when the oaken dtKr suddenly opened inward, and an extremely pretty girl, with long, curlv, golden hair and big blue eyes, confronted us. Surprise was mu tual, but siie seein.il tlu most eon fused. "Why, why," she faltered. "I -I thought to find one of the neighbors, but but" "There is no cause for alarm," inter rupted Harvey in the voice of his most approvnl stage father. "We are per fect gentlemen, although our appear ance is admitttilly against us. We took the li Wrty to use yonr porch as a shield from the weather, and trust that we are uot intruding." "Oh, no no," she answered con fusedly. "You will excuse me. Dave is hurt. I must go for the doctor," and she ran by us antl down the steps into the rain, liftinp her calico skirts just high enough for us to see that her pretty feet were but thinly covered with lipht slippers. Harvey was at her side in an instant. "Pardon me," he said. "Where docs the doctor live? "Only a mile or so," she repiietl with out stopping, "up the road." (She pionoiiiictsi it "rinl" but I am writing this iu Knglislu) Harvey caught her arm, antl pulled her back to the shel tering ixirch. "Put you must not run a mile or so," he cautioned, "in such a storm as this, without hat, shawl, or shtn'S. It would kill you. I will go for the dec tor. My wheel moves faster than your little feet." The girl hesitated a moment antl then, as Harvey stood ready to start away, thain.ed him shortly and gave directions for finding the diK-tor's house. "All right, CiMd-by," he shouted. leaping into the saddle. "You take care of Dave" ' "Oh. dear, I hope he'll hurry!" said the girl turning to me as Harvey ehot out on the road, and sped away through the mud and rain faster than he had ever run from the villain in the play. I thought a reply unnecessary. "Perhaps 1 might assist you," I ven tured. "I am a bit of an amateur physician. May 1 see Dave?" She led the way into the narrow hall way, up the creaking staircase, wall papered at the sides in imitation of white marble, and into a stuffy little chatnWr just under the dripping eaves. A great, de-ep chested, sun burned yo ung fellow lay upon a tiny iron lodstead, while oue muscular leg hung over the edge, shattered anil bleeding. An old woman with soft pray hair and the eyes of the girl Wnt alxive him and called his name again antl again, in tones of the most piteous tenderness. As we entered she turned to my pretty guide, and, regardless of a strange presence, cried: "He is dead. Clemtnie. dead! My Ifcive is dead!" and fell at the side of the little lied, sobbing and crying. The girl quickly glided by me, and placing her hand upon the man's chest, said quietly: "He is not dead only unconscious." I drew near ami saw at once that she was right- The limb had been injured in some fanning accident and an artery broken. I set about to sLty the flow of blood. The girl brought me a bit of tape, and together wo bound it tightly about the bleeding limb, but it was not btrong enough, and the flow was only decreased. - I tore a slip from the counterpane and 1 wound it over the taj e, antl this was a decided improve ment. Meanwhile the poor mother had fainted of nervous exhaustion, and the girl busied herself administering re storatives. I was just W-ginning to wish myself hack on Park row, when Harvey's familiar voiee resounded through the house, antl in another minute he and the doctor.oovered from head to foot with mud, wen with me. "Proupht the doc along on my coast ers." explained Harvey. "His horse-, was too slow for the c-ase." The doctor promptly ordered the girl tore-move her mother, and then with our assistance set the broken Wnes, tKiund up the leg and gave the patient a light injection of morphine I'.y this time the old lady had recovered and was back again. The doctor reassured her in a few words and cautioned against disturbing the sU-eper. "Iet him sleep as long as he w ill." he saitl, "and 111 have him aWut in a fortnight" "A fortnight!" exclaimed the mother. "Why, what will iKfome of the farm? Hewas getting in the hay when Un horse shied, and he went under the rake ami was hurt We cannot do that work. Clemmie can only ltKik after the cows ami chickens antl the garden, and I"m tto frail to help her. Oh! Dave, if we should lose you" turniug to the Wd "it would Wall over." The alacrity with w hich Harvey and I offered to remain on the scene ami play farmhamis until Dave was well was, I thought only equaled by Clctn mie's seconding of the proposition, and we staid. Those three weeks it was three In fore Dave could walk were a Wauti ful Arcadian dream a breath of a life we had never know n W-fore It was all novelty, all interest to us, and Clem mie was a most excellent instructress in the gentle art of farming. Lvery night when we had done milk ing the cows, feeding and watering the stK-k ami all the hundred other things, that rustics have to do, Harvey would say: "There is no getting around it you've got to write a pastoral play for me when we get whare there are jK-n and iuk. If. after this, 1 can't out-Whit-comb Whitcomb and out-Prouty-Prout v I want to know." And it seemed li!:e dreippiug the curtain on the prettiest sort of a play when one sunny August morning we rolled our w heels out antl pointed them for PittsiiehL The trio oftheoldhousesto.nl upon the quaint little perch antl watched us oil up and make ready. Dave was just able t be aUiut and help himself. There were tears in the old moth r's eye w he-n she held our bands ami saitl: "tiood-hy, try sons, ami Cod Ik w ith you. Ynu have lit 1 pod 1.5m to save my Dave, and he will bless you for it. I've always heard that actors and newspaper men were very had, in Iced, but 111 never Wlieve it again. Cmki by." Antl then Dave, on Clemmie's arm, hobbled down to the old vine wound pate, aaiil there we left thcin standinp in the shallow of the great elms and waving a parting t hat we had promise 1 should not be for long. Neither of us had much to say as we glided along at the foot of the emerald hills, ami, for my part tears would have come easier than words. "That was an odd remark of Clem mie's this morning," said llarvey at lengllt, "alKiut losing a ring and mak ing us all swear to return it when found." "I thought so at the time," I an swered. Just then he dived into his coat pock et ami producing his cigarette e-ase opened it with an exclamation of sur prise. "What's wrong?" I queried, riding alongside. In reply he held out the case, and there, on the ciparettes, lay Clemmie's little turquoise rinp. "Shall you keep your promise?" I asked. "Of course," said he, fasteninp the jewel securely to his watch chain. " f course I will but say. you might jHist pone writing that pastoral play for me until I return the ring. There may W a new suggestion for you." Ceorge Taggart, in Journalist C'ooldn't lie ItotK. Some years ago a gentlemnn who was crossing the ferry from New York to Prooklyn was accosted by one of those peripatetic verniers of cheap literature anil newspapers who are found in such pla.-es. "I!uy Pulwer's last Imok?" demantled the boy. in a piercing voice "Only fifty cents, sir!" "Why, I am Pulwer myself," saitl the gentleman, with a merry twinkle in his eye, will ing to have a joke with the Wy. O.t went the youngster, with an air of pre tended awe, but after a short consulta tion with one of his comrades, he re turned and held out. another lKxk. "Puy the 'Women of Knglaml,' sir?" be inquired, with shrill ersistence "Or are you Mrs. Kllis, too, sir?" he added, without the vestige of a smile on bis shrewd little face. The "Women of England" changed bands, antl the newsboy permitted himself the luxury of a low gurgle of laughter as be turned away from the joker. Y'tiuth's Companion. ;oine; I'sr for w rrreedent. It is almut fifteen years since the District of Columbia courts t-easiil to consider CikkI Friday a non-judicial day. In Chief Justice Carter's inurt at that time the old custom was first changed. Said the late Hon. Uichard T. Merrick to the late Chief Justice Cartter: "You will not hold court to-morrow?" "Why not?" said the chief justice "It will le CikkI Friday." answered Mr. Merrick. "Court has never' Wen held on that day." "This eiiurt will be held," declared the chief justice. 'Then," saitl Mr. Merrick. "Your honor will Ik the first Judge who has held court on that day since Pontius Pilate," St Louis Clobe-DcniocraL Her final An.wer. He hail proposed to her in an ex tremely florid antl luxuriant not t. say tropical and soulful, manner, and she hail received it with laughter and merry pities. Naturally, this course of treatment didn't improve his temper. "What do you take me for, anyhow? he asked, furiously indignant Again that provoking laugh. "I don't take you for anything," she replied; "I reject yon utterly. CiwhI evening, sir," and she, left him to his meditations. Detroit Free Press. lil iUiw hu. Cmrimiaui. f o
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