m 12 THE PITTSBURG OISPATCH, SATURDAY, JULY 16. 189 S; PANTHER HARRY'S CORDIAL, A STOItY OF THE ROCKIES IN THE VISTER OF '50, 1VBIXTEN FOK THE DISPATCH BY HENRY HERMAN. Author of "Eagle Joe," "A Leading Lady," "His Angel," "Scarlet Tortune," "For Old Virginia," "Between the Whiffs," "A Dead Man's Story." "The Silver King," "Claudian," Etc., Etc (Copyright, 1S92.-) A stupendous chaos of whites and browns, canopied by a boundless firmament of lead. A rocky mountain solitude, majestic in its awesome desolation, with the icy winds howling, whistling, j-oarinr; through the gorges and the canons, and dashing itself with a frenzied fury against the mighty rocks that rose on all sides, sheer, and steep, and black, save where the flying Enow had found a ledge or.a- tree stem on which to fasten its ghostly palL A moun tain torrent, flinging itself headlong into space from a dizzy height of hundreds of yards, had become a monstrous fantastic sheet of grayish ice, against which the patches of snow which it bore stood out a dazzling white. The lorest giants bent and cracked beneath the iorce of the tempest, and their bare branches, reft from the mother stems, whirled through the snow sodden air, like huge uncanny ravens. Xo sound or sign of man, or beast, or bird of the air in the midst of this ghastly, mail ing, raving, storm-monotony, save one figure that moved slowly and painfully through the blinding hurricane. "Where the rough, snow-covered plateau inclined prairie-wards, and the mountain wilderness seemed to stretch gigantic arms toward the vast plains that lay like a white tea at its feet, barely perceptible through the thick snowy haze, a tall man climbed across the dangerous broken ground. The tnow lay a yard deep everywhere, and every now and then a tieacherous chasm between the uneven boulders threatened a terrible death. The hidden tangle ot unseen creep ers, stripped of all'foliage, and the naked briary network of the underbrush mingled in snaring pitfalls beneath the covering snow, like a vast web of prick-covered whip cord, ready to punish each unwary step. The man appeared to be accustomed to the dangers which would have affrighted many a stanch and stout heart. He seemed to be fashioned ot iron, with a face of glass, against which the whirling snow flakes dashed harmlessly. His long hair clung to his neck and shouldpr like a wave of snow, ' with here and there a patch of black in the midst of the white powdering foam. His beard resembled the frozen waterfall for its grotesque covering ot icicles, and his brown buckskin clothing was covered with brittle patches of glassy gray. There was naught visible of his lace save his shining black eves, lor he had tied a red cotton handker chief acrose his nose and mouth, and it had become a frozen sheet, like the rest of his clothing. The man climbed en downhill undaunted, ilany a time he Slipped, and staggered, and Jell, but rose again, panting; and now and then suppressing a low moan that surged to his throat in spite of him. The rags which be had tied over his hands showed broad red stains through their dingy frozen folds, and he limped more and more painfully as be proceeded on his awful journev. But not a sound escaped him. He might have been a suffering dumb creature struggling tor life against the murderous iury ot the elements. At last the ground sloped more evenly; the fiendish webwork of naked briar and creeper ceased to impede th) foot, and save lor the sheet of snow, a yaruideep, through which the man had to wade, progress was easy and unobstructed. At a sudden turjjof the mountain, nestled J,iiI SlottcTing- puiVf-the foothill vrhicrr sheltered it from the fury of the wind, and surrounded by some threescore of leafless cotton-woods, the traveler espied the low. ' suow-rovered root of a human habitation. The smoke curled away lustily from its clay chimneys, and the warmth ot the fire be neath had melted the white shroud which covered the rest ot its slopes, and thus re vealed the brownish-yellow layer of clay and prairie grass which had served for tiles in its construction. The man strode on, as with a new heart, as the near proximity of life and warmth strengthened his stiffening nerves. His tailing sight grew keener, and he even thought that a sensation of existing pres ence, painful, jet reassuring, leturned to his nearly frozen hands and arms. The huce, projecting hillside deadened: to him the blast ot the tempest, which still raged and rioted overhead, to waste its now vic timless fury until, in its widening sweep, it touched the barren, rolling ulain far inland. The desperate journeyer had reached level ground, and eoon 300 or 400 strides brought him to the log hut that lay so snugly esconced in the protecting shadow of the mountain. The wind had piled a small hillock of snow againstMts side, and no window or opening of any kind was visible. The man plodded his ifeary way around the back of the houe where the warmth of the chimney had transformed the snowy covering of the tilain into a swamp of freezing slush, and again turning the corner, reached the side M wliere the thictly clustered cotton woods had afforded a stanch screen against the drifting flakes. Here the rough bark covered logs, and the clay-filled crevices were still in pristine greenish brown, save for a few white ridges and lines. The wail ing wind was denied its playground here. The daring pioneer hart so cunningly planned and constrncted his house that he defied the elements to bar ingress or egress to or from his wild home. The rough plank door was open when the shivering traveler at least reached it. On 2 threshold stood a tall and lean old man, 's grayish pale face surrounded by a long .-ay beard, and with a veil of sparse silvery air straggling behind him. On the wrin- led brow and cheeks the skin lay in flabby atreaks, and the eyes shone with a hungry luster.' ' When the old man saw the wanderer, he stared at him for a few heart beats' space with feverish, flashing eves, and then a strange little peal of sickly laughter rancr faintly between his bared teeth. He stretched out a "white and bony hand of welcome, but the newcomer held up his blood-stained rags and swiftly entered the bouse, flinging his frozen coverings from liim as he walked. Broad red streaks re vealed themselves upon his hands and face as he unwrapped them, like ugly, deep, newly-cut cashes. The skin, where it was visible, was of a deep purple blue, like dull tempered steeL The old pioneer having rapidlv closed the door, beckoned him to take a seat by the fire which crackled cheerily in the clay chimney at the further end of the room, but the young man shook his head. . "Give me a minnit, he said. "I guess I've got to thaw a bit afore I can say an other word." The old man placed a three-legged stool br the fireside and sat there tor a few moments in a trembling silence. Then ho rose, writhing his arms in the air, as if un able longer to bear the nervous strain. "Whar are the others?" he cried. "Dead," was the hard reply. y "What! Joe, an' Fire-headed Dick an' French Bill, all gone under?" He clutched .his thin bairas if in mortal agony, and his bosom heaved as with lips parted he awaited the answer. "All eone under." 'All?" "Yes, all! They're lyin in the "Wamb dazona, lruz to death." "All! My poor boy with 'em," wailed the old man. "An yew?" he asked. "Have vou brought anythin' to eat?" "Thar's nuthen that -flics or walks alive on the mountin. I've brought nuthen but this." "With that he painfully removed the leather satchel which hung from its strap across his shoulder. It was heavy, and it fell on the deal table with a dull thud. The old man leaped toward it, and tore it open greedily. A number of uneven glittering yellow lumps rolled on the board. "What's this?" yelled the old man. "What in the name of God is this?" "It's gold, Daddy Hays, goldl" was the even-toned reply. The old frontiersman raised his bony arms heavenward. "I sent yew an' the others to fetch food, an yew bring me stones. My poor gell is dyin in tbar. Thar'g bin no food in this house nigh on a week now. I've biled the bark of the cottonwoods an eaten it, as if I wos a hoss. Day an' day, e an' night an' night I've waited, an' " said to myself, 'Painther Harry will live through it all, Painther Harry will bring me meat for my gell, acos he loves her. Painther Harry will save my Nellie, if he'll reach my door step to die on it. An' yew've come back alone, an' yew've left even yewr rifle on the road, and yew bring mc this filthy gold. Can yew eat gold? Can yew eat it? Speak, if yew're not dumb! Take it out of my sir-lit Away with it!" He grasped a feeble handful of the shin ing fragments and flung them into the fire where they rang against the hard baked clay of the chimney. Then he sat donn and buried his face in his hands, and his low moans filled the room as with calls of gaunt death. The young man stood there, with his dark, p'ain-stretched face clouded by the old man's accusation. With slow and diffident step he stole toward him, and laid his blood-stained hands gently on his shoulder. "Don't speak so hard, Daddy Hays," he said, with a heart-breaking quiet. "We found nuthen that we could bring on our selves, but we found this. Thar's bushels whar' thh comes from, and when the wind slows down it'll pay fetchin. I didn't think I'd live through it, an' I'm nigh dead myelf, but the instant minnit I can use my limbs, I'll take that rifle and start out acin. I cavn't go out with these things on. I'd die on the road, an' thar'll be pieces of my skin comin' away with 'cm as it is. But cheer np, Daddy, Nellie . won't die, if Painther Harry kin save her, an' I will save her still." The old man remained dumb in his grief and doubt, while Harry, with agonized efforts, stripped off his ice-covered clothing. In the cornr by the fireside hung a striped Navajo blanket and a couple of moun taineer's buckskin shirts and trousers. Harry strapped the blanket around his waist) and tied strips of fresh rag around his wounded and bleeding limbs. Then he sat down bv the fire, facing Hays. "An Nellie?" he asked at last. "Whar' is she?" Daddy Hays looked up. "In thar." he renlied. "Dead mav be. I ain't had the courage to look this "hour past." "She ain't had nuthen' to eat for how long now?" inquired the young man, a feverish determination gleaming in his eye. ane am t toucued lood lor more tnan eight-and-forty hours now." "Mav I go an' look at her?" "Go!" The young man strapped the blanket a little more tightly and wiped the dripping moisture from his dark hair and beard. In the fitful Bembrandtesque light thrown by the hearth fire, his wiry form, all brawny muscle and sinew, flashed now and then like polished bronze., He might have been a model for Tubal Cain as he stood there, naked to the waist eni b&re-footed, with his blanket reaching the ground like a workman's gown of mythological days, and with his long, dark beard streaming around his manly face. With slow and muffled footfall he stepped to the dark blue blanket which served as a liangins betn een the two rooms. The chim neys of the two comoartments.of the hut were built back to back, and a cherry wood fire was burning in the inner room. As he dropped the hanging blanket and paused for a moment in the half gloom, Harry could barely distinguish his surroundings by the aid ot the smeary, yellow, flickering flames of the logs. At the further end stood a rough low couch, covered with buf falo skins, and upon its rich, deep brown shone the white face of a woman who had been beautiful before the agony of hunger had dragged the rounded cheeks into lined and angular forms, and hail sucked the blood from the cherry-red lips. The bie. grey-blue eyes looked nearly black in the dim light, and they stared vacantly. The fingers, white and worn to the bone, lay upon the bearskin which covered her, like wax models ot dead hands. The young man approached the bed as a repentant pilgrim of old might have drawn nigh to the shrine of the endkied saint whose Intercession he craved. He looked at her, and his brawny limbs trembled and shook as in a palsy while he pictured to himself the lovely, loving and lovable girl whom he had hoped to Call his own, and whom the hand of heaven had thus sorely stricken. She moved not on her couch, nor whispered a word, nor drew a breath but for the slight mo emeu t of the bosom, and for the barely perceptible tremor of the lips she might have been dead already. The big eyes stared, and Harry thought they stared at him and chided him softly, not harshly. The gaze cut through bis heart strings like a red-hot dagger, and he rushed from the room. "She is dyin'," he cried in his agony. "Ain't thar nuthen at all to eat in the place -'-nuthen nor a drink o' whisky nuthen nuthen?" His searching glance traveled around the room unavailingly. The shelves were bare. "Thar ain't a morsel, nor a drop, and thar hasn't bin these two days," answered 'the old man, with a choking voice. "An' she'll die," Harry cried, "if she'll get no food?" "Yes, die," echoed the pioneer. "Die, like Joe and Bill and Dick, aud yew and I will follow her." The vounc: man flew at the cupboard and flung the dishes and plates aud bottles and cups and jugs it contained on the floor in a clattering confusion. He dived into every nook, he ransacked every corner, he swept, the boards for possible crumbs, and turned the bottles for any nqurishing drops they might contain. Not a mite, not an atom of food, not a diop ot liquor was-there. Then he took down the rifle which hung I on a peg on the wall, and, naii-naitra as ne was, he opened the door and walked out into the slush and the snow. The wind, even in its weakened forces, was icy and cut him like a thousand whips. He walked all round the house, but no living thing, no bird or game of any kind, was to be seen. -Nothing anywhere but the great white pall of snow and the dark brown of the rocks and trees below and the endless gray sky above. Shivering and trembling, he returned to the hut and closed the door against the glacial blast. "It ain't no use," he said, bitterly. "I knoned it warn't no use, but I thought I'd try." He sat down for a few minutes in a silent tremor, with bis elbows upon the table and hishead upon his hands. , On a sudden he jumped up like one mad. His eyes glowed as with an inspiration that might hare been holy. "By the livin' God," he cried, '-'she shall not die my Nell ray darling Nell, You shall not die of, hunger while Painther Harry is alive no no no. Thank God an' His mercy that I've thought of it afore il warn't too late."' "What do yew mean? What are yew goin' to do?" Hays demanded, looking at him with feverish eyes. "Don't ask," Harry replied. He gasped for breath between each sentence. '"I'll save her but don't ask. Let me and say nutuen." . "But I'm dyin', too," whined the old man. "I'm goln blind, an' I'm help! help!" The yoice became fainter, and the pio neer's wasted form did from his seat and rolled sideways on the floor. Harry bent over him and looked into the starving map's face. Then he rose slowly and haggardly. His lips were tightly closed and be bit them. "She first," he said, after a slight .pause. "Mr darling first, I'll save him after ward." He went to the table and opened the drawer. As he felt abont there for a knife his left hand touched the little piles of golden ore that lay on the table. , With a furious sweep of the hand he sent them flying on the floor. "Gold?,rhe cried.. "Gold! All the gold in the world ain't worth a crust o' bread.' IL Painther Harry selected the sharpest and the most pointed of the knives he found in the table drawer and took from the' shelf whereon it stood a big drinking cup made from the horn of a buffalo. Then he gathered up a few strips of the rags he had left lying "nearby, and after glancing for a brief second at the motionless figure of the old frontiersman, he raised the blue blanket curtain and stepped into the inner room. The girl was lying white and silent as be fore, with a death-like, peaceful smile wreathing her parted lips. Harry stole to the couch and looked into the girl's eyes. A merest gleam of a heart breaking recognition flickered there like a stray and feeble sunbeam and vanished. The young man dropped on one knee by the side of his dying bride, and grasping her cold and humid Hand, covered it with his kisses. "Oh! my God!" he cried, in the terror of his heart, "grant that it may not be too late grant that it may not be too late." He took the knife he had brought and with one swift'and desperate movement cut a great gash into his left arm. The steam-, ing blood spurted over his face and chest, but he dashed the horn cup to the wound with a lightning-like swing, aud the hot fluid gushed into it He felt his face grow red and white by turns, and a strong tremor filled his frame, but he kept a tight hold of the horn until he knew that his blood was trickling into it more and more slowly. Then he satisfied himself that the cup was nearly full to the brim, though his head swam", 'and the walls and the couch and the girl upon it appeared to him to turn round in a hazy whirl. He crept to the couch side with the love ot a lite beaming in his dark eyes, tiently, tenderly as a woman might hare done, he inserted his right arm beneath the girl's shoulders, and rais ing her drooping head with a solicitous care, he held with his left the cup to her lips, though he felt the blood still flow from his arm in a warm stream. The half-open lips admitted a few drops, then the head sank back, as a gasping thrill pervaded the slen der frame. Harry softly pressed the cup again to his love's lips and a few more drops passed. Then he waited a dozen seconds, while his sight grew dimmer, and his temples throbbed as in fever. Again he placed the cup to the white lips, and he was nappy to see a few more drops of his life's blood rush ins to save her whom he loved so well. Time after time during the next hour he repeated his work of merer, until at last the glassy eyes brightened with the signs of reviving life, and a dim smile beamed there. The cold figure seemed to warm into pulsating vigor, the bosom heaved in more visible evenness, and at last a sigh, long drawn, escaped from it Then Harry on a sudden felt all around him grow dark. His wounded arm burned as in a raging fever, and he swayed as he "knelt by his Nellie's couch. "I've done what, I could," he muttered. "Goodbv, Nellie, Goodby, darling. Good by. Goodby!" "He stretched out a wildly tumbling hand, and fell face foremost on the floor. The sun of a bright winter morning glowed, an orb of red fire, on a horizon of silrer, which graduated westward into a pale, steely blue. Around the hut where Painlhor Harry lav. horses neiched and nawed the snowv ground, while the air was astir with cheery human voices. A score of Uncle Sam's Dragoons, un recognizable as soldiers under the oddest and most varied assortment of fur clothing, tramped up and down by the tethered horses, swinging their arms and stamping their feet to keep their limbs warm, in the keen and bitingly brisk atmosphere. Within, three or four men, two of them in the uniform of officers of the United States caralry, werebusy attending to the needs of poor Nellie, .who sat, pale and shamefacedly, on her couch, looking with frightened gazelle eyes at her lover, whose wounds one of the men was dressing. "A fine fellow that, doctor!" exclaimed a boisterous lieutenant of Dragoons. "I wonder how he came by that gash in the arm. The place is swimming in blood. Is he all right?" "Bight as rain," the surgeon replied. "He hasn't poisoned his constitution with whisky of late. He'll be up and doing in a day or two." "And the old man?" asked the officer. "There's life in the old dog lor many a day to come yet. But don't you go and teed him with rancid pork and molasses. A stomach that's been, starring for a week or two can't stand that" The story of Painther Harry's Cordial is told to this day by many a pioneer's fireside out West The gold which Harry dlscoreredat such an awful cost did not ruffle the even tenor of his and Nellie's homely lives. (The End.) Special Announcement. The Pittsburg Female College building fs undergoing thorough repairs, and the pupils for the coming: year are assured everything that can be done lor their comfort and wel fare. Important additions have been made to the faculty, both in the school depart ment and the Conservatory of Jluslc. The fall term begins on September 15, and a most piosperous season is anticipated. Special Seashore Excursion via Pennsylva nia Railroad Thursday, July 21. A special train leaves Union station at 8:50 A. v., composed of Full man pailor cars and day coaches. Tickets also valid on tegular trains that date, leav ing at 4:30. 7:10 and 8:11) p. St. Sleeping cars on night trains. The rate is tlo from Pitts burg; propoi tionato low rates lrom points east. Good 12 days, embracing privilege of either Atlantio City, Sea Isle City or Ocean, and good to stop off at Philadelphia on re turn trip. July Clraranca Sa'e Of gauze and Jersey underwear, ladles' waists, muslin underwear, corsets, gloves, silk mitts, laces, embroideries, flouncings, etc., at special low prices to close re maining stock, at IL J. Lynch', 138-110 Market street. Thssu KEAI, ESTATE SWINGS BANK, MM, 401 Smlthfleld Street, Cor. Fonrth Avenne. Capital, $100,000. Surplus, $75,000. Deposits of $1 and upward reoeivedand interest allowed at! per cent. tts fixcnrslon to Wheeling ToOIorrow. Bate, $1 50 the round trip. Train leaves B. & O. it. It. depot at 8:10 a. x. B Bed and blaok ants will leave your house and never return the instant yon sprinkle a little Bugine in the places they lrequcnr, 25 cents at all dealers. Small in size, great In results: De Witt' Little EailyBUers. Best pill for constipation best for sick beadaclio and lour stomach. There is no time like the present to save money. Start with the People's Savings bank, 81 Fourth arenuc. its Go to Steinmann's, 105 Federal street, for fine spectacles. Thssu Axoobtuba Bitten are the best remedy lor removing indigestion. PLEA FOR GOOD ROADS from a Traveler' Who Knows Bow Foreign Countries Beat America. WAKEHAN IN OLD CHUECH TOWNS Exeter's Environment, Funny ispect and Kplle Cathedral. SOME OP THE PLEASUBES OF THE E0AD roRBispoNDESciorrHBDisrATcri. Exeteb, England, July 7, Nature wears other aspects than those of sunshine and gladness in these "tight little" British islands. The rain falls as though tumbled upon you by mischievous el res who hare 'watched for your unwary cominp, and the fogs and mists flap about the hills and mountains and slap the faces of the glens and valleys like a ship's unstaid sails ponnding its deck in a storm. But you find a sorereignty of elation and exultation in wandering alone among the historic and scenic glories of any land. A good staff or stick, a stout pair of legs, a receptive mind and abore all a cheery and sympathetic heart whatever your luck, are the regal companions for such loitering?. And nature nerer fails to appear to single devotees at her myriad doors and windows with radiant welcbmings. How witching is even this foggy morning, half disclosing the wondrous charms of valley, mead and s tream ! At times scarcely can your hand be seen before you for the stranse eddies, curlings and fantastic convolutions of the fog. There is your road, hard as "British conservatism," beneath your feet one of the best and surest and most beautiful ways in all the world, bringing to the heart of the American wanderer upon it the keen and patriotic pang that those of his grander land are shamed by honest comparison. Hard Facts for the Traveler. Even in the drizzle and fog you cannot mistake both of these hard facts. "What may be to the right or left or before, your fancy quickened by the morning's awaken ing life, intensified by near and far mysteri ous sounds, can alone locate or divine. Tramp, tramp, tramp, bravely as you may, these grow into consciousness so imperative of recognition that, despite yourself, ever and again you stop to listen. , Drip, drip, drip from the leaves of tho hedges into water basins of solid rock, the great drops striking like silrer pellets upon swinging glass; until the very chimes of the fairies are rung in your ears beside the road. Not a rod away, but invisible, rivulets ot the night's making wimple from rocks to pool, in all manner of melodic runs, from the staccato of tenor trills to the barytone minors of state psalms. Just at your side perhaps a goose will suddenly hiss, as if reaching its long neck from fog hidden door puddle to snap at you from behind the curtaining mist Beyond Or behind some chained dog, making a dis mal hewgag of kensel door and chain, leaps in and out, baying to his peasant master of untimely footsteps. Over your head the restless abrasion of boughs whisper that the leaves, from their weight of log cups, sigh and moan as if impatient of their sun less prisoning. Hedge branches crackle from the water weight, as in the frost bat tles of approaching winter. Sonnds Heard From the Road. Here and there, as the heavy breezes more a trifle, come the hesitant pipe of stirring bird, the patter of wild hares' feet upon the slippery leares, the shuffling scamper of some skulking pheasant, the complaining chatter ot rooks and daws, the halt-caught, hoarse resonance of .hidden waterfall, while faint and tar and strangely muffled, from little hamlets in the distance, the notes of school bells steal faintly along the folds of the clinging mist Slaking vour way'is sometimes like push ing through impalpable banks ot snow. But in the cheery old English inn, in the pres ence of muffins white as snow, bacon crisp and brown, and omlet as yellow as a frost painted beech leaf, a jug of "clotted" cream as sweet as a nut kernel and a fragrant brew ing of tea in the delft pot under the "cosey," you have reason to rejoice in the blood tinirle that comes from doimr a half dozen miles before breakfast over a perfect road, through a genuine British fog. It was on such a morning that I came over the east Devonshire hills and halted at a wayside inn, still high up among their wooded heights, as I neared the old cathe dral tbwn ot Exeter. Good Roads Shorten Lone Journeys, As the fog lifted I could see from my inn window cart after cart jogging comfortably on to the Saturday market day sales in Ex eter. From the bustling good wife of the inn I inquired the distance they had come. "From 'round about Bow, Coppiestone and North Tawton," she answered. "And how tar is the farthest of those places?" I asked. ".North Tawton may be likes 10, or 13 mile, sir, at least from Exeter." I told her I thought that a good distance for a heavily laden cart drawn by only one horse. "Contrarywise," she retorted cheerily, "many comes from far beyond Eggeslord and Chumleigb, 25 mile, sir, by hill and dip; and many carts, sir, do' be loaded as heary as a ton and a half and two tons, sir. American beasties 'aren't the might of Devon cattle, I am told, sir, ".she concluded half quizzically. Quite right she was, I told her. And I clipped the wings ot her Deronshlre pride by also relating, may the saints forgire mel how we did not require" that sort of cattle in America; as we had railways between all villages, all over our farms (I could have truthfully said railway mortgages), did chores oh roller skates, and went to the milking and visited neighbors on tram cars propelled by electricity; for all ot which she made me pay handsomely at the reck oning. excellent Highways of Enilanrl. That morning, all the way to Exeter, alongside those huge carts which bowled along under their great loads as easily as over a cathedral floor, and in a thousand other places on the highways of England, Ireland and Scotland, I have inexpressibly longed for the power to bodily transfer some of these grand old roads to our coun try; to make American millionares, who may still hare American pride left in them, see their beauty, magnificence and utility be rond those of all things money and patriot ism can gire to communities; and to compel American farmers to know what might be the matchless independence of their lives and living with these perfect defenses tor their toil and homes and granaries against most of ,the monopolistic and '"corner" abominations ot our land. I set out to write about Exeter; but this snbject of better American roads will not down. In fire years' time I have tramped along 3,000 miles of British roads. Each time I step my leet npon their broad, firm, eren surface every drop of American blood in me tingles with shame at the thought of the mud pikes and bottomless road sloughs of our own splendid country rich, great and strong enough to match the roads of Europe without a week's delay. Aud yet lor fire months of erery rear, and in a lesser degree for the other seAen, halt of the people ot our farming communities are im prisoned and impoverished helplessly at home. Not All the Itoads Are Old. As one result the people of the whole country pay,in an indirect road tax, through annual sharp advances on all food necessi ties of life, all ot which the farmers lose, a sum each year enormdus enough to main tain a superb roads as England anywhere possesses, around everr section of cultiva ble land in the entire United States. But our wise American economists, and our un wise and often suspicious and shiftless farmers who. in the fall, winter and early spring months, prefer to resentfully brood orer their filled and rotting granaries and buildlng'new political parties rather than build good roads, both retort: "AbJbut the grand English roads you io glibly write about ,hare been centuries in building. How can we. accomplish, in a year.or geneVatlon, what has required 2,000 years' labor for perfection there?" This would be good argument were it true. But it is not There is not a British, .or for that matter a European, stone road in existence that was not originally at pnee constructed to absolute completion, when ever begun and however long it may have been maintained. And, with European governmental and social conditions incon ceivably hard upon peasant populations, wherever these roads exist the condition of the people is incomparably more happy and prosperous than where they do not; while land values have invariably been in creased from 100 to 1,000 per cent Anuria'! More Recent Experience. Not so many years ago Austria built nearly 2,000 milea of stone highway up and down and from end to end of Galioia, or Austrian Poland. Prerious to that time, materially,anomore wretched, God forsaken land existed on the face of the earth. What was the result? In less than ten years' time these roads did more for the 6,000,000 people of Austrian Poland in material and social advancement than all the churches, all the books, all the newspapers, all the 'battles, all the railways and all the govern 'ments had ever accomplished for them from the days of Mieczyslaw and Boleslas to the day these roads were done. Cannot some of the expensive and high art frills of that great Columbian Exposi tion at Chicago be trimmed a little, and thus make room for a road exhibit not in inaccessible dabs and bits in a dozen differ ent departments, but in one generous and comprehensive department? The millions of visitors, including city and suburban folk erery where uhose health and pleasure largely depend on good roads, as well as farmers whose betterment and comfort would be incalculably augmented by per fect roads, might thus carry away with them a knowledge and purpose which would not only add billions to onr national wealth, but make, in good time, our broad land bloom and blossom fairer than the sweetest farden spotB in all this old and worn out lurope. i England's Splendid Cathedrals. With such thoughts as these I came with the carts and cartmen, along the brow of the hills skirting the noble valley of the Exe, to ancient Exeter, which looks far away to the warm green sea that beats upon the red cliffs of Deron. Coming one by one to England's splendid cathedrals, you will at least surely remem ber of them all those impressions upon your mind and heart which seemed most power fully characteristic of each. In the sense of architectural distinctire ness Exeter cathedrals will remain in your memory remarkably distinguished from all other English cathedrals. Their plans in variably comprise a huge central tower and smaller towers at the west end. Here are towers crowning the transept. This does away with the usual tour cumbersome arches architecturally separating nave and choir, and permits the grandest uninter- jupicu view ui vuuii aim vma oi wie entire pave and choir to be found in England. Two other structural peculiarities are seen in this cathedral. The choir and the nave are of equal length, and throughout the whole edifice the openings are wide and low, rather than narrow and lofty. The latter feature contributes greatly, along with the emphatic feeling that the structure is not a hodgepodge of "restoration," but one great design, to a sense in the beholder of indescribable breadth and spaciousness. Whatever else you may feel within Exeter Cathedral, which has stood here practically as you now see it for certainly more than GOO and perhaps more than 800 years, it will remain in your memory as the one cathe dral of England which must stand as the highest expiession in consecrated stone of perfect dignity and repose. Edoar L. Wakeman. OZE3IJESS- A N communications should be addressel to the Chefs Editor. P. O. Box 483. The Pittsburg Chess Club meets at the Pittsburg Library, Penn avenue. The Allegheny Chess Club meets at Dr. Aimer's Flail, North avenue, Monday and Thursday even ings. Solverswho understand the German notation are requested to use it. Problem Tourney No. 1 closes with problems published to-day. PROBLEM NO. 217. IFor Dispatch Problem Tourney No, 1,1 Motto: "Buse de guerre." Black: 9 piecos. the - yix. wi ' a WM x a & vyyyy??? YMyzm zwZovs a Ji?w? sKJ kSwS ! m of ! m m&m m wm mm t wm mm fg$& up gs up ,iiyj vJm lUl vlwA W ? wfm (iWSw. w&, i wk m iii 'A WA l&i V..i'f. WA WM $SS WM mi m k m White: 10 pieces. White mates in three moves. PKOBLEMlfO. 218. t For Dispatch Problem Tourney No. 1.J Motto: "SMrmishinn;." Black: 5 pieces. White: 1 pieces. White mates in three moves. GAME ENDING NO. 45. Washington Star. Black Amateur. Wit MM a. WM HP m mm m tM i HI HP imi m iir ill msim mm m m m iiJ White A. Asoharin. White to play and draw. SOLUTION. White, Black. LQBTch KxQ White. Black. 5, UKt8ch KxP 8. B Kt 7 ch EQ1 17. It Kt 8 oh, etc 2. P Q 0 ch it K 3 8.PxKoh KK1 . Fjclit ch , KQ1 And draws by perp.etu.il check. SOLUTION TO No. 206. .Motto: TO0ENEY PRQBLEMS "It does not." Black. White. yvniie. QK6 PxQ R Q oh RKta. QBioh EB6 KK2CU Three Variations. Motto: "Let him try." Blaok. White. No. 207. White. mm mm mM, w wm. HH Ww. M. $S& WM Hi m Wk WM WM WM WM wa H m m wm gf n n M' wm' wd ''wB' SP RJ Wm ($ H ll WM Wm m Wm WM WM SUMMER t 40 J FIRE WITH ECZEMA My baby had eczema. Oh, bis tor taring agonies I Tried two hospitals and seven doctors in this city, no benefit. Tried Cuticuba Remedies, relief was immediate. In nine weeks was entirely cured. Now as fair a boy as any mother could wish. . Mrs. M. FERGUSON, 86 W. Brookline St., Boston. SKIN OFF, FACE RAW Short time after birth baby broke out with erup f" tion. The sldn was peeled oftVhe face n.ffciiu was almost raw. Family doctor said 1 5 notmuchtobedone. We tried several S ft remedies, all failed. Then tried Cuti rg citra Remedies. Did not think they would amount to much, but the result ras wonderful. One set cured the child. W. A. BANG, 174 William St., Newark, N. J. ERUPTION "FROM BIRTH Mr baby bor suffered from birth with eczema. His little neck, arms, and thighs were one raw and ei- Ssed miss of red and inflamed flesh. is sufferingswere intense. No rest for us day or night. Doctors failed L to relieve. Tried CtrncoRA. It worked wondrously, relief imme diate, curs speedy and complete. WM. A. GARDNER. 184 E. 123d StiN.Y. Everything that is cleansing, purifying, and beautifying for the skin, scalp, and hair of infants and children the Cuticuba Reme dies will do. They afford instant relief, and a speedy cure in the most agonizing of itch ing and burning eczemas and other itching, scaly, and blotchy skin and scalp diseases and point to a speedy, permanent cure. Bad Complexions Pimples, blackheads, red, rough and oily skin, summer rashes, tan. freckles, and sun burn, bites and stings of insects, pre- vented and cured by CimcuRA Soap, " most effective skin purifying and beau tifying soap in the world. Only pre- ventive of nimnles. because ; umy ypre- veutive of clogging 1 f the pores. KtQS KzR KK3 KtKTch RBich RxKt Other 32 xRm Sell Four Variations. Ko. 203. Motto: "Klein aber tneln White. lilaolc. White. Kt Q 5 Kt (Kt 7; any KQ8 lIxKt P KxKt QKS QxKtP QxB QxB QxQ P KtxKPm KtzKtPm BB3 BiQ Kt (B 7) any Six Variations. Solutions to nil three reoelved from L. E. Johns. B. . Lutton, Dr. J. K. McCanco John H. Tracy and Eugene Woodard. GAME NO. 141. Fonrth game in the tceent Blnckhnrne Laikor mutch, played May 31, 1892, at the British Chess Club. Queen's Fawn Openinsr. ON I h 14 Mm plv-5 V? AV B'auk. Blacktmrne. 12. P Q K 3 B K 2 13. KtK2 U. Q B 2 15. PB5 16. BxP li.BKJ 18. Ca. K R 19. I'Kl QKt3 PxP P K Kt-3 Cns. K It Kt It 4 KtB2 BB3 ItKl BKc2 20. P B 1 t PKB 22. liKKtl Black Blackburne. White Lasker. 23. BB2 24. B Kt 2 25. UKB1 28. BK1 27. BxKt 28. Kt Kt 3 29. KtxBP 3J. QxB 31. QKt5 32. UxQ 33. KxKt 34. 11 Q 2 35. Bxl 38. K K 2 37. It 11 3 Q B5 KtQ4 PKB4 QKS PxB RK Bl RxKc Kt K 6 QxQ KtxH K K B 1 PKK3 KK2 KKt 3 KB! 3S. KB3 EQ1 PB4 KQ6 Bill KxP BK2 BK5 KKt 3 BK8 KK5 K P. 4 Bxl' B K 4ch Resigns. 39. BK3 40. I'xP 41. KKt 3 42. P Kt 4 43. It Kt 8 44. K Kr 7 45. K B 7cil 46. BxP 47. KK4 43.PB Ssh 49. PQ B6 80. KxP 51. B Q 4 PIIOTOGK VPHSfrora Homestead InTOI! DISPA1CII to-morrow. Everyone In Town Would prefer being; excused from a surgical operation when they couki he positively cured of piles by ntlas Hill's Pile Pomade. A printed suaranteo with each package. Price, $1; six packager, $5. By mall. For sale by Joseph Fleming A 3on, 412 ilaiket attcet. w White. Iiskcr. L PQ4 PQ4 2. KKtB3 KKt B3 3. PK3 BKt5 4. P B I BxKt 5. PxB P II 3 6. Kt I! 3 P K A 7. QKt3 ,QB2 8. B Q 2 Q Kt Q 2 9..PB3 J'lP 10. B.T.P Kt Kt 3 11. B Q 3 Q Kt Q 4 I WlPI s mm jA a vw& m&a m M m m ! WM x WM WWt x. WM 'WA WM WA WM a wA m m m 1 I l mi wk Hi Si for Infants and Children "Caatorla Is so weH adapted to children that I recommend It aa superior to any prescription known to me." n. A. Ancnzn, IL D., Ill So. Oxford St., Brooklyn, N.Y. "The nse of Castoria' la so uniyersal and Its merits so well known that It seems a work of supererogation to endorse It. Few are the intelligent families who do not keep Castoria within easy reach." . CiBLOs mwrx D.D., New York City. .Late Pastor Bloomingdale Reformed Church. Th Czstavk HEW ABVERTISEMKJ.-T. HUMORS OF INFANCY When the pores open freely, is the time of all others to cure heat humors, itchingand burning eczemas, scaly and blotchy erup tions, and everyspecies of tortur ing and disfiguring skin and scalp diseases, with loss of hair. At no other time are the celebrated Cuticura Remedies so speedy, effective, and economical. Cured by ITCHING BURNING SORES My little girl was troubled with itch ing, burning sores. Doctor called it Italian Itch. He doctored her three months, did not do her any good. Every part of her person was covered with sores, excepting head. After tak ing CcncuKA Remedies two weels the itch stopped, and in four weeks the sores were all gone. CHARLES M. GRONEL, Conshohocken, Montgomery Co., Fa. BAD ECZEMA ON BABY Our baby boy, four months old, had bad case of eczema. Head was a solid sore. Three doctors did not help him. Hands tied sixteen weeks. Mittens on his hands to prevent his scratching. CuncciTA Remedies cured him, and we recemmena itmcuRA to otners. GEO.B. and JANETTA HARRIS, Webster, Ind. WORST FORM ECZEMA Baby had eczema, worst form. Baffled the best doctors here. The little sufferer was in agony eiht months. Then began with Cuticura Remedies. In two months the awful disease had ceased its verge ance. No trace could be seen of it. ana my aarling coy was cured. J. A. NICOLES, Bunker Hill, Ind. Parents and all having the care of chil dren should know that no remedies ever compounded in the history, of medicine have performed the wonderful cures daily made by theCuncURA Remedies, whichare in truth the greatest skin cures, blood purifi ers, and humor remedies of modern times. Cures made in childhood are permanent. Luxuriant Hair Is produced by the CtmcuRA Soap. It strikes at mc cause 01 oryt uun ana lauuig hair, cleanses the scalp cf irrits ttons, scales and crutt stimulates the hair follicles, and destroys mU croscopic injects nhlch feed on the hair, and hence succeeds when all other methods fail. OIL TVEM. SUM-LIES. OIL WELL SUPPLY 00.', 91 and 92 Water Street, PITTSBURG, PA. no3-53-TT8KOSn After 19 Years of Trial, E L A I 1ST E, TIIE- FAMILY SAFEGUARD OIL, If conceded to be the l.'et and bales; UI. Known. ELAINE. M.VBB VAKIE IX QUALIfl Cannot be Exploded. t In the rerv hleli"t eraIo o' refine-! petroleum, from which. In the process oJ mannfaotnro, every Impurity has boon elim inated. Klalne t freo from benzine and parnfllna-. it will never chill In the coldest temperature known on this continent. In color, Klaino Is prinj-water white, an I Its "Are test" Is so high as tomake It 3 abso lutely isafo as any llluminant known. Having no disagreeable odor, x.iino is ,t pleasant oll'lor lamily use. Can be Bnrael in Any Petroleum Lam?. A POSITIVE PUOTECTIOJ. FROM LAMr EXPLOSIONS. MIKES TIH SAFEST AND BEST LIGHT KXOW.V. ELAINE ! TMSSF OIL. 100 Million Gallons ELAINE ".old in 13 Tears From 1873 to 18U Elaine cannot bo improved upon. WARDEN & OXNARD, MANUFACTURERS fel PITTSBURG. PA. JAS. M'NEIL & BR0., SlIEETIIEON- BOILERS, PLATE AND WORK. SHEKT-IRON PATENT A MJ EALING BOXES. With an increnaed capacity and hydraulic machinery, we are prepared to furnish all work in our line cheaper and better than by the old methods. RepaiiiUK and uenernl machine work. Twenty-ninth utrect and Allegheny Valley Railroad. felibU-T Castoric, cores Colic, Constipation, Sour Stomach. Diarrhoea. Enictutlnn. Sills Worms, gives sleep, and promotes dl- Without injurious medication. " For several years I haro recommended Sour Castoria, and shall always continue to o so as It has Invariably produced beneficial results." Edwix F. Pardsi. JL D., H10 Wlnthrop," lSSth Street and Tin Ava, New York City. Commht, 77 Mobeat Stbxzt, New Yoas. It is the season of all others to forever cleanse the blood, skin, and scalp of- all impurities and hereditary elements, which, if neglected, may become life-long afflictions. Parents, think of this. Save your children years of physical and mental suffering by reason of torturing and disfigur ing humors and diseases. Cuticura BABYRAW AS BEEFSTEAK Baby very sick with eczema when three months old. Had home doctors and specialists. Got worse all tho tune. Whole body raw as beefsteak. Hair gone. Expected him to die. Sick six months before we tried Coticcras. No faith in them but in two months he was entirely cured. Not a spot on him now and plenty of hair. Mes. FRANK BARRETT, Winfield, Mich. TERRIBLE ITCHING Baby three months old, broke out with white pimples on red surface, itching was terrible, scabs formed on head and face- Used everything could hear offive months. Grew worse all the time. Purchased Co tjcuka Remedies. In three weeks there was not a sore or pimple, not even a scar. Mes. OSCAR JAMES, Woodston, Kas. BABY ONE SOLID SORE vysw Baby two months oId Head, arms, jsF fcct hands each one solid sore. Doc lUU SUU VIVlJUlIU I.UV UV JAM gVAAl Without faith tried Cuticura Rime dies. InoneweektbesoreswerewelL Now fat baby. Sound as a dollar. Mas. BETTIE B1RKNER. Lockhart, Texas. CcncuKA Remedies are sold throughout the world. Price, Ccticura, the great Skin Cure, 50 cents; Ckticuka SOAP, 25 cents; Cuticura Resolvent, the new Blood Puri fier, S1.00. Prepared by the Potter Druo and ChemicAl Corporation, Boston. "All About the Skin, Scalp, and Hair," 64 pages, 300 diseases, mailed free. For Baby's Skin Baby blemishes, rashes, chafings, irritations, and innammation ot tne skin and scalp. with dry, thin, and falling hair, pre vented and cured by Ct-ncunA Soap.s Most soothing, healing, and purifying skin soap in the world, as well as the p jrest and sweetest of toilet and nursery soaps. B. FBIDfly AND SflTUBDAY. Irtfs Blouse faisis. Fine White Lawn, embroidered front, collar and cuffs, Were S2.50, are $1.75. Were $1.75, are $1.25. Were $1.25, are $1.00. Were Si.oo, are 75 C. The latter trimmed in both white and colored embroidery. ALL WHITE WAISTS and WHITE with figured lawn collars and cuffs, 75c values at 60c. About 10 dozen BOYS' STRIPED MADRAS BLOUSE WAISTS, the "tough as leather" sort, well suited to the average boy; 65 cents they've always sold for. At this special sale go for 50c Each. Large lot of BOY'S COLORED PERCALE WAISTS, stripes, figures, singly and combined, good colors. Pay a third more, or come for these at 50c Each. At Hosiery Department new lot LADIES' ELACK RICHELIEU RIBBED LISLE HOSE. We closed this special line for agent and share benefit with customers at 35c a Pair, 3 Pairs for Si. LADIES' FAST BLACK COT TON HOSE, double heel and sole, still take the palm for long-wearing qualities, 25c and 35c a Pair. LADIES' FAST BLACK SILK PLATED HOSE, double heel and toe. A continuous demand for them proves their worth, 50c a Pair. LADIES' BLACK PURE SPUN SILK HOSE, double sole, high spliced heel, $1.00. Assorted lots, of hosiery on coun ter, 25c, 35c, 40c, 50c to S1.50 values, reduced 15c, 20c, 25c, 35c to$. See Black Silk. Polka Spot Laces with Chantilly edge, 9 inches wide, I2c; 13 inches wide, 5cpcr yard. REMARKABLE. S & BUHL ALLEGHENY. Jy ELITE PHOTO GALLERY, 616 MAbKEP SXBEKTi CABINETS $1.00 PER DOZEN. No stairs to climb. my-TTS Um tha-elevator. 3 r B & 3
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