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THE .SCTL1NT0N TBIBUNB SATUBDAYvMOIOTNO, MAY 30, 1896.
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- - . . " " ." By .; STEPHEN CRAKE
Author of "The Red Badge of Courage.'
foj jright. lift, by Bacbell.r, Johnson sod Bschallan
When the able-bodied clttscns of the
villas formed a company and marched
way to the war. Major Tom Boldln as
immed In a manner the burden of the
village cares. Everybody ran to him
when they felt obUged to discuss their
affairs. The sorrows of the town were
dragged before him. His little bench
at the sunny side of MlBglesville tav
ern became a sort of an open court
where people came to speak resentfully
of their urievances. He accepted his
position and struBRled manfully under
the load. It behooved him as a man
who had seen' the sky red over the
quaint low cltiea of Mexico and the com
pact northern bayonets gleaming on
the narrow roads.
One warm summer day the major sat
asleep on his little bench. There was
a lull In the tempest of discussion whJch
usually enveloped him. His cane, by
use of which he could make the moat
tremendous and hnpressiye gestures,
HE GAVE A SHRILL WHOOP,
reposed beside him. His hat lay upon
the bencn. ana ms om nam ucuu
swung far forward until his nose ac
tually touched the first button of his
waistcoat. ,
The sparrows wrangled desperately
111 the road, defying perspiration.
Once a team went Jangling and creak
ing post, raising a yellow blur of dust
before the soft tones of the field and
sky. In the long grass of the meadow
across the road the Insects chirped and
clerked eternally.
Suddenly a frowzy-headed boy ap-??ir?-.l
In the roadwny, his bar? feet
nattering rupldly. He was extremely
excited. He gave n shrill whoop as he
discovered the sleeping major and
rushed toward him. He created a ter
rific panic among some chickens who
had been scratching intently near the
major's feet. They clamored In an in
eimlty cf fear, and rushed hither nnd
thither Keeking n way of edenpe. where
as In reality till ways lay plainly open
to them.
This tumult caused the major to
arouse with a sudden little Jump fif
amazement nnd apprehension. He
rubbed ills eyes and gazed alniut him.
Meanwhile hoiiih clever chicken had
discovered a passage to safety and led
Hie tloek into the garden, where they
squawked in sustained alarm.
Panting from his run and choked
with terror, the little boy stood before
the major, struggling with a tale that
was ever upon the ftp of his tongue.
"Major now major"
The old man, roused from a delicious
slumber, glared Impatiently Ht the lit
tle hoy. "Come, come! What's th'
matter with yen?" he demanded.
"What's th' matter? Don't eland there
shaking. Speak up."
"Lot's is th' matter," the little boy
shouted, valiantly, with ft courage
born of the Importance of his tale.
"My ma's chickens 'us nil stole an'
now he's over In th' woods."
"Who Is? Who Is over in the woods?
On ahead."
"Xow-th1 rebel Is!"
"What?" roared the major.
"Th" rebel," cried the little boy, with
the last of his breath.
The major pounced from his bench in
tempestuous excitement. He seized
the little boy by the collar and gave him
a great Jerk. "Where? Are yen sure?
Who saw 'im? How long ago? Where
Is he now? Did you see Mm?
The little boy, frightened at the ma-.
Jor's fury, began to sob. After a mo-,
rnent he managed to stammer: "He
now he's In the woods. I saw 'im. He
looks ugller'n any thin'."
The major released his hold upon the
boy, and, pausing for a 'time, indulged
In a glorious dream. Then ho said:
"By thunder! we'll- ketch- th' cus.
You woit here," he told the boy, "an'
don't say a word, f anybody. Do yeh
hear?"
The boy, still weeping nodded, nnd
the major hurriedly entered tho Inn.
He took down from the pegs an awk
ward, smooth-bore rllle and carefully
examined tho enormous precussion cap
that was fitted over the nipple. Mis
trusting the cap, he removed It and re
placed it with a new one. He scruti
nized the gun . keenly, as If he .could
judge in this manner of tho condition of
the load. All. bin movements were de
liberate and deadly.
When he. arrived nnon the . porch , nf
the tavern he. beheld the yard filled with
people. Peter 1 Wltheby; sooty-faced
and grinning, Was In the van. He looked
at the major. "We'll?" he said ' 1
Well?" returned the major bridling.
Well, what's 'che got?" said old
Peter.
"Got?" Got a rebel over In th
woods," roared the major.
At this sentence, the women and boys,
who had gathered eagerly about him,
gave vent to startled cries. The women
had come from adjacent houses, but the
little boys represented the entire vil
lage. They had" miraculously heard
the first whlspy of rumor, and they
performed wonders in getting to the
spot. They clustered around the im
portant figure of the major and gated
In silent awe. The women, nowever,
burst forth. At the word "rebel,"
which represented to them all terrible
things, they deluged the mayor with
questions which were obviously unan
swerable. He shook them off. with violent Im
patience. Meanwhile, Peter Wltheby
was trying to force exasperating Inter
rogations through the tumult to the
major's ears. "What? No! Tes!
How 'd I know?" the maddened veteran
snarled as he struggled with his friends.
"No! Yes! What? How in thunder
d' I know?" Upon the steps of the tav
ern the landlady sat. weeping forlonly.
At last the major burst through the
crowd and went to the roadway. There,
as they all streamed after him, he
turned and faced them. "Now, look a'
here, I don't know any more about this
than you do," he told them forcibly.
"All that I know Is that there's a rebel
over in Smith's woods, an' all I know
is that I'm a-goln' after 'Im."
"But hoi' on a mlnnet," said old
Peter. "How do yeh know he's a rebel?"
"I know he is," cried the major.
"Don't yeh think I know what a rebel
Is?"
Then, with a gesture of disdain at the
babbling crowd, he marched deter
minedly away, his rltle held in the hol
low of his arm. At this heroic moment
a new clamor arose, half admiration,
half dismay. Old Peter hobbled after
the major, continually repeating: "Hoi'
on a mlnnet."
The little boy who had given the
alarm was the center of a throng of
lads who gazed with envy and awe,
discovering in him a new quality. The
women stared after the flcure of the
major and old Peter, his pursuer.
Jcrozel Bronson. a half-witted lad who
comprehended nothing save an occa
sional genial word, leaned against the
fence and grlniifd like a skull. The
major and the uursuer passed out of
view around the turn In the read, whtre
tha great maples lazily shook at the
dust that lay on their leaves.
For a moment the little group of
women listened Intently as If they ex
pected to hear a sudden shot and cries
from the distance. They looked at each
other, their lips a little ways apart.
The trees sighed softly in the heat of
the summer sun. The Insects In the
meadow continued their monotonous
humming, and, somewhere, a hen had
been stricken with fear and was cack
ling loudly.
Finally Mrs. Goodwin said: "Well,
I'm goln' up to th turn 'a th' road, any
how." Mrs. Wlllets and Mrs. Joe Peter
son, her particular friend, cried out at
this temerity, but she said: "Well, I'm
going,' anyhow."
S Ho called Bronson. "Coine on, Jero
zel. You're a man an' If he should
chase us, why, you mus' pitch inteh 'lm.
Hey?"
Bronson always obeyed everybody.
Ho grinned an assent and went with
her down the road.
A little boy attempted to follow them,
but a shrill scream from his mother
made him halt.
The remaining women stood motion
less, their eyes fixed upon Mrs. Good-
tured a hundred feet away from. the
main body, and at this unanimous ad
vance they spread out ahead in little
groups." Some recounted terrible
stories of rebel - ferocity. Their eyes
were large with excitement. The
whole thing with its possible dangers
had for them delicious element.
Johnnie Peterson, who could whip any
boy present, explained what he would
do In case the enemy should happen to
pounce out at him.
The familiar scene suddenly assumed
a new aspect The field of corn which
win and Jeroael. Then at last one gave
a laugh of triumph at her conquest of
met the road upon the left was no
longer a mere field of corn. It was a
darkly mystic place whose recesses
could contain all manner of dangers.
The long green leaves, waving in the
breese, rustled from the passing of
men. In the song of the insects there
were new omdns, threats.
There was a warning In the enamel
blue of the sky. In the stretch of yel
low road, in the very atmosphere.
Above, the tops of the corn loomed the
distant foliage of Smith's woods, cur
taining the silent action of a tragedy
whose horrors they imagined.
Tne women and the little boys came
to a halt, overwhelmed by the impres
siveness of the landscape. They wait
ed silently.
Mrs. Goodwin suddenly said: "I'm
goln' back." The others, who all
wished to return, cried at once disdain
fully: "Well, go back. If yeh want to."
A cricket at the roadside exploded
suddenly in his shrill song and a wo
man who had been standing near
shrieked In startled terror. An electric
movement went through me group of
women. They jumped and gave vent
to sudden screams. With the fear still
upon their agitated faces, they turned
to berate the one who had shrieked.
"My, what a goose you are, Sallle.
Why, it took my breath away. Good
ness sakes.don't holler like that again."
PART II.
"Hoi on a mlnnet." Peter Wlthby
was crying to the major, as the latter,
full of Importance and dignity of his
position as protector of "MigglesvUle,
paced forward swiftly. The veteran
already felt upon his brow a wreatn
formed of the flowers of - gratltime,
and as he strode he was absorbed In
.few AT r3W ri
Kfip
"ALL 1 XCNOW 13, THAT I'M AGOIN'
AFTER 'IM."
caution and fear and cried: "Well, I'm
goln' too."
Another instantly said: "So am I."
There began a general movement.
Some of the little boys had already ven-
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ONCE HE TURNED HIS HEAD AND
ASKED; "WHAT?"
planning a calm and self-contained
manner of wearing It. "Hoi' on a mln
net," piped old Peter in the rear.
At last the major, aroused from' his
dream of triumph, turned about
wrnthfully. "Well, what?"
"Now, look a' here," said Peter,
"Whafche goin' to' do?"
The major, with a gesture of supreme
exasperation, wheeled again and went
on. When he arrived at the cornfield
he halted and waited for Peter. He had
suddenly felt that. Indefinable menace
in the landscape.
The major's eyes wavered a trifle.-
"Well?" demanded Peter, panting.
"Well," he repeated. "Well, I'm goln'
In there an' bring out that there rebel."
They both paused and studied the
gently swaying masses of corn, and
behind them the looming woods, sinis
ter with possible secrets. .
"Well," said old Peter.
The major moved uneasily and put
his hand to his brow. Peter waited in
obvious expectation.
The major crossed through the grass
at the roadside and climbed the fence.
He put both legs over the top-most rail
and then sat perched there, facing the
woods. Once he turned his head and
asked: "What?"
"I hain't said anythln'," answered
Peter.
The major clambered down from the
fence and went slowly Into the corn,
his gun held in readiness. Peter stood
in the road.
Presently the major returned and
said, In a cautious whisper: "If yeh
hear anythln', you come a-rutmln',
will yeh?"
"Well, I hain't got no gun nor nuth
ln" said Peter, in tho same low tone,
"what good 'ud I do?"
"Well, yeh might come along with
me an' watch," sold the major. "Four
eyes Is better n two.
"If I had a gun" began Peter.
"Oh, yeh don't need no gun," Inter
rupted the major, waving his hand.
"All I'm afraid of Is that I won't find
'Im. My eyes ain't so good as they
was."
"Well"
"Come along," whispered the major.
"Yeh hain't afraid, are yeh?1'
"No, but"
"Well, come along, then. What's th'
matter with yeh?"
Peter climbed the fence. He paused
on the top rail and took a prolonged
stare at the inscrutable woods. When
he joined the major In the cornfield, he
said, with a touch of anger:
"Well, you got the gun. Remember
that. If he comes for me, I hain't got
a blame thing."
"Shucks," answered the major. "He
hain't a-goln' t' come for yeh."
The two then began a wary Journey
through the corn. One by one the long
aisles between the rows appeared as
they glanced along each of them. It
seemed as If some gruesome thing had
Just previously vacated It. Old Peter
halted once and whispered: "Say, look
a here, supposin' supposin' "
"Supposln' what?" demanded the
major.
"Supposln'' said Peter. ."Well, re
member you got th' gun an' I hain't
got anythln'."
"Thunder!" said the major.
When they got to where the stalks
were very short because of the shade
cast by the trees of the wood, they
halted again. The leaves were gently
swishing In, the breeze. Before them
stretched the mystic green wall of tne
forest, and there seemed to be In It
eyes which folloewd each of their
movements.
Peter at last said: "I don't believe
there's anybody in there."
"Yes, there Is, too," said the major.
"I'll bet anythln' he's there."
"How d' yeh know?" asked Peter.
"I'll bet he ain't within a mile o' here."
The major suddenly ejaculated:
"Listen!"
They bent forward, scarce breathing,
their mouths agape, their eyes glint
ing. Finally the major- turned his
head. "Did yeh hear that?" he said,
hoarsely,
"No," said Peter In a low voice.
"What was It?"
Tho major listened for a -moment.
Then he turned again. "I thought I
heerd somebody holler," he explained,
cautiously.
They both bent forward and listened
once more. Peter In. the intentness of
hlit attitude lost his balance and was.
obliged to lift his foot hastily and with
noise. "Sssh," hissed the major.
After a minute Peter spoke quite
loudly. "Oh, shucks, I don't believe
yeh heerd anythln'."
The major 'made a frantic downward
gesture with his hand. "Shet up. will
yeh I" he said, In an angry undertone.
Peter became silent for a moment,
but presently he said again: i "Oh, yeh
didn't hear anythln'."
The major turned to glare at his
companion in despair and wrath.
"What's the matter with yeh? Can't
yeh shet up?" ,
"Oh. this here hain't no use. If
you're goln' In after 'im, why don't yeh
go in after 'lm?"
"Well, gimme time, can't yeh?" said
the major. In a growL And as If to
add more to this reproach he climbed
the fence that compassed the woods,
looking resentfully back at his com
panion. "Well," said Peter, when the major
paused.
The major stepped down upon the
thick carpet of brown leaves that
stretched under the trees. He turned
then to whisper: "You wait here, will
yeh?" His face was red with deter
mination. "Well, hoi' on a mlnnet," said Peter.
"You I we'd better"
"No." said the major. "You wait
here."
He went stealithlly Into the thickets,
Peter watched him until he grew to be
a vague slow-moving shadow. From
time to time he could hear the leaves
crackle and twigs snan under the ma
jor's awkward tread. Peter, intent,
breathless, waited for the peal of sud
den tragedy. Finally the woods grew
silent In a solemn and impressive hush
that caused Peter to feel the thumping
of his heart. He began to look about
him to make sure that nothing should
spring upon him from the somber shad
ows. He scrutinized this cool gloooin
before him and at times he thought he
could perceive the moving of swift, silent
shapes. He concluded that he had bet
ter go back and try to muster some as
sistance to the major.
As Peter came through the corn, the
women in the road caught sight of tho
glittering figure and screamed. Many
of them began to run. The little boys,
with all their valor, scurried away in
clouds. Mrs. Joe Peterron. however.
cast a glance over her shoulders as she.
witu ner skirts gathered up, was run
ning as best she could. She Instantly
stopped and. In tones of deepest scorn,
called out to the others: "Well, It's on'y
Pete Wltheby." They came faltering
back then.those who had been naturally
swiftest In the race avoiding the eyes of
tnose whose limbs had enabled them to
flee only a short distance.
Peter came rapidly, appreciating the
glances of vivid Interest In the eyes of
tho women. To their lightning-like
questions, which hit all sides of the
episode, he opposed a new tranquillity
gained from his sudden ascent in Im
portance. He made no answer to their
clamor. When he had reached the top
or the fence, he called out, command
Ingly: "Here you, Johnnie, you and
ueorge, run an' git my gun. It a hang-
in' on th' pegs over th' bench In th'
shop."
At this terrible sentence a shudder
Ing cry broke from the women. The
boys named sned down the road, ac
companied by a retinue of envious companions.
Peter swung hla lees over the rail and
faced the woods again. He twisted his
head once to say: "Keep still, cant
yeh? Quit scutllin oroun'." They
could see by his manner that this was
a supreme moment The group became
motionless and still. Later, Peter
turned to say: "Sssh," to a restless boy,
and the air with which he said it smote
them all with awe.
The little boys who had gone after
tne gun came pattering along hurried
ly, the weapon borne In the midst of
them. Each was anxious to share in
the honor. The one who had been del
egated to bring It was bullying and di
recting his comrades.
Peter said: "Sssh!" He took the
gun and poised it In readiness to sweep
the cornfield. He scowled at the boys
and whispered, angrily: "Why didn't
yeh bring th' powder horn, an' th' thing
with th' bullets in? I told yeh f bring
'Im. I'll send somebody else next
time."
"Yeh didn't tell us," cried the two
boys, shrilly.
"Sssh! Quit yeh noise," said Peter,
with a violent gesture.
However,' this reproof enabled other
boys to recover that peace of mind
which they had lost when seeing their
friends loaded with honors.
- The women had cautiously ap
proached tho fence and, from time to
time, whispered feverish questions; but
Feter repulsed them savagely, with an
air of being Infinitely bothered by their
interference In his intent watch. They
were forced to listen again in silence to
the weird and prophetic chanting of
the Insects and the mystic silken rust
ling of the corn.
At last the thud of hurrying feet In
the soft soil of the field came to their
cars. A dark form sped toawrds them,
A wave of a mighty fear swept over
the group and the screams of the wo
men came hoarsely from their choked
throats. Peter swung madly from his
perch and turned to use the fence as
a rampart.
But it was the major. His face was
Inflamed and his eyes were glaring.
He clutched his rifle by the middle and
swung It wildly. He was bounding at
a great speed ror his rat, short body.
"It's all right! It's all right," he be
gan to yell, some distance away. "It's
all right. "It's on'y ol' Milt Jacobv!
When he arrived at the top of the
fence, he paused and hopped his brow
wnatf- tney tnunciereu, in an
agony of sudden unreasoning disap
pointment.
Mrs. Joe Petersen, who was a dis
tant connection of Milton Jacobv.
thought to forestall any damage to her
social position by saying at once dis
dalnfully: "Drunk, I 'spose!"
"Yep," said tho major, Btlll on the
fence and mopped his brow. "Drunk
It-'
HE WAS BOUNDING AT A GREAT
. SPEED.
as a fool. Thunder, I was surprised,
I I thought It was a rebel, sure."
The thoughts of all these women
wavered for a time. They were at a
loss for precise expression of their
emotion. At last, hoewver, they huned
this one superior sentence at the ma
jor:
"Well, yeh might have known."
v (The End.)
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FOR A MUNICIPAL STATE.
PartUaa mt Greater New 'erk Tktsdl
That Kaaieipalitv Oaght Im Time to
Become a Separata CessmeBwealth.
Extreme partisans of the Greater New
York now propose the Inauguration of a !
movement to make the great munici
pality a free and Independent state.
says the Sun. They argue that 3,000.000
persons are entitled to have their pe
culiar wants considered when they
unite to ask a hearing of their desires.
When by reason of contiguity of resi
dence and inter-relation or dependence
of pursuits they form a homogeneous
community the justice of their demand
for proportionate representation In the
councils of the state will not in the ab
stract be denied. But three millions of
people In something like one hundred
square miles comprised In the greater
New York have only half as much to
say In the higher legislative body at the
national capital as 45.761 persons in Ne
vada. That was the population of that
state in 1S90. At the time of Nevada's
srreatest population, according to the
Federal census reports, in 1690. she bad
only 62.266 inhabitants.
Three millions of people here have
only half as much to say In the same
branch of congress as less than half a
million people In Colorado. Colorado 8
population In 1890 was 412.198... In other
words, Colorado has In the senate six
times the representatatlon of the met
ropolitan community In the State or
New York. The assessed valuation of
property In the State of Colorado In
1890 was 193.254.12?.3X. 1 n the following
year the assessed valuation In the city
of New York alone (the then New York)
was Jl,TS5,S"M.a33, or nearly ten times as
great as that of the whole Centennial
state. Colorado put out, according to
her own estimate, seventeen and one-
third million dollarl' worth of gold from
her mines last year, and one of her lead
ing papers expressed just pride in it.
New York city, without her new acqui
sition, spends nearly $10.COO,GOO a year In
charities alone, Including public and
private contributions. Private chari
table Institutions here represent a val
uation of more than double the gold
output of Colorado, or 0"0.000. Nearly
double the amount of Colorado's output
of gold for last year Is lying In one
vault in New York that of the Clear
ing House. The value of the enormous
bulk of foreign commerce of this city
would probably make all the known
contents of Colorado's mines look Insig
nificant; yet a fifty-cents-on-the-dollar
olorado senator has as much to say In
modifying the appropriation for har
bor Improvements as the senutor repre
senting New York. .
The Greater New York has seven
times the population of Rhode Island
In one-tenth of the territory, in an
area of nearly 8,000 times that of the
new greater city. Texas has leas than
75 per cent, of the population of the
new municipality. The ureater New
York has three-quarters of a million
people more than the state of Massa
chusetts. California has. only, a little
more than a third as many people as
make up the population of the Greater
New York, and all the mineral wealth
taken from her mines since 1S4S falls
short of the assessed valuation of New
York city by more than $700,000,000.
Half a dozen years ago the cities of
New York state had only about 50 per
cent, of the state's population. It was
stated before the senafcf- cities commit
tee last winter that (lie cities now
have 71 per cent. On an cntimato that
the state's population has Increased an
much proportionately within the last
five years as has that of New York
city proper, the Greater New York has
46 per cent, of the state's people.
If the population of the union were
divided equally among the states, the
new state of Manhattan would be en
titled to one-forty-sixth of the whole.
She would have within her narrow 11m
its one-twenty-third of the whole. Her
people now have nne-nlnetleth of the
voice of the federal senate, when they
should have, according to numbers.
one-twenty-third.
These are indications of some of the
phases of the question of an independ
ent state. The vast aggregation that
makes up the population of this great
municipality Is a number to be reck
oned with. Three millions of people
clamoring for self-government have
stirred up considerable of a fuss before
now. That's all there were In the colo
nies that followed up the Boston tea
party with a series of lively entertain
ments for the British. Xerxes would
have to squeeze more tears than he
shed for the army going on to Thermo
pylae allowing a moderate discount
on Herodotus If he dropped one for
each or us In the Greater New York.
The whole population of England con
quered by the bastard William, as he
cheerfully called himself, would be
swallowed up In the Greater New York,
ror it numbered only about 2,000,000,
IN THE FIELD.
"Forward)" was the word when day
Dawned upon the armed array.
"Fallen!" was the word whfn night
Closed upon the. Held of light.
"Hurt, my boy?" "O, nol not much!
Only got a little touch!"
"Wonder what the folks would say
If they knew the news today!"
"Forward!" was the word that ashed
Homeward, when the cannon crashed.
"Missing!" was the word sent home.
When the shades of night had come.
"Fallen?" "Yes, he fell, they say,
In the fiercest of the fray!"
"Died last nlftht!" the message said.
Thus the morrow's papers read.
One young heart that heard the word,
Fluttered like a wounded birdl ,
One was broken! "Bowed her head!
"Mother! Mother! Mother's dead!"
Two green graves we'll deck today,
Sons and mothers side by side.
None will dure to tell ns "Nay!"
Both for lllght and Freedom died.
While we honor him who fell
In the fiercest of the fray,
We will honor her as well
Lying by his side today.
Let the flowers forever fair
Bloom above our fallen braves,
Willie the angels Ktinrd them thero
Olory lingers o'er their graves.
Long ago one sweet young soul
Entered her Gethsemane,
Death to her the greatest goal,
As It must to many be!
But life lingers O! so loni?!
And the vpars so wearv irrow!
Tears have choked her heart's sweet snr.g,
Dimmed those eyes mat used to glow I
O! the bleedlnit, broken hearts.
Living Ioiib their liniferlnic death,
Pierced by countless cruel darts,
Smothered sobs beneath each breath.
Comrades! Call the roll again!
Write their names on glory's page!
Those who bore the grief and pain,
Fiercer far than battle's rage!
When they lie there by his side,
Dearer to him thnn hi life,
Mother, Sister. Sweetheart, Bride,
Or his deur, devoted Wife,
And you deck his grave nsaln,
Write her name but not beneath!
By her airony and pain,
Crown her grave with fairest wreath.
Angels called the roll again,
Wrote her name above the stars
For her patient fulth In pain,
Deeper far than battle soars.
Thre green graves we deck today.
This Is the third, where llrs his bride
Nono will dare to tell us 'Xny!"
For these three for freedom died!
-H. H. Van Meter.
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for Infants and Children1
MOTHERS, Do You Know.
I V I Bateman's Drops, Godfrey's Cordial, many wxalkd Soothin
that VSMgeria,
Soothin; Syraps, sad
remedies for children are composed of opium or morphine t
' Pet Tom sttiow that opiam and morphine are rtnpcfyin; narcotic poljoniT
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'Be Ton Know that In most countries draggiits are not permitted to teg
narcotics without labelling theai polwna ?
Be on Khott that you should not permit any medicine to be flvea yota?
child anleaa you or your phyalcian know of what it Is composed
i TX Tot Know that Csatoria is a purely vegetable preparation, nd that a Bst
of its ingredients is published with every bottle I
' Be Yew Ktinw that Castor la is the prescription of the famous Dr. BaKtmt.
" Vrrcaca. That it has been la use for nearly thirty yean, and that more Castoria is
mow sold than of all other remedies for children combined ? .
De Yam Know that the patent Office Department of the Catted States, sad of .
other countries, hare issued exclusive right to Dr. Pitcher and his assigns to use the word
Caa-tori a n and Us formula, and that to imitate them la estate prison offense?
i IH Tea Know that one of the reuona for granting this gorernmcnt-protectiom
was because Castoria had been proven to be absolutely baurtnleM?
IX Yon Know that 33 average doses of Csatoria art furnished for 33
' cents, or one cent a dole ?
IH Yon Kwowhat when possessed of this perfect preparation, your ehUdtCaV
Will be kept well, and that you will have unbroken rest t
Tell. theao thlngre are worth knowing. They are facts,
The fhoalrtiHe
trtgnatw of
Children Cry for Pitcher's Castoria
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At a time when many manu
facturers and dealers are making
the most astounding statements
regarding the merits and durability
of inferior Pianos, intending pur
chasers should not fail to make
critical examination of the above
instruments.
E. cTlicKER
General Dealer In Northeast
era Pennsylvania.
I New Telephone Exchange Building, 115
Adams Ave.. Scranton, Pa.
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days' run at Pill$bur's MA Mill, and over One Million
barrels in the past six months, running SIX Days a Week,
the highest record of any mill in the world. Mr. Pills
bury, the manager of the nilsbury "A" Mill, Challenges
AflJ Mill in the World to come within 15,000 barrels of il!
in a six days' run. The Pills bury Washburn Flour
Mills Co., Limited, not only own the largest mill in the
world, but make the BEST FLOUR.
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Bailif aotlun ffnarantned or minor r. .'nndod. Price.
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For' sale by MATTHEWS BROS, and
JOHN H. PHELPS. Scranton. Fa.
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stores tha sUIn to it3 prlsi
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G. C. BITTNER CO., Tot.BOO, O.
For sale by MATTHEWS EROS, and
JOHN H. PHELPS, Scranton, Pe.
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