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.THE PCI! ANTON TBIBUNE SATURDAY MORNING. SEPTEMBER 13, 3896.
t "JACK, WHERE BE YOUr I
O r BY CHARLES KELSEY GAINES. $
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! There Is a brutal pastime In vogue
among the lumbermen of Maine anU
New Hampshire, bo Intimately con
nected with the tragic story which I
am about to relate, that I shall begin
by describing It. This game, known
aa "Jack, where be you?" is especially
popular during the long winter even
ings, when the gang is assembled in
camp after the day's work la finished.
To the spectators it has the keen In
terest ef the prlae fight or the verita
ble duel. To the participants It 18 a
ra,ther serious affair, or would teem so
to more civilised men. Kut hard heads
enjoy hard knocks, and volunteers are
easily found,
A ring formed: the contestants
kneel on the floor, facing eaoh other,
and are securely blindfolded. Each
holds la his right hand a stout leather
strap, mad formidable by the heavy
iron buckle at the end. The left hand,
whloh snay slide about freely, but must
be kept on or near the floor, grasps
one end of another strap: this Is
drawn taut between the combatants,
and must never be dropped. When all
Is ready, one the maa who baa been
lucky enough to win the to calls
out: "Jack where be youf" Where
upon the other must immediately an
swer: "Here I be." The first then
strikes at the point where he fancies
him to be with the buckle end of bis
strap, swinging It with all hts foroe.
If he hits his man be may strike again,
and so on, till he misses, but as soon
as he falls to score, the other may call
on him with the same ominous chal
lenge: "Jack, where be you?"
This continues through a series of
rounds ordinarily until one of the two
Is disabled, for a man to be knocked
senseless by a heavy blow from the
weighted strap is nothing uncommon,
and serious injuries are occasionally
Inflicted. But there Is Just where the
fun comes in at least in the eyes of
the lumberman. Ills whole life Is made
up of peril and hardship; so support is
lively enough to tickle his tough pa
late unless hotly spiced with pain and
hazard. So "Jack, where be you?" is
a favorite amusement.
It was near Arctic Falls, In the In
terminable wilderness of northern
Maine; that the tragedy occurred. I
was very familiar with the region as
a boy, and many times heard the Htory
repeated with all the vivid detail nat
ural to those for whom memory serves
as substitute for Imagination.
The place is rugged and picturesque
beyond compare. The savape little
hflinlt't lies in the valley of the Anti
egunticook. where the plunging
stream lias cut through the solid gran
ite to a deep gorge, in which the drives
of losrs rlofr and gather in bristling
Jams, while the dammed-up waters rise
behind in tumult, and surge with new
fury through the tangled obstruction.
Imagine tho peril of those who go
down into the roaring chusrrv to tug
and pry at the foot of this gigantic
SOME POOR BROKEN 'WRETCH
LIES GROVELING.
dead-fall,' until, as some trigger-like
combination Is loosened, the whole
mass shudders and gives way, and a
thunderous avalanche of foam and logs
plunges down the steep sluiceway.
Many are the victims that this merci
less wooden juggernaut has claimed.
Kach year, on the white beach at the
foot of the rapids, are found red-shirted
forms, mangled and distorted, cast up
there by a swirling eddy. They axe
pulled out from among the murderous
Jogs that are driven up on the same
sands,and are cartded away to the near
est graveyard, ten miles distant. For
there are no graves at Arotlc Falls
there Is not still enough; the hard
granite floor Is uncarpeted with sod.
Neither are there any wells what use
to drive shafts down In the flinty rock?
And the rivulets that race down from
the overhanging hills have all cut
through the thin film of mold, and
speed over beds of smooth black stone.
On the main street of the village the
heavy wagons Jar along a naked ledge
of rock; In the forest the great roots
of the trees stand out like talons, gri
ping for a foothold and the mountains
that wall in the barren scene show
seamy slopes so bare and precipitous
that a loosened bowlder will fly down
Ilka s cannon ball until it crashes In
the thicket below. Arotlc Fa Us fills
many graves, but provides none; sav
age and pitiless, it casts out its dead
unburied.
And the mills, they are as merciless
as the torrent that drives them. The
fierce shriek of the fanged saw ever
mingles with the bellowing of the wa
ters. Night and day they run at race
horse speed In serried gangs that rip
through half-a-dozen logs at once.
Great dripping tree-trunks rush In a
ceaseless stream up the steep Incline.
are tossed about like straws by the
massive machinery, and fall in a heap
or sian and plank before you could walk
their length. The throbbing air is heavy
with the odor of spray and the aro
matic fragrance of fresh rended pine.
Jagged edgings, like giant toothpicks,
.heap up la mountainous stacks, which
are burned each night: and the red
flames light a scene worthy of the In
ferno. Woe to the foot that slips or the
nana that falters In such a place.
Scarcely a week passes without some
ghastly accident. The signs are all
about you; faces frightful with livid- ill
healed mutilations; men stumping
about amid the pitfalls of the mill on
rude wooden legs; men feeding the ra
venous saws, that have already tasted
tneir flesh, with an Iron hook where the
kand should be. You enter a hovel, and
in a dingy corner some poor broken
wretch lies groveling, groaning, curs
Ins, praying for death. Things happen
nere too norriDle for words.
What wonder that men grow hard and
reckless! Life and limb are cheap at
Areuo ans.
And who are they that dwell In this
roofless cavern among the hills who
endure this life of peril. toIL and tor
turer They are or were, tor time
chances all things, and the tribes of men
come and go they were. In the days
when I knew the place, of New England
origin, with a sprinkling of Canadian
French. They were not, on the whole,
a sad-hearted, nor yet a bad-hearted
people. Their religion was chiefly of
the "revival" type. There was plenty of
good fellowship, though fierce disputes
were frequent; and they lived with the
dare-devil abandon of men who felt that
tomorrow might see them writhing In
torment, here or elsewhere for most of
them sincerely expected to go to hell at
last. Hut they seemed to think they
could stand it. Life at Arctic Falls was
certainly good preparation.
The wives and daughters of these men
were the natural products of their en
vironmentsturdy, coarse-flbered, but
sound-hearted, self-respecting and re
speoted. life was a battle, and they
fought It out and held their own. They
were rather more religious than were
... M-Tb
"YOU GOT A' KNOCK-DOWN CUFF
FOR YOUR PAINS."
the men, but not much more tender
hearted. Nevertheless wooing and wed
lock went on here as In other places,
and sawmill society, though brutal, was
not corrupt.
The belle of the place was Sally Har
den. She was big, bold and rosy, rough
as her company, but sound to the core.
Presume an Inch too far, and you got
a knock down cuff fur your pains, but
there was no malice in it; you were at
liberty to join the laugh and resume the
flirtation for she was something of a
flirt withal. Oreat colls of copper-red
hair turbaned her head. Red hair was
a taunt in the sawmill settlement, but
she led the dance none the less; her
beuuty was of the chromo sort which
mlllhands and lumbermen could appre
ciate. She wore heavy, gold-plaited Jew
elry, and an excess of inexpensive rings;
but all this seemed to suit her style and
you would hardly have wished her to
change It. Her dresses were of trying
and often positively painful hues, but
really, she could carry off a big dose of
bad taste with success.
She had many admirers, but only two,
Jim Jones and Nick liurdo, were seri
ously in question. Jim was a robust,
florid youth, six feet in height and al
most as handsome as Sally herself. His
face was slightly scarred for he never
shirked a fight but, as yet, hardships
and dissipation had made but little im
pression on him. He was strong and
clever, a general favorite.
Nick was more feared than liked. He
was some years older than Jim, tall,
dark and sinewy, with the fierceness
and endurance of a wolf. His fights
were rarely fist fights. Though doubt
less of Canadian origin, his command of
language surpassed that of any other
man In the settlement. His glib and
specious tongue was apt to gain its
point, yet even while It persuaded it
seemed somehow to arouse distrust.
The scene is laid. Now comes the
tragedy.
PART II.
It was on the Fourth of July. The
mills were shut down and the day had
been celebrated with drunkenness and
riot to an extent unusual even at Arc
tic Falls. Already there had been sev
eral fights.
That evening a dance was held. In
the woods, close by the big. ram
shackle boarding house of the princi
pal mill, a floor had been laid, and a
multitude of lanterns, both white and
red, were hung upon the waving
branches over and around It. The
venders of ice cream, candy and drinks
were doing a great business. The men
were all flushed with whisky, and
many of the women had not altogether
confined themselves -to lemonade,
though two large washtubs full of this
rather poisonous beverage stned ready
for their use. The dance was uproar
ious. The men threw In Jigs and dou
ble shuffles tatat almost beat holes in
the planks of the flour, and now and
then gave yells like Comnnches. They
were having a glorious time. More
and more the music raved in tuneless
discords, and strove to make up In
violence what It lacked In melody;
while the hoarse, drunken voice of the
leader bawled out Impossible combina
tions for the dance. Who cared? The
wilder the discord the greater the fun.
Sally was there, of course. Indeed,
her father who was running the
nearby boarding house was director
of the dance. And the rivals were
there, both feeling particularly ugly
"FIGHT FAIR, OR I SHAN'T PROM
ISE NOBODY."
for Sally had chosen to show them
scant courtesy that day.
And now that last dance was
reached. Both claimed It, and both
claimed a promise perhaps with jus
tice. Sally grew petulant.
"I don't care how you settle it," she
cried. "Have it out atween you."
Both started; It was a rash word.
In an instant the suggestion had out
run her wishes, and passed beyond her
control.
"Will you dance with the one what
licks?'' cried Jin.
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..A little circle had formed In the
crowd.
That won't do," said Nick. "I ll
fight ye all light, ye cussed whelp, but
she's got to marry the one that licks.'
The sentiment was echoed back from
the crowd. "She's fooled with ye long
enough, fellers. Make her come to
time.
It was not seriously meant, but it
caught the fancy of the mob. There was
a roar of approbation.
A huge form came shouldering the
throng. It was Harden. He staggered
a little: no man present had drunk more
whisky that night, yet he was plainly
the soberest as well as the biggest of
them all. and their master.
"What's the row?" he demanded.
The matter was explained.
"Drawed on Jim, did he? Well, boys,
ye're right. It's time this thing was
settled, and this here's a good way. Jim,
can ye strap the hide clean ofl'n the
sneakln' cuss?"
For answer Jim unbuckled his heavy
leather belt, and swung It above his
head until It shrieked like a buz2 saw.
Nick sneered, but paled a little; and his
crafty brain was busy.
"Say we have It out In a game o
'Jack,' " he said, "do ye promise?"
Sally bowed her head.
-Whichever one licks?"
Sally was terrified. The storm had
burst; the elements had the upper hand.
Her answer was taken nut of her mouth.
"Well, I'm ready whenever ye can get
that blasted coward to stand up to
me," sneered Nick.
A blow full In the face was the ans
wer. Nick's pistol leaped out as the head
of a serpent springs from coll. Sally's
quick hand struck up the muzzle, yet
the bullet sheared through Jim's curly
locks, and the powder blackened his
brow.
"How dfire you?" screamed the girl.
"Fight air, or I shan't promise no
body. I won't have no pistol shootln'."
"Spose yer wants us ter hev it out in a
game o" Jack, where be ye,' or somu
such devilish nonsense," growled Nick.
"Ye must fight fair," she cried, "and
there mustn't be no pistol shooting'
now nor after."
"I'll see fair play," said Harden.
"Now, Sail, you clear out. Go to yer
room an' stay there."
She went, weeping. Harden was boss
everywhere. He handled men as the
machinery handled the logs. The rest
of the women were packed oft with
her. The dance was over.
A ring was formed, and straps
thrown on the floor for the combatants
to make choice.
"Them things ain't no use," cried
Nick, contemptuously. "If I'm licked
I'll shoot him later on, an' if he's licked
he'll lay fer me. Ye can't hender us.
Give us knives, so's't we can settle It
right now. We can play 'Jack' Just
the same with knives."
The maddened crowd took it up. The
gladiatorial passion was rising. "That's
right," they yelled. "Give "em knives
an' let 'eni settle It."
Harden and a few others protested:
"We can't have no knllln'," they urged;
but the mob only clamored the more,
and the frenzy grew.
Jim was silent.
"D It, give up the knives," he said,
at last. "Let's have it out."
Harden had taken another drink to
Bteady his nerves for his responsible
duties as umpire. He no longer stag
gered, but the whisky and excitement
fired his brain; and at Jim's word his
dare-devil temper broke loose.
"Let her rip, then." he shouted, "and
devil take the loser. Fetch on yer
knives, ye bloody cusses."
Two huge meat knives were brought
from the kitchen. The duelists sat
down on the floor, and whetted them
to a razor edge on their boot legs. Their
eyes were then securely bandaged. In
place of the connecting strap, the ends
of a dog-chain were firmly fastened
about their left wrists. They faced one
another on all fours, each grasping his
murderous weapon. The chain was
drawn taut. Jim won the toss.
"All ready go In," shouted the um
pire. "Jack, where be you?" called Jim.
"Here I be," hissed Nick. He Jerked
the chain, but did not change his posi
tion. Jim, who counted on a spring, struck
to the left and missed; but his heavy
blade spilt the flooring and burled Itself
to the hilt.
"Nick next." said the umpire. "Watch
out. Jim," yelled the crowd.
Again the deadly formula was ut
tered. Jim sprang backward to the
limit of the chain. Jerking Nick's left
hand along the floor. Yet as the steel
descended with venomous swish, the
point drew a stinging line down Jim's
cheek; it reddened, and bright drops
trickled down.
"Strike again," cried the umpire.
Nick made a quick, catlike stroke In
the same direction; but Jim had dou
bled, and was close by his side. The
men cheered.
"Now, Jim."
Jim twitched the chain, then struck.
Nick slipped from under the well-aimed
blow, but the keen edge clipped the tip
of a finger from the hand that rested on
the floor. He instantly closed his fist,
but the betraying blood oozed out
through his clenched knuckles and
stained the boards.
"None o that," growled the umpire.
"Show up fair. Jim again."
Jim listened, then struck with all his
force. Nick sprang full against his op
ponent's chest. Jim's arm crossed
Nick's body, and the over-reaching
blade shattered Itself on a tough knot in
the floor.
"Don't give him another." cried Nick,
as he heard the jingle of the broken
blade. "He's no right to another knife."
But the umpire ruled otherwise. A
new knife was brought and sharpened.
It was Nlck'sturn, however.
"'Jack, where be you?"
"Here I be."
The chain was slackened. Nick
wheeled and struck close behind him.
A roar went up from the crowd; then a
groan, mingled with cries of rage. For
Jim lay prone in a pool of blood. The
savage blow had fallen on the back of
his neck, and the spine was severed.
The game was finished.
"All up," cried Harden, hoarsely.
"Jim's done for, you infernal hell-cat."
Nick tore the bandage from his eyes,
and staggered to his feet The mob
lurched forward with raving threats.
"Keep back, d you," thundered
Harden. '"Twas a fair blow, and' ye
would have it so, ye murderln' devils.
Fetch out Sail."
He was still boss of the gang. They
were cowed and obeyed him. After all.
It was his own business and they would
not Interfere. They might get their
chance later.
The girl was led In. The crowd was
very quiet now. She gazed on the
bloody floor. "Jim dead?" she said,
vacantly. She knelt beside the body,
then with a shriek flung herself upon
It, moaning.
"None o that." said her father,
sternly. "'Taint no use. He's dead."
He pulled her to her feet. She stood
up dabbled with blood, shaking in
every limb. i
"Well, I reckon ye belong to me,"
said Nick, brutally. "Come on."
She cast a long look at the prostrate
form, "I wish it was Jim," she said.
"You ain't goln' bark on a feller
now?"
"I ain't goln back on nobody," she
answered, "but I wish It was Jim."
"Come along, then." he said, glancing
around uneasily. "Don't ye see I can't
be loatin' here?"
She looked at her father.
"They fit out fair." he said, slowly,
"an ye give yer word. 1 hain't nothln'
to say."
The girl shuddered.
"But tonight you git home. Shet up,
Nick, blast ye. Ef ye want her, come
tomorrer an' ask fer her, an' I'll see
ye git yer rights. Shet up, I say. Go
long, Sail."
Tomorrow dawned. The tragic grove
was deserted. Some of the lanterns
still flickered with a dingy gleam. And
In their midst. Just over the bloody
floor, stiff and cold and drenched with
NICK WHEELED AND STRUCK
CLOSE BESIDE HIM.
dew, dangled a sprawling figure. It
was riddled with bullets, and blood was
dripping from It In sullen clots upon
the stark form that lay beneath.
Thus It chanced that Nick never
claimed his bride.
And Sail? They did not find her in
her room that morning. But they
found her two days later, on the white
beach below the gorge; and one more
corpse was carted down the rough road
to the distant graveyard.
OARFIELD ON THE FREE SILVER
MOVEMENT.
From the Cleveland Leader.
In the works of Juntos Abram Gar
field, vol. xl, page 240, Is a siieech de
livered by him before the house of
representatives, July 13, 1876. It was
on a proposition to virtually adopt the
free coinage of silver, at such a ratio,
or proportion, that sixteen ounces of
silver should be made by law equal In
value to one ounce of gold, when each
was coined. At that time the amount
of silver required to make a silver dol
lar had not the market value of a dol
larthe same as is the case, to a much
greater extent, today. The proposi
tion was the issue that now exists be
tween the Democratic and Republican
parties on the money question.
In opposing the free coinage of silver,
President Garfield used the following
impressive words: "Mr. Speaker: I
can hardly conceive a situation In
which the house could be brought
more directly face to face with what
seems to present, on the one hand,
public honor, and on the other, the
DEEPEST PUBLIC DISGRACE.
"It has happened in the fluctuation of
these metals that there Is now a nota
ble opportunity to cheat seven mil
lions of men by adopting the baser
metal as tho standard of payment,
and thus accomplish a swindle on so
great a scale as to make the achieve
ment Illustrious. By the proposed
measure, one-fifth of the enormous ag
gregate of public and private debts
can be WIPED OUT WITH A
SPONGE. This nation owes $2,100,
000,000, and private citizens of the
United States probably owe $2,500,000,
000, possibly more. At the present mo
ment the relation of debtor and cred
itor in the United States Involves near
ly $5,000,000,000. It Is proposed by the
amendment ot the gentleman from In
diana that, at one fell stroke, one
fifth of all this enormous sum shall be
wiped off, REPUDIATED, and that
the process Bhall be called -HONEST
LEGISLATION. Since I HAVE BEEN
IN PUBLIC LIFE. I HAVE NEVER
KNOWN ANY PROPOSITION THAT
CONTAINED SO MANY ELEMENTS
OF VAST RASCALITY, OF COLOS
SAL SWINDLING, AS THIS.
"Gentlemen may remember the fin
ancial shock of 18I17, the later shock
of 1857. and the still later shock In
1873. CONCEIVE THEM ALL IN
ONE VAST CRASH, AND THE FIN
ANCIAL RUIN, THE OVERTHROW
OF BUSINESS WOULD BE LIGHT
IN COMPARISON WITH THE
SHOCK WHICH WOULD FOLLOW.
"Put In operation the provision now
suggested, and all our gold coin will
leave the country as fast as It ran be
carried abroad. Do this and a REVO
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ED IN THE HISTORY OF OUR NA
TION. WILL FOLLOW."
Was President Garfield right?
Is our democratic form of popular
government finally to be found want
ing In the balance? Are we, aa a
people Incompetent to profit or learn
by past experience, and shall a popu
lar erase sweep all before it and carry
our nation down In ruin through na
tional repudiation and the- deepest
public dishonor? Is the prophecy made
by the great English historian, Macau
ley, forty years ago, about to be ful
filled? His words were:
"The day will come In the United
States when the multitude, distressed
by hard times, will be called upon to
choose a legislature. On one side is a
statesman, preaching patience, respect
for vested rights, strict observance of
public faith.
"On the other are demagogues rant
ing about the tyranny uf capitalists
and usurers. I seriously apprehend
that the people of the .I'nlted States
will In some such season of adversity
do things which will prevent prosper
ity from returning; that they will act
tike people who should In a year of
scarcity devour all the seed corti, and
thus make the next year, a year, not
uf scarcity, but of absolute famine.
There will be, I FEAR, SPOLIATION:
THE SPOLIATION WILL IN
CREASE THE DISTRESS. THE
DISTRESS WILL PRODUCE FRESH
SPOLIATION.
"When a society has once entered
on this downward progress THERE IS
NOTHING TO STOP IT. EITHER
CIVILIZATION OR LIBERTY MUST
PERISH. Either some Caesar or Na
poleon will seize the reins of govern
ment, with a strong hand, or your re
public will be as fearfully plundered
by barbarians In the twentieth cen
tury as the Roman Empire was In the
fifth; with this difference, that the
Huns and Vandals, who ravaged
Rome, came-from without, while your
Huns and Vandals will have been en
gendered within your own country by
your own Institutions."
Story of Jnstire Kray.
Wle Washington Times tells the follow
ing story of Justice Gray, of the Vnlted
States Supreme court. He had gone down
into Delaware to hold court, nnd was met
by a depnay marshal. The fees are not
large clown in that section, nnd the dep
uty marshals are not the richest men
around. So this deputy met the Justice
and whs ready to walk over into town.
"Where is yotir carriage?" naked Justice
Gray. "Well, Mr. Justice, you see our
fees are small, and If I hired a carriage I
would have nothing left." "You get tho
carriage," said the Justice, "there Is an
account to which It can be charged.. Write
to the marshal in Baltimore and he'll tell
you what to do."
So Justice Gray rode over to the town,
ami the deputy mnrshal wrote to his su
perior. Shortly after the return of Justice
Oray to the city He received a letter from
the deputy marshal. Baying tho ciutuikp
blllwas all right. "The marshal tells me,"
ho wrote, "to chargo it up to the account
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. WILLIAM S MILLAR,
Alderman 8th Ward, Scrantoo
ROOMS 4 AND S
OAs AND WATER CO. BUILDINO,
CORNEA VTOMISG AVE. AND CENTER ST.
OFFICE HOURS from 7.59 a. m. to I p.
m. 0 bour Intermission for dinner and
supper.)
Particular Attention Given te Collections,
Prompt Settlement tluaranteed. Your Bust
Bess Is Respectfully Solicited. Telephone im-
CompbloD Prcsemd
DR. HEBRA-S
VIOLA CREAU
Removes Frecfclet, Pimples,
Liver Moles, Blaekhead;
Suatmr and Tan, and ro
stores the skin to its orlgir
nil freshness, producing
clear and healthy com-
i1tmi- Anftr1nrtnllfAA
preparations and perfectly harmless. At all
OruggutA, or mailed for SOuU. Bend for Clioular,
VIOLA SKIN SOAP -rJr
HUB runOlM SOT UaqMK
rival u ?ttfT. AtMT jwn
sua. AiaiwiHi rrtoo d9 venr.
G. C. BITTNEH CO., Toledo. ft
For sale by MATTHEWS BROS, and
JOHN FT. PTTKI.PS. Scranton. Pa.
Cssc sub wr Tvt HiexriT KiMa Aumosmi
M'SNEItmOLiilHflLBi
mSkX CATARRH
HEADACHE
Jt ia. iNttat.tn lll cure vno. A
1TMi J JfW wonderful boon to srjfrtrn
rSTTOTn Cold,, nniTbnHit,
Innaenra, Hreuehttls,
or If AT .-srva:iz. Aari
immr1Uitrrluf. Aoefucten:
rvmerfv. ronvpntrnt to asrr ;
In pocket, reaiT te on dirt Indication of mile,
t'oatlnae ITae 1. Sects Peraaaent Cnre.
SslisftMrtunroaranteed or mmey refunded. Prtee,
rts. Trial free at Drnioniti. Registered null.
tU nuts. I. S. C0SKM1H, Hit., Tint Tuien, Kick., D. LA.
U rUTtin I The run-M and ssf et remedy fer
in nOL all skin duwaseSjRi-fenis.tu.'h.Rsii
BheuraM 4nres, Hums, rum. weaevrfitl renc
Hi. for tfl I.Bel. Pri, VS eta. si Dtis - a A I I'
muorbjaiallprarsld. AdtirsussnkoTe. D 1 F
For sale by MATTHEWS BROS, and
JOHN H. PHELPS, ficmnton. Pa,
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Atectabfe Preparation for As
similating tbeTood andRc3uta
tirtg the Stomachs andBwvelsof
ProfflotesDigeslion.Cltecirul
ness andRest.Contains neither
Smm.Morphine rorMLoeial.
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'Jueer .
Arjfrfect Remedy for Constipa
tion, Sour Stotnach,Diarrhoca,
Worms .Convulsions.reverish.'
ocss and Loss or SLER
lac Simile Signature of
TTEW "YORK.
EXACT COPTOF VBAPPCB.
UP TO
Established 1866.
mam
the Genuine
PIANOS
At a time when many manu
facturers and dealers are making
the most astounding statements
regardingthe merits and durability
of inferior Pianos, intending pur
chasers should not fail to make
critical examination of the above
instruments.
EL C. RICKER
General Dealer In Northeast
ern Pennsylvania.
i
I New Telephone Exchange Building, 115 1
it
Adams Ave
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2,000,000 BARRELS
Made and Sold In Six Months, ending Harch 1, 1896,
Total Product of
II
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The A Mill Alone produced 1,000.000 Barrels,
Largest Run on Records
Washburn, Crosby's Superlative Is sold everywhere from th)
Pacific Coast to St. John's, New Foundland, and in England, Ireland
and Scotland very largely, and is recognized as the best flour in the
world.
MEGARGEL
WHOLESALE AGENTS.
Dilrlp.tr FKirll.k Dlaaiead Bras
raiNYROYAL PILLS
Pe-TV wrlejlastl MM tOlJ UMttlBC.
vnttum tor 'stmimri matta ma
won J Brand n Krd uut uttUlio
IttOiM. artaJtrsl lth blue rib be. Tatlta
tiojw ami imitation. At Drnniittr.. ar MhI
lo itaisipt far Mrtffaltrf, KtkrODtat) and
"ReUtjf fWr IIm, to .after, br Ktani
r alalia. Tr.irw.r i eiiatrejiruai. nwmr mwr,
e-va.t-' . ,L a tart- M.JU. a.u.e.
ft?
sHIsatflMiUnaM. PsJiaa,Ta.
SEE
THAT THE
FAC-SIMILE
SIGNATURE
(IS ON THE
WRAPPER
"0P EVEBT j . v'y
(Bottle of v
Oartorl li mrt ttu la oae-ib sotties talT. It
(s lot sold la bulk. Den't alio asroos to Mil
on aaytuig elie ea the plea or promN tut It
i "Jmt at rood" and "will answer every par.
pote." e"Bee that yon get (l-A-8-T-O-aVfA,
Iktfla.
nail rar fTTZT Jiltl
OATE.
Over 16,000 In Uts.
Scranton, Pa.
CD
TSrSV ra Dr. Van Pelt's Mon
rUH ,h,J' RefulatlnK Veg
IIIARII IT IVI etuble Urasules eou
W O IVI fc. IN mand and maintain a
continuous tratie as arecupemtivelinexuauH.
tion and debility peculiarly ineldent to
women of tender eonatitntioua in youth and
old age. Tfaer nave no equal. The faculty
strongly recommend them. Descriptive olre
cnlar free, sent ecnrely sealed. Juvenla
Toilet Co., Dept. 6 pisjterlsjjBjdeJI;jr.
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CONNELL