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JBTABUSHEE 1827.
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Huuieraet, Pa.
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pruuipuj ftutl iwuiiuliy :leuuca to. Colleo
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bo merest. Fa.
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buuienet. Pa.
Ali btuiutawenirustcl to Uieir care will be
prrjii nud punctually alUmiled to. UlUoe
ou )iui crua kind, uppuuto MaramoUt
BiucA.
JW. CARUTHEKS, M. D.,
FU V slLU MJKbL HviivON,
bomenwt. Fa.
Viffloa on Ftrij. Street, opposite U. B
Cburco.
hum ckUi at offloa
1 IC P. F. SHAJFER,
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boioereet, Fa.
leaden tut prufewioDal service to tlie cill
.u ui Buuiersei KUd viciiuly. oUice cumer
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M. LOUTHER,
FHYS1C1A.N AKtfaCKGEOS,
bitx ou lUia klreet, rear of Drug (tor.
jyi. H. S. KTMMELL,
tender hi profewilon&l en lce to the citl
eun u tyxucrMH aud viciuity. t'uleu pro
KKmny eimntii berau be luuud at til ol-
on lUm au. tci uf iimuioud.
1 )R. J. S.McMILLEX,
A- Onuiuuie in Lieulistry.)
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Ci H. COFFROTH,
Kuueral Director.
Offl 6U Main C'ror St. RiJence,
W Patriot 8L
J'RASK a FLUCK,
Land. Surveyor
ASD MiXUiu EXvilXEEB. LUUe. Pa.
QO-Ol'EIUTiVK MUTUAL FIRE
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JAC. J. ZORN,
Secretary.
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when you want cod
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sion like it; none other
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orphans. :
And a Life Assurance Pol-
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written by the Equitable
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A.d nore than 90 per cent, of
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the day proofs of death arc
received.
EDWARD A. WOODS, Manaper, 5:
Pittsburgh.
L FOSDICa, 6ener2l Agent,
Somerset.
THE-
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CHAS. O. KCUI.U GEO. R. W.'UI.L,
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JOHN B. Hf XTT. ROKT. S. HCCLL,
EDWARD BCTi., : : PF.ESIPEST
VALENTINE HAY, : VICE FKK8HKNT
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enrely nroterled In a celebrated Coai.Ii Bra
out raoor bafk. 1 ue ou: awue uw
lutelT burKlar-prool.
A. H. HUGTOTJ,
Undertaker and Embalmer.
A GOOD HEAKSE,
and everything pertaining to fanerall faro
tebed.
SOMERSET - - Pa
Jacob D. Swank,
Watchmaker and Jewel. .
Next Door West of Lutheraa Church
Somerset. - Pa.
I Am Now
prepared to supply the publii
with Clocks, Watche, and Jew
elry of all decriptionB, aa Che&j
aa the Cheapest.
IIEPAI1UNG A
SPECIALTI.
All work guaranteed. Look at m
stuck before m&kiog your
purchases.
J. D. SWANK.
IMPOKTAST TO ADYERTISEBS.
The cream of the country raven U found
in Bemington'a Coontr Scat lista Ehrewd
adtrcniaers aT&u themtulTet or Uipoe usta, a
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THE SPANISH SOLDIER' LETTER
HOME.
Y'ou at-nt uiairay with Idle pratl'e
To conjii-r "a Kane of thieve"
Whnxe 1' gUns would dm In the blast of battle
Like autumn's withered ieaTea.
Their rough ridr fought where they could
Bol see;
Their levluu know not bow to flee ;
They hurled u Into eternity
With ne'er a chance to pray!
List to the rneu who fought ainaln.
Who saw their comrades die in vain.
Ilearken to us
And ere you aull aenss the sea with dream
of glorloas vk-torie.
Kre you leave the old, old sod.
Take your baby on your knee, kUa your wife
full tenderly.
Make your Dual peace with God
You seut us to tight a bloodies, nxtlou.
Of other nations the Ues,
The dreg and waeh of all creation.
The '-drift" from across the hen.
We came; we met them on the Held.
They charged ua till our columns reeled,
They cruvLiyd us, and we had to yield.
Y ou warned us to die and not surrender,
Y'ou swore liefore the Lord
The ''Yankee pigs" would deem It tender
To put us to the sword.
Y'ou told us that ! Tor Dion, you lied !
They raised us up, else we hd died ;
They laid us tenderly side by side
With Uu-lrown boy tn blue I
M. B. K. In New York Sun.
DADDY'S DAUGHTER.
"Something must be done," said
Marjorie, digging her elbows so firmly
into tbe time-worn hearthrug that an
ominous crack waa the result.
"Stupid old thing! What did It want
to go and tear itself for?'1 she murmur
ed, bending down to investigate the
damage till the golden curls tumbled
over her face aud into her ej'ea, pre
venting further search.
Marjorie Wluter would have describ
ed herself as sole housekeeper, general
manager and needlewuman-io-chief of
Daddy's flat. Wbeu all these, various
offices rest upon eight-year-old should
ers an additional rent hi a matter of im
portance.
Rex Winter, in his turn, would have
described himself as housekof-pvr, gen
eral manager, ueedlemau. as well as
mother, nurse, playfellow and teacher;
bit, then, fathers and daughters very
often see thiues ia different liirhts.
Marjorie knew that she dusted the sit
ting tojtu every morning with her pock
et -handkerchief if no duter was to be
had. She knew that she polished
Daddy's boots when he was not look
ing with her flannel petticoat. She
knew that very often she took large
lumps of coal off the fire because poor
people biiould have small fires. She
kaew that she had once saved the
plums out of her pudding for a whole
wsek for Daddy to give Mrs. Masters to
use again in the next pudding. She
knew that she cut his paper, aud open
ed his letters, and brushed bis hair and
his coats, and sharpened his pencil?,
and put weights over hU looe pages
of manuscript, aud told him everyday
what to order for dinner. She knew
that once she had tried to wash her
clothes so as to save the laundry bill,
but that bad not b?en a success, for
Daddy had to stop writiugtocome and
dry her and the room. Still, If doing
all these things did not mean that she
deserved the name of housekeeper,
vlarjorie would have wished to know
what did.
"It is stupid that I can't remember
what Mummy did wheu Daddy got
frowns and couldn't eat, 'cos horrid
men won't read his books and give him
p unds and pounds of money," thought
Marjorie, still lylugou the hearthrug,
with her thin legs waving upward.
"Daddy says we shall starve if some
one doesn't take a story soon. I wonder
what Mummy would have done if she
thought he was going to starve? She
would have done something, I am
sure. I don't mind starving, it would
ba a new play, but Daddy said he
wouldn't like to play starving, and my
Daddy shall not do anything he doesn't
want to."
The child's face grew wistful, the
sensitive mouth drooped, the great blue
eyes clouded as Marjorie looked into
the fire and wondered how she could
prevent Daddy having to starve. Then
a step sounded on tbe stairs, and she
tumbled to ber feet and made a head
long rush as the door opened, crying:
"Daddy! Have they taken your
storyr
"Not yet, Birdie; better luck to
morrow, perhaps," answered Ilex
Winter, as he swung his little daught
er into his arms, and kistDed brith tbe
pleading eyes, perhaps to prevent thm
S7.ing into his own.
"Have you brought it back? Bad
Daddy, you were pretending! I can
feel it." And Marjorie bent down from
her perch, groped a while in his
pockets, and then pulled out a bulky
parcel.
"Little witch!" said Rex, trying to
Uugh as he put the child down, and
erased the rom to his writing table,
but not succeeding very well, "won't
you allow me to have any secrets?"
"No secrets, Daddy," remarked Mar
jorie, severely, hiding away the packet
in a drawer, and then sitting down on
the floor to hug and comfort the poor
legs that were so "dreadful tired" with
walking.
Rx Winter looked far too young to
be the father of an eight-year-old
daughter. Yet, had he been asked, he
would have declared that youth had
diopped frjm him once for all wheu
his y.iung wife died. For three years,
now, hi and Marjorie had been fight
ing bad I'ick sad poverty. As Rex
looked down on tbe golden head nest
ling so clone lo him, be knew that tbe
crisis had come; thai ill luck bad con
quered: that he, and tbe child at his
feet, had lost, and must part company
now that he could no longer give her
even the tieorsaaries of life.
"Birdie would you like to go and
live in a beautiful house with a lot of
othef children, where you could learn
lessons tgether?"
"Hum!'' said Marjorie, meditatively,
'I don't suppose I'd mind much 'cos
you would be there, but I don't like
children -they're silly things."
"Why Birdie, you have hardly epok
ea to one for three years-you can't
k-iow what they are like."
"I knC'W tbey bowl hoops, and hold
fieir nurses' baud, and carry dolls
ith tbt-ir faces rubbing into their
Jacketa, aud they stand still wheu
iheir htits blow off, and are always
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SOMERSET, PA.,
making fusses about stones in their
boots. I don't like children, but I will
go if you like, Daddy,"
"You will have to leave me behind,
my Birdie. They won't take grown
ups at this big house."
"Then of course I won't go, that's
all, because you'd get into dreadful
mischief without me to look after you."
Feeling there waa no more to be said
on that subject, Marjorie returned to
tbe hearthrug, and .to thinking about
tbe something that must be done,
while the man leaned back in his
chair, trying to picture life without a
little child rilling up all its canvas.
"Birdie," said Rex the next morn
ing, "I am going out to get my hair
cut, as I've a visit to pay this afternoon.
When I come back we will go for a
walk."
"I'm very glad," said Marjorie, look
ing at him critically; you are a dread
fully untidy, ragged-haired Daddy.
Are you going to see publishers,
Daddy?"
"No." And Rex Winter's ruouth
set in hard lines. "They don't want
to see me or my work. I've paid them
my last visit." And he closed the door
behind him with a noisier slam than
usual.
Marjorie stood still a momeut, made
quite sure he was gone, executed a
dance of delight, and theu set to work.
By the time Rex Winter returned,
ashamed of his petulance, tbe cage was
empty and tbe golden bird flown.
"Hello, little one! I nearly came on
the top of youT' cried a young fellow,
as, rushing down Wilcombe House
stairs, he almost upset a little girl who
had just come through the entrance
door.
"Hello, Mr. Publisher Williams r
said Marjorie, looking up at him over
the bulky parcels she carried in her
arms.
Young Stamford stopped. He was a
kind-hearted lad and had slaters at
home.
"I am not a publisher," he said
gently. "What do you waut, child?"
"I want to see Mr. Publisher Wil
liams. Daddy said he was the Editor
of 'Many Tongues' a well, 'a gossippy,
harmless affair he called it," answer
ed Marjorie, not one whit abashed that
the onice boy had come out to listen,
also the lift conductor, also a gentle
man who was leaning over the banis
ters of the second floor.
"What do you want to Bee him for?"
asked young Stamford.
"To make him buy my Daddy's
stories," returned .Marjorie gravely.
"You see"
"Show tbe young woman to my
room," said a voice from above at this
juncture; "you should not keep my
clients waiting, Stamford."
There was a sound of laughter in the
voice; but Stamford copied Marjorie's
gravity, showed her iuto the lift, and
conducted her to his chiefs room as
though she was tbe Queen herself.
Marjorie glanced round tbe business
like room with curiosity, studied the
publisher's clean-shaven face, disap
proved of the twinkle in his blue eyes,
aud showed her disapproval by saying
severely :
"You ought to 1 ashamed of your
self, Mr. Publisher Williams, worrying
my Daddy, and making him feel mis
erable, just because you are too cross to
buy this beautiful story. It must make
you feel dreadful when you 9ay your
prayers to think how cross you've been,
nearly as bad as when I was a weeny
teeny girl, and smacked Fanny till her
head broke. I thought perhaps you'd
be in a better temper to-day, so I've
brought you some of Daddy's stories
myself, as well as the one you were so
cross about You may buy them all if
you like Daddy won't mind." Open
ing her arms, Marjorie dropped four
large parcels and three small rolls at
the publisher's feet.
"And who is your Daddy ?" inquired
Mr. Williams meekly.
"Mr. Rex Winter," answered Mar
jorie, "and I should like to sit down,
only all your chairs are full of things,"
she added reproachfully. "I've come
a very long way, Mr. Publisher Wil
liams, and had to pay twopence for the
bus out of Daddy's drawer, and lost
myself three times."
"I really b?g your pardon." And
Mr. Williams hastened to free a chair
from its incumbrances, blushing as he
did so, and as he was a fair man, his
visitor promptly detected the fact, and
remarked:
'You are getting red. Are you
ashamed that you were so cross to my
Daddy?"
"Er I don't thiuk I feel very
ashamed so far," replied Mr. Williams,
looking nervously at his youthful judge.
"You see, I can't accept all the stories
that are offered me, can I, Miss er
Miss Winter?"
"You may call me Miss Marjorie if
you like," said Miss Winter, swinging
her legs against the bars of the chair,
and still gazing at Mr. Williams. "I
don't mind if you are cross to other
people, but you shouldn't be nasty to
my Daddy. He says publishers won't
take tbe trouble to read his stories.
Did you read his bsok, Mr. Publisher
Williams? The one you gave him back
yesterday ?"
"Er you see, my dear Miss Mar
jorie I don't do much of that sort of
thing myself I leave that to my
reader."
"Did you read my Daddy's story, Mr.
Publisher Williams?" reiterated Mar
jorie firmly.
"No, Miss Marjorie, I didn't, and
that's the truth." Mr. Williams leant
back and awaited bis fate.
"Of course I didn't suppose you
would tell me an untruth. Then, will
you please undo the story, and read it
now? and then you can buy it, and give
me the money to take home." Mar
jorie's eyes began to beam, and a pretty
color crept into her cheeks.
"But er my dear little girl"
Mr. Williams heroically suppressed a
desire to laugh, "I am very busy I
really e tn't stop now to read your fath
er's book. Look here, I will give it a
second hearing I mean, I will glance
through it when I have time.
"Daddy found time to write it when
he was pining to play horse wiih me,"
remarked Marjorie crushlngly, while
the laugh died out of ber face. "1
think you might find time to read it
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WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 21. 1898.
now. It won't take very long, and I
don't mind waiting."
This was getting beyond a laughing
matter. Suppose Daughter began to
cry! She was quite clever enough to
try that dodge. Mr. Williams called
op his telephone, "Ask Mr. Wain
wright to comedown for a moment"
Mr. Wainright, aa elderly, pleasant
faced man, appeared in due course,
and a whispered conference ensued be
tween the publisher and his reader.
"I remember the work distinctly,"
said the latter at length. "It was
clever and original, but too loDg. You
sent it back, being full up of similar
work."
'Hum V then followed more whisp
ering, and finally Mr. Wain right took
his leave, throwing Marjorie a kindly
smile as he passed her.
"Should you feel very disappointed,
Miss Marjorie, if you had to go home
with all those stories, and no pounds to
give your Daddy?"
"You are trying to frighten me,"
said Marjorie disdainfully. "I am not
a person to be frightened. You will
take Daddy's story, won't you? I) o
please I have told you it is very beau
tiful" and Msrjorle ran round the
table and leant her arm on the pub
lisher's knees, looking up pleadingly
jnto bis eyes.
"You are a persistent little monkey,
I will say that for you." Mr. Wil
liams laughed openly this time. "Now
I want you to listen, for I am going to
treat you like a grown-up person .
Your Daddy would not like me to buy
his book just .because you came and
asked me, for I expect your Daddy is
proud like his daughter. Hush wait
a moment I will read the story we
sent back yesterday, this very night,
and if your Daddy will cut it down to
the length we want, I will accept it
and pay for it, but be must come to
morrow and talk it over with me."
"Will Daddy be pleased if I tell him
that?" asked Marjorie wistfully.
I honestly think be will be very
pleased, Indeed," answered Mr. Wil
liams, with a smile.
There was a suddeu commotion out
side, and the Daddy in question was
shown in glanced hurriedly round tbe
room, and held out his arm, crying,
"Birdie my little girl how could
you frighten me like this?"
Marjorie clung to him for a moment,
then took his hand, turned him round
to Mr. Williams, and said proudly.
"Daddy, this is Mr. Publisher Wil
liams, and he is going to take your
story if you make it shorter, and he is
going to pay pouuds and pounds aud
louuds, so you needn't starve. Mr.
Publisher Williams, this is my own
dear Daddy, and now you can talk to
hiru instead of walling till to-morrow
morning." Sunday Magazine. -
Too Much for the General.
Emperor William of Germany dis
likes nothing more than to see his
officers excited or in tbe least ruflled at
a parade or mampuvre. He frequently
had occasion to criticise old General
Von Meerscheidt ou that account and
at a recent review in Berlin the Kaiser
reprimanded him for losing his self
possessioa at a trying moment.
"If Your Majesty thinks that I am
getting too old I beg of you to allow
me t resign."
"No, no," replied tbe Kaiser; "you
are too young to resigu. Indeed, if
your blood did u't course through your
veins quite so fast you would be a more
us.ful army leader."
On the evening of that day the Kai
ser aud the General met at a Court ball.
The General was talking to some young
ladies who, for lack of room, were not
dancing.
"Ah, Meerscheidt," cried William,
"that is right, get ready to marry.
Take a young wife; then that excitable
temperament of yours will soon van
ish." The General bowed low as he retort
ed: "I beg to be excused. Your Ma
jesty, a young Emperor and a young
wife would be more than I could pos
sibly stand. Ladies' Home Journal.
Bobbed the Grave.
A startling incident, of which Mr.
John Oliver of Philadelphia, was the
subject, is narrated by him as follows:
"I was in a most dreadful condition.
My skin was almost yellow, eyes sunk
en, tongue coated, pain continually in
back and sides, no appetite gradually
growing weaker day by day. Three
physicians had given me up. Fortu
uately, a friend advised trying 'Elec
tric Bitters;' and to my great joy and
surprise, the first bottle made a decid
ed improvement I continued their
use for three weeks, and am now a well
man. I know they saved my life, and
robbed the grave of another victim."
No one should fail to try theiu. Only
50 cts. per bottle at J. N. Snyder's Drug
Store, Somerset, Pa., and G. W. Bral
lier's Drug Store," Berlin, Pa.
A Strange TJie for Bibles.
It seems that gold leaf for decorative
purposes is, as a regular matter of busi
ness, packed in little books made up of
the unbound pages of Holy Writ cut to
tlie requisite size for tbe purpose and
stitched together. On inquiry, I learn
that the practice of packing the mate
rial in this way is a well-established
one, and that tbe Bible is selected for
this purpose because, as a rulf, the type
is more eveuly Bet, and the printing
generally finer and better executed.
On the other hand, I hear from other
sources that the use of the Bible is
looked upon aa a sort of guarantee that
the leaf is of the best possible quality.
It appears that the Book of Common
Prayer is also employed for the same
purpose. Gold-leaf books are made up
and supplied to the trade by an enter
prising firm in Birmingham. An en
terprising man in London also sup
plied them. It is evident that the
books are made up from the sheets as
they leave tbe press and before they are
folded. Ceylon Standard.
Jack's Mother "I knew you could
get along without a girl all right, and
it's much more economical. Now
you've tried it, don't you like It?"
Jack's Wife (dubiously) "Well, like
everything else, it has its pleasures and
pains. I bad a row with the iceman,
but the policeman on the beat kissed
me."-Life,
Ecodoos at the Front
Tlie common people of Santiago are
very superstitious. They believe in the
malign influence of Hoodoon, which
they call Deques, a sort of people, they
say, who bring misfortune to everybody
near them. The Deque is what the Ital
ians call jettatore. If a man, accord
ing to the Santiago folks, meets a neque
on his way, some serious misfortune is
sure to happen to him before the day is
over. His only salvation is to take a
couple of seeds of a tree called cayaja
bos and rub them in his hands. As
one of tbe most Valuable presents that
could be given to any one in this time
of. war, a Santiago countryman gave
the writer two seeds of the cayajabos to
guard himself against the baneful in
fluence of the Deques, says the New
York Sun.
Ou tbe morning of July 1, when the
bombardment of Santiago by the Am
erican army began, the writer was seat
ed at the door of a house in El Pozo,
right behind the battery that was shell
ing tbe fort of San Juan. The whole
city of Santiago was there before our
eyes, and the Spaniards did not seem
to heed the deadly fire of our guns.
Twenty-seven shells had already been
fired at them without an answer from
the enemy. Just then a Cuban mount
ed upon a mule appeared from behind
tbe bushes' upon the scene of action.
Some fifty Cubans were around the
bouse, and as soon as their countryman
was seen, one of them exclaimed:
"There is a neque, gentlemen; we
are lost!"
These words were scarcely uttered be
fore the cayajabos seeds were being in
dustriously rubbed by many Cuban rin
gers. Tbe first Spanish shell from the bat
tery of San Juan came whistling over
our heads and struck the roof of the
house. Three Cubans fell wounded
around us. Then six mom shells fell at
the door and on tlie roof and the pla
teau in front of the bouse, inflicting a
loss of thirteen Cubans and fifteen Am
ericans. While our battery was an
sweriug the Spanish fire, and it was
not silenced for nearly an hour, the
house was evacuated by the non-combatants
who occupied it There was a
flue run to the woods of newspajier re
porters and hospital attendants. The
writer was thrown flat on the ground
aud trampled on by the fugitives, while
Spanish shells were bursting near him.
It was a scene to laugh at now, but
there could be nothing more serious
then. It was a specially solemn mo
ment for the writer, for he fell behind
a mule that was tied to a tree at the
right side of the house and began kick
lug vigorously at tbe terrified crowd
that had disturbed him.
When the tremendous fight was over
tbe writer made a thorough investiga
tion of the whole surroundings. The
mule was peacefully eating grass around
the tree absolutely unhurt Over thirty
Spanish shells had fallen around him.
"This is a wonder indeed," exclaimed
some one. A negro, who understood
the cause of our astonishment, and ap
peared to be the owner of the mule,
showed us with a triumphant air two
seeds of cayajabos tied to the tail of
this animal.
Another incident in which a neque
played a role happened two days ago
at a camp fifty yards from the hospital
of the First divi-ion, and some hund
red yards from General Shafter's head
quarters. After a ride of thirteen miles
on horseback, under a burning sun, tbe
writer stopped there aud was courte
ously invited to dinner by a friend.
While he was seated on tbe ground en
joying his meal the negro servant came
trembling forward and said:
"General, we are going to be killed if
we don't move from here."
"Why ?" we all asked at once.
"Because Don Miguel, the neque, is
encamped near us, ou the other side of
the hospital."
We laughed at the news, to the great
discomfiture of the negro, and after our
meal we began a comfortable siesta in
the hammocks. We were sound asleep
wheu two detonations awoke us. A
Mauser bullet went through our tents,
opening two holes in tbe direction of
tlie hospital. We jumped to our guns,
and at the same time American sol
diers poured from General Shafter's
camp firing at the trees and bushes at
the general shout of "Spanish sharp
shooters near!" The negro, trembling
behind the teut, was rubbing his caya
jabos seeds. In less than a miDUte over
a hundred shots were sent among tbe
cocoanut trts, but a no fire was re
tujmed, an officer ordered our soldiers
to cease firing. A doctor came then
from the hospital announcing that two
of his nurses were wounded by the two
first shots supposed to be from the
Sptnish.
Next morning the negro asked per
mission to go to the front and join the
Cuban army. "I would rather be fight
ing the Spaniards," he said, "than liv
ing here near the neque."
It Is a bad thing for a man to be con
sidered a neque in Santiago. Nearly
everybody shuns him, and only enlight
ened people, who do not heed the pop
ular superstition, address a word to
him. In war, among the troops, his
position is unpleasant It is better to
be a Spaniard than a neque around
Santiago.
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Price IS cents per box. For sale at J.
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Raynor Oil fellow, I wish my
memory was as good as yours.
Sbyoe It wouldu't do at all, old
man. If it were as good as mine you
would remember distinctly that you
borrowed a dollar and a half from me
six months ago and that you haven't
paid it yet Chicago Tribune,
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Greatest Medicine, Hood's Saraparilla,
when it enters the battle against im
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How 3Sen Die in Battle.
"If you waut to know how men die
in battle, ask some of those who were
at Wilson's Creek, on one side or the
other," said Judge David Murphy, of
the Criminal Court
"I was in Totten's battery, and I saw
them, wounded and dying, falling
thick and fast around me. You may
say that I saw not one man flunk in
the face of death oa that terrible day of
fight and bloodshed. While I was
firing my puu from Bloody Hill a
youngster, not more than twenty years
old, suddedly jerked his leg. He utter
ed a sharp, quick cry, then bent down
and tore the trousers away from tbe
place on his shin where a minie had
struck him. He looked up with a
smile, patted the wound with his hand,
pulled the torn trousers down, and went
on shooting. Five minutes later he
yelled again, and his hand went up to
the fleshy part of his left arm. 'Hit
again? he said, sat down behind the
battle ranks, and examined his arm.
The wound was only skin deep and
that seemed to please him hugely, for
he tied his handkerchief around it aud
agaiu went forward into the ranks with
bis musket
"You're fighting in bad luck to-day,
Pete,' said a comrade. The youngster
turned his face to answer back, and by
the snapping of his eyes it could b
seen that bis mind framed a saucy, de
fiant reply. Just then his jaw dip
ped. A ball ploughed its way th' ough
his mouth, leaving nothing t ut a
bloody, tongueless cavity. Whit a
hoarse gurgle the fellow threw his guu
on the ground and fled back of the
lines. He was found in a hospital aft
erward, but never recovered.
"Ou that same day I encountered
three men under a tree. Their Liees
were ashy gray, showing that they
were mortally wounded. I asked them
why they were not attended to, and
one of tbem said it was all over with
them; they wanted the surgeons to at
tend first to those who could be saved.
One of the men was smoking a short
briar wood pipe.
"What are you doing, my friend?
I axked.
" 'Taking my last smoke,' he answer
ed, his gbissy eyes lKkirg steadily at
me. Another was reading a letter. He
held it up to his face, but I could see
that he was not making any headway.
His eyes were growing dim, and bis
weak, trembling bands folded the mis
sive and thrust it into his breast pocket
He was perfectly resigned to his fate,
and had not a word to say. When I
returned in the evening, after a lull, I
found the three men dead. Their faces
were white and set in the shadow of
the tree under which they lay. By the
placidity of the features I knew that
tbey had met death without flunking.
"That's all bosh about men raving
about mother, home and heaven. All
the men I have seen die, or near death,
were quiet and perfectly rational. They
made no fuss. Those that did were
usually delirious, entirely out of their
minds. The faces of these were fre
quently distorted, and gave every evi
dence of the mental and physical agony
they unconsciously bad-endured.
"One thing struck me as peculiar.
Nearly all the Regulars exhibited an
instant desire to examine their wounds
when they were hit, and theexpression
of their faces indicated in a moment
whether they were slightly or mortally
wounded. They seemed to know with
unfailing certainty. If the wound was
slight and iu a place where they could
tie it up conveniently they did so, and
then went back Into the fighting iin.s.
If it was mortal, their grave, pale faces
betrayed their knowledge. Tbe Volun
teers were not so well posted, but they
were brave as lions, and seldom gave
up unless seriously hurt" St Louis
Republic
War Brings Reunion.
In lf;i John Swackhammer, a Sus
quehanna couuty (Peon.) farmer, at
bis country's call, sbouldertd a gun
and went to the front. He followed
the varying fortunes of the Army of
the Potomac, and by faithful service
rose to the rank of sergeant.
After the disastrous battle of Freder
icksburg Swackhammer's name ap
peared on the long roll of tbe missing.
Months and years followed, and no ti
dings came from tbe sergeant, aud his
wife and little ones mourned for him as
one dead. A few months ago the young
est of Swackhammer's sons left the old
farm and enlisted in a Philadelphia
regiment to help whip the Does.
While at Camp Algtr, Falls Church,
Va., a few days sinoe, the young soldier
entered a little restaurant in a little vil
lage near by. He entered into conver
sation with the proprietor of tbe place,
and soon learned that he had formerly
lived in Pennsylvania. The soldier said
that was hb home State.
"From what county do you oonie?"
inquired the old man.
"From Susquehanna county," was
the reply.
"Dj you know the Swackhammers
up, there?"
"I should say I did !' waa the reply.
"My name ia Stephen Swackhammer."
'What was your father's name?" ex
citedly cried the old restauranteur.
"His name was John Swackhammer.
He was killed in the War of the Jte
bellion." "My God! I am yorr father!" cried
the old man as he tottered to a chair.
After he recovered bis composure he
said that after the battle or Fredericks
burg he languished in the rebel prisons
at Andersonville and Florence for a
Wog period, during which he was
wrecked in health and mind. Then
followed years that are a dead blaDk to
him. When memory was partially re
stored, he bad forgotten his own name,
his family and the State from whence
he came. Within a month all the va
ried happeuings of his life have passed
lu panorama before bis troubled vision.
The young soldier will get a furlough
and accompany his father back to the
lonely ones among the rugged hills of
Susquehanna eounty. Kaowa City
Journal.
Tindilv nain loses its terror if you've a
bottle of Dr. Thomas Eclectric Oil in
the house. Instant relief in cases of
burns, cuts, sprains, acciueni oi auy
sort
LO
WHOLE NO. 2450.
He Hired the Whole Circa.
"Times," said Senator Sorghum, re
flectively, "ain't anything like they
used to be. There's too much formality
We're getting to where the first thing
that's done wheu a good old-fashioned
impulse asserts itself is to tie some red
tape around it aud choke it off."
"You think we are getting slightly
effete?" inquired the young man who
is learning the politics business.
' I'ndoubtedly. And the worst of it
is that we are getting elfete-er and cf-
fete-er. The people ain't governed aa
they ought to be, A whole lot of folks
have noticed it I'll never forget the
first time I ran for office," he went
ou' In a dreamily reminiscent tone.
"There was one township that was
dead against us. And we needed It
And we got it But we didu't send
around a lot of clumsy and common
place agenU with check books. Nor
did wc have to resort to any of the
elaborate methods of surreptitious per
suasion that I hear about so often and
with so much pain."
"How did you manage it?"
"Delicately, but thoroughly. We
were a little bit annoyed at Srst by tbe
fact that a circus had arranged tothow
at the village on the day election occur
red. It was only a small circus, but
big enough to make trouble unless we
headed oir its deadly influence. Its
arrival was a temptation for everybody
to come to town and cast a vote, and
the more votes there were the more
trouble our ticket had to overcome; for
that was the most prejudiced township
it was ever my experience to do busi
ness in. But I didn't despair. I bad
a long interview with the circus man
ager, who combined with a love of bis
art a very acute business sense. The
circus waa showing in a vacant lot ad
jaceut to the polls. When the crowd
began to gather, it found canvas walls
stretching from the main entrance to
the polls. People who went to make
purchases at the ticket wagon were in
formed that Socrates Sorghum, Esq.,
was giving a theatre irty that day,
and that there wasn't room in the tent
for anybody except his guests. When
they begau to assemble at the polls I
announced that I appreciated tbe ex
pressions of loyalty aud esteem which
bad proceeded from Elderberry town
ship, and that in my turn I proposed
to show the citizens a good time. I in
formed them that each of our ballots
bad a coupon which would be stamped
by a man who stood just outside, where
be could see that the holder had Dot
been deceived into voting the wrong
piece of paper, and which would admit
the bearer aud bis family to the circus.
Those who were not entitled to my hos
pitality could follow the show to some
other town aud see It next day."
"Did it work?"
"Work! Several of the men on the
rival ticket voted for us rather than
mh.3 the circus. But you couldn't do
anything like that now," he added
with a sigh. "Circuses have got so big
that nobody could afford to hire one
for a whole day. Aud, anyhow, every
thing is getting sort of complex and
undemocratic." Washington Star.
The Champion Liar.
Some good men are naturally such
teachers and so full of benevolence, es
pecially toward the youug, that tbey
can not help spreading wisdom wher
ever they go. That the seed may fall
on stony ground is proved by a story
which a gen tU man who went hUuting
far into the interior of Nova Scotia tells
iu a letter.
The hunter was carried sixteen miles
at night by a boy sixteen years old and
a horse fifteen years old. The ride was
tedious, and the buy driver waa inclined
to go to sleep. The hunter, therefore,
thought to Interest bim in something.
"I see we are going due weit," he
said.
"How do you know that?" asked the
boy. "Were you ever here before?"
"No, but there is the North star."
"How do you know it's the North
starr'
"Why, there are the pointers."
"What pointers?"
Tbe hunter explained, and told the
boy how to find the North star. Then
he pointed out two of the planets. The
by seemed wide awake now, aud the
hunter went on to give him his first
lesson in astronomy, telling him how
Jupiter was 1,300 times as large as tbe
earth, and how Mars showed changes
of seasons how it bad bays and appa
rent cud a Is, and so forth, and how it
was supposed by many to have intelli
gent inhabitants.
When, after his bunting, the stranger
returned to the town where he bad
hired the conveyance and the boy, he
found that the people seemed to have a
certain humorous interest in him. It
was so evident that he was tbe object
of some curiosity or joke that he made
Inquiries, and finally found a man who
could tell bim.
"Why," said his informant, "you've
made a great reputation for yourself
around here."
"In what way?"
"Oh, the kid that drove you over
to the other night came back the
next day and told all the 'setters' at
tbe hotel that of all the liars he ever
heard, you were the slickest"
"What lie did I tell him'
"The boy said that you pretended to
know tbe number of miles to the sun,
and that you pointed to a star that you
called 'Jumpier,' and that you said it
was 1,300 times bigger than this world,
aud that you pointed to another star
that you eaid was one where folks
lived."
" 0,' said the boy, 'you just ought to
hear him! He's a peach! Old Uaskins
ain't in it with that Mler for lyin'. I
tell you he's the biggest liar in Nova
Scotia. Ill' point him out to you when
he comes back.' "
. The boy had pointed him out, and be
was at that moment enjoying a reputa
tion of the champion of ali tbe liars
who had ever come to Nova Scotia.
Country Gentleman.
Scrofula, salt rheum, erysipelas ana
other distressing eruptive diseasesyield
quickly and permanently to the clean-
siug, punijum .v.v-
I Bitters-
All Around the Farm.
Where poultry eat ab--ut the same
food aa cows or hogs, their manure ia
valuable ouly because it contains less
water and refuse, while the liquids and
solid are pasted together. Of course.
the manure is worth much less when
full of feathers and trash. Rural New
Yorker. It is said tt:t buyers in tbe nn ''ish
market piy tiro or three dollars more a
head for dehorned cattle, becau-enf th
hvlirf that tbt-y will put ou fleli moie
rj(l!y with less Past Tbw prune
t-on iitiou is pow more easily obtained
bts-ause the animal ia now inclined to
keep more quiet, and this change in
disposition also enable it to be handled
with greater ease, economy and safety.
Theodore Lewis says he could not
think of cutting the tails from his pigs.
The tails are the thermometers which
indicate the animal's condition. If not
feeling well, not thriving, if his food
does not agree with him, the tail will
begin, . to straighten. The sicker tbe
pig the straighter the tail. While
the conventional curl retains its place
there need be no anxiety about tbe pig.
If a double curl be seen he may be
regarded as in perfect condition.
When borers have made their way
into trees, some hot water at a temper
ature of 140 to ltjO degrees, or as hot at
can well be borne by the band, inject
ed into the holes they have made will
destroy them. Such a temperature
will not injure the tree. With a syringe
aud flexible rubber tube with a small
nozle enough water should be forced
up to make sure that the borer is kill
ed All insects can be killed by ap
plying water to them at a temperature
not high enough to be injuriou to veg
etation. Remarkable Rescue.
Mrs. Michael Curtain, Plainfield,
111., makes the statement that she
caught cold, which settled on her lungs;
she was treated for a month by her
family physician, but grew worse. He
told her she was a hopeless victim of
consumption and that no medicine
could cure her. Herdruggist suggest
ed Dr. King's New Discovery for Con
sumption; she bought a bottle and to
her delight found herself benefitted
from first dose. She continued its use
and after taking six bottles, found her
self sound and well ; now does herown
housework, and is as well as she ever
was. Free trial bottles of this Great
Discovery at J. N. Snyder's Drug Store,
Somerset, Pa, and G. W. Brallier's
Drug Store, Berlin, Pa. Large bottles
."0 cents aud II 00.
War Side Lights.
A gun with au American behind it is
a peacemaker and a mapmaker. Si
Ixuis Post-Dispatch.
In another month the dramatists and
actors will bt-giu to liht this war in
earnest Philadelphia North Ameri
can. What sacrifices men make for fiei r
country'! Tbe Keutucky troops are
drinking boiled water. Sioux Ci'y
Journal.
About the only triumph of Spanish
arms during tbe war was when Cervera
embraced Hobsou. The Philadelphia
Time.
If we have peace, there must be an
extra session of Congress. Perhaps it
would be better to g on with the war.
St Paul Dispatch.
No greater honor haj been paid to
the United States than the cheers of
gratitude which Spanish prisoners have
given our flag. Buffalo Express.
Tbe story of the shells as told by the
holes in the sunken ships at Santiago
reflects high credit upon American
gunnery aud Yankee valor. Chicago
Times- Herald.
Mr. A. C. Wolfe, of Dundee, Mo
who travels for Mansur ATibbetts, im
plement Co., of St Louis, gives travel
ing men and travelers in general, some
good advice. " "iking a Kuight of the
Grip," he says, "I bave for the past
three year?, made it a rule to keep my
self supplied with Chamberlain's Colic,
Cholera aud Diarrhoea Remedy, aud
bave found numerous occasions to
test its merits, not only on myself, but
ou others as well. I can truly say that
I never, in a single instance, have
known it to fail. I consider it one of
the best remedies travelers can carry
and could relate many instances where
I have used the remedy on skeptics,
much to their surprise and relief. I
hope every traveling man in the U. S.
will carry a bottle of this remedy In
his grip." For sale by all druggists.
Dr. J. I. Terry, of Trimble, Tenn., in
rpeaking of Chamberlain's Colic, Chol
era and Diarrhoea Remedy, says: "It
has almost become a necessity in this
vicinity." This is the best remedy in
the world for colic, cholera morbus,
dysentery and diarrhoea, and is recog
nized as a necessity wherever its great
worth and merit bevdme known. No
other remedy ia so prompt 6r effectual,
or si pleasaut to take. Sold by all
druggists.
It Shortens the Law's Delays.
"An office with a west front is a great
thing in the justice line these days,"
said Clerk Sturgis, as Justice Haw
thorne disposed of a half-dozen cases hi
half an hour yesterday afternoon.
"The advantage comes in the fact
that a room fronting the west gets hot
ter than any other, aud becomes un
comfortable for the criminals, the Court
aud the lawyers. The criminals give
up the truth more readily, and the
Court is more rapid in its decisions;
but the principal advantage ia in the
time gained ou the lawyers. When
they are a little bit more uncomforta
ble thn usual it la surprising how tbey
forget to delay the proceedings, and
bow they can facilitate business. Now,
this room is admirably arranged, hot
in summer, and cold as the mischief in
winter. It makes business go with a
dash and hustleyand we officials get
away the same as the rest of them
when it is over. You know, we are on
salary now, and only have to do what
we can not get out of any way."
Tbe courtrooms of most of the South
Side justices are on the east side of the
street and so located that tbey are un
comfortable almost any time in the day
wheu courts are usually held. Kansas
City Journal.
Some time ago, a little bottle of
Chamberlain's Colic, Cholera and
Diarrhoea Remedy fell into my hands,
just at a time when my two-year-old
boy was terribly afflicted. His bowels
were beyond control. We bad tried
many remedies, to no purpose, but tbe
littao bottle of Colic-, Cholera and Diar
rhoea Remedy speedily cured him.
William F. Jones, Olesby, Ga. For
sale by all druggists.
In the famous frozen mines In Yak
utsk, iu Rnsasia, tbe frost has beea fi
nally passed through at a depth of 70Q
feet below the surface of the earth.