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Pa. 4 iirm Kiuiintn biucii, up Kn Ca uu Mill- Cro- o!lctlou I --UirJ. tiili iu:ul,aiil l kmm iVKU'il u, i;.b uDjaipinetw j.tlilMVJ. 0LB0UN A I'OLtSOKN, ATI.'li.N tV S-Ai-LA W, Soint-rset, Pa. .'JfcifiE uiruia u our care will be u.piiii.iluiiatiiuy -.irtiJ lo. iujc inwuitm rk-aiord aOjoin . uu. Wjrveyias Hid eonvcyaiiciua I L BALR. 1 ArruRNEY-AT-IAW, tSomereet, Pa. f Z jfirJw In Somerset and adjuinin I Jua. A., WviicM euUUKVeU U ium Wlii I S. COFFKc-TH. W. H. ECPPKU 'UH'EOTH 4 RUPPEL, V AlTuKNtYo-AT-LAW, bouitrnet. Pa. Wmnsf. entms'jsl to their care will be t-..niikl pu.K'iuni.y &iurtilel la. Office I. MAItf DKX, M. I)., NVMCi.t.N end M'KuKOX, f i -xri First Njiiniia! Ibink. I 'wik. ;ifi!:ioii kivu io Use care ofihe auC Ut 1im !f;iiiHHI tit rhriHii.- dlSMAMsi. H fUVMCUN AKBBt'EtitOX, j (Somerset, Pa. i on P-j- o. Street, opposite U. B -iUcLiitUoSoe. I fL P. F. SHAFFER. PHYSICIAN AS6SUKGEON, i Kuiuereet, Pa. f 14-i hi proiawKituil Rrrvice U tli ciU- Ujtn;dta honor street. " f)5.J.M. LOATH ER, i1 tHVsiclA iMisUKUEON, I' nr--H :ar of Jjrug bio re. 3 f)- fl. g. KIMMELL, t7a?,li'Pr,fw'umi'rictotiie cltl ljr'""1 "d vicinity. L'uitM pro t'ati ti''3"-' fe SiHiuJaV 111 l- b IJ MlMILLEX, mumhuiU: in ii,'alry.) T." ''ltAli4in to the DnwmtiiM tTI"Hd"KllhIi"-tury. office i0 H. Orri,r,-rtr Funeral Director. Hun Cp Evidence. 0 Patriot tsL is;,,,,, Surveyor "tSoWEEB. LJkUe.Pa. CIVE MUTUAL FIRE 'wfr ,'""ire Towa and Wr' Wr't-f'riiif(.rm8tioo JA'-. J. ZORIf, Secretary. A. 11 HCSTojf, ler and Embaimer. h4. ET . Pa Kill H Ji JLiL V VOL. XLVJI. NO. 30 Your Doctor Knows Your doctor known J1 nn:: foods and medicines. TilQ Jiext tima txvi nn t-iim J jst ask Lira what be Honks i oi Of Cod-Liver Oil wi'h ITypo phOijpUitaa. We axe wiiiiof to trust in his answer. For twenty-five years doo- 1 tors have prescribed our Emulsion for paleness, weak ness, nervous eecbaustion, and for all' diseases that cause loss in flesh Its creamy color end Its ' pleasant taete make it es pecially useful far thin and delicate children. No other preparation of cod llver oil is like it. Don't lose timo and risk your health by 1 taking something unknown and untried. Keep in raind that SCOTTS EMTJLSION has etood the test ior a quarter of a century. yx td $r no all d nig SCOTT A EOW.NE, Chrmists hrw York. THE t Ml Somerset, Penu'a Capital, S50.000. Surplus, S37 ,000. UNOIV'DED S.3000. OCrOSlT "CCCiwe ikuasl NOIIIAU AMOUNT. PA V A ate on oCta.no ACCOUNTS or MERCHANT. ARWCRB. STOCK OCALEftS. AMD OTHIl OLICTE0 DISCOUNTS DAILY BOARD OF DIRECTORS. CHAS. O. M I LU OKO. R- JA.VKS U PI (,U, W. H. MlLli:K, JOHS it. STOTT. KOKT. S. rtCLXLs c-t-i a rr-v i-.'iti t . onrcti lItX'T VALENTIN K HAY, : VICE fKKS PKNT. HARVEY M. BERKLEY. l ASHiEP- The funis nd ecuritiM( of tlits banc are e- eorciv prote-r-u in a celebrated Coklims BrE- iji.AK Pttoor Tne uniy safe uiade ato IntelT buntiai-lirool. Jicob D. Swank, Witchmaker and Jeweler, Nsxt Joor West of Lutheran Church, Somerset, - Pa. I Am Now prejiareHi to MJpj-ly the public with Clocks, Wsoches, and Jew elry of all descriptioua, as Cheap aa the Cheapest. UEPAIIIISG A . SPECIALTY. All work guaranteed. Look at my stock before making your purchases. J. D. SWANK. KEFFER S HEW SHOE STORE! KEN'S BOYS'. WCMEM'S, GIRLS' and CHILDREN'S SHOES, OXFORDS and SLIPPERS. niatk and Tan. Latest Styles and Sbapes at lowest ..CASH PRICES.. Arljoiuing Mrs. A. E. Uhl, South-east comer of wjuare. SOMERSET. PA. MS Blend tnost soitiy ana U-iv -a festive seen; v.licnlhK. m a 87) :cn c:itdicc li.,'UL lL:.t Ik 1-.: r 5 '3 ch ,rr;. tl.r.'. i.ts ti.t U led touch to tl.tu;;.v ivi r tliiiit'i; rcir, i:. tl.e Ej t;Iov. tit fi iA'iiiJbF'i tVAX moIJ in a.l colors anu s.u.,;c:. hariiioai.'; with a:ty intcrxr hangings cr dccorctK'L. Miimiiictiire:! ty r.TaNnaRti ollCO. Tor evrrv luro. Get an Education Tb bat entSt tn lif Boat BtatKts aw4 at CDITEAl STATE KDF.kttL SCHOOL LOCK HAVtlS (4 ItetM Ca. FA StroQf fsKHltr. TT?d encrwx, frx Hhrmtj, tarn. bQtvm ba-.tiinr, xiTiw gr-QB-im. deat is ! !toB to Maiif rN, 'k work ott-ri in Mifr.i-.Sfvhmnd.Tytt" trr -air. tHtvl f t iila-t-rrt-t-d f.';TO. d)U EMMS. Fk. trm mi, Lv MwM, Ftv 50 YEARS' EXPERIENCE Thaoc M nrsicst AnsivniGMTS Ac. anlr.1T oar i,p o.-i rr Ix-r lnnnon w -i.t'! pitelirah.. f .n0"m--U..w niri ' . rrrrfi,e--Mj. HrK.i"(Ail t'J--J4U Arril lr. r-D.-7 ! r f ) L't,- . i'su-a's ren liiwHirb tu. mi. prs!. oti, wnboulciia'va.'alke Scientific JIncricaa. ea!'wn .f nr -n.ttl n.l. 1 ems. Nl y.r: f-or matins, L tuU fcy all "ir!-rr?- KUSUCOsM'KEwTork JSatiL-a ta,-a. CS P Wssblsniuii, M. U Firs lonal Bant ii 1 r '. 1 'SLY MA, SHE KNOWS." . My Pa he .vhIiI me beciiz Ue y I'm tclttln' "lougU ; He say my face U nover cleu. My hvn ls arealarnys rmigh ; I'm not bebxvin' like I xhould, An' uoln' wrong, I Vptwc. Hut Ma, she lake, an' patK my hnnd Ait' m;l---s, becux sue kuovrg ! My P haint cot no use for boys, He wants 'no always men ; 1 ttinlr II he's Pima forgot The biy he tnusl 'a been ; i r Ma, she shvk they're all alike 'Bout U an' U.tn i an' clotlnn, An )S I'll leurn to be- a mau ; An' Mi, I gu she know ! My Pa, be ntyg I ain't no good At doiu' anything; I'd rulber fxl away the time An' whistle, pluy an' King; Hut M.t, hIic smiles an' ay I'm young. An' then she np an' goea An' kinsee mean' Hiowt ine how; For Ma, you bet, be knows ! My Pa, he siy I II never be A buxinetw nun like him, Becu I hain't got any drive" An' "get np," "plufk" and "vim ;" But Mi, she saya, o tolemn like, A nu-.n'a a boy that grown, An' boys mu.-tt have their playin' spell ; An' Ma's a trump, an' knows ! My Pa. he shaken his head an' sighs. An' says h doeen't aee Where I get all the enrol ways. That w-cnj Jes' born In tne; An Ma, Khe laughs, an" laughs, an laughs Till Pa's (ce crimson grows. An' then she nays, "Tis very queer ; But sometiow. Ma, she knows! My Ma, she knows most everything 'Bout boys nn' whet they like; hbe's never woldin' 'bout the musa I make with kite and bike; She says she wants me to be good An' you Jea bet I'm goln' to be. 'Cur my sweet Ma, alie knows ! Birch Arnold, In Detroit Journal. RED EAGLE'S RAID UPON THE SIOUX. Days and days the relatives of the Black feet warriors who had beeu kill ed by the Htoux during a raid mourn ed for their lost ones. The wife of the white man Dan, who had f -!!en with them, was prostrated Willi prltf. One often hear it said that Indian women marry white men only for the easier and more luxurious life they may lead. I am fure tbia i a mistake. I have known many Ufh women and believe thena to be fully as faithful and affectionate as their white Maters. It was not long before we got an ac count of the unfortunate expedition from Red Eagle, the leader of the par ty. One evening my friend and host, Running Crane, invited him to come over and smoke a while. As the pipe was slowly passed around the circle the old man, in a few careful and well- chosen sentences, sympathized with the unlucky chief and cited instance from his own experience to show that the best laid plans, even when bucked by the strongest medicine, must some times fail. The kind and low spoken words of the old man were too much for lied Eagle. His proud and sullen reserve suddenly gave way and tears streamed fiom his eyes. Then he sob bed in sharp, stifling, heaving gasps, most distressing to hear. "No, do, my aon," said old Running Crane, gently takiDg his hand and stroking it, "do not cry. Take cour age; I'm sure it was not your fault" One of the old women, the tears t a streaming from her own eyes, saiu brokenly: "Oh, pity us, my bod; do not make us cry any more." Then the young man straightened himself up and tried to subdue his grief, and after a little told us all about the ill-fated foray. It was the ouly lime I ever knew a male Indian to break down and show emotion. "When ye left here," he said, "my heart ws light I thought or tne prayers and sacrifices we had just of fered the sun, and of the strong med icine Wolf-tail had given me, which would protect us from the dangers by the way. We traveled steadily all night, and at daybreak the timbered bottoms of the big river (the Missouri) lay at our feet We descended the long, pine-clad slope, leaving one of our party on the ridge to watch out. In the densest part of the timber, Dear the river, we built two war houesof the long, slender willows, and starting small fires within lay down to rest and Ieep. We dosed nearly all day, get ting up now and then to replenish the fire and to eat I changed the lookout at midday and weut upon the riJge myself to look over the country. There was no wind, so hail there been people around we would have seen the smoke of their fires ribing up into the clouds. All about us, np and down the river and far out onto the prairie the buffalo and antelope were quietly feeding or lying down, another, good sign that the country was uninhabited. Near sundown I called In the sentinel, uu- rolled the medicine pipe, and we smoked and prayed. We also hang the wolf song, and I told my young men that we should try to be like this medicine brother of ours, ever careful and looking out for danger ahead. "At dusk we climbed up out of the valley and started otr to the east over the level prairie, keeping far enough back from the river to avoid the break and cut coulees. So we traveled night after night, stopping each day to rest and slep in the thick timber down by the river. We passed the mouth of Bear river (the Musselshell). We camped one day at the Round butte, T o sleeps after that, at dawn, we look ed down into the wide valley and saw great herds of horses feeding on the slopes of the other aide. We could see do camp, but many thin columns of smoke rising up through the trees showed us where it was. "We did not go down into the timber that morning, for fear some of the enemy might difcover us. Near by was a thicket of pines, and we crept ' into it and waited for night to come. 8urw enough, many people crossed j over Into the limner Deiow us uuring the day. Women came over fire wood, boys hunted rabbits through the brush, and hunters rode across on the ice and then out on the prairie after man and his wife i game. A young man ana qui wiie rodo by so close that we could aee their eyes and hear them lat'ga and talk. He little thought the euemy was so u. ar, or that before the end tf another mm .JL L SOMERSET, PA., d.ty his spirit won Id pa.s to the shad ow land. "All day I saw the enemy c-tme and go.. I saw thum drive their herdx to water, and thin turu tbeiu out on the hills aguiu to grazj. I looked outover the country and tried to think how best to get away with some of these horses when night should, com", and how to take some scrips to repty the wrong the Hioux had doue my people. I considered long, and then ma le up my mind. I said to myself: This shall bathe plan; we will do thus; it must succeed. Late in the afternoon we put 011 our war clothes and painted our faces. Then I unrolled the sitcred pipe, and we smoked and prayed for sue cess. All the signs were right; we had had good dreams continually. Some had seen green grass, a sure sign they would live to see the summer. Others had dreamed of success in battle; still others that they had talked with their wises or relatives, aad so would live to meet them once more. We all felt confident "When night came I told my party my plan and they all eid it was good. So when lt was quite dark we hurried down the hill to the river, for we had not drunk since theTVeuiug before. After a whiie we cautiously crossed the river and sneaked into the timber near the camp. We counted the lodges auJ found there wer-i imre than a hundred of them. We waited and waited and watched the lights in them die out, one by one, until all were dark and the people probably all asleep. Then we circled around beyond the hearing of the watchful dogs and climbed the long ridge where the horses were fading. The moon arose and we could see them quite plainly by its dim light !xm each of us had roped and mounted an animal, aud then we rode about cutting out such horses as were largest aud strongest, each man for him If, and iu a little while we had a!l we thought we could drive. Bunching them up, we drove them out of the valley and started west over the prairie at gxxl speed. We traveled hard all night, stop ping only to change for fresh licn-vs, and at daybreak were a long way from the camp of the Sioux. Going d iwu into the river valley once more, we sanded a trail over the slippery ice, crossed the horses, and building a good fir? near the shore, stopped awhile to eat and reist Catching fresh horses here, we started up a long ridjre which wound out of the valley. When a! uaoat at the top I selected ten men to stop there with me, and told the others to go on toward home with the loose horse-", and to travel until sundown, and then make camp aud wait until we should overtake them. Here where we stopped a little grove of pines cov ered the ridge, aud we tied our horses in the centre bf it out of sight Then we built some breastworks of old logs and stones, and sat down to wait for the enemy who we were sure wire fol lowing our trail. "The sun was far in the west w hen we saw a baud of them far out on the prairie across the river, coming toward u. Their horses were already tired, as we could see by the way they whip ped them. Down the hill they rode, across the river, stopped a little where we had built the tire and then slowly walked their horses up the hill toward our ambush. We waited until they were quite close, and then all fired into them, and rushed out sounding the war cry. Three of them fell at our first fire, and we shot two more as they turned and rushed down the hill. We were happy; we were revenged. We scalped the fallen enemy with much joy and secured their weapons. The survivors were now far below us, al most at the river's edge. Suddenly we saw them stop, turn and come back up the hill at full speed, singing their war song. We looked up aud saw a party of their comrades just riding down over the brink of the hill; we were surrounded. We rushed into the thick et, untied and mounted our horses and charged up the bilL The party above us was the Smaller, aud the way past thein was the road toward home. "As soon a we cleared the pines their bullets began to lly around us. Our white brother-in-law was the first to fall. He was quite dead before he struck the ground. Then Aucient Sun was shot; next Old Wolf, ut now we were meeting the enemy. Already we had dropped four of litem cut of their saddles. We shouted the war cry aud rushed upon them. Hi vah ! The Sioux are but dogs alter all. lhey could not face our charge, and turned and fled. Some jumped from their horses aud ran and tumbled otT the steep sides of the ridge into the deep coulees; the rest turned and tried to re- climb the hilL Two more of these we shot, and the survivors turned off into the coulees, horses and all. We rode on, we reached the summit of the hill, we waved our shields at the other par ty, slowly coining up, aud then struck Oit fr home over the prairie. We had killed many of the enemy and taken their scalps; we had driven off their horses; but our hearU were snd. We thought of our brothers lying dead upon the hillside. When Red Eagle concluded his story old Running Crane mused thoughtful ly for a little, and then said, as he laid the pipe away: "You did well, my son. You did the best No one can blame you. Some day you will go again and revenge the death "Of your brothers." "Ah," said Red Eagle sadly, as he arose and wrapped his robe about him, "I shall go again." Wolf-tail, the medicine man who had interceded with the Sun to allow this war party to return in safety and triumph, who had lent them his sacred pipe and medicine to shield them from the dangers which beset their way, was in deep disgrace. During their absence he bad daily ridden about through the camp, calling out their names, praying for their safety, and predicting the return of each one in good health. Now he svareely ventur ed out of his lodge, for his medicine bad uot been potent, and his predic tions had not been verified. It wa for this reason that he did not give the da '.ice of the medicine pipe. a e I ESTABLISHED 1827. WEDNESDAY. FEBRUARY lo. ISM). Tim ancient ceremony wss one of the niot liveiy aud picturesque of the many quaint customs the lUackfeet bad in the early daja. It was custo mary for a medicine man, whenever a war p-irty returned in safety, over whose welfare, spiritual and temporal, he Lad exerted the influence of his charms, to ask all the people to join in a dance to his wonderful pine. The eoremony usually began in ttie after boon w ith a preliminary feast to the returned warriors aud the hrad men of the tribe. When all had finished eat ing and three ordinary pijes had been smoked arouud the circle, the medi clue woman brought in the great roll in which the pipe was bound and rev erently placed it in front of her hus band. Both of these porsous, servants, priesta of the Sun, had previously painted their faces, hair, arms aud clothing with the dull red earth, the sacred olor, and now, before ventur ing to untie the wrappings of the pipe, they further sought to receive favor in the sight of the great god, the ruler of light, by removing all mortal taint from their persona. The old man then spread out his bauds over it as he began a quick, high-pitched song of victory, in which all the guests joined. Three times he lowered his hands as if to grasp it, and the fourth time he did so, jumped up holding it in front of him and began to dance out of the lodge- followed by his wife and then the guests in succes sion. As the party filed out and began slowly to dance and sing among the trees and the lodges, winding about like a snake, they were joiued by men, women and children, w ho successively fell into line, until there were hun dreds of them joyfully dancing in per fect time to the soug. Every one joiu ed iu the singing, loo, and the tune was as perfectly kept as it is by a train ed orchestra. New York Sun. Awfuiness oi Prison Life. "The first aspect of prison life that strikes one who enters w ithin the doors is its cut-olFuess from the world out side," writes Mr. Baliington Booth in the February Ladies' Home Journal. "The man who has friends who still care for him may receive a stated num ber of visits a year, when for a few minutes be talk w ith wife or mother or friend iu the guardroom, and he is allowed to write one letter a month and to receive letters twice a week. To him there is, therefore, still this little bridge between his cell aud the world from which he has been banished. To many, however, there does not exist this link no friends have they to call ou them, aud the deliverer of letters passes their cells every week fur yesrs without stop ping to tidliu a in'.Sfciit tZ rncva tat bars to them. Stern discipline, loneli uess, long hour of woik, a narrow lit- e cell with just room enough for a stool and a bed, with a thick barred door through which the light falls flanked with shadows as a constant re minder of confinement these, in part, make up prisou life. The flon of wealth and the poor prisoner from the slums may march next each other in the lockstep aad occupy adjacent ceils on the gallery, for to all intents and purposes they are alike now. The strip ed dress, close cropped hair, the utter stripping off of all comforts have a lev eling influence. "The awfulnesa of prison life lies in the memories of the pat; the dismal contrast between home and prison cell; the louging for loved ones whose hearts ache away out of reach; the knowl edge that the wretched companionship of misery must be theirs, in the weary round of prison toil from morning till night, for the long years ahead, which seem interminable. Above and beyond all this, prisoners have the bitter reali zalion of the brand that has fallen up on them never to be removed con victsthat they are degraded befort the public, and w ill be looked upon for ever as accursed." State 05c:rs Paid in Pelt in 17S3 Probably few people to-day know that the original name of the State o' Tennessee was Franklin, or that in 17S the salaries of the officers of this Com won wealth were paid in pelts, but th following is a correct copy of the. law Be it enacted by the General Assem bly of the State of Franklin, aud it ir hereby euacted by the authority of tb rame, That from and after the nrs-tna of January, ITsS, the salaries of thi Common weal ill be as follows, to wit: "His Excellency, the Governor, pet annum, 1(A) deer skins. "His Honor, the Chief Justice, 501 deer skins'. 'The Secretary to His Excellency, the Governor, 500 raccoon skins. "I'ouDty Clerk, 300 beaver skins. "Clerk of the House of Coiumouf, :) raccoon skins. "Member of the Assembly, per di em, ttiree raccoon skids. "Justice's fee for serving a warrant, one mink skin." Murfreesboro.Tenn., Independent Banner. Killioni Given Awaj. Itl certainly gratifying to the pub lic to know of one coneeru in the land who are not afraid to be gemroua to the needy and Buffering. The proprie tors of Dr. King's New Discovery foi Consumption, Coughs and Colds, havt given away over ten million trial bot tles of this great medicine; and have the satisfaction of knowing it has abso lutely tuu-d thousand of hopelest cases. Asthma, Bronchitis, Hoarse ness) and all diseases of the Throat Chest and Lungs are surely cured by it Call at J. N. Snyder'a Drug Store. Somerset, Pa., and G. W. Braliier't Drug Store, Berlin, Pa. Regular si 50c and fl. Every bottle guaranteed, or price refunded. Sympathy for the Victim. The Dun Please tell Mr. Slowe tha this is the third time I have called foi that bill, and I can't waste my timt coming here every day. Intelligent Servant I am sure thai Mr. Slowe does not wish you to take w much trouble. The lat time you wen here I heard him say yours was a sad case of misdirected energy. Bostor Transcript I If HER TUCKED SILK WAIST, The woman apjK-ared at the door of her friend's room w ith a roll of silk uu der her arm and in her hand a thim ble, thread, needles, scissors and othr thing necessary foran all-day's.ewing bee. "You promised to let me make my waist on your machine," she said "Can I make ft to-day?" Her friend looked a trifle startled, but she restrained her emotion w ith a he roic effort "Why, yes," she gasped. "Certain ly. Come on in." A light dawned up-n the other wo man. She stood irresolutely in the doorway. "May 1 you are going down town," she said, "or out on your bike, or some thing." "Not at all," replied her fiieud, switching her bicycle costume off a hair Into a closet "Don't be silly. Come on in and make your waist" And she proceeded in a melancholy way to take off the top and drag the machine out into the middle of vthe room where the woman could see to sew. The woman triumphantly un rolled four yards of red taffota auff flour ished it about like a fag. "Isn't it pretty ?' she exclaimed. "And wait till you see how I am going to make It I saw oue down town yes terday thai I am going to make it by. It was tucked all over." Her frieud sauk exhausted in a chair. "Tucked all over!'' she repeated faint ly. She was wondering how long it would take, how many days the woman would be in her room using her ma chine tucking that waist all over. "Yes," asserted the woman, "I am going to tuck it all over, crossways in the front aud back. You dou't think I am too broad to have the tucks run crossways instead of up and down, do you?" Her friend observed her critically. Then she coughed. 'Oh, no," she murmured behind her hand. "Then," resumed the woman, "I am going to tuck the sleeves up and down. That will relieve the effect of the cross ways tucks, you know, and I am going to run a lot of tiny little tucks along the collar and the cuff. I wish you could have seen the one I am going to make it by. It was a j'tn dandy waist, j It was red like mine, and it bad a straight piece of black taff..ta tucked down the front and little tucked lape's on the collar and cuffs. Mine is going to be exactly like it When you see me come out in it you won't know it from a bought waist You just wait now aud keep your eyes open." .S!iHt 'Viw n thr-rdd the machine and began to tuck the silk, while her friend wrapped herself in a crocheted slumber robe of so many different col ors that she looked like a Comanche Indian, with the exception of her face, which was white and beautiful, and en deavored to the best of her ability to become reconciled to her fate. The woman sewed and sewed, drew thefcilk away from the needle, snipped off the thread with the scissors, creased an other tuck and sewed again. The hum of the machine, filling up the silence, precluded any attempts at conversa tion. Preseutly she stopped- tewing and looked up. "I think," she remarked compla cently, "that I will tuck the entire four yards and then cut the waist out afterward. That will bt the easiest way " Her frieud with difficulty suppressed t groan. 'Perhaps it will," she faltered. With that she looked out of the window once nore. Another party of bicyclists pass td. The corners of her mouth drooped. The woman hummed a. she sewed. The morniug was young, and she was, well, not so young as she bad been, but joyful, which amounts U much the ame thiug. When she got through with all that sewing, she kept on think ing, she was going to have the prettiest aist in the boarding house. She was oing to finish it with a grand flourish And spring it on the boarders at dinner. It would be a good deal of work to fin ish it in a day, but she was equal to it, the thought Sue hummed louder as the fell to imagining how dazed the boarders would look when she walked in, as large as life, and twice as natu ral, decked out in all the glory of her wonderful, much-tucked waist She iu ruined and sewed and hummed and wed. After a long t!ru it occurred to her that with all her sewing the part -he had finished was exceedingly mi 11. ute. She glanced back over her shoul ler at the silk which had not been lone. It was a long four yards that railed out thtre on the floor, very long! Jould it be possible that the salesman ltd made a mistake and given her nore than four yards ? It wa little ihort of a miracle if he had she had paid for only four. She sewed another tuck and looked back over her shoulder again. Really thai was the longest four yards of silk she bad ever seen in a'l her born days. She heaved a tre mendous sigh and looked from the silk to the clock. Ten. & he had been sew ing exactly an hour. She resumed her humming and sew ed some more. The tune she hummed wa "Yankee Doodle.,r She always hummed that when she sewed. She found that it had the effect of bracing h?r up. No wonder they played it on the battlefield. It was a good, all around tune for the faint of heart Tas noise of the machine again stop ped. She drew out the thread and broke it off between her fingers. The cisora bad dropped to the floor and she couldn t find them. Whenever she was so busy she didn't know what to do the scissors always began to lose thenar telves. . "Di you think," she Inquired, turn ng her head sideways as she ran her humbnail along the creased tuck with 1 grating sound that set her friend' eeth on edge, "that waists are so aw ully swell, tuoked all over?" Her frieud, suddenly perceiving a ray f light dawning upon the horizon, straightened herself up. "At some of the stores," the remark ed vivaciously, her face beaming In a radiant smile, "you w ill find that they re not tucked at alL" "I know," admitted the woman, with a nod. I went Into a tc-re the other day aud inquired the pri'? of a waist It was a beautiful thins;. Thir ty-five dollars. When I recovered from the shock of the price I took a good look at it, an ft bless you! it was the plainest thing I ever saw in my life. A child could have made it And there wasn't the ghost of a tuck. Yes, I re- memlier very distinctly there wasn't the ghost of a tuck." The machine hummed cgain, so also did the wrman. She hummed very bravely, I r ing- not to think. That wa the trouble with sewing. It left your brain idle. She always fell to thinking when she sewed. Ghosts rose up be fore her and stalked. She knew what was the matter. She was getting tired, and invariably when she got very, very tired, these gbHts walked. She looked up at the clock. Eleven. She had now been sewing for two solid hours. Sbe changed her tune. She now hum med "Show pity, Lord!" She stopped once more to break her thread. The scissors still refused to tie found. They would bob up serenely enough when she no longer needed them. That i;I wsys happened, but now they hid them selves away aud laughed up their sleeves. The thread also was stubborn. She could not break it with her fingers. She stooped and bit it off. "How do you think it would look," she asked casually, 'to tuck the front of the waist ami not the back ?" "It would look lovely," answered her friend, who- was growing almost cheer ful now. "That's what I would do. Just put in a plain French back. What i the use any way in tucking both sides? People never see the back and front of you at the same time; never." "But suppose you happen to be stand ing in the middle of the room," object ed the woman, "aud they walk around you ?" "Wh.-tt do you care for the option of people who are so curious as that? Be sides, by the time they gt to your back may be they might forget that your waist was tucked in front" The woman continued to sew and also to think. She was getting almost too tired to live, and when she got to lived to live the ghost of the boy rose up lie- fore her. It did, invariably. The boy was not dead. No, no! She hoped he was not dead. Still, he was so far away he might be and she not know it At the very thought she gave a shrill little scream. "What's the matter?" asked her friend, startled. The woman laughed. "I came pretty near running the machine needie through my thumb nail," she said. "Did you ever do that?" "No," replied her friend with a shud der. The woman laboriously began anoth er tuck. Of course he was alive and well. Of coune be was. She never would forget, though, that day she sent him out with invitations to her card party. He went on bis pony and a blizzard caught him and he nearly froze to death befons he could gtt home. Well, how could she tell that a blizzard was to coma cp? All sort of sudden and unaccountable thing happened in the West cyclones and blizzards and sockless statesmen. Clearly it wasn't her fault, but whenever she thought of that party of her the boy's poor little crimson face and his frosted ears and his cold hand that she bad to rub and rub and rub before the blood would come back to them rose up before her and wiped out all the pleasure she had had in it she dearly loved a little party, too and made ber heart ache so that merciful heavens, would that piece of silk ever get any shorter! She stepped stitching, leaned her elbow s on the ma chine and sighed. "What's the matter now?" asked her friend. "How do you think it would look," she asked, her voice quavering a very little, "to have the yoke tucked aud not the front?" "The rule works both ways," answer ed her friend. "People walking behind you will never kuow that the front of your waist is plain." The woman braced up and went on with her work. She started to hum another tune, but it fell through. She couldn't She hadn't the strength. It was now 12. No, she wouldn't go down to lunch even, she told her friend. She must keep straight on, working like a dog, If she wanted to finish the old thing, and then, she believed, she would never get it finished. She would probably be sitting there sewing w hen Gabriel bler his trumpet for all the dead to rise. Go on down w ithout her. Her friend went on down without her. She left the iridescent slumber robe on the chair. It locked lonesome ly empty thene. The woman continu ed, nevertheless, working steadily on, occasionally throwing a haunted glance back of her at the silk, which seemed to stretch and stretch instead of dimin ishing, until it covered the floor. She wa growing tired, very tired. In all her life she believed she had never be for? been so tired. It was awfully sad anyhow to live a long way from people whose heartstrings were all tangled up with yours. Even if she hadn't bad a letter from the boy for several weeks, that was no sign that anything was the matter with him; no sign at all. He wa possibly a well and strong as she was, may be better and stronger. Then, if he bad been taken ill, surely they would let her know they would tele graph ber. Finding it difficult to see, she shoved the machine nearer to the light Ti e tucks ran crooked. The thread broke, An-awful suspicion clutched her brain. The bobbin was out! She investigated. Yea, that was the case. It was the ea tastrophe which invariably came when she was so tired that she wished be was dead and buried and done with it all. With a groan she began to wind it. The thread stubbornly refused to remain on the bobbin. It wound itself into a knot on the outside. Everything was against ber. Unless somebody came to her rescue she would preaeutly shed tears. She knew alio would. How was It possible to tell whether or not the boy was all right? Anything might happen to a boy 3,000 miles away, and you know it She looked at the knotted thread, then at the atrip of silk. It had not oliOlo WHOLE NO. 2481. diminished in length. Oa the con trary, it had expand.il. A a rule she believed in expansion, but iu the natu ral order of things four yard of silk that are being tucked should contract Her eye took on a hunted look as she gfized upon the red strip stubbornly reaching back of her to the threshold of the closet door. By and by she'sprung up, caught the thread off the machine, grabbed upthe silk, and running to the door fell over her friend, who was coining back up stair from her luncheon. "What are you about?" the friend cried. "Aren't you soing tofiuishyour waist"."' In pp'r.e of herself her voice eontaiued au element of joy. It thrill ed, in fact It was not too late after all to go on that bicycle ride. "You see," said the woman, "I con cluded that I would make the waist plain all over, and use the tucking I have already done for the collar and cuff-- That iil lc pretty, don't you think?" "Very, very pretty," assented her friend, with enthusiasm, "but won't you have to make the wai-t this after noon?" The question was polite, but fearful. "No, no," hastily replied the woman, "I'v-j got to go out now and send a tel egram right away this minute. I can't wait" She went out and sent the telegram, received an answer that the boy was all right, put the waist away in the bu reau drawer and left it there. And so ended the making of the waist. From the New York Sun. Murder of 13;h Century Innocent. "Bethlehem was little among the thousands of Judah," writes Mrs. Lew Wal ace iu the February L-dies' Home Journal. "We are told that probably not over thirty children fell under the order of Ik-rod. The murder of the innocent ;f tl.t- iiiuclveiith century is march to untimely graves, not by order of a wrathful King, but under w hat is claimed to be the finest free- school system in the world. Go Into any public achu and you will seegirls pallid as day lilies, and boys with flat chests aud the waxen skiu that has been named the school complexion. F.very incentive and stimulus is held out : dread of blame, love of praise, prizes, medaN, badges, the coveted flourish in the newspapers the strain never slackens. Watch the long lines Chug pat. each pupil carrying books three, four, live to lie studied at night in hot rooms, by fierce, sight-destroying lights. Time was w heu spectacles went with sge. They are no Hgu of ae now. Many must wear glasses to help eyes worn prematurely old by eight work. uS.ud a though l fill father, 'My chil dren have no child life. They are straining up a jirade, talking about ex aminations. When is their playtime if not iiim'.snil w hat I. as become of the light-hearted boys? School is never out. Even in the fields the butterfly and the tree-toad are turned into object lessons, and the gra-sbopper is torn to pieces in order to be instructive. When I w as a l-oy, aud school let out, we were guy and free. We studied iu school time, aud in playtime there was no thought of anything but play.' I do not under value education ; it is greatly to be de sired, but ovtr education is slaying it thousandsT The burden is book. The tasks imposed ou the young are fearful. The effort seem. to be to make text books as difficult and complicated as possible, instead of smoothing the hill so high and hard to climb." What It Was About "What's the trouble here?" asked a mau who had jammed into a crowd in front of a physician's office too late to see what had occurred. "Oh, just a little scrap," some one replied. "But what about?" queried the curi ous man. "Well, as near an I can gather," said the other, "it wa thi3 way. A young man just raising a red mustache called to consult the doctor who lives in there." "Yes." "Well, the young man had a terrible bid ca.-e of dyspepsia." "Yes, I see." "Iieinga dyspeptic, you know, he was 11 tttu rally touchy." "Of course." "Well, after be bad told the doctor all about bis trouble, snd how he felt after eating, and so on, he sat back and pulled at his red mustache and waited for the doctor to prescribe." "Exactly, I understand." "And when the doctor told him what to do the young man started to fight, and that's all there is about it." "But, see lure," called the curious man, as the other started to walk away, "the doctor must have said something to offend the young man with the red mustache, didu't he?" ''Oh, yes, of lourse ; but he didn't mean ir, you know. When he told the young man with the red muttacbe to diet he wasn't referring to the mus tache. You're welcome. Good day." New York World. Brave 2en Fall Victim to stomach, liver and kidney troubles, as weii as women, and alt feel the results in Is of appetite, poisons iu the blood, backache, nervousness, headache and tired, listless, ruu-down feeling. But there's no need to feel like that Listen to J. W. Gardner, Idaville, Iud. He wtys : "Electric Bitters are just the thing for a man w hen he is all run down, and don't care whetherhe live or dies. It did more to give me new strength and good arpetite than anything I could take. I can now eat anything tmd have a new lease on life." Only V) cents at J. N. Snyder's Drug Store, Somerset, Pa., and O. W. Bralilefs Drug Store, Berlin, Pa. A Visitor's Apprehension. "We had an awful scare at our bo-Jse last night." f "What burglars?" "Worse'n that ; a baggage man brought a trunk to our door by mis take." -Detroit Free Pie. Bitw ia a Balloon. A liiehview (III.) correspondent writes: William Harvey ami his sister, M' Mary, living about six miles east of this phm, tell a very interesting story of them-elves which happened a number of yars ago. They Were quite sro!!, the boy being 5 and bU ebaer 7 year old. Duriug the yar ivs, while the Ste Fair w-s beit'2 lipid I'tn'.ral lily. III., an aeronaut of I'lui tiia-U- an a.-, tisioti in a balloon at the Slate fair ou Satur day momfrtg, snd hi" balloon c.am down l'ut r-li milci e-t of here, near Ihe eiMtntry roub tiee f William Harvey, Sr. TLeowuert f the balloon, feeling chilled, went into the farm house to warm and tied his balloon lo a rail fence near the barn, Little Wil li and Mary were playing near lhe barn. They uoliced the balloon tied to the fence, and as they had never seen a balloon, they walked up to take a look at it Seeing it would go up a few feet and back agaiu, they thought it wouid be fun to get Into the basket aud tide. Mary helped her little brother in and theu she got in. The la'.lxii went up and down a while, then a'l at once it gave a lunge and pulled itself loose from the fence. Up and up it went with the little Harvey children in :he basket There was a wild chase after that balloon. Telegram was sent from town to town. Men ou hors back galloped all over the country. But it w as grow ing late and the balloon was traveling fast Soon it wa impossible to see it. It went south, passed through Ceiitn lia. III., then turned west ajcairi and weut over Maseoutah, III., then turned and went over Fast St. Lotii.s. Tho little lwy U'gan to gi t -o, and com menced to cry. Mary untied hernprou and put it around Willie's head and he went to sleep iu Mary's lap. About? o'clock the next nurui:iK the balloon came down in a large tree on a farm southeast of Mount Vernon, III. The ownere of the farm, .seeing the balloon la their tree, the lady of the bouse cried out to her husband : "Oh, John ; God has sent us some children in a basket" Ride of a Hso. Representative Oslnirne ha submit ted from the House Committee on Claim a favorable report ou the Senate bill to pay Mrs. Hatlie A. Phillip fiOOJ in full com jensa! ion for the ser vices of her husband, John Phillips, iu the Indian war of !W. In December of that year Fort Phil Kearney was invested y the Sioux, who ha-l jtist mttssjtcred 7s men under Fetterman. Snow covered the prairie to a depth of three feel and the tin rcury marked 'J) decrees below zero. Tin women in the fort lc-.'-'ed thai in tl.e event of a capture tiny w uid I I lown up with the jmiw tier bouse. it was in this crisis that i'hilli)s vol unteered to make a ino-uiile dash to Fort Laramie. At midnight he left the beleagured fort with a few biscuits in hi pocket and a little feed for Lis horse. Over the plains he n de st niht, hiding in the day w ith no qqortunity to replenish his store of food. Five day later he reached Fort Laramie, falling into a faint when he had deliv ered the dispatches. He thus aved manv a life. To be entirely relieved of the ache and pain's of rheumatism means a great deal, and Hood's Sarsaparilla does it. The Man Got Even. "A few days since," relates a solicitor, "as I was sitting with my friend I in his office a man came in and said : " "Mr. W , the livery stable keep er, tricked me shamefully yesterday, and I want t- le even with him.' " 'State your case,' said 1 " 'I asked him how much he'd charge me for a horse to g- to Richmond. He said half a aover-in. I took the horse, and when I came back he said he wanted another half sovereign for coming i ack, aud he made me pay it.' "D gave bis client some legal ad vice, which he immediately acted upon, as follows. He went to the lively stable keeper and said. 'How much w ill you charge for a horse to Wind sor?" "The man replied : 'A sovereign. "Client accordingly went to Wiud r, came back by rail, an I went to the livery stable keeper, saying ; '"Here is your money, " paying hi.u a sovereign. '"Where is my horse?' said W . " 'He's at Windsor, answered the client, 'I hired him only to go lo Windsor.' " Pearson's Weekly. Red Hot From the Gun Was the lall that hit G. B. Stead man of Newark, Mich., in the Civil War. It caused horrible Ulcer, that no treat ment helped for years. Then Buck leu's Arnica Salve curtd him. Cures CuU, Bruises, Burns, iSoils, Felons, Corns, Skin Eruptions. Best Bile cure on earth. ' cents a lex. Cure guar teed. Sold at J. N. Snyder's Drug Store, Somerset, Pa., and t i. W. 15ml lier's Drug Store, Re.rlin, Pa. Why She Hates Hia. "Have you ever stopped to think " he liegan, and then hesitated. 'Well," she urged, 4 go on; what,' were you going to say ?" "I beg your pardon," he replied. "I was about to ask you whether you had ever stopjied to think aUut something; I Mil I might have known that you nev er did." "And you mean to insinuate that I never thiuk?" she demanded. "Oh, no, no ; not at all," he made haste to assure ber. "I only lueau that women don't have to stop talking to thiuk, for we all kuow that they do think, sometimes." And yet he wonder w hy she bate him. Cleveland Leader. Wcrkinj Night and Day. The busiest and mightiest little thing that ever was ruade is Dr. King' New Life Pills. Every pill is a sugar-coated glcbule of health, Ibat changes weak ness into strength, listlessness iuto en ergy, brain-fag into mental power. They're wonderful in building up tLe health. Ouly cents per box. Sold at J. N. Suyder's Drug Store, Somerset, Pa., and G. W. Brallier's Drug Store, Berlin, Pa. - At a Loss For Words. "When we think of the despicable wretch who broke into this office and stole our only dictionary," said the edi tor of a country weekly in ihe Issue following the theft, "we find ourselves wholly at a loss for words to express our ludiguation. The miserable scoun drel has got them." lioseteaf. Energy all gone? Headache? Stom ach out of onter? Simply a case of torpid liver. Burdock Blood Bitters will make a new man or woman of you.
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