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Do you know why the PHOENIX bicycle is the most
popular wheel in Pittsburg? Do you know why it won
the Butler-Pittsbugh race, and the Wheeling-Pittsburg?
Simply because bearing, chain, tire, frame—all the
parts —are made of the best material. Because we
build the lightest.easiest running wheel that is safe and
reliable for the roads.
We also make a specialty of an easy running and light
lady's wheel, which is equally popular.
A guarantee is a good thing in its
way. The PHOENIX guarantee cov
ers every point, but the best point of all
is the fact that repairs or claims for de
fective parts constitute an exceedingly
small per centage of our cost of manu
For catalogue and other information
THE STOVER BICYCLE Mfg. Co.
FREEPORT. ILL. or
J. E. FORSYTHE, Agent.
September 4, 5,6 and 7, 1894.
Entries in Horse and Cattle Departments
close August 27th.
EXCURSION RATES ON ALL RAILROADS.
For Premium Lists Apply to
W. P. ROESSING, Sec'y.
There has been a decline in the
price of materials from which buggies
and other vehicles are made, therefore a
decline in the price of vehicles. Come
quick and see before it advances again.
S. B. MARTINCOURT & CO.
BUTLER, - PA.
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BUTLER ROOFING COMPANY,
Wholesale and Retail Dealers in
—Excelsior Fire-Proof Slate Paint—
For Shingle Roofs,and Ebonite Varnish for all Metal Roofs. Also,
Agents for the Climax Wool and Asbestos Felt, the King
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11l kinds of roofs repaired and painted on the shortest notice.
Estimates given on old or new work and the same promptly attended
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have everything in their favor—beauty, stability, ease. You can
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Made by FREDONIA MFG. C' Youngstown, O.
IN MID-SUMMER %
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THE BUTLER CITIZEN.
Jury Lists for Sept. Term, 1894.
: List of Grand Jurors d.awn this 30th day
j of-Jaly, A. I> , 1894, to serve as GranJ
| Jurors at a regular term of Conrt begin
j ning on the first Monday of September,
I A. D., 18&4, the same being the 3rd day
| of said month
j Armstrong Austin, merchant, Butler 3rd
; Alien Xicol, tanner. Cranberry twp
| Allen W J, painter, Butler sth ward.
; Boozell A W. farmer. Clay twy.
Book John, farmer, Wtrth twp.
Bauder Uenry, miller, Muddyereek twp.
Christie H L. farmer, Concord twp
Doulhett Alex, farmer, W'infielJ twp.
Davis Samuel laborer, Evan. City.
Frazier Thomas W, miller. Jeffer>on twp.
Heineman C M, editor, Bntler4th ward.
Humes Thomas, farmer, Clearfield twp.
Joseph Jesse, farmer, Allegheny twp.
Kelly Wm, farmei, Cherry twp, Sooth.
Lutz George, farmer Forward twp.
Lefever David, farmer, Jefferson twp.
Morrison Henry, farmer, Mercer twp
McKnight Jatnes, farmer, Slippery-rock tp.
Fearce Thomas M. firmer, Butler twp.
Shall Casper, farmer Jackson twp, West
Thompsou G W, fanner, Cherry twp, S.
Troutinan W J, clerk, Butler stn ward.
Vandike Samuel, gia-s Worker, Butler 1-t
Walters C E, miller, Butler 3rd ward.
List of Petit Jurors drawn this 30rd day of
July, A D , 1894, to serve as Petit
Jurors at a regular term of Court cuin
menciug ou the wecoiid Monday of Sept ,
A. D., 1894, the name being the 10th
day of said month.
Anderson W C, farmer. Penn twp, south.
Bartley W l>, farmer, Buffalo twp.
Barto David, merchant, Evans City.
Behm A n, farmer, Forward twp
B'»>k LI. farmer, Krauklm twp.
Boggs 11 C, merchant, Kvaus City.
Ilraden J C, farmer, Cla. twp
Black 8 J, farmer, Marion twp.
Colbert Harvey. merchant, Itatler sth wd.
Crawford T U, farmer.Allegheny twp.
Douthett Jaine- Ai, farmer, Penn twp
Ensminger W U, painter, Butler 3rd wd
Elliott Robert, farmer, Buffalo twp.
Elliot'. Riddle, farmer. Buffalo twp.
Fleeger W B, farmer, Concord twp.
Fielding Capt Wm, farmer, Slipperyrock
Fleming W A, Justice of Peace, Petrolia.
Fitbian John, laborer, Parker twp.
Flanigan Abraham, farmer, Oakland twp.
Gilliland John F, farmer. Summit twp.
Greenawalt Lewis, farmer, Jackson tp, E
Glenn S W, farmer. Centre twp.
Uazlett Leslie P, farmer, Forward twp.
Hoover John I>, farmer, Parker twp
Hilliard Jerry, carpenter, Washington
Humphrey John, gent, Butler 4th ward.
Uumphrey Wm, merchant, Muddycreek
Harbison J D, tanner, Clinton twp
Jamison Armstrong B, pumper, Fairview
(Cams J J, farmer, Butler twp.
Knox E H, blacksmith, Uarmonv.
Love Thompson, farmer, Clinton twp.
Logan Levi, blacksmith, Jefferson twp.
Manny John, farmer, Butler l*t ward.
Morrow J W, farmer, Concord twp
& cCandless Austin, farmer, Adams tp N.
Miller W H, tailor, Butler sth ward.
Miller Wm, faruiar, Middlesex twp.
McAboy R C, Justice of Peace, Butler 2nd
Pearce W E, carpenter, Oakland twp.
Patterson Joseph W, farmer, J«fferson tp.
Petiigrew R U, blacksmith, Washington
Rader Adarn, farmer, Forward twp.
Smith C F, farmer, Buffalo twp.
Snyder A. B, farmer, Washington twp N.
Texter Gotlip P, farmer, Jack sou iwp E.
Wilson J S, farmer, Centreville.
Wright Alexander, farmer, Jefferson twp
C. A „D.
A business that keeps grow
ing through a season oi de
pression, such as the country
has experienced, is an evi
dence that people realize they
save money by trading with
us. We know, and always
have known, the days of large
profits are past. Without
question we are giving more
for the money than last year.
Our stock is larger i 0 select
from than last year.
'".ALL ANDJSEE US.
Colbert & Dale.
AUGUST CLEARANCE SALE!
Bargains in Every Department!
Hat* 15c were sl, $1,125 sn<l 91.50
One lot of 50c flower* for 10c.
One lot of $1 flowern for 25e.
One lot of 50c ribbon for 25c.
Your choice of our sl, 91.25 and $1.50
waiftt* for 35c.
One lot of children* 25c hoite for 10.
One lot of children* 25c hone 2 pair for 2fic.
One lot of ladiex 25c vent» 2 for 25c.
One lot of ladies white nkirtH for 25c.
M. F. & M. MARKS,
113 to 117 8. Main St., - - Butler.
All Summer Shoes and Slippers
must go if low prices will do it,
must have the room for new goods
Ladies Kid Button Shoes at 75c.,
Lad is Serge gaiters at 45c., La
dies open Toe and C. S. Slippers
45c., Ladies Dong. Oxford Pat.
Tips 60c., Ladies fine Tan Oxfords
75c., Misses fine Tan Oxfords 65c.
Childrens fine Tan Oxfords 50c.
Boys shoes 75. 95 and SI.OO
Mens fine Tan Shoes reduced
from 2.50 to 1.50, Mens fine Tan
Oxfords $1.25, worth $2.00, Mens
A Calf Bals 85c., Mens Army
Shoes Sewed at 95c,, Mens A
Calf Bals and Congs at 95., Mens
high cut hand pegged Crcede
more at <jsc.
These goods can only be found
at the above prices at
New Shoe Store,
0. E. MILLER,
215 S. Main street.
BUTLER, PA., THURSDAY, AUGUST 23, 1894.
It Is Not
What We Say
But what Hood's Sarsapariila does, that
tells the story. The great volume of evi
dence in the form of unpurchased, volun
tary testimonials prove beyond doubt that
* * parilla
Be Sure to Get |j
Hood's Pills c»ie habitual constipation.
ts . ■'.F PREMIUMS C-iYEN FREE
;RS OP LIO3I COFFEG
A Scientist claims tbe
Root of Diseases to be
In the Clothes we Wear.
The host Spring
remedv for the blues,
etc., is to discard
old duds which irri
tate the body:-leave
your measure at
ALAND'S for a
new suit which will
fit well, improve the
appearance by re
lieving you instant
ly of that tired feel
ing, and making you
cheerful and active.
The cost of this
sure euro is very
and Strap Work,
and Fly Nets,
and Dealer in
Whips, Dusters, Trunks and
My Goods are all new and strict
fir-it-c ill work guaran
Repairing a Specialty.
Opposite C ampbell & Templeton's
342 S. Main St., - Butler, Pa.
All light suits
THE RACKET STORE.
$8 Suits Reduced to 85
i 0 Suits Reduced to 8
12 Suits Reduced to 10
THE RACKET STORE
ALTEMUR Kb,CLOTH AND
aw Of the" fa 11
at best narrow
Into the bed of
mass of discon
solate wetness, trotted sullenly behind,
his nose close to the horse's heels.
Oliver's corduroys were snaking, from
his sombrero a stream of water dripped
down his back, and the damp carcass
of a defunct antelope swung to his sad
dle became painfully odoriferous. That
very antelope had lured him to the top
of Slsty's peak and had taken revenge
for the fine shot which had brought
Craig, naturally hot-tempered and
impatient, swore audibly He won
dered why a man should want to go
hunting in the Rockies; why, if he did,
he could not tell when it was going to
rain—or did anybody ever know Col
orado weather; why, if a man knew
enough to go to the top of a peak, he
could not And his way down? He had
no idea where he was, and night was
near at hand; under the aspens, that
slapped him merrily with wet branches
as he passed, it was already dark.
He wondered where Dr. John
was. That ass would make a jest of
the matter; he was offensively personal
iu his jokes. He would not think of
going to look for a comrade —not he,
the laziest man in the world. Why,
then, should Craig Oliver take meat to
Dr. John, antelope steak he so favored,
brought from the summit of a cloud-
MRS. DJS HKHTAt'D AND HKR DOG.
reaching peak? Yet that invidious
doubt of Dr. John's! There must bo evi
dence, or he would tell the story of an
imaginary antelope and imaginary
It grew darker —if possible, wetter.
The sodden antelope flounced about,
and the dog whined dolefully.
"Confound you, Mac," cried Oliver.
"If you are bored, what must I be? Do
yon think I'm doing this for pleasure?
Besides, you can shake the rain ofT
your i oat, and It soaks Into mine. If f
stay outside to-night it means rheuma
tism, sure. I'll bet the doctor is hud
dling over the lire now with that infer
nal pipe of his, and Mike is cleaning
his boots —the doctor's boots. 1 pay
Mike, but he cleans the doctor's boots
first, last, and all the time. Some men
have a faculty of imposition."
The more uncomfortable Oliver lie
came, the more he thought of his guest
snugly ensconced in his hunting cabin
miles away on the Troublesome an
untrustworthy little stream that
meandered through the mountain
park, irrigating the crops bountifully
in the spring, but often annihilating
them in midsummer.
"lie's toasting his thin shanks at my
hearth, smoking my tobacco, ordering
my servant about, and he would leave
me out here to perish. He knew it
was going to rain; that is why he said
he had the toothache. I swear ho
hasn't one of his own left. I believe it
is gout ails him. Arid Mike hasn't
sense enough to go out with a light.
Ha! there's one!"
The trees more widely scattered
showed him a sudden glimmer of
light across the murk below, like a
fallen star. He urged the mare for
ward down a steep hill, and found
from her quickened pace he was on a
traveled road. Then she shied and
stopped, and he was close to a shut
gate. He dismounted, opened It, and,
mindful of cattle, closed It after him.
After a short walk he saw the dark
outlines of buildings, a house with
corrals and barns; from the last came
the savage barking of dogs and the
clank of their stretching chains as they
leaned from their kennels. Mac, In
duty bound, set up a challenging up
roar, silenced only by his master's
whip. From the lighted windows
Craig saw the house proper was built
of logs and raised considerably from
the ground, with a wide veranda ap
proached by a long flight of steps. A
door In the 1., that was on a level with
the ground suddenly opened and a man
came out with a lantern- an under
sized man, with a white face, deep
sunken black eyes, and a scrubby beard
around his cliln of such a blue-black
color that his face looked deathly
"What a sta'e's-prUon mug!" Craig
thought; but he said, politely: "I have
lost my way."
"Well, this Is not It," said the man,
holding his lantern rudely near Oliver's
"I do not need your assurance "i
that, iny civil friend; but If I Insulted
you with a bribe could you put up my
horse and give me shelter for the
"Western hospitality Is evidently
out of your line. I fancy New York
or the adjacent Islands are more to
your taste than a ranch in the moun
tains. Perhaps you could direct me to
Lord Morris' shooting box; it's on the
Troublesome, about five miles from
Psrkvllle. lam a stranger here, as T
only bought the lodge this spring."
"I don't know where it Is."
"Ah! a stranger too. You own thin
"I don't see that that Is your affair "
"I might make It mine, If the odd*
were not against me," Oliver muttered,
turning and tightening his saddle
girths. A door in the house suddenly
Opened, and In the flood of light stream
ing out Oliver saw a slight girlish fig
ure peering Into the darkness.
"What Is It, Louis? Not M. de Res
taud? Is—ls he hurt?"
"Only a trauip. Uo back Into the
house," called the man, rudely.
A fat little woman in a cap ran out,
seized the girl's arm, and tried to drag
fcer In the door; ttyc young \vopji\p
ueienaca ner "Fights vigorously, and,
freeiug herself, ran down the steps.
"I have entered a romance," thought
Craig, advancing to the steps. "After
traveling in extremely beaten paths
for f-irty years. I have suddenly
achieved an adventure." "I have lost
my way," he said, lifting his hat. "I
am not a tramp at all, but a neighbor
—even a landed proprietor. 1 did hope
for shelter, but I will only ask a direc
"But I don't know any directions,
sir, and I wouldn't trust Louis'; he'd
like to get anyone into trouble. I am
thankfully ignorant of this horrid coun
try; I want to be; I hate it. But you
must come in and get dry and have
your horse rubbed down. What a lovely
The fat woman, who had descended
the steps unobserved, here interposed
an objection, clutching the girl's arm
tightly, and talking hastily in whis
pered French that sounded like a pro
longed hiss, so great was her agitation.
"Hush up. hag!" said the singular
young woman, again freeing herself.
"And now do come in for a little
She was bareheaded, and wore some
kind of a sleary gown. As the rain
was speedily wetting her shoulders,
Oliver was forced to go up under the
roof of the veranda.
"You needn't be shocked," she went
on. merrily, "at what I said to her: she
does not know a word of English, and
she's gone and won't come any more.
Half the fun 1 have is calling her names
and saying things to her she would so
like to know. Louis, take the gentle
roan's horse and give her good care.
None of your tricks, for monsieur
might this once like to be friendly;you
never can tell; he and Lord Morris
were. Monsieur can be agreeable,
quite lovely, to strangers, if he wants
The man, grumbling to himself, led
the mare to the barn.
"I don't fancy leaving her to his
mercies," said Oliver, uneasily, as he
watched man and horse from the
porch. "Somehow I have not over
much confidence in your servant."
"Isn't he evil-looking? Annette,
though, thinks he is beautiful. But
Louis will be good to your horse; he U
fond of thsm, and a thoroughbred,
too, like that one, will delight him.
His liking for horse# is the only human
" !>• COM* IS."
trait he has. I)o come in, just a little
while; we're not robbers or Bonders,
though things are funny. Bring your
lovely dog. Will he fight a little mite
"If he did I'd disown him," smiled
She stopped and picked up a fluffy
Skye terrier, and, holding it in her
arms, led the way into a luxuriously
furnished room with piano and fine
pictures, a bright open fire, and evi
dences of travel and culture in bric-a
brac. It was strangely at variance
with the wild Hnd lonely country out
side, but oddly natural in Colorado.
In the Rockies the unexpected is al
ways happening; a day laborer Is often
a college graduate waiting for a stake,
or a cowboy may be the SOB of an earl
"If we tried to snare travelers," said
the young lady, coolly. "Louis would
rather hurt our business, his manners
are so bad. This is the den of Monsieur
do Restaud, who came here to avoid
the war with Prussia; lie was only a
young lad then, but a boru coward;
and bis brother is a colonel in the
French army, his father a general. He
daren't go back to France. Sit down,
here's a chair for your coat; you will
feel better dry I'll excuse your shirt
Talking all the while, she set a chair
for his coat, one for himself near the
hearth, and then, kneeling down by
the big dog, she put the little one ou
the lloor and proceeded to make tliein
acquainted. Nkye instantly became a
fluff of growl and fight; hut Mac,
with an ennuyeed sigh, stretched
himself and lay down to rest. lie real
ized he was intruding, but meant to
make the best of it lu peace. She
jumped tip, tbe dog under her arm, and
ilung a log mi tho fire.
"There; are you comfortable?" she
asked, standing and smiling on hint, a
lovely flush on her face.
Oliver looked at her in wonder. Was
she child or woman? A slight, girlish
figure, but beautifully formed, tiny
hands and feet, a mass of short reddish
curls around the neck, parted smoothly
in the middle, hazel eyes with dark
lashes, a nose retrousse, plquantly so,
and a rosebud mouth that showed
small white teeth of dazzling brilliancy.
Her skin was almost unnaturally pale;
and a dimple In her left cheek drew
attention to its soft roundness. Her
gown of yellow China silk clung to her
beautiful curves, and the wide ruffle of
the yellow around her throat was like
the petals of a llower. lie looked at
her left hand; there was no ring; in
fact, all the jewelry she wore was a
bunch of silver bangles on her rllfht
"Do you live here?" he asked, lamely,
as she knelt again on the rug to pat
his dog, Skye in her arms.
Instead of replying, she made her
dog sit up on its hind legs and beg an
accomplishment Skye disliked show
ing, as he desired getting acquainted
with the new dog, and this circus busi
ness seemed derogatory to his dignity.
"See!" said the young woman, breath
lessly; "isn't, he cunning? Hut he does
it better when there Is not
he never will show off. Can your dog
give his paw?"
"I don't think I ever asked him,"
stammered Oliver, who was thinking
what a pretty picture the girl made.
"Well, he Is too tired to tease now.
Oh!" jumping up and standing by the
fire, "you asked who I was?"
"No; If you live here?"
"Do you think," half sadly, "a person
could live here?"
"I—l don't know."
"I do," said the young woman, em
phatically. "I have tried It two years
and winters, all the long shut-In
months. I eat, sleep, breathe, but 1
don't live. lam called Minny—chris
tened Minerva, after my father's ship
a funny name, that dyj-s apt suit uK\
Children ought to Ite allowed to name
themselves, don't you think so?"
"It might be better, but Miuny i.s a
pretty name, and," with a smiling
glance of admiration, for Oliver liked a
pretty woman, "suits delightfully. I
was named think of that! —but
luckily had a middle name. Allow me
to introduce myself: Craig Oliver, of
Denver, and your neighbor in the val
ley of the Troublesome."
"I am'" —she hesitated a moment and
looked at him defiantly—"Mrs. de
Restaud. I knew you'd have to know.
I put it off on purpose. Now please
don't look at me out of the corner of
your eye and wonder I am not more
dignified and stop being pleasant to
me because I am married."
"I don't see," said Oliver, uncon
sciously becoming more distant, "that
your being married makes any differ
"I am glad; for up here they daren't
talk politely to me because of monsieur;
in fact, for weeks I only have Skye to
talk to. I know I run on foolishly; but
I am like an exile meeting a neighbor
from the home country. No gentle
men come here; Lord Morris was not;
he might have been once, but liquor
changes everybody. Since Aunt Han
nah was sent away, six months ago,
there has not been a living soul here I
even endured. By the way," smiling
again, "are you hungry?"
"I breakfasted this morning," an
"Well, I'll get you something to eat.
Please let me; it's such fun to have a
■visitor. And don't you mind if you
hear growls from the kitchen."
She ran out before Oliver could ob
ject; so he Rat and watched his steam
ing coat, wondering if the proprietor
would shoot on sight. He remembered
now seeing the "crazy Frenchman," as
he was called In the valley, a small,
wizened creature, looking as if he
took morphine, from his strange color
and the unnatural brightness of his
oyes. The pity of it! the girl—a
chUd, almost—was his wife. "This is
odd," he thought, "an adventure, and
Doctor John will never believe a word
of it." Unfortunately, Mrs. de Restaud
had left the door ajar, and Oliver be
came painfully aware of her conversa
"Annette dear —how I wish the Utes
would carry you off! how tired they'd
be. though, of their bargain!—let me
get that tea. Don't you touch me.
Witch! they'd hung you in Salem
days. I am getting this for the
stranger who looks like a hero out of a
book—a big, broad-shouldered man;
not a little, evil thing, like your dear
monsieur oryour own pet Louis with
his Sing Sing manners. Such u
charming stranger, with the kindest
smile, and eyes that smile too, and a
gentleman like 1 used to know before
I was shut up here. Cat, let the waiter
alone! I hate your monsieur! his own
father called him a coward. Oil, wait,
ray love, until 1 practise shooting:
some day I will put a little round
bullet hole In your lovely cap-frill."
A crash of crockery, the slam of a
door, and Mrs. de Restaud came back,
flushed and triumphant, with a loaded
waiter and a conquering air.
"Cold bam, fresh bread and tea," she
said, setting it on the table. "It is
better than nothing I have been on a
foraging expedition and outgeneraled
the enemy. Now, do eat! Perhaps you
ought to liave whisky; but uionsieu*
has the keys."
"I have a flask," smiled Oliver, "but
this tea is much better."
"I think so. And are things nice,
"The very best, and how good you
can imagine to a man who has fasted
since seven this morning. You see, I
was bound to have that antelope; I
was on his trail the whole day."
"It seems cruel to kill the poor little
things," she said, wistfully; "they
have such a hard time in the winter,
and the elk are so starved then they
come down to the corral and eat hay
with the cattle. I would like to put
hay out for them, but I am not al
lowed; and just think! my money has
bought this ranch; it was mortgaged
for all it was worth—monsieur spent
everything, you know; but you don't
know, and think I am dreadful." Shs
ran to the window and looked out.
"You would not mind," she said, anx
iously, "hurrying a little? Monsieur
ought to be back any moment. If he
and his friends have been drinking
very much they are ugly—especially
monsieur. Oh, I did not mean you
"I am through," said Oliver, uneasily.
"It was very nice, indeed; but I am
afraid I have made yo" trouble, will
do you harm by being here. You must
know where Morris' place is."
"Down the road here somewhere, but
I don't know just where. I never wan
there; It was not a tit place. Don't
you think," she went on, feeding his
dog scraps from the waiter while she
spoke, "that it is funny of me to talk
of my husband to strangers?"
"I don't want to be a stranger," said
Oliver, gently, "and you know one
I>K RKHTAlfn'n WIFK STAOOKHKI) INTO rill
could not live here without hearing
something of of "
"The crazy Frenchman."
Oliver put on his coat in silence. The
big shepherd dog leaned his beautiful
head against the girl's knee while she
fed him, and little Skye, quite content
with a stray bite now and then, looked
on In approval. Oliver thought he
would like to take her in his arms, as
if she were thu child she looked. That
pretty little yellow gown, the bright
girl's face, with Its saddened look,
touched him sorely, lie was not wont
to IM* interested much In women; those
he met were of two classes, and this
child was of neither class 11 different
being a pathetic, haunting one; a
child In years, and yet two years a
wife, and of such a man. She glanced
up and saw his grave face. Her lips
"Don't think me dreadful," she said,
plteously. "I am so lonely, so forsaken,
and you brought back the old dayH
You look so kind, the words Just came;
I could not help it. Suppose you were
me shut up here, my father lost at sea,
my mother dead two years ago, and
my only friend, my only relation, say
it wiis my duty" la sob) "to live here
for ever and ever. I wish that you
would try to like me, and that I could
feel there Mas somewhere ill the world
a good man who would be a friend to
me and pity me."
lie little hand in Ills big one
and looked down • n her sunny head.
"You are like a little child," he said,
softly. "I know your life must l>e
hard; I cannot bear to think of it. 1
shall he proud and happy to be your
friend; I haven't many. When one
has lived long in the world he has
sorted the wheat from the chaff; ai}d I
cau iviunt my friends on my fingers—
on one hand, indeed."
' Then let ine be the little finder,"
she said, shyly.
The sound of horses' hoofs outside
mnde her withdraw her hand suddenly,
and a frightened look came over her
face. Oliver picked up his riding
whip, bit his lower lip. and waited.
Mao. with a growl, slunk up to his
master's heels. The door was flung
rudely open, and a man .4tepped in the
room, so overcome with anger lie could
at first form no words—a little man,
with a dark evil face, sunken eye*, and
long black beard. His corduroy suit
was dripping, and the hat he flung on
the table boaking wet. He hud the air
of one who had ridden fast in an evil
"Are yon keeping a hotel, Madame
de Restaud?" he hissed. "Truly this
is a very pleasant surprise for a man."
"The gentleman asked shelter. Hen
ri," the girl said, trembling. "He lost
his way, and Louis would not tell him
how to find Lord Morris' place."
"You can of course give me the di
rection," Oliver said, courteously,
though his hand clinched the whip
handle tighter. "Lord Morris told me
of your hunting exploits. 1 thought
we should have met before this; but
Doctor John and 1 are unsociable sort
of men and don't go about much."
"The road you came, straight down
two miles, turn to the left." saiil De
Restaud, coldly. "My man has your
"Thanks. Mrs. de Restaud, you
nave shown true western hospitality.
I shall always remember it. Good
He could not look at that shrinking
Igure, with itu frightened eves.
"Good-by," ah? said, sadly, "i hope
you will find your road."
As he closed the door he heard her
give a cry of pain, as if she had been
rudely seized, and he almost stopped,
then went hastily down the steps. He
wished one of the ruffians dismount
ing before the porch would speak to
him; he would have liked to silence
him. No one spoke, however. Even
Louis led the mare up in silence. Oli
ver looked her over a« he mounted,
tossed the man a dollar, and said, as he
"I trust you and I will meet again.
my civil friend."
The gate was open, so he went easily
past all pitfalls and, the mare being
rested, in a short time he saw the light
from his own cabin, and with an odd
sense of comfort, too. A lost, homeless
man is a pitiful object the world over.
Mike rushed out to take the mare; he
was just going to look for him; the
doctor had worried. But Oliver, with
out a word, went into the house. He
went to his cigar box. lit a cigar, then
stood before his own hearth with a
queer air of possession. It was just as
he thought. There sat Dr. John In
that ridiculous flowered dressing-gown
and embroidered cap, with his eternal
pipe, as unconcerned as possible.
"Hack at last, old man?" said I)r.
John, cheerily. "We were fretting
worried about you."
"Thanks," growled Oliver.
"We waited supper," continued the
other, a little, elderly man, with
bright blue eye#, close-cut gray hair
and long gray l>eurd. "Mike was
bound to go for you."
"And you to prevent him," sneered
"Well. I did think it nonsense.
Where could he look? Let's eat."
"1 am not hungry. I had supper."
"At a house," Oliver answered,
briefly, as Mike entered with the sup
per things. However, he sat ijown and
found himself eating heartily.
Neither man spoke, Dr. John being
used to Oliver's moods. The ineal over,
they sat before the lire. Oliver took a
cigar, while Dr. John lit his pipe.
"I was at the summit of Sisty's peak
to-day," said Oliver, after a long si
"Ah?" interrogatively from Dr. John.
"I followed an antelope—a splendid
■hot, the best I've had; a big buck."
"Too bad you did not bring it. We're
out of meat."
"But I did. I know you." Oliver
smiled. "The evidence is on my sad
"There's a butcher-shop at Park-
Tllle." said Dr. John, meditatively.
"Is there?" said Oliver, Indifferently.
"I was not that way. I had supper at
"The crazy Frenchman's? Honestly,
"I give you my word. His wife U a
sweet little woman."
"They all are to you, my boy. Your
weakness. You don't say!—at De
Restaud's!" Dr. John smoked awhile
over it. "Actually got in his house!
Why, they say he is the very devil. You
were lucky you didn't, lose your life in
stead of your way."
Craig looked into the lire. He thought
of the little tfirl in the yellow gown.
How plainly he remembered even the
bangles, the Skye terrier, the dimple In
her cheek! perhaps he had lost hit
|TO BE CONTISt'tD.J
Objaot ttuon on the Chair.
Teacher (having directed the attea*
tlon of the class to the various parta of
a ohalr)—Of what use is the seat In a
Bright Little Oirl (who knows It all)
Teacher —You may tell the class.
Bright Little Girl —To keep the peo
ple from flopping on the floor. —J uage.
"I want a divorce," she said, as she
sank into a chair in tlio lawyer's of
"From your husband?" queried tha
"No, fcoin my grandfather!" aha
•napped, as she bolted through the
door and slammed it behind her.—Lift.
John and Hit Old Man.
"I never see John these days. Whera
is he now?"
"He's off somewheres a-learnln' ol
"And the old uiau?"
"Hpllttln' rails In dialect, fcr to pay
John's bills."—Atlanta Constitution.
KNEW lIV RXrKKIKNCK.
Hllas—-I feel Just llh.- a elt^'«hap,
dressed up In these city clothes.
Hannah (with a far-away look)— Yeg,
Indeed you do, Milas. Them city fel
lers, at boarded here last summer, till
wore clothes that were nice and soft,
like these. —l'iiek.
A Bovlue Itrpartar.
11a picked up s hickory bough,
An<l sltucd u wild blow ut thn Cough:
Urn thn brute, with a laugh.
Holloa «d for lb: "I'm no ruugh,"
And tholittle dOf Uttered: "llough: I
CONFEDERATES IN CONGRESS.
Only T»f!vf Mra to Be Found In Both
I>mi!i'hu-R>uln( A TV *»Y.
The mr-n v.-ho enjoyed prominence in
the military and civil service of tha
fonfedtrecy ure rapidly passing from"
the arena of national politics, says thfl
Augusta Chronicle, below is a record
of such as nrestill in active life at
Washington: senior United State*
senator from Alabama, John T. Mor
gnn. was a brigadier general in the
confederate armyi and her other sena
tor, James L. Pugh, was a member o$
tbo confederate congress. Joseph
Wheeler, who attained the rank oj
lieutenant general in the confederate
service, has for twelve years been tha
representative in congress from the
Eighth Alabama district. The senior
senator from Georgia, John B. Gordon*
was likewise a lieutenant general ia
the army of the confederacy. Edward.
C. Walthall, of Mississippi, a major
general In the confederate service, and
of late the junior United States senator
from his native state, while not now In
active politics, having resigned for the
balance of his present term in the up-,
per house, has been elected for and 1*
confidently expected to take his seat in
that honorable body in March, 1895.
The senior United States senator from
Missouri, Francis M. Cockrell, was %
brigadier general in the confederate
army; and the other senator from that
commonwealth, George G. Vest, held
positions in both houses of the confed
erate congress. The present senior!
United States senators from both North
and South Carolina, Matt W. Ransom
and M. C. Butler, were major generals
in the confederate service. The repre-
Cmtatlves from Tennessee itf the upper
ouso of congress are I sham G. Harris,
the senior, and William B. Bate, who
la the Junior senator from that com*
monwealth. The first mentioned waft
ft war governor of his native state and
the last named was a major general in
the confederate army. And
Eppa Huutou, who service as brig
adier genera! in the confederate army.)
present occupies the position of
Junior senator from Virginia In the
fcongress of the United States.- Thus
do we perceive that of the multitude of
t}xoM who distinguished, themselves in
the military and civil annals of the
confederacy only twelve remain in na
*N OFFICE SIXTY-FOUR YEARfe
liw R*eord of an Octogenarian Poatmat
tar In the Buckeye State.
General Bissell has found
ft man in the postal service whose ex
perience has Interested him so greatly,
that ho contemplates making use of a
tecent letter written by this man in
preparing his annual report, says a
writer In the New York Times. W. H.'
Wallace, Sr., postmaster at Hainmonds
rille, 0., now eighty-two years of age,
Vrote two fair pages of letter paper
recently without noticeable error of
00 in position and In good, firm hand, to
give the secretary his experience in
brief, ne has been sixty-four years in
the postal service, having held offioe
under thirty postmaster generals. He
begun when he was still a boy, and haa.
been the postmaster at Hammondsvillo
many years. When he was first post
piaster, and the charge for letters waa
twenty-five cents for four hundred
bail cs or over, ho had taken two bush
els of oats, or two bushels of potatoes,
or five dozen of eggs, or four pounds of
putter, or two-thirds of a bushel of
Wheat, or one and one-third pounds of
Common wool as a fair compensation
B kind for the postage. The postage
On thirty-two suoh letters, he say»,
Would be about equivalent to the
E-ioo of a good milch cow. The post
asters were expected to look out that
letters were written on one sheet of pa
per; if they were on two sheets the
postage was to be double. Mr. Wal
lace gives some entertaining accounts
pf his many long trips over the moun
tains before the railroads were con
structed, indicating that ho waa a
traveled man many years before there
was much traveling between tho east
and the west. That he Is a pretty
papable citizen at his age Is plain from
the fact that, besides being postmaster,
he is the station agent for the Penn
sylvania railroad at liainmondsville.
LARGEST ROSE BUSH.
lUMIt Hm tha Honor of Having This
Bwitlfal Mountain of Flower*.
"Tho largest roue bush in the United
6tato* Is In Mobile, Aln.," said a citizen
Of New Orleans to a reporter for the
pt. Louis Globo-Pemocrftt. "It belongs
to the species which, In common par
lance, Is known as the cluster musk
rose, and blossoms so luxuriously thai
during the reason from three to four
bushels of roses haTe been gathered la
ono week, and when shedding its
potuls tho ground beneath is complete
ly covered with Its fragrant blossoms.
Its trunk for five feet from the
Kound, 1h nearly a foot In olrcumfer
oe, and it has becti estimated that if
branches grew on one continuous
tine it would cxcood a mile in length.
Theso branchos ha*e entirely covered
the side of the house near which th®,
bush growH, and have extended to the.
neighboring trees surrounding it, BO
that when it in In bloom It forms a per
fect liower of roses"
Congressmen sometimes adopt queer
expedients t<> goin the good will ox
their constituents. Years ago, a mem
ber from a western state was afraid
thut his tlrst term would be his last, as
he had not inuuuged to make himself a
power in congress. While he wab de
bating what he should do, a friend
•aid: "You live noor the center of the
Uultcd Stutcw, dou't you?" "Yob.' 1
"Thou, why don't you introduce a bill
to liuvit the capital moved to the prin
cipal town In your district?" The
congressman Introduced the bill, and
the people of his district at once con
cluded lie was a great :nan and sent
him back for another term, lie rein
troduced tho bill in the noxt congress,
and, although It was promptly pigeon
holed in committee, his constituents
gave him a third term, as a reward for
Mr# Jacobs—Eva, you know we ex
pect the new boarder to-night. Is tho
Family Uible put away?
Bra-Better than that, ma. I have
left one of my pictures is his bureau
flrawcr, accidentally, aud marked it,
Jotober 18, IWS, aged nineteen
name the World Over.
Moxey—Oadl T wonder what the poor
Icelander does when he comes homo
from tho club after a six months' even
ng poker party?
Mrs. Moxy— Probably the same thing
fte says hero—' My dear, it's very early I"
i-N. Y. World.
A Nafflrlent ItMion.
The admission of a stranger, who had
moved into the vicinity but recently,
into full membership in the church
bothert-d Deacon Johnson very much.
He disliked the man, and felt quite con
vinced ho was not worthy to become a
member, but ho could make no deiinito
charge against him. When the church
Session had the man's application under
Consideration, the deacon protested
•gainst his admission. When pressed
to give his reasons, he said: "Wal, pah
ftoii, lie foe' ob de inattah is 1 feels dat
bo's u wolf In klieop'sclothing."
"i»at's a liebby chadge, lirudder
Johnslng," said tho parson. "W'y do
"I dun'no', but It 'pears tome ho don't
bloat jest like de rest ob de flock."—