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J* IN MID-SUMMER V <%, TPAKK AW ADVERTISIM; V % I % <%. * STIMULANT FOB BUSINESS. % X THE CITIZEN SELLS IT. v * THE BUTLER CITIZEN. CITATION IN PARTITION. In re partition of Lhe~t In the Orphans' ' real estate of George | Court of Butler Co. i Hines, dee'd, lactt of; Pa. O C. No 1. Brady twp., Butler | S«pt Term, 1894. county, Pa. J On June 4, 1594, tbu petition of Mnry K. GihMtu (nee Din<si<> was presented to tn • Orphan >' Court of Butler county at abov number ami terni.Mitucg forih in sntintane ■ as That *aid daCwdeut died eeiz l ! of, in a*.id to a certain tract of land, cituat.- ■ in Slipperyrock twp., sa'rt county. Tb ti ; no partition or valuation thereut has made to ami among tho.-uj outith-d theref >. an 1 therefore prays tbe Court to award a inquest according to law in snch case made and provided, etc. Signed. Maey E. Gibson. Whereupon Court made tbe following order. Now, June 4, 18U1, citation and rule to show cau«e why partition should not be made aa prayed lor. Awarded. Re turnable to Sept. Term By Tat Court. Now, Aujr. 14. 1804, in pursuance of sai>i j citation and order of Court i.<-ued oat i the Orphans' Court of said oouuly anil j tne dnected, I hid is to n-.ti y tbe following named parties to be and appear at an O pbans' Court to lie held ai Butier, in an. for the county of f?ut!e', on M<>n<iar tti.- 3 ' day of Sep'.. 1594. at 2 o'clock p. in. ot said day, then and there to show cause il any they maj' have why the prayer of th • above petitioner sV»ild not he granted si prayed for therein. (Leo tlines, George W tlinej', Thomas J Ilines, Mary H ilin«». Ja-per W. Hii.es, Richard llioe.-s, —[lines Eleanor .1 Ilines and Alexander Bine-, wtiose residence is unknown Piancis Uines, dee'd. leaving to survive htm M n> K Uiiie-. L.-o Hiue-. Nancy J. liine.-. G W Uiries a:.d llattUev Hiue residetice unknown. Andrew (J. Campbell. Sherilf. Butler county, Pa. Citation in Partition. In ru petition for partition of the real es tate of John S. Shakely, deceased. O. C. No. 41. Sent. Term, lif-94 . So*, June 9, 1894, Isaac Sbakley pe titioner in above case by his attorneys, Mc Junkin it Galbreath. prays the Court fur a rule to show cause on Tbe heirs and legal representatives of said John S. Shakely, dee'd., to appear and show cause why par tition of said decedents real estate should not be made as prayed for. Whereupon the Court made the following order: Now, June 9, 1894. the within petition presented in open C-surt and on due cou federation prayer granted and rule to sn<>* cause is granted on parties in interest win partition should not be made as prajeo for. Notice to be given to all parties in interest residing outside the county accord ing to law and rules of Court By the Court. Now. July 18, 1894, in pursuance of said order of Court, yon (Catherine Shakely widow of D. M Shakely,of Loasureville, \\ . Va ; Fannie E. Shakely, intermarried with Hugh Huthrie, residing near l'etrolia, in Armstrong Co., Pa.; Solomon R. 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Here (fathered miners from the distant jpeaks, prospectors, cowboys and sheep herders from ranches, with the drift around such a place, gamblers and men ■with no visible means of support. In tiie rough mob that congregated in the two salopns at Parkville Oliver often saw the Frenchman. He was general ly intoxicated, always the wildest of the merrymakers. Tie met him and Louis riding late at night at a mad pace with other vagabonds invited from the town, and he heard of orgies at De Restaud's home that reeked of city slums. Oliver himself never ven tured towards De Restaud's house; the road was a private one, and he had no wish to come in contact with the own er. Sometimes he pitied the young wife when he thought of her, but as the days wore on her image faded. He had never mentioned her but the once to Dr. John, yet he hoped before he went away from the Troublesome to see her again. He had promised to be her friend. Mike had told him the story in the valley was that she had come to Colo rado Springs with a consumptive moth er, and that the Frenchman, who was more careful then, and boarded at the hotel with them, wormed himself into the mother's confidence to such an ex tent that on her deathbed she desired to leave her daughter in De Restaud's care and prevailed upon her to be mar ried then. A sentimental little creature like the girl could not refuse; Oliver had an uncomfortable feeling that she would be too easily led. De Restaud had brought his wife to the lonely ranch after her mother's death, and had kept her a prisoner. He was mad ly jealous of her, his crazed brain im agining all sorts of things she never dreamed of doing. Then it was also thought that, as he had entire control of her money, he kept her away from her friends for fear that they might question his guardianship. Oliver was thinking of her one night two weeks after his strange visit. He was alone by the fire, for Dr. John had gone to see the sick wife of a ranch man. The doctor said he felt the er rand hopeless, as the man had told the wife's condition, but if they thought he might help " e would go. "He is A good old chap," Oliver said, aloud. The shepherd dog, thinking the compliment intended for him, gently thumped his tail on the floor. "There's his gown and cap; he'll make a guy of himself because his old landlady made them for him. I wish I had told him more about the girl at that ranch; he " NOW, SIT DOWN AGAIN," lIE SAID. might have suggested something. Per haps she can't get letters to her old aunt. If half the stories I hear are true, she ought never to stay there. The man is crazy." Mac whined uneasily, and %vent to the door, standing listening, his head down. "Watching for the doctor, Mac? He won't be back for hours yet. Hark!" The dog growled, then barked loud ly. There was the sound of hurrying footsteps on the hard ground, and the door was opened without ceremony. In her yellow gown, bareheaded and dust stained, her little doy held to her breast, De Restaud's wife staggered into the room, her face ghastly in its pallor, her eyes red with weeping,,even the dog cowering with fright and pain. "My. God!" cried Oliver, leaping to his feet. "Is he out there?" "No, no; I am alone." "Child, how could you come here? how could you come?" he cried, vexed ly. "Why, he would murder you if he knew." "Don't send me away!" she screamed; "oh! please, Mr. Oliver! I thought all the way you were kind and would help me. Look at the marks on my throat; he choked me; and there are welts on my arms, paining me dreadfully; and he—he kicked my dog. I think its leg is broken. Don't mind me. Look at Skye; is he badly hurt?" Oliver took the shivering little beast in his arms. "Only bruised," he said, gently; "but you—" He was sick with the horror of it! to strike that child! "You look so ill. Sit down in the big chair. Indeed you shall not go back; Dr. John and I will take care of that; and if he comes, you know," with that sweet smile of his, "your husband is a little man." "I don't know what I did," she said, dazedly. "Maybe because I rode my pony down past here, and Louis told him, or Annette. He was drunk and ugly when he struck me and kicked Skye out of the way. Skye tried to bite him, and I interfered. Then I think I fainted, for I woke on my bed all hurt and bewildered. Annette came creeping in, sort of scared, and said he was sorry and had gone off to the village, but I pushed her out ana locked the door. When he came back and they were playing cards I climbed down over the roof and ran here across the fields, not in the road—a long, dreadful way. Now you seem as if you were sorry I came!" She reached down, lifted her dog to her lap, and hid her face in its coat. "I only cared for your sake," he an swered, softly. When she bent tier head he could see the cruel marks on her throat, and she still sobbed as she spoke. Was ever man so placed? ne almost wished the coward who had struck her would come, that he could meet him; then reason told him he had no right to settle this woman's quarrel. He wished she were his sis ter; but did he in his heart? How girl ish and fair she was in the flrelit room! For a moment a fierce desire to keep her there, to defend her, swept over him. Then he said, almost coldly: "Will they not iniss you, Mrs. de Restaud?" "Not that!" she cried, piteously. "Call me Minny. I don't want to hear his name! He never comes to my room when he has them there, you know, and he has told me never to open my door; so I am safe until morn l£g- i w»yed all tlie w»v you'd be here and alone. I knew you could tell me how to get to the railroad. T saw away across the hills your lip! :, and how I ran then! I knew your dog would not hurt me, but I was afraid of cows; there were some lying 1 down, and they got up as I ran past, and I screamed right out, I was so scared. I watched you sitting here through the window, your dog at your feet. Yon looked so good and kind. I felt I could go right in and tell you; perhaps you had a sister who died, or some one you loved; you would hate to think they should go back to that dreadful place, and you would think of me alone and friendless, and help mo." She went to him and clung to his arm, trembling' anct»sobbing. "You will not send me back? you will not send me back?" "You know I will not; but what shall I do, if anyone should see you here? Don't cry like that; I can't think what to do. Try to be brave." She lifted her tear-wet face. "If you knew my life for two years. Mr. Oliver, you would think I had been brave; It is not fear that makes me cry now, only that you are Kind and there is some one in the wide world who will help me." "Now sit down again," he said, draw ing the chair up for her. "Let us plan what to do. W here is your aunt now?" "In Newcastle, Me., my dear old home. She is my father's sister, and lives there all alone. She was out to visit me, but she and Henri quarreled; she is a great biff woman and she slapped him—oh, I was so glad!" vin dictively—"and he just went into fits about it, the insult to the family honor. She thought, though, because I was married I must make the best of thing's; she's a member of the orthodox church back there, and they are very particu lar. I thought you could take me to the railroad and lerd me the money to pay my fare; he has all my money, you know, and never gives me any—for fear, I suppose, I would run away But Aunt Hannah will pay you; she's awfully honest, but she wants her due to the last farthing; that's New Eng land, you know." She half smiled, and leaned back in the chair comfortably. The ridiculous dog was fast asleep after his trials. Oliver thought it not unlikely Mrs. de Restaud would take a nap too. He went swiftly and woke up Mike and sent him for his horses and the buckboard. Mike looked out of the cor ner of his eye at the young woman; he knew who she was, for he was an observ !ng youth, and he whistled softly to ilmself while he harnessed the mettle some horses. Oliver saw the look, and felt the first cold water of the world's criticism. "Now, the money question need not bother you at all," he said, coming back to her side. "You see, I'm a well-to-do old bachelor, with no de mands upon me. When you get to Maine you can send it back or not, just as you please. I owe you some thing for that supper, you know." "That supper you had to gobble for fear of Henri? Wasn't it funny?" "A case of boy and frogs; what was fun to you was death to me." "You were not afraid a bit," she said, looking up with admiring eyes "I have thought of you so much since that day, and I always pictured you afraid of nothing and doing all sorts of brave acts." Oliver had a very uncomfortable feeling that he was decidedly afraid this moment of what the world would say. He could even fancy Dr. John's cool incredulous glance, and his "Craig, haven'tyou had lessons enough in the past?" and "it's a dangerous path, old boy." "You are very kind to think of me at all," he said, distantly. "And, now, haven't you a hat?" "No, nor a shawl. I'll be a queer looking traveler." "That Turkish dressing-gown of the doctor's—could that be used as an ul ster?" "It might, by a lunatic. Perhaps I could play that," she said, hopefully. "Leave that for me, Mrs. Minny," laughed Oliver; "Dr. John will think after this, I need not play it. That cap of his—he don't look human in it, but you might try—" "I have been looking at it. Does it do?" putting it coquettishly over her curls. "Very becoming. You could be ec centric, you know, and prefer to make your own hats; for that has a home made look. There, I believe he has a shawl. Dr. John is a regular old maid, luckily for us." He brought her a thick gray shawl, which he draped over her shoulders. It quite covered her, and she looked very small and odd. "You look like a child in its big sis ter's clothes," Oliver said, abruptly leaving her. He was not made of iron, and she kept looking at him with happy, affectionate eyes. "Haven't you a shawl-pin?" "How could I, when I had no shawl?" she laughed. "Do you think women are pincushions?" He departed and rummaged around in his room; then he returned in tri umph with a diamond scarf-pin. "Some woman gave me that atrocity; it will do well for the shawl." "I am glad to take it away because a woman gave it to you. I hate to think of anybody else liking you. Is Dr. John a young man?" Oliver thought she was either an ex perienced flirt or the most innocent of young persons, but her liking was so honest and apparent he <elt the better for it. "No, Mrs. Minny; he is an old chap, like me." "7 do not think you old," with a ten der glance. "Besides, I'm twenty m3'- self." ne put on his overcoat in silence and turned out the lamp. "Must the dog go?" he asked, resignedly. "Of course. I would die without him." Mike xvas waiting with the horses. "Where will I be afther tellin' the'doc tor ye've gone, sor?" he asked, calmly, as if a midnight elopement was not un usual. "Tell him," said Oliver, thoughtful ly, "that Mrs. de Restaud came to me for assistance to get to the railroad, and I took her there; there was noth ing else to do. He must say nothing if De Restaud comes, and keep him from finding out, if possible, that I helped his wife. I trust to your Irish wit. Mike, to send him away from the cabin in the dark. If I can make it I will be back here by noon to-morrow." "The greaser livin' foreninst the wathir tank have a prood harse, sor," said Mike, as he cautiously released the horses' heads and they started down the road at a gallop. The night was warm and pleasant; the chinook blew from far sun-warmed plains, and myriads of stars pierced the darkness. The road was fairly good j though seldom travel, aasl mostly on an incline towards the plains. It took all Oliver's strength to hold the horses, shut in for a day or two and headed for Denver, where they keenly remembered the comforts of oats and a city stable. Mrs. de Ues taud, as the swung around often touched him; she caught his arm once with a little cry as they plunged Into a hollow; but he talked distantly of her journey, restraining any affec tionate confidences on her part with reference to the absent Aunt Hannah. She would go to Colorado Springs; the train passed through there; she had a friend—a poor woman—well, their washerwoman when she and mamma lived there that winter; and this washerwoman was really a nice lfldy, who could buy her some proper clothes. "But tbe money!" she cried, in dis may. "Have you got any with you?" They were going up a hill, the horses panting heavily. Oliver took a nil of bills and put them in her hand. As hie fingers met hers, every nerve ih his frame thrilled. "This seems a great deal," she said, timidly. "Perhaps Aunt Hannah would not like to pay so much." "You need not spend it all, Mrs. Minny, then; and, besides, the bills are small; that's what makes them seem so many. Now please put them carefully in your pocket, and don't let the dog chew them." She laughed merrily. "Of course not, you goose! Oh, this ride is lovely! I never saw horses go so fast. Even if he should follow us you would not let him take me." She clung to his arm but he freed himself, gantly. "I have to drive, you know," he said, coldly. He meant to do or say nothing that the whole world should not know, but it was very hard to be distant, she seemed such a child. He felt she cow ered away from him at his words, hurt and frightened, but he forced himself to be silent. At last she said, timidly: "I know you hate me, and I seem to realize all at once you are almost a THEY WERE GOING UP HII.I.—THE HORSES PANTING HEAVILY, stranger; and I have asked of you more than one should even require of an old, old friend." "Please, Mrs. Minny, don't. I am silent because I'm thinking of your journey, if we should miss the train, if the washerwoman should be dead or moved—for washerwomen are migra tory—if even Aunt Hannah should fail you." "But the town will be there, and Mr. Perkins, the depotmaster, is a neigh bor—his wife takes care of Aunt Han nah's cat and parrot when she goes visiting." "That, of course, alters things." "The only thing I fear from Aunt Hannah." she said, dubiously, "is a long moral lecture about the duties of married women and their having chosen a path—she says parth; they do down there—and ought to walk in it. She wouldn't let me run away with her." "Show her your bruises," Oliver said, hoarsely. "I will; for she told me If he struck me I could come to her; and some times, honestly, Mr. Oliver, I used to tease him so he would and I might have my chance." Oliver whistled softly under his breath; he would not have liked Dr. John to hear that last speech. "You must not tell her," he said, quickly, "about this ride and coming to my house." "Why not? I would like her to know how good you were." There was no need, but he slashed his horses angrily; then he said, ourtlv: ''l am sorry you cannot understand. Could you explain it satisfactorily to Mr. de Restaud?" "How cross you are! and I know you look just as you did when t talked mean abont him—a sort of disgusted impatience. But he is not a reasona ble being 1 . Other people may be." "Would you have gone to those ami able friends of his for assistance to get to the railroad?" "Of course not. You know that." "Well, how is the world to know I am any better?" "I suppose being a lawyer makes you so smart," she said, in a melancholy tone; she assured her dog in a whisper he was the only being who loved her, her only friend; that she was silly and frivolous, Aunt Hannah said, and teemed to be a great trouble to mere strangers of good dispositions. Oliver said never a word; a little smile curved his lips, but he did not turn his head. Soon she grew quiet, and her head dropped against his shoulder, the soft wind lifting her curls to blow across his cheek. The dog, ornamented with the doctor's cap, slept in her lap. Across the level land before them crept the gray glimmer of the dawn. Rose-colored light flamed in the far east, reflecting on the new snow on distnnt mountain-peaks. Prairie dogs hopped out of their holes and sat on their hind legs discussing local politics and happenings, the bill to abolish free rents for rattlesnakes, and the ex tortions of horned owls. The Skye terrier disgustedly flung off the doc tor's cap and barked angrily at the small dogs. Mrs. de Restaud lifted her head with a little start, blushed and slapped the Skye terrier. "Do be quiet, Skye. I am afraid 1 tired you, Mr. Oliver." He would have liked to say a sweet thing to her—to most women he would —but his role now was that of benev olent friend; so he only answered vaguely: "Not at all." as if he did not know to what she referred. The horses dragged themselves wearily forward; it was six o'clock, and they had come fifty miles over a difficult road in less than seven hours. Two parallel lines of iron stretched far in the distance; the clumsy outline of a water-tank loomed up just ahead. The goal was reached, and away in the north a rib bon of smoke outlined on the sky pro claimed the coming train. Oliver lifted Mrs. de Restaud down. Skye rushed madly to the hole of a venturesome prairie dog who had taken up a resi dence near the tank and was out en joying the morning air. The terrier found only a vanishing, and vented his annoyance at this and all the other vagrant dogs in shrill barks. His mis tress was vastly amused; the strange ness of her undertaking had quite gone out of her head. Oliver, in some concern, gave ner ad vice regarding her journey; he was un certain of hia horses about the train, and had to stand by their heads; so Mrs. Minny frisked about with her dog. entirely confident her difficulties were over. "You must send me word to Denver when you get to Maine," he said, "and he sure and make no acquaintances on the cars." "One would think I was just out of boarding-school." "The primary department," he said, crossly. wish you would be reason able and listen a moment. I shall tell the conductor you are one of a camping-party and your mother is ill at Colorado Springs— that you hail to leave in such a hurry to catch the train you had no time to get ready. If 1 must tell wrong stories for you, Mrs. Minny, please don't make me out in a lie the first thing." "How ffood you are!" she said, softly. "I shall never, never forget what you have done for me. I shall say to my self: 'Minny,' you may be frivolous— Aunt Hannah says as unstable as water —but one big, handsome man Is your friend and always will be.' " "Always, Mrs. Minny, to the end of my life." The rush of the near train terrified his horses almost beyond control, and he was obliged to send her for the con ductor when the train stopped for water. The obliging official showed no surprise at Oliver's ingenious story; he was used to camping parties. He Imparted the welcome news that the stateroom was vacant —she could have that—and accepted two fine cigars. "My daughter is unused to traveling alone," Oliver said, gravely; "so will you telegraph for a carriage to meet her at the Springs, and see that she gets out at the right place?" The conductor would be very happy to oblige. Then the young lady asked meekly if a dog, a very little one, might also ride in the stateroom. "He might," said the official, "If hidden under a shawl; for, if this pre caution is not taken, on the next trip all the women in the train will be bringing along their dogs. And I guess it's time to get aboard." ' Good-by, said Oliver, holding out his hand. Mrs. Minny picked up her dog: with it under one arm, she took Oliver's hand, reached up, and shamelessly kissed him, a ghost of a kiss touching his cheek. "Good-by, papa," she called, running to the car, and from the step waved farewell until the train vanished in the distance. Oliver, as he drove along the road by the track in search of the Mexican who had the good horse, was almost daaed. He could not forget that farewelL He was haunted by the presence of the little lady of the Troublesome. He had not returned the kiss—well, thert was no time —but how thoughtless, In front of the train.' and was there ever an other woman like her? He had never seen one. Trying as she was all that long way, could any man have played the role of honest friend better? "Not even Dr. John," said Oliver. [TO B8 OOSTtyUED.) It was Bobbie's mother's birthday— her thirtieth, some said, though there were others who were disposed to credit her with three or four years more. Bobbie, too, had his ideas on the subjeot apparently, for at break fast he said: "How old are you, mamma?" "Oh, nineteen or twenty," was the answer. "Humph!" said Bobbie. "Seems to me you're grow in' backwards."—Har per's Magazine. A CONFESSION OF FAITH. Miss Frank —I believe in woman's rights. Jack Cleverton—Then you think every woman should have a vote? Miss Frank—No; but I think every woman should have a voter. —Scribner's Magazine. A Rapid Transit. "How long did It take you to cross the ocean?" asked Gus De Smith of a very aristocratic young lady from Eu rope. "I was seven days on the water." "Seven days? Why, when my brother went across it took him eight days." "Probably your brother went over in the steerage. I was first cabin passen ger," she replied, proudly.—Tammany limes. Th« Secret Safe. 41 And you ask me to marry you!" sx olaimed the proud beauty, scornfully. "You! Hiram Jinks, I would not for the world have any of my friends know you have subjected me to this humili ation!" "Then we'll not say anything about it, Miss Rocksey," said ILlram, looking about for his hat. "Great Soott! You can't feel any mor» sneak in' over it than I do." —Chicago Trib une. Getting There by Degrees. Little Boy—Papa, won't you get me a nice round stlok to roll hoop with? Papa—Of course. "And won't you buy me a hoop to, roll?" "Y-e-s." "That will be lovely- Then you will have to buy me a bicycle so that I can keep up with the hoop."—Good News. He Shut Him Cp. "Does this razor cause you any un necessary pain?" asked the barber. "No," replied the victim; "by hold-. Ing my breath and clinching my teeth I think I shall be able to endure it without taking more gas." Silence reigned thereafter.—N. Y. Advertiser. Matrimony'* Weak Point. She —If every atom of the human body Is renewed every seven years, I cannot be tne same woman that yon tnarried- He—l havq suspecting that for some time.—if. Y. Weekly. It Was too Kind to Her. She —"they say this photograph doesn't do me justice. Her \ ounger Brother Well, I wouldn't feel hurt if they do 6ay so. Justice should always be tempered with mercy, anyway? —Chicago Record. Plenty of Sleeve. Husband—My dear, don't you think that dress a—er —trifle immodest? Wife—lmmodest! Goodness me! Just look at the sleeves.—N. Y. Weekly. Her Belief. Miss Sears —I have come to believe that marriage is a failure. fcthel Knox—Aren't you thankful to have escaped such a fate.—N. Y. World. It All Depends. Unmarried Lady—lt must be a great thing when husband and wife are of one mind. Married Lady That depends on whose mind it is.—Alex Sweet, in Texas Siftings. Blessing la Disguise. Clara —Carrie is very short sighted, poor girl. May—Yes, but her ailment has com pensations. She can't see herself in a mirror.—Town Topics. Not <Jult«* Ilftrhtrlani. Boetwick —And is it true that you Chicagoans cat with your knives? Hogaboom Why of course we do! D'ye think we eat with our fingers like 1 lavages?—Truth- No. 34. Warning to Rich Girl*. Ilostetter McGinuis—lt does me good every time I read of a rich man marry ing a poor girl. Gus IX* Smith—Why does It do you good? £ nostetter McGinnis Because then the rich girl he might have married still remains in the market, and I am looking out for a rich wife myßelf. Alex Sweet, in Texas Sifting*. Mother'* Darling. Suburban Hoy—Mamma asked me what was my favorite flower, an' w'en I told her "golden rod" she klaaed mel an' said I was poetic. Wot does thai mean? „ Little Girl—l don't linllE. Why do you like the golden rod? Suburban Boy—'Cause it grow* with* out any bother.—Good News. BREAKING THE NEWS. Brlggs—Cleverton says you borrowed fire dollars from him yesterday. Griggs—And that isn't the worst of It. Brlggs—What do you mean? Griggs—That's only half o| what I want, old man.—Detroit Free Press. The Average. All things an average must strike And dow, through fashion's 190W, ws wear our epst tails very long And purses very short. —Washington Star. Intent Prodigy. Witherby—My wife keeps a scrath book now of all the bright things our baby says. Plan kin gt-on—Why, is the little fel« low old enough for thai? IWitherby—o, yes; it's quite wonder* Jil. He repeats everything I say.— nswers. A Charm Inn Sight- She —You have the most graceful way of shaking hands of any man I qver saw, lie (immensely pleased)—Do yotf think so? She—Yes, indeed. It's simply fa lightful to watch you when you i&y good night.—Brooklyn Life. The New Cook. Husband This coffee has a very peculiar taste; it— Wife—There, dear, I allowed tha new cook to make It Instead of doing it my"" se!4- How does It taste? Husband — Just like coffee.—Demo> rest's Magazine. A Favorite Variety. The Young Housewife —Send me tip J 1 potatoes for dinner, e Grocer—Yessum. e Young Housewife —And don't anything but Lyonnaiae potatoes r.—Chicago Record. ■K<| The Cause. M Attend your ohurch." the rector orlea, lv> oh&reh each fair one goes. The old go there to close their eyea. The young to eye their olothes. —Truth. The Scrapper's Method. Muggins—Tell me, Puggina, how it If ypu paanago to keep so well posted on all the greatpugilistio events? Pugglns—That's easy enoughi I keep a scrap book.— Bostop Dally Traveller. Taken at His Word. Algy —It Is my highest wish to make your life happy forever. Genevieve—Well, then, for goodness sake, let us be friends once more—and never propose to me again.—Truth. Valuable Information. Dusty Rhodes—Walker owes his suo oess to his knowledge of law and valua tions. Fltz William —How is that? Dusty Rhodes —The minute he looks at an article of virtu, he knows wheth er it Is grand or petty larceny.—& Y. World. Had Been There Before. Judge—Have you formed any opinion on this case? Mr. Wood B. Juror^—Yes, your honor. I have; but that need not matter. 1 have served on juries before, and I know that I shall have no opinions it all when both sides get through.—i Puck. __________ Spoiled the Parting. Ferguson—You don't look like % man who has Just said good night to xufl adored. Perhaps the old msn oame la the door in time to see yon off. Hankinson —He came to the doorj blame him, in time to saw me OxtM Chicago Tribune. Love of t>ow«i. "What ever induoed Bingley to gQ into business? His wife has eucygH money to support the two of {hem." "It wasn't money he was after. He opened an office so that he could hayfl some place on earth where he would bi boss." —Indianapolis Journal. The Income Tax. Citizen One —What do you think <A this income tax? Citizen Two—l haven't made pp my mind yet. I've got to wait till the enfl of the fiscal year and see whether J'vo got any inoome or not.—Detroit iSrei Press. WHEN LOVELY WOMAN VOTES. Mls^Mawbanks—-Vote for that rid man! Why, how can you, when n<> has such a big, ugly red beard?— Judge. Always. Jaspar—l have noticed a peculiar thing about men who claim to W* liove in nothing. Jumpuppe —What la it? Jaspar—They always have an un speakable belief in themselves. —Truth. Met the Emergency. Jiotel Clerk—The old gentleman in No. 205 says that his room Is full 6f steam from the laundry. Proprietor—All right. Charge him one dollar and fifty cents for a Turk ish bath.—N. Y. World. Home Dentistry. Johnnie—l pulled that tooth, mam ma. I knew I could. Mamma —How did you do it, dear? Johnnie—Oh. I just put on my big Sunday straw hat and tied the string to my loose tooth, and when the hat blew off it pulled the tooth right outl
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