LIFE.
lilfe's but a troubled river, flowing on
lo guin the ocean, whose grim name is
Fate.
We float upon its surface, then are gone.
Learning its lessons when, alas! 100 late.
We quarruJ with the sunshine while 'tis
thera.
Yr-uok not the flowers that blossom all
around,
Heed not tne beauties in this world so fair,
Tiii clouds close thicken, und the vision's
drowned—
Drowned in old ape, or in our faulty reason,
Which sees not what things are or ought
vo bo,
60 dwafed our knowledge truth confounds
with treason.
And pride won't tell us we've not power
to see.
Contentment! 'tis a lesson past our learning;
We scorn the happiness the gods do scud;
For far-oIT worlds and myths we've always
yearning,
To stoop to beauties near our minds won't
bend.
So Life is but one long and fruitless strain
ing
To get beyond what is within our reach:
The river flows 011 without a moment
deigning
To listen to the wisdom we would teach;
And Fate is reached—the dark and seething
ocean,
Which covers all and well its secrets keep;
We float along with weary onward motion,
Till all is over and in death wo sleep.
—Charlotte Mansfield.
| miss Faith's flflvicß. J
Miss Faith sat in close companion
ships usual, with her familiar spirit,
a piece of crocheted edging. Her
touch upou the mazes of tangled
thread was very gentle, even endear
ing, and her look of content as she
held it up and noted its effect as a
whole seemed vastly out of proportion
to the cause. Miss Faitli was still
pretty, with the pathetic beauty held
as flotsam from the wreck of years.
Her hair was prettier as silver than it
had ever been as brown, aud her eyes,
though they had lost their vivid glow
and eagerness, had gained a kindly
•ympathy. Her tenderness had even
extended to the crocheting in her
hand aud imparted something to that
usually very impersonal object that
her fancy had fretted into thinking a
response. She passed her hand affec
tionately over it now, as the figure of
a pineapple much conventionalized,
repeating itself like history again and
agaiu, fell in scallops to the floor.
"It's mos* done," she thought. "I
can go back to the oak leaf pretty
soon."
A change in the crochet pattern was
the chief diversion of Faith's life,that
ran 011 as monotonously to the
observer as the tune of the famous
harper who played upon only one
jtring. To an ant the coming of a
etick or a stone may be a great event.
It is not hard to understand how a
life that consists in taking infinite
pains with many little things may get
its slips of excitement, interest and
novelty from a change in a pattern pf
crochet. The examination of the work
appeared to be satisfactory, and Faith
laid it on the table at her side. This
table was devoted to the uses of her
art, nor was ever profaned by the
presence of any irrelevant substance.
There were rows of spools upon it,
drawn up in lines like soldiers ready
te receive an attack, hooks of various
sizes lying like weapons by their side
and various rolls of lace, the finished
product of their warfare. Faith re
garded them with approval, but her
hand that had lain upon the table fell
away from the accustomed task, and
she sat idle, watching the red coal, the
shadows the lamplight threw upon the
carpet and listening to the clatter that
Mary, her maid of all work, was mak
ing as a part of the dishwashing.
"It's a kind of jugglery she goes
through with those dishes," thought
Faith regretfully, "a sleight of hand
performance, to see how many tricks
Bhe can do before one of them will
break."
But iter face did not cloud, for she
had learned resignation. She had sur
rendered to Mary the dishes and all
the rest of the household divinities
that she had served so deftly and care
fully for years that she might be more
at leisure to while away her time in
her own innocent fashion.
She wondered, as she sat staring
dully at the blaze, how the crocheting
bad come to mean so much to her and
could not think for the instant, then
half remembered, saddened a little,
lost the thread of memory again, re
covered it and fell to musing, her elbow
resting 011 the table, her cheek in her
palm. She could hardly believe now
that a certain few years of her life had
ever really happened. They must
have belonged to some other and
•wandered wilfully into her own, for
there was 110 homo for them in hers or
likeness unto anything they brought.
Was it so? They had gone so utterly,
BO completely,and she was liappy now
in her own harmless way, far inland,
out of all reach of storm and reef.
She was still looking vaguely, half
wistfully, at the fire, when her door
bell rang aud some one had entered
the room aud was hurrying to her
side.
"Aunt Faith," said a girlish tremu
lous voice, "I've come to ask you to
bell) me. Mother said you had suffered
like this once aud you had learned to
forget, and I thought perhaps you
could show me the way."
Faith looked down upon the slight
figure crouched there, sobbing, and
laid her hand gently upon the brown
head, but she did not understand
about the suffering.
"What is it Grace?" she asked.
"Oh, it's Phil!" she cried. "He
doesn't care for me any more. He's
taking Jennie Thompson now, and I
can't bear it. Mother said other
women had to bear such things, but
ahe'd always been happy, and I could
come to you. You could help me,"
she said, looking up appealingly.
"You could teach me to forget."
"Yes." said Faith, slowly.
Then it came back to her. all her
own little story, ancl a dim, broken
memory of the first heartache and her
own longing to forget.
"Poor little girl," whispered Faith,
stroking the beautiful mass of golden
hair. "Ho<v was it I learned to for
get? Let me think. Yes, I remember
now. Wait a minute, dear. I will
show you."
Faith slipped out of the room and
soon returned, bringing three rolls of
very broad crocheted lace.
"Can you crochet, Grace?"
"Not very much," said Grace,
wonderingly.
"Well, I will teach you. This is the
way I learned to forget. The needle
slips in anil out, and the sunlight and
firelight shine on it, and the lace grows
and is so pretty, and it brings comfort.
When I began, I couldn't see the
needle—oh, how long ago that is!—
for the tears. That was when I knew
he would never come again, and I had
my wedding dress all ready —it's
grown yellow in a chest in the garret.
But after awhile the lace took up my
trouble drop by drop till it was gone,
and I couldn't tell you today where it
is. So I'll teach you, dear. There
are the three rolls I did in the three
years, one for each. They are yellow
now, you see."
Faiili opened one and spread it out.
It was an intricate pattern, very broad.
"It's hard to do," she said, "but that
is all the better for the forgetting. If
I'd been a man, I should have gone
away to Africa. I've often thought it
would do a good deal toward making
a body forget to see the sun falling
down like a ball and the dark come as
if somebody had blown out lhe light.
But I couldn't very well, so I learned
to crochet. I never gave the lace
away, you see, because I had worked
my trouble into it, and I was afraid.
I thought a long time about it when
Alice was married, but I was afraid it
would some way make her sad when
she wore it. So it's all here. This is
the first year's—you see I've num
bered it one—and this istho second's,
and this is the third's. There's the
three."
Faitli handled the rolls over ami
over, lost for a minute in the associa
tions which they revived. Her neice
seemed to have forgotten her own
grief for the time and was observing
her auut curiously as she bent over the
lace.
"That's a fern pattern," said Faith.
"It's very pretty."
Faith sat silent for a time, smooth
ing out the creases of the lace and
drawing it out to its length. It seemed
to liave the effect of an enchanter's
want, for it summoned old faces and
scene? at will, and Faith grew blind
to the little room and the needs of her
guest. At last Grace moved impa
tiently.
"Yes, yes," said Faith, like one
awaking, "to forget. This is the way.
Here is the old pattern. I will teach
you."
She bustled about, finding thread
and needle, seated herself at Grace's
side, drew the thread through her
fingers and began her work.
"There," she said after a minute.
"Do you see how it's done? It isn't
hard. Try it."
Grace took the needle helplessly.
"Do you think I could forget so,
aunt?" she asked hesitatingly.
"I did," said Faith.
Grace had returned to her task and
made one or two awkward motions
with the needle when there came a
ring at the door.
"It's Phil!" exclaimed Grace,
springing up.
"Grace!" said the recreant lover,
standing awkwardly by the door,
after Aunt Faith had admitted him
and had retreated toward her chair.
There were shame and pleading in his
voice.
Grace caught her hat and went to
him without another word.
"We'll try the crocheting some
other time, Aunt Faith," said Grace.
Then seeing her aunt's half dazed
expression, as if she hardly under
stood this new development of affairs,
she ran back and kissed her. Grace'*
face bore no trace of sadness as she
turned to Phil, and they went out
chatting merrily. ,
Faith listened till the last footfall
on the crust had died away, then care
fully rolled up the lace.
"She thinks she's happier,"thought
Faith, "but I'm not so sure. A man's
heart is uncertain property, but a
crochet needle," as she laid her hand
upprovingly upon those on the table,
"is always the same."—Springfield
Republican.
Twelfth MfiKsiu'liusetts nt Antintam.
At the reunion of the survivors of
the Twelfth Massachusetts in this city
Wednesday, Secretary Kimball made
the following statement:
"I am aware that it is a startling
statement to make that the loss of the
Twelfth Massachusetts at Antietam
was the highest in percentage of any
organization, Union or Confederate,
in any one battle of the civil war, and
eveu the highest of any organization
in thi! entire world, in modern times,
in civilized warfare, under normal
conditions, but is there not good
reason to believe it to be true?
"The lighting was terrific, as every
one knows. Let ine simply say tha.
a letter which I wrote to a friend on
the 30th of September, 1862, says my
company (A) had twenty-two men
killed and wounded out of thirty, and
of the eight who escaped unhurt five
had missiles strike either their cloth
ing or equipments. Only thirty-two
marched off the field under the flag of
the regiment when relieved by the
Twelfth Corps. One of the Confed
erate regiments, the First Texas.
Hood's division, which we encoun
tered in our advance through the
cornfield, and which afterward occu
pied a position a little to our right,
had 186 killed and wounded out ol
226 taken into action—a percentage
of loss of 82.3."—805t0n Globe.
SCIENTIFIC SCRAPS.
A French chemist, De Hemptinue,
has succeeded in showing that electri
cal oscillations have a marked effect
in modifying chemical processes.
There is a salt vein in Kansas at a
depth of 900 feet, containing, accord
ing to a local statistician, enough salt
to salt the world for a million years.
It has recently been claimed that
iron ships iitted with electric plants
suffer rapid deterioration of their pipes
having direct connection with the sea,
due to electrolytic action.
The most wonderful astronomical
photograph in the world is that which
has recently been prepared by Lou
don, Berlin and Parisian astronomers.
It shows at least 08,000,000 stars.
Lord Kelvin- estimates the time
since the earth became sufficiently
cooled to become the abode of plants
and animals to be about '20,000,000
years within limits of error ranging
between 15,000,000 and 30,000,000
years. From similar physical data
Clarence King has made an estimate
uearly agreeing with this.
A Russian chemist is said to have
discovered an anesthetic several thou
sand times more powerful than chlo
roform. It volatilizes most readily
and acts, when freely mixed with air,
at great distances. Experiments are
being made to see if it cannot be in
closed in bombs, which would have
the extraordinary effect of anscstheti
zing instead of wounding an enemy.
The best lighted city in the world
is Hammerfest, in Norway, which is
olso the most northerly town in the
world. Even the smallest cabin has
its electric light, and during the polar
night from the middle of November to
February 1, the town is all aglow.
The power is derived from three rivers,
so rapid that they do not freeze in
mid-winter, and so near the city that
the light can be furnished at very lit
tle cost.
Observations have been made re
cently to determine the extent and
cause of the extraordinary deflection
of the magnetic needle which takes
place over a vast tract of central Rus
sia. The line selected for observa
tion was one of about 850 miles, be
tween Moscow and Kharkov. The
widest aberrations are found to
exist in the province of Kursk, the
capital of which is about COO miles
south of Moscow. In the southeast
portion of this province, about 150
miles south of Tim, the needle is de
flected more than 96 degrees, and
points almost due east and west instead
of north and south.
THE TROUBLESOME DUST.
Why the Scicntixt Appreciates It Mora
Than the Hounewlfe.
The lmue of the ideal housekeeper's
life is dust; and yet the seemingly in
significant, exasperating dust has
been a study of scientists for a cen
tury. "When a beam of sunlight en
ters a darkened room it can be seen
along its whole course," says one
writer. "The light is reflected to ev
ery side and maile to reach the eye by
the dust in the air of the room; we do
not see the sunbeam but the dust
which is illumined by it. As unim
portant as this curious stufl' seems, it
plays a conspicuous part in nature; it
is what makes the sky appear blue
and when we look at the sky wo see
the dust illuminated by the sun. Light
goes through all the gases —the dust
catches it reflects it in every direction
md so causes the w hole atmosphere
to appear clear, in the same way that
it makes the sunbeam visible in the
dark room.
"Without this strange, wonderful
dust there would be 110 blue sky—it
would be as dark or darker than en
moonless nightH. The glowing disk of
the sun would stand immediately
against the black background, thus
producing blinding light where the
sun's rays fall, and deep black shad
ows where they do not. It is to dust
that we owe the moderately tempered
daylight adapted to our eyes; and it is
dust that contributes to the beauty of
the scenery. The finest dust gives
the blue tone to the sky while the
•oarser kind produces an almost black
ippearance.
"The clouds consist of dust and va
por; if there be only a little dust all
the vapor is precipitated upon it, and
-iO load the clouds with water that
they sink in heavy drops to the ground.
Without dust the vapor would pene
trate houses, making everything mold
with damp; we should feel upon go
ing out that our clothes were becom
ing saturated and umbrellas would be
a useless protection. It is hard, in
deed, to conceive how different every
thing would be if there were no dust;
this trivial, common stutt" has its con
siderable part in the process of nature,
and there is much of the wonderful
and mysterious concealed in its filmy
particles."
Fine Dueling Whli Onions.
Two well-known and musically in
clined young men of Carthage had a
joke turned on them in good style by
a pair of Galena girls. Some time
ago they called upon the girls, who
are as bright as they are pretty. Out
of pure "cussedness" one of the young
men had swiped an onion from in front
of a grocery store before leaving Car
thage, and this he had in his pocket.
While at the house of the young ladies
the bright idea of dumping the oniou
in the stove struck him, aud he did so
with the result that the parlor was de
serted for the remainder of the even
ing. The young ladies made a men
tal resolve to get square, but said
nothing. Some 'time after the young
men found an express package at the
office addressed to them, but with
heavy charges due. Anticipating a
fine gift of some sort or other they
paid the money, to find when they
opened the package that it contained
onions aud the compliments of two
Galena girls.—Galena (Mo.) Press.
pre.
TARM
Tlio Growing; of Paranipn.
The parsnip naturally puts its roots
down more deeply than any other of
the esculent roots. It needs a rich
soil. If the subsoil has not been en
riched it should be pulverized with a
subsoil plow, and not brought to the
surface. We have seen parsnips that
were fully lfi inches long, of which all
the growth except two or three inches
was below the ground. In harvesting
parsnips a furrow should be thrown
from the rows, leaving the side of the
furrow as close as possible to the
roots. No root is better than the
parsnip for milch cows.
Coldft and Roup in Fowl*.
This is the season when fowls are
subject to colds, which if not prompt
ly checked, will soon develop roup.
A few days of warm, rainy weather,
followed by extremely cold nights,
will demand prompt attention for the
flock.
Make a trip to the roosting room
every night before retiring,and quiet
ly listen to the breathing of the birds.
Those with the first symptoms of cold
will breathe heavily, gradually in
creasing, until scon that peculiar gasp
which no oue can mistake is easily lo
cated. Then take the bird gently to
a warm, dry room, bathe the head
with warm water and castile soap;
anuoiut witli vaseline, inject a few
drops of kerosene in nostrils, and let
it remain quiet during the next few
days. Feed li'ght diet, such as stale
bread and crackers, but do not give
any grain.
When a cure has been' effected, do
not hustily return the bird to the
poultry house. Re sure that no sign
of disease remains, for a relapse is by
far more difficult to cure than the tirst
attack.
A few drops of Douglas' mixture,
added daily to drinking water, will do
much to ward off colds. iiut aside
from this tonic your fowls need no
other physic. VV. H. Cambrou in
Farm and Home.
Cai'e of VonII(t llrifarw.
Most of the difficulties in growing
valuable cows, where the breeding
has been what it should be, come from
their feeding. It is hard to say
whether the fattening or the starva
tion policy is worse for the future of
the cow. By the tirst she is made tit
only for the butcher. By the second
the animal is stunted and its digestion
impaired so that it is little good for
any purpose. There should be an
abundance of food, and a good share
of this should be succulent, so as to
furnish nutrition in bulky form and
stimulate the glands that carry the
milk. All the large milk-producing
breeds of cows have originated in mild
and moist climates, where succulent
feed can be had during most of the
year. Ensilage is good feed for heif
ers, though if it be of corn fodder
some dry clover hay should be fed
with it to increase the material for
growth. If clover cannot be had a
small ration of wheat bran mixed with
the corn ensilage will make a better
feed than ensilage alone.
We believe in breeding heifers
early, and at the same time feed liber
ally of food that will make growth
rather than fatten. If a heifer drops
her tirst calf when she is a year and a
half old she will always be a better
milker than if she were kept from
breediug until a year later. If the
heifer is too small let there be a long
time between the tirst and second
breeding, and in the meantime feed
more liberally than ever, but not with
corn. Some oats may, however, be
given, if the milk production is large
enough to keep the heifer thin in
flesh, but the grain feeding should be
stopped when the heifer dries off as
she approaches her second parturition.
Heifers thus inauaged will be about as
large as if they were kept until they
were past two years old before being
bred, and they will all their lives be
much better milkers.—Boston Culti
vator.
Vegetable finnlcn anil HomeOn-lmrd.
The time spent in making and tak
ing care of the vegetable garden and
home orchard is the most valuable
time spent by the farmer.
I reach this conclusion by this mode
of reasoning: If a farmer would work
for just a living off his farm, what
process would he follow? Would he
not proceed to plaut just what he
needed of the necessaries of life, say
one acre wheat, one-half acre pota
toes, one acre fruit, one-half acre
vegetable garden, perhaps two acres
for corn and oats? This would raise
a living for a family of Bix persons.
In fact, I think, the garden and or
chard so important, and would pay so
well, that if the farmer would reverse
the order of things and give practically
all his time to growing a living from
his farm, which would only take, say,
live acres of it, and oh, how he could
make that live acres yield with the
time he would have to give to it.
It seems to me he could figure a
living out of five acres so cultivated.
Would this not be more satisfactory
than spreading over fifty or 100 acres
and then only making a bare living,
as twenty-four out of every twenty
five do?
A farmer does not need to run a
fifty or 100 acre farm to feed a cow, a
horse or team, and a sow and pigs, and
a few chickens. This can, and is
usually doue on the garden aud or
chard part of the farm.
If the average farmer would keep an
accurate account of his income from
the part of the farm iu question, 1
think he would find it to be of much
more importance than he is aware of.
He hns never learned to count the
worth of the egg he ate for breakfast,
or that glass of milk he drank, or thai
excellent spread of apple butter he had
on his bread, or that chicken pot pie,
or the one hundred and one similar
items; these he forgets to count in his
living. If he lived in town where al)
these things cost money and are in the
expense column, he would then real
ize the value of them.
But besides all this, when the gar
den and orchard are properly cared
for, the pay comes in more ways than
one. We do not only work for pay or
money alone, we want satisfaction,
pleasure, enjoyment from our labor.
I fail to see the enjoyment in fol
lowing the plow and harrow over
clods and through dust, day after day
for a bare living, when that same farm
er could grow as much corn 011 one
acre well tilled as he can on five, or
dinarily farmed.
I wish to magnify the importance ol
the little garden and orchard wel!
tilled, as there is where the pleasure
as well as the profit comes in.
And a word more on the pleasure
side of this subject, would not the
wife of your bosom be ten times more
happy when the vegetable garden and
home orchard are properly cared for?
—E. S. Livingston in Farm, Field
aud Fireside.
Winter Profit From Hen*.
W. H. Jenkins of Delaware county
New York, writes: Can hens be made
to pay a good profit when confined in
houses in winter? As hens are usuallj
kept, they do not generally commenc*
laying on a paying basis until warm
weather comes in the spring, whei
nature furnishes the conditions which
are necessary for egg production. Egg
laying is a part of reproduction, and
instinct prompts the birds to fulfil)
this function during the most favor
able seasons.
To obtain eggs in winter we must
make the conditions as nearly like
those in spring as possible. First
notice that the main conditions are
warmth, plenty of room for exercise,
and well-balanced food.
Houses should be built low, double
boarded, with building paper between
the boards, aud under the roof, if
made of shingles, and I prefer a tight
floor made of matched boards. There
should be large windows to let in the
sunlight, with duors to close over
them on cold nights. I try to make
the house so warm that 1 can stay in
it on the coldest days without becom
ing uncomfortable.
The following plan of feeding has
been quite satisfactory. I mix bran
middlings and corn meal in about
equal parts, putting in a tablespoon
ful of ground bone to every two
quarts, and season the mash with a
little salt and pepper and wet up the
mixture with hot milk,when I have it.
111 the morning, I feed the mash to
the hens, and give them only what
they will eat up at once, but not
enough to quite satisfy them. I then
scatter a few handfuls of grain, using
wheat, oats and buckwheat for a
variety, 011 the floor aud cover it with
leaves, chaff or other loose litter. This
is done several times a day to induce
the heus to scratch for the graiu and
thus get plenty of exercise. Iu the
coldest weather I feet! them boiled
corn at night. I give them warm
water to drink and keep cut clover,
meat aud boue, grit and shells in
boxes so made that they caunot get
into them aud scratch theiu out. I
hang up cabbages aud chop up the
celery trimming to keep them supplied
with green food. I try to give them
the kind of food that heus naturally
seek when 011 a large rauge iu sum
mer. Then furnish them a warm
house and make them work for a part
of their li\ing.
No cockerel should be kept among
the laying hens; except when eggs are
wanted for hatching. The eggs will
keep better, and the hens will lay
more of them. I have kept several
hundred liens and had only one cock
erel, which was used in the yard ot
thoroughbreds where the eggs wert.
saved for incubation.
A mistake which many people make
is in not giving their fowls sufficient
room. Last spring a man wanted me
to buy his hens. I went to see them,
and he was keeping seventy hens in a
room twelve feet square. He had fed
and cared for them all winter with
hardly au egg to pay him for his work.
The hennery I built has ten rooms,
each twelve feet square, and it does
not pay me to keep over fifteen hens
in a room. I keep Buff and White
Leghorns and Minorcas. These lay a
large white egg for which I can get a
fancy price.
In my business of truck farming I
find that the hen manure saves me
considerable money in fertilizers.
When it is mixed with plaster on the
roosts, then dried and pulverized, it is
especially valuable in growing early
vt getables.—American Agriculturist.
Oh, What. Splendid Coder.
Mr. Goodman, Williams Co., 111., writeg
"Prom ono package Salter's German Cot Tee
Berry costing Ise I grew 300 lbs. of better
coffeo than I can buy in stores at 30 ceuts a
lb." A. C 1
A package of this coffee nn<l big seed and
plant catalogue is sent you by John A.
Halzer Seed Co., La Crosse, Wis., upon re
ceipt of 15 coats stamps aud this notice.
It is stated that there aro 80,000 barmaids
in England, whose hours average fourteen
daily for a wage of 10s. per week.
Attlinvillo and Hot Springy, N. C.,
In the glorious mountains of Western North
Carolina, most charming resorts on the Amer
ican ( ontinerit, beautiful scenery, fine braV
tnj? mountain air, high an<l dry altitude and
perfect hotel service, reached by the South,
rrn Railway, only 22 hours' ride from New
\ ork in through Pullman Cars. For full par-
Mculars call 011 or address Alex. S. Tliweut?
Eastern Passenger Agent, 271 Broadway,
The castle of Godfrey of Bouillon In the
Ardennes is to be restored by King Leopold
of Belgium.
Conservative Investor*
Tan largely increase their income by plai inn
llieir accounts in my hands. Twenty years of
Wall Street experience, in addition to reliable
INSIDE INFORMATION, enables me to advise
you most successfully. Write tor particulars,
which are interesting to those having monev
to invest. CHARLES HUGHES, Invest'-
ment Broker, B3 Wall SI reel, N'ew York
City.
Afghan women aro never jealous of each
other.
For Whooping Cough, Piso's Cure is a suc
cessful remedy. M.L*. DIETER,B7 Throop Ave..
Brooklyn, N. Y„ Nov. 4. 1894.
It is said that there Is in Sonora n tribo
of Indians with yellow hair and blue eyes.
Mrs. Winslow'sSoothing Syrup for children
teething, softens the gums, reduces inflamma
tion, allays pain, cures wind colic. 25e.a bottle.
In Australian markets rabbits sell at six
cents apiece.
A fair lady becomesstill fairer by using that
salutary beauiifler, Glenn's Sulphur Soap.
Hill s Hair &\\ tdsker Dyt, OIHCK or brown. stV'
A ton of oil has been obtained from the
tongue of a single whale.
Florida.
Florida literature secured free upon appli
cation to,l. ,1. Karnsworth, East'n Pass. Ag't.
Plant System, :Ail Broadway, N. Y.
T* Curt A Cold la OB* Day.
Take Laxative Bromo Quinine Tablets. All
Druggists refund money if it fails to cure. Jte.
The largest mass of pure rock sa\t in the
world is in Galicia, Hungary. (,
Chew Star Tobacco—The Best.
Smoke Sledge Cigarettes.
Sixty languages are spoken in the empire
foverned by the Czar of Russin.
Was Nervous
Troubled with Her Stomach-
Could Mot Sleep—Hood's Cured.
"About a year ago I was troubled with
my stomach and could not eat. I was
nervous and could not sleep at night. 1
grew very thin. I began trJring Hood's
Sarsaparilla and am now well and strong,
and owe it all to Hood's Sarsaparilla."
MARY PETERS, 90 South Union Street,
Rochester, N. Y. Remember
Hood's Sarsaparilla
Is the best—ln fact the One True Blood Purifier.
Hood's Pills cure all liver ills. 25cents.
Burned the Mortgage.
Everybody connected 1.-itli the Wels
Congregational Church, at UfOth ant.
Sidney streets, South Side, Vade it
a point to attend the gathering heli'
last evening in celebration of the free
ing of the church from the mortgage
which has hung over the congregation
for some time, notwithstanding great
efforts to liquidate it. The entertain
ment took the form of a musicale and
supper, and of course there were
speeches and congratulations and in
cidental merrymaking as befitted such
an event in the history of the organi
zation. A novel aud quite dramatic
feature was the burning of the mort
gage by Mr. Rees Jones and Mr. T.
Wortliington, two of the oldest mem
bers of the church.—Pittsburg Chron
icle-Telegraph.
The completion of Coinnißiwealth
avenue extension, Boston, mafes a con
tinuous avenue 120 feet wide from the
Public Gardens to the Charles River
in Newton, 11.14 miles.
BELIEF FROM PAIN.
Women Everywhere Expre3a their
Gratitude to Mrs. Pinkham.
rtr*. T, A. WALBEN, Gibson, da., write*-
"DEAR MRS. PINKHAM:— Before t
jng your medicine, life was a bur
to me. I never saw a well day
my monthly period I suffered •
misery, and a great deal of the
was troubled with a severe pai,
side. Before finishing the first
of your Vegetable Compound \ ■
teli it was doing me good. I cor»ti.
its tise, also used the Liver Pills i
Sanative Wash, and have been grea.
helped. I would like to have you u
my letter for the benefit of others.''
Hrs. FLORENCE A. WOLFE, 515 Hulbcrrv
St., Lancaster, Ohio, write*:
" DF.AU Mas. PINKHA*: —For two
years 1 was troubled witli wtfat the
local physicians told me was inilainma
tion of the womb. Every month I suf
fered terribly. I had taken enough
medicine from the doctors to cure any
one, but obtained relief for a short,
time only. At last I concluded to writ(c
to you in regard to my case, and can
say that by following your advice I anj
low pefectly well."
rir*. W. R. BATES, Hamfleld, La., write*:
" Before writing to you I sufferec
dreadfully from painful mensmia
tion, leucorrhoea and sore feelint »
the lower part of the bowels. Now m
friends want to know what makes IT
look so well. Ido not hesitate ono r"
ute in telling them what has brov
about this great change. I cai
praise Lydia E. Pinkham's Veget;
Compound enough. It is the grea
remedy of the ag-e."
El in tine. Sold br dru**i»t*. I