SPIN CHEERFULLY.
Hpiu cheerfully,
Not tearfully.
Though wearily you plod,
hpiu carefully
Spin prayerfully,
But leave the thread to Ood.
The shuttle of His purpose move
To carry out His own design.
Seek not too aoon to disapprove
His work, nor yet assign
Dark motives, when with silent dread
You view each sombre fold;
For 10, within each darker thread,
There shines a thread of gold.
Spin cheerfully,
Not tearfully,
He knows the way you plod;
Spin carefully.
Spin prayerfully,
But leas-e the thread with God.
iciTn?raring'sNelgHDQr i
0 BY JENNY WHEN. 112
• -m. •
Clint Loring had fallen almost
asleep in his chair on that warm Sep
tember evening. He had been bend
ing over his easel all day, and was
worn out in mind and body.
Painting for amusement and paint
ing to keep the wolf from the door he
found to be a totally different matter.
In days gone by his studio had been
constantly thronged, not with buyers
(he had no need to foster his genius),
but with friends and admirers—those
who smoked his cigars and drank his
wine, as tliey diluted on the merits of
his pictures.
He had ncithev the one nor the
other now to offer them, and the pic
tures seemed to have lost their charm.
Fortunately, there were a few dealers
who cared more for art than the artist,
and so when Clint one morning
wakened to find himself practically
beggared, he determined to make his
talents available, and so ho quietly
moved away from the large and expen
sive quarters lie had so luxuriously
furnished to the plain upper room
where we now find him dreaming,
perhaps, of the past, when suddenly
a woman's voice, rich, sweet and clear,
breaks upon his reverie.
He starts, awakened in an instant,
and listens to the end.
It is in the very room next his own.
Nothing but a thin partition divides
the two. Only last night a man's
tread, heavy and somewhat uncertain,
denoted its occupant. Tonight all
had been silence, until the pure notes
rang out upon the evening air.
Somehow they lingered in Clint
Loring's dreams that night,again with
an echo of the dim past, when he had
stalls at the opera by the season, and
could gratify the very passion for
music which possessed him.
The room had had many tenants
since he had occupied his own; but,
with the next morning's dawning, his
first thoughts flew to his neighbor,
with a regretful wonder whether she,
too, would be fleeing like the rest.
It se mied not, for, as the days
merged into weeks, there were many
moments when Clint would forget his
palette and brush, and listen en
tranced.
He grew to feel a strange interest
in his unknown neighbor. Never yet
had he been able to catch a glimpse of
lier face. Sometimes a light, quick
step would pass his door, but, let
him turn his head howsoever quickly,
it had disappeared.
One night, returning home, rather
later than usual, he caught sight, just
ahead, entering the door, o! a stylish,
girlish figure, which ran lightly and
Swiftly ahead of him up the stairway.
The figure was graceful, the dress
plain,but he had little time to observe
either as she hurried into her room
and closed the door.
A sudden impulse caused him to re
trace his steps, and when next he ap
peared, he bore carefully in his arms
• rosebush full of blossoms. He
lieither paused nor hesitated until he
stood at his neighbor's threshold, when
lie knocked, A moment later the door
opened, and the owner of the room
stood revealed before him.
It was a face worthy the voice. A
little worn, a little pale, perhaps, for
beauty, but with its wondering blue
eyes and framework of Titian hair,
one could easily imagine liow perfect
would be the picture, with here and
there an added dash of color.
Both stood in silence, she inquir
ingly, he wondering how he should
begin, when he spoke:
"Yon will pardon my intrusion, I
ope, but I fear if I leave these flowers
my room they will fade and wither,
lave not much time to give attention
such things. May I leave them with
/oil?"
"Oh, how lovely! Indeed, indeed
on may! Thauk you, very much,"
toopinsr to kiss one of the blossoms
.if the plant she held in her hands.
"But how came you to think of me, u
stranger?"
"I had heard you sing, and I knew
you were a woman, and all women
love flowers. May I come in and tell
you more about it? My name is Clint
Loring, and I am your next-door
neighbor. If I wait to be formally
I fear I shall never know
r you."
For a minute she hesitated, then a
bright smile lit up her face, as she
looked into the honest eyes awaiting
an answer to his question. Handsome
eyes they were, too, which had found
their way to many a woman's heart.
So she answered:
"Yes, you may come in. It seems
strange to receive visitors, but I bid
you welcome. lam Mrs. Andrews."
Did his ears deceive him? Was
that young girl a wife? Perhaps a
widow, he thought, with a glance at
lier black dress, since she seems alone
«nd desolate.
Yet she was not alone; for, as he
crossed the threshold, he noticed in
the corner ail old woman knitting.
"It is my aunt," she explained.
"She is growing very old, but 1 dread
the time when sh<> will leave me nloue.
Aunt, this is a friend of mine, Mr.
Loring.'
The old womun looked up only for
a moment, as though nothing could
longer detain her from her work.
"It's not Henry," she muttered.
"Henry will never come again."
In other days, many women had
smiled at Clint Loring, drawing him,
they hoped, to their feet, but nil had
failed. He had gone on in his bright,
happy, careless way, until the crash
came, and then, without even a fare
well word, he had taken his pride and
his poverty out of their sight, lost in
the great city.
But a strange, sweet intimacy
sprung up between him and his next
door neighbor. The rose he had
taken her blossomed as no rose had
ever done before, and it grew to be a
nightly occurrence that he should
leave a little offering of flowers ox
fruit at her door.
All day, when she was absont giving
the vocal lessons by which she lived,
and he hard at work over his easel,his
thoughts were with her.
She had told him something of her
early life—her girlhood—but nothing
of her marriage; from that she shrank
as from a blow. But still the old
woman in the corner muttered of
"Henry." She never heeded what
they said, nor seemed to have a
thought beyond her knitting, save the
utterance of that one name.
So the weeks sped into months,and
winter was upon them, when Clint's
heart called out against further silence,
and demanded food for its hunger.
He never doubted its answer, as he
entered Edna Andrews's to ask her to
be his wife. Their intercourse had
been one of purest friendship—no talk
of love had ever entered in; but still
he felt she loved him,even as he knew
he had given her the worship of his
soul.
Her patient endurance —her noble
courage—her true womauhood—had
first aroused the feeling; but it had
grown and strengthened, until it
formed part of himself.
So, in the winter twilight, he told
his story, and, in the shadow, did not
note the great start his listener gave
—how ashy white grew her face.
A moment's silence fell between
them, as he told the story of his love.
Then she spoke, but her voice was
harsh, as though struggling to choke
down unbidden sobs:
"From you, Mr. Loring, I did not
expect this. Iha 1 grown to regard
you really as a friend—to feel I had in
you a protector—to lean upon the
rock you seem to have afforded me—
and, lo! I find it all quicksand. How
could you? how could you?" and the
slight frame shook with the passion
of sods which at last overcame her.
"Edna, what do you mean? Have
I, then, judged you so wrongly that
the mention of my love thus agitates
you? An honest man's love is no re
proach. Forgive me, if I have erred
and startled you from your repose. In
my hope of taking you from this lifo of
toil, in sharing with you all I have—
which, thank God, is enough for both
—I forgot to break it gently. I am
not a rich man, Edna, as you know;
but I am succeeding in my art beyond
my anticipations, and I could have
offered you a home more worthy of
you, my darling. Do you so shrink
from the thought of becoming my
wife?"
"Your wife?" she almost gasped.
"What else, Edna, could I offer the
woman who has opened my eyes to a
perfect womanhood?"
"Your wife? yours? Am I not a
wife already—deserted and betrayed,
it is true, but bound, hand and foot,
by the fetters he has forged?"
"Yes, yes, Henry will come back!"
muttered the old woman, in her
corner.
"You hear her? It is he of whom
she speaks—Henry, my husband.
Listen and I will tell you all. It is
your due. I married him when I was
but sixteen, attracted by a handsome
face, a few loving words. Well, he
won me, no matter how. I had not
been his bride three weeks before he
told me he had married me for my
dowry—that he needed money, and
must have more. Then I obtained it;
but my father, a rich farmer, grew
tired of my repeated demands, and
refused me more. When I told him
this, he struck me, in his auger, and
left the house. I never seen him
since. He forged my father's name
for a large amount, obtained the
money, and fled the country. It is
his anut, not mine, of whom I have
the care. She is always looking for
his return. My parents died soon
after, and my father was so incensed
that he left me'penuiless. Yet, thank
Ood, I have youth and strength, and
though I never again can listen to
your words of love, though we must
part today, perhaps never again to
meet on life's highway,l shall remem
ber that ono true man has loved me."
With au ashy face he heard her to
the end. Her eyes, looking into his
with a great despair, told him what
lier lips dared not utter, but in them
was a resolution as well, which he
dared not combat.
He rose like one stricken,turned to
ward the door,then retraced his s*eps,
and opening his amis, clasped her in
an embrace she was powerless to
resist, rained passionate kisses upon
cheek, brow and lip, then, without
another word, went out into the night.
The next morning found him tossing
in high fever, unconscious and delir
ious. The long excitement, constant
work, with this last shock, had been
more than even his strong frame could
endure, and it had given way at last,
and cast him adrift and helpless in the
lever's strong hold.
For weeks he lay hovering between
life and death; but when he opened
his heavy eyes, it was on the pale,
worn face of the woman whom he
loved, who had mingled in all his
dreams, that rested,and his first ques
tion was:
"Why did you no' leave me ? Why
return for a second parting?''
• 'Because—because,' 'she whispered,
in answer, while a wondrous light
beamed in her eyes, "I need never
leave you, Clint, if you will keep me.
lam free, dear. The news of my re
lease came to me after you were taken
ill. My husband died a year ago—
died as wretchedly as he has lived.
The disappointment was more than his
aunt could bear, aud she, too, lies
under the sod. I am alone in the
world today. Clint, have you room
for me?"
With a wonder if it were not still
delirium, and a prayer that it might
last forever, Clint Loring opened his
arms, and tho weary, storm-tossed
woman had found rest at last—rest
and love. Clint lost his neighbor—he
found his wife.—Saturday Night.
HIGH PRICES FOR LAND.
More Th in $.'130 Per Square Foot Paid
for a Lot in New York.
The most valuable plat of ground in
this country, at least, the oue that has
commanded the highest price, is lo
cated at the corner of Broad aud Wall
streets, New York city, in the heart of
the great financial district. Several
years ago, says the Washington Star
Mr. Wilkes established a record for
high-priced realty by paying 8168,000
for 508 square feet of ground on this
site, or $330.70 per square foot.
The immensity of this rate of valua
tion cau best be appreciated by meas
uring off a square foot of space and
then comparing its dimensions with
those of $330 in money. Such a com
parison will show that if Mr. Wilkes
had paid for his property in one-dol>
lar bills he would have been able to
cover his entire lot with 82 layers of
greenbacks, or he could have paved it
with four tiers of silver dollars placed
edge to edge as closely as they would
lie. Doubtless if the worthy Dutch
burghers of New Amsterdam could
return to earth they would be as
tounded to learn the value of the land
on which they pastured their cows 200
years ago.
Though no other piece of ground
has commanded an equal price per
foot, there are several other plats in
NQW York city which are quite equal
to the Wilkes property in value. For
example, a considerably larger lot on
the northwest corner of Nassau and
Pine streets, one block above the
Wilkes property, was sold last year
for $250 per square foot, and the op
posite corner of the same streets, in
cluding (50115 feet, was bought by the
Hanover National bank f0r51,350,000.
The lot on the corner of Broadway
and Maiden lane, and the site of the
Commercial Cable company's build
ing in Broad street, are also properties
that could be covered fifty deep with
dollar bills out of their purchase price.
Probably the largest amount ever
paid for the site of a single building
was that given by the Broadway Bealty
company for the lot on which the
Bowling Green building has beeta
erected. This sky-scraper, which is
the largest in the city, extends from
Broadway through to Greenwich street,
and covers 20,152 feet of ground, for
which $3,000,000 was paid. This is
$102.00 per foot, and though the price
per foot is less than has been paid for
several other plats, the total represents
an enormous sum to pay merely for
the ground on which to erect oue
building. One peculiar effect in real
estate values that has followed the
sky-scraper era is the extraordinary
price which has been put upon sites
that are suitable for very high build
ings. Spots with open surroundings,
on which other lofty structures are
not likely to be built, are, of course,
the most desirable for this purpose,
and such places are few in tho city of
New York. The result is that many
buildings which are already very prof
itable are being torn down to make
room for the erection of sky-scrapers.
Child Saved by a lSr*ar.
liesidents of Apalachin, N. Y.. had
a bad scare recently, when the four
year-old child of Henry Kathburn
started out alone to look for trailing
arbutus. It was half an hour before
she was missed, and then all trace of
the little one was lost. Her distracted
father and his neighbors joined in the
search.
While passing through a ravine they
were startled to seo an uncouth object
shambling toward them some distance
up the road, carrying a bundle in its
mouth. Closer inspection proved
to the terrified searchers that the ob
ject was a bear and the bundle a child.
It is many years since a bear was seen
in this section, but the men, though
unarmed, prepared to give battle, one
of their number going back for help.
But the bear trotted toward tliem as
though totally unconcerned,and when
a few yards away carefully laid down
the child it was tyirrying by its dress.
When the men approached and took
up the little <• ; lie bear did not show
fight,and a cio . investigation proved
he had a ring in his nose. Later it
was found the bear belonged to an
Italian who was camping in a nearby
barn, making a tour of the country.
He hail purchased tho animal when
a cub and reared him in a New York
tenement, where he was allowed to
play with the children, and it was
there he had learned the trick of car
vying the little ones.—New York
Press.
AVliere Old Hats Are Popular.
The inhabitants of the Indian ocean,
have an extraordinary fancy for old
hats, and a regular trade in such cast
off headgear is carried on between Cal
cutta and Nieobar, the most desired
head pieces being paid for in cocoannts.
A tall chimney-pot is the favorite
among the Nicobarinns, and the acme
of fashion is considered to be a high
white hat with a black hat band. This
is worth from fifty to sixty cocoannts,
and is worn by the Nicobarian dandy
when he goes out fishing, the rest of
his attire consisting solely of a waist-
Ci'.t.
THE-
Proper Succession of Vegetable*.
Among the commonest mistakes in
planting the farm garden is that of
not providing for a proper succession
of vegetables. Too often only one
variety of peas, sweet corn, etc., is
planted; there is feast while the sup
ply lasts, then famine. Plant several
of the standard varieties so as to keep
up the supply as long as possible.
Quality of Bran.
Millers take good care not to leave
flour in bran in these days, though
they also sell the bran as a byproduct
for much more than it is worth to
feed. But iu the olden times when a
good deal of flour was mixed with the
bran,aud the latter was much cheaper
and also better tliau it is now, we
knew farmers who objected to having
the white, starchy flour show too
plainly either in brau or fine middlings.
The valuable parts of both of these
feeds in those days were the gluten,
which is rather dark colored. Now
the gluten is carefully saved,aud most
of it goes into the new process flour.
Hence as bran has been increasing in
price, it has deteriorated in quality,
and is no longer so cheap a feed as lin
seed or cotton-seed meal or even as
oats where these meals canuot be ob
tained.—Boston Cultivator.
The Dishorning of Cattle.
Civilization is transforming nature
in surprising ways. The dishorning
of cattle is an example, as this prac
tice is gaining favor so rapidly that
hornless cattle may be expected soou
to become the rule, rather than tho
exception. The first objections were
that it is cruel and unnatural. The
early method of dishorning with a saw
was undoubtedly slow and painful,
but specially constructed clippers are
now used that often remove a horn in
a single second, and with so little
suffering that feeding is continued as
usual, and the operation is really hu
mane, the frequent injuries in herds
from goriug being prevented. The
horns have become utterly useless,
being no longer needed as protection
against natural enemies.
In calves less than three weeks old
the embryo horns can be removed with
one stroke of a sharp knife, or they
can be treated with a caustic sufficient
ly powerful to destroy them. For
three years the Maine experiment sta
tion has dishorned calves by rubbing
the horns four or five times with
caustic potash. In every case but one
the operation has been successful, the
calf in exception having reached the
age of thirty-five days before treat
ment, with the result that dwarfed
horns an inch or an inch and a half
long were subsequently developed.—
Philadelphia Record.
Hybrid Perpetual Hose*.
A correspondent of Yick's Magazine
says that an admirable way to grow
almost any of the hybrid perpetual
roses is by pegging them down in the
garden. Plants grown in way
furnish mauy more flowers than when
grown in the regular way. The
young shoots of each season's growth
are pegged down in the fall, by using
small sticks placed often enough to
keep tho brauches fastened solid. In
layiug the branches down, leave none
nearer together than eight or ten
inches; after a bush has been pegged
down several years the space will be
come crowded and theu the old wood
cau be cut away to give room for the
new branches. The new shoots should
never be pegged down when in a
growing condition,but when the wood
has ripened oil' and become dormant
iu the fall is the proper time to do the
work. The rationale of the pegging
down process is this:
The rose bush has a latent bud at
every joint of the plant, which is only
waiting for a good chance to grow and
produce blossoms. Planted in tho
ordinary way only those at the top of
the bush have much of an opportunity
to develop, but when laid down every
one of the latent buds has an equal
chance in tho distribution of sap,
moisture and sunshine, and few of
them will fail to grow and bloom. A
bed of roses grown iu this way pre
sents a grand appearance, as the sur
face of the soil is nearly hidden by tho
foliage, above which the lovely roses
are growing thickly. These bushes
need enriching often, as they are be
ing forced so hard, and a good dress
ing of well-rotted stable manure every
fall is a necessity.
Where the Fat Corner From.
Chemically considered, fats of all
kinds, starch, coal and vegetable fibre
are only so many different forms of
carbon. Even the diamond iscrystal
ized carbon. It has been supposed
by old-time scientists that the different
forms were mostly not interchange
able. But modern science has suc
ceeded in transmitting one form of
carbon into others. That this can be
done by chemical skill has not, how
ever, given most chemists greater
faith in the ability of nature to do this
by her own means aud without their
help. There has for example been a
long-standing doubt amoug chemists
whether the fat of animals, including'
the butter fats taken from the milk of
cows, coulil possibly be the products
of the various carbo-hydrates taken by
such animals as food. From such
vegetable fats as can be found in such
feeds as linseed and cotton-seed meal,
they might see how the process of ui
gestion might change these into ani
mal fats, or even into the cream-nud
butter fats thnt are found in milk.
There is a small proportion of vege
table fat or oil in com or other grains.
Ho far, the effect of feeding corn to
fatten might be explained, but beyond
that science had far less intelligent
theories on this subject than had the
mass of farmers, who believed what
they saw and felt quite sure that the
fat of fattened animals as well as the
butter made from the milk of cows
were all derived from food, which, so
far as conhl be seen, hail no fat but
only starch or other forms of carbo
hydrates in its composition.
At last the scientists have been
obliged to concede that the conclu
sions arrived at by the hard, practical
common sense of fanners were cor
rect. The New York state experiment
station at, Geneva has been conducting
a series of experiments in fattening
cattle on corn meal from which all the
oils that existed as oil in this grain
were removed. Every particle of food
given was .weighed, as well as the ex
cretions, which were analyzed to
show their chemical character. It was
found that the proteid compounds
were very largely excreted from the
system, though there was some gain
in flesh from this source. The greater
part of the gain was in the increased
amounts of fat on all parts of the body.
This was thus conclusively shown to
be the product of the starchy carbo
hydrates that were eaten by the cows,
and by them changed into other forms
of animal fats, including butter.
All of this was generally guessed at
by most farmers. But it is interest
ing to know that the question has
been investigated bv scientific methods
and that the theories on this subject
which the majority of farmers have
always held have been proved to be
founded 011 scientific certainties.—
American Cultivator.
Farm ami Garden Notes.
Grit must be sharp.
Do not feed glass for grit.
In grading up use a pure bred male
on your best females.
The average weight of the sheep
marketed last year was eighty-five
pounds.
If the farming tools are out of re
pair, better have them fixed up right
away so as to be ready for business.
Weeds will soon be bobbing up
hare aud there and we must get right
after them; it's the only way to keep
ahead of them.
There is profit in poultry when
raised on a farm, so that waste prod
ucts can be utilized and all food sup
plied at producer's cost.
If lambs are docked when they are
from ten days to two weeks old, there
is little danger of either bleeding or
undue soreness resulting.
A chicken full of pin feathers, just
developing its permanent coat, is in
the worst possible shape to withstand
sudden change aud cold storms.
It has been estimated that if farm
ers could be induced to discard
scrubs and use only pure breeds, the
increase in value of poultry products
would be fully 100 per cent.
While light seeding* of clover and
grass sometimes give good stands, yet
liberal seeding is the safer plan, par
ticularly when the seeds named are
low in price. Sow when ground is
honeycombed.
The legumes should be more exten
sively grown, they make the best of
feeds and besides they improve the
laud. Those of our readers located in
southern and south central latitudes
should investigate the merits of the
stock pea.
111 few sections where clover thrives
is it worth while to look around for
anything better in the way of a legu
minous crop, for while the clover pro
duces a paying crop übove ground, it
also develops a root growth si;'Anient
to fertilize the soil.
What have you providoj the hens
to grind the grain with this winter?
If near a lake or stream, where a load
of washed sand cau be had, it will be
a tine thing to cover the floors of the
coops with every time you clean up.
Sand should be kept dry.
Someone has remarked: The cow it
mother of the beef steer, servant 01
the pig, and savior of the debtor far
mer. If any one doubts that she is
queen of beasts let him admit, at
least, that the cow is the foundation
of successful agriculture.
As the best bred animals cannot
produce paying results without good
feeding and care, neither can the best
improved varieties of grain produce
paying crops without a liberal supply
of plant food and a thorough pi epara
tion of the seed bed followed by good
cultivation.
A mi\ture of four parts wheat bran,
one part corn chops aud one-half part
cotton-seed meal is about the best and
cheapest winter feed for chickens that
cau be bought. The writer has been
using the same with great satisfaction
this fall and winter,and shall continue
to use it as long as its laudable results
continue.
That Settles It.
With the bloem and beauty ot the season,
its balmy airs and delightful temperature,
we feel like living with new life, and are
therefore often very careless in taking care
of ourselves. It is this forgetfulness that
lays us liable to attacks of rheumatism, the
more liable because we think there is little
danger of its coming on, but rheumatism is
an easy thing to take and sometimes a hard
thing to get rid of unless we take the advice
of others and learn that the best way pos
sible is to use St. Jacobs Oil. It has been
used so long us a sure cure that this advice
is given In good faith from the testimony oi
thousands.
\ It is the Chinese custom to inaugurate a
btlglnesH venture with a display of fire
woks.
Beauty IB mood Deep.
Cloak blood means a clean skin. No
beauty without it. Cascarcts, Candy Cathar
tic clean\our blood and keep it clean, by
stirring up tho lazy liver and driving all im
purities fro lib the body. Begin to-day tc
banish pimpfag, boils, blotches, blackheads,
and that sicklyjiiliotis complexion by taking
Cascarcts, —beauty for ten cents. All drug
gists, satisfaction
The proportion of, blind poople in the
world isßoo to every 1,0ft0,000.
The Tiurist Sleeping Car Line operated bj
the Southern Railway between Washington
and San Francisco without change, via Sew
Orleans, has proven so successful that it has"
become necessary to make a semi-weekly ser
vice, the Westbound departure being or
Wednesday and Saturday of each week.
This sleeper offers sleeping car facilities tc
person* holding first or second-class tickets
the berth rate being only $7.00 fromWashing
ton t.o San Francisco, Los Angeles, or Port
land, berth being large enough for occupancj
by I wo people, if desired,without extra charge.
These Sleepers run through Texas. Arizonc
and New Mexico, and connect with similai
cars for Oregon.
Information in regard thereto may be hail
from any S'Uthern Railway Ticket Agent,
from Mr. A..1. Poston, (icn'l Agent, Sunsc
Tourist Excursions, fill Penn. Ave. N. W„
Washington, I). 0„ or from Mr. W. A. Turk,
(i. P. A., 1300 Penn. Ave. N. W„ Washington
D. C.
STATE OF OHIO, CITY OF TOLEDO, I
LI-CAS COUNT V. I *'•
FRANK J. CHENEY makes oath that he is the
senior partner of the firm of F. J. CHENEY <8
Co., doing busi ness in the City of Toledo, Count J
and State aforesaid, and that said tirm will pas
the sum of ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS for eacll
and every ease of CATARRH that cannot lit
cured b> the use of HALL'S CATARRH ( UHE.
FRANK J. CHENEY.
Sworn to before me and subscribed in mj
I —I presence, this tith dav of December
J SEAL > A. 1). 18.*,. A. W. GLEASON,
( —> — \ Nularu Public.
Hail's Catarrh Cure is taken internally, anr
acts directly on the blood and mucous surface:
of the system. Send for testimonials, free.
F. .1. CHENEY & Co., Toledo, O.
Sold by Druggists, 75c.
Hall's Family Pills are the best.
The unexplored area of Canada is 1,000,-
000 square miles.
To Cure A Cold In One Day.
Take Laxative Bromo Quinine Tablets. AP
Druggists refund money if it fails to cure. 25c
It's 440S miles from San Francisco to Daw
son City in the Klondike.
To Curo Constipation Forover.
Talte Caaearets Candy Cathartic. 10a or 25a
If C. C. C. fail to cure, druggists refund money
A farmer in Dickinson County, Kansas
realized *SOOO from his apple crop last fall
I'iso's Cure for Consumption has no equa!
as a Cough medicine.— F. M. ABBOTT, 383 Sen
eca St., Buffalo, X. Y„ May U, ISM.
The first theatre in the United States was
opened in 1752.
No-To-Bao for Fifty Cents.
Guaranteed tobacco habit cure, makes weak
men strong, blood pure. 60c, (1. Ail druggists.
The first printing press in the United
States was introduced in 1C29.
Chew Star Tobacco—The Best.
Smoke Sledge Cigarettes.
The vintage of Franco amounted to 711,-
700.000 gallons in 1897.
Educate Your Dowels With Cuscaretf.
Candy Cathartic, cure constipation forever
10c, 25c. If C. C. C. fail. druggists refund money.
In 1597 Ohio furnished almost 37,000 tons
of grindstones.
The licsli speedily reunites when obstinate
sores are cleansed with Glenn's Sululiur Soap
liiii's Hair&Whisker Dye, black or brown, 50c.
A l!us«ian does not becomo of ago until
he is twenty-six.
| SpringJfledicine
A Good Blood Purifier a Neces
sity Now
Hsod's Sarsaparilla Unequalled
for Making Rich, Red Blood
The necessity for taking a good Sprinp
llediclno to purify the blood and build up
the system is based upon natural and un
avoidable causes. In cold weather there
has been less perspiration and impurities
have not passed out of the system as they
should. Food has consisted largely of
rich, fatty substances, and there has been
less opportunity for outdoor exercise.
The result Is, the blood is loaded with im
purities and these must be promptly ex
pelled or health will bo endangered.
Hood's Sarsaparilla is the best Spring
Medicine because it is the best blood
purifler and tonio; It thoroughly purifies
J he blood and gives vigor and vitality.
Hood's""™.
is America's Greatest Medicine. $1; six for $5.
Is „„,i- Dilla "re the favorite cathnr-
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