44 Actions of the Just
Smell Sweet."
Iht fra.gra.nce of life is vigor and
strength, neither of <which can be found
in a person •whose blood is impure, and
•whose every breath speaks of internal
troubles. Hood's SarsaparUta purifies
ihe blood and makes'the weak strong.
Stol* a Brick Pavement.
The charge of stealing a briek pave
ment was recently made against Pat
rick 'Devlin in a Philadelphia police
jfrurt. It was charged that the pave
ment in front of a printing works,
laney street, above Pennsylvania
«venne, was laid with new vitrified
bricks. One of the membert of the
Irm, passing the place about noon, no
ticed the new paverment. Two hours
later he walked over the place again
ind there were no bricks there. He
aotified the police, who made a search
»nd found Devlin laying the bricks in
a yard on Swain street. When asked
what he had to say Devlin replied:
"Shure, your Honor, they've got the
right man. I took thim bricks."
"Why did you do it?"
"Faith, I needed the bricks for the
job on Swain street. I saw them
layin* there, and so just borrowed
thim. Was there any harm in that?"
"I think so," replied the magis
h-ate, and he was held for trial.—New
York Sun.
■
Mrs. Col. Richardson
SAVED BY MRS. PINKHAM.
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" At last inflammation of the womb
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fered agonies, had to give up my pro
fession (musician and piano player),
was confined to my bed and life became
a terrible cross. My husband sum
moned the best physicians, but their
benefit was but temporary at best. I
believe I should have contracted the
morphine habit under their care, if my
common sense had not intervened.
" One day my husband noticed the ad
vertisement of your remedies and im
mediately bought me a full trial. Soon
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novr well, strong and robust, walk,
ride a wheel, and feel like a girl in her
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A Rule About Pullhearera.
The oulyrule about pallbearers that
I know, says Victor Smith, is that
they shall in all cases be selected
from among friends unconnected by
blood with the family of the departed.
The number is a matter of taste, and
custom has made it even instead of
pdd. In certain communities the
pallbearers actually carry the coffin,
jut in New York such an act would be
regarded as plebeian by the aristoc
racy, who cling to the pall of black or
purple, without, however, requiiing
the bearers to hold its corners and
lasseJs.—New York Press.
When a Clove Tree Veara.
A clove tree begins to hear at the
ige of about ten years, and continues
until it reaches the age of seventy-fivf
ynars. There are two crops a year,
one in June and the other in Decem
ber. Hot weather is favorable to the
irop, although a little fog is said tc
improve the flavor.
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COMMONPLACE 1 .
Spreading on a bit of jam,
Tying up a shoe,
Setting straight the many things
Baby hands undo;
Coaxing out u backward smilo,
Chasing baok a tear.
Praising childish courage,
Stilling childish fear;
Picking out a sliver sharp,
Putting In a stitch,
Lotting fall a drop of love
Where life's cog-wheels hitci >
Binding on a breath of prayer,
Smoothing out a strife—
Theso acts oft repeated
Make a mother s life.
—By Bernie Babcouk.
t
JGiantClam.fc
! A Story of tin Philippines, r
1 BY A. F. HOLT. £
The villain in this true tale is the
giant clam, also known by various
other names—au enormous bivalve,
often weighing twenty pounds, and
living in a pair of shells that fre
quently measure four feet in length,
and weigh four or live hundred
pounds. Its succulent flesh would
provide chowder for a good-sized
boarding-house, and no couchological
collection is considered complete with
out at least a pair of those gigantic
valves, which are also useful as beni
tiers, baptismal fonts, fountain-basins,
and ex-en infants' bath-tuby.
This clam is found only in warm
eastern seas; and particularly in tho
Philippines, where it is known as the
taclobo, ami eagerly sought by tho
native fishermen.
My second character is Sancho, a
sturdy Visayan flsheryouth, bright of
oye and lithe of limb, who can swim
or dive like a fish, and in his primitive
pirogue, rudely fashioned from a log,
can easily outpaddle or outsail any
mau in the fleet. There is no better
fisherman in the Philippines, with line,
net, or with the sharp-pronged trident
spear.
Malay boys in general are about as
fond of work as other boys, bat San
cho was naturally industrious and
ambitious; he knew not the taste
of tbe stupefying buyo leaf, ami cared
nothing for cockfighting, the favorite
Malayan amusement, ijoreover, he
was a prodigy of learning, for besides
reading and writing a little, and
mumbling paternosters,he could count
to thirty without an error.
My third character is au American
professor who will be found in a very
disagreeable position when introduced
later and more definitely.
Heavy responsibilities had rested
on Sancho, siuee, at the age of lfi, he
found himself the principal support of
his invalid father and his six little
motherless brothers and sisters. Every
day, in fair weather,he sailed alone in
his pirogue with its bamboo out
riggers, tripod mast, and curious mat
sail, eager to take fish. Simply clad
in shirt and trousers, with a huge
bowl-shaped salacot or lint to shield
him from the tropical sun, lie toiled
from dawn to dusk, visiting his weirs
and traps,capturing small fry with the
cumbrous casting-net, or spearing
monster turtles as they basked lazily
on the surface. The coral reel's yielded
abundance of crabs, mollusks and
edible seaweed, and he carefully
searched the el ill's for the nests of the
esculent swallow. Little that could
be eaten or sold escaped the sharp
eyes of Sancho.
Oue fine day, just at sunset, not
long before Dewey smote Spain in
Manila Bay, Suncho was returning
from a most successful trip, his little
boat laden witli fish, and running be
fore a strong breeze. Ordiuarly this
would have been an occasion for great
rejoicing, but today there was son ow
in the heart of Sancho, for misfortune
and disgrace bad suddenly descended
upon his household. His beloved
father was a criminal. Not a robber—
not a murderer; no, a thousand times
worse, in the eyes of the Spanish
authorities—he was a delinquent tax
payer !
The family had been suffering lately
from a run of bad luck. First, rice
birds and weevils wrought havoc in
the paddy-field, while hordes of flying
foxes feasted nightly on the fruit of
the garden. Then came a terrific
hurricane, unrooting the little nipa
hut, stripping the baunua plants, and
levelling every stalk of sugar-cane.
Fish was so abundant as to be almost
unsalable in the market. To cap the
climax a cunniug thief had entered
the hut at dead at night,and stolen the
bamboo joint containing the hoarded
silver—the tributo saved for the in
exorable, the taxcollecior.
Last week the cabeza, or collector—
merciless because he himself was held
responsible by the Spanish authorities
for the taxes on some sixty faini ies—
with a squad of cuadi illeros,or bailiffs,
had taken Sancho's father away to
prison. On the morrow the sick inau
would bo terribly (logged in the public
square. Then his property would
be confiscated aud he would be
deported to Z&mboanga, there
to work out his debt in the miserable
chain-gang, or more likely to die of
fever in the pestilential jungles.
From his bitter reflections Sancho
was suddenly aroused by the wild cry
of a human being iu distress. As he
listened,the sound was repeated again
and again, coming faintly from the
distance, but unmistakably a frantic
appeal for help; and now the youth
could discern, far shoreward, a dark,
mov'ng object on the surface of the
sea. Toward this he promptly steered.
It proved to be n man, standing
erect upon a submerged reef, wildly
waving his anus and bawling for help.
Drawing nearer,Sancho recognized in
that white-faced, wild-eyed man the
American uatuiaHst who had arrived
on the last steamer from Manila Tbe
naturalist's headquarters were at the
village tribunal, and he spent his time
in wandering about the neighboring
roefs iu search of rare shells. Now
the scientist, up to his shoulders in
water, presented a sorry spectacle.
"Save me! save me!" he yelled.
"I'm caught by a big taclobo! Hurry,
or you'll be too late!"
His Spanish was faulty, but Sancho
caught the word taclobo. He needed
no further explanation.
The giant clam lies at the bottom
of pools, often shallow, with its hugi
valves agape to admit food and air,
aud woe to the man who unwittingly
places haAd or foot within the gap.foi
the shell shuts instantly like a stee 1
trap. Many a Malay fisherman, caught
in that clutch,has perished wretchedly
in the rising tide.
For more than two hours had the
naturalist stood there, alternately
shouting and praying as he watched
the water steadily mounting higher
and higher, but uow he saw in brown
skinned Sancho a possible preserver,
and despair gave way to hope.
"Courage, senor! I will save you!"
tho boy cheerily called, as he lowereo
the mast, aud paddled his boat cau
tiously inshore until the buoyant out
rigger was within the American'e
grasp. Overboard went the auchor—
a curious combination of wood, stone
aud twisted rattan - and then Sancho
snatched up a heavy, keen-edged
knife.
"Hurry, my lad!" cried the natural
ist, for the water was now quite up tc
his neck. "If there is no other way
to save me, chop off my foot."
Sancho smiled reassuringly; he
knew from experience just what to do.
Then he dived and held himself at the
bottom by clutchiug a spur of coral
with one hand. With the keen blade
in the other hand he vigorously
slashed and sawed at the bysstis, or
cable,by which thegiaut clam cements
itself to the rocks.
It was difficult work, and lack of air
soon forced Sancho to the surface,but
iu a few seconds he was down again,
hacking desperately at the tough cord.
A wavo broke over the naturalist's
liead,as he clung to the outrigger with
both hands, and then the bvssus
yielded.
Up came Sancho with, "Now, senor,
climb for your life!" and like a flash
the boy dived under the canoe, bob
biug up ou the opposite side, aud
clinging to the edge of the craft tc
counterbalance tho weight of tho
naturalist, who now began a desperate
effort to drag himself iuto the boat.
The giant clam still clung obstinate
ly to the American's rubber boot, but
he had to lift only the creature's dead
weight, and this iu water a heavy
load, however, to a man chilled aud
exhausted from long exposure; but
inch by inch the American dragged
his weary length along one of the
beams connecting boat and outrigger,
with au immense mollufek clinging to
his left foot.
Finally, more dead than alive, ho
got his arms and shoulders over into
the dugout.
Theu Sancho, no longer fearing a
capsize, dived again, and a
vigorous assault ou the hinge of the
monster shell. Soon the grip of the
great clam r laxed.aud the American's
foot was free.
"Save the clam—l want it!" he
gasped, feebly; and then,after pulling
his whole body aboard, he fell back
in a dead faint upon a malodorous
hea]) of fish, where ho lay quite undis
turbed, for Sancho was now fully oc
cupied iu saving his cauoe. It was
rapidly dragging anchor, and drifting
dangerously close to tho rock-bound
coast.
Before long the dexterous youth
had worked clear of the perilous reef,
and was once more speeding for port,
but it was not until the twinkling
lights of the village showed close at
hand that the naturalist recovered
consciousness.
"Boy," said he, solemuly, "yon
have saved my life, What can 1 do
for you?"
Saucho's answer came promptly.
"O senor, save my poor father! That
is all I ask," aud bursting iuto tears
he sobbed out the story of the family
misfortune.
"Your father shall be free,my boy,"
the naturalist declared. "Fear not,
tomorrow will witness his release."
Aud so it came to pass, for the
American was quite able to pay the
sum for which the Filipino was held
in prison. His gratitude did not stop
with the release of Saucho's father.
He did not tell me the rest when lm
related the history of the gigantic pair
of taclobo shells that form a part
of his matchless collection. A man's
wife is, however,privileged to speak of
his good deeds. Sancho, fisher-boy,
was sent to school through his bene
factor's generosity.
I'.nttle Tunes.
One of the pluckiest of war corres
pondents is James Creelmau, who was
wounded at El Caney iu the last
charge. He gives a curious account
in the Cosmopolitan Magazine of how
certain tunes haunted him in each
battle. He says:
"In every battle that I go through
I somehow get a melody in my head,
and hum it to the end of the action.
1 suppose it is the ro-ult of nervous
excitement. All through the battle
and massacre of Port Arthur, in the
Japanese war, I hummed an air fioin
Mendelssohn's 'Springtime,' and din
ing the shell-fire I found myself actu
ally shrieking it.
"When I started iu the charge or
Fort Caney I began to hum 'Rock oi
Ages,' and I couldn't get rid of tin
tune, even when I wa-t lying anionp
the dying of Chaffee's brigade iu th<
hospital Camp. I remember that whet
General Chaffee bent over me, after 5
ha<l been shot, and asked me how 1
was, I couldn't answer until I hac
finished, iu my mind, one phraou o
'Rock of Agea.' "
FOR WOMAN'S BENEFIT.:;
Detachable Coat Revere
The woman who possesses a tailor
macle gowu can now enjoy all the
pleasure that comes from variety iu
embellishment, by means of the de
tachable coat facing, which is adapt
able to all kinds of material. Jaunty
blue serge reefers are made up with as
many as three sets of facings—one of
white pique, one of dotted figured
pique and one of brown linen. These
are made to flare over the coats and
to fasten by invisible buttons to the
lining.
Women's Hands Are Getting Larger.
Women's bands are growing larger.
Golfing, basketball, driving, rowing
and all the list of fashionable sports
have done their work in spreading the
hand, to say nothing of roughening
and reddening it. Dealers say that
they import far more gloves of a larg
er size for women than formerly, and
that they have to get rid of their
small gloves at bargain sales. The
fashion of going without gloves except
in winter has made a perceptible in
road upon the trade. Iu the country
and at the seashore gloves are es
chewed almost completely, and even
in town one frequently sees fashion
able women with ungloved hands. An
a#'t:st says that not only the complex
ion and texture of the skin have
changed with the development of ath
letics and outdoor life, but that wom
en's hands are losing their shapeliness
for the same reasous. New York
Press.
Two Veils the Vogue.
In her fashion article "Gossip of a
New York Girl," Edith Lawrence
writes, iu the Ladies' Home Journal,
that "English women wear a sjjotted
veil and an outside chiffon veil, which
a'o fastened together at the t >p and
are put on the hat with a rosette in
front, and one at the 1 ack also where
they join. The rosettes are sewed on
the veils. The under veil is worn
closer over the face than the outer
one, which hangs quite loose behind.
Asm 11 ro-ette fastens the under veil
at the back of the head. Another
charming idea in the way of veils (also
from England) I am trying and am
weaving the veil out on the piazza on
wiudy days with great effect. It is
simply a piece of chiffon or tulle, of
any oolor you choose—mine is white
—gathered over the face and caught
on the top of the bead. Here comes
the pretty part. The ends of the strip
of chiffon are spangled and beaded,
and a bow and ends made of them,
which you pin l ight on the top of the
head, a little to one side, with a jew
eled hatpin of some kind which keeps
it in place and acts as an ornament."
A Clover Woman Architect.
The Woman's Building at the State
fair in Springfield was designed by a
Chicago woman, Mrs. Frank R. Fuller,
formerly Miss Laura Hayes. The
structure cost 80000, and its construc
tion was in charge of a committee of
three, appointed by Governor Tanner.
The committee is composed of Mi s.
Richard J. Oglesby of Elkhart; Mis.
Joseph W. Fifer of Blooniington, and
Mrs. X. B. Wiggins of Springfield.
The committee, wishing to secure plans
drawn by a woman, and knowing
Mrs. Fuller had hail experience with
exposition work which would make her
ideas valuable with regard to the prac
tical details of the interior, elected her
to do the work.
Mrs. Fuller, the architect,is a young
and attractive woman. She was born
in Chicago and is a daughter of the
late S. S. Hayes. Mrs. Fuller re
ceived her first experience as an archi
tect a short time before the World's
fair, when she was awarded the third
prize in a competition for the design
for the Womau's building for the Col
umbian exposition. She was for a time,
prior to her marriage to Frank R.
Fuller, private secretary to Mrs. Pot
ter Palmer.—Chicago Times-Herald.
A Weriiling Present Worth Waving.
A unique present for a bride is a
chest of linen. The gift comes from
the bridesmaids, and each bit of em
broidery is supposed to bo the work
of the fair maids who accompany the
bride to the altar. The chest is of
tine polished oak, fitted with com
partment trays. The store of linen
includes four sheets and pillow cases
of fiuo linen, hemstitched, and with
the bride's initials iu small letters on
oue side, below the hem; a very beau
tiful tablecloth and a dozen serviettes,
also a number of fancy tray cloths aud
doyleys are part of tlie"linen shower."
Each article bears the monogram of
the bride, and sprigs of lavender are
laid between the folds, tissue paper
being used to fold up each piece, which
is then tied with white ribbons. The
cards of the givers are tied together
with a bow of white ribbou, to which
is attached a spray of orange blos
soms.
A fortunate bride who received one
of these chests said she did not wish
to be ungrateful to those kindly per
sons who overwhelmed her with salt
ce:las, pickle forks and bon-bon
spoons, but she liked her linen chest
better than any other gift that she re
ceived. She said it was the only gift
ghe received that conveyed any house
wifely sentiment. It seemed to im
ply thai she was a woman rather than
a butterfly. The spindle-legged chairs,
framed water colors, gorgeous lamp
■hades and be.vildering sofa pillows
seemed gaudy aud showy, useless and
frivolous beside this chest of useful,
homely, exquisitely fine lineu. New
York Commercial Advertiser.
Huh its of Speech.
"Why do educated parents allow
their children to eontvact habits of un
sraai.naticnl speech that will have to be
conquered in after life?" asked k
spinster of a mother.
"Because they hate to worry the
poor little things about such matter?
whin they are young and should be
care free. It seems cruel to be all the
time correcting them and keeping
them on their good behavior. They j
will have to learn the rules of out j
dreadful language all too soon as it ;
is."
"Yes," said the spinster, "and in
addition to learning to speak properlj
they will have to unlearn the tricks of
speech in which they have been al
lowed to indulge all their little lives.
I know, "laughing, "that there is mucb
ridicule of 'old maids' children,' but
I believe that my theory in this case
is correct. It is a positive unkindnes!
to let your child double his negatives
and say 'ain't,' when several years
from now he will be harshly reprove'd
for such lapses. The child must learn
to talk anyway, aud is it not as easy
to teach him to say 'lt is I,' as 'lt's
me?' Aud is it not as simple for the
little tongue to lisp'l saw it,'as '1
seen it?' I love baby talk and should
not correct a child for his mispronun
ciation of hard words. As he grows
older he will himself see his mistakes
in that line and change them. But I
insist that it is a parent's duty to
make the difficult path to grammatical
speech as easy as possible by nevet
allowing the little ones to stray from
itin the beginning."—Harper's Bazar.
Care of the Hair.
If a woman wants to have beautiful
hair she should take care of the scalp.
Unless it is kept perfectly clean and
iu a healthy condition the hair will
not grow. In summer the head should
be washed often if it is at all inclined
to be oily.
'The hair in a healthy scalp grows at
le«Bt eight or ten inches a year. It
grows faster in summer than in win
ter, and it will stretch in wet weather,
aud shrink in dry weather, which ac
counts for artificially en r led hair com
ing out of curl iu the ra n or moist
air.
When using curling irons one should
supply the follicles with extra nour
ishment in the way of a brilliantine
to make up for what the heat ab
stracts.
The following recipe is non-greasy
and good: Lavender water, 1 oz.; gly
cerine, 1 or. ; clarified honey, 2 oz.;
rectified spirits, •! 07.
First mix the honey and glycerine
together, then add the lavender water
or eau-de-cologue and last of all the
spirits.
This second recipe is intended to
give a more or less glossy appearance to
the hair, as well as to strengthen it:
Castor oil, '1 drins.; rectified spirits,
5 oz.; altar of roses to perfuuie, tinc
ture of cochineal, 2 dims.
The best way to use this is to put a
few drops ou the palm of the hand and
rub it over the bristles of a hairbrush.
All greasy preparations tend to dark
en the hair. Constant brushing will
also do it. The white of an egg, so
ol'ten advised, will darken blonde, au
burn or chestnut hair. Borax, an
even teaspoon to a cup of warm water,
used once a mouth, is the best wash
for light hair. The day alter the ap*
X>lication rinse first in warm water,
then iu cold water, aud dry in the
sun, if possible. Borax will tinge the
hair yellow and should never be used
for gray hair. A few drops of iudigo
in the rinsing water gives gray hair
that clean silver appearance aud will
not injure the hair. -«Xew York Trib
une.
Novelties Seen in the Shops.
Quill-trimmed straw hats iu a broad
variety of shapes.
Broad assortments of sash ribbous
with or without fringed edges.
Broad-brimmed hats for small girls,
showing lace, ribbon and ostrich tips.
Many bar and other forms of pins
for the hair set with semi-precious
stones.
Fans of lace and chiffon having a
narrow frill of lace extending down
each fold.
Medium-sized hats composed of
tulle, ostrich, lace iu abundance aud
richly jeweled ornaments.
Directoire hats of biscuit colored
straw with small flowers arranged
under the brim and tulle strings.
White and yellow chip hats show
ing a profusion of full-blown roses
and malines iu white and light shades,
with aud without long maline strings
to tie beneath the chin.—Dry Goods
Economist.
Patience ami Practice.
A clever young physician here, who,
like so many of his brethren every
where, has had a weary time trying to
build up a practice, nevertheless meets
his hard fortune with smiling gnyety,
fays the San Francisco News Letter.
Like Warren Hastings, his motto is
"Xitor in adversum."
In company with a friond ho had oc
casion the other day togo into the
Hibernia bank, where, owing to tho
throng of customers, he could not get
his business transacted at once. After
considerable delay, his companion, a
nervous little man, complained irrit
ably of the incouveuieuce to which
they were subjected.
"Doesn't this put you out of pa
tience, Doc?" he asked.
"My dear sir," returned the medico
gayly, "to be out of patients is my
chronic condition. I haven't had one
for a week."
A Mother's Truffle OUeoverv.
Au old woman from Tasmania,
sauntering through the chamber of
horrors at Melbourne wax-works, re
cognized the figure of a hanged mur
derer (George Chamberlain) as that of
l:er long-lost sou. Up to then, the
poor old woman had been hoping thai
her offspring would turn up at any
time with au affectionate greeting and
a big beg of money for mother.—Syd
ney (Australia) Bulletin.
Ono War to Write Stories,
"I need to know a man," said a New
Orleans bokemian, "who mac e a liv
ing writing stories of travel for boys.
He bad never been out of Missouri in
his life, but be was famous for the
graphic fidelity of his description oi
foreign lands. His reference librarj
consisted ot exactly three works, an
encyclopedia, a set of United Statei
consular reports, covering four or five
years, and a copy of Wood's Natural
History. If the scene of the story
was to be laid, for instance, in Bor
ueo, he would begin by reading the
Borneo article in the encyclopedia
then he would turn to the consular re
ports and look up all the odd and in
teresting matter he could find touch
ing that particular island, and finally
he would get a description of its ani
mals from Wood's. He wrote at an
old table on which was glued a map
of the world, covered with a sheet ol
glass. This was constantly before his
eyes, so he couldn't go astray on geog
raphy, and as I said before, his de
scriptions were marvels of accuracy.
He would draw a better and far more
realistic pen picture of foreign coun
tries than travelers themselves. Peo
pie thought that he had been a great
globe trotter, and crazy as it sounds,
I believe he actually got to thinking
30 himself. The last time I saw him
he talked about Afghanistan in the
easy, off-hand vein of a personal ob
server. If I hadn't happened to know
that he had been living in St. Louis
all his life I would have sworn l:.e had
been there."—New Orleans Times
Democrat.
Ask Your Denier for Allen's Font Ease,
powder to shake into your shoos; rests
the feet. Cures Corns, Bunions, Swollen,
Sore, Hot, Callous, Aching, Sweating Feet
and Ingrowing Nails. Allen's Foot-Ease
tr.akes new ortlght shoes easy. At all drug
gists and shoes stores, 25 cts. .Sample mailed
FREE. Adr's Allen S. Olmsted, Leßov, N. Y
Russia adds 280,000 conscripts to hor arm*
every year.
Oeaatjr I* Blood Deep.
Clean blood means a clean skin. No
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stirring up the lazy liver and driving all im
purities from the body. Begin to-day to
banish pimples, boils, blotches, blackheads,
and that sickly bilious complexion by taking
Cascarets, —beauty for ten cents. All drug
gists, satisfaction guaranteed, 10c, 23c, 50c.
Lions and tigers are too weak in lung
power to run more thuu half a mile.
To Cure Constipation Forever.
Take Cascarets Candy Cathartic. 10c or 25c.
If C. C. C. tail to cure, druggists refund mo;iey.
Asphalt is being superseded iu Paris an J
London by wooden pavements.
Rev. H. P. Carson, Scotland. Dak., sa.-s:
"T wo bottles of Hall's Catarrh Cure complete
ly cured my little girl." Sold by Druggists, Tic.
Three thousand marriages are performer
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Guaranteed tobacco habit cure, makes weak
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The Monadnock block, Chicago, is said
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Mrs. Wlnslow'sSoothlng Syrup tot-children
teething, sol tens the gums, reduces lntlamma-
Lion, allays i>ain, cures wind colic, -'.> c.a bottle.
In the rock of Gibraltar there are seventj
! miles of tunnels.
Piso's Cure for Consumption has saved m»
: many a doctor's bill. S. R. HAHDY, Hopkins
Place. Baltimore, Md., Dec. 2, ISIW.
British India now has 140 colleges atu 1
17,000 students.
Educate Tour Bowels VTlth Cascareti.
Candy Cathartic, cure constipation forever.
10c, 35c. It C. C. C. fail, druggists refund money.
For more than live years there has been t
scarcity of rain in Arabia.
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N Are your nerves weak? ►
y Can't you sleep well? Pain 4
4 in your back? Lack energy?
Appetite poor? Digestion L 1
bad? Boils er pimples?
i These are sure signs of
! < poisoning. 4
4 From what poisons? ►
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4 ways found in constipated *
► > bowels. L*
If the contents of the
% bowels are not removed from y
K the body each day, as nature 4
4 intended, these poisonous ►
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4 absorbed into the blood, al- ►
►. ways causing suffering and 1
frequently causing severe
*4 disease. .
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[PILLS]
j They daily insure an easy
I L and natural movement of
4 the bowels.
| ► You will find thatthe use ef 4
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arsapariiia :•
with the pills will hasten
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4 blood from all impurities andy
► is a great tonic to the nerves. 4
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. Our Medical Depertment h«» ene .
■ et the moit eminent phyiioiani la r .
► the United Statee. Tell the dorter *
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