Fns Negotiable jj | Hunt < C ByOtboß. Senga ) S Copyright, 1004, by Otho B. ijenga ) Alec Bruce turned around slowly on the piano stool and faced the Ave girls. "Probably you girls are not aware of it, but our friend Jack has been adopted"— Jack Ilawarden's honest face cloud ed. "Don't, Alec!" he protested. "Jack," said Alec solemnly, "we are bidden not to hide our light tinder a bushel. You're trying to hide yours In a pill box, and 1 shall tell the girls the whole story." "I came to see Mrs. Gray," said Jack, rising. "I will find her upstairs, I think." As he passed Bruce he whispered fiercely, "For heaven's sake. Alec, keep that thing to yourself!" Alec smiled and nodded, but as soon as Jack had disappeared he continued seriously. "It's a thing you ought to know, girls, and I'm determined you •hall. Jack is too modest—an unusual trait in an Englishman," he added thoughtfully. "Forget that you're Scotch and let's have the story I" cried the girl who wrote stories. "Sure. I'll begin right in the middle so as to reach the denouement sooner. Our Jack is in love"— Laughing exclamations of incredull ty from the listening girls. "He Is—honest. 'His soul Is tuned to sweet accord with peerless strains of "Never mind his soul," interrupted Kathleen again. "Tell us the story." "This isn't a wild Irish story, Miss Clyde," he returned, with an air of Impatience. "This is the story of a •low moving and a particularly slow •peaking Englishman. He hasn't told his love, because the young lady Is earning a fine salary and Is seemingly happy in her work, and his positiou was far from satisfactory. Hut the first of the year he was promoted, with a generous increase. He was screwing up his courage" (here Alec paused and made a strenuous imita tion of a person using a screwdriver) "when he received a message from the immigration authorities that changed all his plans." The wily story teller stopped as if the narration were complete. "Do goon!" cried some one Impa tiently. "That surely lsu't the end?" "What could the Immigration au thorities want of Mr. Hawarden?" ex claimed another. After much urging Alec continued: "When Jack went to the immigration office he found a clean, decent looking old Englishwoman, who fell upon his Deck and called him her dear nephew and announced to the officers that lie was the living Image of her dear dead brother, Jock. Now, Jack hasn't a liv ing relative and never had an aunt, and he tried to explain this to the old lady and to the officers. But she would have none of it, and the officers told him very gruffly that if be didn't in tend to support his aunt to say so at once, for In that case the woman would have to be deported. She broke down at this and cried in the most pitiful way, and -well, it ended In Jack'B tak ing her away with him. He lias a room for her in the house where he's boarding and is doing his best to make her comfortable. He spends most of his evenings with her, and the old creature is as happy as can be." "Jack's a brick!" exclaimed Kath leen excitedly. "It is certainly very noble of him," •aid the editor warmly. "Can't he find the real nephew?" ask ed the artist. "No. He has visited every Hawarden In the city, and none has any knowl edge of the old lady. He has found the record of the death of a John Ha warden who came from England twen ty years ago and who died shortly after his arrival." "That was undoubtedly the real nephew," said the girl with the violin. •"An old person does not realize the change there would be In a young man. She would expect her nephew to look as he did when he left Eng land, and almost any big blond young Englishman would correspond to the picture she has carried in her memory all these years." "What does Jack intend to do?" ask ed Miss Falrlie. '"Take care of lier as long as she llvea It can't be so very long, poor •oul, and she hasn't a cent. Jack says Providence has sent him an aunt and he shall do his duty by her. She ad mitted a day or two ago that perhaps •he might not be his real aunt, but she was his 'negotiable b'aunt.' Of course the poor old lady hasn't the slightest idea of the meaning of 'negotiable,' but under the circumstances—the way she has transferred herself to Jack -you'll admit it's funny. He's upstairs now asking Mrs. Gray togo to see the old lady." He turned abruptly to the music teacher, who had remained silent. "What do you thhik of Jack's quixot ism, Miss Stuart?" "I—l think Mr. Hawarden Is doing right," sh£ said softly, "only he ought"— She stopped, with flushed cheek and shining eyes, for Jack Ha warden stood In the doorway. "Alec," he cried reproachfully, turn ing to his friend, "you've told!" "Jack," returned Bruce, spreading out his hands tragically, "1 have—all •except about the pill box—and that I'm joing to tell now." "Alec," protested Jack desperately, ■"you're really going too far—you've no right"— "That's where your ideas of right •lifer from mine," said Alec coolly. "I have my instructions from the 'ne gotiable b'aunt' herself, and I intend to carry them out. You see," he con tinued, turning to the Interested little group, "I've called frequently on the old lady, and she has taken a great fancy to me as the friend of her dear Jack. Last night she gave me this little box and asked me to give it to the young lady of Jack's choice, with the request that she make use of it In furnishing a home." He took from his vest pocket a tiny flat box of tin, hardly more than an Inch square, and held It out on the palm of his hand. It was sealed by having a thin strip of paper pasted over the Joining of the box and its cover. "I suppose It never occurred to the old lady that a great, big, hulking leather head," lingering lovingly over the words, "like Jack had not dared to tell the young lady"— No one spoke. Hawarden sat In hor rified silence. Finally Kathleen Clyde broke out earnestly, "It's a will, of course, leaving Mr. Hawarden a fine estate in England, and"— Hawarden pulled himself together and came to Bruce's side, trying to jim lie. "There's no one to leave me an es tate, Miss Clyde. I really haven't a relative in the world, and my parents were poor people. 1 think the old lady Is not in her right mind. I fancy that what Alec calls a box Is really a sort of tin locket and probably con tains a portrait of her lost nephew." He paused as If to gather courage togo on, and his face paled. "I'm sorry, you know,"he said slow ly, "that Alec has told the story, but there is only one truthful way for me to finish It." He took the box from Bruce's hand and passed it to Miss Stuart, saying only, "Will you open the box?" Her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and, with trembling hands, she tried to break the seal. Peace Gray handed her a palette knife, and as the cover flew off they all crowded around. "It's nothing but a postage stamp!" cried Kathleen Indignantly. "The hor rid old woman! I'd like to throw it into the flre!" Miss Stuart dropped the box and ran from the room, and if any one no ticed that Hawarden followed her no one was silly enough to speak of it. "Give me that stamp, Kathleen, quick!" commanded Miss Fnirlie. "The old lady's mind Is all right," she add ed after a careful examination, "and so Is her gift. This Is a four cent blue Mauritius of the Issue of 1847 and is worth at least $7,000. The 'negotiable aunt' has made Jack an easily negoti ated gift." Hawarden heard the Joyous excla mations that followed Miss Falrlle's announcement and came In, holding Miss Stuart, blushing and embarrass ed, by the hand. "Are you sure. Miss Falrlie?" he asked anxiously. "l'erfectly sure," she answered, with the confidence born of knowledge. "One was sold a few weeks ago in London for $7,250." "Er—l thought"— he stammered. "It Is only right that our friends here should be the first to know that Edith and I are engaged." "Two souls with but a single stamp," quoth Alec, with mock solem nity, but the unfeeling remark was lost in a shower of good wishes and congratulations. Wilkie'* Starting Point, A story which shows the great effect which an apparently trifling thing will sometimes have upon a person's after life is told lu connection with Wllkle, the painter. One day, when Sir John Sinclair was dining in company with Mr. Wilkie, the artist was asked if any particular circumstances had led him to adopt his profession. "Had your father, mother oc any of your relations a turn for painting?" Inquired Sir John. "What led you to follow that art?" "The truth Is, Sir John." replied Mr. Wilkie, "you made me n painter." "II" exclaimed the baronet. "Why, I never had the pleasure of meeting you before." "No," responded the pahiter, with a smile, "but when you were drawing up the statistical account of Scotland my father, who was a clergyman lu Fife, had a good deal of correspondence with you concerning Ills parish, and in the course of it you sent him a colored drawing of a soldier in the uniform of your Highland Fenclble regiment. "I was so delighted with this picture that I was constantly drawing and trying to color copies of It, and It was in this way, to the (test of my belief, that my transformation Into a painter was gradually effected." !lo Snle Recorded. The sad faced young man knocked timidly at the door of the suburban house, and presently it was opened bv a woman with a stony eye. "I—l beg your pardon," said the sad faced young man in confusion. "I see I have made a slight mistake. As a matter of fact, I have here a most re markable work on 'How to Become Beautiful and Hemain So.' Its price Is 50 cents, and—but I can see, madam, that such a work would be useless to you; you have the secret already. Per haps, however, there may be another of your sex in this house to whom the priceless book would be of value?" "Yes," said she of the stony eye. "there is." And she disappeared. In a few moments she returned, and with ber came a fifty pound bulldog. The sad eyed young man slid down those steps like a thunderbolt in strict training, and as he flew he heard the voice of the stony faced woman: "This is the only one in this house your book's any good to. Next time you come talk to her, and don't try any of your flattery on me." Uwrt" ■»«! ttae> Law. 1 expeck it 'd be only a poor lawyer couldn't argue a tack Into a cow—'u' out of her again, too, f'r that matter 'n' Mr. Weskln ain't no poor lawyer. He's fine '■ they make. Of course a good deal of the time no one knows what he means, but that ain't nothln' ag'ln him, fr I think with a lawyer you generally don't. It's a part of their business not to let no one know what they mean, fr 'f law was simple no one'd ever get fooled. It takes another lawyer to see what a lawyer Is doln', anyhow. When a lawyer says anything Is so to me 1 never take no time to disbelieve him, 'cause he'd never got to be In the iaw a tall If he wau't able to prove the truth of his own lyln'.—'"Susan Clegg and Her Friend, Mrs. Lathrop." by Anne Warner !«o« Very Crixy. A nobleman agalust whom Insanity was Imputed by his relatives was ask ed during examination by Lough borough, "How many legs has a sheep?" "Does your lordship mean a live or a dead sheep?" asked the nobleman. "Is it not the same thing?" said the chancellor. "No, my lord, there Is much differ | ence. A live sheep has four legs, a dead sheep but two. The others are ' shoulders A Town Fop Men Only. On the borders between China and Russia, in Asia, almost due south of Luke Baikal, is a good sized town known as Malmatehln, which Is ex cluslvely inhabited by men. The place has a considerable trade and is also a military post. An old law forbids wo men to live in this territory, and they cannot pass the great wall of Kalkau j nor enter Mongolia at all. Her Rest. "So Mrs Gadderly took the reet cure?" "Yes." "Did It cure her?" "No, it didn't do her a bit of good She's Just as anxious to rest as she al ways was." Omaha News A Danger. "I see they are talking of making clothes now out of some sort of wood." "Gee whiz! Then I guess we'll find woodpeckers and squirrels In our clothes hereafter Instead of moths."— Exchange > from a * < > , S b p a r h <; v Copyright, 1904, by Belle Miniates / Ou a hazy, warm breezed Indian summer day a huntsman through (lie thickly grown brush that bordered the country road. Once or twice he stopped and looked about In apprecia tion of the day and the beauty of the country. Then he lighted a cigar, toss ing the match aside before It was ex tinguished. By the time he had van ished from view the half spent match had accomplished a rivulet of lire that ran merrily through the brush which skirted the woods. Mabel Wallace, coining down the old sawmill road, saw the crackling tire and hastened her pace. She noted the quickening breeze blowing toward the woods and the stretch of dry, parched grass and brush that Intervened. She knew that if the Haines were not extin guished at once the whole piece of woods would go. She caught up a stout stick as she ran, and when she reached the farther end of the running lire she began a vigorous beating. "Say, teacher, I'll help you," squeaked a piping voice, which she recognized as belonging to the boy in the First Head er class, next to the foot. "Johnny, run down to the first white house beyond the woods und tell them to send help. They have a telephone. Ask them to notify ull the neighbors," she directed between beats. Johnny was reluctant to leave a bon fire of such proportions as this was as suming, but he detected the "teacher" in her tones and concluded to obey. "That's the stuff:" she next heard and looked up to meet the approval of the farmer at whose house she boarded. He procured a stick and made an ef fective onslaught upon the flames. Presently they were re-enforced by a passerby, and after a time the flre was extinguished. "You best go home and rest a spell," counseled her landlord. "You look all Let up und tuckered out." "It was pretty warm work," she ac knowledged, arranging her hair, which the breeze and her exertions had tum bled about her face. "Well, 1 tell you what, you Just saved them woods, ail right. The own er ought to make you a nice present." Mabel laughed. "Who is the owner?" she asked care lessly. "His name Is Max Thornton, lie's a young city swell, I heard say." She had inserted the last hairpin and now started for home with burned face and blistered hands. Meanwhile .Johnny, returning from the white h .use, heard a shot ring out In the woods. "I'll git him to come and help teach er," he th night as he scurried through the cool woods after the man behind the gun. "Say, the woods Is pretty near on fire. It's nios' crep' up on 'em!" The man laughed good naturedly. "Do you think I am In any danger?" "The wo tils Is! Teacher sent me for help. She is beating It out with a slick." "All right! Come along." And the man nrade for the road in long strides, the boy keeping pace by a quick trot, explaining with many elaborations the particulars of the fire. "My! Teacher was Jest more than layln' onto It with a stick. I never s'posed she could hit out like that!" "Hasn't she laid It onto you yet?" laughed the hunter. "Naw. She ain't teched one ou us yit. I bet tie boys would behave If they'd seen her beat that lire." The hunter was occupied for a mo ment with conjuring the image of "teacher hlttln' the lire." "Say, young man, has your teacher got red hair, and does she wear glasses?" "Yes. How did yer know?" he ask ed curiously. "I just felt It." When the hunter came up to the men, he said to the farmer. "I came to help put out n fire, but I see you have done good work." gazing at the blackened ground. "We only got here to the tall end of It," explained the farmer. "The school teacher got here first, and she fit It like a tiger. Guess some of you hunters set It on flre." The hunter laughed and walked on. remembering the match, but he felt no compunctions. "A man has the right to set (ire to his own if lie wants to,"he thought. "Suppose It would be only decent in me togo and thank the schoolnm'am. Wonder how 1 run make her a substantial token of grati tude without offense?" "Here, boy!"' be turned and called to Johnny, who lingered near the ruins. "Do yon want to earn a quarter?" "You bet yer boots!" "Then take me to your teacher. If It's not too far." "It's Jest down the next road a ways, and mebby she's stopped In at the school*us down the lane." "On a Saturday?" he asked skep tically. "Yes. She writes her letters there?" They relapsed Into silence, Johnny making plans for the Investment of his quarter and the man absorbed In thoughts of a bitter, cynical trend. A few months before he had been the happy, accepted lover of n beautiful girl who was of in old, aristocratic family In moderate circumstances. Some pessimistic relatives of his had Intimated that tils wealth and n.>t him self was the object of her adoration. The little hliaft, though resented, ran kled and lingered and grew until In a moment of desperation ami 111 Judg ment he sent her a letter saying that Ids fortune had been swept away In the late panic and offering to release her from the engagement. He waited in suspense for her reply, which came promptly. She coldly and briefly agreed that the engagement should be broken, owing to change of circumstances. Wounded through and through, he went abroad, aimlessly wandering from one place to another, hating all women for what one had wrought. lie was wondering now as he walk ed along the dusty highway what had become of her. Had she landed an other millionaire? What a useless, helpless wife she would make for a poor man! Then he thought of the struggling, sordid existence of this sehoolma'nm. In his mind's eye he pictured her lank, gawky and specta cled, beating the (lames. "Even at thai," he thought, "she Is more to be loved than a woman who feared poverty. Faith, I believe 111 marry the schoolma'ani and settle down to a country life If she'll have me." A turn into a lane brought them to the liitlc schoolhouse, and Johnny looked in through the open door. "She's in there." he said. "All right. Vou needn't come. Much obliged." When he entered the scliooi. room, which was darkened, he dimly discerned a form at a desk on tlie plat form. Her head was resting wearily on the big dictionary. "I beg your pardon. I came to thank j you for saving my property." He had come nearer now. She lifted . her head, and he saw her. "Mabel!" he jtasped. "I didn't know," she said coldly, "that it was your property I was sav ltiK until afterward, but of course it made no difference." "Mabel! You, a schoolteacher, here - why?" "Because," she answered bitterly, "in that panic in which you pretended to have lost your fortune my father lost j every cent he had." "I wish you'd tell me all about it,"he said remorsefully. "There's not much to tell. Just as i father had broken the news of our loss i to me your letter came. I showed it to j him. He said it was not true, so I thought It a ruse—that you had heard j of our reverses and did not want to j wed a pauper." He groaned and attempted to speak, but she hastily continued: "Father went west to look after some claim he thought he had out there, and I came here to teach. That is all." "No; not all. Listen," he cried. He told her of the remarks, his test, his departure and Ignorance of her loss. "Forgive me, Mabel, and take me back." "No," she «ald proudly. "You didn't believe in my love. You had to put it to a paltry test " He was thinking hard for the right thing to say. "Then let me woo you again, not as the Mabel Wallace I knew In New York, but as the country schoolteacher to whom I came just now with a heart full of admiration for her kind heart and stout arm. Mabel, look up! You've been crying!" "No. It was the smoke from the flre," she said confusedly; "and my hands— see!" She held out for his inspection two reddened palms. He seized them and pressed them to his Hps and then—well, then. Johnny came running In. "Oh, g'wan," he said to Thornton. "You know'd her all the time and pre tended you jest guessed at her bavin' red hair and specs." Thornton laughed happily as he looked at the soft, squirrel colored hair and the eyeglasses. "Well, I meant differ ent red and specs, but I do know her." "Be you her beau?" "Yes, I am her beau, and you'll have a new teacher. Here, tako this for tell ing me of the flre." And he gave the delighted boy a silver dollar. On the threshold Johnny paused. "Say, teacher, I cum to tell you thar wa'n't no one to hum at the white house!" So Oitnee For Him. "Now that we are engaged." said the fair young thing, "I will tell you that I do not fear mice." "That Is nice," said tlie prospective groom. "And," continued the fiancee, "I can drive nails without hitting my thumb, and I know how to use a paper cutter without rulnin« a book, and I can add a row of flirures without making a separate sum for each consecutive fig ure, and I can bulkl a flre, and I can tell when a picture is hung straight on the wall." Here the man drew himself up with much dignity and sorrow and cried: "Then I cannot marry you, alas!" "Why?" gasped the girl. "What prospect Is there of my ever being able to demonstrate the superl orlty of man over woman If I marry a woman who possesses such traits of character as you?" The Two Clinneea. A medical man, I)r. Blunt, has a habit of saying exactly what bethinks and In a manner all hi» own. "You talk too much, woman!" he once remarked to the wife of a patient. "Give the man a chance!" "What! Me tfjk?" shrieked the lady. "Why, I'm as qulot as a mouse all the day long. You can ask any of the neighbors, an' they'll every one teil yon what a"— "Matters have reached this point, madam," Interrupted the doctor; "your husband has two chances!" "Two chances, you say, an' - "He may die"— "Of course he may die, as I was say- In* to Mrs."— "And you may, madam—that's his real chance!" blurted the doctor as he passed out and banged the door after him.—London Mall. LAWS ON EATING. Me*la at One Time Were Regulated by Statate In England. On Nov. 'i, 133f1. a law came Into force In England for the regulation of meals and continued to have a place on the statute book until 1537. It was de signed to check the evils resulting from an eicesslve use of costly meats and enacted that no one fhould partake at any place or time (except on specified festivals and h the light refreshment . halfway between lunch and dluuer as 1 If It were aire idy a fashionable Jn .lita tion. "Harue; Newcouie comes every j lay from the city, drops in and dr!n' tea Ht o o'clock."—London Globe AN ODD CHARACTER. The ttueer Freaks of itn lOiijfllnh I'oet and ( lerKymun. Robert Steven Hawker, poet and vicar of Norwenstow, England, was an eccentric person, in his younger days he used to daub the village physician's horse with stripes of paint until the animal looked like a zebra and then summon the physician hastily to an urgent case miles away In the country. Two elderly women whom he disliked he Is said to have driven out of the town by sending all the undertakers in Plymouth to measure theui for their coffins. His marriage, too, was out of the or dinary. It happened whllo ho was at Oxford. His father told him that he could not aiTord to keep him there any longer. I' vker at once set out to the home of godmother. Miss Charlotte l'Ans. tv> v one years his senior and 1 lie | • [• of an annuity of SI,OOO. lie is ■ ; > have"run from Stratton to Bude. ;ng hot and blown," and proposed l > her. She accepted him. He returned to Oxford a married man and won a fellowship. The marriage was a happy one. When h wife died Hawker wore at her fnnt ;al a pink hat without a brim. But tiii' v.",!s in no disrespect to her memory, it so happened that It was his usual hc. ugear at that time. INDIA INK, The Way the Kind I »ed In China imtl Japan I a Made. India ink n. i. b used in China and Japan for writing with small brushes on soft paper and made extensively in China since 2."a» 1!. consists of a mixture of carbon and gum, with the addition of a little musk or Borneo camphor to give it the characteristic odor. The preparation of tiiis simple ink Is by no means easy, for if the ma terials are not of the best quality and if tlie carbon is not as finely divide! as possible an inferior Ink will be tlie result. After the carbon and gum have been mixed the pr > net has to be slow ly ami carefully dried. The high polish is said to ln> produced with tree wax. Europeans have produced ink equal tf not superior to the :.uine Chinese article. Ihe reason why ihe manufac ture has remained chieily in eastern hands is an inten : ug one. The busi ness instinct of the European maker prompts him to seize nny opportunity of substituting cheaper raw materials and so lowering the quality of his ink, while the tendency of the Chinaman Is to work on in the same groove, and in this case his hidebound conservatism is profitable.—London Mall. Mnxnrt Ilellew. The small and old fashioned Mozart house Is in the middle of Salzburg. It is with a feeling of respect, a visitor to the spot says, that one climbs the three flights of stairs and enters the room where Mozart was born. All the an cient pictures, the two old pianos and many relics belonging to the composer take one back a hundred years. Tlie only jarring note In tills harmonious association of memories is that Mo zart's skull Is in a plass case in the center of the room, all that remains of him, since no one could ever distin guish Ills body In the mass of remains in the common paupers' wherein he was burled In Vienna. London Globe. Pupa's Franknni. "What would you think if your daughter were lo elope?" "I'd think." replied the discouraged old man, "that somebody had been strlngln' the fellow concernin' the amount of money I'm worth."—Ex change. I ii« II 1 THE nEOPLEIS I KOPULAR I APER. I Everybody Reads ft. i Published 13very Morning Rxcept I Sunday m \ 1 No. ii H. Mahon ngSt. Subscription 6 ccr. i\.r Week, HABITS OF THE ANT. The Sleeping, tlie Waking *""4 Toilet Before Work. I>uring sl<>ep tlie ant's body la quite ! BtJII. Occasionally may be noted a reg ular lifting up "nd setting down of the fore feet, one leg after another, with almost rhythmic motion. The antennae also have a gentle, quivering, appar ently Involuntary movement, almost like breathing. The soundness of slum ber was frequently proved by applying the feather end of a quill. The feather tip is lightly drawn along the back, stroking "with tlie fur." There is no I motion. Again and again this action la repeated, the stroke being made grad ually heavier. Still there Is no change. The strokes are directed upon the bead, with the same result. Then the feath er is applied to the neck with a waving j motion Intended to tickle It. The ant j remains motionless. Finally the sleep ; er is aroused by a sharp touch of the ! quill. She stretches out her head, then I her legs, which she shakes also; steps ! nearer to the light, yawns and begins i to comb her antennae and brush her head and mouth. Then she clambers | over her sleeping comrades, dives into ! an open gangway and soon has said "Good morning" to another tour of duty. He It well noted, however, that she has gone to work, as she and all her fellows always do, not only rested, | but with her person perfectly clean!— ; 11. C. McCook In Harper's Magazine. Married Men I.lvw LODI«T. Mortality among bachelors from the age of thirty to forty-flve is 27 per cent, 1 while among married men of the same age it is 18 per cent. For forty-one bachelors who attain the age of forty years there are seventy-eight marrlad men who attain the same age. The dif ference is still more striking In persona of advanced age. At sixty years of age there remain but twenty-two bach j elors for forty-eight married men, at seventy eleven bachelors for twenty seven married men and at eighty three j bachelors for nine married men. Sane Coauael. "You want a piece er edvlce fer y1 Northumoerl' *6 45 flu 00 tl 50 *6 25 'lameron 657 f2 01 f5 34 Danville .. 707 10 19 21. 542 Catawlssa, .. 721 10 82 228 558 Rupert 726 10 37 229 6 M Bloomsburs; 733 10 41 238 605 Kspy 788 10 4* 240 618 Lime Ridge 744 no 61 f2 4f K3O Willow Grove.. f7 48 f2 50 ..... Brlarcreek 7 62 f2.W f6 27 Berwick 757 11 05 258 6!54 Beech Haven 805 fll IS 803 641 Hicks Ferry 811 fll 17 309 647 Hhickshlnny 822 11 8) 120 1850 Hunlock's 888 . 331 f7 09 Nanticoke 838 11 44 338 714 Avondale 841 842 722 Plymouth 845 1153 847 721 Plymouth June 847 .... 853 .. Kingston ar 855 11 59 400 788 Wilkes-Barre ar 910 12 10 410 750 Wilkes Barre... lv 840 11 40 850 730 Kingston lv 855 11 59 400 738 Luzerne 858 al2 02 403 742 Forty Fort f9 0C .... 407 . Wyoming 905 1208 412 748 West Plttston 910 417 753 Susquehanna Ave..., 918 12 14 420 756 Plttston 919 12 17 424 801 Duryea 928 ..... 429 806 Lackawanna 92C 432 810 Taylor 932 440 817 Bellevue..... Scranton ar 942 12 85 450 825 A. M. P. M P.M Scranton.... lv 10 25 tl 55 .... 1110 A. M Buffalo er .... 755 .... 700 A. M. P. M P.M A M Scranton... lv 10-10 12.40 JBSS *2 05 P. M. P. M P.M A. M New York ar 330 500 735 650 •Dally, fDaily exoept Hnnday. Htops on signal or on notice to conductor r a Htops on signal to take on passenger* for New York, Blnghamton and points west T. K.CLARKE T. W. LEE Gen. Hupertntendent Gen. PENNSYLVANIA RAILROAD. TIME TABLE In Effect Nov. 29th, 1003. A M. A.M. P. il. j Scranton(l>iiH)lv § 6 8 59 47 112§4 28 Plttston " " 705fh15§ 210 5 (3| A. M P.M. P.M Wllkesbarre,.. lv A.M. §lO 35 I 245 \9 00 Plym'th Ferry " S 725f10 42 f252f0 07 Nanticoke " 732 10 50 301 817 Mocanaqua .... " 742 11 07 2 2fl 637 Wapwallopen.. " 801 j 11 16 331 847 Nescopeck ar 810 11 30 842 700 ...... A.M.| A.M. Fottsville lv 5 sfi ill 55 Hazleton 705 ...... 245 §2 4.V Tomhicken "I 722 305 3 ®>| Fern Glen " 724 315 Bld Rook G1en...,. "| 7 5 322 3 22...... N'escopeck ... ar 803 ..... Catawlssa...... 1 400 4 00| . . V VI A.M P.M. P M] Nescopeck lv 5 8 Jsll 26 1 3 42 57 00, Creasy " 88' 11 36 3 52: 70y |...... Espy Ferry... 1 f8 4; 11 46 f4 02 73" E. liloomsburf. " H47 11 50 400 "25 Catawlssa Iv 855 11 57 413 732 .South Danville " 9 14 12 15 4 31, 751 Sunbury ar 9 85j 12 40 4 55j 815 ■ IA. M. P. M. P. M P.M. Sunbury lv || 9 42 §l2 48 § 5 18 9 53 Lewisburg.... ar 10 13 145 548 Milton " lu 08 139 54410 14 Williamsport.. " 11 00| J 41 64010 00 Lock Haven... " 11 69 220 737 Kenovo 41 A.M. 800 8 SOi Kane " 8 25 P.M. P.M. Lock Haven..lv §l2 10 a3 45 Bellefonte ....ar 1 05; II 444 Tyrone " 210# 600 Phllipsburg " 510| 802 Clearfield.... " 554s 845 Pittsburg.... " 6So"" 40 I ivT P. M. P. M. P M Sunbury lv * 9 60 § 1 50 i 5 10 118 31 Harrlsburg.... ar i) 11 8" | 3 15 j 6 50|10 101 p. m. P. M. P. M. A M Philadelphia.. ar!§ 317|!a23 || 9 28,4 23 Baltimore "i§ 8 11 II 9 00 J 9 45 2 20 ..... Washington... "H 20 |, 7 16jlO 65; 3 80, IA. M. P. M. Sunbury lv §lO 00 § '2 15, | Lewiatown Jo. ar 1145! 4 O.V j Pittsburg •'[ 6 65 | {1045j I iA.M. P.M P. M. P M Harrlsburg.... lv 11 46 il 6 20' || 720 §llOs P.M. AM. A.M. AM I-lttsburg ar'S 6 55||| 160,11 150 5 301 P. M. P M A M A M Pittsburg lv 1 7 10 J 9 00 | 8 00 8 00 .... A.M A M P >• Harrlsburg.... ar !200i 425 Sll 25 >8 10 . P.M A M Pittsburg lv 8 10 I 8 00 .... A. M. P M Lewistown Jo. " ...... i 7 30 i 3 00 .... Sunbury ar ; 9 20 ? 4 60j.... P. M A M A M AM Washington... lv: in 40 II 7 5" |lO 50;.... Baltimore "Ijll 00 4 40| 840 11 45 .... Philadelphia... "1(11 401,, 4 2?. jj 8 30 (11 40i.... (A. M.j A M A. M. P M ~~ Harrlsburg.... lv J 3 3.">j | 7 55 jll 40 s 8 25 .... Sunbury ar . 5 ooj 0 1 OSj. * w .... P.M. A M|A M Pittsburg lv I jl2 45 | 8 00 j 8 0" Clearfield " 3HO 920 .... Philipsburg.. " 425 10 li Tyrone " 700 i 8 10 12 25 •••• Bellefonte.. " 816 932 125 .... Lock Haven ar 915 10 80 210 •••• P.M. A M A M PM Erie lv | S 85 !. Kane, " 845 600 •••• Uenovo " 11 60 § 6 40i 10 30 j 1 13 ••• Lock Haven.... " 12 38; 780 11 25u 250 —• A.M P M Williamsport.. " 244 j 8 25(512 40 8-0 Milton " 2ii 913 12.5 4 ..t, ••• Lewisburg ....." 905 1 15 4 - •••• Sunbury ar 3 891 9 45j 164 5 •••• .MJ A M P M P M ! Sunbury lv 6 45 i 95552 00 < 6 25: South 1 >anv 1 lie " 11 (10 17 221 5 001 - *** Catawlssa " 3'2 10 86 2 86, a 0«I -• - • E Bloomsburg.. ' 87 10 43 243 615 •••• Espy Ferry...." 42:f10 47; f8 19 Creasy " 52 10 6# 2ao 630 •••• N'escopeck " 02| 11 06, 805 e4O •••• j A M A MI P. M. 1 Catawlssa lv 10 38' Nescopeck lv 823 .. 6 5 05pai •••• Kock Glen ar 1 1122 i •••• Fern Glen " 851 ll2B| 5 K2, 7 0&' •••• Tomhicken 8 58, 11 88 538 728 —• Hazleton " 919 11 57 5 59i 7H4 •■*• Pottsvllle "1 10 15; 150 6 55. 74. (AM AMP M 8 ° Nescopeck lvß 02; til 06 I 8 05! 1 ••• Wapwallopen..ar 8 1W: 11 3 20| p 51,—• Mocanauua .... "j 831 11 82 830 a g4O •••• Nanticoke "j 8 04) 11 64 3 49; ft •••• ! P Mi 701—• Plym'th Ferry' 112 9 0»; 12 02 8 5T| 7 .... Wilksbarre ... 910 12 10 405 I A M P M P M f 7 7 ® Plttston(DAH) arJ v 29 I! 12 29 \ 4 66| .... Scranton " 10 08| 108 52 J .... Weekdays. I Daily. 112 Flag station. Pullman "Parlor and Sleeping Cars run o» through trains between Scrbury, Williamsport and Erie, between Sunbury an.l Philadelphia and Washington and between Harrlsburg. Pitts burn and the West. For further Information apply to Ticket Agent W. W. ATTERBUKY, J. R. WOOD General Manager, Pass. Traffic Mg GEO. M. 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