At the Oid Horse Sale By Sara \[ Beaumont Kennedy Cnpurioht, UW. t'j/ Sara liaiumnnt Kennedy ' "You must not go In lliero. It Is no place for you." There was more than protest In hIH voice. There was posi tive command, which, perhaps, was the reason why she walked directly under the auctioneer's red ling Into the ex press office, already thronged with fc£k>, curious buyers. "I never was at anything more & citing than a dry goods bargain sa>% This will !>e positively like Carlo." "Our uncle will disapprove"— "Of course he will. lie disapproves of most things I do since you took up the role of social mentor for the fam ily. That year abroad spoiled you, Adolphus. You have never been en durable since you took to patent up pers and a monocle. Now, Nick would have brought mo in hero without ft word of remonstrance and lent mo every penny out of hLs pocket if I needed it to bid with—lent me even his car fare and walked home uncom plainingly and carried my parcels." "If he had not liopi>ened to seo an old woman or a lame cat to help over the crossing, in which case, very likely, he would have laid the parcels down and quite forgotten to pick them up." "Perhaps, for Nick is a bit absent minded, but he is perfectly adorable when tt conies to giving n girl her own way." "My brother is happy In winning your good opinion. It is my misfor tune"— "No, it's your fault; you are so ' frightfully conventional. Dear me, what curious people!" "They are the drift from the street. ' None of our set ever"— "There, the auctioneer is beginning again. It will lw> perfectly delightful to buy something and not have the . least idea what it is—so weird and I mysterious J" "Nellie, surely you are not going to bid out loud In this crowd!" "I certainly um. There is no harm in it, and I am sick to death of the right angle rules l>y which you and uncle measure my life. Wonder what that 1 woman found In her parcels? There goes up a bandbox. I shall bid on that." "Nellie, don't!" he first commnndcd, then entreated vehemently, but she was as a deaf adder that stoppeth her ears. "Fifty cents," she called. In answer to the auctioneer's challenge, at the same time stepping upon an empty box by the wall, so that she was in plain view of the whole crowd. "Seventy-five cents!" screamed a feminine voice across the hall. "One dollar," flashed back Nellie, her color rising, her eyes shining, for her cousin's voice enme up to her in agi tated whispers. "One fifty," carne from her opponent. "Two dollars," cried Nellie, pushing Adolphus' hand from her sleeve. "Three dollars," shrieked the other ; woman, nervously counting the change j In her purse. No one else was bid ding, the entire crowd having centered its attention on the nervous woman and the "swell" girl, and there were cheers and counter cheers a? the bids rose dollar by dollar until nt last the coveted box was knocked down to Nel lie. She was still laughing and flushed with her triumph when they emerged from the door over which flew the red flag, but Adolphus felt miserable and compromised, and this feeling was not abated when ho saw the astonishment in the eyes of Miss Curtis, whose lan dan happened nt that moment to pass, for Miss Curtis was the personifica tion of rigid conventionality. He count ed the meeting as one more misfortune in an unlucky day. Nellie's excitement waned as they walked, and by the time they entered her uncle's gate she was strangely si lent Adolphus evidently took tills for a hoj»etul sign, Tor presently he cleared his throat, adjusted his monocle and began: "Nellie, we must talk seriously. The time has come"— "No, It hasn't come," she said, in terruptlng him good nattimlly, "gostop right there. I don't know whether this Is a leeture or a proposal of mar riage—your private talks with me vi brate between these two subjects— but I am in no mood for either. For heaven's sake, Adolphus, throw that glass away. I hate to be sph-d at like that!" With a reproachful sigh he removed the offending glass and said: "Nick not only lectured you yesterday; he posi tively scolded you, and"— "And I deserved it, but I answered him back spitefully, like the little beast I am, and he—he hasn't even noticed me since." She turned her head so thot he did not nee the quiver of her red lips, the passionate protest of her j eyes. All their set knew that her dicta- i torlal old uncle Intended sho should | marry Adolphus, who satisfied his so cial ambitions, while Nick, who cared ' nothing for society, smoked a pipe and forgot to have h.'s trousers creased, was a thorn in the old man's side. ! Between these two were constant dls- I agreements, which Nellie had hitherto managed to make up, but yesterday , there had been a quarrel of unusual violence, and there was even some talk of Nick's leaving the house. It was of this she had been thinking as she followed her purchase home. "Adolphus," she said as they mount ed ttie Hteps, "can't yon no something— anything to patch lip this new quar rel between Nick and uncle? It isn't Nick's fault that he is that he was —was born different from you and un cle." "I quite agree with my nncle about this slumming business. A man in Nick's position owes something to—to appearances." "Stuff!" she scoffed and ran by him into the house. In the library, to stem the tide of Adolphus' wooing, she hastily opened hwr box and lifted out the contents, n quaint and curious bonnet of a decade ago, a lionnet with a scooped brim piled high with flowers and nodding plumes. As she put it on her head, shrieking with laughter, tier uiy>le and Nick entered the room, both 01 them showing In their manner strong excite ment. The girl paused In h*" pirouet ting and paled at the sight ot the stern faces. Ilor uncle saw her strange head gear and angrily demanded its origin. Adolphus explained very carefully, not forgetting his own expostulations against the caprice. The old man turn ed wrnthfully upon the girl. "You and Nick are of a piece in your attempts to humiliate nnd make a hmUbwhrfc of Mr.'niece.' Urn j female head of my family, bidding nt » common auction against a washer j woman! Take that hideous thing out of my sight T' But the spoiled girl only made him a daring little courtesy which set all tho bonnet's varihued plumes n-noddlng. | Nick crossed the room to her side. "Nellie," lie said wistfully, "I am go ing away for good; my uncle and I have agreed It is best. He has for bidden me to speak to you of marriage (and that Is the cause of our quarrel), but I love you with all my heart. You know what I have to offer you, dear, but will you come with me as uiy wife?" It was as If H bomb had exploded at tho old man's feet. The words of In terruption he would have uttered were only splntterhigs of anger. By the table tiie girl paused, trembling and ; t going from white to red. Then her , 112 uncle found his voice. "Out of my sight, sir! Your disobe dience shall cost you dearly. I dls- j own you—l cut you off without a j penny for your Impudence! Your In- j herltanee shall be"—ho glanced about for the most worthless thing In sight, ; and his eye lit on the empty box on j the table—"that trash, sirl Take your '■ inheritance and go!" He was pointing to the door, but ; Nick's eyes were on Nellie and Into them there flashed n radiant Joy as at a sign from her he approached the table. "You give nie this box and its con- j tents as iny fortune, sir?" "Yes." "Then I am content, for you hove j given me that which I most desire In ! all the whole world." The old man looked sharply at the | two smiling faces. "What mummery I is this?" he demanded. Then he, too, approached the table and peered into the box where Nick's eyes were fas- ; tened. "What is that?" he cried, ad justing his glasses. ! "If you please, sir, it Is Nick's heri tage," answered Nellie shyly. For in the side of the pasteboard box was a hole through which the rogue I of u girl had thrust her dimpled hand. And that was how Nellie obtained her uncle's consent and how Nick won his heart's desiro as the aftermath of | the old horse sale. Difnciilty anil F.HK«*. There Is not that conflicting an ! tngonism between difficulty and ease i that is commonly imagined. Many per ! sons count the former as the bane of ! i existence, to be avoided as fur as pos | slble, and the latter an agreeable ; friend, whose presence is always to be . j courted. On the contrary, however, they are both elements of human life intended to work In harmony with each other, nnd thus to produce a beneficial effect | upon us that neither one could effect j alone. Every difficulty rightly treated leads by a direct road to ease. llow j hard and perplexing were the first ' trembling steps of the Infant as he tot- i teml to Ills mother's knee! A year or two later and the very easiest thing the healthy child can do is to leap, to run, to bound. Now he Is slowly learn ing the forms of the letters and pain fully endeavoring to trace them with the pen, but in a short time lie will j read and write without an effort. Bo with every thing he undertakes to do | through life. Its difficulty when cour ! ngeously accepted nnd coped with grndually yields to Its easy and smooth ! performance. SUCCESS THOUGHTS. The best in others will culy come out to meet the best in you. Tho man with an Idea has ever changed the face of tho world. One reason why we do not make the most of the winning material in our selves Is because of ft magnified idea of the great superiority of others who do things In the world. As a rule no. good comes from criti cising others. Anybody can do that, but the man who can accept his own honest estimate of himself and resolve to profit by It has achieved something. No matter what you are doing, think your way. Don'f go without thinking. Think everything out. Don't run with out a schedule. Have a programme nnd go by It. Think! Think! Think! —Success. .Mr. Noble'M Promlne (ii^on. In tho eurly stages of his ministry tho Rev. Mr. Noble preached for some time inn village in Maine. One day a committee called upon him to settle with hiui f»r his services, and, after stammering awhile, signified to him that his further services were not de sired. "What does this mean, gentlemen?" asked the parson. "Why," replied the spokesman, with some hesitation, "the people have got the Impression that you are inclining to universal salvation." "Gentlemen," unswered Mr. Noble. "I never have preached that doctrine, but If I ever should I promise to make the peoplo of this town an exception." —Boston Herald. IVozuc*>i nnd I'inn. It seemed as if it would take a whole paper of pins to mend that torn dress. , The wearer appealed to her car nelgh- I bor. "Have you any pins?" she asked. Tho woman had none, but passed tho ! query on, nnd In a little while every passenger was feeling along concealed j edges and turning back lapels. At last j sixteen pins were produced. Fourteen \ nt them were contributed by men. "We never need them as much as | the women, but somehow we carry | them and they don't," said one of the | latter.—New York Post. CHANGING THE SUBJECT. Wlinl l.lnculn S-il<l VV lion llnrvoy ICnili'il n Two Hour*" Tnlk. i The late Hon. Charles W. Slack told j the following of the Hon. Peter Ilar j vey, the friend and biographer of Dan i lei Webster: Mr. Harvey was a large man with a ! small voice and that pomposity of man ner that many very diffident men pos sess. Above everything lie valued and prided hitn <il' tip >n his friendship with I the "great expounder." The first year of the War of the Re bellion ne went to Washington, and on his return was asked how he liked President Lincoln. "Well," he said, "Mr. Lincoln is a very singular in in. I went onto see him, and told him that I had been an intimate personal friend of Daniel Webster; that I had talked with him so much on the affairs of tho country that I felt perfectly confident 1 could tell hini exactly what Mr. Webster wogid advise in the present crisis, and thereupon 1 talked to Lincoln for two solid hours, telling him Just what he should do and what he should not do. anil, will you believe It. sir. when I got through all Mr. Lincoln said was, as he . clapped his hand on my leg, 'Mr. Har vey, what a tremendous great calf you i have got.'"—Boston Alerald. The God In the Hurdy Gvirdy By CASPAR JOHNSON Copyright, lflOR, by K. A. Whitehead It was a narrow alley, running be tween the back yards. It was intend ed for the convenience of the butcher's boy and the grocer's boy and the ash man. Distinctively It was not Intend ed for men of Pasquoie Yenettt's stamp. Indeed, a sign at either end announced this in no uncertain terms. "Beggars, I'eddlers and Street Musi cians Keep Out," It read. But to Pasquale Venetti warning signs In English had no terrors from the simple fact thot written English ! was lx'yond his ken. Therefore as ho | came trundling the ancient hurdy gurdy I tip the street he looked Into the alley, | saw its possibilities- the ease with ! which coins could be tossed from the ! back windows—and, forsaking the ns- J plialt pavements, where, to use his i own expression, he could "no getta do | biz," he turned into the alley and, un llmbering his musical battery, sent up the quavering strains of "Lindy, Lln : dy, Yo" Is Ma Ladylove." It Is a hard, cold world, l'asquale ! ground away patiently, nnd whenever a face appeared at any of the win dows he smiled expansively, removed | his buttered hat and bowed profoundly j and even essayed n Joyful shuffling of ! his feet while he turned the crank. But, despite all these blandishments, to say nothing of the appeal made by a choice assortment of selections, rang ! lng from the classic to ragtime, no , coins wrapped In white paper came Jingling to his feet. To l>e sure, one fat cook came out to the back gate and I after he had played half through the hurdy gurdy's assortment gave him a penny, and an old gentleman had i raised an upper window and, with a thundered "Get out of this!" had flung him a dime. But 11 cents from such a promising alley! Pasquale resented his 111 treatment and moved farther up the j alley. No better success attended him here. !He whistled, he danced, he sang. He ' smiled his best and bowed his lowest. He tried the intermezzo and "Ma Fi lipino Man" with an equal lack of suc cess. He had his labor for his pains. He moved to the far end of the nlley, with a view to quitting it. He made | | I BUDDKNX.Y AT HIS FEET WAS A YELLOW COIN. one final stand, however, before the back of an imposing house. With a sinking heart he sent up the Jerky bars of a march from a popular light opera. The house, like all the others, was un responsive. Then be shifted to rag time. He decided to play through his repertory anyway. If It fulled, he would go back to the asphalt pave ments and try his luck somewhere downtown before n restaurant or a promising saloon. Now, It happened that In tho big. dim back parlor of the imposing nouse sat two young people, and a single glance showed Hint they were not happy. The man sat very stiff and straight in his chair and bit his lips. The girl was seated on a low divan. Her face was Hushed and her eyes glowed an grily. "It Is far too much to forgive this time," she was saying. "I have for given and forgiven—eternally forgiven —and now I am tired." The man replied coldly. "Perhaps you are right," he said in a strained voice. "And the sooner It's over the better, now," said the girl, choking. The man started up. Whatever re monstrance he was about to make he stifled. "Very well," he said curtly. The gill pulled a ring from her finger and laid it on the table beside th>) man. He took it without a word and put It in his pocket. "I might say"— be began slowly. "All you could say would make no difference," she said wearily. The man rose and strode to the win dow. Pasquale was grinding away assiduously. At the sight of the man In the window he smirked and bowed nnd shuffled his feet. The man smiled bitterly. "Lucky, happy devil!" he muttered. Then he turned to the girl and drew almself up stiffly. "I may as well say goodbv," said he. She made no reply. "Goodby," he said again. "Goodby," she returned evenly, 'the man hesitated a moment; then he strode to the door. In the alley Pasquale bid come to the last piece in his repertory. It was a poor iml t it lon of portions of Schubert's "Ser enade." .lust as the man reached the door the jingling notes floated In from the alley. Die man paused. A look of pain came into his face. Those jerky notes brought memories with them memories of a big, dark music room with two little spots of red in the gloom where the candles burned on the piano; of a girl beneath the candles a girl with white mn-k and gleaming shoulders, playing the serenade very softly; of a few breath less words whisper**! over her shoul der; of a pair of luminous eyes which flashed an answer that set his heart I pounding madly. * * * And now a hurdy gurdy playing that sacred ser enade in the alley and this It was heinous sacrilege. "Lord, 1 can't stand that." he mut tered. nnd turned to the girl a face drawn and white. "Goodby," he said as if the words choked him But the girl's face had whitened also. She took a step forward. "Robert," she said with wide, fright ened eves I In the alloy I'asquale ground away hopelessly. Suddenly n window was raised and a coin dropped at his feet. It was a shining, yellow coin. l'as quale Venettl gasped, turned it over In his palm, and then whooped. In a burst of gratitude he began the reper tory all over again, and such was his elation that he essayed to heighten the effect by singing in a high, squeaky voice. The orgy was soon over, however, for a patrolman camo down the alley i nnd seized the exuberant musician. The thought of the yellow coin in his pocket enabled Pasqtialo to bear this ordeal with equanimity. "Alia right, alia right!" he protested mildly as he was hustled past the warning signs and dumped unceremo niously on the asphalt pavement. The Rnltnß rßitninn. The ruling passion is often very strong In death. A senator from Ten nessee discovered this some years ago. Among his constituents was a certain man who came to him regularly twice a year for the purpose of obtaining a pass to Baltimore. The mun and his family had served the senator when ho was first making his way up the ladder of politics, and as n result of this he always obliged him, and had, more over, a soft place In his heart for the man. He obtained for him a position in one of the departments at \\ ashing ton; but this did not Beem to bo enough, for regularly at the end of each six months lie applied for his ticket to Baltimore. One day he sick ened and was reported to be dying. The senator, very much grieved, Im mediately called upon him. "Joe," he said, leaning over and speaking very softly, "is there any thing I can do for you?" The sick man looked up with si flash of recognition, and Instantly replied in a whisper: "Yes, senator; please get me a pass to Baltimore."—Harper's Weekly. NhlpMlinpo on ljinil. One of the quaintest charitable Insti tutions in the world is the Royal Altred Home For Aged Seamen, which houses 1(M) English mariners In the outskirts of London. It Is supported cntiiely by voluntary contribution. The main idea has been to make the place as home like as possible, and to this end an ef fort has been made to preserve in large | measure the environment to which the | inmates are accustomed, i The dormitories are cut up into tiny cabins, as on shipboard, and in place of I the familiar iron cots thes • veterans 1 of the sea turn in at night In bunks and stow their clothes and other belongings | precisely as they would on board ship. Pay and night the hours and hall' hours i are struck on a ship's bell In the main 1 hall, and even In the mess room the atmosphere of the sea Is retained as an aid to appetite. The house governor Is himself nn old sea captain of forty years' experience in commanding men, and his rule Is entirely along nautical lines. \ DNorert Scrvnnt. A certain duke was dining in full kilt dress at a highland anniversary din ner, his piper standing behind his chair. At dessert a very handsome and valuable snuffbox belonging to one of the guests was handed round. When the time came to return it to its owner the snuffbox could not be discovered anywhere. A search was made, but with no result, the duke being especial ly anxious about it. <»n the next anniversary he again donned the kilt which he had not worn in the Interval for the annual dinner. As he was dressing he hap pened to put his hand in his sporran and there, to his astonishment, found the Ik>\ which had been lost at the last year' dinner. He turned to his piper and said: "Why. this is the suuffbox we were all looking for! Did you nit see me put it away in my sporran?" "Yes, your grace." "Then why did you not toll me?" do mnnded the duke. "Because' I thought your grace re quired the little matter kept quiet," re sponded the piper, with a knowing wink. I'ornilner Character*. No human being can come into this j world without Increasing or diminish ing the sum total of human happiness not only of the present but every sub sequent age of humanity. No one can 1 detach himself from this connection. I There is pa stored spot in the uni verse, n > (lain niche along the disk of j nonexistence to which he can retreat i from his relations to others, where he j can withdraw the Influence of his ex istence upon the moral destiny of the world. Everywhere his presence or ab sence will be felt Everywhere he will have companions who will be better or worse for his influence. It is an old saying and one <>f fearful and fathom less Import that we are forming char acters for eternity. Forming charac ters! Whose? Our own or others? Both and In that momentous fact lie < peril and n-sp »nsibilitj of oar c;i: ? once. Who is sutliciont for th" thought? Thousands of my fellow beings will yearly enter eternity with characters diffei ing from those they w mid have carried thither had 1 never lived. The sunlight of that world will reveal inj finger marks In their primacy forma tions and In their successive strata of thought and life.—Eliliu Buri'»t. J J. BROWN THE EYE A SPECIALTY Eyes tested, treated, fitted with K -tiel artificial eyes supplied. Market Street,, Biooiusbiirg, I'a Hours—lo a. in.to sp. m UG KEW! I A. Reliable TIN SHOP Tor atl kind of Tin Roofing, Spoutlne and General Job Work. ■ Stoves, Heaters, Ranges, Furnaces, eto i PRICES Till! LOU EST! QIIJLITY Till! BUST! JOHN HIXSON i NO. 11« E. FRONT BT. i ... My ... ROni;i(T JF.ivMAIN COLF. < '■ •!>> riu'lii.!!«-,, tij Ucilu rt .Icmiain < 'old ".Men are such mouoton IUS creatures. They march together like that always." The girl waved her hand lightly toward a (He of militia that paraded down Fifth avenue. Her companion did not answer immediately. "You must reduce your complaint to specific charges, Miss Breen," said the joimg lawyer at length. "What, for i>. iple, renders man so tiresome to you?" "I'm sure I don't know what makes him so. I only know that he is," re turned the girl. "He I moan they-all wear forever the same kind of clothes, walk with the same stride, stick to the same amusements"— "Are true to the same friends," fin ished her listener for her, "and, worst of all. persist in expressing admiration for the same girl in the same words. You must find it monotonous." "Iton't be personal, Mr. Roscommon," protested his companion, with a blush. "I am discussing fa<-t, and that is al ways personal." replied the man."lt Is true, isn't It?" Roscommon had a quiet habit of persistence. He did not talk much, but what he did say was apt to start his companion into a fran tic garrulity of self defense. "What do you mean?" asked the girl. "You certainly would not accuse me of bragging about the number of my admirers. I was only speaking in a general way." Roscommon was silent, and the girl went on: "I refuse to testify against myself, but you must give me credit for know ing a few other women. Besides, I have read the novels written by crea tures of your own sex. They ought to say a good word for the Ingenuity of man, yet their heroes all make love in precisely the same way." They turned as they walked into Fifty-seventh street, where Miss Breen had lived with her aunt since her fa ther's death. She had always gone with a rather gay set. but a few months after she came out her father had lost most of his money. For the last three years that he lived he insisted on her accepting many invitations, although they were able do little entertaining. Iler liveliness of speech and manner, a trifle defiant, masked a hurt pride. She won followers easily among the men— too easily to su't her high spirit. They gave her flattery in plenty, which com forted her as little as gold offered to a starving woman. She was all heart and had almost no vanity. When her father died she was hungry for some one to lavish her affections upon. Yet no one had divined this. The impres sion had gone ajiout that she would marry anybody for money. S!je hated poverty, but she hated a lie still worse. When they entered the house she took off her hat and stood a moment beside a table. "You may sit down," she said con descendingly to Roscommon. "I shall stand lift awhile. You haven't made me tired yet." "If you were one of these unvarying men how would you propose to a girl?" asked the young man gravely. Miss Breen promptly sat down. After she had rostel and meditated for half a minute, she answered: "It would depend on the girl. That's the very point. Instead of having a formula, su<*h as you men hand down from father to son, I should study the nature of the woman and find words to appeal to her and to her alone. If she lived flowers. I'd spend my last dime on a rose. They say a battle was lost once for want of a horseshoe. More women's hearts are lost for want of a chocolate drop than are dreamed of In your philosophy." "I have no philosophy that will lit the race of women." corrected the law yer. "I'm glad to hear you admit your ig norance!" laughed Miss Breen. "I did not say I was ignorant, » "lie Home Paper ! * !of Danville. ! . i Of course you read jilt HIM ML I i! I THE HECKLES KQPULAR I APER. Everybody Rejds It. Published Every Morning Except | Sunday at j No. n E. Maho.iing St. j Subscription 6 cent-' Week. » j merely said 1 nad no theories," oh- j ! served Roscommon. "Very well, here Is a fact for you j I know a IT:.", n that told a girl of his J ambition to I c a painter. Then he j asked her to marry him. Now, this I girl didn't care a hairpin for art, and j ihe only idea she had about it was I thai irtists were always poor and I shabby. She was just ready to fall In love with him, and it she had it I wouldn't have mattered what he did I for a living. If In* only had sense < aorgh to I<-11 I. r how prettily her hair shone in the lamplight he wouldn't be a -our old bachelor now, and she"— ' "It looks .just as well in the day i ght," remarked Roscommon, address ing the mirr »r behind Madge. "I h ipe the subject doesn't bore you, Miss Bret n," he went on, "but you have made an impossible condition. You say a man should know the girl. That is well if he can. But now sup pose the one thing he knows about her 1-; that he wants to know more. Per haps the very mystery of her nature attracts him." "'1 hen lot him surprise her Into some revelation of herself." They were silent for a long time aft er this. The short winter day was al most g »ne. They could yet see each other through the twilight. "Miss Breen, did you ever hear that I was a millionaire?" The question came from Roscommon with startling suddenness. His tone was harsh and had a ring of self satisfaction In It. Madge Breen turned impulsively and then looked away, but not before he was aware of the hurt, disappointed expression in her wide open eyes. "No, and I hate you for telling me now," sh* flashed. "1 did not tell you. I only asked a > question." The harshness was all gone , from his tone. For the first time that afternoon Roscommon's voice grew tender. He leaned toward his eompan ; lon and said: "They told mo you cared only for j money—that you had no heart. I knew they lied, but I wanted you to prove It ( to me. You have shown me the girl I ! have been waiting to see. Y'ou have i taught mo the way to woo her. I am j I not rich. Madge, and if I were I should j | never dream that money could buy j you. You say that all men are alike, j All but one, you mean. The man you love will be transfigured. I ask you j I to be my wife, dear, not because of j i what 1 can give you, but because of l what I can take. A man with any oth- j or ambition would not have room to ; keep the treasure of your love. Y'ou j can do what you will with me. The only thing I shall boast of is a bound less capacity for being loved. Do you want such a man?" "And you haven't once said, 'I love you,' " she exclaimed with a touch of j amusement in her voice. "That is a slight variation from Ihe usual form. Do you suspect I shall do it all?" "You would have to try me to find j out, no matter what" I might say," re plied Roscommon. "Well," she breathed softly and then paused. He rose and walked to her chair and waited, with Ills head bent toward hers. "Please," she whispered, "If you don't j love me never let me find It out." Mark Twain'lt lldi nit ion. It is told of Mark Twain that during a conversation with a young lady of his acquaintance he had occasion to mention the word dry dock. "What is a dry dock, Mr. Clemens?" she asked. "A thirsty physician," replied the hu morist. Boston Herald. \ Important I'nlnt For Jolinny. Johnny Don't they use bark to tan hides w itli, pa?. Father—Yes, my son. But if you ask any more questions this evening you'll find that a slipper does just as well. lii (he Kiacl. He is called the undertaker, but he overtakes u> all. Philadelphia Bulle tin. Nearly nn (iood. "Did you succeed iu breaking your grandfather's will?" "No, but we managed to bend it so that a few more thousand dollors oozed out of the family tree." I I KILLTH. COUCH ' I AND CURE THE LUNCSJ | "" Dr. Kings New Discovery I _ _ /Consumption Price FHR I OUGHSand 60c & SI.OO W OLDS Free Trial - I Surest and Quickest Cure for all THROAT and LUNG TROUB LES, or MONEY BACK. ——■— | ACK A WANNA itAILKOAD. " -BIA K>MBBLTRG IMVIrtION A' 1. A M. A. M A. M. P. ■ , S: v VI a ... IV l«n .... 10 <KI '4l IV M . - '.in... hi 011 I y P. M. • t:i ■. . .. il 111 i4f A . M. -V - I'M It ' *ll ... HI -» .|K 111 05 ... \. M. A. M. I', il. « is - /ii:i •. . . 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Il fl Please, lis matt. | """1 A well priii I« i tasty, Bill or 1.. \f / ter Head, Post • A/A Ticket, Circulfu V # V Program, St:itc LV\ ment or Card ( w an advertisement for your business, a satisfaction to you i lei Type, New Presses, ~ Best Paper, M: Skilled Work, Promptness- All you can ask- A trial will make you our customer. We respectfully ask that trial. I 111il m¥9 No. 11 F.. Mahonioir St..
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