Ghe JEST THAT I RECOILED. By LOUISE J. STRONG. Oopyrinrht. 1907. by P. C. Kamtmenl. Ellison had sometimes imagined what "might have been" liail MUUcent War ing been other than the only child of a multimillionaire. What would have been, rnther, fur he would have ®u compassed heaven and to accom plish it, and in bin Inmost lit art he had felt that the accomplishing would not have tieen dltllcult. At Hm«i wild pictures had presented tberosetves of the possibility of the beastly money taking the proverbial wings, opening for hlni the gates to paradise, but In his saner moments he derided such fancies, for wttli Mr. War ing to the fore there was not the slight est probability of such an occurrenoe. Instead, he had arrived at a condition where the wings were a necessity to himself if he would retain a rag of self respect. This cherished self re spect was suffering considerably now In the yielding that hud brought him back, anil he had sternly limited him self to a week, even while calculating how often he might contrive to see her in the time without too greatly trans grossing convention. He was hurrying to his hotel to mako himself presentable for an Immediate call when, as he whipped into the broad, main avenue, a sight presented itself at which he reeled as from a blow In the face. Leaning limply against a doorway he stared, mutter ing, "Impossible, Impossible,'" Ills wildest Imaginings had material ized before his eyes, but ho scornfully rejected the suggested explanations of liis reason, repeating again and again, "Impossible!" He was unconscious of the passing thrung and too deeply shocked and ab sorbed to feel surprise when a hand clapped him upon the shoulder and a hearty voice cried: "Hello, old man! When did you blow in?' Ellison seized tho speaker and drew him around the corner. "Fred," he demanded, "is that Miss Milllcont Waring? My eyes tell me so, but I cannot believe them." "Sure, that's Miss Waring." "But—but- good heavens! What's she doing In the confectionery shop?" "Selltng, same as other shopkeepers." "But why? Of course 1 see she is selling, but why?" lie shook the other vehemently. "Necessity, I suppose, same as the other shopkeepers again," he griuned, winking at a newcomer over Ellison's shoulder. "Necessity!" yelled Ellison. "You doot mean—you can't menu"— "Better moderate your emotion, Elli son," the newcomer advised, indicating a Uluecoat who was regarding them suspiciously. "Of course, boys" Ellison's voice was a murmur--"of course I know you can't mean that she Is obliged to do It." "Why not? Couldn't old man War ing eouie a financial cropper, same as thousands of others just as astute as her "The world could come to an end," Ellison jeered, but his heart had set up a sudden pounding that dizzied him. "Comes to an end every day, dear boy, for those money kings when their little curd houses tumble. It's a new world for them and their families, too, after that." "Ton bet!" exclaimed one of another couple of youtlis who had added them selves to the group. •Miss Waring is finding it n new world, all right." Sundry sly winks and nods were ex changed by the four young fellows, ac qnotntances to whom Ellison hud for gdttau to give a greeting. "Where's Mr. Waring?" he asked. "Oh, he's around. He's plucky. He'll poll it off again some time, I reckon," one said, with a luugli. "That's so." affirmed another. "Hut in the meantime there must be bread and butter." "But wasn't there somebody —or something else for Miss Mlllicent"— Fred Wilson interrupted Ellison's in dignant outburst: ''Nothing by which she coukl so quickly and easily rake in the shek els." "She's pulling them in by the hand ful, too," said llughes. "She seems a natural salesiudy hus the gift for trade." • Ellison flushed resentfully. "But it ■cannot be pleasant"— "Oh, her ignition has its unpleasant features, of course," Streun interrupt ■ed Ughtiy. "floiue of the 'climbers' isnub her, and disapproval riots on all «tdea, but Miss MUHcent carries it off •well. She might have married—that is, I suppose so," he Insinuated, with -wicked eyes. "YOB, she might have married while the old man's pile was lutact," Forrest ■assented. "lftrt she didn't. And a wife with j iprosflpctive millions and one with noth- ' 'lug l*it expensive habits and passable "beauty are two very different things," 'Stream asserted. Ellison turned a furious face upon him and half raised a clinched flet, Ithen, mastering himself, he remarked, "I suppose that's the way the world jsees It," anil strode away. The*four rascal* burst.lnto exuber ant delight, dtgshg each other In the ribs and Chrw&Tiiig hilariously as he disappeared (town a side street. Ellison had no coherent thought at first as he tore along. Tho knowledge that'the "barrier between them was re [movpd'daied him. But soon he began things o \.«r in his mind, to even consider the possibility of his own thousands, which had seemed puerile lie fore, now serving as u foundation for a new beginning on which Mr. Waring might build. The other, the InOdttely greater jiosslbillty of winning Mllllcent, he tried to keep In the back ground until a proper hour for Its con sideration. Having at last adjusted himself somewhat to the new conditions, he £elt that he could trust himself to see 112 Xhey shook hands quietly. There 3 Vie opportunity Just then for there was a humorous yet Jh glint In her eyes as she occa- AaXVv atlancad at liis earnest. Dreoc cqpied face while she served a Txmdß of echoed children. The four conspirators hear into the socra* and departed to spread broadcast/the Jest, the prank uflcu El lison, whose sentiment -toward KDss Waring vma aa OBB» secret. Andipre*- untly, tiy twos and threes and hi squads, her aid friends and former as sociates began to saunter by. Some purchased of her with simpering pat wmagoi some wtth a cold nod of rec ognition. while others passed with haughty, sneering oblivion of her. Some of the smart youths Inclined to a familiarity that almost, amounted to rudeness. Ellison noted it all, hts heart grow ing hotter until It burst all restraint. "Miss Waring Mllllccmtr he breathed with low intensity as they were alone for a moment. "I cannot liear thtsl It may tie presumption— improper oven, for tne to speak here— I cannot help ttl I am sure you have long known of my deep love for you, though you cannot reojtre how it to my very life and soul —I have hud so ltttlo to offer, I felt 1 could not presume to ask you to give up for me your lux>- urioua position, to—but I can provide you with n comfortable home, and my whole life shall bo devoted to"— His stammering speech was inter rupted by the laughing, bubbling crowd of conspirators, eager to witness his discomfiture. "Ila, ha! Look at him!" "Oh, the easy mark!" "Has he offered you bis purse, Mllllcent?" "na, ha! Tbe idoa of Mr. Waring"— "Failed!" "As If"— "Ha, Ila!" Unheeding the swirl. Miss Waring calmly began counting money from the drawers and piling it in heaps upon the counter. "There," she snld at last. "$427.10. That means SW>4.2O for the hospital from you fol lows. You folks who dared mo to do this promised to double the tunount I took In, you know." She at them sweetly. "My hot! I never dreamed you'd pull in so much!" gasped Stream. "It's sure tip to us, boys! But, oh, Ellison, sonny! Ellison—you—you—!" He dou bled with Joy. "Your face pays for It nil I See it now, don't yon? Catch on to It? It was such a chance as comes once in a lifetime! Oh, my! Oh, my!" Ellison perceived, aud turned a blank, mortified face to apologize to Miss Waring, hut she laid a gentle, restraining hand upon his arm and again addressed the gurgling, crowing crowd very sweetly, hut distinctly, "I claim your congratulations upon my success as n saleslady, and"—(sho blushed adombly)—-/"and also upon my engagement to Mr. Ellison." Bubjectlve Cigars. When a man smokes a cheap cigar instead of an expensive or moderate priced one It Is not always because he may have his pocketbook to consider," said a New York physician as he re cited the following instunce In proof: "An old friend of mine, a former col- Icge professor, wt» resides In the city, smokes the vilest cigars made. He Is the best tempered old fellow you ever saw, and splendid company—lf It weren't for his cigars, lie swears the brand ho smokes are as jimd as Ila vnnas. Once he said to me, 'My friend, believe me. the cigar is what we call subjective, and not objective. That Is to say. It is what we think it Is, aud not what It seems to other people to be. So, you see, my cigars, that cost me only $1 a hundred, are as good as you would call the best and pay maybe S2O a hundred for.' "It Is a great advantage, no doubt, to a man when he looks on all things like a philosopher. 1 told my professor friend that his cigars might !>o sub jective, for all I knew, but that they were fearful, and I should like it If he would smoke a cigar that was more objective. But he only smiled. The old (fellow Is so chock full of philoso phy that he simply cannot see any thing a m other people see It."—New York Times. "He Lwad the Children." Thackeray's words were satirical, and he himself was called a cynic, but the author of "Love Affairs of Some Fa mous Men" shows what sort of a heart beat In the satirist's breast by quoting from tho hitter of one to whom the fol lowing incident happened: "In the week following his death there appeutvd some genial memorial lines In the pages of I'uncb. Walking tlown the then unsavory thoroughfare known as Bedfordbury, my eye caught the open page of the popular periodical, and 1 stayed to read the graceful trib ute to the dead moralist. Turning away at length, a poorly dressed man In working garb said to me: " 'I knew that man, sir." " 'You knew Thackeray?' I asked. " 'Yes, sir. I keep that little baker's shop yonder," pointing to the opposite side of the street, 'and ninny's the time Thackeray would come and buy a pound or two of cake of tne. I cut it Into slices for him, aud then, distribut ing it among the crowd of hungry chil dren. he would walk away and hide in that court over there, that he might have the pleasure of seeing their enjoy ment. He didn't know I knew him, but I did. I*eople used to call him a cynic, sir, but It wasn't true, lie loved tbe children, sir. and no man is a cynlo who does that.' " A Talented House Agent. Mrs. Ilotneseeker You certainly don't expect anybody to take this house! Why, the floors all run down hill. Agent (u smart man)—lt was built in that way on purpose, mum, to keep peace In the family. Greatest Invention of the age, mum. Mrs. Hoineseeker—Keep peace in the fam ily? What do you mean? Agent—lt's all right, mum; nothing like It. When ever your husband drops his collar buttons they'll roll down to that wall, and he'll always know where to Had 'em.—London Tit-Bits. A Comparison. "I admit I have the fault you men tion," said the conceited man, Relf com placently, "but it's the only fault I have, and It's a small one." "Yes," replied Knox, "just like the small hole that makes a plugged nickel no good."—Philadelphia I'ress. Ought to Survive. Anxious Mother—Oh, doctor, do you think Robbie will get well? No doubt of It; no doubt of It. I've giv en him medicine for everything that he could possibly have, so we're bound to strike it right-Toledo Blade. THE BAT HORSE. An Old Arab legend That Telle of Hie Unmatched Speed. The bay colored horso Is said to be the swiftest of all the horses. A story to illustrate this Is told of a certain Arab sheik who, having been engaged la a tight with another tribe, was tak ftig his flight with his little son. They were both mounted on a mag tlßcent white mare which belonged to the sheik and which had always been highly valued on account of tho great ■peed at which it could go. After hav ing ridden Bomo little distance the sheik asked his son to look around and Bee If they were being followed. The boy replied that there was some one riding after them on a black horse. Tbe sheik seemed satisfied oil hearing this report, but presently repeated his quostlon. The boy answered that they were still being pursued, but that this time the liorse was white. "Never mind," said the father; "mine Is faster." In a few minutes he asked for a further report, and the reply was the same, wtth the difference that the horse was a chestnut The shlek, however, pot his question a fourth time, but upon being told by hte son that the pursuer was mounted on a bay he cried out, "Then we are lost, for there la no horse which it cannot overtake." His words proved to be true, for in a short time they were caught up with and captured. LEATHER BOUND BOOKS. A Little Vaseline Improves and Pre serves the Binding. An official of the Congressional li brary was talking with a friend who recently hnd i>urchased a handsome set of leather bound volumes and said: "You had better examine those vol umes carefully to see If the leather needs feeding. If It is new stock they will be oil right let alone for several years, but If they have been on the shelves for some time the leather will have lost most of Its natural oil and become brittle. This applies especially to books kept In private houses, which are as a rule much hotter than the book stocks of a largo library. There Is nothing more attractive than a fresh, well preserved loather binding on a volume and scarcely anything less so than a dilapidated, cractaed one. "You can add years to the life of a leather binding und a hundred per cent to its appearance by rubbing in a little vaseline with a pieco of row cotton not too much. Just as much as the loatlier will thoroughly tTbsorb. Where tbe binding bendß Is where It Is most likely to crack. The leather will not be greasy, as the vaseline will be ab sorbed. One treatment every year or two is sufficient unless the hooks are unduly exposed to heat."—Washington ! Star. Within Her Rights. A very black woman In a sliver gray automobile coat was seen a few morn ings ago hauling an unwilling and dis reputable looking yellow dog by a leather tliong. A friendly disposed policeman asked casually: "Why don't you turn the dog loose? He don't look able to run off. and nolxxly'll want to steal him?" "Ain't I a 'ornau?' was the tart query. There was no disputing the fact. j "Ain't, dls henh a dog?" Patent fact. "Ain't dls heah New York?" Obviously true. "Well, atnt I got a good right to walk on dese heah streets and irnt on all the style I choose?" No disputing a solf evident proposi tion.—New York Times. A GHOST STORY. The Crowd of Phantoms That Dazed Three Young Women. An experience wherein phantoms I presented themselves to view in pro digious numbers simultaneously is re- I luted by a young lady whose iuime, at her request, is withheld, tbe narrative being Indorsed by her sister, who was with her at the time. She writes: i "One autumn idght my sister und myself, with our maid, were returning from evening servlco In the village church. There was r thick fog. The moon was full, but It made a sort of steam in the fog Instead of shining brightly. Suddenly I saw a man at my sister's side, who had come there without making a sound. I pulled her sleeve, whispering. 'Let the man pasß.' As I spoke the tuau disappeared. "In another moment we were all be wildered at the sight around us. It was as if we wore in o crowded street. Innumerable figures surrounding us. Men, women and children were mov ing briskly about, some singly, others in groups, but nil without a sound. Some seemed to rise out of the grass on either side of us and to come out on the other side. The women were dressed in bygone fashion, with high bonnets and shawls and large flounces on their dresses. "There was one very tall man who took great strides, though perfectly motionless. We approached our own gate, where we should turn In, and then we had a long driveway to walk up before we could reach the house. I think that by the time we had reached tho gate all the figures hnd disappear ed except this one tall man. He had quite a different look from any of the others-more horrible altogether. As we entered our gate, to our Intense re lief, he passed by along the road and vanished. Of course we were all very frightened. The maid and my sister were crying aloud." Inn case like this, where the same spectral phenomena nre witnessed by several persons, the value of the testi mony obviously Is multiplied a hun dredfold, for, while one individual may be a victim of a hallucination, such un illusion can hardly be shared by many. What, then, Is to be said in answer to such evidence, furnished by deponents of unimpeachable character and repu tation for truthfulness? To suppose that they are combining In tho manu facture of a lie Is scarcely reasonable. —Joseph M. Rogers In Llpplncott's. The Brute. Mother-ln-Law—Has the young man who saved my life yesterday called upon you yet? Son-ln-Law—Yes, In deed. He has already made his apolo gies.— Fllegende Blatter. SUSPICIOUS BIRDS., Eaay to Make Sparrows Fear of a Trap. One winter day I made an experi ment with sparrows to see exactly bow far their natural suspicion would bold out against hunger. I bad often no ticed that If one put a little bit of string, a large button or any strangti object among breadcrumbs the spar rows would not touch the bread. They feared a trap. Starlings are less sus picious In this way. If they care about the bread at all, they are more trustful and do not make any fuss | about some small foreign object But I thought hard weather might make all the difference even to sparrows. So I put a long piece of apple peel among the bread. It looked quite good to eat but might be taken by a very suspicious bird for something of the nature of string or tape, which spar- ; rows soem to regard with particular distrust Can they regard it as an emblem of captivity? Directly the bread was thrown on the ground about fifty sparrows perched in a tree above It They looked at It very glumly, and not one ventured to come down. Gei> erally they would be devouring the bread within a few seconds. For a lit tle over three hours a crowd of spar- ; rows watched the bread with the ter rible piece of apple pool lying among 1 It, but It remained untouched. Then one sparrow made up his mind to take the risk. lie was soon followed by all the others. In twenty minutes the bread was gone. But they hnd wasted over three hours.—St James' Gazette. DOWN IN THE FIRE ROOM. Raking the Ashes From the Furnace of an Ocean Liner. My "watches," four hours long, be gan at 8 In the morning and at 4 In the afternoon. The rest of the time was mine excepting when it was my turn to carry water and help clean up the mess room. Tho first descent into the fire room of an ocean liner is unforgettable. Going down that series of ladders into the bowels of the old Elbe, the heat Beemed to Jump 10 degrees a ladder. At lust the final ladder was reached, and we were at the bottom—tho bottom of everything was tho thought in more minds than one that afternoon. The head fireman of our watch immediate ly called my attention to a poker, easi ly an Inch and a halt' thick and twenty to thirty feet long. "Yours!" ho scream ed. "Yours!" And he threw open one of the ash doors of a furnace, panto miming what I was to do with the poker. I dived for It madly, just barely raised It from the floor and got It start ed Into the ashes and then dropped none too neatly on top of It "Hurry up, you sow-pig!" the fireman yelled, and I struggled again with the terrible poker, finally managing to rake out the ashes.—Joslah Flyut in Success Maga zine. A STUBBORN LOVER. He Lay Firm and Conquered the Bride's Close Fisted Father. I remember, says a writer on Irish j Life, the marriage of the daughter of a well to do shopkeeper in the town of j Galway. The father of the bride was considered to lie decidedly close fisted. The bridegroom, as well as I romeni- | ber, was of a station somewhat su- i perlor to that of the family he pro posed to ally himself with. The I wedding day came, but when the i bridal party assembled at the chapel tho bridegroom failed to appear. After waltttig long and vainly for the lng gard the emissaries were dispatched to his abode to hasten Ills coming. They found him snugly ensconced In bed. "Sorra foot do 1 stir out of this," j said the prospective benedict, "unless the fortune's doubled." For an hour anil more intermedia- j rles ran backward and forward be tween the chapel and the bridegroom's dwelling, striving to make terms, while the bride waited at the altar with such patience as she could muster. The 1 bridegroom, however, stood, or rntlior j lay. firm, and at last the father, un willing that his daughter should be put to shame in the sight of all Gal way by returning to her father's house unwed, gave way and promised to . double the fortune as demanded, j whereupon the bridegroom got. up. dressed himself and went to clmr/h to be married. Largest Crater on the Earth. The volcano Aso-san. In southern J Japan, on the island of Klushu, pos sesses tho largest crater known on the earth. It is about fourteen miles across In one direction, by ten or , eleven in the other, and Is surrounded by walls of an average height of 200 feet. Although the volcano Is still ac tive, its eruptions consist only of ashe? j and dust. Indeed, a range of volcanic mountains, evidently of subsequent 1 formation, extends directly across the old crater. In these particulars Aso- ; san resembles some of the craters of the moon, where a long history of suc cessive and gradually enfeebled out breaks of volcanic force is graphically represented. All He Could Think Of. While driving along a country road a man saw the roof of a farmer's house ablaze. He gesticulated and called to the farmer's wife, who was calmly standing In the doorway: "Hey, your house Is afire!" "What?" she bawled out. "I say, your house Is afire!" "What did y' say? I'm a little deaf!" "Your house is afire!" again yelled the man at the top of his lungs. "Oh, is that all?" calmly replied the woman. "It's all I can think of just now," re sponded the man In a rather weak voice as he drove on.—Exchange. A Cat Monitor. I once owned two cats, one a gray, the other a black. Pally I placed a bowl of milk on the floor for their dis posal. One day at the usual hour their meal was served, but only the gray cat was present. She drank about half of the milk and then walked out, only to reappear an hour later, the black cat following. As soon as they entered the house Maltie (which was the gray cat's name) seized Blackie by the ear and led her to the bowl of milk. That was the first and last time that Blackie wasn't present at meal hour GOT HIS REVENGE. ■ The Way Lord Brougham Paid Hi» Debt to Georgo IV. With all of his knowledge and talent r j Lord Brougham was eccentric and I slovenly In bla personal habits. WMle . I he was a young and comparative v I I unknown barrister he was asked to a > dinner at which the prince regent . presided. Mr. Brougham's hands ■ ! needed washing. The regent's keen (' eyes reßted on them. lie beckoned to a waiter and gave an order which the man heard with a scared face, and ; I then going out be speedily returned ;; with a ewer full of water, soap and a toweL He carried them to Brougham, pre senting them with the prince regent's . compliments. The barrister instantly withdrew and never afterwatd re ' ferred to the Insult. { Years later, when the prince, now king, tried to divorce his wife, Broogh | ham, as her defender, so vehement ij ly sustained her cause that she | triumphed. The king's name was not I mentioned dnrlng the trial, though the nation knew that he was secretly the prosecutor. Brougham In his speech declared that he saw in the dlst'jce the nameless persecutor of his Inno cent client, quoting with terr< .c effect j Milton's words: Tho other shape. If shape It might be called, • • • black It stood as night, i Fierce a« ten furies, terrible as hell. And shook a dreadful dart; what seern'd his head The llkenesß of a kingly crown had on. George IV. felt seriously this savage attack. The nation sided with the queen, and her defender had paid his debt with interest THE DRUG STORE. Ita Evolution From the Apothecaries of the Colonies. During the seventeenth century the druggist came to America aud closely followed English precedents, modify ing them, however, by tho practice of the Indians, with whom he came In contact. Quack apothecaries began to spring up in the new land, and In 103(5 tho colony of Virginia pnssed a law which among other things regulated the prices and fees of the druggist. ; At this time it was fashionable for the druggists to practice surgery in ad dition to pharmacy, and the Virginia j colony contained a large number of people who were proficient in both pro fessions. In Massachusetts the busi ness was largely In the hands of Indians, schoolmasters, old women and teachers. The Salem witchcraft de lusion retarded the spread of the drug gist for somo time la the Bay State, for the popular Impression fastened on the apothecaries a suspicion that they sold the potions that were supposed to produce tlip spells. Among those who suffered persecution at this time mixers of medicine appear to have been prominent The drug shop had not yet become a ; distinct institution. It was usually a branch of tho grocery or spice busi ness. In 1047 one Giles Forman of j Boston, had. however, firmly estab lished himself as devoting special at tention to phurmacy. In IG4K the first distinctive drug store In America was i opened in Boston by William Pavies. | —Lippiucott's. AwaKe on tne Tip question. i The regular patron was indignant' j as tlie waiter spilled the soup. | "You're tipsy!" he exclaimed. ! "Couldn't be on your tips. See?" re sponded the waiter, at least not so ine ' briated as to Impede his mental proc ! esses.—Philadelphia Ledger. The Home Paper ] i | of Danville. I I i Of course $ jix read ,| | Mil II i! 112 1 1 1 THE HEOPLEIS I Popular i A PER, I il Everybody Reads it. I 1 Publisher Ever* Mor "in Except Sunday : - I • - 1! No. lib. Mahu ngSt. j i Subscription :v:n -'• r Week. j A BUSINESS PARABLE.' You Cannot Fail to Appreciate the Point In Thi* Story. Cpce a farmer had 1,800 bushels of tvheat, which he sold not to s single grain merchant, hut to 1,800 different dealers, a bushel each. Ai. few <£ them paid him In cash, but tar the greater Somber said it was not convenient then; they would pay later. &. few months passed and the mail's tank account ran low. "How is this?" he said. "My 1,800 bushels of grain should have- kept me In aitluence until another crop Is raised, but I have parted with the grain and have Instead jnly a vast number of accounts, so small and scat tered that I cannot get around and col lect fast enough to pay expenses." So he posted up a public notice and asked all those who owed him to pay quickly. But few came. The rest said, "Mine Is only a small matter, and I will go and pay one of these diiys," for getting that, though each account was very small, when all were put together they meant a large sum to the man. Things went on thus. The man got to feeling so bad that he fell out of bed and awoke and, running to lild gran ary, found his 1,800 bushels of wheat still safe there. He had only been dreaming. Moral. —The next day the man went to the publisher of his paper and said: "Here, sir, Is the pay for your paper, and when next year's subscription Is due yon can depend on me to pay It promptly. I si owl In the position of an editor last night, and I know Low it feels to have one's honestly earned money scattered all over the country Ii small amounts."—Exchange. Scot Free. The expression "scot free," which Is In use every day, harks back to the times of Scottish romance and tragedy so luminously described by Sir Walter Scott in"The Antiquary" and "Rob Hoy." In these stirring tales wa are told of one form of Scottish trials giv en certain offenders of justice. He who had broken the law was digested of all of his clothing and placed at a certain distance from archers who had hows and arrows ready, waiting the command. "Fire!" When the com mand was given, the man under indict ment would begin running and the archers firing, and if in running this gantlet none of the arrows hit Him he was allowed togo scot free.—Exchange. ■RD orl A R.ella bie TO SHOP Tor all kind of Tin Roofing, Spoutine and CsneraS Job Work. Stoves, Heaters. Ran«*»» Furnaces, <a«o. PKKTBE LOWEST! 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