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Stir and put aside to set. Full Directions on Every Package Banner Lye is pulverized. The can may be opened and closed at will, per- mitting the use of a small quantity at a time. It is just the article needed in every household. It will clean paint, floors, marble and tile work, soften water, disinfect sinks, closets and waste pipes. Write for booklet “Uses of Banner Lye’ —free. The Penn Chemical Werks, Philadelphia THE QUIET LIFE Forty years ago Ezekiel Anders, A. B. Yale, aged twenty, came out of the cultured East and settled in a little trans-Mississippi town as professor of mathematics in Blockit College. “Mr. Anders,” said President Or- son, as he met the newcomer at the steamboat dock, “I shall be glad to have you make your home at our house. We are rough and crude here in the West, and perhaps you may feel more at home with us than else- where.” “Thank you, sir,” said Prof. An- ders, a tall, thin young man with small brown side whiskers and a seri- ous face. “You offer a pleasant solu- tion to a problem which has perplex- ed me greatly.” Prof. Anders moved his chest of books and his trunk into two rooms on the second floor of President Or- son’s cottage. There he settled down to a }ifetime of ‘teaching ‘trigono- metry, solid geometry and the higher mathematics. Before he was forty the irreverent students of Blockit College called him “Old Zeke,” and loved him as the personification of all that was schol- arly, gentle and unworldly. When Prof. Anders first came to live in the home of President Orson the other occupants of the house were the president, his wife and their daughter and only child, Alice, then a happy little girl of eight. From the beginning the professor and Alice were friends and chums. The professor read her little verses, told her wonderful tales of fairies, and on one occasion at least was de- tected down on all fours, with Miss Alice mounted in state upon his back. “He's a lion,” explained the little girl, as the professor scrambled up in embarrassment from the floor, “and I'm the liom tamer.” Which was, perhaps, truth than she imagined. When Prof. Anders had lived in the house ten years Miss Alice was a beautiful, blooming girl of eighteen. As the professor saw her budding into womanhood he started to shrink back into his shell. But the girl would not allow it. She Insisted on remain- ing in her old pesition of friendly inti- macy, and oven went so far as to dis- cover an unexpected fondness for the problems of higher mathematics. Twenty years went by without at all disturbing the relations of the four dwellers under the Orson roof. Miss Alice, a mature woman of twenty-eight, was looked upon as 8 riaiden lady who had deliberately chosen that part im life. She was even more beautiful than in the hey- day of her youth, and she took an ac- tive pert in all the secial life of the little coHege town. y Then suddenly, came the deluge. President Orson dled suddenly, and hie wite, strickem dy the shock, sur- vived him only a month, leaving Miss Alice an’ ‘prplian’ Prof. Anders felt that bis little world had beea shakem to pieces by a convulsion of nature. For 8 week after thé funeral of Mrs. Orson’ he was even. more absent:mind- ed than usual. Them ome evening he sat down at his desk in the corner of his sitting room and wrote the fol- lowing letter: “Dear Miss Alice: We—or at least I—are confronted with a most seri- ous and perplexing problem. I real- ize the impropriety of my remaining longer in your house now that you are without your natural protectors. At the same time I feel a strong, and, 1 believe, a natural reluctance to re- move myself and my possessions from their accustomed surroundings. This feeling has taken a most compelling hold upon me and makes me bold enough to suggest that possibly you, to some extent, may also be reluctant to see old associations broken by re- moval. If I am right in this sugges- tion, may I venture to suggest further that if you could see your way clear to a matrimonial alliance, with myself as one of the parties, I should feel myself honored far beyond my de- serts, and at the same time the prob- lem which confronts us would be solved. “Awaiting your reply with more than my usual impatience, I beg to remain your most obedient servant, “EZEKIEL ANDERS.” Having folded this letter and in- closed it ir a stamped envelope ad- dressed to Miss Alice Orson, the pro- fessor slipped out of the house, and, with many a glance behind ‘to see if he was observed, dropped it into the mail box two blocks away. Next morning the professor left the house an hour before the mail car rier arrived, and he sent home word during the afternoon that he would not return for dinner in the evening. nearer the TWhen he finally let himself in the house was in darkness. But on his desk he found the following note: “Dear Professor: 1 am glad that your mathematical training has put you on the track of the only reasom- able solution of the problem which ‘confronts us.’ I shall be glad to see you before your classes in the morn- ing. . Well, threes months later they were married. That was nearly twenty years ago. Prof. Anders and his wife, Alice, are still living, and if they are not the happiest married couple in the country there is at least no visible sign of the slightest ripple on the even tenor of their married life. The professor can still reach out in the dark and find his Horace in the same old place, and Mrs. Anders is still counted one of the prettiest women in her native State. And, in all essentials, this is a true tale, in nothing exaggerated or over- drawn.—H. M. H., in Chicago Tribune. AROMANCE OF ACADIA Evangeline West was riding on an errand of grave import, but stopped long enough at the foot of a steep de- clivity leading to a babbling brook te give her tired horse a long cool draught of the clear, swirling water before he forded the stream. He was a livery horse, hired at the railway station, no other means of rapid con- veyance being available. The young woman was home again of Evangeline, the Acadia of her heart. “Oh,” cried the girl, longing to hear‘ human voice, “surely This is the forest primeval, In the Acadian land on the shores of the basin of Minas. “Here, too, is Evangeline, but where is her Gabriel?” “At your service,” said a strong, masculine voice at her ear, startling her so that she dropped her bridle rein over her horse’s head. She turn- ed and saw a man in clerical garb, one of the traveling preachers of the pro- vince, and looked at him ungraciously, annoyed at his quick application of her impromptu question addressed solely to herself. Giving him a cool nod she attempted to secure her bridle, which was entirely beyond her reach. Her horse, feeling its free- dom, sprang forward, fording the brook with a rapid bound and gallop- ing up the further side at a pace that nearly unseated his rider. It would have served her right if the new Gabriel had left her to her fate, but after a lapse of time enough for him to observe her plight, and as she thought angrily enjoy it, he rode up gently, not to hasten the speed of Evangeline’s horse, caught the errant bridle and restored it to her hand. “Peter Grant, at your service.” he said, touching his hat stiffly. “I am on my way to visit a very sick wo- man. Pardon me,” and with a leap his horse shot ahead and was gone. “He knows how to ride a horse if he is a minister,” thought Evangeline. “Peter Grant! Why, we were school- mates, but he has forgotten me.” Then she urged her horse forward, for s too, was going to see a sick woman, her dearest friend, Aunt Mag- gle, bad been ailing for some time; and she had been delayed and had heard no tidings for some days. A few more miles of hard riding and Miss West reached a farmhouse of the old Arcadian type, with fifty-year mosses on its unpainted roof and a well sweep of antiquated pattern pic turesquely adorning the yard. An- other horse was picketed there, and it saluted her with a whinny—it was the animal Peter Grant so vigorously be strode. “Oh!” she cried out im sudden alarm, “cam it De possible that Auat Mag gle ie the very sick weman he was coming to visit? I pray that I may not bj too late!” Ww a with corrugated brows and Bas! pmes sang the words in a weird discord; to which the preacher added a robust and melodious bass. Evangeline held a vigorous hand and bade them stop. “Don’t you see that she is far too f11 for this sort of thing? All leave the room please, and let her have air I will take care of her now.” “She should be permitted to make her pe, with God,” the Rev. Peter Grant partly from habit and partly #rom conviction. He knew who this young woman was now, and dared to combat her aggressive action. “She never had any falling out with Him,” Evangeline said reverently, “but now that you know who I am and why I am here, you will leave her to me. I am her nearest relative, but more than that I am a trained nurse and thoroughly familiar with a fev- er case. Where is the doctor—she surely has medical care?’ “He has given her up,” said one of the retreating women, with a sly sat- isfaction. “Given her up! How dared he? And why do you speak of such a possibile ity before her?” “Qh, she doesn’t sense anything that is said now,” complained one of the cronies, taking a reluctant depart- ure. The ‘preacher took himself off with the others, but he gained a reluctant consent to call the next day to learn how the sick woman was doing. He did not really expect to find her alive, and his slow, well-regulated faculties received a healthy shock wien Van- gie, ideal in her nurse’s gewn and white cap and apron, informed him that she had moved the sick woman from the soutl room to the north room, from which the stuffy carpet and obstructing furniture had been removed. “I have telegraphed for ice and a modern doctor, and she is drinking cool spring water, and is better al- ready. Have you never heard of Aunt Maggie's goodness and charity to all who need help and consolatiom—how she brought up a poor orphan child, gave ‘her a home and the love of a moti¥r, teaching her the value of right living and unselfishness? I was that child. And I am not going to let her die—not yet.” “And may I not see her again?” “Oh, yes. You may come and preach the gospel of cheerfulness to her when I think her strong enough,” and Evangeline gave her would-be Gabriel a wicked little smile, that the | man—not the perfectly. time his darts regardless of | Record-Herald. | | | | THE CRUCIAL POINT BY W. D. NESBIT, Henry K. Bliggers was an inventor. Qften had he burned the midnight oll, even when it was at 3 more than ordinarily high price per gallon, that he might turn his weighty brain upon some problem that was then, or might at some future time, be pestering hu- manity. For instance, his justly cele- brated device for preventing cats after several years of absence during from singing on the back fence of which she had improved her time and pigpts would have been an inestima- opportunities, and she was glad 10 | jj penefit to humanity were it not return to her native heath, the land | yh5¢ jt involved the catching of the cat. It was a neatly devised muzzle with a gauze tip that gave pussy every advantage of breathing, but which so pressed upon her vocal cords that she could not lift her tune- ful voice in cadenzas, arias and rou- lades of passiom, wrath, melancholy or just plain, simple cat joy. That is, it did this theoretically. To make the invention work it was necessary to have a back fence and a cat singing thereon. Even the most obtuse per- son will concede that it is a plain proposition to get the fence, but to get the cat is another matter en- tirely. Mr. Bliggers had often taken his in- vention in his hand and, filled with grim determination and the essence of inspiration, had gone fenceward, only to find the melodious feline had gone thenceward synchronously, so to speak. He would always find the fence," but it was catless when he reached it. His ‘wife was cruel enough to in- sinuate that he was a better cat- silencer than his invention. But wo- man is ever the curber of ambition and the throttler of high resolves. But, then, that has nothing to do with Henry K. Bliggers and his in- ventions, He would have tried to fix up a snake trap for Cleopatra had he lived in her day, and he would have been too deeply interested in the pur- suit of his experiments to pay much attention to her, anyway. Henry was a man who placed his work before mere pleasure, he was. 2 To resume. Mr. Bliggers struck a new idea dur- ing the recent coal famine. It was not a briquette, nor an oil burner, nor a mechanical board of arbitration that should get its pictures im the papers and be interviewed merely by pressing a button or pulling a string. Bliggers had the welfare of humanity at heart, and besides he had no time to read the papers, so did not know what were the demands of the hour in that direction, To him the great de- mand was for a smoke consumer. He figured that enough smoke was wast- ed every day to keep the population of the world hot for a whole year. So he collected all his springs and pipes and wheels and things, and built a lit- tle shed In the backyard. There, from the remains of two unsuccessful air- ships, a sinkless submarine beat, and a defective hydraulic pump he con- structed a smoke consumer that work- od wonderfully on paper. He comput- ed the thing by algebra and demon- strated it by geometry. There simply was no reason why, if so much smoke should be delivered over a given area of the firebox, a beautifully bright and even flame should not result. Figures don’t lle, and Henry K. Bliggers had figures that showed air pressure and foot pounds and caloric units till you couldn’t rest. So prac- tical did his invention seem that he had little trouble im assembling a small party of financiers, who prom- ised to back the invention if it was a success. The day for the test arrived, and Bliggers had the back yard all cleaned up, with chairs neatly arranged for the accommodation of his moneyed guests. A six-inch pipe led from the smokestack of the sausage factory across the alley, to supply the neces- sary fuel for the smoke consumer. When the investigators were all ready, Henry turmed the valve that admitted the smoke and lit the burn- er beneath the firebox. To the dis- may of himself and the unconcealed amusement of the inspectors, a dense black volume of smoke came from all parts of the invention. With true confidence in his own work, Bliggers had neglected to provide it with a flue, for, being intended to utterly consume the smoke, there was no rea- son why it should have a vent of any sort. After half an hour of puttering and shifting of valves and pipes, the lead- er of the capitalists arose and said that he must be going, that he had some business to attend to. lett, however, he turned to the dis- comfited Bliggers and said: “It was my impression, Sir, that we were invited here to see a demonstra- tion of some sort. May I inquire what you have demonstrated?” “You may, Sir,” replied Bliggers, rubbing the smoke from his eyes. “You may. And I will tell you what I have demonstrated. I have clearly shown that this smoke is incombusti- ble!” Last week Bliggers had remodeled the smoke consumer, and confided to his friends that he was on the ve of perfecting a machine that would make ice by extracting the natural heat from the water, and at the same time could be used as a milk come denser and cider press. But some- how the public faith in his inventions had been shaken, The Voice of Wisdom. “If the nose of Cleopatra had beem minister—understood | shorter, the whole face of the earth It certainly is wonderful | would have been changed.’—Pascal. how that rascally god Cupid delivers | and | | place.—Mrs. M. L. Rayne, in Chicago | Success Achieved. All men are born equal, but some become walking delegates. Before he. FARMS FOR SALE! Two first class Farms in Elk Lick Township. One containing 280 acres, with Brick House and large Barn, also Tenement House and Barn. One containing 168 acres, with good House, Barn and Tenement House. Also about 80 acres of Unim- proved Land. For further in- formation apply to R. S. GARRETT, tf Elk Lick, Pa. [& GOTO WM.G. HILLER for fine tailoring and suits that fit perfectly. We guarantee satisfaction. That’s why we are the leading tailors of Somerset gonnty. Main street, Meyersdale, a. tf FOR SALE !—A fine Bay Mare, quiet and gentle. A good family animal for buggy and light farm work. Apply to Mrs. M. B. Turner, Elk Lick, Pa. 3-10 A BARGAIN FOR FARMERS. The New-York Tribune Farmer, na- tional illustrated agricultural weekly of twenty large pages, has no superior as a thoroughly practical and helpful publication for the farmer and every member of his family, and the publish- ers are determined to give it a circula- tion unequalled by any paper of its class in the United States. Knowing that every enterprising, up- to-date farmer always reads his own local weekly newspaper, The New- York Tribune Farmer has made an ex- ceedingly liberal arrangement which enables us to offer the two papers at so low a price that no farmer can afford to lose the opportunity. The price of The New-York Tribune Farmer is $1.00 a year and THE SoMER- sET CouNTY STAR is $1.50 a year, but both papers will be sent for a full year if you forward $1.50 to THE Star, Elk Lick, Pa. Send your name and address to The New-York Tribune Farmer, New York City, and a specimen copy of that paper will be mailed to you, tf ig gt Our Calendars. As per announcement of Jan. 28th THE STAR has issued an additional sup- gly of handsome art calendars. They are in two designs, one showing a hand- some street scene of our own town, the other a handsome picture of the old stone bridge one mile east of Grants ville, Md. We printed no calendars showing Tub Mill Run Falls, as we had intended. owing. to the fact that the cut we intended to use did not give satisfaction. Our calendars are fine works of art, and they are for distribution among Star subscribers only. The conditions upon which they can be obtained were stated in our issue of Jan. 28th, but we have since decided to modify the cen- ditions somewhat, as follows: Every subscriber whose subscription is paid to date is entitled to one calendar. Subscribers in arrears must pay at laaxt $1.00 on account in order to get one, and new subscribers must pay at I a-t 50 cents for a three-month sub- .eription. Subscribers whe cannot eall at our office for their calendars, must remit d cents to pay pcstage, or 10 cents il a copy of both calendars is wanted. Subscribers desiring more than one calendar, will be required to pay 10 cents for each extra copy, besides the postage, if calendars are to be sent by mail. tf Si pa Acmeisms. How can a man be up against it when he gets turned down? The man who is wise enough to profit by advice doesn’t need any. If silence is golden, there are a lot of free-silver advocates in existence. A reputation is a good thing to get, but you've got to keep hustling to maintain it. The man who hss the courage to make mistakes is the man who makes good in the battle of life. —Ex. OLD PAPERS for sale at THE Star office. They are just the thing for pantry shelves, wrapping paper and cartridge paper for the miners. Five cents buys a large roll of them. tf A GOOD COMBINATION, DIRT CHEAP. Until further notice we will give you THe Star and the New York Tribune Farmer, both one year, for only $1.50 cash. This offer is good to all new subscribers, also to all old ones who pay all arrears and a year in advance. The Tribune Farmer easily stands at the head of the hist of agricultural pa- pers. It is large, finely illustrated and published every week. Address all or- ders to THE STAR, EIk Lick, Pa. P®- CLOCK REPAIRING, Gune smithing and many other kinds of re- pair work done neatly, promptly and substantially. All work left at the Theoph. Wagner residence will be promptly attended to, at reasonable prices, by the undersigned. BEN. WAGNER, tf , Salisbury, Pa. Foley’s Honey ana Tar for children,safe,sure. No opiates. Foley’s Kidney Cure makes kidneys and bladder right.
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