TO A WATERFOWL. Whither, midst falling dew, ‘While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, through their rosy depths, thou pursue Thy solitary way? Far, dost Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted in the crimson sky, Thy figure fioats along. Seek’st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or Whore the rocking billows rise and On Gi chafed ocean-side? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air,— Gone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far he ight, the cold, thin atmos- phere Yet Soop not, we ary, to the mud, Thoug wn the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; shall bend, reeds Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast give And she Ji not soon depart: He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, the long way alone Will lead my steps aright. —William Cullen Bryant. In that I must tread STATS PINT AET- RAPS AT RPS PAPITATA TANT L.2 IAAT A Pair of Prospectors. A NARRATIVE WHICH INVOLVES SOME UNWRITTEN LAWS. By WILL LEVINGTON COMFORT. OMIT RR aS The tale of how a gold rush started up Mammon Canyon, came back to Palo Pinto, where it began, in frag- ments, much the same as a herd of cattle is rounded up on the home range after a stampede. It was pieced together and calmed into a rea- sonable narrative by Nip Fowler, who is the Palo Pinto correspondent for all existing newspapers. Here are the facts: There was Ditsey pector; there was “Fire-pox,” a strang- er burdened with many devils; and there was Frek Muldoon, the second, a master of men, guns and trials. These three carried out a drama of few words. Ditsey was down to the rinds and gristle of his last stake and looking for a “pardner” to go uu the Mammon with him for the gold cure. No one offered until “Fire-pox” drifted into Palo Pinto. Following is Nip Fowl- er's description of the stranger: ‘He had no word to say about who or what he was, but he looked bad to us—bad and twitchy and suspicious. A quick step behind and he'd leap about like a cat caught snoopin’ what knows better. He was pocked. Oh, yes, he was pocked—deep and red like har- vest moons. So we named him. His eyes were busy and small and shiny black, and the whites were yellow. His ears were pointed like his teeth, and his lips were paper-thin. We saw he had left something behind that.did not lay easy, but Ditsey was looking for a pardner and didn stipulate a sky-blue past. He wanted a man to do his half, and when ‘Fire-pox’ said he'd go, Ditsey said ‘buen.’ Two days after they pulled up the canyon with three burros.” : The stranger didn’t prove entertain- ing, but he could work and travel and handle packs. He used a bivouac for eating and sleepir purposes only, but hé knew all about the creepings and hidings of the yellow virgin who makes the harlequins of the many. Dit- sey was pleased.- He figured that their joint .capacity would start a rush up the canyon. And he was right. _ One dawn when Palo Pinto was three weeks ‘behind, Ditsey opened his eyes to find that his pardner was be- Fornerook, pros- yond the camp circle and that no breakfast was in progress. A few min- utes afterward, “Fire-pox” crawled in. His eyes were as big- as walnuts, bright as fire and mad as poison. He jerked up when he saw that the other was awake. “Couldn’t sleep,” be croaked. “Sun must a-whacked me, yvisterday. Take the packs on. Ill rest a spell an’ ketch up ’long towards nightfall.” ‘Ditsey believed 1 letting a good man have his little peculiarities. He swallowed some crackers and jerked beef and set out with the burros, ask- ing no questions. He may have deter- ‘mined upon a peeled -eye policy in con- nection with “Fire-pox.” He may have deemed it peculiar that a sun-mad bud- dle should have turrecd up in the gray morning with his pick in his hands, limestone dust upon his boots, sweat upon his face, and an unholy light in his eyes. But this is conjecture end the facts are not yet spent. It was the middle of the afternoon and Ditseyv was pushing on alone. There had been no sound from behind for nine solid hours. The sun struck the east wall of the canyon and show- ered down, hot as cinders. The man and the burros clattered around a swerve of the gorge, and all beheld ahead an untethered buckskin pony and a little man sitting upon a rock, placidly smoking a cigarette. It was Frek Muldoon, II. His real name is forgotton. He called himself after the greatest trail- er of them all, the man who stopped the lone war of Crooked Knife, Apa- che. Like the first Muldoon, he worked alone, shot from the hip, brought back his man and drank him- self still in dull seasons. Moreover, he was of the same jockey-build, and, like the first Frek, could bide his thirst, camel-fashion. In short, a man would be just as safe running with a can of nitro-glceriné through a jammed freight house in the dark as to have the second Frek on his trail.e “Hullo, sheriff,” Ditseyv called pleas- antly. “Say,” Muldeon questioned, squinting up at the other, “who're you hitched to this trip?” Ditsey grew wise, looking at tae Iit- tle, scarred, gritty face below He scrutinized the canyon and the sky, and answered mildly. ‘’Pears t’ me, I'm hittin’ it up alone, sheriff.” Muldoon was quiet for a half min- ute, then volunteered: “I'm out fur a sneak, Ditsey, that’s too mean fur shootin’. That's why I'll take him back alive—allus exceptin’ the chance that he squirms. If he squirms, I ride back to Campinas alone, and I guess the populace will take my word fur his funeral. I crossed the canyon two days ago back at the Mutton trail. The trail said thay was two of you, Ditsey, quit lyin’!” “Is the chap you want a young feller with a clean face, sheriff?’ the pros- pector asked craftily, after a pause. “I reckon you couldn't miss it wid- ’ Muldoon remarked. His squintly black eves were storming the other’s intelligence. “What did he do over your way— this feller?” Forncrook raltered. “Among other trifles, he killed a man fur money—a decent man! He's clean loco when there's money in sight!” There was another pause, in which the prospector struggled with primary laws and a memory of the morning; while Muldoon listened intently, his ear close to the limestone wall of the canyon. The latter raised his head finally with a smile as hard and cold ac ice. “I've known you fur years, Ditsey,” he said slowly. “You ain’t ne.crathin arburtus that ’ud sicken an’ die if the props was knocked frum under. There ain't no better man in these parts, but if you've happened onto a prick-eared, dirty-eyed, pox-branded pardner, then I'm going to, take him back to Campinas, er leave him here fur the pore vultures. Somebody’s comin’!” Muldoon read all that he cared to know in the face of the other. He bent forward to listen a second time; and just at this instant Ditsey leaped upon him. The weapons of the little sheriff were taken away without tend- erness. “l want t’ return th’ compliment, sheriff,” the man on top panted. “Thar ain't a better man than you in these parts—but he’s my pardner! So fur es I knows, he’s been square—done his day’s work each daylight, ‘ceptin’ today. I can’t stand by, sheriff—you see, I can’t, being his pardner!” “I didn’t think you’d do it, Ditsey,” Muldoon muttered with little appear- ance of hate. “I'm his pardner, sheriff! I hopes I didn’t hurt you!” “If vou’d a-stumbled onto any gold,” Muldoon said gloomily after a moment, “he’d a-been workin’ it alone. That's the sort'of a pardner he'd a-been to you. I'll get him Ditsey!” “I've taken care of one Forncrook when this was a newer country, sher- ig Thus they represented their laws while the twilight crawled up from the river-bed and dimmed the ribbon of sky. They both heard footsteps now, but as “Fire-pox” turned the swerve of the gorge, only Muldoon saw him. Ditsey was covering the sheriff with all his eves and Some metal reinforce- ment. “Here's a man ses he wants you, Fire-pox.” Forncrook called without moving his head. “Ef you don’t want t’ see him, grab a snack o’ provisions from the packs an’ git! I'll keep the sheriff here till th’ mornin’!” There was a low, shaking cry from “Fire-pox”’ then a frenzied clatter of boots, which sound the distance ¢ ly dwindled. “Th’ scut!” Ditsey muttered. Muldoon’s lips were curled contempt uously, “You ought to have seen th’ sneak creepin’—creepin’ ‘round th’ bend, his hand at his holster,” he re- marked absently. “He didn’t seem t be lookin’ for his pardner with love in his heart. I'll git him! By the way, Ditsey, drop your gun. TI’ll stick till mornin’. My word! T’wont be no both- er t’ jerk him up. He didn’t stop fur a sandwich even!” The prospector promptly turned over the other’s weapon. “Let’s eat somepin, sheriff,” he said thoughtfully. Partly because he had a violent idea, and partly because the sheriff and the other had gone back, Ditsey turned toward Palo Pinto in full daylight. He drew up at nightfall at the camp where ‘“Fire-pox” had complained of heat troubles, and asked to be left alone. In the earliest light of the next day, Ditsey set about bis idea. He 5 reme: mber h welcome | | “Fire-pox” had come h sweat aad stone dust ; he remembered POX’S” eyes, and what the sheriff had said about his man being “clean loco when there's money in s » he recalled the sher- iff’s word picture of “Fire-pox” coming around the swerve in the darkening rd w ick canyon. A little search, and yet a little more search, and Ditsey came to a spot low down on the canyon wall which was covered with artificial plaster and dry shrubs. He scraped away the artful coating and beheld a golden promise which “Fire-pox” had schemed to develop alone. And Ditsey was humiliated most of all because it was proven that another man’s eyes were keener for. © ns’ than his own. He lingered there alone for many days enthralled in study. It Was no belated outcropping, but one of na- ture's great caches. When there re- mained but provisions to see him back to’ Palo Pinto he staked out exactly the claim he wanted and left the spot, jealous of the sun above and the wa- ter beneath. ; He was surprised to find that the hunted “Fire-pox” had not left the canyon at the Mutton Trail crossing. At least the tracks of Muldoon’s pony continued beyond, and that was enough. It was the fourth midday; Ditsey saw a black moving clot on the river bank 200 yards ahead. The burros jerked up often as the blotch was neared and sniffed the sudden oppres- sions of the air. The man strained forward, chilled, vet sweating. A vul- ture arose with a roar that shocked the canyon—then others! Ditsey’s un- derstanding was al!l but complete. Which had fallen—the sheriff or his man? Ditsey passed by, brushing the far wall of the canyon, choked by the hot blasts of tainted air. A boot pro- truded. The sole was broad and flat —in no way akin to the sheriff's. Frek Muldoon was likely spending his re- ward bv this time back in Campinas. Evidently “Fire-pox” had squirmed. Back in Palo Pinto at length, Dit- sey Forncrook told a tale that touched upon the finish of “Fire-pox” and turned half the town up the canyon for claims.—New York Evening Post. SCARCITY OF WHALEBONE. Monster of the Deep Which Furnished the Article Nearly Extinct. Experts say there is only about six tons of whalebone left in the world. That means that the Greenland whale that carries about half a ton of the “hone” in its cavern of a mouth, is well nigh extinct,” says London Mod- ern Society. Ten or 12 of these gigan- tic whales yét roam. the Arctic seas, and when these are killed there are none to take their place. There are other species of whales that yield ba- | leen, or whalebone, but it is coarse and small, pared to the great shining plates, eight or ten feet long, which are taken from the mouth of the Greenland whale. The cachelot, or sperm whale, is hunt- ed for its oil and its spermaceti; it possesses no baleen, having instead a row” of stout white teeth yielding ex- ‘cellent ivory. : Whalebone is curious stuff, being light, flefixible, tough, and elastic to a degree that renders it unique for many purposes. , ‘Steel has taken its place in ‘the umbrella trade and in corset man- ufacture, but whalehone holds its own in the bést dressmaking. establish- ments. . There are mechanical brush- es, too, which must be made of. whale- bone until, indeed, some : other" sub- stance is invented or discovered equal- ‘ly durable and springy... An old law, never yet repealed, gives the whale- bone of any derelict whale found on the coasts of Britain, to the queen con- sort “for her own use and behoof, and the busking of _the bodices of her dames and maids.” “ Queen Cargline, . consort of George In, claimed this perquisite when . a Greenland whale came ashore on the Norfolk coast. It was the time of hopped petticoats and long stiff bod- ices, and the _aqueen’s delight. in re- ceiving such an unexpected supply of stiffening is chronicled in a letter from pretty Mary Bellenden to Lady Suf- folk: “And I, too, have my share,” the maid of honor finished triumphantly. QUAINT AND CURIOUS. Forty-five only of the crew of the linér Kaiser William’ II, are ordinary sailors, . the remaining, 555 being mechanics, etc. : A man who: lives at Belfast, Me. claims to have the record for railroad accidents, having recently been in six within forty-eight hours. On the German Emperor’s birthday e inhabitants of Cologne are allowed ty cross the Rhine bridge free, provid- d they go on foot. Carriages pay as sual. Penobscot county claims the oldest horse in Maine, if not in the country. His name is Tommy Fostlett. He is forty-two vears old, and there is no question about his age. Expert mountaineers who require three hours or more to ascend the snowy slope of the Mexican volcano Popocatepetl can slide down the same slope safely in ten minutes. Mr. H. C. Robinson, who has spent two years in scientific investigation in the Mallay peninsula, recently exhib- ited to the zoological section of the British association a specimen of a fish know as the “mud hopper,” which by means of strong fins under its body is able to move about on land for dis- tances of at least twenty yards from | its watery mests In the swamps. and in no way to be com- } KEYSTONE STATE GULLINGS CRYTZER EXONERATED. Coroner's Jury Finds That He did Not Maliciously Give His Friend Poison for Whisky. As the result of drinking poison, given him as a practical joke by a friend who was not aware of the na- ture of the fluid, John N.’ Henry, a well-known citizen of Kittanning, died in terrible agony. It is said that George Crytzer, a constant compan- ion of Henry, had taken a bottle at the residence of Thomas Steffy with the intention of playing a joke on Hen- ry. From a slight test he judged it to be nauseous, but harmless. He met Henry on the street about 6:30 o'clock in the morning as he was go0- ing to work. Henry asked Crytzer if he had anything to drink, as the morn- ing was chilly. Crytzer replied in the affirmative and handed the bottle of poison to Henry, who took a long pull at it. In less than five minutes Henry collapsed in the street and had to be carried home. The coroner’s jury in the investiga- tion of the death of John N. Henry, of Kittanning, who took poison for whis- ky a few days ago, has returned a ver- dict finding that George Crytzer, who gave Henry the bottle which he thought contained whisky, did not do so with any malicious intent, and exonerated Crytzer from any blame in connection with Henry’s death. Crytzer, who has been in the county jail awaiting the result of the inquest, has been releas- ed from custody. The first serious trouble since the union men were locked out at the plant of the Rochester Tumbler Com- pany, owned and formerly operated by the National Glass Company, oc- curred Monday night, resulting in the killing of Frank Johnston, a union workman; the serious wounding. of Detective Charles Patterson, a coal and iron policeman employed at the glass plant; and the injury of a num- ber of union and non-union men. Eli Webb, 76 years old, was struck by a work train on the Pittsburg, Vir- ginia and Charleston railroad near Monongahela and died as a result of his injuries. He was walking on the tracks and stepped in front of the work train to avoid a passenger train that he saw approaching. He has nine daughters and one son living in Monongahela. The National bank statements just issued show that the 20 national banks of Fayette county have on deposit the sum of $8,238,392 88, which is $349, 794 88 larger than at this time last year. The total resources of the 20 banks reach the grand total of $12,- 373,127 17, and loans ‘and discounts $6,982,007 29. The Cochran Coal Company of Daw: son has purchased 400 acres of coal land in Cass county, West Virginia, from Aaron J. Garlow of Morgantown. Sev eral acres of ‘the tract front onthe ‘Monongahela river. The ccal sold -at $100: to $125 an acre, the purchase price being $46,000. Mark N. Cochran of Dawson .is president of the com- pany. After being closed down since last December the 225 ovens of the H. C. Frick company’s plant at Dorothy, a half-mile west of Latrobe, will be fired up this next week. The resumption is due to an improvement in the coke trade. The plant has been shipping coal since January, but beginning next week nothing but coke will be shipped. Mark Kelly, a laborer. of Robbins Station, committed suicide in Browns- ville by cutting his throat. Doctors worked with him two hours. A silver tube was placed in his windpipe and the neck sewed up, but he died. He was 30 years old, and gave no reason for the act. © The Graceton coke works, the larg- est of the kind in Indiana county, wilt resume operationg about May 1, after’ a shutdown of four months. Between 400 and 500 men will be given employ- ment when all plant are put into operation. Judge Patton has handed “down an opinion refusing to .grant the peti- tion ‘of W. H. Carnahan, of Apollo, who sought to have the court rule that under the act of 1903, which provides for the election of councilmen, he had been elected. The board of directors have decid- ed to establish a training school for nurses at the Uniontown Hospital.— The application for a new trial for Mrs. Kate Soffel and her. manager, Louis Lesser, will come up Thursday. The town of Kittanning is some- what stirred up over the finding of a bottle in: the river at Wheeling, re- ported to contain a letter written by Mildred Hawk, of Kittanning. No person of that name is known there. Percy Donner, who is in Lima, Pe- ru, in the interests of a Pittsburg im- provement company, in a letter states that he has been held up for a week by earthquakes which have stopped transit between Lima and Bolivia. The congestion of the Free Meth- odist Church at Monaca has been pre- sented with two lots on Monaca Heights by A. J. Welch, and will erect a new frame church at once. The Butler Methodist Episcopal congregation has purchased the prop- erty adjoining its chureh and will erect a handsome parsonage. The old parsonage has been sold. Martin Conroy, 30 years old, was killed by a fall of slate in a mine near Irwin, Pa. He leaves a wife and two children. Rev. J. Q. A. McDowell, for 18 years pastor of the Second United Presby- terian church at New Castle, has ac- cepted a call from the North Side United Presbyterian church at Dan- ville, Ky. The Northumberland county Demo- cratic convention, nominated G. C. Stahl, of Milton, and William O’Con- nor, of Shamokin, as candidates for the state house of representatives. The case of the Commonwealth against Milovar Kovovick, which has been appealed to the Supreme Court, will be argued at Philadelphia, Mon- day, April 18. eral departments of the HOUR GLASS HOUSES. Peculiar Structures Seen in the Kame’ chatka Peninsula. All through thenorthwestern portion of the peninsula of Kamchatka there are villages of houses shaped like huge hour-glasses. Mr. W. B. Vander- lip, in his book, “In Search of a Sibe- rian Klondike,” describes his first view of these peculiar structures. As we drew near the village came swarming out with a pack of mongrel curs at their heels; and over the edge of each hour-glass house appeared the heads of the women and children, all eager to get a glimpse of such a novel sight as a foreign face. As I tumbled out of my sledge, I was surrounded by the filthiest lot of natives I had vet seen. The people were kind and pleasant, and seemed bent on shaking hands with me. I was pressed on all sides with invita- tions to enter one and another of the curious houses. As I stood there. debating what I should do, the chief of the village el- bowed his war through the crowd, took me by the hand, and led me to the largest of the huts. In order to enter we had to go up a ladder to the height of ten feet or more. This lad- der was a log of driftwood, split down the centre, and provided with little holes in which to put the toes. The natives have very small feet, and I found the holes in the ladder too small to insert my tces, but I managed to scramble to the top. . I was now standing on the edge of an inverted octagonal cone, made of logs lashed together. The inside or crater of the affair, which was about 18 feet across, sloped down at an an- gle of about fifteen degrees to the cen- tre, where there was a hole leading down to the interior of the house. The hole also sufficed for a chimney. and to enter the hpuse one had to go down a ladder through the smoke. Santa Claus is said to come from the north, and it might well be among this peo- ple that he originated, for here every- body enters his house by way of the chimney. The flaring circle of logs protects the onening of the house from being covered up with drifting snow. More- over, the high scaffolding thus provid ed is an excellent storehouse, upon which all sorts of things can be placed without fear of molestation from wild animals. I followed the chief down the ladder through the smoke. The hole was two feet wide and three feet long. I found myself in a semi-subterranean apart- ment, 30 feet in diameter and 15 feet high. As we stood on the floor, our heads were about level with the gen- surface of the ground. The frame was strongly built of timbers, evidently driftwood. In these rooms one would naturally expect the worst in the matter of ven- tilation, and I was surprised to find that it was exceptionally good. An air shaft is so arranged that it enters the room near the floor on one side. The draft, made by the heat of the fire rising through the smoke hole, causes pure air to be drawn through this ven- tilating shaft. What Mile Posts Are For. “Will you explain just the practical benefit of mile posts along a railroad track?” asked an inquisitive traveler of Superintendent Schaff of the Peoria & Eastern as they flew past one of the white painted posts. “So far as the general public is con- cerned,’ don’t suppose that mile posts are of any particular benefit. The traveler can tell by looking out the car window how far he is from terminal points, but in that he is not greatly interested. “Some people like. to figure out from the mile posts how far they have traveled or how far they have to go, and there are not a few who like to time the speed of trains by the mile posts. But that is not what the posts are for. In the office of the division superintendent is a profile, or diagram, showing the location of every one of these posts. “If an accident occurs, a rail breaks, a car lets down, or anything out of the ordinary happens between stations, the superintendent is notified of the proximity of the mishap to some par- ticular mile post and thus the spot can be located and men are sent there at once, and they can go in a hurry, for they know where the place is. Otherwise they would have to move slowly between stations until the’spot was found, and this means a loss of time much more valuable than the price of the mile posts, and it would be pretty hard to railroad successfully without them.” A Salvini Incident. The late Alexander Salvini was once playing Hamlet in a small Wis- consin town. "The theatre was the crudest of structures, and the stage had been contrived for the occasion by the simple device of elevating a platform on four posts. When the gravedigging scene was reached a draft of cold air blew up through the aperture in the stage, and not only caused the gravediggers’ teeth to chatter, but played freaks with their garments. Salvini, entering with Horatio, heard from the grave only a strange jumble of words bitten in pieces by the first clown’s clicking teeth. But when he saw the loose garments of the workmen flapping iocularly in the breeze the irrelevant sight was too much for him, and laughed checked his speech. He tried to say, “Has this fellow no feeling of his business that he sings at gravemaking?”’ but he had to turn his face away from the audience and laugh, while the gravediggers carried the scene along with much fuss of occupation with pick and spade till Hamlet had recov- ered his gravity. ’ replied the superintendent, “I Grain Corners and Joseph's Dream. Sir William Willcock, an irrigation expert, explaining Joseph’s famous forecast of the famine in Egypt by the theory that he somehow, while in prison, got on to the fact that the King of Upper Egypt wes tmout to get possession of Hanar, a fortified is- land at the head of the dike !y which the reservoir of Lake Moeris was con- trolled. Lower Egypt was dependent upon the waters of Lake Mczris for ir- rigation, and it was easy to see that if the rival King at Thebes got Hanan crops would be bad in Northern Egypt, which-was then ruled by the invading Hyksos. Joseph’s advice to the Hyk- sos King—based, perhaps, on inside information from Theban prisoners in- carcerated with rhim—was to the effect that the immense fleet being con- structed by the Thebans might cap- ture Hanar, in which case it would be politic to have accumulated supplies of grain to tide over the coming per- iod of scarcity. The King saw the force of Joseph's businesslike sugges- tion and gave him charge of the en- tire enterprise of acquiring and ware- housing the crops. Joseph's predictions was verified by the event, according to Sir William. Hanar was taken by the Thebans, a protracted famine ensued and the King’s corner in grain was a great suc- cess, as’ the people had to pay any price the Pharaoh demanded. But af- ter a time the Hyksos King recap- tured control of Lake Moeris, where upon the land, which had long remain- ed fallow, was again irrigated and produced enormous crops. Such is the explanation given by the British sa- vant of Joseph’s wonderful dream and promotion. It is not explained, how- ever, how Joseph knew just how many vears the famine ‘would last. If the story is correct, the first corner in grain will have to be dated back some thousands of years. FITS permanently cured. 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Germany possesses the only known workable deposit of potash. minerals in the world, and they have been for many years in a trust. .More than half the output comes to America to be combined with Florida phosphate or fertilizer. Lighting and Water. It is practically impossible to cause an electric spark of high electromotive force to leap from one surface of a liquid to another. For this reason it is rare that lightning strikes the surface of water. How’s This? We offer One Hundred Dollars Reward for any case of Catarrh that cannot be cured by Hall’s Catarrh Cure. F. J. CrENEY & Co., Toledo, O. We, the undersigned, have known FE. J. Cheney for the last 15 years, and believe him perfectly honorable in all business transac- tions and financially able to carry out any obligations made by their firm. Vrs TrUAX, Wholesale Druggists, To. ledo, O, . WaLDING, KINNAN & Marviy, Wholesale Druggists, Toledo, O. Hall's Catarrh Cure is taken internally, act- ing directly upon the blood and mucous sur- . faces of the system. Testimonials sent free, Price, 75¢. per bottle. Sold by all Druggists. Take Hall’s Family Pills-for constipation Has Right to Pray for Japan. At least one man in Missouri piously prays that victory may perch on the banner of the Jap in the war now be- ing waged. This is Colonel John So- bieski, of Richmond, lineal heir of King John Sobieski, of Poland. Costly Sets of Dickens’. ; At a cost of $130,000 a set, ten sets of the works of Charles Dickens, in 130 volumes, are being printed by a local publishing house. When com- pleted about eight years from now, they will be sent to J. Pierpont Mor- gan, the Duke of Westminster, and eight other men of wealth. The books will be printed on rare parchment, such as is said not to have been used for 400 years, and will be illuminated by French and Italian artists.—N,,Y. Times. : Properties of Asbestos. The terrible disaster in the Iroquois Theatre at Chicago has attracted uni- versal attention to the singular sub- stance, asbestos, which can be carded like wool and formed into fire-proof cloth or paper. Asbestos belongs to the hornblende type of like between the vegetable and animal kingdoms. It is, says Mr. A. F. Collins, at once fibrous and crystalline, elastic and brit- tle heavy as rock in the crude state, yet light as thistle-down when me- chanically treated. The best asbestos for the manufacture of fire-proof cloth comes from lower Canada. It is found in narrow seams, about an inch and a quarter in thickness, sometimes verti- cal and sometimes horizontal in the containing rock. As it comes from the rock it is worth $200 a ton; but the long-fibres stripped ready for spinning and weaving, are worth $1,500 a ton. 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