mh Sa FM A Ce ai SUNRISE AND SUNSET. Sing a song of sunrise: First a feeble glow Growing bright and brighter, Spreading, soft and slow, Upward and to westward, aking stars look dim, Rousing thrush and robin To their matin hymn. Clouds now flush with crimson, Crimson turns to gold, Till, in burst of splendor, We the sun behold Rising in his glory, Chasing fogs away, Turning dew to diamonds, Turning night to day. Sing a song of sunset: Long the shadows lie, Stretching out to eastward, While the western sky Dons a golden radiance Deepening into red, As the sun, low sinking, Siowly seeks his bed. Hushed are nature's voices, Jarring notes are stilled; With half-murmurings ouly All the air is filled. Fades the sunset glimmer, Stars are shining bright; Earth is wrapped in darkness, Day engulfed in night. —Christian Register. Arebefedodrdedodoledendedeodesforfesfecfedeesfeoderoodriedoddefotefdodededededededolofodefedoiofodedeiodedopedd ohoodrdosferfecfocdest: 2, forfoufoctests 3 T “ROBBING THE PILLARS.” o° : ee El de - . 3 A Peril of the Coal Mines. i By WALTER FENTON. . Fogo ofucgoofesfeofenfoogesgdoofertenfeetedeofoeteofeofeooofeoeofenfeods foofenfs cfeeforfrofeofosge feooofeofesfocfertooferferfefestenoofroferfeds When a coal mine is being worked ! inte the night, into the driving storm. large masses of coal, or pillars, are left at intervals to support the roof, | and « after a mine is ‘‘worked out” these pillars are minded away. The op- eration of removing them is technical- ly called ‘robbing the pillars,” and it is the mcst dangerous work known to the miner; for the roof caves in as the sustaining’ columns are removed, not unfrequently ‘burying the miner for- ever beneath a mountain of rock and earth. With this brief explanation of our title we will proceed to narrate an incident of a thrilling nature that oc- curred not leng ago in a Pennsylvania coal mine. The night is bitterly cold, and the stinging north wind howls and whis- tles about a miner's hut in the Penn- sylvania coal regions. Ever and anon a violent gust drives the drifting snow beneath the door, and through the many crevices of the rudely construct- ed cot, and each wild blast seems to shriek in the ears cf those within that abode of poverty the dread words: “Famine! famine! famine!” A man and woman are crouching be- side a smoldering fire, and in a cradle between then an infant is sleeping. Hunger and want have stamped their dreadful signs upon them. Their faces are thin and pale, their eyes are hol low, and the wolfish glare of starvation flashes in their glance. The man’s head has sunk upon his breast, and his attitude is that of sullen despair; his long, slender fingers, which he ex- tends over the por fire, work ner- vously, and a dark frown rests upon his brow. The woman rocks the cradle, and in a weak, plaintive voice chants a nur- sery hymn: yhile, with a look of agony and yearning such as only the devoted mother can bestow, she gazes upon the skeleton face cf her starving child. The infant awakes from its troubled sleep, and its cry of hunger breaks upon that poor mother’s ears, and wrings her heart with anguish, for she has no food to give it. Mechanically she takes the baby to her breast, and strives to give it the nourishment for want of which it is perishing, but the fount is dry, and the little one looks up into its mother’s face with piteous, wondering eyes. Then that mother’s fortitude gives way, and she sobs aloud in a despairing burst of awful grief, while to her breaking heart she clasps the famishing babe. In silence the man has looked upon the heartrending scene, but all the sa- cred emotions of the husband and of the father are stirred within hisbreast, Can he calmly look upon the awful grief of the woman? No, he springs to his feet, and standing erect, he smites his clinched hand upon his breast, and fiercely cries: “By Heavens, I will have food fer you this night! The good God never made man to starve in this land of plenty if he is willing to work. Wife, I am going forth to seek food, and I'll get it. Yes, I'll get it, and if in no other way then I will steal it! 1 am desperate; I am a wclf now, and 1 would tear the throat of him who dares to come between me and the food I seek for my starving family!” As he spoke he drew his thin and tattered clothing mcre closely about his emaciated form, and strode toward the door. “Oh, John, John!” cried the woman, rising and following him. “Where are you going? What are you about te de? Stay, do not go forth into the storm tonight. Wait until morning comes.” “Waif! I tell you Mary. the babe is starving. No, no, I must go now. “But, John, help may come tomor- row. :I have written to my father. I have told him that I—that I and my babe are starving. and he will not —cannot refuse to help us now.” “Ah, Mary, when you became my wife he drove you from his hcme, dis- owned you, because I was poor. He wished you to become the bride of a wealthy man; he is a hard, a cruel father, and your hopes will prove groundless. Mary, I would work un- til 1 fell dead at my task, rather than accept his .charity. But there is no work, the mines are idle, and day after day I have sought in vain for some la- bor by which I could earn our bread.” ‘“Oh, if my father does not aid us, then God help us! Oh. must my baby die?—must we starve—must we starve?” “No, no! By the God that made me, no! Food I'll have, if it costs my life to get it!” answered the man, and there was desperate energy in his wild words that told be was terribly in earnest. He pressed a hurried kiss upon the drow of her who for love had given up & comfortable home to share his | 2umble lot, and then he went forth { | | i i The wife pressed her face against the pane, and strove to pierce the gloom in which. he vanished, while he struggled onward onward through the snow toward a light thai glimmered like a beacon in the distance. The way was rugged and huge drifts obstructed the pathway, but he brave- ly breasted them, and at last, panting and exhausted, he reached a large brick dwelling, that by contrast with the miserable miners’ huts around it seemed a mansion. This was the res- idence of Hugh Ashton, the proprietor of the colliery, and he was the man upon whose employment all the min- ers of that little hamlet depended for a livelihood. John Fayne, such was thz starving miner's name, rang the doorbell, and was admitted to the presence of the king. “Mr. Ashton,” said he. as he con- fronted the wealthy operator, “my wife and child are starving; will you give me some food for them tonight? I have worked for you in the mines until compelled by sickness to give up, and although I am now able to work again. the mines are idle, and I can find no employment. I am willing to work. if I only had a chance. I would brave the dangers of any honest toil, endure any hardships to earn food for my family.” Mr. Ashton was at heart a Kindly man, but Le had never experienced the awful meaning of the word starvaticn. He regarded John Fayne closely for a moment, and then called to a ser- vant. “Put up a basket of provisions for this man at once.” “Thank you! thank you!” said John Fayne, and the tears started from his eyes; for this was the first kindly act that had gladdened his heart for many a day. When the fcod was produced he was about to hasten home with it, when Mr. Ashton said: “Stay. You say you are willing to work, and although the mines are idle, I think I can give you work if you dare undertake it. You know ‘the old North Mountain mine that has not been worked for several years?” John Fayne answered affirmatively. “Very well,” continued Mr. Ashton, “I will give you the job of robbing the pillars from it.” “What!” cried Payne, in surprise. “Would you send me there? The North Mcuntain mine was deserted be- because the roof was unsafe, and there were so many lives lost by the fall of ‘top coal’ that no one would longer work in it. And to rob the pillars, too, Mr. Ashton, if I went there to werk, ther are 10 chances to 1 that I would come forth only as a crushed and mangled corpse. No, I cannot do it.” “Very well,” answered Mr. Ashton. ‘““Phe pay would enable you to support your family in comfert, and I thought I would mention it to you. You posi- tively refuse my offer, then?” John Fayne hesitated. He thought of his loved ones, and the brave, no- ble-hearted man determined to take the fearful risk for their sakes. He was placed in a terrible situation, and cculd any true man have done other- wise? On the one hand was starva- tion for his wife and child, on the other an awful danger for himself. He chose the last. “I will accept your offer, and tomor- yw I will begin the work of robbing the pillars from the old North Mcun- tain mine,” he said. % * = de * * It is early morning, but John Fayne has already entered the gloomy cav- erns of the deserted mine. He had ta- ken the food to his house last night, and told his. wife of the work he had obtained. She had tried to persuade him to abandon the dangerous project, but in vain. The gloomy subterranean silent and deserted. Overhead the black, chasm-seamed rocks extend. and seem readv to descend upon him at place is any moment; the water drips from on- i: merous crevices, and falling upon the ; Dis way to the surface of the earth . once more, and hastened to his home. hard floor gives forth a weird, unnat- ural sound. It seems to the lone min- er that those strange ncises are made by the nails being driven into a coffin, and he shudders. Siime oozes from the sides of the old “oangway.”’ and the iron mine rails are rusted. and de- cayed bv the action of sulphur water. Decper, and yet deeper he makes his way into the mine. and the cold, damp air strikes upon him like a chill breath from the grave. The mine lamp upon his hat sheds a fitful light upon the uncanny place, and the miner sees that here and there {he woden nrcps that were to sustain the roof from where there were no “pillars” have fallen from their places. He has now reached the point at which his work is to be eommenced, and he sets about the task of drilling a hole into a huge pillar of coal. He] FOR HER ANSWER. labors diligently, and when the “drill' go pressed her for her answer, > 85 A measure’ tells him that the required | depth is reached he puts: the powder | into the hole, and prepares to fire the “shot” that is to blast away the coal. fuse that is to ignite the powder, and then hastens away to a safe distance to await the expected explosion. One, two, three moments pass, and the explosion does not take place. The miner thinks the fuse must have gone out ere it reached the powder, but he waits a moment longer. He is no quite sure that the. fuse has fzail- ed, and he returns to examine it. He is but few feet from it when there is a blinding flash, followed by a terrific explosion that scems to shake the earth to its foundation, and the same instant a mountainous mass of coal, rock and earth descends upon him. | He is erushed to. earth, but not kill- ed outright. for. a {allen prop thati chanced to lie near where he fell sup- ports the mass somewhat. He strug- gles desperately to free himself, but the effort is useless, for he ‘is held down by a weight that no one could move. Air comes through the cracks about him, and he thanks God for that, for, with the blind infatuation that prompts the drowning man to catch at a straw, he yet hopes to be saved. There seems little grounds for, hope, and as the time drags on. and no res- cuer comes to his aid a terrible des- pair takes possession of his heart. “Oh, God!” he cries, *‘spare me, spare me for the sake of my helpless family.” ® But no one comes, and he thinks that he is doomed to die alone in the darkness of that living grave. 3 * * * = * The clock strikes six, and Mary, John Fayne's wife looks anxiously forth from the window of their cot, hoping to see the welcome form of her husband returning from the mine, but sight of him does not gladden her eves. A half hour passes, and the waiting wife begins to fear that some danger has come to the absent one. Another half hour is gone, and now the expected ‘one is an hour late. For the last few moments the terrible fear that had arisen in the mind of the miner's wife has become almost a certainty. At last she can wait no longer and throwing a shawl over her head she hastens to the neighboring hamlet and rouses a party of miners to go to the cold North Mountain mine, to search for the missing one. “Oh, hasten! hasten!” she cries. as she flees over the ground at the head of the rescue party. Love seemed to give her new strength, and speed. The mine was scon reached, and the very pillar beneath which John Fayne had been buried was found. They saw that he had been at work here and they also saw that an extensive “cave in” had occurred. These men were experienced miners, and they shook their heads gravely when the almost frantic wife asked them if there was any hope. “No, there is no hope for poor John Fayne! It would take days to remove that mass cf coal and rock, and he would then be dead, as be no doubt now is, for I think he must have been instantly crushed,” said an aged miner to a companion. The work of removing the “fall” was commenced, and after a time the bereaved wife. was induced to return to her babe. She had not gone far when a boy gave her a letter which had arrived but an hcur befot¥e. She opened it, and found that it was frem her father, and it contained a sum of money that seemed almost like wealth to her; but what was better, her fath- er asked her forgiveness for his cruel conduct, and implored her to come with her husband, and cheer his de- clining years by making his home her own. “Too late! too late! Oh, if John were only alive to share my joy! Oh, God! he is lost tc me, and life is but sorrow now; no wealth can bring me happiness!’ she exclaimed. She had now reached her cwn cot, and had opened the door, when sud- denly she reeled back and uttered the name: “John!” No pen can describe the thrilling joy, the heart and soul of gladness that she threw into that. cry. The next moment she would haye fallen fainting to the ground, but the strong arms of John Fayne, alive and in the flesh, caught her to his breast. In a moment she reccvered, kissed back to consciousness by the hushand she mourned as dead. How did he escape? How came he here? He had, as Wwe have said, given up all hope of escape, when he felt the floor upon which he rested giving way, and in another moment he fell with a portion of the floor into a chamber cf a lower avenue of the mine. He was somewhat bruised by the fall. but not seriously injured, and as there was a ready way of egress from the lower avenue, he soon made At this precise time the rescue party were entering the upper level, and consequently they failed to meet. Thus was the peril escaped and comfort and happiness came to the miner and his family, who was no longer compelled by a necessity to go. “Down in the coal mine, underneath the ground, ‘Where no ray be found.” —New York Weekly. of sunshine ever can What He'd Get. Big Sister (angrily): Do you know what vou will get if you break that vase?” Little Sister (interested in play- houses) : The pieces. —Life. She, sighing, looked away Across the fields of clover; ‘Twas at the close of day. Beneath the leaves the crickets In eager tones and shrill Called: “Give it, give it, give itl” She hesitated still. The streaks of red were fading Far in the Western sky; They stool beneath the maple. She heard the crickets cry; “Oh, give it, give it, give it!” Her cheek fell on his breast— Hé pressed her for her answer, . Aud pressed and pressed and pressed. —Chicago Record-Herald. FUN “Did she marry the young heir to the estate?’ ‘No; she married the at- torney.”—Cleveland Leader. Wife (looking up from paper)— What was Hobson's choice? Husband —Mrs. Hobsen, I suppose.—New York- er, Fully Understood—I doubt if you know the difference between grand opera and comic opera. Oh, but I do. Grand opera is comic.—Puck. Willie—My father is a Chicago man. Waldo—How distressing it must be to have a parent who is unable to answer your questions.—Puck. Chicago Man—Must boil your drink- ing water, don’t ‘you? Cincinnati Man—Yes; and after boiling it we drink milk.—Chicago Daily News. “What is he going to call it?” “Portrait. of jar. lady.’ %: i "Buf it doesn’t look like her at all!” “Then he might call it ‘Portrait of Another Lady.’ "Life. : > Miss Fytt—Which do-you think is correct—"I would rather go hame” or “F had rather go heme?” ' Mr. Never- go—Neither. “I'd rather stay here.”— St. Paul Pianeer, & i Teacher—I suppose you know, Har- ry, that in keeping you after sg¢hool I punish myself as well as you? Harry —Yes, m’m; ‘that's why I don’t mind it—Bcston Transcript. The Dcctor—You don’t like travel- ing on the cars? Well, I enjoy it well. enough, except for the dust and cin- ders. The Professor—Cinders? Eye! There's the rub.—Chicago Tribune. More Troublesome—It's pretty hard to be worried by a lot of debts you can’t pay. Nonesense! That's nothing ‘ig being worried by a lot of debts you simply have to pay.—Philadelphia Ledger. Mrs. Newlywed—John,.I think baby has swallowed my pearl! necklace. Mr. Newlywed—Gad! You seem to be de- termined to bring the young-one up with the tastes of a millionaire’s child. —Judge. Ragson Tatters—Say, boss, gimme the price of a meal. I'm nearly star—" Stingiman—Can’t do it, me poor fellow, but the next man you ask may, so here’s a toothpick.—Philadel- phia Ledger. Mack—Do you thing Emeline had a good time? Kate—I guess so. Mother and I took te our beds after she left, and she writes that she took to “her bed as soon as she got home.—Cincin- nati Tribune. J His Friend—“You've been forging the name of a prominent individual, heh? . Who-~is, he? The Forger— Well, I'd rather not tell ‘you. He’s one of those well known men who pre- fer not to have their names used.— Puck. n Sweet Young Thing suit)—Surely, Aunt Margaret, you're not going te wear your spectacles in the water? Aunt M.—Indeed, I am. Nothing shall induce me to take off another thing.—Cincinnati Commer- cial Tribune. ie ‘“] don’t want to speak to you again about your reckless expenditure of money,” said the stern parent.. “All right, dad,” replied the incorrigible vouth. “Hereafter it will be up te you to hand out the coin and say nothing. —Chicago Daily News. ‘Ida—I “hear that Reginald’s uncle left him a fortune. May—Yes; and I expect to derive much benefit from it. lda—Indeed! Going to marry Reg- inald? May—No. I'm going to marry the attorney that settled up the es- tate ?—Chicago Daily News. The Fattest Boy On Earth. Willie “Harris, the “fattest boy on earth,” lives on a farm near Du Quoin, 11. Willie is eighteen years old, five feet four inches high, weighs 598 pounds, measures seventy-one inches around the waist and sixty-seven around the chest. His: thigh measure- ment is forty-four inches and calf measurement twenty-two inches. At birth Willie weighed but seven pounds. He has always been healthy. Willie is obliged to use two chairs. Collar but: tons, necties and handkerchiefs are the only ready-made things that Willie } can buy for himself. Rules for Arranging Flowers. In arranging flowers for the table there a few rules to follow: Group them loosely with plenty of delicate leaves as a groundwork and above all things have some regard for color in arrangement. Do not place together all sorts and conditions of blossoms. Simple, unpretentious jars are the most suitable as flower holders. Clear glass jars that show the stems to per- feotion are appropriate for wild roses. A ficwer centerpiece on a dining table should be kept.so low that it will not interfere with the view across the table. (in bathing ‘veys and for rights of way. (EYSTONE STATE CULLING ENGINEER SCALDED TO DEATH. Frank O’Neil, of Greenville Caught Under Engine and Dies in Hospital. Frank O’Neil, of Greenville, was scalded to death in a smash-up on the Bessemer and Lake Erie railroad. The fourth section of freight train No. 35 stopped at the top of Filer hill near Pardoe, to set out a crip- pled car. In recoupling the rear end was jarred loose and twelve cars of ore started down a G0-foot grade at high speed. The cars crushed into the fifth section coming up the hill The. first engineer and both firemen escaped. by - jumping. The second en- gineer, O'Neil was _ caught in the wreckage and badly scalded. He was taken to Mercer hospital, but died in a short time. Surveys for the Pittsburgh '& West- moreland railroad have been’: com- pleted. The main line, trom Me- Keéesport to Irwin, will run through White Qak level after it leaves the former place, and through Stewarts- ville, Circleville, Jacksonville and to the Pittsburgh-Greensburg pike, near the vorough line of Irwin. At’ this point a branch will run south through Hahntown, Rillton, Madison Edna No. 2 and Herminie. The eastern ex- tension frem Irwin will run to Manor, and -6n through Claridge, Murrysville and Export. ; Options covering 5,000 acres of coal land in the southwestern part of In- diana county were sold. to Marcus Saxman, of Latrobe; swho represents the Pennsylvania Railroad. Mr. Saxman will secure rights to the coal underlying 45 farms at an average of $40 an acre. The options were tak- en up by Battléey McIntire, a Jackson- ville merchant, for $200,000. The sale is.the largest made in this coun- ty this year and means a new railroad in ‘an entirely new field. Miss Florence Jennings, daughter of Cassius Jennings, of Wind Ridge, Greene county, has received word that she has fallen heir to an estate of $45,000, bequeathed for kindness shown to Mrs. Dillie Horner. While visiting at Apollo she nursed the wo- man until the latter's death. Rec- ently Mr. Horner also died, leaving his entire estate, except a small amount for funeral cxpenses, to Miss Jennings. ; The Rev. Dr. Henry Bain, for 35 years pastor of the Poke Run Presby- terian church, Washington town- ship, Westmoreland county, preached his farewell sermon. Addresses were made by the Rev. Dr. J. F. Snyder, pastor of tke Emanuel Reformed church, Manordale, and the Rev. George D. Lindsay, pastor of the Westminster Presbyterian church, A suit for $10,000 for false arrest has been filed at Uniontown by Irvin Shipley, of Fairchance against Cons- tables John Cooley and Frank Ben- son, of Fairchance. The petition represents that Shipley’s arrest was without cause, that the officers had no warrant and:that he was ac- quitted by Justice Monteith. All the rights of way have been closed up for the trolley line between Washington and Library, which will be built by William Flinn of Pitts burg and other capitalists. It was given out that $20,000 has already been expended in preliminary sur- it is esti- mated that the line will cost $900, 000 - : The wire department of the Amer- ican Steel & Wire company, South Sharon, will be started double turn. The plant has not worked full time for many months. It is expected that the wire nail department will also go on double turn in a few days. About 200 men are affected. While working outside the walls of’ the Huntingdon reformatory J. Tim- mering, of Erie, murderously attack- ed Guard John Taylor with a black- jack” beating him into insensibility. Taylor is seriously ‘injured. * The guard -shot his fleecing assailant, who was returned to the institution. Pasquale and Domenicio Finello, by their attorneys, have brought suit against the Baltimore and Ohio Rail- road company for $20,000 damages for the death of their son, Rev. Carnello Finello, the Connellsville Catholic priest, whe was killed in the Laurel Run wreck, December 26. Joseph Smith, of Scenery Hill, YWashington county, accidentally shot his son Charies while handling a 38 caliber. revolver. The boy was shot through the body “and lived about an heur. Coroner W. H. Sipe was noti- fied. The United Slates Government has placed an order with a monument firm here for the erection of 18 head- stones, to be placed on the graves of veterans of the Civil] War in Howe's, Easter and Mount Tabor Cemeteries, Connellsville. Tank No.4 in the works at Jeannetic window exploded glass last night, causing a loss of many tons .of molten glass. About 40 men will be thrown out of work for several weeks. ‘William H. Patterson, alias “Dude” Patterson, the negrc charged with killing William Jackson. also col- ored, at Burgetistown Sunday, was captured at Burgetistown. © Jan Fovystek, 3(. years old, was killed by a Panhandle train at Mec- Donald. He wis crossing the tracks and did not notice the train approach- ing. Paul Juruc, Max Stander, Tony Delanki and Audy Teckle, track- men at work on the section of the Pennsylvania railroad at Irwin, were run down by a train. ' Juruc, Stan- der and Delanki were killed. Ground was broken for a $100,000 sanitarium and hotel at Pulaski by Pittsburg capitalists. Mineral water from the Pulaski springs will be piped to the sanitariu Mary Lattimore, 32 years old, of West Newton, was poisoned by eat- ing tomatoes which had been cooked the second time, and died this morn- ing. The ‘Potato Bug is the Limit. it now appears according to the statement of the wise men in our Agricultural Department that there is no cannibalistic insect which Uncle Sam can produce or import that will devour potato bugs. There is a Spo cies of ant, indigenous to Guatemala, which will eat any bug in South America. Colonies of these ants were imported and set to work defencing Texas cotton plants from the ettacks. of the boll weevil. They have done fairly well in respect to the weevus,. but have not given entire satisfaction. Next to the boll weevil the potato bug is the greatest encmy of tbe Southern farmer. The experts in Washington decided to put the Gua- temalan ant on the trail of the im- sect which plays havoc with the gran- get's potato patch, The ant came and saw. but didn’t conquer the po- tato bug.. For reasons best known to himself he deeliied to give rein to his cannibalisti¢’ propensities. The Agricultural Department incory 1s that any insect which a Guatemalan ant will not devour must be “preity tough eating.” Agriculturalists who have potato patches ‘must get rid of the bugs by the old-fashioned method. FITS permanently cured. No fits or nervous- ness after first day's uso of Dr. Kline's Great NerveRestorer, &Jtriai bottiednd treatise fre: Dr. BR. H. Krivg,Ltd., 931 Arch Rt., Phila., Pa. The man who first made steel pens got. $1 apiece for them. ; * Piso’s Cure cannot be too highly spoken of as a cough cure.—J. W. O’Briex, $22Thir@ Avenue, N., Minneapolis, Minn., Jan. 6, 1000, One-tenth of the .world is still. unex- plored. By thos ¥ ee ight Dyeing is as casy as. washing when PuT- NAM'S FADELESS DYES arc used. Tobacco exports are decreasing. A Campaign Curiosity. These are the times. when certain kinds of American citizens quit fifty- dollar-a-month jobs to bleed $10 ont of the campaign committee.—Los An- geles Times. China’s Medical School. The Dowager Empress of China has given a sum of money for the estab- lishment of an institution for teaching medicine, the management to be con- fided to the missionaries. . 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. Cnexey & Co., Toledo, O. ‘We, the undersigned, havo known F. 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. EBT & Truax, Wholesalo Druggists, To- ledo, O, Warping, KINNAN & Marvin, Wholesale Druggists, Tolado, 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¢c. per bottle. Sold by all Druggists. Take Hall’s Family Pills tor constipation, IXis Just Deserts. ‘A Chleago railway ticket scalper must serve eighteen months in the House of Correction for frauduieutly representing himself to be a ciergy- man to obtain half-rate tickets. Criminals Marked Forever. The Bertillon system of measgure- ment, with its accompaniment of pho- tographs, seems to be firmly fixed as the surest method of identifying crim- inalsi who have once been in the hands of the law. Out of the hun- dreds of cases which the New: York police department handles every ycar in which this system has been called into play, it has not failed once. Un. der this system the follow.ng mea:- urements are taken:. Head, two meas- urements, length and width; foot, length of left foot only; ear, length of right ear only; forearm, length of left forearm only—elbow to large finger ends; fingers, length of large finger and small finger, tieit ‘hand only; arms, outstretched, or reach; height, in bare feet; trunk, length of body rom seat to top of head; cheekhones, width. By securing the above meas- urements of an individual, together with an accurate description of the features, nose, forehead, chin, etc., * color of the hair and eyes and the ex- . act location, size and description of marks and scars, a criminal's record can be filed in such a manner that he cannot escape identification at any fu- ture time. 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