PAGE SIX
THE CITIZEN, FRIDAY, JANUARY 3, 1913.
HIS RISE
TO
POWER
By Henry Russell Miller,
Author of
"The Man Higher Up"
Copyright, 1911, by the Bobbs-Aierrlll
Company
SYNOPSIS
Senator Murchell, leader of the state
machine, and Sheehan, local boss of New
Chelsea, offer the nomination for district
attorney to John Dunmeade. Dunmeado
is Independent In his political Ideas.
Dunmeade will accept the nomination.
His father, a partisan Judge, congratu
lates him. Ills Aunt Roberta urges John
to call on Katherlno Hampden, daughter
of a capitalist.
Katherlne Hampden Is a worshiper of
success. She and John are friends. Jere
my Applesate, a political dependent, cam
paigns for John ad the state ticket.
In Netf Cfielsea lives Warren Blake, a
model young bank cashier, connected with
Hampden In "high finance." They try
without success for John's aid.
The rottennoss of politics In his state
and party as revealed In his campaign dls
m Jci. F nails upon Katherlne.
Katherine's peril In a runaway re
veals to her and John their unspoken
olve. John publicly "turns down"
the machine of his party.
John will not compromise with his
conscience even for the sake of win
ning Katherlne, and the two part.
'.Tne election was a week away. A
-week is a short time, but in it, if you
arc a young man not unwilling to lose
an occasional night's sleep, a great deal
can be accomplished. John's journeys
took him into Plumvllle and Into every
ward thereof and into the towuships.
In these latter districts he had less
need of the diplomat's tongue to win
recruits "workers" they were called
nnd well called. Ho found volunteers
a-plenty, Farmers Cranshawe and
Sykes and Criswoll and others, sober,
unemotional men who were yet willing
to follow In a forlorn hope. On the
day before election, faith In his follows
quickened, he moved on New Chelsea.
When election day dawned, a beautiful,
cloudless day happy omen! he knew
that at every polling place In the coun
ty was one man at least working In the
Interest of John Dunmeade and that
most of them would be loyal.
The state ticket had a narrow escape
from defeat that autumn. Only the
two great cities with their machines,
their fraud and their supineness saved
it. Benton county went for the oppo
sition, not entirely, however. One
brand was saved from the burning,
although a certain faction of the party
was not greatly elated over Dun
meado's victory.
A young man, palo, stirred to the
depths by a victory hft had not be
lieved possible, could not understand,
was at his window gazing nur&m'i
fully up into the sky.
"I have found my place. My peo
ple! I am willing to pay."
It wns a vow of consecration.
The courtroom In the dingy old court
house of New Chelsea was crowded
on a certain day In May, past the point
of mere discomfort.
The voice of the defendant's counsel
rose and fell, no was something of
an actor, and ho put a deal of con
vincing passion into his words. In
New Chelsea oratory is still loved.
The audience hung intent, almost
breathless, on the scene enacted before
them. They had the feeling of being
not spectators, but participants in the
little drama. Perhaps they were, for
it was the trial of Jim Sbeehnn.
Senator Murchell was not listening
to the speech. Ho was Intently regard
ing the set profile across tho counsel
table and measuring tho man ho saw
there ngalnst the boyish, eager nnd
very likeable young man whom, al
most a year before, a littlo boss and
a big had sought td press into their
service. John Dunmeado had grown.
One saw that In the already grave, al.
most sad, lines of his face. Work and
thought and responsibility and pur
poso and something else of which the
senator had no Inkling had set their
stamp upon htm.
There hail been no lack of accom
plishmeut during tho five months of
office holdiug. To this truth eloquent
witnesses might havo been called
Butch Maley nnd Red Brlcker, al
ready serving terms in tho peniten
tiary; Slayton, a fugitive, ball forfeit
ed; Brown and Parsons, free only
ponding nppeal; ana now Sheehan, his
fate hanging In tho balance. Tho ma
chine, Senator Murchell know, would
bo rebuilt better and stronger than
ovor, but for tho present it was sadly,
sadly out of gear.
Ho let his glance stray from John to
tho defendant. Sheehan sat slouched
in his chair in an attitude that ho
vainly sought to render Jaunty, confi
dent. Ills cheeks had fallen in slight
ly, his eyelids wcro puffy and red rim
med. Ills mouth hung flabbily, nis
hands played nervously with a piece of
paper,
Whittredgc, tho famous lawyer
brought from Steel City to defend Shee
han, brought his brilliant peroration to
a close. Tho audience relapsed info tm
expectant silence, all eyes fixed oft the
district attorney, For a moine,
remaiiTeff'ns he hud sat throughout tho
plea for the defenso, motionless, lean
ing n littlo forward and staring fixedly
at the wall behind tho Judge, as though
ho saw a vislou.
Tho moment ended. He rose and
stood beforo tho Jury box, first ad
dressing the court. Ho smiled gravely
at tho jurors. It had taken a whole
day's session to select them, but ho
knew them and that they wcro well
chosen. Then tho smile faded from
his lips and eyes, replaced by a look to
which his neighbors wcro growing ac
customed. He began to speak.
"Gentlemen of the jury, what 1 have
to do is not pleasant. But thero is a
thing called duty."
As tho first words fell Murcholl's In
terest leaped. Ho knew that he was
string n man mount to a climax in his
life. From tho beginning the nudlence
was caught in the man's spell by some
thing that breathed through his voice
and that had been absent from Whit
trelgo's pcrfervid periods. He had a
clear, flexible voice and know how to
use It.
The speech bad been skillfully plan
ned. At first he confined his argument
to tho jury and tho cage at bar. Logic
ally he marshaled the evidonco against
the defendant and analyzed tho de
fense. Then when ho felt that he had
brought IntellectUHl conviction to all
he began to direct his words at the au
dience not for the telepathic effect on
tho jury, but because he believed a ver
dict of guilty would be worthless un
less It aroused a common horror for
tho crime.
Novor afterward In a speech did John
reach quite the same heights as on the
afternoon when the bright blade of his
young Indignation cut into tho con
sciences of his hearers. Tho mattor be
came deeply personal with them. Each
man suddenly felt himself aggrieved,
felt that a shameful attempt had been
made to take advantage of his good
faith and trust. And then, even whllo
they were condemning Sheehan, John
seemed to arraign them. Ho set them
to asking tho question, What part have
I in this crime? Such offenses are pos
sible only among a people asleep.
They were both aggrieved and aggres
sors. Senator Murchell sat to all outward
seeming impassive. Ho listened, as as
tonished as tho rest, but with under
standing and he was himself amazed
to mark it sadly. For ho read in the
ardent face nnd words a passion for a
hopeless Ideal. So much power, he
thought, going to waste! For he
knew, bettor than did thoso who pos
sessed It, tho power of moral passion
controlled but always properly con
trolled! Was thero not somo way to
bind this force to his interest?
Bribery nt the polls nnd falsification
of election returns, familiar weapons
of machine politics, so long used that
they had ceased to arouso horror and
revolt In tho careless, calloused hearts
of tho people, were John's text. They
explained tho continuance of the ma
chine In power. They shed a bright
light, too, on the so called genius of
certain political leaders at which men
marveled as at somo miraculous mani
festation of godlike mind it was not
genius, merely crude, primitive dishon
esty requiring the direction of no com
manding Intellect, needing nothing but
the will to debauch others' honor. "It
is tho case of government by individu
al craft and greed against government
by tho law that is tho expression of
tho moral sense of the people," ho said,
and sat down. The audience stirred
uneasily. Murchell smiled grimly.
The voice of the judge was cold and
even, devoid of emotion, as ho began
to Instruct tho jury. Critical listeners
observed that his charge favored tho
defendant rather more strongly than
the evidence seemed to require. They
attributed it to his nnxlety not to bo
biased by the fact that tho district at
torney was his son. Judge Dunmeade
was said to possess an admirably judi
cial temperament. Tho Jury, impor
tantly led by tho fat bailiff, Died out of
the courtroom. Thero were no other
cases on tho day's list, and tho Judge
stalked down from the bench to await
tho verdict in his chambers. John
went to his office. Senator Murchell
and Whlttredge conducted the droop
ing Sheehan to tho witness room awny
from tho curious eyes of tho crowd.
Most of the spectators waited to see
tho end of tho drama.
A half hour later the buzz of conver
sation suddenly ceased. Tho Judge wns
."he bench. Sheehan, with
and Murchell, took his
.ao tnble. They were fol-
. - by John. Then tho jury filed
back Into tho box.
"Gentlemen of the Jury, hearken to
your verdict as the court hath recorded
it. You find the defendant guilty as
indicted. And so say you all?" said
tho clerk.
Tho jurors nodded. Shocban fell
back in his chair with an audible
BWian. Two big tears coursed ludi
crously down his fat cheeks. But no
body laughed, no plucked anxiously
at Murcholl's sleeve.
"Havo I got to go to jail?" he whim
pered. Murchell drew away from the touch.
"Not unless our friend Whlttredge has
forgotten how to delay justice"
Tho Jury was discharged. Whit
tredgo informed tho court that tho de
fense would movg,for a now trial, ball
was renewed, nnd tho court was ad
journed, Tho nudienco slowly made
Its way out into tho square, whero lit
tle knots of noisy, excited men gath
ered.
John saw Sheehan standing forlornly
by tho table. Tho big, ponderous flguro
with tho misery shining out of its eyes
seemed very pathetic. And, after all,
Sheehan was tho worst victim of the
system. Impulsively John went over
to him. Sheehan suddenly seized one
of John's hands in both bis own.
hnnv, can't vou eet mo out of this
letTmo off?' Ill get out oT "here nover
go Into politics again, so help mo!"
John's heart gave him n wronch as
ho shook his head. "I wish I could,
Sheehan," ho replied honestly. "But
you're out of my hands now."
Ho turned awny sadly, no senso of
triumph in his victory.
When ho nppenred at tho door of the
courthouso somo one raised a cheer. It
passed along from group to group, un
til all In tho square had joined in a
short, sharp saluto. It was not an hys
terical demonstration, but unusual for
calm, self contained Now Chelsea. It
lasted only a few seconds.
"Young man," said Senator Murchell,
"enjoy this moment. It won't last
long. You aro at your npex you are
a hero among your neighbors. But
they nre cheering you, not what you
said."
"Not me, but what I said. They seo
n. principle."
"You'ro not tho first man who has
held that delusion to his sorrow."
CHAPTER IX.
Criticisms and Wiles.
EOPLE said that Senator Mur
chell maintained his legal
residence In Now Chelsea only
becauso an unwritten law re
quired each end of tho state to be
represented In the senate, and tho va
cancy which ho had been eloctod to fill
had been from tho western district
This was only half a truth. He really
liked these men and women among
whom his youth had been spont, who
looked upon him half familiarly, half
in awe, and who, until tho late upris
ing and the advent of John Dunmeade,
had followed unqucstlonlngly his po
litical gospel. Most of tho time he
spent, from tho exigencies of his po
sition, in Washington or in tho big
house In Adclphla; but as ho grow
older ho came to look forward moro
and more eagerly to tho summer
months that supported his "legal resi
dence." He looked, hesitating, toward tho old
colonial house across the street. Then
ho started toward it. Must tho habit
of a lifetime be broken merely be
causo a son of that houso had leveled
a lanco against him? And, besides,
thero was a small matter of business
to transact. He perceived the figure
of an old woman on a bench under the
trees, darning Industriously, and he
smiled at first In amusement. Then
the smile became gentler.
Sho looked up as ho approached. Ho
held out Lis hand. "Good afternoon,
Miss Roberta."
"Good afternoon, Will Murchell."
Sho continued her darning. "I'll not
shako hands." sho answered his ges
ture calmly. "I don't think I'll ever
shako hands with you again. John
says you're a dangerous man. John Is
right."
"I inferred from his speech," ho an
swered with a twinkle, "that he hold
somo such opinion. Wero you at the
trial?"
"I was not! You may sit down,"
sho commanded, making room for hiin,
"because I want to ask you a ques
tion." He obeyed. "What havo you
been doing to Hugh and our John?
This house has been like a funeral
ever slnco these trials began. Hugh
has been as grumpy as as a dog with
a boll. And John he doesn't say
much, but ho feels it It's this politics!
I wish," sho concluded vongefuliy, "a
plngue'd carry off all you politicians."
"But, Roberta, who'd run tho coun
try?"
Miss Roberta sniffed. "I guess tho
country could run Itself better than
you politicians do."
"So there's coolness between tho
judge and John, oh? I suppose they've
fallen out over tho trials. Naturally
John Is just a hot headed Idealist,
while the judge is a practical man."
"A practical man!" sho sniffed tartly,
"If you'd been doing for tho judge for
nearly thirty years you wouldn't call
him that, I guess. Why, ho even be
Uoves that you're going to put him in
the supremo court."
"And you don't?"
"Of course not! I tell him so, but ho
won't believe me. ne's so puffed up
with his own lmportanco nnd selfish
ness ho won't listen to senso and tries
to make his son's lifo miserable."
"Roberta," ho said abruptly, "try to
keep John out of politics."
"Because he Is fighting you?"
"That, ho said sontentlously, "might
be a sufficient reason. But I'm not
thinking of that. It isn't tho game for
a man of his sort."
"You didn't think of that when you
believed you could use him. I wish I
could keep him out But wo Dun-
meades are set in our opinions, ne'll
go on fighting, now ho's started, until
ho breaks himself ngalnst your hard
ness or becomes ilko you."
Ho got up abruptly and went Into
tho house. In tho library ho found
Judge Dunmeado before his desk.
scratching away at an opinion. With
that heavy dignity which ho imparted
oven to the smallest actions of life the
Judgo waved Murchell to a seat
"That son of yours gave us some
thing of a surpriso to-day. Looks ns
though Sbeehnn would havo to go over
tho road. Unless," Murchell added In
quiringly, "there's a chance to win on
nppoal?"
"No. John tried his case carefully,
Thero wero no errors."
"Er about what ought to bo the
sentence, do you think?"
It would not bo correct to say that
tho judge assumed a Judicial air; that
consciously, ho always wore. It mere
ly became heavier. "What should you
suggest?"
Murchell mndo a slight motion with
his hand to indicate that any sugges
tion from him was a nogliglblo matter,
nnd answered, "Would four months bo
MH-m-m! Ono must remomocr, ui
course, that four months for Shoohan
would be a heavlor sontenco than a
year for another." Tho judgo cleared
his throat. "I'll tnko It under consid
eration." A queer smllo softening tho lines of
his mouth tho sonator sat staring at tho
portrait of Thomas Dunmeade. "John,"
ho said at last, "mado a good speech,
eh, judgo?"
The elocution was good," was tho
carefully considered answer. "But to
think a Dunmeade should voico such
rabid radicalism, such wild sontimont
olltlos! John's course will not nffect
tho matter wo discussed last winter,
will it?"
"You mean tho Justiceship? My In
fluence in the organization is a little
uncertain just at present. Thoso trials
haven't helped either."
"I have that also against my son,"
the judgo said angrily. "He has made
It more difflcult for his father to realize
a lifelong ntnmuon. hcsiuos, no nu
lled, "attacking my best friend. Ho Is
too selfish nnd sot in his opinions to
consider his father's interest no
doesn't get it from me. Ho is," tho
judge concluded, "his mothor's son."
The senator did not smllo. "His
mother's son!"
Ho was not a sentlmontal man. He
did not "love tho memory" of Anno
Dunmeado nor Indulge in sweetly sad
retrospection, no thought of her now
merely as marking one stago of his
development. He remembered her as
a gentle yet high spirited thing full of
ardent enthusiasms and with an un
shakable belief it struck him now ns
almost pathetic in the goodness of her
fellows and the ultimate triumph of
"the right." There must have begn, ho
thought, unsuspectod possibilities pos
sibilities that had not been realized In
him since he could love this woman.
Ho was far from ready to admit that
their realization would have been prof
itable. His mother's son. I guoss that ex
plains him." Ho rose. "About that
Justiceship I'll see what can be done.
But I promise nothing definitely bo far
ahead. You understand that?"
"Certainly," the judge assented.
"But I expect you to do your best. I
feel," he added with dignity, "that my
services to my country and to my par
ty warrant my expectation. And I
ought to draw the old soldier vote to
tho ticket."
"And, judge," Murchell concluded,
think over the Sheehan sentence
think it over." Ho went out of the
Zoom.
On the next Saturday morning James
Sbeehnn, found guilty of conspiracy to
falsify election returns, was summoned
to bar and sentenced to four months'
"hard labor" in the county workhouse.
But beforo the appeal which he took
had been refused by the higher court
he had left Benton county for parts un
known. John sought refuge In the cubbyhole
that . Benton county provides for Us
cuxtrict attorneys, wun a senso or re
lief ho filed away his notes on tho
Sheehan case In a cnblnot markod
"Finished Business." Then he threw
himself into a chair and began to tako
stock.
Sheohan's eyes haunted him. John
wns a normal young man, and he was
capable of knowing the Joy of a task
well done. But not this sort of task!
Ho could find no elation In a triumph
won nt tho cost of direct personal mis
ery to others. There was Slnyton, for
example, a handsome, pleasant young
man who looked the criminal not at
all. ne had not had tho courage to
stand trial, and ho had broken ball and
fled, leaving a sick wife. Sho and the
child born sinco the father's flight now
lay together In a grave. Slayton had
not dared to return. Perhaps he did
not oven know of tho double tragedy.
In his dreams John ofton saw Slayton's
hunted face as It must now appoar.
He becamo conscious that his head
was aching, that ho was tired all over,
every nerve In his body throbbing. For
more than six months, evor slnco his
election, ho had been working inces
santly, feverishly toward this day. The
release from strain allowed his mal
treated, protesting body to bo heard.
Ho got up and loft tho ofllco, as though
fleeing from the problem.
Ho laid a roundabout course away
from Main street out Into tho country.
Ho tramped determinedly along tho
pike, filling his lungs with tho tonic
air. It had been a good "growing sea
son." nis way took him between
fields of clean young corn and barley
and oats nnd occasional cool, green
wood lots.
A farmer, driving a pair of heavy
farm horses doing duty at the tongue
of a squeaky spring wagon, rattled up
behind him.
"Howdy, John! Want a lift?"
"Howdy, 'Rl! No, thank you. Just
taking a littlo exercise and soaking in
all this."
Cranshawo reined in his team. John
stopped.
"Littlo mlto too smart for 'em today,
weren't ye?"
"They had been so bold, they mado
it easier."
Cranshawo nodded. "Bo smarter next
tlmo, I reckon 'f wri give 'em a chanct
'F wo glvo 'em a chanct," ho repeated
reflectively. "Us farmers, wo're feelln'
purty good about these trials. Feel
ilko wo didn't make any mlstako last
fall."
"Murchell says you forget," John
smiled back.
"Bo'n at ye a'ready, has ho?" Cran
shawo asked shrewdly, "ne'll bo at
yo harder, beforo yo'ro through. Yo
got 'em scared. Mebby we'll ferglt an
then mebby wo won't But I guess
that's our lookout, not yours. So fur's
yo'ro concornod, all yo got to do Is go
ahead an' try to finish up tho Job ye've
started. 'F we don't do our part, I
guess wo won't havo nobody to blame
hiit- nitronlvPS "
(Continued in Next Friday's Issue,)
TRAVERSE JUKY.
First Week January 20, 1013.
Bethany J. H. Smith.
Berlin W. J. Seymour.
Buckingham James Spratt.
Canaan C. E. Weed.
Cherry Ridge F. O. Rickard, J.
Murray.
Clinton G. G. Wilmarth.
Damascus J. A. Noble, E. H. Hu-
ner, A. P. Gregg.
Droher Ward Frey.
Dyberry J. E. Henshaw.
Hawley John Beemer, William
Schardt, R. F. Warg, Harry J.
Lobb.
Honesdale 'C. H. Rettow, Leon
Katz, o. M. Bpettlguo, Sr., W. W.
Baker, W. B. Holmes.
Lake Oliver Hoover, G. G. Collins.
Lehigh Job R. Moore.
Lebanon Oscar H. Day.
Manchester Norman Lester, B. A.
uuiow.
Mt. Pleasant Henry Ihlefelt.
Oregon W. P. Weeks.
Paupack Lewis M. Blttner, John
Schleupner.
Palmyra Georgo Morgan, Jacob
Collum.
Preston W. H. Doyle, ATthur Pat
ton. Prompton Alonzo B. Wood.
Sterling Walter Malcom.
Starrucca John Glover.
Salem D. W. Bldwell, Henry Conk-
lln.
South Canaan John Savitz.
Scott F. F. Conrad.
Texas John Mangan, Henry Lud
wig, Michael Weber, P. H. Skelly,
Andrew Hessling.
Waymart J. B. Dymond.
TRAVERSE JURY.
Second Week January 27, 1013.
Berlin Amaza Keyes.
Buckingham Ernest Holbert.
Canaan James Moylan.
Clinton C. J. Stiles.
Cherry Ridge Wm. Crockenberg.
Dyberry Rudolph Swartout.
Dreher Charles A. Selg.
Damascus Rockwell Brigham,
B. Gulnnip, C. J. Lassley.
Honesdale E. B. Callaway, G.
Decker, J. L. Roegner.
Lake J. W. Andrews.
Lebanon Walter S. Vail.
Lenigh Harry A. Sebring.
Mt. Pleasant Maurice Meager,
W.
W,
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E. Talnter.
Manchester A. F. . Lawson,
Layton.
Oregon J. H. Boyce.
Palmyra E. A. Marshall.
Preston John A. Edwards.
Paupack Thomas Lennon.
Sterling George Zeigler.'
Scott ATchle Thorne.
Earl
Salem John Schroeder, F. E. Carl
ton.
South Canaan A. J. Robinson
Starrucca John E. Wagner.
Texas Louis Schuetz, Ed, F
Short, Clarence Bond, William
Kane.
GRAND JURY.
January IS, 1013.
Buckingham Alva S. Dicks.
Canaan R. S. Walsh.
Cherry Ridge Frank Higglns.
Clinton W. M. Norton.
Damascus John Wilcox, E. C
White.
Dreher John Gearhart.
Dyberry W. S. Tamblyn.
Hawley James H. Stevenson.
Honesdale L. Fuerth.
Lehigh John Hawk.
Lake Dwight Osborne.
Lebanon Georgo Atkins,
Mt. Pleasant E. II. Ledyard, Sr., G,
E. Moase.
Manchester Henry Thomas.
Oregon William J. Schmidt.
Palmyra Thomas Seeman.
Preston Stephen Jay.
Salem W. H. Sterner.
Scott Ernest Lowe.
South Canaan Anson Beers.
Texas M. J. Decker, Georgo Box.
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J ATTORNEY A COUNSELOR-AT-LAW
Offlce adjacent to Post Offlce, Honesdale, Pa.
Dentists.
DR. E. T. BROWN,
DENTIST.
, Offlce First floor, old Savinss Bank build.
Ins, Honesdale, Pa,
Physicians.
PB. PETERSON, M. D.
. 1126 MAIN STREET, HONESDALE, PA.
Eye and Ear a specialty. The flttlne of glass
es elven careful attention.
F. G. KICKARD Prop
WRST-CLASS WAGONS,
RELIABLE HORSES.
Especial Attention Given
to
Transit Business.
STONE BARK CHURCH STREET.
W. C. SPRY
BEACHLAKE.
AUCTIONEER
HOLDS SALES ANYWHERE
EV STATE.
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Plans & Estimates
Furnished
Residence, 1302 EastSt.
The Citizen wants a good, live
ly correspondent In every village in
Wayne county. Will you be one?
Write this office for particulars.
OVER 66 YEARS'
PERIENCE
TnADE Marks
Designs
Copyrights &c.
Anyone sending a sketch nnd description may
quickly ascertain our opinion tree whether an
Invention Is probably patentable. Communica
tions strictly conOdontlnl. IIANDDOOK on Patents
sent free. Oldest asency for securing patents.
Patents taken through llunn & Co. receive
medal notice, without charge. In the
c ut mc Hitter can.
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dilation of any sclentlpo Journal, 'rerun. J3 a
year: four months, (L Bold bynll newsdealers.
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Branch offlto. B5 F St Wnshlnatou. I). C
J. E. HALEY
AUCTIONEER
Have nio and snvo money. Wl
attend sales anywhere In State.
Address WAYMART, PA.CR.D. 3
JOSEPH N. WELCH
Fire
Insurance
The OLDEST Fire Insurance
Agency in Wayne County.
OIQco: Second floor Masonic Build
Ins, over C. C. Jadwln's drug store,
Honesdale.
C We wlsli to secure a good
correspondent in every town
in Wayne county. Don't be
afraid to write this office for
paper ana stamped envelop
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