THE LAND Of lt a lt the mtl children have the legends . anil the re-tt Et thorn k-p tho -tad Illusions of the rear that lira tho beeti Xet thorn know the lojroue fanelea of the m-stle falr-lnnu, Aid the wonderful enchantments only they can understand For the your are coming to them when i the- II olh, and softly Rrle-e That the- loft tho realm of childhood In tho Land of Make Believe. In tho Land of Mnk tlr-Ueve there If vino thnt met-U tho sky, And Jnok (roes up and down It wo bara aeon him, you and It ahre'a a wlmllnir path that leads us to tho . hushes of the wood, land a-tnsnjr times wb'ti trod It with tho . quaint Hod ltldinnhoodi There's a frowning oil IT surmounted by a I eatls gnire and nrtm, Had old Xllueheard lurk within It you know bow wo peered at blml t X3he Architect Burglar, i ' No one who had happened to ob serve tho figure of Mr. Bromley Ilrown (wandering round his garden on a cer tain mild April morning would havo Imaclnod him to be Buffering from an kcute cense of regret for his wanted opportunities. From the top of his bald head to (he toes of his shiny boots he might have Btood for a model of middle clans pros erlty. Ills pray suit. If It accentuated the round proportions of his figure, Wag of fa-hlonablo cut, and he held a Panama hat of fincta atraw In the square hand on which i diamond glit tered In the spring Bunxhine. Behind the terrace, over which figures of Im possible animals In stone kept watch at each corner, stood his new and elab orately furnished bungalow, apttre-slve and much decorated. Mr. Bromley prown's room In the tower overlooked It stretch of pine woods a emnll lake, which shone with steely brinht hess under a fringe of larches, and a far-away rango of rising ground. He did not often glance at the view, but It pleased him to know thnt It was un deniably finer than even thnt com manded from the windows of.his neigh bor. General Compton, whoso family Bad owned acres of surrounding heath er and firs for generations past. . Air. Brown took one last stroll on the lawn, and as ho slowly ascended the steps of the terrace, the parlor inald laid the newspapers on a table outside a bow window. A girl's figure leaned out, and a young voice called to him: "Why do you look so solemn, papa, dearT What a perfect day It Is! Warm and sunny enough for June!" The lines on Mr. Bromley Brown'a (ace relaxed. "I was thinking," he said, Impress ively, "of how very little material com fort signifies, and bow few of us are aliened." "I don't In the least agree with you there, dear," said Valentino, who was eminently practical. "I have built this bungalow," con tlned Mr. Bromley Brown, "as a place to rest In after a life spent In the dullest of all occupations money mak ing. But I am aware that thousands of men would both have enjoyed the occupation and welcomed the peace of this beautiful spot I do neither, I was destined by nature for something nrldely different" "You say that because you have dtmo nothing lately but read those foolish novels." here she pointed a small, scornful finger at a book lying open ou the table "since you had Influenza, papa, dear." "I beg your pardon, Valentine I know I may not look It, but since my earliest days, as I have often told you, I have had a curious, wild craving for adventure, for some excitement outside the deadly routine of a business life. It Is bard," and Mr. Bromley Brown raised bis voice in querulous expostu lation, "that here I am, a man who has made a considerable fortune In a spe cial cough lozenge, . but who, all through his boyhood, has vainly wished . to be a pirate, and who now" ho (waved hiB hand In the direction of the bungalow, then toward the smooth haven lawn, "would most gladly give all u.ls luxury to be a successful de tective." ' Valentine laughed, and leaned still further out of the window. She, for tier part, was absolutely satisfied with the fair face worn by the world around her. She watched a fat filaukbird as be shuffled along by the golden border of daffodils ehe rejoiced to know that the air was musical with the voices of larks, to see that the sun flittered on the pool below General Compton's house and turned its casements Into twinkling diamonds. A man went lowly down the green drive by tho pool, his arm swaying to and fro as tie sowed grass feeds. The earth eemed to sing a song of renewal and hope, of love and sumihlne. How good It was only to breathe and to live! thei people might have thought that life would be none the loss pleasant to Valentine because her eyes were largo and gray, and her chocks rosy like the bloom on the boughs of a cherry tree. But ehe did not take much account of those Advantages, nor of the fact that she was the only child of the prosperous house of Bromley Brown. Her father took oft bis gold-iimmcd (lasses and laid' down bis newspaper. "Ha! this la most curious!" said he. "What a sploudld chance If one could only light upon blm the plaiurible scoundrel! The shrewd young vil lain!" Valentine turned her gray eyes on Us shining crimson face ' "Listen to tne Val," he cried, "you remember the general told us last MAKE BELIEVE. In the Land of Mako Believe we nsed to ramble np and down To tho playing of the l'lper In the atreeU of Ilamxllntowni And wo saw tho fairy mother mako the bnr-ns rear and prance When wo mde with Cinderella to the palaoe for the dancoi And of evenlnirs, you remember bow wo taw some oiih go by, And wo knew It the Sandman, oome to hut each blinking eyel All th oth-ra how we lotod th"ml llow th-v ud to come and play Till at laot thny o'-ut a nicfmiiKO that they'd eomo no morn, one day. For thoy had to leave no lonely with our broken dr-sms and toy While tlny etnlil behind In childhood With the ilitlo gift and bora. Let us let tho children hnve thorn, or the years come wnon thoy grieve That they e-r round thn hlKbway from the Land of Make Ilnllovel W. LI. Nesult, lu Chicago Tribune. week that the Mumhy- and the Jelll coes had both had their pantry win dows forced open?" "Did he? I don't think I was listen ing." "The Jlumbys lost a lot of plated things 1 know that he keeps his sil ver In the bank, and lets his friends use those horrible thick spoons and poor old .Mllcoo hnd that hideous cen trepiece, given him by the cricket club, taken. Now It transpires that In all probability tho burglar, or the moving spirit of the gang, is a young man who has been sketching houses In tho neighborhood. He professes to making nrchllecturnl drawings, and by bo do ing finds out all manner of delalls." "Thnt la certainly very original." "Original. I should think bo. In fernally sharp, I call it." Mr. Brom ley Ilrown here proceeded to read aloud an extract from the newspaper. " 'Thn 'nrchltect-burp.lar,' for by this sobriquet this accomplished criminal Is now known, bus been seen, It Is be lieved, not loni; ago In this neighbor hood, although probably ho Is now many miles away from tho Bccno of his late exploits. Ho Is described as a young mnn of gentlemanlike and mili tary nppenranco, with fair hair and mustache, and wearing clothes of fash ionable make.' " Mr. Bromley Brown was soon ab sorbed In meditation. Ho pictured himself, resolute, terrlblo, cunning, hounding down this distinguished criminal, bringing him to Justice af terward, In court, replying with tell ing sarcasm to the cross-examination of tho prisoner's counsel, and, lastly, complimented by the Judge on the lu cid, admirable way In which he had given bis evidence. Life was no long er sordid and prosaic; It was palpitat ing with romance. He fell asleep to the accompaniment of the lark's song, and dreamed that he was the chief of po lice in Russia. Waking up with a start, he heard the clock strike 12. "Gracious me!" he cried aloud. With his waking eyes he still seemed to see the female Nihilist of his vision, point ing a revolver at his head. He stretched himself and walked sadly across the lawn toward the hedge that bounded his garden. Below htm was the riband of white road, pine bor dered. Mr. Bromley Brown started, but much more violently this time. Then be rubbed his face and eyes with his handkerchief and uttered a low exclamatlou. A few yards away in the road bo saw the figure of a young man, tall, fair, yes, and of unmistakably soldier--ly appearance! And he was sketching. A thrill ran down Mr. Brown's spine. He might not be the chief of the Rus sian police, but was he not' on the eve of a discovery, an adventure, the pos sible player in a great and dramatic case? He coughed and unlocked the gate leading to the road. In one mo ment his mind had been made up. He would Invite this young man, obvious ly no other than the architect-burglar, with friendly greeting, Into his house. A hurried word to the coachman would Bend blm, on swKt feet, for two of the local police. Another messenger would hasten to General Compton, the stern est of County inagiptrates, and he would arrive In time to be a wit noes of the discomfiture of a notorious criminal, and of the Ingenuity and promptitude of his old friend Brown. Meanwhile the young man had looked up smiling ly. In answer to the romarks of the old gentleman by the hedge he said that he had come a considerable dis tance. that and this with a very pleasant laugh well, yes, he was thirsty, and that there would be plenty of time to finish his sketch after lun cheon, and that he thoucht it a most kind snpt'estlon of his questioner to invite him to have some. Mr. Bromley Brown, whoso cheek had now lout much of Its usual ruddi ness, walked with set II us and a curi ous enigmatic expression on his face up the stone Bte;s on to tho terrace, and the young man, smiling and un concerned, fallowed him Into tho draw ing room. For one Instant Mc Brown glanced nervously at a silver box a.id candlestick on Vulcnlluo'g writing ta bic. Then, murmuring an excuse, ho ran, punting, to the Gtublcu; In a chok ing voice dir.patch.ed tho astonished coachman for the police, and a helper, with an lmpruadve message scribbled on a curd, to General Compton. On his return he found the architect-bur glnr laughing over a favorite book of Valentine's the "Diary of a Nobody" aud they two talked. Mr. Drown, for his part, w.th a curious auteut niind ednees, of boots and different forms of humor. Thn parlor maid Inter rupted them to Bay that some cold meat was ready, and (he two men ad journed to the dining room. The guest seemed duly 'grateful for a whlekrty and soda. - "That's a bountiful old cup," lie re marked, pointing to a piece of silver of Queen Anne date In the middle of the table. Mr. Bromley Brown's expression of mingled triumph and sarcasm paaaed unnoticed by the chnerfuJ young visit or, who talked for some time with In telligence and knowledge on the sub ject of old plate. Mr. Ilrown was be coming so agitated that ho began to walk up and down the room. "And theso are lovely spoons," ob served the architect-burglar, with ap palling coolness. The clock struck one and he rose quickly to his feet. "Thank you a thousand times for your hospitality," he Bald, pleasantly. "I am afraid I must be off. You see I am sketching for duty, not pleasure," Mr. Brown gazed at him nghant, but not without admiration. He felt that this must Indeed be one of the roost re markable criminals now at large. "Don't hurry pray," he Bald, ner vously. "Have a glass of green Char treiiRe." "You are too kind," said his guest. Thero was a sound of steps at the door, and a voice outBlde, which sound ed like a word of command, said: "Where la tho man?" Tho door was flung open, and a tall, soldierly figure stepped quickly Into the dining room. "Well, Brown, what's all this about?" General Compton, young and alert for his ye,nrs, stared at his friend with a pair of very keen eyes under white eyebrows. "You told me it was some very urgent business," continued the general. Then his eyes fell on the young man by tho further window. "Bless my soul. Esteourt! I didn't seo It was you In the corner. "Yes, and how are you, general?" said tho young man, advancing, with a cordial smile. Mr. Bromley Brown felt a sudden cold perspiration on his forehead. Ho was entirely unable to titter a word. "Mr. Mr.?" said tho young man "was so kind as to ask mo to have a whiskey and aoda. It Is so wonderful ly hot for April, and I've been out do ing this blessed topography for the last four hours. "Ah! then you don't know each oth er?" said tho general. "Brown, this Is Lord Esteourt, son of my old friend whom I hnvo often talked about, you know. He Is working llko a nigger nt the college." and tho speaker pointing toward a distant view of a largi white building miles away beyond tne grove of pines. "Esteourt, this Is Mr. Brom ley Brown, one of my best neighbors." Mr. Brown felt as If some one had struck him a violent blow on the head. He was giddy as he stiffly extended an Icy hand toward the young man. "Papa! papa!" A fresh young voice came echoing from the garden, and In another moment a young girl ran Into the room. Lord Eatcourt wan Just re calling to mind a well known adver tisement: "Bromley Brown's Cough Lozenges are the Best! They will cure a cough of long standing, arising from no mat ter what cause," but the girl's face caught his attention. It was fair and flushed, and the large gray eyes shone starliko under her broad black hat. "Papa, there are two policemen hero! They say they have come for some one what does It mean?" "Oh, only about the chickens that were stolen, my dear," said her father, miserably. "But there are no chickens! You know you said you wouldn't have any, because you said they spoil the gar don." "Did I say chickens?" Mr. Bromley Brown's dreary expression was that of a victim being led to execution. "Of course I meant the forced strawber ries. Valentine, my dear" The young man was still gazing at the lovely, puzzled face of his host's daughter. "Your father has been so kind to me. Miss Brown," eaid he. "I am strug gling over military drawing, and in daily terror of being plowed. But this morning I am going back to work in vigorated and rested, and full of cour age!" She blushed as her eyes met his smiling blue ones. "Oh! You nro studying at the col lcso:" ''Yes I wonder would you and your father care to come over and see It somo day?" "Oh! that would be delightful, papa, dear, wouldn't It?'1 "Yes, Indeed, Indeed It would," Mr. Brown was still feeling half paralyzed. "GooUby, Esteourt, my boy," said General Compton. "I have got to have a word now wuu Brown on some most important business about which I came down." . Lord E3tcourt drew a Utile nearer to Valentine. "You will drive over very soon, then, MUs Brown?" "Thank you I am sure we shall en Joy it ever so much!" "Then wa won't say goodby, I thlrfk," raid be, as be took her hand. The Kins. W-tch the Mustache. A late fnd among women Is the reading of male character by obscrva tlwu at not too close range of the mustaches of '.heir masculine ao quulntaiiceg. It Is held that when tho mustache la raglied and, as it were, flying hither and thither, there Is a luck of self-control. When It Is slrulght and orderly, the revorse Is the crfso. If there is a tendency to mi l at the outer ends of the miiHtachn tliero Is a tendency to ambition, vanity and display. Whn the curl turns upward there Is geniality. When the Ir.-V.ltia tlon is downward there Is a more date turn of mind, pot unaccompanied j with gloom. Detroit News. The Old-Fashioned Boy. Ho has dlmploa, langhter-wellsi And bis ears are pretty shellsl lie will vary rarely eryt dmlles are shining In his eyot Be Is Jnst as full of fun As a kitten In the sunt On his head a ribboned eurl Makes htm look 'most like a glrll What s hleslng and a Joy Is ay fat, old-tasbloneil boy! Chicago Register. Lion. Lion Is a big black dog, whose mas ter sends him to the poetofflce) for his letters. When the clerk sees the shag gy head at the window he puts tho lettors and paper In Lion's mouth, and away he trots, never losing a bit of It. One day, when coming home from the office, he saw a piece of cake on the sidewalk. Now Lion Is very fond of cake, and he was hungry; but, It he put the lotters down some one might run off with them, for It was on a busy street. The shaggy head was still for a minute, as If thinking, when, dropping the. lotters carefully on the sidewalk, he placed one big black paw on them, and then ate the cake as If lie enjoyed It Light of Truth. "Diogenes the Wise." With all his faults the old philoso pher of Athens was often called "Di ogenes tho Wise." Whether his wis dom was really so great as to deserve that title may be doubted. But his worst faults seem to have been good qualities carried to excess. In oppos ing too much luxury, he cut himself off from the comforts of life! In his caperncss to mnko life simple, ho lost sight of Its gentillttos; he was saving at tho expense of ncirtncss. truthful at the cost of courtesy, and ploiln apok en even to rudeness. Ono would say that he was coarso grained by nature, but he shown! signs of tenderness and even refinement, which proved that the grain was not entirely coarse, and which made us wonder at an ago that could produce two men bo wise and yet so different as Dlogenog tho rude. "walking philosopher" of his tlmo, and Plato, the polished and aristocratic gentleman. St. Nicholas. Which Are You? Two boys went to gather grapes. One was happy because they found grapes. The other was unhappy be cause the grapes had seeds In them. Two men, being convalescent, were asked how they were. One said, "I am better today." The other eald, "I was worse yesterday." When It rains one man says, "This will make mud;" another, "This will lay the dust." Two boys examined a bush. One ob served that It had a thorn; the other that It had a rose. Two children looking through col ored glasses, one said, "The world is blue;" andl the other eald, "It Is bright." Two boys having a bee, one got honey, the other got stung. Tho first called It a honey bee, the other a sting ing bee. "I am glad that 1 live," Bays one man. "I am sorry I must die," say another. "I am glad ," says one, "that It Is no worse." "I am sorry," says another, "that It Is no better." One Bays, "Our good Is mixed with evil," Another says, "Our evil Is mixed with good." Christian Register. Conundrums. What is the difference between Joan of Arc and Noah's ark? One was made of gopher wood and the other Maid of Orleans. Wliat Is the difference between a chicken with qne wing and one with two? A difference of (a) o-plnlon. What Is the greatest thing to take tefore slnsing? Breath. Why Is Cupid a poor marksman? He Is always making Mrs. (misses). Why do most girls like ribbons? They think the beaux becoming. Why Is a blacksmith's apron like an unpopular girl? It keeps the sparks off. Why are girls good postofflco clerks? Because they understand managing the tails. What animals are admitted to tho pora? White kids. When Is a girl like a mirror? When he Is a good looking (g) lass. When is a schoolmaster llko a man Ylth one eye? When he has a va cancy for a pupil. 1 In what key should a declaration of ve be made? He ml no ah! (B minor). Why Is a sheet of postage stampB like distant relatives? Because they are only slightly connected. Why can the world never come to an end? Becauso it Is round. First Impressions. "Hurry tip, mother! They close tho doors when It Ih 9 o'clock, you know." It was hlu first day at school, and tho little hid1 could scarcely await tho moment for departuro. Ills constant chatter showed) his fear of being late. But at luat the hour arrived, and he' was shown Into a large room where there wore many children. His eyes opened wider and wider, but he did not have a word to say; his time was all taken up with just looking. Pres ently he found that his mother was kUalng him, and telling Mm to be a good bey. Theu a strange young lady landing near took blm In charge. Whore was mother going? What -wee this strange womsn going to Ho with blm? His eyes, as be looked at bis mother, wore an expression at once soared and pleading. But he remembered that father had told him to bo his solid little man, and not let all the children think he was a baby. So he bravely swallowed that funny lump In his throat, which somehow made his voice sound so odd and quenr as he said to his mother, "Good by, mother! Bo sure and come for me at noon." Thus began his first school day. He was placed on a hard little Beat be hind a tiny desk, and for a time he felt that If he moved a finger some thing awful would happen; but soon he saw that thihgs were taking place around him, and he raised his head. He looked at the other boys, front, back and all around, and presently he saw one boy stand up and say, "C-a-t." Then another boy stood up and Biuld, "B-o-y." Wns that all they learned at school? Why, he know how to spell those words long ago! He thought he was going to learn something new. His heart swelled with oil the Importance of his seven yean, and he could scarcely sit still until he was given a chance to show them how easily he could spell and count all that they were spelling and counting. Then when 13 o'clock enmo and he marched with the others like little sol diers to the street, this little lad looked eagerly for a face that ho was sure would be waiting. With one little scream he fairly flew to her, and clasp ing his arms round her neck, said: "Mother, this Is such a funny school! They didn't tench us anything new at all. The teacher Just toM the boys how to spell cat. and rig and hen. But I showed her I could do much better than that. "Well, what, did my little boy say when tho teacher asked him to spell?" "Why, she wanted me to spell cow, but I Just got up and sald.'M-l-s-s-l-s-s-l-p-p-1. " Youth's Companion. Animals That Swim. There Is hardly an anlmnt knorwn tli Bt. cannot swim. Most animals nro perfectly ready to swim when neces sary, end will rross deep water by swimming rather tlvin to po around It. Some animals swim only when the greatest, necessity drives them to It. Birds, on tho .other hand, cannot swim unlers they are water fowl. Kv ery one knows how mls'-rably chickens perish In water. Song birds are equal ly helpless. Even tho wadors drown in deep water. It is a common belief that pigs can not swim, or, rather, that, although they cannot swim, they will "cut their throats" with their front hoofs In the struggle As a matter of fact the domestic pig Is not a willing swimmer, and will take to the water only In the most se rious emergency. But the wild boar swims readily, and takes to the water Invariably If hunted In a direction that lends to It. The domestic cat Is a very good and swift swimmer, despite her objection to water. In an experiment made by the writer, a cat beat a water spaniel. Both wero thrown overboard a meas ured quarter of a mile from shore, and the cat got in first. The rat's superior speed was not due to her fear of the water, for she was one of those rare cats that go in voluntarily. The dog was fully as anx ious to reach shore as the cat, for he was frantic with eagerness to get to his master who Btood on the land. The cat In question belonged to me when I opened a fishing camp on a marsh Island In the middle of one of the big salt water Days on the south shore of Long Island. She was a great, ugly black cat, and as she bad been born on the marsh, she was accus tomed to the water from the beginning. When she was still a tiny kitten, she need to amuse us and our visitors by lying close to the water and making swift dabs with her claws at the lit tle minnows that flashed past. Finally, one day, we were surprised to find her standing in the water. She had wnded out so far that only her shoulders and head wero above the surface and there she stood fishing. For a long time Bhe did not move a muscle. Then suddenly she made a quick motion with her left fore claws and1 backed out of the water with a little blackflsh. From that day on It became unnec essary to feed the cat. She hunted for her own food regularly and for sev eral years she ate absolutely nothing but fish, except In winter. She became so greedy for fish that sho would leap into boats as soon as they camo alongside and steal the first fl3h that eho could seize. Finally It became customary for tho fishermen to anchor their boats In front of the enmp and wade ashore to prevent the thief from getting any of their catch. As the beach was shelving, the boats often were anchored 200 feet out from shore. One day I saw something move In one of tho boats and then I saw our black cat climb furtively out of tho bow with a flsli In her mouth. She slipped gently Into tho water and swam ashore with her spoil. After that sho tnnde a regular prac tl.o of swimming out to boats until sho became a nulsunce. Her sins were made worse by tlio fuct that, although Bhe would stand In the water patient ly for hours writing for a finh. she re fused absolutely to catch tho white rats with which the cro.-k was Infest ed. . So there was no grief among us when a Btranger seeing the rat swim across the creok one day imagined that she was somo curious sea creature and shot htr dead. San Francisco Chronicle. jmintnnTinnTHTTiTtnmmnTtnmimnmmmmnTTnmmr THE JEFFERSON I SUPPLY COMPANY ' I B B Being the largest distributor of Qcneral Merchandise in this vicinity, Is always in Fosition to give the bett quality of roods, ts aim is not to sell rou cheap goods but when quality is considered the price will al ways be found right. Its departments are all well filled, and among the specialties handled may be men tionea L. Adler Bros., Rochester, N. Y., Clothing, than which there is none better made; W. L. Douglass Shoe Co., Brockton, Mass., Shoes; Curtice Bros. Co., Rochester, N. Y., Canned Goods; and Pillebury's Flour. This is a fair representation of the class of goods it is selling to its customers. B B' e e B B B B B B aiuiiiiiiiiiiiimiuiiiiiiiuiuiiiiuiiiiiiiuiuiiiiiiuiuuiiuuis 30 TO- BON TON BAKERY JOHN II. BAUM, Prop., For good first-class baked goods such as fine Marble Cake, English Wine Fruit Cnkc, French Fruit Dev iled Cake, Angel Cake, Lady Fingers, Jelly Drops, Kisses, .Maroons and lots of other good cakes. A fine selection of all kinds of cookies; a good line of Fresh Bread and Parker House Rolls, Buns, Coffee Cakes. A nice selection of pies always on hand. WetMhiy and 1'urtle a Spechilli. Given a Call. The LATEST FASHIONS IN GENT'S CLOTHING The newest, fincstcloths. the Intent designs, all the most fash lonable cuts for tho summer season. Call at our shop and soo samples of cloth a complete line and lot us convince you that wo are tho loaders In our line. Reasonable prices al ways and satisfaction guaran teed. Johns & Thompson. OF REYNOLDS VILLE. Capital Surplus $50,000 $25,000 Scott ITIrf l-llaiirf. I'rr.ldrnt! J. :. King, Vice Prr.ldenlt Juiiu II. KamcUer, Cashier. Director: Scott MeriellHnrt J. O. King Daniel Nolan John H. Corbett J. ft. Kuucher O. W. Fuller R. 11. Wilton !oos u Kenerrilhiinklnfrbu-lncnn&nd sollrlts the lu'counlH of merchHnt, prnfrhfeluntil men farmera, mechanic. nilnrn, lumlwrmen una oihir, pioinlnlnir ihe iiiimI careful ailvntUm to lilt uuNltiffcH of all ntTtfonii. bafe Depot.it boxes for rent. First National llauk building, Nolan block Fire Proof Vault. EVERY WOMAN Sometimes traoOs a rluOW mouU.1 refuluUee Bii-Mx DH. PEAL'S 'V PENNYROYAL piLI.S, a re prompt, safe and certain la result. ThesMt Dr. tWa) never Ulaauauiat, it OQ jwr so Vet sale by B. Ales. Itoks- Bird Vengeance. A naturalist recently witnessed r.n encounter between a large swan auJ a little brown din'k. The dur'.t had ap parently Insulted tho swan by trying to cross Its with, for It was sudiknly eelx.'d by tho swan and held under the water until he was sure it would be drowned. Hut at last tlio ywun let it E and sailed imijestleally away. Uut tlio ducU, after Ukiug a breath, looked round to see whero lis enemy was. and seelu'; It ro.-e lino tlio air and tK'.'.b orately eamo down. Ouinilna its wing, on the a.stonl.ihecl swan's buck. The Bwau fled In terror, and the duck, au imreutl;' satlsiled. quietly swain a.vay. Created Wireless Gtticn. It is rurmwed that the government will erect tho greatest wire 1cm tule phnpli station lu the world at Care Henry. 'I ho principal )ise of the sta tion Will be to rominuiili'ato with war vessels at iea, Tatnra, Key West aud Dry Tortugae) Northern navy yards Tho poles will be 200 feet hlth. First National Bank tov: ---a smk i a C S 2 BUSINE33 CARDS. q m. Mcdonald, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW, Notary Puhlle, renl estate a-ent, Pat-nte Sfr-urrcl, collections made promptly, Ofllo In Nolan block, HvynoldsTlile, Pa. gMITH M. MoCKEIOHT, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW. otrr Piihllc and Raal Eitate Aeana, Opt notlnns will. rrcMre prompt attention. Omoe) n Prophllrh ft Henry block, near poatofUoe. Se-oolJ-llle Pa. JU. IS. E. HOOVER, REYNOLD3VILLE, PA. RwlipnKlnntl-t. In the floorer bulldlne next door to ikwioIBco, Main street. Qeo tie na In operating. D R. L. U. MEANS, DENTIST, Office on second floor of Firs. National bank building. Main streot. JR. R. DkVERE KINO, " DENTT3T, EftVe oa second floor fteynolda-ttle Real state Bid(. Main street Reynolds-llle, Pe J)R. W. A. HENRY, DENTI9T. Oflloe oa second floor et Henry Brae. krVea) building. Mala street. E. NEFF. JUSTICE OF THE PEACE And Beal Estate A-ent, EeynelAsTllJe, Fa, ctxclF AT ET1DEC1 YOUNG'S PLANING MILL You will find Sash, Doors, Frames and Finish of all kinds. Rough and Dressed Lumber, High Grade Var nishes, Lead and Oil Colors in all shades. And also an overstock of, Nails which I will sell cheap. J. V. YOUNG, Prop. ;3-unT;i"ci.'j-iJu..Li.aiiJ.: j-uuii: PICTURES PICTURES PICTURES In fact everything we have at and below cost -going out of business. . Parties knowing themaelvee to have Roods with us for re pairs, or pictures that have been left here for framing, please call and get same. Now Is your time to get Pictures Framed. Everything must go. Stop and see about the bargains. Northerner & Kellock. Woodward Built.! ost, Main Street WHEN IH OOUllT.TRY 1 he fca- tOOti th tMlo: WeVfe. tfid tnv vurvd thouBtBii at tatet oi Nervous 1 . ?. tt Usttty. Dut (:). ksf4jue setxi V'ltt.i, AUOfll)',an 1 -MT dear lti bra.n,atrnkt h circulation. Bu.k liitu pen:! u irapevrl ft Rt-V vigor iota ho. bl. Ail 4u1m end Iom x c .. c4 tLost worrU thm Utoliuat..ty CoaUWMp t IMtl DMtH. Malltd MfcUd. y.tcal tito MMfv 64 few fiscal! mmmi For Mdf fey . 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