THE SPINNING
JOHN FRANCIS WULCH.
Yellow the moonlight to shine It beginning) v
Close by the window young Eileen Is spinning! .
Pent o'er the lire, her blind grandmother, silting,
Is eroonlng, and moaning, end drowsily knitting
"Klleen, achorn, 1 beer someone tapping"
"'TIs the Ivy, dear mother, against the glass flapping."
"Eileen, I surely hear somebody sighing,"
"'Tit the sound, mother, dser, of Ihe aumtner wind dying;."
Merrily, cheerily, noisily whirring,
Bwing the wheel, spins the reel, while the foot's stirring)
Pprlghtlv, and lightly, and airily ringing,
Thrills the tweet vole o( the yoang maiden tinging.
"What't the nolle I hear at the window, I wonder?"
"'Tie the little birds chirping the holly both under,
"What makes you be shoving and moving your atool on,
And alnglng all wrong that old aong of 'The Coolan'?"
There's a form at the casement -the form of her true lore
Aad he whispers with faoe beati I'm waiting for you, 1oto
Get up on the atool, through the lattice atep lightly,
We'll rove In the grove while the mooa'i ahlning brightly.
Merrily, cheerily, noisily whirring,
ftwlnge the wheel, spins the reel, while the foot'i ttlrringi
Uprightly, aad lightly, aad airily ringing,
Thrills the aweet voice of the yeung maiden alnglng.
The maid shakes her head, on her Up lays her tinge re,
Bteala up from ber teat longa to go, and yet llngerei
A frightened glaaee turns to her drowsy grandmother.
Puts one foot on the stool, spins the wheel with the other
Leatiy, easily, awlags new tee wheel rouadi
Hlowly aad lowly la heard now the reel's sound)
Noiseless and light to the lattice above her
The maid steps thon leapa to the arms of her lover.
Blower slower and alower the wheel awlngsi
Lower lower and lower the reel rlngsi
Ere the reel and the wheel atop their ringing and moving.
Through the grove the young lovers by moonlight are roving.
alLaa1
A DREAM
'1 suppose I've been ill! I wonder
srhat'a the matter wltt me?"
Colin Stuart opened hie eyes, and
truggllng Into a sitting posture saw
that he was in the shabby bed sitting
room In the dull side street which for
dreary time now had been his
home."
He vu still only half conscious and
painfully weak, but gradually his brain
adeared a little, and bit by bit memory
euie back. ,
"So she didn't turn me out, after all!
ghe must have looked after me, too,
and found money for medicine and
food. Her bark was worse than her
kite, poor creature! I daresay she's
kard pressed enough herself at times,
specially If many of ber lodgers are as
unprofitable as I am."
"How much did I owe her, now, be
fore I was taken ill? How long have
I been lying here In ueurlum. and,
worst problem of all, what am I to do
with myself now I have my senses
back again? Life was pretty rough be
fore; it will be impossible now."
Another glance round the room
freshened his memory again the open
piano, the loose sheets of torn music
carelessly strewn all around. However
long the illness had been in duration,
io loving hand tended him, only grudg
ing service (given, perchance, as an
alternative to an inquest) had been be
stowed on him.
"I remember! I'd reached the end of
U things; not one penny left no
iwork season flat couldn't sell music
or get it sung, not one solitary en
casement through all those awful
weeks. Only the clothes I was wearing
left! Not a frlond in the whole world
I could turn to for help bread and wa
ter for a week then water without
the bread, with uie Frenchman's ex
perience to follow; no sooner had I
taught the horse to live on one straw
a day than the brute spited me and
died!
"But I didn't die! No; here I am, un
fortunately, alive. I've been under uie
Waters of fate once, and like other
Indies risen to the surface. I shall
Bo down again directly. Mrs. Wilcox
thinks she can turn me out without be
ing had up for manslaughter or any
thing of that kind. Shall I rise the
aeoond time through the casual ward
ear be allowed to die quietly In the
(utter? Heaven knows; I don't."
Another long, weary pause, at the
and of which the landlady popped her
Mad In at the door, gave a grunt which
Slight either have been satisfaction or
aisgust on realizing the invalid was
conscious ibetter; then dived back to
the kitchen, emerging therefrom a lit
tle later with a basin of very weak
aoup and a piece of bread, which she
aet down with a clatter on a small ta
ble near the bed with the remark:
"You can feed yourself again now;
the time it's wasted every day a-look-lng
after you no money could ever pay
for."
"I'm sure I'm very grateful," was
the shamed reply. "Have I been ill
long?"
"Mor'n two weeks," ungraciously,
"an' me scared to death with all this
talk o' smallpox about."
CoUn started violently.
"But it can't be that there Is no
rash"
"Good thing for you It wasn't," was
the sharp retort. "It's delirium, the
doctor says. You've been a-playlng
that there piano to death, but there
ain't enough on those bones to suit
fae; It's all noise an' no meat in pia
nos. Never no more musicians take
xny rooms, and out you go just as soon
as ever you can sot foot to the ground."
"I must owe you an awful lot," he
murmured, brokunly. "I Bee medicine,
and food, and wine, besides the rent;
you must be a kind of pantomime fat
ty disguised as as"
"Don't you go poking your fun at
ne," she broke in shrilly, "I'm a poor
hard working honest woman. Fairy,
Indfwrl. The very idea! What you've
tad you've paid for, or, It stands to
' reason that you'd have gone long ago."
"Paid for," blankly; "why, when I
ftrau taken ill I was behind with my
freat"
' "And wholl blame me for paying
syself out of the money In your pock
WHEEL BONO."
t
MELODY.
et?" hectorlngly. "There you was a-
lylng dead (so It looked at first) on
the floor, and when the doctor was
fetched, he says food, Ore, wine an'
good nursing. 'Who's to pay?' says I,
and he says, 'You'd better look among
his things for his money. In the mean
time, use this,' giving me a sovereign.
One of the other lodgers sat with you
while I run out for the medicine, an'
afterward we went through your things
together.
"Ten pounds there was In two five
pound notes, an' 16 shillings In silver.
I Jlst got the gentleman to sign his
name to Its being all rigtit, which,
thank heaven, he's here an' can provo,
an' in course I took out the throe
pounds owing for rent, an' nald the
doctor back his sovereign, an' used
the rest as it was wanted. What's left
is in that there box on the table, an'
another week's rent due tomorrow."
She was hard, but honest There was
still a remnant of gold among the sil
ver enough to last, please heaven, un
til he was strong enough to crawl
about again, with the hope of earning
a precarious living.
Where the money bad come from
goodness alone knew! A purse of gold,
where not one copper piece had been!
As Colin lay back on his lodging
house pillow (hard and rather grimy)
unshed tears burned his eyeballs as ho
thought of that doctor, who, seeing at
a glance that he was dying from sheer
starvation, had not hesitated to give
the "two pence" of the Good Samari
tan.
"The mere money I may repay some
day," he thought; "but the action.
never! Whothcr one pound or fifty at
the last day, it will speak It will have
thousand voices, God will hear
them."
As soon as he could crawl, he
dragged himself to the piano. If even
now he could only be in time ttmo to
win that grand prize offered by the
Conservatoire at Florence for the best
setting of a song to words supplied by
them 250 English money, with the
situation of harmony master at a largo
salary too, perhaps, the cleverest group
oi students the world had ever seen.
There was an exquisite but madden
ingly elusive melody in his brain an
angel song; but his head was weak
from illness, and it was evidently
doomed to remain one of those untold
dream witcheries which thrall most
soul musicians at times and draw away
their thoughts to cloudland. He could
not hum it, could not find its begin
ning or end, though he tried each note
in the gamut; but he felt it, he had
dreamed it; some day too late, per
haps, to make use of it in this world
It would come to him In its full, glori
ous beauty.
Song after soag, tune after tune, he
painfully evolved, only to throw them
aside with cry of despair when fin
ished. "Mechanical! wooden! Correct har
mony? Yes, but oh, ye gods, how com
monplace, how evenly on the dead lev
el! and only 24 hours left before the
MS. must be posted. I am like a
drowning man who sees the life belt
hanging Just only out of his Teach. The
prize, the position, the melody, and my
utter Inability to grasp it. What Is
that?" spring' to his feet and almost
ceasing to breathe as certain notes,
halting, faulty, but still gloriously
beautiful, reached his ear. "Who is
that? What is that?" A long pause,
then he said deliberately, resolutely,
though his face was white as now,
"That Is the muslo that shall win tho
prize! It is mine, not his! I droameo.
It I can write It Into something that
will electrify the world; my harmonies
shall be transcendentally beautiful, his
are hopelessly faulty; the melody Is
worthless to him, to nie it is salvatioa
for soul and body" .
Tho notes were played through again
Blowly, tenderly, with wrong chords,
with right chords, with' one fingor on
ly, a rich deep voice hummed them, a
girls' clear soprano corrected the man
to a curious minor resolution that Co
lln's soul had already leapt to they
these unknown two had given htm
the clew to bis dream melody; theirs
was of the earth earthy; he would turn
it into something that wag worthy
even of heaven itself.
Down he sat ind'tet feverishly to
work, and the melody fitted the words,
as a glove the hand:
Hall, victor In the generous strife,
This Is the gulden hour of lite;
The struggle and the task are done,
The guerdon and the chaplet won.
Thine la the fadeless olive crown,
Mason and badge of bright renown;
For thee the poet's lyre Is strung
For thee the song of triumph won.
He wrote on and on, and on! Night
passed Into day, and day nearly Into
night again before it was finished, and
he managed to stagger out and post It
himself; then he fainted, and Mrs. Wil
cox told him he must leave her house
at the end of the week. She couldn't
abide Invalids, besides which she had
a chance of letting her rooms for al
most double the money; her first floors
were going, and new people coming in
who wanted an extra room.
Colin was thankful to go. He felt
like a thief who has robbed a blind
man. He was a thief, and he had stol
en what was far more precious than
gold he had stolen fame from an old
man, a foreigner, from a girl perhaps
as poor as himself and he bated him
self for It He had done It almost In
his delirium, but as health and
strength returned every hour, so did
his moral sense of right and wrong.
He wss a thief.
The letter with the good news came
to a dreary London attic, one of those
tiny, 111-furnlshed rooms which shelter
broken hearts and hide blighted hopes
from the mock of the world.
Colin Stuart had won the prize for
his superb setting of the classic ode
he held the check In his hand for
250, with the formal offer of the post
he had craved, with more than formal
appreciation of his work, for the fa
mous Slgnor Tlorno pronounced It wor
thy of the highest praUe.
Colin threw the letter down In bit
ter contempt. "Stolen honors a giant's
robe," he muttered, "only, thank heav
en, there Is still time to make restitu
tion. I will tnke It there onlght now,
it may be to them what it was to me
what it would have been to me if it
were honestly mine. Perhaps the mel
ody was hers that beautiful dark eyed
girl I used to see passing up and down
to the second floor back perhaps it
was tho old foreigner's I saw with her
just before I was taken 111 they will
pity and forgive, the temptation was
so great"
But they also had left Mrs. Wilcox'
apartments, he found they had gone a
few days before he himself bad done so.
"She Miss Glacomo was a gov
erness and had lived here for three
years," explained Mrs. Wilcox, vexed
ly, "and paid to the day all that times.
Then her uncle came and took her
away he hadn't any children, and Is
quite a rich old man, I believe, an'
she's going abroad with him. She was
his sister's child, an' there'd been a
quarrel over the marriage, an' they'd
lost sight of each other. Anyhow, the
parents are dead now, and the slgnor
he's adopted Miss Glaeoma for his
own; their address, sir? Now, let mo
see, they went from here to one of
them big hotels Cecil, I think It
was"
Colin contrived to cut short the rest
of her voluble talk, and started off to
walk to the Hotel Cecil; he was glad
from his heart that the girl had found
a frlen'd and the prospect of happiness
If only the good luck had come to
him, other dreams than money and
fame might have been his; now she
would never know that her pretty face
had chained him to Mrs. Wilcox'
house like a spell; that the chanoe
meetings sometimes, the glance from
her sweet eyes had Inspired his muse
yes! something else had gone out of
his life with Nina Glacomo, and he
had to confess himself as a thief before
her.
It was the only restitution he could
make.
e e -
"I had set my whole soul on win
ning that prize," stammered the cul
prit, with downcast eyes. "I thought
of it by day, and dreamed of it by
night then I was taken ill, and a
wondrous melody made itself known
to me; strange, sweet harmonies ran
through my fever so that waking was
almost a pain, for with coming back
to this dreary world the angel tune
vanished, and I could not catch bold of
it it seemed still in my soul, but elu
sive, like a shadow which cannot bo
grasped then then one night I heard
It played In another room, I beard It
bummed and strummed, not the har
mony but the ghost of the melody, and
my delirium was not over. I entreat
you to believe It was not the true Colin
Stuart, but some remnant of the fever
fiend who did it I stole the melody
and elaborated it, harmonized it, as 1
had heard It played In my dreams, and
I sent It In as my own; it won tho
prize It Is here-yours, not mine"
"No," said Nina Glacomo, softly lay
ing a detnlnlng hand to Bitty the re
treat he tried to make, "it was always
yours, Mt. Stuart; even in your fever
the ruling passion of your life came
out; there were many hours when you
were alone, untemlcd, and you used to
get up aud play wonderful music
dream music which drove one into
ecstacy to hear, better, far more beau
tiful than I had ever heard you play
before.
"That prize melody was yours, and I
used to pick out just the air on my
piano afterward sometimes. I have
remembered other tunes, but I liked
that best, it Is your very own and the
appointment also and I am happy fur
your sake"
"I had one other dream, too," he
said, In almost an inaudible tone, "as
weet or sweeter than the music, Thero
was a puree found in my room, a lady's
purse, with a name hastily erased, yet
not so thoroughly but that some letter!
were left"
"You must forgive," she cried quick
ly. "The good luck came to me just
then; my uncle offered me a home. I
knew I should have enough money for
always and and I was passing the
door when you fell r.ml fainted. I
knew why, and Mrs. Wilcox has been
made bard because her own fight has
been so bitter those on the coach can
not understand how the wheels hurt
unless once they have been under them
themselves."
And after all they did not pass out
of each other's lives the good luck
had come at last! Tit-Bits.
BOYHOOD OF THE HERRE8HOFF8.
John B the Blind Builder, Worked
Under the Guidance of His Mother.
When the America won the first in
ternational yacht race at Cowes, Eng
land, fifty-two years ago, the world
little knew at the time that on a lit
tle farm at Point Pleasant, Bristol, R.
I., two children were playing who
would give yachting and rapid naviga
tion generally an all-round, far-reaching
impetus such as, in all the wide
world, they had never felt before. The
elder, John B. Herresboff, a sandy
haired, blue-eyed, earnest-looking boy
of 10, although foredoomed to a Ufa
of blindness, could then see, and had
already begun to whittle out pretty
toy boats. Only three or four years
later he built his first boat for actual
use, which was considered a marvel cl
beauty and speed. At 15 his eyesight
failed him forever, but he would not
let anything discourage him, so he
continued to study boats, and to build
them, too. The younger, "Nat," a
rather reddish-haired, ruddy-faced,
roguish toddler of 3, at the time of
the Cowes contest was noted chiefly
for his Irrepressible inclination to run
away to the shore near by, at every
favorablo opportunity, and He down
on 5iJs back In the sand and kick his
heels exultantly In the water. He was
often found asleep in this position by
his anxious mother, one chubby hand
clasping a wisp of seaweed, the other
full of wet sand, and the rising tide
washing his bare feet Whenever he
was missing he was first Bought for on
the shore, where, if he was awake and
saw that his movements were noted,
he would generally spend his time in
watching passing ships or sailing chips
or toy boats.
When older grown, he attended the
primary, Intermediate and grammar
schools, and later, the high' school, un
der the princlpalshtp of Thomas W.
Bicknell, now living in Providence, who
says he was always well behaved and
studious, only an ordinary pupil In
grammar, reading, Fp.dllng, or history,
but bright in physical geography, alge
bra, geometry and chemistry, and re
markably keen In natural philosophy.
At this time he was tall for his age,
thin, rather slender, somewhat loosely
built and had a noticeable forward In
clination of the head which became
more and more pronounced from a ha
bit be had of closely watching rivals in
his many boat races, craning his nock
in order to see them from under the
boom.
Mr. Bicknell says that the mother of
the yoi.-ng Herreshoffs, although a very
busy woman, managed to visit the
high school two or throe timr.s a week,
on an averago, and encouraged hot
children, some of whom were blind,
In air ways possible. "My mother,"
said John B. Horreshoff to the writer
In 1S99, "Is 88, and still enjoys good
health. If I have one thing more than
another to be thankful for, It is her
care in childhood and ber sympathy
through life. She Is ono of the best
of mothers, and I feel that I owe her
a debt I can never repay." She has
since died. Walter Wellosley in Suo
cess. fcUAINT AND CURIOUS.
An electrical gridiron has been de
vised to kill flies. It stands vertically,
and the moment a fly alights upon it
death ensues from electric shock. The
dead fly drops onto a horizontal shelf
underneath.
Some large beetles are as good as
circular saws. They seize a branch
or twig with their deeply toothed Jaws,
and whirl round and round until the
twig is sawn off. They have boon
known to saw a twig as thick as a
walking sllek In this manner.
At the tlmo of the Roman occupa
tion of Britain five distinct spocles of
dogs were there, most of which can
with certainty be Identified with fuose
of the prosunt day. There were lue
house dog, the greyhound, the bull
dog, the terrier and Uie slowiiound.
A curious superstition prevails in
tho highlands of Scotland, that if a
cat be carried on a cart and the wind
blow from It to tho horses,tlie latter
immediately tire; and If any pt.it of
tho driver's clothing bo mode from cat
sliln, the homes will feel as it they
were drawing a double burden.
Loss of fortune aud loss of Ills prac
tice so affected Dr. Edward Stanton
of Koliomo, Ind., that ho berama de
mented. Ho Imagined himself an ox,
and strutted on nil fours throusa the
pasture -if the country farm, with tho
cuttle, uml ato grass. Ho died su.i
dunly, v,lillo thus occuplod, and with
his mouth anl stomach full of grass.
Miles of subterranean corridors,
lined with tombs and cells, wore con
structed years afjo, far bolow tho mug
niflcent c'ltutidi'cU at Kiev, Russia. In
theso cells over 1500 asrotics poifcrra
their dally devotion and duties live,
cat arid Heeri, In tho grim company of
their dead predecessor. For a short
time each day tho ramble In Uio bn-"
tit'.'.' gardens.
CEATINQ A RAILROAD.
It Cost Mrs. Willis More Than 6h
Had Saved.
Mrs. Willie Wcstcott, of Riverside,
visited her friend Mrs. Waddlcson In
Evanston Inst week and had a splendid
time. Only one thing marred the
pleasure of the occasion. That was
the unreasonable obstinacy of the rail
road companies.
"It's a perfect shame," said Mrs.
Willie, "that the Northwestern charges
35 rents for a ticket from Evanston to
Chicago."
"i" know It," her friend agreed. "I
can't see why they do such a stupid
thing. But I have a twenty-flve-rlde
ticket that you may uso going home,
so that you can ride to the city for 17
cents."
Mrs. Willie was delighted to be able
to save the 18 cents on the return trip
and was pouring out her thanks when
Mrs. Waddleson said:
"That's too bad! I forgot all about
having arranged to go In early to
morrow morning, so I shall have to
use the ticket myself."
Then they got to figuring on the
matter.
"I know what!" Mrs. Willie exclaim
ed. "I can put the ticket In an envelope
addressed to you and drop It In a box
when I reach Chicago, so that it will
get out bore In the first mall in the
morning."
This her friend pronounced a fine
scheme and Mrs. Willie was compli
mented upon her cleverness in having
thought of It
When it was time for her to start
for home Mrs. Willie paid her friend
17 cents for the ride and 2 cents for the
tamp which was to bring the ticket
back. Mrs. Waddleson Insisted on
furnishing the envelope free. Then
they kissed. Mrs. Willie cried "Now
bo sure and come soon," and the train
started.
On her way to the city Mrs. Willie
began to worry. She was afraid the
ticket might be left lying In a letter
box for a day or two If she posted It In
tho ordinary way, and thus her friend
would be unable to use It The more
she thought about It the less likely It
seemed that the ticket would bo re
turned to Its owner In time to be of uss
the next morning unless something ex
traordinary could be done.
At lost she addressed a benevolent
looking gentleman who sat near her:
"Are you going back to Evanston
this evening?" she asked.
He said he was.
"Well," she went on, speaking In her
sweetest, most appealing tones and
permitting a pathetic look to over
spread her beautiful race, "I am aw
fully anxious to have this ticket go
back bo that my frlond will get it the
ftr3t thing in the morning. Would you
mind taUinR it and dropping It Into the
Evanston postolTlco for me when you
return this evening? Then It will be
sure to be there."
Ho was delighted to bo of service,
and Mrs. Wllllo went on her way re
joining. After arriving at homo It oc
curred to her thnt the envelope con
taining tho ticket might for some rea
son be overlooked by the carrier In
the morning, so to make sure she call
ed her friend up by telephone and told
her to send to tho postodlre If the tick
et didn't reach her In time.
The telephoning cost 15 cents, which
with the 17 cents for the ticket and
tho 2 cents for the stamp made a
total of 34 cents. Still Mrs. Wlllla
couldn't understand why her husband
laughted when she told him how sin
had avoided paying the railroad com
pany 35 cents. Two days later she
complained that the benevoieut-look-Ing
man had either forgotten to post
the envclopo containing the ticket or
else was a wolf In sheep's clothing. Her
husband's loud laughter then convinced
her that he was coarse-grained or el3e
had a low streak In hlra somewhere.
Chicago Record-Herald.
Rain Brought No Orders.
Philip D. Armour one day received
a very long letter from an agent in
regard to conditions of trade in the
country through which he was travel
ing. Page after page was devoted to
telling his employer that tho "weather
and uncertain crop conditions were re
sponsible for the meager orders, and
not a lack of energy or perseverance
cn his own part. Rain was noeded la
that section. With tho first downpour
hope would enter into tlio despondent
community nnd nn order co-.xMcnsur-ate
wltu the benefits granted to a
parched earth could be expected."
Rain saturated the earth, lengthy let
ters cou'.Inuod to arrive, but no or
ders. 1
"How about orders?" wrote tho mer
chant, who was weary of footing non
productive expense accounts and read,
lng long letter1!. "Writo, and let me
know In tlio lowest possible words
what, merchants say now that they
have rain."
By return mail tho famous merchant
rocolved a le.tor which told him In a
few words the reception accorded tho
agent In tho newly drenched territory.
"Dry up, old man, dry up." Detroit
Free Press.
Cobbler Killed Man.
The story fiom Oklahoma of a two
year-old child being killed by & Plym
outh Rock rooster remind? ono of a
tragedy In North Curollna, which Is ro
late.l 03 follows:
"Many years ago a North Carolina
Judge or .ex-Jiulgo, Judge Speucor of
Anson, was killed by a turkey. He
was a very old man, aud was Hitting
in tho yard with a red skull cap on his
head. Tho red attracted the attenticn
of the turkey, angered It, and.lt flew
upon the wearer of the cap and
pecked, spurred and beat him to
death." Charlotte (N. C.) Observer.
Lots of men will never load the pro
cession until they are dead.
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j THE JEFFERSON
SUPPLY COMPANY
Being tli largest distributor of General
Merchandise in this vicinity, It alwajs la
f oaitlon to ghra the beet quality of roods,
ts aim Is not to sell won cheap goods bat
when quality is considered ths price win al
ways be found right.
It department are all well filled, and
among the specialties handled may be men
t tioned L. Adler Bros., Rochester, N. V.,
E: Clothing, than which there Is none better
made; W. L. DongUs Shoe Co., Brockton,
E Mass,, Shoes: Curtice Bros. Co., Rochester,
N. Y., Canned Ooods; and Pillsbury's Flour.
gr This is a fair representation of the
F of goods it Is selling to ita customers.
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N,
HANAU
I am dosing; out my stock- of dry
anS Kent' furnishing goods at 25
going to quit business.
11 00 Press Ooods Mo
hfto dress goods, AN3
7flc dress goods, B.V3
tftc Cashmere Bio
S.'x5 rlimere 24a
sue CkkIi mere I'MO
IRC 1'IhIiIs 120
Sc I'liilils - So
II.PO Hroftdrloth 70
II W Hronrluluih Ko
11.01 Hhki To
?,1c Mlki 67c
one Bilks 43
.- Silks tfa
Ic liruth ftlndlne; 7c
6e Kruxh Binding 4a
t'f. Table Linen ton
Mo table linen 40o
70c table linen - too
BOc butcher's linen 22o
40c butcher's linen DOo
Sc cambric Union So
Mo ladles' shirt waist 40o
CLOTHING.
In black andiblue, clay worsted,
sou
uare ana rounu cut bdiu.
15.00 stilts
14.00 suite
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10.00 suits
1.00 suits
I.W suits
1W suits
111.00
10.00
I.AS
Lit
660
1.60
1.40
YOUTH'S SUITS.
pono suits
I 00 suits
T.Msulte
S.50 stilts
1.00 suite
.M suits
T.M
I.U
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4.7S
4.01
1.71
L7I
First National Bank
OF REYNOLDS VILLE.
Capital
Surplus
$50,000
$25,000
Seotf irfcrlcllmid. Preeldentl
J. V, King-, Vine Presldeull
Jolin H. Kaueker, tJaahlar.
Directors)!
Scott McClelland J. 0. Klnf Daniel Holes
John H. Oorbett J. B. Kaucner
O. W. Fuller B. H. Wilson
Does a general ban king business and solicits
the accounts of merchants, professional wen
farmers, mechanics, mluere, lumbermen and
others, promising the most careful attentlos
to the business of all persona.
Bate Deposit Boxes for rent.
First National Bank building, Molaa blocs
First Proof Vault.
f
JO TO-
BON TON
BAKERY
JOHN II. BAUM, Prop.,
For good first-class baked
goods such as fine Marble
Cake, English Wine Fruit
Cake, French Fruit Dev
iled Cake, Angel Cake,
Lady Fingera Jelly Drops,
Kisses, Maroons and
lots of other good ctskes.
A fine selection of all kinds
of cookies; a good Hue of
Fresh Bread and Parker
House Rolls, Buns, Coffee
Cakes. A nice selecKon
of pies always on hand.
IVeddlitfftt and Farties t
Specialty. Oiveua a Cv
The LATEST FASHIONS
IN GENT'S CLOTHING
Tbe newest, fioeetolotht.
the latest designs, all
the most fashionable cut
(or tbe summer season.
Call at our shop and
soe Buraples of cloth
complete line and let us
convince you that we are
the leaders In our Una.
Reasonable prioes always
and satisfaction guaranteed.
?3
goods and clothing- and ladles
per cent loss than cost Am
It .00 ladles' shirt waists lie
il.ailadlua' shirt wnlst 11.11
SI N) Indies slilrt walnt
tl.lS Indies' shirt waist Mo
f 1.23 tmhy drses fc"
7rc bahy dresses - Vto
Me baby drosses . - silo
t'c liaby dresses, ldo
7!Sc buhy skirts 4N
60c bahy skirts 80o
2Sc bnhy'sfklrt luo
lie child's stocking Ttto
12Hcrhlld's stockings . 10c
IHc child's stockings ISHo
Iftc stand covers - - ipo
6c balls sllkateen 4o
10c ynrd sllkateen - 7Ho
15c yard sllkaUien 10'to
II. W Rexlhlecorset 1.00
It. 00 flexible corsets Klo
me fleslnlecorset 6fto
60c flexible corset eon
40c flexible corset tUo
Chlldrens' Knee Pant's Suit
s 00 Putts, ...
4.50 stilts
4.00 suits - .1.9
8.60 suite ISO
1.60 suits - 1.00
l.OOsulta 760
76o knee panta av
60a knee pants - 42o
250 knee panta lDa
25a child's overalls luo
Men's 15c linen collars 10O
Hoy's 10c linen collars 7o
Men's 25c rubber collars lfo
Men's 60c neckties . . Mo
Men's 25c neckties Ma
Child's 100 necktie to
BTJSINE53TCXRD3.
jya. 1 L. MEANS,
DENTIST,
. Office on second floor of First National kaak)
kutldlng. Mala street.
J)R a. DaVERK KINO,
DENTIST,
Elce oa second floor Reynoldsnils Rest
tatebldg. Mala street BenoldaTllle, Pa.
Jja W, A. HENRY,
DENTIST,
Ofltoe os aeoond floor Hear? Bros, brisk
allulng, Main street.
E.
NEFF.
JUSTICE OV THE PEACE
Aad Seal Estate Ageat, Berne Ida rllla, Fa.
gMITH M. MoCREIOHT,
ATTORNEY-AT-LAW.
Notary Public and Seal Estate Agent. Opt.
lections will recelre prompt attention. Onto
In Froehltcb A Henry blocs, seer postottos,
aleraoldsTlIU Pa.
U AT HlM W1HI1!IIS
EBB&3EXXE!
YOUNG'S
PLANING
MILL
You will find Sash, Doors, t
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. YOUNO, Prop.
main-nxi-TTTrn:
WHEN IK B0UI1T, TRY
tOOd thtt (MIOlrMM.
tod bav eufd thouaM.1i f
toil ol Nrvovt DUtsMfsi, tiek
is anil Vtu-icoccto, Atroply.fc
1 hay clow th brain, trntir(.st
tha circutftiioB. dl .-
7a prfci, a-itd Uiipuxt a kaaiikif
lidjvlgof tih wtiula tola. Ail
A tliaitti and Iom ar
(loo ofta worrit ihm into luannLty, Cottvewa
tUoar lMU)t Mailed bal4. tMof i jr tmt;
4 -. with Iron-clad fuarknta to vara at"
aafcisd Ua mvumy. M 6 Wfc.
Furaal br ft. a.U Ptoka.
EVERY WOIWAW
Sometimes needs a rUat
swttuily regulating aaecwina,
DM. PCAL'8
PENNYROYAL PILLS.
If
'WTO
Are rmtprAaafe and eerealata result Ttsrs
tie W. Ml) uerer dlaappolat, H.MlWvW
t seJe to . Ala. rsx.
Johns & Thompson.
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