SEA- xvA r. The tide slips up the silver sand Dark night und rosy day. It brings sea treasures to the land, Then bears them ull away. On mighty shores, from Eust to West, It wails and gropes and cannot rest. O tide, that still doth ebb and flow Through night to goldea day; Wit, learning, beauty, come and go— Thou giv'st, thou tak'st away. But sometime, on somegraciouß shore Thou shalt lie still and ebb no more. A NOB HILL PRINCESS. BY EMMA S. ALLEN. She lived, as a princess should, in the palace of her father, the king. It was one of the richest and most beautiful of palaces standing on an imposing ter race and looking down with all the maj esty of a royal abode upon the surround ing houses, though many of them were equally splendid. The king, after all, was not a king, as he had no more royal blood in his veins than a hackmau or a car-conductor. He had left the aged father who had given him the royal blood of honesty as an heritage, and come to California in "the days of 'l9'' to search for gold. He had found the gold, and since that good for tune had created the hunger and thirst for more and more gold, there seemed to be no limit to his ambition. Everything he touched had turned to gold, and for years people had called him King Midas. The name clung to him after he built his palace on Nob Hill, and it was sometimes varied by the less classical appellation of "Did John Vernon, the Bonanza King." j The Priucess Beatrice was the only | daughter—the ouly child. She was the j power behind the throne, even before her weak little mother succumbed to the ill-health that had driven her all over I the face of the earth in search of new ! climates and new physicians. Since her i death Beatrice had worn the ermine ex- j clusively, and worn it with so much un-1 Affected simplicity and grace that she I was not spoiled one jot or tittle. There I was something in her nature too sweet | and womanly for any amount of money or power to choke out. She stood, one evening, on the marble steps of the grand piazza, looking iu her own dreamy fashion at the steel-blue waters of San Francisco Bay, just as the sun was going out through the Golden Gate. She was wondering, as she had grown to wonder very frequently of late. | why her father seemed changed. He had a secret which lie was evidently keeping from her as long as he possibly . could—but a secret that must be made 1 , public sooner or later. Something in 1 the expression of his face, as he avoided meeting her eyes, told Beatrice all this, j She wondered every morning if lie would tell her before night what it was. Her ! questioning eyes scrutinized him very closely across the fine damask and glit" tering silver and crystal as she handed j him his Mocha or Oolong at breakfast, i lunch, or dinner. "Do you believe it is possible that he is going to fail?" she asked her very dearest friend in all the world—father barely excepted—Helena Ashton, that j afternoon. "How ran he fail?" said Helena,; with an inexpressible gesture. Miss Ashton was an extraordinary girl in a very ordinary position in life. " She was the oldest of three daughters, and had very good reason to be proud of a talented elder brother who was putting the zeal of his life into his profession. "Oh,' 1 rejoined Beatrice, composedly, ! "lie might as well fail as " 41 As the Bank of California ?" 44 As well as some other men who have failed. I wonder how it would seem to be poor." 44 As poor as we are?" 44 No, you are not poor. You belong to that happy class of which Young tells in 4 Night Thoughts'—'a goodly com petence is all we can enjoy.' Your father enjoys life as well—far better— than mine does, because he has that in terest in another life that all my father's money cannot buy ; aud your mother oh, Helena! if 1 only had such a mother! But I never had." The princess would have cried if she had been a crying girl ; but she only swallowed a little sob as she bent over Helena's artistic work-table. When she rose with sudden vehemence from the mahogany and old-rose plush chair in which she had been idling it flew back and struck the unfinished painting on Helena's easel, throwing it, face down ward, across the long, curved rockers. "Never mind, the paint is dry," said Helena, not stopping her work in the velvet bed ofarascne lilies. 44 You could lot hurt it any if it was not. It is a storm at sea." Beatrice carefully replaced the picture and adjusted a drape of amber silk across the easel. "You paint so much better than 1 do—you do everything better than I : do. You always did, since we began to go to school together. Your brother promised to find out what my mission in life is"—blushing slightly and getting behind Helena's chair. "He has given 1 up the quest, I presume, as a hopeless one—something past a lawyer's ability to j ferret out. Good bye, dear. Will you be at Mrs. Adley's 4 At home' to-morrow j evening?" "Oh, yes." Helena put down her work and went arm-in-arm with her frieud down the stairs and out upon the lawn. They ! stood together in the iron gateway for a few moments, then the princess was driven away from the pretty Queen Anne ! house a picturesque affair in dull Indian red and terra cotta shades—to the por tals of King Midas's palace. It was not alone of her father and his unaccountable actions that Beatrice was j thinking as she stood on the piazza look ing over the waters of the bay. "If 1 were a poor girl, 1 believe—but he is too proud -too true and perfect a man to ever think of—and there isn't another like him in all the world." Which scattering reflections certainly had no reference to her royal parent. The unspoken thought brought a blush to her face that made her brilliantly beautiful, even to the stupid footman' who answered her questions in the hall. " Is papa at home yet?" "No, miss. He went away an hour ago to be gone until to-morrow night. He left this message for you." Beatrice read the scrawling hand writing on ft largo white rani that the obsequious servant handed her on a sil ver salver. BF AU I.ITTLF. PRIXCKSH: To-morrow night I will tell yon nil that I think you mum huh pectnow. It will IM a blow to you. and jerliups you will hhimc me HO much that you will nnver forgive me. I ought to have prepared you for the HOWH, but I put it off from day to day with the cowardly assur an*\ 'To-morrow wi Ido as well.' Tome ia to the library to-iuorrow evening alter you return from M™. Adley's and I will toll you what tho po|>ei H will announce the following morning. Yocu FATHKB. There was no more doubt in Beatrice's mind, the was srrc that her time for heroic action had come. There would be no more days of idle ness and nights of revel for her—no more luxurous sipping of the richest wine of life from golden goblets— no more treading of rose-strewn paths; but thorns and bitter draughts and work —real work for her daily bread—would be her inheritance. All this she pic tured in the few brief moments she was ascending the velvet-carpeted stairs to her own beautiful suite of rooms. She touched the button of the tele phone that her extravagant fancy had caused to be constructed between her sanctum sanctorum and Helena's sitting room. Just at that hour the pride of the family was having a few moments* chat with his favorite sister, his six feet of splendid manhood stretched on a couch just underneath the telephone, lie sprang up as the bell tinkled and put the receiver to his ear, touched the but ton and waiving his hand in protest to his sister's interference. "Hello, Lena! Do please come up and stay all night ; papa is away from home. He left a message for me. My suspicions are correct, I am satisfied—he is on the j verge of financial ruin. He has promised j to all tomorrow night after I re turn from Mrs. AdJey's. The next morning, he says, all the world will know of it through the papers." There was an excited ring iu the voice away off in the Nob Hill palace. "Princess Beatrice, I don't believe it in spite of your correct suspicions. Helena has just been telling me, in con , fidence, of your anxieties. It seems to me the trouble must be something else." j If the telephone could only have con-I vcyed to him the loud beating of a j woman's heart, what a useful invention j j it would have been to him in disclosing what he had never been able to find out when the princess was talking in the i same room with him. He waited a mo- j mcnt for her reply. "No," it came presently, with metallic \ precision; "it cannot be anything else. Is Helena there?" "Yes, your Koyal Highness. Do you prefer to talk with her ?" "Certainly. Tell her I will send the ; carriage for her if she will come." "May I come with her?" "If you choose."' Helena pushed him aside. "No, he can't come with me. "NVhat | was it you told him that you intended for me?" After standing silently listening to j some long sentences, she replied: "All right, I will be ready. Phil is not coming, for he is only j waiting for dinner to be oil on some special business with his client." Beatrice was one of the latest arrivals at Mrs. Adley's that night. She was l never more simply dressed, and never so ! lovely in Philip Ashton's eyes. He had j sent her the lirst flowers he had ever j bought for her—passionate blood red j roses—and she wore them with the sim- j plv made cream satin. Aside from the \ rich lace in neck aud elbow-sleeves they j were her sole ornaments. Even the dia- ! monds in her ears had been put away, I for appearance's sake, on the eve of her i father's ruin. "Did I do wrong to come?" she asked Ashton, when he stood under a potted 1 palm tree in the music room, looking at j lier in the dim radiance of rose-colored ! lamps. "Why wrong?" "Because people will make remarks i about it, in the morning, when they ; know the truth." He covered her hand with his own as it rested on the back of a low divan. "You arc very philosophical in regard to the matter. Why are you not at home, as most girls would be, crying anil ' wringing your hands?" I lie had never before so committed i himself by word, look and action. Beatrice understood the underlying sig nificance of the question. She answered j it with the same roundabout directness. ! In spite of all their past reserve they un derstood each other perfectly. "I don't believe," frankly meeting his adoring eyes, "that I am so very sorry— | sorry enough to cry or wring my hands; I mean for myself." A strange, sweet knowledge kept them silent lor several moments. When a passing couple had gone out of sight and hearing, Ashton took both her hands. "My little princess! Do you know how long I have loved the king's daugh ter with a hopeless love?" "Perhaps," said Beatrice, "for as long a time as you have made her believe that 'the daughter of a hundred carls, she was not one to be desired.'" He lifted the hands to his lips. "We succeeded in misunderstanding ; each other perfectly, then. I should never have been brave enough to ask King Midas' little daughter for her hand with all the royal jewels in its palm." Beatrice tapped tremblingly at the library door at midnight. After some little delay her father opened it and : smiled very much as he had been in the habit of doing before lie became "pecu- j liar." "Come in, my dear," he said, kissing her, as he always did. "Don't wear your seal-skin in this warm room. Did ' you enjoy the evening at Mrs. Ad ley's ? j Sorry I could not go with you." As he did not seem to expect an ! answer to any question, Beatrice made I none. She sank into the huge depths of, the nearest chair and stared blankly at the old gentleman. He was not pale and j haggard and showed 110 symptoms of paralysis. On the contrary, his face j wore a blush like a school-boy's and his ! eyes shone witn anything but a wild despair. The terrible thought came to , Beatrice that perhaps the calamity had j been the means of darkening his mental faculties, lie certainly did look foolish enough to warrant the suspicion. "Don't look so distressed, my dear," j he began. "What I have to tell you is | not so terrible, after all —only I should I have prepared you for it gradually, j Don't blame me too much—you know 'there is no fool like an old fool.'" "Oh, papa! tell me the worst at once. For myself I do not care—but for you, it is dreadful." Beatrice began to sob as she flew into her father's arms. "What is dreadful for me? You don't know anything about it>" demanded he. "I know enough to satisfy my sus picions." "Well, what do you know?" "Oh, papa! why do you act so strangelyl believe you are crazed with trouble." j Tho old man scratched his bald head. \ | "Bless my bones! What is the matter! with you, Beatrice? It isn't such an 1 awful calamity for a man to be married, if he is sixty." Beatrice stood gaping with nstonish i ment. "Well my dear, is that what you knew?" laughed her father, kindly. "No—no! Is that all ?" "Yes; that is all. It is enough to make me feel as young as I did at twenty ' Ave." "And you arc not bankrupt ? We are not on the brink of ruin ?" | .John Vernon laughed uproariously. I "This is too much fun! Marion," he I called, going to the half drawn portieres , of the adjoining room, "come and enjoy it with us." As the curtains were drawn back Beatrice saw a sweet looking wouinn take her father's hand and cross the room to where she stood in the third or fourth stage of her amazement. She was not half as old as her millionaire bridegroom —not more than five years Beatrice's senior. "Beatrice, this is the new Mrs. Vernon —Queen Marion, the Princess Beatrice.*' When they all separated for the night, the princess and the queen swore lifelong fidelity. "It isn't strange that you loved such a little woman well enough to bring her into the palace to usurp your princess, papa," she told her father, when they were alone for a moment. "But she must have married you for your money." I "Well, perhaps she did; but Ashtou j can't have it all iu that case, you see." I Beatrice had made him a confidant, ; even in the presence of her youthful I step-mother. The little telephone-bell in Helena's i sitting-rocm tinkled madly iu the early I morning hours. "Forgive me, Lenu, for keeping you waiting so long for the news. Have you been asleep in your chair?" No; Helena had bceu taking a very comfortable nap on the couch, oblivious to her friend's sorrows. She received the news witli unmitigated surprise, aud, when she had said good-night and shut up the instrument, glided through the hall to her brother's door. A light shone through the transom —the ruddy glow of a coal-fire in the grate before which Ashton was stretched in an easy chair, clad in dressing-gown and slippers, dreaming, but not asleep. "Well?" he interrogated, sitting up, "has the telephone told the whole truth ?" "Yes." "Poor old man! Did she say how he bears it?" "He bears it beautifully. I think Bee is really to be congratulated;" and Helena's grave face became convulsed. "It isn't very much of a laughing matter, is it?" said i\he young fellow, se riously. 44 Yes, it is—the most decidedly funny thing I ever heard of," said Helena. And her brother thought so, too, five minutes later, lie did uot laugh very much. 44 After all," he said, "the world will say I am marrying the money instead of Beatrice." There proved to be truth in the news paper report of the previous morning. A large wholesale house in the city went into bankruptcy, and the same papers that blazoned the news abroad published romantic versions of 44 old John Ver non's marriage with a beautiful youug lady o| Oakland." "Perhaps," said Beatrice to her lover that evening, when he called, 44 1 can persuade papa to disinherit me, if you object to even half the money. You see, ; he might easily leave everything to his I wife." She stood beside him, wearing her diamonds again, and a soft, trailing tea gown of white and gold India silk. He laughed happily. 44 Since 1 have become so hopelessly ! , entangled, I shall have to submit to my fate, royal jewels, princess and all." I 44 That sounds heroic. We will let the world say what it pleases," and Bea , trice placed her hands in his. 44 If you I had not proposed to me in such an acci dental way, I am not sure but I should have taken the step myself, 4 Philip, my king.'"—[Frank Leslie's Illustrated. How the Laplanders' Bible was Translated. The Lapps have the Bible in their own tongue, and few stories are more j interesting than the account of its trans ; lation. Over thirty years ago a series of religious riots took place in a number of villages iu Lapland, and among the rioters was one Lars Haetta. During I the riots several homicides occurred, and Lars and some other of his companions were committed to prison on a charge iof murder. They were found guilty and j several were hanged, but in considera tion of his youth Haetta was condemned : to life-long imprisonment. Commiserat j ing his condition, his keepers and the prison chaplain extended to him such favors as could safely be granted to a life-long prisoner, and finding them re warded by good conduct, took especial | pains to teach him to read and write. ! Lars became interested in the Bible, grew day by day more fond of reading ! it, and finally formed the bold project of translating it into his native tongue. | Through many weary years the labor went on, for Lars was no great scholar, i and the Lapp language, as may he readily supposed, is not a fluent literary , medium of thought. But finally the work was done, the Bible translated and printed in the language of Lapland, I and the remainder of Haetta's sentence i was commuted. lie was living as late as 1870, and though an old man, was still I active, and often served parties of trav ellers as a guide.—[Boston Transcript. A New Industry. The firm of C. Y. Mayo A Sons, of this county, have shipped to a party in Pensacola, Fla., this week, a sample carload of sweetgum logs, or satin wal nut, as it is known commercially. This timber has been on the market for a number of years, being shipped to Europe from New York, New Orleans and other points, but up to the present time none has been shipped from this section of Alabama. Mr. Mayo, who has given- the subject considerable study, says that the sweet gum timber to be found in this section is of excellent quality and size, and he be lieves there is good money in it for some one. He will make a thorough experi ment with it at any rate. It will com mand a price of twenty-five cents per cubic foot and will not be required to stand a high average in size. Further developments in this line will be duly reported.—[Brewton (Ala.) Standard Gauge. " The Well of Frozen Air." I Near Dayton, Oregon, there is a well 1 locally known as the "well of frozen air." | In drilling the well a stratum of frozen I clay and gravel was encountered at a depth of 55 feet. After passing through live feet of this, numerous cavities were encountered from which cold air came in gusts. The escape of the air from the well can he heard roaring for nearly 200 ! yards. The air which comes from these subterranean depths is so frigid that it ia not possible for any one to hold his ' hand over the opening for more than two minutes without having it frozen. A bucket of water set over the opening ' will freeze through and through within a few hours. It is needless to add thai work was abandoned on the well wher : the cavities of "frozen air" were tapped, 1 —[St. Louis Hepublic. KAPIOLANI. How a Brave Woman Defied the Heathen God Pole. The distant kingdom of Hawaii, which extends its sway over the Sand with Islands, can boast the largest ac tive volcano in the world. This vol cano, called Kilanea, on the shores of the Pacific, is two and a half miles high; its crater, measuring six miles round, contains a lake of moulten lava in which great rocks are tossed about as if in u boiling caldron; from time to time the lava boils over, as it were, and rushes in streams of liquid tire down the mountain sides. Over the summit there hangs a cloud which by day i 9 ol" a silvery hue, but which reddens to a fiery glare by night. It is not much wonder that to such a terrilic work of nature the people of Hawaii should have attached many superstitions. They believed it to be the home of the goddess Pele, who had power, if offended, to overwhelm the in habitants of the islands with destruc tion; certain berries which grew upon its slopes were sacred to her; no woman was allowed to tread upon the verge of the mountain and the priests of Pele lived in its sides. About the year 1824 the young King of Hawaii, Liholiho, and his people, were converted to Christianity, and re nounced the worship of false gods; but so strong a hold bad the fabulous Pele over the imaginations of the Ilawaiians, that, while they renounced all other foriiiV of idolatry, they still firmly be lieved in the goddess of the volcano and retained their superstitious fears and observed their superstitious rites. This was a great grief to Kapiolani, wife of Naihc, public orutor of Hawaii. She, too, with the rest of the people, had been converted to Christianity, but, unlike them she resented the insult offered to the one true God in the wor ship still offered to Pele. At last, when all remonstrances had proved vain, she determined to try what effect a clear proof of her own disbelief in the ex istence of the goddess of the volcano would have upon the people. Accord ingly on a certain day in the year 1823, in the presence of a number of her fel low-countrymen, she set out for Kila nea and boldly began to ascend its steeps. Carrying in her hand the for bidden berries, she climbed the moun tain side in spite of the priests of Pele, who came out of their haunts and strove to turn her back with threats and warn ings. And, indeed, there was real dan ger in ascending Kilanea, for not only was the way rough, steep and difficult, and the cold of the heights terrible to a delicate Hawaiian, but poisonous gases often issued from the mountain, and sev eral men had, quite lately, been killed by inhaling them. Hut none of these dangers could daunt the brave Kapio lani, who toiled 011 until she reached the very top of the volcano; then she de- ' sccnded the precipice which surrounds the crater, and casting the sacred ber ries into the boiling lava, she cried, "If I perish by the anger of Pele, then dread her power; but, behold, I defy her wrath. I have broken her laws; I live and am safe, for 'Jehovah the Al mighty is ray God. His was the breath that kindled these ffames; His is the hand which restrains their fury. Oh, all ye people, behold how vain are the gods of Hawaii, and turn and serve the Lord !" Kapiolani's brave deed was not with out its reward, for the Ilawaiians, from that time, abandoned the worship of Pele, and the belief in her has long since died out.—[New York World. The African's Belief in Fate. Perhaps the most interesting races with whom I have been thrown into contact are the African, and I will con sider them first. I have more especially had to do with the natives of East Africa, who are Mohammedans of a somewhat lax and unorthodox type, and yet, owing to their implicit acceptance of Mohammed's fatalistic doctrines, their submission to kismet is so complete as distinctly to inllucucc the course of their illnesses. Indirectly it doe 9 so in the following way : When a Sidi-boy incurs, for in stance, a wound on his leg. he thinks that if Allah wills that this should get well its healing is certain, but, if the divine wish is otherwise, 110 human skill or care can do one iota of good; on this account details of simple dressing and protection are quite neglected by this poor fellow, or as much so as the sur geon will allow. If under discipline, he is willing to have his name on the sick list for the privileges which belong to it; but in his heart he despises surgical treatment. Clearly, then, the prognosis with such a case is much worse than it . would be in other subjects. The same argument applies with much greater force to medical coses on account of the childlike ignorance which exists among such people as to what disease actually meaus. This extreme and apathetic depen dence on fate forms the greutcst difficulty with which the physician has to contend. It speaks well for the blind religious faith of these races, and puts to shame many professing Christians on their sick beds; hut it costs many lives, and entails much extra work on medical attendants, who have perhaps to administer remedies with their own hands, and that often under great difficulties and at much personal sacrifice.—[Popular Science Monthly. Dae govs in Thibet. Dancing enters into a great ninny of the religious ceremonies in Thibet, where the inhabitants spend a great part of their time in worship and its at tendant festivals. Prince Henry, of Orleans, eldest son of the Duke of Churtrcs has recently re turned from a journey of exploration in Central Thibet. With M. Bouvalot the noted explorer, and a company of guides and servants, he crossed the desolate country between Lakes Lob Nor and Tengri Nor, narrowly escaping loss among the glaciers. In Lhasha, the sequestered capital of Thibet, which they reached after many hardships, they suw many religious dances. 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KENDALL CO., Enonburgli Fsllc, Vermont. SOLD BY ALL DRUGGISTS. PETER TIMONY, BOTTLER, And Dealer in all kinds of Liquors, Beer and Porter Temperance Drinks, Etc., Etc. Geo.Ringler&Co.'s Celebrated LAGER BEER put in Patent Sealed Bottles here on the premises. Goods de livered in any quantity, and to any part of the country. FREELAND BOTTLING WORKS, Cor. Centre and Carbon Sts., Freeland. (Near Lehigh Valley Depot.) JERSEY GALVANIZED STEEL F/lßfl LAWN 15 J'J 551 * TH e TK :ms where .-i PCUIfJ&k fence la desired. la GRXAMI'iXTAL, <loas not conceal yet protect a enclosure without Injury > niati or IteuSi. icfiu- wind, time, and water. A S3 intending s**.ir drawers bh-.uild y,"t our iibi-itrated. pries- iisit, showing tlie uii|u vloi- twiut and weave, am! ollu-x points ci'marK. An;!j to your dealer, oc <Urt-'. > to the inttnuf.ictur.'-r-i, Tlio !'t\v Jersey Wire Cloth Co., r T!T' H. M. BRISLIN. UNDERTAKER AND Eiß^Eß^ Also dealer in FURNITURE of every description. Centre Street, above Luze rne, Freeland. Wm Mr ;. SUIT, Safe ami Speedy. This Medi cine v. in remove Worms, IJpiul or Alive, from Horses mill Cattle. Will purify the Jtlood, Purred and tone up the stomach, and strengthen the Nerves. OR. EMERSON'S "DEAD_SHOP' for Wonii'iin Horses, is the best general Condition I'ovriier in use. Dose: One tablespoonful. Directions with each box. Sold by all Druggists, or sent by mail upon rooeipt of tilty rents. Hhac R 'hlTlifll Wholesale Drii§,Rigts, 883 8e UlluOi U. Uillllli, 565 liroa.l St .Newark, N.J. l Moewick, GENERAL STORE. SOUTH IIEBERTON, PA. Cloihing. Groceries, Etc., Etc. Agent for the sale of PASSAGE TICKETS From all Uie principal points in Europe to all points in tha United States. Agent for the transmission of MONEY To all parts of Europe. Checks, Drafts, and Letters of Exchange on Foreign Banks cashed at reasonable rates. j "Nothing [ \ Succeeds & = i Like I SUCCESS" I * * s ■ IX MAKES dUnr. : HOUSE KEEPING A SUCCESS. - : ABSOLUTELY PURE I : HIGH GRADE LAUNDRY SOAP. ; ! I BUY I " A aoap tree from lmpur- ■ - It, that will not Injurs 5 ■ hands or fabric, and that la S m In every way a proven I I SUCCESS, j jj SPECIAL INDUCEMENTS TO THE TRADE. 5 s R. H. MEAGLEY'S SONS, -3 BiNGHAMTON, N. yT " - i—— ■■■■■— ■——l Z ■ ■■■■■iiiiiiiißNiiiiiiiiinriiiiiiiiai 1 YOU ARE INVITED To call and inspect our im mense stock of DRY GOODS, Groceries, Provisions, FURNITURE, Etc. Our store is full of the new est assortment. The prices are the lowest. All are invited to see our goods and all will be pleased. J. P. McDonald, 8. W. Corner Centre and South Sta., Freeland. FERRY & CHRISTY, dealew in Stationary, School Books, Periodicals, Sony Boolca, Musical Instruments, CIGARS and IQBACCO, CJOODS Window Fixtures and Shades, Mirrors, Pictures and Frames made to order. Pictures enlarged and Framed. Crayon Work a Sjhicialty. 41 Centre Street, Quiuu's Building NEWSPAPER SSSHS MTISIIGHwE the name of every newspaper published, hav ing a circulation rating in the American News- f taper Directory of more than £>,ooo copies each ssue, with the cost per lino for advertising in them. A list of the best papers of local circula tion, in every city and town of more than 5,fW) population with prices by the inch for one month. Special lists of daily, country, village and class papers. Bargain offers of value to small advertisers or those wishing to experi ment judiciously with a small amount of money. Shows conclusively "how to get the most ser vice for the money," etc., etc. Sent post paid 'toany address for:*) cents. Address, (JKO. P. HOWELL & Co., Publishers and General Adver tising Agents, 10 Spruce Street, New York ( it y. C. D. ROHRBACH, —Dealer in— Hardware, Paints, Varnish, Oil, Wall Paper, Mining Tools and mining Sup plies of all kinds, Lamps, Globes, Tinware, Etc. Having purchased the stock of Wm. j. Eckert and added a considerable amount to the present stock I am prepared to sell at prices that defy compe tition. Don't forget to try my special brand of MINING OIL. Centre Street, Freeland Pa. E. M. GERITZ, £1 veurp in fionnnny and Am--riou, opposite tin- ('cutru l Hotel. tYn.re Sfrct. Frvelaed. The Cheapest Hcpairiug Store in town. Watches. Clocks and Jewelry. New Watches, Clocks and Jewelry on hand for the Holi. days; the lowest cash price in town. Jewelry repaired in •short notice. All Watch Re pairing guaranteed for one year. Eight Day Clocks from 83.00 to 812.00; New Watches from $4.00 up. E. M. GERITZ, Opposite Central Hotel, Centra .St., Freeland. GO TO Fisher Bros. Livery Stable FOR FIRST-CLASS TURNOUTS At Short Notice, for Weddings, Parties and Fum-ruls. Front Strout, two squares below Freeland Opera House. I). O'DONNELL, Dealer in —GENERAL— iERCHANOISE, Groceries. Provisions. Tea. Coffee. Queensware, Glassware, &c. FLOUR, FEED, HAY, Etc. We invito the people of Freeland and vicinity to call and examine our large and handsome stock. Don't forgot the place. Opposite the Valley Hotel. The undersigned has been appoint ed agent for the sale of G. B. Markle & Co.'s , Highland Goal. The quality of the Highland Coal needs no recommendation, being hand picked, thoroughly screened and free from slate, makes it desirable for Domestic purposes. All orders left at the TRIBUNE office will receive prompt attention. Prices3.7s per two-horse wagon load. T. A. BUCKLE V, Agent.
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