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. The most striking of these was
a dance by masked priests, decorated
with the robes with which they are ac
customed to flagellate themselves.
Despite the fact that Prince Henry
was announced as a person of high de
gree, he got an occasional cut with the
rope when his curiosity led him to
crowd too near the dancers.—[New York
Journal.
ONE of the oddest of hobbies is that of
•allie J. White of the Boston Herald
■tall. She keeps all the stubs of her lead
pencils. As soon as the pencil gets too
short to use she throws it into a drawer.
When the drawer gets full, the stubs are
carefully put away in boxes. She has
the stub of the pencil with which she
xvrote her first article, and has now sev
eral boxes full of stubs, which number
way up in the thousands.
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8. RUDEWICK,
Wholesale Dealer In
Imported Brandy, II tne
And All Kinds Of
LIQUORS.
THE BEST
Beer,
Bcrter,
A.le -A-nd.
33r0t77-n Stovit-
Foreign and Domestic.
Cigars Kept 011 Hand.
S. RUDEWICK,
SOUTH HEBERTON.
The Most Successful Remedy cverdlscov.
red, as it is certain in its efforts and does not
blister. Read proof below :
K£HUli'S SPAVIN CURE.
BELVKRNON, Pa., Nov. 27, '9O.
DR. B. J. KENDALL CO. :
Gents—l would like to make known to those who
fire almost persuaded to use Kendall's Spavin Cure
the fact that I think It is a most excellent Liniment.
I have used it on a Blood Spavin. The horse went on
three leg* for three years when 1 commenced to
use your Kendall's Sjmvln Cure. I used ten hot
ties on the horse ami have worked him for three
yeurti since ami has not been lame.
Yours truly, WM. A. CURL.
GERMAXTOWN, N. Y., NOV. 2,1889.
DR. B. J. KENDALL Co.,
Enosburgh Falls, Vt.
Gents: In praise of Kendall's Bpavln Cure I will
say, thatuyear ago I hud a vuluable young horse be
come very lame, hook enlarged and swollen. The
horsemen about here (we have no Veterinary Sur
geon here) pronounced his lumeuess Blood Spavin
or Thorough pin, they all told mo there was no
cure for it, he became about useless, and I con
sidered hint almost worthless. A friend tokl me of
the merits of your Kendall's Spuvin Cure, so I
bought a bottle, and I could see very plainly great
improvements immediately from its use .and before
the bottle was used up I was satisfied that, it was
doing him a great deal of good. I bought a second
bottle and before It was used up my horse was
cured and has been in the team doing heavy work
all the season since last April, showing no more
signs of it. I consider your Kendall's Spavin Cure
a vuluable medicine, find It should bo in every
stable in the land. Respectfully yours,
EUGENE DEWITT.
Price $1 per bottle, or six bottles for $5. All drug
gists have It or can get it for you, or it will be sent
to any address on receipt of price by the proprie
tors. DK. B. J. 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 "
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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.