Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, April 16, 1891, Image 2

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    BRA YE LOVE.
HeM nothing but hia violin,
I'd nothing but my song",
But we were wed when fkies were blue
And summer days were long.
And wuen we rested by the
v The robin- came_ofil
Ho w th% -find dared to woo and win
♦Then ear'y spring was cold.
We sometimes supped on dewberries,
Or slept among the hay,
But oft the farmers' wives at eve
Came out to hear us pUy
The rare old tunes, the dear old tunea,
We could not starve for long,
While my man had his violin,
And 1 my sweet love song.
The wor'd has aye goue well with us,
Old man, since we were one;
Our homeless wandering down the lanes
It long ago was done.
But those who wait for gold or gear,
For houses and for kine,
Till youth's sweet spring grows brown nnd
sere
And love and b'auty tine,
Will never know the joy of hearts
That met without n four,
When you had but your violin
And 1 a song, my dear.
—lYunkee Blade.
"NEVER FAILETH."
A young woman stood on the forward
deck of a crowded ferryboat, as it forged
its heavy way through the water, mnk
ing swells which rocked the smaller boats
near by and washed high up on the piles
at the dock.
The young woman did not notice the
shipping, the tall buildings, the noisy
lauding or the pushing crowd behind.
She was thinking; and as the boat jarred
against the buffers she said in a low
tone to herself, " Love is the greatest,
thing in the world."
No one heard or heeded her but one '
pale-faced little woman in a black shawl, j
who stood crowded almost against her. ,
She heard the words, and a look of won- j
der came into her hungry eyes. But the !
boat was docked, and the crowd pushed
them on, and each went her separate ;
way.
The pale-faced little woman in the j
black shawl hurried from place to place, :
but all the time she was turning over in ,
her mind the words, "Love is the great
est thing iu the world—in all tho
•world."
Love of what —love from whom? It
made no difference. Love was not for
her. Youth was gone, hope was gone,-
there was nothing for her but work.
Her husband lived to work, and desired
that she should live to work; and love,
she could not remember to have beard
the word for years—no, nor thought it.
The little children she used to think
some day might be hers had never come,
and her husband said it was a good
thing, for children took time and money,
and she had waited and grieved and
worked in silence, until now she never
thought of it, except to think that it was
better so.
Was love the greatest thing in the
world? Then she must miss the greatest
thiug as she had missed all lesser things.
Hut the hungry eyes looked out of a
hungry heart, and the words said them- j
selves over and over, not only that dav, |
but through all the next weeks in a trip
which she and her husband made to the I
West.
They had bought some land in Kansas, j
with a little one-roomed house on it, i
and there the work of living began
again with ten-fold push. There was
not a house in sight, and the sun seemed j
to rise so early and set so late—those
long, long days, when she worked till j
the very grave would have seemed a
pleasant place to rest in.
llut all through that summer, as she
looked back on it, she could see how the
weight that bore her down grew lighter.
She seldom saw any one but her bus- j
band. They had no books, and those !
few words, "Love is the greatest thing
in the world," began to till for her the
place of books and friends. When the i
sunlight was bright, and there were 1
fleecy little clouds in the blue sky, and 1
the prairie was blazing with flowers, and i
the one Cottonwood tree rustled its leaves j
in the light breeze, there caino new
meaning into those words.
Finally, though she could not have 1
told when or how, she came to feel the ■
love of God very close to her, and she
knew that in some way God must mean ;
that she should give out a little love to j
other things—love the cattle, and the
horses, and the pigs, and the chickens; !
for she was a simple little woman. She '
loved them all; the work seemed easier, I
aud the living things throve.
"She's got a wonderful knack," said
her husband to a passing neighbor.
Hut as the capacity grew the hunger j
grew, and then one day there seemed to ;
her to come a very gift from God.
A little sobbing boy came dragging up |
to the open door—a little boy with dark |
eyes, with brown hair just long enough !
to show a tendency to curl, with dirty I
hands and dirty fecc, and shoes cut with j
stones. Such a little boy! About eight I
years old, she thought.
lie cried and reached up his hands to :
her.
With a hasty Jook at the milk she was
skimming to churn, slio picked him up j
in her arms and held him close. She I
felt his hot little face against hers, felt j
the little arm around her neck, and the '
little heaving chest and beating heart i
against her own; she held him tight and i
loved him, and the tears came into her i
eyes.
But that could only last a minute; I
there was the milk. Then she gave hiin i
water with which to wash his hands and
face outside the door, and after that she
gave him a slice of bread and a tin cup ;
of milk. lie sat there as if he owned the j
house, his tears dried, and his quick eyes
glancing around.
When his mouth was empty enough so
that he could talk, he told his story.
"My name is Charlie," he suid. "I
was in the prairie schooner, and the
woman and the man got very mad at mo
and put me off and shook the whip at me,
and f ran across the prairie till I saw this
house, and now I'm going to stay here."
"Were the man and woman your fa
ther and mother?"
"Oh no; my mother is in a coflin in
the ground. She caught a fever, and
this man and woman brought me along.
Oh, I'm glad they're gone. I'd rather stay
with you."
fcfhc churned fast and thought faster.
Her husband would not let him stay; he
didn't like boys, and the boy would eat
a half more. Then there were the clothes.
No; he would have to go.
Her heart throbbed, had it ever
throbbed like that before?
"1 want to do that," said Charlie, ey
ing the chumdasher enviously.
A brave thought ; perhaps he could
work! She looked hastily down tho
hill. There was her hush and' hat com
ing around the stack.
"Here, quick!'' she said, and as the
boy graaped the dasher, she took her
sunbonnet and went out with tho chicken
feed.
Her husband came up the slope.
4 Hlello, there,, lay hawker," the boy called
out, "look at me 9hove this shover!"
Charlie with his legs apart, his chfc'ks
his shining, drove the churn
i handle furiously.
I The pale face under the sunbonnet was
I so eager that the man coming up the
slope would hardly have recognized it. j
He smiled in spite of himself at the
little figure at the churn. When had his
wife seen him smile before?
She came forward with the empty pan,
tlie eagerness schooled out of face aud
voice. She told what she knew about
the boy, and added, "Perhaps he cau
I work."
A gleam came into her husband's eyes,
lie was beginning to feel his constant
labor. His head had ached lately, and
his back ached, aud he felt stiff in the
mornings.
He tried the muscle in the boy's
proudly extended arm, and felt his legs.
"We'll keep him," he said, briefly;
"he can do a sight of chores."
That night, when that pale-faced
little woman could hear tho sound of
the little fellow's breathing over there
in his quilt in the corner, and could hear
him turn in hi 9 sleep and mutter some
thing now and then, her heart beat fast,
and all the sounds of the night went to
the music of "Love is the greatest thing
in the world."
So the boy stayed, and for a time
there was peace.
"You're looking so spry, Malviny, nnd
! put more heft into your housework.
I Kansas agrees with you better'n with
me," said her husband,one day.
| She did feel a difference. The time
she could take to sew a button on
I Charlie's little ragged clothes, the mo
| meuts when she could biud up one of
the little dirty, stubby, cut fingers, the
' time she could spend knitting little i
' stockings for cold weather, or making j
j coarse little shirts, or cutting down f
i Isaac's worn-out overalls, the times
j when she could steal out of bed in tlie \
! dark night, and kneel down by his quilt. |
and kiss the soft little check, and pray
with her whole soul that God would
bless him and help her love him well,
were a very elixir of life to her.
At first Charlie thought the chores
some new sort of play, but that did not
last long. By the time lie was ten years
old he was known by all the neighbors
as that good-for-nothing boy of Holt's,
lie was a "bad boy."
"Charlie, have you fed the calves ?"
Isaac would say in the morning.
\ "Yep," came very glibly. And at j
night, "Charlie, now feed the calves,"
: with the same reply. But perhaps by
j the time the milking was done Charlie
would say, "I ain't fed the calves to-
I day!"
| "You said you had !"
"I was thinking I had, but I hain't fed
i 'em nor watered 'em."
i Then Isaac, with a kick at the boy,
which was skillfully evaded, would
tramp wearily out iuto the darkness to
do the neglected work.
Charlie would take a horse at four
o'clock in the afternoon to go for the
cattle off 011 the prairie, aud would drive
the cows galloping home long after dark,
I with his horse foaming with long and
heavy riding. lie would disappear for a
whole day, and when he came home,
Isaac, worn out with rage, would try to
whip him; but even if the boy were
I soundly thrashed, in some way he still
1 seemed to have the best of it.
When Isaac would vow, as he often
did, that Charlie shonld never stay under
his roof another night, the boy would
suddenly work so well, doing almost a
! man's work, that Isaac's wrnth was sure
to cool. For Charlie was really skillful
with the cattle, and so stroug that Isaac
i never could make up his mind to do
without him.
There was one person, and only one,
who never said he was a bad boy. At
i night he had more than once waked up
to catch a glimpse of a white face, quite
J near him in the moonlight, and to feel
hot tears drop on his face. Usually lie
turned over and tried to appear very
sound asleep: once he choked, and put
his arms around her neck, and gave Iter
a great boyish hug aud kiss that she
! never forgot.
Hut the next day he was worse than
he had ever been before, and was j
whipped three times by Isaac.
Meantime Isaac was failing. "I'm ■
breaking, Malviny," he said one after- j
noon, coming in earlier than usual. He j
sat by the tablo, his head in his arms, j
never heeding milking time, never look- j
ing up to growl at Charlie when he en
tered.
In the morning he started out to milk,
but came back and sat again with his
head in his arms; and then, not know
ing that she could do so, but with a love
and pity in her heart that must lind ex
pression, his wife coaxed him in timid
words to go to bed; and when he was
there, the womanly instincts came up
permost, and she tidied the room, and I
darkened it, and moved quietly and I
smoothed Isaac's forehead, though it al- |
most frightened her to do it-
She tried to encourage him, and as she
walked around she sang in a low voice j
her only song, "hove is the greatest
thing in the world."
He heard the words, and roused him
self to listen.
"Come here, Malviny," he said. As I
she sat beside him he took her small, j
bony, twisted, hard-worked hand in his j
large one, and said brokenly:
"I'm sorry I ain't been lovin'er to you, !
Malviny. No man ever had so good J
a wife us I've hcd."
There was a long pause, while the
chickens could be heard scratching out
side the door
"We ain't made much of iife," ho
went on. "This day, lying here,
watching you and your quiet ways, and
feeling your hand, is the sweetest day I 1
ever lied, Malviny."
He said no more. lie held her hand, i
and died at sunset.
The neighbors virtuously hoped that
now Widow Holt was left nlone, Charlie j
1 would do better, especially as he was j
| getting so well-grown, lie was sixteen
| now.
j Hut he did not do better; he did |
woiy. He stayed away w hole days from
j the nirm. The milking, and all the hard
! chores, fell upon one little sorrowing
J woman. She tried to have nice meals, !
' but Charlie was seldom at home to cat '
them, and the things were put away i
uutasted. Scon she would have uothing i
to cat, she knew, if Charlie did not help! i
| Many rumors were afloat ahout Charlie. !
j Some of the neighbors' boys were be- j
I coming reckless and unmanageable. It
I was all due to Charlie, the neighbors
i said, and there was talk of dliving him
out of the country.
One night Charlie came dashing upon
his horse, pale and breathless, and there
was a great welt from a whiplash 011 his
neck and check, lie broke into the lit
tle room and said:
"I'm going, Barnes and Clack and
I fall met me on hoi scback at the Corners,
and Nat ifall's run away, and they say
it's my fault. Barnes cut mo with his
whip, and they say thpVp coming up
here by midnight, and if I'm not gone
they'll horsewhip me out of the countyl"
The boy's eyes were like sparks of tire,
anil his face was white with rage, but
not so white as the little woman's who
grasped the chair-back.
"I've loved vou so—Charlie!" she
said, in a voice like a cry.
The boy's throat worked; the color
came into his face and left it; his
hands clenched, and then, with a groan,
he threw himself on the bed. His strong
young shoulders shook, and he sobbed in
a storm of tears.
She knelt down beside him. All she
could say was, "Charlie—my little
Charlie !' She did not know how to
talk.
"I won't go," he said, after an hour.
"They cau horsewhip nil they like, but I
can't leave you. I'll be good; oh, I'm
so bad—so bad I I " He put his
head in her lap, and she smoothed it as
she did at night wneu she thought he
was asleep. "I want —to take care of
you—but I'm so bad!
She sat there and soothed hiin until he
fell asleep. She waited until twelve
o'clock, but no one came.
Then she looked and looked on the
face she loved so much—the square fore
head, the tanned, fresh-colored cheeks—
on that dreadful welt, the Arm chin, the
mouth she thought so beautiful, the
brown hair with the wave in it, the long
lashes on the cheek. It was a reckless
face, but it looked like such a good face
to her—it always had looked good to
her, no matter what lie did!
His brow s drew together, aud he mur
mured in his sleep just as he did the
first night he came. He was only a boy
after all; he said he would be good !
"Is -love the greatest thing in the
world? Can my love for him, and his
love for me, and God's love for both,
make him a good boy? If it can, love is
the greatest thing in the world."
In the morning, when he awoke, she
was sitting beside him, half-afraid to
have hiin waken; for he was a good
boy when he was asleep.
lie seemed da/.ed at first. Then he
Hushed, and looking square into her
eyes said, with a new tone in his boyish
voice, "You love me; don't you? Well,
I'll show I love you—you see!"
fche did see. lie was as good a worker
as any man around, and he knew it. He
began his farming on a small scale, so
that he could do everything himself—so
"she" could live "comfortable like."
The little woman could not under
stand the summer that followed. A
different look came into her eyes, and
Charlie said there was color in her
cheeks. Perhaps it was true, for it was
a wonderful thing to have a happy voice
asking what she wanted, and telling her
not to do this or that, but rest.
Charlie found time to do so many new
things! They had a garden with lettuce
and tomatoes and sweet peas—things
they never had before.
He said that the one room with its
shed kitchen was not fit for her to live
in, and he worked early and late, and
made trade with carpenters, until ho
added a kitchen and a porch and two
rooms for bedrooms.
Then came that wonderful day, the
most frivolous day in all that little
woman's life, when they took the horses
and wagon and started before sunrise
for Topeka, and came back by moon
light with a bed, a great rocking-chair,
a looking-glass, a carpet, and some
dishes.
. At night, when everything was all
[ done, and Charlie could hardly contain
himself for pleasure, the little woman
felt a tickliug in her throat, and won
dered if she was going to cry while she
was frying eggs in the new frying pan.
Such a night as that was, and such a
supper—just they two; Charlie was
happy, and looked lovingly at the little
woman opposite him.
He was very solemn toward bedtime,
lie hung over her chair, aud held her
face in his two big bauds, and kissed
• her, and said:
, "You think I love you now, don't
you, mother? And we think what you
[ sing—don't we—that love is the greatest
i thing in the world?"—[Youth's Com
' panion.
Settlers Making "Shakes."
At odd times the settlers had gone
over to the wood-lot and had laid out
their plans for the future home on that
claim. There was more variety to be
expected in house-building than in
planting, and the boys had looked for
ward with impatience to the beginning
of that part of their enterprise. Logs
for the house were cut from the pines
and firs of the hill beyond the river bluff.
From these, too, were to be riven, or
split, the "shakes" for the rcof-covering
; and for the odd work to be done about
I the premises.
| Now, for the first time, the boys
j learned the use of some of the strange
i tools that they hud brought with them.
, They had wondered over the frow, an
j iron instrument about fourteen inches
long, for splitting logs. At right angles
with tho blade, and fixed in an eye at
one tnd, was a handle of hardwood. A
section of wood was stood up endwise
on a firm foundation of some sort, and
tlie thin cud of the frow was hammered
j down into the grain of the wocd, lnak
j iug a lengthwise split,
j In the same way, the section of wood
so riven was split again and again until
each split was thin enough. The final
result was called a "shake." Shakes
were used for shingles, and even, when
nailed on frames, for doors. Sawed
lumber was very dear; and, except the
sashes in the wiudows, every bit of the
log-cabin must bo got out of the primi
tive forest.—[St. Nicholas.
Ice and Fiower3.
The fields of flowers skirting the for
ests surpass in rank luxuriance and in
brilliancy of color anything of the kind
it has been my fortune to see elsewhere.
On the terraces and lower slopes of
the mountains projecting into the
Malaspina Glacier cue may walk for
miles through flowery meadows, shoul
der-deep in a sea of bloom. No daisy
meadow in Newfitiglnnd is more thickly
carpeted with blossoms than these re
mote, unexplored gardens of southern
Alaska. Winter and summer, lovely ver
dure and icy desolation, are here side by
side. One may stand on tho border of
an ice field miles in breadth and pluck
as beautiful a garland of flowers and
ferns as ever graced a May festival.
A few hundred feet above the timber
line it is always winter. Near the lower
limit of the summer's snow there arc
occasional sunny slopes so situated as not
to be swept by avalanches, which arc
covered with a dense plush of bril
i liant alpine blossoms, and form a most
| pleasing contrast to the sparkling cliffs
! snow aiu \ ice surrounding them. In
the higher mountain? there is absolutely
jno vegetation. Even the tints of lichens
: and mosses are absent from the precipices,
( and all the less rugged slopes are burica
beneath snow and ice.—[Century.
j Ltprony in its worst form 1b reported to
i ?*it th ® Chinamen at Victoria, Brit-
LOBSTERS AND CRABS.
FACTS OF INTEREST ABOUT
THESE CRUSTACEANS.
A Great Lobster of Antediluvian
Times—The Artificial Propagation
of Lobsters— Curious Points About
Crabs.
"Once upon a time," said an expert in
natters crustacean, "there were crabs
and lobsters in existence for which the
modern iisherman would have gone
a hunting with the most approved weap
ons and caution. For example, in times
antediluvian there was a lobster which
had a body eight feet long and could
stretch twelve feet with its formidable
arms. Positive knowledge of this giaut
of long ago is conveyed by geological
research. It must have contained meat
enough to make a salad for a regiment
of soldiers. In those days of long ago
everything grew to enormous dimen
sions, whether animal or vegetable.
Frogs were big and active enough to
leap at one hop from the Treasury build
iug to the Capitol, and other creatures,
particularly those of a destructive sort,
were in proportion.
"Only a few little specimens are left
to illustrate the giant crustacean forms
of that ancient epoch. It is known how
crabs and lobsters are hatched from
' l 'g6 s resembling upon birth nothing so
much as the animalcuUe shown by the
microscope in a drop of ditch water.
They arc as unlike the shellfish they aic
to become in mature life as a grub is un
like a butterfly. In the case of the crab
the egg clusters are attached beneath
the animal after extrusion, while with
the lobster they become fastened to the
tuil, which, by its fanning motion, in
creases the stream of oxygenated air
through and among the ova.
"From the eggs of the lobster are
hatched creatures not in the least resem
bling their parents—little fellows that
swim with feather-like locomotive ofgans
near the surface of the water. At the
end of six weeks they develop legs, un
less, as is highly probable, they have
previously been devoured by fishes or
other enemies, becoming thereupon
small lobsters of familiar shape. Having
reached this stage of growth, the young
lobsters become walking animals, and,
sinking to the bottom, immediately seek
hiding places to protect them from their
foes.
The first experiments in the adaptation
of knowledge on this subject to the arti
ficial propagation of lobsters were made
simply in glass jars with sea water that
was changed daily. Even under these
primitive conditions the newly hatched
fry thrived and grow to be of some size
and healthy. Any one who desires to
rear lobsters by hand can accomplish the
purpose most quickly by keeping the
spawn-bearing females in suitable ponds
or tanks until the young come out. In
raising the animals on a large scale, how
ever, it would be best to separate the
eggs from the lobster and spread them
upou trays, allowing the water to perco
late among them, as is done with salmon
eggs. By this method much trouble
would be avoided, as well as the expense
of feeding the adult hen lobsters.
There is no reason apparent wherefore
the same success should not be obtained
with lobsters as has been achieved with
salmon, which have been made to swarm
once more by myriads in streams depop
ulated by imprudent fishing. Already
the lobsters on the North Atlantic coast
are rapidly vanishing and, unless meas
ures arc soon taken for supplying their
place by artificial propagation, there will
be none left. Apparently, however, it
will be entirely practicable to turn out
upon the depleted grounds many millions
of young lobsters yearly as soon as pro
per plants for this object have been es
tablished. One thing iu favor of lobster
raking, as to cheapness, is that they
prefer food that is partially decomposed,
and the waste food of the towns, now
thrown away, might he most usefully
employed by the lobster hatcheries.
Stale fish is esteemed by lobsters an
especial delicacy.
"For the purpose of a lobster farm
rocky ground should be chosen, because
that is their natural haunt and there they
find suitable places to hide. Inasmuch
as they do not walk abroad very much,
but are addicted rather to adopt a home
and keep it, except when making excur
sions in search of food, the water farmer
who sows the pasture lands of the sea with
a crop of lobsters may reasonably hope in
time to reap the result of his labors.
There arc no lobsters on the Pacific coast,
and the efforts so far made to carry them
across the continent for transplantation
have failed chiefly because the creatures
have died on the way.
"There are many curious points about
crabs and lobsters. Every one of either
genus is provided with a big claw for
crushing and a small claw adapted by
its shape for cutting as scissors do. With
these two claws they tear the food they
capture into fragments aud feed them
selves literally from hand to mouth.
But there is every reason to suppose that
the claws are intended quite as much for
fighting as for eating purposes, inasmuch
as such powerful hands are not needed
for devouring the soft food they prefer.
Crabs particularly are fighting animals;
in fact, they will fight anything. I have
seen a crab, in conflict with a lobster,
catch the latter over the fore part of the
head, where the shell is hardest, ans
caush it in by one effort. And it rather
bears out my idea that the claws of these
creatures arc particularly weapons of
war ; that the moment one of them re
ceives severe injury in a claw it drops it
off by voluntary amputation, severing
its connection with the body at the
shoulder by an act of its own will. It
seems to mo probable that if the claw
was necessary for feeding nature would
rather seek to cure an injury to it than
let the animal discard it altogether.
"The species of crab which is most
conspicuously a fighter is the hermit
crab. Its first idea of independent life
is to eat a harmless whelk and occupy
its shell, its next notion is to give battle
to every crab of the same persuasion as
itself that it comes across. Altogethei
hermit crabs are undoubtedly the most
quarrelsome creatures iu existence."—
[ Washington Star.
Sunburn on Snow.
Sunburn on the snow has been the
subject of an interesting investigation
by Dr. Robert L. Bowles, of England.
Alpine climbers concede the curious fact
that sun on snow bums more quickly
than on rocks or in heated valleys at a
low elevation; and I)r. Bowles remarks
that sunlight reflected from freshly
fallen snow acts much more energetically
on the skin than that reflected from
older snow. I)r. Bowles one brilliant
day painted his face brown and ascended
the Gorncr Grat, where there was a large
quantity of snow. There were about
eighty others making the ascent. In the
evening all except Dr. Bowles were
smarting from the effects of sunburn.
Dr. Bowles concludes that heat is not
the direct cause of sunburn, but it is
probably caused by the violet or ultra
violet rays of light which are reflected
from the snow. —[New York Telegram.
CITIZENS' BANK
OF
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Capital, $50,000.
OFFICERS.
JOSEPH BIRKBECK, President.
H. C. KOONH, Vice President.
11. R. DAVIS, Cashier.
EDWARD SNYDER, Secretary.
DIRECTORS.
Joseph Birkbeck, H. C. Koons, Thos.
Birkbeck, Charles Duslieck, John Wag
ner, Edward Snyder, William Kemp,
Anthony Rudcwick, Matliias Schwabe,
Al. Shive, John Smith.
trr Three per cent, interest paid on saving
posits.
Open dully from 9 a. m. to 4p. m. Saturday
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A pamphlet of Information and ab-®®'
of the^aws, showing llow to/^T
Broadway,
York*
LIBOR WINTER,
RESTAURANT,
AND
OYSTER SALOON,
No. 13 Front Street, Freeland, Pa.
XV The 11 nest Liquors and Cigars served at
counter. Cool Deer always ou tap.
I YOU Y/ANT j
go
' tile WAKT To SELLVOU OWE. K
STADERMAN.I
! SUPERIOR CONSTRUCTION I!
STILE AND FINISH. j!
[AGENTS WANTED tSESESUKS
we will offer special inducements li
Jjdirect to purchusers.
FIRST-CLASS YET MODERATE PRICED, FL
Send for Circular and Trices. [j
hjSTADERHAH & FOX, KUFFALO, I. Y. j
S. RUDEWICK,
Wholesale Dealer In
Imported Brandy, Wine
And All Kinds Of
LIQUORS.
THE BEST
Beer,
Barter,
-A.le And.
Brown Stout.
Foreign and Domestic.
Cigars Kept on Hand.
S. RUDEWICK,
SOUTH HEBERTON.
The lUost Rnccessfnl Remedy everdlscov*
Bred, as It Is certain in its effects ami Uoco not
blister. Read proof below :
KENDALL'S SPAVIN CURE.
BELVKRNON, Pa., Nov. 27, W.
Dn. B. J. KENDALL CO. :
Gents—l would like to make known to those who
are almost, persuaded to use Kendall's Spavin Cure
the fact, that I think ltls a most excellent Liniment.
I have used I ton a Blood Spavin. The horse went on
three legs for three years when 1 commenced to
use your Kendall's Spavin Cure. I used ten hot
ties on the horse ami havo worked him for threo
years sluee and has not been lame.
Youra truly, WM. A. CURL.
GERMANTOWN, N. Y., NOV. 2,1559.
Dm B. J. KENDALL Co.,
Enosburgh Falls, Vt.
Gents: In praise of Kendall's Spavin Cure I will
Bny. that a year ago I had a valuable young horse be
come vury lame, hock enlarged and swollen. The
horsemen about liere(we havo no Veterinary Sur
geon here) pronounced his lameness Blood Spavin
or Thorouuhpin, they all told me there was no
cure for it. he became about useless, and I con
sidered him almost worthless. A friend told me of
the merit* of your Kendall's Spavin Cure, so I
bought a bottle, and I could soo very plainly great
Improvements immediately from Its use.nnd before
t lie bottle was used tip I was satisfied that it was
doing him a great dcolof good. I bought.a second
bottle and before It Was used up my horse was
ru red and has been in the team doing heavy work
all the seuson since lftHt April, showing no more
signs of it. I consider your Kendall's Spavin Cure
a valuable medicine, and it should be in every
stable in the laud. Respectfully yours,
EUtJfeNE DEWITT.
Price $1 per bottle, or six bottles for sr. All drug
gists havo it or can get it for you, or it will be sent
to any address on receipt of price by the proprie
tors. DR. 11. J. KENDALL CO.,
Enosburgh Falls* 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
Ff.Rn 122 LAWN
is jusi
THE THING
where a STRONG, I.A9TINC, OU
PFIILOII fence is desired.
Is ORNAMENTAL, does not conceal yet
protects enclosure without Injury to man or
beast. Deflu-t wind, time, ami water.
Alt intending: Purchasers
-dtould get our Illustrated price list, showing
tio superior twist and weave, and other
points' of merit. Apply to your dealer, or
litre/ 'jy to the manufacturers,
'ho flew Jersey Wire Cloth Co., r T.
H. M. BRISLIN,
UNDERTAKER
AND
EMBALMER.
Also dealer in
FURNITURE
of every description.
Centre Street, above Luzerne, Freeland.
WORMSrt:
Sure, Safe nn(l Speedy. This medi
cine ill remove Worms, Dead or Alive,
from llorses and Cnltle. Will purify
the illood, correct and tone up the
stomach, and strengthen the Nerveß.
DR. EMERSON'S "DEAD SHOT"
for Worms in Horses, is the best general
Condition Powder in use. Dose: One
tnhlespooiifnl. Directions with eacii
box Sold I>V nil Druggists, or sent by
mail upon receipt of titty cents.
Chas. B. Smith, s h SVo"i j!
A. RUDEWICK,
GENERAL STORE.
SOUTH HEBEKTON, PA.
Clothing, Groceries, Etc., Etc.
Agent for the sale of
PASSAGE TICKETS
From all the principal points in Europe
to all points in the 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.
"Nothing i
Succeeds j
Like =
SUCCESS" I
* * i
IX MAKES OU.ri.Jr>
HOUSE KEEPING A SUCCESS. ■
ABSOLUTELY PURE j
HIGH GRADE LAUNDRY SOAP. ;
BUY. 1
, A soap free from lmpur- ■
lty, that will not Injure ■
hands or fabric, and that Is 5
In every way a proven v -
I SUCCESS. |
SPECIAL INDUCEMENTS TO THE TRADE? E
R. H. BEAGLEY'S SONS| I
BINGHAMTON. N- V.' ■
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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
est assortment. The prices tire
the lowest. All are invited to
see our goods and all will be
pleased.
J. P. McDonald,
8. W. Corner Centre and South Sts., Freeland.
FERRY & CHRISTY,
dealers in
Stationary, School Books,
Periodicals, Song Books, Musical
Instruments,
CIQABS and TOBACCO,
siFozßTiasrca- o- coins j
"Window Fixtures and Shades, Mirrors,
Pictures and Frames made to order.
Pictures enlarged anil Framed.
Crayon Work a Specialty.
41 Centre Street, Quinn's Building
NEWSPAPER
IVli II 111 ill Ull giving more information
MffiSIISiMKiS
the name of every nowspaiwr published, nav
ing u circulation rating in the American News
paper Directory of more than £">,ooocopies each
issue, with the cost per line for advertising in
them. A list of the best pa|>ors of local ci if illa
tion, in every city and town of more than r,(XH>
population with prices by the inch for ouo
month. Special lists of daily, country, village
and class papers. Bargain otters of value to
small advertisers or those wishing to experi
mcnt Judiciously with a small amount of money.
Shows conclusively "how to get the most ser
vice for the money," etc., etc. Sent post paid
to any address for ;&) cents. Address, GEO. P.
HOWELL AC CO., Publishers and General Adver
tising Agents, 10 Spruce Street, New York City.
C. D. ROHRBACH, 4
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,
23 years in Germany and America, opposite
the Central Hotel, Cent if Street, Freclaed. The
Cheapest ltcpuiring 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 $3.00
to $12.00; New W'atches from
$4.00 up.
E. M. GERITZ,
Opposite Central Hotel, Centre St., Freeland.
GO TO
Fisher Bros.
Livery Stable
FOR
FIRST-CLASS TURNOUTS
At Short Notice, for Weddings, Parties and
Funerals. Front Street, two squares
below Frcelaud Opera House.
D. O'DONNELL,
Dealer In
—GENERAL—
MERCHANDISE,
Groceries, Provisions, Tea,
Coffee, Queensware, *
Glassware, &c.
FLOUR, FEED, HAY, Etc.
We Invite the people of Freeland and vicinity
! to call and examine our lurgo and handsome
stock. Don't forget the place.
Opposite the Valley Hotel.
£ott! WE! ;
The undersigned has been appoint- I
ed agent fur the sale of G. 13. 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 Thibune office will receive
prompt attention.
Price $3.75 per two-horse wagon
load. T. A. Buckley, Agent.