HOVER'S SERMON. It was Saturday night, near the close of the year, And the "glass" stood at twenty or so; The wind moaned without iu a manner moßt drear Over five or six inchea of snow. By the stove sut the parson, with visage severe; The dog lay asleep in its glow. "Oh, dear!" said the paison, with deepening frown, "This life's but a wearisome jog; Bix hundred a year, and from rich Deacon Brown An occasional gift of a log! I must curtail expenses," and here lie looked down At the slumbering form of the dog. "Rover's pretty well worn, from his ears to his tail, Though time to his teeth has been kind; I have tried bard to lose him, each time but to fail - From Jamaica his home he could find! It is out of the question to put him 011 sale. For he's lazy aud old and hulf blind." He finished his sermon—"Contentment" the theme, 1 One of which many grumblers are fond. "Yes, I'll do it," he said, " 'tis a desperate ' scheme, But he's grown my poor income beyond; ' He's a penchant for eggs und cold mutton and cream, 80 to-morrow he goes in the pond!" In the morning the parson, who roso with ' the duwn, Took his coffee and bit of cold pork, While the dog asked for hreakfust, with * looks most forlorn, As plainly us though he could talk; Bnt funeral meats are for those left to | mourn, 80 his muster suggested a walk. With his sermon and Bible, his hat and his 1 stick, ' A couple of bricks in his coat, And a shoe luce of leutlier, as strong and as , thick c As e'er bound a faithful dog'sthroat, I j. He led the procession, with stride Jong and j quick, h To the pond with its primitive boat. [ A film of young ice stretched from bank unto bank, Cold spot for poor Rover to sleep! His "dear muster's" fuee seemed BO kind and so (rank That he entered the boat with a leap; Then the parson pulled out, with the aid of ( a plank, I To a place that was fearfully deep. When the bricks were produced o'er the couu- f try was sent Buelia blood freezing sort of a yell That his pitiless heurt seemed about to re lent, * But he managed his qualms to dispel, "Goover!" he said, and "go over" he went, But the boat toppled over as well! Like a fisherman's sinker the clergymun sank With a terrible cry of alarm That brought Deacon Brown in astonish ment blank With all haste from the neighboring furm, Who wondered to see a wet dog on the bank Intoning the fortieth psalm. Bnt the boat topsyturvy threw light 011 the cuse, Brown stood o'er the dog in a trice; Still clasping his neck in its cruel embrnce Wns that evil intended device. "You're in luck!" suid the deacou; he cut through the lace, And the noble dog sprung through the ice! •***• When the parson "came to" he was snug in his bed With the whole congregation around. And he sobbed like a child wheu the old dea con snid But for Rover he'd surely been drowned. Then they sang a sweet liymu, in which Ro ver's voice led In a rich diapason of sound. When they asked for the sermon the parson beseeched (And his view the majority held) That the sermon by which nil their heurts had been reached Take the place of "Contentment"—with- 1 held; ; That "do unto others" poor Rover had preached With an eloquence rarely excelled. —LThomas Frost iu New York Herald. ' SHE SAVED HIM. STRANGE TALE OF A FRENCH PHYSICIAN. I. I once knew a woman, one of my pa tients, now dead, to whom tin* most ex-' truordinary thing in the world happened, I and the most mysterious and touching. She was a Russian, Countess Marie Baranow, a very great lady, of exquisite beauty. You know how beautiful the Russians are, or, at least, how beautiful they seem to us—with their delicate noses, their sensitive mouths, their eyes so close together, of an indefinable color, a blue gray, and their cold, rather hard charm. They have something wicked and seductive, haughty and melting, ten der and severe, utterly charming to a Frenchman. At bottom, perhaps, it is only the difference of race and blood that mukes us see much in thoin. ller doctor had during many years 1 known that she was threatened by a dis ease of the chest, and endeavored to per suade her to come to France for the win ter. hut she obstinately refused to quit St. Petersburg. At last, in the autumn of last year, the doctor compelled her to leave for Mentone. Sin* was alone in her compartment of the train, her servants occupying an other. She leaned against tin? window a little sadly, watching the country und the villages as she whirled past, feeling very isolated, very lonely in life. At each station her footman, Ivan, came to see if his mistress had every thing she desired. He was an old ser vant, blindly devoted, ready to obey any order sin- might give him. Night fell, tin- train rolled 011 at full speed. She could not sleep, she was totally unnerved. Suddenly the idea oc curred to her of counting the money given to her at the last moment in French gold. She opened her little hag And emptied on to her lap the glistening stream of metal. Hut, of a sudden, .1 breath of cold air caught her cheek. She lifted her head in surprise. The door opened. The Countess Marie, in dismay, thrown shawl < vcr the money spread out in her lap and waited. A moment afterwards a man appeared, bareheaded, wounded in one hand, panting, and in evening dross. He reclosed the door, sut down and looked at his neighbor with a glittering eye, then wrapped his wrist in a hand kerchief. The poor woman felt faint with fright. This man must have seen her counting her money, and had come to kill her and steal it. I He still fixed his gaze upon her,breath less, his face drawn, evidently waiting to spring upon her. lie said brusquely— "Madame, have no fear." She answered nothing, she was incap able of opening her lips, she heard her heart beating and a buzzing in her ears. "I am 110 malefactor, madame," he continued. | Still she suid nothing, but in a sudden movement she made her knees kuockcd together and the money poured on to the carpet like water from a spout. 'I he man stared in surprise at this flow of gold, and at once stooped to gather it up. She, terrified, rose, casting all her gold on the carpet, and rushed to the door to throw herself on to the line. Hut he per ceived her intention, sprang up, seized her in his arms, and forced her on to the seat, holding her by the wrists. "Listen to me, madame. I am 110 thief. As a proof lam going to gather up this money and restore it to you. But 1 am a lost man, a dead man, unless you help mo to pass the frontier. I can tell you no more. In one hour we shall be at the hist Russian station, in one hour and twenty minutes we shall be 011 the other side of the boundaries of the em pire. Unless you aid me lam lost. And yet, madame, I have neither killed nor stolen, nor done anything dishonorable. That I swear to you. 1 can tell you no more." And, going down on his knees, ho col lected the money, feeling under the seats, and looking into the furthest cor- Thon, when the little leather hag was once more full, he handed it to his neigh bor without a word and returned to his seat in another corner of the carriage. Neither moved. She sat motionless and mute, still faint with fright, but re covering little by little. As to him, he moved no muscle, he sat erect, his eyes fixedly looking straight before him, very pale, as though he were dead. Every now and then she threw him a glance, which was quickly averted. He was a man of about thirty, very handsome, with every appearunce of be ing a gentleman. The train tore through the darkness, throwing its ear-piercing whistles into the night, now slackening speed, now off again at its fastest. Then it calmed its flight, whistled several times, and stopped altogether. Ivan appeared at the door to take orders. Ihe Countess Mario looked for the last time at her strange companion. Then in a voice brusque and trembling, said to her servant: "Ivan, you will return to the Count. I have no further need of your services." Amazed, the man openod his enormous eyes. 11c stammered— "But—but—" She continued: "No, you need not come. I have changed my mind. I wish you to stay in Russia, llere, hero is money for the journey. Give me your cap and mantle." The old servant, bewildered, took off his cap and mantle, with unquestioning obodioncc, accustomed to the sudden whims and strange caprice of his mis tress. He walked away with the toars in his eyes. The train started again, racing to the frontier. Then the Countess Marie said to her companion: "These things are for you, monsieur; you are Ivan, my servant. I make hut one condition; it is that you will never speak to me, that you will say no word to thank 1110 on any pretext whatever." The stranger bowed without a word. Soon a fresh halt was made, and the officials in uniform entered the train. The Countess handed them the papers, and pointing to the man seated in the far end of the carriage: "My servant, Ivan, hero is the pass port." The train sturted again. During the whole of the night they remained tete-a-tete, dumb both. In the morning, on stopping at a Ger man station, the stranger alighted. Then standing by the door, he said— "Paraon me, madame, that I break my promise, but I have deprived you of your servant; it is only fair that I should replace him. Is there anything you require?" She replied coldly— "Go and send my maid." He went. Then disappeared. When over she alighted at a refreshment-room she saw him watching her from a dis tance. In duo course they arrived at Mentono. 11. One day, as I was receiving my pa tients in my study, I saw a tall man ; , enter. "Doctor," ho said, "I come to > j ask news of the Countess Marie Bura- j \ now." 1 "She is beyond hope," I replied. "She will never return to Russia." And this man fell to sobbing; then he urose and went out staggering like a drunken man. That same even ing I told the Couutoss that a stranger had bcon to me to ask after her health. .She seemed touched, and told mo the talo I have just told you. She added— "This mail, whom 1 do not know, fol lows me like my shadow. 1 meet him every time I go out. He looks at me I very strangely, but he has never spoken to me." She reflected, and then added— "Look, there her is, below my win dow!" She rose from the sofa, drew the cur tains aside, and showed me the man who had called upon me, sitting 011 a bench on the promenade, his eyes raised to the hotel. He saw us, rose and walked away without once turning his head. He loved with the devotion of a res cued animul, grateful and devoted until death. He came every day to ask me, "llow is she?" knowing that I had guessed. And he wept bitterly when he had seen her pass, paler and weaker every day. She said to me: "1 have spoken but once to this singu lar man, and it seems to me 1 have known him for years." And when they met she returned his bow with a grave and charming smile. I ( knew she was happy—she so lonely and i I dying. I knew she was happy to bo I loved with such constancy and respect, j with this exaggerated poesy, with this 1 ! devotion ready for all hazards. And I ! vet, faithful to her obstinate though ; I high-minded resolve, she absolutely re- J fused to receive h'-.i, to know his name r;01 to speak to him. She said, "No, no; 1 that would spoil our strange friendship. • We must remain strangers to one un l . other." I As to him, lie was of a certainty a 1 kind of Don Quixote, for he took uo • ! steps to approach her. He was deter mined to keep to the letter the absurd 1 promise he? had made to her in the train. C ! Often during the long hours of weak ness she rose from her sofa to draw hack the curtains and look if ho were there be low the window. And when she had seen him, always immovably seated 011 his bench, she returned to her couch with a smile on her lips. She died one morning about G o'clock. As I left the hotel he came to me, his face distorted; he had already heard the news. "I should like to see her for a second in your presence," he suid. I took his bund und re-entered the house. When he was by the bedside of the dead he took her hand und kissed it—a long, long kiss. Then he tied like a mudmun. —[The Strand Magazine. PATCHWORK FARMING. The Italian Agriculturist n Poor Specimen of u Land User. Everything is cultivated in putchos in Italy, though with less skill and thor oughness and system than in France in localities where the same practice ob tains. Corn and wheat and grass and somo sorts of vegetables are ruised in alternate squares or puralellograms in a space less than an American farmer would require for an ordinary potato patch. Preparatory to planting the land is turned by one of those untiquated plows that scarcely do more than scratch the surface. Pluuting is by hund, as it was in Roman times, and the harrow, drugged over the soil by a single horse, wobbles and capers about as though its purpose was to get over the clods with us little injury to them as possible. The clumsy, heavy-bladed scythe is used in mowing, and women take part in this as in every other form of agricultural labor. Indeed, women are the best of Italian laborers, meek drudges, who go übout their tasks with as much apparent uncon sciousness of any other mission or am bition as the brown-eyed oxen that lurch along the country roads dragging the well-laden van, says a traveller. As the ancient scythe is used fur reap ing, so is the urchuic rake used for gath ering the fallen grain for binding into sheaves. The threshing is as primitive as all the other steps toward the profit in the harvest. The sheaves aro torn apart and scattered over a level, liard- I ened square of ground out of doors, and the grain is beaten out by flails in the hands of men, women and children, is trodden out by tramping, or is crushed out of the ears by the broad wheels of a stout wooden cart drawn uhout over the straw by a horse, or an ox, or an ass. In this primitive fashion is the agriculture of the country, so essential to the well being of the masses, conducted. Though j the earth under a benignant sun needs but to be scratched to laugh out a har vest, the prosperity of an agricultural nation demands a little fuller uiul more faithful reckoning with the Mother Earth. The Ituliun masses are a shiftless, in dolent, happy people content with little, working in a slow, restful sort of way, and feeling that they perform their whole duty if they make a perceptible differ ence in things in the course of ten or twelve hours. One is reminded by their ' deliberate, unhurried manner of Charles Dudley NVurner's cobbler, who declined to mend a shoe when he hud ascertained that there was enough money in the houso to meet the day's needs. Origin of New Species. It has been suggested in soino scien tific quarters, that the necessities of va rious creatures to employ different meuns to exercise their functions may have an important influence eventually in modi fying the structure of the creature itself, and thus induce vuriation leading to now species in time. In the Old World the English sparrow builds in holes in old ruins, in wheat or hay stacks, or any where but in trees. When introduced to America, where 110 such opportunities are afforded, it makes its nests in trees. Not having been uccustomed to building in such places, the nests are of tho rudest possible charucter, und compare as would tho pottery of the ancient Ameri can Indiun with tho beautiful ware of our Trenton potteries, with tho artistic nests of other birds. No doubt with ex perience these nests will improve in character, and possibly tho birds them selves will vury from the foreign typo, when that time comes. A number of creatures show wonderful powers of adap tation to suit circumstances. Thus in I Boston Harbor the sea urchin, during tho process of spawning, has a habit of I covering itself with souweed which is packed down tightly above it as if to avoid observation. Jll Tampa Bay, Professor Willcox has observed that the sea urchin, having the same desire to avoid observation at that time are also covered—but not with seaweed. Empty shells abound 011 that coast, und this creature uses the shells for this purpose. Habits, once acquired, become in a measure hereditary—changing only when dire necessity compels—und with the forced change of habit some modification of structural character is not impossible. —[New York Independent. Skillful Engineering. The engineers and workmen in the Manchester Ship Canal, England, had a lively time recently when the Mersey swept away 800 feet of a great einbunk inent that diverted the water at the mouth <d' the Shropshire Union Canal. Ten million tons of earth and masonry were swept away in u moment, and it became necessary to repair the damage between tides. The engineers hud eight hours at their disposal and set an army of men to work upon the construction of a new em- I bankmcnt of rock and clay. liuilrouds were laid, as if by inagic, and locomo tives dashed through the advancing waters with hundreds of truck loads of stones, refuse and gravel at the risk of extinguishing their tires. Up to the last moment it was doubtful whether the water or human skill and energy would win the victory, but at last, when the men were almost exhausted, the baffled tide began to recede and the embankment triumphed. It was made doubly secure before the water could get back again.— [Picayune. A Large Garden, Cathay claims the largest garden in | the world, as well as the largest in pop- I ulation. It is called the "Garden of j China," and has an area around and about Shanghai of 50,000 square miles, | or as largo as the States of New York and Pennsylvania combined. It is all meadow land, raised but a few feet above | the river, and having lukes, ponds and : canals. The land is under the highest j tilth, three crops a year being harvested J therefrom. All this land is spared for ; this immense garden, yet the population is so dense that the tourist sees such numbers of bluc-blouscd men and women going about that he fancies each day , must he a public holiday.—[Detroit Free | Press. THE JOKER'S BUDGET. JESTS AND YARN'S BY FUNNY MEN OF THE PRESS. Didn't Menu It —Force of Hnbit—At u linll (Lime—lndulgence, Etc., Etc. DIDN'T MEAN IT. Jonjoneß—You are really pretty, Miso Brown, but your sister is very homely. Miss Brown —My sister wouldn't like to hear you say that. Jonjones—Oh, you mustn't mind mo. I never mean whut 1 say. —[Yankee Blade. FORCE OF lIAHIT. Blushing Girl—Yes, Dick, my heart is in your keeping. Young Baggageman —My own darling! Er -want a check for it?— [Chicago Tribune. AT A BALL (JAME. Novice—Which one of the players do you call the catcher? Chronic—That fellow with a mask on, that just called out "foul." Novice—Why, I was given to under stand that was the umpire. Chronic—Some people call him that, but he's really the catcher; he catches all the abuse of the "rooters."—[Boston Courier. INDULGENCE. Stan, de ltownde—May I see you home? May Knott (good naturedly)—Yes; you inay watch me start. —[Fuck. GUILTLESS. "I hear you played the comet at the concert." "No. I sent a substi-toot." AN ANCIENT WRANGLE ENDED. "Well, I'll acknowledge that we're both black," suid the Pot to the Kettle, after consideration. "Does that suit you?" "Yes, I'm sooted, if you uro."— [Puck. PATERNAL MINISTRATIONS. Young Husband—Amy, what makes that baby ytdl in that way? Young Wife—His teeth, dear. Young Husband—Oh, if that's all I'll run for a dentist and liavo them pulled out.—[Judge. HOW SHE SMOTE HIM. "Harry," said a Fort street wife to her husband, "I want a hundred dol lars." "A hundred what?" exclaimed the hus band. "Dollars," she replied, calmly. "What for?" "Oh, a whole lot of things." "Um—urn," he hcsituted, "I guess 1 shall have to check your extravagance, my dear." "Do," she smiled, "and make it pay able to my order, please." He collapsed then and there.—[Dotroit Free Press. PREFERRED THE SMOKING. That man was in the best of humor when he climbed on the cable car. He was smoking a cigar. Now and then he would lift the seed Havana from his lips and strike up two or three bars of a song. Then he would drop the Rong and take another draught or two from the cigar. A woman sat by his side, fidgeting un der the smoke and fairly rebelling at the song. All the passengers suffered, but they suffered in silence till at length the happy man struck up: "Oh, Genevieve, sweet Genevieve"— when the woman interrupted: "Oh, smoke—smoke," she cried impa tiently; "I would rather smell your cigar than listen to your song."—[Chicago Herald. EXCESSIVE CAUTION. Mother (horrified) —What did you let that young Snipkins kiss you for? Daughter (meekly)— For only two min utes, mamma, and then I told him it was time to stop.—[Detroit Free Press. SLIGHTLY DIFFERENT. Ethel—Miss Wabash is quite aristo cratic, isn't she? Maud—No, but her complexion is quite highly toned. GENUINE ADMIRATION. Miss Yellowleaf—The older one gets, the proverb says, the more 0110 knows. Miss Freshleaf—What an immense amount you must know, Miss Yellowleaf! A COMMON SENSE ANSWER. Teacher—What sort of a sign was it that the "stiff necked generation" were seeking for? Pupil—lf they had stiff necks they j were probably looking for a drug store sign. RESULT OF HOTEL BILLS. She—The days are growing shorter now, aren't they ? lie—Yes, and so am I.—[Munsey. WILL FARE WELL NOW. Jake (after a quarrel)— Miss Bellows, farewell. Cora—Thanks! I think I'll have u chance to fare well after getting rid of you. A TRUE BILL. The man can whistle, quoth uncle John, Who kuows not poverty's ill, But lie's not so blithe when his money is gone And his creditors send their bills. When the pocket is empty the heart is i sad, And a burden is on the mind, Ami it isn't easy to whistle, my lad, When you cannot raise the wind. —[Boston Courier. A DANGEROUS PLACE. "Hoar about Chappie?" "No." "Got tossed ly a bull on Wall street. " "Hurt?" "Broke." —[New York Herald. VALUED LIGHTLY. Mr. Lakesides (of Chicago)— Miss Wubush, I have come to ask you to Miss Wabash —Certainly. I should he delighted. I'll run up stairs and get my things on if— Mr. Lakesides —But I was going to ask you to bo my wife. Miss Wabash (disappointed)—Oh, pshaw ! Is that all ? I thought you were going to invite me to the theatre ! THAT DELICIOUS COMPLEXION. "Had a good time in the mountains, I suppose? You're as yellow as a pump kin. Ah, mo, how nice it is to have a summer outing!" "But I haven't been to the mountains. You are entirely wrong; haven't been out of town at all." "Well, where did you get that de licious complexion?" "Pin juirt- recovering from a severe at tack of the jaundice."—[St. /Louis Re public. A BIT OF PHILOSOPHY. Little drops of printer's ink, A little typo displayed, Make our merohunt princes With all their big parade. Little bits of stinginess— Discarding printer's ink— "Busts" the man of business, And sees his credit sink. SARCASM. Kind Hearted Purty—You look ill, my friend; what distresses you? Ravenous Rafferty—Me food; I had chicken salud an' ioo cream for breakfast. —[Drake's Magazine. HER PRICE. Husband—When the tailor comes for that suit of mine to be mended, I want you to let him have it. Wife—But I should think you would lot me mend them. It is so much cheaper. Husband—No, it isn't. The last time you mended my clothes it cost me SSO for u new dress for you. [Clothier and Furnisher. A CONSIDERATE OFFICIAL. A stranger on the platform of a New York elevated road was leuuing out, looking for the approaching train, when the man who turns the crank of the ticket box called out: "Hello, there! You'll tumble down into the street, and then there will be another infernal fuss in the papers about it."—[Texas Sittings. TOO SLANGY. Simmons—You seem at outs with Miss Figg- Timmons—Yes; on account of her dis gusting addiction to slang. "Slang?" "So I said. You see, I asked her to marry me, and shesaid'Rats.' "—[lndian apolis Journal. AGE MAKES A DIFFERENCE. College avenue lias a tot four years of age who but lately passed out of her third year. Mooting her tho other day, a young inan said: — "My, Bessie, how pretty you're get ting!" "Oh, 1 know it," was the innocent response. "I thought you didn't like to be culled pretty?" he said. "Well," she said pensively, "that may have been; but then 1 was only free ycurs old!"—[lndiunapolis News. AN ADVANCE REPELLED. Deudbroke—Caslileigli, you are my best friend. 1 would bank on you every time. Caslileigli—Well, I don't want you to bunk on me any more until you return that last ten dollars L lent you. RETRIBUTION. " And your aunt didn't leuve you any thing after all ?" "Not a cent. She overheard mo call her an old eat a short time before her death." " How did she leave her money ?" " She left it to found an institution for tho care of homeless cuts."—[Detroit Free Press. THE PRODIGAL SON. The wayward young man, broken in health, bad gone to the far Southwest to recuperate, lie was inja.il at Tombstone, Ariz., for stealing a hind quarter of hoof. In the loneliness of his cell he sut down and wrote as follows : DEAR FATHER—I have picked up some flesh since I came out here, but I am still confined to my room. Please send me SIOO, etc., etc.—[Chicago Tribune. A MOMENT'S INDISCRETION. Count Spaghetti—Will-a vou not-a lot a me have one lock-a your lmir ?" Miss Nosenso—Certainly, Couut. Cut it yourself. The Count (absent-mindedly)— Sha mpoo ? AN AGREEMENT OF OPINION. " What do you think of married life?" asked tho henpecked man, addressing the youthful bridegroom. "Bliss is no name for it," said tho young husband, enthusiastically. " You aro right," said the henpecked man, gloomily, " bliss is no name for it. —[New York Press. HADN'T THE CASH. She—Now I want to wear the engage ment ring at the next hop. Please bo sure you get it oil time. 11c—O, they have already told me they would let me have it on time.—[Life. THE FASHIONABLE TRAIN. "There is a sign at tho railroad cross ings which roads: 'Lookout for tho lo comotive when the bell rings.' " "There should be oho something liko it at the corners of our streets." "You think so?" "Yes. 'Look out for tho train when the woman comes along.'"—[New York PRUDENT JESSIE. .lack—Don't you think we would get along on $25 a week; $8 for the rent, $lO for the table, $1 for tho servant and $5 for a ruiny day. Jessie—Yes, provided it didn't rain very often. TAKE HEED. My friend, the owl, with his big round eyes, Says never a word, That lias yet been heard.. But hoots ut our follies in mild surprise. The things he can't tell (hero his secret lies) He doesn't disclose, And every one kuows That thousands of men aren't half so wise. —[Washington Post. SOOTHING TO THE GUEST. Prominent Citizen (rushing into Okla homa hotel) —Tanner, your little son, Theobald, who is over at his aunt's, got his uncle's gun down just now an' shot Preacher Harps in the log! Landlord Tanner (proudly, to recently arrived tender-foot) Only think, stranger; the little feller is not quite five years old!—[Puck. A Milkmaid's Exciting Life. A milkmaid's life in West Virginia has its excitements. While Caroline Bren neinan of Juniata was in the barnyard milking the other day she was knocked from tho stool by a wildcat, which sprung <m her shoulder from a neighboring troo. The frightened cow made a jump and one foot struck the wildcat a powerful blow in the side, stunning it. Miss Bronne rnan then finished the creature by beating it over the bead with her pail. The ani mal was four feet two inches long.— [Chicago Herald. 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. Cornor Centre and South Btt„ Freeland. FERRY & CHRISTY, dealers in Stationary, School Books, Periodicals, Song Books, Musical Instruments, CIGARS and TOBACCO, SrFOZRTiaSTOr O-OOIDS Window Fixtures and Shades, Mirrors, Pictures and Frames made to order. Pictures enlarged and Framed. 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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, Centre Street, Freelaeu. The Cheapest Repairing 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 53.00 to $12.00; New Watches from $•1.00 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 squures below Freeland Opera House. JOB PRINTING 2ZXBOUTKD AT THIS OIHOI AX Lowest Living Prices. AMI COAS.I 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. Price $3.75 per two-horse wagon load. T. A. BUCKLEY, Agent. 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 Stß., Freeland. (Near Lehigh Valley Depot.) H. M. BRISLIN, UNDERTAKER AND Also dealer in FURNITURE of every description. Centre Street, above Luzerne, Freeland. / IfKENDALUS^% [SPAVINCUREIM BaeeetEfnl Remedy ever disco* ered, an It Is certain In its effects and does not blister. Read proof below. KENDALL'S SPAVIN CURE. OFFICE or CHARLES A. SNYDER, I BREEDER OP \ CLEVELAND BAT AND TROTTIEO BRED HORSES. > DR. B. J. Kkjtdall Col IJ<WOOD ' IU " NoT - *lsa . Slr: 1 lwyi purcbtwod TOUT KEU £, al h® Suavltt Cure *i y tho half <lOn l>ottle, I trouM lfte prtcei In larger quiiuUty. I think ll Is an earth. I have utted It cn my stables for three years. Yours truly, Cms. A. SttTDEB. KENDALL'S SPAVIN CURL ~ „ BROOKLYN, N. Y., November 8, 1888. DR. B. J. KENDALL Co. ' Dear Sirs: 1 desire to Rive voti testimonial of my good opinion of your Kendall's Spavin Cure. I have ,L . . r „,h a P* n 7""• J?.' ~r nd bpnvina, and 1 have found it a sure cure. I cordi ally recommend It to all horsemen. Yours truly, A. H. GILBERT. Manager Troy Laundry Stables. KENDALL'S SPAVIN DURE. _ Skier. WUTTOW COUKTT, Onto, Dec. 19,1888. DR. B. J. KKNDALL CO. OenU: I feel it my duty to say what I have done with your Kendall's Spavin Cure. I have cured twenty-live horses that had Spavins, ten of ltiiiv Bone, nine afflicted with Big Head and seven of Ilia J aw. Since I have had one of your books and followed the directions. I have never lost a case of any kind. 0 Yours truly, ANDREW TURNER, Horse Doctor. KENDALL'S SPAVIN CURL Price ,1 per bottle, or nix bottle, for s. All Drue gists have it or can get it for you, or it will be sent SOLD BY ALL DRUGGISTS. A. RUDEWIGK, GENERAL STORE. SOUTH HEBERTON, PA. Clothing, Groceries, Etc., Etc. Agent for the sale of PASSAGE TICKETS From all tho 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 rat vs. S. RUDEWICK, Wholesale Dealer ID Imported Brandy, Wine And All Kinds Of LIQUORS. THE BEST IDeer, Sorter, -A_le And Bro-wn Stout. Foreign and Domestic. Cigars Kept on Hand. S. RUDEWIGK, SOUTH HEBERTON. A pamphlet of information and ab-/®Bw of the laws,howinK How toU Obtain Patents, Caveats, Copyrights, tmt MUNN A Broadway. slffT
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