QUEEN MARY'S HOUSE AN HISTORIC OLD MANSION IN THE ANCIENT TOWN OF JEDBURG. In Thin Old Fashioned Building the Queen of the Scots Held Court and for Three Weeks Lay Sick of a Fever—Her Near Approach to Death. There is one house in Jedburg to which, above all others, strangers who visit the ancient town are sure to find their way, and that is the old and an tique mansion known as Queen Mary's house. Many will therefore be pleased to learn that steps are about to be taken for the better preservation of t his his toric edifice, and for the improvement of its surroundings. On Oct. 8, 1830, Mary left Holyrood to hold assizes at Jed burg, the magistrates having been pre viously instructed to "prepare meat, drink and lodgings for men and horses, '* and she arrived next day. The queen was accompanied by her ministers of state, her law officers and by many of her nobles, among whom were the Earls of Moray, Huntly, Argyll, Rothes and Caithness, and the Lords Livingstone, Seton, Yester, Bortliwick, Arbroath, Hume and Somerville, besides a num ber of barons and bishops. What a stir there must have been in the old border burg on that occasion, and what anxiety it would cost the worthy pro vost and magistrates to keep up the good name of their town in the presence of so many great personages, and even royalty itself! The assizes continued for six succes sive days, and terminated without a single execution. Mary presided at a privy council held on the 10th, and at another held on the following day. On the 16th, after the pressure of business was over, she rode to Hermitage castle to see Bothwell, who had been wounded by "Little Jock Elliott," of the park, a noted freebooter, and after conferring with her wounded lieutenant for two hours in presence of several of her nobles who accompanied her on the journey she returned to Jedburg the same evening, having ridden more than forty-eight miles. Next day Mary was attacked with an intermittent fever, which kept her prostrate for over a fortnight. On the same day she took ill the sum of six shillings was paid to "ane boy passing from Jedburg with ane mass of writings of our sovereign to the Earl of Bothwell." The room in which Queen Mary lay during her serious illness is, according to tradition, a small two windowed apartment in the turret, but Miss Strick land, in her "Lives of the Queens of Scotland," says in reference to this point that "the spacious suite of apartments on the opposite side of the staircase, one of which still bears the name of the guardroom, is more likely to have been occupied by royalty as anteroom, privy chamber and bedroom." It is, however, the small back apartment that is pointed out to visitors as Queen Mary's bedroom, and it was there, if we are to credit tra dition, where she lay nigh unto death, attended by her French physician— Charles Nau. On the 26th she "lay for dead" three hours—her limbs cold and rigid, her eyes closed, her mouth compressed, her feet and arms stiff, every one supposing that the vital spark had fled. Master Nau, who was "a perfect man of his craft," would not, however, give the matter up, but resorted to friction and manipulation, which he continued for some hours, until the queen recovered again her sight and speech and got a great sweating. When her illness had assumed a mortal tendency she expressed her willingness to resign her spirit to God. She wished to impress on her nobles the necessity of living in unity, and that they should do all in their power to protect the infant prince—her only tie to life. To Du C'roix, the French embassador, she made a request that he would ask his royal master to protect her dear son, and she also recom mended his protection to Queen Eliza beth, as her nearest kinswoman. On the 28th Darnley arrived in Jed burg, but left again the next day, and it ! is not certain that he was ever allowed to see Mary. When she was recovering j the wearisome hours were beguiled by one John Hume playing to her on the \ lute and John Heron playing on the pipe > and "quhissil," the former receiving forty shillings for his services, the latter four pounds for his. As a thank offer ing to God for her recovery she caused twenty pounds to be given to the poor of the burg, and the same day she wrote a letter ordering materials for a new dress, which letter was to be sent to Ed inburgh "in all possible haste." What a curious Old World pieturel But the scene again changes. On Nov. 9—exactly a month after her arrival- Queen Mary left Jedburg, accompanied by her nobles, among whom was Both well, and with an escort of a thousand horsemen. She arrived on the 20th at Craigmillar castle, with sorrow, suffer ing and captivity in the near future, ami in the distance the bloody scaffold of Fotheringay. "Four months after her departure from our ancient burg," says a local chronicler, "her husband, Lord Darnley, was murdered; three months more and she was the wife of Both well; yet twelve months, and she was lodged as a prisoner in the Castle of Carlisle. As time rolled on and the clouds of misfor tune were rolling dark and thick around her, she was often heard to exclaim, in the anguish of a wounded spirit, 'Would that I had died in Jedburg!' "—Scotsman. Mr. Curtis' First Speech. Young and diffident orators will take fresh heart when they learn, if they do not know it already, that so accom plished and self posessed a speaker as George William Curtis suffered greatly from stage fright on the occasion of his first lecture, and began by saying, "Ladies and gentlemen, the pitomless bott," with a solemnity which was changed to confusion when he perceived his error. Of course he had meant to make an allusion to the bottomless pit.— Boston Transcript (THE DRYAD. have seen her limpid eyes. Large with gradual laughter, ris* Through wild roses' nettles. Like twin blossoms grow and star*. Then the hateful, envious air Whisked them into petals. I have seen her hardy cheek, tyke a molten coral, leak Through the leafage shuded. Of thick chickasuws, and then, When I made more sure, ugain To a red plum faded. I have found her racy lips. And her graceful linger tips. But a haw or berry. Glimmers of her there nnd here. Just, forsooth, enough to choer And to make mo merry. Often on the ferry rocks Dazzling dimples of loose locks At mo she hath shaken. And I've followed—all in vainl They had trickled into rain. Sunlit, on the brakon. Once her full limbs flashed on mo, Naked, where some royal tree Powdered all tho spaces With wan sunlight and quaint shad*— Such a haunt romauce hath made For haunched satyr races. There, I know, hid amorous Pan; For a sudden pleading ran Through tho mazo of myrtle. And a rapid violence tossed All its flowerago—'twos tho lost C'ooings of a turtle. —Madison Cawein in St. Joseph's News. What One Man Saw in One Day. "I saw three very curious tilings yesterday; remarkable, they were. Coming in on a suburban train I sat down behind a women as black as ink. She was a full blooded negro, and her hair was as straight as yours or mine and as soft as velvet. I don't think there is another such case in the world. "Walking up Broadway later on 1 saw an electric wire catch fire and burn in twain, the pieces falling to the ground, i There were no cross wires nor any wire nor anything within ten feet of it when it caught." He rested awhile. "Say! Ahem! When I was eating supper last night I found a worm—a black, shaggy worm an inch long—in a fresh egg. You see 1 have my eggs served to me in the shell and eat them with a spoon from the shell. As I dug down into the yolk of one brought me at a fashionable restaurant I saw something black in the center, and pulling it out discovered what 1 have told you. The egg was sound as a dollar. The way I figure it out is that an old hen swal lowed a worm just before the egg began to form and the worm got tangled up in the machinery and got stuck. Well, 1 must be going. Good day."—St. Louis I Republic. Fear Before the Fight. i Testimony differs as to the feeling of the soldier on going into a fight, and the many experiences related by Grand Army men to their always willing lis teners show that in their war histories there was no uniformity of either fear or daring. The major of a New Hamp shire regiment said: "1 always felt timid when the shot began to reach us, but as soon as we got into action I was j carried away by excitement. I am not usually a profane man, and 1 have no ! recollection of talking roughly to my j troops, yet a good many of them have ' assured me that all through a fight 1 j would swear like—well, like a trooper." Another man, a colonel, said: "It's all nonsense to say man doesn't feel afraid in the beginning of a fight and all through it. Of course he does. He has | reason. Sherman said of General Suin ! ner that he was the only man who grew I bolder as he grew older, but the only man I ever saw who really seemed to j want to fight, and to enjoy it after he was in it, was Custer."—New York Sun. A I.Hn Game, Tetherball is a new game of Eng lish origin which possesses the pro nounced advantage of being played in a few feet of lawn or courtyard. A post eight feet high is set up, and to this is attached a cord having at its end a ball. The space of the grounds may influence somewhat the length of the string, which should be, however, not less than eight nor more than ten feet long. The ball is set in rotary motion, and with tennis racquets the two play ers endeavor in turn to hit it. The game is said to be exciting, and decid edly a warm contest, as the ball proves very elusive.—Exchange. Libraries, Museums and Methods. Modern museum methods applied to libraries will result in a vast extension of their general usefulness and availa- j bility for the purposes of instruction, j and in the modern museums the exhibi tion of books has become almost as im- I portant as the display of the conven- [ tional museum specimens.—Philadelphia i Ledger. The Truth About Girls* j A Hinall boy in a Brooklyn grammar 1 school has furnished the latest informa- : tion about girls in a recent composition: "Girls is pretty and afraid of guns. They wear toe rubbers and look at the clouds and say, 'Oh, how perfickly love ly!' " —New York Times. Of the 218 suicides reported in New York city in one year, shooting was most popular with 77 cases, to 48 by poison, 37 by hanging, 23 by gas, 16 by knife, 10 by drowning, 4 by jumping from a roof and 3 by jumping from a window. A blind man with a hand organ hns been parading the streets of Alexandria, Ind., with a placard on his breast which reads, "I am blind and the father of eight childron by a horrible accident." Trinity college, Cambridge, England, has an autograph letter of Sir Isaac Newton which the curators of the insti tution bought in 1880 for $315. Amurath 111 killed five of his broth ers; his mother in grief took her own life; and he was shortly after taken off by poison. Checkers or draughts were known to the ancient Egyptians, and pictures 4,000 years old represent a quarrel over the game. UNDER SUSPICION. Something very unusual to quiet Talm ley liad happened, and Talinley was de cidedly uncomfortable about it. Of course everybody knew—as every body knew everything in that delightful place, where each neighbor was a friend, each friend a brother—and what the village folk knew was this—the miller, old Harvey Jameson, had been robbed. "A queer business," said the miller, shaking his dusty head solemnly, and ; telling the circumstance for the fiftieth ! time to his neighbor, Farmer Greene, 1 who had dropped in to sympathize with his old friend; "nobody knew I had the : money but ray daughter Jennie and young Levoe, and 1 can't suspect a single soul. I put the money in a tin box, and I put that among a lot of other boxes in the cupboard, waitin till I could go to the bank with it, an lo and behold! when I went to get it out yes terday there wasn't a single sign of box or money. I can't understand it." I "Neither can I, neighbor," said Greene, running a brawny hand over his shock of untidy hair; "neither can I. But Ido think ye set too much store by that young man ye've took into your house, an mebbe ye've mistook him. He's a deal too fine about his clothes an his hands, an his hair, to be any too honest, but," cautiously, as he saw the flush that stole over Jameson's face, "but inebbe I'm talkin too fast, but it's mighty curious, and one don't know what to think." "One might try to think nothin that weren't charitable," said the miller gravely, "an I don't suspect the lad. It's iuore'n I'd like to lose, for it takes a time to earn it. But young Levoe didn't have nothin to do with the stealin —no more'n you or me—an I'd rather people wouldn't kinder hint he had." " 'Taint in nature not to think it seein he's a stranger, an nobody knows what or who he is; an he has fine ways with him an talks like a schoolmaster," said Greene stubbornly. "I don't like to see you took in, neighbor, and I'm mighty much afraid you are by that mill hand of yourn." Then Greene held out his hand to the miller, who was deep in thought, and ba/le him good day, and betook himself to his duties on the farm near the mill. But the farmer had left a seed of doubt behind him; and when has such a seed not found soil to nurture it until its fruit hung heavy on the giant tree which shadowed a friendship or dark ened forever a soul immortal? In Talmley there was but one who had not been born there, and that one was Dick Levoe, the stranger who had crossed his threshold six mouths before to ask for employment. Jameson wanted a hand in the mill, and hired Dick, taking him as a boarder. The young man had "fine ways," as Greene said. He was not especially handsome, but he was cheerful, courteous, and willing to work, and yet, for all that, showed unmistakable signs of having had no oc casion to perform any labor, at some time not far past. He was educated— even Jennie, who had spent a year at boarding school, could be instructed by him. "I'll just keep my eyes open an not let on for awhile," thought the miller, "but, as Greene said, who else could have stolen the money?" He perceived no change in Dick, no confusion, no sign of guilt, but greatly to the good man's consternation he dis covered something else. The young man was in love with pretty Jennie, and siie was fully conscious of the fact. Thero was a new difficulty, and one which the miller did not care to meet. He was pondering over it ono day, three weeks after the robbery, when Glavin of the Hollow called and paid him ten pounds which had been due some time. "I hear your house isn't a very secure place for money," said Glavin, with a smile, "hut I hope nobody will walk off with this while you're asleep." "I'll take care of that," answered the miller, conscious that Dick could hear. "I don't calc'late on bein robbed twice by the same person, and I've got over thinkin everybody 1 meet is honest. Good day, sir. Much obliged." Glaven departed and the miller went into the house. Jennie was singing softly as she sewed at a window. Mrs. Jameson was not in. having gone to visit a Bick neighbor. Without a word the old man passed into his chamber, and there secreted the ten pounds, frowning as ho did so. "I'll semi that fellow packin soon, whether I find him stealin or not," ho muttered. "It ain't none too comfort able a feelin to know you've got to lock up every shilling you get, and not tell anybody where you put it." He ute his supper that evening in si lence, Jennie and Dick chattering in cessantly, and Mrs. Jameson told about every ache and pain that racked the , Woman she had been to visit. But the miller could only wonder Whether or not that frank, manly face and those cheery tones of his employee belonged to a knave and scoundrel, j "An Jennie and him seemed to under- I stand one another far too well," he so liloquized. "I used to like the lad, but s I d as lief see my girl care for old blind i Jack, the fiddler, aB this fine gentleman. As Greene says, he'B too fancy about ; himself to be honest. I've often heard j the greater the rascal the more genteel, n I guess I'll load the rifle." j He did load his rifle, and placed it near I his bed, telling his wife that he "warn't | going to lose any more money, but the ; first one that came for dishonest pur poses would lose his life." J Mrs. Jameson was very nervous con cerning the proximity of the rifle; she | begged her husband to put it farther j away, declaring he might touch it in his sleep, "an make the thing go off," and probably kill her. "I never move in my sleep, so you needn't bo scared," he told her. "If I touch the gun, you can be sure it will go off, but I'll not touch it in my slpep. I sleep liko an honest man, I do." So he went to bed, and thought more of his daughter than of the money under the carpet. However, he did think of his money sometimes, and in fact his thoughts ran from that to Jennie, as the thoughts of the money lender ran from his ducats to his daughter. At last he slept, but not any too soundly; dreams visited him, and un pleasant ones they were. Vision after vision came and faded, and his wife was alarmed beyond measure to see his un conscious hands go out again and again, perilously near sometimes to the loaded rifle. It was midnight before she slept at all, but then her sleep was profound. It was broken at last by the strangest and most thrilling of sounds, no less star tling than a heavy fall, and a loud, harsh, reverberating report, as though a cannon had been fired at her ear. No woman is ever too frightened to Bcream, and Mrs. Jameson's shrieks were loud and shrill as she cowered among the bedclothes, and a scrambling in the darkness and muttered words she could not understand did not tend to calm her. There was a rush of feet in the hall without; a stout shoulder sent the door inward with a crash, and Dick Levoe, who had made this unceremonious en trance, stood there, with a light high above his head, his keen eyes scanning the apartment swiftly. It took him a moment to comprehend, and then he laughed with immeasur able amusement. The miller, clad but lightly, was sprawling on the floor, a dazed wonder in his fuce, the old rifle, which he had struck as he fell, lying harmless beside him and now unloaded; a window was open, and through it came a fine sheet of rain; the old man was soaking wet and rain drops glistened on his hair and scanty garments; his bare feet were muddy, and altogether he presented anything but an agreeable or presentable appear ance. "What has happened?" asked Dick as soon as his mirth could be suppressed, as ho aided the miller to his feet. "I—l don't know," stammered Jame son. His wife, hearing voices, cautiously peeped out from under the coverlet. "Robbers!" she cried shrilly. "They have been here again. Have they shot you, Harvey?" "No, wife, I'm not shot," said Harvey, "an I don't think there's been any rob bers round. Fact is I've been sleep walking." "What!" "I've been walkin in my sleep, sure as you live," groaned the miller. "I'm all wet, so I must have gone out of doors, an the Lord only knows where I have been or what I've been doin. I was dreamin of that ten pounds" He broke off and hurried to the spot in which he had hidden the money. It was not there. "You're rather old for such capers, Harvey," his wife was saying. But he didn't hear her. Very blankly he turned to Dick, who had now retreat ed to the threshold where Jennie was standing, white and startled, but ravisli ingly pretty. "Lad," the miller said solemnly, "1 believe I've robbed myself. I've heard of such things, an now I believe I've just done that, an I hain't got a notion where I put the money." "Is it gone?" "Yes." "Then you had best put on dry clothes, sir, while I go out and try to follow the tracks you have probably left in the garden. Your feet are so muddy I'm sure you must have been there. I'll re port in a few moments." A whispered sentence to Jennie at the door, and Dick was off to don his boots and laugh at the remembrance of the miller's plight. With a lantcWk ho went out into the rain, and his griwity departed again as under the Window of the miller'B chamber he discovered deeply indented footprints, which proved that Jameson had emerged like a schoolboy. The big, bare feet left plain traces in the soft soil of the garden. Dick fol lowed them on across the road, and found that they ceased at one corner of the mill. A loose board had been freshly replaced. He drew it out and there, in the aperture, found a small tin box. Taking it out, he hurried back to find Jameson, his wife and Jennie up and dressed, waiting for him. The miller took the box eagerly and opened it with scarcely steady hands. There were the ten pounds, and under them the money of which he had thought Dick had robbed him. "Lad," he said, turning to his em ployee, "I've been thinkin ill of yon for the last few days, an I ask your pardon. If I can ever do you a good turn call on me." "I take your word, sir," said Dick cheerfully, going straight to Jennie and taking her hand. "I want your consent to my marrying Jennie some day, when I have proved myself able to take care of her. We love each other, and I hope, sir, you'll not forget what love was to yourself once." "No, I don't, lad," said the miller, with a tender glance toward his wife; "but a mill hand gets but poor wages, an you'll have to wait awhile." "As for that," said Dick, "I think you'll have to look up another mill hand, Mr. Jameson, for I have another offer, and intend taking it. I wasn't brought Up to labor and was at college when my father died, leaving mo, instead of the thousands I expected, nothing but my empty, untrained hands. 1 left the college and fate led mo hither. If 1 have shown no talent as a miller, I have won the sweetest girl in the world u> love me. Now a friend of my father's offers me the post of bookkeeper in his bank at a salary on which Jennie and I can live, I know. I didn't take your money, sir, and I'll forgive you for sus pecting that I did if you'll give me Jon nie." I "What do you say, daughter?" asked the old man wistfully. I "I love him, father," she whispered. I "Then I'll only say, 'God bless you both!'" said the miller.-—Yankee Blade. WEDDED AT ST. MARY'S Charles F. Mclluah and Miss Jennie l.rnnhan Married en Thursday. St. Mary's church Wilkes.Barre, was all ablaze with light, and the rustle of expectancy of a large number of people at high noon on Thursday, the time set for the wedding of Miss Jennie Lenahan and Charles F. McHugh. Long before that time numerous carriages had drawn up before the church doors, and many people stood about just to catch a glimpse of the bridal party as they entered the church. The ceremony was performed just at noon. The bride entered the church leaning on the arm of her father, and looking radiant in her pretty wedding dress. She was attended by a maid of honor, Miss Getta Ward, of Allentown, two bridesmaids, Miss Carrie McNiff, of llarrisburg, and Miss Teresa Lenahan, also a flower girl, pretty little Genevieve Lynch. The bridal party passed slowly up the aisle to the strains of Lohengrin's wedding march, each member of the party, except Mr. Lenahan, carried chrysanthemums and the appearance of the young ladies elicited many murmurs of approval. At the altar stood the groom and his best man, Michael Donnelly, of I'ittston. They wore the conventional black and small boutonniers. They met the bridal party and the father gave his daughter to the groom. The impressive ceremony was then performed by Rev. Father McAndrews, assisted by Rev. Father William O'Donnell, of Providence. At the conclusion of the words which made them husband and wife the bride and groom turned and passed down the aisle together, followed by the rest of the party, while the joyous strains of Men delsohn's wedding march pealed from the organ. The bride looked charming and com ments on her personal appearance were most complimentary. She wore a fine white Benzeline gown en traine, trim med with pearls, veile du tuille and a brilliant diamond necklace. Miss Gertie Ward, the maid of honor, wore a beauti ful costume of white Indian silk trim med with point lace and a white Leg horn hat with long plumes. Miss Carrie McNiff wore pink Bengaline, trimmed with clemates flowers, and a white hat with pink plumes; the other bridesmaid, Miss Teresa Lenahan, a sister of the bride, w ore a pretty gown of green Lans downe. The pretty little flower girl, Miss Genevieve Lynch, wore white silk and carried a large bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums. The ushers were Thomas Shea, of Nanticoke; C. Frank Boh&n, of Pittston; Frank IJougher, Dr. Lynch, William O'Malley and Dr.Lenahan, brother of the bride. After the wedding a reception was held at the residence of the bride's par ents, 95 South Main street, at which a large number of invited guests attended, and good wishes and congratulations were tendered the happy bride and groom. They left on the afternoon train for an extended trip to the East. The bride is a daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Patrick Lenahan, and a sister of the prominent attorneys, James and John Lenahan. The groom is an attor ney and is rapidly making luh way to ward the front rank in the legal profes sion. — Newsdea lev. A Good Amatuer Company. That the members of St. Ann'B Dram atic Company can entertain an audience by presenting a strong drama was amply illustrated 011 Thursday evening, when the play, "Waiting for the Verdict," was produced by that company in a manner that brought forth liberal ap plause from the large audience at the opera house. The different members of the com pany acted and took their parts with all the ease and grace of veteran players. Although several of them had never ap peared before an audience, there was not the slightest hesitation in their movements and speech, which was evi dence in itself of the thorough training they had been given by their instructor, ltev. F. P. McNally. UPPER LEHIGH NOTES. The wedding of Martin Strinski took place 011 Railroad street yesterday and us usual a merry gathering wns there. Many people from nearby towns were in attendance and enjoyed themselves as only these people can. It was kept up until a late hour when all went to their homes well pleased with the treatment received from Martin. Mrs. Davis, of Main street, has been on the Bick list for several days past. Miss Katie O'Donnell, of Plymouth, is visiting her numerous friends here for a few weeks. The measles are raging here since sev eral weeks ago and many children have been affected by them. However, nono of the Tarriers have reported off duty so far. Quite a number of former residents of town visit us quite often of late, but we never knew a person to live here any length of time who did not like to call and see ub again. Already the township politicians are brightening up their armor and the fel lows from the other parts of the town ship will come to the conclusion, and before many weeks are past, that it will be wise to recognize the counsellors of this place. Mr. and Mrs. James Goulden were in Allcntown last week attending the fun eral of Mrs. Uoulden's sister. Tramps are numerous in this section for the last few days, and, as a rule, the people of town are over indulgent toward them. It wouldn't do to be unkind even to a tramp, for wo don't know what day we may have to take to the road our selves. The water supply is again in good order for which the people ought to be thankful. Mr. and Mrs. Dennis Ferry were among friends in Harwood last week. Several cases of diptheiia have been reported in town of late. On Friday about 1 o'clock we had a very peculiar storm in this section, es pecially for November. Cold rain and hailstones accompanied by heavy thun der and vived lightning passed over hero and raged for over an hour. At No. 4, the lightning strucd the bell-wire and went down the slope. The footman, D. J. Davis, had a hold of the wire and was in the act of signaling the engineer when he became completely paralyzed from the shock he received and remain ed so for nearly an hour. At No. 2 the lightning played its pranks also, but done no serious damage. November Sale —or — CLOAKS, OVERCOATS and "WOOLEE" G OODS of all descriptions now going on at Neuburger's - Bargain - Emporium. ■\7t7"e are daily receiving large con signments of ladies', misses' and children's cloalrs and jaclrets, and. are selling- them at -srery low prices. , In the Overcoat Department WE HAVE THE LARGEST and MOST COMPLETE STOCK IN TOWN. We can sell you a boys'good overcoat at SI.00; wliich will cost you double anywhere else. { Our men's $4.00 overcoat was formerly sold at s7.ho. Our men's $1.50 working coats we will place alongside of any $2.00 coat in town. | We are also selling men's black and brown fine beaver overcoats at $6.50; which would be cheap at SO.OO. ■ Our stock all through we are now selling at prices on which we i defy competition. IF YOU ARE IN NEED OF ANY Flannels, Dry Goods of any description, Clothing, Ladies' and Gents' Furnishing Goods, Give lisa call and be convinced that when you want to buy | good goods at reasonable prices the place to buy them is at BAHRAIN EMPORIUM in the . -V P. 0. S. of A. Building, Freeland, Pa. Aft Aetata FOR And Hardware of Every Description. REPAIRING DONE ON SHORT NOTICE. We are prepared to do roofing and spouting in the most improved manner and at reasonable rates. We have the choicest line of miners' goods in Freeland. Our mining oil, selling at 20, 25 and 30 cents per gallon, cannot be surpasssed. Samples sent to anyone on application. Guns, Ammunition and Sporting Goods. B\RKBECK'S, CENTRE STREET, FREELAND, PA. V Boots and Shoes, Blankets, Comfortables, Hats, Caps, or Notions
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