IN LETTERS OF GOLD. Full fifty years, sweet love, together We wandered on 'gainst wind and weather: Beneath love's fond, impulsive sway. It seemed but like a single day. Not quite a week the grasses wave. Dear heart, upon thy hillside grave— And yet a thousand years to be It seems since thou art gone from me. —New Orleans Times-Democrat. OLD JESON. Judge between me and my guest, the stranger within my gates, the man whom in his extremity 1 clothed and fed. I remember well the time of his com ing, for it happened at the end of five days and nights during which the year passed from strength to age; in the in terval between the swallow's departure and the redwing's coming; when the tortoise in my garden crept into his win ter quarters and the equinox was on us, with an east wind that parched the blood in the trees, so that their leaves for once knew no gradations of red and yellow, but turned at a stroke to brown and crackled like tin foil. At 5 o'clock in the morning of the sixth day 1 looked out. The wind still whistled across the sky, but now with out tho obstruction of any cloud. Full in front of my window Sirius flashed with a whiteness that pierced the eye. A little to the right the whole constella tion of Orion was suspended clear over a wedgelike gap in the coast, wherein the sea could he guessed rather than seen, and traveling yet farther the eye fell on two brilliant lights, the one set high above the other; the one steady and a fiery led, the other yellow and blazing intermittently; the one Aldebaran, the other revolving on the lighthouse top, fifteen miles away. Halt way up the east, the moon, now in her last quarter and decrepit, climbed with the dawn closeut her heels. At this hour they brought in the stranger, ask ing if my pleasure were to give him clothing and hospitality. Nobody knew whence he came, except that it was from the wind and the night, seeing that he spoke in a strange tongue, moaning and making a sound like the twittering of birds in a chimney. But his journey must have been long and painful, for his legs bent under him, and lie cpuhl not stand when they lifted him. So, finding it useless to question him for the time, 1 learned from the servants all they had to tell—namely, that they had come upon him but a few minutes before, lying on his face within my grounds without staff or scrip, bare headed, spent and crying feebly for suc cor in his foreign tongue, and in pity they had carried him in and brought him to ine. Now for the look of this man. He seemed a century old. being bald, ex tremely wrinkled, with wide hollows where tile teeth shoulil be, and the flesh hanging loose and flaccid on his cheek hones: and what color lie hail could have come only from exposure to that bitter night. But his eyes chiefly spoke of his extreme ago. They wore blue and deep, and filled with the wisdom of years, ami when he turned them in my direction they appeared to look through me, be yond me and back upon centuries of sor row and the slow endurance of man, as if his immediate misfortunes were hut an inconsiderable item in a long list. They frightened me. Perhaps they conveyed a warning of that which 1 was 4p endure at their owner's bands. From compassion 1 ordered the servants to take him to my wife, with word that 1 wished her to set food before him and see that it passed his lips. So much 1 did for this stranger. Now learn how he rewarded me. He has taken my youth from me, and the most of my substance, aud the love of my \4ti IV. From the hour when he tasted food in my house lie sat there without hint of going. Whether from design, or be cause age and his sufferings had really palsied him, he came back tediously to life ami warmth, nor for many days professed himself able to stand erect. Meanwhile he lived on the best of our hospitality. My wife tended him, and my servants ran at his bidding, for he managed early to make them under stand scraps of his language, though slow in acquiring hours—l believe out of calculation, lest some one should inquire his business (which was a mystery) or hint at his departure, I myself often visited the room he had appropriated, and would sit for an hour watching tiiose fathomless eyes while 1 tried to make head or tail of his dis course. When wo were alone my wife and I used to speculate at times ou his probable profession. Was he a merchant, an aged mariner, tinker, tailor, beg garman, thief? We could never decide, and lie never disclosed. Then tho awakening came. I sat one day in the chair beside his, wondering as usual. I had felt heavy of late with a Boreness and languor in my bones, as if a dead weight Imng continually on my shoulders and another rested on my heart. A warmer color in the stranger's cheek * caught my ut.eution, and 1 bent for ward. peering under the pendulous lids. Ilis eyes were livelier and less profound. The melancholy was passing from them as breath fades off a pane of glass. He was growing younger. Starting up I ran across the room to the mirror. There were two white hairs in my fore lock. and at the corner of either eye half a dozen radiating lines. I was an old man. Turning. 1 regarded the stranger. He sat as phlegmatic as an Indian idol, and in my fancy 1 felt the young blood draining from my own heart and saw it mantling in his cheeks. Minute by min ute 1 watched the slow miracle—the old man beautified. As buds unfold he put on a lovely youthfuluess, ami drop by drop left me winter. I hurried from the room, and seeking my wife laid the case before her. "This is a ghoul,'' I said, "that we harbor; he is sucking my best blood, and the house hold is clean bewitched." She laid aside the book in which she read and laughed gt me. Now my wife was well looking, and lier eyes were the light of my soul. Consider, then, how I felt as she laugh ed, taking the stranger's part against ine. When I left her it was with a new suspicion in my heart. "How shall it be," 1 thought, "if after stealing my youth he go on to take the one thing that is better?" In my room, day by day, 1 brooded upon this—hating my own alteration and fearing worse. With the stranger there was no longer any disguise. His head blossomed in curls: white teeth filled the hollows of his mouth; the pits in his cheeks were heaped full with roses, glowing under a transparent skin. It was uEson renewed and thankless, and he sat on, devouring my substance. Now having probed my weakness, and being satisfied that 1 no longer dared to turn him out, he, who had half imposed his native tongue upon us, constraining the household to a hideous jargon, the bastard growth of two languages, con descended to jerk us hack rudely into our own speech once more, mastering ii with a readiness that proved his former dissimulation and using it henceforward as the sole vehicle of his wishes. On his past life he remained silent, but took occasion to confide in me that he pro posed embracing a military career as soon as he should tire of the shelter of my roof. And 1 groaned in my chamber, for that which 1 feared had come to pass. He was making open love to my wife. And the eyes with which lie looked at her and the lips with which he coaxed her had been mine, and 1 was an old man. Judge now between me and this guest. ! One morning 1 went to my wife, for the burden vias past bearing, and 1 must satisfy myself. I found her tending the plants on her window ledge, and when she turned I saw that years had not taken from her comeliness one jot. And 1 was old. So 1 taxed her on the matter of this 1 stranger, saying this and that, and how I had cause to believe he loved her. "That is beyond doubt." she answered and smiled. "By my head, 1 believe his fancy is returned!" I blurted out. And her smile grew radiant as, look ing nte in the face, she answered. "By my soul, husband, it is." Then I went from her down into my garden, where the day grew hot and the flowers were beginning to droop. 1 stared upon them and could find no so lution to the problem that worked in my heart. And then 1 glanced up, east ward, to the sun above the privet hedge and saw him coming across the flower beds, treading them down in wanton ness. He came with a light step and a smile, and 1 waited for him, leaning heavily on my stick. "Give me your watch!" he called out as he drew near. "Why should l*give you tny watch?" I asked, while something worked in my throat. "Because 1 wish it; because it is gold because you are too old aud won't want it much longer." "Take it," 1 cried, pulling the watch out and thrusting it into his hand "Take it—you who have taken all that iB betterl Strip me, spoil me" A soft laugh sounded above, and I turned. My wife was looking down on us from the window, and her eyes were both moist and glad. "Pardon me," she said; "it is you who are spoiling the child."—Arthur T. Qui! ler-Uouch in Noughts and Crosses. Some Famous Dunces. Literary history is crowded with in stances of torpid and uninteresting boy hood. Gibbon was pronounced "dread- I fully dull," aud the utmost that was predicted of Hume in his youth was that "he might possibly become a steady merchant." Adam Clarke, afterward j so deeply skilled in oriental languages and antiquities, was pronounced by bis j father to be "a grievous dunce," aud of | Boilean, who became a model for Pope, it was said that he was a youth of little understanding. Dryden was "a great numskull," who went through a course of education at Westminster, but the | "stimulating properties of Dr. Busby's I classical ferrule were thrown away upon the drono who was to be known as 'Glorious John.'"—Loudon Standard. One of Grunt's Pictures. The original picture of "Sheridan's j Ride," painted by T. Buchanan Read. 1 now hangs in the private office of Presi i dent Thomas L. James, of the Lincoln bank. It is about five by four feet in di mensions, and is especially notable for spirited figure of the horse upon which Sheridan is mounted. The picture is the property of Mrs. U. S. Grant, and was sent to the Lincoln storage ware house pending some alterations in the j Grant residence. It was purchased from the artist by a few western men and presented to General Grant soon after the close of the war.—New York Times. Trucheotomy Arivocatvil. | Some of the most experienced practi- I tioners express the opinion that the ex pected fact that intubation would, on account of its simplicity, take tho place of the knife and add materially to the resources of the profession, has not been fulfilled. It is urged by those who take this ground that tho operation necessi tates a degree of manual dexterity which the average physician, with his tew op portunities, is not able to acquire, and the objection made is that the patient is sub jected to a certain amount of exhaustion which can be ill borne in one suffering from diphtheria.—New York Tribune. The Influence of Politician*. , When one, not being a professional politician, looks at the question widely and considers the penalties of political greatness, one begins to wonder whether politics have that influence on the real life of a nation which they are supposed to have, and whether eminent politicians are not merely the puppets of tho hour. But that is a question on which the fates forbid that we should enter! Probably j in no case are the penalties of greatness I so irksome as in the case of the eminent politician.—All the Year Round. LOVE AND WEATHER. (Ykon. iwthc budding of tlio year. To her ff love 1 chanced to nigh, *'Tia spring," she wliisper'd in my ear; "You'll feel much better by and by." And when, in summer's golden hours, ; I said my heart was all aglow. She smiled as sweetly as the flow'rs j And murmured, "Summer, don't you know." j And later, when the leaves fell down. And I rehearsed my heartfelt tale. She said, but with a little frown, "The day is dull, and you are pale." I sadly waited. Christ mas came. And with the bells my love 1 told. Said she, "This wintry night's to blame; I'm sure you're sulf'ring from tho cold." Oh, grant, ye powers of destiny. That she and I may meet together. In some strange land that's fair to see, But wholly destitute of weather! —A. C. Chilian in New York Sun. Absence of Ileal Children in I.iieruture. The wise mentors in conventional lit erature virtually tell you that child liter ature wants no real children in it; that the real child's example of defective grammar and lack of elegant deportment would furnish to its little patrician pa trons suggestions very hurtful indeed to their higher morals, tendencies and am bitions. 'Then, although the general pub lic couldn't for the life of it see why or how, and might even ho reminded that! it was just such a rowdying child itself, and that its father—the fattier of his country—was just such a child, that Abraham Lincoln was just such | a lovable, lawless child, all—all of this argument would avail not in the least, since the elegantly minded purveyors of child literature cannot pos sibly tolerate the presence of any hut the reiined children —the very proper chil dren—the studiously thoughtful, poetic children—and these must be kept safe from the contaminating touch of our rough and tumble little fellows in "hod-.| den gray." with frowzy heads, begrimed j but laughing faces, and such awful, I awful vulgarities of naturalness, and I crimes of simplicity, and brazen faith ! and trust, and love of life and everybody in it.—James W. Riley in Forum. Two Kinds of Pears. It is remarkable that although new fruits come to the front every year there is not a pear yet that has been able to take the place of the Bartlett or the Seckel. The Bartlett is a European sort, originating in England and named there William's Bon Curetien. It was intro duced into this country, and its name I getting lost it was named Bartlett, after the man in whose garden it was when its excellent qualities were discovered. The Seckel is a native, a chance seeding, found growing near the Schuylkill river, Philadelphia, and the original tree still stands and bears fruit. The Bartlett is in senson throughout September, the Seckel from the close of September and through October. These two kinds are no exception to the rule that the qmility of all pears increases in value as the trees get older. Tho fruit from a full grown Seckel pear tree, for instance, is far superior to that from a tree fruiting for the first time.—Practi cal Farmer. A Sin all Legal Fee. The smallest fee ever taken by an Eng lish counsel was sixpence, that fee hav ing on one occasion been taken by the late Sir John Holker. Barristers' fees were in olden times much less than those now paid. An entry occurs in the church wardens' accounts of St. Mar garet's, Westminster, for 1476, showing that a fee of three shillings and eight pence, with fourpence for his dinner, was paid to Robert Fylpott, counsel, learned in the law, for his advice. In Nare's "Glossary," a barrister's fee was stated to bo an angel, or ten shil lings. These aro somewhat different figures to the OUO guineas paid to Sir Charles Russell three or four years ago at the Leeds assizes for less than three hours'e work, or at the rate of over three guineas a minute.—London Tit-Bits. Kcniurkulilo L'nuiiiinity. The remarkable unanimity that is so j pleasant to observe between man and ! wife is nicely illustrated by the follow ing two letters of the same date: COUNTRY, Aug. 20. I)R. AH JOHN- I am going to stay another week. Am having a splendid time. Affection ately, JULIA. CITY, Aug. Mil. I DEAR JULIA—YOU can stay another week, j Am having a splendid time. Affectionately, 1 j JOHN. ' I For some reason or other she concludes i to pack up and start for home immedi j ately to see about his "splendid time." 1 I —Exchange. Bent Flowers for a .Sickroom. The best flowers for a sickroom aro growing flowers, but cut flowers are more often obtainable. As to these lat j ter they should first of all ho fresh. They quickly decay, and then they com municate to the water in which they are I | placed vegetable juices which undergo putrefactive fermentation and render ! ; the air impure. Bright colored flowers are desirable.—Boston Globe. Some one has noted the fact that July has been a fatal month to presidents. Jefferson, Monroe, Taylor, Van Buren, Johnson and Grant died in that month, and Garfield was shot in that month. Robinson Crusoe's island, Juan Fer nandez, is inhabited by about sixty per sons, who attend to the herds of cattle 1 that gruze there. Somebody says that "snoring is the spontaneous escape of those malignant feelings which the sleeper has no time to vent when awake." The game of football played in Ameri can colleges and schools is not nearly so harmful and dangerous as that which is played in England. Among the recent inventions in elec tric heating devices are hand stamps, ! curling irons, coffee urns and branding irons. The South Sea islanders are claimed | to make an intoxicating drink from corn i fish. 1 Didn't Like tli'e Weapons* "I mmo very near having a duel once," sai I congi• man to a group of atiditcrs. "Tell ua about it," . ..id they us ono man. "When I was about thirty," he con tinued, "I hung out niv ri; ingle in a small town in a southern st.it,', and be ing from the north 1 did not receive at first tlie agreeable recognition I expect ed. In fact there was on- blatherskite of a fellow who made himself so ob noxious that one day I slapped his jaws. This brought all tho respectable people of the community over to my side, and I was feeling pretty good for three or four days, when the bottom was knocked out of it all by my receiving a challenge from Mr. Blatherskite. If there was anything more than another that I didn't want to do it was to fight a duel, and I tried to get out of it some way, but couldn't, and finally accept* I his chal lenge and chose doubled barreled shot guns at ten paces. I didn't hear any thing from my man for twenty-four hours, and then I had a personal call from him. 44 T have come in,' ho said after a few preliminary remarks, 4 to make a state ment about this duel. What I've got to say is that shotguns are too doggoned mortuary for me, and if you have 110 ob jections I'll apologize and ( ,11 it square.' "Then I became very brave and blus tered some, but I accepted the situation very gracefully at last, and ever after Mr. Blatherskite \v; t respectful, and stood about as well in the town as he ever did."—Detroit Free Press. Why Milk Differs in Quality. Milk is more susceptible to changes from tho normal condition than any other food product. The first class of changes has been brought about by the action of breeders. By many years of attention to breeding for fat production, it is now ppssible to got milk which may be twice as rich as the normal. On the other hand, other breeders have paid especial attention to production of large quantity, even at the expense of quality, until pure milk is sometimes produced having as low as 10 per cent, of solids, when the normal is 13 per cent. A second set of causes which influence the quality of milk grows out of the ig norance or carelessness of the producer or seller. Where the persons held the exploded idea of the value of one cow's milk for children anything in the treat ment of tho cow which affects its nervous temperament may unfit it for food for very young children. Uncleanliness or neglect is often a grave source of trouble in the handling of milk, not only on ac count of the possibilities of the addition of visible filth, but because milk is pe culiarly susceptible to odor, various kinds of bacteria and disease germs. Epidemics of scarlet fever and typhoid fever have been traceable to tho milk supply, unclean cans and other utensils, and particularly to propagating bacteria. —Boston Transcript. Tlio Vanishing Couple. A fashion suit, to stump a young girl in general society as hut ill equipped with knowledge of good form is that of "vanishing" in company with her at tendant after a dance and remaining in unfrequented corners until remark is thereby created. Such is tho young wo man whose chaperon isin continual spec ulation as to her whereabouts or else ii active exercise to find her. She is no doubt often innocent of intention to of fend, but at large and mixed entertain ments the better part of wisdom in a wo man is to keep in view of her fellows. A witty Frenchwoman, Mine, de Gira din. once wrote: "Amuse yourselves, O young beauties, but flutter your wings in the broad light of day. Avoid shad ows in which suspicion hides." The "vanishing woman" act should ho lim ited in performance to a platform in full view of the audience. The prompt re turn of a young woman to the side or vicinity of her chaperon after dancing is not only a graceful and well bred action, hut affords an opportunity to the man, who too often is embarrassed in this re spect, to withdraw and fulfill some other engagement.—Ladies' Home Journal. Monday and Friday. Those of us who like Friday for vari ous reasons, hut chiefly because it leads np to Saturday, upon which day schools are closed, will be pleased to hear that it is not half so unlucky a day as Mon day, the day school opens again. A Ger man statistician, feeling that Friday had been a much maligned day, determined to make a scientific investigation of the matter, and found that it is not Friday hut Monday that is the most unfortunate of the week days. According to his investigations 10.74 per cent, of all accidents occur on Mon day, 15.51 per cent, on Tuesday, 16.31 per cent, on Wednesday, 15.47 per cent, on Thursday, 16.38 per cent, on Friday, 16.38 per cent, on Saturday and only 3.69 per cent, on Sunday. So yon see Friday isn't so bad a day after all.— Harper's Young People. Raphael'* Theological Virtue. It is vain to accuse Raphael, as did certain of his contemporaries, of not having sufficient theological virtue, in asmuch as lie painted virgins that were too humanly adorable. Raphael con formed liiH painting to his ideas and his sentiments. He expressed his soul, just us Lippo Lippi, Botticelli, Mantegna, Bellini and Perugino expressed their souls, each one differently, ami in a man ner characteristic of his more or less complex personality; and, as regards each one of them, tile degree of our ad miration and sympathy depends upon tho temperament and culture of our own souls.—Theodore Child in Harper's. A Father's Suggestion. Jack—l hope you'll consent to a mar riage between myself and your daughter Alice. tjuiverfnll—Can't do it, young man— weddings are too confoundedly expen sive. No, sir, 1 refuse my consent, bnt of course—er—if you and Alice should take it into your heads to elope . —Kate Field's Washington. FREE LAND OPEIU HOUSE. B. F. DAVIS. MANAOBII. On.e HSTigrlrt Oasily. SatonlaUaiarfW. (i i A PLAY THAT ADVANCES WITH THE TIMES. THE NEW MUGGS LARDING. Everything New and Improved. New Medleys, New Songs, New Specialties, i If you have to borrow the price of admission go. HEAE tire ET'a.n.i.c-LTS j fll-11-IAII aiAfITITT!. Popular Prices. 35 and 50 Cts. Reserved seats on sale at Christy's store. Removed I A. OSWALD has removed and is now offering GREAT BARGAINS IN Dry Goods, Groceries, Provisions,! Notion#, Rug Carpet, Boot# and Shoe#, Flour and Feed, Wood and Tin and Queenmare, Willowware, Tobacco, Table and Floor Cigar#, Oil Cloth, Etc., Etc. A celebrated brand of XX tlour always in stock. Fresh Roll Butter and Fresh Eggs a Specialty. My motto is small protits and quick sales. 1 always have fresh goods and am turning my stock every month. Therefore every article is guaranteed. AMANDUS OSWALD, Northwest Corner TTvoAlorirl Centre and Front Streets, ■TtvtJlUIiU. The Irony of Greatness. A plain, grave man once grew quite celebrated. Dame Grundy met him with her blandest smile. And Mrs. Shoddy, finding him much feted. Gave him a diuner in her swellest style. Iler dining table was a blaze of glory; Soft light from many colored candles fell On young, the middle aged and hoary— On beauty and on those who "made up" well. Tho flowers were wonderful—l think that maybe Only another world had flowers more fair. Each rose was big enough to brain a baby. And there were several bushels of them there. The serving wus the acme of perfection; Waiters were many, silent, deft and fleet; Their manner seemed a reverent affection. And, oil, what slacks of things there were to cat! And yet the man for all this honor singled Would have exchanged it with the greatest joy For one plain meal of pork and cabbage min gled, Cooked by his mother when he was a boy. Night. Come, though tear dimmed, thy dewy eyes. Lo. day is dead that did thee wrong! Unveil again thy starry skies. Deep drowned in garish light so long; Unveil again each silver star. Nor fold about with clouds thy head. For day indeed, that did but mar Thy nightiugule's sweet notes, is dead. Come; fear not now the flaming sun That all too long bos scorched the sky; Ilis tyrant reign is dead and done; Resume of right thy throne on high. Bind, hind in orange bloom thy brow And crown our blushing love with bliss. Oh, give us thy good leave; till thou Be near we are afraid to kiss. Come swiftly; all to late the lapse Of thine inconstant gliding moon; On earth if aught of evil haps It is not in tho nights of .June. Come softly; hold thy healing hands In deep, deep silence o'er my brow; No balmy breeze from southern lands la softer sandaled. Night, than thou. Remembered. I need not ho missed if another succeed mo To reap d6wn the llelds that in spring 1 have Ho who plowed and who sowed is not missed by tho reaper; He is only remembered by what he has done. Not myself, hut the truth that in life I have spoken: Not myself, but tho seed that HI life I have Shall pass on to ages all about me forgotten, Save the truth I havo spoken, tlie things 1 have done. So let my living be, so bo my dying; So lot my name bo uublazoncd, unknown; C upraised and unmisscd I shull yet be remem bered Yes, but remembered by what I have done. —Horatius Bouar. Enthroned. He sits enthroned who sits supreme Above the passions of his clay, Nor fears remorse nor feels the scourge Of conscience with the ended day. He lias no greed for wealth that's won By bargain in the marts of sin. Nor lust for fame whose ptouns mock Tho hollow heart that wails within. His lips attuned to nature's lyre. He sings as sang the early stars; His clean hands suited to God's plan. His handiwork no blemish mars. He gives to all unsellish due. Nor claims what others may not share. And every cry of woo bespeaks His ready bounty with his prayer. So, doing God's will on the earth. With love inimitably zoned. Though waiting yet his higher birth. He sits enthroned. —Samuel lloyt. A Ileautiful Metaphor. Our lives are albums, written through Witli good or ill, with false or true. 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ToPICS 3 months on trial for N - B.—Previous Nos. of "Tatits" will be promptly forwfarded, postpaid, on receipt of 50 cents each. Castor! a cures Colic, Constipation, Sour Stomarh, Diarrho'a. Eructation, Kills Worma, given sleep, and promotes di gestion. Without injurious medication. " For several years I have recommended your ' Castoria, 1 auil shall always continue to do NO as it lius invariably produced beneficial results." EDWIN F. PARDEE, M. D., "The Winthrop," 125 th Street aud 7th Ave., New York City. GO TO Fisher Eros. Livery Stable FOR FIRST-CLASS TURNOUTS At Short Notice, for Weddings, Parties and Funerals. Front Street, two squares below Frcelund Opera House. GEO. GNESTNUT. The Shoemaker, —at— IFrices. I Twenty years'e\perieneu in leather ought to i In- ii tr i mill n tic t lint he knows whut lie sol Is I anil whatever goods he giuiruiitees etui l>e re- J.,VVi' ! l ,n ? ,in / 1 work uape lialtj. h\er>Hung j n the footwear lino is In Ills stoic. Also novelties of every description. 93 Centre street, Freeland. HUB MIIMI SYSTEM. ._ ■ LEIIIGH VALLEY I Anthracite coal used exclu- I 1 r sivelyjnaurliig cleanliness and ARRANGEMENT OF PASSKNQEH TRAINS. I>KC. 4, 1808. LEAVE FREELAND. b. 10,8.35,11.40, 10.11 A. M., 12.25, 1.50, 2.42, 8.80 | 1 ■ l y "riltim, Jeddo,' I.umber i til'd. Stockton tinii liii/.U'tun ii.lii, U. 411 A. M„ 1... U. :1.5b p. M„ for Mnuch I hunk. All, no.uii, llfthlulicut, l'liiln., Huston anil New \ ork. 8.:i5 -A. M. tor Hcthlehcin, Huston and Phila delphia. L2O, 10.50 A. M 12.10 450 |. M. (via Highland vv-'li ii 1 llav, ''>i Glen Summit, "Kes-llarre, Pittston and L. and H. Junction! SUNDAY TRAINS. 11.40 A. M. and 3.45 1. M. for Drlfton, Jeddo, Lumber \ unl and Ha/.leton. 3.45 P. M. lor Delano, Mahanoy City, Sben uiulouh. New York and Philadelphia. * ARRIVE AT FREELAND. 5.50, 7.09, 7.20. O.IK, 10.50 A. M., 12.10,1.15,2.33, 4.;>0, 7.03 ami K. 37 P. M. from Ila/leton, Stock ton, Lumber Yard, Jeddo and Drit'ton. 7.20,0.15, 10.50 A. M„ 12.10. 2.3:1,4.50, 7.08 P. M. from Delano, Mnlmnoy City and Shenandoah (via New Post on Ihanch). 1.15 ami -.37 P. M. from New York, Eos ton, Philadelphia, llctlOchcm, Allentown and Mauelt' 'hunk. this and 10.50 A. M. from Kaston, Philudel phia. Iletldeheni tmd Mnueh Chunk. O.IK, 10.11 A. M., 2.43, INI P. M trom White Haven, Glen Summit, WUkes-llurre, Pittston and 1.. and 11. Jiuietion (via Highland Brunch). SUNDAY TRAINS. 11.31 A. M. and 3.31 P. M. from ha/.leton. Lumber Yard. Jeddo ami Drlfton. 11.31 A. M. froan Delano, liu/lcton, Philadel phia and l asfoti. 3.31 P. M from Pottsville and Delano. For further information inquire of Ticket Agents. I. A. SWKIGAUD, Gen. Mgr. C. G. HANCOCK, Gen. Puss. Agt. Philadelphia, Pa. A. W. NONNEMACIIER. Wt ti. P. A , South Bethlehem, Pa^
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