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.
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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.
And as the blessed angels turn
The pages of our years
God grant they read t ho good with smiles
And blot the ill with tears.
—Whittler. j
CASTOR IA
for infants and Children.
* 'Caatori a is so woll adapted to children that
I recommend itus superior to any prescription
known to me." 11. A. ARCHER, M. D.,
11l So. Oxford St., Brooklyn, N. Y.
"The use of 'Cofltoria' is so universal and
its merits so well known that it seems a work
of supererogation to endorse it. Few arothe
intelligent families who do uot keep Castoriu
within easy reach."
CARLOS MARTY?*, D.D.,
New York City.
Late Pastor Bloomingdalo Reformed Church.
TOE CENTAUR COMPANY, 77 MURRAY STREET, NEW YORE.
YOU WILL FIND US W THE TOP
In the Clothing Link.
"With more fresh styles, low priced attractions and ser
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Our enormous stock of seasonable styles is open and now
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been offered in Freeland. A thoroughly first-class
stock, combining quality and elegance with prices strictly
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MEN'S, BOYS' AND CHILDREN'S CLOTHING,
HATS, CAPS AND FURNISHING GOODS.
The newest ideas, the best goods made, the greatest
variety and the fairest figures. Everybody is delighted
with our display of goods and you will be. Special bar
gains in overcoats. Remember, we stand at the top in
style, quality and variety.
JOHN SMITH, BiRJ<BECK FREELAND.
H. M. BRISLiN,
UNDERTAKER
HORSEMEN
ALL KNOW THAT
Wise's Harness Store
Is still here and doing busi
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of good goods and low prices.
" I wish I had one."
HORSE: HOiOS.
Blankets, Buffalo Robes, Har
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thing needed by
Horsemen.
Good workmanship and low
prices is my motto.
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J.<Wo, a id No. 35 Centre St.
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Castor! a cures Colic, Constipation,
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Kills Worma, given sleep, and promotes di
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" For several years I have recommended
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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
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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.
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South Bethlehem, Pa^