Farewell. Of all the words of grief and woe where mis ery doth dwell The saddest Intonation lies within that one— farewell. It serves to sever souls for aye, for who is there oan tell If hearts will ever meet again when onoe they say farewell? It carries not A tone unkind; no wrath does it compel; 'Tis breathed from out the bosom's depth, that deep, that long farewell. The aching heart is rent in twain and lies a shattered shell; Then, with a longing, anguished cry, it says its last farewell. —Sir Walter Scott. AN INDENTURE. Tom Barrett and I had been chums almost as long as we had been cousins, which I must confess was nearly twenty four years. Tom was six months younger than I, and I ruled him with a rod of iron. But one day—the day when I became twenty-four years old—the worm turned. He told me that he loved me. "Of course," I remarked coolly. "I'm your relation, I guess. got to." And then he burst out with a lot of stuff about his not loving me as a rela tion, but as a wife. "Tom Burrett," I said sternly, "do you think I would ever marry a man six months yonnger than myself? I have brought ycu up, and you know it. If I ever many anybody it will be a mature, ready marie man, who will guide and control and make me respect him! Don't you ever say another word to me about this as long as you live." * And I went up stairs and cried because my old Tom was gone. One of my birthday presents had been a check for twenty-five dollars with which "to take a little trip," my blessed old uncle said, and I decided just to run down to Ann Arbor on that excuse and stay as long as I wanted to with my old friend, Orpha Reynolds. I might join some classes or do some reading and be contented there for a long time—until Tom had forgotten. And with a tele gram to Orpha the next afternoon I was off. Orpha was delighted to see me. "I am so glad you came just now," 6ho said as we sat together in the half dark after supper. "I shall need you to help me manage Ed." "Ed who?" I inquired with some sur prise, wondering if Orpha had been adopting ail infant. My friend seemed a trifle embarrassed. "Why, E 1 Rice," she answered slowly. "I guess I haven't told you about him, have I?" No, I guessed she had not. "He is a young boy in the la w depart ment," she went on with a conscious air, "who rooms next door. His eyes have given out temporarily, so that Dr. Car row has forbidden all college work, and I have just been trying to amuse him and keep him out of mischief." All this was certainly very nice and philanthropic and quite like Orpha, but what on earth was she blushing al>out? I waited for her next words, She spoke very fast and would not look at me. "1 wish you would take him off my hands for awhile—you won't have much else to do. I hate to be yrith him much my* elf, he ha 3 been acting so for a week j or two. I'm afraid he is beginning to think he cares for me—especially, you know. Ho doesn't of course—such a kid!" with scornful emphasis and an al t< gether unprecedented lapse into slang. "How old?'* I inquired concisely, with mental visions of a big headed, owl eyed infant prodigy bearing i law folio under each arm. "Oh, twenty-two, or maybe twenty three," she returned nonchalantly. "But that for a man is mere infancy. Now a woman" But this valuable philosophical disqui sition was abruptly cut short. A sub dued stamping and shaking was heard outside—it had been snowing all day— and we set listening until some one banged the p.treet door behind him and started up stairs three steps at a time, whistling under his breath. "That's y Ed," said Orpha and rose to light the lamp, but she had only just scratched the match when there was a fdiut knock. The sitting room door was < slowly pushed open, and a clear, boyish voice exclaimed: "Just lighting up? You're late, aren't you?" "Yes," said Orpha, turning up the wick. "Just wait till wo have some light on the subject and I'll introduce you to au old friend of mine who came this afternoon from Grand Rapids. Miss Barrett, Mr. Rice," she concluded. Ho bowed stiffly and murmured the conventional happiness; then, with a sudden, frank impulse, walked over and shook hands heartily, showing as he smiled two unmistakable dimples in a sensitive, extremely attractive face. Ho had been there an hour, though it did not seem half that, when Orpha sent him home. She had to bdhn out a French grammar lesson-for an eight and a quarter the next morning, so I went to bed and left her swearing at Dupy in a pious sort of away. Really I iM not mean to relieve Orpha of her young mission, but how could 1 help it. Under Orpha's orders he cheer fully pointed out to me the professional residences, the frathouses and all the other inevitables; conducted me over the museum, the library, the art gallery and the laboratories; dragged me around the boulevard to Cascade and School girls' glen, to Lovers' retreat, and final ly even to the sable fortune teller's on the Observatory road. In return I im parted to him all my little botanical lore and allowed him to join my daily constitutionals, so that every clay, wet or dry—generally wet. in Ann Arbor, you know —we sallied forth together in scorch of " ecimens" and exercise. 1 got acquainted with Ed very fast these days, and as I came to know him better I grew infinitely disgusted and enraged with Orpha for failing so en tirely to appreciate him, but I dared not say a word for fear of ruining w hat lit tle chance Ld might still have with her. Be fore a month had passed Ann Ar bor had laid li*r npell upon me. I deter mined to ?tay out the year anyhow, do ing full college work, and it might be that I would even complete a regular course. So at the beginning of the sec ond semester I entered as a "special." Ed was now allowed, conditionally, to attend lectures, and so on both sides our time for walking and scientific investi gation was much curtailed. We still found time, however, for a short daily tramp, and as spring came on for fre quent longer excursions. The beauty of May days was wholly irresistible, so that even our sober minded and church go ing Orpha was induced to spend one per fect Sunday morning with us in a quiet wood strewn thick with spring beauties and adder tongue. She confessed after ward that at first she thought it was wicked, but when we got there she knew it wasn't. Well, with botanizing and tennis and examinations the last days of this blessed year slipped past. The Saturday before commencement Ed and I went up the river for orchids. We found only a few yellow ones, but could not feel much disappointed. The sky and the river would have made up for a much greater loss. We drifted back almost in silence, listening to the soft plash of the water against the boat, the dreary whispering of the trees on the bank and at intervals the faroff cry of a hawk. Presently Ed interrupted it all. "I want to give you something be fore you go," he announced suddenly. "May I?" "Why, yes, if it isn't too valuable," I answered priggishly in a desperate at tempt to be proper. "I assure you it is absolutely worth less unless you care for it," and he dex terously tossed a long, folded paper into my lap. Another of the legal jokes he was always laboriously perpetrating! Yes—a deed this time, carefully filled out, except a short blank space near the top: This indenture, mado this JJClli day of June, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and eighty-one, between Edward Mills Rice, party of the first part, and ,of the second part, witnesseth that the said party of the first part, for and in consider ation of love and affection to him in hand paid by the said party of the second part, the re ceipt whereof Is hereby confessed and ac knowledged, does by these presents graut, bar gain, sell, remise, release, alien and confirm unto the said party of the second part and to her heirs and assigns forever all that certain piece or parcel of humanity situate and being at present in the city of Ann Arbor, county of Washtenaw and state of Michigan, and de scribed i follows, to wit: An ordinary enough piece of goods, reasonably well educated and moderately well fixed; twenty-three years old and quite alono in the world, with no eyes to speak f, and at least two years of grinding yet ahead, together with all and singular, the hereditaments and appurtenances belonging or iu anywise appertaining, to have and to hold the said I read no further. "Ed, why don't you give this to Or pha?" "Orpha!" he echoed. "She wouldn't have it; von know she wouldn't. And besides'' added the audacious youth, "sli6 aas i t jtaid mo the 'consideration' moi timed therein." " Veil, goodness knows 1 didn't sup pose I had, either, Ed. But—whatshall I do with this?" "You might just write your name in the space I left for it," lie suggested. I didn't quite dare to. I leaned my chin upon my hand, looked into tiie water and thought. But Ed's face floated persistently between me and all prudential considerations. "He is a year younger than you. What about the mature 'ready made man' whom you as sured Tom you should marry? What will Tom say? And how supremely ri diculous and inconsistent! Refuse Torn because he wasn't old enough and marry a man six months younger than ho and twice as boyish looking! But, if I choose to lie inconsistent, whose business is it anyhow." I would not reason. 1 would not "consider." I shot a swift smile np into Ed's anxious face and then with my fountain pen traced in round deliberate characters across the space he had left— Kate Marion Barrett. 1 have the old deed yet. Since our marriage it has lain in state, the sole oc cupant of a convenient pigeonhole in my writing desk. Here I often run across it and smile as I wonder whether in dear old Ann Arbor, fragrant with the memory of countless student romances, the momentous question was ever he fore or since asked and answered in such unpoetic fashion. But Ed and 1 don't care. We have had our poetry since.— Kitty Carew in Detroit News. SpidtTH* Webs for Telescopes. The astronomers of the naval observa tory have looked all over the world for spiders' webs, bncli gossamer filaments spun by industrious arachnids are util ized in telescopes for cross lines extended at right angles with each other across the field of view, so as to divide the lat ter into mathematical spaces. Threads of cobweb are employed for the purpose because they are wonderfully strong for their exceeding finenen, and also for the reason that they are not affected by moisture or temperature, neither ex panding nor contracting under any con ditions. Specimens were obtained from China because it was imagined that the large j spiders of that country would perhaps i produce a particularly excellent quality ' of web. However, it was found that the I best web is spun by spiders of the United j States, such as are plentiful in the neigh- | borhood of Washington. Accordingly expeditions are made early in June each year to get from the fences and barns hereabouts the cocoons of the big "tur tle back" spiders. Each cocoons is com posed of a single silken filament wound round and round, though there are apt to be some breaks in it where Mistress Spider left off work for a time. Attempts have been made to use the cocoons of spiders like those of silk worms, and exquisite fabrics have been manufactured from them. Unfortu nately it was found impossible to make tiie industry a commercial success, ow ing to the combative inclination of these creatures. When kept together they will always gobble each other up in a short time, the final result being a sin gle very large and fat spider and one t cocoon.—Washington Cor. Boston Tran- j script. VANQUISHED. He Had Been Flung at a Widow, and It Was Ton Much. There was a queer, little old man at the Central market the other morning who took a huckster into his confidence after a bit and said: "I'm a-thinkin of gittin married agin. Seems to bo lots o' wimen in Detroit and I didn't know but what you might rec ommend me to someone." "Purty old. ain't you?" queried the huckster. "Oh, no. I hain't but four days over seventy-two and that's only middle aged. Why, fellers eighty years old are step ping off every day!" "Want a gal or widow?" "A widder. No gals fer me. Gals ain't settled in their minds, you know. Just kinder fling mo at some widder about forty years old." "Property?" "Might have a little, but her lovo nnd society is the main object. Want some one to kinder pat l.ie on the back when I feel lonesome, you see." The huckster gave him the address of a widow on Champiain street who used to have a stall on the market, and asked him to como back and report how he was received. "You bet I will!" chuckled the old man. "Mebbe I'll have you go with me to pick out the engagement ring—eh? I'll be back in an hour." He was back in twenty minutes. He was carrying collar and necktie in one hand, and holding his buttonless vest to gether with the other. "Hi! How did you come out?" called the huckster as he got sight of him. "Sir, are you talking to me?" demand ed the old man, with great dignity. "Of course I am! Was it a go?" "Sir. I never saw you before in my life, and you keep your distance or I'll have you run in!" hotly exclaimed the old man as 10 walked on and revealed the fact that his coat was split up the back and one boot heel was missing. "How about the ring?" shouted the huckster. But the other never turned. Ho had been flung at a widow, and he was going straight home to repair damages and think over it.—Detroit Free Press. None Could ISlame. A pitiable figure was the man distin guished by bushy whiskers who seized the shovel with manifest repugnance. It was apparent that he experienced a great revulsion of feeling when lie fell to digging a sewer. It was honest hut hard toil, and there was every indication that he did not like it. "Fate" He was addressing a laborer with mud on his overalls. "is against me." Tho laborer stared and said nothing. "Yes' The party with bushy whiskers mopped his perspiring brow. "this is more than I can stand. When my wife left me I felt brave to contend against adversity" Tho shovel dropped from his nerveless grasp. "and strong to go forth into the world to earn a living for myself and children. But tho touch of selfish hu manity has disheartened me. Who" He turned an appealing glance upon the laborer with clay on his overalls. "can blame me if I get a divorce and marry again?" Well nigh blinded with tears, he bitter ly contemplated tho blisters which had risen on his hand.—Detroit Tribune. Not Hardly. "So," exclaimed the father to the young man who had run off with his daughter nnd married her and was re turning to patch up a peace, "so you and that girl eloped together, did you?" "Well, yes," responded tho young fel low in a businesslike tone; "you didn't think we had eloped apart, did you?"— Detroit Free Press. "Oh, John, I've saved SBOO out of what you gave me last year! Aren't you glad?" said an up town housowife. "Yes, very glad. I can cut your al lowance down SBOO next year," replied tho unappreciative husband.—Philadel phia Record. A Saddenlug Thing. "Why does Steppson look so down , hearted?" "He has just been reading a hlitlio and joyous Christinas carol in a magazine." j —Chicago News-Record. Nothing Lea Than Death. Dashaway—Staffer must bo dead. Cleverton—Why? Dashaway—l invited him to dine with me at 7. and it's five minutes past.—Life. So Kind of Ifer. An old clo' man was called by a woman up to the top room of a tene ment. After he had climbed the stairs and was puffing away she turned to a whim pering infant and said: "Now, if you don't keep quiet the ragman will take you. I haven't any thing to sell today. I merely wanted to frighten the child."—Chips. A Christmas Killing;. A young married man living on a fashionable street who wanted to make himself of some use in domestic affairs bought a live turkey for the family Christmas dinner and undertook to chop off its head. As the weather was cold, instead of killing the turkey outof doors ho took it into the kitchen and with block and hatchet heroically decapitated it. The whole household had been sum moned to witness his skill as an execu tioner. No sooner was its head off than the decapitateil turkey gave chase to members of the family. Out of the kitchen into the dining room, and up on the table, and into the sitting room, and into the parlor, and ! onto the furniture and against the cur tains, and out into the hall, where, in an ; exhausting effort to climb the front stairs.it yielded to the inevitable, turned over on its hack, gave a few last protest ing kicks, and died. But there wasn't a drop of blood left in that bird's body. It had bled copiously, and had literally painted the lower part of the house and a good portion of the furniture and the carpets and the curtains and the wall paper a genuine turkey red. That young married man has a long life before him and a lovable wife to share it with him, but she has now this terror hanging over him: "John," she said, "if ever you again do such a thing as to cut off the head of a live turkey in the house I'll—l'll look for a more sensible man when 1 marry again."—Saratoga Cor. New York Sun. A Fine Collet-I ion of I'utterflies. The California Academy of Sciences contains one of the finest collections of butterflies and moths in the world—cer tainly the finest 011 the Pacific coast. This collection was made by Dr. H. 11. Behr, who began the work in 1844 and who has been steadily adding to it ever since. Quite recently I)r. Behr presented to the academy, which means the people of California, the accumulated riches re sulting from bis labors of nearly half a century. Previous to 1844, Dr. Bebr made an other collection which he presented to the Duke of Saxony-An halt. It is now in the museum at Kothen, Saxony. The oldest butterfly in Dr. Bohr's later col lection was caught in Batavia in 1844. Since this date tlie enthusiastic scientist has pursued his researches in Europe, the East Indian archipelago, Manila, the Sunda islands, the Capo of Good Hope, the Isthmus of Panama, Brazil. Mexico, Australia and the United States. By exchanging with other collectors he has obtained specimens from all parts of the known world. Some of the finest , and rarest are from the Amoor river, j The collection includes nearly 20,000 specimens, of which about 0.000 are still unclassified. The number of determined species is 4.901. Of these 1,200 are Cali fornian.—San Francisco Chronicle. A New I'otttofllre Experiment, Let no man Bay that St. Martin's le Grand has not taken enterprise to its bosom. That much criticised depart ment has just begun to experiment with a sort of automatic postofflce, and the front of the Royal exchange has been se lected as a likely place for it. It is a further extension of the great principle of tlio penny in the slot. You drop in your penny, and in return you get an en velope and a correspondence card. At the Bame time a bell is automatically rung in tlio nearest postoffice. You write your urgent message on the card, put it into the envelope with the fee, at the rate of threepence a mile, and drop the communication into the letter box. A messenger arrives in a few min utes and takes the letter to its destina tion by omnibus, railway or cab. This is a capital idea, likely to bo especially useful in so busy a locality as the Royal exchange. But if it succeeds there, it ought to he, and no doubt will be, ex tended to other places in London.—St. James Gazette. The World's Fair in England. A foretaste of the Chicago exhibition was given this week by Mr. Dredge, at > the Society of Arts, when thisgentleman gave a lecture, to the accompaniment of the magic lantern,on the exhibition asit is and will be. So many romancing tales of tlio greatness of the show have been exported from America that a feeling of doubt as to where fact left off and fancy began has been in many minds. Mr. Dredge's lecture and Mr. Dredge's magic lantern slides, however, put it beyond a doubt t' it the show will he almost as big as it is painted. The buildings them selves appear to be even more substan tial than all accounts have made tlioin, and there is 110 doubt that the exhibi tion will really be "the greatest show on earth."—London Court Journal. Sunday Opening ~f the I ttlr. "How do you stand on the question of opening the World's ftiir on Sunday?" said Representative Butler, of lowa, to Representative Crain, of Texas, on the floor of the house yesterday. "I am in favor of it, so as to allow the worxingmen an opportunity to seo the exposition." was Mr. Crain's reply. "Well," said Mr. Butler, "X have been making a canvass of the house 011 the subject and you are the 275 th man I have asked. So far the voto stands!) mnjority for Sunday opening."—Wash ington Post. Maine's Winter Song ltlrdH. Now that the mud digger has left Back , cove tlio gulls are left in peace, and they have great times there at low tide feed ing off the flats. There were thirty or I more crows assisting the gulls yesterday, and all together made the air full of sweet music.—Eastern Argus. A Londi in paper says that a worship er of. the lato poet laureate, who lives in the Isle of Wight, is planning to have a Tennyson garden next summer into j which sliall he garnered every tree or j shrub mentioned in the poet's writings. The barbers of Trenton, Mo., attempt ed to charge Republicans twenty-five cents for a shave on account of the long faces they wore for several days after the election.—Exchange. FEMININE FANCIES. Mrs. Hicks-Lord never had her photo graph taken. The only picture of her is a life size oil painting, which hangs in her drawing room. ' Mrs. Whitelaw Iteid will soon he the pos sessor of one of the largest diamonds in the world. It is now being cut for her by a famous Dutch lapidary, i Mine. Ye, wife of the Corean minister at : Washington, undertook to learn French for conversational purposes, but has given ! it up, being unable to pronounce the nasal , bounds. Miss Gertrude Vanderbilt is a very regu lar attendant at St. Bartholomew's church. Her costumes are so simple they might al most be called plain. She will come out in a year or two. One of the few women able to speak the Irish language is ninety-year-old Kathleen Huppnutn, of Philadelphia. She holds as one of her dearest possessions a letter writ ten by Robert Emmet. When Mr. C. P. Huntington's adopted daughter, Clara, became the wife of Prince Hatzfeldt, drawn up wtth the settlement were the monetary arrangements to be made in case of divorce. Miss Celeste StaulTer, to whom Samuel J. Tilden was once engaged, and to whom he left $-!(io,ooo, is a resident of Chicago. She is still beautiful and is reported to have refused many offers. Mrs. Lavina Fillmore, of Clarence, N. Y., a cousin of Millard Fillmore, recently cele brated her 10fth birthday. She has never , seen the telegraph or telephone in opera tion and never been on a railrotul train or expressed any desire to bo. At Mrs. Lucien B. Chase's reception in New York recently Mrs. Frank Leslie was decidedly the most beautiful and charming lady in the room. Her fine carriage, her unconscious rhythmic movements, innate brilliancy, which shone through her fine eyes, and expressive countenance fascinat ed everybody. Lady Charlotte Schriber, who has just been presented with the freedom of one of London's honorary guilds, is said to he the only woman, with the exception of the Baroness Burdett-Coutts, upon whom has been conferred the distinction of being a "free woman" of a city company and of the city of London. BEHIND THE FOOTLIGHTS. Joe Jefferson has extended his season for another dozen weeks. Annie Pixley holds a reception for the audience after the matinees. Ellen Terry made her debut as Puck in "A Midsummer Night's Dream." Nordica will sing at Baireuth next sum mor, the first American accorded that priv ilege. The oldest living American actresses are Clara Fisher Maeder, born 1811, and Mrs. John Drew, who is seven years younger. Mary Magdalen Tobiu, of "The Isle of Champagne," recently married Harry P. Fletcher, a New York reporter. In Shakespeare's day there was no scen ery used on the stage. The only decorations were tapestries and curtains. Iti those days the actors and actresses had to do more than merely repeat their lines. They had to supply t he scenic effect—what little there was—as well as the action of the perform ance. Christine Nilsson attended a recent en tertainment in Paris, and Lucy Hooper writes that she "was lovely to behold in a toilet of dark grounded brocade figured ' with small colored flowers and made with a deep pointed cape in antique point luce meeting the very full sleeves in brocade. Her bonnet was in point luce and gold pas sementerie." M. Marius, who played with Mrs. Ber nard-Beere in this country, had a theatrical engagement in London when the Franco- Prussian war broke out. He at once threw it up in order to fight for his country and was in Paris during the siege. He later helped to put down the commune in Mar seilles and served in Algeria unci •Corsica, where he got his discharge and returned to England. Ho was once *'e husband of Florence St. John. Removed I A. 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