ELENORA DUSE. Madonna, of the deepest source of tears. The charm is thine; e'en in thy mirth doth" dwell Some inspiration from that somber well, Where only in reflection joy appears, iliine eyes are like two lustrous midnight spheres. And in them all the storms of passion swell, I ntil, obedient to some sudden spell, Love's star gleams softly and all heaven clears. Actress, enchantress or whate'er thou art, By what strange power dost thou upon the st ago The one soul seem where real emotions rage, And we but mimes who coldly play a part? Only by thee such miracles are done. Rare Dusc, thou whose heart and art are one. —Henry Tyrrell in New York Sun. N THE ART STUDENT. I've had some interesting experiences, I can tell you. It's not a had life, on the whole, hut at first it used to he very an noying in some ways. To hegin with, they planted me down in such a draft and in the worst light possible, so that I could not seo anything, nor could any one see me, and then they would not give me a new pedestal—they tried to palm off on me one that belonged to a discarded Nereid, which made me look top heavy, as it was much too small. However, one day a waiter, who was rushing past with a soup tureen (it was when I stood close to the door of the re freshment room in the gallery, you know), tumbled up against me and smashed a great piece of the pedestal. Y Afterward, when every one had gone and the place was quiet, I just leaned over to 0110 side a bit and slid down. Hurt my self? Oh, dear, no! I chipped my lyre rather. There was a fuss next morning when the curator came round. That waiter got into 110 end of a row and had to pay for my new pedestal and lyre. It was a pity I couldn't explain, but he was a poor fool, and I wasn't sorry to see him sacked for his disrespectful clumsiness. There was a little student who came to draw here, a little bit of a thing, with a sallow face and a slight limp. She was always shabby. Her gloves (one button black kid) were very much cracked. She wore a battered black straw hat which hud outlived the picturesque stage, with a wreath of limp, streaky roses round the crown, even in midwinter. Her dress, such as it was, was gray linsey, and her poor little square toed boots 4 were patched and repatched. The only points about her were her clean collar and her big, hungry eyes. She worked for the gallery, and I heard her say she gives lessons. I know the pay is very small, because she doesn't have half enough to cat, and she certainly cannot afford to ride or drive, because 011 rainy days her feet are so muddy. She has very little talent. It is only by dint of sheer obstinacy she manages to draw de cently. Some time ago a young man came here pretty frequently for several months. He's # a fine, handsome fellow, very like that sturdy Discobulus you see straight in front of you. By Jupiter! that boy can draw! I could tell he had it in him the first time I saw him handle a crayon. The little lame student was passing him one day, looking more tired than ever, and she tripped over the edge of a bar * rier that had been put to screen off tho Laocoon family, who were undergoing repairs, when down went everything with a clatter, including the poor little soul herself. The other student, whom I will call "Tho Boy" for distinction, was up in a moment, had put her on her feet again, and picked up all the dis persed articles with a reassuring "All right!" before you could ejaculate "Mur cury." She pulled herself together enough .to whisper "Thank you." and limped away. Next day she came early and worked assiduously. The Boy was there too. Ho did not notie her, he was so busy. Pres ently he felt a timid pull at his sleeve aud looked up. "Hullo," he said, with that sunny smile of his; "I beg your pardon, can I do anything for you?" "W-would you 1-1-let me look at your drawing?" she faltered. "Certainly, but there is nothing to see." 4 Well, they chatted a bit after that and compared notes till tho ice was fairly broken, so the time flew and the little gray student found she had forgotten all about that tiresome foot of tho Hermes which wouldn't come right. After that day they conversed pretty freely. Mean while I noticed a great change in her— though she still looked pinched and tired her eyes began to have a new light in them, the white collar was discarded for a black lace ruffle, the poor tired roses disappeared too, and in their place I no ticed a large black feather, which, it is true, soon lost its curl and had certainly seen better days, but still she thought it looked smart, and that cheered her, poor little soul. The gloves, too, were new, or else she had managed to ink over the purple cracks. Some days she was there alone, and then she would look wistfully from timo to time toward the door. Once, when a step came swinging down the corridor, she gave a little start, but it was only an a tcndanf, who was u. conceited ass with h. to do, and he came in and bul i • . r and made himself perfectly odi >P iw < I have set my dog at him, •<. iv form., tely the Boy turned up at I 1 right moment and sent the wretch flying. I couldn't resist whispering to my Venus what a smart fellow ho was, d she ntv led approvingly. <n i. -t wo got tired of work tho and talk to her by the Sometimes it was art, • i s poetry or scraps of and often odds and ends . over which hist ho got mixed at times, till one day j 111 h lits that Venus thought , v.'oulv i hear and snubbed mo fenr f. A <: ' on for a couple of months or i the Boy left off drawing 'o gray figure plodded in . but I could see her bite . .el: the tears of disap lo iging for human inter patby. At last one day .he pencil and sprang up, I fro and up and down; ta ./ hden movement flung her rms around the feet of my beloved Venus unci wailed, "Oh, dear, land God, make me good, and make mo patient, and clever, ■ and wise—clever and wise." She lay there quite still, with her head on the marble, and I saw a tear fall from the eyes of the lovely goddess and glisten in the girl s dull hair like a moonstone. The little gray student lifted up her head pitifully and looked up into the sweet, grave, hut (alas! for her) sightless eyes. "I am not beautiful like you," she inoaned pathetically, "but I will be pa tient and good." One morning I heard a soft laugh be hind me, and then the Boy's woice. He passed me witli a tall, fair girl. They passed in front of a bust of Socrates. "So you don't think much of him?" she said reproachfully. "No. Why should I?" said the Boy. "But he is a philosopher and a great j man," she urged. ! The Boy looked straight into her eyes. | "But he didn't know you, sweetheart," | he said, putting a strong arm round her. "Don't you know by this time that for me all art, all knowledge, all philosophy is bound up in a single word—you—who are love and philosophy and all art and beauty incarnate?" There was a tremulous silence for a few minutes. Only Venus and I heard the deep, quick breaths coming from the hud dled little figure concealed behind a pil lar. Tho Boy and the fair girl passed out, she leaning on his arm and looking half roguishly, half tenderly up to him. It was then that I looked around for tho little gray student. She seemed stunned. After a minute she pushed back her easel, rose to her feet and came forward, groping with her hands in a blind, bewildered fashion, then fell prone at the foot of tho Venus. And the sun shine flickered lovingly down 011 the shabby, gray linsy and the rich mosaics on the floor. Some one came in a few hours later and carried her away gently. She has never returned. No, I don't blame the boy. It wasn't anybody's fanlt in particular. He was kind to her because he couldn't help it; ho was as sympathetic as the tenderest woman, and much too good and simple souled to play with her feelings. It was just one of those cases where "nobody know." Going? That's a pity; you'ro such a good listener. Come again another day, and I'll tell you some more.—New York Recorder. "High" Game. Dr. Wynter Blytli. the medical officer of health for Marylebone, is the sworn enemy of high game, on the perfectly consistent ground that no valid distinc tion can be drawn between decomposi tion in tho rabbit and the same process in the hare. If one be injurious, he ob served, so must be the other, and though he does not venture to suggest the prose cution of venders of game under the san itary laws, ho does not hesitate to de scribe this culinary eccentricity as a "filthy and disgusting habit." His argu ments, however, are double edged. Ad mitting that decomposing rnbbit is fully as injurious as highly flavored pheasant, we are at liberty to argue that, as the consumption of high game is seldom fol lowed by toxic symptoms, the prohibi- I tion in respoct of decomposing meat gen erally is unnecessary. Common experience seems to show that tho products of ordinary deconqK)- sition, at auy rate in its earlier stage, are destroyed or rendered inert by cook ing; otherwise tho mortality among tho disciples of Lucullusin tho upper classes would bo phenomenal. The danger lies presumably in tho fact that decompos ing animal tissues afford a suitable me dium for the autocultivation of bac teria other than those of decomposition, the toxic products whereof may resist tho influence of a high temperature. We aro loath to believe ill of a practice which, if aesthetically objectionable, is hallowed by centuries of apparent im punity.—London Medical Press. A Woman's Wit. The other day, says a correspondent from Alsace, while I was on my way from M. to Z., I found myself in com pany with four gentlemen, each of whom was smoking, Tho train stopped at an intermediate station, and a lady was on tho point of entering it. Being nearest the carriago door, and observing that she carried a basket, I hastened to help her ill with it. "Take care," said tho lady, "I have six pounds of dynamite in that basket, which I am taking to my hus band in a stono quarry." The train then spoil on. Quick as lightning tho gentle men exchanged glances and threw their cigars out of tho window. All looked horror stricken as they glanced first at the frau and then at the basket. My thoughts conjured up visions of the destruction of the Cafe Very in Par is. My ruminations were suddenly dis turbed ly a shout of "Station O!" yelled out by a porter. The frau rose slowly from her seat and stepped out upon the platform. A sigh of relief came from us all. "Thank heaven!" said one. I trem bled as I handed out the basket, with its dangerous contents. '.'Thanks!" said the woman. "Thanks! You need not look so scared. There are only some dainty morsels of food inside for my husband, but your smoke was so vile." On the Track of the Microbe. Science is pressing relentlessly on the heels of the microbe. The latest method of coping with this minute but potent source of disease is to literally cast it out of the abiding place in which it has in- Stalled itself. Mioro-organisms contain substances for the most jmrt heavier than water, and this fact has led to the introduction of a method of separating them from water, milk and other liquids by centrifugal force. A speed of about 4,000 revolutions a minute serves to clear a large number of microbes from the liquid and render it limpid.—Exdpnge. Ilurd on Johnny. Mamma—No, Johnny; one piece of pie is quite enough for you. Johnny—lt's funny. You say you are anxious that I should learn to cat prop erly, and yet you won't give me a chance | to practice.—Texas Sittings. THREE COTTAGES THREE FAMILIES ;nd ONE TENNIS COURT -IN COMMON.— That is the nuiterial out of which the popular author JL OONAN oTiul constructs a delightful story of English suburban • life, replete with strong human interest, that we have se '•tired. BEYOND the CITY - will be issued in serial form and will be found IN THE TRIBUNE ONLY. THE FIRST INSTALLMENT will appear Thursday, May 18. See that the paper conies to you regularly. An annual subscrip tion would insure that. An Inaugural Ode. He-went to the Capital City, In the midst of the bustle and din. To see how a great and grand federal state Doth usher a new ruler in. And ho gazed on the bneks of the people. And he heard the loud trumpet's blare. And hhs feet marked lime to the merry chime Of the good old church bells there. ' And ho paid $lO a minute For the fun of a knocking about, For the fun of a mauling and hauling. For the fun of a deafening shout. But ho saw not the man elected, He heard not the great man's speech. Ho saw no parade, though for scats he had paid. For the crowd kept them out of his reach. And when he returned to his homestead Ills clothing was tattered and torn, And dowjp in Ids ROUI was a surplus of dole Mixed m with a leaven of scorn. And ho said with a sigh that was tearful. And a face that was dreadful to see, Despite the hard scuts and the acrobat's feats. Despite tlio bad jokes and the commonplace folks, Despito the mock freak and tlio lemonade weak, The circus of old suits me!" Harper's Bazar. One of Africa's I.atest Marvels. Only fivo years ago a magnificent har bor was discovered nt the month of the Pungwel river, about 115 miles below the Zambesi delta. It is about two miles wide and six miles long and on its north ern shore has arisen the town of Beira, where 500 Europeans, half of them Brit ish, aro now living. Beira is one of Af rica's latest marvels. Probably no white man six years ago had ever seen the bar ren promontory of sand it occupies. On Nov. 28, 1892, a locomotive that had been put togothcr in Beira puffed through one of the streets and a little way out of the town, for Beira is to be the port of Ma slionaland, the region of mountain and plateau, where British enterprise is open ing new goldfields. A month ago 85 miles of - the railroad had been completed. The route for near ly half the way to Massikesse lies along the Busi river. Its total length is less than 200 miles, its longest bridge has a span of about 800 feet, and the cost of the road is estimated at about $5,000,000. The Mozambique company, a Portuguese cor poration, is carrying out the work, but by arrangement the British South Africa company is to have certain privileges in the management of the road and wi'.l build an extension from the Portuguese frontier at Massikesso to Fort Salisbury, the seat of government in Maslionaland. —Engineering Magazine. The Pipe Craze In the Kast. Upper Broadway and Fifth avenuo in New York swarm with men whose at tire indicates that they are in Ollie Teale's "4,000." These perambulating fashion plates bite the amber tip of a truly English short briarwood pipe with a tenacity worthy of the prince himself? It's English to smoke a pipe in public places and also on the street, and that settles it. But it is in New Ilavcn and Cambridge that the fever has broken out like smallpox pustules. Thin, concave chested student chappies struggle along Church and Stuto streets, or hold up tho front walls of Treager's or Huebleins', every blessed one of 'em nursing a pipe, the shorter and stumpier tho moro the chappie thinks he's in it. It's really comical to observe the deah boys in couples, trios and squads, pipe in mouth, trousers rolled up, with the most killing Piccadilly swagger, march along i like children from a nursery school. Tho j pipes bite their tongues, give them broil- ! chitis, disgust everybody else, but they ; are in tho swim, and that's enough for | chappie, deah boy.—Cor. Washington Star. An Intcrur.tiiig Um> of Photography. A French photographer lately invented ! a process by which a bit of ordinary pa per—the leaf of a book, for example—can | bo made sensitive to tho light without affecting the rest of the page. Acting on this hint, tho French war minister has begun to take tho portraits of conscripts and recruits on tho paper which gives their height, complexion, age, etc., and the cheapness and swiftness of the oper ation, which is already in uso in tho French army, is something remarkable. It costs only a cent to get two copies of a portrait of Jacques Bonhomme—one for hi 3 i:idi. 'dual register and the other for his muster roll—and so rapid is tho process that in a few hours a whole reg iment can be so photographed. Tho sol diers file along one by one, and each sits for thro- > seconds in the photographic chair, and the thing is done.— Boston Advertiser. I THE STAGE AS A PROFESSION. Mr*. Kcmliil Talks About AdvantagCH and Some of its Disadvantages. Wli 11 recently some one questioned Mrs. Kendal what she thought of Hie stage as a career for women, she said: "This is of all questions the most dif ficult to answer and especially difficult to an actress who is supposed by the public to have been exceptionally suo ; cessful. I love my work with all my \ heart, and it would seem ungracious in I me to speak disparagingly of the plank ; which has buoyed me up. Still there is j not an actor or actress in the world who will not bear me out when I say that only members 0 f the profession can form any estimate of the difficulties, tangible and intangible, which surround those who wish to make their career 011 tile stage. To some peoplo the dramatic faculty is natural, and do what they will they cannot keep it down. Still take an ordinary young woman who lias her liv ing to earn and compare what her life will bo if she takes to tuition as an alter native to the boards. "A good governess is treated as an equal, for surely 110 woman would put her children with a governess sho could not respect and trust. If she is ill, sho is taken care of, and if need be may take a holiday. Contrast her lot with that of an unknown actress, who is constantly thrown out of employment for months at a time and must appear at the theater nt the appointed time 110 matter how ill sho is. Of course tlur temporary salary is higher, and the little gowns she wears as sonbrettes are furnished by the man agement. But if the girl falls ill sho often loses her place altogether, or her understudy, if of a smarter appearance, may Rupplant her in favor. "Then in England there is little oppor tunity for training, for there is no con servatoire for study. The would bo ac tress has 110 alternative but to get into as good a theater as sho can and bo con tent if she can get nothing better to do than just to walk 011 and oil' as super. If I had my lifo to begin over again, I would study in Paris. The conserva toire has practically educated the French peoplo where theatrical matters are con cerned. After all, acting is art, and peo plo should not try to act before they have been taught to do HO, any more than they would think of singing in grand opera before they had studied with a good master. "As for the qualifications essential to success on the stage, a certain amount of dramatic instinct is necessary, good looks are important, and good health is everything. People seem to think that an actress is necessarily an individual with shaky nerves and uncertain health, when the truth of it is that all of us who have made our mark in the world have been remarkably well balanced, healthy women; no one who is not strong can bear the terrible strain which is put upon an actress. That time in which the public sees us act represents but a small portion of our fatigue. With the rehearsals, learning new parts, the costumers, etc., we literally have no peace, and even when we aro successful holidays come few and far between." 111 speaking of marriage, Mrs. ICendal says: "All my experience in life teaches me that two of a trade always agree in the married state. I would have a tailor marry a dressmaker, a painter marry a sculptress, and so on. Peoplo are never so happy as when talking shop, and 1 think it is a disastrous tiling when an actress marries a man who takes 110 in terest in her success, or when an actor lias to go home to a woman who prefers not to hear the theater mentioned. On tho whole, tho most united married cou ples I have known belong to my own profession. I am sure that an actress can be quite as good a wife and house mother as any other woman, rather bet ter perhaps, than her more domestic sis ters, for she always has to have her wits about her, and that helps her in daily life." An American Wife In London. An American girl, who has become an English woman by marriage and who knows both sides of the Atlantic, says "that the right thing to do in order to insure the greatest happiness 011 earth and experience the greatest privileges is to be born in the states and marry • abroad, because here tho girls get all tho attention from the men, while in Lon don tho society girl is nowhere, and tho young wives are the attraction. English men think they are terribly bored if they have to talk to a young girl and will | sometimes bo positively rude if forced to take 0110 out to dinner." Brooklyn Eagle. A Long Felt Want to lie Filled. A long felt want is about to be filled in English society. It is stated that a number of ladies of limited means but unlimited position are about to form themselves into a chaperon society, and act as duennas to those young ladies who may be intrusted to their charge. To picnics, race meetings, concerts, thea ters, dances—almost anywhere will these devoted matrons be prepared togo in or der to protect their fair charges from tho . dangers of inexperience, prevent them flirting with "ineligibles," and where possible smooth the path to a rich and brilliant marriage.—Loudon Lettei. Wyoming Family Politics. A Wyoming man was asked, "Do mar ried women vote with their husbands?" He answered: "Usually, but 011 the same principle that men closely associated vote alike. Politics is table talk, but it has not been known to wreck a family. The husband of a woman who was a member of the Democratic state conven tion is a Republican to tho backbone, but they live happily and are prosperous." MM. Miller on the riutrorm. Olivo Thorno Miller is tho latest re cruit to the ranks of author-readers, She lias begun a series of "Bird Talks" in schools and academies in and about New York. The idea of the talks is to interest tho young in the life and habits of birds and make them acquainted with our common birds and to teach them how to identify those they see.—New York Letter. GEMS IN VERSE. Hero Wors'iip. "He i i not what yo:i think." () judges wise, ( an we not Jiav> Vulhu'l t for our own Within our heart.i, where ail the souls wo prize Shall sit in state. ■ eh on ' -oynl throne? What matter if v. <• d< not M -ys rhot -o The few whose names, well weighed, ye write above As laurel worthy. Do ye then refuse Our hearts' frc-c right to honor whom we love? What Is one false among a thousand true— A thousand opening lives so well begun? "lie is no hero, as you think," say you? ell, then, our faith shall help to make him Back, judges, to your work of weighing, slow, The dead yo destine to F; me's courts above! But leave us free to worship here below With faith and hope the living whom wo love. —Constance Fennlmore Woolaon. About Husbands. Johnson was right. .1 don't agree to all The solemn dogmas of the rutjgh old stager. But very much approve what one may call The minor morals of the "Ursa Major." Johnson was right. Although somo inen adore Wisdom in women, and with wisdom cram her, There Isn't one In ten but thinks far more Of his own grub than of his spouse's gram mar. I know it is the greatest shame in life, But who among them (save,perhaps, myself). Returning home, he asks his wife \\ hat heel - not books - she has upon the slielf? Though Greek and Latin be the lady's boast, '1 hey're little valued by her loving mate. The kind of tongue that husbands relish most Is modern, boiled and served upon a plate. Or if, as fond ambition may command, Some homemade verse the happy matron shows him, What mortal spouse but from her dainty hand Would sooner see a pudding than a poem? Young lady-deep In love with Tom or Hnrry 'Tis sad to tell you such a tale as this. But here's the mot. 1 of it-do not marry, Or, marrying, take your lover as lie is: A very man, with something of the britfo (Unless he proves a sentimental noddy). With passions strong and appetite to boot, A thirsty soul within a hungry body: A very man—not one of nature's clods— it li human feelings, whether saint or sinner. Endowed perhaps with genius from the gods, But apt to take his temper from his dinner. • —John Gh Sake. The Eml of the Whole Matter. When Earth's last picture Is painted; when the tubes arc twisted and dried; When tho oldest colors have vanished, and the youngest c ritic has died. We shull rest (and, faith, we shall need it), lie down for an hour or two, Till the Master of all good workmen shall set us to work anew. And those that are good shall he happy; they shall sit in a golden chair And splash at a ten league c anvas with brushes of camel's hair; They shall have real saints to draw from, Silas and Peter and Paul; They shall work for a year at a sitting and never get tired at all. And only Rembrandt shall teach us, and only Van Dyke shall blame. And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame, But all for the sake of working, and each in his separate star. Shall paint the Thing as he sees it for tho God of Things as they are. —Rudyard Kipling. The Garden of Children. There is a little garden on tho earth Wherein 1 wander gayly day and night: There could I never sad or lonely be. For 'tis o'ergrown with angel beauties bright. There gazo tho eyes, undimmed with sorrow's flood. From bowers terrene to cloudless skies and blue. While glittering on each fairy finger green There is distilled a crystal drop of clow. There also flows the brooklet bright and clear; Its course is unimpeded in these bowers, And all along its banks, with nods and smiles. We see our dearest, prettiest morning flowers. There must our grief and sighing ever cease; The heart be glad and lamentations mute; There hang on twigs of life, forever green, The bursting buds presaging precious fruit. We seek In vain a dark and gloomy mien; We find no envy, neither hate nor scorn. There hum tho stingless boos with honeyed wings; Tho violet blooms; tho rose without a thorn. There smile the sun's approving radiant beams: A blighter (winkle has each merry star; Joy and delight and bliss are ever near. While sadness, care and grief groan from afar. Oh, do not sock that garden on the earth! It is and ever shall to us bo near. We need like children only to become, And, 10, wo have that kindergarten here! —From the German. The Winners. Borne paddle their canoes along upon life's troubled sea In a happy, careless, don't-care way, with voices full of glee. With many a splash and many a dash they row themselves along, But their boats don't make much headway, for their strokes are never strong. There are others still who row along the course from day to day Who never splash and never dash and haven't much to say. You never hear them coming, but they win tho race because They save their wind for business and pull with mulllcd oars. —Frank Marlon. The Life Hcyond. The star is not extinguished when its sets Upon tho dull horizon; R. but goes To shine in other skies, then reappear In ours as fresh as when it first arose. The river is not lost when o'er the rock It pours its flood Into the abyss below/ Its scattered force rogatboring from the shock, It hastens onward with yet fuller flow. The bright sun dies not when the shadowing orb Of the eclipsing moon obscures its ray; It still Is shining on, and soon to us Will burst undimmed Into thd joy of day. Thus nothing dies, or only dies to live; Star, stream, sun, flower, tho dew drop and the gold, Each goodly thrng instinct with buoyant hope, Hastes to putfin its purer, finer mold. Thus In tho quiet joy of kindly trust Wo bid each parting saint a brief farewell; Weeping, yet smiling, wo commit their dust To the safo keeping of the silent cell. —llorut iusJHonar. To Genius. I saw a figure In the path of time Toil upward through the ages; ho was crowned With melancholy myrtle, and sublime The luster of his glory spread around. Down the dim past's far echoing, dreamy shade, Haunted by spirits that have lived before, I heard his efforts with derision paid - Ho and his works condemned forevermore. But from the concourse, waving as she wept,' Fond Nature bade him rise, and with accord. 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