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Kinder mixed with duty-
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Uns a little painin'—
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A HALT AT DAWN,
BY FLORENCE HULL.
r->v /CI ARGARET DAW-
I I VERS stepped
1 J l R l )oar( ' the southern
bound sleeper at
Chicago one stormy
March evening, and
. as she walked com
posedly to her berth
in the middle of the
"Siji car, the eyes of
—— every person present
i were riveted upon
her. She wore a closely fitting gar
ment of Russian sable, which envel
oped her completely, and a large
beaver hat with drooping plumes, and
from the single diamond at her
throat to the her dainty Huode
boots she looked the model of a fash
ionable beauty. She was the only
woman on the car, and before she had
fairly settled herself comfortably, all
the men had mentally pronounced their
opinion of her looks and style, and
hazarded a conjecture as to her age.
Her attendant, a florid man of middle
age, received the slight degree of at
tention justified by his seeming only
an adjunct of the moment. As he left
her, ho put into her hands a bunch of
costly roses, which she received with a
smile and laid upon tho opposite seat
the instant he was gone.
Of the score of passengers, two or
three knew her by sight, for she was,
in away, a public character, but as it
happened, none were really acquainted
with her, and before long even those
most deeply interested in her appfcar
anceyielded to the apathy peculiar to
sleeping cars, and subsided into their
newspapers or their rugs, preparing to
wear out the evening until bed time.
Margaret amused herself in watch
ing the flying snow aud in reverie.
Too used to traveling to even care to
look about her, she yielded to tho
prevailing somnambulistic influence
just enough to dream without sleeping.
At twenty-eight she was her own
mistress, earning an independent in
come through the use of her beautiful
voice. The teaching days and the
drudgery of the class room had passed,
and as a concert singer she was favora
bly known in more than one Western city
noted for its critical taste. After a
successful winter in Milwaukee and
Chicago she WILH now on her way to
fulfil an engagement in Balti
more, which promised more
than anything in which she had yet
engaged. She was in the heydey of
her powers, admired, in radiant health,
conscious of her beauty and talent, and
entirely satisfied with life. What did
it mean that, as she looked from the
window with a proud smile on her lips,
some tantalizing thoughts should in
trude themselves, and the mind so en
tirely self-poised should feel, for the
first time in years, the weakening in
fluence of some emotional fancies. It
was her boast that she was never lone
ly, never sad, that her whole heart was
in her work.
By nine o'clock Margaret, enveloped
in a down wrapper of dark red, lay
courting sleep in her section, Over
her was spread tho fur ulster, nouo
too warm above the blaukets, even for
her warm blood. The thermometer
outside would have registered zero, and
whiffs of icy air found their way every
now aud then into the car. Ever}*-
thiug was quiet save her thoughts
which began to utter themselves with
loud, importunate voices, as if answer
ing some call without, independent of
her control. "I have happily been
able to say all my lifo that I don't
know what nerves were," said Marga
ret to herself, "but I begin to think
that from some inexplicable cause I am
nervous."
"Richard Allen 1" Sho smarted lis if
the words had been spoken in her enr.
Swiftly memory flew back ten years,
and BIIC saw herself standing baru
headed at the gate of her
father's house in the Highlands
of the Hudson where her child
hood had been passed; and beside
her, bending tenderly to catch her
lightest word, the form of her first
lover, then a poor, obscure young lieu
tenunt in the army. With an indiffer
ence scarce tinged with pity, since it
hardly occurred to her in those days
that men could really feel, she bad met
Ips pleading affection with an enthus
iastic outburst of her ambition to lead
the artist s life, to spend her energies
| in self-development, and show what a
] woman wholly devoted to an intellect
ual and artistic career might become.
, They had sung in the choir together,
| hod mingled their voices in moments
1 when, inspired by devotional ecstasy,
it seemed that the two spirits united
| into one, in that mysterious fellowship
1 which belongs alike to religion and to
lovo. And yet sho had no feeling for
him above regard ; no feeling for any
one, for anything but art.
i "You must not think I am deficient
in womanly sensibility," she had said
to him, with one of those soft glances
of the meaning and effect of whioh she
was entirely careless and unconscious.
"But some women must remain spin
sters, you know, and I think I am
meant to be one of the sisterhood."
I
"You do not know yourself. The
day will come when ambition will seem
nothing to you; when the homely
things, the real things, will take on
their true value to your eyes, aud a
'career' will seem a mere artificiality
that has nothing to do with what is
best and sweetest in life."
The words had passed her by as an
idle phrase, evoked from disappoint-1
nient. And she and Richard Allen had
parted, he going to his post on the line
in Arizona, and she to Italy to study.
And yet nothing passes from us en
tirely. Here, without warning, with
out her intention, the little scene came
up before her eyes; and she saw again
the apple orchard in blossom, the red
br.Hk chimney of the school-house
across the way looming up in the moon
light, the hills in the distance, tho
strong, proudly-carried figure at her
side. And then scene atyer scene came
up before her, always with the two
figures present: the manly, devoted
lover, the self-absorbed girl.
A jar, a shock, a sudden stop, as if
the train had run against a wall of rock,
and Margaret started up and drew the
curtain aside instinctively. A fall
through Rpace —what was it, oh, where
was she. Had the train fallen down
an embankment ?
After a minute she realized that she
had been thrown from her berth across
the oar, that other persons lay about,
some groaning, some hastily picking
themselves up. She shut her eyes:
there was a sharp pain in her left arm and
a weight upon her side. A falling lamp
had struck her, and from some cause
she could not rise, There was a terri
ble confusion, much talking, and half
a dozen people bending over her pity
ingly and asking her questions.
"What hap huppened? Is anybody
killed?" she asked.
Several persons answered at once.
They had run into a freight. The en
gineer on their own train was killed ;
ne one else. Many were hurt. Could
she bear to be moved?
"I must," she returned, setting her
lips, for agonizing pains began to
shoot through her foot, and the
thought of being touched was suffer
ing.
''Fortunately we are just on the
outskirts of Frithville—there are
houses near." It was the conductor
who spoko now, and he at once took
charge. She was lifted carefully,
wrapped in blankets and carried out.
Their car had sustained less damage
than any other, being in the rear, and
there was no difficulty in getting out.
"If she could stand it to be taken
over yonder," said some one, pointing
to a house some distance away, "she'd
be more comfortable, I reckon."
"Where are we?" asked Margaret,
bravely suppressing her pain.
"Somewhere in southern Indiana—
a little town called Frithville," a man
answered her.
"If she could stand it to be taken
over to the doctor's house"—said the
persistent first speaker.
"I can stand it," 6he interposed;
"take me there quickly.
They improvised a sort of rough lit
ter of mattresses, and carried her
across a field in the open country.
The dawn was just breaking, and the
pale moon was slowly fading out of
view before the great coming light.
The air was clear, cold, crisp; and
though there had evidently been a
heavy storm during the night, it had
cleared completely, and the first ray of
suulight glittered upon banks of frozen
snow. The house before which they
stopped was a plain, two-storied
wooden structure, which seemed
at first sight peculiarly barren
looking. Clean white curtains
hung in straight, scant folds at
the windows. The door had been
drab in color, but the paint had been
so assiduously scrubbed that one
now took its presence on trust. Thero
was a brass knocker and a rush door
mat on which lay a large black cat
with bristling white whiskers.
The iloor was opened by a severe
Swedish girl, whoso starched cap and
apron suggested careful housekeeping,
as her suspicious countenance sug
gested in hospitality. She mado no
objections to admitting them, how
ever, and Margaret was carefully de
posited upon a couch in the sitting
room to wait the coming of the doctor,
who, the maid said, had just left the
house to go to the scene of the wreck.
"We'll send him back to you,
ma'am, right off," one of tho men as
sured her. "Yon ought to be 'tended
to first."
"Not if others are suffering and need
him more," said Margaret faintly.
The ungenial-looking Swede proved
herself to be not deficient in skill,
even though sympathy was in a meas
ure lacking. She made her guest as
comfortable as she could. The shoe
was cut from the swollen ankle, which
was bathed and bandaged, and tho
hurts upon tho shoulder and side were
pronounced to be only bruises which
"Herr doctor would make right."
And then Margaret was left to herself
while the girl went to make the inevit
able "cup of tea," which was to set
everything straight. •
After awhile her eyes began to
wander idly around the room. It
seemed half parlor, half study. Fold
ing doors divided it from tho office at
the back. There was a book-cose, well
filled; some good engravings on the
walls; a few easy-chairs covored with
raw silk of a dull hue, much
worn; and a writing table
between the windows, half covered
with hooks and magazines. There
was something agreeable to her taste
in tho air of the room. She could im
agine it the abode of a man whose very
poverty could never become squalid.
The great Open Franklin stove shone
brightly, and the hearth was scrupu
lously clean. Upon the mantel were a
bronze clock and a pair of fine vases,
dainty in tone and finish; they were
the sole womanly touches about the
place. Noting these details half
indifferently, she lay back again and
closed her eyee.
When she opened them again, tlisy
happened to glance directly over a
corner of the room which had before
been dim, but was now illuminated by
a shaft of sunlight. A carved bracket
hung there, and on the shelf lay a
singular-looking little instrument,
shaped like a dagger, of Moorish de
vice, the handle inlaid with gold, left
rough and unpolished. When Margaret
saw this small object, she gave a little
cry and tried to rise, but finding that
iznpoosible, she dropped back upon her
pillows as if she had been shot, her
eyes fixed upon the little instrument
with a look of recognition that was
half pleasure, half alarm. What
strange trick was fate about to play
her? How c&uld this thing be possi
ble?
There was a noise; the front door
opened and some one came along the
hall with a firm, measured step.
Margaret's heart, that well-regulated
organ, beat to suffocation. She hardly
dared listen or look. She threw her
arms up over her forehead, nearly con
cealing her face. Some one entered
the room and paused beside her. A
well-remembered voice, graver, deeper
than of yore, yet with a cheery ring in
it, said, ' 'Let me see what I can do to
help you, madam." A chair was drawn
up to the side of tho couch, a gentle
hand took her own. Her pulse was
beating furiously; the hand was held
rather long, as if something perplexed
him. She felt searching eyes bent
upon her face and suddenly threw
down her arms. The doctor drew
back, his face paling, and the two
looked at each other for a minute in
silence. She spoke first, putting out
her hand timidly.
"Richard, don't you remember me?"
VRemember you ? As if I were likely
ever to forget you."
She softly touched his empty sleeve,
pinned over his broast, two tears stand
ing in her eyes.
"Atßlack Gulch," ho said. "I have
got over minding it. Don't grieve."
"You left tho army?"
"Yes, four years ago. My health
gave way. I studied medicine in
Indianapolis, was invited here by an
old friend to become his assistant, and
shortly afterward he died. That is
all."
"You never—never—"
"Yes; I married."
The words were an unexpected stab.
Margaret gasped, amazed that she
should care. Her face suddenly be
came suffused with color, and sho
turned it away.
"She only lived a year—Margaret,"
said tho doctor, bending down to 6tudy
the fair, flushed face, suddenly pain
smitten.
"My arm!" said Margaret faintly,
drawing his attention to the lcser
hurt.
Ho was the doctor again at once,
and, for tho next half hour all profes
sional gravity, and as impersonal as
the sphinx ; yet the woman felt through
every nerve, like the musical vibra
tion, the thrill of his firm, warm
fingers, the scrutiny of his eyes. He
was changed, worn through suffering
rather than years, his face lined, his
hair grown gray ; with nothing young
about him but his eyes, which sparkled
with a cheer and brightness no grief
could dim, for they mirrowed a mind
above all personal consideration, con
cerned with those large, loving inter
ests belonging to humanity.
Tho doctor came and went quietly,
her eyes following him. When he in
tercepted the look she blushed like a
Bchool-girl. Too busy all that day to
give her more than necessary atten
tion, ho yet lost nothing that passed,
and she had a sense which was oddly
pleasant that ho understood something
of what was passing in her mind. It
was terible, too. There were moments
when she wished herself miles away.
Besides all the physical pain which
she endured that long day, Margarets
soul was tho battle-ground of a strug
glo far more exhausting. Ambition,
pride, and love of the world fought
hard against a tender, newly-born im
pulse, which it seemed that a single
breath of reason ought to chill to
death.
The coals burned red in tho open
stove ; a little tea table was set in the
middle of the room, and in the easiest
chair in the house, piled with all the
Available cushions, the doctor placed
Margaret, taking his position opposite
her. The solemn Swedish girl brought
in supper, which was well cooked and
served with a scrupulous cleanliness
that almost atoned for the absenoo of
a more dainty service.
Tho doctor's face shown with satis
faction, but his manner, although gen
ial, was oeremonious. Margaret felt
that, in the few feet intervening be
tween them, there lay years of care
and grief and disappointment. She
felt a yearning to bridge the chasm, to
draw nearer to him, even though she
herself had to take the hard steps to
ward understanding.
Thought the woman: "Does ho love
me still?" And thought the man : "Is
she tired of the world, and coi id she
learn to love me now?"
But they spoke of musio; of camp
life on tli3 western frontier; of whet
they had seen, what they hail read.
Not a word of wfiat tlioy felt. A few
hours later the doctor stood in his baro
little soldier's bed room, and looked in
his glass. For five minutes he Btudied
himself, and then he turned away, re
solved to let no new hope spring up in
his heart. But Margaret slept to
dream of him, woke through the night
thinking of him, as she could not have
thought in the old days, when he
wooed her in the confidence of his
fresh, hopeful youth.
There was no hotel in the village,
and the few scattered houses were
crowded with the wounded passengers,
lying over till well enough to proceed
with their journey. Margaret was not
sorry that there was no other place for
her than the refuge she had been
taken to. "1 am thinking that I am ;
singularly fortunate in being in the 1
doctor's house, where I get special at
tention," she said to him, with a littlo
fluttering smile.
In time these shy looks wrought
upon the doctor, and his stern resolu
tion wavered. He found himself
sounding her preferences and attach
ments, with the nuoonfessed design of
extracting some unguarded word that
might indicate a change in her old
convictions. Carrying on together ,
these two processes —determination to ;
refrain and resolution to pursue, which j
often accompanies somo course of ac- !
tion embraced in accordance with a '
natural, unworldly judgment, ho man- |
aged to betray to the eager girl all ho
wished to conceal and she wished to
know. She had telegraphed to Balti- j
more that sho would be thero in ten
days. Four of them had passed, and
she wns free from pain and able to put
her foot to the ground. The doctor
persisted in helping her from her
couch to the chair ami bacl again.
"But I can walk al H now she ob
jected.
"We must be oaivful. v t until to
morrow." She *
earnestness. "Tru
arm," he said, with tho lirnt a. * ol !
bitterness she had heard from him. j
Her lips parted to give utterance to a 1
sudden rush of words, but she only
looked at him, with eyes so eloquent
that he answered the look.
"Margaret, do you care? Dear, J
have always loved you, I love you now
—can you care?"
Sho dropped her head on his shoul
der, but said nothing. The doctor
held her close for a ininute, and then,
leaving her, began to walk up and down
tho room.
"It is impossible!"
"It may be impossible," murmured
Margaret with a littlo blush, "but—it
is true."
"It is cruel in mo to ask it, dear.
You are young, beautiful, brilliant—
with success at your feet, and I—"
Bho put up her hand imploringly.
It was caught and held. "And I am
poor, obscure and—old," he finished,
his eyes upon her face.
"I have come to you, Richard. It
seems strange to mo. I cannot explain
it, but it Beems as if everything the
world has to offer me is nothing be
side—"
"Beside my love?" he bent on one
kneo beside her chair and put her
hand to his lips.
"I want to share your life," she said,
and a new expression grew upon hex
face, a high, devoted look which was
half heroic, all womanly. "I want to
learn something of the great things,
the true things."
"You have had greater things than
I can give you. Think of all you aro
leaving!"
She made a gesture of renunciation.
"It docs not seem much to leave —for
3 ou."
"Ah, my darling, I am afraid you
will regret it. The work-a-day world
will be a trial to you. And mine is
a veritable work-a-day world."
He kept his eyes on her face , half
dreading to see her shrink away. But
what woman is not won by an appear
ance of self-renunciation? Richard
could not have let her go now; at tho
last instant he would have snatched her
to his breast, had sho drawn away.
But the misgiving that rushed over him
BO fiercely was a real one, a sensible
one; he felt it profoundly, and tried
to read in her eyes a shadow of this
coming regret. But her eyes were
clear, loving, radiant. She pressed
herself against his breast, and gave
him the great gift of her life and her
future. Would tho shadow ever come ?
The moon looked softly in, an hour
later, and finding tho lovers in that
delicious dream wliieh once in a life
time comes to mofit men and women,
drew over face a gray cloud-veil and
left them to dream on.—Romance.
A Pressure of a Million Pounds.
Some interesting experiments have
been made at Washington University,
St. Louis, with the largest hydraulic
testing machine in the world. It
can exert a pressure of 1,000,000
pounds. Timbers such as are used for
pillars in largo commercial buildings
were crushed, not broken, lengthwise.
A piece of timber capable of sustaining
8000 persons was crushed like an egg
shell when placed in tho machine. Tho
best brick piers two feet square,
columns of granite a foot square and
sandstone three feet square are ground
to powder with the greatest ease. The
ma?hine was designed for the purpose
of pursuing investigations being made
by tho Qoverment of tho strength of
commercial woods grown in the United
States.—New York Telegram.
Imprisoned In Their Cyclone Pit.
In Hart County, Georgia, there
lives a family by the name of Fiuley,
who dug a storm pit in the front yard.
They fitted it up with heavy doors,
ventilation tubes and furniture to
make it comfortable for a day's abode
if necessary. With tho indications of
an approaching cyclone ono day the
family retired to the underground
quarters. When the storm subsided
they found that some immovable ob
struction had been blown across the
door of the storm-house and they were
prisoners. Finally the neighbors, in
searching for their bodies, supposing
tliora all to be dead, removed a great
tree that had fallen across the door
and the family were rescued in time to
Bave their tives.—St. Louis Globe
Democrat.
Snake Peddlers.
Live rattlesnakes are sold for #1 a
snake by peddlers in the streets of
Southern California towns. Buyers
aro found among persons who want to
tan the hides for various uses, and
each buyer can kill his Bnakds in the
manner that ho regards most conducive
to the preservation of the skin's colors.
—Detroit Free Press.
f Til© isirtliplAce of Cholera.
A European authority on cholera be
lieves that cholera can be exterminated
by going to the root of the evil. This
disease is endemic at the delta of the
Ganges River in India, in a low
area of about 7500 square milep,
caused by the putrefying remains of i
animal and vegetable life cast into the
river by the inhabitants and constantly
floating about. Formerly the fellaheen
of Egypt interred their dead on the
borders of the river Nile, and tho bodies
were then washed out into the stream
during the annual overflow of the river,
and were carried down to spread dis
ease throughout tho delta. Since an
j end has been put to this custom, the
plague no longer harasses the country.
It would doubtless be difficult, if not
impossible, to restrain the natives of
! India, inhabiting the region of the
| Ganges, from casting their dead into
the waters of the sacred stream; but
the author thinks this difficulty might
be obviated by compelling the people
to cremate their dead and then throw
the ashes on the bosom of the river.—
Bcientiflo American.
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_4jj cheap alum powders.
It never fails to make good bread, biscuit and .
J* cake, so that there is no flour, eggs or butter spoiled
and wasted in heavy, sour and uneatable food."
Do dealers attempt, because times are dull,
jj to work off old stock, or low grade brands of
baking powder? Decline to buy them. During
_f these times all desire to be economical, and
4 fr
Royal is the most £
4 Economical Baking Powder.
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SAPOLJG
Is Like a Good Temper, " It Sheds a Brightness
Everywhere."
t>it.
SWAMP-ROOT
CURED ME.
Dr. Kilmer 6c Co., Bin b H kmton, N. Y.
Gentlemen:—"l desire to tell you Just how I
was, so that the public may know of your
wonderful Swamp-Root. Two years ago
last October I had spells of vomiting'; I could
not keep anything in my stomach; the Doctor
said I had consumption of the stomach and
bowels; continued to run-down in weight; I
wan reduced to 60 lbs. I would vomit
blood, and at one time as much as three pints;
we had two of the best Fhysicians and they
said my case was hopeless. "Oh, my sufferings
were terrible." A neighbor told us of your
Swamp-Root, and my husband got a bottle; I
took it to plcaso him. I used six bottles of
Swamp-Root and I am now nearly as well as
ever. I welg-l i 108 /ft*., do my own work and
take care of my baby. Every one says, i •••
rmhed from the dead, and inany will not be
lieve that I am still living until they come and
see me, and then they can't believe their own
eyes, I am loahtn- *> well Very gratefully.
Mas. JOUN CHAM PINE,
Jan. 10th, lfl&'l. Antwerp, N. Y.
flTaVaT* At nrwntuu, roc. or SI.OO at*®.
P "Invalid*' C.nlde to Health" and
Dr. Kilmer A Co., Btoghamtan, H. T.
II Si A Anointment
U a U Cures Piles.
Trial Free. At Druggists 50c.
i nnn rinn * cres ° f land
I, UU U, UU U for n.le by the SAWT PAOL
—————— A DCLUTU RAILROAD
COUFANT in Minnesota. Send for Map. and CLICU.
iara. Thoy will be sent to yon
PRE3K
Address HOPEWELL CLARKE,
Land Commissioner, St. Paul, Minn.
FRAZIR AXLE
Eestinthe Wcrlc!njjPß AP
Get the Genuine iffKrllXI 1
Sold Everywhere !**l ILflvL
f> A TI?\ITC TRADEMARKS. Examination
i A 1 lj 11 I and ndvlce an to potrntahll ty
of invention. Bend for Inventors Guide,or how to get
■ patent. PATRICK O'FARRKLL. WASHINGTON. D.O.
FDANKMN ' ■<>!.!.KiK Now Athens O. Rcard.
•.=u and books, fl! per wcok. Catalogue free.
The Ltdlei.
The pleaeani effect and perfect safety with
which ladies may UR the California liquid lax
afire. Syrup of Figs, under all conditions
makes it their favorite remedy. To get the
true and genuine article, look for the name of
the California Fig Syrup Co., printed near tho
: bottom of the package.
Victoria was at one time cal'cd Austria
Felix, from its beauty and fertility.
We Cure Itiipmre.
No matter of how long standing. Write
for froo treatise, testlmon'ftls, etc., to J.
Hoi I ens worth & Co..Owego, 'lioga Co., N. Y.
i'rice $1; by mail, $1.15.
In Sweden the woolen cottages, roof and
all are of a dull red co!o-.
Albert Burch, West Toledo, Ohio, sayai
•* Hall's Catarrh Cure saved my lile." Write
him for particulars. Sold by Druggists, 75c.
Scorpions sre becoming great peats in var
ious parts of Mexico.
Mornings— I'eecham'e rills wPha drink of
water. Bet-chain's- no others. 25 cents a box.
New Zealand has set apa t two islands for
the preservation of its remarkable wild birds
and other animals.
If afflicted with sore eyes use r>. IsaAcThorap*
son's I'iye-water. Druggists soil per bottle.
DRINK / EASIER MADE
(H£toy
Directions.— Tea*po<mful
Cherrr AmbroHa and Üble- the Ncrvea.
•poonful msar, mixed with MCoOIB the Blood,
either cold or hot water. Ask JflO uencbOH Thirst.
&?T.WsiS m A t e& * X| "
•tempi for simple, hv msll. or Ma^t^TOlJWinPr
SI.OO lor two SOc. bottlefl, by *xpres*, prepeid,—enough to
meke eeverel (Agent* make big pajr with ue.)
FRANK E. HOUSHI CO. 235 Wash'a ti Boston, Mast.
PM b 30 ~~ •#
MEND YOUR OWN HARNESS
I WITII
THOMSON'S
SLOTTED
CLINCH RIVETS.
No tools required. Only a hammer needed to drive
an t ciinch tin m easily and quickly, leaving the cllnsh
absolutely smooth. K qulilug no ho e to be made to
the leather nor nurr for the Rivets. Thsy are ■lron*,
t outfit and durable*. Millions now in use. All
ieni;tn*. uniform r as* >rtod, put up In boxes.
AeU your dealer for them, or send 40c. In
sumps for a box ol 100, assorted aizes. Man'fd by
JUOSON L. THOMSON MFQ. CO.,
WALTHAJf, ISMS.
■MBBMPIPI
H Coaeamptlvee and people
H who have weak lungs or Asth- H
Hj Consumption. It has cured II
■g thnniandi. It has not Injur- H
U ft le the boat cotigh syrup.
J gold ggy. '>'U