A DETROIT BUILDER. HE TELLS A KKMA It K ABLE STORY OF IUS LIKE. C'mo to Detroit A liont Forty Yrnra ABO, LEYI ELSEY'S EXPERIENCE WORTHY SERIOUS ATTENTION. (From the Detroit Evening A r no..) Away out Gratiot avonuo, far from tho din and turmoil of tho business centre, there nro many attractivo homes. Tho intersecting streets are wide, clean and shadoJ by large leaf-covero I trees, and tho peoplo you moot arc typical of industry, oconomy and honost toil. Thoro aro many pretty residences, but nono more inviting in Its neatness and home like com'ort than that of Mr. Levi Elsoy, tho well-known builder anl contractor, at 71 Moranstreet, just oil Gratiot. Mr. Elsey is an old resident of Detroit, having movad hero about forty years ago. lie has orecto I hundreds of houses In different parts of tho city, and points with pride to such buildings ns tho Nowborry fc McMullan an l Campaw blocks, in which ho displayed his ability as a superintendent. "I have soon Datroit grow frm a village to a city," ho observed yosterday in convor r.atlon with tho writer, "an I I don't think there nro many towns in America to- lay equal to it in point ofboauty. I knowalmost tverybo iy in tho city, n1 an Incident whieh recently happenod in my life has iulorestod all my friends. "It is now about olght yean ago since I was stricken down with my first c.aso of ill ness. Ono col J, blustering day I w.as down town and through my natural carelessness at that time I pormitto I myself to got chlllo.l right through. When I arrived home that evening I 'oit a Ro r * o 'm piin in my loft log. I bathed it that nig'if, hut by morning I fouu iit hud grown worse. In fact it was so serious that I sent lor my family physician, nn t ho informed mo that 1 was suffering from varicose veins. Mv log swelled up to double its natural size and the pain Incr -aso-l In vo'umo. Tne agony was simply awfiP. I was laid up an I never left my bed fot eight weeks. At times I felt as though I would grow Irani e with pain. My leg was ban daged an l was propped up in the lied nt an angle of thirty degrees, in orier to keep the b'oo.l from flowing to my extremities. "J had several doctors attending me. but I believe my own judgment helped me hotter than theirs. After a siege of two months I could move arouu ?. still I was on the sick list .and had to doctor myself for years. I wu< never really cured and suffered any amount oi anguish. "About two years ago I noticed nu article in tho Keening \cir.t about my ri*rnl, Mr. Northrup the Woodward AVHDUO mere ban t. In nn interview with hint ho stated that ho had used I)t*. Williams' Pink Pills for Palo People and that they cured ltlm. I knew him very well, having built his house out Wood* ward Ave., tinri I thought I would follow his suggestion. I must • oufess I did HO with marvelous success. From tho time I began to take the Pink Pills I lelt myself growing to bo a new man. They acted on mo like a magical stimulant. The pain departed nnd I soon was an strong and healthy HH ever. Before trying tho Pink Pills I had used any amount ot other medicine without any no ticeable benefit. But the Pills cured mo and 1 was mysolf again. "When a person finds himself relieved and enjoying health ho is apt to expose lilmselt again to another attack oi illness. Some three months ago I stopped taking tho Pink PiIIH, and from tho day I did so 1 noticed a change in my condition, A short timo sinco 1 renewed my habit of taking thorn with tlu* same beneficial results which met me for merly. iam again nearly as strong as ever, although I am a man about fifty-six years o. age. J mil juti, ir. the Pink Pills are a most wonderful medicine, and it tlioy do as well in other cases as they did in mine they arc the best in tho world. 1 freely rocommon I them to any sufferer." Dr. Williams' Pink Tills oontnlu. in a con densed lorm. all tho elements necessary to give new lito and richness to the blood and restore shuttered nerves. They are an un failing specific for such diseases as locomotor ataxia partial paralysis, St. VitW dance, sciatica, neural gin, rheumatism, nervous headache, tho after effect Of la grippe, pal pitation oi tho heart, palo and sallow com plexions, all forms of weakness, either in mule or lomale. Pink Pills are sold by all dealers, or will bo sent post paid on reoeipt of price (50 cents a box, or aix boxes for ♦2.so—they are never sold in bulk or by the 100), by addressing Dr. Williams' Medicine Co., Schenectady, N. Y. An Animated Uripsuck. Two men nat sitlo by side at a table in a Chicago restaurant. One of tliem was evidently a city-bred man, while the other looked like a hoosier farmer. On tho floor, by tho side of his chair, tho ru/alito had deposited a small car petbag. As he sat waiting for bis or der tho city chap thought ho noticed the grip move. Ife regarded it closely for a few moments and then felt sure that it moved. "What have you there—imps?" he asked tho hoosier. "Naw, they ain't pups," replied the old fellow, as ho proceeded with liis lunch. Tho grip rolled half over from the mysterious force inside, and the city man's curiosity got tho better of him. "What have you there, anyway?" he asked. "Wall, I'll tell ye," said tho grangor, deliberately. "I'm takiu' home a cou ple of gamo cocks. What? Yaas, I know cock-flgliting is agin the law, hut I ain't got 'em for flghtin'. It's just like this: My ol' lady has chickens an' I hev a garden. We're each proud uv our departments. But her chickens get into my garden an' scratch up all my seeds an' beds. Now I'vo got these game cocks, an' I'm goin' to please hei by tellin' the ol' lady they're tine chick ens. She'll put 'em in lier coop an' they'll kill every darn chicken she's got. I'd rather have two chickens scratchin' in my garden than twenty— an' then maybe one of these coeks'U kill the other after they do up my wife's chickens." Tho city chap opined that it would he a very good scheme if it worked. IK you are willing to piay stepping stono you have no right to complain of dirty feet. I Can't Sleep I have a tired, worn-out fooling. This moans thnt tho nervous system is out of or der. When this complaint is made, Hood's Hursaparillu is NEEDED to purify and vitalize the blood, and thus apply nervous strength. Take it now. Remember Hood's Sar sa- A f parilla BE sure to get Hood's £ J* and only Hood's. / Hood's I'llto cure all liver lilt, biliousness. A SUMMER LONGING. I must away to woodod hills aud vales, Where broad, slow streams flow cool and silently, And Idle barges flap their listless anils— For me tho summer sunset glows and pales, And green fields wait for mo. I long for shadowy forests, whero tho bird 6 Twitter and ohirp at noon from overy tree. I long for blossomed leaves and lowing herds. And nature's voices say, in mystio words, "Tho green Holds wait for thee.'* I dream of uplands, whero tho primrose shines, And waves her yellow lamps above the lea ; Of tangled eopscs, swung with trailing vines, Of open vistas, skirted with tall pines, Where green fields wait for me. I think of long, sweet nftcrnoons, when I May Ho and listen to tho distant son, Or hear tho breezes in tho reeds that sigh, Or insect voices chirping shrill and dry, In fields that wait forme. These dreams of summer come to bid mo find Tho forest's shade, tho wild bird's melody, Whtlo summer's rosy wreuths for mo are twined, While summer's fragranco lingers on the wind, And green Holds wait for me. —George Arnold. DARKEST BEFORE DAWK. BY IIEBEN FORREST GRAVES. § HERE'S nothing in tho paper," said Au rora Clymer— "abso lutely nothing!" Slio throw down the printed sheet as shnspolto— a tall girl, with wistful blue eyes and hair droop \ >ng a In Psycho over her forehead. 'C "Then," said Mir inm, "that's three cents wasted. And there aro not many cents left." "Oatmeal and coffee for breakfast!" sighed Aurora. "And it was coffee and oatmeal yesterday ! Ob, dear, how wretched it is to be poor ! How sick oue does get of things!" "Try to remember that it's always 'darkest just before daylight,' " en couraged Miriam. "Sit up to the table, dear, and eat something. It's nice and hot!" Miriam was a sweet, fresh-faced girl of eighteen. Not, perhaps gifted with Aurora's beauty, but when you looked at Miriam Clymer once, yon always wanted to look tho second time. _ "Where is Polly?" fretfully ques tioned the elder sister. ' 'lt doos seem to mo as if—" At that self same moment, however, tho door flew open and a rosy, flushed damsel burst into tho room like a southwest gale. "Breakfast tiuio alroady?" cried Polly. "My goodness mo, how tho time docs fly?" Polly Clviner had very blnok eyes, which laughed at you like a sunboam, a crop of short black curls, and tooth which, although rather irrogulnr, were milk white, and her two cheeks were like two roses nowly bloßsomod. "Girls, I've been so busy I" said Polly. Aurora frowned n littlo. "I wish I was busy," said she. Miriam helped her younger Bister to oatmeal. 'T should bo busy too," said Mir iam, "if thera was ntiything to do." "How perfectly ridiculous all this i"!" cried Polly, waving her spoon. "As if thero wasn't always something to do 1 Of courno Aurora would rather do typewriting, because that's tho trade she's learned—" "Trade?" echoed tho scandalizod beauty. "And Miriam knows more about music lessons than anything else; but if one can't get what one wants, one must wnnt what ono can got, And I've onruod a dollar this morning al ready, " "What!" cried Miriam. "Moro oatmeal, please," said Polly. "Oh, yos, I've washed and dressed a dear littlo girli'o in tho fiat downstairs, and packed hor littlo doll'e toy of a trunk for tho train. You seo, the nurse got angry and wont away. Tho mother was that pallid consumptive who was buried last week, and tho father is a sort of ne'er-do-well, who plays tho cymbals iu Jones's Theatre and don't pay any of his bills. And tho janitress was at hor wits' end what to do, and I stepped into the breach. It mado mo think of tho good old times when I played with a doll almost as big as I was." "But where on earth is tho child going?" asked Miriam. "To her friends I suppose. I loft her asleep in the crib, and tho land lady's littlo girl watching her. I'm to go back after my breakfast. There, Mirry"—aH sho tossed a big silver dol lar to tho housokeeper-sister— "take that to buy moro oatmeal. And look hero, Miriam, Doctor Puttitt has got a big ordor for the Rosebud Balm to go to a watering place somcwhoro on tho Jersey const, aud wants some one to paste on labels and tio up tho bot tles, without loss of time. Thero'B n chance!" Aurora drew herself up. "I don't think George Beldon would like it," said she. "Oh, Oeorgo—bothor Qoorgo I Ho's nothing but a