Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, August 01, 1895, Image 3

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    THE WOOING OF BETSEY
BIT HOTT. ' w
they do it I can't
imagine," said the
man from over Sinne*
mahoningway. "How
they just lay back
and think it all up
and then go and do it
is a good many rods
beyond me. Bears, I
mean. Sinnemahon
ing bears. There are
bears and bears, but
when you come right
down to bears that
are bears, they grow
only on the Sinnemahone spread.
They're always up to date. There are
no back -lumbers among the Sinne
mahoning bears. Nay, nay!
"Is there anybody here who knows
Toby Groo—Toby Groo, of Lonesome
IIollow? It doesn't matter. Only if any
one wants to buy a nice, snug little
place the Toby Groo place is for sale.
Easy terms, too. It was put on the
market sudden, because Toby Groo
went away sudden. All on account o'
bears— Sinnemahoning bears. I met
Toby when he was going away.
" 'Toby,' said I, 'what's up?'
" 'lt's all up,' said he. 'All up with
me!"
" 'Meaning Betsey?' said I.
" 'The same,' said he.
" 'What did it?' said I.
" 'Education,' said he.
" 'Education?' said I.
" 'There's nothing better to have in
a district,' said he, 'than education,
provided you keep it iu bounds. It's
ull right and proper among the rising
generation of human folks, but when
you come to spreading it among bears
you're carrying it too far. That's my
opinion,' said Toby Groo. 'Education
is what does me up with Betse}\ Edu
cation among bears!' said Tobey.
"And away he went from the Sinno
raahone; and when a fellow has the
heart to leave the Sinnemahone coun
try, you can make up your mind that
he's done up bad. And the Toby Groo
place is for sale. Aud what led up to
it was this:
"The Briektons are great people over
on the Sinnemahone, you know. Great
people. Been there for generations.
The greatest of the present generation
is Betsey, although she isn't very big
and isn't twenty years old yet.
" 'Takin' her from the ground up,' as
Uncle Jabez Fiddler puts it, 'an' con
siderin' of her fer gencr'l scrumptious
ness, Sinnemahone can't turn out the
ekal o' Betsey Briekton.'
"I want to give you a pointer on
Betsey, though, so that if any of you
should happen to buy the Toby Groo
place and go over on the Sinnainahone
and be somebod}', you'll know how to
act and keep out o' trouble. Betsey
has got a red head. An amazing red
head. Now I rather like that red head
of Betsey's,and a good many other folks
do, but Betsey thiuks it's a drawback.
She is sensitive about it to a degree. In
the soft Sinnainahone tongue, she's as
tetchy as nettles about it. And Betsey
is so full o' snap and fire that it isn't
safe to mention torchlights, or bricks,
or anything of that sort around where
Betsey is, for she takes it as a personal
slur on her topknot, and the way she
flares up and gives it to you is some
thing to remember.
" 'lt's a cortion to peppersass!' Jabez
says.
"Everybody knows this, and4s care
ful not to get Betsy's red head between
them and her if they want to keep on
the riff lit side of her. Iletsey Brickton
is popular, though. So popular that
there ain't a young chap on the Sinnc
mahone that wouldn't be happier than
a bear in a bee tree if he could shine
up to her and know that Betsey liked
it. Toby Groo, as far as money went,
was the best catch for a girl of all the
young fellows on the Kiunemahone
spread. Not bad looking, and not much
over twenty-two. But he wasn't over
popular. because he was what Uncle
Jabcz calls 'a leetle nigh in his dent
in's,' and rather inclined to get the
best end of a dicker, even if he had to
stretch a point. For all that, old Billy
Brickton. Betsey's father, got it into
his head some time ago that Toby
Groo's money would be a good thing to
have in the Brickton familj', and so he
did his best to help Toby get on the
right side o* Betsey, Toby being not
only willing but more than eager, lie
was crazy after Betsey.
"All the same Betsey didn't care for
Toby not a little bit, nor for any
one else in particular. Toby kept pes
tering Betsey to marry him, and her
father talked her almost blind about
it, until one day, a mouth or so ago,
after Toby had asked licr for about the
nine hundredth time if she'd marry
him, she snapped out:
" 'Yes!'
" 'When?' said Toby, tickled all but
to death.
14 4 When I find a bear that can spell
my name!' said Betsey.
"Then Betsey laughed and laughed,
for she judged that she had settled the
business then and there, and Toby
went away feeling mighty glum and
way down in the mouth.
44 1f none o' you fellows knows Bar
naby BeestulTer, of Ninnemahone, there
is a large waste place in your life,
liarnaby Beestuffer is a citizen to
whom all Sinnemahoning points with
pride, lie lias genius such as could
only have germinated, sprouted, grown
and blossomed on the storied Sinnc
mahone. Barnaby has a little clear
ing, but he scorns toil, and devotes all
his time to taming bears and snakes
and coons and wildcats and porcupines,
and such indigenous products of the
Sinnemahone soil, and teaching them
tricks and capers. About the time
that Betsey Brick ton told Toby Groo
what'd have to happen before she'd
marry him there was a show in the
hall over to the county seat, and Bar
naby went over tu see it. One of the
actors was an educated pig. It could
play cards, spell out things by string
ing little blocks on the floor with
letters painted ou 'em, and do lots of
other amazing l things. The spelling
took Barnaby's eye more than anything
else the pig did.
44 'Pigs kin Tarn to do that, k*n
they?' says Baruaby. 'Then I'll bet a
farm that b'ars kin l'arn to do it, too,
an' durn quick, an' I'll l'arn 'em!'
"When Barnnby got back home he
started right in to teach one of his
young bears to spell as well as the
learned pig could. One day as he was
practising his bear on a lesson, Toby
Groo happened to be going by Barna
by's clearing. Barnaby was feeling
pretty sore against Toby on account of
a little dicker in steers they'd had a
few days before, in which Toby had
got a good deal the best of Barnaby.
" 'What are you doing, anyhow, Bar
naby?'
" 'Givin' my b'ar his spellin' lesson,'
said he.
" 'Can you teach him anything you
want to?' said Toby.
" 'Bet ye I kin!" said Barnaby.
" 'Could you teach that bear to spell
Betsey lirickton?' said Tobj', turning
hot.
"Barnaby had heard all about the
answer Betsey had given Toby, and
knew at once what Toby's little game
was.
" 'Kin I larn that b'ar to spell Bet
sey Briekton?' said Barnabj. 'I kin
fer money.'
" 'Can you teach that bear to spell
Betsey Briekton for ten dollars?" said
Toby.
" I kin l'arn tlmt b'ar to spell Betsey
Briekton fer twenty dollars, spot cash!
said Barnaby.
" 'ln how long?' said Toby.
" 'ln two weeks,' said Barnaby.
"Toby tried to get Barnaby to do it
for fifteen dollars, but Barnaby stuck
out for twenty, and Toby made a bar
gain with him. When the two weeks
were up Toby went over to Barnaby's
and was delighted to find that the bear
could lay out the blocks that spelled
Betsey's name, and could do it in short
order without a skip or a break.
" 'lie danced fer joy an' felt so rip
pin' good,' says Barnaby, 'that I fool like
kickin' myself all around my elearin' an'
then rollin' 'round in a bullpen full o'
porcupines 'cause I didn't tell him I'd
lief ter hev five dollars more!'
"Next day Toby drove to the Brick
ton place.
" 'Betsey,' said he, 'don't you want
to ride over and see Barnaby Beestuf
fer's menagerie? It's worth seeing.'
"Betsey said she'd just as lief as not,
and she got in the wagon und went
along. She was tickled all to pieces at
the cute things the animals and the
snakes did, and Toby said:
" 'That was pretty hard lines you
held me to about marrying, wasn't it,
Betsey?'
" 'Think so?' said Betsey, laughing.
'Oh, I don't know! I didn't want to
hurt your feelings by saying "No,"
plump out!' said she.
" T suppose you'll stick to what you
said about marrying me?' said Toby,
'if you see a bear that will spell your
name you'll stick to what you said?'
" 'Certainly,' said Betsey. 'Why
not?'
"Then Toby nodded to Barnaby and
Barnaby nodded to the bear. The bear
jumped for a pile of blocks that lay on
the ground, and the next second put a
big letter B at Betsey's feet.
"'I guess Betsey must a begun to
smell a rat,' Barnaby says, 'fer when
she see the letter B she sort o' turned
pale.'
"The bear followed the B with an E
and then dropped a T after the E, and
kept on putting down letters till he
had Betsey spelled out as proper as
Betsey could have done it herself.
Betsey got cold and shivery, and had
to take hold of the fence to steady her
self. Toby stood by, grinning arid
gloating. Then the bear brought out
another B. The second name was be
gun right, and it kept on right.
Betsey couldn't keep her eyes off the
proceedings, although she saw the
bear sealing her fate, letter by letter.
B-R-I-C-K-T-O the bear laid down, and
Betsey was so near fainting that she
grabbed botli hands on the fence, and
Barnuby jumped to cateh her if she
fell.
4 4 4 Only one letter more!' Toby said,
4 and the strain'll be over, Betsey. And
then you and I'll get married!'
"The bear put down the last letter.
It wasn't ail N. It was a I'. And
there was spread out in a line of big
black letters that anybody with half
an eyo could read, 4 BETSSEY BItICK
TOPI' Betsey's face quit being white
in a second, and flashed as red, almost,
as her hair was. She turned on Toby,
and Barnaby says that ho actually
saw fire shoot out of her eyes. Nobody
knows what she would have done to
Toby, because he didn't wait to have it
done. lie jumped the fence and into
bis wagon, and away he went. And
that is why, as near as the facts can be
got at, the Toby Groo place is for sale,
terms easj\
"They say, over on the Sinnemahone,
tli-*.t Barnaby BeestuiTer, seeing a
chance to get even with Toby on the
steer dicker, had educated two bears
and ruug the wrong one in on Toby
when the time came. Barnaby doesn't
deny it nor admit it, but when anyone
charges him with it he just sits and
grins. But doht you wonder at those
bears, those Sinnemahoning bear&V"—•
N. Y. Sun.
BASIS C* MARRIAGE.
Without I.OTP There Can Be No HAPPING
In Times of Trial.
One girl who wrote to me recently
said: "Wouldn't a marriage based on
friendship, on good comradeship, and
on thorough respect be a happy one?'"
I don't know. It might be a placid
one, it might be a respectable one, but
a marriage without love cannot be the
one for which you or I were intend
ed, writes Iluth Ashmore in Ladies'
Home Journal. Comradeship and re
spect and a thorough liking might bo;
all that were necessary during the sun- !
shiny days, but what would they i
amount to when the gloomy days j
came?
And do you think if a man were try
ing to solve some great question, were 1
trying to drive from his soul the demon j
of unbelief, that ho would turn to the |
good comrade for help? No; he would j
go to the woman who loved him, ant l
whom he knew knelt down ever\
night of her life and said a prayer foi
him.
When people are suffering, mentally
or physically, they do not tarn for lien
or sympathy to that one whose speech
is brilliant and witty and whose brair.
is strong, but they reach out, like a lit
tle child, to that one who loves them
best, and whose heart is overflowing
with sympathy and pity. Friendship I
is a great blessing, but it cannot take I
the place of love. And. if either a mar
or a woman marry, believing that r.
friendly feeling will be sufficient in
their united lives, they surely in time
will realize only too sadly the possi
bility of love coming to them, and tin
dread of a tragedy if he should be
greeted with joy. Therefore I say t<
you, my girl, in building up your 1 if•
you need as foundation for its nbeltei
the corner-stone of love and no otliei
will answer. If in its place you put
friendship, mental sympathy, or good
comradeship, the house will te>pplc
over when the wind of misery comes
for its foundation stone will drift
away, carried along into the sands of
indifference, and you will stand alone,
weeping for that one who is not, and
having around you only friendship and
its kindness, while you long for lov'
and its sympathy.
CURLING FEATHERS.
llow t > Restore Hrillhttiey to Dull one 1
Dusty Plumes.
There are few things that give a hat
a more rumpled and shabby appear
ance than an ostrich feather limp and
dejected, looking almost as forlorn as
when it nnd its fellows arrive fresh
from ostrieliland. Any one seeing an
ostrich feather then would think it only
fit for the ragbag, but a series of brisk
scrubbings in warm soapsuds on n
washboard, a judicious patching to
gether nnd elimination of ragged
places, where Sir Ostrich has preened
himself too vigorously, a curling and
combing, soon make of the ostrich
feather a thing of beauty and a joy
forever—until it gets wet—when tlic
process of rejuvenation again becomes
necessary.
Have a tea-kettle full of boiling
water; shako the feather vigorously
through the escaping steam, taking
care that it does not get too damp.
This livens up the plume and restores
brilliancy if it has become dull and
dusty. Next take a silver fruit knife,
and, beginning with the feathers near
est the quill, take a small bunch be
tween thumb and forefinger and draw
gently over tlic blade of the knife until
they curl as closely as desired. Follow
tills process up each side of the tip;
then take a very coarse comb, comb out
carefully and you have your plume as
good as ever.
A HANDY RECEPTACLE.
Novel aud Very Kffoctlvo Arrangement
for Holding Letters.
The fertility of inventive power is
shown nowadays in the novel and va
ried arrangements for holding the
small things that are apt to accumulate
and prove annoying if not kept o
derly. For letters this receptacle will
be cut from cardboard, formed in cres
cent shape and covered with white silk.
A pale-blue silk pocket crosses the low
er edge, and the word "letters" may he
marked in pla-gold, silver or sepia.
Ribbon bands radiate from the right
end of the pocket to the inner edge of
the crescent, and the article is suspend
ed by a ribbon loop, a bow being placed
at each end of the loop, and a dainty
Cupid painted on the crescent.—St.
Louis Republic.
Candy.
To two cupfuls of granulated nilgai
add the grated rind and half the juiced
a small orange, together with enough
cold water to thoroughly moisten the
sugar. When it comes to a lioil add
half a cupful of desiccated, or better,
freshly-grated cocoanut. Let it boil
without stirring until it stiffens in cold
water, so that you can take it up in n
very soft ball. Take from the fire and
set saucepan and all in a cool place un
til the sirup is nearly cool; then stir
vigorously until it becomes thick and
white, and pour quickly on a but
tered plate. Cut in squares.
To ItoHtoro lllearlicd llnlr,
Ilalr that lias been bleached by the
use of peroxide of hydrogen will return
to its natural color when the use of
the peroxide is discontinued, but the
change will he very gradual. Frequent
washes will hasten the process.
I'artttkon Of Previously.
ITowio —I could swear nobody has
.alien ray Hat off that hook since I hung
it there this morning. I've been here
all (lay. Bought the hat now when 1
same clown town. It was a perfect (it.
There it hangs just as it lias hung all
day. And yet it isn't the same hat.
This hat is a whole size larger than the
one 1 put on that hook this morning.
How do you explain it?
Appleawim—Spirits.—Chicago Trib
une.
Not In Ills Experience.
Mrs. Skinner (the landlady)— You ap
pear to be very interested in that bock,
Mr. Forthflohr. One of those realistic
novels, I suppose?
Mr. Forthflohr—lt is not realistic to
me, for I can hardly think such things
exist as 1 read of here.
Mrs. Skinner—What is the title of
the book?
Mr. Forthflohr—"Mrs. Fuller's Cook
Book."—Puck.
Rain Makes a Change.
A llttlo iron,
A cunning curl.
A box of powder,
A pretty girl
A little rain,
Away it goes;
A homely girl,
With a frecklod nose.
—ltohol'oth Herald.
THEN THE FIGHT BEGAN.
"Me man hasn't touched a drup for a
wake."
"Yis; Oi heard that Casey had stopped
his credit."—Judg-e.
riionographH in the Future.
Mother —What in the world shall we
io? Our son cannot aiYord to marry,
yet he is determined on it.
Father—l'll fix him. The very next
night he comes in late, I'll start that
Did phonograph to screeching' out some
Df your midnight talks to me. —N. Y.
Weekly.
Zealous Officer.
Officer Me Wart—Here, now! It is
agin the law to ride tliot wheel aim
the sidewalk.
Beginner—But I'm not riding; I'm
only trying to.
"Be jabers, thin, Oi will run ye in for
givin' an aklcyrobatic exhibition wid
out a license."—Cincinnati Tribune.
Got Daylight Through It.
Clubby—Did you know that Wcggy
actually put a bullet through his head
last night?
Willie—Weally! I thought that he
was particularly rational this looming
when I met him.—N. Y. World.
Scandalous.
Hojack—Did you hear how Skidmore
disgraced his family at church last
Sunday?
Tomdik—No; how was it?
Ilojack—The minister read two chap
ters from the Acts, anil he insisted on
going out between them.—Judge.
Why They Came Late.
Husband (in hat and overcoat) —Good
gracious! Haven't you got your coat
on yet?
ife—lt's all fixed, except tucking in
iny dress sleeves so they won't get
mussed. I'll he ready in half an hour.
-N. Y. Weekly.
At the Races.
Hill—How do you manage to win
every day?
Berg—A friend who knows all about
it tells me which horses to buy.
Hill—And you do just as he tells you?
Berg—No; just the opposite.—N. Y.
World.
Little Room.
Smithers—How many jokes on tlio
bathing suit have you written to-day,
Pen Dennis?
Pen Dennis—My dear hoy, there's
not room enough on the average bath
ing suit to write more than one.—Town
Topics.
Our Parlor Soldiery.
She—ls Mr. Dudley much of a mili
tary man?
lie (of "Ours")— Well, I should sav lie
was. lie can put on a fresh uniform
every morninif, with two changes dur
ing the day.—Detroit Free Press.
Conclusive Proof.
Mother—l sent you my photograph.
Don't you think it is a good likeness?
Married Daughter—Well, I should
say it is. It is so lifelike that when my
husband saw it he turned as pale as a
ghost. —Texas Siftings.
George W'us All Right.
Her Mother —I abhor kissing. The
idea of placing your lips to the lips of a !
mu n!
Herself But I don't, mamma.
George's mustache always proven is it.
—Brooklyn Life.
Another Widow Joke.
First Doctor—Well, doctor, I ha J a
peculiar case to day.
Second Doctor—What was it, please?
First Doctor I attended a grass
widow who is a filiated with hay fever.
—Oakland Times.
An Inducement.
"Why, you've already had four
wives!"
"Hut they are not alive, dearest."— I
Life.
In Th<hq Days.
"What is a fad?"
"One's pot sin. ' 1 —Puck
SUMMER VERSE.
Thro* the Wood.
There's a road loiding down thro* the wood
where 1 pass
On these diamond-docked mornings of May,
Soft and damp Is the track running close to
the grass
Where the saucv young buttercups play,
\n-1 the violets peon from the bid lug they keep
With such innocent, conflden*. oyes,
That I long to remain and remove the disguise
Needed out on the public highway
Oh. beautiful road of the wood l
So velvety, silont and gray.
The few who have followed our trail as
they should
Are xho nearest to Heaven to-day.
I have paused on my way thro* the sweet
scented wood
E'er I came to the turn for tbo town.
And my soul would havo stayed In tho shade
if it could.
And forgotten the doubtful renown
Of a battle for pelf, where tho good in one's
self
If discolored, distorted and mnrre 1,
And tho virtue* we love moot a snoering re
gard
Or the blight of an autocrat's frown.
Oh. happiest pathway of life!
The fault is in turning away
From our perfect delight to tho wither
ing strife
Of the city's delirous fray.
As 1 rest in tho dim lighted aisle on my way
To the scone of unequal debate,
I am tompte 1 by every con lition In play
To relinquish my purpose and wait
nut my heart heeds a cry it can never deny.
Tho' the violets mourn, half afraid
That at last I may fail to return to the shade
Prisined fast by a gloomier fate.
Dour road o' tho wood! may the fears
Of tho violets win mo at last.
With victories torn from the deeperat
A reproach to the desolato past
—George E. Bowen, in Chicago Inter Ocoan.
When All Goes Wrong or Well.
When all goes wrong about tho school;
When logic seems but folly;
When knotty problems vox tho brain
And make us melancholy:
When German verbs and substantives
Seem sadly disconnected,
And passing strange the way In which
Quadratics aro affocted;
Wacn Rome with Carthago wr declares
jxnd gives us care and sorrow-
When shall we frown and fret and fume?
To-morrow, boys, to-morrowl
When all goes well about the school;
When study is a pleasure;
When sclonco proves a source of Joy,
And tadpoles our chief trensuro:
When fractions aro a rare delight.
And Latin recreation:
When Father Time brings round the date
Of tho summer-tide vacation;
When life is young and skies are bright,
And ail tho world Is guy—
When shall wo smile, sing and rejoioey
To-day, dear girls, to-dayl
—E. E. Armstrong, In Outlook.
A Song of Night.
Through drifting cloud-fleece burn the stars,
(Tho mockingbird is singing)
Tho cattle stand by pasturo bars,
(Tho mocking bird is singing)
Down by the alders night-winds blow,
On swaying grasses dowdrops glow,
The roso drops petals soft as snow.
(Tho mocking bird is singing.)
The moonlight sifts o'er moaning pines,
(Tho mocking bird is singing)
Tho glo ming white road sadly winds
(The mocking bird is singing)
Around tho moadow. by tho mill,
Whore nil the noise of day is still,
And silent broods the whip-poor-will.
(Tho mocking bird Is singing.)
Tho song of night above day's death—
(Tho mocking bird is singing)
It needs no words, tho thing he salth
(Tho mocking bird Is singing)
With ovormoro that minor strain
Blont In tho haunting swoot refrain,
Such as hearts sing when taught by pain.
(Tho mocking bird is singing )
—lrono N. McKay, In Youth's Companion.
An Old-Fashioned Girl.
There's an old-fashioned girl in an old-fash
ioned street,
Dressed in old-fashioned clothes from her
head to hor foot;
And she spends all her tlmo In an old-fash
ioned way.
A-caring for poor people's children all day
She nevor has been to cotillon or ball,
And sho knows not tho stylo of the spring or
the fall;
Two Uundre 1 a year will suffice for her needs,
And an old-fashioned Hlblo is all that she
reads.
And sho has an old-fashioned heart, that Is
To a fellow who died In an old coat of blue.
With its buttons all brass—who Is waiting
above
For tho woman who loved him with old-fasb
ioued love.
—Philadelphia Times.
Only a Dream.
When wlntor winds were blowing,
And all the flowers wero dead,
I dreamed of Juno and roses.
And blue skies overhead.
Of days of perfect ploasure.
When you and I would go
Together all along tho way,
And glad to have it so.
Now June is here and the roses
Are lavish with their bloom,
And summer's gentle breezes
Aro rich with r.ire perfume,
Hut I am lone and lonely—
My dream did not prove true—
For you are gone, and June Is drear
As winter, without you.
—Miller Purvis, In Womunklnd
A Utility Day.
'Neath a lowering, leaden sky,
Tho day creeps drearily by;
Like tiny, magical hoofs,
Fall tho p '.ttering drops on tho roofs;
And the little ones at tho pauo
Woep with tho falling rain.
But the Jonquil, looking up.
Oilers her golden cup;
And tho lily's fragile form
Gratefully greets tho storm;
Tho \ iolet swoetor grows,
And blushlngly blooms tho rose
Then weep not, llttlo ones donr,
Sunshine is lingering near;
Its glowing rays will unfold
Pet als of purple and gold;
No quocn gives so rich a dower
As n long, soft, Bummor shower.
—Florence K Cooper, in N Y Independent
A Nover-Mind Fellow.
I nover mind tho weather—if it's springtime
many a tree
Is shakin' down its blossoms in a shower over
mo;
An' I know the girls alrgoin' where tho honey
suckles grow.
An' I seo the rivers flowin' an' I'm glad I'm
fur from snow.
I nover mind the weathor—if It's summer,
woll, I seem
To pull myself together an' Jost dream au
dream an' dream I
For tho roses roll around mo in a perfect foam
An' tho good Lord runs the weathor, an' It's
all alike to me I
I nover mind tho weather—if it's winter, well,
1 see
A dozen happy facet round the llresldo for
An' 1 know the kettle's steainin', an' 1 know
the lire's bright,
An' 1 see blue eyes a-beamin', an' I'm all at
home at uighti
-JS. Y Mere
for infants and Children.
THIRTY yearn' observation of Castoria with the patronage of
millions of persons, permit ns to Kpoak of it without gnessinq.
It is unquestionably the best remedy for Infants and Children
the world has ever known. It is harmless Children like it. It
gives them health. It wiUjmvo_ their_lives._ln it Mother* have
■omething which in absolutely safe and practically perfect an a
child's medicine.
Castoria destroys "Worms.
Castoria allays Feverishness.
Castoria prevents vomiting Sour Curd.
Castoria cures Diarrhoea and Wind Colio.
Castoria relieves Teething Troubles.
Castoria cures Constipation- and Flatulency.
Castoria neutralizes the effects of carbonic acid gas or poisonous air.
Castoria does not contain morphine, opium, or other narcotic property.
Castoria assimilates the food, regulates tho stomach and bowels,
giving healthy and natural sleep.
Castoria is put np in one-size bottles only. It is not sold in hulk.
Don't allow any one to sell yon anything else on tho plea orpromise
that it is just as good " and " will answer every purpose."
Seo that you get C-A-S-T-Q-R-I-A.
Thefac-simne - U on-very
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Children Cry for Pitcher's Castoria.
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Kiljordan—Kajones, you aro a gen*
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Dr. Flower having occasion to trcnl
the family of Sam Jolmsing for malaria,
remonstrated with Sam for having the
pig pen so near his residence.
"Wat's do reason 1 ought ter put do
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asked Sam.
"Because it is unhealthy," replied the
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"Reckon you is mistaken," replied
Sam; "dat pen hits been dar for two
yea lis, and dar ain't been no sicklies*
yit among de hogs."—Texas Sittings.
Foes In the Field.
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His enomy, the city boy,,
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