Wolff tins beon dlseoverotl within tho limits of Halt Luko city. What's all uin;i ? In ottr peculiar vernacular, wesay a hump ou a log and a bump on a human bolng. What one might call a bump another one Would call a thump. Thus wo have a bump from a thump and a thuinpfrom a hump, lu like manner, a brulso may cause a bump, nnd a btnnp may cause a bruise, or perhaps n thump may CHUSO both. Well, what's tho difference, su long as wo suffer from either bump or. bruiuo, wo want to get rid of it. That s I mo, nnd tho surest, quickest way to cure a brulso Is nt once to uso Hr. Juoobs Oil. Ihon Iho question will bu not whet It is, but it was. a it will promptly disappear. Scrofula lufcfcts tho blooj of humanity. It nppoars in varied forms, but is forced to yield to Hood's Sarsaparilla, which purifios and vitalizes the blood and euros all such diseases. Read this: ''ln September, 1894,1 made a mlsstop and injured my anklo. Very soon afterwards A Bore two inches across formed, and In walking to favor it I sprninod my anklo. Tho soro bo camo worse; I could not put my boot on, and I thought I should havo to glvo up at every stop, I oould not got any reilof and had to stop work. I read of a euro of a sim ilar case by Hood's Sarsaparllla and con cluded to try it. Before I had taken all of two bottlos tho soro had healed and tho swelling had gono down. My * Is now woll and I havo been greatly bono filed otherwise. I havo increased in weight and am in better health, I cannot any enough in praiso of Hood's Sarsapnrillu." MRS. H. BLAKE, South Borwiok, Mo. This and othor similar euros provo that Sarsaparilla * Is the Ono True Blood Purifier. All Druggists. $1 Prepared only by O. I. Hood & Co., lawcll, Muss. KrtfYfS'c SSfiSfe The best fumilv cathrtlc KGISU S HuS an I liver stimulant. 20c. _ p N~U 10 00 Because ho had palpitation of tho heart, Mr. A. J. Allon determined to quit smoking, no thought tho to bacco habit was tho cnusoof his trouble, but when ho ccaaod smoking tho pulsations of tho heart wero moro violent than over. Mr. Allon is ' a registered chemist of Lynn, Muss., and nt sooond thought he concluded that, it tobacco wasn't tho cause, It must b3 acute dyspepsia, nis knowledge of chemistry naturally prompted him to tako Ripans Tabulos, well knowing their efficacy indleordors of tho stomach, livor aud bowels. Quick relief followed, and now thoro is no moro distress iu tho region of his heart. But tho re markable p irt of Mr. Allon's exper ience follows: Ho decided to forego smoking anyhow, and discovered that Ilipaos Tubules not only satis fied the longing for tobacco, which nil smokors aro familiar with, but at first he actually lookod forward with pleasure to tho three periods each day when ho took tho Tabulos. Mr. Allon no longer smokes, and his no desire to, nor does ho tako the Tabulei. Ho is a woll man, and does not need medicine of any kind. Mr. Allen believes Ripans Tabulos will prove a powerful aid to any man who desires to abandon tho tobacco habit. Rlpans TaLu'es aro sold by dr'ig-U.ttd, or bv mat li" the prlco (3i ci-nte ii b •;<) Is neat t i The Hip,an ('h.-Miil'al (■ •inpaay, Nj. 10 Hprueo at, New York. S .mp.u via", 10 on * . To the Subscribers of this Paper. It ft SOLID silver plated JEA SPOONS 8 Eq vfil'"'' Coin Silverware Co., of Columbus, Ohio, will furnish to each of N TO tlio subscribers of this paper, six solid silver plated teaspoons man- h| pi u ufactured for this Company. These spoons are chased in design, full H fed size spoons and handsomely engraved, plated on solid white metal, and uro W TO guaranteed to last for years. The teaspoons manufactured for this Com- hg puny are well known and there Is nothing finer of tho grade put 011 the c? £ij market by any other manufacturers; they are such ns sell in tho stores A TO for a dollar a set. We do not put any expense in the matter of packing bj re] tliem; they are sent securely by mail, as it is tho spoons we are anxious KJ few to give subscribers, and not a fancy velvet case, and ns they uro Intended W CM for every day use they can he put Into the silver basket at once, and used m Wi without delay. Teaspoons are such a necessity of our daily life that we f, fed thought something of this kind would be more highly appreciated than H TO pictures or thermometers, or any Other of the novelties that are sent out rjj at this season of the year. R THE CONDITIONS. [J TO All that you are required to do Is to cut out the Coupon below and send [a it with 19 two-cent postage stamps to the Coin Silverware Co., Columbus, H his Ohio, and six solid silver-plated teaspoons will be shipped promptly and La TO guaranteed to be first-class In every respect. G TO CUT THIS COUPON OUT. G | f PREMIUM COUPON I—T/i/a1 — T/i/a if* to oortify f/infT^j if .CTSWTOjaTr—. - —■■ ■naam n fit tl IROr lltOV of tllio Sy r\j j| paper an<l entitled to tho aix milvor-platotl ton- (KL L (ipoonfi and th&y are to bo sont to my ndtlreaa H pr * n kj Address all orders for these spoons to the Coin Sllverwnre Co., Columbus, M F\j Ohio, who will promptly fill the orders for the spoons, which are guaran- Mi ten teed to be of the very best quality and workmanship. N COSW SILVERWARE CO.. Starr Avenue, M TniS ADVERTISEMENT WII.L NOT APPEAR AOAIN. ColUlTlbllS, OSIIO. fro Going to Sonth Africa. During the last year or two there has been something of a migration of min ers from the Western States to South Africa, and advertisements of rates and routes to South Africa are printed In most of the mining papers. The movement seems to have extended to others than the miners, and may in dicate that the emigrants have not fared badly. A man advertises in a recent Issue of a Deadwood paper that he will sell at a bargain his saloons in Deadwood and in Lead, as he Intends going to South Africa. Whether lie ex pects to make money out of t ae miuei or tho miners be doesn't statt, Fattenlug lio-n Cost* O.io Cent. The editor recently heard of a farmor fat tening hogs at loss than one cont a pound. This was made possiblo through the sowing of Salzer's King Barley, yielding over 100 bu. per acre, Golden Triumph Corn, yielding 200 bu. per acre, and tho feeding on Sand Vetch, Teosinte, Hundredfold Peas, etc. Now, with such yields, tho growing of hogs is more profitable than a silver jnino. Salzer's catalogue is full of rare things for tho farmor, gardonor and citizen, and the editor believes that it would pay overybo ly a hundred-fold to get Satzor's catalogue be fore purchasing seeds. IF YOU WILL CUT THIS OUT AND SEND it with 10 cents postage to the John A. Balzor Seed Co., La Crosse, Wis., they will mall you their mammoth seed catalogue and 10 samples of grasses and grains, including above corn and barley. Catalogue alone, 5c postage. (A.) Deafness Cannot tie Cured a local applications, as they cannot recch the eased portion of the ear. There is only o;ie way to cure deafness, and that is hv conatitu tional remedies. Deafness is caused by an in flamed condition of the mucous lining of the Eustachian Tubo. When this tube gets in flamed you have a rumbling sound or imper fect hearing, and when it is entirely closed Deafness is the result, and unless the inflam mation can be taken out and this tube re- Stored to its normal condition, hearing will be estroyed forever. Nine cases out of ten- are caused by catarrh, which is nothing but an in flamed condition of the mucous tuirfnces. We will give One Hundred Dollars for any case of Deafness (caused by catarrh) that can not bo cured by Hall's Catarrh Cure, fleud for circulars, free. F. J. CHENEY 4C Co., Toledo, O. \SJ Sold by Druggists. 75c. Come West for Your Seed. That's what wo say, because it's tho Salzer's Wisconsin grown seeds aro bred to OArliness and produce tho earliest vegeta bles in tho world. Right alongside of othor Bocdmen's earliest, his aro twenty days ahead! Just try his curliest pens, radishes, lettuce, cabbage, etc. Ho is tho largest grower of farm and vogotablo soods, potatoes, grasses, clovers, eto. IF YOU WILL CUT THIS OUT AND BEND IT to the John A. Salzor Sood Co., La Crosso, Wis., with 10c. postage, you will got sample package of Early Bird Radish (ready in 10 days) and their groat calaloguo. Catalogue alone 50. postage. Host of All To cleanse the system in a gentlo and truly beneficial manner, when tho Springtime comes, use tho true and perfect remedy. Syrup of Figs. One bottle will answer for all tho family, and costs only GO conts; tho largo Bizo SI. Buy tho genuine. Manufactured by tho California Fig Syrup Company only, and for sale by all drusrg'sts. Tho height of Iler Majesty Queen Victoria is 4 feet 9 inches. Nothing in bath or laundry so good as borax. Dobbins' irioating-13orax Soap needs but one trial to prove its valuo. Coats same us poorer flout ing soap. No one has ever triod it without buy lug more. Your grocer has it. The Turks would lmve tho world bolievo that tho Armenians committed suicide. Dr. Kilmer's SWAMP ROOT cures all Kidney and Bladder troubles. l'ftmphlet and consultation freo. Laboratory, Binghampton,N.Y. Tho population of Newfoundland has in - creased from 10,000 in ITSGto 202,000 in 1891. BRONCHITIS. Sudden changes of the weather enuse BronchialTrouhles. "lirnirn's Bronchial Iritchca" will give eflfeclivo relief. There are 132,000 servants, men and women, in Paris. FITS stopped freo by Dm KLINE'S GREAT NERVF. RESTORER. NO fits after first day's use. Marvelous cures. Treatise and £2.00 trial bottle free. Dr. Kline, 031 Arch St., Pa. Mrs. Winslow's Soothing SyrupforChildren teething, softens tho gums,reduces inflamma tion, allays pain; cures wind colic. 25ea bottle. I iso's Cure for Consumption is an A No. I Asthma medicine.—\V. R. WILLIAMS, Auti ooh, 111., April 11, IMU. If afflicted with eoro eyes use Dr. Isaac Thomp son's Eye-water. Druggist's sell at 25c per bottle IN ABSENCE. Wlion shadows dim the meadow-gold, and mignonette and musk Porfumo through evory scented fold the gar ments of the dusk, When all the heavens are yearning to tho first faint silver star, My spirit loans across to you, beloved, from afar. When courier winds begin to ride tho high ways of tho dawn, And up the orient hills, in pride, the car of day is drawn, Even as the bridegroom, Sol, appears, and Earth's dismays are done, 0 love from out tho dark and tears,arise and be my sun! —Margaret Armour, in Black and Whito. A CHILD OF SILENCE. BY MYRTLE REED. ("3* IGHP at the end of tho street stood tho little V "x/>S whito house Jack Ward was pleased to call his I own. Five years he had lived there, he and °1 _ Dorothy. How happy C* A29 they had been! But things seemed to have gone wrong some way, since—since the baby died in the spring. A sob came into Jack's throat, for tho little face had haunted him all day. Never a sound had tho baby lips uttered, and the loudest noises had not disturbed his rest. It had seemed almost too much to bear, but tbey had loved him more, if that were possible, because ho was not as other children were. Jiek had never been recon ciled, but Dorothy found a world of consolation in the closing paragraph of a magazine urticlo on the subject. "And yet we cannot believe these Children of Silence to be unhappy. Mrs. Browning says that 'closed eyes see more truly than ever open do,' and may there not be another world of music for those to'whom our own is Boundless? In a certain sense they are utterly beyond the pain that life al ways brings, for never can they hear the cruel words beside which physical hurts sink into insignificance. So pity them not, bat believe that He knoweth best, and that what seems wrong and bitter is often His truest kindness to His children." Dorothy read it over and over nntil she knew it by heart. Thero was a certain comfort in tho thought that ho need not suffur—that ha need never find what a woalth of bitterness lies in that one little word—life. And when the hard day came she tried to bo thankful, for she knew that he was safer still; tried to see the kindness that had taken him back into lha Un known Silence of which he was the Child. Jaok went up the steps this mild winter eveniug, whistling softly to himself, and opened the door with his latch key. "Where are yon, girlio?" "Up stairs, dear; I'll bs down in a minute," and even as she spoke Dor othy came into tho room. In spite of her black gown and the hollows under her eyes sho was a very pretty women. Sho knew it, and Jaok did, too. That is, he had known, but ho had forgotten. "Here's the evening paper." He tossed it into her lap a3 sho sat down by the window. "Thank you." She wondered vaguely why Jack didn't kiss her as ho used to, nud theu dismissed the thought. Sho was growing accus tomed to that sort of thing. "How nice of you to come by tho early train! I didn't espeot you till later." "There wasn't much going on in town, BO I loft the office early. Any mail? No? Guess I'll take .Tip out for a stroll." The fox terrier at his foet wagged his tail approvingly. "Want to go, Jip?" Jip answered decidedly in the affirm ative. "All right, como on," and Dorothy watched tbo two go down the street with an undeliued feeling of pain. She lit the prettily shaded lamp and tried to read the paper, but tho political news, elopements, murders, and suicides lacked interest. She won dered what had come between her and Jack. Something had ; there was no question of that, bui:—well, it would come straight some time. Per liajjs she was morbid and nnjust. She couldn't ask him what was tho matter without making him angry, and she liad tried so hard to make hiui happy. Jip anuouueed his arrival at the front door with a series of sharp barks and an uumistakable scratch. She opened it as .Tuck sauntered slow ly up the walk, and passed her with the remark, "Diuner ready? I'm as hungry as a bear." Into tho cozy dining room they went, Jip first, thou Jack, and then Dorothy. The ctaiutily served meal satisfied the iuuer man, and ho did not notice that she ate but little. She honestly tried to be entertaining, and thought she succeeded fairly well. After dinner lie retired into the depths of tho evening paper, and Dorothy stitched away at her embroidery. Suddenly Jack looked at his watch. "Well, it's half-past seven, and I'vo got to go over to Mrs. Brown's to practice a duet with her for to-mor row." Dorothy trembled, but only said, "Oh, yes, th-duot. What is it tliiu lime?" " 'Calvary,' I guess. That seems to take the multitude better than any thing we sing. No, Jip, not this time. Good-by—l won't be gone long." The <loor mummm., end Dorothy Was alone. She put away her embroidery and walked tho floor restlessly. Mrs. Browu was a pretty widow, always well dressed, and she sang divinely. Dorothy could not sing a note, though Bhe played fairly well, and Jack got Into a habit of taking Mrs. Crown new UIUSIO and going over to sing it with her. An obliging neighbor who had oalled that afternoon had remarked maliciously that Mr. Ward and Mrs. Brown seemed to be very good friends. Dorothy smiled with whito lips, and tried to say pleasantly, "Yes, Mrs. Brown is charming, don't you think so? lam sure that if I were a man I should fall in love with her." The neighbor rose to go, and by way of a parting shot roplied, "That seems to be Mr. Ward's idea. Lovely day, isn't it? Come over when you can." Dorothy was too stunned to reply. She thought seriously of telling Jack, but wisely decided not to. These sub urban towns were always gossipy. Jack would think she didn't trust him. And now he was at Mrs. Brown's again 1 The pain was almost blinding. She went [to tho window and looked out. The rising moon shone fitfully upon tho white signs of sorrow in tho littlo churchyard far to the left. Sho threw a shawl over her head and went out. In feverish haste she walked over to the little "God's Acre," where the Child of Silence was buried. She found the spot and sat down. A thought of Mrs. Browning's ran through her mind: Tbauk God, bless God, all ye who suffer not More grief than yo can woep lor— then some way tho tears came; a blessed rush of relief. "Oh, baby dear," she sobbed, press ing her lips to the cold turf nbovo him, "I wish I was down there besido you, as still and as dreamless as you. You don't know what it means—you never would have jknown. I'd rather be a stone than a woman with a heart. Do you think if I could buy death that I wouldn't tako it and come down there besido you? It hurt me to lose you, but it wasn't the worst. You would have loved me. Oh, my Child of Silence I Come baok, come baok 1" How long she stayed there sho never knew, bnt the heart pain grow easior after a while. She pressed her lips to the turf again. "Good night, baby dear. Good night. I'll come again. You haven't lost your_mother, even if sho has lost you!" Fred Bennett passed by the unfre quented spot, returning from an er rand to that part of town, and ho hoard tho last words. He drew baok into the shadow. The slight black figure appeared on the eidowalk a few feet ahead of him, and puzzled him not a little. He followed cautiously and finally decided to overtake her. As sho heard his step behind her she looked around timidly. "Mrs. Ward 1" His tone betrayed surprise, and ho saw that her eyes were wet and her white, drown face was tear stained. She shuddered. A new trouble faced her. How long had he been following her? He saw her distress and told his lio bravely. "I just camo around tho cor ner here." Her relieved look was worth the sac rifice of his conscientious scruples, he said to himself afterward. "I may walk home with you, may I not?" "Certainly." Sho took his offered arm and tried to chat pleasantly with her old friend. Soon they reached the gate. She dropped his arm and said good-night unsteadily. Bennett could boar it no longer, and ho took both her hands in his own. "Mrs. Ward, you nro in trouble. Tell me J perhaps I can help you." She was silent. "Dorothy, you will let me call you so, will you not? You know how much I cared for you, in a boy's impulsive fashion, in the old days when we were at school; you know that I am your friend now—as true a friend as a man can be to a wo man. Tell me, Dorothy, and lot mo help you!" There was a rustle of silk ou tho pavement, and her caller of tho after noon swept by without speaking. Al ready Dorothy know the story wbioh would bo put in circulation ou tho morrow. Bennett's clasp tightened on her cold fingers. "Tell, mo, Dorothy, and let mo help yon 1" ho said again. Tho impulse to tell him grow stronger, and sho controlled it with difficulty, "ft is nothing, Mr. Ben nett, I—l have a headache." "I Bee, and you came out for a breath of fresh air. Pardon me. I am suro you will bo better iu tho morn ing. Good night, and God bless you —Dorothy." Ho walked away rapidly, and sho lingered ou the poro'a till she could no longer hear his footsteps. Sho left a lamp iu tho hall aud went up to bed. "Jack won't bo homo till Into," she said to herself, "and ho will want the light." So tho tired head dropped 011 its pil low, and sho stared slcoplossly at tho ceiiiug. Meauwliile Baunott was ou his way to Mrs. Brown's eottago. His mind was made up, aud he would speak to Jack. Ho had heard a great deal of idle gossip, and it would probably cast him Jack's friendship, but ho would at least have the satisfaction of kuowiug that ho had tried to do somethiug for Dorothy. He rang tho ball, and Mrs. Brown beraelf answered it. "Good evening, Mrs. Brown. No, thank yon, I won't come iu. Just ask Jack if I may see him on a matter of business." Ward, bearing bis friend's voice, was already at tho door. "I'll be wit 1 you in a miDUte, Fred," be said. "Good night, Mrs. Brown; I am sure we shall got along famously with the duet," and the two men wont siowly down tile street. They wont ou in silence {till Jack said, "Weil, Bennett, what is it? Yon don't call a fellow out like this unless it is something serious." "It is serious, Jack; it's Dor —Mrs. ; Ward." | "Dorothy? I confess IVi as much iu the dark as ever," "It's this way, Jaok. She's in trouble." "Jaolt, you know I'm a friend of yourpj I have been ever sinoe I've known you. If you don't take what I'm going to say as I mean it, you're not the man I think you are." "Go on, Fred, I understand you. I was only thinking." "Perhaps you don't know it, but the town is agog with what it is pleased to term your infatuation for Mrs. Brown." Jack smothered a pro fane exolamation, and Bennett con tinued : "Dorothy is eating her heart out over the baby. She was in the cemetory to-night sobbing over his grave, and talking to him liue a mad woman. 1 came up the back stroet, and after a little I overtook her and walked home with her. That's how I happon to know. And don't think for a moment that sho hasn't heard the gossip. Sho has, only she's too proud to speak of it. And, Jack, old man, I don't believo you've negleoted her intentionally, but begin again and show how much yea care for her. Good night." Bennett left him abruptly, for the old love of Dorothy was strong to night; not the litful, flaming passion of his boyhood, but the deeper, ten derer love of his whole life. Jack was strangely affected. Dear little Dorothy! Ho had neglected her. "I don't deservo her," ho said to himself, "but I will." He passed a florist's shop, and a tender thought struck him. Ho would buy Dorothy some roses. He went in and ordered a box of American Beauties. A stiff silk rustled beside him, and he lifted his hat courteously. "Going home, Mr. Ward? It's early, isn't it? But," with scaroely a peroeptibie emphasis, "it's—none— too soon!" Then, as her eager eyo caught a glitnpso of the roses, "Ah, but you men are sly I For Mrs. Brown?" Jaok took his package and respond od icily, "Ho. For Mrs. Ward." "Cat!" he muttered under his breath as he went out. And that lit tlo word in the mouth of a man means a great deal. Ha entered tho house, and was not surprised to find that Dorothy had re tired. She never waited for him now. He took tho roses from tho box and went npstairs. "Hello, Dorothy I" as tho palo faoe rose from the pillow,in surprise. "I'vo brought you somo roses I" Dorothy aotually blushed. Jaok hadn't brought her arose for three years; not sinoa the day tho baby was born. He put them iu water, and came and sat down beside her. "Dear little girl, your head aohes, doesn't it?" He drew her up beside him and put his cool Jfingers on the throbbing temples. Her heart beat quickly and happy tears filled her eyes as Jack bent down and kissed her ten dorly. "My swootheartl I'm so sor ry for the pain!" It was the old lovor-liko tone, and Dorothy lookod up. "Jack," sho said, "you do love me, don't you?" His arms tightened about hor. "My darling, I love yon better than any thing in the world. You are tho dearest littlo woman I ever saw. It isn't muoh of a heart, dear, but, you've got it all. Crying? Why, what is it, sweetheart?" "The baby," she answered brokenly, and his eyes overflowed, too. "Dorothy dearest, you know that was best. Ho wasn't like—" Jack could not soy the hard words, but Dorothy understood and drew his face down to hers again. Then she closed her eyes, and Jack held her till she slept. Tho dawn found his arias still around her, and when the early church bells awoke her from a happy droam sho found tho reality sweet and and tho heartache a thiug of tho past.— Muusoy's Magaziue. Bears in Carnlle'ds, In tho district of Raohinsk, in tho Trans-Caucasus, bears aro regarded as the worst enemies of tho maize fields, and when tho season for tho maize cobs to ripen comes round, tho popu lation take all possible stops to pro tect the fruits of their toil. In the evening, says our consul at Batoum, tho peasant, armed with a gnu, a kin jal, a stout oaken cudgel, or whatever other weapon he can secure, takes all tho dogs ho possesses with him nud goes oil to the Hold, where ho sleep lessly guards his maizo during tho whole night, sometimes at the risk of his lifo. Ho passes tho night in tiring oft his gun and continual shouting, while during the day he is forced to work to tho utmost of his powers, see ing that it is just at this period, i. e., when the maize is ripening, that ho has to thresh his whoat, gather iu his crop of beans, repair his winnower, and make ready tho places for storing his maize. If a bear gets into a maize field iu which he does not expect to bo disturbed during the whole night, he first sets to work ami gorges him self; then, feeling heavy, ho begins to roll and sprawl on his bask. Hav ing sprawled about a bit, the bear be gins to feel playful, and it is then that the maize stalks sutler most se verely; tucking his legs under him, he rolls head over heels from one end of the field to tho other, and in Iris courso he naturally brenks and rolls down everything in his way, render ing tho whole crop useless.—London News. Claimed Ho Invented Matches. Johann Irfnyi died a few days ago in Hungary, nt the age of seventy' nine. He was 0:19 o! the five or sis parsons who claimed to be the in ! ventor of matches in their prosoni form. He brought out his invention in Vienna in 1836, and a factory wai ( started to worn it. For the last few years he noted as Government in- Director of match factories in Hungary.! Ho (lied a poor man. I The Ins and Outs of It. ? If you get best wear out of a coat, best work must JKT (raffi have gone into it. You can't get good bread out of (I|P JpC poor flour. JIIL Moral: You can't get the best out of anything, unless vfpy the best is in it; and the best has to be put in before it can be taken out. Now, we have a rule to test those mjjjjj) sarsaparillas with a big "best" on the bottle. "Tell us ||B|) what's put in you and we'll decide for ourselves about jggf *' le best." That's fair. But these modest sarsaparillas (|®p Jglf say: "Oh! we can't tell. It's a secret. Have faith in Jit fjlfp the label." .. . Stop 1 There's one exception; one sar- ||||) /jptC saparilla that has no secret to hide. It's Ayer's. If you (I®/ want to know what goes into Ayer's Sarsaparilla, ask /Ilk your doctor to write for the formula. Then you can /(ppi satisfy yourself that you get the best of the sarsaparilla (Q)) argument when you get Ayer's. Any doubt left ? Get the 41 Curebook." It kills doubts but cures doubters. Address: J. C.AyerCo.i Lowell, Mass. j y I | "Pass Your Plate/' S Prices of all commodities \ 3 have been reduced except tobacco. £ H " Battle Ax tf is up to date. 3 Low Price; High Grade; Delicious 5 £ Flavor. For 10 cents you get \ 3 almost twice as much "Battle Ax " £ S as of other high grade goods. The % other 10 cent pieces of equal quality. Iffi THEBOX 1 BIU (I -B This is Walter Baker & Co.'s Cocoa | box-bc sure ,hat y° u dont eet au WALTER BAKER & Co., Ltd., Dorchester, Mass. " Fool's Haste Is Nae Speed." Don'l Hurry the Work Unless You Use SAPOLIO _ The World'* ttuvlleal foUlo. | That's Ralzcr'a Earliest, (It for uso la 29 Mays. Snlzor's now late potato, Champion ! of the World, is pronounced tho heaviest yioldor in tho world, and wo challenge you to produce its equal! 10 acres to Salter's I Earliest Potatoes yield 4000 bushels, sold in ! June at fil a bushel -t4OOO. That pays. A word to tho wise, eto. Now IF YOU WII.T, our TUTS OUT ANO SKNO It with 10c. postage to the John A. Salzer Suo.l • Co., La Crosse, Wis., yon will got, free, 10 | packages grains and grasses, including Too- ! sinte, Lnthyrus, Hand Vetch, Giant Sparry, I Giant Clovor, etc., and our mammoth seed j catalogue. (A.) j yt ASTHMA ,POFfiaK?ASJHWA SPECIFIC 8 SdSewßauaramncr scssjseiaw WEI | Drifting Machines ELL tor any depth. I.nte Improvement*. All Alnni>v Pnlff. 1 LOOMIS & NYMAN, Tiffin, Ohio. | 'Mil: AKNJIOTOII < O. dies half t'io wor!d'i 1 v In-.inul liioductx, hu'.-niite It ha* reduce I t! cult ilivni power to I -i hat It wa . It li u* mau' I :i;P K | l'ior. '"lt| ! ' S li l " 0 "d S el llalviu J !f"|''■ lifter Oum ! p. \V n ImtlK Tllil.i< and Kn. J | irt vfts. s eel Hnzz Siw Fniuc. SBMOk Frist Cutters and Fied Or'n lera, T[ on npplii'Hti mi ir will uumo •no of the** rt|i'!i. i lui' I' w ill furnish uutil January Ist o i j j J;.- usual prior. 1' elso makes Tanks and I'ltutpa ol ■n I kind-. Send foi catalogue. Factor)', I.til. Hock \mil nud Fillmore Streets, Chlcazo. J . QSSAiWEEKAGENTS 1 tl *.r traveling, laillrn or c-*tito. •rlttug fl \i Nnitonal i'uteul Sih W->l*er, J - SVf 6 jlj beet itiada. simple, durable, low price, \ * asl and honoatly mnde. wm>hi mid i i * r&: dries oiilies In two uiinuiua, no muca. i • slop, acaidiii tiufrrrs or In okn liUlms ' a child can operate, every one wurraot. u one in u locality menus u sale to all the iieighbntf. mils on iti<"tit. every family lnvn, permaiieiit situation, writ I'll inif'ii'V, World Co., I -' I'olutulitia, Ohio sPs l ® Marphlti" Hlilt Cnrert In IS F? £. n linn to 2l linii, NM pay till mired, U-u t DR. J.STEPHENS. Lebanon.o;d, N L' 10 "IrS WHISKY hahltf enrcd. BOOR went ♦i ItIHJ PS KB. Ilr. B. M. HOOU.Kt. 11l IVTA. f.4. ! . LIJ in tl'oi't. hv R| jfppsag
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