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.
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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.
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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.
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"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
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! 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.
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