April, May nro most emphatically iho months
for taking a good blood purifier, because (ho
system is now most in need of such a med
icine, and bccauso it more quickly responds
to medicinal qualities. In winter impuritios
do not pass cut of tho body freoly, but ac
cumulate in tho blood. Tho best medicine
to purify, enrich and vitalizo the blood, and
thus give strength and build up tho system,
is Hood's tiursaparil a. Thousands tako it ns
their Spring Medicine, and more are taking
it today than ever before. If you are tired,
"out of sorts," nervous, have bad taste in
tho morning, aching or dizzy head, sour
stomach nnd feel all run down, a course of
Hood's Sursaparilla will put your whole
body in good order and make you strong and
vigorous. It is tho ideal Spring Medicine
and true norvo tcnic, becauso
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Hood's Pills cS
The branches of the Mississippi havo ur.
segregate length of 15,000 miles.
Frost, Frolic and Huslncß?.
The wind over frozen pounds and lakes,
over snow-fields of plains and open country,
>!s heavily charged with frost and flno par
•Uclcs of frozon matter. It is tho most pene
trating way for chill to set in. Sudden
•warmth, sudden chill, and severe colds.
•Girla and boys skating, driving for pleasure
or busiucss, and men at work all out know
Iho difference in temporaluro. Yet tho
roungsters skato away and with mouth open
laughing tako in a doso of sorethroat.
Drivers and workmen throw aside wraps and
ill know tho next day from soreness and stitT
ncss what suddojt chill means. Now tho
best thinglo do when housed is to rub well
it once with St. Jacobs Oil. If you do, you
will not havo sorethroat; or if you aro stilt
iml sore, it will cure by warming tho surface
to throw out the chill.
'iho World's Ifittvlleai Potato.
That's Balzer's Earliest, lit for uso in £3
days. S.dzor's now lalo potato, Champion
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to produce its equal! 10 acres to Salzer's
Earliest Potatoes yield 4000 bushels, sold ia
Juno at -f l a bushel—llooo. That pays. A
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packages grains and grasses, including Teo
sinto, Lnlhyrus, Sand Vetch, Giant Spurry,
Giant Clover, etc., and our mammoth seod
cataloguo.
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Gladness Comes
Witli a better understanding of tho
transient nature of the many pliys*
ical ills which vanish before proper ef
forts—gentle efforts—pleasant efforts—
rightly directed. There is comfort in
the knowledge that so many forms of
sickness are not due to any actual dis
ease, but simply to a constipated condi
tion of the system, which the pleasant
family laxative, Syrup of Figs, prompt
ly removes. That is why it is the only
remedy with millions of families, and is
everywhere esteemed so highly by all
who value good health. Its beneficial
effects are clue to the fact, that it is tho
one remedy which promotes internal
cleanliness, without debilitating tho
organs on which it acts. 11 is therefore
all important, in order to get its bene
ficial effects, to note when you pur
chase, that you havo the genuine article,
which is manufactured by tho California
Fig Syrup Co. only, and sold bj' all rep
utable druggists.
If in the enjoyment of good health,
and the system is regular, then laxa
tives or other remedies are not needed.
If afflicted with any actual disease, ono
may be commended to the most skillful
physicians, but if in need of a laxative,
then one should have the best, and with
the well-informed everywhere, Syrup of
Figs stands highest and is most largely
used and gives most general satisfaction.
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AS YE WOULD.
If I should see
A brothor languishing in sore distress,
And I should turn and leave hiin com- j
forties?,
When I might be
A messenger of hope and happiness-
How could I ask to havo what I denied,
Iu my own hour of bitterness supplied?j
If I might share]
A brother's load along the dusty way,
Au 11 should turn and walk alono that day,
llow could I dare—
When In the evening watch I knelt to pray-
To ask for help to Lear my pain and loss,
If I had heeded not my brother's cross?
If I might sing
A little song to cheer a fainting heart—
And I should seal my lips and sit apart,
Whon I might bring
A bit of sunshino for life's aolie and smart —
llow could I hope to have my grief re
lieved.
If I kept silent whon my brother grieved?
And so I know
That day is lost wheroin I fail to lend
A helping hand to some wayfaring friondj
But if it show
A burden lightened by the choer I send,
Then do I hold tho golden, hours well
spent,*
And lay mo down to sleep in sweet con
tent.
—Edith Virginia Bradt.
THE LITTLE OLD MAN.
BY OABOBINE CAMBLOS.
tUITE high up in a high
house, iu a poor
quarter of Paris, lived
a little old mau. Ho
blew a horn every
night in iho orchestra
of a theatre. It was
rumored he had saved
considerable money.
What he would do with this money no
one knew; only the mothers in the
kouso hoped he would remember their
children when he died. For he loved
the children in tho house.
There were many children, for many
families lived there, so he bad much
to love. When ho went to rehearsal
he had to clear a passage on tho stairs,
the little ones crowded so to meet him.
Ho usually had a paper of sweetmeotg
for them. Again, when a child of tho
house was missed, its mother would
trudge up the mauy stairs to the top
most room aud say: "M. Clerville,
my little one should bo here," and,
sure enough, thero it would be.
When tho little ones were disobedi
ent, you had but to say: "Ab, if M.
Clervillo could see you uow," and the
uaughtiest one became au angel of
goodness.
His lovo for their children made the
mothers hope he would some timo
bestow somo of his savings upon
Jaqueline, Armand, and tho like. For
he had lived hero for noarly eighteen
years, had worked oil that timo and
spent but little, so ho must have savod
much." Aud for what? No one evor
came to see him, he went no where but
to the theatre, aud ho had no friends
save the children.
They did not know that the little
old man was hourding aud saving for
a child ho had never seen.
It was like this: He had onoe
thought that hu could composo a great
opera. For years and years he had
dreamed about it, worked at it. In
theso year 3 he had earned but little
money, his wife toiling hard to sup
port herself and her daughter. At
last, just before the daughter's mar
riage, M. Clervillo finished his opera,
sent it to a manager, and had it re
turned to hun. His wife was angry ;
she had stood so much. She and her
daughter left the disappointed man,
nnd he had never seen them from that
day to this.
He knew that his daughter had mar
ried, that a little child had come. He
determined to work anil save for this
little child. Ho put away his opera,
nnd went into au orchestra. This was
eighteen years ago. He had lost sight
of his wife and child, and grnndohild ;
they had drifted somewhere. But ouo
dream remained to him; he would
somo time have a goodly sum of money,
and then he would hunt out his grand
child and givo it to her, thus proving
he had not been entirely useless iu the
world. Ho always thought of her as
a littlo child. For this reason ho loved,
all children.
Now, ono night as he returned from
tho theater and was going up to his
room, ho heard a sweet voico singing
a tune he had not heard for years. .
He stopped ou tho stairs. Tho" songi
rose on tho quiet air; it was an old!
Provencal song his mother had sung'
years ago, the tune ho had sung to hisj
wife iu the early happy days, tho tuuo:
she in turn hod sung to their child.
Tho door opposite where he was'
standing opened—a young girl stood;
there. I
"Mademoiselle," he said, "I thank
you for the song; my mother sang it,
to me when I was very young." i
Iu his garret he thought of the song!
and of the young girl—what a sweet'
faee hers was. Wus it really like ni
face he had ouce known? He thought!
and thought about it until he fell
asleep.
Now Marie, the young flower maker,
was aiono in the world, and had moved
iuto the house that very day. It
pleased her that sho had pleased tho
little old man. So the next night
when sho heard him toiling up tho
stairs she again sang tile old song.
"It must be pleasant for him to be
reminded of his mother," she thought.
"My mother sang it to me, too, aud
now sho is dead."
Tho old song took tho old man way
back to happier days.
"And where have I seen a face like
this young girl's?" thought he.
Night after night he heard the song
when he eame home from the theiter;
he would leave his room door open
that he might hear it to the end.
Once —it wus a soft spriog night, and
tho lilacs were blooming—ho felt it
more than ever.
"Ob, my dear grandchild," he said,
"will I ever, ever find you? And will
you ever, ever love me?"
Again, one day he mot Marie as ho
went down tho stairs, the children all
about him.
"Aro you quite alone, mademois
elle ?" ho asked.
"Quite alone," the answered. "My
parents aro dead. I had a kind grand
mother, hut she died, too. And this
is my birthday, monsieur. lam sev
enteen years old."
He stepped up to her, raised him
self on his tip-toes, and kissed tier
pure white brow.
"It is thus I would havo embraced
my grandchild,".he said to himself, as
ho hurried away.
After that he did not see her for a
long while, though he often heard her
singiDg the old song when he came
back from tho theatre. Yet, when he
was practicing, up in his room, when
the children were with him, when ho
was blowing his horu in ihe theatre—
at all times ho thought of Marie, and
the thought of her brought baok tho
old feelings he had once had, till he
brought out his opera again, aud
dreamed once more of being success
ful.
Ono day, when he held a sleoping
child in his arms and looked down
upon its flushed face, he thought,
"Marie is young, and should have some
one to protect her. lam old—why,
I am old enough to be her grand
father. Her grandfather! How
strange.
"My own granddaughter may be as
old as she ! I never thought of that
before." He leaned over tho sleeping
child,and presently something sparkled
on its round cheek. May be ic was a
tear that fell from the little old man's
eye.
Just then, Marie, making flowers
down in her rocm, lifted up her voice
and sang the old song of Provence.
After that the little old man was
braver iu his clothes, and somo times
be even had a flower in his cent.
"I must look well," he said. "Marie
shall tench me how my granddaughter
would like me to look. My grand
daughter ! Ah, sobu I shall go to her.
I have saved a good deal."
Put he did not see Marie for a good
while, aud only her song told him sho
was near. It bade him bo hopeful of
yet meeting the granddaughter who
should love him as ho already loved
her. Then one night ho came homo
and the song was silent. Startled, he
hurried up the stairs. In the doorway
of Marie's room stood a voung man.
Mario stood there, too, anil seeing M.
Clerville, she began to sing the well
known song. But tho little old man
pasted on to his garret.
"Oh,"he thought, "my granddaugh
ther may not love mo when she knows
mo—thero may bo someone else."
The next day the room was looked ;
the children knocked ou tho door and
called, but he did not heed them. At
night, when h} went home, Mario was
singing the song, but he hastened to
his room and closed tho door. Three
weeks went on, and M. Clervillo often
saw tho young man talking with Mario,
acd he thought that it might bo thus
with his granddaughter, and thou she
would never lovo him.
At the end of the threo weeks Marie
spoke to him as he oauie homo from
rehersal.
"The good peoplo in the house re
member that to-morrow is your birth
day, monsieur," sho said. "I was
telling Eayuioud here that you kissed
me oil my birthday."
Tho young man at her side nodded.
"I kissed yon ns though you wcro
my granddaughter," said the little old
man, "ns though I were your grand
father."
"My grandfather !" and she frowned.
"My grandfather was a useless, fool
ish creature, not right iu his mind,
with tho insane idea that ho could
write au opera. I should despise him
if I knew him."
It all flashed upon tho little old man
—her old song, her familiar look.
Hero is tho grandchild ho had been
saving for for years; the grandchild
whom he had longed for for years,
and whom ho had loved and whoso
lovo he had been sure of. Aud she
called hiin useless, foolish, not right
iu his mind, and vowed that she
should despise him if she knew him!
"How old uud feeble ho is," said
tho young man, Raymond, watching
M. Clervillo go up the stairs.
On tho morrow Mario aud Raymond
went up to tho garret. Mario had a
parcel in her hand. Tho old man's
room was full of smoke— he had burned
his opera.
Mario hauded him the parcel. With
trembling fingers he opened it. Thero
was a little wreath of forget-me-nots.
"I mado it for your birthday," said
Marie. "It is my last work. For to
morrow I shall be Raymond's wife,
caring for no ono else."
"Caring for no one else!" repeated
the old man. "Now suppose your
grandfather should bo living—"
"I should despise him," interrupted
Marie. "Ho was useless iu the world."
M. Clervillo took a paper from his
breast and gave it to her.
"Tho savings of many years," he
said; "it is your wedding gift."
He put the two happy young people
out and closed the door. He heard
Marie singing the old song as she went
away. Ho held the wreath of forget
me-nots in his hand,'and ho looked at
the grato where smouldered the ashes
of his opera. 1-Ie listened to Marie's
song growing faintor and fainter ; he
did not know that the children had
opened tho door and stood looking in
at him.
In vain Marie waited to sing for him
thut night; his step did not sound on
the stairs. She grew uneasy. At lose
sho had Baymond go with her up to
the garret. She curried n caudle, aud
that was tho only light in the room
when they reached it. Aud there ou
his bed lay the little old man, The
wreath of blue forget-me-nots was ,
pressed up against his heart that beat !
no more. Under tho candle light he
looked almost young.
Tho house wa3 roused, aud men and
women sorrowed. Had he not loved
their children?
The clock struck twelve.
"It is not too late,"said Marie, with ,
streaming eyes. "Ho kissed me on
my birthday; I will kiss him on his— J
as his graudebild might do." She'
leaned over and placed her face beside ;
tho white one on the pillow. "No one
to love him," she wept, "and loving
nothing but tho memory of his mother
who sang the old song I sing."
Ah, but Marie did not know.—Homo
Queen.
Statue Hidden by Verdigris,
An Egyptian statue,tho finest of the
kind existing, and as a work of arc
ranking with the Venus of Milo and
the Venus do Medici, has just been
discovered iu tho Egyptian Gallery ol
the Louvre, almost by accident. It is in
bronze, aud is tho portrait of a queeu
of the thirteenth dynasty, named
Karomana. This statue was covered
with a thick coating of verdigris,
which concealed its most striking
beauties, so that visitors constantly
passed it without even suspecting what
a treasure was before them.
An almost invisible trace of gold
having been detected on tho surface,
it was thought that perhaps somo gild
ing lay under the verdigris, and the
statue was scraped a little with extreme
core.
Something was brought to view far
different from gilding. IV ho it the
beautiful queen was relieved from her
verdigris sho was found to be clothed
iu a robe damascened in gold nnd sil
ver. The workmanship is of the most
exquisite description, mi-passing any
thing known in ancient or modern art.
Indeed, the artists iu work of the
kind in Paris often stand for hours
before this marvel in an eestacy of ad
miration nnd despair. Tho faco has a
caressing fixity of purpose, not unliko
that of tho wonderful Venus of Milo
in the sume building, but even greater
delicacy of outline. It sets one dream
ing as to its moaning and mystery.—
Boston Traveler.
Arils.in's Discerning Eye.
A stranger in the city stood in front
of a Columbus nvenuo apartment
house in process of construclion, ap
parently interested in what he saw,
and picked np a brick which he turned
over in his bund once or twice.
"I will give you a job if you want
it," said the foreman, who had ob
served tho stranger.
"What kind of a job?" asked the
other, as ho shook tho brick dust from
his gloves.
"Laying brick, of course," was the
answer. "I know from the way yon
picked up that brick that you are a
brick mason, and wc are short handed,
with the cold weather on us."
"Thankyou,"answered the stranger.
"Once I would havo jumped at your
offer, for thirty-live years ago I
wandered theso streets looking for
stick a job and couldn't find it, though
I needed it as much as any poor fel
low in the city. I took Greoley's ad
vice, and went West, whore I have
laid tens of thousands of bricks, and
employed men to lay millions for me.
Now I don't need the work, but am
pleased that you recognized in me u
member of tlie craft."
The stranger was William MoManus,
ono of tho largost contractors in St.
Louis.—New York Herald.
Mexican Ccmeiery,
A correspondent describes tho queer
cemetery of tho Mexicau city of Gu
anajuato. There is hardly room iu
Guanajuato for tho living, so it be
hooves thoj peoplo to exercise rigid
economy in tho disposition of her
dead. Tho buual place is on tho top
of a steep hill, which overlooks tho
city, and consists of area inclosed by
what appears from the outside to be a
high wall, but whioli discovers itselc
from within to be a roceptaole for
bodies, which aro placed iu tiers,
much as tho eouiines of their native
valleys compel tlxem to live. Each
apartment iu the wall is large enough
to admit ono cofliu, und is rented for
$1 per month. The poor people are
buried in the ground without the for
mality of a cofliu, though one is usu
ally routed iu which the body is con
veyed to the grave. As there aro not
graves enough to go round, whenever
a new one is needed a previous tenant
must bo disturbed, and this liketviso
happens when a tenant's rent is not
promptly paid in advance. Tho body
is then removed from its place iu tho
mausoleum, or exhumed, as the caso
may lie, aud the bones are thrown into
tho basement below.—Boston Trav
eler.
Ono ol tho Oil arms ol Music.
"Do you find your orchestra a pay
ing investment?'' I asked of the pro
prietor of n restaurant.
"Indeed I do," he answered. "It's
the best investment {about tho restau
rant. It makes mypairous more com
fortable aud better ploasetl with them
selves. People always feel mora liberal
when hearing music; so they ent
more. Then the rhythm of the music
increases the appotite, particularly for
delicacies, und materially increases tho
ordeis. Besides, the music both draws
customers from tho street and holds
them aftei' they have entered. Yes, it
does pay."—New York Herald.
Natural Ilt-iiis anil Bridle.
Certainly tho bearded freak of tho
United States is James Brown, who
lives near the village of Bealingtou,
Braxton County, W. Va. His urns
taohe is the] longest iu the world, be
ing exactly six feet from tip to tip.
Brown hasn't shaved since the war.
He is mora than six feet tall aml has
the built of a Hercules,
A Divided Jnr„
A man was on trial In Lake County
recently on a charge of grand larceny.
He was accused of stealing a hog. An
old rancher whose interest in the case
was due to the fact that he owned a
big drove of hogs listened attentively
to the Impaneling of the jury and then
left tho court room with undisguised
disgust.
"What's the matter. Bam?" inquired
an attorney.
"That jury's goin' to disagree," he de
clared, emphatically.
"What makes yon think so?"
"Think? I don't think nothing about
it I know it."
"Well, then, how do you know It?"
"Why, they've got six hog men that
rniso hogs and four men that I knows
has stole hogs on that jury, an' nobody
ever ltnow'd a hog raiser an' a hog
thief as would agree on a hog case."—
San Francisco Post.
They Wero Not Miracles.
M. Llttre, of Paris, who recently In
vestigated a number of alleged mirac
ulous cures, says that they can be ac
counted for without supposing a mir
acle. Ho explains that in many of
such cures there is a muscular action
of tho affected part. The muscle con- j
tracts energetically; It breaks down the
pathological adhesions, if they exist,
and restores the hones violently to
their place.
A MOTORMAN'S LIFE.
FULL OF HARDSHIP-*, EXPOSURE AND
CONSTANT DANGER.
Tho Groat Strain on a Man's Nervei
Sufficient In Itaelf to Wreck llim in
a Short T2mc--Tlie Experience
of a Well-Known Motorman.
From the Cincinnati, Ohio, Enquirer,
The life of a motor-mania not abed of rosf p.
110 is subjected to mnny hardships, especially
in the winter, when ho is opposed to the cold
and snow. Even in the summer ho must
bear tho inlunso heat which beats down upon
him. Considerable nerve and self-possession
Is necessary in a good motorman, for the
live s and limbs of his passengers are at stake.
One of tho best known electric motormon in
this city is William Frazer, who is at present
running a car on the Curnrainsvillo electric
lino. 110 is not only well known to his fol
low omployes but to tho people who travel
on his car. Mr. Frazoris a young man about
twenty-six years of ago and resides with his
wife and child at 141 Belts Street, Cincinnati,
0. About a year ago Mr. Frazer was taken
with sorlouu stomach troubles. He bought
6evoral kinds of medicine which wero rec
ommended to him, but none of them seemed
to give him eveu temporary benefit. An en
thusiastic admirer of I hut famous remedy
known lis Dr. Williams' Fink Fills lor Palo
People told htm to try them. Frazor was
almost discouraged, but took tho advice. To
a reporter of tho Enquirer ho said:
"I can most heartily recommend Dr. Will
lams' Fiuk Pills. They aro all that is
claimed for thorn, in fact they advertise
themselves hotter than any medicine I evor
saw. I was seized some tiuio ago with a bad
attack of indigestion. My stomach hurt rao
uonrly till the time and I could not digest
my food. Tho pain was almost uubearablo
and I found nothing that would give ino re
iiof, 1 confess that when I bought tho first
box of Pink Pills I hadn't much confidence
In thfir efTlency because I had tried so many
thiugs without success that I was almost dis
couraged. Boforo I had taken one box I
was decidedly better. Two boxes cured me
entirely. While 1 have been under tho
weather from other causes my Indigestion
has never returned. If It over should I know
just what to do. I have so much conildenoe
in the efllcuey of Pink Pills that if I ever get
real sick again with any disorder I shall use
some of them. It is a pleasure lor me 1 as
sure you to testify to the excellent qualities
of tho Pink Pills. They not only tone the
stomach but regulate the bowels aud act us
a mild cathartic."
Mr. Frozor's testimr nlal means something,
lie speaks from personal experience and any
ono who doubts that ho received the benefits
slated can easily verify the assertion by cull
ing oo Mr. Fra/.cr or seeing him some time
while he is on his ear.
l)r. Williams' Pink Tills contain all the
elements necessary to give now life and rich
ness to the blood anil restore shattered
nerves. They aro sold in boxes (never in
loose form, by tho dozen or hundred) nt 50
cents a box, or six boxes for $'2.5Q, and may
bo lmd of all druggists or directly by mail
from Dr. Williams' Medicine Company,
Schenectady. N. Y.
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llow's Tills?
TYo offer One Hundred Dollars Howard fa?
l Catarrh that cannot be cured bj
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We, tlio undersigned, have known I'. J. Che
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Olho,
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Pamphlet ami eotisultation free.
l,ahorutory,ltlutthampton,N.V.
Trineo Bismarck is oxtcnslvely ongaged in
tho paper business.
TftK B EST IX E 11 RIIOWN'S BnONCniATi
1 Itoi'llES" are sold only in boxes. Tbev are
wonderfully effective for Coughs and Throat
Troubles. _
Tito Frinco of Wales has his life Insured
for £3,250,000.
The object of tho manufacturers of Dobbins'
Electric Soup bits been for M years to mako tlds
soap of such eaperior quality that it will (rive
universal ea/ie/aetion. Have they succeeded ?
Ask your grocer for it. Take no other.
i.aplunders ofton skalo a distance of ono
hundred and fifty tnilo3 a day.
FITS stopped free by Dn, KMNB'S ONKAT
NEUVK ItKsToitr.n. No Ills after first day's
use. Marvelous cures. Treatise and $2,110 trial
bottle free. Dr. Kline, 931 Arch St., Phlla., l'u.
Mrs. XVinslow's Soothing Syrup for Children
teething, softens tho gums,reduces liiflamnia
liou, allays pain; cures wind colic. 35c a buttle.
l'iso's C'nro for Consumption litis no equal
as a Cough medicine.—E. M. Annorx, 388
jSenucu ft., Uullalu.X. V.. Muv 9.1891.
ASK YOUR DEALER FOR
W. L. DOUGLAS
®3. SHOE BES VJO^DT HB
If you pay S-i to #< for shoes, cx-
amine the W. L. Douglas Shoe, and <25 *£
see what a good shoe you can buy for fl
OVER 100 STYLES AND WIDTHS,
—""v CONGRESS, IJUTTON.
\ ond LACK, mudo In all
ffjSjf," kinds of the 1 test selected
leather hy skilled work-
W! A | -■ Wo
Nt. : make and aa
Sh ° e "
manufacturer In the world. Jl
None genuine unless name and
price is stamped on the bottom. |JK\ #4
Ask your dealer for our 85, sjJi y
84, 83.r>0, Bv*.ro, 82.25 Shoes; /vSf?li>4
83.50,82 and 81.75 for boys. A
TAKE NO SUBSTITUTE. If your dealer / #
cannot supply you, send to fac
tory, enclosing price and 3O cents
to pay carriage. State kind, style I jj©'
of toe fcap or plain), size and I j&r
width. Our Custom Dept. will fill My
your order. Send for new lllus- zZr
trated Catalogue to Box It.
W. L. DOUGLAS, Brockton, Mass.
Til K AER.IIOTOU CO. does hair the world's
in luiill bushier, h •-an e It has reduced th-eost
of win I power to i- what it wa-. It has mauv
article* ilia'lt will furnl:.h until .lanuary Ist a* : :
the usual price. It also makesTanha ami l'limpsof
all kinds. Semi for catalogue. Factory, ktli, Hack
well and Fillmore Street-, Chicago.
fIDiIBU and WHISKY habits enred. Book sent
UB lUlfl HIKI!. Dr. P. 11. WOOLLfcY. ATLANTA. OA.
Tie coming Artist who 1
io paint a popular subject.
The largest piece of
tobacco ever sold for 10 cents
and
The 5 cent piece is nearly as
as you of other
high grades for 10 cents
f\ n "Plain, but athletic."
n/ A / (After sketch in New York Truth.)
Evidently the picture of a woman
j / f-yr. \ \ c^ean ' n 2f house for the first time with
; / w A ) Pearline. She finds that what has
| WII w I I j l / always been the hardest kind of hard
VW\ )/ // work is now comparatively easy,
pleasant, quickly done—and in her
joy and enthusiasm and high
) 'if -V/ spirits, she kicks up her heels.
Probably this is an extreme case.
Still, ' t ma >' JC there arc numbers
___ \\ -=3—ZgS-<-7) women who, when they
j \ c ' ean house first with Pear!-
ine, manifest their pleasure
in the same way. You don't
hear of it, though. They simply tell you that in all their
j lives the work ot house-cleaning has never been so light, so
satisfactory, so soon over, so thoroughly well done.
O pnr l Peddlers and some unscrupulous grocers will tell you 11 this is as good fts"
\JCIIU or "the same as Pearline." IT'S FALSE—Pearline is never peddled,
4. *o> —.l_ an( l your grocer sends ycu something in placo of Pearline, he
JlIOICK! honest— send 4(\j JAMES PYLE, New York*
In a World Whare " Cleanliness is Naxi to Godliness " no
Praise is Too Great for
you
|do the
mending
Not the Merchant.
lie wants to make as much as he can by
selling you inferior bindings which ho
claims are "just as good" as S. 11. & M.
But you do the mending. Insist on having
„K l "
liias Velveteen Slcirt Binding and you
save the mending.
If your dealer will not supply you we
will.
I Send tor samples, showing labels and materials,
J IciheS. H. £1 Id. Co . P. O. Boa 699. New York City
WE HAVE NO AGENTS.
; * Mr but ol Idi rect to t |ie conm n*
r 'sges, 90 styles of Mar
styles KldlngSad
"rite for cntnlogu*.
ELKHART
Carriage & Harnea* Mfj G*.
W. B.PSUTT, Secy IdLliart, lad.
Bp' Successfully Prosecutes Claims.
I H Lata Principal Fx Amine: U.S. Pension Bureau.
S J.vidiu lubt war, lautUudicatiiigcluiiiis, utty eincu
rN u 9 90
i (ftl EPS 5B F RSI MarpMn. Halilt Cnr.d la 1
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