THE PRESIDENT
Of the City Council, Wilkes
barre, Pa., Cured of
Rheumatism.
Col. Wm. J. Harvey, a president of
Wilkesbarre's city council, who will
long be remembered for his great work
for the city, was once a mere physical
wreck, torn In every muscle and nerve
from the frightful pains caused by rheu
matism. lie consulted the best phy
sicians, wont abroad, took mud baths,
and almost every known treatment fur
the disease. One of the city officials
had had a very similar experience and
Dr. David Kennedy's Favorite Remedy
had cured him, so he recommended
this great kidney medicine to his friend,
and Col. Harvey is today a well man,
hale and hearty. In his own abrupt
way he states his case:
DR. DAVID KENNEDY,
Dear Sir:—This to certify that I
was permanently cured of rheuma
tism by the use of Dr. David Ken
nedy's Favorite Remedy.
WM. J. HARVEY.
Nothing could be more direct or more
to the point than this simple statement.
Rheumatism is but another name for
uric acid poisoning which is caused pri
marily by diseased kidneys. Cure your
kidneys and the rheumatism disappears.
For all diseases of the kidneys, liver,
bladder and blood, rheumatism, dyspep
sia and chronic constipation, as well as
slknesses peculiar to women, Dr. David
Kennedy's Favorite Remedy is unques
tionably the greatest medicine known
to the medical profession.
All druggists sell it at 81 a bottle, or 6
bottles for $"> —less than a cent a dose.
Sample bottle—etumyh for trial, free by mail
Ir. IK Kenimilv Corpora tlon.Kondonr.N. Y
Dr David Kennedy 's Rose Jelly radioal
euro Catarrh. H ly Fever and Cold in Head rOc.
A Goml Giieaxor.
An elderly woman with an impedi
ment in her speech had troul les of
her own at the corner of Twelfth and
Walnut streets the other day. As each
ear came out Walnut street she would
stop it and say to the conductor, "Dud
dud dud-docs th-this kuk-kuk-car gug
gug-go"— At this juncture, and some
times before, the conduct r would im
patiently exclaim, "No; take the next
car." Then he would pull the strap,
and the car would go ahead, leaving
the won\nn at the crossing.
There are five different lines passing
out Walnut street at this point, and if
the woman could read the signs she
disregarded tliem. Finally a conductor
more considerate than the others help
ed her aboard and allowed her to ex
plain afterward. After three blocks
had been traversed he found that she
wanted to go to Darby, and his was a
Darby car. When she learned this, she
beamed licr joy. "Yuh-yuh .young man,"
she said, "yuh-.vuh-youTe a gug-gug
good gug-gug-gug-guesser." Philadel
phia Record.
Turning; n Sharp Corner.
On one occasion a great public din
ner was given to Isaac llull by the
town of Boston, and he was asked to
sit for his picture to Gilbert Stuart, the
celebrated artist, who was *1 great
braggart. When Hull visited Ids studio,
Stuart took great delight in entertain
ing him with anecdotes of his English
success, stories of the Marquis of This
and the Baroness of That which show
ed how elegant was the society to
which he had been accustomed.
Unfortunately in the midst of tlds
grandeur Mrs. Stuart, who did not
know that there was a sitter, came in
with her apron on and her head tied
up with handkerchief fr> 111 the kitch
en and cried out, "Did you mean to
have that leg of mutton boiled or roast
ed V"
To which Stuart replied, with great
presence of mind, "Ask your mistress."
TIo Penrl IK 1111 tern' Superstition.
The pearl hunters of Borneo and the
adjacent islands have a peculiar super
stition. When they open shells in
search of pearls, they take every ninth
find, whether it be large or small, and
put it into a bottle which is kept cork
ed with a dead man's finger. The
pearls in the vial are known us "seed
pearls" or "breeding pearls," and the
native Borneosc firmly believes that
they will reproduce their kind. For ev
ery pearl put into the vial two grains
of rice are thrown in for the pearls to
"feed upon."
Borne whites in Borneo believe as
firmly in the superstition as the na
tives do, and almost every hut along
the c ast has its "dead finger" bottle,
with from nine to fifty seed pearls and
twice that number of rice grains care
fully and evenly stowed away among
them.
Do Yon nplleve In Olinsts?
On the subject of ghosts llie village
Is divided. Some people lieg the ques
tion by n bold assertion that "ther*
ben't sieh things, an' them as sen they
sees 'um on'y thinks 'um does." Oth
ers, more ctiulious, are of opinion that
"tlier' med he ghostes or tiier' medn't;"
they had never beheld any themselves,
hut they knew folks who had.
The dictum of one hardy skeptic is
worth quoting as an example of
shrewd reasoning: "I dwun't believe In
ghostes an' sieh," said he. "Why should
I, sceln' I've nivcr sin nothink wusser
lior meself all me life I ngV 1 looks at
it this way, Itik'ee, 'lf sa lie as they he
gone to the right place 'tis sartin sure
as they wun't koer to come hack year
agon. It' sa he as they he gone to t'oth
er, they wun't let 'um come, bless
'ee.' "—London Spectator.
The first shell was used In warfare
by the sultan of Gujerftt, India, la
1130.
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"This is my sister, Miss Dilman,
Mr. Dunn. She has come to spend a
month or two with me. I ought to
warn you that she is a most incorrigl-
I ble flirt, so tfcat you"—
"Why, MMly Ware!" her sister ex
claimed in a horrified tone, while the
doctor laughed. "What are you say
ing?"
"Just what is true," Mrs. Ware said
defiantly. "lie might just as well know
it now, at the beginning of the ac
quaintance, as to be stunned by the
fact later on. At all events, my con
science will be clear for having dene
my duty at the start."
"By the way you talk, Molly, one
would think that 1 made a practice of
| going about seeking whom I could de-
I vour," said Miss Dilman resentfully.
I "It's very unsisterly of you to betray
j one of my blood bought accomplish
: ments to Dr. Munn. It's downright
brutal!"
! "Then you plead guilty to the charge
! Mrs. Ware has made?" said the doctor,
I watching her admiringly.
"Never! And I warn you that my
case will be filed away among those
'not proved.' "
"! don't know about that. I shall
work hard gathering evidence."
"I defy you."
"And I'll convict you." he retorted,
laughing. Mrs. Ware and he had been
sitting in a shady corner of the piazza,
she in her invalid chair and he oppo
site. when Bab strolled out and joined
them, a vision of blond loveliness in
violet.
As his carriage drove up to the gate
for the third time he nrose to take
leave reluctantly—reluctantly because
the sunlight of tlie girl's beauty had
got into liis eyes and dazzled him. She
sauntered to the edge of the piazza.
"It's no more tliau fair to warn you
that as a detective I shall watch you
closely," he said, smiling up at her.
"As a detective only?" she said, with
an arch laugh.
"There are untold possibilities in the
duties of a detective," he said, raising
his hat. "I shall exhaust those first."
When he had gone, she resumed her
low chair beside her sister. "Molly,"
she said reproachfully, "you are a
very mean girl. Now he'll expect me
to flirt with him, and I'll have to do it."
"What of that?"
"Didn't you know that I had come
down here to reform?"
"Heavens, no!"
"Your surprise is disheartening."
"I intend it to be. I have set my
heart upon a match between you and
the doctor. lie's very wealthy and lias
a fine practice besides, it would be an
excellent thing for you, Bab. dear, and
would please Aunt Nell so much. She
has done a great deal for us both, you
know."
The girl's face darkened with pain.
"I spent such a horrible winter," she
said in a low voice—"one refusal after
another. Oh, Molly," in passionate
protest, "if only I had some money of
my own and could marry for love, how
sweet it would be!"
Mrs. Ware's eyes filled with tears.
"I couldn't," she said gently: then add
ed comfortingly, "but I was not unhap
py in my marriage. John was a very
kind husband, and 1 have missed hiiu
sorely since his death. Your beauty
ought to be some sort of compensation
to you, deal*. I was fairly staggered
by it. Aunt Nell has done wonders for
you."
"Yes, Aunt Nell and her tailor."
"Well, anyway you will do your best
to captivate my doctor, won't you?"
"Oh, he's like all the rest—diplomatic,
absolutely in good form, cultivating
only those in high places, with one eye
on the god Mammon, the typical phy
sician in ordinary to swelldom. A
beautiful, tactful, well gowned wife
would be of assistance to him. Would
she be anything more? lias he any
heart under that well gro >med, well
tailored exterior?"
"Barbara, we might just as well look
upon this question dispassionately, for
we both know how necessary it is for
3011 to marry, and marry wel}."
Barbara went to the end of the piazza
and stood looking out at the hills for a
moment. She returned, smiling.
"Now I'll be good," she said softly,
"and I'll do my best to captivate your
stupid old doctor. You mustn't mind
my calling him that, dear, for he is stu
pid. But. oh. Molly, if ever I meet
I.ove face to face, what explanation
will he demand?"
Mrs. Ware could not reply. She star
ed into space with so melancholy an
expression that Barbara laughed by
way of diverting her.
Her sister looked up alarmed by the
mischievous light in her eyes. "Bar
bara." she said entreatiugly, "if he
falls in love with 3011. you will not
throw him over, will you. darling? lie
might go off and shoot himself, and if
Aunt Nell should hear of—of—his death
and lay it to your doings"—
"She'd never hear of it. We." dark
ly"—"we'd bury him out in the potato
pntcb and never divulge the awful se
cret. But really, my dear, you do not
know doctors. They never kill them
selves if they are disappointed in love.
They always take it out 011 ttieir char
ity patients."
Mrs. Ware sighed patiently. "I don't
know that he has any charity pa- !
tients."
"Just so." said Miss Dilman. with
onality. "I'll make him bring me face
to face with one or prove him too fond
of catering Vo the rich to do charitable
work among the poor."
It was brought about dmiug one of 1
• he many drives that Miss Dilman and
:lio doctor had together in the weeks
that followed.
"Doctor," she began artfully, "have
you any charity patients—left?"
"Left?" he echoed, puzzling over that
seeming afterthought. "I have some,
j Why?"
j "Would you—er—take me to call up
j on one?"
I "Would you really go?" he asked,
i looking at her averted face with a pas
! sienate light in his eyes.
"Yes, of course I would," she said
demurely.
"This is good of you," he said un
steadily and turned at once into a side
street crowded with tenement houses.
The carriage stopped.
"Serves me right," she thought, with
in inward laugh, as she followed him
into the small, ill smelling room.
"Faith without sight should have suf
ficed for me."
A wailing ery greeted their ears. A
young Italian woman was bending
over a child. There was a heartbreak
ing look In the face she raised to them.
Barbara seated herself graciously. As
the doctor bent over his little patient
the child held up its arms to him. and
he lifted it tenderly to his breast, talk
ing in crooning tones to it. The small
hand feebly patted his face, and lie
held It there against his cheek. He had
forgotten all else, even the woman he
loved.
Barbara felt strangely Isolated.
Somehow a breath of tragedy had
blown across her little comedy, chill
ing It and her.
"Stupid—stupid—stupid!" she repeat
ed, with miserable self reproach, as
she awaited him outside in the fresher
air. "Barbara Dilman, if you've a
spark of decency, apologize to him for
that word!"
They drove on into the woods in si
lence, he grave and she for the first
time in her life nil adrift from her
worldly self.
"Will it live?" she faltered at last,
trying not to wink lest a tear fall.
"I fear not," he said sadly and look
ed at her Just as the tear fell. A great
change swept over him. lie bent low
er. "Thank God for that tear, Bar
bara!" he said huskily.
She struggled wildly, but hopelessly,
for her usual coolness. "Stupid, but"—
"My heart and soul are yours, dear
est. Is there any hope for me?" As his
hand closed over hers pleadingly the
other tear splashed down on his glove.
His clasp tightened. "Speak to me,
Barbara!" he entreated.
"If you were not so—so—stupid—stu
pid. but—but"— And as she paused a
beautiful color rushed over her face.
"But what?"'he demanded.
"Dear!" she said tremulously, but
with a laugh like music.
Storks Are Queer Creatures.
The owner of u house near Berlin
found a single egg in the nest of a
pair of storks built on the chimney
and substituted for it a goose's egg.
which in due time was hatched and
produced a g sling instead of the ex
pected storkling. The male bird was
thrown into the greatest excitement
by this event and finally flew away.
The female, however, remained on the
nest and to care for tlie
changeling as though it were her own
offspring.
On the morning of the fourth day
the male reappeared accompanied by
nearly 300 storks, which held a mass
meeting in an adjacent field. The
assembly, we are informed, was ad
dressed by several speakers, each ora
tor posting himself 011 the same spot
before beginning his harangue.
These deliberations and discussions
occupied nearly the entire forenoon,
when suddenly the meeting broke up
and all the storks pouueed upon the
unfortunate female und her supposi
titious young one, killed them both
and, after destroying tlie polluted nest,
took wing and departed and were
never seen there again.
Rrroffnked Tliclr Old Friend.
The late Sir John Steell, who wafc
sculptor to Queen Victoria, was model
ing a bust of Miss Nightingale wke&
an officer of one of the highland rogi
incuts which had suffered so cruelly i: 4
the Crimea heard that the bust had
just been completed and was in Si;
John's studio. Many of the men in bin
company had passed through the hos
pital at Scutari, and he obtained per
mission from the sculptor to bring
some of them to see it. Accordingly a
squad of men one day marched into
the studio and stood in line.
They had no idea why they had been
mustered in so strange a place. With
out a word of warning the bust was
uncovered, and then as by one im
pulse the men broke rank and. with
cries of "Miss Nightingale. Miss Night
ingale!" surrounded the model and,
with lints off. cheered the figure of
their devoted nurse until the roof rang
So spontaneous and hearty and so in
spiring was the whole scene that in
after days Sir John Steell declared it
to be the greatest compliment of his
life.
Where VennelM Cnpsln- Frequently.
The capsizing of a vessel tied up to a
pier is common enough in the bay of
Fundy and its tributary streams. The
usual rise and fall of the tide along
that bay is from forty to fifty feet, ffml
high tides sometimes exceed sixty feet.
With the fall of the tide ail craft are
left high, but by no meuns dry, with
an area of chocolate colored mud all
about them. This mud is too shifting
to hold a vessel in safety, so each pier
Is provided with one or more strong
wood frames called shoes, fixed at the
bottom of the stream or bay.
Upon these shoes all vessels rest at
low tide. It frequently happens, how
ever, that a vessel does not get her shoe
snugly on. so to speak, and if a strong
wind conies when she Is thus ill bal
anced over she goes into the mud, to be
buried forty-five feet under the next
rising tide.
UNCLE SAM TO CUBA.
Well, you're groin* to be free.
Little Cuby;
Just as free us you can be,
Ain't you Cuby?
With your hand held in my own
I have watched you as you've grown;
Now, let's see you walk alone,
Little Cuby.
You're as glad as you can be,
Little Cuby,
To at last get loose from me,
Ain't you Cuby?
But there's rocks ahead of you.
And there's thickets to git through;
You've a lot to learn to do,
Llttje Cuby.
I said I'd set you free, j
Little Cuby,
And I'm doln' it. you see.
Ain't I Cuby?
Oh, you laugh out loud today
To be left to go your way,
And I hope you always may,
Little Cuby.
Yes, you're goin' to be free.
Little Cuby,
Just as free as you can be.
Little Cuby;
All aloney now. and when
You come creepln' back again—
Well, we'll talk about it then,
Little Cuby.
•—Chicago Record-Herald.
Not True to Life.
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Jimmy—My, what a awful dream! I
dreamed the schoolhouse wus burnin'
up an' I was helpin' to put out the lire!
—New York Journal.
Too Good.
lie fell 011 his neck and reminded him
of the good old times. lie mentioned
the old playmate and spoke tenderly of
those who were dead.
After the fifth one they were as lons
lost brothers, and so he ventured it.
"Sam," he said, "lend me S3O till to
morrow. I'm a good friend of yours."
"You are," the other murmured, with
enthusiasm. "You are the playmate
of infancy, the friend of youth and the
inspiration of manhood's happy hours,
but," and a strange sadness crept Into
his voice so that it vibrated like the
tones of some rich instrument. "1 can't
lend you S3O, Hill. You're too good a
friend to lose."—Baltimore Ilcrald.
That Drcml Uncertainty.
A local real estate firm had occasion
recently to send a large number of cir
culars throughout the country. They
had no mailing list of their own, but
succeeded in getting one from another
firm that succeeding events showed
was sadly in need of revision. Among
the many returned envelopes wus one
that was addressed to Rev. J. B. Simp
son, Kosciusko, Mo. On the face of it
was stamped the usual "Returned to
writer." The luune und address had
been scratched off, and underneath
were the following:
"Party dead for eight years."
"Present address unknown."—Mil
waukee Sentinel.
Ilrllllnnt Idea.
"Longhead has a great scheme for
abating the annual pest of mosqui
toes."
"He's always thinking up some crazy
scheme."
"Yes. lie figures if he can only cross
the mosquitoes with seventecr year lo
custs they'll only put in an appearance
every eight and a half years or so."
Conitrn tulat I OHM.
Clara—Half the time he says he
doesn't know whether 1 love him or
not, about one-quarter be hopes that I
do, and the rest he thinks 1 may, and
in addition he is nearly always utterly
miserable.
Maud—Well, I'm glad you're making
such a success of the affair.—Life.
Local Trouble.
"John," said the doctor's wife, "my
tongue looks very badly this morning."
"Ah," exclaimed the doctor, "over
work, no doubt!"
"But, really, I am not overworked.
You know that"—
"I was not referring to you, but your i
tongue."—Philadelphia Press.
Something New In Fnnetloiin.
"Lilly Buffers has invented another
novel function."
"What is it?"
"She is going to give a hysteric party
when the long haired pianist plays
here."—Clevelaud Plain Dealer.
SlckneMM.
"There seems to be very little sick
ness in your village."
"Yes; we've only one doctor, you
know, and he is extremely unpopular
personally."—Life.
Paychlo Food.
Miller— Are you fond of oranges?
Miller—lmmoderately. 1 have now
and then even gone to the trouble to
peel one for the sake of eating it.—Bos
ton Transcript.
Snatalned.
She—Are you superstitious, major?
Major—Weil, I think it unlucky to he
run over by a cuble cur.—New York
Journal.
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RAILROAD TIMETABLES
LEHIGH VALLEY RAILROADT"
June 2, 1901.
ARRANGEMENT or PABSEN*R TRAINS.
LEAVE FREELAND.
0 12 a in for Weatherly, Mauch Chunk
Allcntown. Bethlehem, Huston, Phila
delphia and New York.
7 34 a in lor Handy Run, White HUTCH,
Wilkes-Burre. Pittston and Scraatan.
8 15 a in for llu/.leton, Weatherly, Mauch
Chunk. Allentown, Bethlehem, Easton,
Philadelphia, New York, Delano aad
Pottarille.
9 30 a in for Huzleton, Delano, Mahanty
City, Hhenandouh uad Mt. Carmel.
1 1 42 a in for Weutiicrly. Mauch Chunk, Al
lcntown, lielhlehein, Easton, Phila
delphia, New York. Huzleton, Delano,
Mahanoy City, Shenandoah and Mt.
Carmel.
1151a ni for White Daren, Wilkes-Barre,
Scranton and the West.
4 44 pni for Weatherly, Mauch Chunk, Al
lentowu, Bethlehem. Eastoa, Philadel
phia, New York, Huzleton, Delano.
Mahunoy City, Shenandoah, Mt. Carmel
and Pottsville.
0 35 P m for Sandy Hun, White Harea,
Wilkes-Burre, Scranton and all poiats
West.
7 29 pm forHazleton.
AH RIVE AT FREELAND.
7 34 am from Pottsville, Delano aad Haz
leton.
9 12 am from New York. Philadelphia, Eas
ton, Bethlehem, Allentowu. Mauch
Chunk. Weatherly, Huzleton, Muhaaoy
City, Sheuundoah and Mt. Carmel
9 30 a m from Scranton, Wilkes-Barra and
White Haven.
1 1 5 1 a m from Pottsville, Mt. Carmel, Shen
andoah, Mahanoy City, Delano and
Huzleton.
12 48p m from New Yorlf, Philadelphia,
Easton, Bethlehem, Allcntown, Mauch
Chunk and Weatherly.
4 44 i> m from Scranton, Wilkes-Burre and
White Haven.
0 35 P m from New York, Philadelphia,
• Easton, Bethlehem Allentown, Mauch
Chunk, Weatherly, Mt. Carmel, Shenan
doah. Muhaney City, Delano and Huzle
ton.
7 29 p m from Scranton, Wilkes-Barre and
White Haven.
For further Information inquire of Ticket
KOLLIN n. WILBUR. General Superintendent,
2ti Cortlandt street, New York City.
CHAS. S. LEE. General Passenger A (rent,
20 Cortlandt Street, New York City.
G. J. GILD HOY. Division Superintendent,
Hazleton, Pa.
THE DELAWARE, SUSQUEHANNA AND
SCHUYLKILL RAILRQAD.
Time table in i fleet March 10,IflOl.
Trains leave Dril'ton for Jeddo, Kckley, Hazle
Brook, Stockton, Beaver Meadow Road, Hoan
and Huzleton Junction at 6011 a m, dally
except Sunday; and 707 a ra, 33i pm, Sunday,
Trains leave Drifton for liar wood, Cranberry,
Toinhicken and Deringer at 000 a ra, daily
except Sunday; and 7 07 a ra, 238 p m, Sun-
Jay.
Trains leave Drifton for Oneida Junction,
Harwood Road, Humboldt Road, Oneida and
-heppton at 600 a m. daily except Sun
day; and 7 07 a m, 2 38 p m, Sunday.
Trains leave Huzleton Junction for Harwood,
Cranberry, Tomhioken and Derlnger at 636 a
m, daily except Sunday; and 8 63 a m, 4 22 p m,
Sunday.
-Trains leave Hazlcton Junction for Oneida
Junction, Harwood Hoad, Humboldt Road,
[ Oneida and Sheppton a{ 0 32, 11 10 a m, 4 41 p in;
daily except Sunday; and 737 a m, 311 pm,
| Sunday.
Trains leave Dorinper for Tomhickcn, Cran
berry, Hai wood, Hazleton Junction and Heart
at 600 p m, daily except Sunday; ana 337
a in, 5 07 p m, Sunday.
Trains leave Sheppton for Oneida. Humboldt
Hoad, Harwood Hoad, Ouejda Junction, Hazle
ton Junction and Hoan At 7 11 am, 12 40. 628
p m, daily except Sunday; and 8 11 a m, 3 44
p m, Sunday.
Trains leave Sheppton for Beaver
Ho d, Stockton. Ilazlo Bropk, Eckley, Jeddo
and Drifton at 6 28 p m, daily, except Sunday;
and 8 11 a in, 3 44 p ra. Sunday.
Trains leave Hazleton Junction foi* Beaver
Meadow Hoad, Stockton, Hazle Brook, Eckley,
Jeddo and Drifton at 540 p m, daily,
; except Sunday: and 10 10 a M. 6 40 p DJ. Suuay.
All trains connect at Hazleton Jupctiomwith
: electric cars for Hazloteir, Jeanosville, Ailden-
I ricd and other points on the Traottea Com
pany's line.
Train leaving Drifton at (DO a m makes
connection at DorinfetariiJhF. R. R. traiaifoe
I Wilkesbarre, Sunbuty, Harrlsburf £nd points
n-est.
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