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THE. WAV TO A
MAN'S HEART
, Jobn Bolls m what U known as
a confirmed old bachelor, but, after
becoming a regular visitor at tba de
lightful suburban home of the lorn!
CiNd'py girls, presided over by their
"'t!owed mother, It gradually trew
t n to Boliea that the life offered
' v (ha hotels and cluba did not satis
fy homing Instincts of the Soman
' vrt.
The glrli were beauties, and a 1ot
beauty iu one of Bolles' weak
I oiuta. - .
He was fortunate enough to bask In
the good graces of Mrs. Giidley, a
splendid womaa from whom the
danghters inherited their good looks.
A rich bachelor of good family,
good habits and good breeding, who
tells a sufficients pltlfull story of the
monotony of hotel cooking and the
loneliness of. taking one's meals with
only a newspaper for a companion. Is
sure to appeai o the sympathies of
some home maker, and Bolles became
a privileged family friend, at liberty to
drop In at meals and Join the home
circle Informally. Mrs. Grldley was
an Ideal hostess, and withal she knew
how to cook and personally super! n
terded the culinary details of her
household. Bolles was something of
&n epicure, and the viands which an
Feared on Mrs. Gridley's table ex
f'"ed anything his favorite club bad
ti offer. , . ....
- In consideration of these hospltall
i"8 Bolles feted the girls at exclusive
-lii.bs and Indulged them la : motor
ik'fs and operas. The younger men
co '. 'n't keep up. with him . in . these
i -;T8, and, In spite of Inevitable riv
f . he felt that he had a reasonable
i - i-e with the Orldley girls. His
r . e of honor restrained him from
) .; ug marked attention to any one
nese young maidens without first
;r.:g their mother's sanction, and
i 'ended, as soon as his wavering
y cnuM fix Itself, to ask the ma
1 'rerniTsolon to press his suit for
' p!t"Of his choice. But, owing to
f . "tprfclous distribution among the
of the especial points of beauty
" ":onfd as appealing most strongly
ET.scpptlbllltles, he found it ex
'.'.. y d fBcult to locate his heart.
j . '. s eyes' played havoc with his
nd he framed a little speech to
J?i:vered to Mrs. Grldley at an op
. D n"m anient It began In this
' "Mrs. Grldley, I have a most Inv
.Tant (juestlon to ask. Do you think
' vould -iearn to care for me?"
. went so tar as to deliver the
( : part of this address, with some
' .sness. The mother dropped
1 .'.hits lids, and, as he was gather
1 icurcga' to put the question, his
a: lisle eye was beguiled by the sweet-ne-s
of her mouth and the clear line
o her chin, and his shallow heart
ia.iightway turned to Jane, who had
, that same mouth and chin In its per-Ci'-Uon.
In his sudden indecision, and
i:ing obliged to conclude his remark,
he asked, "May I have your recipe for
mincemeat for my sister In Buffalo?"
On still another ' occasion, when,
with a dry tongue he had tried to con
fess to her his love for Ruth, the lady
turned the clear, green-gray eyes of
Bal'y full upon him, and he was lost
again and ridiculously begged to be
allowed to partake of baked beans
wl'.h the family on the coming Satur
day evening. He knew she must have
thoight him a fearful gourmand to be
so effected by the prospects of a plate
. of beans, but that was the only sub
stitute his panic-stricken Intellect
could make.
In desperation he resolved to begin
111 over again, with Sally as his
heart's desire.
One evening at the Gridley's, after
dinner which lingered In his mem
ory, Mrs. Grldley and Bolles were sit
ting alone by the cheerfull library fire.
The girls had gone skating with a rol
licking crowd. Their mother was en
gaged with a bit of needlework be
heath the softly shaded lamp, and her
guest wu absently regarding ber. He
was wondering if she could make a
clkcn pie like that which even now
L.'iied his memory. He was sure
s'jr could not. Suddenly he became
avure that he was earnestly studying
ten .'.tee of his hostess as she bent
o.vi her sewing. For the first time he
Hr.ed to see her with an Identity of
t own. Instead of a beautiful com
ri.''t of her daughters. The sudden
retention that came to him caused
the blood to leave his head with a
ueer cooling off process, and he felt
a strange calmness and clearness of
vUlon. Then the blood came leaping
bai k and his heart began to pound.
"Mrs. Grldley," he began in agita
tion. "Dear Mrs. Grldley, at last I
know what I want."
"I think I can guess," she laughed,
and Bolles noted a tlnse of bitterness
In 'he laugh. "Yon want to help us
with the fish cakes Sunday morning."
The shaft went home and Holies
knew it was merited.
"Pear-t Margaret," he said hum
bly, "I Reserve that.' llut-avetf your
dUcemOifi-l has sot fathomed the ex
tent of my desire J want to help
with the Ilia cakes every morning!"
And the -sewing work was cast ruth
lessly aside.'
- When the girls fame home, breezy
and giggling, they seemed very young
Indeed and positively tiresome. They
Were not in the least surprised to hear
that ' Mr. Bolles was going to marry
tkiilr mother. It was evident they had
cousiowed him all along as her ad
snlrer. And so ha had been, but it had
taken him some time to wake up to
It. how the lady herself had reg rd
d him may be left to the astuteness
f lh reader. ANNIS REYN0i.L8,
, The feminine Nature.
' Woman's cares are her greatest
joys, and unleaa she Is worried she's
stiUerable. .
The Braggart Sized Up.
The nan who says he can do any
thing can usually do nothing.
Have Fallow-Feeling.
Never find your delight in another's
SBt-.fortuna. PubUua ua
Of Interest
to Women
City Lite Harder-rarawr's Wife !
Meat! Net Eavy Her Urbaa Sister
Frevaleat Belief That the Tenser is
a Hoasebold. Dnidge Disproved by
Facts Ce i parisea of Coadilioas.
Does the farmer's wife work too
hard? Is she a greater drudge than
the city housewife? Is her health
broken by tot 1 more quickly than that
of the woman of the city?
It la a prevalent belief that as com
pared with a city housewife the farm
er's wife has a harder lot In life. We
do not believe It. It Is true that a
farmer's wife, particularly In her early
days of married life, works hard, tut
so must the wife of a city mechanic
The farmer's wife works to secure a
home snd a competence for hersplf
and her family and In order that she
may spend her declining years in com
fort and peace, while the life of a me
chanic's wife from her weddtnie day
to ber death Is, as a rule, a never-ending
bitter struggle to make the Inade
quate income of her husband meet the
demands of the family.
Very few mechanics working for
day -wanes ever secure a competency
to care for them In their old age. It
is hard work down to the bitter end,
snd the city housewife Is confined to
the narrowest social limitations and
comforts of every day life.
The farmer's wife must rise early
ind rook three meals a day for her
'ltingry husband and boys, but she has
n abundance for ber table growing at
er kitchen door and Is rarely obliged
o economize In food. The mechanic's
lfe must rise even earlier In oriier
0 prepare her buBband's breakfast In
Imc tor him to make a Journey of fu'-r
ir five miles or even greater dlstan--"!'
1 time to be at his place when work
pgina, and often she Is obliged to
rarttce the most rigid economy in or
!er to provide food for her table.
The farmer's wife lives in a rlum
itmoapbere. In a riot of sunshine and
iweet air, while the mechanic's wife
ften during her whole life Is con
1ned to three or four small rooms to
irhlch she must climb up long flights
it stairs, and Is only able to snatch
in occasional breath of air or feel the
sun's warmth for an hour in a crowd
ed city park.
Modern conveniences can now be
found in thousands of farmhouses all
over the land. Equipped with bath
tubs, hot and cold water, acetylene
gas, telephones and every modern aid
to good living, the farmer's home is
far more comfortable, on the average
than the home of the city mechanic.
Life in city fiat Is depressing and
has a narrowing influence upon the
lives of women. The telephone and
he trolley have banished the Isola
ton under which formerly farmers'
Ives suffered and have brought them
nto as close relation with their rela
'ves, friends and neighbors aa that
njoyed by the wife of the city work
r. City life has many attractions for
omen and possesses many advan
gea to people who have the money
pay for them. But, taking the life
' the wife of the average farmer and
e wife of the average city mechanic
-ere la breadth and hopefulness
:d sweetness and comfort for the
rm woman which can never be at
'ned by the dweller In a city flat.
England for English Girls.
The Countess) of Egerton, widow of
arl Egerton of Tat ton, whose first
' teband' waa the Duke of Bucklng--.ra.
-according to report, has planned
movement among titled English
omen to resist the "Yankee in
bIoq." by which the most eligible
Kagland'a unmarried noblea are he
lp captured by the daughters of sa
il log American millionaires.
Countess of Egerton.
The plans of the countess content
(ate nothing less than a campaign of
"lunation among women members of
he English aristocracy, particularly
mothers, with a view to securing
nlted and Intelligent action to Influ
xes their sons and brothers against
narrylng American girls.
1'ndcr the countess' plan, it Is said,
he mothers will begin to inculcate In
heir sons at an early age scorn for
'merican girls and women who come
a England and sell themselves for
ilies, and contempt for Englishmen
ho Bell their titles.
Girls In Gautsmala.
None of the maidens in Guatemala
are allowed to go abroad from their
homes without the company of a chap
eron, and a lover Is only allowed to
come and court his sweetheart
through the heavily barred windows
bf her father's home. After they are
married they pass along the streets In
Indian file, the woman marching
ahead, so that the husband can be
In a position to prevent any fllrta
tions.
T Farmer's Ben.
Johnny, a farmer lad. whose duty
It waa to milk and take care of the
cows, always had a strong barnyard
odor about him. As this was offensive
to' the teacher and pupils of the dis
trict school ha attended, the teacher
decided to write to Johnny's mother
and see If she could not send Johnny
to school In better condition. She
wrote, and this waa what the boy's
mother answered: "Johnny alnt no
roe. Don't audi bint, teach him."
Damaris
The gathering night wb fi"ed r.-'.ih
the prophecies of the h editing storm.
The first drops of sleut v.-ere already
knocking sharply on the wl'jdow
panes; all about the solitary hcise
the wind Joined Its mosniiir; it:lt 'he
lamentation of the vast gn y r. rs,
and regularly over tha eolUu ai.-.jrt-paniment
of wind and wave rftr (:
long wails of the whlstlirg b-.cy far
down the bay.
Damaris French set a b.-iglitly
burning lamp on one of the Ult. hea
window sills; It was a custom hon
ored by the generations of Frenches
who had dwelt on that islnud In the
bay, that on stormy nights a llsht
should be kept burning to guide any
man to haven who might be on the
seething waves.
The girl stood looking down the
avenue of light Into the vast grayn 'ss
beyond, and her strong young fa e
trembled with emotion, for in the
quiet places of her heart there wa? a
great sorrow that rang with the mean
ing of the waves.
"I set my signal and he failed to
come."
Through the long watches of Jie
nlRht before Damaris had fought WtS
the grira thing that lay In her h-nt;-.
or's lungs and protested at eeh
breath that came In or went out, nn
when the morning had dawned it h t
seemed as If her strensth were pfle
Then Damaris bad stor.d In the
doorway and watched the rising sua
'.Inse every wave with brightness, r.rri
looked over to the little village on
the mainland where the roofs shone
white.
Over in that village on the main
land dwelt young Dr. Stlckney. With
the earnestness born of his love for
Damaris he had come to the Island
day by day and wooed Its fair yor.r
mistress with a quiet persistency th-.i
war full of latent strength. And whMi
Damaris had gently tried to mal'e
him understand that his presence vi'
superfluous to her bai pir.ess he wc.i'u
"onie back the next day and talk lob
tter catching with Lon.
To satisfy his persistency Bhe hid
.nade the concession of a proml.e
that if ever she wanted him she would
hoist a square white flag on her pole
nd ho would come whatever mlej'it
"e in the way he would come to hur.
And as she had watched the mo-n-ng
light dancing on the crests of the
vaves she had stretched out her
lands as if something of the man's
strength came to her acroaB the wa
ers. "For Lon's Bake I will call you,
Marc Stlckney," she cried, and JO
uinutes later a square of white sail
loth floated broad In the morning
sunlight
As she looked Into the vast gray
:ess of the coming night the sorrow
'f It filled her young heart; It was 'or
.on's sake she had waved that incs
age to the strong man across the wa
ers and he had not heeded her neces
Ity. Now that the darkness and
torm had come It was too late.
The girl was very weary, and now
hat Lon was better and sleeping
iuietly their was time for thought It
vas a bitter thing that ber call had
ieen disregarded and she spoke qukk
y to herself:
"I'll haul down the flag!"
Out In the night all was blaokr.eiif
ave for the shaft of llgiht from the
vlrdow and the twinkling of the Twin
Ights on a reef far out to sea. Thf
leet cut sharply against Damaris'
tee as she ran along the cliff, and the
ind tore wildly at her hair. The
ag cracked smartly above her beat?
nd Damaris pulled frantically at til
ial yards to haul It down.
"I could pull like this at a mr.n's
eirt!" Bhe cried, and her ku.s1
cl.oed Into the moaning of the wave
With a long, ripping tear the n-s
w e down. A great sob burst fro::,
araarls. She had felt so certain o
tare Stlckney In her hour of nec?!
The buoy whistled shriller now, an;'
te roar of the storm was etl-on-.
om the waves. As DamuHs si.
ered back through the wlldness '
is night she fell strangely alou't
midst the vastness of the storm.
She pushed open the kitchen door
nd stood amazed on the thresho'd,
er fair hair blown loose about her
sesd and the flush of the wind on het
uce. A tall man by the stove turncl
nd put out both hands.
"DamarlBl" he said.
The girl threw back her head.
"1-on's better," she said, briefly.
Marc Stlckney did not move, but
he cords rose on his strong, young
nee.
"I sent for you this morning for
on," explained Damaris.
The man raised one hand slightly.
"My mother saw your signal set for
te. I have come from far to do your
-Iddlnfc, Dimaris!"
"Lot needed you," said the girl.
Ue still held fast to the dripping
'e. e of sail cloth that she had torn
'ro:n the night.
All at once Damaris remembered
hat this man bad done for her; how
e must have come over the danKer
ubly seething bay at the peril of his
wn life; how he had not failed of
lie promise, even though it must cost
n ending in the angry waters.
"Damaris! Is It that my coming Is
othlng to you?" he asked, and all the
rength of love was in bis fare.
The girl leaned slightly forward
he sail cloth lay In a heap on the
nor. All that mattered now was this
-in and the Joy that seemed bursting
cr heart She put out her hands to
it. his and her voice faltered a lit-
' I guess It was I who wsnted yet:!"
e said. M1S3 RUBY H. MARTY N.
Got Away in a Hurry.
"My wife didn't believe I was help
ing decorate for the celebration, and
t'-.e c.ct me at the door last nlfcht
with frost in both eyes." "Did you
run?" "Run! I aviated!"
The Philosopher of Folly.
"Our family is gettlrg up in tha
world," says the Philosopher of Folly.
"We used to have a t red girl, but
now bv a o-ald.'
I'loics and :
Comment
Of Interest to Women Readers
FOR BAKING POTATOES.
T ibsrs Stuck on Spikes and Cook
Evenly All Around.
Hereafter the burned potato will be
a 1'ilng forgotten In well-appointed
1. j.joholds. The epicure need no
I 'f fear the sight of a tuber with
i.lb side the color of the earth and
i 'e other side the color of .Pittsburg.
A Massachusetts man has invented a
1 tv ito-baking utensil which insures
:" r, even cooking all around and
rtnigtt to the very heart of the vege
i Ue. This utensil consists of a long
i -1 plate with opposite rows of V-
":rred Incisions, the metal there
ithln having been turned up to form
-'v- of spikes, on which potatoes are
nr?cd. Stuck upon these prongs,
he potatoes become thoroughly and
nroriuly roasted and there Is Do
ct .-salty of turning them from aide to
S.- to keep them from becoming
torched in one part At one end of
!-.c bottom plate Is a handle piece by
vb'ch the device may be pushed In or
-!: "ed out of the oven without burn
n$ the fingers on the hot metal.
For Invalids.
Teef Juice. Take lean round steak.
' ,t It slightly In a pan over the fire,
' '-'t sojieeze In a warm lemon squeez
r. Season with a little salt. . 8erve
: i colored claret gless, as Invalids
f: - n object to beef Juice on account
'.he color.
. T'iked Milk. Put. the milk in a
ai covering the opening with white
r er, and bake In a moderate oven
n:ll thick as cream. May be taken
' the most delicate stomach.
Hyrerlne and Lemon Juice. Half
t half on a piece of absorbept cot
t is the best thing to moisten the
and tongue of a fever parched ua
cat. ''ilon Gruel. Boil a few sliced Cn
i In a pint of fresh milk, stirring
3 a little oatmeal and a pinch of salt;
vt until the onions become tender
j'i take at once.
'OUNTE88 SENT TO PRISON.
I.a 'y Constance Lytton Placed in Jail
'or Taking Part in Suffragette
Demonstration,
l ady Constance Lytton and Mrs. H.
v Brallsford, arrested following a
Mffragett demonstration against
CjrKacr jy-rro.-r
David Lloyd Oeonre, chancellor of the
exchequer, were sentenced to a
nonth's Imprisonment which term aba
served.
Silk 8tocklngs Indispensable.
Susan B. Anthony waa a woman of
ilmple taste In dress, but her close
friends knew of one pretty feminine
.anlty she always held to. She had a
weakness for silk stockings. Being
pressed on one occasion for an ex
planation of what most women at one
time regarded as an unnecssary ex
travagance, ah? laughingly exclaimed:
'Oh, I Just love 'em. Tber are an In
spiration. If I have my silk stockings
on when I rise to make an address, I
feel Just like I am walking among the
clouds. They help me to soar away
on flights of eloquence. I wouldn't be
without them."
Household Sachet.
A coarse powder to place In sachets
among one's clothing Is made of these
Ingredients: Coriander, orris root
rose leaves, aromatic calamus, each
on ounce. One or two ounces laven
der leaves and one-fourth dram rbo
dium wood, musk, Ave grains. A
preparation made of this bulk of ma
tenuis is highly scented, so thai l
should be sparingly used.
No Excuse.
An evangelist waa exhorting hla
bearers to flee from . tha wrath te
come. "I warn you," ha thundered,
"that there will be weeping and watt
ing and gnashing of teeth.' "
At this moment an old woman In
the gallery stood up. "Sir," she about'
ed, "I have no teeth."
"Madam," returned the evangelist,
"Ueth will bo provided." Success.
lie
The Way of a Woman
"What beastly hot weather," ex
claimed Tons Coleman, sitting down
on the grass beside bis sister Lillian.
"I'hew! Just catch me playing ten
nis again to-day," be continued, mop
ping his face.
"I wish you hadn't played." retort
ed Daisy Wilson; "It would have
spared me the humiliation of being
beaten." "Too bad," teaslngly ssld
Tom ; "but If you come to me on some
cool day I'll give you lessons cheap."
"A fig for your kindness," flashed back
Daisy, "I could beat you If I really
cared to. I dare you to play another
set." She Jumped to her feet and
grasped her racket with a determined
look on her pretty face. Bhe made a
very pretty picture. A slender, grace
ful girl of 22. Her soft, fluffy hair was
piled high on ber shapely head. Her
beautiful dark eyea flashed and her
Hps looked like a crimson streak. Her
face was flushed from the hot sun.
"Will you play?" demanded Daisy,
"or perhaps you are afraid."
"You can't catch me that way,"
said Tom, shaking hla head. "I'd
rather be called n coward than melt
Into oblivion. 1 must refuse, Daisy,"
he continued mournfully.
"You are afraid," said Daisy, curl
ing her pretty Up. "Perhaps." said
Tom, "but 111 talk to you Instead."
"That would be ten times worse."
disdainfully replied Daisy. "Very
well, have It yonr own way," said
Tom, letting a grieved look appear on
his handsome face.
"Do stop, both of you," said gentle
Lillian, tearfully. "I wish you would
not torment each other so. Now listen
to me," she continued. "I received a
letter from Victor Moore. He is com
ing to-morrow." A pretty blush stole
over her face.
"I know It," said Tom. "I also re
ceived a letter. He Is going to bring
a friend along."
"Who Is Victor Moore?" asked
Daisy with Interest "A friend of
mine," said Tom, "but don't hold that
against him."
'.'Why, I shall be most pleased to
see him; in fact, charmed," replied
Daisy. Tom eyed ber auspiciously,
but said nothing. "I wish he would
hurry and come. I am longing for
someone to talk to." said Daisy.
"Well, I can hurry him up by tele
graph If you want me to," replied Tom
lazily.
"Oh, there la no need for that," air
ily responded Daisy.
Victor Moore bad come with his
friend, Edgar Winters. Daisy eyed up
both young men and decided that Vic
tor was the best looking, but as be
had eyea only for Lillian she gave htm
up and turned all her batteries upon
the hapless Edgar Winters. He danced
attendance upon her from morning to
night and soon discovered that his
heart waa gone for good this time.
Both young men had been urged to
spend a few weeks and both eagerly
accepted the Invitation.
All this while Tom looked on both
Winters and Daisy In an amused fash
Ion. One morning on coming down stairs
he met Daisy dressed In a riding habit
"Good morning, Daisy," he said
cheerfully, "going for a ride with Win
tera?" "Yes," shortly replied Daisy,
"no one else cares to go with me."
"Why, Daisy, I should be plessed
to go," said Tom, "but I am afraid to
approach you nowadays for fear of be
ing challenged to a mortal combat"
"I wish you would stop teasing me,"
tearfully said Daisy. "That's all you
do."
"Daisy," said Tom In a low tone,
"dear Daisy, let me take you riding
this morning. Ploase do," this last
humbly.
Daisy looked up suspiciously. "Mak
ing fun of me again. Tom Coleman
you are horrid," and with a stamp of
her foot she walked off quickly. Tom
looked after her with a tender look
In his eyea and smiled to himself aa
If he had Juat discovered something.
"Dairy," Edgar Winters waa saying,
'1 love you, dear." They were seated
on a r o-sy b- t k a iiure Disy hd
wanted to get off her horse to pick
Sowers.
"Are you sure tie:e Is no hope for
me." he coutlnucd ssdly. Daisy mourn
fully nod'ed her head.
"It's To-. l-n't It?" he asked. Agn'n
she nodded bet" bead. He helped her
on her horse and silently they rode
home. Daisy hul an uneasy feeling
that mbt bad not acted fairly, but she
tilled it with the nought that he
would easily fcrget her after he got
back to town. That night Winters
went home. When he shook hands
witb Tom he said, "She loves you, old
man; I wish you both all the happi
ness In the world." They shook hands
warmly.
That night on going Into the library
Tom stumbled and almost fell over a
small heap. On turning on the lights
he aaw Daisy sitting on the floor with
her head burled in the large arm chair.
Going over he lifted ber gently and
laughing softly he drew ber In his
arms tenderly.
"So It is me you love after all," be
aald happily. Getting no answer he
tried to look Into her face, but she
burled It deeper and deeper.
"Oh, I ssy, Daisy, I lore you." His
arms tightened around ber. "You
may as well make up your mind to
have me," he continued, "for I have
made up my mind to marry you. You
need someone to take care of you."
Still getting no answer he dropped his
light, airy tones and said quietly, "Do
you love me, Daisy?" A muffled "yes"
was his answer. B. MILDRED WIN
BURGH. Criminal a 'Cool Hand.
For coo! Impudence, tha conduct of
a Frenchman at an underground sta
tion In Paris la difficult to equal It
was stated to the magistrate before
whom he waa charged recently, that
aa cut a plait of hair from tha head
of a little girl on tha platform. When
arrested, IS other plaits war found
on him, and It was proved that ke had
already been sentenced for tha aaa
iffeaaa.
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B03-B08 Seventh Street, I
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Cavcit. Arxi Trade-Marks obtained uvt till Pat-
rnt tunjaco.-nducteU ir Moderate Pecs.
O'ldOmccii opposite U. S. Pir HTOmer
tana we cansec utj puittiL is wca ui-ie loan tr
remote Irorn ttaMiintrton.
, Scad model, dr.iiug or photo.. With derfM
f durga. Oar fM nX due tail patent ft aacnrcd. J
:ion. a iuvim. 11 DaieauoiA or Bot. irea m
-oit of ume m tha Ua 5. und ioreigo. couuxmj
sent free. Address, i
a BVaaaaiLji rv -now O ULfajn I'jlerifs.' with
C.A.SNOW&CO.
OP.. PATtNV OmCC. WASHINGTON. D C
eaaiaaeat-aeaeaoaoatatia
Physician have long bona looking
for a harmless hnadacbe care. II
has been produced by no eminent
chemist of the National (Capital. It
is kno-n aa.BROMO-PEiMiN. Besibes
oaring every form of headache
instantly, Bromo Pepsin U eqaally
and aa promptly effiuaoiou in
chronio and acnte indigestion and
the nervous disorders incident there
o. It is efferescent and pleasant
to take and may be had of all Dp k
date druggists at ten oeats a bottle.
It oomea as a boon to mankind ant.'
womankind. For sale at C. U.
Armstrong, Draggist.
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NO. ICS.
The Commissoneni of Pike Guinty
will hereafter hold Regular Meetings
the 1st einratlay of each 1110. between
thohiHirsof 9 a. m. and 1 p. in. except
lag iu the months when Court may
beinseadion, and then during Court
THEO. II. BAKEK
C'ouiii)!! ners Clerk
Absolutely Harailsta. ' Curst ss ks Spot
BROMO-PEPSIN
"XoU tha Word Pepsin"
1 1 D C C HfADKHE, S EEPLESSNCSS
U U rl 1-3 INDIGESTION t NERVOUSNESS
All OrutiUts, lOo. iSolSOo.
for sals bj C. O. Abwstuonu, DruggUi
WANTS SUPPLIED ! I
If you want uor head, bill hernia, letto
heacU, taleiuenta. show oardt, programs
Urge posters, sale bill, dtxlgun envelope
t& buaiaeita curd or job piloting
every description, done up In tbe best 117!
toi you Id an bp-todnte ud arttitic mu 1
oereallai.d see ua. Price r
THK PRESS PRTN'T.
J. C. CHAMBERLAIN
Real Estate Agent.
Houses and Lots and lota without Hons
Dealer In all kinds of Property.
Notary Public
ALL BUSINESS GIVEN
PROMPT ATTENTION
Office at Residence on
Water Street
Wilford. Pa
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PORT JERVIS
Solid Pullmsn trains to Buffalo, Nlsa
ara Palls, Chautanqna Lake. Cleveland
Chicago and Cincinnati.
Tickets on sale at Port Je alt
points in the West and Southwest ai Iowpi
rates than via anj other flrat-olaes line.
In effect June Slth. 1908.
Tbaiks Now Liavi Port Jsrvis ss
Follows.
EASTWARD
48, Dally 4
10
40 '
10 "
" Dally Kxpresa 6
" 86, Local Kxuept Sunday . . 0
44 Holidays only 6
W ..
bt A, u
.81 "
as
90
84 P.M.
80 '
80 '
66 "
86 '
15 "
No. 8, Ualiy Kxpress 6
" 708, Way Sunday Only T
" 48, Local eierptSun a Hoi 7
' 80, Local Except Sunday.. 10
" 4. Daily Expiess 1
704, 8uoday Only a
' 84, Way dally exe't Sund'y 8
' 8, Dally Express 4
' 88. Way dally exo't Sund'y 0
" 708, Ul Suoday Only.... 7.
WESTWARD.
No 7, ially Express 18 88 A H
'.' 4!, Dally 8 86
' 17 Dally Milk Train 8 10 A
' 1. Dally Express 11.84 '
" 115, 01 Ho'dnloE'pt 8un.. IS 16 r.
" 8, EspressChlcagollindal 8 88 '
' 89, Dally Except Sunday.. 6 00 '
" 6. Limited Daily Express. 10 05 '
Trains leave Chambers street, New
tfork, for Port Jervls on week duys at
3.80, 7 15, 8 15. 10 80 A. II.. 1.00
8 90, 4 80. 6 16, 7.16, 8 16 18 46 T. U.
OnSundsys,7. to, a. ti
18 10. 1.16 7 80.9 15 r. u.
H. L. 8LAUSON. Ticket A gt, Pt Jervl.
H.W.Hawley,
Div'n Paasgr. Agent.
Chambers St. Station New Ymk
William B. Kenwo.lhey M. D
Physician anJ Sureon .
OlOoa and reatJ.tno Brua4 Slroct
ext Court House. lULKOI'-O.
For Bent
Famished rooms lo rent. Enaairu
of Mrs. Etta Puillon, Corner Broad
and Ann KtreeUs, Milford, Pa.
The Real Rsason.
Sha "Only think. Frau Huhmelr
threw a flstlron at her buebaad's
head because he accidentally sat down
on her new hat! I co.ilun't do a thing
like that!" Ho "No, you love me
too much, don't you?' She "Tos;
and. besides, I haven't any new hat"
Meggendorfer Blaetter,
Lack of Judgment
"So Cayuse Charley met his fata
at tha hands of a posie?" "Yep," an
swered Three-linger 8sm. "What was
the trouble?" "His immejlt difficulty
was a lack of Judgment aa to speed.
Ha helped himself to a horse, but
didn't pick one that waa fast enough
to keep ahead of the party aa went
after him."
Her 'Phone Number.
A young lady who was very fond
of cucumbers went to the garden and
got three and ata them. One of them
was very green the young lady waa
taken sick, and dit-4 In twenty-four
hours afterwards. What waa her
'phone number?
I 1-1 Green.
The New Writing.
Advice to an ambitious writer from
a literary bureau: "Let your story al
ways have contained In it tha element
of lova, but always treat It la a strik
ingly original T.iy. Tha old forms
hai gone out"