A Jnkf of Mark Twain.
lrohw.bly few people aro aware that
the theatrical godfather of that fa
oimia actor, William Gillette, wan Mark
5"waln, who was a fellow townsman
ml a friend of his father. Mark
fc"wain. In referring to the matter, saitt
that when he N his influence to get
Young Gillette on the stage he thought
tie was playing a great Joke on the
tnanagemuil, for he did not think 011
ette had the slightest, aptitude for act
ing. But It turned out to be no Joke
. fter all. "I don't know." said Mark
frwaln. "which I like hotter-having
Gillette make a tremendous success or
teeing one of "my jokes ro wrong."
, A Pern Ahead.
They were about to open the Tana
na cnnnl In duo form.
"What are we waiting fur?" asked
he man who was to deliver the ora
tion. "We are waiting," answered the mas
ter of ceremonies in a husky whisper,
"to see If we cun t scare up a few
'American built ships to go through
'Urst!" Chi'.-) go Tribune.
TRIAL, i? of the NKEDliMS
.SAY WAui.' ItWfcN T
YOUODTANYTtllNO FIT
TO EAT m THE PLACE'
jury boss Ebmukv vm
PW PAW LAXATIVE Pill!
DF.Y AM MIGHTY FINE f 0 Ut
EVEHYTHINO TASTfci
LPPtTITt
LIKE PUNK
AJltft. MAf TMAT AN
HXfRA UWit STEAK. I
rOIIli) PAT A COW SINCE
i; b vawhaw
RESOLVED-THAT WMEMEVrW. I AA MLIOUB.
Cty)I5T!ATCD. Lirrt B WIT
any uvea TROUBLE. 1 V1
tOT lfATED. LirrtB WITH UWIOrSTlON OH4
Huron'i Paw 1'aw Pill mux tin
liver Into activity by gentle methods
They do not scour, gripe or weaken. The
aire a tonic to the stomach, liver and
nerve; Invigorate Instead of weaken.
They enrich the blood and enable the
tomach to get alt the nourishment from
food that Is rut Into it. These pills con
tain no calomel ; they are soothing, heal
ing and stimulating. For sale by all drtig-arl-tts
In 10c and 25o sizes. If you need
medical advice, write Munyon's Doctors.
They will advise to the best of their abil
ity absolutely free of Charge. MUM
TON'S, r,:)d and Jefferson tits., Phil
saaclnhia. Pat.
Munyon a Cold Remedy cures a cold In
lone day. Price 25c. Munyon's Rheuma
tism Remedy relieves In a few hours and
cures in a lew days. Price z&c.
II If ItajfiiisAfiiSa
Stops Lameness
Much of the chronic lameness
in horses is due to neglect.
See that your horse is not al
lowed to go lame. Keep Sloan's
Liniment on hand and apply at
the first siim of stiffness. It's
wonderfully penetrating goes
right to the spot relieves the
soreness limbers up the joints
and makes the muscles clastic
and pliant.
Here's the Proof.
Mr. G. T. Roberti of Retaca, Gi.,
H.F.O. No. t. Box 43, writes i " I have
noed your Linlmtnt on a horse for swee
tie? and effected a thorough cure. I al
so removed a spavin on a mule. This
pavln was as large a a guinea gf. In
, mi estimation th but nnisdy for lame
aess and soreness is
Sloan's
Liniment
Mr. H. M.Gibbs.of Lawrenct, Kant.,
R.r.D. No. j. writes: "Your Lini
ment is the best that I have ever nsed.
I had a mare with an sbacest on her neck
and one 50c. bottle of Sloan's Llniniertt
entirely cored her. I keep It around all
the time for galls snd small swellings
ad for everything about the stock."
Sloan's Liniment
will kill a spavin,
curb or splint, re
duce wind pulfs and
swollen joints, and
is a sure and speedy
remedy lor fistula,
Sweeney, founder
and thrush.
Prlca 0o. and $1.00
loan's am
hersra. Itl, shrp
and panltry (Ml
ft. AddrtM
Dr. Earl S. Sloau,
Boston, Mass., TJ. I. A.
Are the
millions wrong
those millions who use
candy Cascarats? They
seekwhat you seek bowel
action; but they choose m gentle
way. Instead of harsh cathartics,
which make the bowels hard,
-they use a natural yet effective
v -
eip. . kj
CUT THIS OtT, mall 11 with yourad
lrwc U Sterling Hemedy Company,
:M:4iii, 111., arid receive a handsome
bouveiilr (old lion Hon Box FKKifi.
RUPTURE
w W ur girts utrllOA
r dutwnilon twin baiuw. u pr vin
rnrttl until iatiul la cotulUif
uik1. Wrim or ott wa
UB. FRANK X. WHAT
eess (!. r L 1 lsSIssiClty,U.
VETEUIHARY COURSE AT H0MB
ft 1 O f f 7r snd aiiotrrfa h iwli taklus
"""vv inirj I..UI, at hoiiia ilurlus
tllU. 1. . -ll.L ..... T . '
....... rl,...n. r.i.R iip ; iriiiiuui. llPJ Yf
Mtiirtttios taituiUwl . iArll'julara fr.
ter.r rprwfm4vltM SkmI, St. IS,
r 4 1
T7 I
lOLXi . i i 1 1 1 i ,r
JYfiU Oftvs nil
En
n lisp's.! I
1 gl i ii saawassassa
The Quest of
etty
Tiy MA. CD A.
Copyright, 1904, by W. 0. Chspmss
nnnnnnunnunnninnuntinunnnunu
n
n
H
Df
n
n
n
0
M
n
n
n
u
n
u
n
u
u
n
u
MC QLIIST
mm
mi ifef
the story.
The plot of this romance hinges on fervid human emo
tionslove, Jealousy, avarice, hatred. livery character is
intense and graphically delineated. There are two beautiful
women Cerissc and Nartfsse one like a pure, beautiful
lily, all gentleness and affection, the other a siren whose
restless spirit thrives only in excitement and change. To
their lives are linked the welfare or wreck of others, and
where the story Is not absorbingly dramatic it becomes
startlingly tragic.
Since the famous days of the wonderful "mystery
stories" of Poe, no romance has approximated his cele
brated creations of fiction more closely than this serial.
The "Man-Apcrilla," the kidnaping of Betty Lancey, the
marvelous '"diamond" castle in Africa, the mysterious
electric launch, the strange characters and their strange
ndventures, all combine to make "The Quest of Betty
Lancey" a masterpiece of modern fiction.
n
m
u
n
u
m
u
000000R00H000H0 000000000000
' CHAPTER I.
Mrs. Annie Desterlo padded uncom
fortably up the front stairs to the sec
ond story front room, grumbling loud
ly at every step.
For Mrs. Destorlo, who was nearly
fifty years old, and who for more than
half that time hud supported herself
and her husband, Pierre, by keeping
a bourdiiiR house, lind recently begun
to grow moro than partridge plump.
With the rapid obliteration of her
girlish outlines, which process might
hnvo been checked had Mrs. Desterlo
been less a mistress of culinary art
and Htlll less fond of her own cook
ing, hud developed an increase in the
transportation problem around tho
Dcsterle domicile. In theso days, from
the basement kitchen to the third
story front was as appalling a climb
to Mrs. Desterlo as tho Journey up
Washington monument had been when
shu and Pierre had taken their tion
evmoon trio for sightseeing thirty
years aeo.
"Dear me!" puffed Mrs. uesterio ar.
the second floor landing. "J believe I'll
ask that woman to move when hr
week's up. Bho nover gets down to
breakfust and the two daya she's been
here she's noted mighty queer. Don't
know why I'm so foolish to ton an
tho way up here like this, but I'vo
Tung her bell twice and sho don't an
swer, though it's most noon. If Pierre
was ever around now. Lately ho seems
to be of less uso than ever. Strangers
In the house always did make, me feel
nervous. I'm most afraid to climb
any further; Beems llko I sense
something wrong. And as long
a I've been keeping boarders nover
before did I let anyone como in that
didn't know anything at all about.
But the poor little thing looked so
tired and pretty, and her big bunch
of violets smclled so sweet; why, she
was Just llko a spirit coming out of
tho rain. It was so late, too, and,
well, as I was none too caroful In
finding out who she was, but she's had
time enough to look around by now.
and I'll Just tell Miss Cerlsse Wayne,
as she calls herself, that she'll '..ave to
move to-morrow. This Is such a love
ly spring day that looking for an
other room may bring a little color
Into her pale cheeks. No, I don't want
her around. Young Simpson was mak
ing eyes at her Inst night, which is too
bad, for he's engaged to Miss Gentry.
And Ada Gentry's a nice girl. She'll
be getting mad and leaving next, and
then he'll follow, and they're two of
my best boarders; been here now for
seven Chrlstmases."
Mrs. Destcrlo's soliloquy and her up
ward pilgrimage ended with the same
breath. At the end of the hall before
her the door to the third story front
parlor looked ominously funereal in its
dull respectability of time-stulned wal
nut Annie Desterlo was born to emer
gencles, and had been a mainstay and
a prop, all of her life, but for tho first
time within her memory her spirit fal
tered.
Um," she sniffed, as she approached
the door. "It does smell like cigar
ettes up here. Ada told me yesjerduy
morning she thought she smelted
smoke coming from Miss Wayne's
room. Oh, MIhh Wayne, Miss Wayne,
Miss Wayne!" called the landlady in
a succession of erescendos.
No answer came. 8o tho woman In
the hall knocked loudly on the door.
Bilenco still. She tried the door. It
wus locked, though beneath the linn
grasp of this experienced landlady
coupled with a vigorous kick, the lock
gave way and the door swung open
Mrs. Desterle's quick eye gave one
glance around her, her Jaw dropped
snd her eyes nearly catapulted out o
her head. She stumbled Into the room
and over to the bed. She put out her
hand, startled, and impulsively felt
of the coverlets and what luy upon
them. Her fingers had barely touched
the sheet when a noise from tho fur
ther corner made her turn. At sight of
what was there Mrs. Desterle toBsed
Hen apron over her head, and scream
ing, shrieking, howling, run into the
hall, tumbling down flight after flight
Of stairs, to fall in a helpless, frothing
heap at the feet of her husband, gasp
ing incoherently;
"Upstairs, upstairs; at once! My
God! My God!"
Doherty, the , block policeman, who
did extra watch duty on the Doaterl
premises for the dully laucheon that
came from Annie's kitchen, had that
IcsUrit arrived for his diurnal nibble
Lancey
F. WEST
i
. Copytlfht la Crest Britain
u3
n
n
n
OP CI-TTV LANCEY Is a
remarkable serial. The word "remark
able" scarcely describes the merits, the
intensity of plot, and situations of this
fctrange and wierd but absolutely en
trancing work of fiction. Its concep
tion is phenomenal, its ranxe takes in
two continents. It is up to date in
style, development and a variety of
rare scientific developments that bring
out the best detective instinct and em
ploy wireless telegraphy and other
modern appliances to the purposes of
n
n
n
n
n
n
H
0
0
U
n
0
0
0
0
0
0
0
0
0
0
0
0
n
At sight of the calm Mrs. Desterle
thus prostrated, Doherty made for the
telephone.
"'Tin a riot call I should be sendln
In with Annie knocked out like this,"
mused Doherty. "For 'tis nover she
loses her head."
Hut he simply called the doctor and
helped tho little Frenchman carry his
stricken wife to her bedroom.
Annie Desterle lay still till they
reached the second floor. At the land
ing sho commenced her writhing
again.
Upstairs, upstairs!" her blood-pur
pled lips commanded, and she vainly
tried to motion towards the third story
front.
"I'd better be soeln' what's wrong in
the top of the house," suggested
Doherty, as they lay Annie on the bed.
"Who could be up there now?" .
The policeman stepped blithely past
Miss Gentry's room, with but a casual
glance Into its domestic depths,
straight to the wldo opened portal of
the third story front and across the
threshold.
I lie perfume of tho room was the
first greeting. An odd penetrating odor
mat savored of things forgot, and
things undone, a fragrance belonging
to Die mystic places of shadows, und
not to ono of the clean, well-soaped,
mid better dusted apartments of An
nie Desterle's boarding house. On tho
cheap oak table that had been drawn
close to the bed was a great bowl of
dying violets. Dy the flowers still burn
ed a drop light and besldo this an
opened fallen book as If the occupant
narj baited Bleep with story. A cold
Igaretto caso half emptied was under
the table, and tho stubs of the re
malndor of Its contents Bprlnkled the
lioor.
On the bed, clad in a soft gown, lay
young and beautiful woman. Her
lips were softly parted, tho dark lashes
touched the curve of her cheek to
gently that in spite of her pallor Do
nerty, who had looked on the dead
many times in his fifteen years of do
lice duty, pinched the thin white arm
again and again and patiently held a
mirror to the cold white lips before he
could believe that it was the girl's body
oniy, ana not ner body and soul that
wero outstretched before him, and that
she was quite dead.
He looked around the room and saw
no empty vials, nor boxes, nor even
tattling white paper that might have
neia tnose silence-bringing powders
women suicides afreet.
On the bureau was a Juggle of worn
ans clutter iiuirpins, a half dozen
long Jeweled hatpins, and one thick
gold Dracelet set with a very laree
ruby. The combs and the brushes
were elaborate specimens of the gold
smith's craft, and from an overturned
and broken bottle of fragile glass,
heavy scent was slowly trickling,
Kouge, cold cream, and savory rice
powders were Jumbled In sore disorder
with the collars and cleaned and solle
handkerchiefs. Kven a silk stocking,
small of foot and delicately green of
tint, had found a resting place upon
the neat linen cover of the bureau,
Tho woman's clothing, all of the rich
est muke, was tossed corelesnly on
big rlmlr. A largo traveling case of
green morocco leather, the same soft
dull shade as the irown and long
had first como to tho house, wus the
only luggage In the room. It bore a
silver monogram, "C. W.," and was
empty save for soft lingerie and two
letters addressed In a masculine hand
writing on heavy white paper and post
marked New York. The superscription
on each was the same,
Miss Orisno Wayne,
Co Doubleday Franz & Co., Hankers,
San Francisco, California.
Doherty. thrusting his fingers with
in the first envelope, wus withdrawing
Us enclosure when a Jlbberlng over
his shoulder turned him faint and Blck.
The policeman swerved his head.
And there, grinning into his face, with
Its hot breath smiting his cheek, Put
rick Doherty saw the most hideous
apparition mortal men might conjure
out of the depths of delirium, a most
fearful and terrible object.
Neither gorilla, nor ape, nor man,
nor demon, was tills thing. It whs all
four, with tho repulsion of thp snake.
Tull, gross and hairy, its pelt the exact
rusact shade of the curling hair that
veiled the dead woman on the bed, Its
eyes, black m the cornea, and white
In the pupil and iris, with half hands,
and feet half hoofs, the skull of an
pi, the leer of a arunken man, it
rlnned snd smirked at Doherty.
Doherty pulle his pistol. He aimed
tho thing. Then he shirt his eyes
nd st.isgcred to the hall, blind with
the flash and crazed with .fright. At
the door lie looked back. The Thing,
rlnnlng even behind the veil of
mnko, wns standing motionless where
Doherty had been arid beside It were
he two lerters addressed to Miss
erlfiKe Wync. The report of the
pistol bad called Pierre Desterle from
Is wife's side.
"Patreeck, ratreeck," he cried.
I'm coming. It is Pierre. What Is
It?"
rierre was mounting tho top stair
,'hen Doherty leaned over tho banls-
ers and pushed him back.
'Not here," gasped the policeman.
Send to tho station. Tell them quick
the dog-catcher a riot call hurry
hurry!"
Tho Frenchman saw the Irishman's
rosy face now white as chalk and his
unken eyes. Tho Thing within
Cerlsse Wayne's room began jlbberlng
gain. Tho policeman threw the
frightened Dcsterle down stairs and
alted in awful fear till help should
ome.
CHAPTER If.
As tho Fiftieth street police station
was only a block from the Desterle's
tho squad drawn out by Pierre's hys
terical summons had littlo time and
less opportunity for speculation as
they traversed this distance. Tho tacit
sentiment prevailing was that either
Desterle was drunk or that Doherty
was "sprung a bit in the head."
"What's the matter. Pat?" asked
Monahati, grabbing the palsied Doher-
ey by the shoulder, while a dozen more
officers piled Into the little hall and
overflowed Into the front room.
"Riot call for a suicide!" sneered
inn, who had always hated Doherty,
nd who, the llrst to cross the thresh
old had been tho first among them to
Iscovcr tho body. "Say, but she's a
looker, anyhow, and What's that?
What's thut?' shrieked Finn.
The Thing, which had been cowering
behind a thuir, had arisen and stepped
ut before tho policemen. Doherty's
fright was fleeing, so ho led tho squad,
and they advanced. The duel between
the one and the dozen now began.
They clubbed at it, they shot at it,
they grasped at It, but blows, shots,
nd clutches all missed fire and effect.
Strive as they would It eluded them.
They herded It into their midst and
round und round tho room the strange
struggle went on. Tho tuble was
overturned und the bowl of violets
truck against the shade of the falllns
drop light with on eerie crash. Sud
denly the pursued turned pursuer.
Plunging straight for Doherty II
wound its hairy arms around his neck
and dug its long claws through the
padding of his coat shoulder Into his
flesh.
Monahan pulled a blanket from tho
bed, Flnnerty a sheet. They tied the
sheet round tho long hind legs of the
Thing, they threw the blanket over its
hend, and they held it firmly there, till
in the fright and fight to free itself the
monBter loosened Its grip on the faint
lng Doherty.
Tho squad of officers, exhausted in
body and staggering in mind, could
roll no more coverings over the
scratching, writhing shape battling to
rid itself of tho swathlngs that ren
dered It helpless. The odds were that
this horrible caricature of man and
apo would overpower them.
'If only Flnley will send the dog-
catcher," groaned Monahan, "then we'd
have some place to put the beast."
The end man of them all went out
of tho room and dragged the prim
little mattress ore Miss Gentry's bed,
Just as ho came up to the confused
heap in the center of the death cham
ber, the Thing with the surge of a
bursting dam, rose up and scattered
Its captors like straws. Doherty, re
vived now, but mad with pain, shot
out his great ox-arm and hit the mon
ster squarely between the eyes. Reel
ing, swaying, stunned for tho time, It
fell over on the bed directly across the
frail white dead.
(To be continued.)
WILD GEESE.
.
They Sever Feed Without Throwing
Out Scouts or Sentries.
Some of the common sayings con
cerning birds are stupidly wrong,
"You stupid goose!" Is an expression
constantly heard, yet the goose, wheth
er wild or tame, Is most sagacious.
Wild geese, for instance, never feed
without throwing out scouts or Bea
trles.' J. G. Millals describes how he
aaw a flock of geese feeding with sen
tries out, aud how after a time one
of the sentries went up to a bird that
was feeding and gave It a gentle peck
on the back. The latter thereupon left
Us grazing and went off to take up
guard, while the sentry took its turn
to feed.
"Gentle as a dove" la such a com
mo proverb that the dove bas become
the emblem of peace. Quite a mis
take, for all the dove and pigeon tribe
are great flgbters, and In the breeding
season the cock birds Indulge In bat
tles royal.
The foolish prejudice against all
birds of prey Include that pretty little
hawk, the kestrel. Now, If the kestrel
were known as the mouse falcon It Is
possible that keepers would not In
variably shoot it on sight. The kestrel
lives mainly on mice and wlrewonus.
It Is quite Innocent of killing par
tridges. Iti a game preserving district In
southern Scotland kestrels were prac
tically exterminated a few years ago.
What was the result? Over a tract of
country of 1,200 square miles field
mice increased In such myriads that
the grazing was absolutely ruined. One
sheep farmer lost $S,000 in one year.
A Largr Hereptarlr.
"I watched your sister fixing hei
hair the other day," said Mrs. Nagget,
"and I must say she's not the most re
fined person in the world."
"No?" replied her husband, with a
belligerent air. "You don't approve
of her. eh?"
"Well,", she retorted with a disdain
ful sniff, "you never see hie with my
mouth full of hairpins."
"Of course not," he snapped; "what
do you want with so many halrpinsT"
Catholic Standard.
Mtanudrratood.
The attendant You mustn't handle
the musical instruments, sir.
Tho Visitor Oh, don't you be afraid
1 can't play 'em! Cleveland Plain
Dealer.
Coney Island Is sometimes visited
by DUO.Ouo people a day.
WHERE WASHINGTON'S HISTORIC
Tkt CUts Briif as It ttol4 is 114;, ttta u 1t prtt-
Thc first question that is generally asked by persons arriving at Wash
ington's Chain bridge for the first time, is, "Where are the chains?" There
are no chains, and there have been none for the last half century or more.
Rut there were chains at one time Uiat particularly designated the bridge
that crosses the Potomac river at tho Little Falls, several miles above George
town. Tho chains, too, were the all-important part of the bridge, says the
Washington Post, for It. was borne entirely by chains.
The first bridge over the Potomac at Little Falls, the head of navigation
of the river, was built In 1809. It was built by a Mr. Palmer, nnd lasted only
a short time, when it fell to pieces during a violent spring freshet. A sec
ond bridge took its placo, but that only lasted even a shorter time, about
six months. What was known as the Chain bridge was erected in 1810.
It was a suspension bridge, supported entirely by chains thrown over the
piers erected upon the abutments, which were about twenty feet high. These
chains were four in number. The pendents were hung on them alternately
about five feet apart, so that each chain received a pendent In every ten
feet. The bridge was invented by Judge Findley, who lived near Unlontown,
Pa., and where he had erected a similar chain bridge, which performed very
good service for many years. The span of the bridge was 128!i feet and
tho width sixteen feet. Its weight was about twenty-two tons, which was
regarded as a heavy weight In the bridge line in those days.
On March 3, 1853, Congress passed an act appropriating a sufficient sum
of money to repair the bridge, and Incidentally took the corporation of
Georgetown out of the transaction, the United States stepping In as Its
owner, a transaction which was perfectly satisfactory to all concerned. This
repaired bridge was still practically a chain bridge, though In the repairs
Iron In other forms was considerably' used. The bridge covered only the
river channel proper, there being a dirt roadway that approached the bridge
from either side. It was the washing away of these approaches more than
Injury to the bridge itself that put the Chain bridge out of commission so
frequently, for It became almost an annual occurrence, particularly during
the spring freshets, though in two or three years the washouts also occurred
during the fall storms.
The Chain bridge, besides being famous for its chiins and equally fa
mous because it has no chains, played' a very Inip-n-t-mt part during the
Civil War. At one timo one end of It was in pos -j;:ii of the Confederates,
while the other end was guarded by TTnion troujr;.
In the military campaigns In which the fauicu -, anny of the Potomac
took such a prominent part the larger part of the transportation took place
over the Long bridge and the Aqueduct bridge, several miles down the Po
tomac. Still, the Chain bridge was a place of great activity and interest
throughout the entire war. It was surrounded by fortifications for its pro
tection in case an effort was made by the enemy to use it as an approach
to Washington, and was at all times a very busy locality. The winters
when the army was camped In near-by regions of Virginia brought a good
deal of traffic to the Chain bridge.
In 1872 Congress put an end to the Chain bridge, except in name, by
appropriating $100,000 for the present Iron bridge. Though there was noth:
lng in the act Itself suggesting it, the old name still hangs to the bridge,
though it has no semblance to chains about it.
"SHOOT UP" A TOWN.
At Englevale, N. D., two cowboys fa
tally shot Louis Maxwell, a farmer,
took possession of the town for twelve
hours, and finally departed with armed
citizens in pursuit. The cowboys,
known as the Gant brothers, escaped.
In a pool room fight Maxwell was shot
by ono of the brothers. The Gants,
who recently came from Texas to work
on a ranch, then took possession of the
town. Firing volley after volley with
large revolvers, the two paraded the
streets and forced every one to do their
bidding until long after midnight.
They tben galloped off, much to the
relief of the inhabitants.
CHUBCH'S REAL HARVEST.
To Clear teh the First Christian
at Braver, Okla., Raised Corn.
The congregation of the First Chris
tian Church of Heaven, Okla, a Kans
as City Times co-respondent says,
planted and reaped forty acres of
broomcorn last season to raise funds
for reducing the Indebtedness on Its
new church building. The Rev. R. R.
Coffey, the pastor, led his congregation
In the work, men and women and boys
and girls joining with hiiu in the en
terprise. The land used belonged to James
Crabtree, a farmer, living four miles
west of Deaver. As the season prog
ressed the "church eld" thrived won
derfully. Whenever there was work
to do willing hands were found to do
it. The time of ripening came and the
corn grew yellow and golden in the
sunshine. There was much talk about
the prospect of high prices for broom
corn, and as the season advauced buy
ers began coming from eastern mar
kets to the broomcorn elds of Beaver
County.
Finally the day of harvesting ar
rived and the congregation of the
Reaver Christian Church was astir
early In the morning. Fathers and
mothers, boys and girls and young
men and young women, with the Rev.
Mr. Coffey at their head, went to the
"church farm" and ail day there was
laughter and pulliug of broomcorn
"straw." At noon everybody was
called to a basket dinner furnished by
the housewlveB who had piled up small
mountains of brown fried chicken,
with gravy, vegetables, country-cured
ham, Ughtbread. Jelly cake, caramel
cake, pie and all such things for kie
hungry workers.
When night came the harvesters had
"pulled" twenty-five acres of broom
corn, and next day the work was fin
ished. The straw'was hauled to town
and baled and was then ready for the
market. Buyers were asked to bid for
iJli
CHAIN BRIDGE GETS ITS NAME.
the "church farm" crop, and when the
price went up to $160 a ton, the corn
was sold five and one-half tons of it
which turned $880 in the church
treasury and came near lifting thr
church debt.
Wlint a Dollar Dour Can Do.
A man in a nearby city bought foi
his wife and child a year ago a dog,
for which he pair a dollar. It was
obviously .nothing wonderful in the
canine way merely a mongrel, with
the bulldog strain predominant. The
owner was a man in humble circum
stances, and the dog in his modest
dwelling was the principal asset aside
from a few sticks of furniture. The
other night Tom was tied to a leg of
the kitchen sink, as usual, and the
family went to bed. They were awak
ened by the dog at midnight scratch
ing at his master's door. When his
master came out to see what was the
matter the dog, with a remnant of
chewed rope hanging from his collar,
whined and ran to the head of the
stairway. The house was on fire, and
shortly after woman and child and
man and dog made their escape their
poor dwelling was a mass of glowing
embers. The owner of the dog has
been urged to part with him for a
large cash consideration; but, though
he is penniless, he will not part with
the four footed savior of his family.
Neither bas the dog at any time had
thoughts of leaving them for luxurious
kennels. New York Times.
A Dlstlniralshcd Audience.
Doctor Hook, the famous Vicar o.
Leeds, had to preach one Sunday morn
ing In the Chapel Royal. The cfergy
man who read morning prayers left
for duty elsewhere ; the clerk went into
the vestry to stir the fire; and when
the preacher mounted the pulpit, he
found himself alone with the congrega
tion one young man.
Doctor Hook went to the congrega
tion and told him it would be ridic
ulous to preach.
"Oh," replied the youug man, "I
have come a long way to hear you
preach. I beg you will proceed."
"No," said the doctor, "I really can't
think of such a thing. Besides, how
very personal you would find the ser
mon. But I'll tell you what I will
do. I will walk across the park with
you, and give you the heads or my ser
mon as we walk along."
The young man was Samuel Wilber
force, subsequently Bishop of Oxford.
Wfalchf
A justifiable rebellion was that oi
Isabtd. She was on the grass In front
of the house, playing with the baby,
aged 2. Isabel herself, not more than
three times the other's age, was act
ing the part of mother to perfection.
Presently along came a young man,
who thought he understood children.
"Good morning!" he said, elaborate
ly, taking off his hat. "How are you
ladies to-day?"
Isabel looked at hlin with diguity
and replied, "Good morning!" and
went on attending to the baby.
The young man stooped down.
"Ah," he said, "and which Is
which?"
"I'm Isabel." replied the older gin,
"and that's which."
luil anil Mom.
The Father I learn with sorrow
my tion, that you are getting to be
what they term quite fast. The Son
You shouldn't believe all you hear,
dad. I'll Introduce you to a man who
will tell you another story. The
Father And who is lie? The Son
My tailor. He says I ti the slowest
chap he'a at on his books
DOCTORS FAILED.
RESTORED DY PERUIMA.
Catarrh of the Lungs
Threatened Her Life.
Miss Ninette Porter, Bralntreo, Ver-.
mont, writes I "I bavo boon cured by
Poruna.
"I had several hemorrhages of the
lungs. The doctors did not help ma
much and would never havo cured me.
"I saw a testimonial in a Poruna
almanac, of a case similar to mine, and
I commenced using It.
"I was not able to valt on myself
when I began using it. I gained very
slowly at first, but I could bcg that It
was helping me.
"After I had takon It a while I com
menced to rslso up a stringy, sticky
substance from my lungs. This grew
loss and less In quantity as I continued
the treatment.
"I grow moro fleshy than I had been
, for a long time, and now I call myself
well."
Mn Famine.
Willie, a Utile country boy, 6 years
of age, was taken one Sunday night
to a large city church, where he saw
for the first time a vested choir. To
hi3 mother's surprise and gratification,
he not only kept wide awake, but
seemed greatly Interested in every
part, of the service. At its close he
turned to her and said, "I like this
church, it is so nice to watch the
preacher when he comes out with all
his wives in their nightgowns." Har
per's Magazine.
Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets cure
constipation. Constipation Is the
cause of many diseases. Cure the
cause and you cure the disease. Easy
to take.
Inrle Allen.
"In looking back over the mistakes
you've made, young man," counseled
Uncle Allen Sparks, "don't regret them.
They have made you fed ashamed of
yourself, and you can't take a more
wholesome mental exercise than that."
Chicago Tribune.
A TRIFLING OorUH will rtprnmn a T"'u
tipnt ono unlem Moppix!. Alien' Limit llnlsnni will
min-It mop It. A 'A'ic hmtlfl In Inriri- i-nmiKll fur that.
Hold by nil dniunlsts, lev, Mr und tl.OU luitUot.
The carrot grows spontaneously
throughout Europe, Asia Minor, Siber
ia, Northern China, Abyssinia, North
ern Africa, Madeira and the Canary
Islands.
Did yon ever have a good, old-fashioned
boy's stomach ache? Of course
you have. A little dose of Hanilins Wiz
ard Oil will chsse away a colicky pain
in the stomach like magic.
The same force that moves a ton
along a highway will pull a thirty-two-ton
canal-boat.
Mrs. Wlnnlow's Soothing Syrup for
children teething, softens the gums, re
duces Inflammation, allays pain, cures
wind colic. 25c a bottle.
Out of each one hundred Inhabitants
In New York City slxty-ono are mar
ried. FOR BALE Developed minon. Any
size tract of niirmrnl, timber, fruit, vine
yard and farm land. K. L. Workman, St.
loe, Arkansas.
Sense and Sensibility
For some days the dining room had
been disturbed by the Invasion of the
new boarder. She was fat, fifty, and
very sentimental, and her tender na
ture led her to whisper so many rap
turous confidences In her neighbor's
ear that all the rest at the table felt
uncomfortable, so uncomfortable, that
one day after a harassed breakfast,
the neighbor determined to make a
struggle for liberty and general con
versation. Her opportunity came that
night at dinner.
"Sweet flowers of spring!" murmur
ed the sentimentalist, apostrophizing
the nodding daffodil centerpiece.
"Aren't they dear? So full of poesy!
And don't you think that we ought al
ways to call them daffadowndillies In
stead of daffodils?" she whispered.
"No, I don't," answered the neigh
bor, uncompromisingly, and quite out
loud. "Just think how awkward It
would have been for Wordsworth if
he'd had to write:
And then my heart with pleasure fil
lies, And dances with the daffadowndil
lies." For once the sentimentalist was si
lenced. Small 11 a mmlnur Bird.
Cuba probably has the smallest hum
ming bird in the world Calypte Hel
enae (named after Princess Chris
tian), but it may have a rival in timl
ness in a Peruvian species of Aces
trura. The Calypte Helenae is an ex
quisite little creature not quite two
Inches long, with a forked crimson
gorget. . -j.
t A WOMAN DOCTOR
Uas Quick In Nre That Coffee Was
Doing the MUt-htrf.
A lady tells of a bad case of coffee
poisoning and tells it In a way so sim
ple and straightforward that literary
skill could not Improve It.
"I had neuralgic headaches for
12 years," she says,.. "and suffered
untold agony. When 1 first began to
have them I weighed 140 pounds, but
they brought me down to 110. 1 went
to many doctors and they gave me
only temporary relief. So I suffered
on, till one day a woman doctor told
me to use Postum. She said I looked
like I was coffee poisoned.
"So I began to drink Postum and
I gained 15 pounds In the first few
weeks and continued to gain, but not
so fast as at first. My headaches be
gan to leave me after I had used
Postum about two weeks long enough
to get the coffee iolson out of my sys
tem. "Since I began to use Postum I can
gladly say that I never know what a
neuralgic headache is like auy more,
and it was nothing but Postum that
made me well. Before I used Postum
I never went out alone; I would get
bewildered and would not know which
way to turn. Now I go alone and my
head is as clear as a bell. My brain
and nerves ere stronger than they
have been for years."
Read the little book. "The Road to
Wellvllle," in pkgjt. There' a Rea
son." Ever read the above letter? A
new one appears from time to time.
They are genuine, true, and full of
human interest.
