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CAPT. GRAHAM'S CURE.
Gores on Face and Back Tried Many
Doctors Without Success
Gives Thanks to
Cutlcura.
Captain W. S. Graham, 1321 Eoft
St, Wheeling, W. Va., writing under
date of Juno 14, '04, says: "I am so
grateful I want to thank God that a
friend recommended Cutlcura Soap
and Ointment to me. I Buffered for a
long tlmo with sores on my face nnd
back. Some doctors said I had blood
poison, and others that I had barbers'
Hch. None- of them did mo any good,
hut they nil took my money. My
friends tell mo my skin now looks ns
clear as a baby's, and I tell them all
that Cutlcura Soap and Cutlcura Oint
ment did It"
Why H Was Chosen.
A well known lecturer, who had
been Invited to servo ns a substltuto
In a country place, felt some nervous
ness, knowing ho was to fill tho place
of a moro famous man. This feeling
was not diminished when ho heard
himself thus announced by a long
limbed, keen eyed farmer: "This man
Is our substitute. I don't know what
ho can do. Tlmo was short, and wo
had to tako what wo could gltt"
"With tho coming of Mny, Hudson
River navigation opens, nnd both tho
day lino and tho night boats palaces
of eleganco and models of comfort
will bo onco again In active service.
Travel tho earth over one will find no
moro beautiful water trip than this
journey up or down tho historic river
that flows majestically through. a val
ley of peace, etlll bearing tho foot'
steps and scars of battle; still echoing
with the sounds of war. From "Vest
Pockot Confidences," In Four-Track
News for May.
The Lions Fled.
Addressing a Church House meet
ing, tho Bishop of Chichester alluded
to tho prospects of Rhodesia, and told
a good story of tho Dlshop of Mashon
aland. His lordship, it appeared, onco
vanquished three lions by reading
aloud to them the Thirty-nine Articles.
On the bishop reaching tho Article
concerning Justification by faith the
lions turned and fled. English Ex
change.
The Days of Ship Carving.
Years ago, when ship carving was
considered one of- tho flno arts, Bure
to return rich financial rewards, boys
were encouraged to learn it. An old
ship carver says when he was a young
man ho was kept busy from early
morning till lato at night and It was
a poor soasou when ho was unablo to
earn $4 a day, and from that to $5, $7
and even ?S a day when business was
brisk.
The Prospect Pleasing.
Ain't It good to bo a-llvln' In this
great old world today,
When tho light Is all around you an'
when heaven ain't fur away?
When a feller feels like flyln' with
tho bright wings of a bird,
An' his soul Bins "Halleluja!" an' ho
jneans It overy word!
Atlanta Constitution.
Good Artist vs. Bad Man.
Alfred Gilbert, tho artist, told his
Royal Academy audience according
to tho report in tho London Pall Mall
Gazette that tho good artist never
was a bad man, and tho bad man nev
er was a good artist. And what does
Mr. Gilbert think of tho artistic abil
Ity of that champion, all-round bad
man, Benvenuto Cellini?
Beans a Japanese Dainty.
Beans, which looked llko tho or
dinary liver bean of this country,
cooked tender and given a coating of
sugar, wero among tho sweetmeats
served at a Japanese entertainment
the other day. They aro said to bo a
common Japancso dainty.
Important to Mothers.
Examine carefully erery bottle of CABTOIUA,
a if o and Bars remedy for infanta and children,
end tee that It
Bears tho
Signature of
'ucMm
In Ueo For Over 30 Years.
Tho Kind You Havo Always Bought.
Girl Turns Out Lights.
Tho Strassburg police wero puzzled
for somo time by tho fact that every
night a number of street lights wero
turned off. They finally succeeded in
catching tho culprit a young girl,
who gave as her excuse for her
Btrango conduct that it amused her.
Trades Are Independent
A bankrupt sawyer recently stated
In a London court that his trade had
been ruined by tho advanco In tho
prlco of sugar. Confectioners and
candy manufacturers wero .economiz
ing by doing without wooden boxes
and cases.
Plso's Curo Is tho best medlclno wo ever used
(or all affections of tho throat and lungs. "Wit
O. Endsi.it, Vanburen, Ind., Feb. 10, 1900.
Truth, or Libel?
"If a woman was as careful In se
lecting a husband to match hor dis
position as she Is In selecting address
to match her complexion thero would
bo fewer unhappy marriages In tho
world." Exchange.
A Nickel's Worth of Jumps.
"A small boy came Into my store
the other day," remarked tho drug
gist "and'asked for flvo cents' worth
of 'Jumps. Now what do you sup
pose he wanted?" When everybody
gave It up the druggist told them whal
the boy had been sent for was hops
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ToMorrow
There aro wondetful things wo are rwlng
to do
Somo other dny:
And harbors wo hopo to drift Into
Somo other duy.
With folded hnnds. nnd onrs that trail
we watch nnd wait for n favoring galo
To flit the folds of nn ldlo sail,
Somo other dny.
We know wo must' toll, If over wo win,
Somo other day:
Hut wo sny to ourselves, there's time
to begin
Some other dny:
And so, deferring, wo loiter on,
t'ntllnt lust we find withdrawn
Tho strength of tho hopo we leaned
upon,
Somo other dny,
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Wo had passed out of tho channel
nnd wero heading southwest bound on
our long voyage to tho Pacific. Just
as night fell ono of those sudden ac
cidents occurred which mark tho nar
row boundary between Hfo and death
with the sailor. Tho mato had sent
a man, Adolf Svendscn by name, out
on the Jib boom on a minor duty and
by some means ho lost his hold and
fell. Life preservers wero thrown
over but tho man seemed to make no
effort to save himself and was drawn
under by the suction of tho vessel and
lost before a boat could bo lowered.
The misfortuno cast a gloom over tho
crew for death Is very impressive to
tho few men cooped up between tho
rails of a ship, and somo of tho elder
sailors began boding ill-luck for tho
voyage.
"We'll never turn tho Horn," said
old Pete, a confirmed pessimist. 1
had been cast in tho second mate's
watch and was glad of It for I had
sailed tho previous voyage under Mr.
Owens, and ho had taken a fancy to
me. Wo had many a yarn while walk
ing up and down tho decks during the
dreary hours of tho night watch.
When ho camo aboard at tho India
docks I noted a great change In his
manner. In place of tho hearty, Jovial
man I had known ho appeared down
to tho water lino with trouble. His
face was care-worn and his head
drooped as If ho had a cargo of pig
Iron stowed on tho back of his neck.
During tho watches ho mado no of
fer of talking and of courso a foremast
hand has no business speaking first
to an officer.
The night after Svendsen's death I
came up with my watch and began my
tramp up and down tho starboard
side. Mr. Owens passed mo several
times without a word, then ho sudden
ly grasped my arm.
"'Avo you seen Svendsen?" ho
asked, in a strained voice.
"Svendsen." I exclaimed, "why, tho
poor devil's drowned."
"They como back," ho said. In a low
voice, "drowned people como back.
Hl'm expectln' to seo 'Im any minute."
I am not superstitious, but tho earn
estness of his speech and tho utter
sllenco of tho sea made mo look fear
fuly around.
"Tho dead nover como back," I said,
but not very assuredly.
Wo took a turn or two along tho
deck ho still grasping my arm and say
ing nothing.
"HI wish HI was in Svendsen's
place," ho said, suddenly, "then Hl'd
to hout of tho trouble that's to come."
Tho manner of the man mado my
flesh creep.
"What's tho matter, Mr. Owens?" I
asked. '
"Hl'vo no wife nor child," ho said,
"but Hl'vo a sister that Hl'vo taken
" 'Ave you seen Svendsen?" he asked
In a strained voice,
care hof since she was a kid. She
married Jack Porter, as good a sea
man as ever cussed a sogerin sailor,
who's now mato hof tho Skylark.
They've a nice little 'omo In South
'ark and she's a kid that's Just begin
nln' to talk. Hof courso when I'm
ashoro HI stay there and tho night
before HI comes aboard this 'ere
hooker HI was a slttln' in my room a
Hstenln' to Kate slngln' tho kid asleep.
There's a big 'ouso cat that always
makes friends with mo and 'e was slt
tln' on tho rug In front of me & doz
ln'." "Well?" soli L in ho remained El-lent
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"HI don't want you to laugh at what
IH'm going to toll," ho said savagely.
"HI won't stand hit from no man."
"I never laugh at any man's trou
bles," 1 said, "and I seo you havo
some."
"Well, tho big cat sat dozln' on tho
rug and HI was a listcnln' to Knto
when the cat puts hup 'Is back and be
gins to growl.
" 'What's hup7" says I.
" 'E got hup and begnn to cfreop to
wards tho door, growlln' with 'Is back
harched and 'Is tall a swellln'. Hi was
afraid 'o'd go hln tho room whore tho
kid was and wako Mm so HI catches
m
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somo other tiny, I fn
" Ms face was dead white."
Mm by the scruff of tho neck and brings
Mm back to tho rug.
"'You'ro goln' to 'ave a fit,' says
HI, hand HI watched' Mm. HI was a
startln' to bring Mm back again when
'o starts to back away from tho door
comln towards me a growlln like has
If 'o saw somethln' a comln' hln tho
door.
" 'E backs until 'o reaches my cheer
and then HI looks haround tho room
to see hlf thero was anythln' to make
tho bloomln' cat act that haway and
when HI claps my hoyes on Mm again
'o was a backln' haway from me. 'Is
heyes was fixed on my cheer and they
was glowln' like stars, Ms back was
harched and Ms tall was as big as my
harm. HI was gettln' hup to leave
Mm hout o' tho window for HI was
sure 'o was mad when Hi feels a tap
hon my shoulder. HI looks haround
and there stood Jack Porter. That of
hltself was strange henough for Jack
Is somewheres In tho Hlndlan Hocean
bound 'omo which 'o can't reach for
two months yet, but tho way o looked
made my 'eart stop. 'Is faco was dead
white and Ms heyes 'ad that stare
that a drownded person's has. 'E
was drlppln wet and Ms 'air was plas
tered on Ms fore'ead. The sight was
such 'orror to mo that III Md my faco
hln my 'ands like a skeered kid. When
HI raised my 'cad tho thing was gone
hand tho cat was slttln hon tho rug.
Now, tho drift of hit Is that poor
Jack's drownded and 'o camo to tell
me."
"That's an easy courso to lay," said
I, "you fell asleep and dreamed it"
"Hi tell you HI was wldo awake has
HI ham now, and," with a disgusted
Intonation, "do you think Hl'd dream
hof a cat?"
"Did you tell your elstor?" I asked
"HI 'adn't tho 'eart," ho replied,
gloomily. "Hlf HI could Hl'd a
stayed 'omo with 'er, but Hl'd been
advanced somo money on this voyage
and 'ad to go. When HI thinks of
poor Kato cryln' over 'er 'usband and
that little kid HI wishes HI was
drownded, too."
"Svendsen's a wlfo hln Norway," he
continued, after a pause, "and that's
what brings hit so sharp to my mind.
What's that?"
"Only tho creaking of this brace." I
said, but I had started as ho did at
the sound.
We bowled south at a good rate, but
Mr. Owens became gloomier each day
and I feared ho would leap overboard.
It was his settled conviction that his
brother-in-law was drowned.
Ono right morning a man aloft
shouted "sail ho!" and wo began to
rapidly raise a bark on our leo quar
ter. She camo within hailing dis
tance when Owens gtvo a cry.
"Hit's tho Skylark!" ho exclaimed.
"Hall her, Mr. Owens," said tho
mate, who was chipping tobacco.
o,.,y "t tho trumpet to his lips
hut couldn't uttor a sound. Ho hanuV
od to tho mato, holplessly, and loan
ed against tho rail.
Tho mnto sont his ctrldont volco
over tho water.
"Skylnrk, Rangoon for London,"
camo back an nnswor to tho hail.
"Hask Mm If Jack Portor'a nboard,'
said Owens, huskily, then ho snntched
at tho mato's arm, "No, don't ask.
Hl'm oft-ald to 'car." It was too lato,
tho interrogation had been tbundorod
through tho trumpot
"Yes, hearty as roast hoof, that's
him on tho fo'castlo," wns tho reply,
nnd tho bark filled away.
Two years later I was a guost at tho
christening of Mr. Jack Portor's second
son, and Owens whispered to mo at
tho church door: "Hl'd dlo 'nppy hlf
nI knew what that thoro cat saw."
BOY STRICTLY UP TO DATE.
Knew Hlo Value and Was Ablo to lm
press It on Others.
A boy camo briskly Into tho ofllco,
doffed his hnt and turned to tho boss..
"I understand that you want a boy,
sir?" ho said.
"What sort of a placo do "you
want?"
"Whore thoro Is as Uttlo work nnd
as: it-:ch pny ns tho houso can stand."
"Most boys who como hero aro
willing to tako all work and no pay."
"I'm not most boys."
"Do you expect to got tho kind of
a Job you wnnt."
"No, sir; nobody gets what ho
wnnts exactly, but It doosn't hurt him
to expect a good donl."
"What pay do you think you should
havo?"
"Thrco per week."
"Tho other boys havo only boon
paid $2."
"How many did you havo last
yenr?"
"Eight or ton."
"I thought so. Thnt's tho kind of
a boy a two-dollar boy Is. I'm not
that kind. I come, I hnng up my hat
and stay."
"Supposo wo should bounco you?"
"I'll bo glad of It, sir. Yes, sir; if
tho houso Isn't satisfied with tho right
kind of a boy it isn't tho right kind
of n houso for tho right kind of a boy
to bo In. It's tlmo I was going to
work If I'm going to work, and If I'm
not, It's tlmo I left"
"Well," concluded tho boss, "hang
up your hat nnd go to work."
Dividing the Work.
Elder Ildgecomb wns for many years
pastor of tho Freo Baptist Church In
Vienna, Me., In which town lived a
slmplo-mlnded man named Perry
Wood.
Ono hot Sunday In summer tho par
son had occasion to admonish somo of
his hearers for going to sleop during
tho service. The next Sunday, whllo
tho minister was In tho midst of his
sermon, ho heard something whiz
across tho room nnd strike tho wall.
Ho continued his sermon, but kopt ono
suspicious cyo on tho congregation.
Soon ho saw tho slmplo-mlnded Perry,
who wns sitting In tho stove room in
tho rear of tho church, rise, tako an
apple from his pbeket nnd bring his
arm back preparatory for a throw at
tho head of a sleeping deacon.
"Perry Wood," exclaimed tho Irato
parson, "you put that applo up, and If
you ever throw another ono In this
church I'll"
"You hold right on, elder," broko In
tho excltod Ferry, "you tend to your
preaching and I'll keep thorn awake.
What Was the Use?
Thoro was once a man who said that
ho would show his wlfo how to clean
house; that ho cquld do it In half tho
tlmo and with half tho troublo sho
could. Ho would do It, ho said, for tho
sake of avoiding tho annual upheaval
and disturbance In their homo.
And sho dared him to do it.
So ho pitched in and took up carpets
and beat them, and mopped floors and
washed windows, and dusted pictures
and cleaned cupboards and he fin
ished tho work in less than half tho
time sho took to do It
But It availed naught.
For she went all over tho houso
after ho had finished, taking up car
pets and taking down pictures and
clearing out cupboards, to seo If he
had done tho work properly.
Even when a reformer accomplishes
anything his accounts havo to bo aud
ited. How It Turned Out.
I went becauso It seemed to be
A pleasant place to stuy
Whore I could go nnd drink somo tea
And wile tho hours nwny.
The Rlrl appeared to be n, quite
Refined und modest sort,
But though I went thero every night
I did not go to court.
We sat upon the sofa and
Tho lights wero burning low.
At times I even held her hand
No harm In that, you know;
I surely thought so, anyway;
It had no real Import,
And I'm sincere now when I say
I didn't go to court.
I never thought she would be so
Unprincipled and base;
To me It waB nn awful blow.
That broach-of-promlso caso.
To pay her damages was gall,
For payings' not my forte,
I had to pay, though. After all
I had to go to court.
Helen's P. S.
Helen had been taught to say hor
prayers overy night, and tho llttlo
prayer boglnnlng, "Now I lay rao down
to Bleep," was tho prayer used. Ono
day an old friend of tho family, "Aun
tie Benson," camo to spend tho day,
and on lonvlng askod Helen to remem
ber her In her prayers. Holen agreed.
That night, after asking that a bless
ing should rost on hor mothor, father,
grandparents, aunts, unclos, cousins,
friends, etc., Helon roso from her
knees. She walked jcross tho room,
and Juiopod into bod. Then like n
shot sho Jumped out again, sank down
on her knees and oxclalmed: "Post
script, tnd Auntlo Bensou!"
PAPA'8 JUDGMENT WAS OFF.
His Boy Very Much Llko Other Boys,
After All.
On tho day Tho Boy wns olovon
yenrs old ho vlBltod nn artist frtonrt
who llkos boys. Tho artist ontor
tnlnod him royally. Ho gavo him a
gun and cigarotto coupons worth
$2.50. Tho Boy was proud of tho gun,
but ho thought Btlll moro of tho cou
pons. "What aro you going to got with
them, son?" asked Tho Boy's mother.
"I don't know," snld Tho Boy.
His mothor was about to offer a
fow suggestions but Tho Boy's father
interfered.
"Just you lot Bob alono, ho said.
"Lot him pick out his own prlzo. Ho
knows what ho wnnts."
"But ho'll got somothlng foolish,"
nrgucd tho practical mother.
"No, ho won't," Bald tho father.
"That boy's got tho boat Judgment of
nny boy I ovor snw. Ho won't throw
his money awny. Ho'll como homo
with something useful something
that ho needs right on tho spot. 1
wouldn't bo afraid to bet on that."
So tho mother finally gavo In. On
Saturday Tho Boy wont down town
to exchange his coupons for n prlzo.
When ho camo homo tho family was
gathorod at tho dlnnor tablo talking'
nbout him.
"Como, dear," said his mother,
"show mnmn what hor llttlo boy got."
Thoy sat expectant whllo tho boy
unwrappod his prize. After a llttlo
thoy 8poko. Tho mother said, "Oh I
oh! oh!" nnd tho father Bald, "Well,
I'll bo hlossodl'"
Tho boy had bought a rnzor.
Music.
Tho Jews havo nn old tradition that when
tho world wns dono,
And God from Ills work wns resting, He
called to Illm, ono by ono,
Tho shining troops of tho nngels, and
showing tho wonder wrought,
Tho Master naked of Ills servants what
thoy of tho vision thought.
Then ono white nngol, drcnmlng o'er tho
mnrvel before him spread,
Bent low In humble obeisance, lifted his
voice, nnd said:
"Ono thing only Is lacking pralso from
tho now-born tonguo,
Tho sound of n. hallelujah by tho great
creation sung."
So God created music tho voices of land
.and sea.
And tho song of tho stars rovolvlng In
ono vnst harmony.
Out of the deep uprising, out from tho
other sont.
Tho song of tho destined nges thrilled
through tho firmament.
So tho rlvors nmong tho valleys, tho
murmur of wlnd-swont hill,
Tho sens and tho bird-thrlllcd woodlands
utter their voices still;
Songs of stars nnd of waters, echoes of
vnlo and shore
Tho volco of prlmoval naturo praising
Htm ovormoro.
And tho Instruments men havo fashioned
slneo tlmo nnd tho world wero
young,
With gifted fingers giving tho metal nnd
wood a tongue.
With tho human volco translating tho
soul's wild Joy nnd pain.
Havo swelled tho undying pnenn, havo
raised tho Immortal strain!
Itublo T. Woyburn.
The Sinner's Balanco Account.
John Harvoy Treat, who has given
largoly to Harvard Collogo library, and
whoso "Villa do St. Prlo." on Lako
Cupsuptic, In Maino, is tho show placo
of tho Rangoloy region, waB formerly
In business in Lawronco, Mass.
Ono of tho firm's customors, a paint
er, had contracted a dobt which ran
along for a year or moro without any
signs of being liquidated. Sovcral dun
ning letters failed to bring about a set
tlement. Ono day whllo glancing ovor
tho religious notices In a local paper
Mr. Treat saw somothlng which gavo
him an inspiration, whereupon ho sat
down and wrote theh following mis
sive to tho debtor:
"Mr. : My Dear Sir I seo In
the local press that you aro to deliver
an address on Friday evening before
tho Y. M. C. A., on 'Tho Sinner's Bal
anced Account' I Incloso your's, as
yet unbalanced, and trust that I may
havo tho plcasuro of attending your
locturo. Yours truly."
A check camo by tho noxt mall.
Her Astral Spouse.
An unmarried woman of my ac
quaintance was drawing dangerously
near tho threshold of that ago whore
tho unmatcd must abandon ovory mat
rimonial hopo.
Belonging as she did to that largo
contingent of women to whom mar
rlago represents tho only possible
career, her anxiety, as sho saw her
chances of achieving it dwindling to
tho vanishing point, becamo keen, and
In her distress sho began to seek for
;omfortIng reassurances among that
fratomlty who, for a sultablo consid
eration, obligingly offer to reveal tho
secrets of tho future.
In tho courso of an Interview with
ono of thoso "wise women" she was
told: "My dear, you already aro mar
ried on the astral piano, and It is your
astral huBband who Is keeping the
earth mon away from you."
"Oh," cried tho ungrateful bride,
"pleaso tell him not to!" "Sunday
Magazine."
Acid from Sweets.
That was a very fair retort of a
pretty girl annoyed by tho imperti
nence of a conceited beau at a wed
ding party.
"Do you know what I was thinking
of all tho tlmo during tho ceremony"
no asked.
"No, sir; how should I?"
"Why, I was blessing my stars I
was not tho bridegroom."
"And I have no doubt tho brldo was
doing tho same thing," raid tho girl,
and loft him to think It over again.
Chicago Journal.
Didn't Mind.
"I supposo, Jerry," said tho eminent
statesman, looking through his pock
otbook for a uow dollar bill, "llko a
lot of othor folks nowadays, you
nauld 'ithar have cloan money?"
'Db, that's all right. Senator," said
tho cabman, "I don't caro how you
mado your money."
HAPPY WOMEN.
Mrs. Paro,
wlfo of C. B.
Paro, a
pro in 1 n o n t
resident of
Q 1 a b g o w,
Ky, says j "I
was suffering
from a com
plication of
kldnoy trou
bles, Bosldos
n bad back,
I had a great
deal of trou
blo with tho
socro 1 1 o n s,
which woro exceedingly variable somo.
times oxccsslvo and nt othor times
scanty. Tho color wns high, and pass
ages wero accompanied with a. scald
ing sonBatlon. Doan's Kidney Pills
soon regulntod tho kldnoy sccrotlons,
making their color normal and ban
ished tho lnllnmmntton which caused
tho scalding Bonsntlon. I can rest
well, my back Is strong and sound nnd
I fool much bettor In every way."
For salo by all dealers, prlco- EO
cents per box. FOSTEIt-MILBURN
CO., Buffalo, N. Y.
Tho practical man Is ho who turns
Hfo to tho bcBt account for himself;
tho good mnn, ho who teaches others
how to do so. Lord Lytton.
Hill
l;.3r iregj
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Investigation of the Packers.
Vory'gonoral Interest hns boon man
ifested In tho government lnvostiga- f
tlon now In progress Into tho modo or
conducting business by tho largo pack
ers located In Chicago nnd elsewhere.
Much hns been written upon tho al
logod Illegal and improper modes of
business proceduro connected with tho
packing Industry; but It scorns that so
far no doflnlto charge of any kind has
boon sustained and no proof of Illegal
or lncqultablo methods has been dis
closed to tho public. Whllo a wavo of
sovero criticism of this groat Indus
trial Interest Is now passing over tho
country It might bo well to remembor
that tho packers havo had as yot no
opportunity to mako specific denial,
tho many lndoflnito charges of wrong
doing having nover boon formulated
bo that a categorical answor could bo
mado.
Tho recent report of Commissioner
Garfield, which embodied tho results
of an official Investigation undortaken
by tho Department of Commerce and
Labor of tho United Statos, was a vin
dication of tho Western packers, but
this result having been unexpected at
tempts In many quarters to dlscrodlt It
woro mado.
In vlow of tho situation aB It now
stands, however, nttontlon may proper
ly bo called to n fow facts that owing
to popular clamor aro now being ap
parently overlooked. Fair treatment
Jn this country has herotoforo beon ac
corded to all citizens whoso affairs as.
sumo promlnonco In tho public oyo and
somo of tho facts that bear upon tho
rolatlon of tho packers to tho com
morco of tho country mny at this tlmo
bo briefly alluded to. It would bo
difficult to estimate tho benefits gained
by tho farmers of tho country result
ing from tho enorgotlc enterprise of
tho packors, for whatever 1b of benefit
to tho farmer Is a gain to tho ontlro
commorco of tho country. And con
nected with their continuous aggres
slvo work no feature perhaps has beon
moro Important than their efforts In
seeking outlets all ovor the world for
tho Burplus products of tho farmer.
Our total exports of agricultural prod
ucts havo gained but llttlo In tho past
twenty years, and leaving out corn,
tho total of all other farm products
was far less In 1003 than In 1891. But
In packing houso products thoro waB
considerable gain during this period,
because an organized and powerful
forco hns been behind thorn socking
now and broader markets.
Besides tho benefits reaped by farm
ers on account of tho ontorpriso and
energy exorclsod by tho packors in at
taining commercial results by foreign
trado, tho great development In tho
manufacture of packing houso by-products
has added enormously to tho
valuo of all live stock raised In tho
United States. Tho waste material of
twenty years ago, then an expenso to
tho packer, Is now converted into ar
ticles of great valuo, and, as an eco
nomic fact, this must correspondingly
lncreaso the valuo to the farmer of
overy head of cattle marketed at the
numerous stockyards of tho country.
Let theso facts bo remembered while
now it is so popular to regard tho
great packing industry as deserving of
condemnation At least it must bo ad
mitted that, bo far, there Is no ade
quate reason for tho almost unani
mous howl that may bo heard every
where In tho faco of the Garfield re
port abovo alluded to which practical
ly exonerates tho packers from tho ob
scure and Indefinite charges that have
been for somo tlmo past mado tho sub
ject of popular comment Iwcrlcan
Homestead.
You cannot walk tho way of th
world and not know its woo.
Every housekeeper should know
that if thoy will buy Deflnace Cold
Water Starch for laundry use they
will save not only time, because It
never sticks to tho Iron, but because
eack package contains 16 oz. ono full
pound whllo all other Cold Water
Starchos aro put up In -pound pack
ages, and tho prlco is the same. 10
cents. Then again becauso Defiance
Starch Is freo from all Injurious chem
icals. If your grocer tries to sell you
a 12-oz. package It Is becauso ho has
a stock on hand which ho wishes to
dlsposo of before ho puts In Defiance.
Ho knows that Defiance Starch has
printed on overy package in large let
ters and figures "16 ozs." Demand De
fiance and save much tlmo and money
and the annoyanco of tho iron stick
ing. Dofianco nover sticks.
Onco upon a tlmo thero was an au
tomobile which ran slowly and care
fully through tho streets of the
city. Fllegendo Blaetter.
You never- hear anyone complain
about "Defiance Starch." There is none
to equal It In quality and quantity; 16
ounces, 10 cents. Try it now and save
vour money.
