I The follow! iigr lines appeared, anonymous
ly* twelve years ago. Tbolr republioatton is
perhaps appropriate just now:]
Chrlstmas-Day, just after dinner, eighteen
hundred and soventy-nine,
Dear old Santa; Papa says that maybe If I
drop a lino
To you down in Santa Claus* land you will get
it safo and sound.
And perhaps you'd bring an answer when you
fetch tho presents round.
We are perfectly discouraged, little Paul, and
hard work coaxing dimes.
It's bard tiroes. Papa tells us. Now Santa,
Wbat’s hard times?
One day, wlrcn we were asking what he hoped
old Santa’d bring.
He kissed us three times round, and then he
sighed like anything;
(Little Prluk w as on his shoulder, where she
always climbs)
“Christmas won't bring much to Papa, I’m
afraid, except bard times."
Now we want a lot of money, because—wtyy.
Just because!
The shops arc beautiful — you've no idea,
Sumu Claus!
We've speaked and speaked about it just as
sweet os peppermint.
But it ain't a bit of use; they don’t know bow
to take a hint.
So Santa, when we’re sleeping and you're
creeping all about.
Remember! Put Pa's presents In, but leave
the hard tiroes out!
Please to excuse this letter (our first with pen
and ink).
And keep a lots and lots of love from me, and
Paul and Prink,
TWO CHRISTMAS BOXES
It was Christmas Ere and only Santa
Clans himself, the nimble old fellow,
could have ploughed through the snow
drifts. It snowed and it blowed and
It drifted until the little brown house
where Mr. Bartlett, the old station
master, lived bade fair to be complete
ly buried before morning. But id the
kitchen, where he and his wife sat, all
was cosy and bright. The small stand
holding the lamp was drawn close to
the stove on which the bright copper
tea-kettle was singing merrily, and on
one side of the stand, Mr. Bartlett Sat
in his big chair, nodding over his
newspaper, while on the other side his
wife rocked comfortably back and
forth as she knitted busily. Tom,
the big tortoise-shell ent, lay stretched
out upon the rug and the tall, old
fashioned clock in the corner ticked
loudly as the pendulum swung slowly
to and fro.
Contrasted with the cold wind and
whirling snow without, the quiet room
looked very pleasant and inviting; at
least so must have thought the owner
of the face just then pressed close
against the window-pane, peoring in
with wild, roving eyes that eagerly
■cauned the room and its unconscious
inmates. Two or three moments aft
er, a thundering knock at the door
caused the station-master and his wife
to jump from .their chairs and stare at
one another in amazement.
.‘•Who can that be on such a night as
this, and 9 o'clock, too?” exclaimed
Mr. Bartlett, rubbing his eyes and
.w ng at the clock as he spoke.
“Well, whoever it is, it won't do to
keep them outside in this storm,” re
plied his wife, and she picked up the
lamp and followed her husband as he
went out into the entry and unlocked
the door and drew the bolt. Tom
brought up the rear, his curiosity
having got the better of bis laziness;
nut when at length the door was
thrown open no one was to be seen,
•the suovv wns drifting into the little
covered porch, and as Mr. Bartlett
stepped out into it he tripped and near
ly fell over something. Upon examin
ation this proved to be a wooden box,
>n winch lay a largo bundle.
.“•“Christmas box, I’li bo bound,
wife, exclaimed the tinder, as he pick
ftuP and carried it into the kitchen
hue his wife locked and bolted the
?ow’ w*10 'n the world could have
ut us that?” she ejaculated, ‘‘and
"hat can it be?”
j» jy® *1 s°on see,” answered Mr.
hia; .Uw':l,,ciQ« t*10 box upon the ta
I’m not much mistaken it’s
* ®onP'"box of raiue that was in the
■nJ*er porch. Here's a shawl.
,/w?y. be continued, as ho lift
nf ?rge newspaper off of thp top
i the box, disclosing to view a thick
th?« 8 ,a'vb but as he started to take
i» ,? °ut something moved underneath
and the next instant a weak, little
beard. At this sound the
i»nt > C0UP'e dropped into their
»nd dism gasped witb astonishment
n,-v soul! S’meon, what
081 u “can?” ventured Mrs. Bartlett
,, ^bat does it mean?” responded
old man wrathfully. “That's what
ini *D,;" nn<* be rose and, peering
box, gingerly took hold of a
nRnD8r °* th8 shawl aud palled it baok,
it h?T8riDK * baby face, which stared
k Bravely out of a pair of big
ah«!?.D *nd then, with a quiver
,“Pl. lh® mouth. began to cry.
Hfberel there! Bless its little heart!”
10 Mrs. Bartlett soothingly. At
tight of the motherly two the baby
changed its id. and atretchiug out
its tiny handW, .rdied sweetly at ber.
Xhia wm too much 1'or the kind-heart
ed woman, and she snatched it up and
kissed the dimpled face again and
again, while even the stern face of her
husband relaxed into a smile as the
little one crowed and laughed. There
were no marks on the clothes by which
the child could be identified, and there
was nothing else in the box but an
irory rattle, curiously carved, whioh
the baby had dropped. On the rattle
some queer characters wero iusoribed,
and this was the only clue there was.
Of oourse there was nothing to do
but to keep the baby that night. And
then it was so cunning and seemed so
happy that they decided to keep it until
inquiries could be made. But all ef
forts to find the parents of the child,
or the person by whom it was abend*
oned on tho stormy night, were fruitless,
and soon the child had so endoared it
self to the station-master and his wife
that they could not bear to give it up.
The old couple had but a small income
on which to live and could ill afford to
add to their expenses, so the neigh
bors advised them to send the child to
an orphan asylum, but to this advico
Mr. Bartlett shook his heud.
“It’s amazin' bow foud my wife is of
the little chap. And he is cute, no
mistake. Why bless you! he knows
me and puts up his little fists every
timo I come into the room. No, I
guess we'll manage to keep him some
way; we can't bear to send him off.
Seems like giving awav a Christmas
present, don't it, mother?" and so the
end of it was that little Chris Bartlett,
as he was called, remained with the
old couple.
All this happened some six or seven
years ago, and now Chris is a sturdy
little chap in knickerbockers. One
rainy Sunday in November “Uncle
Simeon," as Chris called Mr. Bartlett,
sat reading the Sunday newspaper,
and having obtained possession of the
"Children’s Page," Chris curled up in
the window seat to enjoy it. After
a few moments he jumped’ down and
walked across the room to where Mrs.
Bartlett sat.
“Aunt Maria.” he began, “May I
have a St. Nick box?"
“Have what?” exclaimed Mrs. Bart
lett.
“Why a St. Nick box. It tells about
it here. You take a box and put toys
and things in it, and when Christmas
comes you give it to some little boy or
girl, or if you don’t know any one,
then you send it to New York and they
give it to some one."
• “Well I’m sure, you can have one if
you like; but what will you find to put
in it. We haven't bee’n able to get
you many toys."
“Oh. I'll find plenty of things,” was
the cheerful response’ and many were
the toys and trinkets that he tucked
nwav during the week, so that it was
not long before his box was full. In
rummaging over the drawers in his
little bureau he came across tho carved
ivory rattle which Aunt Maria had told
him he used to enjoy so much when he
was a baby.
“I ll put that m my box. I ll never
want to play with it again, ami may
be the boy who gets my box will have
a baby brother or sister. Aunt Maria
won’t care, and that will just make
my box full, so I'll write a note and
put inside, and then I'll1-surprise Aunt
Maria by having it sent off before she
gets back." Accordingly, with much
labor aud many blots the following
note was written:
Dear St. Nick 1 am a little boy seven years
old nnd this is (or sum pooro boy for I don’t
knnwenuy body. 1 have put in u*y rattel lor
sum pooro baby. 1 bad It when uncle Slemeon
found me out in the snow aud 1 Imvo livod in
Cberryville ever since.
Chris Bartlett.
This epistle was placed in tlie box,
which was then tied up in brown pa
per, and Chris proceeded to write tho
address. “I didn't notice just what it
said in the paper about the directions,
but I will write ‘To St. Niek. New
York,’ and that will be enough.”
When Aunt Maria came in from the
Sewing Society the Christmas box was
on its way to the great metropolis.
I
"It d.ies beat all, how many parcel*
people send only half tied up or mis
directed!" said one of the post-office
clerks wearily as be ran his fingers
through hts hair. "Now what do you
make of that?" he asked a gentleman
who stood by, pointing as he spoke to
a pasteboard box whose sides were
crushed and broken, and from whose
top a tin horse protruded.
"It seems to be from a child," replied
the gentleman.reading the address,and
•Su Nick’ is a rather indefinite person
*t this season. Tbs box is full of tors:
here is a rattle.” aud he drew it from
the box, bat the next instant he turued
deadly pale as he saw the oarring and
curious Chinese characters. In an*
other moment the ooutents of Chris's
box wore being hastily overturned in
an anxious search for some clue ns to
the sender. The blotted little note
was soon found, and an hour after
ward tho gentleman was on the train
for Cherryvilie.
Perhaps you can guess the rest. Mr.
Harvey, for that was the gentleman's
name, was Chris's father. Through
the carolessness of a nursery maid his
baby son had been stolen several years
before by gypsies, it wns thought,
probably in the hope of a reward, but
they had evidently been frightened by
the publicity of the soaroh aud had got
rid of the child as soon as possible,
aad though rewards hud been offerod
aud most diligent hunt instituted no
trace had ever been discovered un
til tho rattle was fouud. A friend
of the father had brought it from Chiua
and given it to the baby, and Mr. 1
Harvey had reoognized it at once, and
now, full of hope, he was following up
this clue. Nor was ho disappointed,
for tho rosemblnnce which Chris bore
to Mr. Harvey was very striking, and
whon his adopted pnrents had told the
date aud the mnuuer of his first ap
pearance in Cherryvillo no one could
doubt his identity with the stolen child.
And so Christmas Day will be a very
bright one to Chris (or Philip Harvey,
ns we must now call him.) Ho has an
envelope laid away, which he takes out
every now and then, and though it is
a secret I will whisper to you that it
contains the title doed of 'the house
whero Mr. Bartlett and his wife have
lived for so many years. And this will
be Philip’s Christmas gift to those who
cared for him when he came to them
in a Christmas box.
SOLDIERS ATTEND SERVICE.
They Appeared Devout Knnngti to Satisfy
the Most Extetlm or Army Martlusts.
Major Randlett of the Ninth Cavalry
was a good soldier and a man of disci
pline, but he believed in allowing the
men some sort of liberty so long ns
they remained within the bounds of
reason. He never urged them to at
tend religious service, and there were
a good many of them who never went,
lie seldom asked what they wore do
ing when off duty, so long as he knew
they would probably be ready when
duty called them. One day Ills post
was visited by a colonel commanding,
and every one got ready to go on good
behavior. There was no order, or
anything of that kind, but it was well
known the colonel disliked the general
looseness of army morals, and par
ticularly disliked seeing men and
officers lounging about their quarters
on Sunday, when they should be at
church. He had spoken of the matter
so often, that his views were so well
known that Major Randlett resolved to
win his approval, and then tell him
bow it was done.
So, on Saturday evoning at retreat
he issued an order that never had been
issued before. All the companies
were drawn up in line for roll-call, the
iirst sergeants took their positions be
fore them, and at the proper distance
were the company officers. At his
regulation distance from these stood
the visiting colonel commanding the
regiment. He listened to the strains
of the band and approved them. He
heard the sergeants call the roll and
report in the swift military monotone
that tho companies were present or ac
counted for, and then he heard those
same sergeants turn to the men and
recite another order, retire to their
posts and the parade ended. What
the sergeant had said-in that last mo
ment ho did not know, but supposed it
was something about fatigue. He re
ceived the reports of the captains and
dismissed the aompanies.
Next morning he was surprised to
see what clean ‘and tidy men Major
Raudlett had in his command. Every
one of them had on cloan clothes,
whether or not on duty, and every
one, when the time came, went up to
the catholic, oi.urcli just beyond the
reservation lines. There was no chap
lain at the post. The colonel went to
mass, as he was a devout catholic, and
felt proud to be in the same army with
a lot of men who kept the Sabbath so
well and made themselves so tidy.
At dinner he asked Major Randlett
how he had managed to bring his men
into such a commendable habit, but
Randlett only parried the question.
Two years afterward, however, the
two men met at a dinner in Washing
ton and the colonel was telling of the
excellent Sunday observance in Rand
lett’s command. He could not speak
in sufficiently high terms of that por
tion of the Ninth Cavalry.
"I'll tell you bow that happened,”
said the major.
How?” asked the colonel.
"Well, after the sergeants finished
calling the roll that night I had them
read the following order, which I was
sure you would no be able to hear, and
would probably not find on the books:
‘AH men uot on guard who attend
mass to-morrow morning will be ex
cused from duty. All men who did
not attend mass to-morrow morning
ure for fatigue.’ And there was only
one man who didn't go.”
"Who was that?”
‘•A recruit who thought ‘fatigue’
meant resting.”
Thirst for Knowledge.
Tramp (with an old school-book):
"Say, mister, will you kindly tell mo
what letter this is?" Pedestrian: "Cer
tainly. That’s L. Can’t you read?”
"No, sir; but I’m tryin’ ter learn, an’
I shan’t rest till I do, nuther.” "I am
delighted to find so laudible an am
bition in one of your class. You have
taken the right course at last.” "Yes,
sir. It’s mighty rough on a traveler
like me not ter be ablo to tell whether
a sign says ‘Beware o’ the Dog’ or
■Free Lunch Opening.”’—Street i
Smith's (Hood News.
Southern California Potatoes.
Railroad officials estimate the potato
crop of southern California at 23.500
car-loads in the four counties of Los
Angeles, Orange. San Bernardino and
San Diego. This amount would net tha
growers at present prices about IS,
Wm It Far or Plash?
Thera waa a fatherly old man Among
the passenger* who landed from a
West Shore railroad forry-boat at the
foot of Forty-second street, savs M.
Quad in the N. Y. Evening World, and
some of his observations lifter getting
into a cross-town oar proved what an
Innocent-hearted old chap he was.
The car stopped for a woman wearing
a fur cape, and she sat down almost
opposite him. He lookod her over
very carefully, and pretty soon leaned
over and observed:
“My daughter Manner has bln
coaxio’ me all the fall to buy her a
cape like that. They do look purty
stylish.”
The wearer of the cape blushed and
looked confused, as was propor under
the circumstances, while the other
passengers winked at each other and
kept very quiet
' ‘I told her I'd see about It when I
come to town,” continued the old man
as be bent over still further. “I
s’pose they are purty comfortable, han’t
they?”
She blushed still more, and lookod
very norvons and uncomfortable, but
he didn't notice it. He extended his
band, felt of the fur, and continuod:
“I don’t uurtend to be posted on
sich things* Is that real fur or only
plush?”
"SirI” exolniinod the woman as she
rose and caught n strap and glnrud at
him for thirty seconds before making
for the platform.
He looked after her with open mouth
and never utterud u word until she
stepped off aud the car started again.
Then ho turned to the man ou his loft
and whispered: <
"Land o’ mnssyl but I jest thought
fur a minute she was goiu' to si-rutuh
and pull Imir! Wlmt d'ye s’poso she
got so all-tired inud about?”
Thirst for Knowledge.
Tuanip (with an old school-book):
"Say, mister, will you kindly tell me
what letter this'is?” Pedestrian:
•Certainly. That's L. Cau’t you
read? "No, sir; but I’m trvln’ tor
learu.an' I slmu’t rest till I do,outlier.”
"I am delighted to find so luudubte
an ambitiou in one of your clnss. You
have tukeu the right course at lust.”
"Yes, sir. It’s mighty rough on a
traveler like^mo not ter be able to tell
whether n sign says ‘Uoware o’ the
Dog’ or ’Free Lunch Opeuing.”’
Klgteoua Retribution.
Peter (at the gate)—"Name please!”
Newly-Arriveu Spirit—"David Duk
kats."
Peter (after inspection of the books)
—•■You was a bank cashier on earth?”
Spirit—-Yes."
Peter—"You may be all riirht. but
you must be identilied, sir.”—Judge.
There are six tunnels in the world
which have a longth exceeding 21.000
feet—St. Gotharu, Mout Ceuis, Iloosac,
Severn, Nochistongs, and Sutis. St.
Gothard, the longest, is 48.810 feet;
Sutis, the shortest, is 21.120 feet.
A Difference In Cigars.
Street Urchin—Say, glm’me another
one o’ them five cent eigbrs.
Dealer—By the way, there’s a cracked
ten cent cigar you can have at the
same price. Paste paper around It and
it will smoke all right.
Urchin—I can,t smoke the'm ten cent
cigars. Them is made out o’ terbacker
an* they makes me sick.
To Dispel Colds,
Bead aches and Fevers, to oleunse the sys
tem effectually, yot gently, when costive or
bilious, or when the blood is impure or
Sluggish, to permanently cure habitual con
stipation. to awaken the kldnoys amf liver
to a healthy activity, without irritating or
weakening them, use Syrup of Figs.
—It took 80,000 cars to transport the
grapes of the United States to market
last year. The vineyards of this country
represent an investment of (105,000,000 and
over.
Throat Diseases commence with a
Cough, Cold or Sore Throat. “Bn ws's
Bronchial Troches” give Immediate re
lief- Si, LD ONLY IN BOXES. Price 25 cents.
—The Interesting fact has been de
veloped in the case of table glass that the
much-admired iridescent film is slightly
soluble iu water.
The Only One Kver Printed—Can Ton Find
the Word? .
There is a 3-inch display advertisement
in this paper this week which has no two
words alike except one word. The same
is true of each new one appearing each
week from The Dr. Harter Medicine Co.
This house places a ‘"Crescent” on every
thing they make and publish. Look for it,
send them the name of the word, and they
will return you book, beautiful litho
graphs, or SAMPLE FREE.
—Sir Edwin Arnold says that the late
Lord Lytton was the best after-dinner
speaker he ever heard, and superior to our
own Dr. Depew at his best.
Congliing Leads to Consumption.
Kemp's Balsam will stop the Cough at
once. Go to your Druggist today and get
a FKEE sample bottle. Large bottles
SO cents and SLUO.
—Great Britain poured nearly 156.000
emigrants into the United States during
the first seven months of the present year.
Pleasant, Wholesome. Speedy. Three
adjectives that apply to Hale's Honey of
Hohehound and Tak.
Pike's Toothache Drops Cure in one
minute.
—Mr. Blaine’s grandchildren, the Cop
plnger boys, are named respectively
Blaine and Carnegie.
Special Care
Should be taken In the winter not to allow the blood
to become depleted or impure, as if it does, attack* of
RHEUMATISM
or neuralgia are likely to follow exposure to cold or
wet weather. Hood’s Sarsaparilla is an excellent
preventive of these troubles, as it makes the blood
rich and pure, and keeps the kidneys and liver from
congestion, so liable at this season. If you are sub*
Jett to rheumatic troubles, take Hood’s Sarsaparilla
aa a safeguard, and we believe you will be perfectly
satisfied with Its effects.
-For chroute rheumatism
Hood’s 8arsaparllla
did me non toed than anything elee I hare ever
taken.” F. Mill**, Limerick Centra pe.
■OOD'S FILLS care liver llle, eoneMpattoav
Mlloiuaeee, Jaundice, elek headacke; hxUfMtton.
Sold hF all druggietm Price S9 ceale.
Mon Power X««lid.
Minister—I think we ahould havo
congregational singing.
Orgauist—Then wo mu»t here a now
organ.
Why so?
This Instrument Isn’t powerful
enough to drown 'em out.”
How's Tlilst
Wo offer On# Hundred Dollars reward for an/
ease of catarrh that cannot be oured by taking
Hall's Catarrh Cure.
J. CHKMKY * CO., Trope, Toledo, Ohio.
We, the underelimed, have known F. J, Cheney
for tb# last IS yenrH, and bollovo him perfectly
honorable In all metuess transnotlona, and
taianolally able Ui carry out any obligations
made l>v their firm.
i Tiiuax, Wholesale Druggist*, Tolodo,
WAboiNo, Kinnan ft Marvin, Wholssalo Drug
gists, Toledo, Ohio.
Hall's Catarrh Cure Is taken Internally, act
Ing directly upon the blood and wuootis sur.
faces of the system. Teatlmonlale sent free.
Tries 73 cents per bottle. Hold by all Druggists.
—Kmporor William's lnlost hunting ex
podltlon at Overtuatook was nmdo lu a
carriage drawn by four wblto horses.
When Baby was slob, wo gay# her Ceatorla,
When she wise a Child, aho cried for Ceatorla,
When aho became Mias, she clung to Castorla,
When she had Children, she gave them Castorla,
—Oeorgo W. Childs’ first hit in the pnli
ilo line was with "Dr. Kane's Arctic. Kx
ploratlons,” which yielded the author
nearly (70,000 within a year.
MTS—All Fits stopped free by Pi, Xtixi'i
Cm at Nxuvs ItxsTosxn. No tits after first dny'a
use. Narvilous cures. Treatise and Si.no trial bot
tle free to Dt ease* bend to Dr. Kiltie, mil Aruk St.,
Philadelphia, P*.
—Two bodies recently disinterred In an
old cemetery in Allegheny, Pa., were
found to bo petritied. One had been
buried live and the other two year*.
Fou indigestion, constipation, sick head
nchc, week stomach, disordered liver—
take Beccham's Pills. For salo by all
druggists.
—The first thing a Japanese does in
the morning is to take down the entire
front of his building, leaving the whole of
the interior open to view.
Perfectly Well. V
Fillkobk, Dubuque Co., Ia., Sept., 1883.
Miss X. Flnnlgan writes: My mother and sis
ter ussd Pastor Eoooig’s Nerve Touio for neu
Ailgla. They are both perfeotly well now and
never tire of praising the Tonlo.
Giiebnk, Iowa, Oot. 10,1830.
For nineteen years my daughter suffered from
fits so that sbe could not even dress herself. On
the 17th of Maroh last she commenced using
Pastor Koenig's Nerve Touio, and it has cured
her entirely. Accept many kind thanks and
blosslngs: I cannot tell how happy I feel to think
my child is cured. MK8. THERESA KYLE.
Btomi Lakx, Iowa, July©, 1890.
I was suffering from nervousness, sleepless
ness, and loss of memory; about two months ago
I took Pastor Koenig’s Nerve Tonic, and I at
I tribute my recovery to this medicine ; I am sat
isfied with its effect. J. A. BAAtiT.
FREE
—A Valuable Book en Nervous
Disease* sent frbe to any address,
aud poor patients can a)«o obtain
this medicine fri j of ohargo.
This remedy has been prepared by the Reverend
Pastor Koenig, of Fort Wayne, Ind., slope 1878, and
U now prepared under bis direction by the
KOENIC MED. CO.. Ch'eago, III.
Sold br Dru«*l»U »t •! per Bottle. OfbT.5.
hntolUH .1.7(1. A Bottle, for ...
DONALD KENNEDY
Of Roxbury, Mass, says
Kennedy’s Medical Discovery
cures Horrid Old Sores, Deep
Seated Ulcers of 40 years’
standing, Inward Tumors, and
every disease of the skin, ex
cept Thunder Humor, and
Cancer that has taken toot.
Price $i.5o. Sold by every
Druggist in the U.. S. and
Canada.
SHILOH’S
CONSUMPTION
CURE.
The success of this Great Cough Cure is
without a parallel in the history of medicine.
V* druggists are authorized to sell it on a pos
I *lvc guarantee, a test that no other cure can suc
cessfully stand. That it may become known,
he Proprietors, at an enormous expense, are
placing a Sample Bottle Free into every home
.n the United States and Canada. If you have
a Cough. Sore Throat, or Bronchitis, use it, for
t will cure you. If your child has the Croup,
or Whooping Cough, use it promptly, and relief
is sure. If you dread that insidious disease
Consumption, use it. Ask your Druggist for
SHILOH’S CURE, Price lo ots., c cts. and
M oo. If your Lungs are sore or Back lame,
| Shiloh’s Porous Plaster, Price 25 cts.
gold tfSDAL, Paris, ism
W. BAKER Si CO.'S j
Breakfast Cocoa!
from which the excess of oil
hue been removed,
Is absolutely pure and I
it is soluble.
No Chemicals 1
•re ueed in lte preparation. It
hae mors than three times the
strength of Cocoa mixed with
Btarch, Arrowroot or Sugar,
and Is therefore far more eco
nomical, costing less than one
cent a cup. It Is delicious, nour
ishing, strengthening, basily
bioiitid, and admirably adapted for Invalids
m wall aa for persona in health.
■•U *7 Grown mrjwMn.
W. BAKES a CO., Dorchwtar, Xxa.
a
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What Is
It For?
This Is the query per
petually on your little
boy's lips. And he is
no worse than the bii
ger, older, balder-hew
ife is an interrogation
ed boys. Lit
point.. "What is it for?" we con
tinually cry from the cradle to the
grave. So with thid little introduc
tory sermon we turn and ask: "What
is August Fi,owkr for ?" As easily
answered as asked : It is for Dys-.
pepsia. It is a special remedy for
the Stomach and Liver. Nothing
more than this; but this brimful.
We believe August Flower cures
Dyspepsia. We know it will. We
have reasons for knowing it. Twenty
years ago it started in a small country
town. To-day it has an honored
place in every city nnd country store,
possesses one of the largest manu
facturing plants in the country and
sells everywhere. Wljy is this ? The
reason is as simple as a child's
thought. It is honest, does one
thing, and does it right along—-it
cures Dyspepsia. 9
G. G. GREEN, Sole Man'fr,Woodbury,NJ.
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