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    WHEN MA WAS NEAR.
t har* on© bit of four
•Wont nothin* 'tall, whon ma was near;
j Tho cloud* could bank up In tho *ky,
Or ’loro tho wind In whlio streaks fly,
§*&■ But somehow ‘nut her I didn’t keer
A snap for them -whon ma wa* near
-• ; 5 dnMinnthnt oncak nt night to nkeor
, Ua llttlr folkn-when ma wai near
Jr* falrlv flow, and wouldn't may
pj ’Hound there one bit. but run nod away:
An' didn't aoom to bo one bit quaer
es'- They couldn't holp It. when ina tru near.
* It wasn't bad to bo sick, whore
You felt tho Jov that nt a vr.u near,
cue The throbs o’ pain couldn't stay much
|;i. Under the roollnr of her touch.
jpH Hut see mud to stand In mortal fear
Of everything, when ma was near
—Edward N. Wood
F ' --
A Passive Crime.
IlY ••TIIK DUCIIKSS."
CHAPTER V—Continued.
"Fighting, I think,” says Mr.
Wilding, who is a plain spnkon man
at times,and given to olootrlfying tho
judgos in court on curtain oocuBlons.
' "They are arranging a duel, unless I
am greatly mistaken.”
••l*ut it must ')o prevontod!" says
Maud, wildly. "Something must be
«lono!”
Doing up to Penruddock aho lays
her hand upon his arm. "Let me
•peak. Dick!” she says, in trembling
accents. The word—his Christian
name—has unconsciously osoapod
her; hut ho has hoard it, and proud
fe’;. ly. gladly, takes the little hand upon
his arm between both his own, as
though this unexpected mention of
his numo had made her his—had
been an informal confession of hor
lovo.
"Jhere is no nood that you should
•quarrel,” sho goes on with lowered
•eyes and pallid lips, "llo Is right;
ho has but spoken the truth. I am
lowly born, as all the world knows;
though, sir," confronting Suuinaroz,
and gazing full at him with terrible
grief and reproach in her glaneo, "it
> has yot to bo proved how you came
to uso that word ‘basely.”'
"My conduct to you has boon un
pni'donnnlo, madam," Buys .Sauma oz,
bowing and drawing back, with sot
ltps and a stern expression. "I
ask youy forgiveness. To your
friend, Mr. I’onruddook, I shall give
every satisfaction necessary—the
•very strongest satisfaction." con
cludes he with a grim smile; after
srhtch ho bows again,and withdraws.
Miss Nevillo bursts into tears, and
aobs bitterly for a few minutes.
"*? Penruddook with his arm round her,
•upports her head against his breast
lor somo time unrebuked. Present
ly. how.-ver, she ohocks her omotlon,
and drawing away from him, wipes
the tears from her eyos, sighing
heavily,
"You have got your work out out
lor you, you know," suggested Mr.
Wilding, in a low tone to Dick, who
had forgotten everything but Maud’s
grief.
"1 am quite aware of that," mut
ters Dick.
•!lf you are going to cross to tho
other sido, you will have but very
little time to arrango matters before
atarting."
••There Is little to arrange," says
Penruddook, absently. "My cousin
•Ucorge falls In for ovorything if I
•oome to grlof in tho onoounter."
Then ho goes up to Maud, who Is
••till silently crying, and takes her
.hand again.
••loll rao tho truth now,” ho says.
“At this lust moment, it would be a
wolacc. a comfort to rao. That time
—a few minutes since, when you
•called me ‘Dick’—your tone, your
„ whole manner thrilled mo; It almost
V'A -caused me to believe that I was not
■quite indifferent to you. Was that
presumption, madness on my partP
^ JSpeuk. durlinsr!"
He bends his head, and she whls
|/ mars somethin >• in a voice half
■ s broken. It must have been some
* "word of encouragement, as Penrud
■) •dock’s visage brightens, and his
■whole manner changes.
••And If I returnP” he begins, eag
•riy
••Oh. you must—you will return!”
' . .alio says painfully.
“If I do you will marry me?”
She shakes her head. Even at
ft /this solemn moment her groat re
; eolve is not to be broken.
/I" “My dear Penruddook, this is out
| of all bearing,” says Mr. Wilding,
i> who has been engaged in an en
' crossing examination of a bit of old
Chelsea, but now feels it his duty to
^ come to the rescue and deliver Miss
/ > Neville from her embarrassment.
“Let us discuss what you have got
; , to da”
‘•That is simple,” says Penruddook,
with a frown. “If luok stands to
end, 1 shall shoot him through the
CiearU ”
••No, no!” says Maud, faintly, put
•ting up her hand in quick protest.
“To kill him. that would be murder!
Do not have his death upon your
conscience.”
£ ’ “Wo ild you shrink from me be
- cause of that?" asked he wistfully.
\? ■ - it would be so terrible," she
> (alters.
KV_ “Yet, remember, it would be in
SKjrour cause."
“For that very reason"—earnestly
—••I should feel it all the more.
» And later on when you had grown
wool, it would be to yourself an ever
v , lasting regret, and 1 should be the
J-v Author of it. Oh, let him live!”
•“Woll.I dare say I shall,"says Pen
• rfudkock. in a cunojs tone; “for this
.reason—that I suppose he will kill
ono. ”
••He splits hairs, and sixpenny bits.
And a’l sorts of thin things, at any
number of paoes that you like to
V name,” says Mr. Wilding pleasantly.
Miss Neville shudders, anl turns a
■)/ shade paler even than she has been
Ahrough all.
“After all. there is not so much in
V. ftl fe that one should regret it to any
| Intense degree s says Dick, who
takes It rather badly that she ob
jects to his killing Saumarcz.
“My dear boy, there you err,”
says Wilding, briskly. “Thore is a
great deal In life. If you go the
proper way to find It, and if you
don’t expect too much; that is the
great secret. Lifo is a first-class
thing in my opinion-nothing like
it. I never, you know, fight duels
myself—nothing would induce me;
but If you must, my denr Pcnrud
dock, atm low and cover him well
with your eye. I’ll gee you through
it, and stick to you, my dear boy,
whutevnr happens."
••Thanks, old man; I knew quite
well that you would not desert me,"
says Dick gratefully.
“Can nothing bo done?’’ says
Maud, clasping hor hands. “Oh,
Mr. Wilding, do try; surely some
thing may be effected if you will
only try!"
“Of course I shall try," says Wild
ing promptly. “I'll stand to him all
through- 1 have promised that. By
Jove! I wouldn’t adviBe that fellow
to do anything unfair when I am on
the field! And If.1"—Impressively—
“anything unfortunate should occur,
“Oh. Mr. Wilding, how I hate
you!" Interrupts Miss Neville, with
a sudden burst of wrathful tears.
“If no one else will holp me.” cries
•he, going hurriedly toward the
door, "I shall try at least, what a
weak woman can do!"
She opens the door, closes it be
hind her firmly, and runs up-stairs
to her own apartments.
wiAi ir.u vi.
An Kntreaty.
It is an hoar later, and in his li
brary Gilbert Suumaroz is sitting
with folded arms, on which Mh face
lies hidden. The table is strewn
with papers. A crumpled, faded
llowor and a little, six-buttoned
black kid glovo are on tho desk
close bosido him; how procured, he
alone knows, Certainly they wore
never given to him by their right
ful ownor. Tho lamps are low
ered, until a half gloom, that
is almost darkness, envelops
tho apartment Ghastly shadows
creep hero and there, unchecked,
unnoticed by tho raau who sits so
silently in the armchair beneath the
center lamp. He is lost in thought,
in vain regrets, that belong to the
present and the near past, but have
no connection with tho morrow, that
may bring death in its train. But
not to him. No fear of being "done
to death" In open light need harass
him. He is too expert a shot, has
too often earned his reputation as
a skilled duelist, to feel nervous at
the prospect of anenoounter with an
amateur—a raw schoolboy In the art
of dueling, as ho rightly terms Pen
ruddook. He has killed his man be
fore this; and having made up his
mind to kill this present rival as he
would a dog, has dismissed the sub
ject from his thoughts.
Other considerations crowd upon
him — other remembrances, swoet
and bitter; and so absorbed is he in
his inward muslngs, that he does not
hoar the door open, nor the sound of
tho light feet that advanc aorosso the
floor, until tho owner of them is
almost at his side. He raises his
head then, and looking up, starts to
his foot with an exclamation that is
caused by a surprise which for the
moment completely overpowers him.
It is Maud Neville who stands before
him, pale as "the snowy illy pressed
with heavy rain.”
*»»* eyes are targe, nan trlgntened
and full of grief. Beneath them
dark circles show themselves. No
faintest tinge of color adorns her
cheeks. Her hair, under her swans*
down hood, has loosened, and strays
across hor low, smooth forehead at
its own good will. She is pale, nerv
ous. thoroughly unhinged, yet never
perhaps has sho looked so lovely.
"You here alone!" he stammers
moving from her rather than toward
her.
••Yes, here," returns she in a low
tone, tremulous with emotion. "Es
ther waits for me outside. I have
so far forgotten my own dignity and
self-respect as to oome hero to you at
midnight, compelled by a sudden ne
cessity. The more reason, sir,” with
an upward glance of mingled entreaty
and pride, "that you should re
spect both!"
••Speak!" returns he coldly.
She throws back her hood and
cloak as though half stifled, find
stands bofore him in all the bravery
of her satin ball dress, on which the
pearls gleam with a soft, subdued
light.
"I have come to ask you to forego
this duel—to give it up.” she says,
faintly, discouraged by his manner,
yet not wholly dismayed. "1 entreat
you to hear me, to listen to what I
have to say, not to turn a deaf ear to
my prayer."
••Yet to my prayer not an hour
since you were deaf," retorts he,
quietly.
She is silent
"You would ask me to spare your
lover—that boy, Penruddock." says
he, with a mocking smile, "and so
proclaim myself a coward, as he
called me? Impossible! Why. he
struck me across the face with his
open hand—here!"
He raises his hand to the cheek
that still bears the mark of the blow,
but has paled as the remembranoe
of the deadly insult returns to him.
His eyes blaze with wrath. Involun
tarily he clinches his hand. To the
girl watching him there seems in
deed but small hope of mercy. She
draws nearer, and by a sudden im
pulse lays her hand upon his.
"At least, do not kill him." she
says, despair in hor tone, an awful
loolc in her great gleaming eyes.
••Do not murder him! He is young,
and • youth la precious. You will
have mercy on him, will you not?"
Overcome by fear, and utterly un
nerved. she sinks at his feet and
r* •* V*.4P<Tw j.« / :
(razes up at him, speechless, but still
with imploring look and gesture.
These is a childish grief and anxiety
in hor lovely face that touches the
world-worn and almost utterly cal
lous heart of the man before her.
"How you must love him," tho
man says bitterly, almost scornfully,
••to bring yourself to do what you
have done to-night! Thatyou_you,
proud child—should come here
where no woman could bo aeon with
out Injury to herself, convinces me
of— Hut no!" He interrupts him
self and his voice grows suddenly
tender, ••! will take care that no
evil shall be spoken of you; you
need not be afraid of that"'
He stoops and raises her gently
from the ground.
••You will promise mo.” she en
treats in a whisper, -to spare him?
1 know how skillful you are—what
an easy matter it would be to you to
place a bullet in bis hoart. But you
will spare him? And who can say
but this one deed of mercy may save
your soul at last?'
••My soul?" says he, with a haunt
ing laugh. “And supposing that at
your earnest instigation I do consent
to spare your lover—what then. I
pray?"
••I have no lover," says the girl,
simply. "I never shall have one.
You should know that—you, who i
told me in plain language not an
hour since of my lowly birth and
breeding."
“Pardon me," says he, lowering
his eyes, shame covorlng his brow
with crimson, “If I could recall
that last hour I would. I lied when
I spoke of disgrace.”
"You do not deceive me now—you
tell me the truth?” asks she, with
agitation. “Yoi you said that you
know of my birth—that I was base
born."
“This is no time for such discus
sion," says he,evasively; “but if ever
you want a witness to prove your
birth, send for mo. And now, am I
forgiven my offense?”
“I have forgotten everything,”
says sho, eagerly, -only this, tnat I
want your promise. Swear to me
Dick Penruddock’s death will not lie
at your door?”
“And if I give this promise—if I
tell you I shall fire over his head in
stead of straight into the center of
his heart,what shall be my reward?”
“Name It,” says she,thoughtlessly.
“It is a simple request I ask but
one kiss, and my oath shall be
given. ”
She starts and shrinks from him
perceptibly.
“You are no man to ask me that!”
she says, white to the lips again,
and with her small hands tightly
cllnohed.
“Yet that is my bargain—the only
one I will make!” returns he dog
gedly.
Within her breast fierce battle
reigns. All a woman’s innate mod
esty fights with love’s self-sacrifice.
The struggle Is severe, but lasts not
very long. Love conquers.
“For his sake!” sho murmurs,
brokenly.
And then she goes up to Saumarez,
and stands before him, her faoe like
marble.
••You shall have your reward!" she
says faintly.
He lays both his hands upon her
shoulders and regards her earnestly.
Then he pushes her somewhat
roughly from him. and laughs aloud
—a very unpleasant laugh, and one
by no means good to hear.
“Look here,” he says; “I can be
generous, too! Keep your kisses!_
keop” (bitterly) “your lips unsullied
for him! And keep my promise,too;
I give it freely, without reward, just
for love of you! Perhaps in the
future you will confess that I loved
you at least as well as he doos, or
any man could! Do I not prove it?
For your sake—to please you_I
spare the life of the only man I
envy, and when I could shoot him as
easily as I could a dog!”
TO BE CONTINUED.
Origin of Coni. I
A curious theory regarding the
origin of coal has just been an
nounced. Bock oil or petroleum is
generally supposed to have resulted
from tho exposure of coal to the in
ternal heat of the globe; in fact, to
have been produced by nature’s pro
cess of distillation. The hypothesis
just started involves a converse prop
osition—viz., that coal itsolf arises
from the condensation of petro
leum which first comes from
the action of heat on plants. The
pitch lake of Trinidad is referred
to in support of this idea. Trees
grow on the hardened pitch of this
lake within a short distance of other
pitch in a state of ebullition, and
one can readily conceive of the hard
ened pitoh in some cases being soft
ened by an eruption of the boiling
pitch, and of trees growing on it
being thus engulfed. The theory Is
ingenious, but it does not explain all
the facts, and is entirely irreconcil
able with some of them. For ex
ample. it could not possibly explain
the origin of coal-beds containing all
the constituents of potroleum, and it
would not account for tho presence
of large accumulations of pure car
bon.
A Certain Symptom.
Mamma—Why don't you go and do
the errana I told you to?
Freddie—I want to sit here and
see the company that’s coming to
Mrs. Smith’s.
••How do you know there is anv
coming?" f
••I saw Robbie wash his hands.”_
Chicago Inter Ocean.
Relief for Mother*.
Little Boy—What’s the use of so
many queer letters in words? Look
at that ‘*0’’ in 'indicted. ”
Little Girl—I guess those la just
put in so mothers can get an excuse
to send their childrens to school and
! have a little peace.
GRAND OLD PARTY.
BRITISH REJOICING OVER THE
NEW TARIFF.
Ths Downfall of Reciprocity Pleases
Them Immensely—Our Farmers Taxed
by Canada—Mr. Wilson Toole Cara of
Ills Own District.
The New Tariff Helps Them.
The comments of the British papers
on the new American tariff and its
effoet upon British interests show that
they are far from being displeased
with Democratic “tariff reform.”
From Wales comes the statement
that “the reduction in the tin-plate
duty has led to a marked revival of
prosperity at the tin-plate works” over
there. Many of the mills which were
closed have been reopened and large
ly augmented. In a recent issue the
Birmingham Post says that “British
manufacturers are looking for a large
and immediate increase in American
imports of English woolens,” that
“the impulse given to the woolen and
other textile branches by the new
tariff may be expected to act bene
ficially upon other branches of English
trade by furnishing increased employ
ment to the factory hands and aug
menting the profits of their em
ployers.” The Sheffield Telegraph is
immensely pleased over the abroga
tion of the reciprocity treaties by the
new tariff law. It regards the action
of Spain in restoring heavy duties on
American products as “a good omen
that other parties to this class of
treaties may promptly take the initia
tive in tearing them up. This ought
to be specially advantageous to Shef
field.” Tho Telegraph thinks that the
indirect benefits of “the closure of
McKinleyism” may be even moro pro
nounced tthan from “the enlargement
of trade with the United States.”
French and other continental papers
aro also elated over the better Ameri
can market for European products
and the destruction of the reciprocity
arrangements, which will enable our
foreign competitors to regain what
they have lost on account of these
treaties.
lei ino doctrinaires in tnis country
have contended and still contend that
the McKinley law was a curse to the
United States and a boon to foreign
producers, says the Cincinnati Times
Star. They make this assertion in
face of the conspicuous fact that for
eigners considered themselves badly
handicapped by the McKinley law, not
only so far as the American trade was
concerned, but also in the trade of
those Spanish-American countries
which entered into reciprocal com
mercial relations with the United
States provided for by the reciprocity
section of the McKinley law. Speak
ing of the claim that the old tariff was
a good thing for Europe and a bad
thing for America, ex-President
Harrison in one of his car-platform
speeches pointedly asked:
“If, as they pretend, the old tariff
was to the advantage of England,
France and Germany and a disadvant
age to us, in the name of common
sense, how does it come that these
nations are not able to bear with more
equanimity a policy that injures us
and helps them?”
The doctrinaires are in a maze of
absurd befuddlement on this subject
that only illustrates their incompe
tency to deal with the ordinary, prac
tical questions within the province of
statesmanship.
Free Trade for the Other Fellow.
Attention has been called to a para
graph in the tariff law, as Mr. Wilson
approved it in the house, which is gen
erally overlooked and which increases
the duty on cut nails from 18.6 per
cent, on an ad valorem basis, as it
stood under the McKinley act, to 25
per cent. This is an amazing per
formance, in a bill aiming to reduce
duties and making its heaviest cuts in
the metal schedule. The explanation
is that the manufacture of cut nails is
one of the principal industries in the
city of Wheeling, and that Wheeling
is the principal center in Mr.
Wilson’s own district. Thus, wherever
you touch one of these Democratic
“reformers,” you find that his views
of a tariff are, indeed “for .•evenuo
only,” but the revenue must accrue to
him. They hoot at Gorman and
Brice for helping the sugar trust.
But how are these worse than Mur
phy, who must have collars and cuffs
looked after? Or, than Wilson him,
self, the apostle and paragon of re
form, who preaches pure doctrine and
is as rapacious a grabber as any of
them when it comes to a matter af
fecting his own district? Many hum
bugs have found the Democratic party
a congenial home: but Mr. Wilson de
serves to stand pretty close to the
head of the list—St. Paul Pioneer
Press.
1h« Farmer Is Not to Bo Caught.
* ‘There, that is the cheapest suit of
clothes you ever bought,” mifl a mer
chant to a farmer. -Oh, no, it isn’t,”
replied the farmer; “this suit costs me
twenty bushels of wheat. I have
never paid over fifteen bushels of
wheat for a suit before.” The Demo
cratic “cheap” dodge is evidently not
fooling that farmer very extensively.
—Kansas City Journal.
Question and Answer.
What did the Democracy promise
to do?
Make everybody’s ship come in.
What has it done?
Scuttled everybody’s ship.
Gn purpose?
Ko; by stupidity.
the Soldier’s Interest Money.
Since the beginning of the civil war
the total pensions paid to soldiers have
amounted to $1,727,000,000. This
w a large sum, but it is $800,000,000
less than the amount paid as interest
on the public debt. Thus, as the
Rochester Post Express puts it, “The
men who loaned themselves to the
government get loss than those who
merely loaned their money, and the
lattor get their money again.” Of the
two kinds of service, that which the
soldier gave was far the greater. Let
there be no more complaints about the
cost of soldiers’ pensions. They are
essentially unpatriotic. — American
Cultivator.
Oor Farmer* Tax'd bjr Canada.
When the Republican administra
tion under President Harrison made;
overtures to Canada to join in recip
rocal trade relations under the recip
rocity provisions of the McKinley law,
the proposition was met by a cold re-,
buff. The Canadians felt that they;
had the best of it in the laws already
existing. The Canadian farmer was
protected even above his noighbor on
this side the lino and they proposed to
have it remain so. Canada believes
in protection, and believes that no
protection is worthy the name that
does not protect the tiller of tho soil—
the basis of all wealth and prosperity,
on the American continent. The Dem
ocratic free trade policy gives no rec-;
ognition of this fact, however. 1
The farmer of the United States is
told that what he most needs is access
to the “markets of the world,” and
that the only way to get to them is
over the prostrate industries of our,
own country. Canada gets its bene
fits of this policy with the rest of the
world, but still keeps up its bars
against the farmer on this side. Its
lawmakers know how to take care of
their own and they are doing it.
Make note of the way in which the
farmer of the United States is taxed
for such of his products as he may
want to sell over there. If he sells
eggs to the Canadian he must do so
despite a Canadian tariff of 5 cents a
dozen. Ho must calculate on 4 cents
a pound for buttor; H cents a pound
on live hags and 2 cents on pork and!
beef; 8 cents on cheese; 10 cents a
bushel on buckwheat, rye, oats andl
peas; 15 cents a bushel on wheat,
beans and potatoes; 40 cents a barrel
for corn meal and 7£ cents a bushel on
corn.
Those are some of the more notable
evidences of the way the Canadian
farmer is protected by his own gov
ernment while the Democratic con
gress is opening the doors for the ad
mission of Canadian products to the
United States in competition with our
own producers. Every farmer should
know it.—Kansas City Journal.
Cne or the Other.
The Birmingham Age-Herald insists
that the new tariff “affords ample
revenue to meet the expenses of the
government economically adminis
tered. ” The official statement is that
from September 1 to October 18 the
deficit amounted to $18,975,199, or at
the rate of $403,727 a day. If the
revenue is ample, then there is only
one way to account for this deficit,
and that is the government is not be
ing economically administered. The
Age-Herald can draw us into no argu
ment on that point.
‘ Ad vie® for Cotton I’lnnters.
We propose to give without charge
to our readers the following recipe to
make money on cotton, and we will
guarantee that if all follow the advice
they will come out first best next year,
viz.: Buy cotton futures now for
next year to twice the number of bales
you raised this year, and then plant
your whole crop in com, peas, sorg
hum cane, goobers, hogs, beeves,
cows, sheep, etc., and only enough
cotton to keep seed for the next year.
Try it!—Eutaw, Ala., Mirror.
A Reason With Hair on It.
The report of the labor com
missioner of Ohio
2,894 representative
ing industries, located
cities of the state, which
wages in 1892 $50,838,388, paid in
1893 only $48,908,857, a decrease of
$6,938,516. Yet Chairman Wilson
says tariff reform has only begun.
show that
manufactur
in forty-six
paid out in
The Subject or His Anxiety.
Two years ago the workingman was
greatly wrought up because he was
made to believe he was paying two or
three cents too much for his dinner
pail. For the past year and a half he
has not been concerned about the cost
of his pail; his time has been fully oc
cupied in trying to find something to
put in it. 5
A Tariff Speech.
hem Jimmie Jones of Tennessee-,
this tariff question is really
not the intricate matter it has been
in it is as simple as
the alphabet. Now, what would I do
in regard to the tariff? Whv simnlv
his: If the tariff is too high I’d K
but if it was too low I’d hist it.
’T'V: Heed.
Yon will never miss the water till tn*
well runs dry ” er uu tne
IS. soothe, used to slag us la the day,
Sat the striking w», to put It at the present
U '\0hemawTS ^ ,0" ™ses «“ ™
. F'»e-Cent Cotton.
gsBrS-®
A Brilliant Sueces,.
tt5?X3‘ ■*-•<*»
Yes.
In what way?
vate. Piling “P debts. Public and pri
Bating Dangers.
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Y<lK hB faUen into ^“Ser. ^
FOR TIRED NOTH!
IZS.G.W.warnoclr
S4 tor »fcat Bw
Ih*T,i
three bottle. Jr?
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greot ohan^T^
All Run Do*,
ftom tronbi, „
overwork, anj *
otaor complaint, J
mon to my box .r,
«*» « year,. *
Jnoe taking
Sanapari’Jaia-,":
stronger ana am gaming m ncsn. i ^ j
til overworked, tired, Weak n»oth*?l
take Hood’s Sarsaparilla to build them j!
Mrs. G. Y*\ Wahnock, Beverly, Neb. RcmcaJj
Hood’s^ Cum
Hood’S Pill* act easily, yet prn^ud
efficiently, on thellvor and bo well.
FREEH
THIS KNIFE!
Mailed frM la exchange for u laqa Un Hue.
from Lion Coffee Wrappers, and a Leant «•—“
rrom won uonee *»™i■ aoent atia.,
par postage. Write forltot of our other ttnjt
mlozaa. WOOLSON SPICE CO
4M Huron 8t. Tom,.
WILL CLIIK
CATARRH
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Price 50 Ceuta.
3
App y Balm into each nostril.
ELY BKOS., 56 Warren St., Jn .Y.
W. L.Douclas
S3 SHOE *™'""
I NOSQUEAKIha
93. CORDOVAN
FRENCH&ENAMELLEQCAU'11
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| $3.5P POLICE,3 SoS
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SEND FOR CATALOGUE I
W-l_* DOUGLAS, I
BROCKTON, MA&I
icon can cave money by wearing tke
W. L. boifflu 03.00 Shoe.
Became, we are the largest manufactures
this gradeof shoos In the world, and guarantee tk
value by stamping the name and price on
bottom, which protect you against high pricei
the middleman’s profits. Our shoes equal cm
work In style* easr fitting and wearing quali
We have them sold everywhere at lower price
the value given than any other make. Take n*
Stltuto, IX your dealer cannot supply you, we9
^ “COLCHESH
I SPADI1I
BOOT.
BEST IN MARir
I BEST IN FIT.
i . BEST IN WEA1UNG
A QUALITY
i
The outer ortopinljn
tends the whole leocb
down to the heel.pp
teotlnir the bout la cj
irlnir and la other bah
work.
ASK TOUR DEALH
FOR THEM
and don't be pat d
with Inferior good*
COLCHESTER RUBBER CO. I
UP-TO-DATE CLOTHIK
Sold direct to consumers AT LOWEST run]
ever before offered. Buy direct from i»9
porters and manufacturers. We jhuffl
with raimrog or exailmatiox.
save you from SO to M per cent. A ttlWL
nt suit, |S.M. Fall or winter overco»al
fS.BO. Boys’ combination Suits S2.ll
H KOTMU-QATB A RPKCIAI.TT. Sendto^F
fcrFRtEmammoth catalog:, iddrea '
OXFORD MFQ.CO..CIotbl.gD.|tu
344Wabaah.Ave.. Chicaso.r
MAILED FREE
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to asy Farmer or Fanner s Wife
Up to Date Dairying
coat&1 nInf full instruction bow to nan
Higher Orade Prodoctt, make
IIIORE BOTTEB M* BETTER PBICE
*>ni *ith Less Labor g« Jlore Mont;
ftaaltwlaf and explaining |n a practical manner...
T“* HORMANOY SYSTEM,
Danish Dairy system ■>•
,__ Elgin Separator Syito
Plnen Inebnufftt protpesity and ease to the dairy brow.
Write for this VaiunMe Information. Mailed FREE*
application. Kindly send address of neiyhlmring
eho own costs. Address R. LESPINASSE,
stafissfsssaiL. a4*w-u&E»
WELL MACHINERY
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all Marrantad. u"
Bto** City Knrte* ft Iron Works,
Successors to Peeh Mf*. Co., I
■mL n . ■loss City. Isws.1
UW Bstoa Are., Kansu City, If a
PROFIT!
lie Month 1
This Month
_ _ _ Anyone can partlcl; ste to1
rnoroiou. profi t by sending n< Irm
ni.taoo Hipbrat afi. W(U for |.n:tlcuie>>
THE TRADERS EYRD'CATE,
i Tradin' (Mg, Chicago, III.
I AQBNT8 WaIIUI.
[BEES Hi 6QLD p"S!iJKS!S2
Jhe “grew nurserles”save you ©*••£%
Millions Of the heat tr*M7A eeara'PxnerieD^i*
■ ■ mm |KM| For centurte« no r»li»J
unnn (wimaK »«kB"
Bfl I I Sv ■■ W the medical
| 11 S ■ T advanced tclence wo td
■ ■ W ■ ha ■ debted for a tlmplo. UJ
lew, Uncertain>eme“J'
Uttle booklet and ctrculnre teU all aboctn.'
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"°m *en to ten thousand acre*. TitlgjE*^
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