The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965, May 02, 1895, Image 7

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    ilete!y Paralyzed.
Ians-are astounded
*A PECULIAR CASE.
^ritkrn with Landry’*
lalvsi* amt Let Itccovcra.
Times. Philadelphia, Pa.)
,, with Landry's Paralysis ant.
That means but little to the
:,vman hut it means a miracle
biciun. Such Is the rare experi
f, | pallimore, of Mad.son,
It is true that I had Landry’s
• said Mr. Dalllmore to a re
el- else the most celebrated
„s ,.f London were mistaken.
' „n the 15th of March, this
continued, “when I was in
„k city, that I first felt the
„S Of my trouble. I experienced
in going upstairs, my legs
m support me. I consulted a
n who informed me that I had
vmptom of Locomotor Ataxia,
ihe case developed he pro
(3 it a case of Landry's Paralysis
nvlng the nature of the disease,
me to start for my home and
I gave up my work and on
=t started for London, Ont. A
.mu physician was consulted,
vw- rapidly worse and on Satur
,,-il 7, several eminent physicians
consultation on my case and in
nip that I was at death's door,
hut three to six days to live,
ngcred on, by this time complete
ijzed, my hands and feet being
could hardly whisper my wants
,uld only swallow liquids, and
muld realy have been a welcome
comes tne part tnat naa as
|>d the physicians. Rev. Mr.
a clergyman who visited me In
Ft hours, as he supposed, told me
marvelous cures of paralysis
fad been performed by Dr. Will
I’ink Pills for Pale People. I
to take the pills about April 28
week after that felt an lmprove
J in my condition. There was a
I, tingling sensation In the limbs
Tuui been entirely dead and I soon
to move my feet and hands, the
ement continued until May 28,
[ I was taken out of bed for a drive
Brove the horse myself. By the
Jof July I was able to walk
|irs alone and paid a visit to Nla
vly but surely I gained my old
i and strength leaving Ontario for
[ York on Oct. 11 and beginning
Jrork again on Oct. 26, 1894. Cured
Indry's Paralysis In eight months.”
Vmtirm his story beyond doubt Mr.
■more made affidavit.
|orn and subscribed before me Dec.
AMOS C. RATHBUN.
|al.) Notary Public.
Williams’ Pink Pills contain all
llements necessary to give new life!
[richness to the blood and restore
kered nerves. They are for sale by
prugglsts, or may be had by mall
i Dr. Williams' Medicine Company,
Inectady, N. Y., for 60 cents per box,'
|x boxes for $2.50.
Wild and Domestic Animals,
he question as to what constitutes a
lestic animal and what is meant by'
Iterm wild beast is becoming more
more complicated. For while,
the one hand, the supreme court of
lyland has decided that the cat is a
I animal within the meaning of the
, the supreme court of appeal in
|nce has just issued a decree to the
ct that a wild bull is a domestic an
This remarkable decision has
i rendered in connection with the
istion as to the illegality of bull
ying. which has hitherto been quite
niueh of a national pastime in the
|th of France as in Spain and Portu
Inasmuch as the court has now,
; and for all, determined that bull
hting is contrary to law and there
| criminal, no one need complain of
s interpretation of the code, except
the precedent that it affords of
knsforming wild beasts into domestic
ps by legal proceedure instead of by
"inary methods of taming.
"Short Journeys on a Long Road'*
Jhe characteristic title of a profusely
unrated book containing over one hun
eh [ ages of charmingly written descrip
of summer resorts in the country
r, a“d west of Chicago. The reading
i ,e.r ls new, the illustrations are new,
a .he information therein will be new to
most everyone.
i™P>\ofL “Short Joumevs on a Long
*,u le sent free to anyone who wid
HeafforS6”n (t° P»yDP°et®8e) to Geo.
Heafford, General Passenger Agent
dcago, ni'llKaukee & St’ Railway,
A Hermit’s Secret*
iker'atn u*1!.- 0bserver: An under.
c,ueHtned Key claims that he has
c red a secret from an old hermit
nich promises to revolutionize the art
He learned i* of an
f \\W v-Wh0hv*d inthe mountains
1^1*3Ia» ln a lonely cabin, and
the neighborhood believed
sunted A aD<! ,th v1 bis b99se was
ras n 'a ^ V1S1^ to the hermit's cabin
rcndP lVyflthe undertaker and a
coms ofTh» flw°ors ofthe ‘wo lower
he fines/r,? cabln were carpeted with
mmals anrt?S made from tbe skins of
he d Preserved by the hermit
[ouns fnaTDS1 ited tbe sit*118 of cats,
EtinV»?eS’ froes, minks, etc. The
here as pe,rfect.ly . Preserved, and
the animal U|^.aS lf ^ust taken from
Which the L Pftairs were three bodies
toany years Sa-rLhe bad obtained
death had m S° x. ^bey looked as if
termitaUoh»jevb5- yestepday- The.
“sis. all °ookfr.»0dleS of dlfleren‘ ani
lhe first exneH gaS nat°ral as life,
be made in a m^nt,TTlth the fluid will
more, Md. medlcal college in Balti
fsbbits W Ze"a‘a“d7ats are used to destroy
u“*r TO"=r^*r?ir*I“ »•*-*
*te South,"gooj 11 *!*• winter resort* of
«■ WfiSwfsSf' until June let,
firointoeonthJn^L??^? Ticmtb to
Jtion * Jg*J °“ woursion dote*. In «d
Ltei8to»UpoinU in?ff f7nd Steamship
Ecbope At n United States
Hck«« exwreLT?1 r«~- ForraUe!
f8!? or * ropy of thet^an<1D-UU ln,orni*
In th ~-Neh,
S^lu08- childhood ban
Memory that ,IS a fibero<
“sues. nbe touched to gentle
w gentle
&2£K3Sv£JPH
«<.. . accnimto * * u*»u
f!* >n the househoh?tS ff' many a *»H
Thatl?n- an n systeins °>
anlf - caPa*WeCofaVaCUlt-V k a Sfoodlt
*orllt isthe uomT improvement
It b vev11 wi‘h trifle. ^ “
2h tnisunderatooc
too m iife m/.f °se " e love: Bui
-••Si* i?» ISS£J“
■,‘i '..V.
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7.-’~rl---T
THE VETERAN’S LAST SONG.
I am standing on the summit of % oentury o!
years
That hath measured the life 01 our nation :
And I see adown the mountain a flood of
blood and tears.
That was shed for our country's salvation.
And 1 see a mighty Lesion who for the na
tion's life,
Went forth In young manhood's frosh dory:
And I see a mighty Legion who porlshed In
the strife
Now sleeping In garments stilt and gory.
CHORUS
And we're coin * soon to meet them In that
bivouac of the soul,
As the shadows around us slvinr warning
And I want to see my comrades, when the
ar.-cls call the roll.
All ready for Inspection In the mornlnn
We were boys when we enlisted and these
wrinkled brows were fair,
And our eyes were undimmed In their vision'
And the "frosts” that never melt bad not
gathered on our hair.
And our step had not lost Its preolsion
But the years have built their terraces on
every comrades' brow.
And are makes our weary limbs quiver.
And the “frosts” are fallinr thick and we're
on the double quick
To the camp that Is over the river
But tho' the veterans vanish their children
still remain.
The deeds of their fathers to cherish:
And the cause for which we battled our chil
dren will mainta'n,
And the foes of our banner shall perish:
For we battled not in vain If still that banner
waves,
Thro' ages our nation adorning
And loyal hands shall plant it mid the flowers
upon our graves,
Till the grand reville in the mornln;.
Lady Latimer’s Escape.
BIT CHARLOTTE M. BRAE BE.
CHAPTER XII.
No one but myself knew how I
dreaded that coming New Year for
Lady Latimer. She had left off hating
me now, poor darling; she told me she
knew it had all come about for the
best.
“You acted rightly, Audrey,” she
said to me one day, when the dismal
snow was falling, falling as if it never
meant to stop, and there was an un
utterable stillness over everything
round Lorton’s Cray. “Quite right,
for you are a good woman, and could
not do otherwise; but now I love his
memory as I loved him in life. I feel
as if I should almost win heaven if I
could lie by his side in the grave. Ah!
he has no grave; no—” .
She burst into passionate weeping,
and I could say nothing to comfort her;
the dead man had been the only love
of her life—the only worship that
comes to us all sooner or later. Alas
for those to whom, like her, it comes
too late!
She had been quietly content
to stay at the old house, wrapped
up in her own sorrow and
the good she was trying to do to all
around her with her husband's legacy.
She did not know that all heaven, as
it seemed to me, lay at my feet, and I
did not dare to stoop my hand and
pick it up. Lord Latimer found me
alone in the cozy boudoir one dismal
November day, when he came to see
after the business of some of the es
tate, and almost before I knew what
he was talking about, he asked me to
be his wife.
My face spoke what my tongue
could not utter, and he caught me in
his arms and kissed me, not once, but
a dozen times.
“I think we have understood each
other all along,” he said. “Look me
in the face and tell me that you will
be my wife, Audrey, my own.”
I did not say it; I remembered my
mother's words, and hesitated. Pres
ently I told him what was in my heart,
and how I could never marry him
without the consent *of my parents,
and I doubted its being given. It was
not for me, Audrey Lovel, to aspire to
be mistress of Lorton’s Cray. Lord
Latimer laughed, and said it was all
nonsense.
“Your father will consent,” he said.
4 ‘I will go to him to-day and bring you
his permission in an hour.”
But my father refused flatly and un
compromisingly, and would give no
reason; and I went home broken
hearted after I had seen my lover ride
away, with a dark look of determinar
tion on his face, to ask for an explan
ation. I knew what my dear mother's
fear had been; that I should give my
heart away and have nothing in re
turn, that Lionel Fleming was only
amusing himself by a flirtation with
me;Jshe did not know, dear mother,
what a loyal heart she was misjudging.
I heard my father’s reason and it near
ly broke my heart. Never a rich
man, he had been struggling for years
with the difficulty of making both ends
meet, and the boys had grown daily
more expensive. He had seen a way,
as he thought, by a safe speculation,
to almost double his income by risk
ing his small remaining capital; he
had risked and lost. He had nothing
now but his stipend, never enough to
keep us in comfort; and mother was
going to take in two boarders to spoil
the dear home circle, and the boys
were to be sent out into the world as
they grew old enough to fight the bat
tle of life for themselves.
± uuucimuuu nits reiusai now, ana 1
could feel with my father in his sor
rowful pride. We were a proud
race, we Lovels, and it would be said
that the vicar had angled for the new
Lord Latimer, and caught him for his
daughter.
Lionel pressed me very hard for the
reason of the refusal; but I would not
tell him—how could IP—that I was
too poor to come to him even proper
ly appointed as to outfit, if by any
chance I should be allowed to marry
him.
“I shall be back at the New Year,
my darling,” he said; taking me in
his arms, as if he had never met with
any rebuff, “and you will tell me tnen
what it all means, and we will get
out of the difficulty somehow. ”
I would not see him at the New
Year J made up my mind io that. No
use for these heartaches, when no
good could come of them; so I begged
of Lady Latimer to let me go home for
the holiday-time—it would bo tha last
time we should be together, for the
new state of things was to begin with
the coming year, and home would be
home no longer with the strangers in
it and the big boys away.
She had some female friends coming
to her for the holidays—good women
with missions and notions, and I did
not feel at home with thorn somehow.
She was taking to that sort of thing,
though she was not half strong-minded'
enough for it; and I had very little in
common with the people it brought
mo in contact with. There always
seemed so much of self and so little of
Christian charity in their proceedings
that I had no sympathy with them;
they could do very well without me.
And so it came about that I was at
home, very sad and heavy-hearted;
but we wore to have a wonderful New
Year, after all. It was a winter of
surprises. On Christmas morning
there came the news, through my
father’s lawyers, that the risky specu
lation had not been a risk after all,
but a tremendous success. A check
for a large sum was inclosed, and a
request that at his leisure the Rever
end Archibald Level would go to
town and confer with them about the
remainder.
■My father accepted it unsuspecting
ly. I had my doubts as to where the
meney came from, but I could not
utter them. I expected I should Bee
Lionel before long, and I did. I mot
him in the lane leading to the vicar
age, and he bent down from his sad
dle, and said something about the sil
ver lining turning up. I could not
betray him. The revulsion of feeling
after so much relief would have brok
en my father’s heart.
So I was very happy when the last
day of the old year dawned bright and
clear, as it had dawned on that day
that seemed in the far past now,
though it was only three years ago.
The day could never be otherwise than
a sad one for me, I thought; it will
never be a sad one any more now.
My father had been to London and
learned that, instead of being a ruined
man, as he believed, he was richer
than he had been before; and I had
won him over to say that perhaps, in
the future, if things went well with
him, he would withdraw the decisive
“No” that had been his answer to
Lord Latimer. I knew what that
meant; we only had to ask now, and
the permission would be given. Lionel
was coming to the vicarage in the
evening, and then—ah then! I could
hardly persuaed myself that it was all
real, and that I should not wake from
a blissful dream, and find the two
boarders invading our happy home,
and the dear boys gone.
It was growing dark and I was sit
ting up in the old nursery, so full of
childish memories of mischief and fun,
when Millie, a tall slip of a girl now,
and a person of importance in her own
eyes, as the daughter of the house and
mother’s right hand, came up with a
mysterious look on her face.
“There’s some one asking for you,
Audrey, dear,” she said.
“For me! Who is it?” I said with a
sudden chill at my heart, for I fancied
something must have happened to
Lionel.
“I don’t know,” she said. “It is
you he wants; I told him father and
mother would not be long before they
came in, but he does not want them.”
“Where is he?”
“In the hall.”
Millie evidently did not think much
of my mysterious visitor. I hastened
down, and there, under the lamp,
stood a tall, white-haired man, rather
shabbily dressed, who turned sharply
as he heard my footsteps, and spoke
in a voice filled with tears, it seemed
to me.
“Miss Love!,” he said, “I have come
to you for news before I go any further
—I have come straight from the ship.
How is she? Where is she? I know
that he is dead or I should not be here.
For heaven's sake, tell me that she is
alive and well—and free, or I shall go
mad!”
Who was speaking to me? What
familiar voice was sounding in my ears?
Why did the face of this stranger
with the snowy hair take the shape of
that dead man's features, and his
eyes look at me with the eyes of the
man whose anger I braved on that
bitter winter’s night? I stared at him,
feeling as if I were turning into stone.
“Colonel North!” I gasped out, “is
it you, or am I going mad?”
He answered something; I saw his
lips move, but the floor of the hall
seemed to be rising up to meet
me, and the walls and the dancing
firelight to be joining in a wild whirl.
I heard a voice say something about
having frightened me, and then the
tall figure vanished in a sort of mist,
and everything was black around me.
It was in Lionel's arms that I came
back to life; my head was on his
shoulder, and my mother was standing
by my side.
“Yes, it is true, dear,” she said,
answering the question my eyes asked.
“The colonel is not dead. He has
come back after almost incredible
hardships and escapes. He did not in
tend to frighten you so.”
He came to my side, a wan shadow
of a man, utterly unlike the glorious
specimen of manhood that I remem
bered so well, and when I was quite
myself again, he asked me if Lady
Latimer would welcome him.
“I should like to know that she for
gives me,” he said, sadly. “If there
can never be anything more between
us, it would be a comfort to know
that.”
“She will only think of me as she
rememoers me,” he said. “I am a
poor, maimed creature, not fit for a
gentle eye like hers to look at.”
“If there were only enough left of
you to hold your soul, she would love
you all the same,” I said.
It was an incautious speech, but it
| was true.
I The story of the colonel’s wonderful
escape and the adventures he went
through aftorward, before he could
get away from his captors, is public
property, and need not be repeated
; here; he had been found alive Under
j circumstances that the natives thought
miraculous, and they took possession
| of him as a sort of dlety, an Invulnor
■ able creature whom nothing could
I kill. It was long before he could get
! away—ho was watched too closely*,
S and when he did. it was
; only to lie ill of fever for many
| months In a hospital at Capo Town.
: When he got well, he came straight
back to Kngland and to the woman he
had loved and wronged, hearing in
South Africa of the death of her hus
band.
I nere is nothing' more to tell; what
i should there be? 1 finish this story on
| the eve of two wedding's. For some
: time past there has been all sorts of
; preparation going on in King’s I<or
i ton, for everything that we two brides
have, provided that the dear old town
can furnish, has been procured there.
The church is decorated with flowers,
and the autumn sun shines clear and
bright, for August has come round
again. The year of Lady Lorton’s
widowhood is over, and to-morrow
will see her the wife of tho only man
who ever had her heart.
And it is my to-morrow, too. I
shall come out of the old church
Lady Latimer. Lionel would take no
more nays, and my father will help
| the bishop, who was onco his school
• follow and chum, to marry me to the
man of my choice. What has the
I future in store for us, I wonder P Noth
| ing but happiness, if I may trust the
j songs of the birds and the sweet
| breath of the flowers that como in to
| me through the windows. I must go
[ home now; I have plenty to do yet;
I but I had come to muke a last ar
! rangement with Lady Latimor— she
j will be my aunt to-morrow, by the
way—a funny idea—and I have' kept
the pony-carriage waiting an uncon
scionable time. Lionel and Colonel
North are to sleep at the hotel to
night, and will see us no more till we
meet them in all our bravery at the
altar. It is time the colonel went. I
can hear his voice singing in the
drawing-room—all his sufferings have
not spoiled that.
' Tho arrow to the quiver.
And the wild bird to the tree;
The stream to moot the river,
And the river to the sets
The waves are wedded to the beach,
And the shadows to the lea
And like to like, and each to each.
And I—to thee.”
And the memory of the last time I
heard him sing that song is all blotted
out In the joy and happiness of the
present, and the future stretches be
fore us, unbroken by a pain, unshad
owed by a cloud. . ■ ,
THE ENP.
. Perils of Politics.
“My friend,” said the candidate fop
sheriff, drawing a one-eyed stranger
close to his means of livelihood, “do
you want to make $5 easy to-night?"
“Yep!”
“All right When I say in my
speech, ‘Is there a man among you
who will deny this statement?’ you
jump to your feet in the rear of the
hall and shout: ‘Yes, sir; I will. You
are a liar, and I can prove it!’ and
read from this clipping. Then I will
I call you down and make you ridicu
lous. but you will g(jt the V. neverthe
less. Is it a go?”
“Nope.”
“Why not?”
“I tried the same thing in Wild Cat
Gulch a year ago, and the candidate
jumped on me so hard that the audl
epce kicked me out of the hall and
rode me out of town on a rail. I
didn’t get the five, either. Try it on
some one else—I’ve been there."—
Boston Herald.
Beit for the Woman.
An old bachelor wa9 rather taken
aback in this wise: Picking up a book,
he exclaimed, upon seeing a wood cut
! of a man kneeling at the feet of a wo
[ man:
! “Before I would condescend to
i kneel to a woman. I would encircle
| my neck with a rope and stretch it.”
And then turning to a young lady he
inquired: “Do you think it would be
the best thing I could do?”
“It would undoubtedly be the best
I for the woman,” was the sarcastic re
ply.
Always a Way.
Tramp—Please, mum, I don’t want
nothin’ but the privilege of slttin'
here and listenin’ to Madame Patti, th1
great prima donna, sing.
Mrs. Youngwife — Goodness me!
She isn’t here.
Tramp—Pawling, mum, but I hear
her now.
Mrs. Youngwife—Why, that’s my
baby crying. But don’t go. Dinner
| will be ready soon. <
How They Go.
Cigar Dealer, disconsolately—I’ve
i lost another steady customer for my
; imported cigars.
Friend—Who?
“Wilkins.”
“Dead?”
“No; gone off on a wedding tour.”
“He’ll come back.”
“Yes, and then he’ll begin smoking
•two-fers.’ ’’
Well Secured.
“Don’t be hard on the boy, James,w
said the young profligate's mother. “I
I know he’s been wild, but he gives
promise now of doing better in the fu
ture.”
“Yes,” groaned the father, “and
I’m paying six per cent on most of
| his promises.—Chicago Record.
Ye Family Filter.
Little Dick—Is this the filtered
Water?
Little Dot—I don't know. Taste it.
“It tastes like old straw.” *
“Yes, that’s filtered.”—Street &
Smith's Good News.
Ingenuity of a Fakir.
Philadelphia Record: Enormous
business has been done lately at French
fairs by a man who professed to sell a
rat powder that was perfectly harm
lesss, and that struck rats dead on the
spot. In order to convince the skepti
cal the man, first of nil, powered a slice
of bread with the stuff, and ate a piece
of it himself. Then he put the remain
der under a glass case, in which a rat
was kept in captivity. The rut went
to eat the bread and instantly fell dead.
At 5 pence a box the powder went off
like not rolls, and the lucky proprietor
of the specific was in a fair way to
make a fortune. But the police, who
in France are very active in protecting
people from fraud, looked into the mat
ter and found that the powder was
nothing but ordinary sugar. They
also discovered that the case was con
nected with a powerful electric bat
tery. and the moment the rat touched
the bread the current was turned on,
and it was thus his death was brought
about The man was arrested at the
fair of Albia, and he was sentenced to
fifteen days’ imprisonment.
The Dinner Bell
Sounds but a mockery to tbe dyspcptlo. He
hours it, ui course, but bin stomuuu uoee not
respunu to the cult. Hu 'soe» turouga tee
uioiiuuu" und bUherH ulterwurdM lor Hie annul
umuum ol Victuals he purtuUoa ol. Huslcuer’s
blomucu Hitters uiiers Ills cuuuuiou into one
ot uuiiuy to uut yiuuuiuiiy, aeurluy,
uiiu ussiiullute inoieuguiy. Mu.unu, rneuniu*
libin, tuiibiipullou uiiu eUluusiicss uro tun
auereu oy im» tvonu-iuuieu iiiuuicme.
Varying Itntes.
Cincinnati Tribune: "How much,”
asked the pale gentleman with the
glasses, "will you charge for binding
these magazines?”
“Ads and all,” said the bookbinder,
"it will cost you 85.25. Without ads,
$3.50. Without either ads or Napoleon
articles, 85 cents. A great many are
having them that way.”
HALL'S CATAKUH Cl! HE is a liquid ana is
taken Internally, and acts directly on the blood
and mucoua surfaces of the system, Write for
testimonials, free. Manufactured by
F. J. CHKNBY A CO., Toledo, O.
Bariev Is mentioned on some of the ear
liest of Egyptian monuments.
Parker’s Glaser Tonic Is popular
for ltn goed work {Suffering, tired, bleepiets, nerv
ous women find nothing so soothing and reviving.
Over (50,OUt),000 are spent in maintaining
the churches of the United States and 1400,
000,00(1 In running tbe jails.
Whist a sense of relief H Is to know
that you have no more coins, lllnoerco ns removes
them, and very comforting It fa. 16c at dru,gists.
In civilized countries the average age at
at which women marry is 2!% years.
Flso’s Cure is the medicine to break up
children's CoughB and Colds.—Mrs. M. U.
Bust, Sprague, Wash., March 8, ’94.
What tomorrow is to te human wisdom
never learns._
Coe’s Vw|h Balaam
la the oldest and beat. It will break up a Cold quick
er than abyttUus else. It la always reliable. Try lb
Our Duty to tircece.
In common with all civilized people
we owe an incalculable debt to old
Greece. To the living Greek we can
make some return in a generous nation
al sympathy. We can lend a hand in
his distress. We can buy silks, finer
than Penelope ever spun. We can
order his marbles, for Ilrosinos and
Broutos have revived the traditions of
classical sculpture and Parian and Pen
telic breathe again. We can travel in
Greece and get a larger yield of felicity
on a given outlay than in any other
country in the world. And we can go
in for the Olympic games next year,
snre of a royal welcome and laural
crowns. We can give, too, an unstint
ed support of our school at Athena
Then we might send a minister to
Greece without requiring him to strad
dle the Balkans and represent us at
rival, if not hostile, courts. He must
be a shrewd diplomat who shall grace
fully carry Panhellenism on one shoul
der and Panslavism on the other. But
wo should first take oil our tax on
Greek currants—the one ewe lamb of
Greek revenue. Then we shall have a
better right to chide the Turk for bis
blood-tithe of tribute children.—April
Review of reviews.
It the Baby la Catting Teeth.
Be cure and um that old and well-tried remedy, Has.
Wixslow’s Soothing Syrup for Children Teething*
Rice was cultivated in India many years
before the historical period.
Billiard Table, second-hand. For tale
cheap. Apply to or address, H. C. Ant,
511 8. 12th St.. Omaha. Nob.
A Valuable Collection.
An extraordinary collection of book*,
the library of Mr. Gennadius, late
Greek minister to England, is about to ’
be brought under the hammer in Lon
don. It consists of the first and rarest
editions of the Greek Classics in unnsu
ally good copies, AHllnes, Juntas, Step- 4
hanuses. Of Homer there are 130 copies,
of Anecreon 40, of Longus 00, of Theo
critus no, and so on. Among the books
are Hacine's Plutarch, Ilenri Kstienne's
Aldyne Thucydides, Melancthan's edlto
princeps of Demosthenes, all with man
uscript notes of their possessors. Be
sides these there are 1.14 lots of Byron
iana, including the original manuscript
of “English Kurds and Scotch Review
ers.”
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A Glorious Time.
New York Herald: Mrs. McGlue—
Did yen have any fun at tho picnio,
Mike?
Mr. McGlue—Pun, is it? Well,
phwln 1 tell ye that lvery member of
the Kranch that isn't in the station
Iiouro is in tho hospital, ye can see for
yourself hhwat kind of a time we had.
World’s Columbian Exposition
Will be of value to tho world by illus
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Syrup of Figs is far in advance of all
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Greenwich records, it is stated, ahow
that for fourteen years there hss been
an average of about twenty hours' sun
shine lu London in December. This
scarcely agrees with King William's
statement that England haa a climate
in which one can be abroad with pleas
ure most days of the year and moat I.
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Last year the sheep in this country grew
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kthe blood, make It
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some, build up the
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