Poisonous tfbti l l.”u.tcsuioiam»,» vaporous pol l ,LU» mm* ouu lever, duious re 1 usue, issue tsau, auiuitM i nauoiu ivrms o> fever, noa tr^u «uew prevents and uurea b u.a ij.aoubueba, vonsupsuon, ■ ‘ a uuu muuoy trouoie, rneu u uuu impaired viusuvy are ^ mo »reas lesvorauvo. | Women Who May Poker. s all the rage just now »mon% ,T,.r element of society women Uiington, but of course it is play L.r the rose, and only those in the L, permitted to sit at the green bikI da’ly with the seductive The ladies play like men—that put their money up _ before : down, and cash in their chips end of the game, according to ados and regulations provided. Hi as '.teen a good deal of comment tossip recently about the stiff 1 played by some of these women, g is predicted that if the practice ■ up a scandal of huge proportions V the result.—New York World. jobacco Spit or Smoke Your Life Awa Im.ihlul. startling title of a book about me harmless, guaranteed tobacco km' that braces up iiicotin'zed nerves, r , s the nicotine poison, makes weak , strength. vigor. and manhood. You i physical or linanciul risk, os No To Bac | ! v Drupctsts overvvvbera. under a guar tuYure or money refunded Hook free. I,.cling Remedy Co, New York or Chicago. Li,. l ocomotives Superior to Steam. phnor's for May: Comparing the ■ with the steam locomotive as Innisins pure and simple, there is lc difference between them as re simplicity. On the one hand we an aggregation consisting of boil pumps. cylinders, valves, piston lonnecting rods, with reciproeat Jmtions, while on the other hand lie, trie locomotive has but a single big part, the armature, having a [, motion. It follows that the f,ir repairs of a simple mechanism (tht- electric locomotive would be low thatof the steam locomotive, of of which we need only cite the Intent of Mr. Alexander Siemens, ■dent of the English institution of •ie engineers, that the electric lo Jitives operating in the London Un Jround railroad ran 00,000 miles ■out costing a cent for repairs. Inuin'i Camphor Ice with Glycerine. riyinal and only genuine. Cures Chapped Hands uCuld Sores, au. c. G. Clark Co*N.Haven.Ct [time of war France puts 370 out of ■ 1,000 of her population in the field; Emny, 310; Russia, 210. SILVER QUESTION. feu Want to Understand the Science of Money? 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Prom his manner I plainly saw there was danger In the air, and my hand sought my Winchester. “What is it?” I repeated, as we stood m the shadow of the bluff, with the moonlight glinting silvery white on the bosom of the rippling stream near at hand. "Wait and you’ll see, I reckon,” an swered Harkins. "Ef I don’t mistake, ther derned critters are coming this yar way.” True, the sounds were growing more snd more distinct with each passing moment. “A dog?” I said Interrogatively. “Dogs,” replied the old prospector— “the Dogs of Death.” “I hear but one.” “T’other runs silent, an’ he’s ther worst brute of ther two. Hark! Hear that?” “Horses?” “Yes." The ring of iron-shod hoofs could now be heard. Several horses were coming down the opposite bank of the creek at a mad gallop. We had not long to wait. Seven horses appeared, bearing on their backs as many dark riders. The animals were being lashed and spurred to their high est speed. As they went by in the moonlight I saw the faces of two or three of the riders. They flung hasty glances over cursed them, an' told them they’d all die afore six months. The story coes that she fit so hard the skunks wiped her out. Anyhow, northin' wua ever found of her ner ther boy. Ther hut wua burned flat that night.” "And the men she cursed?'* “The Dogs of Death run them down Inside of the six months limit.” "They did not stop there?” “No; ther dogs are determined ter wipe out ther hull derned gang, I reck on, an' a service It will be ter ther country. They killed old Mis' Dugan out of pure cussedness, and now they're gtttln their deserts.” We rebuilt our campfire. Dong hours we sat and talked of the Death Doga. The stars had swung around, and the moon was low down before we slept. That night made a strong Impression on me. I was continually thinking of the uncanny Dogs of Death as they bayed wlerdly on the trail of the hunt ed and fear-stricken outlaws. “We found no trace of "yellow” along the Medicine Bow. Our expedition was a failure. But we did not return to Cheyenne till the coming of winter drove us In. I was broke, and Harris was little better. He wondered how we’d get through the winter, and who would grub-stake us In the spring. One night Harkins dropped Into Tom my Gringo’s "Little Monte Carlo.” Harkins had a passion for gambling, and he had sworn never again to touch a card. That night he broke his oath. With something like $25 to start with, he went Into a game of faro. When the game was stopped at B o’clock the next morning he had $4,700 In his pocket. He came In and pulled me out of bed by the heels, got me by the neck, chucked my head Into a bucket of cold water, thumped me till I got mad and waded In to lick the stuffing out of him. Then he took me down and sat on me, while he told me all about It. “We don’t need any galoot ter grub stake us in ther spring, pard!” he cried, "SAVE ME! SAVE ME!" * their shoulders. Never have I beheld abject terror more strongly depicted than it was on the white faces of those men. On they, went, disappearing from view. Then we heard the doleful baying once more. .. It was near at hand. "The Death Dogs are running them hard,” whispered Harkins, and I felt him clutch my arm with a strong grip. Something sent a shuddering chill all over me. I waited expectant, my heart seeming to throb in my throat. They came—two great gray beasts, one running In advance of the other. The foremost had its nose close to the ground, lifting it now and then to send a wild wall shuddering through the night. The leader was the smaller of the two. The other seemed almost as large as an ox, with a great mishapen body, long hind legs, and feet that flap flapped with an unpleasant sound. This creature seemed actually to glow with a dull, white light, which it ap parently emitted from its body. For all of its awkwardness, it fol lowed the smaller beast with great speed. On they went. Soon they disappeared, holding hard to the track of the fleeing horsemen. Not till the sound of the doleful bay ing had quite died out in the distance did I speak. Then I thickly said: "Merciful heaven! What sort of creatures were those, Harkins?" “The Dogs of Death,” replied my com panion, who was scarcely less effected than myself. “Why do you call them that?” , "It is the name given them by Mur dell’s gang.” "Then-" "Them thar hossmen wur Murdell and his men. They’re whut’s left of ther gang, and thar wus more’n twenty of them once. The Death Dogs have bunt ed them down one by one.” • "But the dogs—what kind of creatures are they? They did not seem of flesh and blood.” "No more do they, none whatever. And Murdell’s men will sw'ar they’re Satan's own pups. They-ve tried ter kill ther critters more’n once, but it wuzn't nary bit of good. Lead or steel can’t hurt ther Dogs of Death." “How long have the uncanny beasts been hunting the outlaws?” "Near a year—ever Bence Murdell killed Old Mis’ Dugan and her fool son on Cottonwood Creek. Ther boy, though he wus a fool, fit his best fer his mother, and they filled him with lead—least wise that’s ther story. Then, as he lay covered with blood, stone dead, on ther floor of ther hut, ther old woman knelt and took his head in her arms. They grasped her. Her hands wuz covered with blood, and she left her mark on glx of them—ther mark of blood. She ■. .... triumphantly. “I’ve got ther rocks ter do it." "You’ll run up against the game again, and lose every dollar!” I de clared. He swore he wouldn't play again for six months. And he kept his word. As soon as we could move in the spring, we struck for the Sweet Water region. We had two pack-mules and an extra horse, the latter to be used in case one of the saddle animajs became Injured. We were crossing the Laramie range, when, one night, we fell to talking of the Dogs of Death. We had heard nothing of the creatures all winter, save a few odd reports brought in by stragglers and “drifters.” And we did not know it went with Murdell’s men. Strange though it seemed, while we were talking that night of the uncanny dogs, the baying of the wierd hunters came to our ears. We knew the sound the instant we heard it. "There they are!” cried Harkins, ex citedly. “And they’re coming!” I exclaimed. "Sure as shooting!” Nearer and nearer came the doleful sounds, breaking sharper and sharper with each passing moment. “It's a hot trail!” declared Harkins. '■They’re right onter ther game, and some miserable wretch goes under this night." Straight toward us the dogs seemed coming. I clutched my rifle. Panting, groaning, reeling, a man broke out of the night and came toward us. He saw us and fell at our feet, shrieking: “Save me—save me from ther critters! I'm ther last! Ther rest are all gone! Ther dogs are-•” He ended in a wiid scream, trying to crawl away. Howling fiendishly, a great gray brute came shooting toward the spot. Before a hand could be lifted the ani mal had the fugitive by the throat. It was all over in a moment. I never saw a human being killed quicker in all my life—and I have seen many a life ended by violence. The other dfg came lumbering out of the darkness. One look the creature took at the body of the dead man and then he spoke: "The last of the gang! Ha! ha! Poor old mammy. The moon is dead!” Straight up on his hind legs he rose. The shaggy, white-glowing robe that covered him peeled off with a motion of his hands and arms. A man stood before us! "Great miracles!” I ejaculated. Then we looked at the other creature to see if It would change into a human *•*»*• __„ J No. There was nothing human about that beast. It crouched and growled over the dead- man, It# eye# gleaming red. . _ . "Who are you 7" my companion Anal ly managed to aek. "Me Lute Dugan,” wai the reply. "Poor old mammy! Bruno and me hunt ’em all down. They kill no more. This be the laBt. The moon is In It# grave. The new day will weep. Now I shall laugh! Ha! ha! ha!" Then, before a hand could check hint he dashed away, whistling to his dog. He was gone—the dog was gone—we were alone with the dead man. "That was old Mis’ Dugan’s fool boy," said Harkins, slowly. “They didn’t kill him, after all. He has hunted down Murdell's gang with the aid of his dog." "But—but the strange light on his shaggy coat?” "Phosphorus.” “How could he run so swiftly on all fours?" . . "I heard once that he was stolen by a she b'ar as had lost her cubs, an' ther critter kept him near a year. When they recovered him he wus Jest a wild little b’ar." "Do you believe It?” "I don’t know what ter believe. I’ve seen him run on hands an’ hoofs." We burled the dead man. Then we moved our night camp. More than half the night we talked over the marvel. It seemed absurdly Impossible. Had we not seen It with our eyes, no one could have mado us believe such a story. In the morning the "new day wept," as our strange visitor had predicted. And we never again saw anything of the Dogs of Death. Nor of "Mis’ Dug an’s Fool.” I believe Harkins and myself saw the last man of Murdell’s gang die. Further than that, I know not what to be lieve. I have told the story. Every incident Is given exactly as it occurred. The reader 1b welcome to form his own opinion. REACHED THE POINT AT LAST. Poor Jane Was Mot at Home on Earth and Mover Would He. It takes some persons a long time tc come to the point of a story. They are lacking In that quality which news paper man termB "news sense,” or in other words, they do not appreciate the value of giving prominence to the important factor of their information. It was such a one as this, a Pennsyl vania Dutchman, by the way, who par ticipated In a brief dialogue with a newspaper correspondent one day last summer. The man had been sent on a long Journey to obtain some informa tion and eventually brought up at a house which proved to be vacant.. Pro ceeding to the house of the nearest neighbor, the Dutchman, he asked: Can you tell me where I can find Jane Smith. She’s not at home?" "Neln, Chane's nod ad home.” “Well, where Is she?” "She’s gone the cemetery down.” "Can you tell me where the cemetery is? But never mind—perhaps you know when she'll come back?” “O, £he won’t come back, already any more.” "Why?” “ ’Cause she’s gone to stay. She*# det.” Peanuts and Their Vacs. The "goober” Industry of Norfolk Is unique. Here a little city In Virginia has become the greatest distributing center of peanuts In the world. A peanut is a pretty small item, but an annual crop of something like E,000,000 bushels, worth millions of dollars, makes a pretty big item. The demand for goobers has doubled within the last five years and the supply does not fill the growing demand. Few people know the curious uses to which the goober has been put In trade of late years. No other single plant raised in this country is used In so many different ways. The Chinese say that the cocoa nut palm has as many useful properties as there are days In the year. The goober la not bc universal as that; but it has as many valuable qualities as there are days in the week. The solid part of the nut Is peculiarly nutritive and supplies fruit and food for many a family. The vines make fine fodder, some say as good as clover hay, while hogs fatten on what still another furniture cleanser and been gathered. „ Is or will H». One of those ffammarlan fiends me me the other day and ftmed me whlcl was correct: “Tomorrow is Sunday” oi Tomorrow will be Sunday.” I told him the following story: Years ago the Read ing railroad company Issued an ordei requiring its brakemen, as soon as a train started from any station to call out the name of the next stopping place. For awhile the trainmen, in structed doubtless by some grammarian of the road, would do this by saying, "Next station will be”—Allentown, Reading, etc. An editor took them to task for it, pointing out the absurdity of using the future tense In speaking of that which always Is In the same place. After that the brakemen dropped “will be," and cried: “Next station”—Allen town, Reading, etc.—Philadelphia Call. Wants No Germs in His llarber Shop. A Philadelphia barber, who has be come a convert to the germ theory ol disease, has discharged the bootblack and coat brusher connected with his shop, and refuses to keep a brush on hand for the Individual use of his cus tomers who may want to shine their shoes or dust their coats. He holds that the doctors are right, and that the germs of consumption and other dis eases are so plentiful that they settle on every particle of the human wearing apparel, and he is not going to have any brushing going on about his place that will disturb disease germs and send them hunting for a new place down his throat, where they can do more dam age than on clothing._ ■SMI 1(1 UI iiiirsu* The real balm of Gilead la the drlet Juice of a low shrub which grows In Syria. It Is very valuable and scarce, for the amount of balm yielded by one shrub never exceeds sixty drops a day. According to Josephus the balm or bal sam of Gilead was one of the presents given by the queen of Sheba to King Solomon. The ancient Jewish physicians prescribed It evidently for dyspepsia. Trusting Man. One of the uses of thorns is to protect the plant from animals which feed on herbage. Says La Nature: Nearly all plants that have thorns In their wild state lose them after generations of cul tivation. It Is as if plants brought under the protection of man gradually ley down their arms and trust themselves entirely to his protection. Heat the Judge Could Do. A story is told of a judge who re* cently had the hypnotic plea raised be fore him by a burglar. The prisoner claimed that he did not know that he was “burgling,” that he did it auto matically and unconsciously, under the direction of a hypnotist. The judge said he would give him the full benefit of the law, and also of his hypnotic misfortune. He thereupon sentenced the man to ten years in Btate prison, but told him that he could, if he chose, send for the hypnotist and have him self made unconscious for the term of his imprisonment. “The same power,” said the judge, “which enabled you to commit bur glary, and not know it, ought also to enable you to suffer imprisonment with hard labor and not be aware of it. At any rate, this is tho best I can do for you.”—Albany Times-Union. P. J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, O.. Proprs. ot HbU'h Cutarrh Cure, utter |ioo reward for any case of catarrh that can not be curod by taking Hall’s Catarrh Cure. Send for testimonials, tree. Sold by Druggists, 75o. An Aristocracy of Brains Plus Cash. Scribner’s for May: An aristoracy brains—that is to say, an aristocracy of composed of individuals successful and prominent in their several callings— seems to be the logical sequence of our institutions under present social and industrial conditions. The only aris tocracy which can exist in a democracy is one of honorable success evidenced by wealth or a handsome income, but the character of such an aristocracy will depend on the ambitions and tastes of a nation. The inevitable economic law of supply and demand governs here as elsewhere, and will govern until such time as society may be reconstructed on an entirely new basis. Only the leaders in any vocation can hope to grow rich, but in propor tion as the demands of the nation for what is best increase will the type and characteristics of these leaders im prove. The doing away with inherited orders of nobility and deliberate, pat jented class distj&ptions, gives the en tire field to wealth. A now diping car service between Chica go and BunalovlS the Nickel Plate Roa^ ft as recently been placed at the disposal^ o. the traveling public, which wUI enable patrons of this favorite low rate line to obtain all meals on trains when traveling on through trains between Chicago, New .York and Boston. For reservations of sleeping car space and further information see your local ticket agent or address J. Y. Calahan, General Agent, Chicago. Harper's Bazar: “They say that Miser Mendel is sick.” “What is the trouble?" “ltemorse. He gave a tramp a counterfeit dollar and the fellow passed it at bis store.” Mrs. Belva Lockwood will not be permit ted to practice before the Virginia supreme court. Masculine tyranny seems to cling to the Old Dominion. It the Baby Is Cutting Teeth. hnn and DM that old and well-tried remedy, Mas. WisaLow'a sootuixq Briar for CbUdrea Teethlng The Farkhurst memorial fund amounts to $31,000. The form of the testimonial has not been decided upon, but it is pre sumed tiger hide will figure in it. Bemoval of Ticket OIBce of the New York, Chicago A St. Loots Rail road—(Nickel Plate Road). On May 1st the Chicago city ticket office of the New York, Chicago & St. Louis R. H. (Nickel Plate Roadi will be moved to 111 Adams street, opposite the postoffice. J. Y. Cai.adan, _General Agent. The North British Railway company is bnilding a station at Edinburgh at a coat of Cl ,800,000;_ Nest Time Yoe Co Wees Take,the Burlington Ronte's “Black Hills, Montana and Puget Sound Express.” Leaves Omaha at 4:85 p. m. daily. Fastest and best train to the Blade Hills, northern Wyoming, the Yellowstone Na tional Park, Helena, Butte, Spokane, Seat tle and Tacoma. For rates, time table, etc., apply to the local ticket agent or write J. Francis, Q. P. St T. A., Burlington Route, Omaha, Neb. Marriage In Georgia. i| A new form of marriage ceremony I* practiced by a Georgia justice of thaj peace. He concludes aa follows: “Bjn the authority vested in me aa an ofliaer of the state of Georgia, which is some*' times called the Empire state of the1 south; by the fields of cotton that lay' spread out in snowy whiteness aroundll us; by the growl of the coon dog anil' the gourd vine, whose clinging tendril* will shade the entrace to your humbly dwelling place; by the red and luscious heart of the watermelon, whose sweet* ness fills the heart with joy; by the heavens and earth, in the presence of these witnesses 1 pronounce you mats and wife.’’—Way cross (Ga.) Herald. Make Tour Own Bltterat On receipt of SO cents in U. 8. stamps, I will send to any address one package Ste* ketee's Dry Bitters. One package makes one gallon begt tonic known. Cures atom* nch. kidney diseases, and is a great appe tizer and blood purifier. Just the medicine> needed (or spring and summer. 25c. at your drug store. Address Ubo. O. 8tB ketee, Grand Rapids, Mich. 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