,;,e noticeable Inventions
'ns M is'-i^sippi inventors
1 t ui'i'li wo find a car
jenr.v pattern granted
\l: I->•>"•> °f 'TJvDea
H-h granted to h a.
}\„-rUw'. Kansas; a steam
. 'i . i^u-d to C. H. Hille
rs Iowa: a letter box
‘ V ‘| I lower of Trinidad,
g JuipK'tire tightener issued
phones allowed to K L.
Ivtland. Oregon: a metallio
to J. H. Coleman of
while Or. Wm. I* Ross
'wi ra-ha. receives a patent
etnbodving a smoke con
:itliri. which is adapted to bo
uulv residences.
M ill',- curious inventions is a
’ ievelo frame which can be
. r,'.„,(l fol.led op; a letter box
"t,l( 'that The mail is automatic
from the box to the mail
lirvele alarm actuated by
,f‘the front wheel; a car
r adapted to be hinged below
n,l be out of Sight when not
i, ,, v. ie attachment comprising
j. . irarne having1 one wheel
;0 be attac hed to an ordinary
i make a tandem; an engine
[ring motive power by means
at of the sun; while a Chicago
received a patent comprising
ss winch is strapped about a
i anon which he rests in lying
v nf any of the above patents
mailed upon receipt of 10 ets by
lu.siv t o.. I'nited States Patent
rs Pee building, Omaha, Ne
( urliisltim of the Law.
kicking gent—“What’s the
mv good man?”
stranger—“Pm going to have
main arrested. She inveigled a
„,t of me on false pretenses.”
vou arrest a woman for that?”
, sireel’’
I mv! Law is a curious thing.
, regular fury of a woman in
ns into marrying her by false
pretended she was an angel
the law not only won’t let me
her. but makes me support her.”
ler s Weekly.
Ir I noth aeks are numerous on the
nf I'nris.
Hall’s Catarrh Cure
;n internally. Price, 75c.
m u Ku,gland Conservatory of Music,
on .Mass., has furnished instruction
r t'Ki.iKH) pupils since 1853, and its
ntv a* an institution of the highest
n* e is constantly increasing. Its
i!iim is not confined to music alone,
atorr and Modern Languages have
e-tui’iped departments and the best
t tors money < an procure. Special
ion n so is given to instruction in
ortu tuning. The charges are low
omr ared with those of other musical
s. Prosj ectus mailed lree on appli
II A. McCoy, 711 South 27th St.,
a. writes: “I am an old lady,
0M 1 have teen troubled for the
ueutv years with constipation and
and s’eepless nights, but since
!,lr Kav’s Renovator can sleep like
<i and am not troubled in the least
in* al ore-named diseases. Dr. Kay s
■utor is worth its weight in gold.’’ It
I I'v druggists, 25 cts. and $1, or sent
lai ly Dr. D. J. Kav Medical Co.,
la. N\h. 8end stamp for large sample
Onk.ft.
Eva loy has turned out lad, because
ther Lore down too hard on the grind
Free Home*.
ether opportunity for immigrants
t'liv homes free. Nearly U,000.000
‘‘fst-elass government lands in
■‘‘ru Arkansas now open for set
*nt. for full information write
■ V. M. Powell, Immigration
r' Harrison, Arkansas, enclosing
mts in silver. See display adver
tent in another part of this paper.
‘,|'!'s aR'.rm that spirits harden the
" me voice.
■___
,,M* TlinuKiind Farmer* Wanted
Pit'u on one thousand choice farms
i'** ne of the Cliicayo, Milwaukee
lanl Railway in Dakota.
‘‘‘st la,l(,,R art* located in twenty
‘•'nt counties, and are to be had
pncesranjrinir from 5*7 to $15
Tu-i'm ft*'V monl^s l^nce their
p uni be doubled.
■•nine
^ riiancc
run
or for investment no
Tl. il(, -- in ike West has ever
. ’ '**“ "«->•«!• Now is the time
u-vui lu;lter farming land-ex
'!Tl4‘ Plater results can
1 *»>ed anywhere.
°'s ami churches abound every
u Wbv markets f.,1- all farm
t'.e iiam°Ulr an‘i -Sorth Dakota
■'fraisin/r ‘ 1VerSlfled iarminP and
. fclatr* of *he West.
tlm's m Dakota except ijr
is ;'aU “'temperance. A new
W|„,h., ,lake-advantage of the
adds to Dakota and to for
I ’.lrnTw'' pnfHrma‘}°n address or
rr»t:on A,,’ General Im
tWo^ U0 °ld Colony Dnild
' e,f(iul).e
the
hit*.
;"id oats is
t sows must do the
mV, NAL CONVENTION
WKr?,LEK ‘'ARTY
11,. v;*1' LoriB JULY 3.ND.
;,te taa I *en Vi*#. S1*1'jr,eRt and quickest
Hril>U lorde» °|'ltd aR the line from
Wt- A'i train tes aml their Iriends to
*»* Lliair ,‘V‘re ..equipped with Re
*'ae<ar„ «nd Pullman
over the " . Liue" *«“
r!:ts “V'irinr,,, 'ah?fh at Hai.f-Fabe. .
ai,’wtitnodatim lf!h <ar* or Sleeping
, ."t «t the \\ < an ?rran8® same by
r:;F*r'>amst 11 tu*et office, No.
n:t ,'Paxton Hotel Bleckh or
V tV u O- N. Cl-ATTOS,
V _U. A., Omaha, NeLr.
York
't*ad f ---
0r“O“ *• buffalo July 8th
The Xati *“* «»*>•
'll hol'd Vocational Aesocia
u’Jffalo a . ■ oe-tt annual meeting
!«* ^ l '?, -'[jchigan Central,
i at*o! one f ,- l*°ute,” has made
round trip
^D<lshitnnfor'..\ ", m<?mb«*rship fee.
““"■la, valuni r °,es f°r Teacher*,’*
! to and Vnformati°n rela
s‘;v,rr'Ka“:
BY CLARA AUGUSTA
INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION.
CHAPTER XIV.—(CoNTiurnD.)
"You will not die, I bore it, and still
live; and it is so much harder for me.
because I have to bear it all alone. You
have your religion to help you, Margie.
Surely that will bear you up! I have
heard all you pious people prate enough j
of its service In time of trouble to re
member that consolation.”
“Don’t, Alexandrine. It is sinful to
scorn God’s holy religion. Yes. you are
right; it will help me. God himself
will help me. if I ask him. He knows
how much I stand in need of it."
”1 am glad you are so likely to be sup
ported,” returned the girl, half earn
estly, half-contemptuously. “Are you
satisfied in regard to Mr. Archer Trev
lyn?”
“I will not credit it!" cried Margie.
p?*sionate1y. “He did not do that
deed! He conld not! So good, and
noble, and pitiful of all suffering hu
manity! And beside, what motive could
he have?”
“The motive was all-powerful. Has
not Mr. Trevlyn. by his own eonfesslon,
loved you from his youth up?"
“Yes.”
“And Paul Llnmere was about to be
come your husband. Could there be a
more potent reason for Archer Trevlyn
to desire Mr. Llnmere’s death? He
was an obstacle which could be re
moved in no other way than by death,be
cause you had promised your father to
marry him. and you could not falsify
your word. All men are weak and lia
ble to sin; is Trevlyn any exception?
Margie, I have told you frankly what I
know. You can credit it or not. I
leave It with you: decide it as you think
best. It Is eight o’clock. I will go
now, for it is time for your lover to
come for you.”
“0, I cannot meet him—not to-night!
I must have time to think—time to col
lect my thoughts! My head whirls so.
and everything Is so dark! Stay. Al
exandrine, and excuse me to him. Say
I have a headache—anything to quiet
him. I cannot see him now! I should
go mad! Let me have a night to think
of it!”
Alexandrine put her hand on the soft
hair of the bowed head.
“My poor Margie! it is hard for you.
Hark! there is the bell. He has come.
Will you not go down?”
“No, no, no! Do what you Judge best,
and leave me to myself and my God.”
Alexandrine went out. and Margie,
locking the door after her. flung her
self down on the carpet and buried her
face in the pillows of the sofa.
Miss Lee swept down the staircase,
her dark, bright face resplendent, her
bearing haughty as that of an empress.
Arch was in the parlor. He looked up
eagerly as the door opened, but his
countenance fell when he saw that It
was only Miss Lee. She greeted him
cordially.
“Good evening, Mr. Trevlyn. I am
deputized to receive you. and my good
intentions must be accepted in place of
more fervent demonstrations.”
“I am happy to see you. Miss Lee.
Where is Margie?”
“She is in her room, somewhat indis
posed. She begged me to ask you to
excuse her, as she is unable to come
down, and of course cannot have the
pleasure of going with you to the opera.”
“Sick? Margie sick!” he exclaimed,
anxiously. “What can be the matter?
She was well enough three hours ago.”
"O, do not be uneasy. It is nothing
serious. A headache, I think. She
will be well after a night’s rest. Can
not I prevail on you to sit down?”
"I think not, to-night, thank you. I
will call to-morrow. Give Margie my
best love, and tell her bow sorry I am
that she is ill.”
Alexandrine promised, and Mr. Trev
lyn bowed himself out. She put her
hand to her forehead, which seemed al
most bursting with the strange weight
there.
"Guilty or not guilty,” she muttered,
“what does it matter to me? 1 love
him, and that is enough!”
CHAPTER XV.
HE long night
passed away, as all
nights, however
long and dark they
may be, will pass
away.
Margie had not
slept. She bad
paced her chamber
^ i until long after mid
night, utterly dis
regarding Alexan
drine, who bad knocked repeatedly at
her door, and at last, overcome by
weariness, she had sunk down tn a
chair by the open window, and sat
there, gazing blankly out into the night,
with its purple heavens, and its glory
ot sparkling stars.
Nothing could have tempted Margie to
nave credited such a story ot her lover,
had it not been for the overwhelming
evidence of her own senses. Ever since
the night of Paul Lin mere’s assassina
tion, she had at times been torturei
with agonizing doubts. From the first
she bad been morally Bure whose lips
had touched her hand that night In the
graveyard; she knew that no other pres
ence than that of Archer Trevlyn had
the power to Influence her as she had
been influenced. She knew that he had
been there, though she bad not seen
him; and ;or what purpose had he been
there? It was a question she had asked
berselt a thousand times!
There could be no doubt any longer,
fthe was forced to that conclusion at
I last; her heart sinking like lead In her
bosom as she came to acknowledge It.
In a moment of terrible temptation.
Arch Trevlyn had stained his hand with
blood! And for her sake!
There was a violent warfare In her
heart. Her love for Archer Trevlyn
bad not sprang up In a day; Its growth
had been slow, and It had taken deep
root. Oh, how hard It was to give up
the blissful dream! She thought of hie
early life—how It had been full of
temptation—how his noble nature had
been warped and perverted by the evil
Influences that had surrounded him,
and for a while the temptation was
stroug upon her soul to forgive him
everything—to Ignore all the past, an 1
take him Into her life as though the
fearful story she had Just listened to
had been untold. Marry a murderer!
"Oh, God!” she cried In horror, as the
whole extent of the truth burst upon
her: "Oh. my God, pity and aid me!”
She sank down on her knees, and
though her lips uttered no sound, h?r
heart prayed as only hearts can prav
when wrung with mortal suffering.
Archer Trevlyn must be given up; from
that there could be no appeal. Hence
forth he must be to her as though he
bad never been. She must put him en
tirely out of her life—out of her
thoughts—out of her sleeping and wak
ing dreams.
But she could give him no explana
tion of her change of mind. She had
passed her word—nay, she had sworn
never to reveal aught that Miss ijce
bad told her, and a promise was bind
ing. But he would not need any ex
planation. His own guilty conscience
would tell him why he was renounced.
She took oft the rose-colored dress In
which she had arrayed herself to meet
him, and folded it away In a drawer
of her wradrobe, together with every
other adornment that she had worn
that night. They would always be her
painful reminders of that terrible sea
son of anguish and despair. When all
were In, she shut them away from her
sight, turned the key upon them, and
flung It far out of the window.
Then she opened her writing desk,
and took out all the little notes he hail
written to her, read them all over, and
holding them one by one to the blaze
of the lamp, watched them with a sort
of stony calmness until they shrivelled
and fell In ashes, black as her hopes,
to the floor. Then his gifts; a few sim
ple things. Those she did not look at;
she put them hastily in a box, seale 1
them up, and wrote his address on the
cover.
The last task was the hardest. Sho
must write him a note, telling him that
all was over between them. The gray
light pi a clouded morning found her
making the effort. But for a long time
her pen refused to move; her hand
seemed powerless. She felt weak and
helpless as a very infant. But It was
done at last, and she read It over, won
dering that she was alive to read it:
“Mr. Archer Trevlyn, Sir: Yesterday
afternoon, when I last saw you, 1 did
not think that before twenty-four hours
bad elapsed 1 should be under the
necessity of inditing to you this letter.
Henceforth, you and I must be as
strangers. Not all the wealth and In
fluence of the universe could tempt me
to become your wife, now that my eyes
are opened. I renounce you utterly
and entirely, and no word or argument
of yours can change me. Therefore, do
not attempt to fcee me, for with my own j
consent I will never look upon youi {
face again, i deem no explanation j
necessary; your own conscience will tell J
you why 1 have been forced to make :
this decision. 1 return to you with this 1
note everything that can serve to re
mind me of you. and ask you to do mo
the favor to burn all that you may
have in your possession which once
was mine. Farewell, now and forever.
“MARGARET HARRISON.”
There remained still something more '
to be done. Margie knew that Arcber J
Trevlyn would seek her out. and de
mand an explanation from her own
lips, and this must never be. She could
not see him now; she was not certain
that she could ever see him again. She I
dared not risk the Influence his per
sonal presence might have upon ser.
She must leave New York. But where
should she go? She had scarcely asked
the question before thought answered
her.
Far away In the northern part of New
Hampshire, resided old Nellie Day, the
woman who had nursed her, and whom
she had not seen for twelve years.
Nellie was a very quiet, discreet person,
and had been very warmly attached to
the Harrison family. She bad married
late in life a worthy farmer, and giving
up her situation in New York, bad gone
with him to she little out-of-the-way
village of Lightfield. Margie had kept
up a sort of desultory correspondence
with her. and in every letter that the
old lady wrote she had urged Margie
to visit her In her country borne, ft
had never been convenient to do so. but
now this place was suggested to her at
once, and to Lightfield she decided to
go.
She consulted her watch. It was S
o’clock: the train for the north, the first
express, left at half past six. There
would be time. She would leave all
her business affairs in the hands of Mr.
Farley, her legal adviser and general
manager; and as to the house, the
maiden aunt who resided with her
could keep up the establishment until '
her return, if she ever did return. !
She packed a few of her plainest [
dresses and some other Indispensable!,
In a trunk, arrayed herself In a dark
traveling suit, and rang for Florins.
The girl looked at her In silent amass
ment Margie steadied her roles, and
spoke carelessly enough.
"Florlne. I have been obliged to leave
home very suddenly. My preparations
are all complete. I thought I would
not wake you as I had so little to do.
Tell Peter to havo the carriage at the
door at six precisely, and bring up Leo’s
breakfast, and a cup of hot coffee tor
me.”
At six o’clock—having written a nets
to Mr Farley, and one to her aunt, giv
ing no explanations, but merely saying
she had been called away—she put on
her bonnet, entered the carriage and
was driven to the depot. And before
nine-tenths of New York had thought
of leaving their beds, she was being
whirled rapidly northward, her only
companion Leo. who, watchful and
alert, lav curled up on the seat beside
her.
turned to tils hotel, more oppressed
than when he went out.
Did ever time move fo slowly before?
Would the morning never pass? He
wrote some urgent letters, read the
damp morning paper, without the
slightest notion of contents, and went
down to his breakfast, to come away
again leaving it untasted. Eight
o'clock. The earliest possible hour at
which It would be proper to call on Miss
Harrison was eleven. Three mortal
hours first! How could he ever endure
it? She might be very Ml. She might
even be dying! Archer, with the fool
ish Inconsistency of love, magnified
every evil until he was nearly beside
himself with dread, lest she might bs
worse than MIrs Lee had represented.
Nine o’clock struck; he was walking
the Boor in a state of nervous excite
ment which would have forced him ere
long to have broken all rules of eti
quette and taken his way to Harrison
House, had not fate saved him the
necessity.
A waiter entered, and brought In a
letter and a package. He snatched
them both, and saw they were di
rected in Margie's handwriting. For
a moment his heart stood still with a
deadly fear. Great drops of perspira
tion covered his forehead, and he
dropped letter and package to the floor.
Why was she writing to him when she
must expect to see him In a few hours?
And that package! What did It con
tain?
He picked It up, and tore oft the wrap
pings. The betrothal ring rolled out
and tell with a hollow sound on the
floor. The ring be had put upon her
Anger—the ring he bad seen her kiss
more than once! He looked over the
contents of the box hurriedly; every
little thing he had ever given her was
there, even to a bunch of faded violets!
But the letter? He had almost for
gotten it. In pondering over the dread
slgnlflcance of the return of his pres
ents. He took it up and broke the seal
with slow deliberation. It would not
tell him any news, but it might contain
an explanation. His face grew pale as
ashes as he read, and be put his hand
to his heart, as though he had received
a blow there. Twice he read It through,
and at the last reading he seemed to
•eallze Its dread portent.
(TO BS CONTINOSD.)
A SOCIAL RECREATION.
Entirely New Method by • Few Frlende
Tired of Dancing.
Women who are in straits (or unique
methods of entertaining might do worse
than to listen here, says the Philadel
phia Press. The scene is laid in Phila
delphia and the action In all Its detail
transpired in the heart of this city, so
proverbially far-famed for the slow
ness of its social gait and limitations of
its pleasure-going capacities. There
was a certain club of "blase” bachelors
whose average age was probably about
18. Those worn-out veterans, who al
ready know all there Is to know, deter
mined to give a dinner, which should
be distinctly unique, so for weeks the
prime movers thereof cast about them
for the happy thought which would In
sure the success of their “feed.” At
last they found it. Then they bid some
choice and favored brother 'spirits to
the feast, demanding of them only one
thing—i. e.. that each guest should
bring with him something be had
stolen. The night arrived and with it
the company, and then the scheme upon
which the novelty of the entertainment
depended waR put into execution. As
each man (?) took his place he was
asked to produce his transferred contri
bution. Immediately forth from every
pocket came a spoon. It is safe to say
that all the prominent eating-houses of
the city were represented in that col
lection of souvenirs, the favorites being
in the lead, of course. One ice-cream
soda stand was all unwittingly poorer
by six of these donated spoons. And
the youths for the time being forgot
their ennui and were "boys again.”
Let friendship creep gently to m
height: if it rush to it it may soon run
out of breath.
They Might Bn* to Yawn.
“It la assorted now,” l>e said,
thoughtfully, "that a Chinaman never
yawns. If that is so—”
He paused and for a moment seemed
burled in thought.
“If that is so," he repeated, turning
to his companion, "1 feel thut 1 tnny
ussert with perfect safety that no
Chinaman ever met you when you
were in a story-telling mood.”
Then he chuckled softly to himself
and felt avenged for the hour thut he
had put In listening to tales of preco
cious infants.—Chicago Post.
Kome Wasn't. Ilutlt In a l>»y
Neither arc the obstinate maladies, to the
removal of which the great eorruetlve, Hos
tel ter's Stomach Hitters, Is adapted curable
In an hour. To persist In the use of this
standard remedy Is no imiru than just. Hit
lousneas, eonstlputton, malaria, rheuma
tism. kidney complaints ami nervousness
are among the complaints which It erudl
culcs.
An honest man tan never he a friend to
a thief.
Smouldering fires
of o’d disease
Ayer’s
Sarsaparilla.
lurk in tlie blood of many n
uiun, who fancies himself in
good health. I.et a slight
sickness sci/.e him, and the
old enemy breaks out anew.
The fault is the taking of
medicines that suppress, in
stead of curing disease. You
can eradicate disease and
purify your blood, if you use
the standurd remedy of the
world,
[ Tobacco Dealers say, that
) “BATTLE AX” is a “scorcher”
^ because it sells so fast* Tobacco
k Chewers say, it is a “scorcher” be
^ cause 5 cents' worth goes so far* Itfs
*> as good as can be made regardless of
* cost* The 5 cent piece is almost as
) large as the other fellows' \ 0 cent piece.
FREE HOMES rmmtsara’ '
Nearly 2,000,000 Acres of Government Lands
Now Open to c-*41-1* t '
IN NORTHERN ARKANSAS.
They are fertile, well-watered, heavily-timbered. md produce jrralnn. g ium, finite and **ffefaM*4‘ In
■ bundat ce. Noitlt Arkansas apple* urc noted. The climate Is delightful. winter* mlid au i short. Tlieee
art subject to homestead entry of ICO acn.n each. *OW lit THk TI«K TO UkT A IIOMK. For further Its*
loiinatkit) a (id ices
iv ».b i. stiver. E. V. M. POWELL, Immigration (.gent, Harrison, Ark.
tJT hefers to Bank of Harrison end Boone County Bank, lluiiison. Ark.
We have made
a study of tires
—pounded them year in
and year out by thousands
on our wheel-testing ma
chine, tested them for
elasticity, for speed, for
durability—had reports
from riders and agents
everywhere. The wonder
TESTING TIRES AND WHEELS.
fully elastic and durable tires used on Columbia Bicy
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Hartford Single-Tubes
are the regular equipment of all Columbia and Hartford
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7X.nwkef* Hartford Single-Tubes also make Dunlop tires
(double-tube), which we will substitute for Single-Tubes if preferred.
Art Catalogue tells.
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By mail for two 2-ccnt stamps.
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