'■ Hants of Sleep. ;
A healthy infant sleeps most of the
urns during the first few weeks, and is
j the early years people are disposed to
F let children sleep as they will. But
from six or seven years old, when
school begins, this sensible policy
comes to an end, and sleep is put off
persistently through all the years up
to manhood and womanhood. At the
ape of ten or eleven the child is allow
ed to sleep only eight or nine hours,,
when its parents should insist upon its
i having what it absolutely needs,
which is ten or eleven, at least. Up to
twenty a youth needs nine hours'
sleep, and an adult should have eight
Insufficient sleep is one of the crying
evils of the day. The want of proper
rest and normal conditions of the ner
vous system, and especially of the
brain, produces a lamentable condi
tion, deterioration in both S>ody and
exhaustion, excitability, and intellect
ual disorders are gradually taking the
place of the love of work, general well
being and the spirit of initiative.—
New York State Medical Journal.
flairs Catarrh Care
Is a constitutional cure. Price, 75c.
Strawberry Souffle.
Put half a pint of the pulp of fresh
t§ strawberries passed through a sieve in
| an enameled saucepan with an ounce
and a half of butter, seven ounces of
sugar, half a gill of cream, and a little
more than a gill of milk mixed with an
ounce of flour and half an ounce of
arrowroot. Stir ti.ll the flour is cooked;
beat in the yolks of three eggs and let
them thicken. When the mixture is
W-- cool stir in the whites of five eggs pre
viously beaten to a stiff froth, a tea
spoonful of lemon juice, a teaspoonful
of maraschino, and six ounces of straw
berries cut into dice. Color with car
mine and bake in a quick oven for half |
an hour. When done dredge with 1
castor sugar. Serve quickly with a
good sauce.—St James Gazette.
v iso 8 Cure lor Consumption has saved
me large doctor l ills.—C. L. Baker, 4-.’lis
Regent Sq., Philadelphia, Pa., Dec. 8, 181)5.
When one is low enough to insult you, be
too high for him to read.
It is of more profit to have a contented
spirit than a fat * fin)' account.
It the Uaby Is Cutting Teetn.
fissure and use that old and well-tried remedy, Xu
Winslow's Soonuxo Symjf for Children Teething.
“Marriage is a lottery,” when it is a cor
ner lot-ery.__
’ii« b is nor fin. J j>p art but an eloquence
in Mipnre.—Cirer°. ^ -
I VS Slopped free nndrerrn/i n«*r t’v <*npf iV,
Bjs after Brst dayViS^of J)r. kUne'RiireM Jfci V©"’
Kestorep. Vree f2’.ral bottle and t teat Ml Wary*
elous cures* l)n.Kuss,931 archSt^ yit a eipha.Pa |
Those who iavor revolutions onlv dig a
.tomb for themselves,
fine Thousand Farmers Wanted
Tt> settle ott one thousand choice farms
on the line of the Chicago, Milwaukee
& St I'hul Railway in Dakota.
These lands are located in twenty
different counties, and are to be had
now at prices ranging'from $7 to SI 5
per acre; a few months hence their
value will be doubled.
For a home or for investment no
luckier chance in the West .has ever
before been offered. Now is the time
to invest. No better farming land ex
ists any wliejre. No greater results can
be obtained anywhere.
Schools and churches abound every
where. Nearby markets for all farm
products. South and North Dakota
are the banner diversified farming and
stock-raising states of the West
Everything grows in Dakota except ig
norance and intemperance. A new
boom is on. Take advantage of the
tide which leads to Dakota and to for
tune.
For further information address or
call upon W. B. Powell, General im
migration Agent, 410 Old Colony Build
ing, Chicago, Ills.
Give your neighbors rope enough and
they will eventually attempt to hang you.
FOR THE NATIONAL CONVENTION
PEOPLES PARTY
AT ST. LOUIS JULY 2'„'ND.
The Wabash, the shortest and quickest
route has teen selected as the. line from
Neuraska lor de elates and their lrlends to
travel. All trains are equipped wit!# Re
clining Chair Cars, Free, and Puliman
Sleet mg cars. Connecting Line- wi 1 sell
tickets over the Wabash at Half-Fake.
Parties desiring through cars or Seeping
car accommodation can arrange same by
tailing at the Wabash ticket office. No.
1415 Earnam St., (Paxton Hotel Block), or
write G. N. Clayton,
i N.. W. P. A.., Omaha, Nefcr.
Statistics show that the Eren h live
'longer .than the Germans.
i
Gladness Comes
itha better understanding' of the
" ' transient nature of the many phys
' ieal ills, which vanish before proper ef
forts—gentle efforts—pleasant efforts—
rigirtly directed. There is comfort in
the knowledge, that so many forms of
sickness are not due to any actual dis
ease, but simply to a constipated condi
tion of the system, which the pleasant
family laxative, Syrupof Figs, prompt
. ly removes. That is why it is the only
remedy with millions of families, and is
everywhere esteemed so highly by all
who value good health, it* beneficial
effects are due to the fact, that it is the
one remedy which promotes internal
cleanliness without debilitating the
organa on which it acts. It is therefore
all important, in order to get its bene
ficial effects, to note when you pur
chase, that you have the genuine arti
cle. which is manufactured by the Cali
fornia Fig Syrup Co. only and sold by
. all reputable druggists.
I If in the enjoyment of good health,
\ and the system is regular, laxatives or
other remedies are then not needed. If
afflicted with any actual disease, one
may be commended to the most skillful
physicians, but if in need of a laxative,
one should have the best, and with the
wel'-informed everywhere. Syrup of
Figs stands highest and is most largely
—d ■ art giveapxmt general satisfaction.
INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION.,
CHAPTER XVT.—(Coxtinckd. )
"She gives me up! Margie renounces
me! Strangers we must be henceforth!
What does it all mean? Am I Indeed
awake, or is it only a painful dream?"
He read the few lines of the missive
a third time. Something of the old
dominant spirit of Archer Trevlyn came
back to him. 4 > t $ \ • , j
"There is some mlsunderstan 'Tig.
Margie has been told some dire false
hood!” he exclaimed, starting up. “I
will know everything. She shall ex
plain fully.”
He seized his hat and hurried to her
residence. The family were at break
fast, the servant said,! who opened the
door. He asked to see Miss Harrison.
"Miss Harrison left this morning, sir,
in the early express,” said the man, eye
ing Trevlyn with curious Interest.
“Went in the early train! Can you
tell me where she has gone?”
“I cannot. Perhaps her aunt, Miss
Farnsworth, or Miss Lee can do so.”
"Very well;” he made a desperate ef
fort to seem calm, for the servant’s ob
servant eye warned him that he was
not acting himself. “Will you please
ask Miss Lee to favor me with a few
minutes of her time?”
Miss Lee‘came into the parlor where
Archer waited, a little afterward.
Archer, himself, was not more changed
than she. Her countenance was pale,
even to ghastliness, with the exception
of a bright red spot on either cheek,
and her eyes shone with such an un
natural light, that even Archer, ab
sorbed as he was in his own troubles,
noticed it. She welcomed him quietly,
in a somewhat constrained voice, and
relapsed into silence. Archer plunged
at once upon what he came to ascer
tain. ...-t>
"The jervant tells me that Miss Har
rison left New York this" morning.—i
am jrery anxious to communicate with
her. Can you tell me whither shq tins
gone?” , | h
"X cannot. She left before any of the
family were up, and though she left
notes for both her aunt and her busi
ness agent, Mr. Farley, she did not in
either of them mention her destina
tion.”
And did she not speak to you about
Jt?”
"She did not. I spent a part of last
evening with her, just before you came,
but she said nothing to me of her in
tention. She was not quite well, and
desired me to ask you to excuse her
from going to the opera.”
“And did you not see her this morn
ing?”
"No. I have not seen her since I left
her room to come down to you last
night. When I returned from iny inter
view with you, I tapped at her door—
in fact, I tapped at it several times dur
ing the evening, for I feared she might
be worse—but I got no reply, and sup
posed she had retired. No one saw her
this morning, except Florine, her maid,
and Peter, the coachman, who drove
her to the depot.”
“And she went entirely alone?"
“She did from the house. Peter took
her in the carriage.”
1 “From the house! But after that?”
he asked, eagerly.
“Mr. Trevlyn,” she said, coldly, “ex
cuse me.”
“I must know!” he cried; passionately
grasping her arm; “tell me, did she set
out upon this mysterious journey
alone?”
“I must decline to answer you.”
“But 1 will not accept any denial?
Miss Lee, you know what Margie was to
me. There has arisen a fearful mis
understanding between us. I must
have it explained. Why will you trifle
with me? You must tell me what you
know.”
"I do not wish to arouse suspicion,
Mr. Trevlyn, which may have no founda
tion to rest on. Only for your peace of
mind do I withhold any information I I
may possess on the subject.”
“It is a cruel kindness. Tell me
everything at once, I beg of your’
“Then, if it distresses yon, do not
blame me; Peter saw Mr. Louis Cas
trani at the depot, and Is confident he
went in the same train, in the same car
with Miss Harrison.”
“Castrani! Great Heaven!” he stag
gered into a chair. “Is it possible?
Margie, my Margie, that I thought so
good and pure and truthful, false to me!
It cannot, cannot be! I will not believe
It!”
"I do not ask you to,” said Alexan
drine, proudly. "I insinuated nothing.
I only replied to your question.”
“Pardon me, Miss Lee. I am not
quite myself this morning. 1 will go
now. I thank you for what you have
told me, and 'trust it will all be ex
plained.”
“I trust so,” answered Mies Lee, turn
ing to leave the room.
“‘Stay a moment! Te what depot did
Peter drive her?"
“The Northern, I think he said.”
"Again I thank you, and good morn
ing.”
He hurried away, got into the first
eoach he came across, and was driven
to the Northern depot.
He was somewhat acquainted with
the ticket agent, and assuming aa non
chalant an air as was possible in his
present disturbed state, he strolled into
the office. After a little indifferent
conversation, he said.
“By the way, Harris, do you know
Mr. Castrani, the young Cuban, who
has turr*d tfe heads of so many of our
fair .belle,, f Some one was telling me
he left town this morning;” :<i;
"Castrani! Yes. I think so. He did
leave for the north this morning In the
early express. I marked his baggage
for him. > He had been hurried so in
his preparations, he said, that he had
no time for it.”
"Indeed? It’s a bore to be hurried.
Where was he checked to?”
“Well, really, the name of the place
has escaped me. Some little town In
New Hampshire or Maine, I think. We
do so much of this business that my
memory Is treacherous about such
things.” ;
“Were you speaking of Castrani?"
asked Tom Clifford, a friend of
Archer’s, removing his cigar from his
moutik Deuced fine fellow! Wish I
had» 'Some of his spare shillings.
Though he’s generous as a prince.
Met him this morning just as he was
coming down the steps of the Astor.
Had to get up early to see after that
confounded store of mine. Walker’s
too lazy to open it mornings.”
“You met Mr. Castrani?” said Archer,
referring to the point.
“Yes. He told me he was going away.
Woman somewhere mixed up Iff the
case. Said he expected to find one
somewhere—well, hanged if I can tell
where. There’s always a woman at
the bottom of everything.”
“He did not mention who this one
was?”
“Not he. But I must be going. It’s
nearly lunch time. Good morning."
Trevlyn stopped a few moments with
Mr. Harris, and then went back to his
rooms. He was satisfied. Hard as it
was for him to believe it, he had no
other alternative. Margie was false,
and she had gone away from him under
the protection of Castrani. He could
have forgiven her anything but that.
If she had ceased to love him, and had
transferred her affections, he could still
^er a" bappinessr If s1jq
had oniy been free and frank'with him.
But to profess love for him all the
while she was planning to elope with
another man, was too much! His heart
hardened toward her.
If there had been. In reality, as he
had at first had supposed, any misun
derstanding between him and her, and
she had gone alone, he would have fol
lowed her to the ends of the earth, and
have had everything mode clear. But
as it was now, he would not pursue her
an inch. Let her go! False and per
fidious! Why should her flight ever
trouble him?
But though he tried to believe her
worthy of all scorn and contempt, his
heart was still very tender of her. He
kissed the sweet face of the picture he
had worn so long in his bosom, before
he locked It away from his sight, and
•dropped some tears that were no dis
honor to his manhood, over the half
dozen elegant little trifles she had given
him, before he committed them to the
flames.
There was a nine days’ wonder over
Miss Harrison’s sudden exodus. But
her aunt was a discreet woman, and it
was generally understood that Margie
had taken advantage of the pause in
the fashionable season to visit some
distant relatives, and If any one coupled
her flight and the departure of Castrani
together, It was not made the subject of
remark. Alexandrine kept what she
knew to herself, and of course Archer
Trevlyn did not proclaim his own de
sertion.
For a week, nearly, he managed to
keep about, and at the end of that-time
he called at Mrs. Lee’s. He wanted to
question Alexandrine a little further.
The idea possessed him that in some
way she might be cognizant of Margie's
destination. And though he had given
the girl up, he longed desperately to
know if she were happy. He had felt
strangely giddy all day, and the heat of
Mrs. Lee’s parlors operated unfavorably
npon him. He was sitting on a sofa
conversing with that lady and her
daughter, when suddenly he put his
hand to his forehead, and sank back,
pale and speechless.
In the wildest alarm, they called a
physician, who put him to bed, and en
joined the severest quiet. Mr. Trev
lyn, he said, had received a severe
shock to his nervous system, and there
was imminent danger of congestive
fever of the brain.
His fears were verified. Archer did
not rally, and on the second day he was
delirious. Then the womanly nature
of Alexandrine Lee came out and
asserted itself.f She banished, all at
tendants from the sick room? and took
sole charge herself of the sufferer. Not
even her mother would she allow to take
her place. When tempted by intense
weariness to resign her post she would
take that stained glove from her bosom,
and the sight of it would banish all
thought of admitting a stranger.
“No,“ she said to herself, "‘people in
delirium speak of their most cherished
secrets, and he shall not criminate him
self. If he did that terrible deed, only
I of all the world can bring a shadow of
suspicion against him, and the secret
shall never be revealed to any other.”
So she sat the long days and longer
nights away by the side of this man she
loved so hopelessly, bathing his fevered
brow, holding his parched hand, and
lingering fondly over the flushed, un
conscious face.
He sank lower and lower day by day
—so very low that the physician said he
could do no more. He must leave the
case. There was nothing for It but to
wait with patience the workings of na
ture. ,
At last the day came when the rav
ings of delirium subsided, atfd’%t deadly
stupor Intervened. It was the crisis of
the disease. The sundown would de
cide, Dr. Gray son said; he would be
better, or death would ensue.
Alexandrine heard hie opinion In
stony silence. She sat by the bed’s head
now, calm and silent; her powere of
self-control were Infinite. Her mother
came In to watch for the change, as did
several of Archer’s friends, heretofore
excluded. She was not afraid for them
to come; there was no danger of Mr.
Trevlyn criminating himself now. He
had not spoken or moved for twelve
hours.
The time passed slowly. The sun
crept down the west. The ticking of
the watch on the stand was all that
broko the silence of the room. The last
sun ray departed—the west flamed with
gold and crimson, and the amber light
flushed with the hue of health the white
face on the pillow. Alexandrine
thought she saw a change other than
that the sunlight brought, and bent
over him.
• His eyes unclosed—he looked away
from her to the vase of early spring
flowers on the center-table. His llpa
moved. She caught the whispered
word with a fierce pang at her heart:
. "Margie”
The physician stepped forward, and
sought the fluttering pulse. His face
told his decision before his lips did.
"The crisis is passed. He will live.”
Tes, he would live. The suspense
was oyer. Alexandrine's labors were
shared now. and Archer did not know
how devotedly he had been tended—
how he owed his very existence to her.
He mended slowly, but by the middle
of May he was able to get out. Of
course he was very grateful to the Lees,
and their house was almost the only
one he visited. Alexandrine was fit
ful and moody. Sometimes she re
ceived him with the greatest warmth,
and then she would be cold and dis
tant. She puzzled Archer strangely.
He wanted to be friends with her. Ho
felt that he owed her an immense debt
of gratitude, and he desired to treat her
as he would a dear sister.
Perhaps it was because time hung so
heavily on his hands, that Trevlyn
went so frequently to Mrs. Lee’s. Cer
tainly he did not go to visit Alexan
drine. We all know how the habit of
visiting certain places grow, upon us,
without any particular cause, until we
feel the necessity of going through with
the regular routine every day.. He
waB to blame for following up this ac
quaintance so closely, but he did it
without any wrong Intention. Ho
never thought it possible that any one
should dream of his being in love with
Alexandrine.
But the world talked. They said it
was a very pretty romance; Mr. Trev
lyn had been deserted by hlB lady love,
had fallen 111 on account of It, had been
nursed by one whom of course he would
marry. Indeed, they thought' him in
duty bound to do so. In what other
way could he manifest his gratitude?
Vague whispers of this reached Trev
lyn’s ear, but he gave them at first little
heed. He should never marry, he said;
it was sinful to wed without love. But
as he,saw Alexandrine’s pale face and
Strangely distraught manner day by
day, he came to feel as if he had In some
way wronged her, though how he did
not exactly understand.
One day he entered the sitting-room
of Mre. Lee with the freedom of a priv
ileged visitor, without rapping, and
found Alexandrine in tears. He would
have retreated, but she had already
seen him, and he felt that It would be
better to remain. He spoke to her
kindly.
“I trust nothing has occurred to dis
tress you?” She looked up at him al
most defiantly.
“Leave me!” she said, Impetuously;
"you, of all others, have no right to
question me!”
“Pardon me!” he exclaimed, alarmed
by her strange emotion, "and why not
I question you?”
"Because you have caused me misery
enough already—■”
(TO ■■ CONTINUED.*
POSTOFFICE 8ECHECY.
Agalnat tha Rolca for Latter-Carrier. to
Give Addreaaam*
It is not generally known that UncU
Sam looks upon the address or where
abouts of one of his citizens as an in
violable secret. Such, however, is the
case, says the New York World.
A New Yorker who had been out of
the city for some time found upon his
return, a few days ago, that one of his
intimate friends had changed his resi
dence without leaving his exact new ad
dress. All he could gather was that
his friend now lived in a flat on the
north side of a certain street.
When he arrived at the block in ques
tion he found to his dismay that every
bouse in it was a flat house. He would
have to go from door to door until he
found his friend’s name over one of
the door-bells.
He had not proceeded far when he
met a letter-carrier making his usual
delivery. Here, he thought, was the
man who could save him a lot of time
and trouble.
"Yes, sir,” replied the postman, in
response to his query. “I know, the
party very well. But I am sorry to
say I cannot give you his number. It is
against the rules.”
The same secrecy is observed at the
post office. The postal address of any
body will not be given by the federal
authorities even to a state officer. This
rule is in accordance with the general
principle that a man’s dealing^ with
the government are of a confidential na
ture.
Antiquity of Mosaic Floors.
Mosaic floors, laid with Bmall pieces
of different colored stones in regular
patterns, were known to the Egyptians
2300 B. C. In Babylon floors of this
kind dated from 1100 B. C. They were
common in the Athenian and Roman1
souses. 1
Better Than 10 to i,
A person went to the postoffice the
other day and asked what a money
order for #3.50 would cost. The deputy
said three cents. He said he would
take one. Writing it out and giving it
to him, he handed over the three cents,
j "You owe me #3.50. please,” said the
j other. "Why, you said it was three
cents” An explanation Bet in. He
! grave up the order, but will always
j wonder why the man changed his
! mind. That happened in Roanoke,
and dates and names can be given, as
several were standing by.—Armstrong
(Ma) Herald.
If Remote from Medical Help.
Doubly essential Is It that you should be
provided with -some reliable family medi
cine. Ilosietter’s Stomach Hitlers Is the
best of Its class, remedying throughout us It
does such common ailments ns Indigestion,
constipation and biliousness, and uttoruing
safe and speedy help In nmlarhil cases,
rlieumutlsm and Inactivity of the kidneys.
The self-conceited man hastens' to bis
enemy to be eaten.—Wakatnnki. . ,
Did you ever see anything as ..queer
ns a robin trying to feed its own reflec
tion on a window glass? That sight
has been going on at my house in Dor
chester for a day or twa The poor
deceived bird gets a worm in its ■ bill
and then runs up to a basement win
dow, where it has seen its reflection,
and there taps, taps, taps, at the glass
trying to feed its shadaw. 1 had heard
strnngo noises in the basement, and
had begun to think the house was
haunted, as at first I could not ascer
tain the cause of the sharp sounds,
like tapping on metal, but finally dis
covered tho robin at its puzzling at
tempts to feed a ghost—Boston Trans
cript.
^1*—1■*»»
Thoacht Tb*t Ought to Settle TIum.
Old Negro Woman (pouring coal oil
j among a nest of cockroaches)—1 jla*
! reckon I’s goln to fix you dis time. ]'ae
tried lime, insect poddah and hot wat
tah, an hain't done no good; but now
you'd jis’ as well gib up, fer you can’t
buck de Stan'ard Oil company. —Truth, •
Hoimu’i t'ampnor r«o with Glnurlsa,
* ''“UP"* Bands and Face, Tnmler nr Sore FMai
Chilblains, Hie*. Ac. C.U. Clark On., New Ilayvn.oS
! The world is full of people with both!
bauds extended to welcome any tempta-l
i t ion that is ont of a job.
1’uderewski, sweet os is his music, cannot’
soothe himself with it.
or End It,”
has been the rallying cry of
reform, directed against abuses
municipal or social.
For the man who lets him*
self be abused by a cough the
cry should be modified to:
Meud it, or it’ll end you. You
can mend any cough with
Ayer’s
Cherry Pectoral.
HOMES
Fron Uncle Sin,
U
IN
Nearly 2,000,000 Acres of Government Lands;’
Now Open to Settlement——^ 1 !
NORTHERN ARKANSAS.
They are> fertile, well -wateredlt«»*tdly.tif„bm>d, •ml produce mins siimi fruits and
hnuhMtrlfsubJci^to^wnevtead*an t r r* of Tbe ' l‘,H,*ph,r«,‘ «‘niers mild and slwrt*. ThosS *
formationaddress “ 1 “ * 1* f 1W *cre* **vh' Kww 18 TIM TO OUT A HOIK. For further!*-'
R
Mw.toi. uiww E. V. M. POWELL, Immigration Agent, Harrison, Art. .
Hr Refers to Bank of llarrlsop and Boone County Bank. Harrison, Ark. >. %■
91
STOP I You have run up against a Good Thing.
The best reason in the world why
some things sell so well is because they
are good. That is one reason for the
great sales of “ BATTLE AX,"
But good quality is only half the story.
The other half is the size of a 5 cent piece.
It is as big almost as a 10 cent piece of
other and poorer kinds.
Facts are facts. You can buy and see for
yourself. Five cents isn’t much to invest,
19 Years' Experience
Just think of the wealth of wisdom and experience, :./■
accumulated during 19 years of building good 1
bicycles, that comes to you for the $100 you pay for
STANDARD OF THE WORLD.
The buyer of a Columbia has no uncertainty. He knows. Its
quality and workmanship are right—the
methods make them so.
$| QQ TO ALL ALIKE!
Beautiful Ait Catalogue of Columbia and Hartford Bicyclea ia fra* if you <-»n upon any
Columbia agent; by mail from ua for two 3-ccnt atajapa.
POPE MFG. CO., Hartford, Conn.
Branch Stores and Agencies in almost every city and town. If Columbia* are not
properly represented in your vicinity, let us know.
