“OLD STATE OF PIKE.'’ i
the home of the stark
BROTHERS’ NURSERIES.
One of the Higee*t Institution* In the
World—It* Trade Extend* to Nearly
Every Civilised Nation on Earth.
'St. Louis Republic, January 7, 1S96:
One ol the largest institutions in Louis
iana is the Stark Bro’e Nurseries and
Orchards company. The trade of the
firm .extends not only throughout the
United States, Canada, Germany,
France, Italy, Hungary and other for
eign countries, but it has a number of
customers both In New Zealand and
Australia.
Eighty years ago there came from
Kentucky to Pike county the late
Judge Stark, then a young man fresh
from Old Hickory’s New Orleans cam
paign. He started the nursery and
planted the first grafted orchard in the
state, having brought the scions on
horseback from Kentucky.
The business has descended from
father to son, and is now conducted by
the third generation, assisted by the
fourth. This firm has more than 1,000
traveling solicitors, and employs more
people in its offices than would be nec
essary to run a large manufacturing
concern. The extensive packing-houses
of the company are adjacent to the city,
connected with the railroad by special
tracks. From these packing-houses
hundreds of carloads of trees are
shipped annually. The nursery grounds
embrace a number of farms convenient
to the city, and even extends to' Rock
port, 111., where there is a plant of
several million trees.
The peculiarity of the concern is the
establishment of large orchards. These
orchards in 24 states aggregate nearly
60,000 acres, and more than 3,500,000
trees on the partnership plan. The firm |
is also interested in as many more
trees on the co-operative arrangement.
The nurseries have been beneficial not
only to their home, but Missouri owes
no little of her prestige as a fruit
growing region to the progress and
work of development of this firm. The
exhibits of this firm, whenever made,
attract great attention, and do much
to advertise the state. The firm pays
large amounts for new varieties of fruit, j
and conducts the largest business of j
the kind' in America, if not in the
world.
Louisiana firms have more traveling
men upon the road for them than travel
out of any other city of the world of
its size. This, of course, is largely due
to the large number of men employed
by the Stark Bros. Nurseries, who fur
nish their men the most complete, up
to-date outfit ever issued. They are
increasing their force of salesmen daily
and room for more.
Imitation Antiquities. j
The genuineness of antiquities is i
hard to vouch for, as has been proved j
by an English woman who recently re- !
turned home from Egypt. She brought
with her a terra cotta figure of a cat
which she saw with her own eyes dug
up out of the ruins of Karnac. She
paid a good price for it, and was de
I lighted with her purchase. Unfor
I tunately, the other day it was knocked
I down and smashed. Its head was
then found to be stuffed with old num
bers of the Birmingham Pest.—London
Times.
Hall’s Catarrh Care
I* a constitutional cure. Price, 75c.
No Improvement.
“Say, it was a great idea to put the
district messenger boys on wheels. I
saw one going like the wind today. ”
“Huh! He probably struck a good
bipycle road and was trying to com
plete a century run before delivering
his message. ”—Truth.
Hegemon’* Camphor lee with Glycerine.
The original and only genuine. Cura Chapped Hand*
and race. Cold Sores, Sc. C. a. Clark Co.jf.Haven.Ct.
The girl of the period is not the kind
who captivates men._
FITS stopped free and r'emvinert’v c-r d. No
Bts arter first day’s t ie of Dr. Kline’* Great Nerve
Kestorer. Free *31rial bottle and 11eat re Marv
elous cure*. Da. Klim,SiSl Arch Et. rni.a-s.phia, Da
(tome distinction goes with the girl who
does not ride a wheel.
An hour with the lawn mower every day
is a desirable exercise.
I believe Piso's Cure is the only medicine
that will cure consumption.—Anna M.
Ross, Williamsport, Pa., Nov. 12, ’95.
As soon as Adam named the animals, h
had a language.
Gladness Comes
With a better understanding of the
transient nature of the many phys
ical ills, which vanish before proper ef
forts—gentle efforts—pleasant efforts—
rightly 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, Syrup of 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. Its beneficial
effects are due to the fact, that it is the
one remedy which promotes internal
cleanliness without debilitating the
organs 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.
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
well-informed everywhere. Syrup of
Figs stands highest and is most lurg*:y
used and gives most general satisfaction.
■wisstys-' i'hwvw*1 i-w * w m
BY CLARA AUGUSTA
INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION.
CHAPTER XVIU.—fCcMTixcao.)
It was August now, and the weather
at Its hottest. Margie spent a large
portion of her time out of doors, with
only Leo for a companion. She sat,
one lovely afternoon, on the banks of
the river, dividing her time between the
charming panorama of sunshine and
shadow before her, and a book of poems
In her lap, when tbere was a step at her
side. She looked up, and saw the face
of Louis Castranl.
“Miss Harrison, you will, I trust, ex
cuse me for seeking you here. But my
wish to oee you was so strong, that, on
my way to the White Mountains, I left
my party and turned aside here, to
gratify the desire. »You khoW-y6u gave
me permission?”
“I did; but I hardly thought you
would take advantage of It.”
"Perhaps I ought not to have done so.
Indeed, I tried hard not to. Are you
very angry?”
"No, I am not angry at all. I am
glad to see you.” She held out her
hand. "So Is Leo, too—only see him
caper.”
The dog was leaping upon Mr. Cas
tranl, with the liveliest demonstrations
of Joy. He patted the silky head.
"It Is something to be welcomed by
a brute. Miss Harrison; their Instincts
are seldom at fault, I believe. Have
you been well. Miss Harrison?”
"Very well, thank you. And you?
But I need not ask. Tour looks answer
for you. When did you leave New
York?” , i
T have been In New York only a fort
night since I last saw you. Business
has kept me elsewhere. I came from
New York three days ago. What a
beautiful spot you have hidden yourself
In!”
"I am pleased to hear you say so.
Isn’t It lovely? But you must tell me
about home. How are all my friends?”
“They are all well. How mellowly the
sunshine falls on the rough crags op
posite, and what a picture for a paint
er to transfer to canvas!”
"Yes, I have wished I were an art
ist, over and over again. But I have
no talent in that direction. My friends
are all weH, you say? What of Miss
Lee? Did you see her?”
. "Yes, she Is well. What are you
reading?” lifting the book from the
ground where It had fallen.
Margie turned suddenly upon him
and regarded him searchlngly.
“Why do you evade answering my
questions, Mr. Castrani? It is nat
ural that I should want to hear some
thing of the home from which I have
been so long away. Is it not? Why do
you refuse to satisfy my reasonable
curiosity on that subject?” | , j f f t
Castranl's handsome face clouded—
He looked at her with tender pity In his
eyea
"Miss Harrison, why will you press
me further? Your friends are all well.”
"I know, but there is something be-;
hind that Tell It to me at once.”
"I cannot—indeed, I cannot. You
must hear it from other lips. I would
rather die than cause you one single
pang of sorrow.”
"You are very kind, Mr. Castrani—
you mean generously—but I want to
know.” Some subtle instinct seemed to
,tell her what she was to hear—for she
added, "Is it of Miss Lee?” ,
* “I told you Miss Lee was well."
"Mr. Castrani, I have given you moro
of my confidence that I have ever be
stowed on any other person, because I
respect you above all men, and because
I have perfect confidence in your honor.
Has this matter, of which you hesitate
to tell me, anything to do with—with
Archer Trevlyn?”
Her voice sank to a whisper, before
the sentence was finished, for she had
never spoken his name since that fear
ful night on which his guilt had been
revealed to her. ; , „J
“I will reply to your question by ask
ing another: and, if It seems imperti
nent, remember that it Is not so in
tended, and that I do not ask it from
any vulgar feeling of curiosity.”
“You can ask nothing impertinent,
Mr. Castrani,” she replied, earnestly.
"Thank you. I do not intend to.
Are you betrothed to Archer Trevlyn?”
She grew very pale, but her eyes met
his fearlessly.
, “I was once, but It is all over now,”
with a dreary sigh, that was like the
breath of the autumn wind through the
dead leaves. I
"Before you left New York—was it
over before that?” ; :
"Yes, before I left New York. It was
why I left there. I cannot tell you how
It was—I can never tell any human
being. But a terrible necessity arose
which forced us apart.”
“Did he—did Arch' Trevlyn desert
you, Miss Harrison?” asked Castrani,
his brow contracting, his dark eyes
glowing with indignation.
"No; it was my hand that severed the
engagement; do not blame him for that.
It was Impossible that It should be ful
filled."
"You, Miss Harrison? You broke the
engagement?” he asked, eagerly.
Perhaps she read something in the
beautiful hope that sprung up in his
heart from the glad light in his eye.
and she crushed It at once.
"Yes, I. But not because I had
ceased to love him. O, no. He was—Is
—and will be always—the one love of
my life-time. I shall never love an
other. Now, I have trusted you. Be
frank and free with me.”
.rW’ell—since you ask it, Mr. Trev
lyn and Mias Lee are to be married In
September:’’- £
“To Mias Lee—married to Miss Lee?
Great Heaven! And she Is aware of
his—What am I saying? What did I
say? 0, Mr. Castranl, excuse me—I
am so—surprised—” She groped blind
ly for something to cling to, fell for
ward.and he | received her senseless
form'in his airms.
He held her silently a moment, hts
face wearing a look of unutterable love
and sadness; then he put her down on
the grass, and brought water in a
large leaf from the stream. He bathed
her forehead, tenderly as a mother
might mur&wflng over her words of
gentleness and‘affection.
“My poor Margie! My poor little dar
ling!”
He pressed the little icy hands In his.
but he did not kiss the Ups he would
have given half his life to have felt
upon his He was too honorable to take
advantage of her helplessness. She re
vived after a while, and met his eyes
as he knelt beside her.
"Are you better?" be asked, gehtly.
“Yes, It Is over now. I am sorry to
have troubled you. I must depend on
you to go to the house with me. Nurse
Day will be glad to welcome you. And
I must ask you not to alarm her by al
luding to my sudden illness. I am quite
well now."
He gave her his arm, and they went
up to the house together, followed by
Leo.
ER XIX.
RCHER TREV
lyn and Alexan
drine Lee were
married in Septem
ber. It was a very
quiet wedding, the
bridegroom prefer
r i n g that there
should be no pa
rade or show on the
occasion. Alexan
d r 1 n e and her
motner both desired that it should
take place in the fashionable church
where they worshiped, but they yielded
to the wishes of Mr. Trevlyn. He de
served some deference, Mrs. Lee ' de
clared, for having behaved so hand
somely. His presents to his bride
were superb. A set of diamonds, that
were a little fortune in themselves, and
a settlement of three thousand a year
—pin money. The brown stone house
was furnished, and there was no more
elegant establishment In the city.
Trevlyn House, the line old residence
of the lala John Trevlyn, was closed.
Only the old butler and his wife re
mained In the' back wing, to air the
rooms occasionally, and keep the moths
out of the upholstery. For some rea
son, unexplained to himself, Archer
never took his wife there. Perhaps the
quiet rooms too forcibly reminded him
of the woman he had loved and lost.
Alexandrine’s ambition was satisfied.
At last she was the wife of a man
whose love and admiration she had
coveted since her first acquaintance
with him. From her heart she believed
him guilty of the murder of Paul Lin
mere; but in spite of it. she had mar
ried him. She loved him intensely
enough to pardon even that heinous
crime.
Her husband’s admiration Alexan
drine possessed, but she soon came to
realise that he had told her the truth,
when he said his heart waB burled too
deep to know resurrection. He was
kind to her—very gentle, and kind,
and generous—for it was not in Ar
cher Trevlyn’s nature to be unkind to
anything—and he felt that he owed her
all respect and attention, in return for
her love. Her every wish was grat
' ified. Horses, carriages, servants, dress,
waited her command, but not what she
craved for more than all—his love.
He never kissed her, never took her
hands in his, or held her to him when
he said good-by, as he frequently did,
for several days’ absence on matters
of business. He never called ber Al
exandrine—it was always Mrs. Trev
lyn; and through the long winter eve
nings, when they were not at some ball
or party, and sat by . their splendid
fireside, he never put his head in her
lap and let her soft fingers caress his
hair, aB she had seen other husbands
do.
In September Louis Castranl again
appeared in New York society. His
appearance revived the old story of his
devotion to Margaret Harrison, and
people began to wonder why she had
staid away from home so long.
As soon as he heard of Castrani’s ar
rival Archer Trevlyn sought him out.
He thought he had a right to know if
his suspicions touching Margie were
correct.
Castrani received him coldly but
courteously. Trevlyn was not to be re
pelled. but went to the point at once.
“Mr. Castranl,” he said, “I believe
I have to deal with a man of honor,
and I trust that you will do me the fa
vor of answering the questions 1 may
ask, frankly.”
“I shall be happy to answer any in
quiries which Mr. Trevlyn may pro
pound, provided they are not imper
tinent,” replied Castrani haughtily.
Trevlyn hesitated. He dreaded to
have his suspicions confirmed, and he
feared that if this man spoke the truth
such would be the case.
“I am listening, Mr. Trevlyn,” said
Castranl..
“H tense me. It wM to Wake you
understand my position. I must beg
you to Indulge me In a little retrospec
tion. You are doubtless aware that at
one time I was engaged to Miss Mar
garet Harrison?"
"Such was the rumor, sir.” '.
“It was correct I loved her deeply,
fondly, with my whole soul—Just as I
love her still—in spite of It all."
“Mr. Trevlyn,” said Castranl, with
cold reproof In his voice, “you have a
wife."
i am aware or it, Dut tne tact does
not change my feelings. I have tried
to kill all regard for Margaret Harri
son, but It is Impossible. I can control
it, but I cannot make It die. My wife
knows it all—I told her freely—and
knowing it, she was willing to bear my
name. For some reason, unknown to
me, unexplained by Margaret, sh? cast
me off. I had seen her only the day
before the fatal note reached me—had
held her in my arms and felt her kiss
upon my lips.” He stopped, controlling
his emotion, and went on resolutely.
"The next day I received a letter from
her, a brief, cold, almost scornful let
ter. She renounced me utterly—she
would never meet me again but as a
ctranger. She need make no explana
tion, she said. My own conscience
would tell me why she could no longer
be anything to me. As if I had commit
ted some crime. I should have sought
her, from one end of the earth to the
other, and won from her an explana
tion of her rejection, had it not been
for the force of circumstances, which
revealed to me that she left for the
North, in the early express—with your
or equivalent to that. She entered the
train at the same time, and you were
both in the same car. This fact, cou
pled with your well-known devotion to
her. and her renunciation of me, satis
fied me that she had fled from me, to
the arms of—another lover."
“Villain!” cried Castrani, starting
from his chair, his face scarlet with in
dignation. “If it were not a disgrace to
hse violence upon a guest, I would
thrash you soundly! You loved Mar
garet Harrison, and yet believed that
damnable falsehood of her! Out upon
such love! She is, and was, as pure as
the angels! Yes, you say truly. I was
devoted to her. I would have given my
life, yea, my soul's salvation, for her
love! But she never cared for me. I
never enticed her to do evil—I would
not, if I could, and I could not, if I
would! Who repeated this vile slan
der? Show him to me, and by heaven,
his blood shall wipe out the stain!”
All Trevlyn’s pride and passion left
him. His face lost its rigid tenseness,
his eyes grew moist. He forgave Cas
trani's Insults, he told him Margaret
was pure. He put out his hands and
grasped those of his companion.
“O, sir,” he said, *1 thank you—I
thank you! You have made me as
happy as it is now possible for me to
become. It Is like going back to heaven
after a long absence, to know that she
was pure--that I was not deceived in
her. O, Margie! Margie! my wronged
Margie! God forgive me for Indulging
such a thought of you.”
Cas'.rani’s hard face softened a little,
as he witnessed the utter abandon
ment of the proud man before him.
“You may well ask God to forgive
you,” he said. “You deserve the
depths of perdition for harboring in
your heart a thought against the pur
ity of that woman. Archer Trevlyn,
had she loved me as she did you, I
would have cut off my right hand be
fore I would have entertained a sus
picion of sin in her! It is true she
went North on the same train as I did,
but I did not know it until the jour
ney was ended. Previous to that time
I had not seen her for more than a
fortnight, and I did not know she waB
near me, until in Boston my attention
was attracted by a crowd of ‘roughs’
gathered around a lady and a grey
hound. The lady had lost her port
monnale, and the crowd made some
insulting remarks which I took the
liberty of resenting, and when I saw
the lady’s face, to my amasement I
recognised Margaret Harrison!”
(TO BB CONTIXUBD.)
The “Weeht am Rhein.**
Of the martial songs more particu
larly connected with the various peri
ods of storm and stress In Germany,
one of the most celebrated is that of
the “Rhine,” composed by Becker and
answered by Alfred de Musset in other
well known verses. The “Wacht am
Rhein,” by Max Schneckenburger, was
composed about the same period as the
Rhine song, but attained its widest
. popularity during the war of 1870. Un
like Becker’s song, it cannot boast of
having been set to music by seventy
composers.
The patriotic song of “Deutschland,
Deutschland uber Alles,” was the work
of the popular writer, poet, philologist
and historian, August Hoffmann, who
was born at Fallersleben In the year
1798. For a time we find him acting as
librarian and later as a professor at
the university of Breslau, but the lib
eral tendency of some of his writings
caused him, in 1838, to be deprived of
his professional chair. For many
years he was librarian to the duke of
Ratlbor and died in this sheltered post
in 1874. The German national anthem,
“Hell Dir im Slegerkrans,” was writ
ten originally for the birthday of
Christian VII., king of Denmark, by a
Holstein clergyman. The words were
written to the air of “God Save the
King” in 1790, and a few years later
were modified for Prussian use.—Cham
bers’ Journal.
Rich and Poor. -
None but the dissolute among the
poor look upon the rich as their nat
ural enemies, and desire to pillage
their houses and divide their property.
None but the dissolute among the rich
speak In approbrious terms of the vices
and fallings of the poor.—Rev. W. T.
Veale.
The taiellntn of Wealth*
Ferry—I doubt if riches bring happi
ness. Some of our rich men seem to
be the most lonely people on earth.
Hargreaves—And I don’t doubt that
they are. I know I would be awfully
lonesome if it weren’t for the company
I find in the bill collectors that call on
me.—Cincinnati Knquirer.
Valuable Franchise Secured.
The franchise of easy dlgestlon-one of
the most valuablo In the gift of medical
science—enn be secured by uny person wise
enough to use Hostetler's Stomach Uittcrs,
either to suppress growing dyspepsia, or to
uproot It at maturity. Itlllous, rheumatic
and fever and ague sufferers. persons
1 troubled with nervousness, and the consti
pated. should also secure the health fran
chise by the same means.
No man of refinement is ever interested
in unwomanly women.
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It the Baby la Cutting Tenth.
Reran and us that old and well-tried remedy, Itch
WixsLOw’i Sooraixo Sraur for Children Teething.
An excellent thing to remeraier is that
every story has two sides.
Naked Pills
are fit only, (or naked say
age*. Clothas are the marks
of civilization—in pills as well
as people. A good coat does
not make a good pill, any more
than good clothes make a good ,
man. But as sure as you'd
look on a clothesless man atW
mad one, yon may lock on a'''
coatless pill, as a bid one.
After fifty years of lest no
pills stand higher than
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Cathartic Pills
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