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T?e quit, that's all; Hob. I Just
couldn't stand reform any lor,-;er, and
so I've come back here to you."
The man drew a deep breath. "Didn't
70a like Mn. Herndon?"
"Oh. she's all right enough, so far as
that goes. T ain't that; only I Just
didn't like some things she said and
aid."
"Kid." and Hampton straightened
up. his voice growing stern. "I've got
to know the straight of this. You say
you like Mrs. Herndon well enough,
but not some other things. What were
th-v?"
The girl hesitated, drawing back a
little from him until the light from the
saloon fell directly across her face.
"Well." she declared, slowly, "you see
ft had to be either her - or or you.
Bob. and I'd rather it would be you."
"You mean she said you would have
to cut me out entirely If you stayed
there with her?"
She nodded, her eyes filled with en
treaty. "Yes, that was about it. I
wasn't ever to have anything more to
do with you, not even to speak to you
if we met and after you'd saved my
life, too."
"Never mind about that little affair.
Kid." and Hampton rested his hand
gently on her shoulder. "That was all
in the day's work, and hardly counts
tor much anyhow. Was that all she
said?"
"She called you a low-down gambler,
a gun-fighter, a a miserable barroom
thug, a a murderer. She she said
that if I ever dared to speak to you
again. Bob Hampton, that I could leave
her house. I just couldn't stand for
that, so I came away."
Hampton never stirred, his teeth
set deep into his cigar, his hands
clinched about the railing. "The fool!"
be muttered half aloud, then caught
his breath quickly. "Now see here,
Kid," and he turned her about so that
he might look down into her eyes,
"I'm mighty glad you like me well
enough to put up a kick, but if all this
"Kid, What Does This Mean and
What Are You Doing Here Alone?"
Is true about me, why shouldn't she
say it? Do you believe that sort of a
fellow would prove a very good kind
to lock after a young lady?"
"I ain't a young lady!"
"No; well, you're going to be if I
have my way, and I don't believe the
sort of a gent described would be very
apt to help you much in getting there."
"You ain't all that."
"Well, perhaps not. Like an ama
teur artist, madam may have laid the
colors on a little thick. But I am no
winged angel. Kid, nor exactly a model
for you to copy after. I reckon you
better stick to the woman and cut me."
She did not answer, yet he read an
unchanged purpose in her eyes, and
his own decision strengthened. Some
instinct led him to do the right thing;
he drew forth the locket from beneath
the folds of her dress," nolding It open
to the light. He noticed now a name
engraven on the gold case, and bent
lower to decipher the delicate letter
ing. "Was her name Naida?" he ques
tioned, sharply. "It is an uncommon
word."
"Yes."
Their eyes met. and those of both
had perceptibly softened.
"Naida," his lips dwelt upon the
peculiar name as though he loved the
sound. "I want you to listen to me,
child. I sincerely wish I might keep
you here with me, but I can't. You
are more to me than you dream, but it
would not be right for me thus delib- j
erately to sacrifice your whole future
to my pleasure. I possess nothing to
offer you, no home, no friends, no
reputation. Practically I am an out
law, existing by my wits, disreputable
in the eyes of those who are worthy to
live in the world. She, who was your
mother, would never wish you to re
main with me. She would say I did
right in giving- you up into the care
of a good woman. Naida. look on that
face in the locket, your mother's face.
It Is sweet, pure, beautiful, the face of
a good, true woman.- Living or dead,
It must be the prayer of those' lips that
you become a good woman also. ' She
should lead you, not I, for I am un
worthy. For her sake, and in her
same, I ask you to go back to Mrs.
Herndon "
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He could perceive the gathering tears
in her eyes, and his hand closed tight
ly about her own. It was not one soul
alone that struggled.
"You will go?"
"O Bob, I wish you wasn't a gam
bler!" A moment he remained silent. "But
unfortunately I am," he admitted, so
berly, "and it is best for you to go
back. Won't you?"
Her gaze was fastened upon the
open locket, the fair face pictured
there smiling up at her as though in
pleading also.
"You truly think she would wish it?"
"I know she would."
The girl gave utterance to a quick,
startled breath.' as if the vision fright
ened her. "Then I will go." she said,
her voice a mere whisper, "I will go."
He led her down the steps, out into
the jostling crowd below, as if she had
been some fairy princess. Her locket
hung dangling, and he slipped it back
into its place and drew her slender
form yet closer against his own, as
they stepped forth into the black, de
serted road. Half-way up the gloomy
ravine they met a man and woman
coming along the narrow path. Hamp
ton drew her aside out of their way,
then spoke coldly.
"Mrs. Herndon, were you seeking
your lost charge? I have her here."
The two passing figures halted, peer
ing through the darkness.
"I was not seeking her," she re
turned, icily. "I have no desire to cul
tivate the particular friends of Mr.
Hampton."
"So I have understood, and conse
quently relinquish here and now all
claims upon Miss Gillis. She has in
formed me of your flattering opinion
regarding me, and I have indorsed it
as being mainly true to life. Do I
state this fairly, Naida?"
"I have come back," she faltered,
fingering the chain at her throat, "I
have come back."
"Without Bob Hampton?"
The girl glanced uneasily toward
him, but he stood motionless in the
gloom.
"Yes I I suppose I must."
Harapton rested his hand softly upon
her shoulder, his fingers trembling, al
though a -ined coldly de
liberate. "I trust this is entirely satisfactory,
Mrs. Herndon," he said. "I can assure
you I know absolutely nothing regard
ing her purpose of coming to me to
night. I realize quite clearly my own
deficiencies, and pledge myself here
after not to interfere with you in any
way. You accept the trust, I believe?"
She gave utterance to a deep sigh of
resignation. "It comes to me clearly
as a Christian duty," she acknowl
edged, doubtfully, "and I suppose I
must take up my cross; but "
"But you have doubts," he interrupt
ed. "Well, I have none, for I have
I greater faith in the girl, and perhaps
j in God. Good night. Naida."
I He bowed above the hand the girl
gave him in the darkness, and ever
after she believed he bent lower, and
pressed his lips upon it. The next mo
ment ""the black night had closed him
out, and she stood there, half fright
ened at she knew not what, on the
threshold of her new life.
CHAPTER IX.
At the Occidental.
Hampton slowly picked his way back
through the darkness down the silent
road, his only guide those dim yellow
lights flickering in the distance.
It was Saturday night, and the min
ing town was already alive. The one
long, irregular street was jammed with
constantly moving figures, the numer
ous saloons ablaze, the pianos sound
ing noisily, the shuffling of feet in the
crowded dance-halls incessant.
Riot reigned unchecked, while the
quiet, sleepy town of the afternoon
blossomed under the flickering lights
into a saturnalia of unlicensed pleas
ure, wherein the wages of sin were
death.
Hampton pushed his way through
the noisy throng w;ith eyes ever watch
ful for the faces. His every motion
was that of a man who had fully de
cided upon his course. He swung up
the broad wooden steps of the Occi
dental and entered the barroom, which
was crowded by jostling figures, the
ever-moving mass as yet good-natured,
for the night was young. At the lower
end of the long, sloppy bar he stopped
for a moment to nod to the fellow be
hind.
"Anything going on to-night worth
while, Jim?" he questioned, quietly.
"Rather stiff game, they tell me, just
started in the back room," was the
genial reply. "Two eastern suckers,
with Red Slavin sitting in."
The gambler passed on, pushing
rather unceremoniously through the
throng of perspiring humanity. The
large front room upstairs was ablaze
with lights, every game in full opera
tion and surrounded by crowds of de
votees. He walked directly toward the
" rear of the room. A thick, dingy red
curtain hung there; he -held back its
heavy folds And stepped, within the
smaller apartment beyond.
i-rree men "EaT"al The "single table,
cards In hand, and Hampton Invol
untarily whistled softly behind his
teeth at the first glimpse of the money
openly displayed before them. This
was apparently not so bad for a start
er, and his waning Interest revived. A
red-bearded giant, sitting so as to face
the doorway, glanced up quickly at his
entrance, his coarse mouth Instantly
taking on the semblance of a smile.
"Ah, Bob," he exclaimed, with an
evident effort at cordiality; "been won
dering if you wouldn't show up before
the night was over. You're the very
fellow to make this a four-handed af
fair, provided you carry sufficient
stuff."
Hampton came easily forward into
the full glow of the swinging oil lamp,
his manner coolly deliberate, his face
expressionless. "I feel no desire to in
trude," he explained, quietly, watching
the uplifted faces. "I believe I have
never before met these gentlemen."
Slavin laughed, his great white
fingers drumming the table.
"It is an acquaintance easily made."
he said, "provided one can afford to
trot in their class, for it is money that
talks at this table to-night. Mr. Hamp
ton, permit me to present Judge
Hawes, of Denver, and Mr. Edgar Wil
lis, president of the T. P. & R. I have
no idea what they are doing in this
hell-hole of a town, but they are dead
game sports, and I have been trying
my best to amuse them while they're
here."
Hampton bowed, instantly recogniz
ing the names.
"Glad to assist," he murmured, sink
ing into a vacant chair. "What limit?"
"We have had no occasion to discuss
that matter as yet," volunteered
Hawes, sneeringly. "However, if you
have scruples we might settle upon
something within reason."
Hampton ran the undealt pack care
lessly through his fingers, his lips
smiling pleasantly. "Oh, never mind,
if It chances to go above my pile I'll
drop out. Meanwhile, I hardly believe
there is any cause for you to be mod
est on my account."
The play opened quietly and with
some restraint, the faces of the men
remaining impassive, their watchful
glances evidencing nothing either Of
success or failure. Hampton played
with extreme caution for some time,
his eyes studying keenly the others
about the table, seeking some deeper
understanding of the nature of his op
ponents, their strong and weak points,
and whether or not there existed any
prior arrangement between them. He
was there for a purpose, a clearly de
fined purpose, and he felt no inclina
tion to accept unnecessary chances
with the fickle Goddess of Fortune. To
one trained in the calm observation of
small things, and long accustomed to
weigh his adversaries with care, it was
not extremely difficult to class the two
strangers, and Hampton smiled softly
on observing the size of the rolls
rather ostentatiously exhibited by
them. His satisfaction was in noways
lessened by the sound of their voices,
when incautiously raised in anger
over some unfortunate play. He in
mediately recognized them as the idenl
tical individuals who had loudly and
vainly protested over his occupancy of
the best rooms at the hotel. He
chuckled grimly.
But what bothered him particularly
was Slavin. The cool, gray eyes, glanc
ing with such apparent negligence
across the cards in his hands, noted
every slight movement cf the red;
bearded gambler, in expectation of de
tecting some sign of trickery, or some
evidence that he had been selected by.
this precious trio for the purpose of
easy plucking. Knavery was Slavin's
style, but apparently he was now
playing a straight game, no doubt real-'
izing clearlj-, behind his impassive
mask of a face, the utter futility of,
seeking to outwit one of Hampton's;
enviable reputation. -
It was, unquestionably, a fairly
fought four-handed battle, and at last;
thoroughly convinced of this, Hamp
ton settled quietly down, prepared to
play out his game. The stakes grew
steadily larger. Several times drinks
were served, but Hampton contented
himself with a gulp of water, always,
gripping an unlighted cigar between
his teeth. He was playing now with
apparent recklessness, never hesitate
ing over a card, his eye as watchful as
that of a hawk, his betting quick, con-f
fident, audacious. The contagion of.
his spirit seemed to affect the others
to force them into desperate wagers.
The perspiration was beading Slavin's
forehead, and now and then an oath'
burst unrestrained from his hairy lips."
Hawes and Willis sat white-faced, bent
forward anxiously over the table, their
fingers shaking as they handled the
fateful cards, but Hampton played
without perceptible tremor, his utter
ances few and monosyllabic, his calm
face betraying not the faintest emo-'
tion.
And he was steadily winning. Occa
sionally some other hand drew in the
growing stock of gold and bank notes,
but not often enough to offset these
continued gains that began to heap up
in such an alluring pile upon his por
tion of the table. The lookers-on who
had come in began to observe this, and
gathered more closely about his chair,';
fascinated by the luck with which the
cards came floating into his hands, the
cool judgment of his critical plays, the
reckless abandon with which he forced
success. Suddenly he forced the fight
to a finish. The opportunity came in '
a jack-pot which Hawes had opened.'
The betting began with a cool thou-i
sand. Then Hampton's turn came.
Without drawing, his cards yet lying
downward before him on the board,
his calm features as immovable as the
Sphinx, he quietly pushed his whole
accumulated pile to the center, namedt
the sum, and leaned back in his chair,
his eyes cold, impassive. Hawes i
threw down his hand, wiping his
greaming, face with his handkerchief ;
Willis counted his remaining roll, hesi
tated, looked again at the faces of his
cards, flung aside two, drawing to fill,
and called loudly for a show-down, his
eyes protruding. Slavin. cursing
fiercely under his red beard, having
drawn one card, his perplexed face in
stantly brightening as he glanced at
It. went back into his hip pocket for
every cent he had, and added his pro
fane demand for a chance at the
money.
A fortune rested on the table, a for
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1 tune the ownership of which was tc
'
be decided In a single moment, ana Dy
the movement of a hand. Willis was
gasping, his whole body quivering;
Slavin was watching Hampton's hands
as a cat does a mouse, his thick lips
parted, his fingers twitching nervously.
The latter smiled grimly, his motion
deliberate, his eyes never wavering.
Slowly, one by one, he turned up his
cards, never even deigning to glance
downward, his entire manner that ol
unstudied indifference. One two
three. Willis uttered a snarl like a
stricken wild beastt, and sank back in
his chair, his eyes closed, his cheeks
ghastly. Four. Slavin brought down
his great clenched first with a crash
on the table, a string of oaths bursting
unrestrained from his Hps. Five
Hampton, never stirring a muscle, sat
there like a statue, watching. Hie
right hand kept hidden beneath the
table, with his left he quietly drew in
the stack of bills and coin, pushing the
stuff heedlessly into the side pocket ol
his coat, his gaze never once wander
ing .from those stricken faces fronting
him. Then he softly pushed back hit
chair and stood erect. Willis nevei
moved, but Slavin rose unsteadily tc
his feet, , gripping the table fiercely
with both hands.
"Gentlemen," said Hampton, grave
ly, his clear voice sounding like th
sudden peal of a bell, "I can only thank
you for your courtesy in this matter
Ml -bid you all' good-night. : However,,
before I go it may be of some interest
for me to say that I have played my
last game."
Somebody laughed sarcastically, a
harsh, hateful laugh. The speaker
whirled, took one step forward; there
was the flash of an extended arm. a.
dull crunch, and Red Slavin went
crashing backward against the wall.
As he gazed up, dazed and bewildered,
from the floor, the lights glimmered
along a blue-steel barrel.
"Not a move, you red brute," and
Hampton spurned him contemptuously
with his heel. "This is no variety
show, and your laughter was in poor
taste. However, if you feel particu-
larly hilarious to-night I'll give you
another chance. I said this was my
last game; I'll repeat it this was my
last game! Now, damn you! if ycu 1
feel like it, laugh!"
He swept the circle of excited faces, j
his eyes glowing like two
diamonds,
his thin lips compressed into a single
straight line.
"Mr. Slavin appears to have lost his
previous sense of humor," he re
marked, calmly. "I will now make my
statement for the third time this was
ttiv last. e-arnf Perhans some of vou
gentlemen also may discover this to
be amusing."
The heavy, strained breathing of the
motionless crowd was his only answer,
and a half smile of bitter contempt
curled Hampton's lips, as he swept
over them a last defiant glance.
"Not quite so humorous as it ceemed
to be at first, I reckon," he commented,
dryly. "Slavin," and he prodded the
red giant once more with his foot,
"I'm going out; if you make any at
tempt to leave this room within the
next five minutes I'll kill you in your
tracks, as I would a mad do
You j
stacked cards twice to-night, but the
last time I beat you fairly at your own
game."
He held aside the heavy curtains
with his left hand and backed slowly j
out facing them, the deadly revolver
shining ominously in the other. Not
a man moved Slavin glowered at him
from the floor, an impotent curse upon
his lips. Then the red drapery fell.
While the shadows of the long night
still hung over the valley, Naida, toss
ing restlessly upon her strange bed
within the humble yellow house at the
fork of the trails, was aroused to
wakefulness by the pounding of a
horse's hoofs on the plank bridge
spanning the creek. She drew aside
the curtain and looked out, shading
her eyes to see clearer through the
poor glass. AH she perceived was a
somewhat deeper smudge when the
rider swept rapidly past, horse and
man a shapeless shadow. Three hours
later she awoke again, this time to the
full glare of day, and to the remem
brance that she was now facing a new
life. As she lay there thinking,, her
eyes troubled but tearless, far away
on the sun-kissed uplands Hampton
was spurring forward his horse, al
ready beginning to exhibit signs of
weariness.
CHAPTER X.
The Arrival of Miss Spencer.
Miss Phoebe Spencer, the pioneer
school teacher of Glencaid, came di
rect from the far east, her starting
point some little junction place back
in Vermont, although she proudly
named Boston as her home, having
once visited in that metropolis for
three delicious weeks. She was of an
ardent, impressionable nature. Her
mind was nutured upon eastern con
ceptions of our common country, her
Imagination aglow with weird tales of
the frontier, and her bright eyes per
ceived the vivid coloring of romance
In each prosaic object west of the
tawny Missouri. All appeared so dif
ferent from that established life to
which she had grown accustomed,
the people, the country, the pictur
esque language, while her brain so
teemed with lurid pictures of border
experiences and heroes as to - reveal
romantic possibilities everywhere. As
her eager eyes traced the serrated
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Nehawka
(From tlie KrirLtter. )
Uncle George Hansen had a bad
spell of heart trouble Tuesday evening',
but is better now.
We are pleased to report Mrs. Wm
lucker as improving, ana gaming in
strength everyday.
Mrs. C. D. Keiter went to Lincoln
last Friday to attend an installation and
banquet of the Royal Neighbors. She
reports a splendid time.
joe bhrader s team indulged in a
runaway Wednesday evening, leaving
the buggy hung over a telephone pole
near the livery barn. They went on
home.
Herman Stoll sold wheat at the Ne
hawka Mill last Friday that tested 64
pounds. This is the best wheat that has
been sold at this place; the highest test
being 63 pounds heretofore, k
Mr. and -Mrs. Vi P. Sheldonfleft for
an extended trip through CaJiJbrnia and
the Pacific Coast yesterdajf? morning.
They go first to Kansas City and re
main there until Sunday. Their first
stopping place will be .Riverside, where
they expect to arrive Tuesday.
Dr. and Mrs. Wilcox packed their
household goods on Tuesday and . Wed
nesday starting for their old-new home
in Oskaloosa. Dr. Wilcox came to
this place a young man and an almost
unknown quality, but he had been here
only a short time until he had demon
strated his ability to make good.
Bryan Moore seems to be born to
trouble as sparks are to fly upward.
He has passed through several acci
dents, and for some time we thought
he was immune, until one day last week
his evil star must have been in the as
cendency, and he got in the way of a
pick in the hands of his brother, with ,
the result that he had ajhole punched
in his head that came near going through
the skull.
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Elmwood
From the Leader-Kcho.
Ed. Langhorst was laid up this week
with la grippe.
Miss Daisy Langhorst is entertaining
la grippe this week.
W. A. Clark was laid up the fore part
of the week with la grippe.
I T. H. Pollock, general manager and
j treasurer of the Plattsmouth Telephone
Co., was a business visitor in Elmwood
a few days last week. He was a pleas
ant caller at the Leader-Echo office
Friday.
The Wabash corresponder of the
Leader-Echo says: "The Leader-Echo
last week made a grevious mistake in
saying "the nospital nurse has gone to
Wabash to nurse a small pox patient."
The nurse came down to attend Mrs. I.
M. Ward who is suffering from a com
plication of diseases, butjno smallpox."
Mrs. E. B. Lambert returned from
Percival, Iowa, Saturday evening ac
companied by Mr. Lambert's mother,
who will make her home here. Mr.
Lambert remained to settle up some
business affairs, returning home Sun
day. Mr. F. Brookhart, of Boise City,
Idaho, is visiting his old time neighbor
and friend, I. H. Hollenbeck, whom he
has not seen since twrenty-five years
ago last Thanksgiving. Mr. Brookhart
was a residence of Cass County during
the grasshopper times living on a farm
near Weeping Water, which he sold to
Mr. Hollenbech. Mr. Brookhart left
Cass County in 1582. The Leader-Echo
received a pleasant call from both
gentlemen pesterday. 4
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Call at Perkins house this week.
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Loviisville
From the Courier.
W. F. Diers and wife left Wednes
day morning for Gresham, Neb., where
Mr. Diers will assist in invoicing.
If three feet of water in the Missouri
river will safely float a steamboat, how
long will it take Rockefeller to cut
the price of coal oil to seven cents a
gallon?
Henry Lautenschlager expected to
start with his family for Oklahoma
Tuesday, but owing to the illness of one
of his children had to delay their depar
ture for a few days;.
Dr. M. U.Thomas, of Memphis.Neb.,
passed through town Tuesday on hi
way to Weeping water to the bedside
of his father, Dr. Thomas, who is said
to be near death's door.
Rev. McClure, at. one time pastor of
the Free Methodist church at this place,
but at present located on a claim near
Bonsteel, S. Da., paid his Louisville
friends a visit last Saturday, remaining
over Sunday. -
H. E. Brown was here from Scotts
blufTs, forepart of the week, disposing
of his real estate, which we understood
he exchanged for farm land near his
hometown. He was. a guest of Dr.
and Mrs Worthman while in the city.
C. A. Richey went to Omaha Thurs
day attenting a meeting of the stock
holders of the Wilson Reinforced con
crete company to locate their plant in
Louisville.
Superintendent O'Brien, of the state
fish hatcheries, was a Louisville visitor
Thursday. Mr. O'Brien informs the
Courier that his mother, who has been
making her home with him for some
time, is in very poor health, being a
suffer from la grippe. She is well along
in years, but is one of her years. The
Courier trusts that she may speedily re
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We are pleased to announce that Fo
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and lung troubles is not affected by the
National Pure Food and Drug law as it
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remedy for children and adults. For
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Union
From the LedKer.
Mrs. C. L. Graves has been very ill
and confined to her bed the past week,
but there is now some improvement in
her condition.
Russell Smith has ueen very sick the
past week, the result cf a stroke of
paralysis last Friday, but latest report
I is that he is improving.
W. Banning went to Lincoln on the
early train Wednesday morning to make
sure of being there for the entire
"doings" of the democratic dollar din
ner. Will Foster, a former resident of Ne
hawka and who has been in Montana
the past several years, is visiting his
Cass county friends, arriving last Satur
day. D. W. Foster, M. H. Shoeman and
Judge Reuben Foster went to Lincoln
on Tuesday with intentions of getting
all the pleasure to be had at the dollar
banquet of the democracy Wednesday
night.
The Bamum home west of town has
been a miniature hospital for a few
weeks, Mrs. Eliza Barnum and Mrs. T.
G. Barnum being patients, confined to
beds most of the time, but both are
reported to be getting along very nice-
iy.
Mrs. R. L. Newell went to Omaha
Monday morning where she has joined
her husband in their new home. Dr.
Newell now has dental office in the
Brandies building in that city, and will
announce dates for coming to Union oc
casionally. .
James T. Reynolds is the gentleman
who will do the assessing for Liberty
precinct this year, haying been ap
pointed by County Assessor Soennich
sen as one of his deputies. The selec
tion is a good one, and it is a sure thing
that the work will be given prompt and
careful attention by our new democratic
official who succeeds George N. LaRue.
Bad Stomach Trouble Cured.
Having been sick for the past two
years with a bad stomach stomach trou
ble, a friend gave me a dose of Cham
berlain's Stomach and Liver Tablets.
They did me so much good that I bought
a bottle of them and have used twelve
bottles in all. Today I am well of a
bad stomach trouble. Mrs. John Lowe,
Cooper, Maine. These tablets are for
sale by F. G. Fricke & Co.
For Sale or Rent.
Thirteen acres of land in section 12,
near the city. Also a 7-room house in
good location. T. M Leyda.