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Coprgbt, 1894. by the Author.
CONTINUED.
CHAPTER VI
Haying made up my mind what course
to pursue, I returned to Marshminster,
took leave of my relatives and left that
vening for London. There I remained
1 1 wo days reviewing the strange events
n which I had lately been an actor. At
one moment it was in my mind to aban-!
don what certainly seemed to be a'
opeless search, for I could but see it
a matter 01 great dimcuity to lay
tand on the assassin of Francis. It
tNfid be better, 1 tnougnt, to place the
ir in tne nanus 01 tne ponce ana
let them thrash it out for themselves.
Two reasons prevented my taking this
gnoble course.
One was that Francis Brairfield had
n a college friend, and I was unwill-
pg that his death should go unaveng
ed. The story of his love for Olivia,
'vvltitl It a Yiasl m a a V a vtn as-i .
f uau wiu uiv nv tuo iuu vuu -
tained the elements of a strange ro
mance fitly capped by his tragic end. I
ett certain that Felix, through his hired
iravo for I could call Strent by no
ther name had encompassed the death '
if his brother. Felix was passionately
in love with Olivia, and the unexpected
eturn of Francis not only threatened to i
jier away irom nim, dus aiso 10 re-
he scoundrelly fashion in which
,d behaved. At one blow Felix
' uju iuse iier iuvo auu lesiwuu xueie-
e his motive for averting such a ca-
yrophe was a strong one. That he
iould determine on fratricide was a
i j i i t j ..i rru,
errible thought, but there was no other
eourse left to him by which to secure
he woman he loved and the respect he
alued. It was the mad action of a
feak, passionate man, such as I knew
felix to be. Too cowardly himself to
itrike the fatal blow, he had hired
Strent to carry out his plans, and the
leath had been duly accomplished,
hough in what way I was quite unable
lo say. it was sumcient lor me to
pow that Francis was dead, and I felt
yself called upon to avenge his death.
The other motive was perhaps the
tronger one of detective fever. I was a
achelor. I had a good income and
otbing to do. Therefore this quest was
MS of great interest to ma. I had often
gd beasts, but this man hunt was a
powerful incentive to ex
I could hardly sleep for think-
. 'thn nnan unti was fnnstantlv pn.
aged n piecing together the puzzle.
As yet I had no clear clew to follow,
at the first thing to be settled vra& the
entity of Felix at Marshminster with
alix at Paris. Once I established that
oint and proved conclusively that Fe-
x had never left England, I would be
a position to prosecute the search in
e neighborhood of Marshminster.
I own that there was an additional
ason in the pique I felt at the scornful
sbelief dt Olivia. She evidently con-
dered my story pure fiction, and the
range disappearance of the corpse from
fie inn confirmed her in this belief. Ir-
ta d by such contempt, I was resolved
' ing home the crime to Felix and
k ove conclusively to her that he was
asquerading as her lover, the dead
irancis. it would, be a cruel mow wnen
sured of the truth, but it was better
Sat she should suffer temporary pain
Mcag out a lifelong agony chained
tin whom l Knew to oe a proni-
jiar ana a muraerer.
JVie end of two days I confirmed
!oif in the resolution to hunt down
4 fwnmi'nol owl A&niAaA na flia fircfr. start
go to Paris. Leaving Victoria by the
ght mail, I arrived in the French cap-
kl next morning. Anxious to lose no
rther time, I hastened at once to the
btel des Etrangers, in the Rue de St
kmore, and there took up my quarters.
jeovered from the fatigues of the jour
y, I partook of luncheon and then
tade inquiries about Felix Briarfield.
my surprise, I not only discovered
tt he was m Paris, but that he was
he hotel at that moment
"Has he been staying here for any
iigth of time?" I asked the manager.
"For six weeks, monsieur, and now
ks of going to Italy," was the aston-
ing reply.
say that I was surprised would
J, a faint idea of what I felt
assertion of Olivia should thus
ie was almost impossible of be
Felix was here and had been
for- He past six weeks, it could
possibly be he whom I had met at
irshminster. Assuming this to be the
le who was the man of the Fen inn
7 -i i i4 1 i r i j
10 caliea niniseii r ramus; my neau
is whirling with the endeavor to
ipple with these thought Suddenly
idea flashed into my brain which
ht possibly account for the mystery.
. . t ti . i t :i
(Van It oe, muugni i, mat iii was
My. whom I met at the inn Felix,
'o Vried to pass himself off as Francis
I then invented that lying story? Per-
he was not dead, as I thought, but
gly plunged into a trance. When he
seeing the uselessness of fight
Francis, he fled back to Paris. "
is time I stared hard at the
pager. In reality I was puzzling out
) mystery ana noi paying any biuju
n to the man before me. He, howev-
grew weary under my regard and
uneasily.
r. JBriarneia is now in his room,
sieur. shall I take to him your
i?"
J1 If you please, " I answered mechan-
.,ly and handed it to him. In a few
f nents a waiter came with a message
hing that Mr. Briarfield would be
Id to see me. I followed the man m
ate of the utmost bewilderment and
ad myself in the presence of Felix
Ijre I knew what to say or da He
so like Francis, whom I thought
lying vlead at the Fen inn so like
i who passed rs Ulivia s lover
the moment I could do nothing
at him. Yet h could be
A 1 .V
neither of the two, for one was dean,
and the other I had left behind at
Marshmvistr.
. "How are you, Denham?" he said,
somewhat surprised at my strange con
duct "And why do you stare so steadi
ly at me?"
"Are you Felix Briarfield?" I gasped.
"As you see," he answered, raising
his eyebrows. "Surely you know me
well enough to dispense with so foolish
a question. "
"And your brother?"
"He is at Marshminster, I believe,
with Miss Bellin, to whom he ii engag
ed. Why do you ask so strange a ques
tion?" I sat down on the sofa and buried my
face in my hands. Either I was out of
my mind or the victim of some terrible
hallucination. I certainly had met
Francis at the inn and beheld him dead
under its roof. As 6urely had I seen the
man I believed to be Felix at Marsh
minster. Yet here in Paris I beheld an
individual who was neither the dead
friend nor the living lover, and he called
himself Felix Briarfield.
"I must bemadl I must be mad I"
was all I could say for the moment
"What is the matter, Denham?" ask
ed Briarfield, touching my shoulder.
"Are you ill?"
For answer I seized first one hand and
then the other. On neither appeared the
least scratch. Yet the man whom I be
lieved to be Francis had a ragged wound
on the right hand. My theory of a
trance vanished into thin air at this
pf oof that the men were distinct As
tounded by my action, Felix drew back
in some alarm.
"How strangely you act Denham!"
he said uneasily. "Is there anything
wrong?"
"Do you think I am mad?" I asked
irritably.
"Your action just now was scarcely
the act of a sane person. Why did you
examine my hands?"
"To see if they were cut in any way. "
He turned the palms of his hands to
ward me and shook his head with a
slight laugh.
"You "-he said, smiling, "they
are absolutely free from cut or wound
Why do you expect them to be marred?' '
I made no reply, but passed my hand
across my brow. The situation in which
I found myself was so strange and em
barrassing that I did not know how to
proceed. In the presence of facts I could
not but admit that my story would
sound but a wild invention.
"Come, Denham," said Briarfield
soothingly. "You are doubtless in some
trouble and have come to me for help
and advice. I'll give both to the best of
my ability. "
"I vwit neither, "I muttered in a
low voioe, "but if you will answer some
questions I wish to ask you will oblige
me greatly. "
Briarfield drew back with a queer
look in his eyes, as if he thought my
madness was increasing. However, he
overcame the dread my actions appar
ently caused him and answered civilly
enough:
"Certainly, if it will do you any good.
What is it you wish to know?"
"Were you in England within the
last seven days?"
"No; I have not been in England for
at least six weeks. "
"Do you know the Fen inn?"
"Never heard of it in all my life. "
"Are you acquainted with a girl
named Rose Strent?"
"I don't even know her name. "
"When did your brother Francis re
turn to England from South America?"
"Three months ago. "
"Have you seen him since his re
turn?" "Frequently in London, but he is
now, I believe, at Marshminster. "
"Do you know he is engaged to Miss
Bellin?"
"Of course I do," said Briarfield.
"The marriage takes place shortly, and
I am to be the best man that is, if I
return in time."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I'm going to Italy tomorrow,"
said the young man, shrugging his
shoulders, "and it is just possible that
I may prolong my tour to the east In
that case I may be absent from England
for at least six months or more. During
that time Francis will doubtless marry
Olivia, and I shall not be able to be at
the weddingV
"You have not been in England with
in the last six weeks. You don't know
the Fen inn nor of the existence of
Rose Strent," I summed up. "Then I
am the victim of some extraordinary
hallucination."
"You are very extraordinary alto
gether," retorted Briarfield. "Now I
have answered your questions, pray an
swer mine. Why do you ask all these
things?"
"It is a strange story and one which
you will scarcely believe. "
"Let me hear it"
Thus adjured, I told him the story of
my adventure at the inn, but suppressed
all mention of the belief I then enter
tained that the brothers had changed
names. He listened attentively and eyed
me with some concern. At the conclu
sion of the narrative he considered for a
few moments before making any reply.
"I hardly know what to say, " he said
at length. "Your story is very circum
stantial, yet you must have been de
ceived by the chance resemblance. "
"I swear that the man I met at the
Fen inn was your brother Francis."
"How can that be when Francis was
at Bellin Hall, and Olivia said he had
not been out of the house. Besides, you
"Itxcear that Ih mnn nwt at the Fen
inn was your brother Franci$."
say the man whom you believed to be
Francis was murdered, yet you left
Francis alive and well at Marshmin
ster." "I thought Francis was you. "
"Ah! Deceived by onr resemblance,
no doubt"
"Yes, I think so," I replied, not
wishing to tell him my suspicions.
"Well, you see you made a mistake.
Francis is at Marshminster, and I am
here, I suppose, "he added jokingly.
"You are quite convinced that I am
Felix?"
"I was quite convinced the other
man was Francis. "
"Great heavens, man, you surely
don't doubt that lam Felix Briarfield?"
he cried irritably, rising to his feet
"I don't! I can't!"
"Perhaps you thought it was I whom
you met at the inn?"
"No, because the man I met at tho
inn is dead. Besides he had a wound
on his right hand, and you have not. "
"It's a queer business altogether,"
said Briarfield, walking to and fro. "I
cannot but agree with your idea of hal
lucination." "I tell you it is too real for halluci
nation. "
"Then how can you explain it?" he
demanded sharply, passing before me.
"I can't explain it, " I replied help
lessly. "If you had discovered the corpse
when you returned to the inn, there
might be some chance of solving the
mystery. But you admit there was no
corpse there. "
"Not the vestige of ona "
"Then that proves the thing to be
hallucination," he said triumphantly.
"If the man was murdered, who would
take the trouble to remove the corpse?"
"Strent might have done so to con
ceal the evidence of his crime. "
"He fled the previous night by your
own acknowledgment The whole thing
is ridiculous. If I were you, Denham,
I would see a doctor. That brain of
yours is in a dangerous state. "
"In spite of all you say, I am certain
it was Francis I met at the inn. "
"How can that be when he whom
you met is dead and Francis is alive?
It could not be Francis, and as I have
not been out of Paris it could not have
been me."
"Then who was it?"
"Some stranger, no doubt, in whom
you saw a facial resemblance to us. "
"Impossible!"
"So I think," said Briarfield signifi
cantly. "For my part, I think you are
6ubjec4 to delusions. Do not pursue this
case, my friend, or you may find your
self in a lunatic asylum. "
"Will you come over to Marshmin
ster and help me to solve the mystery?"
"Certainly not, Denham. My plans
are all made for Italy, and I go there
tomorrow. I certainly don't intend to
put them off for such a wild goose chase
as you wish me to indulge in. "
I took up my hat and prepared to go.
The matter was beyond my comprehen
sion. ,
"There is nothing for me but to re
turn to England. "
"Do," said Briarfield in a pitying
tone, "and give up following this will-o'-the-wisp.
"
"It seems hopeless enough."
"Well, so far as I can see, it seems
madness nothing more nor less. My
brother Francis is at Marshminster.
You see me here, so it is absolutely im
possible you could have met either of
us at that inn, the more so as the man
you met is dead, and we are both
alive."
"Yes. Facts are too strong for me,"
I said, holding out my hand. "Goodby,
Briarfield. Many thanks for your kind
ness; but, oh, man," I added, with a
burst of bitterness, "what does it ail
mean?"
"It's hallucination," said Briarfield.
"Place yourself at once in the hands of
a doctor. ' '
CHAPTER VII.
After that interview with Felix I re
turned forthwith to London. I had ac
complished the object of my journey
and did not care about staying longer in
Paris. My mind was much perturbed,
as I was quite unable to come to any
conclusion respecting the episode at the
Fen inn. Beyond all doubt I had proved
that Francis was at Marshminster, Fe
lix in Paris. Who, then, was the man
I had met at the inn? It was impossible
that I could be mistaken in the identity
of my college friend, yet in the face of
such evidence as I had gathered it was
ridiculous to cling to my first impres
sions. There could not be three brothers
exwstly alike in personal appearances,
and yet I had beheld three men at the
Feu inn, at Marshminster and in Paris
who resembled each other in every re
spect The more I pondered over the
mystery, the deeper did it become, and
the more confused grew my brain.
I began to think that I was the vic
tim of some hallucination, as I could
exf lain the matter in no other way.
With this idea, which was the only
feasible one left to me, I took the ad
vice of Felix and on my return to town
went to see Dr. Merrick. He, a special
ist on diseases of the brain, listened to
my story with great attention and ques
tioned me closely on all points.
"There is some trickery about this,
Mr. Denham," he said after considera
tion. "You do not, then, think my meeting
with Francis Briarfield was a halluci
nation?" I asked eagerly.
"There is no hallucination about you,
sir, " was the comforting response. "You
seem to me as sane and matter of fact a
person as I ever met "
"Then, if it is not hallucination, how
do you account for my having met three
men all exactly alike when I know
there are only two with that special ap
pearance in existence?"
"I think it is trickery," repeated
Merrick, nursing his chin. "This is
more a case for a detective than for a
doctor. Were I you, Mr. Denham, I
would employ a good detective and probe
the mystery thoroughly. The matter
eemi miraculous to you now, but iwt
sure when you learn the solution you
will be surprised at its simplicity."
"If I am sane, as you say and as I
believe myself to be, I will thrash out
the matter myself. "
"Better get a trained man, Mr. Den
ham. From what you have told me I
see you have to deal with a criminal of
no ordinary intelligence. It is an ex
traordinary case," mused the doctor,
"and I do not wonder at the fascina
tion it seems to exercise over you.
Were I in your place"
"Were you in my place?" seeing he
hesitated.
"Here am I setting up for a lawyer, "
aid Merrick quaintly. "To tell you the
honest truth, Mr. Denham, you have
inoculated me with detective fever. I
should like to solve this problem my
self. Criminal investigation has always
been rather a hobby of mine. In my
business I meet with some queer expe
riences. There are more insane people in
the world than you think. "
"Tell me your ideas, doctor, and I'll
carry them out and report progress. "
"Good! I'll be the sleeping partner, "
he said in an amused tone, "but I warn
you, Mr. Denham, that from what I see
of this case it will be one of great diffi
culty and may take months to work
out"
, "I don '4 mind that It is nothing to
an idle man like myself, but I am
afraid, Dr. Merrick, I take up your val
uable time."
"Oh, lean spare a few minutes,"
said the doctor quickly. "I work hard
enough, so it is permitted to even a pro
fessional man to indulge occasionally
in some amusement This case is so to
me."
"Well, and your idea?"
"In the first place, I am inclined to
agree with your ideas of Felix passing
himself off as Francis. "
"I have abandoned that idea, " said
I dolefully. "I saw Felix in Paris. "
"Wait a moment," replied Merrick.
"We'll come to that later on. Further
more, I believe it was Felix you met at
Marshminster Felix, who called hini
lelf Francis and posed as the lover of
Miss Bellin."
"But I saw him in Paris, " said L
hgain clinging to that undeniable fact
"I know you did, but the pretended
Francis of Marshminster and the real
Felix of Paris are one and the same per
lou." "You mean that he followed me
ver," I eried, suddenly enlightened.
"Precisely, and suborned the manafri
of the Hotel des Etrangers. "
"But why should he do that?"
"Can't you see?" said Merrick impa
tiently. "Felix wants to put a stop to
your following up this case. From your
story it is quite probable that he killed
his brother through Strent. The whole
circumstances of that lone inn are very
suspicious. Your unforeseen arrival on
that night complicated matters. You
saw how unwilling they were to admit
you. Had you not arrived Francis would
have vanished from the world, and none
would have been a bit wiser. But when
you came to Bellin Hall Felix saw a
new source of danger not only to his
character, but to his life. He asked for
a night's grace. During that night he
went himself to the Fen inn and hid the
corpse in some bog hole. "
"Impossible!"
"I'll stake my life that it is so, " said
Merrick calmly. "Make inquiries as to
'Til stake my life It in to," laid Merrick
calmly,
the movements of Felix Briarfield on
that night and I'll lay anything you'll
find he went to the Fen inn. "
"That, then," said I, "was the rea
son he was so ready to go there next
morning with me."
"Exactly! He knew well, thanks to
his forethought, that there was no evi
dence there to convict him of a crime,
and he could still keep up his impos
ture. So far all was in his favor, but
your obstinacy raised a new danger.
You said you would go to Paris and sat
isfy yourself of the existence of Felix.
Now, then, you remained two days in
London."
"Yes. I was not quite sure whether
it was worth while carrying on the mat
ter." "It was a pity you wasted so much
time," said Merrick, "for Felix took
advantage of your negligence to slip
to Paris and lay a trap for you. In plain
words, he disappeared from Marshmin
ster as Francis and reappeared in Paris
as Felix."
"He might have done so. But don't
you think I would have guessed the
identity of the one with the other?"
"How could you," said the doctor,
"when the twins are alike in every re
spect? And, moreover, you firmly be
lieved Olivia Bellin's lover was in
Marshminster."
"But if I go down at once to Marsh
minster I'll detect the absence of Felix
and so guess what has taken place. "
"If you go down to Marshminster,
you'll find Felix back again in his old
place."
"Then Paris?" I queried uneasily. I
was beginning to see I had been duped.
"You forget Mr. Felix of Paris has
gone to Italy and left no address. It's
all safe there, and as he said he was
going to the east for six months or so
there will be plenty of time for the pre
tended Francis to marry Olivia."
"You don't believe that Felix of
Paris has gone to Italy or the east?"
"Of course not I believe he arranged
all these matters to baffle your prying
and then calmly returned to Marsnmm
ster." "But the manager of the hotel?"
"He is in the pay of Felix. You'll
get nothing out of him. Now, I am cer
tain that is the explanation. Are you
not surprised at its simplicity?"
"Yes, lam. It is astonishing I never
thought of it befora "
"Columbus and his egg once again,"
said Merrick grimly. "Well, what are
you going to do next?"
"To drive to Marshminster and find
out the movements of Felix on the
night after the murder. "
"Quite so, but first satisfy yourself
on the subject of Francis. "
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"What day of the month were yon at
the Fen inn?' ' continued Merrick.
"On the 10th of June."
"Good! Francis there told you that he
had just arrived from Chile. Now
find out what boat he came by, look up
his name in the passenger list and as
certain the date on which the true Fran
cis arrived in England. That point es
tablished, you can prove the false Francis
to be an impostor. "
"An excellent idea," said L starting
to my feet. "I'll see about it at onoe. "
"And mind," said Merrick, raising
his forefinger, "I expect to be kept fully
advised of the case."
"Never fear, doctor. You are excel
lent at solving puzzles. When I find
another nut I'll bring it to you to
crack. "
"Do! I take great interest in this
sort of cases. I ought to have been a
lawyer instead of a doctor. "
"I'm thankful for my own sake you
are the latter," said L shaking his
hand. "Goodby, doctor. I am greatly
obliged for the kind interest you have
taken in this case. "
"Pure selfishness, I assure you," re
plied Merrick, and so I took my leave.
Before searching the shipping lists I
sent two telegrams, one to the manager
of the Hotel des Etrangers, asking if
Mr. Felix Briarfield was still there; the
other to my Aunt Jane, inquiring
whether Mr. Francis Briarfield was in
Marshminster. This business having
been dispatched, I took a hansom to the
city and saw a merchant of my ac
quaintance. He was an old friend and
willing to oblige me in every way.
' 'Chambers, ' ' said I when in his office.
"I want to find out a ship that arrived
in London from Chile during the pres
ent month."
"During June," aaid Chambers.
"Well, there's no difficulty about that
What is her name?"
"That is one of the things I wish to
find out; also the names of the passen
gers." "Come with me to the Jerusalem,"
said Chambers, picking up his hat
"You'll find there her name and agents.
Go to the agents, and they will supply
you with a list of passengers. What's
up now?"
"Nothing particular," I answered
carelessly. "I have reason to believe
a friend of mine returned from South
America this month, and I want to
make certain. "
"Well, if he oame under his own
name, you'll have no difficulty in doing
so. Here's the Jerusalem!"
This is, it is well known, a shipping
club for the convenience of merchants.
It tells them all about ingoing and out
going vessels, gives information regard
ing cargoes and in fact supplies all kinds
of knowledge useful to those who have
argosies afloat Chambers was well ac
quainted with the mode cf procedure,
so I let him do all the work. It was
now the 16th of June, and as Francis
had informed me he had arrived during
the month there was not much diffi
culty in finding what I wanted.
"Here you are," said Chambers, beck
oning to me. "Only one ship this month
from. Chile a steamer, the Copiapo.
Arrived on the 6th of June. Dane &
Paxton, 45 Devereux lane."
I copied this down in my notebook,
refused Chambers' hospitable invitation
to luncheon and went off at once to
Devereux lane. Here I had no difficulty
in seeing the passenger list of the Co
piapo, and one of the first names I set
my eyes on was Francis Briarfield.
"This puts the matter beyond all
doubt" said I, making a note of this.
"If Francis Briarfield did not arrive in
London till the 6th of this monthr he
cannot be the man now bearing his
name at Bellin Hall. "
I was now perfectly satisfied that
Merrick's idea was correct In order to
confuse and throw me off the scent Fe
lix had followed me to Paris and ap
peared in propria persona. But for the
doctor's suggestion of the shipping list
I should not have been able to prove
this, but now I held incontrovertible
evidence in my hands to prove that Fe
lix was trading on the marvelous resem
blance between his brother and himself.
Francis had arrived in England on the
6th of June, he had met me at the Fen
inn on the 10th and had there been foully
done to death by his brother through
a third party. But I was now on the
trail and hoped to run to earth both the
unnatural brother and his vile tool. I
felt like the hero of some wild romance.
On returning to my rooms in Duke
street I wrote off at once to Merrick,
telling him of my success in proving
the identity of Francis with the man
who had been slain at the lone inn. It
now remained for me to go down to
Marshminster and there make inquiries
as to the movements of Felix on the
night in question.
I felt confident that I could pursue
such a search without hindrance, as he
would be quite satisfied that I would
now rest after the Paris episode. No
man in his senses would search for a
dead man when that man had been con
clusively proved to be alive. So Felix
doubtless thought and rejoiced in his
cleverness in thus putting an end to
my inquiries. But mark how ironical
is fate. Felix advised me to consult a
doctor about my hallucination, as he
chose to call it I took that advice and
saw Merrick. Merrick had nullified all
his plans by solving the riddle with
which Felix was trying to baffle me.
It was hard on Felix to thus be the
means of pointing the way to mi own
destruction. But then fate is so ironical
That afternoon I received answers to
my telegrams. The first from Paris,
stated that Mr. Felix Briarfield had
started for Italy; the second, from
Marshminster, informed me that Fran
cis Briarfield was staying at Bellin
HalL
"No," said L on reading these tele
grams, "Felix Briarfield did not leave
Paris for Italy, but for Marshminster,
and Francis Briarfield, poor soul, is not
at Bellin HalL but lying in the Essex
marshes."
That night at 5 o'clock I left for
Marshminster.
TO BI CONTIKUtS.
BUILDERS MAY STRIKE.
Th Chicago Council Decide to Assist
Looked- Out Cornice Men.
Chicago, Sept 10 At a meeting of
the building trades council last night,
the representatives of the various
unions declared that they would
support the union cornice makers
now being locked out, and that no
member of their organization would
work on a building whore non-union
cornice men were employed. In con
sequence of this decision it is be
lieved that the trouble will
spread to thousands of men dur
ing the next few days. Union men
say there is not a building of any im
portance under construction in the
city that is not controlled by the
unions, and that wherever a non
union cornice worker is put to work
the other trades will leave their
places.
FISHING BOATS WRECKED.
fifteen Hen Drowned In m Terrific Gale
In Finland.
London, Sept 10. A dispatch from
Helsingfors, capital of Finland, tells
a story of dreadful sufferings experi
enced a few days ago by men em
ployed in the lialtio fisheries. The
fishing fleet were all at sea when a
terrific gale sprang up forcing the
boats to run for shelter. The islands
are principally desolate rocks, whose
frowning, jagged fronts menace the
destruction of anything that is caught
ashore upon them. As the seas swept
over the wrecked fishing boats before
the latter broke up, they carried
away fifteen fishermen, whose bodies
have not been recovered.
National Encampment G. A R.
At Pittsburgh, Sept 10th. The Union
Pacific has been selected as the Official
Route.
For rates and other information BOO
Union Pacifio Agent. 1044 O street.
.That Lam
'acM can be entwaT with
Vr. Miles' ii
PLASTER. Only 26c
Ten Tons or Medicine
Won't do you as much good as a week'i
stay at Hot Springs, 8. D., the greatest
health and pleasure resort In the West.
The Burlington's local agent will
gladly give you full information, and
also if you ask for It a beautifully
Illustrated folder. J. Francis,
, G. P. AT. A.
Omaha, Neb.
Tobacco Destroyed Hie Nerve, and
Stomach and Injured HI Health."
Valparaiso, Ind., Nov. 26, 1892.
Sterling Remedy Company, Ho. 45 San
dolph St., Chicaqo:
G kittle men: I used three boxes of
NO-J O-BAC, and it destroyed my taste
for tobacco. Before I began its use I
bad very poor health, heart trouble,
and my nerves were all gone; In fact,
my health was so bad that I sold my
store and spent a year out of doors to
improve my health; I was too nervous
to work. NO-TO BAC cured me, and
my health is better than it has been for
many and many a day, and I am only
too glad to give you the liberty to use
this statement in order that many
others, who are being destroyed by the
use of tobacco, may see it and be saved.
(SignedJ T. B. Hast.
NO-TO BAC Is absolutely guaranteed
to cure any form of the tobacon habit;
you can buy it at H. T. Clark Drug Co.
Lincoln. Neb., our agents. Call and
get a copy ef our little book, entitled
"Don't Tobacco Spit or Smoke Your
Life Away."
HEART DISEASE 30 YEARS !
Short Breath, Palpitation.
Mr. G. W. McKinsey, postmaster of
Kokomo, Ind., and a brave ex-soldier,
says: "I had been severely troubled
with heart disease ever since leaving
the army at the close of the late war.
I was troubled with palpitation and
shortness of breath. I could not
sleep on my left side and had pain
around my heart I became so ill
that I was much alarmed, and for
tunately my attention was called to
Dr. Miles' Heart Cure
I decided to try it. The first bottle
made a decided improvement in my
condition, and five bottles have com
pletely cured me."
G. W. McKINSKY. P. M., Kokomo, lad.
Dr. M Ilea' Heart Care is sold on a positive
guarantee that the first bottle will benefit.
All druggists sell It at U, bottles for as, or
It will be sent, prepaid, on receipt of price
by the Dr. lilies Medical Co., Klkkartnd,
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