CLARA AUGUSTA
INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION.
CHAPTER I.
HC'H Trevlyn had
had a good day.
Hmlneaa had been
brisk. The rain
had fallen steadily
since daybreak,
and the street
crossings In New
York were ankle
deep In m n d.
The little atreet
sweeper's arms
ached fearfully, but his pocket was full
of pennies, Interspersed with an occa
sional half dime.
The clouds were breaking In the west,
and a glearn of aunshlne glided the tall
tower of 8t. John's. Arch shouldered
> his broom, and whistled a merry tune
as he took hla way homeward. Hla
bright dark eyes sparkled as he thought
how the sight of his earnings would
cheer his feeble mother. Hhe could
have tea now, with real milk and some
sugar,In It, and an orange, too. Only
yesterday she was wishing she had an
orange
Arch's way led past a horticulturist's
•tore, turd his eyes wandered longingly
over Oil display of flowers In the win
dow, fl* must have just on« wee white
rose, because, only the Habbatb before,
while he sat at his mother’s feet, she
had wept In telling him •bout the sweet
roses that used to grow under the win
dow ofVr little country cottage where
her hAppy youth had been spent.
The while rose would be like bring
ing back to her ever so little a hit of
the happy past It could not cost much,
and Arch felt wealthy as a prince. He
stepped Into the store and asked the
price of u while rose. The clerk an
swered him roughly:
MfUi am* aC Ihn alnrn vmi VniltlV TAM
cal You want to steal something."
"I am not a thief, air," said the boy,
proudly, hla sallow cheeks crimsoning
hotly. “I want a row for my mother.|
I guess I ran pay for It!"
"ft's half a dollar, If you want It,"
said, the man sneerlngly. "Show your
money, or take yourself off this min
ute!"
Arch's countenance fell He had not
half a dollar In all. He turned sadly
uway. hi* head drooping, tils lip quiv
ering: Ob, how very hard It was to
be poor, he thought, looking enviously
at the costly carriage with a pair of
splendid grays, standing before the
door,
"8tdi>, little boy!" said a sweet voice
from somewhere among the roues and
helttjitfopoH. "Is your mother sick?"
Arch removed his cup some Inborn
spirit of courtesy prompting him to be
reverent toward the glorious vision
whlr*h burgt upon him. Kor a moment
be thought he saw an angel, and al
most expected that *he would unfold
her silvery wings, and vanish In a gold
en cloud from (ils sight. But after the
Aral glance he saw that she was a little
girl about his own age eight or nine
years old, perhaps -with yellow curls,
deep hazel eyes, a mouth like a rosebud,
and a blue silk frock. 8he repeated the
question:
"Is your mothpr sick, little boy?"
"NOi she Is not sick, for she always
•Its up, and sews. But she Is not
strong, and her cheeks never have any
color In them, like yours."
"And does she love flowers?”
"Yes, she loveB them dearly. She
KlHnrH lilt* III mwaj®, w iiru ouv u«a »•«/.
And that's not often.''
“Does she? That's nice. Just like 1
do!” said the little girl In a pleased
voice. ‘ Mr. Burns"- to the gruff
clerk—“here Is a dollar, (live me some
real nlceVoaes, and two or three sweet
pinks The lady shall have some flow
ers. Tell her I sent them."
"Who shall I say sent them?”
' "Margie Harrison. Will she know
me. think?"
"1 guess not. But It's all the same
I shaly ell her you are one of the angels
any ray. She knows about them, foi
she's^toM ever so much about them.'
The little girl laughed, and gave bln
the ftew#rs.
This t soil them with your grliuj
hands; phe said a Utile saucily; "urn
when you get home let's see. what'i
your name?”
"Ah her Trevlyn "
"Wh|T, what a nice name! Just Itki
uarnee In a story book. I know noun
elegant people by the name of Trevlyn
Hut they live In a big uouse and hav
Mower# enough of their own Ho Utv
can't be your folhe. can they?"
■ No they're not tuy folha," repll*.
the boy with a touch of httterneea In hi
voice .
"WeU| Archer, when you get hom<
you. wash yuur face, do’ It s so ditty
The hey Mushed hotly If one of hi
com punion* had eatd that to him. h
would have knocked him down tasuni
tint h* foraave everything this III
tie girl eetd. beeeuse she wae so bean
itml and hind
"I om a street sweeper mlaa "
'Oh, that aeeauple for It then It
jyerp muddy today and you must t
tired llarht there's flantss < ailing m<
ttaud hr. Archer *
Mhe vanished and n moment let*
the ksv say her disappear wtthln th
guttering earriage which loaded de«
with fragrant blossom* *** drive
etuwty asray He stem! a lint* *htl
looking after It. thei pulling hta ce
dawn ever hie *yee end grasping th
stems af her hs'ii tightly in hi
Itvtf^ put pie hand he Started hmwe
Barns' It canid hardly ha called •
pat H wae hwt**» te krcher Hi
•isther wee thee* the deer metht
wno wan an ioe woria vo
a poor part of the city an old. tun >le
down wooden houae, swarming with
tenants, teeming with mlaery, filth and
crime,
Up a crazy flight of atepa. and turn
ing to the right, Arch aaw that the door
of hla mother’a room waa half open, and
the a tor in had heaten In on the floor.
It waa all damp and dlamal, and auch
an Indescribable air of desolation over
everything! Arcn'g henrt beat a little
alower aa he went In. Hla mother aat
In an arm chair by the window, an
uncovered box In her lap, and a min
iature locket clasped In her hand,
"Oh, mother! mother dear$ft!" cried
Arch, holding up the flowers, "only look
what I have got! An angel gave them
to me! A very angel, with hair like the
sunshine, and a blue frock, all real silk!
And 1 have got my pocket full of pen
nlea, and you shall have an orange,
mother, and ever so many nlc# little
things beside, Bee, mother dear!"
He displayed a handful of coin, but
stye did not notice him. He looked at
her through the gloom of the twilight,
and a feeling of terrible awe stole over
him. He crept to her aide and touched
her cheek with hla finger. It was cold
as Ice, A mortal pallor overspread his
face; the pennies and the flowers rolled
unheeded to the floor.
"Dead! dead! My mother Is dead!"
he cried.
lie did not display any of the passion
ate grief which Is natural to childhood
there were no tears In his feverish
eyes. He took her cold hand* In hla
own, and stood there all night long,
smoothing back the beautiful hair and
tulklng to her as one would talk to n
sick child.
It was thus that Mat Miller found him
the next morning. Mat was a little
older than himself a street sweeper,
also. Hhe and Arch had always been
good friends; they sympathized with
I each other when bad luck wan on them,
anil they cheered lustily when fortune
smiled.
"Hurrah, Arch!" cried Mat, a» she
hurst Into the room; "It rains again,
and we shall get a harvest! Good
gracious, Arch! Is your—mother
dead?"
"Hush!” said the boy, putting down
the cold hand; “I have been trying to
warm her all night, hut It'a no use.
Only Just feel how like Ice my hands
are, I wish 1 was as cold all over, and
then they would let me stay with my
mother."
"Oh, Arch!” cried the girl, sinking
down beside him on the desolate hearth,
"It’s a hard world to live In. 1 won
der If, when folks he dead, they have
to sweep crossings, and be kicked and
bo cuffed round by old grandmas when
they don't get. no pennies? If they
don’t then I wish I was dead, too,
Arch!”
"I suppose It's wicked, Mat. She used
to say so, Hhe told me never to get
tired of waiting for God’s own time
lier very words, Mat. Well, now her
time has come, and I am all alone—all
alone! Oh, mother--mother!” He
threw himself down before the dead
woman, and his form shook with emo
tion, hut not a tear came to his eyes.
Only that hard, stony look of hopeless
despair. Mat crept up to him and took
his head In her lap, smoothing softly
the matted chestnut hair.
“Ilnn’t lake on so. Arch, don't!" sh«
I cried, the tear* running down over her
Munburnt face. 'Till he u mother to ye,
Arch! I will, Indeed! I know I'm a lit
tle brat, but I love you, Arch, and Horne
time, when we get bigger, I'll marry
you. Arch, and we'li live In the country,
where there’* bird* and Mower*, and It'a
j Ju*t like the park all round. Don't
feel *0, don't!"
Arch preened the dirty little band*
that Muttered about him for. next to
j hi* mother, he loved Mat.
"I will go out now and call Home
body," she naid. "there'* Mr*. Hill and
Peggy Sullivan, If *he ain't drunk
Hither of them will route!" And u few
! minute* Inter the room wa* Mlled with
the rude neighbor*
They did not think It neceaaary to
1 ' call u coroner. She had been ailing for
a Iona time Heart complaint, the
phyatdan aald «ud *he had probably
1 died In one of tho*n *pa*ui» to which
' »he waa auhject So they
robed her for the grave. and wheu all
9 wa* done, Arch atole lit and laid the
pink* and ro*«e on her breaat
"Oh, mother' mother!" he *a!d. bend*
1 Ing over her In agony, "the neat them
1 to you. and you rhall have them! I
thought they would rneke yuu *u hap
py' Well, maybe they will now' Who
ean tell**'
• The funeral wa* a very poor one a
1 hind etly atlaatuuary prated over the
rent-tin* and he hear*# wa* fulloaed
to poller * Pi*l4 only by M*l aud
\rch i*ag«d and tattered but *tac«re
mourner*
• CIUPtPH II
II KM they ram*
bach klai look
Arab * baud and
led him Into lb*
nrelvbed den abe
vnlled home
Von aball alajr
her*. Arch alth
tlrandma llug*
and me Sb* aaH
tan might ll you M
bn a good buy aa.i
». i not plague the at tlraadma • I
• tough tae but abe ain't kicked me aln>«
f 1 I in* bet rap of I* to* big m hi
kicked now. Sit down, Arch; you
know you can’t e*ay at home now.”
Yea, to be sure he could not atay there
any longer. No one knew that any bet
ter than Arch. The landlord had
warm him out that very mornlitg. A
half-quarter'* rent wh* still due, nnd
the meager furniture would hardly suf
fice to satisfy his claim. Hitherto. Mrs.
Trevlyn had managed to pay her own
expenses, but, now thHt she was gone,
Arch knew that It was more than folly
to think of renting a room. Hut he
could not suppress a cry of pain when
they came to take away the things, and
when they laid their rude hands on the
chair in which his mother died, poor
Arch could endure no more, but H,,,l
out Inf*) the street and wandered about
till hunger and weariness forced him
back to the old haunt.
He accepted the hospitality ofOrand
ina itugg, and mude his home with her
and Mat. The Influences which sur
rounded him were not calculated to de
velop good principles, nnd Arch grew
rude and boisterous, like the oilier
street boys, lie heard the vilest lan
guage oaths were the rule rather than
tlje exception In Urlgg Court, as the
place was called and gambling, and
drunkenness, and licentiousness
abounded, Htlll, It was singular bow
much evil Arch shunned.
Hut there was growing within him a
principle of bitter hatred, which one
day might embitter his whole exist
ence, Perhaps he had cause for It; lie
thought he had, and cherished It with
Jealous care, lest It should be annihil
ated as the years went on.
Prom his mother's private papers he
liesrl Ifiaptmtl r 1111 / * 11 nf hi»r hlnlfirv that.
ho bad before been Ignorant of. Hhe
had never apoken to him very freely of
the punt, Hhe knew how proud und
high hlu temper was, and acted with
wisdom In burying the slnry of her
wrongs In her own breast.
Her father, Hubert Trevlyn, bud
come of a proud family. There was no
bluer blood In the land than that which
run In the veins of the Trevlyns. Not
very fur back they had an earl for their
ancestor, and, better than that, the
whole long lineage bail never been tar
nished by a breath of dishonor.
Hubert was the sole child of hla fath
er, and In him were centered rnany(
bright and precious hopes. Hla father
was a kind parent, though a stern one,
who would never brook a shade of dis
obedience In this boy upon whom bis
fondest hopes und aspirations were
fixed.
When Hubert was about twenty-four
he went Into the country for his health,
which was never very robust, and while
there be met Helen Crayton, ft was
a cane of love at first sight, but none
the less pure und steadfast on that ac
count. Helen was an orphan u poor
seumstress, but beautiful and Intelli
gent beyond any woman he hod ever
met. They loved, and they would not
be cheated out of their happiness by
any worldly opposition. Hubert wrote
to Ills father, Informing him of his love
for Helen, und usklng his consent to
their union. Such a letter as he re
ceived In return! ft bade him give up
the girl at once and return home. If
he ever spoke of her again he was dis
owned forever! He might consider
himself houseless and homeless.
Hubert had some of the proud Trev
lyn blood In his composition, and this
letter roused It thoroughly. A week
afterward he was the husband of Helen
Crayton. He took his young wife to
the city, and, having something of a
talent for painting, he opened a studio,
hoping to receive sufficient patronage
from bis friends to support his family
In comfort.
(TO 1)16 fON riNUBO. I
NEW SUBMARINE BOAT.
In Wlilrh Thru* lHrn €'»n l.lv« I ruler
Wotrr Twnlvn IlfMira.
Yet another submarine boat has been
Invented, or Is tt au old friend under
an assumed name? Be this as It may,
a submarine bout, ordered by the Bra
silian government, was to be tried this
week on the Seine, and the trials being
satisfactory other and larger vessels
are to be built, says the Court Journal
The new boat, which Is named the
(louliet. Is some teweuty-stx feet long,
about ii feet ti Inches tn diameter In the
center, und has u displacement of about
ten tons. The motive power Is supplied
by electricity, and the screw also set ves
the purpose of a rudder, the shaft being
joined so as to enable It tn he turned
either to the right or to the left Three
men, the Inventor rialms, can live un
der water In the Ootihet for twelve
hours with the supply of compressed
I air. This has, of course, to he proved;
hut in the event of anything going
wrong, g lead keel, welghlug over u
tou will lie dropped, and the boat will
at once t ome to the surface like y cork.
(Ill account of electrlcty being Used for
supplying the propelling powei the
sphere of getlou of the new host must
of necessity tie very limited. «» tout
pa•<«> cannot tie used, but It could do
til that Is re*|i«lred of It, If taken uti
board s vessel and launched when the
enemy . ship, were in sight TheGuu
in i . mission Is to throw torpedoes, und
If ths arrangement for throwing these
projectiles can he relied upon, she will
pmve g formidable antagonist fu
sink the Goutlet water la let into coni*
pertinents tn the lower port of the boat
and when It Is aunh to any reputed
; lepih In that position It remains eg
■ a il* the arrangement tor sinking the
Wing so henutlfully and care
fully arranged tine owns# of water
at els to |e*s will cause the MmI tw sing
lower or ouia nearer ike .urines
stupa* st tn. ttUs
The Moods of the Milo are so tea tier
In their coming that fur hundreds of
, yearn they have not varied ten days
In the dale uf their arrival at a gives
julltl The Mike mud which render!
Kg.»t S habitable country, la Mid w
hear n striking reaemhleave lo ihal
which every season la brought dona
hv VI lessor i
..j
PUFFLES.
j Mother Rlckerdyh>*'s Work for j !
Poor Soldiers.
Kmiiimiissi«ii»sgsi«ii»iiiJ!
‘Did you say that Mother Jllcker
dyhe was In Washington?"
"1 did. I saw Imr In the pension
office an hour ago."
‘Tiless my soul! Coll Huff. We
haven't seen that blessed old woman
since the war!"
"Knew her, then, I suppose?"
"Knew her? Well, rather. An angel
appeared with not wings exactly hut
healing, to two poor trumps with brok
en hones, bleeding wounds and starv
ing laid Ins. Mho appeared with heav
enly smiles, and food, and cheer, and
milled night gowns! That's how Huff
got his name.’’
“Well! Always heard him called
‘Huff,’ hut took It to lx* short for Hu*
fus, Ralph, or, maybe, Raphael."
These middle aged men had come to
the is'iisloii office on heslness and to
look over their old camping grounds,
now In the heart of the great capital
city, and this was the story of "Com- !
rade Huff:"
"In IMtft Mam and I were discharged
from a Moiilhern hospital, as aide to |
go home and make room for others.
I
"Know Her f Well, Ifni Iter."
Mu Hie* were fought every ilny, ami the
dying uml wounded brought In hun
dred* to the hospital*. '1'hl* old, omp
ty Nleeve, boy*, tell* my atory, and
Ham bad a bullet m hla hip. It win
Auguat, and the heat Intolerable. Wo
alarted for home, but, traveling on
alow train*, walling at crowded depot* I
In the hot Him ami wanting (-are, our
wound* broke out afrewli. Wo had to
atop off one night on the Ohio A Mo
bile road, crawl Into a little *bauty,
uml lie down, we felt, to die. I’ro
vIhIoiin and bandage* ii*ed up, clothe*
In rng*, and our woiiml* bleeding. 1
crawled half a mile for water and dc
tennlned to wlgnnl the next train nml
beg for food and help. I tied a *ernp
of while paper 1 had picked up to a
atlek, ami about wtindowu waved tny
algnnl up ami down a* the evening
train came by.
The conductor slowed up.
“•Win. do you want'/' be shouted
“"rake it* aboard or leave u* sup
piles!’ I yelled.
‘‘Ham bad stumbled over to tho track,
and we didn't look like IntcrcMilng pa*
•eugera. The train stopped, Off
sprang a muiMhlny, cheery, fair-faced
woman. Hhe carried a bundle almost
as big a* herwelf, and a him k bag, and
a auubonnet hung off her neck. It
was an warm, boy*. Talk about an
gel*! We met one then!
•‘Hhe wild: Why, boy*, you look pret
ty well used up. Hoap and water and
bandage* uml something good In your
poor stomachs. Ilrat, I gue**!' Hhe
grumbled at the nurse* and Kiirgeon*
who could ‘let boys go on In that tlx.'
Out of that bag and bundle came ev
erytblng we needed. We built a fire
and cooked such a supper a* we never !
tacted since! Just we three, In that
• oat ruffle* ai.d lace were not to be rid
iculed.
'Theao gown a, with other garment*
had t*»en given Mothor ltlckerdybe by
wealthy women for ilie hoapltnln, nod
nil the way tlirongh the Smith ahe had
nold the flticat to tile rebel wotneti for
butler, egg* and milk. 'Pheae ahe had
lirougbt along for that purpoae,
"The next morning ahe took ua along
with her to the Held honpllnl. When
nlilo we were acnt. home, ‘unlit for
duly.’ And, lx»yn, Sam goon oil olio leg
—I have only one arm, but I tell you,
whenever anil wherever Mother lllek
etdytio’a face alilnea on ua In thla
world, there'* one arm to wave, and
one willing leg to tramp In her aer
vice."
That very week Mother Itlckerdyhe
met "the latya" and laughed and cried
over them an they told her the atory
of Ruffle*; and "ItiitT" ha a I.. called
by that tinmen nltice I MB.
Ily Margaret dpenoor.
AMKIIM’Ag
Their Falter* a (Irowlna Imlaiatrf
In I'lorliln
While nmal of Hie pineapple* wild In
the Hulled Slatea liave, within recent
yearn, come from Hulm, the cultivation
of thla fruit In Florida him rapidly la
creimcd, and laat aeaaon rai.uoo era tea
were aiilp|M'it from aeclloiia In Hint
a tale other than the Keyn, The out
put from the central and northern part
of the at ale thla year la catlmnted at
!ld,omi era ton, while, but front the dam
age to new plantation* by freezing a
year ago, a crop anmiintltig to -.VM*hi
ora tea wan counted upon for llm next
few moiithn.
The llnliamiin formerly furulabed the
main nupply, which won carried lit
auuill Milling veaaela, taking from four
nix ilaya to reach thla port, while un
favorable wlmln made a voyage of
iu'niiit' tltii'M 11<11 itiiii .iiti I VthMl ttf Him
I>1 im'iii<|il<-M now ruining from Nii**nu
iiiiiI other port* of thl* group me eon
Mlgneil to llaltlmore, where they urn
canned A* ninny nn ft.fttttt,000 of thc*«
pineapple* Imre reui'lieil that elty
within Hie p**t four year*, and Inrgn
•I tin ii 111 Ion nre run nml on the lulmiil.
Nearly ail th<* Cuban plueapple* cnine
to New York, ’JiMi.itnii barrel* mul more
roimt(tilting the Import* for a year.
The*e |iliieu|i|ile* are all grown near
Havana, ami Mhltaueal* eoiillnue dur
lug lint entire year. The *ea*ou be
gin*, however, In the mhlitle of March
anil continue* at It* height for four
month*, while llie Itnlmmn mcmnoii I* a
month later In opening, Home of the
• holee*t pineapple* have In meant
year* eomn from the Inillan Itlver *ee
tlon of Florida, and exceptionally largo
mid high grad" fruit omr* from
j'orto Kleo, The comparatively *nmll
Niippllr* from .lamalm Include wniti
ex i*l cut varletle* which are la Mpeelal
demand.
The delay of a day la the tranxporin
tlon of thl* perUhnble fruit may mean
a heavy In**, and twenty-four hour* of
warm, damp weather may Injure a
cargo to the extent of 150 per cent of
It* original value. No ve**el* *perhil
ly fitted for carrying pine apple* are
yet In *erv|ee. anil thl* lender frail I*
rloMcly packed In uteumei'M carrying
Niigar and other ligating article*.
Quick trmi*|M>rlttilon la *teauier*
cipilpped with Improved ventilation
nnd the be*t * torn go faellltlo*. a* are
already In u*o In the hnnana trade,
would upon up new po*Mlhllltic* for
thl* department of the fruit trade. At
thl* lime when, be*hlo* the ahortuge
suu*ed by the In** In Florida, the trade
In Cuba I* affected by war, prlee* bavo
been high. The trade known to whole
mile grocer* a* Havana xx., thlrty-tlve
pine apple* being reipilred to hll a bar*
rel, now conimanil* $0 p«*r barrel, and
thl* I* also the Importer*’ prlee to
whoe*nli* buyer* for barrel* holding
forty-live and ninety of the fruit.—
tintnen mid |''ore*t.
The *«rela* »l ll»v*e*
In Nome part* of the far Went It
I* *u Id that hor*c* are lining via ugh
-a **
Juai Ha I hraa lu Tb«l l.uuvl* PlM0«
lonely i>lae«* by tbw ratlnut.i •»«***> ,
nt water, anti Mother HU ketili Im |
| waaluit alul ilreaaetl >>l»r WotllMl
i*‘ wo change, ImyaV
* ‘Not »ne tag '
"Out HIW the ImmUe, au>l uiatM*'''
groutnl i«*i*er pgm<la. attm*|ntu*,brt. >1
Hut, loalehea ami telly, loute !«>•
Awe. earn brie night guarha
•••There. boy a; got *»» 1“' eh-'U atone
h«w am* eumforiabto; r*t •» IkO" I
homing*'*, i«*« lb* thtug; a*'ft ami
■•g„ bout I* ,k, *1 at me a ml I I"'1*,' I
•I Hutu, ami we tail It looketl Into t
dear hltie wye* uf *»ur ealut ami we all
la«tghe«l get unity laughr*l* ah* hoy
ni* the lower mirlhaw for whle l*att*l
agea. ami uaetl the U|fer |«« I fer
ahlrla Milt* lta*l a»*Ute wwl of e,lgtug
hut Hatu'a waa trlmmetl aMuml »lm
ue>h, aleerea ami «b»W*' I# 1 h* wal»t
with a whle, attfl « *Wlug turtle II.
falutlt |.t.>t*a*e*l ami irl**l »•* C** •'
(wcbv.1 Htaltle but Mother III, kertl. lie
aahl "'ieter uiliol He* folia boy*
to« , nil tell I ho rein I* 'be* an* h-H#
too good for our •ohlhirw '
%'*W# VffV §•* ^
wtth our aionta- ha full of ■>• *1 1<»»I.
tunutua IhrohlUitg WtMMtda waatietl
• i,4 wraM>«*l la cm*!, cufl ehuba, out
Mtvgg ,U* tail ^rnettt awe* uim%,
I
lutiil mill run in mw int>. i him run
rmrlim |th iiiuiiiI al»nk with It. It
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tvrialttly ruiialili'r itn1 iinnu'latjr of
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I Ii iii Ihhmi m oh iUumi< nttiai'v Tlmy
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|it»t i"> Ii i mum ah l» tint i"*tilmly
MtatitfliinttHl mol mitiiwd fur mnuniiMit
ttoii Tltla Iimi itn-aiia a alraiikf «au
in |uil itif ltiu«i lu If iinmt Im ilia
ultltM'i uf |irinltw limt tut IItf tanka,
il*u aitur t>r lit" alt«H'|t will anawur
ilia luttuiMw uitn it Itt'iiar iltau I ha
Itorar Viu mu fat-la aru mImiimi. nut.
»lit** ahullht tut) lit um, k*uw hot«w» «
If Itwy Mia ffiiWM al nil ilmi wilt
l«" fat' lim iitltmMi lu l» futl |u ialy»
uf lu If mnmniniil At IihmI fur until.*•
SmHuhaliiu Karaiff.
M» aarf *h»
alto II whlallfil mm bn waul, fur
mauI uf thuMklii **l * "tit w, II wat a
imy Vau wunUkk'i Hud a firi w hudi»a
rur want nf ih"mfht
ltt< Sul ah" wuwbla'i whlMita, abad
alb ludiauatMida Journal
ft
j Spring
Medicine
Your blood In Spring U almost certain to
be full of Impurltlea — the accumula
tion of tbe winter months. Iiad ven
tilation of sleeping rooms, impure air
In dwellings, factories and shops, over
eating, heavy, Improper foods, failure
of the kidneys and liver properly to do
extra work thus thrust upon them, ara
the prims causes of this condition. It
la ol tbe utmost Importanoa that you
Purify
Your Blood
Now, as when warmer weather comes and
the tonic effect of cold bracing air la
gone, your weak, thin, Impure blood
will not furnish necessary strength.
That tired feeling, loss of appetite, will
o|s-n the wsy for serious disease, ruined
licullh, or breaking out of humors ahd
Impurities. To niskii pure, rich, red
blood Hood's Harss|>arllla stands un
squalled. Thousands testify to Its
merits. Millions take It as tbelr
Spring Medicine. Uct Hood’s, because
Mood’s
Sarsaparilla
Is the One True Uliaid I'lirlfler. All druggists |l.
Prepared only by I. Jliaal Xil'ii, bowell, Mass.
m ■ If |..|| sre (be mily pill* III tabs
Hood S Pills with llmal'tSarsaparilla.
The <
Unscrupulous
Merchant
who trips to make you believe
some other skirt binding is as
good as --
4-.VV ft”
liian Velveteen SUirt Rinding
should be taught a lesson—
buy it elsewhere.
Look for “ S. h. & M.,M on the Label.
and tala: no other,
If your dealer will not supply you
we will.
Send for (ample! showing label* and materials,
loihe 3 H, fckf Co,, P O Bos 6*9, New York Cltv
ASK YOUR DEALER FOR
W. L. Douglas
•3. SHOE "WoW.dTm‘
It you pay •« to •*> for tlioea, ex- a ^
•mine tlie W. J.. Douglas Shoe, and 9
see what s good alma you can buy lor w ■
OVER IOO STYLES AND WIDTHS,
COItnHKHH, HUTSON,
and l.AOK, made In all
klndaof tlie treat selected
leather Iry skilled work*
men. Wo
make and
•ell more
33 Mine*
than any
other
■imiiiifitiiiirer In the world.
'Ion" genuine unless name and
|oi< • U clamped on tlia liottom.
A*k your dealer for our VS,
wt, *3.110, a3.no, *3.30 shoes;
•3.no, *3 ami *l.7n lor boys.
TAKE NO SUBSTITUTE. Ifyourdealer
cannot aupply you, send .to fac
tory, enclosing price and ]6cents
to pay carriage. State kind, style
ol ton (cap or plain), si/e and
width. Our Custom Dept, will fill
your order. Send for new ] lluv
Hated Catalogue to liox It.
W. L. DOUGLAS, Brockton, Mass.
| The Woman’s
#*| Bicycle...
|n strength, lightness, grace, and
t] elegance finish and equip
• mcnl Model 41 Columbia is un<
fl'.j/ approached by any other make.*
COLUMBIA
1 .addles are reeoimmtndid by rider* and
physicians as proper in shape urn) adjust,
inenl, and miy
detail 11I equipment
contribute* to com*
fott und pleasure.
$l00r;
tests.
POPS
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t 8MOMNQ TOBACCO, {
t 2 »l for & Cenlt, f
iCUT-SLASH!,
t'HKROOrs _3l«»rAltai f
f Ul*» 1 Usual, vt.lb w Itiaiihy. w
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