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Choose the Be.! Lands.
Southwestern Missouri lands are the
most fertile in the country. The soil
is productive and a good crop always
assured. An abundance of the best of
good, pure water. Special inducements
are being offered just now for those
desiring to secure lands in this part of
the west For particulars, regarding
the rich mineral, fruit and agricultural
lands of southwest Missouri write to J.
M. i'urdy, manager of Missouri Land
and Live Stock Co., Neosho, Missouri.
See advertisement in another column
of this paper.
To strain Jelly,
An ingenious woman says a good
strainer for jelly may be made by US
1, Ing a wooilen chair without rails on
the inside. Turn it upside down on
the table, lake a perfectly clean cloth,
tic the four coi ners on the legs of the
H chair, setting a crock or pan under
neath to receive the jelly. The cloth
should be dipped in boiling water be
fore using. Jellies may be strained a
third time If necessary.—Fittsburg
, j . Dispatch.
Hall's I atarrh Cor*
la a constitutional cure. Frice, 75c.
Language.
"No,” the warmly rejoined, *‘I will
not admit that the spheres of man and
woman are essentially distinct Cer
tainly not It is true tiiat woman can
not at present nail down a carpet, but
you don’t Imagine, therefore, that she
could not, were she properly educated,
attain to a sufficient command of lan
guage.”—Detroit Tribune.
We will forfeit 11,0 0 if any of our pule
lislif-d testlrnonln * are | roven to lx- not
genuine. Tug Fiso to., Warren, Fa.
When E J. (Slave died on the Congo
last year, after having crossed Africa
in the interest of The Century, it was
announced thnt his noteH. journals
arid photographs had been saved.
From these a group of separate papers
has been made up, UDd the first one
will appear in the August Century.
This tells of the adventures of Mr,
Olavu for nearly a year while he was
with the liritish troops, who were
chasing the Arab slave traders.
How lo Grow 40c Wheat.
Halzer's Fall Seed Catalogue tells
you. it's worth thousands to the
wideawake farmer. Send 4-cent stamp
for catalogue and free samples of
- i . M J.. 11 _i
t MIND »liu f(iitncn,a tvi
John A. Salzer Seed Co., LaCrosse,
Wis. __
McClure's Magazine for August ia to
be a mid-summer fiction number, with
f stories by Octave Thanet, Stephen
C rane, Clinton ltoas, K. \V. Thomson
ft and Annie Eliot. Stephen Crane'a
story will exhibit the hero of his suc
cessful novel, “The Red Radge of
Courage,” grown and old man, but
still capable of a fine act of bravery;
Clinton Ross’ will deal with Perry's
historical tight and victory on Lake
Erie; and Annie Eliot's will depict a
sprightly love episode in a Yale and
Harvard boat race.
A tiKKAT ISOPsTKY The Htark Bro s
Nurseries, this city and Kockport. Hi.. Is a
veritable beehive. The propagating plants
of the "Two Tikes," enlarged. "Old Pike's”
salesmen work from New York Westward,
'I he office force is hurrying out ft W) new
style canvassing oulllts, photos of fruits,
trees, orchards, packing, fruit palmed from
nature, etc. Several departments give all
their time to securing salesmen, htark
lire's have room for energetic solicitors.
With such progress, and millions of fruit
trees, dull times unknown.—[Louisiana,
Missouri, Tress.
Fifteen years ago the Atlantic Month
ly gave Mra Stowe a breakfast on her
seventieth birthday at which a nota
ble company was gathered. At her
death it pays a tribute to her in aorne
ways quite as significant The leading
article in the number for August is
Reminiscences of Mrs. Stowe by Mrs.
James T. Fields, who was tier intimate
friend during the whole period of her
fame.
ANY ONE who has been benefited
by the use of Hr. Williams’ Pink Pills,
will receive information of much value
and interest by writing to "Pink
Pills," P. O. Rox 1592. Philadelphia, Pa.
tils I ocatlou.
"I live in a town," said the bewhisk
ered man, who was tilted back in the
hotel etiair smoking a rank cigar,
“where a father, two sons and an
uncle, all members of the same family,
ran for office at tne last election."
"Pardon me," ventured a bystander,
"but what part of Ohio are you from.”
— New York Sunday World.
V
I
Gladness Comes
With a better understanding uf the
trauaieul uature uf the main |>hj a
U-al Ilia, which vanlnh before protiereh
forte gentle elturte |>lea*aul rlfoits
ngbtlv >11 re, ted There la oumfott la
the knowledge that *u u»auv forms of
skkweaa are not >lua tu auy actual dta
raw but slut |»ly tu a inUstUW trd i-oluil
ttua uf the system. which the |>lea»aot
family laaative, Myruguf tigs wr»u>fi
ly reuMire* That la why It la the uaiy
remedy with millions uf families, andte
• eviy where esteemed *u highly b* all
whu value good health. It* heaaf, tel
rfik are due tu the fact, that it I* the
uue remedy which prsunotea internal
t Wnnllneaa without dehilitatiag the
(>«MH ua whkh it acta It la there hue
all lw|wrteat, ta order tu get it* hear
ft ta! effect* tu aute wheti you gur
h chase, that you hare the geaulu* arti
eh which la manufactured hy the fall
ho Mia 1% hyrug tu ,«lji aid add hy
ail renatahm draggtata
If tu the ra>>ywrsl of g*»«l health,
sed the at stout * regular la satire* u*
other reused tea are the* not a reded If
afMh'ted with auy actual disease, uae
may he euasmeadjed tu the am*t shillful
tditehtaa*. hut if la need uf a leaatire
.ate ahuMM hare the heat, eud with t|te
•flMafMMf eeeeywhere ftyrug uf
i |* stands high*** aad ta wuwt largely
twad aad girea stoat general eat Ufa* tUrn
AUNT’S ADVENTURE,
es&r^ VBNINO had
closed darkly round
the little brown
farm-house in the
hollow; gray No
vember nightfall
and the wild Ni
J«« figura of crimson
sunset Are had
==£- y - - - poured Its flaming
.tides long since In
to the great unseen
ohallce of splendor that IDs hidden
somewhere beyond the western hori
zon—the monumental urn where rest
entombed alike the days crowned with
roses, and those baptized In tears.
There was no sound without, save the
branches of the huge sycamore tree
^haflng uneasily against the moss-en
ameled roof, and the plaintive wind
among the brown and scarlet drifts of
leaves that carpeted every dingle of
the woods.
Nobody would have suspected Peter
of such romantic meditation, as he
sat there sorting out seed corn and
packages of blue beans on his round
table, and labeling them with porten
tous deliberation.
There was a third person, sitting in
the red hearth glow, however; a young
man of about twenty-four years of age,
with dark brown hair and eyes to cor
respond, who amuaed himself by tanta
lizing Aunt Miriam’s kitten with the
good lady's ball of yarn—the animal,
like all the rest of her sex, becoming
more and more anxious for the woolly
sphere the higher It was held!
"So you’ve really mode up your
mind to get married, Jamee~-do atop
teasing that kitten!” said the old lady,
with a constrained voice.
“Yea, Aunt Miriam; It Isn’t good (or
man to be alone, you know.”
There was a silence again. James
Arnett wound and unwound hla yarn
very unnecessarily; Uncle I’eter eyed
hla seed peas thoughtfully, and Mrs.
Kenner knit energetically on, with
puraed'iip lips and a scarcely percepti
ble shrug of the shoulders.
"Aunt Miriam, I wish you would see
Mllllcent,” said the young man at
length.
"1 can’t say I have any desire to aee
your city young ladles, James,” aald
Aunt Miriam, coldly; ’’they’re too fine
spun for an old woman like me. White
hands and piano-playin’ may be very
grand—I dare say it Is—but it don’t
suit my taste.”
“But, aunty, I am sure you would
like her. Come, now, do be reasonable,
and go over to Squire Brownell’s with
me tonight. She la spending a week
at her grandfather’s and she would be
so much gratified to aee you!"
“Thank you, 1 ain’t curious on the
subject,” responded Aunt Miriam,
primly. "Only I heerd that Mis’
Brownell hud a bad stroke of the rheu
matiz and 1 don’t see how she gets
along to wait on her new-fangled
granddarter!"
”1 can’t understand why you are so
prejudiced against poor Millicent,
Aunt Miriam," said the young man,
uneasily. 1 won’t disguise from you
that it makes me unhappy to think of
marrying without the approval of one
who has been a mother to me and
yet-”
“And yet you are determined to go
your own gait; that’s the plain English
of it, James,” said Aunt Miriam.
“Well, I s’pose you can do without my
consent; you’ll never get it, anyhow!”
And she poked the fire vigorously, as
the old clock began to strike.
• are YOU CRAZY?”
"Seven o’clock!” ejaculated Jamee,
starting up, "and I promised to t>e at
the poitofllce by tbla time There’s 'o
be a meeting about the minister’s
Thanksgiving donation party, you
know. Uncle 1‘eter! Hlees me, I didn't
Imagine bow late It was."
And. with a gay. parting nod to hla
Aunt be disappeared.
"There he guea aa good a boy aa
exer lived,” said Uncle I’eter; "but I
gueaa afore the evenin' tomes to an
end, he’ll contrive to get round to
Squire Itrowuell’o. Miriam, you moy
os woll aay yea."
before Uncle Refer had Bnlshed hla
tank and announced hla determine!! m
of going to bed. Aunt Miriam had de
cided oo o plau to grotlfy her deeire
to tee MIIUcool, end yet noi accompany
James oo a formal coll She tmpa
llenity walled for her husbond to re
(Ire. and then as impatiently for the
easel signal of hie sleep At Iasi II
tome, sad she hurriedly laid oalde her
touting
She pondered a oecead or two longer
Ikon ruee hurried)» esiiagulahlag the
little condlo that stood lo o shlaiug
broan cnndlo-aiteh on the montel. Its
looed O at a we at to Ike unbroken mo
tremor of facie Route eaereo, and \
muMlng a shawl round her head with- 1
draw the hoil of the ktiebeo door, and
sropt out Into the storleeo |lwn of
Ike Nevemhot night1
It woa but o abort distant# under j
iCo teeSeee branches of Ike gnarled
oM apple tree and low the lo’hpthe
rood Auht Miriam felt o llitlo eon
*>-too>e-etrWheo ae she lifted lb*
wtehot of Squlro groooeli a goto, and ,
stole nolt loftty up the chrysanthemum
bordered walk; she couldn't help won
dering what Elder Oliver would say If
he were to become aware that she. the
sagest old lady In his congregation,
were prowling about like u thief In the
night.
"It's all for .la" , s’ sake," snld the
venerable dame, under her breath, as
she pushed aside the great sweetbrlar
that hung over the panes, and peeped
slyly Into the window.
Mrs. Brownell sat In a big arin-ehalr
by the fire, her feet swathed In flannel;
the squire was smoking his pipe over
a three-days-old newspaper, and be
fore a pine table, at the end of the
room, stood a rosy-cheeked girl, of
perhaps seventeen, the sleeves of her
crimson merino dress rolled up abovs
a pair of exquisitely-dimpled elbows,
and her hands burled In a wooden tray
of flour—engaged, In fad, In the opera
tion which housekeepers call "setting
a sponge." Bo mueh at home did she
seem In the culinary art that Aunt
Miriam said to herself, very decidedly:
"This can't be the city visitor; I
wonder where she Is?" when her
doubts were all dispelled by Mrs.
Brownell's voice:
"Mllllcent, I wish you'd write out the
recipe for that cako you made for tea
•I don't see where you learned to be
so hAndy about the house?"
"Why, grandmamma!" said the
young lady, golly, "you seem to forget
that my mother was educated under
your eye. Bhe does not believe that
L’eanak »»»./! mnuln n i.n/.ei/t k I h ■/ t hu I
a girl needs to learn. Now do put
those stockings down—I'll see that
they are duly mended by and by.”
Aunt Miriam turned away from the
window more bewildered than ever,
but with a very satisfied feeling stir
ring under the heap of prejudices that
had filled her kind old heart. If. this
were the much-talked of Mllllcent,
things might not be so very bad after
all. And Mllly worked at her sponge,
the merry smiles dimpling over her
face, like sunshine on a bed of roses,
utterly unconscious of the audience of
"one” who was now contemplating u
retreat.
But the adventures of the night were
not yet at a close. As Aunt Miriam
groped her way toward the path, la
menting the pitchy darkness of the
night, and the crackling of the crisp
leaven as her not very elastic foot
shuffled through them, every pulse In
her frame came to a sudden pause of
terror, as a pair of muscular arms were
thrown around her, and a moustache
came in contact with her cheek! Such
a kiss Aunt Mlrlarn couldn't remem
ber its like since the days when Peter
Fenner courted the beauty of the vil
lage. In vain she struggled breathless
ly to escape—whoever the Individual
might be, he didn't do things by
halves, and evidently had no disposi
tion to relinquish bis prize.
“My darling little Mllly! how old
you know I was coming to-night?”
Then came another kiss, before Annt
Miriam could exclaim. In stifled ac
cents:
"James Arnett, are you crazy? Do
let go of me, and behave like a sensi
ble creature!”
The arms unclasped with electric
speed.
"Aunt Miriam! how on earth-"
“Hush! don’t speak above your
breath! There now—If you're going to
laugh like that, you’ll raise the town!"
"I—1 can’t help It, Aunt Miriam,”
gasped James, climbing to the gate
post and vainly trying to check the
gusts of laughter that would come.
What will Vncle Peter say? Who
would have expected to find Mrs. Fen
ner, Vice-President of the Dorcas So
ciety?”
"James, hold your tongue, If you
don't want me to box your ears. And
If you breathe a word of this to any
living soul-’’
"Well, I won’t. Aunty—I won’t
upon my word; only the whole affair
is so supremely ridiculous.”
"Nonsense!” said Aunt Miriam, slip
ping through the gate. “There, you
needn't turn back with me, you silly
boy. Go In and see Mllly—I know
that's what you prefer. And Jamie-’’
"Well, Aunt Miriam?"
*Tve changed my mind about that
little Mllly of yours. I don't believe
you can find a prettier wife, or a bet
ter, to settle matters as soon as you
please, and we ll see whether your
Aunt Miriam has forgotten bow to
make a wedding cake."
"But are you In earnest, Aunt?”
"Never wu» more ao In my life.
"What ha* altered your convictions?
Surely I may ash that one quest Ion’"
"That isn't at all to the purpose,
young man Hut remember, not a word
of this ridiculous adventure!"
"You know how to administer bribe*
Aunt Miriam." said the youth, gaily,
as he enfolded the old lady la hi* arm*
and gave her a third hie*.
Through th* claries* darkueaa *h«
hurried under th* wlnd-ie**ed apple
tree, and beneath the friendly shadow
of her own porch, where I'neie deter •
more* ret feeou'aded like mutBrd
trumpets.
"What makes you w lata, wife?" de
maadsd a drowsy vote* from the laasr
apartment. as she gilded around, re
placing ehawle and wrappers 'ft*
been as fast asleep aa a dormouse I
an belters but I did thlah I beard the
click of tbe boll."
"It meet bare been the bitten among
ike tm pan*.' quoted Aunt Miriam
Ibe nearest appro*, h le a 9b ab* seer
indulged la. before or after.
bad la eubeequeal Ufa. abea tbs
9rm convict tun seised b*e that Jam**
Arnett bad imparted her secret la
•trot «oabde*t* at IKPM tn bte
pretty wife *h* »»*a*ot#»l betself br
ea* tag mentally
Well. I 4ea't rare If be baa Hr my
part. I aball aloayt be (lad at (bat
poop tpto dqulre Hroo veil • eiedew.
A pound of phoepberua bends IM*
Nf maisbea.
INQUISITIVE WOMAN IN WHITE. |
Entertained n « »r Foil end Worried a
I’oliir Conductor*
I The power on the 2d avenue trolley
line that run* to Bensoiihurst, Brook
! lyn, suddenly failed late Sunday after*
: noon and cars were stalled along the
I dusty road about a mile from Ulmer
park, says the New York Times.
Lightning had begun to dance aoross
the angry-looklng clouds and ths
thunder kept up a continuous growl. t
About flve minutes after the cars bad 1
stopped a middle-aged woman, dressed
In white, came out of one of the little
houses along the road. She got Into a
2d avenue car and took a seat.
"Can you transfer me to 3d avenue?"
she asked the conductor.
"Yes, ma'am," was the reply.
"Are you sure?"
"Quite sure, ma’am."
The woman seemed satisfied. Pres- I
enlly she asked:
"How long before the car starts?”
"That depends, ma'am," said the con
ductor.
"Ten minutes?”
"Anything up to half an hour may
be only flve minutes, though," replied |
the conductor.
"Well, anyway, you can transfer ms :
to 3d avenue?” repeated the woman.
The conductor showed her bis trans
fer tlcketpad, with the words, "2d av
enue to 3d avenue,” on each ticket. Tbs
woman nodded her head, an If satisfied!
In less than a mlntue, however, she be
gan again:
I "Are you quite sure, now” Because
I don’t want to get caught In the
rain, you know," glancing at the
threatening clouds. The conductor
reassured the woman, politely. "Be
cause my mother," she went on,
"took a 3d avenue car and couldn’t
get a transfer to a 2d avenue car-~no,
I mean she took a 2d avenue car and
couldn't get a transfer to a 3d avenue
car. So I hope you are right.”
Everybody In the car was listening
with a suppressed smile by this time,
but the conductor’s face was quite
grave when he again Informed tbs
woman that she could get the transfer
all right.
She sat silent for a few minutes
after that. Then, suddenly Jumping
up, she said:
"You haven’t rung me up yet, have
you?”
"No, ma'am, you haven’t paid your
fare yet," said the conductor.
“Well, 1 guess I'll try another car,
then,” and she picked up her skirts
and started down the road.
The conductor mopped hts forehead
while be drew a deep sigh.
"My,” be said to the man In the rear
seat; "but them women don’t aak
questions, do they?”
Meanwhile, the woman in whita
walked down the line of stalled cars,
attacking every conductor In turn.
Just as she reached the last one, which
whs so crowded that she could not get
get a seat, the storm burst In all Its
fury, and In less than a minute her
white dress looked like a fishing net.
No Oood.
“How do you like your new music
teacher?”’
"He’s no good.”
"Why, what makes you think so?”
"Yesterday I played a common tune
clear through and he didn't say it
would take a week's practice to offset
the harm done.”—Cleveland Leader.
A C'abbifc Httttl.
That was a ready retort of the Bath
amateur who, when a cabbage was
thrown upon the stage, announced that
the party who had lost his head could
have the same by coming forward.—
Lewiston Journal.
NOTES OF THE DAY.
The city of Jerusalem Is becoming
modernized. There are now eight
printing offices In the city.
There Is a lime tree at Nuestadt.
Wurtemberg, which is said to be the
largest In Europe. It Is over 1,000
years old.
In an Eastbourne, England, paper
"A Baronet's Orandson” offers to give
irrttmiM in uicycie riuiug at u ■uiHinia
a lesson.
The night watchman In Albany, Mo.,
rings the big bell when he thinks the
clouds Indicate the approach of a
heavy atortn.
According to Leuweuboek there are
aulmalculae so small that 10,000 of
them could be bidden under the dueet
grain of sand.
The number of horses killed for con
sumption as food In I’arta last year
i was 23,1 Mi, this being escluelve of 44
mules and 3k3 donkeys.
According lo the method which Is
: now adopted for reckoning leap years
la Kngtand. December, January and
February will be the summer months (
, about 7W,ooo years beats
Wyoming la te have a new national
j park. A treaty baa been concluded
i with the Mhoehoas and Arapahoe tribe#
! for the com ion ta lbs government of a
i section of laud ten miles square in one
carper of the reservation
A graph!. Idea of the immense else
; of dlbarle mat ha gleaned from the i
billowing compertewp All of the
•raise. hlpgdoma. petheipallUea sm |
1 01**#. ale., of Kurup# tegcept Moaatei. !
| *P4 All nf the t’nlied Ntetea. ia«ludieg
btaehn, avoid he placed side by aide la
Mtbsrta, and yet but Mills asrv than
cover that immense territory
The largvet gray volt hilled by dog*,
so tar as yet bur.l from we* taken at
the Ouse bill#. Wyoming The animal
measured I M I laches from the
P“lut uf hie none to the root of hie Mil
and stood >4 Ip. hee high Fvem tha
patpt uf hie peas to the top of hie bead
•*a II is,h*o end hla hid# eloa#
, asighad tveply pounds j
IIer MhJmIj Ipprote*.
Queen Victoria haa beatowed her
gracious countenance on women'a
cluta, and they are , iic-rearing In nuni
tars The Oreon I’urk t lub la one of
the beat of there orir ini/.atlona In Lon
don. and ia at the aunu- tune one of tho
moat nrlstocralic. To thia club the
queen baa aent her portrait, with her
autograph. Tho La<iles' international
I lub ia one of the ncwoat dobs in the
Kngliah metropolis Ita home ia in
Bond street. Ita avowed desire ia to
entertain friends from all purta of
Kngiand and from foreign countries aa
well, particularly the United Ntntes.
New York club women have, therefore,
a warm peraonal interest in the new
London International.
A Veil of Mist
lllrlnv at morning or evening from aotno
lowlands, often carries In Itr folds the »< e ia
of malaria Where malarial fever prevail
no one I* ante, iinli-sr piotected by roine
cillclriit medicinal rnfeginrd llorlctle; a
' Uimach llltlerr lr hoth a prole, lion and a
remedy .No perron who Inhatdlr, or so
journ* In a miasmatic region r country,
ai.oiild emit to procure t hi* fortifying agent,
which I* aim the tlucat known remedy for
dyspepsia, constipation, Money trouble and
rheumatism.
If the henr are well cared for while mint
ing they will lay hofore winter.
'I he duiit l ath la absolutely necearary for
fowl*.
If the llaliy I* tint tin* Teem.
•a aura and um that old and wall triad ran.rdy, Mas
Wtsaiaiw’a auotaiao grave for Child ran TaatMng
A diet, of fruit and milk, It I* raid, will
reduce tlcali at the rate of five pound* a
week.
I
lii I'uture Warfare.
“Kir* low!"
The general wai experienced in war
fare. and hi* troop* trusted him
“It will be a hard tight," but we will
win if you do a* 1 say. h ire low and
puncturtfthelr lire*"—New York Sun
day World.
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