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CATARRH s OF MEAD THROAT LUNGS STOMACH] \KIDNEE [bladder [female lORGANS THE BEST POMMEL SUCKER , . tN THE WORLD MARK IT HA5 NO EQUAL every** cataloswes rsct SHOWING rwkk kltaC Ok CARMCMTS ANlD HATi A.«J.TOIKft CO.. BOSTON. MASS. 44 IN 3 OR 4 YEARS AN INDEPENDENCE ASSURED If you toko up your homo in Western Can ada.the land of plenty. Iilustrated pamphlets, giving experiences of farmers who have be come wealthy in grow ink wheat, reports of delegates, etc .and full Informutlon us to reduced railway rates can be had on application to the Superintendent of Immigration. Department of Interior. Ottawa. Canada, or to W V. Bennett, sol New York Life Bldg., Omaha. Neb —— -5?—- ..' ■ THC WABASH Ha* It* own rail* and U the #hor** est Une to BUFFALO AND THE FALLS. 5top«over* given ot both points on all ticket*. > w l>Mrrlptl<« Swirr. »•»•*. *U%. tall oo I M*l *|tal, or oddroaa c. «.c«iait. o» i rwtu< !ku *<•'<, kt tons. ——'wjr 'TJ-'JT 4 M hy Not Oo to C1 lifornta? Here's a. suggestion for a holiday trip: Buy a round-trip ticket to Ran Fran cisco at the reduced rates which will be in effect on account of the Epworth league meeting in t hat city in July— go west by way of Denver and Salt Lake City, past all the glorious moun tain scenery of Colorado and Utah— spend a few weeks in California— come home via Portland, Seattle, Ta coma, Spokane and Hillings, Mout. If you have iime, stop off and see Yellowstone Park. A month is suffi cient for the entire trip. In that time you will see more than mout people do in a lifetime. And the expense is almost unbeliev ably small. Write for a copy of the BurlingtoVs Fpworth League folder, which tells all about it - gives you just the informa tion you need about rates, routes, through curs, scenery, stop-overs, etc. J. FRANCIS, General Passenger Agent, Omaha, Neb. Who ties to the right will never get left. I’rlvat* Mailing Card. Private Mailing Card with colored views of scenery on the Chicago, Mil waukee & St. Paul Railway sent on receipt of ten HO) cents in stamps. Address F. A. Miller, General Passen ger Agent, Chicago, 111. If you are ahead, pull. If you are behind, push. Ask your grocer for DEFIANCE STARCH, the only 16 oz. package for 10 cents. All other 10-rent starch con tains only 12 oz. Satisfaction guaran teed or money refunded. A dude dressed out of sight Is very apt to be out of mind as well. Mrs. Winslow s N<K>thlng xvrnp. for children mptblo?, (often* the sums, reduce* In lUintnulon. allays pain.curun wind colic. iocabotUo. Tlie customer doesn't always enlarge his clothes when he lets them out. An **Oltl Home” Week. Following the precedent set by New Hampshire, the legislature of Vermont has set apart the seven days beginning August 11 next as Vermont's old home week. Governor W. W. Stickney has been made president of the association formed to prepare plans for the re union festivities and to carry them out systematically. Cirrler Pigeon Convicted Thief. The expedient of allowing a carrier ligeon, alleged to have been stolen. i fly away from The court in order :hat its home might he known, was idopted in Fast Orange, N. J., the 3?her day. with such success that Geo. [;. nnett was held for the grand jury ri a charge of larceny. He had been ionised of stealing game cocks and i homing pigeon fp-m Robert Euraig, iiit the evidence was so conflicting hat it was decided to send the pigeon ait and see where it went. A feather ,> as plucked from tlie bird and short - y after it laid been released the dove .vas found in Euraig's loft. r iTc P*»mif»:.pnr v Curvo. !Co rt*» ornpi-vnn8"i*««*rr«* r,r*t d. i.r »> '!*■«» f It. Klim- * Great Verve Ke*torer. 4* mi f •» f’KKIv 9').00 trial *><>»♦!, and treatise. ttt. u. il. Kusl, Ltd., y:u Arch St*. 1 biladelpkJ% i’e. Half-heartedness means whole fail ire usually. For weakness, stiffness and soreness n aged people use Wizard Oil. Your Iruggist knows this and sells the oil. Charles Martel, or Charles the Ham mer. carries a mace weighing thirty pounds. FRAGRANT a perfect liquid dentifrice for the Teeth and Mouth New Size SOZODONT LIQUID, 25c ft pi * SOZODONTTOOTH POWDI R, 25c J MV Large LIQUID an 1 POWDLR. 75c £■ At all Storeor by Mail for the price. H ALLcSe RUCKEL, New York. $50 REWARDS bep‘,a for ft rase of backache. nervounncsn, ■leei'lew* dcm, weakoeM, Iohb of vitality, in* clplent kidney,bladder ami urinary disorders that ran not be cured by \ /.! KID-NE-OIDS the great kidney, liver and blood medicine. ROC At ail Urugslsi*. Write for free sample. Address KID-NE-OIDS. St. Louis, Mo. WE use ffRST COLOf EYELETS W.L.DOUGLAS $3. & $3.50 SHOES UNION MADE. a worth of \V. I-. IhxiKliii Hi ami tM.fcO ah»e» i« 94 to 9.'i. Illy 94 •*r.% Uilt Kdee l-im* ruuuot be equalled „ Hi any |»ri«e. . __^ It i* not alone the ltest I. MASS. TSf l,‘a,IH>r that make* a r!rit . /a • !a~vs »hoo It lathe hntitiR. BH^thnt have planned the 1* *1 <1 vie. last ha perfect model of the foot, ami the eonutruetlon of the Rhoc. !l i* mechanical skill ami knowledge that have made IV. I. Itoutdatt rIiocr the t*eRt in the world for men. Take no mul»a|ltote. Intti'iam having W. I.. houiila* nhoe* with name and price stamped on Ixittom. Vour dealer nhotihl keep them, if he does not. *siwt for cal&lou giving full instruction* how to order »*y mail %%. ■<. I>UI iil.AS, llrurkton. Mans. visit graAN - AMERICAN Tt1E ■ EXPOSITION BUFFALO EAST Lake Shore & Michigan Southern Ry. Full particulars on application to I. M, IlYltON, General Western Agent, CHICAGO W. N. U_OAIAHA No. 22 — 1901 Nature's Priceless Remedy DR. 0. PHELPS BROWN S PRECIOUS HERBAL OINTMENT It Cures Through the Pores IdU rest Dr. O. P- Brown, 9£ Rheumatism, Neural ia. Weak Back. Sprains, turns. Sores and all Pain. Cnar|a|;«r«l<'l It or your 0|iCUl(ll UruyrKlst, 'l >Oc» lr he dot** not Aell It, «*vu um hi** name1, and for your trouble, we will Crao Send You n Trial IlCc* Bwuy,Newburgh,N Y. LIKES BUCKWHEAT CAKES. Kiuprror William's Cook Taking Lesions In American Culinary Art. Americans will be glad to learn that a new bond of sympathy has been woven between the German emperor and tht people of the great republic. It is announced that the German sover eign has added buckwheat cakes to the royal menu; also codfish cakes, hominy pancakes, oatmeal and Welsh rarebit! By his order the imperial chef took passage on an American liner, and on the voyage was instructed in the preparation of a long list of typically American dishes. The emperor capitu lated to buckwheat on the occasion of a recent visit to the new Hamburg American yacht, the Prinzcessin Vic toria I„uise. The chef of chefs of the Hamburg-American line is Kinil Fah renhelm of the steamship Deutschland. For the occasioin he was transferred to the yacht and for the kaiser’s break fast prepared a typical American menu, which, so the story goes, so pleased the emperor that ho invited himself to remain for luncheon and dinner. On his return from the theater at mid night he was regaled with a Welsh rarebit. Then it was that the kaiser capitulated. ‘Ach, Gott," he exclaimed fervently, “never have I tasted such delicacies as these buchweizen pfann kuchen and hominy pfannkuchen. They are so light! So tarty! So rich! My cordon bleu shall be instructed in the art of preparing them.” So Herr Voelkers, the Koeniglich-Kaiserllcher mund koch, sailed with the Deutsch land and was put through a course cf culinary sprouts, taking voluminous notes and upon arrival at Cherbourg graduated from the tutelage of Herr Fahrenheim with high honors. Some day he is to make the round trip on the Deutschland and learn further of American cooking. The emperor has but just embtirked upon his culinary conquest and there are still worlds to conquer. The Welsh rarebit will but give him appetite for the golden buck, the codfish cake for brown bread and baked beans, the buckwheat cake for mince pie. And after these there will still remain scrapple and fried mush.— Chicago Chronicle. MAN S SPHERE IN NATURE. F.vnltttion Thcoiiflt* Drchire llo Hits At tained It l>y Slow I>t*£r€»e§. Since Huxley's pioneer work in 18C3 a host of investigators have carried forward the study of structural resem blances connecting the genus man with lower genera aud orders, says Profes sor \V. J. McGee in his address as re tiring president of be Anthropologi cal society of Washington: To lay the physical similarities are among the commonplaces of knowledge, what soever the background of philosophical opinion concerning cause and se quence. During the last decade or two the investigators themselves, with scarce an exception, have gone one step farther and now include sequence of development from lower to higher forms as among the commonplaces of opinion, whatsoever the background of metaphysical notion as to the can*'. There the strictly biologic aspect of the question as to man's place in nature may safely be considered to rest. The chief advances in anthropology have related to what men do and what men think, and the progress has been such as to indicate with fairly satisfactory clearness the natural history of human thinking, as well as that or human do ing. As is shown by the latest re searches, the mental workings of the human are analogous with those of the lower animals, while the range from the instinct and budding reason of higher animals to the tbftiking of the lowest man would seem far less than that separating the beast-fearing sav age from the scientist and statesman. In short, the evident tendency of the science of anthropology is. according to Professor McGee, toward the establish ment of a mental as well as a physical evolution of man from a prototype of lower rank in the animal kingdom.— Chicago Chronicle. 8lan<lt»r by riu>no?ra|>ti. Slander by phonograph is the latent invention of malice. In a suburb of Berlin a sewing machine dealer had a squabble with one of his agents, so, unable to think-of another way of in juring him, he conceived the idea of slandering and defaming him in public by means of a phonograph. He con fided to one of these Instruments a declaration that he had denounced his enemy for forgery and embezzlement, and placed it in a conspicuous place in the beer-room of the local inn. Soon afterwards guests entered the chamber and put their pence in the slot, where upon they were shocked at the serious charges against one of their acquaint ances. A slander action followed. The phonograph was brought into court as a witness; but the instrument seemed to have got a Hint of the base purpose to which it had been applied for it re fused to repeat the calumnies! There were, however, a sufficient number of witnesses to prove that the remarks had been made by the instrument on the day in question so the court found for the plaintiff; and the defendant, i whose conduct was characterized by j the magistrate as “malignant,” was ' lined fifty shillings! I.fttly of 4 herokcte't. Mrs. Susan Sanders of the Cherokee nation, a Cherokee by blood, is a | leader of her people. She lately made : two trips to Washington to get a bill passed by congress “to prevent in : fruders. citizens by marriage and re I aervators form sharing In the- lands and annunities of the Cherokee na tion.” She drew up the bill and thu letter to the committee on Indian af fairs accompanying it. Mrs. Sanders is familiar with all the laws and treaties governing the Cherokees. God said—Let there he light !" Grim darkness felt his might, And fled away: Then startled seas and mountains cold Shone forth, all bright in blue and gold. And cried—“’Tis day! 'tis day!" “Hail, holy light!" exclaim'd. The thunderous cloud, that flamed O’er daisies white: And lo! the rose, in crimson dress'd, 1.can'd sweetly on the lily's breast; And, blushing, murmur’d—“Light Then was the skylark born; Then rose the embattled corn; Then lloods of praise Flow’d o’er the sunny hills of noon; And then, in stillest night, the moon Pour'd forth her pensive lays. Lo, heaven's bright bow is glad! Lo, trees and flowers all clad In glory, bloom! And shall the mortal sons of God - 15c senseless as the trodden clod, And darker than the tomb? No, by the mind of man! By the swart artisan! By God, our Sire! Our souls have holy light within. And every form of grief and sin Shall see and feel its tire. By earth, and hell, and heaven, The shroud of souls is riven! Mind, mind alone I> light, and hope, and life, and power! Faith's deepest night, from this bless'd hour. The night of minds is gone! “The Press!" all lands shall sing; The Press, the Press we bring. All lands to bless: O pallid Want! O Labor stark! Behold, we bring the second ark! The Press! the Press! the Press! The Painting of Satan. BY ETHELYN LESLIE HUSTON. (Copyright, 1S01, by Pally Story Pub. Co.) Although the rest of the guests—of the gentler sex—at the Hotel Helena sometimes said unkind things about Mrs. Weston, that lighthearted little lady was, perhaps, like a certain per son not mentioned in polite society, not quite as black as she was painted. It is true she did like to talk to interest ing men, whether they happened to be married or not, and the men, interest ing and otherwise, liked very much to talk to her. And when Mr. Hartlelgh began to show a distinct preference for her society in that lazy hour or two after dinner while digestion went com fortably on to the soothing strains of the mandolin orchestra, Mrs. Weston took it as a matter of course. The Hartleighs had always shown their fondness for each other as much as good breeding would permit, and to the casual observer, there was no change in their mutual regard. But Mrs. Weston scented trouble through her high-bred little nose as accurately as a thoroughbred racer sniffs danger borne to his quivering nostrils on the summer breeze. And when Hartleigh brought Ills in dolent post-prandial revolutions to an anchorage beside her chair, she re ceived him with the tact that questions not, blit waits. And such tact is worth unminted gold to women, if they but knew it. A few do. So. one evening, she learned all about it. She knew that Hartlfigh was not In love with her, and she knew that Hartleigh’s wife, under her usual gently graclocs air, was fretting about the intangible something that had thrust Its Banquo-ghost into their hap piness. That evening when Hartleigh made some reckless statements to her about her irrisistable attractions generally i "But Mrs. Hartleigh." anil his appreciation thereof, and all the rest of it, Mrs. Weston nodded her ' sensible little head and assumed an air of fitting gratitude for the compli j ifient paid her, and then faltered, with i a becoming touch of hesitation, and n quite fetching little quaver in her soft voice—“But—Mrs. Hartleigh—" Hartleigh tossed his cigar behind the | gas-log of the big fireplace and said, with gloomy irritation: “Oh. she doesn't care. The best o. : us are conceited beggars, you know, j and I used to think she did, which show* what an ass a man is.” Mrs. Weston smoothed a smile from her lips with her big black fan. “And because she doesn’t,” she re flected. while tier eyes danced. “I am to be a sop to his lordship's vanity. Dear. dear. How very clumsy men are, to be sure. But I'll try to fix the thing up. Though I'll get no thanks for it. One never does.” So she purred a few sympathetic purrs, which are all a clever woman needs to do when a man is bothered, and the whole story came out. Hartleigh, it appeared, had gone to his wife's desk to scribble a note one Had seen an open l.etter. evening when she happened to be out, and on pulling out a drawer for some note-paper, had seen an open letter that had been tossed carelessly In there. His sense of honor was too fine to tolerate any thought of reading what was not intended for his eyes, but the second’s glance caught two or three words that had sent their sting down into his heart’s core. And he had closed the drawer, and that was all. “And you have not spoken of it to her?’’ asked Mrs. Weston, “No. What's the use?” he replied drearily. “She’s tired of me, I suppose, hut I cannot very well go and ask her to say so. The woman must take the initiative in a thing of that sort.” Mrs. Weston nibbled the edge of her fan and the muscles around her pretty mouth twitched. Hartleigh had en tirely forgotten, in the unburdening of his sick soul, that he had declared a deep and abiding passion for Mrs. Weston but five minutes before, and was plunged in gloomy reverie. Mrs. Weston pressed the fan sternly against her rebellious lips, and finally turned toward him a face of becoming grav ity. “Perhaps it is not as bad as it looks,” she said seriously. “We may prove an alibi yet. Go away now, and givo Mr. Stanton your seat. You have been talking to me long enough, and the tabbies are looking unutterable things my way.” Thus while she talked sweetly to tho enraptured Stanton, her busy and clever brain was at work on the Hart leigh problem. She was unshaken in her belief that Mrs. Hartleigh was in love with hut one man. and that man was Hartleigh. Consequently, that let ter—or portion of letter—that Hart leigh had accidentally seen, must have some explanation. But how to get at it? It is a thankless task to try and set the matrimonial misunderstandings ami unpleasantnesses of one's friends slight, and Mrs. Weston sighed as sho resigned hersolf to the ordeal. The tabbies looked daggers and battering rams as they saw her lift her eye brows in Hartleigh’e direction and that gentleman promptly resume the seat Stanton had Just vacated at a slightly more imperative signal from Mrs. Stanton. "My beloved Christian friend,” said Mis. Weston, gravely. “There is one thing due Mrs. Hartlelgh, under all circumstances, and that is an apology. ‘‘Because I—?” "Exactly. It was a breach of honor, however innocent, and it is incumbent upon you, as ‘an officer and a gentle man,' to admit your indiscretion, or error, and make the amende honor able generally ” Hartleigh drew a long breath, and moved uneasily in his chair. "Well, it will be dashed unpleasant,’’ he said hesitatingly. "But If you think there is no other way—and it is tho proper thing—” "Assuredly, the proper thing,” said his mentor sternly. "You had no right to fumble around the private desk of anybody, and if you found something you did not want to find, that was retribution. And the penalty thereof is sack-cloth and ashes.” "But If she is permitting some black guard to write things—’’ "Yon do not know what she is per mitting, or anything about it,” said Mrs. Weston. "But I tell you I saw——” "Three words. Eaetly. And there by hangs a history which you have filled in with the aid of a vivid imag ination—and doubtless some personal experience—” (Hartleigh again moved uneasily in his chair—"and it has never entered your head that there may be some things in the heavens above and the earth beneath, of which you are not altogether cognizant. In any case, two wrongs do not make one right. 1 had that in my copybook at school. You must apologize.” Tho next evening the bistre shadows that had begun to deepen around Mrs. Hartleigh's soft gray eyes, were gone, and the Helene guests congratulated her on tho deliverance from the dull headache that had clung to her so loug. After dinner, Hartleigh drew Mrs. Weston aside for a moment. He told her how Mrs. Hartleigh had insisted upon liis reading the whole letter, which was the unwise effusion of an unwise man who had loved her long before she met Hartleigh, and had written her a stormy reproach for not even requiting his long devotion with a sign of friendly interest in his wel fare. Hartleigh was /immensely relieved and a good (leal ashamed of himself, and after he had explained fully, out of the gladness of his heart, and di lated upon the blessings that Heaven had bestowed upon hint, and of which ho was most unworthy, and bored poor Mrs. Weston almost to extinction, he took himself off to hang over the back of his wife’s chair for the greater part of the evening. And always after that Banquo-epi sode of the Hartleigh’s. Mrs. Hart leigh's demeanor toward Mrs. Weston was tinged with a chill reserve. Which Mrs. Weston received with the calm philosophy of one who knows her kind. “Blessed is the peace-maker,” she quoted to herself, with her shrewd lit tle smile. “And 1 could have made all sorts of trouble, had I wished. Dear, dear." And she smiled on Mr. Stanton sweetly and plaintively asked him the secret of his perennial youth, while Mrs. Stanton glared at her icily, and presented her with a large and heavily bead-armored shoulder for the balance of the evening. Sklrli a* Dust Sirecperfl. One of the local councils in a district of Vienna has directed all women fre quenting public parks and gardens un der their jurlsdicton to hold up their skirts if they would otherwise trail upon the ground. The notice spates that these inclosures are devoted to the recreation of persons desirous of escaping from the dusty town, and therefore the authorities object to the dust being swept into heaps by the trailing skirts. Even so far back as the reign of Edward II long trains were de rigueur. This is .what one of the monks says: “1 heard a proud woman who wore a white dress with.a long train, which, trailing behind her, raised a dust even so far as the altar and the crucifix. But as she left the church and lifted up her dress on ac count of the dust, a certain holy man saw the devil laughing. He asked him the cause and the devil replied: ‘A companion of mine was just,sitting on the train of that woman, using it as a chariot, hut when she lifted it up my companion was shaken off into the dust and so I laughed.’ ” Evidently the local councils of Vienna are somewhat antiquated in their notios. Peeking Aetna* at Neighbor*. A person who constructs a building upon his own property with windows In it, upon the side facing his next neighbor’s property, so that the pri vacy of the latter’s residence is inter fered with, can not bo made by his neighbor, by injunction to close the windows, holds the Supreme court of Louisiana, in the case of Bryant vs. Sholars C’!» So. Rep. :ir»0). the latter's remedy being to establish screens upon his own property. Katun In Ualurn. A learned philosopher of Edinburg after mature study has come to the conclusion that Saturn is the dwelling place of Satan, no hereafter you no-d not tell your friends to go to hades A polite insinuation that his natural sphere is wlthn the rings of Saturn will be sufficient.— -San Francisco Call