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After the death of Laro a new and
•omewhat better order of things pre
, vailed among the so-called “Pirates of
the Gulf.”
Now under the direct leadership of
T.afitte alone, and with better oppor
tunities for knowing his chivalrous na
ture, the larger body of them followed
unquestioningly his more merciful and
less lawless practices; and not a few
of the men actually relished the
changed conditions in which they
found themselves.
Garonne, who had been given a ves
sel of his own, had gathered to him
self the most unregenerate of Laro’s
followers, and entered upon a career
in which he observed the same meth
ods as his former commander, with
the result that he was finally brought
to execution, together with most of
his crew, in a South American port.
Life at the Ursuline convent was,
for many months, a burden to Lazalie,
and her whims and caprices made it
but little less so to the mother su
perior and nuns. But they, with a
lively remembrance of many generous
favors from Lafitte, felt that they
must bear patiently with the charge
he had left in their keeping.
La Roche, as her banker and man
of business, came often to see his
fair client, and ended by falling in
love with her—a fact he was wise
enough to keep to himself. And, later
on, he obtained Lafitte's consent to
her removal from the convent and
taking a house of her own, where.
With Ma’am Brigida and a retinue of
slaves, the high-strung beauty seemed
more contented.
When the summer of 1812 had
brought the Cazeneau household to
their Barataria home, there befell
something which struck Lafitte with
a new despair, and took from him all
hope of ever being asked to render
little Roselle the smallest service,
even should the occasion or necessity
arise.
Her childish trust in him became de
stroyed; he saw her shrink from him
in terror and abhorrence. And this
awakened in him the knowledge that
the—as he supposed—paternal love he
had been cherishing for the child of
her who had always been his ideal, was
not the affection of a father for his
daughter, but the love of a man for
a woman.
The bitterest potion he had ever
swallowed was now working in his
veins. Yet no one would have sus
pected this, as he went his way. and
for a time with greater recklessness
teen, and devoted, body and soul, to
his master, was the only one to ac
company him to Grande Terre. He
had seated himself upon the steps,
but too far away to catch the con
versation between Lafltte and Zeney,
even had they spoken in a language
he understood.
But he watched them with curious
eyes, having often heard of Zeney;
and her reputed powers served to
make her an object of awe and aver
sion to him, as to most of his class.
It was, therefore, with a sigh of re
lief that he saw her disappear, after
his master had gone inside.
He remained sitting on the steps,
his chin supported by two yellow
palms, while a group of young negroes
who had drawn near to gape curiously
at him. after the manner of their kind,
proceeded to converse in a way evi
dently intended to attract his atten
tion.
Instinct, rather than any sound,
made Nato realize that a presence was
near him; and glancing over his shoul
der, he saw a girlish, white-clad form
standing in the doorway through
which Lafltte had passed a few min
utes before. Presently he saw one of
her little hands go to her side, as if
she had been startled, or was experi
encing some strong emotion; and she
stood with bended head, as if listen
ing.
N’ato was still staring at the girl
when she started impetuously, and
went hurriedly down the hallway.
Led by curiosity, the boy jumped to
his feet, and saw her descend the
steps of the back gallery, and go
swiftly into the woods, which seemed
to swallow up the snowy form and
glittering hair—swallow them so sud
denly as to leave in the boy's supersti
tious mind an uncomfortable sugges
tion that she was not real flesh and
blood, but a “spent," or perhaps a
second voudoo priestess.
Within the room, near whose open
door the girl had stood. Lafitte and
De Cazeneau were having a serious
conversation.
Following the custom of the time,
De Cazeneau had reached out to ring
a bell for refreshments, when Lafitte,
with an expressive gesture, stayed his
hand.
“No, M'sieur le Comte. I can tarry
but a very short time—only long
enough to impart the very important
intelligence I came to bring you."
And he held out a paper he had
drawn from his pocket.
The count, having put on his
glasses, took the document; and his
Her “Captain Jean” was none other than Lafitte, the terrible pirate!
than before, although the rumor men
tioned by £ierre had now become a
fact, inasmuch as the governor of Lou
isiana had issued a proclamation offer
ing a reward for Lafitte's apprehen
sion.
This had come about by reason of a
melee in the bayou Lafourche, and
which proved to be the chip which
kindled to a blaze the long-smoulder
ing fire of wrath against the Bara
tarians.
When the information was brought
to Lafitte, accompanied by a copy of
the proclamation, he had, without de
lay, taken a pinnace and set out for
the extreme southerly side of Grande
Terre, upon which was the Count de
Cazeneau's abode.
At the sound of Lafitte’s feet upon
the steps, a woman's weazened face,
wrinkled atid scowling, its coffee-hue
contrasting with wisps of gray, wiry
wool showing from beneath a bright
colored bandanna, was projected from
one of the numerous doors opening
from the hallway into various rooms
in the two wirgs of the building.
It w*as apparent that she recognized
the visitor, for she came out into the
hall and. despite her age, advanced
briskly toward him.
“Ah, Zeney, there you are, looking
as young as ever,” was his smilingly
spoken greeting.
“Always you say words. Captain
Jean, that please, even when one
knows they are not true.”
Lafitte laughed lightly.
“Is your young mistress well?” he
inquired.
“Yes, she is well.” Zeney answered,
in a tone implying that more might be
k, said.
V» “Is she quite happy. Zeney?”
“Happy? How could a wild bird be
happy in a cage, even if its bars were
made of gold?”
She was about to continue, but La
lltte. as if not caring to pursue the
subject, asked, “Is your master here?”
Zeney nodded, and pointed to a
closed door near them, “He is in there,
and alone.”
Lafitte, turning from her. knocked
at the door, and De Cazepeau’s voice
answered, “Entrez.”
Thie the former did, leaving the
door ajar.
{ Nato, now a tall, wiry lad of six
wavering hands made the blue paper
quiver as if his own startled pulse
beats had stolen into it while he read
the contents aloud.
“Whereas the nefarious practice of
running in contraband goods, which
has hitherto prevailed in different
parts of the state, to the great injury
of the fair trade/, and the diminution
of the revenue of the United States,
has of late much increased; and,
whereas it has been officially known
to me that, on the 14th of last month,
a quantity of smuggled goods, seized
by Walter Gilbert, an officer of the
revenue of the United States, were
forcibly taken from him in open day,
at no great distance from the city of
New Orleans, by a party of armed
men, under the orders of a certain
Jean Lafitte, who fired upon and griev
ously wounded one of the assistants of
the said Walter Gilbert:
“I have thought proper to issue this,
my proclamation; and I do solemnly
caution all and singular citizens of
this state against giving any kind of
succor, support or countenance to the
said Jean Lafitte and associates, but
do call upon them to be aiding and
abetting in arresting him and said as
sociates, and all others in like manner
offending; and I do furthermore, in
the name of the state, offer a reward
of five hundred dollars, which will bc%
paid out of the treasury to any person
delivering the said Jean Lafitte to the
sheriff of the parish of Orleans, or to
cay other sheriff in the state, so that
the said Jean Lafitte may be brought
io justice.
The Island Rose had heard the
greater part of the document read in
her grandfather’s voice, low, to be sure,
but with a clear enunciation which
made each syllable as distinct as
though she had been the reader in
stead of a listener. And when he
ended, the heard the voice of him
heretofore known to her as “Captain
Jean.” and its tone was one of banter.
“Well, M’sieur le Count, will yoh be
the one to claim this five hundred dol
lars, and do your governor and state
a brilliant service by delivering to
them this body of mine.”
Then came her grandfather's stern
ly cold reply:
“What have I ever done, Captain
Jean Lafitte, that shook! lead yon &>
suppose I would stoop to traffic 1b th®
blood of my associates?”
It was this that made the small
hand go fluttering toward the girl’s
frightened heart. It was the revela
tion that her “Captain Jean” was none
other than Lafitte,/he terrible pirate,
of whom she had heard such dreadful
tales! He was the freebooter, smug
gler and outlaw—the leader of that
fearful band of men she had shud
dered to hear the slaves mention'
And not only was her grandfather cog
nizant of this, but he was this man's
abettor—his associate and friend!
Her brain in a whirl, her heart terri
fied by dread of an undefinable terror,
she fled from the house, and into the
woods, wandering on, scarcely know
ing or caring where, until her steps
were arrested by the matted thicket
into which she had penetrated with
unseeing eyes.
Now all was revealed to her. The
maa whom of all others she trusted
in this new, strange, and fettered
world into which she had been brought
from the peaceful island home, wh°re
life had been happy, and free from
fear—he was the notorious Lafiue,
the “Pirate of the Gulf,” who scuttled
ships, who murdered men and women,
and whose hands were red with blood',
shed that he might plunder his vic
tims.
(To be continued.)
GREAT AUTHOR AT PLAY.
Interesting Reminiscences of One Who
Knew Hawthorne.
Mrs. Sedgwick, in “A Girl of Six
teen at Brook Farm,” gives a little
sketch of Hawthorne which shows him
in a pleasant and merry light, although
in general, she acknowledges, the
great author was silent, almost tacit
urn. One day she was learning verses
to recite at the evening class formed
by Charles A. Dana, when, seeing
Hawthorne sitting immovable and sol
itary on the sofa, she daringly thrusft
the book in his hands.
“Will you hear me say my poetry,
Mr. Hawthorne?” I said.
He gave me a sidelong glance from
his very shy eyes, took the book and
most kindly heard me. After that he
was on the sofa every week to hear
me recite.
One evening he was alone in the
hall, sitting on a chair at the farther
end, when my roommate and I were
going upstairs. She whispered to me:
"Let’s throw a sofa pillow at Mr.
Hawthorne.”
Reaching over the banisters, we
each took a pillow and threw it.
Quick as a flash he put out his hand,
seized a broom that was hanging near
him, warded off our cushions and
threw them back with sure aim. As
fast as we could throw them he re
turned them with effect, hitting us
every time, while we could only hit
the broom. He must have been very
quick in his movements.
Through it all not a word was spok
en. We laughed and laughed, and his
eyes shone and twinkled like stars,
until we went off to bed vanquished.
Politeness Pays.
Suddenly the man fell. He was a
dignified person, but as he reached a
sleety corner his feet, set down with
precision, failed to stay set. They
flew so high, and the result was sc
abrupt, that as the man hit the walk
in sitting posture observers expected
to see a spine protrude from the top
of his hat.
Two youths had seen the episode.
One was a bad youth, and unwise.
He laughed. The other was a good
youth, who knew a thing or two. He
hastened to pick up the fallen man.
“Thank you.” said the man. “I am
a childless millionaire, looking for an
heir. You're it. Meantime take this
roll and blow yourself. Only one con
dition is attached. Don’t spend a cent
on that laughing jackass who is with
you.”
Handing over a $10,000 bundle, and
giving his hotel address, the man went
his way.
The moral of this is so obvious that
the reader unable to discern it isn’t
worth bothering about.—Washington
Times.
Demand for English Wives.
In nearly all of the colonies ol
Great Britain there is a demand foi
wives Vhich is greatly in excess ol
the supply. And it is not the “fine
lady” afraid of soiling her hands whc
is wanted, but the girl who is both
able and willing to work who gets
the best prizes in these matrimonial
markets. Almost any woman can look
forward to a home of her own in
these colonies, even if she goes out
to them in the position of servant,
and none emigrating to tfcese coun
tries have a better chance of winning
wealthy husbands than those who gc
out in the capacityof maid. In both
Canada and Australia the help prob
lem is fcver present as in our country
and often when a young woman be
comes “help” in one household she is
afforded the opportunity of becoming
the mistress of another. A Liverpoo
servant who emigrated to Australia
not many years ago is now the wife
of a prosperous colonist said to be
worth more than $250,000. Of course
not every girl may hope to do as well
but she may be sure of possessing
a comfortable home. In Canada there
are one hundred thousand met whc
are looking for English wives, whik
in Australia there are three hundred
and fifty thousand men in the same
state. The same demand is to be
found in South Airica, though in a
less degree.
Don’t Recognize Defeat.
He is a pretty poor sort of man
who loses courage and fears to face
the world just because he has made
a mistake or a slip somewhere, be
cause his business has failed, because
his property has been swept away by
some general disaster, or because of
other trouble impossible for him to
avert.
This is the test of your manhood;
how much is there left in you after
you have lost everything outside ol
yourself? If you lie down now, throw
up your hands, and acknowledge your
self worsted, there is not much in
you. But if, with heart undaunted
and face turned forward, you refuse
to give up or to lose faith in yourself,
if you scorn to beat a retreat, you
will show that the man left in you it
bigger than your loss, greater than
your cron and larger than any defeat
—Success.
I High Plateaus of
East Africa Where
White Races Can Live and Thrive
The black and shaded areas on this
map are from 6,000 to 10,000 feet
above the sea. They are perfectly
healthful. The Guas Ngishu plateau,
shown in solid black, is the area
which the British government has of
fered to Jewish colonists. No Brit
l ish settlers have yet been invited to
i the Nandi and Mau highlands, but
British farmers are settling on the Ki
kuyu plateau. The land is said to b«
rich and easy of cultivation.
TRAITS OF GEN. STOESSEL.
Kouropatkin Selected Him for Defend
er of Fortress.
It was Gen. Kouropatkin who in
sisted that Gen. Stoessel should be
put in command of Port Arthur. Kou
ropatkin said of him: “Stoessel is a
bad tactician. Put him against equal
force, against a Gourko or a Skobeleff,
and you’ll find him tricked and cut to
pieces in four-and-twenty hours. But
stick him behind one of his own earth
works, where there’s no question of
maneuvering, and all the forces of
earth and hell will not prevail against
him.” “Gen. Stoessel showed himself
to be a man of singularly few* words.”
writes an English critic, ‘‘though his
Te Deum addresses to his troops after
'Jhe repulse of Japanese assaults, as
well as his dispatches to the czar,
were couched in phraseology which
seemed to have been equally borrowed
from the Psalms of David and the
pages of Victor Hugo. Otherwise, he
was ever brief and even abrupt of
speech, this fortress-holder with the
tall, bulky but rather ungainly figure
and face so little suggestive of the
conventional hero.
“He could wire Hugoesque dis
patches of victory to the czar,” this
same cfitic continues, “though to the
company of soldiers which sent word
that they could no longer hold their
post his only reply was: ‘But you can
die, then!’ And die they did. ‘What
I order can be done,’ was his rule,
and all breaches of discipline were
punished with the most merciless se
verity. ‘Carry out the sentence.’ was
his invariable reply to court-martial
recommendations to mercy; ‘it will
save lives in the end.’ A dealer who
was found to be selling putrid tinned
meat to the soldiers he sentenced to
be locked up for three days and fed
exclusively on his own poisonous stuff.
“Never popular before, Stoessel
soon came to be the idol of his offi
cers and men. who recognized him
to be the soul and beacon of their
glorious defense. ‘People say,’ wrote
p correspondent in Port Arthur, ‘that
Gen. Stoessel never sleeps; for when
all the city is in darkness a light alone
burns in his headquarters,’ and, it
might be added, in his heart. Apart
from his own stout heart, which never
failed him, another constant source
of his courage has been the inspiring
presence of his wife.”
Barred Out Shakespeare.
There is one family in Brooklyn
that does not take much stock in Mr.
Shakespeare. The eldest daughter is
getting close to graduation in the
grammar school and some knowledge
of the bard and his work is requisite,
according to the notions of Supt. Max
well. This little girl took home “The
Merchant of Venice” as one of her
class books and read a bit of it aloud
to her father. The old man did not
like the cuss words, and when she
read about the “damned Jew” there
was trouble in that simple little
household.
“Put that book away, Maria,” said
the horror-stricken father. "I’ll write
to your teacher about that.”
And he did. He said: “Teacher—
That book of William Shakespeare's
is no good and I don’t want my daugh
ter to read any more of it. I never
let her read dime novels anyway, but
I don’t think it’s very nice to put
books with swearing in them into the
hands of little girls. I never heard
of this man Shakespeare, but his stuff
is not the style I want my little girl
to read. E. P. Roe is bad enough,
but that's moral.”—Brooklyn Eagle.
Why He Wanted Time.
Four year old Freddie had a visit
the other day from his five year old
cousin Walter, and the two small boys
were playing marbles in Freddie’s
yard, when Freddie’s mother called
him to go to bed. The little fellow
begged for just a minute more, and
several times it was granted. Finally
his mother become insistent, and the
small boy came to her holding out a
bag full of marbles.
“Mother,” he 6aid, “if you will give
me only a minute or two more I’ll
send him heme busted, and you can
have half the marbles.”
Money of Wartime Days.
A Lawrence bank received a unique
deposit the other day in the form of
several hundred dollars in the 50, 15.
10 and 5-cent scrip of war days. The
bills have been kept in the home oi
the depositor for fort; years.
Inventor Claims Ship Will Go 500 Knots an Hour
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M. Andre Gambin, an inventor, says
in a communication to the Paris edi
tion of the New York Herald that he
has made a discovery which will
make it possible for ships to go 500
knots an hour.
According to this inventor the time
may soon come when people can
breakfast in London and dine in New
York. It will be necessary to discard
scrap heap the hulls, screws, turbines
and all the old models of ships and to
build them according to new designs
on strictly scientific principles. The
new boats are to be called “pneumat
ic suction” or “typhooned” ships.
The principle which he says he has
discovered consists in placing in front
of a specially constructed ship a con
all the old ideas concerning the re
sistance of water, to throw on the
trivance he calls “typhoonoid” or wa
ter sucking cone. This cone, by revo
lutions imparted by a horizontal shaft
similar to that used for screws, will
create a vacuum in front oi the ship
which will be drawn forward by pneu
matic suction and fly, as it were,
through a vacuum, just as letters do
through the postal pneumatic tubes.
Few Buffalo in Existence.
There are now only 1,333 American
bison in existence. The various herds
with the number of each are as fol
lows:
Pablo-Allard. etc., herd, on Flathead
Indian reservation, Montana. 330;
running wild, west of Great Slave lake,
200; in the Austin Corbin park. New
Hampshire, 160; herd of James Philip,
Fort Pierre, S. D., 90; herd of Charles
Goodnight, Goodnight, Tex., 50; in
Banff Rocky Mountain park, Canada,
45; in Yellowstone park (inclosed),
40; in Bronx park, New York, 32; in
Yellowstone park (running wild), 30;
herd of John E. Dooley, Utah 30;
herd of G. W. Lillie (Pawnee Bill),
Oklahoma, 28; herd in Lincoln park,
Chicago, 20; herd of Burgess & Han
son, Luana, Iowa, 20; herd of J. J.
Hill, Cardigan, Minn., 18; in the Cin
cinnati Zoological park, 16; herd of C.
J. Lenander, Bancroft, Iowa, 10; in
Philadelphia Zoological park, 9; Cen
tral park, New York, 5; Denver city
park, 5; Buffalo city park, 4; St. Louis
city park, 4; Montebello kennels,
Philadelphia, 4; herd of Frank Rocke
feller. BelTidere. Kas., 3; in parka at
Pittsburg. Toledo, Rochester, Omaha,
San Francisco, Winnipeg and other
places, 30; individuals or small num
bers iu the hands of various persons,
36; in Germany and other foreign
countries, 114.
The Art of Resting.
To understand how to rest is of
more importance than to know how
to work. The latter can be learned
it one will give one's mind to it, but
the former is an act some people
never acquire.
Rest necessitates change of scene
and activities. Lounging is very often
tiring, sleeping is not always restful,
and sitting down with nothing to do
is simply invoking weariness. A
change is needed to bring into play a
different set of faculties, and to direct
the thoughts into a new channel.
The woman who is weary and heavy
laden with care finds relief in active
employment, with freedom from re
sponsibility. The brain worker gener
ally finds her best rest in playing
hard. Rest may be found in many
different ways, but it is quite a mis
; take to expect to find it in idleness.
Congratulations Poured in on Him.
Three good old southerners of calm
consciences and unimpaired digestions
were swapping anecdotes at the sen
ate. They were Senators McCreary
and Daniel anu Representative Meyer.
“Daniel and I were in the house to
gether,” said Mr. McCreary. “One
day when he 2nd I were sitting side
by side a telegram was brought to
him. He opened it, looked pleased as
•he road it, and then passed it over to
me. It announced the birth of a son,
for which I extended sincere congratu
lations. Only a few moments later a
half dozen telegrams were brought
him in a bunch. He opened them,
looked pleased, as before, and soon
passed all the messages over to me to
read. They were telegrams of con
gratulation announcing his election to
the senate. I promptly congratulated
him again, and with renewed cordial
ity, for, as far as my knowledge ex
tends, Major Daniel is the only man
who received on the same day and
within the same hour the gratifying
news that a son had been born to him
and that he had been elected a United
States senator.”—Washington Post
LASTING RELIEF,
J. W. Walls, Super
intendent of Street*
>f Lebanon, Ky_
says:
"My nightly rest was broken, owing;
to Irregularities of the kidneys. C
suffered intensely from severe pain*
in the small of my back and through
the kidneys and was annoyed by pain
ful passages of abnormal secretions.
Doctors failed to relieve me. I began
taking Doan's Kidney Pills and I ex
perienced quick and lasting relief.
Doan’s Kidney Pills will prove a bless
ing to all sufferers from kidney disor
ders who will give them a fair trial."
Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y.,(
proprietors. For sale by all druggists,
price 50 cents per box.
WITH THE SAGES.
Dare to be true; nothing can need a
lie; a fault which needs it most grows
two thereby.—Herbert.
The charities that soothe and heal
and bless are scattered at the feet of
mad like flowers.—Wordsworth.
Love is never lost. If not recipro
cated it will flow back and soften and
purify the heart.—Washington Irving.
It is as easy to call back a stone
throwrn from the hand as to call back
the word that is spoken.—Menander.
Good resolutions seldom fail of pro
ducing some good in the mind from
which they spring.—Charles Dickens.
The greatest successes the world
has ever beheld have been at one
time the greatest improbabilities.—
George MacDonald.
It is only a poor sort of happiness
that could ever come by caring very
much about our narrow pleasures.—
George Eliot.
When we are alone we have our
thoughts to watch; in our family our
tempers, and in society our tongues.
—Hannah More.
If we could read the secret history
of our enemies we should find in each
man’s life sorrow and suffering enough
to disarm all hostility.—Longfellow.
CAUSE AND CURE
OF RHEUMATISM.
Shown by numerous cures made by
Dodd’s KTdney Pills. They cure th*
Kidneys and the Rheumatism cures
itself—Remarkable case of Maggie
E. Deckert.
Eagle River, Wis., Jan. 16.—(Spe
cial)—That rheumatism is caused by
disordered kidneys is proved by the
cures Dodd’s Kidney Pills are making
in every state in the Union. They
cure the Kidneys and the Rheumatism
tures itself. A cure that has caused
deep interest in this neighborhood is
that of Maggie E. Deckert. In speak
ing of it she says:
“I had kidney trouble and rheuma
tism and was so lame I could not walk.
I could not sleep for I ached all over.
I was in a terrible state and firmly
believe that if I had not used Dodd’s
Kidney Pills I would be dead. I took
nine boxes of them and they have
done me more good than all the other
medicines I ever took. Now my aches
are all gone, I can eat and sleep and
I am Reeling good. I want all the
world to know that Dodd's Kidney
Pills cured me.”
WISE SAYINGS
A lie which is half a truth is ever
the blackest of lies. Alfred Tenny
son.
Those who have a heart to do good
never need complain for lack of op
portunity.—M. Henry.
For one man who can stand pros
perity there are a hundred who will
stand adversity.—Carlyle.
Little minds are tamed and subdued
by misfortune; yut great minds rlss
above it.—Washington Irving.
The brave man carves out hfs for
tune and every man is the son of hsl
own works.—Miguel Cervantes.
DISFIGURING ULCER
People Looked at Her in Amazement
—Pronounced Incurable—Face
Now Clear as Ever—Thanks
God for Cuticura.
Mrs. P. Hackett, of 400 Van Buren
St., Brooklyn, N. Y., says: “1 wish
to give thanks for the marvelous cure
of my mother by Cuticura. She had
a severe ulcer, which physicians had
pronounced incurable. It was a ter*
rible disfigurement, and people would
stand in amazement and look after
her. After there was no hope from
doctors she began using Cuticura
Soap, Ointment, and Pills, and now,
thank God, she is completely cured,
and her face is as smooth and* clear
as ever.”
Men who have little business are
great talkers; the more one thinks,
the less one speaks.—Montesquieu.
How’s This ?
We offer One Hundred Dollar* R«*»rt for any
care of Catarrh that cannot be cared by Hall e
Catarrh Cure.
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Hell'a Catarrh Cure la taken internally, acting
directly upon the blood aid mucous surface# of the
system. Testlmopiala sent free. Price 75 ceaie pm
bottle. Sold by all Druggist*.
Take HaU'a Family Pills for constipation.
Men use to wage war as if they felt
that they were making history; now
shudder through battle, feeling that
they are contributing a few novel to
Carnegie libraries.
Russian State Scepter.
The Russian state scepter is of solid
gold, three feet long, and contains
among its ornaments 260 rubles and
fifteen emeralds.
Pigeons Fly Fast and Far.
Eight pigeons recently flew from
Kimberley to Cape Town, South Af*
rlca, a distance of 612 miles, in four*
teen hours.
We hardly find any persons of good
sense save those who agree with tub
—La Rochefoucauld.