UHBEST. * *
BY KDOAUL. WAKKMAX. '
V-
Here in the years wherein I stand
1 gaze across tho.fallow land ;
Across the conquest and it cost ;
IJeyond the sought-for and the lost ;
And look Into the eyes of Joy ,
Thou brown-faced , tunicked country boyl
Just thou and thine , with naught between ,
Make up that sweetest oldest scene.
0 tender scene and sight and sound !
The farm-house , with its lilacs 'round ;
The poppy bed , the locust trees ,
The stillicldlc hum of bees ;
The well , with Bturdy oaken sweep ;
The morning-glories half asleep ;
The . wallows gossiping ; the croon
Of doves about the barn ; the noon
When kinc , 'breast deep , stand in the
stream ;
And thy world pauses in a pleasant dream !
Beyond , the uplands ; thou , the hills ,
Wliere , interlacing , creep the rills ;
Here , forests , sentinels of peace ;
There , acids , with opulent increase ;
Uelow , the valley , stretching far
And dim to the horizon's bar. - >
My brown-faced lad , I look again
From out the lairs and lives of men.
1 see the longing In thy face
To.grow beyond the commonplace ;
I know the lands that 'tween us lie.
An d pity theo 1 For thou wert I.
A GREAT TEMPTATION.
Alice Arnden was not a , woman one
would select for a heroine because of
her personality. She was neither large
nor small ; she was beautiful , I think
( beauty is a hard thing so define and
limit ) , but it was a beauty of no won
derful or unusual type , and was of that
kind which grows on one gradually , as
his knowledge of the possessor of it
grows. There was a wealth of sweet
ness aud purity shining up in her eyes ,
which tears could never wash out , and
the mouth indicated firmness and reso
lution , which" had its beginning long
before the night's vigil which had left
it so sternly agonized.
The trouble which has ediue to Alice
Arnden is of no unusual kind. It is a
sudden sorrow , which has crushed out
all hope in life many times in the past ,
and will many times in the future as
long as men and maidens are proud and
willful. One may say , "only a lover's
quarrel , " but one should remember
that there are heart tragedies in this a
world , under the torture of which men"
and women drag out long lives without
finding peace. To Alice Arnden it
.seemed as though everything worth :
having in life was now forever utterly
beyond her hope.
She arose from the seat she had occu
pied for so long and moved slowly
around her humble room. She had not
known until she moved" how , much she
was suffering physically ; how cold it
was ; how cramped and weaiy she was.
There was really little to do. Her bed
had not been used ; her room was in
order. She had plenty of time to prepare - .
pare herself for the task of covering
her sorrow from the gaze of her friends
if she. could.
She made a fire , and into .the fire she
rcmorsely put all the fragments of the ly
paper which , she had spoiled in her
efforts to writer simple letter long ago
Tfhen her sorrow was hew.- , Long ago ?
Last night ! Happiness gives wings of
lightness to etemity ( lying.1 about our
being and so-called time rather than
eternity ) , which we roughly measure
and call minutes and seconds ; but sorrow
row weights their noiseless feet with
lead. * * * * * f *
Mr. George Fenby was next among
the actors in. this little fragment of .
'
human life. \
He sat at the window that morning as
Alice Arnden sat at hers. His window "
looked ip. the same direction ; from it
he saw much the same scene she saw. "
The stars faded out for him , as for her ;
day brightened ; the sunlight fell across
his face.
But he sat there with a cheerful fire
near him ; ho was strong from happy
sleep ; his eyes were bright and cheer
ful , and looked as though tears had to
always been strangers to them , and his"
lips were smiling.
V The icy marshes seemed to him a it
type of the future. Smooth , white ,
purethe light stretching warmly across
them and with the ocean outside
standing to him , as to'her , as a type of
eternity which he felt would be one of in
strength and happiness.
George Fenby thought of what he had
to be thankful for , this lovely morning. it
A small fortune , enough for himself
and one other , a fair woman , and good
as fair for his promised wife ; health ,
education , friends , influence , position ;
it was indeed a goodly prospect.
This man was strong and quick ; good
looking , if not handsome. He looks
like a man who would not. do a wicked
thing , or think it § while Jie might do a
weak or foolish one. He was a man
who would be likely to win .a-woman's
heart and hold it ; a man whose love a
woman might prize , and the loss of
which she might wisely mourn. Weak
enouo-h to be a man , he was strong
enough to be one hard to .win from the
life which had once had him.
There -was a happy smile on his face
as he heard his little brother knock at
the door , aud he answered "Come in"
in a cheery voice.
"Here's a letter for you , George. "
"Thank you , " said George , as he
it
took it. , ,
"You are welcome. By the ( hand
writing on tne envelope I judge the he
message will be a pleasant one. " it
And the boy left the room.
A pleasant message ! The smile on
the man s face deepened , as be lovingly
handled the letter a little time , before he
broke the seal. A pleasant'message !
These were the words he read :
MB. GEORGE FENBY I will not con
sent to be any longer a hinderer regard
ing your "higher.ambition. " I never
wish to speak with you again in my
life. I give you back your freedom.
ALICE AnNDEN.
So Mr. Fenby.'s morning gift was the
ift of his freedom. What should he
_ o with it ? His cheeks and lips grew
cold and white at the thought. Mer
ciful heavens ! What coul'd he do with
it ?
The sky seemed darkened , the earth
seemed dreary and desolate. George
Fenby and Alice Arnden , a bare quar
ter of a mile apart , could not have been
more widely separated had an ocean
.stretched between them. And .each
looked on the sam& landscape 'arid saw
alike at last.
The village of Marslmm wsis a small
one , and most of'it was farther from the
ocean than were the two houses at the
windows of which we have seen two un
happy persons.
It was a relief to both George and
e >
Alice that there was service in the little
church that morning * , and everybody
could be looked for there. Secret sorrow
row finds a certain abatement of its in
tensity in the effort of appearing uncon
cerned. Then there is a mournful
pleasure in seeing what one has lost1.
In a place no larger than Marsham
everyone k'nowseverybo y else. Every
one "knows the business of everybody
else in some degree , or thinks so , and
says so. So our two friends were
knownand their relations to each other
were known also. And so poorly had
they played their parts , that when serv
ice was finished nearly all their friends
had concluded that their engagement
was over , and , many were speculating
as to the reasonfor it.
Ralph Warden was too shrewd a man
not to see what every one else saw. He
said but little about it , as he spoke > to
one and another after church , but he
WAS deeply interested and very much
puzzled. , 'The/time had been when the
gossips had connected , his. name vjith
that of Alice Arnden , and there were
those who had shaken their heads when
it became evident that she had been
won by George Fenby , instead of
Ralph.
Ralph had .never spoken , to .Alice of
love , andwe wiHvrespect ? his .reserve.
What hecared * for her may remain a
sealed book.
George Fenby walked home alone.
RalpluWarden came the same road , but
quarter of a mile" behind him. Some
distance out of the village Ralph sud
denly came upon two papers , resting on
the snow ' by the side of the road. , They"
had'most likely been pulled , from the -
pocket ; ofthe' ' owner in removing his1 -
handkerchief. The smaller paper had
blown.apaft , it lay upon theoiher , , , and ,
its contents were so brief tkat Ralph
had read it before he had taken it in his
hand , and before he was aware of what
he was doing. We have seen the paper
before. It was the brief letter in which
Alice Arntlun had dismissed ( Qeorge
Fenby.
Ralph Wardenstood for , a long time
with the letter in his hand.
"I've read it once ; it can do no harm
"
to read it again , " "he said.
And he read it again not once mere
, but a dozen times. It seemed as if
he was trying to draw something from
the bit of paper which he did not find
there. .
After < -'tiine Mie stooped and. . picked -
up the other paper , a long folded docu
ment , but the action was merely a me
chanical one. He jdid not open it to
see what it was , but with his head bent
forward on his "breast , and' with a very '
grave face , he went on his way. He .
walked more slowly than before ; the
.sometimes stopped , and he talked-'to
himself fronrtime to time.
"If tnis is final , " he commenced
aloud , and then relapsed into silence.
"A hinderer. " Then , after standing
and thinking for awhile , he went on' : '
"She never was that to him. And she
never was moody and self-distrustful. "
He thought for many minutes now.
"I don't understand , what she jmea s
his ' ambition.1' ?
by 'higher His-highest '
ambition lately seems to have been to
win her. It has cost her a great deal
give him up anyone can see that
with half an eye. And his. freedom , is 1
not welcome to him ; he neither wanted
nnr expected it. "
The noonday sun was shining and
making'everything ' 'pleasant. ' JChere'
' "
'
was'a glow'in "the wintry air "which
seemed to have a promise of summer
it. Q'
He seated himself at his table , placed Q'd
Alice Arnden's letter upon it , and read It
again. Then for the first time he
looked at the other paper which he
had picked oip. > He turned-it over and
saw at once what it was a deed from
Bertram Kingsley , conveying certain
lands and buildings to George Fenby.
Suddenly he. stood , still , and a hot ,
fierce flush creptup into his face. is
"I wonder if it is true that hearts
are ever 'caught in the rebound , ' as
they sometimes say they are ? I will"
And he clenched his hands and hur
ried on his way.
He did not stop again until he
reached his home , where his mdther
and sister were awaiting for him , nor
did he think his thoughts aloud any
more. With a few words of greeting
and a few more of excuse he fpu't his
mother and sister aside for the present ,
and went up to his own room.
Ralph Warden drew a long- breath ,
aud the'light faded slowly out of his
face. It might be necessary to go over
all to see the details , but the general
outline of the unfortunate affair was ,
felt , as certainly in his possession as
ceuld have been" he had been given
the privilege of looking fully and freely
into the minds of the two lovers whose
lives were drifting so far apart.
x Down went his liead upon his hands
dri'the' tabl6 the wjnter suushine8hdrie ; ,
that day on no nobler-head | and from
his lips came those words of which frail
humanity has deepest need , "Lead us
not into "temptation. " . .
He thought it all out. Bertram
Kiugsley owned the finest place in all
Marsham , or had until the deed was
made which conveyed it to George
Fenby. Estella Kingsley , the daughter
of Bertram , was n beauty and some
thing of a flirt.
More than one lady 'at Marsham had
quarreled with her lover on , Estella
Kingsley's account. And last night
there had been a little gathering of
young people in the church , and cir
cumstances had apparently done their
worst. In the first place , first place ,
George Fonby came with Estella Kings-
ley ; the meeting was'not of a character
to make it unkind for him to leave his
promised wife to come home with her
father , as she had , but his coming with'
Miss Kingsley had been noticed by
several. With the deed before him ,
Kalph Warden had no difficulty in de
ciding why George had been at Mr.
Kingsley's , and consequently -why he
had , come 'as he had.
Kalph was- well acquainted with u
young man living where the Kingsley's
had formerly resided , and through him
he knew of the engagement of Miss
Kingsley to gentleman living there.
He hadknown-this for a long time , and
knowing it had thought little of events
which might otherwise have deeply
affected him.
Last night , for instance , a laughing
group of gentlemen had spoken of Miss
Kingsley. One had said : "She is a
beauty and an heiress. Whoever wins
her will .have a beautiful home. The
Kingsley * estate is the finest one in
Marsham. "
NowJ , .av ry gentleman in the group
'
knew that" 'the Kingsley estate was for
sale , and every one hacl counted at its
true value the answer which George
Fenby had made. Indeed his devotion
to Alice Arnqen was ; so absolute and
complete that no one save her modest
self , would have doubted it for a single
moment.
"It's ambition to be
my highest mas-
tei ( of the estate , " laughed George ;
"and I made an offer to-night which I
think will be accepted. I am to have
an-answe-iy-to-night. If I succeed , I
inll' be supremely happy. If not
*
whyTwill do as other men have done
failing of , rhat I want , I will take
what I can get. "
Ralph could not remember where
Alice Arnden had been when these in-
nocent-.wordsx had .been spoken. That
she had been near enough to hear them
evide'ficed . bv her letter , which was
, < * , * "
f n f * - i
before.Jninv. t
jHe could only dimly imagine how she
niugt have suffered in trying to evolve
the "truth fas she.believed the truth to
be ) from what she had heard. When a
human idol falls from the place it has
held in the heart , not the least of the
pain comes from what we see , or be
lieve we see , of its unworthiuess. To
find our goldtit gilded clay is a sorrowful
rowful thing. So he sat there , and pit
ied Alice Arnden for the faith in the
man ; whiclvshe had lost , as well as the
manfliimself who had been put from
her. With " what pain beyond that
which would come to her from a belief
that her lover would think aud do what
his words seemed to imply , must she
face the added shame of his stooping to
.tell ifr ; nay , more , to boast of it.
Ralph raised.his.head. The time had
not been long since he sat down to
think. But he knew it all. Two proud
and obstinate.'young creatures had been
parted by fate. And he muttered with
'with'wliite , compressed lips : "I alone
.understand it all. I alone , of all the
"
world"chnJset it right. What a temp
tation ! " , -
We will not seek to follow his
thoughts. What a man does should be
the basis of our judgment , and what we
would'do. If he thought of the cura-
tive effects of time on suffering hearts
we can forgive him ; if a , possible fu
ture , in which a happy home of his own
was-the central figure , rose up to meet ,
him , rwe can do > lib , less than pity him ,
" if "she only had tlie slightest reason for
what she had done but she has none.
If George Fenby was really a scoundrel
but he is truly a noble man.
The band of sunshine rested on his
head like a golden crown. His face
was almost glorified as he raised it to
the.light again.f .And surely the angels
madera-record of afsecond gift that day '
coming to the lot of those whose lives
fall for a little time within the lines of
our story , when he said aloud : "I will
do right ! Alice Arnden shall have her
Evening service at the little church
was over. Ralph Warden stood on the
steps as the congregation came out. He
looked happy.
If it be true that "coming events cast
their shadows before , " andthat "virtue
its own reward , " he was happy. He
spoke , cheerfully" to this one and that
when they passed. He did not look
like -conspirator. . One would not have
dreamed that he hadmade , a plan which
for'audacity would find few rivals ,
while for simplicity it might find fewer.
"It's better to .have it over as soon as
possible , " he"said to himself ; "better
fqrthem and me. "
Alice Arnden was passing him. , He to
leaned fbnvard. .
"Will you com'e for a little drive with
me , Miss Arnden ? The night is perfect ,
and you look as if fresh air would do
you good. "
She accepted at once , hoping as she
did so that George Fenby would see
her. He was .not there to see , however ,
and Ralph had taken good care to know
that. He was already half way home.
But Miss Arnden was in no mood to
refuse. She was in reckless tempeiyund
Ralph Warden had counted on that. '
One deslrotiH of widening the breach
between/Alice and , George would have
found it an easy task to make a begin
ning that night.
R.alph Warden's lips moved slowly as
he seated himself beside Alice , but we
will not try to determine what he said
to himself in that crisis in more lives
than one.
"I admire your cloak and hat , " ex
claimed Ralph , "though the saying may
be as much a compliment to my sister's
as to your own taste. Her's arc like
them , are they not ? "
"Very nearly : not quite. But I
didn't know you ever noticed what your
lady friends wear ? "
"I don't very often. I did to-day.
Would the masculine eye detect the dif
ferences ? "
"I think not. Butit is a pity to talk
of dress on such a night as this. What
a strong and helpful sermon we had
this evening. "
"Yes , " said Ralph.
They made a turn in the road , and
there was George himself only'a few
yards ahead : * Alice put down-her veil
at once. Surely fate was on the side of
Ralph Warden's plans that night.
"Get in , George. I won't take a re
fusal. "
"Who is with you ? Your sister ? "
"Yes , " said Ralph , with a prompt
ness which should be admired and par
doned. "Sit on this side , " said Ralph ,
as George got in ; "I will'sit bet-veen
you. The night is beautiful , isn't it ? "
"Very beautiful ! "
"Very beautiful ? " said George , who
really had not thought of it before.
"You needn't go home at once. . I
will turn here , and we will drive to-
Avard the shore. "
He had turned his horse , down the
road leading in that direction before
either of'his companions could say a
word. The two lovers were gazing
again on the scene they had looked up
on in the morning. The moonlight
may have softened the harshness of it a
little , but the man between them heard
a sob from the woman at his left , and
saw the moonlight sparkle suspiciously
on the eyelashes of the man on his
right. And he thought grimly of himself -
self as the image of fate fate , with the
destiny of two human beings in his
mind.
"I found a paper of yours this morn
ing , " said Ralph , slowly , "and here ] t
is. I could hardly help seeing what it
was. I congratulate you on your bar-
ga.in. You have" bought the finest es
tate about here , George. It is remark
able cheap at the price. I believe the
deed was signed last evening ? "
"Yes. " '
* "Mr.-'Kingsley had not fully decided
to sell until.flien , had he ? "
"Notiully. He told me his daughter
might decide to want it herself when
she is married. - Mr. Kingsley will , of
course , give her a handsome residence
somewhere when that event takes takes
place , for Mr. Jones , who is to many
her , has no fortune of his own. "
"It has been your highest ambition to.
own that estate , hasn't it ? "
"Certainly ; wanted the finest place
here. "
"You ought to be supremely happy.
You said last night you would be when
you owned the place. "
"Yes. "
The answer was short. Ralph could
feel the strong man on his right tremble
in spite of his efforts to control himself ,
and he knew that the woman on his left
was crying softly.
"You said something last night about
your ambition to be master of the
Kingsley estate. 'Do you remember
what it was ? "
"Yes , I think I do. Something very
boaftul , was" it not ? "
George Fenby was beginning to un
derstand dimly why he had received the
letter he had.
"Worse than that. Did you ever
think that one overhearing it might
think that you meant to marrv Miss
Kingslcy ? "
"Never until now. Oh , what have I
done ? "
"No matter ; did you intend to marry
her . ? Not a word of objection. .You've
been led into answering too much al
ready to stop now. George , I demand
an. answer. ; did you ? "
The eyes of the two men met. In
Ralph's there was the determination to
know , and , perhaps , something more.
In George Fenby's there was surprise ,
which changed to satisfaction and in
dignation , which gradually faded.
"Never , on my honor ! "he answered.
Ralph Warden stopped the horse.
They had .driven far to the southland
tiad now turned back toward the vil
lage again. In front of them was the
level sweep of frozen marsh , , but farther
on was the peaceful village , with its
lighted windows , and with its range of 11
sheltering , wooded hills behind it. On J
their right was the sea , calm and bright.
He stepped into the road and placed
thereins _ in George Fenby's unresisting
hands.
"Bring the horse home when it is all
right , " he said , "but take all the time
you wish. Here is another paper of
yours which I found this morning. Be
thankful to-night that so meddlesome a
man found it. Alice Arnden and
George Fenby , I give you back your fu be
ture and my blessing ! "
He spoke to the horse , and , obedient
his word , it dashed down the road
and left him alone.
There is no more need of following
the lovers , to be sure that all came
right , than there is of following the
rushing mountain stream to be sure it a
finds the sea.
An Important Difference.
Arkansaw Traveller. ;
De man what tells lies for de 'muse-
ment of de crowd ken be put up wid ,
but de man what lies ter make hisse'f I
'portant is a mighty disgustin' bore. '
A Story of Fearful Buffering.
Captain Alfred Gasston , of the bark
J3rittanla , which wiu wrecked off the coiust
Monday last , tells the ntory of fearful suffer
ing. They were on the wreck from Monday
until Tuesday afternoon , and all hands wcro
compelled to remain on deck , exposed to
the fury of the storm. Finally they took tote
to a small raft. Hardly had the people got
on this when u heavy sea washed off eycry
.soul , and the captain and eight men were
the only OURS who regained it. During the
night and the following morning fire others
were washed off in a similar nunner , leav-
only four survivor * , who were rescued by a
boat from the Hhore. Nineteen perished ,
including the wife and children of Captain
Gorton , all natives of England. Two of
the captain's children pore picked up , but
died in a few minutes , either from frightor [
exhaustion.
l &m
A Blaze in North Platto. * . ' *
Special to Omaha Uepubllcan. 1
NOHTH PLATTK , September 21. A
frame building on Spruce trect , between
Fifth and Sixth , occupied by Uabb & Churo
as a law office , and an adjoining building
voccupied by Park & Van Corn a * a notion 1
store , were'deritroyed by fire this morning.
The spread of the lire wa.s only prevented
by the rno-t energetic efforte on the part of
our citizen- . Buildings in close proximity
were scorched , but beyond that no damage
was sustained. Loss on buildlngH , about
$1,200 ; on stock , about ST ,000. W. II.
Babb , who was In his office , is burned very
severely about the face and hands. Origin
of the lire not known.
HUNT'S
REMEDY
THIS I5J3ST
KIDNEY AND LIVER MEDICINE.
NEVER KNOWN TO FAIL.
HUNT'S KESIEDY has saved from linger
ing disease and death hundreds who have been
given up by physicians to die.
HUNT'S KE3IEDY cured all Diseases
of the Kidneys , Bladder , Urinary Organs ,
Dropsy , Gravel , Diabetes , and Inconti
nence and Retention or Urine.
HUNT'S REMEDY-encourages sleep , cre
ates au appetite , braces up the system , and
renewed health is the result.
HUNT'S REMEDY cures Pain In the
Side , Hack , or J.olns , General Debility ,
Female. Disease * , Disturbed Sloop , Loss i
of Appetite , aud 15rijlit'8 Disease. y
HUNT'S REMEDY quickly induces the
I.lver to healthy action , removing the causes
that produce 1511.ou * Headache , Dyspepsia ,
Sour Stomach , CostivencBS , Plies , &c.
By the use of HUNT'S REMEDY the Stem-
ach and Bowels will speedily regain their strength
and the blood will be perfectly purified.
HUNT'S REMEDY is purely vegetable , and
meets a want never before furnished to the pub
lic , and the utmost reliance may be placed in it.
HUNT'S REMEDY is prepared ex
pressly for the above diseases , and has
never been known to fail. .
One trial will convince you. For sale
by all Druggists.
Send for Pamphet to
HUNT'S REMEDY CO. ,
Providence , K. I >
Prices , 75 cents , and $1.25 ( large size ) .
TWENTY-FIVE YEARS
IN CINCINNATI
Treating ] Consumption. AstliraallronchitlsJijui .
Catarrh , Sore Throat , Loss of Voice , and Other
Maladies of the Xose , Throat and Lungs.
DK 1VOI.F.E treats the above named dbeasea by
Medicated Inhalation * . When thua administer
ed , remedies are brought "face to face" In con
tact with the disease ; whereas , If they are swal
lowed ther mix with the contents o * the stomach
and neve each the organs of respiration.
DR. IVOXj K has. by the Judicious employment
of MedJcatedlnlmlaUons , assisted thousands to
regain their health , many of whom had been
pronounced Incurable , and ( riven up to dlo by
their fatally physicians and friends.
DR. WOXFJE has prepared a list of questions for
sick people"to answer by mall. They are hi char
acter the same he would ask were he by the bed
side of the invalid. By writing answers to thesa
questions any one can send an accurat state
ment of hla disease and receive and us Jnhalln
remedles horae. In any part of the United
States or Canada , without Incurring the expense
and discomfort of making a visit to Cincinnati.
Any one gendln ? his name and post-office addrea *
wlthatbreo-cant postage eiamp. will receive a
copy of tbe "Circular of questions" by return
mall.
DK. WOiFK has published a medical book call
ed 'Common Sense , Cause and Cure of Con
sumption , Asthma , etc. , " a copy of which ho will
send to any body no orders it , by mall , and en
closes 9 cents hi postage stamps with his name
and post office address. The book is of prea
value to any one afflicted with any disease of the
Nose , Throat , or LUCKS.
DK. WOX.FE has also published another
&S pages , entitled "Light about the house we live
to , " which every healthy person as well as glclc
ought to read. This book has a special in tares.
to persons who have weak lungs , or any symp'
torn * of Consumption , Asthma , Bronchitis ,
Catarrh. Sent to any address frep by mall , on
receipts of 9 cents in postage stamps.
Address I E. X. B. AVO1.FE ,
_ 14B Smith St. . Cincinnati. 0.
I ] Teacta , Choir Leate !
School Teachers !
For Common
. IftJc. W.O.
MEKUT CHIMES
SONO KCHO (75c ) AH aie good , cfceerful.Ken-
lal collections if scnoui music.
( WELCOME CHORUS ( . ) fir
nidan. LA0KEt , WREATH
! ( . ) Br Perkuw. VOCAL
a ti. ; female V-icea WELLKr-LErOoi.l.KOE
HiontjCHooLOnoimtl. ) HOUR
OP Sir > GL O ( tl. ) Ail are ezcelleat books by tbe
t compilers.
srvo R8 WZLCOMZ
75c. ) HyEmpjson. PEKR-
, E88 ( Toe. ) By W. O. I
nine. TUE tuEAi , i,5c. ; Classes wiutj either of these
are sure to bo taccotf cs.
REDEMPTION ? | i. )
ForHnslcalSoclefeE edi lou. Itls new
ren.ar.8We work Is
eil w r u p-act.ciiiK. < v7so , bo easy K TH and
BOAZ cCSc. ) . and the fine see * c Uuntota , JOMEPH'B
BovoAOEtL ) Also Ii the O aoctoa Masses , and
large number or Sacred and titcula. Caniaus.
Hend r. r llsis.
SHEPHERD ontnicn COIJ.ECTION- .
l-25'n-MPLtt15IIJUAI- CHAISE
II- ANTHEM MAxP.il.ZEMEKSOVS
UOK ox A.NTUEii , $ i 25 : rncmcn OXPEKI.VG , JL25.
OE.MGLEANEII ; Jl ; &nd many o.i.era. Send for de
scriptive llllS.
Any boot mailed for the retail price.
List * free. Inquiries cheerfully answered
J.TTOX fe HEA.I/T , Chlcoco 111.
OLI VEIt IJITSO.V A. CO. , Uoaton.