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wt--- OMumlnts Aitrtral. VOLUME XXV.-NUMBER 2& COLUMBUS, NEBRASKA, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 31, 1894. WHOLE NUMBER 1,277. ?& c :. f i m .. 1 i t fc:-, lwWw -v IRAXD.V was a charming' little girl of 17; she was also a bundle of contradic t i o n s cultured and crude, clever and foolish, sentimen tal and very much alive to the ridicu lous. She was also extremely pretty in the Irish way, which is, perhaps, the prettiest way in the world. Her father, the rector, was Irish, and lie and all his family were genial, cheery folk, who laughed and grew fat. Miranda was rather ashamed of her own keen sense of fun, which belonged, she supposed, to her "lower nature." Indeed, an ideal Ferdinand (she al ways thought of him as "Ferdinand") already haunted her maiden medita tions an adorable being, undreamed of in maturer philosophy; a splendid guest, to whom the doors of her heart were to fly open. One September day the beaming rector, whose beams had never been obscured except when his only child's mother died ten years before, called to Miranda from his study window. "Chick, would you like to come to London with me for a week'.'"' "Yes, papa," she said, in a little, languid voice, and with a dreamy gaze beyond him into infinity. She had very nearly jumped for joy, but recollected the dignity of woman hood in time, and waited until she got into her own room. Then she did. They went to the house of her father's sister in London. She was a rich and lively old maid, then daily curing a backache at some I'erman baths, and spending most of her time with much cheerfulness up to her chin in them. The happy old parson, who did not often give himself a holiday, enjoyed it thoroughly and so did Miranda. One morning the rector had to go into the city on business and left Mi randa all alone. She meant to recline in an easy chair and read Itrowning: but she got rather strained over "Sor dello," which many who can run can not read. Now Miranda, reclining on her easy chair, found it so much easier than Krowning that she fell asleep. She was shocked at herself when she awoke and found the poet prone at her feet. However, she got up. stretched her arms ami thought she would explore the three drawing rooms in search of new toys and curi osities, of which her aunt was a great collector. She came to the smallest room at the end, and even as she crossed the threshold her eyes fell on a face! She stopped short, then went forward with clasped hands and stood to gaze. It was only the photograph of a very handsome young man stuck into the last leaf of a photograph screen standing on a little table, but in that moment Miranda thought she fore tasted the rapture of a reali.ed ideal In those dark eyes she seemed to read genius and sweetness; in that coun terfeit presentment she seemed to recognize the Ferdinand of her dreams. Almost shyly she slipped the fate ful carte out of the little screen with out even a glance at its companions there. The image had no superscrip tion: the upper and lower edges of the mount had been pared away to admit of its insertion in the screen. This only added the fitting touch of mystery. Miranda could not bring herself to replace and resign what seemed $ ,v! W I w'-A KMITIED THE BOTTLE OF COLOGNE OVER llEIE. almost sacredly her own, almost heaven-sent. She put the heaven sent Ferdinand into her pocket, and when the rector and his daughter went home to the rectory, Ferdinand went, too. Thereafter Miranda spent much time in contemplation of that sun pictured face. In point of fact it was a badly executed photograph, for there was a haziness in some of the outliues, a want of finish in some of the details. This, however, enhanced its significance in. Miranda's eyes, and appeared to her to imply a peculiar value in the portrait as a portrait, in dependent of its merits as a work of art. Miranda passed the winter in trem bling expectation, half hoping, half dreading that her aunt would in some of her letters allude to the missing treasure, and at the same time tear the veil from its mystery, but no such enlightenment came, and in May Mi randa was to go and stay in London with her father's sister. Meanwhile, only two things hap pened to her at the rectory. One was her eighteenth birthday, the other an offer of marriage from her father's curate, which it need scarcely be said that she refused, affianced as she felt herself to her ideal. The curate was a good young man, handsome, too, with good brains, good heart and good expectations. He was devoted to Miranda, and his sober fancy had never pictured any thing so fair and sweet as this reality. Tne poor young ecclesiastic was very unhappy -when she refused him. He never smiled again for at least a week. Then he pulled himself to gether and went about his business manfully l I v s-7& MMF. i-Tfrf ,11 or j i xwrv ft if ir-A In May Miranda (and Ferdinand) went to London, where the pretty country girl was a good deal admired and enjo3ed he.rself very much. In deed, she was pronounced bewitching; there was no monotony about her, and there was a touch of innocent co quetry. Soon after she reached her aunt's house Miranda had gone into that third room; but everything there was differently arranged, and the photd graph screen had disappeared. She dared ask no questions about it One day at breakfast her aunt read a letter that seemed to give her con siderable pleasure. "My dear," said she, "Charlie's coming." "Who is Charlie?" asked Miranda, who had never heard of him before1. "My dear," replied her aunt, rather solemnly, "Charlie is the son of me first and only love; the man I should probably have married if he hadn't preferred some one else." "Oh, poor auntie!" said Miranda, with ready sympathy. "Not at all, me dear! I should have been poor if I'd married him, for he would have spent all me 1 money. He married a richer woman and spent all hers?" "And is he alive now?" "No, me dear both are dead long ago. He got himself killed by a tiger out in India, and it killed her too. Not the tyrer, but the loss of her hus band. Indeed, then, she was far fonder of him than I ever was. Some well off uncle looked after their boy. j and got him into the F. O. He's been in Canada these three years, and now he writes me word he's comirg home, and will be in London next week. So sit ye down, Miranda child, and send him a card for me dance next Thurs day." Miranda did as she was bidden in a little flutter of agitation. An ex quisite possibility had occurred to her. Could this be the original? Could Charlie be Ferdinand? "Is is he nice, auntie?" she asked tremulously. "Well, me dear, you'll see for your self. Oh, yes! Charlie is nice enough, but not so nice or handsome as his poor father, me first and only love." Thursday came; the guests came more than could ever get upstairs. Charlie arrived early and did get up stairs. His hostess, glorious in green velvet and diamonds, pounced on him, took both hands, and kissed him before the assembled multitude. Presently Miranda made her ap pearance, and being effusively intro duced to each other, they went off to the ballroom together, Miranda's heart beat a little faster when they met: for one moment she had seemed to recogni.e the beautiful dark eyes of Ferdinand. Hut ah, no, no! That round foolish face inclined to be eliubbv, that nose inclined to be wide mouth forever a schoolboy grin! siiubby. that widened Dby Hvnerion to a satyr! And as for those eves, there was no speculation in them, and it wouid have been dif ficult indeed to find genius and great ness in their shadows, thought Mi randa, as Charlie prattled inanely at her side. Miranda went to bed that night vaguely disappointed and unhappy, and had a painful dream of a dis torted Ferdinand photographed on a spoon. Charlie came to luncheon next day. Miranda was tired and a little cross; she found him horribly uninteresting. Nice? How could auntie say he was nice? He had not two ideas: he chattered like an ape and was quite as ugly: his eyes were not the least like Ferdinand's. He j was an impostor; he bored her; she j wished he would go. He and her aunt had all the talk to themselves; Miranda sat by silent and glum, and said she had a headache. She was only half conscious that Charlie was J ! babbling. and bragging of his exploits ! j on the ice in Canada; she only half I heard what he said when he asked her aunt if she had ever got the j photos he sent her a year before. j "Nine of our skating club and the 1 what do you call it? you know " "Oh, yes." said her aunt. "I got ' them and put them all into a photo- graph screen. It used to stand on a table in the third room up stairs. I dare say it's somewhere up there. Let us go aud look for it." "Photograph screen?" the words woke up Miranda like a pistol shot. At last at last! And what was going to happen? Was her sin to find her out? No, she would never confess, but she felt very guiltv. and shook in i her shoes. However, she managed to j walk upstairs' in them behind her J aunt, with Charlie at her heels. In the third room her aunt pulled the drawer out of a cabinet. "Here it is," she said, "folded up as flat as a pancake" and she gave it to Charlie, who unfolded it- "Yes." cried he. with his wide laugh, here we all are! Hut I say, where's the the combination com posite what d'you call it? Nine of us blended into one, 3-01: know the new dodge. What's become of it? Awfully handsome fellow we made, too. Kit of ltrown. bit of Jones, bit of me. By Jove! What's the. matter? Are you ill? Here, sit down. Where "s ! the eau-de-cologne?" ' i Miranda sat do.vn. She did feel a 1 l little faint jr an instant while she 1 realized the truth, and Ferdinand j melted into space: but then the sup pressed fun in her "lower nature I jumped up like a Jack-in-the-box on j the phantom heels of the vanishing ' Ferdinand, and she went off into peals on peals of inextinguishable I laughter. They were rather fright- j ened: her aunt slapped her hands; i Charlie emptied the bottle of eau-de- j cologne over her, and I am afraid she ; slapped him. ' "Me poor child, ' said her aunt. "she's hysterical!" I "I'm nothing of the sort," gasped j Miranda, trying to stop laughing, go j ing off again and speaking in spasms. "Oh, oh, oh! it's too, too, too funny! ! Oh, oh. oh! that I should fall in love I with nine men at once! N, no, no! with nine bits of men! Oh, oh, 1 oh! a thing of shreds and patches! Oh, oh, oh! shall I ever, ever, ever . stop laughing?" I ' Miranda went home in July, a mer j rier and wiser girl. In October she I married her faithful curate, whose j only rival had been Ferdinand. Signals used by ships at sea date from 10G5. They were invented by tie duke of York,af terwards Jatnts LJ j PARROTS AND A MONKEY. They Got Along Peaceably Because the Simian Was Awed by Xnmbfrs. Thirty-seven parrots and a monkey formed part of the cargo which Cap tain H. B. Eaton of the barkentinc Geneva brought into this port the oth er day from Orchilla. He entered tho parrots at the custom-house as being valued at $68. They come in free, but if he wants to larid the monkey the latter will be liable to a duty of twen ty er cent, says the" Baltimore Herald. While Captain Eaton tfnqiicstiona bly had a "monkey-and-parrot" time of it during his voyage from Venez uela, his birds fared better than did the parrot in the story. His parrots had a good deal of fun all tho way on the ocean. They were numerous enough to defy the monkey and all arrived a't Baltimore, each with its full share of feathers and in possession of a voice delightful to ears which find melody in Japanese cracked fiddles or Chinese war gongs. The crew on the Geneva did not lack for lively conversation oti tho way from South America to Maryland, and the parrots had fine opportunity to give up their Spanish cuss words for a choice vocabulary of epithets redolent of an Anglo-Saxon forecastle. Any one who wants a parrot to swear at tramps, frighten intruding cats and dogs, or tickle the children and shock the ladies by its language und general eussedness, can. no doubt. le supplied from the outfit brought hither on the barkentinc Captain Eaton says that the parrot crop in Venezuela is not a failure, and it i-; further understood that these green and red feathered birds in that country enjoy unusual educational ad vantages. They articulate (at home) only in the purest Castilian phrase ology, while in America they chatter away in English with a disregard of ears polite which is as refreshing a it is unique. A few specimens, hoivever. have lieeii carefully preserved from contam ination and can sjeak only Spanish, using bad language, no doubt, but it sounds good lwause no one under stands it. Common, every-day par rot... who can say only "Polly wants a cracker." have here the opportunity to incrcue their vocabulary, which may not be neglected. JOE PULVER'S CAT. Mr. 1'iilirr Though of raving a Hit of Ouiet I-'un V. llli I iksv. .Joseph I'ulver is a farmer who lives 111 Woleott. Wauk- county. N. Y. He own- a farm and a cat. The farm is feil'l" and productive, and so is the cat. for that matter, but that is an other story. Am way. the cat has a violent antipathy to dog. It will not let one get near enough to it to be friendly, and generally runs away after enlarging its tail and glaring greenly at the canine visitor for a moment. i'ulver went out to the barn one morning. lie saw the cat asleep in a barrel. In the course of half an hour or so he thought out a joke. The joke wa to Ik' on the cat. I'ulver got down on his hands and knees, tipped the barrel over and snarled and barked like a dog. He had anticipated much fun for himscli in watching tho cat scoot for cover. At the risk of getting ahead of tin story it may be stated that it was the cat that had the fun. When the barrel went over the cat came out on the floor. It brought with it the inflated tail and the emer ald eyes. 1'uher was all ready to lauh. He didn't do it. though. He was otherwise engaged. Instead of running, the cat. by some strange and unprecedented mental process, de cided to fight. Undoubtedly, it thought that I'ulver was the strangest looking dog it had ever seen, but that cut no particular figure. It sailed in and for the next five minutes I'ulver was busier than he ever was before in his life. Those who know say the fight was a beauty. After the combatants had one from one end of the barn to the other Mrs. I'ulver and the young 1'ulvers, to the number of three, ar rived on the scene. They succeeded in separating the cat and the man. and then the oldest boy was sent for a doctor. The cat had no medical attendance, but is doing as well as could be expected. There is a moral here, but, out of respect to the cat. it will not bo drawn. Uses for Old Wheels. The secretary of the navvy mis-ion makes an appeal to all bicyclists who have no further use for or are getting rid of tliir old safety machines to send them ax a gift or sell them at a nominal price to the society he repre sents for Use by the missionaries aud employes. These bicycles. he says, are of immense service to them. often halving their labor and doubling their effi ciency." as they have to travel long distances in the course of t'icir work. It is the navvies to whom we owe the good roads which make cycling Mich a pleasure, and it is not unreasonable to hope his appeal will le liberally re sponded to. London Figaro. In the vt. His grace the duke had sat for sev eral moments silent. Of eoui-e."the heiress wax ob serving, absently toying with her fan. you are a landed nobleman?" The man in t'iiom centered all her hopes of entering high society sighed deeply. Practically." lie rejoined, gloomily: I owe our old man .-o much inonej that 1 can't got away." ISising with a glad cry she fell on hi? neck. l)e t roit Tribu ne. In Ills New Home. Ihing Editor My dear, when I am gone please have this epitaph carved on my monument: "We are here to stay." Weeping Wife Yes. dear. Dying Editor And be sure that it ix put at the top of the column. Printer's Ink. Worthies Investment. -I've given a wedding present to every couple that's been married in this town for the last ten years." said Mrs. Badlinscd. "and all for nothing."' How is that?"' asked her neighbor. Why. my daughter. Mary Jane, has just eloped and got married."' St. Louis was named from Louis IX., of France. The name was orig inally given to his depot and trading talion by Pierre Laclede Liguest mkRell.Metough HE WAS THE HARDEST MAN OF HIS GENERATION. His Mother Taught Him the Gospel of Robbery and Murder and His Crimes Would Make the Bandits of the Prev ent Day Weep In Their Jealous). Never in the histdry of oufsuwry was there a more notorious bandit than" John A. Mtirrell, who operated during the decade preceding 1842 along the Georgia and Florida bound ary line and in portions of Alabama and Mississippi. For years his crimes formed the darkest unwritten page in the history of the country. Murrell was taught by maternal ex ample to be a thief and robber". Young Murrell asked a notorious set of gam blers to join his band. They laughed sit him. He left the room and in the darkness of the night secured a dozen horses belonging fd the gamblers and lied. Murrell made d, successful raid one night in Alabama at a country church where had he just preached a sermon. He rode off in the darkness, leading a drove of the finest horses in the com munity. He crossed the Chattahoochee river and never halted until he reached Georgia. He was walking along the road near Thomasville shortly after ward and saw a young man coming toward him. "Where are you going, my friend?" asked Murrell. "I am not going your way," was the reply. "Well," said Murrell. "if 1 can't have the pleasure of your company, won't you turn over your money to me?"' The youngster was covered with a pistol and came to a halt. His hands went up. but by some means he made a brave reach for his pistol. Murrell saw the movement and sent a bullet through the young man's heart. The dead body was buried in a lime sink. Murrell organized a band of highway men and he was chief. His word was law. and perfect oliedience was re quired or death was the -eiialty. So perfect was -the organization and system of operations under Murrell that not until near the end of the Murrellites' existence was it known that there was a lawless band of whites in that section, says the Chi cago Times. The Murrellites used se cret signs and held their meetings in caves and swamps. A few Indians of the Seminole tribe were scattered here und there throughout Southern Georgia, and the crimes committed by the Murrellites were charged to them. Companies of whites were formed to war against, the Indians. Finally the Seminoles were driven into Florida, where they sought refuge in the everglades. After the Indians left the country horrible crimes were perpetrated throughout that section. Whole families were brutally butch ered. Men were shot down at work and helpless women and children were lieaten to death with clubx. Houses and barns were plundered and then burned. Lives and property were hourly in danger of destruction. Vic tims cried for mercy in vain there was none shown. The crimes were not laid at the door of John A. Murrell or his band. Work on the farms and in the shops and stores was abandoned. Many res idents i!ed to the North and left their homes to the mercy of the bandits. It was at this time, early in 1S42, that General William Bailey, a wealthy cit izen of Monticello. Fla.. began the or ganization of a band for the suppres sion of crime in that section. In sjieaking of the regulators and the final history of the Murrellites. Mr. Ellen wood of Waycross, Ga., who was a regulator, iij: After the regulators were thor oughly organized there was a horrible murder near St. Marks. Fla. A well known young man left Monticello. Fla.. for St. Marks. He had on his -lerson a large sum of gold and bills. Before reaching St. Marks the Mur rellites fell upon him and murdered him. A man named Youmans, who was a notorious character, was sus pected of the murder. He was captured by the regulators and finally confessed that he knew all about the murder. He said John A. Murrell and a large band of robliers had committed the murder. You mans was made to stand on the rear end of a wagon and a rope was fastened to an oak limb over his head and then adjusted to his neck. He confessed that the Murrellites were guilty of many crimes charged to the Indians. He said Jack Jewell was a Murrellite and was the meanest man under Murrell., "Jack Jewell wax next caught and hanged near the place of Youmans' death. No confession could be ob tained from him. He was taken to a place near where Youmans was hanged and there swung to a limb until death came. John A. Murrell. the chief of the Murrellites. was never captured, but died a natural death among strangers. He made no confession and never made any disposition of his property. It was suppo-ed that Murrell was im mensely rich, and several attempts have been made to discover the where abouts of the hidden wealth." Somber-Clad Conicaii. Nearly all of the jeasant men and momeu of Corsica that I saw were clad in the most somber manner. The men wore dark brown or black eorduroy or velveteen suits, with heavy hobnail boots, and black broad-brimmed som breros. Not satisfied apparently, with this heavy coat and trousers, each wore a heavy vest of the same materi al. Around the waist each wore a broad red sash with ends hanging down at the sides, which set off the black or brown suit. 'Hie women were dressed mostly in black from head to foot, with black shawls on their heads, and a pretty face was rare among them. They will not compare with the Ital ians for beauty of person. Century. Iluurs Old. The brevity of insect life is illus trated in the case of those insects that molest and ruin the mushroom. The latter. whose life is measured by hours, is often ruined by an insect which de posits eggs that hatch out rrnbs while the mushroom is still apparently in the ' full vigor of yottth. Before the mush room! has reached the tottering ago of forty-eight htiurs the grubs may de velop into the fuU-bldttd insects. BOYS OF POVERTY GAP. Now ThVy Ue Mud for Fiei Instead 01 fur Missile. Jacob A. Riis, whtfse studies Of th poor in the great cities have" attracted much attention, writes an article Ori "Playgrounds for City Schools" for the Century. Whilo this has particular Reference to New York city, it is ap plicable in ft nieastiro to all large cities. Mi'. Riis says there Is only one public school in New York city "that has a regular playground, ami that was not acquired for that purpose. It Is in the heart of the tenement district, and was an old grave yard which had to be purchased by the authorities to pre vent the shutting out of light from the school. It may have been a mere coincidence that the rough gang of boys which used to disgrace that block on Second avenue, and occasionally did much mis chief, has not been heard from since the old graveyard liecanio a play ground, writes Mi'. Riis. It is a fact, anyhow, and my experience with Poverty Gap makes me feel quite cer tain that there is a connection lwtween the two things. Over there it used to lie next to impossible to go through the block without lieing pelted with mud by the ragmuflins, who very early de velojied into toughs of a peculiarly vicious stamp. They half killed two Mlicenien and. out of sheer malice, lieat to death the one boy in the block with a good reputation. The neigh borhood was as desolate ax it wax des perate; but when the wicked old ten ements were torn down, and a public playground was opened on the site of them, with swings and sand heaps and wheelbarrows and shovels, the whole neighliorhood changed as if b magic. There were no more outrages. I don't believe I heard once from Pov erty Gup that year through the police. Even a man with spectacles might go undisturbed through the block. The boys had found other use for tin mud. As an ingredient of pies it was xi great jiersuader of peace, whereas in the gutter it had lieen a standing challenge to combat with society at large. All the wickedness that remained in Pover ty Gap spent itself in the name it gave the playground. "Holy Terror Park." But it was harmless. Unfortunately. the park is gone. The building of the Wayfarers" lodge wijved it out in part, j There is yet room, however, and a j rare chance for some public spirited citizen to do his day and generation (all but the police reporter) a good 1 turn. SPEAKING WITHOUT TONCUES I'rofcsor Huxley Say the Thin:; Is Not at All linpoqtllile. Can we speak without a tongue? Professor Huxley says yes. Persons suffering from cancer frequently lo.-e their tongues and discover that they cannot only talk as well as formerly, but also that their sense of taste ix not impaired. The letters d and t are the only ones which, as a rule, those de prived of their tongue find any diffi culty in pronouncing properly, and such letters are frequently turned into f's. p's. v's. th's. Many instances are on record of the speaking powers of tongueless jersons. In J4 I A. I). sixty Christian confessors had their tongues cut out by order of Hunnerie. but in a short time some of them went out preaching again. Pope Leo III. is said to have suffered similar mutila tion and to have regained his speech. Sir John Malcom tells of one Zal Kahn. who had his tongue cut out and who recovered his speech enough to tell the physician how it happened. Margaret Cutting was examined be fore the Royal society of England in 1712. She had not a vestige of tongue remaining, and yet "discoursed as flu ently and as well ax othei-x." Tho tongue actually apjiears unnecessary to the development of speech. Family Magazine. Housed the Churche. Some little time since members ot the Salvation army in Glasgow re ported that on a Saturday evening they watched eight saloons and counted the number of visitors. There were 2.'Ui8 men and JJOo women who entered in the course of a single hour. Further more, they examined the record- of tho criminal courts and found that 67.000 women had been brought De fore them on the charge of drunken ness, disorderly conduct or personal assault and more than 1. '5.000 convict ed. The result of this report made quite a sensation in the city and tho churches have been roused. FOR THE LADIES. Salt dissolved in aleohol will re move grease spots. A gentleman must kiss every lady he is introduced to in Paraguay. It is the custom of the country. "Well, Anna, have you found the rose for my hair yet?"' "Yes, madam; but now I cannot find the hair." Buss, to kiss: rebuss, to kiss again: blunderbuss, two girls kiss'ng each other; omnibus, to kiss all the girls in the room. Lily Mrs. Candour intimated ths other night that your hair was not your own. Daisy "lis false! Lily That's what she said. The khedive of Egypt, like the Chinese emperor, takes more stock in his mother's advice than in th it of any of his counsellors. Mrs. Woodruff" of Little Valley, N. Y., and Mrs. Howland of Napoli. N. Y., are two regularly ordained Con gregational ministers. A small mouth, according to a cele brated professor of physiognomy, shows great indecision of character and not a little cowardice. In Sitka, when an Indian wife has lost her husband by death, she goes into mourning by painting the uppr part of her face a deep black. He, tenderly Do you believe in love at first sight? She, meaningly I certainly believe that the more one sees of certain persons tho less one likes them! And he changed his mind about proposing to her. In Holland women and persons of either sex under the age of 10 are now forbidden to begin work earlier than 5 a. m., or to continue at work after 7 p. m.. nor can their work ex ceed eleven hours a day m all. HOW STOUT GOT STOUT. THE REMARKABLE EXPERIENCE OF A RHEUMATIC SUFFEUER. All Bnt Paralysed tost Ills Flesh and Expected to Die .Hott He Cot Well and Strong. (Frotn tho 3It. Sterling, 111., Republican".? Yek men are held in higher esteem by thei fellow townspeople than Jas. W. Stout of Riplfiy, III., and it Is due no doubt partly tb this popularity that the record of the case his created snch wide-spread interest While his expe rience is not without an equal, yet. it has been sutlicicntly remarkable to de mand the attention of thousands of people in Illinois, among whom are numbered some of the most eminent physicians. In January, 1S93, Mr. Stout vraa stricken with what was then believed to be sciatic rheumatism, and in a short time was barely able to hobble around on crutches, and it seemed to his friends that his days were numbered. Today he is a strong, hearty looking man of 100 pounds. How this wonderful chaCge was brought about is most interesting as told to a representative of the Republi can by Mr. Stout himself: "I was afflicted with sciatic rheuma tism and lumbago in January, 1SU3. The sciatic nerve on the right side be came affected in the hip, running down to the ankle and across the small of the back to the left side, and soon my whole system became atllicted, causing me the most excruciating pain. In : very short time I became totally unable to attend to any business whatever, and the disease rapidly growing worse I had to take to my bed, whero I lay suffering almost continuously for months tho most agonizing torture, scarcely being able to move or be moved. At one time I lay for six weeks flat on my back, the slightest move ment causing me such pain as almost to throw me into convulsions. I can not begin to express to you the intense pain I suffered. I was drawn, by tho eevereness of the malady, ovj to the left side; lost my appetite, had no de sire for food, and what little I did eat I could not digest, the digestive organs failing to perform their duty, adding greatly to my already precarious condi tion. For weeks at a'time I was unable to eat or sleep, suffering all the time most intensely and at times fearing I would lose nry reason, and would have welcomed death to relieve me of my sufferings. I consulted with local physicians and some of the most eminent specialists of the larger cities throughout the country, some treating me for one thing and some for another, but with out effect, and I received no relief whatever. One physician told me I had double curvature of tiie spine and would eventually become paralyzed. I spent hundreds of dollars in the short time I was atllicted without receiving the least benefit My friends all thought that there was'no hope for me whatever and said that 1 must die, and I, myself, had almost given up in des pair, when in September, lS'jri, about eight months after I was first atllicted. my attention was called to Dr. Wil liams' Pink Pills for Pale People. With out much hope, I at once sent to V. F. Rickey & Co., Druggists, Mt. Sterling. 111., and procured some of the pills and immediately bcan taking them. Dc fore long I became aware of a great change for the better in my almost hopeless condition. My appetite came back and my digestive organs perform ed their usual functions properly. I took some more and grew rapidly bet tercould sit up in a. chair and my body began to straighten out; contin ucd'the treatment and in a short time was able to be about on crutches. My recovery from that time on was very rapid and assured. My right leg, which before I commenced this treatment, was numb and dead, now experienced a pricking, tingling sensation. I was enabled to throw away my crutches and walk uprisrht once more among my fel lows, a better man physically than ever before. When first taken by the dis ease I weighed 1C0 pounds, was reduced to 11.1; I now weigh 100, more than I ever weighed at any time in my life. Yes, sir, I lay my recovery entirely to Pink Pills. Dr. Williamses' Pink Pills for Talc People are an unfailing specific for such diseases as locomotor ataxia, par tial paralysis, St Vitus' dance, sciatica, neuralgi, rheumatism, nervous head ache, theafter effects of la grippe, palpitation of the heart, paleand sallow complexions, and all forms of weakness either in male or female. Pink Pills are sold by all dealers, or will be sent post paid on receipt of price, (."iO cents a box, or six boxes for S-.."0 the; are never sold in bulk or by the 1C0) by addressing Dr. Williams Medicine Co., Schenectady, N. Y. Hoirto Help the Children Grow Erect and Stately. William Blaikie, the author of "How to Get Strong and How to Stay So,' spoke beforo the lireoklyn Teachers Association recently on "Physical Edu cation." " I want," said he, " to see if, in an informal talk, we can't hit upon some way in winch we can bring the physical education of school children down to a practical basis. Our chil dren, who are healthy and buxom when they begin school-work, come out pale, sickly and with round shoulders. If you require the children under you to sit far back on a chair and to hold their chins up, you will cure them of being round-shouldered, and the lungs and other vital organs will have free and healthy play. Another simple plan is to have the children bend over backward until they can see the ceiling. This ex ercise for a few minutes each day will work a wonderful transformation. If a well-qualified teacher could le era- ntnvfwl in ciirwiri-itiid ihf ulivsienl do- velopment of the children, the lest re- ! suits would be seen. Dr. Sargent, now tho Superintendent of the Harvard Gvm- nasium, who formerly had charge of a gymnasium in New York, has no equal as a teacher of simple, efficacious means by which the weak parts of one's body may le develojed. I think it would be well for you to send some competent physician to him to take lessons, and then the exercises could be taught to your teachers. Tiie first step should be simple and economical. Exercises of the simplest kind can be begun without any apparatus." Artclc Kxplnrpr l'mllniyel. j PhiladelDhia Lcdcrer: The ill success 1 of most of the exploring parties this year does not seem to have dishearten ed either the leaders or their compan ions. Mr. Wcllman has already an nounced his intention of trying the Spitzebcrgen route to the north pole again next year. The members of Lieutenant Peary's party, who return ed home recently, are talking of attack ing the same point next summer by the same highway, and Dr. Cook means to try Greenland once more next summer. Even Prof. Hite is not satisfied with the laurels he wen in I.abrador and has expressed his intention of starting on a longer and greater journey of research this winter. WANTED HER WALLET. A Caso In Which Womw'i Beasoalar I'owf r Got Iler lato Trouble. Feminine logic is about tho oldest of old themes for ridicule, and yet a typ ical femalo reasoncr was brought to her knees the other day in a yew York trimming store by another wo man who possessed in a positive de gree the. pflwer to abstain from con clusion without argument. Both strangers had been flitting like humming-birds from counter to counter, and laying down their pack ages between one box and another, until finally they arrived at bending over the same one. Tho ono who hadn't .he logic turned away first and in a ?ort of absent excitement was walking away with tho other woman's pockot book. That's my pockctbook you have taken in mistake." said the bereft one. and glancing at it the other saw that it must be. Then if this is yours, pleaso give me mine." she replied. I know nothing whatever of yours," said the first. ! know simply that this is mine." But 1 want my pocketliook."' I have n doubt you do. but I don't scv exactly why you should look to mo for it." 15ut f haw yours." answered the logical one. You certainly have." was the reply, -but it doesn't necessarily follow that I have yours." I shall certainly have my pocket book." said the other bridling up with an air of justified outrage. I have no possible objection," was the answer, -to you having your own pockctbook. but in the meantime you will please hand me back mine." certainly not." said the now irate woman, with line reason. -I shall get back my own first." Keeping her temjier and quietly sending a messenger to the desk, the moneyless woman looked calmly at tho storming one clinging to her property until a clerk arrived on the scene. -Perhaps." she said, -you will be able to convince this lady that it is possible she may have left her pocket book at another counter. She evi dently seems to think that as I haven't it about ine. as she has mine. I have hidden it somewhere, and. meantime, 1 require my own pocketliook. I'm in a hurry." The pocket liook was returned to the desk from another counter half an hour ago." said the clerk. -The lady can have it by identifying it. Red leather, monogram II. L.? Yes." And then the unreasoning woman broke down and craved a million pardons. TELEPHONE DEAD BEATS. They l!;ipu't Much Consideration for tlip Man Who Ilents the .Machine. -If there is a variety of dead beats," said an eminent citizen the other morning, -which annoys me 111OKO than all others, it is the man who moves into your building because you have a telephone. At first he drops into your oilice and tells you his wife bade him order a steak lefore noon and that he had forgotten whether it was porterhouse or sirloin. Ho says that a family across the street from his house has a phone, and that with your permission he'll just ring "em up and have "em send for Mrs. X. Well, that doesn't bother you much liccatisu you arc thinking of the family across the street . but in a week or two Mrs. X. begins to call you up with the request that you step across the hall and bring her husband to the phone. Then the husband begins to drop in to telephone his commercial acquaintances, until two-thirds of his entire business is done over your wire. There is only one more step. One of his agents is up. say. in Mount Vernon, and it is very necessary to communicate with him immediately. As much as 1 may depend upon a word. He hurries in and says of course you have con nection with Mount Vernon. It is marvelous how man's inventions put the mind at naught. -While you are chalking up twenty five cents to profit and loss he has be come the possessor of your telephone. From that time on, if you are using it when ho comes in. he waits impa tiently and gives you a look, when you ring off. as much as to say, 'Sir, you are taking liliertics with my property which I must resent. There are but two things left to do tako out the telephone or move out your self. I am fond of my offices, so tho telephone had to go." A Kind Ife.irt. Tram) Please, mum. will you give me two 10-eent pieces? Housekeeper Cl"ar out! I haven't -PIeas mum. I only want one of them for myself." -Hum! That's queer." -The other I want to give to your next-door neighbor. The oor woman said she hadn't a cent. Perhaps, mum, you haven't any either: but don't lose courage, mum: I'll hustle around town, and see if I can't b-g enough for all Of lis." Here's a dollar. Now go." Too Snmrt. He wax a sharp young book can vasser who wished to show his smart ness by quizzing an old farmer, and liegan by asking him if there were any pretty girls in the n'ighl)orhood. Ye-." replied the old man: -there's a dreadful sight of "em so many that then' ahYt half enough respectable fellows for "em all. and so some of "em are beginning to take up with look canvassers and such like trash." Thy youiitf man did not follow up the subject. Truth. A Health Indicator. Mrs. Xexdoor How is old Mr. Moneybaggs this morning? Mrs. SharjKjye I haven't heard: but i noticed that L)r. Rigfee looked very gloomy when he left the Moneybaggs residence a little while ago. Mrs. Xexdoor Ah. then the dear old gentleman is getting well. Family Keaeniblance. And whom floes your husband think the baby resembles?"' He thinks it resembles its uncle a brother of his."' I didn't know your husband had a brother?' II' liu-ift. It di'd wh'ii it was two davs old." Life. 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