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The Exeter Advocate, 1892-6-16, Page 7Only a Olt or Childhood. 'What did the baby go for Softly the aummer night Pei/ like a benediction On the baby, ehrouded white. oar two golden summers rewaa not a life, we lay— Only a bit of childhood. 'The greet God threw away." What did the baby go for? 0, thou shadow of death 0, thou angel 1 thou demon ! Icy of touch and breath We cry to the smelt heavone, And no voice auswerein. Will there over come a morning When, our tears all dried, Besting le fair, green pasture The mver of life beside, Wo shall know beyond all doubting Just why the baby diode Oh, thank God for the children I .A.ye, give thanks though we lay Under the sod of the valley " The fairest of all away. Thank Uh for those that leave us! Thank Rim for those that stay —Maude Moore. 711E PAIlillAatilNT IN Zicenc. .had the Meals/ming of the .a.strononsical Summer. The choicest gift in the power of June to beetow is the summer solstice, which occurs on the 20th, at 6 hours 16 minutes in the evening, as the sun enters the nigu of the Crab and astronomical ourainer lbegmee The moon quarters early in the morning of the 2nd of June, and the following day is in couiunction with Saturn. On the 6th there is conjunction with Uranus. The next conjunction is with Mars on the 314th followed five day e later by Jupiter and the waning crescent being at their closest for the month. Neptune's turn comes next. On the 24t11 Mercury and the young moon ledlenob together, and on the 25th we have 'Venus in conjunction, Venus graces the month by appearing in her role of greatest brilliancy. She is still pursuing us as we revolve about the sun, and as she draws nearer her size increases. She ie, however, yielding to the strain of the chain that binds her to the sun, and before the month closes the beautiful queen of the night will oe lost to us. Mars is morning star, although he rises a little after 11 o'clock in the evening and gets up earlier and earlier as the month advances. Re is growing large quite per- ceptibly and at the close of June will be lour times the size he was when the year began. In August, when he is in appo- sition, he will be a most glorious object and we shall have his ruddy face to gaze upon throughout th,e night. Saturn is evening star. Ms steady light, of a slightly ruddy tinge, makes him quite !easily distinguished, as he beam south about 7 o'clock and is about half way between overhead and the horizon. Jupiter is morning star and rises about 2 o'clock. Re is nearly at the average dis- tance from the earth, but is gradually ap- proaching us and in consequence gaining in brilliancy and aize.—New York Times. Teething Per Sleep. There is always a difference of opinion as to how a bath should be taken—that is, in respect to the temperature a the water. One authority aesures as that a hot bath is a strong stimulant and should never be used by a person in strong health. Ninety degrees is the limit of the warm bath. It ihjehe highest temperature safe to use and it Wi most as high as any one would be likely to take it. But physiciaus often prescribe a higher temperature for certain physical ailments. A salt bath taken at night at a temperature of 80 to 85 degrees will often *Ince a pleasant sleep when nothing else will. It has a peculiarly soothing effect upon the nerves and will send restless babies, tired with teething, into a whole- some sleep, when narcotics are almost use- less. The best salt for this purpose is rock salt, which may be purchased for a small price by the peck at almost any grocery Acre. Concentration of 'wealth. 31r. B. F. Patten, of Wahhani, in the course of an after-dinner talk on nationalism at Boston said: "Does each man have a chance to bring out all that within him lies under our prennt system? Most em- phatically ! And 'why? Because the wealth of the nation has slowly become con- fused in the hands of the few; and no nation can continue great and develop a noble and high civilization under such con- ditions. 'When Egypt went down 2 per cent. of the population owned 97 per cent. of her wealth. The people were starved to death. When Babylon went down 2 per cent. owned all the wealth. When Persia went down 1 per cent. owned all the land. When Rome went down 1,800 men owned all of the then -known world. In the United States in 1850 capitalists owned 37i of the zation'S wealth, aed in 1891, 63 per cent If this ratio is kept up what will they own in 20 years V' The Preacher or nee rueure. Rev. S. Magus Getthere : Well, have you discovered anything? Rrivate Detective—Yes, I have unearthed *7A 1 sesndaL Rev, S. M. � -=-Rave the papers got it yet ? Private Deteetive—No ! Rev. S. M. G. --Good ! Leave your notes egith me. Have the bulletin board hung out and reuh dodgers around town announcing that I preach an "Extra "to -night. Intakes a Difference. Chicago Tribune : Mr. Billus—Chug- water, I am having a lightning -rod put on my house. Do you believe in lightning rods? Mr. Chugwater—I haven't much faith in them. But what kind of roof has your house ? "A tin roof." "What kind of tin ?" " What difference does it make ?" All the difference in the world, 13illus. If it's American tin it's protected already." Virn have often had occasion to notice the liberties taken by some lawyers with witnesses whose evidence they wished to discredit in the eyes of a jury, and at times wondered why they were permitted with impunity to, use language to witnesses in the box for which they would have been promptly kicked had the same language beenused anywhere case. Very likely °there have been similarly inapreiscied, for we notice that a society has been formed in London under the title of the Witnestme Protection Society to protect witnesses from insult by, counsel, to put the matter of con- tempt of court into the hands of a jury, and to mho!, a fund to indemnify contumacious witnesses from pecuniary loss, provided always that tho questions they refuse to answer reflect upon their honor, and are at this same time itreievant to the mules of the CSSO. The little village of Abbaeh, Bavaria, has been completely doettoyecl by fire. The pollee were called upon at Heidel. berg yeeterday to disperse a body of strik- ing cigar -makers who had become riotous. Sonentarreets were made. The strikers are m 'still in an ugly mood, and threaten to bens n *110 factory in which they were employed v before:thee etriko.. A MODERN 1111ARTY11. The Ssored Promise Which Sealed Love's Lips, had been engaged to Loftus fifteen I years, aud when f had passed my 36th mtbhi orarttiel!d a:171:111w'; serenoabse(3t hneaegoutlookyears hrni 1)nyr i:fienti lesocerna• aintriaerea,thtelriefairk,invvdthstanhueagrlye einhartmhe - world, and a strong, energetio will. At least it seemed to be energetic in every direction except the way that led to mar- riage. isra that I ever doubted the love of ray Loftus, nor his fealty, but 1 could not understand why he seemed so blissfully content in being my lover, just my lover. No one could fill the role more perfectly) and his devotion was BO established, and so constantly apparent in even, the slightest detail, that every one in Pimley, where we had grown up together, blanled me for Loftus' probation, and I was openly re- proached for dilly-dallying with so honest a man and so true a lover. I could not consistently inform the public at large, and my censors in particular, that how- ever well disposed a woman may be she cannot marry the man of her choice until he asks her 130 name the day, and thia pre- liminary my betrothed had studiously avoided. He never even remotely ap- proached any iiveuue that might lead to the subject, though he eccasionally referred very sweetly and tenderly to our life to- gether in the future. Time, of course, brought about many other marriages in our immediate circle. All my brothers and sisters went off in regular order until there were left with my father Tom, my youngest brother, and myself. After a while Tom "went on the road" for a Boston commercial house, and nally was offered a chance in a new branch of the same concern just started in Denver. To my surprise father not only urged Ms acceptance of the offer, but expressed a strong desire to go with him and remain a year or two. "Dell won't wane to leave Loftus," he remarked calmly, "and anyway they'll be married before long, I suppose." This had been a favorite supposition of father's for a number of years. " We could go by way of Chicago and see Uncle Eb and the folks. It's a trip I've always longed to take." Distened to these words and felt them as if they had been blows of a clinched hand, but the pride by which an angel iell was strong in me as it is in many of the world's commonplace and everyday women. I bit my lipto keep them from trembling as I said, ' Wouldn't it be lovely, such an altogether new life and experience." " Yes, " said father lightly, and I loved, oh, how' loved him for that speech 1 "hut it won't be such good fun without my daughter. If she could only come—if there wasn't any question of that other fellow that can't spare her." In a moment I had made up my mind. "But I am going with you if you go," I said, smiling. "What did you think? Of course I need not say. I can come back and be married, or Loftus can come to Denver, if we like it well enough to settle there. You see there's no time set for the marriage, and a year or two won't make much difference." I am afraid there may have been a touch of sarcasm in my tone, but it passed unnoticed. "Why, that's it," said Tom briskly, "Time goes on, and people might as well have a change from the old rut. We can shut up the house here indefinitely. We can find some one to keep the grounds in order. What's to stop us from a picnic of three 1" I felt in my own mind a vagueidea, rather a hope, that Loftus might, or perhaps desire to, make it a picnic of four. That afternoon when he came I spoke. • He usually stopped on the porch every afternoon on his way home except Tues- days—his bowling club—and Fridays, which were given to poor little Eunice Craig, who had been for years an invalid. I thought it one of the loveliest traits in his character, this kindness to • one so weak and suffering. Of course we all wont to see Eunice occasionally, all of the "old crowd," both mar- ried and single, but Loftus was her anchor and standby, and the feeling with which he was regarded in the Craig house- hold was little short of worship. I was never jealous of the time he gave to 'Eu- nice—it rnade me love him all the more. Well, so when he came sauntering up the walk about 4, and took his seat near me in his favorite big rocker' I broached the Denver project with muchpromptness and gayety. Re had begun to swing my ham- mock gently, and continued so to awing it. "But you're not in earnest, really, are you Dell ?" he aeked at last. I was dying to get a sight of his face, but I couldn't without sitting up. "0! course I'm in earnest," I responded readily. "Tom and father are in earnest; why shouldn't I be?" "But Tom and your father haven't—me —to think of." "Von great baby,' I answered, laughing, "1 won't stay longer than a year." "Von might see r ome fellow you would like better," said Loftus, forlornly. "Oh, I think I am too old now to change my mind." I was beginning to be a little amused at his resigned, yet wretched manner. "1 don't know that women ever get too old to change their minds," said Loftus, in the same reproachful tone. "Do men ever get old enough to makeup theirs?" was on the point of my tongue to ask, but I had never been sharp with Loftus, and it seemed a poor time to begin. "You could come and see me once or twice," I suggested. " It's a delightful trip." "Awfully expensive,. dear," said this exasperating inan. " Well, if I pay your way out you can surely pay it back,',I said, laughing, but Loftus did not laugh. " I mighn't want to cone) back," he said gently. Then there was a long silence and the hammock went on s-wingine. Had ever woman such an aggravating lover and ono so dearly lovable? This was the beginning of many such dis- cussions. We kept perfect friendlineas while opposing each other on every point, and one talk islwaya ended where it begat', He demanded no sacrifice, ' bub, on the other hand, he offered none. I felt that I was only responsible to Loftus in eo far as I desired his happiness. I desired it with my whole heart, for in it lay my own enfolded, but I felt too deeply to be anything but firm and proud. And so the day nine -the still, beautiful October day, and Loftus walked to the train with us, and waved us a goocnby from the platform SS we rushed ateay with a shriek and rattle from dear old Pimley. But first we had a moinent to ourselves on the shady side of the station, with not a soul in sight, but, I dise't thiek Loftus would have cared if there lied been a regi- ent. He kept his arm around me and over took his eyes froth iny face. 1 was cry, very miserable, but I smiled and hotted. elavougle it all. Loftus scarcely , answered me; he ground his teeth now and then, and Puce the team came down bis face. " You know that I belong to you, where - ever you are—yen believe it—don't you, Dell ?" he said °nee or twiem. And then, D " hard to let you go." But the whistle shrieked and father called, ‘` Conies Della," and then poor Loftus kissed me with a EMU° and whispered, "Cod love you, Della, my wife, my dear, dear is ife," Those were the int words I heard hint say, and then father leaned across to close the car window against the cinder showers, and Tom was putting on his big, loose linen coat, * We went to Chicago and stopped at other cities along the line, and came safe at last to beautiful Deliver, but my heart' stayed in ,Pimley. It was a great, big, glorious world that the train had traversed, vast stretches of prairie, majeetio heights of mountain land, busy, thriving towns and active, splendid people. Pimley was a little, quiet village among the New England hills, and in it was the one loved human being who made or unmade the world for me. He wrote to me often, my dear, strange Loftus, but be never spoke of coming, nor of my return. His letters were full of kind- ness and sweet, every -day affection, but there was a tinge of bitterness in their tone —a feeling as of one at hopeless variance with fate. I used to cry over them and re - preach myself so bitterly—for what? Surely I need not blame myself when he had not reprosethed me. If only once he had written to me, "Dell, come back," or Dell, I miss you," or made me in any way conscious of a nearer duty to him, I san sure I could never have borne so patiently, nor at all, my exile. But, as it was, I c.ould only let the days go on—though the sweet- ness of my life seemed going with them— and wait. We had a lovely little cottage for our housekeeping, father and Tom and I, on the outskires of Denver, and a view of valleys and mountain -tops that were a ceaseless wonder and delight. I felt the charm of this grand, solitary nature in the intervals of pining for the picket fences and dwarf orchards of my "native heath," and used to rove about in stout shoes and a big hat, getting within restricted limits some faint idea of "magnificent distances " so lavishly spread before the eye. One day 1 came in before dinner, rather tired, very sunburnt and dusty, and was about to dis- appear for half an hour's seclusion and a bath, when I heard a man's footstep sound quickly on the wide piazza. I knew it was not time for Tom, but nevertheless Tom it proved to be. He had come in from town a little early, his hands full of packages, books, etc., as usual. "Delia," he called, "080 you come back down the road with me now, this minute? There's a poor sheep there that's badly hurt in some way. I don't exactly know what has happened, but bring some milk, will you, and we'll see what we can do ? It isn't far, just off the first turn' by the wheat field. I'll run up stairs withthese things first." But I did not wait for Tom's escort. I was off down the road with a little tin pail of milk almost before his last word reached me. The sun was near its setting, and the low evening light seemed to spread in a hush over the wide beauty of the world. I crossed to the wheat field and through the gate in searth of my wayside patient, and there, a little in from the road, standing quietly against the hedge and looking at me as I came, stood --Loftus. - I didn't know what happened to the milk—but I know afterwards when he showed me how badly his clothes were deluged—for the dear fellow was kneeling on the grass before me, with his face hidden in my arms. I can't remember what we said at first, it was so mixed wfth sobs and tears and kisses. He looked pale and worn and thin. Loftus thin 1 And oh, it was so sweet to laugh together, as we laughed when I stammered out. "Tom sent me here to find a—sheep—that was hurt." "And you've found him, haven't you 2" said my dear, dear Loftus. "And whom are you, you little brown milkmaid, with the sunburnt face ? " Oh, those wonderful sweet first moments, when I knew he must have been aware that my face was dirty, though he called it sun- burnt! • "And why have you come in this way ? " I asked him when I began to collect my thoughts a little. • "Oh, the idea of surprise was Tom's. I found him at his place of business and we came out together, and then he told me to wait for you here and he would make some excuse to send you alone." "Oh, Loftus I you, I mean how happepecl you to come from Pimley so suddenly, and without telling me 2" "Dear," said Loftus, with a very grave face, " came because—because—Eunice is dead." I could only look at him with wide eyes of amazement. "Eunice Craig is dead," he repeated, still more softly. "1 can tell you now why I could not sooner claim my wife. But you have trusted me as never woman trusted husband or lover—Dell, Dell, how could you know that I have loved you all these long, long, weary years that we have lived apart 2" But I did not heed his question. "Oh, poor Eunice," I said, with a rush of sorrow- ful remembrance. We had both known her as beautiful, strong and young, and the ending of the story seemed pitiful. " Her life was too sad, Loftus I We can only be glad of the release "— " Yon never knew how sad her life was, Della," said Loftus gently, "nor how much I suffered for her. While she lived I could not ask you to be my wife. She had made me promise this long, long ago though she knew I loved you with every beat of my heart." "Eunice made yen promise?" I asked, slowly. It seemed I could not understand his words. "She had no right to ask this sacrifice," he said quickly, "but --she had loved me all her life. I del not dream of her feeling until once when I was ill—you remember the time I was hurt so badly in Craig's lumber mill? They nursed inc at the house, you know, and Eunice was with me day and night. She thought I was dying, and did not hide her heart, poor child—but 1 was engaged to you—and I told her—and after that she never seemed like her self again. And then her great illness came and the doctors gave her no hope of re- covery. That was the time she made me promise not to marry until she died, and above all never to tell you ehe had asked this promise. No one thought she could live longer than thee summer—and yet for twelve years—twelve years, Della, she has kept me frone your side. Doesn't it seem inexplicable how such a thing could hap- pen ?" "Oh, you dear, splendid—martyr you 1" I said, gasping. "And all the time I thought you—didn't Care 1" "Care 1" said Loftui, With an emphasis that made me feel myself a wretched ingrate. And then he added in a determined, burd- nestolike way: "1 want yon to marry Me to -morrow, Dell—not one daylater. I've slimmed laughingly, "Then you muet begin to be a Banat." .And he really proved himself worthy of the name by Waiting more than a week with most exemplary patience until I had a pretty white dress iltlaWcleeftkorrethlieviwngedidninAmly, in the old house, ender the maples. Father is With 118, and Tom collma on flying visits now lted then. Our children play among the lance and meadows where I and Loftus played. I am sl very happy woman, but I often wonder how I would have been if Eunice had not died'—Ladies Home 'roomed. TILE SEEDS OF . CRIME. Mr. B. 0. Flower, editor of the Arena, has 'written for the June number of his magazine an, article on " Isionaelites of Civilization, or the Democracy of Darkness fl in which he deals with the causes of tile poverty, vice and crime in large cities. He describes the Pagans who teach children to beg and step?, holding them in a sort of white slavery, and he describes the methods of the proeuress who visits hospitals and boards) railway trains to decoy young girls from the country to their rein. .Amongthe fruitful sources of crime he places unre- stricted immigration, the saloons and the cheap lodging houses in which thieves and other criminals consort and lay plans for crime. In 1889 the number of murdere known to have been committed in the 17nited States was 3,568 ; in 1890, 4,290; in 1891, 5,906. He places among the causes of the growth of crime, in addition to those which have been mentioned above, • 1. The decline in integrity, incident to the rise of the present speculative age'and the ascendency of the aristocracy of thedollar.— It would be impossible to estimate the evil effects upon the social cellar of the rapid accumulation of wealth by extra -moral methods, which has attained such general currency during the past three or four decades, and which, while not necessarily transcending the letter of our criminal law, outrages every principle of justice, humanity and moral rectitude. But it is safe to say that upon no class of people, unless it be the world of wealth, at the head of social life, has the injurious influence been more marked than upon those who dwell at the social nadir. • They are not moles, these children of the cellar; noany of their number are among the ahrewdest and most alert of men; they quickly recognize any deflection from rectitude on the part of those who profess respectability. From the lips of many who have fallen within the clutch of the law, we have heard self-justification on the score of having merely imitated the kings and barons of the commercial and speculative world, showing how closely they follow the ques- tionable movements and methods of the Napoleons of modern finance. Now, this under -world has beheld what all thoughtful persons have noted who have watched the ferocious struggle for fortunes; in recent years. They have seen shrewd, calculating men, who in secret council have determined upon a speculative movement by which they expected to reap in a few hours, or days, millions of dollars, fife success of which depended upon their ability to de- ceive those who still had frith in the in- tegrity of ' MU. They have seen the millions of those commercial brigands for weeks, and sometimes months, industriously engaged in circulating false and intention- ally deceptive reports upon the street and through the press. They have watched the grand denauement—the crash of fortunes, the wreck of banks, the despoliation ot hundreds, and the consequent suicide of not a few; while the calculating conspirators who &pm the, beginning held the winning hand, have emerged with millions of plunder, amidthe applause of a society so morally enervated that justice' and human rights sink into insignificance before the gold of the successful bandits. They have also observed the rise of men, not by honor- able competition, hut by crafty and cunning methods which have enabled them to relent- lessly crush out all competitors, and thus, over via ecked hopes, honest toil and ruined fortunes, climb to the heights of the many tones millionaires. And they have also seen the still more common spectacle, of men ac- quiring millions through theaid of injustice, ui the robe of special privilegeAnd that still more cruel wrong, the scaling down of wages of the toiling multitude to the starva- tion line. They have time and again seen poor girls and haggard men pushed to the rink:, nay, even driven into the lowest cellar, through these ruthkss destroyers of the happiness of millions; and then, when for policy's sakes or as a sedative for some latent twioge of conscieuce, or yet because they wished the applause of the multitude, they have carelessly written e check for the church, or with easy grace have tossed a bag of gold to some theological school, some library, or for a popular charity, they have beheld the sad spectacle of the church, the city, or the society greedily clutching the polluted wealth and applauding the giver; while the nation raised syco- phantic cries of adulation. Ah 1 these scenes of shame have not escaped the watchful vigilance of the shadows who glide to and fro in the darkness below. The prevalence of this moral bankruptcy has exerted its influence upon the under -world. " What is right above is right below; we may not proceed as cautiously, our course miler be more direct, but we will acquire what we gain at a less expense of human happiness, and less loss of lives to the vic- tims." Such is the philosophy of the sub - cellar; and who can gainsay its truthfulness? We often talk of the moral miasma which comes from the submerged millions ; it would be well for society to pay more heed to the scorching rays of avarice, which from above are withering millions of souls, drying up. the fountains of human hope, peace and. Joy, and enervating the integrity of a nation. 2. Unjust social conditions' especially as they relate to taxation.— Whatis true of the evil suffered in the social cellar is almost equally applicable to the sub cellar ; for the crowding of people in squalid dens brutal- izes a,nd criminalizes ; and so long as land- lords have comparatively low taxes to pay for old, rickety, disease -laden and vermin - infected rookeries, they will not replace them with clean, healthful, or more com- modious buildings; and while vacant lots, adjacent to a city, are lightly taxed, land speculators will hold them out of the reach of the poor. Thus, our present system of taxation acts as a two-edged sword ; it en- courages the landlord to preserve as long as possible the most wretched old buildings, and it practically bars the poor from securing homes near the out- skirts of the city. A recent writer on social problems has pointed out the important fact that frequently wealthy people buy tracts of land on which live poor tenants, tear down the buildings, and leave the land vacant, because they do not Want the poor near them. Thus the gulf is even in environment widening day by day between the rich and the poor; and as one author suggests, Fifth avenue loathes the shims, and the shims hate Fifth avenue. 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Dewitt Talniadge worm Rpl Nam yoge all mercantile agencies and banks in low York Gire: "`""""ze oreo milesneemerereeinenee ,01 esineteetownwsereweasse '.4,ZgirZgaStLiZIPZ6ifiligiu.22*NAlia.g.T.ZZettafte, gifeatr., APPLICATIONS THOROUGHLY REMOVES DANDRUFF sirsiu•D GUARANTEED D. L. OATEN. Toronto, Travelling Paagengar Agont, P.M. Says Antt•Dandruff is a perfeetremover of Dan, druff—its action Is marvellous—in my own case a fow applications not only tboroughly removed excessive dandruff accaunulation but Stopped falling of the bale, made it soft and pliable and promoted a visible growth. Restores Fading hale to Rs original color. Stops falling of hair. Keeps the Scalp dean. Makes hair soft and Pliable Promotes Growth. ' Hew to Find Heaven. "Von gave us an excellent sermon on Heaven yesterday," said a rich parishioner to his ministar as he met him on Monday -morning, "bub you did not tell us where to find it." "Well," replied the minister, "1 will tell you now. Down in that alley yonder is a poor, but most excellent widow, at times almoet suffering for the necessaries •o? life. Go down and see her, send her a basket of provisions and a load of coal, and let her see that you care for and sympathize with her, and 1± you don't find heaven, you N 11 find something very like its spirit." They parted—the rich mandid as suggested. Ard when, after some days, he and his pastor again met, he thanked the latter warmly for his suggestion, saying that "if be didn't find heaven, he found something wry much like what he thought it might —Boiled starch is much improved by the addition of a litttle salt or dissolved gum arable. --Ethel-1 hope themen aren't going to wear those horrid broad -brimmed straw hats again this summer. Maud—Why'2: Ethel—Because they mUSS one's bangs np so much. hat Tired Feelin Is a dangerous condition directly due to depleted or impure blood. It should not be allowed to continue, as in its debility the system is especially liable to serious attacks of illness. It is re- markable how beneficial Hood's Sarsa- parilla is in this enervating state. Pos- sessing just those elements which the system needs and readily seizes, this medicine purifies the blood, and im- parts a feelingiof strength and self-con- fidence. Hood's Sarsaparilla is the best remedy for that weakness which pre- vails at change of season, climate or life. ood's Sarsaparill I; "1 believe it is to the use of Hood's Sarsaparilla that I owe my present health. In the spring, I got so com- pletely run down I could not eat or sleep, and all the dreaded diseases of life seemed to have a mortgage on my system. I was obliged to abandon my work, and after seeking medical treat- ment and spending over $5o for different preparations, I found myself no better. Then my wife persuaded me to try a bottle of Hood's Sarsaparilla. Before the first bottle was gone I began to amend. I have now used two bottles and have gained 22 pounds. Can eat anything without it hurting me, my dyspepsia and biliousness have gone. I never felt better in my life." W. V. EunoWs, Lincoln, 111. Makes the We k Irong "Early last spring I was very much run down, had nervous headache, felt miserable and all that. I was very much benefited by Hood's Sarsaparilla and recommend it." MRS. J. M. 'rAv- LOR, 1119 Euclid Ave., Cleveland, 0. " I was very much run down in health, bad no streegth and no inclination to do anything1 have been taking Hood's Sarsaparilla and that tired feel- ing has left me, my appetite has re- turned, I am like a new man." Caouet- CLIO LATHAM, North Columbus, Ohio. arbarl, lia 4.71 Solsl.by druggists, ; six for Prepared Only by 0 L 11:001) fit 00., Lowell, Mass. 1100Doqll es One Dollar t• CARTER:8 I"TTLE IVER PILLS. Sick ueadaehe and rel eve all the 'troubles inci- dent tio billoto stat O isf the iditlienct, such as DsZthieqg basea Drof,1Itt5ss Diettess after eatieg, Pain in tile WhiKe their most reiharkellie success hat Eau snEtWit iii curing SICK are egueslly.valiai • e in Mit tint eleesng Headache, yet CAlpT,EIt'S Lrillsvati Pilsfs Ex44044g tb _vcklule th 445 cOrect all s'orolerA t 4 efoniatti, ski:Opiate We liver and rekillrite the beWells. EVen if they only cured HEAD Ache they would be almost prsiss to those 00 suer front this dittke complains; Minna top gowinett 0 net essol 8ie, and the ce tgr t self' find tpi lis little's va § hi so rrilliwaSit that will not be g to do wit out then. But after all slots Mid ACHE le the e of so many lives that her is where w. we01a. our g r ?it boast Our pills cure it Liven Pries are very small and 4E10 hake. One or two Pels make 0 are titian:41r vegetable arid do o or QUO, by their gentle adtron all wim s,s t1jtn. Iri vials at 2s. eats; r $1. sod alis here, or sent by Mail. CAE= Nam= co., Itivr Yak. tan Iiii111 - -ONSURIPTION CURE. • This GREAT COUGH CURE, this suc- cessful CONSUMPTION CURE, is without a parallel in the history of medicine. All druggists are authorized to sell it on a pos- itive guarantee, a test that no other cure can successfully stand. If you have a Cough, Sore Throat, or Bronchitis, use it, for it will cure you. If your child has the Croup, or Whooping Cough, use it promptly, and relief is sure, If yon dread that insidious disease CONSUMPTION, don't fail to use it, it will cure you or cost nothing. Ask yoar Drug- gist for SHILOH'S CURE, Price so cts., so cts. and .er.00. NERVE BEANS NERVE BEAM are s new db. eovery that marg the worst cases of Nervous Debility, Last Vigor arid Mailing Manhood; restores the weakness of body or mind =seal by overwork or the errors ar °emu of youth. This Restudy ab• nolately wires tho moat obstinate eases when all athur prise by addrosalns Tsnt JAMES TAZATMWSITS have WWI nen to relieve. Stati:11 m skes oil Per Paohage, or sir for .S, ca, sant ma reaciptll 610.1. Tomato, oat. Writstor pamphlet, fioldie.. . . *JS$J5D CHIEF A1tT0111111. Ro.eleoted for the Nincieenth Time by the Locomotive Rng,,ccrs. P. M. Arthur was re-elected GI and Chief of the B1 otherhooti of Locomotive En- gineers for a term of four years at the Con- vention in Atlanta, Gs. The GI fled Chief landed in New York Yellen he was 19, years old. • He first went to work for his uncle, and afterwards went as a fireman on the New York Central & Efudson River Rail- roisrl. That was in 1852. Two years laeur he was given an engine, He was with the New York Central for tweery- two years. He was elected second grand assistant en- gineer at the annual convention which met in Balla mere in 1809. Mr. Arthur devel- oped strong qualities as a leader, and at it special Sef3Si011 held in Cleveland in 1874 he was elected Grand Chief. The year fol- lowing he presided ever his first convention —the one which met in Atlanta. It is pro- bable that yestetday't eleetion is the last. one he will except, Ilia talary is $5,000 a year, and his home is M Cleveland, where all tke grand officers are located. The grand chief has never been back to Scotland since - he left it as a boy. Ile wants to sse it again and will probably go over • this. slimmer, Grand Chief Arbiter is beloved by thiernembers of the brotherhood, atui so long as he will Serve the order they will not think of putting any one else al, its head. Mr, Arthur it eeteemed and highly re-, spected by all the railroad officials. of' Amerioa. He knows the great bulk of presidents, gerietel managers arid general fametintencletits pereohally, and they know - hint to he a fairy juet toad henorable team