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The Huron Expositor, 1901-07-19, Page 6ABSOL TE sp Riary. ti;/A IR Cenuine Carter's Little Liver Pills. Must Bear Signature of See Virapper Below. .mm0. TexT waren and us owl' 10 take as sziar. FOR REAOACHro FOR DIZZINESS FOIBILIOUSNEit. FOR JORPIO FOR CONSTIPATION. FOiSALLOWJKIII. FOR THE COMPLEXION Irarety,Tegetabste ~we. CARTER'S IVER PILLS. r CURE SICK HEADACHE. VETERINARY JOHN GRIEVE, V. S., honor graduate of Ontario Veterinary College. A 'diseases of Domesti animals treated. 041e promptly attended to an charges moderato. Veterinary Dentstry a speoialty. Officie and residence on Gotha -Loh street, one door , lot Dr.Soott's office, Seaforth. 1112-tf LEGAL JAMES L. KILLORAN Barriator Solicitor, Conveyancer and Notary Puolio, Money to loan. Office over Plokard's Stare Main Street, Seaforth. 1628' R. S. HAYS, Bxrrister, Solicitor, Conveyancer and Notary Pub112. Solicitor for the Dominion Bank. Offloe—in rear of Dominion Bank, Seafortb, Money to loan. 1235 T hi. BEST, Barrister, Solicitor, Conveyancer, fa. Notary Public. Offices up stairs, over C. W. Papet's bookstore, Main Strett, Seatorth, Ontario. 1627 Til.ENKY BEATTIE, Barristeri 4Solicitor , 1 1 Money to loaa. Office—.Cady's Block, Sea. forte. 1679 -ti ("1 ARROW & GARROW, Barristere, Solicitors, &c. k..)f Cor. Harniiton St. and Square, Goderich, Out. J. T. GARROW, Q. C. , 1676 CHARLES GARROW, L. L. B. HOLMESTED, summer to the late firm of jo McCaughey & Holmeeted, Barrister, Solicitor 00a.veyancer, and Notary . Solicitor for the Can adieu Bank of Comm eroe. Money to lend. Farm for sale. Office In Soott's Block, Main etreet liseforth. DENTISTR,Y. G. F. BELDEN, D. D. S. DENTIST. Rooms over the Dominion Bank, Main Street 169141 soatorth. rtR. F. A. SELLERY, Dentist, graduate of the JLJ Royal College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto, also honor graduate of Department of Dentistry, Toronto Univereity. Office in the Petty block, Hensall. Will visit Zurioh every Monday, commencing Mon. day, June let. 1587' TIR. R. R. ROSS, Dentist (successor to 'F. W. TweddIe), graduate of Royal College of Dental Surgeons of Ontario ; first class honor graduate of Toronto University ; crown And bridg-e work, also gold work in all Its forum All the most modern methods for painlese tiling end painless extraction of teeth. All operatione carefully ptrformed. 3 dice Tweddlo's old stand, over Dill's grocery, Seaforth. 1640 KEDIOAL, Dr. John 'McGinnis, Mon. Graduate Loudon Weetern University, member at Ontario College oi Physielans and Surgeons. Office and Residenoo—Formerly occupied by Mr. Wm. Piokard, Viotorier Street, next to the Catholic Church srlilghte wale Itttended promptly. 1468x12 A LEX. BETHUNE, at. D., Fellow of the Royal 21_ College :of Physicians and Surgeons, Kingston. 1111100essor to Dr, li6o'sid. Office lately occupied Dr. Maokid, Mal* Sired, Seaforth. Residence —corner of Victoria Square In house lately occupied L. Z. Daum,. 1127 OR. F. J. BURROWS, mate yo9ident Phyulotau and Surgeon, Toronto Gen- eral Hospital. Honor graduate Trinity University, member of the College of Physioians and Surgeons Ontario. Coroner for the County of Hurcn. Office and Rosidence--Goderioh Street, East of tne _ atettiodist Church. Telephoue 46. 1888 DRS. -SCOTT & MacKAY, PHYSICIANS AND STJRGEONS, Soderioh street, opposite Methodist ohuroh,Seaforth I. G. SCOTT, graduate Victoria and Ann Arbor, and member Ontario College of Physicians and Surgeons. Cozoner for County of Huron. U. MaeKAY, honor graduate Trinity Univereity, gold medalist Trinity Medioal College. Member College of Physioians and Surgeons, Ontario. 1488 CENTRAL Hardware Store, Spring Goods. We show a full line of Tinware and Granite. All lines of Tinware made to or- der, Leader Barrel Churns the earliest run- ning churn in the marked. Re Acting Washing Machines and Royal American Wringers. Call and get our prices for Builders Hardware, Coiled Spring Wire fencing, Barbed Wire and plain Galvan• zed Wire. Eetimates given for eavetrOugh- ing, Galvanized Iron and Furnace Work. Sills & Murdie HARDWARE, Counter's Old -Stand. Seaforth McLEOD'a System Renovator —AND OTHER— TESTED - REMEDIES, specific and antidote far Impure, Weak and Ina poverished Blood, Dyspepsia, Sleeplessness, Palpate - ton of the Heart, Liver Complaint, Neuralgia, Loos of Memory, Brouchitiii, Consumption, Gall Stones, jaundine, Kidney and Urinary Diseasee, St. Vino' Dance, Fenaale Irregularieles and General Debilitr. LA BORA.TORY—Goderich, Ontario. J. M. McLEOD, Proprietor and Mann faaturer. Sold by J el. ROBERTS, Seafortia escaar A KENTU6KY CINDERELLA. DV II. HOPIt.IN'S SMITH IN THE LADIES/ HOME JOURNAL. was bending over my easel, hard at work upon a full-length portrait of a young girl in a costume of 50 years ago, when the door ef my studio opened softly and Aunt Chloe came in. " Good•mawnin', sub, ! I clidn' think you'd come today, bein' a Sunday," she said with a alight bend of her 'knees. " I'll jes' sweep up a. leetle mite ; doan' ye move, I won't 'sturb ye " . Aunt Chloe had first opened my door tl-e year before with a note from Marny, a brother brueb, which began with—" Here is an old eouthern mammy who hail seen better days ; paint her if you can," and ended with, " Anyway, give her a job." The bearer of the note was, indeed, the ideal mammy, even to the bandanna hand- kerchief bound about her head and the capacious waist and ample bosom—the lullaby rest for many a pickaninny, black and white. I had never seen a real mammy in the flesh before. I had heard about them in- my earlier days. Daddy Billy, my father's body servant and my lather's slave, who lived to be 94, had told me of his own Aunt Mirey, who had died in the old days, but too far back for me to re- member. And I had listened, when a boy, to the traditiona connected with the plant- ations of my ancestors—of the Keziahs add Mammy Crouches and Mammy Janes—but I had never looked intothe eyes of one of the old schOol until I saw Aunt Chloe, nor had I ever' fully realized how quaintly courteous and gentle one of them could be. until, with an old:titne manner, born of a training seldom found outside of the old southern homes, she bent forward, spread, her apron with both hands, and with a little backward dip, had said as She left me : " Thank ye, sub ! I'll come eve'y Sun- day mawnin . I'll do my beEt, to please yei ant I, specs I kin." I do not often work on retlay, but my picture had been too long d eyed, waiting for a faded wedding drees worn once by the original when she was a bride, and which had only been found when two of her de- scendants had ransacked their respective garrets. " Mtn' be mighty driv suh," ' she said, " a- workin' rtri de Sabbath day. Golly, but dat.'s a putty lady !" aud she set down her pail. "1 eee lea' Sunday when I come in, but she didn't hab dem ruffles round her neck den dat yes' done gib her. 'Clar to goodnees, dat chile look like she was jes' a.gwine to epeak." Aunt Chloe was leaning on her broom, her eyes scrutinizing the portrait. " %Veil, if that deoan'. beat de late' ! I ain't never seennohe V-- dem dresses since de ole times. An' dem leetle low shoes wid de ribbons cressed on de anklee ! She's the livin' puesonecation—she is for a fee'. Uhm ! Uhm !" (It is difficull, to convey this peculiar sound -of 3omplete approval in so many letters.) " Did you ever know anybody like her ?" I asked. The old woman straighteped her back and for a moment her eyes looked into mine. -I had often tried to draw from her something of her earlier life, but she had always evad- ed my queatiope. Marny told me that his attempts hal at first been equally disap- pointing. " Body as ole's me, suh, seen a plenty o' people." Then her eyes sought the canvas again. After a moment's pause she said, as if to herself : " Yo's de real quality, chile, dat yo' is ; ev'ry speck an' spinch o ye." I tried again. " Does it look like anybody you ever aave, Annt, Uhloe ?" - " It do an' it don't." she answered criti- cally. " De feet is like horn, but de eyes Who ?" - "-Oh, Alias Nannie." And she leaned' en, her broom and looked down at the floor. I heaped up a little pile of pigments on the corner of my palette and flattened them for a high light on a fold in the eatin gown. " Who was Miss Nannie ?" I asked care- lessly. I was afraid the thread would break if I pulled too hard. " One o my chillen, hence." A peouliar softness carne into her voice. " Tell me about her. It will help me to get her eyes right, so you can remember her better. Thr.y don't look human enough to me anyhow (this last to " myself). Where did she live ?" " Where dey a'l live—down in de big house. She -warn't Marge • Henry'a real chile, but, she come o' de blood. She didn't hab dem kind o' shoes on her henries when I fuet see her, but she wore 'ern when she ler me. Dat she did." Her -voice rose suddenly and her eyes brigheened. " An' dem ain't nuffin to de way (ley_ Shined. I ain't never seen no satin slippere shiee like dem Bence ; dey warnjes' ablaea I worked on in silence. -Marley had cautioned ma not to be too curious. Some day she might open her heart and tell me wonderful stories of her earlier life but 1 must not, appear too anxious. She had become rather euspicioue of strangers since she had moved north and lost track of her own people, Alarny had said; Aunt Chloe picked up her pail and be- gan moving sonic casks into a far corner of my studio and piling the chairs in a heap. This done, she stopped again and stood be- hind me, looking at, the canvas, over my shoulder. " My ! My ! ain't dat de vehy spression o' dat dress ? I kin see it now jes' a Mies Nannie come dowu de stairs.. But yo' got to put dat gold chain on it 'fore it. gfts to be the ve'y image; I had it roun' my own neck once : know jes' how it looked." I laid down my palette and taking rdpiece of chalk asked her todeecribe it so that could make an eutline. " ft as long an' heavy, an' it woutd rourd de neck twice an' hung down to de weds'. An dat watch on de end o' it ! Well, I aiu't seen none like dat one eence. I 'elm' to ye it was jes"s teeny as, one o' dem leetle biscuits I used to make for 'er when see coma in de kitchen—an' she was dere m. st o' de time. Dey didn't care nuflin for her much. Let 'er go roun' bare- foot eelf de time, an' her hair aflyinh Only one geed dress to her name, and dat warn't nuffin but calico. I used to wash dat many a time for her 1 -mg 'fore she 'was outen her bed. Allus.makes my blood bile to this day whenever I think o' de way dey treated dat •chile. But it didn't, make no diffence What she had on—shoes or no shoes—her 'little footees was da!, small. An' purty ! Wid her big eyes au' her cheeks je.s 's fresh 's dem rosewater roses dat I used to snip off for ole Sam to put on de table. I tell ye, if ye could picter her like I see her den, 4111111 The time to fight consumption, with Scott's Emulsion of cod-liver oil, is long - in advance. If it thr‘tens, you can resist ; and youlmay over ome it. Don't be afraid; be bra e. But tackle -it; don't waste time.r sefto roe 'Pitt •fidiAPILE AND 111Y it. SCOTT & sevimit, oesspe,s, TORONTO. . soc. Apr; • ail 1_9 - - - THE HURON EXPOSITOR fter Baby Comes. In the days following the baby's bat% there is often a long up --hill struggle to recover strength, and the nurse busies herself in the preparation of jellies and broths for the invalid. r When Dr. Pierce's avorite _Prescrip- tion is used as a prepa ative for mother- hood the baby's adv aft is practically painless, there is abundant strength to _nurse and nourieh the ehild, and a hapid recovery from _Ve shoek and strain in- separable froth eternity. . ei was pleased that Dr. Pierce answered my -letter,” writes Mrs. C. W. Young, of ,South Regent Street (Lee Park), Wilkesbarre, 'Penna. uWhen I had those mish pS I began to think 1 would never haVe chilr ren. My back used to almost break and I w trld get sick at my stomach and have strch headaches I did not 'know what to do ; they sed to set me nearly crazy, and I used, to .drea 1 1 to get up,. I felt so bad ; then I began taking Dr. Pierce's ravorite Prescription. When baby vras expected I took it all the titne I was that w y. I felt fine all the time, and I never get tiros dizzy spells now. I hardly ever have a nervou headache any more. I have a perfect romp of a boy; he is the light of our hotne. I am now Wenty ears old and my baby is almost eig-litin nths o (1. I now feel well, and weito iso polio Is„ and the baby 2314 pounds, We eel'very grat ' ful for the good your nicdicine did for ,,us, 'We! arc both healthy, thanks to Dr. Pierce's me licine." ' Dr. Pierce's Please t Pellets keep the bowels healthy. dey wouldn'e be nobody leer from here to glory could come nigh h r." Aunt Chloe's eyes w re kindling with every ward. I remembered Marny'e warn- ing and kept still. I ad abandoned the sketch of the chain as an unnecessary in- centive, and had begun again with my pal- lette knife pottering aray, nodding ap- preciatingly, and now and then putting a question to clear up some tangle as to dates and localities which her rambling talk had left unsettled. " Yes, Bub, down de blue grass country, near Lekin'con, Kentucky, whar my olo marester, Marse Henry Gordon, lived," she answered to mY inuctiry as to where this *all happened. " I used to go eve'y year to see him after de war Was over, an' kep' it up till he died. Dere warn't none like him then, an' dere ain't now. I kin 'member him now same as it was yisterday, wid his white hair, an' he a-sittin' in his big ishair. It was de las' time I ever see him. Dk-bii house was gone, an' de colored people' -was gone, an' he was dat po' he didn't know where de.nex moufful was a comin' from. I come out behind him so."—Aunt Chloe niado me her old master and my stool his rocking chair—" an' I pat, him op de ghoul - der die way, an' he nye,' Chloe, is dat yo ?' How is it you look so comFble like ?' An' I say, ' It'a yo', Marse Henry, yo' done it all ; yo' teachied made me what -I is, an' if yo' 'member you'll know it's so. An' de others ain't no wus. Of oll de colored pco- ple you owned dere ain'b nary. one been hung, or been in de penitentiary, nor ain't knowed as liars., Dat's de way yo' brung us up," " An' I love him yet, an' if he was a- livin' to -day I'd work for 'him an' take care o'-hirn if I went hungry myse'f. De only thin' he over done that was foolish was a- marryin' dat widow woman for his second wife. Miss Nannie, dat loc,ke' somethin' like dat chile yo' got dere befo' ye,"—and she pointed to the canvas—" wouldn'e a been sot on an"bused like she was but for her. Dat woman wartit nuffin' but a had - strainer anyway,, if I do say it. Eve'ybody knowed dat. How Maroc Henry Gordon -come to marry her nobody don't know to 'die day. She warn't none o' -our people. Day do say dat he met her up to Frankfort, when he wee in the Legielater, but, I don't know if dat's so. Bat she warre't nuffin nohoW." "—Was Miss Nannie her child ?" -I asked, stepping beck from My easel to get the bet- ter effect of my canvas. " No Huh, daVehe warn't !'' with empqa- " She was Mute Henry'a own eister's chile, She wee. Her people liyed up in Indiany, ard dey was job' s po' 'a water- mellon rinds, an' when her mother died Marse Henry sent for her to come and live wid him 'cause he said Miss Rachel—dat was dat womans own chile by her fust husband—was lonesome. Day WA8 bofe about de one age—fo'teen „or fifteen years old—but Lawd-re•masey ! Alias Rachael warn't lonesome 'cept for what she couldn't git, an' she mos breke her heart 'bout that much's she could bre,ak it 'bout anything. " I 'member de ve'y day Miss Nannie 601118. 80C her comin' down de road car. ryin' a big ban' box an' a carpet bag mob's hersel. Den, s,he turned in de gate. "Fo' God !) I says to ole Sam, wbo evi s gittin' de table ready for dinner, who's dis yere white pickaninpy comin' in ?' Den I see her stop antset de bundles clown an' catch her bref, an' den she come on agin. " Dat's Marse Henry's pieee,' he 9. says. I heared de mist'ess Pay ehe was ,a-comin' dis tvrek by de coach.' " I see right away dat dat woman was up to one o' her tricks ; she didn't 'tend to let dat chile conte no other way 'cept like a servant ; she was dat dirt mean. " Oh, yo' needn't look, suh ! 1 ain't meanin' to be - dis'epectful, but I knowed that woman when garse Henry fust mar- ried her, an' she ain't never fooled me once. She was always -mighty sugarlike to mars - ter when he was home, but dere ain't no -connipbion she warn't up to when he couldn't hear o' it. She had party nigh riz de roof when he done tole her dat Mies Nannie was acomint to live wid 'em, but she couldn't stand agin him, for warn't her own daugh- ter, ,Alies Rachel, livin' on him, an' not only Miss Rachel, but lots mo' o' her people where she come from ? " Well, sub, 's soon 's ole Sam said what chile it was dat was a-comin' down de road I dropped my dishcloth an' I run out to meet er. " Ie yo', Mies Nannie ?" I says. Gim- me dat bag,' I says, ' an' dat box.' " Yee,' she says, dat's me, en ain't you aunt Chloe what I heared ed) much. about ?' " Yo' ain't never gwine to get no spree- siou on dat picter yo's workin- on derte, auh, as sweet as that chile's when she said dat to me. I loved her from dat first minute I see her, and I leeed her ever since. " When ehe got to de house—me atotin' de things on behind—de mist'ees come out on'tcle po'ch. " 011, (let's yo', is it, Nannie ?' hhe says. Well, Chloe'll show you t4here to go,' an' she went in de house agin. Never kiesed her, nor touched her, nor nuffin. - " Ole Sam -was bilin'. He heard her say it, an' if he was alive he'd tell ye the same as me. " Where'll she gwine_to sleep 9' I says, callin' after her ; upstairs long wid Mies Rachel 9' I was gittin' hot myself though I didn't say nuffin. "No,' she says, wicl o' her head, my daughteveede all de room she has. 1 IYou kin take her place for her 'Ionge She war de old 000 " Come 'long, an' I dropped a on princess. An' so 8 own eyes in her he be his own chit own stairs and fix up a de o' yo' and Dinah.' . says, 1 Miss Nannie', tsey same's if she was a e was an' Marge Henry's d, an' !lough like him to . ' I'll hab ev'ything ready for ye,' I sa s. ' You wait here an' take de air, an' I get a chair an' sot her down on de po'eh n' ole Sam brung her i some cake, an' I w nt to git.de room ready —de room off'n de kitchen pantry, where df3y puts de overseer's chillen when deg ceme to eee him. i 1" Purty soon Mi s Rachel came down an' went up an' kissed her—dat is, Sam said so though I ain't nev r Been her kiss her dat time nor no other time. Miss Rachel an' de mist'ess was bof split out o' de one piece 01 kindlin' an' wh t one was agin t'other was agin-La blind an could see dat. Mies Rachel never likedl Mies Nannie from de fuet, she was dat drosegrained. No matter what Mies Nannie done to please her it warn't good 'nough for her. Why, do yo' know, when de other ohillen come over from de nex' plantation Miss Rachel wouldn't send for Miss Nannie to come into de parlor. No, sub, dat dey wouldn't. An' dey'd run off an' leave- her too, when dey was gwine picknickin', an' treat dat chile owdacious, sayin' she was po' white trash an charity chile, an' things like dat, till I would tee an tell Mane) Henry 'bout it. Den dere would be a ruction, and Alaree Henry'd blaze out, an jes' soon 's he was off agin to Frankfort—an he was dere mos' o' de time, for- he was one o' dese yere ole-timere dat dey couldn't get along widout at de Legislater—dey'd treat her wus 'n ever. Soon's Dina an' me see dat we kep' Alias Nannie 'long wid us much as we could. She'd eab wid 'ern when dere warn't no company 'round, but dat *as 'bout all." " Did they send her to school ?" I asked, fearing she would again loose -the thread. My picture -had a new meaning for me now riat it looked like her heroine. _ "No, sub, dat dey didn't 'ceot to de ohool houee at de cross roads whar eve'y- ody's chillen went. But dey sent Miss achel to fa highty•tighty school, dat dey id, down te Louisville. Two winters she as dere, an' eve'y time when she come ome for holiday times she had more airs dan when She went away. Marse Henry ivanted bofe chillen to go, but dat woman utdid him, an' she faced him- up an' down at dere warn't money 'nough for two, an' at her daughter was de fittenest an' all at, an' he give in. r didn't hear it, but ole am did, an' his han' shook so he mos' spilt de soup. But law, honey, dat didn't make no diff'ence to Miss Nannie. She'd go off by herse'f wid her books, an sit all day under de trees, an' sing to heree'fjes' like a bird, an' dey'd sing to her, an' all dat time her face was abeamin' an' her hair ashin- in' like gold, an she ragrowin' taller, an' her eyes a-gettin' bigger an' bigger an' brighter, an her little footses white -an' cunnin' as a rabbits. " De only place dat she did go to out- side de big house was over to Mis' Mote gan's who lived on de nex' plantation. She didn't hab no Chillen of her own, ,an' she'd adn' for Mies Nannie to come an' keep her company, she was dat dead lonesome, an' dey was glad 'nough to let de chile go so dey could git her out o' de house. Ole Sam elders said dat, for he heared dem talk at de table an' knowed jes' what . was gwine OD. " Party soon 'long come de time when Miss Rachel done finish her eddication, an' she come back to de big house an sot herseef up to 'ceive company. She warn't . bad lookin' in dem dap, I 1111.181 say, an' if dat woman's opera hadn't a' been in her she might a' pulled through. But dere warn't no fotchin' up could etand agin dat blood. Miss Rachel'd git dat nasty dat yo' couldn't do nuffin wid her—jes like her mother. De fuet real oub-anhout company she had was Dr. Tom Boling.' He lived 'bout fo'teen miles out o' Lexin'ton on de big plantation, an' was de richest young man in our parts. His father had died 'bout two years befo' an' ler him mo' money than he could th'ow away, an' he had tee' come back from Phil- adelphy, whar he'd been a-learnin' to be a doctor. He met Miss Rachel at a party in Louisville an' de fue' Sunday she come home he driv over to see her. If ye could a' eeen the mist'ess when she see him coniin' in de gate—all in his ridin' boots an' his yeller breeches an' green coat, an his eer- vant a:ridin' behind ! " Ole Sam an' me was a .weitchin' de miat'ese peektn' through de blind at him, her eyes ablazinr, an' Sam laughed so he had to stuff a napkin in his mouf to keep 'er from hearin' him. Well, suh, dat •went on all de summer. Eve'y time he come de mist'ese'd be dat sweet mos' make a body sick to see her, an' when he'd stay away she was dat pesky dere warn't no liyin' wid her. -Of co'se dere was plenty mo' gentlemen co'rtin' Miss Rachel, too, but none o' dem didn't count wid de mist'ess 'octet do doc- tor, 'cause he was rich, dat's all dere wee to 't, an' ole Sam had to tell many a lie to do other gentlemen, eayin' Mies Rachel was sick or somethin' else, when she waa in' for de doctor to come, an was feared he might meet some o' dese others an' get skeered. away. " Miss Nannie, she'd watch him, too from behind de kitchencdoor, or sorunched down lookin' over de pantry winder sill, an' den she'd tell Dina an me what he did an' how he got off hie horse, an han' de reins to de boy, an' alap his boots. wid his ridin' whip, like he was aedustin' off a fly. An' she'd act it all out an' slap her own dress, and den she'd laugh fit to kill hersel, an' dance all 'round de kitchen. Would yo' believe`it dey never asked her to come in once while he was in de 'parlor, an' dey never once tole him -dat Miss Nannie was a livin' on de top part o' de yearth. " Co'se people 'gin to talk, an ev'ybody said dat Doctor Boling was gittin' nigheet de coon, an' dat fust thing they'd know - dere would be a weddin' in de Gordon fambly. An' den agin dere was plenty mo' people said he was only passin' de time wid IRO Surgeons Blunder Operating for Piles. iThe Pain and lixpenie of an ' . Otleration Avoided by taing Dr. cliose's Ointment—A Minixter'e Expe rience. 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You are at perfect liberty to use this testimonial as you see fit for the benefit `of others similarly afflicted." Dr. Chase's Ointment, fiO•cents a box, at all dealers, or Edmanson, Bates & Co„ Toronto._ IR D o 5.; s 9 this ilius-' trate your e xperi-C e nce? And are you wor- ried for fear you are soon to be bald? Then cease worry- ing, for help is at hand. You need something that will put new life into the hair bulbs. Y u need a hair fo od, such a s AIM Hair vivor IC brings health to the hair, and the fall- ing ceases. It alWays restores color to gray hair. You need not look at thirty as if you were fifty, for your gray hair may have again all the dark, rich color of youth. 11 Am bottle. MI druggists. "I am a barber by trade and have bad a great deal to do with your Hair Vigor. I have found that it will do everything that you claim for it. It has given me the most complete satisaction in my busi- ness." MESSY J. Groner, Mar eh 22, 1899. Hanna City, No. Write the Poeta,. If you do not obtain all the benefits you expected trona the use of the 'Vigor, write the Doctor about it. ; Address, Dn. J. O. AYER Lowell:Kess. OMPINIPIXIMMINIP11101111111111111111110111M, Miss Rachel, an' dat he come to see Marse Henry to talk poPtice. Well, one day, suh, I was astandirli' in de do' an' I see him come in afoot, veidoub his horse an' servant, an' step up on de po'ch quick an' rap at de de', like he say to hirhse'f, Lemma me in ; I'm in a hurry; I got somethin' on my mind.' Ole Sam was jes' a-gwine to open de do' for him When Mies Nannie come a-runnin' in de kitchen from de yard, her cheeks like de roSes, her hair a-flyin' and her big het a-hangin' to a string down her back. I gin Sam One look an' he stopped, and I says to Mies Nannie, Run, honey, an' open de do' for ole Sam; it'a one o' dem peddlers, I reckon.' " If you could 'a' seen dat chile's ace when she come back !" Aunt Chloe's hands were now wa ing abeve her head, ber mouth open in m rri- merit, every tooth shining. " She was white one minute an red ae a beet de nex'. 1 Aunt Chloe, what .did 'you let me go for ?" she says. ' I wouldn't 'a' let him see me like dis for anythin' in de ys owao'l.d. Oh, I'm dat put out 1" " ' What did he say to ye, honey ?' I " ' He aidn't say nuffin ; he jes' look at me an' say he beg my pardon, an' was Miss Rachel in, an' den I said I'd run an' tell her, and when I came downstairs again he was astandin' in de hall wid his eyes up to de staircase, an' he never stopped lookin' at me -till I come down.' " ' Well, dat won't do •yon no haem, chile,' I says ; ' a cat kin look at a king.' " Ole Sim was a-watchin' her, too, an' when she'd gone in her little room an' abut de do' Sam says, ' I'll lay - if Alaree Tom ,Boling had anythin' on his mind when' he come here to -day it's mighty oneettled by die.tNimexe; 'time Dr. Tom Boling come he say to de mietrees, ' Who's dat young ladyel he says, ' dat ooened de do' for me last time ? I hoped to see her agin. Is she in ?' " Den dey bofe cooked some lie 'bout her bein' over to Mies Morgan's or somethin', an' ias soon as he was gone dey came down an' tiz Sam for not 'tendin' de do' an' let - tin' dat ragged gal open it. Den dey went for 'Miss Nannie till dey made her cry, jan' she came to me an' I took her in my aims an' cornfu'ted her like I tillers did. " De nex' time he comee he says, ' I hear dat your niece, Alias Nannie , Barnes., is livia' wid yo', an' dat she is ve'y seeluseve. I hdpe dat you'll 'suede her to icome in! de parlor,' he says. Dem was his ye'y worlds. Sam was close to him as I am to yo', an' i heared him say it. i " 'She ain't ye—t i—n —87ciety,' de mistdess &eye, ' an' she's dab wild dat wtii can't pre- se?4,s,hIesr.e'he in new r he says, lookin' roend de foom. i i ' i' No,' ehe says, ' she's over to 1Vlis' Molten's.' "pat was a fac' dia time ; she d gone (let verY mawnin'. Den Mies Rachel conie down, an' co'se Sam didn't hea no Mo.' Pur y soon out de doctor come. ese visits, min ye, was gittin' shorter an' shorter, thoegh he come as often, an' cal he goes to Mia Morgan's hisee'f. " I don' know what he said to Miss Nan- nie, or what passed 'lween 'eme'cause she didn't tell me. Only dat she said he had come to see Mis' Morgan 'bout 'some land matters, an' dat Mis' Morgan interjueed 'em, but nuffin mo'. .An', sub, dab was de fast time she ever kep' anythin' from me. Dat made me mo' glad'n ever. I knowed dey was bofe hit. " But my lan', de fur begin to fly when de Miet'ess an' Miss Rachel heared 'bout dat vili't !What do you mean by makin' eyes at Doctor Boling? Don't you know be's good's 'gaged to my daughter ?' de mist'ess said. Dat was a lie, for he never said a word to islieri Rachel ; ole Sam could tole yo' dat. ' Gitl aut o' my house at once, yo' good -for - nue)! pauper, en' take your rags wid ye.' "I see right away de fat was in de fire. Maree Henry warn% 'apected home till de nex' Sunday, an' so I tuk her over to Ms' Morgan, an' den I ups an' tells her eve'y- thini dat woman had done to dat chile since the day she'd come, An' when I'd done she tuk Aliso Nannie by de han' and she says : " Yo' won't never want a home, chile, so long as I live. Go back, Chloe, an' git ber clo'efe' But I didn't git 'em. I knowed MasSe Henry'd raise de roof when he come, an' he did, bless Yore heart. Went (ever his - eel Sii' got her, an' brought her home, an' dat night,when Doctor Boling come he made hom dat night de Doctor he say to Marse €1 her sit down in de parlor, an"fo' he went Henry, ' I want yore permiesion, Mister Gordon, to pay my addresees to Miss Nan- nie, yore niece.' The ain't never said dat, mind ye, to Marse Henry 'bout Mies Rachel! , .An' dat's why I know now dat he warn't hit unto death -mid her. " Well, do yo' know, sub, dat dat woman was so owdacious she wouldn't let 'em see etude other after dat 'eept on de front po'ch. Wouldn't let 'em come in de house ; make 'em do all de eo'rtin' on de steps, an' out at de pester gate. De Docter would rare an' pitch an' git white in de face at de 'graceful way dat Barns wae bein' treated. He would say dat he was gwine to write Mister Gordon, until Miss Nannie put bofe her leetle han's on him sornethin' like, an' den he'd grab 'em an' kiss 'em like he'd eat 'em up. Sam catehed him at it an' done tole me, en' den dey'd sa'nter off down de po'cle, Rayne' it was too hot or too cool, or dat dey was lookin' for birds' nests in de po'oh vines, till cley'd git to de far end, where de mist- ress, nor Sam, nor anybody else couldn't bear what dey was a-Rayin' an' a-whisperin', an' dere dey'd sit for hours. " But I tell- ye, de Doctor had a bard time a-gittin' her, even when Marse Henry gin his consent. An' he never would 'a' got her if Mies Rachel, jes' for spite, I 'epee, hadn't -a-took up svid Colonel Todhunter's son, dat was a -co rtin' on her too, an' run off an' married him. Den Miss Nannie knowed she was free to follow her own heart, " It'd 'a' made ye cry yore eyes out, sub, to see dat chile tty an' fix herse'f up to meet him de days an' nights she knowed he was comin', an she wid jes' one white dreas to her name. Dinah would wash it an' I'd smooth her hair, an' ale Sam'd git her a fresh rose to put in her neck. " Purty soon de weddin' day was 'pinted, an' me an Dinah an' ole Sam 'gin to wonder how dat chile was a-gwine to git clo'es to be married in. San- heard old marster ask dat same question at de table, an' he see him gib de mist'ess di money to buy 'em for her, an' de mistiess said dat she reckoned 'Miss Nannies people would want de privilege o' dressin' her now <Mt she was agwine to marry dat we'tblese young Doctor, Tom Boling, but dat if dey didn't she'd gin her some o' Mies Racheraclo'es an' if dem war- n't 'nough den she'depen' de money to de best advantage.' Dein was her ve'y words. Sam heered her say 'em. I knowed dat meant dat de chile would go naked, for she wouldn't a. worn none o' Alies Rachel's rub- .bish, an' not a cent would she git o' de _money. So I got dat ole white dress out, an' Dinah stole a blue ribbon from a' ole trunk in de garret an' washed an' ironed it to tie 'round her waist, an' Miss Nannie come an' look at it, an' when she Ece it de tears riz in her eyes. " Don't yo' cry, chile,' I ergs.' ain't lovin' ye for yore clo'es, an' never dia.. Fust time he see -ye yo' was purty nigh bare foot. It's ye he wants, not yore frocks, honey' ; an' deu de sun come out in her face an' her eyes dried up, an' she 'gin to smile an' sing like a robin after de rain. " Party soon 'long come Chrie'mas time, an' we was a-watchin' out what Marse Tom Boling was gwine to gin hie bride, for she was purty nigh dat, as dey was to be mar- ried de week after Chris'mas. Well, euh, de mawnin' 'fore Chris'mas come, an' den de arternoon come, an' den de night come, an' mos' ev'ry hour somebody sent somethin' for Mies Rachel, an' yet not one scrap a' nuilin big as a chiukapin come for Aliso- Nannie. Dinah an' me was dab res'lessdat we could- n't sleep. Mise Nannie didn't say nuffin when she went to bed, but I see a little shade over her face, ah' knowed right away what hurted her. " Well, de nex' muwnin'—Chria'mas mawnin' dat was—ole Sane come a-bustin' in de kitchen do', a-hollerin' loud as he could holler, dat der was a trunk on de front po'ch for Miss Mannie drib was dat heavy it tuk two niggers to lir it. I run, and Dinah run, an' when we gotto de trunk mos' all de niggers was thick 'round it as flies, an' Miss Nannie was standin' over it readin' a card wid her name on it, an' a 'seription sayin' dat it was a Chriemas gif', wid de com- pliments of a friend.' But who dat friend was, whether it was Marse Henry, who sent ib dat way so dat woman wouldn't tear his hair out ; or whether Mis' Morgan sent it— dab hadn't mo'n 'nough money to hve on ; or whether some of her own folks in Indiany, dat was dirt po', stole de money an' sent it ; or whether de young Dr. Tom Boling, who bad mo' money daft all de banks in Lexinh ton, done did it, don't nobody know till die day, 'oept me an' ole Sam. " My soul alive, but de insides o' dat trunk tuk de bref out o' de mist'ess an' Miss Rachel ! Satn opened it, an' I tuk out de things. Dere was a weddin' dress all white satin—jes' de ve'yemate o' de one yo' gat in dat Otter 'fore ye—an' a change'ble silk, dat heavy ! an' a plaid, one an' eve'ything a wo- man could git on her 'back from her akin out, an' a thousand dollar watch an' chain. I wore dat watch myself ; Miss Nannie was standin' `by me, a•clappini her han's an' laughin', an when dat watch an' chain came out she jes' th'owed de chrin over my neck an' stuck de leetle watch in my bosom, an' says, Dere, ye' dere ole mammy, go look at yoreself in de glass an see how fine ye' is. " De next week came de w,eddin . I'll never forgit dat to my dyin' day. Marse Tom Boling driv in wid a coach an four an' two outriders, an' de horses wore white rib- bons on dere eare; an' de coachman had flowers in his coat mos' big as his head, an", dey whirled up in front o' de po'ch, an' out he etepped in his blue toat an' brass but- tons, an a yeller wais'coat, an' his bell - crown hat in his han'. She was a-waitin' for him wie dat satin dress on, an' de chain 'round her neck, an' her leetle footses bound wid silk tebbone de very match o' dein yo' got pictered, an' her face shinin' like an anger& An' all de niggers was roun' de po ch, dere eyes out'n dere heads, an' Marne Henry was dere in his new clo'es lookin' so mighty fine, an' Sam in his white`gloves, an' me in a new ban'ohief. " Eve'ybody was happy 'dept one. Dat one was de miat'ess, standin' in de do'. She wouldn't come out to de coach where de horses was alchewin' de bits, an' de froth a- droppin' on de groun', an' she wouldn't speak to Marse Tom. She kep' back in de do' way. Miss Nannie gilaMaree Tom Rol- ing her han' an' look upin his face like a queen, an' den she kissed Alaree Henry, an' whispered somethin' in his ear dat nobody 1,1 0 111 11:19 S are the only medicine that will cure Dia - K idn0y tertigetes Uease this dis- ease was in- Pi'lls themselves confess c ura b I e until Dodd's Kidney Pills cured it. Doctors that without Dodd's Kidney Pills they are powerless against Dia- betes. Dodd's Kidney Pills are the first medicine, that ever cured Diabetes. Imitations—box, name and pill, are advertised to do so, but the medicine that does cure dotes is Dodd's Kidney Pills. Dodd's Kidney Pills are - fifty cents a box at an druggists. 41, JULY 194 1901 I Ide miet'ess full in de race an"thout a word didn't hear, only de tears' gin to jump out an' roll down his cheeks, an' den she looked dropped her kw curtsey. " I come de let'. She looked at me for a - minute wid her eyes aswirrimin' an' den she th'owed her arms 'round my neck an' hugged an' kiesed me, an' den I see an arm alip 'round her wade' an' lif' her in de coach, Den de horses gin a plunge an dey wn eff, " An' arter dat dey had five yeare--de happiest years dem two ever seen. I knowe 'cause Marse Henry gin me to her, an' I lived wid 'em day in an' day out till dab. ba'AbyunetoinCehVezi'strodepnp—ed: reached out her hand as if to *steady herself, and sank into a, chair behind me. The tears were streaming, down ber cheeks. Then she struggled to her feet, advanced. a step, and with her eyes -fixed intently on the portrait, she said, in a quivering voice :. " Honey, chile—honey chile -15 yo' tired, a-waitin' for yore ole mammy ? Keep a. watchin'—it won't be long now 'fore I -come- Keep a- watch& 1" THE END. It was Made to Cure. To cure what ? Catarrh, Asthma. Ray Fever and Bronchitis. Its name is Catarrh - ozone. If you breathe it, it will cure pee There's lots of satisfaction in using Catarrh - ozone, and after you have -used it a little while you'll wonder how you ever lived, without it. Two sizes 25 cents and Roo. For sale by Fear, the druggist, Seaforthe, or Poison & Co., Kingaton, Oat. et An Unlooked For Customer. Theophratus Eseulapius Stubbs, propriee tor of the " Universal Life -Everlasting Golden Bitters "—was in hia office, and about him was gathered an eager group,, listening to an account of the wonders he had wrought. By and by, a man in sombre garb—a thin, pale -faced man, sedate and melan- choly—entered the office and inquired for the proprietor. " I arn the man," said Theophraetire• Esculapius Stubbs, with dignity. " You are the proprietor of the Univer- sal Life -Everlasting Bitten 9" said the pale visitor. I am. How can I help you ?" 1` I have come to see if I couldn't get you to establish an agency for your bitters in; our town. I want you to send a smarb man —one that can sell a large quantity of your medicine." Theophrastus rubbed his hands and smiled exultingly. " You see," pursued the somber visitor„ "my business is getting dull, and I though4,. with 'your help we might revive it." " Can't you take the agency yoursey, friend 9" asked the great Stubbs. " No, no " said the melancholy rnan, _vvith a shake of the head., " It wouldn't. do for me. People might think I was inter -- 1 ested," "Ah—what's your business 9" " Pm an undertaker 1" • Limping, Limping From corns ? No necessity, for that. Put. nam's Painless Corn Extractor removes all corns, large or small, in about twenty-four hours. This is reliable information, your druggist will substantiate it if you ask Be sure and get Patnam's, it causes no pain,. Neal DoNIV and His Son. Colonel Fred N. Dow tells the following story to illustrate how the son of a father devoted to a great principle is likely to fol- low in his father's steps. - Colonel Dow once visited friends at Que. bec and, while seeing the eights of the city &milts surroundings, he took a public tar- riage to visit the falls at Montmorency. At a halfway house on the road the driver pull- ed up his horse and remarked : " The carriage always stops here." "For what purpose 2" asked the Colonel. " For the passengifit to treat," was the • reply. " But none of us drink, and we don't in- tend to treat." The driver had dismounted, and was waiting by the roadside. Drawing himself up to his full height, he said impressively " have driven this carriage now more than thirty .years, and this happened but once before, Some time ago I had for a fare a crank from Portland, Maine, by the name of Neal Dow, who said he wouldn't drink ; and, what was more to the point, he said he wouldn't pay for anybody else to drink." The son found himself occupying the sa,me ground as that on which his father had stood.—Exchange, Advice to Mothers. If your little boy or girl tomes home with a sore throat, the first thing to do is to rib the throat and chest with Poison's Nerviline. Don't be afraid to use Nervihne freely—a whole bottle full won't burn or blister the tenderest *kin. Rub in until all taken up by the pores, and just before the child goes to sleep give him a glass of hot water into which 30 drops of Nerviline has been previ- ouely stirred. This is a sure, pleasant, and speedy cure. Large bottles 25 cents. For sale by Fear, the druggist, Seaforth. Exactly as Advertised. An indignant Woking farmer returned to a horse dealers about an hour after purchas- ing a horse. "Look here, sir," he exclaimed, " I don't want this horse you sold me. He shies. I can't get him to cross the bridge." " That's the reason I sold him," said the dealer, calmly. " Why did you come to me for the horse ?" " I saw your advertisement in the pa- per." " Yes ; to be sold, you stated, for no other reason than that the owner wanted to go out of town." "Well, if you can get out of town with him," said the dealer, " it will be more than I can do." Character in Medicine. There ischaraeter in Dr. Chase's Ointment—just such ehara,oter as has made Dr. Chase esteemed rted admired the world over. Dr. Chase's Oin meat has stood the test of time and remains to -day the on. ly actual mire for pies and Itching Skin Disease. It Is the standard Ointment of the world You Can rely on it juet as you rely on Dr. Chase's Receipt Book, because you know that it is backed by the sterling character of Dr. Cbase—America's -Greatest Physi- cian. Helpful Reading. Knowledge of the Bible will refine, en- large and elevate the vocabulary of any enh, and the girl who studies her Bible daily and reads Shakespeare. Scott, Macauley and Ruskin will be a better talker than she who - limits her reading to the daily newspaper or the latest agreeable book, Dickens, Thack- ery, William Black, Blackmore, Burke Crockett, Mrs. Oliphant and George Eliot are all helpful to those who would be geed!. bright, varied and entertaining talkers, bet cause in all these authors you continually find wholesome thoughts expreeeed in force- ful and strenuoup English and bit by bit you receive of the wealth theae masters of" English have so carefully I bestowed upon their work.—Ladies' Home Journal. Facth and Figures. The greatest bay on the -lane of the earth is that of Bengal. Measured in a straigbv line from the two including ' peninsulas, its extent is about 420,000 square iniles, nearly double that of Texas. There are 11,700 hotels in Paris, in which there are on an average 240,000 gueste. ceieTtihezienatrbe ett8i9tto hj vilnainled et, ewmipther aan beiehip of 2,536.000. 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