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HomeMy WebLinkAboutClinton New Era, 1894-06-29, Page 3M RRIS MUSICAL EXCELLENCE; ARTISTIC DESIGN DURABLE CONSTRUCTION CAZALOOIIES BENT FREE ON APPLIOATAON. Morris -Fond -Rogers-Co LISTOWEL. I My Peddler I was busy in the dough, my hands entirely lost within it, and onlyy a por- tion of my arms visible. Rather pret- ty arms they were, and I am afraid I surveyed them with a glance of self- satiection, now and again, thinking that sal the good, useful work they ac- complished made them no whit less white and dimpled. • I was all- alone in the old kitchen, mother and father having gone to a sick neighbor's to pass . the night, and I was left in charge of the children. But I felt no loneliness, and my voice rang out merrily in snatches of song, though I occasionally glanced at the sleeping baby in the cradle to see that I did not disturb its happy slumber. She bad just stirred and given a wak- ing cry, when, in an instant, my hands were out of the doug, as I said, while wiping them: "Yes, darling, sister is coming!" when a low laugh interrupt- ed my words, a shadow darkened the open doorway, and. looking up, I saw upon the threshold a man with a pack upon his back. He was a fierce, sinister looking fel- low, with hair and eyes black as Ere- bus, and a tall, powerful frame. "Excuse me, Miss," he said, as I con- cealed my fear with some outward show of dignity. "I have some things here very suitable to such pretty, young faces as yours. May I show them to you?" "I want nothing to•day," I answer- ed, somewhat molified by the man's manner, which had lost its own offen- siveness. "It is not necessary for you to buy. I only want you to look," he repeated, laying his stores of treasures out be- fore me, whilst I, holding baby in my arms, surveyed them with some degree of covetousness. It ended in me purchasing a ribbon or two for my hair and a few other trinklets whose charms I could not re- sist. "Was my father at home?" the man then inquired. "No, I answered; "nor would he be pp until the following day." I stood. For a few brief moments I still. Ohl t°iiathe might hide himself and wait until succor could come to me! Minutes passed, each of which seemed an endless hour as I sat wait- ing for something to follow, I knew not what: At last T heard a step upon the stair, .Step by step it descended, each stepbringing me nearer to the dreadful presence. Some sudden im- ppulse tempted me to- throw back my head and feign sleep. I had barely done so when the man stood on the threshold. Seeing me alone, he took courage and entered boldly. In anoth- er minute he was by my side, and I could feel the hot fumes of his breath upon my cheek, "You sleep well my lassie," he said, in ironic tones, seizing one of the can- dles upon the table and passing it up and down before me. Then going over to the table, I heard him. take up a tumbler and pour the cideriiito it. "Good enough; Good enough,"! be said smacking his lips. And as he spoke, something familiar in his voice made the inclination to• open my eyes irre- sistible. Slowly unclosing them, I be- held my worst fears realized, The peddler stood before mel My gaze was fascinated. I knew in another mom- ent he would turn, yet I could not withdraw. My lids refused to close, and there they were wide open when he at length faced me. "You are awake, girl, are you?" he said in hoarse, brutal tones. "It is well for you . since your waking.might have been a rough one. Come, I must get out of this, and as you value your pretty face, tell me were the old man's money is?" "I do not know," I answered, fear giving me strength. My father keeps no money." "It is a lie!" he shouted! "and I will soon prove it. But your silver—where is that?" To parley I knew was useless, so I pointed to the closet on the other•side of the room, whose strong lock and bolt was the only protection afforded its treasures. The key was in the lock. His eyes lit on it with hungry greed. He crossed the room and turned it, then came again to my side. •'You have paid well for your rib- bons, my dear, and I for my informa- tion. See to it you keep as close mouth in future, or another time you'll not get off so easy." Then stopping to drink another glass of cider, whsle he leered at me over the tumbler, he exultingly swung op- en the closet door and entered. In an- other moment I saw him bending over the silver -chest. His back toward me, his lustful fingers already weighing the precious pieces, many of them heirlooms, when a wild idea. hashed through my brain. There wag no time to lose. Detec- tion meant death, since I knew how merciless he could be. Quietly laying baby down by my side, with a fervent prayer that she might not waken, :I awaited my time. The brawny head bent lower over the chest. I bad not a moment to spare, as springing with quick flying feet, 1 flew across the room, slamming the door in his be- wildered face, raised hastily toward me, and barely turning in time the key in the ponderous lock, ere, with an oath and a shout, his brawny should- ers were against the door. Then my now trembling. fingers slid the bolt, and I d*'o ed inert and helpless where "Indeed, I was brave to stay alone." I lost consciousness, but his fearful id- terarnces and repeated blows against; theestauneh -thither chase strength -I" inwardly blessed, at last aroused me and going to the hall I opened wide the door, and seizing the fog horn, blew with all my might and main. So the gay party found me when, a few minutes later they alighted from the sleigh, glad to see the glow of the warm fire and the hospitably open door, but starting back when a girl's white face, transfixed by terror, met them, whose lips could make no sign. They had heard the horn, and deemed it a jest, a sorry one indeed, as I could i only point to the door where all was now still, and in broken utterance, tell them what lay concealed there. Quickly they threw it open, but many strong young arms were swift to seize and bind the now helpless prisoner, who, after a brief struggle with a glance of undying hatred toward me, 1 succumbed to force. A long fever fol- lowed the horrors of these few hours, and when I left my bed, the prisoner was expiating his wickedness m a cell; but when Joe Ellis pleaded that here- after he might afford me the protec- tion of his strong arm and heart, with all my bravery I could not say him nay. "I had no fear," I boasted somewhat npatteptly,for .I_.was ..not sins rny ' "pare' teWeld "4151, -. this conversa- tion with a stranger, and I made pre- text of the baby's restlessness to turn away. • The man's eyes followed me, peering hither and thither; and it was with a feeling of relief I at last saw him put his pack once again over his shoulders, and, with a friendly "Good -day," trudge out into the snow. It was a clear frosty afternoon. My • • bread I had taken nut of the oven, well satisfied with the appearance of the brown, crisp loaves. The boys had come in, with rosy cheeks, from school and were busy with their next day's task, when a chorus of merry voices broke on my ear, accompanied by the tingle of bells. The long -promised sleighing party had at last called for me—the last one to be picked up. "Too bad. The one day I cannot go," I explained, while tears stood in my eyes. They all echoed my chagrin; all tried to devise some way by which I might manage; but I shook my head sadly, somewhat reconciled since I saw re- flected in Joe Ellis' face the disappoint- ment of my own, and knew that for him, too, the party had lost its charms. "Have some apples and cider ready for us, Ellie, and we'll come in and have a jolly time for an hour "on our return. Look for us about nine." This was something to anticipate. I prepared tea for the children, but a big lump in my throat forbade my eating any myself; then cleared away the things, and went upstairs to see them safely stowed away for the night. The boys soon were in dreamland, but • baby was restless, and finally I took her up in my arms to rock her. As I did so, half humming alf singing an old song, I became r nscious some one was watching me. I strove to shake offlthe -iesline, tributing it to my nervousness; it only increased its hold upon me. The windows of the room in which I sat opened on a low shed, and through one of these I saw at last my fears were real, as I distinguished, peering through the glass, a pair of eyes. The face was in shadow. Beyond the eyes I could see nothing; but there they were, watching my every movement with cat -like intentness. "What should I do? The nearest farmhouse was fully two miles distant. My only hope lay in the return of the sleighing party, since, perhaps, he would not try to effect an entrance until I, too had retired. But to sit there longer, with that fearful stare fixed upon me, was impossible. I should go mad, cry arid shriek aloud. So slylyinching the baby until she awakenedwitha scream, 'with an in- ward prayer for strength, I rose, and •bending for one moment over the boys' cot, with the feeling that in their • peaceful sleep lay safely, still holding baby tightly clasped in my arms: I left, the room. In Use warm, cosy sit- ting room a table Was drawn before the fire, and on it the preparations I had made for the evening. Faint and exhausted, .I could only drop into a chair and try to sooth the screaming child. I had scarcely suc- ceeded, when I heard the stealthy raising of a sash, and knew the man effected an entrance. Then all was T . . CLINTON N NEW E DIAMONDS BY THE HANDFUL. "It gives one the oddest thrill to a handful of loose, upset precious stones just as if they were pebbles, said a fair cosmopolitan to a writer for the New York Tribune: "Not long since, in,I.ondon, I went into a store, famous for its jewels, and while I way talking -with the clerk about the re- setting of some old family relies, Lord A., who is a great friend of mine, came in. After some casual conversa- tion he asked me if I -would come with him into an inner room to look atsome pearls he yvas thinking of purchasing. There we found Mr C., one of the heads of the firm and the pearls were produc- ed and discussed, and finally a couple were decided upon. 'Could you let Mrs X. see your unset stones?' asked Lord A. after everything had been settled. 'I will be her security!' he continued jokingly. 'Most certainly,' answered the obsequious trademan, politely unlocking what proved to be a door into a huge safe, but which looked like part of the paneling of the room. He ushered us into a small rognl in the safe itself. It was carpet- ed with green baize and had no furni- ture, the walls being filled with rows upon rows of drawers, each with its own special lock and key., `Here you have wealth enoughlo buy a kingdom,'said Lord A. and I could not repress a cry of astonish- ment and rapture as Mr C., with ap- parent carelessness, opened drawer after drawer, and showed me the glit- tering contents. Rubies, diamonds, pearls, sapphires—all. the long array of precious stones, and all assorted ac- cording to size and quality. 'Would you trust me to take up a handful of these diamonds?' I had the audacity to ask. 'I simply long to know how it feels.' Both men seemed much amus- ed, the jeweler gratifying my request without hesitation; and as I felt the heavy glittering thing slip through my fingers, I felt the thrill I spoke of in the beginning. 'You look as if you were in church?' laughed Lord A. `The expression on your face is abso- lutely reverent'—and oddly enough, that was just the way I felt." ALL MEDT Young, old or middle-aged, who find them- selves nervous, weak and exhaneted, who are broken down from excess or overwork, resulting in many of the following symp- toms :—Mental depression, premature old age, loss of vitality, loss of memory, bad dreams, dimness of sight, palpitation of the heart, emissions, lack of energy, pain in the kidneys, headache, pimples on the face ana body, itching or peculiar sensation about the scrotum, wasting of the organs, dizzi- ness, specks before the eyes, twitching of the muscles, eyelids and elsewhere, bash- fulness, deposits in the urine, loss of will power, tenderness of the scalp and spine, weak and flabby muscles, desire to sleep, failure to be rested by Bleep, constipation, dullness of hearing, loss voice, desire for solitude, excitability of temper, sunken eyes, surrounded with LEADEN CIRCLES, oily looking skin, etc., are all symptoms of ner- vous debility, that lead to insanity, unless cured. The spring or vital force having loot its tension, every function wanes in oonsequense. Those who through abuse committed in ignorance, may be perma- nently cured. Send your address and 10c i., amps for book on diseases peculiar to man, sent sealed. Address M. V. LUBON, 24 Macdonnell Ave., Toronto, Ont., Canada. P1 ease mention tbie paper. THE WHY AND WHEREFOisFses There is nothing marvelous in the fact that Hood's Sarsaparilla should cure so many disorders "flesh is heir to" are due to impure or poisonous condition of the blood, and that Hood's Sarsaparilla is an effective and radical blood purifier, the whole thing is explained. Besides its blood purifying qualities, Hood's Sarsaparilla also contains the best known vegetable stomach tonics, diuretics, kidney remedies and liver invigorants,•and is thus an excellent specific for all disord- ere of these organs, as well as for low con- dition of the system, or Thst Tired Feel- ing. C Ildr n Cryt r: I elfin s, orIa OFF AND ON. dune 20, 1gQ • "No one can ever believe the triith of an incident in my life," said Capt. Webb Fallon, an old seafarer who runs a whaleback on Lake Superior. "There are half a dozen, men scattered over the world, though, who can vouch for it. Just after the war I was second mate of the Franklin Pierce, a Boston boat that was engage, d in the sugar trade with Cuba. She was a big three -mast- ed sehon oer, and remarkably sea- worthy. In the spring of 1887 we were on our way south when a howling storm came along almost before we knew it, just like a simoon, and strip- ped tri -ped off our canvas just like skirts off clothes -line. We pitched and `rolled the worst I ever saw, and all of a sud- den somebody yelled a warning, and the next instant a million tons of water seemed to hit our decks. I was stand- ing near the mainmast, and before I could grab anything away I went. A chicken coop went with me, as well as everything else on deck • that wasn't nailed, and when I came to my senses the coop was near me. I struck out for it and got it.. I looked around for Franklin Pierce, but she was no- where in sight. The storm increased in violence. It seemed as if there was something under the water raising it up all the time, . and I rode waves on that coop that would have swamped the Great Eastern, I firmly believe. reckon I'd been tossing about for over an hour, when a big black mass seemed to come up out of the water in front of me. At the same moment I felt the water fairly jump under me, and I was thrown forward as if out of a catapult. The shock broke my hold on the coop, and away I went buried in water. Then I struck something hard and grabbed a thing that struck my hand and held on like grim death. It was a rope. The water left me, and I opened my eyes, but closed them again as another wave came. I knew I was on a vessel's deck, and I lay there and waited. The storm went down al- most as 'suddenly as it came up. Gen- tlemen, as I stand here, I found when I could examine my whereabouts that I had been washed back on to the Pierce."—Washington Star. • What is ASTO R 1 Castoria b Dr. Samuel Pitcher's preeetription, for In'bu►ts, and CWldren. It contains neither Opium, Moyphln nor other Narcotic substance. It is a haragess .agb�tu ! for Paregoric, Drops, Soothing Syrups, aiud Caeb`or, OIL It is Pleasant. Its guarantee is thirty years" use by Millions of Mothers. Castoria destroys Wormp and4h, ^ feverishness. Castoria prevents vomiting Sour cures Diarrhoea and Wind Colic. Castoria wyr}J teething troubles, cures constipation and $stub Castoria assimilates- the food, regulates the:ato and bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep.:" testa is the Children's Panacea—the Mother's F !ieied Castoria. "Cafeteria is an excellent medicine foe chil- dren. Mothers have repeatedly told me of its good effect upon their children." Ostrom, G. O. Ostro, Lowell, Miss. "Castor's ie the best remedy for children of which I am acquainted. I hope the day is not far distant when mothers will consider thereat Interest of their children, and use Castors& in- stead of thevariouequaokuostrvmswhichare destroying their loved ones, by forcingopium, morphine, soothing syrup and other hurtful agents down their throats, thereby sending them to premature graves." De. J. F. Knroest oe, Conway, Ark. SWALLOWED A LIVE SQUIRREL Jonathan Young and his son, Livy, well known and reputable farmers of Johnson county,were out in the woods recently, says an Indianapolis depatch, when their dog spied a small ground squirrel, and chased it under a log., The father and son drove the little .animal from beneath the log with a pole, the dog standing at the side of the log ready to grab his prey. Suddenly the squirrel darted out from under the -log and the dog made a grab at him. Like a flash the little animal disappeared dow.nsthe dog-' .thrbat. Eos: an: instant the dog stood and trembled as if "suffer- ing great pain, and then began to howl and roll over and over in agony. For a half hour he continued his signs of distress and then gradually returned to his normal condition. The master expected to see the dog die, but he has now fully recovered, and appears as well as ever. It is supposed that the squirrel, after struggling in the sto- mach of the dog, was finally smothered. Mr Young and his son both vouch for the truth of the story. SUFFERED FOR TWELVE YEARS. Mr Geo. A. Williams, the extensive mannfactnrer of fruit . baskets, Thorold, writes:—"I suffered very severely from sick and nervous headaches and billions - nese for over twelve years and had tried all the advertised pills, powders, and other medicines, but obtained very little relief, until about two years ago I began using Stark's Powders and since then have been like a different man and now seldom have a headache. If I have any tendency that wayStark's Powders give immediate relief." Price 25 cents a box; sold by all medicine dealers. THE FATE OF THE HEN. Once an ardent bicyclist was relating his latest adventure, and explaining to the enquiring family the reason of the strange condition of his new bicycle trousers. "You see, the, road was smooth and straight, and I was going for all I was worth—theold wheel was just hum- ming —when suddenly one of those dreadful hens these country people persist in keeping ran out in front of my 'bike.' When the hen saw the wheel coming after her, she began to run, only instead of getting out of the way, she rain straight ahead. I shout- ed and hallooed, but she kept on. Then I slowed up, and so did that hen. Then I turned a nit to the right —just after the hen turned that way. Then I turned to the left, and there was that hen. I did all I could to make her get out of my way, or to get out of hers, but it was no use. So at last I gave up trying to save her from her tate. I ran my wheel straight ahead, faster and fasters until I overtook her and rode over her i And the jump that old hike made when it struck that hen gave me a header, and over I went. into the ditch. Of course there was a good puddle there—there always is; and of course, too, I got a good splash- ing, and that's what's the matter with my trousers, you see 1" "But what became of the hen?" asked an interested small listener. "The hen ? Pshaw 1 I didn't care particularly what became of the hen. It was my trousers I cared a'iout. But if you want to know badly, I'll tell you; I believe that hen was 'in the soup' 1" "In the soup?" "Yes, she was decidedly 'in the soup'] Indeed. I may say that I know she was 'dead in it.'" "'Dead in it?'" "Indeed she was 1 I shouldn't won- der if the man that owned her had chicken soup for a week. For that hen 'dead so in it' that she never even winked when the bike struck her." WRITTEN ON DUFFS. A London laundryman says that the use of shirt cuffs for jotting down me- moranda is more common than is per- haps generally supposed. He related how one day a young fellow drove up in a cab and rushed into the office in great excitement, asking whether some shirts deposited in the name of L -- had been washed. He found that they had not, and as the owner turned them over in feverish haste he fairly yelled with joy, pointing to a little column of figures on the left cuff of one, which he explainedswere the numbers of eight ten -pound bank notes which had been stolen, and had the shirts been washed all hoe of ever getting them back must ave been abandoned. They wever, -succ, ssfully traced and a feat da later. were, h recover L WILL CURE Yo. CLEAR) SKIM, d a,111'II MENTAL ENERGY _o v LONG LI FE kw. ^1 STRONG NERVES AYER'S SARSAPARILLA R.- P. SMITH, of Towanda, Pa., „_whose ,co>pstitutipn-;was ocompleter@y- broken, down, is cured by Ayer's Sarsaparilla. Ile writes: " For eight years, I was, most of the time, a great sufferer from constipa- tion, kidney trouble, and indigos. tion, so that my constitution seemed t.) be completely broken down. I was ia•ineed to try Ayer's Sarsaparilla, and t:;ik nearly seven bottles, with such eNecliant results that my stomach, 1...)w, Is, and kidneys are in perfect con- d:ri.m, and, in all their functions, ar r. ^^,alar as clock -work. At the time 1 began taking Ayer's Sarsaparilla, my weight was only 129 pounds; I now can brag of 159 pounds, and was never in to 'good health. If you could ,see me be. fore and after using, yon would want me for a traveling advertisement. All believe this preparation of Sarsaparilla to be the best in the market to -day:" Aaver's Sarsaparilla Prepared by Dr. J. C. Ayer &Co., Lowell, Mass. Cures others,will cureyou COTTOLENE. lite 00 K's ?iiZ15 how hto'o w o aro' •sod d pastryt • e fROBLEI� ra'SOL iia 'f}le brocluerottlit our 4IiwIr SHORTMING 011 ° LE° V/�. ick maim ht's crisp, he`BJtIP Ies 41,citotesome Fad k` 9t~deil Ante' tput itttiter s,.etralsset fourtio. You cutletWord to 4 Children lrttoh is Castorld e only by K. Falrkatglt parry. f used Auk Oa t 1 Castors, " Castor's issowell adapt4dto ivogtt I recommend it assuperiorkna known to me." H. A. Aaoag, X. Dr s 11180. Oxford 8t., Brophlyuli11•. T. "Our physicians in the children's meet have spoken highly of their ei once in their outside practice with.Css and' although we only have among medical supplies what is known as re, products, yet we are • free to confess •that tits'• merits of Castor's bas won us to look with •. favor upon it." Margo Bosprrar. AND DISPENsasy, Bottom Ws*, emits O. Siam 1 Sres., The Centaur Company, T7 Murray Street, New York City. Hub Grocery •- Te Just sit:"ed, a consignment of the celebrated BEE BRAND TEA, put in half priced and pound packages. This is the only package Tea put up where it isrr:svn. The Bee Brand Tea is grown in the Palamcotta Gardens, Ceylon, and. no mixture, but a pure Tea of very fine flavor and strength. This Tea tooktl: ,•first plane at the World's Fair, Chicago. We have the sole agency for this ovwn. Come and get a sample and try it. mss`= CI -FO- SWA,LI.UW, - Clinton, June is the month for Roses and Frm THEN WHY NOT BUY THE Genuine Paris Gree And GARDEN SYRINGE. Kill off the Bug and let 'the live. You will want for this month. Enameled Steel Preserv• • “).. Nettles and Sauce Pans, Screen; Doors, Window Screens, Wove Wire . for Doors and Windows, Milk Pans, Milk Cans, Milk Pails, Lawn Mowers, Lawn Rakes,Grass Sythe, Stones, Gem Fruit Presses, Lemon Squeezers, Fly Traps, Daisy Churns, Machine Oil, White Lead, Ready Mixed Paints, all, shades, Fancy Wire, Barbed Wire, Hathaway Wire, Gold Meda:''; Carpet Sweepers, Steel Cut N ails, all sizes. - KOAL ! COAL ! ! KOAL Lehigh Valley Coal—We have just received Ten Cars o the Celebrated Mine. x, New Store Old Stand MaekayBlock•H A R LA N D BROS. Brick Bloc People Must Live ynd in order to do so they want the very best they can g We have anticipated their desire by purchasing the choie GROCERIES, TEAS, SUG ARS, CANNED GOODS, !FRUITS, &o: Having had 35 years experience, think we know the of the people pretty well. _ Our stock embraces eve found in a first-class grocery, and we will not be and We have a Beautiful Assortment of FANCY GLASSWARE` CROCKERY. Special Cuts on SUGARS and TEAS in large J. W. Irwin, GrocE! MACKAY BLOCK, -- - - CLINTON. Perry Davis' PAIN M K11414ER ,• ' NC OTHER MEDICIN 1 ON EARTH i a sing aaaaai �n' I lg 2~JC. cholera. (]stip„, Ob11 , Diarrliaaa, Dyeontery, Choi* Bottle- Morbus, 0 oleo►• bra um and all Bowel Complain;