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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron News-Record, 1895-03-27, Page 2k1 r yeriSMlt"fiWe i ro. THE FAIRY t 0•AHEAD. Jt; ( Jame' E. Niofeotson. CANCER AN THE LIP CUBED BY RC" Sarsa- pa�. AY "I consulted doctors who prescribed for Me, but to no purpose. I sugared in agony seven long years. Finally, I began t:JdL Ayer's sarsaparilla. In a week or two lI noticed a decided improvement. Encour- aged by this result, I persevered, until in a month of so the sore began to heal, and, atter using the Sarsaparilla for six months, the last trace of rho cancer disappeared."— JAMES Lc. NlcaoLsoar, Floreneeville, N. B. Ayer's Sarsaparilla Admitted at tho World's Fair, „A.Y2D 'd3 PXLLk. Regulate the Boweia. • a The Huron News -Record 1 25 a Year—$1.00 in Advance. WEDNaSDAY, MAR. II27t1t, 18t)5, DON'T .PUT IT OFI+. rhe necessity of a spring medicine is universally admitted. This is the best gime of year in which to purify the blood, to restore the lost appetite, and to build up the entire system, as the body is now peculiarly susceptible to benefit from medicine. The great popularity attained by Hood's Sarsa- parilla, owing to its real merit and its remarkable succes@t, has established it as the very best medicine to take in the spring. It cares scrofula, salt rheum, and all humors, biliousness, dyspepsia, headache, kidney and liver complaints, catarrah, and all affections caused or promoted by low state of the system or impure blood. Don't put it off, but take Hood's Sarsaparilla now. It will do voi. good. On Saturday week Mrs. Colinsky and her daughter started to walk from Mammoth Mine, Pa., to Mt. Pleasaut, where they intended to purchase tickets for Hungary. They had $500 in their possession. The bodies of mother and daughter were found con. cealed in a brush heap at the toad side four days after. They had been rob- bed and frightfully beaten. The base of Ayer's Hait' Vigor is a refined and delicate fluid, which does not soil or become rancid by exposure to the air, and which is as perfect • substitute for the oil supplied by na- ture in youth arid health, as modern chemistry can produce. There is a chance for the girls in the Yokon country, an isolated corner of Canada bordering on •Ataska, where men are growing wealthy washing the sands of the Yukon river for placer gold. To reach the country one must travel five thousand miles by water up along the Pacific coast to the Behring Sea and up the Yukon river. There are a lot of British subjects there, bach- elors, who want wives iii the worst, way. A commissioner ftotn Yukon stated in Ottawa the other day that if a hundred and fifty girls were sent to Yukon he would • guarantee that with- in six weeks they would all be married to gond husbands. This is an oppor- tunity that ought not to be lost sight of. A Common Affliction. Women the Greatest Suffer,ers. er,ers. GRAVE RESULTS OFTEN OCCUR. In All Cases Paine's Cel- ery Compound Cures and Restores Per- fect Health. Headaches are varied in char:der, of frequent, occurrence, and are produce d by a variety of causes. 'fhe common headache is often produced by some indiscretion in diel, or deviation from ordinary habits of life. We have also congestive headaches, rheumatic head- aches, and bilious and n et'volt8 head- aches. tVoinelt are oftener the vic- tims of these troubles than men. When neglected from day to day gr:<e and fatal consequences after occur. Some of the ablest and 1test, physici- ans freely admit, that Paine's Celery Compound is the safest and hest !twill - eine for every character of headache. Indeed, this opinion is strengthened by the thousands who have given te'st.i- niony in favor of Paine's e'elery (.'011 - pound. Headaches being more prevalent. in the Spring season, it is of the utmost importance that every sufferer should know how to stet. One bottle of Paine's Celery Compound will often permanently cure. Nature's marvell- OusSpring medicine will, at the sane time, build up the entire a'rystenl. Once upon a time there lived a poet who had espoused an unsophisticated little woman. They were happy. lie lived with her In an unassuming little house facing towards the east. The plot of ground on which It stood had been forgotten by speculators, and nobody had built upon it villas for re- tired tradesmen or mansions for un- sound bankers. The poet had a modest income and knew the emptiness of tame. He wrote verses for his own lunusement with the calm pleasure of a nourishing rose tree. Outside of his art 110 paid attention to nobody but hie companion, in the first bdace because he loved her and secondly ecause there were no other women in the country. As to her, she cared for flowers, t kitchen -garden and the poultry yard They had no donr"stics, since 1 ha said they were happy. Her housework finished, the simple little woman used to sit down opposite her husband and watch him writing. He read to her his poems, which she hardly understood, but which she thought very beautiful. Her lips halt closed, all her in farltiue thoughts strain- ed in a sterile effort, she drank in, as if they were waren, sweetened mills, the measured phrases aid the sonorous rhymes. As for him, he preferred this trim! faith to the hvpoeritical admiration a. confrere. iliorcover, in this bless place of enjntu'n ho had no confreres. I have said that ;his little wanatt w veru pretty and. exquisite, miracle, t tally ignorant of her charm ! The reader will perhaps think th this wont:nl never existed. Her husband could have offered splendid aid bizarre toilets But wh was the good? Being a poet, had I not in hi's imagination a ntagllifiee wardrobe ? Every day, following' the caprice of his fancy, he clothed his sweet companion ns a Japonaise, a Swe- do;se, a Goddess or a R alg,tche, cos- tumes unceasingly. renewed, which could never fade, and which adjusted tle mselves more to her delicate beauty than if they had been the work of the most clever workwornan. What ladies' tailor could contend with the dream of an artist ? In reality the simple little woman was clothed in a mouse -brown robe, simple as herself with a pretty apron and bib. embroidcrecdwith her only hands, A h0 • ve lie df ed as o- at poet from rhyming. But 1S.There any- thing else 1. call» do to please your Tell me my darling while I oil my bike." And with a email aluminum oil oan, she poured some fine oil into the weebanisna of her tnount, ' I am happy," commenced our inno- cent woman,"1 love my husband and be loses me." The fairy Go -head Was ton young a tai'r to have ever heard such strange and' old fashioned words. "In what country atn I in?" mur- mured she. Laying down tor an instant her oil can she rapidly turned over the pages of a pocket guide for traveling fairies — but without success—then allowed to es• cape from between her rather long teeth a British exclamation and continued her work. "But," continued her protegee, "there is something that makes mo a little sad. When me husband has fin- ished in writing and speaks to me of our love ha never speaks simply. I say to hint : 'I love thee.' Instead of re• plyiug to ino kindly ; 'Marie, 1 love thee,' he compares me to flowers and animals which I clo not know. IIo com- pares himself. He makes pretty phrases, but when people love one an- other things should not be so complicat- ed. As to me that intimidates me, and he .reproaches rue. That is not my fault. Why does he always indulge ill--?" "Metaphors," interrupted the fairy, who had by this bine finished her work. "Ariosto calls those thing's metaphors. Your husband is metaphorical to his intimacy. Well, I charge myself with the cure of his mania. Go house; don't be 11l1e71sv aboltt anything." "Thank yeti" "No, don't thunk ale. I shall enjoy cr playing hen a trick. Good-bye?" at Already the bicvcliste was in her to saddle and was working the pedals with tit sinewy strokes ; in Fess than three seconds she had disappeared beyond the horizon. As soon as dinner time approached in the dwelling of the poet, it wits demon- strated that the fairy had kept her word. Tho repast was ready. Tho rhymer quitted his work table, and, smiling upon his wife: "Thou are thin and pale this morn- ing. Mariettina. Thou art a tall lily of the Gauges inclosed in a vase of Singapore." Hardly had these words been pro. bunch of keys tinkled gently at he girdle like u sheep -bell. The story might finish here, withou having commenced, if the little woma had not had a little sorrow; which pre vented her from enjoying perfect teti city. She said nothing about it to her hus band, who, naturally,saw nothing ot 1 But in the morning when the sun wa rising and she was throwing grain to he pigeons, elle sometimes stopped with a heavy sigh, The pigeons,surprised look- ed at her with beaks in the air. One clay while the poet was still sleen- in", having pursued far into the night a rebellious rhyme. The little woman went out of the garden—which happen- ed very rarely—and took u short walk into the neighboring forest, a forest of maritime pines, whose summits, ever green and swayed by the breeze, initat- ed the caressing murmur of the neigh- boring Mediterranean. 'rhe evening previous her husband had read to her a poem ou the fairy Esterelle, ,and she was thinking that she would have liked to live in the times of the fairies; perhaps she might have met one and related her troubles. She was formulating mentally this wish when she saw appear in a clearing ot the wood a young man mounted upon a bicycle, which skimmed the ground so rapidly as to pass over the terns and grasses without bending them. In the twinkling of an eye, ho was near her, stopped short and dismounted from his metal courser. Sim recognized then that the young man was a woman in cycling costume With the aspect of a Miss her blonde hair streaming over her jersey, the stranger regarded the simple little wo man with steel -blue eyes. "You called me?" "Are you then a fairy ?" interrogated the little woman more surprised than alarmed. "Yes. You don't know me. I am the fairy Go•a!read." "Why do you not 'thou' me ?" "Because >: am an English fairy, and in England people don't . 'thou' one another." "And there are still fairies?" "Do you doubt it ? There aro the fairies of the new generation, the fairies of progress, of modern science, of the forward march—`Go ahead !' Do you think, for instance, that Edison without our help would have been able so ingeniously to utilize a force which no savant can define? How do you ex- plain the marvels of electricity without supernatural intervention ?" "The face of the little, woman showed that she had never put this question to herself." "We are practical fairies," continued the bicyclist, with a very light British accent. "Humanity is behind hand; it must make up for lost time. It has loitered too long, deceived by the use- less dreamers and fairies of long ago." "Those of the present day tight against vain chimeras, especially art and poetry. You are the wife of one of our worst enemies." "What?" stammered the little woman uneasily. The fairy Go-ahead imparted a softer tone to her sharp voice. "Rest assured. I hear you no ill -wilt, but I pity you. Yes, poets and philoso- phers are wicked genii, who resist the mysterious progress of matter, There are nowadays hardly any philosophers, my American friend, the fairy Dollar, has transformed almost all of them into stockbrokers and members of Parlia- ment. But there are still some poets left, and they only become inoffensive after they have been elected to the Aca- demie Francaise." ""1 don't understand." true. You are quite an innocent little woman, and I am gossiping, I who ordinarily employ telegraphic lan- gnage. Let us come to the point. What do you ask of me ? That your husband may cease verse making?" 1 "Oh ! never. 1 do not think--" "It would only ho a very natural wish, but I should he unable to grant i its fulfilment, You know that the power of fairies is limited, notwithstanding what you may have seen in the perfor- mance of the `Sheep's foot,' or 'The white eat,' " The pantomime of the little woman expressed her ignorance of these works. Moreover, we could not hinder a ✓ nouneed, when the young; woman had disappeared, and in her place was wav- ing to and fro a talc Indian lily, which t almost touched the ceiling. u Rearing up against his misfortune, he • mounted upon a chair to smell the odor of the silver calix. Instead of the sweet perfume of the' innocent little woman he breathed a violent odor which gave t. him immediately a headache, without taking, into account that his nose was ✓ smeared with the yellow pollen from the stamens. The lily waved slowly to and fro with irony. Exasperated, he attempted to carry it into the garden, but the pot was too heavy. Happily, the charm was reproved and the little woman reappeared with her faithful smile and her nut -brown eyes. She only retained a very vague sen- sation of having suddenly blossomed, and of feeling her dainty feet lengthen thetnselves out into thin white roots in the fresh earth. "Let us have dinner," she said. "Everything is almost cold." 'I'Ite poet ate with a very bad humor. However, in looking at his companion face to face, he could not help recogniz- ing how much more agreeable she was to look upon than a flower pot. And site was less heavy—for, having kissed her after dessert, he earriod her without effort to the end of the garden to a rustic seat in a thicket of rc,se lauriers. He immediately began to think that he had been the victim of hallucination and returned to finish his interrupted love poem. But, in the evening, during supper, satisfied with the day's work. and hav- ing forgotten the incident of the morn- ; ing, he had the fatal idea instead of 1 calling his wife "my dear Marie," to call her "my Persian gazelle." Immediately, in place of the adored one, a gazelle sprang upon the table, breaking three plates of old Nevers, and began to browse upon the lettuce in the salad dish. This time the poet understand that a sovereign will was interdicting to him the use of all metaphors in private life. And, while the frightened beast was bounding about the dining room and butting against the carved panels of the sideboard he sworn to express himself thenceforth like a vulgar citizen; he would even forbid himself the use of eepressions commonly used in the lan- guage of love, surh r►4 "my dove," or "my kitten," provided that his Marietta returned to him. xu,'r-1 7 It, ss- -.r- IMAM , r The poet kept his oath, to the great joy of his little innocent woman, who fey retitle thanked the good fairy. But, although still e ming, he had pass- ed the age at which one can renounce inveterate hah't:. The poverty of the language of love which was imposed up- on him caused him cruel suff.'ring-4 From the second week hie commenced to pine away. Ho soon grew, sn feeble that he was obliged to (-cave. writing. He remained in his b d, whreh the little woman had uneasily pit tiled in front of thbalcony where the climbing vines were interlac- ing. One peaceful evening in Jnne the poet, who held the hand of his coMpan- ion in hie own, said : '•1 feet that I am abnnt to leave thee, Marie.' The innocent little woman burst into sons. "it is my fault," stammered she through her tears. And she confessed to the dying man her meeting with the fairy Go, ahead. "I thought as much." murmured the poet. "It is a v 'ry nater:tl stogy. I bear thee no 11I wi11. Don't weep. My body does not suffer at all. O(( th ' c'on• trary it seems to me that I am a hlue birth who unfolds his wings and flies away." immediately he perceived that his arms were converted into wings with azure plumes. He added quickly : "With thee, me bird, with thee?" And through the op 'II wi .dew two blue birds flew towards the ruddy glow of the settingsun. I know nothing far- ther about tem. I think that the faire Go-ahead, a good girl at th ' bottom, who knows that the life of birds is rnor i happy than that of human bein'g's. has allowed them both to live on under their new form. PIERRE ELZIDAa. .RECIPROCITY WiTH THE U. S. V. lint I,1 the U.e, of Talkl"g or' If 11 Twit, 1,, Alike a Thu second resolution on the platform laid dowd by the Grit party, as the one upon which they will go to the country, is one in favor of reciprocity with the United States. It appears to us that the Liberal party must regard the electors of this country as having bad rniinori.'s and worse judgment. What is the esu talking reciprocity with the people of the United States in trade matters? It takes two to make a bargain, anct the people of the United States have time and again told us that the will not make a fair bargain with Canada, We do not intend to discuss the subject at length; it would be a waste of space. Let us, however, give the following brief and pointed history of reciprocity negotiations : 1865—As the old reciprocity troaty was about to expire, Sir John Macdon- ald and Hon. G orge Brown -when in England urged the Imperial Govern- ment to try and secure its renewal by the British Minister at Washington. Thie,was done, but the United States declined. 1866—Messrs. Galt, Howland, Smith and henry were ambassadors from the British Provinces to Washington to effect a renewal of the treaty. But the United Staten abrogated it. 1867—An offer was then made through the British Minister at the time of Earl Russell's Government, by request of Canada. The United States refused. 1868—In framing its first tariff, United Canada at Confederation put a standing offer of reciprocity in its customs laws. It met with no response from the United States. 1869—Canada sent its Finance Minis- ter, Hort. John Rose, to Washington with offers which the Liberal leaders of those days said were too favorable. But Uncle Sam as usual turned a deaf ear. 1871—Sir John Macdonald, at the Washington treaty, offered reciprocity with Canada as one basis of settlement. The United States representatives, re- jected the proposition with scorn. 1873—The national boards of trade of Canada and the States memorialized their respective Governments in favor of reciprocity. Canada reiterated her for- mer willingness to i: gotiate. but the United States authorities dcigued no reply. 1874—Hon. George Brown, on behalf of the Mackenzie Government, event to Washington and a treaty was drawn up. But the United States Senate threw it out. 1879—In enacting protection. Canada placed a standing offer of reciprocity on its statute books. It never met with the slightest response. 1888—Sir Charles Tupper, at the Fish- eries Convention at Washington, offered reciprocity as a basis of settlement. The United States refused to consider it. 1891—Our Ministers visited Washing- ton and offered reciprocity minuv'tarifi discrimination against Groat Britain, but the United States Government de- clined. 1S94—In the recent tariff revision of- fers of reciprocity' were re-enacted, but without effect. In view of this record, it is simply nonsense to talk about more reciprocity negotiations. The Dominion Govern- ment are pursuing the proper course ;— They are endeavoring to open up our trade with other countries, and particu- larly to increase trade with Great Bri- tain, and they are establishing lines of communication with those of other mar- kets of the world. Let them continue to do so and at the same time to retain the home market for the Canadian far- mer, and they will be doing a thousand times better service for our people, than making futile and humiliating efforts to make a bargain with people who refuse to make a bargain with us. Two Operations. BOTH FAILURES. A Case of Kidney Complaint that would Not Yield to Surgery or Medicine until 8. 8. E. was Tried. (i(:Nrr.t:t1r':, .1f(er haying; gone 1 \\ o (l(1:11((ns 1nr 1C idney ('otn- piniot. witlimit seertringthc least relief, and hearing of some renuu'kahle care, 11;11••'ty li. 13. 13. in our neighh(nhood, 1 decided to try it. 1 Wr►4 given up b}}' the doctors after the operations failed, nod it was providential that i hertz'(! of 13. B. H. After the Ilse of six bottles 1 cxperieneed so greet, relief and so great a change for the Iret,t,et' Ono 1 felt the good efrects would be lasting, as indeed they have been, The seventh bottle pet'fectly cured ate, rind i am now stronger nerd !eel cr 1 ban 1 ever \,'Its before. People who se. w are before 1 tool< I3. B. R. and who see ire now can scarcely believe that I am the same person. FABIOLA RETNHARDT, Quebec, Que. THE SECRT Of the marvelous success of Burdock Blood Bitters lies in its specific curative power over every organ of the body. The Liver, the Blood, the Bowels, the Stomach, the Kidneys, the Skin, the Bladder, in fact, all parts of the human system are regulated, purified, and restored to perfect natural action by this medicine. Thus it CURES all diseases affecting these or other parts of the system, Dyspepsia, Constipa- tion, Bad Blood, Biliousness, Head- ache, Kidney and Liver Complaint, Obstinate Humors, Old Sores, Scrofula, Rheumatism, Nervous or General Debility, and all irregularities of the system, caused by Bad Blood or dis- ordered action of the Stomach, Bowels, Liver or Kidneys. Thousands of testi- monials warrant the assertion that B.B.B. is the BEST SPRING MEDICINE FOR YOUNG OR OLD. NOXON m":). HOOSIER QR1L1.._____. Combined Drlli & brt;auu,lat 7:eeuer, arub,t Lriila,iulll:;it i)roauoit8t b'eedEte There may he other Dr;lls ! But there is only One Hoosier ! All oLller.i aro back number The proof is, there are more Hoos,er Drills and Seeders in, use in Canada to -day than all other kinds combined. No Purchaser Dissatisfied Yet! Why should they be, when they have got THE BEST DRILL EVER MADE ? WE GUARANTEE THIS. NOXON BROS. JIIFG. CO, L'T'I]., INGERSOLL, ONT, T. T. COLEMAN, ,!gent, Seafertit. E. ILUysENHEI:Rtli, Agent, Zurich. 851.4t C. HAMILTON, Argent, RIy'th. Goes to Europe forTreatment Suffering For Years from Insomnia and Nervous Debility—Prostrated, Exhausted—No Vitality —No Rest Until "Nature's Sweet Restorer," South American Nervine Tonic, Built up . the Nervous Organism, and Gave Back to the Wearied and Exhausted Nerve -Centres their Wonted Vigor. ADOLPHE LABODIE, B.C.L., J.P., OF THE WELL-KNOWN LABODIE & LABODIE, MONTREAL. For fourgenerations the remarkable family of LaBodie have been promin- ently identified with the legal andpro- feasional life of Montreal. A long line of active, intellectual meet, whose am- bition to rise to prominence meant a constant drain upon the nerve forces and a tremendous demand for brain power. Mr Adolphe LaBodie, B.C.L,, J.P.,etc., has for seventeen years been actively engaged in the legal profes- sion, living, as the duties of intellect- ual men of this fast age demand, beyond the reserve limit of natural nerve force, requiring more of the nerve centres at the base of the brain than they can possibly fulfil, which always results in nervous prostration, dyspepsia, hot flashes, insomnia, constipation, and attendant evils. Mr, LaBodie spared neither time nor money to obtain relief, went to Europe for special treatment, all to no purpose. His attention being direct- ed to South American Nervine Tonic, he concluded to try it. Result—im- mediate relief from insomnia, and a perfect and permanent cure from all other disorders, with but five bottles cf t'.o Nervine. LEGAL FIRM OF Mr. Adolphe LaBodie, under date of April 27th, writes from Montreal : -" I was suffering from insomnia and nervous debility ; prostration and exhaustion, rather than rest, followed a night's experience. I took five bottles of South American Nervine, and am wholly recovered, and now enjoy restful nights. I have tried many remedies, have been treated in Europe, and can say ovith truthful ent- phasis that the South American nerv- ine has cured me." There is reason in all things : busi- ness reasons in business, truthful reasons in truth. Mr. LaBodie's statement' herewith is the truthful reason why, if South American Nerv- ine Tonic cured him, it will cure you. It is the nerve builder for brain work- ers. Brain and stomach cannot both work at the same time with healthful and happy issues. One must suffer. Intense intellectual activity produces indigestion because the brain is con- suming all the nerve power. South American Nervine Tonic holds nature to a happy poise, and life and its duties swing to fruitful success. FOR SALE BY WATTS & CO., CLINTON. r