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The Huron News-Record, 1898-01-20, Page 2.14111.111. THE COUNTRY ROAD. X'r'om the busy haunts of farmer folk It starts on its winding way, geeover F he hill and woes the brook. Where the ruiunowe love to play, Beside the mill with its water wheel, And the pond so darts: and deep, Alen up to the tavern and village attire And the church where the dead lie asleep. You would never think that the country road Frani the hill to the store could be 13o long to a boy with en errand to do .And another boy to see. You oan never dream how short it is From the farm to the frozen pond, Nor how very much farther it always is ',Co the schoolhouse just beyond. 011, the country road, at the farther end It runs up hill and down, Away from the woods and the rippling brook, To the toiling, rushing towns ,But boat of it all, when you're tired and Wok Of the Weary haunts of mon, If you follow it back, it will lead you home' To the woods and fields again. —Gussie Packard Du Bois in Bt. Nicholas. RETRIBUTION. All sorts and conditions of mon and woman came together in the oattle days. It was ono of the peculiar features of the time that there Hover was asked the ques- tion, "Who are you?" The newcomer in- troduoed hi*nself, as did the Shiners of the • mountains, in his own way and was tak- en for what he was worth. llis real value was usually determined at short notice by the men of the frontier, and when they had once branded a stranger ho might as well acquiesce, for the word wont along the lino as to his standing. When he did not do so, ho found that there was likely to be a hint that he. could not afford to neglect, and he obeyed. When James Sorten 0 came to the Ci- rnarron ranch and introduced himself as the younger son of a wealthy New Eng- lander disinherited because of his fond- ness for the sports of the plains, ho was believed. He looked it. IIis admirable form and his charming manners—as man- ners went in those days—won to him the men and women of tho settlements and made him the friend of the ranch ,boys wherever ho met them. Sonne of the boys will yet remember him and the lively part he played in the drama of the latter sixties. Rivalries that aro now turned toward the management of tho corporations and the manipulating of the prices for stock were then in that section devoted to the handling of herds, and the ranch that had the largest and most energetic force of cowboys was the one that had the bettor fortune in that lino. Sorten, who soon gained the title of "Yellowback," because of his customary clothes of bright saffron, as the leader of the rustlers. He could scent a maverick farther than any one along the trail, and woe to the herder that allowed a bunch to remain out on the prairie overnight. It was likely to be missing for good. Of course there were efforts to put a stop to the practice of running in the wander- ers for at least a reasonable time after the finding of the same. But who could pre- vent it? Sorten went to the trail every night • to see if there were any wanderers that needed protection from the blizzards and often returned with two or three that bad strayed from sante passing herd. One °night he did not return as soon as usual, and when he came in it was with a white face- and agitation written upon his entire body. �.. _ `What's the matter, Jim?" asked the chief herder. "Seen a ghost?" asked another. "No, but 1 tell you, boys," were bis words, "I've seen the fastest rider that ever was in this valley." "Tell us about it." "There ain't nothin to tell. I was over In the upper ravine lookin for any wan- derin steers that might bo needin care and bad found two when along come a stran• ger on horseback and ordered me to git. I don't take any man's sass, and I told him so. ,What did that critter do but give a whoop and scarp them steers so that they went bellowin ddwn the ravine. I follered, of course, and when I saw that thorn wasn't no chance to gin them home turned round to look at the other ono. He sat on hie bass as quiet hs you please, arid when I • Iooked at him smiled, then with another whoop started after the steers himself, and what do you think—in a minute he had 'em in his line and was drivin 'em home, which I take it is over the other side of the trail." It appeared afterward that he had tried to overtake the stranger, but failed, hence his pertubration. The boys all laughed at him n good deal, and he fairly haunted the trail to catch another glimpse of the mysterious visitor, but it was a week be- fore he was satisfied. A day off was given the cowboys by reason of the failure of a herd to get in from the farther range, and we all went up to the town for a time. Jim was looking for something all the time, and when, as we came within a mild of the settlement, Ire caught sight of a sorrel horse ahead of us•he gave a little cry of joy and sank the spurs into the flanks of his pony viciously We followed and wore by his side when the sorrel was overtaken. Then we noticed 'something that we had not been award of before—the rider of the sorrel was a woman. Jim's face was a study. He was so sure of his game, and when it came as it did he wilted. But he braced up a little and began a conversation. It was the Baugh - ter of the chief herder across the river, and she was about as pretty a picture as often came to the eyes of the herders in the territory. She laughed and joked with Jim; and he deserted us to be by her side. We rode and left them together. That was the beginning, and for about a month Jim and his girl were the talk of the country around. They wore stuck on each other if any two every were and rode up and down tho ranges like wander. ing twin spirits. Once Jim was soared on the range again, and this time he swore that the vis- itor made him give up ton head of the fin- est calves that ho bad ever laid eyes on. But none of us saw the stranger, and the opinion of the ranch was that Jim was a little leery that night. One day the order camp to go to the ' southwest after a herd and drive north. Itrmeant two months of hard riding, and boor Jim did hate HI erode over to see his girl for goodby, and they had an affecting parting, I guess. Elia loved him and wanted to marry him before he wait, but Jim wouldn't have it too though he promised that it should be done as soon as he returned. That was the yoar of the oattle suffering on the plains because of therein and sleet. The herds were unable to got from the ice the wet grass beneath and starved and froze to death on the northern plains. In Elie territory there was no suffering of dila port, bttt too cold rain made it hard .far 6be Cowboys, and they had the tough- est time they at ev ' seen te. beep warm jwhilo on the range. They rode up and down the lines wrapped in bigblanks s ..and with all the acerb they cold gather around their necks, Onenight to was tasthos or gh stormworst there came along the trail a little herd, not more than 200 half starved oattle, that had evidently been herded through the summer on their way north and had not been pushed fast .enough. In the camp wagon that was with them was a woman. She ennui to the rapohbouse to got some food, d w ekept an op her there all night, the cook's wife sharing a bed with her. The girl -for she was not more than'a child - asked if we knew a James Morris. Of course we did not, but when the next morning she took from her neck a looket and opening it showed us the face of "Yellowback" we all looked bleak ,enough, I tell you. She went back to the wagon, but they did not get any farther. The man got sink somehow, and the woman went to the other ranch, whore she met Jeanne Arsey, the girl that had tho love of Jim -or thought she had. Well, the expected happened. Sho told hor troubles to .Jeanne and the girl knew that she had been making love to a mar- ried man. Mad? There is no word to ex- press it. She fairly raged and rode the plains for days almost beside herself. Sho vowed that she would kill him and then was willing to forgive for the wife's sake. But Jim did not come then. The wife staid and grow sick faster than hor father. At last she died and Joanne was free. But those who know were glad they had not the task that was before Jim when ho camp home. • Our boss told us 0110 day that the herd would bo in in a week. The ranch was prepared for the coming, and the cowboys looked forward to the event with interest, for they would ;.;ct a day off in which they could go ut, !:n settlement. At lat.i .. id was within a day's drive, ants i. , n, Lulu settlement was wait - in for o it. Thu boys 1 C a A l knew e the i�0 3 situa- tion between .Jim and Joanne and wanted to ECO what would happen. Jim was tired when ho came into camp and did not want to talk. Ho ate his din- nCr131 quietr and 7 the n said "Let's s o over , 6 to the town." Of course wo were ready, and a half dozen of us wont with him. On the way he asked if wo had seen Jeanne. WQ told him nothing about the visitor of tho past few weeks, and only when wo got to the town did wo sec him look cheerful. Jim drank harder than I had ever seen him do that afternoon, and about 4 o'clock was in a lively mood, ready for any sort of an escapade. .As we rode down the little street Wo saw conning in from the ranches a woman on horseback. 'All the herders fell back. They did not want to see what happened at too short range. Jim recognized his old flame and hurried his horse forward to meet her. But she did not hurry. Instead she was in the most exasperating state of deliberation. "How are you?" called Jim, so that we could all hear. There was no answer. "What's the matter?" he demanded. "Don't you want to marry me?" For an answer she gave her horse a blow with the riding whip and came up to his side. In her hand was the rawhide. She lifted it higher, and before ho could see what she was going to do it came down across his face again and again. Ho fairly howled with pain, but she rode back to her side of the street and kept up the high- way. "I'll kill her!" shouted Jim, and away went his horse to the saloon where he had left his revolver. As be stoodbefore the bar trying to get the barkeeper to give it up she rode in front of the house. "Jim Morris," she called, "come out here!" How white Jim turned! But he went. "You cowardly sneak!" she began. "I thought I loved you once, but now I know you. Do you remember those nights that I used to scare you away from the maver- icks?" Jim looked at her in astonishment. Had he been outwitted by a woman? "And last month I held in my arms a woman who had this picture. Do you know it?" She held out the miniature that was in the possession of the woman with the herd. Jim shuddered. "Whore—where did you get it?" 'ho asked. . "From your dead wife's hands. She be- lieved in you, and I did not tell her better. Sho died blessing you, and do you know where you ought to bo?" Tho woman's eyes fairly blazed as she sat there on her horse and faced tho little company of herders and saloonists. .Jim never said a word. He quailed be- fore the angry woman, but ho was too angry himself to give up. "You said a little while ago that you would kill • mo," she began once more. "Get on that horse and lot's see about it." A pony was standing near—Jim's. On its back the men placed him, wondering what would bo the next move, but all hoping that the vengeance would fit the crime. "I'11 count three," said Jeanne; "then look out." "One"— .Jinn was unarmed—what else could he do? IIe jabbed the spurs into the pony and was off like a shot. Up the long street he went and had 1100 feet the start when came "'Three!" Then we know why the sorrel had rounded up the Snavericks..I5 ran like the wind. At the sound of the mistress' voice it was off, and the distance between the two lessened. Out on tho prairie they sped. Then came the end. When within a short distance of the flee- ing man, the woman draw a coiled lariat from her saddle and whirled it around her head. Once, twice it circled and then—away in beautiful curves until it settled over the head of the coward and deceiver, Jim. Her sorrel planted its feet in the sod; there was a jerk, a fall, and then away over the plain toward the ravine, where was the little cemetery, she went, a dark object dragging at the end of the rope. They disappeared behind the hills, and she did not comeback. Indeed she never camp to the settlement again, for she moved from tho trail coun- try a few weeks'sfter. But the boys wished she would come, for they wanted to give her a vote of thanks. Howsoever, they wont out that evening and buried Jim—by the side of the little sad faced woman who was his wife. - Juan Moro in St. Louis Globo-Demoorat. A Fair Trial. Wbon General. Jackson captured the British agents Arbuthnot and Ambrister in Florida, ho is said to have given the court martial that was to try them tho fol- lowing instructions: "Give theft, a fair trial; but, by the eternal God, Ming thorn both as high as Haman." 0 N PLA A i STRAURHT TALK • 0 ON Eyesight and Spectacles. Do your eyos ache? ;Can you see as wen as your friends at a distance? Can you read, sew or work comfortab- ly for any length of time at the nat- ural distance? or do you havo to hold your work farther away than the natural distance? If you can't answer these questions satisfaerorily, most likely you need glasses. 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Don't go to the expense of sending yoursele as we are officially appointed Agents and Newsdealers and look for an increased trade during 1808, by look- ing carefully often the wishes of Subscribers. WE SECURE YOU ALL PREMIUMS. PRICES GUARANTEED. W. COOPER, & CO. CLINTON. An unknown man threw himself, or accidently fell, from a parapet on the Washington bridge into tho Har- lem river,•Now Yotk, yesterday, a die. tante of 147 feet. He was fished out, but subsequently died. THE WHIRLWIND ROAD. Tho mns.ea wrapped in mgato ries of light Came in a rush of inuslo on the niglst, And I was lifted wildly on quiets wings Andborne away into the heart rt of things, The dead doors of my being broke apart; A wind of rapture blow across the heart; The inward song of worlds rung still and clear; I telt the mystery the muses fear, Yet they went swiftening on the ways untrod And hurled me breathless at the feet of God. I felt faint teaches of the anal truth, MomentsoP trembling g love, moments of youth. vision swept awayho A s qp t human wall. Slowly 1 saw the meaning of it all, Meaning of life and time and death and birth, But cannot tell 1t to the men of earth. 1 only point the way, and thoy must go Tho whirlwind road of song if they would know. -Charles Edwin Markham In Scribner's. A PRINCESS' FOOT. The custom of collecting old furniture and ornaments has become widespread within the last few years, and no elegant home is considered complete without its antique roost. As a natural consequence, these brie -a -bran shops have sprung up everywhere, like ao many mushrooms aft- er n rain. They aro to bo soon all about Vienna, and, If though you aro very apt to find then, badly lighted, stuffy little shops, yet they aro irresistible tp the connoisseur. My ilavurite shop is a repository for relic: of all centuries and all nations. Tho proprietor of the sturo is a queer old felow, and is suspected of being some- thing of a sharper. One has to be on ono' guard in dealing with him. There is al ways an air of mystery about him. If h had lived a hundred years ago he wool( certainly have boon burned as an evil uta gician. Upon tho day of which I write he re coined me with all the warmth of an old friend, and follow • td m c about among his treasures, now pilshinig,asido some decrepit chair, now spreading his hands over some bit of porcelain to keep it from contact with nt coat, now holding up sonar rich piece of 'silk to show its best side, again eatohintrine by the elbow to prevent my knocking over a couple of fragile and rare Venetian glasses. lie finally asked: "Will the gentleman purchase nothing today? Sec this Malayan dagger! Ito blade shines like the sun's rays. You ought to have it in your collection, Did you see this sword with the hilt incrusted with brilliants? It belonged to Godfrey of Bouillon; a valuable thing, I assure you, . " "Nosir, I havo weapons enough," I an- swered. "All I ata looking for today is some trifle that I can use as a paper- weight. The bronze figures and such things that ono usually sees are too conl- rnonplace. I don't want anything of that sort." Tho old gnome searched some time among his curios and placed before mo a collection of 'ironies, pieces of malachite, little Chinese and Indian idols and A small green jasper figure. Any of thorn would suit the purpose excellently. I looked them all over and finally my choice lay between a horrible dragon with yawning jaws and an ugly little Mexican fetich representing the god Fitzliputzli. Just then my wandering eyes discovered a charming little foot, which at the first glance I thought might have belonged to some antique Venue: "I will take that foot,' It is just what I want." The old man banded it to me, and I was astonished at its lightness. It certain- ly was not bronze. It was a fort of flesh embalmed, the foot of a mummy! "And so you want to buy the foot of Princess Hermonthi," cried the old dealer, and a world of scorn lay in his v+fice, "for a paperweight! An original idea, truly! Tho old Pharaoh would havo been great- ly surprised if any one had told him that the foot of his favorite daughter, Hermon- thi, should ever be used as a paperwoight, especially after he erected a huge granite pilo over her and sealed it with hiero- glyphics." "Well, how much does this fragment of a mummy cost?" I asked. - ".Just as much as possible, for it is priceless. If you offered me 600 gulden, it would -not be half what it is worth. Think of it, sir, a foot that once belonged to a daughter of the groat king! What Lnouid be more remarkable?" As I. was going out of the door ho called tome: "Well, you may have it, and its wrap- ping, too, I will give you." So saying, ho tied the foot up in a piece of old silk. "Costly old damask," I hoard him mut- ter. "Indian damask that has nbver seen tho dye pot." Ho stroked the little parcel caressingly and handed it to me, receiving his money in 'return. Carefully counting it and extunining every piece, he stood there murmuring softly: "Her foot fur a paperweight * * * that would not please Pharaoh * * * he loved his daughter well!" "• You spe:l: exactly as if you were a friend of the old Egyptian ruler," I said, laughing. " Do you know the secrets of the pyrantidr.i1' And with that I left the shop I was enchautjd with my purchase, and hastened home with it. Then 1 set out for my restaurant, well pleased with my new acquisition. There 1 mot some friends, with whom I dined, and it was late when 1 returned home. I had asked one of my artist friends to go with me the next day to an exhibition oP Makart's paintings and ho had boon kind enough to send me a complimentary ticket. My mead ached—which was not to be wondered at, as I had indulfd freely in champagne—and so, fearful of forget- ting fay appointment, I 'looked up the tiu;,t t and placed it directly under tho princess loot, whore it could not fail to tarot my eyos the minute I awoke. Then v,,v,t to hod. '7r;:.l:itily I became overcome with yr , tsw At the same time it seentell that fee ,,;en of my spirit opened all the wider, I could see my room plainly and my- , _ if slecping. My lamp burned dlinly. The coals in the fireplace glowed 801 ily, A peaeoful stillness was over everything. Suddenly I heard an odd crackling, like dry loaves. It seemed to come from my writing table. As I looked toward it 1 saw tho little Egyptian foot walking around among my papers. At tho same time I noticed that the window curtains were moving. They slowly parted, and from between tlretn stepped a wonderfully beautiful figure. It was a young girl, with warm, dark coloring, and her extraordinary beauty was of the purest oriental type. Her alm- ond shaped oyes wore slightly raised at tho outer corners and her eyebrows wore blue black. It 'teethed to me that I could hear the scornful voice of the old antiquarian say: "Pharaoh would not like it. Rs loved hits daughter well." Who girl mowed slowly toward nyr writ - int; table, and for the first time I lletieed that she was lalno; that she bad but one foot. It as looked f o 1 the other had been broken off at tbo nnklo, toad a S o h s 1 d herself with onoha nd and gazed at the foot which was still hopping restlessly about. Sho reached out her other hand to seize it, but could not grasp It. It always evaded her. At last she let her hand fall, and sighed deeply. I saw great teara come into her oyes and roll down her cheeks. After a few moments she aghin bent•over tho ta- ble and I hoard her whisper plaintively: p pavola: "Dost thou not know mo, thou restless one? Am I not Herd1nrithl, thy mistress? {last thou forgotten the golden sandal I gave thee and the groat scarab rings? Why wilt thou not return tome?" And in a low, tearful tone came the answer: "Princess, I am no longer my own mas- ter. I have been sold and paid for. The told sorcerer knows well why he did it; it was in revenge for thy refusal to marry hire l Behold how ho punishes thee! The .Arab who broke into thy queenly re;lting place was sunt by him. Never const thou bo reunited to toy forefathers. But pro- viding thou hast gold, then oanat thou buy mo back." "Alas,' sighed the princess, "all the jewels and coins that they placed with ine woro stolon I I can never call thee mine again"— "Liston, princess," I called out; "neve► mind about the money. You shall have your tout again; I will give it to you. Princess llertnonthi has only to wish It!" So saying I bowed with all the gallantry I could command. With a low cry the princess turned to- ward me. There was a look of sincere s gratitude in her beautiful eyes. "Alt," she cried, "how happy my fa - u ther will bel" - 1 She seized the foot, stooped and, as if she were putting on a shoo, fitted it exact- ! ly to the spot where it belonged and step- - pod toward rue. "Come with Eno Sp father. With joy will he receive thee, and with grati- tude, that through thee I' have regained my foot." Thom seemed .to bo nothing unusual about this propt'sition, so I donned my flowered dressin8gown, pulled on a lair of shoes, set a 'Turkish fez upon any head and declared myself ready to follow her. Horinonthi turned toward tho window as if she worn going—then seemed sudden- ly to remember something, for she stop- ped, loosened the chain about her neck, took tho little jasper figure off and laid it carefully in the place where the foot had stood. "I must give you another paperweight," she said merrily. Then she took my hand and led me to tho window. Suddenly I felt myself ris- ing through the air. * * * I could see nothing above or below mo, so 1 closed myacycs' After awhile we came near the earth again, and I saw pointed obelisks, pyramids and the sphynx. Once more I felt the earth beneath my fent, and the princess led me up to a red granite mound. Finally wo reached a hall of such giant proportions that my eyes oould follow far into the gloom the great columns that supported the roof. My -eyes gradually be- came accustomed to the faint light, and I began to make out my surroundings. On great thrones I saw the kings of the old dynasties sitting.' They were tall, thin old fellows, with skins wrinkled like parchment. They were crowned and they wore breastplates covered with rare jewels. Their oyes had the stare of the sphinx. She left me for a moment, then re- turned, and leading me to her father pre- sented me to him. He bowed gravely. "I have found my foot," she cried, "and this is he who has given it to mo." At this a murmur ran around the halL "He has restored our princess' foot." Even Xixonthis seemed interested. He fixed his weary eyes upon me. "By Ormus and Tumi, thou art a noble man!" said Pharaoh. "What reward doth thou ask?" With the ovZrage and fervor of my years I demanded the hand of the princess as my reward. Pharaoh opened his staring eyes still farther. "From what land dost thou Dome and what is thine age?" "I come from the banks of tho blue Dan- ube, great Pharaoh, and am 27 years of age." es Then all the kings burst out together: "Thou art only 27 and thinkest to wed the Princess Hermonthil" •'If thou were only 1,000 or 2,000 years older," said Pharaoh, "then would I give thee my daughter willingly. But the dif- ference in years is too great. Who marries one of our daughters must last forever, and that is now a lost art. Those who havo been brought hero during the last 600 years aro but a handful of dust. Her- monthi will outlast a bronze statue. But at the last tho winds will blow away ovary atom of thy dust, and even Isis herself, the all powerful, could not gather it to- gether again. Sco how powerful aro my arias!" And with that ho seized may bands with such an iron grip that I cried out with pain and awoke. My friend was bonding over mo. "Now, toll me how long were you going to sleep?" ho said, laughingly. '• Don't you remember wo wore going to look at the Makart pictures?" "Yes, indeed," 1 cried, springing up. "I have not forgotten. 1 laid the card out so I would see it." And I hastened to the writing table to get it. Suddenly I stop- ped short in amazement. There, lying on the table, wore the silk- en bandages in which the princess' foot had been wrapped, and upon then a little green jasper figure of Isis.—International Magazine. A Romp dePpafoli Pais !lint Senator 1'.,1)nnttni, Piesident of ih Council ui Siete, is deal. , ATA f`? 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(For the first time all the modern art uponur theand evolution. Howardand brought t o aa corns of artists are snaking over 10U paintings and drawings expressly for this great work.) CAPTAIN A. T. MAHAN'S '•The American Cavy in nrlt nBrthCtte Revolution," to apman, the marine artist; al-tarted ry Fenn,:and others. THOMAS NELSON PAGE'S FIRST LONG • NOVEL, • Red Reek—A Chronicle of Recon- struction." Mr. Page has devoted four years to the story, and he considers it his best work. (illustrated by 11. West Cltncdinst ) IID\ARD KIPLING, RICIIARI) IHARDING DAVIT, JOEL ell AN11LER IIAI{1{lti, T' GEORGE W. ('A13LE, and others, ate under engagement to coniribufe stories during 1808. R0BEeT GRANT'S "SEARCH -LIGHT '1'EISS"- • sletters tatLE'P- net,lios to various letters that come 111 conisegnenre of his '•Ilefiections of a Married Mau"• and'•Tlie Opinions of a Philosopher, "TILE WORKERS" ie, a now field -Welter A. Wyckoff, the college man who became to laborer, will tell about b ut his experience with swc at -shop Inbnra's and anarchists in Chicago. (Illustrated from life by W. R. Leigh.) THE THEATRE, 'i'I1I' MINE, etc , will be treated in "The Conduct of Great Businesses" series .as wore "The N heat Farm," -TheNewspaper," etc , in '071, with numerous illustrations. LIFE AT GIRLS' COLLEGES- like the articles on ''iindergrndn;tto Lite at Harvard, Princeton and Yale," and as richly illustrated. I'OyeLITIOAL REMINISCENCES by Senate, r Hoar, who has been in public life for forty-five ' ws. C. D. GIBSON will contribute two serial sets of drawings during '08, •'A New York Day," and '•Tho Seven Ages of inerioan 15'ontan." 6 -♦'The !full prospectus for '98 its ,,shall book form (4.i pages), printed in two col - 07'.', with )t96veerbua illustrations' (corer and decorations by lllaxlield Parris/t), will be seat upon application, postale paid. PRICE $3 A'YEAR, 25 CENTS A MUMBEif, CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS, NEW Yong. The Workshop on Wheels Has Re- turned, The celebrated Sheffield Cutler, E. Taylor, has returned to Clinton and will remain for a short time. The workshop on wheels has been rebuilt and a new steam engine house added, All kinds of grinding and sharpening of cuttery, pocket knives, razors, scissors, &c , will be promptly attended to. Pen and pocket knives rebladed and made as good as new, as well as umbrellas and parasols repaired and bought. All kinds of saws sharpened, cross -cut saws gummed and sharpened. Your wants should be attended to now. The steam workshop on wheels will be found on DInsley's corner, Albert street, Clinton. N OTICE. There being some misunderstanding with re• gard'to wreckage, let it bo distinctly understood that if any person takes possession of any kind of wreckage and fails to report to me I shall at once lake proceedings. 'Remember this Is the Inst warning I shall give. CAPT. WM.., BABB•. Receiver of Wrecks, Goclerieh Goderieb, Sept. 7th 1801. - CLINTON. WOOD AND COAL YARD' Subscriber is prepared to promptly fill all or dors for Wood and Coal which Wil be sold at, lowest rates. Office on Isaac Street. at LAVIS' I111PLEA" ENTS I{OvMS. W. WIIICATLEY To Improvers of Stock. The undersignorl has on his premises, 18th concession, Goderich Township. A Thoroughbred Jersey 131111, Terms: --$i and $2. A Thoroughbred Chester White hoar, regis- tered. Perms:— : 1, with the privilege of return- ing. A thoroughbred Toniworth J3oar, registered. Terms :—$1, with privilege of returning. 'i'liis is a rare: chance to improve your stock 965-tf. T. C. En1IPND8. Owner. Notice. Wn keep on premises n very large, high bred, prize wirer er, c hosier white bog which we have kept for the past three years aid is a splendid stook getter. We h ran also purchased another pig of the same breed, w, those having young sows bred from old hog can re- turn Them. 'Panna 81 cash at time of eeivlee with prbR ge of returning then if neeesanrr, WM. ELLIOTT, Bnyac ld Road. 3odcr:ch Township, Dee. 24th. Removal of Night Soil. Tho undersigned will undertake the removal of Night Soil and thorough cleaning of closets. on short. notice„ and at reasonable rates. All refuse removed out of town. t -f I5OI1T. MENNEL. 50 YEARS' EXPERIENCE ATENTS TRADE MARKS DESIGNS COPYRIGHTS &et. Anyone sending a sketch and description may meekly ascertain our opinion free whether an Invention is probably patentable. Communioa- tions striotly cone den nal. Handbook on Patents sent free. Oldest agency for ae'buring patents. Patents taken through Munn & Co. receive special notice, without charge, in the Scientific American. A handsomely illustrated weekly. Largest eta. eUlation of any eciontifle ournal. Terme, t18 a ear•, four months, S1 Sold byall ewad slets. lUNN ao Col8Btaroedwai4 (dew �'g,rk /Dana alea6 5' St.. Washington, D.