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MISCELLANEOUS READING
RiR 1.7E AND WI E W f SE.
Leis are Moments Can Be Profitable Em-
ployed /n Carefuliy:Reacling These
Enterestiny, Selections,
Plaint of the Pessimist.
Nothing to do but work,
Nothing to eatbut food,
Nothing to wear but clothes,
To keep one from being nude,
Nothing to breathe but air,
Quick as a flash 'tie. gone,
Nowhere to fall but off,
Non here to stand but on.
Nothing to sing but songs,
well! Alas: Mack!
Nowhere to go but out,
Nowhere to come but back.
Nothing to read but words,
Nothing t 1 east but votes,
Nothing to hear but sounds,
Nothihg to salt but boats.
Nothing to comb but hair,
No vheie to sleep but in bed,
Nothing to weep but tears,
Nothing to bury but dead.
Nothing to see but sights,
Nothing to quench but thirst.
Nothing to have but what we've got,
Thus through life we're eursed.
Nothing to strike but a .
Everything moves that goes.
Nothing at all but common sense
Can ever withstand these woes.
THE FAC)31.
What it is Properly Supposed to Tell of
Character.
Brown eyes are most kindly.
Black eyes are the raost rash and im-
petuous.
A. pouting upper lip indicates U.:nide ty
An insignificant nose indicates an in-
significant man.
Very large thiek lips are a sign ef sen-
suality.
An opext mouth is a sure sign of an
empty.head.
Coarse hair always indicates coarse or-
ganization.
Large ears are found on the heads of
coarse people.
A_ projecting upper lip sho ws malignity
and avarice.
Pointed. noses generally indicate med-
dlesome people.
Very full cheeks indicate great diges-
tive powers.
A retreating chin is always bad, it
shows lack of resolution.
If the forehead be shorter than the
nose the sign is stupidity.
Large eyes in a small face always be-
tokens maliciousness.
Narrow, thin nestrils indicate small
lungs and low vitality.
Blue eyes belong to a people of an en-
thusiastic turn of mind.
Power of language is indicated by ful-
ness beneath the eyes.
Oblique eyes are unfavorable; they
show cunning and. *deceit.
Short, thick, curly hair is an indication
of great natural strength.
Freckles, like red hair, are an indica-
tion of an ardent temperament.
A long forehead indicates intelligence,
a short forehead activity.
Irregular teeth gOnerally indicate a
lack of eulture and refinement.
Grey dyes are generally found associ-
ated with pradence and foresight.
Large, wide spreading nostrils!' show
ample lungs and good health.
Very tightly closed lips are usually
found in secretive characters.
An. irregular, knotty forehead is a sure
sign of a bold, original andinvestigating
mind.
Eyes whieli, when viewed from the
gide seem cattiest parallel with the nose,
denote a weak mental and physical or-
ganization.
Prominent, arehed eyebrows show great
power of perception in regard to form an.d
color, All great painters have such
bows.
Large, clear blo.e eyes generally denote
persons oe great eapacity, but sensetive
atISpiei0118, and often unreasonably jOal-'
ous.
Horozontel eyebrows, fall and regular,
show great understanding, deliloeration
and capacity for planning and execution.
The typieal religionsoath:utast lute a
thin, pale face, retreating forehead,
small, keen eyes, pointed nose and re-
treating ehin
A. perpendietilare a very fnigh, or a
very short forehead, is always bad;
iavartably iudicates leek of sympathy,
A. face whinh does not °hangs exprese
sion itt eonversetion either indieates
caution or stupidity.
A flat forehead or en abrupt descent
at the back of the head are both unfavore
eble, either indicating limited. under-
standing
Black, sparkling eyes, with 0, steady,
grave mouth, show taste, elegance, sound
judgment and often an ungenerous dise
posi time.
Wide open, staring eyes belong to
people who are dull, but pretentione, who
mistake impudence for wit and insolence
for candor.
A. person who habitually looks out of
the corners of his eyes is to be avoided;
his natural tendency is eertainly to-
wards deception.
When, the under part of the face,
from the nose downward, is less than a
third of the whole face, the indication is
of stupidity,
Large noses are in.varietbly associated
with strong traits of &art:ester ; whether
good or bad is determinedeby other char-
acteristics.
A good chin., viewed in profile' shows
a marked depression above it andbelow
the under lip, and is equally marked
prominence beneath.
The eye shotid be distant from each
other exactly the breadth of one eye; a
greater distance indicates stupidity;
less, low cunning.
Men of marked ability in anyline have
usually one deep, perpendicular wrinkle
on the forehead., with one or two parallel
to it on each side.
Whenever in laughing three parallel
curves are formed in the cheeks round
the corners of the mouth, the indication
is of silliness and stupidity.
Women in Modern Court Rooms.
Among the crowds that pack a steam-
ing, ill ventilated court room at a sensa-
tional murder trial there are always
numbers of women. None so persistent
as they in gaining entrance, whether by
the use of shoulders and elbows in the
crowd, or by discovering circuitous routes
by means of introduction or acquaint-
ance, through the side door. Through
all ghastliness of details they sit, the
most interested of all spectators. Neither
the comments of men nor the criticisms
of newspapers disturb their presence.
This manifestation of unwholesome in-
terest on the one hand and indifference
on the other has been regarded as a new
and ineaplicable transformation in the
womanly nature, which is by nature gen-
tle, tender and averse to witnessing --hu-
man suffering.
Any possible solution of the develop-
ment of such unlovely traits is referred
to her newborn ideas of emancipation and
independence Dan& assunaption of the
rights and privileges of men. This view
seems hasty anceill-founded. Without
ransacking history it is sufficient to re-
call Geroine's picture, "Police Verso"
and the faces of furies that the vestal
virgins wear as with thumbs turned
down they give the signal for a fight to
a finish. Whoever has read. Scott knows
how women thronged to see the poor
wretches swing.
No stage representation of a witch
burning or a Puritan scaffold would be
considered correct without eager women
surging about the base. lp. Spain no
woman hesitates to go to a bull fight, and
the peril of the bull fighter only gives
zest to the scene. Hangings are now
private, the bull fight is prohibited in
this country. The court room has taken
the place of the arena in those spectacles
of human anguish, of deadly dramatic
conflict which no gloss of civilization has
yet covered from view in the human
breast. The use of the novel, with its
pictured woes, has done something to fill
this need, but imagination fails to sat-
isfy where the eye can rest and the mind
can feed upon the actual spectacle. When
women throng the court room their pres-
ence is only the indication of the persist-
ence of that primal nature that they hold
in common with man.
Unit of Weight for Foreign Letters.
The quarterly supplement to the Of-
ficial Postoffice G-uide, just issued, states:
It is represented. to the department that
letters addressed to England, France and
other countries, the rate of postage to
which is five cents per half ounce, are
often posted short -paid (and. therefore.
necessarily taxecl with double the de-
ficient postage) owing to the fact that the
senders have forgotten that to these
destinations they should pay by the half
ounce, and not by the ounce. Post-
masters would do atoll, therefore, to re-
mind the public oa every suitable oc-
casion that the only countries outside of
Canada to which the unit of weight is
one ounce are the United States and Neve-
foundland. Itt the ease of registered lee -
tors it is especially important that no
mistakes should be made itt the prepay-
ment, as unless they are fully prepaid
they cannot be forwarded.
Young Philosiophers.
First little girl—My mamma brought
home a teaspoon with "World's Fair" on
it. Second little girl—Hugh! My mam-
ma brought home a tablespoon with
"Palmer House" on it,
Toddles—Papa, which are the bestest,
lodies or mons? Papa—Ladies, my
dear. Toddles—Then don't you fink you
an' mamma ought to be patienter wif us
boys, 'eanSe we got a wrong start—don't
you see?
"My baby brother knows more than
yours does, asserted Mollie. "Beecher he
don't," retorted Jennie. "My little
brother can talk so plain you can under-
stand what he says." "Ruh !" jeered
Mollie. "My brother can talk so the
smartest man can't understand him ; but
he knows what he means."
Visitor—Tommy, I wish to ask you a
few questions in grammar. Tommy—
Yes, sir. Visitor —If I give you the son -
tenets, "The pupil loves his teacher,"
what is that? Tommy—Sarcasm.
&aim was taught by her mother to
go through her regular prayers --and to
add any speeial petitions suggested by
het needs at the time. On one oceasion
she was ill and stiffering seine pain and
coneederable inconvenience from nausea,
ancleher simple prayer at the end of the
regular vesper offering was, "Oh, Lord,
eless poor libel° Em and make her well,
for who wants to be !rowing up all the
time?"
Teacher—Robert, here is an example
itt substraction. Seven boys went down
to the creek to bathe, but two of them
had been told not to go in the water.
Now, ean you tell. nee how meny weat in'
Robeet—Yee'm ; seven.
A small boy in one of Marshall
stores in Chicago approaehed his employ-
er and asked for an actvazice in salary,
"How min% are you getting a week
now?" said. the merehant. "Four dollars
and e half, sir." "And how old are
you?" "Twelve, sir." "Why, my
boy, at your age I wasn't paid that
=lithe" "Well, maybe you weren't
worth it to the firm you was working
for, but 1 think I am."
The mother—Tenth in your class!
Why, I always used to be first in mine.
The son—lint, mother, my schoolmates
are not nearly so stupid as youre.
A small boy from th elucas had been
brought into the missiozt echool and for
eouple of Satidays he he tt been instruct-
ed in the rudiment;. On the third Sun-
day he brought with hint Lk 'rother
William. To test his raemory ten mail-
er began to go over his previoas lessons.
Who made you?" she asked. "God."
he replied promptly. "And what else
did. God make?" The youngster studied
a moment and looked around hopelessly
till he noticee his brotleer ; then his face
brightened, "He made Bill, too, I
ettuess," he answered, and William said,
"you bet."
t'Georgio," said his mother, ''Iwillnot
whip you this time if after this you pro-
mise to be a good little boy like Willie
Tones," "Aramma," said orgie, earn-
estly, "you may whip me, olo
Why He Wears a Bracelet.
An uncle of mine found a horseshoe on
his twenty-first birthday while going to
apply for a mate's appointment on board
a ship. He obtained the birth, and as-
cribing his success to the horseshoe, had
the metal hammered into a rough bracts -
let round his left wrist.
Six months later,while leaning over
the taffrail, a blockfell from aloft on to
the bracelet, which probably saved him
from a broken arm. Two years later a
mad dog flew at him, only to break his
teeth on the bracelet. Subsequently, in
a. mutiny aboard ship it saved his hend
from severance by the blow of a cutless,
Some time ago he decided. to have it
mounted with silver and hinges, and had
it filed off for that purpose. Upon leate-
ing the shop where he had left it he was
run over by a cab and had his left arm
broken. He is now in California, and I
had a letter some months ago saying that
his charm had Detain done lain:. mood e,ser-
vice.
The Lost Tribes.
People have bothered. their heads a
great deal about the ten lost tribes of
Israel. Many a headache these ten lost
tribes have caused—many a bitter dis-
eussion., and they are responsible for far
too many sermons, lectures, pamphlets,
essays and jokes. But we don't have to
go to the Holy Land in order to seek a
lost tribe; we can find. quite as great a
mystery right here in Ontario. We have
lost tribes in this country, whose disap-
pearance is as mysterious as the fading
out of the ten sons of Jacob.
Where are the saw mil people?
Within a radius of two miles of where
I write there used to be five saw mills;
their ruins are still to be seen. Around
each rail clustered a little village, in-
habited by the saw mill employes. The
boss foreman, the head and tail sawyer,
the edger, the lumber pilers, the fireman,
the truck drivers and the teamsters, with
their families, dwelt there. From my
window I can see a big level field now,
green with fall wheat, which was once a
site of a big saw mill and its village. A
whole village, with its big man and its
little man, its good. man and its bad man,
its generous man and its mean man, its
honest man and its thief, its philosopher
and its fool, its joys and sorrows,: excite-
ments and grievances,its scandals, its
births, deaths and marriages—in short, a
complete community. Where did they
come from? I don't know. Whither
have they gone? I cannot tell. The
rude shanties they lived in., the piles of
lumber, the mounds of sawdust, the
heaps of slabs, the acres of saw logs the
great mill itself, all. are gone, and like
the baseless fabric of a vision, leave not
a rack behind. For sears the mournful
half -savage complaining, splintering
roars of the saws was ceaseless. There
was the day shift and the night shift,
and six tinaes every twenty-four hours
the hoarse, wild -voiced whistle sent its
fierce war cry echoing through the trem-
bling but passive pines, that stood. re-
signedly awaiting their fate. Now the
Iroquois -voiced whistle is at the bottom
of the pond, long ago filled up, and one
of the saws hangs in our back yard, a
dissonant gong, with which the women
folks call us home to dinner by beating
on it with the kitchen poker.
The saw mill people were a peculiar
people. They never tilled the ground;
they rarely had a garden, however small.
They drew their living from the ram-
shackle cross-roads store by way of the
saw mill. They were chiefly paid in
store goods. They got their factory cot-
ton and. flannel, their tea, sugar, raisins
and soap, their Labrador herring, cod-
fish and salt pork, their penetantiary-
made boots and their eloth caps, straw
hats, mitts and socks there, and were
content. They consumed vast quantities
of black strap tobacco and molasses, and
when the big circular saw eut one of
their number in two they were wondrous
kind to the widow and. orphans.
They are a lost tribe.
Where are the children, their hair and
clothes stiff with pitch, who used to teeter
aerOSS the saw logs and play hide-and-
seek among the lumber piles? Where
are the women, ever with babies in their
arms, who used to lean over the slab
fences and stare at the passer-by? Where
are the men, muscular, taciturn, who
built the pyramids of pine?
They are a lost tribe.
Even the taste and fresh flavor of new
lumber is gone. One used to taste it in
his tea, in his soup; it flavored his pen -
cakes, perfumed his Sunday suit. You
could detect the taste of it on the lips of
the head sawyer's daughter when you
kissed. her good -night beside the ehain-
way. They were a community in them-
selves, with their monotonies and their
terrors. I remember one hot August
day. The air was pulsing with the beat,
the saws were drawing and snarling, the
open-mouthed oxen, their tongues lolling
out, vere merely crawlingwith their
loads, the women were nursing and gee -
sipping in the Shadow of the cool, sweet
lumber, Suddenly,from a group of
children, a long, wailing ery. tA., great
saw log has rolled over a little child.
The whistle shrieks, the machinery stops
with a grunt,the red-shirted men come
tearing out with loud eties, the women
run., leaping over the logs like antelopes
—the elomeia first—always first, Dead!
the dark blood oozing front its mouth,
• nose and ears—quite dead. I yet eat
hear thee eyeful cry of ineternal woe.
yet can see the big chain boas pick up and
hide the crashed head in his hairy
bosom.
And that was ever in that smooth,
level field of fall wheat, Looks as if it
would be a good crop, if it don't winter
kill, but I'm thinking driewn oat in
the northeast eornee—a little toe low for
wheat.
The Girl of Po -day.
Every few days some apology f,g man-
hood with more brass than bra, es jumps
up with an essay on girls. Th e abomin-
able class of literature alw eye begins
with a sneer and ends with a kick. A
distinet flavor of sourr r es permeates it.
The genuine girl is al, mutely unessay-
able, Nobody understands her ; she does
not understand herself. Sho is a delightful
bundle oe contradictions. As oleo as a
serpent, she is as ienocent as any suck-
ing dove. She is modest as a violet and
sweet as a barrel of molasses. She is as
rosy as a winter apple and as -plump as
an Indian summer partridge. She knows
something about the piano and lots about
making biscuit. She is tender with her
sweetheart and sets the dog on the other
fellow. aho is an armful of delights, and
blessed ellehe youth she takes into part-
nership in wearing out the sofa. She is
a daisy and a dumpling, and in all God's
created areation there is nothing worthy
to be named in the same breath with her.
Thena's our sentiments, and the man who
differs from us has treasen in his soul and
bile on his liver.
His Absence Wanted.
An English doctor, attached to the
court of a rajah, made himself almost in-
dispensible to his highness. He had for-
tunately also made a friend of his prime
minister. On one occasion his highness,
being :lightly indisposed, had taken, by
tb.e doctor's advice; a seidlitz powder,
with which he expressed himself delight-
ed. Its tendency to "boil and fizz ready
to blow your nose off" seemed to him to
"scatter
coolness;" and he seemed so
mach better after taking it that th.e doc-
tor felt himself justified in joining in a
hunting party. Presently a horseman
from the palace, in the confidential em-
ployment of the grand vizier, galloped
up to him, "My master bids me to tell
you," he said, 'that his highness has
broken open your medicine chest and
taken, first, all the white powders and
then all the blue." "Gracious goodness,"
cried the doctor, "there are tee -out -or -three
of each of therm" "My master
continued the messenger, dropping his
voice, "that you had batter make for
the frontier without one moment's de-.
lay." The doctor put spurs to his horse
and never drew rein till he was "out of
the jurisdiction of tb.e court."
Women as Drivers.
When one woman invites another wo-
man to go driving with her the safest
i
course s to refuse the invitation. While
a firm believer itt the higher destiny of
my sex, experience has compelled me to
doubt a woman's fitness to hold the reins.
Generally speaking,a woman is neither
a good nor a safe driver. To be sure, the
fame of an oceasional woman stage -
driver has penetrated beyond the bounds
of the wild and woolly West, just as
there are women who have gone to the
wars disguised as men, or as once itt a
while one becomes a master machinist or
a steamboat captain. Of course, women
will resent the charge that they do not
know how to drive, but the proprietor of
more than one livery stable in this city
is well convinced of their inability to
hold the lines. "Whenever a lady
wants to hire a rig from me " said a
well-known livery -stable man, 'II always
am very sorry that my last rig has just
been taken out. Why, I wouldn't les a
woman have a team from my stable for
any money. Women are careless, apt to
wreck the rig, lose the robes; and it
gives the place a bad name to have the
horses running away and going to
smash. No; there's mi
ore money n re-
fusing them than in renting to them.
Sorry to be disobliging to the ladies—
but—" and a shrug completed his sen-
tence and set the seal on his opinion.
There is a rule which holds on all stage
routes. One woman may ride on the
front seat with the driver; two womett
may not. The reason may be that they
take up too much room with their volum-
inous skirts and hand -satchels and para-
sols. Or it may be that it is safer itt case
of an accident to have the third person
on the front seat a man to hold the wo-
man, while the driver 'holds the horse.
It is almost safe to count on a woman's
screaming, trying to jurap, or to clutch
the reins. Many a woman has lost her
life simply and solely becauseshe lost
her head first. It is not so long ago that
a crowded stage was descending one of
our mountain roads. The hillside rose
steep on one hand, and on the other
dropped abruptly into the bed of the
creek below. On the steepest part of the
down grade the horses took fright, but
the driver had them well in hand and
called to the passengers to keep their
seats. The lady who sat at his left sud-
denly seized the rein nearest her and
pulled with all her might. The horses
swerved, the stage was overturned, the
officious lady had her face cut, her front
teeth knooked out, and her back hair
knocked off, and, covered with mud, con-
fusion and bruises, she said, "I thought
the driver called to me to help him, and
so I tried to pull in the horses." This
was a very lame exeuse. She limped for
weeks herself. It is one thing to drive a
safe old. plug in a basket phaeton, along
a wide suburban road, with plenty of
safe "turn -out" places, and. quite another
to drive a hired horse in the crowded
streets of a bustling city, or along the
macadam of Golden Gate Park. It is not
to be denied that the public never hear
of one" -half ,the accidents that take place
at the park, and that more are not of
frequent cmourrence in the space around
the band stand is dim more to the inter-
vention of Providence than to the good
driving of wonien who push themselves
into thee throng of vehicles. Were the
danget only thatpf a runaway horse, it
might be shorn 6f serious results, for a
strong, firm hand may so control and
guide a runaway horse as to keep the rig
right side up on the road. But few wo-
men have enough strength in their
wrists to be able to hold in a horse, and
the very way they urive, sawing on the
bits, dilating and chirruping, and flap-
ping the reins on the horse's back, s
enough to make any self-respecting ani-
mal take the bit in his teeth and run
away. Women take risks thab veteran
drivers would pass by with averted eyes.
For instance, last week two ladies went
oat driving in the park. They attempt-
ed the ascent of Strawberry Hill despite
the fact that a little steam-engine was
toot-too-tooing on the road and strain oi
dirt cars pulling out. "I'm afraid
going Temple's to shv," said the driver,
"I think we're off the grade as it is,"
said the other. With that the driller
stepped nimbly to the ground, hewn n
the reins to her companion, Her idea
was to take the horse by the bridle, It
was too late ; te.e whole team. was plung-
ing down the steep grade on the side of
the road, the horse describing a semi-
eircle as he dragged the buggy around in
Ms mad endee-yor to escape from the
steam engine. Over turned the buggy,
out shot the only occupant of the vehicle,
end flying upward and then downward
ugh space, landed on her head, face
foie eoet. The foree was terrifie, a,nd
that her lock was not broken is a ray -
story. W(.1uan fashion, the other stood
on the bank, yelling and screaming at
the top of her voice, 'Look out, look out
for the buggy !" It was surprising how
fast the one who had been dashed to the
earth managed. to roll out of the way of
the descending wreck—for having been
thrown, ehe ' had got there first, so to
speak. Her first aet was to feel her nose,
to see if that member was broken. As
the two women footed it to the cars from
Strawberry Hill, leaving the horse and
the wreek in the care of the workmen,
the driver said, "Well, I didn't think
Temple would do that, although, to be
save, he did spill me out by the alms-
house last week." No, women haven't
much horse sense.
CONE, PLTE I
ETE SMITH was, or had been,
at one of the villages on the
a miner, liut at the time at
which tlais story opens had
been for some years resident
V Texan frontier, in order, pre-
sumably, to enjoy the advan-
tages of civilization, but possibly because
he found from sad experience that those
who were going to the mines had more
money than those who came back and
that there was a good deal more profit in
selling mining outfits to intending ex-
plorers than in mining on his own ac-
count. Anyway, he was recognized as
the leading authority on mines and min-
ing in the town and his advice and as-
sistance were much sought after by the
meta,- would-be millionaires, who hoped,
with Pete's help, to accumulate a fortune
with pan and shovel.
He was a queer, silent man; tall and
lean, with dark, questioning eyes that
produced a most uncomfortable, creepy
feeling when you looked into them; a
face that the modern descriptive writer
would term a "strong" one, though his
companions respected him more for the
strength of his muscles than of his fea-
tures; for that attribute had been made
unpleasanbly apparent to not a few of
them. His evenings were invariably
spent in the saloon down at the corner,
where he was noted for ono peculiarity.
Every night when the clock struck nine
Pete would rise from Ms seat, knock the
ashes out of his pipe and with a muttered
"good night" leave the room. It mat-
tered not who was there or what was go-
ing on, every night at the same hour he
strode out and none cared to ask him the
reason why; for his story was well known
to most of them and was sure to be the
first of the traditions of the place that
newcomers would be regaled with.
Years ago, the old-timers would telt
you, when Pete came to the settlement
he brought his young wife with him, a
fair, slight girl, with light brown hair
and great gray eyes that had taken
Pete's heart captive a few months before.
Not a well assorted couple, you say? Yes,
they were ,• for she loved Pete and he
fairly worshipped the ground she trod
on ; they Were always together and never
seemed as happy anywhere as in each
other's company. In the evenings Pete
wonld often light his pipe and stroll
down to the tavern and join in the song
and story with a cheerfulness that be-
tokened the absence of all care, and every
evening when he did so the little woman
he loved, when her evening's work was
done, would throw a shawl over her
shoulders and follow bit; punctually at
nine she would put her head in at the
saloon door and call, "Come, Pete," and
her husband never failed to rise and fol-
low her.
This wont on for a couple of years or
so, till one day it was whispered around
the village that "Pete's woman" was
sick, for the blinds in the store were
pulled down and kindhearted women
silently shook their heads as they passed
each other on the narrow path leading
to Pete's house. Indoors Pete sat by his
wife's side holding both her hands in his,
and barely comprehending what the doc-
tor meant when he hinted something
about sending for a clergyman; then
they called him aside and told him plain-
ly that she was dying. There was no
outcry and no paroxysm of grief—his
eyes were dry, and yet twenty years of
life seemed to have passed over him as
with bowed head and faltering step he
went back to his place beside the uncon-
scious form of his darling. Suddenly she
opened her eyes and saw him ; raising
herself with a tremendous effort she
drew him towards her with her arms
around his neck and whispered:
"Come, Pete !"
. • •
There was a general belief in the vil-
lage that Pete's wife still came for him
night after night as she had done in her
lifetime. Some few there were who ridi-
culed the notion, but their incredulity
was more than counterbalanced by the
testimony of others who averred that
they had seen the latch of the door move
before Pete touched it, and one went so
far as to say that he had seen the door.
open of itself to permit him to pass out
Be that as it may, no one ever offered to
walk home with him, nor would any one
of them dare to g? to his house after his
return home at night. No one cared to
arouse his anger by asking him about it,
and he never in any way referred to the
matter or gave the curious any inkling
as to whether he went home alone or not.
His heart knew its own bitterness, and if
that angelic presence put her hand in
his anti nightly led him homeward along
the familiar path, it was equally plaan
that a stranger should not intermeddle
with his joy
Years we.ne on, and the tavern fre-
quenters got used to Pete's ways and
ceased to talk about his old, abrupf leave
taking. In fact, they scarcely noticed
it, so well understood was it that every
night at 9 o'clock Pete would glance at
the 'door, and ere tho clock finished strik-
ing get up and go out. One clay, how-
ever, the regular routine of their lives
was interrupted. That afternoon. Pete
had been out with a party of prospectors
who were looking for a location. They
were walking along the hese of it precip-
itous mountain in ignorance of the fact
that some miners were preparing to set a
charge near the suinmit, each party be-
ipg hidden from the other by intervening
brush. A boulder lomined by the ex-
plosion came tearing down the steep
side of the monntain, and gathering
speed as it came crashed through the
light underbrush and struek Pete faidar
lu the side, knocking hira S01180)OSS,
Tenderly they piked luna up and carre4
him to the tavern, where tins (loci -or hast-
ily summoned confirmed the wore,: fears
of those who were not unite's'i to smile
aecidente, "serious interniajuries;
cannot live," They made him as com-
fortable as they could and waited in.
silence for some sign of returning eon-,
scionsness• As the dock Ara* eight he
opened his eyes and seemed to be count-
ing the strokes, and painfully shook his
head when they asleed him if they could
get hina anything, 4.n hour passed
amid silence broken only by the howling
of the wind that rattledthe window'
sashes and drove the dust in blinding
clouds along the deserted road, With
the first stroke of nine ho opened hie
eyes onee more, reised his arm as if to
embrace someone, and almost sh,outed,
00—
A. terrific gusb of wind. that made the
building shake and quiver drowned his
voice. It burst open the frail latch of
the door and extinguished the solitary
oil lamp that had flieleered and spluttered
in the draft; and when, the terrified
watchers closed the door and re -lighted
the lamp, they saw by the calm smile ott
his face that all was over.
Pete had come,
RHEUMATISM AND
DYSPEPSIA.
A 00.11BINATAON OF TROUBLES
WRkfail MADE LIFE MISERABLE.
Mr. Eli Joyce Relates His Experience
With These Troubles—Coutd Not Re-
tain Food and Was Thought to be
Beyond Hope of Cure — Bet Relief
Came and He is No w a Weil Man.
From the Coaticook (Que.) Observer.
The readers of the Observer have be-
come familiar with the remarkable cures
effected by the use of Dr. Williams' 'Pink
Pills for Pale People through their re-
cital in these columns, as taken from
other reputable newspapers. It is now
our purpose to tell them of a care, hardly .
short of miraculous, which was effected
on a person with whom many of our read-
ers are acquainted. We refer to Mr. Eli
Joyce, formerly of Dixville, but now liv-
ing at Averil, Vt. A few days ago we
saw Mr. Joyce and asked him about his
recovery. He stated tha,t for four or five
years he had been afflicted with rheuma-
tism and dyspepsia. He was laid up
and unable to do anything on an aver-
age four months in a year, and was
constantly growing worse, although
treated by good physicians and trying
numerous remedies recommended. A
year ago last August he was taken seri-
ously ill while at his sister's, Mrs. Doll -
off, of Dixville. He could not retain
anything on his stomach and the phy-
sicians who attended him were powerless
in improving his condition. One of them
stated that he had cancer of the stomach
and could not live long. It was while in
this precarious condition that he deter-
mined to try Dr. 'Williams' Pink Pills,
and before long he was able to retain food
on his stomach. His pain gradually be-
came less . and in six weeks' time he was
back to his home in Averil, feeling that
he had obtained a new lease of life. He
continued taking the Pink Pills for some
time longer, and gained so much in
health and. strength that he is now able
to do the hardest kind of a day's work,
and. he frankly gives Dr. Williams' Pink
Pills all the credit for his rejuvenated
condition, and says he believes their
timely use saved his life. The Observer
has verified his story through several
of his neighbors, who say that it was
thought thiethe was at the point of death
when he began the use of Pink Pills; in
fact when we mentioned his case to one
of the doctors who had attended hire he
said he supposed he was dead long ago.
When such strong tributes as these can
be had to the wonderful merit of Pink
Pills, it is little wonder that their sales
reach such enormous proportions, and
that they are the favorite remedy with
all classes. Dr. Williams' Pink Pills
contain the elements necessary to give
new life and richness to the blood and
restore shattered nerves. They are an
unfailing specific •for locomotor ataxia,
partial paralysis, St. Vitus dance, scia-
tica, neuralgia'rheumatism, nervous
headache, ehe after effects of la grippe,
palpitation of the heart, nervous pros-
tration, all diseases depending upon vit-
iated humors in the blood, stich as sera -
ala, chronic erysipelas etc. They are
also a specific for troubles peculiar to
females, such as suppressions, irregular-
ities and all forms of weakness. In men
theyeffect a radical cure in all troubles
arising from mental worry, overwork,
or excesses of any nature. •
Dr. Williams' Pink Pills are manufac-
tured by the Dr. Williams Medicine
Company, Brockville, Ont., and Sche-
nectady, N. Y., sold in boxes (never in
loose form by the dozen or hundred and
the public are cautioned against numer-
011e imitations sold in this 'Shape) at 50c,
a box or six boxes for $2.50, and may be
had of all druggists or direct by- mail
from Dr. Williams' Medicine Company,
at either address.
Salt Lake City is one of the most beau-
tiful in the United States. It was laid
out when land -was worthless, the streets
are wide and each has a rivulet running
through it.
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title ag.t. With a SOn.Viiii. got Min fer$30. I Utied
Kendall's eptritin cere. Slia.Vin is gone now
and I have been ,offered $150 for the same here.
I owe had him nide Weeks, 851 got $1,20fOr Using
$2 Worth of Kendall's Spavin Cure.
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