The Exeter Advocate, 1895-2-14, Page 3A WOMAN'S .ORIME.
'B AN 13a,DLI` BOTIYI9,
'!Published by permissiono[ the owners of the
Copyright.
"I don't understand you, sir !"
"Allow me to explain," interrupted
Neil. Bathurst, "If Aura Durand is ar-
rested here for the murder of Clareneo
Arteveldt, it will be most unpleasant for
Mr. Durand and his lady—and have you
ever thought what itmust be to Mrs.
Arteveldt ? She longs, naturally, for re-
venge upon her son's murderess. But a
court of law will drag to light facts con-
cerning that case that will cover their
memory with dishonor. Not only will
the infamous measures he took to ensnare
Lenore Armyn be brought forward and
enlarged upon, but the fact that he was
the aoknowledged lover, not only of Aura
Durand, but of others, be dwelt upon;
letters will be produced in court, shame-
ful, unmanly letters, that should never
see daylight. Even a man's wealth will
not protect him in his grave. and the
popular ver.iiet will be that Clarence
Arteveldt, after all, did not get his full
deserts. Even his beautiful wronged wife
will testify, because she must .; and every
word that tells against him will mitigate
au favor of his murderess; for she, too, is
beautiful, is a woman, and has been
wronged by her victim. If she is tried
here, she will be lightly sentenced, or else
entirely acquitted, You see that I feel
free to speak my mind now. My duty is
done, the murderess is found. I have
never been in sympathy with the murder-
ed man.: If Mrs. Arteveldt takes her
son's reputation into a court it will be
•torn to tatters ; she had better let the
dead rest."
Mr. Hale looked puzzled, "I acknowl-
edge the truth of what you say," he re-
plied, slowly and very gravely. "But—
I do not understand your motive. Do
you want this murderess to go free ? To
escape justice ?"
"No !" broke in Mr. Durand, sternly.
"He wants justice done ; and so do I !"
"I want," said the detective, "to see
her whore she can do no more mischief ; I
don't want to trust her to be tried on this
'charge. Mr. Hale, if I could prove to
,you that she was guilty of an older and
even worse crime, one for which she
would surely be punished, would you con-
sent to let her be hrrested for that crime?
Would you be responsible for Mrs. Arte -
veldt? I ask you in confidence. But for
me she would be under arrest, and out of
your reaeh now. But I deal honorably,
she shall not be arrested until you have
•decided the matter."
"Lot us hear Miss Annin," said the
wary lawyer. ''I will answer you then."
CHAPTER XLIX.—NINA'S smarty.
They found the imprisoned lady count-
erfeiter reading the morning papers, and
making the best of the situation, like the
female philosopher she was. She was a
little taken abac a for just a moment, at
sight of Mr. Durand. Then she turned to
Neil Bathurst.
"Does Mr. Durand know ?" she asked.
"Yes. He has come to hear your state-
ment ; as also has Mrs. Arteveldt's lawyer
.and Miss Army's guardian. You know
-shy Mr. Ferrars has come."
"Yes," with a short laugh. "He need
have no fear; I do not love Aura Durand
overmuch, and I do love—myself. Tell
me," in a tone so low that it was inaud-
ible to the others, "what has turned that
doting old man against Aura ?"
"I will tell, you," in the same low tone,
"and then we must waste no more words.
She tried to poison Mrs. Durand."
"Good heavens! The she -fiend ! Well,
I am ready to begin."
Miss Annin seated herself with as much
composure as if in a drawing room, and
said,rooking from one questioning face to
another :
"Gentlemen, Mr. Bathurst desires that
I tell you all that I know concerning the
lady whom you call Aura Durand, and I
am quite ready to oblige him. He wishes
me to be brief, and L will not draw out
my story.
'A little more than two years ago I
came over from Liverpool in the steamer
D'Orsay," here she cast a sidelong glance
at Francis Ferrars ; "I am by birth a
Canadian, but had lived in Europe since
my early girlhood ; I was then coming to
America to remain, being," with another
glance at Ferrars, "alone in the world.
On board this same steamer were Mr. and
Mrs. ,and Miss Durand. You look sur-
prised. Mr. Durand, but I was your fellow -
passenger; the state of my finances made
it necessary for me to travel second class,
and this is why you saw so little of me
that you could hardly bo expected to re-
member. I saw Miss Aura, however, and
she saw me. Perhaps she looked in scorn
upon the woman in the shabby dress. I
think she did, but she saw me, and when
we met again she remembered. I may
have envied her then ; but I never dream-
ed how soon fate was to place her in my
power. Well, I arrived in New York,
and, being friendless and without ()coupe -
tion, I attached myself to a -variety
theater in that great city.
"One day, while out with a friend, I
saw, in the street, the fine young lady
who had been my fellow -passenger. It
was in a portion of the city not much
frequented by the 'aristocracy, and I
thought it might be well to follow her.
Presently she was joined by a gentleman.
and then entered a disreputable sort of
a restaurant. I waited ani managed to
track the young lady home. The next
morning 1 called upon her ; and I freely
confess; that I never before found my
equal in coolness or downright impu-
dence. Then she might (had she been a
trifle more resolute) have shaken me off,
but she had much at stake ; she gave me,
as my blackmailing fee, a diamond ring
so magnificent that I have never ventured
to wear it,
"Of course, after this, I posted myself
as well as I could. I learned that she was
Miss Aura Durand, that she resided in
Chicago, that she was the only child of
wealthy parents. I have since learned
that she is only an adopted child. Miss
Durand was paying a visit to New York,
and after a time she returned home.
"Sonic months after this I became
acquainted with Mr. George Fordham,
and—I became very much attached to
him. I met him while on a business
visit to New. York, and when he came
back to Chicago I accompanied him, One
night, at theater, I again saw Aura
Durand, she was with the same young
man who had met her on the street in
Now York City ---Mr, Arteveldt.
"Well, I played my game to the best of
my ability, and I instructed Fordham to
form the aegntaintance of Clarence Arte -
veldt. This' was easy "s and before long I
had all the information that I needed,
enough to put Miss Durand in my power
if she valued her reputation, Well, 1
made hor give me large sums at various
times, At last xny influence over Ford-
ham began to grow less kind, and then I
made a different move, I knew that ha
aimed at an ostentatious display of re-
spect ability, and desired the entree of the
first houses. 11 1 c mid aid him in this, I
should not lose him, and I had resolved
to keep my lover. So I went to aura
Durand and told her she must take me
Pito the family as her e. impanion and
equal, Of course she objected at first,
but I knew how to overcome all her ob-
jections.
She paused, and laughed, a low, soft
laugh.
"Itwill always cause me to smile,
when I think of my sojourn under the
same roof with Aura Durand;" she said.
"She hated me as only a baffled woman
can hate her tormentor.. As for me, of
course, I did not love her, but I had no
cause for such hatred as she felt for me.
She was my orange that I squeezed at will
l rather enjoyed her hatred.
"Well, after a time, of course, Clarence
Arteveldt began td sigh for a new sweet-
heart, and then the tigress in Aura Dur-
and began to display itself, Contrary to
my expectations, Fordham did not profit
much by my residence with the Durands.
He was wise enough to see that Mr. Dar-
and could not appreciate him. But he
came sometimes, and he soon became the
chosen , friend of Clarence Arteveldt:
When Arteveldt began to show sighs of
dissatisfation, Aura Durand commenced
to hold private interviews with George
Fordhaa:, and then I began, in earnest to
hate her.
"I knew Fordham better than he knew
me, better than he knew himself. !:could
see just what was going on in his mind.
He would stand as a peacemaker between
Aura and Arteveldt, .until the latter had
entangled himself in some other direc-
tion, and then he would present himself
as a new candidate for the smiles of the
heiress. He held the same power over the
girl that I did, and, of course, he knew
her for a hypocrite ; but what cared he
for that—she moved among the proudest,
a belle of society ; and George Fordham
is one of the men to -day who have a pro-
found regard for the surface of things,
and care little about the inner lining.
Bah ! this is a world of shams ! George
Fordham, the literary counterfeiter, is,
after all, no worse than scores of doctors,
lawyers,deacons and. divines. As the
acknowledged lover of Miss Aura Durand
he knew that he would ascend a step or
two in the social scale; what if she were
a hypocrite, he would use her as he did
everything, as a means toward an end.
When I understood the position I said
to myself, 'Now it is a battle for self
alone, they shall not render me power-
less ;' and for the first time I began to
work against George Fordham.
"I goaded and exasperated Aura Dur-
and beyond her powers of endurance, and
then sue began to negotiate to get rid of
me. I told her I would take $10,000 and
and leave her. Bat I never dreamed that
she could raise so much money. About
this time Fordham became much more
kind and attentive than usual ; I sus-
pected this sudden growth of affection ;
but I feigned blindness. After a little
he proposed to me to leave Aura, and as-
sist him in the counterfeiting scheme,
which the gentlemen," nodding toward
Bathurst and Ferrars, "put a summary
stop to last night. I accepted the propo-
sition.
ropssition. I may as well state here, that it
was in the house of a small counterfeit-
ing gang in New York, that I first met
Fordham, and—that I have had some—
experience in the business.
At this a smile played about the lips of
Francis Ferrars.
"The woman is impudence in the
flesh," he thought.
"I did not see how Aura was to find the
ten thousand dollars," resumed Miss An-
nin. "But one morning it was discover-
ed that Mr. Durand here had been robbed
and then I was enlightened. I was in the
drawing -room when Mr. Bathurst came
with Clarence Arteveldt. I knew him
instantly, having seen him in New York.
Mr. Bathurst, do you remember arresting
the diamond stealing ballet dancer at
H 's theater ?"
The detective nodded.
"Well veil ! I was on the stage at the time,
and I remembered your reputation, and I
trembled for -my ten thousand dollars.
When you sent a man to make an osten-
tatious search of the premises, I scared
Aura Durand into remaining upstairs,
for I dreaded your cunning. Bat when
we were told that you were coming to
dine, 1 was doubly alarmed; then I told
Aura that the expected guest was the
very shrewdest of detectives. She is a
coward at heart; when she becomes al-
armed she flies to her dressing -ease and
takes a few drops of some strange drug
then she is as brave and as self-possessed
as one could wish. I used to despise this
practice, for I am by nature courageous;
I have lived all my life in more or less
danger, and I enjoy it.
"Well, I felt uneasy for a long time
about Mr. Bathurst. I did not know when
he might renew his investigations, nor in
what way. This made me more willing
to give up the shelter of the Durand root.
She paid me the ten thousand dollars, and
paid lesser sums to Fordham. In one
way and another I gained possession of
some notes she had written him, and all
these I carefully preserved,
"Before I left her, came the news of
Arteveldt's approaching marriage. She
had had stormy scenes with . him ; had
coaxed and threatened, I knew, an'i
final-
ly when she settled suddenly down to
calmness, I might have known what was
corning.
"One stormy evening she stole out and
went to see. Miss Armyn. She thought I
was sick, in my own room, but I followed
her, and I knew where she went. After
that visit came her sudden wonderful
calmness, The taking of the house next
d -or to that of the bride anti groom to be,
was all her work, managed through Ford-
ham. They did not intend that I should
know how she was managing affairs,
bribing him to delay preparations, and
arranging things to suit her convenience.
Fordham thought, and so did 1, that she
chose this house for us in order to have a
chance to watch the newly married pair.
I looked upon it as a jealous woman's
whim. We never' dreamed of the tragedy
s0 soon to be enacted.
"One day I went to look at the house,
and I brought the keys home with me. I
went into Aura's room for a ,little while,
with the keys in my cloak pocket. When
I went to my own room they weremiss-
ing. I looked, and 1 inquired, but no one
had seen such koys. Aura was out more
or less that day; and the next inerningg
she came to my room, bringing my keys,
She had found theta behind the curtain,
she said, I did not believe this ; bat 1
said nothing, A. day or two after, while
in her room, some packagers Were brought
in, With my usual freedom I pouneec4i!
upon them to examine their contents, a'
sort. One bundle contained a long, darts
gray, water -pro ,f cloak. I wondered at
her baying ouch; a thing, and being a
judge of clothe, pronounced it shoddy."
At the menti at of this eloek the men
cast significant glances at each other.
"We were te have been in our home a
week before the wedding, but, as 1 said,
Aura caused Fordham to delay, We wore
all to witness the ceremony, of course,
but the nightbefore the wedding Aura
contrived to sprain her .ankle, so of
course, she remained at home ; and Mr.
and Mrs. Durand and myself went, tak-
ing with us Miss Aura's 'regrets.'
"I wasdelivering those regrets after
the most approved fashion, • hen the.
bride put her hand upon my arm and
said, in a tone audible only to myself,
and giving me such a queer look' as she
said it: 'I have not the pleasure of Miss
Durand's acquaintance; nevertheless, tell
her that I trust her injury can be amend-
ed—in time.' I knew she did not refer to
Aura's lameness, and I instantly con-
nected the speech with Aura's scent visit
to her. But I eould not understand it
then. When the news came that Clar-
ence Arteveldt had been murdered, it was
still more of a mystery, just for a mo-
ment, then I understood it. I remember-
ed her words, as who does not that was
present at that bridal supper. And I
knew that her message meant this: 'She
would leave Clarence Arteveldt, and Aura
Durand might console him if she could.'
From the first I did not believe that Lo-
nore Armyn had killed him. From the
first I suspected Aura. 1 went to her
room; I was the first to tell her of the
murder, and—she baffled me. I could
not help but see that she was shocked at
the news, I should know what was act-
ing is, and she was not acting. I could
explain it to myself in only one way :
Perhaps she had taken an overdose of her
drug, and committed the deed in a state
of temporary insanity. ,But I did not
believe this—I did not know what to
believe.
"The keys of the house were in the
hands of Mrs. Rogers. I went to her and
got them. and the day of the funeral I
visited the house—our house, you know.
I went through it, and up to the very
roof. A part of our 'kit' had been smug-
gled in and stored away in the attic
rooms. I found one of these attic doors
ajar; and I knew that no door had been
left thus by one of our people. Then I
began to look about me carefully. The
stairway had been partitioned off, and so
was dark. I opened the attic doors, and
last, got up on a box and unfastened the
trap in the roof, lifting it up, and letting
in a flood of light. The box on which I
stood was directly under the trap, and
lookingg down at it sawawhangi
hanging to a nail
a little piece of cloth. I knew it ; it was
the gray waterproof lately bought by
Aura Durand. One eorner had caught
on the nail and torn off. My theory ss
that she tore it in coming back through
the trap after, committing the deed. I
looked closely all about, and on the stairs,
and in the room where lay our counter-
feiting tools. I found small drops of
white wax, as if dropped from a wax
taper. Miss Durand will have nothing
but wax lights in her rooms.
"I think I have told you enough. There
is no need to ask why we did not denounce
Aura Durand. We might have got the
reward, but we could not produce our
proof without exposing our business; and
—we knew that we could bleed Aura to
any extent. She, or some one, contrived,
recently, to rob me of my purse contain-
ing the scrap of cloth and the notes to
Fordham about the house, so I can not
show you these."
"Give yourself no uneasiness on that
score," said Neil Bathurst, with more
brusqueness than was usual to him.
"Your po:ket-book, with all it contained,
is safe in my possession."
She turned upon him with a cold stare.
"What a men you are," she exclaimed.
"If I am set at liberty again I shall keep
the width of the continent between us, if
I have any secrets to hide."
"As doubtless you would have," retort-
ed Neil, smiling in spite of himself at her
matchless audacity.
"Yes ; as doubtless I should," she re-
plied, coolly. "Shad, you appear against
me in court, Mr. Bathurst?"
" Assuredly."
"And you, Mr. Ferrars?"
"As a witness on this case, yes," an-
swered Ferrars, significantly.
"Will they let me see Fordham, do you
think ?" she asked, again turning to
Bathurst.
"I think not, madame. The doctor.
says Fordham will live to serve out a term
in the penitentiary."
"I'm glad of that," said this remark-
able woman. ''I prefer to have him near
me; even there."
When they were once more seated. in
Mr. Hale's office that gentleman turned
to Bathurst and exclaimed :
"Great heavens ! sir, do you not sup-
pose that Miss Durand will take fright
when she hears of this woman's arrest and
effect her escape?"
"Miss Durand is ander close surveil-
lance, sir. If she attempts to escape she
will be promptly stopped," replied the de-
tective.
Mr. Hale sat for a long time in thought-
ful silence, and then he again looked up.
"You intimated that another grave
charge would be brought against her,"
he said. "I agree with Mr. Durand, such
a woman should have no Iight punish-
ment. What will be the probable pun-
ishment for this other crime ?"
Batuurat pointed to Francis Ferrara.
"She
will be triedin hiscountry,"he se -
plied ; "ask him."
The lawyer turned his questioning face
toward the English detective.
"What will be her punishment if she is
tried in England ?" he asked.
With an iron look upon his face Francis
Ferrara answered :
"Death !"
"Then in heaven's name let her be
taken to England," cried lawyer Hale.
"Bathurst, what is the crime ?"
"Do you remember my mention of
Jocelyn's search of Elsie Schwartz, who
killed her husband and his sister ?" asked
Bathurst.
"Yes."
"Well — Aura Durand is Elsie
Schwartz.
"Good God ! Man don't lose any more
time ; don't stop to explain, go and seize
the woman fiend,"
"Wait !" said Neil Bathurst. "Elsie
Schwartz is ready for another crime, we
must give her a little more rope."
CIiAPTait L.- 'rEI WrteaseSION oil A
MURDikISS8.
It is midnight. In the splendid =m-
elon of James Durand, all is quiet ; as
quiet ad earth, end sea, and sky, bolero
the first breaking of the hurricane. Such
a strange quiet! In the housekeeper's
room sits Mrs, .Richards, silent, motion
less, alert. The room is very bark; the
door is leaked, and she sits near it, listen -
they were evidently `dry goods' of sone4l ing. In the rooms of "Cousin Charles"
s Iv
something still more strange might be
seen. Yes, seen ; for there a some light,
a very little, here.
On the bed in the sleeping room liesthe
youug man who has no :'uddenly deposed
Aura Durand. The light is too Om to
enable one to distinguish his feat fres,
but the blonde hair, and the . blonde
whiskers, are unmistakable, they belong
to "Cousin. Charles," lie lies very still,.
Fie must be sleeping soundly, Beyond
the bed is an open door, the door of the
drawing -room, but it is dark, very dark
within. Nothing can be seen !roan the
dimly lighted chamber, and yet—some-
thing is there. Between the door of .en-
trance an , the bed is a lofty window,
heavily curtained. A moment the ear
tains are drawn aside, and the face of a
man looks out, hen they fall together in
somber folds, and all is still.
Five minutes, ten, and then the outer
door opens softly, and a figure with loose
flowing blonde hair, and softly trailing
dark garments glides. in. The figure
turns, oloss the door cautiously, and
glides straight to the bedside. It is a wo-
man—it is Aura Durand. Straight to
the bedside she goes, and then she takes
something from her pocket, ter re is the
slightest possible clicking of glass, a
glimmer of something white in her hand,
something white which she bends down
and lays upon the half averted face of
the sleeper; and then there is a strong,
sickening odor of chloroform in the room.
She has adjusted the white thing careful-
ly, ax}d now she turns and rests herself
in an easy chair not far from the bed,
Greet heavens ! is this woman iron, or
marble, or ice. •hat she can sit there be-
side her victim ? She site .:alxn, immov-
able ; moment after moment passes, and
at last she rises and goes again to the
bed. 'Again she lifts the handkerchief,
again it is saturated with the deadly
liquid, and laid upon the face of the
sleeper. Again she seats herself and
waits. After a time she seems satisfied
with her work ; life must be extinct
ander that long suffocation ; she rises,
once more she goes to the bed and re-
moves the handkerchief from the still
f ace.
"Elise Schwartz ! I arrest you in the
name of the law.".
What has happened ? Has she gone
mad?
A strong hand closes upon her arm, a
stern voiceis sounding III her ear. Merci-
fel heavens ! the room is full of people
the lights are turned` on ; it is like a
transformation seen ,only that she holds
in her hands teekideous evidence of
her guilt, and there upon the bed lies—
that !
Is she going mad ? everything reels
about h r ; everything is seen through a
vapor; everything taunts and tantalizes
her ; she hears voices that seem distant,
and then near ; the lights dance to and
fro, everything seems unreal, save that
clasp upon her arm, that voice in her
ear, and that which lies upon the bed.
After a time the mist clears away, the
voices resolve themselves to sounds that
she can comprehend. The forms stand
out distinct and recognizable, and she
knows that Mr. Durand, Mr. Hale, Neil
Bathurst, and a man she does now, are
standing opposite, on the other side the
bed. Then she knows that a tall, strong
man stands beside her, she hears again
the words :
"Elise Schwartz, you are my prisoner."
She realizes that all is lost ; she has
been hunted down. With a cry like that
of some wild .animal, she turns upon her
captor, and strives to wrench herself m
his grasp, but it is useless. She cease, to
struggle, and stands sullenly beside the
bed ; she will say no word, the name that
has fallen from the lips of her captor has
told her thee words are useless ; she is
Elise Schwartz, and she has been hunted
down.
"Girl !" Mr. Durand moves forward,
"the mercy you have had for others I will
show to you. I give you up to the hands
of the law you have outraged. Expect
nothing from me save that I will do my
utmost to bring to justice, one, who
would have been, but for Neil Bathurst,
my wife's uiurdereress. Robert Jocelyn,
the detective, in whose hands you are
now, has followed you from the scene of
your earlier crimes ; 'he shall take you
back to England; you have no friends
here." •
The captive shivered under the hand
that restrained her, but she said no word,
and Neil Bathurst moved a step nearer.
[To BE CONTINUED.)
POETICAL LAW.
The Lawyer Was Weak on Rhymes, but
the Got a Verdict.
An eccentric Irishman named Broone,
who lived in Queen's county, and owned
an estate valued at $600,000, has made
Mr. Towns one of four heirs, and his
share will be $150,000, says an old copy
of the Troy Times. About ten years ago
an old man entered his office and request-
ed an interview.
He stated that he had long been inter-
ested in reading of litigations, and he had
seen the name of Mr. Towns in the news-
papers as a lawyer who did not take the
law teo seriously ; so Broone came to Mr.
Towns saying Le had decided to give him
the first case that he was interested in,
on condition that he would sum up the
ease in rhyme.
The ease was that of Mrs. Bridget Row-
an against John Bedell for damages for
being bitten by a dog and drenched with
water from a hose. To comply with Mr.
Broone's request Mr. Towns summed up
the case as desired. After reciting how
Bedell, who
' Keeps near the park, oh, sad to tell,
A tow resort of vice and sin,
Where he dispenses rum and gin„
Yet not content wlth deadly cups,
He keeps two wild teroolouapups
To slay those wbo escape his lair
With deadly hydrophobi-air,
the poet went on to say that Bedell,
Seeing she was but a woman,
bet his puppies on Mrs. Rowan,
And Fla he saw her race with fright,
Trying to save herself by:flight,
He shouted, °.13111, before she goes.
Just play upon her wi th the hose."
Cursed, assaulted, all but drowned,
Bleeding from the puppies' wound,
The plaintiff, gentlemen of the jury
At last esoa eii.this blackguard's fury,
And comes in court to see if you
Will do as you'd have others de.
These atroeities, the Albany Law Soar -
nal says, resulted in a verdict of $575 for
his client. His patron was so pleased:
tbat he gave him another case, in which
he recovered $9,583 against the Long Is-
land Railway Company on injuries to a
Woman's knee. This ease he summed up
in rhyme, remarking among other things
deserving death :
The fairest thing on earth to see
Is lovely woman s beauteous knee,
Not a Square Deal,
Queerby-•-Don't you regard Miss Jones
as very fair ?
Lofty—No, sire°. She wasn't fair with
rue, She kept me on the string until she
got a Clxristnnas present out of rue, and
oxen she gave me the long farewell,
ee sr
hat is
Castoria is Dr, Samuel Pitcher's prescription for Infants
anti Children. It contains neither Opium, Morphine nor
other Nareotie substance. It is a harmless substitute
for Paregoric, Drops, Soothing Syrups, and Castor Oil.
It is Pleasant. Its guarantee is thirty years' use by
Millions of Mothers. Castoria destroys Worms and allays
feverishness. Castoria prevents vomiting Sour Curd,
cures Diarrhoea and Winch Colic. Castoriarelieves
teething troubles, cures constipation and flatulency.
Castoria assimilates the food, regulates the stomach
and bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep. Cas..
toria • is the Children's Panacea --the Mother's Friend.
Castoria.
"Castoria is an excellent medicine for chil-
dren. Mothers have repeatedly told me of its
good effect upon their children,"
DR. G. 0. OSdOOD,
Lowell, Masa
"Castolria is the best remedy for children of
which I am acquainted. I hope the day id not
far distant whenmothers will consider thereat
interest of their children, and use Castoria in-
stead of the variousquacknostrumswhich are
destroying their loved ones, by forcingopium,
,morphine, soothing syrup and other hurtful
agents down their throats, thereby sending
them to premature graves,"
Da. .7. F. Ssxosal os,
Conway, .ark.
Castoria.
"Castoria is so well adapted to children that
I recommend it as superior toany prescription
L-nownto me."
H. A. Amman, IL D.,
111 So, Oxford St., Brooklyn, N. Y.
"Our physicians in the children's depart-
ment bane spokes highly of their experi-
ence
xperience in their outside practice with Castoria,
and although we only have among our
medical supplies what is known as regular
products, yet we ars free to confess that the
merits of Castoria has won us to look with
favor upon it."
UNITBD HOSPITAL AND DIsrass. am,
Boston, Mass.
Amax 0. SMITS, Pres.,
The Centaur Company, i7' Marray Street, New York City.
aesitsteeee
r' f irSir"^�Py -,. i.,jl�..c '-,rcl v,,,..?`- s ror:;;s"nTSlmrEtrmmgfftgm'smS
xtr .,k�" �n,�ti1` kms-'..'�, h.�h.dila :iY,.'ir•�,U,t$L•..t:ak �#. _ .�,«s'� t�-ft�c, ��1g I" ." {tire �t ii° ft' uis r .;, �,y ; ; v 14 Pt U ,e ,;.p.•
E D
Thousa Ids of Young and ,rifle Aged men are annually swept to a premature grave
through oar! ' Indians lion , d later exces-es. Self abuse and Constitationai Blood
ka Dis ases h re ruined a d wrecked the life of many a promising young man. Have yon
any of the following Svnil,-' ns:, Nervous and Despondent; Tired in lt1orning l:o Ambi-
{ i, l' i.a.ra,,ry Poor; Easily 1 ,ttgaed,-Excitable and Irritable: Eyes Blum Pimples on
r.' th. Pass; ;:re -.ms and Drains at Night; Restless; Haggard Looking; Blotches; Sore
,, 1aau.I• Il:i,r Loose; Pains in Bodr, Sunken Eyes; Lifeless; Distrnstfai and Lack of
E ^' r y anti titer ngth. Our r ew Method Treatment will. bu,iid yoa up mentally, physically
! r t I.;cuall errors: RBilt[ Have
DR , KENNEDY & KERGAN
Dope.
" At 14 years of age I learned a bad habit which almost ruined
me. I became nervous and weak. My back troubled me. I could
standno exertion. 'Head and eyes became dull. Dreams and
drains at night weakened me. I tried seven Medical Firms, Elec-
tric Belts, Patent Medicines and Family Doctors. They gave me
no help. A friend advised me to try Drs. Kennedy & Kergan. They
sent me one month's treatment and it cured me. I could feel
i°xlJ `l myself gaining every day. Their New Method Treatment cures when
0...red in one m'hth all eke jaik." They have cured many of my friends."
Dr. Moulton.
!lwl�
Yom'
IDE GVAlliNTE D GR ENT 11:1ID:D.
"Some 8 years ago i' contracted a serious constitutional blood
disease. 1 wont to Hot Springs to treat for syphilis. Mercury almost
killed me. After a while the symptoms again appeared. Throat
became sore, pains in limbs, pimples on face, blotches, eyes red,
loss of hair, glands enlarged, etc. A medical friend advised Drs.
Kennedy b Kergan's New Method Treatment. It cured Inc. and I have
had no symptoms for five years. I am married and happy. As a
doctor, I heartily recomend it to all who have this terrible disease
Careu ,, x a. a ago. syphilis." It will eradicate the poison from the blood."
CaPt.Tnwnsend. 15 YEARS IN DETROIT, 150,000 CURED.
"I am 98 years of age, and married. When young I led a
gay life. Early indiscretions and later excesses made trouble
for me. I became weak and nervous. My kidneys became
affected and 1 feared Bright's disease. Married life was unsatis-
factory, andmy home unhappy. I tried everything—all failed till
lag I took treatment from Drs. Kennedy and Kergan. Their New
1 Method built Ina up mentally, physically and sexually. I' feel
and actlike a mania every respect. Try them."
far No Names Used Without Written
Consent of Patient.
Cured .0 tlu.e:
never fails in oaring Diseases of niers.
Our New Method Treatment It stren_ a ens the body, stops all
drains and losses, purifies the blood, clears the brain, builds up -the nervous and sexual
systems and restores lost vitality to the body.
We Guarantee to Cure Nervous Debility, Failing aranhoal,
syphilis, varicocele, stricture, Gleet, l7nnatural Discharges,
Weak Parts and All Kidney and Bladder Diseases.
R M M B ER talon and fifteen years of business aro at stake. on
Drs. Kennedy $ Keegan are the leading specialists of
America. They guarantee to cure or no pay. Their repn-
ic
ran no risk. Write them for an honest opinion, no matter who treated yon. It may
save yon years of regret and suffering. Charges reasonable. Write for a
Question List and Book Free. Consultation Free.
DRS. KENNEDY & KERGAN.`o oirt, R! ,
The Shooting
Season Approaches.
—DO YOU WANT A-_
Hundred and Twenty -Five .Dollar, Shot Gun
for $70.00 1
'The Oxford Lannaseus gun is made of three blades or strips of Damascus steel,
left choke, right recess choke, matted rib, treble bolt, cross bolt, button. fore -end
Plain full or half pistol grip, chequered horn heel plate, Case hardened blue
mounting,
Hammerless, 'With Safety Catch and Indicators.
Sent 0.0,D, an approval, charges both ways to be guarautectri if cot, testis•.
actors,.
10 Bore,
12 Itore,
$70,00 Net Cash.
- $68.00 Net Cash.
Apply to t11+e editor or this paper,,