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Hood’s Sarsaparllla cave Strength
and Courage to Work.
“Iwas insuoh condition I could not walk
evenabout the house to attend to house-
hold duties and
care for my chil-
dren and family. I
did not, have the
strengthof a child.
I was treated by
several physicians,
who pronounced
my trouble Scrof‘o
ula and Female
Weakness. I could
eat only a slice of
" . , mum, bread :ntd drake
' r ,A cup 0 ea, ea
7"! KM," times a day. Some-
mm John Hm times Icouldstand
Oran, N. Y. a soft boiled egg
for dinner. I became reduced to skin and
bones; at last they had to draw me
about the house seated in a rocking chair.
I was in a terrible state when my husband,
having noticed advertisements of Hood’s
Hood’s Sarca-
W Para“
Sarsaparilla, urged p
upon me to give it Cures
trial. After taking m
one bottle I received sufficient benefit to
know that I had at last found the right
medicine. I have now taken several bot-
tles and am able to
Attend My Housework.
In fact, I am on my feet about all day and
can go up stairs easily. I canno. sa
enough in praise of Hood’s Sarsa arilla. '
Mns. JOHN EASE, Box 92, Oran, . Y.
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ARE YOU GOING. SOUTH ?
If so. for health. pleasure and. comfort go
‘30 Piney Woods Inn. Southern Pines. N. C.
Those desiring to escape the rigors of the
zlimate North Will find a mild. dry climate
at Southern Pines, N. 0.. in the heart of the
long leafed pine section of America.
The elevation is 600 feet above sea level. the
highest point. in the turpentine belt. delIght-
ful climate. with all the advantages of resorts
farther south and free from many disadvan-
tages; itjs the place the tourist and health
seeker Will appreciate. -
It has the most perfect drainage. being a
huge sand bank. and Is Sltllfltedlll the heart
of the long leaf pine. It Is w1th1n the in-
fluence of the tilt stream. to which it owes
much of the mi dness of the climate.
Piney Woods Inn. an elegant new hotel. is
now open. The house accommodates 200
guests. has all modern conveniences, sani-
tary plumbing. electric lights. call bells.
wide verandas. sun parlors. steam heat. etc.
in fact Piney Woods Inn has been fitted up
that guests may enzoy me comforts of every
day Me at home at moderate rates.-
Piney Woods Inn is reached by the Sea-
board Air Line. For terms. etc. address.
CHARLES .ST. JOHN.
(Manson).
Southern Pines. N. 0.
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Goods called .
, Our boy left home to-day! .
How full of sorrow is my lonely, quiver.
ing heart:-
For many days yve shall not see his smil-~
ing face;
How shall we peas the hours from him
apart?
He left his Childhood’s home to-day!
Things .never can be quite as they have
— been before. -
His room is dark and desolate to-night,
His hat and coat hang not behind the
kitchen door.
We miss his boyish face so much;
Backward o’er months and years ,our sad
thoughts turn;
Did we appreciate our boy when he was
here,
We ask, as now our hearts for him so fond-
ly yearn.
I try to think he will be back,
And for a. visit be will only plan;
' But then the thought that hurts comes
back to me,
Our boy hereafter is a “business man."
He'll labor and gain wealth,
' And then a wife and home he’ll have; I
must not mind,
But then the ties of Childhood’s home will
break,
And we—oh, ’tis so lonely for those left
This is the way of all the world,
One cannot have all pleasure sweet with-
out alloy;
Sad partings come; and I can only pray
to-night.
Thank God I have so good, so true a boy.
—Lenora Allen, in Good Housekeeping.
FOR HER SAKE.
It wanted less than an hour to high
water when Miss Marty Lear heard her
brother’s boat fake ground on the
narrow beach below the garden, and set
the knives and glasses straight while
she listened for the click of the garden
latch.
A line of stunted hazels ran along the
foot of the garden and hid the landing-
place from Miss Lear as she stood at the
kitchen window gazing down steep
alleys, of scarlet runners. But above
the hazels she could look across to the
fruit-growing village of St. Kits, and
catch a glimpse at high tide of the in-
' tervening river, or towards low water
of the mud bank... shining in the sun.
It was Miss Lear’s custom to look
much on this landscape from this win—
dow; had, in fact, been her habit for
close upon 40 years. And this evening,
when the latch clicked at length, and
her brother in his market-suit came
slouching up the path between the
parallels of garden-stuff, her eyes rested.
all the while upon the line of gray wa-
ter above and beyond his respectable
hat. ‘
Nor, when he entered the kitchen.
hitched this hat upon a peg in the wall
. —-where its brim accurately fitted a sort
of dull halo in the whitewash—did he
appear to want any welcome from her.
He was a long-jawed man of 65, she a
long-jawed woman of 61; and they
understood each other’s ways, having
kept this small and desolate farm to-
gether for 30 years—ethat is, since their
father’s death.
A cold tunip pasty stood on the table,
with the cider jug that Job Lear
regularly emptied at supper. These
suggested no small-talk, and the pair
sat. down to eat in silence.
It was only while holding out his
plate for a second helping of the pasty
that Job spoke with a full mouth. It
“Who d’ce reckon I ran across to-day,
down in Troy?” Miss Marty out the
’slice without troubling to say that she
had not a notion. .
“Why, that fellow Amos Trudgeon,”
he went on.
‘6Yes t?”
“ ’Pears to me you must be failin’ if
you disremembers ’en; son of old Sal
Trudgeon, that used to keep the jumble-
shop ’cross the water; him that stoile
our eggs back-along, when father was
livin’.”,
“I remember.”
“I thought you must. Why, you gave
evidence, to be sure. Be dashed! now
I come to mind, if you wasn’ the first to
wake the house an’ say you heard a, man
hollerin’ out down ’pon the mud.”
"Iss, I was."
“An’ saved his life, though you did
get ’en two months in Bodmin Gaol by
it. Up to the armpits he was, an’ not
five minutes to live, when we hauled ’cn
out, an’ wonderin’ what he could be
doin’ there, found he’d been stealing
our eggs. He inquired after you to-
day.”
“Did he?”
“Iss. ‘H‘ow’s Marty?’ says he.
‘Agen’ rapidly,’ says I. The nerve
that some folks have! Comes up to me
as cool as my lord and holds outa hand.
lle’ve agrown into a sort of commercial;
stomach like a bOW-window, with a
watchguard looped across. I’d a mind
to say ‘Eggs’ to ’en, it so ennoyed me.”
“I hope you didn’t.”
“No. ’Twwa" have Seemed like
bearin’ malice. "115 an old tale, after
all, that feat of his.”
“Nine and thirty year, come 17th of
September next. Did he say any more?”
“Said the weather-glass was risin’,
but too fast toput faith in.”
“I mean, did he ask any more about
me?” ’ -
“Iss; wanted to know if you was
married. I reckon he meant that for
a bit 0’ pleasntness.”
“Not that! Ah, not that!”
Job laid down knife and fork with
their points resting on the rim of his
plate, and, with a lump of pasty in one
cheek, looked at his sister. She had
pushed back her chair a bit, and her
fingers were plucking the edge of the
tablecloth. .
“Not that!” she repeated once more,
and hardly above a whisper. She did
not lift her eyes. Before Job could
speak— '
“He was my lover,” she said, and
shivered. .
“Mar—ty—” , ,
She looked uplnow, hardened her
ugly, twitching face, forced her eyes to
meet her brother’s, and went on, breath-
lessly— . , .
“I swear to you, Job—here, across
the table—he was my lover, and I
ruined ’en. He was the onlyman, ’cept
you and father, that ever kissed me, and
.;.,
I, betrayed ’en‘. As the Lord liveth, I- ,
stood up in the box and sWore aWay his
name to sure mine. An’ he made me.”
“Mar—ty Lear!” ' .
“Don’t hinder me, Job. It’s God’s
truth 'I’m telin’ ’ce.~ His folks were a
low lot, an’ father’d have broken every
bone 0’ me. But we used to meetin the
orchard most every night. Don’t look
so, brother. I‘m past 60, an’ nothin’
known; an’ new evil an’ good’s the same
to me.” ' .
“Go on.” _ . '
“Well, the last night he came over
’twas Spring tides, an’ past the flood. I
waswaitin’ for ’en in the orchard, down
in the corner by the Adams’ pearmain.
We could see the white front 0’ the
house from there, and us in the dark
shadow, and there was the gap handy,
that. Amos could snip through at a
_ pinch—you fenced it up youmel’ the
very summer that father died in the
fall. That night Amos was late an’ the
dew heav r, and no doubt I lost my
temper wait-in’ out there in the long
grass. We had werds, I know, an’ I
reckon "the tide ran. far out .while we
quarreled. Anyway, he left me in
wrath, an’ I stood there under the ap-
ple tree, longin’ for ’en to come back
an’ make friends again. But the time
went on,‘ an’ I didn’t hear his foot-
steps—n0, nor his oars pullin’ away——
though hearkenin’ with all my cars.
“An’ then I heard a. terrible sound.”
Miss Marty paused and drew the back
of her hand across her dry lips before
proceeding. “A terrible sound—a sort
of low breathin’, but fierce; an’ semi:L
ihing worse, a. suck-suckin’ of the mud
below, an’ I ran down. I suppose, in his
anger, he took no care how he walked.
round the point (for he al’ays moored
his boat round the point out o’ sight),
an’ went wide 2111’ was taken. There he
was, above his knees in it, and far out,
it seemed to me, in the light of the
young moon. For all his fightin’, he
heard me, and whispered out o’ the
dark:
“ ‘Little girl, it’s got me. Hush!
don’t shout, or they’ll catch you.’
“ ‘Can’t you get out?’ I whispered
back.
“ ‘N o,’ says he, ‘I’m afraid I can’t un-
- less you run up to the linhay an’ fetch a
rope.’
“It was no more I stayed to hear, but
ran up hot-foot. to the linhav and back
inside the minute, with the wagon rope.
“ ‘Hold the end,’ he panted, ‘and
throw with all your strength.’ And
I threw, but the rope fell short. Twice
again I threw, but missed each time by
a. yard or more. He wouldn’t let me
near themud. ,
“Then I fell to runnin’ to and fro
on the edge of the firm ground, an’ sob-
bin’ between my teeth because I could
devise not-hin’. And all the while he
was fightin’ hard. ' '
“ ‘I’ll run an’ call father an’ Job,’
says I.
“ ‘IIust ’ee now! Be you crazed? Do
you want to let ’em know all?’
“ ‘But it’ll kill you, dear, won’t it‘_2,’
“ ‘Likely it. will,’ said he. Then,‘ after
awhile of battlin', he whispers again:
‘Little girl, I don’t want to die. Death
is a cold end. But I reckon you shall
save me an’ your name as well. Take
the rope, coil it as you run and hang it
back on the linhay, quick! Then run
you to the henhouse an’ bring me 211
the eggs you can find. Be quick and ax
no questions, for it’s little longer I can
hold up. It’s above my waist,’ he says.
“I didn’t know what‘he meant, but
ran for my life to the linhay and hung
up the rope, an’ then to the henhouse.
I could tell pretty well where to find a
dozen eggs or more in the dark, an’ in
three minutes I’d groped about an’
gathered ’em in the lap o’ my dress.
Then back I ran. I could just spy ’en—
a dark spot out there in the mud.
“ ‘How many?’ he axed, his voice like
a rock’s.
“ ‘A dozen, or near.’
“Toss ’em here. Don’t come too nigh,
an’ shy careful, 50’s I can catch.’
“I stepped down pretty nigh to the
brim o’ the mud an’ tossed ’em out to
him. Three fell short in my hurry, but
the restxhe got hold of somehow.
“ "That’s right,’ he calls, hoarse and
low; ‘they’ll think cgg-stealin’ nateral
to aelow family like ourn. Now back to
your room—‘undress—an’ cry out, say—
in’ there’s a man shoutin’ for help down
’pon the mud; and, dear, be quick!
When you wave your candle tWice at
the window I’ll shout like a Trojan.’
“An’ I did it, Job; for the cruelty in
a fearful woman passes knowledge. An’
you rescued ’en, an’ he went to gaol.
For he said ’twas the only way. An’
his mother took it as quite reasonable
that her husband’s son should take to
the bade—’twas the' way of' all them
Trudgeons. Father to son, they was of
no account. Egg-stealin’ was just the
little hole-an’-corner wickedness that’d
come nateral to ’cm.”
“I rec’lect now,” said Job Lear, very
slowly, “that the wain-ropc was wet i’
my hands when I unhitched ’en that
night from the hook, un’ I wondered,
it bein’ the end of a week’s dryt-h. But.
in the dark an’ the confusion o’ savin’
the wastrel’s life it slipped my thoughts,
cls%” '
“Else you’d ha’ wetted it wi’ the blood '
0’ my back, Job. But the rope’s been
frayed to powder this many year. An’
you needn’t look at me like that. I’m
past 60, an’ I’ve done my share of re-
pentin’. He didn’t say if he was mar-
ried, did he?”—From “The Delectable
Duchy.” ~,
Didn't Worry Him.
An old man and his wife were last
summer sailing'on a steamship between
Blackpool and the Isle of Man. As the
sea was rather rough, and the old
woman unaccustomed to sailing, she
said to her husband: -
“Oh, John, this ship is going down!”
“Well, never mind,” said her husband,
“it isn’t ours.”'—Tit-Bits.
(gr—An Unsafe Insurance Risk—“Any
insanity in your family?” asked the
examining physician. “Well,” said the '
man who was applying for life insur-
ance, “my; 'wi'fe says she must have'
been crazy ”to have married me.”-_~In-g
dianapolis Journal. ' ., .
MISCELLANEOUS ITEMS.
——In both Egypt‘and Assyria‘porcelain
rings were in common use. They
were often painted with'great delicacy,
the painting being burned into the en-
amel.. ‘ . -
—Wl1en Alaric besieged Rome, A. D.’
408, and was on-thepOint of taking the
city, he demanded as its ransom from
pillage an immense quantity of gold, .,
silver and jewels, and, among other .
things, -3,000 pounds 'of pepper.
—Perhaps_ the most striking evidence ‘
of thrift since that. referred to by Ham-
let is furnished by a. Maine town, where
apple trees are to be planted in a. grave
yard and the proceeds from the sale of
the fruit are to be devoted to the re-
pairing of the fences and the cutting of
weeds. - . I
—As far as recorded, the loss of'life
by shipwreck in 1895 was 4,250; by rail-
way uccidents, 3,632, and by other casu«
alities over 24,000. Add to these dis-
mal figures the 5,759 reported murders
in the United States alone, and we have
a- total of 37,641 violent deaths, or an
average of over .100 for every day in the
year. .
——The fox’s reputation for ‘smartness
was well sustained by a. member of the
tribe near Falmouth, Me., the other day.
A couple of hounds and a. hunter were
after it, and the fox led the bounds to a
frozen pond,’and out on ice so thin that
it just “supported the fox, which es-
caped, while the hounds went through
and were drowned.
—Passmpre Edwards; editor of the
London Echo, a paper which the Spec-
tator describes as “the most honest and
most faddy in the world,” gives away
thousands of pounds every month to
philanthropic undertakings of vari-
ous kinds. These he is said to select-
with great judgment, but he always
takes care to exploit his good deeds at
great length in his own paper, and per-
sistently asks other journalists to do
the some in their own publications.
—-A $150 lawsuit over a $1.25 pig has
just been ended in Michigantown, Ind.,
and the town treasury is out the former
amount. A month ago the city mar-
shal impounded a pig belonging to a
farmer named Hillis. The farmer re:
fused to pay the $1.50 pound charge and.
replevined the pig. The town sucd
him, and after three trials the circuit
court gavega. verdict“ for Hillis, with
$1.01 damages. More than half the peo-
ple in town were summoned as Wit-
nesses, and the total amount of money
lost over the pig runs to‘a pretty high
figure. ‘
—-Edison believes that he can solve
the problem of air ships either by using
balloons or aeroplanes; but, to use his
own words: “I would construct. actual
ships of the air—yachts, schooners and
'brigantines—which would tack and
jibe, and sail before the wind. My idea.
is that the lifting power for these air
shipsshould be gas stored in the sails.
In other words, you apply the balloon
principle in such a. way that the gas bag,
instead of being an impediment, as it
at present, would be the actual means
of’ propulsion. I would construct gas
bags shaped like the sails of a yacht.”
A POINTER...
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Ighest of all in Leavening Bowen-e— 'yiateSt"',,
ABsoauram was ;
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RED TABBY CATS' IN LONDON.’
Entertainingly Described by a Milwaukee
Lady Who Saw Them,
A Milwaukee lady who has recently
returned from abroad says that one of
the most interesting- exhibits .which
she saw in Europe was theNational Cat
show of England, which was held at
the Crystal palace, London, in which
about 700 cats were shown, says the
Milwaukee Sentinel. “The decided fea-
ture of the exhibition,” she said, “was
the number of superb red .‘tabbies, to-
gether with a fine assortment of. pure
blacks, smoke-colored cats and cats
with that peculiar tone of glossy coat
known as cat blue. The efforts of the
English cat breeders this last year have.
been blue and black cats. In the opin-
ion of many experts a. black cat without
any 'markings whatever of Whiteis the
most perfect variety that is known,
and it is proof of the appreciation of
this that certain dishonest people pluck
the white hairs out of a cat one by one.
It has been noticed that the classes
that are open to workingmen in this
national exhibition are particularly
strong in fine black cats. Blue-eyed,
white-coated cats are getting: to, be
highly valued in England now, and one
of these bore off the other day a sub-
stantial money prize that was offered
by Louis Wain, the great cat artist.
Another prize-winner of the show was
a brown tabby tom, Champion Xeno-
phon, which its owner values at $5,000.”
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PEOPLE OF OTHER‘ LANDS.
Prof. Archibald Geikie, the? distin-
guished British geologist, is coming to
the United States soon on a. lecturing
tour. ,
Pasteur is to have an" unusual me-
morial in Paris. An underground
chapel something like that in which
Napoleon lies in the Invalides, will be
built near the Pasteur institute to hold
his body.
Charles Kingsley’s niece, who has
been exploring the west coast of Africa,
has reached the Cross river in safety
after having ascended to the top of thc
Cameroons mountain, which is 13,000
feet. She is the first woman to accom-
plish the feat.
The 32d Baron Kingsal’e, who died re-
cently, had the privilege of keeping his
hat on his head in the presence of his
sovereign. N 0 other nobleman in Eng-
land had this privilege, which came to
his ancestor, John de Courey, .700 years
ago.
Miss Balfour, sister of the leader of
u.
the house of commons, is the exchange
editor of the British ministry. She
reads all the _principal: newspapers,
daily and weekly, and marks Whatever
she thinks will be of use to'her brother
and his colleagues. . ' '
Senor Romero, Mexican minister to
the UnitedrStates, of late , has been
troubled 'with excessive flesh, and he .-
has been under the care of a well-known
athletic tutor, attempting to reduce his '
fl b. He has succeeded remarkably
well, as he looks younger and is in the
pink of health.
MUSIC AND' MUSICIANS.
Sir Arthur Sullivan has selected Lord '
lyron’s tragedy, “Sardanapalus,” as
the subject for the ballet he is to write
the .music‘ for and'which is to be pro-
duced at the Alhambra music hall in
London. .. . ,
Boston is a. great musical as well as
intellectual center. One of its papers
Says of a. sermon last Sunday: “The
spiritual leéson it here was pointed and
enforced by an eloquently rendered so-
prano solo just at its close.” '
M. Charles Lecocq, the well-known
composer of “La. Fille de Madame 'An-
got” and several other light operas, is
seeking a divorce from his wife. De-
spite 20 years of married life, income
patability of temper is, it is said, the
plea. put forward. '
A manuscript of. the original libretto '
of “Lohengrin” is for sale in Berlin. It
is written by a secretary, but there are
many alterations and notes in W agner’s
own hand. Among the lines he struck
out are a solo by Ortrud describing the
manner in which she turned the young
prince into a. swan, and a. short solo for
the swan when it resumes its original
shape. ,
our OF BEATEN PATHS.
Vodka, a sort of whisky made in Bus-
sia, exceeds in alcoholic strength that
of any other whisky. ‘ ' ‘ ' .»
Lake Nemi’s bottom seems inexhausb
ible. A second Roman barge has been
found there by . the side of the one
brought up a. short time ago,
Though the Formosan republic of
Taiwan, or Taiwanfu, was quickly sup-
pressed, it lived long enough to issue
a postage stamp. It is green, printed
from a wooden block on very thin
paper. -
After a struggle for some time with
tropical vegetation the builders of a.
line of telegraph along the Amazon
have decided to lay a. telegraph cable
in the river for a distance of 1,400 miles.
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