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Evening gazette, Saturday, July 10, 1897 · page 7

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P., Lippman’s.Great Remedy, Saves ,

a Man From Becoming a Cripple.

‘r. Asa Ammons, a well-known
zen of Jacksonville, Florida, was
cted by a terrible ulcer. Medical
seemed unavailing in stopping the

ges of the terrible disease. The
was swollen and intensely painful,
the ulcer had eaten its way down

0 the very bone. All medicines and
.reatments having failed to effect a
cure, the doctors said the leg must
come off. Just when it seemed that

' Mr. Ammons would become a disabled

and a crippled man, he tried P. P. P.,
Lippman’s Great Remedy, and the re-
sult was wonderful.

P. P. P. SAVES HIS LEG.

“ Jacksonville, Fla, July 1, 1895.—
Two years ago I had the worst ulcer
on my leg I ever saw. It had eaten
down to the bone, and my whole leg
below my knee, and my foot was
swollen and inflamed. The bone was
swollen and painful, and discharged a
most offensive matter. My physicians
said I had necrosis of the bone, and
my leg would have to come off. At
this stage I commenced to take P. P. P.
.and to bathe my leg with hot castile
:soap suds. It began to improve at
‘once and healed rapidly, and is to—dav
.a sound and useful leg.

“I think P. P. P., Lippman’s Great
'Remedy, is all a. man could ask for as
:a blood purifier, as I have known it to
cure so meterrible cases of blood poi-
rsoning in a remarkably short time.

' “ASA AMMONS.”

TERRIBLE BLOOD POISON.

The body covered with sores-_two

lbottles of P. P. P. made a positive and
,permanent cure. This is only one of
vmany thousand similar cases.
_ Catarrh yields at once to P. P. P.
That smothered feeling at night, that
heavy feeling in the day—can and
should be removed; P. P. P. will do it
if you only give it a chance.

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.appetite are the results. Regulate
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Piano Lessons.

RS. GEORGE W. BRADLEX. (daughter
a. of the late_Wm. I .Nash.)21ves cflmeni
and satisfactory Instructions on the Plane 3
her home No. 193 Main street.

‘ such a thing.

‘ importance, Mr. Dobbs went to him

great disgust.

 

. it seemed.

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MCTTO FOR EVERY DAY.

, “The world is wide
In time and tide,
And God is guide. »
So do not hurry.

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‘“ That man is blest
Who does his best
And leaves the rest,
So do not worry.“

MISS DOBBIS MAJ OR.

BY ELLA M. KENNEDY.

 

 

 

Miss Abigail Dobbs, or Aun Abby,
as her doting relatives called er, had
several peculiarities, chief of ~which,
and the one that caused her friends
the most annoyance, was her extreme
cllangeableness. Nevertheless the en-
tire Dobbs family ado-red her, for she
had, besides h’er peculiarities, a large
bank account, and each fond relative
secretly considered himself her special
favorite and prospective heir, though
all loudly disclaimed any thought of
Thus matters had stood
for years, and at the time my story
opens, Miss Abigail Dobbs ,had just
turned fifty.

“She is safe beyond the matrimonial
age now,” said Mrs. Nathan Dobbs to
her-husband, as they sat on the piazza
one pleasant afternoon. “One never
feels secure before that.”

Mrs. Nathan Dobbs considered her
husband’s heirship an absolute certain-
ty, and with good reason, for hadn’t
Miss Abigail once hinted as much?

But alas for human expectations!
Mrs. Dobbs had scarcelyfinished im-
parting this pleas-ant information to
Nathan ‘when the postman came up the
walk with a letter.

“It’s from Aunt’Abby,” she .Iexi

claimed, looking at the address.

- Opening the letter she glanced hastily
through its contents, then, beginning
again, perused it more slowly, look-
ing very much puzzled. She had read
it three times when Nathan’s patience
gave out. '

“Well,” he exclaimed, “is is Greek?”

“It might as well be, for all I can
make out of it,” said his wife.
“Listen:— ‘ ~

“‘My dear Emelin-ez—As this is to
be the week of the Grand Army En-
campment, I thought I would take ad-
vantage of the occasion and make you
a little visit”. I shall bring Major F.
with me; he is a little odd, and in-
clined to think every stranger his en-
emy; but I know you will like him, he
is such an amiable fellow in the main.
I must stop over at Cousin Jane’s on
the way up, and as it is better for the
major to see as few new faces as pos-
sible, I will just send him right
through, and Nathan can meet him at
the depot. I shall come on the first
train in the morning, but don’t on any"
account let Major F. get out of your
sight until I come. No one knows what
might happen if you did. He will be
on the train that arrives in Boston at
five-thirty this afternoon.

“ ‘Your affectionate Aunt Abigail.’ "

“Now what do you think of that?”
exclaimed Mrs. Dobbs.

“Oh,” replied Nathan slowly, “it is
sime new freak she has taken; this
major seems to be a singular person.”

“Singular! Why, he must be half
crazy! And she has forgotten to men-
tion his name! I wonder how under
the canopy she expects we‘re going to
find him! It isn’t any one belonging to
to the family that I know of; who can
he be, anyway?”

Nathan silently shook his head.

It was the first day of the Grand
Army encampment. Regiments from
all parts of the country had been pour-
ing into the city all day, and there was
bustle everywhere. When Mr. Dobbs
reached the depot the five-thirty train
had arrived, and its passengers were
hurrying out into the streets. Mr.
Dobbs looked sharply at the strangers,
but seeing nobody that he thought
would answer for “Major F.” he
sought the conductor. That personage
knew nothing of the. major, and Nathan
lingered in the waiting-room until it
was empty, save for a few war-veterans,
He approached one of these, and care-
fully explained his mission. The sol-
dier shook his head, he knew nothing
of the strange major. Seeing a veteran
standing in the doorway who looked
as if he might be a personage of some

and repeated his question.

“Why, yes,” replied the veteran.
“There was a stranger with Colonel
Blank—A very rem-a.rl<‘.:zble man, too.
Let me see,” he added thoughtfuliy;
“his name was Major Fa :sworth.
Yes, that was it—‘si‘zijor Farnsivorth.
There they are now,” he added, as two
men entered the reom. "The fellow is
the major.” ’

Mr. Dobbs hastened toward the
strangers. ‘

“Major Farnsworth, I believe,” he.
said, bowing to'one of them, a tall, dig-

 

 

nified man. Dobbs quickly explained _
his errand. I

The major looked pub;

“An uncommonly intelligent man,”
Mr. Dobbs said to his wife when they
were alone. ‘_ >

Mrs. Dobbs was not so easily

pleased.
. “He does seem very agreeable,” she
admitted, “But you can’t trust these
queer people. Why, he might take a
fit any minute and do something ter-
rible, thinking we were his enemies.
Do be on your guard, Nathan.”

After a consultation'the host and
hostess concluded that under the cir-
cumstances it would be wise to keep
watch for the first part of the night at
least.

“Why, he might get up and murder
us all in our beds!” declared Mrs.
Dobbs. _ ~

They quickly laid their plans. Mr.
Dobbs sat on the top stair of the land-
ing in the hall near the door of the ma-
jor’s room. 'Mrs. Dobbs sat in a rock-
ing-chair at the end of the hall, where
she could watch her husband and be
ready to-scre'am at the first sign of
alarm. Even Bridget was called from
her snug bed and placed on guard half
way down the stairs, so that she could
be called upon in case of necessity.

Thus the long hours dragged slowly
on until midnight; there was not a
sound to break the stillness save the
ticking of the clock in the sitting-room
below. Bridget’s head nodded and
sank lower and lower; presently she
paid the penalty of sleeping at her post
by rolling down the stairs and landing
with a shriek and thud in the hall be-
low. Master and mistress hastened to
her side, and to add to their confusion
and alarm the majors surprised face
appeared at the landing above.

“Has anything happened?”
asked quickly.

“Bridget has fallen down stairs,” rc-
plied Mr. Dobbs. “No harm done.”

The major disappeared. ,

“Odd people thesei" he remarked, as
he closed and locked the door after
him. -

Bridget, who, save for a thump on
the head and a good shaking up, was
not hurt, was hurried off to, bed, and
Mr. and Mrs. Dobbs retired to the sit-
ting-room, where they alternately lis-
tened, and dozed; but nothing further
happened to disturb the peace and
quietude of the house.

Breakfast was barely under way the
next morning when Miss Abigail’s
smiling face appeared at the door.

“Aunt Abby at last!” exclaimed Mrs.
Dobbs, with an expression of intense
relief. “I am so glad you have come!”

“Why, Emeline!” said Miss Abigail
quickly. “You look dreadful! What
is the matter?”

“We didn’t sleep a wink last night,”
answered Mrs. Dobbs, “on account of

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“On account of the major!” inter-
rupted Miss Abigail. “What a. pity!
You see I changed my mind and took
him with me, after all, and ”

“Took who with you?” broke in Mrs.
Dobbs with such sharpness that Miss
Abigail stared.

“Why, Major R,” she answered
meekly. “His name is Fleetfoot, but I
call him F. for short. Here he is,” she
added, pointing to a lop-cared, bow-
legged poodle under her arm, which
nobody had noticed. .

Mr. and Mrs. Dobbs gazed at each
other in silence.

“A fine blunder!” said Mr. Dobbs.

Mrs. _Dobbs laughed hysterically,
while her husband explained the situa-
tion fully to his mystified relative.

“As if I would have a real major,
brass buttons and all, following me
about,” said Miss Abigail, in great dis-
gust, when he had finished.

Of course the situation had -to be im-
mediately explained to Major Earns-
worth, and Mr. Dobbs hastened aviay
to make the explanation.

“So that accounts for last night’s
doings,” said the major, laughing. “I
confess I felt a little uneasy myself
part of the time.”

Mr. Dobbs then invited him most
cordially to remain with them during
the encampment, and the invitation
was accepted.

The week that followed was a very
enjoyable one; everybody was
charmed with the genial major. Even
Bridget forgave him her cracked sku'll.
Mrs. Dobbs was especially happy, for
never before had Aunt Abby bestowed
such marked favor upon her.

The week ~drew to a close. On the
afternoon of the last day Miss Abigail,
looking as smiling as a May morning,
came into the sitting-room where Mrs.
Dobbs was busy with her plants.

“Sit down a minute, Emeline,” she
said. “Ifihave something very import-
ant to say to you." ' .

"You know that I have always
thought a great deal of you and Na-
than, Emeline,” continued Miss Abi-
gail.

“And we have always thought the
world of you, Aunt Abby,” she said
warmly.

“I know it, Emeline, so I thought I
would. tell you right away; of course
the others need not know until the last

 

Zl‘ed . Q thin’g.”
4 ' ” " I “Of course not.” echoed Mrs. Dobbs,
DObbS’ Dobbs, he repeated ’beside herself with joy. “ I wouldn’t

thoughtfully. “It must be some old
school friend that I can’t recall for the
moment; you see I have been away
for several years, and I did not know
that I had any freinds living in this
part of the country.”

“The idiot!” thought Mr. Dobbs, in
_“He has forgotten
where he started from this morning,
no wonder Aunt Abby said he was
Odd."

“But I assure you,” added the ma-
jor pleasantly, “that I will gladly ac-
cept your generous invitation.” '

. As they walked toward home Mr.
Dobbs was both Surprised and pleased
by the majorls genial and brilliant.
conversation. He was evidently a man
of education, and had travelled exten-
sively; he 'was. odd only at intervals,

 

 

mention it for the world.”

“Well,” continued Miss Abigail slow-
ly, after a moment’s pause in which
Mrs. Dobbs reached the highest degree
of certainty, “in three months. from to-
day Major Farnsworth and I are to
be married.”

Mrs. Dobbs’s face was a blank; she
caught the arm of the sofa for sup-
port.

“I—I—wish you much happiness, I
am sure,” she gasped.

“I knew you would be pleaset ,” said
Miss Abigail, as she hurried out to
meet the major, Who was coming up
the path. _

"Why, if a piece of the sky had fal-
len I shouldn’t have been more taken
aback,” Mrs. Dobbs said to Nathan af-_
forwards. “And to think it all came

about through Aunt Abby’s change-
‘ I ableness!"
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BE AMIABLE ALWAYS.

ADViCE TO THE WIFE WHICH IS AP-
PLICABLE TO THE HUSBAND.
Good Digestion Waits Ion Appetite and
Appetite on Cheerfulness— Bounding
u‘oml Nature Leads to Health and

Friends, and the Enjoyment of Life.

“livery other country,” says Miss
Parloa, “speaks of that one thing
about Americans. They are always
in a'hurry. we ought to take time to
cultivate use, cheerfulness and pleas-
ant conversation at the table, at least,
for they add more to digestion than
anything else. Nothing brings on in-
digestion so quickly as being irritated,
annoyed and disgusted at» table, and
the housewife should be responsible
for many things cheerful. Make the
table as bright and dainty as possible.
There is no excuse now for ugly, plain
china when you can get dainty things
for the same price. Pick up cups and
Saucers here and there,_and pretty in-
dividual plates. A pretty cup and sau-
ccr, a delicate plate, a dainty centre-
piece, a bunch of flowers, or even just
a bit of grass, will brighten the table
and afford a. pleasant subject of con-
versation. Food is necessary for the
body, but we don’t want to be animals
only. ,

“The food question is a complicated
one, many things entering into its
proper solution. First, there is the cost
depending upon income and What you
can afford to buy. Then the nutritive
value must be considered, the season,
the climate and the age and occupa-
tion of the persons” for whom you are
providing. There are always eccen-
tricities of taste and digestion, and the
oft-repeated ‘it is good for you and you
must eat it,’ when there is a strong
feeling of repugnance for some special
dish, should not be continued. Do not
compel a child to eat things absolutely
distasteful.

“In buying, the market value of
foods does not indicate nutritive value.
A pound of tenderloin is not as nutri-
tious as a pound of flank, on which
account tenderloin should not be given
to an invalid. Knowledge and judg-
ment in buying will supplement 8. slen-
der purse.”

In" selecting meats Miss Parloa ad-
vises the housekeeper to go to market
herself. The larger the family the
more economically they can be fed;
but there is no economy in buying
what is not needed. The longer beef
and mutton can hang after killing an?~
be kept perfectly sweet, the more ten-
der they will be. Lamb and veal, on
the other hand, being immature, spoil
quickly. W '

Queen Olga of Greece.

When Christian William Ferdinand
Adolphus George, second son of the
King of Denmark, accepted the crown
of Greece, he soon bethought himself
that the King of Greece must have a
consort. So he asked Olga, Grand
Duchess, lovely daughter of Grand

Duke Constantine of Russia, to sit bee.
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QUEEN OLGA.

side him, and she came. They were
married in St. Petersburg on October
'27, 1867. He was 22 years old, and
she seven years younger. Even now
the Athenians talk of the home com-
ing of the girl queen. She‘at once
won a warm place in the hearts of her
adopted. people, and she boasts that
she speaks the Greek better than her
native tongue. .

Guarding Sleeping Royalty.

The most extraordinary precautions
are taken in Spain to provide for the
safety of the sovereign at night.

His slumbers are watched through-
out-the night by the Monteros do Espi-
nosa, abody of men who for 4:22!) years
have. enjoyed the exclusive privilege of
guarding of their, royal master or mis
tress from su‘n-set'to sunrise.

They are bound by tradition to \be'
natives of the town of Espinosa, and
to have served with honor in the army.

They lock the palace gates with
much ceremony and solemnity at mid-
night, and open them again at seven
o’clock in the morning.

Their fidelitv to the person of the
sovereign is well tried, and does not
admit of any question—Harper's
Round Table.

A 'Dummy Editor.

“Japanese journalism,” says a mis-
sionary’s wife, “is a singular profes-
sion in many of its features. There
is practically no such thing as free-
dom of the press in Japan. Whenever
a newspaper publishes something un-A
friendlyto the Government, it is sup-
pressed, and the editor is sent to pris-
on. The real editor is never impris-
oned, though. Every newspaper has
what the Japanese call a ‘dummy ed-
!tor.‘ and it is his sole duty'to go to
jail every time the paper is suppressed
for offending ‘the-‘Mikado. Then the
real editor changes the name of 'the
pagael and keeps on publishing it.
Dummy editors spend most of their
time in" pl'ISOD.—BN&“7 York. Tribune.-

Tlie Laundress :

“ I will only stay on

one condition, ma’am.

Soap in every package.
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AN APPRECIATIVE AUDIENCE

All Experience of Chopin’s \Vhen a Young
Man Traveling in Poland.

When the great composer and pianist
Chopin was a young man, and his
name was just beginning to be well
known, he was traveling through Po-

gland with a friend, and was one day

snow-bound, some good natured peas-
ant sucCeeded in getting his carriage
out of a great snowdrift and piloting
the travelers to the post house, where
they were to change horses. As they
entered the little house Chopin went
to the piano, and, striking a few chords
exclaimed joyfully, “Santa Cecelia. the
piano is. in tune!" and seated himself
at the instrument. As he sat there in}-
stood watching him with mingled
whether they are lOVers of music” said
Chopin to his friend, and thereupon
he began to play his fantasia on Polish
hrs. The peasants stood in rapt si.
Ttnce, heir eyes fixed on the pianist’s
dying fingers and their faces irradiated
“.‘iiili pleasure. Suddenly the postmas-
._\‘: announced, “The horses are_l‘eady!”
Chopin sprang up to leave, but a doZen
voices cried, “Finish that wonderful
piece—finish it!” And the postmaster,
who had heard only a few bars, said
pleading-ly, “I’ll give you courier,
horses, everything you want, if you
will remain just a little while.’ The
fantasia was finished, and at last the
pianist was allowed to depart, though
with many expressions of sorrow from
the enraptured group. Years after-
wards, wheu all Paris fell under the
charm of his spell, Chopin often re-
called the tribute paid to him by the
peasants in that Polish inn.

 

Sllou'lii do Ilia Own Drinking.
\Mr . Resentment—Don’t you think
Colonel, that in married life a woman
Jught to help carry her husbanr ’s.
ioad? ‘

eases I think it would be hardly prop-
9r.—New York Journal.

 

Goals of Fire. ~

“It has pained me to punish you,
Paul. Rem-ember that the wicked-
ness of the son makes the grey hair
)f the parent!”

“Boo-hoe! What‘s bad boy you must
have been! Look at poor grand-dad
)ver therew-boo-hoo!”

 

provising the peasants stole in and}

I stand. that under no circumstances

Col. Bourbon—Well, madam, in some .

 

Flowers as‘an Antiseptic?

It is said that the odors of flowers
are antiseptic and that during epidem-
ics the workmen in perfume factories
are exempt from disease. ;

Some essences are good for the
nerves. Ambergris, it is said, has the
power to clear the brain and induce
thought. Musk used in infinitesimal
quantities acts as a tonic. Citron and
aloes are soothing to the nerves. Strong
perfumes, as a rule, are stimulating,
while strange, subtle odors incline to
drowsiness. .

A chemist believes that each scent
can be symbolized by a musical note,
and a French romanticist says, on in-
haling the fragrance of flowers on
shore and the strains of music borne
on the air from the deck of a vessel,
“I could not tell whether I breathed

ctfiltifmleni and delight. “We 511““ see I music or heard flowers,”-——,Philadelphi§

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Where She Drew the (Air) Line. "T

He (tenderly)—I love to think of on!
future, with its castles in the air.

She (with sudden animation)——Now,
Tom, I want you to distinctly under-
, _,_ 7 , pill
I consent to live above the fourth
storyl-New York Journal. f?

The Cheerful Idiot. £29,

“I had the inflammatory rh-e‘umatisni
so bad once,” said the elderly boarder,
“that they had to call in a consults:
tion of four physician-s. ”

“Sort of a joint commission, eh?”
asked the cheerful idiot—Indianapolis
Journal.

UNDER CONSIDERATION.

Ledger.

 

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Mother. —Tommy, if you are not good
I’ll send you to bed without your sup-
per. ~ -

Tommy.—What you goin’ to have for
supper?

 

 

 

 

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