. s».- saw...” . AN INDICTMENT. LOW brewed woman that stole my love! Fairer than 1 —-less true! You fooled him first with your wily tongue And your eyes’ deceitful blue. You looked in his, till you made him swear His first love was all a dream; While you let him toy with your yellow hair. And bask in your smile‘s false gleam. Well-a-day for your eyes so bright'. “’eeping has made mine dim; You would smile on, though he lay in his grave - I could have died for him. —Hartford Times. Typhoid and Diphtheria. I think there is always either in typhoid : fever or diphtheria some local cause. It is often very difficult to get at. The common cause of typhoid fever is contamination through the water supply. It is very feebly contagious from one to another, if at all, - though there is slight danger through the ex.- crement. Sewer gas does not generally gen- erate typhoid, it is more apt to generate diphtheria. The theory of Pettenkofer. the German scientist, is that wherever the water supply reaches a certain low level, in the warm season, and when we have rapid dc- composition of the water, and in consequence of this deficient water supply the poison be- comes concentrated. There is no doubt but that there is a great deal of truth in this. Diphtheria is due to a special poison, and the common source is through infection, but I believe it is often produced by the accumu- lation of animal and vegetable poisons, de- compositions; for instance, damp and musty cellars, ill ventilated and old vaults. The epidemic of diphtheria at Elsrnere, England, was traceable to the accumulations of human excreta under the school house. These poi- sons escape through the sewer, which is the common lodgment of them, through leaks in the pipe where thq plumbing is bad. Then the rooms of the houses are artificially heat- ed, and people are kept where the poison is. New York has been free from diphtheria for twenty—five years, and We have more or less of it every year. The common remedy for diphtheria is to avoid the danger by infec— tion and have perfect cleanliness of the prem- ms, and the best common law in reference to typhoid fever is to have pure food and pure water.—Dr. George B. Orr inCincinnati Eu- quirer. Actor and Archbishop. His grace of Canterbury. after expressing his emphatic disapproval of children making anexhibition of themselves upon the stage or anywhere else, drew a contrast between the happy, innocent and Christian life of the choir boys to that of the unhappy theater child. “The choir boy,” he continued, “goes to God’s house with his heart full of religious sentiment, to sing God’s praise. In school choir boys are invariably the best boys, and inafter life they do not forget their early Christian training, which so admirably fits them for the battle of life they are called upon to fight. It is both unfair and unkind to infer that choir boys make an exhibition of themselves. They sing for the glory of God in a building which is set apart for God’s worship. This is not the case with theatre children. They sing or act because they are hired to do so and not for any feel- ing of reverence for their art.” “There I venture,” broke in Mr. Irving, “to entirely disagree with your grace. With most children the theatre is their church, just as much as the cathedral is the choir boys’ church. They. moreover, learn grace and deportment on the theatre boards, and are taught to sing and speak properly. Surely this counts for something.” The archbishop was silent. “W'ith respect to the choir boys,” contin- ued . Irving, “I have attended many ca- thedrals, and I am sorry to say that I have not noticed that the boys were dominated by that religious fervor of which your grace so eloquently speaks.” “I am sorry. Mr. Irving,” rejoined the archbishop, “to hear you say so.”—London Mirror. “Peter’s Stable.” Travelers in Tipperary are shown a singular survival of ancient architecture and are told how it came to be called “Peter’s Stable.” This Peter was a favorite horse of one of the old Irish kings, and was given by him to a country baron as a reward for exceptional loyalty. Peter was intelligent to a degree, and frequently saved children’s lives in a variety of ways. He came to his death when at his prime by over zeal in the cause of humanity. His master’s wife was attacked by a ferocious horse, which threw her to the ground and would have trampled her todeath had not Peter galloped up and beaten the brute off. While the lady’s rescuer was stand- ing over her, the baron came up and, con- cluding that Peter was the assailant, ordered the noble brute shot. The sentence was exe- cuted before the baroness recovered conscious- ness and explained the occurrence-St. Louis Globe-Democrat. The Attraction. The talented lady who is the guardian angel of The Norway Advertiser owns a hand- some cedar boat, finished with shellac and fastened with shining copper nails. She is an able sportswoman, and while fishing on Lake Pennesseewassee she noticed that the black bass insisted on following her boat about, while refusing to take the fly. Evidently they were attracted by something. The first and most natural inference of other observers was that this was a tribute to the fair fisher- woman; but an examination of the intcrior of a bass showed that he had been feeding on a beetle that resembled in color the copper nail heads in the boat. It was not a very long jump to the conclusion that the bass mistook nails for bugs, only to find out that alllis not grub that glitters.—Lewiston J our- na . Blood of the Presidents. Eight of the twenty-three presidents were certainly of English origin: Washington, the two Adamses, the two Harrisons, Tyler, Tay- lor and Lincoln. Fillmore’s name indicates equally English or Celtic blood, and Pierce’s biographers do not trace his ancestry. Seven American presidents were of Irish blood: Madison, whose mother, Eleanor Conway. was an Irish woman; Jackson, the hero of New Orleans; Polk, Buchanan, Johnson. Ar- thur and Cleveland, who was Irish on the maternal side. Three were Scotch, Monroe, Grant and Hayes; one, Jefferson, was of Welsh ancestry; one. Van Buren, of Dutch; one, Garfield, of German, and on his mother’s s‘idte of French Huguenot blood. —Boston Bud- ge Portable Ink. Pads of portable ink may be had at some of the stationers or dealers in such supplies, in various places. The plan is of German ori- gin, and at one time was used in this country, though this was, as well as we remember, ten or more years ago, and it may have fallen mto disuse, though it certainly should be ' quite a boon to travelers. The portable ink can readily be made by any one by simply obtaining some aniline color of the desired tint, making a strong solution of the same in a little alcohol, immersing in the solution suit- ably cut strips of absorbent paper, and allow- ing these to dry, when they will be ready for :fin the manner above described—Paper NORWALK n I Curious Facts About the Finger Nails. Medical Classics is authority for the follow- ' ing curious and interesting statements in re- gard to the growth of the finger nails. They will be new to most readers: ; The average rate of growth of the finger ‘ nails has been estimated at one millimeter, or two-fifths of a line per week; a rate quad- ruple that of the toe nails, which require four 3 weeks to grow the same length. This growth j continues with little variation, even during f disease, but the portion of the nail then ' formed is thinner and deficient. in strength. , In sudden and acute diseases, and in those ; accompanied with extreme debility, this i attenuation is sufficient to mark the nails l with deep, transverse grooves, the upper sur- . face of which is abrupt and clearly marked. In scrofulous subjects these marks, together with peculiar variegations, are very com- monly observable. Extreme anxiety and : mental depression have the same effect on the g nails as physical disease. It is interesting to watch the history of a case of disease as recorded upon the finger nails. When we look at the patient’s nails we see on each of them a distinct ridge, show- ing that the portion of the nail which has grown since the acute attack is much thinned out. Take, for instance, a man in whom an acute double pneumonia occurred a few weeks ago. You will see on his finger nails the ridge showing the acuteness of the at— tack. This is quite distinct, and is seen on all of the nails. These marks are very inter— esting and tell us a perfectly straight story. They will remain for at least two years. If a person tells you that be has broken his arm within eighteen mon' 45, you will see the ridges on the nails of the nan-l of the alfected side, while they will be absent on those of the other side. If you are told that a patient has had typhoid fever, look at his nails, and if the statement is correct, you will find the ridges. The more acute the illness the sharper will be the ridge. IVhen the illness comes on, the nutrition of the body, includinyliiat of the nail, ceases We all know abou hair falling out after a disease like typh d fever. It only begins to fall after the growth has recommcnced and the hair is coming up out of the follicle. The nail is a much more enduring evidence of disease. If there has been an acute rheu- mutism coming on within a few hours, with a temperature of 104 or 105 degs., the nail will be cut down sharply. The nails look as though they had been cut across. In typhoid fever, when the disease comes on gradually, there is no such sharp cutting out of the nail. There will rather be an area of thinning, which will not be seen until the nail grows beyond the white mark at its base. Greenland Seals. Young seals are brought forth on large floating fields of ice in March. The baby seals are born with white hair, which soon changes to a soft, silky brown fur, and they nestle on their frozen beds of ice as long as they are suckled by their mothers. When from 5 to 6 years old they can exist in water. Then they begin to follow their mothers about, much after the fashion of human ba— bies, for their attention and the food of fish, which they most dutifully provide. During this period the mother seal is an alert and hardy fisher. She will attack the most active fish of these waters, save the shark, and we had the testimony of Capt. Deschamps that instances have been known where battles hetWeen the food hunting mother seals and these rapacious ruffians of the deep resulted in the defeat and death of the latter. They are powerful animals, and will force them— selves up the most rugged salmon leaps to attack the largest salmon. When the young seals are 5 to 6 months old they are left to shift for themselves. Nor are they given up gradually. Of a sudden the mother seems to determine that sufficient time and energy have been ex- pended upon them. Instantly she is a stranger to the cub, and any further attempts at inti- macy are resented in the most savage manner. The Gulf of St. Lawrence and the Newfound- land coves begin to fill with great herds of Greenland seals in November. During the entire whiter these break up into lesser herds Here they remain until after the breeding time is past, straggling along the coast until May or June, when they disappear into the Atlantic and head for Hudson’s and Bafiin’s bays. Their migrations are as regular as those of birds, and incomparably more cer- tain than those of the herring and mackerel. The harbor seals (phoca vitulina) are found along these coasts at all seasons of the year, and as our schooner threads the mazes of coastwise islands, or glides past reef and ledge of jutting headland, they are constantly seen in their seemingly lifeless baskings in the sun upon shelving rocks, occasionally turning and flapping their shining flippers as if for easier position in their siesta, or skimming through shallow water and surfs, while turning their almost human heads from side to side, like a bevy of surprised and questioning mermaids, astonished at our approach and untimely in- trusion—Labrador Cor. New Orleans Pica- yune. The Bees and the Law. The supreme court of the state of New York has decided that it is a trespass for honey bees to revel in flowers growing upon land not belonging to the owner of the bees. The ruling is just, but the fun will begin when the owner of the land tries to avail himself of this law and to find out just whose bees are standing on their heads in his flowers or pirating the honey from his own bees in his own buckwheat field. There are diflicul- ties in the way of his getting his wife to stitch his initials in the wings of all bees from his own apiary, as she would mark the corners of his handkerchiefs or the northern zone of his stockings. Nor would it be a pleasant job to use a rubber stamp and mark each one of his honey making insects. The latter would object to this—pointedly. Cattle may be branded, and sad eyed sheep can be frescoed with a brush and paint, but the bee is not formed by nature to wear 9 monogram of its owner. Neither has nature fitted the bee with a safe handle whereby it could be held while undergoing the process of marking. The most amiable boy would decline holding a has for such or any other purpose. at least would refuse to hold more than one. Even to catch and insert a healthy bee in a device made for the holding process would entail pleasant results to the catcher. The tres- passing of honey bees in New York state will go on in spite of the supreme court, and the busy and buzzing trespassers will go un- stamped.-—Pittsburg Bulletin. Too Fresh. Jones was sitting on the front steps of an Austin mansion one night, waiting for his sweetheart to come out. She knew what time to come, and Jones didn’t wish to ring the bell for fear of alarming the old folks. Presently he heard the door open", and the old man muttered something about some- body’s being “too fresh.” “Did you address yourself to me?” asked Jones, springing up with a flashing eye. “No,” replied the old gentleman, mildly; “I was speaking of the paint on the steps. It was put there only this afternoon.” Jones found with dismay that the statement was true, and it only required about two /minutas for him to reach his room and soap and water.—Texas Sittings. in search of icebergs upon which to live.“ GAZETTE, WEDNESDAY OCTOBEIIQ, 1883. A TRAGEDY OF MT. BLANC. RECITAL OF THE HORRIBLE EVENT OF SEPTEMBER, 1870. 1 A Party of Eleven Lost, Including Three Americans —— Overtaken by a Blinding Snow Storm—The Message Penciled by a. Dying Baltimorean. It was about 4 o’clock in the afternoon that we entered the village of Chamouni in 1870, and halted at our hotel. As we did we no- ticed that something unusual had occurred. Groups of men and women were standing around in the little square in front of the vi]- lage church, all earnestly discussing some ap- parently important matter. Many of the women were weeping, and there was a shade of sadness on all the faces that attracted our notice. At first we attributed it to the war that was raging only a few leagues away. We were not long in learning the truth, however, for we had hardly descended from the diligence before the terrible announce— ment was made that eleven men had been lost. on Mt. Blane. WHY THERE \VAS WEEPING. An intelligent English gentleman, who had been at Chamouni some time and was conversant with the facts, told us the sad story. He said that on the previous Monday morning—this was W'ednesday, Sept. 7— three travelers, two of whom were Ameri- cans, had started with three guides and five porters for the top of the mountain. ‘ Their names were John C. Randall, of Quincy, Mass; Dr. James B. Beane, of Baltimore, Md, and G. M. Corkendale, a Scotch clergy— man. The three guides were the best and most reliable in the village, namely: John Balmat, Joseph Bretton and August Cottet—all well known and esteemed by the professional mountain climbers of that time. The party had reached the Grand Mulets and spent the night of. Monday there, setting the usual signal to inform the dwellers below of their safe arrival. On Tuesday morning they completed the ascent and reached the sum- mit, spending the usual time there. On the afternoon of that day they were seen slowly descending the upper part of the mountain. They looked like flies crawling over a. white sheet. All at once, he said, there seemed to be a veil thrown over them, and they van- ished from his sight, never to be seen again. At first not much anxiety was felt in the valley. as slight snow storms are not uncom- mon at that season. But when night came on, and there were no signals set at the Grand Mulets, or any lights to be seen about the little but Where they should have spent the second night, fears began to take shape that some terrible catastrophe had taken place. As soon as the people had partially recov:. ered from the shock occasioned by a realiza- tion of what had occurred, the maire of the village, who was also the chief guide. called for volunteers to go in search of the missing men. How forlorn a hope it was may be in- ferred from the fact he would accept no married man, neither any who were over thirty years of age. It was about 5 o’clock when these volunteers, thirty in number, with packs of clothing and provisions on their backs, coils of ropes and axes over their shoulders. and alpenstocks in their hands, gathered in front of the maire’s office to get their final? instructions. That night there came on, about 8 o’clock, a tempest of wind and rain, accompanied by thunder and lightning, such as I have rarely listened to or witnessed, except in the Swiss Alps. The next morning, looking from our hotel Windows, we saw that snow had fallen upon the mountain sides far down toward the valley, and we instinctively felt that the efforts of the brave volunteers must have been fruitless, even if they themselves had not fallen a. sacrifice to the fury of the ele- ments. But about 10 o’clock that forenoon they were seen emerging from the woods, and were soon greeting their friends, yet with saddened faces. They reported that they had reached a. considerable height when the storm suddenly overtook them—a storm not of wind and rain, as we had it, but a fierce tempest of wintry sleet and snow. They had spent the night under the best shelter they could find—and small choice it was—and early next morning had proceeded on their upward journey. It was not far, however, that they could go, for the show had fallen in such quantities that not only were all land- marks and paths obliterated, but it was im- possible to make any progress without ino— mentary danger of being hurled into some abyss which could not be avoided, because hidden under a treacherous covering of snow. They knew, also, too well, that no human be— ing could have survived such a night and such a tempest at a point above that which they had reached. THE TERRIBLE SEQUEL. And now, dear reader, you know why there was weeping and wailing that afternoon of Sept. 7, among the women and children, aye, and men, too, of Chamouni. Eight of their best and bravest citizens had been wiped out of existence as suddenly as if the earth had opened and swallowed them up. Some of them left families and some aged parents dependent upon them for support. It was several weeks afterward that I learned the sequel to this terrible affair. A week or more elapsed before it was deemed practicable to attempt another search for the missing men, and then only with the bare ex- pectation of finding and bringing down their lifeless bodies. There was no other hope Fifty of the most experienced mountaineers of the village were detailed for this purpose; and after a long and tedious search they came upon the stiffened corpses of several of the party, among which were those of Dr. Beans and Mr. Corkcudale. They were in a. sitting posture, as though they had sat down to rest, and so had perished. In the cold hands of Dr. Beans was found a note book bearing several dates, the last of which was that terrible night of Sept. 7. The record stated that they had been two days in the midst of a terrible snow storm; that they had had trouble with their guides and the party had become separ— ated. They were conscious that they were lost, for the record closed as follows: “We have dug a grotto in the snow at a height of 15,000 feet. I have no hope of desceeding, my feet are frozen, and .I am exhausted. I have only strength to write these words. I die behaving in Jesus Christ, with the sweet thought of my family, my friendships, and all. I hope we shall meet in hpaven.” Dr. Beans was a highly esteemed. young physician of Baltimore, and had in his possesion letters from prominent oflicials connected with the Smithsonian institution. The object of his visit to Chamouni and his fatal ascent of the mountain was mainly for scientific investiga— tion. Mr. Randall, who perished at the same time, but whose body was notrecovered, I be- lieve. until some days after, was a. well known resident of Quincy, and I think was treas- urer of a savings bank—Boston Transcript. A Flood Sufierer. “You look played out,” said the proprietor of the paper to the managing editor. “Yes; I’m a. flood sufferer.” “A flood sufferer ?” “Yes; I’m flooded with manuscripts.”— Merchant Traveler. ' ANGLOMANIA IN EATING. Some Plain Talk About the Finlcky Ways of Overly Dainty People. ‘ The Anglo-Saxons are afraidto use their fingers to eat with, especially the English. Thanks to this hesitation, I have seen in the course of my travels in the old world many distressing sights. I have seen a lady --at- tempt to eat crawfish (ecrevisse) with a. knife and fork, and abandon the attempt in de— spair. I have also seen men in the same fix. I have seen—oh, barbarous and cruel spec- taclcl—Anglo-Saxons, otherwise apparently civilized, cut off the points of asparagus, and eat these points only with a fork, thus leav- ing the best part of the vegetable on their plates. As for artichokes, they generally utterly defeat the attacks of those who trust only to the knife and fork. Fingers must be used for eating certain things, notably asparagus, artichokes, fruit, olives, radishes, pastry, and even small fried fish; in short, everything which will not dirty or grease the fingers may be eaten with the fingers. For my own part, I prefer to eat lettuce salad with my fingers rather than with a fork, and Queen Marie Antoinette and other ladies of the Eighteenth century were of my way of thinking. If the ladies could only see how pretty is their gesture when their diaphanous forefinger and thumb grasps a leaf of delicate green lettuce, and raises that leaf from the porcelain plate to their rosy lips, they would all immediately take to eating salad a la Marie Antoinette. Only bear in mind, good ladies, that if you do wish to eat lettuce salad with your fingers you must mix your salad with oil and vinegar, and not with that abominable ready made white “salad dressing,” to look upon which is nau- seating. May heaven preserve us from excessive An- glomania in matters of table service and eat- ing. The English tend to complicate the cat- ing tools far too much. They have too many forks for comfort, and the forms of them are too quaint for practical utility. Certainly silver dessert knives and forks are very good in their way, because they are not susceptible to the action of fruit acids, but it is vain and clumsy to attempt to make too exclusive use of the knife and fork in eating fruit. Don‘t imitate, for instance, certain ultra correct English damsels who eat cherries with a fork and swallow the stones because they are too modest, or rather too asinine, to spit them out on to the plate. Eating is not a thing to - be ashamed of. To thoroughly enjoy a peach you must bite it, and feel the juicy perfumed flesh melt in your mouth. But let the Anglo- maniacs say what they please, there is no ne- cessity of sticking a. fork into the peach,- and peeling it while so impaled, as if it were an ill favored and foul object. A peach is as beautiful to the touch as it is to the eye; a peach held between human fin- gers has its beauty enhanced by the beauty of the fingers. However dainty and ornate the silver dessert knife and fork may be, it always irritates me to see people out up their peaches, or pears, or apricots, or what not. into cubes and parallelopipeds, as if dessert were a branch of conic sections. Imitate Marie Antoinette, ladies; use your fingers more freely; eat decently, of course, but do not be the slave of silly Anglomania or New- port crazes. To eat a pear or an apple con- veniently, cut it into quarters, and peel each quarter in turn as you eat it. The peach, too, can be cut into quarters, if the eater is timid. Apricots do not need peeling, nor plums either. Would you be bold efi'ough to peel afresh. fig, or to touch such wdeli'cate fruit even with the purest silver instruments? —Theodore Child in Harper’s Bazaar. Carlo' in 'l'éars. “He had been owned by Rev. B. C. Phelps, a Methodist preacher, stationed at Danielson— ville, Conn,” responded the major, who does dot hesitate,having told a story twenty times, to tell it twenty-one times. “When Mr. Phelps was removed to another charge he made me a present of him. The dog took kindly enough to me, as yellow dogs always do to small boys. and we struck up a great friendship and had glorious old times hunt- ing woodchucks and rabbits. It was ‘hunt- ing without a gun,’ but with Carlo’s help I captured lots of game, such as it was. The dog had not appeared to mind parting from his former owner, and as time went by I took it for granted that he had forgotten that he ever owned any other master than myself. “One day, it must have been a year after- ward, we had been on a hard campaign against the woodchucks, and I reached home just at sundown. As I Went into the house by one door Mr. Phelps entered by another; he had been an intimate friend of my father’s and now walked right in without any cere- mony. After greetings by my father and mother, and just as Phelps was seating him- self, Carlo came running‘in without noticing that he was there. ‘Why, Carlo,’ said Mr. Phelps. The dog stopped, looked, and, with a bound, was in his old master’s lap and lay across his knees motionless, with his head hanging down, while tears rolled down from his eyes and dropped on the floor. Well, sir, at seeing the dog weep Phelps himself choked, and the tears came into his eyes. Father, he followed suit, and I heard something that sounded like a sob from mother.”——Forest and Stream. In Fa'fii'ous names. _. Did you ever notice how common to great names the initial “W” is? No? Then just run your eye over the following list: William Shakespeare, lValter Raleigh, William Black- stone, John Wesley, George Whitefield, Will- iam Penn, Roger Williams, James Watt, William Wilberforce, William Cowper, Will- iam Wordsworth, Richard Whately, George lVashington, Joseph W'arren, William Pitt, I’Vellington, William M. Thackeray, Winfield Scott, \Villiam Henry Harrison, Daniel Webster, Washington Irving, W. E. Chan- ning, William H. Seward, Wendell Phillips. Henry TV. Longfellow, John G. Whittier, William Cullen Bryant, Oliver Wendell Holmes, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Henry Ward Beecher, Walt Whitman, W. E. Gladstone, George William Curtis, William M. Evarts, William T. Sherman, and others too numer- ous to mention. I defy any one to produce an equally illustrious list of names with any one of the other twenty-five letters of the alphabet common to all—New York Graphic. Have you a Pittsburgh, Rochester, Duplex, or a Stu- dent Lamp? . Do they work satisfactorlly? Do your Lamp ‘Chimneys break? ' You get the wrong sort! The RIGHT ones are the “PEARL GLASS,” made by Geo. A. Macbeth & Co., Pitts- burgh, vmakers of the cele- brated “Pearl-top”@ lamp- chimney, which' . have given universal satisfaction. A Great Surprise Is in store for all who use Kemp’s Bal- sam for the throat and lungs; the great guaranteed remedy. Would you believe that it is sold on its merits and that any druggist is authorized by the proprietor of this wonderful remedy to give 'you a sam. ple bottle free ? It never fails to cure acute or chronic coughs. All druggists sell Kemp’s Balsam. Large bottles 50c. and $1. Painstakiug Philosopher-—"Persistcnt, careful thought will enable a man to do almost anything, they say.” Exhausted Collector—"No it won’t, either. I’ve been thinking permstently and patiently for five years past, and I can’t get you to pay that bill.” ' How nice Miss Bell is looking, Addie. Yes, Helen. Why, only a year ago her face was completely covered with pimples laud botches and sores. that she owed her nice, clear complexion to her using Sulphur Bitters. Well, Clara, I shall try them too. The cat, after making its protest, fre- quently rises to give some additional claws to its argument. Pain and dread attend the use of most catarrh remedies. Liquids and snuffs are unpleasant as well as dangerous. Ely’s Cream Balm is safe, pleasant, easily ap- plied into the nostrils, and a sure cure. It cleanses the nasal passages and heals the inflamed membrane, giving relief at once. .Price 500. You hardly realize that it is medicine, when taking Carter’s Little Liver Pills; they are very small; no bad effects; all troubles from torpid liver are relieved by their use. If you are tired of taking the large old- fashioned griping pills, and are satisfied that purging yourself till you are weak and sick is not good commod sense, then try Carter’s Little Liver Pills and learn how easy it is to be free from biliousness, headache, constipation and all liver trou- bles. These little pills are smaller, easier to take, and give quicker relief than any pill in use. Forty in a vial. One a. dose. Price 25 cents. This year’s style—Treasurer’s accounts are being worn very short this season. 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Paine’s Celery Compound is a unique tonic and appetizer. Pleasant t9 the taste, quick in its action, and without any injurious elIect, it gives that rugged health which makes everything taste good. It cures dyspepsia and kindred disorders. Physicians prescribe it. $1.00. Six for $6.00. Drugglsts. WELLS, RICHARDSON 8t 00., Burlington, Vt. Color anything any color. DIAMOND 0 YES Never Fail! Always sure! You: Hufigry Spring medicine means more fiw—a—days than it did ten years ago. The winter of 1888—89 hasleft the nerves all jagged out. The nerves must be strengthened, the blood purified, liver and bowels regulated. Palne’s Celery Compound— the Spring 1ne¢licine of to-day—does all this. as nothing else can. Prescribed by Physicians, Recommended by Druggists, Endorsed by Ministers, Guaranteed by the Manufacturers to be The Best Spring Medicine. “In the spring of $87 I was all run down. I would get up in the' morning with so tired a feeling, and was so weak that I could hardly get around. 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