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DAILY ENQUIRER' - SUN: COLUMRUS, GEORGIA, SUNDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER 1*. 1886,
II etrt-Hungry.
Heart-hungry, and oh! ho tired of a constant war
with Fate—
Wearied by daily struggles with surroundings
that we hate—
No peace, no rest from longing—the still watches
of the night
Give no respite from the torturing thoughts that
waken with the light.
Day in, day out, night after night.no matter how
or when
We try to »scape the shadow or forget the rest
less pain —
To aching he ;rt and weary brain therecomes the
old, old story -
“It might have been”~but so we lost life’s
crowning glory.
To you, pc chance, hope gave her brightest
smiles-
Love and ambition lured you on with gay, co
quet isb wiles;
Knowledge, with tenfold power, spurred you 'n
to win the race.
And Fortune beamed upon you with her charm
ing, winsome face.
Life seemed so full of promise, so free from ca e
and thrall,
That you never thought of trouble or that on
you it could fall.
Ah. nic! the sorrow of it! that fear and joy should
end,
That heart and mind and body ’neath burdens
strong must bend.
Too strong to break, they only sway and bend
beneath the blow
That shattered all your happy dreams and gave
their place to woe,
Hearts do not break, though filled with deepest,
blackest grief,
Nor will oblivion come at will to give the brain
relief;
Oh! the pity of it, that one must suffer, yet be
strong;
Must bear a brave and smiling face through hours
dark and long,
Nor seem to yield the battle to a stern, relentless
foe,
Though the brain is taxed to madness, and the
heart is filled with woe.
“It might have been”—“it cannot be”—were
ever words so cruel
As those that crushed your dreams and hopes,
and robbed you of your jewel!
Love? Crushed and dead. Hope! Ah! gone for
ever;
Ambition? Not dead, but slumbering. Faith?
Ah, never
More to cheer the weary, will she sing the old
refrain,
For the waking hours are dreary and the nights
are filled with pain,
To aching heart and burdened brain she tells the
old, old story —
“It might have been”—and so, ah, mel we lose
life’s crowning glory.
—Marie Flaucke.
CENA.
BY ELLA THOMAS.
“It's a (food thing for Luke that he did
not take this road,” and the speaker’s face
lowered; “ef I thought he was a hangin’
around here tryin’ to coax you off, he’d
fare worse than I ’low old Vestal Green
will fer informin’ on my still, fer I only
mean to put a bullet plumb thru Vestal
the first chance I get, but if I was ter
ketch Luke here, I tear him inter inch
pieces.”
The girl’s eyes flashed. “You’ve no call
to talk that way, Rube,” she said hotly.
“Luke Glover’s nothin’ t me. I never
aared for any man but you, as I’ve told
you before, an’ if you can’t believe me,
we’d better each go our own way.”
“Don’t say that, Cena,” and the hand
some, passionate face softened. “I own
I’m jealous, but it’s cause you’re more
than the hull world to me, an’ if Luke’s
nothin’ to you, he can’t say the same, an’
it makes me hate him. ”
“Oh Rube, I wish,” said Cena, her indig
nation vanished before her lover’s explan
ation; “you wouldn’t be so suspicious, you
don’t know that Vestal Green informed
on you.”
“I know it well enough,” the smoulder
ing fire kindling again, “if he didn’t I’d
like ter know who else did.”
And then his glance came back to the
dark-eyed,red lipped girl beside him, whose
clear, pale face, as he had said, held for
him all the sweetness of earth, and for the
time savage jealousy and dark suspicion
were all forgotten.
“What was you uns and Luke quarrel
ing about, out at the gate?” asked
grandmother Willits as Cena re-entered
the house.
For a moment Cena leaned on her grand
mother’s chair, and looked out through
the open window at the opposite moun
tain behind which the sun was sinking,
while shadows already filled the valley be
tween, before she answered slowly.
“Rube saw Luke Glover start up the west
fork road last night an’ was jealous he’d
been here.”
The old woman shook her head.
“You’d better let Rube Proctor alone,”
she said oracularly, “a jealous man’s the
most unreasonable critter on earth, and
the Lord knows it’s hard to find a worse
’un than Rube. There’s bad blood in the
Proctors, bad blood. Old Jim Proctor,
Rube’s grands’r, had a feud with the
Kari’s; they said he killed three on ’em,
aud one day he was found dead with a bul
let through himj and Pete, Rube’s father,
had a grudge agin Loman Middeaugh, an’
nobody ever knew what become o’ Lo
man, and after the great freshet Pete was
found in a tree drowned dead. The Proc
tors don’t live nor die like other folks, an’
you’d best let Rube alone.”
But Cena paid no heed to her grand
mother’s croak. As she told Rube, she
had loved nobody but him, and it may be
loved him all the better for his stormy na
ture. At any rate she married him, and
went to live at his home, a lonely spot on
the opposite mountain. A year had passed,
whose undisturbed happiness seemed to
prove the falsity of >-00110 foreboding,
wheu one afternoon as Rube was crossing
a voung cornfield on his homeward way
he fancied he caught a glimpse at the edge
ol' the timber nearest the house of the fig
ure of a man disappearing in the under
growth, while a woman with Cena’s sun-
bonnet and Cena’s step—in 'short, Cena’s
very self, turned away. The hot blood
surged into his face and the old passionate
jealousy that had lain dormant aroused it
self in full strength, and it was with bard
set teeth that striding into the house he
demanded: "Who was that a sneakin’in
to the wood lot you uns had been out to
As Ceua bent over the fire a flush deeper
than the heat reddened her cheek as she
answered hurriedly: “It was only the
brindle calf, you see, Rube. I was out to
the wood lota feediu’ the critter.”
Rube gave an incredulous snort ns he
turned on his heel, with every fibre of his
suspicious nature on the alert; nor had he
long to wait. A few days later as he was
hastening home to escape a storm cloud
rising dark and fast over the mountain, he
saw Cena again at the edge of the timber,
this time handing a covered basket to a
man, who was lost among the trees before
at the distance he could recognize him.
Cena had hardly re-entered the house
when Rube burst in on her and seizing her
arm with a cruel grasp,’ sneered: “So you
have been feedin’ that calf agin, an’ giv it
a basket to carry away. I caught you at
it, an’ now,” with a sudden (lame of pas
sion, “who was that man?”
There was a beseeching look in Cena’s
eyes as she raised them to him, but she an
swered firmly, “Rube, I can’t tell, I prom
ised not ter.”
“You can’t, eh? Well, if I should guess
Luke Glover I reckon I should come pretty
nigh.”
Cena’s voice trembled. “Rube, I’ve
never had a thought that wan’t true to
you. You never had any call to be jealous
of Luke, an’ never less than now, for I
hain’tseen him in months.”
“Then why don’t yer tell?”
“It’s ter save life, an’ I promised not
ter.”
He filing her from him. “Yer can do ns
yer like,” he said savagely, “but yer can’t
statin this bo use no longer if yer don’t
She pave a little cry. “Rube, yer don’t
mean it.. I’ve been n lovin’ faithful wife
ter ye, won’t yer believe me now?”
“Yer can tell or go,” was his harsh an
swer. “An’ if yer go remember it is ter
stay.”
“Don’t say that," she pleaded. “You’ll
be sorry when it’s too late. Wait till to
morrow.”
“ V r uau tell or go, an’ go now.”
Without another word Cena took
her sun-bonnet from the nail, and with
one lingering look around the little house
opened the door aud passed out.
Left alone Rube threw himself face
downward on the home-made, lounge.How
long he lay there, tossed and torn with the
passion of his jealousy and love and mise
ry, he did not know, before a terrific crash
of thunder roused him. The storm had
come; the wind tore limbs from the trees,
the rain name in sheets, and the light
ning flashed and thunder crushed us
though a battle of Titans was being fought.
Rube started to his feet with the cry
Where was Cena? It was four miles down
the mountain across the valley to her
home, in his rage Rube had forgotten the
storm, aud in the storm he forgot his rape,
his nmd jealousy, everything but the wild
anxiety as to her whereabouts. “Cena!
Cena!” he called, rushing out into the
storm; but she was not in the barn or the
spring house as he had hoped, and search
for her in that blinding tempest was im
possible.
It might have been hours or ages that
Rube walked the floor repeating over and
over to nimself that she could not have
started for home, she must be at one of the
few neighbors. At lost the fun’ of the
storm was past and he started. Ot course
she was either at the Gamble’s or Warne’s
or Brackett’s.
But at each house there was no Cena,
and at the last one a little boy volunteered
the information that he “seed Miss Proc
tor goin’down the road just afore it euin
on ter storm.”
Rube’s heart sank. It was two miles to
the next lioase beyond. But stay, in a lit
tle ravine at no great distance was the old
cabin of his, dismantled, still, she might
have taken shelter there. Darkness had
gathered now, and, as dashing through the
woods he came in sight of it, his eyes
caught a welcome glimmer of light
through the cracks. Pushing open the
rude door, a figure crouching over the fire
sprang to its feet. But it was a man, tall
and gaunt and grizzled.
“Vestal Green!”
"Then Cena told on me. She ’lowed she
wouldn’t,”
“Told what?” For the moment Rube
had forgotten his old animosity and
threats toward the man.
“That I was hidin’ out here. I never in
formed on your still, fore God, Rube, an’ I
shan’t be killed without flghtin’ though I
meant ter keep out’n yer way; but 1 got
inter trouble at Kemperill aud had to cum
back ter the mounting, and when I run
across Cena a-berrying t’other day she
’lowed she wouldn’t tell on me, an’ I bo-
lived her. She was so tender-like and fed
me, for I was lean as a hound.”
Rube groaned; he saw it all now.
“No, Vestal, she didn’t tell, an’ because
she wouldn’t, I drove .her out with the
storm cornin’ on, Cena, that was more ter
me than my own life, and that I never let
the wind blow rough on her.”
“An’ where is she now?”
He gave a bitter cry, “God knows, I
don’t. Thrusting a lighted torch into
his hand and seizing another Vestal fol
lowed him out into the woods, where the
moon breaking through the cloud; aided
the torches. Heedless of branch and
bramble Rube rushed down the mountain
calling Cena. Presently his companion,
toiling on behind him, heard a cry of hor
ror. The torch disappeared, and a mo
ment later a pistol shot was heard. Mak-
ing.his way to the spot, a little hollow
near the road, he found Cena, but drench
ed and dead, struck down by a falling
limb. And lying across her, with his face
pressed to hers so stark and white, and
the warm blood from the wound in his
heart flowing over her cold, still bosom,
was Rube Proctor, also dead.
ONLY A*TRAMP.
1‘ort r»>fd mill Dvlinrstml from Ihe Standpoint of
“Only.’*
Detroit Free Press.
Only a tramp!
Only a poor, sorrowing, downtrodden
human being, waiting to grow wings and
fly to a home beyond the skies!
‘Only a tramp! Only a chap weighing '
from 130 to 210 pounds, down weight-
ragged and greasy old clothes—long hair
and dirty neck—heels out to the weather
and pockets clear of cash. The angels
look down and pity him—in a pig’s eye.
Only a tramp! Only a man whose wife
longer refused to bend her back at the
washboard to buy him whisky and tobacco
and whose children have grown tired of
begging his bread and butter. He had
been forced out on the wide, cold world to
get his own living, and every human heart
must go out to him in sympathy—in a
horn!
“Only a tramp!” was the verdict as a
stranger was found dead by the roadside.
No eye filled with tears—no heart sorrowed
over his sad fate. He was only a tramp;
the great world would go on the same. I
Perhaps a grief-strickcn mother awaited '
him in a far-off home, and as night fell she
clasped her hands in sorrow and murmur
ed: “Where, oh! where is my Henri to
night?" Just as iike as not, but the ver
dict of the coroner’s jury was: “Shot
while stealing chickens, and that s what’s
the matter with her Henri.”
“Only a tramp!” they said as they found
pieces of an old hat, one boot-heel and
three shirt-buttons along the railroad
track. The birds sang just the same as
before—the sun shone just as fair—the
daisies winked at the gurgling brook,
and the meadow-lark soared still higher
and sent his voice almost to Heaven’s I
gates. Men gathered around the frag- j
ments and chewed plug tobacco and talked !
politics and tried to get up a tight between
Jim Daily's bob-tailed pup and old Simon’s
rat terrier.
“Only a tramp” had suddenly dropped I
out of this life, and who should care? A
thousand miles away a sweet-faced child j
might be asking: “Will papa come home !
to-night?” No, sissy, he won’t. While
the “sad remains” were being viewed the
old man turned up all right in the nearest
barn, and was sent to the county jail for
three months. He may come s’mother
night.
•■Only a tramp!” some one whispered, as !
a group surrounded a dark object lying in ,
the snow on a winter’s night. That’s all. j
The wind blew a' requiem over the
housetops, and the snow-flakes whirled \
round and round the aged head and nes- 1
tied among the grizzly locks. What cared I
the world that a poor old tramp had pass
ed from earth away? Would the bells jin
gle less merrily on the morrow? Would !
one home in the great city have one shad
ow the more for his taking olf? And yet
in some vine-clad home beyond the sea a j
woman about 30 years of age aud .wearing j
Hie newest thing in bangles may cease to
caress her poodle and cry out: “Oil! Jose
phus, ray heart pines for thee! Come back j
to your Hanner!” But he won’t—not this j
week. The dark object on the snow, pro- '
viously alluded to, attempted to rise, fell
down with a whoop, and the patrol wagon
took him down for a ninety days sentence.
Hannah will have to wait until his term
expires. „ ,
“ODly a tramp!” is the unfeeling exc.a-
mation as they pull ’em out of dry goods
boxes, from under horse barns and from
the middle of old straw stacks. “Only a
tramp!” is the exclamation when they are
lynched for rape or murder, and sent to
jail for arson and robbery. It is sad—very
s id. An association should be formed to
weep bitter tears when one of them dies of
t >0 much dirty shirt, or falls like a spnr-
r >w by the Wavhide with a broken heart
because some one asked him why he didn’t
tarn his living.
IVtint tho Prim*Says.
The Swift Specific Co. have something
interesting to say to you in another col
umn. The popularity of tlieir medicines
is wonderful indeed; yet, when we see how
effective it is in all diseases pertaining to
the blood, we are not surprised that its
popularity is so great. 11 is undoubtedly!
one of the best blood medicines in the j
world.—Examiner, Abingdon, Va.
Swift’s Specific—This wonderful blood
purifier has received the endorsement of
many of the lending physicians both in 1
this country and Europe, and the hundreds
of persons it has cured of cancer, catarrh, 1
set oi ula, eczema, ulcers, rheumatism and
blood taint Is remarkable. Nothing like i
it has ever been known before. This medi- :
cine is for sale in every drugstore, not only |
in this country, tint abroad, which shows j
its popularity. Arc any of our readers
troubled with any of these complaints? If
so,fora very small sum of moni y you can he
made perfectly well and lmpuy.—N. O.
Picayune., Sept. 2, 18S'!.
The first 8. S. S., or Swift’s Specific, ever
brought to Atlanta, Texas, was brought by
T. Caven & Co., druggists. Aaron BTuydes
had been in bad health fora long time and
could get no relief. lie was almost blind.
Mr. Caven induced him to take a bottle of
S.|S. S. The first bottle brought him out
on tin- streets, and the second made a com
plete cure; and Aaron is yet living and well,
and can be interviewed at any time with
reference to the facts. He is a colored man
living here in Atlanta, Texas. 8. H. S. is
now sold by all druggists in this country.—
Journal, Atlanta, Texas.
Treatise on blood and Skin Diseases
mailed free.
The Swift Specific Co., Drawer 3, At
lanta, Ga.
Host. Follows know.
When Mr. Jenkins went to his bed room
at half-past 1 it was with the determina
tion of going to sleep, and with another
determination that he would not be inter
viewed by Mrs. Jenkins. So as soon as he
had entered the door and deposited his
lamp upon the dressing table, he begnn his
speech.
“I locked the Iront door. 1 put the
chain on. I pulled the key out a lttle bit.
The dog is inside. I put the kitten out. I
emptied the drip pan of the refrigerator.
The cook took the silver to bed with her.
I put a cane under the knob of the back
hall door. I put the fastenings over the
bath room windows. The parlor fire has
coal on. I put the cake box back in the
closet. I did not drink all the milk. It
is not going to rain. Nobody gave me any
message for you. I mailed your letters as
soon as I got down town. Your mother
did not call at th office. Nobody died that
we are interested in. Did not hear of a
marriage or engagement. I was very busy
at the office making out bills. I have
hung my clothes over chair-backs. I want
a new egg for breakfast. I think that is
all, and I will now put out the light.”
Mr. Jenkins felt that he had hedged
against ail inquiry, and a triumphant
smile was upon his face as he took hold of
the gas check, and Bighted a line for the
bed, when he was earthquaked by a ring
ing laugh, and the query from Mrs. Jen
kins:
“Why didn’t you take off your hat?”
IjKMON KlilXIB
Cures indigestion, headache, malaria, kid
ney disease, fever, chills, loss of appetite,
debility and nervous prostration by regu
lating the Liver, Stomach, Bowels, Kid
neys and Blood.
Lemon Elixir is prepared from the fresh
juice of Lemons, combined with other
vegetable liver tonics, cathartics, aromatic
stimulants and blood purifiers.
Fifty cents for one-half pint bottle, .ft 00
for pint mid half bottle. Solo by druggists
generally, and by all wholesale druggists.
I.i'inon Hot'Iirops
Cure all Coughs, Colds, Hoarseness, Sore.
Throat, Pronchitis, Pneumonia and all
Throat and Lung diseases except, con
sumption, which disease it palliates and
greatly relieves. Price 25 cents. Lemon
Elixir and Lemon Hot Drops sold by
druggists. Prepared by Dr. H. Mozi.ky,
Atlanta, Ga. nov7 telm
An Kye tn lluftlnrsfl.
“How does it happen, William, that you
are not sowing your wild oats like the oth
er boys?”
“Well, the truth is, Uncle Ben, I believe
there’s more profit in other kinds of
grain.”
A MOST MUKRAI, Ol'l'KK.
The Voltaic Belt Co., Marshall, Mich.,
offer to send their celebrated Voltaic
Belts and Electric Appliances on thirty
days’ trial to any man alllieted with Nerv
ous Debility, Loss of Vitality, ..ianhood,
&c. Illustrated pamphlet in sealed en
velope with full particulars, mailed free.
Write them at once. l&wt.f
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CAPITAL PRIZE, - $150,000.
“1 Vc do hereby certify that we supcnuBe the <w-
rangcmcnl for nil the Monthly and
Drawings of The Louisiana State lottery
pany, and in person manage and control the.
Drainings themselves, and that the same are com
ducte l with honesty , fairness, and in good
toward all parties. and we authorize tlw ('onipani
to use this certificate, with facsimiles o owe fff-
natures attached, to its advertisements
Dress
Goods House
OIF 1 THIS SECTION.
Carrying More Dress Goods and More Dress Trimmings Than Any
House in Columbus.
Novelties Every Week
BOUTH & DUFF'S
IS THE PLACE FOR
STYLISH WRAPS
Their Cloak Room is full of new and stylish Coverings ol
every description. Don't fail to inspect tlieir line when you
are in search of a Newmarket, a Circular, a Visile, Dolman,
Jacket, or any other style Wrap being worn. Their stock is
superb, and the prices are right. You are invited to look
them over.
BLANCHARD, BOOTH & HUFF
Hut the Article Itiil not Tell.
Mrs. Fangle (reading the paper)—Here’s
an article oil the Secrets of the Gas Men.
Mr. Fangle—Read it, my dear. I want
to know how they make the metre go
around so lively.—Pittsburg Chronicle.
P -BEAU- ®
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[ SPECIAL
HILL & LAW.
On MONDAY MORNING we will put on our Bargain
Counter an elegant and attractive line of Novelty Suitings.
The goods tire very stylish and beautiful, and parties pur
chasing them will get big bargains, as we have determined to
make great rcduciious on the former prices, which were
very low to begin willi.
SILKS! SILKS! SILKS!
Wo still show a large and beautiful line of these goods,
;md iire offering them al prices that can'! he matched in this
market.
Cloaks! Cloaks! Cloaks!,
We feel that we can say without hesitation that we have the largest, most varied, 1
most stylish and most beautiful line of these goods in the market, and we will put 1
such prices on them that they will not fuil to take with the most careful buyer. I
Rig Reductions in dents' anil Ladies Merino Underwear !
A lady was in our store Saturday buying some of these goods, and she remarked
that this was the place to buy Underwear. “I have tried everywhere, and these are
the nicest and cheapest I have found.” All parties in need of these goods had better
do jast as this lady did—look, and then come and examine our stock. This is all we
ask.
DRESS TRIM MINUS! DRESS TRIMMINGS!
Feather Trimmings in all the widths and shades. Mans, Fne and Astraolmu Trim-
inhigs sold here cheaper than they are sold anywhere else In this market.
THE DOMING WEEK w!H be one of tnirgatns with lie. so don’t ftifi to give ns a
MO,
HILL LAW.
EC OSE I IH O £3 HI I
IN ORDHK TO REDUCE OUR STOCK OF RUBBER HOSE
We the undersigned Hanks and ftr.nlcera wit I
nay all Driz • s drawn in The Louisiana State Lot*
Ipnr$ which may he presented at our counters.
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Louisiana State Lottery Comp’y.
Incorporated in 1808 For ‘AS years by the Lewis'
turc for Educational and charitable purposes-
with a capital of $1,000,000 - to which n reocnr*
Fund of over $650,000 has since been added.
By an overwhelming popular vote its franohs*
was made a part of the present. State Constito-
t ion, adopted December 2d, A. i>. 1879.
I Is (tlriiiHl Siinvl*' number hrnwliift
will take place monthly. It never scales or po#4*
pones. Look at the Following distribution:
IlMHli Grand Monthly
EXTUA011DINARY WimV DRAWING
In (lie Aomhniy of Music, New Orleans,
Tuesday. December 14,1SH0.
Under the personal supervision and manage
ment of
Gen. G. T. BEAUREGARD, of Louisiana, 4
Gen. JUBAL A. EARLY, of Virginia.
Capital Prize, $150,000.
OipNotlco Tickets are Ten Dollars only. H»lvw«
$5. Fifths,$2. Tenths, $1.
LIST OK PRIZES.
1 CAPITAL PRIZE OF $150,000 IlM.OC#
1 (IRANI) PRIZE OF 60,000 50.00#
1 (IRANI) PRIZE OF 20,000 10,00#
2 LARUE PRIZES OF 10,000 90,00#
4 LARUE PRIZES OF 6,000 20,00#
20 PRIZES OF 1.000 20,00#
60 PRIZES OF 600 25.0##
100 PRIZES OF 300 50,«|#
200 PRIZES OF 200 40,###
fiOO PRIZES OF 100 #0,#H
1,000 PRIZES OF 60 10,0##
APPOXIMATION PRIZES.
100 Approximation Prizes of $200 $20,04#
100 ** 100 10,###
100 M " 76 7,###
2,279 Prizes, amounting to $622,16#
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Cotifu-lon of Mena, Lose of floxual_Power, Ac., renderlof
GLEET,
n lH60lf.0VI.it
d In
Gonorrhea,
( 0r Ku|»ttire),
I . ■ i;tl a'H-nlloa
Physician
cure. Wh
t, medicine
visit Ih- • Ity for tre
feud sufely hy iniiil . _ , , ....
Cura Guaranteed in all Case*
undertaken.
PRIVATE COUNSELOR
Of ?00 page*, Wilt to nny addrese, securely an,led, for thirSj
ljoi eriH. Should l.« road I.v all. Ailnss ai abov%
'»flier hours from s A. M. ton F U Suudava. u to 4 r tf
f-r GOLD MEDAL, PARIS, iff!
h&g. BAKER’S
gjL.MMKif
;irniri,|, 'l absolutely puf
Cocoa, f,om which lb
i •V'wi-A (>ilhm> boon romovd. It h;<HfA*
a. mix#
r Buga*
econo ip
e cant
iig m ' ■ ' , uourIflhin$
Hk'ijJi IMjlTtr.iivOi.iili'g, vanity
.r| ; » / J I i; ( I u..t.l ;u!mii.ih!y adapted tor in va A-
'f |j Laid a an well oh tor pursona in hoaitk.
4 Sold by Ur-oaora overywhare.
Oil him boon r^mov.-d. IthaH,
mfl ^ l’XtoV times the. strength of Cocoa n:
[till j! Inn with H tardi, Arrowroot or Si
ffcli If d \ Vti and in thurvforv far inoreeco
? j: f ! ■ ,L-, I.. A., </.«««.«»
(|w i if (In.;,. II if di'licloiirt, uouria
MOST PERFECT MADE
. Strength, a
Ex trade, Vanilla, Loiuoiij
PRICE BAKING POWDfU
- pnatuH. Dr.iTio 'i
attvor deliciously.
PENNYROYAL PILLS
“CHICHESTER'S ENGLISH.”
Uio Original an«l Only Ocnuiiie.
Saf" rut J always Rcliahl”. Beware of worth lew* Imilatloni.
IndPpenaablo to LADIES. A*»|» >m.r l>r.uc U U( ’,r
-I hleheater a Engmli*and take no other or te 4.. . «• .
istamtisy to in for puriii tilnrs tn letter hy return rmtll.
NAME PAPER. Chlcheater C'hrmleul Co.,
MndUoii Sgunre, IMiiludit., i'a.
fcoid by DruifgUU everywhere. A-fc for ‘‘('hlehe*.
^er'a Eutfllan” Pennyroyal PHI*. Take no other
REMOVAL of LAW OFFICE
J\ L. WILLIS
Has removed hie Office to up stairs over K.
Craoe's store..
oc7 lm
We have the best and cheapest Hose in the market. A full line of Hose Reels and Nozzles.
GEORGIA STEIN! AND EAS PIPE COM!
Telephono 99. 13 Twelfth Street
FIRE! FIRE!! EIRE!!!
Fire Insurance free for one year. By paying two annual premiums 1 give you a paid
up three-year policy. $8 will pay for *lti<)0 a year. £lfi will pay for fitiiK)
three years on your Dwelling, Furniture, etc.
t BiMJOO.JirrteteiJaa
SMITHS
_ .vx mfSSU
I.OW RATION!
FAIR ARJ I NTMKNTS!
PROMPT PA Y n K VIS!
JOHN BLACKMAR,
Telephone No. 51. Columbus, Ga.
/^URE Biliousness; Sick Headache Inrourl'our#,
\g) One doso relieves Neuralgia. They cure and
prevent Chills Fever, Sour Si:ornach ** Bad
Breath. Clear tho Skin, Iona ihe Nerves, and civs
Life Vigor to the system. Doso: ON IT IIEAN,
Try them once ana you will never be without then.
Price, 25 cents per bottle. Sold by Druggist# and
Medicine Dealers generally. Sent on receipt u'
price in stamps, postpaid, to any address,
d.F, SMITH & CO.,
Manufacturers and Sole Props., ST. LC'JIS. MO,
$250
A MONTH. Af«nU wuted. BOSMtMIt.
ms wli.J.s m »h. world. 1 simple fTM
4&1M. JAY BBONSON.OctnM.aaa,
