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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 I 1 Jll A \J rn in TZELEEt ILTJIiA.IDIINra- 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- ® Akl HP. [ 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. II. II. OGLIXtY. Pro*. l.n. NhCI Blank, i. w. ii i i.tma: u m. Pro*. siur> Nan ivk. RAMOWIN. I'm. A.o. ttitri Hank u NPRMNTKII ATI Over Half a ACTION ! llistriltitod 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 $622,16# Application for rates to clubs should be maria only to the Office of the Company in New Orleara. For further information write clearly, givir.g full address. PONTAL NOTES, Express Money Orders, or New York Exchange in ordi nary letter. Currency by Express (at our ca pe use) addressed NI. A. DAUPHIN, New Orleans, l4i. Or M. A. DAI PINN. WiiNlilnicion. 1$. i\ Make l». O. Money Orders payal 1# mid fxddreMM Kerlstered Letters to NEW OIlliKANN NATIONAL BANK, wed se&w5w New OrleanN,'I«w« ADVERTISERS Can learn the exact cost of any proposed line of advertising in American Papers hy addressing Geo. P. Rowell A Co., Newspaper Advertising Bureau, lO Spruce St., Ne w York. Send lOottt for 100-d»c. j Pamphlfi# . RICE, ’SiS^LoiisvlMj •rgularly Hucuted and I allfln] physician ani Lhfl CHRONF& 1 au” EASES. forms of PRIV. SEXUAL 8j)oinuitorrhoa and Inipotency, .8 tl.e refillL of rfoir-iitiuse lu youth, Bcxtinl excesses In n»a- •.urnr yours, or othor emu***, mid producing some of the Col. lowing olluot*-: !S>i vo'.imhsb. Benilnui Kmlssions, (iiiffli! tmi*- 1.111. i.v dream*). Ohmic*' of 8l ft !.i, Defective Memory. Phy- h ilD.vnv. l*i.ii|.lMSon Pace, Aversion t<.HnclKy <>rFemale#, 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,