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THE SEMI-WEEKLY SUMTER REPUBLICAN. ESTABLISHED IN 1854, Bv CHAS. W. HANCOCK. VOL. 18. The Sumter Republican. Semi-Weekly, One' Year - - - |-t 00 Weely, One Year - - - - - 2.00 igyPAYABLE IN ADVANCE 4FI All advertisements cmiiiating from public offices will.be charged for in accordance with an act passed by the late General Assembly of Georgia—7s cents per hundred words for each of the flrst four insertions, and 35 cents for each subsequent insertion. Fractional parts of one hundred are considered one hundred words; each figpre and initial, with date and signature, Is counted as a word. The cash must acdom'pany the copy of each advertisement, unless different arrange ments have been made. Advertising Rates. One Square flrst insertion, - - - -|I.OO Each subsequent insertion, - - - .5 ST" Ten Lines of Minion, type solid con stitute a square. All advertisements not contracted for will be charged above rates. Advertisements not specifying the length of time for which they are to be inserted will be continued until ordered out and charged for accordingly. Advertisements tooccupy fixed places wil be charged 25 per cent, above regular rates Notices in local column inserted for ten cent per line each insertion. THE CELEBRATED SEXTUPLE ■ * . SPRING BED. To breathe, eat and sleep well is the first requirement of physical organization. S. FLEIS j MAN’S SEXTUPLE BED SPRING. [Tn ten ted Aug. 22, ISB2-L Is the first and foremost to accomplish this end, as it facilitates the first, accelerates the second, and perfects the last of these grand purposes. It is a “thing of beauty and a [oy forever.” Last with life, perfect in its adaptation forcomlort, being disconnect ed in the center prevents sagging. Made by S. M’ LESTER, who will put them on, and is from long experience able to guarantee satisfaction. AGENTS WANTED to sell these Springs. Territory and Spring outfit rurnished and large commissions paid. S. FLEISCHMAN, Patentee and Manufacturer, octll-6m Cotton Ave., Americus.Ga. DISSOLUTION. , The public is hereby notified that we have this day dissolved co-partnership. The notes and accounts due us are in the hands of G. W, GLOVER with full power and authority to collect and receipt for the same, The in terest of It. J. PERRY having been assigned to thtrsaid G. W. GLOVER for a valuable consideration. This, November 27tli, 1882. G. vV. GLOVER, R. J. PERRY. To the many friends and patrons that in past have favored the late firm of GLOVER & PERRY with their patronage, 1, in re tiring from said co-partnership, tender my thanks, and take great pleasure in saying foi Mr. GLOVER, my former partner, that he is a gentleman of strict integrity, and in every way worthy of your confidence. I most respectfully solicit for him a continu ance of your patronage. Respectfully, R. J. PERRY. nov29tf J. A. ANBLJEY, ATTORNEY AT LaT7 AND SOLICITOR IN EQUITY. Office on Public Square, Over Gyles’ Clothing Store, Americus, Ga. After a brief respite I return again to the practice of law. As in the past it will be my earnest purpose to represent my clients faithfully and look to their interests. The commercial practice will receive close atten tion and remittances promptly made. The Equity practice, and cases involving titles of land and real estate are my favorites. Will practice in the Courts of Southwest Georgia, the Supreme Court and the United States Courts. Thankful to my friends for their patronage. Fees moderate. novlltf Dr. D. P. HOLLOWAY. De anrisT, Americus. ... Georgia Treatssuccessfullyall diseasesof the Den tal organs. Fills teeth by the improved method, and inserts artificial teeth on the best material known to the profession. |3F*OFFICE over Davenport and Son’s Drug Store. marllt DAVENPORT’S Belle of Americus, Davenport & Son Are Sole Agents for BELLE OF AMERI CUS. It is made of the best Havanna, long fliers, is not flavored or doctored and the •only 5c Cigar i* the market that is as good as an imported cigar. • oct6-5m BRICK.BRICK. BRICK. I haveiTHREE HUNDRED AND FIFTY ‘THOUSAND good new brick, which I will sell cheap. Apply at once, decfilm R. E. COBB. For lsyspepsia, j tick Headache, Chronic Diar -0 rhcea, Jaundice, Impurity of the SR3 Blood, Fever and n■V Ague, Malaria, iHMUMMIif and all Diseases caused by De rangement of Liver, Bowels and Kidneys. BYMPTOM3 OF A DISEASED LIVEH. Bad Breath; Pain in the Side, sometimes the pain is, felt under the Shoulder-blade, mistaken for Rheumatism ; general loss of appetite; Bowels generally costive, sometimes alternating with lax ; the head is troubled with pain, is dull and heavy, with considerable loss of memory, accompanied with a painful sensation of leaving undoncsomethi ne which ought to have been done; a slight, dry cough and flushed face is sometimes an attendant, often mistaken for consumption; the patient complains of weariness and debility; nervous, easily startled; feet cold or burning, sometimes a prickly sensation of the skin exists; spirits are low and despondent, and, although satisfied that exercise would dc bene ficial, yet one can hardly summon up fortitude to try k —in fact, distrusts every remedy. Several of the above symptoms at tend the disease, but cases have occintea When but few of them existed, yet examination after death has shown the X4ver to have been extensively deranged. It should bo used by all persons, old and Persons Traveling or Living in Un healthy Localities, by taking a dose occasion ally to keep the Liver in healthy action, will avoid all Malaria, Bilious attacks, Dizziness, Nau sea, Drowsiness, Depression of Spirits, etc. It will invigorate like a glass of wine, but is no in toxicating beverage. If You have eaten anything hard of digestion, or feel heavy after meals, or sleep less at night, take a dose and you will be relieved. Time and Doctors* Bills will bo saved by always keeping the Regulator ' in the House! For, whatever the ailment may be, a thoroughly safe purgative, alterative and tonic can never be out of place. The remedy is harmless and does not interfere with business or pleasure. IT IS rUBELY VEGETABLE, And lias all the power and efficacy of Calomel or * Quinine, without any of the injurious after effects. A Governor's Testimony. Simmons Liver Regulator has been in use in my family for some time, and I am satisfied it is a valuable addition to the medical science. J. Gill Shorter, Governor of Ala. non. Alexander H. Stephens, of Ga., says; Have derived some benefit from the use of Simmons Liver Regulator, and wish to give it a further trial. “The only Thing that never fails to Believe."— I have used many remedies for Dys pepsia, Liver Affection and Debility, but never have ftfund anything to benefit me to the extent bimmons Liver Regulator has. I sent from Min nesota to Georgia for it, and would send further for such a medicine, and would advise all who are sim ilarly affected to give it a trial as it seems the only thing that never fails to relieve. P. M. Janney, Minneapolis, Minn. Dr. T. YF. Mason says: From actual ex perience in the use of Simmons Liver Regulator in my practice 1 have been and am satisfied to use and prescribe it as a purgative medicine. only the Genuine, which always has on the Wrapper the red Z Trade-Mark and Signature of J. 11. ZEILIN & CO. FOR SALE BY ALL DRUGGISTS. TUTTS EXPECTORANT Is composed of Herbal aud Mucilaginous prod ucts, which permeate the substance of the Lungs, expectorates tire acrid matter that collects iu the Bronchial Tubes, and forms a soothing coating, which relieves the ir ritation that causes the cough. It cleanses the lungs of all impurities, strengthens them when enfeebled by disease, invigor ates the circulation of the blood, and braces the nervous system. Slight colds often end In consumption. It is dangerous to neglect them. Apply the remedy promptly. A testof twenty years warrants tho assertior that no remedy has ever been found that is as prompt m its effects as TUTT’S EXPECTORANT. A single dose raises the phlegm, subdues inflammation, and its use speedily cures the most obstinate cougfl. A pleasant cordial, chil dren take it readily. For Croup it is invaluable and should bo in every family. TUTT’S PILLS ACT DlßgCfl.y'oM THe'uVER? Cures Chills and Fever, Dyspepsia, Sick Headache, Bilious Colic,Constipa - tion, Rheumatism, Piles, Palpitation of the Heart, Dizziness, Torpid Liver, and Female Irregularities. If you do not “feci very well, 0 a single pill stimulates the stomach, restores the nppotitc, imparts vigor to the system. A NOTED DOTE SAYS; Dr. Tutt:— Dear Sir: lor ton years I have been a martyr to Dyspepsia, Constipation and Files. Last spring your pills were recommended to mo; I used them (but with little faith). lam now a well man, have good appetite, digestion perfect, regular stools, piles gone, and I have gained forty pounds solid flesh. They are worth their weight in gold. ItEV. It. L. SIMPSON, Louisville, Ky . St., Wctsr York. / M. TITTY'S MANUAL of I sefhl\ 'Receipts I BLR on application. ) fcIfTERS Remember that stamina, vital energy, the life principal or whatever you may choose to call tlie resistant power which battles against the causes of disease and death, is the grand safeguard of health. It is the garrison of the human fortress, and when it waxes weak, tho true policy is to throw in reinforcements. In of’er words, when such an emergency occurs, V. 'mence a course of Hostetter’s Bitters. For sale by Druggists and Dealers, to whom apply for Hosttetter’s Almanacs for 1883. Charles F. Crisp, •ft l tor new at Law, AMERICUS, GA. declCtf bTp. HOLLIS, Attorney at Law* AMERICUS, GA. Office, Forsyth Street, in National Bank building. dec2otf SPONGE WELL—Bath, Surgeons and Slate Sponges, at W. T. Daven port & Son’s. INDEPENDENT IN POLITIOrf, AND DEVOTED TO NEWS, LITERATURE, SCIENCE AND GENERAL PROGRESS. AMERICUS, GEORGIA; ’WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 3, 1883. ••BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE.” “Not a drum was heard, nor a funeral note, As his corpse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot, O’er the grave where our hero was hurled. We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning. By the struggling moonbeams’ misty light, And the lantemdimly burning. No useless coffin inclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him, he lays like a warrier taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, ■Aud smoothed down, his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o’er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they’ll talk of the spirit that’s gone And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; But little lie’ll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton lias laid him! But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock tol led the hour for retiring, And we heard the distant and random gun, That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory! We cared not a line we raised not a stone, But we left him alone in his glory.” PAKOitY OIV THE BURIAL. OF SIR JOHN NOuKE. Subject —Tlie marriage of usi Old Bachelor. Not a hell was heard, not a cheering voiee, As our friend to the marriage we hurried; Not a comrade among us did bid him rejoice, That he was so soon to be married. It was done very quickly about eight one night, His hands were nervously turning, And the minister’s hair gave a redder light, Than the lamp so brightly burning. No useless coat enclosed ids breast, Nor in gloves, nor in vest did we bind him; But he stood like a dear just taking his rest, From the chase of the girls all around him. Many and short were breaths that he drew, For lie was frightened nearly out of his sense, And his face was of a crimson hue, As lie thought of his hoard and back rents. He thought as he pressed her lily white hand, And whispered “my love and life,” That no other man in' all the land, Would have such a rich little wife. As from a single to a married man he was hurled, He happened to think of the latter’s cramps But then thought he would mind nothing in the world, If he could once get hold of her stamps. But half of this very queer marriage was o’er, When the bride chanced to think of her mother, So with many a sigh, and many a sob, She said: “This can’t go any further.” So quickly and joyfully she hastened out, He immediately sank into a reverie; She spoke not a word, she raised not a shout, But left him alone in his misery. February 11th 1882. MISS SILVER’S LOVER. Tom Elton sat in that abominable chamber of his in the west corner of the house and puffed till he could not see tho door for the smoke. There were two pictures before him. One was the face of a young girl, 20 or so, with a drooping cluster of waving brown hair shading the round, sweet face. He kissed the perfumed card and looked soft and loving. . The other was the face of an over dressed, youthful-looking damsel of 40 or thereabouts, with a long, thin face and frizzled hair, and a smirk upon her lips, and a shrewd, husband-catch ing expression in her eye. To this he snapped his fingers and said something neither elegant or proper, and went on smoking and puffing like a steam en gine. Then he took up two little notes. One said; “Tom, darling come to tea at 7. Papa and Kate arrived this morning, and we are going to have a little fete in honor of the fact. Yours. Fannie.” “Bless her sweet little face!” The other said: “Dear Mr. Elton: Of course you have already received a formal invita tion to my ball to-night, but I must add a word for fear that it will be neces sary iu order to insure ns your really needed presence. Come early. “Auhora Silver.” “Pshaw! The old maid! Bah!” And he smoked harder than before. This was the trouble. Paterfamilias wanted his only son to marry a fortune, and he did not care whether it came in the hands of a demon or an angel. Miss Aurora Silver had a fortune of half a million, at the least calculation, and possibly a few thousands over, and best of all—or worst, just as you choose —she had her eye upon Tom. Now Fannie Cliff was a beauty, and Tom Elton’s father raved like a mad man when he brought Fannie’s name before him, and threatened him with a good thrashing and a beggar’s portion. “You are 25 years old, sir, without any legitimate profession, or any defi nite idea of the object of your existence. My money is no surer than that of thousands of my fellow-merchants who are failing ever} day, and if you are waiting for it you are building your expectations on a very poor foundation. You must do something. Miss Silver is to be had for the asking, and if you bring the name of that pauper girl Cliff up again, I’ll turn you out of the house.” Tom listened, and went to see Fanny. But finally ambition seized him. The Cliff family were bound to econo mize. Tho mother and eldest daughters worked in the kitchen, and did their own sewing, and Mr. Cliff sat out the ash barrel and carried his own coal. It was not nice to think about, even thqpgh he loved Fanny, tor at home there were two or three girls in the kitchen,' and a man to attend to the coal and ashes. He went to Miss Silver’s ball. There were the first people in the city. Wo men wearing fortunes on neck and arms, and chatting with millioners. There were gold and silver dishes sparkling in the soft light, and holding forth rare tropical fruits and mellow wines. He did call up his father’s words and Fanuie’s poverty, and Mis Silver’s face looked quite brilliant. The plain little parlor at Mr. Cliff’s and the gorgeous saloon came np side by side, and in his disgust he squeezed his partner so tightly that she believed him trapped after all - Something—the evil one, Tom after ward said—put it into his head to pop the question. His fath r, the splendid bouse, Mies Aurora’s diamonds, and the champagne, all got into a muddle, and to get out of it he proposed—and he was accepted. “Tom, dear, don’t be so—so —” “So what, dearest? Oh, confound the plant; there is plenty more where that came from.” “Yes; but don’t be rude.” “Who says lam rude? If anybody says so, lie’s a—well, just let him prove it.” Miss Aurora’s nice ideas wore a lit tle shocked, and even Tom found him self in a tight place, and so, swearing eternal constancy, ho bade her good night and went home. The next morning he awoke with a headache, and a confused recollection of the previous night’s proceedings but the arrival of a servant with a fond note from Miss. Silver brought him to his senses, and he sat up in the bed and flung his boots at the offending bearer. Then he bnrst forth, and his loud talk brought his father. “Tom! what are you doing?” “Praying, sir.” “Well, make less noise about it. Allow me to congiatulate you. You are a sensible fellow, and I’ll put $50,- 000 to your account to-day.” “What's the matter?” “I received a note from Miss Aurora this morning, and she modestly informs me that you have proposed and been accepted. A half a million, my boy, is not caught every day.” Tom rolled over and groaned. “O Fannie, yon sweet injured dar ling.” Miss Silver, in a gorgeous morning wrapper and natty lace cap, sat enter taining in a very languid and miserable sea-sick sort of manner, a gentleman favorate, Hal Dasher, and frowning ferociously. “Mr. Dasher, you shock me!” “Not half as much, madam, as you shock me. It is breaking my heart.” “But, Hal, I cannot think my Tom the villain you represent him.” “Who said he was a villain?” “But you said he was a spendthrift, and drove fast horses, and went to all the races, and was too fond of thegirlß, and drank a great deal too much wine; and I’d like to know what he is if ho isn’t a villain?” “Well, ho is handsome—orhe would be if it wasn’t for his false teeth.” “False teeth! He has not got false teeth. Why, he is not more than 25.” “It was an accident.” “An accident? Please tell me about it.” “It happened down at Plug Racket’s place.” “Oh!” “He and one of the fellows got into a muss, and Tom struck him. Bo the other squared off and hit him, and knocked out every tooth. How’s that?’, “Oh, Harry Dasher, it makes me faint! What an escape I’ve had. Oh! if I had thrown myself away on such a wretch! Why, he would break my heart with neglect. The mercenary brute! I’ll write and discard him at once.” That night Mr. Elton read and re read a missive, and grew more frantic with each perusal. Mr. Eltorv. I consider the engage ment between myself and your son at an end. In so suddenly accepting his offer I was hasty, for I did not under stand him. I decline uniting my good family with one whose name and con nections arc so little known. Y’oura Aurora Silver.\ “Good family! Name and connec tions! 1 wish Tom was here. Con found him, I’ll disinherit him if he dare to ever look at that old maid. H’m! I’ll be hanged if my son shall marry a soap-boiler's daughter it she’b worth forty-millions. I’d rather he’d marry Cliff’s daughter. Yes, and by mars, he shall marry her, and right in the face and eyes of that tow-headed old maid. The Cliffs are of better stock any day.” It ended in a tip-top wedding in the face and eyes of Miss Silver, and Hal Dasher was first groomsman. On Thirty Day’s Trial. Tlie Voltaic Belt Go., Marshall, Mich, will send Dr. Dye’s Celebrated Electro- Voltaic Belts and Electric Appliances on trial tor thirty days to men (young or old) who are afflicted with Nervous Debility, Lost Vitality and Manhood, and kindred troubles, guaranteeing speedy and complete restoration of health and manly vigor. Ad dress as above. N. B.—No risk is incurred, as tliirt y davs’ trial is allowed. dec2l-ly Young or middle aged men suffer ing from nervous debility, loss of memory, premature old age, as the result of bad habits, should send three stamps for part VII of Dime Series pamphlets. Address World’s Dis pensary Medical Association, Buffalo, New York. YIN EGAR VAN. Vinegarvan Cor. Pliila. Times. I This place is not Gown on the maps, and probably never will be. A month hence and it will be a city of the past. Six month 3 ago the spot where it stands was a rocky hill, covered with a dark growth of sotallos. prickly pears, cat’s claws, Spanish daggers and lechegier. Then the nimble jack rabbit, the testhetic centipede, the industrious tar antula, and the pestiferous little beast in whose honor Vinegarvan is named, were the sole inhabitants. Now it is a thriving community of perhaps two thousand persons, boasts of two stores, two barber-shops, a bakery, five restan rants, a hotel, twenty-three saloons aud a dance hall, besides a Justice of the Peace and a company of rangers. Six months hence and aboriginal inhabitants will creep back, the tborny vegetation which characterizes the Rio Grande country will spring up again in rank luxuriance, even hiding the little mounds in the graveyard, which insti tution, by the way, is au indispensable and well patronized adjunct to a thriv ing frontier town. Fifteen years ago towns like Vinegarvan were unknown iu Texas, and were, from the very nature of things, an impossibility. They came with the railroad boom, which began in 1875, and the state is now full of them. They are the growth of a day; they flourish during their brief existence like a green bay tree, and dis appear with the same coraet-like ab ruptness which marked their advent. One of the first settlers—and my con temporary —was “Old Roy,” a gamb ler, saloon keeper, Mexican war veteran, Indian fighter, and bad man generally. He kept a saloon, but was usually so drunk and quarrelsome that people shunned the place. In one of his sober moments he realized that business was literally “going by the door,” and he was seized with a sudden inspiration to brighten up trade. Looking up a pair of six-shooters and a Winchester rifle, he took his position in the road, directly in front of his saloon. The first man who came along was halted at the muzzle of the Winchester, and the,following dialogue took place: “Got any money, partner?” asked “Old Roy,” toying with the trigger of the Winchester. “A little sir” answered the stranger, with'au uneasy glance at the gun. I’m a hard-working man, and you wouldn’t rob me of my little savings—” The click of the gun-hammer as it flew back to full cock, checked further utterance, and it was some time before even “Old Roy” could find words to speak. “Look here, stronger,” he said at last, “I’m ‘Old Roy,’ by , and I’m a gentleman. What it that you said about robbing, hey?” and he raised the gun to his shoulder. “I beg pardon sir,” stammered the stranger; “I mean no offense.” “Oh, you didn’t, eh?” said “Old Roy,” lowering thegun. “Well, bein’ as you’re a stranger, I’ll accept yottr apology. But you must come inside and set ’em up for the crowd.” Glad to escape so easily, the fright ened stranger consented to stand the treat, and between the gamblers and “Old Roy” his pile was considerably diminished before he left the saloon. Seeing that he had a good thing, the Mexican veteran continued his system of solicitation, and so industrious was he that he soon controlled the trade of the town, and his saloon was crowded day and night. To use a favorite slang phrase, the other saloon-keepers “kick ed” and petitioned for the rangers. The rangers came and the bulldosing ceased. Business again declined at “Old Roys” saloon, and the proprietor was left to drink his own vile liquors. Before he succeeded in exhausting tho supply on hand a commission arrived from the Governor appointing the ex-veteran a Justice of the Peace. Money was scarce with him, and he immediately conven ed court. A rich harvest of fines and costs was garnered in by the new judge the first day. He closed out the saloon and has devoted his time and talent since to expounding, upholding, and explaining bordor jurisprudence. Aside from his bibulous peculiarities “Old Roy” is generous, brave, courte ous, and a keen lover of fun. He holds court anywhere and carries a pocketfuj of blank warrants, one of which he will fill out and sign at a minute’s notice. The other morning he went down to the “bull-pen” and took a look at the pris oners before court began. “Turn those two meu loose,” he said pointing out a pair of “navies” charg ed with assault and battery. “They are charged with fighting, your honor,” explained the ranger ser geant who had them in charge. “I don’t care if they’re charged with murder. Turn ’em loose. They are both dead broke and we don’t get any thing if we try ’em.” Recently his honor got very drunk aud wanted to run things. • “I’m the law here,” he cried, jerking out his six-shooter, “and if anybody don’t like it they had better hide out, for I’ve got my war-paint on, and when ‘Old Roy’ gets his paint on he’s hell!” The ranger sergeant expostulated with him and tried to keep him quiet. “Old Roy” wouldn’t quiet. “You have got to hold court to-mor row, judge,” said the sergeant at last, with a quiet determination that meant business. “I mean to have you sober.” He ceased, the old veteran’s pistol, called one of his men, and they soon had the disper of frontier justice in irons. They kept him chained up until he was sober, and only released him then npon his solemnly promising to keep sober. There is a gambler here in the saloon attached to the dance-house who re joices in the name of Faro Jake. Jake is a very gentlemanly fellow and as polite as a French dancing master. He has no small vices—neither smokes, drinks chews nor swears. He is ac counted the most expert faro dealer on the frontier. He lives in a little tent on the outskirts of the town, his com panion being a lovely little girl about 6 years old who calls him papa. The little one’s name is Bessie. She is a pure and innocent creature,with afresh sunny face lighted by great blue eyes. Her hair is as flossy as cornsiik and hangs down her back in long curls. At very infrequent intervals she comes into town. I was here on the occasion of one of these rare visits. It was Sun day evening and work being suspended on most ot the railroad contracts the town was full and business was boom ing. The saloon where her father deals is the largest in town, and at least 200 rough men, armed to the teeth, were scatteied about the apartment. A dance was in progress in the hall. It was just aftei pay-day. Money was flush, and was being squandered with prodigal liberality. I was seated at the corner of the bar wathing the nim ble fingers of a mont dealer at an adjoining table. The air about me was blue with tobacco smoke and profanity. Suddenly a hush fell upon the rioters aud all eyes were turned toward the door. Standing on the threshold, with a half-confident, half-timid look upon her face, was little Bessie. She was dressed in a snow-white dress, and her dimpled arms were clasped about a rough doll, which she held tight to her breast. “Come in, litrle one!” cried a big “navvy.” “Sure there’s no man here will harm a hair uv your head, ye pritty little sun-bame.” Thus assured Bessie came into the room and walked straight to the table where her father was dealing. “Bessie!” he cried aud frowned. “Oh, papa!” she shouted and sprang forward. “I was so lonely, and I just come for one kiss.” She put her arms around the gambler’s neck and laid her soft cheek against his. “Now, please don’t be cross, papa. Kiss me, and I’ll go right back.” Faro Jack kissed the soft red mouth uplifted to his a dozen times. “I can’t be cross with you Bessie,” he said, and carried her to the door. “Run home now, like a good girl.” The hush in the room had deepened and men who, for aught I know, had hands red with the blood of their fei low-kind, held their breath in the pres ence of this vision of loveliness and purity. Jake stooped to kiss her again at the door. One of the dance-hall sires had been devouring the little one with hungry eyes. As Bessie gathered her doll closer and prepared for the run home, she stepped forward. “Jake!” she said, in a hoarse voice, and touched the gambler’s arm. “1 know I ain’t fit to, but will you let me kiss her?” Bessie heard the question and turned her wondrous blue eyes toward the speaker’s face. “Papa don’t care,” she said, “he likes to have people kiss me.” The woman sprang forward and caught her in her arms. She kissed the pure face a score of times and hug ged her close. “God bless you, little angel!” she said, and, setting Bessie down, she turned away. The child ran off, throw ing back kisses from the tips of her pink fingers, and the men cheered. “You’re a fool, Liz!” said a tall cowboy, striding up to the woman. “What do ye want to act so boyish for? Come, let’s have another drink and go bafik to the hall.” “No!” cried the woman, fiercely. “I dance no more, drink no more this night.” She rushed past the cowboy toward the door leading to her tent. When she passed me her painted face had a new light in it and there were tears in her eyes. Ah! one sees a great deal of human nature, good and bad, at Vine garvan. MY DEAR BOY, tf you aro Anxious to ftliine Among the Truly Diood Head this. Burlington Hawlteye. Teleraachns, it will do you ever so much good, if every once in a while you will go away by yourself for an hour or two and get real well acquainted with yourself. “Asa man thinketh. so is he.” And you will never “know thyself” thoroughly unless now and then you get alone and talk to yourself, cross-examine yourself; learn what you know, what are your ambitions, your aims, your hopes; what is your real character, because, my dear boy, your reputation may be one thing and your character quite another Borne times it does happen, in this faulty old world that a really good man, a man whose character is above reproach, may bear the reputation of a rascal, and once in a while, two or three times in a while, in fact, a rascal wears the stolen repu tation of an honest man. Go away now and then, my boy, and sit down all by yourself and think. Think of nothing under the snn but yourself. Yes, I know, my sor, there are men who never think of anything else, and God never made more useless men; but that is be cause they do all their thinking about themselves publicly and aloud. They never think alone. Yon will be honest with yourself when you aro alone, my boy. A man is apt to be honest with himself in the | FOUR DOLLARS PER ANNUX. dark. He does not pose in heroic pos tures when he has no audience. When he stands face to face with himself, with no human eye to watch him, and no hnman ear to listen to his confession and only his Maker, who knows every secret motive aud thought of his life, to see and to listen, a man has to be honest. How could he be a hypocrite then? Why, my boy, I sometimes think when the “two men went up in the temple to pray,” the Pharisee was partly led to pray as he did, because he prayed for the audience; to the congre gation rather than to God. He had his position in society and in the syna gogue to maintain, and he wanted every man who heard that prayer to know just what kind of man he was and how good he was, and so he told all the good things about himself that he knew. “I am not as other men are—extortion ers, unjust, adulterers, or even as this publican.” But the poor publican, “standing afar off,” —ah that was what made him honest; he was away from the crowd-} nobody could hear him; he was alone with God; the omnipotent and omniscient who knew the secret heart of the publican better than the poor man knew it himself, and knowing this, standing face to face with himself, he had to be honest; he said and he knew how weak and faulty he was; how married was all his lile with bright promises and poor, broken, incomplete fulfillments, and as he faced himself and realized how weak and faulty all his life had been and was, he did not and “would not so much as lift np his eyes unto heaven, but smote npon his breast” from his penitent heart and quivering lips broke the old prayer; the cry for mercy that has welled up from humon hearts ever since, echoing the wailing cry of the poor man who stood afar off; “God be merciful to me a sin ner.” Get away from the crowd a little while every day, my boy. Stand one side and let the world run by, while you get acquainted with yourself, and see what kind of fellow you are. Ask yourself hard questions about yourself; find out all you can about yourself. Ascertain from original sources if you are really the manner of man people say you are. Find out if you are always honest; if you always tell the square, perfect truth in business deals, if your life is as goo.d and upright at 11 o’clock as it is at noon; if yon are as sound a temperance man on a fishing expedition as you are at a Sunday-shcool picnic; if yon are as good a boy when yon go to Chicago as you are at home; if, in short, you really are the sort of young man your father hopes you are, your mother says you are, and your sweet heart believes you are. Get on inti mate terms with yourself, my boy, and, believe me, every time you come out of one of those private interviews you will be a better, stronger, purer man. Don’t forget this, Telemachus, and it will do you good. Few Arithmetic Problems. In a school room are twelve benches and nine boys on a bench. Find who stole the teacher’s gad. A laundress takes in twelve shirts and has four stolen from her line. How many are left and what are the losers going to do about it? A farmer sold eleven bushels of pota toes, with the product purchased two gallons of whisky at ninety cents per gallon. llow much per bushel did he get for his tubers, aud where did he keep the jug? A hoy earned twenty cents per day for eighteen days and bought his moth er a muskrat muff costing $2.10. How much did he have left to go to the cir cus with? A mother standing at the gate calls to her boy who is exactly 68 feet dis tant. It takes two minutes and 22 seconds for the sound to Teach him. Find from this the velocity with which a woman’s voice travels. A certain young man waiks five sevenths of a mile for seven nights in a week to see his girl, and after put ting in 112 nights he gets the bounce. How many miles did he hoof it alto gether, and how many weeks did it take him to understand that he wasn’t wanted? A father agreed to give his son four and one-half acres of land for every cord of wood he chopped. The son chopped three-sevenths of a cord and broke the ax and went off hunting rab bits. How much land was he entitled to? A woman earned 42 cent per day by washing, and supported a husband who consumed four dollars worth of provis ions per week. How much was Bhe in debt at the end of each month up to k-house.the time he was sent to the wor Two men agreed to build a wall to gether. One does four-fifths of the bossing and the other three-tenths of the work, and they finally conclude to pay a man $lB to finish the job. Find the length and height of the wall, A woman who arrives at the depot three minutes ahead of train time. She has to kiss seven persons, say "good bye” to thirteen others, send her love to twenty-two relatives and see to four parcels. She accomplishes it all and has forty-one seconds to spare to tell a dear friend how to mix seven different ingredients into a mince pie. How long did it take the train to reach Chicago. Bad temper often proceeds from those painful diorders to which wo | men are subject. In female com plaints Dr. B. V. Pierce’s “Favorite Prescription is a certain cure. By all l druggists. NO. 29.