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THERE'S A BOY IN THE HOUSE.
BY ELIZABETH NfClIOl/S.
There’s a boy in the house, I can tell you,
Os that you are surely aware;
Ilis cap is just under the table,
And his overcoat under the chair.
IIis? boots lie off in that corner,
And his playthings are scattered about.
Yes, a boy in the bouse, I assure you,
01 the fact you’ll have neyer a doubt.
And I made all the house clean this morning,
But his tracks they are everywhere,
And I swept till my arms seemed breaking!
And dusted with greatest care;
But that hoy came in like st whirlwind,
And tumbled things upside down;
Oh, must I spell patience forever,
With never a sigh or frown?
And lie’s always, yes, always hungry,
And crying for something to eat;
So fond of sugar and candy,
Or honey, or anything sweet!
And he’s always forever dirty,
Though I wash him every time
I cau catch tho little rascal —
That mischievous boy of mine!
And lie fights! Oh, I hate to tell it,
With the boy that’s over tho way,
And comes to me bruised and crying
From his battles every day.
He’s an angel, I will acknowledge,
And in life lie’s sure to win,
But then lie has, but a touch, of course,
Just a touch of Original Sin!
Yes, a boy in the house, you would know it,
By tho wrinkles crossing my brow,
By the gray hairs coming from somewhere,
I don’t know when nor how.
By the slates and broken pencils,
By my album tattered and torn,
By the jackets minus buttons,
By the little shoes half worn.
By the gun and the how and arrow,
And tho cunning worn-out chair,
By that cap, sir, under the table,
And his playthings everywhere.
By the book where he studies his letters,
By those pictures on the wall,
Y’es, sir, you are learning the lesson,
But you’ll never know it all.
And at night, when the hou*e is in order,
And the anxious day has fled,
He comes to me cross and sleepy,
And wants to be put to bed.
Too tired to kiss his own mother,
Too tired to walk up the stairs;
Too tired to eat any supper,
Too tired to say his prayers.
And I tumble him in, in a hurry,
And tuck him ever so tight,
And brush back the tangled ringlets,
As I kiss that boy good night.
And I sit and watch by his crib awhile,
And wonder how it would be
If tho little fellow should go away
And never come back to me.
And I push up the golden masses
That tumbled over his brow,
And wonder if any future
Could be as good as now.
Let him tumble up the parlor,
Let him shoot his arrows high,
Let him wear a hole in his jacket,
Let him shout and scream and cry.
Let him hug and kiss his mother,
And may she feel it joy,
For some day she must surely lose
This blue-eyed laughing boy.
Too big to sit on his mother’s lap!
Too big to skip and run!
Tho day is coming, mamma,
Too big for boyish fun!
Too big for his crib and little chair!
Too big to play with the girls!
Too big for the ruffles round his neck!
Too big for the baby curls!
He’ll be wanting shirts and neckties,
All the fixings that he can,
To look, he’ll tell you, as he should,
To look just like a man.
And then, he’ll love another,
Oh! mamma, kiss him now,
For some day other hands than thine
AVill smooth his sunny brow.
Yes, a boy in the house I can tell you,
Os that you are surely aware,
His cap is just under the table,
And his overcoat just under the chair!
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BLAKELY, GA., THURSDAY EVENING, AUGUST 7, 1884.
“Tate, Agoiii* By!’*
BY HELEN PEARSON BARNARD.
“Why, here’s Tate!” observed old Farwcll
from the tavern platform. Hie remark serv
ed a double purpose, it accosted Tate Sykes,
and also let the other frequenters know of
his approach. He added, with the peculiar
inflection of maudlin sympathy, “How do
you find youself, after yesterday?”
“Middlin’ well,” said Tate, gravely; but
walking on.
“Why, look ahere, yer ain’t again bg, be
ye? Why, boys , here’s Tate agoin by!"
Farwell’s tone had changed from sentiment
to intense atonishment, as if it couldn’t be
that Tate was passing their mutual haunt.
Tate Sykes, whose nostrils loyed the scent of
liquor that floated through the open door,
and who always turned in for one glass. It
oftener became more.
But two days before, a sad-eyed, tattered
woman burst in upon their revels, her face
full of agony.
“Where’s my man? Where’s Tate Sykes?”
Then imperatively, “Come home, Tate.
Bess wants you; she’s dying.”
Tate had some manhood left, for he set his
glass down with a groan, and followed his
wife out, bareheaded, in an unwonted
stillness.
That was the last they saw of Tato at the
tavern until then, and he was going by.
Farwell felt that it was unatural. What
had gono wrong? Farwell scratched hie
slightly muddled head for the clew, then
slapped his knee emphatically when he
thought fce found it.
“Hold on, Tate. Mebbe ye thought we’d
oughter to been there, us boys, bein’ as we
was old friends?”
Tate stopped, but did not reply. His
hands were clenched, and a great struggle
was written on hi 3 face. He looked like one
ready for conflict, and lie was; not however
with the poor deluded meu he had drank
with, but with the powers of darkness.
Farwell broke the awkward silence.
“We felt for ye, Tate. If we’d had the
money we’d done the handsome thing with
flowers and sieh. I wouldn’t begrudged
cornin’ down with a hack’n’span’ horses;
fact Tate; but I hadn’t the needful, you
know that, old boy. There ain’t a man in
the country I’d help out sooner, out I
couldn’t. Ye hadn’t orter lay it up again
us, Tate.”
“Boys,” said Tate hoarsely, with frequent
pauses to conquer emotion, “I didn’t expect
ye—to folly my little gal—to—to the grave.
And yer posies would—a been—too late—
tootlate. Ye see, it had been—all thorns
for her—alius—them her father planted.”
A deep sob swelled his brawny chest.
He sank upon the low platform, leaned his
head against a decaying pillar, and wept
like a child.
The “boys” were silent. Old Farwell
laid his pipe aside, and rose with the majes
ty of purpose.
“There, there Tate, don’t yo take on so,
man. She’s gone, an’ parting’s hard; but
we can’t call her back. Come in and have
a drop o’ something. I’ll stand treat.”
They all started eagerly towards the bar
room, except Tate. There was fierce long
ing in his bloodshot eyes, and every breath
ho drew of the impregnated air increased
his thirst; but, to the surprise of all, Tate
Sykes declined tho drink, eyen implored
Farwell not to urgo him.
Farwcll paused, angrily, the faces of the
others darkened, also. Theii murmurs
would have been less gentle, only they re
membered that Tate’s child was dead, and
most of these men, alas! were fathers, tool
They meant sometime to turn about, but
their good resolutions decayed with the old
tavern; by-and-by they would go to drunk
ard’s graves, their souls going -where?
“Don’t never ask me to driuk!” cried
Tate, “for I can’t! Don’t never call me
in here again, for if I do, I’ll shoot myself
I wouldn’t be fit to live if 1 forgot the vows
I made by that little grave. Sit down a bit
I’ll tell ye how I come to this.”
Then Tate began, in a strange hoarse
voice:
“Ye all knew why Meg come after me
that night. She said Bees was dyin’. I
thought she was so white and still. ‘She
wanted you, Tate,’ says Meg. ‘She couldn’t
be easy ’thout ye. She felled me to go fetch
father; she’d wait. Oh, Tate, how I ran,
and now it’s too late! She’s gone; without
her dyin’ wise 1’ Meg cried softly, whisper
in’ this bit by bit, betwixt the tears. I
can't tell ye what felt, boys, settin’ there
beside my lectio gal. There vva’n’t nothing
comfortable for such as she, in that poor
room. It goes without sayin’ there couldn’t
be, and me spendin’ what I did, here.
“Well, boys whilst I was lookin’ at her,
all of a suddent, the color flashed into her
sweet face, and them dear—Tate’s voice
shook—darlin’ eyes flied open—but not to
see me, boys, they looked straight for’nrd,
beyant and up’ards, and says she, startled
like,’ I can’t go alone—its dark— go part
way With me, father dear]’ ”
Tate groaned as he had the night ho was
summoned from tho bar room. When he
eould speak, he said:
"Them was her last words. She give a
great sigh, and left us. There wa’n't no
backin’ out for her, boys, even if her father
couldn’t go part way with cheerin’ words,
an’ scriptur. She had to go alone, in the
dark, my poor leetlo gal. It come over me
then, what I was and what I might a been.
There’s one other left me please God I’ll go
part o’ the wag with her\”.
Tato lutd arisen. He stood erect as lie ut
tered his vow, in a clear distinct voice that
reached even tho man behind the bar. The
fierce appetite had gone from Tate’s eyes,
they glowed with new born purpose. None
of his old comrades detained him- as ho
turned and left the old tavern forever.
♦ - ♦
The Penalty of Filth.
If the statements of newspaper correspon
dents in regard to the bad sanitary condition
of Marseilles and Toulon are to Ic believed,
the wonder is that the rate of mortality from
cholera in these cities lias not been much
higher than has been reported. In the bet
ter parts of Marseilles there is said to be lit
tle sign of the terrible epidemic. NVhile
fewer people are visible than beforo the pan
ic, tho shops are, with few exceptions, open
and business is progressing as usual. In
the poorer quarters the disease flourishes on
the filth which there prevails. Tho streets
filled with garbage, fetid water flowing
through them, and the unused canals cover
ed with all kinds of refuse—rotten vegeta
bles, dead cats, dogs and rats, rotten rags,
etc. —even as late as Saturday last, sent
forth odors which were unbearable to per
sons unaccustomed to such things. In
Toulon the condition is represented to be
worse than in Marseilles. A city of 80,000
people pays no regard whatever to the most
imperative laws of hygiene. There what is
called the natural death rate is always high,
but when abnormal diseases break out they
are said to be invariably of a ninligant type,
and they swell the list to frightful propor
tions.
It is difficult to conceive how the sanitnry
officials of the French Government, and es
pecially of tho cities themselves, could so
wholly neglect their duties as they appear
to have done. They certainly deserve not
only the severest censure, but the severest
punishment allowable by law. Europe is
said to be full of just such cities, which
equal in want of cleanliness and decency
the most disreputablo towns in Asia and
Africa.
The government that permits such state
of affairs not only commits a crime aginst
its own people but against every nation and
harbors the pestilence, propagates it and
sends it on its errand of death and devasta
tion. There appears to be no practicable
remedy fur this. Each country and com
munity will have to look to its own safety',
,ond guard ns best it can against tho ap
proach of prostilential disease, and provide
lor tho combat with them in case they se
cure lodgment within its borders. — Savannah
Neivs.
Georgia Wonders.
Georgia is fast nquiring a reputation as
the home of girls who possess a "peculiar
force.” Lulu Hurst, who amused and mysti
fied New York for two weeks, is now in
Boston, where she will prove, probably, as
great an attraction as sbo did at the first
named city. Another Georgia girl, Mattie
Lee Price, is giving exhibitions of the “pe
culiar force” at Wullnck’s Theatre, New
Yovk, and there is every reason to think that
she will meet with as much appreciation as
Lulu Hurst did. She weighs only ninety
five pounds, and if she performs feats like
those of Lulu Ilust she will do much to
wards destqying the impression that the j
“peculiar force” is nothing more than well
directed and skillfully used muscular power.
There is still another wonder in tiie field.
A lady named Coleman from Atlanta is now
said to he in Washington giving private ex
hibitions of her peculiar power. Reports
credit her with doing’more wonderful things
than is done by either Lulu Hurst or Mattie
Price. It is said thatsho can by placing tfie
end of a billiard cue on a heavy tablo and
holding the’other end of it, raise tho table
clear of the floor. If she can do anything
as marvelous as that the chances arc that
she will outshine either of the other won- ;
ders. When the three wonders get to work
they ought to advertise Georgia pretty thor
oughly. It must not be assumed however (
that Georgia wonders are confined to girls j
with a “peculiar force.” — Savannah Sews, i
The first man who went round the world |
—the man in the moon. i
A Cyclone Strikes Baranm’s Circus
at Cortlaiul, N. Y.
New York Timee.
Cortland, N. Y., July 23.—During tho
afternoon performance of the Barn uni, Bai
ley & Hutchinson circus to-day a cyclone
struck the main tent and destroyed it in
loss than tlirco minutes. At least eight
thousand persons were in the audience and
were thrown in tho wildest confusion.
The tents had been pitched in the suburbs
of town, near the depot of the Khnira, Cort
land and Northern Railway, in largo field,
surrounded on three sides by low hills. To
ward the west the country is flat and thun
der showers easily assume a cyclone shape
on entering the enclosed space. All day
long thousands of poople flocked in from the
surrounding country, and when the perform
ance began there was no indication of any
storm, except that the day was sultry.
About half-past three there wero indications
ot a moderate blow. Assistant manager
Hyatt saw the danger and quietly gave or
ders to prepare the tent for tho emergency.
The four peaks were lowered and all the
stays were tightened while the lastnct of the
circus proper, “the performing elephants,”
was being performed. Mr. Hyatt, fearing
trouble from tho elephants, hastily brought
their drill to a close and called for the hip
podrome performance.
DEMOLISHED BY A CYCLONE.
Just as the last elephant was leaving the
tent and the horses were about to score, the
rain began to fall in torrents. Suddenly a
terrible crash was heard and tho audience
to a man, rose in their seats. A cyelone had
strueh the tent near tho dressing rooms. In
a second tho stays and braces were torn from
, the ground and were fl.ying in a wild, con
fuesd mass above the heads of the terrified
audit nee. About each of the main poles
were a dozen or more attaches, trying to
keep them in position. The animals in the
menagerie tent howled and cried fearfully,
while tho panic-stricken crowd, blinded by
the rain and wind, ran in all directions. To
i add to the confusion the elephants began to
trumpet, and for a time it seemed as if notli
. ing eould prevent them joining the stam
pede. The flying quarter poles were whirl
ed about like flags and were continually
striking the ground in their mad whirligig.
Hopeless con fusion and consternation reigned
everywhere, the two teams of four horses
each, which wore in readiness for the chari
ot race, became unmanageable and ran over
dozens of persons. The kitchen tent was
over thrown and the implements were sent
flying with tho mass. The ensuing scene of
fainting men and women, flying ropes and
stays uncontrollable, riderless horses, all
mixed in one confusion, was indescribable,
and in loss than three minutes the tent was
in shreds and no vestige except the shatter
ed seats remained.
The superior discipline of the. employes
was evident. Every man was at his post
and did his utmost to stop tho riot. Many
i of them were thrown down, but strange to
. say, none were seriously injured. It seems
miraculous that no one was killed. The
J number of those seriously wounded will pro
: Imbiy reach seventy-five. Inasmuch as the
i majority of the audience was from the sur
rounding towns, many were taken directly
to their homos in tho wagons in which they
came. Mr. Hutchison and his assistants
procured immediate medical attendance for
all the wounded they could find and gave
orders that nothing should be spared for their
comfort.
CLEARING AWAY TUB WRECK.
When the news reached tho town intense
excitement prevailed. The firo dopannent
was called out and thousands rushed to tho
scene. In a lew minutes the rain ceased,
but it took several hours to clear the ground
of tho wreck. In the town there was no whirl
wind at all. There was nothing more than
than an ordinary shower. No blame can
bo attached to the management, for tho ac
cident was due entirely to the peculiar loca
tion of the tents. The damage is estimated
at least at SIO,OOO, but the exact amount
cannot he known for some days. It is for
tunate that the eltrphants wero out of the
tent, for had they joined in tho stampede the
loss of life would have been very great.
That it wus a cyclone which struck the tent
is proved by the fact that of all the numer
ous tonts standing on the ground only the
performing and ki token tents were destroyed.
The others remained absolutely fast. No
such accident lias happened to Mr. Barnum
since IX7I, when the main tent was burned
down in Chicago, Having duplicated tents,
the management say they will keepi all their
engagements. j
GreHy’s Success.
There is one fact connected with the Grcc
ly expedition (hat is exciting attention. It
is that Greely’s entire pnrty remained in the
Arctic regions two years without experienc
ing any inconvenience or sickness worth
[ mentioning as long as they had plenty of
food and comfortable quarters. There was
no suffering or loss of life until the party,
having abandoned their station ot Lady
Franklin Bay in accordance with tho well
understood programme arranged two years
before, reached Cape Sabine, where they
expected to find food. There, the party be
ing without proper food and shelter, disease
and death made their appearance among
them. Until within a few years tho belief
was general that scurvy and other dreaded
diseases were incident to Arctic life. The
experience of the Greely party shows that
tins belief is wholly unfounded. All tho
members of the party lived about as com
fortably at Lady Franklin Bay as do the
people in Northern Dakota during u severe
winter. Lieut. Greely was eminently suc
cessful in his undertaking, and accomplished
all that he was expected to accomplish. It
is not improbable that his experience, in
stead of deterring others from attempting to
penetrate the mysteries of the far north, will j
give an additional iinpotus to Arctic cxplo- 1
rations. —Savannah News. ’
The Shrewd Triek of a Cowboy.
*'ono of tho smartest things I ever saw
in my travels,” said a passenger from the
West to a nowspaper repor ( er, “vras a cow
boy stopping a cattle stampede. A herd of
about GOO or 800 had got frightened at some
thing, nnd broke away pell-mell with their
tails in the air and the bulls at tho head of
tho procession. But Mr. Cowboy didn’t get
excited at all when he saw the herd was go
ing for a straight bluff, where they would
certainly tumble down into the canyon and
be killed. You know that when a herd like
that gets going, they ean’t stop, no matter
whether they rush to death or not. Those
in rhe rear crowd those ahead, and away
they go. I wouldn’t haye given $1 a head
for the herd; but tho cowboy spurred up his
mustang, made a little detour, came right in
front of the herd, cut across their path at a
right angle, and then galloped leisurely on
to the edge of that bluff; halted, nnd looked
around at that wild mass of beef coming to
ward him. lie wa3 cool as a cucumber,
though I expected to see him killed, and I
was so excited I could not speak. Well when
the leader had got within a quarter of amilo
of him, I saw them try to slack up, though
they could not do it very quick. But the
whole herd seemed to want to stop, and when
the cows nnd steers in the renr got about
where tho cowboy had cut across their path
I was surprised to see them stop and com
mence to nibble at the grass. Then tho
whole herd stopped, wheeled, straggled back,
and went to fighting for a chance to eat
whero the rear guard wns. You see, that
cowboy had opened a big bag of salt he had
brought out from the ranch to give thecattlo,
galloped across the herd’s courso, and emp
tied the bag. Every critter sniffed that line
of salt, nnd, of courso, that broko up the
stampede. But I tell you it was a queer
sight to set that man out there on tho ledgo
of .that bluff quietly rolling a eigarrette,
when it seemed as though he’d been lying
under two hundred tons of beef in about a
minute and half.”
A Stirring Triumph!
(From the New York “World")
London, England (Special by Cable.)—
In tbe suit of The Charles A. YogelerCo., of
Baltimore, Maryland, U. S. A., against Par
rott. & Co., of this city, the Court of Appeal
, has granted the plaintiffs a perpetual injunc
i tion with costs. The action, which grew
! out of an alleged infringement of plaintiffs'
well-known trade-mark, St. Jacobs Oil, was
originally hoard in the High Court of Jus
tice, where Vice Chancellor Bacon, without
going into tho merits of the case, considered
it was one that should go before the Comp
troller of Trade-Murks. Prom this opinion
The Charles A. Vogeler Company appealed,
claiming that they wero being injuved by
the goods of the defendants, entitled St. Da
vids Oil, being mistaken for theirs, and that
while they had taken steps to bring a caso
before the Comptroller of Trade-Marks,
months would elapse beforo a decision could
be obtained, and as their business would bo
seriously injured by such delay, a restrain
ing order should bo granted at once. Tho
result of tbe appeal was tlmt a perpetual in
junction was made with costs. The proceed
ings before the Comptroller have been aban
doned by the defendants, and the Baltimore
house had thus achieved a double victory
By tbe order of tho Court of Appeal, Par
rott & Co., and their agents, are perpetually
restrained from using the term “St. Davids
Oil,” or any similar term, as well os tho
words, “The Great German Hemcdy,” and
any words or marks similar to those used by
The Charles A. Vogeler Company in connec
tion with their St. Jacobs Oil. The progress
of this suit has been watched with interest
by the mercantile and manufacturing com
munity cf Great Britian, where thousands
of trade-marks of almost incalculable value
are owned. It was shown by the evidence
that plaintiffs and sold during the past few
years, over seven million bottles of St, Ja
cobs Oil, and expended as high as five hun
dred thousand dollars in a single year for
advertising throughout the world. Their
suebess in this suit is regarded with great
satisfaction in business circles. EmincntEn
glish and Amorican legal talent figured in
the case. The counsel for The Charles A.
Vogeler Company, of which latter Mr. 11. D.
Umbstaettor was peronally present, were
Queen’s Counsel Theodoro Aston, assisted
by John Cutler and Theodore MacKctna of
London, Rowland Cox of New York, and
Gen. William Ilcnry Browne of Washington,
D. C.
Hanover, O; Feb. 13,1884.
After having lung fever and pneumonia
l had a dreadful cough and could not sleep
at uight. The doctors told me 1 had Con
sumption and would die. I have taken
six butiics i ’iso’s Cure and my cough is
entirely gone aud I am well as ever.
Emeune Ford.
NO. 6.