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JUNE It, 1904
THE SUNNY SOUTH
THIRD RAGE
Brown <SL Hayne, Cotton Rings,
MaKe Predictions (SI Recount ^Stirring Scenes
By MARIE B. OWEN.
Wrttcn for C/ic .Sunny South
OTTON is king and New Or
leans is the seat of his
empire. .Vs ‘The Pit,"
Norris’ wheat epic, was
cradled in Chicago, so will
’’The Ring" or its titular
equivalent, the great cot
ton epic, be b.orn and nour
ished In the Crescent City.
At this point , every as
pect of the "wool tree,”
as the cotton plant was
called in medieval times,
he studied. The members
or the cotton exchange are men in whose
business transactions absolute trust
worthiness obtains. Every man’s word
la as good as a thousand bonds, and is
adhered to i n business performances ab
solutely, even if it beggars him. In all
the world there Is no body of men among
whom exists a finer esprit d’ corps. Two
draeatlo incidents transpiring within re
cent weeks upon the floor of the exchange
will illustrate the truth of the assertion.
At the first rumors of actual hostilities
between Russia and Japan the cotton
market took a tumble. T]ie corner in
cotton was threatened. The bulls and
bears were tumultuously scrambling and
contending about tho ring. The little
bronze lad in the basin complacently
blew his own conch shell horn while for
tunes were being dashed to fVces at
every trumpet call of the young man in
the box above the ring. Pandemonium
reigred. In all the mass of panic strick
en brokers there was but one cool man.
and ho of all others had most cause to
fear, for he was Brown, th» king of the
bulls, the head of tho clique that bad
cornor-’d the market. At a crucial mo
ment he sprang to a chair and In strident
tones commanded his fellow-brokers to
compose theeselves. Suddenly a hush
fell upon them. The scraping of the
chalk on the blackboard was the only
sound In the vast room. "You are ruin
ing yourselves, gentlemen. You are
frightened. The market Is In no danger.
Don’t sell your cotton for nothing. This
panic i3 a matter of false rumors and
nerves. I will buy five thousand hales
Of May!" and returning to his place at
the ring he bid for more and, more at
good prices until the crisis passed. Al
though thousands of dollars were lost
during the previous excitement, many
fortunes were saved to his adversaries
by the steady nerve of this masterful
man.
Another Instance of mutual helpfulness
occurred tho day Sully failed. ,The news
had not reached the exchange. Ridding
was lively. Frank Y. Ilayne, one of the
big bull clique, cried out: "I will buy
five thousand May, I will buy ten thou
sand May, I will buy fifteen thousand
May!” Out In the room quite away from
the ring Mr. Ellis had been handed a
private telegram containing the news
about Sully, Had he been looking for
the main chance he could have slipped
the message into hiis pocket, stepped to
tlie ring and sold Mr. Hayne the fifteen
thousand May at a profit of $150,000
But self was effaced. With chivalrous
magnanimity he hastened to Mr. Haynes’
rescue, crying as he ran, “Stop that
Frank, stop buying. Sully has failed:’’
A few days later a gentleman con
gratulated him upon his conduct. "Oh,
that was no more than Haynes would
have done for me!” he replied nonchal
antly. Dramatic scenes trans" red daily
with these captains of industry, who prac
tice the soldierly virtue of rood faith.
Today they are allies, tomorrow arrayed
under the standards respectively of
"bull" or "bear" they may fight to the
death, hut it is all done under the usages
of a code of honorable transaction.
goods. No woman interviewer had ever
before dared to beard the lions in their
dens. Being a worthy scion of a long
line of southern gentlemen who believed
that ungallant treatment of a woman
constitutes the crime of lese majesty,
Mr. Hayne received me with marked
patience and ljylpftilness. On his desk
were piles of letter* and telegrams. All
during the Interview clerks and messen
ger boyis were bringing him cotton news
or inquiries. I apologized for Intruding
on a busy man's time. He reassured
me of his willingness to facilitate my
commission.
I wanted him to talk about himself,
his part In the bull campaign, hut with
a shrewd avoidance of the personal side
ho talked about cotton. He Is one Of
main as long a.s I desired and ask any
thing I wanted to know about cotton.
Mr. Hayne. when asked who ultimately
bore the hardship of high-priced cotton,
replied that there was no hardship any
where, that "the consumer of the finish
ed product is the only man that doesn’t
get more money out of his transaction
than he put In It if the farmers, traders
and manufacturers use sane business
methods. The consumer's burden was
no greater hardship than protection, a
policy which has made the northern peo
ple rich." High-priced cotton has made
the south rich. Here In New Orleans
there Is more money than we know what
to do- with in the way of Investments.
The scarcity of trustworthy industrial
labor is our great need. We have the
er. Inexperienced management and un
skilled labor will sink a good deal of the
promoters' money, hut doubtless cotton
will finally be sucessfully grown in the
localities you name.”
"How do you keep track of the supply
and demand?" I asked At this moment
the cable man finished translating into
plain English a number of messages.
One was an inquiry from L-da Minor, one
of Information from Germany and an
other of advice from Liverpool.
"That Ib how it. Is done,” Mr. Brown
said, as he showed me the cables. "I
have spent several hundred dollars today
in messages." Here the telegraph boy
handed in a yellow paper, which Mr.
Brown road, and filed. The facts of sev
eral thousands of new spindles beginning
Cotton Exchange at New Orleans. Scene of Many Exciting Contests,
THE LION’S DEN.
I determined to Interview .some of the
bulls who had managed the famous cam
paign resulting in the inte cotton corner.
After I had listened to a lengthy debate
between daring curiosity and prudence
I yielded to the "plunging" Influences
which I had absorbed fron* the visitors'
gallery. Across from the cotton ex
change Ijs the splendid new .twelve-story
sky-scraper, tho Hibernian bank build
ing, In which the Equitable Insurance
Company has six thousand a year offices.
When I had taken out a policy in favor
of "fools who -rush In where angels dare
to trend," etc., I timidly walked into
Varieties ally, where the president of
tne exchange has his office. There I
wished to confirm some data npon which
to predicate m.v proposed "interviews.”
The young clerk to whom I explained
my errand expanded his countenance with
a roomy smile and "passed In the word"
to one of his coinpeers who grinned
good humoredly' and disappeared. Not
being deaf, I was the beneficiary of th's
interesting dialogue between the presi
dent and the messenger:
"A young lady to see you, sir."
"I don't want to see any young lady:
I’m busy.”
“Well, she’s not a real young lady, sir."
"I want to see her less then; Im busy.’
The hoy with the roomy smile looked
responsible and proffered his services. I
got what I went for. and departed
speedily.
On Gravier street, back, or the ex
change. are the sample rooms and offices
of some of the big spot cotton buyers
of New Orleans. Here I found Mr. Hayne.
who is not only a cotton futures man,
hut a leader among the spot cotton
Arms. Mr. Hayne Is a prominent club
man, the king of the recent carnival,
and a man of prominence in every re
spect. Having so many business obli
gations and social distinctions I had
formed an idea that I was about to
meet a man with a rubber tired voice
and a real tired manner. I at least ex
ported him to excuse himself from a
newspaper interviewer, least of all a wo
man interviewer. The only woman whom
r have ever seen in that part of the city
was an old soul who hacks typewriter
the original higher price cotton prophets.
"Why do you think cotton will hold up In
I prices, even at what it now brings?" I
asked him. Ho prefaced his reply with
several business axioms, among them:
"The price of any commodity of common
utility is regulated by supply and de
mand. The new cotton crop will bring a
good price- because the demand is great-
er than
the su;
ppi.v.”
"But 1
6-cent
cotton ha
s incited a vast-
ly inert-;
ised a<
•reage,’’ I
dared to inter-
jozt.
"Very
true,"
Mr. Hayn
le assented, "the
farmers
ar f . pit
inting mo]
re acres, but Un
sufficient harvi
?st labor
is the problem.
A given
set of
hands ca
n plant and cul-
tivate more kv
itton than
they can pick.
Shortage of co
it ton pivkt
;rs is a guaran-
tee of n
o great
er linrvos
t than the aver-
age, for
w h ic h
demand i
s far beyond the
supply.
The it
egro farm
hands are going
to the
towns
and to i
ndustries of all
sorts, st
it-h as
new railrt
lads, mines, for-
est ry, ns
iva! st<
ires busin-
ess, wharf hands
and, in
fact.
everythin
g else hut the
farm.”
"But I.«
i not tl
tern a fori
dgn Immigration
that can be employed on the farms?” 1
asked.
"There are many Italians coming to the
cotton states.” Mr. Hayne agreed, “hut
they have to learn tho business and they
are poor customers. All a negro makes
during the week he spends at the com
missary on Saturday. All a Daigo makes
he sends back to Italy, or hoards for
the day when he can carry it hack. He
adds little to the general prosperity and
does not assimilate with Conditions, nor
become naturalized in the spirit even If
in the left r.”
"Will the boll weevil have an appre
ciable effect on the market?” I inquired.
•Mr. Hayne thought so to a considerable
degree, but not as much so as shortage
of labor. "Besides, there is always t ho [
weather man to consider in the matter j
of crops.” h" adder] with questionable
resignation. Each time that 1 arose to
go with apologies for consuming a busy
man's time I was politely urged to re-
money; we need muscle. The negro me
chanic and manual laborer gets good
wages, and can make enough In two days
to subsist in riotous idleness the balance
of the week.”
"What do you think about the theory
of seed deterioration?" I asked in con
clusion. Wild horses couldn’t drag any
Sully talk out of any of the profes
sional cotton men in New Orleans. Seed
deterioration as a short crop guarantee
is Mr. Sullyy's "stunt." so Mr. Hayne
asked me an Irrelevant question In reply.
The professional cotton men handle the
subject gingerly. The laity is glib enough
on Sully.
“Sully, well Sully has failed. He is out
of It. He is a dangerous, unsettling ele
ment in the market. He is a plunger.”
In cotton parlance, Sully is gin cut and
good for nothing but a rope.
Next door upstairs is the nlflce of Wil
liam Perry Brown, king of the cotton
bulls. From some yellow journal liere-
say I was prepared to behold In this gen
tleman the twin brother of the poet’s
hero. “The man that didn't give a damn."
On the contrary, another ideal was shat
tered, for as soon as I arrived In earshot,
though still out of vision, I heard Mr.
Brown give one vigorous unmistakable,
masculine damn! I had heard the word
before (on the stage), and remembered
that everybody laughed. Then I laughed
and the cotton classer laughed, and the
stenographer, the telegraph boy, the cable
cypher expert and the king of cotton
bulls himself. After this the dreaded
Interview was as pleasant as getting
money from home. Several hundred
bales of spot cotton had temporarily got
ten lost ?n transit, ami hence Mr. Brown’s
histrionic expletive. Before I left they
Were reported found and the incident,
was closed. Mr. Brown is a man of vig
orous primary emotions. He was one
of the bulls who came out whole In tne
famous Peter Dabouisso campaign of
1896. which resulted in a g acral smash
up. He has helped to corner the mar
ket before this campaign and I had al
ready been told that no man living
knows more about cotton than he.
"in 1898, when cotton was selling for
| 5 cents, the manufacturers invented all
; : orts of new uses for it,” he said when
| asked some questions.
NEW AVENUES.
“Wool and silk were adulterated with
it and a thousand new ways of using the
staple were devised. These avenues of
utilization will not be closed. These
goods surreptitiously adulterated with 5-
cont cotton can still he adulterated witn
15-cent cotton, with a paying margin in
competition with aTT wool or all silk goods
which they simulate. The international
commerce of the world has carried cot
ton goods into new markets, and the
hitherto literally naked tribes of the earth
are learning that while tlie body may be
more than raiment, they can still have
raiment with esthetic advantage.
“Therefore the demand is great for
cotton goods. What the south needs now
i* a machine. If some genius will in
vent a ruoessful mechanical cotton*
picker—well, maybe the bPars would get
their innings.”
"What do you think about the experi
ments in cotton in the African colonies
of England, France and Germany?”
"I think that likely fifty years from
—w they will be a factor, but not soon-
actlvity away up in the southern hills
went down on a memorandum.
Eternal vigilance and keen intelligence
Is the secret of Mr. Brown’s success.
"He knows cotton In its several aspects—
agricultural, industrial and commercial.
His brokerage business in spot cotton
is said to average a hundred thousand
bales a year. He Is a born projector.
The Hibernian hank is the upshot of his
boundless energy. New Orleans needed
another hank. It should he capitalized
at $1,000,000. Tlie list of possible stock
holders was made, the charter u:.<wn up,
an invitation extended to the selected
gentlemen for a meeting and each was
notified that his acceptance ul :.«c $50,-
I 000 blocks could be rejected then on tho
spot and Mr. Brown would put it to his
j owq allotment. Not a man declined. In
thirty minutes the company was organ
ized. So the slo. y is told in Now Or
leans when the building It pointed out
to strangers. If William Perry Brown
never had another monument this tall
pile piercing the sky. line is sufficient
attestation of his judicous energy and
masterful busnoss achievements.
VERSATILE GENIUS.
The one thing of particular note In the
man is his business x’ersatility. If some
fine day the benrs should spoil things for
hlm'at the ring h*- has his cotton broker-
age'business. If some man should invent
,a machine for manufacturing ramie that
weevil proof plant which can be machine
harvested four times a year with one
planting, and that planting good for all
time, should dethrone Kli*g Cotton al
together. Mr. Brown would still be a pow
erful comjpercial factor as a hanker.
If there were no more banks he’d do some
of the common things of life In such an
uncommon way that the world would
recognise the creative genius, the limitless
Ingenuity of the man. if he were to
] take a holiday and write what he knows
j about coitfin or commerce or nerve, he’d
have as many publishers at his heels as
he had news reporters during the great
cotton corner. His English is vigorous,
correct and terse, and his conversation
is replete with illustrations of those
things most familiar and therefore most
effective.
In his cotton transactions he calculates
the .relative relation of supply and de-
J mand exactly as a shipbuilder does the
( parity of the moment of weight and the
moment of buoyancy. Nothing is guess-
I work . All is calculation, estimation,
j “A bull is a creator, a bear is a para
site, a blood sucking vampire," was one
of ills figures of speech. "Then you are
always a bull?” 1 interjected. "I am a
business man,” he replied with an equiv
ocal smiie on his face. The cotton ex
change is rot an institution for the dis
semination of philanthropy or altrusm.
it is the pulse of the cotton market, and
Mr. Brown has his fingers on it.
the Newfoundland salmon.
(From Country Life in America.)
When I got my first rise I felt a good
deal like the man who, the first ti»io Tie
•■rent salmon fishing, had such a huge
rise that he thanked his lucky stars tho
pionster had missed, and immediately
went home, for fear the next time the
fish might be successful in taking the fly.
My first fish was not a monster, prob
ably not more than 15 pounds; but he
took the fly on a very long cast, and, as
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3ulldl»«. »» ill took.
he made the first frantic jumps, the rush
ing water against the bellying line proved
too much of a strain and the leader part
ed. Not more than five seconds of In
tense excitement had I experienced, but
the thrill was beyond ail things I had
ever known, and the sense of loss when
the strain so suddenly left the rod can
not be conveyed by words.
The following morning we moved camp
still further up stream, so as to be near
the best waters. 1 decided to try my
luck in the pool iTfrectly in front of our
camp before starting, and before break
fast (about 5 o'clock) I cast a Jack Scott
on the running water at the head of the
pool. No sooner had the fly sunk an Inch
or so than a fish rose, rather lazily and
without touching the fly. Instead of
waiting I immediately cast over the same
place and got another unsuccessful rise.
My heart was throbbing vigorously as I
cast again and again with no effect. I
Was Just about to change the Jack Scott
for a silver doctor when the water broke
about ,the fly, which was well below tho
surface. A glimpse of a dorsal fin ana
1 felt the line tighten, and instantly the
reel began to hum as the fish ran down
stream before making its first jump.
Over tho pool lie went, the fish tugging
and jumping and in every way opposing
my efforts to bring him to still water.
There was no sulking; whenever not run
ning he tugged with such force that I
doubted whether we should ever see each
other at close quarters. But though a
tierce fight, It was nut a long oiTe. The
end came after less than twenty minutes
of the keenest excitement I have ever
fait, and, though .no fish weighed but 8
pounds, I mu-t own to a sense of happi
ness that no other sporting experience has
•ver given me. Trout and bass fishing
are well enough, but—well, we don’t talk
about going trout or bass fishing next
year . The Newfoundland salmon suits us
perfectly.
“Pardners”
CONTINUED FROM FIRST PAGE.
the rushes less frequent. With a wheezy
shout of triumph. Uncle Billy swung it
to land, and—
“Jumpin’ Jehosaphat! Billy! Billy! Oh,
my!"
| Uncle Joe was down on tho grass roll
ing over and over in an ecstasy of mirth.
“VVha—what's the matter, Joe, air you
sick?” anxiously queried Uncle Billy.
I ‘Oh, nuthin’s the matter. Billy,” an-
I severed Uncle Joe. when at last he rose
l to a sitting posture, "only your bass ain’t
I n bass. It's nothin’ hut a dratted gar!"
With a look or disgust Uncle Billy dis
patched the shark of Inland waters, and
the "pardners" ate their dinner.
After dinner they sat In the shade and
grew reminiscent. Bygone sports, sleigh
ing. picnics, shows, the young folks of
two generations ago. were brought to life
again. Sometimes their voices rang with
almost boyish laughter. Sometimes their
eyes grew misty with tears, and over all
the glorious sky of the June Sabbath, and
through all the voice of tho water falling
over the “riffle," up stream.
"Bill, shore’s I live, there's a redbird's
! nest in that ellum. Shew!
I "I wish I was sixty years younger. How
I I’d like to look in that nest and see if
i redblrds’ eggs look like they used to when
we was hoys. You used to he a mighty
good climber, Billy. What say you to
climbin’ up an’ gettin’ me an egg or
two?”
"Me climb, at my age?”
"Why. yes. I'm only a year older'n
you, Bllv, hut you are a dozen times more
soople than I tie. I've watched your hack
its you go down the street, an’ you step
as spry as a hoy of 20.
“Uncle Billy was n"t proof against this
| flattery.
j “If 1 had a rail an’ you’d boost me a
little—T might try.
Uncle Joe found a rail, put one end
against the tree and gave Bncle Billy th c
rcojiirod “boost.”
He reached the lower limbs In safety,
and in a short time had secured the eggs,
which he dropped one bv one into Uncle
Joe’s "handkercher.” Then he started
to get down When he reached the lower
limbs the rail way .gone.
"Say, Joe. nut back that rail."
’’I guess you’d better stay up there.
Billy, where you kin keep cool. It’s aw
ful hot down here.”
“Please, Joe! Don't act a fool. Please
put up the rail. Please do;
“Oh, I dimno, Billy. 1 guess I’ll have
to leave you now. It's gittlng late any-
uow. an’ 1 don’t want to be out in the
night air, and Joe started as if to
leave.
'"Joe! Joe! Come hack, Joe! Come
back. Please!”
“No, Billy. Guess I’d better git hack
to town an’ let folks know where you air.
What you s’pose Brother Meecham will
say when he hears you ve been fishin •
an robbln poor little innocent birds’
nests? Think of it’, you, at your age—an’
on Sunday, too!" And then Joe was
gone.
&f>e Louisiana Jicadians
and Evangeline
By
JNO. A. PHILLIPS. \
I
RV/t.ce -'■•- • (
ID the author of Evange
line know the story of
of Emmeline Tabiehe? in
Tlie Sunny South of May
21, Helen Gray, i n her
true story of Evangeline,
leaves her readers to in
fer that Longfellow's
Evangeline, except In the
denouncement., is founded
On the Acadian story of
Emmeline Fablche.
The following item
would seem to raise a
doubt as to the correctness of the In
ference. Perhaps I should add that the
Item is a newspaper scrap, but it ap
pears to he. authentic:
Several years ago. long before the
poet Longfellow’s death, a club of young
married women in Boston were in the
habit of meeting with mo every Wed
nesday morning for study, writes Caro
line H. Dali, in Springfield Republican.
On one occasion we discussed the poem
of “Evangeline,” and the various crit
icisms upon it. I told tho young people
how it originated, biff shortly after saw-
in the paper a wholly different account.
I had known Longfellow ever since I
was a child, and I thought to myself:
’I cannot have those girls saying to
each other some day, Mrs. Dali told us
this, but it turns out not to be true. 1
will go and ask the poet.’
I went; I have a minute record of what
occurred in my diary, and something
similar is related in young Hawthorne’s
life of his father. Neither Is accessible
at the present moment, but X can trust
my memory.
“I am very glad to answer questions,”
Mr. Longfellow said. “Sometime before
I wrote ‘Evangeline’ Hawthorne and
Sumner were dining with me, and I
think there must have been others pres
ent. After dinner Hawthorne told us
that he had lately become inTerested in
tho exile of the Acadians. It excited his
Imagination.
'He fancied two lovers widely
•rated and wandering for years, meetl-s,
only to die. and wished to mako a novel
of it. He, however, thought tho subject
too difficult, and fancied he should have
to give it up. I waited a while, heard
nothing more about the novel, and final
ly asked Hawthorne if he were willing
that I should make the story the subject
of a poem. He gladly consented, and
was one of the first to congratulate me
on its popularity.”
X asked Iiongfellow If I might publish
his statement.
“As far and wide as you please,” ha
answered. In his hearty way.
Humiliation and rage were tumultuous
in tho soul of Uncle Billy.
With a bravery born of desperation he
"cnoned" out along the, Jlmb. It swayed
under his weight, but he knew an elm
limb woi^d not break. Lower and lower
It swayed under him until lie felt safe in
dropping to the ground. When he toughed
ground nrul convinced himself he was free
from hurt a mighty resolve entered his
heart. If he could only lay hands on
Joe what a settlemom. there would bei!
Just then Uncle Joe emerged from be
hind a tree In a paroxysm of laughter.
“You came down—haw-haw—haw—jest
jilte a—haw—-haw-haw—jest like a coon!”
; end he bent 'almost double in an ecstasy
of mirth.
“I’ll coon you, you misreable old.'white-
headed reprobate!" And then—-the-two old
boys had their last boy fight.
When the battle was over t’ncle Joe’s
shirt collar was minus a button hole, his
sleeve was torn, and he was expectorat
ing mouthfuls of sand and grass that-
nad l>een foced Into it by the irate Wil
liam. For Undo Billy himself, he had
a scratched face, from which the blood,
oozed in little sweat like drops. But
for once in his life he had whipped his
“pardner,” made him eat dirt, and say
"enough."
Then—they both agreed-that it was all
In fun.
"Billy, ain’t you afeertl your pap’ll
lick you for goin’ to the river on Sun
day?"
Uncle Billy responded with a feeble,
mirthless laugh, and then his old face
took on a look of infinite yearning.
Out of the gathering shadows arose
the old log farm ’house with its roof of
clap boards Leaning upon the "paling"
front, gate .v:js his father—his father as
he had been in middle life, five and six
ty years ago. ,
Tie saw himself, a .barefoot boy, in
homespun trousers, coming up the wood's
path that led from the fishing hole. He
could hear, the swish of the beech sprout
! wieTuCu by his father, could feel again the
Sharp pain of Its strokes. He heard his
mother, who was straining the milk air
the spring house door, say;
"Thomas, don't be too hard on tho
boy. Like enough that Joe Graham
coaxed him to.”
A sense of pain wrenched his heart
as the scene faded, and he slowly an
swered :
“I dunno, J'oe, but ’pears like I'd swap
my soul off. hide an' tail, as the feller
says, if I jes was a hoy agin."
And Uncle .Toe. with a childish quaver
in his old voice, responded:
“Me, too: - ’
VASTNESS OV STAR CANOPUS.
The conception of the magnitude of the
star Canopus, which Is regarded as tne
greatest body in the universe, is difficult
indeed, even when Mr. Gore, of the Royal
Astronomical Society, furnishes the sun
ns a step by which the Imagination may
raise itself. One has some appreciation
of tho size of the earth with its circum
ference of 25.000 miles. Tne sun is more,
than a million times as large as the
earth. The mass of Canopus has been
weighed astronomically anti found to he
one million times greater than that of
tne sun.
A GUARANTEED
CURE FOR Pi LEE
Not a Cent of Money Pe_td Unless
| You Are Ctired So lliat You Know
j You "Will Stay Cured—Pilozone
j Embodies a Secret Principle Never
j Before Recognized by the Medical
I Fraternity.
J Bilozone, the marvelous remedy’ which
I has cured ever five thousand cases of
| piles during the past year, is sold under
I a new plan.
I A full, complete treatment (not a so-
called trial treatment) will be sent pre-
paid to any man or woman who will
j agree to pay for it if convinced that it
I will cure.
j Any person rated in Dun or Brad .street’s
who will write upon his or her own ietter-
| head asking for Bilozone, will receive
• the treatment with complete dir ”ions
for use and we will wnlt for cur pay until
the sufferer is satisfied that he or she Is
! cured.
I Any person who is not rated by the
' commercial agencies can have the treat-
! ment hv getting the approval of a rated
| business man.
‘ Bilozone is not expensive. From the
j very nature of the remedy and the fact
J that it CURES it must cos- y j more
j than suppositories and ointments, but
! there is no reordering necessary. Our
| price covers enough Piiozone to cure you
i no matter how stubborn your case or of
i how long standing.
In sending for Bilozone sufferers si oulri
I state carefully whether tne hemorrhoids
are internal or external; whether they
iteh, whether there are tumors: whether
or not he is constipated; whether there i s
bleeding; what previous treatment or
I operations have been undergone; whether
j there are seat-worms; and whether any
' member of the family has ever suffered
; from cancer of the rectum. In fact, give
j a complete history of your case.
! Bilozone CERES in from • **-. cn to fveit-
I ty-ono days, and never falls,
i Write today to The Bilozone institute,
i 51 Institute Square. Hinsdale. Ills.
j WORK FOR DOCTORS AT PANAMA
| (Alfred Noble in June Slice--as.)
I Not -inly the engineers, hut also too
J doctors, will have much work to do m
I connection with the construction of tl
j Panama canal. The health condu: : - :a
! the vicinity are very had; it woui.i he
j difficult to find wars'-. The civ-gres fee. .-,
I which is peculiar to this region—bring
j named, indeed, after the river of tout
name—prevails constantly and - a v- y
| serious menace to the lives • f m- n v on
the north. I am -confident that it • o. b
{ stamped out. but 'his will he a diffle It
| task, well worthy of the effort hie
: best medical ability in this country.
The climate itself is not unfavorable to
j health. The danger lies in the swam; s
on the coast and in t'ri- absolute 1... it • '
sanitation in the towns. TVn-
will have to be drained and a c
sanitary system put into o --:oh o. I
I work must he put unde; the •; -
a medical man of firmness, soi.vd i h -
and strong executive ability. To : ro. t!
manual labor oft th. canal will he •! •
by acclimated natives, a largo -
men from the United States will b.- em
ployed as superintendents and for
work requiring skill -and . lucatio:
.Many young American mil m-
ichanical engineers are. looking to Li
ma for opportunities, and ther. wil
places for a eonsidvaluc pr r; -
those who want them. The liv.-s •'
I men are too valuable to Is son:, , n
un-healthful conditions that can tv rem-
| edled. Some of the first and ni : .' -
portant undertakings in the -a-
try must he prosecuted by pins i
STOP CATARRH BEFORE IT BECOMES CONSUMPTION
I T is money thrown away to try to cure Catabrh with so-called blood purifiers and tonics.
Catarrh, in its incipiency and early stages ; is a purely local disease and can be cured
only by a remedy reaching directly tlie affected parts. After long and patient scientific
research an absolutely unfailing remedy for this dreadful disease was discovered and
perfected, A combination of rare herbs, which produces when smoked in a pipe or cigar
ette a healing, soothing, penetrating vapor, going directly to the seat of the disease,
driving out the germ and absolutely and permanently eradicating every vestige of
catarrh, is now offered to the public in the wonderful TOTAL ECLJPSE CATARRH CURE*
Encloses His ChecK for Another Package.
New York, July 18,1003.
Eclipse Medicine Co., Atlanta Ga. „ , „ m ,
Gentlemen: Please send mo by return mnll nnotlter package of your Total Eclipse
Catarrh Bure for which X enclose you my check for $1.00. I am so much improved from
the use of the first package that I feel sure a complete cure will be effected. The remedy
is certainlv a wonder and fully justifies all you say about it.
The remedy should find a ready sale In this city where tho humid atmosphere militates
against those suffering from Catarrh. Yours very truly, Bruce L. Hick.
#1
Total Eclipse Catarrh Cure,
one package for pipe, or
one hundred Cigarettes,
$1.00
Sent by mail, postpaid, at above prices. Remit by Registered Letter,
P. O. or Express Order. 50 1-2 N. BROAD STREET, ATLANTA, GA.
M i ATLANTA
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