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S. quickly and effectually clears the blood of all morbid, unhealthy humors, and the old, troublesome sore heals. At the same time the general health is invigorated and built up. When a little scratch or hurt fails to heal readily, you may be sure your blood is bad. S. S. S. will soon put it in order and keep it so. , , Our Medical Department is in charge of experienced physicians, who have made blood diseases a life study. If j*ou will write them about your case, they will gladly furnish all information or advice wanted, without any charge whatever. Address SY/IFT SPECIFIC* C0>, ATLANTA, GA. THE RING OF. THE MATTERHORN. BY JOHN J. a’BECKET. Copyright. 11)00, by John J. n’ilccket. ggj ftCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'.-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO' &-,M^tt-JXi' , XS f ‘# s S&& S!XSSS:S &'-' i &&&&$SttSii$i&S$tSSSS$SSSSSSSSSS$SSSi CHAPTER Ii. T3E ASCENT OF THE BOCK V AUTOCRAT OP THE ALPS. Miss Fiorence'Rodney' having made up.tier mind as strongly as she could that elm would scale the Matterhorn, • Eet abont it systematically from tho bo- ginniiig. Her feeling that she conld do it was based on tho fact that two or three women bad done it. Sho was in perfect physical condition, her heart, lungs. legs and arms all that a healthy woman could desiro, and she was not affected with vertigo from heights. First, she bound her uncle to secrecy about tim matter. A Vassar woman professor was going to chaperon tlireo or four girls on a European trip, and Miss Rodney arranged to go with them. She took long walks, used to go to some of the towering buildings in New York and walk np the wearisome flights of stairs to tho very top and practiced in a gymnasium two or three hours a day with dumbbells and on a trapeze. She made n confidant of Dr. Kimball, who, after one professional duty protest against it. entered into tho idea enough to give her the full benefit of his ex perience and advice. Ho suggested what guides she had best secure, which way to take up tho lordly peak, where to stay and how mneh things ■ wonld cost her. Uncle Josinh gave her about the amount that ho argned she wonld spend at home, and Miss Rodney bor rowed some more from two or tlireo friends. When Miss Rodney got to Paris, slio parted from the Vassar professor and party nnder the pretest that sho had to meet a friend in Switzerland. Tho friend was the Matterhorn, but this Miss Rodney did not explain to her old teacher The yonng girl soon nfter found her self at Montrenx From there she went to Visp and remained that night. Tho next dny she took a mnle and rode to St. Niklans and from there in a carriage to Zermatt At each advance her heart heat faster She was approaching tho rocky autocrat of the Alps, whose sharp peak. 14.Olhl feet in the air. seemed to await the coming of the adventnrons girl with silent disdain Sometimes her heart misgave her Then she had to fall buck-on suck revivers of her determina tion as tlie thought or what Undo Josiah’s perennial scorn and ddiglit in her discomfiture wonld be if she failed. She also fortified herself with tho recol lection of Miss Hrevoort, a New York woman, like herself, who had glorified her sex by putting the top of the Mat terhorn under her feet in 1871. and of Felicito Carrel, the daughter of a guide, to be sore, bnt a girl who 'had scaled the soaring crest of this redoubtable Mont Cervin. If they conld do it, why not she? , Miss Rodney staid at the Hotel Mont Cervin in Zermatt. She secured the services of the two most celebrated and experienced guides for the attempt she could get, paying them 100 francs for the ascent. Some delay was necessary waiting for weather that .wonld he as propitious as possibla When such a day came and the guides annonneed their readiness to start, Miss Rodney, al though not a professedly.religions girl, fell on her knees in her room and prayed with simple earnestness that the Lord who made tho mountain wonld help her to scale it. Then with a rapid ly beating heart she started on her at tempt to get one more petticoat victory of the Matterhorn. Her rosy cheeks were slightly blanched, bnt the color of her will was not. The party struck np the mountain to the right of the Gorner glacier. Before long they reached a wild and rocky Alp, from which heathery upland sprang the triangular peak of tho mighty Matter horn. Off at the cast was Monte Rosa. Miss Rodney was regaining her com posure and her nerve. Her love of na-: tnre reveled in the beautiful sublimity of this inonntain tossed region. When they reached tho Schwarzsee, the lonely little lake sleeping darkly in its mountain bowl 8,000 feet above tho sea, with tho rough stone chapel beside it, her eyes again rested on tho heaven piercing peak which had for her a thrilling fascination. Tho night was passed in this spot. At 3 in the morn ing they resnmed their course. Already Miss Rodney was realizing that climb ing a dizzy Alpine height was no child’s play. Sho thought of the gray haired lady with reverence, and sho also re called again Felicito Carrel, the moun tain girl, and her own townswoman, Miss Brevoo'rt. There was ever a stim ulus in tho thought of these. The whole extent of tlio Gorner glacier stretched before her eye, whoso vision extended to the Cima di Jazi toward tho east. It was a glorious view. In the afternoon tho Hnt was reached, and thcro Miss Rodney and her adju tants passed'thc night. The conduct of the guides was perfectly correct and matter of fact. In the morning the last stage of tlie ascent was to be made. The Hut is some 2.000 feet above the Schwarzsee chapel, and from six to eight hours are necessary to pass from this point to the summit When Miss Rodney felt the ropo tied abont bur which bound her to the lusty guides, tliero was something of the feeling in hersonl that one may experi ence n> the halter is adjusted to his neck Lint the die was cast Go up she wonld if go up she.could There is ho need to dilate on the hardship the terrors, the dnm/ers o* that final stage. As one after the other was snrmounted her spirits rose. The guides were enconraging and some times complimentary, bnt Miss Rodney felt that those who had climbed the Matterhorn had not told the tale too vividly. Toward the very top the last steps are comparatively easy, and it was with the strangest, most complex thrill of her life that Florence Rodney stood at last, a conqueror, on the absolute, gaunt, icy and rime rifted top of the Matterhr’-n. She sat down and burst into n fit of hysterical langhter. It was done I No matter what Josinh Gardner might do, there was a satisfaction in her achievement that in itself repaid her. Never had she experienced sneb an overwhelming sense of isolation, of lit tleness, as when perched there. 14,000 feet in the air, on the Matterhorn. Whnt a nothing she seemed in the aw ful solitude of that inaccessible world! Tho sky above her was so pure a bine. What was Miss Rodney’s surprise after she had been abont half an bonron the top to see another hnninn being as cending thither! The climber in this case was a yonng Englishman, about 23, ruddy, clear eyed and blond. This unexpected discovery of a girl on the Matterhorn was overwhelming enough to disturb even British phlegm. He lifted Ins cap with a smile. Miss Rod ney was glad enough to see him to smilo with cheerful camaraderie in re turn. “This is somewhat startling.’ said tho yonng fellow pleasantly “It \jr "Let me have these set in two rings." is novel enough to find oneself on the Matterhorn for the first time, bnt to meet a yonng woman there is astound ing. Allow me to congratulate yon. It iB something to beprond of." He lifted his cap with a gostnre of deference to her prowess. “It only shows whnt a woman can do.” replied Miss Rodney “But 1 should not like everybody to know the agony of fright I have been through on the way np. I am glad to see you, for it may make mo les3 frightened going down The thing is not ended when one has arrived. Getting back is something too. ” “Yes. It was going down that Lord Douglas’’— Then the yonng fellow stopped. It had occurred to him that it was not the most opportune moment to dwell on tho horrible accident to Mr Hudson. Mr Hadow. Lord Frederick Donglns and Croz, the guide, who were destroyed in making tho descent. “I understand.’’said Miss Rodney. “It’s jnst as well to reservo that till we get to tho Mont Cervin hotel. Bnt how did yon get np hero so soon after myself and without our meeting?” “I got at the Schwarzsee after yon. 1 did not stop at the Lower Hat at all but pushed right on." “I wish you wonld get me a small fragment of rock from the very top if yon can." said Miss Rodney. “I want to have it set in a ring, as n souvenir of this little walk." “Certainly." said tjjo young man. He managed to knock off two pieces of rock with liiS ice pick. “I’ll tell yon what I’ll do," ho said ns lio approached Miss Rodney with them in his hand. “Let me have these set in two rings—a plain, simple set ting—nnd then yon havo one and I’ll keep the other. I wonld like some son- venir of a girl as plneky as yon. It’s a little unconventional. Bnt, then, meet ing on the Matterhorn is rather uncon ventional too. * My namo is Gny Stad ley,'' “And I am Miss Florence—-Bnt yon aro going to bo at the Mont Cervin somo little time, aren’t you?” asked Miss Rodney, interrupting herself. “Yes; I shall bo there a week.” “Then yon can get tlie rings made there, perhaps, beforo I go. I don’t know, though, that yon could. Of course there’s no way when I reflect. ” “No: tliero isn’t. But yon can give me yonr address, Mis3 Florence, and I can send one to you. " Miss Rodney was abont to correct him in his misapprehension as to her name when cno of the guides suggested that it was time to begin the descent, and sho concluded to let it go. She conld tell him later, when they were at tho hotel. It is needless to remark that the de scent of the redoubtable Matterhorn was made as safely as.the climb np had been. No prouif±r American girl lived than Florence 1.1 -y when she reached the Hotel "Mont Cervin. The young fellow had been very charming Coming down the Matter horn is not as suited to conversational advances as a 5 o’clock tea, bnt it puts a man and a woman on infinitely moro intimate and appreciative terms. A more tired mortal than Florence Rod ney when she got back did not, to her mind, exist on the earth. Having done a deed which so few of her sex could emulate, she felt that she had earned the right to be very good to herself. This tired, healthy girl was an heiress presumptive to $10,000 a year. Why shouldn't she be good to herself? Sho took to her bed as soon as possi ble and fell into slninber as quickly as if she had dropped into it down a preci pice of the Matterhorn. Without exaggeration she slept for 30 liotirs. She would wake only to torn over on the delicious rest of her pillow and the balmy delight of a cornhnsk mattress and return to sleep with grat Undo for being able to again experience ao delightful a sensation. Bnt at last sho felt rested! She got np and took a cold sponge bath, as in vigorating as possible, and prepared her self for breakfast with a warm eager ness to meet Stadley Whnt a fresh, eager, keen, healthy hoy he was I She' liked a young fellow who scaled the Matterhorn in that careless, offhand fashion. He was a man after her heart Incidentally he was a florid, handsome youth. If those cool bine eyes were to ever quiver to love’s expectancy, what bnrning beacons they wcnld bel But Miss Rodney pulled herself up sharply at such a ridicnlous tbonght. Nice way for a girl to feel toward a yonng man she had only known for a few hours, and that with a rope around their waists most of the time and clinging! breathlessly to the shaky points of the shelly surface of the Matterhorn. Any; little shopgirl conld feel that way. And yet that is the way Miss Rodney felt. She was an honest girl, amr-she wasn’t going to disguise to herself how much she was interested in this charming fellow. He had been so manly and con siderate on the way down. And he joined his easy, athletic ability with such delightful grace, that perfect sim plicity and self possession and thonght- fnluc.ss which mark the ideal gentle man- Still. Miss Rodney checked her self np when she felt that enthnsiasm was getting the better of judgment She wonld Ire nothing if not her cool dignified self, which did not prevent her arraying herself in her best gown: and. brushing her hair very carefully. Miss Rodney had a conviction that at least sho was the best looking woman that had ever coqnettsd with tho Mat terhorn. and in this she was not wrong She did not see anything of her comely, ingennons companion of the mountain At last she inquired where he was To her regret, and it was real ly a keen disappointment that she felt, slie was told that Mr Stadley had left the day.after his retnru from the Mat terhorn. He had received a telegram that lind summoned him to London in hot haste Miss Rodney then asked for her mail. It wonld have been so nat ural for him to leave some message for her To her increased disgust there was nothing for her Well, she had climbed the Matterhorn! That was safe Noth ing conld rob .her of this magnificent vindication of her womanly prowess She sighed to think she was not the first. It would have been no harder-to have been the pioneer than to have stood third on the list or fourth. How ever. the company was small enongh to msko it exclusive and u brilliant dis tinction to belong to it Having downed tlie Matterhorn. Miss Rodney felt an inclination to return homo. It was not pleasant to bo trotting aronnd by herself It was too bad that the yonng man had been telegraphed for. Ho might at least have left a mes sage. Surely there was ns mnch reason for his feeling an interest in her as for her having sncli a warm spot for him in her heart. She. a woman, and a girl at that, had done something that even he, a strong, vigorons. conrageons man. had felt prond of achieving. Miss Rodney headed strnight for Lon-, don. She ran across the Vassar profess or and her small following in Paris. ‘Howdid yon find yonr friend?" she asked of Miss Rodney 'Oh, I was received ns well ns I crnld have expected. Bnt this friend is rather cold and beeps very mnch apart." she answered smilingly. She certainly was not libeling the Matter horn. In London she went into Low’s Ex change to see who was registered there, and while in that quaint.trysting place for drifting Americans met a yonng man from New York. He was an old ac- A That," lie answered, 'is the Earl of Car rington." quaintnnee. He invited her to go to the Lyceum and promised to call for her at the Metropoln that evening with his mother and sister. He did so. and Miss Rodney enjoyed the evening thoroughly After the thea ter the yonng fellow proposed a supper at the Savoy Miss Rodney, who felt like u laborer after a hard day's work when she reflected on her weary climb np the Matterhorn, was bent on restful pleasure and gladly assented. It was a gay little supper with cham pagne. Th - American palate is nowhere more pleasantly entertained than at a well ordered dinner or supner. • is -. . Near them at a table sat a man with a handsome yonng woman. The girl was a fine type of the British female at its physical best. There was a suspicion of coarseness about her. though she was a sleek, well groomed animal creature. The man was red faced, with a blotchy -omplexion, large nose and a sersggly mustache. His hair was thin and his general appearance dissipated and blase.. He did not pay much attention to the girl. Every now and then he felt of his mustache in an absentminded way that suggested the wandering mind of a shattered good liver. He stuck his mon ocle into his eye and inspected Miss' Rodney with a cool air of appraisal that brought her American spirit to its legs in a moment Sue gave one contemptu ous glance at him, which did not have the effect of visibly disconcerting the man, althongh he transferred his atten tion for half a moment to the rest of the party. , “Who is that?” she asked in a low. indignant tone of Mr. Ramsay. “That." he answered with a half sneering smile, “is the Earl of Carring ton, one of-the biggest blackguards in the United Kingdom. He had a stroke of something nr other two weeks ago. and I am so ised to see him so mnch on deck again Bnt it is hard to kill that sort of a reptile." “Who is the girl with him?’ in quired Miss Rodney. “That is a yonng woman from the Gaiety named Ethel Camperdown. She used to do a skirt dance there very bad ly. Bnt she is. as yon see. a very pretty girl. Sho is not doing the danco now. ” “I shouldn’t think they wonld let that sort of people in here.” said Miss Rodney disgustedly. “What! A lord and a well behaved yonng woman who acts like a perfect ladyl” retorted Ramsay. “They are glad to have them. They add to tho general attractiveness." Miss Rodney ccnld not refrain from stealing another glance at the man whom her annt had proposed ns her husband. Her detestatioa of him in the abstract, when she knew nothing of him bnt what rnmor had to say, was considerably enhanced by the spectacle he presented. Ho was evidently a little the worse for liquor and was drinking champagne froely Dnring the course of the conversa tion Mr. Ramsay spoke Miss Rodney’s .name clearly enongh for the noble lord to hear it. He braced himself np and stared at her again with considerable interest Miss Rodney chanced to look his way at the moment He raised his champagno glass with a slightly un steady hand, anil, without withdraw ing his glance, held it a moment and then raised it to his lips Ho had the air of drinking to her. With n cnrl of her lip Miss Rodney turned away her face with a fresh movement of disgust They were through, to her relief, and Mrs. Ram say rose. As they passed the table where the earl and his companion were sitting. Miss Rodney carried herself with a hantenr which seemed to afford the noble lord not a little amusement. With somo remark to the girl, he rose and followed them. He spoke to a man in the hail, and then retnrhed and told his rnddy faced Gaiety girl some thing which he and she both fonnd rather langhable. The man to whom ho had spoken took it on himself to open the carriage door for Mr. Ramsay's gnests. and heard, naturally, the order lie gave tho driver to go to the Metropolo. The next morning at abont 10 a serv ant bronglit Miss Rodney a card. She picked it np with that pleasant interest one feels in a culler when one is in a foreign land Her cheek grew hot as she read it. Then, acting on an im pulse. she tore the card in two and said coolly to the servant: “You can take tho card back. That is tho only answer." Abont 20 minutes later the servant brought her a note, written on the hotel paper. The address was in a loose, scrawling band. She opened it and glanced at the name at the bottom. Her temper was not improved by seeing tbut it was onco more the hated name of Carrington. Her first movement was to treat it as she had the card, bnt the cariosity of a woman led her to rend it Dear Miss Rodney—Don’t see why you are so devilish rude to a fellow. Your aunt put it in your way to make a tidy pot of money by marry ing me. If 1 refuse, it is to go to you. I wanted to let you know that I don’t refuse. I will marry any time you like. You’ve got to make up your mind in the next six or seven months. If you refuse, 1 get it, so you see I’m only doing the decent thing in showing my willingness to take you. We don’t have to do any lovemaking, you know, though I should be charmed to do a little of that too. You ought to let me know what you want to do. Youre, if you want me, Ca nn is otos. Miss Rodney shook with passion as she read this low, insulting noto. The man evidently realized that he wonld be no loser if ho should bo rejected. He wonld inherit then. This letter was an attempt to forco her to repulse him. It was only too evident that he preferred the money without herself. The girl bad never felt snch a blinding rage as at this moment. She glanced aronnd the room hopelessly, beating the ground impatiently with her foot. Oh, how Miss Rodney longed to be a man I Her eye fell on her riding crop. For one moment an almost irresistible desire invaded her hotly beating heart to give the miserable cad who bad with snch studied insolence insnlted her woman hood one lesson which should be a fit ting answer as well. She discarded the wild idea almost instantly with a shud der that he conld debase her to snch a temptation. She hurriedly rose and at once went down stairs to the waiting earl. The with a diunity all her own. Carrington lounged to bis feet and made a slight bow, bnt without remov ing bis hands from liis pockets “Yon arc the Earl of Carrington ?" “At yonr service. ” he replied, with a mocking inclination. “Then, when yon have removed yonr hands from yonr pockets, there are a few words which, for my own sake. I wish to say to yon. ” “1 am glad to see you are so much of a lady.” he said sarcastically, slowly removing his hands. “I have never fully realized the in sulting nature of my aunt’s proposi tion, revolting enough to me even had yon been a gentleman, nntil I saw yon. Aiy answer the momeDt 1 heard her unseemly condition was ‘No.’ Even yon must see that it is ‘No’ now more than ever. Never presnme in any way to address me again. Yon are a libel on man.” She turned, and, without waiting to hear the words with which he resented her cool contempt, walked steadily from the room. As she disappeared Carring ton sank suddenly into a chair, and, with a muttered oath, clasped bis baud to his head. That strange whirling sen sation in bis brain, as if tlie tup of his sknll were off and his cerebrum was being flushed with a flnx of icy liqnid. had come upou him again. He staid there for a few moments, his teeth set and a horrible scowl on bis face. Then, with tight clinched hands, he rose, and, walking unsteadily out. got into the first hansom he saw and bade the driver hnrry to bis lodgings in Dnke street. Piccadilly. very top r testify to ‘We! ; know He w : ould be a credible witness ! if bis character is good." returned her ; uncle | “I can't bring him on. I don’t know i where ho is. I only know his name." I “What was his name?" “Stadley—Guy Stadley.' I “Sounds like a name out of a novel, ” said Uncle Josiah suspiciously, as if CHAPTER III. drawing room was empty, happily, save for the detestable fignre sitting with long legs stretched ont and hands thrust into pockets With her head well in the air and her eyes fixed steadily on him M'SS RndllOV IldvnniieA nni.'lrlv Hnt um-i Summer colds are noted for hanging on. They weaken your throat and lungs, and lead to serious trouble. Don’t trifle with them. Take Scott’s Emulsion at once. It soothes, heals, and cures. 50c. and $1. All druggists. UNCLE JOSIAII AS A DOUBTING THOMAS. Miss Rodney made her preparations for leaving London that evening, and nine days later she was in the bosom of her family She had been able to lenrn nothing abont Gny Stadley in London. “To think, that 1 shonld run across this beast and not be able to find ont anything abont that fine yonng fellow I How can two men with the same na tures be so antipodally sundered in character?” she thought with wonder. Miss Rodney bad derived a great benefit from her onting. She had been freed from the trials of home life, which bad always oppressed her more heavily than either her mother or her sister. It was a satisfaction to feel that she conld meet her nude with the thing she had set ont to do an accomplished fact. She longed for the very palpable reward of her heroic task which the old man had promised her in the moment of softening which lmd come upon him. Miss Rodney bad never failed to con gratulate herself on having made him pnt it in writing and of securing wit nesses to the important doenment Mrs. Rodney and Rose had not been ont very mnch. The death of the Countess of Carrington had given them an excuse for being a little less in so ciety. Mrs. Rodney had not failed to make use of this opportunity. It wns something to be able to practice econ omy with a deceased countess as the al leged cause of it. She bad wanted to go into menrning. bnt Uncle Josinh hud poobpoobed that with animosity. “Why, yon hadn’t heard from Ma tilda for five year.s, and now you want to spend money in advertising yonr re gret for such a dear, devoted sister. Tell ’em she’s dead, and that will do as well and cost less. ” So Mrs. Rodney had contented her self with wealing .black rather moro than nsnal. Whenever there was a good occasion, she managed to convey the impression that the family was in a mourning condition over the death of “my sister, the Conntess of Carring ton,” bnt she had fired off these shots when Uncle Josiuh was not aronnd. She knew that she conld not connt on any support from her sharp tongned brother in this*dircction. Miss Rodney had taken an early op portunity to talk with her uncle on the subject of his promise in case she shonld succeed in tho attempt to climb the. Matterhorn. The old gentleman had shown no curiosity on the subject. In fact, he bad seemed almost to avoid an occasion for private tnlk with her. Bat one day Mrs. Rodney and Rose had gone out* for the afternoon, and Florence soon after camo in where the old gentleman was reading. She seated herself and began: “Well, nncle, now that I have shown you that I could do what I said I conld, I suppose you will keep your part of tbo agreement. Yon lost yonr wager, you know,” she said pleasantly. “What wager? What agreement?’ he replied Bnnbbily, looking np from his paper as if ho did not wish to be disturbed. Uncle Josiah’s apparent forgetfnlness , concerning tho Matterhorn wager fairly amazed his niece. “Why. I suppose yon know what this paper is.” returned Florence, drawing the agreement from her pocket. “Yon did not think I conld get to the top of the Matterhorn, and you agreed here that if I did within six months yon would give me money or stock or something that would yield me an income of $10,000 a year. I have climbed the Matterhorn and in less than fonr months from the date of this agreement, written by you and wit nessed by Mary and Roberts. Now, when aro yon going to do yonr part?’ “I haven’t got the money abont me now, ’’ replied Uncle Josiah sarcastic ally “We'll talk abont it somo other time. It doesn't say there how soon it mnst be paid, does it?” “No. Of course, yon knew, I am not insisting on yonr doing it at once. Bnt it was a gracious iiufiulse, I believe, that led yon to promiso me this. I only want to know what I am to expect. ” “Oh. I thought yon said it was put down what yon had to expect?” said the old man. looking at her. “Uncle, there is no use in bandying words abont it. If yon have a spark of honor, yon know that now yon owo me this money Yonr word is concerned. I have done wbat I said I wonld, and I want to know when yon will do yonr part, ” replied his nieco firmly “How do I know that yon climbed the Matterhorn?" said Uncle Josiah incrcdnlonsly. “1 shonld think my word was proof enongh,” retorted Miss Rodney, with some spirit “Yon never knew mo to fc'o in yonr life. ” “I know mighty few girls who wouldn’t tell a little whito fib if they could get $10,000 a year by it, chuckled Undo Jtisiab. “Well, I anticipated some snch sub terfnge as that." replied the girl coolly “I have tho affidavit of each of the guides that I made the ascent." “I suppose any of theso Swiss guides would make ont a paper like that for $50, wouldn't they?” “I don't know. These didn’t.’ “Yen .see ti.i :v's no actual proof that yon climbed that mountain." said Mr Gardner argumentatively. "Yon say yon did, and yon have the papers. Bnt yon maybe mistaken, and, us I say, 1 think $50 wonld Ijtiy that much hand writing from any of them Was there anybody along bnt yon and the guides*’ “Not with me—no.' replied Miss Rodney, trying to keep cool nnder the evident desire of her nncle to irritate Bat .I .met a vecne man on the any yonng man with sach a name conld not be trusted to .any great extent “Don’t you know where he lives?” “No; I thought it was London from somethings he said," answered Miss Rodney. “Bnt I do not know his ad dress, and no one there conld tell mo anything abont him.” “Oh 1 Yon tried to find him, did yon ? How long bad you known him?" • “From the time I met him on the Matterhorn nntil I parted with him on coining back to the Mont Cervin hotel at Zermatt." Miss Rodney replied coldly. “He may have been struck with you. and perhaps ho wonld be willing to tes tify to a little thing like this to accom modate a lady he liked.” “Oh I Why do yon keep np this sort of thing, uncle?" cried Miss Rodney impatiently. "Why don’t you he jnst and do what yon promised?" “ 'Tisu’t unjust if I wait until I find out. Get this yonng man, and if he seems to be a credible witness I’ll be lieve him,” said Uncle Josiah, with an air of waiving a point in his niece’s fa vor. "Then, again, look here! How do I Igiow bnt that you'll go and take Car rington. after all? You'vo got six or seven months to consider that point. Now, it wouldn’t be square for me to mako sacb a handsome provision for yon if yon were to step into your Annt Matilda’s money. 'Twonldn’t be right to yonr sister. She wasn’t offered this chauco. Yon were yonr annt's favorito and came in for Carrington and all tho good things." The old manchnckled at bin mun ennw nf hnnmr [TO br continued.] \V«| lid Nor Suffer So Again Tor F l»j Tim« sits Price. I awoke last night with severe pains in my stomach. I never felt so badly in all my life?. When I came down to work this morning to Miller Ar Mc Curdy’s (lrng store, they recom mended Chamberlain’s Colic, Cholera and Diarrhoea Remedy. It worked like magic and one dose fixed me all right. It certainly is the finest thing J ever nst d for stomach trouble. I shall not. be without it in my home hereafter, for I shonld not care, to endure the snfTer- mgs of last night again for fifty times its price.—G. H. Wilson, Liveryman, Burgcttstown, Washington Co., Pa. This remedy is for sale 1>3 T E. Bradford. If you do a man a favor and then re fuse to do him another it will make him twice as angry as if >011 had refused the first. sallow, jaundiced skin is a symp tom of disordered liver, as it springs from biliary poisons retained in the blood, which destroy energy, ohe»*rfnl- ne8s,strengtli,vigor,liapptb*ss and life Herhine will restore the natural func tions of the liver. Price 50 cts. T. F. Burbank. All Alone. Ah,” said the conceited fellow, with a view to making her jealous, ”1 \ alone last evening with one whom i admire very much.” Yes?” she said. ‘‘Alone, were you?” —Philadelphia Press. Comfort Imr. “It did your cold good to go and see the doctor. I knew it would.” Yes. He’s got a worse cold than I have.”—Chicago Record. If you intend to do a mean thing, wait till tomorrow. If you Intend to do ft noble thing, do it now. It destroys one’s nervt*s to be amia ble every day to the same human be ing.—Boaconsfiekl. Ivy poisoning, poison wonnds and all other accidental injuries may he quickly cured l>y using DeWitt’s Witch Hazel Salve. It. is also a certain cure for piles and skin diseases. Take no other. E. Bradford. It was an Irishman who told his sweet heart that he conld not sleep for dream ing of her. If your sight is blurred with specks and spots floating before your eyes, or you have pains on the right side under the ribs, then your liver is deranged, and you need a few doses of Herhine to regulate it. Price 50 cts. T. F. Burbank. The most tireless followers of fortune are a man’s creditors. The Winr! You Have Always Bought, and which has been in use for over 30 years, has home the signature of . and has Been made under his per sonal supervision since its infancy. Allow no one to deceive you in this. All Counterfeits, Imitations and Substitutes are hut Ex periments that trifle with and endanger the health of Infants and Children—Experience against Experiment. m use 101 over ow What is CASTORIA Castoria is a substitute for Castor Oil, Paregoric, Drops and Soothing Syrups. It is Harmless and Pleasant. It contains neither Opium, Blorphinc nor other Narcotic substance. Its age is its guarantee. It destroys Worms and allays Feverishness. It cures Diarrhoea and Wind Colic. It relieves Teething Troubles, cures Constipation and Flatulency. It assimilates the Food, regulates the Stomach and Bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep. Tho Children’s Panacea—Tho Mother’s Friend. GENUINE CASTORIA ALWAYS 'Bears the Signature of iThe Kind You Have Always Bought In Use For Over 30 Years. C CENTAUR COMPANY. TT • east VANDIVER WHISKEY CO., JOHN M. VANDIVER, Mgr Ho. 18 Broad St. push'sm stiud ROME, GA, FINE WHISKIES* BRANDIES, WINES, ETC. JUG ORDERS PROMPTLY FILLED. TELEPHONE NO. SJ A BOON TO MANKIND[ D R TABLER’S BUCKEYE "cN 5 ^ 1 PI C -2t- , l'2CT si eoSpini^o 01 P1& 20 (/> < T) ID 2 £ = — r E *-! E -1 n z -i 5 S3-S S° s izi n -H n o j?> £ FI SzZ c> ssSSS PILE n z <: CURE A New Discovery for the Certain Cure of INTERNAL and EXTERNAL PILES, WITHOUT PAIN. When yon start ont to “tackle” the finny tribe don’t foruet to take a bottle of I)r. Ticlienor’s Antiseptic. Nothin" equal to it for fin wonnds, fish hook wounds, bites and wtinus of inseetH, and it is no had thing for “snake bite.” Remember it cares colic also while yon wait about ten minntes. Yonr drnggist can sell it ns fast as yon enn liny it. Price, 50c. . F. G. CORSETS MAKE American Beauties. f. e. Latest Models. CURES WHERE ALL OTHERS HAVE FAILED. TUBES, BV MAIL, 75 CENTS; BOTTLES, 50 CENTS. JAMES F. BALLARD, Sole Proprietor, - - 310 North Main Street, ST. LOUIS. MO. FOR SALE BV T. F. BURBANK. ‘Worms! WHITE’S CREAM VERiVfSFUCE: Must in Quantity. — Best in Quality. For 20 Years Has led ail Worm Remedies* ^ SOXil> J3Y Alili DKXTGrGISTS. by St. Louis-S FOIft SALE BY T. F. BURBANK. Delayed Letter. MORGAN VALLEY DOTS. Mr. and Mrs. Mansell Buckner, of Red Ore, visited relatives and friends in onr community Satnrday and Sunday, i Mr. Chas. M. Swiuney was in Rock- mart on business Friilay. Mrs. M. E. Roper has Tetnrned to ber KAUIUZOO CORSET CO. SOLE MANUFACTURERS. SOLD BY A— C. COB? Miss Annie Head visited relatives and friends at Parliam Springs last Snnday. Mr. and Mrs. It. D. Dansby, of tbe “state of Panlding,” visited relatives and friends in onr commnnity a few dayB since. Messrs. .T. C. Head and \V. H. Mor gan were in the Slate City on business Saturday. Miss Lnln Waits, an attractive yonng lady of Flowerydale, was a welcome visitor in onr commnnity last Snnday. Mr. Simeon C. Dean, a clever censns gatherer, was questioning the people ot this section last Thnrsday. Prof, and Mrs. J. C. Walker, of Blooming Grove, visited relatives here last week. Mr. Tlmd Hagan, of Hnlsey’s school house, was among tbe visitors here Sai.- day. Miss Emma Morgan visited relatives at Aragon last Thnrsday. Mr. John Waits, of Fowerydale, wns in our cimonnmty on business a few da3*s since. A son is tlis latest addition to tbe household of Israel Davis, and tlie face of the “youthful father” (whose ngo,bj- the wa.v, is considerabl.y fess than six teen) seems to have I ceomo completely enveloped in smiles over tho advent of the youngster. The wheat harvesting Season is over in this section, and tlie whirr of the threshing machines will soon lie henid in the land. There is an abundant crop of berries with the usual supply of chiggors in this pnrt of tho moral vineyard, and we aro forcibly reminded that there is plenty of life in tho land yet. There is bnt little doubt that “Mack and Mark" will find that tlie Cuban car pet-baggers and tho continued war 1iix will prove very heavy weights to the G. O. P’s, political kite daring the coming campaign for President. Blur Jay. Passenger—“What’s the matter, cap tain?” Captain—“The fact is. Miss, we’ve broken onr rudder.” Yonng Lady—“But snrely yon needn’t worry about that, captain. Tlie rndder is nn der water, yon know, and it isn’t likely people will notice it. A Strong Fortification. home near Blooming Grove after a few Fortify the body against disease days visit with relatives here. J a by Tutt’s Liver Pills, an abso lute cure for sick headache, dys pepsia, sour stomach, malaria, cc-nstipation, jaundice, bilious ) ness and all kindred troubles. “The Fly=WheeI of Life” Dr.Tutt; Your Liver Pills are the fly-wheel of life. I shall ever be grateful for the accident that broughtthem to my notice. I feel as if I had a new lease of life. J-Fairleigh, Platte Cannon, Col. Tutt’s Liver Pills Kodol Dyspepsia Cure. Digests what you eat. It artificially digests the food and aids Nature in strengthening and recon structing the exhausted digestive or gans. It is the latest discovered digest- ant and tonic. No other preparation can approach it in efficiency. It in stantly relieves and permanently cures Dyspepsia, Indigestion, Heartburn, Flatulence, Sour Stomach, "Nausea, SickHeadache, Gastralgia, Cramps, asd- all other results of imperfect digestion. Prepared by E. C. D.Wltt & Co- Chicago. E. BRADFORD. This is the Presidential election year, and ;ou can’t afford to be without a good, reliable lewspnper. Try the Chattanooga Weekly Times. Only; ives the In everj* TitMglibi»rhoo«l thori* somo urn* whose lift* has been saved by Chainberlain’s Co!io t Cholora and UiarrhoFji Remedy, or who has beon cured of chronic diarrhoea by the use of that, medicine. Such persons make a point nf telling of it whenever op portunity offers, hoping that iffnay be the means of saving other lives. Tor sale hv E. Krarifnrrl sale by E, Bradford. W.r political news up to hour going to press, jin'- all the foreign, nation' local ami neighborhood new- of t: e week co densed into one issue. Just the paper you wa for yourself niul family. Give it a trial. If you will send us four yearly subscriber- ; 50 cents each, wc will send you the Week Times FRKK. This won’t cost you a cent. We want good live agents everywhere represent ns. We give good commission U subscriptions. Write us for infcrmatioi Address WEEKLY TIMES Chattanooga. Teno- ;— -