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About Crawfordville democrat. (Crawfordville, Ga.) 1881-1893 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 22, 1889)
—eWfilpni for ttc friendship (X. Y.) KEOisna.] Hs mmmam h Wilder I s Cm fii t rill. Tsmm sass e By _ " M-L-LTA _ E. kfii BEESOlE ~ " ! Author of “Barbara Dare,” “Her True Friend.’’ “ Dr. Vetnor’s Love Af¬ fairs,” “The Missing Ring,” “Love’s Sacrifice,” etc. CHAPTER I. Jri.Y 12, 18— I, Edith AViider, am to keep a journal. I wonder what would Mrs. rhilsom say, if she knew : Nearly every night Mrs. Jordan wrote something in a green cover¬ ed book which .she kept in the top about drawer of her bureau. I questioned her it one time, and I think she must have divined by my eyes that I thought it a wonderful tiling to do, for to-night, when she kissed; me at the door of my room, she slipped into my hand this beautiful brown book, with its white, meaningless leaves waiting i’or my eager soul to reach out and imprint them, I am writing upon its first page now—what —what shall I write upon its last one l Ah, who can tell, since “We please our fancy with ideal webs of innovation, but our life meanwhile is in the loom, where busy passion plies the shuttle to uud no, and gives our deeds the accustomed pat¬ tern.” However, 1 shall seek to make this printed journal as nearly as possibly like a real story. And yet, when the record is all written, even to the last page, it will doubtless app-. ar to another who tnay chance to read a very prosy story, since it will be made up of the fragment¬ ary happenings of a girl's will life. without But, to my heart find mo, it not be import, for it will contain the significa¬ tion of our hope, joy, and love; our struggle', despair. disappointment, sadness, and .Now the story of Joyce's life would he quite a different affair. That would vend like, a poem, a glowing, passionate East era so tig, which would needs be written upon rose-hued paper, bound in blue and gold. died, Seven years ago, when mamma Mrs. Volney took Joyce into her mag .. -niticent home, des’ring to rear her as her own daughter. Mrs. Volney city, lived in the southern part of the where there was a li.;i:o of artistic beatify, a newness and'a freshness pervading all things, I was glad Joyce had foun l such a lovely home and such a grand lady as Mrs. Yob ney to care for her; but 1 also had, which self-commiseration was quite as natural, a deep less throb ot fate. for my own happy Mrs. Cljjlsorn lived iu the older part of the city where its growth began in a huddle of low houses. In one of these she dwelt. Along, low, rambling hou-e, with heavy brown gables and great, over ' hanging’Trees! .C-brisom Mrs. kept boarders, and it folio w ed therefore that. slm-m .jJ - J a gir l’ to Tie p about tho kitchen and run oi errands, and so— I hu i a place. tions This contrast in our new social after posi- all. was not so marked very strange than distinc •It was no more the tive ivpe of lace and nature we eacJi ".possessed! such lovely child—hair like Joyce was gold, a far spun falling in wide wavy masses below her waist; eyes, open and violet blue; complexion, all snow and roses, and with such a warm breezy way as drew.everyone’s attention to herself. People were always giving her bright, pretty tilings; no one ever child. thought of me; 1 was such a sliy, plain From our mother Joyce inherited her rare beauty and attractiveness, while I was bom with the birthmark of my father's nature upon me—a nature silent, intense, visionary, and with deep under¬ tones of sorrow. Well, the dreaded days at Airs. Chil¬ som’s began, days that grew speedily into years. For a growing grl I was over worked, and; as a result, was often d-• pressed, discouraged and morbidly sen sitive I was not wholly unhappy, however; it takes so little to make hap piness There for a child. brief and far-between visits were from .Joyce; and there were rare and radiant afternoons when, by ail extra amount of work before and after, I was allowed a few hours at Mrs. Volney’s. I shall never forget my first visit to Joyce after we were once permanently settled in our new homes. I went by special invitation from Mrs, Volney, licr-elf; and I think Mrs. som _____consented to my going, not from any desire to please the poor little homesick girl, whom fate had p aced in her care: but rather because she was proud of even this vague social relation between a mem ber of her household and the elegant Mrs. A'olnev. Among the fountains and flowers of the wide, well-kept lawn surrounding the A’olucy mansion, Joyce waited for my coming that mid-summer afternoon, and came fluttering across the turf to meet me, a j.re-ty perfumed piet me all in hi e and white. How dull I looked beside her, in my are -3 of brown lawn, with no bit of bright ribbon to re lieve its plainness. I thought they even seemed of my shoes: how very coarse compared with her dainty k!d slippers, Sil v things to trouble about, Mrs. Chilsom w , lid have s-iiJ. No doubt they were but there had been born with me a rare consciousness of beauty I cannot remember a tim - when I did not love sweet -oands, rejoice in rich colors and feel a strange pleasure in harmonious forms. It was therefore, a real sou cc of dis-oiiifo. t to me th it i wa to we ir itr h coarse and unbe tming ap Iaiel, a u the thought of it 1 r* it into this hour of y with a shar i thrift of pain. Ail the poetry of life—the ro*e> a; oh g adm fell to .'oyce* No, 11 t quit. uli. f ir growing lose to the one window of my snvtil. ! v room, was a ; r u:d old nia le. >o n; ar it grew that 1 could step cut through the open window up on one of its st mt limbs and thus reach the G dy of the tree, where another ,1 mb had been gro -ving and crooking itself for years into a very com¬ THE DEMOCRAT, CRAWFORDVTLLE, modious an.I comfortable seat. I fancied there—I half believe now with a far deeper sense of the reality of things— that that gnarled limb was grown on purpose for me; for without that one little nook hid over royal which beauty and dreams sway, how could I have C.idu’.ed those yc-a.s at Mrs. C'hil som's! Here 1 sat, when earth and sky were full of the silver rad’anee of moon light, or pen*ive with the faint shining of the far-oil stars, or when the wind crept around the corner of the old house with a low lame and uing dreamed that foretold the coming storm, the house away; dreamed and questioned as no child ever wili, save one whose heart is starve 1 for human love. I had no pro¬ tecting parent arms to rest in, and so 1 drew close to the great heart of nature, and, clinging there, learned to see visions in the sky: to hear voices among the leaves, and to read a poem in the simplest flower. Reside. Mrs t hi Isom was a strict church attendant, and this brought to me anotln r source of joy. the Sabbath school. its Doors were so much to me —chatty stories, biographies, works of travel, histories—and during the week each one became a friend that I bade farewell with a genuine throb of regret. Therefore, the poetry was not all for Joyce, for now and then a rhythmic verse flashed into the dull prose of my ordi¬ nary life. But about that visit to Joyce. “O, Dithy!” she exclaimed as she caught my outstretched hands thought and pressed her sweet lips to mine. “ 1 you were never to come. It seems like an age that I’ve been waiting, and we are to have such a jolly time, too. Mamma Voluey says we are to have our supper in the Rose arbor all by ourselves, and that Martha shall wait upon us like we were big people, you know.” O, .Joyce,” said I, half dismayed, as we entered the magnificent great hall and 1 opening caught sight of the hand. rooms upon either ‘‘I had no idea that it would be so verj 7 beautiful. It muni be, it is like heaven.” She laughed, alow, sweet rip pie down in her white throat. “ You’ll got accustomed to it after a little, Dith. It most took my breath away after the dingy rooms upon Trail street, but I don’t mind it in the least now. One can get used to most any¬ thing, While I guess.” talked .she -moved hat she r my (one cf .Mrs. Chilsom’s,done over,and my especial abhorrence),and taking my hand conducted me to a cool, shadowy room opening from the conservatory, where Airs. Volney sat reading, bho received me graciously enough, and ye: there was an indefinable something about her pale, proud lace, even with the smile of wel come ii))on it, which repelled me, and 1 was glad when at last we were alone in Joyce’s room to mine this blue What a contrast wn= and drab room, with its gilt-mounted bed-room suit, its snow-white toilet ap purteuaiic.es and till its dainty appoint ments. Through the open window came the sweet breath of the summer wine gently swaying the foamy lace curtains There were pretty, costly trifie* scattered about the room: there flowers were pictures, the and books, and fresh cut. in vases. “You must be very happy, Joyce, in such a lovely room that isallyour own,” i said. “Yes,” lingering over the word, •i suppose I am, only at first the nights t(JPi‘ltn~ 1 liad never:s 1 e p t away from you, Dithy, you know, in my whole life, and I did miss you so. -md ii-'ed t< cry ior you every night. So Mamma A olney had Martha t ome and lie on the couch there, and she would tell all s ,rt.s of queer stories until I lull asleep, And beside,I used to think about mamma and how dreadful still and dead she looked when the folks came and put lit r in that horrid old tight box, and shut up her beautiful eyes so she c mkln’t see us any more and know how hard we were cry¬ ing.” nestled close in She up my arms, as she had always done -so close that her golden curls fell over my brown lawn. “Can it be possible. much.'” Joyte, that you have missed me so “Indeed I have; and t fretted about it till Mamma Volney seat James to that dreadful old Mrs. Chilsom’s with a note asking you to come, and sue h is prom¬ ised that I shall see you ever so often after this, ii I won t, cry any more. Very soon, with the elasticity of child hood, we forgot the sorrows ol the past in the joy of the present. 1 nere ua- so much to be seen—so many things to be talked of—so many fairy-like nooks to be explored—that the hours of that never-to-be-forgotten aitenioon went by unnoticed. At live o’clock we ha I sup per in the Rose arbor and sm-'o a supper! Even .Mrs. Volney herself earne out to superintend it-, arrangement. But it ended all too soon, and .Joyce aceompa nied me as iar as Blackstone street, and there, with her warm kisses lingering turned like Iragrance upon my hastened lips, I away to hide my tears and back to the old wearying life again. How humble, how destitute of all beauty, my little room up under the caves seemed after Joyce s. I was never so rebellious in my Hie. I could not even kneel to repeat the simgin prayer iny beautiful, deal mother had taught me. but crept into bed and sobbed iiiy.se.f into an uneasy slumber, While I live there will hang upon the wall of my memory a picture vvhi lithe brush of an artist could never have pro duccd. it is t e picture of a small, low room, its bate, smoke-soiled wahs adorned by b is of drawing, flowers, human head-, landscape—the crude work of an untaught child, yet showing in the boldness of design the fervor of an inherent gift. I Fainting h id been the one pa« an of i my father’s sou from boyhood. and He w s born into a home of poverty, af’er years of trouble wa, ust gaining for j himself a pla^e in the realm of art when mamma, a pitted chill of < db and m ill her sweet, starry giri -mess, '«*■> studio one * ud “Once cat a s rent of musk into a drawer An i it cl,ngs bold hk, pr* stents m !.«w ” Not a prou l Either could displace the affection which took in taut rom in IShh^yip^iml S n v: and her beau ' an j her lo in t -he brought a fath r • 7 ... , r . ,he hi-- a - 1 helpless waf,. ad if. upoa the great Wa *' " < » * * Things . .... that of rf themselves ,v. rnltr .| v „- are .. the t v merest trlilcs. in their donsequem.es sum-times infl lence the whole course of one's life. Mrs. t'hilsoin w„, hnvin.tr a dre.-s made in a shop up.^, "Washington street. Saturday yack night <1( found her headache. prostrated l’he by dress an a IV nervous must iiad, and I was commissioned to am fof it in lu-r pi a c, and with many an inf junction “to remained fetch all and the pieces, bu; the.; j thread that the extra tons, if any such the e citanced to he. 7 It was a pleasant half hour’s walk tej thirty AYa-hington years answered street. A the woman door-call. of porlm|«| S!,f wore a wed fitting dress of some -oft gray material,adorned by a pretty white apron'| her* and a knot of bright ribbon at throat. Her face, though not in any mannei beautiful, was pleasing in expression.! snd die bore about her the indefinable air of a gentle-woman. Surrounded by the advantages of wealth and high social standing, she would have been a lady. Having been forced by circumstances into this menial position, she was a lad v still. This much I noted almost have instantly, even before I said: ‘‘1 come fox Airs. Chilsom’s dress.” “ Ah, \es, bin you will have to waits little: it is not entirely finished, 1 ani very much hurried in these days.” She smiled as she spoke and placed fi chair f i mor near an open window. It was n home-like phi e. A hand¬ some carpet covered the floor; there) were well selected picture* upon tli^ wai!>, betokened and the whole furnishing and of the Ai room cheer comfort. sudden impulse was born within me and I said, without time for thinking: ‘‘You coma! say you are hurried, 1 wish [ might and work with you.” ' '■There i a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;” and that half hour in which I wailed for Mrs. (’hiIsom’s dress, provetj to bo the turning- tide of my destiny. Sitting beside this woman who, I fed', had known sorrow, I was emboldened to tell her in part the story of iny life. In return she told me this much of her own life: Herself and mother, bolh widows, lived alone, dependent upon their labor for support About working for h r she would talk the matter over with her mother, and 1 was to call for their do ei-i on sometime during the following week. had This was the first and real “ waiting afraid tiipe” did I ever known, 1 am 1 not bear it very heroically. I tried to recall stories 1 had read of martyrs \Vho had quietly folded their arms and smiled while the flames, devoured them: tried to remember some of the wonderful things men had planned and words they had uritten while lingering out a living death incarcerated in noisome old could prison cells it wa- all in vain. I liot look ba kward. All the young activity within m<- riidied forward in a warm current of desire toward a possible event, Every waking hour was fully occupied with alternating images for and against the probability of my becoming an in mate of Mrs. Jordan's household. EVery one comes to just such places now ami then ill the course of his lifetime, I sup pose. Places where “Desire oireun“«W .ha j trimmed the sails and brings Whoever but the breo/e to-till them.” ' , has thug waited in uncertain tv for the lajtme or .fmf-wtt-of -r-me ;■ hoped . for god, understand , . , r n Ow ner- , , ran pet.,ally changing moods by which was controlled do ring the hoars h intervene! « wu.n - ni 1.1 “ay go and the Wednesday fcfllowtng. l. .Mrs. Inborn scolded ami threat-.,c LT "Z: "drels'l hut while, with all possible serenity, I jief formed my daily ta Us. Dreams ol freedom: of a fu tire apart from Mrs. Chilsom: of a release from the disagree drudgery «>f ;t boarding house; adequate compensation added fir labor of self- p-r for,, ...1, and the sense reipeet that would naturally come with the independence of carrying one's own purse, le and being extravagant desire or econo,,, d according ” o to one’s ovvn or ue -I’M, when the prepara ions lor ,ne early i hursday morn slipped ,.g breakfast were ad completed, I out unob-erved. ami bony h-.v along t ie g:^-lighted streets until 1 rea.-hed the liom»; ol . ir*. • <)!d.in. My answer wa, all I hid hoped for. I was to remain wit.i tiumi six inoiiths, afier that the magic door of the wide, W .le world would be 0|>cn before me. W'hat wonderful possibilities it earn tail led! what avenues ol joy. wlial palaces of hope! I waited until morning to tell Mrs Chilsom of the proposed change, and I shall never forget the storm which tin disclosure evoked. She paused in the midst of her p e making, h r face grow ing fairly purple will, rage. “Edith Wilder,” She cried, “you arc the la/.iest and mo-t ungrateful little hussy- on the face of the earth. Hain’t you alb,s had enough to eat and a plenty j ol comfor:’l,:e.i, hin', and h ,.,,’t lal- I Ins bet. - ri v in’ to make a good < hr.stian girl of you l I wood r my soul ain't eomple ely emptied of al! the gwe of o htst"°Ail , fo'Ewaz i,i i. evo you’ve y - ever cared" to set around an-1 make p„ lures and real boo :s. and me a , ivin - i_> > u • to take care of you. Vt - b, you . an go, but y.u needn t think 1 ft-" ^ ou ; in agio it yon st ir.-e in the - re.-U \ ! nmoved by her i.iving *•' " 'I 11 ": I ly about the work of tli: day, till ng in the odd momen'8 with prepir.it ons foe deiiartnr I could e en s.n ie at her wor Is, for I knew that Mr Chi'-e.i s tongue had 1 -st its veno ne I power. It was M y-time Ik n 1 came here: was .July no-v, and I think I word ruth d e tiian go b t "k to Mrs. f Jiiisoai’s al this touch of real home life. We are a y ^ f ini •• Mrs '.r i't'i ii b d on il( j "hq beiutiful four /car old boy little l y. Une day .i-......••• = • aid, wh le a te tt sp ashed down upon th • tr 111 y str p< rI S1 ‘ s |f A,i r 1 ■‘I wish l ' ~ -^X^.P-binda.. , the eouutrv & htt!< t-steppn % W-e. It wou A be --’king to , me rp, for r: ' r "-' •“ s. tlrn “' _: * ie *’ r< 1,1 * t * ,<; ‘ ■’*? ‘ ....^ ^ ^ fR m a - b uw? .- e . 1. a smile ike sunshine it 'imina ing hi-face. “for Cht lev just to'i a white-winged ^ al>out it sb a!l Lhar.ey go, too, mamma.' “Yes, dearie," stooping to kiss his SW0( »t mouth, with lips that quivered in s ‘ pi.e of her bravery. ) , v t< so triad it' happened as it did, f, | . th in half hour afterward Mr. p . „ m dashed up to the gate with a .( m of spirited dapple called, grays. in ids genial ••Nellie," he v ,j . • ‘Inintj the boy and come out to the farm for an hour. Don’t you dare to s;i no, ’seeing her hesitate,'“I’ll have v * ..hack by o o’clock, sharp." radiant she came back almost as as 0 y himself, “ There, that will do for a whole week, won’t it, dear I’’ as Hie put aside hoi hat. “Yes, but wasn’t it jolly though, mammal AN'lien I'm a b’g man. I'll have, a nice splendid farm, too, and bursts that can go like tli - very old fury. Tell you, didn’t that beautiful angel hear what I asked him quick:’’ How pleasant it is to be writing in down these every day occurrences a book that is my very own. Just here at the end of this introduc¬ tion to my journal, I wish to write these word i • / a 1 <• ‘utent. And I write them here, that however my life may ebb and flow, I cannot be forgetful ol tins tidemark of its calm pleasure. Jri.Y 20. The quiet of our home-life was broken in upon to-day by something akin to a tragedy. busy with Mrs. Jordan and I were very the usual Saturday’s hurry of finishing lip, when Mrs. Abbott came into tlu room with a tiny cake she had baked lor Charley. in the yard,” “ lie is playing Mis. Jordan said in answer toller inquiry. stood But lie was not there. The gate slightly a jar. Alarmed, we called hi name, we searched for him through the house, in the yard, up and down the ad¬ jacent streets’and with an anxiety that grew more intense with every passing moment. [to BE CONTUSUE1).'] Contents of a North Carolina Mound. Mr. ,T. M. Spa inborn* lias described, in the Elisha Mitehel tioiontitio Society, some relies that were discovered in the excavation of a mound in Caldwoll County, N. C. Within I ho mound its was found a skeleton lying upon face, with the head resting in a largo sea shell, the inner surface of which was carved with hieroglyphics. Around the neck were large beads made of sea sheds. The arms were extended and bent at the elbows, so as to bring the hands within about a foot of the head, Around each wrist was a bracelet, oom posed of copper and shell beads, al ternating. The copper beads appeared to have been hammered into thin sheets a »d rolled around the string, n part of which was preserved. Near the right hand was an iron implement like a chisel or Much, not sharp pointed, Im Un.it11 or **bf <’»;» away Tom the ......... 1 ho l«ft hand was resting on I bn convex Burfane of a sea shell, the concave surface of which contained about a hundred small beads 1 Ho shell was carved with hieroglyphics, I wo olier ' U>H n1 of s ,m, *» %ls0 hn<l t h,m . ’ T ™ t,a e “ . ,. ho wu « ve ^ r ^ i° 8h . ! !lls .’. whlcl > "° r( ! -^kprl . with toerof?lji>hHS. feerm other skeleton h were .found arrmim mid fJl to.be*the „ !icj , OMO , whioU WaH tliougt «, remains “. of a chief. In allo( r vaH ()f CP t(sry were f, )und skeletons of persons who had evidently been buried alive, their limbs having ^ Jm|<1 down by largo stones pi,..mil them .-J>a P ular Sconce Montkly. A mam named Pritchett, living near Son.ervibe, tin., while working out in a held, hung hts eoat on tin, fence. The coat, ©ontamed tliro i ^^O-gnaiibm'kM, wind, dropped out of tl.e pocket, and a *»°g 'h‘'' v them unit they were re d"<;- b> aimlp. Mr. J horn,,son lies took I ho lulls to ,T H. Reynolds, f’res th< ’ i’ .rst National Bank m Rome who h nttl.e pulp to tbe J reas nry )’ejiaitim-nt in Washington. Mr. dark’ !" that if looke t like no much , jVoni.I«„fc Reynolds re jv)(l , fl . Washington to his ly )( , rl rlipsof of pajmr bills. «er«noat- It pithtf iMijine»t8 two was W) .„. k ,, f an 0ll ,i H |,owod his W())| ,, „|. iM 'j| M . Treasury I le¬ ., « artl , 1( . l)t t , iat they coul.i only |l0 , ( ,. , w „ <mt of tll(! , >u ]p. iviul wou |., j.^.. j| int on an aTidavit stating bow the money was mutilated, and the ^, 0 d , h»'ac‘i.r of (he person who owned tin-bibs when destroyed. Raising Coyotes Tor Their Seal in. . ' Home Lake. County cowboys npped recently , I(l8 «" e<1 tw '> ^oyotes, off the.r »n«l let them go. The scalps were passe, in and the county paid the prescribed bounty on them ihe eoy ok* were not no lively^after tho tion, and a few days we,e 1 ’ le, by a .uneher Ho was disgusted to find that.their seal ps were both gone an 1 having killed’the v.irtn,.its, thought he tlm coyotes to mu until the.r Scalps had grown again, and tho fa.mer gathered ttl)ilimia the he eot,d crop of ao-iip ^ wae ripe. j It was a barbarous trick ^ off t I<t sca)p of n lim amm.V, and tin- Society for the Prevention pE cjruelty to O, votes should take the mat, ter in hand .—Portland Oregonian. Great Oaks from Little Acorns. Colum'-UR , witR ft weaver; „ Halloy n n soap er; Arkwright a b,rher: zl.sop » 8iuve, the learned I lofmilJ<-a u.t , .« 8hof ri;ftk<'r; Hogarth wan an Hign-v^rol pe«‘ swim/herdsman; <-r ;-»to; Sixtus, Eomer tbe lift b, beggar u»s a wa h and ‘Horae <ir«ehy started life in ■' & Vork with t.-n ih.llars an I seventy Ii - cent-, in Ida j.o h'et, as w. 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BARNETT II tilth m m 1 ■ © Mitt© Slim V mWi tit ARE TOUGH AND DURABLE. All Hard Brick, per thousand, $ 6.00 Mixed 5 - 5 ° Salmon 4< ii < l 5.00 F. O. B. at Yard. Send in rders at nee as our brick arc in great demand. We Deal Sasli, Doors, Blinds, Lime, Cement,Laths, Shingles, and Mouldings, And All Lombor. fl-cr*Wo buy and soil LAND for 5 per cent, commission, Put your property fH our hands and wo will advertise It for sale. NO SA LK, NO PAY. SIMS & BARNETT, WASHINGTON, GA. Real Etate Agents, and Dealers in Builders’ Material. Jesse Thompson & Co Manukaotukebs Of DOORS, SASH, BLINDS, .Mouldings, Brackets, I^aths, Lumber and Shingles. -DEALERS IN Window Glass and Builders’ Hardware; Plaining Mill and Lumber Yard, Hale Street, Near Central Uaiload Yard, AUGUSTA, GA. ItfTlf you will IT. H. P. -YOU WILL HAVE Health! Happiness" . . Prosperity’" • • • [ I II I) ( (,] Jl II.I1.1. 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No 1VJ9 Arch St., Phlladel phl t. have hi tnn UHin/ for the !a«t 17 yearn, in a ffritfoti/U: adjustment of the eJemente of Oxygen and NDrojjen uiagiier\/,ej\, uno the that uoinpouiui ia 11 no coruIenHed and made portable it Kent all over the wort<l hr*. Starkey and Palen hav»» the Jtb* rty to re f»»r to tno following namen well known per«onj* who have trle<1 their Treatment Hon. Wm Kelley, M. c. PhiiaUelphla. Obser Rev. Victor G « on rail, Editor Lutheran ver, rhUadelphla W. Guahlnff. Rochester, N. Y. K-v Charie* Chi¬ Hon. Wm. Fenn Nixon, Editor Inter Ocean. cago, III. South, ... Rlrmirig-* W. H. Worthington, Editor New ham, Ala. H. V. Vrooman, Qner.emo, Kan*M. Mr*. Wary a. Livermore. Meiroae, MaH*. It. Voorhee*. New York City. Mr y r Knight, Philadelphia Edward L. wi» on. Broadway, N. T., Editor I'iiiiad* iphia Bnoto. ’ ra ' n ’* a ’ Sdn ' >wU:h A?x»u**r Kltcht,. tnvernes. Kresnillo. aeotlanrt. /aestecas. MrK vt .u-iei V. Oru-ie*, Mex I uo. Kpant-to Itondliras. Mrs. Kfn:i.a (Viop«-r frill*, i. i h. t-.x-Vc e fori-n . fa.ablaoca, Sieroceo. jl V. 1 1 liCr'.'ik Cfal U sir. Cal. Jatre Moore, -un't Pofti-e lUanffoM. I’.ng. jarot, Want, liowral. New isoiith wale.. ana thousands ol otbers In svery paltofthe t.nlteil States. Mode of Action »nil •I ompoiimt Oxreen, its - lieis i lie title ofa r.ew tirochnre oftwo h'in .re*l fav'-s. pnt'll-ter!tif i.r*. ‘-tarkey A t’a len *ht! U Silvto all tietmrer* full Information *- to itii« r- srkatr* > uratlve ag*-nt arel a ree, oril ol -i-vf-r.ii in relreft anrpn-lnif of rur>’» tlierri after In a wise rarive of rijr(,n|f- rases, many r.e.ng at.amlo: e.l to ie by otlicr phyaleian*. win be trial el free e any arlitrewi on applies* Uon. Keatl the broehore. I»ro- NT.4HHET A 1‘AL.F.If, No. M» Arch Street. FiUlaaelptiU, Pa.
