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COOD CHEER.
Ilnve you lind a kindness shown?
I’nss It on.
’Twas not givon for you nlono—
I'sss It on.
Let It travel down tho yours,
Le* tt wipe another's tours,
Till In Heaven tho deed npponrs—
Pass It on.
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’ T F you please, mom,
Mrs. Dean Pink
uey’s in tho par
lor, and wants to
speak with you.”
Nelly Waters
thvcw up both her
hands lb dismay.
“Mrs. Dean Pinkney? Oh, I
know, it’s that odious subscription
paper again, for the sufferers from tho
Chessington fire. What shall I do?”
“Be frank with her at once,” said
Laura Lisle, who was spending tho
morning with her friend, “and toll
her you oau’t afford it.”
“Oli, I couldn’t do that! Every
body else gives something—the paper
is going around among the ladies of
our church, and I should be mortified
to death to havo Mrs. Ross Richard
bou or Marian Huntington call me
mean and
“I don’t believe in cutting your
coat according to your neighbor’s
cloth,” said Laura dryly.
“Nor I, either—but what Is a body
to do? Oh, I must givo something!”
And so Nolly went downstairs into
the neatly furnished little parlor,
where sat Mrs. Dean Piukuey, a
prodigious old lady with a mole upon
tho side of her nose, a visible beard
on her upper lip, and such an amount
of jewelry hung about her that she
looked like a captive in black velvet
and gilded chains.
“You’ll excuse my calling on you
at such a very early hour, Miss
Waters,” said Mrs. Dean Pinkney,
surveying her victim through a gold
eye-glass. “Ob, all,” said Nelly, feebly.
not at
“But,” wont on tho old lady, “I
thought yon would esteem it a privi
lege to contribute your mite toward
the needs of suffering humanity.”
* “Of course,” said Nolly, uneasily
twisting the turquoise ring upon her
linger, around and around.
“Hero is the paper," said Mrs.
Dean Pinkney. “The other ladies of
the church have contributed liberally,
ns you will soe. I hopo that your
heart and hand will bo open also.”
And Mrs. Dean Piukney foldod her
braceleted anus and looked heaven
ward.
Nelly Waters glanced nervously
over the paper. Mrs. Sylvestry had
put down twenty-five dollars, Mis.
Wriothealoy twenty, Helen Canoblo
ten; the other names beoame blurred
beforo hor eyes in tho excitement and
anxiety of tho moment. She had sup
posed that a dollar or two would have
been the extent of tlio contribution
expected from her; but, with all these
antecedents before her eyes, how
could sho venture to inscribe her
name for such a pitiful sum? And so,
with shaking pencil, she wrote down
“Ellen Wators, $5.00,” and gave back
the paper, feeling ineffably small in
the eyes of Mrs. Dean Piukney.
t . Much obliged, I’m sure," said
that lady with a scarcely discernible
ling of contempt in her smooth ac
cents. “Would it be convenient, to
you to pay tho subscription now? Be
cause,” with a sort of grim chuckle,
“I am quite a business woman, anil
I am making a ready-money trans
of it.”
Nelly Waters blushed scarlot. When
she had written down her subscrip
tion she had intended to meet it some
future time—this sudden demand took
her entirely unawares. Mortified and
bitterly embarrassed, sho was about
to mutter forth some excuse, wbeu she
suddenly remembered that her father
had that morning given her five dol
lars to pay Bridget, the laundress,
aud that the bill still lay in her pocket".
“Certainly—of course," she as
sented, with a little catch in her
breath, as, drawing forth tho money,
sho saw it absorbed iu Mrs. Dean
Pinkney’s great, gold-clasped porte
monnaie.
Ho the great lady waddled out and,
climbiug into her clarence, told the
coachman to drive to the house of her
next victim,aud Nelly Waters returned
upstairs feeliug very like a squeezed
orange.
4 i How much did you givo?” asked
Laura Lisle.
“Five dollars,” Nelly answered.
“Exactly five times more than I could
afford; but everybody else put down
at least double that,and I was ashamed
to appear stiugy or poverty-strickon.”
“Charity begins at home,” said
Laura, gravely.
And when Bridget Reilly came,
Nelly was foroed to put her off with
excuses instead of cash.
“I’m so sorry, Bridget—but yon
shall certainly havo the money next
week.”
Bridget’s honest face clouded over.
“But, Miss Nelly, tho master towlcl
mo I could have it to-day, sure. And
the rent is due and the board for mo
sister’s ailing baby iu the country,
and-”
The consciousness of having done
wrong did not sweeten Nelly’s tem
per. Bridget, be in
“There, there, don’t
solent,” said she, biting her lip. ‘‘I
have told yon once that you could not
have the money until next week. If
you will come then I will try to ac
commodate you.”
So Bridget went away, with slow
nteps and a heavy heart.
“Foor thing!” said Laura Lisle.
“She looked as if she wanted the
money. I am sorry for her.”
“So am I,” said Nelly, striving to
speak lightly. “But what could I do?”
“I can’t let you have the rent to
night, Mr. Nolan,” said Bridget, sad-
ly, when the little hump-backed made man
of whom she rented her one room
his appearance, as usual, at her door.
Michael Nolan did not carry out the
general idea of tho “stern and griping
landlord," being a mild, eusy-goiug
old man, whose heart was open to
every piteous appeal. Bridget,
“Not lot me have it? But,
woman, l must have it!" cried he. “I
can’t mnko out tho money for Jimmy’s
California passage without it—and the
wife nud children that are coming
down to Han Francisco to meet him,
will be ail expense another week. You
promised me, Bridget, aud I depended
on your word.”
“I know that, sir,” said Bridget,
meekly, “and if everyone, gentle or
simple, kept their word, thcro’d bo
less trouble in this world of ours. Miss
Waters disappointed me, sir—aud I’m
sorry ns you can be.”
“Not quite, I guess,” said Michael
Nolan, slowly. “Because my Jimmy’s
a wild lad, and has got into bad com
pany, and another week among those
lads won’t do him any good. I was
in hopes I could have got him off by
the steamer that sails to-morrow, but
if I can’t I can’t, and so there’s an end
of it.”
And he turned away with a heavy
sigh. list,” said old Mr.
“Let me see the
Gilsey, taking it from his wife’s hand
and scrutinizing it with eager,
spectacled eyes. “Ah! ah! yes, ‘El
len Waters, five dollars.’ And after
Waters only this morning telling me
he was ‘straining every nerve to meet
his necessary expenses,’ and actually
having the face to ask me for another
fivo-thousand-dollar loan to tide over
this tight place in his business affairs.
I wonder if ho calls this a necessary
oxpenso?” dear,” argued his
“My dear, my char
wife, “you forget that this is in
ity.” Stuff and nonsense!"
“Charity! gentleman, using
barked out tho old
Laura Lisle’s very words: “charity
begins at home. Well, at any rate,
my eyes are opened. Waters may go
elsewhere for his money, and I shall
at once call in what I have been fool
enough to lend him.”
Mr. Gilsey was as good—or rather
as bad—as his word and two or three
days afterward poor Josiah Waters
came home from his store with bowed
head and melancholy face. tht
“Papa,” cried Nellie, “what’s
matter? Are you ill?”
“Heartsick, child,” the merchant
answered. “Nelly, you must make
up your mind to a great change in
life. I havo failed!”
“Failed, papa?” I de
“George Gilsey, upon whom
pended for financial aid and tolerance,
has suddenly turned against me. With
his aid I might possibly have weath
ered the storm; without it my poor
little ship has gone to ruin. I had
told him how hard I was pressed;, but
it seems he caught sight of some
charity subscription, in which your
name wos put down for a larger
amount than he judged wise and judi
cious, and—”
“Oh, papa!" sobbed out Nolly, “it
was Mrs. Dean Pinkney’s subscrip
tion. But I have ruined you."
“Don’t fret, my dear,” said the old
man, kindly. “You’ll be wiser some
of those days. And it’s no use crying
for spilt milk.”
Poor Nelly! She was punished
quite sufficiently for her sin. it was
well that she did not read the para
graph in the daily paper, wherein was
chronicled tho sad death of Michaol
Nolau’s ne’er-do-well son, who was
killed in a drunken brawl on tho even
ing of the very day on which he was
to have sailed for California. And
Ellen Waters paid tho laundress, and
tho laundress paid her landlord the
five dollars, which went into Mrs.
Dean Pinkney’s purse for so-called
charity. history of Nelly
And that was the
Waters’ subscription.
A Performing: Monkey.
I saw a performing monkey thf
other day. He went through manj
tricks very successfully. Toward tin
end of the performance he was or
deredto put on his cocked hat before
a hand mirror—which he did. He was
next told to set it straight and he tried
on his general’s headgear repeatedly,
at different angles, causing much
laughtor. When all was over, ami
tho orgau-mau, his helpers, aud the
two monkoys were preparing to de
part, I saw that “the general” had
possessed himself of the little mirror,
aud was studying his own countenance
with great delight. He had placed
the glass on top of the barrel-organ,
aud lie bent over it again and again—
grimacing energetically. He after
ward picked up his mirror and con
templated himself earnestly and con
tentedly at different angles. His face
had been profoundly sad—like the
faces of most monkeys I have seen—
but now tho wrinkles smoothed them
selves out aud he nearly smiled.—
London News.
w»tch the items. ~
Every business muu stops on J ami
arv 1 of each year and takes a careful
inventory of his affairs. His books
show him the expeuses of the year,
aud it is rare indeed where a study of
those does not surprise him by show
ing into what a large sum little items
will grow. If every clerk would also
scrutinize his expenditures as care- he
fully for tho year that is past,
would bo dull indeed if he did not
gain some now light, aud rise from
the task with stronger resolutions for
the future.—Philadelphia Saturday
Evening Post.
The Lon In Bottle Corks.
The waste of bottle corks may be
set down as enormous. Except in the
case of corks used for medicine
bottles, and for aerated waters which
are taken out without using the de
structive corkscrew, there is infinite
dead less.
BILL ARP’S LETTER
Bartow Man Returns From Lect
uring Tour Well Satisfied.
SOME OBSERVATIONS OF HIS TRIP
lSxprenae* Astonishment nt the Marvelous
Growth of Some I’luce* Visited
While On the Trip.
I rhes bring a trouble when they come
Am! money leaves a pain when it goes,
Hut everybody now should have a little sum
To brighten up the year ut its close.
And so my wife—thoughtful woman
—told me that I had better start out
■iud see if I couldeut talk the good
people out of enough to make tho
grandchildren happy. The weather
was unpropitious and my oM
bones were grumbling, but I obeyed
the maternal orders and went. Inertia
is a great invention. The older wo
glow the more inertia we have. When
[ have stayed a£ home a few months,
I want to keep on staying there and it
nearly kills me to rouse up aud go
away even for a week. After I have
gotten on the road the harness seems
to warm me up, my inertia is broken
and new scenes and people and friends
absorb my attention.
I have just returned from Alabama
from a second trip and the welcome
home has settled me down so calm and
serene that my inerta has begun to
work and I feel like I could never go
away any more. The weather was
against me somewhat, but I reckon I
sold enough talk to run us through
this Christmas. I hope so, for it may
be the last,and then—what then?
There is a wonderful difference be
tween the people of big cities aud
those of little, unpretending towns.
By request I visited Childersburg, a
village of a few hundred people, whom
I did not find too busy to talk to me;
especially the old Confederate veter
ans, whose grizzly beard and settled
features always mark them. I can tell
them a hundred yards off. “And the
common people heard him gladly,”
r.ayeth the scriptures. Just so have I
found the yeomanry of our sunny
southland are my most willing hear
ers.
I love them aud love to talk to them,
for they have neither policy nor
hypocrisy. I am glad myself to be
long to the middle class and to mingle
with 'them. Aristocratic society has
but few charms for me. The sweetest
poet who ever wrote a verse said that
Abou Ben Ahdam was placed high in
heaven because bo loved bis fellow
men. That was his only credential.
In Childersburg the good people
gathered at the academy that cost
nothing. In fact not anything cost
anything, and I was most hospitably
entertained and left with a kiss on the
lips of a sweet little girl who recited
a speech for me that her aunt had
taught her. She was only a little
child. Before I left home I had a let
ter from a cousin in Birmingham cor
dially inviting me to his house, and
said he would meet me at the depot
with a brass band. Also another let
ter from a lady friend, a widow, who
said I must come to her house aud she
would meet me at the depot with open
arms. When my wifo read them I
asked where I had better go, and she
replied with peculiar emphasis, “go
to Fred’s.”
Birmingham is a wonderful city and
a very beautiful one. A large, clear,
well arranged depot receives you.
Broad, well paved streets aud side
walks delight you, and magnificent
commercial blocks astonish yon. Ev
erything has been planned on a grand
scale and everybody is busy with trade
and industries that seem to be increas
ing and spreading out in every direc
tion. Thousands of beautiful dwellings
adorn the highlands that environ the
city aud hundreds are being built on
new streets that are being graded and
paved as fast as it is possible. There
are churches there that cost over
$100,000 each. Money, money, money!
It is there by the million and keeps on
coming from all points of the country
for investment. Wealthy merchants
from other cities have planted branch
houses there and the child is outgrow
ing the parent.
All around this center the whole
face of the earth is dotted with iron
plants and theiv fires are ever burn
ing. It is a magnificent sight to ap
proach Birmingham by night, and on
either side of every railroad to see tho
angry looking flames going up from
thousands of coke ovens and hundreds
of smoke stacks. It makes one think
of Dante’s Inferno and Hades and
Pluto and Hell itself. Not very long
ago a tramp waudered out among the
OY 6 U 8 before they were fired and laid
down to sleep. During the night,
when the fires were all aglow, he was
found in dangerous proximity and was
rudely punched np, and when asked
j who be was where he came from,
; said: “I was iu Birmingham yesterday
| and I reckon I got drunk and I sup
pose I am in hell now—just as I’ve
been expecting—no water about here,
is there?”
I visited Ensley, the Southern Pitts
burg, where the leviathan steel plants
are going up. There is a population
now of 10,000 busy people operating
the furnaces and rolling mills and
mining for coal, but the half has not
been told, and I am afraid to tell what
I think I was told about the plants
that are goingn p and are under con
tract to be completed and in operation
by 1st of April next. Hundreds of
handsome cottages, all neatly finished
and painted, are now ready and hun
dreds more going up for the workmen
who are to man these immense steel
plants—one of which is to be the larg
est in the United States, and I was told
that by the first of April these plants and
at Ensley will require 26,000 men,
they with their families would make
up a population of 100,000 people.
There are a cluster of live furnaces
there now that turn out 750 tons of
pig iron every day, and these are n;t
the half of them—and the great steel
plant is to make 6,000 tons of steel
every day. “Mirabie dictu!” Have
I got these figures down right? I made
Rome notes on the back of an envelope
and that’s the way they read. I know
that the 26,000 operatives is right,
though another man said 20,000. Not
long ago I retold a story that n friend
told me about his hunting expeditions
on the Pan Handle region just after
the civil war, and how he and his com
panions camped in an old cabin one
night and the wolves came down from
the mountains and besieged them, and
how they shot at them all night
through the cracks between the logs
aud killed hundreds of them, and as
fast as they killed them the pack of
hungry varmints would jump on the
dead ones and eat them all up—all ex
cept the hair and bones—and how the
wolves left at daybreak, and after
bey were all gone these hunters went
out to see how many they had killed.
They never found a single wolf, but
the ground for three acros around the
cabin was covered three feet deep in
hair. That’s what I thought he said,
and I retold it that way.
Not long after this a mutual friend
told me that my hunter friend was
hurt at me for exaggerating the story,
for he declared that he told me that
the ground was covered two and a
half feet deep in hair, and I had, with
out apy provocation, added a half foot
to it. Aud so to keep the peace I
agreed to take off that half foot and
have ever since done so when I re
peated the hunter’s story. It is a sore
temptation to us all to make a story a
little bigger when we retell it, and we
ought to be very careful on that line.
And so I feel very cautious about re
tailing the magnitude of things at
Eusley. But my eyes did not de
ceive me and I saw solid steel billets
that weighed 6,000 pounds each piled
up and cross piled like great logs of
wood, and I saw the men molding
them from the fiery furnaces. The
men had on large blue spectacles and
visors, for it is awfulto look upon the
dazzling heat that glows from the
caldron of liquid steel. These cal
drons were not tapped from the bottom,
but were turned up at an angle an
45 degrees, so that thev would over
flow 7 like water from a wash howl, and
let the top of the lava run into the up
right molds. These huge molds were
arranged perpendicular on a lit
tle train of cars hat was mov
ed slowly by electricity, and
and as fast as one was filled another
took its place. Ob it was grand and fear
ful. These caldrons were lifted up and
careened by great rams that looked like
immense cannon. But I forbear. The
huge leviathans all around me made
me dizzy and I begged my friends to
let me go home, for my amazement was
tired. Now just to think of the wire
department, where one of those great
billets was reheated and started
through the great rollers and was
squeezed smaller and smaller as it went
on through hundreds of them till it was
reduced to wire—steel w 7 ire of all
•sizes, even down to silver steel wire
that was small enough to make the
bows to a pair of spectacles.
What a wonderful thing is the brain
of a man? I could tell more wonder
ful things about Ensley, but I remem
ber that during the civil war, when
Confederate money had flooded the
south aud everybody had a hat full or
a bag full, I asked a treasury official
how much had been issued, and he
looked dazed for a moment and Baid it
was either three hundred million or
three thousand million, he wasn’t cer
tain which. And so I will take off the
half foot.
Birmingham has been accustomed
to speak of Ensley as one of its
suburbs, its pet, its cub, but Ensley is
already putting on Pittsburg airs and
talks of taking in Birmingham within
the year and calling herself the
“Greater Ensley,” for the parent city
has only 75,000 people.
I was going to write about Tusca
loosa, that sits high on the banks of
the Black Warrior, the Athens of Ala
bama, the home of the university and
the collges, the alma mater of culture
and refinement, the druid city, the
historic capital of the state tip to 1844.
I was going to relate something about
the destruction of its beautiful uni
versity buildings by the Federal army,
and their reconstruction on a far more
magnificent scale. I wished to say
something about its splendid organi
zation, its learned and efficient fac
ulty,its museum, the largest in all the
south, aud its magnificent library.
I wished to make favorable mention
of the Stilman institute, where negro
students are studying theology aud
preparing for the white man’s meth
ods of ministerial service, and to tell
about the two negroes from Africa who
are there, and who are genuine sons
of negro princes, whom the mission
aries have converted to Christianity.
But this letter is already too long and
so I will suspend.— Bill Arp, in At
lanta Constitution.
DENOUNCED CHAflBERLAIN.
flember of Parliament Roasts Eng*
land’s Colonial Secretary.
A London dispatch says: James
Bryce, M. P., in a speech at Aberdeen Mr.
Wednesday severely attacked
Chamberlain, the secretary of state
for the colonies, and denounced his
“methods, manner and whole con
duct,” and said he hoped it would not
be much longer possible for him to
“do his best to excite hostile feeling
in Germany and alienate and throw
back and do all possible injury to the
closest understanding between the
United States and United Kingdom.”
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nice HEARSE
utith burial
caskets for
use in the city
IF YOU want to get rid of your BRYANT’S roaches, why don’t
you go to YYm. M. and get
one of those ROACH TRAPS, catching from one hundred
to one thousand a night. He also sells COFFINS from $2
on up, and CASKETS from $5 on up.
W. M. BRYANT, Cordele, Ga.
The “Exclusive” Liquor House.
Fiae Liquors For Familj aid Medicinal Purposes.
Red Cross Eye...............per gallon, $1.60
Capital Kye................... “ “ 2 00
Monpole Rye................. ‘ 2.25
California Rye................ 2.50
Old Kellar Rye.............. 8.00
Beaver Run Rye, Sour Mash 3.00
Old Baker Rye............ 4.00
Okolona Rye, Sour Mash 4.00
Century XXXX Rye...... 6.00
Western Corn............ 1.60
North Carolina Corn..... 2.00
Old North Carolina Corn 2.60
White Rye................. 2.00
White Rye............... 2.5(1
Holland Gin............... 2.00
Imported Cognac Brandy, Gin, Por*, Sherry Wines, etc. • "*1
All money sent me by Express, Money Order or Registered Letter will have my prompt
attention.
H. SOLOMON, Agent.
Korth Broad Street. Albany, Ga.
Money to Loan
Money to loan on improved farm lands in
Dooly County on three or live years’ time.
Kate of interest 7 or s per cent, according
to amount of loan. Arrangements can be
made to p a y up at any time, Money
promptly obtained. See us it you need a
loan.
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Georgia-Alabama Business College,
Macon. Georgia.
. c. J. SHIPP,
ATTORNEY AT LAW
Fate Building,
Cordele, Georgia.
E. F. STROZIER,
A1T0RJYEY-AT-LA W
Cordele, Georgia.
janl-tf
3, k. f l:ds,
LAWYER,
Cordele, Georgia.
Will practice in all the courts
of the State, and the Circuit Court
nf ot tne the United united states States in in Georgia ueorgin.
CommercialJaw is my specialty*
Office upstairs J. S. Pate Btdldwtg
The Kennesaw Restaurant,
22^ Washington St., Albany, Ga.
Good Meals, 25c.
Shilo Rodgers, Proprietor.
BRUMBY MONUMENT.
The Proposition fleets With Popular
Favor On All Sides.
mi The movement started by citizens
of Atlanta, Ga., to roar a monument to
Lieutenant Brumby meets ■with popu
lar favor on all sides.
Admiral Dewey commends it most
cordially and will do all in Ms power
to help the fund.
“Few people,” says Dewey, “realize
what a hero Brumby was. He raised
the Stars and Stripes at Manila under
a shower of shell from the enemy—
raised our country’s flag in the very
face of an apparent certain death!”
Admiral Dewey thinks that every
body should take pleasure in contrib
uting to perpetuate the memory of the
gallant young Georgian.
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Tom Gin........... <• 2.C0
Rose Gin........... 44 44 2.00
Rock and Rye........... ii 2.00
I’eaeli and Honey....... ii n 2.00
Apple Brandy.......... ii ii 2.00
Apple Brandy........... ii n 2.50
Peach Brandy........... ii 2.00
Peach Brandy........... n 2 5 ".
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Cherry Brandy......... 44 “ 2.00 – 2.50
Cognac urandy......... « <4 4.0D
New England Ruin...... 44 14 2.00
New England Rum..... 44 44 2.60
.Jamaica Rum.......... 44 44 2.00
Jamaica Rum........... 44 44 2.40
Wilbourn
House,
Opposite Union Depot,
Macon, Georgia.
R. A. STEWART,
Proprietor.
Rates, reasonable. Fare, the best
to be obtained in the market. Porters
meet all trains. Best accommodation
offered to the traveling public._
Dr. 0. H. Peete,
EYE, EAR, NOSE and THROAT,
668 Cherry Street, )
Macon, Georgia.
J. G. JONES,
Attorney and Counselor at Law,
Cordele, Ga.
SHIPP BROS.,
FIRE INSURANCE,
Cordele, Ga.
J. W. BIVINS.
Have moved my office up stairs,
Dpera House building, with Cordelb
3entinel See me or’phone Estate. me.
s^^tLoans and Real
J. W. BIVINS.
H. H. THOMPSON,
Veterinary Surgeon,
Cordele, Ga.
Office at City Stables. Examina
tion Free. Also Livery, Feed and
Sale Stables. 4 tf {
Lanier – Detle
nave a NEW stock of Tyson – Jones,
Liarnesville. Babcock and other makes
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tries, wagons and teams. SADDLES)
WHIPS, A ROBES, A Baby Oabbiag^
WAGONS, nr ,pn\s unWFRS MOWERS AND and RAKES- EAK*.
Coffins and Caskets.
Come and see if prices are not RIGHT
Cordele, Georgia. _
■ Ba,rl) ”, SHOpS*
SUW£LIL 66 6 r
Sutvaneee Block <f^ \
Entrance on Horth and West.
Best Service in the City.
Circular Saws
Saw Teeth,
Saw Teeth
Locks,
Steam
Governors.
and fop trips
five and ten
miles in the
country.
Charges reason
able.