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• it may uo so. But this person is \
certainly unlike a man to whom <lis- j
grace has ever attached. Through his j
skill at sculpture and my notice of it j
considerable indignity has been brought ;
i upon him, and a soldier can feel, it ■
j seems, though it is very absurd that he
a I should. That is all my concern with ;
| the matter, except that I have to teach
his commander not to play with my ;
name in his barrack yard.”
Tell me to what you
His face lightened with a pleasure j
and a relief that changed it wonder- j ^ toJd tQ her the story
ful.y—that brighter loos of g.adness , eui5r aut i of the Pearl of the Des-
that had been a stranger to it for so :
many years.
“You give me infinite happiness. ;
madame. You little dream bow bitter !
such slights are when one has lost the .
CHAPTER XI.
I'EAXWniLE the subject of
their tirst discourse returned |
to the chambree. It was emp- j
%} ty when he returned. The men !
were scattered over the town in one of j
their scant pauses of liberty. There j
was only the dog cf the regiment. Flick- j
Flack, a snow white poodle, asleep in j
ert, and Yenetia Corona listened, as the heat on a sack, who, without wak- j
she had listened to him throughout, i n g, moved his tail in a sign of gratifi- !
with an interest that she rarely vouch- j cation as Cecil stroked him and sat j
safed to the recitals and the witticisms down near, betaking himself to the
ict me do if you i:mr squadron flung in their stirrups, scarce- ( ^
My noble fellow, you re- ly clothed, knowing only that the foe j GEORGIA ortuP CONulT.O.^S.
was upon them, caring only that their | jravotabta Outlook—Much Cultivation
sword hands were hard on their weap- : Accemolislied.
ons. With all the elao of France they
launched themselves forward to break
the rush of the desert horses. They
met with terrible sound, like falling
trees, like clashing metal.
The hoofs of the rearing chargers j
struck each other’s breasts, and these i accomplished. Local showers occurred
bit and tore at each other's manes
while their riders reeled down dead.
Frank and Vrab we>e blended in one
inextricable mass as the charging
squadrons encountered. The outer
wings cf the tribes were spared the
you wouin
your way.
jec-t advancement and earn yourself an
unjust reputation for mutinous con
duct because you are too g a no reus to
lie given a step above mine in tbe regi
ment.”
“Who’s been telling you that trash,
sir?” retorted Rake, with ferocity.
“No matter who. It is no trash, it
is splendid loyalty of which I am ut
terly unworthy, and it shall be my care
that it is known at the bureaus, so
that henceforth your great merits may
be”—
“Stow that, sir!” cried Rake vehe
mently. “Stow that if you please'
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Ambassador White Will Rosier,
Berlin, July 9.—Although the Uni.
ted States ambassador, Andre,,- i)
White, quite recently denied to r; ,.
correspondent of the Associated p r ‘j’
that he intends to resign, the corr.J
spouaeut now learns from a close ,V e r"
souai friend of Mr. White that he will
upon reaching his
power to resent them! It was Colonel :
Chateauroy who this morning”— I
“Dared to tell you I sent you those
coins?”
The serenity of a courtly woman of , , „ , . . . . . T , .
, ,, • , , * . ,, i stood between him and his crime. Rut
the world was unbroken, but her blue 1 , T „
of her own circle.
“This barbarian is your chief?” she
said as the tale closed. “His enmity
is your honor, i can well credit that
he will never pardon your having
| work he had in hand.
It was a stone for the grave of Leon
j Ramon. There was no other to re-
j member the dead chasseur, no other
besides himself save an old woman
Promoted I won’t be—no,' net if tbe shock and swept on to meet the bayo-
emperor hisseif was to order it and
come across here to see it done! A
pretty thing surely! Me a officer, and
you never a one; me a-eommanding of j
you, and you a-saluting of me! By the j
Lord, sir. we might as well see the
camp scullions a-riding in state and tba !
marshal a-scouriug cut the soup pots!;
nets of zouaves and Turcos. The cav
airy was enveloped in the overwhelm
ing numbers of the center, and the
flanks seemed to cover the zouaves aud
tirailleurs as some great settling mist
may cover the cattle who move be
neath it.
It was uot a battle; it was a fright
ful tangling of men and brutes; no
and brilliant eyes darkened and
gleamed beneath the sweep of their
lashes.
“Perhaps 1 can scarcely say so much,
lie gave them, and he implied that he
gave them from you. The words he
spoke were these.”
lie told her them as they had been
uttered, adding no more. She saw the
construction they had been intended
to bear and that which they had borne
naturally to his ear. She listened ear
nestly to the end. Then she turned to
him with the exquisite softness of
grace which, when she was moved to
it. contrasted so vividly with the
haughty and almost chill languor of
her habitual manner.
“Believe me, I regret deeply that you
should have been wounded by this
most coarse indignity. I grieve sin
cerely that through myself in any way
it should have beeu brought upou you.
As for the perpetrator of it. Colonel
Chateauroy will he received here no
more, and it shall he my care that he
learns uot only how I resent this un
pardonable use of uty name, but bow
I esteem his cruel outrage to a de
fender of his own flag. You did ex
ceedingly well and wisely to acquaint
ine: in your treatment of It as an
affront that I was without warrant to
offer you, you showed the just indigna
tion of a soldier, and—ol’ what I am
very sure that you are—a gentleman.'’
He bowed low before her.
“Madame, you have made me the
debtor of my enemy’s outrage. Those
words from you are more than suffi
cient compensation for it.”
“A poor one, I fear. Your colonel
is your enemy, then? Aud where
fore?”
He paused a moment. '
“Why, at first I scarcely know. We
are antagonistic, I suppose.”
“But is it usual for officers of his
high grade to show such malice to their
soldiers ?”
“Most unusual. Iu this service espe
cially so. although officers rising from
the ranks themselves are more apt to
contract prejudices and ill feeling
against as they are to feel favoritism
to their men than when they enter the
regiment in a superior grade at once.
Since I am here, madame, let me thank
you. in the army’s name, for your in
finite goodness in acting so munificent
ly on my slight hint, l'our generosity
has made many happy hearts in the
hospital.”
“Generosity! Oh, do not call it by
any such name! What did it cost me?
We are terribly selfish here. I am in
debted to you that for once you made
me remember those who suffered.”
She spoke with a certain impulse of
candor and of self accusation that
broke with great sweetness the some
what careless coldness of her general
manner. It was like a gleam of light
that showed all the depth and the
warmth that in truth lay beneath that
imperious languor of habit. It broke
further flie ice of distance that severed
the grande dame from the cavalry sol
dier. He wholly forgot their respec
tive stations. He only remembered that
for the first time for so many years he
had the charm of converse with a wo
man of high breeding, of inexpressible
beauty and of keen and delicate intui
tion. He wholly forgot how time pass
ed, and she did not seek to remind him.
Indeed she hut little noted it herself.
At last the conversation turned back
to Ills chief.
“Y’ou seem to be aware of some mo
tive for your commandant’s dislike?”
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gument did you use to obtain her re
lease?”
"No one has ever heard it,” he an
swered her, while ids voice sank low.
“1 will trust you with it. It will not
pass elsewhere. I told him enough of
—of my own past life to show him
that I knew what his had been and
that I knew, moreover, though they
were dead to me now, men in that
greater world of Europe who would
believe my statement if I wrote them
this outrage on the emir and would
avenge it for the reputation of the em
pire, and unless he released the emir’s
wife I swore to him that I would so
write, though he had me shot on the
morrow, and he know I should keep
my word.”
She was silent some moments, look
ing on him with a musing gaze in
which some pity and more honor for
him were blended.
“You told him your past. Will you
confess it to me?”
“I cannot, madame.”
“And why?”
“Because ; am dead, because in your
presence it becomes more bitter to me
to remember that I ever lived.”
“Y’ou speak strangely. Cannot your
life have a resurrection?”
“Never, madame. For a brief hour
you have given it one—in dreams. It
will have no other. As I am now so
I desire to live and die.”
“Y’ou voluntarily condemn yourself
to this?”
“I have voluntarily chosen it. I am
well sure that the silence I entreat will
be kept by you?”
“Assuredly, unless by your wish it
be broken. Yet—I await my brother’s
arrival here. He is a soldier himself.
I shall hope that he will persuade you
to think differently of your future.
At any rate both his and my own in
fluence will always be exerted for you,
if you will avail yourself of it.”
“Y'ou do me much honor, madame.
All I will ever ask of you is to return
those coins to my colonel aud to forget
that your gentleness has made me dis
regard for one merciful half hour the
sufferance cn which alone a trooper can
present himself here.”
He swept the ground with his cap as
though it were the plumed hat of a
marshal and backed slowly from her
presence, as he had many a time long
before backed out of a tbroneroom.
As he went his eyes caught the ar
mies of the ivory chessmen. They
stood under the glass and had not been
broken by her lapdog.
Miladi, left alone there in her luxuri
ous morning room, sat awhile lost in
thought. He attracted her; ho inter
ested her; he aroused her sympathy
and her wonder as the men of her own
world had failed to do—aroused them
despite the pride which made her im
patient of lending so much attention
to a mere Chasseur d’Afrique. She
discovered the riug of true gold in his
words and the carriage of pure breed
ing in his actions. He interested her
more than it pleased her that he
should. A man so utterly beneath her,
doubtless brought into the grade to
which he had fallen by every kind of
error, of improvidence, of folly, of
probably worse than folly! She laugh
ed a little at herself as she stretched
out her hand for a new- volume of
French poems dedicated to her by their
accomplished writer, who was a Pari
sian diplomatist.
“One would imagine I was just out
of a convent and weaving a marvelous
romance from a mystery because the
first soldier I notice in Algeria has a
gentleman's voice and is ill treated by
his officers,” she thought, with a smile.
“Such a man as that buried iu the
ranks of this brutalized army!” she
mused. “What fatal chance could bring
him here? Misfortune, not miscon
duct, surely. I wonder if Lyon could
learn? He shall try.”
“l’our chasseur lias the air of a
prince, my love,” said a voice belaud
her.
“Equivocal compliment! A much
better air than most princes,” said
lime. Corona, glancing up, with a
slight shrug of her shoulders, as her
guest and traveling companion, the
Marquise do Ileuardiere, entered.
“Indeed! I saw him as he passed
out, aud he saluted me as if he had
beeu a marshal. Why did he come?"
Yenetia Corona pointed to the napo
leons and toid the story rather listless
ly and briefly.
“Ah! The man has been a gentle
man, I dare say. So many of them
come to our army. I remember Gener
al Yillcfleur’s telling me—he command
ed here awhile—that the ranks of the
Zephyrs and zouaves were full of well
born men. utterly good for nothing, the
handsomest scoundrels possible, who
had every gift and every grace aud yet
come to no better end than a pistol
shot in a ditch or a mortal thrust from
Bedouin steel. I dare say your corpo
ral is oue of them.”
If you don’t let me have my owu way j
and if you do the litticst thing tc got! contest, of modern warfare
me a stem why, sir, I swear as I!m a liv- j commences and conquers by a duel of
iug being that I’ll draw on Chateauroy j artillery and sometimes gives the vic-
the first time I see him afterward and . tory to whosoever has the superiority
sitting spiiming at her wheel under the j p,j s tin-oat as I’d slit a jackal’s! i of ordnance, but a conflict, band to
low sloping shingle roof of a cottage ! There, my oath’s took!” i hand, breast to breast, life for life, a
by the western Biscayan sea. J And'Cecil knew that it was hopeless ! Homeric combat of spear and of sword
Cecil’s hand pressed the graver along j either to persuade him to his own <ul- ' even while the first volleys of the an-
the letters, but his thoughts wandered j vantage or to convince him cf his dis- ! swering musketry pealed over the
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far from the place where he was. Alone j obedience in speaking thus of his siv
there in the great sun scorched barrack : p reme before his noncommissioned of-
room the news that he had read, the j fleer. lie was himself, moreover, deep-
presence he had quitted, seemed like a
dream. He had never known fully all j
that he had lost until he had stood be- j
fore the beauty of this woman, in !
whose deep, imperial eyes the light of j
other years seemed to lie, the memo- |
ries of other worlds seemed to slumber. |
Those blue, proud, fathomless eyes! !
Why had they looked on him? She had j
come to pain, to weaken, to disturb, i
to influence him, to shadow his :
peace, to wring his pride, to unman j
his resolve, as women do mostly with i
men. Was life not hard enough here !
already that she must make it more !
bitter yet to bear?
“If I had iiiy heritage.” he thought, j
And the chisel fell from his hands as j
he looked down the length of the bar
rack room, with the blue glare of the
African sky through the easement.
Then he smiled at his own folly, in
dreaming idly thus of things that
might have been.
“I will see her no more,” he said to
himself. “If I do not take care, I
shall end by thinking myself a mar
tyr, the last refuge and consolation of
emasculate vanity, of fmpotent ego
tism.”
At that instant Petit Picpon’s keen,
pale, Parisian face peered through the
door: his great black eyes, that at
times had -so pathetic a melancholy.
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“ There is great news. Fighting has begun.”
and at others such a monkeyish mirth
and malice, were sparkling excitedly
and gleefully.
“You, Picpon? What is it?”
“My corporal, there is great news.
Fighting has begun, the Arabs want
a skirmish and Rake has run a spahis
through the stomach, that is all. I
don’t think the man is so much as
dead. even. lie always does something
-/hen he thinks promotion is coming—
something to get himself out of its
way, do you see? And the reason is
this: He’s a good friend, and loves you.
and lie will not he put over your head.
‘Me rise afore him?’ said he to me
once. ‘He’s a prince, and I’m a mon
grel got iu a gutter! I owe him rnore’n
I’ll ever pay, and I’ll kill the general
himself afore I’ll insult him that way.
So say little to him about the spahis.’
He loves you well, does your Rake.”
“Well, indeed! Good God! What
nobility!”
Picpon glanced at him; then with
the tact of his nation, glided away and
busied himself teaching Flick-Flack to
shoulder and present arms, the weapon
being a long chibouque stick,
“Is this true, Rake—that you inten
tionally cerxiuit these freaks of mis
conduct to escape promotion?” Cecil
asked of the man when lie stood alone
with him in his place of confinement.
Rake flushed a little. “Mischief’s
bred in me, sir; it must come out. It’s
just bottled up in mo like ale. If I
didn't take the cork out now and then,
I should fly a-pieces!”
“But many a time when you have
been close on the reward of your
splendid gallantry in the field you have
frustrated ycur own fortune and the
wishes of your superiors by wantonly
proving yourself unfit for the higher
grade they were going to raise you to.
Why do you do that?”
Rake fidgeted restlessly and. to avoid
the awkwardness of ihe question, re
plied like a parliamentary orator by a
flow of rhetoric.
“Sir, there's a many chaps like me.
They can't help nohow busting out
when the fit takes ’em. ’Taiu't reasona
ble to blame ’em for it. They’re just
made so, like a chestnut's made to bust
its pod and a chicken to bust its shell.”
“But you wander from my question,”
said Cecil gently. “Do you avoid pro
motion?”
“Y’es, sir, I do,” said Itake, something
sulkily, for ho felt he was being driv
en “up a corner.” “I do. I ain't not
one hit litter for an officer than a riot
ing pup is fit to lead them crack packs
at home. I should be iu a straitwaist-
coat if I was promoted. And as for
the cross. Lord, sir, that would get me
into a world of trouble! I should pawn
it for a toss.of wine the first day out
or give it to the first girl that winked
her black eye for it.”
ly moved by the man’s fidelity.
He stretched his hand out.
“I wish there were more black
guards with hearts like yours. 1 can
not repay your love. Rake, but I can
value it.”
Rake put his own hands behind his
back.
“God bless you, sir, you’ve repaid
it ten dozen times over. But you
shan't do that, sir. I toid you long
ago I’m too much of a scamp. Some
day, perhaps, as I said, when I've set
tled scores with myself and wiped off
all the bad uns with a clear sweep tol
erably clean; uot afore, sir.”
And Rake was so sturdily obstinate
not to always carry his point. Mean
while Picpon’s news was correct.
The regiment was ordered out on the
march. There was fresh war in the
interior, and wherever there was the
hottest slaughter there the Black
Hawk always flew down with his fal
con flock. When Cecil left his incorri
gible comrade, the trumpets were
sounding an assembly. There were
noise, tumult, eagerness, excitement,
delighted zest, on every side. A gener
al order was read to the enraptured
squadrons. They were to leave the
town at the first streak of dawn.
That evening at the Yiiln Aioussa
there gathered a courtly assembly of
much higher rank than Algiers can
commonly afford, because many of sta
tion as lofty as her own had been
drawn thither to follow her to what
the Princess Corona called her banish
ment.
There, was a variety of distractions
to prevent ennui. There were half a
dozen clever Paris actors playing that
airiest of vaudevilles in the bijou the
ater beyond the drawing rooms; there
were some celebrated Italian singers
whom an imperial prince had brought
over in his yacht; there was the best
music; there was wit as weil as hom
age whispered in her ear. Yet she was
not altogether amused; she was a little
touched with ennui.
“Those men are very stupid! They
have not half the talent of that sol
dier!” she thought once, turning from
a peer of France, an Austrian arch
duke and a Russian diplomatist.
“Chateauroy and his chasseurs have
an order to march,” a voice was say
ing that moment behind her chair.
“There Is always fighting here, I sup
pose?”
precision they harnessed and got under
arms. They were but 1.UG0 or so iu all
—a single squadron of chasseurs, two
battalions of zouaves, half a corps of
tirailleurs and some Turcos, only a
branch of the main body and without
artillery. But they were some of the
flower of the army of Algiers, and
they roused in a second, with the viva
cious ferocity of the bounding tiger,
with the glad, eager impatience for the
slaughter of the unloosed hawk. Y'et,
rapid in its wondrous celerity as their
united action was, it was not so rapid
as the downward sweep of the war-
cloud that came so near, with the toss
ing of white draperies and the shine
of countless sabers, now growing clear
er and clearer out of the darkness till,
with the whir like the noise of an ea-
. Cecil’s eyes rested cn him with a
ail kinds of fond and can’t help but! look that said far more than his an-
do you good. H. B. McMaater. swer. “Rake, I know you better than
He gazed keenly southward.
gle's wings and a swoop like an eagle’s
seizure, the Arabs whirled down upon
them, met a few yards in advance by
the answering charge of the light cav
alry.
There was a crash as if rock were
hurled upon rock as the chasseurs,
scarce seated iu the saddle, rushed for
ward to save the pickets, to encounter
the first blind force of the attack and
to give the infantry, farther in, more
time for harness and defense. Out of
the caverns cf the night an armed mul
titude seemed to have suddehly poured.
A moment ago they bad slept in secu
rity; uow thousands on thousands,
whom they could not number, whom
they could but dimly even perceive,
were thrown on them in immeasurable
hosts, which the encircling cloud of
dust served but to render vaster, ghast
lier and more majestic. Th* Arab line
stretched out with wings Vfet seemed
to extend on and on without end. The
line of the chasseurs was not one-half
its length; they were but a single
plain.
For once the desert avenged in like
that terrible inexhaustibility of supply
wherewith the empire so long bad
crushed it beneath the overwhelming
difference of numbers. It was the
day of Mazagran once more as the
light of the morning broke, gray, sil
vered, beautiful, in the far, dim dis
tance beyond the tawny seas of reeds.
Smoke and sand soon densely rose
above the struggle, white, bot. blind
ing, but out from it the lean, dark Bed
ouin faces, the snowy haieks, the red
burnoose, the gleam of the Tunisian
muskets, the flash of silver hilted yat
aghans, were seen fused in a mass
with the brawny naked necks cf the
zouaves, with the shiue of the French
bayonets, with the tossing manes and
glowing nostrils of the chasseurs’
horses, with the torn, stained silk of
the raised tricolor, through which the
storm of balls flew thick and fast as
hail, yet whose folds were never suf
fered to fall, though again and again
the baud that held its staff was cut
away or was unloosened in death, yet
ever found another to take its charge
before the flag could once have trem
bled in the enemy’s sight.
The chasseurs could not charge.
They were hemmed in, packed between
bodies of horsemen that pressed them
together as between iron plates. Now
and then they could cut their way
through clear enough to reach tlieir
comrades of the infantry, but as often
as they did so so often the overwhelm
ing numbers of the Arabs surged in on
them afresh like a flood and closed
upon them and drove them back.
Every soldier in the squadron that
lived kept his life by sheer breathless,
ceaseless, hand to hand sword play,
hewing right and left, front and rear,
without pause, as in the great tangled
forests of the west men hew a side
branch and brushwood ere they can
force one step forward.
The gleam of dawn spread in one
golden glow of morning, and the day
rose radiant over the world. They staid
not for its beauty or its peace. The
carnage went on hour upou hour. Men
began to grow drunk with slaughter as
with raki.
It was bitter, stifling, cruel work,
with their mouths choked with sand
with their threats caked with thirst,
with tlieir eyes blind with smoke,
cramped as in a vise, scorched with
tlie blaze of powder, covered with blood
and with dust, while the steel was
thrust through nerve and sinew or the
shot plowed through bone and flesh.
The answering fire of the zouaves and
tirailleurs kept the Arabs farther at
hay and mowed them faster down, but
in the chasseurs’ quarter of tiie field,
parted from the rest of their comrades
as they had been by the rush of that
broken charge with which they had
sought to save the camp and arrest the
foe, the worst pressure of the attack
was felt and the fiercest of the slaugh
ter fell.
The commander of the chasseurs had
been shot dead as they had first swept
out to encounter the advance of the
desert horsemen. One by oue the offi
cers had beeu cut dowu, singled out by
the keen eyes of their euemieu and
throwing themselves into the deadliest
of the carnage with the impetuous self
devotion characteristic of their service.
At the last there remained hut a mere
handful out of all the brilliant squad
ron that had galloped dowu in the gray
of the dawn to meet the whirlwind of
Arab fury. At their head was Cecil.
Two horses had beeu killed under
him, and he had thrown himself afresh
across unwounded charges whose rid
ers iiad fallen in the melee and at
whose bridles he had caught as he
shook himself free of the dead ani
mal's stirrups. IIis head was uncov
ered; his uniform, hurriedly thrown on.
had beeu toru aside, and his chest was
hare to the red folds of his sash. He
was drenched with blood, not his own,
that had rained on him as he fought,
aud his face and his hands were black
with smoke and with powder. He
could, uot see a yard in front of him.
He could not tell bow the day went
anywhere save in that corner where
his own troop was hemmed in. As fast
as they boat the Arabs back and forc
ed themselves some clearer space, so
fast the tribes closed iu afresh. No or
ders reached him from the general o!
brigade iu command; except for the
well known war shouts of the zouaves
that ever and again rang above the
din he could not tell whether the
French battalions were uot cut utterly
to pieces under the immense numerical
superiority of their foes. All he could
see was that every officer of chasseurs
was down and that unless he took the
vacant place and rallied them together
the few score troopers that were still
left would scatter, confused and de
moralized, as the best soldiers will at
times when they can see no chief to
follow.
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One Man
ILLET HIT,
RHEUMATISM and CATARRH GORED
BY
Johnston’s
Sarsaparilla
QUART BOTTLES.
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Sylvan i a, Ga.,
Ki.and I iiree Olliers
Are \Y on tided.
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. , . j Mrs. C. II. Kingsbury, who keeps a
-At a aance j m iHinery and fancy goods store at St.
given iu the turpentine quarter at Zeig- j Louis, Gratiot Co., Mich., and who is
ler station, in this county, Saturday j known throughout the country,
nigh., Geerce Davis and his brother “Tf waS badly troubled with rheuma-
got into a dispute with two other ne
groes and the quartet walked out of the
house into the woods to settle it. Davis
was killed; his brother, it is thought,
is fataliy wouudou and the other two
badly hurt. Pistols were the only weap
ons used, and rhe double duel occurred
in tiie moonlight underneath tho pines.
Ko mquisi has beeu held yet and no
arrests have been made. George Davis’
tism, catarrh and neuralgia. I had
liver complaint and was very bilious. I
was in a bad condition; every day I be
gan to fear that I should never be a
well woman; that I should have to
settle down into a chronic invalid, and
live in the shadow of death. I had
JOHNSTON’S SARSAPARILLA rec
ommended to me. i TOOK FOUR
BOTTLES AND IT CURED ME, and
body is lying m me woods tonight by i cure( l m 7 family both. I am very glad
the side of the railroad track and no '< J heard of it. I would cheerfully
one has vet ventured to move it. j recommend it to every one. I have
| taken many other kinds of medicine.
itch on minimi cured hi sn minutes by ! I prefer JOHNSTON S to all of them.”
Woo! lord's -hinitH-v l ot ion. T his never fails ! MICHIGAN 9KUO CO., Detroit, Mich,
'■'old by H. it.McManter, Druggist.
j For by H. B. McJl ASTEK, Waynesboro, (ia.
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1269 Broad Street, AUGUSTA. GA.
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Dental Parlors,
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oivti a:.:i BrdDtj Work » 'Specialty.
POORE & WOODBURY,
S21 Broad St., Augusta, Georgii.
Phone, 52J.
Dr. Caldwell’s Syrup Pepsin cures
stomach fronble.
Sold hv h. b McMaster, Waynes
boro; H Q. Bell, Millen.
— Henry George cigar, best nirkJp
smoke made, at Neely’s aDd Arling
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iu Burke and Jefferson Counties.
No Commissions. Lowest Kates.
Long time or installments.
ALEXANDER & JOHNSON,
705 Broad Street,
AUGUSTA, GA.
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FURNITURE !!
We have the largest and best stock o
Furniture ever b rouglit to Augusta, ami our
prices are as iow as the lowest. Elegant
PAKLOR “ J CHAMFER SETS,
SECRETARIES, BOOKCASES,
Couches, Sideboards, Bedsteads
BUREAUS. WASHSTAN’DS,
Rocking Chairs, straight Chairs,
- . _ . Mattings, Rugs, Etc,
Each department in our business is full and complete, and every article is the very lie-
that can be had for t he money. We do not hesitate to assert that no other Furniture house
is quite so full of beauty, elegance and style as ours. When in Augusta be sure to call anil
see us
FLEMING Ac BOWLES,
904 Broad Strppt. AUGUSTA. GA
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IRON BEDS $3.75 UP.
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For your Gar
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Hose and Bliss
Irish Potatoes.
We have just
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D. M. Ferry &
Co’s Seeds.
They are noted for putting up the most reli
able Seed sold. Their seed are always fresh
and gives the best results. Orr prices are
as low as the lowest.
olso remember we carry a complete
line f DRUGS and everything generally
kept in a first-class Drug Store.
We have a competent Druggist whe has
had 15 years experience.
BUXTON &HAESELER,
GIRARD. GEOliGIA.