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Ir,o n Kittens.
Noted Men !
vDr. John F. Hancock,
late President of the National Pliar*
maceutical Association of the Unite*!
t»tatc«, says:
** Brown'# Iron Bltt«n has a
heavy ult, h conceded to be a 1m
ionic; the character of the ma*o'
fcxttuars i* a voucher far Its pari If
sad aadiciaal excellence."
Dr. Joseph Roberts,
Jh cut dent Balufetore Pharmaceutical
College, says:
“I iudoree Has a fine nedktae,
raliabls as a •trengtheniuf tonic*
free from alcoholic poisons. *
Dr. J. Faris Moore, Ph.
P., Professor of Pharmacy, Balti
more Pharmaceutical College, says:
• ** Brown's Iron Bitters Is a sab
and reliable medicine, positively
free from alcoholic poisons, and can
be recommended as a tonic for use
among those who oppose alcohol.'*
Dr. Edward F.arickson,
Secretary Baltimore College of Phar
macy, says •
"I Indorse It as an escellent
medicine, a good digestive agent,
and a non-iAtcrxitfant in the felloe*
sense."
Dr. Richard Sapington,
one of Baltimore’s oldest and most
reliable physicians, says:
11 All who have used It praise las
Standard virtues, and the well
known character of the house which
snakes it is a sufficient guarantee
of Its being all that is claimed, for
■they arc men who could not be in
duced to offer anything else but a
reliable medicine for public use."
A Druggist Cured.
Boonshoro, Md., Oct. re, 1680.
Gentlemen: Brown's Iron Bit
ters cured me of a bad attack of
Indigestion and fullness in the stom
ach. Having tested it, I take pleas
sue in recommending it to my cus
tomers, and am glad to say it gives
entire satisfaction to all."
Gbo. W. Hoffman, Druggist.
Ask your Druggist for Brown’s
Iron Bitters, and take no other.
One trial will convince you that it
what you need.
Attorneys.
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Solicitor of Paten Caveats. Trade-
Marks Copyrights, ,
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Office.
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ATTORNEY AT IMW
BUMMER - 7 ILLE, - GEORGIA,
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Office east side of the saiiara
trpl 7 Pi
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Attorney at Law,
SuiiM.SßVii.hE, - - - - Georgia.
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Atterney at Law,
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tore.)
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LaFayette, - - Georgia.
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Attorney at Law,
LaFayette, - - - - Georgia.
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iu the Supreme Court of Georgia Of
fice on east side of snuare"!n building
with Dr. G. VV. McWilliams.
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RESIDENT DENTIST.
Rinnggold, - - Georgia
Offers services in all branch
of his profession to the
citizens of Walker ami Ctoosa Coun
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prices.
All wotk warranted. Office on Nash
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[accidents!
HAPPEN
EVERY DAY in the Year.
PERRY fc*
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PAIN
KILLER Comxmasn,
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IS THE Scau*,
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Dislocations,
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FOR TX.
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vol. VI.
THE MESSENGER.
LAFAYETTE, -•- GEORGIA.
SUBSCRIPTION t
One Year - - $1 00
Six Months ... 50 Cent*.
Tin ee Months - - - 25 Cents.
Farmer Gregory.
“Hetty, Hetty! Mehitable Gre
gory, where are you? Why don’t
you answer me? What <io I want?
I want you to hurry right down
stairs and go to the spring for a
pail of waterlor theteake'tle! Here
it is, nigh on lo supper time; five
hungry men coming in from the
harvest field; my fire almost gone
out, no wood and no water in the
house, and this blessed, cross little
baby screaming hard enough to
drive me crazy, while my head is
achiDg as if it would bursll Here,
Tommy, take the basket and rur,
to the lot like a good boy, and
get some chips to make mother a
fire, be quick, now I’
Hetty, a pretty, rosy-looking girl
of 14, came Lutriedly down the
suirs at this imperative summons,
naught up the pail and thru v on
her sun bonnet,saying a-ishe pass
ed through the room: “I’m real sor
ry, mother. I forgot all about the
water. 1 was reading a stoi y in
the magazine that Mary Greene
lent me, and it was just splendid.
Oh, mother, I do wish father
would let us take something to read.
We don’t have anything like other
folks,' and she went out, giving the
door a spiteful little bang after
li-r.
Tomrar, a brown-faced, bare
f< oted little urchin of seven sum
mers, took the basket, mounted a
stick, and troth d off to the lot,
while tir-d Mrs. Gregory drew the
cradle to the side of the table and
rocked it with one foot while she
pared the potatoes and made the
biscuit for the men who would
soon be in from the wheat field,
tired at.d hungry.
Hetty soon returned from the
spring, flushed and breathless from
the exertion of oarrying the heavy
pail so far, Tommy, with the aid of
his wooden borse, brought the bas
ket of chips safely to the door, and
supper was steaming on the table
by the time the men had washed
the perspiration and dust from
their faces and bands, and made
themselves ready for the meal.
‘Well, well, I declare, mother,
said Mr. Gregory, with a wry face,
as he broke open one of the bia
cu.ts, what in the world is the
matter with your oven? There’s
something wrong, somewhere; this
biscuit isn’t done.’
0
‘The wood gave out entirely,
and I had to tend to the lot for
chips, and they never heat the oven
well. Ido wish Giles, that we
could have plenty of wood and
water.’
‘Nonsense; it won’t hurt ’em a
mite! I’ts about all they can do to
waid earning there grubl Sister
Sarah and me had it to do when
father lived on the old place; we
carried water year in and year out,
from that same spring. I calculate
to get up a good pile of wood when
the fall work is tbreugh with, but
don’t for mercy’s sake, harvest time
to grumble over your tittle incon
veniences!’
Mrs. Gregory thought a great
many things, but said nothing,
knowing well, by past experience,
that wor is availed nothing in any
differ nee of opinion between her
self and her very excellent, hut
rather obstinate spouse; silently
she took the baby in her arms and
seated herself to pour the tea tor
the weary workman.
Little Hetty, however, was not ro
prudent, and with bright visions of
the pretty book, and its interesting
stories in her mind, she tried her
father on another point
•Oh, father, won’t you please let
us take the magazine teat Mrs.
Greene takes for Mary ? ft is so j
nice and has such sphndid storie- !
in it, and the loveliest pictures, too!
IM work just as hard «s anything tf l
you will. Mary Gcrene said the
agent told her raoiner ’
No," no, I. won’t you needn’t j
trouble yourself to tel! not what the j
agent scod to Mary Greene’s moth* i
LAFAYETTE, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, APRIL 26. 1883.
er. I’m poor enough now, good
ness knows, without throwing sway
any money in patterning after Mrs.
Greene’s extravagant fooleries.
They are jnst ruining them chil
dren.’
‘Well,’ piped up Tommy, ‘it’s
real nice over to their house, any
way : ever so much bettor than it
is sere. They’ve got \ splendid
swing iu the barn for George and
Kat e, and ibey’vego* a will and
cistern, and a woodsbed with lots
of wood in it ; anil you just ought
to see the piles and piles of fuuny
books an! papers 1’
‘Yes,’snared Mr. Gregory, and
•piles and piles’ of renpero and
mowers —cultivators and corn
shellerB —patent churns and waffl
ing machines, and a dish washer,
too, for all I know; and my gen
tleman Greene just walks about, I
suppose, with his bands in his
pockets and takes his ease, while
machinery works for him. I’ll
warrant you he’s spending every
dollar he gets hold of in some new
kink or other, instead of laying it
up for hie old ages Hid new-tangled
notions will laud him iu the poor
house yet, see if they don’t!’
‘lt dosen’t look much like it yet
father,’ said John, the eldest son,
a youth of sixteen; ‘be seems to he
making money all the time. Mary
is going to the Milldale Seminary
this fall, and lie is going to send
Dick away East somswhere to learn
to be a civil engine r. Why don’t
you try some of hia labor-saving
ideas toe, father? You wouldn’t
have to work neai io bard, and it
must pay.
‘You needn’t try to a r gua with
me. ‘Gentleman Greene' can make
a befrizzled, leffunced seminary
girl of his d mghter and a civil or
uncivil engineer of bis son if it suits
him. I don’t set myself up to be
any better than my old lather was ;
his ways are good enough for me.
He worked cu this old place nigh
or. to twenty years and was satis
fied to earn bis bread by the sweat
of his brow. I’m willing to do the
same even if I da have to werk like
a dog for it I’
‘Yes,’ muttered John, as be rose
from the table aid walked hastily
out to the porch; ‘yes, and you are
willing to keep poor mother and all
the rest of us at it, too. Kill her,
and let us children grow updun< esl
I’d light out pretty quick it it was
not for mother and dear little Het
tie I It’s too bad to keep her out of
Bchool to make a drudge of her, she
learns so fast and is s.» bright and
pretty.’And catching up the milk
pail, he hurried to the barnyard
with a surly, dissatisfied look cn his
boyish face. ,
‘Giles,’ said Mrs. Gregoiy, in a
hesitating way, after the men were
gone, the table cleared away and
the baby asleep in its cradle. ‘1
don’t see how in the world I can
get along with all my tall work
without some help with my sew
ing. Both you aud John must
have shirts and winter clothes,
and the children grow so fast that
it takes half my time to let out
and piece down for them. Ido
wish, Giles, that we could afiord a
sewing machine. There was 3D
agent here today who offers a good
one for SSO, in easy payments
He told me ’’
•There, there; you needn't waste
your breath and time in repeating
the -enseless palaver of eome city
popinjay, who is toopmu t and too
lazy to werk with bis white hands
and earn an honest living, and so
sticks on a paper collar, greases his
curly ha i, and sets out toguii sim
pleton's into buviog those clatter
ing, treadmill things! My mother
never heard tell of such a thing in
her day! She was satisfied to do
her work with the loo’s oater pro
vided for her Site cut and made,
and spun and for us all with ter
owe hands, and she wasn't too
•tuck up to do her two scrubbing
and soap oinking, either. If she’d
lived she could show you win! Uis '
'O do good, noro-st work.’
' 1 <
•Perhaps. Gil 8 shn .OU'.t iliVe
lived in. g*r if She hado t worked :
so hard. You know she was still j
a young woman when sr. *ii*u '
‘I don’t kn«w, .’dare: l rio.i’t |
ki.ow about that. I reckon toe ]
good Lord don’t take none of us i
till our time comes. She was a 1
good woman, mother was, and
thinga didn’t go well with ui boy*
after (she died,’ and Mr. Gregory
rose with a sigh, knocked the ashen
from his pipe, and, depositing it
on the clock shelf in the corner,
seated himse.f in silence.
For a tong time nothing more
was said. The jogging of the cra
dle kept time to the monotonons
‘tick-tick’of the clock, and back in
the shadows sat Giles Gregory,
entertaining an unwelcome and un
wonted visitor. He was arraigned
before the bar of conscience, and
memory was reading to him the
bitter things recorded iu the book
of the past. She whispered him to
look back to the days of his boy
hood, to cill to remembrance the
qniet, patient life that had indeed,
gone out early in;itsday, only be
cause the heart's best food, love
and sympathy, were withheld alto
gether, or grudgingly given, by
those to whom Bhe had, as wile
and mother, the; best and holiest
right to look fur It. Ah, haw like
a sad, accusing angel that mother’s
face came up before him at th •
tribunal to .which his uwakened
conscience had summoned him.
Memory reminded him of the
dreary years that followed her
loss —years filled with carelessness
and neglect on the father’s part,
and utter indifference, if not posi
live dislike, on the part of the
motherless children. She said to
him. ‘Whatsoever a man sowetb,
that also shall he reap,’ and asked
him if he was not sowing the seed
lor a like harvest in the hearts of
nis own children? Then she whis
ptr.'d to him to look at the thin
weary face before him; a face lov
ing and patient, but seamed with
the sad lints of care and prema
ture old age, and contrast it wiih
that of the pretly rosy-cheektd,
bright eyed girl whom he lmd
promised before God to cherish,
love, and comfort so long as life
last d, and she asked him how he
had redeemed his pledge. She
held before his eyes a mhror, in
which he might see himself iu all
hia repulsive selfishness—his wil
ful, stubborn ignorance—an 1 he
shrank from the picture. Oh.
faithful Conscience—blessed Mem
ory—well aie you doing your
work I
Slowly and gently the bund of
the angel of repentance is feeling
the way to the blessed fountain
whose waters have so long lain
sealed. So tly the stout barriers
are withdrawn, ard its warm tides
wash ver the world-calloused
heart like the healing fi md, melt
im the harduess, end bringing up
from the stony, neglected soil the
late but sweet blossoms of ten
derners and love.
‘Mary,’ said ho suddenly—and
there Whs a strange huskiness in
his voice—thecbildrenare all quiet;
s’pose wo go over to nnighbor
Gre> ne's a little while?'
‘Why, Gibs.’ she said, with a
surprised, gratified look, ‘l'd like
ever so much to go; hut I don’t
see Lew I can, I must gel
Tommy’s pants done to-night.’
‘Let it go this time; a visit will
do you good. You look dean tuck
ered out with your work,’
Wondering greatly at her hus
band's unwonted mood, and with a
confused idea that there roust be a
a mistake some where, she quickly
donned shawl and bonnet, called
Hetty from her nook up itairs,
where she was revelling in the
stories that were to ner so many
glimpses into a veritable fairy land,'
bade her mind the little ones, and
was soon ord'aly welcomed in
the cozy parlor at Mr*. Greene's.
The sharp contrast between
their own bare living room arid
this pretty little mok gave anoth
er twinge to the already smarting
conscience of the awakening peni
tent. Here were books, plenties,
games and toys ftr the children;
a-, open melodeon, with a music
Ik> k on the rack stood at one side
of the ro in; upon the tab e lay e
gonitis of solid a.id rousoei-
Inn-ons tesdi -g for tlt BO”ter ,ea!s,
an I if in ec mer/bnelu'-y Co' cred
sts-d the pride ~f Mrs. Greene’s
heart, the ►ewbsg machine.
Afier the weather ar d form mat
ter-, had been do’y discussed, coo
ties touched upon, and ysiious
items of neighborhood interest in
terchanged, there came a little
pause which Wes hrukenj by Mr.
Gregory who said, {with a shv
glanee at his wife and a It*tin awk
ward hneitation :
‘I say, Greene, I’ve come oyer
here to make a sort of confcs.-icn.
I’ve been having a little ‘experi
ence meeting’ with; ;.tny own
thoughts to-night ; la on looking si
myself its 1 e’poso others look ut
me in n sort of looking glass, ea it.
were, and I’m free to confess that
I’ye had the pleasure of making
the acquaintance of a cantanker
ous old curmudgeon—so to spesn.
I’ve been agoing cn, year in and
year out, trampling on the hearts
and feelings ol tny wife and chil
dren (keep still, Mary, you've no
call to dei.y it, it's just (he truth
I’m telling); hardening them and
hardening myßelf, 100 until I seem
to have forgotten, somehow, that
the good Lord, when lie made me,
intended me to be a maul 1 don’t
know what it means,but I seem to
be jus: turned all about I reckon
maybe it was thinking of my
motI:»r that hes melted me, so to
speak. You can just mark this
down, Neighbor Greene. Gibs Gre
gory has looked at his own heart
to some purpose to-night. I’m
going to begin over again arid try
to have a home like yours litre.
My children shall intve books and
loyß and gimcrncks, too, and my
wife is going to have a sewing ma
chine; yes, sir, two of ’em if she
she pays so. There, there, Mar?.
Sho’ r now, it it haint a curious
tiling that n woman will cry when
she is glad just as when ehn is sor
ry .’ ‘No, sir, I ain't ‘crying
myself,’* either. I’ve got a
pesky cold in my houd, and it
mattes my eyes troublesome, that’!!
all.’ — Mrs. Lucy Mcßlinn in the De
troit News.
Trust a Hoy.
About fifteen years ago I w»s
standing in the porch of Willard’s
Hotel, when a little boy with a
bright, honest face said to me, —
‘Please sir lend me twenty five
cents to net up in business? I want
to huy some newspapers to sell.’
I replied—
‘Mj boy, I haven’t got twenty
five cents, hut here arc fifty cents,
and when you want to return h
you will find me ut t'.is hotel.’
‘Thame'on,'(mid the little lad
‘I will bring it bant.’
1 never expected to s»e him or
the money again, and considered it
a donation ; hut in the evening ns
I was «ulking up and down in the
entrance hall Pin king, tny coal was
pulled hy a little newsboy, and I
turned and beheld the youngster
who had applied for a loan in the
morning, with that samo brgbt
face that attracted me then.
'Weil, my man, whal is it ?’ I said
as though 1 didn't knob him.
‘I have brought you back your
fifty cents, sir,’ said he, ‘and I am
ever so much obliged to you. I
have made more than a dollar clear
profit with your money.’
A wagou containing a calf in a
cage was on the market yeStnrdny
morning with a farmer’* wife in
charge, and a bn'cher with an eye
to yeal stepped up and enquired:
‘Madam, is that calf for seU?" Yes,
sir.” ‘‘ls he a lJurham?” “He may
be.” “Isn’t an Ayrshire, is be?”
“Like enough.’ “Don’t you know
his breed?’ he asked in a surpris
voice. ‘N ', I don’t.’ ‘lhon how
do you < xpant to sell him?’ ‘All
I Know about that calf is that his
falher booked a justice of the
peace to dw th and his mother
chase,d a female lecturer two uii'es.
and if that ain't br>ed enough to
ask fonr dollars on, you needn’t
take hind’ The butcher said ' Ibe
brad was all right.— Detroit Free
i’r.'.se.
- ■-
Why Hole on objected: ‘Hob
son,’as id Muggins, ‘they tel ire
V»u’«e t- ken your hoy aw«y irorn
* lie garden school. Wnat’a tea'
fur?’ ‘Jam.’ said Hebron, ‘lilt
master ain't fit to teach ‘inis’‘Oil,'
-a>d Muggins, ‘l’ve heard In’* «
»■ TV g'v.d inktrter ’ ‘Well.’ repli-d
Hobson.apologetic! iy. ‘all 1 kouw
is he wanted to teach toy bov to |
sped‘tateis with a’p.”—New Bern
(.N. C.j Journal. '
NO. 39.
llew They Tlaj The riuuo in New
Orleans.
‘I Was loafing arour.d the streets
last night,’ said J>m Nelsrn, one ol
the old st locomotive engineers
running into N, w Orleans, ‘and as
I hud in thing to do I dropped in
to a concert and heard a tlick-loo' -
ing Frenchman play a piano in a
way tliu! made me fed alt over in
spots. As soon as ho sit down on
the stool I kno v hy the way ha
handled hirastif that ho understood
the tra hine ho was running. He
tupped the keys away up one end,
just as if lhey w re gauges and he
wanted to sie if ho had water
enougu. Then ho h oked up, as if
he wanted to know how much
stoiim he was carrying, und the
n it moment he pulled open the
thiottl and sai’e I out on the main
line, hb if he was a half an hour
late.
‘You could hear her thunder
and bridges, and get
ting.faster mul faster, unMl the fo'-
lt>w rosked about in hia sc.it like a
ciad'o. • Siflpuhow I thought it.
was old 'thirty-six’ pulling a pas
senger train and getting out of the
way of a ‘special.’ The fed iw
worked the keys on the middle di
vision like lightning, and then he
flew along the north end of the lino
uniil the drivers went aroun 1 like
a buzz saw and I got excited.
About the time f was fixing to tell
him to cut her off a little, he kick
ed the dampen under the machine
wide open, pulled the throttle
away hack to the tender, and,
Jerusabm, jumpi rsl how ho did
run. I oot'ldn’t stand it any lon
ger, and yelled to him that blio was
‘pound ng’on the left side, and if
he wasu't careful he'd drop his ash
pan.
‘But ho didn't hear. No one
heard mo. Everything was flying
and whizzing. Telegraph poles on
the side of the track looked like a
row of cornstalk.”, the trees appear
ed to he a mud bane, and all tin
time the exhaust of the old ma
chine sounded like the hum of a
tumble bee. I tried to yell out,
hut my'tongne wouldn’t move, He
went around curves like a bullet,
slipped an eccentric, blew out Ins
soft plug, went down grades fifiy
feet to tha mile, and not a con
founded brake set. B!ie Went hi
the meeting point at u tnieland
a half a minute, und calling for
cor« Hteain. Mv hair stood uj
like a cut’s tail, because I knew the
giirno wu* up.
‘Sure|enough, dead abend of us
w as the headlight of the 'special'—
In a daze I lizard the crash as they
struck, and I saw cars shivered in
to atoms, peoplo mashed, mangled
and bleeding. ar.d ga ping for wa
ter I heard another crash as the
French Professor slrnrK the deep
Keys away on the lower end of the
southern division, and then I came
to my senseg. Tl ore be was at a
dead atari lalill, witli tho door of 'lie
fire-box of the machine open, wip
ing the persp rutioii oil his face,
and bowing at the people before
him If I live t> be thousand year
old I’ll never forget the ride that
Frenchman gave me on v piuno.—
N. 0. Times-Qeinocrut.
Aiwieii to Moments.
Are you dis'nrhed at night and of
vour rest by a sick child suffering
and crying with pain of cutting teeth?
[f so, send at oaee and get a lotlh
of Mrs, Winslow’s Soothing S.rup
K"r Chil Iren Teething It* valui
:» incalculable. It will relieve the
eoor little iuff rer immediately
Depend upon it, mothers, there >»
uo mistake about it. It cures dys
entery and d'arrboea, regulates tin
item o h sod bowels, cores wind col
•c, softens the gums, reduces iull.nu
inut on and gives tone and energy
to the whole system. Mi*. Win
slow’s Soothing Syrup For Chib
dren Teething sploasunt tothetaste
are! is the prescription of one of tin
oldest amt best female physician
sod nurses in the United States, arid
for sal-, by ail druggist* 'toough
a‘ tllevor.d. Once ‘J.'i cents
l> ,1 le
-Sad little Edith ti her doll
There, don’t answer m- hsvk. Yo
mum t besnuev. no matter hot*
hat> till lam You must reiueu
tcr i am your u.oth r! f*tr.ii,g
| what curious idraa children get fit-
Ito their heuds cozneiimra. -Onr
I Continent.
SUM
FOR PATNT.
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Lumbago. Baokoolw. Moodoolio, Toolteobo.
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ot’rtliox tnnilotl to any ad Jro«s on rc.‘ii| i
of sovonty<live cent*
RYAN BLOCK.
I Oft Market Street Hetween27th A 8(1?.
lleßpowtfully yours,
DAN. l\ IIIINDEKSCN.
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Ho More Eye-Glasses,
EYE-SALVE
M ftirtiiln, Hafe nud KIT* cilfe Kenedy for
sore, weak and inflamed eyes
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(l.u Hlglit of (he «»M.
Cures Tear Drops, Urmiiil.ittmi, Bty«
Tumors. Hi d Ere., Hutted
Eye Ladies.
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Hold liy nil Druilgiata ut 95 (VuU.
Paynes' Automatic Farm Engine
OP ALL KINDS.-Eatftbllahad IR4C
Oar 10-Mon» Naarit ArreeUac TlimAla
Kutfium baa cut 10,000 feet Due l.miber InClwyip
Will burn wood 0 feet lour, real, fttrawatid ouru autW
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