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•■AN INCARNATION OF FAT DIVIDENDS.” By TV. J. Lampton. (Copyright, 1900, by TV. J. Lampoon.) John Tankerman lived In a flat, and j, ha <l been living In one for so long a time that lie scarcely knew to the con trary. fiat population of the -world is, I fancy, several hundred thousand, of r.horn probably several belong to that population entirely from choice. It Is d.ffleult to Imagine any person prefer r ng a home In a flat to one all to one's sßlf wiih, perhaps, a patch of pretty gar den at the rear, a bit of green velvet dooryard in front, and great clusters of t ,ft purple wisteria bloom hanging caressingly over a long, low lazy porch Ufore the windows, peeping out to the s idy street; but there are such people, and I have put their number vaguely at several, which may mean as few as pos ;e more than one. With this condition confronting the In quirer, ft may very reasonably be asked why do people live in Hate? And it may be answered that they do so for the same rason that John Tunkerman did, to wit, because he knew the touch of poverty that transforms the would that we wish Into the must that we have. Not that John Tunkerman was poor, for he was not teat: nor are thousands who live in flats, you must know that there are degrees of She Knew Her Cousin James Had a Secret. poverty and degrees of flats. One man may be in possession of a moiety of the mythical million, which is the unit of real wealth, having an income from it of *25.000 a year, and more than oil of it l> spent to maintain himself and his fam ily among their richer associates. He cannot afford to have a home, so he lives ill a flat for the sake of economy, another one ot the euphemisms of poverty. Again there are the $200,000 class, the SIOO,OOO ciass, the $50,000 class and so on down the ladder of dollars until the end is reached in the cheap structures, which may mg even ho called flats, hut are known ns tenements. Down at the bot tom of the ladder, it may seem difficult enough for the stragglers to live, but it 1, not more so than it is for those w T ho struggle farther up the ladder. The de- Itrc. of difficulty is not measured by those who struggle, but by that with which they struggle. .J ~,in Tankerman was considerably ah,.ve the bottom rung of the ladder. He had ® thrifty wife, two sons and two daughters, and a salary of $3,000 a year; just enough to leave none for a rainy day which so often comes to those of his kind. At the moment of this chronicle, John Tankerman was miserable because tho last dollar of the month’s revenue had gone to meet the annual dues on his life insurance, and the girls wantedi new hats, the boys needed new shoes and t'te wife "hadn't a gown fit to wear.” He had worried all day. and had gone to bed early, anathematizing poverty, and wondering why every man anu woman did not have an even hundred thousand dollars each, so they would' all be in dependent and happy. This was a very reasonable amount, he thought, seeing that a man must have a million to be rich, and this was but a tithe of that. V was His last thought as he turned on hi? pillow, and the cheer of it seemed to soothe him to rest. He must have overslept himself, for he awoke with that peculiar start, one, un der auch circumstances, once more re fumeis his daily consciousness of the world, and finds the light streaming in upon him. It was at least an hour later than usual, because the sun shone on a certain spot near the window, which he noted from his bed only on Sunday morn ings when he allowed himself the de licious luxury of an extra wink or two that he had no time for on week-day mornings. He called to his wife, who, strange to say, was as derelict as her lord, and when she responded by a sud den Jump as If the house were on fire, Mr. Tankerman spoke. "Bless me, Jane," he said, “what can be the matter with the cook this morning? It's far after her time and there's no sign of her. I've been depending so long on her to wake me up that I slmpry slept on when she didn't. I haven't heard tho Janitor, eitlrer, nor the elevator run ning, and the milk or the bread hasn't put In an appearance yet. It’s dead quiet on the street, too. I wonder if it could have snowed everything under during the night,” and ho smiled at his vapid little Joke, for it was a June morning, and the air was delicious. "I'm sure I don't know what’s the mat ter,” responded his wife, visibly annoy ed. and, hurrying about as fast as she could, finally going to the door to take on observation in the hall for further In formation. Presently she returned, bringing two large, legal looking envelopes in her hands, "I don’t know,” she said, “where the cook Is or what has happened, but here I-' something for each of us that may explain, I wish Mary had let me know It anything Is the matter.” She handed one of the envelopes to her husband, and as he tore it open she did the same with the one still In her poo s' ton, and out of each came anent Pa. ham of bank hills and a note. The note was very brief, without dale fine or signature, and was printed in red let- h’ It ran as follows: 1 1! rewlth please Arid SIOO AVI (one httn dr I thousand dollars) In the currency of i he realm, to tie used ns you see fit.” A* that Mr. Tankerman was stunned, Although ths full force of the discovery l ad not •truck him. beoause he did not' Instantly realize the measure of his good flirtune, and ha shortly recovered sufll elently to make an Investigation. With Angers that teemo) to stumble over eaeh other, he counted Iho money thus mys teriously come Into his hands, while poor Mt Tankerman, utterly over corns, hsd sat flat down on tits floor, clutching ths money to her bottom sind Isugntng hys terically, When Jdr. Tankerman was sura there was no mistake in the amount, he turned his attention to his wife, and It tvas fully half an hour before he had suc ceeded in restoring her to her normal ra tionality. Slowly, she began to realize What had happened, and at last she smil ed back at her husband and gave the package to him to put with his for safe keeping. “Goodness knows what it means, John," she said in a tremor of excitement, "and I am only hoping it isn’t a joke somebody is piaying on us with counterfeit money; but -whatever ic is, the rich may have empty stomachs as well as the poor, and I’m that hungry and weak from the ex ci err.ent that I'm g ing to have some thing to eat, even if I do have to cook it myself. So come along and start the fire, while I do the rest with what there is in the kitchen, and no meat or milk or bread.” “All right,” he said, cheerfully enough, “and when I've got the lire going, 1 11 sip out and see what X can get at the market around the corner.” He went forth on his errand, nervous himself, and leaving his wife almost in hysterics again, over the possession of so much money, and no one to protect her and it against thieves while he was gohe. He iusisud that It was silly for her to act so, especially at her age and in broad daylight, behind 10-k and key on the tenth floor of a tlat, and not a soul be sides themselves knowing that there was a dollar anywhere in the neighborhood. In reality he was very nearly as unbal anced as his wife was, but he put cn a bold front as the head of the family, and at las; went out to gather the essentials of the breakfast. • He was compelled to walk down the nine flights of stairs between, himself and the surface of the earth, for there was no elevator running, nor was ihe Janitor visible. But what did John Tankerman care for that? It would be his last walk down those stairs, or up them, or In the elevator, for that matter, because he had 1 1 0,0.0 now, and his wife had as much more, and their flat days were at an end forever. It was very delightful to con template, and very grateful to the feel ngs of Mr. Tankerman that his good fortune had come to him in the leafy month of June, so that he could get out of the stuf fy flat in the chy and go forth Into the cool and fragrant fields of the pleasant countryside, and he took no note of steps as he gradually descended. Arrived at the ground floor, he hurried out to the street, intent upon his marketing, for he had suddenly become fill.d with eager anxiety to finish his breakfast and go down to Ihe office, where he plodded away every w. ek day In the year for a paltry $3,000. He warned lo tell of his luck to his em ployers and to his fellow-clerks, and note iheir astonishment. For years he had gone there in the street cars, but now he woultj go in a carriage, and the very best one the livery atable in the next block could supply. So absorbed was he in this fancy that for the first few' minutes he failed to observe the unusual condition of the streets at that hour, Poor Mrs. Tuckerman Was Utterly Overcome. and when he was recalled to himself by Ihe thought that he would get a news paper from his newsboy to see if any one had lost $210,000, he was pained to dis cover that the boy who had been serving him for five years had disappeared fiom his accustom'd corner. Strange to say, too, no other boy had filled the vacancy. It occurrred lo him as he made this dis covery that he had not htard any s]>ou‘s on the street, and now for the first time the peculhirnesß of all about him affected him strangely. • Was ev< rybody asleep? Had the world got the days of tho week mixed, and mistaken this one for Sunday? Could ii be possible that ho had slept over a whole day, and waked on Sabbath? He might have done so, but his wife, never, liven though It were Sunday. Ihe street cars would bo running, and the newsboys would have been no quieter than they should have been.* He turned to go Into a store for information, but it was closed, lie hurried around the corner into a street, now no less quiet than his own, and In which ordinurlly there was a ba bel of huckstering hum uhout the mar ket stands, only to And that every place was closed, and the alienee of ihe grave was over all. Not a policeman In sight. Not a horse or cart. Nothing, nobody. Rack to his own street lie hurried, and for several minutes walled for a street car, but none came, not even the far away rumble of one. and not a sound of Ihe seething life of the city, as ho remem bered It since ho was a Ultle fellow, won dering If there was anything In the world that could hush Its deep breathing, and lay ths healing balm of alienee on Ita sounds. As ho stood listening, a nameless fear took poaaiseslon of him, and, running as If a specter clmeod him, lie fled homeward to lls flai, and, flying up the long stretches of the atalrs, ha fell exhausted in a chatr In We own apartment. "Did you get the things. John?” called his wile, ctwerUjr. from tho kitchen, and THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY. AUGUST 20, 1900. the familiar voice calmed his perturbed spirit. It was immediately followed by the comforting presence of Its owner. “Good land!” exclaimed the alarmed Mra. Tankerman, when she saw her husband, "whatever is the matter with you?" "Jane,” he gasped, "something has happened." "What? How? To you?” she ejaculat ed. “Who to? When? Where? Are you sick? Food goodness' sake, tell a body what the matter i#, and don't sit there like you had seen a ghost.” “That’s what it is, I'm afraid, dear,” he answered her, and quite as incoherent ly as she had spoken. "At least, I don't know what it is.” "Well, tell me, and maybe I can help you some," she insisted, although it might have occurred to her that if her hus band did not know he could scarcely tell her. “Is breakfast ready?” he asked with a violent effort. “Yes, what there is of It. Why didn’t you bring tho other things?” “That's whnt’a the matter, Jane; there Isn’t any other things; there isn’t anybody or anything. The whole town is asleep or dead, and the air in the streets Is clammy as the breath of a ghost. I don’t know what it is, but something has happened, and time alone can tell what it is. The janitor isn't here, nor the elevator boy, and there are no newsboys on the streets, nor cars, and no stores' open, nor wagons running, or policemen, nor people moving about; there isn’t a soul in the market, and tt seems more like a haunted house than anything else.” Surrounded by a combination of such strange circumstances. Mr. Tankerman had quite forgotten his recent aediimuta tion of wealth but Mrs. Tankerman’s mind was yet active on the subject. “Well.” she said resignedly, “let come what will come, John, we are provide! for, and now let us eat our breakfasts and go out together to learn what a.l the trouble Is about.” It was a task for Mra. Tankerman to get down stairs after breakfast, for it must be confessed that she was no longer sylph-like, but she succeeded after much effort, meeting tenants on two of the floors who were as annoyed as she was by the absence of the elevator boy and the jani tor, but they speedily retired to their apartments, and. of course, Mrs. Tanker man said nothing to them about the good luck that had befallen her, and which she had at that very moment in an uncomfort able belt around her waist, where thieves could not break in and steal. The only per son to whom she intended to mention that precious money was her cousin, who was a clerk in the bank where she sometimes cashed a small check. Slje had thought to go there first and get rid of the money, but when she reached the street her heart almost failed her, for there were no cars In sight and the distance to the bank was at least a mite. Her husband suggested that she might be able, to hire a cab, and with a laugh that sounded as If she had been guilty of some faux pas or other she hurried him to the corner io a cab stand, only to find that it was vacant. This was strange at that hour, but no one wns near who could explain their absence, and they started to walk to the bank, wondering as they went along what could be the matter with everything. Occasionally they met people, but they were strangers who ap peared to be in a hurry to get somewhere, and now and then an oath might be heard as some urgent man wanted to know why there were no cabs or some thirsty one failed to find a saioon open. The* air was stagnant in its stillness, and Mr. and Mrs. Tankerman began to feel that something equivalent to an earthquake had occurred or was on the eve of doing so. They hoped to find an explanation at the bank, but when they reached that institution it was closed. or rather It was partly so, as the presi dent was there and he had opened It as far as he was able. He was in a tem per and could give the inquirers no sat isfaction. There were two or three peo ple asking numerous questions, and a rkwen or more standing around myster iously, eyeing each other with suspicion and apparently each awaiting for the other to get away so he could have a private consultation with the President or cashier or someone in authority. <<l'll tell you what I'll do," said Mrs. Tankerman to her husband, "something is wrong just as sure as little apples, and we ll go ’round to cousin Jimmie’s and see what tt is. Maybe he’s sick; the goodness knows everything seems to be sick or wrong, or something, this morning, and I'm going to find out what it is." It was Just around the corner on the second block beyond, and when the call ers rang tHe bell it was answered by cousin Jimmie himself. “Our servant seems to have disappeared this morning,” he explained, “and as my wife isn’t very well I’m doing the houses work myself. But come right in; Kate isn't so sick that she can’t see you, even if it is rather early for a call.” He laughed and was extremely cheery for a man In like circumstances, but said nothing about his being at home at that hour instead of at the bank. Mrs. Tankerman co-uldn't wait for Mrs. Kate to appear, but at once plunged Into the object of her visit. "Have you been out this morning?” she inquired abruptly. "Well, no couein Jane, I haven't," he hesitated. "You ought to go Just once.” she went on. ‘‘Something is wrong; terribly wrong and I want to know what it is. I came to the bank, to ask you. and,” she added to see you about a business matter.” He coughed and eeemed to be con strained. "Do you know anything?” she asked, taking a quick suspicion from his man ner. "Know what?" he replied. With a woman's intuition Mrs. Tanker man know that her cousin James had n secret also, though she could not imagine what it was, so she approachd him on an equal footing. “Do you know anything about what John and I received this morning from some body, goodness .knows where?" she asked with studied calm. "I’m sure you do for you look guilty.” ‘T assure you I know nothing whatever of what you and your husband have re ceived,” he said, seriously, but he looked none the less guilty in her eye. She had not sat down until now, but now she,sat down firmly. "I might as well tell you now as any time,” she said, “for that's what I came to the bank for, and if you will excuse me while I slip out into the hall a moment CONSTIPATION, Inward Plies, Fullness of the Blood In the Head, Acidity of the Stomach, Nau sea, Heartburn. Disgust of Food. Full ness or 'Weight tn the Stomach, Sour Eructations, Sinking or Fluttering of the Heart, Choking or Suffocating Sensa tions when in a lying posture. Dimness of Vision, Dizziness on rising suddenly. Dots or Webs before tho Sight, Fever and Dull Pain In the Head, Deficiency of rersptratlon, Yellowness of the Skin and Eyes, Pain ill the Side, Chest, Limbs and Sudden Flushes of Heat. Burning in Ihe Flesh. A few doses of Dad way’s A Pills will free the system of all the above naitt cd disorders. Fries. cants per box. Bold by Mil druggists, or sent by mail oa roctipt of Dries RADWAY * CO., U Blm stmt, N. T. J os. A. Magnus & Cos. CINCINNATI, O. I will explain everything: to you.’* She stepped into the hall and very shortly returned with a mysterious package, still warm, in her hands. “Here it is in this package,” she continued, a$ she handed it to him. “$200,000 in money, which was mysteriously left at our door last night. I suppose, and we want to put it in vour bank, or deposit it, or whatever you call it when money is put in there to be taken care of. I wouldn’t sleep in the house with it for a million dollars,” she con cluded, in an extravagant form of speech not uncommon among women. Mrs. Tankerman’s cousin held the money in his hands and simply stared at her. “What’s the matter now?” she asked nervously. “Are you getting like the rest of everything. Has everybody taken a day off just because my husband and I have had the best luck we ever had in our lives?” and Mrs. Tankerman laughed hys terically, os if she had at last discovered the key to the puzzle. “No, no, no,” he exclaimed; “but my wife and 1 have had the same luck exact ly. We found the same amount nt our door as you did, and while it quite un nerved me it has sent Kate clean to bed, where she now is, trying to compose her self and comprehend the moaning of it, and to realize that she is—that we are— rich beyond our wildest dreams.” “Us, too,” put in Mr. Tankerman, al most with a hurrah, and suddenly caught himself. “Is that why you didn’t go to the bank?” he asked. “Of course. Why should Tgo to the bank? When a man has $200,000, do you suppose he cares for a $2,500 clerkship? I guess not. 1 go to the bank hereafter as one of the directors and depositors.” Mr. Tankerman looked at his wife with a significance that Mrs. Tankerman’s cousin did not understand. “Jane,” he said, with gTeat earnestness, “have I been down to my ofllce to-day?” “No, John, you haven't. But I have been too worried to notice It before.” “Do you know why?” “I hadn’t thought about it. I was thinking too much about the money.” “So was I, Jane. And so was Cousin Jimmie thinking of his. Why should I go to an office to earn a $3,000 salary when we have $200,000 to earn three times ihat for us and not work a lick? Haven’t you a call here?” he asked of Mrs. Tankerman’s cousin. “Give me some paper and I’ll write a note to the office explaining why I’m not there, and tender ing my resignation to take effect imme diately.” While Mr. Tankerman wrote the note Cousin Jimmie rung for the messenger. None came, after repeated calls and long waiting. Then Mr. Tankerman tried the telephone, but there was no response -to his ring. “Confound them,” he began, but stop ped on the instant. “By George, I won der,” he sold, and said no more. “Have you had any mail this morning?” he in quired of the cousin. “It hrtdn’t oetmrred to me before,” ad mitted Cousin Jimmie, “but I guess wo haven’t.” The plot was thickening, o At this moment the front door bell rang and Mrs. Kate, who had come down stairs, admitted a gorgeously dressed lady. She was the cook in her Sunday finery, come to call on her late mistress and inform that owing to the fact of her having fallen heir to a fortune of a hun dred thousand dollars she would not be working in anybody’s kitchen, and she would be pleased to leave her card, etc., etc., etc. All of which was refreshing to Mrs. Kate's husband, who had suc ceeded the lady as cook. After a half hour or more of earnest discussion, Mr. and Mrs. Tankerman set out on the return to their flat, Mrs. Tan kerman taking the valuable belt home with her in same manner she had brought it. On tho way they met a friend, who stopped them only long enough to tell them that he was in groat luck, and wouldn’t have to work any more, and he skipped along like a school boy let loose for an afternoon. At the flat they met the janitor, who informed them that he had resigned his position, owing to a fortune having been left to him. The elevator boy was there, too. “Betcher sweet life,” ho said, “I don’t run no morj ups and downs. I’ve got me little hundred thou., and I’m a gent, 1 am. See? Come out and I’ll blow you to a cold hot., Cully. Sec?” Mr. Tankerman waa inclined to resent the familiarity, but the loy was evident ly what he represented himself to be, anl he made no reply, except to decline the invitation, and at once began the te dious climb up the stairs. 1 1 was now noon, John Tankerman felt as If there hod been some tremen dous upheaval of all mundane affairs. He was hungry, besides, but there was noth ing to eat except what was left over from yesterday and the morning breal£ fast. “Jane, my dear,” he said to his wife, with almost cathedral solemnity, ‘ it is a long way down those stairs, and the ele vator boy .supply seems to be exhausted, but I’m going out again, and stay till I learn something definite about this busi ness. if it takes all summer. You lock yourself in here with the money, and trust to providence.” By this time Mrs. Tankerman was far more composed than she had been in the morning, and she had become more ac cutomed to the presence of wealth. Bhe was no less curious than her husband to know what was going on, and she, therefore, made no objection, stipulating only that he get back again as noon as he could, lie wanted to kiss her goodby. but, insisting that it gate her the cold chills, and made her feel as if he were going out Into the mysterious unknown never to return, she absolutely refused to permit any demonstration of that kind, and he went out unkissed, to grapple the problem alone. It was nearly 6 o’clock when he cam* home again, and his wife was on the verge of hysterics. Six hours had seemed like six months to her, and she thought her husband had deae.led her forever. Ho carried in his arms a can of condoned milk, some canned moat* end vegetables, a box of sardines, some bread -and cheese, and a few odds ami ends of oth< r edibles. • Bradley had his store open/* he ex plained, as he dumped the load on the ta ble. “end 1 chanced to come along Just in lime to pick up enough to last over gun day, or until lime* improve and the curse of capital Is removed from the country.” •’Whatever do you mean, John?” ehe ex claimed. clutching at her bell, as if her husband might be a rebUr la disguise. Thus early docs wealth become 6uspi “T\ ell. Jane, my dear,” he said, in cheer ful mood as he fixed himself in a comfort able chair, “you listen and I’ll tell you the whole situation to a dot. The first man I met when I left here was the day police man on this beat wearing citizen’s clothes and when I asked him what he was out that way for, he told me he had struck a hundred thousand dollars in cold cash and could wear any kind of clothes now that he pleased. He had resigned, of course, My newsboy was with him. and he had al so had the same luck, and asked me where I thought he could buy an opera house. Farther down town I found tome stores open and their proprietors were holding the fort all to themselves. They explained that their clerks had notified them that as they had each received a hundred thousand dollars, they could not come to the store any more, but would be glad to give them their trade. As the own ers had had the same luck, they were tak ing things cheerfully. I met the president of the street car company, who said that all their employes had notified them that they had an easier job and wouldn’t both er with the street cars any more. It was the same with the letter carriers anti with the messenger boys and every holy else. The newspapers had been printed a 1 right because the men who got them out did not know of their good luck until they reached their homes. But they had sent word down by their children or friends that they would not return to work. But the papers might as well not have been printed, be cause the newsboys would not sell them, the expressman would not deliver them, and the trains would not carry them. All hands had received a hundred thousand dollars apiece and who would work when he had that much money? “All the telephone exchanges are closed.” he went on; “all the messenger hoys have retired to enjoy their wealth; there are no telegraph operators at work, no trains running, for engineers and con ductors and brakemen and firemen with $10(1,000 in pocket can afford to leave their work and take a much needed rest. All the restaurants are closed because cooks and waiters and dishwashers have gone off to enjoy their money; the hotels are help less because nobody but the landlords and guests remain, and even those landlords who do not preside over their own hotels, have quit their houses and are out to have a good time as gentlemen of elegant leisure and extensive acquaintance. The steamers will no* sail from their clocks to-day. nor to-morrow, for there is no force to man them; no goods are deliver ed, for every hard-working teamster and stevedore and dock handi is a rich m.m now*, and doesn’t have to earn his* bread by the sweat of his brow, or of any other part of his person; nil the building in town has stopped, and 1 contracts are at end; all the laborer® on the streets have quit work and are looking for places w'here they can spend the summer; there is not a cab or carriage to be had for love or money, and the poor horses are likely to starve in rhelr stalls, for coachmen and hostlers are too rich to work at such menial labor; the theaters not already closed for the summer ore done now. be cause for once the actors and actresses have money enough to burn and they have quit playing and started the fires; the mu sic halls are still; the saloons are closed tighter than the temperance people or tho police could ever close them, for there is nobody to mix the festive drink or serve the simple straight; the factories have ehut down; the tramp has quit tramping; the undertaker has shut up shop, for he no longer has tS bury the dead of others in order to make hi® own living; there won't bo any baseball this afternoon; the races are off, for the Jock eys don’t have to ride for their dollars; the schools won't keep any more, for teachers can live without teaching; the churches have put up their shutters, be cause preachers can render greater ser vice with their money; and there’s noth ing on earth, Jane, for us to do but to send for the children to come home from the seminary and college, right away, and we’ll go off somewhere and enjoy our selves os the rich always do. It’s a fine thing, this having money and being per fectly independent, isn’t it?” Mr. Tankerton rose and walked up and down the narrow apartment, looking upon his environments with a large and Increas ing contempt. Mrs. Tankerman w'as thoughtful. “John,” she said, with that deep insight into the problematical that only a wo man’s intuition can fathom, “how are the children going to get home if wo do send for them? Walk? And how are we going to send for them? Will you carry the message? It Is 250 miles to where they are. John.” For an instant the conditions incidental to universal wealth thrust themselves un pleasantly upon Mr. Tankerman. He had never before been brought face to face with them, and now as he met them for the first time and began to realize what they really were, he made a violent effort to be calm. He. stopped walking up and down, and stood looking gravely at his wife. The possession of wealth had be gun to exert its influence. Anew thought had swept in upon him on the wave of a strange emotion. The John Tankerman of to-day was n rich man as compared with the John Tankerman of yesterday, but what were the Tanker man thousands to the millions of other people not a whit better than the Tank ermans were. “My dear,” he said when the thought permitted speech, “I’ll tell you what, la bor is capital now. You do the cooking, housekeeping and ironing, and I’ll go and hire out to do anything, and we’il be mil lionaires before the summer’s over. Then we’ll be somebody as Is somebody. What’s a paltry $100,000?” Thus soon had the possession of enough developed the desire for more. LEMONS AS MEDICINE. They regulate the liver, stomach, bowcle, kidneys and blood as prepared by Dr. H. Mozley, in his Demon Elixir, a pleasant lemon drink. It cures biliousness, consti pation. indigestion, headache, appendici tis, malaria, kidney diseases, fevers, chills, heart feallure, nervous prostration and all other diseases caused by a tor pid or diseased liver and kidneys. 14 is an established fact that lemons, when combined properly with other liver tonics, produce the most desirable results upon the stomach, liver, bowels, kidneys and blood. Sold by druggists. GQc and $1 bottles. REV. JOHN P. SANDERS WRITESi Dr. H. Mozley, Atlanta, Ga.: i h ave been relieved of a trouble which greatly endangered my life, by using Mosley's Lemon Elixir. My doctor declared my only relief to be the knife, my trouble being appendicitis. I have been perma nently cured and am now r well man. I am a preacher of the Methodist Episcopal Church, South, located in the town of Verbena, Ala. My brother. Rev. E. e Cowan, recommended the Lemon Elixir to me. Ship me a half dozen largo bot tles C. O. D. MOTLEY’S LEMON ELIXIR. Cured me of n long-standing case of chills and lever by using two bottles. J. C. STANLEY, Engineer E. TANARUS., Va. Sc Ga. ft. r. mozley** lemon elixir. Cured me of a. case of heart disease and indigestion of four years' standing. i tried a dozen different medicines. None but Lemon Elixir done me any good. TITLES DIEHL. Corner Habersham and St. Thomas fits., Savannah, Ga. MOZLEY** lemon elixir. I fully Indorae U for nervous prostra tion. headache, indigestion and constipa tion, having used it wi(h most satisfec. orv results, after all other remedies had failed. J W HOLLO, Woj4 End. Atlanta, Oa. Abbott's Kam India Com Paint cured every tkrie; it bike* off the com; no (Min urea warts and bunion# and Is conceded to bes wonderful worn. cure. Sold bv all d* uggl§uk~*4. f Springs? If you want to get rid of money go to some springs. If you want to get rid of disease, stay r home and take P. P. P., Llppman’s Great Remedy for itism and all forms of Blood Poison tpcpsla. Catarrh and Malaria. Newton, Aberdeen, Ohio, says P. P. P. mire good than three months treatment Timmons, of Waxahatchie, Tex., says natism was so bad that he was confined and for months. Physicians advised Hot Ark., and Mineral Wells, Texas, at which spent seven weeks in vain, with knees so ollen that his tortures were beyond en- P. P. P. made the cure, and proved it ■ thousands of other cases, the best blood n the world, and superior to all Sarsa nd the so-called kheumutic Springs, lallantyne, of Ballantyne & [McDonough's ndry, Savannah, (in., says that lie has for years from Rheumatism, and could lief from any source but P. P. P., which m entirely. He extols the properties of on every occasion. P. is sold by all druggists. $1 a six bottles, $5. LIPPMAN BROTHERS, Propria™, pmaa Block. - SAVANNAH, Qjli FINE GRADES OF WHISKIES. WHISKIES. WHISKIES. The R. G. Whiskey gallon $ 2.00 Glendale Whiskey gallon $ 2.50 Crystal Spring Whiskey gallon $3.00 Gotden Wedding Whiskey gallon $3.50 IN CASES OF 12 LARGE BOTTLES: The Antediluvian Whiskey bottled by Osborne of New York 916.60 The Peerless Whiskey buttled In bond in Henderson. Ky $12.00 The Peoria Whiskey bottled In bond by Clark Brothers $12.00 Meredith Rye Whiskey, bottled at their distillery In Ohio $11.50 Golden Wedding Whiskey, our bottling $9.50 LIPPMAN BROTHERS, Lippman Block, ... Savannah, Ga. LEOPOLD AULER, JNO. R. DILLON, President. Cashier. C. T. ELLIS, BARRON CARTER, Vice President. Asst. Cashier. The Chatham Bank SAVANNAH. Will be pleased to receive the accounts of Merchants, Firms, Individuals, Banks, and Corpora tiona Liberal favors extended. Unsurpassed collection facilities, Insur ing prompt returns. SEPARATE SAVINGS DEPARTMENT ISTIiHIiST lOm'OHMIISii qI’ARTHR LV ON nF.POkITS. Safety Deposit Boxes and Vaults tor rent. Correspondence solicited. The Citizens Bank OF SAVANNAH. CAPITAL $500,000. Trau.uuU . licuctal usuldsg Basilicas. Solicit. Accounts mt UdltMula Merchants, llanlu and other Corpo rations. Collections basilet with safety, economy anil dispatch. Interest compounded quarterly sllemS on deposits In on Is.lßga Depertn.nl, tmtety Hspo.lt Boxes oad Storage Vaults. DUASTLET A. DENMARK. Presides* MILLS B. LANE, Vice President. GEORGE C. FREEMAN, Cashier. GORDON L. GROOVER, Asst. Cashless SOUTHERN BANK of the State of Georgia. Capital $500,000 Surplus and undivided profits $401,000 DEPOSITORY OF TUB STATB OF GEORGIA. Superior facilities for transacting a General Banking Business. Collections made on all points accessible through banks and honker*. Accounts ol BunK.'i, BatiKers, .ueiclients and others aoliolled. Safe Deposit Boxes for rent. Department of Savings, Interest payable quarterly. Sells Sterling Exchange on London fl and upwards. JOHN FLANNERY, President. HORACE A. CRANE. Vico President JAMES SULLIVAN. Ca-hler. DIRECTORS: JNO. FLANNERY. WM. W. GORDON. E. A. WEIL. W. W. GORDON. Jr. H. A. CRANE. JOHN M. EGAN. LEE ROY MYERS. JOSEPH FERST H. P. SMART. CHARLES ELLIS. EDWARD KELLY. JOHN J. KIRBY. iitffiiil capital, g:;so,ooo. Accounts of banks, merchants, corpora lions and Individuals solicited. Savings Department, Interest paid quarterly. Safety Boxes and Storage Vaults for rent. Collections made on ail points at rea sonable rales. Drafts cold on all the chief cities of the world. Correspondence lnvtled. JOSEPH D. WEED, President. JOHN C. ROWLAND, Vice President W. F. McCAULEY. Cashier. THE GERMANIA BANK SAVANNAH, OA. Capital $200,0110 Undivided profits So,two This bank offers Its services to corpora tions, merchants arid Individuals. lias authority to act as executor, ad ministrator, guardian, etc. I-suis drafts on the principal cities In Great Brltalu and Ireland and on tho Continent. Interest ild or compounded quarterly on deposits In the Havings Department. Safety Boxes for rent. HENRY BURN, President. GKO. W TIEDKMAN Vice President. JOHN M. HOGAN, t'ashlar. WALTER F, HOGAN, As t f'sshler. H Morphin'and Whiskey bib. ita l tout'd without pall or (joutiacmeiit Cur* guateo. Led o. oopey 0 11. VgAj, No. 1640. Chartered, 186. —THE— HIS NlliNll Mt OF SAVANNAH. CAPITAL, SSOVOL SURPLUS, $100,0.0. UNITED STATES DEPOSITORY. J, A. G. CARSON, President. BEIRNK GORDON, Vice President. W. M. DAVANT, Cashier. Accounts of banks and bankers, mer chants and corporations received upon the most favorable terms consistent with safe and conservative banking THE GEORGIA STATE BUILDING AND LOAN ASSOCIATION . Assets over SBOO,OOO. 5 PER CENT, per annum allowed on deposits, withdrawable on demand. Inter est credited quarterly. 6 PER CENT. |ter annum allowed on deposits of even hundreds, withdrawable at annual periods. GEO. W. TIEDKMAN, President. R. H. LEVY, Vice President. E. W. BELL. Secretary. C. O. ANDERSON. JR., Treasurer. OFFICE, 15 YORK STREET, WEST. IF sum's wmic DOES NOT CURE ALL Malarial fevers and Cfiills VOUR DRUGOIST WILL REFUND YOUR MONEY Every Bottle Guaranteed. MANUFACTURED BY COLUMBIA DRUG CO., SAVANNAH, CA The Singer Piano of Chicago, 111. This SINGER PIANO Is sold by many of the leading dealers In the United States, such as Win. Steinert Sons Cos., who have the largest establishments In Boston, New Haven and Providence. Alio the SINGER PIANO Is sold by Wm. Knabe Cos., having the leading houses In Boslqn, Baltimore, Washington and New York city. There are a Large number ot leading houses Handling SINGER PLANO, too numerous lo mention. The SINGER PIANO Is evidently one ot the ties! pianos In the market, or It would not be sold by these leading houses. It has an elegant singing tone, much finer than most pianos, and about one-half the prlco of other Instruments. Coll and see, and examine the SINGER PIANO and rave a good deul of money on your purchase Home guarantee la ex tended for the SINGER PIANO is any of Ihe lending pianos of the day. and a sat isfactory price will be given to all on ap plication. LIPPMAN BROTHERS. Wholesale Agents. Wholesals Druggists, Barnard and Congress Streets, Savannah, Os. J. D. WEED i CO •xv an a am, aa. Leather Belting, Steam Packing & Hose. Agsals tar NSW YORK UUMSSM HALTING AMO PACKING COMPANY. 15