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COME HOME, CH1LDKEK,
"I ■wonder why I should think to-night
Of Galveston beach, .with its bare white
And the .old man feebly stirred .the logs,
'And warmed .in the blase his. thin cold
hands.
“I used to play on the white beach sand
And paddle with' bare brown feet it
/. foam.' ,
I used to live near the Mexican Gulf,
And never a boy had a fairer’ heme.
“Wo ryere sik cl ililiifb'irfi * and.bold,
Sailors and'fishers bound to be.
We built our boats and we cast our nets . ;
All day long by the sounding sea—
All day. long till the sea grew dim,
And the waves were .white with, breaking
foam,
Till mother, waving her hand, would call-4
‘Come home, children! come home! come
home:’ . hm •
“ ‘Come horns, children; your father is here;
The meal is ready, the fire is bright.’
Then gladly enough we left our play,
For sweet was the love and rest arid light.
I think I. can see the bare white sands;
I think E can sec the breaking foam,
Oh! would I could hear my mother call—
‘Willy, don’t linger; come T home; come
, home!’; ■ i
“For I was always the last to hear,
Always the last her smile to meet;
So when the rest bn the hearth-stone stood,
Still she was Watching my tardy feet.
Does she watch them yet from the hills of
God?
Does she see;how sadly now they roarii?' ;
In a little while shall I hear the call—, i
‘Willy, don’t linger; come-home; come
home?.’
“For I am weary, and sad, and old;
My feet are touching the great dim sea;
The others are safe with her long ago; ;
But she is waiting, watching for me. ”
He talked all night of the bare white'sands,
Of his mother's- voice I and the breaking
foam;.
But just as the dawning touched the east,
Wp. knew be had found his mother and
home.
Mothers Who" know that your tiil is great,
Mothers who fear that your love is vain,
Son's may wander and seem to forget;
I Some d,ay they will x'emember again.
They-may.grow famous, or rich, or old;
Far away from your side they may roam;
The gray-headed man is only a boy
When he Whispers “Mother!” and thinks
of home.
-rtMary A. Barr, in. Harper's Weekly-
suck a fine lot before, A cl Polly,
Chatty, and Eess,< and Bell are old
enough' to help a deal; and I know that
little Abel can at feast wceiTstrawberlies
and help pick .worms off t ie tobacco-
leaves. child though he is. . He’ll 1 like
‘ helpir
think he’s helping, too. There’s a deal
of ambition in ih.it lad.” -V..
• Old JubriJ was a. rheumatic old colored
tnr.ii who traveled around the country,
mending tinware and re-caning.chairs.
His laziness, was a proverb through the-
whole neighborhood; but, ricvctthefeSs,
Dorothy, Mallard; .contrived to get. some
good, heavy work out of him. ..
“If dar’s anyling dis! chile mi’erstan’s,
it’s de’;car’ ob tobacco,” said old Jubal,.
“Doan you fret, Miss Daw thy; I'll guar
antee de crop turns.out fust tm-st.?’-;, : '
And s'o- Jubal took -up his residence, in
the barn chamber, where he smoked him
self into semi-stupefaction, of an’ even
ing, and told' ghost- stories that made
little Abel’s flaxen hair stand on end*
between the pipe-lighting-. . , :.v y ■
“An old man of seventy and a child of
seven!” jeered Silas Green: “Wc’llsee
what sort of farming that is 1”
. Dorothy turned short around upon him.
“I believe,” said she,with glittering eyes,:
“that yon would be pleased, Silas—yes,
actually pleased—if I was to fail in this
enterprise - of mine.”
“Well, I calculate it would teach you
a pretty good lesson,” Said he, disagree
ably.
But as time went on, the young chick
ens grew as fat as if they had. been in
Dorothy’s; confidence^, and were secretly
preparing themselves for the gridiron
arid the spit; the ripening strawberries
crimsoned all the field; the young grape
roots stretched their green tendrils sun
ward, and the. tobacco waved its monster
leaves, as, if it fancied itself in old Vir
ginia instead of growing on a rocky
Khode Island farm.
Dorothy Mallard worked late and early.
She hersblf tobk her-crops into town with
a borrowed wagon and the old blind pony,
which, having been turned out into the
world to die by a heartless clam-vender,
had been led home and fed on juicy
grass by Abel and Chatty, and who had
actually developed into a sort of Indian
summer of usefulness under the unwonted
stimulus of plenty of food and bedding
and kind treatment.
And the tobacco field won such renown
throughout the neighborhood that a gen
tleman from Providence—a famous eigar
manufacturer—-drove up, one afternoon,
to look at it.
“Pretty nice ’backer, s'ah,” chuckled
old Jubal, who, in his ragged Wprking-
suit, was working in the little plantation,
with an occasional pull at a clay pipe.
. “A .'fine crop,” said Mr. Mayhew.
“Your own raising, my man?”
“Me an’Miss Dawthy,’’ said old Jubal.
“Ef dar’s anyling we understan,’ it is to-
backer.” v
“What will you take for it,” said Mr.
Mayhew, “as, it stands?”
“Mus’ ask Miss Dawthy,” said tfte pld
man, slowly shaking his headJi^^liss.
Dawthy’s de boss. Ole;-Jubal ‘dunno
nuffin’.”
, jr“Where is this Miss Dawthy of, yours ?”
“She. done took a load oh dg’gs au
poultry into town,.” s.aid Jubal. ‘ ‘Massa
I guess' nobody’ll feel sorry for - br u
■ - ***■ - J “Who owns the farm?” Mr. Mayhew
and | that bought in her tobacco Crop. I see
it. all now! I—see—it—all!”
As for old Jubal, he rejoiced greatly.
“De righteous is allays cared, for,” said
he. “I’s to sweep out de warehouses an 1
feed de engine-fires. I’s allays hankered
rirte'r a warm place. And I’s to have all
de waste'chewing shog I wants! Ef dar”
any better place dan flat, I wishes deyds
ies’let me knowV'—IIeUn Forrest Graces.
-SUFFERED MC
5T.
She sat beside her cabin door, J
And sang a Sweet,’pathetic song,
- , And watched the soldiers pass along
< Down to their boats, near by the shore.
But-when her lover passed she sighed,,
And from her lips-she. throw a kiss, ,
Which his swift glances did not mu
For Helen was his. fondest pride!
ters
Dorothy’s Enterprise.
A Cavalry Charge.
Kfeht had closed ;in on" the second
day’s°fight at Nashville by the time Gen-'
eral Edward Hatch had managed to
mount a portion of his fine fighting di
vision and was feeling his way in the
gloom along the Granny White pike. His.
advance encountered a breastwork of
rails, behind which the enemy were en
deavoring to rally their ..broken' bat-\
talions. Without a moment’s hesitation
Hatch ordered a mounted ^charge, and
the horses literally tore the barricade to ■
kindling wood, and soon Union and Con
federate troopers were mingled together
in dire i! confusion.' Like Donny biook
fair, the men struck at a head where it
could be seen, while the officers were
vainly trying to rally their commands—
Union officers mistaking Confederates for
their own men, Confederate officers rally-
in cr Union troopers, when some one
would ride close up and in laconic but
pungent Saxon inquire, “Who are yon,
anyhow?” and then would follow a
breast-thrust or pistol-shot and renewed
tumult and confusion.
In the midst of this maddening strug
gle a Union officer, whose name has es
caped the writer, who otherwise would
o-ladly add a laural to his chaplet of
honor, encountered Confederate General
Rucker, and there at once ensued a duel
on horseback, such as perhaps was never
seen before. The two powerful men
closed in deadly Conflict, striking, thrust
ing, parry ing. with the rapidity of light—! .
nimr. Urging their horses; together; . -l
they grasped each other’s swords with
the disengaged hand, and wresting from,
the other his weapon, .they renewed the
conflict, each trying to kill the other with
his own captured blade^; It is 'difficult,
to say who would have conquered -in
this, peculiar combat had not a Union
trtooper shot the gallant Rucker through
the arm, and, disabling him, forced his
surrender. Rucker spent the night at
General J. H. Wilson’s quarters, where
he received all possible attention, and
was sent nent morning to a liospitaFin
Nashville. He was a courteous gentle
man, and won the respect of his captors.
— Washington Star.
He went to fight,; she lingered there
Wiiliin the sal and ioaesomo deli—
Which, suffered most? We cannot tell
Which heart endured the most despair.
He bravely fought an .1 bravely fell:
She thought of him each night and day.
And then her spirit passed away.
Which suffered most? We cannot tell.
Which suffered most, the warrior bravo ;
Who fought for freedom’s gory goal,
Or she who mourned until her soul
found rest and peace within the grave?.
—Howard C. Tripp,in Itural.
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“No,” said Dorothy Mallard, “I won’t
run the farm with any man on; shares! I’ve
Iseen enough of that in father’s tune. It
f-was always the,,man that gob-rich, and
fat he# that lost,”
I.;,, “You won’t, eh ?” said Silas Green, red
dening angrily.
“No,” said Dorothy, “I wpn’tH’: ;
•• ‘ ‘Then I guyss yau ■ and the children
■will starve;” growled ’'Silas.; “Any-
‘hmv *
you.” O'
“ft’s very well tojally about sympathy
and- help, and all that sort of thing,”
~ "*v5.Cj(jgthy {^Mallard. “But when
somoc to actual business, I’ve ob-
ved that every mauls hand is for him-
"seifc’bJb;. y!.-
“But no woman over yet made a farm
pay, c .said Sri-as Green, sullenly biting the
end of a burnt match.
* “AV'ell. anyway, 1 moan to have a try at
it,” said calm Dorothy.
She was not quite twenty, this positive
young female—a tall,-well-made woman,
with bright,,^ray-blue eyes, a healthy
red-and-whito complexion and very dark
brown hair, brushed straight away from
her smooth forehead!
She was no city damsel whose ideas of
| life •are limited, to six-button kid gloves,
opera niatineeS and walks on the sunny
side of upper Broadway, .but a straight
forward, business girl, who knew every
detail of farm life, and could tell;-just
when rye ought to go in and carrots conic
out.
Her father had been “complaining, ”
- as the. country folk phrased it, for years.;
and now .that he was dead, Dorothy felt
a new avalanche of care descending on
her. For there wire, four wistful-eyed
little girls arid one delicate boy to ' be
provided for.
■Silas Green and Dorothy Mallard, had
never been regularly engaged, but it was
an understood thing in the little com
munity that theyf belonged to each
other.
They had ‘.‘kept company” ever ' since
Do'rothy put up her hair behind with a
comb;i And Silas, hadliperhaps learned
to domineer a little in a good-humored
1 way. : Consequently he did not approve
of this n.evv outcropping of Dorothy’s in
dependence.
1 “Ed marry her in.a minute if she’d hear
to my way. efdoing.things.,”, said he,, “Of
course the little girls are old enough to
he hound oui. I know plenty, of good,
sensible, women who would give ’em
theii board and. . clothes for the ..work
they would do! And as for the little boy
wd? would not quarrel about him. There’s
lots of odd chores a boy; like that would
be useful for.”
ButDorothy’s eyes bad flashed indig
nation when Silas had hinted some such
arrangement.
“Do!” she said bitterly. “Send little
Abel to the workhouse.--1 That’s the way I
to manage. And as for the girls, it’s a
pity we don’t live in Singapore, or Bom-
I bay,or some of them places- where they
fling all the girl-babies into the river be-,,
■fore they are are old enough to be in the.
way. I Wonder, Silas Greea, what you
. take me for?” !!v
So, Dorothy gave up all ideas'of mar
ried life; and set herself tb work to earn a
livelihood out of the Old farm.
. |‘It’s no use my thinking of wheat and
rye., and piotatoes, arid that sort of thing,’’a
sald she. “It would require too much
capital and 'too inany hands. : Beside, I
father used to say that the market was
. overstocked. I’ll pht the big corn-lots
into tobacco.! That’s a crop tliat a woman
can handle. Old Jubal will help me about,
t;.e curi.rg for a mere trifle; and I'll put
seine grape-vines up then rocky terraces
! y the south woods,! and the big straw
berry field is corn'iiy into fine bearing
this yea-r. I’m gfed I set oat the young
plants la t June, and Watered ’em all
through the d ought, t Arid then there’s
■ the young chickens, AA’e nevert >n -vc
asked!
“Miss Dawthy.” said Jubal.
-, “Who-works it?”
‘Miss Dawthy.,” '
“She. must be a smart woman,” ob
served Mr. Mayhew, careiessly.
“Dat she je|’ : is’!” said old Jubal. “As
smart as de -best steel-trap in Provi-
der.ee.”
! Mr.'Mayhew naturally prepared him
self to behold a raw-boned, elderly fe
male,'with a hide-and-leather complex
ion. a.;nl elbows as sharp , as the angle of
a Virginia fgnee; | His surprise- at the ap-l
pearance of pretty Dorothy Mallard can
easily be imagined.'
At the end of the : season Dorothy bal-
anced her accounts. •
. 1 “Well,” said. Silas- Green, who had
Strolled up in the frosty -starlight, with
the, inevitable burnt match in his mouth,
‘ ‘how; much have you lost ?”
| “I. don’t know that it’s any „ of your
business;!” said, she, with some spirit..
“I only asked as- a friend,” remarked
Silas, somewhat discomfited,
‘*‘0h, is that it?|! I thought it sounded
exactly as if you were asking as an en
emy,” dryly observed Dorothy. .“Well,
of course, if that is the case, I don’t oh- .
jeCt 'to answering. I haven’t lost any
thing.’;!
. ‘.‘.Just made matters meet, eh?”
“Plus one hundred , dollars !” trium
phantly reponded Dorothy. .
“Great Sc-ott!” shouted,Si-las. “There
ain’t many . farmers in Glengpwe hev
made more money than, that this year.,
I suppose it’s- the tobacco.crop.”
‘ ‘That, and ether things,” said Doro
thy,. “The strawberries have doiie splen
didly, ■ and I .could have sold twice as
many spring broilers; and fresh eggs if I
had had them. But I don’t deny that
the tobacco crop lias bean very fortunate
—-very fortunate; indeed!”_ she added,,
with a far-away glitter in her gray-blue
eyes. .
Vi'tT swan to goodness!, I’m glad of it!”
said .Silas Green, with an effort. ‘ 1 Yes I
be. You’ve done a’most as well as if
you’d been a man, Dorothy, . And I don’t
mind tellin’ yOu I’ve made up my mind
to let bygones be bygones, and marry you
after all.”
“Marry me?” said Dorothy.
Silas Green nodded his'head benevo
lently.
“Oh, no, I don’t think you will,” said
she, ' ... 1
“I’ve decided to let you take, care of
thS children just as you. please, ” said
Silas.: “Though I still think it would, he
better to bind ,-’em out to . trades. For
there’s no denying that- you're a smart
girl, Dorothy, ancl I somehow Can’t get
you out of my head.
“Don’t go on, please!” faltered Doro
thy. I “I mustn't 1'sten to it, Silas. I am
ever so much obliged to you,- but I am
engaged to another man!” .;
“Ilal-lo!” said Silas, ,’
He took up his liaf and went, precipi
tately home.
“I wonder who it can be,” said he to
himself. There ain’t a man in Glengowe
half g;ood enough for Dorothy Mallard 1”
But the next Sunday, with all the roads
covered with the first, pearl-white snow
of the season, a cutter dashed by him as
he plodded along toward the old stone
church.
“It’s Dorothy !” said he, stopping to
-stare after it, “And that’s Mr. Mayhew,
•the cigar manufacturer from Providence
How a Reporter “Charged it Up.”
When I think of the many funny
things that Ken ward Philp did, I find it
difficult 1 to realize that ho, was born in
England. I am certain that if you had
scratched him deep enough you would
have found a strain of Celtic blood, for
no thorough Englishman could do and
say what he did and said, . One of tha
most famous stomes-toid concerning him
bears relation to Mjianging; no" "one—but.
he could get a laugh out of such a ghastly
subject. He w|s once sent Vt
hanging in a t n far distiSit frbm New
York. He wa s .absent seve^^ys, jawt;
as'is often the c^se, found himself, when
making up his lnTTof expentos. umi.hle to
remember every detail of the expenditure
of the money Which he had legiumat&y
spent. !.Consequently he chttrgfeff'simply
a lump Sum., wliich wr.s by no means ex
cessive. The business manager objected
to its payment on the ground that he
should be, given an itemized, account of
every penny. Philp found be could not
do this, but he! determined not to lose
any of the money which he had expended
on behalf of the newspaper. So he made
out his bill anew, and aide# charging for
his hotel bill; railroad fare,; and other
regulation expenses, he added, a’few items
in order to make up the,sum charged in
the first place. , , .- ■
To appreciate the humor of his re-, i
vised account you must understand that
at a hanging in some country , t6wtiS in
order to. propitiate the sheriff and obtain I
entrance to the jail, and other fakors, it is
necessary, as a general rule, to, smother
him with kindnesses'and liquors: It also
frequently happens that in orderds-get a
talk with or a confession froth the mur
derer. enterprising newspaper men lav
ishly bestow clears, tobacco, and books
upon him. Philp’s additions to his bill
were as follows:
To one wiiissy cocktail for the unfortu
nate wretch ;
To one ditto ditto for. the sheriff
To‘one ditto ditto for self...! • • • • • 5 •
To one red necktie for miserable felon..;
To one ditto ditto for sheriff ,.,. ■
To One ditio ditto for self...,
To one copy of Dr. AYatts’ hymns for the
condemned man, • •••• •
To one ditto for sheriff , •••••••
To one ditto for self.'?. ...••••...
To one whisk-broom for doomed'
. criminal. -•• •;•• *
To one ditto ditto for sheriff..... .
To one ditto ditto for seif
After the sad event: ,
To one whisky cocktail for sheriff....... Iff
To one ditto ditto for self.... • ••••■”” & • J’
None for the lamented deceased...... iff
Philp was never afterwards.asked to
make out an itemized bill of, expenses.—
Mew Torh Mail and Express.
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Tlie Coffin-Making Industry.
There are thirtv-fonr coffin factories m
the United States, and they turn out an
average of 150 coffins and, caskets a day.
The largest factory is in. Cincinnati; it
covers; acres of ground and its shop facil
ities are so great that- it mnnufactures
everything necessary to csmpleto a fun
eral, except corpses. Anything - from a
tack up to a hearse can be seen in process,
of manufacture on their premise--. Next
to Cincinnati, ! Chicago has - the largest
coffin factories,: The biggest: coffin, kept
in stock by one Chicago house is six feet
nine inches in length and has an opening
of twenty-eight or twenty-nine^ inches.
The averiige opening is. only eignteen or
nineteen inches, and the average long
coffin, is-six feet four inches.; The long
est coffin turned out by any,’factory is a
nine-footer, in which the dignitaries of
the Catholic church are buried.. Such a
coffin was used at the burial oL Cardinal
MeCloskey, the extra length being re
quired for his crown which he -wore m
death. About twenty-four hours were
taken to put this coffin together, but any
ordinary coffin, that is. a coffin of extra ]
large size, no matter what its cost or the !
character of the trimmings or upholstery,
can be put together from the rough j
boards in three hours at the utmost.
Globe-Democrat.
- A see change—Putting on green gog
gles.
The most obnoxious form of “light
literature” is a gas bill.—Bostofl Bulletin.
When the scales fall from a man’s eye*,
he tfught to be able-to see a long weigh.
—Puek.
If you are not satisfied with your
neighbor’s call, you can return it..—
GoodalVs Sun.
A farmer who cultivates good manners
is sure to ‘raise a good crop of respect.—
Palmer Journal..i
A good batter fe as essential tq a robust
kwhsat cake as to a baseball nine.—
Germantown lAdepetident.
Pinching economy—Tickling one’s
nose- with a straw to. save the price of
snuff.— Morning Journal.
! One of the most extensive chicken far
mers in Pennsylvania is named Hatch.
His first name is Hennery.
It is getting so now that if you smile
or wink at a pretty girl somebody will
“boycott” you.—’'Orange OTnerter.
A bonnet covered with birds does not
sing, but it makes a man whtede when
the'bill*Icomes in.--.SW York Journal.
The green grocer in London is One who
sells vegetal).es. In this country he is
one who trusts.—-Mew Orleans Picayune.
. Coalloil.has. been discovered in Egypt.,
For a lopg time past - that country has
been the .seat of turm-oil.—Inter-Occcin.'
“Mamma,” said ,a little Estellind- girl
at breakfast, “I don’t, like this milk—I
biievC it ’as been skinned.}'-r-Estelline
Pell. -
Merchants don’t always give themselves
away in trade, but they frequently ex
hibit signs of gilt cutside their stores.—
Lowell Gitizen.
TheTife of a, paper dollar is five years,
while 1 silver . dollar lasts twenty times
as long. But neither of, them lasts a
gieit -while- when marketing for early
vegetables.— Commercial- Gasecte.
“Are you pretty well acquainted with
wrmr -mother tongue, my boy?” asked
the school ..teacher of the new scholar.:
”‘Y,es, ,sir,” : anslvered tlie lad timidly..
“Ma iaws me§aj good deal, sir,”—jBur-
\Jiifigton, jFree Pre§s.
“The ; weather is over me a little this
niorning,” remarked recently -a French-'
tnan who is zealously, studying the idioms
! If the English language in this city. _ He
had meant- to : say that he was a little
under .the weather. —Harper's Weekly.
A Colton citizen.tied ope end of. a rope
around his wilist the other day, while, he
lassoed, a Texas steer with the other. He
thought he had the animal, but at the
end Of the first 100-yard heat he found
’felt the steer had him. —San Fraficisco
Chronicle..
A MELODY.
From the ineledrama.
Home the lovers walk;
Through the mellow moonlight—
Lots of mello w talk.
“Mellow is my heart, dear,
! With love for you,” he said—
Yelled the,old man, “Git! oi
l'll give you a mellow lead!;”
, ' “Can’t vou give, us something with a
stick in it?” asked Mr. Sriiartie last Sun
day, putting a quarter on the soda counter
arid winking knowingly. “Oh, certain
ly,”! : said the polite attendant, and he,
wrapped . up • a bottle of mucilage and
swept the ; coin into, the; drawef;:—Boston
Bulletin, ; !
A phzzle is going the rounds ’■ of the
press'^concerning the division of $10,000
among* a man’s; four sons after his death.
The question is how much did. each get,'
bul. as the! name of -the executor, of the
-will is not given, the; problem. is insolu
ble.. Probably they, didn’t get Anything,
—Boston Post: ■ ■
. “And, oh! did I tell you about little
Henry, grandma? - He’s: got a,bicycle”’
“Land alive,!, Weil, don't, get excited,
about it.' Jest you put.a big poultice, of
soap and sugar on it, and change it every!
moriiing, an’ it’ll be gone in three days.
Your grandfather used to have ’em every
hayin’ time,-regular as June. They ain’t
nothin’; they’ll do him good. ”—Brooklyn
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Instruction Books and Piano Steals.
latalogues and Price Iiiats, h:i application, fbez,
smm GOTTASE GRGAH GO.
•or. Randolph and Ann Sts., CHICAGO, ft.
The nlvive Orgm i-i represent a-n
j Douglas County by Chas, 0! Pea v y
I who will sell vou ariv kind of organ
j you want, CHEAP!
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* LOADING
wjg&rxmmM. I | N.
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ever offered to tlie public.
For sale by all &rst-class Gun I>ealcr3.
At Wholesale only by (send for Catalogue)
SOHOVEBLING, DALY & BALES,
84 & 88 Chambers St., New York.
W®W air- C jOco raore croosv agents to S <t\
Personal History of*
II, S, SillI.
ESOAfE HIGH HEHTS AHO THE GOST OF
HEATING h ROOM BY USING
Ross Table Bed
Tea Styles, from $13 to ,$30.
OPEN
FULL BED
OPEN—Full bed 6 ft. 2 ia. long.
CHILD'S BID
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TURE DEALER
FOR IT. ,y
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WHOLESALE FURNITURE MANUFACTURERS.
"Rockford* Ill.
f he hook embraces the General’s entire military,
civil service, and private career, and is the most
complete and reliable history of him extant, A large
handsome octavo volume of630 pages, superblsgillus-
trated with 33 full-page engravings, on wood and
steel: also nuiriurous maps an<l autograph letters. *;>
OPINIONS OF THE PRESS. ', ,
“Among all the lives of Grant this stands
foremost.—Hartfokd Post.
“ Without doubt the best life of Grant published. ”
—Boston Congbegatioitalist. ;
“ As fine and correct a biography as ever can be
written.”—N. T. Tribune. . . ^ m
•* The most correct and complete record of Gen.
Grant published.”—Church Union. ;_
“ It covers the entire career of the great soldier.”
—Herald.
WAGENTS WANTED
In every town there are numbers of people wno
will be glad to get this book. It sells to Mer
chants, Mechanics. Farmers, and the
VETERAN SOLDIERS OF THE LATE WAR.
Thus every Agent can pick out fifty or more iN
a town to whom he can feel sure of selling it to.
$3?“Any person with this book can become a suc
cessful Agent. We give full instructions to new
beginners. Many of our Agents who never can
vassed before are earning from $25 to $30 per week.
We want one Agent in every Grand Army Post and
id every township. 'Send for full particulars and
SPECIAL TERMS TO AGENTS, or secure territory
at once by sending 80 cts. for outfit. [Mention thia
j}lf A, WINTER & HATCH* Hartford, U.
IlNGMAC
An Analysis of the “Slugger.”
There are no puglists now; they are
eliiggVrs. : Slugging is simply ari attempt
to strike a man hard enough in some
vulnerable point to kill him or knock
him out at one blow. No morehskill is
necessary than the mtile manifests with
his deadly heel.- Turn a mule the busi
ness end up and he would wear the belt.
A wreath of laurel or bays on the brow
of a modern slugger would have to be
kept damp or it would catch fire from
his nose. If an earthquake should swal
low up the .Crowd around an ordinary
slugging match, the district attorneys of
the! State co.uld ; take! a vacation for
thirty years. The.ordin'ary slugger is a
drunkard,! wife beater anda.law lu-eaker.
He wears a six-inoh hat and a thirteen
inch shoe and has no more brains than a
Stl hawrench river sturgeon. Theref ore,
gentlemen, we are sorry when we see the
coming generation in our schools running
liter this god of muscle. ■ The forerun-
ler of the new dispensation seems, to be
St. John the slugger, living on stakes and
tate money and girt about with a tri-col-
n-ed girdle.—Professor Gouge-. in jdbany
Toumal.
■New-improved high ann,newmechaniealprinci-
ples and rotary movements, automatic, direct and
perfect action,cylinder ehnttle,self-settingneedle,
positive feed, no springs, few parts, minimum
weight, no friction, no noise, no wear, no fatigue,
no “tantrums,” capacity unlimited, always in or
der, richiy ornamented, nickel-plated, and gives
perfect satisfaction. Sendforcirculars. Address,
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Warranted not to Jnjuvo the Clothesn
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ply you, one calte «'iil be mailed free on receipt
of six two cent stamps for postage. A beautiful
nine-colored ‘‘Chiromo” with three.bars. Deal
ers and Grocers should write for particulars.
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ever invented. More.of them e
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been prominently before the
cotton growers of the South
for many years, constantly in
creasing in .popularity, aud is
the only planter that will give
complete satisfaction to the
planter.
W I
any, other s
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