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Tills; REPUBLICAN, WEDNESDAY, ALG ON A, IOWA, APRIL 20, 1892. liArt/Ko.vn I'd* Sale 1>y the IlHnoU Central K. R. Co. at 1/otr Prices nfiil on tSafty Terms in Southern Illinois. the best farm country in the world for either large or small farms, cunleni), orchards, or dmtying, raisnm stock or sheen. This Is destined soon to become the richest fiOrtiotrof the State ot Illinois In material wealth, as it If already in the productiveness of its Soil. A greater variety ot crops, with a ttreftter profit, can ho grown on a less amount of lands tn this country than oni) be raised In any other portion of this state. Its soil, climate,. , location, and unequaled facilities for transportation to Chicago-the greatest market in the world—all combine to assure a future of great ' • fti'Omtse to the owner of any of these lauds that are HOW sold at so low a price.. Earlv vegetables and fruits of ail klnds.appies that are acknowledged superior to any^grown «ven In New York slate, pears that are without •rival in flavor and abundance, winter wheat •that takes the premium whoever displayed, the home of ulove.i and blue grass, where -sheep can be raised to ihe greatest protlt, and stock can be wintered witli hut two month's •feeding at the most: healthy and equable climate, Hue schools and chinches of many de- ttominaiions. Such are some of the advantages of this great •country, situated In the very heart of the Mississippi Valley, to which every prophecy points as the future great center of wealth and power in thtt United .Stales. Don't go elsewhere 1" buy lauds for farms until you sue Southern Illinois, where farmers •and Iruit growers have, made .such profits as §800 oil'of 1 acioof Slrawbeniess in 1 year COO " 1 " Tomatoes " 1 " 250 " 1 " Melons " t '' 250 " I " Apples " 1 " 700 " 1 " rears " I " 300 " Va " .Early apples " 1 •• Buy some of these lands and yon can do it, too, by Industry and we.ll-direeted efforts. Special liulneements and facilities ollered by the Illinois Central Hailroad I'.imipimy. logo and examine these lands. Kor full description and map and any infornmtion. address or call \ipon - E. P. SICKNE, Land (.'oinmb-sioner 1. C. K. U. Co. 78 Michigan Ave., Chicago, Illinois. 2otf By E KIDBB HAGQABD, Author of "Colonel Quaritch,*V. C.," "Mr. Meeson's Will," "A Tale of Three * Lions," ".Man Quatermain," "She," "Jess," etc. LEAVING AND ARRIVING TIME OF TRAINS. Trains leave Kmmctsburg ;is follows : GOIXC! NOUTII. No. 01 passenger -I :-•" P "i No. 03 passenger 0 :K! a m No. GTi freight 3:00pm No. c» freight 8 ::'."> a in (lOIMC'r SOUTH. No. GO passenger R :X> a in No. la passenger .o :33 p m No. oi [relisht 8 :3."i a m Sold by \V. DlNGI/KY. CHAPTER I. T MAY bo re membered thai in the last pages of liis diary, written just before his death, Allan Quatermaiii makes allusion to his long dead wife, stating that he has written of else- Of nil forms, Sfcnrnlttln, Spnema, Fits, Sleep- le«s'.i<;sH, Dullncus, lJlzr.!ueo», Uluei, Oplnm £C»bSt, Briinliejuiens, etc.. are cured by 15H. MILES' KESTOKATIVE XEKVIWE, "tjiscovored by tbo emicont Indiana Bpoclallat in 'aervous diseases. It does not contain opiates or ' danperous drugs, "Iluvo been taking UK. MULES' KESTOE ATIVE STEKVINE for ffipllepoy. From September to January DEFOKB • usingtho"Nervine Iliad nt least 75 convulsions, and now after three months' use have no moro attacks. — Join? B. Cou.lXfl, Komeo, Mich." "I have been usinK T>1S. 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I.udU's' •J.-'iiK fet-J.OU suicl SI.75 shoe for Missesuru Ih'j l/esciluelJi.-.'igola. .Stylliiliaudiluruble. (Jamion.—Si-e that \S'. I.. Douglas 1 name audl vrlce aro stamped ou the bottom of each shoe. USTTAKB NO SC T BSTITL'TE._«1 Insist on loeitl adviTtlsytl dealers cupplviiig you. "W. l>. i)<K r t«l-cASi lli'ocktoa, Hiaus. F. S. Htoiigli, As-erit mm HCM SIMM MKHIIK CP. «,c/ir 23 UNION JdWSE.M.Y. Ct'c ._::i;iH.y 3 . Aa «iA «.. , LBSSISO, 4lgo na > Iowa. her fully where. When his death was known, his papers were handed to myself as his literary executor. Among them I found two manuscripts, of which the following is one. The other is simply a record of events in which Mr. Quater- main was not personally concerned—a Zulu novel, the story of which was told to him by the hero many years after the tragedy had occurred. But with this we have nothing to do at present. I have often thought (Mr. Quater- main's manuscript begins) that I would set down on paper the events connected with niy marriage, and the loss of my most dear wife. Many years have now passed since that event, and to some extent time has softened the old grief, though heaven knows it is still keen enough. On two or three occasions I have even begun the record. Once I gave it up because the writing of it depressed me beyond bearing, once because I suddenly was called away upon a journey, and the third time because a Kaffir boy found my manuscript convenient for lighting the kitchen fire. But now that I am at leisure here in England, I will make a fourth attempt. If I succeed, the story may serve to interest some one in after years when I am dead and gone. It is a wild tale enough, and suggests some curious reflections. I am tho son of a missionary. My father was originally curate in charge of a small parish in Oxfordshire. He had already been some years married to my dear mother when he went there, and he had four children, of whom I was tlie youngest. I remember faintly the place where we lived. It was an ancient, long, gray house, facing the road. There was a very large tree of some sort in the garden. It was hollow, and we children used to play about inside of it, and knock knots of wood from the rough bark. We all slept in a kind of attic, and my mother always came up and kissed us when we were in bed. I used to wake up and see her bending over me, a candle in her hand. There was a curious kind of pole projecting from the wall over uiy bed. Once I was dreadfully frightened because my eldest brother made me hang to it by my hands. That is all I remember about our old home. It has been pulled down long ago, or I would journey there to see it. A little- further down the road was a large house with big iron gates to it, and on the top of the gate pillars sat two stone lions, which were so hideous that I was afraid of them. One could see the house- by peeping through the bars of the gates. It was a gloomy looking place, with a tall yew hedge round it; but in the summer time some flowers grew round the sun dial in the grass plat. This house was called the Hall, and Squire Carson lived there. One Christmas—it must have been the Christmas before my father emigrated, or I should not remember it—we children went to a Ihristmas tree at the Hall. There was a reat party there, and footmen wearing red waistcoats stood at tho door. In the dining room, which was paneled with black oak, was tho Christmas tree. Squire Carson stood in front of it. He was a tall, dark .man, very quiet in his manners, and he wore a bunch of seals on his waistcoat. We used to think him old, but as a mutter of fact he was then not more than forty. He had been, as I afterwards learned, a great traveler in his youth, but sonic six or seven years before this date had married a lady who was half a Spaniard—a papist, my father called her. I van remember her well. She was small and vi-ry pretty, with a rounded figure, largo black eyes and glittering teeth. She spoke English with a curious accent. I suppose that I must hsivo been a ftni'iy child to look at, and I know that niv hair stood up on my head then us it does now, for I still have a sketch i' myself that my mother made of me, iu which this peculiarity is strongly marked. On this occasion of the Christmas tree I remember that Mrs. Carson turned to a tall, foreign looking gentleman who stood beside her, and tapping him affectionately on the shoulder with her gold eyeglasses said: "Look, cousin—look at that droll little boy with the big brown eyes; his hair ia like a—what you call him?—scrubbing brush. Oh, what a droll little boy!" Tlie tall gentleman pulled at his mustache, and, taking Mrs. Carson's hand in. his, began to smooth my hair down with it till I beard her whisper: '•Leave go my hand, cousin. Thomas is looking like—like the thunderstorm.'" Thomas was the name of Mr. Carson, tier husband. After that I hid myself as well as I could behind a chair, for I was shy, and watched little Stella Carson, who was the squire's only child, giving ilia children presents off the tree.- She was dressed as Father Christmas, with sorno soft, wlu'te stuff round* her lovely little face, and had large, dark eyes, which I thought more beautiful than, anything ] tod ever H8WU 4* la** it turn to h*ve considered in the light of future events, it wa.« a large monkey. She fea6n&l 'it down from one,of the lower boughs of the tree and handed it to me, sayings "Dat is my Christmas' present to you, little Allan Quatermain." As she did so, her sleeve, which was covered with cotton wool, spangled over with something that shone, touched one of the t&pers—how 1 do nof'know—and caught flre, and the flame ran up her arm towards her throat. She stood quite still. I suppose that she was paralyzed with fear; and the ladies who were near screamed very loud, but did notliing. Then some impulse seized me—perhaps instinct would be a better word to use, considering my age. I threw myself upon the child, and, beating at the fire with my hands, mercifully succeeded in extinguishing it before it really got hold. My wrists were so badly burned that they had to be wrapped up in wool for a long time afterwards, but with the exception of a single burn upon her throat, ill, because I should not see them any more, and 1 did so, though I was very frightened. I did not know why. Then he took me in his arms and kissed me. "The Lord hath given," he said, "and ihe Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord." I cried Very much, and he took me downstairs, and after that I have only a confused memory of men dressed in black carrying heavy burdens towards tho gray churchyard. Next comes a vision of a great ship and wide tossing waters. t My father could no longer bear to live in England after the loss that had fallen on him, and made up his mind to emigrate .to South Africa. We must have been poor at the time; indeed, I believe that a large portion of our income went from my father on my mother's death. At any rate we traveled with the steerage passengers, and the intense discomfort of little Stella Carson was not much hurt. This is all that I remember about the Christmas tree at the hall. What happened afterwards is lost to me, but to this day in my sleep I often see little Stella's sweet face and the stare of terror in her dark eyes as the fire ran up her arm. This, however, is not wonderful, for I had, humanly speaking, saved the life of her who was destined to be my wife. The next event which I can recall clearly is that my mother and three brothers all fell ill of fever, owing, as I afterwards learned, to the poisoning of our well by some evil minded person, who threw a dead sheep into it. It must have been while they were ill that Squire Garson came one day to the vicarage. The weather was still cold, for there was a fire in the study, and I sat before the fire writing letters on a piece of paper with a pencil, while my father walked up and down the room, talking to himself. Afterwards I knew that he was praying for the lives of his wife and children. Presently a servant came to the door and said that some one wanted to see him. "It is the squire, sir," said the maid, "and he says he particularly wishes to see you." "Very well," answered my father, wearily, and presently Squire Carson came in. His face was white and haggard, and his eyes shone so fiercely that I was afraid of him. "Forgive me for intruding on you at such a time, Quatermaiii," he said, in a hoarse voice, "but to-morrow I leave this place forever, and I wish to speak to you before I go—indeed, I must speak to you." "Shall I send Allan away?" said my father, pointing to me. "No, let him bide. He will not understand." Nor, indeed, did I at the time, but I remembered every word, and in after years their meaning grew on me. "First tell me," he went on, "how are they?" and he pointed upwards with his thumb. "My wife and two of the boys are beyond hope," my father answered, with a groan. "I do not know how it will go with the third. The Lord's will be done!" "The Lord's will be done," the squire echoed, solemnly. "And now, Quater- maiii, listen—my wife's gone." "Gone!" my father answered. "Who ..with?" "With that foreign cousin of hers. It seems from a letter she left that she always cared for him, not for me. She married rne because she thought me a rich English milord. Now she has run through my property, or most of it, and gone. I don't know where. Luckily, she did not care to encumber her new career with the child; Stella is left to me." "That is what comes of marrying a papist, Carson," said my father. That was his fault; he was as good and charitable a man as ever lived, but he was bigoted. "What are you going to do—follow her?" He laughed bitterly in answer. "Follow her!" he said; "why should I follow her? If I met her I might kill her or him, or both of them, because of the shame they have brought upon my child's name. No. I never want to look upon her face again. I trusted her, I tell you, and she has betrayed me. Let her go and find her fate. But I am going too. I am weary of my life." "Surely, Carson, surely," said my father, "you do not mean" "No, no; not that. Death comes soon enough. But I will leave this civilized world that is a living lie. We will go right away into the wilds, my child and I, and hide our shame. Where? I don't know where. Anywhere so long as there are no white faces, no smooth, educated tongues." '•You are mad, Carson," my father answered. "How will you live? How will you educate Stella? Be a man and live it down." •I will be a man, and I will live ifc lown, but not here, Quatermain. Edu- alion! Was not she—-that woman.who vas my wife—was not she highly educa- ed?—the cleverest woman in the coun- ry forsooth. Too clever for me, Quater- nain—too clever by half. No, no, Stella bhall be brought up in a different school; f it be possible, &he shall forget her very lame. Good-by, old friend, good-by for ever. Do not try to lind me out, hence- lorth I shall be like one dead to you, to you and all I knew," and he was gone. "Mad," Baid my father, with a heavy sigh. "His trouble has turned his brain. But he will think better of it." At that moment the nurse cauie hurrying- in and whispered something in his ear. My father's face turned deadly pale. Ho clutched at the table to support himself, then staggered from the room. My mother was dying. It was some days afterwards, I do not know exactly how long, that my father took mo by the hand and led me upstairs into the big room that had been my mother's bedroom. There she lay, dead in her coffin, with flowers in her hand. Along the wall of the room were arranged tlu - ee little white beds, and on each of th> beds lay one of my brothers. They all looked as though they were asleep, and. i&ey all had flowers in ^aiy haftds the journey with the rough ways of our fellow emigrants still remain upon my mind. At last it came to an end, and we reached Africa, which I was not to leave again for many, many years. In those days civilization had not made any great progress in southern Africa. My father went up the country and became a missionary among the Kaffirs, near to where the town of Cradock now stands, and here I grew to manhood. There were a few Boer farmers in the neighborhood, and gradually a little settlement of whites gathered round our mission station—a drunken Scotch blacksmith and wheelwright was about the most interesting character, who, when he was sober, could quote the Scottish poet Burns and the "Ingoldsby Legends" literally by the page. It was from him that I contracted a fondness for the latter amusing writings which has never left me. Burns I never cared for so much, probably because of the Scottish dialect, which repelled me. What little education I got was from my father, but I never had much leaning toward books, nor he much time to teach them to me. On the other hand, I was always a keen observer of the ways of men and nature. By the time that I was 20 I could speak Dutch and three or four Kaffir dialects perfectly, and I doubt if there was anybody in South Africa who understood native ways of thought and action more completely than I did. Also I was really a good shot and horseman, and I think—as, indeed, my subsequent career proves to have been the case—a great deal tougher than the majority of men. It may be wondered that I did not run absolutely wild in such surroundings, but I was held back from this by my father's society. He was one of the gentlest and most refined men that I ever met; even the most savage Kaffir loved him, and his influence was a very good one for me. He used to call himself one of the world's failures. Would that there were more such failures. Every evening when his work was done he would take his prayer book, and, sitting on the little stoop of our station, would read the evening psalms to himself. Sometimes there was not light enough for this, but it made no difference, he knew them all by heart. When he had finished he would look out across the cultivated lands where the mission Kaffirs had their huts. But I knew it was not these he saw, but rather the gray English church, and the graves ranged side by side before the yew near the wicket gate. It was there on the stoop that he died. He had not been well, and one evening I was talking to him, and his mind went back to Oxfordshire and my mother. He spoke of her a good deal, saying that she had never been out of his mind for a single day during all these years, and that he rejoiced to think he was drawing near that land whither she had gone. Then he asked me if I remembered that night when Squire Carson came into the study at the vicarage, and told him that his wife had run away, and that ho was going to change his name and bury himself in some remote land. I said that I remembered it perfectly. "I wonder where he went to," said my father, "and if he and his daughter Stella are still alive. Well, well! I shall never meet them again. But life is a strange thing, Allan, and you may. If you ever do, give them my kind love." After that I left him. We had been suffering more than usual from the depredations of the Kaffir thieves, who stole our sheep at night, and, as I had done before, and not without success, I had determined to watch the kraal and see.if I could catch them. Indeed, it was from this habit of mine of watching at night that I first got my native name of Ma- cumazahn, which may be roughly translated as "he who sleeps with one eye open." So I took my rifle and rose to go. But he called me to him and kissed me on the forehead, saying, "God bless you, Allan. I hope that you will think of your old father sometimes, and that you will lead a good and happy life." I remember that I did not much like his tone at the time, but set it down to an attack of low spirits, to which he grew very subject as the years went on. I went down to the kraal and watched till within an hour of sunrise, then, as no thieves appeared, returned to the station. As I came near I was astonished to see a figure sitting in niy father's chair. At first I thought it must be a drunken Kaffir, then that my father had fallen asleep there. And so he had, indeed, for he was dead! [To be continued next week.] Mr. J. P. Blai?,e, aft extensive real estate denier ia De* Moines, Iowa, narrowly escaped one of the severest attacks Af pneumonia while in the northern part of that state during a recent blizzard, says the Saturday Review. Mr. Blaize had occasion to drive several miles during the storm and was so thoroughly chilled that he was unable to get warm, and inside of an hour after his return he was threatened With a severe case of pneumonia or lung fever. Mr. Blaize sent to the nearest drug store and got a bottle of Chamberlain's Cough Remedy, of which he had often heard, and took a number of large doses.. He says the effect was wonderful and that in a short time he was breathing quite easily. He kept on taking,the medicine and the next day was able to come to Des Moines. Mr. Blaize regards his cure as simply wonderful. 50 cent bottles for sale by Dr. L. A. Sheetz. AVER'S Sarsaparilla An entirely new race of Indians been discovered in Labrador. has For a general family cathartic we confidently recommend Hood's Pills. They should be in every home medicine chest. Try an extra pair of stockings outside of your shoes when traveling in cold weather. News About Town, It is the current report about town that Kemp's Balsam for the throat and lungs is making some remarkable cures with people who are troubled with coughs, sore throat, asthma, bronchitis and consumption. Any druggist will give you a trial bottle free of cost It is guaranteed to relieve and cure. The large bottles arc 50c. and fl. Don't say the "Smithsonian institute." The name is the Smithsonian institution. It would be worth while for the ladies to bear in mind that if they take a gentle course of Ayer's Sarsaparilla in the spring, they will have no trouble with "prickly heat," "hives,"• "sties," "boils," or "black heads,"when summer comes. Prevention is better than cure. CURES OTHERS* Will CURB Vou. HOW I EARNED AN ISLAND. idly and honorably, by those of either sex, young or and ID their own localities, wherever they five. Kecominonded by the Queen. This is what all English people say about whatever they hr.ve to sell. In America however it's "the verdict "of the people" that Haller's Barb Wire Liniment is the most successful remedy for cuts, bruises and sores ever introduced. For sale by Dr. L. A. Sheetz. Shaded chrysanthemums, yellow and brewn, are fashionable bridal bouquets. There is more Catarrh in this section of the country than all other diseases put to -gether, and until the last few years Avas supposed to be incurable. 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Train No. 1 will leave St.Paul 4 :15 p. in. daily, running through to Spokane, Seattle.Tacoina and Portland via Helena, Montana. Botl) trains carry complete equipment of Pullman lirst-class sleepers, tourist sleeping cars, free colonist sleepers, day coaches and dining cat's. Through Pullman and tourist sleeping cars will leave Chicago 10 :45 p m daily, via Wisconsin Oentrai Line, for Montana and tiie Pacillc Northwest. First-class vestibule sleeper will leave Chicago C p in daily, via 0. M. & St. lly., for Uutte, Spokane and Portland. These through sleeping cars afford tlie best of accommodations ami enable travelers to avoid all trouble or delays from change of care en route. Tlie dining cars on the Northern Pacific Line continue to meet with favor with the traveling public. No efforts are spared by the company to make this an attractive part of tlie service. With the superior accommodations now offered tourists, business men or settlers will ttnd the Northern Pacillc 1,'me the best route to Minn., North Dakota, Manitoba, Montana, Idaho, Oregon, Washington, British Columbia, Alaska and California. Montana, Kastern and Western Washington folders," Wonderland"book, Sportsmen's guide, Yellowstone Park, Broad water Hoi Springs and Alaska folders for tlie season of ibiW are now out of press. Any of tliese publications mailed free on application to General or District Passenger Agents,Northern Pacific K'v, or to Chas. S. Fee, G. J>. & T. A., N. P. K. !(., St. Paul Minn. ^Notice of Incorporation of the Algoua Co-Operativc Creamery Company. '"pHE name of this Corporation shall be The JL Algona Co-operative Creamery Co., and the principal place of business shall be at Algona, Iowa. The general nature of the business to be transacted by this corporation shall be to collect and manufacture into butter and cheese, or either, the milk belonging to the subscribers of its capital stock, and to purchase and manufacture milk, cream and other dairy products; eggs and poultry, and to sell the same ; and may put in and run for profit and the benefit of the stock holders, a feed grinder and feed mill with machinery necessary to run the same, and to do whatever in the judgment of the directors may be necessary to make the aforesaid business successful. The Capital Stock of this corporation shall he $4,000.00, into 80 shares of $50.00 each, with privilege of increasing to $8,000.00, divided into 100 shares of $50,00 each, upon resolution passed by Board of Directors. This corporation shall commence business April 1st, 1892. and shall continue twenty years unless sooner dissolved. The affairs ot this corporation shall be vested in a board of live directors, elected by and from among the stockholders, at annual meeting on first Saturday o£ January of each year, ana the directors shall elect such other officers as aro provided for by the By-laws of this Corpora- Tlie highest amount of indebtedness this corporation can legally contract shall at no time exceed one half of its paid up Capital Stock. Tlie private property uf the Stockholders shall iu no event be liable Tor corporate debts. Directors : F- L- WILSOX, N. A. PINE, MYUON A. It. BUSH, 27-yO H. J. OlLBKBT. LEGAL BLANKS. Voto Against tlie Greenbacks. It is reported that if the greenbackers get into power tiiey will pass a law to make everyone buy Haller's Sure Cure Cough Syrup and do away with doctors. Warranty Deed, Quit Claim Deed, Leases, Iteal Estate Mortgage, C'hatttel Mortgage, Satisfaction of Mortgage, Original Notice, Land Contracts, Contracts foi Duilding School House, Notice Trial, Trolmte of Will, Tux Sale Notices, Petition liluuks, District Township Blanks, Oatli lilanks, Blank Receipt Hooks, UlaiiJc Note Books, etc. etc. form made to order. THK KEPUBLICAN I want you to understand John Henry, that you aiut to drink that Haller's Sarsaparilla all up, I got it for pap and ine. Pap he sez— main—you go down and git —bottle of Haller's Sarsaparilla & Burdock and will git over feeling so tired and bad and git rid of all of them piwpjes. So let that alone now. Fiaj sale J?y P*. L. 4. SJbieetz. $1,000 Address : Oau be made iu o mouths telUng Xuiiison's Atlases, Charts uud Wall Maps. Particulars free. H. C TUN1SON, Chicago, Ills. Propoposal for the Erection of a School House. Notice is hereby given that propoposals for the erection of a school house i,u subdistrict No. three in the district township of Springfield, in the cuunty of Kossuth and State of Iowa,, will be received by the undersigned at his office iu said township, where plans and specifications may be seen, until one o'clack p. m. April, ?°A. t)., 1892, at which time the cqafract will be le( to the lowest responsible bidder- The board ros u-ve tbfi Drunkenness—Liquor Habit— In all the World there is but One Cure. Or. Haiues' Golden Specific. It can be given in a cup of tea or coffee without the knowledge of thepeison taking it, effecting a speedy and permanent cure, whether the patient is a moderate drinker or an alcoholic wreck. Thousands of drunkards have been cured who have taken the Golden Specific in their coffee without their knowledge, and today believe they quit drinking of their own free will. No harmful effects results from its administration. Cures guaranteed. Send for circulars and full particulars. Address Iu confidence, Golden Specific Co., 185, Race street, Cincinnati, Ohio. 22-W Uemady lor to Use, C&tarrU la tue Ctaeapest. C ATA R R H

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