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Algona, Iowa
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Dm MOINES; AJLGONA, IOWA, WEDNESDAY 4 MARCH 23, 1898. C. CHAPTER XXXIV.— He knew that at that hour Marjorie tvould he from home, wandering In the fields, perhaps, with her little boy, or Visiting some of her old village friends. Reeling strong In this hope, he hurried on toward the Castle. He found Miss Hetherington nlone. She was glad to see him, but rated him soundly on what she termed his lect. neg- INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION, implanted in the heart of a loving woman, and now that Caussidiere had Kone to his last account, a deep and sacred pity took possession of his victim's heart. Sutherland saw the signs of change with some anxiety, but had sufficient wisdom to wait until time should complete its work and efface the Frenchman's memory from Marjorle's mind. When they met he spoke little to her of love, or of the tender hope which bound them together; his talk was rather of the old childish days, when they were all in all to one another; of old friends and old recollections, such as sweeten life. He was very gentle and respectful to her; only showing in his eyes the constancy of his tender devotion, never harshly pressing it in passionate words. But if Sutherland was patient and self-contained, it was far different with the impulsive lady of the Castle. No sooner was she made aware of the true state of affairs than she was anxious that the marriage should take place "It Is not for me to control ye If ye dlnna wish to come, Johnnie Sutherland," she said. "You're your own malster, and ye can gang your own gait, but it's scarcely fair to Marjorie. She's lonesome, poor lassie, and she takes it ill that ye come so seldom." "Miss Hetherington," returned Sutherland, "I stayed away not because I wished, but because I took too much pleasure In coming. I love Marjorie. I've loved her ever since I was a lad, and I shall love her till I die. I couldn't come before, knowing she had a husband; but it's for you to say now whether I may come in or not." "For me? What do you mean, Johnnie Sutherland?" For answer he put both the letter and paper in her hand, and bade her read. She did read; eagerly at first, but as she proceeded her hand trembled, the tears streamed from her eyes and the paper fell from her grasp. "God forgive me!" she cried; "it's an evil thing to rejoice at the death of a fellow-creature, yet I canna but rejoice. He broke the heart of my poor bairn, and he tried to crush down me, tout Heaven be praised! we are both free now. Johnnie Sutherland, you say that you love her? Wecl, I'm glad. You're a good lad. Comfort her if you can, and may God bless ye both." That very night Marjorie learned the news from Miss Hetherington. The old lady told it with a ring of joy in her voice, but Marjorlo listened with a ex- the old man in the garden, looking unusually bright and hale; but his talk was still confused; he mingled the present with the past, and continued to speak of Marjorie, and to address her, as if she were still a child. The sun was setting when they left him, turning their steps toward Annandale Castle. They lingered slowly along the road, talking of Indifferent things, and sweetly happy in each other's society, till It was growing dark. Then Marjorie held out her hand. "Let me go with you to the Castle gate," said Sutherland eagerly. "Not to-night," answered Marjorie. "Pray, let me walk alone, with only lit* tie Leon." Very unwillingly he acquiesced, and suffered her to depart. He watched her sadly till her figure disappeared In the darkness, moving toward the lonely bridge across the Annan. Having wished Sutherland good- shudder. After all, the man was her ihusband. Despite his cruelty, she had once almost loved him; and, though she could not mourn him as a widow should, she tried to respect the dead. But it was only for a while; then the cloud lifted, and she almost thanked God that she was free. Sutherland now became a constant visitor at the Castle, and sometimes it seemed to him and to Marjorie also that their early days had returned; the same, yet not the same, for the old Castie looked bright and genial now, and it was, moreover, presided over by a bright, genial mistress. Things could not last thus forever. EMarjorie knew it; and one evening she was awakened from her strange dream. She had been out during the afternoon with her little boy, and as they were walking back toward the Castle they were joined by Sutherland. For a time the three remained walking together, little Leon clinging on to Sutherland's hand; but after a while the child ran oh to pluck some flowers, and left the two together. "How he loves you!" said Marjorie, noting the child's backward glance; "I don't think he will ever forget the ride you gave him on the roundabouts at the Champs Blysces—you were very kind to him; you were very kind to us both." She paused, but he said nothing; presently she raised her eyes, and she saw that he was looking fixedly at her. She blushed and turned her head aside, but he gained possession of her hand. "Marjorie," he said, "you know why I was kind to you, do you not? It was because I loved you, Marjorie. I love you now—I shall always love you; tell me, will you some day be my wife?" The word was spoken, either for good or evil, and he stood like a man awaiting his death sentence. For a time she did not answer; when she turned her (ace toward him it was quite cairn. "Have you thought well?" she said. "I am not what I was. I am almost an old woman now, and there is my boy." "Let him be my boy, Marjorie; do not Bay 'No! 1 " She turned toward him and put both her hands in his. "I say 'Yes,'" she answered, "with jill my heart, but not yet—not yet!" Later on that evening, when little Leon lay peacefully sleeping in his cot, a,nd Miss Hetherington was dozing in her easy-chair, Marjorie, creeping from the house, walked in the Castle grounds to think over her new-found happiness Uone. Was It all real, she asked herself, or only a dream? Could it be true that she, after all her troubles, would nnd so much peace? It seemed strange, pet i't must be true. Yes, she was free at last. at once. "I'm an old woman now, Marjorie," she cried, "and the days of my life are numbered. Before I gang awa' let me see you a happy bride—let me be sure you have a friend and protector while I'm asleep among the mools." She was sitting in her boudoir in her great arm-chair, looking haggard and old Indeed. The fire in her black eyes had faded away, giving place to n dreamy and wistful pity; but now and again, as on the present occasion, it flashed up like the gleam upon the blackening brand. Marjorie, who was seated sewing by her mother's side, sadly shook her head. "I cannot think of it yet," she replied, "I feel it would be sacrilege." "Sacrilege, say you?" returned Miss Hetheringtou. "The sacrilege was wi' yon Frenchman, when he beguiled you awa', and poisoned your young life, my bairn. You owed him no duty living, and you owe him none dead. He was an ill limmer, and thank God he's in his grave!" "Ah, do not speak ill of him now. If he has sinned he has been punished. To die—so young." And Marjorie's gentle eyes filled with tears. "If he wasna ripe, do you think he would be gathered?" exclaimed Miss Hetherington, with something of her old fierceness of manner. "My certie, he was ripe—and rotten; Lord forgive me for miscalling the dead! But, Marjorie, my bairn, you're o'er tenderhearted. Forget the past! Forget everything but the happy future that lies before you! Think you're just a young lass marrying for the first time, and marrying as good a lad as ever wore shoon north o' the Tweed." Marjorie rose from her seat, and walking to the window, looked dreamily down at the Castle garden, still tangled as a, maze and overgrown with weeds. As she did so, she heard a child's voice, calling in French: "Maman! Maman!" It was little Leon, playing | n the old garden, attended by a Scottish serving maid, who had been taken on as nurse. He saw Marjorie looking down, and looking up with a face bright as sunshine, waved his hands to her in delight. "How can I think as you say," she said, glancing round at her mother, "when I have my boy to remind me that I am a widow? After all he's my husband's child—a gift that makes amends for all my sorrow." As she spoke she kissed her hand fondly to the child, and looked down at him through streaming tears of lovo. "Weel, weel," said the old lady soothingly; "I'm no saying but that it's weel to forget and forgi'e. Only your life must not be wasted, Marjorie! I must see you settled down before I gang." "You will not leave me, dear moth- night, Marjorie took the child by the hand and walked back across the meadows toward the Castle. It was a peaceful gloaming; the stars were shining brightly, the air was balmy; so she sauntered along, thinking dreamily of the past. She walked up by the bridge, and looked down at Annan Water, flowing peacefully onward. As she looked she mused. Her life had begun with trouble, but surely all that was over now. Her days in Paris seemed to be fading rapidly into the dimness of the past; there was a broken link in her chain of experience, that was all. Yes, she would forget it, and remember only the days which she had passed at Annandale. And yet how could she do so? There was the child, little Leon, who looked at her with her father's eyes, and spoke his childish prattle in tones so like those of the dead man, that they sometimes made her shudder. She lifted the boy In her arms. "Leon," she said, "do you remember Paris, my child—do you remember your father?" The child looked at her, and half shrunk back in fear. How changed sho had become! Her cheeks were burning feverishly, her eyes sparkling. "Mamma," said the boy, half drawing from her, "what is the matter?',' "Nothing, darling," she said. She pressed him fondly to her, and set him again upon the ground. They walked on a few stops farther, when she paused again, sat down upon the grass, and took the boy upon her knee. "Leon," she said, patting his cheek and soothing back his hair. "You love Annandale, do you not?" "Yes, mamma, and grandmamma, and Mr. Sutherland." "And—and you would be able to for*get the dreadful time we spent in Paris?" "And papa?" "My darling, your father is dead." She pressed the child to her again; raised her eyes and looked straight into the face of her husband. Caussidiere! It was indeed he, or his spirit, standing there in the starlight, with his pale face turned toward her, his eyes looking straight into hers. For a moment they looked upon one another—he made a movement toward her, when, with a wild cry, Marjorie clasped her child still closer to her, and sank back swooning upon the ground. When she recovered her senses she was still lying where she had fallen; the child was kneeling beside her, crying bitterly, and Caussidiere, the man, and not his spirit, was bending above her. When she opened her eyes, ha smiled, and took her hand. WOMAN'S FATE. from the Record, Buthnell, 111, No woman is better able to speak to others regarding "woman's fate" than Mr* Jacob wearer, of Bnshnell, 111., -wife of ex- city marshal Weaver. She had entirely recovered from the illness which kept hei bedfast much of the time for fire or sij years past, and says her recovery is dm to that well known remedy, Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. Mrs. Wearer is fifty-six years old, and has lived in Btishnell nearly thirty years. She is of unquestioned veracity and unblemished reputation. The story of her recovery is interesting. Sho says: "I suffered for five or six years with the trouble that comes to women at this time of my life. I was much weakened, was un- ablo much of the the time to do my own work, and suffered beyond my power to describe. I was downhearted and melancholy. "1 took many different medicines, in fact I took medicine all the time, but nothing seemed to do me any good. "I read about Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People, nnd some of my friends recommended them highly. I made up my ..'(*• mind to try them. '*" ^ I bought the first DOS in March, 1897, nnd was benefltted from the start. "A box and a half cured me completely, and I am now rugged and strong. I have not been bothered with ( my troubles since I began taking the Mrs. Jacob TFcaeer. pills. "I have recommended the pills to many women who are suffering on I suffered. They are the only thing that helped me in the trial that comes to so many women at my age." MRS. J. H. WEAVER. Subscribed and sworn to before me this 28d day of October, A. D., 1807. O. C. HICKS, Notary Public. When woman is passing beyond the ago of motherhood, it IE a crisis in her life. Then, if ever, proper attention to hypieno should be exercised. The attendant suffor- A UNANIMOUS VOTE. Kew Invention*. I A very clev«r invention has just been patented to an Omaha Inventor for a motor in which the weight of a moving or stationary railway train is utilized to wind up a weight or spring, this stored power to be later utilised in running a pump or a mill. The patent was secured through Sues *i Co., registered patent lawyers, Omaha, Neb. Write to them for their free patent book. Psychology. "I don't believe it's possible for two people to think of the same thing' in one. moment." "You wait until you owe your tailor ii bill and meet him on the street." ings will disappear and buoyant health will follow if Dr VVilliams' Pink Pills are used. Those pills exert n powerful influence in restoring the system to its proper condition. They contain in a condensed form 'all the elements necessary to give new 'life and richness to the blood. Knew Ills Business. Old Farmer—"That's a fine lot oJ pigs over there. What do you iced them?" Amateur—"Why, corn, of course. 1 ' ' Old Farmer—"In the car?" Amateur—"Certainly not; in the month. 'Tn-iiB » Brother Who Llcil. Bellows (indignantly)—I hear have been lying about me. Fellows—Yon arc mistaken in man. It was my twin brother said yon was a gentleman. you the who SHOULD BE PREPARED. The Baltimore and Ohio Knilroail Company has improved its freight facilities in Philadelphia very materially during the past year. A new pier, No. 2" South, which was completed in December, 557 feet long and 140 feet wide, and is said to be one of the finest in the city. Vessels of the deepest draught can tic up on both sides of the pier, thereby affording every facility for the prompt handling of freight. The pier and sheds are lighted with improved incandescent lights, and well paved driveways have been provided. This improvement enables theB. and O. to hnndle about three times as much business as formerly. The different freight yards throughout the city have been improved by the laying of additional tracks, and arrangements have been made with the Pennsylvania Warehousing- and Safe Deposit Company by which the B. and 0. handles grain, flonr, hay, straw, canned goods :md other merchandise through their warehouses and elevators. How ft Poll for President Was Taken oq n Canalboat. "When I read of the polling of pas, sengers ft month or so ago on train? and boats running into and out of New York city to ascertain their preferences as to candidates for mayor," said a gentleman who has long been identified with transportation interests—and politics as well—according to the Boston Herald, "it reminds me of a story my father used to tell of the campaign of 1836. In those days there was still a great deal of traveling by canal, and some of the 'packets' on the Erie were fitted up almost as sumptuously, for the time, as the palatial cars seem now. A large party was coming east from Buffalo on one of these passenger boats, and as political feeling ran high there was much excited discussion over the respective merits of Van Buren, Harrison, White, We'-~ter and Mangum. It was on one of those warm October days when the cabin was too torrid for occupancy, and all the passengers were assembled on the deck. The leaders in the informal political debate were a Democrat and a Whig, both fluent talkers and clever in argument, and pretty soon everybody on board gathered around to listen to them. Presently the Whig suggested that it would be a good idea to 'take the sense of the meeting,' and the Democrat, after a quick look ahead, agreed. He obtained silence and announced: 'Gentlemen, we are about to take a vote for president of the United States. Are you ready?' 'Ready,' was the prompt answer on all sides. Just then the steersman called out the customary warning, 'Low bridge. 1 Here •was the Democrat's opportunity, and he seized it. 'All those in favor of Martin Van Buren,' he shouted, 'etoop down! Contrary minded, stand erect!' The boat at that moment reached the bridge and every man dropped as if he had been shot. 'It's a unanimous vote!' declared the triumphant partisan of the sage of the Kinderhook." . Rheumatism and Lii Grippe Prevalent and Prompt TreHtuient Noceasitry. Every family should have a bottle of "5 Drops" on hand, especially- at this season of the year. Changes in the weather are so liable to cause rheumatism, la grippe and many other diseases that the "5 Drops" cure. Swanson Rheumatic Cure Co., Chicago: "5 Drops" promptly received. That is the medicine we want. My wife would undoubtedly have .been a cripple if it had not been for your "5 Drops." We would not be without it. Yours truly, John G. Martin, Wellsville, Mo. Feb. 16, 1898. This is one of many testimonials which the manufacturers of "6 Drops" have received. During the next thirty days they will send out 100,000 of their sample bottles for 25 cents a bottle. Write today to the Swanson Rheumatic Cure Co., 167 Dearborn street, Chicago, 111. This company is reliable and promptly fill every order. CHAPTER XXXV. FTER the confession of her love for Sutherland, and the promise hie had wrung love from her trembling lips, Marjorie was not a little troubled. Again, and again she reproached for want of fidelity to Caussi- 4lere's memory, for she was tenderhearted, »»<! cpuld not readily forget the man bad once been to her. in the canary for forgiveness er!" answered Marjorie, returning to her side and bending over her. "No, no; you are well and strong," "What's that the auld sang says?" returned Miss Hetheriugton, smooth- Ing the girl's hair with her wrinkled hand, as she repeated thoughtfully: 'I hear a voice you cannot hear, That says I must not stay; I see a hand you cannot see, That beckons me away.' That's it Marjorie! I'm an old woman now—old before my time. God has been kind to me, far kinder than I deserve; but the grass will soon be green on my grave in the kirkyard. Let me sleep in peace! Marry Johnnie Sutherland wi' my blessing, and I shall ken you will never want a friend." Such tender reasoning had its weight with Marjorie, but it failed to conquer her scruples altogether. She still remained in the shadow of her former sorrow, fearful and ashamed to pass, as she could have done at one step, into the full sunshine of the newer and brighter life. So the days passed on, till at last there occurred an event 80 strange, so unexpected, and spirit compelling, that it threatened for a time to drive our heroine into madness and despair. One summer afternoon Marjorie, accompanied by little Leon, met Sutherland in the village, and 1 walked with him to Solomon's cottage. They found "It is I, little one," he said. "Do not be afraid." With a shudder she withdrew her hand, and rose to her feet and faced him. (TO BE COXTtNOGD.) HARSH ENVIRONMENT. These People Are Stunted' by It Alor* Surely Thau by Heredity. In Limousin there is a barren range of low hills which lies along the dividing line between the departments of Dordogne, Correze and Haute-Vienne, about half way between Perigueux and Limoges, says Popular Science Monthly. The water courses show the location of these uplands. They extend over an area about seventy-five miles long and half as wide, wherein average human misery is most profound. Dense ignorance prevails. There is more illiteracy than In any other part of France. The contrast in stature.even with the low average of all the surrounding region, is clearly marked by the dark tint. There are sporadic bits of equal diminutiveness elsewhere to the south and west, but none are so extended or so extreme. Two-thirds of the men are below flve feet three inches in height, in some of the communes, and the women are three or more inches shorter even than this. One man in ten is below four feet eleven inches in stature. This is not due to race, for several racial types are equally stunted in this way within the same area. It is primarily due to generations of subjection to a harsh climate, to a soil which is worthless for agriculture, to a steady diet of boiled chestnuts and stagnant water, and to unsanitary dwellings in the deep, narrow and damp valleys. Still further proof may be found to show that these people are not stunted by any hereditary influence, for it has been shown that children born here, but who migrate and grow up elsewhere, are normal in height; while those born elsewhere, but who are subject to this environment during the growing period of youth, are proper* dwarfed, The saloonkeepers in Slater, Mo., refuse to sell liquor to any person who is already overloaded. AN OPEN LETTER TO MOTHERS. We are asserting In the courts our right to the ?'T,,,i! s ,i v ? uso of the w °«l "OASTORIA," and "PITCHER'S CASU'ORIA," as our Trade Mark 1, Dr. Samuel Pitcher, of Hyannis, Massachusetts, was tlio originator of "PITCHER'S JASTORIA," the same that has borne and does now bear the fac-.simile signature of CHAS. H. FLETCHER on every wrapper. This is the original "PITCHER'S CASTORIA" which has been used in the homes of ihe mothers of America for over thirty years. Look carefully at the wrapper and see that It is "the kind you have always bought," and hus the signature of CHAS. H. FLETCHER on the Wrapper. No one has authority from me to use my name except The Centaur Company, of which Chas H. Fletcher Is President. March 8, 1897. SAMUEL PITCHER, M. B.. Uussinn railroad trains have smokinn- cars i'or ladies. IJPiuity ig ulnoil Deep. Cleim blood makes n cleau skin. No beuuty without it. Cnscarets Candy Cathartic cleans your blooil and keeps it cleau, by stirring up the luzy liver uud driving all impurities from the body. Begin to-divy to banish pimples, boils, blotches, blackheads mid that sickly bilious complexion by taking Uascnrets,—-beauty for ten cents. All druggists, tatisfaction guaranteed, 10, iJa, 50c. Wherever mere is envy there is ignorance. Family IMeillchio. Moves tho bowels each day. In order to be healthy this is necessary. Acts gently on the liver and kidneys. Cures sick headache. Price, 25 and 50c. Lady (iu general store)— Have you ly powder? New Clerk— Yes'in. baking-, or face? any What kind -gun Surnames were not in use at all before the Norman conquest. To Cure Constipation forever, i.i,H H uac . a , rel ' s ( ' antlr C'Mburilc. lOc or 3S 0 n c. L. (.. iiiii 10 euro druggists refund money. The New York elevated railway runs trains only 50 seconds apart. Smoke Slcdco Cigarettes. 30 for C cts. A pauk of wolves dashed into the town of Ulvade,'Texas, and bit nearly all of tho dogs, cows and horses hi tho town, Hydrophobia has since broken out among- the dogs, and several of them have been shot. A California lad of nine years, while on a visit to Washington, saw in La museum there a piece of petrified wood. He did not express the least surprise, but said: "Why, out in California Tve seen whole forests of putrified trees, with purified birds sitting on them, singing putrified &OUI?S> *•!-- — Medical men of Towanda, Pa., assert that a colored man of that town, named William King, has two hearts, one on each side. Another of his physical peculiarities is the possession of two sets of ribs, one outside and overlapping- the other. Home Seekers' Excursions. On April 5th and 19th. 1808, the Chicago, Milwaukee & St. Paul B'y will sell round trip excursion tickets (good 21 days) from Chicago, Milwaukee and other points on its line, to a great many points in South and North Dakota and other western and southwestern states, at greatly reduced rates. Take a trip west and see what an amount of good land can be purchased for the least money. Further information as to rates, routes, prices of farm lands, etc., may be obtained on application to any coupon ticket agent or by addressing the following named persons: W. E.Powell, Gen'1 Immigration Agent, 410 Old Colony Bldg., Chicago; H. F. Hunter.Immigration Agt. for .South Dakota, 291 Dearborn St., Chicago, or George H. Heaflord, General Passenger Agent, Chicago, Illinois. A ventilated shoe has been invented in Cologne, Prussia. A steel spring works a bellows between the heel and sole, and every step the wearer takes drives a stream of fresh air, through perforations in the inner sole, to every part of the foot. To Washington nnd ISulttnioro via t.ho IMoiiou Route. There is not a pleasanter or more picturesque route from (Jhicngo to Washington aud Baltimore-: than the .Motion, via' Cincinnati and the B. & O. 8, W. and B. & O. Railways. The-train service of this line IK comfortable- and convenient, consisting of through palace sleeping cars and conches. Tlie time- of leaving Chicago is 2:4,~) A. M.,. but the sleeper is ready for oc. Giipanej' at any time after 9:30 p. M. This route traverses the garden section of southern O-hios and passes through the historic-section of West Virginia in the eve- mng aud down the beautiful and tradition Inden Potomac valley in the early morning Hi-riving at the national capital at 6:4Tand Baltimore 1 -.55 the- next morning. Taken altogether it is a most comfortable and restful journey, a tour of education, that once taken will never bo fogotten, aud tho oitonor repeated, the more eujoyod. FIUNK J. REED, General Passenger Agent. Last year, in the state ol New York there were 13,047 deaths from consumption. Some philanthropists ad- voeate the establishment of a colony on state land in the Adirondacks, for the treatment of eases of incipient pulmonary diseases. l A. Cold Loud Deal. The Postmaster'—I hear that Trick- Trigger Sam has settled with his creditors. • Burro Billy—Yer might leave tin f'with" out an' strike it nearer kerrect, pard." If you are interested and wish to post yourself about the Gold Fields of the Yukon Valley, when to go and how to get there, write for a Descriptive Folder and Map of Alaska. It will be sent free upon application to T. A. GRADY, Excursion Manager C B. & Q. R. R., A 211 Clark Street, Chicago. * re- A tree about 100 years old was ic - cently cut down on a farm near Pun- lurk, Ohio. Then it was found to be hollow, and in it was discovered the skeleton of a man, evidently an Indian who had concealed himself'there about 75 years ago, and was unable to emerge from his biding place. ° t'oloi-iuk» Gold Field. Colorado is the banner golci-produc- iig state in the union. Production in ing state in tlie union. Production in 1807 over $90.000,000. This year prom- New strikes ises tp exceed $30,000,000. are being made every day. Nothing like it since the days of '49. Would you know all about these things 0 I hen send twenty-five cents for a six- months' trial subscription to the "MINING WORLD," an eightpage illustrated weekly paper. Kegultti- subscription, $1.00 a year. The newsiest mining newspaper in the world Address "World,•' p. o. Box Denver, Colorado. 1011, The term "infantry," moaning foot- soldiers, originated with the Spanish It was first applied to the military force employed by an infante, or young prince of Spain, to rescue his father from the Moors. Crescent Hotel, Eureka Springs, Ark Opens March I st. In heart of Ozwk Mountains, ol mate mild and bracing , T-.-7"-—•— rates, through, sleeo- ei-8, via Frisco Hue. Address Manager Crescent, Eureka Springs, or Geo. T Nich, Olson, G. P. A., Frisco dne, St; £ 9 uk?Mo. Beware the March Wind! Escape tho rig-ors of the winds this month by going- South over the Louisville & Nashville Railroad. This line has a perfect through-car set-vice from cities of the North to all Winter Kesorts in Georgia, Florida, along tlie Gulf Coast, in Texas, Mexico nnd California. The Florida Chautanqua now in session at DeFuniak Springs; six weeks with the best lecturers and entertainers, in a climate which is simply perfect. Very low rates for round trip tickets, on sale daily. Homcseekers' Excursions on the first and third Tuesday. Tickets at about half rates. For particulars, write to C. P. Atmore, G. P. A., Louisville, Ky., or Hon. l<. llorner, D.P.A.. St.Louis. Mo. tb % * ib # t ft g $ i # $ m w w ! m w «n m w w w w I Where times SR are prosperous.., w jjj Black Hills people don't know ft what "hard times" means. W Their's is a new country and a }|5 good one; a country where la- \ f $ bor is well paid and where busi- |' W ness men make more in one year ! 3J than in two almost anywhere < * else, * V \< I i out,* , cl "» ate ls extraordinarily healthful; the towns enterprising; the opportunity for capable inen almost unlimited. J. Francis, General Passenger Agt Omuhu, Nebraska. lil

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