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THE UPPER DJH MOlNttH ALGOfrA IOWA WEDNESDAY I » *&' course, there was a woman in the case. This woman, in this present insttinca, was passably plain, but she had knowledge and magnetism. T o lu Uehton •first met her when lie Was a bacholdr. She was sweeping the pavement ill front of a tidy, unpretentious frame dwelling, at Atlantic City, and not seeing him had thrown much dust into his eyes. Apologies id'llon'dd; her dictation and modulation of voice contrasted strangely with her ginghain and her menial position, and as Bcnton passed on he fdll to wondering. And that night, by luck, her gown caught in a nail in the board walk just as ho happened along in time to extricate her. And then she ttirow ihoro dust in his eyes. Her name was Cora Lentloy. Ordinarily close-mouthed, to Bonton she told much. She lived with her grandmother she said. Grandma was n Russian, wealthy, peculiar, and had routed a little cottage in an out of tho wny street at Atlantic City. Grandma never went out and Cora did all tho housework. Only three men ever called at tho house—tho butclier, the baker, tho milkman. I?or a month Benton and Miss Lent- Jey were boon companions. Their i tastes were identical, their logic ran to the same syllogism—love, life and death were all material bits that wore immaterial. One day she passed him with a tall, sinister-looking man in tow. The man said: "It must be done quickly," aud the girl answered: "I'll catch the steamer to-morrow." Benton only gave the conversation a passing thought then. Later he thought it over. That evening lie hoard that a Captain Skolski, a well-known Russian, who stood high in tho Russian police, 'was making a short stay at one of the well-known hotels. For three days ho saw nothing of the Lentley woman. Then his morning-paper enlightened him. Tho article was headed: "The Police Puz- sled," and ran as follows: "Mrs. Ivan Palitski,'a Russian, was found dead in her bed this morning at 4050 Atlantic avenue. The deceased had lived in tho house for the past three months, her only companion being a domestic, who, no doubt, finding 1 her mistress dead, fled for fear of being arrested. There were no marks of violence on the body, and.fleath was no doubt due to natural causes. Mrs. Palitski was arrested ten years ago in Moscow charged with being a Nihilist; but owing to great political influence, she was. released and came to this country. No papers were found in the house when the police searched this morning, but her money and jewels were found intact, showing that if foul play was meditated, robbery was not the motive. The servant had evidently left the house last Monday for Mrs. Palitsky had been dead for sev- 'et-al days. ' Tommy Benton's marriage'in the was a brilliant one. Everybody *% t n|!B HEAD WAS PILkPWED ON HIS BREAST. who was anybpdy was . there. Of course the bride was the prettiest i bride that anyone ever saw, Like' wise the presents were as handsome QS 'anybody remembered to have seen, and half of the invited folks i; thought she was far superior to him. r Then six years sped around and ''Cupid grew tired of following Mr, and >• D£rg. Benton and went off! to attend 4o other young fplks, Benton was a < bit wore attentive than most married ? .'.jjien,, and knew no clubhouse or had j)9 business that kept him late at night.- For sis years he had never night away from his wife, morning he woke up and tho conclusion that he was A sn A nd, t9 *w. bored, that he wanted to be that hie IPVO fp'r his wife was frptw maiming he thpught the ftftd, the» partly tQ pet p»vlwwwenjt' and part' t |pp ft pjlpge he took the tfftin fpf EfcjjjJk'YjPEil^'Bf Wjlwd aww»4 t,he ^walked Central hall "Let's sit do^B^'said S6fll6n, and th&V fonhd ft trench, "Well," he said after a long pause, "t fttn disillns'onized. I Woke up this mofnifaff and found that. I was not in love with my wife. Posinbl.v that was not the underlying thought, ior tho real fact of the case is that Iwant mjr freedom. Nature never cut me out to be a domestic man. I haven't as much sentiment possibly as the majority of men, but I will say that since I have been ft 'marriud man I hftve always acted as such. I want my freedom now, and you, Cora, must tell mo how to get it." She pursed her lips up and said, with some show of coquetry, "Me?" "Yes," he Said. "You. I am going to ask my Wife to get a divorce. If sho does not accept—well—>your grandmother died suddenly, didn't she? Aud there wcren*t any marks of violence on her body." "There usually isn't any mark of violence oh the body of one who has died a natural death," said tho girl. "Possibly not," he answered, "and I want my wife to either get a divorce or die a natural death,"aud ho looked at tho girl fixedly. The girl uas silent for a little space. Then sho said: "Why should I help you, Tom, to get an inoffensive woman out of tho way?" "Because," he answered slowly, "I want another inoffensive woman to take her place." Their eyos met. Her fingers were working nervously and tho toe of her boot was describing ungoometrlcal circles in the gravel as she answered: "I will help you." He was trying to bo calm, but his lips shook as ho asked: "Can I meet you hero Wednesday afternoon?" "Yes," sho answered, "and I will bring tho drops with me." Then tho woman in the case dropped the serious aud began to be as other women, with tho smile on her face, and after a space, hiding her thoughts, Bouton took tho 5:30 train for Philadelphia. That night he and his wife were playing euchre. Benton was dealing. "Nan," ho began, "I'm tired of married life. I want to bo free. Will you get a divorce from mo?" There was a scared little look in her face as sho glanced up at him. "I'm perfectly saue, Nan, and terribly in earnest. I never will a thing unless I do it. You know mo enough to understand that. I'll give you grounds for divorce and then you sue. Clubs are trumps." "It would kill me to sue for a divorce, Tom.-' "You'd better do it, Nan, for I mean to be free. You rinigod there. I played a club and you put a heart on it. Your mind's not on the game." Sho played the hand on without speaking. Then, when he had handed hor the cards, she said tremulously: When do you want my decision?" "To-night is Monday," he said. Say Wednesday morning before 1 go to business." "All right, Tom." They played cards for a time, and then she took a book and he his paper. She cried behind her book, but he read the stock reports carefully. Then they went to bed. "I'm sleepy, too," he said, "and a good night's sleep won't hurt me." Just as they were about to retire she asked as a favor that tho window be closed. "It's a trifle chilly for May," she explained, "and I've got a bad cold as it is." He was just about dozing off %yr.en he heard her getting up. "What is it, Nan?" "My throat is parched, Tom, .and I want some water," "Let me got it," he said, starting up. "No never mind, dear, I'm now up. The water is on the bureaix liere, and I'll light the gas a second." Sho lit the gas, drank a tumblerful of water, and then put her hand over her heart as if nerving herself for an ordeal. Then she turned the light out and crept into bed again. She put her arms around her husband and said: "Tom, , dear, may I put ray head on your chest tonight, and sleep as we used : to when we wore first married?" "Certainly, dear," ho said, "only don't forget that you give me your answer Wednesday morning." "I won't forget, Tom," she said. And putting her head on his chosf; she foil asleep praying. The next morning the cook smelled gas. For over an hour she. smelled it, and then wont up stairs to investigate. When sho caine near the sleeping- apartment of her mistress the cook's mental obsers'ation was that either Mr, or'Mrs, Benton must have inadvertantly left the gas on all night, '••'••". And so the coroner's jury decided Jt was a very deplorable accident, said everybody, for the ceuplo Ipved each other so. And the policeman who opened the door when summoned by the oook testified befpre the coroner that Mr, and Mrs, Benton lopked like Jpvers, for he was smiling and her head was pillowed on his breast. The class.9! '$7 ftf the Jefferson ^digaicqUoge, Philadelphia., Mas fle» oidod tP u,ee the nitric system, in writ? ing th,eir .prescriptions wheft -th^ey are, handed, djQwu Jvpm, clftsj'jQ ptes.6, as it js jfe$ flyst ,s.tpp BJOJIe ' .. at tba ,BV.#e§»t tiw. jjU:W»de of "THE IStiifl Ot 1 PALMS/' bft. tALMAGB fELLS OF CEYLON WANDERtNGS. HtS A 1*1*8* sermon frdtn tlifc *e*t: "The Ships of TrtMlilsh Flrtt"—-Isaiah 60:lx, —*he itentlien Temples Before Christian light. TIE TARSHISH 01? my text by many commentators is supposed to be the isl* ufad of Ceylon, upon which the seventh sermon of the " 'Round-the* World" series lands us. Cey* Ion was called by the Romans Taprobaiie. John Milton called it ' 'Crolden C h o r s o- nese" Moderns have called Ceyloh "The Isle of Palms;" "The Isle of Flowers;" "The Pearl Drop on the Brow of India;" "The Isle of Jewels;" "The Island of Spice;'! "Tho Show Place of the Universe;" "The Land of Hyacinth and Ruby." In my eyes, for scenerv it appears to be a mixture of Yoscmite and Yellowstone park. All Christian people want to know more of Ceylon, for they have a long while been contributing 1 for its evangelization. As our ship from Australia approached this island, there hovered over it clouds thick and black as the superstitions which have hovered here for centuries; but the morning sun was breaking 1 through like the gospel light which is to scatter the last cloud of moral gloom. The sea lay along the coast calm as the eternal purposes of God toward all islands and continents. Wo swing- into the harbor of Colombo, Which is made by a break water built at vast expense. As wo floated into it the water is black with boats of all sizes and manned by people of all colors, but chiefly Tamils and Cinga- lese. There are two things I want most to see on this island: a heathen temple with its devotees in idolatrous worship, and an audience of Cingalese addressed by a Christian missionary. The entomologist may have his capture of brilliant insects; and the sportsman his tent adorned with antler of red deer and tooth of wild boar; and the painter his portfolio of gorge three thousand feet down, and of days dying on evening pillows of purple cloud etched with lire; and tho botanist his camp full of orchids, and crowfoots, and gentians, and valerian, and lotus. I want most to find out the moral and religious triumphs, how many wounds have been healed; how many sorrows comforted; how many entombed nations resurrected. Sir William Baker, the famous explorer and geographer, did well for Ceylon after his eight years' residence in this island, and Prof. Ernst Heckel, the professor from Jena, did well when he swept these waters, and rummaged these hills and took homo for future inspection the insects of this tropical air. And forever honored be such work; but let all that is sweet in ry thm, and graphic on canvas, and imposing in monument, and immortal in memory be brought to tell the deeds of those who were heroes and heroines for Christ's sake. Many scholars have supposed that this island of Ceylon was the original Garden of Eden where tho snake first appeared on reptilian mission. There are reasons for belief that this was the site where the first homestead was opened and destroyed. It is so near the equator that there are not more than twelve degrees of Fahrenheit difference all the year round. Perpetual foliage, perpetual fruit, and all styles of animal life prosper. What luxuriance, and abundance, and superabundance of life! What styles of plumage do not the birds sport! What styles of scale do not the fishes reveal! What styles of song do not the groves have in their libretto! Hero on tho roadside and clear oxit on the beach of the sea stands the cocoauut tree, saying: "Take my leaves for shade. Take tho juice of my fruit for delectable drink, Take my saccharine for sugar. Take iny fibre for the ipi/dage of your ships, Take my oil to kindle your lamps, Take my wood to fashion " your cups and. pitchers. Take my leaves to thatch your roofs. Take .my smooth surface on which to print your books. Take my 30,000,000 trees covering 500,000 acres, and with the exportation en' rich the world I will wave in your fans and spread abroad in your umbrellas. I will vibrate in your musical Instruments. I will bo the scrubbing brushes on yoiir flpors. " Here also stands the palm tree, saying; ' ; "I am at your disposal. With these .; arms I fed your ancestors 150 years: ago, and with these same arms I will feed your Ancestors 150 years from now. I defy the centuries!" Here also btands the nutmeg tree, saying; "I am ready to spice your beverages and enrich your puddings, and with my sweet dust make insipid things palatable," Here also stands the coffee* plant, saying; "With the liquid boiled from ray berry J stimulate the nations mom* Here stands the tea plant, saying: "With the liquid boiled fvwn, my leaf J ^soothe the wprJd'e nerves and stirnu* Ja.te the wood's conversation, evening by evening 1 . " , JJere stands the eintbpaa, saying; "Jam, the fpeof wa.le.rja, J» all cH, js the slaughter Q| But iri the evening riding through a cinnamon grove, I first tasted the leaves and bark of that condiment so valuable and delicate that transported on ships the aroma of the cinnamon is dispelled if placed near a rival bark. Of stich great value is the cinnamon shrub that years ago those who injured it in Ceylon were put to death. ^ But that Which once was a jungle of cinnamon is now a park of gentlemen's residences. The long, white dwelling 1 houses are bounded with this shrub and all other styles of growth congregated there, make a botanical garden, Doves called cinnamon doves hop among the branches, and crows, more poetically styled ravens, which never could sing, but think they can, fly across the road giving full test of their Vocables: Birds, which learned their chanting under the very caves of heaven overpowered all with their grand march of tho tropics. The hibis- cUs dapples the scene with its scarlet clusters, All shades of brown and emerald, and saffron, and brilliance; melons, limes magnosteens Jfcustard apples, guavas, pine apples, jessamine so laden with aroma they have to hold fast to tho wall, and begonias, gloriosas on fire, and orchids so delicate other lands must keep them under conservatory, but here defiant of all weather, and flowers more or less akin to azaleas, and honeysuckles, and floxes, and fuchias and chrysanthemums and rhododendrons, and fox-gloves, and pansies, which dye the plains and mountains of Ceylon with heaven. The evening hour burns incense of all styles of aromatics. Tho convolvulus, blue as if the sky had fallen, arid butterflies spangling the air, and arms of trees sleeved with blossoms, and rocks upholstered of moss, commingling sounds, and sights,and odors,until eye, and ear, and nostril vie with each other as'to which sense shall open the door to the most enchantment. A struggle between music, and perfume, and iridescence. .• Oleanders reeling in intoxication of color. Great banyan trees that have been changing their mind for centuries, each ce tury carrying out a new plan of' growth, attracted our attention, and saw Us pass in the year of 1804,. as they saw pass the generations of 1794, and 1G04. Colombo is so thoroughly embowered in foliage that if you go into one of its towers and look down upon the city of one hundred and thirty thousand people you ca.n not see a house. Oh, the trees of Ceylon I May you live to behold the morning climbing down through their branches, or the evening .tipping their leaves with amber and gold! I forgive the Buddhist for the worship of trees | until they know of the God who made the trees. I wonder not that there are some trees in Ceylon called sacred. To me all trees are sacred. I wonder not that before one of them they burn camphor flowei-s, and hang lamps around its branches, and a hundred thousand people each year make pilgrimage to this tree. Worship something man must, and until he hear of the only being worthy of • worship, what so elevating as a tree! What glory enthroned amid its foliage! What a majestic doxologv spreads out in its branches! What a voice when the tempests pass through it! How it looks down upon the cradle and the grave of centuries! As the fruit of the tree unlawfully eaten struck the race with woe and the uplifting 1 of another tree brings peace to the soul, let the woodman spare the tree, and all nations honor it, if, through higher teaching, we do not, like,the Ceylonese, worship it! How consolatory that when we no more walk under the tree branches on earth, we may see the " j*ree of life which bears twelve manner of fruit, and yields her fruit every month, and the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations!" • - Two processions I saw in Ceylon within one hour, the first led by a Hin- doo priest, a huge pot of flowers on his head, his face disfigured with holy lacerations, and his unwashed followers beating as many discords from what are supposed to bo musical instruments, as at one time can be induced to enter the human ear, Tho procession halted at the door of tho huts. The occupants came oiit and made obeisance and presented small contributions. In return thereof the priest sprinkled ashes upon the children who came forward, this evidently a form of benediction, Then the procession led on by the priest started again; more noise, more ashes, more genuflection, However keen one sense's of the ludicrous, he could find nothing to excite a smile in the movements of such a procession, Meaningless, oppressive, squalid, filthy, sad, Returning .to our carriage, we rode tin for a few moments, and we came on another procession, a kindly lady lead* ing groups of native children all clean, bright, happy, laughing. They were a Christian school out for exorcise. There seemed as much intelligence, refinement and happiness in that regiment of young Cingalese as you would find in the ranks of any young ladies' seminary being chaperojfed on their afternoon walk through Central park, New York, or Hyde park, London. The Hindoo procession, illustrated on a small scale something 1 of what Hindpoisin can do for the world, The Christian procession illustrated on a small scale something of; what Christianity can dp for the world, but those twq processions were only fragments p| two great processions ever marching ftorfiss our world; the processiop basted, of supers,titi!4on and the pro.T cessio» blessed p.f gospel,ligbA f's^w them, in, qp§ afteraaoa is Ceylpjj, to. b,0'6een, J n all nations, , interest ftphievenjeats mighty work. America is second to ho other nation in what has been don% for Ceylon. Since 1816 she has had her religious agents in the Jaffna peninsula of Ceylon. The Spauldhu'S, thellowlands, the Doctors Poor, the Saunders and others just as good and strong have been fighting back mon* sters of superstition and cruelty great* er than any that ever swung the tusk or roared in the jungies. But passing up and down the streets of Ceylon you find all styles of people within five minutes: Afghans, Kaffirs, Portuguese, Moormen, Dutch, English, Scotch, Irish, American; all classes, all dialects, all manners and customs, all styles of salaam, the most interesting thing on earth is the human race, and specimens of all braches of it confront you in Ceylon. The island Of the present is, a quiet and inconspicuous affair compared with What it once was. The dead cities of Ceylon Were larger and more imposing than are the living cities. On this island are dead New Yorks, and dead Pekins, and dead Edinburghs, and dead Lon- dons. Ever and anon at the stroke of the archroologist's hammer the tomb of some great municipality flies open, and there are other buried cities that will yet respond to the explorer's pick ax. The Pompeii and Horculaneum underneath Italy are small compared with the Pompeiis and Hercula- neums underneath Ceylon. Yonder is an exhumed city which was founded 500 years before Christ, standing in pomp and splendor for 1,200 years. Stairways up which fifty men might pass side by side. Carved pillars, some of them fallen, some of them aslant, some of them erect. Phidiases and Christopher Wrens never heard of here performed the marvels of sculpture and architecture. Aisles through which royal processions marched. Arches under which kings were carried. City with reservoir twenty miles in circumference. Extemporized lakes that did their cooling and refreshing for twelve centuries, Ruins more suggestive than Melrose and Kenilworth. Ceylon San Karnaks and Luxors. Ruins retaining much of grandeur, though wars bombarded them and time put his chisel on every block, and more than all, vegetation put- its anchors, and pries, and wrenches in all the crevices. Dago- bas, or palaces where relics of saints or deities are kept. Dagobas four hundred feet high, and their fallen material burying precious things for the sight of which modern curiosity has digged and blasted in vain. Procession of elephants in imitation, wrought into lustrous marble. Troops of hor es in full run. Shrines, chapels, cathedrals wrecked on the mountain side. Stairs of moon stone. Exquisite scrolls rolling up more mysteries than will ever be unrolled. Over sixteen square miles, the ruins of one city strewn. Throne rooms on which at different times sat 165 kings, reigning in authority they inherited. Walls that witnessed coronations, assassinations, subjugations, triumphs. Altars at which millions bowed ages before the orchestras celestial woke tho shepherds with midnight overture. When Lieut. Skinner, in 1833, discovered the site of some of these cities, he found congregated in them undisturbed assemblages of leopards, porcupines, flamingoes and pelicans; reptiles sunning themselves on the altars; prima donnas rendering ornithological chant from deserted music halls. One king restored much of the grandeur; rebuilt 1,500 residences, but ruin soon resumed its scepter. But all is down; the spires down; the pillars down; the tablets down; the glory of splendid arches down. What killed those cities? Who slew the New York and London of tho year 500 B. C. ? Was it un- healthed with a host of plagues? Was it foreign armies laying siege? Was it whole generations weakened by their own vices? Mystery sits aniid the monoliths and brick dust. Finger on lip in eternal silence while the centuries guess and guess in vain. Wo simply know that genius planned those cities. An eminent writer estimates that a pile of bricks in one ruin of Ceylon would be enough .to build a wall ten feet high from Edinburgh to London; 1,300 pillars with carved' capitals are standing sentinel for ten miles, You can judge some what of the size of the cities by tho reservoirs that were required to slake their thirst; judging the size of the city from the size of the cup out of which it drank. Cities crowded with inhabi tants; not like American or English cities, but packed together as only bar baric tribes can pack them. But their knell was sounded; their light went out. Giant trees are the only royal family now occupying those palaces. The growl of wild beasts, where once the guffaw of wassail ascended. Anur- adhapura and Pollonara will never be rebuilded. Let all the living cities of the earth take warning, Cities are human, having a time to be born and a time to die, No more certainly have they a cradle than a grave, A last judgment is appointed for individuals, but cities have their last judgment in this world, They bless, they curse, they worship, they blaspheme, they suffer, they are rewarded, they are overthrown, Preposterous! says some one, to, think that any pf our American or European cities which have stopd so ipng can ever cow* thrpugh ?ice tp e«< tjnctipp, B, W t New T«fk ftpd. ^ndpji have wpt sj;po4 sp long as thpse gev. lonese pities sto.od, Where is +.i« pjrttside of Ceylpjp, on time. Cities and patipjis that „-„« lived &«• Iqjjger thsm PUJ« present cities, or oatipn, feaye bee$ sepulchred. Let ftW the great muui(4p$lities pf this " ftS,when, t}|e p^lpM' w«?te it, an<j a.§ T. **M -"*¥i ' AVH*8 '"'"xf t aiftti •:* Lurk in tae blood of ,almost everj ftfe'lf In many tascs they ftrb inherited. Serof* ' ula appears ih ninning sores, trauctift / ^ Dimples and caftcerous groxvths. Sc*ro!tiil 'r " :an be cured by purifying, tho blood with '•' llood' s Sarsaparilld. This great remedy has had wonderful iuccess in curing this disease, ft thoroughly eradicates tile humor ffom the blood. Hood's Sorsniiarilla cures the sores and eruptions by Tetnovibg cause — impurities in the blood. Tood'S P11 i¥TureTall Itm ( lfls7~a5e7 Alt Unlrtto\vn AliVertisol-, One of tho funniest advorttsoments I have ever eoeti is that which surmounts a building in New York. It is an immense hand in the form of an inverted indox. The forefinger to jointed, and by means of stoam. w r, electricity it keeps beckoning in thts most natural manner, mutely inviting all who ride or walk across Brooklyn bridge to call and seo him, What's tho advertiser's name? Blamed if I know.—Boot and. Shoe Recorder. Beware of Ointments for Catarrh that Contain Mercury, as mercury will surely destroy tho sense of imell and completely derange the whole system when entering it through tho lun- cous surfaces. Such articles should never bo used except on prescriptions from reputable physicians, as. the damage they will do is ten fold to the good you can possibly derive from them. Hull's Catarrh 'Cure, manufactured by F. J. Cheney & Co., Toledo, O., contains no mercury, and is taken internally, acting directly upon the blood and mucous surfaces of the system. In buying Hall's Catarrh Cure • bo sure you get the genuine. It is taken internally^and made in Toledo, Ohio, by IT. J. Cheney & Co. Testimonials free. B2F Sold by Druggists, price 75c. per bottle. Hall's Family™ 1 ^ igists, pri HUB, tfc. The man who never changes his views, always attracts the admiration of tho man who never changes his shirt. To California In a Tourist Sleeper, The Burlington Route's Personally Conducted Excursions to the Pacifle Coast are |ust tho thing for people of moderate means. Cheap—respectable—comfortable —expeditious. From Chicago every Wednesday evening; from Omaha every Thursday morning. Through to Sun Francisco and Los Angeles without change. Experienced Excursion Managers and uniformed Pullman porters in charge. Second claus tickets accepted. Cars are carpeted and upholstered and irnvo spring scats and backs, mattresses, blankets, curtains, pillows, tow els, etc. Only 86.00 from Chicago and 55.00 from Omaha for a double berth, wide enough and big enough for two. Tho route is over the "Seeniu Line of the World," through i'enver, Salt Lake City and Sacramento. All the wonderful canons and peaks of tho- Hocky Mountains are passed during tho day. If you are going west, you should arrange to join one o£ these excursions. You can do so at Burlington, Fairfleld, Ottumwa, Albia, Osceola, Afton or Omaha. Write for information arid illustrated excursion folder. J. FHA.NCIS. - .Uen'l JPoss'r Agent, Burlington Route, Omaha, Neb. If some people couldn't find anything to hide behind, they would be always on tho Tho Itannor Route. The Wabash is tho line for cheap rates, quick time and comfort for passengers. and those contemplating a trip oast, west or south should not fail to secure rates and other information via the Wabash before purchasing tickets. Tourist tickets on salt> to all points during the various seasons. For further information call on any ticket agent or address Horace Seely, Commercial Agent, a20 Fourth St., Des Moines, la. Mrs. Grannis says that the decollete corsage must go. Hasn't it gone far enough already? Get Up a Club. To any person sending us six new subscribers to the Twioe-a-Week News we will send a copy free. one year. The News, DBS Moines, Iowa. Czar anil Czarowitz. The word czar is not derived from the Ccesars of llcnne. It signified king among the ancient Scythians and was in use among them long before Rome was known to theso barbarians of the North. Tho title c/arowitz among- tho Tartars signifies prince, or son of tho czar. J'roperly Corrected, New Maid— Did you ring for me? Miss Footlitos— That's what. New Maid— Beg pardon, but da not mean "that's whom?" « KNOWLEDGE Brings comfort and imprpY^e^ia rightly QW& The rosnyS tej: than others an4 enjoy lift Jess ^expenditure, by mm fchfl tiAPna f\f WKwcUsinl 1i n S«,J wEfeSv^W ; ,? Its excellence ig due tQ its presentinK } 1 $?,fW» W* acceptable WSSilS'^ net vtfh the «»P»vrt si /*V V^ i ™ i f " »awlft»Jwi» ' WfcpifiM 4& JprxR

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