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^^j^y^fj^.f^ 'ftetf''' ^akgjUFA'ji | M. y.MyLBf.-Ay*» > *-..- ^.— .- '"v r .••'" ' : -' '""A" ,,- . * '><::*''iO landlofd came out ahfl ...... ouarht ta say, seeing thai WWte- yon? name ad slieh, though we don't know that a matt always i>-Wrts l dt»wn' the name his mother gave nim." .-,,"1 haven't had'occasion to abandon name yet," said 1, laughing. "1 ..hope it toon't be Very long before sUp- "Jief is ready; Mr. Sloan. My 1 mountain ..alia* has given me an excellent appe- lte; (f ."It will be on the table in about half ft« hour's time. There's a flne peroh "•tot supper; one of the men caught it 'this morning. If you're hungry, the „* (Jo'ok can give you some coffee and '" something to. eat now." "No, thanks, Mr. Sloan; I'll wait and '<enjoy a good cigar and this mountain scenery a while. Have a cigar? They're prime, I assure you." • "Thank you. That's an offer I seldom go back On—thank you, stranger; * ta'ut you needn't mind that there 'mls- ' >ter' arty more." , "Been here lottg?" I asked, as I lit my Weed. . "A matter of fifteen years since I came down here, and began keeping this hotel." "You've*seen<a good many changes , In that time, I suppose?" "I have.' There were Indians thicker than hops,'right up to the very doora, when I first came. Now they're very * ocarce. Plenty of Chinese, though. I'd just as soon have the Indians. Ugh! I ''i hate the yellow varmints!" "Then you agree with the sentiment 'the Chinese',must go,' landlord?" "Stranger,,they're gone, so far as old ' Job Sloan Is* concerned. I won't hava one about while there's a nigger this side of the Rockies, as I've said before now." "Well, I don't much blame you, Sloan. I don't like them myself. I suppose you've had adventures with wild beasts and Indians, too? Regular hair-raising times?" "Well, Mr. Kendall, I " • At that moment a sllgbt, graceful , girl, with short, black curls, black eyes, .lovely hands and feet (as I saw at a 'gg-lance), a sweet, gentle face, and tin v altogether ladylike and .refined air, Jeanne out on the veranda, dressed In a trim blue calico dress, with a crimson i ribbon at the collar circling her white . 'throat, and addressed old Sloan: "Father," said she, "my pony Is lame, and I want Black Bill to ride over to the postoffice." -"Well, tell. Pete to get" him up for you," said the old man, looking at her with an air of pride. , "Yes, sir." With a half-glance at me, the little beauty disappeared, leaving me quite ^JRED THROUGH THE KEYHOLE. *>, astonished at such a »ady!ike apparl- ' tlon In suph an out-of-the-wprld spot. ; The Pld 'landlord saw my" look of sur,' prise, and, as the light figure disap- ," peered In the house, he said; cc' 1 ' "My daughter, sir. Don't lopk much 'z like her dad, dpes she? We can take ' ><3»r6' of- daisies when we've 'got them, l>,,'lf wo 40 live in the mountains," said the .VojdTnan, "You were,asking me about .-adyentures. You wpuld^'t thinfc us r,"' t^ift't Httle girl was one ofi the cqplest Kt.'jMHwU heresbputp, wpujd you, ,iiow? Xi-Sbe'can break-^bp wildest horse pn the & \jrtftl8S, rtae *h'e fastest jjorse!, ana shoot >'sitra,ighter than apy man, 'woman, or i|; $iHd tn tjie diggings, ^yes, stranger, Atni'v^^ljfta'^yajitwres^bHt i 4«n't tanow ....... „, . d^n 1 ,. anything more than that girl did, the time she saved all frogs',dusj- for them-' jt was about years ago," ' began Sloan, "We sr, tho'y&ht of* leaping the place all e'.Vr the girl, ettber, for though |8' notrfi coward, j£ isn't safe' in parts. Jut there" ha4 beep a mishap over j-fo'nl Tree Mine, and some 9? the •-'-" *•"'- " it juat happened 9P the place • $9 the m$ne, Tftere was two }n the J)Qtjse, l but they and Belle left at '-ej did baefc?! . li t ha^ft't been hef* ftffii, fcaid BUI. .'AHd i ain't going to slay mtteri Ib'ftteft Can you fuesS What I have borne for, MlBS Belie?' "Seiie tUHiefl faint, but Quickly S&id: ?' '1 suppbSe you have cotte to see father.*' "Theh tellt Iftufhed-heaHiiy, and Said: " 'No, 1 did hot I knew they had ail tone befofe 1 oafne. 1 want those nUg- 5 gets out of the chest, and then t want you, Belle Sloan. Who's hefts to hinder me from taking both ( 1 wonder?' "Then Belle said, as calmly as she could! " '1 suppose there's nobody to hinder you, Blllt but I hope you're going to act the gentleman.' " '1 hope so,' said Bills 'but I'll have to request you to get the key of the blue chest for me. 1 don't know where they keep It.' " 'What If I don't do it?' Bald Belle, looking up at him. "He smiled and laid his hand on the revolver in his belt, and said: "'I think you had better, Belle. I came-for It, and I am not likely to go Without it.' "Belle saw there was nothing for it, she being alone, but to pretend-she was going to surrender till she could hit on a plan. She wasn't going to give up the men's hard-earned gold, not she. But she had to appear as i< she were afraid, so she said: " 'Bill, I wouldn't give you that key. If I could help It. I want you to tell the men I didn't do it willingly.' "Bill laughed, and said: " 'When I see them, I will. Hurry up, Belle. It would be unpleasant for you If they came just now.' -'. "By that time Belle had hit on her plan. If she could only make It work. "There's 'a cupboard In that room, with a high shelf to; It, and on the shelf a box, where I keep my papers. She knew the key wasn't there, and she knew that she was dealing with the worst ruffian on.the plains, and If she tried to do anything and failed, her life -wasn't worth a red cent. If-she didn't try, she knew he'd keep his word about carrying her off. So, to sa.ve herself, and the boys' gold, she made up her mind to risk it. " 'Bill, 1 she said, 'I'll get the key, but you must lay down that revolver. I can't trust you.' : . " 'You want tb*triclCrrie;' said BUI. "'How could I?' asked Belle, as innocent as a lamb. 'You know I'm in your power, and you might be gentleman enough to lay down that revolver while I'm busy getting that key. 1 •: \. " 'Well, there, then!' said Bill putting his revolver-on the table close to> the cupboard door, not thinking ,. of any danger from the girl. ; " "She stepped and unlocked, the' door and reached up to the shelf. •" "'Father keeps the key In a blue tin box on that shelf,'she.said; 'but I don't believe I can reach"th'e shelf.' •',.•' "'Perhaps I can,' Bill said, grinning (he was a mighty tall fellow), so he stepped up, just as Belle wante^hlm to, for the instant he was inside the closeti she closed t the door to, locked'it, shot the bolt into the socket, and, stranger, she had him. "He began to curse and swear and fling himself against the door, but It was stout, and he-:hadn't much room, to work,.so it held tight. . "And Belle'• picked'-up his revolver and shot straight through the. keyhole!-'' not missing him an inch. • -" " Til shoot every time you stir!' she said. 'You know me. Bill Wilder, and you'have got sense enough to keep still when you are beaten. If you break "th§t door I'll shoot"you down! The men will settle you when they come.' , "And, stranger, that plucky little 'girl stood -guard over that wild rascal' till we did come. ' • .-• "Then there was a rare hubbub;"The girl and the gold all safe,-.and Red Bill a prisoner in the closet..-. "We gave him a coat of tar and#eath- ers, and ordered him out of camp."Some of the men wanted to, hang him, but Belle wouldn't let them,-, "They all put some money together and bought Belle the pretties}, pair of silver-mounted revolvers you ever saw, to show their gratitude. "But Red Bill has not been here since, and I don't think he is likely-to come again, • "Stranger, here comes the men, and there goes the supper bell," The Moat Costly Wine. The mpst costly wine in the world is that -contained In a cagk called the "Rose," jn the cellar of the town ball ot Bremen, It }s? RudesheJm Rhine wine of the year J653, ana the cask is replenished 'when .wine ]s dr^wn with carefully washed and dried gravel, The wine 1s fne color; of 'V 4ark beer and has a hard taste, but an indescribable aroma, It is nevej^eold, but given to t}»e sick of Bremen In very Small' quan- titles Q» production of a medical certificate, A bottle contaiuing eight glasses is estimated to be worth $4,,500,000, or |560 a drop, The only persons presented with a small bottle of this were the Emperors William I. and Frederick and Prince Bismarck, IT was Insulted today by w-Has he invented a new wfU'(i?*- N PW Ypj'k World. • -"MJUlonaire-rHoneety, jny son, Is always 'tf)0 best -pollpy, HJf> Son-^wpll, ;mjyhe it j8 fa lather,:fewt'»tui you've do.nji fi«t Stfiftf »fl**ta^-So6ttt Bering te* it* tJftfcn«it»*n «&»*-**ft* fcnnrck** Wilting, b*i fcaa Soi Steffi the -fide. , h Bttftfldf W t&i soiitta ef wus w*dttid M n!«8Stenf ;ift list city can . flliffe of fflrttiHlftlrt plftnic ' Odd IBe- i8d5.—in his tot toiday, t>f. ¥al* Mage chose a tritj- ftiehtous And aWfu) tbple: "The (Sates of Hell," the te*l selected beihg the fa- mlllaf passage in Matthew i«fl8: "*he gates of hell Shall Hot prevail against It." Entranced, unt-H we could endure h» more of the splendor, we have often •gaaed at the shining gates, the gate* of pearl, the gates of Heaven. But We are for awhile to look in the opposite direction, and see swinging open and shut the gates of hell. 1 remember, when the francp'Oer- man war was going on," that'l stood one day in Paris looking at the gates of the Tulllerles, and I was so absorbed In the sculpturing at the top of the gates "-the masonry and the bronze—that 1 forgot myself, and after awhile, looking down, 1 saw there were officers of the law scrutinizing nie, supposing, no doubt, I was a German, and looking at those gates • for adverse purposes. But, my friends, we shall not stand looking at the outside of the gates of, hell. In this sermon I shall tell you of both sides, and I shall tell you what those gates are made of. With the hammer of God's truth I shall pound on the brazen panels, and with the lantern, of God's truth I shall flash a light upon the Shining hinges. ; Gate this first: Impure literature. Anthony Cpmstock seized twenty tons of bad bookk, plates,,and letter press, and when our Professor Coc.hran, of the Polytechnic Institute, poured the destructive ! acids 'on- those plates, they smoked in the righteous annihilation. And yet a great deal of the bad'Jitera-' ture ..of the day is not gripped'of the law. I,t ie strewn 'In your parlbrs: it is in your, libraries. Some of your children read it.at night after they have retired, the gas-burner swung as near as possible to their pillow. Much of this literature is under the title of scientific Information. A book agent .with one of these infernal books, glosse^ over with scientific -ruMjuancIature, wenVintO;,.a;,hp- tel and sold In one day a liundred copies, and sold '. them all t<?-.women! .It is appalling that men and women who can get through their farjilly physician j all the useful information they may : need,..and without any.Cpontamlnatton, ' should wade chin deep through sucjy B.C- curSed literature under the plea of get- i ting'useful knowledge, and that prlnt- ing-ijressea, hoping to'be called decent, lend- : themselves to this Infamy.'"Fathers: and mothers, do not be deceived by 'the/title,'"medjcali,yvprks." Nine-tenths;, of those' books r 'cbme'iiot"-from ,the -lost wprld, though' they may have pn'them the narnes of the publishing houses of New York, Chicago, and Philadelphia. Then there is all the novelette literature of the day flung over the land by the million. As there'are good novels that are long, so I suppose there may be ,good novels that are short, and so there imay be a goo4 novelette, but it Is an .exception. ; ;No one—-mark this—no one j systematically reads the average nov- F'eiette of-this day arid keeps elther.-ln- • tegrity or virtue. The most of these novelette^ are written-By broken-down literary men for small compensation, on the principle that, having failed in literature elevated and pure, they hope to,, succeed in the tainted and; the nasty..' Oh! this is a wide gate of:hell, Every panel Is made out ot a bad book or' newspaper. Every hinge.is the inter- Joined : type of a corrupt printing-press. Every bolt or lock of'that gate is made out of;the plate of an unclean;pictorial. In other words, there are a million hien and women in the United, States -today .reading themselves into hell! When, in one" of our cities, a prosperous family fell into ruins through the ; misdeeds of one of its members; the amazed ^mother J s'ald' ^o/.the^o^cer.-of ^ the' law: ; '"Why, I never supposed the're'^wa's anything wrong. -I never thought there cquld be anything wrong." Then she ,sat weeping in silence for some time, .and said; "Oh!, I have got it now! •. I know, I know! I found in her bureau after she went away a bad book. That's what slew her." These leprous book- sellera have gathered up the catalogues of all male .and female seminaries in the United States, catalogues containing the names and residences of all the students, and circulars of death are sent to every one, without any exception, Can you imagine anything more deathful? The,re is not a young person, male or female, or an old person, who has.not had offered him or her a bad bopk or a bad picture. Scour your house to find out whether there are any of these adders-coiled on-your parlor center-tahl*, *pr qolled - amid,,- the toilet set on the dressing-case, J adjure you before the sun goes down to explore ypur family libraries with an inexorable scrutiny. Remember that on? bad book or bad picture may do the work for eternity. I want to arouse ail y»ur suspicions abput novelettes, i want to put yon on the watch against everything that may seem like surreptitious correspondence through the pouto^ee. I want yovj to understand that impure literature is one of the broadest, biggest, mightiest gates of the {oat, Gate the seconds The dissolute dance, Toil shaJJ not divert me'to the general subj,ept of <Jan4ng. Whatever you may think of the parlor dance or the methodic jn«Mon of the baity, to sound? of sic IB the family or the aosiaj am 09^ ,no.sy diapuisiajng. tip* Cation, j waflt,you,to yjjite ^|^ me jtl}! t § l ho,«r Jn j-eponMssing UIP JAP.* tftft'JftereMl y ' J J$ Is nesfl floj; sftly |o the Th«" attlfls of w"otMfi fof the feafs fiast "bets beiHttihlf and _ beyohd aftythTflf 1 faa¥e fehownl there are thoW wh« Will always thai Which ifr'right Ifttd the rtary and Indiscreet, f ch'afge Christian worried, heither by Style of dress not adjustment of apparel, to become administrative of evil, perhaps none else will dafe tbMeii you. So" 1 will tell yon that there are multitudes of men who owe their eterHal damnation to Whit has been at different times the boldness of Womanly attire. Show, trie the fashion- plates of any age between this and the time of Ldtils XVI, of France, and Heft* ry V1IL, of England, and I Will teii jrotl the type of morals of ImmoralS of that rfge or tfcat year. No exception to it Modest apparel mtfafts a righteous peo* pie, Immodest appafel always means a contaminated and depraved society. You Wonder that the city of Tyre was destroyed with such a terrible destruction. Have -you ever seen the fashion-plate of the city of Tyre?' I Will show It to you: "Moreover, the Lord salth. because .the daughters of Eton are haughty and 'walk with Stretched-'forth necks and Wanton eyes, walking and mlhclng as they go, and making a tinkling with their feet, In that day the Lord will take away the bravery of their tinkling ornaments about their feet, and their cauls, and their round tires like the moon, the rings and nose jewels', the changeable suits of apparel, and the mantles, and the wimples; and the crlsplng-plns." That Is the fashion-plate of ancient Tyre. And do you wonder that the Lord God In his Indignation blotted out the city, so that fishermen today spread their nets where that city once stood? Gate the fourth: Alcoholic beverage. Oh! the wlhe-cup Is the'patron of impurity. The officers of the law tell us that nearly all the men who go Into the shambles of death 'go in intoxicated, the mental and the spiritual abolished, that the brute may triumph. Tell me that a young man drlnka and I know the whole story. If he becomes a captive of the wine-cup he \r\\l become a captive of all other vices; only glye him time. No one ever runs drunkenness alone. That Is a carrion-crow that, goes In a flock, and when you see that beak ahead you may know the other' beaks .are coming—In other words, the wine-cup unbalances and dethrones one's better Judgment and leaves one the prey of all evil appetites that may choose to alight upon his soul. -There is not'a place of -any'-"kind 'of sin In the .United States today that does not find Its chlef'abettor In the chalice of Inebriety, There is either a drlnklng-bar before or one behind, or one above, or one underneath.' These people escape legal penalty because they are all licensed to sell liquor. The courts that license the sale of strong drink, license gambling-houses, license libertinism, .license disease, license death, license all sufferings, all crimes, all despoliations, all disasters,' all mur- iflgrs, all:.woe. .-I'ti.ls the courts:-and;the legislature that are swinging wide open •this grinding, creaky, stupendous gate of the lost. '.'•.. But you say, "You have described these gates of hell and shown us how they swing in to allow the entrance of the doomed. , Will you not, please, before you get through the sermon/ tell us how these gates of hell may swing out to allow. the escape of the, penitent ?V I reply, But -very few escape. Qf the thousand 'that KO, In. nine hundred and,,ninety-nine . perish. Suppose one of these wanderers should knock at - your door,'' would /you admit her? Suppose you knew -where 'she came, from, would you ask her to sit at your 'dlnlng-table? „Would you ask her /to become the; governess of your children? Would you Introduce her- among your acquaintanceships? Would you take the responsibility,of pulling on :the' : outi slde of the gate of hell while the pusher on the Inside of the gate is trying to get out? You would not, and not one of a thousand of you would dare to do so. You-would write beautiful poetry over her sorrows and weep, over her misfortunes, but give her practical help you never will. But you say, "Are there no ways by which the wanderer 'may escape?" Oh,,yes; three or four. The piie Is the sewing-girl's 'garret,' dingy, cold, hunger-blasted, But you say, ."Is there no other way for her to escape?" Oh, yes, Another way Is the street that leads to the river, at midnight, the-end of the city dock, the moon shining down on the water making it look so smooth she wonders if •Jt is deep enough, It is. No boatman near enough to bear the plunge. No watchman near enough to pick her out before she sinks the third time. No other way? Yes. By the curve of the railroad at the point where the engineer of the lightning express cannot see a hundred yards ahead to the form that lies across- the track. He may whistle "down brakes,", but not soon enough to disappoint the one who seeks her death. But you say, "Isn't God good, and won t he forgive? 1 ' Yes, but man will not, woman wjll not, sopisty will not. The church of'God says •it- will, but H will not. Our work, then, must be prevention rather than cure. Those gates of hell are to be prostrated just as certainly as God artd the Plble are trne, but It will not be done until Christian men ana women, quitting their prudery and squeamlshness In tuts matter, rally the whole Chrls- Vten sentiment of the Phuroh and as-, sail these peat evils of society. The Bjble utters Jts denunciation In this direction again and again, and yet the piety of ttyp flay Is such a pamby sort' of thing that yo.) even quote Scripture without somebody restjefts, 'As Jpng as this holy in tjie church of Qo4 I OP not the Mafltc that nif fit (ft the *mt *h«sH, With father 1 and mother, ftfti Wdrftnii^d tlod 1A the m&* «H<lHti. ¥ft« teffiefe bteif, ths Met Went rloWH the ftidle. She tfi htfh; "W^ tH6S8 wWdS ilie? Wfta .. the 0ecuH&rltli8 fd 6 wmin «t* ftwld h€f «6t» 3 fi6 fefteW n6t now W fc ftWpWrecftcd Sbiil, &Hd he ott Rhd he passed but. *he 1/oof oliowfid Ififo the street. "What Ate 1 yott dolts* here, Mtl?" said the police. "What are vau dolftf here tonight?" "Oh, 1 * She reeled, "t ^»fts In to warm myself,'' and theh ths ratUlhtt cough tame, and she held to the railing until the paro*yern tt&n over. She passed on down the street, falling frojn exhaustion; recovering herself again, until after a while she reached the outskirts of the city, and" passed on the country road. It seemed so familiar; she kept on the road, and she saw in the distance a light in the *lndow. Ah! that light had ' t.«en gleaming there every night since yhe went away. On that country road she passed until she came to the garden gate, She opened It and passed up the path where she played In childhood. She came to the steps and looked tji at the flre oh the hearth. Then she put her fingers to the latch. Oh, If that door had been locked she Would have perished on the threshold, for she was near to death! But the door had not been locked since the time she went away, She pushed open the door. She went in and lay down on the hearth by the flre. The old house dog growled as he saw her enter, but there was something In the voice he recognized, and he frisked about her until he almost pushed her down In his joy. In the morning the mother came down and she saw a bundle of rags on the hearth, but when the face was uplifted she knew it, and It was no more old Meg of the street Throwing her arms around the returned prodigal, she cried, "Oh. Maggie!'" The child threw lier arms around her mother's neck and said,. "Oh, mother!" and while they were embraced a rugged form towered above them. ,, ,. It t was, the; father. The severity all gone out of his face, he stooped and took her up tenderly 'and carried her to the mother's room and laid her down on mother's bed, for she was dying. Then the lost -one, looking up Into her mother's face, said: " 'Wounded for our transgressions and bruised for our. iniquities!' Mother, do you think that means me?" "Oh, yes, my darling," said the mother. "If mother is so glad to get. you back don't you think God Is glad to get you back?" 'And there she lay dying, and all their dreams and all their prayers were filled with the words, "Wounded for our transgressions and bruised for our Iniquities," -until, just before the moment of her departure, her face lighted up, showing the pardon of God had dropped upon her soul. And there she slept away on the bosom of a pardon- Ing Jesus. So the.Lo'rd took back one whom the world rejected. tH,e,m.QSt ogre, wave ot • of- . $ Popular' H.eaJ$i ,M&£ ^zjne ' ' r ' < ' , .wrt.wrpw to Honoring One's Parents. It -was an Interested and .Interesting group that were discussing all sorts of abstract subjects. one day in the drawing-room of a house where all things that affect human welfare are broueht ap for study and investigation. The talk had turned on the utterance of some celebrated man who had declared that he was a good boy who always spoke with affection and reverence of his parents. It is all' very well for children to honor their parents simply because they are suohj but the mere fact of parental .relation does not in our opinion 'furnish a full and sufficient reason in Itself for enthusiasm 'unless it Is backed by those sterling qualities that clear-headed, good-hearted, and honest youngsters can admire and respect. We' think It -is -safe -to say that 1 If more .men and wmoen would make themselves worthy of the love and pon- fldence of • thalr children, they would be much more likely to get them. Little ones have extremely keen eyes and sensitive -dispositions and temperaments. They know very well whether their .parents are up to standard or entirely lacking in the qualities that make them worthy of esteem and confidence. It is scarcely worth while to argue with a child ..on such : things, Love and respect can never be 'commanded or 'forced, '; if parents are honorable, upright 'and -just In their dealings with and In the presence of their children, they will have little to complain of. Not long since a young man was arraigned .before a Judge in a Western State, and charged with obtaining money under false pre^ tenses. The court asked how he came to fall Into such ways. He appeared embarrassed and troubled; but the Judge insisted on an answer, asking him directly how it happened that he thought such a course to be right. He finally admitted that he began such practices because .he thought it wa^ smart to do so, and, after some cross- questioning, said that when he was a youth hjs father was very fond of sharp practices in business, and generally managed to get the best of the bargain. He w^s tremendously elated over every success, -and used to boast Jn the family /how he got ahead of' the n»an with whom he was dealing. The boy had fol» lowed the same course in playing marbles and trading with 'the boys. He seemed to think he had done a very bright thing when he succeeded in getting fiffy dollars from a man on false pretenses., His moral sense was evidently not at" all keen, and on his own showing he was under direct obligation to his father for teaching him the way to defraud hi? fellows, There is ,a very broad and deep moral to this incident. and one that parents ougjjt never to Jose si^rht of.. Whether they ftre setting proper .example befw their cUil- and teftPhlng theiw to waljt in the ways they &&o,u.Jd go, jnatead of leading their miwd^ to dwell on, p}v*rp trices and lness/is ^inatlw of Intone impor-. e ' * ..... 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New Price $lfiO HARSFORDS, next best, $80 $60. 450 for boys' and girls' sizes. POPJ5 arpc. co. Hartford, Conn. BOSTON, OBIOAQO, MEW TOEK, (UN FBANCIBOO, rBOVIDENCE, BW-FiLO. An Art Catalogue of these famous ;ency,o .amps. ^LJJ ^1^ (• VCKfcCUUJfUV \J+ t**QOC J wheels at any Columbia Agency, or will be mailed for two a-cent stamps It is. not Paradise, Bllt- If you have some cash to spare and are willing to work, financial independence cannot be more surely secured than by buying a few acres of irrigated land in Salt River Valley, ^This.valley is-in Southern Arizona, and is noted for Jts flne semi-tropical fruits and superior climate, Horticulturists say that greater profits can be realized "here from oranges and grapes than' ip : Florida or California. Physi* cians assert that the warm, dry. bracjng climate excels jn healwg qualities -Itajy's'baim-, '. iest airs. The great bjizzard of 1895 did not blight the tender- est leaf in this.protecfcea,spo,t,v To get there, take SantaT'BV Route to Phpenix, A, T.,Yia Prescottand the new linens, F v P,&p.Ry t Address a, T. Nicholson, G. p. A,, Mpnftd' nock Bidg,, Chicago, for iliug^ trated fojders. They tersely teu the story of a remarkable country, Actual results arg • giyen-'no guesswork or hear» Kfty, It Is the Salt River Valley, ,. ''*& DISDN

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