Evening Star Newspaper, March 13, 1886, Page 3

THE EVENING STAR: WASHINGTON, D.C. SATURDAY, THE HERMIT OF HUNGRY GULCH, —_—-— BY A. A. HAYES, SSS AUTHOR oF “THE DENVER EXPRESS,” “rwo PARDS,” ETC. —_—_>—_—_ [ Copyrighted, 1886. All rights reserved.) ‘Times were hard in the camp; there was no denying it. very long before there bad been a “boom;” bat Mr. Levi, who Kept the elothing store on the main street and found much profit in that fleeting period of prosperity, had oracularly decjared it at an end. “I dell you vot it ish, poys,” hesaid one day, standing on the threshold of his roughly ded store. flanked on one side by a pendent suit of 5 plaid, and on the other by a pair Of overalls, “dot poom vash gone home. Old Cheyenne Joe, too, who had prospected With unfailing hopefuiness and habitual bad rtune since the earliest days of the Pike’s Peak exe: st, found the situation unprece- dentedly dolorous, laliow [ never see wuss times in Coloraydo sence we struck them sulphurets up to Clear ‘Creek in '64,” said he, as he sat on a broken chair in the “Delmonicoot the West” (soa di- Japidated saloon was grandly called). “Yes, Jun,” he added with an unwonted sigh, “I will take sugar this time.” ‘The camp was situated in a charmed region. It lay on the slope of a mountain, facing the West. A little beyond the group of houses this slope beeame abrupt—so abrupt that the valley below was outof sight of the town. Far beyond this valley, lifting its Jagged summits, bold and sharply defined, against the western sky, was the grand, majestic, solemn Sangre de Cristo. ‘The camp wore a dejected air. “The boys” had made a good fight, but nature was against them, and nature always wins in the long run. Down, deep down, through the flinty quartz the patient miners had chased the fleeting veins. Quartz, from the shareholder's point of view, represents outgo; veins, income. When, -sberefore, veins tip the beam, the company’s ‘inancial horizon Is touched with the rosy tint of dividends; when quartz, then gather the lowering clouds of assessments, often succeeded yy the thunderstorm of bankruptcy. The oursiana” had “shut down,” the “Bismarck” ceunged superintendents three times and then followed suit, and the two directors of the S Ariel,” who ‘came out trom New York to im ct the property, were obliged to pay the Shen's arrears out of thelr own" pockets before they were allowed to depart. All this time nature, so harsh to those who would wring her hidden treasures from her grasp, was tantallz- ing them with the most gorgeous of weather, When the air was electric, the peaks of the Sangre de Cristo seemed but baifa mile way, and the moon, throuzhoat the still, silent nights, softened all ‘the outlines, so sharp and clear in the daylight, and, casting its silver Sheen over the shabby and Unlovely buildings, ‘transigrmed them into fairy dwellings, Chefenne Joe was an authority in the camp, tke counterpart of the “tall of “49 and spring of’50” men in California; hence his despond- ent utterances deepened the gloom which had overhung th quenters of the singularly Imisnamed saioe: ome were young and Strong, With the ilush of health on their cheeks; others'old and gray, their faces furrowed with the deep lines of toil and eare. Flannel shirts alternated with overalls; caps of dubious hue anc texture rivaled seedy sombreros, curiously sgestlive of a joyous and axzressive past; and of aq) proportioned to ness of the times an aroma more pungent tble 1 the dingy room. There had @ sound of wheels, It was not ihe day when the nty mail; and. arrival of a special cited attention, for ous with’ the the bad habit best an unsat- its conventional use It nd illusivesigniticance, Never- st is always the coming aun to the ho er. It isa peculiarity ver mines that the more valuable is their omise the more anxious are their owners T people have tie opportunity of draw- Mit from. their development. Thus it is en the “ : t the prospect *b ductive, and the veins in short, theless the is most bloom- most se- pan ou’ sare boom: the most m of the blind faith and He is to them as 2 poor Pueblos of New Mexico; x qualid priest at Oid Pecos rises early and joks to the suprise for a sign of the Great Deliverer, so do the prospectors gaze long and earnestly up the mountain roads for the dust of the coming stages. When, however, times are bad, and the dump- heaps show jecessions, hone are sanguine enough to “look for the coming whieh may not ‘Lueky ior the boys if the sound of wheels ot the tax collector, or the sheriff ateh of foreclosed mortgages. None, asion bad left the hard ou to view the new comer; so he Teported himself. He entered the smoky room: @ stalwart, active, cheery young fellow; he saluted the company and he took a seat. No ‘One present seemed, at first, to know him: but Cheyenne Joe’s face showed an effort to recall Als personality. At last he rose and approached hum. “I've seed yer betore, pardner,’ said he, “pat I disremember whar on airth it uz.” The new couter met his searching look with half a emite. “{ aim not likely to forget the time or place of our meeting, Mr. Cannon,” said he. “I'm not quite so much of a teudertoot as Iwas on the Hillerion trail one summer afternoon “By thunder!” ejaculated J cap on the back of bis head, * feller thet I've been thinkin” about many a me sence I sed good-bye to yer up to Lead- | Yitic. Gimme a shake 0” yer hand, pard. Wiy, your ain't a tenderfoot wath a cént just now.” Boys,” he went on, as he turned to the alientive group in the Saloon, “thars more'n one kind of tenderfoot, but blame me ef this ere one dian t lay over any I ever mall Imy lite. Yer boys, I wuz comin’ from the Gunnison with some fellers, an’ we | warn't fur from Leadville when we heerd some on a-callin’; an’ we stopped, an” we see this yere man, an’ a boy with hin, a-beckonin’ to us. When th: ¥ come up we larned thet Some small-souled cusses up to Hillerton hed told the boy he could walk easy from thar to Leadville in a day, an’ some of the same kind hed told this chap he could walk from Leadville to Hillerton. Wa’al, this man b ted, an’ he lost the trail "an’ wandere ‘an then, he met the boy, who bed rnin’ an’ hedn’t hed nothin’ what would 0° happened to come along. The boy told me he wuz like to drop when they come to- ether au he asked the man ef he could give him some grub, an’ you bet my pard here, 5 ht sort; for sez hi aleerd we're both of us gone up, one sandwich, an’ I'll givey er half an he wuz nly expressed com- 2 made a suggestion as the drinks,” he called it . The visitor, ‘well aware th al ethiesof the mountains uupanied Then the the hardy -shdes and necessary and ac- r hard and stirring dwellers in towns talk of © little Variations in their num-drum ex- “say. Joe,” at last said the new-comer, “per- haps you can Lelp me. I'm pret down ut Denver, but I've been putting in all the time astill hunt after an old fellow e Out here from the ‘d got at loggerheads With things about bitn, and one day be pulled up takes and went fellow knew For some p jar reason,” he sintied i've been anxious to find Ibave hunted high and low, but up to ynth Teouldn’t geton his trail. About however, I struck a drummerin Who saw an old chap up here that seem- ike him. You see, he's sure to have changed his name and not to call himself by bis real one, ch is Ephraim Wilson, and——” -phratm,” interrupted Joe,who had listened with much interest, “why, tle short tor Eph- Taita is Epb., an’ jest ez sure ez ye be asettin’ thar, I ve uve struck the old cuss, livin’? f old termit, upin Hungry Thar ain't one of the boys ezever in a conscious wa; him. wed his real name, but what every blamed one of i bim 3 “Uncle Eph.’ They've been @ helpin’ him when they got aschance— which aint often, yer know, ‘cause he’s ez proud €z Cwsar and don’tiet on when he's pretty nigh busted. He jest keeps to himself Up in bis little one-hoss exbin, and goes totterin’ aout prospeclin’ Iu a lonesome sort o' & Just 4s Ir be Lean’t no heurt in the thing.” “Come along with me, if you've nothing bet- ter to do,” said the new comer, and they bade the group good-night. 2 “It's curious, Joe.” continued Williams, they walked towards the litte inn, “that you should bave remembered the youngster that was with me on the Hillerton trail that day; out of Lhat meeting way, yp him. ds, he od Ephraim p, and ‘he has a sister—wel cau talk to aitiend like you about her. aes as pretty @ little blue-cyed creature as you'd mect ip asummer’s day; and when [ first saw her it was all up with me, as sure’s I'm a living u. You see, Mr. Wilson lived ina town in New Hampshire aud was pretty well fixed, hay- business. ing a kud of bank and doing a He was areal proud, high-spirited chap, bat a good, loving father —— Soca ipe lidren. Oue day bis purtner disuppeared, Ing a pile of money whl m, and it broke the oid man. | up. “He managed to pay everything the bank owed, and no right-minded person really “ought he Was the least to blame. Some mean cuss, however, slarted @ story about bim,and be heard it, and it was what you might call the last straw; for it worked on his mina until he was half crazy; and one day be broke out aud ssid be would hot live any longer in the town, He children under the care ot his sister ay, saying be would come back When he could set binaseif ht. His friends dic their best to stop him, but he told them he Would die or go mad if he stayed. He'd not been gone a very long time before a letter eame to the eulidecu from the partne: who bad run away. “9 you're the | ivvyin’ with bim when | } | | in dwelt an importan| | the | me: | He’ It seems he had been @ bad way and him but to run, speculating and got in ‘ht there was nothiug for Francisco, fove gall for his. life; and and had a close cal an he had time to think over his waysand what he'd done. Well: to make along story short, he'd struck tt rich out there,and he sent them all be’d carried off, and a document clearini the old man’s name beyond a whisper. course the boy and his sister were wild to find their father, and nothing would satlafy the girl, but to start out and look for him. The} ma: toget some trace of his going Wesi id they came out to Denver. They made friends wherever they went, and they've been taken mighty good care of, but they only think ofone thing night and nd that’s to find the old gentleman. The boy had got what he thought a clue, which took him to Hillerton that time I met him, but he didn’tcome toany- thing. I went to Denver with him, and he introduced me to his sister and then"—a blush came to his brown cheek—“ever since that time I've been just as anxious as they to find their father, To tell you the truth, I’ve just a little hope that if I ‘should come across him alive and well, Susie—that’s her name, bless her little heart—would marry me. I'm in a good business and getting ahead, and I'd be the happiest man in the world if Teould win such a prize as that. Do you know, she and her brother are not far off, They're down in a ranch in the valley, and I'd like to have you see them in the morning. I'll tell you what Joudrive down with me after 1, an 1e delight to meet you.” ““Waval, pard.” replied Joe, “1 aln’t much of « lady's man, but Twill go with yer ez sure ez you're alive. I'd like to see the little an’ ef ‘She'll give me some p'ints about her dad, I kin tell her in two shakes ef be is Uncle Epti, or ef he ain't.’ “That's a capital idea,” said William. “Some- how I feel it in my bones that it’s he, and that we're going to be Successful, and that I'll be the happlest man this side oft = “I'm with yer, pard, thar,” said Joe, “an’ what's more, I allow thet ef yer strikeastreak of good luck, it would sort o’ lap over on the camp, an’ you bet we need it bad enough. Yer see, luck’s the queerest thing in the world. When yer think ivs come to stay, itll desert yer quicker’n a wink; an’ when ye're pretty nigh layed out, some little thing’ll bring it right ck. When yer come in that saloon to-night with yer jolly face, among all them fellers that’s been “awaitin’ an’ a hopin’ till they hedn’t no heart left, it come tome straight thet suthin’ ood wuz agoin’ to happen—an’ now yer’ve told me thet thar’sa pretty little gal a-comin’ in among the busted crowd in this yere camp— why, pard, I’m sartin of it.” ‘The rays o: the next morning’s sun, gleam!i over the smooth eastern hills, had torn the vei of shadow from the lowest of the western peaks, when an old man pushed open the clumsy, creaking door of a log cabin and, with halting’steps, crossed the threshold. It should here be said that no one has known the full joy of living until he has done just this simple ‘thing—opened the door of a Colorado house on @ perfect Colorado morning. This is not the as- sertion of a garrulous traveler from distant Jands, secure from contradiction. tor you can try it for yourself in three days’ time, and the door need not be that of a log cabin, but even the ornate portal of a Dever hotel, with an omnibus standing before it. All the modern improvements in the world cannot affect the Tare quality of the air, and a certain sober, md- die-aged scribe, whom chance sent thither some ears ago, has told his friends at the club at east sity times that emerging from a Denver hostelry in the first si Of the depression fol- lowing a breaktast wretched by salaratus bread and infamous coffee, he has found him- self breathing such a chainpagne atmosphere that he has conceived an insane desire to tra- verse Larimer street with a hop, skip and jump. Whatever impulse he of the’ log cabin may have felt, he made no sign. ‘The sun lit up bi thin gray hair, his sombre face, his bent figure. The life-giving breeze waved the ends of the silk handkerchief tied loosely round his neck. He shaded his eyes with his hand and looked down the narrow valley in whieh his log cabin stood. “Hungry Gulch,” they called it. Why. noone knew. Apart ‘from its. sur- roundings and under an ordinary sky it would | have shown tew attractions, but this morning the short crass, the out-cropping rocks, the sbabby cabin, bad abstract @ subtle form of color and softencd outline from the overeharged atmosphere. The old man saw nothing of this, ‘down on his luck;” and to one in this condition it isa kind of personal affront that the sun shines and the birds sing. He was brooding—had been brooding as long as he could remember. He had prospected until his old bones ached, without making the ghost of a “strike.” Once he had been well and happy; but luck was against him, and at 65 he was lonely, poor and rheumatic, and living in a mean "log house in Hungry Gulch, "To be sure, he had himself norte to blame for his resent discomforts. It has been the fashion of jate years to idealize the western miner; and he is far from an ideal being. He has many faults, but he has one shining virtue; he is as kind to his needy companions as heart could | desire. The prosperous mountain dweller may care for himself, the “busted” man will never lack a helping hand as long as there is a blan- ket or piece of salt pork in the camp. Uncle Epi shouldered his pick and limped across the hills until he reached the point where he had been working the day before. Alter resting awhile he began plying the pick nd continued bis labor at intervals for some time. At last he sat down and leaned inst the rock, tired and discouraged. As he did so two men came quickly toward him and stopped a little way off. ‘They watched him a8 he reclined listlessly, pick in hand. Ere long he began chipping at a small boulder. A chance blow detached a piece of sheil from its surface. He picked it up and examined it, carefully but languidly. It was sometime before he rose, drove a couple of stakes in the ground, and walked slowly towards the town. ‘The two men advanced; they were Cheyenne Joe and his friend from Denver. “Poor old chap,” said the former, “I wonder if he allows he’s madea strike. ‘Thar ain't a man in the camp ez would grudge it to him; but tg chances is agin him in this yere place, I heerd one of them scientific sharps from New York thet come here a year ago By, thar ought to be @ saow for what_he called “chlorides” ‘round here. But don’t take much stock in them fellers, an’ I'd a good sight sooner trust an old miner than the t of em, with their book-larnin’. Let's see whar he goin’. Around the hills and across the gulches, al- ways with faltering steps, the old man wended bis way toa small a building, where- character In the mining He was there but a few mo- camp, the assay ver. | ments; then the two men, who had kept him | im view, saw him come out and wearil is iy plod his home. They entered the rude ing, Where the expert was busy With bis es, Professor,” ejaculated Joe, “I want to introduce you’to my friend, Mr. Williams, of Denver.” “The men shook’ hands. “Him an’ ‘me's been a lookin’ at Uncle Eph unbe- known to him while be wuz a chippin’ away at boulders. Did he bring yer a speci- Yes,” said the assayer, of ore, and said he’ could towards build el “he brought a piece ‘d leave it here until he alse the money to pay for the assay. soqueer,he wouldn’t walt for me totel] him Id gladly make it and let him pay when he rae able. it’s pretty hard work-trying to help 2 Williams drew his wallet from his pocket and laid a bank note on the table. “You are very good,” suid he, “but I have an interest in the old man and I shall gladly pay your bil’, We will call for the assay this after- At about the time the old man came in the morning to his door, as just narrated, Williams | and Joe were approaching the ranch house in | | | | white hand in the friendly the valley. They bad driven down the steep road through the pi Fees, crossed a creek on a rude bridge and followed the whee’ tracks on the crisp grass. There came to meet them a Youth, and the “pretty little blue-eyed crea. lure.” Pretty, indeed, was she, and would hav? been in far more critical eyes than those of the old prospector. With true native poilte- ness he doffed his rusty hat and took her little nd respeettul clasp of bis brown and rough one. To this day ol Joe talks of her. “I’m 63 years old,” he once told a friend, “an’ T've tramped from the Wind River Mountains to the Rio Grande, an’ I’ve been in ’Frisco, an’ St. Louis an’ Denver; an’ I allow I never see such a pretty sight in all my life. It jest broke me all up, an’ don’t yer forgit it. Why, I allow et I was a young feller an’ she'd look at me with them eyes o' hern, ez blue as the sky over the range in October an’ ez clear ez the mountain streams up to timber line—an’ beckon’ with thet little white hand, I'd foller her to the end ofthe airth, Sez1(to'myself, yer know), Little Daisy, yer’ve got a young ieiler thet loves ye an’ BSF Hood ex gold an’ ex trus ex steel: aa’ per. haps yer ain't got no need of the sarvices of old Joe Cannon; but ef yer have, why count him in every time. He’s old an’ stiff, an’ what with hard work, an’ bad grub an’ mountain fever, he ain't whathe wuz; but thar’s life in the old man Vit, an’ he couldn't make no better use of It than tn dotm’ is level best to help yer.” The blue eyes grew brighter as Miss Susie talked to the old man. There could be no oubt; the description tallied pertectly; Uncle Eph Was her father. It was arranged that the party should go to the camp at once; and the irl and her brother remain at the hotel while Villlams and Joe decided on a favorable oppor- ortunity of breaki the good news to the ermit. ‘They, learned that he had gone pros. pecting, and ‘they bad resolved, on ‘it sudden mpulsé, to await the result of the assay before speaking to him. seh Bey left the office they met an 1l-looking fellow who passed them without recognition. Joe looked sharply at htm. “Thet thar feller looks sort o° familiar to me,” said he, “He's a stranger in the camp, but I allow I've seen him before.” The sun had nearly run mis Coes course and was descending on the sumuaits of the western mountains, when the old man again crossed the threshold of his cabin, and again shaded his eyes with bis hand and looked down the rude path. This time he saw a inan upproach- ing, but too far away to ‘distinguish bis face. He returned to his cabin, at the door of which he soon heard a knock. "A stranger entered— & person of forbidding rance. “You are the man they call Uncle Eph, ain't ur” said he. The old man nodded. “Just so. ey cail you Unele Eph, but you really are i. ¥. Wilson, Jaie banker at ——— ‘New Hamp- shire—casé of failure and detalcation—susplelons circumstances. I've suadowed you and worked up the points against you. rhe old man turned pale. He dia Not see that had closed, had the door, which the stranger been opened very slightly. ‘The mun went on. “I ought to take you up uow, but I don’t ‘want to be too hard on you. Give me the claim you've just staked out and I'll let you off.” The old man never had a chance to The door was suddenly pushed open, Joe non entered, shut it again and set’ his back for comin’ in without knock- “but P “Meg yer pardin’ in’ ,” sald he, "ve been on the trail of " > of es man ‘inat's talkin to yer, of ‘There was a delightful “Ez T understand the mat- Sian pee eens eee rer do yer harm, an’ wants yer Bim om ‘Now neve what call plasinr it dows pretty low, seein’ thet this yer man’s @ dead t Of the wust sort. When I fust see him I alloweg I knowed him, but it only come to me who hé wuz when I see him hangin’ round the assay office. No, sir”—his voice had taken on a sharp ring, and his hant went behind his hip, “don rr make a move raw, Tve selfeocker, an’ you ain’t, an’ I'll let Gaylight through yer in a second. Now you've waked up the wreng crowd to talk black-mail to, you derned claim-jumper. I know yer, an’ yer doin’s down to the San Juan country; an’ ef I Was to say jest onc word to the boys, yer know what'd happen to yer. Ef I ever seo yer near this camp again, I'll say thet word Jest ez sure ex yer live. Now git! e man slunk away in a moment, “Yer see, Uncle Eph,” said Joc, “things hez taken a turn in this yere pre to-day, an’ folks 4a feelin’ pretty good, an’ It ain’t wuth dis- turbin’ that feelin’ for all that mean cuss’s skin's wath. Say, Uncle Eph, when I was coiain’ up the gulch an’ a reflectin’ on the hard. luek you'd hed, [sort 0” got t6 thinkin’ of the Story the missionary told the camp, the last Sun- day he was here; about an old feller named Job who hed a heap of troubles—a good sight more’n yon, pard; an’”—he paused a moment, seeing a sort of eager look gaining on the be- wilderment expressed in the old man’s counte- nance, It was too late to stop; his quick ear caught the rustle of a dress behind the door; he mide the plunge. “Wa’al, arter a while things come better for old man Job. [ don’t know ex- actly how it wuz, but ez nigh ez I kin tell it, jest as a cuss who'd overheerd the talk ot his friends in the te was a tryin’ toskeer him, he larned that all the things he’d lost hed come to him—an’ more, Leen Fae name—an’ money—an’ best of all—but blame me if she ain’there to speak forherself.” And in a second pretty Susie Wilson was in her father’s arms; and old Joe, for the first time in many years was obliged to put his bandana handkerchief to his eyes, Half an hour had passed in eager inquiries and mutual explanations, when Joe rose to his full height and began to speak in an orator- ical manner—contrasting curiously with his dialect—and emphasizing portions of his dis- course by sweeping estures of his right arm. “Uncie Eph,” said he, “I allow it’s time £ hed the floor, an’ I’ve’ suthin’. to tell yer. When yer come to this yere camp yer struck itin a streak of ez bad luck ez I ever see; but thar ain’t no luck so bad thet it wouldn’t change when such a sweet little beauty as yer darter thar come into the camp; an’ sure enough it hez changed, an’ for this time, Old man, Tallow yer luck laid ’way over old man Job’s; for I never heerd thet when he wuz @ prospectin’ he struck it rich; but blame me et you hev’nt done it this time.” He held up the assayer’s report. “Yer've struck them chlorides, | sure, an’ you bet We're agoin’ to hev a boom thet'll jest lay over any boom you ever see.” Hearing a noise he went to the window. “By thunder,” he cried, “ef here ain’t the whole camp a iurned out an’ marchin’ upto pay thelr Tespects!”” ‘As soon as the news of Uncle Eph’s strike was telegraphed the preliminary inquiries of the eager capitalists came back over the wires. The stage next day brought two of these gentry who had been tarrying in Denver, and a week's time saw what the miners called “‘store clothes” ‘as plenty as claim stakes, Uncle Eph sold his mine speedily. The capitalists who failed to se- cure it were crazy to buy something as much like it as possible; so many languishing claims were converted’ into solid cash, and, sure enough, the long-looked for boom came, and “came to stay.” When, therefore, Uncle’ Eph took his departure the Whole population turned out to give him a“send oi Cheyenne Joe went to Denver with the party by special invi- tation, and, as the stage started, he rose in his place by the driverand called tor three rousing cheers for the “old man.” Unele Eph, proposed to call his mine the “Good Luck,” but the purchasers gave it a far more pretentious name, Then they formed an immense company to represent ii, and issued beautitully-engraved certificates of’ stock up to figure large enough to make a considerable hole in the national debt. ‘Then they sold this stock “short” and cornered,” and finally man- aged to make such a mess of the whole thing that it would be an uncommonly good plan for you, gentle reader (1nind, this 18 quite between ourselves), to let it severely alone. ————-+ee- Carcassonne. (From the French of Gustave Nadaud by John R. ‘Thompson.] “I'm growing old, I've sixty years; T've labored all my life in valny ter,”* he went on, “th Im ail that time of hope aud fears" iL ve fa my dearest wish to gain; rell that here below there is for none, y prayer will ne'er fulfilment kbow— never have seen Carcassoune, Thever have seen Carcassonuel ‘You see the city from the hit}, It les beyond the moutitai And yet to reach it one must still Five long aad weary leazues pursue, And te return, as many more! Ab! had the vintage plenteous grownt ‘The grapes withheld its yellow stores I shal: not look on Carcassonne, I shail not iook on Carcassonne! ‘They tell me every day is there Not more nor less than Sunday gay; In shining robes and garments ‘The people walk upon thelr way; One gazes there on custle walls As grand as those of Babylon, A bishop and two generals’ ‘Ido not know fair Carcassonne, Ido not know fair Carcassonne! ‘The vicar’s right: he says that we Are ever wayward, weak and bling; ‘He tells us in his homily Ambition ruins all mankind; ‘Yet could £ there two days have spent, While still the autumn sweetly shone, Ab, me! I might have died content ‘When I had looked on Carcassonne, ‘When I had looked on Carcassonne! ‘Thy pardon, Father, I beseec! In this my prayer if I offen One something sees beyond his reach ‘From childhood to his journey’s end. My wife, my little boyzAlgnan, Trave travelled evento Narbonne; ‘My grandchild has se-n¥Perpiguan, ‘And T have not seen Carcassonne And I have not seen Carcassounel So crooned, one day, close by Limoux, ‘A peasant, double bent with axes Hp my friend. sald: ith you “igo upon this pilgrimaze.™ We left next morning his abode, But (Heaven forgive hint!) halfway om ‘The old man died upon the road: He never gazed on Carcassonne. Each mortal has his Carcassonne! blue, Are Niagara Falls Receding? ‘From the Buffalo Commercial, March 3. The question of the rate of recession of Niagara Falls has often been discussed. In a recent issue of the Pittsburg Dispatch Mr. Bal- lou treats the matter as a popular fallacy, and Says there is no perceptible retrogression of the falls, taking them as a whole. It is true that in one place—the Horseshoe—the recession is vis- ible. This only indicates that the falls are swinging around Goat Isiand, and will make that a truly wonderful natural structure some day, with perpendicular walls and @ roaring circular canon around it, In order to reach Buffalo the falls must dis- place about twenty-five cubic miles of the hard- est limestone rock—a rock that looks as if it had actually been melted and poured into its place. Twenty-five cubic miles of rock would be ‘sufficent. to construct all the buildings on garth and then rebuild them several times. The face of the entire falls is about one mile long and about 400 feet high above and below the high water. If we accept the average wear along the entire face of the fall at one-inch Dae year we have an annual displacement $8,000 cubic feet of rock, an amount enormously’ too large. At this obviously too great annual rate of recession, the falls have been over 1,700,000 Years in arriving at thelr present posliion, and will require over 3,000,000 years to get to Buffalo. oe John Barroughs on the English Spar- For ‘From the New Haven Palladium. We are permitted to copy the following letter, which was written toa lady in this elty by one of the best known American naturalists in re- sponse to a note of hers enclosing clippings from The Palladium regarding the English spar. Tow. No one ever accused John Burroughs of cruelty to birds. He is marked among all his contemporary writers on the subject for his u usual warm-heartedness and love for every de- cent member of the bird family, His booksand Papers upon birds are read wherever English Publications circulate. Therefore, he speaks with authority, Here is his letter: West Park, N.Y., Feb. 17.—I have read with much interest the discussion of the sparrow question, in the clippings from The lium which you have sent me. I find that people over the country are waking up to the fact that the sparrows are a nuisance and must be put down. When they ask me whut is to be done, Lreply, “Kill’em, and make ‘em into pot-pies.” Four and twenty sparrows baked in. ore make an excellent dish, for I have tried it. ‘ill all the sparrows I can—shoot them with fine shot— and they are becoming very shy about my premises. In the city I should advise you to forego the pot-pie and poison them; soak oatmeal or bread crumbs in @ solution of arsenic or strychnia, and sprinkle $t In your yards, oron your house- toy or in the middle of the streets. This method would soon fix them. “In. sheer #elt-d fense the people of towns and cities will have tw do something of the kind before long. Very sincerely, Jounx Burnovans, +2. Tee Cream at the Theater. From the Boston Herald. Probably it can never be done, but what a re- freshing innovation on stiff Boston propriety to serve ices and creams at a little stand in thé great foyer of the Boston theater between the acts! The millenium will arrive before this “happy thought” can penetrare the crust of con- ventionality, butif it once should, theater-goers will wonder Se bebe peers to neglect an opportunity that lay directly in the high road of the evening's amusement, ‘Men don't cream between the acts, though it would ‘be ‘better for them. than what. the do RELIGIOUS NOTES, — The members and friends of Zion Union A. M. E. mission responded last Sunday very lib- erally toa call for money. Of the few members connected with this mission, theservices closed with the sum of $86.09. * ~ —The theoldgical department of Howard ‘University numbers fifty-two stadents, of whom sixteen are in the senior ace Pmes is the largest number of student whic! ever been in this deparunent. The farulty bave ad- vised many applicants not toenter, and have Tefused some. 4 Rev. Dr, John P. Lustin has removed from Philadelphia to this city. ea — Bishop Neely, of Maine, will be in Phila- aciphin ee ihe hsainder et the month. —The Free Baptists and the Christians (Dis- ciples) will, it is said, soon unite in one body. — The Christian Dakota Indian young men have formed eleven “Kosha Qkodakiciye,” which is the way they call their T. M. C. A. —Mrs. Perry and other Faith Healers are holding a revival at Upperville, Fauquier county, Va, 1—It is stated that in seventeen years more than $600,000 of the church ¢ebts of the aa churches of Brooklyn have been — The Methodist conference of sputhern New Jersey will have an increase of 1,500 mem- bers from converts of this winier’s revival meetings, — Bishop Stevens, P. E., of Philadelphia, has improved greatly in health since hb has been at Old Point Comfort, and expects to return to his post about April 1st. ~— Rev. Charles J. Wood, formerly assistant Fector at St, Stephen’s church, Philadelphia, has received and accepted a call to St. Paul's church, Lock Haven, central Pennsylvania, —Rev. George M. Clickner, rector ot the Re- ed Episcopal Church of the Redeemer, Balthmore’ hae resigned, the. aninisiry of the Protestant Episco} ehurch, —The pastor of the Methodist Episcopal church at Parksville, N. ¥., J. Lee Gamble, re- fuses to accept the pension to which he is enti tled, because the money is the revenue derived from taxes on whisky and tobacco, —At the quarterly meeting of the Episcopal convocation at Louisville, Ky., all the rectors signified their willingness to do mission me in the aaa towns a the Giccerce Bares ere were no Eplscopal ministers, to their regular parish work. — Ordinations will take place at the Cathedral of Sts, Peter and Paul, Philadelphia, on Thurs- day, Friday and Saturday mornings, the 18th, 19th and 20th instants. On the last named date four of the Overbrook seminarians will be elevated to the dignity of the priesthood. — Rev. Dr. Howard Smith has resigned the charge of the reformed Episcopal church of the Atonement, Brooklyn, to enter upon the duties of professor in the divinity school of that church in New York. — Rev. William J.Frost, late of Trinity church Wilmington, Del.,bas been elected rector of the Church of the Advent at Kennett Square, and St. John’s chureh, New London, Chester county, Pa, —Mr. Julius A. Herold was, at his own re- quest, dismissed at a meeting of the Presby- tery of Westminster, held in Lancaster, Pa., to the Presbytery of Mahoning. He has received scall to the Belmont avenue church, Youngs- town, Ohio. ———_+e-_____ . Dinner-Table Novelties, From Harper's Bazar. One would think that modern luxury had reached its ultimatum in the delicate refine- ments of dinner giving, but each dinner table reveals the fact that this is an inexhaustible subject. The floral world is capable of an in- finity of surprises, and the last one is a cameo of flowers on a door, shaped like a four-leaved clover. The guests are thas assured of good luck. ‘The horseshoe having been so much used that it is now almost obsolete, except in Jewelry, the clover leaf has come in, A very beautifal dinner far up 5th avenue had this winter &n entirely new idea, inasmuch as the flowers were put overhead. The delicate vine, resembling green asparagus in its fragility, was suspended [rom the chandelier to the four cor- ners of the room, and on it were hung delicate roses, lilies-of-the-valley, pinks and fragrant jasmine, which sent down their odors, and oc- casionally dropped themselves into a lady’s me This is an exquisite bit of luxury. ‘hen the arrival, two months before Easter, of the fragrant beautiful Easter lilies has added ® magniiicent and stately effect to the central bouquets. It has been found that the island of Bermuda is a great reservoir of these bulbs, which are sent up, like their untragrant rivals: the onions, bg the barrelful. Even a piece of a bulb will produce trom three to five lilies, so that these fine flowers are more cheap and plenty in January than usually in April. A. dining-room, square in shape, bung with richly embroidered old-gold tapestry, with around table set for twenty, with silver and glass and a great bunch of lilies and green ferns in the middle, and a “crazy quilt” of flowers over one’s head, may well reproduce the sense of dreamland which modern luxury is trying to follow. Truly we live in the days of Aladdin, Six weeks after the ground was broken in Secre- tary Whitney’s garden in Washington for bis baiLroom, the company assembled in a mag. nificent apartment with fluted gold ceiling and crimson brocade hangings, bronzes, statues and Dresden candlesticks, and @ large wood fire at one end, in which I six feet long were burn- ing—all’ looking as {f it were part of an old baronial castle of the Middle Ages, ‘The florists will furnish you red clovers in January if you give your order in October. Great bunches of flowers, of a pure scarlet un- mixed with any other color, are very fashiona- ble, and the effect in a softly lighted room is Most startling and beautiful. ‘The lighting of rooms by means of lamps and candles is giving hostesses great annoyance. There ts scarcely a dinner party but the can- dles set fire to their fringed Shades, and a@con- flagration ensues. Then the new lamps, which give such a resplendent light, have been known to melt the metal about the wick, and the con- sequences have been disastrous, The next move Will probably be the dippiug of the paper ia some asbestos or other anti-inflammable.sub- stance, so that there will be no danger of fire at the dianer table. The screens put over the can- dies shoutd not have this paper fringe: it is very dangerous. But if a candle screen takes fire, Fave the coolness to let it burn itself up with: out touching it a8 thus it will be entirely innoo- uous, although rather appalling to look at, Move a plate under it to catch the flying rahe pentane no barm will be done; but a well- intentioned effort to blow it out or to remove it generally results in a very much more wide- spread conflagration. China and glass go on improving; and there are Jewelled goblets and center pieces of yellow glass covered with gold and what looks ike Jewels. Knives and forks are now tobe had with crystal handles set in silver, very orna- mental and cleav-looking; these come from Bohemia. ‘The endless succession of beautiful es aré more and more Japanese in tone. Satsuma vases and jugs ure often sent toa lady, full of beautiful’ roses, thus making a anne souvenir of what would be a perishable gitt. These Satsuma jugs are excellent things in which to plant hyacinths,and they look well in the center of the dinner table with these flowers growing in them. Faded flowers can be entirely restored to freshness by clipping the stems and putting them in very hot water; then set them away from the ga aud turnace heat, and they come on the dinner table fresh for several days after thelr disappeatance in disgrace as faded or jaded bouquets. Flowers thus restored have been put in @ cold library, where the water, once hot, has frozen stiff, and yet have borne these two extremes of temperature without loss of beauty—in fact, have lasted presentably from Monday morning to Saturday night, What flowers cannot stand is the air we all live in—at what cost to our freshness we find out in the spring—the overheated furnace and gas- laden air of the modern dining-room. The se- cret of the hot water treatment is said to be this: The sap is sent up into the flower Instead of lingering in the stems. respond to this treatment wonderfully, The fashion of wearing low-necked dresses at dinner has become so pronounced that the Moralists begin to issue weekly essays agalust this revival as if ithad never n done before, Our virtuous grandmothers “would be as: tonished to hear that their ball dresses (never cut high) were so immoral and indecent." ‘The fact remains that a sleeveless gown, cut in & Pompadour form, is tar more of @ revelation of figure than a low-necked dinner dress properly made. There is no line of the figure so dear 15 the artist as that one revealed from the pape of the neck to the shoulder. A beautiful back is the delight of the sculptor. No lady who un- Gerstands the fine art of dress would ever have her gown cut too low; it is ugly besides being immodest. The persons who bring discredit on fashion are those who misinterpret it. The traly GrUistic modiste cuts. a low-necked dress to Te. Veal the fine lines of the back, but it is never la France cut too low in front, ‘The excessive heatof an American dining-room makes this dress very much more comiortable than the high dresses wich were brought “in soveral ago, ® princess had which she wished to disguise. Rees Xe fpiminations yagalust fashion have ever effected retorms. We must take find it, and strive to eo mould dress £0 style, Hot slavishly adhering to,out Tespecttully following, tho reigning na that “all weitt dicts gate eerINS und edicts agaii ruler of the world are like ‘sunbeams falling oa stone wall, ‘The sunbeams Vaulsh, Stone wall remains, = ~ ‘he modern married belle ata dinner ts apt to be dressed in white, wi 4 ming, with feathers in her halk een’ aye monds on her neck and arms, brown Swedish gloves drawn fers; a feather fan of ostrich, hangs her side by a ribbon or a chain of diamondsand, ‘he long brown Swedish gloves are an maly; they do not sult the rest of this ex: ut fashion decrees that they shall and therefore they are worn. in the hair has ta aie ‘acq Op} nity to know each other We have spoken of the dress of indica, which, if we were to pursue, would lead _usinto all the details of velvet, satii be infringti dinner. ‘The vests are cut very’low, and exhibit a pique embrold. ered shirt front’ held by one stud, general A cat'seye; however, three studs are permissi- bie. Waite plain pleated Unen, with enamel studs resem bling linen, is also very fashionable. few young men, sometimes called dudes—no one knows why—wear pink coral studs or pearls, generally black is. Elderly gentle- men content themselves with plain pleated shirt fronts and white ties, indulging even in. wear- ing their watches in the old way, as fashion has Tojintroduced the short vest chain so long ban- itis pleasant to see the old-fashioned gold chain for the neck re-appearing. It always had Apretty elfect, and is now much worn to sup- Port the locket, cross, or medallion portralt Which ladies wear after the Louis Quinze fashion. Gold is more becoming to dark complexions than pearis, and many ladies hail thls return to gold n with much de- sarl-colored gloves Einners, and do not Gentlemen now wear embroidered in black to remove them untii they sit down to table. Seal Tings for the third r are replacing the sunken jewels in dead gold which have been so fashionabie for several years for gentlemen. All the ornamentation of the dinner table is high this winter—high candlesticks, high vases, high glasses for the flowers, and tall glass com: potters. Salt-cellars are looking up; and a favor. ite device is a silver vase, ‘about two inches high, with a shell for salt, ‘ilver and silver-gilt dishes, having been ban- Ished for five years, are now reasserting thelr reeminent fitness for the modern dinner ble. People grew tired ofsilver, and banished it to the plate chest, Now all the old pleces are being burnished up and re-appearing; and happy the hostess who has some real old Queen Anne. As the silver dollar loses caste, the sik Ver soup tureen, or, as the French say, the soupiere (and it is a good word), rises in fashion, and the tea-pot of our grandmotuers resumes its honored place, ————e-___ Im gersoll Answered in His Own Vein From the Springfield Republican, A.C, Wheeler, a New York newspaper man somewhat familiarly known as “Nym Crinkle,’ has undertaken a novel enterprise, namely, to demolish the influence of Col. Bob Ingersoll by his own weapons, after the sage advice of Solo- mon as to the right method of dealing with a fool. He wrotes critique on one of Ingersoll’s lectures in New York, some weeks ago, which was so clever in its reduction of the big infidel to ridicule that it attracted general attention. This critique he has been encouraged to work (ect up into a lecture reviewing Ingersoll’s deliver- ance on “Myths and Miracles.” He calls his review “Skylarks and Daisies,” in Artemus Ward’s fashion, and it was, as first spoken in Providence, Sunday night, an effective answer, with sufficient serious expressions of faith in the Christian religion to form a strong back- ground for the play of merciless sarcasm which was the matter of his attack. He did not ques- tion the sincerity of Mr. Ingersoll; he simply doubted his omniscence. “Mr. Ingersoll,” he said, “believes that to say that the existeuce of God cannot be proved lifts aman far above a theological cpanene AS @ matter of fact it does not. All the theologian has to do isto reply that the non-existence ot God cannot be proved, Then they are both on the same plane. f the theologian does not do it, it is because he does not like the plane.” He ‘would regret to create the lirprees lon that Mr. Ingersoll did not believe what he said; he did not wish one that he was fosincere; it was enough for him that Mr. Ingersoll was incorrect. And as he exposed one” after another the errors and assumptions of Ingersoll, Mr, Wheeler did not fail to ad@ that he thought the man_was “sin- cere” in each case. He quoted from Ingersoll’s “Myths and Miracles” as follows: All these old fellows were sun gods. There was Samson. He wasasun god. When hair was cut off he lost his beams CARS There was Apollo, an- other sun god. He shot the demon of darkness wit his rays oflight. ‘There was Little Red Riding Hood and there was Christ, another sun god It won't do. ‘They say he raised people from the dead. Well, why didn't he raise somebody we knew? Ifyou was to around trying to start a religion by raising people from the dead, vou would raise somebody of some tn portance, wouldn't you? Why didn the tell us some- thing about slavery when he was on the cross? Why. didn’t he utt-r {hose inspired words, “Liberty. equally and fraternity?” [ teil you it wou't do. Mr. Wheeler disposed of this shallow talk by adding the goddess of liberty, Hall Columbia, Unele Sam,the man who struck Billv Patterson and George Washington to the list of sun gods: in a future agnostic catechim, in this fashion:- ‘There was George hfe ee another sun ‘They said he was the father of a free country. ‘ell, why didn’t he abolish slavery if he was? If you were folng round tryins to start @ free countey. "you Wouldn't own slaves. would you? Why didn’t he teil = ely ae es ape, See and rapid ransit? Why didn’t he utter those inspired words: “Besure you ‘ire right, then go ahead?” ‘This is quite the surest wayto exposesuch shal- low stuff. But the healthier part ofthe review was where the speaker riddled Ingersoll’s senti- mentalism about making life rely: bapp: fe All his pictures of what lie calls a rational lie, Mr. Wheeler pointed out, involve the errors that pleasure is the purpose and end of exist- ence and that sensualism is spiritual. His ideal oflife is a worn-outepicureanism, his praise of “dimpled darlings” is “a tootsy-wootsy argu- ment,” which assumes an intelligent audience to bg on the level of a petty jury. When Mr. Wheeler came to Ingersoll’s fatal assertion that he could write a better book than the Bible him- self, he advised timid Christians who had heara that Ingersoll was unanswerable to get that statement out in letters of gold on seven-sheet posters when Mr. Ingersoll came to their town. “If,” said he, “you ean only get that sentence into the heads of the ey le they will never bother much with what Mr. Ingersoll thinks of the Bible. They will be too completely over- whelmed with what he thinks of blmseli” —_———e Saturday Smiles. Dakota has not yet succeeded in getting into the Union, but she has gotall her weather in. —Boston Post, ‘The Apaches prefer death to any treaty with the government. If they were only Chinese, they might get death anda treaty both.—Bosto 3 mm A writer on Corea says: “From birth to her seventh year woman enjoys her freedom; at seven yeurs of age she is shut up.” Wonder how itis done? It has always been found im- possible to shut up —Boston Transcript, In after years, when the question is asked, “Who was the most distinguished survivor of the soldiers in the great war of the rebellion 2” the answer wilt be, “The man who did not write an article on the battle of Shiloh” —that Is, of course, if there should be such o one Boston Transcript, Sam Jones says that Chicago.” Brother Jones, Cincinnati Enquirer. Not over one woman in one thousand in China can read or write. A married man in that country can, therefore, leave In his inside coat-pocket, when he hands the garment to his wite to sew ‘on a button, a sweet-scented note beginning, “Darling Bung-Lung,” and ending, “Your own Yingle,” with only one chance ins thousand of being found” out.—Norristown Herald, “Father, what is @ deadlock?” asked Johnny, whohad been reading the Washington dix: tches. Johnny's father believes in answer- Ing promptly all questions proceeding from his gaspring, aud he answered immediately: HA lock, my son, is what _your mi ‘back hair Is made of Boston Tia reas pat is better to bealone in tho world than to ring a boy uj on the accordeon,— Teras Siptings. © PAY Nothing recalls tothe mind of the married man the Joysof his single life so vividly as to find that the baby has been eating crackers in bed.—Zezas ‘We are sorry to hear that Prince Bismarck is suffering with rheumatism. Wha‘ dese1 is trichinosis.—Cnicogo ‘News, Vist he deserves ‘One of our professors recently created siderable merriment at his loctuse bp aetcoty exclaiming. “Won't some one please shut of that beat, It’s hotter here I ever knew it!”— Columbia Spectator. Mars was the god of war, but he couldn’t com- Pare in this respect with mars-in-law.—. ton Free Press, Really, it seems beyond dispute that Shiloh was the longest fought and most. hotly-com: Pittsburg @ woman in this country. “the devil has got this is a chestnut— tested battle alter the war.—j The unsavory career of ex-pastor Downs in Boston suggests that hi \d slugger rhyme pretty closely.—Springylela Republiongs Teacher—“Miss Sinni lease parse the sen- tence, ‘Adolphus ‘married’ roline.’”” Mise a “Well, ‘Ad Iphus' is a noun, because it ts. the ing; ‘married’ ‘is a conji ins Adolphus and Caroline, an: rifes @ verb, ’cause it governs the “Why does a mustard pi: iss?” Said iitue Johnny Toudie to his siete “Recause you soe a iiss is simply bile Wag bce Pa Sodom Cats as Bed-Fellows, In reply to the query of a correspondent as to Hozxe Sorrsersa FROM A SKIN DISEASE, WHICH I8 CURED BY THE CUTICURA REME DIE. ‘For two years my wife has endured the most horr- ble suffering from askin disease,so much so that I thought she would never get well. It started with neuralgia, which she had never had before, and after | week's sickness a humor broke out over ber right eve, in the edge of her hair. ‘The doctor (Dr. ——) called It # little eruption, caused by heat or some other cause, and gave her lodine to paint it with, but the eruption continued to grow, so thatshe was obliged to discharge the doctor after paying him ten dollars, and get another physician, ‘The second (Dr. ——) Pronounced the disease Eczema, and I paid him ‘twenty-five dollars without benefit. I trieda third (Dr. ——y; he said, ““O, yes, I can care her: it is only ‘Eczema; that ts easily'cured;” but he was no better than the rest; so I tried a fourth (Dr. ——), but to no Purpose, At last wecame to Trinidad, Colorado, to a couple of homeopathic doctors (Dr.——and Dr. ——), and doctored with them for three months, three visits = week, but my wife grew worse, and Sinally got so low she could not raise herself in bed. ‘The eruption extended down into her nose and throat ‘Until she could nether breathe through her nose nor swallow anything, and every night she could scarcely live from the pain and neuralgia in her head and chest. Seeing that something must be done soon, I went to the doctor and asked him if he could do anything more, for my wife couid not live long, it was plain, in this condition, “No,” be said, “Iam doing all I can or anybody can doforher.” I turned away in tears, thinking there was no hope for my wife, and in two or three days bill for sixty dollars ($60) was pre- sented. Thus T went on, until ten doctors were em- Ployed ata cost of over $400, my wife no better, but getting constantly worse. Thus closed two years of the most awful sickness any one could live through oF think of About this time, and when fs despair, I met ‘Indy whose child had been afflicted for three years ‘88 my wife had been, and who had been entirely cured by theCuricuna RewEprEs. She presented my wife with a bottle partly full of Coricuna RESOLVENT and ‘® box partly full of Currcuna, and the result was a success. Itried another bottle of the Coricuma Re- SOLVENT anda box of Coricurs anda cake of Curr cuRA Soar, and in two weeks the eruption ceased to ‘spread, and even with the end of the ninth bottle of RESOLVENT, two boxes of Curicuna, and one cake of CuricuBa Soar, at an expense of $10.25, my wife is entirely well and life begins to look as it used to before this sickness, I thank God, after spending all I had, Ican give you the praise for saving my wife for so trifling s sum, If it gives you the same great pleasure to read this letter a it does me to write it, I trust that you will Publish it, that all who suffer from skin and blood dis- eases may be cured by the CUTICURA REMEDIES, W. H. FOSTER, La Veta, Colorado. ‘We hereby certify that weare acquainted with Mr. ‘W. H. Foster. and believe his statement to be true in every particular. R.A REEVES, Stam{ord, Colorado. A. ZIMMERMANN, ‘La Veta, Colorado. A LITTLE SUFFERER. Cleansed, Purified and Beautified by the Cuticura Remedies. It affords me pleasure to give you this report ofthe care of our little grandchild by your Curicura REMR- Dres, When six months old his left hand began to ‘swell and had every appearance of alarge boll. We Poulticed it, but all to no purpose. About five months after it became s running’ sore. Soon other sores formed. He then had two of them on each hand, and ashis blood became more and more impure it took less time for them to break out. A sore came on the chin beneath the under lip, which was very offensive. ‘His head was one solid scab, discharging a great deal. This was his condition at twenty-two months old, when I undertook the care of him, his mother having died when he was little more than a year old of con- sumption (scrofula, of course). He could walk a little, Dat could not get up if he fell down, and could not move when in bed, having no use of hishands, I immedi- ately commenced with the Coricuna REmEprEe, using the soap and ointment freely, and when he had taken one bottle of the Curicuna REsoLvENT, his head was completely cured, and he was improved in ‘every way. We werevery much encouraged, and con- tinued the use of the Remedies for s year and a hal One sore after another healed, a bony matter forming in each one of these five deep ones just before healing which would finally grow loose and were taken out; then they would heal rapidly. One of these ugly bone formations I preserved. After takings dozen and a half bottles he was completely cured, and is now, at the age of six years, a strong and healthy child. The scars on his hands must always remain; his hands are strong, though we once feared he would never be able tousethem. All that physicians did for him did him no good. All who saw the child before using the Coricura RewEpres and see the child now consider ite wonderful cure. Ifthe above facts are of any use to you, you are at liberty to use them. Mrs. E.& DRIGGS, 612 East Clay St., Bloomington, 1, May 9, 1885, The child was really in worse condition than he appeared to his grandmother, who, being with him every day, became accustomed to the disease. MAGGIE HOPPING. FROM 115 LES. TO 161 LBS. To the Cuticara Remedies I Owe My Health, My Happiness, and My Life. A day never passes that I do not think and speak Kindly of the Coricuma Reqrprms. Seven years ago, all of «dozen lumps formed on my neck, ranging in size froma cherry stone to an orange. ‘The large ones were frightful to look at, and painful to bear; people turned aside when they saw me, in disgust, and I was ashamed to be on the street or insociety. Physicians and their treatment, and all medicines failed to do any good. In amoment of despair I tried the Curicuna REwEprEs; the small lumps (a8 I call them) graiu- ally disappeared, and the large ones broke, in about two weeks discharging large quantities of matter, leaving two slight scars in my neck today to tell the story of my suffering. My weight then was one hun- dred and fifteen sickly pounds: my weight now is one hundred and sixty-one solid healthy pounds, and my height is only five feet five inches. In my travelsI praised the Curicuna Rewxpres, North, South, East and West, To Curicuza REeMepies I owk uy HEALTH, MY HAPPINESS and MY LIF, A prominent ‘New York druggist asked me the other day, “Do you ‘Still use the CoricuRa Remxpres; you look tobein per- fect health?” My reply was, “I do, and shall always. I have never known what sickness is since I com- menced using the Curicuna REwEpres.” Some- times I am laughed at by praising them to people not ‘sequainted with their merits, but sooner or later they will come to thelr senses and believe the sameas those that use them, asdozens have whom Ihave told. May the time come when there shall bea large Curicuna Supply House in every city in the world, for the bene- St of humanity, where the Curzcuna REwepims shall be sold omy, so that there will be rarely a need of ever entering a drug store. ‘M. HUSBANDS, 210 Fulton St, New York, N.Y. Dmyravrrxe Humors, Humiliating Eruptions, Itching and Burning Tortares, and every species of Itching, Scaly, Pimply, Inherited Scrotulous, and Contagious Diseases of the Blood, Skin, and Scalp, with loss of Hair, from infancy to old age, are poal- tively cured by the Coricuna REMEDrEs, Curicuza Rusoivewr, the new blood purifier, Cleanses the blood and perspiration of impurities and Polsonouselements, and thus removes the cause. Coricuma, the grest Skin Cure, instantly allays Itching and Inflammation, clears the Skin and Scalp, heals Ulcers and Sores, and restores the Hair. Currctms Soar, an exquisite Skin Beantifier snd ‘Tollet Requisite, prepared feem Curicuna, ts indie- FP AL AIS Novarrizs ROY ALISPRING 8-Button Castor Beaver Mousquetaire Gloves, 75c, 4-Button undressed Kid Gloves, 68¢. 4-Button French Kid Gloves, fancy embroidered backs, $1.75 pair. 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These coats are infinitely ‘more becoming to graceful figures than dolman, visite, oreventhe more popular “stole” front pelering, as they define the out lines of a good form to advantage, ‘and are not in the least cumbersome, A full line of ‘these Jackets at attractive prices Tn connection with the above are showing LADIES STOCKINETTE JACKETS, of fine quality and work- ‘manship, cut in the latest shape, at $4.48, A still finer quality STOCKINETTE JACKET, tailor bound and finished, at $5.98. Tanted real KID GLOVES Shades—Tana, Browna, LLU | and Blacks, at $1.19, B@ We gnarantee every pair, providing fitted at the counter, and consider them equal to any $1.50 Glove, ‘sold in this city, Just received, a full invoice of Inspection. Special and Attractive Sales in our LACE, EMBROIDERY, AND MUSLIN UNDER WEAR DEPARTMENTS ARE STILL IN PROGRESS TTA A FFE BBR OO NNN HOW OE Bae 29 BER Hal ER ERR Oo OQ RRS HOE Eee Bes’ “oo 5 he MM 3M RRR cop On FER jaa cs ET SS HT F PEE £4 Bm So EEE jMMM ME E Goo Et Eee = Pas! | m8 316, $18 SEVENTH STREET NORTHWEST. Bazaars: Bancamsu PRICES CUT IN HALF IN ORDER TO CLOSHOUT OUR WINTER STOCK TO MAKE ROOM FOR SPRING Goopa, A g00d Cheviot Men’s Suit at $5, worth $10, A nice Cassimere Suit at $7.50, worth $1 A fine All-Wool Cassimere Suit at $10, worth $18 A fine 4-button Cutaway Corkscrew Suitat $10, A fine Prince Alert Suit at $14, worth $25. A fine Spring Overcoat at $7.50. An extra fine Spring Overcoat ut $10. Boys’ Suits at $4, $4.50, 95, $5.50 and $B Boys’ Overcoats at 54 cents on the dollar. ‘Children’s Suits from $2 up to $8. ALL NEW AND FRESH GOODS PANTS! PANTS! PANTS! ‘We have 2,000 pairs of odd Pans for men from $1.25 up. Boys’ Pants from $1 up. (Children’s Pants from 25 cents up. THE LONDON AND LIVERPOOL CLOTHING COMPANY, CORNER 7TH AND G STREETS 924 Severrn Sx N. W. m0 TO-DAY YOU CAN BUY BARGAINS IN MEN'S, BOYS’ AND CHILDRES'S SAMPLE SUITS. OUR GOODS ARE MADE TO LAST, AND FROM THK BEST BROADWAY HOUSES: AND WE SAVE. YOU FROM 30 TO 40 PER CENT ON ALL THE GOODS YOU BUY OF US. WE HAVE ABOUT A HUNDRED MEN'S SUITS MADE IN REGULAR CUSTOM STYLE AT LESS THAN HALF THE PRICE THEY WOULD Cost You Ix NEW YORK, WE WAN! TO SELL THEM. AND TH LOW PRICE WiLL bo (T. SVEN MOIE OF TH PRINCE ALBERT CoAT, SOLD POR $15, NOW, SIZES 33°10 36. WE HAVE A LOT OF LACK CLOTH COATS AT JUST HALF-PRICE. BOYS AND CHILDREN'S SUITS MADE OF THE BEST GOODS AT NEARLY HALI-PRICE. [ FL Cloris TH STREET NW. Taney WEARING GOODS YOU EN EE BOUGHT FOR THE PRICE. THIRTY CHIl, as Perk GREAT SAMPLE SALE OB Ee Sits, BOYS AND CHILDKEN Ss CLOTHING. Liew Brea 4 PURE MALT ©XTRACT. Bax Aw Worm ‘has OF MY OWS IMPORTATION 20 dense