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| samen A Romance CHAPTER XXIII. (Continued.) When the little business was com- pleted, my new commander took me down to the harbor to point out the vessel to me, and show me the spot where he to meet me that even- ing and take me on board. I guess you don’t imagine, mister, that I have taken you as third mate of the Eliza Tibbetson out of a sudden Nking for your handsome face. The fact is, as I daresay you can guess, we don’t want no third mate on board the old hooker. Two mates have served her up to the present time, and I guess two will serve her as long as I am her master. No, sir. I’m told you have got into a scrape, through no fault of your own, with the authorities of this all- fired police-ridden nation, and I’ve been paid a good round sum—I don’t mind saying it to you—to see you out of it. 1f you are arrested before we can clear out of port, that’s your affai Tean’t conceal you on board. But once out of the harbor, they will be smart men that take you from my quarter-deck—or, if they do, I cale’late Uncle Sam may have something to say to it. How does that suit you?” I said that it suited me perfectly, and thanked my new friend; but I could see that he very imp?rfectly comprehended the situation. However, I did not see that it was any business of mine to en- rhten him: and, after raking an ap- pointment for 6 o'clock that evening, when a boat was to be in readiness to take us on board, I left him. In order to appearances, I pro- vided niyself with an old seachest and some ticles of sea wear, and spoke freely of my having signed articles for a voyage to Americ I had a pretty firm conviction that all this would, in due time, probably that very day, reach the ears of my friend, De Noil- leff, and it seemed to me that the con- struction he would probably put upon my movements was that the American barque was to take me part of the way to the secret prison. I felt tolerably cedtain that he would cause the vessel to be followed, if that could be man- aged, and I thought it most likely that he would have something to say to me before she sailed. As for the conspir- ators, I could not mystlf see how their plans could be forwarded by my leav- ing St. Petersburg in the Eliza Tibbet- son, but I supposed that I should be enlightened on that subject later o: We went on board that evening. barque had her cargo stowed away, and was ready for sea; but, just be. fore the order to hoist the anchor was given. a police boat put off from one of the quays that line the Neva, and sig- talled for us to stop. apt. Tucker gave me a look, but By JOHN K. LEYS. Congr rrr2rrMrengnngneenny THE BLACK TERROR of Russia. © skipper. We jumped into the boat, the men who had be2n holding to the main chains let go, and in a few minutes the breeze, light as it was, had carried the bargue half a mile away. The boat's head was turned towards St. Petersburg, and the rowers bent to their oars with a will. Von Mitschka steered and I sat beside him. Soon we were deep in a conversation which last- ed until we found ourselves in our old quarters in the cabin of the Narka. I had seen her from the deck of the Eli- za Tibbetson, lying just outside the cutermost ships in the harbor. My companion told me that at the time lie first sent for me, the Imeperial yacht. in which it had been settled that 1e Czar was to sail, had been taking in stores, and it would have been a com- paratively easy matter to smuggle me on board. That opportunity was now gone, but a new plan had been ar- ranged, which was to be put into exe- ution next day. On the day after the Czar ¥ to come on board the yacht and company one of the squadrons of the Baltic fleet, in the naval manou- vi which were about to commence, When the boat we sent for you re- turned without you,” said Von Mits ka, “and the men said you had been sted, we gave you up for lost, and we were near abandoning the plot alto- gether. It was with some difficulty that I persuaded my companions to go on as if nothing had happened, on the chance that you would regain your lib- erty in time for our purpose. But: I had no idea that you were in any real danger of arrest. How was it that you became an object of suspicion to the police?” “From being seen talking to Vesillov in the street,” I answered. And I then went on to tell Von Mitschka about nty first interview with M. de Noilleff, his attempt to secure my services as a spy, the espionage I had to encounter from Davis and my escape from him, and | finally the manner in which I had per- suaded De Noilleff that I intended to earn the £10,000 with which he had tried to bribe me. Von Mitschka and I were sitting close iogether, so close that his arm touched | mine; and as I told him plainly that I ! had, so to say, a foot in the camp of the enemy, and had only gained my liberty by pretending that I meant to betray him and his associates, I dis- tinetily felt him give an involuntary start. “De Noilleff believes,” I went on. “that J] am now on my way to the se- eret prison; and he will hold his hand for a time, expecting that I will come back and report to him, But I can see that all this must have a very sinister appearance in your eyes. You may , said nothing, and presently the police boat was alongside. She had come. ¢s- tensibly, to for a criminal, sup- ; posed to have shipped as a seaman on board of her, but T was well ured that the object of her visit was to make sure that T had mot returned to the shere. A meaning look I received from the officer in charge of the party confirmed me in this belief; but seeing that I was, to all appearances, one of the officers of the ship, ke contented himself with putting a note into my | hand. It was a note from De Noilleff, eontaining a not toeo-politely worded warning as to the consequences of playing him false. It was evident that his suspicions had rea and thinking that it was better, in view of tre uncertainty of the future, to make a civil re-yy, I stepped up to the officer who had given me the note, and, mak- ing a feint of looking around to see that we were not observed, I whis- ered to him: “Tell the official who gave you that note that I thank him for his warning, but it was unneces- gery, as I know what I am abont.” With this somewhat enigmatical message the police departed, and we proceeded down the river. Darkness fell, but I thought it better not to turn , in, as I did not know what was in | store for me. I was on, the poop shortly after 11 that night, when suddenly a cry was heard almost under ow bows and a° light flared up. In a moment all was commotion. Orders and curses were bellowed in the same breath. Men ran here and there, to be ready, if it should be necessary, to shorten sail; the wheel flew round, and, ruvning to the ship’s side, I found that a good-sized boat, with four or five men in her, was rushing through the water alongside. Two of the men in the boat were holding on the main ehains of the barque, at the imminent risk ef pulling their little craft under water. Then a third man seized the chains, and, with cat-like suppleness, swung himself aboard. { “What! It ' skipper, peering | face by the help of the ship’s lantern, | which he held up to view him by. “Tj | | | is it?” said the strange you, into the thought I'd seen the last of you.” “I want my friend—at once. Is he ready?’ said a voice which I knew at once to be that of Von Mitschka. “Oh, you want him, do you? Wall, this is a rum start! I guess it pin’t so much the police the young fellow has cause to be afraid of—at least, they seemed quite confilential-like, them and him, this evening.” In spite of the darkness, I saw Von Mitschka start. But it was no time for explanations. “I am ready to go,” I said, springing forward to the boat. The skipper laid a hand upon my arm, but the chief pulled him away, and said, ina whisper: “It was agreed that he was to do no duty: You can tell your owners that he never joined the ship. Anyhow, you have been paid for your services, and there is no rea- son why you should detain him.” “Go, and he hanged to you!” cried the ' my hand under the cloak I was wear- be able to place confidence in a man who has acknowledged that he has had relations with the enemy. It is not as though I had been bound to you by sharing in your enthusiasm, or by old ties of friendship. If you prefer to niake use of me no longer, and rescind | reement—if you have the least fear that I may be y you and your s—put me on shore now and let for myself. I can easily find back to England.” my way “Neo, Heath,” answered my compan- and his voice shook slightly as he spoke. “Our lives are in your hand, it is true. but I trust you. Do you know, T doubt if I would have trusted one of iny own countrymen, or, indeed, any- one but a man of English race, or an Arab, after what you have told me? I do trust you, though. If I hesitated just now, it was because I was asking myself how I should account to our friends for your release. I hardly think it would be prudent to tell them the truth. They do not know you as I do, and they might make a false estimate of you. Let us say that you were re- leased because there was no proof against you, and they could not keep you in prison without trial on account of your nationality. That will be best.” | This proof of Von Mitschka’s confi- dence touched me nearly. I put out ion, ing, and he grasped it for a moment in his own. I occupied the same cabin in the Nar- | ka that had been mine on the trip to St. Petersburg. I could see the yacht had been repainted and had taken in provisions. My friend told me that her owner had given out that he was going off on a cruise in a week or ten days, but must wait the arrival of a friend | from the South of Russia, in order to | account for the yacht being kept under | steam when the decisive moment should arrive. Until a late hour that night we dis- cussed the difficulties that lay before us, and the best way of overcoming | them. For the actual substitution of | my person for that of the Czar, Oristo- yitch had made himself responsible; | and Von Mitschka assured me that the | fellow had such a genius for intrigue, and was a man of such resolution and cool audacity, that I might rest assured | that what he said he would do he | would perform. . “I only wish we had a friend of as , much courage and resource to help to | get you out of the palace,” said my companion. ‘lhe only man me can rely upon is Petroviska (the doctor you may remember hearing us speak of on board the Susannah),and even he is not | physician to the Czar, but only to the Household. Still, be may be able to help you; and there is a chance that Dr. Lohrenheim, the Czar’s physician, may not have returned from his holi- days by the time we strike the blow, in which case he would have a better opportunity of serving you. If only you can get clear of the palace, all will be well.” “Yes; but it seems to me very doubt- ful whether I shall be able to manage 4 ld “Oh, you will manage it, never fear!” said Von Mitschka, with the cheerful ily necessary that Beltoff should be on { j the great confidence I was far from sharing. “But I think our best plan will be to tell the captain of the Alexandra to carry you to Peterhof instead of to St. Petersburg. The Czar does not usually reside in the palace at Peterhof, but in a chateau in the park. It will be much easier, I should think, to get out of a house of that size than it would be to leave the Czar’s palace in St. Peters- burg. And another advantage of that plan would be that it would make it possible for you to avoid meeting the Czarina. It would never do for you to allow her to approach you.” “1 can see that,” I answered, with a sigh. Indeed, it was only now that I began to understand how hazardous the enterprise I had undertaken really ws; but I told myself I had gone too far to draw back. The palace and park of Peterhof lay, I knew, seven or eight miles west of the capital, on the shore of the bay. It seemed to me that Von Mitschka’s advice was good, and I determined to follow it. It was arranged that Dr. Petrovski should be asked to be at Pe- terhof ready to weet me. On the following morning I was tak- en ashore and conducted to a house, where I found Peter Oristovitch, the steward of the imperial yacht Alexan- Iva. He was a small. dark man, wear- ing a short, black beard. His keen, | black eyes read my face critically, but he seemed to be satisfied with what he saw there, for he suddenly smiled and held out his hand, saying, simply: “I will be true to you, and risk my life to save you from arrest. And I promise you that if you carry out my orders implicitly you will succeed.” The man’s calm, resolute demeanor od me. He was one of the few ans of pure Slay blood who held prominent places in the councils of the rebels. ‘ “Beltoff has signed articles, and passed the medical examination as one of the under-stewards this morning,” said my new acquaintance. “I propose that we go on board at one You will go in his place, in his name, and he will be smuggled on board in the course of the day. There was no great danger in the plan Oristovitch suggested. I procured a small handbag and some necéssary artiles of dress, taking care that the bag and all I bought should be such aman in the position of an under-stew- ard might be supr¢sed to possess. The papers put into my hand were in order, and the head steward took me on board the great yacht without any trouble. Prepared as I was for a large vessel, the size of the Alexandra. took me by surprise. She seemed to me more like an ocean-liner than a yacht. I was installed in a pantry, of good size for a place of that description, and situated near the dining saloon, so that anything needed at table might be fetched at once. The dining saloon it- self, a gorgeous apartment, of which I caught a glimpse through the sliding doors, extended nearly to the stern. The state rooms occupied by the Sov- ereign when he was on board were sit- uated at the forward end of the sa- loon, and separated from it by a wood- en wall, and a passage that ran from the center of the ship right to the port side. Out of this, to the right, epened the doors which led to the apartments set apart for the private use of the} Czar. That night I put on a sert of undress uniform suitable to my post, and slept iu a hammock slung in the pantry. In spite of my range surrounding in spite of what was before me, IT slept soundly. CHAPTER XXIV. The Deed Is Done. Next morning I was up at a very early hour. helping to clean plates, | knives and so on, in preparation for the arrival of the Czar. Oristovitch kept me in the pantry, and did not allow any of the crew to see me, unless when it was absolutely necessary. About 11 in the forenoon a baker's man, clad in flour-strewn clothes, aud carrying on his head a board covered h freshly-baked loaves, passed the ntry aut the head of the stairs leading | to the upper deck. and made his way to the pantry in which I was working. | At the same moment the head steward came in. A word or two passed between the | two men. and the new-comer hastily threw off his clothes, and began to put on a suit similar to that I was wearing. Sir,” said Oristovitch, turning to me, “this is the true Beltoff, your double. As you see, he bears a general resem- blace to you, and it is not at all likely that any of the officers will trouble themselves about the appearance of the under-stewards, as several additional | ones are engaged just now. I am sor-} ry to say that you must be a prisoner here during the trip, and when there is a rell eall you must be good enough to | step in ‘here’—indicating a dark cup- board in one corner. “It was absolute- | board, as there may be a muster of the | crew at any time, say, immediately af- | ter you are gone, and we must be pre- i saved for it.” ‘Then I must stay quietly here and go on with my work until I am called upon to act?” said I, “Exactly. But I will be a great deat! with you, and I will tell you how; things are going. His Majesty comes on board this afternoon at 4 o'clock, | and we sail immediately. The third | gineer told me so himself.” ; Fialf-concealing myself behind the | door of the passage into which the | pantry door opened, I caught a sight of the Czar of All the Russias as he walked down the broad avenue—it was more like a street than a passage on | board ship—that led from the front of | staircase to his private; apartments. The strains of the Rus-' sian National Hymn were brayed and / buzzed into every corner of the great | steamer by the ship’s band, stationed | somewhere on the main deck, and the members of His Majesty’s suite, ar- rayed in brilliant uniforms, marched after him. The next week was for me a time of discomfort so great as to amount to positive misery. I was kept a close prisoner in the pantry, with menial la- bor for my only occupation. Never was I allowed to take walking exer- cise, or to breathe a breath of fresh air. Never was I allowed to exchange a word with anyone, save the two con- spirators who were in the secret of my presence on board. The danger of dis- covery was, in reality, trifling so long as I remained shut up in the pantry, and if I ever felt inclined to rebel against the confinement, the remem- brance of my probable fate if I were discovered was enough to reconcile me to the restraint. It would not been so bad if I had not been alv more or less scasick; but, no matter what my state of health might. be, I could not have the luxury of a bed, or even a chair, but had to be always ready to be bending over some piece of work, with my back to the door, when- ever a step was heard in the passage outside. When some days had passed Oristo- vitch became alarmed at my appear- ance. I looked so pale and pulled down, he told me, that, unless I im- proved in looks it would be madness for me to attempt to personate the Czar, who was browned by exposure to the weather. But the only remedies the head steward could think of was to let me stand at the end of the passage, opposite an open port hole, when it was. unlikel ythat anyone would enter the passage, to give me a warning of anybody's approach. If anyone came, 1 was to be occupied in closing the port hole. This plan did a great deal to restore my health, but I still looked so pale that Oristovitch thought it nec x to stain my face slightly with a brown ish dye, which he said was a great im- provement. At length the head steward told’ me that we were on our way back to St Petersburg, and would’ probably a rive there next day. That night I could not sleep; and the confinement had told upon my nerves so much, that I could not subdue the excitement that seetlied in my brain and trembled in every fiber of my body. ° Slowly the day wore itself away; and about 5 in the afternoon Oristo- vitch came into the pantry and told me that the Czar had decided to dine on beard. That will suit us admirably.” said the steward. “It will be dark when you go ashore—the very thing I have been hoping for all along. Your part will be extremely simple. Dinner will be on the table early to-night. Be ready at 8 o'clock. little later, Beltoff will bring you a parcel containing a captain’s uniform, such as the Czar is wearing. Put it on at once, and leave the clothes you are how wearing in that corner. “When that is done put out the light and wait until I come to you. When I make my appearance follow me boldly and in perfect silence. I will take you to the 's sleeping cabin. You can either wait.there, or in the private sa- loon until it is time to go ashore. Please understand that from the mo- ment when you are introduced to the Czar's private state rooms my part of the work is done. You will be your own master and must trust to your own mother wit. “You need not speak to anyone un- less you choose; and, as it is not eti- quette to address the Sovefeign unless he speaks first, you will be practically safe, especially as the Czar has a slight cold. No one will be surprised at hearing you speak in a hoarse voice, and I will give you something to take that will make your voice sound rather hoarse. In this way the difference be- tween your tone and that of the Czar will not be noticed. “Don't forget to thank the captain for his care and attention to your comfort. Ife will expect it. But except on that occasion, and when you give orders that the yacht is to be taken to Peter- hoff, there will be no necessity for your uttering a word, or, at most a mere ‘Yes’ or ‘No.’ Only keep your nerve, and all will be well.” Having said this, Oristovitch left me, and I waited with what patience I could until the time he had named. At 8 o’clock the bustle of dinner pre- parations was over. The great yacht was so still that the only sound to be heard was the throbbing of the en- gines and the rumbling of the propeller as it ehurned its way through the wa- ter. As I sat waiting, with the light turned down, the door of the cabin was silently thrust open, and Beltoff, the under-steward, whose name and place I had assumed, stepped in. He laid a large bundle on the floor, grasped my hand in silence, and went out. The time had come. ¥ Though my heart, so to speak, was | in my mouth, I had better command of myself than I had expected, and I dressed myself hastily, but with care- ful attention to detail. In ten minutes I was ready and the light went out. Not five minutes later a rapid step that I recognized as the steward’s, was heard in the outside passage. I moved to the door, and he laid his hand on my arm. Without a word we proceeded to the end of the passage. Oristovitch peered around the corner, to make sure that the coast was clear, and then mo- tioned for me to proceed. I stepped out boldly, for I knew the direction in which the Czar’s apart- ments lay. At the entrance to the passage which led to them were a couple of sentries. They brought their rifles to the present, and I felt an in- sane inclination to laugh as I returned their salute. Several doors opened out of this pas- sage, and I hesitated a moment. I looked around for the steward, but he was gone. Then I noticed that the door of one room was open, and I un- derstood that this was the one Oristo- yitch had intended me to occupy. I ‘went in, and closed the door behind me. The apartment was roomy and, of course, luxuriously furnished. The tric light was turred down, and the ol light was a faint glow that came from a shaded taper on a stand. In one corner was a standing ‘bedstead. The curtains were drawn. I went up to it, pulled aside one of them, and peeped in. A figure, dressed exactly as I was dressed, lay there—lay so still that the fancy came into my head that the autocrat was dead, and that I was ove of his murderers. I shivered and dropped the curtain. (To Be Continu ) — At that hour, or a | A SCHOOL ON WHEELS. | How the Westinghouse Air-Brake System Is Taught. : A few weeks ago there rolled into | the yard of the New York, New Ha- ven and Hartford railroad, at Park ! square, a most unusual kind of school- house. It was backed upon a siding, and remained there until it left the city. This schoolhouse, with its corps of competent instructors, is the only one of its kind in this country, or in the whole world, for that matter, and is owned and operated by the West- inghouse Air Brake company. It is made up of three cars and has traveled more than fifty-five thousand miles, In it more than one hundred thousand railroad men have been instructed within the eight years of its exist- ence. It is a perfectly constructed school house, fitted with every appli- ance for instructing the pupils in the use of the Westinghouse Air Brake system, and has its principal and its competent teachers, When the West- inghouse air brake was invented and applied to steam railroads, it was found to be the best thing of its kind ever invented, provided it was. proper- ly handled. It is automatic in its ac- tion, but the best results could not be obtained without a competent man at the throttle, who understood per- fectly just what results might be ob- tained with a certain amount of pres- sure, It was this fact that led to the establishment of the schoolhouse, which just now has its headquarters in Boston. It was the idea of getting the best results out of the brake, and therefore insuring greater safety to the passengers and a saving of prop- erty to the railroads and shippers, that was the inspiration of this remarkable school. It was in 1889 that the three cars that compose the schoolhouse were built in Altoona, Pa., by the Westinghouse Air Brake company, The instruction car is equipped with the full number of air brakes, number of | feet of piping, coupling, auxiliary res- | ervoirs, etc., to equip a freight train | of thirty cars, and also to equip a pas- | | Senger train of fifteen cars fitted with ; the whistle signaling device. The in- | struction car weighs 135,000 pounds, and is one of the heaviest cars that | ever traveled the rails of a railroad. ; More than 112,000 railroad men have received instruction and have been examined as to their competency, The , Schoolhouse of three cars has been on | every railroad west of the Mississippi river, including Manitoba, Canada, and | Mexico. It has also been over thou- , Sands of miles of railroad on the mia- die Atlantic, central and southerp , States—Boston Transcript. STAMPS AND COINS. Assistant Postmaster-General Mer- itt has decided upon the designs for a series of new postage stamps for the island of Cuba, and they will be sup- plied as promptly as possible by the bureau of engraving and printing. An- other series of stamps will be made for Porto Rico, and a third set for the Philippine islands. They will be fur- nished by the United States, but the proceeds of their sale will be turned into the local treasuries until congress | shall order otherwise. All three of | the new colonies are to be treated by ; the postoffice department as foreign | countries until some permanent form of government has been adopted for | them, and the old rates of postage will | be maintained, It will require a five- ‘cent stamp to carry a letter to Cuba and Porto Rico as before. | General Adjutant von Petroff, now ! postmaster general of Russia, intro- duced novel letter boxes throughout the Russian cities, and ordered the more frequent collection of letters from the boxes. The new boxes stand { On corners of streets, so that the public can reach them from sidewalks; the letter carrier who collects the mail opens them from the street side with- out even dismounting from his wheel. All the collecting carriers have been provided with tricycles*having a large receptacle for the mail matter in front of them. The stamps of the Chban republic, printed a year or So ago, as a means of raising funds for fhe insurgents, have been sold in large quantities, though they have never been recog- nized as postage stamps. If a letter franked with one of these labels was sent to the United States it was treat- ed by the postal authorities as wholly unpaid, and the postage collecte@ upon delivery. Having no recognized gov- ernment the Cubans could not issue postage stamps and expect them to be honored in other countries, The duke of York, who is now about 35 years of age, and in direct line to the throne of England, is a most con- spicuous figure in the stamp world. He is a collector, and, of course, has a very fine collection, although ft does not compare with any other noted al- pums in Europe, but then he is a royal highness, and that makes a heap of difference, in the stamp world as else- where, Prejudices. The prejudices of men are rooted for the most part in their personal charac- , ter; and on account of this close con- nection with the roots of personal ex- istence, they cannot be removed. Neither evidence nor understanding, nor reason, has the least effect on them.—Goethe. : Poetry. ak What makes poetry? A heart brim~ ful of one noble passion, | Miss Passe—They say marriages are made in heaven. Miss Pert—Ah, then, you have one more chance.—Syracuse Herald. 1,000,000 Sailors From One Ship. The U. S. Receiving Ship Vermont, now over 50 years old, has been theg. schdolhouse for over 1,000,000 sailors. The age and accomplishments are much the same as Hostetter’s Stomach Bitters, which has been before the public for 50 years, and has cured in- numerable eases of malaria, fever and ague, besides dyspepsia and indiges- vion. A Makeshift. Bobbie Bingo—Are you a member of congress? Mr. Pinger—Yes, my boy. “Father was once; but he says that was before he learned to earn his owp living.” —Life. PATENTS. List of Patents Issued Last Week to Northwestern Inventors. Eby R. Applin, Minneapolis, Minn., seal for safes; Barnett Baker, Minne- apelis, Minn., darning apparatus; Jobn C. Barber, St. Paul, Minn., car truck; Harry R. Brown, Minneapolis, Minn., picture support; Wilson T. Cole, Min- neapolis, Minn., addressing machine; Anton E. Phillips, Sioux Falls, 8. D., mechanism for shocking grain; Jay ©. Seymour, Ashton, S. D., thill coup- ling; Louis Wigen, Afton, Minn., wash boiler;. Samuel H. Merrill, Fairmount, - Minn, scraper (design.) Merwin, Lothrop & Johnson, Patent At- torneys, 910 Pioneer Press Bldg., St. Paul. Raison @Etre. Prohibition Mermaid—I hope you are in favor of prohibition, Mr. Sea Ser- pent? The Sea Serpent—Great Scott! wo- man, don’t you know that alcohol is the only thing that keeps me alive?— Puck. “Goodyear Rubber Company Be- lieves in Expansion.” The Goodyear. Rubber company came to St. Paul in 1885, lovating at 181 East Third street, subsequently moving into the stores Nos. 98, 100 and 102 East Seventh street, the build- ings having been extended on the first floor in order to give them facilities for their wholesale business. . The jobbing business of the company in St. Paul has increased steadily each year for the past four years, and they have now rented the upper part of the adjoining building, giving them two floors of Nos. 94 and 96—size of rooms 50x90 feet—which really. adds 50 per cent to the space they formerly had for carrying stock. The variety and quantity of goods necessary to meet the demands of the trade in this section of the country made it neces sary for the company to have more room. Their brands of goods have be- come well and favorably known; so that in many instances dealers are seeking the agency for the sale of the goods. Any dealers who have not had busi- ness relations with this company can obtain, by sending for it, one of their catalogues of overshoes mackintoshes, mechanical goods er sundries. Their catalogues are furnished only to deal- ers. Ninety-five per cent of the busi- ness of the company at St. Paul is wholesale. The Cheerful Idiot. “The railroad. engineer,” said the smart boarder, “must be a happy man. He whistles at his work.” ‘Begging your pardon,” said the ful Idiot, promp to crush all pos- | sible “he works at his whis- tle.”--In polis Journal. Likely. Jones—Wonder what made Colum- bus first think that the world wasn’t square? Johnson—Reckon somebody put up a job on him.—k TO CURE A COLD IN ONE DAY ‘ake Laxative Bromo Quinire Tablets. druggists refund the money it it fatla toouee ec. The genuine has L. B Q on each tablet. Frugality is a fair fortune; and hab- its.of industry a good estate.—Frank- lin. . As the moth is to the flame, so 1s the fcol skater to the danger sign. “Out of Sight Out of Mind.” In other months we forget the harsh winds of Spring. Bat they have their use, some say, to blow out the bad air accumulated after Winter storms and Spring thaws. There is far more important accumulation of badness in the veins and ar- teries of humanity, which needs Hood’s Sarsaparilla. This Spring Medicine clarifies the bl nothing else can. It cures Fioumediea aid Kistred alle eae ae it gives perfect health, strength a: petite for months to come. eh Kidneys—‘“ My kidneys t: and on advice took Hood's ‘Sar wee rill which gave prompt relief, better petite. aig reer ot ad — 25 YLE, 3473 Denny Street, D — “Complicated i and Rinee moat Taatned ae <r with dyspepsia, with severe*pains. Hood’s Sarsaparilla made me strong and hearty.” J. B. Emerton, Main Street, Auburn, Me. —“ Five running sores my hip caused me to eee Was confined to bed every winter. Hood’s Sar- saparilla saved my life, as it cured me per- fectly. Am strong and well.” ANNIB Roverr, 49 Fourth St., Fall River, Mass. 7