i JOHIT W. SLEJDGhB], PROPBIKTOB. VOL. XXXI. TET2:L£S:—PKK ANNUM IN ADVANCK WELDON, N. C., THURSDAY, MAY 7, 1896. NO. .3. NBW ADVBRTISKMENTS. COULD HARDLY WALK OM ACCOVKT or RHEUMATISM F.H.FOBD QwikliiClt|.U., After TWO YEARS Suffering ISCURID THS vss or Ayer’s Sarsaparilla *' For fuUy two yeari, I tuflerod from | rktuiMtltm, MKl WM frequrntljr In tocli, s oondlikm tbst I could bardly walk. i 1 ipent lome time lii Hot Springe, Ark.» | Md llM treatment helped me for the i time being; but loon tbe complaint re* turned and 1 was at badly afllleted at J ever. Ayer*i Sarsaparilla being rsooow ^ mended. I retolred to try it« and, after uilng tts bottlee. 1 was completely | eiired.*’—P. H. Pord, QuaobltaClty, Ls. Ainr’smSirsiiiarillal AdtnHttd I AT THE WOIll.B’S FAIK o DOOO00OBCa0OOCB«»60eB0« j«»3 Ij. WILUAM FRKMAN, FORTBAIT ARTIST AND PHO- tognpher and d«»l«r Id FRAMES, EASELS, AMATEUR Bnpplin, et«. OtD PICTURE COPYING A8PECIALTY Fiiat clan work (urrateed, oatlOlj. lTMsiiitt.,Narfblk T*. GROVES TABTELEBB HILL □NIC JUVfAS eOOD ran ADULTS. ~AimD. Miioieooti. SmSST^^ir^io ui ha° iLMlTiCllUI ■OLD AND WAB&ANTID BY— r.A.S.Harrison, ENFIELD, N. C. nUlirocerj WELDON, N, C. filw gicoeriM, it will paj to oil J. L. Jodkiiu, Icadei of them »U, flnwt goods In Waldon jon will aw At Judkin’a Qmeeiy, iui4 doii)M(la gooda hen too win Bad, good* Md dolioMtea ofeveiy kind 'tMnnot wlwt Tonr neada nuv bo Visit Jndkina’ Onwery. oholoa tu* »nd oaffee Jadkina in aown«4 iButin tho country can be fonnd ' t apwM bruda of blended t«B At Jadkina' Oiooery, in Weldon with Jadkina can com- ~ • itook of Hue gooda aa complot*. ^tt OM ptleo joa aaay aee A| Jqdkina' Qiacfry. ndklni' alore do not ftnget walghta and meoanna you oan aiwaya fow town oidon deliTered free nom Jadkina’ Grocery. d«o la ly. nOFISaiOltAL OASDS. >WABD ALSTON, ttoraey-at’Law HAMBAX, n. c. tHUr. ATTOHifim AT LAW, WuooK, M. 0. ikaaeailaot BMUkxandNortkaBw HMWieaadratMalcowts. Oob taaUiaittanioitk OafoUaa. I at laUAz, M. 0„ open evaiy Mon Jaa7Jy . T. T. B086, a IT d? 1ST w«iewiK.a : 4TwH«|ty A Piooa'aatei*. iMB-tr- . w. J. WARD, M^roj>,K.a OeiM* THE FIRST PRAYER. He Woild Not Go lo Btl I'llil tie Liidlard Agreed to Hive Fiaily Prtyers. It if related of th* oelebrated preaoher, Her.*Rowland Hill, that he waa one day OTettaken by a itorm and oompellod to remain for the night at a village ion. When it grew late the landlord aent a requeat b; the waiter that the guest would go to bed. Mr. Hill replied; “I hare keen waiting a long time expecting to be called to family prayera." “Family praycs!" replied the waiter, “I don't know what you mean, rir; we Bevcr hare iuch things here.” “Indeedl then tell your master I can not go lo bed until we have family pray- era,” The waiter ioformed his master, who, in eonsternation, came huiriedly into the room and aaid: “Sir, I wish you to go (o bed, I oannot go until I have seen all the lights out, I am so afraid of Are." 3o am I," was the reply, “but I have been expeotiog to be summoned to family prajen." “All fery well, sir, bnt it oannot be done here." “Indeedl Then pray get my horae, I canoot sleep in a house where there is no prayer." The host, howeter, preferred to dismiss his prejudioe ratber than his guest, and id; “1 hare no objection to hare a prayer, but I do Dot know how." Well, tben," said Mr. Hill, “summon all your people, and let us see what oan be dose." The landlord obeyed, and in a few ninutea the aatooished domeatica were upon their knees, and the landlord wss called upon to pray. “Sir," said the Isdloid, “I never prayed in my life; 1 don't know bow to pray." “Ask God to teach you,” waa the gentle reply. The landlord said, folding bis bauds; “God, teach us how to pray." “That is my prayer, my friend cried Hr. Hill, ioyfully, i;o on." “I am sure I don't know what to say now, sir." “ ¥ ea, you do; Qod baa taught you how to pray; now thank Him for it." Tbe man responded, “Thank you, Ood Almighty, for letting me pray to you." “Ames! ameni" exclaimed Mr. Hill, who then prayed himself. Twenty years afterwards he found in that village a place of worship and a school, as the result of that Snt prayer WOMEN IHOONSUtMEitS. One of the features of the Federal eouit at Statesville this week was the marching into the courtroom Tuesday anornoou from the jail of about a dosen women from Mitohel county to be tried fur retailing liquor. Some of them were youDg girls, under SO years, and none of them were very old. They were tried one at a time and all found guilty. Each waa fined tlOO and impriaonment from one to »ix montba. Two or three years ago Judge Siok issued an order that do woman be brought before him for retail ing. Sinoe that time the liquor busineaa in Miiobell and oiher mountain oounties has psssed almost entirely into the handa ol the women, and the Judge has been compelled to reoall the order. Both tbe Judge and District attorney have received many le,ttera and (letltions complaining of the illioit liquoi buuncaa as oonduoted by the women of Mitchell. They are now dealt with ii court just aa men are.— Newton Enterprise. A0VERT1SKMBNT8. ON THB ROAD ,to rcMverf, the manhooiL wifc. bood aad motb- eiboodlbe“rte. acriptlOB'' Is ■ auppoitla( taaic aao BerTlaa that'a Daaoliatlr adaplel to bar aaeda, tt«lalin(, atraaitbealng aad cor- ilte detai eftka . iheia S wVvoua a.s?7 Dtssif of fonq radiate 1 aad txtKlaa coagled'^tb tb* Jadli pal* I* the ka«ki >, «? ■euara) «*• 'vaua diatarbaawi alMnleasnta% tb« Ois ariitln M tbe .. — tMKCta it, It dispela aabea aad nalas, oorhU dlaMaeaaaeaUaad cans aatariM Inlaaniaiwa at tbe llaiac mem- •rpALUNQ OP WOMB.** llBt. TAAit* Cam* riKA otSMH Dickin- ttm^P^wUin C«.i M K.iMtta: **X deem ill r ostytoti B, keart Iweiesieiy M-isweeee- IS CHARITY WORTH WHILE? Not Diless it is "tke Kill Tiugkt Neirly Two TkogsnJ YeirsAgo." Ruth Ashmore oontributea a helpful and practical paper on “Is Charity Worth While?" lo May Ladies' Home Journal, thus ssmmatiiing her disoourae: “But, after all, what we want to do, you and I, is to fill our lives with charity so that to whomever there may come need we can give help. The help may exprtsa itself in material things; it may be in the sympathy of kindly words, or it may be apoken only by the pressure of tbe hand. There is no charity in having your name on the list of generous givers while some one Desr to you stays within doon be cause her coat is shabby, or because her olothiog is not snSoiently warm. There is no charity in the giving of much money if you have been harsh and cruel to some one who deserved you oonsideTa- tion, and have made that one heart feil that there is nothing in tbe world but bitterness. There is no charity in your being willing to write checks that repre sent much money when you are quick to speak tho unkind word, or to show to those who are around you a heart eaten up by pride, and lips that utter no words save those of scorn. All the gold in the world will count u nothing unless your charity is like that which was taught to the world nearly two thousand years ago- It meant that to feed the hungry, take care of the sick, to forgive the sinner, and lo help, aiwaya in the best way, whoever asks for help waa Christ's charity. That is the charity, my friend, that you and I want to try to imitate. Begin by being charitable with your lips, by being oharitable in your thoughts and acts. And if, of your little store there can only be offered a few pence, you may be certain that they will be reckoned by Ood Himself aa greater than the many millions given by those who are so unwise as to think that charity means only the giving of tbe least of all things—money,” LIFE OF AN EDITOR. Sorrow Eolarelt Ooly for i Nigkt iii Joy Coaetb in tke Moniig. By the aid of the paste cup, and our darling friend (tbe scissors) we write our autobiography for the benefit of our sub- scribera and patrons. “Verily tbe life of an editor is a path of thorns. Hia bread is promises and his meat is disappointment. His creditors chase him by dsy and the devil grinnetb at him in his dreams by night. He sendeth the paper to a subscriber on credit and the subscriber payeth him never. Then he stoppeth tbe delinquent's paper, and the delinquent siogeth tra la I and borroweth it of a neighbor. One subscriber psyeth his subscrip tion in wood, and behold it is rotten and soggy and of short measure. He woopeth up the township politician gets elected and knoweth him na more forever. He poffeth the oburoh fair gratis and then attendeth it and payeth bis quarter and reeeiveth two oysters. He boometh bis town and all things therein, and yet reeeiveth no support, and is a man without honor in his own oountry. Tbe young people marry and he giveth them a puff, and they go to hoosekeep. ing and takelb not his paper. Yea, he is b-iwed down with woe and his days are full of giief and trouble and vexation of spirit. Bat sorrow endureth only for a night and jiiy o''moth in the notning. He plodiieih along and endureth in patienoe, and it is written that be will receive his reward at the judgment."— Durham Sun. IT WASN’T THB TOOTH. “Do you give gas heref" asked a wild looking man who rushed into a dentist's office on Clark ttreet yesterday morning. “We do," replied the dentist. “Doea it put a fellow to sleep?" 1 “It doea." “Sound aaleep, tt you can't wake him ■p?" “Yea.” . “You oould break hta jaw or gonge out hia eye and he wouldn't feel it?'' “He would know nothing of it." “How long does it make him stay asleep?" “The phyaioal Insensibility produced by inhailing the gu lasts a minute or prt^bly * Uttle lesa." I guega that's long enough. Got it already for a fellow to- take?" “Yea, Ttk« * aaat In ihk chair and Aow Die jovf tooth,” t^Tooth nothingl" uid the exnted •alter, begioDiag lo ranove hit «oat and Test. “I want jrou to poll a porwu pUs. ter off >7 baok,” Tb«aoriwM Uunrlhahaao !■ tb« «Mr «foviDg SU WMW* • VtMMttfWllMI-O, Airi Hrtf ail THE LORD'S PRAYER. Repelled fcy a Brotker Traop. It Soothed His Last JHoaeits. The way train ahead of us had struck an open awitch and had been ditcbcd, and two passengers wore killed outright and five or six othen more or leas injured, runs a story in Tbe Detroit Free Press. Tbe killed and injured were lying on the depot platform os our train came up, and among the latter waa a professional tramp who had been stealing a ride. The doctor had looked him over. The vaga bond, who had not lost consciouMess for a moment, smiled faintly and asked : Well, pard, what's the verdict of tbe jury?" “Youare badly hurt," was the reply. “I know that I was right in the squeese when the two cars cum together. I'm as fist as a pancake. Will I ever tiamp again ?" “I'm afraid not." “Ar‘ my legs off?" “No; you are fatally injured, however." “That means I'm a goner ?" “Yes." “Wall, I'dhev liked to got over Ibis and had somethin' to talk about and brag over, but ain't doin' no kickin’. My pard wu on tbe oar ahead. Was he hurl?" “No; here he is," At that moment a ragged, unkept and typical vagabond came forward and bent over the victim and said; “Wall Jim, they say you bev got to go." “Yes." “How are ye feelin' over it?" “Sorter; no use to kiok, Tom." “That's right; you never was no kicker, Dohow. Got any friends?" “Nu." “Kin I do anythin' for ye?" The dying man gaied at him for a moment in silence and tben whispered; “Tom, ye ar' the only pardner I ever had aa knowed tbe Lird's prayer. Just say it over to me." The old tramp pulled off bis cap and knelt down, and ss the score of us uncov ered and bowed our heads be repeated the prayer word for word, and with such feeling as astonished everybody. When he bad finished be rose up and said: “Thai's it, Jim, an' kin I do anythin' more?" “Notbiog more for him," answered the dootor, a« he looked down upon the pale face. “Your partner is dead." BEJUST TO YOURSELF. Do got Perait Prejudice to Biiod Your Eyes to tke Trglk lor Staid in tke Way Of Your Prosperity, Id casting about for a place to locale in business, or in seeking a change that you hope will bring better ohance of suc cess, do not permit prejudice to blind your eyes lo the truth nor stand in tbe way of your prosperity, Tbe days of our earthly pilgrimage are few, and at tended with many tribulations, so it be hooves us to avail ourselves of every aid to peace and progress. It may be that home is the only thing liking to reconcile you to your lot in life. Do not con demn tbe country on hearsay, nor believe all that you read to its detriment but lake our advice and see it. This osn be done at little expense, and you find business opportnnities here that are not found elsewhere. You will be able to secure, at a nominal cost, lands that will yield surprising returns for the alien tion bestowed upon them, and enjoy a continual charm. You wilt find that artesian wells aad ace factories have rev olutionised the domestic economy of the entire South, and that what uaed to be luxuries are now everyday conveniences. The pride that comes fVom possesion here swells tbe breast of the farmer, as be looks upon hia growing fields and blooming orchards, and the housewife smiles as she surveys her thriving garden and heavily laden vines. This is no picture, but an accurate photograph of scenes that greet the eyes oi every visitor to the sunny South, To the faruMT, the merehtDt, the man ufacturer, the young man of bnlns snd the old man of experience, the new em pire of tbe South presents ■ field oi boundless opportnnities for hame getting. The climate and ^at variety of resources make it muoh euier lo gain a livelihood and acquire a oompeleney there than in the less favored repoas of the Northwest with its limited eapabilitiee and lack ol diversity in the matter of crops.—Sunay South. Juit now everybody is beginning lo take a Spring Medicine. And it is i good thing to do provided yoa taka Sim- none Uver Regulator—the beat Spring Medicine, It’s a sluggish liver that eloga the ayateaa and makei bad blood. A doae a day of SinBont Uver Begnla- tor will make a new mn oat of yon, and • new womaa too. Lgdk for the Bed Z on the package. It it SiiitaoBa Uvei Begulatof yo* want. HE’S NO PACK ML'LE. This Brother is Uidouhtedly After the Cish. An eicbange came lo us laat week with a blue mark around an editorial booming a candidate for office. A printed alip pasted to tbe paper kindly requested us if we aaid anytbiof about the oandidate'a candidacy te send him a marked copy of the paper. We didn’t do it. We ain't going to do it. We ain't aaying a word. We ain't going to say a word, Unless, Tbe cash is in sight. And we csn see the smiling of the Goddess of Liberty on one side of the dollsr of our dads sod oount tbe tail feathers in the great American eagle on the other. In times past we bave given away columns of space and reams of paper and great gobs of ink in a political campaign. And what did we get in return? Nothing but the privilege of wading in the mud behind the band wagon and apilling coal oil on our only coat and getting abot in tbe eye with a Roman candle. But times have changed and our feel ings have changed. Everything baa changed except our pockets. There is no change there. We are a Democrat, but we ain't no pack mule to carry no oandidates into office and get the cold shoulder. And perhaps tbe cold mutton sl\ei tbe election. Our enthusiasm is gone. It has leaked through tbe holes in our elbows snd esoapcd through tbe ap pertures in our pants. Glory is a good thing, but cold cash is better. Campaign thunder will no longer re verberate throughout these columns ex cept at so much per thunder. Our campaign rooster has to Ira led, and wherewith shall we feed him? He's lost his tail feathers from the last ojmpaign and needs some extraol of gold or silver right now. Our low lino is sagging in the middle and unraveled at the ends. The candidate is out for the office. We are out for the stuff.—Louisiana Press. HE WAS HIGUT. A standing joke around the Main courts is the juror who stands out and refuses lo agree with the eleven obstinate men, who don't think as he does. Judges are sot apt to take kindly to this style of man, and bave been known on occasions to give him a terrible snubbing. “There is still living in this city,” says a Bangi gentleman, whe thinks juron have rights of opinions as well as judges, "a man who is very proud of a little experience he had as a juror. It was in Judge Cutting’s day, and that excellent jurist, was on tbe beoob. Tbe jury had heard an important case, and failed to agree because this part.cular juror stood against the arguments sod solicitations of hie fellows, and declared he would stay there till the anis ate him up and carried out bis remains through the key hole before he would ooosent to what be believed to be an unjust verdict. Judge Cutting asked how they stood, the fore man replied, eleven to one, your honor.' ‘Who is the one?’ asked the judge, an grily. 'liOt him stand up,' The juror arose and received a scathing rebuke from Mr, Gutting, who promptly discharged bin from further duty. The case went over to tbe next term and was again tried resuUing in a verdict in accordance with the views of the one juror. It was then taken tu the law court on a motion for a new trial and was upheld by the full beneh as manilestly right. Tbe man Bays that whenever be thinks of that ease, he thaoks God he had the sand to stick to what he believed to be right, and take the rebuke u mistaken judge gave him fur so doing " Thia will do fur an vxoeptional ease, but tbe one man against tbe U is not always filled with good judgment aa this one tteema to have been.—Lewiston Journal BLOODI BliOOD!! BLOODItl To be healthy the blood must be kegt pure aa it ia “the life of the flesh." you know »nj one that has a cancerous sore, Syphilis, Scrofula, old sores, Boils, Pimples, iir impure blood recommend lo them Dr. David's lodo Ferrated Sar saparilla, the best blood m edicine known. Suffisrers with rheumatism will be cured if they will rub well with Dixie Nerve and B-ino Liniment and take Or, David's Saiaaparilla. It is tbe best alterative tonic known It cures that “tired feel ing" and makes you healthy aad atrang. “Got on yuur husband’a crsval, haven't you?" asked a neighbor of Mia. Bilkioa. “Yes," replied Mn B. sadly, “and il't tbe only tie thwe it between os now." The Lopg tad the ShoM of Love— “Love me Uttla, k>v« Ma bag,” tbe WMr> bitd. "Ytt^” tail ka. "Bat yoa lonOM IMK AmX" LtNOBRItra LOVBR8. The} atood hand fondly elaaped ia hand Beneath the froat porah awaiag, Aad taid “good aighi" iaasanu Uaod UatS it wtt g«td latf^ag. AN EASTER REFORM. How Little Carroll Broigkt Coivictioo to Her Drookei Father's Heart. It w«8 Eutcr da; somo jcart ago. A city oburoh waa beautifully decoratcd with sweet flowers and fragraot vines for tbe occaaioD. The lovely set vice waa well oo the way when a little girl stole io sileDtlj, aod half fearfully seated herself oo a bench juat wUhiD the doorway. At first she looked around appreheasivety, wondeiiikg if anyooe would aeod her out. She was small, thio, and eiceediogly pale, but there was aom ^biog iDterestiog io her tear staioed face. The soul waa ahining through her big blue eyes as she liateoed to the jubilant soog of the wbile>robed ohoir boya. The birds sang too aa if they would 8plit their little throats, and (be listcniog obild, with her soul in her eyes, fancied they, too, sang. “He is risen! He is risen!" The little face grew radiant. For a briefy happy moment Carroll, tbe Uttle daughter of a drunkard, believed that 'Qladness filled the world to day/* Sbe bad forgotten that sbe was hungry and tbat wretchedness was her pottion ia thu world. But a stir io tbe laige assembly recalled her wandering thougbta from Heaven to earth; she remembered, with twinge ot pain that she was only little Carroll Breega, the daughter of a drunk ard. Tbe service was closing. She must slip out as she had come in, unnoticed. Sbe went out soHly, and hurried along tbe board walk so aa “to be out of sight,*' sbe told herself, “Before the silks and the satins aod the velvets come.** Just as she was about to disappear into a narrow alleyway^ she picked up a rose from the sidewalk, aod a smile brighten ed her face again. “Ob," sbe thought gladly aod grate* fully, “I'm 60 happy I found it>'-thedear thing! One of the silks or satins or velvets dropped it, most likely, and sbe won’t cate—not a bit—'cause she’s got lots more—lots.’* When she reachcd home she gave the rose to her mother, a sad faced woman, whose beautiful brow was prematurely drawn with lines of sorrow. “Oh, bow lovelyl" said the surprised mother. “Where did you get it dear?" “I found it on the walk oo my way home from church." “From church! You, certainly don't mean tbat you were at church, Carroll?" “Yes, mamma.” “In your rags? Oh, my little Carroll^ how could you go?" “Why, you see, I just couldn’t seem to help it. I was passing by, and I heard the music—it Ecemed as if the angels were singing, so 1 went in.** “Did not anyooe tell you io go out?** “No one saw me that I knew of except an old man—tbe sexton, I guess—and he didn't say a word, only smiled. Ob, mamma, I wish you bad been there, it was so lovely! It smelled like a great flower garden, and looked like one, so beautiful! And Uttle boys—a whole lot of them—with white robes oo, sang aod sang and sang, and the birds sang, too: “He is risen! He is risen! Chribt our Lord is risen to day." “And the minister said that we would rise, again, all of us, and I thought how beautiful it is tbat dear Uttle Jamie aod sweet Beth will rise again. We'll be so glad won*t we, mamma?** “Yes, my dear, very, very glad. It gives me strength to live thinking of that blessed day.'* “I am very hungry, mamma is there aoythiag to eat?" Tbe mother's only reply was a look of agony. “Never mind,** continued Carroll. -*rve beoQ thiokiog, mamma, if you and I should die of starvation, we would rise again and never hunger any more." The mother sobbed aloud. “It would be better eo>" she moaned **Mamma, dear,** it was Carroirs voice again, “if papa should die, will he rise again?" “Hush,** begged tbe afflicted woman, wringing her hands. Sbe did not want to think of the resarreotiofi day io oooneotioo with her wretched husband. But the latter, in a little room near by where he lay recovering from a spree, heard the questioa. “If papa ehould die, will be rise again?" He opened bis eyes suddenly, and with a great effort raised himself on bis pillow, bis grimy hands clutching nerv ously at the old bedspread. There was a look of horror in his bleared eyes. His mouth quivered, his tips moved as if he would speak, then he sank back on his pillow, where he lay prostrated with agony. “If a man die, shtU he tive tgaiu?** Tbe question seemed daooing before his bloo^hoi eyei. . ft man die, abatJ he live again?" Th« sweat itood is great dropt fcia. Oh, what a pvoUea fbr to And if he should live ai^ain—then what? A rock, horrible with breakers, was just ahead of hiui; souietimvH it would vanish like a diiuulviog view, but a whirlpool, cruel and treacherous, would take its place. “If a man die, shall he live again?" “Yes," ho groaued, for ho had been a mao of intellect ooue, “yes he will live again" Ho koew that death was not unnihila* tion, now that ho thought of it. Ho shuddered as he realized that he might have taken a fearful leup ia the dark. “I warn you to flee from the wrath to come,*' sounded in bis ears. “No drunkard shall ioberit the king* dom of God.** A spasm of coughing shook bis whole body. Tbe door of his room, which hud been ajar, was wide open. Hia wife aod her little daughter stood oo the thresh- I !d, leoking at him, and yet fearing to go oearer. As Booo as he could speak be callcd, geotly: “Wbat do you want?’* “To help you, if 1 can,'* aoswercd his wife, slowly approaching his bedside. “To help you,** echoed Carroll, cling ing closely to her mother's skirts. He held out his long, thin arms wist fully. Mother and child knelt beside him. “If I die,** he said, his voice choking with tears of repenlance and gratitude, “I shall live again—io Heaven. God help me I'* But he is still living in this world. The putting off of the drink habit brought him health and strengbt, as well as the “peace that passetb understand ing," Qod saved him aa if by fire. I wish you oould see the home of Carroll now this Kastertide, but it is so joyous and beautiful tbat you would not recognize it. No one is ever hungry there or cold or sorrowful, for Carroll truly says: “Our home is a little Heaven 00 earth.'*—Ernest Qilmore, io National Tcmpcrance Advocate. 40-FV YOUU8ELP Against disease by keeping tbe liver in a healthy condition- Dr. David’s Liver Pills wiU curc Oonstipatioo, Dyspepsia, Biliousness, Indigestion, and all stomach, bowel and liver troubles. A single box of Dr. David’s Liver Pills will euro the worst case of constipation known and stimulate the Uver to healthy action. It cures sick headache, uud prevents its re turn. Remember the kind, Dr. David’s Liver Pills 25c. for 25 pills. Owens & Minor Drug Co., Richmond, Va. “Ob, mamma,** said little Willie, as he made his first close inspection of a bicy* cie, “this macbiue has got rubbers on to keep its wheels from getting wet!" “Now I'm ready to treat you," said the doctor emerging from his private a, “A little whisky, with seltzer on tbe side, please," returned the patient, abaeot’-mindedly . — Chicago Evening Post. ADVEUTISKMKNTS. When an Indiana octogenariaa took out his sixth marriage license tbe other day at Qreensburg, to marry an eighteen* year old girl, he asked for a reduction in the price on tbe ground that be had been a good customer and that he was likely to “come again.'* POR OVER VtVTY YEARH Mrs. WinsIow*s Soothing Syrup has been used for over fifty years by milUons of mothers for children, while teething, with perfect success. It soothes the child, softens the gums, allays all pain, cures wind colic, and is the best remedy for Diarrhfloa. It will relievo the poor Uttle sufferer immediately. Sold by druggists in every part of the world. 25 cents a bottle, ^sure and ask for “Mrs. Wins* low’s Soothing Syrup,** and take no oth er kind. A FIRM BELIBVEUa Nodd^Do you believe in a man’s wife having her own way ? Todd—Certainly. I always pin my faith on the inevitable. SIMMONS THE BEST SPRING MEDICINE ISSIMMONS Liver REGULATOR. Don’t forget to take it. Now is the time you need it most to wake up your Liver. A sluggish Liver brink's on Malaria, Fever anu Rhcninatism, .nnd many other ills which siialler tho constitution and wreck heallli. iJoa't forKct the word Regulator. ii is sia\mons Liver Regulator vou wani. I lie word Reg ulator dis iii.-iiislv.A it from all other remedies. l''csijfs tills, SiMMONS LiVtH REGULATOR is a Regulator of the Liver, keeps it pmpcrly at work, that your system may he kopt iii good condition. FOR THE IILOOD take SIMMONS Liver regulator, it is the best blood purifier and corrector. Try it and note the difl'erciice. Look for the RED Z on everv pacl^ai^e. You wont find it on any other incJicine, and there Is no other Liver remedy like Sl.MMONS LIVER REGULAT( )R-the Kingof Liver Remedies. Be sure you get it. J. U. Zt'ilhi & Co.. rhliadolphla, Pa. 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