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Seneca County Courier-Journal. DEVOTED TO THE TEDE INTBEESTS OF THE PEOPLE OF SENECA COUNTY. THE J O u S E s t V i l i m A u g . 1902. SENECA FALLS, N. T., THTJESDAT, SEPTEMBER 25, 1902. NTTMEER 27 The Courier-Jonraal. PU B L ISHED EVERY THURSDAY BY THE JOURNAL PUBLISHING CO. . . (MMITBD) PARTRIDOE BLOCK., SENECA FALLS, N. Y- T C R M S : C m n ty SuHscrlberfl, $1.60 when paid in advance; SubBorihera ontside the county, $2.00 per year,postage p repaid; Bubsoription for six months, $1.00 in advancs. .RA T E S O F A P v E R T I S iW C ; 1= ■ a S - |lw. ut- IS???? 80 0 ii iISS Sms.j 6ms.I l y r ssssfe “““S E and like noticoa, JB I J S IIIV X I S S C A R R S . ERNEST Q. GOULD, A TTO R N E Y AN D COUNSELOR. Roor J \ 13 and 16 King block, Beneca Falla, N. Y '-^yiLLIAM H. HARPST. A XJCTI w NE v R. Auction saTes carefully con- J \_ dueled .and satlsfactioti »uavnnteed. Post Office add'esB, Seneca Fall., N. Y. FREDDA. SEIGREST, BARBER. C l R S T - '/ iL A S S W O R K O N L Y . S a m e old r Stand, opposite tlie Exchange National £ a n h , S e n e c a F a l l s , N . Y . L. FOSTER CROWELL, SniracA. F ai . i .8, N . T . CJAND GRAVEL AND LOAM delivered at reasonable prices. Orders by mail will ro- ce.ve prompt attention. SHELDRAKE HOUSE. A.aOODMAN.Prop. Sheldrake, Seneca Go., N . Y KELLOGG’S LIVERY. C. B. HOWE, M. D. DR. WEYBURN. p h y s i c i a n and SURGEON, 60 No. Sen- 1 eea Street, Geneva, N.Y. Chronic, Ner vous and Jliseases of Women a specialty. .Consnltatton Free. Night calls at same place. Telephone. NEWYORK ( e n t r a l & HUDSON RSVER R. a THE FOUa-TSaOK im m LINE 2, trains will tlio very center of the c’ly. On nnd : SOIHfl SABT. aOINQ WBSr IB .... . . J . . . 4:46 Accom. . . 6:09 l:\lM Mall- . -sundav '. . 6:48 P tr. ■acuse to Genevi^ only . C;C'9 p .............. . 8 51.P, M.. *5i H. PARRY, Gen. Agent, Buffalo, N . Y. CEORUE h . d a m e l s , Gen. P ubs . Agt., New York. A. II. SMITH. Gen, Supt., New York. JIbottt to Cap I Jinotbor Barrel ■ ' Y \ ' \ iWINE Of the excellent \ PORT WINE _ _whi«h pleases our customers so mucV What quantity will 3\OU requifie? It costs only 90 cents per gfMlon. Consumers have pro nounced it equal to many wines sold at S2.00 per gallon. Othe^ have thought it an im ported wine. It’s good any waj’-, and those who can appreciate a fine flavored rich wine should not fail to order. Among other things in this stock of WINES and LIQUORS are many worth special mention. D. A. O’Keefe. i i - J.H.McDonald Successor to WiUiam H ills General Fire tarance iAndAealJEstats Agency. S i^eca f a lls, N^T. Qo 59 i §OiJt 5 al^ O n ly a few m o re d a y s left to procure th e s e good s at l e s s th a n m a n ufacturer’s cost. A l l good s m u s t g o at som e price. C LOSING OUT, STOWELL'S I H AVE removed my £ of CLOTHING into the RANDALL Store, 106 Fall S t., I veen the Stores of Addison and Williams & Son’s. t j V k I a m nov ® full line of 1 -eacly to show you a /Ah The Newest and Latest Stjles for Men, Bov’s and Children. All jiv m Latest Styles in HATS, CAPS and GENTS’ FURNISHING GOODS. All goods as repre- W sented or money refunded. WP W M . P . CA M P B E L L w Seneca Falls, N. Y. Foster, R o ss & Baucus. T h e B ig Store. THursilag, SeplBrnDer 28 QPBNING Gentral New York’s Gompietest Showing Domestic and Imported Creations Abound Everywhere. T h is G rand D isp la y W ill B e C o n tinued F r iday, S a tur d a y and M o n d a y . Music Thursday Afternoon We ^end You A Cordial Invitation. F o ste^ R o s s & Bauctts. A l l J B U R N , N . Y . 'SQUARING THE I GOVERNOR\ I By COLIN S. COLLINS ► ^ Copyright, 1901, Try S. Richarclson ► ^▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼VWVVTTTTVVVT* All theatrical managers have hob bies. It may be anything from the choicest, prettiest chorus on Broadway to old armor, Pyatt’s hobby was matchmaking, and it was his boast that his stock company at^eraged two Tveddings a season, with the manager invariably giving away the bride. Bnt this season, when he was man aging a stock company in Denver, the matrimonial market seemed a hit dead. Summer was approaching without a single wedding to the good. Still there was hope. Eugene Rowland, the lead ing man, had been paying marked at tention to Ethel Godfrey, the ingenue, who had come west shortly after the holidays to replace Nell Douglas, who could not stand Denver’s rare atmos phere. Pyatt was sitting at his desk, glanc ing over some press notices for the “ETHEL!” HE CBrED IN AMA2aSJIENT. new production which was to go under rehearsal this very morning, when Rowland entered abruptly and ten dered his resignation. P 3 ’att looked worried. Rowland was a dependable chap and had been with Pj*att two sea sons. No good juvenile was to be se cured west of Chicago. Pyatt chewed his cigar and frowned. He was feel ing for the motive which prompted the resignation, and while he thought, Rowland left the office, formerly the star dressing room aud opening direet- Ij’^ on the stagi best part ever offered \the kid,” to say nothing of a chance to make love to the very girl he was popularly posed to he wooing in real life. yet he had offered his two weeks’ no- i with a finality which left no op- The solution sup- And than Pj'att quietly ^^ere reel portunity for argument, was nearer at hand dreamed. He had just lighted a fresh cigar when Ethel Godfrey slipped into^ the office. Her eyes were rimmed from weei>ing. Pyatt groaned. Rowland had been announcing his intention of quitting broadcast with out giving the resourceful manager a chance to “fix things.” His wrath changed to amazement, however, when Ethel spoke. “I want to go home Saturday night. I am tffied out and I need a rest.” “Wait till after the new piece comes out,” urged Pyatt, who began to fear his entire company had gone mad. Then the truth came out! “What! Stay here and be made love to by that man Rowland! Never!” Pyatt whistled aud heat an Irrele vant ragtime tattoo with his pencil. This was why Rowland wanted his part changed. A lovers’ quarrel! Both pi'eferred sacrificing a good engage ment to opening^ the wounds afresh twice daily by mimic lovemaking. Py att glanced out on the stage where the company was assembling for rehears al. Rowland Whs chatting carelessly with the\ light comedian. The manager'laid his hand sooth ingly on. Etbel’s bowed bead and said: it’s the trouble, I can fix things ” , ; wait here for a went out on the stage, closing door behind him, and made straii “If thajt in a jiffy. Just you wait here minute.” He went out on the stage, closii hind him, am for Rowland, who hai enter the office. “Gene,” he said cordially, “I think that matter you just spoke about can you step the Ight id not seen Ethel be easily arranged. Supp< Into the office for a minute, with you directly.” wland, with Rowland, with overeas gloomy eyes, stalked into i in w a r d ly ins last bro’ of thing that never could he fixed. As ly insisting that it was the sort ; that never could he fixed. As h e c l o s e d t h e d o o r h i s e y e s f e l l u p o n Ethel, still sitting with bowed head and a moist handkerchief rolled in one trembling hand. “Ethel,” he cried in amazement, “what are you doing here?” wilith dignity. “I failail too seeee thathat thishis iss any of Mr. Rowland’s, hut since he is so r affair She rose w a woeful attempt at f t s t t i cui'ious I have come to tender my res ignation to take effect at once. I do not feel that I can do playing opposite roles to Mr. land.” yself justice ) Mr. Row- “Xou needn’t have done that,” he re- nlied evenly. “I appreciated the way you would feel and asked the governor either to give me another part or let \■e out.” \Gene mustn’t,” she burst out impulsively. Then she checked her self. Surely that was not the way to address a man whose ring she had re turned that very morning with an icy note. *’T mean that I can better be spared than j'ou. Your part is so im portant, and you are a favorite with the audiences'. I am new to the com- and would not be missed so pany a Nonsense,” be broke in with affect ed brusqneness. “You are a woman. I can hustle for myself if I have to. Pleasing Pyatt in this new part of- yom-s means a life job, apd you must not' g iv e d t up. I’ll join eastern company and”— time, and you hate it, I km “Oh, I’m com fortaJiM i^ he respondedji sigh, “hu* .nd you th e Spooner rrighV ’ llotiKTsd ?able If Don’t you think so, Eth- I stayed, \and“so I’m gofng. No,\ don’t try to argue the question. You treated me shabbily last night, hut for the sake of om* old love I’ll overlook It and leave you In peace.” There was every indication that the Ingenue’s blue eyes would be clouded in tears again. She rolled her hand kerchief into an infinitesimal ball and stared unhlinki'ngly at the huge red rose In Pyatt's rug. Then there wei-e two roses, then three, aud finally a great blur spread over the gaudy rug. “Don’t cry; Ethel. Pm not worth one of those precious tears.” The caress ing voice, was dangerously near her pretty pink ear. “I think if you’d just give me a chance to explain what I meant last night our resignations might be recalled. Doi She nodded her head slightly, and Rowland, smiling, drew her to his side. “You see, dear, what I meant was She placed one hand on his lips, “Never mind it now. What we’d bet ter do is to tell the governor I ’ve taken you hack on probation. No”—as he tried to protest—“you will have to go on probation foi- a whole year.” For an Instant his face fell, then lighted up. “Well,” he said resignedly, “I’ll wait a year if I have to, but it will spoil a splendid chance to square with the governor.” She fell straight into the trap. “What do you want to square him He smoothed his mustache to hide a “That’s easy. The governor played us against each other. He knew you were in here. He told you to wait till he fixed things for jmu. He sent me in here to wait until he recast the piece. He knew very well that when we learned of the mutual resignation act there would be a general reconcilia tion. See? And he’s counting on giv ing you away at the wedding. Now, it would just punish him aright if v slipped off and were married without letting him know about it. If you put me on probation; why, that settles ever evening up with him.” And the scamp sighed regretfully. Ethel looked thoughtful. “Do you really think he did it on pur pose?” “Know it! Sure!” was Rowland’s positive reply, while his ej^es danced. Ethel laughed up into his face. “Let’s!” was all she said, hut Row land knew what she meant. Intended. For a Comijliment. There was a family reunion at the home of little Alice’s mother. Grand father, grandmother, uncles, aunts and cousins had gathered from far and near. The child was much bewildered, says Harper’s Magazine, and had great difficulty in remembering the new names and distinguishing the strange They were all anxious to he recog- id by the little one^ the only child present, and her mother was promptly eager to im p ress all their nam es on her mind. So the poor little girl was sub jected to the tiresome questions, “\Who is this, Alice?” “W h a t is m y nam e?” At first she gave very vague replies, but soon fell into a tearful silence. In a little while Marj% her pretty next door neighbor, came in. Alice loved Mary, and her face brightened when she saw the d e a r fa m i l ia r face among so many strange one.s. Mamma told Mary of Alice’s trouble in remem bering her relatives’ names. “But Alice knows who I am,” said Mary confidently. “Tell me, dear, who I am'.” “You ain’t nobody,” said the child fondly, w itb a sigb o f relief. Mary was somewhat confused, but under the circumstances it was the highest compliment she could have re ceived. The Heart of the Hailstone. ■ I f It were not for the countless tril lions of dust particles that float sepa rately invisible in the atmosphere there could be no raindrops, snow crystals or hailstones. Fi-om a perfectly dust- less atm osphere the moisture would de scend in ceaseless rain without drops. The dust particles serve a s ' nuclei about which the vapor gathers. The snow crystal is the most beautiful cre ation of the aerial moisture, and the hailstone is the most extraordinary. The heart of every hailstone, as Mr. Arthur H. Bell shows in Knowledge, is a tiny atom of dust. Such an atom, with a little moisture condensed about it, is the germ from which may grow a hailstone capable of felling a man or smashing a windoAV. But first it must be caught up by a current of air and can'ied to the level of the lofty eirrus clouds, five or six or even ten miles high. Then, continually growing by fresh accessions of moistm-e, it be gins its plunge to the eai through the clouds and flashiuj sun like a diamoi rainbow. _ _______________ ■WovlrfiiL»¥ Him. Borroughs—Say, old man, can you break a tw e n ty so I can get a five dol lar bill out of it? Markley—Sure! Here you are. .Where Is your tw e n ty? B o rroughs — Oh, you m isunderstood me! I thought you had a tiventy. Thank.s! One five will do.—Philadel phia Press. rth, spinning ashing in the >t from a Literally. ise,” said the supercilious stranger in town, “your eil its ups and downs nottvithJ mppoi lity has had nding its present prosperity.” “■Yep,” replied the resident cheerful ly; “still got up aud old hui —Cincinnati Commeri ‘Still got ’em—streets being torn aud old buildings being torn down.” Tribune. 'Roman Boxers. A boxer of ancient Rome would have laughed contemptuously at the sug gestion that he should use gloves in his boxing matches. To make his blows more effective it was the cus tom to hold In each hand a heavy hall of metal. With his fist thus weighted nearly every blow brought blood. Mother. Jack—Gharlej’, why don’t )se to the Widow Green’s daughter? n’t you pro- le’s rich and is regarded as the pearl of her sex. Charley—I know it, my boy, but I dislike the mother of pearl.—Exchange. A r t , TSot Nature. Madge—After she’s painted her face she always looks in the glass. Maf|orIe—So that’s one girl who does U6t hold the mirror up to nature.— S im it Set ^ ^ r Jfot Moffent. *’'jrir»t Yacht—Nancy’s not at all mod- ‘e«t yon know. Second Yacht—How’s that? First Yai:ht—She was seen hugging the Jersey iioast as she passed in.—New ■■ CUTTING HIMSELF OFF. The Blunt Way In Which Chaplain Cannon Refased a Fortune. The Rev. Edward Cannon,- a chap lain to King George IV., was a dog gedly independent man. On one occa sion he refused to compliment his roy al master on his singing and for a time fell into disfiivor. His manner was high handed and not always too courteous, but his actions were always on the side of right and justice. The biography of his friend Barham, the author of the “Ingoldshy Legends,” contains, among other anecdotes of Cannon, the story of how he disinher ited himself. A silly old lady sum m oned him to her house and pretended to he declin ing in health. She told him she had made her will, by which the whole of a considerable fortune was to he left “I don’t believe it,” said Gannon aft er a pause, in which he eyed her doubtfully. The lady assured him that the document was tying in a desk in the room. “I won’t believe it,” persisted Can non, “unless I see it.” Smiling at his incredulity, she placed the will in his hands. Cannon read it. “Well,” he said deliberately, “if I had not seen It in your own hands, I could not have beliei'ed you were such an umiatiiral brute.” Thrusting the paper between the bars of the gi’ate, he continued in a severe?, low voice: “Have you no one more nearly connected with you than I—no one to AAffiom your money should go, liom yom who has a right to be proidded first aud best? Pooh! You don’t know how to make a Avill, I’ll send for a lawyer, and he shall make your will. You shall leave me a legacy. There’s no harm in that, but I’m not going to take it all to please you. Good day, ma’am!” ELECTRIFIED HOUSES. TUe Sii»n>le Explanation of a Very O rdinary P lieiioiiienoii, An instance of nonfamiliarity with simple scientific facts is illustrated by an article that goes the rounds of the press once or twice annually—namely, the story of the electrified house. The article usually states that some one has discovered that everything he touches in his house — the radiators, picture frames, banquet lamps, etc.— gives him an electric shock; hence he fears there is some connection between the arc light wires aud the water pipes near liis residence. The electric light inspector is therefore summoned and reports that the wires of his company are intact and that the electrieitj- must come from some other source. It does not daivn on anj^ of the peo ple consulted that the discoverer of the phenomenon is uuconsciousty per forming one of the simplest and oldest of electrostatic experiments, the shuf fling of his shoes over the dry carpet raisingsing thehe potentialotential off hisis b(ody t p o h b to vral thousand volts, whicb discharge at every opportunity. One maj'^ even get eleetrie tlisohargGS from his lamc- kles against the iirass lock of a hand bag Avhieh he may be carrying while walking on a stone pavement din-ing cold, dry weather. But, dismissing newspaper science, omewhat astonishing, any Avaj’S countries electricity is unintenti it is someAA’h a t a in a 'I caa ' of in which in cold, dry otlonally the manj' ing, that ing this the £ncients deA-eloped and m a n if e s ted by spaiic- t the first kuoAvledge coucern- t phenomenon did not come to a in this way rather than by the attraction of light substances by amber. The explanation of this, hoAvever, maj- be that the scientists of bygone days did not reside in cold, dry eonnlTies.—Cassier’s Magazine. M E N A N D B O O K S . hrysoi reading or of praising the works of the Chopin rarely read anything heavier than a F re n c h noA-el. Lord Clive said that “Robinson Cru soe” beat any book be ever read. St. John Chrysostom never tired of ig or of apostle John. James I. of England was a lo\-er of the classics and very familiar with most of the Latin writers. Bunyan i*ead little besides his Bible and often said that Christians would do well to read no other hook. SalA-ator Rosa liked any kind of poet ry, but more especially that relating to the country or to country scenes. Hume said that Tacitus was the ablest writer that ever lived aud him self tried to model his style on that of the Roman historian. Locke gave most of his attention to works o f pliilosophy. He said, “l stand am a z e d a t the p r o f u n d ity of th o u g h t shown by Aiistotle.” The older Pitt liked Bhaliespeare, hut not the labor of reading pla.ys. He on- joj^ed hearing them and once said that he had learned more English history at the theater than at the university.— Literaiw Life. Pliilosppliy of Fatigue. “Some may be interested to , know that there is noAV almost a new kind o f philosophy of fatigue,” sa.vs a Aviiter in jSonslee’s. “Some speculators think man becam e conscious hocause his in- so th a t the mind has to pick its way tuitions AA'ere sloAved up by exhaustion. Slowly and logically Instead of dlA'lniug instantly, as it used to do. It.was the fall of man. Wilder dreamers have eA'en described the origin o f cosmic gas and nehulm, from Avhieh all the worlds come, as due to progressive fatigue of the ether, which is Lir more subtle and back of it. It is a little as if they were attempting to rcAA-rite the first phrases Of the Old Testament so that it should read, Tn the beginning was fatigue.’ ” Got His Answer. “While on a trip through the south soon after the civil war,” said a Chi cago man, “I stopped overnight at the little town of Warrenton, N. 0. The next morning, strolling around looking the place over, I met a counti who greeted me with a ‘Howdyi ‘passed the time o f day’ most cordially. I was considerably taken aback Avhen I noticed that he vras barefooted, and I ventured to ask him if it was the cus tom of the country for the men to go without shoes; He answered, witb a drawl, ‘Waal, some on us does, but most on us ’tends to our own bnsi- 'Th.e Way a Woman Begins. “Have you finished that new noA'el yet?” he asked. “Oh, dear, no. I’ve hardly begun, she answered, “In fact, I’A'e only read the last chapter.”—Chicago Post. Stamps are first mentioned by Syn&r gins, bishop of Gyrene, about SCO A. D; Germany's trade with ,in-> sreased more than d ner t ' T h e “SAN k e r o .” Unhappy I.ot Of a Peculiar Figure of the Irrigation Country, An eastern farmer coming to an irri gated A'alley ■'finds everything as dif ferent from his accustomed life as he can well imagine. • He must fearn £ entirety new language o f farm ing and a ueAV s e t of farm ing bor greets him, not “It looks like rain,’ heard w h e n the w£lter is comij $r “The dit«hes are low today, learns to speak of m iners’ inches and a ueAV set of farming rules. H is neigh- f . \ H e him, not with the remark, ri,” but “Have you acre feet of Avater, and 'he can soon tell at a glance whether a ditch is car rying 50 or 100 miners* inehe^ of wa ter. He hears 'Vi’ise discussions of headgates, weirs, laterals and zanjes. He finds that he is ‘ffinder” a certain canal, which by and by will come to seem to him like an inexorable fate. He will very promptly make the ac quaintance o f ‘the king of the irrigated land, the zanjerd, m Arizona cMled-- “sankero,” in California sometimes shortened to “sanky,” the water master or ditch rider, a bronzed man in>over- alls and sombrero, who driA-es about in a tw o wheeled cart, with a shovel and a long crooked tined fork by his side and precious keys in his pockets. He is the yea and nay of the arid land, the arbiter of fate, the dispenser of good and evil, to be blessed by turns and cursed by turns and to receive both Avlth the utter unconcern o f a small god, for it Is the zanjero who distrib utes the water. He opens the head- :ate of each farmer’s canal, and when he shuts it down again and again locks water has run the necessai It securely. If the water is short, he sees that it is divided properly between Smith and Jones and Brown, usually with Smith and Jones and Brown watching him like eats. It Is a hard place, that of zanjero in the valleys, subject to accusations, temptations, heartburnings; hut, be it said to the credit of the American, there is many a zanjero Avho is universally respected in his community as an honest man.— Ray Stanuard Baker in Century. Keeping Friends. These is nothing so very difficult In making friends; the ti'ouble Is to keep them. Pleasing m anners and a fakii w a y wlll'alAvays Avin admirers, but lasting friendship must be built upon a firmer foundation than a transitory smile, an hour of high spirits or even great physical beauty. Of course it is a pleasure to feel that one is favored by some radically beautiful woman, but. unless there be genuine congenial ity between the two concerned the time Mil come when passiA^e loveliness will cease to be attractiA-e. To retain friend- iiie must be oontinualty on the watch and not let the familiarity that comes from a lengthy knowledge of the other’s life breed the contempt that so often follows a close intimacy. To retain either friendship or love the illusions must not be dispelled. Do not, because you feel sure of your ground, le t th e com m o n p lace e n te r in and monopolize the everyday affairs. L e t the halo of sentiment hover over CA'en th e prosaic a f f a irs of da ily life, for, once dispelled, they can never form again, and in the one glimpse o f the material side of the intimacy may be utterly destroyed a relation at one time thought to he eternal. A. SiiTijy Kit. An English tourist in the highlands tells the folloAviug amusing story: He was traveling one daj’ last summer by rail in the north of Scotland, and at one of the stations four farmers en tered the train. They were all big, burly men and completely filled up the se a t on th e one side of th e com p a rt- At the next station the carriage door opened to admit a tall, cadaverous in dividual with about the lamp post. He endeavored to wedge himself in between two of the farm« and finding it a' difficult operation d according to act of parliament you 3 only entitled to eighteen inches of ruid^fluid ‘Aye, aye, my friend,” replied the farmer; “that’s a’ very g for you that’s been built that a girt :d tc :a said to one of them: “Excuse me, sir you must move up a bit. Each seat ii intended to accommodate five persons, and according to act of parliament y er; “that’s a : that way, 1 canna blame me if I ha’ua been con- struekit according to act of parlia ment!” _ __ _ ______ WUea to Eat Fruit. The question is often asked, At what time of day should fruit he eaten? In tropical countries, where fruit Is the chief article of food, the rule appears to be that the earlier in the day It is taken the better and the later the worse. In hot weather many wise people will eat none after noon, alleg ing that the digestion then declines in power with the decline of the day and the fruit, instead of digesting, decom poses oAving to the presence of the sac charine matter. The objection to fruit and certain kinds of vegetables late in the day, be the explanation what it may, is certainly justified by an am p le experience, though some persons can eat fruit at all hour.S without feeling any inconvenience.-Table Talks, A Plea For Courtesy. We have lost the old flOAvery forms ef politeness, and now w e never waste “Thank you!” on a fellow creature w h o is not o f our own immediate circle. A tradesman does, but he knoAVS It w ill be charged in the bill. I wonder what will bring ns back to the old sweet- ;ssss off manner?anner? Whyny shouldnould notot thehe ne o m vv s n t ' customer in the teashop or the custom er in the postofflee say “Please” when he gives his order and the other spai fi “Thank tou !” when he ha,s paid his postofflee say his order and the other lank you! bill? It makes life run so mu( easily.—Girl’s Realm. h > Be Expected. “Pshaw!” exclaimed the professor to Ihe student who was rehearsing his Latin oration, “you are too solemn. There’s no life in j'our speaking at all.” “Of course not,” responded the stu dent liA'ely enough. “You don’t expect it in a dead language, do you?” Twenty different languages are 'spo ken by the mining population of the authi'acite region in Pejmsylvania. Catarrh stomach. It is always radically and; permanently cured fay tfae fa1ood-poritying, alteratiTe«nd tonic action o f This greaLmedicinc !«»» wrought the xnort w(wdet«al ot aUJ^aes depaidiac
