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IK CRIME Of THE Mil.1 By RODBIGUES OTTOLENGUL Author of "An ArtUt In Crime," "A ConMei tf $ DHdmce," "A il'xlcm ITisord," "Final Proof," Etc. (Copyright, 1899, by O. P. Putnam'* Son*. All right* r**err*<L] I "You are right. Mr Mltcbel. My own case is n bitter exnuipie of the truth of the doctrine which 3*011 advocate. 1 am what >*ou aptly called a degenerate product of vleo In another. I say tills not as a plea for myself, but merely os an assertion of the truth. But let lue continue. As I have said, I have al^ ways loved Lilian Vale, despite my j recognition or the fact that she never could be mine. But soon a man named, or, rather, calling himself. Morton came.upon the scene, lie was wealthy s well as handsome. Just the sort of man to turn a young girl's head. lie won her heart. At tirst, when I saw blm making love to her, I would have strangled him out for the constaut effort which 1 always made to .overcome my homicidal tendencies. Later, wlioti I discovered thjifLilian had <0 tare tlTfHnan. 1 would not have harmed him for all the world. ' And so he found the opportunity to win from her all that a girl should hold most sacred. I went away for a time, hoping that absence would give me strength to hoar my loss, without yielding to the criminal proclivities which merely smoldered within my bosom. When I returned. I found Lilian had become a mother. Again it was with the greatest difficulty that I refrained from murder, but tlie motive for such nn net wns merely Jealousy. It was tlic fenr of becoming the father of a child of hers, of seeing in the beloved L. darling of my wife n reproduction of ^ my own degenerate self, which had lost me my Lilian. And now to sec her fondling the offspring of another was hard ludeed to bear. Hut I (lid not then know of the degradation into which he hnd plunged her. 1 thought they were Indeed -wedded, as they pretended to be. If I lmd known the truth. I would ' .' have killed him." "Poor fellow! IIo*.v you have suffered!" "The weeks and the months rolled by. Slippery Sam, one of my trusted friends, from time to time o.-cupled a room In the same ho:'se in which Lilian lived. He did this at my request to bring-me reliable news of all that occurred. I had a sort of presentiment that some day she would need my aid. The tluie came at length. One night I was with Slippery Sum In bis room when I heard a noise below. I listened and felt sure that some one was moving about in Lilian's room. I went back and brought out a candle. By its dim light I saw a man hurrying down stairs, carrying a bundle. 1 hastily followed. Hp walked swiftly through the dark streets, but I kept him* in view. Finally he reached an old graveyard and with ditliculty climbed over the fence. Then I discovered his purpose. He had stolen Lilian's child. I saw him strip off the single garment In which It was clad, and 1 saw him drnoslt the Infant in the high grass. "I was leaning against the wall, under the protecting shadow of a doorway next to the rail fence, -when he leaited back Into the street and hurried up town. 1 imagined that this was the husband, who thus took the tirst step toward abandoning poor Lilian. 1 was convulsed with rage aud sneaked along behind him, hesitating whether or not to strike him dead. As these thoughts were surging In my brain the man ahead of me stepped Into the light of an electric lamp at Chatham square, r and an Instant Inter I saw his face nnd recognized It?I say recognized it, for 1 knew him. It was Matthew Mora, the elder." "So the old man had stolen the son's child In repayment of the blow which he had received." "Perhaps. I knew nothing of that nt tbe time. I was overcome by the intensity of tbe emotions that surged up about my heart My brain seemed on fire. My eyes became blind, so that the old man disappeared from my view. Everything was red before me, blood color. Blood seemed to flow about me. The streets were covered wftli It. nnd it ran about In a rapid flood*. Now It rose to my knees; now ^ it reached to my waist, to my shoulP ders, to my neck. 1 experienced a sense of strangulation. 1 gasped, 1 reeled, nnd then In an Instant all be* ctitme clear again. My senses returned, and 1 ran forward to seize the flend who was a little ahead of me. He was rushing up the steps of the elevated railroad. 1 rnn after him, mounting three steps nt a time, but I reached the platform only in time to see him enter n train and to have the gate slammed in my face as the guard pulled the signal cord. Well, 1 was powerless for the moment, but the craving for blood was In my heart and would not be uppenseu. he first reckless impulse of madness, however, had passed and uow gave place to cunning. I went back to the house where Mprton IIveil, and 1 searched bis closet for n wiiii ui uuiuuig wuiuu wuuiu Bfrvf as a disguise. I found what you all now know ng the plnld suit My object in wearing that was to create the suspicion of Mortoo's guilt, for 1 had determined to kill old Morn, and the deed was already accomplished in ray mind, lie would be shown to have had provocation by the clever detectives who would Investigate the case. It would be discovered that the old man had stolen and abandoned tlio infant, and that would suffice as n motive. So I wore the suit and hastened to Morn's house, the location of which was well known to me. "I suw the watchman and did" not consider at the time why it was that he made no protest when 1 deftly unlocked the door with what be probfc amy TDougnt was a key. Uf course be J Imagined that I was the sou. I went lu and soon found old Mora's room. I He was In bed. He had the club, beRide him and sat up as I entered. Instoutly he began to abuse me, to taunt me with the less of the child, which he boasted of having put out of the way. It ws? then and from the words which he addressed to me lu the darkness, supposing that I was his son. that I discovered his relationship to my Julian's lover. Tills was a new and terrible shock to me. Again a turbid sea of blood engulfed me. The room seemed illuminated as with a glare of red (lie. I saw the old man sitting there in Ids bed. I saw the club at Ids side, and I sprang suddenly upon him and seized it. Then a desperate struggle begun. He. too. caught hold of the club. I wrestled with him and dually over (fuwitimi ii1111. ije ion to ins knees, nntl I swung tbe club upward and swiftly downward. Whether 1 struck him once or many times I will never know. a*d It Is immaterial. The llrst blow probably ended all. As soon as ho was still 1 lighted the gas and ransacked Ids desk. 1 found the will and Immediately realized that it would be a powerful weapon In certain emergencies. It could be used to blackmail young Mora in case ho should escape the suspicion of this crime. This brings me to the plaid suit. I put it on over my own clothing, but after entering the house I slipped it oil', lest blood should fall upon it. Before I departed I put it on again, for I knew then why the watchman had permitted me to pass, and I hoped that ho would see me ngaln as I left." "I see. You ishod to cast suspicion upon young Mora. That is why, when we were discussing tlie case, you expressed the opinion that the son had committed the crime?" "No. You are only partially correct. At the time of the murder I thought only of protecting myself. The criminal Impulse controlled me, and the little good that is In me was inactive for the time. But later I had no wish to see young Mora suffer. 1 needed not that for my own protection, and his death would have brought suffering to Lilian." "But you certainly expressed the opinion that Matthew Mora's soa killed him?" "I did, and it was the truth. Matthew Mora's son did kill him." "What do you mean?" exclaimed Mr. Mitchcl. "I am Matthew Mora's son," said Preacher Jiiu. "You?his son?" "Yes; 1 am the son of Matthew Mora and Margaret Crane. Mv mother ni ways; called me Matthew. Yon wore wrong when j*on expressed the opinion that my mother cut out my father's name from those letters. 1 found the letters one day and so learned the i truth. Later on I cut the names out | in order that the secret might not be I discovered by any one else." "This is Indeed a surprising revelation. You Matthew Mora's son! It Is like a tale of liction. And how very just Is Its ending! The man was murdered by the very child whom he had abandoned after bequeathing to him a heritage of crime." "Yes, in tlwe eyes of the law I am a murderer who should be hanged. Perhaps In the eyes of the Almighty Father I am an instrument of justice. Now that 1 have told you all you will more readily comprehend the craving for blood which seized me when In thjls monster, whe had thus cruelly He leaped bach Into the street and hurried up town. treated an Infant, 1 recognized my own father. Yon will understand better how the second paroxysm attacked ine in his room when 1 learned that the man who had stolen my Lilian's heart was my own brother and that thus. In spite of tny self sacrifice, the offspring of my beloved would have a heritage of crime which traced back to my own progenitor. You will comprehend with what fiendish Joy 1 sprang upon the man who was at once the author of my being and of all my suffering and wrongs. You will see why 1 took the will which deprived iny brother of one-half of his fortune. That Is the story of the killing of Matthew Mora. Was it a murder? I will not ask for the verdict of my fellow men, but will abide by the decision of my Maker." "There Is still one point which 1 wuuiu nue 10 nave expiaineu, snm | Mr. Barnes. "Mora's valet positively | asserts tlmt he saw his master In the ] house that ulght and that be helped him to dress In the plaid suit. How do you account for that?" "Very easily," said Preacher Jim. "The valet only tells this story at my request After the death of Slippery Sam I fully decided upon my own course. Upon one thing, however, I was determined?this man Mora, my own half brother, should right tho wrong which he had done to Lilian. 1 knew of his visits to tho rich girl up town nnd feared that it might be difficult to coerce him. The valet Is n member of our organization, nnd theveforo It was easy for uie to gain his co* operation, and ha readily consented to i t [ tell you the story which couvlnced you. Mr. Barnes, that Mora was guilty. I Thus I hoped to have you arrest him, j and when once uiore In custody 1 would have been able to bring bim to I terms by offering bim his liberty, whlcli be could only ba.ve obtaiued through my confession." "What will you do now?" asked Mr. Barnes. "All, that Is simple! Tliauks to Mr. Mltchel. my Idliau Is now a lawful wife, with her babe restored to her. You see. I know all at last. My Inhuman father is dead. My poor mother lies In her grave. Why should 1 live longer? Mr. Barnes, I deliver myself to you as your prisouer." "No, no, Mr. Barnes!" cried Mr. Mltchel. "Do not touch hint. This man shall go forth from my house, as he entered it, a free man." "You are wrong. Mr. Mltchel, though I thank you most sincerely. 1 must surrender to tlio law. Why not let Mr. Barnes lmve the glory of seeming to have unraveled the mystery and claim Morn's proffered reward?" "I should not make such a claim," retorted the detective. "No; I think you are a more houest mnn," snld I'rcachcr Jim. "Hut if you hand me over to the authorities you will receive credit, and thus I shall do some good In the world. Besides, you linve sutliclently earned Mora's money and ought to have It." "But why should you give yourself up at all?" argued Mr. Mltchel. "You have suffered so much that It would be an Injustice for you to suffer more." "It is Inevitable, and it is best. You forget that I have committed a second murder. I killed Slippery Sam. That, too, was In a moment of uncontrollable emotion. I lind just witnessed the death of my mother. 1 went forth into the street and ran along aimlessly. By chance I approached your doorway, and I saw Slippery Sam leave your house. Instantly I jumped to the conclusion that he had betrayed me, for he knew the truth. He knew when 1 took the plaid suit and when I returned It. In fact, lie knew everything. In the disordered state of my mind it was Impossible for me to reason calmly. I seized Sain by the throat. lie had a knife In bis hand. I wrenched It from him and killed him. As he fell the cunning of the beast?no; the cunning of the man who Is worse than a beast?came to me. I knew that you would know of tills murder committed so near your house. I recalled the arguments aud theories that we had exnlinnrroil ntul I Ml V??.?evvi, IIIIU * 01114'tw UIU ? III IIIIU the poor dying boy's pocket that you might And it there and be mystified." "It did puzzle ine for a time," admitted Mr. MItehel. "And so, you see," said Treacher Jim, almost wearily, "the end must come now. I cannot permit myself to live longer. My father was a Sadist. The- love of cruelty which made him strangle a poor defenseless monkey, which caused him once to tie a boy up by his thumbs in a garret and leave him there until ho fainted, which prompted him to pinch and kick and otherwise torture children and animnls, has been transmitted to me, bis firstborn, his abandoned son, In a more virulent form. Twice I have yielded to the craving for blood. Twice I have taken human life. I am a fiend in human guise, n beast, a monster. Nothing is left for me on earth. No human love can be mine. For mo there is no charity, no reformation, no salvation. I am a menace to my kind. There is nothing for ine but extermination. I must be condemned to die. All 1 ask Is that at the supreme moment when I am sentenced I may be allowed to speak, to tell my story, that it may appeal to civilization, to humanity, in behalf of those utterly forlorn creatures, the congenital criminals. That will be my last sermon. And may God have mercy on my soul!" THE END. God's word, in course of time, has come to mean the voice of enlightened reason. ? Rev. Georgo A. Thayer, Unitarian, Cincinnati. "So I went back to him and threatened fcls life." A Ticklish Situation There are many such in the unusually strong story by Major Arthur Griffiths, A Girl of Grit While the detective in the picture uses a revolver now and then, the story is not one <?f blood and thunder. Tt i q a 1nu? ctorv Knt t vi r> love making is done under peculiar and often exciting conditions. | We have purchased the serial ' * rights of A Girl of Grit" and V* the first chaptars will be pubtished la this papar soon. The evening hours I spent in blissful tetea-tete with Frida. The illustration doesn't look like love tinder difficulties, but the two interesting young people had a hard time of it, nevertheless. Their trials, adventures, dangers, escapes and triumphs are told fascinatingly in the serial story A GIRL OF GRIT By Major Arthur Griffiths | A band of arch conspirators endeavor to secure the fortune of the hero and they stop at nothing to gain their end. They are foiled after desperate efforts and much is due to the charming heroine, the "girl of grit." The story will appear In this paper soon, being published In Installments. Look for it. Oplnm Smokers In Clilna. To learn the actual number of opium smokers is impossible, but we know the amount of the foreign import of tills drug, and the naive confessions of reformed opium smokers tell us precisely tlie amount of opium required to pass tlie yin or craving* It is one-flfth of an ounce daily. An ounce or liang is consumed in live days, and a catty guflicos for 8(1 clays. Four catties are enough for 320 days, and anoffior half catty will carry tlie smoker to flic end of a year with comfort. A pieul is enough, then, for only 22 persons, and 50,000 plculs is sutlieieut for not more than 1,100,000 persons. The rich province of Szccluieu produces 100.000 plculs of opium, and tlie cultivation is always increasing. At Chungeliing 30,000 piculs sutllce for consumption in the province, and <55.000 piculs are exported. We may conclude that the smokers of that province cannot be less than 000,000. Since tlie population is 07,000.000, the number of smokers is one in 100. In Sliensi one in 140 smokes, in Szeehuen one in 100. In Formosa one in 15 is tlie proportion in cities, where tlie people are sunk to the lowest point of degradation, and this is the largest proportion yet known of opium smokers as compared with the general population.? Shanghai Mercury. Tlie Nortli Atlantic lee Cniie., To protect themselves against floating Ice In the north Atlantic a system of mutual warning is in use. Inspired by the common danger with which ships are assailed in these latitudes. This system is the ice code and consists of questions and replies, conveyed by special signal flags. At the top of a blackboard in the wheelliouse is painted In white letters "Ice Code." Beneath it In one steamer Is this question and these answers: 1. Have you seen ice? 2. Saw heavy pack Ice between latitude 50 and 51 and longitude 41 and 42. 3. Saw large iceberg or bergs between latitude 42 and 42.20 and longiA..A AC* ? 1A iuuu to uuu it?. 4. Saw light field ice or small iceberg or bergs between latitude 44 and 45 and longitude 47 and 48. 5. Saw no Ice so far; had clear weather. G. Saw no Ice so far; had hazy weather. 7. Saw no ice so far; had thick fog. With the question asked in No. 1, and each of ttic replies shown in the following numbers, is a representation of the flags, painted in colors, by which the ships, signal to each other the interrogatory and answer. Rnl nc'a Picture of Ccorne Smut. In the published volume of his letters to Mine. Ilanska, Balzac thus describes George Sand as he saw her in 1838: "I found her in her dressing gown, smoking an after dinner cigar beside the lire in an Immense room. She wore very pretty yellow slippers with fringes, coquettish stockings and red trousers. Physically she lias acquired a double chin, like a can^i. She has not a single white hair, notwithstanding her terrible misfortunes. Her beautiful eyes are still as sparkling as ever. When sunk in thmught, she looks just as stupid as formerly, for. as 1 told her after observing her, the expression of iiv-i Hue n?s w urtiiy in tier eyes. "She goes to lied at 0 In the morning and rises at noon. She Is an excellent mother, worshiped by hor children. but she dresses her daughter Solnngo In hoy's clothes, and that Is not well. She Is like a man of 20, morally, for she Is innately chaste and artist only on the surface. She Kuaokes to excess and plays perhaps a. little too much the great lady." Growing Power of the Illblo, Tho Bible is still to direct the farces uf onr civilized life, only it will do this with it thousandfold more power.? Rev. Dr. G. W. Davis, Presbyter it n, St. Paul. ? | If a Woman 1 \t wants to put out a fire she doesn't o ti heap on oil and wood. She throws ft ft on water.knowing that waterquenches Q fire. When a woman wants to get ?) ft well from diseases peculiar to her sex, ft ft she should not add fuel to the fire ft i% already burning her life away. She ? ft should not take worthless drugs and ft ft potions composed of harmful narcot- ft O ics and opiates. They do not check ft ft the disease?they do not cure it?they ft ft simply add fuel to the fire. ft taken by every woman ft menstruation; andbydotng || ^KEHa^Ba' hundred and one aches and ft BsKSPm and beauty, happiness and ft pood temper front many a ft ffiBOS&'.Ea woman's lite. It is the one ft remedy above all others 4* The Spcntltlir I ft. By most men the rosy dreams of youth are never realized. The workmen must always far outnumber the employers. more than KK) to 1. The man who puts off the practice of economy, waiting for a time when it will be easier .for him to deprive himself of certain pet luxuries, learns when it is too late that he has passed the point where he can demand of the present that it shall help provide for his future. Among all the acquaintances I have liad in the past 10 years, not one spendthrift among them lias retired from business a successful man. Possibly you may look upon that word "spendthrift" as one that cannot lie applied to you. You may think it applies only to one who foolishly throws away a fortune. If you will turn to your dictionary you will read that lie is a spendthrift who is improvident or wasteful. The word applies with equal force to tlie man earning $10 a week and to him who has tliou sands.?Saturday Evening Post. Stormy Dny Sln;nt?ls. In Newton. Mass., the public school: are closed on stormy days, but as i devolves upon the superintendent tc determine what constitutes a "stormj day," tlie pupils frequently have n< means of knowing whether or no school will "keep" when the weatlie is threatening. Arrangements liavt now been made whereby the Bostoi weather bureau will send a forecast ti Newton each morning, and upon tin receipt of the same signal Hags wil be hoisted over the sclioolhouses foi the guidance of the pupils. IV II 0\vl??il What i.s knowledge? It is not mem cry. It is not familiarity with facts. I is not observation. It is not even expo ri? noe. Jt is oil these put to soak in tin human mind. It is all these digested bj the human brain. So we put facts int< the thought hoppers of boys and girls. They are ground in the thinking mill of life and they come out as knowledge, ideas which can be baked into the bread of wisdom. This gives strength, gives purpose an 1 makes for power. ? Rev. Jcnkin Lloji Jones, Episcopalian, Chicago. A Natural Inquiry. "Papa." said Tommy Tread way. "Now, Tommy," replied Mr. Treadway. "I shall answer only one more question today. So be careful what you ask." "Yes, papa." "Well, go oil." "Why don't they bury the Dead sea?"?Household Words. Ilouv.l: en tin* Horse. The Joke is on an Auburn (Me.) 111:11 who mixes up bran for bis horse ever, night and who also uses sawdust fo bedding. It seems that his wife, wh sometimes assists ia the care of th horse, changed the barrel coniainln the sawdust to where the bran ham had been standing. The husband, ih noticing the change, fed his horse wit sawdust and bedded it down wit bran. Hit itcldlnK Iii"i:ri!co of Liitc, He who lovt - God and 111111 not onl complies with a divine nqidrev m hut < nnoi.b s his on 11 charactt r, sanct: lies his own life.?Rev. Dr. L. A. C'rai dull, Baptist, Chicago. 1)1 V I IIP I.IM P. Where divine love <::ii: :-i ndmittanc to a hrval 'a heart, taut individual ns cends the 11 ale of miracles and meet the warmest wit-h of men and angels.? Mrs. Mary linker U. Eddy, Christ ia: Scientist. Iloston. "The farmer is now recognized an esteemed :is he li:is never been before, remarks The Southern Cultivator. Spinach is <juite popular in the Nc\ Orleans market from September t March. I trend leaved (landers and e? tra largo leaved savoy are excellei] varieties. Some experiments appear to slto\ that it is not good praetiee to use a excessive amount of nitrogen to a cro of cotton in expectation that n crop c corn the following year will get an particular benctlt from It. T ?*">! GENERAL NEWS NOTES. Svliolarsliip Appointmcnt. Mia* Neiia Gdhland, daughter of the late Dr. K J. Gilhlaud of Essley, 8. C , has rtceived the appointment from this Sta'o to the Oread institute, Worclitster, Mass. Miss Gilliiand icceived tier education at the Agness Scott Institute, D.catur, Ga., and the Virginia College for Young Lviiet, itoauoke, Ya. She is well qualified to pursuo the coorgo at the institute. S. I\. llalkwin, Columbus, Ga., wiitet: I < < rationally give a TiiKTniNA Poader to ketp my teethiug chi'd's gums softened. 36-2t. Famine in Cotton Seed Hulls. Cotton seed hulls are a thing of the past in Greeuville. Toe recent great den and for hulls ba< utilized the supply and it is impossible t> secure them at fitly price. The South Carolina Cotton Oil com pauy, wh'ch usua ly keej 8 a hr^e supply of hulls on hand, havo Bold out completely. In < rd -r to ftipply tin demand, hulls v. i 11 have to be eecured Ironi the lower part of the State and shipped int > (iiveuville. It will be at least thirty days before the stock o' uew hulls will be on the market?Grcenvi le News. Cliumbcrluin's Cough Remedy a Grent Ra vorite. I _ The toothing and healing propertics <f this rtnietly, its pleasant taste ' and pronipt and permanent cures have made it a great favorite with people everywhere. It is especially ! prize ! l y mothers of small children . for colds, cr< up and whopping cough, :aritcl.\H\8 i (lords quick relief, aod ! \\< it contains no opium or other harm| lul drug, it may he given as confii !? n'ly t'? h hahy as to an adu't. For sale by F. (J. Duke, Druggist. Cuts an:l Cruises Quickly Healed Chamberlain's I'ain IJ.ilrn applied ?. a cut. I?r^iso, burn, rea'd or like ? ) > aid instantly allay the pain and heal the parts in less timo than any other treatment. Unites the in* jury is very tevire it wid n? t leave a " scar, l'rt'n ll.ilm aho curea ihcumaI tisro, sprains, swellings and lauienees. I For gale by F. (J. Dike, Druggist. , Prncccdirps lave been instituted t in the eliHtueiy court to e: j ?ir* the city of Cl.altunoog'i front } ayit g the bond is si e of S11)0,000 wi ie.li will s >on be due the C neiunuti Siuthern railway C rrpsny. The grounds of 4 the injunctions aie that, according to 1 tlestate constitution, the I ou-'s were . rliegally issued. ! Cured of Chronic Diarrhoea After .. Thirly 1 'ents of Suffering. i 'T st li red thirty years with diar> rhcea and thought I was past being nr<d," rcjs John S. llalloway, of 1 Fonch Cairp, M if a. I lad '.pent ao ot a eh time and money and fu tiered so much that I had given up all hope of ft o .ve ry. I was so feeble from the j effects id the diarrhoea thai 1 could .it. l>n L t tt.l ?.f loK v* ?# ? 1-4 ? /? ??* MM K\.Mi\M ? ! >UW J, l/? U?U Hvl CVCU B '.ravel, but by accident I was permited c to fis.tl k botl'e < f Chi mherlain'a 3 Colic, Cholera ami Diari but a Kemedy, and after taking several bottles I am ' entirely cured of tLat trouble. I am *o p'eaeed with the result tl at I am anxious thai it bo in rtach of all who .-ulhr ; s I Lave." For sale by F. C. Duke, Druggist. Diphihciia is if ported as being epi* denrc in at ler.st two neighborhoods in Yuik county, but to fur thdre have been no deaths. The people do not seem to be eo seriiusly alarmed,owing t.o ti.e fact that the disease yields readily to the anti-toxinc ruiudy. The I most perious draw back is tho expensivencss <>f the i reparation. It coets from ?2 50 to $-1.1)0 an ii j-etion and is not easily w'ubio reach of v? ry poor n pe >ple. A !f\v jc.'.rs ago similar con>' dit'ons would have treated a panic, hut not so now, thanks to sceii c;. o 1 | An | J | imperfect skin j | is always caused by 2 | bad blood. Remove the 2 j & cause! Improve your 2 [ | blood. IIow? By tak- 2 I." & ing the blood purifier 2 $ that has stood the test 2 * for thirty years 2 : I Johnston's " parsaparilla I P QUART BOTTLB. I i It has thousands of 1 v | happy friends. Quart 1 o | Bottles sell every- 1 ft __jI . <J*_ J d ? p wnere at :pi. * 11 fe "THE MICHIOAN DRUO COMPANV," 4 J petroU.MIch. 2 N t LiverrUes for Liver Ills, 2 n The Famous Little Liver Pills, P ? f tfOlt SALE 15Y Dli. F. 0 . DUKE, UNION, S. 0.