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"' Hundreds of thoughts hashed throui
^ George Buckley's brain. There wi
i~ Indeed, n large amount of money
the safe, and thousands of dollars
i it belonged to poor people who hi
p*%. brought it to him and Hillyer in abs
? ' . lute faith as to its security. Could 1
|jg gire up their money to aave- his o^
g life, and?
hL "Another quarter," said the leader
K the men. "I'll count six, and ef 1
bk,don't move when I say six, pull dov
IF'together, Llstenl That's the 12 o'clo<
!?' '/train. Fire Jest as it's passln', boy
We. won't take no rcsk on the sour
W. tietfchln' outside."
P* Oeeirgo heard the coming train. T1
rumble of it was felt in the walls ?
fr the building. The mountaineer wt
t measuring its approach by countir
riy: "une?two?three? four"?
*ut down your guns," said Qeorf
kley. "No man can expect nnoth<
lacrlflce bis life for a little morie;
done the best I can. Put dow
r guns."
["hat's the talk, young feller. Yo
no fool. For-a minute you tuc
thing so durn cool I thought yo
i goln' to commit suicide. But kee
covered, boys. We don't take n
aces on him, nur no other chap."-'
fou needn't be afraid," said George
i a cold, hard smile. "You fellow
imply too much for me. They sa;
V man has his. price; I reckoi
'11 give me part of- the money,
it to leavo the country. They wll
soy I was concerned In it?becaus*
ny father. Is that understood?I'h
jet part?"
fes, that's understood," said tin
ler eagerly. "Boys, we'll have t<
ide with '1m?he's the right sort."
be train rattled by. George left bli
>1 and went to the safe. With i
i/l 1,1? -
#icouieu iiK? umi or a dene
^^Ann'S In the lamplight, he twirled th<
raBmblnation bolt back and forth; thei
?|? suddenly turned to them, passing
wearily over his brow.
|$j?Look here," he said. "I'll have to
pyBfess that you've rattled me. I
tbe Iock and the letters
^flMfche combination have slipped my
??
"Ah!" snarled tiie man addressed.
S^Tou can't come that on us. lloys, he's
||wyln' to gain time. He thinks we
f|??yn't git In the safe. Sock It to the"?
?m"?old on!" Gof)r??e held up his hand.
I can tigurc out the
jKontblnatlon In a few minutes If you'll
fHnly take "those blasted guns off me
|Hnd stnnd back. I'm not made of
f^Btono. :.lIow .can a man get his mind
Hbn a tiling like that while you are
ttHolnting revolvers at him. Leave mo
^Hone a minute. I'm with you, but give
Ijflne a minute.to collect myself?to think
The leader laughed. "Boys," he said,
Ahe's scared: a sight wuss 'n he looks.
f^That's a compliment to us. Stand out
IMde the office. I'll stay with 'lm; but
ef you hear the slightest noise run in."
LThe two men did as ordered, and
George sank- .into a chair at Hlllyer'e
d$sk. He drew a blank sheet of papej
to him and dipped a pen.
"Now git to work," said the leader
approaching and looking over his shoul
der.
George glared upC 'V "Not un
less you keep away ir^^i me. Gei
back," he dematided sharply, "or I'l
tbror- it up."
"V be 80 tetchy," an<
the I etreated to the door, wlier
he 616*4; failing against the wall
George hob gained Unde
the pretense of trying to recall th
Combination be hod gained time to
something he had In view. He wa
going to write a note to Hlllyer an
cautiously slip It into the old man's'daj
book on the desk. This 1m what h
hastily penned and addressed to Hll
Three unknown men have me covert
with revolvers to force me to open guf
They think I am now studying out con
blnatlon. Escape Impossible. I know yc
Would rather have me give In, but
eon't. The world believes the son of
thief will steal, and ft would say I wi
party to the crime. I'm tired of tl
struurle anyway. I never would ha'
I committed suicide, but am not averse
this chance to prove I despise dishonest
I tV) this one thing tor me: Tell I* C.
1 .died hoping It would show that I am i
honest man. I don't believe these m<
ten possibly get Into the safe, and 1
refusing them the combination I can sa
your money and the money deposited 1
many poor people who need It. Tell h
the only horror I have In facing tl
thing tonight la In leaving her to becoi
that man's wife. Qod knows he cann
take care of her or make her happy,
digedvered In Atlanta that he Is a ban
ntpt. Tell her that?
"Say, are you goln' to take all night
cried the man at the door.
George deftly slid the unfinished I
tor Into the book jn the desk and dr<
another sheet of paper to him. Tl
j~ sheet he held before his eyes as
studying It as he turned to the speak
B? "I say, are you goin' to set tlmr
HB night?" repeated the burglar testily.
iga George tore the sheet Into small to
|R and threw them on the lloor. "I
||j I been thinking It over," he said. "Ton
m r* the upper hand of me, but"stood
up and leaned on the back of
m cb?lr, grasping It flrnily. "I'm go*
B to refuse."
H "Refuser
"Yes, I'm going to refuse." Geori
;fB Angers dosed on the potto of the ch
prongi> of steel, and, swinglnt
By WILL N. HARBEN,
Author of
"Abner Dan*
tel." "The
| . Land of the
ff??A tV.
L & North Walk
Mystery," Etc.
y HARPER <Q BROTHERS
gli upward, lie sprang toward the man on
is, guard. But he was not quick enough.
In With a grunt of alarm the burglar fired
of directly at his breast. George had seen
id his peril and tried to dodge, but the
10- shot struck him in the forehead, and he
[10 reeled, tottered against the wall and
m fell. The others rushed in and would
have fired again at the prostrate form,
of but their lender stopped them with a
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J 77ic ?7iot struck lilm in the forehead. (1
I .
? motion of his hand. Kneeling, be put
i his band in tbe vicinity of Buckley's
^ benrt.
"Tliat will do," be said grimly. "He's
done for. Now, jjit yore tools and set 11
1 to work. We can't afford to miss on
tbis Job now."
1 "I reckon not," said tbe man called J'
Bill, and be hurried out into the darkness
of the warehouse. While bo was ^
creeping about over the rough, grain 8*
strewn flpor with massive, crunching 111
tread tbe remaining two stood facing
cauu oilier, tneir races paling under the ni
? - on
"lie fetched It on hisse'f," said the w
uinn with the smoking revolver. "He It
didn't Intend to give up the combina- h<
tlon. He was playln' us to ghin time hi
nn' done It well. I'll say that for Mm." ni
lie Htonncd to the office door and P'
Called out, "What In thunder arc you G
dolu' back thnr?" hi
a smothered oath was all that came t
to hiui and the jangling clatter of a tl
pair of iron tloor scales, against which w
the searcher for the tools had stum- s<
bled. Suddenly rapid footsteps sound- tl
ed on the sidewalk near the,front door, o'
and a band was laid on the latch. e<
^ "George! George Buckley! What's
1 the matter in there? Killing rats, old
man?" It was Itob Hanks' voice. D
It was the signal for lliglit. The man
' who "had gone for the tools could be g
heard unbarring the door in the rear. ^
The two in the office tiptoed out into n
the warehouse, and then, seeing the p
^ door open, panic seized them, and they c
' ran for their lives. Bob Hanks heard ^
them. nnd. having lin<\ no reply to his t
* question, he suspected foul play and j<
0 darted at once round the warehouse e
' toward the back end. He was Just in t
r time to see three figures running at t
0 the top of their Hpeed down the rail- t
r way. He pulled his rcvolyer^aiid fired j
? p.n Ineffectual shot after ;tb6m. With
the weapon in his hand he'entered the ;
' open door nnd groped toward the light
* In the office, calling loudly for Buck- ]
'- ? - - -a?
ley. Keucmug me ouili-, uu iuuuu
George stretched upon the floor. Turnip
ing hlui over, he snw the wound In hi?
jl head and hastily felt his heart.
iu "My Lord, they'vo killed 'lm!" he
1 gasped. Hastening to the front door,
^ he opened it and ran out. In the half
10 moonlight down the street he saw a
** man standing motionless.
y? "What's the matter over thar?" the
i man called out. "Shootln* at somein
body, Mr. Buckley?"
?n "Buckley's been shot!" Bob answerva
ed. "Run for a doctor, quick!"
by "My God!" the man exclaimed. "I'll
be as quick as I can. Dr. Jobe's at
jj* home."
,ot When the physician came ten mlnI
utes later Bob met blm at the door. "1
lk" thought he was dead Just now," h?
said, "but he's still breathing."
"Hold the lamp for me," said the
doctor as he bent over the wounded
man, and as Bob obeyed be quickly
*7* made an examination of the wound.
1|" The firm pressure of his fingers seemed
to revive Buckley somewhat, for be
groaned and began to struggle.
"Is this all the wound he has?" Dr.
Jobe asked.
;,t- "I think so," said Honks. "I heard
only one shot"
"Are you sure of that?" '
"Yes, I am. I was on the far cornet
"* of the vacant lot going home. I'm
pretty sure only one was fired."
The doctor made another examine,
tlou.
re s "iH it bad?' asked Bob anxiously.
lftV[ "Can't toll yet," daid the doctor, "bu?
( 11 I think be has a good chance, to pull
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?m? ZMzmmmmm?
^DR. I. lv
vDEN
Crown and Bridge'
r*7 w?V (\ SjV**r? ft *t.V
through. He's bndly stunned, but
don't think there's ally fracture of th
skull. We must move him up to Hill
yer's. This Is no place to nurse a mai
as bad olT as he Is."
CHAPTER XXX.
[s^r^inE next morning half the vil
I 3 1 lage dropped in to see when
I | I George Buckley had fallen. Nc
' 1 one was able to say exactly
how the thing had happened. The doc
tor, while reporting that George was
practically out of danger, had forbidden
any one to question the young
man, and all sorts of speculations and
rumors were in the air. It was not
until late In the afternoon that even
Illllyer lind a full explanation, for It
was not till then that ho ran across
the letter George had written. Several
old men were In the office at the time.
Hanks wns there, and Bascom Trultt,
wiping his eyes and vowing revenge
on thu miscreants who had so cowardly
attacked a brave man.
Major Cranston, well wrapped in
rugs and braced by pillows, had come
down In n carriage with his negro manservant
and sat with the rest, pale of
face and weak looking, yet relieved to
discover that some valuable papers he
had left In lllllyer's keeping were intact
He had heard that the safe had,
been opened, and then he had heard
that report contradicted and could only
est satisfied by coming himself, weak
is he wns. Illllyer hnd been strangey
silent all the afternoon, but when
le came upon George's letter he roso
ind began to talk in a voice that sank
leep and shook with uncontrollable
-motion.
"I've Jest found the key to It," he
aid, the letter in his hand, "an' I'll
jvu uii win uiinK well o' that poro I
rounded boy when you know what iJ.
1 o. Last night three armed men sllmj
>ed up on 'lui right here In this office?
reckon, from what I gather, thaibey
told 'liu his daddy was a convict,*
n* folks In general didn't expect 'la* *
o be honest nohow, an' that ef "her
ldn't open the safe they'd kill 'im an'
ore in It the'rselves. He wasn't
impted one minute, but he wanted to
:ave a line to me before he died."
iillyer choked up and was silent for a
lomcnt. The group bent toward him,
'1th working features and eyes dismded.
"So he told 'em all right, the*
g was up, but they'd have to give 'im
me to work out the combination.;
hey 'lowed he was doln* it, but ln-;
:ead ho was writin' a last word to*
e. He said he was tired o' livln' any-i
aw, the world was so down on 'Im,
so ho said uvr, \
as goin' to refuse. He said he hoped#
would give the lie to the belief ttaatl
? was dishonest beca'se his old daddyJ
nd gone wrong. Thar was anotbe*
latter ho writ t.-\bout, but that was
rivate. I wanfto say, though, that
eorge Buckley wasn't happy; heJ
ain't been happy fer a long time. J
liar aro men in .this world that think
icy are too good to mix an' mingle*
lth men o' his stamp, but I've got
;ch a durn contempt fer that sort o'
ling that I feel like slappln' the Jaws
i frtllra that iln In this llllV nf Onllcrllt.
nuient."
"Same hero!" said Ilascom Trultt.
They were nil somehow looking at
tnjcr Crnnaton. Even Hanks had fixed
lm with a curious stare. The invalid
tlrred uneasily in his chair. OneJof'!|
is pillows fell to the floor, but the
egro mafi behind him forgot to restore
t. Negroes comprehend the most denote
workings of the Anglo-Saxon
rain, and this black creature knew
hat his master had incurred the dlsileasure
of his neighbors. Cranston
teemed to feel that he ought to speak,
mt he did not like the expressions on
he faces of Trultt and Hillyer, and
:heir voices had rung with accusing dean
nee.
"What do you think ought to be done,
Mr. Hanks?" he asked.
"I don't know," said Hanks. "I don't |
know."
"Weil," ventured Cranston, interlacing
his white, thin Angers, "I see no
harm in wiring the governor to offer a
reward for the arrest of the men. The
editor of the Citizen told me as I came
down that he'd publish anything free
of charge. If the governor would offer
$500, or even three"?
"Governor!" snorted Trultt. "Do you
reckon I'd go to that cowardly skunk
to help in a mntter like this? Ef we
linin't able here at home to stand be
bind n boy tbnt offered his life to save
the money o' the widows an' orphans
in this county we ort to be whipped."
"Huh!" ejaculated Hanks suddenly.
"Fire hundred dollars fer the man that
shot George Buckley. I'll give $6,000
in cash out o' my own pocket! You tell
the editor that fer me, an* tell Mm the
quicker he prints it the better it'll suii
me. Tell 'lm to git out a extra an'
handbills an' send 'cm on bosses an
trains in all directions. I'll foot th<
bill." He was standing now, and bh
glance was bearing down significant!]
on the major. "I never met a bettci
man than George Buckley. He's wntl
more to the community than forty
'leven fluted bosom ring politicians
Seems to me I beard some fool womai
or other say thar was a few people ii
this town that tried to bold their head
above Mm on account o' his afflictioi
By gum, them sort ud have to climb
powerful high mountain to look ove
that boy's bead, an' don't pv>u forge
it" J
"That's the ticket!" snrtd Ti-ultt, fo
lowing Hanks outside.
"Seems to me,'^ said Cranston, h
mua x.u;uU?ilV ivu
1. ilAIR,^ITIST..
^
Office Bank Building
f' '*? Union. S f
1 proud lip quivering us he turnea to
c Hlllycr, "that I'm belli;; lilt at. I didn't
I* coiuo down here to talk over my?my
0 family matters with anybody."
"We are all worked up In sympathy
for George." Ilillyer said coldly. "But,
knowiny what 1 do about the hearts
. o' yore daughter an' George Buckley,
, I feel like tellln' you to go to the deuce
, with yore notions o' family honor,
r Major Cranston."
"I have not said 1 wanted to discuss
1 the matter with you," retorted the mai
jor sharply.
i "I don't care whether you want to
i discuss It or not," answered Hillyer.
"You are blind as a bat. The man you
Rre trying to make yore gal marry is
a dirty, sneaking coward, an'
"Why don't you tell him these
things V broke in Cranston angrily.
"lie's been told twice to his teeth by
friends o' mine an' tuck it like a whipped
pup."
"You mean to tell me that Governor
Telfare let any man insult him without
resenting it?"
"Yes; he was low enough to meet
' George Buckley on yore own lawn an'
ord?r him away as if he had been a
! dog". The boy cussed 'lm fer everything
he could think of, all o* which
yore brag man took like a egg suckln'
dog. After that Bas Trultt went to
Atlanta an' told 'lm what he thought
of 'itn In his own house an' then pull- |
ed his ears good an' sound an' left Mm.
That's the man you are tryin' to link
I fn> vnn a
? .>vu. luruijr name?a man who today,
accordin' to reliable information, 1
Is a bankrupt an* don't own the shirt
on his back?a man who never had any
staudin' an' only got into office as a '
dark horse by the skin o' his teeth
when the party disagreed between two
respectable men. You want the truth;
bottom of her heart. She loves George
| Buckley, an' she would marry 'ini today
If she wasn't afeard you'd drap ,
dead of heart disease. I don't believe
yore heart's got that sort o' disease.
Dr. Jobe says you eat too much an' 1
that it's notliin' but yore old liver." j
Cranston was as white as the pillow
behind him. i
"Can you prove that Telfare is?Is
Insolvent?" he asked. !
"Yes, I can." I
"And that lie refused to fight under '
an Insult like you say Buckley and
Trultt gave him?"
"Yes."
"Well, I'd like to have the proof." '
"Til git it fer you," said Hillyer. "I
hftftgt got no time fer that now. I see
ooinlii* frnin home. TTe'U know
mi entered a moment later. "The dan-gef
Is entirely over. It's Just good
uussin' he needs now. Lord, he had
*V?lo?c Shave!" [
' Hillyer's face melted Into tenderness. :
Reaching out his hand to Cranston, he
said Impulsively: !
"We cay n't afford to quarrel at sech
a time, major. I'm so happy over that
hoy's escape that I cayn't entertain
hard feelin'." 1
"Well, I'm sure I wish him no harm," ;
said the Virginian as he gave his arm
to his servant and turned from the
room. !
"You got that news straight, did you, (
II ?b?? ? 1 x "
jiui; ji&Kiru nit; inercnnni eageriy.
"Prom Jobo hisso'f. Oh, George Ml
pull through?" j '
. "A?* tbnnk OM Ter It," repliea inn- \
yer. reverently as he sank Into his i .
chair. j 1
"We eertuinly have had a time of It
this week," said Kenner. "Jest think
how old Trabue's suffered."
*An* I'm thankful he's doln' so well," |
Bald II11 Iyer. "They told me this
mornln' at his house that he was much '
better."
"Better?" cried Kenner. "Why, he's 1
dead I"
"De-ad? Oh, no, Ilm?no, no!"
' "Yes, he's gone, Mr. Illllyer. They
come a-runnin' fer Jobe about two
hours ago, but he didn't git tlinr in
time. They thought he was goin' to
make the riffle, but he tuck a bad spell
all of a sudden, an' thar wasn't no
holdin' Mm back."
Hlllyer turned his back to the speaker
and leaned bis head on his hand, j
Kenner looked at him curiously for a
minute; then he said:
"I Mowed I'd say, Mr. Illllyer, that I
know bow to do George's work, an* I'd
take It as a favor to keep it up till he's
able to come down."
But Hlllyer was not listening.
"I say, I Mowed"? But the merchant '
was still Inattentive, and Kenner left
the room, his eyes fixed in a puzzled
stare on the old man at the desk.
"I'll swear he's a qnar old duck,"
Kenner mused as he walked toward
' the compress, his hands in his pockets.
"1 never know how to take Mm."
i
I CHAPTER XXXI.
- TIBER dn.vs later George was
'Ill n'>'? to S'1 an:l ,I,K0
I III light nourishment. Mrs. llilij
' J yer proved the host mid tenr
rterest of names. On the afternoon of
i the third day she came in and sat be.
side hint.
ir "I ortn't to bring my worries to a
a slek man." she said, with n little forced
it laugh, "but you know Mr. Ilillyer
s mighty nigh ns well as I do, George,
i. an' It's bis actions that's trouhlin' me
now. Ever since ho set up nil night
t with the o! I men over Trnbue's body
ft he's been nctln' curious, nn' this morn
in' he saddled a boss nn' went off tc
1- the mount-ins. sayln' lie wouldn't be
hi (CJotttlnaed on 6fch pag e.)
4
DUTCH CHEESE MAR
*
QUAINT ALKMAAR AND ITS ANCIEf
WEIGH HOUSE SCALES.
A Town In Northern Holland Will*
For Over Two Hundred Yeara Hi
Had the "Rlshta to Wtlnh" Evei
Cheene Made In the Itealui.
Though Eidam, on the Zuydcr Ze
gives its name to those rose red splieri
i we know as "Dutch cheeses," whlc
are instinctively associated with ii
digestion, yet it is ,A lk ulnar, in nortl
eru Holland, that conduces to the weel
ly importance of this edible of con
merce, as any one who lias ever stoo
in the quaint old market place upon
Friday, and about the hour of 11001
will have speedily come to understanc
For the Dutch cheese producer, in
: deed, "ull roads" ma3* be said to len<
to Alkmnur, likewise all waterways
and there are mnny of them. Tlilthe
come the cheeses by rail, by cart nnt
by boat; you stumble over them- lnsid<
the station as you alight from tin
train; they dispute the right of way be
tween the rows of narrow, many col
ored and curibusly gabled houses; tliej
stand in solid stacks upon the landing
stages?heaped up like cannon balls it
readiness for an immediate bombard
ment and, if 'twere not libelous t(
breathe aught savoring of disrespect tc
a friendly country's national comestl
ble, as deadly, possibly, ulso to an un
accustomed stomach as their leader
prototypes.
But, be that as it may, the cheese
market is a rare good sight In quaint
Alkmaar when the peasant proprietor
and his vrouw come in to drive their
bargain nt the weigh hoouse with the
wholesale agents from far and near,
and every hostelry does its own brisk
trade with both parties. Across those
rounded bridges peculiar to Holland
come shoals of peasant folk in picturesque
attire. Who does not know
by now the dress with its glorious cap
and golden "corkscrew" ornaments, the
pride of many a generation, making
pretty faces doubly bewitching and
U??l 1 * *
tTic h'ardesT"feat'ured"tfaftftSSN Wi"
years? On they come?clatter, clatter,
clatter, voluble with their guttural tlueucy
we somehow feel we ought to understand
because of Its confusingly
familiar sound, but its very kinship to
German sends us astray, and we listen
and listen till the Jargon about the
weigh hoouse becomes a more hopeless
Jumble of sounds than ever to our
ears, and we content ourselves with
turning our attention to the building
Itself. It stands where Its richly paintid
facade can be seen clearly reflected
n the cool, smooth waters of the uelghjoring
canal, a dfgnifled old pile, built
In 1651, with an especial eye to the
growing Importance of Dutch cheeses,
llkmaar having in that year received
ts "right to weigh" from William of
. !?%?*? nvnrv ollOAQA PhflUElealer
across the Alkmaar scales. The
present ones, bp- the way, whtch b?-rt?
hung In their place since 1692, were
made in Amsterdam at a cost of 858
guilders and, having conscientiously
performed their duties without a liltch
jver since, certainly speak volumes for
;he workmanship of 200 and odd years
igo.
Though tho little town is thronged
from earliest morn with orderly
irowds of heavy Hollanders, It is not
until the musical chimes within the
ill Important weigh hoouse turret have
flgnifled the hour of noon by breaking
forth in melody, generally from some
well known comic opera, that the actual
business of the day begins, alike
"coming trans?!cfl(ins" haV<Tnn"K
already taken time by tho forelock
aver a glass of hollands In some inn
on me mnuriii. ?u?v, mo
cumbersome ware is carried within
doors, the time honored ceremony is
gone through and the ticket stating
the correct weight of each given, nfter
which act the money changes bands.
It is a study in temperament, this
weigh hoouse scene in the little Dutch
town. No "hurry skurry" mars tlio
calm of the place or disturbs tho phlegmatic,
pipe sucking individuals primarily
interested in tho transactions
here going forward. The cheese alone
seems riotous and inclined to wholesale
lnsubordlnntion, with a mind to roll
hither and thither, possibly resulting
from some "subconscious" memory ol
cows, green meadows and buttercups
and a disinclination to coming bondage
upon the prosaic shelves of some pro
vision dealer.
If so, we honor tho "last kicks," fu
tile though they be, for accustomed
hands soon pounce upon and gnthei
up the stock, of which each slngh
cheese weighs from two to six kilos
and they are swiftly carried out t<
make way for tho next lot. And so on
all through the day, does the trade pro
. ceed until the last "Eidnmer" lias beei
disposed of, but the extent of tho busi
, ness done in so quiet and orderly i
; fashion on cheese market days" ma;
to some extent be gauged from th
fact that no less than 5,000,000 pound
I wAlarht nf Rirtnm cheeses are coinDUte
to pass through the Alkmnnr welg
hoouse annually before proceeding t
Amsterdam and Rotterdam, when
each la duly Invested with It famlllc
red coat, prior to more extended tnr
| ola, by land and by sen, often Into tt
! heart of the unknown, travels, hot
! ever, which almost invariably en
within the interior of man.?Pall Ma
Gazette.
HI* Reqweat.
"Papa," said little Arthur after h
mother had punished him, "will you <
something for me?"
( "What Is It you want?"
"Marry somebody else, and I wl
you'd pick out graudma, because sh<
always kind to met"?Exchange.
t Black Hair
,b "I have used your Hair Vigor
for five years and am greatly
pleased with it. It certainly rery
stores the original color to gray
hair. It keeps my haifsoft."?Mrs.
,0> Helen Kilkenny, New Portland,Me.
38
h Ayer's Hair Vigor has
been restoring color to
? gray hair for fifty years,
i- and it never fails to do
d this work, either.
" You can rely upon it
1! for stopping your hair
- from falling, for keeping
1 your scalp clean, and for
I- making your hair grow.
I $1.00 a bottle. All OritfilMi.
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If your druReist cannot supply yon,
9 send us ono dollar And wo will express
yon a bottle. Ho sure and give tlie name
of your nearest express otnce. Address,
J. C. AVER CO., Howell, Blass.
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Wood's Seeds.
; Crimson Glover
Sown at the last working
of the Corn or Cotton Crop,
can be plowed under the following
April or May in time to plant corn
or other crops the same season.
Crimson Clover prevents winter
leaching of the soil, is equal in fertilir.ing
value to a < , i application
of stable manure and will wonderfully
increase lite \ ioll and quality
of corn oi ether crops wnich
follow it. It ulio inaltwt
winter nn?i spring grazing, fine
early green feed, or :t good hay
crop. Even if the erop is cut oir,
the action of the roots and stubble
improve the land to a marked debtee.
culur lening hihiu\
T.W.Wood 8t Sons, Seedsman,
Richmond. Virginia.
Wood'. DescrtrtSvs PM! Tittalog. roady
about August ?"!t- b>u;t J<'.t'rni
&nd Vegetable ?;?* > /a!" t? :: j
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Standard Otl Jl ^ ' \
scaife & hamblin,
| -%ATT( Rf EYS AT LAW,^.
Foster Bunamg, uttiv?i?, o. J.
CLOUQH WALLACB.
ATORNEY AT LAW.
Room 12 up stairs Foster Building.
S. MEANS BEATY,
A I IUKINtY-Al-LAW.
No. 3, Law Kan go.
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p LARD, CANNED AND BOTTLED
! GOODS, FRESH VEGETABLES
( and everytning ?o he found ip an
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