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Woodville Advocate (1878), 11 Aug 1881, p. 7

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“They believed she was thinking of her gheent ylover, and feeling dull withont him. fell upon her. Her {other and Lady Helena thought she was dull beonns her lover was away; the musical laugh t at used to gladden Lord Earle's heart use hushed. she became unusually silent. t e beautiful boo grew pale and sad. They smiled and “nought it natural. Lillian. who knew every ex tension of her sister's lace. grew anxious. eating there was some ailment either of body or mind that none of them were awate of. _ a o Helena told him she had never known my one who could love so well or hate so thoroughly Mg Beatrice. 1 ‘l' ,4) A:_I£- The morning came. and Lord Airlie lln ered so long over his farewell that. Lady Ho ena begun to think he would alter his mind and remain where he was. He tuned at. last, however. promising to write every day to Beatrice and (oilowed by good wishes of the whole household. He was gone. and Hugh was gone; for three weeks she had nothing to fear, noth- ing to hone, wile sett_led me|§neixolx onlm inreality, her thoughte'were centered upon oue ideaâ€"what could she do to get rid of Hugh Feruely? Morning. noon. and night that one gueetion wee alwaye before her. e talke when otheredid, she laughed ' them; but, if there came an interva of nee, the beautiful face assumed a far-o ‘dreamy expression Lillian had never seen there before. Beatrice was generally on her guard, watchful and careful; but there were times when the mash she helu E'Exdééiy {an bfl’. and Lillian looking at her then, know all was not well with her sister. a, 'I'Uv‘ e What was to lilidone to get free from Hugh? Every hour in the day fresh plane came to herâ€"some eo absurd as to provoke feverish. unnatural lau hter. but none were feasible. With 31 her during wit, her quick thought, her vivid fancy, with :11 her resource of mind and intellect, she could do nothing. Day and night the one gueetiou was still thereâ€"what could she o to get. free from Hugh Fernely? CHAPTIâ€"Bâ€"RTXXXIII. {Idler and Lad); Earfe busied thelfiselves in talking of preparations for the marriage. Lionel Dacre and Lillian glovglxdrifted into A whole week passed and the“ some- thing," Baatrice longed for had not happen- 011.7 Life wq’nj ox} qtgetly gnd_3n_109_thly. _Her {Heirfrairyland of hope. Lord Earle wrote everyday. No one dreamed of the dark secret that hupg 0181‘ Berlescegryz Every morning Beatrice. with the sangu- ine hopefulness of youth. mud to herself, “Something will happen to-day;” every night she thought. “Something must hap- pen to-morr‘ow ;" but days and nights went on calmly, unbroken by any event or inci~ dent such as she wished. The time of reprieve was rapidly passing. What should she do if, at the end of three weeks Lord Airlie returned and Hugh Fe me. 1y came to Earlescourt? Through the long sunny hours that question tortured her, the euepenae made her sick at heart. There were times when she thought it would be better to die at once than pass through this lingering agony of fear: But she was young, and youth is ever sanguine: she was brave. and the brave rarely despair. She did not quite realize the difficulties of her position; and she did not think it possible that anything could happen to take her from Hubert Airlie. _ __rr-fi ,, Only one person noted ‘the change in Beatrice,- and that wee her sister. Lillian Earle. Lillian missed the high spirits. the brilliant ra‘partee, the gay words that had made home so bright; over and over again she said to herself that all was not w"‘ with her sister. .n Lillian had her own secretâ€"one she hr ’l' as yet hardly whispered to herself. From her earliest childhood she had been accus~ tamed to give way toBeatrice. Not that there was ever any partiality displayed, but the wilful young beauty generally con- trived to have her own way. By her engaging manners and high spirits ehe‘ secured every one's attention; and thus Lillian was in part overlooked. . _ us She was very fair and gentle. this goldem haired daughter of Ronald Eula. Her face was so pure and spiriluel that one might have sketched it for the face of a. seraph; the tender violet eyes were full of eloquence, the white brow full of thought. Her beauty never dazzling, never took any one by storm; it won by slow degrees a place in one’a heart. She was of n. then htful. unobstructive nature, nothing can d have made her worldly. nothing coulg have made her proud. Sweet. calm, serene, Ignorant alike 0! the heights-g! hgppiness. put] the depths of despair. » gifted'too with a singularly patient. disposition and amiable temper. no one had ever seen Lillian Earle angr or hasty; her very presence seemed ufi of reef and 99.”? _ _ _ m Nature had richly endowed her. She had a quick. vivid fancy, a rare and grace- ful imagination ; and perhaps her grandest gift was a strong deep love for things not of this world. Not that Lillian was given to " preaching." or being disagreeahly “ goody," but high and holy thoughts came naturally to her. When Lord Earle wanted amusement, he sent for Beatriceâ€". no one could while away the long hours as she could ; when he wanted oomfort.advicr ,1 or sympathy he sought Lillian. Every one loved her, much as one loves the sunbeams that bring light and warmth. Lionel Dacre loved her best of all. His onl wonder was that any one could even 100 at Beatrice when Lillian was near. He wondered sometimes whether she had not been made ekpressly for himâ€"she was so strong where he was weak. her calm serene patience controlled his impetuosity. her gentle thoughtfulness balanced his reckless- ness, her sweet graceful humility corrected his pride. Sim influenced himvnoro than he know -â€"one word from her did wonders with him. He loved her for her fair beauty. but most of all for the pure guileless heart that knew no shadow of evilâ€"upon which the work] had never even breaphed._ _ Lionel Deere had peculiar ideas about women. His mother. who had been a hello in her day. wae.eesentially worldly. The only lessons she had ever taught. him were how to keep up appearances. how to study fashionable life and to keep pace with it. She had been a lady of fashion, strug- gling always_with narrow meat-13;. and {here were times when her son’s heart. grew elok, remembering the toluene”. the meanness, the fatty cunning mnnoeume she had been ob] ed to practice. As he grew oder end boson to look round the world, he was not isvonbly lmpreaeed. The Indies of his mother's olrole were all striving together (or the formoet plum. He hand 0! envy. jealpusv. scandal, nun-nth. until he wondered if all women were alike. A He himself was of a singularly truthful, honorable natureâ€"all deceit, all f.” eppeerenoee were betelnl to lum. He had formed to himself an ideal of a wife. and be resolved to live and die 'uumarried unless he could find some one to realize it. Thrilling Dmrlpllon ot a Farmer’- Encounter will: a Starving Animal. Bradford Era.) In the Era of Saturday morning we pub- ; lished abrief account of the killing of Mr. L. Palmiter. of Hamilton Township, this county, by a catamount or panther, as the ‘ animal is variously known, on the 27th of June. Since then we have been enabled to ‘ learn additional particulars of the singular tragedy from aresident of the township who visited the scene. Mr. Palmiter was ‘a farmer and the section in which he , lived is one of the wildest in McKean. In ,the deep forest some miles from Mr. iPalmiter‘s home is a deer-lick, which jis still frequented b those animals idespite the into a made upon {their numbers by local sportsmen and the encroachments upon old aunts by civiliza- tion. On the afternoon of the day above mentioned the old gentleman announced to his family his intention of watching this deer-lick, and, taking his trusty rifle, departed. it is fair to presume, with the object of getting a shot at a fat buck, although the game laws do notcountenance such sport at this time of year. Old 1 'i- dents, however, are not prone to regs rd such regulations, considrrmg them more especially designed to protect game from the wanton assaults of ama eur sportsmen. He did not return t at night, a circumstance which .used his family no great uneasiness, as Mr. Palmiter v3 nottoo feeble to ard cam}, 'ng out alone as a hardship. hen the day was far spent, however, and still the absentee did not appear, his relatives became anxious and thought some misfortune might have befallen him, and his brother set outto look him up. He made his way to the deer-lick by the shortest course and with all possible hasth but the sun was'setting ashe approachedthe lonesome spot. It was in the midst of dense woods, through which ran a pnrling stream, that he at last halted and called his brother's name,but . only an echo booted in return, as though in t derision. In the soft earth at the edge of the brook he saw the imprint of deer‘s hoofs and finally came upon the well~defined impression of a human foot, where its owner had stopped across the water. On the other side of the brook were other traces of a man’s presence, such as would only be noticed by a woodman's 1keen eye, and following this imperfect trail he was led to a sort of natural amphitheatre surrounded by brush and fallen trees, as though the place had been visited by a whirlwind. A ’ broken bush covered with blood attracted his attention, and looking over it he saw a rifle lying on the ground. Mr. Palmiter ~ picked it up and recognized it as the time- ~ honored arm belonging to his brother. The barrel was partially separated from . the stock as though by a violent blow. A I collapsed ca on the nipple indicated that f a charge _1_1 _ been fired. ' A horrible misgiving seized Mr. Palmiter as he looked upon what seemed to be the mute witness to a woodland tragedy, and sick at heart he continued his search. He did not have far to go. Stepping overa log at one side of the natural enclosure, which seemed to be a sort of vestibule to the deer lick, he stumbled upon the carcass of a great cat~like animal, such as he had seen in the early days of the settlement, but never of late years. It was a cata~ mount of large size. such as no hunter would care to meet alone in the Woods. Several wounds showed that it had died hard. and it looked still hideous in death. A few feet away lay a human figure, partly covered with bloody rags and showing in the denuded parts the marks of terrible claws. It was lying on its face. but Mr. Palmiter knew now the worst. and was not surprised as he turned it over to see the ghastly face of his brother. One stifiened hand held a hunt ing knife, bloody to the hilt, and in the other was a handful of grass torn up by the roots. as though in supreme agony. The unfortunate man was partially disem~ boweled. and indeed hiswhole body showed fearful mutilation, while his set features were a look of great anguish. His dead adversary had a bullet hole in the shoul- der and several stabs in the neck and body. It was easy for the. afflicted brother to fathom the exact nature of the cruel struggle. As Mr. Palmiter lay watching at the lick the oatamount was also watch- 1 ing. and. mad with hunger, as shown by his emaciated body, had selected human rey instead of deer and sprang upon him. he man attacked was enabled to get one shot at the ravenous beast. when it knocked the rifle from his hands and gra pled with . him. The struggle must have been fierce .- and protracted, as the ground for some distant» around was covered with blood, until. mortally wounded, the combatants separated by mutual consent to wrestle with the death agony. The catamount measured five feet six inches in length and was over twenty inches high. A cones ndeut of the Pall Mall Gazette takes Engl sh people seriously to task for adopting such Americanisms in spelling. as “ honor " for “ honour," "favor” for “favour.“ etc. If. however, we are to trust one of the best writers of English that this century has seen. Walter Savage Lander, the “ u” in these words was an innovation. introduced a. couple of centuries ago when French influence was aramount in polite English society, and a ve all in the society of the Court. The earlier Eng- lish form. astound in the writings of Milton, for example. was identical with the Latin and with the so-oalled American spelling. Certainly it seems strange that, borrowing these words, as we do, directly from the Latin, we should think it nmssary to deform them with a wholly u ecessar , and, in regard to pronunciation. misle - hing letter.-Montrcal Star. KILLED I!" A CA'I‘AMOUNT. â€"-Tho only man Who died suddenly Int wool: was a chap who was trying to occupy two nests in a pmonger couch while four women were sanding up. To be continued. The Great McerpOUI and It: Defence- rroun the Flames. A London correspondent of the Chicago Time: took occasion to investigate the Fire Department of that city to compare it with the American system. We need not say that he found it far behind the “age"â€" .mt is to say. the American standard. The ngines are forever getting to a. fire; ‘when ‘they get there they throw eontemptihle little streams of water. which make no serious impression on the fire; they have no chemical engines and no time-saving appliances, like the self-opening stable door. etc. Conversing with the engineer of one of the steamers. the correspondent asked him why the steemere yvere soemsll. “ Beoos we cawnt get a bigger one to a fire. " “Why not? " “ ’Osses oawnt pull a bigger one than this ’ere. An’ wats more," this with a. fero- cious glare at me, “ wot ud be_ the good of 'mév'. 3. {>in one Elm.“ WW3" ? ’i . Thinking that I had better explain why I was no curious. I ventured to suggest that larger steamers would be more powerful. throw more water and do better execution, generally. and with such a change would impgove the efl’eopiveneeeof‘ thenbrigade. ‘ ‘7Cawnt prove it. It’d the first in the world now. It don’ need any improvin’, it don‘t." “ Were you ever in Chicago?" “ Shecewgo? Where's that?" " In the United States. Now ifâ€"” “ Oh, I see. " You’re from the plan" w’ere they throws the firemen down stairs and shoots the happemwtue bout of 9. can- non toaflre. We’ve ’eerd of that place before. but we cawnt do anything like that ere, you know. We don‘t know enonf ’ere. we don’t. We ain‘t ’ighiy eneuf heddioated, we ain’t. We don’t shoot no eppamwtuses bout of a cannon, we don't.” And with a -loud gufiaw at the imper- ceptible joke in his remark. he turned away and began polishing up " the ma. ohi_n_ery. _ . n q The' correspondent found among the oflicials the same self-satisfaction with their machinery, and that unwillingness to believe that there was anything better, so characteristic of the conservative Eng- lish mind. The cost to London of fire protection is only 8400.000 3 year, while that of Chicago. one-eighth its size, is $500,000. But this is a onesided view of the subâ€" ject. The English do not need to spend so much or have so efiicient an apparatus as Americans, because they do not have so many or so destructive fires. They would be very foolish to increase their outlay unless the risk was greatly increased. American dentists are the best in the world, because American teeth are the poorest. and their care and repair have evolved dental skill and proficiency. So American fire departments are the best, because American architecture is the most inflam- mable of ‘any in the civilized world. The Danger of Calling up Ghana's: “’Ill. Dr. Abercrombie mentions the case of a gentleman who could at any time place before him aphantom. by fixmg his mind intently on the person whose image he wished to produce. Having, however, invoked the figure he had no power to make it disappear, nor could he say how long it would remain. Awriter in Cham- )ers’ Journal mentions two cases of this angular power, which shows that is exercise is likely to be attended with t‘~ most deplorable of consequences: Dr. Wigan states that he was acquainted with avery amiable and intelligent man who possessed the power of putting before him his own image. He often laughed heartily at the sight of . his own ‘eidolon, which to him appeared always to laugh. For a long time this was a source of amusement and plea- santry to him. But the result was deplor- able. Hallucination gradually passed into delusion; little by little, he persuaded himself that he was haunted by his double. His other self held obstinate discussions with him, and, to his 'mortification. some- times vanquished him in argument, at which he prided himself on being an adept. 1 Wearied out at_last he resolved not to begin a new year; placed in separate papers his daily expenses for a week, paid his debts, awaited pistol in hand the night of 3lst December, and the moment the clock struck midnight, blew out his brains. That this extraordinary faculty is one that cannot longbe exercised with impunity is also illustrated by the case of the gifted but eccentric portrait painter and engraver, William Blake. His mode of portrait painting was certainly peculiar. His own account ‘of it to Wigan _ was as follows _: " When a model was presented. I looked at it -at- tentively for half an hour. sketching oooa- sionally on the canvas. I had no need of a longer sitting. I put aside the drawing and passed to another person. When I wished to continue the first portrait, I took the subject of it into my mind, and put him in the chair, where Ipereeived him as distinctly as if he_had hem-there in reality â€"â€"I may; even add with form and color more defined than in the original. I can- templated from timeto time the imaginary figure. I suspended my work to examine the pose ; ever time I cast my eye on the chair I saw t e man." In one year he stated that he had painted 800 portraits, great and small. But the nemesis of an overstretched imagination inevitably over- took him -, by degrees he lost the power to distinguish between the real and im inary sitters; his mind became confuse and unhinged. and he spent thirty years in en asyluffi. Among the many granite of the lightning during the storm 0 yesterday afternoon it is reported that u citizen, whose name it is unnecessary to mention. who was stand- ing on the Allegheny Railroad track on the basin. with his umbrella raised. when that tremendous flash came, was suddenly made aware of the fact that the rain was piti~ lessly siting him. Looking upwards he found t at the point of his umbrella had a blue streak upon it. one of the steel ribs was melted, and the whole top of his rain protector burned. Persons at some dis- itarice who chanced to be looking in that direction distinctly saw the flash. and were sure the gentleman was killed, until they saw him quietly lower his wreck and scoot for the nearest shelter.-â€"Richmond State. Ax Unmnxnu AS A Lion-runes Boo.â€" OBEDIENT PHANTOMS. FIRE BRIGAIIEU. A llrvlcw of Ike: Dangers Allendlu. luck Men "tuned by the ”ennui-II Phy- sician. , A St. Louis doctor factory recently turned out a dozen female doctors. As long as female doctors were confined to one or two in the whole country, and those were experimental. we held our peace and did not complain. but now that the colleges are engaged in producing female doctors as a business, we must protest, and in so doing will give a few reasons why female doctors will not prove a-paying branch of industry. In the first place. if they doctor anybody, it I must be women. and three-fourths of the women would rather have a male doctor. ‘ Suppose these colleges turn outfemale doo- ; tors until there aresomauyof them as there are male doctors. what have they got to ‘ practice on ? A man. if there was nothing the matter with him. might call in afemale doctor, but if he was sick as a horse (if a man is sick he is sick as a horse) the last ‘ thing he would have around would be a female doctor. And why ? Because when a man has a female tumbling around him he wants to feel well. He don't wantto be ‘bilioua or feverish, with his mouth tasting ‘ like cheese, and his eyes bloodehct. when a lfemale is looking him over and taking account of stock. Of course these female doctors are all young and good looking. and if one of them came into a sick rocm.where a man was in bed, and he had chills and was cold, as a wedge. and she should sit u close to the side of the bed, and take old of his hand. his pulse would run up to 150, and she would prescribe for a fever when he had chilblains. Oh, you can’t fool us on female doctors. Amen who has been sick, and had male doctors. knows just how much we would like to have a female doctor come tripping in and throw her fur~lined cloak over a chair, take off her hat and gloves and throw them on a lounge. and come up to the bed with a pair of marine blue eyes, with a twinkle in the corner, and ask him to run out his tongue. Suppose he knew his tongue was coated so it looked like a yellow Turk- ish towel, do you suppose he would want to run out over ve or six inches of the lower part of it a let that female doctor put her finger on it to see how far it was? Not much. He would put that tongue up into his cheek, and wouldn’t let her see it for 25 cents admission. We have all 'seen doctors put their hands under the bed- clothes and feel a man’s feet to see if they ‘ were cold. If a female doctor should do that it would give a man cramps in the > legs. A man doctor can put his hands on ' a man’s stomach and liver and lungs| and , ask him if he feels any pain there; but if a female doctor should do the same th'Jg it would make amen sick and he would get up and kick himself for employing a female-doctor. 'Ohl there is no use talking â€"it would kill a man. Now, suppose a man has heart disease, and a female doctor should want to listr to the beating of his heart. She would 1 her left ear on his left breast. so her eycs and rosebud mouth would be looking right into his face, and her wavy hair would be scattered all around there, getting tangled in the buttons of his night shirt. Don’t you suppose his heart would get in about 20 extra beats to the minute? You bet' And she would smileâ€"we will bet $10 she would smileâ€"and show her pearly teeth, and her ripe lips would be working as though she were counting the beats. and 11% would think she was trying to whisper to him. and â€"â€"-. Well, what would he be doing all this time? If he was not dead yet, which would be a wonder, his left hand would brush the hair awayi ifrom her temple and kind of stay there to keep the hair away, and his right hand would get sort of nervous and move around to the back of her head. and when she had counted the beats a few minutes and was raising her head he would draw the head up to his and kiss her once for luck. if he was as bilious as a Jersey swamp an 91, and have her charge it in the bill. An then a reaction would set in and he would be as weak as a cat. and she would have to fan him and rub his head till he got over being nervous, and then make out his prescrip- tion after he got asleep. No; all of a man’s symptoms change when a female doctor is practising on him and she would kill him dead. Look the Other Way, and Let the Boy- Swim. b Such is the doctrine of the Buffalo Express, which says : Half the papers you pick up nowadays have appeals to authori- ties of one sort and another to protect society from the small boy who persists in “ going in swimming" without clothes on. Society, of course. ought to be protected, but on the other hand the boys ought to swim. It is their nature so to do. It is odd that it never occurs to society to look the other way when the boys are about to .swim. That would perfectly protect society. the boys, the authorities and the newspapers. It seems like an easy thing to do, but, in practice. societyâ€"or a part of itâ€"flnds it very hard to do-â€"in fact, quite impossible. And society has been like that for at least a hundred years. It was a little longer age than. that a solid Pennsylvania Dutchman came into the presence of the commander of the British troops then occu yin Philadelphia. and complained that t 0 so diers had a habit of going to swim within sight of his house, to the great annoyance of his dAughters. The general promised to look into it. The officer sent to examine reported that the swimming place was so far from the house that the men could not be seen. 80 the were allowed to continue. The Dutc father came again to complain. and when told of the oflicers’ report replied. “Ah, but those girls have got a spy-glass." Let the boys get health and fun in the water. and let society focus its spy~glass in some other direction. A . , A member of Stanley’s African expedi- tion states that Stanley’s instructions rom the Belgian Government are to send beck to Europe any officer using force against the natives. The men employed are all free. and joined the expedition of their own will. They are well paid and well treated. {This refers to the report that Sterile}? was desertionaj A breach of promise uni! was com- promiaed, in Indimapolia, by the defendant providing the girl with a hunbmd o! equl ulna with himself. lledto urchue slaveatoflllu a 39. i_nm e expe ition caused by dent a an “I‘ll“ Fl! Jl.\hli ”00'1‘08. (Peok's Milwaukee Bun.) (C. H. 'I'heyer. in Boston Courier.) Ah yea. I hear my boy. my bluwey'ed one. My angel hastening home to me. What music in his sturdy. boyish stop. And in his rinsln voice whet witehery. llie ver whistle. li e the flute of Pen, Recel eth eylven hnnnts and pleasant things. M derlin one! Sweet memories and hopes 0 me h a tender presence ever brings. No'er seen my boy? Ah! how can I describe Thesweet infantile heeuty of his face? E’en as a flower its delnty curves and lines, And like A dream in loveliness and grace. So lair. so pure. i fear sometimes that wings U n in child will suddenly on at , Am beer im lrorn me. Hark! I la hie voice . . Which now in loving cadence greets my ear. How erly he boundeth u the stairs! Thong tired indeed. mus be the little feet Ah. here he in flushed with the summer on Art wen-y, my beloved one. in sweet ‘P Ree naive to in anxious quee oning, ' '1‘ e little enge tum". somerset. And with his tender eyes npmised to mine. . Vociteretee uproariouslyâ€"“ You bet I" Programme of that Inlemuna Event at Arranged by an Italian. (Cor. Kahsaa City Times.) Leonardo Aretina. an Italian of the 14th century, predicted the and of the world for the 15th of November. 1881. Behold the exact programme of this catastrophe which wi}! happpn i9 111°. months : Novehiber lâ€"The doe ‘ ' shores. an wxll overflow Its November 2â€"The earth will be soaked with water. November s-The fish' in the rivers will die. November 4â€"All the water fowl and fish will die. November 5â€"- The birds m the air will die. November 6â€"The houses will fall down. November 7â€"The rocks will {all down. November 8â€"The earth will tremble. November 9â€"The mountains will {all down. November lOâ€"The men will become speechless. November llâ€"The tombs willo n. November l2â€"The stars will fiflfe ‘ November libâ€"All the men and all the women will die. ’ November 14â€"Tho heavens will disap- pear and the lagd wyill be nq_more. ‘Y._.,A.L,,, c November 15â€"A generil reahrrection and the last judgmentg A Summer. Faunâ€"Mrs. Harriet Mcâ€" Quede. who has been living at No. 1,513 North Seventeenth street, yesterday sought relief from her' troubles here by rushing into the hereafter. Yesterday morning at 11 o’clock McQuede’s dau‘ hter came down and invited him to her ones to enjoys plate of soup. He went, and after pertako ing filled a plate for his wife. He took it home, but could not find her. A search was instituted, but without success, until a cistern was thought of, and, in company with a. negro women, who was a. near neighbor, that place was visited. Sure enough, the cover was uplifted snd'in the cistern, floating on the surface of nine feet of water. was the body of Mrs. McQuade. She was immediately taken out. but no amount of work could restore life. Mrsu McQusde remarked to her husband a few days since that five of her family had died by suicide and she expected to go the same way. She kept her wordâ€"St. Louis Re- publican. Lord Cairns is, since the death of Lord Hatherly, the only ex-Lord Chancellor‘ in receipt of a. pension. This is said to be a state of things almost unprecedented in recent times. In 1873 five of these pensions were payable. Ax Exoxmous Tmmc -â€"Pitteburg boasts that 849, 746 bottles. of Cmnomxn have been sold mthin the last six months. This shows that. the great army of baldheade will soon be reduced to'b. corporal’e guard LARDI-NE! Machine Oil IN THE WORLD, And for sale by dealers. Ask your merchant fox Lardine and take no other. 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