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Vernon Clipper 23 Apr 1880

Microfilm Ref Call #373 Microfilm Order #M1992.4466 from The Alabama Department of Archives and History



THE STAGE DRIVER’S STORY – By Wyoming Kit. – [Detroit Free Press] I know it’s presumin’ for one sich as me For to talk to a lady so grand; It’s just like an imp from Satan’s domains Chinnin’ one from the heavenly land! But you’ve axed for my story, ma’am, neat and perlite, And I’ll tell in the best that I kin; Leavin’ out all that’s rough or of vulgar degree, Skippin’ over all teches of sin.

I cum to these mountains in ’50, and hyar I’ve remained as yer see ever sence; I drove on the Overland Line ‘til the keers Slung the coaches ‘way over the fence. An’ then I tried minin’, an’ went through my pile In a manner most decidedly flat; Then I chopped on that lay, an’ got in fur to heard Texas cattle up thar on the Piate.

“From the States?” do you ask? Yes, I fust saw the light In Ohio, an’ right thar I stayed Till I tired o’ the civilized racket, ye see; Couldn’t coon to legitimate trade. Then I picked up my dus an’ bid – someone – goodby, An’ headed my hoss for the West, An’ cum to these mountains to buck agin luck – To swallow my dose with the rest!

“Got a wife?” lookee hyar, ma’am – I’d rather not talk On sich subjects as that, fur ye see, It mustn’t be flatterin’ to let out the truth; It perhaps’d reflect upon me, “Got an object in axin,” ye say? Wal, I swar? I can’t see how I’d interest you; An’ I guess – eh? “You must know?” Wal, then, ma’am, I had A wife thet was noble an’ true.

Ye seem ‘war like this: When I lived in the States Somehow I war all outen luck, An’ I stood in with nothin’ but cussed hard times, No matter what racket I struck; Till at last I gin up an’ concluded to leave – An ‘Mary approved o’ the plan, An’ sed, “Go along, Tom, an’ when ye git rich Ye’ll find yer companion on han’.”

But the same cussed luck follered right in my trail, So I jist quit a writin’ back home – Fur I wanted the folks that to think White was dead. An’ continue as usual to roam. I strayed hyar an’ thar – with no settled place fur to camp – with no object in view; No ambition to rastle fur more than enough To grab me – indeed, ma’am, its’ true!

“Do I love Mary yit?” Why, ma’am – (darn it all, Thet smoke keeps a smartin’ my eyes, Makes ‘m water as though I war drappin’ sum weep – When the wind’s south thet smoke allers flies). “What an answer?” Wal, ma’am, I mus’ say (darn thet smoke) I mus’ say thet in all these long years She’s bin right in my thought, an’ many’s the night I lay thinkin’ of Mary – in tears.

Her picter I carry right hyar in my heart – Just a thought of her fills me with bliss An’ the day gows as dark as the bottomless pit When I think p’haps her shaddy, but, ma’am ‘twar hard luch, Thet made me shake home in thet style, An’ I’m hopin’ till it the keers ‘ll soon change An’ begin to run right arter awhile!

An’ if ever I git just a small stake ahead I’m goin’ to toddle back that. An’ I’ll ax Mary’s pardon an’ settle right down, An’ be decent – I will, ma’am; great heavens! Just turn Yer face more around ter this light! Hist yer veil – great Lord of all marcy above! Why, Mary Elizabeth White!

THE CUCKOO’S SONG – Translated from the French by Stella C. Aikens Ten o’clock had just struck in all the clocks of the little town of H---, in the canton of Berne, and a metallic undulation seemed still to vibrate in the air, prolonging itself from house to house from street to street, to indicate that the morning was advancing. The streets were crowded with passersby, workmen, peasants, laborers and idlers, rich and poor. This little town was but a great capital on a small scale. The merchants dust uncovered their goods and removed the dust of the night. The gossips passed from one door to another in the midst of the universal activity, and reach one on crying good morning said a little evil of one, a great deal of another, and thought still more of his interlocutor – so you see it was the whole of society in diminutive. “Ten o’clock,” cried the big, brawny butcher Herman – whose sponge vigorously yielded was making the slabs of white marble brilliant where were ranged the quarters of beef and mutton. “Ten o’clock! And our neighbor Samuel Stauffer still sleeps! It is astonishing!” His face, tinged with red fibrils, with its heavy, square chin and pale blue eyes, expressed, in fact, complete amazement. “That’s so; you are right!” responded the grocer, who came out on his door step twisting a long corner of paper and leaning forward a little in order to penetrate more materially into the phenomenon which curved and elevated the brows of the butcher like the arches of a bridge. “The broker has not raised one of his shutters, and nothing seems to be moving in his house; yet his domestic, Jean Muller, is habitually an early rise, and this is the first time that I have ever risen before him.” “Bah! What trade could he make this morning? Perhaps the storm of last night hindered his sleeping, and he is making up for it now.” “Oh, what a storm it was!” remarked the grocer. “I scarcely closed my eyes: the shutters rattled and the hinges creaked, and bang a chimney tumbled into my court. I have rarely heard such a high wind since I have been in business here.” “Without counting,” added the butcher, “the thunder, hail and rain, one could almost say the devil was conducting a dance.” And he accentuated his little joke with a loud laugh, which shook his stomach and shoulders so that the fat on his chin and cheeks had terrible convulsions. “Hush! Herman, never say that! It is an evil omen, believe me.” “Oh, What a superstitious fellow you are, friend Bloch! One must have a laugh now and then.” “I admit that subject of conversation is repugnant to me, always; for every time that hideous name is mentioned, there is misfortune lurking somewhere.” The laugh of the butcher increased at the sight of the pale face of his companion. “Well, well, you are timid. I will be still, for you will finish by thinking me a scape-goat – but what can old Samuel be doing?” “Let us rap at his door. What do you say?” The grocer indicated with his fingers, without budging, the house of Samuel, and the butcher, without speaking, directed his steps toward the little shop. It had two floors surmounted by an attic, and seemed to bury among the other buildings its pointed roof, covered with tiles, and to conceal with a worn and patched air, the shop which occupied the whole of the ground floor. The wooden shutters solidly fixed by large bars of iron, and the front door with its tight bolts, kept an unaccustomed silence. On the floor above, the blinds stopped up the windows hermetically, and this house with its eyes closed in the midst of the morning bustle assumed an ominous aspect. On the roof the weather vain turned by the wind emitted every now and then a mournful cry, that resembled the moan of a sea gull across the hurricane which agitates the sea. The butcher struck the bars with his fist, and listened to the echo transmitted by the solitary knock through the corridors of the house. He waited a few minutes, then knocked again, and called loudly with his strong voice. No answer. A vague terror stole into his breast and made his heart beat with quickened motions. He felt under the influence of the silence, broken only by the sad, irritating cry of the weather vane’s and he dared not knock again. “No answer!” cried Bloch to him from afar. Then he advanced, slowly, pushed by curiosity only exceeded by his alarm. “It is extraordinary! I cannot explain it. How is it that neither Samuel nor his servant answer to my call. Could they both be dead? Bloch, I think it is our duty to summon the chief of police. I will send one of my boys. Wait here.” When the police arrived, accompanied by his men, a surgeon and a locksmith, he was obliged to traverse a dense crowd which increased every minute, surging around like the waters of a river overflowing its banks, and showing an eager desire to penetrate the secret. The lock was thrown back in a few minutes and the door opened. Every thing lent to the mystery. The obscurity gave to the heteroclitic objects fantastic shapes. Samuel Stauffer bought and sold everything, furniture, collections, novelties, antiques, silver goods and kitchen utensils – each was an article of trade to him. A thick dust – a sort of secular ashes, and always respected, was everywhere blending the colors and softening the angels. The spiders, working without fear, had finished by uniting bronzes, paintings and crockery. The door was guarded by two policemen to prevent the invasion of the curious crowd. The chief, conducted by the butcher and grocer, both familiar with the household, and followed by the surgeon, ascended the stairs slowly, one after the other, and arrived in front of the old Jew’s room. They knocked – pure formality. The door, closed only with a latch, offered no resistance. The policemen advancing a few steps found himself in the most profound obscurity, and demanded if some one had brought a light. No one had thought of it. “Walk straight ahead,” said the butcher; “the window is opposite the door.” The chief having followed this advice opened the window and threw back the blinds, which intercepted the light of day. The light penetrating quickly into the rooms, lit up a horrible tableau, and a feeling of terror caused those to recoil who stood behind the policeman. The disordered bed was not only mussed, but trampled; the covers were thrown about and dragged into the center of the room, with two chairs overturned. On the table, soiled by greese which had dripped from the candle, was a carafe half filled with water and a broken glass. Everything denoted a violent struggle, a terrible resistance, that of a victim against a murderer. In front of the bed – hanging on the wall – was one of those clocks called a cuckoo. But what a hideous sight. One of the weighted chains which hung from the cuckoo was wound about the neck of the unfortunate Samuel Stauffer, suspended four inches from the floor. The face already purple, the features inflated and convulsed, showed that all hope was lost. Samuel was dead. The hands of the clock, arrested on the face pointed to three in the morning. There were therefore seven hours that the broker had ceased to live. The motion must have left the clock at the same time that the last breath left the lips of the dead man. Was it murder or suicide? Justice in her turn should decide. If one judged simply from the inspection of the place, the struggle was a startling evidence of murder. The broker had been surprised in his bad, sound asleep; he had resisted as long as his weak body and age would permit. Two chairs overturned, the broken glass, noises which were lost in the storm; the murderer seizing the chain of the cuckoo and strangling the Jew, and leaving him hanging just grazing the floor; this was the theory of the policeman – a theory so plausible that the assistants and even the surgeon listened without dispute. “If you imagine a suicide,” recommenced the policeman, who was warming up to his subject and agitating his arms, “ther Samuel Stauffier got upon a chair and, kicking it over with his foot, remained hanging by the neck. It is inadmissable. How can you explain the broken glass? Why two chairs overturned instead of one? Why the disordered state of the bed, the blankets dragged to the foot of the wall, nearly under the clock? Find a connection with the theory of suicide and explain it if you can? He stopped out of breath. Every one was silent, regarding the corpse with horror. After a minute the surgeon said: “Pardon me, master! But from whence came the assassin, and how could he have opened the door?” “You think it was suicide,” said the policeman, tartly. “But,” said the big butcher, coming forward, “Samuel Stuaffer had a servant.” “The servant, ah! I had forgotten him,” said the policeman, with a triumphal regard towards the surgeon. “Quick! God and find him!” Herman and the chief precipitated themselves into the room which was occupied by Jean Muller. In one corner of the domestic of the Jew – a young man of twenty-five, half-dressed was crouched on the floor like some wild animal, holding his head in his hands, without voice, without life, haggard and appearing to be under a terrible impression. “What are you doing?” asked the policeman, who dared not approach. No reply, Muller did not budge. They assisted him to rise and supported him under the arms. He let them do it with complete indifference. Herman handed him his jacket and supported on each side the young man was conducted into the presence of this murdered master. When he recognized the room of Samuel Stauffer, a trembling seized his limbs and by a quick motion he attempted to escape, but the iron hand of the butcher checked the despairing effort. The chief of police turned his head; his suspicions were beginning to be confirmed more and more. Brought before the bed opposite the corpse already cold, he regarded it stupidly, but without fear. It was not until he turned and saw the fatal chain that any terror seemed to possess him. He trembled violently, his teeth chattered and falling on his knees he appeared to ask for mercy. But not a sound issued from his lips; he made only the most incomprehensible gestures. “The boy was not dumb before?” asked the chief. “He spoke without doubt?” “Perfectly,” replied Bloch. “Go ahead, Jean, answer! Tell me who killed your master, the old Jew?” The domestic did not reply. “This man appears to be unable to speak,” said the surgeon, who examined Muller attentively. “It may be that this murder has struck him in a terrible and unexpected manner. We have celebrated examples of such cases among the witnesses of harrowing scenes.” “That is well enough for witnesses, but do you think the same effect can be produced on an assassin once his crime is accomplished?” “That, I do not know.” “But will the law admit this weak circumstances? We cab judge of it very soon. You must know that mental derangement and dumbance are two great ways of vindicating culprits. I have seen criminals pretend insanity for entire months, in such a manner as to defeat science and physicians and to avoid thus the capital punishment that they merited.” “I cannot, however, believe it a crime,” responded the surgeon. ‘In waiting the trial, the law which I represent, and which ought to protect society, arrests and imprisons Jean Muller, accused until further proof of the crime of homicide, intentional and perhaps premeditated, on the person of his master, Samuel Stauffer, merchant and broker is obtained.” The domestic suffered himself to be led without manifesting the least emotion. The police surrounded him to protect him from the insults of the mob. The cuckoo to which the unfortunate man was hung was carried to the prison and disappeared behind the heavy door and massive bolts of the jail. On the day after they buried Samuel Stauffer, his goods were sold at auction, for he left no will or heirs. But they could not find a purchaser for the house, which was closed, and passed immediately for a sinister and dangerous dwelling. It was strictly avoided when night fell, and often the grocer Bloch, who dwelt opposite, would shiver with agony between his sheets, believing he heard sounds behind the blinds of the late Samuel Stauffer. Two months sped by – two long months, during which life had retaken its habitual course – two months in which a thousand incidents of the act had accumulated slowly on the terrible event which took place the night of the storm. The little house at last found a purchaser, when they had almost despaired of ever finding one. It was an old Jew, a peddler, who announced his intention to take the business of Samuel Stauffer. But he had not opened shop yet. The little town of H--- was in a perfect flutter of excitement. The people crowded and pressed around the courthouse. Jean Muller was about to be tried, and the curiosity which had been increasing day by day had now reached its culminating point. Jean had not yet spoken. His lawyer himself had not been able to draw him from his obstinate dumbness which seemed almost supernatural. What could he hope fore? The law face to face with the horror of the crime would be pitiless toward such stubbornness – at least unless the insanity of the unfortunate man could be proven, and it was this course which had been adopted by his lawyer, who not only saw no other way to save him, but he had come to believe it himself. The trial began; the judges and jurymen took their places. Hanging on the wall was the fatal cuckoo. It had become an instrument of death – a certain proof of the crime. There it was, a silent, sinister witness marking the hour of three. This clock was a little larger than are usually made, which explains how it could support the weight of a man. A sort of niche in the woodwork hid the bird from sight, who sung the hour. The public could not look at it without fear. Everyone felt the influence of the mystery, and all thought that the trial would not throw much light on it, unless the accused could be made to speak. The prisoner was ordered to appear. The crowd swayed like a field of wheat in the wind. All heads were turned toward the same place - the little door by which Jean Muller entered. Every sound ceased and a silence like death weighed on this multitude so restless, so tumultuous but an instant before. Muller advanced between two guards, tall, thin and fair, with a gentle look; his eyes troubled and his head lowered. He walked without knowing what he did. Not a sound escaped his lips; his movements were those of an idiot; his glance was fixed on the ground. The witnesses gave their testimony – it all tended towards a crime. He was alone in the house with his master; he was hidden when they made the discovery; he had neither confessed nor denied the murder. One question alone remained to decide his fate. Had he committed the murder in cold blood or in a fit of insanity. Jean Muller had not raised his eyes. He seemed neither to hear nor understand. It was like a torch extinguished. Suddenly in one corner of the hall there arose a murmur, which increased little by little until it reached the front ranks. A man traversed the crowd, using his fists and elbows to make himself a free passage, and arriving near the prisoner he looked at him with a strange sneer, then leaping lightly over the railing which separated the tribunal and the public he addressed himself to the judges: “Gentlemen, will you permit me to make a test to recall this unfortunate man to reason? I am called Elias Wolfman, Your honor. I sold this clock to the late Samuel Stauffer, my worthy co-religionist.” A shiver ran through his hearers at this declaration; the curiosity was redoubled; every ear was wide open. The Jew Wolfman was a tall, angular personage, with a yellow beard floating in two points from his chin; his nose was sharp and his small gray eyes were hidden beneath the bushy eyebrows; a continual sneer hovered around the corners of his mouth. He wore a long coat reaching to his ankles, gathered at the waist with a wide belt and immense brass buckle. His costume was not flattering and the residents of H—did not associate with him willingly. It was with great interest that they looked at him, detailing his dress and scrutinizing his features. he appeared false and perfidious. “I ask but one thing.” said he, “the permission to put in motion this clock.” It was granted. Then mounting a chair he put in motion the pendulum. At the fourth stroke the niche opened and the cuckoo appeared on the threshold, and singing three times announced the hour. Hardly had it finished when music hidden in the body of the clock played the “rauz des Voches” but in a manner so piercing and weird that it awed everyone. At the moment when the cuckoo rang, Jean raised himself like one awakened from a dream; he gazed at the clock with arm outstretched, and his mouth open, expressing an awful fear. “Oh!” said he, trying to cover his face with his hands. The clock had resumed its monotonous tic-toc and the hands moved mechanically around its face. When the music ceased Jean stood erect, and said with a steady voice, looking at the judges, “What do you wish? Why have you arrested me? I am innocent. I will swear it. My master killed himself. I am saying nothing buy t the truth; I have come to myself! The night of the murder was a fearful one, as you all know,” said the young man; “a storm mixed with rain, hail and thunder, so that nothing which transpired at my master’s could be heard in the neighborhood. Samuel Stauffer entered the house at nine o’clock in the evening carrying this clock under his arm, and it was I who hung it solidly to the wall of his own room opposite his bed. He seemed enchanted with his bargain and talked of it incessantly. At ten o’clock I assisted him to regulate the cuckoo and to put it in motion. At half past ten it struck for the first time and played the air which you have just heard. I was helping Samuel Shauffer to disrobe. He turned to me abruptly as if something had struck him. “Do you not think that music strange?” said he. “I told him effectually that it had shaken my nerves a little, at which he laughed heartily. “Well, well!” he explained, “go to bed; that will calm you.” “I left him then alone and ascended into my room just above his, where owing to the age of the house, a piece of displaced plastering enabled me to see all that passed in my master’s room. I was preparing for bed when 11 o’clock struck and the music began again. I head my master turn in his bed, and it disturbed me so that I cast a glance into his room. He was standing in front of the clock, a candle in his hand, gazing at it with an anxious air as if the sound irritated him. I went to bed and in ten minutes slept profoundly. “The time flew by, and 3 o’clock had just struck when I heard an explosion of furious cries beneath me. Then it was that I witnessed a horrible spectacle – Samuel Stauffer, foaming at the mouth, his eyes starting from their sockets, shook his fist at the clock crying, “You will cause my death, but you will not ring any more.” “In an instant he leaped upon a chair, and passing one of the chains around his neck, pushed the seat from under him and remained hanging. The clock stopped instantly at 3 o’clock. “Pale with horror, I looked at him, unable to help him. I had a frightful desire to imitate his example – had I gone below it would have been certain death. I do not remember anything more until today.” “That is the whole truth gentlemen, and you must have felt the strange impression produced by the song of this cuckoo.” As he finished, the half-hour struck and held anew every one with its inexplicable power. The members of the jury could thus judge by their own sensations the truth of its recital made by the accused. The jury retired to deliberate. When they entered, the verdict was simply the acquittal of Jean Muller. The verdict was received with applause. The Jew Wolfman was brought before the bar. “You will be conducted to the gates of the city, and forbidden to ever step inside again. The price of the house bought by you will be refunded, and this infernal clock shall be publicly burned.” The hour was about to strike but the movement was arrested. Conducted outside the walls, the Jew Wolfman never reappeared, and the cuckoo was burned on the place before the prison. The grocer Block is certain that the devil constructed the clock, and his neighbor Herman, more credulous now, dared not contradict him. The little house of Samuel Stauffer was given to Jean Muller, who let it fall in ruins. he replaced it by a new building soon, for everybody tried to assist him, and they go to his shop to listen to the history of the death of the Jew and the terrible song of the cuckoo.

DANGERS ARISING FROM THE USE OF CHLORAL Medical science in England has raised vigorous protest against a habit which has grown up of late to great proportions in that country and of which we are not wholly free here. The use of narcotics for insomnia is of old date, but laudanum, morphia, and other opiates have been successively tried and condemned. The last fashionable dry to “medicine thee to sweet sleep” was the preparation called chloral; its effectiveness to the desired end and its perfect innocuousness were largely insisted on by patentees. But now the medical boom has sealed its fate. The Lancet pronounces it as certain death, the general press are out in denunciation of its destructive attributes, and even Punch dignifies it by a cartoon in which a sleeping beauty “dreaming the happy hours away” is watched over by King Death measuring out his minims of the poison. Chloral is largely used in America, and some little caution may be suggested by an extract from the London Times, a paper not much given to alarmist sensationalism: “The danger of the use of chloral seems to depend chiefly upon the treacherous character of its oftentimes poisonous action. It is not uncommonly recorded at inquests that the deceased person had for a long period been a bad sleeper, and that he had taken chloral habitually increasing the quantity from time to time, but with no apparent ill consequences, until he was at last found in a dead or dying condition. The action of the drug appears to be what physicians call cumulative, so that by constant repetition the system may at last become charged with a fatal dose.”

A BAD PISTOL A man was arraigned before Judge Stevenson of little Rock, Ark,. on a charge of carrying a revolver. “Haven’t you got better sense than to carry a pistol like this?” asked the Judge, holding up a pepper box pistol. “Yes, sir.” “Don’t you know that the law says you shall be fined $25.” “Yes, sir; but I didn’t know it was any harm to carry such a pistol.” “But it is, sir. Any man who would carry such a pistol ought to go to the penitentiary for life. Suppose you were to get into a fight, having such a pistol. While you were trying to shoot, the other fellow would run away. You may go this time, but if I ever hear of you carrying such a worthless pistol again, I’ll get up a petition to the Governor and have you hung. No wonder we are slandered at the North when such trifling men as you are carrying pistols that would only hurt a man by lying on his stomach, refusing to digest.”


“There is a time for everything.” In business time is money; in music it is measure for measure; in the pawn shop it is necessity; and in the turkey it is “stuffin.”

A man has been floating through the air down in Kentucky. Some objectionable suitor, probably, who has been fired out the front door of an up-town residence by the young lady’s box-toed parent, and hasn’t landed yet.

“You have not given me my change,” said the gentleman to the saloon keeper; “I gave you a $5 bill, you know.” “Shange, shange?” was the astonished reply; “vot you mean? Vasn’t you a gandidate don’d it?”

Will Queen Victoria allow a New York editor to surpass her in liberality? Mr. Bennet is rich, to be sure, but his isn’t worth much more than the Queen’s annual income.

Nothing makes a woman so mad as to go to a shoe store to buy a pair of cheap slippers for her husband and have the clerk try to sell he the identical pair she had worked for a Christmas present to her minister.

Why is it when one man calls another a liar and a scoundrel the insulted person almost invariably asks, “What do you mean sir?” It would seem that such language would not require a map and a diagram to make it clear.

It is becoming fashionable for ministers to bestow platonic kisses on the female lambs, but women must want kissing badly to accept the platonic when leap-year gives them the privilege of asking any young man for a kiss of the real tonic sort.

The other evening a gentleman’s button caught hold of the fringe of a lady’s shawl. “I am attached to you,” said the gentleman, laughing, while he was industriously trying to get loose. “The attachment is mutual,” was the good-natured reply.

A ghost was captured in a New England village last month, thrown over a fence rail, and vigorously thrashed. The remarks of the spirit, while these proceedings were going on, are said to have surpassed any language recorded in profane history.

‘Twas the spirit divine of the poetic muse that inspired Miss Josie Hunt to write: “And your lips clung to mine till I prayed n my bliss, they might never unclasp from that rapturous kiss.” We tremble for the consequences had that prayer been answered.

A gentleman, observing a servant girl who was left-handed placing the knives and forks on the dinner table in the same awkward position, remarked to her that she was laying them left-handed. “Oh, indade!” said she, “so I have! Be pleased, sir, to help me turn the table around!”

Mr. Ruskin is quoted as saying: “You fancy you are sorry for the pain of others. Now, I tell you just this, that if the usual course of war, instead of unroofing peasant’s houses and ravaging peasant’s fields, merely broke the china upon your own drawing room tables, no war in civilized countries would last a week.”

Bertha – “Mamma, Johnny is awfully naughty. He’s been banging my new doll with all his might against the floor!” Johnny – “Pooh! I seen her bang it herself t’other day.” Bertha – “Well, what o’ that? Ain’t it my dolly?” There’s a deal of grown-up wisdom in children. “I want you to understand,” said the child of mature years, “that I don’t allow anybody but myself to kick that ‘ere dog!”

WEDDED LOVE – A TRUE INCIDENT – [New Orleans Picayune] “Make the bed easy, Mr. B.” said Uncle Abe to the undertaker, who was preparing the coffin for his aged wife. “Make the bed soft and easy, for her old bones are tender and soft, and a hard bed will hurt them.” He forgot for a moment – that old, gray-haired man – that she was dead; that the old bones ad done aching forever. Sixty-four years! Just think of it in this age of divorce. Sixty-four years had they dwelt under the same sorrows of life; together mourned over the coffin of their fist-born; together rejoiced in the prosperity of their sons and daughters, and now she has left him alone. No wonder he forgot. Her loving hands had so long cared for him, for he had been the feebler of the two. “Until death does us part,” said the marriage service that had united them so may years ago. Death had parted them, but the love still survived. Tenderly had he cared for her all these years, and now tenderly did he watch the making of the last bed of this still loved wife. He had bravely breasted the storms of life with her by his side, but now that she was gone he could not live, and in a few days they laid him by her side.

One’s self-satisfaction is an untaxed kind of property, which it is very unpleasant to find depreciated.


THE VERNON CLIPPER ALEX. A. WALL, Editor and Proprietor $1.00 per annum in advance, or $1.50 where payment is delayed over six months. FRIDAY, APRIL 23, 1880

While moderation is the watch word, it seems that the South is “out-heroding Herod” in carrying out that principle. This she has done for years without obtaining much credit for it, and doubtless no matter how much she may honor republican leaders she will never obliterate with them the impression that we are anything more or less than “unrepentant rebels.” For instance: A leading republican, STEWART WOODFORD was invited to deliver the commencement address at the University of Mississippi and was received with open arms by the people. This seems only to have had the effect of stimulating him to come down again seering around, meddling in State trials and using his ingenuity to stir some political pabulum of sectional seasoning, it being the only diet upon which his party could thrive. Behold the contrast to the liberal spirit of the South! The students of Bloomington, Illinois with a liberality of principle that betokened both better heads and hearts than belonged to the faculty of that institution and to the citizens of the city; recently invited Jefferson Davis to deliver the commencement address. This noble spirit was met with a howl of indignation by the professors of college, and the citizens, and they shrank with holly horror from bestowing such an honor upon the “Arch Traitor “ as the termed him. Upon the heels of this General Grant, a man who in his official capacity was not only the protector of corruptionists and ringsters, but was also the pliant tool in the hands of his party to humiliate the South an overthrow her State governments, is received in most of the cities of the South as if he had always been the champion of her liberties and the purest statesman of the age. In Memphis an ex-confederate Colonel was so imbued with his fawning spirit that in his gushing fit of adulation he committed the sacrilege of comparing him to General; Lee! What can cause the spirit that prompts such useless and humiliating demonstrations is hard to divine. Grant is only a private citizen traveling through the country, to whom we owe nothing more than ordinary civility, and barely that. Any one conversant with our past history can readily see that we owe him no favors. Were he a high official the excuse of showing respect to the government through one of its important servants could be easily rendered and as easily accepted. But to pay such honors to a private citizen who, while he was in office (it would not be drawing it a whit to say) disgraced the exalted position with which he was honored and used it entirely to our disadvantage, certainly does not reflect much lustre on our manhood. From all the experiments we have mad e in this truckling policy it seems we should at last learn that our best course is to maintain our self-respect. We can avoid all sectional bitterness and deprecate the extremes of partisan fury by pursuing a dignified quiet, firm liberal spirit without descending from our dignity to take to our arms and be-slobber with pusillanimous adulation every political adventure who comes who comes from the North reeking with the venom and filth of partisan corruption.

The amount necessary to pay off the indebtedness of the Southern Methodist Publishing House, at Nashville, $300,000, has been subscribed.

ALABAMA STATE TROOPS – [Mobile Register] We trust that the next legislature of Alabama will do something towards aiding in the maintenance of the military organizations composing the state troops. The burden of keeping up those organizations now rests upon the members themselves, and particularly upon the officers. This should not be the case. If the states has no need for troops, if they are regarded simply as ornamental and not as of use to the commonwealth, then we have nothing more to say on the subject. But, as the New Orleans Democrat truly says, in speaking of the Louisiana militia: “These troops are the conservators of the peace for the entire state; the mere fact that they are organized and drilled, ready at a moment’s notice to obey the orders of the governor, and to proceed to any part of the state to quell disturbances, exercises in itself a powerful deterrent influence upon the lawless elements of society.” – In our own state our state troops have several times been of service in keeping the peace, on two occasions in particular in our own city, and not many months ago in another portion of the state. As long as society remains as it is, there must be some organized force to maintain law and order when they are imperiled by the outbreak of the evil passions of men. The need of such force may come but seldom, but when it does come the want of it is ever a dire misfortune to the public. We trust, therefore, that the next legislature will pay some attention to the claims of the military organizations of Alabama upon the state for aid and encouragement, and ignore them no longer.

A LESSON FROM ED COX – [Rome (Ga.) Tribune] ED COX, the man who hunted after, and, as the jury said, deliberately shot down poor BOB ALSTON, in the capitol building in Atlanta, in the presence of the State house officers, now fearfully realize the results that flow from a hot temper, which he could not control. It will be remembered that he was found guilty, and sentenced to the penitentiary for life, and that his case was appealed to the Supreme Court. Only a few days ago that court affirmed the decision of the court below, and refused him a new trial. Thus this once bounding spirit and proud form is bowed by the stern mandate of a law which a jury of his countrymen said he had grossly violated by taking unlawfully and in a premeditated and a violent manner the life of a fellow human being. How much better it would have been had he stopped and considered the results which would have flowed from his hot-blooded actions! How much happier today would he and his wife and children been if he had paused and considered! If he had, at this hour he would not have been cast down in a sea of trouble, and his wife and children would not have been deprived by the stern requirements of the law, of a loved husband and father. What a lesson is this to the youth and manhood of our country! It should sink deep into the hearts and remembrances of men and women, and teach them that it were better to suffer temporary indignities than to plunge the injured person into a future sea of trouble and to have a family despoiled of its head by the shackles and the dungeon. Had Ed Cox cooled his hot blood; had he restrained his violent temper, today poor Bob Alston’s merry laugh, clear ringing voice, and genial presence would have been the delight of his friends, and Ed Cox and his family would have had around them all the clustering happiness which the domestic virtues can afford. As it is, Bob Alston’s spirit has gone to the God who gave it, and Ed. Cox pines in the solitude of his lonely cell, furnishing a lesson as distressing as it is sorrowful and heart-breaking’ both the result of an outraged law and heated and uncontrollable temper.

The Mont. Adv. says: On the third day of April 1842, ex-president VAN BUREN reached Montgomery from the East, in company with the great writer JAMES K. PAULDING. They remained here until the night of the fourth of April, when they left on a steamer for Mobile. Mr. Van Buren was the first ex-president or president that visited Montgomery. Ex-President POLK, on his return from Washington to his home in Tennessee, came through this city, in 1849. In May 1854, ex-president FILLMORE visited Montgomery. Ex-President Polk, died two months after his visit here. The three ex-presidents named, are the only presidents that have ever visited Montgomery.

The Oxford (Miss.) Falcon says “there is a good deal of the pointer dog business in these ovations to Grant; at each Southern city he is surrounded by a set of fellows who would consider it an honor to be kicked by him.” We heard an individual say recently that he would give twenty dollars to see General Grant one time. A by-stander, who wore a battle-scar upon his face, remarked in reply, that he had seem many a day that he would have given twenty dollars and a forced march besides, to avoid seeing him.

The Washington corespondent of the Nashville Banner says “there is nothing like unanimity among the Democrats at Washington in favor of any of the Democratic aspirants. You will see some who will favor one of several: Bayard, Hancock, Thurman, Field, Hendricks, or Seymour. But the friends of each speak kindly of the other and are willing to give either of the others, a hearty support. Gov. Seymour is, I believe, the first or second choice of nearly all. It is urged in his behalf that all can unite on him. His majority in New York over Grant in 1868 was over 10,000. It is claimed that he can now carry it by an even 100,000 over the “third termer.” The opposition to Mr. Tilden in both houses of Congress is so nearly unanimous that he can scarcely be considered a candidate. He ha not an advocate for his nomination in the Senate, and with the exception of Mr. Randall and a small following of his in the House, he has none there.”

The strange romance of a Crescent City banker and his unfilial daughter is told in a recent issue of the New Orleans Democrat. Twenty years ago the banker owned the most substantial banking institution in New Orleans and his wealth founded Louisiana’s principal railroads. He was prominent in the Legislature and City Council, patronized the fine arts, and was foremost in all schemes of local and State enterprise. But he established the Havana Gas Works, taking the husband of Queen Christina, of Spain, as his partner, and the stock became so valuable as a means of revenue that the Queen invited the rich banker and his daughter, then in Europe, to Madrid. A match was hatched up for the young woman with one of Spain’s poor grandees, and after the brilliant wedding the father hurried home to build a palace for his daughter and her husband. But enormous losses and depreciation of stocks had seriously embarrassed the banker in his absence, and he manfully set to work to satisfy his creditors and save the wreckage of his fortune. The daughter, however, hastened to New Orleans and insisted that her claim on the estate; as her mother’s heir, should be immediately satisfied. She became her father’s most unrelenting creditor, and, placing her claims in a lawyer’s hands, forced her father to make large sacrifices of securities and sell his elegant home, which is now occupied by the wealthiest citizen of New Orleans. The daughter took her money and went to Madrid, where her Spanish grandee soon squandered it, after which she returned to the Untied States in straitened circumstances, and has since lifted in gloomy retirement. The father settled up his affairs and went into business at the North, where he has regained a high standing in the financial world.

Hotel. The undersigned is prepared to accommodate boarders, either by day or the month at very reasonable rates. Strict attention given to transient customers. L. M. WIMBERLEY, Proprietor, Vernon, Ala.

Moscow: The old reliable stand now conducted by the well established firm of S. W. HOGAN & CO, who has in store a large and well selected stock of dry goods, groceries, hardware, drugs, snuff, tobacco and cigars. Plantation supplies, farming utensils and everything else generally kept in a country store: Cheap for Cash or Credit – Respectfully, S. W. Hogan & Co., Lamar County, Alabama.

Pictures made in cloudy and rainy as well as clear weather at ECHARD’S Photograph Headquarters at his gallery, Columbus, Miss. 8 Card Ferrotypes, for $1.00. 1 doz. Card Photographs for $2.50. Special attention given to Family Groups and copying Old pictures to any size.

Bring your job printing to the CLIPPER. We print all kinds of blanks, deeds, mortgages, law briefs, cards, tags, circulars, bill heads, letter heads, note heads, statements, poster work. We propose to do all kinds of job printing as neat and as cheap as any city, either North or South, and our work is equal to any. When you want any kind of job printing done, please don’t fail to examine our specimens before going elsewhere. Blank Waive Notes for sale at this Office.

Opelika Observer: Last Friday morning at the post office, a strangely deformed negro boy, about five years old, attracted considerable attention on account of the unnatural shape of his head, which was, as nearly as we can describe it, about the same shape as an egg, with both sides flattened. Upon measurement his head was found to be over ten inches long and only four inches in width. The boy will probably be sent to Congress, as he ahs undoubtedly got the longest head in the country.

A. A. SUMMERS, Vernon, Alabama. Dealer in Dry goods, groceries, clothing, hats, notions, boots, and shoes, hardware, queensware, glassware, tin and woodware. Farming implements, drugs, oils, tobacco, snuff, pipes and in fact, I keep every article that is needed to supply the wants of all customers. Prices as low as the lowest for CASH, or Credit! I am at my Old Stand, West Side Court House, Corner Main and 2nd Street.

BURRIS & BRO. No. 49 Main Street Columbus, Miss. We have now in store a full stock of general merchandise which we offer for sale very low, for the cash. Thankful for the liberal patronage heretofore extended to us, we hope by selling our goods much lower than in the past to be able to add largely to our already numerous list of patrons. Call and see our mammoth stock.

SHELL & BURDINE, Wholesale and retail druggist’s, Aberdeen, Mississippi. Are daily receiving at their Drug Store a very large stock of fresh goods of all kinds usually kept in a first class drug house, and will sell at bottom prices, for cash. All we ask is to give us a trial and we guarantee you will not go away dissatisfied for we are determined to sell goods so low that it will astonish you.

JOHN D. MORGAN. Wholesale and retail dealer in dry goods, staple and fancy groceries, hardware, wooden ware, willow ware, crockery ware, and tin ware. Boots and shoes, hats and caps. Plantation supplies, etc. would announce to his friends and patrons of Lamar and Fayette Counties, that he has in store, and is daily receiving one of the largest and best selected stocks of goods in the city, and invites everybody to call before buying elsewhere and examine his immense stock. It is no trouble to show goods, and when you look, you will be sure to buy for he keeps none but first class goods, and will not be under sold by any home in the city. Columbus, Miss. July 11th, 1879. J. S. ROBERTSON is with the above house, and would be pleased to serve his many friends at anytime.

DR. J. D. RUSH, with ERVIN AND BILLUPS, successors to M. W. HATCH; dealers in drugs, medicines, whiskey, tobacco, cigars, &c. Corner Main and Market Street. Columbus, Mississippi.

NATHAN BROTHERS dealers in whiskies, brandies, wines, cigars, tobaccos and pipes. Our Motto: Quick Sales and Small Profits. Columbus, Mississippi.



For Congress, S. J. SHIELDS

We are pleased to have with us on Monday of this week, Dr. J. D. RUSH, of Columbus, Miss. Ere the Dr. left us, by his kindness and appreciation of the Clipper, our financial status was complemented and our subscription book shows him up till 1881. Much oblige Dr. Call again. The Dr. and his most amiable little wife spent several days in and around Vernon among relatives and their many friends.

Our fellow townsmen and efficient County Treasurer Mr. D. V. LARENCE, called upon us Tuesday of this week, and remunerated us with a little cash for the Clipper, etc. till 1881 for which he has our thanks and best wishes for his future success.

Several of our patrons and friends have signified their appreciation of the Clipper and us as its conductor, by handing us the subscription price, and telling us they want it! Thus encouraging us to press forward and serve to make the Clipper the pride of every household.

It will be seen by referring to another column that Messrs. A. COBB & SON have an advertisement in this issue. Mr. ROLA COBB is business manger of this firm; it affords us pleasure to call attention to him and his house. Therefore we say, go and see him and his goods and don’t leave without purchasing something.

“Patience on a monument smiling at grief is not more beautiful than the spectacle of an amateur fisherman standing in mud, with a breast full of hope inspired by a nibbling minnow tickling the tail of a worm on his hook.”

See advertisement of Mr. A. A. SUMMERS Dry Goods Emporium in this issue and don’t fail to call and examine the assortment he has so neatly and handsomely arranged in his store. Prices as low as the lowest either for cash or credit.

See Sheriff’s Sale in this issue.

There will be, in the month of May, 1880, five moons, five Saturdays, five Sundays, five Mondays, and, according to an old resident of the county, who called our attention to the fact, “a sight of other things we have never seen before.” – Mont. Adv.

CAPT. S. J. SHIELDS has been invited by the Memorial Association of Aberdeen, Miss., to deliver an address on the occasion of the decoration of the soldier’s graves May 7th. The Capt. is somewhat an orator, and we are sure he will acquit himself with much credit on this solemn event.

Remember the Choir Meeting Saturday evening at the residence of Mrs. SHIELD’S. All are invited that wish to participate.

We regret to announce the death of JUDGE E. P. JONES of Fayette C. H., on last Sunday at 12 o’clock. For some years past the Judge had been in bad health. Peace to his ashes.

I. O. O. F. By order of the Sovereign Grand Lodge I. O. O. F. and the Grand Lodge of the State of Ala.: Vernon Lodge No., 45, I. O. O. F. and Alpha Lodge No. 10 of the Daughters of Rebeckah will meet at the Lodge Hall at 10 o’clock A. M. on Monday the 26th day of April (It being the 61st anniversary of the order in America), after which will march in procession to the Court House –w here the public are invited in general. A discourse upon the Origin and History of Odd Fellowship will be delivered by CAPT. J. D. MCCLUSKEY, also will arrange for Divine service appropriate for the occasion. Committee – M. W. MORTON, G. C. LARENCE, M. R. MORTON


We are authorized to announce D. V. LAWRENCE a candidate for re-election to the office of County Treasurer, at the August election in 1880.

Under the following considerations I declare myself a candidate for Sheriff, &c. of Lamar County at the ensuing election. 1st. I was born and raised a freeman in this county. 2nd. By standing in defense of my country I was mangled by the enemies missiles. 3rd. I was incarcerated in prison under false charges preferred against and finally ruined. 4th. I am willing to submit my claims to a Convention of the Democratic Party. Respectfully. J. A. DARR

We are authorized to announce B. H. WILKERSON a candidate for the office of Sheriff and Tax Collector of Lamar County at the ensuing August election, subject to the action of the Democratic Party.

I respectfully announce that I am a candidate for the Legislature. Election 1st Monday in August 1880. – JOHN B. BANKHEAD

I respectfully announce myself a candidate for the office of Probate Judge at the ensuing August election, 1880. Subject to the action of the Democratic party. – J. M. I. GUYTON

I announce myself a candidate for reelection to the office of Probate Judge of Lamar County. Subject to the will of the people. Election 1st Monday in August next. – ALEXANDER COBB

I announce myself as a candidate for Sheriff and Tax-collector of Lamar County. Elections first Monday in August next. Subject to the will of the people. – J. W. WHITE

I announce myself a candidate for re-election to the office of Tax Assessor of Lamar County, Ala. Election, first Monday in August, 1880. – JAS. E. PENNINGTON, T. A.

We are authorized to announce R. D. BOLIN a candidate for Commissioner in the district composed of Lawrence’s, Sizemore’s, Brown’s and Henson’s beats. Election, first Monday in August, 1880.

We are authorized to announce F. M. JORDAN a candidate for election to the office of County Treasurer, election 1st Monday in August, 1880.

Rye and Rock cures Throat Diseases of all kinds. – J. W. Eckford & Bro. – Sole Agents. Asthma is always relieved by the use of Rock and Rye. J. W. Eckford & Bro., Sole Agents. Hoarseness disappears after using Rye and Rock a few days. J. W. Eckford & Bros., Sole Agents. Try a bottle of Rye and Rock for the Stomach’s sake. J. W. Eckford & Bro. Sole Agents. We have just received an invoice of JACOB B. MURRAY’S old Velvet Whiskey, thirteen years old, price 1.50 per bottle. The finest ever brought to this market. Sold only be J. W. ECKFORD & Bro. We are fortunate to secure the exclusive sale of Rock and Rye which restores health and spirits to the diseased. J. W. Eckford. Sole Agents.

SHERIFF’S SALE By virtue of an execution issued by JAMES MIDDLETON, Clerk of the Circuit Court of Lamar County, Alabama, on 23rd day of March, 1880. I will offer for sale at the Court House door of said county for cash on Monday the 3rd day of May next the following described real estate to wit: S ½ of SW ¼ NW ¼ of SW ¼ Sec. 10, NW ¼ of SE ¼ N ½ of SW ¼ and SE QR of SE QR, and NW QR and W ¼ of NW QR of NE QR and SW QR of NE QR Sec 15 and fraction part of NE QR of NE QR Sec 16 all in T17 R 14 West. Levied on as the property of C. K. COOK, and will be sold to satisfy said execution in my hands in favor of W. H. KENNEDY. This 2nd of March 1880. - D. J. LACY, Sh’ff

SHERIFF’S SALE Bu virtue of an execution issued by JAMES MIDDLETON Clerk of the Circuit of Lamar County, Alabama on the 24tjh day of March, 1880. I will offer for sale for cash at the Court House door of said estate to wit: 1 old steam boiler and the following lands SW QR of NW QR W half of SW QR SE QR of SW QR Sec 17, NE QR and E half of SE QR SW QR of SE QR and SE QR of SW QR Sec 18 E half of NE QR NW QR of NE QR N half of NW QR Sec 19, W half of NW QR NW QR of SW QR Sec 20 T 13 R15 and NW QR of NE QR and E half of NE QR Sec 23 SW QR of SE QR and NW QR Sec 24 T15 R16. Levied on as the property of CRODWER & NEWMAN and will be sold to satisfy said execution in my hands in favor of GEORGE C. BURNS. This 24th day of March, 1880. - D. J. LACY, Sh’ff

NOTICE To Delinquent Tax Payers on property within the corporation in the town of Vernon, Lamar Co., Ala. The following is a list of the defaulters who have not paid the Corporation taxes: Unknown, S ½ town lot no. 22, which building. Valued at $150.00. Tax .75.. Unknown, W ½ town lot no. 32 with building. Valued at $500.00. Tax $2.50.. Unknown, E ½ town lot no. 32, Vacant, Valued at $30.00. Tax .15. Unknown, E ½ town lot no. 37. Valued at $50.00. Tax .25. Unknown, Town lot no. 38. Valued at $50.00 Tax .25. Unknown, Town lot No. 107 Valued at $50.00, Tax .25 Unknown, Town lot No. 108. Valued at $50.00. Tax .25. Unknown, Town lot No. 118. Valued at $50.00. Tax .25. Unknown, Town Lot No. 117. Valued at $50.00 Tax .25. Unknown, Town Lot No. 62, Valued at $50.00 Tax .25 Unknown, Town Lot No. 16, Valued at $50.00 Tax .25 Unknown, Town Lot No. 24, Valued at $50.00 Tax .25 Unknown, Town Lot No. 49, Valued at $50.00 Tax .25 Unknown, Town Lot No. 39, Valued at $50.00 Tax .25 Unknown, Town Lot No. 40, Valued at $50.00 Tax .25 Unknown, Town Lot No. 31, Valued at $50.00 Tax .25 I will sell the above described lots lying and being situated in the town of Vernon, on the 3rd day of May next, it being the first Monday in said month, to satisfy the Corporation Tax, penalties and costs thereon. Sale will be in front of the Courthouse door of Lamar County, Ala., between legal hours of sale. - JOHN A. JORDAN, Marshal, Tax Assessor and Collector.

TAX SALE By virtue of an order and decree of the Probate Court of Lamar County made on the 5th day of April, A. D. 1880, I, as Tax Collector of said county will offer for sale on the 1st Monday in May next at the Courthouse door of said county, it being the 3rd day of said month, the following lands or so much thereof as will be sufficient to satisfy the taxes penalties and costs assessed against them for the year 1879, to wit: S ½ of SW ¼ Sec 15, T 17, R 15, and N ½ of NW ¼, Sec 22 T 17 R 15/ Taxes, penalities and costs $3.25. Printers fee 2.00 Assessed to Estate of A. E. LOVE.

Also: NW ¼, Sec. 15 T 12 R 15. Taxes, penalties and costs, .80. Printer’s fee, 1.50. Assessed to Estate of GEORGE WAX.

Also NE ¼ of NW fraction and NW ¼ of NE ¼ Sec 25, T17 R 17. Taxes, penalties, and costs 1.40. Printer’s fee, 1.50. Assessed to S. HALEY.

Also 8 acres in South part of SE ¼ of NE ¼ Sec 31 and SW ¼ of NW ¼ and 24 acres in South part of NW ¼ of NW ¼ Sec 32 T 13 R 14 Taxes, penalties and costs 2.69 Printer’s fee 2.00 Assessed to W. H. TERRY

Also E ½ SE ¼ Sec. 35 T 15 R 16. Taxes, penalties and costs .50. Printer’s fee 1.50. Assessed to owner UNKNOWN by Collector on Supplement.

This the 6th day of April 1880. - D. J. LACY, Sheriff and T. C.

M. W. MORTON. W. L. MORTON. DR. W. L. MORTON & BRO., Physicians & Surgeons. Vernon, Lamar Co, Ala. Tender their professional services to the citizens of Lamar and adjacent country. Thankful for patronage heretofore extended, we hope to merit a respectable share in the future. Drug Store.

DR. G. C. BURNS, Vernon, Ala. Offers his professional services to the citizens of Vernon and vicinity.

Fishing tackle. We have just received an immense stock of fishing tackle including fancy hooks and lines, seine twine, shoods, silk, grass, and hair line. Prices low. – J. W. Eckford & Bro.

J. W. Eckford & Bro cordially invite their friends and the people in general throughout Lamar and adjoining counties to visit them when they go to Aberdeen. Their stock of Drugs, liquors, tobacco, fancy goods, stationary, prints, oils, soaps, perfumes, etc. Is immense; and they can supply the country merchant at St. Louis prices, and those who buy for home consumption can obtain the very lowest pries and the best goods. Come and see us. – J. W. Eckford & Bro., Wholesale and Retail Druggists, Aberdeen, Miss.

J. L. RANSOM, of North Alabama with Settle & Kainnaird, manufacturers of and wholesale dealers in boots and shoes, Nashville, Tenn. Orders solicited and carefully filled.

BILL HAMILTON with ROY & BRO., wholesale and retail dealer in dry goods, notions, clothing, boots, shoes, hats, &c. Aberdeen, Miss. Highest price paid for cotton.

Cuban Chill Tonic is the great Chill King. It cures Chills and Fever of every type, from the shaking Agues of the North to the burning Fevers of the Torrid Zone. It is the great standard. It cures Billiousness and liver Complaint and roots out diseases. Try it – if you suffer it will cure you and give you health. Sold by your druggists. W. L. MORTON & BRO.

PARENTS READ THIS. Nine-tenths of the sickness of childhood is caused by worms. Thousands of children die yearly from worms in the stomach that could have been saved by the timely use of Parker’s Santonine Worm Lozenges. They save thousands of children. They drive out the worms without pain. They cleanse the stomach, and make the little ones bloom and blossom as the rose. The are the finest and best medicine ever made. Thousands of parents all over the land use nothing but Parker’s Lozenges. Buy nothing but Parker’s. Give no other Worm Medicine to children but Parker’s Lozenges. They are the cheapest, best, and safest. Sold by your druggists, W. L. Morton & Bro.

$5 to $20 per day at home. Sample worth $5 free. Address Stinson & Co., Portland, Maine.

ALEXANDER COBB & SON, Dealers in ready made clothing, dress goods, jeans, domestics, calicoes, silks, satins, millinery, embroidery, notice, &c. Hats, caps, boots, shoes, saddles, bridles, leather, &c. Tin, wooden, Hard and glass wares, crockery, &c. Salt, flour, meal, bacon, lard, soda, coffee, molasses, &c.

Family Groceries. The undersigned has opened a family grocery store in the old Goodwin house on Main Street. Where he will be able to furnish the county and town with everything usually kept in a first class house: Such as bacon, lard, flour, sugar, coffee, molasses, tobacco, cigars, powder, lead, shot and a great variety of canned goods: Such as pine apples, peaches, tomatoes, pickles, &c., &c. Cheese and crackers in abundance, all of which I am determined to sell lower than they can be bought elsewhere. Give me a call. No trouble to show goods. Terms cash. L. M. WIMBERLY

Pocket knives from 10 cents to $3 at Eckford & Bro. 100 kegs of rifle and duckling powder at Eckford & Bros.

Masonic: Vernon, Lodge No. 389, meets on the 1st Saturday of each month, at 7 p.m.

PROFESSIONAL CARDS. FRANCIS JUSTICE, Attorney at Law and Solicitor in Chancery, Pikeville, Marion Co., Alabama Will practice in all the Courts of the 3rd Judicial District.

SAMUEL J. SHIELDS, Attorney at Law and Solicitor in Chancery, Vernon, Ala., Will practice in the counties of Lamar, Fayette, Marion, and the Courts of the 3rd Judicial District.

JNO. D. MCCLUSKY, Attorney at Law and Solicitor in Chancery, Vernon, Ala. Will practice in the counties of Lamar, Fayette, Marion, and the Courts of the 3rd Judicial Circuit. Special attention given to the collection of claims, and matters of administration.

EARNEST & EARNEST. W. S. EARNEST GEO. S. EARNEST. Attorneys at Law and Solicitors in Chancery, Birmingham & Vernon, Ala. Will practice in the Counties of this Judicial Circuit.

NESMITH & SANFORD. T. B. NESMITH, Vernon, Ala. JOHN B. SANFORD, Fayette C. H. Attorneys at Law. Partners in the Civil practice in the counties of Fayette and Lamar. Will practice separately in the adjoining counties. THOS. B. NESMITH. Solicitor for the 3rd Judicial Circuit. Vernon, Lamar Co., Ala.

MCQUISTON & HEISEN, Cotton Factors and Commission Merchants 96 & 98 Commerce St., Aberdeen, Miss. Farmers will make money by letting MCQUISSTON & HEISEN sell their cotton when they come to the city.

LAMAR DIRECTORY County Court – Meets on the 1st Monday in each month. Probate Court - Meets on 2nd Monday in each month. Commissioner’s Court – Meets on the 2nd Monday in February, April, July, and November.


COUNTY OFFICERS ALEXANDER COBB – Judge of Probate D. J. LACY, Sheriff and Tax Collector W. G. MIDDLETON, Circuit Clerk JAMES M. MORTON, Register in Chancery D. V. LAWRENCE, Treasurer J. E. PENNINGTON, Tax Assessor W. T. MARLER, Coroner


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ARRIVAL AND DEPARTURE OF U. S. MAILS The Columbus Mail by way of Caledonia arrives Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturdays at 11 o’clock a.m. Leave same days at 1 p.m. FAYETTE MAIL Arrived on Wednesday and Saturday at 12 p.m. and leaves same days at 1 p.m. MOUNT CALM MAIL Leaves Wednesday at 7 a.m. arrives Thursday at 2 p.m. PIKEVILLE MAIL Arrives Fridays at 6 p.m., leaves Saturdays at 6 a.m. SCHEDULE OF MOBILE & OHIO R. R. Train leaves 6:30 am Train arrives 9:30 am Train leaves 3:20 pm Train arrives 6:30 pm Train goes through to Starkville on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays. Leaves Aberdeen going South at 4 o’clock p.m., returns at 8 p.m. Leaves Aberdeen going North at 7 o’clock a.m., return at 11 o’clock a.m.

Lighting Sewer Wilson’s New Oscillating Shuttle Sewing Machine. The best sewing machine in the world. Send for illustrated catalogue No. 230. An agent will deliver a machine at your residence, free of charge, subject to approval. Address Wilson Sewing Machine Co., 129 & 131 State ST., Chicago, Illinois, USA.

The Light Running New Home (picture of sewing machine). A model of simplicity, Strength and Beauty, Never gets out of order. A pattern of perfection. Makes no noise. Does not fatigue the operator. Latest. Improved. Best. Agents wanted. Johnson, Clarke, & o., 30 Union Square, New York City. Orange, Mass.


CLASSIFIED BOUNTIES – CONDENSED STATEMENT OF THE AMOUNTS ALLOWED SOLDIERS OF THE LATE WAR The following is a condensed statement of bounties in the late civil war, classified according to the date and period of enlistment furnished by the Second Auditor of the Treasury: No bounty paid to volunteers for enlistments before the commencement of the rebellion, April 12, 1861, nor after April 30, 1865, in any case – nor for 100 days, or 3, 6, and 9 months’ men. 1. DECISION OF THE SUPREME COURT MARCH 14, 1870, AND ACT OF APRIL 22, 1872. This applies only to enlistments for 3 years, prior to July 22, 1861, and since the commencement of the rebellion. All volunteers who enlisted for 3 years before August 6, 1861, and who were mustered into the service for 3 years before August 6, 1861, are entitled to $100 bounty, if they have been honorably discharged and have not received the same for such service. Those discharged for promotion or by way of favor are not entitled to this bounty. The Jersey City incline to the tunnel proper is 3,400 feet in length, the tunnel itself 5,400 feet, and the New York city, inclined 3,000 feet long, making a total of about two and ha half miles. The walls of the tunnel are circular in section, and built of hard brickwork in hydraulic cement. It will contain two tracks and be lighted with gas. It must prove of estimable service to the railroad system and a great boon to the traveling public. The nature of the conditions at present surrounding its inception in the way of construction promises a successful undertaking. [NOTE: SIC - THIS IS THE PARAGRAPH THAT IS IN THE PAPER. IT OBVIOUSLY DOES NOT BELONG, BUT THAT IS WHAT IS PRINTED] 2. ACT OF JULY 22, 1861, gives $100 bounty for 2 and 3 years volunteers, from April 12, 1861 to December 24, 1863 (except veteran volunteers and recruits for old organizations). And also from April 1, 1864 to July 18, 1864, if they served 2 years or more as enlisted men, or were honorably discharged as such on account of wounds received in lone of duty before 2 years’ service. Also additional bounty Act July 28, 1866, $100 to 3 years men from April 19, 1861 and $50 to 2 years men from April 14, 1861 for same enlistments and conditions as stated in “No. 2” if not entitled to receive a greater bounty than $100 under previous laws for all other enlistments, except those discharged for promotion or by way of favor, and drafted men and substitutes. 3. ACT OF MARCH 9, 1863, gives $100 bounty only to drafted men and their substitutes enrolled for three years, from March 3, 1863 to September 5, 1864, if they served 2 years or more, or were discharged on account of wounds received in line of duty before 2 years service. 4. A bounty of $300 to volunteer recruits of “old “ organizations (that is, those that had been completed and had left the State to which they belonged) for 3 years’ enlistments, from October 24, 1863 to April 1, 1864 paid in installments, as follows: $60 in advance and $40 after each 2, 6, 12, 18, 24, and 36 months respectively. Also to news organizations, from December24, 1863 to April 1, 1864 $300 to volunteer recruits, same as in “No. 4” [SIC] 5. Four Hundred dollars to veteran volunteers (that is, those enlisting for three years, and who had previously served nine consecutive months in the army) from January 1, 1863 to April 1, 1864, payable as follows: Advance $25 (or $60 after September 28, 1863) and $5 after each 2, 6, 12, 18, 24, and 30 months and the balance at expiration of service. Soldiers who had rendered nine month’s consecutive service in the army were permitted to re-enlist in another organization after January 1, 1863, and prior to April 1, 1864, and become veterans. If they re-enlisted in the same regiment, they must have previously served two years or have been discharged by reason of wounds received in line of duty in order to become veterans, and these were probably paid all bounty due for first service. 6. ACT OF JULY 4, 1864. Volunteers enlisting for one, two, and three years from July 18, 1864 to April 30, 1865 were paid $100 for one year, $200 for two years, and $300 for three years, in equal installments – one-third on muster in, one-third at the expiration of one-half the term, and the balance at the expiration of the full term of service. And the First Corps United States Veteran Volunteers (Hancock’s corps) $300 in advance in addition to that stated in “No. 6”. [Sic] 7. COLORED TROOPS ACT JUNE 15, 1864 and MARCH 3, 1873. Colored men enlisting as volunteers from April 12, 1861 to July 18, 1864 are entitled to the same bounty as white volunteers from the same period. Also, colored recruits from October 17, 1863 to June 1864, to same bounty as white volunteer recruits if enrolled and subject to draft at the time of enlistment. 8. ACTS March 3, 1863, March 3, 1865, and joint resolution April 12, 1866. All soldiers discharged of wounds received in battle or in line of duty are entitled to receive the same bounty they would have received if they had served their full term of enlistment.

A WIFE’S POWER A good wife is to a man wisdom, strength, courage; a bad one is confusion, weakness, and despair. No condition is hopeless to a man where the wife possesses firmness, decision, and economy. There is no outward propriety which can counteract indolence, extravagance and folly at home. No spirit can long endure bad influence. Man is strong, but his heart is not adamant. He needs a tranquil mind and especially if he is an intelligent man. With a whole head, he needs its moral force in the conflict of life. To cover his composure, home must be a place of peace an comfort. There his soul renews its strength, and goes forth with renewed vigor to encounter the labor and troubles of life. But if at home he finds no rest, and is there met with bad temper, jealousy and gloom, or assailed with complaints and censure, hope vanishes, and he sinks into despair.

The population of Memphis, according to the latest Directory shows a falling off of 2,550 during the last year. It is now placed at 40,957. Its trade has greatly increased, the single item of cotton being 50,000 bales greater than for the same time last year, and 6,000 greater than in 1877.

CARD ETIQUETTE – A Code Which Is Authoritative – The Highest Style And Toniest Usage Of Pasteboard Politeness The card should be printed or written very plainly. White cards, without any embellishment, are regarded as in the bet taste, avoiding extremes in size. The gentleman’s card should contain nothing except the name and address of the caller; in general, omit the address. The titles of “Hon.”, “Mr.” “Esq.” etc. are not allowed on calling cards. “Mrs.” or “Miss” are admissible on ladies’ cards. Professional title, such as “Dr.” “Rev.” and “M. D.” etc., are admissible on gentlemen’s cards. A military title such as “Lieut.,” “Capt.” “Gen.” “USA,” USN” etc is also admissible. The handsomest style is that which is engraved; next is that which is beautifully written; next comes the printed card, in text letter. At a hotel, when calling on any one, send your card and await a reply in the reception room. If two or more ladies are in the household, the turning down of a corner signifies that the card is for all the ladies. The lady in mourning who may not desire to make calls will send mourning cards to her friends instead during the season of retirement from society. A gentleman calling on a lady and she being absent, or not at home, but her daughter will send in his card, instead of calling, as it is not customary for young ladies to receive calls from gentlemen unless quite intimately acquainted. It is well to have cards in readiness at every call. It is quite well to send in your card by a servant, as the mispronunciation of the name is thus avoided. If a lady is not at home, it will also serve to show that you have called. The hostess should, if not desiring to see any one, send word that she is engaged when the servant first goes to the door, and not after the card has been sent up. It is admissible when the lady does not desire to see a caller, to instruct the servant to reply that “the mistress is not at home” the understanding being that, whether in the house or not, she is “not at home” for the reception of callers. A business card is inadmissible as a calling card, unless the call be purely one of business. In making New Year’s calls it is customary to present a card to each of the ladies who receive with her, as well as to the hostess. In taking a letter of introduction to a lady in the city, if you send it to her by the servant who answers the bell, also send your card with the same. The card being left in your absence is the equivalent of a call. A call is now due from you to the person leaving the card. In leaving the city for a permanent residence abroad, it is customary to send out cards to intimate friends, adding to the name “P. P. C.” - Presents Parting Compliments. After receiving an invitation for, or attending a large party or ball, it is customary to call soon afterwards on the hostess, making a brief stay or leaving a card.

PLANATION LIFE IN CUBA – [Havana Letter] At noon La Union was reached, and volantes were taken by the party, while the rest were given horses to ride the rest of the way. Senor Luna, the son-in-law of the late owner, and present manager of the estate, met his visitors at the depot and extended every courtesy to the travelers. After a banquet of vast proportions and elegant appointments, the works were inspected. There is little need to describe in detail the process of the manufacture of sugar, as it is the same as that employed in the Untied States, the machinery being American and English. There are 2,000 acres under cultivation, and about 3.300 tons of sugar and 1,700 puncheons of molasses are made each year. There are 390 slaves on the place, and 144 contracted coolies. “Look at those negroes, how fat and well-dressed they are,” said Senor Luna, pointing to a lot of colored women scooping sugar. Indeed they did look as contented as any laborers. They had not the despairing bang-dog appearance of the slaves seen at the Majagua tobacco plantation in Pinar del Rio. Of this, 390, we were informed, fifty-eight were free by law, or under twelve or over sixty years of age. According to the law in force since September 19, 1868, all blacks, even of slave mothers, are born free, and the master is obliged to take care of them if they chose to remain, making themselves useful in return. In fact, it has made little difference so far in slavery, for those born free are yet children and they seldom acknowledge that a slave is sixty as long as he is of any use. The coolies were originally under the eight-year contract system, by which they receive their food and clothing and $4 a month gold. The time of most of them is up and they are now hired to run the machinery at $8 to $13 a month and found. Indeed, n this plantation the negroes are paid $5 to $8 a month and, except during the cutting season, are not required to work Sundays.

THE CONNECTICUT TRAMP LAW – [New Haven Union] Is there any decent man who will stand up in a Christian community and declare that the poor should be thus condemned as criminals before they have committed one act of violence against property or person? The Constitution of this State and of the United States guarantees “Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” to every citizen. Our laws define what crime is, and the method that must be pursued to prove a person a criminal. But here is a law which brands a person a criminal on the confession or appearance of poverty and nothing else.

What is home without a husband? - [New York Express] – It is a cup of weak tea and the best dish of gossip ever cooked up by an old maid.

It is an easy matter to aim at cheerfulness when you have a bright eye, a happy heart and a fat bank account.

STAGE AND ROSTRUM MARY ANDERSEN has bought a $13,000 shanty at Long Branch. Glasgow, Scotland has five theaters, and Liverpool has nine. BLIND TOM has at last been corralled in Georgia. The world has paid him enough money to retire him. The merchants of New Orleans guaranteed MAX STRAKOSCH a subscription of $50,000 for an Italian opera season next winter. MRS. FANNY KIMBLE clings, it is said, to the ancient dramatic traditions, caring not for innovations. She was asked lately by Baroness BURDETT-COUTTS if she had seen MR. IRVING in the part of “Shylock” “Yes,” she said, “I have.” “And what do you think of the performance?” insisted the Baroness. “In my opinion,” answered Mrs. KEMBLE, “if Shakespeare could see it he would rewrite the part.” The managers of Booth’s Theater are continuing their war against speculators in tickets. Two men were recently arrested for selling tickets in the lobby of the theater. The Justice decided that they had no right to sell tickets in the lobby, and it was against the law to peddle them upon the streets. He threatened on the next complaint to send them up to Blackwell’s Island. Luckily for the public, unluckily for them, the Judge himself had, as he supposed, recently bought a parquet ticket of a speculator, but when he reached his seat, found himself in the top gallery under the roof. He rushed down, intending to arrest the speculators, but found he had disappeared. VIOLA A. POMEROY was engaged as a prima donna for comic opera in San Francisco. She attended rehearsals of Giraffe-Girofia, and sang in a satisfactory manner; but the manager discovered that she wore a wooden leg, and on that account he discharged her. In a letter to her he said: “The part requires a lady as nimble as a cat, and you could not possibly do it justice.” MISS POMEROY has brought a suit for salary. Her witnesses swear that, though not as nimble as a cat, she is as nearly so as most actresses. One of them said that he had seen her as Cassy in “Uncle Tom’s Cabin” jump out of a window and run over a river of ice like a whirlwind; another recollected that as Florence in “The Red Pocketbook” she jumped from a sinking ship and was rescued, just as well as any woman with two natural legs could have jumped and been rescued; and a third had witnessed her personation of Maffio in “Lucretia Borgia” in which part she wore tights. Miss Pomeroy offered to dance before the Court to show that her wooden leg was no detriment, but that was not permitted.

The most uncultivated are they that are most susceptible to melody. The concord of notes which is called harmony strikes the natural ear. Then sensibility to this is born. The emotions of the uncultured are most wrought upon by these properties of music, and therefore the danger of its stirring up responsive affections and setting them awry, is greatest with least culture. But high culture in music eliminates melody and harmony, and dries up the natural susceptibility to them. High culture then transcends the feelings and rises to pure music – that is to say, to pure art, which is purified from both melody and harmony. This is not merely our own opinion, although that alone would be infallible – nor merely the observation of music execution, but it is stated by high writers on music. Not long ago an article in the Atlantic told how musicians enjoy music, and showed that it s wholly above the susceptibility to such simple elements as melody and harmony. It spoke contemptuously of the unsophisticated ear to which the note of the aeloian harp is pleasing and alike pitifully of the childish that are pleased with simple harmony. It showed that the way musicians enjoy music is not musical, but artistic, such as a critical observation of some particular phrase of the composition; just as the anatomist finds most interest in the dry skeleton, while the unlearned most admire the simple beauty of form, color, and expression in the flesh – [Cincinnati Gazette]

A GLACIER IN COLORADO A gentleman, who has during the past two years traversed the mountains in the vicinity of Leadville, and penetrated almost every one of the secret recesses, says that there is within twenty-five miles of that city one of the most interesting curiosities of nature – a veritable glacier, presenting all the characteristics of the glaciers of Switzerland, both in magnitude and motion, its progress being gradually down the gulch. the scene of the curiosity is located in the Mosquito range, about fifteen miles north of the pass. Our informant states that he first discovered it about three years ago, while out on a prospecting tour. It was then nearly a mile in length, and at the bottom of the gulch presented a sheer precipice of ice not less than 150 feet in height. Later in the season the place was visited again, when it was found that the great mass of ice had melted until at tits face it was not more than one hundred feet high, the loss form the surface reducing its length to about half a mile. Again, early the following year, the place was visited, and the glacier was found to have regained its bulk, showing that the accumulation of ice and snow during the winter was about one-third its gross bulk. The rocks on the sides of this immense mass of ice shows the marks of attrition, proving beyond all controversy that the glacier is in motion. Indeed the earth at the foot of the glacier heaved up in great masses, shows that its gradually moving down into the valley. During the summer a large stream of water flows from the face of the icy cliff. Our informant is of the opinion that the glacier, as it progresses out of the deep gorge in which it was formed will slowly melt away, and that is will not last many years. It is out of the way of ordinary travel, and the route to the scene is exceedingly difficult so that it is not likely to be visited except by prospectors and hunters.

The most reasonable explanation of the present remarkable weather is that this being leap year, spring is making love to winter, and the old fellow consequently has thawed considerably.

A FRIGHTFUL AFFRAY – [Rome Sentinel] An affray recently took place in Otsego County, between parties names MILKS and FISH. It seems they got into a dispute and MILKS told FISH he was too fresh. Fish retorted by telling Milks to cheese it, and then Milks soured on him, and proceeded to fin-ish Fish. Fish at first though he would take the law to Milks but finally decided to go in on his own hook and defend himself. Then they went at it determined to fight it out on that line if it took until the cows came home. Milks sword Fish, but Fish put on a bold front and cowed Milks completely. The cream of the matter is that the belligerent meeting was finally adchurched (sic) without day.

A Beautiful girl, up town, received a fragrant bouquet from one of her many admirers. “How lovely!” exclaimed the ecstatic fair one; “it fumigates the entire domicile.”

Dr. C. E. Shoemaker, of Reading, Pa, is the only aural surgeon in the United States who devotes all his time to the treatment of deafness and diseases of the ear and cararrh; especially running ear. Nearly twenty years experience. Thousands testify to his skill. Consult him by mail or otherwise. Pamphlet free.

A Household Need. A book on the liver. Its diseases and their treatment sent free. Including treatises upon liver complaints, torpid liver, jaundice, biliousness, headache, constipation, dyspepsia, malaria, etc. Address Dr. Sanford, 162 Broadway, New York City, N. Y.

Physicians say that there is no remedy for consumption, and possibly, in some cases the assertion may be correct. We know, however of many cures made by Dr. Bull’s Cough Syrup, and will guarantee positive relief to the sufferer in every instance.

Wanted. Sherman & Co, Marshall, Mich. want an agent in this county at once, at a salary of $100 per month and expenses paid. For full particulars address as above.

Young men, go West, learn telegraphy. Address R. Valentine, Manager, Janesville, Wis.

Nervous sufferer – A dose of Vegetine taken just before going to bed, will ensure a comfortable night’s rest to the nervous sufferer.

The most comfortable bot in town is that with Lyon’s Patent Metallic Heel Stiffeners.

C. Gilbert’s Pat. Glass Starch for fine fabrics.

Daughters, wives and mothers. Dr. Marchini’s Uterine Catholicon will positively cure female weakness, such as falling of the womb, whites, chronic inflammation or ulceration for the womb, incidental hemorrhage or flooding, painful, suppressed and irregular menstruation, & c. An old and reliable remedy. Send postal card for a pamphlet, with treatment, cures and certificates from physicians and patients, to Howart & Ballard, Utica, N. Y. Sold by all druggists - $1.50 per bottle.

Is it possible that a remedy made of such common, simple plants as hops, buchu, mandrake, dandelion, etc., make so many and such marvelous and wonderful cures as Hope Bitters do! It must be, for when old and young, rich and poor, pastor and doctor, lawyer and editor, all testify to having been cured by them, we must believe and doubt no longer. See other column. – [Post]

Kidney-Wort effectively acts at the same time on kidneys, liver and bowels.

Dr. Bull’s Cough Syrup.

Watches - (too small to read)

Agents wanted - …household magazine…(too small to read)

Lane & Bodley Co., Cincinnati, Manufacturers of standard plantation machinery, stationary and portable steam engines, saw mills, grist mills, shafting hangers, pulleys, etc. Our machinery is strong, simple and well made, and is especially adapted to the wants of Farmers and planters, for ginning, sawing, grinding and factory use. Send or an illustrated catalogue. Lane & Bodley Co., John and Water Sts., Cincinnati, O.

Free beautiful illustrated Floral Guide, descriptive of roses, plants, bulbs, flower seed, etc. Send free upon application. Address Memphis Floral Co., Memphis, Tennesseee.

WARD’s 6 Fine shirts for $9.00. Printed ---for sell of measurements and price lists free by mail. E. M. & W. WARD, 38 Broadway., New York.

Get rich selling our Rubber Printing Stamps. Samples free. Cook & Bissell, Cleveland, O

Nature’s Remedy - VEGETINE, The Great Blood Purifier. Female Weakness. No better remedy in the whole material-medica has yet been compounded for the relief and cure of Female complaints, of the ordinary kind, than Vegetine. It seems to act in these cases with unwonted certainly, and never fails to give a new and healthful tone to the female organs, to remove relaxed debility and unhealthy secretions, and restore a healthful vigor and elasticity. One of the most common of these complaints is hemcorrhecea or Whites, which are brought on either by the presence of scrofula in the system or by some affection of the womb, or even by general debility. For all these complaints, and when danger begins to threaten women at the turn of life, Vegetine can be commended without qualification. The great prevalence of these disorders, and their cure by Vegetine ahs amply shown that the sure alleviating agent remains not yet to be discovered, but is already known, and is a favorite with American ladies. Too long has it been the custom to prescribe nauseating and uncertain remedies in place of what is pleasant, effacious and cheap. Try Vegetine, and do not doubt it s power to carry you safely through danger and disease. A SPLENDID MEDICINE – HEART AND KIDNEY DISEASE, FEMALE WEAKNESS. (too small to read)…Serofula, liver complaint, dyspepsia, rheumatism, weakness. …(too small to read) Vegetine is sold by all druggists.

To consumptives. Loden’s Emulation of Cod Liver Oil and Wild Cherry Bark, the most palatable combination of these renowned remedies extant. An unequalled remedy for consumption, scrofulous, all lung affections, nervous debility, and all wasting diseases. The manner in which the doc liver oil is combined with the wild cherry enables it to be assimilated by the most delicate stomach, insures complete digestion of the oil, tones up the system, relives cough, causes increase of flesh and strength. Endorsed by the most eminent physicians. A well-known specialist in lung affections has used it in over two hundred cases, and says “there is no combination of cod live oil, but have been unable to do so. They will find that they can take this preparation readily and with excellent results. Price, One dollar peer bottle; Six bottles for Five dollars. Circulars and valuable information to all sufferers send on receipt of a description of case. Address all orders to C. G. A. LODER, Manufacturing Chemist, 1539 Chestnut St., Philadelphia, Pa.

On 30 Days trial. We will send our Electro-Voltaic Belts and other Electric Appliances upon trial for 30 days to those afflicted with nervous debility and diseases of a personal nature. Also of the liver, kidneys, rheumatism, paralysis, &c. A sure cure guaranteed or no pay. Address Voltaic Belt Co., Marshall, Mich.

This Claims House Established 1865 – Pensions – New Law. Thousands of Soldiers and heirs entitled. Pensions date back to discharge or death. Time limited. Address with stamp. George E. Lemon, PO Drawer 325, Washington, DC

$72 a week, $12 a day at home easily made. Costly outfit free. Address True & Co., Augusta, Maine.

Agents wanted for the Pictorial History of the World. It contains 672 fine historical engravings and 1260 large double-column pages, and is the most complete history of the world ever published. It sales at sight. Send for specimen pages and extra terms to agents, and see why it sells faster than any other book. Address. National Publishing Co., St. Louis, M

Opium, morphine habit cured in 10 to 20 days. No pay till Cure. Dr. J. Stephens, Lebanon, Ohio

Ware’s tetter and ringworm specific is an unfailing remedy for these aggravating diseases. No cure, no pay. Money refunded in every instance where cure is not effected. Circulars mailed fee. Send you address to Dr. J. D. Ware, Uniontown, Ala. Thousands testify to its great specific virtues.

Petroleum VASELINE Jelly. Grand Medal Philadelphia at Exposition. Silver Medal at Paris Exposition. This wonderful substance is acknowledged by physicians throughout the world to be the best remedy discovered for the cure of wounds, burns, rheumatism, skin disease, piles, catarrh, ---. In order that every one may try it, it is put up in 15 and 25 cents bottles for household use. Obtain it from your druggists, and you will find it superior to anything you have ever used.

Farmer’s friend and guide –…(too small to read)

Acme Library of Biography…(to small to read)

Saponifier is the old reliable concentrate lye for family soap making. Directions accompanying each can for making hard, soft and toilet soap quickly. It is full weight and strength. The market is flooded with (so-called) concentrated lye, which is adulterated with salt and resin, and won’t make soap. Save money and buy the Saponifier made by the Pennsylvania Salt Manuf’g Co. Philadelphia.

C. Gilbert’s Starch

Pond’s Extract for inflammation s and hemorrhages. Noe – Ask for Pond’s extract genuine sold only in our bottles. Take no others….(too small to read)

Perry Davis Pain-killer is recommended by physicians, …by everybody Pain-killer is the best remedy known to the world for sick headache, sea sickness, pain in the back, pain in the side, rheumatism, and neuralgia. Unquestionably the best liniment made. For sale by all medicine dealers.

W. J. Watson & Co., manufacturer of Hoffman’s Red Oxide Roof Paint the best and cheapest to use; one coat equal to three coats of ordinary paint; will last five year’s without renewing. For sale by the gallon or barrel; mixed ready for use. Also manufactured and dealers in roofing and building felts, pitch, black varnish, &c. For price and information address W. J. Watson & Co., Leadville, Ky. or W. J. Watson & Co., Nashville, Tenn.

McGill & Truman dealers in garden and filed seeds and implements. Clover, timothy, blue grass, orchard grass, onion sets, & c., Sell at factory wholesale prices Avery & Weiklagast steel plows, iron beam, double shovels. Write for cash prices. McGill and Truman, Louisville, Ky.

Carleton’s household Encyclopedia. The most valuable single book ever printed. A Treasury of knowledge. There has never before been published in one volume, so much useful information on every subject. Beautifully illustrated, price $2.50. A whole library in one volume. To Agents Sold only by subscriptions; the easiest book to sell ever known. Terms, etc. address G. W. Carleton & Co., Publishers, N. Y. City

$10,000 Insurance for 35 cts. On life & Property. $10,000 will be paid to any person who can explode a lamp fitted with our safety attachment. Mailed free to 35 cts. Four for $1. Agents wanted, male or female. S. S. Newton’s Safety Lamp Co., Binghampton, N. Y., Salesroom, 13 West Broadway, N. Y. Beatty organ…(too small to read)

Wanted…(too small to read)

Wells, Richardson & Co., Perfected Butter Color…(too small to read)

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