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Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1884-09-22
CATARRH.

SANDFoRD's sRADICALUUReFot; Fo I; SALE
- at Cochran's Drug store, No. l3T ana l39
North Queen street. Lancaster, Pa
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DABkEh's haIK BAi.sAa AHD PAhK
j er's Tonic for sale at COohTan's Drug Store
no. .tJ7 dud l39 North Queen 81, Lancaster, ia
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m EDIU4L.

&C 1NHE BEST. "-BbNsoN's OAfvlNk
Plastcrs aro admittedly The Best
for local rheumatism, and neuralgia. 25cents
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DUNLIC SALE OF yALUAHLE REAL KS
L TATE.-On TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 80.
1884, In pursuance OF an order OF the Orphans
Court, viii DO sold at the Leopard Hotel the
late residence OF Abraham Mckimm, dc ceased,
No. l2l south Duko street, consisting OF n
dwelling house and lot OF ground. Is feet 6
inches front by ll0 feet deep. The house con.
tains rooms, with plasterel attic, and cellar
under the whole double parlor, dining.room
1.-TWO storicS), with kitchen and smoke house
hydrant at the kitchen door peaches, grapes,
otc-: buildings oil I'm good order.
sale at O'Clock u. m when terms will bo
made known by SAMUEL MILLER
Executor OF Abraham McKfnm deed
HENRY SHUBERr. Auctioneor. IS 6tdMS W
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Hanover Accommodation west, connecting
AZ Lancaster with Niagara Express at 9:45,
Will run through TO Hanover daily, except
Sunday.
Frederick Accommodation, west connecting
& Lancaster with FAST Line, west, at LIS, win
ran through &c T-eierick.
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TuRrwAl.L LEBANON ~ UOLEBsUOK
~ VALLEY RAILROAD TIMETABLE.
SOUTHWARK.
Trains leave Lebanon daily tnxcept sun
dRy) at $50 n m, lass and 725 H. IN.
Arrive at Cornwall at $40 n. m, 1881 u IN
and 34o y, m; at ConcwHRo at 7:24 n. M, l.2J
and $40 y. m, connecting with tho Pennsy
vania railroad for points East and West.
NoRTHwARp.
Trains leave Conowago at 1870 n, m.. 3;so ana
S;2h u, N.
Arrive AT Cornwall at s;l5 a. m., AIS and qly
y. M; at Lebanon at $50 O. M, 4SD and a;ys ~
IN, connecting Rt Lebanon with PhilaheIphin
q Reading railroad for points East ana " est /,
and tho Lebanon n fremont branch iul Johns.
town, Pinegroyo and fremont
The $3.50 u IN. train VIII stop only al Corn.
| wall, CulohrOok ant lICllAlrp.
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Sold by all druggists. Price CUTICCRA. 50
cents RRsoLvENT, 81; soap, 25c. POTTEn
DRUG AND CHEMICAL Co., Boston. Mass.
Send Tor allow TO cure SKIN diseases
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CURE IN EVERY CASE.

Your CurICURA REMEDIES outsoll all other
medicines l keep for skin diseases. My GUS
toners and patients say that they have
effected q cure in every instance where other
remedies have failed.
II. W. BRoCKwAY, NJ. ID.
Franklin Falls. n. II.
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RE TTTv For Sunburn, fan and
419Ao l. Il Greasy Skin, Blackheais,
Pimples, skin Blcmishes and lntantilo HUI
| mors Use Cuticurs sosp, a'resl Beauiitier.
v'HE CuTiUURA REMEDIES FOR SALE
i At Cochran's Drug store, l3l and lS9
North Queen street, Lancaster, Pa.
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I EBAsos ~ LANCASTER JOINT LINE
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j. 4. WILSON, Supt. Il. &. X. L.
j. NJ. HAyARD. Supt q. and G. Mt. II. X. X.
GKoRGE ELIz, SGpt r. Y K, Il. K. asl-lyd
DEkksS SSgASJa RAILROAD pEW
III SCHEDULE -- Du ami AitUr 81 - DA ,
NOV I'm BEE, Is, lss3, trains on the fAnrsyl
vAr!4 kAi.gDsAI ~! arrive at Ant toaTe t1e
1. ..nrasIgy and PtllEdclDhia uspots rs follows:
A
The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1884-07-08
THE SNAKE LIAR.
Specimens Of the Highest Style Of
the Art.

While Priscilla Martin, of Scrogg's
Neck, was busting the book case last
summer, a snake brought in a mouth
full of daisies and set them in a glass
of water that was standing on the
window-sill., 1t afterward made
friends with the family and did var.
ious curious things about the place
1t returns every summer and is al.
ways welcome. 1t goes down the
well and fastens the bucket on when.
ever off the rope and it hangs from a
beam by the tail and holds the leath.
er bag that the young man about the
house pounds back and forward with
his knuckles. Last week, when they
were making lot of ice cream for a
Sunday school picnic. the snake beat
the eggs with its tail and did it better
and about forty times faster
than it could have been done in the
usual way.
While Lettia Grimsby was lying
asleep in a hammock on the front
porch among the honeysuckles one
day last week. snake came out OF
on adjoining field, crawled up into
the hammock and braided her hair.
When the young lady awoke she was
greatly astonished to find her hair
braided. but supposed it the act OF
her sister, as the snake had disappear
ed. The following day the same
thing occurred again, and her sister,
having seen it, aroused the young
lady after the snake had gone and
told her what had happened. At
the present time the girls in the
Grimsby family never braid their
hair at all. When they want il
braided they simply lie in the ham.
mock and pretend they are asleep and
the snake does the business for them.
Walter j. Blum was riding on his
bicycle along the turnpike at Vernon,
n. j.. one day last week, when the
rubber tire suddenly flew off the
front wheel. Before the rider could
stop the machine, a large black
snake that was lying in the road sud-
denly placed its body in the groove of
the wheel, which it just fitted and
lay there until the bicycler reached
the end of his journey.
The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1884-07-08

costs 800 in New York, costs but So so

costs $40 in New York, costs but IS sc
in London.
A winter beaver overcost, which
costs $50 in New York, costs but
s14 so in London.
A silk bat, which costs, So in New
York, costs but So in London.
These articles altogether cost In
New York $40. In London they
cost but SCI. The man who buys
these clothes, therefore, in New York,
pays s79 more for them than be
could buy them for in London.
The Courier-Journal, commenting
on the above asks "what causes the
difference in the two cities?" and an.
swers the questions energetically and
pointedly as follows
Our tariff.
No one will dispute that with the
tariff removed, the same goods can be
purchased as cheaply in New York as
in London, at least as cheaply plus
the freight rates between the two
cities.
The man who pays, therefore, s140
for clothes in New York, really buys
SCI worth of clothes. on which he
pays $40 taxes.
And where do these taxes go?
If the goods are manufactured in
this country, not one cent reach S
the treasury. 1t is simply $40 taken
by law from the man that buys SCI
worth of clothes, and given to the
man that makes cloth.
If the goods are manufactured
abroad, $40 goes to a treasury which
does not need it and which can raise
all the revenue it requires on whisky,
tobacco and articles of luxury.
In either case the purchaser of the
clothes gets absolutely nothing for the
$40 of the $40 which he spends.
If on buying the clothes he had
to pay SCI TO the clothier, and SO
directly to a tax collector, how long
would he stand such extortiOn
In result there is not a particle of
difference between that system and
the present tariff system, according TO
which he is thus unnecessarily and ex-
brilliantly taxed, not only ON his
clothing but on nearly every other
necessity of life.
How long will the people of a coun-
try which claims to be free submit to
this legallized robbery, which those
who uphold it, and grow fat upon it,
are pleased to call protective tariff ?
The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1884-07-08
A Greeley "Reminiscences.

Ben Van Houten, Greeley's old
be.l-boy, is driving milk wagon in
New Jersey. He was 6 feet high
when in the Tribune service, and he
had eyes like goggles and a hand like
the hand of providence.
Bub, said Horace to him, as he en-
tered his sanctum one night. / want
to write for an hour or two, and /
don't want to be bothered. Keep
all the buns out of my room.
Yes, Mr. Greeley. Ben replied in
hoarse voice. for he had a voice
like a bull of Basham.
Within half an hour Ben Bruce,
Dennis Mclaughlin, and several
others political gadfies tried to buzz
their way to the old mans room, but
were summarily squelched by Ben.
Finally, Senator Henry Wilson, of
Massachusetts,, entered. He had
been ON campaign tour in Indiana.
and he wore the dirtiest buster and
SLOUGH hat that had been seen in New
York since the departure of the
Pendleton escort in 1868. The sena-
tor dropped his carpet-bag and adj
vanced toward the open door of
Greeley's sanctum, whence he was
confronted by Ben.
Where are You going? blurted the
watchdog.
I'm going to see Mr.. Greeley? the
senator replied.
Not much you hain't, roared Ben,
elevating his voice so as to make him
self solid with Horace. Git right o
here, or I'll help you out.
General Wilson was dumbfounded.
His face. usually red, was made red
der by Ben's manner.
Won't YOU be so kind as to take
nv name in to Mr.. Greeley? be
asked.
Ben looked hard at him and asked
his name, Wilson, was the reply.
Well, sail Ben, I'll 90 in and see
if he wants to see you.
He returned in forty seconds, more
aggressive than ever.
Its just as | told you, he roared.
He won't see you; now. d-n you,
git out o here.
Wilson turned to Amos Cummings.
night editor, who lay back in his
chair, bursting with suppressed emo
ton.
What's the matter, General? he
asked.
Senator Wilson, explained, while
Ben looked on in establishment.
There must be some mistake, the
night editor remarked, and I'll take
you in and introduce you to MIR.
Greeley.
They entered the great editors sane
tum together. Horace sat at his high
desk, with eyes close to the manu-
script, scratching away like hen on
a fresh sand-heap
Mr.. Greeley, said Amos, here's
Senator Wilson. You refused to see
him just now.
There was a moment of silence.
Horace scratched away without look
ing up.
Well, he piped in a shrill alto,
without removing his pen, the boy
said that a ID old bum named
Wilson wautei to see me, and l
thought it was Billy Wilson.-The
Journalist.
The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1884-07-08
Heard at Long Distances.

Oakland, Cal, Tribune: Sound
confined by the walls of the Grand
Canon of the Colorado is transmitted
to remarkable distances. A train of
cars crossing the bridge at the Needles
is heard, on quiet day, at Cotton
wood Island, eighty-four miles away ;
the music of FIFE and drum at Fort
Majove is recognized at Bulls
Head, an equal distance the sunrise
gun at the fort awakens light sleepers
at Ell Dorado Cannon, ninety-slx miles
beyond,
The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1884-07-08
What The Tariff Costs The People.

What The Tariff Costs The People.
The New York Times, a republican
paper, presents the matter In the fol-
lowing striking manner:
For instance, says the Times, a
shroadcloth dress suit which costs $50
IN New York, costs only S22 in Lon
don.
A heavy business suit, which costs
$50 in New York. costs but s13 In
London.
A spring serge overcoat, which
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-02-16
with Huslsx-Haugntv Llps, o seal

with husky naughty lips O Seal
Where day and night wend thy surf-beat shore
Hmagng to my thy varied strange suggestions,
Thy troops of whitemaned racing to the goal.
THY ample smiling face dashd with the sparkling
dimples of the sun,
Thy brooding scowl and murk-thy unloosd hurri-
canes
! ehy unsubduedness caprices, wilfulness
9eat as thou art above the rest, thy many tears-a
lack from all eternity in thy content,
Naught but the greatest struggles wrongs defeats,
could make thee greatest-no less could make
thee,
2fhy lonely state-something thou ever seekst and
seek'st yet never ganst,
ESurely some right withhed-some voice, in huge
monotonous rage, of freedom-lover pent,
lSome vast heart, like planets, ehaind and chafng
in those breakers,
BY lengthend swell, and spasm and painting breath,
4And rhythmic rasping of thy sands and waves,
And serpent hiss, and savage peals of laughter,
And undertones of distant lion
Astounding, appealing to the sCy's deaf earbut now,
rapport for once,
"a phantom in the night thy conidant for once),
The first and last confession of the globe
Outsurging, muttering from thy souls abysms,
The tale of cosmie elemental passion
THOU telestto kindred soul.
Walt Whitman. in March Harper's,
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SAT- Lake Ulty TrIbune.
The other day in st. Louis some Apache chiefs,
phone and permitted to hear through it mystic
rious voice spoken from affair They marveed
exceedingly over it They were the leaders of
the most implacabe of savage tribes. Their
hands had often been wet with the blood of muir
dered men and women; war-whoops of their
tribe as familiar to their ears as the cry of
the wild wolf; but that intangible small voice
which came to their ears from the infinite, that
was a new experience to them. One by one they
blankets around them, went and sat down to
think. After while their tongues were loosened
and each gave his idea of what the voice in the
telephone was. The final conclusion was that it
was the white mans Great Spirit, as he talked
in English, and the anxiety was to find the in
strument through which the Indians Great
Spirit spoke to his children.
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Spring Poetry.

who read the proof of this poem?" demanded
the editor-in -chief
"What poem do you refer to-" humbly asked
the agricultural editor.
This one entitled "A Breath of SPRING It
took me over week to write it, and here the
word heifer is substituted for zephyr Where is
the measly man who read that proof!' and the
81 read it, answered the agricultural editor
81 thought the word was all right. There is
good deal more poetry in a heifer than there is in
a zephyr, especially in the SPRING
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Another Idol Shattered.

Pittsburg Chronicle Telegraph.
A tall, heavy man, with dull, unpleasant
face, came into the Office of a city hotel yester
day and walked up to the counter, where he was
greeted by the rooming clerk. The man was
hardly in full control of himself, his eyes were
wateFy, his voice was loud, and his tone and
manner aggressive. Il want room" he said;
and he pounded on the desk with his fist, and
looked around as if to command obedience and
send thrill of awe into the hearers.
'What kind of a room!' asked the clerk.
Il want good room. I'm going to live at a
hotel, and I want to pay cash for what get"
and he grew very noisy and demonstrative IF
l eat anything want to pay ctsfl for the meal,
and don't want any bill against me. can pay
for what | get, and don't forget it. I'm around
here at this museum, and l want to live some
where at a hotel where l can put up my cash for
what get and don't have to pay for what | don't
went"
And thus, so far as those who heard him We're
concerned, another popular fancy was found to
have gone wrong. 1t was Sergeant Mason
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-02-16

I'tMemento Mori. '-''Gedenke zu beben.''l
'Think of Death, the grave-stones say Il.
peace to Lies mad striving'
But the church-yard daises-"Nay
Think Of living"
'Think of Life" the sunbeams say,
Ger the dial flying
But the slanting shadows-'Nay,
Think of dying"
''Think of DEATH" the night birds say,
On the storm blast driving,
But the building swallows-'Nay,
Think of living
i'Think of Iifel" the broad winds say
Through the old trees signing,
But the whirling leaf -dance-''Nay,
Think of dying"
saThink of DEATH" the sad bells say,
Fateful record giving;
Clash the merry Yule peal-"Nay
Think of living"
Dying, living, glad or loath,
On Gods rood relying;
Pray He fit us all for both
Living, DYING
Charles W. Stubs.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-02-16

OF happy men the happiest yet
Is he that's out of love and debt,
Who owes no kiss to womankind,
Who has no duns to craze his mind;
With heart and thought and conscience free,
Where is there man more best than he!
''Out of love and out of debt" <
Motto none will eer regret.
To all surroundings reconciled,
He sleeps as sweetly as a child,
BY neither love nor debt distressed,
His dreams but glorify his rest
He never breads the morn to see,
For days and days in piece agree.
"Out of love and out of debt,
Motto none will e'er regret.
Who's had his share Of debt and love
Knows what's the,peaee they rob HIM of;
And, once relieved Of love and debt
His slavery never can forget,
No longer viii he bend the knee
But sing the p5eans of the free.
Out Of love and out of debt"
Motto none will e'er regret.
For all the bliss that love can give,
There's more of woe with love to live;
He plucks the perfect, thornless rose.
Who, honoring manhood, no man owes
No love- no debt; ah there's the key
OF life for him who'd happy be.
'sOut of love and out of debt"
Motto none will e'er regret.
George Birdseye, in Philadelphia Press,
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-02-16

would stop, and James would take the key, and
lift Allie up again. laying her on her own bed,
and having put Jess up, would return with Rab
and shut the door.
James buried his wife, with his neighbors
mourning, Rab inspecting the solemnity from
distance. It was snow, and that black, ragged
hole would look strange in the midst OF the
swelling. spotess cushion of white. James
looked after everything; then rather suddenlyfeil
i'll and took to bed was insensibIe when the doc
tor came, and soon died. A sort of low fever
was prevailing in the village, and his want OF
sleep, his exhaustion and his misery made him
apt to take it. The grave was NOT difficult to re
open. A fresh fall of snow had again made all
things white and smooth. Rab once more looked
on, and skunk home to the stable.
And what of Rab? l asked for him next week
of the new carrier who had got the good will Of
Jamess business. and was now master of jess
and her cart ''How's Rah| He put me off,
and said rather rudely, Whats your business
wi the dowgl' | was not to be so put Oft.
Where's Rab!7 He. getting confused and red,
and intermeddling with his hair said, Deed, sir,
Rabs deid.7 Dead? What did he die of" ''Weel.
sir" said he. getting redder, The didna exactly
dee; he was killed. had to brain him wi a
rack pin; there was nae dom wi him. He lay i'll
the treviss wi the NEAR and wadna come DOT
] Tempt him wi kali and meat, but he wad tax
naething. and kept me frae feedin' the beast,
and he was aye CUR gu1rin', and grup gruppin'
me by the legs. l was laith to make ava wi the
auld dowg, his like wasna atween this and Thorn
hill--but, deed. sir, could do naething else. "
/ believed him. Fit end for Rab, quick and COM
plete. His teeth and his friends gone, why
should he keep the peace, and be civil!
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-02-16
Art in Chicago.
philadelphia Call.

Have you noticed in the papers" said a Chi
cago lady to her husband, an extensive pork
packer, that Meissoner has sued Mrs Mackey
for $4,000, the price he demanded for painting
her portrait!'
who's Mciss-what's his name"
''He is the celebrated French painter
''He charged her $4,000 for painting one pic
ture"
''Yes"
Him." grunted the husband, turning to his
paper, Il don't wonder he is obliged to sue her.
Why, there are painters in this city, and good
ones. too, who would be glad to paint whole
block of ten story buildings for half that amount
of money"
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-02-16
The DewfalI.

/ heard the word of the Dewfall
AS it gathered itself to pearl
And lay on the leaf of the Lily,
Like tear the cheek of girl.
Cold cold o Lily
TheDewdrop said to the leaf
'Thy leaf, o Lily, is cold and chilly,
And pale as wordless grief"
There arose a breeze at the nightfal!,
And blew the rushes apart;
The Lily shook, and the Dewdrop
Slipt inward, and lay at her heart.
Gold, cold o Lily
Said the Dewdrop unto the flower;
''Fhy heart, o Lily is cold and chilly,
And dark as wintry shower"
And the night went by with its starlight,
And the sun came up in its might
And the Dewdrop arose from its Lily,
Andmelted to mist in his light.
Gold, cold was the Lily
Said the Dew, with a sigh of desire;
Eat the dayhght's close will sleep with
the Rose,
For the Rose has heart of fire."
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Well read that book, well sing that song,
But when2 Oh, when the days are long;
When thoughts are free and voices clear;
Some happy time within the year.
The day troops by with noiseless tread,
The song unsung; the book unread.
Well see that friend and make him feel
The weight of friendship, true as steel;
Some flower Of sympathy bestow.
But time sweeps on with steady flow,
Until, with quick, reproachful tear,
We lay our flowers upon his bier.
And still we walk the desert sands,
And still with trihes fill our hands,
While ever just beyond our reach
A fairer purpose shows to each.
The deeds we have not done, but willed,
Remain to haunt us-unfulflled.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-02-16
A Woman's Age.

How old am 1! Oh, how can say?
How know my age, will you tell me, prayl
The day I was born | forgot, you see,
1t seemed not so important to me.
l may be old, oh, so terribly old,
If l count by the sorrows my life has told
Or very young by the youthful glee
The sound of your footsteps awakes in me.
Viii you measure time by the sorrows endured,
pr the exquisite bliss your love has assured!
q mind not the years, be they many or few,
Z only care what l am to you.
Am | old or young will you tell me dear?
Not counting by day, or month"; or'year,
It matters not what others may deem,
am just as old to you as 1 seem.
Anita B. Durand.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-02-16
A CASE OF MISTAKEN IDENTITY.

A GOOd-LooIzing EIan if lie Wasn't Nor
Salt Lake Tribune.
A few days ago, an elderly gentleman with
dry fatherly and kind look about him. was saun-
tering along Brigham street enjoying the
bracing air and the scenery around him. As he
approached the Bee Hive House, Brigham
Young's old residence, an elderly lady, with
loose wrapperon and hair disheveled, ran out, and
by the arm, calculated, 80, Brother Taylor how
glad am to see you How well you are look
ing~ The white-haired old gentleman thanked
her for the compliment and said yes, he was
feeling very well indeed. The good sister con
tinued: Its been nearly three years. Brother
Taylor since was this close to you, and 1t
makes me feel so happy TO think that you are
here to lead us to salvation and glory The
reverential looking individual paused a moment,
and looking wistfully into those submissive
eyes, said ''And do you think I'm
a good Mormon, sister," Think Broth
er Taylor!" responded the woman. look
ing fully into the gentleman's face. why, l
know that you are the best Mormon that ever
lived, and love you more Here the veneer
able looking individual saw the predieament in
which he was being placed, and not desiring to
carry the joke too far, stammered out why,
why I'm not John Taylor. I'm not Mormon.
I'm a gentle, and I'm chairman of the Utah
Commission, and my name is Alex. Ramsey
The woman nearly tainted, and rs the commits
sioner assisted her into the house, she was heard
to remark, well, you're fine looking man any
how"