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Daily capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1896-1899, 1897-04-14
CURED AT q YEARS.

DR.. Niles New Heart Cure Victorious.
No other medicine can show such a record.
Here Is a veritable patriarch, 20 years OF
age, With strong prejudice 10 overcome, who
had Heart Disease Is years. He took the New
Heart Cure and Is now sound and we'll.
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1896-1899, 1897-04-14

Above trains stop at East Portland, Oregon
CITY, Woodbum, Salem. Turner Marion,
Jefferson, Albany, Tangent. Shields, Halsey,
Harrisburg, Junction City, Eugene, Creswell,
Cottage Grove, DIR nns and all stations from
Roseburg to A. HAND inclusive.
ROSEBURG MAIL, DAILY.
3oAMl Lv Portland Ar 4:Io NJ
II 100 NJ Lv. Salem 49,. Lv 2:2o NJ
5'2oPMl Ar e. Roseburg. Lv 500 NJ
SALEM PASSENGER DAILY.
400 NJ Lv =. Portland. Ar 1915 A NJ
o:IsP NJ Ar T.. Salem ...Lv / 500 A NJ
Pullman buffet sleeper and secondclass
,leepng cars attached to all through trains
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1896-1899, 1897-04-14

IAlllOklNG BUSINESS for sale, in
county seat town. Good opening for very
little capital. Address CO care JOUR.
NAL office. .TS-In
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1896-1899, 1897-04-14

SOLICITORS WANTED FOX DR. TAI
MAGE'S tine Earth Grid ed, or his lannon's
'oar around the world a thrilling story Of
Ialmage's books sold, and ''1he Earth Grid
led IS his latest and grandest. DEMAND
ENORMOUS Everybody wants tins lannon's
book only $3.50. BIG BOOK, BIC COM.
MISSIONS. A gold mine for workers
SREDlr GIVEN. FREIGHT PAID. OUT.
FITS FREE, Drop all trash and sell the
KING OF books and make 5000 a month. Ad.
dress for outfit and territory, The Dom,plon
Company Star Building, Chicago.
$4,000
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1896-1899, 1897-04-14
HUIE WING SANG CO.,

@JaPanese fancy goods, chinaware, silk
handkerchie6, mattings, teas, ladies under
wear, mems ovsralls, and. furnishing goods
at bottom prices.
liz Court street, OPera house block
IS Imr
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1896-1899, 1897-04-14

There was some danger of an oyer
flow dt La Grand. The levee at Arc
Dell, was broken and force of men
labored hard to put in new wing
leyee whicn was finished in time TO
prevent the lower part Of the town
from being flooded.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31

was family discernible in their warm
depths, albeit wistful shade was gath
ering over her bonny face.
In the capacity Of elder brother and
guardian to forlorn little mite of an
orphan girl, had watched over Sue
with tenderest care and solicitude for
IS years.
According to my calculation. if a
mans calculation in such matters be of
any account. Susan was 21 on the 5th
Of the month. But very likely, by a
feminine process of reasoning, it was
all different. Maybe she was 10, may be
25 in the eyes OF herself and girl COM
ranions.
As Susan is a remarkably bright.
not to say very brilliant girl, and one
of decided strength of character, it
was clear to perceive that something
had gone radically wrong with that
young woman during the day.
She had ensconced herself amid lot
of cushions on aabig divan near by,
and was looking at me with so queer
an expression, half penitent, half sor-
rowful. and wholly puzzled, that felt
impelled to come to the rescue. al
though on principle and long-estab-
lished custom intermeddled, not hav-
ing full confidence in and an admira-
tion for that handsome child's capacity
to properly conduct her personal af-
fairs.
"May inquire, sis, what your objec-
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31

was now fully determined not to
tolerate Cameron's early and late visits
any longer. would not have him send
hothouse flowers to Susan, and lavish
like attentions on Miss Morrison at one
and the same time. We would inaugu-
rate new system with the New Year.
"You opened and read this -letter??''
asked, slowly, possibly with some
slight severely, "when you knew it was
not written to.you?" -sia =
Sue flushed deeply, and n look Of
panied Indignation swept over her face.
why, Tom; who do you take me for
Of course not! I thought it was for me,
or would never have broken the seal
of the horrid thing! It's sawful!" added
Sue, clasping her hands with gesture
of despair.
"What's in it?'' I asked, bluntly.
"Read it," responded Sue.
"You must read it, Tom. to under
stand and help ME out. Louise will
never. never forgive me! and she will
never, never believe that did not open
her hateful letter cut of mean curl
osity.'
''Of that you may be very sure, my
dear child" said.
This was not magnanimous. but was
seriously annoyed at the absurd i'm
broglio into which four people were be-
ing plunged by Cameron's folly.
For it had not escaped me that Sues
large eyes would brighten, and ten
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
puNoeNr PARAGRAPHS.

The Two Classes.-'I see that Tim
minis is getting out another novel;
Historical or hysterical ?''-Indianap.
oils Journal.
No Discount.-"Myw wife has mani,
for bargains" eyes" ''But when
she asks me for dollar she won't take
90 cents. s.''-Chicago Record.
-Friend-"This seems to be a COM
Portable fat" Harlemite--.sIt does.
1t makes that impression on everybody
who don't live in it."-PuclS.
Bridget, are there any
letters for me this mornings" Bridget
-"Only two postal cards, but there's
nothing Of Importance in them" "-Flie-
gende Batter.
-Tom-"Why do you always call
your mother the mater"" Dick
ANY woman who could ldsucceedi in mar
rying off my four sisters deserves the
title" e."-Tit-Bits.
How 1t May Be.-"People are not
alike, and what suits one may not
please another" II guess that's right.
What is one mans bicycle is another
mans juggernaut."- Puck.
Good Friend-ssI have reason to sus.
pect that your husband is flirting with
other women. You ought to fol.
low him wherever he goes" "Grea.
heavens! My husband is postman."
-Fliegende Blatter.
Sue Brette-'I never saw such a
cold audience in my lifc.'' Foote Light
-"Didn't they warm up a bit?" "Well.
when they spoke of bringing out the
author, believe some of the audience
got hot. Statesman.
-"she has great deal of curiosity" !"
remarked Willie Washington. "Yes,"
replied Miss Cayenne; cit is something
extraordinary. She even opens some
of the fancy-covered magazines to see
what is Observation-Disclosures Star.
Power in Portrayal.-"Why, man,
I've had whole audiences fall to their
knees in terror at my description of the
day of judgment" The other exhorter
smiled pityingly. "Ah, yes," he re-
piled. "But the other night I por.
trayed the destruction of the world
with such power that man came up
after the services and asked me whom
he should see about the kinetoscops
rights. .-Dctroit Journal.
-'If there are to be poets in Heaven" !"
said the city editor, "what is the ad.
vantage of trying to go there?" "My
dear boy" replied the literary editor,
with that patronizing air that u lit
erary editor so soon learns to assume,
You don't understand the theory of it
at all. Poets are all right, and will
naturally be received with open arms
by the very best people. 1t is the man
who is not poet, but who thinks he is,
that should be barred from the society
and companionship of all good people,
Chicago Evening Post.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31

usual lack Of perspicacity, must needs
celebrate with fireworks and jollity the
advent of the incoming year, which ia
also one less in which theprescntgen
erationscan Haunt and display its folly.
well, little one" I said, finally, "it's
about time to dress for dinner. By the
bye, put small box from Tiffany
on your plate"
"You are Il dear old boy" she said,
pntting her arms around my neck.
drew her down by my side and kept
smoking, while she leaned her head
confidingly and sorrowfully on my
A carriage dashed up to the house
and I heard pause aud the hall door
slam. -: ..
.'AIr. Cameron announced Harris.
+, AS Sue had started UP and was sit-
ting in shadow, Herbert Cameron evi-
IDENTIFY failed to perceive me.
"Did you believe it possible" he said,
agitatedly and in a pleading voice, lean
ing forward with outstretchcd4 arms,
that could write such letter to
anyone but you? To anyone but the
dearest and loveliest woman"
"Ahem::" I interposed, rising and
coming forward. "Good-evning, Cam
eron; glad to see you. Wish you a
happy New Year. Hope you understood
Susan's slight mistake in opening Miss
Morrison's note"
"Hush, man! Stop" said Cameron,
nearly shaking my arm off. 81 wrote
that to Miss Waring. Of course you
know that by an absurd mistake put
it in amenvelope addressed to Miss Nor
rison, instead of the card I was sending
her with q, box of candy"
"Oh," said. endeavoring to extri-
cate my crushed and aching fingers.
"Then-"
EYES," said Cameron, in low tone,
and without releasing me. "Asl< her,
old fellow, to glorify this New Year
for me! Ask her"
Gall right" hastily interposed. ex-
Treating what was left of my hand and
hastily retreating toward the door.
"Ask her yourself. have no earthly
objection to it.''-N. o. Times-Demo-
crat,
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
Good-By. Old Year.

All. dear old year, haven't been
So very good to you.
promised-oh. 80 many things
That would surely do,.
When you should come, and here you've
been
Twelve months-it seems like more;
And I'm no better than was
Last year or year before!
But kiss me quick-the New Year waits,
Chow good you are to say,
That II I'll truly be to her.
Good every single day
Last year won't count. Well. take my
hand,
truly mean to try,
She's calling me to come with her
Good-by. Old Year. good-by!
Ellen knight Bradford. in Washington
Home Magazine.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
MOTTO on THE DENTISTS WALL
BnFaged the Su1erine Patient Dut
Pleased the Tooth Puller.

Pleased the Tooth Puller.
81 tell you what it is, the infuriatetl pa.
tient was saying to the dentist, II. don't
mind so much the way in which you yanked
out that tooth, nor even the fact Of its be-
ing the wrong tooth, nor the price yo,,
asked for paralyzing my nerve, nor any of
the disagreeable things you've said to me,
nor the insinuation that tcn-year-olls
child would have stood it better; no, I,can't
say that care for any of that racket. It lis
something else that barbed the iron that
entered a my soul s. mean; my jaw"
which t assisted You out Of that chair?a
said the dentist.
1T wasn't that," " continued the man, with
the fractured jaw. Il was in the army and
am used to being shot out of cannon. Nor
it wasn't the pain when you took the top OF
my head of. No, sir, it was none of those.
1t was that framed and emblazoned motto
on your wall which aroused in me the feeling
that insult had been added to injury.
The dentist smiled as his eyes followed
those of his tooth-tortured patient, and read
those words:
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
FLOCK sTRAyED 500 MILES,
Shepherd Killed by Lightning an.
the Sheep Go ON q Long .Iourne...

Shepherd Killed by Lightning and
the Sheep Go ON a Long Journey.
A herder in charge of flock of 1000
sheep which were grazing near the base
OF the San Francisco mountains in Ari.
zona was killed by lightning during a
terrific storm which visited. that section
about August 1. AS the herder was not
expected to come in with his sheep un.
til October his absence during August
and September was in the regular line
o. business and attracted no attention,
but when the middle of October came
and he did not appear messengers were
sent out to find him and see what was
the matter. After q search of some
days in the vicinity of where he was
last seen, the remains Of camp were
found under tree which had been
riven by the lightning. The cooking
utensils were scattered about and the
remains of blanket were found, which
were identified as parts of one which
the man had taken with him. The wa
ter keg was also recognized by mark
which had been burned into one of the
slaves. A further search revealed the
bones of man scattered about over the
ground, some of them more than hun
dred yards from the tree, where they
had evidently been carried by the
wolves.
A prospector who had passed that
way had camped night with the man
about August l. and said the herd was
then moving northward. This tree,
around which these articles were found,
was just about far enough north to
have been the next camping place, and
as it was remembered that there was
severe storm with thunder and light
ming in that section one night about
the time referred to it was clear that
the man made his camp under this
tree, and had been killed by lightning
and his body devoured by wolves. The
sheep had never been heard of, and no
trace of them could be found anywhere
in that part of the country.
b But now comes the strange part of
the story: About three weeks ago u
herd of about 1000 sheep was found on
the plain in San Miguel county, in New
Mexico, with no one in charge of them,
and to all appearances belonging to no.
body. The people in Arizona heard of
this fact and wrote to an officer in the
county where the sheep were found, Civ
ing their marks, and explaining how the
animals could be identified, when it was
found beyond any doubt that this was
the same herd that had disappeared
from the range in Arizona about August
/. They had been shifting for them
selves for at least three months and q
half, and turned up at a point fully 500
miles from where the herder was killed,
and had crossed the Rio Grande on the
way.-Chicago Tribune.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
misunderstood.
Mr. Casey Was Not Up to Polite
pNrlnncc.


Parlnncc.
Madge Casey threw herself with wild
abandon on luxurious Turkish divan in the
magnificent drawing-room Of the palatial
brown stone mansion owned by her father,
the wealthy but honest politician. Madge's
amiablc mother had just given her a good
scolding for being out SO late the previous
night with that s'spa!pane av a Moike gassi-
dy, who niver intinded gettin' married." so
the rebellious daughter entered the above.
mentioned room for the purpose of having q
good cry.
Ten minutes afterward her father en-.
tered, and seeing the pride Of his heart in
tears, said soothingly: "Arrah, Madgy, me
darlint; phwat's th' cause av all this CRATER"
tween euips, p1ps m sa bemoanins saa % my fate. f
"B@moanin' yer fate, eh? Thin it serves
yez foight,' said her now cruel parent.
"Hovn't. Oi towld yez tonne an agin thot
iv yez didn't stop wearin' shoes two soizes
too shmall for yez thot ye'd hov bunions on
yer fate? Oi hov thot."-Up-to-Date.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
The Pay Of Columbus Sailors.

A curious discovery has been made
in the archives of the Spanish navy
the bills of payment of the crews who
composed the caravels of Christopher
Columbus. The sailors, according to
their class, received from ten to twelve
francs month, including their food.
The captains of the three large caravels
had each so francs month. AS for
Columbus himself, who had the title
Of admiral, he was paid 1000 francs .
year.-N. Y. Sun.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
A Turned Leaf.

What is written is written. The old year
we cannot recall. That leaf in the book OF
our life is turned; it is closed; we may not
change or erase single mark. Regret over
its black spots is all in vain. But new
year opens to us fair, clean page on which
we may write what we list. Think you it
will look "a year hence as this one does wa
have Just closed t--Golden Rule.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
GIVES HER OLD NUMBER.
Young Bride Confused in Making He,
First PuechRae.

First Purchase.
She was one of the prettiest little things
in the world and the way she stepped into
the store and ordered bill of groceries was
a sight worth witnessing. When she came
to settle for them she found she did not
have enough money with her, SO blushingly
asked that they be sent g, 90:
Certainly" returned the ,obliging grocer,
smi!ingly.. "What is the number?''
The little lady stammered as she gave the
name Gibson, but failed utterly when she
came to the number. At last she faltered
out:
'tNo. 1921 M; no mean 55s7 B." and
bushes.
An interested bystander asked the grocer
as the girl went out the door:
goods under ID thGs false xhG TO
and was very much astonished when the
grocer replied, lapghingly:
pt+ on nn your Life sJt Just bride giving
Chicago Chronicle.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
A Generou. Merch.n+

A Generous Merchant.
Mrs. Broke-Some money must have
dropped out of this letter.
Friend-Whv?
my carpet dealer writes that if I will pay
my bill promptly he will give me 20 per cent,
and I don't see the money."-N. Y. World.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
Hard Hit.

At baseball a ball struck and knocked
senseless an Englishman whose back had
been turned to the play during match. On
coming t.; to himself he asked, family: t.What
theavens!" he exclaimed, II thought it was
q mule''-Chicago News.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
PEACE! BE STILL.


"sMy wife designed that suggestion" he
said: II think it was clever of her" And he
handed back enough money for car fare and
put another sound tooth in his collection
Chicago Times Herald.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31

:dhs'4sek1;g;i dhs2g!!!x?t kl1!;g;<
4XSMlzz=-
.......-...l fresh. and sweet.
A63NHSAYX, This year t h I
eRGS9i&eSvn may be ours
~R&S ness replete.
%Nv.TW6YNSV Full play for all
~>n our pow'rs.
lvHv Success in all we un-
W dertake,
The love of one grown dear.
And peace, and rest, for hearts that break:
Who wants to die this year?
Do you? Do I?
Who wants to die
This year?
It's winding paths are all untrod.
And they may often lead
Where perfum'd flowers gayly nod
Supplies for ev'ry need.
But other paths may lie between.
Our vision. is not clear.
Though grief and pain await. unseen,
Who wants to die this year?
Do you? Do I?
Who wants to die
This year?
Each years book, with pages white.
That we so blindly fill:
One lies within our hands tonight.
To blot and mar at will.
With many secret faults indulged,
Tall stumbling blocks we rear.
Our hopes and fears are all divulged:
Who wants to die this year?
Do you? Do I?
Who wants to die
This year?
God gave the years that still have come.
And we have called our own.
They held unnumbered joys for some.
Or else all Joy had flown.
We use the moments. one by one,
Without much thought or fear.
But oh, we have so little done!
Who wants to die this year?
Do you? Do I?
Who wants to die
This year?
This year! Twelve neetins months from
Twill be last year as well.
Eternity can yet endow,
And all life's story tell.
Though short, or long. for us the time,
Our landscape bright, or drear,
The question holds both prose and rhyme,
Who wants to die this year?
Do you? Do I?
Who wants to die
This year?
Ab, death will many millions seek!
Their hour must come in turn.
Tomorrow, next day, week by week,
Well Of their goings learn.
We cannot stay, though stay we would,
Our end may be so near!
Oh, are we living as we should?
Who wants to die this year?
Do you? Do I?
Who wants to die
This year?
Mrs. Findley Braden, in N. 7. Observer.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
His Parting Shot,

His Parting Shot.
He (after being rejected)-I shall never
marry now.
She-Foolish man! Why not?
lviciouslyl-If you won't have me, who
will?-Philadelphi North American.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31

the hre.
I had just gotten back to town. To
my surprise she. looked at me indig-
nantly, and. declined to return my
greeting.
She is 3 very pretty young woman.
full of graces and caprices, but is less
pretty when she adopts her present
mode of expression. Her gray eyes ]
noted when opened with this particular
stare-or is it glower-are not: near
as lovely and fascinating as when
bright, pathetic, merry or sad, which
are their usual variations of express
sion. s.
And her mouth, which have always
told Susan is her best feature, if COM
pressed as at present to accord with the
general severe tone of disgusted de-
preston pervading her face, loses at
least one-half it's charm. Even the
wave of Susan's chestnut brown hair
seem to wear rebellious air, indicative
of suppressed indignation at some one
or something.
Happy New I began again. after
kissed Sue lightly and starting to
unfold the morning paper, which I
picked up from the center table, not
having had time to read it'all day.
'Tom Waring, if you say that again
will pitch this at :you." interrupted
Susan, holding up. q well-bound book
which she had evidently just removed
from a pasteboard box on the table.
naturally. laughed.
Why do'women with view to inspire
fear or trepidation ever threaten to
'throw" an object, whether book or
ball, knife or scissors? Has it not
been recognized and established, down
all the ages, that not one of them can
hit the side of house, much less an in
:hvidual.
II suppose your desire would be to
dislocate the very handsome cover of
that book? You might aim at me. but
you would probably hit the bookcase -
remarked. drawing up the biggest
and most comfortable chair in the
room to the hearth, and ensconcing my
self for an hour or two of lazy enjoy
ment before dinner time, for I was
Gather tagged by my hurried journey
to and from Chichester, small town
60-odd miles away.
who sent it?" inquired. "Did it
come with any good wishes attached !;
or did you impress on the donor your
radical objection to any polite ad.
herence to the good and ancient Gus.
tom of wishing Happy New y"
Don't You dare to say it," warned
Susan. holding up the destructive mis-
sile with gesture so very determined
that abruptly came to a halt, not
wishing to see Herbert Cameron's il.
Illuminated yolume-for I had recog.
nized his handwriting on the cover Of
the book-land in the fire.
BY this time susan's eyes had los.
something Of their strong aggressive
ness sDd 2 CLINT Of puzzled laughter
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
QUITE in Order.

How natural, If not necessary, to make
New Years resolutions of economy Just
after the experiences of the Christmas sea.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
The namonn%.

Miss Billiondot-None but the brave de.
serve the fair.
Percy Harduppe-True, and none but the
wealthy get 'em.-Up.to.Date. -
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
The Spoils.

Citizen-To tell the honest truth, do Won
think you are earning your salary?
Office Holder-.Man, earned it four
times over in the campaign.-Cinc
Enquirer. =.
Griggs courier., 1897-12-31
AtApp2'y.,N!lw :! E1p
%S( 8iifk@' s%

Apply New Year!''
l said, cheerfully,
to Susan, my Sis
ter, as I entered
the library, where
she was sitting by
the fire.
The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1897-11-11
MASQUERADTNG DOGS.
Ventril0Quist in France Uses Animal,
I'm Place Of Dunn mics.

VentriloQuist in France Uses Ami mails
I'm Place of Dummies.
Prella Is ventriloquist who is excit-
ing considerable attention abroad on
account Of his original methods. The
average dummies do not satisfy him.
His puppets come merrily on the
stage; one sits in small chariot, ap-
parently lady of high degree; another
draws the carriage with the air OF a
thoroughbred horse; third stands up
behind the carriage, footman in splen-
did livery. There is but one hint OF de-
ception; like Hamlet's fathers ghost.
each of these puppets can tail unfold
the ever wagging appendage soon re-
veals TO the careful observer the fact
that the puppets are puppies. Were
any proof needed. Prelle discounts the
necessity by pulling the heads off his
company before they leave the stage.
The proceeding sounds cruel, and yet
it is the kindest part of the business,
for the dogs have apparently grown so
The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1897-11-11

accustomed to the heads with which
they come into the world that they are
scarcely enthusiastic about the addi-
tional ones that the thought of Preile
has provided for them.
At this juncture of the performance
they made their bow and departed to
the wings for fresh heads and posturcs
new. One came back as racehorse or
a hunter; on his back sat a real dummy
with an enviable expression. The dog
horse galloped around, went over high
hurdles. treated all obstacles as though
they did not exist. and the rider simply
sat on and smiled like born foXhunter.
Prelle stood round with long whip.
and was content to smile and look beau
tiful. Prelle says that he has been at
the business many years. that the dogs
were not easily trained and that he
treats them well.