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The Somerset reporter., 1898-10-06
The
Cruel Knife!

It is absolutely useless to expect
surgical operation to cure cancer, or
any other blood disease The cruelty
of such treatment is illustrated in the
alarming number Of deaths which re-
suit from it, The disease is in the
blood, and hence can not be cut out.
Nine times out of ten the surgeons
knife only hastens death.
My son had most malignant Cancer. for
which the doctors said an operation was ths
The Somerset reporter., 1898-10-06

won't underbid some
other concern in Or
der to get it, who is
now doing your work
if they are doing it at
a fair and reasonable
price.
The Somerset reporter., 1898-10-06

only hope. The oper-
alton was n severe
one, as it was neces
sary to cut down to
the ia W b on e an d
scrape 1t. Before a
great while the Can
Ger returned, and be-
gan to grow rapidly.
We gave him many
remedies without re-
lief. an d flnally ,
upon the advice OF a
friend, dec d to
try S. s. S. (Swift's
Specif1cl, and with
the second bottle he
The Somerset reporter., 1898-10-06
We

We
will do your work
promptly and have il
at the time promised.
The Somerset reporter., 1898-10-06

w q
will do your work
IN a neat and pains
taking manner, at a
FAIR percentage OF
profit.
The Somerset reporter., 1898-10-06
WE

Would like to do
your PRINTING, such
as Bill Heads, Bust
ness Cards, Circulars,
Letter Heads, Envel-
opes, Hand Bills, &c.
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-04-28
ITS MIR. POUNcINGTON"

L
the hired man sleep in the garnet till
this disturbance is over"
"Nonsen~e!" said Miss Arethusa,
VIII mad by this time recovered her
wonted self-possession. I'm not afraid;
of the burglars"
And she went her way.
That evening there was a freshly
gathered nosegay of sweet-william,
pinks and southernwood on the Shelf.
and Miss Arethusa lighted the best
lamp. Who knew but that some one
might perchance happen to drop i'm.
But the old clock struck z-8-and no
one came. A quarter to- 9-and Miss
Arethusa, who had nearly fallen asleep
over her newspaper, rose reluctantly
up.
HE won't come tonight" she told
herself, and blew out the best lamp.
At the self-same moment the gate
latch creaked dolorously, and Miss Ar
ethusa, all in the dark, gave a little
nervous jump.
"It's the burglarst" cried she. "And
meant to have oiled up the lock of
Grandfather Whistleton's old gum"
But Miss Arethusa was by no means
a coward. Old Obediah Whistleton.
her grandfather. had fought, and not
discreditably, in the Revolution, and
she inherited something of his spirit,
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-04-28
Rapil Test Soundings.

In the course of the building of an
arch bridge for a European railway
line, it became necessary to level and
clear track along the bottom of a
river for considerable distance. An
ingenious method of doing this was
adopted. A heavy iron bar was sus-
pended by ropes and chains attached to
either end and fastened to two boats
built on the catamaran principle, the
supports coming up between the two
sections of the catamaran. An electric
device was connected with the bar.
which was lowered until it touched the
river bed. The boats were moved slow
ly forward. Whenever the bar struck
an obstacle which threw it of from
the horizontal, the electric bell gave
warning; then by means of sounding
poles the obstruction was located,
when it was easily removed. This meth
cd was continued till path twenty
feet wide and the full length of the
space required was clear of obstruc-
tions less than four inches In diane
ter.
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-04-28
Sarah Grand,s Hushanfl.
<To he Continued.)


The late Surgeon Lieut.-Col. McFall,
who was the husband of Sarah
Grand" was sixty-six years of age, and
third of his life was spent in the dis
charge of his military medical duties
in India, where he encountered the
cholera three times in its attack on
the troops, and did so we'll in fighting
it that he was mentioned in dispatches
When, as widower, he married the
lady since known as Sarah Grand, he
was at least twice her age, and he had
two sons, of whom one was her senior,
and the other her contemporary. The
only child of his second marriage is
also son, now some twenty-three
years of age, who has adopted the
stage as a profession. OF his other
sons one is in the army, and the other
journalist and illustrator. For some
time past matrimonial incompatibility
had kept husband and wife apart, but,
despite this, and shrewd suspicion
that he figured not too favorably in
some of his wife's books, the deceased
officer was a reader and admirer of
them, and had them all on his shelves.
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-04-28
NATIONAL EMBLEMS.
WHY tho Irish Chose the little Three
Leaved Shamrock.

why tho Irish Chose. the. Little. Three
Leaved Shamrock.
The adoption of rose as national
flower dates so far back that old PlinF
wondered if Albion took its name from
it's white cliffs or from it's pretty white
roses. In Edward ILLS reign gold
coin was struck called "rose NOBLE"
bearing a rose on one of it's sides, and
from that time the flower has, been in
timately associated with, the nation,
says the St. Louis Republic. The
Rosicrucians Of the seventeenth CEN
fury, popularity styled the brothers OF
the "rosy cross" brought the rose into
great prominence. The wars Of the
roses has reference to. the, long and
bloody feuds between the houses of
York and Lancaster for the possession
of the English crown-the white rose
being the badge of the, former,. and
the red rose that of the latter. Regard
ing the thistle, tradition says that it,
along with it's moo, "Wha daur med
die WI me-" was first adopted as a
symbol under the following eireum-
stances: A party Of invading Danes
attempted to surprise and capture the
Scotch army under the cloud of night.
AS, they drew near the slumbering
camp one of the party trod upon
prickly thistle and leaped into the air
with a cry of pain. His cry aroused
the Scotchmen, who, flew to- arnrs and
fell upon the invaders with such cour-
age and success that they were driven
from the field. From that day the this
tie was worn as a, badge, and ultimate
lN became the emblem Of Scotland. The
trefoil, or three-leafed clover, the
badge of ould ireland, also has story
connected with it. ST.. Patrick, when
instructing the people in religious doc
trines, found great difficulty in con-
xeying to their minds the idea of the
triple Godhead. STOPPING down, as the
people stood around, he plucked a.
shamrock and used it as an illustra-
ton, so satisfying to the Irish people
that they have ever since worn it as
their national emblem. With the union
of the nations came the union of the
emblems, the lilies Of France in Queen
Victoria's royal diadem giving place to
the shamrock Of the Green Isle.
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-04-28

your girl: Look at ner ana make your
offer"'
Satan burn you for a sharper! a
thousand dollars. then" said Rumford,
naming just half the price he was
willing to give.
"a thousand figs ends!" contemptu-
ously exclaimed the captain; She is
worth ten times that! Why, man, in
addition to her beauty. she can sing
like a prima-donna and dance like a
ballet-girl She can read like an elocu-
Zionist, and converse like Parisian!
She would turn that purgatory of an
old plantation house Of yours into a
perfect paradise! A thousand dollars,
indeed! She Is worth ten thousand, il
a cent. nor will take farthing less
than five thousand. which is just half
her value! But you, being an old Gus
toner. I favor your concluded the
captain, naming just twice the sum he
was willing to take.
Such is the manner in which such ne
gotiations are conducted.
OF course, both buyer and seller un-
derstood this. and acted accordingly.
''Oh, see that we are far from max
ing a bargain" said the purchaser,
turning coldly away.
I'm that case I had better take her
to New Orleans and set her up at auc-
ton. Fora. my girl, you may return to
your cabin" said the captain. quietly.
''Stop! be reasonable! take fifteen
hundred" exclaimed Rumford.
Venus. take Fora away" was the
captains only comment.
Pooh! YOU are mad. How much is
tie very least you will take for herr"
"Fcur thousand five hundred dollars.
not penny less from the best friend
that ever lived"
ut is madness on my part; but will
give you two thousand" said Rum
ford.
Thus. fighting every inch of the dis
lance between the price asked and the
price offered, seller and buyer APP
preached each other, until Mt last a
sum was agreed upon and the sale eff
fected to their mutual satisfaction.
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-04-28

herself from ner painrul revere.
How we come back here gain"
II don't know what you meanw
"Wh. dis yer Ia old Ben Lomond, as
tell you bout"
"Ren Lomond is in Scotland" said
Astrea, absently.
Eyes, chile, I know he ia: dat Is eff
he's Twin! which 1T amt likely. as II
has been so ,aany years since ole par.
ster grandfather-which he was q
ScotcLman himself-named dis yer
place arter him; which think 1t down.
right sacrediligOus to name dumb
house house and land after baptixe'
Christian! don't hold 'olong O. no
SIGH, as telled you afore. An dis yer
is de berry ole plantashum house it.
self! as l neber spectorated to see
again as long as ebber llbbed! And
how should be fotch back to it again
Is more'n can tell! It's jes like a
dreamw
Astrea looked out; but could only see
among the gently-swelling hills a little
green wooded vale, through the thick
foliage of which, cleaned, here and
there, glimpses of the white succeed
walls of a country house.
"And Is that the house where YOU
were born and brought up?' inquired
Astrea, kindly interested In all that
concerned her humble companion.
Eyes, honey! de berry house, sure as
you lib to see 1t, where wur born, and
my ole marse afore me. And where
ole marse lib SO free, carryin' on o. his
hi-jimbe-lung, entertainin' of dis, and
lendin' money to dat, and 'dOrsin notes
for t'Other till down comes deaf on to
him, and down comes de bailiffs on de
state! and cherry single thing sold up!
house. and land. and niggers; and ole
mistess and de young ladies turned out
O. doors"
Here the affectionate creature st"0-
ped to wipe her eyes. I,
what was the name of your old
master. Venus?" inquired Astrea. by
way Of diverting her thoughts from
the household wreck.
"M'Gregor, honey; good old Scotch
name, dey do say, dough some folks
will have it as how dey is distantly re-
lated to one Robber Roy; which I'll
nebber beliebe it any way; cause Il
spectacle family like our'n could neb-
Der hab no robbers into it. But whit
puzzles me, how l coming back to de
ole plantashum house! said Venus, re-
curing to the first mystery.
'But how do you know we are going
there? We may be going farther"
Hi, chile! how we gwine furder
when we dun turn inter de road as
lead right trough de plantashum up to
de house and no furder? But what l
want to know, how it is come dere
again?" she persisted, pertinaciously
returning to the question.
"You say the old plantation house
was sold after your old masters death!
Perhaps this new master has become
the purchaser, and is taking you
home" suggested Astrea.
''Dere! dat it! now see what it is to
have good headpiece! Now. why
couldn't l think O. dat?' exclaimed
Venus, in surprise at what she consid.
cred the quick wit of the young lady.
The carriage rolled on, took IL sud
den turn into circular shaded avenue,
and drove up to the 'front.' entrance of
the house.
Rumford. who had slept soundly
through all the jolting of the carriage,
was awakened by it's sudden stopping.
He yawned, stretched his limbs. rub
bed his eyes, looked out and said:
Here we are at hOme.'
.s9sF !
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-04-28
CHAPTER XXXVI,

In beautiful grove of tulip poplars
and imperial catalpas. stood the plant,
alton house. 1t was a long, low brick
building. covered with white stucco
and surrounded by piazza
Come, my girls, get out" said Rum
ford. as he slowly descended from the
carriage and walked up to the front
door and knocked.
Come, honey. make de bes' of it;
come out, an don't woke him." said
Venus, taking Astrea's hand and help
ing her to alight. They stood behind
Rumford while he Numbered at the
door, which was at length opened by
a negro woman, very large. black, fat
doorway.
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-04-28

SEEKING the poker. she rushed out. fol-
lowed by Dan. the dog.
"sick 'em, DAM" she cried out. "s-s-
sick 'em. Get out! Clear! III teach
you to come disturbing folks at this
time of night! Land alive!" In sort
of scared soto voice, they've fell
down cellar, the whole band OF emf"
And 1t was but the work of second
for Miss Arethusa to close the yawninE
trap door, and secure 1t by chain ana
bar.
"Now, Dan," she cried, in accents OF
scarce suppressed exultation, watch
'cm. Watch 'em, boy, till come back!"
So saying, Miss Whistleton set brisk
ly forth through the misty darkness
for the sky was overcast and threaten
ed rain-toward the house of her broth
er-in-law Wynyard.
Mrs. Wynyard had gone to bed. inc
Miss Vineyards, Mabel and Ehie, were
yawningly putting up their hair in curl
papers, but the farmer was yet adding
up his weeks accounts In the kitchen
by the light of sputtering tallow can
die in a tin candlestick.
"Why, bless mel" cried he, opening
his mouth as wide as Dutch doll, Its
Thusy!"
EYES," painted Arethusa, tits me.
Come quick! Burglars"
mol" said the farmer.
"Yes,' cried Arethusa, impatiently,
rlucking at the sleeve Of his coat. call
Jim! Get the crowbar! Load up your
pistols! They're all down cellar, and
Dams a-watching 'em!"
"You don't say SOL" said Mr.. Wyn-
yard. Glow many of emp
Three, at the very leastE" painted
the terrified maiden. MAKE haste, or
they'll be escaping, and wouldn't miss
the chance OF lodging them in state
prison on any account.
So Mr.: Wynyard, his stout Farmland
Jim and two Of the nearest neighbors,
summoned as hastily as might be, set
forth valiantly in. behalf of unprotected
femininitY,. as represented by Miss Ar
ethusa Whistleton.
Dan was faithfully maintaining his
post at the door Of the cellar when the
little party arrived on the scene, car
rying two. lanterns, and nothing but
the touch of Miss Arethusa's hand on
his collar could. induce HIM to, with
draw.
"Be careful now" cautioned Miss
Arethusa, as Jim unbarred the lock
and opened the cellar door. only
suppose they were to rush out at you!"
"Then L calculate there'd be more
rushes than one!" said Jim, with q
grin.
Still nobody appeared.
81 hope to goodness gracious they
haven't escaped" said Miss Arethusa-
Come out, you!" bawled the squire;
and at that imperative summons a be-
draggled figure limped slowly forward.
eve sprained my ankle" it faltered,
"and I've fallen into the barrel of soft
soap, and the dog has worried me, and
now" with little dodge, as he espied
the shining muzzle of MIR. Vineyards
pistol, 81 suppose I'm to be shot! But
what it's all about, don't know"
"Why," bawled the farmer, ''it's Mr..
Pounoington!"
"Mr. Pouncington!" echoed Miss Ar
ethusa. And she tainted.
Mr.. Wynyard took the disconsolate
swain home in his lumber wagon-but
he never came again.
"I'm not accustomed to- be treated in
this sort of way when call on a. ladN!'
said Mr.. Pouncington.
And, when one comes to reflect on
the matter, it did seem a. little inhos-
pitable.
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-04-28
No Novelty.

'@I'm afeard," remarked Farmer Corn
tossel, that the period of usefulness
fur tibet politician Is about to be drawed
to close" whats the matter?" in
quired his wife. us it case of over
work. "No," was the answer; "tain't
nothin' so unusual as overwork. It's
plain old fashioned case Of overtalk."
--Washlngton Star.
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-04-28

Whistleton looked rather sheepish.
well. why shouldn't wear blue
ribbon II I've mind to-" she retorted
ITS a free country, hope!"
"Oh, yes," laughed Mabel, "it's free
country. And blue is certainly very
becoming to you, Aunt Arethusa. Is
Mr.. Pouncington to be at the spelling
school this afternoon?"
II don't know whether he is or not. u
said Miss Arethusa, tartly. "Mr
Pouncington is nothing to me-"
But he may be one Of these days, y
retorted mischievous Fife. "Only
think, Mabel, what a nice thing 1t
would be to have a wedding in the
family"
you'll ask Effie and me to be the
bridesmaids, Aunt Arethusa, won't
your" said Mabel, with the utmost
gravity.
Girls. amt you ashamed of your
selves?" cried out Miss Arethusa,
scarcely knowing whether 1T was best
to be pleased or vexed.
And just then the entrance of a Wis
1tor created timely diversion, and
Aunt Arethusa was allowed to retreat
with her basket of turkey eggs.
Miss Arethusa Whistleton was fat,
fair and forty. She lived all by her
self. In a snug little farmhouse, always
kept neatly painted, with ''posey bed"
In front, full of southernwood, mari
colds, four o'clocks, and such like old
fashioned flowers, and had neat ac-
count in the Humbleton savings bank.
But, in spite of all these substantial
charms, no one had ever yet sought
to gather her from the stem of maiden
meditation fancy free.'
Mr.. Peter Pouncington was a single
gentleman, nearer so than 40. He lived
four or five miles away, in an ancient
red brick house, with a row of Lom-
hardy poplars in front, and he never
had got married simply because he had
had a widowed aunt who kept house
for him, darned his stockings and pre-
pared his soup with exactly the right
amount of cayenne pepper in it.
what should I marry for?" said Mr..
Pouncington. 'sAunt Belts understands
my likes and dislikes great deal bet
But one day paralysis laid his grim
touch on Aunt Belts and the next day
she died.
What shall do?" said Mr.. Pounc-
ington helplessly the morning after the
funeral.
''I'd get married, if 1 were you," said
Squire Martin.
ct don't know of anv ono tn marry I"
sighed Peter, the Hermit.
There amt no smarter woman in
all the neighborhood than Arethusa
Whistleton,' said the squire, after a
brief period of cogitation, land she's
got snug bit of money, too"
Thus it happened that Mr.. Peter
Pouncington turned his attentions in
the direction of Miss Arethusa. And
all this preamble will, doubtless, set
forth the exact state of things that ex-
listed on that August day when Miss
Arethusa stood on the doorstep of the
Vineyards with the basket of turkey
eggs in her hand.
II say, Thusy!" called out Farmer
Wynyard, as he came in from the field,
'heard about the gang of burglars
that's going through the village?"
Burglars? MOI" almost shrieked
Miss Arethusa.
''They were at eDacon Motley's last
night, and close to the parsons night
afore last said the farmer. "I'd ad-
wise you to keep your door pretty we'll
bolted, and it wouldn't be amiss to let
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-04-28
A BLIGHTED TIME.

EAR me, Aunt Ar
ethusa!" cred out
Mabel Wynyard, In
a tone of we'll
feigned a 9 t onish-
ment, "a blue rib
bon In your HART"
"And new cuh
buttons, as I live!"
echoed her twin
sister, Eme.
Miss AT 9 t husa
The Houston daily post. [volume] (Houston, Tex.) 1886-1903, 1898-01-18
MAN AND WOMAN.


Dedicated to Miss Tommie II, San An
For Tho Post
~ unto postage stamp is woman,
@nuowee with sacred mission to man
:, ny the powers that gave them being
ny the slshtest stroke OF n careless nan
Vt inc iaintost breath OF an evil man
lou stab at virtues that TO them are given
so IKE bank note is man,
hnuearor n loving affection to woman.
WIN license OF freedom unrestrained.
You may scar them. faint them. defaine them
You can not deny them the welcome that .t,u
my snare through customs law ordained.
nark. o tongue, the Golden Rule!
w hcorn the fruits of scandals SCHOOL,
~. ~ tne DEED OF licentious scamp.
nufi not thy shaft at the gentier sex.
eince nopier be 1t to interpret this text.
one dash OF pen will cancel stamp.
strike at the strong who will.
ny ueiena the defenseless yet precious sim
nj, AZ the shrine OF whose virtue we bend
inousa you smirch in Your grasp the virtues
Within the scope of any bank note.
s'"' mas power and legion OF friends.
Ever eager to give It welcome
a ateu !. stamp that unwittircly fel, fro,,
dain; ~ p''hA OF dis
~ unto stamp il the fare az wom,n
.. un.o bank note compared rs man
ASn STRIVING LIES mission 10 attain.
! Houston Texas. January ]. ISIS. s'''ius'
The Houston daily post. [volume] (Houston, Tex.) 1886-1903, 1898-01-18
small outlet for the ink just over the nib

small outlet for the ink just over the nib
of the pen
A cuspidor recently patented is kept
constantly clean by spiral shaped water
pipe having perforations fitted to the
spiral-shaped outer wall of the cuspldor.
the water flowing through the wall at in
tervals.
An anti freezing valve recently placed
on the market has an auxiliary discharge
pipe covered by cap set on the valve rod
which opens as soon as the valve proper
is closed and drains off all the water left
standing in the valve.
A Colorado woman has invented pencil
sharpener which has crank geared to
vertical shaft with pencil receiving head
mt the top of the shaft, having cutting
blade set at an angle, and cup surround
ing the shaft to catch the shavings.
An Englishman has invented an appll-
ance for bicycles which he claims will keep
dust from the gearing, a revolving fan be-
ing mounted on the frame between the two
sprocket wheels and driven by n cord and
pulley mounted on the crank shaft.
The Houston daily post. [volume] (Houston, Tex.) 1886-1903, 1898-01-18
POINTS ABOUT PEOPLE.

viscount Pollington. eldest son OF the
earl of Marlborough, has openly protested
Buddhism.
Thomas Ball one of the oldest american
residents in the sculptor irsternity at
Florence, has left that place 20 locate in
the United States.
Pasteurs widow has taken UP her resi-
dence at the institute bearing her hus-
bands name, and is in receipt uf q pension
OF $1,000 per year.
w. n. McKendrick of st I.ouis has a
Masonic watch charm made from the bell
that sounded the first alarm IN the 81 eat
Chicago fire of 1871.
II appears that the late George Julian
Harvey was not the last OF the Chaitsts.
That distinction belongs 10 William Rex
of Plymouth, England, who is ~ years of
age.
Miss Abigail Hill Laughlin has won the
debaters' prize of Cornell university. Miss
Laughlin is resident of Portland Maine,
a graduate of Wellesley, ana is nova law
student at Cornell.
slgnor Trentanove, the well known sculp-
tor living in this country, hut maintaining
a studio in Florence. his l.isJ completed
there his clay model OF laniel Webster.
which is to adorn the capitol at Washing
ton.
President Blake of the 5partaa5urg Fe-
male college Mt Spartanburg. S. c.. who
died last week. vas a '!estealant Of Sir
William Blake. who settled On me Cape
Fear river early in he coloaiHilg Gays of
North Carolina.
Princess Theresa # Pava;ia, laugh CT OF
the Prince Regent, has been made in hon
orary doctor of philosophy Nv the Uni
versity of Munich. She is also member
of the Royal Academy of sciences, is As
years old and spinster.