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New York through to Jacksonville with- 

 out change, making the trip between the 

 2 cities in aboui 30 hours. 



If you wish to combine the pleasures 

 and benefits of a sea voyage with your trip 

 take passage at either Boston or New York 

 on one of the many fine steamers whicn 

 the Clyde S. S. Co. runs to Jacksonville. 

 These steamers are really floating hotels, 

 equipped with the conveniences and luxu- 

 ries of the transatlantic liners, making pas- 



sage on them not only comfortable but 

 enjoyable. A stop is made at Charleston 

 en route, furnishing a pleasant break in 

 the journey and an opportunity to view 

 the sights of that old and interesting city 

 of the South ; and the trip up St. John's 

 river, from its mouth to Jacksonville, 

 is full of interesting and novel features, 

 to no one more so than the real sportsman 

 just released from environments of ice 

 and snow. 



LOOKING AHEAD. 



C. C. HASKINS. 



Dark is the day ; the fierce wind blows, 

 And the earth sleeps cold through the 

 wintry gloom ; 

 Bare are the trees and the birds have flown 

 To the summer land where the roses 

 bloom. 

 Yet bright is the blazing, cheery grate, 

 And cosy the seat near the embers 

 bright ; 

 While over the mantel, awaiting the spring, 

 My camera rests through the winter 

 night. 



The swaying limbs of the old roof-tree 



Are hoarsely rasping the ice-filled eaves, 

 And the breezes piping their whistling song, 



While snowflakes fall like the autumn 

 leaves. 

 Yet here, where the grate's illuming fire 



Bids comfort reign and the shadows 

 grow, 

 My faithful friend, old Don, is stretched, 



Beside my feet in the cheerful glow. 



The windows rattle in noisy glee 



When the pelting hail comes swiftly 

 down ; 

 And the sleighs go by with their "inkling 

 bells, 

 With songs and laughter and shouts 

 from town. 

 Yet calm in the genial crimson glow 



I'm dreaming of days that will soon be 

 here, 

 When storm and winter have had their day 

 And spring will come with its joyous 

 cheer. 



The leaves now sleeping will soon be born, 

 The flowers with fragrance will scent the 

 wood ; 

 The bright plumed birds will fill the air 

 With color and song in their gayest 

 mood. 

 The sun with a genial warmth will shine, 

 The brooks will laugh through their 

 foamy crest, 

 Then Don, good fellow, to hunt with the 

 lens, 

 We'll seek in the wilderness nature and 

 rest. 



BABIES FOR SALE. 



I hand you herewith 3 photos of a pair 

 of cougar kittens, which I captured a few 

 days ago. They are growing rapidly, and 

 at present are great pets. This being 

 my first experience with young lions, 

 and, remembering the mother as she ap- 



peared when I ran into the nest, with the 

 family at home, I deem it wise to dispose 

 of these little chaps as soon as possible. If 

 anyone wishes to buy them, I should be 

 glad to hear from him. 



E. B. Simpson, 

 3206 North 27th St., Tacomia, Wash. 



Not long ago a coroner's jury in Ireland 

 delivered the following verdict on the sud- 

 den death of a merchant who had recently 

 failed in business: "We, the jury, find 

 from the doctor's statement that th& 

 deceased came to his death from heart fail- 

 use, superinduced by business failure, which 

 was caused by speculation failure, which 

 was the result of failure to see far enough 

 ahead." — Argonaut. 



"So you are going to get an automobile?" 

 "Yes ; the doctor says I must walk 

 more." — Washington Star. 



