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Here are three straws that show which way the wind 

 blows. I have 35,000 subscribers in addition to this 

 news trade. Will gladly show my lists at any time 

 to any advertiser. 



The success of the famous Club Cock- 

 tails, made by Messrs. G. F. Heublein & 

 Bro., Hartford, Conn., has been phenom- 

 enal, but only such as is wholly deserved. 

 The Heubleins made a hit with Club Cock- 

 tails, from the day they first placed them 

 on the market. It might be said there was a 

 multitudinous " thirst " throughout the 

 world for a real good, reliable, always-alike 

 cocktail, and Heubleins' happy thought 

 quenched it quickly. The sales of Club 

 Cocktails are enormous, and growing 

 larger every year. Here's more success to 

 them. 



For Sale some good white goat heads, 

 some hides of same and some white tail deer 

 horns and scalps. 



George Winegar, Holt, Mont. 



For Sale: Ballard, Sharps, Marlin, Win- 

 chester rifles, nearly new. 



G. L. Lehle, 103 Randolph Street, Chi- 

 cago, 111. 



For Sale: Pair trained bloodhounds $50; 

 pups one month old $5. 



S. D. Martin, Box 4, Bantam, O. 



For Sale: Remington type writer No. 1, 

 good condition. One mandolin, fine tone, 

 new. Best offer received by March 15, 

 takes them. 



F. E. Baldwin, Stronghurst, 111. 



For Sale: A fine hotel property in the 

 game and fish region of Northern Wiscon- 

 sin. Address, H. T. Ames, Waterloo, Wis- 

 consin. 



To Trade .40-60 Colts rifle and tools, for 

 .22 Marlin or good shot gun. 



J. M. Cuenin, Chance, Col. 



" The tea kettle seems to be quite a sing- 

 er," said the nutmeg grater. " It beats me; 

 my voice is so rough." 



"Me, too," replied the rolling pin; "I 

 can't get beyond dough." — New York 

 Evening Sun. 



Mr. Slimson — Bishop, shall I thank the 

 Lord for this bountiful meal? 



Willie Slimson — You'd better thank the 

 Bishop, pop. If he hadn't been here 

 wouldn't have had it. — Life. 



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