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THE RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
May 27 
THE HAPPY FARMER LAD. 
». A. KNEELAND. 
ILLUSTRATION'S BY D. LINCOLN STODDARD. 
\/ HAPPY Is the farmer lad 
' I To see the spring appear, 
Jr No mortal ever was more 
glad, 
■f- At any time of year. 
^ Behind the plow he now can 
--'■ 1 And swing the hoe and 
spade, 
Broad fields of grain for him to sow, 
And garden to he made. 
MKwjy IIE farmer lad Is blithe and 
He sings a merry tune, 
■jjEggjppi? 1 . While tolling ’mong the 
~ ^ The last Jong davs of June 
All Nature s beauties round 
him now, 
In sky, and rock and tree, 
And sweat upon his throbbing brow, 
A tired boy Is he. 
HE farmer boy Is happy too 
, j) In. brlghtsome Autumn 
~jV \ days. 
z.m lr r ?~'~-v When distant hills are 
-----•'ftabathed In blue, 
" And still air filled with haze 
£) ' of mellow apples there's 
• no lack, 
And all for love of these, 
He rips the clothes from oil his back, 
While climbing thro’ the trees. 
Sourness in Ants. —The same publica- part of his days upon a sick-bed, suffer- 
tion gives these interesting facts about ing almost untold agony. When the Em- 
yS, HAPPY Is the farmer boy, 
pi f| II When snow Ison the ground 
He halls the falling Hakes 
<jp And brings his sled around. 
Yes. then he looks his bob¬ 
sled o’er, 
Yokes up the oxen good, 
And climbs afar o’er Mil and moor, 
To get the winter’s wood. 
fd :;: icx~ HE farmer lives and moves always 
'Mong scenes of rare dellgut, 
WmSmM He molls and tolls thro' all his days 
And soundly sleeps at night. 
He speaks; Ills cattle hear the 
^ word, 
Tho’ half a mile away, 
No orator so far Is heard 
Upon town meeting day. 
.■4 - = K sings; and you need have 
A single note Is wrong; 
n He trained his voice while 
training steers, 
The woods and hlilsamong 
Oh happy he who holds the 
plow, 
And fertile his broad lands, 
With furrows on his noble brow, 
And soil upon his hands. 
SHORT ANIMAL TALKS. 
Murderous Roaches —Complaints that 
our people make against the work of 
house roaches will seem futile after we 
read the following note by Herbert H. 
Smith in Insect Life : 
Cockroaches are so common in Brazil- 
ian country-houses that nobody pays 
much attention to them. They have an 
unpleasant way of getting into provision 
boxes, and they deface books, shoes and 
sometimes clothing. Where wall p iper 
is used they soon eat it off in unsightly 
patches, no doubt seeking the paste 
beneath. But at Corumha, on the upper 
Paraguay, I came across the cockroach 
in a new role. In the house where we 
ants: 
It has long been known that the formic 
acid in ants in such quantity is normally 
, of such strength that it is not dnagiee- 
5 able to the jralate. As a boy Mr. Howard 
tried the experiment of crushing ants 
i with sugar and water as a substitute for 
lemonade, and recollects that it was 
drunk with relish by his companions. 
A correspondent writes us recently that 
one of her hired men is in the habit of 
eating large black ants found in rotten 
wood. She also states that her father, 
1 after eating a large section of railroad 
restaurant pie in the dark, and noticing 
> an agreeable acid flavor, found that the 
remainder was swarming with specimens 
s of the little red ant (Monomorium phar- 
1 aonis) and that he must nave eaten some 
hundreds of individuals. He was satisfied 
with his experience, vihich he did not 
repeat voluntarily, but he vouches for 
the edibility of this species. What the 
original ingredients of the pie were is 
not stated, but the effect of the combina¬ 
tion was to make it about as sour as 
rhubarb. 
Lassoed a Grizzly Bear. —The Pa¬ 
cific Rural Press tells a grizzly bear story 
of this year that reads like the tales of a 
century ago. A cattleman named Ken- 
ison found a bear in the mountains. 
When first seen it was sitting on its 
haunches. Kenison made for the animal 
and got it started down the gulch. He 
kept behind it until it came out on the 
Carissa plains; then he raced quickly up 
to it, fired a shot from his pistol into its 
back, and while passihg threw his lasso 
over its neck and then straightened out 
the rope. The horse was greatly fright¬ 
ened and took good care to keep the rope 
taut, hut it was a long-distance fight, as 
there were about GO feet of rope between 
the bear and the horse. Kenison, how¬ 
ever, kept his horse under perfect con¬ 
trol. When the bear would clutch his 
riata he maneuvered with his horse so as 
to break the bear’s hold. He circled 
around and around with good horseman¬ 
ship and perfect coolness, all the time 
keepirg the rope tight around the bear’s 
neck, and he actually choked the grizzly 
to death. The grizzly weighs 900 pounds. 
Kenison is a small man of slight frame, 
and does not weigh over 130 pounds, but 
he hears the reputation of not knowing 
what fear is. His horse only weighs 
about 900 
AN OAKVILLE MIRACLE. 
The Remarkable Case of Mr John 
W. Condor 
A Helpless Cripple For Years—Treated by 
the Staff of the Toronto General Hospi¬ 
tal and Discharged as Incurable—The 
Story of his Miraculous Recovery as In¬ 
vestigated by an Empire Reporter. 
(Toronto Empire.) 
For more than a year past the readers 
of the Empire have been given the par¬ 
ticulars of some of the most remarkable 
cures of the 19th century, all, or nearly 
all of them, in cases hitherto held by the 
most advanced medical scientists to be 
incurable. The particulars of these cases 
were vouched for by such leading news- , 
papers as The Hamilton Spectator and ; 
Times, The Halifax Herald, Toronto 
Globe, Le Monde, Montreal; Detroit 
News, Albany, N. Y., Journal, Albany 
Express and others, whose reputation - 
placed beyond question the statements i 
made. 1 
Recently rumors have been afloat of a ] 
pire representative announced the pur¬ 
pose of his visit Mr. Condor cheerfully 
volunteered a statement of his case for 
the benefit of other sufferers. “I am,” 
said Mr. Condor, “an Englishman by 
birth, and came to this country with my 
parents when nine years of age, and at 
that time was as rugged and healthy as 
any boy of my age. I am now 29 years 
of age, and it was when about 14 years 
old that the first twiDges of inflamma¬ 
tory rheumatism came upon me, and 
during the fifteen years that intervened 
between that time and my recovery a 
few months ago, toDgue can hardly tell 
how much I suffered. My trouble was 
brought on, I think, through too fre¬ 
quent bathiDg in the cold lake water. 
The joints of my body began to swell, 
the cords of my legs to tighten, and the 
muscles of my limbs to contract. I be¬ 
came a helpless cripple, confined to bed, 
and for three months did not leave my 
room. The doctor who was called in ad¬ 
ministered preparations of iodide of po¬ 
tassium and other remedies without any 
material beneficial effect. After some 
months of suffering I became strong 
enough to leave the bed, but my limbs 
were stiffened and I was unfitted for any 
active vocation. I was then hampered 
more or less for the following nine years, 
when I was again forced to take to my 
bed. This attack was in 188G, and was a 
great deal more severe than the first. 
My feet, ankles, knees, legs, arms, shoul¬ 
ders, and in fact all parts of my frame 
were affected. My joints and muscles 
became badly swollen, and the disease 
even reached my head. My face swelled 
to a great size. I was unable to open 
my mouth; my jaws being fixed together, 
1, of course, could eat nothing. My teeth 
were pried apart and liquid food poured 
down my throat. I lost my voice, and 
could speak only in husky whispers. 
Really, I am unable to describe the state 
I was in during those long, weary months. 
With my swollen limbs drawn by the 
tightening cords up to my emaciated 
body, and my whole frame twisted and 
contorted into indescribable shapes, I 
was nothing more than a deformed skele¬ 
ton. For three long, weary months I was 
confined to bed, after which I was able 
I had used. But urged on by friends, I 
continued taking Pmk Pills," and after 
using seven boxes I was rewarded by 
noticing a decided change for the better. 
My appetite returned, my spirits began 
to rise and I had a little freer use of my 
muscles and limbs, the old troublesome 
swellings subsiding. I continued the 
remedy until I had used twenty-five 
boxes when I left off. By this time I had 
taken on considerable flesh, and weighed 
as much as 160 pounds. This was a gain 
of 60 pounds in a few weeks. My joints 
assumed their normal size, my muscles 
became firmer, and in fact I was a new 
man. By April I was able to go to work 
in the basket factory, and now I can 
work ten hours a day with any man. I 
often stay on duty overtime without feel¬ 
ing any had effects. I play baseball in 
the evenings and can run bases with any 
of the boys. Why I feel like dancing for 
very joy at the relief from abject misery 
I suffered so long. Many a time I prayed 
for death to release me from my suffer¬ 
ings, but now that is all gone and I en¬ 
joy health as only he can who suffered 
a?ony for years. I have given you a 
orief outline of my sufferings, but from 
what I have told you can guess the depth 
of my gratitude for the great remedy 
which has restored me to health and 
strength.” 
Wishing to substantiate the truth of 
Mr. Condor’s remarkable story, the Em¬ 
pire representative called upon Mr. F. 
W. James, the Oakville druggist referred 
to above. Mr. James fully corroborated 
the statements of Mr. Condor. When 
the lat er had first taken Dr. Williams’ 
Pink Pills he was a mere skeleton—a 
wreck of humanity The people of the 
town had long given him up for as good 
as dead, and would hardly believe the 
man’s recovery until they saw him them¬ 
selves. The fame of this cure is now 
spread throughout the section, and the 
result is an enormous sale of Pink Pills. 
“ I sell a-dozen-and-a-half boxes of Pink 
Pills every day,” said Mr. James, “and 
this is remarkable in a town the size of 
Oakville. And, better still, they give per¬ 
fect satisfaction.” Mr. James recalled 
numerous instances of remarkable cures 
after other remedies had failed. Mr. 
John Robertson, who lives midway be¬ 
tween Oakville and Milton, who had 
to get up, but was a complete physical been troubled with asthma and bronchi- 
T ,, , . remarkable case in the pretty little town 
in a new role. In the house where we Q f Oakville, of a youn g man recovering 
were staying there were nearly a dozen after years of helplessness and agony, 
children, and every one of them had The Empire determined to subject the 
wreck, hobbling around on crutches a 
helpless cripple. My sufferings were 
continually intense, and frequently when 
I would be hobbling along the street I 
would be seized with a paroxism of pain 
and would fall unconcious to the ground. 
During all this time 1 had the constant 
attendance of medical men, but their 
remedies were unavailing. All they 
could do was to try to build up my system 
by the use of tonics. In the fall of 1889 
and spring of 1890 I again suffered in¬ 
tensely severe attacks, and at last my 
medical attendant, as a last resort, 
ordered me to the Toronto General Hos¬ 
pital. I entered the Hospital on June 
20th, 1890, and remained there until Sep¬ 
tember 20th of the same year. But, not¬ 
withstanding all the care and attention 
bestowed upon me while in this institu¬ 
tion, no improvement was noticeable in 
my condition. After using almost every 
available remedy, the hospital doctors— 
of whom there was about a dozen- came 
to the conclusion that my case was in¬ 
curable, and I was sent away, with the 
understanding that I might remain an 
outside patient. Accordingly from Sep¬ 
tember 1890 to the end of January 1891, 
I went to the hospital once a week for 
examination and treatment. At this 
stage I became suddenly worse, and once 
more gained admission to the hospital, 
where I lay in a miserable suffering con¬ 
dition for two months or more. In the 
spring of 1891 I returned to Oakville and 
made an attempt to do something toward 
my own support. I was given light work 
in the basket factory, but had to be con¬ 
veyed to and from my place of labor in a 
buggy and carried from the rig to a 
table in the works on which I sat and 
performed my work. In August, 1891, I 
was again stricken dowD, and remained 
tis for about 15 years, has been cured by 
the use of Pink Pills, and this after 
physicians bad told him there was no 
use in doctoring further. Mr. Robertson 
says his appetite had failed completely, 
but after taking seven boxes of Pink 
Pills he was ready and waiting for each 
meal. He regards his eise as a remark¬ 
able one. In fact, Dr. Williams’ Pink 
Pills are recognized as one of the great¬ 
est modern medicines—a perfect blood 
builder and nerve restorer—curing such 
diseases as rheumatism, neuralgia, par¬ 
tial paralysis, locomotor ataxia, St. Vitus’ 
dance, nervous headache, nervous pros¬ 
tration and the tired feeling resulting 
therefrom, diseases depending upon 
humors in the blood, such as scrofula, 
chronic erysipelas, etc. Pink Pills re¬ 
store pale and sallow complexions to the 
glow of health, and are a specific for all 
the troubles peculiar to the female sex, 
while in the case of men they effect a 
radical cure in all cases arising from 
mental worry, overwork or excesses of 
whatever nature. 
The Empire reporter also called upon 
Mr. J. C. Ford, proprietor of the Oak¬ 
ville Basket Factory, in which Mr. Con¬ 
dor is employed. Mr. Ford said he knew 
of the pitiable condition Mr. Condor had 
been in for years, and he had thought 
he would never recover. The cure was 
evidently a thorough one, for Condor 
worked steadily at heavy labor in the 
mills and apparently stood it as well as 
the rest of the employees. Mr. Ford 
said he thought a great deaL of the young 
man and was pleased at his wondrous 
deliverance from the grave and his re¬ 
storation to vigorous health. 
In order to still further verify the 
statement made by Mr. Condor in the 
above interview, the reporter on his re¬ 
in an utterly helpless condition until turn to Toronto examined the General 
their eyelashes more or less eaten off by 
cockroaches—a large brown species, one 
of the commonest kind throughout Brazil. 
The eyelashes were bitten off irregularly, 
iu some places quite close to the lid. 
Like most Brazilians, these children had 
very long, black eyelashes, and their 
appearance thus defaced was odd enough. 
The trouble was confined to children, I 
suppose, because they are heavy sleepers 
and do not disturb the insects at work. 
My wife and I sometimes brushed cock¬ 
roaches from our faces at night, but 
thought nothing more of the matter. 
The roache3 also bite off bits of the toe 
nails. Brazilians very properly encour¬ 
age the large house-spiders because they 
tend to rid the house of other insect pests. 
case to the most rigid investigation, and 
accordingly detailed one of our best re¬ 
porters to make a thorough and impar¬ 
tial investigation into the case. Acting 
upon these instructions our reporter 
went to Oakville, and called upon Mr. 
January, 1892. At this time Mr. James, 
a local druggist, strongly urged me to 
try Dr. Williams’ Pmk Pills for Pale 
People. I was prejudiced against pro¬ 
prietary medicines, as I had spent nearly 
all I possessed on numerous highly re¬ 
commended so-called remedies. I had 
taken into my system large quantities of 
John W. Condor (who it was had so mirac- different family medicines. I had ex- 
ulously recovered) and had not long been 
in conversation with him when he was 
convinced that the statements made were 
not only true, but that “the half had not 
been told.” The reporter found Mr. Con¬ 
dor at work in one of the heaviest de¬ 
partments of the Oakville Basket Fac¬ 
tory, and was surprised, in the face of 
what he knew of this case, to be con¬ 
fronted by a strapping young fellow of 
good physique, ruddy countenance and 
buoyant bearing. This now rugged 
young man was he who had spent a great 
hausted the list of liniments, but all in 
vain, and I was therefore reluctant to 
take Mr. James’advice. I, however, saw 
strong testimonials as to the value of 
Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills as a blood 
builder and nerve tonic, and thinking 
that if I could only get my blood in bet¬ 
ter condition my general "state of health 
might be improved, I resolved to give 
Pink Pills a trial. With the courage 
born of despair, I bought a box, but there 
was no noticeable improvement, and I 
thought this was like the other remedies 
Hospital records, and found therein the 
entries f illy bearing out all Mr. Condor 
had said, thus leaving no doubt that his 
ease is one of the most remarkable on 
record, and all the more remarkable be¬ 
cause it had baffled the skill of the best 
physicians in Toronto. 
These pills are manufactured by the 
Dr. Williams’ Company, Schenectady, N. 
Y., and Broekville, Ont., and are sold in 
boxes (never in loose form or by the 
dozen or hundred, and the public are 
cautioned against numerous imitations 
sold in this shape) at 50 cents a box, or 
six boxes for §2 50, and may be had of 
all druggists, or direct by mail from Dr. 
Williams’ Medicine Company from either 
address. The price at which these pills 
are sold makes a course of treatment 
comparatively inexpensive as compared 
with other remedies or medical treat¬ 
ment.— Adv. 
