[See Special Notice Column.) 
bitter toward tbe rebel who aimed the ball 
which made him sutler so long, which would 
Mil at the !a*t. He cared little for life; he was 
glad to renounce it. There had been much 
bitterness in his cup, and he looked upon death 
as ft welcome relief. His mind wandered to 
the past—and all the evil ho had ever done rose 
before him. Oh, if he only hail those lost years 
to live over strain! He would not wish for 
What bright days those were, 
sun-bright hours were not to last always, and 
one golden autumn day, Tiieodokk was taken 
home in his papa’s handsome carriage. 
Miles was sorry to see him going— Theo¬ 
dore was sorry to go. Tbe parting grieved 
both—as much, perhaps, as a last parting would 
pain grown friends. The loves of childhood, 
and the griefs, too, are deep. And I doubt if 
you or 1 would feel worse were a great, sorrow 
to come upon us suddenly, than the child whose 
top ts broken, ball stolon, or doll lost. To be 
sure, neither would be so great a loss! But 
until some kind consoler whispers to the sob¬ 
bing child something about ‘‘getting another,’ 
the loss seems irreparable, and the little heart 
sinks in despair when the thought arises, “ what 
oiioii t dr, -without et ton?" or “dolly,” as the 
A NEW MONTHLY. 
THE GREAT MAGAZINE OP THE DAY 
BY MILES O'REILLY 
first drew her attention to him. I suppose she 
admired him. He lovtil her. Anil down in his 
heart was a little hope that she loved him as 
well; for there are many ways in which a prac¬ 
ticed coquette can feign love. I do not care to 
write, in detail, what followed; so I pass over 
the rides, walks, sails, and picnics, which tilled 
up the long summer days. 
One evening. Milks, for a wonder, found the 
In what words he told that 
not for me to tell, 
g flushes to young 
look very cold on paper, somehow. 
Oh, wanton wind! warm, kissing, kind, 
The zephyr b torn ed my Laura’s tresses; 
Batted lip and band witb fragrance bland. 
And even fannnnd those deep recesses 
Where love is seen, warm-cottched, serene, 
Asleep between two summer billows; 
Oh, heedless wind I to beauty blind, 
Where conldst thou find more tempting pillows? 
The lily bell, whose anthers tell 
The time so well, by yon set ringing; 
The rival rose, wherein repose 
Queen Mab, and those unto her clinging, 
The violet sweet, the daisy neat— 
Should I repeat each fragrant blossom— 
Oh, careless wlndl could all combined 
So please Iby mind as Laura’s bosom? 
Insensate still, Hence, lienco and fill 
The idle sail of yon bright vessel! 
And yet—ah, stay! ere hence you stray 
Leave me, I pray, your right to nestle; 
Give me to seek, her damask cheek. 
And whispering speak what thou ne’er dreamest; 
For me to lie one moment nigh 
Her heart and die, were bliss snpremest! 
SPLENDID PREMIUMS TO CEUBS 
death then 
when Theodore Thurston was his friend 1 
And oh, the old, the dear old plays they played 
together, before the years of manhood. Foot¬ 
ball, cricket and marbles 1 How well he re¬ 
membered the marbles TliEtlDORK gave him— 
green and white striped! They were some¬ 
where in his desk. He remembered putting 
them in a tiny drawer, along with his mother's 
spectacles and knitting-needles. What would 
his mother say if she were living, and knew of 
his dying thus? He wondered if she, who was 
a saint now, did not look down in love and pity 
on her wicked son. And jast then, a cool 
breeze passing by, made him fancy he felt his 
mother’s kiss on his cheek. A holy awe stole 
and it seemed as if Heaven was open- 
Amidst tin'’ thousand#o' bonk# and Ucunuds lo which 
the war and It* mice r allies have given 'll*-, not one has 
y,.i tipc, wholly Unvoted to the itiiereais. Instruction 
&d eutcrUlnment it' our Volunteer- Every cele¬ 
brated General or noted Politician has Ids lih urupluTs, 
and the Wnr Itself has toll brigade* of Water Ian*, i ut 
froln tlie tltflothiii I’rival*' WkusTicii Laud turned his 
living glue upon I lie Starry Runner for which he " ns 
the tlr=t to fall, a million of nohle-hesiii d hero*. have 
joopht and suffered, with no other reward Ilian tins 
proud o.onsoUmsneie that they did for their country. 
Tn close up thri yap hi tilt* line ot American Lllei.i- 
ttire, and to meet the uo t versal habile desire l or a a cha 
work, we have Issued THB HOLDIK-K s < ASM. t. the 
ohterts of which are set forth In the following depari- 
ments, into which it. will be die Idea; 
THE RECORDING DEPARTMENT, 
Occurring the greater part of each Lsiie. will. be 
devoted lo recording authentically. It"' i ,,rfi 11 laiinr, 
romi>nny, regiment^ ship. Ac., or volunteers 0 |l llu ‘ Arniy 
or Navy) who have performed, or who may pertonn, 
anv gallant or praiseworthy deeds In behalf of Ihelr 
Country, and to give a full and detailed narrative ol the 
sane . "In future such a record will he tar more bril¬ 
liant and accept aide, not only to the memory Of 'he 
■lead, but also to lie- foldings of the living, than the 
granirat marble ne iHimonts. It will be ari KuCyclo- 
pjcdlapf American Heroism that our descendants can 
^General * o tii cm rq 7 r 0 r re upon < 1 1 • uU. volunteers them¬ 
selves, and their relation# and friends, are earnestly 
little flirt alone, 
old, yet ever new story, is 
Warm words which brin: 
cheeks. 
And her answer made him immeasurably happy. ! 
Not that she meant to marry him, but she whis¬ 
pered something about “Aunt Jane,” and that 
she would be glad to get rid of her, she ex¬ 
pected; and altogether, Miles felt himself 
raised to a second Heaven, went home happier 
than he ever remembered being, and Bell 
Drake, laughing wickedly to herself, imagined 
him pale and haggard, with sunken eyes, mourn¬ 
ing the loss of the prize he thought he bad 
won. 
But if Mileh loved Bell Drake, Theo¬ 
dore Thurston did, too—and as well perhaps 
as did the poor artist. And each knowing the 
other's love, grew to shun each other. And 
when jealousy is once admitted to the humau 
heart, there is no getting rid of it. And these 
two friends who had loved and eluug to each 
other ever since that summer gone, the hap¬ 
piest days of -which were spent in the white 
room in tbe attic, found themselves drifting far¬ 
ther and farther apart—the distance between 
dark with the shadow of the 
over rum 
ing to him. 
A groan close by startled him, and looking 
up Captain Haskins saw a rebel lying near 
him—a wounded rebel, with a stark face, and 
blood-stained blouse. “ Have you any water 
in your canteen, comrade?” asked the white 
lips, hoarsely. Community of suffering draw 
men’s hearts together as nothing else will. 
And glancing at the stark face, and pain-drawn 
lips, Miles rolled his canteen toward him. not 
caring that he was a foe, perhaps the one who 
had given him h:s death-wound, remembering 
only that u fellow-man was wounded and suf¬ 
fering as well as himself. 
“Milks! Miles Haskins!” 
And Miles, looking in astonishment, met a 
pair of hazel eyes such as only Theodore 
What feelings and 
selves, and their r. u'lon# ami mums, are earuetuy 
reoucstcil to Interest tin tnsulve* in thl9 department by 
sending us accounts of any appropriate Incident within 
their knowledge, with correct names, dates and par¬ 
ticulars. 
PERSON A1 DEPARTMENT. 
This Is a speciality of Tub Casket, which makes 
it worth more thau twenty times the subscription. It 
Is devoted mlirclu and 1 'kek or charge, to affording 
communication between vo ton ter re and their friends 
ai honti’, and also between 1 hemseves. Thousands have 
lost, sight of each other Uy iho accidents of war, and 
are unable to advertise, owing to the expense and un¬ 
certainty of finding out what they wlsn. But ns. The 
OaSKkT will !.*• nulckly circulated to ev< rv camp, and 
la every housthoto, an Inquiry or reply lit thtaolepartr 
tct'iil to wire to reach the derived PariJi TS 
hope contentment anil bapphu-sa will he 1.iirritd 10 
many a sorrowing heart. 
LITERARY DEPARTMENT. 
This will be devoted to choice Tales. Stories, 
cht R Pot*trv* liv the most C 6 l 6 brft-t 6 u imthors* 
w any original sketch or no«m, 
. ......1,01, H tn iifnl. mat. mnv he sent us, will he In- 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
ENEMIES. 
and that he had Aladdin’s lamp. And from 
that he fell to wondering when he would see 
Theodore again, and if he (Theodore) would 
bring his marbles witb him when he came to 
the cottage again. 
Theodore did not forget Miles and his 
mother, and the white room in the attic, when 
once more surrounded by the splendors of his 
own home. So It happened, that as the boys 
grew to manhood, the friendship grew stronger. 
And Theodore’s happiest days were spent 
with Miles, in the cottage under the oaks. 
"You might have 
BY HEATHER HAUN 
them growing 
jealousy in their hearts—and yet made no effort 
to break the bitter enchantment- And grad¬ 
ually the love which had made them brothers 
in all save the name, faded away. 
In hiis happiness, however, Miles forgot the 
cold shadow grown np betwean them—forgot 
the fitful, brooding jealousy—remembered only 
the friend of his childhood, the one in whom he 
had confided all his sorrows and shared all his 
joys, ever since they played marbles on the 
hearth, in the brown cottage under the oaks. 
And he went to him now, to tell his great hap¬ 
piness, forgetful that his friend had been his 
rival. His reception was not a warm one; but 
he was too happy to be chilled by it. So the 
joyous words which had been glowing in his 
heart, leaped to his lips. Then came sneering 
ones from the other—then bitter denunciations, 
and last of all, blows, Thenceforth Theodore 
Thurston and Miles Haskins were sworn 
enemies. 
Some days later, Theodore Thurston 
walked the decks of a steamer bound for a far¬ 
away port, and Milks Haskins sat in his room 
thinking over the cruel words Bell Drake 
had said to him the evening before. This was 
a cruel blow to him. But the world never 
There is nothing in our life more enobling 
Not one of 
than a pure, guileless friendship, 
the so-called friendships ruffled 60 often by 
petty envy, but one of those pleasant, true 
friendships which come to us ail, so like stray 
snnbeams—all the brighter by contrast -with 
others less valued; in which all is unselfishness 
—where each studies the other’s pleasure— 
where no thought of the world, or the world’s 
works, ever ruffles the placid waves. Such 
friendships are rarer than they should be, un¬ 
happily. Selfishness is more or less developed 
in all of us—though there are some good people, 
whom you and I know, who to our loving eye9 
are but little below Heaven’s saints. And 
there are times when the obstinate, cruel, livid 
face of Selfishness will crowd poor Kindness 
out of its home—and once a foothold gained, 
Selfishness rarely beats a retreat. 
There was something beautiful in the friend¬ 
ship ftf Theodore Thurston and Miles 
Haskins. And it had its origin far back 
“ used-to-be’s”—began wheu Thko- 
Thurston possessed 
thoughts passed through Miles heart then, 
God only knows. There was a wild joy thrilled 
him. Then there followed glad words and 
whispered explanations, anH forgiveness. And 
the reunited forgot the enmity and long es¬ 
trangement —forgot that one was false to his 
country and the other true to the old flag—foi- 
got all save the cemented friendship—the links 
of love united. And tho rumbling of the battle 
disturbed them not. 
The next morning Captain Haskinh was 
i'ouud clasped in the arms of a rebel Colonel- 
each dead face wearing such a look of quiet 
happiness, that those who looked on them could 
not help thinking that death came to happy 
hearts. 
Let the evil in their lives rest with them! 
They were very different, 
wondered that they were such friends. But 
they were a second Damon and Pytaias in 
those days. Theodore was gay and careless— 
looked at the suuny side of everything, (a good 
trait, by the way,) rarely distinguishing the 
shadows hoveringaround. His god-father called 
him frivolous. Good old man, be did not like 
to use the then new expression—a fast young 
man.- But Theodore Thurston hud many 
good qualities. He was a general favorite in 
society, and a firm, true friend to those who 
loved him. He bod faults, of course. Perhaps 
his greatest one was that, once angry, he would 
never forgive. Another, and almost as great, 
was jealousy— both very sad faults, always. 
Those who knew him in his halcyon days, will 
not admit that Theodore Thurston had 
faults—at least do not like to admit the fact, 
some of them. He was wealthy. Perhaps that 
will he sufficient explanation. You know, 
wealth’s mantle covers many imperfections. 
And the world, in general, looks more to the 
purse, than the man who owns it Perhaps, if 
TnEODORE Thurston had been the son of a 
mechanic instead of a millionaire, tho-o among 
whom his life-lines were cast would have seen 
his faults—would have discovered much in his 
character that was not as it should be. 
Theodore Thurston drew poor Miles 
Haskins in the circle in which he moved, each 
member of which were devotees of wealth and 
fashion. But as he became known, although 
he had no wealth, his great genius was recog¬ 
nized by the gay throng. For he had genius— 
tiue ecnius, too. I think it hardly too much to 
among the 
dore, contrary to his father’s wishes, smuggled 
“Grot.” from the stable, and sped down the 
road toward the forest, his boyish heart beating 
high with enthusiasm as the noble steed bore 
him on—on—so swiftly that his breath came in 
little, short gasps. How he enjoyed that ride! 
—that glorious ride down the avenue of elms, 
and along the shaded country roadl But the 
pleasure was not to last long. Something 
frightened the horse-a squirrel hopping across 
the road. He shied—reared—and the boy, 
losing bis balance, was thrown to the ground, 
while “Grot” galloped away, with the reins 
dangling around his neck. Some minutes later, 
Miles Haskins found the Judge’s petted eon, 
pale, fainting and bleeding, by the roadside. 
And little Miles ran home, procured help, and 
conveyed the insensible hoy to his mother’s cot¬ 
tage—to his own little room in the attic, with 
its white walls and white covered cot. Long 
days passed ere Theodore Thurston recov¬ 
ered sufficiently to be removed —long days, 
lengthening into weeks—and when at last he 
could have been removed, he plead so hard to 
stay a little while longer, that the good, old 
Judge was fain to give his consent. 
The time passed pleasantly. Little Milks 
read “The Arabian Nights” and “Robinson 
Crusoe” aloud to Theodore, who had read 
them ever so many times before. And Theo¬ 
dore wondered why it was that his books 
never had “ thumb papers” and calico covers, 
like Miles’— and why it was that his mamma 
The Best Musical Instrument for the 
Family.— “The piano-forte,” says the Ameri¬ 
can Baptist, “ extensively as it is u-.ee!, is not so 
well adapted to all the purposes of sacred turd 
secular music as another instrument which is 
now justly claiming a large share of public 
attention, and which has already been exten¬ 
sively introduced into schools, churches, and 
families, and received the endorsement of the 
chief organists, musicians, and artists of Amer¬ 
ica— we mean Mason & Hamlin’s Cabinet 
Organ.” 
voted himself solely to his art. He won fame; 
poor fellow, he earned it! But now that the 
chaplet he had longed for had come to him, it 
rested on a fevered brow. But amidst ail, he 
cherished a rankling hatred for his childhood’s 
friend. And Theodore Thurston, the rich 
Southern planter, entertained just as great a 
hatred for tho man who had come between him 
and the bluo-eyed beauty he hoped to win. 
And if ever, in all these years, the memory of 
the olden friendship rose like a spectre from the 
grave dug so deeply in their hearts, it was 
mocked at, and thrust back in the dftik cavern 
assigned it, till now they hated each other as 
much ns they had formerly loved—remember¬ 
ing not that, after a time, the same dust must 
be their covering—not thinking that, in the 
eternity, all earthly enmity must be sunken in 
the common Lethe—not reflecting that in the 
Heavc-n each hoped to gain, God asked not, “Is 
this man thy enemy?”—said not, “Then shall 
bis lot be cast far away from thine, lest ye 
quarrel. And quarrels are of the. earth and 
earthy.” Like too many others, they forgot all 
this, remembering only to hate each other. 
When the war began, Miles Haskins was 
one of the first to enlist. He was a good sol¬ 
dier, brave, always. There was a spice of ex¬ 
citement about this life which pleased him. 
Game the battle of Shiloh. From the moment 
of the first surprise of the rebels coming, Milks 
Haskins fought valiantly, as he always had 
before. But he was not to remain unharmed to 
to tbe last. By-and-by, when the Shadows were 
growing thicker, and twilight approached, a 
chosen ttie latter as the fairest wav, ami therefore all 
subscribers, slugl# or iu clubs, will be charge'! the uni¬ 
form rate of 
52,00 Per Year, or *1,00 tor Six Months. 
Tmo Six Months being equal to One \ early Subscrip¬ 
tion. 
But, in order, first, to reach immediately a largo circu¬ 
lation, and, second, to outdo all competitor* in liberal¬ 
ity we have determined to give the following lre- 
mlt’imB to the getter# of the largest clubs out 01 
One Hundred Thousand Subscribers! 
Amounting In the Whole to 
ELEVEN THOUSAND DOLLARS!! 
Afi thert* are ci'iuparftU r»*ly but tow wlio can rojsc 
very largo ciube, w« huve BO yniiHiaUtj the value of the 
Pnmi ni.s that a large number who can only ral^ 
clubs of iwo and three "ill share al:o m tbe rrciniums. 
Wo ev^rv one to C 4 tTc tally wirudditr lLii$ point, aud 
men compare It with other publish*rtf Inducements. 
'i’hft value of ihr UllltrtTit Premiums " i* have *o grad- 
miti-U thatVVery lain# number <>. partle -raising small 
c ub# will receive ai Handsome a reward in proportion 
Si those who raise urge clubs. Another acceptable 
feature we have adopted 1* to recognize every number 
of subscription* over oft* au a club; thus, fit 1 yearly, ot 
four tlx uiou'.h subscription*, w LU be considered a club. 
TO THE GETTERS OF THE THREE LARGEST 
CLUBS sent us, we will present *1000 each . 
« “ NEXT THREE “ *&0O “ 
« « » THREE « *2f»0 “ 
„ U U ten “ #100 “ 
„ n i. fifty “ “ 
WHAT A WONDERFUL 
Discovery is Perry Davis’ Vege- 
table Pain Kiu.se! It not only 
i' |gS gg BH cures the H!s of the human family, but 
f ' Up Is a'so the sure remedy for horse# with 
colic. It has net er been known to fall 
>! §gA=s^' a a euro of the worst CMOS; and for 
sprains, galls, etc.. It never foils—try it on.ee. Direc¬ 
tions accompany each bottle- Sold by Druggists gen¬ 
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Price 35 cts.. 75 cts., and *1.50 per bottle. (12) 
ri T HlTTEMOItK’S CUKE FOR FOOT- 
W !cur IN SHEEP.—Where numerous compounds 
have hern used without snooess, this u-nc-dy has pon- 
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by POST A llKUFF; In New I orH, by D ALE & ROB¬ 
INSON. Persons wishing tn try a bottle can have it 
sent by express to any part of the country by inclosing 
75 cents to the "acmrer, TEMouKi 
774-WeOW Uiiarti.un Four • nrn, r-\ N. I • 
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ts.ua Sent by mail, post-paid, on receipt of price. 
Address D. D. T. MOO K is Rochester, N. Y 
For descriptive pamphlet, 
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p ~WESTUVOJIOrSE A CO. 
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m andfactuherb of 
Endless Gliain and Lever Horse-Powers, 
Threshers and Cleaners, Threshers and Separator! 
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ment was over, and t he ideal mmmea. 
He was not as handsome as Theodore. 
Theodore had brown hair, slightly curling; 
Milks’ hair was black, perhaps bristling, too— 
but be had beautiful eyes-dark grey—but tbe 
expression was tbe chief beauty about them, 
alter all. Then Theodore’s form was of tbe 
most elegant, mould; he wa** tail, too. Miles 
was rather stout. But withal, Miles was 
very far from being homely. 
But Time ebbing onward proved that this 
friendship was not to last always. And irorn 
the time Bell Drake’s lovely face and trem¬ 
bling smile drew Miles in her train, the friend¬ 
ship cooled. Bell Drake was very beautiful 
_ w itb the most innocent blue eye?, and tbe 
airiest of sunny curls-eyes, whose sweet look 
of innocence betrayed not the mischief lurking 
in the heart below. Not mirthful mischief, 
such as finds a place in every young girl’s heart, 
but, if I may be allowed the expression, sinjul 
mischief. The truth was, Bell Drake was a 
jlxrl— forever plotting what means was best to 
break this heart, or humble that “Lord of 
Creation.” She was poor, too—had no wealth 
of her own; no prospective wealth, either. 
Worldly Mrs. Barton, her aunt, was rich. 
The wealth of Moref Barton, the banker, 
was almost proverbial, in tact. But Mrs. Bar¬ 
ton had daughters of her own, and she thought 
This arrangement will give to the getters of 
One Hundred and Sixty-Nine Clubs! 
Hamlsome Premiums Of the 
TOTAL VALUE OF $11,000! 
It is our intention to make oatli to the ahove state¬ 
ment, u.J i-.uc to our regular circular, Iu oMtr to con ¬ 
vince the public that, we will perform what we promise. 
The distribution w ill be made at once on receipt of 
the number named, and the announcement um.lt! public 
all (not more on account of t)i<; 
premiums than llie Character of the work itself,) who 
have the Interest# ol the uotile Volunteers at heart, to 
aid un In cur great undertaking. Send on v<>nr own 
c nbiorlptlon Immediately, Ami then induce your frleml# 
t«> «lo tho same. Itluttns best Investment, at least in 
Uie uixgaidno line, that you can make. 
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all ml-take* and niUunderstandtiigfl will be avoided. 
a 1st. The subscription price Is *2 per auuum, or *1 for 
^IcU^Vuto six month subscriptions will Ik equal to 010 
r< W.’rhc'premlttnw are based <m the latter. 
«Ul You can send ora , (onj, or a dot.cn subscriptions a 
*5Ul‘ ifdrsirwl, 1 every subscription lu a club will be 
‘ftto Do'not fall to give your full and rlelit dieccUon 
** will not , aa. . 
Mli. It. sending large sums, get» Draft or 1 ost-Olllce 
order for the amount. v , 
8th, St al vour letter securely, and then direct H <or 
'niu smallest ctuha and stnyle enhscrlptlon* will 
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regular publishing btifilnetus direct your h'tt&rH In * • 
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“THE m n.niKK ’S CASKET,” 
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had in his case, What funny white caps aunty 
wore, to be sure! Not a bit like mamma’s 
breakfast caps. Aunty’s were muslin—real, 
coarse, white muslin—mamma’s were lace, and 
flowers, and ribbons, so fine and so airy that 
the least breath made the whole mass quiver, 
just as he remembered seeing tbe meadow grass 
and lilies on a May-day. He wished mamma 
would give aunty one of those pretty caps. 
She might wear it on Thanksgiving and Ohrist- 
mas, and Sundays, too. And he tried to fancy 
how good Mrs. Haskins would look in one of 
Mrs. Judge TnuRSTON’s Farisian breakfast 
caps. But every time, bo imagined seeing the 
airy head-piece resting on Aunty Haskjns’ 
head, the gray locks turned to auburn ringlets, 
and the face shaded by them was always his 
mother’s— much as he tried, he could not pic¬ 
ture aunty to his own satisfaction, so he gave it 
up at last, doubtful if aunty would look very 
well, with a lir.se.y, instead of u silt: dress to 
wear, when she donned the cap. a tancy Mrs. 
HASKINS would have been very much shocked, 
had she known tin so thoughts. She never did, 
though; and wentito her grave quite innocent 
or such “worldly vanities.” 
The two boys learned to love each other, in 
those long, torpid summer days. Miles had 
no brother; Theodore filled the void— was a 
brother to the poor widow’s son. But these 
OCUU iUl w WM vwir-. — -- . . ' ' 
nM of the above uarnc'J machine* 
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above, given nritll otherwise announced. We hope 
there k 111 bo no necessity for advancing U 10 rate*-at 
! least uuth the season of clubbing la over— buUf there Is. 
due notice will be given through the Rural. Mcan- 
I time, Agent# and other Friends wUl please open and 
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