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PERSONAL ITEMS. 
Patti-Caux is now in Russia. It Is said she 
will leave the stage entirely next year. 
George Peabody gave an extra $150,000 to 
tlie Peabody Fund In London, Just before bis 
death. 
Charles O’Connor, (he eminent lawyer, is 
going to Europe to witness the Ecumenical 
Council. 
A Miss Jennie Collins has challenged Itev. 
J. I). Fulton to a public debate on the woman 
question. 
Senator Chandler is in Rome, where he has 
been sitting for his bust to the sculptor Ran¬ 
dolph Rogers. 
Grand Duke Michael, Governor of the 
Caucasstu, will represent Russia at. the opening 
of the Suez Canal. 
Rev. W. C. Van Metrk has been re-instated as 
Superintendent ol tlio Hqward Home for Little 
Wanderers, iu Now York. 
Mrs. Gen. Gainus has gone to New Orleans to 
extend the olive branch for (he last limetothose 
who occupy her property there. 
Henry Pbilpotts, ox-Blshop of Exeter, wrote 
a pamphlet which sold for ton cents, and which 
put $150,000 In hi* pockets in four months. 
Wendell Phillips announces that the true 
statesmanship of our time Is to reconcile tfcc iri- 
dispensahlo co-operation and association of capi¬ 
tal with the ludcpendenco of the workman. 
GASTON D'Okleans, Count d'lHu, the com¬ 
mander ol’ the Brazilian and Argontlnc armies, 
is the oldest son "f the Duke do Nemours, lie 
was born at NoujJIy in 1W2, and was educated In 
exile 61 Claremont. He distinguished himself 
by his valor in the Spanish war against Morocco, 
and married in 1M4 I lie eldest <laughtor of the 
Emperor of Brazil. 
In 1811, J. Boss Browne mailed a letter from 
Louisville, Ky., weighing oneounco, upon which 
the unpaid postage was $1, to Mr. Win. W. Snow¬ 
den, editor oT the Ladies' Companion, New York. 
Mr. S. refused to tuke it out of the post-ofOeo, 
and it was sent to Washington among the dead 
letters. It was uooldontally picked up the 
other day among some of the literary rubbish 
of the Depart ment, ami at once forwarded to the 
writer. 
Rev. Thomas Allen, who was the first minis¬ 
ter of the Congregational Church in Pittsfield, 
Mass., settled lu 1764, was at the battle of Ben¬ 
nington, aud carried a musket at the head of his 
parishioners. Once when asked whether lie actu¬ 
ally killed any niiiti at Bennington, he replied 
that, lie dkl not know; hut observing a flash often 
repealed from u certain bush, and that it was 
generally followed by the fall of one of Stark's 
men, he tired that way and pat the flank out! 
NEWS AND NOVELTIES. 
In a forest tree lately cut down in Wisconsin 
was found an Indian arrow-head completely im¬ 
bedded and grown over. It appears from count¬ 
ing the layers or wood over it, that ninety years 
have elapsed since the arrow which it tipped was 
shot at the tree. 
As evidence that American ideas arc getting ft 
foothold in Inly, a correspondent oitos the fact 
that American rocking chairs arc now in high 
favor, although when first Introduced by Ameri¬ 
can families they were lookod upon by the na¬ 
tives as something ridiculous. 
Russian capital Is rejoicing ovor what it calls 
the emancipation from the bonds Of American 
servitude. It appears that the cause of this joy 
is the expiration of the contract by which Mr. 
Winans of Baltimore, had control of the run¬ 
ning of certain Kuaalan railroads. The Govern¬ 
ment paid him the handsome sum of four aud a 
half millions of rubles for this release. 
A citizen or Lawrence county, Ohio, who is a 
magistrate, recently had occasion to make a 
transfer of real estate. The deed was drawn up, 
and ho and his wife signed it. Then, as justice 
of the peace, ho acknowledged his own deed 
before himself, and stated that he examinod the 
grantor's wife separate and apart from her hus¬ 
band, aud that she was a willing party to said 
dood. 
The inhabitants of Burmah have an idea that 
pulling at, a rope will produce rain. Two parties 
l ug against each other. One is a rain party, I he 
other is n fair weat her party. By previous ar¬ 
rangement, the rain party arc allowed to be 
victorious. On the occasion of the late continued 
drouth this proceeding was attended with the 
happiost results. All of which is uo more foolish 
than many of the superstitious believed in this 
country. 
Accounts from Egypt, bold out a doleful pros¬ 
pect for all visitors on their way there who hap¬ 
pen not to bo invited by the Viceroy. All the 
guests of his Highness will have nothing to do 
but enjoy themselves—their board, lodging, car¬ 
riages, iic., will bo provided for t hem; but. those 
who go out ou their own account will do well to 
consider the announcement of the Gaulot& that 
“ the price of beefsteaks at Cairo Is fifteen francs 
per pound.” 
Rather a funny incident in Russia shows 
how easily red tape may sometimes bo untied 
by a skilful hand. A surgeon was hastily sum¬ 
moned to care for four men Injured by an acci¬ 
dent in a town in the Interior. The only railroad 
train to start soon was for freight only, and the 
physician was told that ho could only ho admit¬ 
ted as an escort to living freight. Ho hurried to 
a house near by and bought a rooster, which ho 
carried upon the train, and was permitted to 
proceed, the requirement, of the rule being ful¬ 
filled. 
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Facts lor the Ladies.—I learned the use of my 
YVUeelcr & Wilson Machine without personal in¬ 
struction. It bus boon used nearly twelve years, 
without repairs, by mysell and seamstresses, dolug 
my family sowing, estimated ut *300 annually, and 
bids fair to do as good service for a lifetime. My 
needles aro never broken, hut really worn up too 
short for use. Tbo actual value of my machine can¬ 
not bo estimated commercially, nor expressed In 
words. Those only can properly appreciate it who 
havo attempted family sewing by hand.—M rs. M. K. 
Woods, ATw York. 
-*♦«- 
A Neglected Cough, Cnlrl or Sore Throat, 
which might bo checked by a simple remedy, like 
‘’Brown's Dronchial Troches.'’ If allowed to progress 
may terminate seriously For Bronchitis, Asthma, 
Catarrh and Consumptive Coughs. '' The Troche* ' 
ore used with advantage, giving oftentimes Immedi¬ 
ate relief. Singers and public, speakers will find 
them also excellent to clear the voice and render 
articulation wonderfully easy.—Ex. 
THE BROKEN HOME, 
“ TEUTH STRANGER THAN FICTION.” 
In San Francisoo, on the north side of Folsom 
street, overlooking Mission Bay, stands a pala¬ 
tial residence. 
Tho interior of this house is oven more beau 
tlful Hian its exterior, every apartment being 
in Its way a gem of magnificence and refinement. 
Tbe library especially realizes the most perfect 
ideal of an elegant and cultured home. 
And yet at the moment we look In upon kim¬ 
ono August afternoon, as lie occupied his libra¬ 
ry—the proprietor of all this wealth appeared 
of all men the most miserable. 
He was Mr. Morton Preble, for many years a 
leading banker of San Francisco. 
It was in vain that, tho broad bay-window at 
the south end of the roorrV had boon opened, 
giving ingress to the sunshine and the fragrance 
of rare flowers—In vain that the walls were lined 
with richly carved book-cases and paintings-ln 
vain that sort couches and luxurious chairs had 
been gathered around him. 
He was wretched. 
He lay on a sofa in the depths of the great 
bay-window, tho wreck of a once powerful 
man. His ligure was thin and gaunt; his face 
white as marble, his eyes having an expression 
of woful apprehension, of harrowing anxiety, 
of dreadful expectancy. 
It was evident at a glanee that uo merely 
physical ailment had made him what he was. 
By what wittiering secret, by what destroying 
affliction, had ho boon thus agonized? thus 
haunted? thus hunted? ho so noble and good 1 
be so wealthy and distinguished ! 
Ah lie moved restlessly upon his luxurious 
cushions ttic pretty clock on tho mantel-piece 
struck five, every stroke seeming to fall like a 
hammer upon tho heart of tbe nervous invalid. 
lloarouBedhimself,struggling feebly toasitting 
posture. 
" Oh, will tills fatal day never, never pass?” he 
murmured, “ nor bring us relief?” 
Noticing with a nervous start that he was 
alone, he touched a bell upon a table before him, 
and called: 
“ Helen, Helen! where are you?” 
Before the echoes of this voice had died out 
a step was heard, and his wife entered his pres¬ 
ence. 
“I left you only for a moment, Morton," she 
said, advancing to the banker’s side. " You 
were dozing, I think. I wished to send for tho 
doctor.' 
She was a beautiful woman, of some six and 
thirty years, graceful, with broad, white brows, 
and loving eyes, in which the brightness and 
sweetness of a sunshiny nature were still percep¬ 
tible, under a grief and anxiety no less poignant 
than that evinced by her husband. 
“The doctor!” lie echoed, half reproachfully. 
“l'es, deai\" she said, in a calm aud cheerful 
voice, as she drew a cluar to the side of tho sofa, 
and sat down, stroking the corrugated forehead 
of the invalid with a magnetic touch. *' He will 
bo here immediately. Your last nervou* crisis 
alarmed me. You may become seriously ill!" 
Mr. Preble bestowed an affectionate look upon 
his wife, but said despondently 
u The doctor! He cannot ' minister to a mind 
diseased!' Oh, if these long hours would only 
pass! If I only knew what the day lias yet in 
store for us I” 
“Look up, Morton!" enjoined Mrs. Preble, 
with a reverently trustful glance upward through 
the open window at tho blue sky, and as if look 
ing beyond the azure clouds therein. “Lotus 
appeal from the injustice and wickedness of 
earth to the goodness and mercy of Heaven!" 
The banker gave a low. sobbing sigh. 
“ J cannot look up, Helen,” lie answered, with 
a passionate tremor in his voioe— “ only dowu, 
down at the grave that is opening before me!” 
Mrs. Preble continuod to stroke his forehead 
softly, while she lifted her pale face to the sun¬ 
light streaming into the uparLiuenl 
“Look up, Morton—always look up!" she 
again enjoined upon the invalid. “During all 
these fourteen years of agony, I have not once 
doubted either the goodness or the justice of 
Hea ven. * Blessed are they t hat mourn, for they 
shall be comforted.' 1 believe that wo shall yet 
rejoice more keenly than we have mourned, and 
that we shall come to a glorious c.a.v of joy be¬ 
yond all this long night of sorrow!" 
Tho face of the Invalid lighted up with an an¬ 
swering glow, and ho murmured: 
“ Glorious faith! My wife, you aro indeed a 
blessed comforter! Perhaps, after all, you are 
right!" 
A knock resounded on a side-door at this 
juncture, and the next moment Dr. Hutton, tho 
family physician, for whom Mrs. Preble had 
sent, entered the room. 
Ho was an old man, portly In figure, with 
while hair and board, but with n fresh and 
ruddy complexion, a pair of shrewd blue eyes, 
and with an exuberant boyishness of manner 
that sat well upon him. He had a kind heart 
and a clear head. He approached the sofa, alTer 
greeting tho husband and wife, and lifted tho 
thin, restless hand of tho invalid, fooling his 
puiso. 
“Quite a high fever." be said, after a brief 
pause. " Worrying again, eh, Mr. Preble? You 
aro weariug yourself out. Medicine will do you 
no good so long os your mind is in its present 
condition. I must give you an opiate—” 
“Not now, doctor," interposed tho banker. 
“I cannot—must not—sloop to-day 1 I need to 
be broad awake now, for I cannot tell ut any 
moment wliui the next may bring forth. Iam 
looking for tho culmination of nil my years of 
anguish—for the crowning agony of the whole. 
Perhaps even now— Ah, what was that?’ 
He started up wildly, and then as the sound 
that had disturbed him was not repeated, he 
sank hack again on his cushions, pallid and 
panting. 
The doctor looked at Mrs. Problo with an 
anxious, questioning glance. 
“ It is the anniversary” site replied to his un¬ 
spoken inquiry.—" the anniversary of our loss." 
“ Ah, yes," said the doctor. “ I remember." 
“Yes, it's another of those terrible days," 
cried the banker, in a hollow whisper. “Sit 
down doctor, aud I will tell you the whole story. 
1 can think of nothing else to-day, and am 
almost wild with apprehension and anxiety. 
Sit down." 
Dr. Hut ton drew up a chair and seated him¬ 
self, his face expressing the double solicitude of 
a friend and physician. 
“You knew us fourteen years ago, doctor," 
said Mr. Problo. “ Wo lived then where we do 
now, in a cottage on the site of this great man¬ 
sion. There were but the three of us—Helen 
and !, and our throo-yoar-old Jessie. And it 
was fourteen years ago to ■ day that our little 
Jessie was stolen from us.” 
“ I remember it," said tho doctor,softly. “ Yet 
might she not have been lost, Mr. Preble ? She 
wont out to play In the garden, if I remember 
rightly, and was never seen by you again. She 
might havo strayed away — 
" So we thought for a whole year, doctor,” in¬ 
terrupted t he banker. “ Wo never dreamed that, 
she had been stolen. We searched everywhere 
for her, and offered immense rewards for her 
recovery. I employed detectives, but all to no 
purpose. When our little Jessie ran down the 
stops into that flower-garden,” and he pointed 
to the front of tho house, “as if tbe earth hud 
opened and swallowed her up, we never saw her 
again." 
“She must have found the gate open, and 
wandered out," suggested Dr. Hutton. “ She 
might have strolled down to the waters and been 
drowned.” 
Tho banker fixed his burning eyes upon the 
physician’s lace, and whispered: 
'• I said we never saw the poor child again. 1 
did not say we had not hoard of her. She was 
lost on the Oth of August, 1854. For a year we 
thought her dead. But on the anniversary of 
our loss we received a written message concern¬ 
ing her. * 
“A message! cried Dr. Hutton, starting. 
“A mere soft tv I a single line, in a hand evi¬ 
dently disguised,” said the bunker- “Here it is.” 
He produced a dingy scrap of paper from a 
drawer in t he table, and hold it up to the view of 
the physician, who read as follows: 
’ Augusts, 1855. Jennie, ha,lia! Jessie." 
Dr. Hutton looked, with a puzzled air, from 
the scrap of paper, which he turned over and 
over, to the countenance of the banker. 
‘I can make nothing of this, " he declared. 
“It is merely a dale, with the name of your lost 
daughter. It toils me nothing." 
“Nor did it us, at first," said Mr. Preble. 
“ Then that, name and that date, with the demon 
laugh connecting them, set. us to thinking. A 
whole year wo agonized over the dreadful prob¬ 
lem, and then we received another message, 
which you shall see.’ 
Ho thrust a second slip of paper, Identical in 
shape and appearance with the first, before the 
gaze of Dr. Hutton, who read it aloud; 
“ August It, 1850. Vour Jennie Mil lives." 
The physician started, as if electrified. 
"Alt! this is something definite—something 
decisive,*' he mutt- red. ‘ It convinced you that 
your daughter was still living." 
“Yes. doctor." said Mr. Preble, “and every 
anniversary of ^.ai day lias brought us some 
message. Tho disappearance of the child, mys¬ 
terious as it is. does not seem to me half so 
si range as that the villain who took her away 
oould contrive to communicate with us every 
year since, and always on a particular day - the 
anniversary of that on which she was. stolen — 
without our being able to discover who lie Is. 
And a still greater wonder to mo is what can bo 
his motive. It. seeniaincrvdiblo. Il’ it was stated 
in a novel many people would not believe it. 
But * truth is stranger than fiction.' ” 
Mrs. Preble drew from her husband's breast¬ 
pocket his note-book, opened it to the proper 
page, and presented it to the physician. 
Dr. Ilutlon adjusted Lis spectacles, glanced 
over the page, and then slowly read the group 
of entries aloud. The entry the first year is as 
follows. 
August 9, 1855. Jessie , ha ! ha ! Jessie!" 
Aud tho noxt year it ,s- 
“ AukuwI 9, 1856 Vour Jessie still lives!" 
Aud the next-- 
** Angus* <>, lS.ir She is in good hands’" 
And i he next - 
“Angus* 9. 185S She is well as ever !" 
And the next— 
“August f>, 1859. i sa w her yesterday!" 
Aud the next— 
“ August 9, 1800. 
And the next 
“ A ugust 9. 1801. 
And tho next— 
“August 9, ISO". 
And the next 
“August 9. 1S63. 
And the next— 
“August 9, 186-1. 
And the next- 
*• August 0, 1805 
And the next— 
“ August 8, 1800. 
And last year It is— 
“August 9, 1867. 
And what shall wo 
She's growing rapidly!" 
She continues to do well! ” 
I've seen her again!" 
She's becoming a woman!" 
Your child is thirteen!" 
She's lovelier than ever!" 
She's really charming ’ " 
My reward is at hand!" 
get to-day ? 
Tho physician looked upand fixed his thought¬ 
ful gaze upon Hie bereaved husband aud wifo. 
“ How did theso messages come to you ? ” ho 
demanded. 
“Invariably by post," replied Mr. Preble. 
“ Usually to tho house, but sometimes to tiio 
office 1“ 
“And you have never seen their author ? ” 
** Never!" 
“ The last of them is dated, I see, a year ago 
to-day!” 
“Yes, yes,” faltered tho banker, “aud tho 
time has come for another message. This is the 
Oth of August, 18(181 ” 
“I see,” said Dr. Hutton. “And this is the 
secret of your terrible excitement! You are 
expecting to receive to-day another of theso 
strange messages!” 
There was a brief silence. Mrs. Preble’s hand 
fluttered itt i Is task, and her face grew very pale. 
The banker breathed gaspingly. The physician 
regarded them both in friendly sympathy. 
“ Wo shall hear uf her again to-day,” said Mr. 
Preble; “and what will the massage be?’* 
Tho mother averted her face. Her brave 
hcari faltered as that question echoed in her 
soul. 
“ The writer of these letters is unquestionably 
tlie abductor ol' your child!" said Dr. Hutton. 
“ Have you any suspicion as to his identity?" 
“Not the slightest,” said Mr. Preble. “We 
have puzzled over the problem for many years, 
but we cannot guess who be is.” 
“ Think," said the doctor. “ Have you no 
enemy? I do not mean people with whom you 
are not friendly—every stirring man has plenty 
of these- but a downright enemy! Is there no 
man whom you knew in the East who hated 
you? No one against whom you were called 
upon to testify—no one whom you possibly in¬ 
jured?” 
The banker shook his head. He had asked 
himself all these questions repeatedly. 
“ I have no such enemy, doctor," he answered 
with sincerity of voice and manner. 
“And Mrs. Preble?" suggested the doctor, 
turning to her. “Have you no rejected suitor 
who might be revengeful enough to desolate 
your home?” 
“No," said the lady. “I was married early. 
Morton was my first lover!” 
“This is strange- very strange!” muttered 
tbe doctor. “ You aro not conscious of having 
an enemy in the world, and yet you have an I 
enemy—ft hidden loo- a fiend in human form — 
who is working onl against you a fearful hatred! j 
And you have not tho slightest suspicion as to | 
whom he is? " 
“ Not the slightest,” declared the banker. 
“ Not the slightest!" echoed Mrs. Preble. “My 
husband had a stop-brother who might have 
been capable of this infamy—but he is dead 1” 
“The handwriting is not familiar?” 
“ No. It is merely a rude scrawl, as you see," 
said the banker. “ It suggests nothing — except 
that it is evidently disguised '■ " 
Again there was profound silence. 
“Our child is seventeen years old now," at 
length murmured Mrs. Preble, her voice trem¬ 
bling “ She i$ on the threshold of womanhood. 
No doubt, during all these years, she has yearned 
for us, wherever she may be, as we have yearned 
for her!" 
“ But where is she?” asked the physician—and 
now his voice waB broken by his deep sympathy 
■with the agonized parents. “Where can she 
be?” 
“ Iloaven only knows,” answered the mother. 
'• Perhaps in San Francisco perhaps in some 
rude hut in the interior, with some obscure 
farmer, and under a name that i* not hers! i 
think her abductor would havo carried her to 
some lonely region of the interior, among the 
valleys and mountains Yet I never see a young 
girl in the streets without turning to look at her 
I never hear a girlish voice without listening 
eagerly, half fancying that it may prove the 
voice of my lost Jessie!” 
“Oh, pitying heaven!” sighed Dr. Hutton, 
dashing a flood of tears from his eyes. “Will 
tilts long agony never be over?” 
“ We hope so, and even believe so," answered 
Mrs. Preble, with the firmness of an unfaltering 
trust in Goi s mercy. “ The last message wo re¬ 
ceived from our enemy seems to point to some 
kind of a change. " 
“True," assented Dr. Hutton, looking at the 
message in question, “It. is unlike the others. 
It says that bis reward is at hand.' He means 
either that ho intends to marry your daughter, 
or that lie intends to demand money of you for 
bringing her back—or both." 
“ Wo shall soon know." said Mrs. Preble, with 
forced calmness, "To-day we shall havoanotber 
message, no doubt. What will it he?” 
The banker turned restlessly on his sola, and 
his face grew even paler. 
“ Whatever it is, let it coma!" he murmured. 
“Anything can be bom© better than this awful 
suspense. Let il conic!” 
As if his itnpntkml words had precipitated a 
crisis, ft slop was hoard on tho walk at this mo¬ 
ment, aud tt ring at t lie front door followed. 
“ Another message!" breathed tlie hanker. 
A servant goon entered, hearing a letter, which 
he extended to Mr. Preble, saying: 
“ The bearer is in tho hall." 
With an imger gaze, the banker glanced at the 
subscription of the missive. 
“ It is from him he faltered. 
He tore the envelope open. 
It contained a slip of paper, of well-known 
shape and appearance, upon which was scrawled 
a single line, in au equally well-known hand¬ 
writing, which the banker exhibited to his 
wife and the physician. 
Tlie line was as follows : 
“ August 9, l*t>8. At sir I will call!" 
A shock of wonder and horror shook the three 
simultaneously. 
“Will call!” Cried Mr. Preble, starting to his 
feet, and glaring wildly around. 
“Is coming here?" cried Mrs. Preble, also 
arisiug. 
“ It seems so," said Dr. Hutton, his eyes again 
reverting to the message. "He will be here at 
six o'elock, and see! it is six already J” 
Eveu as he spoke, the clock on the mantel¬ 
piece commenced striking tbe appointed hour, 
and at that instant heavy footsteps resounded 
in the hall, approaching the library. 
“ It is he i" cried the doctor, also arising. 
As the last stroke of the hour resounded, the 
door leading from the hall again opened. 
One loug and horrified glanee cast the banker 
and his wife in that direction, and then she fell 
heavily to tho tioor. 
Jler senaos had left her. The above wo pub¬ 
lish as a specimen chapter. but the continuation 
of this story will bo found only in the N. Y. 
Lodger. Ask for tho number dated December 
4th, which can bo had at any nows office or 
bookstore. If you aro not within roach of a 
news office, you can have the Ledger mailed to 
you for one year by sending three dollais to 
Robert Bonner, publisher, IS;? William street, 
New York. Tho Ledger pays more for original 
contributions than any other periodical iu tho 
world. It will publish none but tho very, vory 
best. Its moral torn! is the purest, and its circu¬ 
lation the largest. Every body who takes it is 
happier for having it. Leon Lewis, Mrs. Harriet 
Lewis, Mrs. Southworlli, Mr. Cobb, Professor 
Peek, Mary Kyle Dallas, Fanny Fern and Mrs. 
Dupuy will write only for tho Ledger, hereafter. 
Mr. Bonner, like other leading publishers, 
might issue three or five papers and magazines ? 
but ho prefers to concentrate all his energies 
upon one. and in that way to make it the best. 
One Dexter is worth more Until three or five 
ordinary horses. 
One science only can one genius fit. 
So vast is art, so narrow human wit. 
Miscellaneous. 
1A7E LIVE IN THREE CLIMATES. 
’ ’ In this conn try we havcaldifferont seasons 
of the year, the temperature of three climates. 
Our Springs and Autumns have a softness amt 
mildness that belong only to the Temperate 
Zones; on r Mid-su turners arc torrid, and our Mid¬ 
winters almost arctic in their frigidity. These 
changes, involving a variation of from ninety to 
cue hundred degrees of Fahrenheit during the 
year, are upon the whole conducive to health aud 
long life, but they tend to entail upon us some 
dist ressing complaints which can only be escaped 
by the exercise of due cn.ro and the use of a 
proper antidote when the system is pro-disposed 
to contract them. The chief and most annoying 
of these disorders is dyspepsia, once supposed to 
bo incurable, but which, since the introduction 
of HOSTTETTBIt’S STOMACH BITTERS, now 
about twenty years ago, has proved to he a per¬ 
fectly manageable disease. 
In the Spring nn<l Fall, but more especially in 
t he Fall, tho symptoms of dyspepsia are generally 
aggravated. The profuse expenditure ot the 
animal liuhls under the burning sun of Summer, 
is apt to leave tin' stomach week and Indolent 
and incompetent to the task ot perfect digestion. 
It requires a tonic which will rouse it from its 
ietbargv ami brace and Invigorate without irri¬ 
tating or inflaming it. This tonic has been pro¬ 
vided In tho wonderful vegetable preparation 
which has replaced in a great measure, all the 
old palhativi stonnerlv prescribed by physicians, 
under tho false idea that the disorder could not 
In* nidiealU cured. The success of HOSTET- 
TER'8 BITTERS Inall the vunetloaof dyspepsia, 
aeutc or chronic, has effectually exploded this 
fallacy, and it is now recommended ns n specific 
for indigestion by some ot most eminent mem¬ 
bers of the medical profession. 
1 XO It TV THOUSAND CASES OF GOODS 
' were shipped from oitr lieuae tn One Year, to 
famine*. clubs and merchants. In every part of the 
country, Irani Maine to Odlforftla. amounting iu 
value to over 
0\B; 3IIIJiIO.\ DOLLARS, 
Our facilities for transacting this Immense busi¬ 
ness are better I It an ever before. Wo have agents 
in ;i.|| (lie principal cities to purchase goods lrom the 
Manufacturers, Importers, and others, for Cash, 
mid often l an Immense sacrifice from the original 
cost ot production. 
Our stock cousists, in part, of the following goods • 
Sliav I*. ninnUels, Quilt*, Cottons. Ging- 
tin ms, Dress Good*. Table Linen, Towels, 
Hosiery. Gloves, Skirts, Corsets, Ac., Ac. 
Silver-Pin ted Ware, Spoons plnted on 
Nickel Silver, Dessert Forks, five-bottle 
plnted Castors, Britannia Ware, Class 
Ware, Table and Pocket Cutlery, in great 
vnriety. 
Elegant French and German Fancy Goods, 
Beautiful Photograph A I bums, the newest and 
choicest styles in Morocco and Velvet Bindings. 
Morocco Traveling Bags, Handkerchief 
nml Glove Boxes, A'c. 
Cold and Plated Jewelry, of the newest 
styles. 
Wc have also made arrangements with some of the 
lending publishing houses, that will enable ns to sell 
the tandartl and latest works of popular authors at 
about one-half the regular price-.—such as Byron, 
Moore, Brio.*. Milton and Tennyson’s Works, 
in full tint and Cloth Bindings,—aud hundreds of 
others. 
These and everything else for 
EE! 
We do not offer a single article of merchandise, 
that can he sold by regular dealers lit our price We 
do not. ask you to buy goods from u» uuIc. n we can 
Mill them cheaper than you can obtain them in any 
other way.—while the greater part ot our goods are 
sold at about 
ONE-HALF THE REGULAR RATES 
We want good, reliable agents In every part of the 
country. By employing your spare tune to form 
clubs and sending us Orders, you cun obtain the most 
liberal com missions, either ill Cush or ylcrclinii- 
d | „. anil all goods sent by us will be a* represented, 
and we guarantee satisfaction to everyone dealing 
with oiir house. 
Agents should collect, ten cents from each customer 
and forward to iis In advance, for Descriptive Checks 
of the good* ive sell. 
The holders of the Cheeks have the privilege of 
either purchasing the article thereon described, or 
of exchanging for any article tmMiilOAod on our ( ut- 
utogue, numbering over ftStl different articles,—not 
one of which can be purchased tn the usual way for 
the same wuney. 
'I‘ho advantages of first sending for Checks are 
these . Wc are constantly buying small tols of very 
valuable goods which are not on our Catalogues, and 
for which we issue Check* till all ure sold ; besides, 
in every large club we will put checks for WATCHES, 
QUILTS, BLANKETS, Duess PATTERN, or some other 
article of value, giving some members of the dab an 
opportunity of intrchining an article for about one - 
quarter of il * value. 
In every order amounting to over $S0,accompanied 
hy the. cash, the Agent may retain $3.00, and lu every 
order $100, f-5.00 may be retained to 
PAY THE EXPRESS CHARGES. 
This offer is more especially to assist Agents in the 
Western and Southern 8* a tea, but la open to all cus- 
COM MISSIONS s 
Agents will be paid ten per cent, lu Cash or Mer¬ 
chandise, when they PILL UP THEIR ENTIRE CLUB, 
for which below we give a partial List of Commis¬ 
sions : 
For a« order of $30, tram a club of Thirty, we 
will pay tho Agent, as commission, 2S yds. Brown or 
Bleached Sheeting, good Dress Pattern,Wool Square 
Slmwl, French Casslinere Pants and \ est Pattern, 
fine, large White Counterpane, etc., etc., or £1 in cash. 
For mi order of 8-50. from a club of Fifty, wo 
will pay the Agent, as com mission, to yds. Sheeting, 
one pair heavy Wool Blankets, Poplin Dress Pattern, 
hanufronjo wool Squttrc Sisiivvl, Stlvcr-cuse AN atoll v 
etc., (itc. % or ff> tn 
For no order of @100. from a club of One Hun- 
drc'd, we will pay tho Agent, as commission, 100 yds. 
good, yard-wide Sheering, coin-silver Hunting Case 
Watch, rich Long Wool Shawl, suit of all-wool trench 
Cur, micro. etc., etc., or 810 in cosh. 
Wo do not employ any Traveling Agents, and cus¬ 
tomers should not pay money to persons purporting 
to ho our agents, unless personally acquainted. 
SEND MONEY ALWAYS BY REGIS¬ 
TERED LETTERS. 
For further particulars send for Catalogues. 
PARKER & CO., 
9S & 100 Summer Su Boston, Mass. 
AW AND BANKING OFFICE. 
i PITKIN C. WRICHT, 
De Witt Clinton County, Iowa. 
Honey loaned for a term of years on unencumbered 
proved Farin'-, at 10 per cent- NET interest, pay- 
le annually. Interest collected when due. Have 
en in business over seven years. Parties having 
mey to invest , please notice- __ 
X WILKINSON, 
'J’RURAL ARCHITECT 
AND LANDSCAPE CARDENER, 
ajz TowNbKNJ* 8 t.Balti more. Mn. 
If! Si Cft AD HOW MADE FROM CIDER, 
V I n RUAlii Wine. Mulitssb© or Uoftjliuin in 10 
hours*, without uslni drugs. For ClrculHra, address 
F. 1 . SAG 1C, Vinegar M aker. Cromwell. Ct._ 
mo THE LADIES. ONE WEEK'S TIME, 
pleasantly employed, will M 
Sowing Manillas. Address COREY D. KELSEY. L-J 
Lexington Ave., New York._ 
I I, T O N ! S 
Fashionable Initial Note Papers 
aud Envelopes, 
Neatly put in Dollar or Half-Dollar Boxes, and sent 
by MAIL, POSTPAIU, to any part of the country on 
rAr»fint of nrice. Scud for & box to 
recept oi price, do ^ E tlLTON & CO., Boston. 
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