Get Rid of Scrofula r Bunches, eruptions. Inflammations, sore ness of the eyelids and ears, diseases of the bones, rickets, dyspepsia, catarrh, wasting, re only some of the troubles it causes. It Is a very active evil, making havoc of the whole system. Hood'sSarsaparilla Eradicates it, cores all its manifestations. and builds tip the whole system. Accept no substitute. A Scholar's Advice. The German historian, Trofessor Theodor Moinmsen, was noted for the facility with which he acquired lan- Siages. The tongues of modern Eu rope as well as the classics were to him not studies, but the familiar tools of his deadly work. An American reporter who was in terviewing him a few years ago asked to have a certain reference put Into English, as he did not read German well. "Not read German well? And you a lournalist?" exclaimed the savant "I do not see how it is possible. Young man, German Is one of the four neces sities for a student The other three are English, French and Italian. With out them you can never know the ten dency of modern thought If you have them not do not rest until you have learned them all." Mr. Albee's Opinion. Alpine, Cal., June C llr. T. 1,1. Al bee, our postmaster has expressed an opinion based on his own experience which will no doubt be of interest to many. Mr. Albee is a man of few words, but his well known truthfull nees and uprightness of character adds much weight to any statement be makes. He says: "The first box of Dodd's Kidney Pills that I used convinced me of their good qualities and I used altogether four boxes with the very best results. I can heartily recommend this remedy." This voluntary expression of opinion will doubtless find an echo in many homes in Califronia for Dodd's Kidney Pills have been making some miracu lous cures in this state. From the evident already published it seems safe to conclude that this med icine will be found to be a perfect cure for Rheumatism, Urinary trouble, Backache and any and every form or symptom of Kidney Complaint. Done to a Crisp. A small boy was undressing the oth er evening before the open Are In his nursery, says the New York Tribune. His mother gave him his nightshirt and told him to hold It to the fire to warm. She left the room for a minute, but returned quickly when she heard the boy say to his father: "Papa, Is this shirt done when If s brown?" IMPORTANT TO THRESHERMEN. An Account and Note Book of 25 Pages Sent Free to Any Address. The A. H. Averill Machinery Co., of Portland, Ore., whose advertisement is to be found elsewhere in this publica tion, have prepared for distiibution among threshermen a thresherman'e ac count and note book of 25 pages. This book will be mailed to threshermen free of charge, by addressing the above named company. 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T.OWQM, Mam., am oroirinRTii for Poor Hair MASTER OF THE MINE By Robert ,M..l..M.l.M"M"M"W QQO CnAPTEK III. Madeline Graham faded at once and forever out of my boyish existence. I neither saw nor heard from her directly; but some months after her arrival in her distant home, there arrived a wonderful parcel, full of dried fruits, nuts and other foreign edibles, addressed, in the hand I knew, to "Master Hugh Trelaw ney," at Munster's. My schoolmates laughed wildly on its arrival. I distrib uted the more perishable fruits among them, reserving a very little for myself for I had no heart to eat. I stored up many of the nuts in my trunk, till they were quite moldy and rotten. When I was obliged to throw them away, I seemed to cast away at the same moment all my hope of seeing my dear little love again. I remained at Munster's until I was fourteen. In all these years I never for got Madeline, never ceased to mention her name every night when I prayed by my bedfide, never relinquished the thought of some day sailing across the ocean, and looking on the dear bright face again. I found myself reading im aginative books and writing verses of which early compositions, be certain, Madeline was the chief and never-wearying theme. I had taken tolerable advantage of Munster's tuition, and was sufficiently well grounded lu the duUUa of an ordi nary English education. I had, more over, a smattering of Latin, which, in my after struggle for subsistence, turn ed out very useful. I should have pro gressed still further under the care of my schoolmaster, but at this period one morning 1 received the startling intelli gence that my father was dead, and that I was left alone in all the world. Mrs.. Munster came into my bedroom and handed me a packet with a crepe band on the left arm; she also pointed to a cap which ehe had brought In with her, and said: "You must wear this one now, Hugh," I ventured to inquire whether I was to see my poor father in his coffin or to follow him to the grave. The tears came Into the woman's eyes, and she took my hand. 'You will never see him again," she said; "never. He died in America, and was buried before we received the news. But you are a brave boy," she added, "and must not grieve." "Mrs. Munster," I said, nlteously. "what is to become of me?" "I don't know, my dear," she replied; "your poor father has not left you a six pence. . . Hugh," she added, sudden ly, "have you any relations?" "No," I replied, "not one." "No uncles, or aunts, or cousins?" per sisted Mrs. Munster; when suddenly I exclaimed : "Yes, Mrs. Munster; now I remember, I've got an aunt. At least I had an aunt; but she may be dead, like father." "Let us hope not," said Mrs. Munster. "Well, my dear, tell me where she is to be found." "I've heard father speak about her. She was my mother's sister, and her name is Martha Pendragon and ehe lives at St. Gurlott's, Cornwall." Mrs. Munster wrote it down. " 'Mrs. Martha Pendragon, St. Gur lott's, Cornwall.' It looks promising, as I dare say St. Gurlott's is a very small place. Make yourself as contented as you can for a few days, my dear. I will write to the lady and ask her what she means to do." I could do nothing else but wait, and I accordingly did so. At the end of four days I saw Mrs. Munster receive a let ter, open it, read it and glance strangely at me. "It is from your aunt, my dear," she said, "from your Aunt Martha." I wanted to hear more, but Mrs. Mun ster again turned her attention to the letter. Presently her husband came into the room, and she handed him the letter. I saw hun start at sight of it, read It twice, and then glance, as I thought, half pityingly at me. ' "I suppose it's all right," he said, turning to his wife; "the boy must go." "Well," she said to me, "I suppose your Aunt Martha is better than nobody, my dear she seems a good-natured sort of person, and is quite willing to give you a home; but it seems a pity to take you from school before your education is complete, and if we could find anoth er relation who would let you stay here It would be much better for you. She has fixed Thursday as the day on which you are to go to her; therefore, my dear child, I see no help for it; you must leave us!" Thus It was settled. On the Thursday morning, I, accompanied by my small stock of luggage, started on my travels, and saw the last of Munster's. CHAPTER IV. I Journeyed by a small steamer as far as Falmouth, and thence by road to St Gurlott's-on-Sea. I was conducted to the boat by Mrs. Munster. On arriving at Fahnouth I was met on board by a rough-looking person, who informed me that he had been deputed by "Missus Pendragon" to convey me and my be longings to St. Gurlott's. What manner of man he was I could scarcely tell, beyond realizing the fact that be was of tremendous height, that he wore a white beaver hat, and that his figure was wrapped in an enormous frieze coat He gave a glance at me, and then said nl a peculiar pipy voice: "Oome, lad, gle's the tip about your boxes, and we'll move on; the mare's got a journey afore 'un, and we'm best nawt be later' I moved aft, .and pointed out to him my little trunk. lie look4 at It In much Buchanan. the same way as a giant might look at a pebble, put it quietly under his arm, ana moved off again, inviting me to fol low. We crossed the gangway, and came on to the quay. The waeon was roofed with black tarpaulin, and on the side u as paintea, in large white letters, "John uuaa, earner, St. Gurlott's. On coming up to the vehicle, my con ductor paused and disposed of my trunk, then, turning to me with a "Come, young master, jump in," he gave me a . lift which summarily placed me inside and on the top of my box: then, before I had time to recover myself, I felt that tne wagon was jolting along. We soon left Falmouth behind us, and were moving cumbrously along the high road. Looking to the right and to the left I could see nothing but undulating sweeps of land, bleak and barren, with the stony highway stretching before us. We were traveling westward, evidently, and, as far as prospect went, we might be going forward into the Desert. There was not a cart or horse or human being to be seen anywhere. It was past midday, and the sun was as hot as it had been any day that sum mer. As I felt it scorching my face and head, I looked at my companion, and marveled again. His huge ulster coat was buttoned up to his chin, and his great round face was shaded by his broad felt hat. He win by no mean a bad-looking man, and he was still young only five-and-thirty, or thereabouts. His skin was tanned and weather beaten, and his eyes were fixed upon the mare with his habitual dreamy stare. Sud denly he turned his glance slowly upon me, and said: "I reckon you knaw a deal? I won der naw, whether you can write?" I answered with some decision that I certainly could, at which I thought his face fell. "Poetry, naw?" he inauired. "Warses like?" I replied that though I was able to write a capital hand, I had only once or twice aspired to original composition; at which he chuckled delightedly, then, fixing his eyes with a fascinating glare upon my face, he repeated in a high. shrill voice the following lines: "To Missus Pendragon, who's always so Dleasant. John Kudd, of St Gurlott, brings this little present May her life be as sweet as best sugar can be, And the only hot water be mixed wi ner tea!" "What do you think o that?" he asked anxiously. "Very good," I replied. "Where did you read it? In a book?" "I didn't read un, master. I wrote 'un," he replied. "Leastways, I should ha' wrote 'un if I could write. Naw, you'm a smart chap, pr'aps you could take them lines dawn?" "Of course I could," I replied. Where upon I produced a pencil from my waist coat pocket, and, asking Mr. Rudd to repeat the verse again, I transcribed it on the back of an old letter. "Do you make much poetry?" I asked. "A goodish bit," he replied, "least ways, I should if I'd alius a smart 'un like you at hand to take 'un down. 'Tis a gift. It all began when I were a lad, a-driving up and dawn Falmouth way wi' father. Then I used to hear the old wagon go 'turn to turn' alawng the road, and the warses they came and kept time. To think o' the thousands of bootiful pomes I ha made; they'd make a wal lum; and I've got 'em all here in my head, thick as bees in a beehive, all a buzzing together, one atop a' t'other." "Do you live at St. Gurlott's, Mr. Rudd?" "Iss, young master; I drives this here van three times a week to Falmouth and back." The warm day was succeeded by a cold evening, and with the darkness had come rain. I was glad to follow John Rudd's example, to wrap myself well up In my overcoat. We Jolted on, covering what seemed to roe an Interminable space. The darkness rapidly increased, the rain continued to fall, and, worn out with fatigue, I fell into a fitful doze. I was dimly conscious of the wagon rolling on, of occasional disjointed re marks, rhythmical lu character, when John Rudd's voice aroused me. "Wawk up, young master," said he; "we'm gettin' pratty nigh your place." I roused myself and looked about me, but there was nothing to be seen. Dark ness encompassed us on every hand; the wind was sighing softly, making a sound like the distant murmur of the sea. Pres ently the wagon stopped. The carrier jumped down; then he gave a peculiar whistle as he went round to the hack of the wagon to haul out my trunk. The darkness was suddenly penetrated by a light, which seemed quite close to us, and a man's voice called out in a broad coun try dialect: "Be that you, John Rudd?" "Iss, mate," returned Rudd. "You kntch hold o' the young gentleman. I ha gawt the bawx." "Be this the lad?" asked the voice, as I felt a heavy hand laid upon my shoul der. "Waal, my lad, you be welcome to St. Gurlott's." The hand kept hold of my shoulder and led me along. The next thing I be came conscious of was standing upon the threshold of an open door, and of the voice of my guide saying heartily: "Yar he be, Martha!" I found myself standing in the middle of a quaint Cornish kitchen. The indi vidual who had led me was a tall, broad ly built man, dressed in a red-stained 'suit of coarse flannel His hands were big and broad 'and very red, his head was thickly Covered With ennrso hlanlr hair and he spoke the broadest of Cornish , dialect in a voice of thunder. Having finished my inspection of number one, I glanced at number two namely, my , aunt, ehe was a comelv lookinz wom an of forty, very stout and motherly in appearance. She wore a cotton dress, a large coarse apron, and a curious cap. My amazement at the sight of these two individuals was so strong that I could scarcely force my lips to utter a word ; but if mv surnriHp wna rrronr theirs seemed greater. After the first glance at me, they looked uneasily at one another, the genial smiles faded from their faces, and the words of welcome died upon their lips. A pleasant interruption to all this was John Rudd, who at this moment came in with my trunk upon his shoulder and placed it down on the kitchen floor. Then he made a dive into the voluminous folds of his coat and produced a packet. "That be for you, missus," said he; "a little present, wi' a suitable inscrip tion o' my awn making." "Thank you Mr. Rudd," returned my nunt, taking the packet "You'm very kind." "Read the warses, missus; read the warses!" said Mr. Rudd, whereupon she proceeded to do so. It was a proud moment for John Rudd; he seemed to expand with pleas ure. And though to all intents and pur poses he was gazing upon Mrs. Pen dragon, he rolled one eye round my way, as if to watch the effect upon me. When the reading was done, he smiled affably, while my uncle brought down his open hand heavily upon his knee. "Waal done. John, waal done!" rrled my uncle, heartily; while another voice one wnicn I then heard for the first time, said: "Oh, Mr. Rudd, what beautiful poetry you do write!" At the sound of the voice, all eyes, mine among th rest. WPrP turned iinnn the speaker, whom I discovered to be a lime girl somewhat about my own age, so pretty aid so quaintly dressed, she looked like a little Dresflpn china Chan. herdess. "Wha, Annie!" said my aunt. "I declare I'd forgot all nhonr Ve!" my uncle added. '"Come yar, my lass. and say how do ye do to yer cousin!" At this, the little girl eam forward and, gazing earnestly at me, timidly of fered me her hand. Suddenly. John Rudd. who hn noon fumbling about his coat again, produced anocner pacKet. which he this time, haml- ed to my cousin. She opened it, and found it contained a brightly colored shawl and a sheet of foolscap, on which some lines were npnnpil Knnwlnv Aiv Rudd's weakness, Annie proceeded to reaa tne lines: "To Annie Pendragon, who charms all beholders, John Rudd, of St. Gurlott's, sends this lor her shoulders; That she'll always be happy, in sunshine and in flood, 'Tis the wish of her friend and admirer, J. Kudd." Havinir rend rh coreo. AnnU foil volubly admiring them and the shawl; but Mr. Rudd, feeling the praise too much for him, gleefully took his depart ure. He paused at the door, however, to give me a Inst: look, unrl tn bthmu a wish that we should become better ac quainted. The moment he was again concentrated upon me. My auni iook a gooa look: at me, trying to find traces of mv mother inH f.rtiu. In my face. My uncle discovered I was ootn wet ana cold; while Annie said: "Why don't VOU Clve him his Biinno. mother? I'm sure he must be hungry aner tnat long ride wi' Mr. Rudd." Annie'S SUITZPRtinn wna nrinnart nnA we all sat down to supper. While I ate, i naa leisure to look about me. The kitchen was large and homely in the ex treme, with a clean stone-nnvpH flnni. Ko neath the great black rafters above, from which hung flitches of bacon, bundles of tallow candles, and divers articles of at tire, ine ingle was great and broad, With Seats Within It. formed nf black oak, and the fire burned ou the open hearth. In one corner was a recess, with curtains, containing a bed, which I afterward discovered for the night. very little was said or rlnno that- Ing. If I was nstonifrhpri nr the r,ht n my relatives, they were equally so at the signt or me. a sort of constraint came UDOn US all. I wns not nnrru tn find fli-ot they were very early people, and thbt at ten o ciock tney retired, and left me to make myself nn rnmfnrrnhlo no T ,,i,i . .... ........ u A vvum in the press-bed in the kitchen. (lo be continued.! Passed 'Km Up. Cholly I say, Fweddy, let's go and consult a spwlrlt medium. Fweddy What foh, old chappie? Cholly Why to aw talk with ouah ancestahs, doncher know. Fweddy Couldn't think of It, chap py, old boy. My ancestahs were deu cedly common twade people, d'know, and weally I don't care to wecognlze them. Influence of Candy. "Have they any candy in heaven. mamma?" asked little 4-year-old Flos sie, who was. slowly recovering from a serious Illness. "I think not, darling," replied her mother. "Well," continued the little Invalid. "I'm awful glad we've got a good doctor." An Kxtra Seaaion. Grace Our literary coterie is to meet twice a week. George What's the extra session for?" Grace Oh, we need one meeting to read, and one to talk. A World-Wide Reputation. Wherever men are there will be ill ness and wherever people are ill, Dodd's Kidney Pills will be found a blessing. Solely on their merits have they pushed their way into almost every part of the civilized world. Their reputation as an honest medicine that can always be relied on has been built up by the grateful praise of those who have been cured. The two follow ing letters indicate . just how the repu tation of this remedy knows no geo graphical bounds. The sick and suffer ing all over the world are asking for Dodd's Kidney Pills. Dear Sirs: I have been suffering for some months from a Kidney com plaint. The doctor who attended me has recommended me to take your Pills, "Dodd's Kidney Pills." After two boxes I got some relief. But un fortunately I have not been able to go on with the treatment, being unable to find any Pills in Cairo. The chemist who sold me the two boxes has informed me that be had sent an order for some, and has been keep ing me waiting for more than one month. This is the reason why I am writing to you to request you to have the goodness to send me by return of poet six boxes for which 1 will pay aa soon as I receive them from the poet. Kindly let me know at the same time where your branch agency in Egypt is to be found. Thanking you in antici pation, MOHAMED RACHED, "Immeubles Libres de l'Etat," Office of the Minister of Finance, Cairo, Egypt. Dear Sirs: I want to purchase six boxes of Dodd's Kidney Pills, but I don't know exactly where to apply at Buffalo or London. I suppose they can be sent by express or registered mail from either place. Please advise me of how to proceed in order to get the pills without delay. Yours truly, J. P. SIMONSON, Viborg, V., Mark, Denmark. One on John Kernell. The late John Kernell, the Irish come dian, liked in his prime to go back to Ireland, whence he would often bring material, gathered in alehouses and on the high roads, that afterward served him well in dialogue upon the stage. Kernell once said at a little supper party in Boston that he had met on a summer day in Galway an Irishman driv ing a horse so thin that it staggered as it walked. "Why don't you put more flesh on that nag?" Kernell exclaimed, indignantly. "More, is it?" the Irishman answered. Why, by the powers, don't you see that the poor creature can hardly carry what little there is on him now?" New York Tribune. Mothers will And Mrs. Winilows's Soothing Syrup the best remedy to use lor their children during the teething period.. Equality is the share of everyone at their advent upon earth; and equality ia also theirs when placed beneath it Enclos. "Keeley liouor-morphine-tobaccoI .12 Cufe HWTS PERMANENTLY CURED! TOR FULL PARTICULARS I Dara tat IfCTLEY INSTITUTE.- PO1TLA.NP.0We. I Nearly all negro babies are whit when born, and so continue for weeks. When a woman has reached the age of forty-two in Japan, and is unmarried, the authorities pick out a husband for her, and compel them to marry. Thia plan reduces the number of old maids, but forces many men to suicide. riTQ Permanently unraa. Voflta or nervousness fl 10 after first day's use of Dr.Kllne'sUraatNerv Efif 1i,r-5f.nd for Fre tri' bottle and trettlaa. lit. H. H. Kline. Ltd..Sif Area bU. PhluwUlpuU, i y . Running Expenses. Mistress Want more wages? X thought you were being very well paid, considering that I do about half the work. Domestic You forget, mum, how much it costs me fer advertisiu' fer new situations. liww id luui. vm.uu iu uiib bhcudu or me country than all other diseases put together, and until the last few years was supposed to be Th. I. .H r.t...k I. .VI .1 - a . . iiiuui.uid, rur a ijfcKtiaoDj yearsuoctors pro- remedies, and by constantly fulling to cure with local treatment, pronounced it incurable. Science has proven catarrh to be a const! tu- Hnn.l ,1 i n i un .t tt.ai.Arn.... . . I ..... tlonal treatment. 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