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HY JOHN (1. WHITTIER.
I write my mine as one
On fantls hy waves oVrrun,
Or Winter a frosted pane,
i Truces a record vain.
Oblivion's blankness cluims
Wiser and better names,
And well my own may pass
As from the strand or glass.
Wash on, 0 waves of time I
Melt moons the frosty rime 1
Welcome the shadow vast,
The silence that shall last I
When I and all who know
And love me vanish so,
What harm to them or me
Will the lost memory he
If any words of mine,
Through light of life divine,
Remain, what matters it
Whote hand the message writ?
Why should the "crowncr's truest"
Sit on my worst or bent ?
Why she uld the showman claim
The poor ghost of my name ?
Yet, ai when dies a sound
Its rpectrn lingers round,
llanfv iv tnent life will
Leave some faint echo atill.
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A whisper giving breath
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Of praise or.jManie to-tieaiii,
Soothing or siddening such
As loved the'livihg much.
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Therefore wth yearnings vain
And fo'ml t still would taiu
tffA'kiudly Judgment seek,
jAnd wKile.m"y'Word are read,
'""1,-t this at lca-t be Midi . '
"Whate'er his life's defeatures,
lie loved hid follow creatures.
"If, of the Law'n stone table,
To hold bo Vcareo was able
The first grnat precept fast,
lie kept for man the last.
"Through mortal lapse and dullness
What lacks the K'ernal Fulness,
If still our weakness can
Love hini'in loving man 7
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"Ave brought him no despairing
Ol the world's future faring;
In human nature still
Ho found more good than ill.
"To all who dumbly snffered,
His tongue and pen he offered;
His lifu was not his own,
Nor 1 ved for self alone.
"Ho loved the scholar's quiet,
Vet, uot untempted by it,
Or poet's ill earn ol btuuty,
He strove to do his duty.
"Ho meant uo wiong to any,
Ho sought the iood of many,
Yet knew both s.n and folly
May dod forgivo him wholly I"
THET MET A-MATINO.
0, the earth hud imr,
O, my Lovo fair,
Win ii lin and I met a-Maying.
There never a fnco so wwiet nnil bright.
Them wan ni'vur n heart so true and light,
And the earth waa nil in her green anil white,
A'hiii sliu and I met Maying.
In hi r whito and green,
With thu blue between,
When Love and 1 went Msying.
The scent of the hawthorn was in the air,
Aud thu npplu Id ssoms ere eveiywheru,
Ami the birds were buil Hug with happy care,
When Love ami 1 irrif Maying.
It was hand in hand,
Thtouvh thu meadow Innd,
That Love and I went ttniyiny.
And, oh, it was sweet in thu warm June noon,
And evening shadows came far too soon,
' Though wu Icituvd by thu first nuw moon
ll'Ar n Lore aiuf tre-nf flmyiny,
O, the happy day i
O, the pleasant way 1
We've trod since we met Maying ;
The summer lias gou right merrily,
And the robin sings from the larkin tree,
All thu wctld was made for Love and me,
Kor'niy Lote and me to marry in.
, iury A. liarr, in Our Continent,
The WMbw Wlckett's 'Windows.
Mr, Tibbetts was riding (lowly along the
road, thinking for once in a way what a brief
Ufa thil was and how quickly we left it behind
us. Ha had just been making old. Mr, Park
man's will, and it was doubtful if old Mr.
I'arkmau would live until night. The pomp
ous, bustling, dictatory nun was dying, aud
the world would eet along well enouph with
out him, as it would without any .of us. , ,
Ci" ' On peraoo would grieve for him, and that
'? itb.s, very ooVwoQ, would be lc'n!eflt4i his
, sj.eeh. Yeirat.'aga Mf. l'atlunan liad picked
p in the itrreU of New York, on a cold win
ter night, a poor little Italian boy who had
afeeess setit by his padrone toacraps'the violin
M a' blek corner. Mr. I'arkmau had fonhd
that the little fellow was ill-treated, and had
taken lrgalannaaur. to release and adopt
him, and this boy, now grown .bo seventeen,
years old, wis the old man's great pride and
omfoit.
"1 want to give everything to Ludowco,"
he had said to llw lawyer, t'lia deserves, it,
' and I lovo him. My uephew, rialph Vsrner,
would pounce upon everything If I left no
will. No, I should snake one even if I hsd
ever found this boy, I should leave all to
.out chanty. Italph is a brute rich, crredy
contemptible. Ludovico will carry out my
, ideas and du. good wi'h his uioiiey."
So the will was written, and it was now in
, tiia lawyer's bieait pocket to Iw carried to I is
tjSi and hktd up III a cer'aili boi.
' "1 may live fnrtais," said the old nun,
t'aud Kalph iould nuke uo bottcs uf destroy
ipg the will. He's a Lad fallow a wry lud
fellow."
i lllutt)tlit'oor Mr, Parkman'a man hid
told bun that thu dixtor lull said hl iiutei'a
boaia uerv iiuiitUird; that he mild not see
the neat sjurise. No wonder Mr. Tibbetta
felt that th w an unisrUin sortofwoilt
Hut ttie U) s iIomii in the hollow beside the
Old I'll v. lit h bit bene slowly trotted, who
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were making the most of a holiday and some
fire-crackers and other guppowdcry play
things, such as one might fancy Satan had in
vented for his offspring, were troubled with
no grave thoughts or solemn emotions. The
black figure of the lawyer, long and lean,
seated on his quiet old horse, instead of
awakening awe in their small bosoms, aroused
them to deeds of mischief. Suddenly an in
vention resembling a bomb shell, though
smaller and less destructive, hurled through
the sir, hit Mr. Tibbetta in the small of the
back, and exploded. Mr. Tibbetta started;
the horso reared, and in a moment more Mr.
Tibbetts was on his back in the hollow, the
horse a mile away up the road and the will
sticking in the solitary troosebtrry bush that
had decorated the Widow Wickctt'a front
yard door.
Now the WiJow Wickett was one of those
people who are always wretchedly poor, no
matter what is done for them, and though Bhe
had more given her than any other person in
the town, she always had broken panes of
glass in her window and was always patching
them up with patteboard, tin pans and straw
hats. Toddling out shortly after the accident, of
which she heard nothing, being down cellar at
the time, sho found fine piece of stiff pareh
meiit sticking in her hush, and as it was just
the size of two panes of glass, appropriated it
flt once, fastening it well on with many tacks.
As she could not read writing, the names up
on, the Yheetmver struck her eyes, and as for
the fed tape, 'she, .used that for a shoe string
immediately. T ,
'.Meanwhile, down it the' hotel to which he
had beep carried. , Mr. Tibbetts came io him
aclf(ound he was' not greatly Injure 1, ex
pressed his opinii.n of boys in general, and
waited for bis clothes, which were being
brushed for him.
"And, by tho way," cried Mr. Tibbetts,
suddenly, "bring me the document in the
waistcoat pocket, William. It's very valu
able." William could not turn pale; he was the
color of charcoal, but he stared at Mr. Tib
betts. "For ds Lord, masaa, your watch, an' pock
et book, an' penknife an' card case, an' hand
kerchief, is all dere was in de pocket I" said
ho. "Dere wasn't no dockyment dar !"
"A paper a parchment," explained Mr.
Tibbetts.
"Sartingly. I is aware what a dockyment
am, sab," replied William, with proper dig
nity; "but dar wasn't none, sah."
Vain search was made on the road, in the
hollow every w hero. The will was gone.
Sore as he was from his fall, Mr. Tibbetts bad
himself driven back to the Parkman mansion.
Ho arrived there before the sun set, hut old
Mr. l'arkman was already (lend, and all re
wards that were offered failed to bring the
will to light. The Widow Wickett never read
the newspapers.
Tho law had its course. The nephew came
into tho property. The two old servants, who
had been ell provided for by their master,
sought othrr situations. Ludovico was left
without a penny; but he lud a good educa
tion, and Mr. Tibbetts offered him a place in
bis law office, on a salary that saved him
from starving a better salary he
would hau given any other boy. Some
how ho felt himself responsible for tho boys
changed fortuue; and ho never quite pave up
hopo about the will. Hut six months paaicil;
it year two nnd nothing was evir braid of
it.
Now, Mr. Tibbcts had charge of the Van
Noto property, and as every one knew the
Widow Wickett's houpe "as upon it. Sho
tiwnt'd the building, but not the laud, and
paid a modicum of ground-rent. Mr. Van
Noto being very "close," it became every
year some one's painful duty to extract that
small sum from the Widow Wickett. It was
worse than it would have been to extract her
few remaining teeth.
Ludovico wm set at the work this time,
and being young and ..sympathetic, came out
of It quite crushed 'and miserable. At the
tenth visit1, a little pile of the dirtisst bills
and crookedest coins procurable lay at his
Ibow, and the window thus held forth:
"There's your money. Now you've extor
tioned it out of me, take it. It was give me
give by a good lady to put the glass in my
windys and' save ma from rheumatics agin the
winter; but no, Ive uot to suffer now. I
hope you'll think of that when you're warm
as toast iu your feather beds and blankets
yah 1"
' f'lsdeeil!U' nottV cealda't ask it of
you, saia a.wuovico,iaimoss m tears.
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"Look here,!" said the widow. "See my
panes. Tw'o windys. Twelve' panes in each-
Three whole in the lot. This, them boys
broke, and this eracksd unknownst, and this
my elbow want through; and when the stove
pipe fell it went through these four; and this
is them boys Sftainand I put a bit of stick
that) give under It, is the way it was th,ern
went. The cat was on the sill under it at
the time. Ah, well I the Coryner'll have me
this winter."
Ludovico went, away with a swelling heart.
"Ah I" ho sait to himself. "If I were
rich as my dear old friend intended I should
be, I'd pot oppreas the poor."
"There, sir," he said, handing the money
to Mr. Tibbetta, "the wretched eld soul has
paid it, and now she can't have her window!
panes put iu. Shell die ot oold. How cruel
Mr. Van Note is."
"0, Widow Wickett's panes. Wo all
know about them," said Mr- TiblxitU.
They're her atock iu ti a le. Why, lad, they're
a! a a out." '
J"Alwaa I all theae bitter winters I" sighed
Ludovico,
Then a hroic thought possessed him. He
M'ou'd take the money he had saved for a co.it
nd goto the glaiier and buy nine puiea of
g!asaiid some putty and himself mend the
Widow Wickett' windows. And when rlFlo
hours wen" out awsy he sped, earrifd out
his gioil iu'eution, ltd appeared at the
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Widow Wickett Vdoor with his hands full of
glass and smiles of benevolence en hii face,
and annunced bis intention.
The widow was bonified. The broken
windows brought her half her income in char
itable gifts from pitying strangers, but-she
was obliged to submit, and pretend to or
grateful. Sho tat in her rocking-chair, rue
fully looking on, while Ludovico extracted
the old hats and pans, and ripped off the
parchment, and threw the whole outiide the
window into the door yard where the goose
berry bush grew. Happily he worked, and
soon all the windows were restored to their
original condition.
"The Lord's blessin' on you," whined the
widow, meaning something else.
"0, don't mention it," said Ludovico, po
litely. "You musn't wash them until to
morrow, or they will fall out. Oood-by,"
Mrs. Wickett never washed anything, but
she began to meditate on doing it instantly;
and Ludovico mirched away. He would
have no coat, but his contcicnce would not
trouble him.
"0, if I were rich, how good I would be to
to the poor 1" he said.
At this instant something hit his heel
sharply. A blessed breez3 had impelled one
half of the parchmert ho had taken from the
widow's window after him. He stooped and
picked it up. The first thing that struck him
was his own name. Ho looked at it closely.
It was a part of a will in his favor. Bick
flew the boy; the widow was just cramming
the other part under her tea-kettle, hut he
snatohed it from her without a word, and
rushed away. Mr. Tibbetts saw him coming,
and his prophetic soul saw a great revelation
in the boy's pale face.
"What have you got there ?'' he shouted.
Ludovico answered:
"The Widow Wiikett's window panes."
A few days after the widow was in court,
explaining how she camo by such window
panes.
And so the boy came to hie own, and really
is the rich man he dreamed of being as he
daubed the. putty Against the frames of Mrs.
Wickett's windows; and that old lady is well
provided for by the gratitude of the young
heir, who has bought her house for her, fur
nished it, and settled on her an income be
yond her wants; but she keeps an emptv
snuff-box in her pocket, and amiable strangers
are often heard to mention that they gave a
few pennies just now to a poor old soul, who
never could save enough for her one luxury
a pimh of snuff. New York Ledger.
OUT AMD AT HOME.
Mr. and Mrs. Harris were taking tea with
their neighbors, the Joneses, in a friendly
way. Mrs. Harris came over early, bringing
her crochet work, aud the ladies had a pleas
ant chat before the gentlemen onie in to sup
per. They were both from their businets
otllecs, but just as fresh and lively as if there
were no such thing as business cares, those
worrying mus which so often darken a man's
brow when he enters the door of his "aiu
fireside."
"Your husband is always so jolly and good
uiturcd. It mint be quite a pleasure to live
with him," said Mrs. Jones to Mrs. Harris i s
they went to t'ie tablo.
"Yo-es," answered Mrs. Harris, with a
slight hesitation, for she remembered well,
certain littlo things which happened at home
now and then.
"I'm afraid this tea is not strong enough,"
n-inaiked Mrs. Jones as she parsed Mr. Ha
ris his cup. "Do you find it agreeable, Mr.
Ilanis?"
"Oh, delightful, madam!" returned Mr.
II irris, with a bland smili. "Strong tea is
hurtful to the nerves, and keeps one awake at
night, I think."
"This won't at all events," thought Mrs.
Harris, as she sipped the tasteless fluid in her
oup.
"Have a bit more of the steak, Harris,"
said Mr. Jones. "Mollie, it seems to me this
is a little scorched."
'"Yes, it is," admitted Mrs. Jones. "I did
net have very good luok with it this time.
I'm very sorry, too,"
"Oh, it's vsry uicei very nice indeed!
returned cordial Mr. Harris. "I think I will
take another bit, Jones. If there is anything
I like it is steak just a bit scorched. Thank
you; no more of the gravy. These are very
fine biscuits, Mrs. Jones. I believe I must
ssnd my wife over to take lessons of you in
cooking."
Mrs. Harris looked up in some surprise,
blnahed a little, out she did not nttir 'a
word. '
She knew that she wss a much better cook
than Mrs. Jooea wm, and at heme Mr.
llama was not accustomed to be so very
polite. , ; -
Mrs. Jones wu greatly nattered. "Yob. 're
very good, I'm sure," she simpered. "I caw'
generally cook; but it seems- to me that
I have the very worst lock when I have
company."
Mrs. Harris thought that Mrs. Jones had
met with bad luck this time, for the oake wm
heavy and the preserves had soured; but Mr
Harris praised up everything, and be ne
eUred that he had enjoyed his sapper im
roensely. ,
"If he would only be m ptaunt M that at
home !" sighed little Mrs. Harris as she
walked through the street with her huaband
after they had taken leave of their friends.
But she knew it would be useless to say s
won. Coaxing would be lost in this cue,
aud scolding nover accomplished anythiug.
Hitii-rver, her woman's wit set to work ts
teach that butband of hers a severe
leaton, and after a time she found out the
w iv.
The uext cvjuine sapper wm ready when
Mr. Harris came home, and was just as near
a counterpart of the supper at Jones' the night
bjfore, weak te, seKrched bee'atrak, biscuit
outy moderate, hray rake and sinr pre
seiv a But M-s 11 arm ai all oil in and
seieiuly unconscious.
"Come Mamie, Georgia, supper is ready
and papa has enme," has come," she said, call,
lng the two children, who came bounding in
from thtir play.
"Hone yo've got something good. 1 m
awful hungry!" Master George exclaimed,
hile his little gentle sister Mamie answered
him :
"I's 'shamed of you, Georgie! Mammas
suppers are always good." Mamma listened
but said nothing, only poured papa a cup ol
tea.
"Humph! is this tea or dishwater?" wm
his remark as he tasted it.
"Yon told Mrs. Jones strong tea hurt you,''
said Mrs. Harri, quietly.
"Urn well yes, I did ?" said Mr. Ham,
taken somewhat aback, "but I didn't mean
nrh weak stuff M this. The steak is
burned, too. It isn't fit to eat such
trash !"
"You told Mrs. JoneB you were fond of
scorched meat," remarked Mrs. Harris, as
quietly us before.
Mr. Horn's colored.
"Well bat I not m black as this,
though. Haven't you good any light bread !
These biscuits are not quite as good as
usual."
Mrs. Harris brought a slice of bread and
Hid it heside his rdate. He took it without
saying a word,
"Why, rra, what ails your cake!" asked
Georgie, as he took a bite of a huge Blice.
"It's heavy as lead, that's what's the mat
ter with it !" snapped Mr. Harris.
"You said Mrs. Jones' cake wm delightful,
and it wss no better than this," said his wi'e,
in tones perfectly even and unruffled.
"Oh, pshaw!" ejaculated Mr. Harris. "I
don't like to eat such things at home, anyhow.
And seems to me these preserves don't taste
just right. I believe they are soured."
"I believe they are a little, replied Mrs.
Harris, coolly.
"What did you put them on for, then? I
think this is a delightful meal, I do not a
thing that is fit to eat!"
"I'm sorry if I didn't please you. 1 tried
to, especia'ly," said Mrs. Harris as coolly as
before.
"Tried to!"
"Yes. You said you were going to send
me over to take lessons in cooking of Mrs.
Jones. I took them at home, that s all. But
I don't seem to sueceed as well as she did."
"What on earth do you mean, Sue!"
"Don't you see? If you think yon will see
that I have given you to-night just about what
she gaye us last night. But then, you remem
ber, you prused everything until Mrs. Jones
was perfectly satisfied."
"Bosh, Suel Don't you know that was for
tho sake of politeness."
"Oh, was it! Well, then we are to teach
our children that politeness is only for compa
ny use, and not necessary at home."
"Why, no, of course not."
"Then, if not, isn't it just as important to
wear a smile and a kind face, and try and ex
cuse little accidents at home, as when we are
visiting! And if we don t grumble all the
time we are among those who are mere btrang
era, have we a ri(.ht to make those wo love
best miserable by doing so all the time ct
home?"
Mr. Harris was not going to own that he
was beaten. What man would?
But he came around to hii wife's chair and
nave her a kiss, a thing a little unusual itself,
since his lover days were over, and said:
"You're a first Mte little preacher, Sue.
I'll lend you to the church next year." And
nffhe went.
But the lesson was not lost, for Mrs. Harris
n ho feared that perha s she had said too much
and done harm instead of good, heard far less
crumbling, and got many more smiles at home
as the days went on, and Mr. Harris seemed
dispsed to fall into his old ways, she would
only say, archly:
"Hadn't we better take tea with the Joneses
again?" and he wu on his guard at once.
There are very many more Mr. Harrises at
home who might do well to lay the lesson to
htart also.
Let us humbly hope they will.
WASHINQTOH TERRITORY.
From Montana to Spokan Falls-Lake Fend
d'Oreille and the Northern Timber Belt.
Northern Idaho is in reality a part of Wash
ington Territory. It belongs to Washington
hy right ot geographical location, and it is
only a question of time when the, two shall
become one. The Cusur d'Alene aad Bitter
Root mountains are a standing protest agsjinst
the polioy which separates, east ,WMhington
from Northern Ldsho, for, .they barn a clean
OMaupanseoX country M faras.jtbe Cm
cadtfj bounded. by ftay British jipsaoaajnns On
Ibejnasth and by.fhs.Otgooliospaj the. south.
1 ngiog prospectively to ene political division,
w e ahMl first speak of its portion from the east
Idaho line to Spokan Falls.
Leaving Cabinet landing, Montana, the N.
P. R. R. eutera the Territory of Idaho and
curls around the head of the fam us Lake
Pend d'Oreille. The Pend d'Oreille is the
most picturesque feature of the whole upier
country. Its mirrored surface, flashing inthe
summer light reflects a thousand beauties of
akv and forest. The pine-c'ad shorts are in
dented by numerous uuexpb red bays and es'
tuarics, affording delightful retreat for the
aniatrur fresh water niauer, litre docks and
geere; and a little way back from the beach
deer an 1 bear.are found in abundance, while
the limpid waters are fairly alive with mettle
some trout. In summer the Pcnd d'Orville
a second St Clair, as Lake St. Clair was
years ago. Iu winter, however, its wiud
swept surface is dangerous even to the moat
expel ienced sailor.
Kllisport, near the head of the lake, ia the
tirt stitiou after crotsiuc. the line. Ellitport
is rlready an enibrvo watering iace, and s
aeon aa the unrtvr country Ucoinea a litt'e
j more settled, it will be a great favorite. What
J& ?k2
a delightful resting spot it will bo for the
weary, dust stained, overland t urist. A
day's duck shooting on Pcnd d'Oreille would
rejuvenate the most dj speptic traveler, ana
send him off fresh and eager to see the great
beyond.
Leaving Kllisport, we come next to Sand
Point, an ideal frontier town of say 200 in
habitants. Sand Point is little more than a
trading post m yet, but it may develope some
ery imporeant interests. Northern Idaho's
products are chiefly lumber and minerals, the
latter being found principally on tho shores of
Pend d'Oreille and of Claik's Fork of the Co
lumbia, which empties into the lake nearSand
Point. The town, therefore, hM become a
kind of head-centre for prospecting sperations
You cannot be there long without being taken
aside by some broad-chested, full-bearded old
Comatocker, who will tell you in a confiden
tial whisper that he has struck something,
very big, and that he will let you into it if
you will keep quiet about it, etc., etc. The
truth of the matter is that very rich ledges,
both of gold and silver, have been found, but
that none of them have as yet paid to work.
The amount of prospecting done, however, is
entirely disnroportionato to tho amount of
mineral discovered, and it is the opinion of
many experienced miners that there are rich
and deep deposits of ore all through this sec
tion. Besides the minerals, many good sized
marble and granite ledges have been discov
ered. Some of the latter are undoubtedly
very valuable, the stone being of the finest
and purest quality.
But, after all, the chief staple of the north
ern country is its lumber. Down on the great
rolling prairies of the Columbia plateau, hous
es and Btores may be built, aud Idaho must
furnish the material. Her pine forests,
stretching over the whole northern area, af-
ord an ample supply to the farming country
below. The chief trouble lies in tho expense
of getting it do n, but that is less than the
cost of importing fir lumber from the sound,
even after the Cascade branch the N. P. R.
R. is completed. Dry Lake, therefore, which
is the first station we come to after leaying the
Pend d'Oreille, and which is the center of
milling operations in the upper country, is
likely to be quite an important point in the
near future. It has several large mills in ac
tive operation, working away behind their
order books, so large is the demand for lum
ber. A few miles below Dry Lake lies the town
of Wcstwood (or "Rathdrum," as it was for
merly called), the large -t and most prepossess
ing place in Northern Idaho. Tributary to
Rathdrnm is theCoeurd Alene country, named
from Cceur d'Alene Lake, which lies ten or
twelve miles south of the town. Tho lake is
even a greater favorite with spoitsmen than
Pend d'Oreille. The timber surrounding it
is of exceptionally, good quality. Across the
west Idaho line from Rathdrum we begin to
ne ir tho open country. Gradually the forest
breaks and the trees become visible only in
patches; next come open, gravelly praiiics,
on which herds of horess are grazing, and last
ly the train draws up at Spukau Falls, and wu
know that we have reached the great farming
region of the Columbia plateau at last.
riiAT horses do not rise en mane against
their common turturc is an argument in their
favor, past all praise. The pathetic patience
with which they bear their blows and restrain
their heels is something to touch auy hcait
but that of a brute in human shape.
PORTLAND
BUSINESS COLLEGE.
(Old "NATIONAL," Established 18M.)
28 Front Street, bet. Wasbins, ton and Aider
POBTLAIias OKEGOX.
A. P. ARMSTRONG Prinsipal
J. A. WESCO, Penman and Secretary
An Institution drained for the practical
educatkm ol both sexes.
Admitted oa any weak day ol the year. No tm
tlon at any tune, and ne eimmlnatloa
en entering.
Behelarshlp, far Full Baslaesa Coarse, He.
PEN WORK
0( all kinds executed to order at reasonable
Satisfaction guaranteed.
The College Jeanaal, coaUluIng Inloreaattsti of
tho course ot study, wbu to enter;, turn Kquuee,
coat el board, eta, sad cuts el oraanieatal peossaa
ship, from the pen ol Prof. Wesco, seat free.
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Lock Box 104, Portland, Oiegee,
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Dispels nervous depression
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and gives abundant sus
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nerves.enrichcs the blood.
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Keeps off all chills, fevers,
and other malarial poison.
Will infuse with new life
the weakest invalid.
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For six years I have been a great
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