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THE FARMEK.
The king may rule o'er land and tea,
The lordmay have right royally.
The soldier ride in pomp and pride,
The tailor roam o'er ocean wide,
But thi, or that, whate'er befall,
The farmer lie must feed them all.
The writer thinks, the poet sinqs,
The craftsmen fashion wondrous things,
The doctor heals, the lawyer pleads,
The miner follows the precious leads,
But this, or that, whate'er befall,
The farmer ho must feed them all.
The merchant lie may buy and Bell,
The teacher do his duty well,
But men may toil through busy days,
Or men may stroll through pleasant ways,
From king to beggar, whato'er befall,
The farmer he must feed them all.
The farmer's trade is one of worth,
He's partner with the sky and earth,
He's pattner with the sun and rain,
And no man losos for his gain,
And men may rise, or men may fall,
But the farmer ho mutt feed them all.
The farmer dares his mind to speak,
He has no gift or place to seek,
To no man living netd he bow;
Tho man who walks behind the plow
la his own master, whate'er befall,
And king or beggar, ho feeds us all.
SEEKING THE LIGHT.
A roso tree climbed by tho window side,
Coronaled over with green ;
And ambient kiBses ot sunlit May,
And crystal dews at the close of day,
Wooed tho pearly buds that, folded, hide
The crown of tho summer's queen.
Under the floor so damp and cold,
Under the floor in tho dearth and mold,
A itrong root ran that felt the life
Of the outbido world with beauty rife ;
And It pushed a tendril up to see
If any chanco of growth could be.
Kot a glint was there of sun or dew,
Not a gleam of lilit the darkness through ;
But cobwebs and clay, and pebbles and (hut ;
It must grow through these, if grow it must.
The roses bloomed by tho window side
Creamy and sweet and fair
The royal crown of a royal June
The good of a summer's golden noon ;
Cups of tho gilds', distilling wide,
Ambrosia on the air.
Up through the steps of Btono so cold
Up through the steps a tale was told
Ot life that would livo because it must,
Of life and growth in clarkutss and dust ;
For a green Itaf smiled at tho blossoms rare
Showering their glory everywhere ;
And more to mo than the roses' goid
Was the wealth of prase ono leaf could hold.
All, leaf so brave, how many there bo,
Iu human lite, Bcuking life like then !
Our Continent.
Beautiful eyes nro thoio that show
Beautiful thoughts that bum below;
Beautiful lips are those whose words
Leap from the heart like song of birds;
Beautiful hands are those that do
Work that is earnest and brave aud true,
Moment by moment the wholo day through.
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The Palace of Truth.
lUelmrd Turner, a luwyor, let us lioiio
of future fume, ivtuininn homo tho other
(light in an tinonviulily hud humor, found
it ccrtuiit little note awaiting him on Ilia
jniuUk'lieeo. It had just come, his land
ludy said, and slowly teariiiK open the en
velope, Diek read as follows :
"MY DiiahMh. TiMiNiiH: Many thanks
for your lovely llowejs, which have lieon
greatly admired. It was like your
thoug'litfuhioss to leinemher my liiithday
when 1 hail almost forgotten it myself.
I wan to sorry to miss your eall this after
noon. Sincerely youis,
' KuntKNCi: Ki:i)ii'i:it."
A very gracious little note, hut for some
reason it appeared to utUml its reader hut
small satisfaction. Dick lead it twice
with a curling lip, ihcn tossing it into tho
scrap basket, ho lit a cigar, stretched him
self in an easy chair and thoughtfully
observed through tho smoke wreaths that
began to lloat around his head : " What
precious little liar she is! As if 1 didn't
eec her, ten minutes after she was 'not at
homo ' to mo this afternoon, start out di iv
ing with Tom linker in that confoundedly
jerky dog cart of his. .Shouldn't wonder
if he had jerked her out before they got
home, and servo her right, too! Why,
Ship, what is tho mutter with you, sir?"
Snip was tho skyo ten icr, who, failing
to understanding why ho had boon slight
ed, was seeking to secure his master's
notice by sitting upright and waving his
front paws to and fro in a gentle and de
precating fashion.
" Did I hint your feelings, mor little
bovV" said Uick, tenderly. "Well, 1
wouldn't, I assure, you, for a doen little
flirts like Florence. Kodifer, but 1 do think,
Snip, and I o.xioct you to agieo with mo
that we would all U much Ivtter oil' if
women, and men, too, would say out
truthfully what was in their minds instead
of tliis eternal l-oating around the bus' .
Whv can't iicoplo Ik a little more candid
with" their fellow-creature, instead of fool
ing them to tho top of their Knt aud then
laughing U'himl their backs? Do you
know. Snip?"
Snip didn t know, but he was the last
dog iu tho wotld to confer his ignorance,
so assuming a hk of wisdom winch Sol
omon might have envied, ho gave myster
ious little bark that could mean anything
anil composed himself again to listen.
"Jut eight o'clook," said Dick, con
sulting hi watch. "In two hours I've
got to dress and go to Mr, limy' Utll,
tho biggest lore of tho season 1 haxeu't u
doubt; but Micro i no escaping it. Aren't
von glad, Snip, you don't hao to go to
the. hall!"
Snip barked again, this tune m an
utllrnmtivo manner. He always accoin
jiKxl.ited himself to hU muster's mode ,
and was well accustomed to being ques
tioned. Alert and vgilant, he watched
the cigar dwindle down by clow degree.,
while ho waited in well-bred silence for n
renewal of tho conversation. But Dick
was drowsy and cross, and when the cigar
was smoked out he turned his head aside
and fell fast asleep, while his little dog,
curled contentedly around his feet, looked
up into his master's face with a world of
paient love in his honest brown eyes.
Seven, eight, nine, ten. Was it possible
that he had slept nearly two hours, and
the clock was striking ten? Dick jumped
up, glanced at his watch to make sure,
and, with a stilled groan, prepared to in
duct himself into his dress suit. This
was never a very rapid process with him,
and by the time he entered Mrs. Grey's
brilliantly lighted house the great clock
in the hall was pointing to quarter past
eleven. , ,
The rooms were crowded and stilling
hot. The very flowers apicared to droop
under tho glare and the heat all except
some deep red roses which had been ar
ranged in a sentence over tho doorway,
and whoso glowing hearts presented the
most sumpiuous and intcno bit of color
ing, even in that many-hucd apartment.
It was strange, but Dick found himself
unable to read that sentence, although
composed of only three short words. The
language, even the letters, were unknown
to him, and for half a minute ho stood
puzzling over the mystery. Then the in
coming crowd gently shoved him aside,
and, abandoning the effort, he made the
liest of his way towards the hostess. A
pretty little woman, magnificently dressed,
but seemingly already much fatigued with
the work in hand, half-smiled as Dick-
edged ui to her.
"Have you just come, Mr. Turner?"
she said. " I thought you were to be one
of my early birds."
' So I would have been," he explained,
" only, unfortunately, I fell asleep and did
not wake up in time."
"Oh, that was the ease, was it? Well,
such a lengthy nap ought to brighten you
up beautifully for the rest of the evening.
Sometimes, you know, you are rather
stupid."
Dick looked looked at her to sec if she
meant a j ke, but her pretty face was
gravely raised to his. " You are Muttering
me," ho said, shortly.
" I don't mean to, indeed," she answered,
quite earnestly. " Hut there are plenty
of men who are always stupid, while you
can be rather entertaining when you are
at your best." and she turned gently from
him to greet a new batch of guests.
" Was I ever damned with such faint
praise before? " thought Diek. " 1 won
der if lam' at my best ' to-night? "
Kor a minute he stood taking a survey
of thesccno beforo him. The musicians
were playing a waltz, aud playing it well ;
only, strange to say, there was a Hutu
among them, which came piping in with
its shrill, persistent little treble in a man
ner distracting to Dick's over-sensitive ear.
Ho thought of Mozart's saying that the
only thing in tho world worse than a Utile
in an orchestra was two Mutes, and won
dered at Mrs. 0 ivy's choice iu music.
Nevertheless, as long as ho was there ho
might as well dance, and, looking around
for familiar faces, his first glance fell upon
a brown-eyed maiden whom ho had met
at a patty only tho week before, and
whom ho had admired with the guarded
and half-supercilious admiration of a
veteran society man. In another minute
they were on' tho lloor contending with
their fellow-creatures for a little room to
whirl around in, and seemingly successful
iu tlier struggle, until a slight lurch sent
them rather suddenly against another pair
of dancers.
"That was stupid, wasn't it?" said Diek
as they stopped to take breath after the
concussion.
" Yes," leplied she, of the brown p.vm,
raising them fraiinly to his face. " You
are rather a poor dancer, rerhaps you
are out of practice?"
" Indeed I ought not to lie, protested
Diek, in unutterable indignation at the
charge. " I never danced more in my life
than 1 have tins winter.
" Is that so? It must lo awkwardness
then," said his companion, gently. "Some
H'oiilo inner can thoroughly learn, I think
it is a natural gift."
Dick wondered if ho could have hoard
aright, or if that wretched little Unto, still
piping away so complacently, nail aiiso-
lutcly liowililcrcii mm. it morn was one
thing lie prided himself on more than an
other one gift, natural or otherwise,
which ho felt sure of possessing it was
his dancing. Was tho brown-eyed damsel
out of her mind, or was she simply an ill
bred little thing who did not know ugood
dancer from a bad ono? Whichever was
the case, ho lost no tune in getting rid of
her, aud, unite with amazement and dis
gust, took refuge among a group of men
at tho diw.
"You hero, Turner?" said one of them.
I hardly recognized you at first, you look
so vellow."
Do I, indeed?" said Dick, shortly,
and wondering what ho was doomed to
hear not.
"I should rather think you did," was
the friendly answer. "1 just said to Smith
hero, as you came up, that between your
sallow skin and that bald sK)t on your
head you won) Ivginuiiig to look like an
old man before your Minn. Why don't
you take to country life and early hours
and freshen up a bit?"
"Why don't yon mind your own affairs
anil kindly leave mo to attend to mine?"
lotortod Dick, now thoroughly aroused,
and, without waiting for auothor word,
lie veered around ami left tho group, who
one and all seemed profoundly astonished
at hU ill-teiniK-r.
llv this time he begun to feel a little un
certain who to approach ne.vt. Having
loon told already that ho was stupid,
ugly, and a luul dancer, what was Micro
left' for him to hear? lie certainly had
never met so many disagreeable people in
hi life, and ho had serious thoughts of
tvating a permanent retreat, when he
caught sight of a blonde head half hid
den K'liind the azoloas in tho conserva
tory It was Florence Uodifor, whom he
nan never oxpocicti 10 mm uriuyiu, nimj
WILLAMETTE FARMER: PORTLAND, OREGON, JUNE
whom two hours ago he would have in
dignantly avoided. But for some reason
his contempt for her flattery and false
hood had lxxm strangely modified in so
short a timc.and he felt a positive yearn
ing to listen to her pretty nothings and to
sec her blue eyes lifted up with that ten
der glance of admiring trustfulness in his.
It must have cost her a great deal of time
and patience to cultivate that glance up
to its present perfection, and it was un
kind, after all, to sneer at the result of
such honest and enduring toil.
Tho next minute ho was by her side.
She did not look very pretty; her fair
hair tumbled in some mysterious fashion
on the top of her shapely little head ; her
bright face lit up with smiles and her
white silk gleaming under the colored
lamps with a soft and shifting radiance
that pleased Dick's cultivated eye. He
was one of those to whom a woman's
gown is a matter of imhflbnmcc.
"f came in here for a little air," she
said ; "the rooms are so terribly hot, and
the whole affair is very stupid. Don't you
Hunk so?"
"It has been worse than stupid for
me," he answered, laughing. "I have
been insulted wherever I went. First,
Mrs. (iroy told me I was often very stu
pid ; then Miss Vincent do you know
her? She is dancing now with Tom
Stern?"
"I don't know her; but never mind.
What did sho say to you?"
"She told me that I was awkward and
a bad dance, and intimated that I never
could thoroughly learn."
Florence Hedifer burst into a laugh as
clear and merry as silver bells. "Hut you
know, Mr. Turner," she said, "your best
friends do not claim for you that you
dance well."
Dick gasped and then recovered ; he
was getting hardened now. "I always
flattered myself that I did," ho said,
boldly.
She looked at him in some surprise.
"Of course, I don't mean to say," she ex
plained, " that one cannot get mound
with you at all, but only you are not very
graceful or sure-footed. There plenty of
men here who dance worse. Mr. Simp
son, for instance."
"I should hope so," said Dick, as Simp
son, a weak-eyed man who held his part
ner as if he feared she was packed with
dynamite and was in danger every minute
of exploding, moved laboriously past the
door. "If that is the best you can say for
mo, Miss Florence, I shall never have
the audacity to ask you to dance again,"
and with a heavy heart he left the con
servatory now fairly satisfied he had had
enough of Mrs. drey's ball.
He took a glass of champagne in the
supper room, where its quality was not
freely discussed by tho young men who
lingered there, and went back to pay his
parting respects to his hostess. There were
plenty of people about, but a chill seemed
to have fallen on them, the dancers were
few, and everybody looked bored or dis
contented. Mrstlrey was saying the last
words to a party of guests who weie ulxjut
taking their departure.
"Such a pity it should have been a fail
ure," he heard' ono of them whisper in a
tone of sympathy, "after all the expense
you have gone to."
"I am sure, then, it must have been
the fault of my guests," returned Mrs.
(J ivy, "for I did my p"rt as well as I
could. Why, Mr. Turner, are you going
so soon? I wonder if you, too, found my
party a stupid one?"
She looked so harassed that Dick for
got the grudge he owed her, and would
gladly have declared her ball both bril
liant and delightful, but the words ho
wished to say stuck iu his throat ho ab
solutely could not give them utterance.
An awful impulse was upon him, and to
his own secret horror and dismay ho
heard ' himself .assuring Iter tho painful
truth that it was the most dismal affair
ho had over witnessed in his life. Then,
overwhelmed with shaino at his own in
voluntary rudeness, "ho turned away, and
his eyes fell upon the crimson roses
that wow still blooming freshly over tho
doorway.
What an idiot he must havo been!
There, in plain Knglish letters, were three
words, 'Talacoof Truth." As ho looked
and read, the magic llute pealed forth so
loudly and with hi shrill a triumph in its
tone.'that Dick fairly jumped, and in the
violence of his start kicked tho sleeping
Snip, who leaped out of his master's way
anil gazed at him witli reproachful, won
dering eyes.
"Kloon o'clock, as I'm a living man,"
said Diek, yawning. "Three hours sleep
and no ball to-night. Snip, you villain,
why didn't you awaken mo?"
Snip was silent. Me felt tho arrant in
justice of this remark, and lioro it with
tho equability of a stoic.
"Well," Niid his master, slowly, as he
lit bis candle, since you did not, and as I
have had all the dissipation and the can
dor 1 need for one night, I think, little
dog that you and I will go peaceably
to UhI."
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readers may see the great benefit it has con
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Mr. BayberrYs Dilemma.
"I never was in such a peck of trouble
in my life," mused Benedict Bayberry to
himself, abstractedly stroking his chest
nut brown whiskers and frowning in a
manner quite foreign to his usual "happy-go-easy"
disposition. "I used to think if
ever I fell in love I'd know my own mind ;
but I'll swan if I ain't plum beat this
time, and no mistake. I'd rather dig a
hull field of potatoes or cut fodder six
weeks in succession than try to tell which
of them two girls I like best. I studied
and studied for hours at a time whether
I'd ask Selina Feabody or Delilah Dob
bing, an' the more I study over it the
more befuddled I git. Them being step
sisters, too, makes it kind o' worse, fur
when I go to the house I'm sure to sec
'em both, and I'm plagued if I can tell
which ono I'd rather have. Delilah's a
little the peakedest, but then she's got
such little white hands, and such black
eyes, and her cheeks are as red as any
double hollyhock I ever see. And then
Selina, she's plump as a wood pigeon,
and with hair like streaks of goldeny
sunshine, and eyes as shy and blue as
white asters. Of course, folks'!! talk if I
marry cither of 'em, bcin' as they're poor
and Miss Peabody takes in washin ; but
I reckon I'm able to please myself, and
ain't got to say 'by your leave,' to no
body." Mr. Bayberry was certainly able to
please himself, if the best farm in the
country with a cozy dwelling house and
u snug "nest egg" in the village bank gave
him the right.
"And I must many soon," ho con
tinued, growing more perplexed than
over; "for Miss Cranebill has hinted
pretty strong of late that I may havo to
look out for another housekeeper soon, a?
folks are beginning to talk. Strange they
never began to talk before, when she's
kept house for me three years now. I
s'pose she has an eye to being mistress
here, from tho way she talks."
On the same Saturday afternoon pretty
Selina l'eabodv had been ironing since 7
o'clock in the morning. The heat in the
close kitchen had crimsoned her cheeks
and curled her hair in little rings about
her forehead.
"I do wonder," she was thinking to her
self, with a happy light in the shy blue
eyes ; "1 wonder it he will bo at church
to-morrow, and if he will walk home with
us."
As the acute reader doubtless guesse,
the "he" in this instance meant Mr. Bay
berry. And
"I hope it won't snow to-morrow,"
thought Miss Delilah Dobbins, as she
doubled a pink satin ribbon into a bow,
and tried its effects on her complexion, "I
hope it won't snow, for I want to go to
church. Of course Mr. Bayberry will be
there, and if I don't get a proposal from
him this time it won't be my fault. I am
tired to death of working and drudging
and being a nobody, and to-morrow I'll
set my wits to work and "
"Delilah!"
"Dear me! there's ma calling; what do
they want now?"
And Miss Delilah flounced down stairs
with an impatient shrug of the shoulders
and a frown between her black eyes.
"Well, what do you want?" she pouted
sulkily.
Her stepmother looked up with a pale
faco from tho basket of clothes over which
sho was stooping.
"I think you will havo to carry Mrs.
Simonton's clothes home, Delilah, Ned
has to go to mill, and "
"I won't do any such thing!" snapped
tho black-eyed beauty crossly. "Carry
homo clothes, indeed, as if I was a servant
girl I Why don't Selina go, if tinyixxly
must?"
Selina has been ironing since early this
morning, and is tired out, answered Mi's.
Peabody, mildly, not daring to venture a
stronger' remonstrance.
"Well, upon my word, sneered Lienian
Selina is getting mighty fine of late, if a
littlo work lays her out. Anyhow, I
shan't budgo, if Mrs. Sitnonton goes with
out clothes all tho days of her life. I'm
busy fixing my dross to go to church to
morrow ; so vou needn t call mo any more
until supper is icady."
And sho hastened back to finish the
pink bow and put another rulllo on the
skirt of her cashmere frock.
"What shall wo do, Selina?" groaned
Mrs. Peabody despairingly. "Mrs. Simon
ton's our best customer, and she's so per
tiklar about bavin' her clothes early Sat
urday afternoon; and Delilah's so frac
tion" "Nover mind Delilah, ma. I'll take
tho clothes home. I ain't so very tired
and you won't havo so much to do for
Mipjier. 1 parched tho colTee in the oven
wliilo I was ironing, and there's enough
cold biscuit and apple sauce."
And Salina hurriedly wrapped a scar
let and black plaid shawl about her plump
shoulders, tied on her blue worsted hood
and started out with Mrs. Simonton's bas
ket of clothes.
"jt resalem! I'vo got it now!" and
the frown disappeared from over Mr. Bay
liorry'a huso, while his handsome faco
brightened perceptibly. "I see my way
now clear as daylight, and I shan't have
to marry Miss Cranehill, or go without a
housekeeper, either, as she hinted I would.
I'm a goin' to leave it all to chanco or
Providence, rather an' the first ono of
them girls I seo by herself I'm going to
jxiji tho question to right stwight off' An'
now that question is settled an' otf my
mind, I'll go down and see 'Squire Simon
ton atwut trading for that gniy maro of
his'n."
And donning his oveaxit and hat, Mr.
Bavberrv strode down tho frosty road to
8, 1883.
'Squire Simonton's and also to his fate ;
for as he turned into the lane, where the
last scarlet and gold leaves had fluttered
down from the tall maple by the road, he
encountered a little figure in a red ami
Idnek nlaid shawl with blue worsted hood
setting on the maize gold hair and the
pink-tinted cheek.
"Jc-rusalem!" muttered Mr. Mayberry,
nriitrnntlv: "if hain't Salina! And some
how another, I can't help feeling a littlo
mite glad it is her instead ot me niacK
cyed one ; though I did think I couldn't
choose between 'cm."
The short wintry day was drawing to a
cloe when Selina reached homo.
"So vou'vo come at last?" snapped De
lilah, opening the door with a jerk, as she
caught the sound of footsteps outside.
Might as well have stayed all night while
you were about it ! Why, Mr. Mayberry!
is it really you? Do come in, won't you?"
and the little white hand was held out,
while the black eyes looked coquctishly
into his.
" Well, I don't reckon I'll stop this time,
Miss Delilah," returned her visitor with a
smile twinkling in his hazel-brown eyes.
" I only just come to bring my wife home
on a visit."
"Your wife?"
The black eyes expressed tho amaze
ment her tongue failed to utter.
"My wife," repeated Mr. May Berry,
complacently. "I am your brother-in-law
now, Miss Delilah. But Selina can
tell you better'n I can how I met her
ii-goin' to 'Squire Simonson's and popped
the question on tho spot ; an' then the
'Squire mistrusted something, and began
a jokin' us and the first thing I know I
was a ridin' ofl" on his gray mare to git a
license that's what kep' us so late. An'
the 'Squire ho marred us so that's all.
I'm a-goin' to get the light wagon to take
Selina home."
Delilah heart knew no bounds.
" Selina knew well enough ho was a
going to Simonson's to-day," she stormed,
while her mother and sister finished get
ting supper, with light hearts and smiling
faces ; " she knew he was going to be
there, and that's the reason she was so
willing to take tho clothes. I see through
her sly manouvers."
But Mr. Mayberry never regretted the
happy solution of the dilemma.
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JOHN M1NT0,
BREEDER OP MERINO SHEEP,
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It grapplea with disease, and overcomes It by trans
ornilnt? electricity into the weakened life forces and
thud restoring health and vigor. FREE ADVICE,
4TEVerbody write for circulars. Address;
KleHrle Hell Company,
apr20m3 Uox3tU, Portland, Oregon.
FOR THE PERMANENT CURE OF
CONSTIPATION.
Vn Atiaiii1faaaJi 1 .- nMnitant U 4VI
I trr as CoiutloAtlaiL. and na NraarlThuMM
auAiiea taa ocieoratea iuaner.wart .
cure. WIiaUvw tho caue. however ofcxitiiiAt
ic the owe, this remedy will oTcroorid it.
H 1311 CO THIS dlJtmslnf com-
-& plalat U very p to be
oompUoatedwitheonstipatloa. KldscY.Wart
strengthen the weakened parts and quietly
core all kind oJ Pile area when tihvalciAna
) man mwiiciiw uavv oeiorv oueo.
at- WTI you nT either of toea trouble
PRlCtl.
USE Druggf t men
DR. WHIIYCOMBE, V. S.
VETEBIXJRT SURGEON,
rartlaud, Orrsaa.
Wri U Pmcrlptloiu 'or DUtutt ot all claaaet ot atock
rloj, II lorweh prtKrlptlon rltUo. SUU inp
tomiand aga ot animals u near a poMible.
OBce C P.
Bacon's Blackhawk Stable, 93 8econa
ok, ocu Biaraanauex.
reldeare Cc Thirteenth and Taylor SU.
AGENTS
fan cow erasr, a fortune.
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S?WOMAN.THE RACEl
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LYDIA E. PINKHAM'S
VE5ETASLB COMPOUND.
A Sore Core for all FEMALE WEAK
NESSES, Including Leocarrhcta, Ir
regular and Palnfnl Menatrnatlon,
Inflammation and Ulceration of
(he Womb, Flooding, PKO.
LAPSUS UTERI, Ac.
CTTltnant to tho tart,, afflcaclous and Immediate
In IU effect. It li a grMt belp In pregnancy, and re
UeTe pain daring labor and at regular periods.
nrrsicuxs cu it axd ruscBniz it ntnxT.
X3TYo. AXLWauxjfVBfBa of the generatlTe crganr
f either aex, It la second to no remedy that has erer
been before the public and for all diseases of the
Kwntts it is the Greatest Bemedy in tht World,
O-KIDNEY COMPLAINTS of Either Sex.
Find Great Itellefln Iu Uae.
TTSIA E. PUrKHAlTB BLOOD PCR1TIEB.
StU eradicate everr Testlge of Humors from the.
lood, at the same time wUfglTe tone and strength to
thesystem. As marrellons In results aa the Compound.
tirBoth the Compound and Blood Partner an pre
pared at 233 and (35 Western Arenue, Lynn, llass.
Price of either, 1. Six bottles for as. The Compound
Is sent by mall In the form of pills, or of loienges, on
receipt of price, ft per box for either. Mrs. Plnkhann
freely answers all lettcri of Inquiry. Enclose Scent
stamp. Bend for pamphlet. Mention Ws .Riper.
rLTDuB.Fixriu'sLrraPnxa cure Constipa
tion, Biliousness and Torpidity of tho liver. 85 cents.
43-Sold by all DragglsU.-e (3)
FARMER'S EXCHANGE
All Sorts ol Merchandise Exchanged forQ
COUNTRY PRODUCE.
Dry Goods, Groceries, Hardware, Crockery, Boots and
Shoes, Hats and Caps.
Everything a Farmer wants for sale. Everything a Pal
mer raises wanted.
S. HERMAN.
Corner Madison and First Streets. Pertlaad
Opposite Segman, Sabln & Co's Agricultural Ware
house. oct28-t
DRS. A. 8. & Z, B. NICHOLS,
Homeopathic Physicians and
Surgeons.
Rooms 69, 60, 61 a Union Block, Portland, C-
Spcclaltlrs,
Dr Z. B. N. Diseases of Women.
OR. A. S. N. Diseases o( Eye, Ear and Throat.
USE HOSE PILLS.
E. O. SMITH,
OFFICE: No. 167 First Street, between Hoi
Jrtson and Yamhill. Portland, Oregon
HI'S I.NESS EDUCATION.
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COLUMBIA
Commercial Colleee Journal.
Giving full information relating to one ot the most
Practical Institutions for the Business Training of the
Young and Middle Aged of either sex, lent free ox
application. f&'Bluilengt Admitted any Week.
Day In tbr Year. Addrets:
W. S. JAMES, Box 6S3, Portland, Ore.
oct20v
See that our Trade Mark " THE BOSS." and
A. S. &, CO.,
Is on every pair.
Every Pair Guaranteed.
Jenlme AKIN, tELLlSQ & CO.
Notice of Filing Final Account.
VOTICE IS 1IEREFY GIVEN THAT THE UN
1.1 derailed. eietutorsot thealllof William Cojle,
deceased, hate filed their final account ot their admia.
istration of said estate, In the Countv court of the state
of Oregon fer the countv cf alultnomah, and that
Monday the W day of July, A. D. 153, at 10 o'clock
A. U. at the court room of said ccurt in the court
house of tho county ot Multnomah, at the city cl
Portland, has been duly appointed for the settlement
of said account. All ptrsons interested are hereby
notified to appear at said time and place and present
objections, 11 any they have, to such accounts.
T. K. WILLIAMS,
E. L. Q.UIMBV,
Executors of the estate of William Coy le, deceased.
Dated, May 19th, 1SS3. S.R Harrington, Atty.
mayUtt
A First rate 450 acre Wheat
and Sheep Farm for Sale.
FIVE MILES FROM 8ALEU. THREE HCMD
red and fifty acres In cultivation. One hundred
acres beaver land, which makes a capital merdow.
Stock water In each field; all well fenced. Wealthy
locattoa. Trout stream a mile long through the taisa.
Apply to K. E. ri KTKat.
DovttU Salem, Marion County, Oregon.
F. S. Akin. Ben Selling. II. K. Dosch.
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