Morning daily herald., March 16, 1890, Page 3, Image 3

ORIGINAL DEFECTIVE
THE HOBNlKt
"XHiT'8B0!
leg Wleter ojelteth, doncber ki.e.
Aad aje are losing lUniw.
1 loee to see the blamed MmC go;
Would note the rua) brefaU..
f8 tt '"Us-l taterr grow.
Aad lat By daddy wu fbe ho..
WkUe I o the baee Wl sMb ai'ght I.
That's So! "
CAPTAIN PETER.
By Etta W. Pianca.
I. Penelope Cole, and vwtaiuuuly
call Aunt Fenny, of the town of
Lynn, ia tLis year of our. Lord
I h Captain Peter witbtoy
own-eyes. 1 lived barely a wile
from the Barrow that dreary old
Louse vn Lynn Beach, built in
colony tim, and pretty much
gsne to rack, and ruin when
Captain Ptter leased it tor a dwelling-place
Toe Lord only knows what sort
ol life that loan had ld in Li
youth. When he caiae to Barrow
ha was gray and old, ahaky on Lis
lags, and ugly beyond belief. His
harp eyes rolled wickedly under
his bushy brows; he wore gold
rings hi his ears, and a tremendous
scar, like a sabro-cut, seamed one
cheek from ter 1 to chin.
"Bless cue !' a said to my nephew
John Graham, first mate oi the
Flying Ducthuan, that voyaged j
'twist Salem and the West India
ports, "that man would make, a
good figure-head for a pirate
craft?"
John told me that he had come
abrpard the Flying Iucthman at
Fort Royal, Jamaica, jast as tha
vessel was making read; to put
out to sea. With him was a
young daughter, lovely as, a
princess, ana a female servant,
Lent with age, and black a sole.
In great haste Captain Feter had
taken passage for the trio to Astern.
He had little luitgag?, but, as it
seemed, plenty of money. Me was
English-born at lt-ast, he swore
from morning till night in that
language ; but his daughter bore a
French name Ninon. Though
a creature of the tropics, the was
as White as snow, and her hair
swept to her knees, like yellow
silk, when loosed from the comb.
John Graham fell in love with her
on the voyage from Jamaica, and
I, lor one, could never blame him
The girl was a born beauty, and as I
sweet and gentle as she was "fair!
to look upon
"Whatever brought Captain
Peter to live over here at Lynn '!"
1 9aid to John. .
"The West India ports abound
in such characters," he answered.
"It is not wise to inquire into the
past lives of some men that you
meet at Kingston and Santa Crus.
JleVer mind the captain. Aunt
Fenny. For my sake," and the
0100a Duroeii smoky-criiutu in 1
nis oronze cnees.
..w -
go to the Barrow, and eHtaUish
1 Villi OU 10
"''""-rKHi
uiui ici.j .Moon, vapiaui reier,
amiable man ! threaten to carvo I
me with a sheath-knife, if I at-1
tempt to crons his threshold. To I
ttll tbe truth, I've not been able
to exchange a word with tbe poor
child since sb stepped ashore at
Salem. Sappho, the Ofgress
guards the Barruw uate, and
- delivers all my tender messages to
the old captain."
"I'll try, John." 1 auswered.
for I was very fond of the lad.
8o the nest day I put ou my puce
colored cardinal and silk bonnet,
took my eceut-hag and turkey-tail
fan, and started Lr tb Barrow.
It was an old wuodea bouse,
built just above the beach. At
that time the spot was unsptak-
. ably lonely ; no . other dwelling
stood hear. The garden was rail
oi trees, and surrounded by i high
walL To the right lav the rocky
pastures of the two Nahant ; to
the left stretched that part of tbe
town known by tha Indian name
c4 Swampscott.. A path cf pebbles
- led m to a stcut gate, taller than
my own head. I tried to posh it
open, but it was faat. I knocked
with the bandit of my turkey-tail
fa&.
Directly a pair of male ls came
stamping along a flagged walk on
the other side of the wooden barr
ier, and a hoarse voice roared out :
" wiio tae duece are you. and
what do you want here?
!'I am Miss Penny Cole,"
answered, with dignity, "and
want to see Captian Peter and
bis daughter. Have the goodness
to open the gate."
The voice bade me go to a pla.ee
that I don't care to mention.
"Excuse me, sir," said I, "I am
traveling, I trust, in a Contrary
direction. Being your neighbor.
1 have come to make your aquaint
ance. after the fashion of all civil
bed New England folks."
A bolt snapped, and tbe gate
swung back. In the opening stood
Captain Peter.
In one hand he held a horse
fistol. His eyes were twinkling
ike glass beads. The gold rings'
glistened in bis ears, and the scar
that I have before mentioned gave
a distorted look to his whole
weather-beaten face. Never did
eyes behold a more unprepossess
ing party since Thomas Veal sail
ed up Saugus River to bury
treasure at Dungeon Bock. He
pointed the pistol straight: at my
head.
"Sheer off, old girl!" he cried,
"or I'll blow you out of water ?"
"Sir," said I, "I am the aunt of.
John Graham, first officer of the
Flying Dutchman, a friend of-
' yours."
At the sound of John's name
be turned as purple as a thistle,
and ripped out such a volley of
oaths that for an instant I seemed
to smell brimstone.
In the midst of this outburst, a
girl appeared ia the flagged walk,
her pink lawn gown fluttering,
her pretty yellow hair shining in
the sun a creature as white aa a
lily and sweet as a rose. ' She
rushed to the old captian, crying
out, in great distress:
. "Don't, father, don't for my
sake!"
And what did that dreadful man
do but strike her flat on the walk,
like tie beast that .he wsjl &
then, crack! went the horse-pistol
I a ehot tore straight through the
! topmost bow of my bonuet- the
i -.jate shut with a bang, whereupon
I I turned and ran for my life, and
j never stopped till 1 reached my
: own house, a mile away.
j When 1 told John Graham the
story, he clinched his strong hands
sua an ine coior eDoed suddenly
trots his lace.
"Monstrous!" he said.
'She loves you, John?" I quwi
ed, Badly.
"Yes, thank God !" heanswered,
witn fervor, "eveu aa I love her !
isr t- ...
wu, tor a little lonser mv
nephew continued to hover around
the Barrow ; but he could not get
inside the barred gate, nor batter
it down. Meanwhile the Flying
uutcrunan was making ready lor
the Indies again. Regardless of
lovers, she spread her wings in due
.! , ?1 - 1 . 1 1 ,
iun, stna sanea soutnwara, ana
John with her ; but he left in my
care a letter which I promised to
deliver, to Ninon at the first oppor
tunity, which I did.
A sudden great Joy darned in her
delicate face. First she carried
the letter to her lips ; then she
thrust it into the bosom of her
gown, just in time to save it from
Sappho, who ran between us.
After that 1 saw no more of
Captain Peter's daughter.
Tiiti Autumn storms came roar
ing across the sea, and the waves j
foamd high along the Lynn
beach'es and the brown Nahant
cliffs. Salem merchants were
already looking out for the Flying
Dutchman, and all things consid
ered, 1 thought it wiser to let John
do his own wooing.
It was a Winter night, bluster
ing, bitter cull, with a full moon
riding in a cloudless sky. The
siourtd Imrti of snow, but
irV.en like iron. 1 heaped my
flr Mth dry hickory wood, and
had just seated myself to knit in
its light and warmth when 1 heard
sojif one running up iny garden
walk, the door flew open, and on
the threshold stood thf black
woman Sappho. j
NLe wore no tjunnet nor outer
garment only a cotton gown, and
a red Madras handkerchief knotted
in a turban, with the ends pro
jecting on either aide of her head
like'ears. Her eyes were rolling
so wildly that I could see only the
L " k l t
whites, and her whole bent and
withered body shook as if with
palsy
''Good gracious!" said 1, drop
ping my knitting into the ashes
of the hearth, "whatever has
liappened?"
"Come quick, misnis:,? gasped
the' old creature; "ole cap'n
powerful bad. Lily miss wants
yj! come quick !',
With the exercise 01 a little
pariecce, I THtherel ironi her
tr.
ooenRli thst i aptain reter had
j !
and
1 . . .: i ji.
imiru wwnvui.'c in a 1.1, uu i
that his daughter bad ent Sapj.ho
.
. "' , ai'P"."-. WJ f "'straieht across the sick
doctor t h
ere h one living not a
A I
mile
away, ou the other side of
the Barrow
I save her some minute di
rections, put ou my worsted cloak
and hood, au 1 started alone for
the Barrow.
As I drew near tu the old house
I perceived th tigure of of a man
ttar.Jiug outside tbe high wooden
gate, in au attitude of waiting.
"It's tbe doctor," I thought,
and quickened my pace. Where
was gappbo that she did not show
him in ?
"Has that stupid nesress locked
the gate upon yon. sir ?" 1 called,
but the man did not move or
answer.
- I drew nearer to the waiting
figure ; then I discovered that it
was not our gray old Lynn doctor,
but a stranger, young, handsome,
and dressed in a fashion entirely
put of date.
Cold as the night was, he stood
uncovered, holding a cocked, gold
laced hat in one hand. 1 had
never seen a face so comely, and
at the same time so . frightfully
pale. His blonde hair was con
fined by a ribbon, and sprinkled
with a thin rime of powder, tie
wore a suit cf dark-blue velvet,
embroidered - with something
bright, and a jabot of line lace,
, with ruffles of the same at his
wrists. By his side hung a sword
with a soled silver hilt, beautifully
wrought a wonderful weapon, I
thought, as the moon Bhown upon
I started back a step, but I was
not a timid woman, and the ap
pearance of this stranger mightily
aroused my curiosity.
"Sir," said 1K bobbing him
a courtesy, for it was plain that I
was In the presence of no common
person, "do you want to see any
body at the Barrow?"
As though not to be outdone in
politeness, the gentleman in velvet
made me a deep bow.
"Is monsieur the captain
ready?" be answered." r'Tell
him that I am waiting I"
Those were the verv words,
uttered in a beautiful voice, but
with a stong foreign accent. I
put out my hand, and tried to
grasp the sleeve of his embroider
ed coat.
"Who are you," I demanded,
"that sends this message to Cap
tain Peter?"
There was no reply. I grasped
nothing but moonlight. The
figure had dissolved in thin air
vanished, as if by magic, I look
ed around, x es I stood alone
absolutely alone, with the moon
and the shadow of the trees, out.
aide the Barrow gate !
What had I seen ? what heard ?
With a cold sweat starting from
every pore of my body, I pushed
back the gate for once embarras
sedand flew up a flagged walk.
deep in dead, drifting leaves, to
the old house.
Sappho opened the door to me.
The hall, as I eutered, looked like
a black cavern, with a single flut
tering candle set in its gloom.
The negress led the way up a
bare stair, where my breath was
blown out before me like a cloud
ia the bitter cold, and along an
empty corridor, to Captain Peter's
chamber.
To mv great relief, I found that
the doctor had reached the place
before me. He was routing met!
icine in a glasB, and aid not seem
to notice anything strange in my
appearance,' as I crossed the
thershold.
"We have a bad case here, Mies
Cole," he said, briefly. . .
"I have another patient waging
for me, alius Fenny, so I must
leave this one to your care for
awhile. He is sleeping quietly
now, and I promise to look in again
before midnight." 5 s :
He instructed me how to give
the medicine, and went- away
down the bare stair. I looked
UOWtt l lie oarv SLatr. jiwui myjiuv, wwu.wm viavi unf
around Captain Feter's chamber. finew the story r well.: V
In nna fnruer stood a four-iwfltsd
hd nt'A there tha old mat la?.-
breathing heavily. By bJa .sideiewasieaxr-
sat Ninon, pale as a enow-urop,
and trembling with apprehension.
At his feet crouched black Sappho
beating her withered Jbreast at
intervale, and muttering; I .dare
say to tier neatnen gooa:- ae
hearth was a bed of ashes inwbicb
two or three sticks smoldered.
while a brass-bound and' much
battered sea-chest stood) against
the wall. Over the bed t hung a
rusty cutlass, and a sword with a
silver hilt. I could hardly repress
ascreaiAas my eyes' fell ou the
latter weapon.. I clutched Ninon's
dress, and pointed to the wall.
"The sword!" I gasped; "where
did it come - from, my dear?
whose is it?".
"My father's." she whispered;
where did it come from, my dear?
"It hangs always by his bed. 1
do not know its history."
Mne looked greatly. terrified, and
I did not wish to frighten her still
further with strange stories; so
1 said, very gently : "Has all been
well with 'you since 1 saw vou
last?"
She shook her yellow head.
"No, madam, ill--very ill! And
now look at my poor father he is
trains: to die
"Very likely, and a good thing
fur you!"! was tempted to say
)u!"l was tempted to say,
but 1 checked myself and made
an answer: "It is the common lot.
1 will watch the night with you,
my dear. 1 am f.iif John Graham
would like to hav ' me here at
this time."
She gave me an eleqnent look.
The patient was still sleeping
heavily. 1 found some wood, and
mended the hre, for the creature
Bappho would not stir from the
foot of the lied ; then 1 sat down
with Ninon, to wait.
A full hour went by. Neither
of us spoke a word. The wind
whistled through the leafless trees
of the Harden -we could hear the
waves crashing on the beach
I resently a solemn clock, some
where near, struck eleven. I felt
no jar in the room, but at the last
stroke the twu swords banmnit
over Captain Feter's head dropped
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with the silver hilt-tumbled
man's
...
pillow. His eyes opened
With
a yell he started up in bed he
grasped the weapon round its
shining hilt.
"Hoist eail, and stand to sea!"
he shouted. "We'll stop at the
Isle of May, and take the whole
salt fleet tweuty sail and we'll
strip and lash the commander,
and pickle him in his own salt!"
I saw that the man was wander
ing in his mind. I tried to take
the sword away, but he held . it
fast. Then I offered him. a dose
of the doctor's medicine, but he
dashed it from my band and
roared:
"A bowl oi puuch, mates ! There
are ten puncheons of rum and as
many hogsheads of suiar in the
hold, taken from that Dutch trader
otf St. Jago a rich prize, and
easy, for we fired but one broad
side, and clapping her on board
carried her without resistance."
"Captain Peter," said I, "you're
a very sick man. If yon go on
like this, I aha'a't answer for the
consequences."
Half rising from the bed, he as
sumed the attitude of a sailor on
the lookout, and'glarlng past me
into empty space, mattered,
hoarsely :
"Blood and wounds ! It's a mer
chant ship from Madeira, lad an
with wine. Up with the block
flag hoist the skull and crossbones
at the mainmast-head ! Since the
captain is so godly, we'll give him
time to say his prayers. I'll be
the parson. Say, after me. Lord
have mercy! Short prayers are
always best, so no more words.
Avast there! a few buckets of
water and a scraper will take this
out of the deck. Strip the other
rogues, and beat them till the
boatswain pipes Belay. That
Spanish hidalgo that he threw
overboard is caught and hanging
by the mainsheet ; bring the coop
er's ax, and chop off bis white
hands ! Now we will run to the
Florida Gulf, and lay in and wait
for any West India home-bound
ships that take the leeward
passage."
My hair was risiug on my head.
The poor child Ninon slipped from
her chair, and buried her white
face in my lap. At the foot of the
bed Sappho writhed in an agony
of voiceless fear. Prepently Cap
tain Peter began to shout again :
"Sappho! Where Sappho?"
The negress, quaking in every
limb, crawled on her knees to hie
side crouched there, like a
frightened dog. He grasped her
by her short gray wool.
"You black jade! You know
what I want to say. It was my
last prize a French ship, called
the Ninon. She carried a cargo of
raw silk ahd fine merchandise,
and her captain was as brave a
gentleman as ever cruised 'twixt
wind and water."
"Yes, massa," gasped the
wretched Sappho.
"He was taking his honeymoon
at sea with a young English bride.
You waited, on her. You were
born a slave on her father's plan
tation, at Savannah la Mar."
"Massa, fo' the lov'o' God, don't
tell it!" groaned Pappho.
But the hand of death was upon
him. and.aa it seemed, constrain
ed him to speak.
"Wo boarded the Ninon alter
a sharp fight ay, the dogs resist-
us gallantly. The captain thought
ocuy 01 ma Handsome wue, tie
tried to Dribe me to return ner
safe to her native island. Bwdre
she had friends who would pay me
a rich ransom. I laughed m hie
white face. 'Give me that
at your side,' said I. He could
do no better, so " he gave tha
with a bad grace. I struck-bim
twice with it. 'You'll walk the
plank, my fine gallant,' said I.
"and I'll marry Tour bride before
in soars can jswaiiow you." : r
"Lord . A'di'tyJ" ahodderad
Sappho, and It was plain that she
"Dsadmsn tell no tales.
Be
Wlki th tdatilt thai t.
Ltdbiiiu- Iatwred Joaly Ma 'tui
a .priest 'la: the ". -roam,-',rko
martiedmato the Eilglilh bride."
HskPauedanan; tot a$ brwth
wasawini jihort:. - -
i:; ' Jlhla. .time . Bappho answfwT
nottUsg... l : :-
"hJtt boliaat asa-dog sJoat,
became la ah hour the slave x& m
yallaw.haired..irl. ShetaBfiht
me to quail for the ' first timr ia
my life. Then my mates, beifig
a superstitious lot, began to sulk
and matter. Ther swore I bad
seen ay last tucky Iay swuiatjasjl
umasis'waoM tmaBos u iub-
tortone.- :Thets was sanUar-brtw-
lag ia the eh,-s i left It 1 by
nignt, ana earrted my wls to 8t.
Thomas, and you with her.--When
her child was hern-she died there
died, cursing me with .her last
breath!" ...
Ninon raised her colorless face
from my lap. -J .
"He is talking about mj
mother," she whispered. -
At that minute a draught of air
must swept through the chamber.
for the door swung wide, as though
it naa suaaemy Deen opened irom
without. I could discern nothinf .
natural - or supernatural, but
1 Captain Feter, with a terrible cry,
I apea up in Ded, released tssppo's
gray wool, and shouting, "French
man, take your sword 1" he burl
eu tne siiver-nnted weapon
straight at the onen door, and fell
back on his pillow stone dead !
1 ran to Sappho.
"Your master has spoken his
last word," said I. "Rise now,
and tell Miss Ninon the whole
story. Is she Captain Peter's
daughter, or the child of the
Frenchman who walked the
plank?"
The negress did not stir nor
answer. I touched her. She
knelt by the bed, as speechless as
tne old freebooter nlmseu. A
look of blank terror was froaea on
her withered black face.' Captain
Peter had simply frightened the
wretched creature to death; her
soul had passed into night vpth
her master's, and the secret of
Ninon's paternity was lost forever
I seised the girl's hand, and
together we rushed from that
dreadful chamber, down the stair
and oat of the house.
Fortunately the doctor was iust
alighting at tbe sate. I left him
to attend to tha dead, and fled
with Ninon across the beach, to
my own cottan. There ws found
John Graham, standing at the
door in the moonlight, stamping
his impatient feet, and hoatnc
lor me to awaxe and onen to sum.
The Flying Dutchman had cast
eucbor umaiem ner dot at sunset.
"John !" I dried, wildlv. "here
is Ninon. I have brought her
home. Captain Peter Is dead.
And oh, John, I've seea a real
live ghost to-night, and talked
with It the chost of a man killed
by pirates twenty years- ago."
"A live fbostr answered John.
"Bless m soul,-Aunt Penny, you
must . be dreaming!"! Tba be
opened bis anas to Kinoa, aa
cried, "Darling eome to me!" la a
voice that might have thrill
tana. And tVa uiai rtiikl. Oafc
oome with fear and dietrets.raa tol
the shelter of LUs boson, as a' saftt
rernge.-. .
Wheo I privately related to Jobs
all that I had seen sad heard that
night, be looked excee&fifiy
gtave. . -j-..-, : '-' :.
"I suspected that the oldfsSowwl
lUe bad been a trifle irregular;"
he said. "At Kingston I was taM
that for years he bad Uvea very
secluded in a lonely suburb ; but
old comrades found bias oat, at
last, and threatened to make un
pleasant disclosures, so he fled to
the States for safety. Bappho
being dead, we can aever rkaow
anything further of .Niooa's
parentage." - -'.'"
Some money and Jewels ware
found in the brass-bound sea chest
at the Barrow ; but Ninon proper.
lv refused tn tnush .lthattW . Tha
poor pretty creature ad-Mfa
reared without educatiotcsjf !ejsm
paniona, but she was borarf lady
to her finger-tips.- Frdssrrrke'iu
tarred . mother she !hedyerely
inherited blue blood .as watt as
beauty. - - ' t "; ,
John sent her to school for a
year, and then married bar.
They live in a grand Salem ,boasa.
over-looking the sea, a prosper
ous and happy as folks in .a iairy
tale. Sometimes, whenMl;-see
Ninon sitting, fair and gntle in
the midst of her children, I say; to
my nephew: "Do yoa : really ...be
lieve, John, that old t Captain
Peter was.her father?' l' - .
And he always answers, stoutly;
"No, no! But the Frenchraen.
whose ghost, you -met at the
Barrow gate!" - '
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lag at all times the best goods for
the mosey.
Prompt attsatiea fives to all or-
mmn tm oe oy. au goods gueran-
Give as a oall. We mean business.
GEO. C. HENDERSON,
sveossses i Uk'roanssz a Mevno.f
HOnGEHENI
ta raUfer m about ymu twMbUu
Swialaaaww. Tkraa aad U1 Us than
! a4 ewtarltaB aorooa. Alan
WHuminiaMftM. Dou't
riaoicB
TUTiaa
"DUTTXB
SU, DBOWABLI.-S
You Can Find.
SEED WHEAT.
For the purpose of improving the
seed wbear. of Una county, a car
load of Australian whit kHt. for
spring or fail sowing, . has been
sent to ma for sale, which I now
offer to farmers. For particulars
aa4 samples inquire of W. F.
Crosby, Albany, Oregon.
Ws are pennanentlv located on tka
eld Cline ' homestead K mils frem
Albany on Corvallis road. We kave
a head a large stock of
Wee Fruit Trees
sf our ewa growing, wkish we wil
sail at lowest living rates.
Partias contemplating planting
tress will consult their interests by
examining ear stock and prices bafere
earshasing.
Hm A Baowyau,
Albany, Oregon.
A"RT
J. F. WHITING, ARTIST.
loatructlea tifta aad work aicoataS ia
lan dan pa. Portrait and DacoraUPaliUaf .
Lattariar, OcaJfnlz? and Itacaanlcal Draa-
lag. R0OauS,aud S, Fcatar block. AJtaa.'
PIANOS.
flHOSB WISHINdS FlKST;LAa9 IS
1 rjiBaB, tba ban aaea ta ttaad tka
aViaata at thifl caaat, cau aa aaitad by ealliac
at Mia: B. K. Uraian'i, oppaaita tba Miaoalc
Taaiple, Pint (treat. Tba latait vacal aad
BMtrameatal araaic kept lor aale. alaa tk
kufaM aaMrtawat at ataBplar paMaras
salac freai thlaatda of Triaea.
giraa la palatiaf aad aBbraldarv at bar
radio erar Llaa Conaty Baak. Oira bar
jaar erdar aad jam will aa pleased.
RED CROWN MILLS
isani; aassiss c rraa,
BBW P&OCE86 FLOUB.
(fapariar (at laaaU; aad Bakefi uat)
Best Sioraetj facilities.
ertTIf tart sk tries paid tar vbaarWB
ALBANY ORS00N
WHERE WILL YOU FIND A
GOOD 25ct MM
At
ttis Oelsnonloo.
rjk
sasaara, vsv urn soma, sr sw
r. Ooeatscoa dean tnau ova
Tl bla hot toSaeaad taavUk
eakat tor 10 da. Baatara eretare are a ap
elaltv.aad fTaU care sill be taken to pot
taeraapefter teal era rtyla. Taqulaa aad
In Tlia inaleia in nH ill II IMI iniil Said
Lie till etBtraaaa tee U feu deatfisd vbat
you want Pld raw ever try aaaot oar Soo
daydlBaereT ail blade of fame. Paman
vi kl Sad a rood table eat at tbe Pallawnlao
WaUlu vUl be preaapt
rash Flab. rreab 0
rratli bVaabi
an
im CORDS b waod f.rAalto
ba qnaatlUee to eait tbe narnhaier. Inquire
efoee el Carraa 4 keatciih.
Aaics wt et eoorca oouis rvrs. vsi a
Uttladip of EnfUab abepbard. Tbar
ikatba very Beet awaa etoca ana wmtca
re. Per farUier DartlcnUre Ineolre.al
Sea. W. Oray, neatM.
B. E. WABFOBD,
Barlof parcnuedtbe
PALACE
MEAT MARKET
la now prepared to fnrnlabrreab Bea
kinds; beat variety el eaotce beef.raal,
park eaaaaft, etc., la tba dty kept ee
aa baad.
Beats el all
tm! lanfinn
kept eoaalaaU
i
l ruu. stock er
Staple Groceries
Crockery, Glassware,
The beet quality cf tee, coffees, candies,
nam, etc
FRESH BAKED BREAD EVERY j
DAY.
At thie eld reliable aoueels also to be
(eoadacoBplctoeasartBMatef 'rsh family
meeries.tawblcr Is eaastanUy bah added
all the neeeaable Una of sroceries aad pro
Tlalens, such as
Cranberrita,
Fin Pickles,
QriedBeef Chipped to order.
Anchovy mustard,
Candies and Nuts,
Eastern Buckwheat Four,
Canned Ooods of AU Kinds,
Bohemian Glassware, Eto,
Tbaee goads wars all basest vten arises
ere law and the basalt of tks martin will be
glean to his eoeteaiare. Bewewber tbe pie er,
a UeaU earner earint aad Bmlalbls Say
Ctnrmd Uytr.
PiwisioDS
Albany Nurseries
Bakery
ar
kliebty growth the last tan yeectiate aas sf tks world's great cittsa ia
without a parallel. Neeaeeaaaew portray bar rssourose or the eontiaued
prosperity that tks years sf the f stars will pear into bar
And bar eeeais skere Uses a Lakes and scud,
asters bean so lavish 1a bar gifts as to auks tbe
Worlds Last Great City.
BesM, ea bar seven hiUa, was as Mtkiag to esattle'a anew crowned Olym
ales ea tbt aerta ass) west Cssosdee eatke east aad sonto, and from those
mighty balwarks ef aeelth, ekergy iaspiratioa-airins. there arises tbe mighty
Meant Saaier, a-w-a-v above every oempsUtor ea the Pacific, remindias one
ef - ! . .
SEATTLE, THE
At the bass, wblob, ia another score
city on tke Pesinc. the world's largest
THE VJASSOil. ADDITION
-TO SEATTLE
JUST PTJT 02?
Lots $200 and upwards. Will be
taken off the market in 30 Days.
Some 'of; its
Bvery tee ia fall view ef Meant Basier aad Lake Wsaniagtea; s railroad;
et as no adjoining 1st tens riisrsn elactria railway aa soea as can be com-
B" led ao it kslf desaa iae' resteaeee afaeadt aarler eoatract ea addition; a
, fasaals eaUage fa a sahed SoseeV. 1890. Without doabt the
VJA8S0rvTS
Is the Iaoe where yeople ef bbobcv, sonso and rsflnement will wake their
bonus, aad why? Boons as tbe eollege, the mineral springs, Ravenna Park,
tbe view ef If oast Banian (which is grander here than anywhere ele on
Pnrct 8eaad) if for ae other reason, wenld make it most desirable.
Ia 8eattla a mighty eity is building, lake bold of tbe beet while you have
a chanee at at lowest prices.
TO THE PIONEER A WORD:
Why did yea cross tbe plains ? Why did yoa take your lite and that of
others ia yoar baads aad eesne tu the Coast? What pen can write the
history t Yea nave eeao4aered this 'and, made the growth of great cities im
perative and the smsssing of eolosssl fortunes, almost in a day, possible.
New, by the ia vest me at of a few thousand, or hundred dollars, yon may reap
the harvest that feoloan to yon. Will yoa do it? Tbe greatest corporations,
tbe ablest financiers of Europe aad America are investing thousands, nay.
Billions, in Seatte.-. Willyva not invest? Your chanoe ia NOW. Seise it.
I bave a 60 acre tract, aa 80 and two 40 acre tracts. Only a few loft cheap;
ripe fer platting; any one of which will make yoa a fortune in a short time.
nay quick. 1 eaa'l as plicate them.
Ksv. J. R, Kirk pa trick is among you and the sole agent for Waaeom's
Addition ia Oregon. Call ea bim at once.
I will be la Albany ia a few days and will remain only a day. I would
be glad to meet yoa persoaally aad urge yoa to join as in the material up-
tmiloUBjr ol Veettla, the (jossa City of tha facibo. When tn Seattle be sure
sad eall at room MS, stesttje Sleek, where I will take pleasure in showing
yen tbeerty.
HARBORS
Never has the hand tt
QUEEN CITY.
ef years, will pass in population every
ocean.
THIS TTAftTTnT.
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