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Newspaper Page TextLane County Bank. (EltablLhed in 18SZ) EUGENE, OREGON. A general Banking business aii branches transacted on favorable terms. A G. HOVEY, President. J "I. AHltAMS, Cashier. A. O. HOVEY, Jit., Asst. Cashr. Mexican Mustang Liniment for Barns, Caked & Inflamed Udders. Piles, . Rheumatic Pains, Bruises and Strains, Running Sores, Inflammations, Stiff joints, Harness & Saddle Sores, Sciatica, Lumbago. Scalds, Blisters, Insect Bites, All Cattle Ailments, All Horse Ailments, All Sheep Ailments, Penetrates Muscle. Membrane and Tissue; Quickly to the Very Seat of Pain and Ousts It in a Jiffy. Rub in Vigorously. Mustang Liniment conquer! Pain, Makes flan or Beast well again. l't extrs prtiniiry Re Jweiiator is toe most jonderful MicOTery of S been en rowdtiythe iMdingKien. gro men of Europe end America. Hudran Is EE? ""dun stops "Wtraess J the dis- Constipation, .Dizziness, Falling Sen sation r, Nerv ous twitching ot the eyes and other paits. Strengthens, in v i g orates and tones the entire tyitem. H (id van cures Debility, Nervousness, Kml salon b, and develop s and restores t eak ergons. Kius in the bactr. losses A a . "B0 in 20 n.rs. dire. I ACT MiRHOOD Liht stopped . ,pJJ.lTvOvr2,00''pt!vRfecniloements. rojAiureaeta nouns lmnotenry in. ine ant r;.Jl to a fymp.om of wroirfll weRknesa fcv-hv!I.ennT- 11 cao be s.opwjJ in J days 6Y he oso o f Hudyan. to3 Ji. ,dwovery was miidA br Sec.a.. as orthe old famous Hudson MedlcAl Institute, ll" !? ftronpcst vlmiltur mode. It Is very E7!t ' b,i ha'ttn. fold for $1.00 a K.21I ptokB SoT S5.C0(.t!ii8eJc4 boxes). r lien jfiar mv.ee givi-n fnra cure. If yon boy rn?"i"l re rot entirely cured, jlx more JJ . HO! MKDICAU 3NATITUTB, u.rUon Stocktou, lUarfcirt & Ellin SU. & is t rIORN SltXiywlngton's 9th street drnic .tore. DO IOU KNOW M. FELIX LE BRUM'S 5gL M PEWYHHTHL PIUK S37.2"n th-mark':. flte;r. u"Unc,w.j.u. IB- night! 3 "lOVe.1 THE BOWELS IN I THF MORNING I at rest. "h.1!1,8 d?n i"lefPJ w no mow The eplendui affluence of earth andaky lhe proud proccion of the im LTt' .m0,, th. TTh"?g 1Tk lo the ns soar, The nightingale wiUl thejt d k dI!n. v Nay. I shall be in my low, Bilen, h , Of all earth'e grwloua mlntatriosTware. Glad with the gladntse of the Op gently Bad with .adnea, of the gSar Yet done with atriving and foreclosed of "At rest-at restl" What better thing to nay' -Louiae Chandler Moulton in Century. A WOMAN'S LIFE. Jean turned and said good night at tho Uoor. There vfas a diminiBhing rumble of wheels on tho stone pavement, and she Baa alone. She walked qulokly aoross the hall and opened the door of her sitting room. Bed coals glowed in the grate, and she was drawn toward it. She leaned hor elbow upon the mantel and ran her gloved hand through her hair. Her loosened oloak slid to tho floor and lay In a black and pink mass at her feet. As she stood outlined by the glow of the Are against the dark tiling she looked like some fair goddess. The mirror over the mantel reflected the queenly pose of the head orowned with golden brown hair. Two dark eyes blazed like stars, and a brilliant flush was on the usually white oheeks. The Ivory satin of her evening dress took on the soft hues of a rose in the firelight. What an evening It bad beenl She closed her eyes and reviowed Its scenes. She saw again tho long dinner table with its lights, flowers and china, all mingled In a kaleidoscopio mass of brlllianoy. She saw the distinguished persons gathered around the board where sho herself had beon the guest of honor. How they had praised berl And how sweet It all rang in her ears, for sho was young enough to be Ueve in the sincerity of praise and to love it. The nnme of hor book was on every tongue, and Joan thought as Bhe glanced, flushed and happy, Into the fncos bent to ward hers lu flattoring attention, "This world can have no greater joy than this." Now it was over, but Jean knew that In the morning she would be announced as one of the successes of the day. Her book was already In all the store windows, and representatives of the press wore clam oring for hor picture. She knew that In another week the invitations would pour In upon her and people beg for introduc tions. Sho know tho world and knew her own magnetic power and brlllianoy. "How hard I have worked for it nil!" she said, with a littlo Blgh, which was in stantly smothered lest shoawake the maid asleep on the couch. "But It is worth it There Is nothing so sweet as fame. It It Is so grand to one standing upon the threshold, what must It be to be known all over the world?" She turned slowly from the fire and sank wearily Into the cuddling depths of an armchair. The white lids closed over the brown eyes. Only for an Instant. Then she drew herself up rigidly and looked around with a startled gaze. What odor was that which came stealing over her sensos like breath from the past? Pshaw, she was dreaming! There was no odor, save in her ozolted Imagination. She drew a deep breath, but only to smell again the same sweot, delicate, Intangible scent. Jean turned and looked. A vase of white lilacs stood on the stand bohlnd her. She turned with the fiorcencss of a tiger and tore the blossoms from the vase. A letter fell to the floor, but she did not heed It. She burled her face In the cool white blossoms and drew in deep breaths of their odor. The room faded from her sight, and she looked past the tinted walls upon a soene dimmed by years. She saw an old fash ioned garden, calm and still In the moon light and filled with the soent of the spring flowers. A youth and maiden stood by the sagging gate. He leaned heavily against the post and looked at hor with troubled eyes. She stood tall and slender In the silvery light, and her whole figure trembled with nervous excitement. "It Is the dream of my life," she sold. "I shall never be happy nor contented un til I have tried It. You love the country and are contented here, but I hate it. I long for the olty and people. I want to bo a part of the world and to beoome famous. I feel here," she continued, folding her slim white hands over her heart, "that some day I shall be famous. You cannot understand me, Paul. I do not quite un derstand myself. Only this thing I know I will give up homo, friends and even lovo for my ambition. " A long silence followed her excited, ear nest words. Then Paul spoke slowly and with repressed emotion: "You must choose for yourself, Jean," he said, "and I will abide by your deci sion. You aro but a child In comparison with the world, and you will find it very hard- to a woman. Your happiness has always been more to roe than my own; but, Jcanle, dear, It is hard to give you un. Promi80 me one thing. " he continued "should you grow tired of the world, or should you llnd It disappointing, you will send for me. You will always find me waiting and faithful, though It bo years." Jean Impatiently waved the white lilao she had plucked from the bush ovor the Kate. "I promise, Paul, of course, and you must not think I don't care for you. I do really, only I am ambitious and do not wish to be tied to any one." Poul suppressed a groan. How lightly she treated it, this queer girl who hod the fierceness of a wild animal and the gentle ness of on angoll He felt so commonplace and dull beside her. It was a part of life, however, the renunciation of the dearest things. Ho was not a coward to whine about fate. Ho caught the hand which held the lilao In hls- "Thank you, Jean, and God bless you, be said. "I know that you will keep your promiso and send for me If the day comes that you need me." His gray eyes looked earnestly Into hers for a moment; then he tore the lilao from her hand and was gone. All this was six years ago. Now as Joan sat in tho firelight she followed her past struggles one by one. What up hill work It hod beenl Failures and dlscour aaements on every side, and yet she bad never given up. She had fought her way Inch by Inch and now was beginning to taste tho sweets of success. The book over which she had worked so herd for weeks had pleased the critics, and her fame was assured. . . But, after all, what did that fame meanf To have no life of her own, to stand al ways in the glare of the world's curiosity and to hnvo heralded from ocean to ocean her most trivial actions, to go dally through the same thing-dinners, teas, receptions, among crowds of people, not one of whom really cared for her, to work to the utter most of her strength by day and crowd her already wearied brain by night. The glamour was already wearing off at the edges under the homely spell of the lilacs. Paul stood before her, as she had last seen him, calm, gentle and sympathetic. She remembered all the kindnesses which she had valued so little then, and her heart was filled with a queer pain. . What oared she for the world, or what did the world care for berf The best fame oould offer was not worth a home wherein one oould rest, protected by love. When her youth and beauty wore off, when she be came wornout In body and mind, when she became old and sick, what would the world do then? It would leave her to die alono and would seek new celebrities. She remembered Paul's words and said them again softly to herself. "Should you grow tired of tho world, or should you find It disappointing, send for me. You will find me waiting and faithful, though It be years." The smell of the lilacs had brought her to her Bonses, and she realized the empti ness of her life. Jean sat with her head bowed upon the table for a long time. When she raised it again, her eyes were wet with toars, and her face was filled with a soft light. She kissed the crushed lllaos and plaoed them In the vase again, all save one little spray. Then sho glided softly to the escritoire and seized a pen. She wrote hurriedly for ten minutes and slipped the letter and the bit of lilao Into the envelope. Sealing and addressing it nervously, she drew a long breath. "How they will talk!" she said, with a soft littlo laugh. "And how happy wo Bholl be Paul and II It has been a fight between ambition and love, but love has won. I shall mall the letter mysolf In the morning. Dear Paull" She went over and aroused the sleeping maid and sent her off to bed, then drew the armchair before the grate and dreamed happy droams until a ray of daylight stole beneath the shade. It was noun when Jean came from her bedroom clad In her business costume. She smiled as she saw the lilacs on the Btand and crossed to the escritoire to got her letter. "I'll post it myself," she said. . "You darling flowers, you have given me my life." There was a businesslike letter on .the top of her desk. She picked it up and read, "Dear Madam We will pay you $10, 000 In cash, with a royalty, for a volume from your pon, to be finished Sept. 1," and the signature was that of a well known publishing house whose name W04 synonymous with success. Jean's face flushed, and she gave a glad cry: "Ten thousand dollars, with a royalty besides! 1 shall be ablo to spend two years abroad. What bliss! I shall write at once and accept It." Something rustled at her feet It was Paul's letter. She draw a hard breath and looked first at the letter In her hand and then at the one at her feet. Love or fame? Which should she chooser Jean's fooe bardoned. She felt like the soldlor who smells powder and Is anxious to bo on the Boene of aotlon. The noonday sun filled the room with its glare. Slowly picking up the letter at her foet, Bhe hesitated but a moment; then, cross ing quickly to the grate, dropped It on tho glowing coals. She did not wait to bos It burn, but sat at her desk and hastily wroto her lotter to the publishers. A tear fell on the page, but Jean brushed It away fiorcely. "Last night you were a romantlo fool," she said. "Your work lies before you, and you have no placo nor time for a heart. You have talents that you have no right to bury and a glorious future before you, and you shall not give It up." Arising hastily from her chair, there was a crash, and the vaso of lllaos lay shattered at her feot. Jean caught the fiowors and threw them Into the grate; then, womanlike, leaned her bead upon the mantel and sobbed bitterly for a fow minutes. Frosontly she grow quieter and wiped the traces of tears from her eyes. Soon she was ready for tho streot and dropped the letter Into the mailbox at the corner. Hor hand trembled as Bhe thought of the letter she bad intended to post, but the battle bad been fought, and Bhe was determined to enjoy the fruits of the vlo tory. Queen of Fashion. Raskin's 111 Assorted Marriage. They were married on April 10, 1848. The first days of the honeymoon were spent at Keswick, whence Ruskln wroto on Good Friday to Miss Mltfoid. His lot ter has a somber earnestness, not wlthont significance, as we trace the course of his 111 assorted marriage. "I begin to feel," he writes, "that all the work I have been doing and all the loves I have been cher ishing are ineffective and frivolous; that those are not times for watching olouds or droamlng over quiet waters; that more se rious work is to be done, and that the tlmo for endurance has come ratbor than for meditation, and for hope rather than happiness." A noble thoughtfulness Is manifest In these words, but we can understand that the gay young wife, full of life and spirits, was not altogether in sympathy with such a husband. The course of time revealed the dissimilarity between them more em phatically. Amid ceaseless labor, rondered increasingly trying by physical weakness, Buskin found It needed no small effort "to do what he believed to bo bis duty to ward a wlfo whose affection he earnestly sought, but whose tastes woro discordant with his." Meanwhile there were "disappointment and disillusioning" for the "young girl who found borsolf married, by parental ar rangement, to a man with whom she hod nothing In common, In habits of thought and life, though not so much In years her senior, taking 'small notloe or austerely' of the gayer world she preferred." Peoplo woro Intensely puzzled when she left blm after six years of married life, but the so cret Is not hard to fathom when wo see In what different worlds these uncongenial iplrita moved. Methodist Beview. The Retort Diaeourteooa. They say that certain young women In Boston who should be rosebuds on old and tenderly nurtured family bushes are thorns. They say that rudeness Is regarded by somo of those maidens as synonymous with cleverness. At a dinner party given here In honor of a well known English man Miss Pert said to the guest: "What did you oome over here for anywayf To pick up American dollars and take them back to England" To whloh the unruf fled guest replied: "Oh, no. I came here to start a school for teaching manners to young ladies. Shall I not have the pleas ore of adding your name to the list of pu pils?" Boston Journal. . BeaUns A boat the Buah. A. Whatl You call me a swindler' U No, but I am prepared to give 10 marks to any one who proves to me tb xjntrary. Deutsche Woapen. 1H "limOBr LBUuu. . Ohio and Indiana, although fairly friendly to tramps, are noted for certain ' 'hostile" f eaturos. The main one of these is the well known "tim ber lesson" clubbing at the hands of the inhabitants of certain towns. I experienced this muscular instruc tion at one unfortunate time in my life, and I must say that it is one of the best remedies for vagabondage that exists. But it is very crude and often cruel. In company with two other tramps I was made to run the gantlet ex tending from one end of the town of Oxford, Ind., to the other. The boys and men who were "timbering" us threw rocks and clubbed us most diligently. I caino out of the scrape with a rather sore back, and should probably have suffered more had I not been able to run with rather more than the usual speed. One of my fel low sufferers, I heard, was in a hospi tal for some time. My other com panion had his eye gouged terribly, and I fancy that he will nevor visit that town again. Apart from the "timber" custom, which I understand is now practiced in other communities also, these two states are good begging districts. There are plenty of tramps within their boundaries, and when "the eagles are gathered together" the car cass to be preyed upon is not far away. Century. Traits Inherited From a Stepfather. Touching our note on "Telegony,'' we have received a communication which may interest Professor Ro manes. It is to the effect that in a certain parish of Wiltshire (iwrticu lars of which we can furnish him if he desires it) there is an old woman whose first husband had "bright red, thick curly hair, " and their only child had exactly the same kind of hair. The woman became a widow, and she married secondly a man with "straight, soft, light brown hair, with not the least shade of red in it." No two men could have beon more unlike in appearance. Of the second family, there were four who resem bled their father and mother tho mother had pretty brown hair and eyes then came a boy and girl ex actly like the child of the first hus band, with the self same curly hair, "regular 'carrots,' blue eyes, and similar features.-" They are all living now, in or near the parish in question. Perhaps, nay, probably, there were anoestors of the true parents, near or remote, who had red hair, and therefore the case is not quite a satisfactory one, but Professor Romanes may think it worth while to look into it more closely. London Globe. The Smile That Never Came. "Stranger," said the young man with the white hair and the dyed mustache to the photographer, "I am here to git my picture took, and I'll tell you how it is. I've jist popped the question to a widder down our way with 40 acres of as good ground as ever a hog stuck his nose into, and I am now goin to read her an swer. When you see the pleasant smile stealin over my face, I want you to fire off the ole machine and let 'er go." "All right" The young man took his position, but he didn't get the photograph taken. Instead he rose to go without a word. "What's the matter?" asked the photographer. "There hain't nothin the mattor, 'ceptin that she says she's stuck on a preacher, and that I ain't got the sense l wos borned witn, tnat a all. Indianapolis Journal. Accounted For. It takes the "well brought up" child to discover the hidden mean ings of things. The other evening, at Mrs. E 's in K street, some body was showing -a picture of an artistio loving cup which had just been presented to a famous actor by his professional brethren. One of the party remarked that it had al ways been a marvel to him why a loving cup should have tbreo han dies. "I can account," said he, "for one handle as belonging to the lover and the other as belonging to the be loved, but the third handle The shrill little voice of Mrs. E 's youngest, who has seen two elder sisters pass through the marriageable period, piped up: "That's for the chaperon." Kate Field 8 Washington. Ooald H Bo a Mother? A citizen of North Dakota tells a reporter that he has to a large ex tent dropped all political problems and is absorbed on this question, "Is the hen that lays the egg or the hen that hatched it the mother of the chicken?" At this distance it is difficult to see how the aforesaid citizen ean arrive at more than one solution of this question. Suppose he bought an in cubator, furnished the heat and hatched the egg. Would he be the mother of the chicken? Minneapolis Journal. DlaffUleed Economy. "Rivers, you smoke to excess. .That's the third time this morning I've seen you light a fresh cigar with the sUmp of the old one. I call that disgraceful extravagance." "No, Banks, it's economy. Saves matches." Chicago Tribune. ticiira the great SKIN CURE Instantly Relieves TORTURING Skin Diseases And the most distressing- ium: i of itching, burning, blce.liiir, and scaly skin, scalp, and bim-l humors, and will in a r.injority of cases permit rest and sieco and point to a speedy, -ci n:a ner.t.aiiJ economics! euro when physicians, h:i;;piLa!.-i, .i:ij nil other r.mthotU faii. CUTICVJUA Works wonduhs, and cures of torturing, i!lsfli,i.;i!.i'.-i, hunii!iatin humors z:rv i'..?. 1:10.. wonderful ever recortl-tl. ': .'.I throughout the worM, I'rio.f'CTic . . ivi-.'-'.'h;.; Uksoi.vevt,!. l'OTT;:Hiu; 1 i l .:: si. Com-., Kolo l'ro... l'.J:t:ik. 1 ..II . . ..itluAbklnamll!luu,i," Al liuj, iiir.'.!c!t:n:. .FaclHl l.leiiiUhes, plmil), oily, mnthv skiu, falling hair, and .tmilo Imuv rwh-.d in vented and cured by Cutteura houp. MUSCULAR STRAINS, PAINS and wealtni'M, back ncho, woiilc Ll.t neya, rhounmUia, tuul c)ut pn'.iu rcik'Tod In i'u i.ilmito by tho Cu tlaara A&U I'til a 1 liwti-r. KARL'S LOOTS' .ojRIF.IEs. M1 M. AM An agreeable Laxative andNnwa Tonto. Bold by Draerffigtaoreeiit by mall. and $1.00 per package Samples free tTA VTA Tho Favorite TOOTH POWMR Bold by Ucnderson & Linn. NOTICE FOK PUBLICATION. Lund Oflloo at Rose burn, Or(mi, Jammry ZD, .Hltf. Notice it ht-u by given that Eniber M. John sod, widow of John N. JoUuhuu, do oenned, the following tminrd Battler bus fikd tiotieeof facr intention to mtike final proof Id support of bia oliiiio, and that Raid proof will bu rnndo before A. O. Jt'Uiiingt, coun ty clerk ot Lnne couuty, Oitrou, tit Eugene, Lnun county, Oregon, on Marob I), 181)5, Tig: John N. Johnson on bomestend o.itry No. 11798 for tho N K of Bto liV, Tp 11) B, Raw. Be rnmcH tlie following witncsBefi to prove bid oontiuuoun res id once upon and cultivation of, fluid lund viz: J am en Pur v in, JobI Addinpton, Dunitl HuutHtrRBr, all f Dexter, Lime cunuty, Oregon, and J. W. Kimball, of Trent, Laue county. Oregon. H. M. Vbatuh, llcgiBter. Hre tbc Ibiobcet of all Iblflb naacranteo High Frame, Wood Rim, De tachable Tire, Scorcher, weight, 21 lbs . . . . Steel Rims, WarerleyCtlncher Ttres, weight, 24 lba. 80 Regular Frame, same weights ana Ladle' Drop Frame, aame weights and Tires . s)7A Ladies' Diamond, Wood Rims, weight, 20 lba . . . .075 by mistake. for fHft r We wheel we nave ageaie. A Good Agent Wanted In every town where .re not aattifactortlv represented. A aplendid bullnesa awatta the right man.) THE NEW 3$. and k 1 .J NHJtra 1 150. FPU A CASE IT WILL NOT CUE, 0.1 -THE SHORT ROUTE To points In WAH1IINOTOS, IIMIIO, MONTANA, tJAKOTAH, MINNESOTA and the Kail. Through tickets on sale to and from CHICAGO, HT. I.OI IH, WAMIIINOTON, PHILADEL PHIA, NKW YORK, BOHTON and AIX I'OINTU In the United Slate., Canada and Europe. The Great Northern Railway U a new tramcontineutal line. Run. bullet library obsenra. tlon cars, palace.leeplug and dinlns can, family tourist deeper, and flrit and second class coaches. Having a rock tnllast track the Great Northern Railway Is free from du.t, one of the chief annoyance.ot transcontinental travel Round tickets with .top ovo Privilege, and choice of return routes. Fur further Information call Uiyon or write, E.J. FRASIER, Eugene, Oregon Ore. C. DOKoVAN, (jciicral Agent, IA' Thlidli.it.fi Portland, nn-gnu. Eugene Iron Works, GKO. X. FKAZEK, Proprietor. Steam Fittings, Brass Goods, Castings, Engines, Boilers Store Fronts, Etc. -Sriwlng Maohtnea Repaired. tXT Repairing ol all kinds done.-J, Agent for Lily Antl-Krlction Metal. Shop 011 K!gM street al Mill Kace Superior Photographs. -SATISFACTION GUARANTEED, Corner 8th and Willamette Sts. NOTICE FOU PUBLICATION Land Office at ltmeburg, Orrgou. January 31, 1!W. Notice is hereby given that the (olio lug nature settler bas filed notice of ber Inten tiou to trako couiittutiitinn Qnul proof ia sup port of her claim, anil that suid proof will 1-0 uinde beforo A O', Jt uuings, Oeuuty Clerk of Lane Couut. Oregon, ot u leui. Lane County. Oregou, ou Uarch 23. 18D5, viz: Sarah E. llower, on home stedd No. 71IJD, for the lota 1, 2, 3 and 4 of sec It, Tp 1(1 8, It 'i East. Bhe unuica the following; witnesses to pioro ht-r ooutiuuoiiH reMilcuce upon and cultivation of, said lend, via: Kale Mor gnu, of (late Creek, Lnne Co., Or. Ira P. Honor, of Gate creek. Lane Co., Or. Clar mice Thomson, of time Crook Lane Co, Or. Tlierou C. Thomson, of Gale Greek, Lane Co., Or. It. M. Vxaicn, Begialer. ' -NOTICE l''OK PUBLICATION. Land Office ut Koscbiirg, Or., Feb. 7, '96. inu-iumud SHttUr has filed notice of bis in tention to make Hunt proof in support of his o'niuj, and (hat snid proof will be made before A 0 Jennings, eouuty olerk of Lane county, Oregon, at Eugene, Lane oonnty Ore on, on Wednesday, March 27th 185. viz: Tbomns Oosfmge, on homestead en try No.6UUfi, lor the lots 3, 4 and 7, section 18, tp. 1'J s,r t w llu names lhe following witnesses to provo bis continnoas resiiienoe upon and cnlilvntiou of said laud, viz. Henry S. Tilton of Dexter, Lano oonnty Ongon;John A. llriggs of Dexter Lane county, Oregon; Alexius N. Miller, of Trent, Lane aounty, Oregi n; Samuel Parks ol l'lvasuut Hill Lane county, Oregon. It. M. Vbatcii, Receiver. NOTICE FOU PUBLICATION. Land OiTico at Roseburg, Or. February 0, 1805. Notice is hereby given that ths following-named soltlor has filed notioe of his intention to make Dual proof in support of his clnim, and that ssid pioof will be mads bofoio A. 0, Jennings, county olerk . of Lano county, Oregon, at Eugene, Lane coun y, Oregon, on Maroh Sloth, 18US, viz: Frank Lillv, on Homestead Entry No. GO 1 6 for the NEJi Heo II Tp 16 8. II 1 W. He names the following witnesses lo prove his continuous residenoe upou and cultivation of, suid land, vis : i William McCully, Alfred Montgomery, Curtis llulnl, and Thomas Whitruore, all of Isabel, Lane county, Oregon. II M. Vatoii, Register. (filGYCLES. superior to ane Xlcccie built (n tbc TKHotlO, regardless of price. Read the following opinion of one of the most prominent American dealers who has sold hundreds of these wheels: RrcnHOHD, Va., Oct 3, 1894 Indiana BieytU Company. Indianapoiii, Ind.: Gkntlbukn The waverley Scorcher and Belle came to hand w-.lf.rdav. We are afraid vou have sent ua the hlffh nriced wheel You can't mean to tell ua that this wheel retails must aay that it la, without exception, the prettiest wncci we nave tvci mtr, aim, mui cvj. 1 1 , " " " im ... although it weighs only 22 lba,, for of all Waverleya we have sold this year and la.t (and you know that la a right good number), we have never bad a single frame nor fork broken, cither from accident or defect, and that la more than we caa say of any other wheel, however high grade, ao called, that we sell. We congratulate ourselvea every day that we are the Waverley ever seen, ana, moreover, we nave iiiid ia it. iuu iruiy, walih v.. huu. a. IbJL,X7avrxtAXXID CATALOOVIt XT-RRIS. 1 INDIANA BICYCLE CO. V srvri ai-sx.aaw .vr. INDIANAPOLIS, IND. WAY EAST. . N. GO'S LINES.