The Cuero Daily Record (Cuero, Tex.), Vol. 31, No. 78, Ed. 1 Sunday, October 3, 1909 Page: 3 of 6
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Sliced Beef is better than the old*
fashioned “dried” beef, we mean it.
juicy and tender, delicious in flavor,
ready to use; packed in vacuum glass
jars, without any preservative whatever
We know you will like the “Beech-Nu
Brand" Beef. Better order a sample jar
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One Way Colonist Tickets
To California Points and
Northwest at
’Oreatly Reduced Rates
via
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On sale Sept. 15 to Oct. 15, *09.
See G. H. & S- A. Railway
agents tor patticnlars.
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? Evaporated Peaches, Pro net,
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IASI VOYAGE
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| By Randall Parrish
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Dlutntioet by Dearborn Melvill
cV. D. BVAN8
Practical Jeweler
Watch and- Jeyyrlry Repairing
Glasses fitted; second-hand
watches bought and sold. Mam
street, next to Grossman's.
MRS. B. S. WRIGHT
(Pupil of Etgll Liebliug, Chicago)
—TEACHEK OF—
PIANO
Cor. Wench and Depot Sts.. Caere.
OnyrAfti ▲.c.aooiue a a*..im
SYNOPSIS.
tnurna l—Th* itwr wtw with
We ntroductloa ot John Stephens, ad-
venturer. a Massachusetts man marooned
by nutkoritias at Valparaiso, Chile Bo-
te* Inter**tad In mining operationa In
Bolivia, ho waa denounced by Chile aa
an Insurrectionist and as a oeasequenoe
was hiding. At his hotel his attention
was attraitod by aa Bngtlslunaa and n
young woman.
, OKAJPTElt n.—Stephens rescued the
roumy woman from a drunken effloer.
He waa thanked by bo*.
CHAPTER III.—Admiral of the Peruvi-
an navy aoafrented Stephens, tnld him
that war had boon declared between
Chile and Peru and offered him the of-
ten of captain. Ho desired that that
night the Esmeralda, a Chlloaa vessel.
■hauld be captured. Stephens accepted
the *0mmission-
CHAPTER IY.—Stephens mot a motley
•row. to which ho was assigned. HO
gave them Anal instructions.
CHAPTER V.—Thoy ouoooosfuliv cap-
tured the vessel supposed to bo the Es-
meralda, through strategy.
CHAPTER VL-jdapt. Stephens gave di-
lations for the departure of the craft
motions
CHAPTER YIL—Ho entered the cab-
in and discovered the English woman
and her maid
CHAPTER Vm. — Stephens quickly
learned the wrong vessel had been cap-
tured. Lord Darlington's private yacht
the lord's wife and maid being aboard.
He explained the eltuatlea to her lady-
ship.
CHAPTER IX.-Thou -ate inr
tie laid bare the plot, saying that the
Sea Queen had been taken In order to
go to the Antarctic circle.
CHAPTER X—Tuttle explained that oa
a former voyage he had learned that the
Donna Isabel was lost In 1763. He had
found it frozen In a huge case of lee
•u an island and contained mo.a gold
CHAPTER XL—Stephens, however, con-
sented to be captain of the expedition.
He told Lady Darlington. She was great-
ly alarmed.* but expressed oeafldenoe la
him.
CHAPTER XIL-Ttm Sea Queen en-
countered a vessel in the fog Stephens
attempted to communicate, which caused
a Seres struggle and he was overcoma
Tuttle finally squaring the situation.
Then the 8ea Queen headed south again.
CHAPTER XHI.—Under Tuttle's guid-
ance the vessel made progress toward
Its goal.
CHAPTER XIV.-De Nova, the mate,
told Stephens that hb believed Tuttle, now
acting aa skipper, insane because of hie
queer actions
CHAPTER XT.—Stephens was • wak-
ened by crashing of glass. He s$w Tut*
tie in the grip of a spasm oi religious ma-
nia and overcame him. The sailor upon re-
raining his senses was taken 01.
CHAPTER XVI.—Tuttlb scram 1 tied sui-
cide by shooting. Upon vote of the
crew Stephens assumed the leadership and
the men decided to continue the freas-
ure hunt, tbe islands being supposed to
distant
be only 100 miles
CHAPTER XVII.—Tuttle was burled In
Dafln
ens av
_ supposed
basis for Tuttle's religious mania.
tbe sea. Lad
service,
the ghost,
Lady D&fUngton pronouncing the
Stephens awaking from sleep saw
to Have formed the
prot
Sam
CHAPTER XVTII.—Upon advice of
Lady Darlington, Stephens started to
ob* the ghost. He came upon IJeut.
.nchaz, the drunken officer he had hum-
bled In Chi la He found that at San-
ches* Inspiration, Engineer McKnight
played.“gho#t’' to scare the men into giv-
ing up1 the quest.
CHAPTER XIX.—Stephens announced.
that the Sea Queen was at the spot
where Tuttle'S quest was supposed to be.
The crew was anxious to go on la furth-
er search. De Nova and Stephens con-
quered them In a (1st fight. Lady Dar-
lington thanked him.
CHAPTER XX-The Sea Queen start-
ed northward. She was wrecked In a
fog. Stephens, De Nova. Lady Darlington
and her .maid being among those to set
out In a life boat.
CHAPTER 1 XXL—Ten were rescued.
Stephens saw only one chance in a thou-
sand for life. Lady Darlington confessed
her love to Stephens and he did likewise.
CHAPTER XXII.—Lady Darlington
told hqr life story: how- she had been
bartered for a title, her yearning for ab-
sent love. She revealed herself as the
school Chum or 'Stephens" sister. She ex-
sent love. She revealed
school Chum or 'Stephens' -r;----------
pressed a wish to die In tKe sea rather
than face her former friends and g#
back te the old Ufa A ship was sighted.
CHAPTER XXIII.—The craft proved to
be a derelict. They boarded her. She
was frozen tight with hundreds of years
of Ice. Stephens found fromn bodies.
CHAPTER XXIV.—They accomplished
the grewsome task of cleaning the cab-
in of the frozen bodies and rendering it
fit for habitation. The vesbel waa the
Donna Isabel, loot In 1788. 126 years pre-
vious.
chapter xxv;
In Which We Learn the Story of the
Donna Isabel.*
The short Antarctic day left us lit-
tle opportunity for the work on deck.
However, I kept the men employed aa
long aa possible, first setting them at
hauling up the longboat, and stowing
It safely away* under shelter, and then'
at untangling some of the raffle forward.
They went at this last task rather
unwillingly, for It was carried on in
full view of. that ice-casketed figure
guarding the forecastle, yet they got
'out two fairly serviceable spars ^and a
considerable amount of cordage §tr
protected by the* Ice coating as to
be still of value. When we finally
knocked off and started aft In a body,
a dark, cloudy night was about us, the
snow falling so thickly as to make it
impossible to see across the deck.
Dade was busily preparing supper In
the wrecked galley, the red glare of
bis fire shining forth through the
drifting flakes, while glimpses of light
stole out la welcome from the forward
cabin windows.
The latter appeared shipshape and
cheerful enough as we slid back the
.v"#
door and stepped within. Scarcely
a reminder was left of that horrible in-
terior dominated by death which had
been revealed to me a few hours be-
fore by the smoky glare of the torch.
While we were laboring forward to
clear the deck, Doris and Celeste evi-
dently had also been diligently em-
ployed, and with womanly intuition
had given to the desolate interior a
home-like touch which was irresistible.
I could only come to a pause—gazing
about and wondering if we could real-
ly be afloat upon a century-old wreck,
iosaed helplessly on the waters of the
Polar sea. The odd, old-fashioned
swinging lantern threw vloiet-hued
rays over the snug scene, while hi the
center the table, covered by a spotless
cloth, was fairly glistening In a bril-
liant display of ancient silver, newly
polished, and of decorated glass. Doris,
who had been engaged in giving the
arrangement some final deft touches,
turned instantly at the sound of our
entrance, her sweet face brightening
with interest as she read the amaze-
ment pictured A my eyes.
“You have actually worked a
marvel!” I exclaimed, admiringly.
“Where In the world did you unearth
such a display?”
“From a locker behind the steward’s
pantry,” she replied, Smilingly. “But,
oh,” with a shiver, “it was most bitten
ly cold in there when we first opened
the door. I actually had to wait half
an hour before venturing in. Yet you
should have seen what we found; this
is not half—the silver service was
simply magnificent;- and see—every
piece is beautifully engraven with a
fac simile of the ship, and a master-
piece of art.”
. I gazed at the bit of plat* handed
me, weighing it in my hand, and study-
ing the decidedly elaborate scroll.
“I have read that these old galleons
were often furnished regardless of ex-
pense," I said, “and the Dons were
high livers. Did you make any other
discoveries?”
“Only several cases of liquor, but all
were frozen solid. The lazarette opens
from the pantry, and we succeeded in
lifting the trap-door, but the cold of
the air which came up was so intensa
that we were compelled to drop it
again immediately. I never Imagined
such an atmosphere possible.”
»_ “It is the breath of 126 years of
polar winter,” I explained. “This very
cabin was of that same temperature
when we first broke through its Ice
covering.”
She pressed her palms to her tem-
ples, staring about her at the gray,
gold-decorated interior.
“Do you actually mean to tell me
that—that this wreck has been drift-
ing and tossing about all that time?”
she questioned unbelievingly.
“No, not drifting and tossing about,
but solidly imbedded within the ice
far south of this. This vessel is the
Donna Isabel—the same one Tuttle
saw—and her log-book lies in that
farthest state-room yonder. Its last
entry was made In September, 1753.”
She sank down upqn the bench, her
eyes upon my face, and I heard her
lips repeating softly: “September,
1753, Sept ember, 1753,” as though the
conception could hardly find accept-
ance in her mind. .The men were
grouped close beside the entrance,
while De Nova and Celeste bad gone
forward to assist Dade in bringing his
supper from the galley, so that for the
moment we were comparatively alone.
As I bent over, won^rlng what I had
best say, she questioned quickly, with
a little sharp indrawing of the breath:
“And—and the people, Jack,—the—
crew? What became ofcthem?”
“Dead more than a century ago,” I
answered solemnly. “I did not stop
this morning to read the log, and so
I know littla of their story. But the
vessel itself tells of storm and of long
struggle in the ice; probably most of
those on board perished from expos-
ure-and cold.”
Her hands clasped mine, h«r cheeks
white from apprehension.
“Were—were there any—any bodies
—here?”
“Yesr I replied reluctantly, not dar-
ing to say otherwise. * \
"How—how many?”
■ “Four men, a woman, and a child.”
.An instant she stared into my face;
then swept her eyes about the light-
ed cabin, only to bury them within her
hands, her whole body trembling.
“A—a woman and child! Here!
here! for 126 years! - Oh, merciful
God!” she lifted her eyes again, filled
with horror, bee hands clenched.
“They—they were actually here, ap-
pearing natural? looking* as they did
in. life?”
“Yes: they seemed to be sleeping,
for they had been solidly frozen in the
very attitudes In which they died. The
woman rested on the couch yonder.
She had beautiful dark hair and eyes,
and must have fleen about 30 years of
The chili! was in a bunk, a little
flaxen-haired girl of three,or four."
‘And—and you buried them?”
“As best we could We wrnnped
them irf biaukets. and consigned ’hem
to the deep, with a prayer for their
sou’s.” 1[ bent closer, “DoTis, d^ar,
don't let '• his rest so heavily upon you,
I wish I might have kept it all hidden.
It was only the end of one of the in.
numerable tragedies of the sea. wA
must face our own needs now, and
that task will require all our courage.”
I thought /ihe did not hear m«\ the
tears continuing to fall between he;
fingers, half-suppfesed sobs shaking
her form. Yet as 1 rested my hand*
upon her shoulder, she looked up a*
me out of moistened t'yf's,, her iip*
firmly set. r ..
“Yes—yes; 1 know, Jack, but—‘but
It is all so terrible, and—and has come
to* me with such a shock. I can not
comprehend it—that they should have
actually been here—here, all tfeosc
years—waiting! But 1 will not think
of it any longer; I—I will do some-
thing to make me forget.”
We all messed together, sitting upon
the long benches drawn up about the
table. Dade waiting upon us, with Dor-
is and Celest^ occupying places be-
tween De Nova and myself. At the
beginning we spoke little, the strange-
ness of our surroundings holding us
silent, but the minds of all being busy
with the same thought, we insensibly
drifted into conversation 'regarding
our chances of rescue, and the history
of the old vessel in whose cabin we
floated. Qnce De Nova introduced the
subject of the treasure which might
be stored away below deck, and the
jnen exhibited their Interest by au-
merous question; but I gave them lit-
tle encouragement along this line, re-
alizing that for the present our earli-
est effort should be to transform the
wreck into some degree of safety—a
sail first, and a clean rudder; these at-
tained, the search for treasure might
begin. ^
What a scene anmgroup that was!—
the wintry night wTthout, the drifting
fog of snow, the .helpless hulk rising
and falling upon the treacherous heave
of the sea, that odd, violet-colored light
gleaming over us. The faces are even
before me—the girlish looking Celeste,
with her dark curls and white teeth;
Lady Darlington, her gray eyes still
moist as -she glanced about the in-
terior, uriforgetful of Its memories; De
Nova, Jaunty as ever, with no thought
beyond the present, recalling to my
mind with every movement the face of
that dead Spani&ul who for more than
a century had sat where he was sit-
ting; Sanchez, pale and with that
hunted look, a counterpart no doubt of
some seaman this ship had known In
other days; McKnight, burly and red-
necked; Kelly, his blue eyes filled with
the merriment of old Ireland; John-
son, broad-shouldered, and sober-faced,
eating steadily, with never a lift of
his shaggy brows; and Dade, fluttering
about like a waiter ashore, With his
eternal smirking and suggestion of a
tip.
When the dishes had finally been re-
moved I gave the men permission to
smoke, went back to the after state-
room, and brought forth the lgg-hdok,
which we made anr effort to decipher.
It was roughly written and by a num-
her of different hands, and between us
our knowledge of early Spanish script
was barely sufficient to enable us to
read a portion of it. The earlier en-
tries made by thet captain, although
badly /aded, were legible , enough,
bringing the story of the voyage down
to the latter part of July, and recount-
ing a series of severe gales, involving
the loss of several members of the
crew. Then a new hand took up the
pen, “Balaza, first officer,” the captain
having been killed by a falling spar;
for a week or ten da>s the tale was
of fierce struggles in the ice-pack, and
a steady drift tb the southward.-Others
followed—“Alcassar, second officer,"
“Salvatore, government agent,” every
line the record of new disaster, gales,
wrecked rigging and death. They}
were locked in beyond all hope early
in August, vast hummocks overhang-
ing the deck, the forecastle sealed by
ice, the cold so deadly the red-hot
stove scarcely kept the numbing chill
from the cabin, the doors and windows
of which they had covered with
blankets. Not a#day passed but that
they carried out their dead Upon the
ice, leaving them beyond sight of the
deck. The names were all written
down. There came a time when the
survivors were too few and weak even
for that service; when they could do
nothing but cower within the cabin
and cast dice to settle on who should
go down into the icy hold and bring
up the fuel which alone kept life in
them. ?They drank and played cards;
they quarreled, forgetting everything
human and reverting to brutes. The
child pt Senora Alcatras died; the next
day the mother went quietly to sleep,
never to wake again. They did not
even know when .her final breath came.
She was the last of the women. The
boatswain, Pedro Reo,' passed away
that same night, sitting on the deck;
and there was left only Salvatore,
who had gone mad, a seaman named
Juan Ruiz, and a passenger, Antonio
Saltere. It ^ar the latter who wrote
the final entry, September 11, 17?.? •
“I touched Ruiz just now, he was stone
cold; there it only 8a!vatore left, grin-
ning at mo acrosa the table; the last
candle Is going out, too, and f haven't
strength to go, after more. Jesu,
mercy.” It ended' in the v\v'k page.
I straightened up, u Ao articu-
late, scarcely able to see. Celeste clung
convulsively to De Nova’s sleeve, her
eyes staring at me, her lips parted as
if for a scream; Doris had bowed her*
face upon the table; the men sat hor- ■
rifled, breathing heavily. So Intense
was the silence that I could hear the
crackling of the coal, the shari? swish
of snow against the window. And that,
awful thing had actually happened
here, here where we were sitting!
Here in the pitiless darkness, those
last two. lives had gone out to meet
their God — despairing, hopeless;
Scarcely realizing what I did, I bent
low over Lady Darlington.
"Doris, sweetheart,” I whispered, my
words barely audible to her alone,
“this will drive us all mad unless we
can do something to bring ba^ faith
and hope. I beg of you to sing to us,
sing to us here.”
She looked up, white-faced, webeyed,
her hands trembling violently aa they
touched mine.
“Oh* I could not, I could not; the
words would choke me.”
She arose unsteadily to her fleet,
gripping, the table, then the back of
the bench, and thus helped, staggered
rather than walked forward. A tong,
breathless moment ahe stood, grasping
the window-casing, staring blindly eat
into the dark, the snow flecking the
glass, her shoulders bent and trem-
bling. She turned slowly, ashen-lipped,
one hand shadowing her eyes. Twice
she endeavored vainly to find voice;
then, clear, yet with the glistening of
tears clinging to each Word, she sang:
Jesua. Saviour, pilot me
Over llfe’e tempestuous sea;
Unknown waves before me roll,
Hiding rock, and treacherous skoal.
Chart and compass com# from Thos;
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me.
While I live I remember the won-
drous change la her face as she sang
—the effect pictured in those faces
watching her.
As a mother stills her ehiid.
Thou caast hush tha ocean wild;
Boisterous waves obey Thy will,
Wfeen Thou aayest te these: “Be stilt”
Wondrous Sovereign of the Sea,
iMui ‘flaarteuv. allot ma.
She straightened, her fine eyes dark-
ening, and I noticed Johnson leaning
forward, clenching the table with his
hard hands.
When at last I near the shore.
And the fearful breakers roar
’Twlxt me and the peaceful rest.
Then, while leaning on Thy breast.
May I hear Thee say to me,
"Fear not, I will pilot thee.**
-In the intense silence that followed
she crossed to where I sat, placed
one hand upon my shoulder, and bent
down until her cheek pressed my
sleeve. One by one the meni filed
gravely out into the darkness of the
deck, leaving us there alone. ,
“Hotel Ma
Up-to-date. Rnropesn Plan.
Rates fll.00 to fll.60 per day.
MRS. MATTIE COX , - Pi
C. B WARD, ..
380 H. Houston St., Ban Antoni*,
SEPTEWa
The month in which ,the
begins fo call yonr attentioa
he has arrived and we, too,
to remind yon that we have every-
thing that goes with him,
Jnst opened followidg fresh
Ferudell Catsup, Oyster Cocktail,
I Tobasco S*ace; Prepared Horse Radish,
Horse Radish mustard. Pickles both
sweet sod sour, in glass and bulk,
Olives, class A. and D„ Olive Re|
and Olives (ManzllUi type).
Try a fine salt mackerel for yonr
breakfast, a fine dish of sour kraut
your dinner and last, but not
fine brick cheese sandwich for
|por;-these, too, we have jut
'and they are freehgoods.
(Continued Nest Sunday)
St atk of Ohio, City op Tolbdo j ss.
v Lucas County. /
Frank J. Cherry makes oath that he
is senior partner of the firm of F. J. Chb-
nky & Co., doing business iu the City
of Toledo, County ana State aforesaid,
and that said firm will pay the sum of
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS for each
and every case of Catarrh that cannot
be cured by the use of HalVs Catarrh
Cure. Frank Chkney.
Sworn to before me and subscribed iu
rav presence? this 6th day of December.
A.' D. 1886.
—v A. W. GI.K4SOM,
L \ Notary Public.
The Old Reliable
B. RDNGE 4 COMPANY.
Phone 4.
t
Hall’s Catarrh Cure is taken internal-
ly and acts directly on the blood and km*
cous surfaces of the system. Send fo/
estimomals, free.
. K. J, Cheney &/CO., Toledo, O.
Sold by all druggists, 75c.
HAll’s Family Pills are the best
County Court Jurors.
FIRST WBKK„ f
W. I. Anderson. £. Ad dicks,
H. G. Brown, C. M. Bates, H.
Bohne, Jr., Jno. Boeht, Fred
Blnbtn, G. Brand, E- W. Bnske,
J. W. Csridwell, W. P. Dew,
Blake Alexander, J. L. Dnhose,
D. M. Dawson, Wm. Diebel, J. M.
Eubank, P. E- Edgar, Lee Fudge.
SECOND WEEK.
R. W. Anderson, Gns Albrecht,
Anton Atzenhofer, Paul Arnold,
R. H. Barnes, Wm. Brigbtwell.
Louis j. Bauer, Anton Bock, Aug.
Barth, Hy. Bues, Jr., J1*F. Card,
J. A. Crawford, Otto Dahme, Win.
Davis, D- . M. Dickinson; Albert
Dtideistadt, J. M. Elder, R. J.
Friedrichs.
Because yon have not heard
me lately Is no sign I have f<
yon need p fence. I see tl
of ft every-day when I pass |
homes aurrsaoded by fences
would stop a Chiuese
far as looks is concerned,
wouldn’t stop a cat ii it was
gainst them, so frail are
Now, honestly, aren't you ______
of the fences that some people have?
Not the one you have, of
bat the other fellow. If yon
as much money as he
would do better for a fence,
yon? Well, suppose yon
example and strain a pc.
and pinch off a corner there
me pnt you np a pretty,«
durable and useful fence, one that
yonr friends and neighbors will be
proud they have in their part of
town. A fence of that kind will
not cost any more than a picket
fence, and my, how it will help the
appearance of that neat home of
yojkrs. Some day that baby of
CONSTIPATION.
Its Cause and How to Cure it
your9 may climb np on that
fence that is nearly worn uut and
tbe fence may fall and break the
little fellow’s head on your* con-
crete sidewalk. But he can climb
op-on tbe fence I pnt up and be
can't hurt it nor himself. V
Now think about this serionsly.
Then call me np on phone No, i
and let me give yon the right fig-
ures. The fall season ^!s opening
np, yoa’il be busy and c
and so proud of your
Yours withon
;f m
Rat too much,
Stomaph feels bloated,
All out of sorts,
Don’t feel like work to-day. Guess
I’ve another case of biliousness.
“Take anything?"
"Yes; some pills, but no results; sup-
pose I’m getting ironclad. Sometimes I
doable the dose, then they physic me so
hard I’m too weak to york. Think 1*11
have to iky something new.**
t "Ever try Prickly Ash Bitters?"
/ ‘‘.Wi; I’ve heard a good deal about it,
but never tried it."
■ "Well, you’ll be pleased with the re-
sults."
The putative action of Prickly Ash
Bitters not only removes hard impac-
tions, gas aud impurities, but it strength-
ens the muscular action of the bowels
which causes them to move regularly.
Prickly Ash Bitters is a lX>wel tonic
and regulator in the truest sense. . It
promotes daily evacuations, establishes
healthy movements and is the best
known remedy for disordered digestion,
flatulence and a constipated habit.
D. M. r.lackwc-Mer, of Litchfield, III., says in
the Litchfield News: "I am perfectly willing, in
fact glad to testify to the value of Prickly Ash
Bitters as a medicine for the kidneys, stomach
and bowels. I have used It whenever I needed
anything of the kind for the'last fifteen year#
and it has always given satisfaction."
Get the genuine with the figure
"3" in red on front label.
Sold by druggists. 'Price fll.00. #
There was a crowd all day
terday around the window of
ler’s store where fhe young
was taking her hypnotic sleep of
twenty-four honra, after beiog pot
In that condition at tbe show Fri-
day night. 8be was put in to
wake at 8:30 last night and it la
likely s e waked on time. As aa
economical plan to save meala
that’s a good stnnit, bat one few
wonld care to aod^ke.
We have the accounts of W. N.
Midget! for collection. Those par-
es knowing themselves Indebted
to him will please call at Record
office and settle..
Howerton & Co.
Nice Home.
Who wants to trade tor a nice
five room cottage in north Ct^ero
with nearly an acre of land? Price
• reasonable and will take one
third in.cash or trade, balance on
time to 3uit purchaser at 8 per cent
nterest.
Howbrton & Co. *
Pianos! Pianos!! Pianos!!! *
Who wants to bay a good sec-
ond band piano? Can furnish at
nominal figures either a Matto-
check or an Emerson. Both are in
good repair and for practice work
are just as good as a brand new
costly instrument. For particulars
see the Record.
1 Hi
v
A Negro, home.
Who w.nts to bejr ■
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