Halletsville Herald. (Hallettsville, Tex.), Vol. 18, No. 6, Ed. 1 Thursday, November 1, 1888 Page: 3 of 8
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JLi LLETS VILLE.
TEXAS
MY FORMER SELF.
X know thee nbt, my youthful friend!
And yet I think that I can trace,
- As wistfully I gaze and bend.
Something familiar in thy face—
liethinks I've seen thy ruddy cheek.
Thy brow unwrinkled, fair and.high,
•Thy pleasant smile that seems to speak.
, Thy dark brown hair—thy sparkling eye!
Whan did I know thee? Thou art fair—
And I am frail and fuil of woe, ,
My aching brow U seamed with care—
Twas surely in the long ago!
How changed am I! while thou 'rt the same
As when I knew thee fresh and young;
Lore in thine eyes, a living flame.
, And tuneful witcheries on thy tongue 1
‘Thy heart was strong, thy step was light,
Ambition frolicked in thy brain.
And dared to dream of dizzier height
Than mortal effort could attain.
Thy fancies wandered unconflned.
Wild as the storms on mountain crest,
And free as gentlest summer wind
That wantons on the ocean's breast.
Time seemed before thine eager eyes
To stretch inimitably long;
For toll, for pleasure, for emprize.
For conflict of the right with wrong.
Such fate as failure never loomed
, On thy horizon's distant scope.
And all things possible assumed
The living forms of Love and Hope
AU this thou wert. and more than this!
When we were comrades stanch and true,
And never dreamed that present bliss
Could change Its texture or its hue;
Never, oh Lever, dreamed thakye&rs
Could put disunion 'twtxt ns twain,
'.And teach me amid groans and tears.
That thou and I had lived In vain 1
Time has rolled on, and thon. art left
A dream—a thought—and nothing more;
Of all thy former force bereft.
A broken billow on,the shore.!
While L or what in days long past.
Was like to thee in face and form.
Float like a leaf upon the blast
Of Death's inevitable storm.
■ Vain are regrets! All blooms decay.
That fruits mny follow in their stead;
Arid fruits must perish in their day.
That seeds may live when fruits are dead.
Our seed-time may be here on Earth,
Our Harvest is in Heaven above
A second and immortal birth
In God's Eternity of Love.
—Chari** Markov, in Yguth't Companion.
A MAKE-BEUEVE STORY.
with the outside means of a
rickety, rumbling, QlRwrmgoTa stage which
connected his towii with the nearest rail-
road station.
He had never traveled much, his temf)0-
rarily deferred journey to Montreal was a
great and unprecedented event in. his life.
He was a country farmer of very moderate-
means, but for all that, he had read, he had
observed, he never Houbted but that he was
much more a man of the world than others
who had had much better advantages for
becoming so. The very bulk of his conver-
sation was earned cm in the common ver-
nacular, but he felt that he could be courtly
and ceremonious to the last degree. When
he read a sentence that seemed to him to
be the thing in the way of polite repartee or
gallant. address,.ho reread it until he had
but 89 I can’t we will die together;’ ” and he
paused for breath, convinced that he had
established his reputation as a man Who
could say "pretty things as well as the next
one when he took a notion to.1’
“That’s it exactly,” replied his compan-
ion. “I ipurmur some appropriate reply,
and just as the lire is getting so uncomfort-
ably hot we hardly know where we are,
some one breaks in the window and rescues
us. I am so mortified at my ill-timed con-
fession I don’t know* what to do, and you
say that as we can never ferget^pur declara-
tions, suppose that we go to Europe to-
gether. Sow there’s a strong situation. A
horribly brutal husband in the background
and love aDd Europe urged upon my ac-
ceptance. Europe, that I have always pas-
sionately longed'to see and the man I love
Clever Woman’s Ruse with a
Supposed Detective.
George Dunlap was hurrying through the
railroad station at Springfield to catch the
train for Montreal. He was a little late,
and the knowledge of this fact so heightened
the susceptibility of his nerves that, when a
tall woman with her arms full of parcels
fell heavily against him, dropping her par-
cels. some of which burst and scattered
their contents in every direction, only the
•apse of the politeness due to her sex kept
him from using an ejaculation that would*4 sympathetic incredulity.
made it his own. That sort of thing was : to go witn me—ah-”
doubly effective, he tlfought, from a man She drew a long breath and her keen,
who commonly used the old-fashioned Yan- restless eyes grew soft with a look of incx-
kee dialect, it gave him the effect of being pressiblc gentleness; her odd, anxious feat-
conversant with several languages. ures worci&n exprqssionQf infinite yearn-
“I have sometimes found it rather dull
waiting here, but to-day I quite reckon on
it,” he replied, with his most polished man-
ner.” ’ •
“Did. you ever try to make the time pass
away by imagining the pursuits apd destina-
tions of the various persons you see around
you ?’* he added. f ' ,
“No,” she added, quickly. She still seemed
nervous from her shock. I should think it
would be very interating. Let’s begin
now.!’ • v, ‘
Mr. Dunlap looked helplessly around the
room.
Their few fellow travelers seemed of a
hopelessly nmitral, nOn-committal cast of.
countenance.
“Nobody here looks ez ef they’d ever done
any thing of much account an’ couldn’t ef
they set out-to,” he said, after a pause. “I
tell yon what less do,” he added, brighten-
ing, “lest ptft ourselves inter a story. To
begin with, we met by chance, the usual
way, an’ while settin’ here I. take an awfnl
shine to you. What d' yer say!’’ and he
nudged her in what he considered a jocose
but not indelicate manner.
She had looked at him sharply as he
dropped into bis ordinary habit of speaking,
and then apparently made up her mind that
he was acting some part. s
“Don’t you think that the beginning would
lack originality just a trifle!” she suggested.
“There are so many stories that begin hist
‘that way. Now, perhaps, if I fell in l5ve
with you it would be less obvious.” —
Mr. Dunlao had an idea that she was
laughing at him.
“Sudh things ez that hez ben known to
happen,’’ he said rather sulkily.
“O, certainly!” she assented. “I have
beard of Such instances, but we must im-
agine some rather unusual causes and cir-
cumstances—for instance, suppose that I am
married-” , •
“Be you?” he asked abruptly; “I took you
for a single woman.” '
“This is a make-believe story,” she an-
swered with a bright, mischievous smile.
“It’s gittin’rather common lor married
women to fall ih love with other men. now-
a-days,” he observed, rather revengefully,
“I accept your objection,” she sard; “but
of course there must be ‘attenuating cir-
cumstances,’ as some one says. My hus-
band, for instance,” she added, with a far-
away, inscrutable look, “we’ll suppose, for
sake of argument, is cross—brutal to me.
He strikes me on th'e slightest provocation.”
’Git out,” murmured Mr. Dunlap, with
at least have expressed great impatience
She bad clutched him nervously as she
slipped and he supported her a moment
while he inquired if she was hurt.
**I don’t know,” she said* panting. “1
turned my ankle—I feel terribly jarred*”
When she recovered herself sufficiently to
stapd without his help, he could do' no less
. than to offer to gather up her parcels, and
he had the satisfaction of- feeling that he
was doing his doty, and seeing his train
steam out of the station at one and the same
time.
“Well, as I have lost my train——” he be-
gan. as be stood holding some of her bundles
in his arms.
“Was.that your train?” she exclaimed,
Still visibly agitated. “It was mine, too, I
think—I am not sure—I am a stranger, I
want to go to Hartford:”
“This-was not your train then.” he an-
swered; “yours starts from the other side.”
“I was late, I had no time to- get a ticket.
What time floes the next train go to Hart-
ford?” she murmured, brokenly, lifting ap-
pealing eyes to bis.
*‘I will find out for you,” be said, feeling
quite compassionate toward her, though
she was neither young nor pretty, and there-
’ fore had no legitimate claim to a stranger’s
protection. r * *
He conducted her to the waiting room
mod presently returned from the ticketoffiee
with the information that she would have
to wait over three hoar*—until after dark
in fa<% for the trai^i.
Three hours alone !** she exclaimed, with
an unconscious naive stress on the “alone”
that Mr. Dunlap found very interesting.
“L too, must wait until evening for my
• train,” he said smiling, “and as it rains so
that we shall have to $tay in the depot, if
you toll permit me to sit here, I will do my-
self the pleasure of waiting with you for a
"time at least.”
• “You are very kind,” she answered sim-
ply. moving some of her bundles so that he
coaid sit closer to her than lie had perhaps
«t first intended, “and that, too, after my
Awkwardness made you miss your train.
Too heap coals of flm—which ought not to
be the leas hot because they are getting
rather trite—chestnut coals in fact, if you
will pardon the expression—upon my head.”
Mr. Dunlap had already made up his mind
that she was neither young npr pretty: he
now, as shq looked at him with a bright
Audacious smile, revised his onfnton to the
Axtent ef ifidtagthat She looked
Bhe was _______^ _
Aharp, old features, but her eyes, he de-
cided, were her strong point, tEay were .so
changeful in expression and exhibited the
different phases of her emotions with such
An intensity, such a singleness of purpose
from the appealing gaze of a frightened,
helpless child, to tha humorous qalzxica,
fiance she had thus given him.
“Will the delay incommode you very
lunch f” she added, seriously,
v “I did think it was quite necessary for me
to be one of the passengers cm that particu-
' lar train, but now I am not sura. I think I
shall be happier here.”
“I hops job will forgive me,” she said,
gravely, Ignoring the implication of the last
•KnaM £'■ :
**I riost (Bkiatnly shall If you continue to
be as agreeable aa you have already been,”
be pgid. with a baldness Which even some
ordinarily polite men will use toward a
woman they meet u nder unconventional cir-
cumstances.
She colored deeply, and he felt that he
interesting.
He. takes delight ih thwarting all my
wishes, he makes my life wretched. I meet
you—you are kind and don't swear at me
when I tumble- against you, and you pick
up my bundles, which is something so for-
eign to all my experience that I fall in love
with you at, once. But of course I don’t
know it, people are not apt to know those
things—in stories—so'I don’t dream of it.
Then by a series of coincidences which
couldn’t happen anywhere except in stories
—we’ll fiUin the details after we’ve sketched
out the plot—we met accidentally several
times, and ail the time out of deference to
the opinions and prejudices of the reader I
still ^dpn’t suspect the state of my feelings,
anq.yftu of course are equally in the dark.
“Well, now,.about that time, something
must happen to reveal to us as by a lightning
stroke that we love one another, for by this
time you, moved by . the spectacle of, not
beauty in distress, but by more distressing
exhibition of ugliness suffering a trifle more
than her just deserts, are feeling that pity
that is said to be akin to a commoner sen-
timent.
“Now we must find some situations that
will reveal all this^o us without shocking
the delicacy of the most rigidly conven-
tional reader, who must be made to see and
admit that we couldn’t have done differ-
ently. ’ . • «
••Let me see, the presence ot death gen-
erally comes in to countenance people in
similar situations.”
“We might be drowning,” suggested Mr.
Dunlap. “Yon fail in. I rush to save you,
you know, an’ jist ez we was sinkin’ for the
last time, while every thing in our past lives
was a cornin’ up before us, we both re-
member the time when I rescued your
bundles and then it.comes to us both that
we Irate each other. Folks couldn't find no
fault with that, couldn’t they?” . .
“Well, no,” said the lady, thoughtfully,'
“I don’t think the most rigid moralist could
object to two oeople finding o&t that they,
.love one another when they are sinking for
the last time with their lungs full of water,,
and theproverbial straw of thedrowningman
is slipping from their nerveless grasp. But
what I object to is that it makes the story
too short. I haven’t suffered enough yet to
satisfy the practiced reader. We must be
brought near enough to the verge of this
world »o that we feel ourselves beyond the
reach of ordinary regulations and still
be left with articulation enough to reveal
our innpxious love. Then there moat be a
rescue And resuscitation for the purpose of
overwhelming us with shame, contrition
and remorse.”
“Somebody can come along and pull us
out of the water,” suggested Mr. ; Dunlap,
who felt that he was not contributing his
share to the story, “and bring ns to by roll-
ing us on barrels.” .
“Rolling on bhrrels may be the scientific
method of resuscitation, but science is no-
toriously unavailable for poetic purposes.
Baskina.” she continued, with extreme
gravity, “U seems to me that two well-
meaning persons like ourselves are going to
suffer sufficiently from our consciences
without the additional anguish of being
rolled on barrels. Let us be ‘just before we
are generous,’ even in punishments. Now,
I think, as our acquaintance began in a rail-
way station, we might preserve the unities
by mixing up the railroad with our affairs
whenever we can A railroad accident at
this point is necessary to the evolution of
the story. Can you arrange one that Will
___ ___ IWabout what we require ?“
had risked losing her society by his iaet re- The lady had been talking so ragtdly that
mark. Tor a moment she looked very grave Mr. Dunlap had followed her ih ’rather a
And nervously fumbled with the tear os of a
book she held in her hand. Then she seemed
to him to swallow her annoyance and take a
■Addon resolution. It was as if she said to
beraelf; “Life is too shert and the periods
•pent in waiting for trains too long to waste
the pue and prolong the other by servile
deference to Oselees conventionalities.”
“I hate waiting in railroad stations,” ehe
—Id, presently.
Mr. Dunlap lived back among the Berk-
shire hills where the only communication
gasping condition. This would never do in
a maa who prided htmself on tiis conversa-
tional ability, aad he dashed boldly into the
breach. ,}
“The train must be dendfed— d thrown
down a steep embankment. We are caught
together under the seats —^debris (Mr.
Dunlap rhymed this word wi<A remits), and
to add to the horrors of the situation the
car takes fire from the overturned stove,
and there we are! I clasp von in rrry arms
and say ‘1 would save you If I could, darling.
ing and tenderness. T'*
Though not vainer than the generality of
men, Mr. Ihunlap felt that pethaps this story
was not wholly a make-believe, as far as her
love for him was. concerned. It was barely
possible that she had fallen in* love with
him at first sight and was making up this
story to test his feelings, He was strangely
moved and murmured: “And we go to Eu-
rope and are happy forever after.’’
“No, indeed,” she exclaimed, “that would
never do. Have you forgotten the scandal-
ized reader at this point? No. I refifse
sadly but steadfastly, and turning away
with a look of stern resolution and renun-
ciation I part from you forever, and go to
look after my fellow-travelers who are les3
mortally wounded than myself. The bored
reader lays down the book and says with a
yawn that the story didn’t come out well.
The husband ought to have died.”
The short rainy afternoon had drawn to a
close, and the lamps about the station were
all lighted.
“Well, I have had a pleasant afternoon
but I suppose it’s most lime fop us to part,”
said Mr. Dunlap. ’
“Yes,” she answered, sadly.
The sparkle had all died out of her face
and tones,* sale looked worn, discouraged and
woe-begone. Her companion was more and
more convinced that her story was founded
on her love for him and the fact of an inhu-
man husband. He was filled with pity, but
could think of nothing to say.
“It’ll be rather dismal going to Montreal
in the dark,” he said, after a pause. “I had
counted on seeing something of the country.”
“Why not wait till to-morrow or next
day?” she asked, with suppressed eagerness.
“O, I must go.” he answered, vaguely.
She looked down at the floor for some
time with a look of inexpressible sadness.
She seemed trying to make a difficult resolu-
tion. At last she looked up with a strange,
inscrutable expression, and said in a low,
forced tone:
“Please don’t go for a flayer two. I want
to see you again. I can’t bear to think that
after this pleasant afternoqn we must part.
never jo meet again. Can’t you stay in
Springfield until day .after to-morrow, and
meet me again here, in the afternoon?’! --
Mr. Dunlap hesitated. His companion,
was pale and trembling. ....
“What’ll your husband say?” he asfked,
after a pause.
“My husband,” she exclaimed, in a star *
tied manner, as if she had forgotten his very
-existence. “O. it’s about. that and other
things that I wish you to advise me,” she
went on with terrible earnestness, “I am in
a great deal of trouble. I want to tell you
about it You look kind, you can help me
if you only will.” -
Mr. Dunlap knew perfectly well that it
i was very, imprudent,to make an appoint-
ment with an entire stranger, but as he was
equally sorry fqr Her, and sure of .his own
ability to take care of-himself, he gave the
required promise. A look of inexpressible
relief came over her face and her eyes filled
with tears. .
She thanked him fervently, begged him
not to trouble himself to see hep to the
Strain, and after a warm pressure of his hand
disappeared. .
Mr. Dunlap’s pity for her did not prevent
him from the disloyalty to her memory of
searching his pockets |o see if any of his
valuables were missing. Finding them all
intact he went to a hotel to await -the ap-
pointed day.
When the designated time-arrived. Mr.
Dunlap, though he had thought constantly
of the fair unknown rn the interval and had
mixed up the thoughts of her with his con-
scientious study of the city so that about all
the view he had. been able to See fro in the
Armory tower was the vision of a bright-
eyed woman making violent love to himself,
arid jmd studied the architecture of the
public library lyith the question-: “Is it ever
justifiable to get a divorce for intolerable
cruelty!” uppermosi-iu. his mind, was still
unable to arrive at auy definite answer to
either supposition. •
He strolled aimlessly up and down the
platform, now and then stopping to peer
furtively into the waiting-rooms,
“I will tell her,” be finally decided “that
this is very sudden, but that after long and
careful deliberation, I have decided that,
though I appreciate her kindness and the
confidence she has reposed in me, I have
conscientious scruples against marrying a
divorced woman, butthat I will be a brother
to her.”
There had been no definite time set for
the meeting, and Mr. Dunlap began to grow
impatient. Suppose that she had decided
on renunciation instead of leaving that
agreeable duty to him! He acknowledged
that if she had come to a realizing sense of
her forwardness in making an. appointment
with a perfect stranger, it was perfectly
right and extremely proper, but it was very
tiresome and stupid wandering about a
smoky old railroad station, waiting for a
person who had not a sufficient sense of
moral obligation to keep her engagements.
He was rapidly growing ill-humored when.
he met Fred Richmond, an acquaintance of
his who was beginning to do quite a little
in detective work- Rtctunfnd accosted him
jovially, and, turning around, walked along
with him. Drjnlap was rather impatient at
the Interruption. He thought Richmond
would be a much more pleaaapt companion
if he had not been so exclusively enthusiast-
ic on the subject of detective work, so in-
clined4 to manifest a hardiness toward any
thing‘that was not closely connected with
this hobby. . . ; *
“You have no sympathies with any thing
but sleuth-hound instincts,” be had told him
once, and Richmond had laughed and said
that in order to be successful one “must
whoop on his own side.”
“That was a-flne piece of work capturing
Williams, the absconding bank cashier,” he
began at Once, as they walked along together.
“I saw something of it in the papers, I be-
lieve,” Mr. Dunlap responded indifferently.
“I think sometimes that you think the
whole business of mankind is to detect or be
detected,”
Richmond laughed. “Well, I confess it
does look so sometimes from ray pointful
view,” he said. “People are concerned in
these things more thin they always know.
Do you know yet how closely you were
mixed up in Williams’capture ?” - .
“Me mixed up!” said Mr. Dunlap, Staring,
“Yes,you,” returned the other: “it’s too
good to keep now it’s all over with. Anna
Brown, the girl I saw talking -with you the
day before yesterday, must have caught on
the fact that some one was lying for Will-
«*r
iams, for I saw her loitering round here for
an hour or two before the train for Mon-
treal stated She didn’t see me watching
her, mind you, but she was studying time-
tables and looking this way and that, and I
made up my mind she had some scheme for
hindering the process of law. She just
worshiped Williams,’ and she’s just that
kind of a woman that would go through fire
and water for the man she loveck.”
“Isn’tshe married, you say?” .; 1
“No, never was. He never cared-so mu Oh
for her, but he made hqr think so, I suppose.
He was the'eashier in a big bank and she a
poor girl who worked here in a button shop,
though she had a good education and is
smart as steel.- Well, he must have’ con-
fided his trouble to her so’s she could help
him. and a m&an trick it was, too, for he had
it all planned put to meet another woman in
Canada and they wCr.e to be married arid go
to Europe. Probably he made Anna think
he was going to marry her and take her to
Europe'. She doesn’t know any thing about
the other one. Well, I saw her sauntering
around here day before yesterday, and I
made up my mind she meant to help him
get off. I had put a detective on every train
that went out that day, but I thought that
that was the cme he would take. *hst’as I
was passing her I said to a fellow that was
with me. just as if I didn’t know she could
hear, “that’s the most famous detective in
the country, and pointed to you. She didft’t
seem to notice, but I watched her and
saw her stop you and make you lose your
train as cleverly as could he. She probably
thought that it hadn't got out much and
that if she could detain you a day he’d get-
off But, bless you, the fellow I put on the
train hooked on to Williams before thqy got
out of the State. She’s smart, and when I
saw her talking to you 1 made up my mind
that you wouldn’t get away that day. She’s
quite* equal to making love to you or any
other man to keep you . away fcAm her
lover. O, you needn’t look so mad! I’m
Rot going to ask you about it. I’il .bet
if she did no one could tell it from the gen-
uine article. The joke of it is that she’s so
proud she’d rather have died than done it if
it hadn’t been for him. It’il be rather rough
on her when she finds-out about the other
woman.”—Ethel Gorman Clarke, in Hartford
Time*. ____
HOW GAS IS MADE.
'-**•’
A Simple Explanation of the 3Ianufactnre
of Illuminating Gas.
How few people can intelligibly ex-
plain some of the most ordinary things
in every-day life. An official of the
city gas works was heard to say not
long ago that if he might judge by the
number of times £e was risked for
information, not more than Two people
in ten know how common illuminating
gas is made. They all seem to under^
stand, he said, that it comes out of soft
coal, but they are ignorant of the pro-
cess by wffiich it is extracted. \Ve do
not doubt this at rill, tor, as we have
•aid to you several times, it is the very
common things that we are apt-4to over-
look in our search for information. You
will understand,1 -therefore,* why we.
select'subjects to .talk about with which
you and everybody else ought to be
familiar. ’
N ow\ let us give you a very simple
explanation of gris-making. Break up
a piece of bituminous coal into small
fragments and fill the bowl of a clay
tobacco pipe with them. Cover the
mouth of the bowl with wet clay and
then thoroughly dry it.. Put the bowl
of the pipe into a lire where will get
ned hot, and you will soon see a yellow-
ish smoke come out of the stem, and if
you touch a light to the smoke it w.il!
burn briglutfy, for it is nothing more
nor less than the gas from the coal.
You can purify and collect this gas
in a very simple way. Fill a bottle
•with water and turn it upside down in
a bowl of water. You know the water-
will not run put of the bottle because
the air pressure on the water in the'
bowl will prevent it. Put the end of
the pipe-stem under the fmouth of the
bottle« and the gas will bubble up
through the water into the bottle,
gradually displacing the wateri and if
the pipe were large enough to make a
great deal of gas. the bottle would be
entirely filled with it.
You have, seen the immense quantir
ties of, coke which they have at the gas
worksj that is what is left of the coal
after the gas has been burned out of it.
Coke is carbon, only a small pkrt of
whvat was in the coal having gone off-
with the gas. Take the clay covering
off your pipe rind you will find the-
bowi filled with this coke.
Now, that is.precisely the way gas is
made in large quantities at the gas
works. Instead of pipe bowls they use
big retorts, and these are heated red
hot by furnace, tor the fire must be
outside of the 'retorts. Heating coal
red-hot in a closed retort is very dif-
ferent.from burning If in the open air.
A large pipe from the retort carries off
the product of the cOal,- consisting of
steam, tar, air arid ammonia, as well
as gas; The ammonia and the tar go
into’ tanks, and the' gas into coolers,
and then over lime, which takes up
the aeids in it into the immense iron
gas-holder| which you have seeq at the
works. . ' i
These holders are ppen at the bot-
tom, and stand, pr rather swing, in
tanks of writer, being adjusted by
means of weights. As the gas cpmes
into them they rise up out of the water,
but ti|e bottoms are always submerged,
so that the gas can not escape. The
large gas-pipes, or mains, as they are
called; connect with the holders and
conduct the gas through the streets to
the houses where it is usqd. The pres-
sure is given to the gas by the weight
of the iron holders, which are always,
bearing down on the gas they contain.
—N. Y. Graphic. *
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—It is safe to say that thousands of
horses die .annually, literally burnt out
with too much of a grain diet, and too
little of a cooling One. »It may confi-
dently be asserted that if mp**® turnips,
cabljgge. potatoes and beets were fed
them with their, grain, they would last
longer and be freer from disease. And
the same rule applies to all animals fed
on grain. —?Ameriedn Farmer. ; '
—There's nothing like leather, ex-
cepting, of course, the upper crust of
the young wife’# first pie.—Journal of
Education.
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GARDEN COUNTY of the LONE STAR STA
Created 1846. Area, 1,004 Square Miles.
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Population, 20,000 (Est’d). Property Ass’m’t for '87, $4,000,000.
Mild and Healthful Climate'S Abundance of Surface and Well Water,
Richest’Prairie and Timber Lands. Good Railroad Facilities,
ble Homes for Industrious Immigrants. Excellent Investments
Capital.
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GALVESTON,
ESTABLISHED 1866.
- - TEXAS. "*
LARGEST PIANO HOUSE IN TEXAS.
State
for
Weber, Emerson,
And other STANDARD PIANOS
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Best adapted, to Texas ell mate. Catalogue# of Musi
-aad Prices of Pianos aad OffSH matted free.
Branch Houses at
HOUSTON, SAN ANTONIO, AUSTIN £ WACO.
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C. B. ELSTNER,
Formerly Mrs. Fahrentoold’s Store,
HALLETSVILLE,
TEXAS,
DEALER H,
DRY GOODS,
CLothirig,* Notions,.
BOOTS, SHOES. HATS.
And every thing usually kept in a first-class
DRY GOODS ESTABLISHMENT.
Parties ovrlng^Mrs. A. Fahrenthoid. deceased,
ire requested to come forward and 6«t*lek.
THATFIGHT
The Original Wlna.
C. F. Stmmons, St Lows, Prop*r
M . A. Simmons Liver Medicine, Su’d
i&fo, in tl>e U. S.; Court .oartats f.
H. Zedin, Prop’r A. Q. Simmons Liv-
er Regulator, Est’d by Zeilin 1S66.
M. A. S. L. M- kas lev 47 years
Cured I ^digestion. Bilio usness,
Drsr*psiA,Stc* Hkada.ch*,Lo*t
Afpetim, Soua Stomach, Etc.
l Rev. T. B. Reams, Pastor M. K.
• Church, Adams,Tenn., rentes: "I
ithink I should have been dead but
' ‘lor your Genome M..A, Sim-
mons Liver Medicine/ I have
sometimes .had to .substitute
“Zeilin’s stuff” for your'Medi-
eine, bat it don’t answer the
purpose.” ’ J
Dr. J. R. Graves, "Editor Tie
Baptist, Mempht»kT
PROFESSIONAL CARDS
A A LEDBETTER, M. D.» J
Phyu, Surgeon aM OMm
HALLETSTTLXJB, TEXAS.
Office la Ellis A Patton tmildiag N W.
ner Square. '
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Cop*'
x. h. asso.
rAbb & kno:
PHYSICIANS & SURuEQNS.
^Office at A W. Robb's Drag St re.
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V. P. ARM STRONG, ■
Real Estate Agent £ Commission
MERCHANT,
TOAKUM, - - £ 1EXAS,
Has for sale property of all descrtjMona ta »B<i
&djr>tmng the town of Yoakum, tn. Lavaca and
DeVVitt counties. Farms to rent. Will also dw
a general commission business, * correspond-
ence solicited. , -
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\Bafti.
I received a _
Medicine, and have
It worjuJAe a charm.
, - «... says :
package of your Liver
id have used half of it.
1 want ao
better Elver Regulator and cer-
tainly no more of Zeilin’s chxtura.
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PATENTS,
GaYeats, Reissues ail Trale-Marb,
And all other patent causes In the Patent Offls* .
. and before the courts promptly and
carefully attended to.
Upon receipt of model or sketch of Invention,
I make careful examination as to patentabURy
PRSB of charge.
Fees moderate, and I make no charge aafeas
Patent is secured. • Information,' advice aad
special reference sent on application.
J. R. LITTELL,
Washington, D. Cl
Opposite United States Patent Office.
VOLNEY ELLflJf
Attorney iS Corn elorat-Lav,
And Land Agent. “
Halletsyilul Txxar ^
Prompt attention given to alt b» sin ess ta
trusted to them in LaVaca and adjOinta#-
pountieA
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JOHN U. GREEN,
Attorne?-at-law 4 lane Agent,
HALLBTSVtUI. TEXAS. \
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VI11 practice In
employed.
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any coi iTwbftre.
B.^ ALLEN,
AnORNEY AT LAW:
:v 7 M
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And Land Agent,
? Halletsyill*. T»xas.
'Vi
Will practice In any court
where specially employed.
—AUGUST SALICH,— I
Merchant Tailor^
^ HalleiwviUe^ Teasew.
Butts made in the latest and most
approved styles A large lot of sam-
ples always on hand. Cell and ex-
amine my samples and work.
A. SALICH.
J. E, bEITZ,
CONTRACTOR and BUILDER,
sarnhop at IlMKitoc*.
Halletsvilla, - - - TcAt$.
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tn the Stwte
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IL P. SKREHOr.
ATTORNEY AT
’• And Land Agent,
*■ Hallktsvillr, Texas, v
Oaly competent wprka«
promptly attended to.
employed Ordsts
. PETER KUHN,
MEAT MARKET,
hallktsvilLk,
TEXAS,
band, from four to
Choice meats always on
teo cents per pound, glutton killed for Satur-
day evening market
Corner Third
aad Tax ana
lM-Uoua ,
OKAlfifiH
KIRKLAND A KIRKLAND.
Rail •twill* T sxss,
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Wni aaaa too* a SMBptsw Akstrast «fth« Leat
_ TUlss of Lavaca Ooanlr
BTri3»a he foasd is the 'Jerk's ®«on,
INSURANCE AGENT.
HALLETSVILLE, TEXAS.
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