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Everything First Class and Bran New. GEORGE SHANDLEY, Fall Street, SENECA FALLS, N. Y. -GRAND DISPLAY OF- Holiday (joods W N. M. JENNINGS’. READ the jo u r n a l T H E B E S T P A P E B IN SENEGA COUNTY. ir BY-ALFRED R-mmOUN’ _ *W • COPVRIGHTED • BY-AMERICAN • PRESS • ^ C lA T I ° N • 1891 • INTRODUCTION. I was captured near Cleveland, East Tennessee, immediately after tbe battle of Missionary Ridge, Nov. 80, 1803, and, ■with thirty-seven of my men, was sent on to Richmond, by way of Atlanta. The enlisted men were taken to Belle Isle, and I, with it number of other un fortunate officers who had joined us .at different points on the way, was sent to the famous, or rather infamous, Libby ^ Some day, if spared, I may write out the story of my six months’ residence in Libby, but as my expei-ience after leaving that place is more personal, I think it will be found more jnterestin,g to the av erage reader. When Grant began his advance on Richmond in May, 1804, there were about 23,000 of our enlisted men in prison on Belle Isle and some 1,200 officers were confined in Libby. All these prisoner.s were sent down to Ander-sonville .and Macon, Ga., before May 7, excepting a few men who were held back sick in the sspitals, or who had been captured in le battle of the Wilderness. I was one of those who had esctiped jrough “the great tunnel” from Libby \ ■ ’ ' ' IS recap- iind five through “the gi-eat tunnel” the previous February, but I •ed .after being out four da r want of f to Libby 1 wo tured offic placed with other recap- prison, and here I contracl that kept me weak till the o eing taken ith other n ells under racted a fever I ■W.LS AGAIN CAPTCUr.D. About the middle of May 1, with a umber of other officers and enlisted men—the latter strong, hearty young fellows fresh from Grant’s army—was sent to Charleston in charge of a young lieutenant named Lewis. 1 may add that my story is true in ivery particular, and that though there ire a great mtiny ’T’s’' scattered through t, which is inevitable in a personal nar- •ative, that 1 am not at all eager to fig- ire as a hero. Still I think 1 can hon- ;stly say that, like the tens of thons.ands of conscientious men who fought on both sides, 1 tried to do my duty as a soldier, though 1 wa.s not yet old enough It would really take as long to tell of the incidents that occniTed between Richmond and Charleston, as it did to lake the trip—forty-eight hours. At Charleston we were confined in the jailyard, where we were under the fire of our own batteries stationed o island, .and not an hour of the day, frequently of the niglit, p:issed that we did not hear the whirr and e.xplosioii of the shells sent into the city by General Gilmore’s famous “Swamp angel.” The tent in which I was fpiartered liich I was fpiartered in s directly in the noonday shadow of a permanent gallows, on whicli many men had been hanged, but neither the sight nor the dismal creaking at night brought horrible suggestions to my mind. It would have been very dif ficult to increase, through tbe imagina tion, the awful reality of our situation. After being in the jailyard about ten d.ays, an enlisted man who looked like a living .skeleton, for he had been in this wretched place for four months, advis me to “play” sick and get sent to 1 Roper hospital. It did not require much ability as actor to play sick, for if 1 had been in my own Home 1 should have been in bed with at least two doctors in attends ist two doctors as the Roper hospital was represent ed by my friend to be a “perfect para- ent there. 1 asked my comrade if he was su — 'l wasas bettertter than the jail, t ita w be replied: “Yon bet it is. Why, it’s a regular up and down heaven compared with this infernal hole. To be sure it ain’t out of the range of shells, but we don't mind them no more, but it gives yon a view of green woods to the west and blue water to the east.” “Views are all very fine,” I replied, “but they don’t appea.se hunger. What advantages has this hospital in the way of extra grub?” “Pine!” exclaimed my informant. “It is in charge of the sisters of charity, the noblest lot of women you ever saw, and all the rooms and blankets are clean, and if yon play it sharp you can get white bread and meat and milk, and all till you can’t rest. Ah, if X was there again 1 wouldn’t le.ave unless they carried me away on a stretcher.” And the man shook his head and compressed F a i l to «lo O u r Duty. Everybody has at times failed to do their duty towards themselves. Hun dreds of lady readers suffer from sick headache, nervousness, sleeplessness and female troubles. Let them follow the example of Mrs. H. Herbechter. Stevens Point. Wls., who for five yoai suffered greatly from Uerpous Prostn tion and sleeplessness, tried pcysicians and different medicines w ithout success. But one bottle of Dr. Miles’ Nervine c.aused sound sleep every night and she is now feeling like a new person. Mrs. Elizabeth Wheeler. Laramie City, Wy oming. who tried all other remedies, declares that after three -week’s use of the Nervine for Headache, Nervous Prostration, etc., she was entirely re lieved. Sold by Casey & Seam; Trial bottle free. his lips as if lib were chiSing himself for neglected opportunities. There was no resisting this tantalizing pictm'e of abundant food and luxurious surroundings. 1 had played sick great success in Libby, and I deterr to enact the same role again. Nordidit require acting. If it were not that kept mad right straight along when wasn’t asleep 1 should have droppe down from sheer weakness, for the pair and exhaustion of dysentery and incip ient senrvy were added to the ever pres ent tortures of hunger. As a m a tter of form, for I never saw them administering any medicine, two or three doctors, all in Confederate uni form, came in every morning and made a tonr of the yard and the prison. The next morning 1 waited near the jail door till they came down, and then, with much of the desperation of Oliver Twist in- the building, for it v'ould im a g ination of D ante hii ceive of anything wor.se. of the desperation of Oliver ' , impelled by the same feelin up his empty bowl and aske ire,” 1 placed myself in front of the “Well, sir,” said an elderly doctor, whose face indicated that the milk of human kindness in his heart had turned sour before or soon after the breaking out of the war, “what do you want?” “I want to go to the hospital,” 1 said. “Sick, sir?” “All over, I think.” And I spoke of the scurvy and dysentery, but out of re spect for Ms feelings, which I was par ticularly anxious not to offend, I said nothing about the hunger. He felt my pulse and dropped my hand. Another pulse and looked a t his ional w a y th a t seemed more business. “ P u t out your tongue,” commanded the elderly doctor. 1 did so in good shape and to the others that they might ■ondered the while if they on it the gnawing lat was devouring me. .itured?” V abont to the otl at it, and 1 w( could read in hunger that wii “When were yon captui man with the gold watch. ‘Last December,” I replied. It look asked the If I had answered this question truth- replied, “ E v er since iture.”’ butt prudencerudei bu p ining here.” hey questioned me still further, ltd me over the bre.ast of my ragged d rank. fully 1 should the hour of my capt led me to replj', “Sim They questio tapped me over shirt, then took my name, ag and went awaj', saying that a sergeant ■would come to see me after awhile. 1 was so deliglited w ith the promised success of tins move that I took no in terest for the rest of that morning in the messenger.s from Morrisisland. butstood in a position from which 1 could watch the gate by which the sergeant must en- In about an hour a j’oung man with a book under his arm, a pencil behind his ear and the green chevron of a hos pital steward on his sleeve came in, and, -w.alking to the middle of the j’ard, he refreshed his memory from the book and called out my name. In an inst.ant I was by his side, and looking me over, he asked: “Are you sick?” “1 am,” I replied. “Well, I’m to take yon to the hos pital for .awhile.” “To the Roper liospital?” I asked. Without deigning a reply he motioned for me to follow him, and led me in the direction of tlie workhouse. We entered that foz-bidcling looking building. It was connected with the jail, .and was at this time full of \prisoners onr bo 3 's, even wi-etcbed than myself. The steward icted me to a room in the southern >n the ground more-wre condne part of tlie bnih It was COV( lay men, e- he could IK while I'll fetch yon in some medic He hurried out of the iilaee, a.s I wished I could have done; and looking about me I realized that I had “jumped the frj’ing pan into the fire.” CHAPTER I. “SCTHIN A-PRODDIN bought Hospital No, . mond the most wretched stroying place I had ever been 10 at Rich- and hope de- the most wretchei ..ig place I had ever been in, and it that certainly was up to that time, but it was as a palace to a morgue compared with the workhouseworkhouse in Charleston.arlestoi The hos pital ward ihnstihnst have beeneen tbee f in Ch have b tb filthiest, lost stifling and malodorous apartment tax the lars to the windows, but had they been thrown wide open and the sick prisoners told that they were free to de part, 1 doubt if five men out of about a hundred that were lying and dj'ing along the gi-imy floor would have hud strength enough to crawl through. Outside, the air was intensely hot; there was not a breath moving. A live oak in the distance, with its gray festoon of Spanish moss, looked particularly lip. In the ward, everj-- but the flies appeared to solution.- Beelzebub, the god of flies, might have made his head quarters in the ward of that workhouse and felt entirely at home. They dark ened the air, and their vicious buzzing and more vicious bites were torturing to the nerves. But what impressed me most forciblj' was the fact tluit the men Ij’ing on the floor, except in a few cases where some What folly to suffer so with catarrhal troubles, when the worst cases of chron ic catarrh in the head are relieved and cnrrcl by the mild, cleansing and heah ing iiroperties of Dr. Sage’s Catarrh Remedy. It puriffes the foul breath, by rem o v ing the cause of offense, heals the sore and iuilamed passages, and perfects a lasting cure. First-class place on Johnson street for sale or rent. Inquire of N. B. Stevens. I suffered for more than ten yea with that dreadful disease, catarrh, ai used every available medicine which w.as recommended to me. I cannot thank you enough for the relief which Ely’s Cream Balm has afforded me.— Emanuel Meyers, Winfield, L. I., N. Y. ;ept in a few cases where some energy remained, did not seem to heed this insect plague. It was not that thej- had become apathetic through habit. Fa miliarity with suffering does not deaden pain; indeed, where sensation remains it is more apt to intensify it, but these men were either powerless to resist or the ase and hunger \erent. The flies swarmed abont some of the gaunt faces and rose in little clouds when the head id, but only to settle down Here, as at Richmpnd, the nurses in the prison hospitals were our own men, and the most robust looked little stronger than the poor patients on the floor. One of these men, a j’Oung German, with sad blue eyes and an expression of indescrib able melancholy on his pinched and rather handsome face, touched me on the shoulder, after tbe hospital steward ad gone out, and asked: “Are j'ou an officer, sir, or a private?” “Well, my friend,” I replied, “if 1 ■as back in our lines 1 should say ‘an officer,’ but here there is no rank. We are all soldiers, and good ones, 1 hope, though a b it poor and helpless a t x’z^es- eut.” “Ah, sir, if it was onlj- being treated like soldiers,” he said with a sigh, “that would not be so bad: that is what we enlisted for; but to bo treated like dogs, to die like dogs and to bo buried like : lose heart, comrade. Keep a _ er lip. Better times are coming. If we can’t manage to escape to our peo ple, depend on it they will come for us after a bit. But dou’ give up. If swear ing comforts yon at all —1 know it has been a gi-eat satisfaction to me at times —why swear in all the I;-nguages j\OU are master of; or if you think praying is a better hold, and no doubt it is. pray for all you are worth, but don’t ask God to forgive j-our enemies—that would be a little too much—till this war is over, and then we won’t have any enemies.” 1 laid my hands on jomig Moth's shoulders as 1 sjioke, and to my great delight a smile lit up his face, and he shot out an oath and said: “1 guess you are right; I’ll try it!” We became chummy at once, and he led me down to the farthest end of the ward, and after some care selected two army blankets, and rolling them up, laid them in an unoccupied corner. He told me that every blanket in the place was in an indescribable state of filth,but this did not shock me; it certainly would have surprised mo if they were in anj- other condition. The nurse introduced me to a tall j'oung man, Lieutenant Bell, who slept near where my blankets were placed, but who, though evidently a very- sick man, had strength enough to stand up, for lie was looking discouso- latelj' out of the window when we ap proached him. As Lieutenant Bell and myself were intimately associated from this time on, and particularly in the escape which I shall presently describe, I may be par doned for giving more than a passing notice to one of the bravest and most original characters I ever met. He was at this time about twentj’-five j-earsof ’, but a wound in the right breast, ich hadhad nott healeded afterter seven months.ontl no heal af seven m and the hunger and disease gave hi the appearance of a man of forty-five or more. He was about six feet in height, lithe, and with a form that denoted great powers of endurance. The hair IS long and dark, and the heard, of a IS soft as silk. He had _ y eyes, and the strong Ltures of men of that cast usually lund among the Scotch-Irish. varmer shade, w; teady, bluish gra jng the I Tom Bell and not Thomas dined to be dist.ant, and he rather pelled my well meant advances, but I v neither angered nor knew justt howw he fe ho he felt, ed painfully slo speech at ind he had :akable accei Tennessee and North Carolina moun taineer, ■with the same tendency to use words long since obsolete in the outside world, such as the old Saxon form “hit” for it, “yon” for yonder, and to add “uns’\ to the plural pronouns. He was, 1 think, the most accomplished and un conscious swearer 1 ever met, and curi ously enough the man’s nature was in tensely religious; indeed, I never knew him to lie down for the night without fil’st dropping on bis knees and mutter ing a prayer; still, he often confessed to me: “Ef the wall don’t turn out jest 'bout ri.ght, mx' faith in the wisdom and goodness of an overruling Providence will be so shook up that hit won’t be mighty good fo’ much after.” me, would “knock scurvy higberin a kite.” A spoonful every three hours ■was the prescribed dose, and as no [TO BE CONTINUED.] HIS DEEAM CAME TEUE. F e l l D c :id . These w ords are very fam iliar to readers, as not a day passes witliout the report of the sudden death of some prominent citizen. The e.xplanation is, “ Heart Disease.” Therefore beware. if you have any of the follow ing sym p toms: Short breath. Pain in side. Smothering spells. Swollen ankles. Asthmatic breathing. Weak and hungry spells. Tenderness in shoulder or arm. Fluttering of Heart or Irregular Pulse. Tliese symptoms mean heart disease. The most reliable remedy is Hr. Miles’ New Heart Cure, which has saves thous ands of lives. Book of testimonials free at Casey & Seaman's, who also sell the New Heart Cure. AdvertiBe in the J odbnal . A Farm Boy Breamed of War in Peace ful Times and tlie Incidents Seen in His Vision Were Afterward Realized on tlia Field. A summer’s midday. The warm southern breeze gently smoothes the bearded cheek of the un dulating wheat aud rustles among the whispering leaves of corn. All old sorrel farm horse indoleutlj- crops the tall timothy in the fence cor ner. He is attached to an old fashioned t the plow is lying idly on its side among the potato vines that hedge the cornfield round about, and the loosened bridle rein dangles against the sorrel’s ears. Now and then a vi.gorous stamping of a hoof or swaying of the head attests the animal’s disgust as to certain pestiferous yellow flies that alternatelj\ attack Ms legs and throat. Otherwise the swish, swish of the.bitten grass and the rythmic swaying of the corn are the only sounds distinguishable upon tbe summer air. The myriad floating flecks of thistle down noiselessly join the golden spraj- from the nodding tassels aud soar aloft 1 a million intangible atoms to fall lies and furrows, while as m:iny dis- ■et commin; ‘i.g with a million intangible atoms t< fn lanes and furrows, while tiiict and yet comiiiinglii perfumes, the daily delicious output of grass and grain, issail the senses of all animate things. In a freshly turned furrow between he corn rows near at hand lies a youth it full length. The dirtj' brown feet and legs protrude ostentatiouslj- from tbe short aud simple blue overalls; the shock jad of neutral, sunburned hair rest.s upon an arm, while the disengaged hand burrows in the soft, warm earth. Tlie soiled cotton shirt is filing open at the throat, the cheap chip hat has rolled awaja It is the figure of a hoy of twelve: }’et the face is that of budding maiiliood. A curious mound of earth is in front of him—a miniature fort, with trench, traverse, parapet, redoubt upon redoubt, embrasure above embrasure. Rudelj- constructed of the recentlj- turned loam, it has aireadj’ begun to ci’Umble away di‘', 3 hot atmosphere of midday, while the young engineer lies uncon scious beside his work. He di’eams. Aud as be dreams the m:innish look comes into his j'ouug face, his square j-iws a re set and his hands now and then are clinched. He mutters lu his sleep, and once cries aloud, so that the old sorrel Ijuuses in tho process of ui’isticatioii for a moment and turned his wliite face to ward the corn. In this vision the 3 ‘outh had grown to manhood. The old, dull, hated farm life had faded into the forgotten past. He Wits a soldier. He had alwa 3 \s longed and hoped to be a soldier. He had read the lives of the great military heroes, pored over the romantic adventures of the soldier of fiction and often sighed when he thought of the iieaceful er;i and unmilitar 3 ’ couiiti\ 3 ' in wiiich he lived. Now, here at la.st he wore a unifoi’in, slept in a tent aud cocked at a camp fire. There ■'.vere thousands of other soldiers around liim everi'wliere. Througli his boyish dreams had long floated the un substantial shadow of marches and drills and battles, tlie glistening steel of ba 3 'onets, the clang of arms, the roll of drums and the rumble of artUler 3 -. Now he was a real soldier. He pinched him self for fear it was only another dream. This was a glorious life! How little his old schoolmates and playi'ello' could realize his future! He would car himself Steel corselet and breast p late a n d wield a b a ttle ax. Neverthele.ss, it so happened that war and all its horrors finally came to this land, and that 1 , in common with a million or so of others, bore arms in the field. My service was that of hundreds of thousands, north and south, that of a private soldier, inconspicuous. M 3 ‘ ex perience was like theirs, not worth indi-. vidnal record. We simply marched and camped and occasionally fought, know ing not wheie we were going, wli 3 ' we camped, or whom we were fighting. There was no romance about it. Noth ing but plain, hard, faitliful work; work ill which dreams had no part. I had, as I remarked, long forgotten those of bo 3 -- One crisp December morning, after several days of desultory fighting ui General Rosecrans, i 'eral days of desuitor into the memorable battle of out a uame for himself that they would delight one day to honor. He was not exactly clear just how ho had become a soldier or whom he was expected to fight, but this fact didn’t bother him. He found himself marching. It was a vast moving army. Tii 03 ' m-arclied and marched and marched. He was tired almost to death, but there was no halt. He was terribly thirsty, but there was no water. He thought he would die of thirst, and he remembered his mother’s well and the jug of cool water in the shade of the fence corners at home. Suddenly he was b'ing in the same\ kind of a fence corner on the edge of a cornfield, his gun poked through be tween the rails. The roar of battle was around Mm, the enem 3 ’ was in front of him. Tbe latter came stealUj- on, rain ing lead and iron us they advanced. In tin be aud his comrades struggle sbell. The foe came on and on. T1 cries of the wounded and groans of tl dying rose high a n d soul piercing aboi the din of battle. Tin enemy were now coming on in a run, close, nearer and nearer. Just then he felt a sharp pain in his side. He fell in one of the corn furrows, a bullet through his body, while the foe with he relt a sharp 11 in one of the through his bi foe with one wild 3 'ell aud crash of musketry plunged through tlie line of battle and trampled him into un consciousness. In the excess of his terror the boy awakes with the cold perspiration start ing from every pore. The old sorrel, sa tiated with fence corner diet, has turned about into the corn, and after smashing down a half dozen hills \finally stumbles over the somnolent youth. Do you believe in dreams? If you do not, tlien s op r ight h ere. For this is no fancy sketch. I was that boyish dreamer. Now, there are dreams and dreams; those which leave not a wreck behind and those which leave an impression forgot that dream I have li setet down.n. Not thatat 1 s briefly s dow Rot th 1 supj for an instant that it was to be in any way associated with my future life. 1 was but a farmer’s lad. The j had probably by my elders. le great r .- 1 followed six ye-ars later not been even dreamed of my elders. The idea that 1 would ever be a soldier had never crossed my youthful imagination. 1 was gorged with military and naval stories, but that I would ever bear musket and bajmnet in battle no more occurred to me than it had occun-ed to me that I would weai C lairvoyant E x a iiiinatioas. E. F. But! I that requir cnee as the treatment of chronic diseases. marched right ‘■ wing of the great army tliat was Irarled back upon the center ill disastrous con- fu.sion. We were reserves, brought for ward to strengthen an attenuated and long drawn out line of battle already outflanked b 3 .^ tbe Confederate hordes. Marcliing acro.ss open ground b 3 ' the right flank to our position under a gall ing fire which we could not return, it required all the nerve and discipline of tried soldiers to preserve formation; but we managed to do so, and were quickly advancing in line of battle across the fields, over fences and dead and wounded, to the support of our comrades already engaged. The last field we crossed to le stalks ;m at the The astonishing success and remarkable cures 'performed by Dr. Butterfield are due to the gift of Clairvoyance, to the long study of tbe constitution o f i and tliG curing of disease from natural rem e d ies. L e t lliose given up by otliers call for an examination, lie cures the -vvor^t cases of catarrh, scrof- nla, piles. fem.ale weataiesses asthma, diseases of the heart, lun g and kidne3's. Guarantees to cure Piles and no pay taker, until tlie Cure is complete. Will be at National hotel. Auburn, Monday and Tuesday, Jan. 25 and 26. Will be at the Franklin house, Geneva, Wednesday, Jan. engaged, reach them was a cornfield, the still standing, and we joined them fence on tlie farther side a n d > l 3 ' at work. ) say that tbe enemy made it warm for us is stating it mildly. A perfect cloud of splinters arose from that line of fence. The ran.ge was point blank. Our batteries to the right and left and di- i-ectly in the rear of us i^eplied effective ly with grape and cani.ster so low that some of our own men were killed by these discharges. We were ordered to down, b get excited and* been there tw o minutes of the boys would ■ckless. We hadn’t ‘S before half a dozen men in my c( mpany were killed outright and two dozen were wounded. The blood and slaughter and shrieks and 3 'ells and roar of musketry and artillery were awful! The terrible ring of those double shotted brass iiieces beiiiud us will sound in my ears to my dying da3’. It was a living, breathing hell! The gallant foe c:inie steadily on in the face of this sweeping fire. We could see the buttons on their coats. Their officers rode backward aud forward be tween the lines, waving swords on high. One of them was mounted t white charger, t our rifles. He life. In comm pei-haps, 1 tried licuous mark inedto bear a charmed In common with maii 3 ’ others, ■ him, without suc- ivard, St ly poor boy!” sail my side, “where is it? Are you badly Imrf?” It was our major iu the next furrow. He sti itched his arm over aud :e iderly upon me. - 1 he hoarsely shouted. pressure brought up the of home and mot ler. “Ammunition! Weai the gentle sweet memory ’e are out o f ammu nition!” The cry rose along the fence. “My box, maior-—my box,” said I, I’oused in a mom :nt to the occasion. Ha undtrstood aud f imbled uervousl 3 ’ at my “Have you a knife?” “Reach in my pocket,” I feebly replied. Ho did so. It was a common pocket knife, with a large, keen blade. He cut at my belt. The sharp steel went through leather, overcoat, jacket, underclothes aud skin. No matter. 1 knew it, felt it; but it seemed painless and unimportant. The major flung the cartridge box, belt and all into tbe nearest group. In doing so he never removed his other hand from mine—the brave old soldier! His loud voice of command was one con tinuous cheer of encouragement. It rose upon m 3 - ears between the terrible ring ing sound of the brasses behind us aud the demoniacal scream of the flying frames of our grape and canister. I saw m 3 ' comrades pounce upon my cartridge bo.x like so many terriers upon a rat, shaldng and tearing it to pieces. Then 1 saw no more. I was L’ing in the com furrow on the old farm. The sorrel horse was cropping grass in the fence corner, while I stretched my boyish limbs upon the warm earth. The tall stalks nodded above me, and the rustling of many leaves soothed my senses. The 3 'ellow germs fell from the swaying tassels into my face. Here and there the virgin silk came forth like golden curls to stir my ripening imagination. I was terribly thirsty, and the well was across the meadow and over the hill. 1 could sea my dirty face and spiky hair in the cold liquid depths. The brown moss clinging to the curbing was soothing to the eye. My thirst grew upon me, and yet, though I knew that well was only over there, I dared not go home at such an early hour for fear of parental displeasure. What a funny dream that was! To think that 1 would ever be a soldier! Well, well! Confound that old horse! He is drag ging down the corn! He is—why, he n-ill trample on me! And I\m asleep and cannot wake upil This is horrible! A wild, mad rush, a trembling of the r, like that which y cyclone. swept down by the hu- blast as if it were built of tooth- major’s hand Then the gray columns swept over us and 1 lay beaten into the corn furrows by a thousand i-ushing feet.—Charles Theodore Murray in Philadelphia Press, J>oes P r o t e c t i o n P r o t e c t ? Certainl 3 % in one instance, it does. Hood’s Sarsaparilla is the grc.at protec tion against the dangers of im p u re blood, and it will cure or prevent all dangers of of this class. I t has w e ll' won its name of the best blood purifier by its many remarkable cures. The highest praise has been ■won by Hood’s Dills for their easy 3 ’et eflieient action. Sold by all druggists. Price 25 cents per box. ■Wanted, to purenase, a lanm of 75 to 150 acres in southern part of town of Seneca Falls, or adjoining on the south. Apply aud le.ave terms at office of N. B. Stevens, Partridge block, very soon. Advertise in the J ouknal .