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(ACTIISTG RIGHTS RESERVED.) William Dupey, A Machinist, Tom Sweep, A Blacksmilh, Andrew Poldean, President of Iron Works, Richard Standhope, Superintendent of Iron Works, Harvey Blake, The Plotter, John Thomas, A Watchman, Patrick O'Hooley, "Who'll niver dhrenka^'in." Simon Smart, Poldean's man-servant, Mrs. Poldean, Ooe of the "Aristocracy," Bridget O'Hooley, : A loving wife, Nellie, "The Blacksmith's Daughter." Clerks, Workmen, Dinner-carriers, Soldiers, Etc. ACT I. Scene 1. Exterior of the Middleton Iron Works. Disclose Blake and Standhope. Blake: Well, what have we accomplished, Standhope? Standhope: Nothing-. Blake: Nothing? Which means you have not given the watchman your instructions? Standhope: I told him to watch this fellow, and report to me. Having heard nothing from him, I conclude he has nothing, as yet, to report. Blake: Where is he now? Standhope: Who, Dupey? Blake: No; Thomas, the watchman. Standhope: He should be around here somewhere. Blake: Well, find him, if you can, and tell him that I wish 3 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. to speak to him. Standhope: I'll see if I can find him. Exit. Blake: And so the ganae begins! The cards are dealt; and if I do not inisfcake, I hold the winning hand. The right card played ac the right time; a little care on my part; a little moDRv judiciously used; a little watchfulness on the part of Thomas; and a little rascality, — ha, ha, ha — on the part of Standhope, and the game is mine — and wealth and love I Did ever man play for higher stakes? (Sarcaslicly) Mr. Dupey will have to be a better gamester than I think he is to beat me in this. But here comes Standhope and Thomas. I must make this watchman mine. (Enter Standhope and Thomas) Good morning, Thomas. Thomas: Good morning, sir. Blake: Mr. Standhope has told you, I suppose, why I wish to see you. Thomas: No, sir; he just told me that you wanted to speak to me. Blake: Well, Thomas, there is a man who works at these shops, a machinist, named Dupey - William Dupey, who, we feel sure, is an agitator. We want you to keep a close watch on him and report to us every thing he does. Thomas: Mr. Standhope gave me those orders two or three days ago. BJake: Ah! and what have you to report? Thomas: Nothing. Blake: Come, my man, try to remember. Maybe this will help you. (Gives Thomas money.) Thomas: (Taking money) Thank you, sir. What is it you want me to do? Blake: Tell me everything you know concerning this fellow Dupey. Thomas: Well, sir; he is a fine looking man, and wears bet- THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. ter clothes than most poor men; he is a good workman; he is polite to everybody; and he is a favorite in — Blake: Stop, stop! I don't care to know his virtues. I want to know his vices. Thomas: I don't know them myself, sir. Blake: Come, my man; I see you don't understand the mean- ing of money. There is more to follow the first. Thomas: I understand the meaning of money; but I don't think I know what you want to know. Blake: (Aside) Confound the fellow; he really doesn't know anything, or else he will not tell! I'll try him (Aloud) Do you ever see him take any bundles from the shops? Thom£s: Yes, sir. Blake: Ah, I thought so! Have you discovered what they contain? Thomas: Yes, sir. Blake: What? Thomas: His overalls, sir. (Aside) I guess that smacked his jaw. Blake: I want no foolishness. Do those bundles contain nothing else — nothing that belongs to the company? Thomas: Not that I know of. Blake: It's your place to know. Standhope, this man can tell us nothing, so we had better go before the workmen arrive. (To Thomas) I'll make a bargain with you. On the day that you give us proof of a cause sufficient to discharge William Dupey, I will give you a hundred dollars. What do you say? Thomas: I'll try to earn the money. Blake: You will be sure to earn it if you try. Come Stand - hope. Exit. Standhope: Now keep your eyes open, Thomas, and a hun- dred dollars will be yours before you know it. Blake is as good as his word. Exit, THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Thomas: Then his must be a durn poor word; for he is as sorry a man as I ever saw. (Shakes his fist after Stand- hope) And you are just like him! The fools! They think they have in me a tool that will do their dirty work for a hundred dollars; but they'll see. (Enter Tom Sweep, unseen by Thomas ) I'd like to have the hundred dol. lars; but I'll never earn it by saying one word to injure Mr. Dupey! Sweep: (Comming forward) Right, man; right! He, who would injure his fellow man, is worse than the devils in hell. But who wants you to injure Dupey? Thomas: ( onfused) Er, ah, er; that fellow Blake. Sweep: Who is Blake? Thomas: (Regaining his composure) Mr. Sweep, I am glad you heard what I said; though I didn't kuow I was talk- ing aloud. I am in a muddle. A few days ago Mr. Standhope, the superintendent, who got me this job, came to me and said: "Thomas, I want you to keep an eye on a machinist, who works here. His name is Dupey. I think he is up to some devilment, and I want to nip it in the bud." And then early this morning he came to me again and said that Mr. Blake wished to speak to me. I came here with him, and Blake asked me a lot of questioms, trying to find out something wrong with Mr. Dupey. Now, I couldn't, if I would, have told him anything wrong. Mr. Dupey has been a friend to me - he lent me money when my wife was sick, and I'll never forget him. Before Blake left he told me if I would discover any sufficient reason to have Mr. Dupey discharged, he would give me a hundred dollars. Sweep: What did you tell him? Thomas: I told him, I would try to earn the money. But I didn't mean it in the way he took it. Sweep: Who is this man Blake? 6 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER, Thomas: Why; a nephew of Andrew Poldean, president of this Company. Sweo{): (Excitedly) Ah, aDOther of the same flock! A vil- lian of the blackest dye I A cowardly cur. who dares not face the man be hates, but bites him in the back I I'd like to have all of your kind under my foot, and grind you, srrind you in the dust, base deceivers I Excuse me, man; ir makes me mad to think of those dogs. Thomas: But what would you advise me to do? Sweep: Do nothing, say nothing, know nothing! If they should ask you again for information, tell them that yon have been unable to discover anything. Say nothing to anyoneof what they, or I, have said to you. But above all, keep them still of the opinion that you are trying to help them. You can only deal with such people on thMr own ground. Thomas: Thank you, Mr. Sweep, I'll follow your advice. I must be going now. Good morning. Exit. Sweep: Andrew Poldean, I had thought your name would never pass my lips again; but it has burst forth, and all the old time hatred with it! For thirty years I've held your secret in my grasp. I've flaunted it in your face, and made you kneel in the dust to me. Sach was your fear of me, you tried to silence me with your gold, and when that would not suffice, you tried to silence me w^ith your assassins; but I baffled them. That was years ago. For twenty years I have been as one dead to you; and you no doubt thought me dead; bnt the dead is alive again. Beware, Andrew Poldean, beware! You bar- gained with me once — a conditional bargain; but that condition has been broken. Oneof vour kind — your neph- ew — crosses my path, and menaces the happiness of a friend; so your long-buried secret shall rise up before you again! The skeleton in your closet shall rattle its 7 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. bones once morel Five thousand dollars was the pledgee —five thousand dollars thoa shalt receive again! Exit. Enter Patrick O'Hooley. O'Hooley: Begorry, an' et's a divil ov a noigrit Oi've spint. Niver ag'in will I lave Bragit ter care fer the childer, wholle Oi git on a dhruuk. Oh, me head! Fourteen glasses ov beer an' half as rainny punches, makes me feel loike Oi've hed some ither koindov punches. (Enter Bridget from back.) An' whin Bragit gits hould ov me she'll goive me the ither koind ov punches roight. Bridget: (Catching O'Hooley in the collar from behind, and hitting him.) Yis, there's one! O'Hooley: Houly Saint Patrick! Bridget: (Hitting O'Hooley) There's anither. Ter thoink oi've set up the blessed noight waitin' fer yer, an' yer niver coume, et all, et all. (Hits him) Take thet! O'Hooley: Oh, Bragit! Bragit! Bridget: (Hitting him and throwing him from her) There go; et's no use baitin' a baste loike yer; fer as soon as et's doune smartin' yerTl go an' do et ag'in, ag'in. O'Hooley: No. Bragit; oi'U niver do et ag'in. Bridget: Thet's what yer sed befoure, befoure. O'Hooley: Yis, me darlin', an' Oi mint et too; but Moike Laferty sez ter me, "Coume Pat an' hev a dhrenk." "Faith, Moike," sez Oi, "Oi can't coume weth yer; Oi've tould Bragit Oi'll niver dhrenk as'in." Thin sez he, 'A glass ov beer is not dhrenkiu', coume in an' hev a glass ov beer." An' so I wint with hem, an' soon I was so dhrunk Oi didn't know me ow>i house; an' where Oi wint, an' where Oi slept, the divil a bit do Oi know. Bridget: Thet's just loike yer— dhrenkin' beer loike a Dutchman. O'Hooley: Now, Bragit, me darlin' et wasn't me fault; et 8 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. was Moike Laferty's. Brids:et: Yis, an' ef Oi hed me hand^ on Moike Laferty Oi'd fil] hem so foull ov houles he would oiver beable to hould liquor ag'm, a^'io. O'Hooley: Braojit, yer'll ferf;^oive me thes toime, won't yer? Bridget: Yis, ef yer'll niver git dhrunk iny moure, iny raoure. O'Hooley: Oi swear it, braerit! Bridget: Thet's a dear man. Oi'U lave yer, now, befoure the min coume, er they moight thry ter flirt weth me, weth me. O'Hooley: An' thet wouldn't do fer O'Hooley's woife. Bridget: (Kissing O'Hooley, and starting to go) Goud bye, Pat. Coume houme ternoight, ternoight. Exit. O'Hooley: (Calling after her) Sure, an' oi well. Goud bye, Bragit. Enter workmen, wiuh dinner pails and baskets. Enter Dupey. Dupey: Good morning, gentlemen. (Advances to front, musing) This unequal social system, not only places a bar on the public life of the working man, but on his private life as well. What a fool I am to love above my station. It is true, I am loved in return, but Nellie will never marry against her father's will, and I can never hope to get his consent. (Enter Tom Sweep) "Worth makes the man. The want of it the fellow," how true that IS, in this day of "get money, get it honestly, if you can— but ^et money!" Sweep Dupey Sweep Dupey Sweep (Coming forward) Why so pensive, boy? Am I pensive, Mr. Sweep? You seem to be. One would think you were in love. J am in love. "An honest confession is good for the soul." Tell 9 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. me the lady's name, if you don'i miod. Dnpey: I did not say I loved a lady. Maybe I am in love v(7ith myself. Sweep Come, boy, what is her name Dupey: Nellie Poldean. Sweep: (Aside), Ah I begin to see! (Aloud), Andrew Poldean's daughter? Dupey: Yes. Sweep: How goes your suit ? Dupey: I hardly know, I have the lover's hopes and the lover's fears. The lady loves me, but I am afraid I can never get her father's consent to our marriasre. Sweep: His consent can be gotten if the lady is worthy of you. Does she resemble her father or mother? Dupey: Neither of them, either in appearance or disposi- tion. I often wonder if she can be their child? Sweep: Their child? (Aside), Does he sruess the truth? Dupey: Of course she is their child, but she is so different from either of them. Sweep: Well, I can help you in this love affair; but in the mean time I want to tell you somethino-, that your being in love will help to explain. Poldean has a nephew, has be not? Dupey: Yes, Harvey Blake. Sweep: Just so. This fellow Blake hates you, and is do- ing all he can to m.ake you leave here. He has given orders to Thomas, the watchman, to watch you closely and report everything. you do. Thomas will not do so, but it will be well for you to be on your guard. I can't tell how I know this, but it is true. (Whistle blows). There is the whistle. I will talk to you again sometime. Dupey: I'll ever remember your kindness, Mr. Sweep. Enter time clerk with a stool and a book. Places 10 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. the stool down, stands on it, opens the book and calls roll. The workmen leave after answering? o their names. The clerk closes the book and leaves, carrying the stool. Scene 2. Interior of workshop. Disclose workmen at work. Whistle blows and the workmen rush for their dinner pails and baskets. First Workman: Who is going to hear Debs tonight? Second Workman: I heard they were going to post a no- tice forbidding any of us hearing him. First Workman: Who'll do that? Second Workman: Why; the company. First Workman: What right have they to do that? Third Workman: The right of might. Enter Dupey and Sweep. Sweep: Yes, Dupey; that is the only explanation of it: Blake loves Miss Poldean, or her money, and as she loves you, he wants you out of the way. Dupey. That's very plain. Blake loves her money, you say? Do you know, I am afraid they will say I am lov- ing her for her money? I wish she was the daughter of a working man, then I would not hesitate a moment to ask her to be my wife. Sweep: Ask her any way, boy. If she loves you she will not think you are after her money. And what do you care what anyone else thinks? Dupey: You are right, old friend. But she will never marry without her father's consent; and I can never get that. Sweep: Yes you can. I told you that I can help you and I will. Dapey: You are, indeed, very kind, and I appreciate it. 11 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Sweep: That's all ri^ht, boy. I was youn^, once, my- self, and I loved a lassie like your Nellie, (Aside), Yes so like that in seeing one you'd know the other! (Aloud,) I'll tell you of that love some day. Dupey: I shall be ^lad to hear it. Why not now? Sweep: No; not now. You have something to say to the men, you said as we came here. Dupey: True. I had forgotten it. (Turning to the work- men.) Men, as you know, there will be an address de- livered at the opera house tonight. There is no better friend to the workingman, in the United States, today, than the one who will deliver it. Eugene V. Debs is one of the greatest labor leader of the times; and such is the fear of this company of him that they have already posted notices forbidding any of their employees hear- ing him under penalty of being discharged. That is depriving us of our rights, men. That is making us no better than slaves. Shall we submit to it? Or shall we go in a body, with a banner at our heads: "We are the Middleton Iron Works employees?" Who will go with me? Who? Sweep: I willl Workmen: And I! And I! And I! Curtain. 12 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER, ACT II. Scene 1. Interior of The Middieton Iron Works. Disclose Dupey at work at workbench. Dupey: (Musing) Well, I've done it at last. Last night I told Nellie that I loved her; and she consented to be my wife. I kwew she loved me, but when she placed her lit- tle hands in mine, and said: ''William, I do love you," I felt the earth possessed no happier man than I. But now I have to ask her father for his consent; and I dread the interview. I wonder what he will say. My old friend, Sweep, says he can help me. I wonder howl Can it be that he has any influence with Mr. Poldean? But time discloses all things; so I will wait and see. And in the mean time I'll think of the one I love. (Sings. Enter Nellie.) "She's the only girl I love, She's the only girl I prize, She's the—" Nellie; (Tapping him on the shoulder) You must be happy, William. Dupey: (Turning suddenly) Happy? Why, dearest, I'm the happiest man alive But, what are you doing here? Nellie: Superintendent Standhope is showing us through the works again — that is, father, mother, cousin Harvey and I. (With a puzzled look) Cousin Harvey is acting strangely of late. I don't understand him. Dupey: How is that? Nellie: In several ways. And today he tried to prevent me from coming here. Dupey: But you came any way, I see. Nellie: Yes; he can't keep me from doing anything I want to do. Now come, you dear boy, and show me around the works. 13 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Will you come' Dupuy— Dupey! Whcii! Will it not look strange for a common ma- chinist to be walking around with the president's daugh- ter y Dupey: To some it may. Nellie: Well, I don't care, if you don't. Enter Blake. Dupey: Certainly I'll come if you wish. Blake: Nellie! Nellie: Oh, Cousin Harvey! Cousin, this is Mr. Mr. Blake. Dupey: I'm pleased to meet you, sir. (Extends his hand.) Blake: You'll soil my glove. Nellie, your father wishes me to take you to him, at once. Dupey: (Aside). Sweep is right, he hates me. He did not even acknowledge the introduction. Nellie: Tell him I will join him before long. Blake: He wants you now. Nellie: (Decidedly) Tell him what I said. Blake: (Angrily), Then you won't come. Nellie: No. Come, Mr. Dupey; Cousin Harvey is rude. Exit with Dupey. Blake: That settles it. If my heart had had any tendency to be soft it would be hardened now. WMUiam Dupey, you stand between me and a fortune; so you must be re- moved. (Shakes his fist after Dupey.) It is a bold game I am playing, thus the more necessity for my winning. I have already started the ball to rolling, and lam a fool, if, in its mad rush, it does not crash William Dupey. (Enter Standhope.) Ah, Standhope! The very man I wished to see. Did the directors meet last night? Standhope: Yes. Blake: Did you do what I advised you to? Standhope What? About reducing the men's wages ten per 14 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. cent? Blake: Yes. Standhope: Of course I did; and they agreed to do so. The notices will be posted today. Blake: Will the men accept the reduction, do you think? Standhope: Not with that fellow, Dupey, to advise them. You know what he did, a few nights ago, regarding the Debs speaking? Blake: Then we ought to be able to run him off soon. Do you know why I am so anxious to do so? Standhope: Because he is a dangerous man to be in the employ of the company, I suppose. Blake: I haven't a cent of interest in the company. Standhope: But your uncle has. Blake: Do you think I am ninny enough to look after my uncle's business? Standhope: Then what is your object? Blake: I don't mmd telling you, row that you have gone too far to draw back. I am financially embarrassed; and there is but one way for relief— that is, through my uncle's money. There is but one way to possess that money — that is, through my uncle's daughter. If she marries me my fortune is made, if she marries an- other my fortune is lost. Nellie Poldean loves William Dupey, and will marry him, unless I get him out of the way. Hence my desire to have him leave the town. Standhope: Oh. you villian! Blake: Ha, ha, ha! You call me villian! Why, Standhope; you forget a little episode in your younger days, when Maude Andrews worried you once too often, and you silenced her beneath the waters of the Standhope: Hush, man! Not so loud. Blake: Oh, these walls have no ears, but I can make them 15 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. have tongups if you play me false. Stand hopp: Keep my secret, Blake, and I will help you in all you wish to do. I have repented of that rash deed and had thought the secret buried until you came upon the scene again. I never thought, though, that yoa would use it to further your own ends. Blake: Nor will I It will be to your advantage to assist me in this matter. The directors will think you are energetic, and reward you accordingly. Your secret is safe enough with me; (Aside,) as long as I can use him, (Aloud) never fear of that. Here comes my uncle. Enter Andrew Poldean Poldean: Come, Standhope, and explain that new machin- ery to me. Standhope: Certainly, sir. (Aside to Blake) Be sure that you do not give tongues to these walls, or they might tell two secrets. Blake: (Aside) What dees he mean? Poldean: Will you come with us, Harvey.'* Blake: I believe not, uncle. I hate machinery. Poldean: Very well; you'll find amusement, I suppose. Exit with Standhope. Enter Sweep. Blak'^: Amusement? Was there ever a time when I was not amused? Sweep: There'll come a time, my fine gentleman. Blake: What is that you say fellow? Sweep: My stars! He calls me fellow. Poor deluded wretch, he'd be lost in a dice cup! Blake: You are rather free of speech, old man. Sweep: Freedom is my birthright. Blake: Then you should lose your birthright in the pres- 16 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. encp of your superior. Sweep: I have lived a long life, youog man, but have never seen my superior. Eater O'Hooley. Blake: Do yoa not recognize a gentleman as your superior? Sweep: Where will I find one? Blake: I am one. O'Hooley: Faith, ter here hem talk, yer would thoink ho was two instid ov one. Sweep: Then you are a gentleman! Ha, Ha, Ha! Blake: You impudent rascal, I'll :each you to laugh. (Raises his cane to strike Sweep.) O'Hooley: Begory, not w^hoile Patrick O'Hooley is here. (Catches the cane.) Blake: How dare you catch my stick? O'Hooley: How dare yer attimpt ter stroike an ould man? Blake: I oue^ht to strike you for your interference. O'Hooley: Thet's moure loike et, man. Suppose yer thry et. Blake: I wouldn't soil my hands with you. O'Hooley: Or yer stick aither, Oi guiss? Sweep: Leave him alone, O'Hooley. Blake: If he knows what is sfood for him he will do so. O'Hooley: Sure; an' he'll niver boite, Mr. Swaap. What is thet about the dog thet barks sildom boites? Sweep: Ha, ha, ha! But don't trust them too far. O'Hooley: Oi'm niver a bet afr'id. Oi'm niver afr'id ov iny- theng, excipt me woife. Blake: (Angry look changing to a sneer) Most honored gentlemen, I beg your pardons. (Aside) I'll have them discharged. Exit. Sweep: Now he'll have us fired. O'Hooley: Ef he does, Oi'll smash hes face the first toime 01 maat hem on the straat. Exit. 17 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Sweep: Truly, another of Andrew Poldean's kind. I saw him just now, curse him! Why have I kept his secret all these years, when I hate him so? Because I love my daughter — a love that makes me remain unknown to her, and lets her remain under the roof of that vile re- probate, who married my sister, and left her to die of a broken heart, while he married another. He would never have married my sister had I been at home. I, who knew the secret of how his father died, would have prevented it. But I was not there, so the base hypo- crite married a woman, who, though poor, was a thous- and times too good for him. And yet I keep his secret! But I'll use it some day, for 1 hate him! Yes; I hate him! Exit. Enter Simon Smart. Smart: For height years Hi 'ave been hin the service hof Mr. Handrew Poldean,hand 'ave never been binside hof these shops before. Euter O'Hooley. O'Hooley: (Aside) Ef thet bea't the divil thin et must be clouse kin to hem. (Aloud) The top ov the mournin' ter yer. Smart: Hah, fellah! Can you tell me 'ow to find Mr. Han- drew Poldean? O'Hooley: Sure, an' Oi kin. Smart: 'Ow. O'Hooley: Look for hem. Smart: Come fellah; Hi wish to find Mr. Handrew Poldean, president hof the Middleton Hiron Works. O'Hooley: Well, yer hev twomoure weshes.In fairy stories yer always hev thraa weshes, yer know, 18 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER, Smart: You hare ha fool. O'Hooley: Yis; Oi made mesilf one by spaakin' to a natu- ral bourn one loikeyer. Enter Boys, with dinner baskets, followed by Workmen. Workmen: (Sin«:ing) "Chicken for lunch today, Chicken for lunch today, Chicken for lunch, chicken for lunch, Chicken for lunch today." (Repeat.) Boys place baskets on workbench, and retire. Smart: You fellahs; can you tell me w'ere to find Mr. Handrew Poldean, president hof the Middleton Hiron Works? Workmen: Yes — Smart: W'ere? Workmen: If we knew. Ha, Ha, Ha! Smart: You hare hail fools. Workmen: Pools are we? Then ^et out of here. (Seize Smart and hustle him off.) Get out of here. Exit with Smart. O'Hooley: Sure, ef they'd take hem in the blacksmeth shop, a)^' duck hem in the slack tub, they'd traat hem roi^ht, (Enter Thomas.) Goud mournin' Mr. Thomas. Thomas: Good mornins:, Pat. Any news? O'Hooley: Faith, an' there is. Thojia.: Wtiat? O'Hooley: Some ov the boys hev caught the divil, drissed in hes Sunday clothes, an' hev takin hem out ter pull hes hourns off. Thomas: The devil yon say ! I bet he was after you, Pat. He'll get you, yet, some day. Exit, laughing. 19 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. 0"Hooley: (RunniDg after Thomas) Yer spalpeen; cr[i out ov here. Exit. E'iter Blake and Mrs. Poldean. Blake: This is the most secluded spot around the works, and I have brousrht 3^ou here to tell you some'^hing: very serious. Mrs. P. : I hope it is nothino^ to shock me; for it will not be proper for one of the "aristocracy" to be greatly excited. Blake: It depends upon the condition of your nerves, dear aunt, whether you will be shocked or not. Do you re- member that young man, who went home with Nellie, from the Thorns, the other night; and who has called on her three times since then? Mrs. P.: The one I have such an aversion to, because he has such rough hands? Blake: I presume he is the same, His name is Dupey. Mrs. P.: Yes, yes; the same. What about him? Blake: He is aspiring to marry the daughter in one of the most wealthy and aristocratic families in the town. Mrs. P.: Indeed! And the family? Blake: Is the Poldeans. Mrs P.: What? Marry Nellie? Blake: Yes. Mrs. P.; But they scarcely know each other. Blake: Don't be too sure of that, my dear aunt. For once the affectionate daughter has hoodwinked her parent^;. For months they have known each other; meeting at festivals and friend's houses, until, becoming more bold, he dared to show himself at your house. I know they contemplate marriage, but it hardly seems in accordance with the standing of an aristocratic family like yours 20 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. for the daughter to marry a common machinist. Mrs. P : It shall noi be. But are you sure of what you say? Blake: Just as sure as I am that I am living. Mrs. P. : He is a machinist you say? Blake: Yes; and employed in these works. Mrs. P : Oh, the scandal it will cause, unless I stop it. Come Harvey, and go with me. I must find Andrew. A thing like this must never happen to one of the ' aris- tocracy." Blake: (Aside) Another card played, and another point won! Exit with Mrs. Poldean. Enter D'upey and Nellie. Nellie: Oh, William; you must ask father. I cannot marry without his consent. I will plead with him, and tell him I will never marry any but you. Ask him today. Will you? Dupey: Yes; if I can get him to listen to me. Nellie: He will listen to you, I know. Here he comes, now. We will remain and ask him. Dupey: All right, sweetheart, if you wish. (Aside) I dread this interview. Enter Andrew Poldean. Nellie: I saw you coming, father; and waited for you. Cousin Harvey told me you said you wanted to see me. Poldean: Then Harvey must have been joking; for I have not said a word to him about you. Who is your friend? Nellie: Mr. Dupey — My father. Poldean: I am glad to meet any of Nellie's friends. (Extends his hand.) Dupey: Thank you; (Looks at his hand) but my hand is — 21 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Poldean: Never mind the dirt, man. My band has been soiled before. (They shatce bands.) Dapey: (Aside) This is a surprise, Nellie: Father, WiUianQ — that is, Mr. Dupey wants to tell you— waats to ask you somethins:. Poldean: Very well, I am ready to listen, What is it, sir? Dupey: Mr. Poldean, for a lon^r time I have known your dauf^hter; and for a \on^ time I have loved her. (Slight pause.) Poldean: Youn^^ people will get in love. Dupey: Yes, but I am a poor man, with nothing but my health and my trade. Poldean: There's mivay a man who envies you those. Dupey: 1 know that. But having nothing else, it may ap- pear to some, that, instead of loving your daughter for herself, I am loving her for your money. I would rath- er she Poldean: (Interrupting) Take my advice, young man, and never care a penny for false appearances. Dupey: That is good advice, and encourages me. I want your consent to our marriage. (Takes Nellie by the hand.) Poldean: (To Nellie) What have you to say ? Nellie: This, "Ilovehim." Poldean: That is sufficient. Mr. Dupey, unlike many fa- ther's would have done, I have not tried to find a man of wealth to marry Nellie. I would prefer her remain- ing single; but our mothers and wives married, and our daughters will follow their example. The quality I re- quire in a man is honor; and I have heard enough of you, though 1 have not had the pleasure of meeting you before, to know you possess that. I heartily give my consent to your marriage, and hope you will both be 22 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER, happy. Nellie: (ThrowiDg her arms around Poldean's neck) Dear, good father! Dupey: Her happiness will ever be my aim in life. Poldean: I believe you, sir. (Putting Nellie from him) There, there; I must go now. What arrangements you two make will meet with my approval. Exit. Nellie: He is not the ogre you thought him, is he? Dupey: I am greatly surprised, and very happy. Butcome, I'll show you the dinamos, as I promised you. Exit with Nellie. Enter Standhope with a notice in his hand. Standhope: Hlake was right; I have gone too far in this thing to stop now. What a fool I was not to see his aim, a>.d not to recognize him before. When he threw my past in my face, he also revealed his secret — Harvey Blake, nephew of Andrew Poldean, indeed! (Enter Sweep, unseen by Standhope.) How he has de- ceived the old gentleman, I don't know; but this I do know: Harvey Blake is not a nephew of Andrew Pol- dean. I knew^ him years ago as Ralph Turner; but Turner or Blake, if he dares to use my secre!: against me, I'll — But I have other business. I have here a no- tice, notifying the employees that from this date their wages are reduced ten per cent Oh; what a villian Blake is! (Exit Sweep.) I will tack it on the wall. (Pats up notice.) Exit. Enter workmen with Simon Smart on a rail. General uproar. Saiart: Let me hoff hcf 'ere. Enter O'Hooley. 23 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. O'Hooley: Goive et ter hem boys — ^oive et ter hem. Smart: (Kicking) Let me hoff hof 'ere, Hi say. O'Hooley: Duck the empudint divii \u a slack tub. Workmen: That's the very thing. We'll do it, come on. iiinter Sweep. SvT^eep: What are you doing, boys? Workmen: Teaching this fellow a lesson. Smart: Save me Mistah, save me! Sweep: Let him go, boys. We have a more important lesson to teach, here. Workmen: (Letting rail with Smart fall) What is it? Exit Smart,, running. Sweep: Read that notice and see. (Points to notice.) Enter other workmen; all gather around notice; and Sweep reads. Sweep: (Reading) "On and after this date the wages of all employees of the Middleton Iron Works are reduced ten per cent. Richard Standhope, superintendent. Approved, Andrew Poldean, president." First Workman: What are we going to do about it? Second Workman: Where is Dupey? See what he has to say about it. First Workman: No use asking Dupey. I saw him with Poldean's daughter. He is bought over, you may de- pend on it. Sweep: That's a lie! William Dupey is as true as gold. Here he comes; see what he says. Dupey: What is the matter, men? Workmen: Read that notice. (He reads) Well what will you do? Dupey: I, for one, will not accept. (Begins to remove his 24 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. overalls ) Sweep: Nor I. Workmen: (With one voice) Nor we! Sweep removes his apron. Workmen remove their overalls. Enter soldiers and line up on each side. Enter O'Hooley, who stops to read the notice. O'Hooley: (Turning from the notice) What shill Oi do? Ef Oi quit an' the Dimocrets git elicted, Oi will be all roight;fer they'll make me a porlicemao, butef they do not, thinBragit an' thechilder moight suffer. Oi wander what Bragit would till me ter do. Enter Bridget. Bridget: (Pointing at O'Hooley) Take off thim overalls. Oi'll niver spaak to yer ag'in, ag'in ef yer stroike a lick ov wurruk, while the ither min are on a stroike. Workmen wave overalls and cheer. Sweep waves apron. O'Hooley removes overalls. Soldiers present arms. Curtain. ACT III. Scene 1. A room in Poldean's residence. Disclose Pol- dean seated in an easy chair. Poldean: Oh, that I could live life over again! The past, which I have tried so hard to forget, rises before me like a horrid dream; and I shudder at the vile things I behold. I have won wealth and honor, but I would give them all if I could, only, undo the past. (Covers his face with his hands ) Enter Mrs. Poldean. Mrs. P.: Oh, Andrew; such a disgrace threatens us. 25 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Poldean: (Raising his head) What is it my, dear? Mrs. P.: Harvey tells me that he is certain our daughter, Nellie, intends to marry that fellow Dupey. Poldean: I don't see any disgrace in that. Mrs. P : You don't — don't see any disgrace in the daughter of one of the "aristocracy," like me. marrying a common machiuist? That's all he is. Poldean: My dear, calm yourself. Let us talk the matter over quietly. I met this young man a week ago, infact on the very day I was called so suddenly to New York, and — Mrs. P.: (Interrupting him) Yes; and had me running everywhere, looking for you, to tell you whatyou, now, say is no disgrace. Poldean: Did you look for me? I did not know it. That ^ was the day the strike began. Well, as I was saying, I met this young man on that day, and found him neither low or common, but a perfect gentleman. Mrs. P. : Do you know he was the one who lead the strikers? Poldean: Yes; I know, and T don't blame him. Mrs. P.: Don't blame him for antagonizing you— you who authorized the reduction of wages? Poldean: I am but a servant of the company, as he was— a little higher in authority, perhaps, — but a servant, nevertheless. The directors said, "Reduce wages," and I, as their servant, signed the notice. There my work ended. Mrs. P.: If you h id used your influence you could have in- duced them not to reduce the wages. Poldean: Yes; but matters had been misrepresented. I see my mistake, now, though. Mrs. P.: We are leaving the subject. To hear you calk, one would think you are in favor of this marriage. 26 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER, Poldean: I am. Mrs. P.: You are? Poldean: Yes. Why not? I find blm a worthy youn.fij maL; and she loves hira. Mrs. P.: Worthy— fiddlesticks! Love— bosh! Andrew Poldean, I did think you had some family pride. Poldean: And now. Mrs. P.: I find yoa have none. I suppose, when this man asks you, if he has the affrontery to do so, for your con- sent to the marriao'e, you will give it. Poldean: He has already asked for, and I have already given, my consent. Mrs. P.: But you will take it bT,ck. You will never let him marry our daughter. Poldean: I beg your pardon, Mrs. Poldean! I never take back ray word He and Nellie shall marry, if they wish. Mrs. P.: You villian! You base wretch, to bring shame like this on one of the "aristocracy!" I'll leave you! I never care to see you again, never! Poldean: INIary! Mr:-;. P.: Don't speak to me. Poldean: Mar; ! Mrs. P.: I say, don't speak to me. Poldean: Mary, listen to me. Mrs. P.: I won't. (Rings bell.) I don't want to hear a word you iiave to say. Poldean: But, Mary, you must listen. Mrs. P.: I won't! I won't! I won't! (Enter Simon Smart.) Simon, tell Jane to pack my trunks. I leave today for New York. I will be up directly. Smart. Yes, madam. Exit. Poldean: Now, Mary, hear what I have to say. (Exit Mrs. Poldean, without speaking.) Weil, this is bad. When 27 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. I try to do what is rio'lit my wife opposes me. I must find her and try to appease her an^er. Exit. Enter Nellie. Nellie: What does it mean? I m^t mother, come to the point, gradually; we'll understand each other better. You can be depended on to keep a secret, I suppose. Thomas: Yes, sir; when it is necessary. Blake: It is very necessary, for the fulfillment of our ob- ject, thai you keep, what lam goino^ to tell you, secret; and besides, you can earn five hundred, instead of one hundred dollars, by doing what I tell you. Are you willing to earn that amount? Thomas: It, depends, on what I am to do to earn it. Blake: Must I tell him, Standhope? Standhope: I suppose you must, if you want him to help you Blake: You explain it to him. Standhope: No; it's your job. You do the talking. Blake: (Aside) Ah, he smells the rat. (Aloud) Very well. Thomas, we want you to destroy one of the shop buildings. 30 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Thomas: Bow? Blake: With dyaamite. Thorn a.^ : Whal/s that for? Blake: That is not for you to know. Will you do it? Thomas: Nu, sir. Blake: (Springing to his feet) You refuse? Thomas: I ao. Blake: Come, come; if I offer you a thousand dollars? Thomas: I would still refuse. Blake: What shall we do, Siandhope? Standhope: Get some one else to do it, I reckon. Blake: But, if this man talks.? Standhope: Silence him. beforehand. Blake: How.? Standhope: • 'Gold seals tlie mouth of the babbler," and ''Dead men tell no tales." Either would suit this case. Biake: (Siirnificant]y) This man wouldn't; want to die, I'm sure; thou2:h it would be easy to dispose of him. Standhope: That's ]ust it. Give him his choice between tellino: v/hat you have said and dying, or keeping silent and receiving a hundred dollors, and I think he will take the latter. Blake: I will give him his choice. (Drawing a revolver) What do you say, man, shall it be death, or a hundred dollars? T'lumas: What am I to do? Blake: Just keep quiet, and never say a woril about what I have .asked you to do. Renaember, it is death or thac. Thomas: I'll take the money. Standhope: Sensible man! Blake: (Giving Thomas money) Very well; here it is. Now, see that you keep faith with with us— or else— S-andhopf : I think I hear s" me one coming, Blake. I had 31 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. better ffo. Blake: I'll go with you; for we have to find some one to do this job. Standhope: Thomas, I wish to speak to Mr. Blake, alone. Thomas: All right sir. Exit. (As he passes the curtain, Nellie, unseen by Blake or Standhope. hands him a slip of pappr ) Standhope: Just a few words, Blake. Let us do the work ourseives. and not risk another knowino^ it. Blake: But, can we accomplish it? Standhope: Yes, I have a plan. Come, and I will explain it. Exit with Blake. Nellie: (Comino^ from behind the curtain) Not risk an- other knowing their villiany! But there is one who knows it, already, who cannot be bribed. They are plotting: against William— my William, but they will see what a woman can do. I have done good work — not only have I hexrd their vile schemes, but I have gotten a note into the hands of the man, they call Thomas, which will bring him to see me, I have no doubt. Enter Poldean Poldean: Nellie! Nellie: Father! Poldean: My dear little girl! Nellie: What is the matter, father? Poldean: Your mother has left us. Nellie: Left us? What do you mean? Poldean: I mean, that she is angry, because I gave my consent to your marriage, and has left onr house, vow- ing never to return. I thought it best to tell you at once. But I must go now; for I have business to attend 32 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. to, even with this e^reat trial. (Kisses Nellie on the cheek and exit. Nellie throws herself into a chair, and sobs.) Enter Blake Blake: Standhope is a brick. His plan is capital. (Sees Nellie, and starts) Nellie in tears? Now is mv chance. (Advances toward her) Nellie, my darling; you— Nellie: (Rising, and confronting him) What is that you say? (Brushes away her tears.) Bldkp: (Trying to take her in his arms) Nellie, you know I love you, and — Nellie: Stop, sir! (Points to the door) Go! Rlake: But, Nellie, my — Nellie: (Still pointing) Go, I say! Go! Blake: (Moving toward the door, shaking his fist at her) You will be sorry for this! Exit. Nellie: Not half as sorry as you, Harvey Blake, — or Turner. But I must remove these tear stains before William comes. Exit. Enter Thomas followed by Smart Smart: You 'ave no business 'ere. Thomas: That's not for you to say, my man. Please tell Miss Poldean that John Thomas is here. Smart: Does she hexpect you? Thomas: She does. Smart: Hah! Exit. Thomas: As I was* leaving here, an hour ago, a hand ex- tended from behind that curtain, gave me this note. (Reads) "Mr. Thomas:— It is very important that I have a conversation with you. Please come here, as soon as you can, after these men leave. They are trying to 33 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER wrong a brave man. — Nellie Poidean." Now that is the lady Mr. Dupey loves. I guess she hoard what they said to me. I hope s!ie did. Here she comes now. Enter Nellie. (Thomas bows, low, to her.) Nellie: Mr. Thomas, I will not detain you but a moment J overheard the conversation between you and those two meu; and I can tell you what the^^ did not, that is, that they are plottins- against one of the noblest men living. I intend to Trustrate them, and want you to help mo. Will you? Thomas : Yes; Miss, in any way I can. Nellie: Thank you. All I want you to do is to swear to what they have said to you Their threat of killing ycu can not be carried out, as you will be well protected wnen 1 ask you to swear. And my faiher will see that you do not lose your position. Thomas: All right. Miss. Their threat of killing, did not fjighten me, I will do anything to help you. Nellie: (Handing him a purse) Here is a little money — Thiitnas: (Putting his hinds behind him) No. MiSS, nol Wljat J do for you I will do without pay. Nellie: (Laying the purse on the Table) Then let me thank you, again, for your kindness. I sh-ill call on you for assistance, when I need you. Thomas: You will find me ready. Good eveninir, Miss. Exit. Nelhe: He nas an honest face. I think I can trust him. William will be here soon and I will-warn him at once. I think I hear him now. (Enier Dupey. Nellie runs to meet him ) Oh, William; I am so sriad you have come. I have something important to tell you Dupey: (Kissing her) And I have something to tell you. 34 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER, Nellie: What is it? Do tell me. Dupey: I love you. Nellie: You dear boy; I knew that already. I thought you had somethiog-else to tell me. Dupey: Would anything interest you more than that? Nellie: No; and yet, I have something of more interest than that to tell you. Come over to this seat by the window, and I will tell you. Dupey: (Going toward window, with his arm around Nel- lie.) All right, sw^eetheart! Nellie: Do you remember my telling you about — (Explosion. Glare of flames seen through the window.) Dupey: That is at the works. I must go; somebody may be hurt— some of the strikers may be killed. Nellie: Wail a moment, I Dupey: I haven't time to listen now, dearest. (Kisses her) I'll listen some other time. (Going) Nellie: (Trying to detain him) You must wait. It is very important to Dupey: I can't, sweetheart; I really can't! Exit. Nellie: (Palling on her knees) Oh, I did not think they would act so soon! I aai too late, too late! Curtain. 35 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. ACT IV. Scene 1. Interior of Sweep's house. Disclose Dupey and Sweep. Dupey lying on a couch, and Sweep seated by his side. Dupey: You are very kind to me, Mr. Sweep, but it is cruel in you not to tell me why I am here; and what has happened while I have been lyino^ here. Sweep: The doctor said that you must not be excited in any way. Dupey: But I must have been sick, the»"i. I am well now. I am strong enough to go out, if you would let me. Come, old friend, tell me what I want to known. Sweep: Will you promise not to get excited; and to lie there quietly, while I tell you? Dupey: Yes; I promise. Sweep: You remember the explosion? Dupey: Yes. Sweep: Well, that night you overworked, clearing the debris to get out the wounded deputies. Just before day you fainted, and I had you brought here; then fever set in, and you remained delirious for over a week, af- ter that you were too week lo either talK or listen, for a long time Dupey: And Nellie— has she been to see me? Sweep: No; there has been a reason why she could not come, but I have kept her informed, every day, of your condition, by Thomas, the watchman. Dupey: Why could she not come to see me? Sweep: Because, she had reason to believe that she was watched; and in coming here would disclose your where- ' abouls. Dupey: What difference would that have made, and by 36 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. whom was she watched? Sweep: That is what I will have to explain. When they began to make inquiries into the dynamiting of the shop building, several men came forward and said they had heard you say that the whole works should be blown to atoms. Of course your friends knew ii was a lie, for the men were Pinkerton detectives who said it; but for some time we could not discover the father of the lie. Then they searched your room and found a quantity of dynamite concealed there. This was another mystery for your friends to explain. But the plotters went too far; they got one of the deputies to swear that he saw you near the shops a few moments before the explosion. Dupey: What villiany. Sweep: All the evidence was published in the evening pa- per, and, that night, Thomas brought me a note from your sweetheart. I'll read it to you. (Takes paper from his pocket and reads) "Dear Mr. Sweep:— Thomas tells me that the doctor thinks your patient is improv- ing:. I am so glad! Now, while the doctor is saving his life, we must save his honor; and see that those, who are plotting against him are punished. This evening's paper states that Mr. Dupey was near the works a few moments before the explosion. That is false; for he was with me at our house when the explo- sion occurred. But I do not need this to know that he is innocent; in the first place, he is too noble a man to be guilt}/ of such a crime; and in the second place, I know the guilty parties. So please, keep him safe un- til he is well, and then we will act. Very truly, Nellie Poldean." This note gave me the cue I wanted. I searched out the deputy, who had made the statement concerning you, and accused him of lyir.g. He remained 37 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER, firm at first, bat when I showed him this note and threatened to have him arrested for perjury, he broke down and confessed that Harvey Blake liad paid him to tell the lie. I saw it all then, as you can see it now, — Harvey Blake is the root of the whole thing. Dupey: How the man must hate me! Sweep: Yes; bub you are well now, and a well man does not like to stay cooped up in a close room, so when you go out, instead of your being arrested, we will have him arrested. Dupey But have you proof enough to convict him Sweep: I'll get the proof. Dupey: How? Sweep: By making him confess. Dupey: Will he confess? Sweep: Yes. I have discovered that his name is not Blake, Kut Turner. That being fo, he is not a nephew of An- drew Poldean. Not being a nephew of Andrew Poldean, he must be afraid that his imposition will be discovered. Rather than let the truth be known, I think he will con- fess to his part in the dynamiting, and trust to his uncle, as he calls him. to get him out of the scrape. Dupey: That is all right, if it will work as you plain. But if it don't, and my whereabouts is discovered — Sweep: You will be arrested, no doubt In that case, prove your alibi, and produce witnesses to assert your good character. I think you can come through all right. Dupey: But, there will always be a doubt; and Andrew Poldean will not want Nellie to marry a man with a stain upon his name. Sweep: That makes no difference— Andrew Poldean will have nothing to do with it. Dupey: Why? 38 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Sweep: Sometime a^o, I told you that I, once, had a love affair, and that I would tell you of it some day. The day has arrived. But I must uot tell you of that alone; I must go back for years to a time when Andr3W Pol- dean and I were friends. (Dupev starts.) We were thrown much tojjether, aud 1 discovered a secret of his — a very great secret. I kept what I had discovered to myself; and soon we separated. I went home for a short visit, and then went to another state. A year later I received a telegram summonsing me home, and I went. The body of my only sister had been found in a small lake; and with her hat, which had been found on the shore, was a note, which stated that she had married one, Andrew Poldeau; but being deserted by him she did not care to live, and would destroy herself. On the strength of the note, the coroner's jury brought a ver- dict of self-murder. Many a man would have gone after his -ister's destroyer, to kill him; but I had a more sure plan of revenge. I searched for him, and found him on the day that he married the present Mrs. Poldean. I said nothing to him of my sister, I doubt if he knew she was my sister, but simply let him know that I knew a secret of his, which he thought no one knew but him- self, and threatened to reveal it. From that time I had him at my mercy. I made his, a life of torture He tried to buy my silence with money, but I refused the offer. He hired assassins to kill me, but I baffled them. Year after year past, and I kept him tremblins:. To add to his troubles, each child that his wife bore him would die a few hours after birth. This was God's punishment. His was indeed a life of misery; though ail the time his wealth increased. I was poor, and have always remained so. The time came, however, wnen I fell in love with a 39 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER, woman, like your sweetheart; and for a time Poideau lived in peace. I married my beautiful Nellie, her name was Nellie, too; and she bore me a daughter, but she gave her life for it. The doctors said: "It can not live;" but it did live, and I'll tell you how. As I sat, alone, grieving over my ](-ss, Andrew Poldean entered the room, without knocking. He had a large basket on his arm, and a peculiar expi'ession on his face. I will not tell you our conversation, it was not a pleasant on, but in the end, he took a dead infant from the basket, and replaced it with a live one — my child. Our agreement was this; he was to raise the child as his, not even letting his wife know the difference, giving it all the luxury of wealth; and I wt s to keep his secret so long as he was kind, and acted a father's part to her. There was an- other part to the agreement, however, which bears an important, part now. He gave me five thousand dollars, in cash, with the understanding, that whenever I re- funded 10 him a like amount, I could c^aim my daughter, and not before. He thought I would spend the money, and could never save enough to replace it; so he would be free from me forevei . But he was mistaken. I have never spent a cent of it. I left the town, then, and wandered from place to place. For nearly twenty years Andrew Poldean has not heard from me, and he no doubt thinks me dead. But he will find out differently soon. So you see, boy, it makes no diiference what he thinks of you. Nellie, for I told him she must be named after her mother, is mine; and she shall be- long to you! Dupey: Thank you, my kind old friend, this is indeed good news for me. But why has he never recognized you here? 40 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Sweep: The chanofes of twenty years are more than he can penetrate. Dupey: But your name? Sweep: Is Eot Sweep, but Andrews. Your sweetheart's name is Nellie Andrews. But I think I hear some one on the stair. Dupey: It is she. I heard her voice. Nellie: (On the outside) Is this the place? Thomas: (On the outside) Yes, Miss. Enter Nellie. Dupey rises to his feet, ana Nel- lie runs into his arms. Dupey: My darling! I knew you would come. Nellie: I would have been here before, if I had dared. Sweep: (Aside) Just like her mother! Dupey: Then you do not think me guilty? Nellie: Guiltv? Of course not. (liJnter Poldean.) father! Dupey: Mr. Poldean! Poldean: Young man, when I gave my consent to your marriage with my daughter, you had no blemish on your name. But now it is different; and I must with- draw my consent. Nelhe: Oh, father! Dupey: Sir; I do not ask "you" for her now. Sweep: (Coming forward) No; for she is not his to give. Poldean: (Staggering back) Tom Andrews! Sweep: Yes; Tom Andrews, come to life, after twenty years. This is my loom, and I feel honored at a visit from you. Do you remember the last time you came to see me? You left with me a certain sum of money. (Crosses the room, and takes a box from a table.) I placed that money in this box. It is there yet, (Hands box to Poldean) Here is your five thousand dollars, 41 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER, Andrew Poldean. I claim my daughter. (Crosses to Nellie.) Nellie: What does this mean? Sweep: Tell her, Dupey. Dupey: My dearest, it means that when you were born your mother died; and this, my worthy friend, your father, let Mr. Poldean have you to take the place of his infant that was dead. There were certain conditions by which your father could claim you. He meets those conditions, now, and claims his Nellie. Nellie: (Pausing a moment, and then throwing herself in Sweep's arms) Father I Sweep: My daughter! Poldean: Andrews, have you no feeling? True she is not my daughter, but I could not love her more if she were. Why do you hate me so? Why have you made my life a curse.^ Sweep: I have given you twenty years of peace. Poldean: Yes; twenty years in which to learn to love Nellie, dearer than my life; and then you take her from me. Sweep: Do you deserve better.? Poldean: Yes. Ask her— ask her if I have not always acted the fathers part; be?n kind to her; humored her every whim; and even caused my own wife to leave me, because I tried to make her happy. Nellie: Yes; he has always been as kind as a father could be to me. I have two fathers now. (Takes Sweep's hand in one of hers, and Poldean's in the other. Both men tremble.) Sweep: (Aside) This will not do. My heart is softening, and it should be hard as stone. Poldean: Oh, Andrews, why do you hate me so? Sweep: I will tell you. But come; for what I have to tell 42 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. is not for these youthful ears. (Sweep and Poldeaa advance to the front, and Nellie and Dapey engage in conversation in ^he rear.) Sweep: Poldean, do you remember years ago. you won the heart of a girl, Maud Andrews? She was my sister. Poldean: I never heard of her before. Sweep: What! Never heard of Maud Andrews, the girl you married, and when tired of, you left to die, while you married your present wife? What I Never heard of her drowning herself in North lake? Ah, no doubt you were glad she was out of the way, so you could marry again without being a bigamist! Poldean: Andrews you have made a great mistake. In my time I have been a villian, I admit; but never ruch a one as that. You know my crime, and how it has blasted my life; but I swear I have not the other to answer for. I never knew your sister— I never heard of her before. I was never married until I married my present wufe. I have been a villian for money, but not for love. Sweep: Is this true? Poldean: As true as heaven! Sweep: Do you swear it? Poldean: I swear it! Sweep: Then Poldean, I have, indeed, made a great mis- take. The note my sister left, stated, that she bad been forsaken by her husband, Andrew Poldean; but I believe your oath, for I have never known you to be a liar. I can make but slight reparation: Poldean, you did not kill your father. Poldean: (Joyfully) Did not kill my father? Say that again, man— say that again! 43 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Sweep: When the doctor said your father would recover, I watched you, for I knew you needed his money. I saw you pour the poison in his glass of water; and I removed the ^lass, replacing it with one of pure water. Your father died a natural death. Poldean: Then, I am not a murderer? Sweep: Not in deed. Poldean: And you saved me! Ah, Andrews, I forgive you for all you have made me suffer. The burden of many long years has been lifted from me, and I would be happy if I was not losing Nellie. Sweep: You shall not lose her. Keep her as your daugh- ter. I am old now, the last few days have told greatly upon my strength, and I shall soon join my other Nel- lie in the other world. We will let our daughter marry Dupey, who is innocent of the crime of which he is ac- cused; and is a good man, and worthy of her. We will pay them daily visits; and she shall call each of us, "father." Poldean: Andrews! (Extends his hand.) Sweep: Poldean! (Grasps the proffered hand.) Poldean: We were friends long ago — Sweep: And we are friends again today! Dupey: (Coming forward) Do you hear those heavy steps upon the stair? Poldean: Yes. What does it mean? Dupey: They are coming to arrest me, I think. Sweep: Well, let them come. Enter Blake and Standhope. Standhope: There he is. Blake: Ah, caught at last! William Dupey, we shall hand you over to justice. 44 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Dupey: For what? Blake: For a crime — Nellie: (ComiDg forward) That you committed, (Blake aad Standhope stag^rer back.) You acknowledge your guilt! Blake: We acknowledge nothing. You make accusations, prove them, my fair cousin. Nellie: That is easily done, by the man you tried to engage to do the job. (Calls) Thomas! Enter Thomas. Thomas: Yes, Miss. Blake: (Aside to Thomas) Speak, and we will kill you! Thomas: I do not need to speak — I have already spoken. Standhope: Then, we are lost. Blake: Lost, because people swear lies about us? They can never make my uncle believe them. Standhope: He is present, now. Blake: (Starting) I see him. But he knows his nephew would not commit a crime like this. Sweep: His nephew, if he had one. Andrew Poldean, this man is an impostor. Your nephew died years ago. This man's name is Turner — Ralph Turner. Blake: Standhope, you have betrayed me. I shall be re- venged — Standhope: Stop! Blake: That man is a murderer — Standhope: Stop! Blake: Years ago, when I was a boy of twelve years, I saw him, who was twenty, drown a woman in North lake. He made her believe that he had married her — Standhope: Stop, man, if you value your life! Blake: And when tired of her he murdered her. Young 45 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. as I was, I knew the power I had over him, aDd helped him to keep the secret, to use it at my will. I was a fair penman, for a boy, and wrote a note at his dicta- tion, statinof, that she had drowned herself, because her husband — Standhope: Blake, are you crazy? Listen to me. Blake: Andrew Poldean had forsaken her. He hated Pol- dean for some reason, I suppose. We placed the note with her hat on the shore, where it was found. Dupey: And the woman he killed? Sweep: Was Maud Andrews, my sisterl (Starts towards Standhope, who retreats with Blake toward the door.) Enter O'Hooley, as a policeman O'Hooley: Sthop a momint gintlemin. Oi hev a warrint fer the arrist ov Harvey Blake, aloias, Turner; an' Roichard Stan 'hope. Blake and Standhope rash upon O'Hooley, knock him down and exit throuo^h the door. Blake pauses, and shakes his fist at Dupey. Blake: Curse you. Exit. O'Hooley: Sthop thim, boys, dead or aloive. Several pistol shots heard. Nellie screams, and Dupey takes her in his arms. Dupey: Don't be frightened, sweetheart. O'Hooley: (Arising, and looking through the door) Faith, an' they've kilt Stan'hope, an' captured Blake. Sweep: Each gets his reward. Poldean: And your sister is avenged. Sweep: But, I would I had been the avenger. Poldean: You and I are too old to be thinking of revenge. We should forget it. 46 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Sweep: I can forget it, now; and in my last days live peace fully and happily. Pat, I did not know you were a policeman. O'Hooley: Sure, the Dimercrats were elicted, an' they put me on the fource. Sweep: I am glad to know it. Policeman O'Hooley. Poldean: My good man, here is something to refresh yourself with. (Gives O'Hooley money. O'Hooley bows, first to Sweep, then to Poldean, and takes the money.) O'Hooley: Thenk, yer, sir, Oi'll git on me last dhrunk weth thes. Exit. Poldean: Nellie, as you have said, you have two fathers, now, and both of us are willing for you to marry the man of your choice, this worthy Dupey. Sir, (To Dupey) I beg your forgiveness for what I said when I entered here, and for ever thinking you were guilty of crime. Dupey: There is nothing to forgive. Appearances were very much against me. Nellie: Fathers, you are, both, so kind to me. But wo must thank Mr. Thomas; for without his aid, I could never have accomplished the downfall of those men. Thomas: I only did my duty. Dupey: My dearest, are you the one, who ferreted out this crime, and proved my innocence? Tell us about it. Nellie: Not now; I will sometime. We must thank Mr. Thomas. Dupey: He has my lifelong gratitude. Sweep: We cannot express our thanks in words. Poldean: Right! He s'laJl have something more substan- tial than words — depend on that. Enter Simon Smart. 46 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Smart: Hah, Mr. Poldean, Mistress Poldean 'as returned, hand Hi brought 'er 'ere to find you. Enter Mrs. Poldean. Poldean: Mary, my dear wifel Mrs. P.: Oh, Andrew, forgive me! Poldean: Forgiveness is not needed v/here love abides. Mrs. P.: You love me still? Poldean: Dearer than ever. Mrs. P.: Then I am content. But why are you here? (Nellie comes forward and kisses Mrs. Poldean.) Poldean: It would take some time to explain, Mary dear. I will have to ask you to wait until we get home. I will tell you this, though. (Whispers to Mrs. Poldean.) Mrs. P.: Is not our daughter? Poldean: No. I'll explain that, too, at home. It is a long story. Enter O'Hooley and Bridget. O'Hooley with hat off and coat open; and Bridget holding him by his collar and beating him with his club. Bridget: Yer last dhrunk, is et? Oi'll make et so, Oi will, Oi will! O'Hooley: Save me Mr. Swaap. She's baating me weth me own shalalla. (Dupey advances to the front with Nellie.) Dupey: My darling, are you happy? Nellie: Yes. And you? Dupey: I would be supremely so if it was not for the strike. Poldean: What will settle the strike? Dupey: The men's wages being restored to what they were before. 47 THE BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER. Poldean: Then I will see the directors and have them re- stored at once. Standhope was the cause of all this trouble Dupey: And Blake. Poldean: Yes; and Blake. Sweep: Turner, you mean. Bat you have no superintend- ant now. Poldean: But we soon will have; and his name will be Dupey. Nellie: Oh, how nice! Aren't you glad, William? Dupey: Of course, sweet one. But do you know the main |, reason why? Because, then, there will not be so much difference between me and the president,'s dauo^hter. Nellie: You foolish boy! And, besides, I'm not really his daughter. Sweep: Ah, Dupey, you made love to the daughter of the president, with all the passion of a youthful heart; but you will marry — Dupey: ) V The "BLACKSMITH'S DAUGHTER." Nellie: j Pinal tableau: — Mr. and Mrs. Poldean, center back; Bridget and Patrick O'Hooley, right; John Thomas and Simon Smart, left; and Sweep placing Nellie's hand in that of Dupey, center front. Curtain. 48 ■ BELK-HARRY COS. It is our aim to make this a reliable and complete store in every respect. Buy and sell for CASH, run in a modern, economical and progressive manner. We sell stand- ard and reliable goods and our prices we guarantee the Lowest that can be found anywhere for goods of same quality. Our stock of the following goods is the most complete to be found in Salisbury: Dress Goods, Trimmings, Ladies' Cloaks, Tailor made skirts, Curtains, Table Linen, Sheets and Pil- low cases, "W. B." and Kabo Corsets, Kid Gloves, Shoes for Men, Women and Children, H. C. Good- man shoes for women and children, which are guar- anteed solid leather. Our Drevv-Selby shoes for wo- men are as good as ever made for the prices, f 2.00 to 13.50 : A Big Lot of : BOYS' AND MEN'S CLOTHING. Gent's Furnishings, etc. Up-to-date Goods at Reas- onable Prices, at - BELK-HARRY COS. M. 0. RUFTY, Groceries, Dry Good, Notions and Country ^ Produce. 114 N. Main Street. More goods for same money — Same goods for less money. Please give us your orders and be convinced. Prompt delivery. Phone 252 W.M. Harris &s Dealers in Groceries, Notions and Slioes SALISBURY, N. C. Will be pleased to have you call and see our line of GROCERIES. We carry a full line of all kinds. 109 North Main St. Give us a call. We carry a full line of furniture: AND House Furnishings. And can supply your wants from Parlor to Kitchen at the right prices. Give us a call. ^W^ B. SUMMERSETT, 108 W. Inniss Street. AUGUSTA 3 —For the Most— BEER IS UNION Stylish - Turnouts, BEER Go To FOR Ludwick & Black, UNION The MEN. Ludwick Leading Liverymen. & Black, Salisbury, North Car. Council Street, Salisbury, North Carolina. ATTENTION, UNION MEN. Union men should practice what they preach. An article in our evening paper sometime ago stated that Union Men should Patronize and Trade exclusively with Union Men where they are treated with all kindness and courtesy. The writer is a Union Man, tooth and toe-nail. Now, if Union Men wish to practice what they preach then buy your Fresh Meats of all kinds, also Fish and Oysters, of Lentz and Hoffman. Just think a moment if you are a Union Man yourself. IF YOU WANT Photographs, LEONARD Wants to "Do Them" For You. . He makes the Kind you are most Likely to want--theGood Kmd. . STUDIO: 112 1-2 N. Main. W. D. Hartman's BARBER SHOP. HOT, SHOWER ANDTUB BATHS. 123 North Main Street, Opposite Post Office. Sahsbury, N. (2ar. Put in G VS HEIATEIRS and prepare for COI^D - WEATHER. Fuel Gas is cheaper than wood or coal and much cleaner. Forty families in Salis- bury are using Gas for cooking and heating purposes. Gas Appliances at COST. Salisbury (las k Electric Light Company, Salisbury. Ill West Inniss Street. FOR Courteous Treatment and Pure Drugs, TRY AiE? PLUHER UNION MEN, YOU KNOW SwiCEGOoD, The JEWELEE. Are you with him or against him. ix^ ox'< -tl^T-^lly DEALER IN Dressed and Undressed POULTRY a specialty. MAIN STREET, SALISBURY, N. C. C. B. WEBB, Pres. T. J. RABE, Vice-Pres. R. L. FLAN IGAN , Sec. & Treas. Carolina flarble ^ Granite Co. INCORPORATED. Tombstones, Tablets, Iron Fences, Etc. Statuary A SPECALITY. FINE HARBLE AND GRANITE MONUHENTS. 117 W. Fisher street. SALISBURY, N. C. Yards At Statesville, Salisbury, North Wilkesboro and Monroe, N. C. CORRESPONDENCE SOLICITED. Salisbury Hardware and Furniture Co., Invites your attention to their lines of GENERAL HARDWARE AND FORNITORE. We have the nicest hne of WOOD and COAL HEATERS ever shown in North Carohna. For a few days we are giving' 10 per cent, off on a large line of Starretts Tools. We Sell on Installment at CASH PRICES. TME DEPARTMENT STORE. Dry Goods, Notions, Shoes, Furnishing Goods, Hats, Rugs, Carpets, Matting, Lace Cur- tains, etc., etc. REIJJ'S, SALISBURY, : NORTH CAROLINA. H. C Williams & co., The L. 5. Starrett Co. FINE TOOLS. They also carry a full line of up-to-date Guns and Hunting Clothing^ 3r anything found in a first-class Sporting Goods Store. n. C. WILLIAMS & COnPANY. Get your work done at Jim Ketchey's Barber Shop. HOT :OLD BATHS. 106 East Inniss Street. Call for Jack's Special Made by a Home Enterprise. STRICTLY TEN CENT CIGAR Union Made DIXIE STUDIO. PHOTOGHAPHS 205 South Main St. Oestreicher's, (Wallace's Old Stand.) Dry Goods, and Notions, Ladies, Misses and Childrens CLOAKS. Carpets, Rugs and Matting. Have your Prescriptions Filled by the Salisbury Drug COMPANY. Fine Drugs and : Chemicals. This is a Union Store. Largest Retail Grocery in * the City. COUNTRY PRODUCE A Specialty. W. H. HUFF, DEALER IN Staple and Fancy Groceries, Foreign and Domestic Fruits. Correr Main and Inniss Sts., SALISBURY. N. C. •I^eadi ^Jiio/i - L^lt '9 ass jL rlntina. fVe Solicit >Jlll Ux^lnds of printing and c/uarantee the cSest yVork Obtaln= aSle In Urils Section, KJvouall= J. eeler jL t q. Co. 9?/ione 265. 9?, a 3Box 773 114 1'2 NORTH MAIN ST., SALISBURY. N. C, T. L. SWINK, THE BAKER TREATS UNION MEN FAIR. He has the best BREADandCAKES In the City. 133 North Main Street. Cor. Main and Council. Call on D. F. Foreman For Gentle Horses and - Nice - Drivers. S\XCC6SS0T "io 5oTemaw IbTos . LIVERY, SALE AND FEED STABLES. 324 E. Council. Phone 280. The "Craddock Shoe" For Men 13.50 and Four. Work Shoes 12.00 and f2.50. Burt's *'Gold Hedals" For Women 3 and 3-fifty. '*Cast=Irons" & "Everlastings" I For Girls and Boys 1.25, 1.50, 2.00 Salisbury, N. C, and Elsewhere. "Of Course f> You want the most stylish and neatest in CLOTHES, Then go to V, Wallace ISons Their stock comprises the proper wear in Suits, Over- coats and Trousers. Their i^^ Hat Department is the larg-est in the State. x« Every New Style is in their Fine Cl othing. '^'^'^^^ ^^ ^*^^" ^^ ^^ crops out. VISIT The Big Store OF V. WALLACE & SONS. 12 J. P. HARPER & BRO., Successor to E. K. JAMES. Run a First-class LIVERY STABLE. For the most Stylish Rigs in Town See Them. FEEDSTORE NEXT DOOR 118 WEST INNISS ST. PHONE 20. : The : PHOTO TENT, The Originator of Good - Photographs at Popular Prices. If you have some Money Laid by For Future Use The place to put that Money is in the WACHOVIA LOAN AND TRUST CO. Salisbury Savings Bank Building. . 13 We are particularly well equipped for turn- ing out everything that enters into a build- ing, from doors to interior trim. SASH, DOORS AND BLINDS. We are also extensive manufacturers of Flooring, Ceiling and Siding. PEACOCK M'F'& CO. J. H. McKenzie, THEO. 7 BUERBaVUM, Wholesale and Retail Dealers in Hardware, BOOK - STORE. Paints,Glass, Harness Stationery, Saddles, Wagons and Fountain Pens. Bickford & Huffman Drills. Frames, 104 South Main Street, Made to SALISBURY, N. C. Order. •4 Js Jhere ^, USIC Lfl your >^ome ? If not, and you want an ORGAN OR PIANO, let us quote you prices and terms on one of our Celebrated BURDETT OR WHAVER Organs. These instruments are too well known to require words of praise from us. We have sold over ^oo of them and given our person- al guarantee as well as the manufacturers guarantee on them; and have never had any trouble at all with them. Our prices are low and we make terms satisfactory. PIANOS. — We handle the fine instruments made by the WEA- VER CO., of York. Pa., and should vou want a PIANO don't fail to see us, for we can save you money. Drop us a card for particulars. Store open every Saturday night. Respt. 9 W. Jriz and 6, 105 W. Fisher St., near Standpipe. ompani^. FISHER BROS., Feed, Livery and Sale Stables. Nice Turnouts Fur- nished On SHORT NOTICE. Special attention Given EVENING - DRIVERS. North Main Street, SALISBURY. Smoke Unionmade Cigar: Manufactured by the SAl.ISBURY CIGAR MANUFACTURING CO. The followino' Brands, all Hand-made Havanas: O. K., Lone Trail, Union- Made, Little Elsie, Two Brothers, Labor's Choice. MORGAN BROS., 117 VV. Inrii^s. Prop 15 ^^trst^ (^lass lYork. Ladies and (children s yVork ^^/7 ^pecialti^o ^ot and Qold %Jjaths, For Fresh (Deats iim EROCERIES, CALL OR PHOIE, Shaver's Phone 291. 113 W. Fisher Don't Fon>-et That fj hornton, trie jeive/er. For the finest fine of has the best equipped Jeweh-y Establishment in the City. All work promptly done i]i the best manner. Firstclass stock of Watches, Dia- monds and Jewelry. - UNION MADE SHOES Call on Olbitlock I Raincy 123 South Main Street, SALISBURY N. C I6 GO TO Brown Shoe Company for everything Good in the Shoe Hne 107 North Main Street. J.K.LinkCo. Wholesale Grocers, 114 South Main street, Salisbury, : N. C. Phone 91. McCubbins Harrison, Insurance and Real estate. Saliskurv, • • n. €. 107 N. Main Street. i/keo. tv. fJvluttz and (^ompani^, kOruoolsts. 707 J^ort/i ^Maln Street. 17 ^, roivn i^lot/ilna K^ompanu. J-or clnLon=^ALacle (BlotAlnff, clnton=^ALacle ^^ats and ^Aoes, and all kinds of r^urnlsninos - uor - Ctnlon - >^Len So o tJhe tjjroivn ^lotn Lna K^ompanu. See JACKSON'5 MAUPIN Heats Are BROS., in The For Mouths REAL ESTATE of ANDINSURANCE OVERMAN BUILDING, Everybody. 122 North Main Street. Phone 71 IS SEP] J. A. Rusher FOR Fresh Meats, Fish, Oysters, etc. His prices are as low as the lowest. F!R5T=CLASS Restaurant, meals at all hours. Game and Oysters In Season. Regular Meals, 25 cents. Lunches from 10 cts. up. J. A. RUSHER, East Inniss Street. Q. KANSAS' T' '*' COUGHENODR Up-To-Date Candy Kitchen and get the Finest Fruits and Home-made dandy. Chocolates and Bonbons, at lowest prices. 113 North Main Street COAL AND WOOD. 128 East Inniss Street SALISBUHT, H. C. 19 Geo. y^. ^VS^RIGHT THE MAMMOTH FURNITURE DEALER, Leader in all Grades and Prices. Coffins, ^ Caskets, ^ Etc« EMBALMING A SPECL\LTY. Salisbury, _ _ . - North Carolina. -THE Peacemakers/^ Union Made Union Sold and should be used by UNION MEN. Buck's Stoves and Ranges, The Groat Enameled Line ROWAH EARDWMi COMPAHY. 110 Norlh Main Siriiet. Union Hen We Are Always On Top ! Because we sell the best goods at lowest prices. KlSmR^iSlJ'Dlg DEALERS IN Hardware, Cutlery, Paints, Oils, Brushes, Wagons, Buggies, etc. 105 Norfn Main Street. vSAL[9.BURY. - N. C. GROCERY BUYERS, X ^ T" We do not claim to ^i\e you more for your dollar than other good houses do. That is foolish talk. Competition is too strong. But we give as much and guarantee weights and measures. ...... Give us a trial. See our new methods and be convinced that we give you as much for your money as others Avho claim to give so much. Satisfaction Guaranteed. HALL AND GRIGGS. Gorman & Green Jewelers a n d Opticians. (Success(>rs to J. H. HORAB.) 113 S. Main St., SALISBURY. When in Need of $a$b, Doors, Blinds, or any kind of Build- ing Material, call on €. fl. Rice. His stock is Complete and his Motto is: *Xm and Cet tmr It will be money in your pocket to give him a Call. .21 i^aales ^auor^/naae C^ults and Skirts, of the Best Makes. Also a fine Line of t^lacK >^Lercerlzea ana %JI/k tJaffetta «B»=— — jL etticoats.-—'^'''''^ Oiar Line of Ctncterivearj, lYas .^neaer >^Atore (complete, and at Prices Unmatchable, Jit ^ritt ains, 720 S. SPOT -:-:- CASH, The Dollar-Stretcher Buys 'em in Car-loads, Buys 'em for SPOT CASH and sells 'em for Less. Chinaware, Glass- ware,Tinware, Lamps Notions, Novelties and toys. Your True Friend, C. S. MINOR Prop. Ill and 113 E. Inniss. First-class . 6ooi!s, Dry 6ooa$, €loil>mg, $Doe$, Rats, Eaclies* ana Genf $ f !irnl$ling$. ieK^ral Supply for Boife %m%. GLOBE, 121 South Main Street. THE NOV 11 1903 22 jL atronize the >y{ntiseptic Oteam i^aundry. ^our Cf\,easons nhy: 1st. No business is any good without Competition and who is responsible for the present good service and cheap rates? 2nd. We have best improved machinery and skilled Labor. 3rd. Your goods are not Avashed with colored peo- ple's garments, as we do work only for white people. 4th. We guarantee perfect satisfaction and are the UNION MAN'S FRIEND. Phone 24. Salisbury, N. C. Cadics' « Bazaar Is the place to get your DRY GOODS, NOTIONS, LA= DIES' FURN^ ISHINQS and Kiraps. Mrs. L. Fink, 122 South Main Street. %jhe ^alisfyuru ^un, DAILY AND WEEKLY. Established 7897, Leading ^ aper In ^allshuri^. DAILY $4.00 PER YEAR. Weekly 1.00 " %/jest •^i^ventislng '^yftediu/n In tJhis Oectlon. RATES FURNISHED ON APPLICATION. J/oS Printing >^ K^^peclaltu. ^f / O Oaltshuri/, ALMOISrD CREAM, FO R CHAPPED SKI]>J^ ^i- t umina- of the Chapping Season, it know a Good TOILET CREAM. 1 r'.REAM is good for soothing, heal- •,,,..;,,,: ing chapped and rough surfa- rieadquarters for : : iNorma iviaiuiiez, and O.K., Jack's Special CIGARS. WILEY'S CANDIES Fresh Every Week. CORNELISON & COOK, druggists GENTLEMEN AND THEIR LAUNDRY Subject to much concern by us. We treat Uit J.aundry j well and therefore please the owners. Shirts, Collars ! are sent home in a healthy con Jition. Ail work is fin- ished to a high degree of perfection. Nothing done or I left undone to cause dissatisfaction. LIBRARY OF CONGRESS la ^ lij^n- Strf>or ip-to- .innT ppr- HI ox H ton-'.