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Tomorrow is election day. Don't forget that.

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WEDNESDAY, SEPT. 20

TORY BOGIES

You have got

it straight what reciprocity will do for you and your personal interests;

what it will do to cheapen living;
Rupert industries, and make labor

what it will do to build up Prince
in demand at higher rates. Don’t

be scared off by any Tory bogies. Vote straight for Ross and reciprocity.
It might be worth while to catalogue some of the Tory bogies
that Clements has been trying to scare you with, so as to have them

for handy reference.
Bogey No. 1.—Reciprocity will

mean ruin to Canadian prosperity,

home markets and farm industry, and make the tie with the Mother-

sland till more imperceptible.

That is a peculiarly comprehensive

bogey, disposing of a quartette’of subjects at one fell swoop. In some

senses it is the dreadfulest bogey of
Bogey No. 2.—Reciprocity is

‘Pacific into two streaks of rust instead of lines of steel.

awful specter by itself, and enough
become of Prince Rupert then? It

all, and that is saying much.

going to turn the Grand Trunk
This is an
to chase sleep away. What would
would please Clements, of course,

because he has always been a knocker of Prince Rupert in behalf of

“my beloved Vancouver.”

Bogey No. 3.-—-Reciprocity is going to destroy Mortreal’s export

shipping trade, close the factories

of Ontario, wipe the twin cities

at the head of Lake Superior off the face of the map, and make Winnipeg

a backyard suburb of St. Paul.

The exact kind of dire results that

will surely overtake the halibut fisheries of Prince Rupert, Vancouver,

and Victoria await the prophecy

of Tory orators. But Clements

has nothing but good to prophecy for his beloved Vancouver.

Bogey No. 4.—Reciprocity is

going to undo the Empire work

of the Victorian and Edwardian eras and throw us back to the pre-

Corn Law days. This again is a
uttered is accompanied by moving
fact that it belongs to one party whi

fine line of hobgoblin, and when
references to the flag and to the
ch is responsible for its safety.

Bogey No. 5.—'‘‘Any trade at all with the United States is dan-
gerous,"’ by a frightened man by the name of Dick McBride, down

Victoria way.

Isn't that delicious, if a bogey may be so described,

and what a lively time this funny politician must have in dodging
in his own life and practice ‘‘trading or trucking at all with the United

States!’

Bogey No. 6.—Canada's nationhood and independence are going

to be sacrificed. Now isn’t that dreadful, too!

or ‘‘Maple Leaf Forever.” They

Dominion Days—no more nothing.

wows! ! Everlasting smash! ! !

These bogies comprise the who!

They are the whole lock, stock and
form. Do they scare you real bad

No more ‘‘O Canada”
will be gone forever. No more
Eternal eclipse! Frightful bow-

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e stock in trade of the Tory party. |
barrel of the Tory campaign plat-|

? It is to laugh. Common sense

will walk with you to the ballot box tomorrow and see that you vote

straight for Ross and reciprocity.

THE MARKET IS READY

The United States market is ready and all that Canadians have
to do is ta pass the reciprocity agreement, walk in and take advantage

of it.
a year or so, or any time, Canada
its tariff and conditions are change

If the market conditions arre not satisfactory after a trial of

has merely to make a change in

d.

And the question is whether or not we shall walk in ard take

advantage of this great market. It
toalltoacceptit. If we reject it, we
for many years to come.

The United States has given
rapidly becoming an importing na
food supply.

for its market in other places. Do

will be of the greatest advartage
shall not have another opportunity

us this opportunity because it is
tion, and it is anxious ebout its

If it does not make arrangements with us, it will look

we want these advantages?

 

 

 

WHY THEY WANT RECIPROCITY

Is it because the politicians of
the United States have entered
into a conspiracy with the Govern-
ment of Canada to compass an-
nexation that the United States
offers to let Canadian wheat,
barley, butter, cream, milk, cheese,
cattle, sheep, hogs, vegetables,
friut,and many other food products
into that country duty free?

What started the cry in the
United States for reciprocity? It
was the high cost of living, and
the fact that the meat trade ard
the canning business and the sup-
ply of prepared foodstuffs generally
had fallen into the hands of rings
and trusts. Here is an illustration
from a Cleveland paper of the
way in which food taxation was
hammered in the United States
-$¥ the elections of last Novem-

“When ma has the Sunday
dinner ready and rings the good

old am bel, tariff-taxed 45
cent, ry ‘tribe’ hustles
i the Mabdanies.

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seated on chairs, taxed 35 per
cent, facing a table, also taxed
35 per cent, before the last dong
has faded away.

“Then grasping a knife and

taxed only 1 3-4 cents and an
additional 30 per cent if it is just
ordinary linen, and reminding Wil-
lie not to place his dripping spoon,
taxed not less than 40 per cent,
on the clean table cloth, taxed
not to exceed 9 cents a square
yard, with an additional 30 per
cent, you start in.

‘Ma brings ‘in the roast beef,
taxed 1-1-2 cents a pound, or
maybe it's chicken, taxed 5 cents
a pound, in a nice large platter,
taxed 45 per cent, which, by the
way, is the Payne-Aldrich tax on
all the dishes on the table.

“Ma thinks Willie and Lucy
should not drink coffee, so into
their 55 per cent tariff-taxed cups
she pours some checolate, tariff-
taxed 2 1-2 cents a pound, and

 

“You and Willie and Lucy are

ae

some cream which is also taxed

5 cents a gallon in the tariff bill
because two -or. three monster
dairy concern§ ia the United States
needed protection against the pau-
per cows of Canada.

“Maybe ma ard you will take
buttermilk, and there’s a_ tariff
on that, too—2 cents a gallon,

“Then the real business of the
hour begins in earnest.

“Scattered in temptirg displey
over the laden table, your roving
eye finds bread, taxed 26 per
cent, through the flour in it;
butter, texed 6 cents a pound;
beets, 25 per cent, beans, 2 1-2
cents a pound; pickles and sauce,
40 per cent; cabbage, 2 cents
a head; honey, 20 per cent;
potatoes, 25 cents a bushel; onions,
40 per cent, and cranberries, 25
per cent.

“Between bites Willie tries to
decide whether to take a double
helping of the rice pudding, tariff-
taxed 2 cents a pound for the rice;
sugar, taxed 1 9-10 cents a pound,
and raisins, 2 1-2 cents a pound,
or one helping of the pudding and
a piece of peach cobbier—peaches
tariff-taxed 25 per cent.

“When hunger is finally ap-
peased time can be taken, while
chewing the toothpick, taxed 2
cents per 1,000 and an added 15
per cent on their wholesale value,
to gaze at the flowers, taxed 25
per cent, which ma bought at the
corner florist's, to make this Sun-
day dinner a little different from
the weekday affairs.

“While Willie and Lucy are
eafmly munching their candy,
taxed all the wey up to 50 per
cent, Pa makes for his briar pipe,
taxed 35 per and fills it
with scrap tobacco, taxed 55 cents

cent,

a pound, and ma cleans up the
table.

“Oh, yes; go back the

beginning of this Sunday dinner,
the blessing that Pa asked on the
tariff-taxed food was not taxed
in the Payne-Aldrich bill.”
That article shows why Uncle
Sam is row offering to throw off
the duties on Canadian foodstuffs,
but Mr. Clements high
tariffs to raise the cost of focd.

to to

wants

The are
reciprocity have no argument other
than annexation. That argument
is a sad reflection on the quality of
Canadian citizenship.

men who opposing

Will Not Buy Launch
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fork, both tariff-taxed 40 per cent, |g
you carefully gather the napkin,|g

council last night that the com-

mittee to which was _ recfereerd
the question of purchasing a launch
io tow the sniff yacht Out to sea,

couple of trips a week would b«

sufficient for the present, and

that for this amount of work it
would be cheaper for the city to

hire a launeh. The report was

adopted.

 

If the farmers are to be benefited
all sections of the community will
be benefited, because agriculture
the
prosperity.—Sir Wilfrid Laurier.

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TURN THEM OUT
All over the Comox-
Atlin district the pro-
vincia! authorities are
swearing in special ceon-
stables at act at the
polling booths on elec-
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is illegal and uncalled
for. It may be an at-
tempt at intimidation
or an effort to get party
workers at the expense
of the people of the
province.

The Dominion Elec-
tions Act, Clause 137,
says that only candi-
dates, their agents, the
deputy returning offi-
cer, and, the poll clerk,
‘and no others," are to
be allowed in the polling
booths.

All deputy returning
officers in fulfilment of
their duty must turn
out any provincial con-
stables who attempt to
force their way into the
polling booths.

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(AUTHOR OF GOLD,

Tt Was & “one man's show,” to Jim's
mind, when he did enter that dainty
room in which Mrs. Rolt had gathered
round her all her treasures, @ room
almost startlingly in contrast to the
rest of the house, and its surround-
fags; one of those rooms which speak
80 plainly of that past which many up
country péople have left behind them.

It was not only the photographs,
framed and otherwise, with which the
room was littered, which called to you,
nor the two or three exquisite land-
scapes ,of Old Country scenery; not
even the little cabinet with its collec
tion of miniatures, Rolts and Vernons,
bewigged and uniformed, or patched
and powdered, after the various fash-
ions of their sex and of the days in
which they had lived; not these, nor
even the great bowls of flowers which
it was Mary Rolt’s labor of love to
raise with infinite trouble in her
greenhouse in spite of the elements:
rather was it the pervading atmos-
phere of the room, the visible expres-
sion of a loyal loving heart which,
whilst it would tolerate no word

ainst the new house, sweetened all
hings with its memories of the old.

It has been the work of such women
as Mrs. Rolt to keep alive the spirit of
England on the wildest and most rag-
ged edges of the earth, and it may
even be that for those who love the
England of their childhood, they would
find more of it in such distant colonial
homes than they would to-day within
the sound of Bow Bells.

Conditions change, but memory is
faithful.

When he entered it, that room was
almost too full of English memories
for poor Jim Combe. The women
were tired, and a little rift had appear-
ed within the lute which had tempor-
arily marred the harmony of their
friendship, and Anstruther, seeing
this, was busy charming them back to
their most sweet natural selves.

Unasked and without any preface,
he had seated himself down to the
piano, and sometimes playing, some:
times singing softly to himself, he led
them from gay to grave, from Sullivan
to Beethoven, from “Little Yum-Yum”
to “Douglas, tender and true,” but
never once away from that holy of
holies, which the English call Home.

And as he piayed or sang, he talked
to his lady, not in the foolish modern
phrases, but in the music of the mas-
ters, and the words of love’s great
poets, until Jim, hating him the more,
the more he recognized his mastery,
felt hope fading very far away.

“What a fool I have been,” thought
Jim. “I see it all now. Doves do not
mate with hawks, and what possible
use is my brute strength and wood-
craft against this man’s magic.”

Such skill as Jim had might have
made a ranch wife happy, might light-
en the labors of a working woman;
but the dainty thing upon whom he had
set his heart was never meant for
the stress of hard Hyving.

The voice of her own world was call-
ing to her, and of course she would go
back to it, and he could not blame her;
but how he hated the other fellow.

“Thank you, Mr. Anstruther,” said
Mrs. Rolt, at last, as he paused for a
moment. “You have been to use what
David was to Saul, I think. But we
must not make you do al! the work.
Won't you give us one song, Jim?
Sing “Somebody's a-callin’.”, Mr. An-
struther has carried us all off to Eng-
land, I think, and I want somebody to
call me home again.”

Her hand was lying on the little
Japanese table by the side of her
chair, and in the firelight the Boss's
great fist closed over it.

He appreciated his mate’s loyalty to
himself and his chosen profession.
| Before the advent of Mr. Anstruther,
Jim had whiled away many a long
evening for the ranch folk with his
meliow baritone, untrained it is true,
but full and sweet as a thrush’s voice,
so thet he could hardly refuse Mrs.
Rolt’s request,

“The herds are gathered in from plain
and hill.

 

Who's that a-callin’?
The ova are sleeping and the ranch is
Who's that a-callin’ so sweet?”
he sang, and the old days came back
to him. In spite of herself Kitty's
face softened, and beneath her closed
lids she saw pictures in which the

stranger had no part.

“Yes, that is pretty,” said Anstru-

ther critically, when the song had
come to a close, “especially the air and
that one verse, but the rest of it is a
bit weak, isn't? It seems to me that
fellows don’t think the words matter
nowadays.”
* “specially in your favorite comic
operas, ‘There is not much poetry
about the ‘Colonel on his little tin gee-
gee,’ or your ‘Singularly deep young
man,’ is there?” asked Mrs, Rolt.

“I did not think that people went
to the comic operas for poetry?”

“Those seem to be about the only
things they do go to.”

“Perhaps, and yet you know we
have some songs in the Old Country
which hardly need the music to make
them beautiful.”

“Old songs?”

“Yes, and modern songs, too, Ie
there no dignity in this?” and rising,
he went again to the plano and sang
Pollock’s noble song, in which a mod-
ern has for once caught the chivalrous
spirit of the past.

“It is not mine to sing the stately
The great soul beaming in my

ace,
Bo! mine it 1s to follow in her train,

race,
ady's

o her behests in pleasure or in pain,
urn at her altar love's sweet frank-
Incense
And worship her with distant rever-
ence.”

Nature had been kind to Frank An-
struther. There was no startling
beauty in his face, but he had in an
altogether uncommon degree that
highly-bred grace, without which no
man should dare to sing those courtly
words. When his song closed, even
Mrs. Rolt could noi help admitting,
“Yes, that is best.”

Whatever Kitty thought, it was left
unsaid, but there was no reassurance
for Jim Combe in the cold bow with
which she bade him good-night.

_ It was “another victory for the Old
Country.”

' CHAPTER VII,
The Storm

Kitty sailed out of the ranch draw-
ing-room with her head in the air,
Only to Frank Anstruther she unbent
in the sweetest of smiles, She came
down next morning white-faced, the
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Teturping when Anstruther made an

A TENDERFOOT’S WOOING

By Clive Phillips Wolley
GOLD IN CARIBOO, ETC.)

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effort to cheer her. Then the Tithe
vixen turned upon him and made him
wish himself a thousand times one of
Dick Rolt’s avenging posse.

_ There had been tears in the night;
tears, confession and penitence, and
between the two women there was
peace again, but there was no peace
for Anstruther. With Jim before her,
Kitty had been a small angel to his
rival, but Jim had gone at early dawn;
there were no longer and loud men's
voices about the corrals. The quiet
of the place invited meditation, and
the more Kitty meditated the less she
could find to justify her attitude to
Jim Combe, and the less she saw to
admire in the man she had induced to
flay behind. Indeed all her own small
sins took a bodily form, and called
themselves Frank Anstruther. As he
smoked his last cigarette vefors turn-
ing in, that gentleman had come to a
decision. He was quite sure then that
the only woman fit to succeed his
mother at Bilbury Park was the girl
he had been singing to, and he had
decided that he would put his fortunes
to the test before he was a day older.
Kitty would not say “no” to him, of
that he felt sure, She was not one of
those women who would willingly
spend all their lives in an humdrum
Canadian ranch.

But though he suffered without pro-
test, as a man must, by midday Frank
found himself wondering whether after
all a world without women would be so
utterly unendurable.

As for Mrs. Rolt, she had privately
vowed that her favorite should have a
fair chance, and that to prevent poach-
ing in his absence, she would haunt
the two young people like their shadow
until Jim's return.

No self-constituted duenna ever
found her duties less exacting than did
Mrs. Rolt; no pair of reputed lovers
less anxious to be alone than Kitty and
Frank.

Indeed, to such a pitch of misery was
that unfortunate young man reduced
before evening, that Mrs. Rolt found
herself trying to make some amends
to him for the girl’s perverse temper.

In her heart she began to hate
“voung people.” Without them there
had been peace at the ranch, whereas
now it was almost as bad us being in
love again herself.

But this thought brought a smile io
her sweet face. There had never been
any rival in her case to big Dick Rolt.
She scarcely thought the man existed
who could have been.

The night after Jim's departure
there was no music at the ranch, and
the music next morning was neither of
man’s making nor to his liking. For
days past the great red “Hersfords”
had been crowding in closer and closer
round the corrals, and for five days the
clouds had grown more and more
murky overhead, whilst a bitter wind
kept whining uneasily amongst the
sage brush and the willows. Perhaps
the absence of the men really account-
ed for the gloom which seemed closing
round the ranch, and yet there seemed
more than mere loneliness in the de-
pression which took hold on those who
had been left behind.

The last golden leaf had fallen from
the cottonwoods along the creek bot-
toms, and now and again dry balls of
sage brush would race and bound
e@long upon the uplands, driven by un-
seen wind devils, or the trees in the
recently burnt patch of pine timber
just beyond the corrals would for min-
utes break out with a great groaning
and grinding of limbs. But these
things only occurred by fits and starts,
The strangeness of them was due only
to the fact. that there seemed to be nu
storm to account for them. Such
winds as there were, were purely local
and short lived until the Wednesday
morning.

Then the dawn broke in weird fash-
jon, with such devilish storm lights,
such unearthly and terrifying shadows
as are only seen on the sea or the

rairies, and the first act of winter be-
an.

In half an hour every loose thing
about the ranch had been blown from
its position. A wagon which the In-
dians had left out was lifted right over
fand lay bottom upwards in the yard.

' Fences which the biggest of the bulls
ad respected, were laid flat as if they
had been but card houses.

The little creek which a week be
ore had threatened to run dry, be
came a swollen torrent. Pieces of
board and tin cans whirled along in
he wind, battered and rattled against
he walls, whilst the old house itself

robbed and hummed like an organ,
nd from time to itme an earth-shaking
report announced the downfall fo some
reat Douglas pine in the slashing.

hilst the storm lasted there was no
bun. The racing clouds bloted him out,
go that a vague dull light prevailed,
puch as might have existed when the
Spirit moved on the face of the waters,

The three in the house cowered at
ithe windows, and watched the deso-
ate scene with that feeling half of
pleasure, half of awe, which is natura)
to human beings safely entrenched in
la cosy, storm-proof house when storms
rage without, until a miserable looking
object with lowered head and stream.
ing hide came trembling past the win
\dows towards the barn.

; “Oh, my poor little Mawitch. Mary,
look. There is my fawn. Those idio

tic Indians must have let it out.”

“Well, she can go into the barn if
she wants to, I think she is going.”

But the fawn, like other only half-
civilized things, had lost its wild wits,
before it had acquired the sense of the
domestic beast, and now stood shiver-
ing in the very eye of the wind, look-
ing for som¢; human being to take care
of it, instead of taking care of itself.

“Mary, J must let it in, poor, miser-
able beastie. Do you mind, dear?”

“No, of course not; though I don’t
suppose that it will come in. Try if
you can tempt it, Mr, Anstruther.”

With 2 piece of bread in his hand
to entice the fawn Anstruther went
to the main door, glad to do anything
to win a smile from his offended lady,
brt the very elements warre) against
the unfuriunate lover that dey, As
s00n a8 the latch gave under his hand
the great door burst inwards with such
@ noise that the fawn fled, whilst An-
struther himself was sent reeling be-
fore the blasi, and pictures, stick
racks, and bear hides clattered and
careersd along the floor,

As usual tn this confounded country
he had made a mess of it. No one but
a fool, he reflected, would have tried
to open a door on the weather side
of the house, when it would have been
much easier to have brought the deer
round to the lea side, but it waa too
late to think of tbat now. He had to

 

bring that beast in. He simply darea
not face those two women without it,
so, with a glance at the damage he had
done, he plunged recklessly into the
storm bareheaded, dragging the great
door to behind him,

It required all Anstruther’s strength
to shut the door, and for a moment he
had to cling to the handle of it for sup-
port before he could make good his
footing against the wind. Like most
newly-arrived Englishmen he was still
particular about his attire, but in less
time than it takes to write it, the glory
of his boiled shirt and smari collar had
gone, his riding breeches, built wide in
the latest fashion, were clinging to him
like the skin of a fish, his long coat-
tails were performing like a giddy
wind-mill, and his whole appearance
was such as to justify his belief that
the ladies at the window were con-
vulsed with laughter. As he crossed
the paddock it occurred to him that
Mrs, Rolt was signalling to him to
come back, but he was uncertain, and
in any case he did not mean to go back
without that infernal little beast which
tempted him yard by yard across the
corrals, and towards the patch of
shrieking and groaning timber.

Surely, he thought, the ladies were
signalling to him, but he could not un-
derstand what they meant. They were
calling, but the window was closed,
which fn itself would have been enough
to drown their voices, without the
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(TO BE CONTINUED)
—_—_-o—___

BOUNDARY WORK
BEYOND RUPERT

First Rough Division Line Be-
tween Alaska and Canada
Laid Out for Entire Length.

Dawson, Sept. 19.—The advance
party of the international boundary
survey expedition has reached the
Arctic coast, completing all helio-
scope work between Aleska and
Canada. The members did
expect to finish this part of the
work until late next season.

not

Next season's work will be great-

ly reduced from what was pre-
viously calculated.

It is believed that there will not
reed for

estimated force.

be more than haif the

Such a quantity of supplies has

been landed already at the dis-
tributing center on the Porcupine
that jittke mi will

be needed nest year. Dr. Cairres,

river very re

the Canadian geologist, who is
attached to the party, has arrived
here with advices. Others are

expecied here soon on their way
for the winter.

out

Conservative Policy

(Celgary Herald, Jan. 21, 1909)
The reciprocity treaty proposed
by the present Liberal government

in its careful’ regard for the in-
tegrity of Canadian industry with-
in fair limits is a vindication
of the wisdom of the national
policy inaugurated by Sir John
A. Macdoneld that believed it
wise to cont mplate a reasonabie
reciprocity.

YUKON RIVER
TRAFFIC STOPS

Last Steamer of Year from

Dawson to Fairbanks Sails

September 25.

Dawson, Sept. 20.—The last
steamer of the year from Dawson

for Fairbanks will sail September

25. The last steamer from Fair
benks for Dawson this season
possibly will leave there by Sep-

tember 21,

So far ideal summer weather has
prevailed, but the fall is so late
edvaneed that 2 sharp drop of the
temperature within two weeks may
pul a stop to navigation in the
lower river. However, the river
is sometimes open to the middle
of October. :

The last boats
for White Horse
leave October 10. The last
down from White Horse
likely to leave about that time.
Thirty-five hundred of fall
freight for Dawson is now starting
from Vancouver and Seattle. The
White Pass company is increasing
its river fleet to handle the business
The usual fall exodus from Fair-
banks erd Iditarod to Dawson
via the Upper Yukon is now well
under way. Thousands of Yu-
koners and Alaskans will pour
into Seattle with hundreds of
thousands of gold in the next six
weeks,

Dewson
will

from
probably
boat
also is

tors

A man named O, H. Hell asked
a New York court to change his

name, Probably he was tired of
hearing people repeat his name.

Vote for Duncan Ross and a
bigger market basket,

  

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PACIFIC,

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28th, at §
Vietoria, Vaneouvs » at 9 am

J. G. McNab : (

seneral Agent

See Aa
Double Weekly Service

S.S. Prince Rupert, §.s, p

rince George

For
Vancouver
Victoria

AND

Seattle

 

Mondays and Fridays, 8 a.m,

 

as. Prince John suils { Port
son, Naas River,
nesdays, 1 p.m.; and for M
Naden Herbor Ti ve }
For Skidegate, Rose Harbor ‘ete.
Saturdays | p.m :

 

Railway Service to Copper River

Mixed trains from Prince Rupert Mon.
days, Wernesdays and 8
p.m., returning Tuesd
and Sundays at 4 p.m

   

The Grand Trunk Railway System
connecting with trains frow
coast operates a frequent
jent service of luxur

the

 

 

   

double track route bet Ch
Toronto, Montreal, Queb« t
Portland, Boston, New
delphia. Atlantic Sts
arranged via all lin I
tion and tickets obtai

office of

A. E. McMASTER

S.$. INLANDER
HAZELTON

ASSENGER AGENT

 

 

Take tbe fast light-d
er Inlander for |!

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H. B. Rochester

Prince Rupert Lodge, L0.0E

ND. 63
Meets in the Helger

Every Tuesday Evening

Agent

 

members of th+ e city

All

are requeste ad te

For Sale.

Level lot near
cash and $25 a me

 

Two level lots near ech
Avenue and (+ ‘
pair. Easy

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Two double I
Avenue and

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pair, Easy cast

Lot 19, Block 26

Fire, Life and Accident Insurance

JOHN DYBHAVN

Pattu

TO RENT

 

f | St ith
Comfortable 5 roomed hou wi
bath, on Sixth Ave. near
MeBrid 5.00
ve vent
8 roomed cabin, nea! Governme
offic $10.00
Limited
Ss nd Ave Prince Rupert B.C.
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