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Mrs. Kezlah Coffin, supposed widow. is
arranging to mtove from Trumi't to:u
ton, following the death of her broth, r
for whom she had kept houso. Kyan
Pepper. widower, offers marriage. and is
Indignantly r,-fused ('apt Elkanah Ian
lets, leader of the Regular church offers
Kelsah a place as housekeeper for the
new minister, and she decide ,to remain
In Trumet Kezlat takes charge of Rev
John Elliry. the new minister. andl g\'ed
him advice a- to hIls nduct toward
members of the parish. F:liry caluses A
sensation hy attending a "Cme-outier
meeting Ellery's pr esen e is bitterly re
sented by Ehen Hammond, leader of the
meeting. (race apologizes for her
guardian and Ellery es' l is her home In
the rain. (apt. Nat Hlanmond. Een's
son, becomes a her, by hringing the
packet into port safely thrumh: fIg and
storm. Ellery finds Keziah writing a let
ter to some on. Inclosing noney in re
sporse to a denluald. She rclrously
startled when Informed of the arrival of
Nat. Nat calls on Keziah. and It devel
ops that they have been loers since
youth. Daniels remonstrates with Ellery
for atenlling "Come-outer" meeting. El
lery is caught by the tile and is rescued
by Nat. They become friends. Etllry
meets Grace while walking in the fields.
and learns that she walks there every
"Wa'n't it fine?" he whispered. "Talk
about your miracles! Godfreys
mighty! Say, Mr. Ellery, don't you
ever tell a soul how it really was, will
"No, of course not"
"No, I know you won't. You won't
tell on me and I won't tell on you.
That's a trade, hey?"
The minister stopped in the middle
of his step.
"What?" he said, turning.
Mr. Pepper merely smiled, winked,
tad shut the door. John Ellery reflect
ed much during his homeward walk.
The summer in Trumet drowsed on.
as Trumet summers did in those days,
when there were no boarders from the
city, no automobiles or telephones or
"antique" collectors. The Sunday din
emrs with the Daniels family were al
most regular weekly functions now.
He dodged them when he could, but
he could not do so often without tell
ing an absolute lie, and this he would
not do. And, regularly, when the sol
emn meal was eaten, Captain Elkanah
went upstairs for his nap and the Rev
erend John was left alone with Anna
bel. Miss Daniels did her best to be
entertainlng, was, in fact, embarrass
ingly confidential and cordial. It was
hard work to get away, and yet, some
how or other, at the stroke of four,
the minister always said good-by and
took his departure.
"What is your hurry, Mr. Ellery."
begged Annabel on one occasion when
the reading of Moore's poems had
been interrupted in the middle by the
guest's sudden rising and reaching for
his hat. "I don't see why you always
go so early. It's so every time you're
hre. Do you call at any other house
on Sunday afternoons?"
"No," was the prompt reply. "Oh,
"es. Rogers said she saw you go
tng across the fields after you left
ber last Sunday. Did you go for a
"Xr-e yes, I did."
"I wish you had mentioned it. I love
to walk, and there are so few people
that I find congenial company. Are
you going for a walk now?"
"Why, no-r--not exactly."
"'m sorry. Good-by. Will you come
again next ,8unday? 'Of course you
will. You know how dreadfully disap
poainted I-we--shall be if you don't."
"Thank you, Miss Daniels. I enjoyed
the dinner very much. Good after
He hurried down the path. Annabel
watched him go. Then she did an odd
thing. She passed through the sit
tinag room, entered the front hall, went
up the stairs, tiptoed by the door of
her' father's room, and then up anoth
er flight to the attic. From here a
steep set of steps led to the cupola
on the roof. In that cupola was a
Annabel opened a window a few
ioheas, took the spyglass from its
rack, adjusted it, laid it on the sill
of the open window and knelt, the
glass at her eye. The dfloor of the
eupola was very dusty and she was
wearing her newest and best gown,
but she dfd not seem to mind.
Through the glass she saw the long
slope of Cannon Hill. with the beacon
at the top and Captain Mayo's house
near it. The main road was deserted
save for one figure, that of her late
saler. He was mounting the hill in
She watched him gain the crest and
pass over it out of sight. Then she
shifted the glass so that It pointed
toward the spot beyond the curve of
the hill, where the top of a thick
group of silver-kleafs hid the parsonage.
Above the tree tops glistened the
white steeple of the Regular church.
If the minister went straight home she
could see him. But under those silver
etfs was the beginning of the short
zut across the fields where Dldamna
had seen Mr. Ellery walking on the
Slowly she moved the big end of the
spygiasa back along the ar- Ig had
traveled. She found a speck and
watched it. It was a man. striding
across the me'dow land, a half mile
beyond the parsonage., nd hurrying
In the direction of the beach. She
saw him climb a high dune. jump a
fence, cross another field and finally
vanish In the grove of pines on the
edge of the bluff by the shore
The man was John Ellery, the min
ister. Evidently, he had not gone
home, nor had be taken the short
cut. Instead he had walked down
town a long way and then turned In to
ross the fields and work his way
Annabel put down the glass and,
bweedless at her father's call, sat tbhink
in. Tb. milnister had deliberately de
s aed he. Maors than that, be had
gone to considerable trouble to avoid
observation Why had be done it?
Had he done the same thing on other
Sunday afternoons? Was there any
real reason why he insisted on leav
ing the house regularly at four o'clock?
In Which Keziah's Troubles Multiply.
Keziah was getting worried about
her parson. Not concerning his popu
larity with his congregation. She had
long since ceased to worry about that.
Ilut what worried Mrs. Coffin was
John Ellery's personal appearance and
behavior lHe had grown perceptibly
thinner during the past month, his
manner was distrait, and, worst of all
in the housekeeper's eyes, his appetite
had fallen off. She tried all sorts of
tempting dishes, but the result was
His absent-mindedness was most
acute on Sunday evenings, before pray
er meeting, and after he had returned
from the afternoon at Captain El
"Say, Mr. Ellery." she said, on one
I of these Sunday evenings, "do you
know, it seems to me that Elkanah's
meals must go to your head. You
ain't in love, are you?"
The young man started, colored, and
was plainly embarrassed.
"In love?" he repeated. "In love,
"Yes, in love. Annabel hasn't land
ed a male at last, has she? She's a
line over the side for a long time."
The hearty laugh with which this
was received settled the question of
Annabel's success. 'Keziah was re
"Well, I'm glad of that," she said.
"I ain't got any grudge against Anna
bel, but neither have I got any against
you. I'll say this, though, for a body
that ain't in love you certainly stay
with the Danielses a long time. You
went there right after meetin' this
noon and now it's seven o'clock and
you've just got home. And 'twas the
same last Sunday and the one before.
Been there all the time, have you?"
"No," he said slowly. "Not all the
time. I---er-went for a short
Before she could inquire concerning
that walk he had entered the study
and closed the door after him.
Sunday was a cloudy, warm day,
"muggy," so Captain Zeb described it.
After the morning service Mr. Ellery,
as usual, went home with Captain
Daniels and Annabel. Keziah returned
to the parsonage, ate a lonely dinner,
and went upstairs to her own room.
Her trunk was in one corner of this
I room and she unlocked it, taking from
a compartment of the tray a rosewood
writing case, inlaid with mother-of
pearl, a present from her father, who
had brought it home from sea when
she was a girl.
From the case she took a packet of
letters and a daguerreotype. The lat
ter was the portrait of a young man,
in high-collared coat, stock and fancy
waistcoat. Mrs. Coffin looked at the
daguerreotype, sighed, shuddered, and
laid it aside. Then she opened the
packet of letters. Selecting one from
the top of the pile, she read it slowly.
And, as she read, she sighed again.
She did not hear the back door of
the parsonage open and close softly.
Nor did she hear the cautious foot
steps in the rooms below. What
aroused her from reading was her
own name, spoken at the foot of the
"Keziah! Kezlah, are you \there?"
She started, sprang up, and ran out
into the hall, the letter still in her
"Who is it?" she asked sharply.
"Mr. Ellery, is that you?"
"No," was the answer. "It's me
And She Cried Tears of Utter Loneli
ness and Despair.
Nat. Are you busy, Keziah? 1 want
to see you for a minute."
The housekeeper hurriedly thrust
the letter into her waist
"I'11 be right down, Nat," she an
swered. "I'm comin'."
He was in the sitting room when
she entered. He was wearing his Sun
day suit of blue and his soft hat was
on the center table. She held out her
hand and he shook it heartily.
Before he could speak she caught a
glimpse of his face.
"What is it?" he uasked. "What is
"Well. Kesiah, it's trouble enough.
Dad and I had a fallin' out. We had
what was next door to a real quarrel
after dinner to-day. It would have been
a real one if I hadn't walked off and
left him. Keziah, be's dead set on my
marryin' Grace. Says if I don't he'lli
know that I don't really care a tin
nickel for him, or for hris wishes, or
what becomes of the girl after he's [
Kezlah was silent for a moment.
Them she said slowly:
"And Grace herself?' How does she
feel about it? Has he spoken to her?"
"I don't know. I guess likely he
has. Perhaps that's why she's been so
sort of mournful lately. But never
mind whether he has or not; I won't
do it and I told him so. Ile got red
hot in a jiffy. I was ungrateful and
stubborn and all sorts of things. And
I. bein' a Hammond, with some of the
Hammond balkiness in me, I set my
foot down as hard as his. And we had
it until-until-well, until I saw him
stagger and tremble so that I actually
got scared and feared he was goin' to
keel over where he stood. You '-now
why I can't marry her, nor anyone
else in this round world but you."
"Nat, I can't trarry you.'
"I know, I know. You're always
sayin' that. But you don't mean it.
You can't mean it. Why, you and me
have been picked out for each other
by the Almighty, Keziah. I swear I
believe just that. We went together
when we were boy and girl, to parties
and such. We was promised when I
first went to sea. If it hadn't been for
that fool row we had-and 'twas all
my fault and I know it-you never
would have let that da-that miser
able Anse Coffin come near you. I'm
goin' to have you. Coffin is dead these
ten years. When I heard he was
drowned off there in Singapore, all I
could say was. 'Serve him right!' And
I say it now. I come home then more
determined to get you. Say yes, and
let's be happy. Do!"
"I'd like to, Nat. I cnly wish I could.
But 'twouldn't be any use. I can't do
He snatched his hat from the table
and strode toward the door. Turning,
he looked at her.
"All right," he said chokingly. "All
His steps socnded on the oilcloth of
the kitchen. Then the back door
slammed. He was gone.
Keziah started, as if the slam of the
door had been an electric shock And
she cried, tears of utter loneliness
The clouds thickened as the after
noon passed. There came a knock at
the dining-room door.
Kezlah sprang from her chair,
smoothed her hair, hastily wiped her
eyes and went to admit the visitor,
whoever he or she may be. She was
glad of the shadows, they prevented
her face from being seen too plainly.
"Good afternoon," she said, opening
the door. "Oh! it's you, is it?"
"Yes," admitted Abishal Pepper,
standing on the stone step, and shift
ing uneasily from one foot to the
other. "Yes, Keziah, it's-it's me,
thank you. I only wanted to see Mr.
"He's out. Good day."
"I wanted to ask his advice about
somethin'. It's a secret. Only him
and me know about It. Good-by. I'll
find Mr. Ellery."
"I wouldn't go to the Danielses', if
I was you. Elkanah might not like to
have you chasln' after his visitors."
"Oh, the minister ain't at the Dan
ielses', not as late's this, he ain't. I
know where be is. I know where be
goes Sunday afternoons--and why he
goes, too. Mr. Ellery and me's good
friends. We understand each other."
"Look here. Kyan Pepper! What are
you talkin' about?"
"I just said I knew where Mr. Ell
ery goes every Sunday afternoon. He
don't know anybody knows, but I do.
That's all there Is to it. I shan't tell.
"Tell? Do you mean there's some
thin' Mr. Ellery wouldn't want told?
Don't you dare- I will see Laviny!"
"No, no, no, no. 'Tain't nothin' much.
I just know where he goes after he
leaves Elkanah'c and who he goes to
meet. I- Lordy! I hadn't ought to
said that! I- Kezidah Coffin, don't
yon ever tell I told you. I've said
more'n I meant to. If it comes out
there'd be the biggest row in the
church there ever was. And I'd be re
sponsible! I would! I'd have to go
on the witness stand and then Laviny
would find out how I- Oh, oh, oh!
what shall I do?"
"What is it?" she persisted. "What
would bring on the row in the church?
Who does Mr. Ellery meet? Out with
it! What do you mean?"
"I mean that the minister meets
that Van Horne girl every Sunday aft
ernoon after he leaves Elkanah's.
There, now! It's out, and I don't give
a darn if they hang me for it."
Kezlah turned white. She seized
Mr. Pepper by the lapel of his Sunday
coat and shook him.
"Grace Van Home!" she cried. "Mr.
Ellery meets Grace Van Homrne 0n
Sunday afternoons? Where?'
"Down in them pines back of Pet
er's pastur' on the aldge of the
bank over the beach. He's met her
there every Sunday for the last six
weeks--lnger, for what I know. I've
watched 'm. I ain't lyln'! It's so. I'll
bet you anything they're there now,
walkin' up and down and talkin'. What
would I want to lie for? You come
with me this minute and I'll show 'em
" 'Bish Pepper," she said slowly and
fiercely, shaking her finger in his face,
'"you go straight home and stay there.
Don't you breathe a word to a livin'
soul of what you say you've seen.
Don't even think of it, or-or dream
it. If you do I'll --I'll march straight
to Laviny and tell her that you asked
me to marry you. I will, as sure as
you're shakin' In front of me this min
ute. Now you swear to me to keep
"How - how'll I swear)" begged
Kyan. "What do you say when you
swear? I'll say it, Kezlah! I'll say
"All, right. Then mind you remem
ber. Now clear out quick. I want to
think. I must think. Go! Get out of
Kyan went, glad to escape, but
frig'htened to the soul of him. Kezlah
watched him until he turned from the
main road into the lighthouse lane.
Then. certain that he really was going
straight home, she reentered the par.
sonage and sat down on the nearest
chair. For ten minutes she sat there,
striving to grasp the situation. Then
she arose and, putting on her bonnet
and shawl, locked the dining-room
door and went out through the kitchen.
She was going to the pine grove by
the shore, going to ind out for heb
self if Kyan's astonishing story was
The ples were a deep gpreen blptch
against the cloudy sky and the gloomy
waters of the bay. She skirted the
outlying clumps of bayberry and beech
plum bushes and eatered the grove.
Then she heard low voices. As she
crouched at the edge of the grove, two
figures passed slowly across the clear
ing, along the bush bordered path and
into the shrubbery beyond. John Ell
ery was walking with Grace Van
Home. He was holding her hand in
his and they were talking very ear
Keziah did not follow. What would
have been the use? This was not the
time to speak. She knew now and she
knew, also, that the responsibility was
hers. She must go home at once, go
home to be alone and to think. She
tiptoed back through the grove and
across the fields.
Yet if she had waited, she might
have seen something else which would
have been, at least, interesting. She
had scarcely reached the outer edge
of the grove when another figure pass
ed stealthily along that narrow path
by the bluff edge. A female figure
treading very carefully, rising to peer
over the bushes at the minister and
Grace. The figure of Miss Afnabel
Rising to Peep Over the Bushes at the
Minister and Grace.
Daniels, the "belle" of Trumet. And
Annabel's face was not pleasant to
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
FOUGHT WITH RAILROAD TRAIN
Herd of Irfuriated Bulls Held Their
Own in Combat With Master- -
piece of Man.
At a point on the railway line be
tween Mirabel and Canaveral, on the
Spanish side of the boundary line be
tween Spain and Portugal, there once
occurred an od¢ sort of bullfight.
A train had just come out on a
sweeping curve from the hills and
down upon a little plain when the en
gineer saw directly before him a herd
of bulls on the tracks. The engineer
blew his whistle vigorously and all
the bulls fled, with the exception of
one great fellow, who made straight
for the train with horns lowered and
It was too late to prevent a collision
and the bull was killed, but his car
cass, lying under the wheels of the
locomotive, prevented the train prq
ceeding. Passengers and crew united
to clear the track. In the meantime
the great herd of bulls, scenting the
blood of their dead leader, came flock
ing back, pawing and threatening. The
nearer they came the more infuriated
they grew, and finally they charged
like a whirlwind on the little band of
Then all the men abandoned their
task and took refuge in the cars. The
bulls followed them to the very steps,
bellowing and pawing. Soldiers aboard
the train tried to stampede the ani
mals with stones. The bulls recolled,
charged again, recoiled once more;
and for two hours the battle rkged,
victory now seeming to be with one
side and now with the other. At last
as night came on, the Julls withdrew
and betook themselve& to some dis
tant shelter. Then the employes and
passengers were able to set to work
again. The track was cleared and
the train proceeded on its way.
Homesickness Spolls Photographs.
Aunt Maria thought, and so did' her
relatives in the big city, that the
photographer was unpardonably dis
courteous. For three successive days
he refused to take Aunt Marfa's photo
graph. On the fourth day he told
"In justice to her," he said, "I do
not want to take her pictures now.
She is too homesick. Most out-of
town people want to be photographed
while in the city. If they are longing
for home I put them off with one ex
cuse or another until the homesick
ness wears off.
"If you want your aunt's pictures to
turn out well, just hunt up some one
from her home town who happens to
be visiting here at present and bring
him here so she will meet him unex
pectedly. The meeting will put sparkle
and animation into her face, and nei
ther she nor I will be disappointed
with the photographe."
Giided by Wireless.
The latest and most wonderful use
to which wireless apparatus has been
put is set forth in a paragraph from
lerlin, Germany. According to the
newspaper report experiments have
been going on for some time with a
rudderless, crewless motor boat on
Lake Wansee which have proved re
markably successful. The inventor
of this crewless boat is a school
teacher named Christian Wirth. In
trying out his invention the boat was
towed out two miles in the lake and
by means of his wireless apparatus
all the boat's movements were dh
rected. The boat threaded its way
unerringly through numerous craft
without the slightest accident
It was on the sleeping-car.
"Say, mister," said the man in the
upper berth to the occupant of the
lower, "quit that music, will you?
What do you think this is, a ooncert
hall? The rest of us want to deep."
"Why, the car is so stuffy," said the
warbler, '" was only humming a little
It was then that he was hit with a
Pullman pillow, remaining unceascious
for nsvEn hours.--mper's Weekl.
TO RESTORE CHURCH
Romantic History of Virginia Edi
fice Built Before 1738.
Association Formed to Rebuild Old
Building-Has Been Used as a
Barracks, Distillery, and for
Richmond, Va.-An association has
recently been organized for the resto
ration' of old Farnham church, in
Richmond county. Virginia, says the
New York Churchman. There are
few of our colonial churches which
have had as pathetic and varied a
history as this old ruin.
Erected as the mother church of
North Farnham parish before 1738, a
I massive cruciform building in the best
style of colonial architecture, it has
undergone time after time the stress
of war and abandonment, the ravages
of decay and fire.
It stood abandoned during the days
of spollation of the church in Vir
ginia, after the revolution; its marble
font 'became a punch bowl, its com
munion silver sold by order of court
and given by the purchaser to St.
John's church. Washington. which is
1876 gave it back to the old parish.
The tombstones and the stone floor
of the old church went to make door
steps and hearths for the neighbor
hood, and the church itself was used
for a time as a distillery. After that
it stood as a resort for cattle and
then of creeping things which lived
in the Jungle which grew up within
and without the walls.
It was restored and reconstructed
by Bishop Meads in 1838, was aban
doned again during the Civil war,
with soldiers of either side camping
inside its walls. It was used as a
barn by a neighboring farmer till
1870. was again restored and used for
services till Easter, 1888, when its last
disaster, a fire, destroyed everything
except its solid walls.
And so It stands today, with trees
and underbrush growing within and
without, with poison ivy half covering
its bricks. The chance visitor can see
today on the south transept the scars
of bullets fired in a skirmish between
British and American soldiers in the
war of 1812. He can see where the
facing of the west door was broken
down in order to permit wagons of
grain to be driven in for the use of
the still which stood fn the old chan
He can see where a little lad, per
haps with all the spirit of a modern
youth, cut his initials and the date
upon a brick in the wall, "C. D., 1735."
And he can see over the window aper
tures and in the corners the cracks
which recent years have brought,
which threaten the final destruction
of the building, unless measures are
soon taken for its restoration.
The old church can be restored,
and it is hoped will be. The walls
can with comparatively little dib
culty be made once more strong and
safe and a new roof and floors and
windows built There is need for the
restoration for the use of the several
hundred people of the village which
has grown up around it, as there is no
place of regular worship of any kind
and no Sunday school within several
As one of the few remaining
churches erected in colonial times, its
restoration and preservation should
appeal to the Interest of all who de
sire to preserve the still erxisting
monuments of the early days.
KICKED BY BROTHER-IN-LAW
Joseph 8alue of Chicago Receives Un
prodigal Treatment on Return
to Webster, Mass.
W'ebster, Mass.-The return of Jo
seph Balus of Chicago to his home
here, after an absence of twelve years,
was marked by a reception different
from that of the biblical prodigal.
Salus desired to surprise his people
and there had been no forewarning of
his presence, when the door was open
ed by his sister, now Mrs. Sak.
Overjoyed at seeing her, 8alus em
braced the woman, who screamed,
bringing her husband to her slde.
Salus was floored with a left hand
swing. Before he could recover, the
angry husband seized the supposed in
truder by the neck, dragged him down
a flight of stairs,. threw him into the
street and called the police.
When the time for explanations ar
rived, Salus established his identity
and received his welcome home and
first aid for his Injuries.
EGG EACH DAY FOR 18 DAYS
Homeville, Pa, Hen Called "Cham
pion Layer of World"-Test
Watched by Officials.
Plttsburgh.-"T'he champion layer
of the world" Is the title claimed for
Bessie. a single-comb White Wyan
dotte hen, by her owner, Jacob Hock
er of Hpmeville. In .the year Just
ended Hocker's hen laid 306 eggs.
She laid an egg a day for 18 conseco
tive days. This test was conducted
nnder the supervision of the omcials
of the McKeesport Poultry Show as
Captured With Toy Pisltol.
Pittsburg.-After escaplng hfromtwo
policemen William Davis, a negro but
s-r, was captured by John 8. Miller,
q eighteen-yearold newsboy, who
pointed a toy pistd at then fgitre.
Start Your Baby
With Sound HealV
Regular Bowel Movement from
Chladhood on Forestals Iasure
We cannot all start life with the ad
vantages of money, but every child
born id entitled to the heritage of
good health. Through unfortpnate ig
norance or carelessness in the feeding
of a baby its tiny stomach may be
come deranged. The disorder spreads
to the bowels and before the mother
realizes it the two chief organs on
which the infant's comfort and health
depend are causing it great suffering.
If the condition is allowed to continue
grave ailments often result.
There is, however, no occasion for
alarm, and the sensible thing to do
but it should be done instantly-is to
give the baby a small dose of a mild
laxative tonic. In the opinion of a
great many people, among them such
well-known persons as the parents of
Dixie Dudley, Magnolia, Ark., the
proper remedy is Dr. Caldwell's Syrup
Pepsin. Mrs. Earl Dudley writes: "Dr.
Caldwell's Syrup Pepsin is the best
medicine I ever used. It cured my
baby of flatulency colic when the doc
tors failed; it cured my husband of
constipation. My home shall never
be without Syrup Pepsin." It is a
pleasant-tasting laxative, which every
person likes. It is mild, non-griping.
and contains that most excellent of all
This remedy is especially intended
for infants, children, women, old peo
ple and all others to whom harsh
cathartics, salt waters, pills, etc., are
distressing. In fact, in the common
disorders of life, such as constipation,
"My husband and I never quarrel.
'"Where does he live? In luWropet"
Something to Be Thankful For.
Michael Meehan was the proud poe
sessor of a brand new silk high hat
At the wake of his dearest enemy he
had guarded it carefully, and as a
consequence was strolling home with
the tile unscathed. As he passed the
site of a building operation, a lady
acquaintance nodded pleasantly.
With an ostentatious wave of the
hat, which exhibited it to excellent ad
vantage, Michael bowed. At the same
moment a brick sailed down from an
upper Boor and bounced from his
bared skull. Upon coming to he in
quired anxiously for the hat A by
stander restored it unharmed. Mike
felt the egg-sized lump on his head
occasioned by the impact of the brick,
and then regarded his undamaged
tile. "Begorry," he sighed in satis
faction, "it's lucky it i. I saw the
loidy in toime!"
'"Yes," said the man at the end c[
the bar, as he ordered his secoad
drink, "women sure are queer cre
tares. I came home tonight and
thought my wife looked a little down
In the mouth. So I said: 'After sup
per let's go to the theater.' And she
burst into tears and said: 'Me busy
all day doing up preserves and you
come home and ask me to go to the
theater.' She was still crying whea I
came out. It beats all, doesn't it?
Bartender, I think I'll take just one
Miss Llllian Hill, lecturing on eu
gencies in Cleveland, said:
"It is a good thing for the human
race that beauty counts for more than
intellect when it comes to love. In
tellect too often means nerves-in
"Yes, it is a good thing for the ha
man race that, as an old maid from
Vassar put it rather bitterly:
"'Men prefer a well formed girl to
a well iaformed one.'"
"The steamer I sailed in wuas a
"Did it employ any bell buoys?"
A GOOD BREAKFAST.
Some Persons Never Know What It
A good breakfast, a good appetite
and good digestion mean everything
to the man, woman or child who has
anything to do, and wants to get a
good start toward doing it
A Mo. man tells of his wife's "good
breakfast" and also supper, made out
of Grape-Nuts and cream. He says:
"I should like to tell you how much
good Grape-Nuts has done for my wife.
After being in poor health for the last
18 years, during part of the time
searcely anything would stay on her
stomach long enough to nourish her,
finally at the suggestiad of a friend
she tried Grape-Nuts.
"Now, after about four weeks on
this delicious and nutritious food, she
has picked up most wonderfully and I
seems uas well uas anyone can be.
"Every morning she makes a good
breakfast on Grape-Nuts eaten just as
it comes from the package.with cream
or milk added; and then again the
same at supper and the change in her
"We can't speak 'too highly of
Grape-Nuts uas a food after our ra
markable experience." Name given
by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mlck
Read the little book, "T'he Road to
Wellville," in pkgs. "There's a •
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DIXIN ASKW DUDI.)L
liver trouble, indigestion, b
headaches, and the various othb
orders of the stomach, liver sad
els nothing is more suitable than
mild laxative-tonic. Dr.
Two generations of people are
it today, and thousands of
keep it constantly in the boum a
every member of the family ea -e
It can be obtained of any druagSt
fifty cents or one dollar a bott e,
latter being the size bought by
lies who already know its valupe
sults are always guaranteed of
will be refunded.
If no member of your family
ever used Syrup Pepsin and yoa
likd to make a personal trial
before buying it in the regular way
a druggist, send your address-e
tal will do-to W. B. Cald- 1
Washington St., Monticello. Ill.,
free sample bottle will be mailed
It's tough on the soeiety bud
married a blooming idiot.
flCH R.Iewe. i 30 MU60
Woolourd's sa' Lotion ter unae
ecotagious itch. At Dr A s £4v. ,
Every married man should bmoe
stock of ready-made excuses on
Red Cross Ball Blu will wash de&
many clothes a any other blues
put your mone~ into any other. A&.
You can jolly the average ma_
referring to him as a prominent
mrs. Window%. soet.iW aSrap teo
tsektSg, aseas the ums, reases
sen.alapaspeas.ese awteoeisee a
There's nothing better that
riage for bringing out all the
there is in red hair.
Some of the blame for the ds
tell ought to be charged sp.t
people who ask our candid e
CASTORIA, a sate saears
Infants and children, and me
aIn UseT or Over $mna .
Children Cry for Fletober's
"Why do you refer to that
the human high exploever"
"'eease be is always g
uplift confused with the ctbe.
Trend of Tiss
lag the divorce evil in
said, with a smile:
"In these times one never, i
saying goe, knows wher one
An acquaintance of mine ezta.
hand to me at the Histordal
the, other day and cried:
"'Congratulate me! I am the
pleat man alive!'
"I looked at him doubettally.
" naged, married or diveraed
asked."-New York Tribune
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