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SYNOPSIS.
SMatland. a frank, free and un
young Phalladelphia girl, is taken
the Colorado mounta;ll by her uncle.
Matland. James Armstrong.
nd's protege. farns in love with her
perslstent wooing thrills the girl. but
blestates. and Armstrong goes east
business without a definite answer.
bears the story of a mining engi
* Newbold. whose wife fell off a cliff
was so seriousty hurt that he was
led to shoot her to prevent her hw
iaten by wolves while he went for
Kirkby. the old guide who tells the
gives End a pckage of letters
se says were found on the dead
'a body. She reads the letters and
irkby's request keeps them. Wh.lie
sg In mountain stream Enid is eR
by a bear. which is my~teriou"lv
A storm adds to the girl's terror
iden deluge transforms brook into
torrent, which sweeps Enid into
where q, rescued by a ronun
- ttar 04'-Tht llmna et.perlence.
in great confusion upon discov
s absence when the storm
Maitland and Old Klrkbv go in
of the girl. Enid discovers that
ankle Is sprained and that she is un
to walk. Hfer mysterious re-scuerr
her to his camp. En!d goes to
In the strange man's bunk. Miner
breakfast for Enid. after whi. h
gO on tour of inspection The her
tells Enid of his unsuccessful attenmp:
id the Maitland campers He adnits
t he is also from Philadelphla. Tie
it falls In love with Enid. The man
to a realization of his !ove for h-r.
naturally in that strange slitude the
lions of the girl and tier rescuer toe
unnatural and straiin-d. The stra:a
ells of a wife he had who I d.I,.ti.
says he has sworn to ever cherish
memory by living in solitlllle. He atI
however, confess their love for
other. She I'arns that he is ithe
who killed his wife In the mountain
discovers the wrtter of the lett'rs
Newbold's wift to have been .l:tnes
itrons Newltold decides to start to
settlement for help. The mnan is
by the belief that he is unf:tlithfulI
hbl wife's memory, and Enid is tempt
to tell him of the letters in her p ,s
n. Armstrong. accompanied by
by and Robert Maitland. find a note
"t Newbold had left In the desert.ed
a. and know that the girl is in his
ng. Fate brings all the actors to
r. Newbold returns from hunting
and sees a man near the hut. It
Jamges Armstrong. who has at last lo
the missing girl, and he enters the
Armstrong pleads his love for
Sbut she reminds him of his affec
for Newbold's wife. He grows in
and Enid orders him trom tier
ce. Newbold returns opportunely
dgeovers the truth about Armstrong
would have killed him but for the
nee of Kirkby and Maitland.
came upon the scene. It develops
Armstrong was engaged in a plot to
te Newbold and his wife. Hie
the woman's name and afterward
his own ife.
CHAPTER XXIV (Continued).
"Do you by any chance belong to the
aid Newbolds. sir?"
u, they are distantly related to
excellent family of the same
to Philadelphia, I believe."
have always understood that to
truth."
a very satisfactory connection
said Stebpho Maitland with
satisfaction. "Proceed. sir."
1s nothing much else to may
myself, except that I love your
sad with your permission I
her for my wife."
Maitland had thought long and
over the state of affairs. He
eposed Into his desperation to
her hand to Armstrong if he
her. It had been impossible to
secret the story of her adven
her rescue and the death of Arm
It was natural and inevitable
goessp should have busied Itself
her name. It would therefore
been somewhat difficult for Mr.
to have withheld his consent
hte marriage to almost any repu
N4
r Ye. by Any Chance Belong to the Maryland hewbolds Sirr
W who had been thrown so In
with her, but when the man
U dIsaCeptlomably born and bred
•sMibg. what had appeared as a
I- lIe disagreeable duty, almost
vdeamttaposition. became a
M itthad was no bad Judge of
wh. his Irejudices were not
aid be looked with much sat
-a the a, el.ea limbed, I
clear eyed, vigorous man who was at
present suing for his daughter's hand
Newbold had shaved off his beard and b
e had cropped close his mustache; he
was dressed in the habits of civiliza- b
tion and he was almost mnetam
orphosed. His shyness wor3 away as a
he talked and his inherited ease of
manner and his birthright o. good a
breeding came back to him and sat
easily upon him. e
S Under the circumstances the very
best thing that could happen would
d be a marriage between the two, in
deed to be quite honest, Mr. Stephen
r Maitland would have felt that perhaps
under any circumstances his daughter
could do no better than commit her
self to a maC-like this.
"I shall never attempt." he said at
n last. "to constrain my daughter. I
t t:ink I have learned something by my
r touch with this life here; perhaps we
of Philadelphia need a little broaden
h Ing in airs more free. I am sure that
she would never give her hand with
out her ieart, and therefore, she must
n decide this matter herself. From her
r. own lips you shall have your answer '
e 'Lut you. sir; I conltess that I should
feel easier and happier if I had your
sanction and approval."
I Steve." said Mr. ltobert Maitland.
as the other hesitated, not because he
n. intended to refuse, but because he was
loath to say the word that so tar as
he was concerned would give his
daughter into another man's keeping.
S"I think you can trust Newbold; there
are men who knew him years ago;
Le there is abundant evidence and testi
s mony as to his qualities. I vouch for
- him."
' "Robert," answered his brother, "I
need no such testimony; the way in
e hic·h i.e saved Enid, the way he com
r ported himself during that period of
r isolation with her, his present bearing
v --in short, sir, If a father is ever glad
to give away his daughter, I might
i. say I should be glad to entrust her to
t you. I believe you to be a man of
le honor and a gentleman; your family Is
'd almost as old as my own; as for the
disparity in our fortunes. I can easily
remedy that."
Newbold smiled at Enid's father, but
1e it was a pleasant smile; albeit with
a trace of mokery and a trace of tri
to umph in it.
1e "Mr. Maitland, I am more grateful
to you than I can say for your con
to sent and approval which I shall do
my best to merit. I think I may claim
n to have won your daughter's heart; to
th have added to that your sanction com
pletes my happiness. As for the dis
jy parity in our fortunes, while your gen
ur erosity touches me profoundly, I hard
I ly think that you need be under any un
easiness as to our material welfare."
id "What do you mean?"
le "I am a mining engineer, sir, I didn't
to live five years alone fit the mountains
be of Colorado for nothing."
to "Pray, explain yourself. sir."
a- "Did you find gold in the hills!"
m- asked Robert Maitland, quicker to un
le derstand.
tf "The richest veins on the continent."
re answered Newbold.
Ir. "And nobody knows anything about
nt it!"
u- "Not a soul."
"Have you located the claims?"
"Only one."
"We'll go back as soon as the now
melts." :aid the younger Maitland.
"and take them up. You are sure?"
"Absolutely."
"He means." said his brother. "that
he has discovered gold."
"And silver too." aterposed New
bold
"In unlimite4.quantitles," continued
the other Maitland. I*
"Your daughter will have more P
mcney than she knows what to do v
with sir." smiled Newbold. a
"God bless me." exclaimed the Phil- a
adelphian.
"'Anid that whether she marries me ii
or not, for the richest claim of all is
to be taken out in her name," added a
her lover. q
Mr Stephen Maitland shook the oth
er By the hand vigorously. t
"I congratulate you." he said, "you I
have beaten me on all points; I must
thereture regard you as the most elig
ible of' suitors. Gold in these moun- a
tains. well, well!" i
"And may I see your daughter and
plead my cause in person, sir?" asked I
Newbold.
"Certainly. certainly. Robert. will
you oblige me--" t
In compliance with his brother's
Resture. Robert Maitland touched the :
bell and bade the answering servant
ask Miss Maitland to come to the 11- I
brary.
"Now," said Mr. Stephen Maitland
as the servant closed the door. "you ]
and I would leave the young people I
alone. Eh. Robert "
"By all means," answered the young
er, and opening the door again the I
Ier. uuU ujluI LIA Ult. UUI i uga3 Lu i arca
He Shamefully Held Her Cloee.
two older men went out leaving New
bold alone.
"But I don't quite understand." quer
ied Mr. Stephan Maitland.
He heard a soft step on the stair
in the hall without; the gentle swish
of a dress as somebody descended
from the floor above. A vision ap
peared in the doorway. Without a
movement in opposition, without a
word of remonstrance, without a throb
of hesitation on her part, he took her
in his arms. From the drawing-room
opposite. Mr. Robert Maitland softly
tiptoed across the hall and closed the
library door, neither of the lovers be
ing aware of his action.
Often and often they had longed for
each other on the opposite side of a
door, and now at last the woman was
in the man's arms and no door rose
between them, no barrier kept them
apart any longer. There was no obli
gation of loyalty or honor, real or im
agined, to separate them now. They
ha6 drunk deep of the chalice of cour
age, they had drained the cup to the
very bottom, they had shown each
other that though love was the great- I
est of passions, honor and loyalty were I
the most powerful of forces,. and now
they reaped the reward of their abne
gation and devotion.
At last the woman gave herself up
to him in complete and entire aban
donment without fear and without re
proach; and at last the man took what
was his own without the shadow of
a reservation. She shrank from no
pressure of his arms, she turned her
face away from no touch of his lips.
They two had proved their right to
surrender by their ability to conquer.
Speech was hardly necessary be
tween them, and it was not for a long
time that coherent words came. Little
murmurs of endearment, little pas
sionatJ whispers of a beloved name
these were enough then.
When he could find strength to deny
himself a little and to hold her at
arm's length and look at her. he found
her paler, thinner and more delicate
than when he had seen her in the
mountains. She had on some witching
creation of pale blue and silver; he
didn't know what it was; be didn't
care-it made her only more like an
angel to him than ever. She found
him, too. greatly changed and highly
approved the alterations in his ap
pearance.
"Why. Will," she said at last, "I
never realized what a handsome man
you were."
He laughed at her
"I always knew you were the most
beautiful woman on earth."
"Oh. yes, doubtless when I was the
only one."
"And if there were millions you
would still be the only one. But it
isn't for your beauty alone that I love
you. You knew all the iime that my
fight against loving you was based up
on a misinterpretation. a mistake; you
didn't tell me because you were
I thoughtfhl of a poor woman."
"Should I have told your
"No. I have thought It all out. I was I
loyal through a mistake, but you
wouldn't betray a dead sister; you
would save her reputation in the mino
of the one being that renmembered her,
at the expense of your own happiness
And if tLere were nothing eae I could
love you for that."
"And is there anything else?" asked
she who would fain be loved for other E
qualities
"Everything." he answered, rap
turously drawing her once more to his
heart.
"I knew that there woulld be some
way." answered the satistiedd woman
softly after a little space; "love like g
ours is not born to fall short of the C
completest happiness. Oh. how fortu
nate for me was that idle impulse that t
turned me tip the canon instead of
down, for if It had not been for that .
there would have been no meeting-"
She stopped suddenly, her face E
aflame at the thought of the conditions t
of that meeting; she must needs hide I
her face on his shoulder.
lie laughed gayly.
"My little spirit of the fountain, my
love. my wife that is to be! Did you
know that your father had done me
the honor to give me your hand, sub.
ject to the condition that ;our heart
goes with it?" I
F nWIn cr itius.
"You took that first," answered the
woman looking up at him again.
There was a knock on the door.
Without waiting for permission it was
r opened; this time three men entered,
I for old Kirkby had Joined the group.
I The blushing Enid made an impulsive
- movement to tear herself away from
a Newbold's arms, but he shamefully
a held her close. The three men looked
b at the two lovers solemnly for a mo
r ment and then broke into laughter. It
a was Kirkby who spoke first
y "I hear as how you found gold in
s them mountains, Mr. Newbold."
"I found something far more valua
ble than all the gold in Colorado in
r these moutnains." answered the oth- I
a er.
a ' "And what was that?" asked the old
e frontiersman, curiously and innocently.
M "This!" answered Newbold as he i
I. kissed the girl again.
p. (THE END.)
F i
- Big Bags of British Hunters.
e The shooting in Great Britain for
b 1911 is over as far as grouse are con
t- cerned. The heaviest one-day bag ob.
e tained in Scotland was that of Lord
w Dalkelth and his party on the Duke
Sof Buccleuch's Roanfell moor, in Rox
burghshire, when eight guns killed
p 2,523 birds.
In England the best one-day bag
was that of the Duc de Launes and
Sfive other guns on Lord Strathmore's
t Wemmergill moors in the Upper Lunea
dale district of Durham: 1.599 birds
e were killed during four drives in
stormy weather.
o On the Duke of Devonshire's Upper
r Wharfedale moore in Yorkshire 14.918
birds were killed in twenty-two days.
all by driving. and there were usually
nine guns out. The best bag was ob
tained on August 18th. when the King
was included in the party, and nine
guns killed 1,580 birds on the Barden
and Rylatone moors.
Like a Lawyer.
d Dr. Cyrus Cutler, the well known
.e Springfield surgeon, is a member of the
*e Colonial club, an institution that fines
g its members for talking shop, relates
' the New York Tribune.
Dr. Cutler. getting out of his motor
a car. entered the Colonial club the oth
ed r day for luncheon, and. advancing
y into the restaurant, said to a lawyer
P as he took off his goggles:
"Well, old man, how are you?"
I The lawyer got Dr Cutler fined then
2 and there for talking shop.
The next day when he arrived at the
club again for luncheon, the surgeon
at angered at what had happened, cut tie
lawyer. The latter then had him fined
Ie once more
Iu Plain Talk.
It Mrs. Wombat proceeded to use
re some very plain language.
iy Mr. Wombat objected.
p. "Ain't what I said true?" demanded
)u Mrs. Wombat.'
re '-Yes; but, woman, be more diplo
matic. You talk as if you were abro
gating a treaty."
MACHINE, NOT A GIRL and
tthir
Rosy Hears That Her Sweet- h".
sull
heart Is Crazy About a ,.
Typewriter. ,hft
By MILDRED HOUSTON HEMING- the
WAY. felt
"Then you do love me." hie whis- of
pered, as he held her in his arms and hos
tried to reach her lips with his. , r
hRosy nmade to aud: biii rteply. but hi
gave a little sigh of satisfaction and I
cuddled closer in the encircling arms n Ua
"You'll never let anything come be- tag
,tween us?" he pleaded. this time suc
ceeding in turning the pIre.tt tace to KaI
t his. and preventing any reply by covy- I
ering the little mouth. At last. how- thi
ever. Hlugh managed to gain from the Ilu
bashful young girl her confession of sto
e love, and then the two began planning
for an early marriage. This was ab,
Tuesday night. to
Wednesday morning a cloud arose I
on the horizon of their love. Rosy was oth
singing at her work around the house, lau
when Kathryn Steward ran up the fur
t steps. Kathryn had been married three
months, and Rosy was extremely anx- It i
ious to confide her engagement to her to
friend, so she ran to open the door. ione
Biefore their greetings were fairly over , ma
she began to lave the way for her I
confession. sl
"llugh was here last night." shew
smiled. -hi
"Hugh who?" Kathryn asked, al- .
though she knew as well as Rosy. ott
"Hugh Howard." the
"Well, what of It?" Kathryn asked,
going over to the mantel and arrang- str
ing her hair before the glass. me
"Why. I-well-he was here." Rosy frc
faltered. tlih
Kathryn turned. "You don't mean I
to say that you are interested in him?" tie
she said. There was real concern in i,"
her voice. his
r "What makes you say that?" Rosy
cried, her eyes filling with tears.
Kathryn forgot her hair. and took
her friend in her arms. "1'11 tell you,"
she said, softly.
"Rich knows llugh very well indeed,.
and he told me the other night that
he was crazy about a typewriter.
I "hose were his very words. Said he
could talk of nothing but that type
writer, and you aren't a typewriter, are so
you?" and Kathryn kissed her little Ni
friend. th
bec
Poor little Rosy began to cry. Per
haps, if left to herself, she might have th
sent for Hugh and asked for an ex
gr
lo
St tIt
in yo
"r. t
m
Splanation but under Kathryn's persua
in he direction she wrote him the fol
Lh* lowing note: b
"I am going to ask you to forget n
ld what happened last night, to treat it
y. as though it never occurred. Do not -
he try to see me, for I never want to h
meet you again. Rose Parsonsr" si
"And now you are coming to our d
summer cottage with me," Kathryln
said decidedly, and before Rosy recov- a
p ered her breath, Kathryn had explain
Sed to Mrs. Parsons, packed Rosy's suit
case, and borne her away.
e As the cruel letter slipped from herc
he ngers into the mail box Rosy gave a f
"W little sob, and might have written' a
e another to recall it, if she bad not ac- a
cidentally come across Hugh on the: n
ag way to the depot. He did not see her c
Sas he rwas walking beside a remark- 1
g ably pretty girl, and the two were a
Slaunghlng and talking in an animated a
a manner, although there was nothing' e
i loverlike in their attitude. Still, to i
Rosy, this wasu proof poseitive of hisr
m peridy. a
)18 Just as Hugh was thinking with joy- t
Sful anticipaUtion of the evening, he re a
cc red Rosy's letter, and could scarce- a
Sly believe his eyes as he read the few g
ng words her epLitle contaIned a
no "Well, of all things!" he said at t
e last, drawing a deep breath, I
If he had been like some men, he c
might have retired into a sulky s- r
lence, and pride would have reared a
r wall as high as heaven between the a
two, but Hugh was made of different c
material. Instead of visiting Rosy,
he rwent out to see her mother, and
after a little time convinced Mrs. Par- t
sons that he really did love her daugh
ter.
S "I can't tell what the matter was,"
'IMrs. Parsons confessed, "but Kathryn
was back of It, and took Rosy up to 1
the lake with her." I
n "Why, I thought Kathryn was my t
friend," Hugh cried, more bewildered
than ever. a
" "It was something she told Rosy," I
Mrs. Parsons Insisted, and Hugh
left the house trying to puz
ale out what the trouble could a
be.
Then he went to Richard Steward,
and asked him if he knew anything
about the matter
"1 haven't the remotest Idea" that!
young gentleman returned, and then I
added:
"Come up with me Saturday, and
br. .as Rosy for yourself. We'li say moth
ing to the girls about your coming.
and take them by surprise."
In the mneanwbhile Iecsy was any
thing but a pleasant ctonl -..nionl to her
hosti,.-s. for if ith trutn bIt told. she
sulk. d arld 'ritd ne.-at l all the timne.
id Kal:.tl:rnii , gait to v. ith sthe had
left hetr fritend in i.t;or wil ', of what
she had tound out.
On Saturday the two went oi er to
the station to met lhic-h::rd and Rosy
felt her rebellious hetart gate a throb
of joy twhen she saw liugh kith her
host, although shte prettniled to be
v't ry angry, and wouldhi not sipeak to
Theiy all cttlitbtd into the boai t it icht
Was to take t lih!it to the Stewart cot
tage, and then HtIugh asked tl uie.tl\ :
"What did ytiu tell litod atbouit ite.
Kathryn
Kathryn s face grew a little rthedder
than it had betn since ~she first saw
Hugh awith her hulsbland, but shlie said
stoutly:
"I just told her youll were crazy
about a typitcwrit.tr. I think you ought
to be ashamell d of yours.tlf, luil.
Hugh and Ritchard looked at each
other, and thien burst into a roar iof
laughter. while thl two girls looked
furious.
"So I am." llugh saidl at last, "but
it is a nmachine, not a girl liin going
toi have the agency for it, anid that is
onile reason I cani think of gA tting
miarried at this tnic.'"
Ritchard and Kalthryn ieffaced theim
selves as soon as their guests reach
ed land. and Rtosy mitade up for her
willingness to believe evil, although
she did ask meekly after a time:
"Who was that I saw you with the
other day when we were coming to
the depot?"
"Why. the girl who gives demon-i
stratlons on the typeli rite r. Sliht taught
me hoiw to gi.t a high rate oif spleed
from the machines so I could sithow
tliem to better adlvantage."
Rosy looked olp at hill in iti a lit
tle sliamne-facet'd inile. and then bur!
itd her face t.arfullyv but happily onl
his shoulder.
'..topyrigl:t. ,12 l . t V.. ' n tC ilt
FIRST SHOTS AT A CARIBOU -
NI
J. T. Studley Fired Seven Times in
Vain Because He Had Dc
"Buck Ague."
What the "buck ague" is like is de
scribed in "The Journal of a Sporting
Nomad." by .I. T. Studley. The au- th.
thor's first attempt against the cart- an
bou resulted in humiliation. He tells Jo
that Johnny, his Indian guide, sudden no
ly dropped like a stone into the wet
grass and muttered "Stab" and there, an
sure enough, strolling along the front, su
was a fine caribou. "I sat down, rest
ing my elbow on my knee. waiting to
until he should put in an appearance tri
on my side of the rock. 1 had the rifle lii
to my shoulder and at last the grand sa
beast walked into view. not more bi
than 100 yards away. He stopped.
looking about him, and I drew a bead
on his shoulder. Useless! The rifle In
wabbled all over the place, and for ot
the life of me I could not keep it still,
nor hold my breath. My heart was in m
my mouth and all the time the rifle tr
trembled and shook. The caribou
moved on a few paces and I deter
mined that if I meant to shoot at all
I must obtain better control of my
nerves. I still covered him with the
sights, or thought I was doing so, as
I pulled the trigger on the beast that
was standing broadside on, with his
head turned from me."
"I was using a 500 Winchester Ex
press, and it was the work of an in
stant to pump another cartridge into
the chamber and fire again. Still no
move on the part of my target. He
faced the other way nonchalantly, lis
tening with Interest to the echo of
the rifle in the distant canyons. I was
getting desperate now and could hear
the Mlcmac muttering all sorts of Im
precations behind my back, which
only made things worse. I fired five
more shots at that caribou as he stood
as though carved In wood, persever
ing until he turned off calmly into a
belt of timber.
S"This story is an absolute fact. I a
1 would not have credited it had I not a
been the one to make such a fool of
t myself. My feelings can be more a
It readily Imagined than descrlbed-I
it could have cried with vexation and
O shame. Johnny took the rifle, looked
it over, patted It as though he would ol
Sdemand of It whether the fault lay p
f with it or the user, and I tried to '
' make excuses to myself for myself." tl
It ,I
Danger of Lying In Bed. ci
r Lack of muscular exercise is the ti
a first result of lying in bed. As a re- (1
n sult the appetite is weakened, the di- o
c-. gestive action slows down. and the is
e muscles of the stomach and abdomen f
r cease to act upon the intestinal mass. ft
- When the body Is in a recumbent po- a
e sltion the heart works with the least a
d expenditure of effort and the least
fatigue, and the circulation and the
o functional activity are decreased. a
Is But unless the subject is exception
ally vigerous all the benefits are coun-.
y- terbalanced by dangers. In bed, the
s subject Is shut away from fresh air
e- and sunlight. The result of that de
w privation is a condition similar to a
anemia. But the supreme menace to
it the weak or the aged confined to bed ft
is the clogging of the pulmonary clr
te culatlon, an action wheich frequently v
ii- results In passive congestion of both d
a sides of the lungs. Yar this reason the a
te simple fracture of a bone may be the a
it cause of death, because when the pa
y. tient lies in bed there is no movement ?
d of the muscles to act as an incentive a
r- to deep breathlng.-Harper's Weekly.
h-I _ _ _ _
Generous Breese.
n Apropos of the bumper crops of I
to 1912 Secretary Wilson of the depart- I
ment of agriculture said in Washing- 1
my ton: I
sd "I heard a story the other day about
a long-headed farmer. An auctioneer
was to auction off his fields of stand
h ing grain and the farmer said to him: 1
"- "'I hope to goodness we have a
Id good stiff breeze the day of the aue- 1
tion.'
d, ""A good stiff breeze? What use
ig will that be" asked the auectioneer.
"'You must be green, young fel
at low.' said the farmer. 'Don't you know
en that when graln's waving in the
breeze It looks a lot thicker-you see
nd' the same heads two and three times
th- over.' '
Rheumatism
Neuralgia
Sprains
Mliss C. llAHE.':, f '27,(" K. St
W . %W aliu g t ,tl, i. t ., s it. I ,tt
fered n h s hrnmntut r tire %eare
and 1 h !tt" . hrt g,,t h. IJ et )' 'te y r lln
, +."1. \1", nll,,r"h" nut i .ilu AnldthUe
Quiets the Nerves
IiIts. A Wi iLIMAN, of 4*', Thomplon
it., Mary,' ije ."., writes : - " 'l
nlerve in" Iv leeg was/ de-trivetl t;e.'
ye.iri go.Mtld left me with A jerrli1
Ai iitliht S.' il it I 0 -'111il [l+ ,t i .lt el' .
tI l .ii t,.i luit it . try ,, ter .lllllit elit
tt rtl I, ill u l, +tthl ,t I , t l t)tlt . I
tlii atter its use I can sleep."
SLOAN'S
LINIMENT
"Is a god I.iniment. I kern it on
hand ..11 the tim e. .M y <L ,u. + 'tt 'r
sprr ined h tr wrist anld ti i d V ,1r
Liiimnt, and ;t has n,,t hu·t her
Sin~c. "
Ii 't u it
of Setrui. N V'.
R.F.I).. N... 4.
At All Iealers
Price
25c., 60c.. $100
- 4 t, ...iuS h, ti,
free. All..: .
Dr.
EarlS
Sloan,
Boston,
Mass.
NEW KIND OF AN IRISHMAN
Definition That by His Own Confew
sion Was Very Little Far
From the Truth.
Apropos of the very tellinii retorts
that Saam Schepps made to ('ross-I,'
anlinllr tlcilr tylvr ii tIIhe Iteeker case,
Jerome S. M1ecWade. the Dl)luth con
noistse'ur. said:
"I like to seeo anyone get hack at
an impuldent lawyer. I got back at
such a lawyer mnystlf the other day.
"The man was my counsel in a cu,
tome dispute over some Gobelln tapes
tries that I'd imported. Ills name had,
like my own, a 'Mick' in it. and I
said to him, as I settled his very large
bill:
'Are you an Irishman. sir?'
S'No." he answered, with a pompous
laugh. 'but I've made a lot of money
out of Irishmen in my time.'
"Oh. I see.' said I. 'I suppose we
might call you an Irishman by es
traction, then.' "
ALREADY LAUGHABLE.
I
Austin-Ah! Evelyn, I sometimes
wlsh that I bad been a humorist and
could make people laugh.
Evelyn-But you don't have to be
a humorist for that, Austin.
Curious Ruesian Law.
Russia has a law which to outside
observers seems almoet to put a
premium on theft by which stolen
goods become the property of the
thief If he can prove that he has had
possesion of them for over five years
In the thieves' market-which is, of
course, licensed by the police-goods
that admittedly have been stoles
(more than five years before) are
openly offered for sale, and the place
is a veritable Mecca for the light
fingered gentry and their enterprising
friends, as also for the more bonest
members of society, who secure mauy
a tempting bargain.
A man can hove short legs and still
carry his head high.
A PRIEND'S ADVICE
Something Worth Liselsag TaO
A young Nebr. man was advised by
a friend to eat Grape-Nuts because by
was all run down from a spell of
I fever. He tells the story:
"Last spring I had an attack of fe.
ver that left me in a very weak con
dltion. I had to quit work; had no
Sappetite, was nervous and discour
aged.
"A friend advised me to eat Grape
SNuts, but I paid no attention to him
s and kept getting worse as time went
by.'
"I took many kinds of medicine but
none of them seemed to help me. My
system was completely run down. my
f bl6od got out of order from want of
- proper food, and several very large
I boils broke out on my neck. I was
so weak I could hardly walk.
It "One day mother ordered some
r GrapeNuts and Induced me to eat
1- some. I felt better and that night
rested fine. As I continued to use the
a food every day, I grew stronger stead
' ily and now have re~gatned my former
good health. I would not be without
'C Grape-Nuts, as I believe it is the most
health-glving food in the world."
1- Name given by Postum Co., Battle
wCreek, Mich.
e Read the book, "The Road to Weil
Sville," in pkgs. "There'a a reason "
ti Eve' eed the sabove lete~ A mew
se ppemar fro rem tlm e ti me. The'
gemte,. tre, -ed telul ef bamrn
wemt. Adv.
