Loup City Northwestern
J. W. BURLEIGH, Publisher.
LOUP CITY, • • • NEBRASKA.
The Educational Spirit.
Dr. Andrew S. Draper, writing on
the trend of our modern education ir.
Appleton’s for August, closes his pa
per with this significant paragraph:
“No one can foresee the destiny ol
the republic, but that there is an ed
ucational purpose abroad in the land
which has never before been so per
vasive and so ambitious in any land
seems clear. It is the spirit of a
mighty people, gathered from the
ends of the earth, enlightened by the
world experiences of a thousand years.
It is the spirit of a people with out
look and expectancy. They expect to
use the wealth and the political power
of the nation to make certain that
every son and daughter of the nation
shall have the fullest and freest ed
ucational opportunity. The functions
of the state concerning every manner
.of educational activity, in and out of
schools, are being steadily enlarged
and strengthened through the initia
tive or the common desire of the mul
titude. Growing appreciation -s giv
ing greater heed to the advanced in
stitutions and bringing them to the
aid of all institutions, and therefore
to the intellectual quickening of the
entire country. Everything that the
nation, the state, or the municipality
can do to aid true learning, without
any Injustice, it is to be made to do.
And the learning which aids doing,
and the culture which is tne product
of labor, are to be of the most
worth.”
Minnows and Mosquitoes.
Scientists, who have been battling
against mosquitoes with crude oil
and other devices for destroying the
troublesome and dangerous pests,
have come to the conclusion that min
nows are of more service than oil in
ridding water of mosquitoes. Gold
fish have been used with great suc
cess in Hawaii in destroying mos
quitoes, and a test of the services oi
toy minnows in the same work has
satisfied the scientists that the lat
ter are more efficient, and especially
so in stagnant water. Southern cit
ies which have been spending consid
erable amounts in the purchase of oil
for destroying yellow fever mosqui
toes are now considering the more
general use of minnows in stagnant
pools, says the Chicago Sun. The city
of New Orleans is spending $60,000
in a campaign against mosquitoes,
and the chief city health officer fa
vors the use of minnows rather than
any other means that has been test
ed. Here again a remedy that crea
tion seems to have supplied natural
ly for the work has been indorsed
after much expensive experimenting
in other lines.
A New Departure in Banking.
Is the time-honored phrase “in
banking hours” to become obsolete?
A step, at least, in this direction has
been taken in the establishment, in
the city of New York, of a bank that
never closes except on Sundays and
holidays. It does business day and
night. At this bank money passes to
and fro across the counter from dawn
to dawn. What would Father Knick
erbocker say to midnight banking?
asks the Four-Track News. And yet
why not? It is one more great con
venience added to modern life. It
typifies the spirit of our age. Every
thing must be ready to our hand. We
■will not wait until to-morrow for the
thing that we want to-day. The but
tons of our desires must be where
we can press them at will. We tele
phone, telegraph, travel at midnight
—and now we bank at midnight. It
is the logic of events; the answer to
the onrush of modern life.
John D. Rockefeller is learning tard
ily the important truth that com
munion with the world is worth more
than great riches, says the Washing
ton Star. For years this man has led
a life apart from his fellows. Natur
ally of a shrinking nature, and secre
tive to an unusual degree, he has held
aloof by means of his money, buying
great estates wherein he could lock
himself away from the sight of his
fellow men, hiring guards to keep the
public at a distance, riding in special
trains and on private yachts and oth
erwise maintaining a distance between
himself and the ordinary run of men.
This very exclusiveness whetted the
public curiosity and increased the
pressure. Rockefeller made the mis
take common to many men of his
temperament of thinking to avoid at
tention by forbidding it
The average woman would rather
have her husband pat her cheek than
give her a thousand dollars.—San
Francisco Bulletin. Most men, re
marks the Chicago Record-Herald, wili
have to accept this statement as cor
rect, because they have no means of
disproving it.
The post office department approves
the automobile for rural delivery serv
ice, but the carriers are waiting to
hear where the bargain counter is
located.
A French paper speaks of Secretary
Root as "that Yankee intruder” in the
affairs of Central and South America.
Not an intruder, says the Boston
Herald—simply a follower of one
James Monroe, and in that capacity
a welcome guest.
The fact that there are only about
a dozen Americans now in St Peters
burg is ■ an indication that several
Americans abroad have decided to do
their innocent by-standing in some
rather more favorable place.
A TOOL FOR LOVE
By FRANCIS LYNDE
AUTHOR OF "THE GRAFTERS." ETC.
(Copyright, 1806. by J.F. Lappinoott Co.)
CHAPTER V.—Continued.
Here the matter rested; and, having
done what she conceived to be her
charitable duty, Virginia was as anx
ious to get away as heart—the heart
of a slightly bored Reverend Billy, tor
instance—could wish.
So they bade Adams good-by and
picked their way down the frozen em
bankment and across the ice bridge;
down and across and back to the Rose
mary, where they found a perturbed
chaperon in a flatter of solicitude aris
ing upon their mysterious disappear
ance and long absence.
"It may be just as well not to tell
any of them where we have been,”
said Virginia in an aside to her cousin.
And so the incident of tea-drinking in
the enemy s camp was safely put away
like a little personal note in its en
velope with the nap gummed down.
CHAPTER VI.
While the technoiogian was dispen
sing commissary tea in iron-stone china
cups to his two guests in the “dinkey”
field office, his chief, taking the Rose
mary’s night run in reverse in the
company of Town Marshal Biggin, was
turning the Rajah’s coup into a small
Utah profit.
Having come upon the ground late
the night before, And from the oppo
site direction, he had seen nothing of
the extension grade west of Argentine.
Hence the enforced journey to Carbon
ate only anticipated an inspection trip
which he had intended to make as soon
as he had seated Adams firmly in the
track-laying saddle.
Not to miss his opportunity, at the
first curve beyond Argentine he passed
his cigar case to Biggin and asked
permission to ride on the rear plat
form of the day coach i.or inspection
purposes.
“Say, pardner, what do you take me
fer, anyhow?” was the reproachful re
joinder.
“For a gentleman in disguise,” said
Winton, promptly.
“Sim’larly, I do you; savvy? You
tell me you ain’t goin’ to stampede,
and you ride anywhere you blame
please. See? This here C. & G. R.
outfit ain’t got no surcingle on me.”
Winton smilea.
“I haven’t any notion of stamped
ing. As it happens, I’m only a day
ahead of time. I should have made
this run to-morrow of my own accord
to have a look at the extension grade.
You will find me oh the rear platform
when you want me. ’
“Good enough,” was the reply; and
Winton went to his post of observa
tion.
ton; whereupon they went in to ap
pease the offended majesty of the law.
As Winton had predicted, his an
swer to the court summons was a
mere formality. On parting with his
chief at the Argentine station plat
form, Adams’ first care had been to
wire news of the arrest to the Utah
headquarters. Hence Winton fopnd
the company’s attorney waiting for
him in Judge Whitcomb’s courtroom,
and his release on an appearance bond
was only a matter of moments.
The legal affair dismissed, there en
sued a weary interval of time-killing.
There was no train back to Argentine
until nearly five o’clock in the after
noon, and the hours dragged heavily
for the two, who had nothing to do
but wait. Biggin endured his part of
it manfully till the midday dinner had
been discussed; then he drifted off
with one of Winton’s cigars between
his teeth, saying that he should “take
poison” and shoot up the town if ha
could not find some more peaceful
means of keeping his blood in circula
tion.
It was a little after three o’clock,
and Winton was sitting at the writ
ing table in the lobby of the hotel
elaborating his hasty note-book data
of the morning’s inspection, when a
boy came in with a telegram. The
young engineer was not so deeply en
grossed in his work as to be deaf to
the colloquy.
"Mr. John Winton? Yes, he is here
somewhere,” said ine clerk in answer
to the boy’s question; and after an
identifying glance, “There he is—over
at the writing table.”
Winton turned in his chair and saw
the boy coming towards him; also ne
saw the ruffian pointed out by Biggin
from the courthouse steps and labeled
"Sheeny Mike” lounging up to the
clerk’s desk for a wfc.'cpered word with
the bediamonded gentleman behind it.
What followed was cataclysmal in
its way. The lounger took three stag
gering lurches towards Winton,
Greatly to his satisfaction, he found
that the trip over the C. & G. R. an
swered every purpose of a preliminary
inspection of the Utah grade beyond
Argentine. For 17 of the 20 miles the
two lines were scarcely more than a
stone’s throw apart, and when Biggin
joined him at the junction above Car
bonate he hao his note-book well filled
with the necessary data.
"Make it, all right?” inquired the
friendly bailiff.
“Yes, thanks. Have another cigar?”
"Don’t care if I do. Say, that old
fire-eater back yonder in the private
car has got a mighty pretty gal, ain’t
he?”
"The young lady is his niece,” said
Winton, wishing that Mr. Biggin
would find other food for comment.
"I don’t care; she’s pretty as a Jer
sey two-year-old.”
“It’s a fine day,” observed Winton;
and then, to background Miss Carteret
effectually as a topic, “How do the
people cf Argentine feel about the op
position to our line?”
“They’re red-hot; you can put your
money on that. The C. & G. R.’s a
sure-enough tail-twister where there
ain’t no competition. Your road’ll get
every pound of ore in the camp if it
ever gets through.”
Winton made a mental note of tnis
up-cast of public opinion, and set it
over against the friendly attitude of
the official Mr. Biggin. It was very
evident that the tdwn marshal was
serving the Rajah’s purpose only be
cause he had to.
“I suppose you stand with your
townsmen on that, don’t you?” he ven
tured.
“Now you’re shouting; that’s me.”
“'then if that is the case, we won’t
take this little holiday of ours anj
harder than we can help. When the
court business is settled—it won’t take
very long—you are to consider your
self my guest. We stop at the Buck
ingham.”
un, we do, da we? Say, ’pardner,
that’s white—mighty white. If I’d ’a’
been an inch or so more’n half awake
this morning when that old b’iler
buster’s hired man routed me out, I’d
’a’ told him to go to blazes with his
warrant. Next time I frill.”
Winton shook his head. “There
isn’t going to be any ‘next time,’ Peter,
my son,” he prophesied. “When Mr.
Darrah gets fairly down to business
he’ll throw bigger chunks than the
Argentine town marshall at us.”
By this time the train was slowing
into Carbonate, and a few minutes
after the stop at the crowded platform
they were making their way up the
single bustling stret of the town to
the courthouse.
“Ever see so many tin-horns and
bunco people bunched In all your
round-ups?” said Biggin as they el
bowed through the uneasy, shifting
groups in front of the hotel.
“Not often,” Winton admitted. “But
it’s the luck of the big camps; they
are the dumping grounds of the world
while the high pressure is on.”
The ex-range rider turned on the
courthouse steps to look the sidewa.it
loungers over with narrowing eyes.
“There’s Sheeny Mike and Big Otto
and half a dozen others right there
in front o’ the Buckingham that
couldn’t stay to breathe twice in Ar
gentine. And this town’s got a po
lice!” the comment with lip-curling
scorn.
“It also has a county court which
Is probably waiting for us,” said Win
If I know it. Let him take it into
court if he wants to. I’ll be there,
too."
The beaten one was up now and ap
parently looking for an officer.
"I’m takin’ ye all to witness,” he
rasped. “I v-is on’y askin’ him to
cash up what he lose to me las’ night,
and he jumps me. But I’ll stick him
if there’s any law in this camp.”
Now all this'time Winton had been
holding the unopened telegram crum
pled in his list, but when Biggin
pushed nim out of the circle and tnrust
him up to the clerk’s desk, he be
thought him to read the message. It
was Virginia’s warning, signed by
Adams, and a single glance at the clos
ing sentence was enough to cool him
suddenly.
‘‘Pay the bill, Biggin, and join me
in the billiard room, quick!” he whis
pered, pressing money into the town
marshal’s hand and losing himself in
the crowd. And when Biggin had
obeyed his instructions: “Now for a
back way out of this if there is one.
We’ll have to take to the hills till
train time.”
They found a way through the bar
and out into a side street leading
abruptly up to the fir-clad hills be
hind the town. Biggin held his peace
until they were safe from immediate
danger of pursuit. Then his curiosity
got the better of him.
“Didn’t take you more’n a week to
change your mind about pullin’ it off
with that tin-horn scrapper in the
courts, did it?”
No, said VYinton.
“ ’Taint none o’ my business, but
I’d like to know what stampeded you.”
“A telegram”—shortly. “It was a
put-up job to have me locked up on a
criminal charge, and so hold me out
another day.”
Biggin grinned. “The old b’iler
buster again. Say, he’s a holy terror,
ain’t he?”
“He doesn’t mean to let me build
my railroad if he can help it.”
The ex-cowboy found his sack of
chip tobacco and dexterously rolled a
cigarette in a bit of brown wrapping
paper.
"If that’s the game, Mr. Sheeny
Mike, or his backers, will be most
likely to play it to a finish, don’t you
guess?”
"How?”
“By havin’ a po-liceman layin’ for
you at the train.”
“I hadn’t thought of that.”
“Well, I can think you out of it, I
reckon. The branch train is a ’com
modation, and it’ll stop most any
where if you throw up your hand at it.
We can take out through the woods
LET S HIKE OUT O’ THIS, PRONiO!”
brushed the messenger boy aside, and
burst out in a storm of maudlin in
vective.
"Sign yerself ‘Winton’ now, do ye,
ye low-down, turkey-trodden—”
“One minute,” said Winton, curtly,
taking the telegram from the boy and
signing for it.
“I’ll give ye more’n ye can carry
away in less’n half that time—see?”
was the minatory retort; and the
threat wa3 made good by an awkward
buffet which would have knocked the
engineer out of his chair if he had
remained in it.
Now Winton’s eyes were gray and
steadfast, but his hair was of that
shade of brown which takes the tint
of dull copper in certain lights, and
he had a temper which went with the
red in his hair rather than with the
gray in his eyes. Wherefore his at
tempt to placate his assailant was
something less than diplomatic.
“You drunken scoundrel!” he
snapped, “if you don’t go about your
business and let me alone, I’ll turn
you over to the police with a broken
bone or two! ’
The bully’s answer was a blow de
livered straight from the shoulder—
too straight to harmonize with the fic
tion of drunkenness. Wlnton saw the
sober purpose in it and went battle
mad, as a hasty man will. Being a
skillful boxer—which his antagonist
was not—he did what he had to do
neatly and with commendable dis
patch. Down, up; down, up; down a
third time, and then the bystanders
interfered.
“Hold on!”
“That’ll do!”
“Don’t you see he’s drunk?”
“Enough’s as good as a feast—let
him go.”
Winton’s blood was up, but he de
sisted, breathing threatenings. Where
at Biggin shouldered his way into the
circle.
"Pay your bill and let’s hike out o’
this, pronto; ’ he said in a low tone.
“You ain’t got ho time to fool with
a Carbonate justice shop.”
But Wiuton was not to be brought
to his senses so easily.
“Run away from that swine? Not
and across tne hills, and mog up the
track a piece. How’ll that do?”
“It will do for me, but there is no
need of you tramping when you can
just as well ride.”
But now that side or Mr. Peter Big
gin which endears him and his kind
to every man who has ever shared his
lonely roundups, or broken bread with
him in his comfortless shack, came
uppermost.
“What do you take me fer?” was the
way it vocalised itself; but there was
more than a formal oath of loyal al
legiance in the curt question.
"For a man and a brother,” said
Winton, heartily; and they set out
together to waylay the outgoing train
at some point beyond the danger limit.
It was accomplished without further
mishap, and the short winter day was
darkening to twilight when the train
came in sight and the engineer slowed
to their signal. They climbed aboard,
and when they had found a seat in
the smoker the engineer of construc
tion spoke to the ex-cowboy as to a
friend.
I nope Adams has knocked out a
good day’s work for us,” he said.
"Your pardner with the store hat
and the stinkin' cigaroots?—he’s all
right,” said Eiggin; and it so chanced
that at the precise moment of the say
ing the subject of it was standing
with the foreman of track layers at a
gap in the new line just beyond and
above the Rosemary’s siding at Ar
gentine, his day’s work ended, and his
men loaded on the flats for the run
down to camp over the lately laid rails
of the lateral loop.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Puppies.
“I didn’t enjoy myself one bit,” pout
ed the petted heiress, who had just
retunmd from Europe. “I saw a pup
py win a grand pedigree over there
that I wanted, but pa wouldn’t buy him
for me.”
“Too bad, dear,” replied her friend.
“Was he a French count or British
duke?”—Philadelphia Press.
Newly Mined Opals.
When first taken from the mins
opals are so soft that pieces can be
picked off with the fingers.
NEW HEAD CF GRAND ARMY
Robert B. Brown of Zanesville, O., elected commander in chief of the Q.
A. R. at the Minneapolis encampment, enlisted in the Fifteenth Ohio infan
try, at the age of 1G years and served in the Fourteenth Army Corps in the
Army of the Cumberland until he was mustered out in 1864. He then reen
listed as a veteran soldier, and served as such until the end of the war. Hu
was a private throughout the first three years of his service, and then became
a noncommissioned officer. Mr. Brown is now editor of the Zanesville Cour
ier. He was born in 1845.
HAD BOYS’ WELFARE IN MIND.
Andrew Carnegie Tells Why Family
Left Scotland.
Andrew Carnegie was recently in
vited to attend the excursion of the
old handloom weavers of Dunfermline,
Scotland, his native town. He was
'unable to do so, but from Skibo castle
he sent the following letter, in which
he gave some reminiscences of his
ancestors in the weaving town of Fife:
‘‘By inheritance I think I would be en
titled to rank myself with that ancient
and honorable guild, for my Grand
father Carnegie and father were weav
ers in the olden days and very proud
of it. My Grandfather Morrison did
not have the distinction, but he was a
good shoemaker and thought there
was ‘nothing like leather.’ Even upon
my own account I should have some
claim to membership in the old weav
ers’ society, for I remember well I as
sisted in ‘giving in’ the threads to my
father when he was ‘putting in’ his
web, and a very proud boy I was in
doing so. Well do I remember the
morning that my father came home to
WOMAN HAS WON HIGH PLACE.
Dorothea Klumpke Accorded Fame In
Scientific World.
The fame of Dorothea Klumpke has
I been achieved in lines that would not
j ordinarily make it more special, but
! she really stands among the notable
women of the scientific world. In
| France she is regarded as the leading
woman aeronaut, but as an astrono
! mer and mathematician she is accord
ed a more enduring and precious repu
tation. She was born in San Fran
cisco in 1861, her father, a native of
Germany, having been one of the
Forty-niners. Her mother was the
strong force in the family, and four
\ of the Klumpke girls have won some
distinction. One is a distinguished
artist, another a famous physician,
and the third a violinist, all making
Paris their home. Dorothea has stu
died in Berlin and Paris and taken
all kinds of prizes and degrees from
the highest institutions in France.
When the international astronomical
congress resolved to map the stars
a special department was created and
MARRIAGE A LA FINANCE
When He Reaches the Summit He Throws His Companion Down.
tell mother that there wasn’t a net^i
web for him to get and the family
council decided that we should sail for
America, my mother saying: ‘Not for
our good, we could manage to get
along here, but there will be more
scope there for our boys.' So we set
sail for the new land.”
4 Then amt Now.
‘‘I suppose,” said the modern actor
to the stately old member of the pro
fession, “that you got a few press
notices when you trod the boards? 1
am mentioned 15 times in the papers
this morning. There are four notices
of my new motor car, three items
about my dog being lost, five stories
about what I like for dinner, and two
mentions of my taste in neckties, with
one paragraph about my trunks being
lost on the line.”
“Yes,” sighed the old-fashioned,
out-of-date actor; "I got a few notices
—but they were all based on the im
pression that I had played my part
well.”—London Answers.
Dorothea was placed in charge, with
corps of assistants. Among 50 com
petitors she obtained the post of as
sistant observer at the Paris observa
tory. There she has photographed
many stars, and valuable results have
come from her work. It was to her
eldest sister that Rosa Bonheur left
her chateau and some of her famous
works.
Preserve Putnam's Cottage.
The Putnam cottage in Greenwich,
i Conn., is to be dedicated as a museum
| by Putnam chapter, Daughters of the
: American Revolution. This is a small
| house whose legend is that Israel Put
| aam was occupying it as his quarters
i when surprised by British cavalry, and
he dashed away on his trusty mare
' down the precipitous steps of “Put's
hill,” was shot at, but turned at the
foot of the steps and shouted: “I’ll
hang ye to the next tree when I get
ye.” The cottage is about 200 years
\ old.
Happy Oyster Bay.
One of the luxuries of the seashore
in Oyster Bay which may be men
tioned are crabs, which sell for two
dollars a dozen.
Love Is Everything.
A crowd is not company, and faces
are but a gallery of pictures where
there is no l>ve.—Lord Bacon.'
A statue of Gen. Nicholson, the mu
tiny hero, was recently unveiled at
Delhi by I-ord Minto, the viceroy of
India.
Horse Now Better Than Ever.
Everything bearing upon the his
tory of the horse indicates that tha
percherons and shire horses of to-daj
are much heavier and greater in bulk
than wild horses ever were, anywhere
on the globe. The horse has made
gradual and steady progress for thou
sand3 of years. He is a better animal
than he ever was before.
The furnace of affliction refines ui
from earthly drossness, and softens
us for the impression of God’s ow#
1 stamp.—Boyle.
GAINED ^34_POUNDS
Persistent Anaemin Cured by Dr.
Williams’ Pink Pills After Other
Remedies Had Failed.
“ When I began taking Dr. Williams
Pink Pills,” says Mrs. Nathaniel Field,
of St. Albans, Somerset county, Maine,
“I was the palest, most bloodless person
you could imagine. My tongue and
gums were colorless and my fingers and
ears were like wax. I had two doctors
and they pronounced my trouble anmin in.
I had spells of vomiting, "'mid not eat.
in fact, did not dare to, . ad such ais
jressafter eating. My stomuch was filled
with gas which caused me awful agony.
The backache I suffered was at times
almost cnbearable and the least exertion
made my heart beat so fust that 1 could
hardly breathe. But the worst of all was
the splitting neuralgia headache wh-cb
never left me for seven weeks. About to i -
time I had had several numb spells. My
limbs would be cold and without any
feeling and the most deathly sensations
would come over me.
“Nothing had helped me until 1 began
taking Dr.Williams’ Pink Pills, in fac t,
I had grown worse every day. After 1
had taken the pills a short time I could
see that they were benefiting me and
one morning I awoke entirely free from
pain. The distress after eating disap
peared and in three weeks I could oat
anything I wanted and suffer no incon
venience. I also slept soundly. I have
taken several boxes of the pills and have
gained in weight from 120 to 154 pounds
and am perfectly well now.”
Dr. Williams’ Pink Fills enre anaemia
because they actually make new blood.
For rheumatism, indigestion, nervous
headaches and many forms of weakue»
they are recommended even if ordinary
medicines have failed. They are sold liy
all druggists, or will be sent postpaid, on
receipt of price, 50 cents per Ix'x, six
boxes for $3.50, by the Dr. Williams
Medicine Company, Schenectady, N. Y.
False Alarm.
From the valley there came a cloud
of dust and a distant rumble. The
man of the stone age rushed up the
mountain and perched himself on the
highest peak.
"Shucks'” .exclaimed the fugitive,
as he slipped down to the valley again,
"it is only a poor dinosaur roaming
about for his breakfast. From the
noise I thought it must be an auto
mobile.”
And the man went back to his
peaceful occupation of hewing an
apartment house out of a solid cliff.
In a Pinch, Use ALLEN’S FOOT-EASE.
A powder. It cures painful, smart
ing, nervous feet and ingrowing nails.
It’s the greatest comfort discovery of
the age. Makes new shoes easy. A
certain cure for sweating feet. Sold
by all druggists, 25c. Trial package
FREE. Address A. S. Olmsted, Le
Roy, N. Y.
"Pugs” Ordered from Seattle.
The chief of police of Seattle, be
lieving that prize fighters bring crim
inals and other undesirables in their
train, has ordered all pugilists, train
ers and others connected with tht
ring to leave the city or take up some
respectable employment.
Important to Mothers.
Examine carefully every bottle of CASTOHtA,
a safe and sure remedy for infanta and children,
and see that it
Bears the
Signature of
In Use For Over 30 Years.
\ The Kind You Have Always Bought.
Carloads of Whisky Lost.
Among the few other things lost
In the shuffle during the earlier relief
proceedings in San Francisco were
nine carloads of whisky, and, despite
strenuous efforts, the whisky ha3 not
been traced yet.
Socrates and Henry George.
The bust of Socrates in the Capita
line Museum at Rome looks like the
late Henry George.
Lewis' Single Binder Cigar has a rich
taste. Your dealer or Lewis’ Factory,
Peoria, 111.
A poor man isn't necessarily a cheap
man.
A HEALTHY OLD AGE
OFTEN THE BESTPARTOFLIFE
Help for 'Women Passing Through
Change of Life
Providence has allotted ns each at
least seventy years in which to fulfill
our mission in life, and it is generally
our own fault if we die prematurely. *
MrsMaryKoehn e H
Nervous exhaustion invites disease.
This statement is the positive truth
When everything becomes a burden
and you cannot walk a few blocks with-,'
out excessive fatigue, and yon break
out into perspiration easily,* and your
face flushes, and yon grow excited and
shaky at the least provocation, and
you cannet bear to be crossed in any
thing, you are in danger; yonr nerves
have given out; you need building up
at once! To build up woman’s nerv
ous system and during the period of
change of life we know of no better
medicine than Lydia E. Pinkham’s Veg
etable Compound. Here is an illus
tration. Mrs. Mary L. Eoehne, 371
Garfield Avenue, Chicago, 111. .writes :
“ I have used Lydia E. Pinkham ^Vegetable
Compound for years in my family and it
never disappoints; so when I felt that I was
nearing the change of life I commenced treat
ment with it. I took in all about six bottle*
and it did me a grea t deal of good. It stopped
my dizzy spells, pains in my back and the
headaches with which I had suffered for
months before taking the Compound. I feel
that if it had not been for this great medicine
for women that I should not have been alive
today. It is splendid for women,old or young,
and will surely cure all female disorders.”
Mrs. Pinkham, daughter-in-law of
Lydia E. Pinkham, of Lynn, Mass., in
vites all sick and ailing women to write
her for advice. Her great experience
*is at their service, free of coet,7