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50 rt20d
cigarettes for
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ono bag of
GENUINE
Bull'Durham
TOBACCO
Wonderful CcLections of Violins.
What is probably the finest collection
of violins in the world, says a corre
spondent, was left by the late Dwight
i. 1'artello of Washington. It contains
only thirty instruments, l»ut four are
by Stradivarius, two by Giuseppe (3uar
nerius, three by Nicolo Aniati, and one
by Carlo Bergonzi, which a world fam
ous violinist lias called the most ex
quisitcly toned instruments in the
world. Every one of the violins Is a
pei feet specimen and the whole col
lection is valued at a quarter million
doi'ars.
Important to Mother*
Examine carefully every bottle of
CASToKIA, that famous old remedy
for infants and children, and see that it
Bears the
Signature of
1& Dae for Over iJO l'ears.
Children Cry for Fletcher's Castoria
Persuasive.
The head of a big Chicago business
Aouse was extolling the salesmanship
of a certain man in his employ.
"I gather from what you say," ob
served a friend, "that this man is in
deed persuasive in his methods."
"Persuasive!" repeated the head of
tbe house. "Why, my friend, that chap
could sell the Cuban government a
anowplow!"
RUB RHEUMATIC PAITI
FROM ACHING JOINTS
Aib Pain right out with small trial
bottle of old "St. Jacobs Oil."
*itop "dosing" Rheumatism.
It's pain only not one case In fifty
requires internal treatment. Huh
•oothing, penetrating "St. Jacobs Oil"
right on the "tender spot," and by the
time you say Jack Robinson—out
comes the rheumatic pain and distress.
"St. Jacob's Oil" is a harmless rheu
matism liniment which never disap
points and doesn't burn the skin. It
takes pain, soreness and stiffness from
aching Joints, muscles and hones
•tops sciatica, lumbago, backache and
neuralgia.
Limber up! Get a small trial bottie
•f old-time, honest "St. Jacobs Oil"
from any drug store, and in a moment,
you'll be free from pains, aches and
stiffness. Don't suffer Kub rheuma»
ttsui away.—Adv.
No News to Mother.
Suitor "Your daughter's little
(Mints were never made to work." Her
Mother—"So I discovered long ago."
•a
••Cold In the Head
im an
acute attack of Na.«al Catarrh.
Those subject to frequent "colds in tiie
head" will liml that the use of HALLS
CATAR11H MEDICINE will build up the
{system, clcar.se the Klood and render
them less liable to colds. Repeated at
tacks of Acute Catarrh may lead to
Chronic Catarrh.
HALL'S CATARRH MEDICINE
tem. thus redlining the inflammation
restoring: normal conditions.
A11 Druggists. Circulars free.
F. J. Cheney & Co., Toledo, Okio.
Is
taken internally and acts through the
Klood on the Mucous Surfaces of the
Sys­
and
The fable of the tortoise and the
hare teaches us that perseverance
usuuliy gets the gate receipts.
Any brand of hops may be used for
brewing trouble.
Minnesota Woman Tells
Of Experience
Minneapolis, Minn.:—"I have always
had the utmost confidence in Dr. Pierce's
remedies because my
mother took tbem for
a number of years to
strengthen her, and
she praised them very
highly. I have taken
tlip Tleasant Pel has'
whenever in need of a
laxative and have
found them to be ef
fective altho very mild
in their action. And I
have on several occas
ions taken Dr. Pierce's
Favorite Prescription
and the
'Golden Medical Discovery' when
rundown, weak or nervous and have
never once been disappointed, for they
have restored me to perfect health and
strength.-—Miss Florkncb B. Smithkl.
80650-Tenth Avenue.
All druggists sell Dr. Pierce's Medicines.
Ladies Let Cuticura
Keep Your Skin
Fresn and Young
So-n 25c, OintMit 2S aid 56c, Taksa 25c.
KREMOLAPH
MUMyUMUMUMMA
CHAPTER IV—Continued.
If# called once to Lennox, snatched
the shotgun that still stood where he
fcad placed it in the corner of the
room, and hastened to the corral. The
mare whickered plaintively when he
took her from her food.
When Snowbird first heard the step
In the thickets beside her. she halted
|ravely and held her lantern high. She
understood at last. The verv extremity
of the beams found a reflection in two
very curious circles of greenish fire:
a fire that was old upon the world be
fore man ever rubbed two sticks to
gether to strike a flame. Of course
the dim rays had simply been reflect
ed on the eyes of some great beast of
prey.
She Identified If at once. Only the
eyes of the felfnes, with vertical pu
pils have this identical greenish glare.
The eyes of the wolves glow in the
darkness, but the circles are usually
bright points. Of course it was a cou
gar.
She didn't cry out again. Realizing
at last the reality of her peril, her
long training in the mountains came
to her aid. That did not mean she
was not truly and terribly afraid. The
beast was hunting her. She couldn't
do.ibt this fact. Curiosity might make
a Hon follow her. but It would never
be^et such a wild light of madness in
his eyes as this she had just seen. She
simply clamped down all her moral
strength on her rising hysteria and
lodged her situation In the face. Her
hand flew instinctively to her side,
and the pistol leaped in the lantern
light.
But the eyes had already blinked
out before she could raise the weapon.
She shot twice. The echoes roared
back, unbelievably loud in the silence,
and then abruptly died and the only
sound was a rustling of leaves as the
cougar crouched. She sobbed once,
then hurried on.
She was afraid to listen at first. She
wanted to believe that her pistol fire
would frighten the animal from her
trail. She knew, under ordinary con
ditions, that it would. If he still fol
lowed. it could mean but one thing—
lhat some unheard-of Incident had oc
curred to destroy his fear of men. It
would mean that he had knowingly set
upon her trail and was hunting her
with all the age-old remorselessness
that Is the code of the mountains.
For a little while ail was silence.
Then out of the hush the thickets sud
denly crashed and shoofc on the oppo
site side of the trail. She fired blind
ly into the thicket. Then she caught
herself with a sob. But two shells
remained in her pistol, and they must
h* saved for the test.
Whisperfoot the cougar, remember
ing the lessons of his yorth, turned
from the trail when he hair frst heard
Snowbird's step. He had crouched
end let her pass. She wa« walking
l»ito the wind and as she was at the
f!osest point a message had blown
Tick to him.
The hair went straight on bin shoul
ders and along his spine. His blood,
ttinning cold an instant befor? from
fear, made a great leap in his veins.
A picture came in hi* dark mini: the
chase for a deer when the moo* had
Ret, the stir of a living thing that
broke twigs in the thickets, ant* the
leap he had made. There had *»een
Mood, that night—the wildness am*the
madness and the exultation of the kill.
Of course there had been terror fl-st.
t'Mt the terror had soon departed rnd
left something lying wann and sHI
in the thickets. It was the same gane
that walked his trail in front—gani'»
that died easily and yet, 'n a vagnt
way he did not understand, the
noblest game of all. It was living
flesh, to rear with talon and fang.
All his training, all the instincts Im
bued in him bv a thousand generations
of cougars who knew this greatest
fear, were simply obliterated by the
sudden violence of his hunting-mad
ness. He had tasted this blood once,
and it could never be forgotten. The
flame leaped in his eyes. And th»n he
began the stalk.
A cougar, trying to creep sibntly
on Its game, does not move quickly. It
simply steals, as a serpent steals
through the grass. Whisperfoot stall- ed
for a period of five minutes, to learn
that the prey was farther away fr&ui
him at every step.
He trotted forward until he came
close, ard again he stalked. Again h°
found, after a few minutes of silen*
creeping through the thickets, that he
had lost distance. Evidently this
Fame did not feed slowly, like the
deer. It *vas to be a chase, then.
Again he trotted within one hundred
feet of the girl.
Three tiroes more he tried to stalk
before he ftnally gave it up altogether.
This game was like the porcupine—
limply to be chased down and taken.
And In the case of all animals that
hunt their game by overtaking it.
there was no longer any occasion for
going silently. The thing to do was to
come close and spring from the trail
behind.
Though the fear was mostly gone,
the cougar retained enough of that
lotion most wild animals ex­
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The Voice of the Pack
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hibit when hunting a new game so
that he didn't attempt to strike Snow
bird down at once. But as the chase
went on. his passion grew upon him.
Ever he crept nearer. And at last he
sprang full into the thickets beside
her.
At that Instant she had shot for the
first time. Because the light had left
his eyes before she could find aim.
both shots had been clean misses. And
terrible as the reports were, he was
too engrossed In the chase to be
frightened away by mere sound. This
was the cry the man-pack always
made—thes«»suddcn, startling sounds
in the silence. But he felt no pain.
He crouched a moment, shivering.
Thery he hounded on again.
The third shot was u iniss too: In
fact, there had been no chance for a
hit. A sound in the darkness is as
unreliable a target as can possibly be
imagined. And it didn't frighten hinr
as much as the others. He waited,
crouching, and the girl started on.
She was making other sounds now—
queer, whimpering sounds not greatly
different from the bleat that the fawn
utters when It dies. It was a fear
sound, and if there is one emotion
with which the wild beasts are ac
quainted, in all its phases, it is fear.
She was afraid of him, then, and that
meant he need no longer be in the
least afraid of her. His skin began to
twitch all over with that terrible mad
ness and passion of the flesh-hunters.
This game was like the deer, and
the thing to do was lie in wait. There
was only one trail. He wasn't afraid
of losing her in the darkness. She
was neither fleet iike the deer nor
courageous like Woof the bear. He
had only to wait and leap from the
darkness when she passed.
When Dan Failing, riding like mad
over the mountain trail, beard the
third shot from Snowbird's pistol, he
felt that one of the debts he owed had
come due at last. He seemed to know,
She Shot Twice.
as the darkness pressed around him.
that lie was to be tried in the tire. And
the horse staggered beneatli him as
he tried to hasten.
He showed no mercy to his mount.
Horse-flesh isn't made for carrying a
heavy man over such a trail as this,
and she was red-nostriled and lath
ered before half a mile had been cov
ered. He made her leap up the rocks,
and on fairly level stretches he loosed
the reins and lashed her into a gallop.
')nly a mountain horse could have
?tood that test. He gave no thought
to his own safety. His courage was
at the test, and no risk of his own
lit? must interfere with his attempt
to save Snowbird from the danger
tha' threatened her. He didn't know
when the horse would fall with him
and precipitate him down a precipice,
and he was perfectly aware that to
crast into a low-hanging limb of one
of the great trees beside the trail
would probably crush his skull. But
he took the chance. And before the
ride wAs done he found himself plead
ing with the horse, even as he lashed
her sides with his whip.
The lesser forest creatures sprang
from his trail and once the mare
leaped high to miss a dark shadow
•'hat crossed in front. As she caught
her stride, Dan heard a squeal and a
rattle of quills that identified the crea
ture as a porcupine.
By now he had passed the first of
the worst grades, coming out upon a
long, easy slope of open forest. Again
he urged his horse. I ving to her
keen senses alone the chosing of the
path between t'*e great tree trunks.
Then he heard Snowbird fire for the
fourth time: and he knew that he had
almost overtaken her. The report
seemed to smash the air. And he
lashed his horse Into the fastest rus
Copyright. 1920.
He
—i imnii
by
Little. Brown Ca
she knew—a wild, sobbinf figure la
the darkness.
"She's only got one shot more," ht
said. He knew how many bullets her
pistol carried and the danger—what
ever it was—must be just at hand. Un
derbrush cracked beneath him. And
then the horse drew up with a jerk
that almost hurled him from the sad*
die.
lushed
at her in vain. She was
not afraid in the darkness and the
rocks of the trail, but some Terror in
the woods in front had in an instant
broken his control over her. She
reared, snorting then danced In an
impotent circle. Meanwhile, precious
seconds were fleeing.
He understood now. The horse
stood still, shivering beneath him, hut
would not advance a step. The silence
deepened. Somewhere in the dark
ness before him a great condor was
waiting by the trail, and Snowbird,
hoping for the moment that It had
given up the chase, was hastening
through the shadows squarely into its
ambush.
Whisperfoot crouched lower: and
again his long serpent of a fall began
the little vertical motion that always
precedes his leap. He had not forgot
ten the wild rapture of that moment
he hnd inadvertently sprung on l.andy
Hildreth—or how. after his terror had
died, he had come creeping back. He
hunted his oKvn way, waiting on the
trail and his madness was at its
height. He was not just Whisperfoot
the coward, that runs at the shadow
of a tall form In the thickets. The
consummation was complete, and that
single experience of a month before
had mnde of him a hunter of men.
Ills muscles set for the leap.
So intent was he that his keen
senses didn't detect the fact that
there was a curious echo to the girl's
footsteps. Dan Failing had slipped
down from his terrified horse and was
running up tlie trail behind her, pray
ing th it he could he in time.
Snowbird heard the pat, pat of his
feet hut at first she did not dare to
hope that aid had come te her. She
had thought of Dan as on the far
away marshes and her father, the
only other living occypant of this part
of thi» Divide, might evee row be ly
ing dead in his house. In her terror,
she had lost all power of interpreta
tion of events. The sound might be
the cougar's mate, or even the wolf
pack, jealous of his game. Sobbing,
she hurried on Into Whisperfoot's am
bush.
Then she heard a voice, and It seem
ed to he calling to her. "Snowbird—
I'm coming, Snowbird." ft man's strong
voice was shouting. She whirled with
a sob of thankfulness.
At that instant the cougar sprang.
Terrified though she was. Snow
bird's reflexes had kept su*e and true.
Even 8s the great cat leaped, a long,
lithe shadow eut of the shadow, her
linger pressed hack against the trigcer
of her pistol. She had been carry
ing her gun in 'ront of her. and she
fired
11.
this last time, with no con­
scious effort. It was just a last In
stinctive effort to defend herself.
One other element affected the is
sue. She had whirled to answer Dan's
cry just as the cougar left the ground.
But she bad still been in range. The
only effect was to lessen, in some de
gree, the accuracy of the spring. The
bullet caught the beast in mid-air
but even if it had reached its heart,
the momentum of the attack was too
great to be completely overcome.
Snowbird only knew that some vast,
resistless power had struck her, and
that the darkness seemed to roar and
explode about her.
Hurled to her face in the trail, she
did not see the cougar sprawl on the
earth beside her. The flame in the
lantern almost flicked out as it fell
from her hand, then flashed up and
down, from the deepest gloom to a i
vivid glare with something of the ef
fect of lightning flickering in the sky.
Nor did she hear the first frenzied
thrashing of the wounded tnl'i'al.
Kindly unconsciousness had fallen, ob
scuring this and also the sight of the
great cat, in the agony of its wound,
creeping with broken shoulder and
bared claws across the pine needles
toward tier defenseless body.
(TO BK CONTINUED.)
Correct Way to Receive Burglar.
The old plan of offering a burglar a
cigarette and asking him to take a
chair while you telephone to the po
lice is not now so successful as in the
past. The best' plan Is to tackle the
fellow right away. For this purpose
you should step hehind him. take hold
of his coat and force it over his face.
Then tie his left arm to his right leg
across the back. Properly carried out,
this method rarely fails.—London
Pnnch.
The Astrolonee In China.
From the earliest times astrology
has been one of the arts surrounded
by mystery. But in China it Is a
very perilous profession. When a so^
called prophet predicts an event which
does not occur, he loses his heiid
Many a man has risked ac
wife In order to acquire
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SOLS EVDIYWHEItC
CARTER'S!
ITTLE
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What Detained Him,
"Thought you were going out to be
shaved?" said the boss.
"Yes. sir. I've been shaved," replied
the meek clerk.
"But you've been gone an hour?"
"Yes, sir."
"Take an hour to shave you?"
"Oh, no, sir but I had to wait 111
the barber finished his story, sir."
Handy tin boxea of 12
"IT SAVED MY LIFE"
TIm
tablets
Six-year-old lJessie, returning from
church and eager to tell tiie news,
said, "Oil, mother, we have a new
i error in the choir."—Boston Tran
script.
Your
New
Home
should be made
artistic, sanitary
and livable*
FMliag Trihrft «i a Wtaai to
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km noi
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t«u tM
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IcMMiMi ttkUiPtHn-M, bat aat oath* road to r—oiaii
mw. loaaaottteak yv« toaaaek."
Maa. CauiM AnriNL
M. W. D. 2«. 7, Ltfiaan, ladlaaa,
A letter Hba this brtnea hop* and the promiaa of health
ts trtry aide and Buffering voaoaa. Perhapa jro« knew
*bat it maaaa to have yaur daily dutlaa Hilary, araiy
movement an effort, atomach deranged, paina la tha bead,
back and loina moat of tha tima, nento raw and quiver
ing—not a moment day or night fraa from auffaring.
Do aa Mra. Anapaugh did. Taka Pawn DaalvsM
bat atart right sway.
What to Do for
SICK HEADACHE
Take a good dose of Carter's Little Liver
Pills—then take 2 or 3 for a few nights after.
A few doses restore your organs to •their
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They regulate the Bowels and prevent Constipation.
S«s
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Warning? Unless you see the name "Bayer" on tablet^
you are not getting genuine Aspirin prescribed by
physicians for 21 years and proved safe by millions.
Accept only an "unbroken package" of "Bayer Tablets of
Aspirin," which contains proper directions for Colds, Headache,
Pain, Toothache, Neuralgia, Rheumatism, Neuritis, Lumbago.
Pill s«u
d.„ s«ji
A Nightmare.
"I dreamed lasr night," sajid the land
lord, "that 1 owned the earth."
"That must have been a pleasant
dream."
1
"Quite the contrary. People were
all the time moving out. and as for my
rule against taking in babies, it
wouldn't work at all."—Boston Trana
script.
coet but few oenta—Larger package*.
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throughout be a complete perfect harmony in colors.
The walls of the old home, whether mansion or cottage, can be
made just as attractive, just as sanitary, through the intelligent use of
Instead of kalsomine or wallpaper
How much better, when you have a new home, to start right than to have
to correct errors afterward from former treatment with other materials, when
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Once your walls are Alabastined you can use any material over it should you
desire, but having used Alabastine you will have no desire for any other treatment.
Alabastine is so easy to mix and apply so lasting in its results so abso
lutely sanitary and so generally recognized as the proper decorative material la
a class by itself that it is becoming difficult to manufacture fast enough to supply
the demand.
Alabastine is a dry powder, put up in*five-pound packages, white and beat*
tiful tints, ready to mix and use by the addition of cold water, and with hall direc*
tions on each package. Every package of gtnuiHt
Alabajttnt has cross and circle printed In red.
Better write us for hand-made color de
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Money talks—and it's usually 111
hurry to say good-by.
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