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TOPEKA STATE JOURNAL, SATURDAY EVENING. JUNE 13, 1903. Was driven desperate quite. isinsuuuuzimiuinsinsu ' ' - f ;1 S Ei - f II. V , . . - - I 3 V5 rtiri b II LCQSE-WILES CRACKER & CANDY CO.. l rb 1 Kansas City, Mo. I S fflf i i.-- uc When Solomon's babies cut their teeth They howled and yowled all night, K Till nlnmnn w hn fain wniiM sJppn. a s troubles to his officer Kins Solomon did te: Who with Takoma Biscuit Ail the children's grief quell. r in nn J w J Li L9 qi'IET 31 H. ISOWSEK. At Evening That Makes Sirs. Bowser Very Anxious. Whn Mr??. Bowser snt flown to hr prMiTiii rhf othor afrprnnon she lia!;'-r-v f - r --"1 t hat a n fxprfss -wasr- n w ould unlo;.l a flrp-psrapo or a patent nlh-y fr.jt at ti'-" done 1"- fore- tlie ninrt--r hour. n lfo res-irrl-l it as hierhly prnh aM" that a. njan miKht fnmp h 1- nir with j-i TT-u milrh enw nr a dzn h-ns pur rh i-. d by Mr. Howsrr rarlir in t ho (lav. Ni'thina: out of th1 upual routine took -. however, and she mad up h'T mind that ho would brinp hotn.' a Iwul. .f sprint: toidr or a pa in tins: nought at aiKtion. Sht was d isapj d : 1 1 d m tiis a ivll. U fni'-'dly -nt--iil th' h"iis, can-vine t;othinsr but his uiu biell i. Rnd 'havinar failed To banc: tho p j aft-r him in his usual vigorous FT vie. picious and jumped down, and Mrs. Kowser thought it over and mad1 up hr mind to try a heroio remedy. The pus lull had mme in that alterii'ton, and she took it off t he man t el and Paid : I "I don't see how this mines. Our ?as i bill for this month is ..." cents more than ; last. I tfcunk you oupht to investigate t it." "Oh. jfp prcV'ably re-rret," indifferently repli.-.fl .Mr. Howsor. tookia up. n a himdrd diff" rait occasion?, even whi-n ihe Pill was smaller, li.- had wavtd it a 1 if t a iid paraded around and t hr-a "ii- d to -siK' and 1m- jiuol cl.-:ir t" the court of last res) in . it lit mi t h is mr;i sion he would not c en lmk at the tttrures. There was one morn remcfly, and as nnn as she could control hrr ennU ieais Mrs. l-:u wsf-r t ri'i it . The r;u ie eoa i v a s oat, a nd s rne more must be - rrli'i a tid site so stat. d. -.oaI otit. rh?" ho rej-lifd. "Well. dear, you made it hist three days overtime, and you'd bottt-r t h-phone the nrst thine; in the morning." "Hut do u think that last ton was as jit IN OjNST'LTATIOX WITH THE FAMILY DOCTOR. "Ann'! you feolirff as wdl this v-niat; as usual?" she queried, as she m-T hnn in the hall and noticed that he nunc up his hat. instead of dropping it on the t',.,or. "N-vr r bettr-r." replied Mr. Bowser, "and T am ready for dinner." "I must Ted you," she said, as she fol lowed hhu To the dininq- room, "that r.ur cook has pone. She walked off this noon, and I haven't jot mueh of a din ner for you." "That's, all rlsrbt. and you needn't -worry ." hp eood-nat ured.iy replied. "I didn't i marine she -. oiild stay Ions, h i d ca n - a s i y t a not her." Mr?. 1 low ser ha rl pec td th ? usual Jerture hen a jrirl quit all her fault v ant of system-put too much work on th hlp-nad no re.il inter' st in their velfare- and she look'd at Mr. T'owser in a st onisnmep, r. H hailn't an'thr word to say. nor did he utter a single f n-pWunt about t lie f- d. He spoke f t he "anal Trea ty and Hi "?f-v'!l's rhan(-s of re ni"'U u na t ion, and w hen din ner was nvt he fjuietly observed: "As the Kirl has one, I will help you 3o the work." "Pa it you needn't, do that. T ran manage eveVyt bins whil- yoti snv ke a n d read. " ?e took off hi roat and helped to cVar the table, and when that had been arconulished lie took his stand at the F'uk a nd washed the dishes for her to iry. His action brought tears to her ryr-s. but They we're banished a train by the thou-lu that Mr. How ser must have 1"M his xnir d since breakfast. It wax yars sinee lie had been so uub t. .Never ju all his tr-nrried life bad he had a dish t lot h in bis hand. She had read ami .prd of people's minds becoming Viark-. and as a t st she softly asked: "fiin y.iu rernmuhfr all tliat happened to you today?" rtainly." he replied, with a smile., fs h" fudshed the last dish. . "And did you mi - t vith any accident CT h-ar any bad news?" "No: v. i r ir at all. d--a r. N(w we a re florae ril have a smoke." j When he had taken a sent in the rock- ) !'-ie; chair in the sitTincr room, the family at liped upon his knee for the hrst time in two years, and To her sreat sur have been g-ettinp?" 3IK. DASSIAGTOrS VISITOR Outsi.lP in the Templp the aftornoon sun was stiinina prsiyly. briehtpniiiR with its Riilri the Krim, timo-darkoned houses. Hut the ht'ert'ul rays did not penetrate within a rtrtain room on the second floor of a house that looked even more somber than those adjacent. What Rphi there was came thrmijrh the win dow as if reluctantly, and dimly showed a figure bent over desk ensjrosed in v o: U. It one could have peeped in at that toon'; ;lI the same hour on any day or the year one would have seen the same stiH tisuie at the same occupation; ex c -ot durinsr the vacations, when Rich ard fassinton left work and th- Temple behind for a time and sought some pl.-toe where the air was fresher and sweeter. already to be claiming admittance to his heart. With quick, accustomed hands he took from the cupboard two odd cups and saucers, a milk Jus:, susar and plates, and bread and butter. He had learned how to make his own tea in days when to ko to) outside tea shops was a luxury beyond his means, and the habit had clung- to him. There was a gras ring in the room, and having placed upon it a kettle that had originally been polished brass, he busied himself, much to the child's amusement, in preparing the tea. She insisted upon helping him, and, removing her fleecy cloak, she began to make herself useful in a manner that betrayed early developed housewifely in stincts. It brought him a strange pleasure to see how much at home she was, to fol low the beautifully dressed little figure as it moved about with dancing eyes and a gay song on its lips. "Do you always have tea alone?" she asked, setting the cups, and ignoring their cracked and assorted condition. "Always." "And aren't you vewy lonely?" She forgot her occupation and. coming across to him, put her soft, childish hands in his, and looked up with an ex pression that was wistful and filled with an understanding and sympathy be yond her years. "Sometimes, little lady," he said, with a short sigh. "But you know we dull, middle aged fogies have our day dreams like other folks." "What are day dreams?" "Well, for instance, I might Imagine one day that I did not live here, but somewhere quite different, in the coun try, perhaps, and that I had a little girl, like you, to talk to and love, and work for, and that she was merry, just as you are, and made the world seem bright, even when the sun was not shin ing. And then, maybe, when I can al most fancy this to be true I wake and find it was. only a dream." "Is that a day-dream?" she asked. "I has them," she went on, reflectively, "hut but they are different; all about fairies and gweat, big 'nchanted castles and forests where there are twees of real silver and gold, and a good fairy, and a bad fairy who wants to turn a little girl into a nasty toad. Would you wenlly like to have a little girl like me?" she broke off. abruptly. A gentleness came over the man's somewhat stern face, touching it into kindliness and softness. "Yes. little lady," he said. "And now the kettle is becoming angry with us." She laughed at the fancy, as he turn ed to the hissing kettle, which was in dignantly rattling its lid to call their attention to its important self. Turning to the cupboard again, he saw that it contained nothing to tempt a child's dainty appetite. Children liked sweet, jammy things, he remembered, and he rang loudly at the bell. After a lengthy interval the individ ual who followed the mysterious oeeu- he was a farno ? K. '. e should leave W " , '' f her anpear the chambers he had first come to when with husky apologies, and was a struggling junior, and find a more dispatched to .the nearest tea shop for a lm:.osin- suite of rooms. Hut he dun goodly assortment of sweetmeats, to the old ones with an affection that He then gae his attention to the child was more the outcome of long assooia - ! nn' e more, poured out the tea, sugared tion than of anv actual beautv or con-i it to suit her taste, milked it according vomenee thov nussessert. lor tney weri'' juupiuL-in, nej ivx nun .'if.-' r : .-.1 V-'r-. ' ". v'. Mi? r'irtr;-;! lift - V I V:- v i. -m if Delicately formed and gently reared, women will find, in all the seasons of their lives, as maidens. wives, or motti ers, that the one simple, wholesome remedy which acts gently and pleasantly and naturally, and which may be used with truly beneficial effects, under any conditions, when the system needs a laxative, is Syrup of Figs. It is well known to be a simple combination of the laxative and carminative principles of plants with pleasant, aro matic liquids, which are agreeable and refreshing to the taste and acceptable to the system when its gentle cleansing is desired. Many of the ills from which women suffer are of a tran sient nature and do not come from any organic trouble and it is pleasant to know that they yield so promptly to the beneficial effects of Syrup of Figs, but when anything more than a laxative is needed it is best to consult the family physician and to avoid the old-time cathartics and loudly advertised nostrums of the present day. When one needs only to remove the strain, the torpor, the con gestion, or similar ills, which attend upon a constipated condition of the system, use the true and gentle remedy Syrup of Figs and enjoy freedom from the depression, the aches and pains, colds and headaches, which are due to inactivity of the bowels. Only those who buy the genuine Syrup of Figs can hope to get its beneficial effects and as a guarantee of the ex cellence of the remedy the full name of the company . California Fig Syrup Co. is printed on the front of every package and without it any preparation offered as Syrup of Figs is fraudulent and should be declined. To those who know the quality of this excellent laxative, the offer of any substitute, when Syrup of Figs is called for, is always rssented by a transfer of patronage to. some first-class drug establishment, where they do not recommend, nor sell false brands, nor imitation remedies. The genuine article may be bought of all reliable druggists everywhere at 50 cents per bottle. v 1 ,1 v i it ' 4 & .V: .... w'JiiJ- -r; V - good as "Fnilv it her the gas nor The coal question could start him. and Mrs. fowsr inad'-n- t a ! 1 v rtieri t ioned I h;i t i he h;i em on t 1 iel 1 was out o order, th back door ne-d'd ' aloud tlxiner and the .eys in the street had throw n a stone and cracked a pane of glass in onn of the upper windows. Mr. Jiowser made J?o reply lor three min iitt s. Then he yawned out : "Well, don't worry over These thinc. T didn't sleep vTv well last nit, and I gness I'll ro to bed." HE TOOK Tils! STAND AT THK SINK AND WAS11KD THE DISHES. Tie bade her pen, nisht and went up Stan's. 1-i e rninut' s later she was at the t. lejiione in consu'ttat ien wi;h the family doctcr, while the cat stood by with anx ious C-:untenanee, W hen she had related her fears and anx ieties over the wire the doctor sooihinclv rej.ljeij; I "Yes. it may at! be as you say, hut don't shabl.v and m an. and up two flights t stairs w hich clients grumbled at a good deal. Mr. Rassington had had a busy day. and returning a few minutes ago from the courts was anticipating a hasty tea. and after that a long evening devoiei to more work. Hut somehow h" could not this after, noon easily rivet his attention, as long habit had eiven him the power to do. on the work before him. There stareo j up at him 'torn tnose dry, rusums papnrs, an if dr.awn upon them by in visible fingers, a girl's fair face, wi'li gray, lauehitig eyes and a tangle ol wild, switt hair; in a word, a far fiom a past he had hoped was dead arm done with lonsr ago had come to haunt and disturb the present. He glanced up at the calendar above his Jek. It was her birthday, he re membered. He supposed it was that which had brought her so persistently to his mind today. He placed his peri down and half closed his eyes. Like dimly remembered music, her voice seemed to float, to hjm across the gulf of years. Why did the aehina memory of it come back to him now? she had lone" ago passed out of his life, and even though some of the bright ness of it hail stolen away with her, she had left him his work. "T have that." he murmured, half "it must suffice, now and al ways. et in mat moment tne weaii.-.! ami fame he had won seemed but a Dead Sea fruit, turning to ashes in hi mouth. He thought of certain thousands that lay snugly invested. Of what use wer they to buy back the past or give hiiti once more the chance to win the only woman he had ever cared or would evei care for? With a self-indulgence that was un usual to him he was still contemplating this dream-sweet face, with the laugh ing eyes and merry lips, when there came a rather imperious knock at his front door, and breaking from his rev erie he hastened to answer it. Standing outside was a vision :ri white. Xo figment of the brain tl-.i". but a vision of flesh and blood a child, a liltle girl with grave, inquiring glance and pretty face flushed with excite ment "I told you T should come to see yon, Mr. Rassington." she said to t lie aston- irViilo tlo l-ii, n,i, etc ,-nt,1,-v, tt-'o-I tUa delight. cakes, which might have tempted an anchorite. ; It was quite a merry tea table, and somehow the barrister felt years young er. The mantle of age which had fallen prema ttirelT upon him, as it does on most who have no love to sweeten their days and keep them youthful, slipped suddenly away. "It must be vewy nice to live here all j alone," said the child, during a pause in j her healthy attack upon the cakes. "No ! lessons, no horwid governess." "Rut I have my lessons, chied." he i said, whimsically. "We ail have all our lessons; those are mine," and he pointed to a pile of papers. "Are they difficult ones?" "Sometimes." he .said. thinking nf a ticklish case he ought at that moment to have enmeshed his intellect in. She seemed to ponder over this, and presently she slipped off her chair and climbed on to the barrister's knee. She looked into his eyes. They were somber enough usually, but just now they were lighted with a smile. "Do your lessons ever make you cwy, like mine do me?" "Not exactly that, my pretty one. Men don't cry; they mustn't, you know; all their crying is done inwardly. Do you understand?" She nodded a solemn head. "That's like what mummy does. She sits in her chair sometimes so quiet, and looks just like little girls do when they want to cwy and can't. I spect it's 'cos daddy's gone to heaven and isn't likely to come back, nurse says. Have you ever been to Heaven, and is it far away??" "No; I have never been, dear: and it is so far away that when one goes there one never, never comes baek again." "I s'pose it's vewy boful, like fairy land." she remarked, thoughtfully. This reflection seemed to give birth to a new idea. "Tell me a fairy tale." she pleaded. "I am so fond of fairy tales." The barrister looked at the flushed, tender face and cudgeled his brains. The law's grave study does not much lend itself to the cultivation of the fancy, and he lacked the gift of fiction. Then there came to him a, way out of il ' ",mU: "I":-; the difficulty. He would relate to her her back to the hotel, and told her t-. r rise );e did not at once try to break her ! k. ( 'n th1 contrary, her spinal col- ho alarmed about it a n . . , . . , . . ' antiques at auction and i: vmn was rtibhed m a way to bring out i ,.,k; anll it ,,, ,,e ,!,.' J purrs and h even extended the nib ble.,- to hn- tail. "Ycii haven't Rot a telegram that reeTh -r's dead, have you?" asked Mrs. I;. -.wiser, as she became nervous over the :'t.. .n. "No dear. I should be very sorry if 1 had ' "And is business good?" "Never better." "And and you haven't seen a doctor who t-M you that you had heart dis ease and was liable to drop dead at any moment ?" "No. nothing of the kind. I think my heart is all right." The cat ami Mrs. Rowser exchanged looks, but they could net make it out. The newspaper was full of things to be discusser or disputed, but Mr. Rowser wasn't saying a word. His cigar was a bad one, but he didn't utter one single threat against the seller. There was a bole in the heel of one of his socks, hut he wasn't claiming to be a martyr and on his way to the poor house. The cat thought "it over and grew sus- wiil no baying or Cimin ioi (Copyright, 1 it is simnlv wil; lotion, lie is taking a rest 'aim it auction and oiks tor winter ivs b fi .re he a t. arret ot fire preot paint coal in the bark yard. . by ('. R. l.ewis.i She Knew It. Jours waltzed out of the bath room in a is and pm-piine- fury. "Some i.iiot "il usin my razor," he h-iwicd. She "1 His who ETore,. has 1 "1 iii.tw it." rrsT).-n.lifl Mis. Jon hvoked Jones riht square in the eyt kiaov it," she reorat.-d. "Who wa.s il'.'" denianderl .Tones, voire shock wi:h emotion. "1 say, was it?" He rianred acain. "John li'-nry," remarked his wife, passionately. "I'll have you know nobody tis.-M that razor but yourself. t thf the cord of his bath robe trailed behind mm come back for me in an hour's tim?. I said I was going to have tea with yov.." She had crossed the threshold, and, following the bewildered lawyer, she stopped short in the middle of the room and looked at him with candid blue eyes. "I'm afwaid." she said, pronouncing her words with delicate precision, "that you are not vewy pleased to see me, Mr. Rassington. I believe." she a.dded. with dreadful solemnity, "that you've forgot all about askinT me;" Rut this terrible indictment Richard Rassington hastened to deny. He re membered meeting the child a week as?o fit a friend's house where a juvenile party was in progress. He did not know h"r nam", hut he had been attracted by her quaintness. After the manner of children she had asked him a number of questions, where be lived, and whether she might come to see him. with a grave seriousness that was natural to her, and he had replied in the same strain that upon any afternoon he would be pre pared to receive her. "Why should you not think I am pleased at your visit?" he asked, a little awkwardly" He was unused to children and not at ease with them. "When I go to my fwiends they al ways kiss me," was her indirect an- "Oh, I see," be replied, with a laugh. "Well, that is an omission soon rem edied," and catching the child up in his strong arms he kissed the sweet baby something of his own life in the guise of a fairy tale. With a preliminary cough he com menced. "Once upon a time," he said, and bis listener's eyes grew wide with 'theve was let me see a wood man's son. The fairies had not been in vited to his christening, so that there were no good gifts to help him in life; he had to fight his own way unassisted. "His father and mother were not kind to him they had so many chil dren and they were very poor and his life would have been altogether very sad but for a littl playmate he had. of whom he was very fond. "She was a little, fair-haired girl, very much like you. She was pretty and gay. and he was so very fond of hr that he never dared to tell her of his fondness. "But he used to have a dream one of those day-dreams that told you of that one day he would go out into the big world and win a great fortune, with which he would go to certain miserly fairies and buy from them a handsome palace, to which he would bring this little girl, and live with her there for evermore. "But one day. while h was still waiting for this di?am to come true, still believing and hoping in it. there carne the son of a rich king. who. see ing this little girl, fell at once in love with her, and took her away with him to a real palace, not one that was form ed of dreams and the woodman's son never saw her attain." They were interrupted at this point by a hasty rap at the outside door, which, was divided from the sitting room hvwn apology for a passage. Placing tlie child down. Rassington went to open it. in a kind of dream, and to complete the dream there when he opened the door was the ghost of the past that had peered up at him from his papers. She was a little older, a little graver, but it was still the sweet est face he had ever seen. She flushed uncomfortably when she caught si;rht of him. "I returned unexpectedly to town this afternoon." she said, "to find that my little girl had gone off to pay a call upon a mysterious gentleman." "Your little girl! I did not know!" "Nor ti'.at it was you she had come to annoy." Seeing her mother, the child came for ward and rapturously greeted her. and commenced a confused account of the fairy tale the Hitter's advent had inter rupted. ""Won't you have some tea?" he said, confusedly. He could hardly believe that the woman he had never ceased to love through all the years was here be fore him. "My littl"Isobel has wearied you quite long enough, I am sure," she murmur ed. Rut the child had heard the invita tion, and pleaded in a breathless fash ion for her to stay. Mrs. Courtenay consented, and in re sponse to her puzzled glance Richard, not without hesitation, explained how lied had been entertaining Isobel. He would have liked to get out of going on with the story. It was an embarrass ing position, but the child would not hear of it. While he was making fresh tea for the last arrival, Isobel was giving her mother a summary of what had gone before, and Mr. Bassington's embar rassment was added to when he saw by the sudden flush which stained the fair white face that she recognized the char acters in his little story. But he was bound to finish it, though in a rathW halting fashion, it was true, and when he reached the end, which was very shortly, the child insisted upon hearing her mother's opinion. She was silent for a few moments. "I think," she said at last and she looked at 'the barrister with the half mocking expression which made the years that separated past from present ieem but as one day, he remembered it so well "I think that the woodman s son ousrht to have spoken and have told the girl about his dreams of the future. She she might have waited for him if hr mother had let her. Now. Isobel we must, really go." she finished, rising to her feet. "Thank Mr. Rassing ton for your pleasant hour and and for his fairy tale." Somewhat reluctantly Isobel obeyed. Mrs. Courtenay held out her hand. "Good-bye." she said. A thrill passed through Richard Rassington as he clasned it. "Are you staying long in town?" he asked. "No; we return home tomorrow after noon." "May T ctll to say farewell?" She paused for a moment, under standing what he meant by the simple question. tndeed. now was no time fo further misunderstanding, there had been too much of that in the past; since she had heard the finish to the fairy tale she saw things with clearer eyes. "If you care to yes," was her reply, Douglas Alexander, in Tit-Bits. LAW AND SENTIMENT. City Ticket Office. Union Railroad. 525 Kansas avenue. Padflo Experience the Basis of Statute Mak ing and Court Interpretation. "The life of the law," says Mr. Justice Oliver Wendell Holmes, "has not bem logic. It has been experience." Its. foundation on experience is what has made the common law. under, which English speaking nations live, so ade quate to the needs of a free people. At first the laws were only the local cus toms. Time gave them form and force. As centuries passed, so many precedents became established that most human concerns were covered by them, and law became mainly the adaptation of old principles to new cases. The Amer ican colonists brought this body of com mon law with them, but local ideas af fected it. and the various state courts have created doctrines unknown In Kng land, to say nothing of statute laws. We are just now entering a position where public opinion seems to bear more directly upon legal decisions than it ever has done since those early days when public opinion actually made the com mon law. The theory of jurists is that the legislature is the proper department for legal changes which are demanded by public opinion. Often, however, the courts declare that statutes are uncon stitutional. Amendments, and even stat utes, are with difficulty applied to the shades of new conditions and the pub lic's wishes. Every popular whim should not be put into effect, and our constitu tion was so constructed as to make the people think well before abandoning an old principle for a new. But fundament al and lasting changes of opinion must, in one way or the other, affect the law. They affect statutes obviously, but they also affect the spirit of supreme courts. In the great settlement of human rights which we are now facing, in the qUP?. tions of capital and labor, black face and white face, American citizen and sub ject colony, the courts may hold pub lic opinion in check, but they will also be guided by ft. The new member of th supreme court. Judge Holmes, fits aptly into this situation; for probably nr. stronger and more practical philosopher has been upon that bench since the death of Chief Justice Marshall. Col lier's Weekly. "Hnw is your daughter getting on will her music?" "Splendidly." answered Mrs. Oumre-x "She can go to a classical concert and e exactly where to applaud without watch ing the rest of the audience." Washingto Star. lips. That seemed effectually to break the ice between them, and in a fewT mo llis- I ments the little girl was explaining how that. ' she had obtained permission from her nnt o In, tv careless of children anri r jones: now- lie sneaRen hack irto i wnoie brains were woolly in the after bathroom! And how rlisconsola t-1 '.' i , ,,t ;th r,'o, o00 Mr. Rassington It is a terril.l wife. New Yer! thing to have Sun. a clever "You are an false as " "Be careful what you say terrupted. "Remember I am a ladv "False as war." he continued, com pleting the simile. Life. Standing alone as he did in the world. w-ith no tie. no one to love or care for" him in return, with nothing to live for j hut incessant work, in which he found she in- j his only dreary pleasure. Richard Bas- stngton was almost surprised to find that he was still human, and that this, dear child with her pretty ways seenaea I cannot praire Wine cf Carrtui too tnurh. ISfl V staff, Strpt Chiraen. 111.. Nov. 5th. It rl'd mnr. for m than Hv doctors and hunrlr-fis or d.TilarH worth of l naa lanins or inn womo, in- Tnelloines 1 ' nrV. suffer tnibiv. At u'mes my hack ached so I would cry with pain I was namni.4i.iuii. juu '"J.".' i.; i,h ni,. Ho ,-,n mv f4r a fw bnnr a nv whfn I f p t bpflr. Mv men- oak that I m -lui tppmfd to have le;t my nonv, i iit u. uj'-ib " "z-: J j rdmd nV "nd niht aftef nisht I lay awake in Pain. Reariing m i i.t.iii ,Biiaii me to rrv nine oi i.ttiuiii. iiuu uri ne m- y S. A;,'. w. ftnind I felt bettor. New Ilia and courage were soon infixed, and I wyan i ,f,.r that flnrl within three months more I was in Pfrt health . the effects of Wine of Cardui and glmdly do X perience. am so tlea&e.l with writ you o my ex- a Recorder Order of the Eastern Star. By perfectly regulating the menstrual flow "Wine of Cardui makes thousands of cures that no other treatment in the world can make. The most obstinate cases of bearing-down , pains yield to Wine of Cardui. Women who take this medicine don't have days of agony every month. We ask you to try Miss Ferguson's experiment with Wine of Car dui. If you are suffering and see no relief ahead of you, take Wine of Cardui. . . , t-v Isn't Wine of Cardui worth a simple trial after all Miss Ferguson has said about it? . All druggists sell $1.00 bottles of Wine of Cardui. If vou think you need advice, address, giving symptoms, "The La- Advisory De- dies' partment," The Chat tanooga Medicine Co., Chattanooga, 1 enn. ' - v. JESSIE FERGUSON. Recorder Order of the Eastern Star.