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THE EVIL SHEPHERD
By
L PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM
C-frrjjhr k r Uta», Sr—» «4 CnfM?
CHAPTER XIV.—Continued.
—11—
"Surely dinner can't be served al
ready!" she exclaimed. "Come In."
Very much to their surprise, It was
Sir Timothy himself who entered. He
was In evening dress and wearing
several ordera, one of which Francis
noted with surprise.
"My apologies," he said. "Hedges
told me that there were cocktails
here, and as I am on my way to a
rather weary dinner, 1 thought I might
inflict myself upon you for a mo
ment."
Margaret rose at once to her feet.
"I am a shocking hostess." she de
clared. "Hedges brought the things
In twenty minâtes ago."
She took np the silver receptacle,
shook it vigorously and filled three
glasses. Sir Timothy accepted his and
bowed to them both.
"My -best wisnes," he said. "Real
ly, when one comes to think of It.
however mach It may be against my
Inclination* I scarcely see how I shall
be able to withhold my consent. I
believe that you both have at heart
the flair for domesticity. This llttlr
picture, and the thought of your tete
a-tete dinner, almost touches me."
"Don't make fun of us, father,"
Margaret begged. "Tell us where you
are going in all that splendor?"
Sir Timothy shrugged his shoulders.
"A month or so ago," he explained.
"I was chosen to Induct a scion of
royalty Into the understanding of
fighting as it is indulged In at the Na
tional Sporting club. This, I suppose,
is my reward—an Invitation to some
thing in the nature of a state dinner,
which, to tell you the truth, I had for
gotten until my secretary pointed It
out to me this afternoon,
grave fears of being bored or of mis
behaving myself. I have, as Ledsam
here knows, a distressing habit of
truthfulness, especially to hew ac
quaintances. However, we must hope
for the best. By-the-bye, Ledsam, In
case yon should have forgotten, I have
spoken to Hedges about the "90
Cllquot."
"Shall we see you here later?" Mar
garet asked, after Francis had mur
mured his thanks.
"I shall probably return direct to
Patch End," Sir Timothy replied.
"There are various little matters down
there which are interesting me Just
now—preparations for my party. Au
revoir! A floJHous cocktail, hut I am
Inclined to resent the Angostura."
lie sauntered out, after a glance at
tne clock. They heard his footsteps
»» he descended the stairs.
"Tell roe, what manner of a man Is
I have
your father?" Francis asked Impul
sively. , ___.
5m - his daughter and I do not
know," Margaret answered. "Before
be caracu J was going to speak to you
of a strange misunderstanding which
has existed between us and which has
Just been removed. Now I have a
fancy to leave It until later. You will
not mind?"
"When you choose." Francis assent
ed. "Nothing will make any differ
ence. We are past the days when fa
there count seriously In the things
that exist between two people like
you and me. who have felt life. What
ever your father may be, whatever he
may turn out to be, yon are the wom
an I love—you are the woman who Is
^olng to be my wife."
She leaned towards him for a mo
vent.
"You have an amazing gift." she
whispered, "of saying Just the thing
one loves to hear In the way that con
vinces." _
Dinner was served to them In the
smaller of the fwo dining-rooms, an
exquisite meal, made more wonderful
■till by the wine, which Hedges him
self dispensed with Jealous care. The
presence of servants, with Its restrain
ing Influence upon conversation, was
not altogether unwelcome to Francis.
He and Margaret had had so little op
portunity for general conversation
that to discuss other than personal
subjects In this pleasant, leisurely
way had Its Charm. They spoke of
music, of which she knew far more
than he; of foreign travel, where they
met on common ground, for each had
only the tourist's knowledge of Eu
rope. and each was anxious for a more
Individual acquaintance with It She
had tastes In books which delighted
him, a knowledge of games which
promised a common resource. It was
only whilst they were talking that be
realized with a shock bow young she
was, how few the yean that lay be
tween her serene school days and the
tempestuous years of her married life.
Her school days In Naples were most
redolent of delightful memories. She
broke off once or twice Into the lan
guage. sad he listened with delight to
her soft accent Finally the time
came when dessert was set upon tha
table. . — —
"I have ordered coffee up in tbe Ht
tie sitting room again." she said a lit
tie thiiy. "Do you mind, or would
you rather have it here?"
"1 much prefer It there," he
They oat before
elm trees tn
looking out upon
the htHigh* of which town sparrow»
_, • wittered, and with • background of
roofs and chimneys. Margaret's coffee
was nntasted, even her cigarette lay
unlit by her side. There was a touch
of the old horror upon her face. The
fingers which he drew Into his were as.
cold as ice.
"You muât have wondered some
times," she began, "why I ever mar
ried Oliver Hllditch."
"You were very young," he remind
ed her. with a little shiver, "and very
Inexperienced. I suppose he appealed
to you In some way or another."
"It wasn't that," she replied; "lie
came to visit me at Eastbourne, and
he certainly knew all the tricks of
making himself attractive and agree
able. But he never won my heart—
he never even seriously took my fancy.
I married him because I believed that
by doing ao I was obeying my father's
wishes."
"Where was your father at the
time, then?" Francis asked.
"In South America. Oliver Hllditch
was nothing more than a discharged
employee of his, discharged for dis
honesty. He had to leave South Amer
ica within a week to escape prosecu
tion. and on the way to Europe hé
concocted the plot which very nearly
ruined my life. He forged a letter
from my father, begging me. If 1 found
It In any way possible, to listen to Oli
ver Hlldltch's proposals, and hinting
guardedly at a very serious financial
crisis which it was in his paver to
avert. Il never occurred to me or to
my chaperon to question his bona fldes.
He had lived under the same roof as
my father, and knew all the Intimate
details of his life. He was very clever
and I suppose I was s fool. 1 remem
ber thinking I was doing quite a heroic
action when I went to the registrar
with him. What It led to you know."
There was a moment's throbbing
silence. Francis, notwithstanding hip
deep pity, was conscious of"an over
whelming sensation of'relief. She had
never cared for Oliver Hllditch I She
had never pretended tot He put the
thought Into words.
"You never cared for him, then?"
"I tried to." she replied simply, "but
I found It Impossible. Within a week
of our marriage I hated him."
Francis leaned* back, his eyes half
closed. In his ears was. the sonorous
roar of Piccadilly, the hooting of mo
torcars. close at hand the rustling of
a faint wind In the elm trees. It was
a wonderful mpraent. The nightmare
with which he had grappled so fiercely,
which he had overthrown, but whose
ghost still sometimes walked by his
side, had lost Its chief and most
poignant terror. She had been tricked
Into the marriage. She had never
cared or pretended to care. The pri
mal horror of that Tragedy wnicn tie -
had figured so often to himself, seemed
to have departed with the thought. Its ?
shadow must always remain, but in
time his conscience would acquiesce
In the pronouncement of his reason. It
was the hand of Justice, not any hu
man hand, which bad slain Oliver Hll
ditch.
"Whnf dfd your father say when he
discovered the truth?" he asked.
"He dirt not know It until he came
to England on the day that Oliver Hll
ditch was acquitted. My husband
always pretended that he had a spe
cial mall bag going out to South Amer
ica, so he took away all the letters I
wrote to my father, and he took care
that I received none except one or two
which I know now are forgeries. He
had friends In South America himself
who helped him—one a typist In my
father's office, of whom I discovered
afterwards—but that really doesn't
matter. He was a wonderful master
of deceit"
Francis suddenly took her hands.
He bad an overwhelming desire to
escape from the miasma of those ugly
days, with thqjr train of attendant
thoughts and speculations.
"Let us talk about ourselves," he
i
I
Frauds said,
Sir Timothy smiled,
"I was fortunate to find that yon
whispered.
Presently they saw Sir Timothy's
Rolls-Royce glide up to the front door
below and Sir Timothy himself enter
the bouse, followed by another man
whose appearance was somehow fa
miliar.
There was a knock at the door.
Hedges made his diffident appearance.
"I beg your pardon, sir," he began,
addressing Francia "Sir Timothy has
been asking If you are still here. He
would be very glad If you could »pare
him a moment In the library."
Francis rose at once to hU feet
"I was Just leaving," he said. "I
will look in at the library/and see Sir
Timothy on my way, ont"
Slr Timothy was standing upon the
hearthrug at the very wonderful apart
ment which he called his library.
"Yon asked for roe. Sir Timothy,"
%o be present at this forthcoming
interview. Ton are to a certain extent
In the game» I thought It might emoee
you."
Francis for tbe first time was aware
that fata boat was not alone Tbe
.rou
room, with Its odd splashes of tight
was full of shadows, and he mw new
that In an easy -chair a tittle distance
away from Mr Tlasothy. a girt was
seated. Behind her, still standing,
with his hat In his hand, was a man.
Francis recognised them both with
surprise. .
''Miss Hyslop!" he exclaimed.
She nodded a little defiantly. Sir
Timothy smiled.
"Ah!" he said. "You know the
young Indy, without a doubt Mr.
Shopland, your coadjutor In various
works of philanthropy, you recognise,
as.
-
?
of course? 1 do not mind confessing
to you, Ledsam, that 1 am very much
afraid of Mr. Shopland. I anv not at
all sure that he has not a warrant for
my arrest In his pocket."
The detective came a little further
Info the light. He was attired In an
ill-fitting dinner suit, a soft-fronted
ehlrt of unpleasing design, a collar of
the wrong shape, and a badly arranged
He seemed, nevertheless, very
pleased with himself.
"I came on here. Mr. Ledsam, at Sir
Timothy's deal re," he said- "1 should
like you to understand," he added,
with a covert glance of warning, "that
I have been devoting every effort, dur
ing the last few days, to the discovery
of your friend's brother, Mr. Reginald
Wllmore."
"I am very glad to hear It." Francia
replied shortly. "The boy's brother
is one of my greatest friends."
1 have come to the conclusion." the
tie.
detective pronounced, "that the young
has been abducted, and Is being
man
detained «t The Walled House against
his will for some Illegal purpose."
"In other respects." Sir Timothy I
salrt, stretching out his hand toward
a cedar-wood box of cigarettes and se
lecting one, "this man seems quite
sane. I have watched him verv closely I
on the way here, but I could see no
- ' . , .t. nm t a*
signs of mental aberration. I do not
think, at any rate, that he la danger- {
ous."
"Sir Timothy," Shopland explained,
with some anger in his tone, "declines
to fake me seriously. I can of course I
apply for a search warrant, as 1 ahall
TJ
Cat Us Talk About Ourselves," Ha |
Whispered.
T
<
with, up to a certain point, without I
recourse to the extremities of the law.''
do, but It occurred to me to be one of
those cases which could be better dealt
rette, presented a wholly undisturbed |
Sir Timothy, who bad lit his clga
front.
"What I cannot quite understand,"
he said, "1« the exact meaning of that |
word 'abduction.' Why should I be
suspected of forcibly removing a harm- I
less and worthy yonng man from his |
regular avocation, an^, as yon term It,
abducting him, which I presume means |
keeplng him bound and gagged and Im
prisoned? . I do not eat young men.
I do not even care for the society of j
young men. I am not lîaturally a gre- |
garions person, but I think 1 would go '
so far,'' he added, with a bow joward j
Hiss Hyslop, "as to say that I prefer j
the society* of young women. Satisfy
"I work sometimes as a prlvateper
,*on. sir," be said, "but It Is not t5l>e
forgotten that I am an officer of the
law. It Is not for as to state motives
or even to afford explanations tar our
behavior. 1 have watched your
house at Hatch End. Sir Timothy, and
I have come to tbe conclusion that
you are wilting to discuss this
matter with roe la a different spirit, I
am Justified In asking tbe magistrate*
my curiosity, therefore, 1 beg of you. I
For what reason do yon suppose that
I have been concerned In the dlsnp
pearance of this Mr. Reginald Wll- |
Francis opened Ms lips, bot »hop- I
land, with a warning glance, Inter- |
veiled.
more?"
for a search warrant"
Mr Timothy Mgbed.
"Mr. Ledsam " he said. *1 think,
after all, that youra la the moat Inter
of this espionage business
irch tor motives. Is It
It la you who
not and paw them on to our more so
tic friend, who doe* the rent Msy
ti
I ask. hare you supplied the motive In
the present case?"
"1 have failed to discover any mo
tive at .all for Reginald WUmore'a dis
appearance," Francis admitted, "nor
have I at any time been able to con
nect you with It Mr. Shopland's ef
forts, however, although he has not
seen well to take me Into his entire
confidence, have my warmest approval
and sympathy. Although I have ac
cepted your very generous hospitality.
Sir Timothy. I think there has been no
misunderstanding between us on this
matter."
"Most correct," Sir Timothy mur
mured. 'The trouble seems to be, so
far as 1 am concerned, that no one will
tell me exactly of what I am suspect
ed? I am to give Mr. Shopland the
run of my house, or he will make his
appearance In the magistrate's court
and the evening papers will have pla
cards with marvelous headlines at my
expense. How will It run, Ur. Shop
land—
| " 'MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE
OF A YOUNG GENTLEMAN.
MILLIONAIRE'S HOUSE
TO BE SEARCHED.' "
.
I " We do not necessarily acquaint the
| P™ 8 ""«• procedure." Shopland
rejoined.
"Nevertheless." Sir Timothy con
, nu f d * 1 have known awkward con
I sequences arise from a search warrant
to ° r «*hly applied for or granted,
However, we are scarcely being polite.
s <> fnr - Miss Hyslop has had very little
I to
pocket, opened It and adjusted his eye
K | « ss -
"Here we are," he said.
| leaving my dinner-party tonight. I
called at the club and found this note.
The young lady was not altogether
at her ease.
"I have had very little to say," she
repeated, "because I did not expect an
audience." .
Sir Timothy drew a letter from hl»
"After
Quite an Inviting little affair, you see—
young lady's writing, faint hut very
delicate perfume, excellent stationery.
Mllan Court-the home of adven
tu res I"
Dear Sir Timothy Brest;
Although 1 am not known to you per
tonally, there la a certain matter con
fining which information has come
Into my poBMMlon. which I should llks
to ,jj gcu „ with you. Will you call and
see me as aoon aa possible?
Sincerely yours.
DAISY HYSLOP.
"On receipt of this note," Sir Tlra
I ofhy continued, folding It up, "I tele
phoned to the young lady, and as I
was fortunate enough to find her at
home I asked her to come here. I
then took the liberty of introducing
myself to Mr. Shopland, whose Interest
In my evening has been unvarying, and
whose uninvited company 1 have been
compelled to bear with, and suggested
that, as I was on my way back to Our
son street, he .had better come In and
have a drink and tell me what It was
all about. 1 arranged that he should
find Miss Hyslop here, and for a per
son of observation, which I flatter my
self to he. it was easy to discover the
interesting fact that Mr. Shopland and
Miss Daisy Hyslop were not strangers.
Now tell me. young lady," Sir Timothy
went on. Von arc. 1 ltd«- pinred my
Never
■elf entirely In your hands,
mind the presence Of these two gentle
men. Tell me exactly what you want
ed to say to me?''
"The mattyr Is of no great Impor
tance." Miss Hyslop declared, "In any
caee I should not discuss U before
these two gentlemen.
"Don't go for a moment, please,"
Sir Timothy begged, as she showed
signs of departure.
to make n suggestion to you, There
Is an Impression abroad that I was In
terested In the two young men. Victor
JUdlakc and Fairfax, and that I knew
something of their quarrel. You were
| an intimate friend of young Bldlake's
Listen. I want
and presumably In his confidence. It
occurs to me, therefore, that Mr. Shop
land might very well have visited you
in search of Information, linking me
I „p w j th t |, at unfortunate affair. Hence
your little note to roe."
Miss Hyslop rose to her feet. She
| ha<J the app earance of being very
angry indeed.
Do you mean to Insinuate—" she
| began,
I Timothy Interrupted sternly,
| deaJre t0 iUggegt this,
yonng j ndy whose manner of living, 1
| ^ther. Is to a certain extent precuri
hikeller source of profit to withhold
j Hny information you might have to
| g j„ # at t hc solicitation of a rich man,
' ,h an Kivi - n m- gmtia am! f«r
nothing to a detective. Now am I
right?"
"Madam, I Insinuate nothing." Sir
I only
You are a
It must have seemed to you» a
' 'iis.
Mias Hyslop turned towards the
door# ghe hud the air of a person who
had been entirely misunderstood.
-j WPOta you out of kindness. Sir
Timothy," she said In an aggrieved
manner. "I shall have nothing more
to My on tbe matter—to yon. at any
rate."
' Sir Timothy sighed.
"Yon see," he said, turning to the
others. "I have lost my chance of con
ciliating a witness. My check-book re
mains locked up and she has gone over
to your side."
A he turned around suddenly.
"You know that you made Bobby
Fairfax kill Victor I" Mis al most
»houted.
Sir Timothy smiled In triumph.
"My dear young lady," be begged,
"let na now be friends again. I de
sired to know your trump card. For
that reason I fear that I have been a
little brutal. No; please don't hurry
away'. Too have shot your bolt Al
ready Mr. Shopland I« turning the
thing over In hla mind. Wae I In, king
outside that night Mr. Shopland. to
guide that young man's flabby ana?
He scarcely seemed man enough fv.
a nnrderey, did he. when be sat qüak
Ing on that stool in Soto's bar whlla
Mr. l.edsam tortured hlm? I beg yon
again not to hurry, Miss Hyslop. At
any rate wait while my servants fetch
you a taxi. It was clouding over when
I cjime In. We mar even have a
thunderstorm."
"I want to get out of this house,"
Daisy Hyslop declared "1 think you
are all horrible. Mr. Ledsam did . be
have like a gentleman when be came
to see me, and Ur. Shopland asked
questions civilly. But you—" she
added, turning round to Sir Timothy.
"Hush, my dear," he Interrupted,
holding out his hand. "Don't abuse
me. I am not angry with you—not In
the least—and I am going to prove it.
I shall oppose any search warrant
which you might apply for, Mr. Shop
land, and I think I can oppose It with
success. But I Invite you two. Miss
Hyslop and Mr. Ledsam, to my party
on Thursday night. Once under my
roof you shall have carte blanche. Yob
can Vander where you please, knock
on the walls for secret biding places,
stamp upon the floor for oubliettes.
Upstairs or down, the cellars and the
lofts, the grounds and the park, the
whole of my domain la for you Tram
midnight on Thursday until four
o'clock. What do you say, Mr. Shop
land? Does my offer satisfy you?"
The detective hesitated.
"I should prefer an Invitation for
myself." he declared bluntly.
Sir Timothy shook his head.
"Alas, my dear Mr. Shopland." he
regretted, "that is Impossible! If 1
had only myself to consider I would
not hesitate. Personally I like you.
You amuse me more than anyone 1 I
have met for a long time. But unfor
Minutely I have my guests to consider!
You must be satisfied with Mr. Led- (
sam's report."
Shopland stroked his stubbly »mus
tache. It was obvious that he was not |
In the leaat disconcerted.
"There are three day» between now
and then," he reflected.
"During those three day«, of couree,"
Sir Timothy said dryly. "I ahall do my I
beat to obliterate all trace« of my va
rloua crimes. Still, you are a clever
detective, and you can give Mr. Led- |
sam a few hints. Taka my advice. I
You won't get that search warrant,
and If you apply for It none of you
will be at my party."
"I accept,'* Shopland decided.
Sir Timothy croased"the room, un
locked the drawer of a magnificent
writing-table, and from a little packet
drew out two card» of Invitation. They
were of smell .lee but thick, end the
color was a brilliant acarleL On one
he wrote the name of Francis, the
other he filled In for Mist Hyslop.
"Miss Daisy Hyslop.'' he said, "shall
we drink a glass of wine together on
Thursday evening, and will you decide
that although, perhaps, I am not a
very satisfactory correspondent, I can
at least be an amiable host?"
The girl'« eye« glistened. She knew
very 4*11 that the possession of that
card meant that for the next few day* i
she would be the envy of every one j
I
I
of her acquaintances.
"Thank you. Sir Timothy," she re
plied eagerly. "Ton have quite mis
u n d er stood m e. faut 1 should like to
come to your party."
Sir Timothy handed over the cards.
He rang for a servant and bowed the
others, out. Francis he detained for a
moinent,
"Our little duel, my friend, marches,"
he said. "After Thursday night we
will speak again of this matter concern
ing Margaret. You will know then
what you have to face."
Margaret herself opened the door
and looked In. ; «
"What have those people been doing
here?" she asked. "What Is happen
ing?"
Her father unlocked his drawer
once more and drew out another of
the red cards.
"Margaret," he said, "Ledsam here
has accepted my invitation for Thurs
day night. You have never, np till
now. honored me, nor have I ever
asked you. I suggest that for the first
part of the entertainment you give me
the pleasure of your company."
"For the first part?"
"For the first part only," he repeat
ed. as be wrote her name upon the
card.
"What about Fraude?" she asked
"Is he to stay all the time?*'
Sir Timothy smiled. He locked up
hie drawer and slipped the key into
bis pocket.
"ledsam and I," h# said, "have
promised one another a more complete
mutual understanding on Thursday
night. I may not be able to part with
him quite so soon."
(TO BB CONTINUED.)

Magician of Africa /»
Retpected by Native»
In nearly every district In South
Africa there Is generally some old na
tive who la s descendant of former
witch doctors, to whom tbe surround
ing natives go for advice. He la the
"thrower of bones," And ft Is an In
stance of the childlike faith and sim
plicity of the natives that they firmly
believe in the magic of this man.
He Ig usually a very old man, with
teeth black from smoking "dagga" (■
kind .of hemp), a face all tinea and
wrinkles, and, eyaa that are coppered
with tbe pals blue Aim of great ago.
He wears bangle* and charms and
strips of lizard's skin on bis arms and
wrists and always tbe same old col
ored blanket with Jackal's tails on the
border.
Tbe natives from far and Mar cou
sait him on many matters— causas of
sickness. death and toss of stock. And
hla foe may be a fowl or a aheap or
half a bag of grain or even In
mom a heifer.—Detroit New*
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New Auto Signal
A new rear signal for automobiles
| displays the word "«low
in red when both ,«re used,
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In green
light when either the clutch or brake
pedal or brake Is operated and "atop"
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Yon naturally feel secure whan you
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Such a medicine is Dr. Kilmer'» Swamp
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| Root, kidney, liver and bladder medicm*
^
I vegetable herbe.
It la not a stimulant and is takn in
teaapoonful dosss.
| It 1« not recommended for everything,
I It is nature's great helper in relieving
and oven«mu* kidney, tirer and bladder
troubles.
The same standard of parity, strength
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It la scientifically compounded frees
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bottl es of two aisee, medium and
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i Baby'» little dresses will Ju»t »imply
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In the laundry. Try It and see for your
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A swore statement of purity i» with
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Root.
the host. On sale at all dreg stores (n
on, N. Y., far »
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tan
sad msation this paper
Who Com«» After Her ?
Young Man—So Ethel I» your oldest
■later? Who comes after her?
Small Boy—Nobody ain't come yet ;
but pa says the first fellow that comae
can have her.—Everybody's Magasina»
NVi
A Place ot Wor »hip
Pastor (to four-year-old Lulu)-—
And what do yon go to Sunday school
for, my deer?
Lulu—To see Dickie Johnson.—Bos
ton Transcript.
CORNS
Lift Off-No Pain!
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^IKONE
Doesn't hurt one bltl Drop a little
"F reezone" on an aching com, instant
ly that com stops hurting, then short
ly yon lift It right off with fingers.
Your druggist sells a tiny bottle of
•Freezone" for a few cents, sufficient to
remove every hard com, soft con, or
com between the toes, and the foot
calluses, without soreness or Irritation.
those
4 V
At the first
spraying live now and tbroac
with Zoo it* twice dally. It
will help materially to dt
«troy the «eat of the trouble—
usually germ Infection«
somewhere In ike nasal
cariry. Zonlt* 1« the «oem of
«septic which pcMrieaBy
infection ma at the
hospitals in Prance during
th* World War.
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%tuk
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