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IRON COUNTY REGISTER, IRONTON, MISSOURI.
tfcUEFORXlA FIG SYRUP" IS CHILD'S LAXATIVE AjmIc at tonguet Remove polsom 'from stomach, Hver and towels. Accept "California" Syrup of F5gs naif look for the name California on the package, then you are sure your fei!d is having the best and most harm Jess laxative or physic for the little 'iocnach. liver and bowels. Children ilw Its delicious fruity taste. Full Uwctkn9 for child's dose oa each bot 41 Give It without fear. Mother! You must say "California." -r Adv. Serbia to Build Long Canal. According to a news item in the Athens Progress the Serbian govern ment bas leclded to construct a cnnal sfrom the Danube to Saioniki. The anat ta to begin at the confluence of the Danube and the Morava, follow the course of the Morava in Serbia, tffien lm the valley of the Vardar, fol lowing e river to the vicinity of Salonika The total length of the canal wUl be 600 kilometers (373 -Bslles). Garfirtd Tea waa your Grandmother's 3ne(Jy for every stomach and intes tlnal 01. This food old-fashioned herb Jaome remedy for constipation, stomacn aasd other derangements of the yatera bo prevalent these days Is In wen greater favor as a family medicine than Id your grandmother's day. Adv. Explanatory. Taw father brought her a nice Olttle rx terrier, and let her take It tut ot a string, warning her to be Jareful and not let it get away. We tvere fng down the street with our Sg cnftiv and met little Janet and her fog. Janet was terrified. She jumped lip anl iwn and started to scream. CaKina our doe away, I said to her. ""Don't frightened, Janet Our dog toll rtn hurt your dog at all." "Wfl " she replied, still quite nerv as "I .tnst got the dog last night nd bo don't know very much." Ex-han;r- Catieura Comforts Baby's Skin ynm ri, rough and Itching with hot ath tf Cutieura Soap and touches of Coticor., Ointment Also make use w mur-.: then of that exquisitely scent d ds.Mng powder, Cutieura Talcum, oe of the indispensable Cutieura Toilet Trio. Adv. Aomired the Old Gentleman. AUOh. ttairge, dear," said the anx Hons fLiri. who had been waiting while er lov r interviewed her father on Jiatriw uLal topics, "what did papa saayf Assi"-. my love," replied George, lnJrtw;rtically, "I don't think your -fMr friends half appreciate what vigorous ppeaker he Is, or what a ouo fill- command of language h -Xep Your Liver Active, Your System Purified and Free From Coldi by Taking Calotabs, the Nausealess Calomel Tablets, that are De H&htfnl, Safe and Sure. 'Payneiaas and Druggists ars advis f their friends to keep their systems VyoriSad and their organs in perfect "wvrkimg erder as s protection against the tefcura af influenza. They know thai a clogged op system and a lazy livar few eolds, influenza and serious jeeotplicationa. Ta eat eaort a cold overnight and to wuevaait eerieus complications take one Orietek a bedtime with a swallow of wsiw that's all. No salts, no nausea, am grtsiag, no sickening after effects. XCext BMrning your cold has vanished, yea ftvwr is active, your system is puri ne aa4 refreshed and you are feeling eSa with a hearty appetite for break ifaet Eat what you please no danger. . datatak are sold only in original waled packages, priee thirty-five cents. Every Aroggut is authorized to refund rear BMaey If you are not perfectly Aalighied wilh Calotaba (Adr.J 'Half-Finished Job. ""Sir, X am a self-made man." "Wfco Interrupted your Boston Cranscript Tfee drummer should not try to beat 4fa druai to beat the band. Speaking of erode taste, sovietism &r th big jazs that puts harmony out . fetiabMMi SETlEADY FOR "FLU" BELGIUM SKETCHES Your Home and Theirs By Katharine Eggleston Roberts. (Copyright. 1920. Wcsttro Newspaper Union) I've never been In your home and, of course, I know there are no others just like It Similar? Yes, but there's a difference, you know. Consequently, Tm not going to say anvthine more about your home ; I'm going to talk of their homes and you may draw the comparison for yourself If you want to. There are three kinds of homes In Belgium, the one In the comparatively undestroyed city that the German tried to keep for himself ; the home In the shelled and fired village, and the home In No Man's Land. Oh, yes, there are homes there. But wait we cannot be omnipresent; we must visit one place at a time. This city looks pretty well, doesn't It? A building once stood in place of those signboards, but, unless you look at the plaster hanging to the adjacent houses you would never know. Things have been cleaned up quite thoroughly since that happened at the beginning of the war. Except to a few neonle. those boards talk only of the things they advertise. There's the house to which we are going that one where the painter Is working on the door. Queer, isn't it how all of the houses look alike here? narrow, of white plaster with a sharp pointed roof. This door is like all the other doors, too. It has the same sort of dents made by butts of German guns de manding entrance; the same kind of misntting wooden letter slot to replace the copper one the Germans took ; the same pattern of ugly Iron door handle substituting for the old one of bronze. That Is why the painter is hired, even If necessities must be sacrificed, to paint over that letter slot so that it won't speak so eloquently, to cover those shrieking scars, to hide the mis ery of the people behind the locked doors of their homes. So far you have seen only one side of the door the outside. But the people are expecting us and we go into the drawing room. You must not notice that the doors have no knobs. They were brass and are now sojourning In Germany. Did you ever get a warmer welcome? I doubt It. As we sip our coffee there is so much laughter and joking that you scarcely notice the faded places on the wall where the now-despoiled fam ily portraits and other valuable pic- Work of the Men Who tures hung. But though she laughs, Madame van Bree has not forgotten that her mattresses, her linen and her copper kitchen utensils are keeping company with doorknobs in Germany. We quit the city and, as we walk up the street of a fire-eaten village, we wonder at the number of people hurry ing about Where do they live? For the most part only crumbling shells of houses line the roadway. But swing ing from the yawning doors of these wrecks, are signs which startle us. "Coiffeur." "Cafe." and others. Through a hole in a front wall we step Into a roofless building. After walking between heaps of debris we reach a little two-roomed home made from bricks that fell when the front of the house crashed in. There again we see the sign, "Cafe." Within, a tall woman In a white cap and blue apron bustles about the neat, bare room, pre paring coffee and pouring beer for the customers. Over la the corner an old woman sits making lace. Her faded eyes are weary of seeing a world of chaos and they cling to the lace for solace. She can weave what pictures she wants Into the lace. As we wander through the village we find that almost everybody is living In a house that Is at least half de troyed. . But the people we meet chuckle and say, "You should have seen us six months ago. This Is really palatial now and we are fat compared to what we were then. Have, you seen our dance platform?" . "Dances I" you gasp., "Do you have them here?" - We are shown the wooden floor In the cleared basement of a shattered factory. "We must dance and make merry. It Is not good to be alwnys sad. ferTSl km One cannot wort so well to recow," explains a youngster who was In army But how can so many people live la such small homes? They can because they must The more fortunate ones must make room for those who have not been left even the bricks of their walls. And now we are reaching No Man's Land. Truly the name describes It As we enter that desolate, deep-pitted waste, cluttered with splintered bay onets, broken guns and grinning skulls, we pass a tiny building made of odds and ends of sheetlron and on It the owner, who possesses a grim sense of humor, has painted "Tank Cafe Beer, Wine and Ale Sold Here." , We make our way gingerly among the shells that lie about, for sometimes, you know, some of them are only camouflaging as duds and. when dis turbed, voice their protest In a loud ex plosion. The mutilated, leafless gray trees look like ghosts. Often we find beneath them a few crosses and we All That Was Left meet a man and woman who stop to look at each cross. Will they find the one they are seeking? The poppies that grow in the shell-holes are crim soned with the blood that ran over Flanders dream flowers, filled with the dreams of heroes sleeping where they grow. But we must hurry. There In the distance you see a few mounds. They are houses newly erected by those who returned to find their town obliterated. But what queer things they are! Some are made of bags filled with hardened dirt. A man smiles as he sees your curiosity. "Bags of earth they brought for their dugouts," he explains. "We Wore Spiked Helmets. call them the little Fatherlands, " and his smile grows Into a broad grin. Other dome-shaped houses are built of sheets "of corrugated iron taken from the debris. One of these, larger than the others. Is a church. Finally we find people living in the old dugouts. They live? Well, exist. If you prefer the word, but really they live. Their furniture is only scraps. From their plowing they reap a harvest of glaring skulls and rotting tunics. But, In spite of It all, they have their kermess, their merrymaking and, out of old car tridges, the children with hungry eyes make whistles on which to play tunes. These are the homes of Belgium; these are the people of Belgium, strug gling to lift their homes out of the ruins. It will be long before the weak grass that grows in the shell-holes is bright, sturdy green; it will be long before Belgium can rest But the world Is wroni? if It believes that the black-drapecr, drooping, supplicating figure it calls "Belgium" in its pageants Is a true representation. Belgium Is weary with war, weak with starvation, heartsick with sorrow. The old Bel glum cannot live. But Belgium does not beg, Belgium does not supplicate. Out on the travail on Flanders' fields a new Belgium was born. It has thrived in privation, stiffened through suffer ing. It lives and makes its home among the ruins. It laughs and dances where the world may see it; it sobs alone when none are near to hear. The war Is not over for Belgium; the fight of peace must be won. On the wreck of the shattered past the future must be met The fight will be long, the fight will be hard, but victory is sure, for the spirit of free Belgium lives. It works, It laughs. It dances on the rains. ZOO GEAR SAVES LIFE OF KEEPER Man's Kindness to Anima! Is Repaid When Trouble Comes. ATTACKED BY MATE Attendant Was Cleaning Cage When - Female Grizzly Pounced Upon Him Male Fights Frenzied Mate Until Help Comes. St Louis, Mo. Louis Spero, forty nine years old. 4400 Enrlght avenue, bearkeeper at the zoo, Forest Park, owes bis life to the practically human and humane assistance of the male grizzly bear, who intervenpri find Cfivprt him when he was ferociously attack ed oy tne female grizzly at the zoo. opero got a long. deeD cash In his right arm. a similar wound on his right thigh, and several minor scratches to attest that Kipling knew of what he spoke when he wrote, "The female of the species is more deadly than the male." The female grizzly made her unex pected attack on Spero as he was clean ing the grizzly cage. The attendant uas neen doing this work for many years, and always considered the bears safe indeed, believed that they wel comed his presence In their cage. Blow From Behind. He was not paying any attention to the bears when he was struck a ter rible blow from behind and thrown flat He found the female bear standing over him, growling fiercely and evi dently in a terrible temper. There were several sight-seers about the cage at the time. These ran horrified, calling for assistance. Spero was not knocked unconscious, and retained presence of mind to lie still. At this crisis the male bear inter vened. He strode across the prostrate body of the keeper and shouldered the female away. His Interference was resented with fierce growls, slaps and bites, but he persisted, and by his superior strength Dushed the female far enough away to save Spero from ner ciaws. The cries of the keeDer and of the Spectators broueht Eriwnrrt Hnmnrfon flnrl Willinm Kncfon irrtnXinon. I w. " uuuluu yym ot who were working close by, to Spero's rescue. The woodmen poked the female His Interference Was Resented. bear with their hooks nnd axes and diverted her attention long enough to permit two bystanders to drag Spero out of the cage. M. C. Angermeyer, superintendent of the zoo, said Spero was known for his patience with and kindness to animals, which explained the grateful Interven tion of the male grizzly in his behalf. The grizzly, Angermeyer trays, Is al most human In his ability to think or to reason. Smartest of Carnlvora. Observers of animals give the grizzly credit for being by all odds the smart est of the carnlvora. The pair af the Forest park zoo are said to be fine specimens of their species. The female has been well thought of by attendants and was regarded as amiable. The temper of all wild animals held in captivity is testy, Angermeyer said. They will be perfectly safe and affec tionate for long periods, often for years, and will then attack a favorite keeper without a moment's notice. As bears are hibernating, pr winter sleep ing, animals In their natural habitat Angermeyer said, they were subject to fits of ill temper during the winter months. Hen Saves Home. Fulton, Mo. The home of J. B. BlankenshiD was saved from destm. tlon by fire by a hen. Mrs. Blank- enship put tne nen and Its brood of chicks in the kitchen where It was warm. In the night there was a ter rific squawking. Blankenshlp found the kitchen In flames. The alarm was civen by biddy in time to ertlnmiiHb the bla with only small loss. Mij-But You'll lilc This Corn Surup ! No matter what kind of table syrup you've been using, a pleasant surprise awaits you if you haven't yet tried JUST RIGHT Corn Syrup. It has a flavor that simply can't be duplicated. Pure and healthful, too. Order a can from your grocer today. U THE AMOS-JAMES GROCER CO., ST. LOUIS NX '"Jutt Right t the Label rk Ji W. QualiffftrthtTabU." &&S JY ' BFygtJ V ff 1 TalSHlt. thli ilia kmdltjwtl srjSf f lg2mJZag& wmLd!brt& m&0f mm rnmmsm ;THE AMOS-JAMES YOU NEED NOT SUFFER FROM CATARRH But You Must Drive It Out of Your Blood. Catarrh is annoyii.g enough when it chokes up your nostrils and air passages, pausing difficult breathing and other discomforts. Real danger comes when it reaches down into your lungs. This is why you should at once realize the importance of the prop er treatment, and Jose no time ex perimenting with worthless reme She Was a Peach. Three-year-old Mary Ellen demands a reason for evervthlne and some of the reasons are mother's sudden inspi rations. Sometimes she passes them on to other children. The other after noon a group of children was talking to the wee miss, all giving her that sort of confection known as "taffy." Mary Ellen ate it with relish. Sud denly she turned to the child nearest her, "Do you think I'm pretty? Don't you think fm sweet?" she asked. ' He answered In the affrmative. "Well," she smiled sweetly, "my mamma found me In a peach basket." Two or three of the children giggled but twelve-year-old Arthur sprang gal lantly to the rescue. "No wonder you're such a little peach," he re turned. Lost Her Pie. In an effort to combat the high cost of eating, a girl living on the Illinois car line sometimes carries a midday lunch. Recently In fixing up her lunch she failed to put in a small pie, so rather than untie the package she simply put the pie in a paper sack and put it in a pocket of her coat She had to stand all the way down town and In some manner the pie got crowded out of her pocket so that when she started to leave the car the pie fell out of the sack face down on the floor of the car. And It was a soft berry pie, too. Indianapolis News. The fact that he couldn't get people to listen to him has made many a man I writer. ' - . "Why pay higjti prices fir coffee "when costs less land is better for you! There's been no raise in Usually sold at 15 Made by Dostum. Cereal Ch Battle CreeK,WlcJ m m GROCER CO, ST. LOUIS dies whirli tniirh nnlv th ciirfar To be rid of Catarrh, you must drive the disease germs out of your, blood. Solendirl resnltQ Tiav lin ported from the use of S. S. S, wnicn acts on tne catarrn germs in the blood. If von wisfi mimical mtuS. a. to the treatment of your own indi vidual case, write to tntet Medical Adviser. 42 Swift SpeciBc Co, Ati lanta, Ga, GOT HOMES AT SMALL COST Fortunate Purchasers Profited by the Dismantling of Government-Built Munition Plants. To select a dwelling from a large stock of samples, buy It "over the counter at a bargain price, and then pack it on a motortruck to be sent home, is a novel solution of the house hunting problem, says Popular Mechan ics Magazine. That is literally what has been happening recently, however, In a number of communities where munition-plant housing facilities are being dismantled by the government; AH the purchaser needs Is a vacant lot, of course, and a foundation for his new home. Near Cincinnati more than 200 four room houses were sold In two davs at the remarkable price of $200 each. their original cost to the government having been over $1,500. Purchasers of these houses have been able to eet concrete block foundations built for an average price of $223, and to secure truck and trailer delivery within five miles for $120, making a total cost of $553 for a well-built home. Eager to Recite. One day In school my teacher asked who was the backbone of the Ameri can Revolution. I was eager to rer cite and replied: "The backbone la the spinal cord." At this exclamation the class laughed, to my embarrass ment Exchange.. Retrospection is a great toe stumn. er of progress. M ll&EAL