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The Price of a Kiss
By FRANCES RIVERS
(Copyright, ISO 6, by Joseph B. Bowles.)
The moment that old David Johns
cast his eyes upon the Rev. Paul Bo
litho coming toward him over the brow
of the hill, he determined not to give
him a chance of escape.
The young man noted the increased
furrows over the old man’s strongly
bridged nose; the deeper chisellings
at the corners of the resigned mouth,
now telling of war between will and
weakening muscles.
A feeling of half-harmonious conces
sion to his own early affection for his
companion, mixed with a sense of his
newly attained position of importance
as pastor, was betrayed in Paul’s “I
want you to come and hear me preach.”
“Preach! Yes! for sure. We all
like to do a bit of preachin’, and 'tis
not wonderful when one thinks how
well duty runs hand in hand with lik
ing; but sometimes the best words of
a preacher are those he doesn’t say.
Harps and golden ciowns and such
like things—what’s the use of such
to me?”
“You have no religion, Davy.”
“Ther's a lot o’ religion in good
temper.”
Paul Bolitho got up from the bench
and walked up and down the path, the
Impetuosity of his youth apparent in
every step. Stopping in front of his
old friend, his head shot aloft by the
involuntary straightening of the spine.
“I want to make men honest, women
virtuous,” he said.
"Mebbe they would be if they wern’t
interfered with.” The smile that
played round the old man’s mouth,
spoke of intimate knowledge of the
world.
“Make what rules you can for your
fellowmen, but make none for women
-—they’re exceptions,” he advised.
“Tho’ mebbe you don’t know yet that
you counts ’em o’ any vally. Ah!” he
chuckled, “you’re terrible young if you
haven’t thought o’ woman to be reck’nd
with; for sartain sure they’ll come
even into your life. Women with their
crinkly hair, their dancin’ eyes an’
feet, their smiles an’ their mischief,
their altogether’ stonislilng ways, that,
bad or good, sort o’ paralyse a man.”
"But —”
“They be wonderful tryin’, too, an’
'/.asperatin’; for they’ll bear no con
trol.”
Davy’s voice faltered, the periods of
his talk became detached, stopped al
together. Changing the pipe over
from one side to the other of his
mouth, he smoked in silence for some
minutes, whilst he dived into the re
cesses of his mind.
“You don’t, remember my Mary—no,
1 s’pose not —but you can see her ev’ry
time you look at my gran*—no, my
great-gran’daughter, Sally. I wouldn’t
let none o’ ’em have my Mary’s name
—the sound of it gives me now, after
all these years, a funny feelin’ in my
heart.”
“I’ve heard my grandfather speak of
your wife.”
“She was—well, she was just Mary.
Tho close knittin’ of man and woman,
as comes about when, day in and day
out, they’re together, is wonderful.
There was only one thing for which
wo ever fell out. She was always
lookin’ at girls—specially pretty girls
—to see if one took notice o’ me. The
very name of a girl drew' her to ’zas
peration. You wouldn’t remember
Lizbeth Richards, neither?”
I Before Paul had time to reply, he
answered for him: “No, to be sure
not.
“Well, she was a girl always up to
some devilment, a mischievous, blue
eyed girl. I didn’t know then, though
I knew afterwards, that people had
been talking of her an’ me —but wom
en always will gossip; their lungs is
as big as bellows, and the better
the women are, the worse they talk.
“Well, ’Liz’beth, she come in one
day: ‘So yer off, Davy?’ says she. I
was startin’ with the boats to the
North. An’ because she looked at me
with a tear in her eye, or just because
I was young, an’ a fool, an’ flattered,
or because I couldn’t help it, or be
cause she washed it, or for some rea
son or the want of any, I put my arm
around her waist and gave her a kiss.
“An’ just then, Mary, who I thought
was in the next room, she came in.
She was all a-trembly an’ was skeart
as I had never seen her before. She
seemed not to know what she was do
ing—a sob, a cruel, deep sob—tt
sounded like a cry, strangled in the
throat —came from her lips. But it
seemed to me Mary was makin’ a
strange fuss over so smaii a matter,
though the most violent feelin’ in the
world is one woman’s hatred o’ an
other.”
“I started to embrace her.
“ ‘Don’t you touch me, and your arm
just from Lizbeth’s waist!’
“She went back a few steps. Seemed
to me my heart was bein’ tore out o’
my breast and the pain o’ it was un
bearable.
“ ‘What made you do it? Why did
you act so cruel to me?’ she asked.
‘“I didn’t mean no harm; ’twas no
more than —than —’ I stared at her
dumb, findin’ no w'ords small enough
to tell her in. At last; ‘l’ve knowed
Uzbeth ever since she was a slip o’ a
child,’ I says.
“ ‘Do you know all the things folks
says about her?’ she said. ‘Do you
reckon that if it had been me that had
been actin’ that way, you would be so
hasty to forgive? *Twould be a nar
row heart that couldn't find room for
anger.’
Stone That Bends.
The stone looked like a piece of
dark granite. It was a foot long, and
several inches thick. lifted, it bent
this way and that, like Hrober.
“It is itacolumite or flexible sand
stone,” said the owner. “It is found
in California, Georgia, and several
other states. Besides bending it will
stretch.
“Look at It closely and you will
see that it is formed of a number of
small pieces of stone of various tiats.
“ ‘Sure you can’t be afraid of Liz
beth?'
“ ‘What for should I be afraid? It’s
not Uzbeth that my heart is hard
a’gin; I reckon it’s all one to me what
Lizbeth does. ’Tis’nt of Lizbeth I think
—’tis of you.’
“ ‘She won’t never come between us
ag'in.’
“ ‘Between us—no, that she shan’t;'
and Mary laughed.
“I stood an’ look’d at her, a-feelin’
bitter in my heart. ’Tis the way o’
man to be shy o’ ownin’ himself in
the wrong.
“‘I never cared for any other
woman same as I do for you, so what
do you want to punish me for?’
“ ‘l’m no judge o’ others,’ she says,
with that obstinate way o’ woman as
drives men wild.
“ ‘l’m goin’, Mary. Do you mean to
send me away in anger? Be sure
what you are about. Kiss me just
afore I go,’ I said.
“ ‘And take the taste o’ Lizbeth
from your lips?, she answered.
“Don’t you see” —David turned in
vehemence to his listener —“that I
had to pluck up a spirit after that,
so I took ner face between my hands
—her eyes didn’t blincli, she was so
hard —as hard —as only a soft woman
can be. I caught her to me an’, tho’
Davy’s Voice Faltered.
she struggled, I kissed her.” Davy
took off his hat in act of reverence.
“I thank the Almighty.
“ ‘The boats will be off unless I go
now, uUt I’ll come back to you, Mary,
an’ things’ll be the same as ever?’ I
asked.
“she sort o’ coiled herself together,
but said nothin’, tho’ she follered me
to the door. She had a shawl over
her head, and her dark hair, blowed
loose by the wind was tangled about
her head and sac looked like
nothing but a child, holding another
child —mine —in her arms.
“The boys was callin’ me, so I hur
ried down the path and away to the
shore. I listened, listened, and didn’t
quite know for what. From up along
came a cry that sounded like ‘Davy!
Davy!’ Twas as though some one
were terr’ble put out. I was most at
the shore then, and the others was
tellin’ me to come, an’ I was always
slow to see what I should do —slow
in the up-take, as Mary used to say.
“It was May when we went north,
and June we was there, and July we
v.as there, too.
“How I longed to come back!”
Davy dropped for a moment his nar
rative to question his companion.
“Have you ever felt homesick? It’s
like —like —like, nothin’ else but a
sort o’ mother feelin’, I guess, some
thin’ stretches out its arms an’ calls
to you. I was fair crazy with joy o’
life the mornin’ we got back; I can’t
explain; but you, you’re young, an’
maybe you’ll understand.
“I came up that hill”—he stretched
an indicating hand. “It was early
when we got in, so I made my way
up here without seein’ any o’ the
boys. The air—l took a fill o’ it as I
stood at that gate —was crisp yet
soft; it tasted cold upon my lips, like
a draught of water from our well.
“A curious, holy feeling seemed to
rest about the place; the sun thread
the mist with strings o’ gold, and
great grey gulls played over the creep
in’ waves. I’d brought home all my
shai'e of the fish, and was countin’
what I could buy for Mary an’ the lit
tle ones. Ostrich feathers! Women
love ostrich feathers—meringues, and
zinc kettles for the bread. I’d thought
o’ ’em all. But when I got to the
door, I was afraid —sudden-like a feel
ing o’ fear gripped me. I was most
terr’ble afraid. My hand grew cold
an clammy, my breath come short, I
seemed not to see the way, an disre
member how I got in.
Davy paused.
Paul, stirred to interest, had given,
from time to time, by attentive eyes
and inclinations of the head, that hu
man punctuation which arrests, and
without which a recital becomes but
a stringing together of meaningless
words. He now asked, anxiously:
“Mary—what of Mary?”
Davy rapped the ashes of his long
empty pipe, then looked at him
whilst the easy tears of cherished
grief trickled down his cheeks.
“I was too late even to see her;
but it won’t be long now afore I do.”
all dovetailed together loosely, so as
to allow of a slight movement.
“This movement is what causes the
stone to bend. See how it bends!
Like rubber precisely, eh? But if I
bend it too far it will break.”
Mr. Higinbotham’s advice to young
men, “Let the clock take care of
itself,” sounds very good, and even
wise, but it only holds good after the
young men get down in the morning.
Design for Spangled Fan.
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This design to be done in spangles is half the mount for a fan. There
is ample latitude for the choice of materials, as thin gauze or Swiss or coarse
bolting cloth may be used. Inexpensive fans may be purchased and the
mounts removed and the new one put on. When the tremendous cost of the
heavily spangled fan is considei’ed the possibilities in making and applying
the mount easily are seen. Fan mounting is not difficult if white glue is used,
and lace can be applied in charming ways. A rich, handsome piece of allover
lace scattered with pearl spangles is attractive and lace mounts may be de
signed in Battenberg and other braids. Delicate organdies with a fair amount
of stiffness make pretty covers, to which spangles may or may not be added.
There is no more tempting subject than a fan for the mistress of skillful
hand painting. Mechanical painting done on patterns in the lace with gas
oline mixed with colors is successful, taking care always to choose lace with
clearly marked and distinct flower patterns.
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Suggestions in Line
of Christmas Gifts.
Now that the last month of the year
has begun its hurried march on the
sands of time, every one seems to just
begin to realize the fact that Christ
mas is but three weeks off, and Mme.
Merri is besieged with letters, the
burden of nearly all of them Is, “what
shall I make for Christmas?” Let
me tell you of one little woman I
know who is really going to enjoy her
holidays this year without any more
than the absolute necessary hurry and
bustle that always comes with the
“last days” no matter how careful
the preparation may have been. By
the middle of November her gifts
were all carefully done up and ready
to be delivered by post, express or
messenger, as the case might be; this
month she is looking out for her char
ity cases, individuals whose lives she
may brighten, making a list of those
to whom Clmstmas postals may be
sent and in a thousand and one ways
endeavoring to bring the true Christ
spirit into her plans. This she calls
her “real Christmas.” But to go
back to the subject of what to make
for gifts; I want to tell the readers
how one young woman has solved the
“present” question in a most satis
factory manner to herself, and I am
sure it will be to the recipients of
the dainty gifts.
She has made turnover collars for all
of her friends, regardless of age,
color or social position. A peep into
the box revealed some charming cre
ations. Some were made of sheer
est lawn, plainly hemstitched; they
were to go to the friend whom the
dark angel had visited and taken a
beloved member of the household to
spend Christmas the other side of the
veil that lies so lightly between this
realm and the next. I noticed the
package was tied with lavender.
“Yes,” she said, “I Just could not use
red ribbon, but I’ll tuck a bit of holly
on top when I send it.”
Then there were embroidered
stocks with cuffs to match; turnover
of lace attached to plain ribbon stocks
and newest of all were collars made
of Persian ribbons with two little
tabs attached.
A set of six neck lengths of ruch
ing was tacked to a cardboard cov
ered with red tissue paper and bore
a card marked “Grandmother;” then
there were some fine little turnovers
to go in a Christmas box to an Epis
copal clergyman far out on the fron
tier to be worn to protect the back
of the stole. To friends whom she
just wants to remember and in lieu
of a Christmas card, one turnover
will be slipped in a note conveying
the season’s greeting. Every one
likes practical gifts, and I thought the
“turnover” Christmas was going to be
a great success. This scheme may
prove adaptable to some one who is
struggling with the “what to give”
question, or as one bright woman put
it, “what not to give.”
Long ago an experienced house
mother told me she had simplified the
Christmas problem greatly ever since
she had made the practice of confining
her gifts to one, or perhaps two ar
ticles; thus she has what she calls
her “handkerchief” year, “apron” or
“book” year. Having made up her
mind, she is on the lookout the sea
son through for novelties in her
chosen line of presents.
Will Mme. Merri kindly explain in
her column the correct way of award
ing prizes at a cinch party?
At all the parties I have attended
this seems to have been the method
adopted; If the club numbers 60 to
SO members there are six prizes,
three for the ladies and three for the
men; in other words, first, second
and third prizes for each according to
the scores. If the party numbers
from 30 to 50 there are four prizes.
In nearly every instance there Is a
consolation prize for each lady and
gentleman having the lowest score,
and this is something nice, net funny,
for surely no one needs a reward
more than the person who has had
baa luck. If there are any fixed rules
for delivering prizes I do not know
of them, and I have consulted the best
card players of my acquaintance.
MADAME MERRI.
Revival of Russian Blouse.
All the new wraps, even in cloth
and serge, are rather eastern in style.
The Russian blouse will come into
favor again, and with it heavily braid
ed and thick guimpe effects.
Little Touches That
Make House Beautiful
Have you any odd bit of silver that
will accommodate a wee pot of ferns?
If so, have it polished and filled with
ferns, and deposit it upon your writ
ing desk. Old fashioned spoonholders
will hold a glass in which hemp seed
can be grown on a sponge in the
water; delicate tendrils soon show
above the silver rim, and rejoicing the
eye.
The same authority advises the col
lection of Japanese prints, very sim
ply framed, for one of the guest rooms.
Hung against a soft corn-yellow paper
the effect is delightful.
In many well-fashioned homes sofa
cushion slips of lace and linen have
entirely displaced the heavier cushion
covers of silk and velvet. These lin
gerie slips are used over pillows
matching the color scheme of the
room, and as in many of them real
lace is used their price is sometimes
fabulous.
One young woman has named the
beautiful tea cups on her table after
some characteristic of the donor of
each. One she calls Loyalty, one Sin
cerity, one Sweetness. There is also
a Jealousy, a Youth, a Hope, an Am
bition and Luck.
To keep cut flowers fresh for the
house bowls, immerse the stems for
a or two in boiling water.
Then put in cold water.
Housewives lucky enough to own
one or more of the old blue and white
glazed ginger jars brought over from
China a half century ago are having
them fitted with brass tanks and
burners and blue and white shades,
and using them for charmingly apro
pos lamps in blue rooms.—Vogue.
Girl's Dancing Frock •
Young girl’s dancing dress of white
silk voile. The full skirt is trimmed
with pretty draped ruffles of lace
headed by bands and knots of rib
bon and garlands of little pink roses.
The blouse is of lace draped over
accordion plaited mousseline de soie.
It is trimmed yoke fashion, with the
ribbon and roses to correspond with
the skirt.
The sleeves are finished at the
elbows with frills of the material and
lace headed by the roses. The girdle
is of the voile or of the ribbon.
Lingerie Skirts.
With many clever dressers, to whom
expense is no object and laundry bills
a matter of indifference, the lingerie
skirt has altogether replaced that of
silken variety. For one thing, it Is
possible to obtain a far better cut in
the lingerie article at the ready-to
wear departments than it is In silk.
The best of these are so fashionable
that the top is entirely circular in cut,
this bringing a bias line of the ma
terial over the hips and in the back,
the front remaining perfectly straight.
The sheer soft goods will hang to per
fection over almost any moderate size
hip, so the demand for extensive re
fitting, that so frequently has to be
made in the silken garments, is not
necessitated here.
CHEAP HOUSE OF PIANO BOXES
How They Can Easily Be Converted
Into Serviceable Chicken House.
Piano boxes can easily be procured
at a low cost and cheaply converted
into good houses for small flocks. The
cut shows two styles of houses. The
one at the right of the picture is
made of two boxes set back to back.
The top and back of each are taken
off and will give enough material to
close in the ends and roof, also the
floor. The top of one can be cut
Plano Box Poultry House.
down for a door and the houses should
be set the distance apart of the width,
of the door. In the other end place a
window, or the same may be put in
the front. To make the house warmer
cover with roofing paper. This makes
an ideal colony house for 10 hens, or
individual brooder house.
Another plan of construction is
shown at the left of the cut. This is
a smaller house, built of one box. The
front is removed and extended in
height. For brooder house for small
chicks the plan may be reversed, says
the Farm and Home, and the front
of the house made the height of the
back of the box. Two small sash and
a door complete -the arrangement.
KEEPING OUT MITES.
How the Poultry Raiser Can Keep His
Hen House Clean.
The successful poultry raiser has
learned how to keep out mites. It
may well be doubted if any successful
poultry raiser can be found whose
houses are teeming with mites.
Among the ways of keeping off the
mites are the following:
Have a house that is light and
large enough for the flock, and see
to it that it is well ventilated.
Have the roosts, nests, dropping
boards and all fixtures removable, so
they can be cleaned perfectly, easily
and often.
Do not permit filth of any kind to
accumulate in this house, but make
sure that it is cleaned often.
The advice given by some is to
treat the house once In two weeks to
a dusting with air-slaked lime-and sul
phur.
The boxes for the sitting hens
should be washed in kerosene or
crude petroleum before being used
in the hatching operations The straw
in such boxes should be burned after
the hen is through sitting.
Lastly, watch the entire poultry es
tablishment to make sure that mites
do not get a start.
Hay for Poultry.
The suggestion that hay makes a
good winter food for poultry would
have been ridiculed a few years ago,
but experiments have proved that
clover hay is now almost a necessary
portion of a hen’s cold weather diet.
Clover hay for fowls should be cut
very fine, not over half an Inch in
length, steamed and scalded and fed
once a day. A small quantity of corn
meal and bran sprinkled over the cut
hay will improve it. One reason clover
is such an excellent food for hens is
that it is rich in lime, a substance the
hens require in providing the shells
for eggs. It Is about equal to corn
as a flesh producer and contains near
ly 30 times as much lime. It is plenti
ful on all farms and requires but little
time in preparation. After the green
food is gone it will keep the hens in
laying condition and increase the pro*
Auction of eggs.
Poultry and Bee Notes.
Carelessness in handling poultry
will ruin the finest flock in a short
time.
Nitrogen may be the costliest or the
cheapest element of fertility, as you
like it.—C. E. T.
Paint the poultry house and have it
an addition to the looks of the farm
rather than something that detracts
from the appearances.
Scratchivity is a virtue to be en
couraged in the hen because upon it
largely depends layity, and that is
what most of us want.
If a cellar stands too near the freez
ing point for the bees, bring the tem
perature up by making the cellar
closer; but there will be better venti
lation and better air by bringing the
temperature up at such times by
means of as mall fire.
Our Domestic Turkey.
While there are differences of opin
ion regarding the origin of our domes
tic turkey, It is currently believed that
it came directly from the wild turkey
of the United States and Canada. One
writer expresses the opinion that the
original variety imported into Eng
land in 1520 came from a variety that
formerly existed in the West Indies
and was afterwards exterminated by
the natives. This is guesswork. There
is apparently no good reason for go
ing out of the way to hunt for any
other origin than that currently ac
cepted. What is known as the domes
tic turkey crosses freely with the wild
variety, thus establishing a close rela
tionship as having existed in the past
Whitewash for Poultry Houses.
Slice up one or more bars of laun
dry soap, boil- it and add one peck
freshly slaked lime, with enough wa
ter to make a rich, paint-like wash.
The soap secures an easy, smooth
flow, very pleasing as to rapid appli
cation, possessing other merits also,
as we know soap is obnoxious to ver
min. We add one pint kerosene to
each gallon of mixture, also one pound
or more salt. Do good, thorough
work and leave no corner or space un
touched.
PUTNAM FADELESS DYES color
more goods, brighter colors, with loss
work than others.
According to the theories of the pea
simist it is folly to circulate them.
Mrs. Winslow’s Soothing Syrup.
Tot nhildren teething, softens the gums, reduces In.
lauunatton ailajs rain.cures wind colic. 85c a bottles
Enmity of your enemies is less un
certain than the friendship of your
friends.
National Pure Food and Drugs Act.
The Garfield Remedies meet with the
highest xequirements of the new Law.
Take Garfield Tea for constipation.
Cost of the Taj Mahal.
The Taj Mahal, at Agra, would cost
ten millions if built to-day. It was
begun in 1629, and finished In 1648.
Officers of New York Police.
New York city has one captain or
sergeant for every 20 members of the
police force.
Lesson Others Might Learn.
In a railroad train Bishop Brooks
of Boston leaned across the aisle and
toward an intelligent looking gentle
man, and asked:
“What were you going to remark?"
*T wasn’t going to remark anything.”
“But you looked at me, and seemed
about to say something to me.”
"Yes, I am said to be very deceptive
that way. I used to say things and
make remarks as soon as I thought
them. I have often thought I had
something to say, and discovered after
I had said it that I ought to have kept
my mouth shut.”
Japan’s Empress Popular.
It is doubtful if any royal consort is
more loved by her people than is the
empress of Japan. Educated accord
ing to feudal ideas and skilled in all
the accomplishments befitting one of
her social eminence, her majesty
strongly favors the broadness of the
new education for women and from
her private purse gives large sums
toward the maintenance of women’s
schools and universities. During the
war with Russia the empress visited
the hospitals many times and every
day passed hours making bandages.
The effect of these bandages upon the
wounded soldiers has been of deep in
terest to medical and scientific men,
for the soldiers honored by them
seemed to rally under a peculiar men
tal influence. All other bandages were
destroyed after their first use; those
made by the empress were sterilized
and used again for the simple reason
of their .effect on the recovery of the
soldiers.
WHO SHE WAS
SKETCH OF THE LIFE OF LYDIA E. PINKHAM
And a True Story of How the Vegetable Compound
Had Its Birth and How the “Panic of *73” Caused
it to be Offered for Public Sale in Drug Stores.
This remarkable woman, whose
maiden name was Estes, was born in
Lynn, Mass., February 9th, 1819, com
ing' from a good old Quaker family.
For some years she taught school, and
became known as a woman of an alert
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and investigating mind, an earnest
seeker after knowledge, and above
all, possessed of a wonderfully sympa
thetic nature.
In 1843 she married Isaac Pinkham,
a builder and real estate operator, and
their early married life was marked by
prosperity and happiness. They had
four children, three sons and a
daughter.
In those good old fashioned days it
was common for mothers to make
their own home medicines from roots
and herbs, nature’s own remedies —
calling in a physician only in specially
urgent cases. By tradition and ex
perience many of them gained a won
derful knowledge of the curative prop
erties of the various roots and herbs.
Mrs. Pinkham took a great interest
in the study of roots and herbs, their
characteristics and power over disease.
She maintained that just as nature so
bountifully provides in the harvest
fields and orchards vegetable foods of
all kinds; so, if we but take the pains
to find them, in the roots and herbs
of the field there are remedies ex
pressly designed to cure the various
ills and weaknesses of the body, and
it was her pleasure to search these out,
and prepare simple and effective medi
cines for her own family and friends.
Chief of these was a rare combina
tion of the choicest medicinal roots
and herbs found best adapted for the
cure of the ills and weaknesses pecu
liar to the female sex, and Lydia E. Pinlc
bam’s friends and neighbors learned
that her compound relieved and cured
and it became quite popular among
them.
All this so far was done freely, with
out money and without price, as a
labor of love.
But in 1873 the financial crisis struck
Lynn. Its length and severity were too
much for the large real estate interests
of the Pinkham family, as this class
of business suffered most from
fearful depression, so when the Centen
nial year dawned it found their prop
erty swept away. Some other source
of income had to be found.
At this point Lydia E. Pinkham’s
Vegetable Compound war, made known
to the world.
The three sons and the daughter,
with their mother, combined forces to
TEN YEARS OF PAIN.
Unable to Do Even Housework Be
cause of Kidney Troubles.
Mrs. Margaret Emmerich, of Clinton
street, Napoleon, 0., says: “For fif
§teen years I was a
great sufferer from
kidney troubles. My
back pained me ter
ribly. Every turn
or move caused
sharp shooting
pains. My eyesight
was poor, dark
sppts appeared be
fore me, and I had dizzy spells. For
ten years I could not do housework,
and for two years did not get out of
the house. The kidney secretions
were irregular, and doctors were not
helping me. Doan’s Kidney Pills
brought me quick relief, and finally
cured me. They saved my life.”
Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box.
Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y.
HIB TROUBLE WAS INTERNAL.
Indian Chief Had Peculiar Ideas About
Hydrophobia.
Mayor Stoy of Atlantic City was
describing the cosmopolitan throngs
that visit hi; famous and gay resort.
“Every nationality comes here,” he
said. “Greeks, Turks, Hindoos, Chi
nese, Moors —they all come.
“I was talking the other day to one
of the physicians of the Pasteur In
stitute —the hospital, you know, for
the prevention and cure of hydropho
bia. The Pasteur Institute reminded
me of Atlantic City, its visitors seemed
to be of such a diversified character.
“The physician told me about an In
dian chief w'ho had come to him for
treatment last year.
“ ‘My name,’ said the chief, ‘is War
Eagle. Please take me in hand. I
fear I am getting hydrophobia.’
“ Have you been bitten,’ the physic
ian asked, ‘by a mad dog?’
“ ‘Not exactly bitten,’ War Eagle
answered, ‘but I have the gravest sus
picions about a black poodle that wai
served to me in a ragout last Friday
afternoon.’ ”
The Six Largest Lakes.
Six lakes of more than 20,000 square
miles in area exist in the world. The
Caspian is the largest of these, and
Lake Huron the smallest.
“I hear, Mrs. O’Flannagan, that your
husband is very strong in his convic
tions.” “Yis, sor; but bo’s wake in his
head.”
restore the family fortune. rfliey
argued that the medicine which was
so good for their woman friends and
neighbors was equally good for the
women of the whole world.
The Pinkliams had no money, and
little credit. Their first laboratory
was the kitchen, where roots ana
herbs were steeped on the stove,
gradually filling a gross of bottles.
Then came the question of selling
it, for always before they had given
it away freely. They hired a job
printer to run off some pamphlets
setting forth the meritß of the medi
cine, now called Lydia E. Pinkham’s
Vegetable Compound, and these were
distributed by the Pinkham sons in
Boston, New York, and Brooklyn.
The wonderful curative properties of
the medicine were, to a great extent,
self-advertising, for whoever used it
recommended it to others, and the de
mand gradually increased.
In 1877, by combined efforts the fam
ily had saved enough money to com
mence newspaper advertising and from
that time the growth and success of
the enterprise were assured, until to
day Lydia E. Pinkham and her Vege
table Compound have become house
hold words everywhere, and many
tons of roots and herbs are used annu
ally in its manufacture.
Lydia E. Pinkham herself did not
live to see the great success of this
work. She passed to her reward years
ago, but not till she had provided
means for continuing her work as
effectively as she could have done it
herself.
During her long and eventful expe
rience she was ever methodical in her
work and she was always careful to pre
serve a record of every case that came to
her attention. The case of every sick
woman who applied to her for advice—
and there wer* thousands —received
careful study, and the details, includ
ing symptoms, treatment and results
were recorded for future reference, and
to-day these records, together with
hundreds of thousands made since, are
available to sick women the world
over, and represent a vast collabora
tion of information regarding the
treatment of woman’s ills, whieh for
authenticity and accuracy can hardly
be equaled in any library in the
world.
With Lydia E. Pinkham worked her
daughter-in-law, the present Mrs.
Pinkham. She was carefully instructed
in all her hard-won knowledge, and
for years she assisted her in her vast
correspondence.
To her hands naturally fell the
direction of the work when its origina
tor passed away. For nearly twenty
five years she has continued it, and
nothing in the work shows when the
first Lydia E. Pinkham dropped her
pen, and the present Mrs. Pinkham,
now the mother of a large family, took
it up. With women assistants, some as
capable as herself, the present Mrs.
Pinkham continues this great work,and
probably from the office of no other
person have so many women been ad
vised how to regain health. Sick wo
men, this advice is “Yours for Health”
freely given if you only write to ask
for it.
Such is the history of Lydia E. Pink
ham’s Vegetable Compound; made
from simple roots and herbs; the one
great medicine for women’s ailments,
and the fitting monument to the noble
woman whose name it bears.