HEALTH AS AN INVESTMENT
Fraternal Orders, Labor Unions and
insurance Companies Erect
As an Investment In the health of
their members, four large fraternal
orders, two International labor unions
and one of the largest insurance com
panics In the United States have es
tabllshed sanatoria for the treatment
of tuojrculosls, according to a state
ment Issued by the National Associa
tion for the Study and' Prevention of
Tuberculosis. The Royal League, the
first fraternal order to establish a
sanatorium, conducts a hospital for
its tuberculous members at Black
Mountain. The Modern Woodmen of
America conducts one at Colorado
Springs; the Workmen’s Circle, one
at Liberty, N. Y., and the Independent
Order of Foresters have one at Rain
bow Lake, N. Y., and will soon open a
second one at San Fernando, Cal. The
International Typographical Union has
since 18U8 conducted a sanatorium at
Colorado Springs, and the Interna
tional Printing Pressman and Assist
ants’ Union of America has recently
opened anew institution at Rogers
vllle. Tenn. A leading life insurance
company Is now erecting a sanator
ium at Mt. McGregor, N. Y„ which will
be the first of Us kind established
by an “old line” insurance company.
IGNORANCE IS BLISS.
Miss Oldgirl—What do you think
of Fred proposing to me when he
hasn't known me a week?
Miss Frank—l think that’s the re*
The Simple Life.
Anna Maria Wllhelmina Pickering,
In her “Memoirs,” edited by her son,
tells a Yorkshire incident which con
tains a great deal of human nature
Variety spices life; the plain is monot
onous. until its extent entitles it to
the name of prairlo or desert, and it
gains interest through vastness.
There was an old couple in the vil
lage whom I used often to go to see.
One day, when I found them sitting,
one on each side of the fire, the old
man said to me:
“Well, t’ missis and me, we’ve been
married nigh on 50 years, and we’ve
never had one quarrel.”
The old woman looked at me, with a
twinkle In her eyes, and said:
“It war verie conscientious, but
varle dool.” —Youth’s Companion.
Learnen From Nature.
An enthusiastic friena was dilating
to the woman landscape gardener on
the obvious advantages she must de
rive from actually superintending the
workmen who executed her designs.
“Being right out with nature that
way you must learn so many interest
ing things,” said the friend.
“I do.” said the gardener, "I can tell
the different kinds of whisky, the dif
ferent kinds of tobacco and the differ
ent kinds of profanity a rod away.”
A Truth Specialist.
“Biggins says he is for the plain
“Yes,” replied the frank philoso
pher; “but so many people think they
are standing up for the truth when
they are merely standing out for a
difference of opinion.”
Nipped In the Bud.
“Until now I have never had to ask
for a small loan.”
“And until now I have never been
obliged to refuse you.”
Some men think they are ambitious
If they try to avoid hard work.
Can Easily Be Secured.
“Up to 2 years ago,” a woman writes,
“I was in the habit of using both tea
and coffee regularly.
“I found that my health was begin
ning to fail, strange nervous attacks
would come suddenly upon me, making
me tremble so excessively that I could
nob do my work while they lasted; my
sleep left me and I passed long nights
In restless discomfort. I was filled
with a nervous dread as to the future.
“A friend suggested that possibly
tea and coffee were to blame, and I
decided to give them up, and in cast
ing about for a hot table beverage,
which I felt was an absolute necessity,
I was led by good fortune to try Pcst
“For more than a year I have used
It three times a day and expect, so
much good has it done me, to con- i
tinue its use during the rest of my 1
“Soon after beginning the use of I
Postum, I found, to my surprise, that, |
instead of tossing on a sleepless bed i
through the long, dreary night, I I
dropped into a sound, dreamless sleep
the moment my head touched the pil
“Then I suddenly realized that all
my nervousness had left me, and my
appetite, which had fallen off before,
bad all at once been restored so that
I ate my food with a keen relish.
“All the nervous dread has gone. I
walk a mile and a half each way to
my work every day and enjoy it. I
find an interest in everything that
goes on about me that makes life a
pleasure. All this I owe to leaving off
tea and coffee and the use of Postum,
for I have taken no medicine.” Name
given by Postum Cos., Battle Creek,
“There’s a reason,” and it is ex
plained in the little book, “The Road
to Wellville,” in pkgs.
Ever read the above letter* A nca
oar appears from time to time. They
are geanlne, tvae, and full of hwnaa
Jack Keith, a Virginian, now a bor
der plainsman. Is riding along the Santa
Fe trail on the lookout for roaming war
parties of savages. He notices a camp
fire at a distance and then sees a team
attached to a wagon and at full gallop
pursued by men on ponies. When Keith
reaches the wagon the raiders have mass
acred two men arid departed. He searches
the victims finding papers and a locket
with a woman’s portrait. He resolves to
hunt down the murderers. Keith Is ar
rested at Carson City, charged with the
murder, his accuser being a ruffian named
Black Bart. He goes to lail fully realiz
ing the peril of swift border lustice. A
companion In his cell is -a negro, who
tells him he is Neb and that he knew the
Keith family back In Virginia. Neb says
one of the murdered men was John
Sibley. §he other Gen. Willis Waite, for
merly an officer In the Confederate army.
The plainsman and Neb escape from the
cell, and later the two fugitives become
lost in the sand desert. They come upon
a cabin and find Its lone occupant to be a
young girl, whom Keith recognizes as a
singer he saw at Carson City. The girl
explains that she came there in search of
a brother who had deserted from the
army. A Mr. Haw-ley Induced her to
come to the cabin while he sought to lo
cate her brother. Hawley appears, and
Keith In hiding recognizes him as Black
Bart. Haw-ley tries to make love to the
girl. There is a terrific battle in the
darkened room In which Keith overcomes
Black Bart. Horses are appropriated, and
the girl who says that her name Is Hope,
joins In the escape.
“No; I have ridden this country for
years, and there is no ranch pasturing
cattle along the Salt Fork. Miss Hope,
1 want you to comprehend what tt is
you have escaped from; what you are
now fleeing from. Within the last two
years an apparently organized body
of outlaws have been operating
throughout this entire region. Often
times disguised as Indians, they have
terrorized the Santa Fe trail for two
hundred miles, killing travelers In
small parties, and driving off stock.
There are few ranches as far west as
this, but these have all suffered from
raids. These fellows have done more
to precipitate the present Indian war
than any act of the savages. They
have endeavored to make the authori
ties believe that Indians were guilty
of their deeds of murder and robbery.
Both troops and volunteers have tried
to hold the gang up. but they scatter
and disappear, as though swallowed
by the desert. I have been out twice,
hard on their trail, only to come back
baffled. Now, 1 think accident has
given me the clue.”
She straightened up; glancing ques
tlonlngly at him through the dark
“This Is what I mean, Miss Hope.
I suspect that cabin to be the ren
dezvous of those fellows, and I half
believe Hawley to be their leader.’’
“Then you will report all this to the
He smiled grimly, his Ups com
“I hardly think so; at least, not for
the present. 1 am not blood-thirsty,
or enamored of man-hunting, but I
happen to have a personal interest in
this particular affair which I should
prefer to settle alone.” He paused,
swiftly reviewing the circumstances
of their short acquaintance, and as
suddenly determined to trust her dis
cretion. Deep down in his heart he
rather w-anted her to know-. “The fact
of the matter is, that Neb and I here
were the ones that particular posse
“You!” her voice faltered. “He
said those men were under arrest
for murder, and had broken jail.”
“He also said it was easy to con
vict men In this country if you only
knew how. It Is true we broke jail,
but only in order to save our lives; it
was the only way. Technically, we
are outlaws, and now run the risk of
Immediate re-arrest by returning
north of the Arkansas. We came to
you fugitives; 1 w-as charged with
murder, the negro with assault. So.
you see. Miss Hope, the desperate
class of men you are now associating
The slight bitterness In his tone
stung the girl into resentment. She
was looking straight at him, but in
the gloom he could not discern the
expression of her eyes.
“1 don’t believe it,” she exclaimed
decisively, “you—you do not look like
“My appearance may be sufficient to
convince you,” he returned, rather dry
ly, “but would weigh little before a
Western court. Unfortunately, the
evidence was strong against me; or
would have been had the case ever
come to a trial. The strange thing
about it was that both warrants were
sworn out by the same complainant,
and apparently for a similar purpose —
‘Black Bart’ Hawley.”
“To keep us from telling what we
knew regarding a certain crime. In
which either he. or some of his Inti
mate friends, were deeply interested."
“But it would all come out at the
trial, wouldn’t It?”
“There was to be no trial; Judge
Lynch settles the majority of such
cases out here at present. It is ex
tremely simple. Listen, and 1 will tell
yon the story.”
He reviewed briefly those occur
rences leading directly up to his ar
rest. saying little regarding the hor
rors of that seen© witnessed near the
Ctmmaron Crossing, but making suffi
clently clear his very slight connec
tion with it, and the reason those who
were guilty of the crime were so anx
ious to get him out of the way. She
listened Intently, asking few ques
tions, until he ended. Then they both
looked up, conscious that dawn was
becoming gray In the east. Keith’s
first thought was one of relief —the
bright sky showed him they were rid
ing straight north.
The Ford of the Arkansas.
They were still in the midst of the
fellow featureless plain, but the weary
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"I don’t believe it—ycu—you do not look like that," she exclaimed.
horses had slowed down to a walk,
the heavy sand retarding progress. It
was a gloomy, depressing scene in the
spectral gray light, a wide circle of
intense loneliness, unbroken by either
dwarfed shrub or bunch of grass, a
barren expanse to the §ky.
Vague cloud shadows jeemed to flit
across the level surface, assuming fan
tastic shapes, but all of the same dull
coloring, imperfect and unfinished.
Nothing seemed tangible or real, but
rather some grotesque picture of de
lirium, ever merging Into another yet
more hideous. The very silence of
those surrounding wastes seemed bur
densome, adding immeasurably to the
horror. They were but specks crawl
ing underneath the sky—the only liv
ing, moving objects in all that Im
mense circle of desolation and death.
Keith turned in his saddle, looking
back past Neb —who swayed In his
seat, with head lolling on his breast
as though asleep, his horse plodding.
after the others —along the slight trail
they had made across the desert. So
far as eye could reach nothing moved,
nothing apparently existed. Fronting
again to the north he looked upon the
same grim barrenness, only that far
off. against the lighter background of
distant sky, there was visible a faint
blur, a bluish haze, which he believed
to be the distant sand dunes border
ing the Arkansas. The intense dreari
ness of it all left a feellng-ofdepresslon.
His eyes turned and regarded the girl
riding silently beside him. The same
look of depression was visible upon
her face, and she was gazing off into
the dull distance with lack luster eyes,
her slender form leaning forward, her
hands clasped across the pommel.
The long weariness of the night had
left traces on her young face, robbing
it of some of its freshness, yet Keith
found it more attractive in the grow
ing daylight than amid the lamp shad
ows of the evening before. He had
not previously realized the peculiar
clearness of her complexion, the rose
tint showing through the olive skin,
or the soft and silky fineness of her
hair, which, disarranged, was strange
ly becoming under the broad brim of
the hat she wore, drawn low until It
shadowed her eyes. It was not a face
to be easily associated with frontier
concert halls, or any surrender to
evil; the chin round and firm, the lips
full, yet sufficiently compressed; the
whole expression that of pure and
dignified womanhood. She puzzled
him. and he scarcely knew what to
believe, or exactly how to act toward
“Our friends back yonder should be
turning out from the corral by now,”
he said finally, anxious to break the
silence, for she had not spoken since
he ended his tale. ”It will not be
long until they discover Hawley’s
predicament, and perhaps the welkin
already rings with profanity. That
may even account for the blue haze
Khe turned her eyes toward him,
and the slightest trace of a smile ap
peared from out of the depths of their
“If they would only remain satisfied
with that. Will they follow us, do
you think? And are we far enough
away by this time to be safe?”
“It is hardly likely they will let us
escape without a chase,” he answered
slowly. “We possess too much infor
mation now that we have their ren
dezvous located, and ‘Black Barf will
have a private grudge to revenge. I
wonder it he suspects who attacked
him! But don’t worry. Miss Hope;
we have miles the start, and the wind
has been strong enough to cover our
trail. ..Do you see that dark irregular
“Tea; is it a cloud?”
“No; the Arkansas sand dunes. I
am going to try to keep the horses
moving until we arrive there. Then
we will halt and eat whateve. Neb
has packed behind him, and rest for
an hour or two. You look very tired,
but I hope you can keep up for that
distance. We shall be safely out of
“Indeed, I am tired; the strain of
waiting alone in that cabin, and all
that happened last night, have tried
me severely. But —but I can go
Her voice proved her weakness, al
though It was determined enough, and
Keith, yielding to sudden impulse, put
out his hand, and permitted it to rest
upon hers, clasped across the pommel.
Her eyes drooped, but there was no
change of posture.
“Your nerve is all right,” he said,
admiringly, "you have shown yourself
a brave girl.”
“i could not be a coward, and be
my father’s daughter,” she replied,
with an odd accent of pride in her
choking voice, “but I have been afraid,
and—and I am still.”
“Of what? Surely, not that those
fellows will ever catch up with us?”
“No, 1 hardly know what, only there
is a dread I cannot seem to shake off.
as if some evil impended, the coming
of which I can feel, but not see. Have
you ever experienced any such pre
He laughed, withdrawing his hand.
“I think not. I am far too prosaic
a mortal to allow dreams to worry me.
So far I have discovered sufficient
trouble in real life to keep my brain
active. Even now I cannot forget how
hungry I am.”
She did not answer, comprehending
how- useless it would be to explain
and a little ashamed of her own ill
defined fears, and thus they rode on in
silence. He did not notice that she
glanced aside at him shyly, marking
the outline of his clear-cut features,
It was a manly face, strong, alive, full
of character, the well-shaped bead
firmly poised, the broad shoulders
squared In spite of the long night of
weary exertion. The depths of her
eyes brightened with appreciation.
As It Works in Real Life
Usual Experience of Man Who Starts
Out to “Show" the Folks
In the American Magazine Eugene
Wood writes on “Hunting a Job in
the Wicked City.” It is extraordinary
in its observation and humor. Many
of us have been through what he de
scribes. For,©wing is an extract:
“You pad. your trunk and start for
the WMcked City. There are lots of
jobs there. True, there are lots of
people looking for them, too. But
then, genuine merit. Is bound to suc
ceed, and that’s the kind you’ve got.
the sort with the yellow label on it
and genuine blown in the bottle
You’ll work like the very dickens, and
save up your money, and get rich, and
then you’ll come back and show ’em.
You’ll just show ’em.
“Y'ou’ll show ’em Yes. you will.
You can’t show ’em -in Johnnycake
Corners Some day when you’ve got
so many millions of dollars you don’t
know how many you have got and
your name is in the papers as often
<4s Chauncey M. Depew’s used to be.
t^ mrmr * 11 -
“I believe your story, Mr. Keith,”
she said at last softly,
“My story?” questioningly. and turn
ing Instantly toward her.
"Yes; all that you have told me
about what happened."
"Oh; 1 had almost forgotten having
told it. but I never felt any doubt but
what you would believe. 1 don't think
1 could He to you.”
It was no compliment, but spoken
wlt> such evident honesty that her
eyes met his with frankness.
"There could be no necessity; only
1 wanted you to know that I trust
you, and am grateful.”
She extended her hand this time,
and he took it within his own, holding
it firmly, yet without knowing what
to answer. There was strong impulse
within him to question her, to learn
then and there her own life story. Yet,
somehow, the reticence of the girl
restrained him; he could not deliber
ately probe beneath the veil she kept
lowered between them. Until she
chose to lift it herself voluntarily, he
possessed no right to Intrude. The
gentlemanly instincts of younger
years held him silent, realizing clear
ly that whatever secret might domi
nate her life, it w r as hers to conceal
just so long as she pleased. Out of
this swift struggle of repression he
managed to say;
"i appreciate your confidence, and
mean to prove worthy. Perhaps some
day 1 can bring you the proofs."
“1 need none other than your own
“Oh, but possibly you are too easily
convinced; you believed in Hawley.”
She looked at him searchingly, her
eyes glowing, her cheeks flushed.
“Yes," she said slowly, convincing
ly. “I know I did; I—l1 —I was so anx
ious to be helped, but —but this Is dif
fTO BE CONTINUED.)
ALASI THE POOR DUCHESS
She Thought Wealthy Couple Were
Making Sport of Her Wedding
Recently, when the wealthy Mile, de
R. was to be married, one of our good
duchesses had to make her a present,
just a little present. The duchess
thought it would be useless to expend
much money for a person so rich. She
thought if she would look through her
vast mansion she would be able to find
something, some trinket, to which the
addition of her card would give suffi
cient glory. She finally found In her
writing desk an Insignificant cameo
that she had once worn.
The following day she received from
her young friend a letter of enthusi
astic thanks; “Oh, you have been very
toolisn! This is too, too beautiful."
“She Is making sport of my little
present," thought the good duchess.
Then came a second letter, this time
from the husband who was to be:
"How can we thank you? We are de
lighted. This will spoil us.”
"The Impertinent fellow,” said the
duchess, “he wants me to understand
that 1 have been niggardly."
Nevertheless she went to pay a visit
to the R.’s before the marriage. There
in the midst of the presents, exposed
in a most prominent place, she saw the
little cameo placed upon her card. An
old gentleman approached her. He
was a member of the Academy of In
scriptions and Belleslettrea.
"What a wonderful present you have
given these children. Madame la duch
ess," he said. For forty years we have
been seeking for this very cameo. It
is of the era of Trojan, and this trin
ket is valued at two hundred thousand
Ah. the poor duchess. —Le Crl de
Fi : mitive Canadian College.
A great institution in embryo is the
remarkable Emanuel college at Saska
toon, in the diocese of Saskatchewan.
At the present time sixty young men
are being trained there under Princi
pal Lloyd to meet the rapidly grow
ing demand for young clergymen in
the vast territory of v r esteren Canada.
A picture of this college shows a lot
of wooden huts of the simplest spe
cies. standing on the open prairie.
Two tutors live in shacks also
you go back home on a visit and, one
day, just for a cod, you stop and see
the man that fired you. First thing
he’ll say is, ‘Nothing today,’ and when
you convince him that you aren’t ped
dling anything, and him your
name, he’ll say. oh, yes, he remembers
you, and come to find out, he isn't you
but your cousin he remembers. And
after you tell him with much detail
what house you used to live in, and
your mother’s connections and all. he
says: “Oh, yes. Why. certainly. I
know you like a book. Well, how’s
things with you? Who you workin'
for these days?’ You’ll show ’em.”
The Fatal Ring.
Au amazing story Is lold by the late
head of the Paris morgue. Five times
within his experience dead bodies
brought to the morgue were found to
be wearing a certain ring easily dis
tinguishable by its strange design. H
bore in Eastern characters this le
gend; “May whosoever wears tbl
ring die a miserable death.” M Mac
late chief of the Paris police, vouch*'
tor the truth of this
Fagan—Next toime Oi pass wid a
loidy, Hagan, ye’ve got to remove
Hagan—And suppose Oi refuse?
Fagan—Then, bedad, ye’ve got to
remove yer coat.
Not a Bit.
“In getting married Mr. Sothern
and Miss Marlowe showed very little
consideration for the public.”
“Why so ?”
“There’s no fun in watching a man
and his wife play ‘Romeo and Juliet.’"
Some neigbors don’t like it unless
you talk about them.
from woman’s ailments are invited to write to the names and
addresses here given, for positive proof that Lydia E. Piukham’s
Vegetable Compound docs cure female ills.
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Peoria.Hl.—Mrs. Christina Reed, 105 Mound St.
Natick, Mass.—Mrs. Nathan It. tireaton. 51
North Main St.
Milwaukee,Wis.—Mrs. Emma Imso, 833 Ist Rt,
Chicago, Ul.—Mrs. Alvena Sperling, 1468 Cly
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Victoria, Miss.—Mrs. Willio Edwards.
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j ronaugh, Mo.—Mrs. I). F. Aleshire.
Phenix, R.l.—Mrs. IVm. O. Ring, Box 282.
Caristadt, N.J.— Mrs. Louis Fischer, 32 Mon
South Sanford, Me.—Mrs. Charles A. Austin.
Schenectady, N.Y.—M'rs.H.Portcr,7B2 Albany
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Big Run, Pa.—Mrs. W. E. Pooler.
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SiegelSt - Backache.
Peoria, 111.—Mrs. Clara L. Gauwltz, B, B, No.
4, Box 62.
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Chicago, 111.—Mrs. W m. Ahrens,2239W.2lst Rt.
Bellevue, Ohio.—Mrs. Edith Wieland, 238
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Black Duck, Mian.—Mrs. Anna Anderson,
Wesleyrllle.Pa.—Mrs. Maggie Ester,R.F.D. t
Trenton, Mo.—Mrs.W. T. Purnell,367 Lincoln
Camden,N.J.—Mrs. El la Johnston, 259 Liberty
Chicago, Hl.—Mrs. Wm. Tolly, 2062 Ogden
Caledonia, Wis.—Mrs. Ph. Scbattner, R.B. 14,
Adrian, Mo.—Mrs. C. B. Masomß.R. No. 2.
N. Oxford, Mass.—Miss Amelia Duso, Box 14.
Nogaunee, Mich. —Mrs. MarySedlock ,Box 1273.
Orrvillo, Ohio,—Mrs. E. F. Wagner, Box 620.
Atwater. Ohio.—Miss Minnie Muelhaupt.
Prairie duCh lcn,Wl.—Mrs. J alia Konlcheck,
B. No. L
Buffalo, N.T.— Mrs. Clara Darbrake, 17 M ar lo
in out St.
Winchester, lad.—Mrs. May Deal, R.R. N0.7.
St. Regis Falla, N.Y.—Mrs. J, 11. Breye.o.
Gravy file, lll.—Mrs. Jessie Schaar, Box 22.
Munson, Ohio.—Mrs. Goo. Strlckier, R. No. 5,
Mnrrayvllle, lll.—Mrs. Chas. Moore R. R. 8.
Philadelphia, Pa.—Mrs. Chas. Booil, 2213 N.
Minneapolis, Minn.—Mrs. John Q. Mold an,
2116 Second St., North.
Hudson, Ohio.—Mrs. LenaCarraoclno.R.F.D.T.
Westwood, Md.—Mrs. John F. Richards.
Benjamin, Mo.—Mra. Julia Frantz, R.F.D. 1,
W.TerreHauto.lnd.—Mrs. Artie E. Hamilton.
Elmo, Mo.—Mrs. A. C, DaVault.
Lawrence, lowa.—M rs. J ulia A. Snow, R. No. 8.
Utica. Ohio.—Mrs. Mary Earlwlne, It. F. 1). 3.
Bellevue, Ohio.—Mrs. Charley Chapman. R.F.
D. No. 7.
Elgin, 111.—Mrs. Henry Lclse berg, 743 Adams
Schaetferstown Pa,—Mrs. Cyvws Hetrlch-
Cresson, Pa.—Mrs. Ella E. Aik sy.
Fairchance, Pa.—Mrs. Idelia A. Denham, Box
Knoxville, lowa.—Mrs. ClnraFranks, R.F.D. 8.
Oronogo, Mo.—Mrs. Mao McKnight.
Camden, N.J.—Mrs. W. P. Valentine, 902 Lin
Muddy, TlL—Mrs. May Nolen.
Brookville, Ohio.—Mrs. K. Kinnison.
Fitchville. Ohio.—Mrs. C. Cole.
Philadelphia, Pa.—Mrs, Frank Clark, 241 C E.
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