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JOHN BURT
Author of “The Kidnapped Millionaires,'* ‘‘Colonel Monroe's Doctrine,” Etc.
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CHAPTER XV.
A Brilliant Campaign.
James Blake yet longed for specula
tive laurels. His one ambition was to
achieve some sweeping coup, and taste
the inward Joy of triumph—sweeter
far than the undeserved fame which
had amassed half a million of dol
lars the temptation to risk it was too
«trong to be resisted. John Burt had
just terminated a campaign which had
netted him nearly a million in profit,
and John Hawkins had been equally
successful. Blake saw a chance and
took it. With nerve and skill he
forced a stock to a point where vic
tory seemed certain; but an unfore
seen event ruined his chances at the
moment when the spell of ill-luck
seemed broken. The market turned,
but by a series of moves, brilliant as
If inspired by success instead of dis
aster, Blake saved himself from a
complete rout, and emerged with one
half of his capital
A few days later he held an Inter
view with John Burt—an Interview
destined to mark an epoch in his ca
reer.
“Can you arrange your affairs so
as to go to New York for me, starting
on Saturday?” asked John Burt.
‘‘l can start to-night if necessary,”
replied Blake.
“Saturday night will be better.” said
Burt. “Two important railroad stocks
will decline heavily next week. They
are now bouyant, and the public is
eager to buy them. I shall have dis
posed of my interest in them before
you reach New York. Two million
dollars will be placed there to your
credit. Proceed at once, on your
orrival. to sell short one hundred thou
sand shares of each of these stocks.
You should be able to do this in three
days without seriously breaking the
murket. You hold in your name be
tween five and six million dollars'
worth of stocks and bonds, which are
listed on the New York exchange. Ex
press them to New York at once. I
propose to convert them into cash.
When I wire you, throw them on the
market and sell more of the railroad
stocks. This is our introduction to
tho Eastern market. We'll discuss
the details before you leave, and I
■have absolute faith in your ability to
conduct the campaign.”
It was a proud moment for Blake.
There was no shadow of envy or jeal
ousy in his thoughts as he looked into
the fqce of the companion of his boy
hood. and heard him speak calmly of
millions and of launching them against
the giants of Wall street.
“I can do it! I will do it!" he ex
claimed. "I see your plan, and its
magnificent. John, magnificent! It
will win—win beyond a doubt.”
John was silent for a moment, and a
far-off look came to his eyes.
“I have two important personal com
missions for you, Jim,” he said.
While in New York ascertain for me
if Arthur Morris is alive. Find out
what he is doing, and learn what you
can about him. The second task is a
more delicate one. It concerns Miss
Carden. I wish to know "
“I know exactly what you want." in
terrupted Jim Blake as John hesita
ted. "You want to know where she
is. how she is. if she loves you.
and ”
“You need not attempt the latter
task.” said John rather shortly. "You
are likely to undertake too much. For
the present I do not care to acquaint
Miss Carden, or any one in the East,
with my whereabouts, or even with
the fact of my existence. Be careful
in this matter. Jim. Of course you
will go to Hingham and visit your
■kinsfolk. You can easily learn all I
care to know from the Bishops, or per
haps from Sam Rounds. If not. go
to Boston; but get the facts without
calling on Miss Carden. You under
stand. don’t you, Jim?”
“Certainly I do. old fellow.’’ said
Jim heartily. “I’ll be as cautious as a
dime-novel sleuth.”
After repeated conferences every de
tail of the Wall street campaign was
agreed upon, ar.d James Blake sot his
face toward 3 the East.
He arrived in New York on Friday
evening. Early the following mcrnlng
he appeared in Wall street and pre
sented letters of introduction to the
banks and brokers who had been se
lected by John Burt as agents in the
•pending operations.
On Monday morning he opened ac
counts with brokers and began selling
By FREDERICK
UPHAM ADAMS
small blocks of the two railway stocks.
The market was strong, and all offer
ings were eagerly absorbed. In three
days he had sold one hundred thou
sand shares of each stock, and the
market was stationary. He wired the
fact to John Burt and received In
structions. The following day he be
gan the cash sale of the stocks and se
curities. When half of them were
sold the market began to weaken.
On Thursday morning he received
a cipher telegram which, when trans
lated, read as follows:
"Sell remainder of securities at
market price, and then ofTer railroads
A and B in five thousand lots.
“J. B.”
Beneath the weight of these offer
ings the market trembled and then
broke sharply. I-ate in the afternoon
came the news of the resignation of
powerful directors on railroads A and
B; the organization of a competing
line, and the passage of a resolution
for enormous bond issues.
When James Blake went to bed late
Saturday night it was after fifty hours
of work without sleep. He had prac
tically concluded one of the most de
cisive campaigns ever waged on the
street. Before turning out the lights
he again read a telegram received a
few hours before, and his handsome
face flushed with pleasure as he read:
“Accept my congratulations on your
superb handling of our campaign. Mr.
Hawkins joins In salutations and we
drink your health. J. B.”
" ‘Our’ campaign?" said Blake, half
aloud. "That’s the highest of com
pliments. John must have won tor
tunes. and I’m a millionaire at last.
Wonder if I can sleep. Here goes.”
He dropped into a slumber deep and
untroubled ns that of a child.
James Blake found himself the Wall
street hero of the hour. He was ac
claimed the young financial giant from
tho Pacific slope—a market Ivanhoe
who had driven his lance through the
armor of famed knights and warriors.
He drank deep of the glorious nectar
of victory. The day had dawned when
he could accept honors fairly won.
While admitting that John Burt was
the master-mind of the campaign,
Blake knew that he had played no
small part In Its consummation. He
had Invested every dollar of his own.
He had carried his stock to the bot
tom of the market and covered in time
to profit on the reaction. In a week
of furious conflict he had not made a
mistake.
New York threw open her gates as
to a victorious general, proud to be
looted in honor of his fame. She be
came the opulent and willing mistress
to his pleasures. She fanned his
fevered brow and whispered soft words
of praise Into his ears.
He banqueted with money kings In
staid bid clubs; he met as an equal
the dashing young scions of wealth
around the boards In fashionable
cafes; ho drifted through drawing
rooms brilliant in light, and looked in
to tho admiring faces of radiant
women: he mingled with the jeweled
throng in playhouse and opera; he
read his name and the story of his
fame in tho public prints—and he for
got John Burt.
He spent an evening in a Fifth Ave
nue Club —the guest of a young bank
er and broker who had profited from
the coup. Blake was faultlessly
dressed, and his fine face was more
handsome than ever. He goodnatur
edly declined to discuss his triumphs
in California, but told with spirit,
frankness and humor the tales of suc
cessive reverses and modestly at
tributed his recent run of success to
luck.
"You must transfer your activities
to New York.” advised young Kings
ley. who had been willed several mil
lions and a banking business. “San
Francisco is too small and provincial
for you. Ah. here comes a fellow
you must meet!”
A thick-set young man had entered
the room. He stood and listened with
a bored expression to a friend who
was enthusiastic over some matter,
and persisted in repeatedly shaking
hands.
"That’s Morris —Arthur Morris.” ex
plained Kingsley. “Son of old Ran
dolph Morris—don't you know. Pere
Morris retiied from business two
weeks ago and turned everything over
to Arthur. He was a wild one, but
hos settled down. The Morris rail
lions won't shrink In his hands. I
want you to know him. Blake."
When Morris’ name was mentioned
Blake started and gazed Intently at
the stolid face and heavy figure In the
far corner of the smoking-room. With
shame he recalled that he had made
no Inquiry concerning this man, whose
death or existence meant so much to
John Burt.
For a moment his nerves tingled,
and he longed to walk across the room
and choke Morris for John’s sake, but
he reflected that this was folly. It
was enough to know that Morris lived.
John Burt was dead —so far as Arthur
Morris was concerned —and Blake, as
John's reincarnation, threw himself
on guard, determined to profit to the
utmost by the incident.
“Glad to see you, old man!” ex
claimed Kingsley, rising to greet Mor
ris. “I want you to know my friend,
Mr. Blake —Mr. James Blake, of San
Francisco —Mr. Arthur Morris. You
certainly have heard "
“ ’Pon ray word this Is unexpected
luck!” Arthur Morris thrust forward
a soft hand and winced as Blake clasp
ed It with simulated heartiness.
“Delighted to meot you, Mr. Blake!”
Morris exclaimed. "Been looking for
you everywhere! Sent my card to
your apartments this evening. By
Jove, you're a corker, don’t you know,
Mr. Blake! Walter, a bottle of Perler
Gouet, ’54. I want to drink your
health, Mr. Blake.”
“Glad to meet you. Mr. Morris!”
said James Blake, looking him full In
the eyes. "I've heard of your father,
and the famous old firm, and learned
only to-day that you’ve succeeded him
in business.”
Two years spent by Arthur Morris
in an apprenticeship to the trade of
money grasping and holding had
seamed the puffed, round face with
hard lines. Tho once dull eyes glow
ed with the newly-lighted fires of
avarice. The sensuous lips dropped
at the comers with a cruel curve. Tho
former air of Indifference was re
placed by the alertness of defense and
aggressiveness.
Close observers predicted a great ca
reer for Arthur Morris. His father
was delighted with the transformation
and did not hesitate to give to his
heir the keys which unlocked the Mor
ris treasurer vaults.
The hours glided by to the music of
clinking glasses and the rising clatter
of conversation. And as James Blake
talked and listened and drank, his
aversion to Arthur Morris relaxed, j
He loved John Burt and was eager to
espouse his cause, but John had not
commissioned him to quarrel with
Arthur Morris. Perhaps the affair of
the years beforo was only a boyhewd
dispute?
He glanced nt the white expanse of
Morris' shirt front and wondered If tho
scar of John’s bullet showed over his
heart. Morris lived, and the thought
came to Blake that the score was even
between John and the young million
aire. The feud had made John rich —
why should John complain? And
Arthur Morris did not seem to be such
a bad sort of a fellow after all.
Thus reasoned Blake as Morris
took his arm nnd led him away from
the noisy club men.
“Say we get out of this?” said Mor
ris. proffering a cigarette case.
“You’ll be my guest to-night, Blake!
Won't listen to a refusal, my dear
fellow! I’ve bachelor apartments,
and anything you ask is yours. I
want to have a quiet chat with you.
Let's make our excuses and stroll to
Delmonlco's for a bite of supper. Then
we'll go to my rooms.*'
Blake accepted tho Invitation and
after supper they drove to the Morris
apartment.
“I’m rather fond of these quarters,
don’t you know." said Morris, as he
showed his guest through a suite
worthy of a Lucullus. "Picked up some
of this stuff abroad, and the governor
contributed tho rest of it. Rammohun,
serve us that 1809 brandy!”
The Indian servant bowed and
moved noiselessly away. Morris open
ed a writing-desk and glanced at a
number of unopened letters.
(To be continued.)
SHIRTS MUST HAVE SHRUNK.
Red Flannel Garment Wife Mistook
for Coral Necklace.
“Jim” Sullivan tells of a friend, a
sufTerer from rheumatism, who. hear
ing during the early part of the win
ter that red flannel worn next to the
body was a remedy for that com
plaint. purchased several undershirts
made of that material. The clerk as
sured him that the goods were guar
anteed In every particular.
About two weeks afterward Mr.
Sullivan’s friend revisited the shop
where he had bought the red flannel
shirts and registered a big kick
against the perpetuation against him
of what he termed "a fearful
swindle.”
"What's the matter?” asked the
proprietor. "Have the shirts faded
or shrunk?”
"Faded! Shrunk!” howled the man
"What do you think my wife said to
me when I came down to breakfast
yesterday with one of them on? Well,
sir. she smiled sweetly and asked:
“ ‘Why are you wearinr my pink
coral necklace around your throat,
John?’ ” —New York Times.
Russia's Army.
It has been estimated that the to
tal war footing of the Russian army
after calling out all the reserves
amounts to 5,250,000 men. or more
than ten times that of Japan. The
soldiers are drawn from the Ignorant
peasant class and the officers from
the governing ranks cf society.
Should Russia call out all her troops
she will have 78.827 officers, 5.180,-
958 soldiers, 613.400 horses and 4,000
cannon. Germany Is the only nation
that exceeds Russia In Its military
equipment.
NO CALL FOR INTERFERENCE.
Wife Thought She and Her Husband
Got Along Reasonably Well.
J. Adam Bede, is fond of telling a
story of what he vows was a real ex
perience in one of the 'remote corners
of his district.
“I was traveling around just before
election, of course purely for pleas
ure," lie says, “when passing a small
house in a little clearing 1 heard a
terrible uproar Inside. A free fight
of large proportions seemed to be in
progress. Abandoning ray horse, I
rushed to the door. My knocking was
drowned by the disturbance, so I
pushed open the door and entered. A
husband and wife were having a little
controversy. He was armed with a
wooden ladle and she with a heavy
frying pan. and they were belaboring
each other unmercifully.
"The fact is, they were about even
ly matched, but I did not have time
to see this, and fearing the women
would be hurt. I seized the man by
the collar and dragged him back,
gasping and speechless. Not so tho
woman. With a final bang of tho
pan over his head she turned on me
savagely and said;
” *See here, what right have you
butting in? Go on and mind youtf
own business! I’d have you to un
derstand that we get along about as
well as most married folks!" —Satur-
day Evening Post.
BOOKMARKS OF ALL SORTS.
City Librarian Hat Collection Left
by Forgetful Persons.
“Anything in sight will do for
bookmarks,” said a librarian of a city
circulating library recently. "Many In
returning books forget to keep their
bookmarks. As a result 1 have an
large collection of odd things in the
bookmark line.
“Among them were stacks of let
ters. business letters of importance,
letters containing grocery bills, gas
bills, meat bills, due bills, bills of
sale, mortgages and Insurance poli
cies. social letters, family letters and
letters of the amorous sort, photo
graphs, hairpins, spectacles, keys,
scissors and single keys sufficient to
equip a gang of burglars."
Wild Flowers.
Scan-*- known by name. they pie the
ground
With motley colors, starry forma.
In them the minuet skies are found
That follow after, storms.
And blurs of crimson, blue and gold.
Their graceful chnllces unfold.
While 'inld the dead leaves pile and
pent
Humbly they live and die content.
Huge oaks shove them lift their heads
And drop the acorn, shed the leaf.
The harvest Hold far round them sheds
Plenty In many a sheaf.
And they, half fragrant, brighten earth.
Low In the shadows where there's dearth
Of pain or pleusure. love or fife.
Far from the world's mud. ceaseless
strife.
They speak no message, net no part.
Th--y have no works to show;
Deep hidden here they touch no heart.
And <lo not ask to know;
Yet If one meet the eye of man
It all unfolds the Master plan—
The Power that painted this fair
bloom.
For man can have no futile doom.
—Charles W. Stevenson In New York
Observer.
Birds Lived Long in Captivity.
After seventy-five years of captiv
ity, female eagle owl has just died
In an aviary In England. Brought
from Norway in 1829. this bird within
the last thirty years has reared no
less than ninety young. Although the
eagle owl is reputed to live to a great
age, there appear to be but few re
corded instances where the age could
be definitely ascertained. A golden
eagle which died at Vienna in 1719
was known to have been captured 104
years previously, and a falcon, of
what species Is not recorded, is said
to have attained an age of 162 years.
A white-headed vulture, taken in 1706
died In the zoological gardens at
Vienna in 1824, thus living 118 years
in captivity.
Destructive Ivy.
A striking, lesson as to the destruc
tive effects of the unchecked growth
of ivy can now be seen a few miles
to the north of London. A fine old
parish church has been wrecked by
the green parasite, which lias been
too long encouraged from a false idea
of picturesque beauty—the old Essex
Church of All Saints, Chingford. Last
February. In the midst of bleak,
windy weather, the crash came; the
whole roof of the nave and south
aisle collapsed in a complete wreck,
baking and Imperiling the walls,
which are bound speedily to follow.
—The Athenaeum.
Quieting the Baby.
The young medical student was try
ing to photograph his two-year-old
nephew. Two-years-old refused to sit
still. It was an affectation with the
student to carry a stethoscope In his
inside pocket. He took it out and
placed tho ear pieces in the little
boy’s ears and the sounder on his
stomach. Then as the baby diges
tive system sent up some sort of
queer rumble which was reproduced
by the stethoscope in resounding
roars, the little boy's face grew rapt
with an over-powering scientific in
terest and the shutter snapped.
Negligence Caused Riot.
At Daimlel, a town in Central Spain.
ti procession was arranged in honor
of the Virgen de las Cruces. The city
authorities failed to provide a band
for the occasion, which so incensed
those who were in the procession
ihat they marched to the court house
and broke all the windows with
.-tones. Then they bombarded the
house of the alcalde with stones «.nd
set it on fire. The firemen were Im
peded in their work, and It took the
town's whole police force to quell the
riot.
BEFORE FAME REACHED HIM.
Letter Written by Great French
Author in Pessimistic Mood.
A letter written by Talne. the groat
French author, during the years that
he struggled for recognition has been
published recently. He writes: "A
vision of a book worth writing lias
been flitting before my eyes; I am
sorry for it. Those momentary delu
sions awuken the passionate animal
which I believed to be crushed or
asleep, and I afterward fall back Into
reality with great bitterness. Then
I have to cool myself down with ice
cold arguments. I hope, with time,
to succeed in killing my old self and
only preserving the machine. I treat
myself every morning with the follow
ing sentence: ’A codfish coutalns
4.M00.000 eggs, 200 of which reach the
adult stage.' It is natural that 1
should be one of the 3.999.800 others!
This phrase, properly applied and suf
ficiently soaked in a Spinoza infusion,
helps one to become a reasonable and
worthy beast in an overcoat, a black
tie -and spectacles, working as regu
larly as a mill horse, generally es
teemed. useful to society and perfect
ly worthy of being a navvy or u min
ister.”
WROTE WHILE IN PRISON.
Famous Poets Composed Great Works
in Solitude.
John Bunyan wrote "Pilgrim's Prog
ress" during one of his terms in pris
on, which altogether lasted twelve
years. The brilliant Frenchman. Mir
aheau, during his three years’ impris
onment at Vincennes, wrote many
pamphlets and his "Lettres de cachet
et prisons d’etat.” Luther, while in
the solitary castle of Wartburg, wrote
that noble hymn "Ein Feste Burg, Ist
Unser Gott.” During his thirteen
years’ confinement in the tower of
London Sir Walter Raleigh wrote a
history of the world from the creation
to 150 B. C. Daniel Defoe, who was
imprisoned for two years for the pub
lication of an Ironical pamphlet en
titled "The Shortest Way with Dis
senters," produced during his impros
oninent several of the 210 works he Is
said to have written. The poet Love
lace wrote "I«ucasta” while a political
prisoner, and the Roman philosopher,
Boethius, wrote In prison a work sin
gularly appropriate to his situation —
“Ou the Consolation of Philosophy "
Midsummer Day Festival.
Midsummer day, or St. John the
Baptist’s day. Is a festival of much
Importance among the Masur peasant
girls In East Prussia. On this day
they each make a wreath, and each
in turn tries to throw her wreath so
as to lodge it on a fruit tree. A girl
must keep on throwing until her
wreath stays in the branches and the
number of attempts Is supposed U> In
dicate the number of years she will
have to wait to get married. When
the girls are thus engaged the young
men of tho village stand around chaf
fing them when they miss. The girl
who lands her wreath at the first at
tempt Is vehemently applauded. The
Masurs are Poles who live In that
part or Prussia which was once part
of Poland.
“Praise Not the Day Till It Is Over.”
Thou shnlt not prills-' the day till night
Is falling.
However fair its dawn and noon may
he:
Ofttlines at eventide come storms appall
ing.
Hetting the lightning and the thunder
free.
Thou shalt not blame the day till It la ,
Though It has brought thee flood and
hurricane;
Full *>ft at nightfall comes dee" pe-vee.
descending
In sunset gold and roses, glorious gain.
I'ralse each fair tuorn that calls thee up
from sleeping.
And through the hot day work v/lth
all thy might
Then leave the evening hour In Heavens
keeping.
Which sent both winter cloud and sum
mer light.
—\\ e-tmlnster Gazette.
Too Much for Bismarck.
During a visit to London Bismarck
was invited to Inspect a famous brew
ery. and. in acknowledgment of his
reputation lor beer drinking, an enor
mous tankard of old ale was set be
fore him. “I seized the tankard.”
said the iron chancellor, "ami I
thought of my country and drank to
Prussia and tilted it till It was em
pty. Then I thanked my entertainers
and succeeded in making my way as
far as London bridge. There I sat
down in one of tho stone recesses
and for a considerable length of time
the great bridge went round nu<J i
round me.”
Blunders in Translation.
In New Britain a missionary, in
translating, was seeking some native
idiom to convey the idea of a binding
oath, when a chief suggested that the
desired phrase was. "I would rather
speak to my wife’s mother than do
such and such a tiling.” In British
Columbia a missionary wanted his
catechist to translate “A crown of
glory that fadeth not away.” This
was done to the satisfaction of all
concerned, but ultimately the mlfl
ft»onary found to his horror that it
had been rendered. "A hat that never
wears out!”
Pipe Made of Bamboo.
A traveler in the Philippines
writes: "You see that girl coming
along the streets carrying a long cyl
inder of bamboo upon her shoulder?
She is returning from the water
works and is carrying home a good
supply of clean drinking water. Yes,
it is a big bamboo tube—surely eight
feet long and twenty-two Inches at
least In circumference. The Inside
iXvlslons have been forced out by
meats of a stick nnd the Internal
compartments all combined Into oao.
It holds T lot of liquid.”
English vs. American Hotels.
Landlord Simeon Ford of New York,
who has Just come back from foreign
ports, tells how much easier It Is to
keep a hotel in England than in this
country. If an Englishman doesn't
want mutton chops for hts breakfast,
he wants bacon and eggs. Tho land
lord can depend on that. Over here,
however, it is different. The hotel!
keeper must cater to dozens of distinct
food zones, and the bill of faro must
take in everything, including scrapple,
hog and hominy, pie, doughnuts and
all the other local specialties. “The
habit of serving seventy-five bad
things to eat In seventy-five separate
canary bird baths I regard as a draw
back to our country hotej-s,” say*
landlord Ford.
Teeth Made of Paper.
One of the most novel inventions
which halls from Germany is false
teeth made from paper. Many of the
dentists are using thorn and find them
to be entirely satisfactory. They have
several advantages over the ordinary
ones made of porcelain or mineral
composition, as they are cheap, do not
break or chip, are not sensitive to
heat or cold, nor has the moisture ul
the mouth any affect upon them.
Arriving at a Verdict.
Kushequa, Pa.. Aug. 1. — (Special)-
In this section of Pennsylvania there
Is a growing belief that for such Kid
ney Diseases ns Rheumatism and
Lame Back there is only one sure
cure and that is Dodd's Kidney Pills.
This belief grows from such cases as
that of Mrs. M. I*. Davison of this
place. She tells tho story herself as
follows;
"I have suffered from Rheumatism
for thirty years ami find that Dodd's
Kidney Pills have done me more good
than any medicine I have ever taken.
I was also bothered with Hack
and I can only say that my back
hasn’t bothered mo since I toolc
Dodd’s Kidney Pills."
Considering that Mrs. Davison only
took two boxes of Dodd's Kidney Pills,
the result would be considered won
derful If it were not that others are
reporting similar results daily. Kushe
qua is fast arriving at a verdict that
"Dodd’s Kidney Pills are the one sure
cure for Rheumatism.”
Nice Girl—Which is the luckiest day
In the week to get married on? Cynical
Bachelor—l think it’s safest to wait for
the eighth.
Every housekeeper should know
that if they will buy Duflauce Cold
Water Starch for laundry us# they
will save not only time, becauso It
never sticks to the Iron, but becauso
each package contains 16 oz.—one full
pound—while all other Cold Water
Starches are put up In %-pound pack
ages, and tho price Is tho same, 10
cents. Then again becauso Deflunce
Starch Is free from all Injurious chem
icals. If your grocer tries to sell you a
12-oz. package It Is because he ha»
a stock on hand which he wishes to
dispose of before bo puts In Defiance.
Ho knows that Defiance Stnrch liaa
printed on every package In large let
ters and figures "16 ozs.” Demand
Defiance and save much time and
money and tho annoyance of the Iron
atlckftig. Deflanco novor sticks.
Tact Is the art of doing tilings with*
..hi appeal mg lo .1.. 11 ■ •*in
$100 Reward, $100
The reader* ..f thin paper will be plca*rd to le»rn
ttntt there l» at leant one .treaded dlteaan dial a.-lenre
baa been able t„ i'ur« In all Itn «t«ge*. and that W
Catarrh. Haifa < aiarrh < urn I* the only P<*«U!va
cure now known to the tne.ll.-al fraternity. < atarrti
being a r.iiiatltutlolißl dUesae. require* a oiiatUu
tlonal treatment. Half- < alarrli Care la taken In
ternally. acting directly upon 'be blood and mucous
aurfacea of the ayaieui, thereby deatraylng the
foundation of the dl-eaw. apd girliuj lb- patient
strength by building up the e-iii*tMutton and aaalat
fng nature In doing Ita work. Tlie proprietor* have
ao flinch faith In lta curative powera that they offer
One Hundred Pullar* for any < *»o that It falls la#
cure. Send for ll*t of teatluionUla,
Addreaa K. .1. « IIKNKV * CO.. Toledo, O.
Sold bjr all Ilrugglala. ?*•'-
Take Ball's f amily IMIU for constipation.
"Come Imre, young scamp. I'll teach
you to smoke Hgii rettes.” "You netvl -
n't trouble, father; I've taught myself.
, ao not believe Plao'n Cure for C/onauoiptfoi*
ban an equal for coughs and colds.— John K.
liOTSlt, Trinity Spring'. Uid . Feb. 15, 1900.
"Is your friend much of an enter
tainer?" "I don't believe he ever en
tertained nn Idea, even"
More Flexible and Lasting,
won't shake out or blow out; by using
Defiance Starch you obtain better re
sults than possible with any other
brand and one-third more for same
money.
Few women are so gifted as not to
care whether they are pretty or not.
Important to Mothers.
Exnminn carefully every bottle of CASTORIA,
a safe and sure remedy for Infants and children,
and see that it
Bear* the
Signature of
tin Uao For Over :»o Year*
Tbu Kind Yuu Have Always Bought.
Don’t be In too big a burry to ex
press your opinion —it may he cheaper
o send It by mall
Those Who Have Tried It
will use no other. Defiance Cold Wa
ter Starch has no equal In Quantity
r»r Quality—l 6 oz. f->r 10 cents. Other
brands contain only 12 oz.
A candidate doesn't always stand or*
I lie platform of Ills party sometimes
be uses It to lie on.
Mrs. Winslow's Soothing Syrup.
,vtra. winaiow * eoowiing syrnn.
Vor children teething, soften* the gum*, reduce- n*.
Ilamuiailuii, alia} * pain, cure* wind colic. a bottle.
A man's left band Is bis write hand
when bo is left-handed.
CITC permanently cured. Vo fltaor nervontmea* aftsr
■ llw flrat day'* uw of I>r. KlJn-’« Great Verve Keefore
or Send for KItKK •«.<><! trial bottle and
OU. U. U. KUU, 1.u1., 831 Arch hvr.srt, I'iilbulelptUa, f*a
Many u glcl feels that she bar lost
her ».<•!. rt when she has really lost her
appetite.
Insist on Getting It.
Some grocers say they don't keep
Defiance Starch because they have a
stock in hand of 12 oz. brands, which
they know cannot be sold to a custo
mer who has once the 16 oz.
pkg. Defiance Starch f<.v same money.
The soda water business Is apt to be
a fizzle.

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