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The fetish of the Waxworks
REMARKABLE achievements of Ivan Brodsky, physician, whose investigations into psychic phenomena enabled him to cure spiritual diseases and to exorcise evil spirits from the bodies of their victims. A A By H. RC. EGBERT A A icoDyri iUt. Ly W0 . by W 'a ChmapI ) op} r~g it I~n lrlat irtiman. 'I. DI[)I'PY. Frenchman and patriot, more Yankee than the native born, since he took out naturali zation papers, wears the British flag in his button A story hangs upon this, the story of a dead hero to whom the pres ence t: ( Paul became an outrage and abomination. And it was llrodsky who saved Paul from his post-mortem ven geance. A story hangs upon this, the story of a dead hero to whom the plresence of Paul became an outrage and abom ination. And it was Brodsky who saved Paul from his post-mortem ven geance. The psychical investigations of Dr. Ivan Brodsky, and the marvelous re stilts which he had obtained in his warfare against' the hosts of evil, some of which I have previously re counted, had by this time made him known to a large circle of those to whom such things as spiritual pos session are facts rather than theories. In hospitals, in prisons, wherever we find pain and sin congregated, occult manifestations are a commonplace of existence, though fear of ridicule de bars the inmates from making any mention of them. It was in such in stitutions that Brodsky's reputation spread broadcast. But there are pris ons for the dead as well as the living. as I shall show. Neither Brodsky nor I was greatly surprised when a visitor entered his study one evening and implored his aid in the unraveling of a mystery which had. he was convinced, a su pernatural explanation. "At least, I can't help thinking so myself, sir." said the man, speaking fluently, but with a slight foreign accent. "Al thonugh I am not a believer in such things myself." Brodsky's brows clouded: that was the stock phrase that he detested. "If you do not believe in such things, how dare you make the. sug gestion that they exist?" he cried. "Be honest with yourself and with me, man, or go elsewhere. Do you believe in them or do you not?" "Yes, sir, I do," replied our visitor. "RBut when one makes such an admis sion one is ridiculed-it's hard-" "Humph!" grunted the doctor. "Go ahead with your story." The visitor sat down and fingered his hat nervously. He was apparently a man of the laboring class, to judge from his appearance; yet he showed signs of intelligence superior to that of most of his kind. I could account for his mental disturbance only when he had finished his story. "I'm a Frenchman by birth, sir," he began, "and I've been seven years in this country. I'm a naturalized citizen and proud of my adopted country. I learned my trade in Paris; it's a queer trade, and there's not many throughout the whole world follows it, so that it pays well, especially as it requires a certain amount of artistic ability, though less than you would suppose. I am a maker of wax figures for the Waxworks theater on Fifth street. You may not know the place, gentlemen, for people seem somehow to have lost Interest in that form of entertainment, though it used to be the craze in years gone by. My task is to model life-size wax figures of all people of prominence. We've got the famous murderers, of course, and the presidents, and the heroes of the rev. olution, and all the famous kings and queens of England. the great soldiers and sailors-Wellington, Napoleon, I Nelson-" "Faugh!" said the doctor. "Let the dead rest in their graves. Don't you know that every time you set up an t o anent against making rp ! on." "i ello sirt " said our f iuirta . "-s lI told .a . I' constantly at ork farh- . toning th<.e figures fo r 3l r 1arn1,t licas thlfe PrIin We 'id ct hattii Uncle Sam 's Small Change Much Prrfit in the Coinage of the Humble But Much-Used Cent. The every-day bronze American Oe-<ent pies. llmade of 95 arts co'p per to file parts of tin and zinc. costs the United States govrnment about one-tenth of a cent. Uncle Sam's total profit in the one-cent and the five nan any of naval otliiers up to a few ikee weeks :-co. Then .':nme Dewey's vic orn, tory o~ cr the' Spaniards and naval rail- men becamie the rage. .Mr Margotson the I is always looking out for som:nething ton- ilE. so he sVys to lme. 'Dupuy. let's day. have a few statues of naval officers of pon history. Do you remember any?' lead 'Sure" said I. there's Villeneuve and res- St. Page and--' 'Quit talking French.' and said MIr. Margotson. 'What about who John Paul Jones and Nelson?' So I ven- set to work and made replicas of them. The one of .ones was fair, but :ory the S;elson statue was first-rate. I did nee it all from his portraits, and there he om- stands in the gallery with one arm who and one eye, and everybody who comes in recognizes him at once. And that brings me to the point." Dr. "Ah, you've had trouble with Nel re. son?" cried Brodsky. his "Mon dieu!" said Dupuy. lapsing 'vil, into his native tongue as he wiped his re- forehead. "he's trying to murder me." him The man broke off and eyed us fur to tively. I had long learned to keep pos- guard over my face, but incredulity ies. was in my heart. As for the doctor, we he said nothing, and the man contin rult ued: of "it must have been a week ago that de- the first thing happened. I was adjust any ing the scabbard of his sword-we use in- real swords in our scabbards-and the tion point flew through and went right into iris- my wrist-just missed a large artery. ing, Look!" lie held his hand up for our inspec atly tion. There was a ragged cut, half his healed, along the base of the hand. his "And I'll swea, that the figure :ery pushed the sword throigh the scab su- hard-pusihed it violently, for it cut I clear through the leather. But I didn't dr." catch on just then. Then, four days but afterward, as I was passing it, the 'Al- thing flew from its pedestal and keeled uch me over. My head just missed the iron radiator by two inches. And I tell you, was I;t didn't fall, it fairly threw itself at me." urh What does Mr. Margotson say to gUy- that? asked Brodsky. ied., "He laughs." answered D'ipuy. "I vith asked him to let me melt it up to-day, you ;but he refused. But there's worse to come. Yesterday, when I was passing by, I felt all at once the most peculiar sensation of sleepiness come over me. Co I remember stopping and passing my hand over my forehead; an Instant later my wife's voice seemed to ring in my ears. 'Paul, wake up for God's otly sake!' she cried. I opened my eyes and I was standing in front of the wax h figure, with the naked sword in my tnt hand. pointing at my heart. And yet I have no memory of it all. But when ien I looked up the face was leering at me." he "A figure of wax-" I began incredu lously. ten Then the man shot his final bolt, which he had kept in reserve, with all the dramatic power of his race. It "It isn't wax!" he screamed, and fell it to shaking from head to foot. tic "W'hat?" I cried. uld "It's turning into flesh and blood, res sir!" fth "What does Margotson say to that?" ce, "He laughs at me. I don't know ow what to do. I've half a mind to melt it of and let Margotson discharge me; and be yet I have my wife to think of, and ask there's no demand for such men as me, all the business having fallen off so. And he if I stay there, one day the thing will he kill me." ,e "Enough," said Brodsky. "We'll go nd here at once. Can we get in?" urs "I have the key," answered the n. PFrenchman, putting on his hat. We three left the house together. he We caught' a car on the main road, ou which ran past us one block away, and, an half an hour later, stepped out at the entrance to the waxworks theater, which stood in what was now the heart of the business section of the city, and was. In consequence, almost comnpletely deserted at this hour of the evening. Our companion pulled out a key and opened a side door. \We went up into a great hall. round which were ranged statues of celebrities, life size figures of strikingly human as pect. "And yet." mused Brodsky. stopping to regard a groupl of cleverly arranged heroes of our civil war, "the men who erect these think they have nothing more' than the external shells. How ign!orant they are of the psychic q:ali ties of their actions! Indeed. what do they dream of anything beyond the mate~rial? Yet this gallery is almost a breeding ground of souls. \'ho can measure what influences such beings draw doen to themn? We\'ll, at least no evilspirit wou!d be attracte'd hither amniong these' men who offered up their In lives for their co;iuntry" Dull'y led the way toward an end of at the great hall. liere I saw a group of u- atitlr ' ;utci-d ill (;Georgianl dress, evi l d ,t-ntt, Ni t1on ('twiild he e find among id th,,-' ()ne o1 th'':l,. however, steemed [ ' i.' . :l ,' ! t -c ' (he'ir of tO-d(|V. It S " " ", " ' d '' nt t'4 lc: (in((d I::t year was more th ', , n:iClion d("1uars. Ti. Intd S:.ts treasury depart Sit co(ins J' st eno:gh one-cent "o, tU) l t '! ~~e dentamids of trade. 'L is t alm l d- .! late years have b In ort:·i lldi;na i . One reasmn for :h+ dcmt.nttd is Ihe introduction of "'] ltlln,.s ' into 'acific coast cities, w h re for so long they were an object But the proprietor seemed still more confused than his assistant. He came forward sheepishly, and a mask seemed to have descended upon his blank face and blotted out some curi ous 'motions which I had thought that I read there. "Mr. Margotson-there are two gen tlemen who are Interested in what I told you about the statue," Dupuy stammered. Margotson's face grew black with rage. "N, : spape.r writers, eh?" he shout ed. ('ome to write up my museunm, I suIl)1ose: I don't want )ou;r adver tising; I've got all the customers I want and you can't do me no good. I)amn your curiosity: this fool's been telling you some of his silly yarns about the Nolson statue, I suppose!" This rage appeared so abnormal that my medical training induced me to '-xamine Margotson from the patho logical standpoint. lint Btrodsky look ed into his face steadily and laid his hand upon his shoulder. Mlargotson's anger seemed suddenly to evaporate. "They're only interested in the statue's turning Into flesh and blood, sir." said the Frenchman. I'nluckily these words brought about a return of Margotson's frenzy. "Flesh and blood? Rubbish!" he shouted. "Arrant nonsense, that's what you're talking. Dupuy. What's the matter with the statue? It's a very good statue, one of the best you've made. It's new wax-green wax, we call it in the trade-and it ought to have had time to mature, only the public were so crazed over the naval officers I didn't have time to let it lie. That's why it's harden ing-because of the fumes from the leather factory across the street. They drift in here something terrible. / / 1/ '1 ==sip - / .Drry ~sfarfed I hwa r iit ba wild c ,3. That's all that's the matter with it. Look!" He switched on an electric light upon the wall behind him, and for the first time I saw clearly the face of the great English hero. There were the irregular, thin, homely features, lit by a flame of patriotic enthusiasm. Yet, admirably as the artist had caught the inspiration of the painting from which he modeled it, there seem ed to be something more, some hardly defined vein of cruelty, of caprice, that actually gave the face the property of seeming to reflect a certain change of emotions, an Instability of mind as though the thing possessed some con scious life. And the skin-surely that was the skin of a man, with the blood mantling in the flesh beneath. Du puy started back with a wild cry. "Look at him! Look! I swear I never put that smile 'upon his face," he screamed. "He's changing. He's changing, I tell you. Lord preserve us all! Get rid of It, Mr. Margotson." "If you hand me out any more of that nonsense I'll fire you on the spot," shouted the enraged proprietor. "You're going daffy, Dupuy, that's what's the matter with you. Hle's always had that smile. Examine the wax, gentlemen; it's hardened, that's all." With horror and repulsion I laid my finger on the smooth surface of the cheek. So life-like did it appear that I could have sworn the blood faded out of the arterioles beneath the pressure, blanching the surface of the skin. And yet it was of wax. It was not flesh and blood. But flesh and blood differed less from it than it differed from the unreal and waxen figures around it. It stooped half forward, it seemed instinct with slow ly dawning vitality. And surely its expression had changed: it had not smiled thus, with the cold malevo lence of a conqueror, when first I had seen it. Then suddenly Margotson seemed transformed. As though he adapted his mood to suit his mind, he burst into a wild peal of laughter. "Good old Nelson," he shouted: and the sounds re-echoed from the roof and rang through the hall, while for one dreadful moment I could have sworn than an answering emotion flit ted across that waxen face-"good boy, Nelson. A miracle of art, Dupuy. I can't tear myself away from watch ing him. I'll raise your salary, lie of contempt, and another reason is the prevalence of "penny-in-the-slot" machines. These mechanical devices keep a great many one-cent pieces out of circulation, and so increase the demand upon the treasury for new ones. Various minor coins have from time to time been issued. The copper half-cent piece was current from 1792 to 1857, although only a small num ber were coined. The two-cent pieces, authorized in 1C64, were coined until ,'c" "nd may still be seen occasion makes me feel so good. He wants me to do something for him and I'll find out what it is and do it." "You've given him a body and he's getting your reason, my friend," said Brodsky, somewhat shaken by this un. expected outburst. "Come away, come away, gentle men," cried the Frenchman, pulling us by the arms. "He's mad, God help him. I should have told you he'd been acting queer, but last night, when he laughed at me so much. I thought that it was only overwork. lie's as mad as a loon." We did not need to be urged, nor was there necessity of excuses. Mar gotson had already forgotten us and was standing before the statue alter nately capering and grimacing. "Now, I'11 give you my advice and shortly, and you can follow it or not at your peril," said Btrodsky. "Get your employer home in safety and then slip back and chop the thing to pieces before a tragedy supervenes. No, that's all I've got to say to you except just this: Give up your trade and learn something that won't bring you into conflict with all these vital forces that hang round such places." And with these words he fairly hurlhd himself out of the place, leav ing me to follow him as best I could. I think I mentioned once how sen sitive the doctor always was to the morbid things of life. Perhaps it was a certain sensibility to those invisible influences which accompany moods and invest those places where any violent emotions have been at play. At any rate, having seen so much of the dark er side of life, Brodsky was strenu ously insistent upon cleanliness and wholesomeness. "We've got to leave such things alone and work in the sun," he used to say. "This is our working day; when the night comes at last, may our good t deeds be our protective armor against all the host of devils on the night f shores that we shall pass through." "You believe we have to pass through some place of purgation?" I asked. "We'll have to clean up somehow, in this life or the next," he answered. "We can't get into heaven with dirty finger-nails." So. on this occasion, I forebore to question him when we got home. Brod sky went to a closet where he kept many relics of his earlier life, and came out with a small Union Jack up on a moldering staff. "The flag of the vessel that bore me from Poland, where the Czar's I emissaries were seeking my life," he said sadly. "To what better use can it be put?"' Then he explained the mystery. "It is a fetish," he said filling his pipe and puffing at it slowly. "It is exactly similar, in every particular, to the idols of the West Africans or, for that matter, to any idol. The savage makes some dreadful idol to worship, sacrifices to it until the thing becomes instinct with life and filled with all the passions of the worship pers; then a devil has been called in to existence whose evil influence is Incalculable. I tell you, it was no mythical devil that the early Christi an missionaries had to face. nor those of to-day. "After death the pure spirit flies to its appointed resting place, leav ing its two bodies moldering behind it. One is that earthly body that we all know; the other is the soul body, the body of desires, a semi-conscious force that survives for months or years, according to the condition of the dead being. Do not mistake me; this is not Nelson. That great ad miral is unconscious of this replica of his there in the Waxworks theater. It is a group of emotions such as pos sessed Nelson, a man of strong feel ings, yet not necessarily his. The warm enthusiasm of the crowds that have visited that place have focused these emotions, much as the burning glass focuses the rays of the sun. Re member, as yet this creature is only half conscious. It vaguely, as in a dream, feels this life within intself; it is rising toward a conscious ex Istence. And that fool Margotson is ally in circulation. The coinage of c the silver three-cent piece was dis- t continued in 1873, and the nickel three-cent piece in 1890. Whenever one of these coins finds its way into the treasury, it is not reissued. Of the minor coins, the government now makes it a policy to keep in circula tion only the one-cent and the five-cent pieces. Teachings of Nature. a But, some one asks, how can you t ever expect a boy to graduate from t college or university if his education I ie the tool by which it means to wreak id its enmity upon Dupuy." "But why does it hate the French 's man so much?" I asked. Id "Do you not recollect Nelson's mot n- to?" the doctor asked-'hate a French man as you would the devil?' This e- elemental being that has attracted ig these emotions that made up the p great admiral's soul body has neces 'd sarily the identical feeling. What t. does it know of the time that has I elapsed, or the changes of history? k. There is the Frenchman, and it will have his life-by itself, if possible. If ir It cannot kill him, as it tried, it will r- certainly do so through Margotson. id Well, it's none of my business," he r- said. "I've warned Dupuy." And he went to bed, while I forgot to ask the d purpose of the Union Jack, which I At saw him stuff into his pocket. et llut I knew that Brodsky could not id dismiss his own responsibility so to easily. He did not undress, for, from a. my room, which adjoined his own, I Ou heard him pacing the floor with short, le quick footsteps, the greater portion ig of the night. I fell asleep at last, and al had hardly closed my eyes two min utes, as it seemed, before I heard the iy front door bell jangled violently. I v started up in bed, filled with horrible presentiments of evil, and began to 0- dress myself hurriedly. A few mo le ments later Brodsky tapped loudly up Ls on my door. le "Dress yourself as quickly as you id can," he called. "There's work on it foot for both of us before the morn LY Ing." As I hurried on my clothes I heard an agitated voice in the sitting room d outside, which I had little difficulty in recognizing as that of the assistant. ; My judgment was correct; when I o emerged I found him seated in a chair in a condition of collapse, and Brodsky standing over him, holding a glass of some stimulant to his lips. The doctor was fully dressed, even to his hat, and from his pocket there protruded a small corner of the Brit ish flag. We went out together with out any explanations. Luckily the cars ran at intervals, and we saw one approaching us when we reached the corner of the main street. We clam bered in; it was empty, and, during the ride, I learned in broken ejacula tions from the man the cause of his visit. He had halted Irresolutely at the entrance to the Waxworks theater aft er we left him. Then he retraced his steps, determined to carry out the doctor's instructions as soon as he could get Margotson away. He saw his employer standing before the statue, regarding it silently, as though in a trance. Dupuy crept up to him, passing the statue of necessity upon the opposite side. And then he real ized that Margotson had been ob serving him. Margotson had drawn the sword from the scabbard of the admiral and stood in such an attitude that Dupuy could neither advance nor retreat. At the same time he experienced a return of that deathly faintness that had possessed him on a previous oc casion, as he described to us. As in a trance he saw Margotson advance stealthily toward him, while he re mained incapable of resistance; then, once again, he heard his wife's voice ring in his ears and recovered his senses. He leaned aside as Mar gotson thrust, and, running like the wind, gained the street outside, and had presence of mind enough to lock the door behind him. a "But I don't come in," he insisted, d as we gained the side door. "No, sir, t I've seen enough for to-night. I don't t go in." It took all Brodsky's resolution to a persuade Dupuy to come. Without I his presence, the doctor said, he would be powerless. With him, he might still break this spell and bring back Margotson to sanity. And at Slast, very timidly, Dupuy crept in be hind the doctor. As Brodaky an I-I ?J'od sill, his eies /id pon nscincy' locked the door the key fell from his fingers. 1 "The key! You must find it." he cried to me. "Under no circuum stances may you follow us without It. To do so may be fatal. Remem- < ber!" And before I had time to an swer I saw him spring lightly up the stairway, dragging the unwilling Frenchman with him. My immediate impulse was to dash after him; then disclpline came to my aid and-I stooped for the key. The night was c dark, and it was two minutes before t I found it. Then suddenly, from with- I in, I heard wild shouts and a stam- c pede. I sprang up the stairs and along the hall, running with sobbing breath and clenched fists till I gained the end, where I saw shadows hovering. Fran- c does not begin until he is ten years ti of age? He will be far too old a First I answer that the curse of a modern childlife in America is over education. For the first ten years of c this, the most sensitive and delicate, the most pliable life in the world, I would prepare it. The properly pre- p pared child will make such progress L that the difference in time of gradu ation is not likely to be noticeable; but, even if it should be a year or t two later, what real difference would it make? Do we expect a normal plant a sk tically I switched on an electric lIght. Then I perceived Margotson, his face ch- aflame like a madman's, thrusting at Brodsky's with the admiral's sword ot- while the doctor parried him with ch- admirable grace and ease. Dupuy bis came running up to me. fed "He rushed at me," he cried," with he his sword drawn, and Dr. Brodsky es- snatched a sword from Paul Jones' re iat plica and met him. Look! The doc tas tor wins!" 'y? Like every Polish gentleman, Brod rill sky was an adept with the foils. Cer If tainly a clumsy mechanic such as Mill Margotson could not have expected to on. overcome him. Yet, as I watched the he tense interchange of sword play I was he amazed at the skill shown by Margot :he son. It seemed as though the courage I and prowess of the great admiral had descended upon him. Twice he lot lunged so fiercely that the point so grazed Brodsky's arm; then, with a pm sudden twist, he sent the weapon fly I lung from the doctor's hand, and rt, rushed-not at him, but straight to on ward Dupuy. So swift was the im nd petus, he was upon us before we could in- stir., And then, just as the blade he seemed about to pierce the French I man's heart, something came flutter ble Ing downward over his head and the to sword fell from Margotson's hand to. and he stood still, his eyes fixed up up - on vacancy, his body Immobile, while Dupuy released himself from the *ou folds of the union jack that Brodsky on had so admirably thrown over him. 4 r. "And-you think I can go back to my job?" asked Dupuy the next morn ird Ing. )m "By all means," answered the doc- I In tor. "Margotson will remember noth- I at. ing whatever of his insanity. So you'd I better hurry up, or he will want to I a know why you are late. You need I nd not fear the statue. It will have re- I sg sumed its natural aspect, and, in case I ps. any remnants of its power remain, I en a small British flag in your buttonhole, I sre especially on holidays such as Inde- 1 it. pendence day. Yes, that's your pen th- alty, Dupuy, patriot as you say you he are; the only alternative being the ne destruction of the statue, which Mar he gotson won't allow. And, when you m. can, try to get another occupation." ag "It was a desperate chance," con la- tided Brodsky to me afterward. "Still, Ios one can deal with these elemental forces much as with lunatics; the he mad impulse of national hatred was *ft- shattered instantly when it perceived ed the flag of its country. When Margot he son wakes up upon the floor of the he gallery he will think that he got drunk w the night before." he "But tell me," I cried suddenly," gh why did you make me wait till I found ' M, the key?" Then the solution came to e on me. "You knew our lives were in al- danger and wished to save me from U )b- the possibility of injury," I cried. a en "Pshaw!" muttered the doctor. be "Just accept facts and don't put senti- a de mental interpretations upon them." "FOR VY?" ASKS THE DUKE s ed at Customer Indignant at Treatment Ac )c- corded Him When He Visited p In Swell Barber Shop. ce - A -e- The duke of Esses came to Frank's 1 .n, bootblack stand in front of the Essex ." market court yesterday, asking: ed "Vy is it a swell barber is so tr- fresh?" e he The stand inquired to know, the v ad New York Sun says. , c ek "To-day I have been by one to get tl me a shave and haircut. Which was w d, all I wanted-no more. No sooner do a ir, I get in the chair comfortable and k I't feeling slick than he grabs my cheek ti by two fingers and looks awful at it. 9 to 'Wass slast?' said I. 'For vy do you ti ut look like that at my face? Vat's de he matter vit it? Ain'd it a good face?' a he Oh, meestair,' says he 'you need a ag mass-arge.' 'Nix on that,' say I, 'I tl at don'd need nothin' more expensive e- than a shave and balrcut,' I nearly i n- was shampooed and had to fight oR a boy that would shine my shoes, a rat haired swell manicures, and a whisk broom kid. And besides it cost me 40 u cents and five cents for the barber. Vy is it?" I "'It's business,' ventured Able Sol- p peek. "Business not!" snorted the duke. N "Ven a man comes to my office an' n says 'I vant my will drawn,' do I say si to him. "Sure, but you also want to pi get a divorce from your old woman and a warrant for de little boy of your neighbor? Ven I go to buy a hat does the man say to me, 'Ve have ci hats dat'll fit you, but if you let us hammer down your head a little it (i would help some.' Or I go to buy a ti necktie an' do dey try to sell me a a rocking horse and ,a barrel of her- hi rings and den say, 'if you take our swell choking treatment your neck ties will look bedder?" I guess not! "Barbers," said the duke, depart ing, "is anudder word for rascals. I wish I had not given de swell barber dat nicktie." hi Origin of Binocle. The word binocle is spelled in many different ways, all of which are, how- c ever, phonetic equivalents of the cor- hn Is rect one. The word is evidently the Latin blnus, double, and oculus, an gi e eye, and was probably adopted on ao c- count of the importance of the double to It combinations which are the chief r- counting element of the game. 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" 16 YEARS OF SKIN DISEASE. "For sixteen long years I have been u suffering with a bad case of akin dis ease. While a child there broke out a red sore on the legs just in back of my knees. It waxed from bad to worse, and at last I saw I had'a bad skin disease. I tried many widely known doctors in different cities but to no satisfactory result. The plague both ered me more in warm weather than in winter and being on my leg joints it made it impossible for me to walk. and I was forced to stay indoors in the warmest weather. My hopes of recov p ery were by this time spent. Sleepless nights and restless days made life an unbearable burden. At last I was advised to try the Cuticura remedies [Cuticura Soap, Ointment and Pills] and I did not need more than a trial to convince me that I was on the road of success this time. I bought two sets of the Cuticura Remedies and after these were gone I was a differ eat man entirely. I am now the hap piest man that there is at least one true care for skin diseases. Leonard A. Hawtof, 11 Nostrand Ave., Brooke lyn, N .Y., July 30 and Aug. _, '0)." Putting in the Time. A gentleman was engaging a gen eral man and telling him what he wanted him to do. "You will have to clean the windows and the boots and t the knives and go messages, chop wood, cut short grass, mind the horse and pony, look after the garden and keep the house supplied with vege tables and do any odd job that is re quired and if suitable you will get ten shillings a week." "Is there any clay in the gardea?" asked the man. k "What makes you ask that?" asked I the gentleman. "I was thinking I could make bricks r in my spare time," said the man. The Big Show. t The personally conducted tourists Swere viewing the Egyptian pyramids. "Goodness gracious!" ejaculated Mrs. Newrocks, "it mast have cost a pile of money to build them." "8urest thing you know," said Mr. Newrocks; "but don't imagine for a moment that any one tourist agency stood for all the expense-it was probably a jackpot affair!" Acmeo of Caatiouness. Beymour-Young Ticer looks like a cautious man. Ashley-He is cautions; he's so ca tious that he wouldn't ask the pret tiest girl in all the world to let him see her home unless he had learned how far away she lived. THEY GROW Good Humor ahd Chsarfulnes Freom Right Food and Drink. Anything that interferes with good health is apt to keep cheerfulness anad good humor in the background. A Washington lady found that lettling coffee alone made things bright for her. She writes: "Four years ago I was practically given up by my doctor and was not ex. pected to live long. My nervous sys tem was in a bad condition. I "But I was young and did not want to die so I began to look about for the cause of my chronic trouble. I used to have nervous spells which would ex haust me and after each spell it would take me days before I could sit up in a chair. "I became convinced my trouble was caused by coffee. I decided to stop it and bought some Postum. "The first cup, which I made accord ing to directions, had a soothing ef feet on my nerves and I liked the taste. For a time I nearly lived on Postum an'd ate little food besides. I am today a healthy woman. "My family and relatives wonder if I aip the same person I was four years ago, when I could do no work on a count of nervousness. Now I a:m do Ing my own housework, take care of two babies--one twenty the other two months old. I am so busy that I hard. ly get time to write a letter, yet I do it all with the cheerfulness and good humor that comes from enjoying good health. "I tell my friends it is to Postum I owe my life today." Read "The Road to Wellville," in pkgs. "There's a Reason." Ever read the re etterr A sew sue ap~era froem time t ttime. They re geantine, tre, ad fM ot Loerms aterest.