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Backache Warns Youi Ii k.i e is one of Na ture's warnmr , of k i!: ." eakness Kh!nev disc-se k:;, ~sandis e ,r ear I: I . t r -c t ab i ., 1. k If vnur . b ck A It hTurts to s' ep ,r ' trre lar;tv of t,, s , re . . itr kiiei s Ifs U ir h. , -" . h , lZziness a; i are time,, n 'r'.:, s ut i V, ' .r. fi t - r .. n is Khi .v 1'h :v . c, rtm e,, . bad backs an- we .k k .r,.s A Texas Case a n *I. .i I FOSE. WL.C .,. A , .r , was t rrn t • cur , n I t,.* rh t in \, Get Doem's at Aat Store. 0oe " Boi DOAN'S "'DILS? FOSTER-MILBURN CO.. BUFFALO. N. Y. A girl s idea of ar af iitv :is the first roan w ho propo,e,. Anrid roan a " rfi lpiarno mover is unable to (arry a tunr. Mrs.Winsinw's Boothing Syrup for Children o teething, sottes ter guins, redlures inflamma- I toio,aiays pain.eures wind co.,cjie a boads.A t I Not in Training. lDix--C'an your wife ke.'p a secret" I Iix--Yes, but she's generally out of form from lack of practice M Red (ross Ball ,.lue gives double value g' for your money. goes twcwe as far as any e other. Ask your grocer. Adv. Hot Air. "It Is said that a bottle of liquid at gas will drive an aeroplane 500 miles." In "Maybe so. A great many birdmen ar have been kept above ground b:' the d` gas emanating from press agents." F Be sure that you ask for Wright's Indianor Vegetable Pills and look for the signa- F' ture of Wm. W'right on wrapper and bsox. to For Constlpation, Billousness and Indiges. Lion. Adv. th Could See the Joke. h. Sir George Reid, the former premier CI of New Zealand, is a very big man. On one occasion he delivered a long speech. In addition to being very long IP, it was very dull. He spoke of his de- sh clining years, and said, emphatically ch "In a short time I shall have passed Su away, and will be no more." ba "Then the fat will be in the fire, sit yelled a voice from the gallery, and hbe the big orator himself laughed heartily ep at the humorous sally. of He'd Called Seventeen. the Jim was a new porter in the hotel, _1 and he was putting in his first night at his new and responsible position: of It was five in the morning, and so far en, Jim had done all he was told and was art getting on plendidly. "Call 17 and 4 " commanded the ret night clerk, as he looked over his call sheet. Jim obeyed. After he had been gone for a considerable time, the so clerk went up to see if he had called ma the rooms designated. try "Well," sighed the new porter whom 'hi he found on the third floor, "I've got seventeen of 'em up, but I haven't started on the other four yet."-Na tional Food Magazine. Criminals' Finger Prints. Dr Heintl recommends a very good method for taking the finger prints of criminals, this not relating to finger i print records in an anthropometric bu reau, but where the record is to be taken on the spot where a crime cc curred. such as on a wall or any ob ject which cannot be moved and here the print is impossible to photograph on account of lighting or other reason. He makes use of a very fine color powder so as to dust it over the prints, which are of a more or less greasy nature, and In this way the powder ad heres to the finger print and takes all its gradations. Then a specially pre pared paper is pressed upon the print and the powder adheres to It so as to give a good copy of the original. Such paper is prepared with a mixture of beeswax and paraffin, adding a few drops of glycerine. WIFE WON ' Husband Finally Convinced. Some people are wise enough to try cou new foods and beverages and then just generous enough to give others the strut benefit of their experience. A wife why writes: was "No slave in chains, it seemed to .. me, was more helpless than I, a coffee _-., captive. Yet there were innumerable and warnings-waking from a troubled AI sleep with a feeling of suffocation, at used times dizzy and out of breath, attacks lower of palpitation of the heart that fright- with ened me. Jubt, (Tea Is just as injurious as coffee turn because it contains caffeine, the same Fran drug found In coffee.) I "At last my nervous system was so over disarranged that my physician ordered 'no more coffee.' I capitulated. "Determined to give Postum a fair SCIE trial. I prepared it according to direc tions on the pkg., obtaining a dark Some brown liquid with a rich snappy fla- - your similar to coffee. When cream and sugar were added, it was not only good but delicious. Not "Noting its beneficial effects in me into the rest of the family adopted it-all elater except my husband, tho would not ad- rain mit that coffee hurt him. Several own a weeks elapsed during which I drank the h Postum two or three times a day, house when, to my surprise, my husband each said: 'I have decided to drink Postum. fourte Your improvement is so apparent- the cl you hav, such fine color-that I pro- If all pose tC gl't, credit where credit is:the sa due' And now we are coffee-slaves no turnec longer." left a Name given by Postum Co., Battle on the Creek. Mich Read "The Road to Well- ures a ,ile." in pkgs. that t Postum now comes in two forms: inch c Regular Postum--must be boiled. depth Instant Postum is a soluble powder. At a A teaspoonful dissolves quickly In a temper cup of hot water and, with cream and little sugar, makes a delicious beverage equato Instantly. Grocers sell both kinds. In ma "There's a Reason" for Postum. Is SYNOPSIS. Fran arrtI. at i-lanltn Gr. iurv Utt' iurg h;t i nlt - hi . b rr : : -" . :r at , o amp m t.-.-. . " ph: r. it ., r In a.r., ,,f Lint au t to - tlr ' en ite 1 11 is a k.it t S l. Ash,-t ,,, t:p,'rinllten ent ( n ri-r rgory Is a w.-alItth matr .. ,l , I:rer.st.d !n t harit work an-d :Ln r a~ th . cturth Asht,,n bectme er. atl int. restn In t'rn t and a, Lil tak Ing ý." ".f n . hol-ts r *r hand and I , , r i ,. S tpphti r I ('!utin sist..r .f f{,, e In <inl< n r-ai irman ",f tIi.- n htol tisr FIrn t-I. a"I e r,,,r shi- wanats a horn alth t tr G(;race' NoIr Gri. ry's privat . , r 'tanrv take- a v .-il-nt dislike t, FIra anl a.ti'. ,ii hier to g") away at nce Fran t nts at a twenty- year-old sIetret and Gr gorv in agitation asks Grace t inla .h, room l ran relat s the stor' If how (;rreg ry marrlied a vlng girl a Springfld.h while attending cnllhrtgi an, then d serted her Fran is the child a that marriiL'ag (Gregry had married hi pr"eAent wif.- three years before the deal of I'ran'i nm ther Fran takes a liking t. nMr, ,;r.'-g.r) ;rgK,.ry explains tha Fran is the -laughter of a very dear fril-n woi is deadl Fran agrees to the story Mrs Gregory Insists on her making he' home with thnem and takes her to hl1 arnms Fran declares the secretary mus gn Grace begins nagging tactics In at effort to drive Fran from the Gregor) rome Abbott. while taking a walk alone at midnight, finds Fran on a bridge tell !ng her fortune by cards. She tells Ab. hbtt that she I. the famous lion tamer Fran Nonpareil. She tired of circus lift and sought a home Grace tells of see. ing Fran come home after midnght with a man She guesses part of the store and surprises the rest from Abbott. She decides to ask tnh Clinton to go tc Springfield to Investigate Fran's story Fran enlists Ahhtt in her hattle agalnst Grace Fran offers her services to Greg ory as secretarv during the temp,.rary absence of Grace The latter. hearing of Fran's purpose, returns and interrupts a touching scene between father and daughter. Fran goes fishing with Mrs Gregory's brother Abbott. whose reten tion as superintendent, is to he decided that day finds her sitting alone in a bergy lie liins her and is discovered by Clinton and his sister. CHAPTER XV.--Contlnued. Fran snatched up the whip. and leaned over as if to lash the empty shafts. She had suddenly become the child again "We must drive out of Sure-Enough Country, now. Time to get back to the Make-Believe World.' She stood up, ard the lap robe fell about her like green waves from which springs a laughing nymph. Abbott still felt seunned. The crash of an ideal arouses the echo--"s there no truth in the world?" But yes -F'ran was here, Fran the adorable "Fran." he pleaded, "don't drive out of Sure-Enough Country. Wait long enough for me to tell you wiat you are to ma." "I know what I am to you." Fran retorted-"Git ap!" "hut what am I to you? Don't drive so fast--tho trees are racing past like mad I won't leave Sure-Enough Coun try until I've told you all-" "You shall! No, I'll not let you take this whip-" "I will take it-let go-Fran! Bless ed darling Fran-" She gripped the whip tightly. He 'We Must Drive Out of Sure Enough Country, Now." Sould not loosen her hold, but he 1 ould keep her hand In his, which was ust as well. Still, a semblance of truggling was called for, and that is rhy the sound of approaching wheels I ras drowned in laughter. "Here we are!" Fran cried wickedly -"Make-Believe World of Every-Day, nd some of its inhablitants . . ." A surrey had come down the seldom sed road--bad Miss Sapphira fol- t iwed Abbott in order to discover him t ith Fran The suspicion was not bt, but his conscience seemed to I Irn color--or was it his face? In fact, s ran and Abbott were both rather red t -caused, possibly, by their struggle rer the whip. 11 CIENTISTS TELL OF THE SEA't, ,me Facts Not Generally Known, But of Interest to the Man i Who Admires Nature. te Not only is the sea the reservoir tl to which all rivers rur. but It Is the at s stern that finally catches all the in that falls, not merely upon its w rn surface, but upon the surface of: pt e land and upon the roofs of our tc uses. It has been calculated thatw ch year a layer of the entire sea st irteen feet thick is taken up intoth Sclouds This vapor is fresh, and, cc all the water could be removed in or same way. none of it being re- w ned. there would. It is figured, be re ta layer of pure salt 230 feet high it the bed of the Atlantic. These fig- th s are based upon the assumption lai it three feet of water contain one la h of salt. and that the average ra ith of the ocean is three miles. we Lt a depth of about 3,500) feet the se; iperature is uniform. varying but le between the poles and the tator The colder water is below. many deep bays the water beglins a JOHN BRECKENMDGB ELLIS / ey- / ILLUSTRATIONS BY o/, 1 - (COPYQIGHT 1912 2 / 0 BOBB5-MERPILLCO.) * l On the front seat of the surrey were n'. Miss Sapphira and IBob Clinton Or : the back seat was Simon Jeffersor ak. whose hairy hand gripped a haltes _t,, fastened to a riderless horse; the very -rd horse which should have been betweer "'m the shafts of the Gregory buggy ran Miss Sapphira stared at Abbott nce. speechless. So this is what he had 'ret, to meant by wanting the air unstratned tory by window-screens. Studying, indeed! at and Abbott. in his turn, stared spe,,chless is ly at the led horse. ath Bob Clinton drew rein, and grasped hat his hay-colored mustache, inadequate 'n.i to the situation. He glanced reproach h"r fully at Abbott; the young fellow must h.r know that his fate was to be decided '" this very night. ory Abbott could not take his fill of the /n sight of Simon Jefferson whom he had Ab- fancied not far away, eyes glued on r cork, hands in pockets to escape mos see- quitoes. sun on back, serenely fishing. He had supposed the horse grazing She near by, enjoying semi-freedom with to his grass. Now it seemed far other )ry nst wise. Miss Sapphire had even had a- him telephone Bob to bring her hither. of With his own hands he had dug his !n pitfall. Irs Fran, suddenly aware of her ridicu ei elous attitude, sat down and began to a laugh. Bob Clinton inquired: "'Taking a drive, Abb?" Miss Sapphira set her heavy foot nd upon her brother's unseemly jocular ity ity. "'Unfortunately." said Miss Sap he phira, speaking with cold civility: of "Mr. Jefferson had to come clear to ;et town before he could recapture the he horse. VWe were giving him a lift, and ut had no idea--o idea that we should ch find-should come upon- We are sorry to intrude." Had her life de sh pended on it. Miss Sapphira could not 'Is have withheld a final touch--"Pos es sibly you were not looking for Mr. Jef ferson to come back so soon." ut "Why. anrswered Abbott, stepping to the ground, "hardly so soon.' At u ny rate, he felt that nothing was to be gained by stay ing in the buggy "Is in that the horse that belcngs to this buggy? Lot me hitch it up, Mr. Simon." Ie "This has been a terrible experience ke for me," growled Simon. All the same, n- he let Abbott do the work. but not as if he meant to repay him 'with grati ce tude "\\'hat was the matter with your s- horse, anyway?" Abbott cheerfully in qutred. le Simon looked at him sourly. "Didn't Fran tell you that the horse got scared at her throw iug rocks at my cork, and broke from the tree where I'd fastened it, and bolted for town?" "Mr. Simon," said Fran innocently. "I don't believe the horse was men tioned once. while you were gone " "It would be interesting to know what was," remarked Robert with humor so dry that apparently it choked him; he fell to coughing huskily. Miss Sapphira gave him a look while he was struggling in his second par oxysm. It healed him by suggestion. "Turn," said Miss Sapphira with be coming gravity. Robert, still under the influence of her thought-wave, sol emnly drove her from the scene. When the last buckle was clasped "I came out here for a quiet peaceable fishing," said Simon. "I've spent my time hunting horses, and being afraid something might happen to Fran." "Mr. Ashton took care of me," Fran said reassuringly. Simon cried explosively, "And who t took care of him?" He climbed an be side Fran and begrudgingly offered Ab B bott the imaginary space of a third a occupant: but Abbott declared his r preference for strolling. ' "This has been a hard day for my it i heart," Simon grumbled, as he a snatched uo the whip vindictively. b The buggy rolled away. "Mine, too," Abbott called after them p emphatically. Fran looked back at him. from ever the lowered top. He saw her hand go p to her bosom then something fluttered e In the air and fell in the grassy road. b He darted after It as if it were a clue, showing tl.e way to the princess' cas- tc tle. P'erhaps it was. He pounced upon It--it was the queen of hearts. a 'to freeze at the bottom before it does - at the surface. em At that depth waves are not felt. i The force of waves is in proportion ca to their height. It is said that the of sea strikes upon certain rocks with st the force of seventeen tons for each ty square yard w The pressure of water increases with the depth. One mile down this Cs pressure Is reckoned at more than a Ct ton to the square inch-in other to0 words, more than 133 times the pres- Ja sure of the atmosphere. The depth of Sa the sea presents some interesting T considerations If. It is claimed by wa one authority, the Atlantic ocean were lowered 6.564 feet, it would be go reduced to half its present width If Nc it were lowered a little more than the three miles the result would be dry at land all the way between Newfound- Si: land and Ireland. If the Medlter-. cal ranean were lowered 660 feet. Africa would be joined to Italy. and three separate seas would remain. ldo Wins Rich Husband. yor A pretty girl, a bit of banana peel, i tal a gallant young man to the rescue, and I c n CHAPTER XVI. n A Tamer of Lions. 'r 'The life of a household progresses, y usually oy insensible gradations, to n ward some great event, some climax, for the building of which each day has t. furnished its grain of sand. Today, d Hamilton Gregory and Grace Noir d were in the library, with noth!ring to indicate the approach of the great mo - ment in their lives. it was Grace's impatience to drive Fran away even d before Robert Clinton should bring e the secret from Springfield, that pre cipitated matters. t "May I speak to you, Mr. Gregory?" 3 She rose from the typewriter, slightly pale from sudden resolution. Gregory never missed a movement i of his secretary, but now he lifted his I head ostensibly, to make his observa tion official. "It's about Mr. Clinton." said Grace in a low voice, feeling her way to "that 1Fran." He laid down his pen with a frown. I Suddenly his missions in New York and Chicago became dead weights. i Why Grace's "Mr. Clinton" instead of her customary "Brother Clinton?" It seemed to equip the school director with formidable powers. Gregory has tened to put him where he belonged. "Oh! Something about Bob?" he asked casually. Her look was steady, her voice humble: "Yes." Her humility touched him profound ly. Knowing how unshakable were her resolutions, he made a desperate attempt to divert her mind: "That is settled, Miss Grace, and it's too late now to alter the decision, for t.ie school board has already voted us a new superintendent-he has been sent his notification. Abbott Ashton is out of it, and it's all his fault. Bob was the only one to stand up for him, but he wasn't strong enough to hold his friend above the wave of popular opin ion. Don't ask me to interview Bob for Abbott Ashton." Grace calmly waited for this futlity to pass; then with an air suggesting. Now, shall we talk sensibly?" she re- c sumed. "I approve the action of the school board. It did Aell in dismiss ing Professor Ashton. May I ask about c Mr. Clinton? He urges me to :narry I him at once." "Nonsense!" he exclaimed. "It is not nonserse," Grace calmly C responded. "He thinks I could make him a better man. We would work d among the very poor in the Chicago b settlements; maybe in one of your own missions. I often wonder if I couldn't do more good by personal k contact with evil, than I can here n with a person like Fran always clog- a ging my efforts." He started up. "Grace! You go away?-And-and leave me and my a work ?" i "Iet Fran fill my position. You think she's the daughter of your boy- h hood friend-it would give her posi- tl rion and independence." "No one can ever fill your place," n Gregory claimed, with violence His tc cheeks burned, lambent flames at gleamed in his brown eyes. The ef- p fect was startlingly beautiful. At such e exalted moments, thinking no evil be- lii cause ceasing to think, grown all feel- at ing, and It but an infinite longing, the glow of passion refined his face, al- ra ways delicately sensitive. The vision gt of Grace, in giving herself to another, w like a devouring fire consumed tnose it temporary supports that held him he above the shifting sands of his inner he nature. "Grace! But Grace! You wouldn't pc marry him!" th Because she found his beauty appeal- wl Ing to her as never before, her voice was the colder: "Anyone's place can "I be filled." m "You don't care!" he cried out des- at perately, ha "For Mr. Clinton? Yes, I admire his he persistence in seeking God, and his wish to work for mankind. God comes "S ?asier to some than to others, :.nd I )elieve I could help-" st Gregory, aghast at her measured on one, Interrupted: "But I mean that NI 'ou don't care-don't care for me." ' "For--" she began abruptly, tnen vit dded in an odd whisper, "for you?" "g Presto! there you have the ingredi, 'nts of the romance, That's the way It happened in the Ce ase of eighteen-year-old Rita Jacobs, f 9 West One Hundred and Twselfth treet, the prettiest of a bevy of pret y sisters, and *'I illy" 'allace, a iealthy merchant of Salisbury, S. C. 26 It all happened way down In South Ms -arolina a little more than a year ago. ter 'upld, disguised as a hungry citizen, W, )ssed the banana peel in front of Miss wil scobs. who was visiting friends in as. alisbury. She slipped, but never fell. aer he strong arm of her future husband as there in the nick of time. wh A few days later they left town and wit t married without telling an'body. tri ow they're planning to go back to tin ie Sunny South Meanwhile, they're to home at 134 West One Hundred and Rh ixieenth street-New York Amerl the In. tw( eno Cruel and Inhuman, It. "How dare you advertise that you con painless dentistry?" 'Dd I hurt car u, miss?" "Absolute torture. You bin Ikef for five minutes at 'time when cou couldn't interrupt."-Puc1 "Yes, for me . don't ca how much I suffer, or whether I si fer at all-I mean my work, if it at ses, fers. If I lose you, Grace-" to- "Oh, you will always have Fran." tax, "Fran!" he ejaculated. "So ye has don't care, Grace . It seems I lay, credible because I care so muc Joir Grace!" His accent was that of utt to despair. "How can I lose you sing mo- you are everything? What would I :es left to live for? Nobody else symp ven thizes with my alms. Who but you u Ing derstands? Oh, nobody will ever syt )re pathize-ever care-" "But, Mr. Gregory!" she began, co y?" fused. Her face had grown white. Itly "Grace!" he caught her hand, expec Ing it to be snatched away-the has ent he had hourly admired at its work; i his could feel its warmth, caress its shap va. liness-and it did not resist. It tree bled. Ice He was afraid to press it at frs bat lest it be wrenched free; and then, tb next moment, he was clasping it cot en. vulsively. For the first time in he irk life. Grace did not meet his eyes its. "Grace!" he panted, not knowin of what he was saying, "you care, 1 se It you care for me-don't you?" tor "No." she whispered. Her lips wer as- dry, her eyes wide, her bosom heaving Boundaries hitherto unchangeable he were suddenly submerged. Desperate ly, as if for her life, she sought bt ce cling to such floating landmarks a duty, conscience, virtue-but they wer id- drifting madly beyond reach. re "But yon can't love him, can you? to Gregory asked brokenly. Is Grace, with closed e.,s, shook het te head-what harm could there be ii .ie that confession? a "You won't go away, will you at Grace?" he pleaded, drawing het ut closer s She shook her head. lips still part ut ed, eyes still closed. is "Speak to me, Grace. Tell me yot n- will never leave me." )b Her lips trembled, then he heard a faint "Never!" Instantly neck and ty brow were crimsoned; her face, al g. ways superb, became enchanting. The e- dignity of the queen was lost in the fe woman's greater charm. s- "Because you love me!" cried Greg It ory wildly. "I know you do, now, I y know you do!" His arm was about her. "You will never leave me be cause you love me. Look at me, v Grace:" e It seemed that her eyelids were held k down by tyrannous thumbs. She tried to lift them, and tried again. Her ir face was irradiated by the sunrise I glow of a master passion. Swiftly he i1 kissed her lips, and as she remained e motionless, he kissed her again and - again. Suddenly she exclaimed blindly: o "Oh, my God!" Then she threw her y arms about him, as he drew her to his bosom. u It was at that moment, as if Fate herself had timed the interruption, that Fran entered. There was a violent movement of mutual repulsion on the part of Hamil R ton Gregory and his secretary. Fran a stood very still, the sharpness of her profile defined, with the keenness of eyes and a slight grayness about the lips that made her look oddly small and old. Fran was a dash of water upon raging fire. The effect was not extin i guishment, but choking vapors. Be wildered, lost to old self-consciousness, it was necessary for Grace to readjust herself not only to these two, but to herself as well. Fran turned upon her father, and pointed toward his desk. "Stand there!" she said, scarcely above a whisper. Gregory burst forth in blind wrath: "How dare you enter the room in this manner? You shall leave this house at once, and for ever . . . I should have driven you out long ago. Do you hear me? Go!" Fran's arm was still extended. "Stand there!" she repeated. Quivering in helpless fury. he stumbled to his desk, and leaned up on it. His face burned; that of Grace Nolr was ghastly white "Now, you," said Fran, her voice vibrating as she faced the secretary, "go to your typewriter!" WORTHY OF EMPIRE BUILDER Cecil Rhodes' Magnificent Tomb Near Spot Which Was Scene of Hip toric Meeting. After Cecil Rhodes' death, on March 26, 1902. his body was taken to the Matopos hills in South Africa and in terred there near the spot known as World's View. By the terms of his will the land adjacent was set aside as a burial place for men who had de served well of South Africa. The Rhodes tomb is near the spot where he had his famous meeting with the chieftains of the Matabele tribes on August 24, 1896. At that time the Matabeles were about to go to war against the British. and Rhodes, fuly aware of this. rode into their territory, accompanied by only i two men. The risk that he took was enormous, but the result fully justified I it. When the Matabeles heard of his coming their chiefs sought him In his I camp and laid their grievances before I him. He promised to do what he could to have them righted. "Now, is it peace or war?" he I Grace did not move. Fran's eyes resembled cold stones with jagged points as her steady arm pointed: "Go! Stand where I tell you to stand. Oh, I have tamed lions before today. You needn't look at me so-l'm not afraid of your teeth." Grace's fear was not inspired by dread of exposure, but by the realiza tion that she had done what she could not have forgiven in another. But for the supreme moment she might never have realized the real nature of her feeling for her employer. She stood appalled and humiliated, yet her spirit rose in hot revolt because it was Fran who had found her in Gregory's arms. She glared at her defiantly. "Yes," said Fran somberly, "that's my profession, lion-taming. I'm the 'World-Famous Fran Nonpareil.' Go to your typewriter, Grace Noir, I say Go!" Grace could not speak without fill ing every word with concentrated hate: "You wicked little spy, your evil nature won't let you see anything but evil in the fruits of your eaves dropping. You misjudge simply be cause it would be impossible for you to understand." "I see by your face that you under stand-pity you hadn't waked up long ago." Fran looked from one to the other with a dark face. "I understand nothing of what you imagine you know," Grace said stam meringly. "I haven't committed a crime. Stop looking at me as if I had -do you hear?" Her tone was pas sionate: "I am what I have always been-" Did she say that to reassure herself? "What do you mean. Fran? I command you to put your suspicions in words." "I have had them roar at me before today," cried Fran. "What I mean is that you're to leave the house this day." "I shall not leave this house, unless Mr. Gregory orders it. It would be ad mitting that I've done wrong, and I am what I have always been. What you saw . . . I will say this much, that it shall never happen again. But noth ing has happened that you think, little I impostor, with your evil mind . . . I am what I have always been. And I'm going toprove that you are an im postor in a very short time." Fran turned to Hamilton Gregory. I "Tell her to go," she said threatening ly. "Tell her she must Order It. You know what I mean when' I say she t must go, and she needn't show her "Yes" exclaimed Grace. It was a :ran lost control over herself. "Do Sthink, knowing what I know, that 1'Bu stand quietly by and see you d race your wife as you disgracedkenly lawthe third- m I don't go unto think I've cagome rt of yout my whip. Tell her to go."ld my hands? tell you plainly that I'll ruin you" "Yeith that secret before I' let ywas a ie o this womumphan."t hate. Franst their spearsol oern the ground, ou thinkle ridknowing away from the scene ofhat I know, that is histandoric meuietlying Rhodes yous saidi have youremarked to his ompanions: gred It is such things thaI' let you hmake lifee e the third- Do you think I've comeliving." ut Glo your pass in Japan.to od my hand? f t eis only dur plainlyg a comparauin you 'oit he that ecret the Japore I' let yo avetrst railroads were built. pn." sed, and the oaches often put their man, sadt theirough pear on the glass, supposingd, .gni frames ofthat the wereindows to beae. aie riding awaytures on the glass to call iention historic meeting Rhodet a solid au nc"It is such tbehinds them. The make U ei the Japanese today do not knowat e m irror as it is known in theY ort Thime richer people havpnee haone CO ass arror, inodeedn but usually the gle 'd in the mirroraches sold to the popr- yo elads throlghed. As for cut glass, uppoitng e ramctically unknown ino the windows to beland Lted picture on the glass todrinking cups ar rare.ll e mirror aWkl it is. known i.n the "1 BELIEVE PE-RU-NA 8A Mars. Charles Anspaugh R. - Kimmell, Noble Co., Indiana, wrte "Peruna has been a godsend to I can feel safe in saying that it my life. as I was all run down and 1 just miserable when I commenced. ing your Peruna, but am on the to recovery now. I cannot than too much." Those who object to liquid clnes can now procure Peruna lets. IAsk Your Drugist for Frye Lucky Day Almanac for 91g4, Decorated. A recruit of the army went on rade one day w"! six 'dals o' manly chest. "Ah " said , "you seen service? "No, sir." "Then how . oe Then you have r, : to themy "Sure I have. 1 116:" my pigs six first prizes xat ' unty fair? RINGWORM ITCHED TERRI 1545 Alsquith S . ilaltimore, "My children weret licted with V they called ring w\rm x of the contracted from a ho ,e-cat they playing with. 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