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IRL PLEADS TO
DIE, KILLS HER
Youth's Coifessioi Cl3ars Up
Mysterious Murder in
KISSES HIM GOOD-BY
hbe Tells Weird Story of Chance Ac.
quaintance Pleading for Death
and How He Choked Her
Pontiac, Mich.-The murder by
strangulation of twenty-year-old Vera
Schnelder, telephone oplerator, was
solved by a confession of Anson Best,
twenty-one years old. of Flint. who
under a grilling by Prosecutor Gl
lesple admitted the murder.
The confession was a weird affair.
Best asserting the girl, with whom he
said be had struck up an acquaint
ance in the street, declared she was
tired of living and forced him to
stsangle her with hib handkerchiefs
despite his protest.
Mias Schneider's body was found on
the porch of a partially constructed
house. There were signs of a severe
struggle. but the girl had not been
Here Is the Confeasion.
Following is Best's confession:
"Vera, Schneider spoke to me and
I spoke and we turned right around
and she started to talk to me," Best
aid. "She wanted to go downtowl.
sad I got to talking to her, and I told
her my name and asked her name and
I asked her how she came to speak
so a strange fellow.
"She seemed to be discouraged over
Siimething and I told her It was no use
oieling that way about It, so we walk
ed down Saginaw street and crossed
t~1 street and after we crossed the
iL lroad track, we crossed the street
and went down Auburn street un
We; came to this house.
' W'te stopped on the sidewalk and
,.-i thew both arms around my neck
missed me and we sat there and
a little while,
Swas discouraged brer some
but wouldn't say what it was;:
w~ uldn't tell me, and finally she
me if I would kill ber. Shle said
wanted to die and I told her it
so se feeling that way because
r 0people la the world didn't think
- ?ile asked me if I had a handker
or something, that she wanted
- ,t tcheke her to death.
x: t kept retusila and finally she asb
S to and I took the handkerchief
diodt wat to die.
enlgda did; she wosnted me
Sasnd ahe thre. w bathl arn$
- t ieet and ilyed me and
h tisshe d nd a se toke
dr i dt want tro st d n.
a se did; he an te ime
I R e mad me rspu
t' *'tsant all.
s41 s w e. aflew a iso e'ee
th e. swiG she b
to te ms ammsad
pti a o
THE VALEY of the GIANTS By PETER B. KYNE
Author of "Cappy Ricks"
Copyrigtt by Peter B. Ryne
"GOD HELP YOU!"
Synopsis.-FPtoneer in the Califor
nia redwood region, John Cardigan,
at forty-sever,. is the leading citizen
of Seqaoua, owner of mills, ships,
and many acres of timber, a wid
ower alter roee years of married
life, and father of two-year-old
a Bryce Cardigan. At fourteen Bryce
makes tl.e acquaintance cf Shirley
Sumner, a visitor at Eequola, and
his Junior by a few years. Together
they visit the Valley of the Giants,
sacred to John Cardigan and his
son as the burial place of Bryce's
mother, and part with mutual re
gret. While Bic yce is at co:lege
John Carcigan meets with heavy
i business ]ases and for the first
time views the future with uncer
tainty. After graduation from col
lege, and a trip abroad, Bryce Car
digan tomes home. On the train he
meets Shirley Sumner, on her way
to bequola to make her home there
with her uncle, Colonel Pennington.
Bryce learns that his father's eye
eight has failed and that Colonel
Pennington is seeking to take ad
vantage of the old man's business
misfortunes. John Cardigan is de
spairing, but Bryce is full of tight.
1 Bryce finds a burl redwood felsd
1 across his mother's grave. tie goes
to dinner at Pennington's on Shir
ley's invitation and finds the din
Ing room paneled with burl from
the tree. Bryce and Pennington de.
I clare war, though Shirley does not
know it. Bryce bests Jules Ron
deau, Pennington's fighting logging
boss, and forces him to confess that
Pennlngton ordered the burl tree
cut. Pennington butts into the
fight and gets hurt. Bryce stands
off a gang of Pennlngton's luinber
men. Shirley, who sees it all, tells
Bryce it must be "goodby." Bryce
renews acquaintance with Moira
M-Tasvish datugnter of his drunken
The thought that he so readily un
derstood touched her; a glint of tears
was In her sad eyes. He sat0 them
and placed his arms fraternally around
her shoulders. "Tut-tUt, Moira
Don't cry." he soothed her. "I un
derstand perfectly, and of course *e1l
have to do a.nmethlng about it. You're
too fine for this." With a sweep of
his hand he Indicated the camp. "Sit
down on the steps, Moira. and we'll
talk It over. I really called to see
your father, but I guess I don't want
to see him after all--if he's sick."
She looked at him bravely. "I didn't
know you at first, Mr. Bryce. I fibbed.
lather isn't sick. He's drunk."
"I thought so when I saw the load
Ing-crew talng it easy at the log
landing. I'm terrhibly sorry."
"I loathe It-and I cannot leave it,"
sah burst eat vehemently. "Im chain
ed to rny degradation. I dream
dreams. and theyll never come true.
I---oil. Mr. Bryce. Mr. Bryce, I'm so
"So at% i." be retorted. "We all
get our dose of It, you know, and just
at present I'm having an extra helping.
It seems. You're curset with to"
much Imagination. Mora. I'm sorry
about your father. For all his salxty
ears, Moira. your confounded parent
*Pl r tel ti·Yk. He DIrn."
es Ms mahandle hay mea mo the
pIu4mw, a S that uas Dad put Ia a
sW weea~emn eld Mae drms me d,
te aCwo I M elh i weem slio
'I busame. Mh aelul ·ie
*nm home? Imwsa l e, nse al~e
h*e vand Ia ha cas4s 'r mis '
ham Ms 1mb. I eaNse what a'n
s 'mm dnew oa S : d s t" b
,pew~lehaeMs **lr i
t has mea g s ha heM th
seat. -an se. Mains ais as yea
hai natsi a t s.e
-r ---* aC ges
woods-bosses, and the new woods-boss
will not be driven off the job, because
I'm going to stay up here a couple of
weeks and break him in myself. But
how do you manage to get money to
clothe yourself? Sinclair tells me
Mac needs every cent of his two hun
dred and fifty dollars a month to enjoy
"I used to ,teal from him," the girl
admitt$d. "Then I grew ashamed of
that, and for the past six months I've
been earning my own living. Mr. Sin
clair was very kind. He gave me a
Job waiting on table in the camp din
ing room. You see, I had to have
something here. I couldn't leave my
father. He hird to have somebody to
take care of him. Don't you see, Mr.
"Sinclair is a fuzzy old fool," Bryce
declared with emphasis. "The idea of
our woods-boss's daughter sllnging
hash to luntberjacks. Poor Moira !"
He took one of her hands in his,
noting the callous spots on the plump
palm, the thick finger-joints that hint.
ed so of toll. the nails that had never
been manicured save by Moira herself.
"Do you remember when I was a boy.
Moira, how I used to come up to the
clgging-camps to hunt and fish? I al
ways lived with the McTavishes then
And in September, when the huckle
berries were ripe, we used to go out
and pick them together. Poor Moira!
Why, we're old pals, and I'll be shot
if rm going to see you suffer. Listen,
Molra. I'm going to fire your father,
as I've said, because he's working for
old J. B. now, not the Cardigan Red
wood Lumber company. I really ought
to pension him after his long years in
the Cardigan service, but I'll be
hanged if we can afford pensions any
more--partlcularly to keep a man in
r- booze; so the best our old woods-boss
s gets from me is this shanty, or another
n like it when we move to new cuttings,
i and a perpetual meal-ticket for our
camp dining room while the Cardf
- gnuns remain in business. rd finance
11 him for a trip to some state Institu
e tion where they sometimes reclaim
if such wrecka~h, if I didn't think he's
t too old a dog to be taught new tricks."
I "Perhaps," she suggested sadly.
P "you had better talk the matter over
t with him."
"No. I'd rather not. rm fond of your
t father, Molra. He was a man when
l I saw him last-such a man as these
woods will never see again-and I
don't want to'see him again until he's
cold sober. I'll write him a letter. Ai
for you, Moira, you're fired, too. Ill
not have you waiting on table in my
logging-caml--not by a jugful ! You're
n to come down to Sequoia and go to
work In our office. We can use you on
a the books, helping Sinclair, and re
lieve him of the task of billing, check
1 ing tallies, and looking after the pay
t rolL- I11 pay you a hundred dollars
.a month, Molra. Can you get along
on that"' :
r Her hard hand closed over his
F tightly, but she did not 'speak
t "All right. Molre. It's a go, then.
There, there, girl, don't cry. We
Cardigans hlad twety-five years of
faithful service from Donald MecTav
lab before he commenced slipping;
after all, we owe him something, I
She drew his hand suddenly to her
lips and kissed it; her hot tears of
joy fell on it, but her heart was too
full for mere words.
PFiddle-de-dee. Moira ! Ruck up."
he protested, hugely pleased, but em
harreased withal. "The vsay you, take
this, one would think yor had expect
ed me to go back on an old pal and
'"ad been pleasantly surprised when I
didn't. ('beer up tlnirn! 'll tell yon
what I'll do. I11 advance yon two
months' p.rry for-well, you'll need
a lot of clothes and things in Sequnoia
that youn don't need here. And pm
Stiad T've -manmn ed to wcttle the Mi
Tcvish hash without kicking up a row
and hnrtir your feelnm. Pomr old
Mac I'm rry I can't hear with him.
ot we simply have to have the los.
SRe rose, stooped, and pinched her
Sear: tar had he not known her sine
Sebildhcad, and had they not gathered
bmkleherrlea together in the long
agt lhe was sister to him--fost an
ather Mine of his prlemenm-.end tnth
'Ar -s. "R eratM the job as ann
as lslsIle,. MoIla," he called to her
en the ire.
PIReatIy when Moltre Itfted her
Medonae snce to the h~em o( tim
he' e the skyline, tbhere was a new
gitry la her eye: and lo. It was an
tua . the wedm . Ie over that inl
PRalee (rmIag had come to her, mad
Itt wa a eriussa.m d gdod t
• he the tatl leadd with Cardi
' tLaps enSled I acs the mali track
' md aaapped at the lcp-leading in Pi
a b 'an' amp the locootive a
eegaled .34 heekeda a lao the aidnlg
-he tse prn of klkit the abeoone.
,t wnd e' s re~ md OuSed Pednage
s hadde r~esa o e e weds, ot intoe
, he mis tm eg -wh.re, e wig toe
a saght dwaAil pd th amtatere
r(eam nr tO the akemis md 1
rall Y rt SWart ad e heankedt
smm ear to Isr a . 4
n thai aSe oemsme blaep, .
a Sels i hass rei beoees
ema' ·r bm .1 s m 1h t hra er
pel ee a y." she had e s tng t <
1m hawa aee d wher -a Ile
a rU r cipd a dmam as -r
that mcment. On the top log of the
load the object of her unhappy specu
lations was seated, apparently quite
oblivious of the fact that he was back
once more in the haunt of his enemies,
although knowledge that the double
bitted ax he had so unceremoniouslY
borrowed of Colonel Pennington wa
driven deep Into the log beside him.
with the haft convenient to his hand
prohhbably h:ad much to do with Bryce's
air of detached indifference.
Shirley told herself that should he
move, should he show the slightest
disposition to raise his head and brine
his eyes on a level with hers, she
would dodge away from the win 'on
in time to escape his scrutiny.
She reckoned without the engine.
With a smart hump it struck the ca
boose and shunted It briskly up the
siding; at the sound of the impact
Bryce raised his troubled glance just
in time to see Shirley's body, yield
Ing to the shock, sway into full view
at the window.
With difficulty he suppressed a grin
"I'll bet my immnortal soul she wa'
peeking at me," he soliloquized. "Con
found the luck! Another meeting thl
afternoon :would be embarrassing."
Tactfully he resumed his study of his
feet, not even looking up when the
caboose, after gaining the main track
slid gently down the slight grade and
was coupled to the rear logging truck.
He heard the engineer shout to the
brakeman-who had ridden down from
the head of the train to unlock thei
siding switch and couple the caboose
-to hurry up, lock the switch, and
get back aboard the engine.
"Can't get this danged key to turn
in the lock," the brakeman shouted
presently. "Iock's rusty, and some
thing's gone bust inside."
Minutes passed. Bryce's assumed
abstraction became real, for he had
many matters to occupy his busy
brain, and It was Impossible for him to
sit idle without adverting to some of
them. Presently he was subconscious
ly aware that the train was moving
gently forward; almost immediately,
It seemed to him, the long string of
trucks had gathered their customary
speed; and then suddenly it dawned
upon Bryce that the train had started
off without a single jerk-and that it
was gathering headway rapidly.
He looked ahead-and his hair grew
creepy at the roots. There was no lo
comotive attached to the train! It
was running away down a two per
cent grade, and because of the tre
mendous weight of the train, it was
gathering momentum ata fearful rate.
The reason for the runaway dawned
on Bryce instantly. The road, being
privately owned, was, like most log
ging roads neglected as to roadbed
and rolling stock ; also it was under
manned, and the brakeman, who also
acted as switchman, had failed to .set
the hand-brakes on the leading truck
after the engineer had locked the air
brakes. As a result, during the five or
six minutes required to "spot in" the
caboose, and an extra minute or two
lost while the brakeman struggled
with the recalcitrant lock on the
switch, the air had leaked away
through the worn valves and rubber
tubihng, and the brakes had been re
leased-so thi the train, without
warning. had quietly and almost noise
lessly slid out of the log-landing and
started on its mad career. There was
nothing to do now save watch the wild
runaway and pray, for of all the mad
runaways !n a mail world, a loaded
logging train is by far the worst.
For an instant after realizing h!s
predicament. Bryce Card!rnn was
termpted to ¶'in And take his chance
on a few broken boes., before the
tra!n could reach a greater speed ttan
twenty miles an hour. His next im
pulse was to run forward and set the
hand-brake on the leading truck, but
a glance showed him that even with
the train standing stfll he could not
hope to leap from truck to truck and
isnd on the round. freshly peeled sur
oee of the logs without slipping, for
hre had no calks In his boots. And to
slip now meant swift and horrible
Then he remembered In the wildly
rolling caboose Shirley 8umn'er rode
with her uncle, while less than tw4
tmiles ahead. the track swong in a
sharp carve high up along the billside
above Mad river. Bryce knew the
leading track would never take that
curre at high speed, even If the an
eient rolling stock should hold togeth
er auntil the curve was reached, but
woeald shoot of at a tangent Into the
eanTona, curryig tracks, logs, and ca
hoose with it, rolling over 'and over
down the hillside to the river.
The ecahoose moust be cut out of
this runaway," Bryce soliloquised,
"and It mast be cuat out in a devil of
a hLar. Hrma goes notbhing in par
ticular, and may Ood be good to my
dear olk men."
He Jerked his are out of the log,
leve It deep late the top log toward
the eand, and by using the baft to cling
to. erawled tward the rear of the
Iad ud lookaed-down at the caboose
.eaeptng. The tea lor was a slxteen
test butt; the two bottom los wereC
Ig-hte-et.mam, With a siest prayer
ut thisek to Pordemce, Bryce did
dam i the lauding tus fersed. He
was nad lye teat above the eaoupUa
hbewoe but lealg ever the
-swas-- -ss e ase d swiangr
thP with sme head, INe mm to
eat thengh the rabber h e the
After amemelatgt thin, e- in
head, hbe ess doa i th nas mnaw
t kalg k the hmmer iN to t
AN: ug8 $m gtg l a m Me
boose and the rest of the lo-irn
truck. The caboose had once been a
box car; hence there was no railrl'
front platform to which Bryce nigt
have leaped in safety. Clinging Iplri.
ously on the huniper, he reached with
his foot. got his toe under the leret
on the side. jerked It upward, and
threw the pin out of the coupling:
then with his free hand he swoun the
axe and drove the great steel Jaws of
the coupling apart.
The caboose was cut out! But ali
ready the deadl. curve a~n in sight;
in two minutes the first truck would
reach it; and the caboose, though cut
!oose, had to he stopped. else with tilhe
headway it had gathered. It. too. would
follow the logging trucks to glory.
For a moment Bryce clung to the
brake-rod, weak and dizzy fr,,m the
effe.-ts of the blow when. leaping down
from the Itaded truck to the atlihust
lhultper, his face h:ad smlashed inltl
"I'll Hold You Yet, You Brute."
the front of the caboose. lis chin
was bruised. skinned, and bhloody; his
nose had been broken, and twin rivu
lets of blood ran from his nostrils. He
wiped it away. swung" his axe. drove
the blade deep into the bumper and
left it there with the haft quivering;
turning, he climlbedl swiftly up the
narrow Iron ladder beside the brake
rod until he reached the roof; then.
still standing on the ladder, he
reached the brake-wheel and drew
it promptly but gradually around
until the wheel-blocks began to
bite. when he exerted his tre
mendons strength to the utmost
and with hid. knees braced doggedly
augainst the front of the caboose, held
The brake screamed, but the speed
of the calose was not appreciably
slackened. "It's had too oodl a start !"
Bryce moaned. "The momentum is
more than I can overcome. Ohl. Shir
ley, my love' God help you !"
He cast a sudden despairing look
over his shoulder downward at the
coupling. He was winning, after all,
for a space of six feet now yawned
between the end of the logging truck
and the bumper of the caboose. If
he could but hold that tremendous
strain on the wheel for a quarter of
a mile, he might get the demon ca
boose under cuntrol!
After ~ hat seemled an ecan of wait
ang, he ventured anthler look ahead.
The rear logging-truck was a hunted
yards in front of h!im now. and from
the wheels of the caboose an odor of
something hurning drifted up to him.
"I've got your whee's locked !'" he half
sobbed. 'iTll hold you yet, you bruhte.
Slide! That's it! Sl!de. and flattenc
your infernal wheels. Hah! You're
qutting-quitting. r'll have you in
control before we reach the curve.
Burn, curse you, burn!"
With a shriek of metal scrap'ng
metal, the head of the Juggernut
ahead took the curve. clung there an
instant, an r.-as cstapulted out into
space. Logs weighing twenty tons
were flung about like kindling; one !n
stant, Bryce could see them in the air;
the next they had disappeared down
the hillside. A deafening crash, a
splash. I cloud of dust
W!th a protesting -queal, the ca
boose came to the point where the lo
fging-traln had left the right of way,
carrying ralls and ties with It. The
wheels on the a'de nearest the bank
slid Into the dirt first and plowed deep
into the soll: the caboose came to
an ahrupt stop trembled and rattled.
overtopped its center of gravity, and
fell over against the cut-bank, wear:ly.
like a drunken hag.
Ble~e, still clinging to the brake.
was fuilly braced for the shockl and
was not flnng off. Cllmly he descend
ed the ladder, recovered the axe from
the bumper, climbed hack to the rooe.
tiptoed of the root to the tgp of the
hank and st cially down uander a
mIaraalta 'bu to await results, for
he was quatda oemMent that none of
the eteeupants of the confounded ca
boome had bage treated to amythlag
wort than a wfld ride and a rate
fright, sad he was curious to me how
Shiria Sumner woald behae Ja am
atael Pealgstem wyas S to
maerge at the rest at the esheem. Be
leapsd tghtly iowa the stops im ts
the feet 8 the mae. leaked dm the
tek ass ad aS ,M -a . a- he
darted hassh t'e mea at the su
*As dsed'ami -ees a a bag mdt
a ig a 4ma hg aaed to Ilhly.1
-tht 414 L sh elmb b s- m
coupled--uless that fol hrakenma
for:,t to drop the pin: it was the last
cur, and when iit juIped rte track
and lhoied into the dl:rtr it just nat
uially quit and tplq)hI over against
thie bank. Come out, my d'tir."
Shirley canie out. dry .-,yed. hut
white and trenblihr.g. The Colon "I
pllhrel iis armn aroulllll hier, and sihe
hid tl her f:iae ,n hi -h,"lnher and bud
dt "'. "There. tler,':"I hso, ,thed her
;iTl'ti, nal ly.. "it's all over, my dear.
All's well that eands well."
"The tr: n," <he c'ried in a ch/,king
voice. "IWNhere is it?"
"In little pie'ces--dalvn in Miara
"'Hryve C:!rdi.lnn." sh.e schhed. "I
aw him--lhe was ridin_ atop on the
tra'n. t- ah. God helr, lilih I"
Th,' Colllonl l .q ola her with sudden
ferocity. "YTons; I'er ilznn." .e cried
;.a:lrply. "illing the lgs? Are you
StIe nI(ltlll. and i.er sholldlers
hooi; p ltol nsly.
"T'liheli iryce ('ardligan is kone!"
Pen'rin ;iton's prolnlunetl.enti! wais .ill
"iln. de'aiiv with its fiat flinlity. "No
man could have rolled down into 'Mad
river with a tr'nini:Id of logs andl sre
vrIed. The devl' himself couldn't."
lie llcaved a great sigh. awlllll added:
"WHell. that clears the atnimosphere con.
i-de'rnhly. altlhough for all his faults,
I reorr't. for his father's sake. that this
drea:lful aff'air hai happened. Well,
it can't heelped. Shirley. Poor devil!
For ail his dalnnnale treatment of me.
I wouldn't have had this happen for a
Shirley hburst Into wild weeping.
Bryce's heart leaped, for he under.
stood the reason for her grief. She
had sent him away in anger, ard he
had gone to his death; ergo It would
he long before Shirley would frrgive
herself. Brrce had not Intende'4 pre
senting hl'nself before her In his tat
tered eld bloody cnnditlon. htrt the
sight of her distress now was more
than he could hear. He coughed sHlilst
ly. and the alert colonel glanced up at
"Well. I'll he hanged!" The wordsI
fell from Pennington's lips with a
heartiness that was almost touching.
"I thought .o.a'd gone with the ttra!t."
"Sorry to have disappointed. yon, old
top." Rry3ce replied blithely, "hut I'm
just naturally stubborn. Too had about
the atmosphere you thought cleared a
moment ago! It's clogged worse than
Bryce turns a deaf tEr to
Shirley and forces the hgnt
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
KNOW NOTHING OF DYSPEPSIA
Eskimos Apparently Able to Digest
Anything in the Form of Food,
Without Cooking Ii,.
There is at least one natl.'e race of
America that is little troubled with
ltrslMPsla. The Eskimo seems to defy
all laws In this relation and to thrive
He eats until he is satisfied. and it
tal;es much to saisfy him, itf, indeed.
he ever is satisftled. tie eats as long
as there is a shred of the feast lefore
him. His capacity is limited only by
The Eski!mo, It further appears. canl
nake no ~istake in the manner of
cooking his food for the very sittlple
reason that he does not cook it. Nor
<o far as the hlubbher or fat of the Arc
tic is concerned. is he worried lhout
his manner of eating it. Indeed. ,e
may he sait not to eat it at all. til
cuts it intto long scr;.ps an inch whhi
Aind tn inch thick andtl then lowers ti e
stril i down his throat Is ole mntlll
lower n rolpe into a well. Notwl'lt
st:anding all this, the Eskimo ldoes r,
suffer from indiges;onm. lie can nmal
a good meal off the flesh and skin .t
lthe walrus, provision so hard and gri'
ty that In cutting up the animal tle
knife must he cont;nually sharpcnel
The teeth of a little Eskimo chfit
will, it is said by those who knov.
meet In a hit of walrus skin as !I1 '
teeth of one of our own chldren woltt!'
meet in the flesh of an apple, althon r
the hide of the walrus is from half at
inch to an inch In thickness and heat
conslderahle resemnhlance to the hd
of an elephant. The child of the An.
tie will bite it and digest it and nemvitr
know what dyvspepsia means.
Influence of Lunar Cycle.
Physienl atnd nwntal allernatlons lae
well marked in chronle invalids and Ito
the insane. In the case of a snifferer
from heart disease. with asthmatle
symptoms, a careful record was kept
of the singularly relgular lunar month
ly attacks. The cyclic excitement oj
unatlcs has also been studied by pbh
sd;ans, and in one of the lavestigal
dtona it was found that 40 per cent of
men and 40 per cent of women to Ir
asylum patlenta had defalte periods el -
The inflauence of the in, c up
on the preraheace of sdlede haa been
observed by several latigaltor
More ckhfal I the evldeee that tkhe
phaae of the me allfects the marrian
rate. The i of the apttrude fo
mental attgmtlea Is a tople of great sig
mldm e.li the eonduect of life.
Iut One Way t Aaqulre Wealth.
Wealth is not acquired, as many per
gPus suppose by fortunate specl
Iona and plendid enterpri'aes hat
the dally practlee of ladustry. frugal
"ty and eoooUy. He who relles apes
theue m an will rarely be found dGe
;t~te, and be who reue ,po am
other will generaIlly herme bankrup
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ing the birth of my
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male trouble. I w.s
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and could not do my
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ar later I gave birth to a ten pound
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"California Syrup of Figs"
Child's Best Laxative
Accept "California" Syrup of Figs
mlyp-look for the name California on
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I'ou must say "'nifornia."-Adv.
A wom:n is willing to admit a rian's
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"Bayer Tablets of Aspirin" Is geIm
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