The Springfield herald., September 06, 1912, Image 2

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SYNOPSIS.
Enid Maitland, a frank, free and un
spoiled youriK l’halladelphla Blrl. la taken
to the Colorado mountain* by her uncle.
Robert Maitland. Ja*ne» Armatrong.
Maitland’s protege, fulls In love with her.
Hie persistent wooing thrills the glr!. but
ahe hesitates, and Armstrong goes east
on business without a deflnlte nnswer.
Enid hears the story cliff
neer. Newbold. whose wife fall ott a *!£
and was so sertojsly hurt that he was
compelled to shoot her tp prevent her be
Ins eaten by wolves white he went i r
help- Klrkby, the old guide wh ° ,e ! ".A I*® 1 *®
story. gives Enhl a package of letters
which he saya were ,o p n< J d *“d
woman’s body. Bhe reads tl « '* U while
at Klrkby’a request keeps them. Whll
bathing In mountain stream En d * *
tacked by a bear, which Is mysteriously
Ihot. A storm adds to the girl’s terror
A sudden deluge transforms brook Into
raging torrent, which sweeps Enid Into
aorae where she Is rescued by a moun
tain 8 hermit after a thrllllngexperionca.
Campers In great confusion upon dwcov
Ing Enid’s absence when tho storm
breaks. Maitland and Old Klrkby fo in
search of the girl. Enid diHcover ß that
her ankle Is sprained and that she Is un
able to walk. Her iny«terlou»
carries her to his camp, fcn d *°e«
sleep In the strange man s bunk. Miner
cooks breakfast for Enid. atle £. wlAr
they go on tour of Inspection. The ht-r
mlt tells Enid of his unsuccessful attempt
to And the Maitland campers He admits
that he Is also from Philadelphia. The
hermit falls In love with Knld. The man
comes to a realisation of hjs l°v® ber.
but naturally In that strunge solitude the
relations of the girl and l, er rescuer be
come unnatural and strained. ?be
er tells of a wife he had who Is dead
and says he has sworn to ever cherish
her memory by living In solitude. Ho and
Enid, however, confess their love ror
each other. Bhe learns that he Is the
man who killed his wife In Hje mountain
Enid discovers the writer of the Idler*
to Newbold’s wife to have been James
Armstrong. Newbold decides to start to
the settlement for help. The man is
racked by the belief that he Is unfaithful
to his wife’s memory, artd Enid Is tempt
ed to tell him of tho letters In her pos
session. Armstrong. accompanied Dy
Klrkby and Robert Maitland, tlnd a note
that Newbold had left in the deserted
cubtn. and know that the girl is in nls
keeping. Fate brings all the actors to
gether. Newbold returns from hunting
game and secs a man near the hut. it
fs James Armstrong, who has at last lo
cated the missing girl, and lie enters the
cabin. Armstrong pleads his love ror
Enid, but she reminds him of his affec
tion for Nowbold's wife. He grows in
sulting and Enid orders him from her
presence. Newbold returns opportunely.
CHAPTER XXl!.—(Continued.)
Armstrong confronted Newbold
therefore, lustful of battles; he yearn
ed to leap upon him, his fingers Itched
to grasp him, then trembled slightly as
he rubbed them nervously against his
thumbs; tls face protruded a little, his
eyeß narrowed.
“My name la Armstrong,” he said,
determined to precipitate the Issue
without further delay and flinging the
words at the otter In a' tone of hec
toring defiance which, however
strange to say, did not 6eem to effect
Newbold In any perceptible degree.
The name was an Illumination to
him, though aot at all in the way the
speaker had fancied; the recollection
of it was the one fact concerning her
that rankled In the solitary’s mind.
He had often wanted to ask Enid Mait
land what she bad meant by that
chance allusion to Armstrong which
she had made In the beginning of their
acquaintance, but he had refrained.
At first he had no right to question
her; there could be no natural end to
their affections; and latterly when
their hearts had been disclosed to each
other in the wild, tempestuous, pas
sionate scenes of the last two or three
days, he had had things of greater mo
ment to engage his attention, subjects
of more Importance to discuss with
her.
He had for the time being forgotten
Armstrong and lie had not before
known what Jealousy was until lie had
entered that room. To hnve seen her
with any man would have given him
acute pain, perhaps Just because he
had been so long withdrawn from hu
man society, but to see her with this
man who flashed Instantly into his
recollection upon the utterance of his
name was an ndded exasperation.
Newbold turned to the woman to
whom Indeed he had addressed his
question in the first place, and there
was something In his movement which
bespoke a galling almost contemptuous
obliviousness to the presence of the
other man which was indeed hard for
him to bear.
Hate begets hate. He was quite
conscious of Armstrong s nntugonlsm,
which was entirely undisguised and
open and which was growing greater
with every passing moment. The
score against Newbold was running up
In the mind of his visitor.
"Ah.” coolly said the owner of the
cabin to the first of his two guests.
“I do remember you did mention that
name the first day you spent here.
Is he a—a friend of yours?"
"Not now." answered Enid Maitland.
She too was in n strange state of
perturbation on account of the dilem
ma in which she found herself in
volved. She was determined not to
betray the unconscious confidence of
the dead. She hoped fervently that
Newbold would not recognize Arm
strong as the man of the locket, but
if he did she was resolute that he
should not also be recognized as the
man of the letters, at least not by her
act. Newbold was Ignorant of the ex
istence of those letters and she did
not Intend that he should be enlight
ened so far as she could prevent it.
But she was keen enough to see that
the first recognition would be In
evitable; she even admitted the fact
that Armstrong would probably pre
cipitate It himself. Well, no human
soul, not even their w’rlter. knew that
she had destroyed them, she had de
termined to do so at the first conveni
ent opportunity. Before that, however,
she Intended to show them not to New
bold but to Armstrong, to disclose his
perfidy, to convict him of the false
hood he had told her and to Justify
herself even In his eyes for the action
she had taken.
Mingled with all these quick reflec
tions was a deadly fear. She waa
quick to perceive the hatred Arm
strong boro on tho one hand because
of the old love affair, the long cher
ished grudge breaking Into sudden
life; on the other she realized that
her own failure to come to Arm
strong’s hands and her love for New
bold, which she neither could nor had
any desire to conceal, and the cumula
tion of these passionate antagonisms
would ouly* rnuke him the more des
perate.
Whether Newbold found out Arm
strong's connection with his past love,
there was sufficient provocation In the
present to evoke all the oppugnation
and resentment of his nature. Enid
felt as Bhe might If the puncheons of
the floor had been sticks of dynamite
with active detonations In every heel
that pressed them; as If the slightest
movement on the pnrt of any one
would bring about an explosion.
The tensity of the situation was be
wildering to her. It had come upon
her with such startling force; the un
“Your Picture?” He Asked.
expected arrival of Armstrong, of all
the men on earth the one who ought
not to be there, and then the equally
startling arrival of Newbold, of whom
perhaps the same might have been
said. If Newbold had only gone on.
if he had not come back. If she had
been rescued by her uncle or old Klrk
by —But "ifs" were Idle, she had to
face the present situation to which
she was utterly unequal.
She had entirely repudiated Arm
strong. that was one sure point; she
knew how guilty he had been toward
Newbold's wife, that was another; she
realized how he had deceived her.
that was the third. These eliminated
the man from her affections, but it Is
one thing to thrust a mau out of your
heart und another to thrust him out
of your life; he was still there. And
by no means the sport of blind fate
Armstrong Intended to have something
to say as to the course of events, to
use his own powers to determine the
Issue.
Of but one thing beside her hatred
for Armstrong was Enid Maitland ab
solutely certain; she would never dis
close to the man she loved the fact
that the woman, the memory .of whose
supposed passion he cherished, had
been unfaithful to him In heart If
not In deed. Nothing could wrest that
secret from her. She had been In
fected by Newbold’s quixotic ideas,
the contagion of his perversion of com
mon sense had fastened Itself upon
her. She would not have been human
either If she had not experienced a
thrill of pride and joy at the possibil
ity that in some way, of which she yet
swore she would not be the instrument
blind or otherwise, the facts might be
disclosed which would enable Newbold
to claim her openly and honorably.with
out hesitation before or remorse aft
er. as his wife. This fascinating flash
of expectant, hopeful feeling she
thought unworthy of her and strove
to fight It down, but with manifest im
possibllltj’.
It has taken time to set these things
down; to speak or to write is a slow
process, nnd the ratio between outward
expressions nnd inward Is as great as
that between light and sound. Ques
tions nnd answers between these three
followed an swiftly as thrust nnd parry
betwesn accomplished swordsmen, and ,
yet between each demand nnd reply
they had time to entertnln those swift j
thoughts—as the drowning compass ]
life experiences In seconds!
“I may not be her friend," said Arm- (
strong steadily, "but she left me In
The Chalice of Courage
( TJefntflfce Story dfCertaitflWsOTis J
Who Uranic of it and Conquered 1
A CoforA
By Cyrus Townsend Brady.
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these mountains a month ago with
more than a half way promise to mar
ry me, and I have sought her through
the snows to claim the fulfillment.”
“You never told me that," exclaimed
Newbold sternly and again addressing
tho woman rather than the man.
"There was nothing to tell." she an
swered quickly. "I was a young girl,
heart free; I liked this man. perhaps
because he was so different from those
to whom I had been accustomed, and
when he pressed his suit upon me, I
told him the truth. I did not love
him, I did not know whether I might
grow to care for him or not; If I did,
I should marry him and If I did not
no power on earth could make me.
And now—l hate him!" She flung the
words at him savagely.
Armstrong was beside himself with
fury at her words, and Newbold's cool
indifference to him personally was un
endurable. In battle such as he waged
he had the mistaken Idea that any
thing was fair. He could not really
tell whether It was love of woman or
hate of man that was most dominant;
he saw at once the state of nffalrs be
tween the two. He could hurt the
man and the woman with one state
ment; what might bo its ulterior effect
he did not stop to consider, perhaps if
he had he would not then have cared
greatly. He realized anyway that
since Newbold’s arrival his chance
with Enid was gone; perhaps wheth
er NewboW were alive or dead it was
gone forever; although Armstrong did
not think that, he was not capable of
thinking very far Into the future In
his then condition, the present bulked
too lurge for tbat.
"I did not think after that kiss In
the road that you would go back on
me this way. Enid,” he said quickly.
"The kiss in the road,” cried New
bold staring ugaln at the woman.
"You coward." repeated she. with
one swift envenomed glance at the
other man. and thon dlie turned to her
lover. She laid her hand upon his
arm, she lifted her face up to him.
"As God Is my judge," she cried, her
voice rising with the tragic intensity
of the moment and thrilling with In
dignant protest, "he took it from me
like the thief and the coward he was
nnd he tolls It now like the liar he Is.
We were riding side by side, I was
utterly unsuspicious, I thought him a
gentleman, he caught me and\ kissed
me before I knew it. I drove him
from me. That’s all.”
"I believe you,” said Newbold gent
ly, and then for the first time, he ad
dressed himself to Armstrong. "You
came doubtless to rescue Miss Mait
land. nnd In so far your purpose was
admirable and you deserve thanks and
respect, but no further. This Is my
cabin, your words nnd your conduct
render you unwelcome here. Miss
Maitland Is under my protection; If
you will come outside I will be glad
to tnlk with you further.”
"Under your protection?” sneered
Armstrong beside himself. “After a
month with you alone I take it she
needs no further protection.”
Newbold did not leap upon the man
for that mordant Insult to the woman;
his approach was slow, relentless, ter
rible. Eight or ten feet separated
them. Armstrong met him half way,
his Impetuosity was greater, he sprang
forward, turned about, faced tho full
light from the narrow window.
"Well," he cried, "have you got any
thing to say Or do about It?"
But Newbold had stopped, appalled.
He stood staring as If petrified; recog-
iilt!on. recollection rushed over him.
Now and at last he knew the man.
The fuco that confronted him was the
same face that had stared out at him
from the locket he hud taken from the
bruised breast of his dead wife, which
had been a mystery to him for all
these years.
"Well," tauntingly asked Armstrong
again, "what are you waiting for, are
you afraid?"
From Newbold’s belt depended a
holster and a heavy revolver. As Arm
strong made to attack him he flashed
It out with astonishing quickness and
presented It. The newcomer was un
armed —his Winchester leaned against
the wall by his fur coat and be had
no pistol.
"If you move a step forward or back
ward." said Newbold with deadly calm,
”1 will ’till you without mercy.”
“So you'd take advantage of a weap
onless man, would you?” sneered Arm
strong.
“Oh, for God’s sake,” cried the wo
man, “don’t kill him.”
“You both misjudge me,” was the an
swer. “I shall take no advantage of
this man. I would disdain to do bo if
It were necessary, but before the last
resort I must have speech with him,
and this Is the only way In which I
can keep him quiet for a moment. If
as I suspect, his hate measures with
mine.”
“You have the advantage," protest
ed Armstrong. “Say your say and get
It over with. I’ve waited all these
years for a chance to kill you and my
patience Is exhausted.”
Still keeping the other covered, New
bold stepped over to the table pulled
out the drawer and drew from It the
locket. Enid remembered she had has
tily thrust It there when he had hand
ed it to her, and there it had lain un
noted and forgotten. It was quite evi
dent to her what was toward now.
Newbold had recognized the other
man, explanations were Inevitable.
With his left hand Newbold sought
the catch of the 'locket and pressed
the spring. In two steps he faced
Armstrong with the open locket thrust
toward him.”
Sank His Fingers Around the Other’s Throat.
"Your picture?" he asked.
“Mine!”
"Do you know the locket?”
"I gave It to a woman named Louise
Rosser fWe or six years ago.”
"My wife.”
"Yes, she was crazy in love with me.
but—”
With diabolic malice Armstrong left
the sentence uncompleted. The infer
ence he meant should be drawn from
his reticence was obvious.
"I took It from her dead body," grit
ted out Newbold.
"She was beside herself with love
for me; an old affair, you know," said
Armstrong more explicitly, thinking
to use a spear with a double barb to
pierce the woman’s and the man’B
heart alike. That he defamed the
dead was of no moment then. "She
wanted to leave you,” he ran on glibly.
"She wanted me to take her back
and —”
"Untrue,” burst forth from Enid
Maitland’s lips. "A slanderous, das
tardly, cowardly untruth.”
But the man paid no attention to
her In their excitement; perhaps they
did not even hear her. Newbold
thrust his pistol violently forward.
"Would you murder me as you mur
dered the woman?” gibed Armstrong
In bitter taunt.
Then Enid Maitland found It In her
heart to urge Newbold to kill him
where he stood, but she had no time
If she could have carried out her de*
sign, for Newbold flung the weapon
from him and the next moment the
two men leaped upon each other,
straining, struggling, daring, battling
like savage beasts, each seeking to
clasp his Angers around the throat of
the other and then twist and crush un
til life was gone.
Saying nothing, fighting In a grim
silence that was terrible, they reeled
crashing about the little room. No
two men on earth could have been bet
ter matched, yet Newbold had a slight
advantage in height and strength, as
he had also the advantage in simple
life and splendid condition. Arm
strong's hate and fierce temper coun
terbalanced these at first, and with
arms locked and legs twined, with
teeth clenched and eyes blinded and
pulses throbbing and hearts beating,
they strove together.
The girl shrank back against the
wall and stared frightened. She feared
for her lover, she feared for herself.
Strange primitive feelings throbbed in
her veins. It was an old situation,
when two male animals fought for su
premacy and the ownership of a fe
male, whose destiny was entirely re
moved from her own hands.
Armstrong had shown himself in his
true colors at last. She would have
nothing to hope from him if he was
the victor; and she even wondered in
terrbr what might happen to her if the
man she loved triumphed after the
passions aroused In such a battle? She
grew sick and giddy, her bosom rose
and fell, her breath came fast as she
followed the panting, struggling, cling
ing grinding, figures about the room.
At first there had been no advantage
to either, but now after five minutes—
or was It hours? —of fierce fighting,
the strength and superior condition of
her lover began to tell. He was forc
ing the other backward. Slowly, inch
by inch, foot by foot, step by step,
he mastered him. The two interwln
lng figures were broadside to her now,
she could see their faces Inflamed by
the lust of the battle, engorged, blood
red with hate and fury, but there was
a look of exultation on one and the
shadow of approaching disaster on the
other. But the consciousness that he
was being mastered ever so little only
Increased Armstrong’s determination
and he fought back with the frenzy,
the strength of a maddened gorilla,
and again for a space the Issue was In
doubt. But not for long.
The table, a heavy cumbersome,
Hill Wanted Fair Chance
Wouldn’t Race Train With Boat If
Craft Was Going to Stick
to River.
One day, the story runs, when Jim
11111 was going in the railroad business
and the Great Northern was not the
fine system It Is today, he was met In
St. Paul by the head of a big steam
boat company doing business on the
Great I^akes.
“Jim,” said the Bteamboat man, "I’ll
match one of my boats against one of
your trains in a fair race for SI,OOO
a side.”
Mr. Hill hesitated. "I don’t know,"
said be, "some of your boats are
pretty fast.”
*TII race you upstream.” added the
steamboat man, as a further induce
ment.
"Oh!" exclaimed the other In a dis
gusted tone, "if you’re going to stick
four-legged affair, solid almost as a
rock, stood In the way. Newbold at
last backed Armstrong up ngalnst it
and by superhuman effort bent him
over it, held him with one arm and
using the table as a support, wrenched
his left hand free, and sunk his fin
gers around the other’s throat. It was
all up with Armstrong. It was only
a question of time now.
"Now,” Newbold guttered out
hoarsely, “you slandered the dead wo
man I married, and you insulted the
living one 1 love. Take back what
you said before you die."
“I forgive him," cried Enid Mait
land. “Oh, for God’s sake don’t kill
him before my eyes.”
Armstrong was past speech. The
inveteracy of his hatred could be seen
even In his fast glazing eyes, the indo
mitableness of his purpose yet spoke
In the negative shake of his head. He
could die, but he would die in his hate
and in his purpose.
Enid ran to the two. she grappled
Newbold’s arm with both her own and
strove with all her might to it
away from the other’s throat. Her
lover paid no more attention to her
than if a summer breeze had touched
him. Armstrong grew black in the
face, his limbs relaxed, another second
or two it would have been over with
him.
Once more the door was thrown
open; through It two snow-covered men
entered. One swift glance told them
all. One of them at least had expect
ed it. On the one side Kirkby, on the
other Maitland, tore Newbold away
from his prey Just in time to save
Armstrong’s life. Indeed the latter
was so far gone that he fell from the
table to the floor unconscious, Choking,
almost dying. It was Enid Maitland
who received his head in her arras and
helped bring him back «to life while
the panting Newbold stood staring
dully nt the woman he loved and the
man he hated on the floor at his feet.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Protestantism in France.
According to an article in the Revue
the number of Protestants In France
is decreasing. They now number 700.-
000. The Lutherans, who numbered
more than a quarter of a million in
1870, can now boast of a membership
of only 80,000 In France. The Calvin
ists are the most numerous sect left,
numbering over half a million. But
they are losing ground. At the same
time the political Influence of the
French Protestants is out of all pro
portion to their numbers. This the
writer attributes to their superior
system of education, and above all to
their great wealth. Their wealth has,
however, tended to sap their exclusive
ness. They now pay less attention to
their religion, and the result is. says
the writer in the Revue, that Protes
tantism in France will in the near fu
ture be a. thing of the past. This is
a rather bold conclusion, and it would
be Interesting to know If this alleged
decrease in the Huguenots is correct.
—Westminster Gazette.
Latest German Fad.
Germany’s latest fad 6eems to be
the “Undosabad." destroyed by a Ber
lin engineer, and claimed to be the
first transportable covered swimming
bath which affords a practical substi
tute for the usual expensive buildings.
The swimming basin is inexpensive
and may bo easily transported to any
convenient location. The water sup
ply may be obtained from a lake, riv
er, springs, or from the town water
works, as the use of the flltra mini
mizes the amount of fresh water nec
essary and so reduces the number of
germs that the water is purer than
when freshly Introduced. The bath is
sheltered by a canvas roof and fur
nished with a motor so that the air
and water can be warmed and tho tem
perature regulated. The motor’s sur
plus power can also be utilized in gen
erating waves of three feet or less
in height, thus destroying all germs
that remain, and add to the attraction
by simulating the ocean.
Getting the Value of Coal.
The scientific method of buying
coal, not by weight, but by thermal
value, is likely to be adopted by the
St. Paul city government. Tho “B.
T. U.” system, It is called, the ini
tials standing for British thermal
units. The school board estimates
that it will save six per cent., or
$2,600, on 9,000 tons, the year's con
sumption. Many railroads are buying
their coal, not for what it weighs, but
for what it can do. —Springfield Re
publican.
to the river then you might as well
give up the notion of any race. I
thought you meant you’d bring your
boat out on the prairie alongside the
track and give me some show.”
Bees as a Weather Bureau
Those who have studic'd the bees In
tho mountains say their combs al
ways foretell the length of the com
ing seasons to a nicety. As they al
ways build their combs first, if the
spring is to bo early and warm the
combs at the top of the hive are built
long, but if the first season of the
year is to be cold and sMort the combs
are made small. It is the same with
the summer and fall season. Moun
taineers who have cleared lands In the
valley say they can predict scant or
bountiful crops merely by opening and
examining the combs in a beehive.—
New York Press
To Reproduce Riot Scenes.
The recent riot at the Federal build
ing. Ix>s Angoles, will be reproduced
at the trial of those arrested by mo
tion picture films, and shown to the
jury on a screon. It will be the first
time in tho history of jurisprudence
that such evidence will have been in
troduced. Whiio the riot was at its
height a moving-picture company,
with the newest model machine, had
an operator on the scene, and his films
show the entire actions of those per
sons who are charged with having
caused disturbance.
A Booklet for Investors.
Thp Ilnrrlß Trust und Savings Bank,
Harris Trust Building. Chicago, has Is
sued a booklet entitled "Why Bonds Are
Hare Investments.” intended for the uso
of persons planning to Invest In bonds for
the Hist time. Its aim is to explain In
simple terms the purtstses and uses or
various classes of bonds, nnd to Indicato
the value of bonds as safe Investments
for Individuals as well us institutions.
Copies may be hud free on uppMeutlon.
Contrasts.
"Look at that careworm looking man
in deep thought, and the merry dog
with him chasing his tail. Yet both
are doing the same thing."
"Wliat's that?"
"Trying to see how they can make
both endß meet."
The Cause.
"Madam, I am Just out* of the hos
pital and—"
“Don’t tell me any such story as
that! Your are the same man I gave
a piece of pie to not two''weeks ago."
"Yes’m, dat was Just ’fore I went to
de hospital." '
Stanley in the Arabian Nights.
Morglana poured oil on the forty
thieves.
“They will be worth more after
they are dissolved,” she cried. —New
York Sun.
Important to Wtothora
Examine carefully every of
CASTORIA, a safe and sure remedy for
infants and children, and see that it
Bears the
Signature of <
In Use For Over 30 Years.
Children Cry for Fletcher’s Castoria
Not With Him.
Mack —Has Skinly any conscience?
Jack--It could easily prove an alibi.
—Judge.
Mr*. Wlnmown Soothing Syrup for Children
teething, Hofiens the gumH, reduces InPammrv
tiou. allays pain, euros wind colic. 25c a bottle.
The Main Impression.
"What did the minister talk about
in his sermon this morning?” ’
“About an hour.”
Makes the laundress happy—that’s Red
Cross ling Blue. Makes ix-autiful, clear
white clothes. All good grocers.
It Seemed So.
"He’s a man of parts.”
“But aren’t the important ones miss
ing?”
ECONOMY.
Kind Lady—What caused you to
adopt this way of living?
Hobo—lt was me savin’ disposition.
I got into de habit of savin’ meself as
much work as possible, and I couldn’t
quit it
NERVOUS
DESPONDENT
WOMEN
Find Relief in Lydia EL Pink*
ham’s Vegetable Compound
—Their Own Statements
So Testify. t
Platea, Pa.— ‘‘When I wrote to yon
first I was troubled with female weak
■ ■ MgaßM] ncss an d backache,
a nd was so nervous
- that I would cry at
£ the least noise, it
. would startle me so.
began to take Ly
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Hk *£=PI remedies, and I don’t
have any more cry
mrfrpf I P tog I sleep
\ / jjf/f I sound and my ner-
I ff vousness is better.
1 J I will recommend
your medicines to all suffering women.”
—Mrs. Mary Halstead, Platea, Pa,
Box 98.
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case, which still further Bhows that Ly
dia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound
may bo relied upon.
Walcott, N. Dakota. ” I had inflam
mation which caused pain in my side,
and my back ached all the time. I was
so blue that I felt like crying if any one
even spoke to me. I took Lydia E.
Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, and I
began to gain right away. I continued
its use and now I am a well woman.”
Mrs. Amelia Dahl, Walcott, N.
Dakota.
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