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SERIAL STORY
THE HOUSE OF
A THOUSAND
CANDLES
By MEREDITH NICHOLSON
Author of "THE HAIN C
CIMIIIM *a» k! MMmtU Ut.
CHAPTER XXV.— Continued.
-Ah. to bo sure! You woro away
Christmas eve. when thoae vandal*
broke In. Batea merely mentioned It
In the iaat report I got from* him In
New York. That waa all right. I a*
aumed. of courae. that you had gone
off somewhere to get a little Christ
maa cheer; I don't care anything
about It"
"Hut 1 had followed her—l went to
Cincinnati to aee her—don't you un
derstand? She dared me to come—lt
waa a trick, a part of the conaplracy
to ateal your property."
The old gentleman etulled. It waa
an old trick of hi* to grow calm aa
other people waxed angry.
"She dared you to come, did ahe!
That la quite like Marian; but you
didn't have to go. did you. Jack?**
"Of courae not: of course 1 didn't
have to go. but —"
I a lam me rod. faltered and ceaaod.
Memory threw open her portals with
a challenge. 1 saw Marian on the
stairway at the Armstrongs'; I heard
her low. soft laughter; I felt the mock
ery of her voice and eye*: I knew
again the «xquUltr delight of being
near her. My heart told me well
enough why I had followed her!
"Jack. I'm glad I'm not burled up
there In that Vermont graveyard with
nobody to exerclae the right of guar
dianship over you. I've had my mis
givings about you; I used to think you
were a bom tramp; and you disap
pointed mo In turning your back on
architecture. —the noblest of all pro
fessions; but this performance of
yours really beats them all. Don't
you know that a girl tike Marian De
vereoz Isn't likely to become the agent
of any rascal? Do you really believe
for a minute that she tempted you to
follow her so you might forfeit your
lights to my propertyT*
"Hut why waa she trying to find
those notes of his? Why did ahe
come back from Cincinnati with his
party? If you could answer mo those
things, may bo I'd admit that I'm a
fool. Pickering. I Imagine. Is a pretty
plausible fellow where women are con
cerned."
-For God's sake. Jack, don't apeak
of that girl as women! I put her In
that will of mine Just to pique your
curiosity, knowing that If there waa a
penalty on your marrying her you
would be wholly likely to do It. —for
that's the way human beings are
made. Hut you've mixed It all up now
and Insulted her In tho grossest way
possible for a fellow who Is really a
gentleman. And I don't want to lose
you; I want you hero with mo! These
rich Americans, who go to England to
live, don't appreciate the beauty of
their own country. This landscape Is
worthy of the best that man can do.
And I didn't undertake to build a
craxy house out hero but one that
should have some dignity and charac
ter. That passago around the chim
ney Is an Indulgence, Jack. —I'll admit
It's a little blxarre,—you see that
chimney Isn't so big outside as It Is
In!"—and he laughed and nibbed his
knees, —"and my bringing foreign
laborers here was really to make It
easier to get things done my way.
Walt till you have seen the May-apples
blossom and heard the robin sing In
the summer twilight,—help me to
finish tho house,—then If you want
to leave I'll bid you Godspeed."
The feeling In his tone, the display
of sentiment so at variance with my
old notion of him, touched me In spite
of myself. Thero was a characteristic
k nobility and dignity in his plan; It
* was worthy of him. And I had never
loved him as now, when he finished
this appeal, and turned away to the
window, gaxlng out upon the somber
woodlnnd.
"Mr. Donovan is ready to go. sir,”
announced Hates at the door, and wo
went Into the library, where and
Stoddard were waiting.
CHAPTER XXVI.
Bhorter Vistas.
Larry hnd assembled his effects In
fhe library, and to my surprise, Stod
dard appeared with his own hand bag.
"I’m going to see Donovan well on
his way," said the clergyman.
"It’s a pity our party must break
up," exclnlmed my grandfather. "My
obligations to Mr. Donovan are very
great—and to you. too, Stoddard,
.lack's friends are mine hereafter, nnd
when wo get new' doors for Glenarm
House you shall honor me by accept
ing duplicate keys.”
"Where’s Hates?" asked Larry, and
the man came In, respectfully, Imper
turbably as always, and began gather
ing up tho bags.
"Stop—one moment! Mr. Glenarm,"
said Larry. "Before I go I want to <
congratulate you on tho splendid
couvage of this man who has served
you and your house with so much i
faithfulness and tact. And I wnnt to
tell you something else, that you prob- I
ably would never learn from him—”
"Donovan!” ’ There was a sharp cry t
In Hates’ voice, and lie Hprang forward i
with his hands outstretched entreat- 1
nngly. Hut Larry did not heed him. t
"The moment I set eyes on this m*n
I recognised him. It’s not fair to you
or to him that you should not know
him for what he la. Let me Introduce
mn old friend. Walter Creighton; be
waa a student nt Dublin when 1 was
there, a poor boy with nobody to help
him; but I remember him as one of
the best fellows In the world."
"For God's sake—no!" pleaded
Hates. He was deeply moved and
turned his face away from us.
“Out. like me." Larry went on. "he
mixed In politics. One night In a riot
at Dublin a constable waa killed. No
one knew who waa guilty, but a
youngster was suspected.—the son of
one of the richest and best-known
men In Ireland, who happened to get
mixed In the row. To draw attention
from the boy, Creighton let suspicion
attach to his own name. and. to help
the boy's case further, ran away. I
bad not heard from or of him until
the night I came here and found him
the defender of this house, lly God:
that was no servant's trick. —It was
the set of a royal gentleman.**
They clas|»ed hands, and with a
new light In his face, with a new man
ner. as though he resumed, as a famil
iar garment, an old disused person
ality. Hates stood transfigured In the
twilight, a man and a gentleman. I
think we were all drawn to him: I
know that a sob clutched my throat
and tears filled my eyes as 1 grasped
his hand.
"Hut what In the devil did you do It
for?" blurted my grandfather, excited
ly twirling his glasses. .
Hales (I still call him Hate#.—he In
sists on It) laughed. For the first time
he thrust his hands Into his pockets
and stood at hla ease, one of us.
"I.arry. you may remember that I
showed a fondness for the stage In our
university days. When I got to Amer
ica I had little money and found It
necessary to find employment without
delay. 1 saw Mr. Glenarm's advertise-
They Clasped Hands.
1 ment for a valet. Just as a lark I an
-1 awered It to see what an American
1 gentleman seeking n valet looked like.
I fell In love with Mr. Glenarm at
sight—"
1 "And I with you!” declared my
grandfather. "I never believed your
' story at all, —you were too perfect In
the part!"
"Well. I didn't greatly mind the
valet business; It helped to hide my
identity; and I did like the humor and
whims of Mr. Glenarm. The house
keeping, after fc came out here,
wasn't so pleasant”—ho looked at his
hands ruefully—"but this Joke of Mr.
Glenarm's making a will and then go
ing to Egypt to sec what w'otihl hap
pen,—that was too good to miss. And
w'hcn tho heir arrived I found new op
portunities of practising amateur the
atricals; and Pickering's efforts to en
list mo In his scheme for finding the
money and making me rich gave me
still greater opportunities. There
were times when I was strongly tempt
ed to blurt tho whole thing; I got
tired of being suspected, and of play
ing ghost In tho wall; and If Mr. Glen
arm hndn’t got here Just as he did I
should have stopped the fight nnd pro
claimed the truth. I hope,”—ho said,
turning to me. —"you have no hard |
feelings, sir." And he threw Into the
"sir" Just a touch of Irony that made
us all roar.
“I'm certainly glad I'm not dead,”
declared my grandfather, staring at
Hates. “Life la more fun than I ever
thought possible. Hless my soul!" be
said, "If It Isn’t a shame that Hates
can never cook another omelette for
me!"
Wo sent Hates back with my grand
father from the boat-house, and Stod
dard, Larry and I started across the
Ice; tho light coating of snow made
walking comparatively easy. We
strode on silently, Stoddard leading
Their plan was to take an accommoda- ,
tlon train at tho first station beyond ,
Annnndalc. leavo It at a town 40 miles
away, and then hurry east to an ob
scure placo In the mountains of Mary
land where a religious order main- 1
talned a house. There Stoddard prom- 1
is«-d Larry asylum and no questions
arked.
As my two friends wavod farewell
to me from the rear platform of their
train a mood of depression seised me;
I had lost much that day. and what I
had gained.—my restoration to the re
gard of the kind old man of my own
blood, who had appealed for my com
panionship la terms hard to deny.—
seemed trifling as I tramped back
over the Ice. Perhaps Pickering, after
all. was the real gainer by the day's
events!
I tramped on back toward the Glen
arm shore, and leaving the lake, half
unconsciously struck Into the wood be
yond the dividing wall. The melted
snow of mid-day waa now crisp Ice
that rattled and broke under my tread.
I came out Into an open space beyond
Bt. Agatha’s, found the walk and
turned toward borne In the gathering
night.
As I neared the main entrance to
the school the door opened and a wom
an came out under the overhanging
lamp. She carried a lantern, and
turned with a hand outstretched to
some one who followed her with care
ful steps.
"Ah. Marian.” cried my grandfather.
"It'a ever the task of youth to light
the way for age!"
chapter XXVII.
And So the Light Led Me.
lie had been to see Sister Theresa,
and Marian was walking with him to
the gate. 1 saw her quite plainly In
tho light that fell from the lamp over
head. A long cloak covered her. and
a fur toque capped her graceful head.
My grandfather and his guide wore
apparently In high splrlta and their
laughter smote harshly upon me. It
seemed to shut me out. —to lift a bar
rier against me. The world lay there
within the radius of that swaying
light, and 1 hung aloof, hearing her
• voice and Jealous of Ihe Very eon*
pnnlonshlp and sympathy between
them.
Hut the light led me. I remembered
with bitterness that I had always fol
lowed her. —whether as Olivia, trail
Ing In her girlish grace across the
snow, or as tho girl In gray, whom 1
hnd followed on that night Journey at
Christmas eve; and 1 followed now.
The distrust, my shuttered faith, my
utter loneliness, could not weigh
against the Joy of hearing that laugh
of hors breaking mellowly on the
night.
I paused to allow the two figures to
widen the distance between us as they
traversed the path that curved away
toward the chapel. I could still hear
tholr voices, and see the lantern flash
and disappear. I felt an Impulse to
turn back, or plunge Into the wood
land; but I was carried on uncontroll
ably. The light glimmered and her
voice still floated back to me. It stole
through tho keen winter dark like a •
memory of spring; and so her voice
and the light led me. 0
Then I heard an exclamation of dis
may followed by laughter. In which
my grandfather joined merrily.
"Oh, never mind; we're not afraid!"
I she exclaimed.
I had rounded the curve In the path
where I should have seen tho light;
but the darkness was unbroken. There
was silence for a moment. In which I
drew quite near to them.
Then my grandfather's voice broke
out chebrlly.
"Now I must go back with you! A
fine person you are to guide nn old
man! A foolish virgin. Indeed, with
no oil in her lamp!”
"Please do not! Of course I'm go
ing to see you quite to your own door!
I don't intend to put my hand to the
lantern and then turn back!”
"Tills walk isn’t what It should be."
said my grandfather, "we'll have to
make a better one In the spring."
(TO HE CONTINUED.)
Most men of prominence are high
ly esteemed by those who don't know
them. |
A Young Composer.
fUchel. iced 13. wrote ea compo
sition on wild flowers In which she
praised the arbutus, the liverwort,
the spring beauty, the blood root, and
nil of the other blossoms of dell and
dale, liut she wrote on both sides
of her sheet of paper, and when she
naked her father, who waa an editor,
to publish her article, he called her
attention to that fact.
“You’ve written on both sides of
your patter." said he.
“Well," was the reply, "and don't
you print on both sides of yours?**
ALL THINGS IN PROPORTION.
Invalid's Meal Evidently Had Net In
creased Good Humor.
For many weeks the Irritable mer
chant had been riveted to hla bed by
typhoid fever. Now he was conva
lescing He clamored for something
to eat. declaring that he was starv
ing.
"To morrow you may have some
thing to eat." promised the doctor.
The merchant realised that there
would be a restraint to his appetite,
yet he saw. In vision, s modest, steam
ing meal placed at his bedside.
"Here Is your dinner." said the
nurse next day. as she gave the glow
ering patient a spoonful of tapioca
pudding, "and the doctor emphasises
that everything *e!se you' do must be
In the Hame proportion."
Two hours later the nurse heard a
frantic call from the hed chamber.
"Nurse." breathed the man heaplly.
"1 want to do some reading, bring me
g postage stamp."
HAVE CRAZE FOR. FORMULA.
Smokers Follow Fashions In tho Us*
of Tobacco.
"Make me up a package of tobacco
according to the formula used by Ed
win Hooth." said tho man with a
southern accent. "That Is tho third
man who has asked for that kind of
tobacco to-day." said the dealer. "It
la strango that people from remoto
parts of the country as well as New
Yorkers make a fad of buying the
same brand of tobacco that Hooth
smoked. And It Isn't alwsys tho Hooth
mixture that they want. I have filed
away tho formulas for mixing tho
favorite tobacco of many famous per
son* Smokers tlfn country over have
beard of this collection of recipes and
one feature of every man's trip to
New York Is to try a pipeful of some
big man's favorite tobacco. In most
cases this special mixture Is so
strong that tho uerves of the average
smoker cannot stand IL Ho has to
give up after a few pipefuls and go
back to a popular mixture, but be has
the satisfaction of having had tho ex
perience."—The New York Sun.
“BOO-HOO”
Shouts a Spanked Baby.
A Doctor of Divinity, now Editor of
a well-known Religious |>a|»cr. has
written regarding the controversy be
tween Collier's Weekly and tho Re
ligious Press of the Country and oth
ers, Including ourselves. Also regard
ing suits for libel brought by Collier's
against us for cotumenilug upou Us
methods.
These are his sentiments, with some
very emphatic words left out.
"The religious Press owes you a
debt of gratitude for your coursgo In
showing up Collier's Weekly as tho
"Yell-Oh Man." Would you care to
use the Inclosed article on the "Hoo
Hoo Baby" aa the "Yell-Oh Man's
successor?”
"A contemporary remarks that Col
lier's has finally run against a solid
hickory “Post" and been damaged lit
its own estimation to the tune of
9750.000.00.”
"Here Is a publication w*hich has, in
utmost disregard of the facts, spread
broadcast damaging statements about
tho Religloun Press and others and
has suffered those false statements to
go uncontradicted until, not satisfied
after finding the Religious Press too
quiet, and peaceful, to resent the in
sults, It makes the mlstuke of wander-
Ing Into fresh field und butts Its rat
tled head against this Post and all the
World laughs. Even Christians smile,
as the Post suddenly turns and gives
it back a dose of its own medicine."
"It Is a mistake to say all tho World
laughs. No cheery laugh comes from
Collier's, but it cries and boo hoos like
a spanked baby and wants 1750.000.00
to soothe its tender, lacerated feel
' Ings.”
"Thank Heaven It has at last struck
a man with "back bone” enough to call
a spade a “spade” and who believes In
telling the whole truth without fear or
favor.”
Perhaps Collier's with Its "utmost
disregard for the facts," may say no
such letter exists. Nevertheless It Is
on file In our office and is only one of
a mass of letters and other data, news
paper comments, etc., denouncing tho
"yellow” methods of Collier’s. This
volume Is so large that a man could
not well go thru It under half a day's
steady work. The letters come from
various parts of America.
Usually a private controversy is not
Interesting to the public, but this is a
public controversy.
Collier’s has been using the "yellow”
methods to attract attention lo Itself,
hut. Jumping in the air, cracking heels
together and yelling "I<ook nt mo"
wouldn’t suffice, so It started out on a
"Holler Than Thou” attack on tho lie- 1
liglous Press and on medicine.
We leave It to the public now. as we 1
did when we first resented Collier’s
attacks, to say whether. In a craving
for sensation and circulation. Its nt- :
tacks do not amount to a systematic
mercenary hounding. We likewise ■
leave It to tho public to say whether i
Coti'er's, bv its own policy and moth- i
Tha "Mound City."
St. Louis rejoices In the sobriquet
of Mound City from the fact that the
original settlers found there many
elevntlona which It la supposed were
relics of that strange people who
dwelt In the Ohio and Mississippi val
leys and are known to modern times
only as the Mound Builders. No ade
quate explanation has yet been found
of their strange mode of leaving
memorials of their existence. Tha
limestone bluffs on which n part of
St. Louis stands furnish a solid foun
dation for the business buildings.
Held Up.
"Stop!" shouted the man on the
country read, holding up n warning
hand. Muttering something about
rural cops, the nutomobllist obeyed.
"Turn around nnd come back to
town with me." said the stranger.
"You were going nt least 35 miles aa
hour."
"You're a constable. I suppose.” said
the automoblllst. with n covert sneer,
when they had reached the village.
"Me?" replied the passenger. "No.
I'm a farmer and hnd to come Into
town when all the teams was busy.
Nice growing weather? Thanks. Good
by."
Ensuing comment Is purfiosely omit--
ted —Philadelphia Public Ledger.
Railing a Rat.
You have probably read or beard.
that the best way to rid a house of
rats Is to catch one and fasten a bell
about Its neck. A boy In Delaware
tried the experiment two months ago.
lie was badly bitten In making the
bell fast, but he turned the rat loose
nnd expected tho tinkling of that bell
would have great results. It did have.
In the first place, the rat who wore It
was constantly on the move nil night,
nnd tho tinkling bell kept the family
awako. and In the next the sounds
brought scores of new rats to the
house. Instead of being afraid of the
bell, tboy were charmed with the mu
sic. Had the boy lied a harmonica
to another rat's tall, the rodents would
have had a dance every night.
8h« Waa Willing.
"Yes." says the husband. ”1 hart
consented to accept the nomination.**
"I am so glad the party Is begin
nlng to reCogulxe your merit." beams
tho wife.
"Now my dear." the husband con
tlnues, "you know that political af
fairs are not love feasts, by any
means. You must expect to see mo
vilified and attacked In a scandalous
manner. No doubt the opposition wlli
try to dIK up senna!lonnl rumors about
me. and all that sort of thing, but you
must not " *
"Well." she Interrupts. “I am really
glad of It. You have always been
strangely silent about whether or not
you over were engaged to anyone be
fore you met me."
r ods, has not made Itself more rldlcu
i lous than any comment of ours could
• make It.
Dorm Collier's expect to regain any
self-inflicted loss of prestige by de
monstrating thru suits for damages.
‘ that It can be more artful In evading
i liability for libels than tho humble
but resentful victims of Its defamation,
» or does It hope for starting a campaign
of libel suits to silence the popular In
i dlgnation, reproach and resentment
i which It has aroused.
> Collier's can not dodge this public
> controversy by private law suits. It
• ran not postpone the public judgment
> against It. That great Jury, |tho Pub
lic, will hardly blame us for not Wait
ing Until we get a petit jury In a court
room, before denouncing this prod
igal detractor of Institutions founded
und fostered either by individuals or
by tho public. Itself.
No announcements during our entire
business career were ever made
claiming "medicinal effects" for either
Postum or Grape-Nuts. Medicinal ef
fects are results obtained from the
use of medicines.
Thousands of visitors go thru our
entire works each month and see for
themselves that Gra;>e-Ntits contains
absolutely nothing but wheat, barley
und a little salt; Postum absolutely
nothing but wheat and abowt (cn per
cent of New Orleans Molasses. The
art of preparing these simple ele
ments in a scientific manner to obtain
the best food value and flavor, re
quired some work and experience to
acquire.
Now, when any publication goes far
enough out of Its way to attack us be
cause our advertising is "medical.” It
simply offers a remarkable exhibition
of ignorance or worse.
We do claim physiological or bodily
results of fuvorable character follow
ing tho adoption of our suggestions re
garding the discontinuance of coffee
and foods which may not be keeping
the individual in good health. We
have no advlco to offer the perfectly
healthful person. His or her health
Is evidence In Itself that the bever
ages and foods used exactly fit that
person. Therefore, why change?
Rut to tho man or woman who Is
ailing, we have something to say as a
result of un unusually wide experience
in food and tho result of proper feed
ing.
In tho palpably Ignorant attack on
us In Collier’s, appeared this state
ment, —"One widely circulated para
graph labors to Induce the impression
that Orapo-Nuts will GOtJdtc the ne
cessity of an operation In appendi
citis. This Is lying and potentially
deadly lying.”
In reply to this exhibition of—well
let the reader name it, the Postum Co.,
says:
citis results from long continued dis
turbance In tile Intestines, caused pri
marily by undigested sturchy food, |
Tha Way of tha Child.
A small -boy who bad recently
passed his fifth birthday waa ridlag
In a car with bis mother, when they
were asked the customary question:
"How old Is the boy?” After being
told the correct age. which did not
require a fare, the conductor pa sand
on to tha next person.
Tha boy sat quite still aa If ponder
Ins over some question, and than,
concluding that full Information had
not been given, culled loudly to the
conductor, then at the other end ol
the car: "And mother’* 31!"
A Definition of Success.
How have the hypothetical adan
tlata and tha exponents of unbelief
benefited themselves or humanity at
large by sowing the seeds of doubt
broadcast In the world? The real scl
enlists do not fall In this category, fot
they are believers In the real sense ot
the word; they know too much, they
hnva seen too many mysterious maa I
featatlona of the Divine creative pow
ar. Now, those who have disposed a!
the Bible and all evidences of Inspire
tlon. hnva written a great many book*
and some of them have won what tb«
world at large lightly calls fame. Ac
cording to the ordinary measures that
are applied In such cases, they bavs
been extremely successful, but real
success means the benefit of human
Ity In some form or other. If no such
benefits can he shown as the result ol
their labors, their success Is not equal
to that achieved by the direst poverty
and tho deepest Ignorance. Joel
Chandler. In Uncle Remus' Magaxina.
WHEN A "HUNCH" HELD GOOD.
Chinese Laundry Ticket Suggested i
Bet on "Wing Ting”
Key Spence, a well-known horse maa
of Mexico. Mo., won 91.000 at tb«
Ijoulavllle. Ky . race meeting a short
time ago as the result of a "hunch."
Mr. Bpence has a large breeding
stable of "runners" near Mexico, and
attends all the big racing events le
the country. Not lung since he wai
In Louisville and entered tho betllnt
ring to see what odds were being of
fered on the various entries. Ilf
found that Juaquln was the favorltt
at even money, and pulled his wallet
from hla pocket. Intending to bet os
that horse. Ills attention was at
traded by something that fell from
hla wallet to the ground, and ho stoop
ed and picked It up. It was a Chi
neso laundry ticket. lie looked at
the "books" again and found that there
was an entry with n Chinese name
Wing Ting, at ten to one. That set
tied It. for he considered ho had re
cclved a "hunch" that could not b«
overlooked. NVlng Ting won handily
Needless to say, those who backed th«
favorite considered Spence tho aev
enth son of the seventh son. —Kansas
City Star.
• such as white bread, potatoes, rice.
I partly cook**d cereals and such.
Starchy food Is not digested In the
,- upper stomach but itaHses on Into the
. duodenum, or lower stomach and In
, testifies, where. In a healthy Individ*
: uni. the transformation of tho starch
i Into a form of sugar Is completed and
, then the food absorbed by tho blood,
i Hut If the (towers of digestion are
. weakened, u part of tho starchy food
t will lie In the warmth and moisture of
(lie bog}' and deeny. general l££ gases
. and Irritating the hiilcotis iurf**** Uq.
t til under such conditions the whole
t lower purl Of the alimentary canal. In
. eluding the colofl Jtml tWe appendix,
. becomes Involved. Disease tet/t up
and nt timcH takes the form known as
’ appendicitis.
When the symptoms of tho trouble
mako their appearance, would it not
ho good, practical, common sense, to
discontinue the starchy food which Is
causing tho trouble und take a food
In which tho starch hns been trans
formed into a form of sugar in tho
process of manufacture?
This Is Identically the same form of
sugur found In the human hotly after
starch has been perfectly digested.
Now, human food Is made up very
largely of starch nnd Is required by
tho hotly for energy and warmth.
Naturally, therefore, its uso should bo
continued. If possible, and for tho rea
sons given above It is made possible
in tho manufacture of Grape-Nuts.
In connection with this change of
food to bring relief from physical dis
turbances, we hnve suggested washing
out the intestines to got rid of tho im
mediate cause of the disturbance.
Naturally, there are cases where tho
disease has lain dormant and tho
nbuso continued too long, until ap
parently only the knife will avail. But
It is a well-established fact among tho
best physicians who are acquainted
with the detulls above recited, that
preventative measures are far and
away the best.
Are we to be condemned for suggest
ing away to prevent disease by fol
lowing natural methods and for per
fecting a food that contains no "medi
cine" nnd produces no "medicinal ef
fects" but which has guided literally
thousands of persons from sickness to
health? Wo have received during tho
years past upwards of 25,000 letters
from people who have been either
helped or made entirely well by fol
lowing our suggestions, and they aro
simple.
If coffee disagrees nnd causes any
of tho ailments common to some cof
fee users quit It and take on Postum.
If white bread, potatoes, rleo and
other starch foods make trouble, quit
and uso Grape-Nuts food which Is
largely predigested and will digest,
nourish and strengthen, when other
forms of food do not. It’s Just plain
old common sense.
"There’s a Reason for Postum and
Grape-Nuts
Postum Cereal Co, Ltd.

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