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THE ROCB ISLAND ARGUS. SATURDAY, JUNE 14, 1913.
atk-k " W I ar
K Novelizatioa by J. W. McConaughy of the Successful New Play
by Harriet Ford, Harvey J. O'Higgins and Detective William
J. Bums, in Which Robert Hiil'iard Is Appearing.
CopvTKh. 1912. br )aocni - AnxncM - EjJiiaDft
i. CHAPTER X.
"I'm Ntlli Marsh."
. IS the door closed noiselessly le
: fWk bind the woman nnd Kay ton
' Jtfg left lone with ber. be
took her In from shoes to bat
In one swift scrutiny. Whist be saw
quickened blra with a thrill tbnt was
not usual with him the sense of a foe
man worthy of bis s.eel. This was
no Ignorant, money hunting creature.
In age she might hare leen anywhere
between thirty-eight and forty fire
years. She wan dressed well, but list
expensively, and In excellent taste.
Her eyes were large and dark, and
Ksjlon saw In them something that
made him suppress a gasp of surprise,
la manner and appeamcce she wes
the well bred woman beyond aft doubt.
and she atiil held much of a' beauty
that once must have been unusual.
Kayton pretended to be busy at his
desk after this one swift glance, and
be kept up the pretense until after she
had seated herself faring him and Joe
"You have been referred to me." be
said slowly, going on with his writing
as If her errand were of no especial
Importance, "by Tolworthy &. Mead?"
"Yes." she replied quietly, studying
his fa;e as It bent over the dctk. "I
answered their advertisement."
Knyton went on with his writing.
"You have some information corn-em-Ins
the person advertised for?"
"Then you know the name those lnl
tlnls stand for?"
The woman did not reply at once,
and he mined hi head nnd looked di
rectly at ber fr the first time.
"You understand we took thnt means
of avoiding publicity." he sn'.d cour-
teonsly. "You're not a newspaper wo-1
"No." was the low reply. "I'm Nellie :
Not a ripple of the tiniest muscle be-;
troyed Kayton'a triumphant esgerness.
"Oh." he said with indifferent sur- J
prise, and bent over bin writinu again, j
"I suppose yon have some proof ifj
jrnnr identity besides your knowledge
of the name."
"My tinme Is now Martin." replied
the visitor, taking a card out of ber
bag and laying it o-i the desk, lie
lanced at it with mild interest.
"This is your present address?" be
"Yes. I rent furnished rooms." she
Kayton laid down bis pen and look
ed tip. "Well. Mrs. Martin. Mr. Ar
' ryle has left "a considerable sum of
money to Nellie Marsh for reason j
that you doubtless Li.ow and nobody
Lady la Goodwater Describes Ker
Distressing Experience and
Tells How She Vis
Good water, Mo. "Ever since I was
little girt," says Mrs. Riley Laramore,
"I was a great sufferer from dyspepsia.
1 suffered misery after eating, and had
I thought I had to suffer this way as
long as I lived, but when I began to take
Thedlord's Black-Draught, in small
doses, every night, the heartburn was a'J
gone in a few dajs, and I could eat
I took two small packages in an, and
although that was some tioie ago, the
dyspepsia has not returned.
I speak a good word for Tbedford'i
Black-Draught whenever I have the op
If eating causes distress, we urge you
to try Thedlord's Black-DravghL II
cleanses the system, helps the sto.-nach to
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stimulates tee hver.
It acts gently and is without bad after
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else appears to. so we have taken this
rather unusual ineuns of getting; in
touch with you.
Mrs. Martin indicated that she un
derstood and volunteered an explana
tion. "The legacy has been left to me be
cause of an obligation on Mr. Arsyle'
part to my deacT husband, who assist
ed him at a time when he greatly
needed money. There are personal
reasons why" she hesitated and show
erf fiilnr cirm ftf KlimirosKPM emo-
tions-"whv I don't want to make u.y-
self known to tl.e family. And if 1
' v t " it
He Picked Up Blotter and Carefully
Dried Her Fingers.
can receive this money' without any
iui'onvenlent curiosity I should be
very plad of it."
"That can be n'rrancfd." declared
Kayton. "All we need is a proof of
identity. Have you received any
money from lm liefore?"
"Yes for a Rood ninny years."
"Did you sigu receipts?"
"Did you ever write to Mr. Arjryle?"
The woman hesitated for an instant
before she replied.
i- "1 ask because !t may save a treat
denl of lesnl red tape If we could es
tablish the identity !y sijrnature." he
explained. "Otherwise I suppose you
will have to obtain a copy of your
birth certificate, make affidavits and
procure witnesses to satisfy the ex
ecutors nnd the probate court."
"Wouldn't that involve a good deal
of expense?" she Inquired nneaslly.
"I suppose it would yes." admitted
Kayton. "Do you think your signa
ture could be found among bis pa
pers?" Mrs. Msrtin thought in silence for a
moment and then exclaimed eagerly:
"Why. yes; my indorsement of
checks If he kept them."
"Well. then, if you'll leae your
signature with me." said Kayton. rum
maging around on the top of his desk.
"I'll turn It over to the lawyers."
"Thank you." she replied gratefully
and took off her glove. Kayton push
ed a pad toward her, dipped a pen In
an Inkwell and offered it to ber. She
took the pen and dropped it with a lit
tle exclamation of dismay. Her fin
gers were covered with ink.
"Oh. I beg yonr pardon!" exclaimed
Kayton in distress. "Don't get it on
your glove. Let me."
He picked up a blotter and carefully
dried her fingers, murmuring apolo
getically. "I always forget about that
Inkwell. Tlere. try this pen."
'rs. Martin wrote her signature, and
be thanked her. As she was putting
on her glove he asked abruptly;
"Mrs. Martin, have you been follow
ing the newspaper reports of Mr. Ar
gyle's death and our investigation?
"Oh, closely!" she replied, with soma
Then you have seen that suspicion
has been directed against his adopted
J daughter?" '
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"Yes." w.e replied and bit her lip
for a moment "It seemed to me very
"Yes. and It seems to me very un
justified," said Kayton grimly. Be
paused for a moment and then said
"I'm in a very peculiar position, Mrs.
Martin, and tt has occurred to me that
you could help me."
Mrs. Martin was unmistakably sur
prised. "I don't understand," she said. ,
Kayton leaned back in his chair, put
the tins of his fingers together and
"Well, in this way. It has become
practically necessary that Miss Mazu
ret should be protected from the per
secutions of reporters and photos
raphers. and even the comments of in
timate friends. She is at the point of
breaking down" Mrs. Martin made an
inarticulate exclamation of sympathy
"and you know even an innocent
woman will do things to implicate her
self if she's strained beyond the limit
of her strength."
"Yes. yes of courser exclaimed
Mrs. Martin In a low. tense voice.
"But she is so watched." continued
Kayton. "that it is impossible for us
to get her away anywhere without its
being known. More than that, we
have arrived at a iwint where it is nec
essary for our purposes to make the
real criminal confident that we are off
bis trail. To be frank with you." he
added, "we susiect a former member
of the household."
"Indeedr murmured bis visitor.
Kayton paused for a moment, as if
to let this much sink in and settle it
self, and then went on.
"We want Miss Mazuret to disap
pear," he declared, "nnd to disappear
so completely that even a member of
her own household will not suspect
that we have anything to do with it
Any flight by train would be instantly
found out. It must be secret and sen
sational. Her closest friends must be
in a state of the greatest alarm. Do
you follow me?"
"Yes. yes; but" stammered Mrs.
Martin. Kayton paid no attention to
the doubtful, hesitating manner of the
afllmiatlve. He apparently took it for
granted that Mrs. Martin was willing
and almost eager to co-operate.
"Well. then, see for yourself, Mrs.
Martin." he said, "thnt you are in Just
the right position to help us. "four re-
stlons wltu the ,amll-T Bre absolutely
unknown. 1 am sure I could trust to
your discretion. No one connected with
her would ever counect ber with y"u,
and you can receive her. without . -p'nuation
to anybody, as a total stran
ger into one of your furnished rooms.'
His visitor looked almost alarmed.
"Well. Mr. Kayton," she said desper
ately, "that's something I wouldn't
like to undertake without some''
"Why not?" he interrupted sharply
"All I ask is secrecy."
Mrs. Martin moistened her lips.
"When did you want herto come?"
she asked faintly.
"Now!" echoed the woman in dis
may. "Hight away?"
Kayton uodded. "She is here wait
ing to see you."
"Here:" exclaimed Mrs. Martin, ris
ing. "She's here? I am to see her?"
"Yes; at once." replied Kayton with
out seeming to notice her emotion. "I
would like to arrange it so she could
go home -with you now. I'll see her
firet and explain everything." He
pressed a buttou on his desk, and
"Joe. will you give Mrs. Martin a
chair in the outer office the little of
ficeand see that she isn't disturbed?"
"I won't be long. Mrs. Martin.'' Kay
ton assured her, and. like one in a
dream, she started to follow Manning
out. But after a few steps she hesi
tated and stopped.
"Mr. Kayton." she said, with more
firmness than ehe had lately exhibited,
"you know I came here confidentially.
1 didn't expect to meet any of these
people, and it would be very incon
venient if If Miss Mazuret should by
any chance hear ray name as men
tioned in the will."
"Is there any one that she could hear
it from except yourself?" asked Kay
"No. oh. no: was the hasty protest.
"Mrs. Martin." he said gravely, "your
intercourse with Miss Mazuret can be
just as formal as you choose to
He nodded in a manner that indicat
ed that the discussiou was over, and
almost against her will she obediently
followed Manning out of the room.
When she had gone Kayton summon
ed his manager and banded him the
card she had given him.
"I-eiscbmann. put Nash jn charge of '
men to start on this bouse right
way." he directed. "Get a room near
enough to take wires from the dicto
graph. Have them run out to every
body that connects with the place.
Tell them to go slow and keep under
"Yes. sir." said the manager. And bit
hurried out as Manning returned.
"Joe. be careful with that woman,"
"Is It the mother? asked Manning
Kayton grunted. "Can't yon sae th
ftmily in the face?"
"Geer exclaimed the young mau.
wriggling with delight.
Knyton went to the door of the little
office, where Miss Mazuret was con
cealed, and invited her to come in.
"Miss Mazuret." he said abruptly, as
he turned on him an Inquiring look,
"I have found a woman who was in tha
room when Mr. Argyle was killed.
Miss Maznret turned white as chalk,
"A woman" she gasped.
Kayton nodded grimly. "I have ab
solute proof of it here in ber finger
He led her to his desk and pointed
to the blotter, beside which lay one of
the photographic records of the finger
prints on the table in the Argyle libra-
ry. Even to the girl s untrained eye
they were Identical.
-Oh " she casoed. "we must tell
"Oh." she gasped. we must tell
; Bruce "
- x-ot ret returned Karton decided-
iy. "Now listen to me" He looked
down Into the girl's eyes. Her bosom
was still telling its tale of tbe effect
of bis announcement, but the eyes
were calm and courageous the eyes of
a brave and loyal woman.
"I hare no reason for thinking that
this woman committed the murder," be
said slowly. "She may be as Inno
cent as Bruce himself and as much a
victim of appearances. But she knows
who did it, and we must find out
The girl followed every word.
"How?" she asked breathlessly.
"I'm going to ask you to do some
thing that will take all your courage.
Miss Mazuret said nothing. She only
looked. Kayton nodded approvingly.
"And I know I can rely on you," he
said. "Even to the extent of making
this whole Investigation depend on
The girl drew a long breath, but she
was calm and collected.
"What can I do?" she asked.
"The people who are responsible for
the death of Mr. Argyle." explained
Kayton slowly, "are all, cs we say,
under cover. They're keeping away
from each other. And even if we had
all of them separately under surveil
lance, no amount of shadowing would
connect them with each other or with
the crime". We mns; put them ol
their guard. Do you understand?"
"Yes yes," said the girl eagerly.
Kayton proceeded even more slowly.
"We must do something at once to
confirm all of these suspicions against
you. We must make it appear that
you have practically admitted your
"How?" asked Miss Mazuret, with
"By flight." he replied. "I want you
"Disappear'." echoed the girl
"This woman's name." he went on,
tapping the finger marked blotter. "Is
Mrs. Martin. She keeps a furnished
room house. 1 have told her thnt we
wish you to disappear, and there are
reasons why she has consented to take
you as a lodger secretly.
The girl could not restrain a gesture
"You understand me. Miss Mazuret,'
went on Kayton swiftly. "We must
gain access to this house without
arousing suspicion, and wa can do it
through you. I can visit you there
myself. My men can come. You'll
have nothing to fear. You'll be pro
tected every moment, some of my
operatives will be in sight of your win
dow every minute of the day and night.
Y'ou must go away without letting
Bruce or Mrs. Wyatt or your maid-
any one. in fact know where you are.
Will you trust me enough." he nsked
with some hesitation, "to let me in
volve you this way publicly, and then
clear you when we find the real crimi
Again the girl drew In a long breath
and looked long in his face before she !
replied, and then she said softly:
Kayton flushed and dropped bis
eyes. "I want you to believe that 1
would never let yon do it," he said
earnestly, "if 1 weren't absolutely sure
thut you would be absolutely safe and
that I can clear you later,"
"Don't think about that," nhe said
bravely. "I'll do anything you say."
"Thank you." he said, and his voice
quavered slightly. "Mrs. Martin Is
here. Will you go now?"
The girl shivered slightly and .a
frightened look leaped to her eyes, but
passed in an instant.
"Yes," she replied. "I will go."
He pressed a button and Joe Man
ning slipped into the room.
"Joe. bring Mrs. Martin in. Have
you plenty of money with you?" he
asked in a low voice.
"Yes." returned the girl in the same
tone. Then suddenly with a little
shiver. "Oh. I dread to meet her'"
Kayton looked nt her in curious wise
for a moment or two.
"I must ask you," he said coldly, "to
show no feeling of repulsion for this
"I won't; I won't," Miss Mazuret a
"How?" she asked breathlessly.
cured blm under her breath as Mrs.
Martin slowly walked into the office.
Mary gripped the top of a chair bj
which she was standing nod waited,
rigid and erect. The woman entered
almost reluctantly, stopped and gazed
at the girl with a mixture of dread,
curiosity and something else.
"Mrs. Martin," said Kayton in casu
al, matter of fact tones, "this is Miss
He resumed Lis seat at his desk and
bent over hU papers. The girl looked
at tbe woman and smiled slightly. Tbe
woman looked at the girl and moved
slowly over to her and held out ber
"My dear," she said gently, "will
yon come with me?'
The Counterfeiter's Ocn.
f HE neighborhood of Washing
ton square, like one or two
other older sections of New
York, is essentially mediaeval.
Individualism is its most salient char- j
! ..h rr h -h nr
w him- th,ht f hmth.
' rhood insist on adheriiur Lj thPir own
particular thoughts, and thus, as in
tbe middle ages, when a man enters
his dwelling and bars the door h is
free of all danger that his neighbors
may Intrude on his privacy.
Mrs. Martin recognized that this com
munity was the Ideal one for her
rooming house. .No one would or
could Inauire as to the character or oc
cupations of her roomers.' No one cared.
Beyond a little printed sign above tne
bell pull that protruded from the dingy
brick wall by the door she made no ef
fort to secure lodgers. The few who
came were told that tbe house was full.
She had three lodgers all men. These
three came when she took the house
and remained always. No new lodgers
were added to their number and these
never left her house.
They occupied rooms on the second
floor. It was a two story and attic
house, with a dining room and kitchen
in the basement. They were not often
in each other's rooms. iut they met
frequently in the garret, which was
scantily but innocently furnished. But
by tbe manipulation of certain boards
in the floor and sliding panels at the
backs of closets and cupboards these
men could instantly avail themselves
of the tools for a printing trade indus
try that is most severely frowned upon
by the treasurer of tbe United States.
But that there was po possible oc
casion for her to appear in the upper
rooms of the house. Mrs. Martin would
never have consented that Miss Mazu
ret should become a lodger. She had
a back parlor bedroom on the first floor
In which she lodged the girl and felt
that she was as much out of the way
as If she had been in a Broadway
Immediately thereafter events moved
with great swiftness. An organ grind
er began haunting the block at all
hours of the day aBd night. There
was a new man at the newsstand on
the corner across the street. The sa-
loona at either end of the block began
to do a surprisingly good business nnd
the attic of the bouse next door to Mrs.
Martin's was rented by a couple of In
ventors who wanted to work secretly
on a new electrical appliance that
would make a stir In the world. This
new appliance was the dictograph, the
greatest of eavesdroppers, which has
already made a considerable stir in va
rlous quarters of tbe United States.
This dictograph Is a fearsome device.
It is so small and unpretentious that It
can be concealed In the barest of rooms.
It is a telephone produced to the ulti
mate power of sensitiveness, riaced
in a corner of the floor behind the
dresser of a great chamber it will
Miss Mazuret Creeted Them With
Nervous and Eager Relief.
transmit over little wires to listener
miles away every syllable of a whis
pered conversation in the opposite cor
All of these changes in the neighbor
hood occurred within a few hours after
Miss Mazuret bad entered the house in
Greenwich village; also one or two
men dropped in to call on her iu the
course of the afternoon and evening.
The next day there were other call
ers on Miss Mazuret, and finally, early
in the afternoon, the four Mrs. Martin
and her three lodgers left the house in
a body. Thereafter there was no caller
until nearly 7 o'clock In the evening,
when night had fallen. These were
unusual visitors. There were two of
them, and, though they had never en
tered the bouse before, they produced
a bunch of keys and fitted one into tbe
front door. The younger of the two
men carried a woman's hand lg par
tially concealed under his coat. Mis
Mazuret met them in the hall and
greeted them with nervous and eager
relief. They were Mr. Kayton and his
The assistant had shortly before clev
erly possessed himself of Mrs. Martin's
bag nnd the keys while the party lei
Tbe girl piloted them upstairs through
the empty house to tbe attic, where
Kayton unlocked tbe door with a key
off the same bunch that had enabled
them to enter the house.
A rather large work table was be
tween the door and the fireplace, and
between the fireplace and tbe table,
but backed against the wall opposite
tbe windows, was a low lounge. A
folding bed stood between tbe win
dows. To tbe right of the door was
another doer which evidently opened
into a closet Kayton tried the handle.
It was locked.
"I'd like to search this rat bole." he
muttered. Then. "Where's that dicto
graph. Joe?" he demanded suddenly,
lookisg sp. Manning produced the lit
tle square box that had caused one of
bis pockets to bulge. "Connect It out
of that window," ordered his chief,
indleatiEg the one that opened on to
the fire escape.
Manning gently opened the window
as Kayton sbnt off his flashlight He
groped around in the dark, and after
much grunting and swearing to him
self, reappeared from the outer dark-
ness with two little wires. Deftly and
I swiftly he scraped the insulation off
' the ends and twisted them on to.tba
wires that protruded from the dicto
graph. Then he fastened the little box
securely in the angle of the window
frame In the comer where it came out
several lncbes from the wall. Only a
search with the foreknowledge that
the little betrayer was somewhere In
the room could possibly have unearth
When he had finished Kayton walk
ed oit Into tbe middle of tbe -oom.
The Leader and .Brains of the Con
spiracy. and Manning again thrust his head
out of the window.
"If you get this," said the chief In a
low voice, "wave out your window."
A moment later Manning drew back.
"It's all right, governor," he said.
At this moment a cat In the dark
regions somewhere outside the house
"nere they come, governor." said
Manning, and he started to close the
window, but Kayton stopped him.
"You hustle right back to the other
house by the roof," he ordered, "and
get on the dlctogrnph. Don't leave it
for a second until you get my orders."
"All right 'governor," nodded the
young man. nnd the next Instant the
darkness of the lire escape had swal
lowed him up.
"Aren't you going with him?" asked
the girl quickly, speaking for the first
time since their entrance into tbe
"I'm going to stay here with you,"
was the quiet reply. Miss Mazuret
gasped and Kayton felt his pulses
"Oh. don't don't!" she protested In
ne smiled. "I've heard that befo"
Steady ns were the great detective's
nerves the word was wiped off his Hps,
and he started like a race horse as an
angry buzz burst just over his bead
"Oh! What's that?" gasped the girl,
both hands at her throat Kayton
threw his light above the door and dis
covered the "buzzer."
"That's their warning." he explained
softly, hastening her toward the stairs.
"They've got the front steps wired.
There's some one at the street door
The girl hurried down distractedly.
"What shall we do?" she whispered
"Itlght into your room!" be ordered.
They were barely concealed from view
before the other four members of the
household came in the front door.
As they passed the door Kayton
could hear them talking uneasily In
undertones and now nnd then catch a
word 6uch ns "don't like it" nnd "all
the locks," and he smiled to himself.
He knew they were discussing Man
ning's thtfft of the bog. '
On the socond floor the party broke
up nnd th'slr voices died away. Tbe
woman and the older of tbe three men
went on to tbe attic, followed a mln
ute later by the youngest member of
They were a strangely assorted trio.
The leader aiul brains of the conspira
cy against the currency of the land
was the strangest of the three. He
was a man of about fifty years, but
one terrible experience had taken the
stiffening out of bis spine and the col
or out of his face, though It bad not
dinyned tho hot fire of his dark eyes.
The other man was much younger,
flashily dressed in the extreme of
masculine fashion. His fare was flat
and pnsty. He was small boned and
undersized anaemic, crafty, ratlike.
ne chose to be known as Simeon
Gage. The older man was known to
tbe secret service and a number of
municipal" police bureaus as Friedrics
Krelsler. and with a certain heroism
of crime be scorned an alias. He
calmly lit tbo gas while Mrs. Martin
drew the curtain. Tbe younger man
stood in the middle of the room and
"Doctor, we'll have to have nil thoso
locks changed, don't you think?" bo
inquired nervously in a high pitched
voice that was almost a whine. "Wo
might as well go to bed with the front
"There was nothing In my bag tc
show what house the keys were for,'
Mrs. Martin reminded him quietly
"I know. Mrs. Martin, but I've been
uneasy lately ever since that girl
came." be confessed. "I thought I was
being followed yesterday."
"You're always being followed
commented Krelsler. "You roust havi
a bad conscience."
1 think perhaps I am gettln' too
many cigarettes." admitted Mr. Gage.
I don t know, though, now. We must
be gettln' pretty easy if people cap
come and pick our pockets, Coa
1 h V!f
. M " . - t .v PNk
tninK we ought to have tbat girl here.
Some cheap divorce case detective will
be ronndin us up next. Who is she,
anyway?" he demanded suddenly,
turning on Mrs. Martin. "I called up
Hurley and asked' him about her.
Why doesn't he know anything about
"I . haven't had a chance to tell him
yet." replied Mrs. Martin. Indifferent
ly. "She came only yesterday."
'You've bad lots of chances to tell
me," grumbled the young man.
"It's none of yonr business. Gage,"
Mrs. Martin informed him.
'Well.' be whined, with a sort of
protesting helplessness. "I feel as ner
vous as a rabbit with a strange woman
Krelsler meanwhile had lowered the
folding bed and produced from secret
crannies in the mattress and structure
divers bottles, marble slabs, shallow
pans and the usual paraphernalia oi a
photographer. From a bidden recess
of the closet a camera made its appear
ance. Gage eagerly offered to assist
blm. but the older man waved him
asldo with a cunning smile.
"You never let us help at anything
but the bleaching," he protested. "I
notice you're keeping everything you
know under your hat. Some day you'll
go off to Scotland with your money,
like Andy Carnegie, and leave us nil
workin in the mills."
'.'What I know I know," returned thr
"Yes. doctor," said Gage, "but I get
tired slttin around here waltia' for'
you to pull off your masterpieces."
Krelsler had seated himself at the
table and slipped a one dollar bill in
a bleaching solution. At Sage's last
words be threw back bis bead and his
eyes blazed with a fine anger.
"That is the way with you Ameri
cans P be cried. "No patience, no ar
tistry! Half baked, get rich quick!
The jails are filled with such men as
you." Then, he added more quietly. In
the manner of an instructor, "Perfec
tion is an affair of little things, but
perfection is not a little thing!"
Oh. I know, doctor, I knowP ex
claimed Gage hastily, as he drew tear
the table. Then he added, moving to
ward the door. "I guess I'll be goin
sow. I'm only in the way."
(to be continued)
Mrs. Hamilton Tells How She
Finally Found Health in
Lydia E. Pinkham's Veg
Warren. Ind. "I was bothered ter
ribly with female weakness. I had pains
and was not regular,
my head ached all
the time, I had bear
ing down pains and
my back hurt me tho
biggest part of the
time, I was dizzy
and had weak feel
ings when I would
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me to walk any dis
tance and I felt blue
"1 began taking Lydia E. Pinkhara'a
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Hamilton, R.F.D. No. 6. Warren, Ind.
Esmond, R. I. "I write to tell you
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man today. I km on my feet from earl
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boarding house and do all my own work.
I hope that many suffering women will
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vives and mothers. "Mrs. Anna Han
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