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YOU’LL SOON LOOK V T, ■ ■>* OLD FROM HfeRE UP —. . .. V ? * ■ L»t "Danderlne" check that naety dandruff and atop hair ,r falling. , ’ -i " | -- . X X*P; ft Get a small bottle of “Danderlne” at any drug store for a few cents, poor a little Into your hand and rub well Into the scalp with the finger tips. By morning most, If not all, of this awful scurf will have disappeared. Two oi three applications often remove every bit of dandruff and stop falling hair. Every hair on scalp shortly shows more life, vigor, brightness, thickness and color.—Adv. 'v _ ■ : « ' f i > The Cause. “What caused yOur dyspepsia, old man? - „ v: ■ ■■ ■?. “My ■ wife disagreed with me i so much,' I guess. M 100% PEP! If Constipated, Bilious or Headachy, take “Cascarets.” a.? 5'. . .. . •• V. -'. ' 'Feel'bully! Be efficient! Don’t stay sick, bilious, headachy, constipated Remove the liver and bowel poison which is keeping your head dizzy, your tongue coated, your breath bad and stomach 'sour. Why not spfend a few cents for a box of Cascarets and ^ enjoy the nicest, gentlest laxative-ca thartic you ever experienced?.. Cas carets never gripe, sicken or Incon venience one like Salts, Oil, Calomel or harsh Pills. They work .whllb yon sleep.—Adv. Took Him Literally. Renpeck—“That woman Is. unspeak able.” Henpeck—“Then she’sjust th« woman for.me.” RUB RHEUMATISM OR' SORE, ACHING JOINTS Rub Pain Right Out With Small Trial Bottle of Old "St *».y „ Jacobs, Oil ” " ■ >5CV Rheumatism is “pain” only. ‘ Noi • one case in fifty, requites ..internal treatment. Stop drugging. Rub sooth * ing, penetrating “St. Jacobs Oil” right into your sore, stiff, aching joints and muscles, and relief comes instantly. “St. Jacobs Oil” is a harmless rheu matism cure which never disappoints ’ * and cannot burn the skin. Limber up! Quit complainingt Get - - a small trial bottle of old, honest “St. Jacobs Oil” at any drug store, i and in just a moment you’ll be free from rheumatic pain, soreness, stiff ness and swelling. Don’t suffer t Re ■> Uef awaits you. “St. Jacobs Oil" has cure<J millions of rheumatism sufferers In the last half century, and Is just as good for sciatica, neuralgia, lumbago, backache, sprains.—Adv. “There • is something meretricious about Maude.” “Goodness gracious! Is it ketchin’?” 4..:--; t TAKE ASPIRIN RIGHT Bayer Company, who Introduced As ( pjrin in 1900, give proper directions. To-get quick relief follow curefullj the safe and proper directions In eael unbroken package of “Bayer Tablets -of Aspirin,” This -package is plainlj stamped with the safety “Bayei Cross.” The “Bayer Cross” means the gen uine, World-famous Aspirin, prescribed by physicians for over eighteen years. - “Bayer Tablets of Aspirin" can be taken safely for Colds, Headache, Toothache, Earache, Neuralgia, Lum bago, Rheumatism, Joint Pains, Neu ritis, and Pain generally. ‘ Handy tin boxes of 12 tablets cost but a few cents. Druggists also soli larger “Bayer” packages. Aspirin is the trade mark of Bayer Manufacture of Monoacetlcacldester of Salicylic acid,—Adv. 7 , The man who Is unable to find his match may have to go to bed In tho dark. - Germany is considering the prob lem of electrifying Us railways. ■-< ; !.;•« . AA,-* . A $y ■ M •f ■+;# MEREDITH J NICHOLSON f Copyright by Charles Scribner’s Sons "W . LADy LARKSPUR “Lady Larkspur” is a de lightful little whimsey of a story by Meredith Nicholson, author of “The House of 3 Thousand Candles” and other charming romances that nearly everybody has read. It’s short and sweet and full *bf l the ; fanciful charm which has made Nicholson deservedly, popu Jar. . ■ ’. ■ Bob Singleton is the hero. He’s an aviator invalided home. His Uncle Bashford has married an English* woman in Japan in his old age, died and left a widow whom Bob has never seen. Said widow, present where abouts unknown, is mystery No. 1. Mystery No. 2 is Vi olet Dewing, an entirely charming English actress, also missing from public view. Bob’s friend Searles has written a play, “Lady Larkspur,” especially for her and naturally is combing the universe to find her. Bob goes to the Bashford “farm” at Barton in New England to recuperate. The household is made up of broken-down hotel efh ployees befriended by the uncle—comedy material. A young and attractive woman arrives and says she’s the widow. Bob is quickly captivated. Appear in due course a puzzling "strange iy a remarkable fan, and a suspected Ger man spy—material for ad venture and incidents both exciting and entertaining, to say nothing of mystery deep and dark. . . . _ y In the end—but what’s the use in spoiling it! Read it for yourself. 1—.. ., ■■.I"' CHAPTER I. ' The “Troop*" . "It was hard lack., said Searles, “that I should spend a year writing a play for a woman only to find thnt she had vanished—jumped oft the earth into nowhere. This was iny highest flight, Singleton, the best writ ing 1 ever did, and after the vast pains I took with the thing, the only woman I ever saw who could possibly act it is unavailable; worse than that, absolutely undiscovernble ’ Nobody knows I have this script; I’ve kept quiet about it simply because I'm not going to be forced into accepting a star I don’t want. I have a feeling about this play that I never had about my other things. The public has been so kind to my small offerings that I’m trying to lead ’em on to the best I can do; something a little finer and more imaginative, with a touch of poetry, if yon please. And now-—” He glared nt me as though I were responsible for his troubles. As he knew I had been flying in the French aviation corps for two years and had just been Invalided home, I didn’t think It necessary to establish an alibi. Fate had beeu kind to Dick Searles. In college he had written a play or two that demonstrated his talent, and after a rigid npprentlce j ship as scene-shifter and assistant ! producer he had made a killing with ! “Let George Do It,” a farce that earn | cd enough to put him at ease and make possible an upwnrd step into straight comedy. Even as we talked a capac ity. housewhs laughing at his " skit. “Who Killed Cock Robin’” just around the corner from his. lodgings. 3o his story' waa iot the InventioL 0/ a’ Re jected playwright to cover the’ non appearance of a play which nobody would produce. . ' J. -s-;'rc.-t “Isn't it always a mistake to write a play -for o particular start” I sug gested. "Seems to me I’ve read some where that that is among the beset ting sins of you playwrights.” ,, “Old stuff, my boy;,but this Isn’t one of those cases. The person I had in mind for this play wasn’t a star, but .a beginner, quite unknown. It was when I was in London putting on ■’Fairy Gold’ that I saw her; she had a small part In a pantomime, and pantomime Is the severest test of an actor’s powers, you tnow. A litUe later she appeared In 'Honorable Wo men,’ a capital play that died early, but there again I felt her peculiar charm—It was Just that She was ex quisite I No one ever cuptured my Imagination as she did. I watched her night after night I was afraid that when I heard her voice It would break the spell, and I actually shook like a man with an ague when she tripped out on the stage as the In genue In ‘Honorable Women.’ And her laughter 1 You know how hollow pe usual stage mirth Is, bui that girl's laugh had the Joy of the lark ascend ing!” “By Jove!" I ejaculated, “there's more here than appears. You’re In love with the girl I” “Rubbish,” he cried Impatiently. “You’ll think I’m talking rot, but this girl was the visualisation of a char acter I had dreamed of and groped after for years. That’s all; but it’s a whole lot, I can tell you!’’ “Let us be practical for a moment, Seorles,” I urged. “Emperors, presi dents, a'nd_ popular murderers are npt more conspicuous than the people of tiie stage. No girl talented enough to get two engagements, »sven for small : parts, in n f rst-class Londos* theater could vanish. With your acquaintance -in the profession you'd be able to trace her anywhere on Carth.v By the way. what did. thg paragon c9.ll, her self?”. “ ; “Violet Dewing was. her stage name and the only name the managers knew ' 'i-.-A - *_ -*HU5a* "Oh, I’m Not Knocking the Dead I" her by. I assumed that, of course, all I had to do was to finish my play and then have Dalton, who represents me over there, make an appointment to read It to her; but Dalton worked for three months trying to find her, without success. I wasn’t the only person who was Interested In her. Dalton said that half a dozen mana gers had their eye on her, but after ‘Honorable Worae- ’ closed she stepped Into the void. I knew what you’re thinking—that the other members of the two companies she appeared with must have . h?Ul some Inkling of her Identity, but I tell you Dalton and I exhausted the possibilities. It was b7 accident that she got her chance In the pantomime—some one wouldn’t do at the last minute, and they gave Miss Dewing a trial. She was well liked by hef associates In spite of. the fact that she was a bit offish anti vanished from their world the minute the cur tain fell.” “A clever governess out of a Job, satisfying a craving for excitement and playing the mysterious role as a part of the adventure. Am I to as sume that you’ve burned your play and that the Incident is closed?” ‘‘Oh, I didn't burn It; I have a copy locked in a safety vault, and Dalton left one heavily sealed at a small ex clusive London hotel where, he found after much difficulty, the girl had lodged during her two engagements." “You're morbid," I said. “Show me her photograph.” He laughed Ironically. “Never a chance, Singleton t You haven’t yet got the idea that this young woman ts out of the ordinary. . ' . ' - • - ’ 'l She refused to be photographed—' wrote It Into her two contracts that this was; not to be asked. 1 never sew 'ter off the stage, and t can’t give you a description of her that would be of the. slightest assistance to the keenm "detective alive. In that1 panto mime she was a frolic, the clown’s daughter, and, although nobody saw it, she was the whole piece, the elusive sprite that could evoke laughter and •tears by a gesture, a lifting of the brows, a grimace. By utterly differ ent methods to ‘Honorable Women’ she proved her wide range of appeal. Hers wqs the one true characteriza tion In the piece. When Terry -wasUn her prime you remember liow we used to- say that ouly one bird sang like that, and from paradise It flew? Well, this bird sings on the same branch I Her voice was her charm made audi ble!” : ',5. • W,-. “Rave some more!” I * pleaded. “You never talked better In your, life.” “Don’t be an ass,” he said' sourly. “Let’s forget her and take a Squint fit your affairs. Just wbnt "do you mean to do with yourself?” - “My shoulder still creaks a little, and j the doctors advise me to sit around for a while. They offered me some Jobs In,, .Washington, but desk work and inspection duty are too tame after a couple of years sp^t In star climb ing. I’m going up to Bnrtrin-ou-the Sound and I’ll camp to the garage on toy uncle’s place.” trick.” Interrupted Searle?; “getting married and then adding to the crime by dying. Yon couldn’t beat that for general spltefulness." . “Do yon remember Jtie Immortal lines: , -, “‘Oh/eklp your flear under The Bellman exclaimed Am he angrily tinkled hi* bell" f “Oh, I'm not knocking the dead 1” he protested. “Mr. Bashford always .struck me as a pretty decent square ! sort of chap, and not at all the familiar grouchy unde of fiction and the drama. 1 made notes:on him from time ‘to'time. with a view to building a piny around him—the perfect unde, unobtrusive, never blustering at his nephew;-translating the avuncular relationship Into something remote and chaste like a distant view of Mount Washington in winter. It was Just like him' to retire from business on his sixtieth birthday and depart for the Orient, there to commit the shameless indiscretion of matrimony.” “Like him! It was the greatest shock of my life. To the best of my knowledge he never knew any women except the widow of his partner in the Importing bouse. She was about eighty and perfectly safe. ' He spent twenty years in the Tyringhara, the dullest and most respectable hotel in the world, and his chief recrea tion was a leisurely walk in the park, before going to bed. Ton could set yonr dock by him. Pretty thin pick ing for a dramatist, I should think. He used to take me to the theater regularly every other Thursday—It was a date—and Jils favorite enter tainment was vaudeville with black face embellishment preferred. Butin his shy fashion he was kind and generous and mighty good to me.” ... “If you hndn’t gone to war, but had kept right at his elbow, the marriage ■might have been averted," suggested Sedries. “He did leave you some thing, didn’t he?” “Fifty thousand cash and the right co use tue garage at the Barton farm. Calling It a farm's a Joke; It’s rocks mostly. He bought the bouse to have & place to store uis prints and Jap ceramics. He hated motoring except In taxis up and down .own, and when I urged him to set up a machine, he ■told he to go ahead and buy one and build the garage. Told me Td better tlx up the studio In the garage and have It as a place to work In. His will provides that I may lodge In the garage for life.” "The estate footed a million, as I remember, so I can't praise his gener osity. But the widow, your unknown auntie, the body-snatcher, who annex ed the old boy—what of her?" 'Tve asked the trust company peo ple whether she’s -In sight anywhere, and they assure me that she Is not on these shores. Torrence, the third vice president—you know Torry; he was In the class ahead of us at col lege, the man who never smiles— Torry said site acknowledged the last remittance three months ago from Br.ngkok—wherever that Is. I suppose the old girl’s resumed her tour of the world looking for another retired merchant to add to her list.’’ .[ , "Very likely. To what nation, tribe, or human group does this pred atory person belong?” , ,.v Unrest at the Barton farm. (TO BE CONTINUED.) A Friend's Opinion. “My poem is returned with the edi tor’s regrets. I-wonder;lf^hjis Is quite candid vltlx me?” ’. \ _ “I fear not. I don’t see'why, he should have any regrets at sending back this stuff.* “CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP55 IS CHILD’S LAXATIVE / '! -rr^’ ' << - : : -i - Leek at tongue!Remove poieon4 f%?i .PtomgcJy,liver anti •- ~ Accept “California” Syrup of Figs only—loot for the name California on. the package, then you are sure your child is having the best and most harm less laxative or physic for the little stomach, liver and bowels. Children love its delicious fruity taste. Full directions for child’s dose on each bot tle. Give it without feaf. Mother I You must say “California.” —Adv. • ’ • ' Dire Consequences. She—You liked my' cooking-well enough just after we were married. He—X didn’t have dyspepsia then. - LESS MEAT IF BACK AND KIDNEYS HURT - i"' -1-.' Y l •' *1 Take a Glass of Salts to Flush 1 Kidneys ; if- 'Bladder ■ fffi 3 -3 bating meat regularly eventually produces kidney trouble In some form or other, says a well-known authority, because the uric acid in meat excites the kidneys, they become overworked; get sluggish; clog up and cause all sorts of distress* particularly back ache and misery in the kidney region; rheumatic twinges, severe headaches, acid stomach, constipation, torpid liver, sleeplessness, bladder and uri nary irritation. The moment your back hurts or kid neys aren’t acting right, or if bladder, bothers you, get about four ounces of Jad Salts from any good pharmacy; take a tablespoonful in a glass of water before breakfast fpr a few days and your - kidneys will then act fine. This famous salts Is made from the acid of grapes and lemon Juice, com bined with lithia, and has been used for generations to flush clogged kid neys and stimulate; them to normal activity; also to neutralize the acids in the urine so it no longer irritates, thus ending bladder disorders. Jad Salts cannot injure anyone; makes a delightful effervescent llthla water drink which millions of men and women take now and then to keep the kidneys and urinary organs clean, thus avoiding serious kidney disease.—Adv. ;<®> ■M ;Vl ;’S 4 He Gets It Again. IS Cholly—I feel like a fool tonight. Miss Keen—So glad you’ve reco„ ‘ ^ ered.—Boston Transcript. OPEN NOSTRILS! END COLD OR CATARRH How to Cet Relief When Head and None" Are Stuffed Up. Count fifty. Your cold In head or catarh disappears. Your dogged nos trils will open, the air passages of your head will clear and you can breathe freely. No more snuffling, hawking, mucous discharge, dryness or headache, no struggling for breath at night Get a small bottle of Ely’s Cream Balm from your druggist and apply a Uttle of this fragrant antiseptic cream In your nostrils. It penetrates through every air passage of the head, soothing and healing the swollen or inflamed ■* mucous membrane, giving you Instant relief. Head colds and catarrh yield like magic. * Don’t stay stuffed-np and miserable^ Belief Is sure.—Adv. The less a man knows about politics the more angry he gets in a political argument. RECIPE FOR GRAY HAIR. To half pint of water add 1 oz. Bay Rom, a small box of Barbo Compound, and 14 oz. of glycerine. Apply to the hair twice a week until it becomes the desired shade. Any druggist can put this up or you can mix it at home at very little cost. It will gradually darken streaked, faded gray hair, and will make harsh hair soft and glossy. It will not co'or the scalp, is not sticky or greasy, and does not rub off.—Adv. ; Farmers are the only men who can ’’help each other with their work." When you have decided that the Worms ar Tapeworm must be exterminated, get ‘Dead Shot"—Dr. Peery’s Vermifuge One dose will expel them.—Adv. On the street cars, the fat men al ways seem to get the Inside seals.