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Wheeling. Gale rushed at Rojas. It was his old line-breaking
qe. Neither Rojas nor his men. had time to move. The black
cd bandit's face turned a dirty white; his jaw dropped; he
1 have shrieked if Gale had not hit him. The blow swept h im
yard against his men. Then Gale's heavy body. swiftliy fol
lowing -with the momentum of that rush, struck the little group of
rebels. They went down with the table and chairs in a sliding crash.
Gale. carried by his plunge, wrent with them. Like a cat he
landed on. top. As he rose his powerful hands fastened on Rojas.
Ile jerked the little bandit off the tangled pile of struggling. yell-*
ing "men, and, swinging him with terrific force, let go his hold.
Rojas slid along the floor, knocking over tables and chairs. Gale
bounded back, dragged Rojas up. handling him as if he were a
limp sack.
A shot rang out above'the yells, Gale heard the jingle of break
ss. The room darkened perceptibly. Ile flashed a glance
"d. The two cowboys were between him and the crowd of
rebels. With a cry Gale slung the bleeding Rojas from him.
edit struck a table. toppled over it, fell, and lay prone.
A nother figure closed in on Gale. This one was dark, swift.
A blade glinted--described a circle aloft. Simultaneously wilh a
close, red flash the knife wavered; the man wielding it stumbled
backward. The din became a roar. Gale heard shots that sounded
like dull spa.ts in the distance. The big lamp behind the bar seem
ingly; split. then spultered and went out. leaving the room in
That's how Dick Gale, American, rushes Rojas, the Mexican bandit,
in "No Man's Land," Just over the border. He is doing it to give Lieut.
George Thorne, American cavalryman, a chance to get his Spanish
sweetheart, Mercedes Castaneda, out of the bandit's clutches. It's a
pretty tale, this romance of George and Mercedes. And still more ro
n-antic is the love story of Dick and Nell Burton. For Dick, to save
Mercedes for Thorne, casts his lot with the two American cowboys who
shot out the lights and goes into a new world of adventure in which he
finds hardship, romance, desperate endeavor, fighting, love and gold.
The author? Why, no less a writer than Zane Grey, author of "The
Heritage of the Desert," "Riders of the Purple Sage" and more than a
dozen other first-class tales of the West. Of pioneer stock, with a college
education and wide athletic and outdoor experience, his literary work
since 1904 has made him probably the most widely-read author of
western stories of adventure.
PROLOGUE lug. Our rails crsed again-that's
-1-- good."
I "hell'io," rledl(( Camnei-n slowly.
A face haunted ('ineron-a won- "Any itilnerai sign today?'
all's I.aice. it was Ihere in the white " o.'
her iit of the (lying enl inipir.e; i. hung 't'hey 1n1141 camp together, ate their
in the slt low: that hovered over the frugai I iea I, sutioked a ripe, and 'oi oe
flicker ing iIglit ; it drifted in the dark- in theii bin nkets Without exelngig
11i0iS~ IM-y()i(l. 111111, uSwor(s. Ini t l morn g thle sa(uiie
hi'r. when the (lay had closedt retiene. the saiiie iiioofiiss sham'
ight set in with teniz4'd the mnier of both. But Cam
one in whichi ('on's ('ill11 i'm. Whenh a ii110ked
tIhraongel d ill hii 'i1141 l as ready to 81liii, faced
long past--of a about a 1j sidl: "We night slay to.
- or a woitan he tether, If i's ail right with you.'
- ., and loved too '11 hex tii e at. parne, 1', Il led
1)ector for gold, Ciiiioi
a lover of the "Y'e lie 'uiaoi,"sdth
dIreacl. rock{-nneu~ n.-nltude,(4 b)(lieeonrse ~ . I' abgi~a'.fw
he wanted to be alone to remneimber. fld illte'lbenogfrto"
Th'ien a sarp f'link of met1 al on (01tgo(OaIio h ls
stonie and1( soft 11ads1 of hio(rs in sandfrgodaoi" 'IduelCmo.
prompi~tel Cameron4'01 to r'each. for his ils'Ounmios (e)-tliou
gun, anid to mIove ouit of the light of yseitdasiglrfa;. i
the waining campijfiret. 10(1Ciii-utosititIite
1lgure(s daurker' than the gloom in ap- sofhswndrn e a
1iroatcheti and1( took shape, and In t he u~wocudedr qllywt
light tturnied out to be those of a whIte u teblsnghaheliaig
mian and1( a hieavIly pmneked burro.
"liello there," the man11 : elied, as5
he camea to a halt and gazedl ahonmti
hulim. "I saw your fire. May I make
c'amp here?''
('anmeron (came1 forthi Out of the
shadow ani greeted hIs visIt or, whomn
he too0k for a pr1ospedctor like biniself.
Camner'on r'esetedo~ t~he breakcing of his
lonely ('niniplh'eo vigil, b~ut he respect
ed the iaw of the desert.
Tihie striinigeir thuanked huimi and then
slippiedl the 1pnek fr'om his burro.
'i''an lhe rolled (out his Iack aind began
'itions for ai ilnia. The~ calmp.
*Into a bright blaze, and by
. Camrer'on saw a man11 whose
*somehow did4 not seem to
S.....: :n 01ld, and whose s~tooped
shoulder's d1id not (det ra't fromi an lin-.
pressioni of ruiggefl striengl h. .
Ano uther of thiose strange deser1t
p~ro)spector's ini whiom there'( wats soime
r'elenthess driing power he'sites thle q, *~/
lust for goild ! Cameron feilt that4 be0
tween this maon and himasel f t here was
a subtle alinmity, vagtue and1( unidelline,'l
peihiaps bion (if the dliinaion111 thati
hiere was a desr(It wanderer1(i lIIke hhnii
self. perhlaps1 biorni of a dl(eper, an uni
lntelliglble relatIion ha11ving Its roo4t s
back in the , past. A lonig-forigot ten
Aeuisation stir'red1 in Cameromn's br'east,
one so long forgotten thai lhe ('111 H!on red, ald h an at
not re'ognize It. But It was akin to in."uTrlsCoedAan
-4 When lie nwakened he found, to his 181trs.tewlrnsofad
surprise, that his companion had de'. imd1o' 111lv 1ccutetr
parted. A tr'all in the sand led off torilesh'(' 11dsltluo te
the north. There was no water ini~etmt Imysrk hog h
that direction. Cameron shr'ugged his in1i l'rt1113'hafoPn-s
- shou~llders ; it was11 not hIs affair; lhecteonrhfrteClraobs.
had his own problems. And straight- oaran(11ia.'
way hie for'got his strange vIsitor. ko Iliconrhtok
Cameron began his day, grateful fortie1(4la ithsaeaantr"
the solitude(1 tat was1 flow unbr)Ioken, rllelhs(Eiiii~~i Ihti ~lh
4S. for tihe ennon-furr'owed. Cnetuis-spired gttesilsl( l')'hsbroi e
Scene that Miow shOwed no sign of 11( Caeo."'5,'i 4(1 I'i
'Ife W'Ir It' l-"- Iught, and lhe1411',to I'se'ue(tieut
\ i, .~ na brotught adfrafwdy yrlpn v1'
Ii !i 7! * the crack oflit'yo"
1! *~; There down the "aeitouwa. idCmr.
a * .' . . * burr. Ca- "lieyl, eid Casowinrn si lowly.
I . . 7'Te into deh 'etu Atoges'tthe, aehir
~.I te ma, hatUerd the maee of oth.mesu. Cam
s of the Purple
eron was glad his comrade had the
Indian habit of silence. Another day's
travel found the prospectors deep in
the wildertiess. Then there (tune a
breaking of reserve, noticeable in the
elder lmn, almost Imperceptibly grad
ual in ('amoi4n. And so, as Cameron
began to respond to lire influence of
it dese't less lonely than habitual, he
began to lake keener note ot' Is com
rade, 111(1 found hin different from
[1ny other he had ever encountered in
the wilderness. 'Th.'is man never
tumible(l at the heat, the glare, the
lrih lig sand, the sour water, the
scant fare. He was tireless, patient,
C ameron's awakened interest brought
1ome to him the realization that for
'eirs he had shunned companionship.
[n those years only three men had
vandered Into the desert with hi1m,
and these had left their bones to
ileach in the shifting sands. Cameron
111(1 not cared to know their secrets.
lIut the more he studied this latest
'omrade the more he began to suspect
hat he might have missed something
ni the others. In his own (riving pas
dlon to take his secret into the limit
ess abode of silence and desolation,
vhere he could be alone with it, he
1ad forgotten that life dealt shocks to
>ther men. Somehow this silent com.
'ade remin(led him.
One afternoon lIte, after they had
[ofled up a white, winding wash of
sand and gravel, 11e' (.:nmtle upon at
Iry waterhole Cameron lug deep
nto the sand, but without nynIil. lie
was turning to r'trace weary ;teps
1:1ck to the lnst mater when his coili.
r'de( askedc1 hinl to wait. Cameron
waltchedl himt search In his Ill k;,'ndm
tring forth what appe'red to be i
sill I, forked binnch of a pench tree.
I1e grasld the p rongs of . e fork
and held then b'fore him withli the
nd standing sirai ght 011, and then
le i'gano a 1101k allolg tle s1'1':tmi1
led. n'aine'on. It . first amused, then
1unn1ed, thin pitying, and at last ell
Flous, kept pnce with Ilhe pr11s4e1ctor.
le saw i stron;g tension of his com1
'rde's wrists, as If he was .old ing
hard naninst i considlerable force. The
n'11 of the Ipen(l branch began to
11111ver and 111'n1, kept In roing, an1(d at
length poin tei to the groun4d.
"Dig here,'' said th114 1r1p1ector.
"Wimat !" eJneulla ted( Camielrn. I Indl
the ma11n lost his mind?
'Then' Cameron stood by while his
romnrade dug In the sans. Three feet
1e (lug-f01u)'---five, and the sandt
rew dlark, thben moist. At six feet
vater began to seep through.
"(et the little basket in my pack,"
C'ame'ron compled, and sawes his
omrn1e drop the basket into the deep
lole, where It kept thle sies froml
'y mug ii and1( allowe14d thle watiIr to)
lhe basket filled. Of aill- I e st range
n1~elets of 111s desert'i enroel'4' tis wasi1
lie stranllgest. Curiouly he pleked uip
lie pench branRch and( heldl It as he
iad1 54een It hel. The thIng, how
wver, was deand In his hnands.
"I see you haven4'2't got It," remairkedl
11s comiradle. "lrew men4" ha~ve. Btack
21 Illinois an 01(1 Giermian used4 to do
hat to loente wvells. le shIowed4 tnle
haid the4 sam po0 )wer'. I ennf't ex
)lain. Thle 0141 German I spoke of
nadI~e 1iney trallvelinog rou~nd wIth hIs
>ench forkc."
"Whlat ai gift for ai man in the dles
'rt !"
('ameronl's 'omlrade smiled--tlre see
md14 time14 In all thlos( dalys.
Thiey' entered a region where 1111n
ral nhotunded, an~d t heIr marchbhe
am111 slower. Generally thley took thel
ourse of a wash, one Onl eachl side.
21d let the hurros0 tralvel leIsurely
long nIppIng ant the lc'i4hed blades
f scant gralss, or at siu or enletu~s,
chlile they searched In the eannons and~
m1der the ledges for sIgns of gold.
Each su1ceedlng (day3 and nlghlt
'amleronl felt him11self mlore andi~ more
Irnwn'1 to tis strrange man. I14' founad
hat after hlotrs of burnilng to11li e 11ad(
llsenlsibly gr-own ne4arer1 to his com7
ade14. lIe reCfier4td tha Ilt after a few
veeks in thie desert lhe 1had( always
''c01me l dfferen'it man1 2. In elIlia
Ion, In the rotugh iIning camps, lhe
ind( been ai pre4y 1) to inrest and14 gloom.
tit once down (In thle greait blllowing
weep'l of tis honiely world(, lie ('4u1b4
nok lIn his unlquIiet soul wIthout hIt.
4'lness5. So now~ he4 il10 no t rv'e1lat
slowv stIr s1tnflig warImler 41lon2g hIs
ein21, and~ lit the l)remtonition)1 that per4'
'911) he 42nd thlis man11. ain 1010n2 lie
.'eert, diriven there4 1by lIfe's my'ster'I
'11 andi~ remIlorsele('s mo1(t Ive, were 14)
Ce ChII otheri through God's eyes.
One night' they were enenml~lped at
hie head of a (IlEnon. Thel day13 had1
'cen exceedin1g13y hot. 121nd lon~g after
un~downi the radialtIons of hetat from
lie rocks persisted. ('aumron watchled1
lIs comrnade, and 3yielded4 to Interest
4" had~ not herett fore 'solved.
"I'ard'oner, whiat drtIVes5 you' 111to the
C ert? D)o youl COmel to for;get?7"
"All !" softly exclaImed ('ameron.
lway's 110 seemed to hove kno~wn that,
1e 5nid( 1n0 more, k:nt gr'ew neu'ltely
onscious111 of the 1'ang !nl his own'i
ren'lst, 'If the fire In his heairt, tile
trlfe and tormenlt of his passIon.
rIrven soul1. IIe hadt come into the1(
leser't to rememulber a womnlan. Rhe
pneared to 11111 then n18 sln lied
ne Grey
to him. Nell had struggled upward
out of meit!ng depths. She had re
('onstrieted it broken life. And now
she was lighting for the name aind
litppiness of her child. Litile Nell !
Cameron experienced a shuddering
ripple In ill his being-the physlcal
rack of an emotion born of a new and
strange 4ons1eltt4isness. lie felt that
It had been given him to help Warren
with his burden,
Ile returned to ciamtp trying to
evolve at pln. All night he lay
awake thinling.
In the morning, wht Warren
brought the burros to mnl) and beglan
pireparatttins for the itusual parklug,
('nmerot broke silence.
"l'ardner, your story last night made
me thilk. I want to tell you somIe
thing about nyself. In Ify younger
dcays-it seems long now, yet it's not
so ianny years---I was wild. I wronged
the sweetest and loveliest girl I ever
knew. I went away hot dreaming that
any disgrace might eoine to her. Along
about that time I fell into terrible
m Muds---I changred-I learned I really
loved her. 'l'hin caatie a letter I
should have got t en mont his before. It
told of her troile-iportunel met to
hurry to save her. 1lailf friitle with
shame and fea r, I got i marriage cete
tifeate and rushed back to her town.
MyiLS _
"Warren - Hold On! Give Me - a
Minute-i Married Neil-Didn't You
Know That?"
She was gnte-hiad been gonie for
weeks, and her dIsgrace was knoitwn,
leritends wairned ime to keep out of
reachi of her fatheitr. I tranlled ther
found her. I married her. ltu t too
late ! . . . She would not live with
me. She left mie-l followed her west,
but never found her."'
Wa rrena lean ed forward at little and
lookedl lnto Cameiitron's eyes, as -If
seiarchiing there for the rel),ntan11ce
thiat mighit nmkie hiam less de'serving of
(Catnierln me111t lie gaize umflinchilngly',
and1( aigain beganit t ~oipek:
"You know, of 'ourese, how men ou
hero' somiei ts lose' olbilnates, 01(1
itden titles. It woii't surprise yon much
to learn may name isn't really C'uml
eronl, as5 1 once'( 11h1 you."
WVarren st iifenied upright. It seemued
thait t here mtighit lhav e been a blan11k,
a suspetnsion, ihletween his grav e in.
I (rest andt somet sitange mood0( to come.
Cam neron tel t Is hiear hLulge and
coatract in hIs breast ;all hiis body
gre'w coldl ; and it took t remuendous
effort for him11 to makh~e his lips forii
"Warirenl, I'm the mian you're hiuint
ing. I'm Hturt on. I wats Nell's lover !"
Tile ol miin rose an id towered over
Camneron, and1( thlen piliiunged down
upon himn, and 'ltced his throat
ith t errible, stillinag handiis. 'lThe
harsh contnet, the' pain awakened
Cainer('iOn tO his lier! before it was
tou hi te. I )espe'ra t' fghtIinrg soavedl
himii from beIng bmuiied to the grouiind
andit stampll lOiImjnl crushiedt. Wa rreni
s('('niid at miio e' gianil. Tihiere was
a reel inig, watyin1g, wirest ilag st 'rggle
before thle elde(r man11 biegaii to wveaken.
Thlen ('aileron, buffeted,(I bloody,
hl f-stunnied.'iI pnted for spee'eh.
"'Wi rren-hohl on ! (ive mi ie-n
inuiite. I imarritnd Nteil. Ilidin't youi
kowi that ? . . . I saved thet '1hild !'"
Canei(rou feilt thle shiock thaiit lbreat ed
through War'ren. le repentetd thle
words again and agam. As if com-i
lielled by some resist less p)ower', Witr.
ren released Cameron, anid, staggering'
back, stood with uplifted, shallk ing
hands. In is faIce wafs a1 horriblue
Camieron. "I've got that miairrlnag'
cert ifleate-I've haiid it by ime all thease'
years. I kept it-to prove to riyseit
1 did( rIght."
Th~e old man) ttered at brokcen cry.
"And when I saw her--i went
stark, staring, raving mad over
(70o JiE CON'r1NUaiL).
1 by Za
gage, Wildfire, E
looked when first she entered his life
-n golden-haired girl, ilue-eyei,
white-skinned, red-lppedl, taill inl
slender andl heautiful. Ile had never
forgotten, and an old, sickening re
morse knocked at his heart. 11e rose
and climbed out of the canon naid to
the top or the mesa, where he pacedc
to and fro and looked lown into the
weird and mystic shailows. like the
darkness of ils passion, and farther
on lown the imioon track and the glit
tering stretehes that vanished in the
cold blue horizon. In that eniless.
silent hall of tesert there was a
splrit ; and Cameron felt hovering
near himni what ie limagined to be
phantoms of peace.
lie returned to camp andl sought
his comrnltd,.
"I reckon we're two of a kind," he
said. "It was a woman who drove me
int, the desert. But I come to re
member. The desert's the only place
I enn do that."
"Was she your wife?" asked the
elder man.
A long silence ensuch. The enmp
fire wore down to a ruddy ashen heap.
"I had a daughter," sa Id ('aneron's
comrade. "She lost her mot her at
birth. And I-I (lildn't know how to
bring up a girl. She was pretty and
gay. It was the--the old story."
Ills words were peculiarly signitl.
en int to C'amieron. They (listresse.1
hims. lie hail been wrapped up in his
remorse. If ever In the 181st he hail
thought of anyone connected vitIi
the girl he hld wronged. he ail long
forgott (i. lint the conseqtences of
such wrong were far-re(aclhinig. They
Struck at the roots of a hoite.
"Well, tell ine more ?' asked Canm
eron ea rneSt ly.
"It was ti' old, o(ll story. My girl
was p .r ty anal free. The young luks
ran: after her. I guess she li not run
away from theni. And I was away a
gooi ilea--working in another town.
She was in love with a wild fellow. I
knew nothhiig of It till ton late. IlIe
was engagedi to iaiarr: her. iliut he
<dhin't cone hak. And when the ills
grace be("nime plain to a1 l, my girl left
home. She went west. After a while
I heard from her. Si was well
wokilng--living for her haby. A long
lime pitassec. I hail nio ties. I diftel
west. Iler lover hld Il'co gone west.
!n those (lays everyboly went west.
I trailed him, intemling to kill him.
lnut I lost hIs traul. Neilher coultd I
1iil any trace of her. She mwed in,
driven, no doubt, by the hounl of her
past. Since that I have taken to the
wilds, hunting gold on it <ols'rt."
"Yes, it's the old, old story, only
sadder, I think," sai( Ciamieron; aii4
his voice was strainedl and uninatural.
"PI a rdner, w~ha t il~its town was It
yoiu ha lied from? "
"Andi your--your namne?" wver.t on
Camnieron, husk ily.
Thaint name might as well hnve been
a bullIIet. Camer~ionl stooil er'ect, mo-i)
tlinless, 1as men~ somecttimes st and mio
menta rily wheii shot striaighit through
lie heart. In an lnstatnt, when
thoughits resurgedl like hlimiling tinshes
of 1lightninag through hisa mimd, lie wats
a swaying, qulver'ing, ter~ror'-stri'eken
man. Ilec mnumbled somiethinug hoar:se
ly' and backed inito (lie shadowin. Biut
lie ineed not have feantred discovery,
however surely his agltat Ion mIght
have bet rayed hdm. Wa rren stat brood
Ing rivet' (lie 'nmptirei O' obl Ivious of' hIs
'omra'lde', absorbed ini the past.
C'ameron swiftly wvalked awvay in
the gloom, with the blood thirummtiing
tirk in lis earis, wisper'ing over aind
"Merciful O-d 1 Nell wvas his dauigh
t er !"
As thought and feeling mult iplied,
Camneron was overwhelmed. II(yonid
helief, indeed, was It thaiit out of the
inill ions of men in thle worl two who
hadi~ neve'r a(een each othler' ('oubIl have'i
beeni drive'n Into thbe deser't by3 memorii'iy
of (lie samte woman, It brought (lie
piast so ('lose. It showed (Can imeroni
how Inevitaibly all lisa apir:itunal lire
was gove'rnied by whalti had ha ppened
long ago. '1lThat wich made life sig
nilleanlt to himii was a wandeilurling in
silI:)en~ t ctnes where no ey' ('oubli see'
him w~Ith1 lia secre't. Some' fateriul
chance haitl thrown him witI:h t I'a.
thier of (lie girtl he htad wrec'ked. It
wats I iinmprehensible; it wvas terrIible.
It was thie one thing of all1 possible
ha ppeinigs In (lie world of' chance
that bothi fther uand love:' woubil have
found unendht'able.
Somethinig withlint himn cr'ied out to
him to reveal lia identity3. Warren
would kill him; but it was not fear of
denthI tha t put Cameiron on thle rack.
Iie hod faced death too often to be
afr'aid. It was the thought olf addIng
torturiie to this long-suff'eintg man. All
at once ('tineron Swore t hat lie would
noit anugment W a rren's t roublle, or let
lima simnil his hnds with blood0. lIe
would (i'll (lie Itth of Nell's sad story
and hIs own, andh make what amnendis
Then ('amueron's thbought ahifted
fr<,m thet' to dauighiter. She was
somiewhier'e beyond (lie dim h~orlzon
l Iie. In thli.5'e past lonely hioibr' by
thle camplire. lis funicy hatd tortured
him with pictures of Nell. flut hIs
remorseful aind crnel fnncy hal lie
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and I was weak, too," says
Mrs. Silvie Estes, of Jennings,
Okla. "Cardul did me just lots
of good-so much that I gave it
to my daughter. She com
plained of a soreness in her sides
and back. She took three
bottles of
The Woman's Tonic
and her condition was much
"We have lived here, near
Jennings, for 26 years, and now
we have our own home in town.
I have had to work pretty hard,
as this country wasn't built up,
and it made it hard for us.
"I WISH 1 could tell weak
women of Cardui-the medicine
that helped give me the strength
to go on and do my work."
quickly relieves the distress.
6 years andi resul t of lon
expecrlcnce in treatment of
Dr J1 HI Guild. FlICTllAL
- 'h., * DOX, Treatise on Asthma, Its
causes, treatment, etc., ment
at druggists. J. I. G UlI) ,O, ICPER T
Yetrlywblie Iwss lk
X(eeineto' l 14 me 'iildn't xiiinnd six days
ttn'r' of it 'r auny mo're of it. Whieh
rinhatitled, ine, of a reumairk I onc'e heard
a ver'y .'hl moan mtnke'. 110' was Ill and
was I 'Ielu~lingi' of hbla troubhles. WIth
'ut thlnkinI 1ald: "I ''1on't see howv
you'i xtiii Ii."''Vt The i old ina hought
have' to xltand It !"'~ Ter'e are inany
dliagreeble:l~ Ilngs we enitn't get away
fr'atn ; w' arie (compeal led t) stand~
them.-- J'. W. hlowe. in "D~aily Notes
of it Tl' ArIoundl thei WVorld."
Cuticura for Sore Hands.
Soakc hiands on retIring In the hot suds
of Cut icura Soap, dry and rub In Cu
tlcurn Ointment. Remove surplus
Olntment with tIssue paper. Thuis is
on'y one of the thIngs Cut leura will do
ii Soap, Olntm~ent and TPalcumn are used
for all toilet purposes.-Advertsneent.
Watch Her Step.
"She ('nlled 11e4 a cat."' "Let It
11ass1." "'I won't let It pass8 !" "JDo
you propose, myi3 deart , 10 prlov'e she's
Important to Mothers
E~xnminiie carefulhly eery bottle of
CAX'ToltIA, that famious old remedy
for infants andi chIldren, and see that It
Signatrure f
in Use for Over 80 Years.
Children Crv' for Fletcher's Castoria
Safety First.
I''ugIlst-"'d( rathlie' not take gas."
Penti1st-"I darie say ! flut I won't risk
:.ftt'ending you without.''
Refreshes Weary Eyesr
WhenYourEvesfeel Dul
and Hevy, us Marie. It .
stantlyRelievesthaeTired Peel n
--Makes them Clear, Brlht an4
~pkling.farmless. S&ld and
tomended by All Drugstt.

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