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THE HOLBROOK NEWS. HOLBROOK, ARIZONA. MAY 6, 1021.
rrTrrmilTTITIIITTTttTIItllllllllllllllllTITTIfllTTITTtlTIIIIIMTTTTTTTTIIIITTti COMRADES iiiiiiiiiimirimriTiiiiririiiimiiiiTiiiiTiininnTTTgiTniTTiiiiiTTTiTiii . "I'LL MARRY YOU." Synopsis; Tom Shelby, a rancher, rides into the frontier town of l-"onca looking for a good time after s long spell of hard work and loneliness on the ranch. In stead, he runs Into a funeral that of Dad Calkins, a retired army man of whom little is known. A girl, still in her teens, survives Calkins. McCarthy, a saloon keep er and Ponca's leading citizen, de cides that the girl, now alone in the world, sliould marry. Shelby starts a hunt for eligible husbands and the minister goes to confer with the girl. She agrees to pick a husband from the score of men lined up in her home. To his con sternation, she selects Shelby, who had gone along merely as a spec tator. He declines thfe honor. In dignant, the girl dismisses the as semblage. CHAPTER III Continued. "Straight ter h I, I hope," the Buf falo Gap J. P. burst out, forgetting his clerical role in a sudden expres sion of feeling. "'Whatever caused the fool to butt in?" "Oh, he didn't Intend nuthin'. Tom ain't that kind. He Just drifted long ter see the fun. Yer can't blame him cause the gurl took a shine his way." The two disappeared, their voices still grumbling, and Shelby got to his feet and moved along the edge of the tent to where he could view the shack better. Through the window on that side an unobstructed blaze of light poured forth, but even as he stood staring at it the girl appeared fully revealed In the glare and drew down the curtain. He saw her clearly, like a picture In a frame, one round arm uplifted to grasp the shade. He drew a quick breath, almost of astonish ment, conscious of the rapid beating of his heart. By heaven, she was actually pretty ! He had never thought that before; but then, in that ruddy light, the strange impression took pos session as something entirely new. 'And ft served to strengthen his pur pose. He would not play the part of a ' coward ; he would go In and ex plain ; he would make her understand exactly how matters were with him and why he acted as he had. Yet this was accomplished hesitat ingly and in doubt. He was at the loor twice before he found sufficient courage to knock lightly. There was no response and he used his knuckles a trifle louder. Intensely conscious of a desire to turn and run away. But there was no opportunity. The latch clicked sharply and the light streamed directly into his face, fairly blinding him. "Oh. so it is you back again?" she asked coldly. "What did you want?" "Just just to have a word with you privately," he explained lamely, blinking his eyes. "I I thought may he I could explain." "Explain what?" "Why why how this thing happen ed. Miss." His confusion rendered him almost incoherent. "You see, I I don't want you to think I'm that sori." "Oh, you don't? Well. I'm not that sort, either. Cqjne along" In, if you want to; I'll hear what you have to say." Shelby never felt quite so awkward and Impotent before in all his life, B3 he did standing there, fiddling with the hat In his hand, while the girl carefully closed the door behind him. Her owri appearance of ease, even of enjoyment, only added to his deep em barrassment. For the first time he really took notice of the room, how plainly it was furnished ; a deal table, two chairs. Hie stove, a few books on a shelf, with a small clock between. Everything looked cheap, but Immaculately clean, and. as his eyes wandered back to the girl, that was what impressed him most "about her cleanliness. It was evidenced In face and hands, in the dark skirt and white waist, in the smooth strands of hair. "Well." she said pleasantly. "I reckon you might as well sit down, as long as you are here." He found a chair and dropp'ed Into It, and she took the only other one, her hands clasped in her lap and her serious eyes watching him with un disguised curiosity. "I didn't expect to see you again," she broke the silence which was be coming awkward. "What was it that brought you back?" "Fact is I don't know," he explained, startled at the sound of his own voice. "You see I I sorter got an idea you might be lonesome and and a bit mnd at me, an' so I thought maybe I better drop in an' tell you how It all happened. But it don't look like you was mad." "'No, I'm not mad. I flared up for a minute, but that's all over with. I ain't botherin none about that outfit." "So I see," somewhat more at ease and crossing his legs. "I reckon that's about the right way to look at it. Whatever made you pick me?" "Why, naturally, I took the best iookin gone I saw. Mister Mister " "Shelby, Tom Shelby; so you didn't even know my name?" "No Idea of what It was; I picked you out because you didn't live here that's why, If you really want to know." "Then you did know me?" "No, I didn't. I saw you at the funeral an' I knew you wa'n't no Ponca man. I didn't care who you was or where you came from. Just so you gave me a chance to get out o' this hole. I would marry an Indian to get out." "Then that was why you took me bo as to get out o' here?" She nodded. "That's 'bout the size of It. I didn't take no stock In what the preacher Mid, for I ain't no weeping willow, OF By RANDALL PARRISII Tom Shelby, an' I don't need nobody to take care of me." Shelby laughed. "You made a mighty poor guess, at that," he said cheerfully, "when you picked me. I'd a took you to a worse place tlian Ponca." "There ain't none," positively. "Where is it you live, anyhow?" "Over on the Cottonwood ; 'bout six ty miles north, up near the reserva tion. H 1 ! But It's lonely up there ; not another white man in thirty miles." "You are ranching?" "Just startin', you might say; run nln' a few. head on a free range." "But you've got a house, a place to live in?" "Sorter shack yes ; a corral an' a sod stable ; that's 'bout all. I'd be a dandy, wouldn't I, ter ask a girl to go "I Picked You Out Because You Cidn't Live Here." out there an' live? No, sir; that ain't my style;, it wouldn't be decent." She did not speak for some time, her eyes roving about the room and then returning to rest on his face. There was no smile on her lips, yet some how she did not look sullen or in different, i "And that was why you said no? You came back to explain? It wasn't because you disliked me, then? Be cause you despised me for doing such a thing?" "What, me? I should say not. There wa'n't nothing done that wa'n't all right. I don't blame you a mite. Yon ought to git married." "Do you really think so?" "Yes. I do; this ain't no place for .a single woman who wants to be decent, to live in. Besides, you're old enough." "How old am I?" "Seventeen, maybe; I ain't much on guessing ages specially women." "I am nineteen," she paused, her teeth gleaming as she smiled. "I wish you would tell me about yourself." He glanced up at her surprised and twisting his hat about In his hands. "That won't take long," he said so berly. "I ain't got much history, so to speak. I was born in Kentucky an' run away when I was seventeen. Been out-In this country ever since, soldiering most of the time, and then punching cattle for the Six Stars. Saved a little money and started In to go it alone. ;That's about all the story." "With a lot left out. Why did you leave home?" "Oh, they wanted me to go on in school and be a lawyer." "You finished high school?" "Sure; what made you think that?" She laughed. "Oh, Just a word or two; you've got Into the habit of talking like these people out here. So have I. for the matter of that. When you live with them for years, it's bound to twist your tongue. I can speak good Eng lish when I try." "An' the thing yer want to do most is to get away from Ponca?" "Yes." "Yer sure don't hold no grudge against me for what happened to night?" Her lips and eyes smiled. "Why, of course not. It was too ridiculous for anything. After you had filed out I put my head down on the table there and laughed until I had tears in my eyes. The expressions on those faces when I picked you out would have made a dog laugh." . Shelby wanted to say something, but his mind seemed to be utterly blank. He could Just stare at , her dumbly. The silence became so embarrassing that he finally got awkwardly to bis feet. "I'm I'm awfully glad you took it that way,"' he stuttered. "You see, I don't know much about girls and 30 I was afraid you might be mad. I'll have to go now, I think, Miss." "I'm very sorry, but I'm glad you came. Good-bye, Mr. Shelby." He took the outstretched hand, ,con sclous of the warm pressure even as he fumbled at the latch of the door, His eyes were downcast and his face flamed ; nor did he breathe easily un til he was again outside, alone in the darkness of the night. CHAPTER IV. The Proposal. He stared back at the closed door, still dazed but capable of swearing at PERIL Copylght A. C McClur ft Co. himself for being such a blame fool He felt a vague suspicion that he had acted' foolishly and that the girl was amused at his awkward embarrass ment. The interview had proven al- togther different from what he had anticipated ; the tears he had come to wipe away were conspicuous by their absence, and Instead of bringing com fort and courage to an extremely mor tified young lady, he had found her filled with merriment over the affair and quite indifferent as to its outcome. She was different from anything he had previously conceived. He bad confidently expected to encounter a ra ther ordinary young woman of the com monplace frontier type the kind lie had known for years. She had proven herself nothing like what he had conceived. She had been smiling and self-possessed, mocking him with her good humor and treating the whole affair as a Joke. He was the victim, rather than she, evidently, In her estimation ; and he had actually felt like a raw boy In her presence, unable to think of a word to say or what to do with either hands or feet. How Immaculately clean she was and ready of speech. He saw again the picture of her, sitting there facing him, her eyes meeting him frankly. Yes, she had made a fool of him, all right, and he turned and strode up the path, oblivious to all else but his gloomy thoughts. There were numerous people on the main street, although the principal groups were before the dance hall and McCarthy's saloon. Shelby stopped In the glare of the former to consider what he had better do, his mind vibrat ing between Joining the others at the bar or seeking his bed at the hotel He was still undecided when two men suddenly bumped into him and he rec ognized Cowan and "Red" Kelly, both drunk enough to be ugly and insult ing. The first stared into his face with a sneer. "H I. 'Red, If here ain't the bride groom," he exclaimed insolently. "Say, where you been all this time?" Shelby drew back slightly, but held his temper, his brain Instantly clearing. "I don't hold that to be uny of your business," he replied coldly. "Well, by thunder, it is. Just the same. You butted into this game with out no warrant, an' yer playin' us fer a parcel of fools, l'er one, I don't stand fer it. It was a put-up job. -You an' her are in cahoots for that money. She didn't never look at one o' us. Your pretendin' to be sur prised was too darn thin. H 1 ! I bet yer just wme over from bsn with her an' laughln' at us yer d n skunk !" Shelby's face hardened and his teeth set grimly. "Don't go too far, Cowan," he warn ed sternly. "I got some reputation as a fightin' man myself an' I don't take everything peaceably. Now, listen to me, you drunken brute, and keep a civil tongue in your head. I have seen the girl, but we didn't talk none about marriage and, what's more, I wouldn't touch that money, not a cent of it, even If I was to parry her she ain't that kind, ner I ain't.' "Gosh, you must think I'm a sucker, Tom Shelby. What the h 1 you got to git married on? I'll bet yer never seed two thousand before in all your life.' Tell that to the marines there ain't nobody goin' to marry her ex cept for the cash." "What do you mean?" "Why, she's homely as a hedge fence. 'Red' was Just sayin' that if she'd a picked him, he'd have jumped the re servation, money or no money. Yer can't string me!" "You say she's homely?" "I sure do, an' as damn mean as she looks, I reckon." Shelby's face was like flint and his right fist crashed square into Cowan's sneering lips. The fellow went top pling over and before "he even knew 1 what had happened the ranchman was upon him, holding him flat to the earth and pommeling with both hands. It was soon over with, Shelby giving his opponent no chance to break away. Interspersing his blows with a frank expression of feeling. You measly hound ! Goin to marry her for money, am I? Maybe you'd like to say that ag'in. d n you! That's 'bout the size o' your soul. Cowan. Take' that, you whelp! You won't be so d n beautiful yourself when I get through. There now ! Per haps you'll lay quiet awhile !" He got to his feet and glared about Into the ring of Interested faces de fiantly. ; Any more of yer want to say what he did?" he demanded. "Here, you, Kelly ; you laughed when that dirty pup said she was homely as a hedge fence! Come here, you red-headed terrier," and he gripped him by the throat shaking the fellow helplessly back and forth in his mad rage. "I'm goin' ter marry that girl. If she'll iiave me. an there ain't nobody goin' to slam the looks o' my wife, either. You get that, you coyote? What do yer think of it now hey? Spit It out: what do you think of her now?" Kelly had to spit it out; it was all he could do with those fingers grip ping him. "Let go d n it let go! H 1! She's she's the handsomest woman I ever saw ; you you let go o' me I" Shelby flung him to one side in titter disgust, hurling an oath after him as he reeled dizzily into the protection of the crowd. He cast his eyes once in contempt about the circle, seeking some other antagonist and finding none. To h 1 with all of you!" he de clared. "Get out of the way there !" They fell back to give him safe pas sage and he strode- straight on past the dance hall and turned down the dark path leading back to Calkins' shack. He had but one thought now, one purpose; he had burned his bridges behind him. After what he had said and done only a single course remained. Without a pause or a re gret he went straight to the door and rapped. It was no timid touch of the knuckles this time; he was still too angry to either hesitate or doiibt. And there was no sign of embarrassment in word or act when the door opened and she stood there looking at him In wonderment. "I've come back to say another word to you," lie annofied simply. "I'd like to come in." " ' "Something has happened?" "It has; I've Just had to lick two pups who got too gay 'bout you. They said some tilings an' I said some things. Now I'm aimin' to make good. You said you'd marry me awhile ago ; does that hold?" She was leaning ngalnst the table, staring at him ; We'r face seemed to go white and her hands toyed nervous ly with a knife she had picked upv "You you had trouble with two men, over nie?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly, "What men?" " 'Red' Kelly and gazabo named Cowan ; they was both here." "Oh; they werejigry at you for that?" "Sure ; not because you didn't take no notice of them ; then they got drunk an' undertook to ride me; said it wus a put-up job between us ter get away with that money." "What money?" "The twenty-five hundred you was goin' to ' get. The preacher told you about that, didn't he?" She , shook her head, evidently be wildered. "Where was I going to get all that money?" "Why, McCarthy was puttin' It up; he and some other bucks, so as to give you a start after you was married." She drew a deep breath, looking straight into his eyes. "You mean those men came here for that?" indignantly. "They were will ing to marry me so as to get that money? Good God ! I was to be sold ! Is that actually true? Nobody ever hinted such a shameful thing to me." "Well, I reckon they didn't mean no harm by that," he tried to explain. "You don't just see it right. They fig ured that Old Calkins had died an' left you without a cent, sorter helpless out here, an' that the town owed you a decent chance ter git married an' settle down. That's what the money was given for." "But those fellows all knew it. That was what made them agree?" "I reckon maybe it was mostly, at least." She twisted her hands together, a hot, red flush coming into each cheek. "Well, I'm glad to know that. Now what was it those two men said. th men you had the trouble with?" t'Well, you see, Cowan was drunk an', naturally all worked up. He's a sort o' good-lookln' chap an thinks he cuts quite a swale with women. "But what did he say?" "Weil, he run into me up there on the sfj- 'i-t now, him and 'Red' Kefly, a 1 was after you for that mo Tj,inl he was a liar an'vtlieli' he' , ort . . ?et ioose' a remark I didn't take kindly." "What remark?" "He he sorter insinuated that I'd never marry you for any other rea son. "He did why?" "Well," he blurted out desperately. finding no possible way of escape, "he sorter said you wasn't awful good iookin' an' then I pasted him. That's all." Her lips parted,' her eyes opening wide in astonished amusement. 'That I wasn't good looking!" she laughed. "And you actually hit him for that?" 'I suredid ; the other pup laughed an' he got his dose about the same The Fellow We.nt Toppling Over. time. I didn't hurt 'Red' Kelly none; just shook a little sense into him, but I reckon it'll be a week before Cowan gets out much. Then I come down here." "To ask me to marry you?" "That's the idea. I told 'em I'd do it. "Tain't likely you'll feel now the same way you did at first, but if you do, then I'm in the game. I ain't got much; I told you all 'bout that, but if you're a mind to rough It up on the Cottonwood, I'm here to go shares with you." The girl gazed at him In silence, her breath coming quickly, almost in sobs, a strange, misty light in her eyes. "You actually want me to marry you?" "Sure; that's what I come back for." "Are are you after that twenty-five hundred dollars?" "H I, no!" emphatically.. "I forgot to tell you 'bout that. I won't take a d n cent of it. That's what I told them hounds an' I'll tell McCarthy the same thing. I ain't that kind to mar ry no girl cause she's got coin. The five hundred is yours, fair an' square, but there don't none o' that two thou- sand go Into my jeans. That's got to be part o' the bargain." "But you don't know anything about me?" He grinned good-humorediy. "I reckon there may be some things -s "Will You Take a Chance?" you'll discover about me, fer the mat ter o' that. Maybe it's 'bout as fair one way as another." "Yes, I suppose it is. You really mean what you have said?" "I sure do." "When? How soon?" "Tomorrow morning. I aim to get out o' here as soon as I can. How is it will you take a chance?" His voice was strangely earnest, and his eyes, as she ventured to glance up, were honest and kindly. "Yes," she said slowly, "I will, Tom Shelby." A desolate home-coming. (TO BE CONTINUED.) EQUIPPED TO RULE OCEAN Monster That Lived 100,000 Year Ago Must Have Been a Terror to Other Fishes. In the National museum at Wash ington Is exhibited the skeleton of a zeuglodon a monster which in life was seventy feet long and which must have been ruler of the seas during a bygone epoch. There is good reason to believe that this alarming creature dates back fewer than 100,000 years. says a bulletin. With an enormously long tail and powerful swimming paddles, the zeu glodon must have been able to swim at the speed of an express train, and Its great alligatorlike head was armed with huge carnivorous teeth. It was manifestly a ferocious and predatory brute and presumably fed on fishes and porpoise. The head was four feet long and in the front part of each Jaw were eight teeth for seiz ing and tearing, which were supple mented by a series of saw edged cut ting teeth at the back.. . The zeuglodons were mammals, re lated to modern whales. They must in their time have been very numerous. Judging from the quantities of their bones dug up In Mississippi and Ala bama, where In places there are so many as to interfere with plowing. Farm wa'"i are built of them. Apparently the creatures, which are denizens of warm seas, died and were washed up Into shallow waters that afterward became dry land. Drifting sands covered their 1 bones. preserving the latter to some extent. Their teeth (loose In the Jaws like those of alligators) are found scat tered about in the neighborhood of the bones. FLOWERS HIDE GREAT GUNS Monster Weapons of War at Gibraltar Covered by Beautiful Clusters of Acacia Blossoms. While the rock of Gibraltar, viewed from the ocean, is impressive, strong, gloonr and forbidding, flowers grow about iie steep walls, and the great Victoria batteries, occasionally fired, are screened and sheltered by acacia blossoms. Here are concealed 100- ton guns, sinister and threatening, marking the highest achievement in gun development by British engineers, The north and northwest sides of the rock are honeycombed by fortifi cations. There is a town and harbor on the west protected by batteries and forts rising from the base to the sum mit of the rocks. Modern guns of the most formidable pattern frown from the heights. The town is inhabited b a British colony of about 25.000 persons, according' to the 1911 census. Everything is under strict military regulations. Attar of Roses. The climatic conditions in the low er mountains of Bulgaria are favor able to the production of the best va rieties of oil roses. The variety most grown is the red damask rose, a na tive of Persia, and, in the times of our fathers, very popular in America. Catharine de Medici, who was pas sionately fond of the odor of roses, se lected the then called Valley de Var for their growth and small factories were established there. Today this little valley in the south of France leads not only in the production of roses, but of other odorous oil-bearing flowers. The chief town in the valley is Grasse, and is tho center of the greatest flower-oil industry in the world. Easy Part. Chorus Girl What am I to do In the new revue? Stage Director Nothing ! YouH have nothing to sing, nothing to say, and almost nothing to wear. ZAAKV GRAHAM. BONNER. COPTMCHT R VttlUM NtWAHl UNION pickerel-weed' flowers. "We don't smell very sweet, but we're bright and gay and pretty," said the Pickerel-Weed flowers. "But why have you such a strange name?" asked the Fairy Queen who had come to the pond to talk to the Pickerel-Weed family. "Because," said one of the ' blos soms, "they say that the pickerels lay their eggs in our leaves. They ike other water weeds, too, but we're among the ones they lite, and some how or other, the honor of the name was given to us alone. That is they haven't named any of the other wild water weeds or water wild weeds, or whatever you'd call us, after the pick erels. "They could have named other flow ers which grow in ponds after the pickerels, because of the fact that the pickerels lay their eggs in different plants. "But they didn't want to do that They wanted to give us the whole honor, so that folks would know that the pickerels laid their eggs in out leaves. "If they lay them in other weeds, no one is the wiser. That is, no one is the wiser from the names. r "There are other fishes, too, who lay their eggs in weeds, but I don't know whether any of the others have given their names to the weeds or not. I don't know and It doesn't interest me. We don't smell very sweet, it is true, but we're gay and very grace ful. "We're tall and our long blue ragged blossoms above our rich-looking leaves look very handsome. We "Sounds Rather Sad." look most attractive in the ponds and brooks and small lakes, and we look, too, like flowers who have gone in wading. "For we're not entirely in the water as creatures are who would go in swimming. "But we're like creatures who go in wading. Part, perhaps," a little less than half of us is right in the water. and the rest is standing above that part ! None of us last more than a day." "Dear me," said the Fairy Queen, that sounds rather sad." "It isn't sad," said the blossom which had been talking to the Fairy Queen. "It isn't sad at all because we don't feel sad about It. If we did feel sad, then it would be differ ent. "But we don't ! No, we're quite happy to have our one day of blos soming. . "Then we fade and wither. But there are always other blossoms to take our places. Oh yes, there are plenty of us blooming all the time. "When the humble bee comes to call on us he takes some of our pollen, which means the yellow dust we wear upon our plants, and spreads it over some of our relatives and drops it Just where it will strengthen and help them. "Isn't that smart of Mr. Bumble Bee?" I "I've always thought the Bumble Bee was smart," said the Fairy Queen. "We like ponds and streams and brooks," continued the Pickerel-Weed blossom. "We love the coolness of the water. We love to be in wading all the time. And though each blos som only lasts for a day, we feel that is enough. We feel that the family will keep on blossoming and having bright blue flowers on our stems. "We know that the flowers will be happy to be in the pond. And we know, too, that the leaves are always proud of having the pickerels come and lay their eggs in them. "We've heard the leaves whispering to each other and saying, 'We've got to guard over Mrs. Pickerel Fish's little eggs. That's both an honor and an opportunity. For an opportunity is when one gets a chance to do some thing fine for his family, for others or for himself. And we, the leaves, have an opportunity of helping others. 'Oh yes," ended the Pickerel-Weed blossom, "my day is over, but it has been a happy day, and there are lots and lots of us to come." Boy Who Plays Fair. The boy who plays a fair game now will play the game of life fair; if he goes into business he will be a fair, conscientious business man. He will be an honorable competitor with oth ers in his line. He will seek to build up his business, but will not endeavor to drag down the business of his com petitors in so doing. Our Best Selves. nr best selves are so far removed from the selves of every day that the nhnnres fire we should hardly recog nize them if we met them face to face. The difference between what we are and what we might be Is all too often the long descent from suc cess to failure. Girl's Companion. Juvenile Scorn. 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"Oh, she can't remember anything a day after it happens." ; "Ah, a sud case why don't you give her a flivver?'' "What for?" "Why, to Jog her memory." Important to Mothers Examine carefully every bottle ot CASTORIA, that famous old remedy for infants and children, and see that it In Use for Over 30 Years. Children Cry for Fletcher's Castoria Garden Spot, Anyway. A Boston geologist and philologist says he is convinced that the Garden of Eden wus located in the area now occupied by the state of Ohio. Wheth er right or wrong, Ohio Is i-ertuinly n garden spot when It comes to raising presidential timber. Brooklyn Standard-Union. WHY DRUGGISTS RECOMMEND SWAMP-ROOT For many years druggists have watched with much interest the remarkable record maintained by Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-Root, the great kidney, liver and bladder medi cine. It is a physician's prescription. Swamp-Root is a strengthening medi cine. It helps the kidneys, liver and blad der do the work nature intended they should do. Swamp-Root has stood the test of years. It is sold by all druggists on its merit and it should help you. No other kidney medicine has so many friends. Be sure to get Swamp-Root and start treatment at once. However, if you wish first to test this great preparation send ten cents to Dr. Kilmer & Co., Binghamton, N. Y., for a sample bottle. When writing be sure and mention this paper. Adv. . The best way to cure those sore muscles, made so by digging in the garden, is to dig some mere. , Let your face be as good as a prom issory note. Takes a lot of right' liv ing, but It is worth It. Misleading. Self-estimate may often be A means of going wrong. The crow caws queerly oft the key And thinks he sings a song. The Kind He Is. Smith Very grasping and miserly sort of a fellow, this titewadd. Smythe Well, I'd hardly denounce him so forcibly, but I will say If he helped a blind man over a crowded street crossing he'd be sure to send the man a bill for bis services. A Regular Friend. 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