d
t
rZT31 umir
u
8YNOP8IS.
Tho scene at tho opening of (tin iitory Is
laid In tho llhriiry of an old worn-out
aoutlirrn plantation, known nn tho Har
ony. The tilnce la to w told, and Ha
hlatorv nnd that of the owncra. the
Qulntarda, la the atihjoct of dlactiaalon by
Jonathan Crenilmw, u tuiRliiPxi tniui: it
trntiKcr known as Tlladon, and noli
Yancy, a farmer, when llnnnlhil Wayne
Hazard, n tiosterloui child of thn old
aoutliern fn.mll v. malra his niipearnrtce.
Yancy tolls how he mloptnl the boy. Na
thaniel Ferris buys the Harony. ijt the
Qulntnrda deny any knowledge of tne
boy. Yancy to keep Hannibal. Captain
Murrell, a friend of the Qulntnrda. np
pcara and aaka nutations nhout tho Har
ony. Trouble At Bcrntch Hill, wlien Han
nibal Is kidnaped by Davo Iltount. Cap
tain Murrell'a BKent. Yancy overtaken
Illount, gives him a thrashing and secura
the boy. Yancy appears beforo Hquiro
Hnlonm, and la dlacIiarRed with coats for
the plaintiff. Betty Malroy. n friend of
the Ferrlaea, haa an encounter with Cap
tain Murrell. who forcea hla uttontlons on
lier. and la rescued by llruco CarrltiKton.
Hetty seta out for her Tonneaice home.
CarnnKton takes the aamo ataKo. ancy
and Hannibal disappear, with Murrell on
their troll. Hannibal arrlvea at the home
of Judge Hlocum 1'rlce. The Judge recog
of Judge Blocum Price. Tho Judge recog-
tila It, tl.a Imv Ihn ffratidMnn of ail Old
tine frlond. Murrell arrlvea at Judge a
home. Cavendlah family on raft rescue
Yancy, who la uppurently dead, rrleo
brenka Jail. Betty und Carrlngton arrive
at Hello I'laln. Ilannlbal'a rltle discloses
aomu atnrtllng things to the Judge. Han
lilbal and Hetty meet again. Murrell ar
rlvea In Hello I'laln. Is playing for big
taken. Yancy awiiket from long dream
leas alccp on Fmiird tho raft. Judge 1'rlce
makes startling disco crlea In looking up
land titles. Charley Norton, a young
planter, who hssIhIs tho Judge, Is inys
torlously assaulted. Norton Informs Car
rlngton that Betty haa promised to marry
him. Norton la mysteriously shot. More
light on Murrell'a plot. Ho plans upris
ing of negroes. Judge Price, with Hanni
bal, vlalts Hetty, and alio keeps tho buy
aa a companion.
CHAPTER XVIII (Continued).
"MIhh Hetty, bo'B Just llko my Undo
Hob wo he nln't afraid of nothing!
Ho totes tuotn pistols or his loaded
If you notice good you cnu see
where they bulge out bis coat!" Han
nibal's eyes, very round and big,
looked up Into hers.
"Is he as poor as he seems, Han
nibal?" Inquired Hetty.
"He never haa no money. Miss Het
ty, but 1 don't reckon bo's what a
body would call pore."
It might bnvo bullied a 'far more
tnuturo Intelligence than Hannibal's
to comprehend, those peculiar process
es b which the Judgo sustained bliu
elf and his tntlmute fellowship with
adversity that It was his mngntti
cenco of mind which made the
squalor of his dally life seem merely
a passing phaHc but tho boy bad
managed to point a delicato distinc
tion, and Hetty grasped something of
the hopo and lakh which never quite
died out In Blocum I'rtcu's lndouiltn
bio breaht.
"Hut j ou always have enough to
eat, dear?" she questioned anxiously.
Hannibal promptly roassured her on
this point. "You wouldn't let mo
think anything that wasvot true, Han
nibal you aro qulto sure you have
nvor been hungry?"
"Never, Miss Hetty; honest!"
Detty gave a sigh of roller. 8 lie
bad been reproaching herself for her
neglect or tho child; she had mount
to do bo much for him and had done
nothing! Now It was too late for her
personally to Interest herself In his
behalf, yet bcrore sho lert ror the east
she would provide ror him. ir she
nad felt it was possible to trust the
Judge she would have made him her
agent, but even In his best aspect be
Beamed a dubious dependence Tom,
for qulto different reasons, w equal
ly out of tho question. 8 ho thought
or Mr. Mahaffy.
"What kind of a man 1b Mr. Ma
fcaffy, Hannibal?"
"He's an awful nice man, MIbs Met
ty, only he never lets on; a body's
gut to find It out ror his own seir
he ain't like tho Judgo."
"Does he drink, too, Hannibal?"
questioned Detty.
'on, yes; wncn ho can got tho
Itcker, ho docs." It was evident that
Hunulbal was cheerfully tolerant of
this weakness on tho part or the
austere Mahaffy. Uy this time Hotty
was ready to weep over tho child,
with his knowledge of shabby vice,
and his fresh young fnltli In those old
tatterdemalions.
"Hut, no matter what thoy do, they
nro vory, very kind to you?" eho con
tinued tremulously.
"Yes, ma'am why, Miss Hetty,
they'ro lovely men!"
"And do you over hear tho things
spoken of you learned about at Mrs.
Ferris' Sunday-school?"
"When tho Judgo Is drunk ho talks
heap about 'em. It's beautiful to
hoar htm then; you'd love It, Miss
Betty,' and Hannibal smiled up sweet
ly Into her face.
"Does he have you go to Sunday
school In Knlclgh?"
The boy shook his head.
"I ain't got no clothes that's tltten
to wear, nor no pontiles to glvo, but
the Judgo, he 'lows that as Boon us ho
enn make a raise I got to go, and ho.'s
learning mo my letters but wo nln't
A book. Miss Hetty, I reckon it'd
stump jou some to guons how he'B
fixed It ror me to learn?"
"He's drawn the lettors for you, is
that tho way?" in Hplto of herself,
Hetty was experiencing a certain re
vulsion of fueling where tho Judge uud
KBy
Cor"t
Aiaiiaffy were concerned. Thoy wero
doubtless bad enough, but they could
hate been worse.
"No, ma'am; ho done soaked the
label off one of Mr. Pegloo's whisky
buttles and pasted It on tho wall Just
as high as my chin, so's I can see It
good, and he's learning mo tbat-a-way!
Maybo you've Been the kind or
bottlo I mean Pegloo's Mississippi
Pilot; Puro Corn Whliky?" Uut Han
nllmi'H bright little race fell. He was
quick to sco that tho educational sys
tern devised by tho Judgo did not Im
press Hetty at all favorably. She drew
him Into her arms.
"You shall have my books the
books 1 learned to read out or when 1
wns a little girl, Hannibal!"
"1 llko learning from tho label pret
ty well," said Hannibal loyally.
"Hut you'll like the books bettor,
dear, when you see them. 1 know Just
where they nro, for I happened on
them on a sholf In the library only
tho other day."
After they had round nnd examined
tho books and Hannibal had grudlng
ly admitted that they might possess
certain points or advantage ovor the
label, ho nnd Uety went out ror a
walk. It was now late nftornoon and
tho sun was sinking behind the wall
or the forost that rose along the Ar
kansas coast. Their steps bad lod
them to tho terrace where they
stood looking off Into tho west. It
was here that Hetty bad Bald good-by
to Hruce Harrington it might have
been months ago, and It was only
days. She thought of Charley
Charley, with his youth and hope and
high courage unwittingly enough she
had led him on to bis death! A sob
roso In her throat.
Hannibal looked up Into her face.
The memory or his own loss was
nover very long absent from bis
mind, and Miss Dotty had been the
victim of a similarly sinister tragedy.
You Needn't Be Afraid, I Got
He recalled those tlrst awful days of
loneliness through which bo had lived,
when there was no Undo Hob soft
voiced, smiling and intlnltoly com
panionable. "Why, Hannibal, you aro crying
what ubout, dear?" asked Hotty sud
denly. "No, ma'am; 1 ain't crying," said
Hannibal stoutly, but his wet lasbos
gave tho Ho to tils words.
"Aro you homesick do you wish to
go back to tho Judgo and Mr. Ma
haffy?" "No, ma'am It ain't that I was
Just thinking "
"Thinking about what, dear?"
"About my Undo Hob." Tho small
face was very wistful.
"Oh and you still tnlss him so
much, Hannibal?"
"1 bet I do 1 reckon anybody who
know Undo Hob would nover get over
mlsbtng him; thoy Just couldn't, Miss
Hotty! The. Judgo Is mighty kind,
and ho is Mr. Mahaffy they're uwful
kind, Miss Hetty, and It scorns llko
they get kinder all tho time but
THE
PRODIGAL
JUDGE
5;UGHArf KESTXR,
UVSTtyTtONS By&MELVIU
Ip'l. TieOdMi Mtwtl Cotnnr
with Undo Hob, when hu liked you.
ho Just laid hlmsolf out to let you
know It!"
"That does mako a great dlfTor
enco, doesn't it?" agreed Hotty sadly,
and two piteous tearful eyes were
bent upon him.
"Don't you reckon If Uncle Hob Is
alive, like tho Judge Bays, and he's
over going to II ml me, ho had ought
to bo here by now?" continued Han
nibal anxiously.
"Hut It hasn't been such a great
whllo, Hannibal; It's only that so
much has happened to you.' ir ho
was very badly hurt It may havo been
weoka beforo be could travel; and
then when ho could, perhaps he went
back to that tavern to try to learn
what had become or you. Hut we
may bo quite ccrtuln he will never
abandon his search until ho has made
every possible effort to find you,
dear! That means ho will sooner or
later come to west Tennessee, for
thore will always be tho hopo that
you have found your way here."
"Sometimes I get mighty tired wait
ing, Miss Detty," confessed tho boy.
"Seems like I Just couldn't wait no
longer" Ho sighed gently, and then
his face cleared. "You reckon he'll
come most any time, don't you, Miss
Detty?"
"Yes, Hannibal; any day or hour!"
"Whoop!" muttered Hannibal sort
ly under his breath. Presently he
asked: "Where does that branch take
you to?" He nodded toward the
bayou at tho root or tho terraced bluff.
"It empties Into tho river," an
swered Hetty.
Hannibal saw a small skiff beached
among the cottonwoods that grew
along the water's, edge and his eyes
lighted up Instantly. He had a Juvenile
passion for boats.
"Why, you got a boat, ain't you,
Miss Detty?" This was a charming
nnd an Important discovery.
Something Important to Say."
"Would you like to go down to It?"
Inquired Hotty.
"'Deed would! Doos sho leak
Any, Miss Hotty?"
"1 don't know about that. Do
boats usually leak, Hannibal?"
"Why, you ain't ovor been out row
lng her. Miss Hetty, havo you? nnd
there ain't no better tun than rowing
a boat!" Thoy had started down tho
path.
"I used to think that, too, Mnnnl
bal; bow do you biipposo It la that
when pepplo grow up thoy orget nil
about tho roully nice things they
might do?"
"What uso Is sho If yon don't go
rowing In her?" persisted Hannibal.
"Oh, but It Is used. Mr. Tom uses
It In crossing to tho other sldo whero
they nro clearing land tor cotton. It
saves him a lontr walk or ride about
tho hentl or the bayou."
"Llko 1 should tnl;o you out In her,
Miss Hetty?" demanded Hanulbal with
palpitating nnxloty.
They had entered tho scattering
tlmbor when Detty paused suddenly
SB - B-?aaalala5.sawaas H
H 'T M
with a startled exclamation, and Han
nibal felt her fingers close convul
sively about his. The sound Bhe hnd
heard might havo been only tho rust
ling or tho wind among tho branches
overhead In that shadowy silence, but
lletty's nerves, the placid nerves or
youth and perfect health, were shat
tered "Didn't you hear something, Han
nibal?" she whispered fearfully.
For answer Hannibal pointed mys
terlously, and glancing In tho direc
tion ho indicated, Detty snw a woman
advancing along the path townrti
them. The look or ala'rm slowly died
out of bis eyes.
"I think It's tho overseer's niece,"
she told Hannibal, and they kept on
toward the boat.
Tho girl came rapidly up the path,
which closely followed the Irregular
lino of the shore In Its windings
Once she was seen -to stop and glance
back over her shoulder, her attitude
Intent nnd listening, then sho hurried
forward again. Just at the boat the
three met.
"Good evening!" said Hetty pleas
antly. The girl made no reply to this; she
merely regarded Detty with a fixed
stare. At length she broke the si
lence abruptly.
"I got something 1 want to say to
you you know who I am, 1 reckon?"
She was a girl of about Hetty's own
age, with a certain dark, sullen beau
ty and that physical attraction which
Tom, In spite of his vexed mood, bad
takon note of earlier in tho day.
"You are Dess Hicks." said Hetty.
"Make tho boy go back toward the
house a spell I got something 1 want
to say to you." Hetty hesitated. She
was offended by the girl's manner,
which was as rude as her speech. "1
ain't going to hurt you you needn't
bo afraid of me. I got something Im
portant to say send hlra off, I tell
you; there ain't no time to lose!" The
girl stamped her loot Impatiently.
' Hetty mado a sign to Hannibal and
he passed slowly back along the path.
Ho went unwillingly, and be kept his
head turned that he might sco what
was done, even ir he wore not to hear
what was said.
"That will do, Hannibal wait tbero
don't go any farther!" Hetty called
after hi m when ho had reached a
point sufficiently distant to bo out, or
bearing of a conversation carried on
In an ordinary tone. "Now, what Is
It? Speak quickly ir you have any
thing to tell mo!"
"I got a heap to say," answered tho
girl with n scowl.. Her manner was
still fierce and repcllant, and Bhe gnvo
Detty n certain Jealous regard out of
her black eyes which tho latter was
nt'a loss to explain. "Where's Mr.
Tom?" Bhe domanded.
"Tom? Why, about the place, I
suppose In his office, perhaps." So
It bad to do with Tom. . . . Hetty
fell sudden disgust with the situation.
"No, he ain't about tho place, eith
er! He done struck out for Memphis
two hours after sun-up, and wbnt's
more, he ain't coming bnck h,ere to
night " Thore was a moment of si
lence. The girl looked about appre
hensively, Sho continued, llxlng her
black eyes on Hetty: "You're here
alone at Hello Plain you know what
happened when Mr. Tom started tor
Memphis last time I reckon you-ull
ain't forgot that!"
Detty telt a pallor steal over her
face. Sho rested n hand that shook
on tho trunk or n tree to steady her
self. Tho girl laughed shortly.
"Don't be so scared; I reckon Hollo
Plain's as good as his IT anything
happened to you?"
i Hy a great effort Hetty gained a
measure of control over herself. Sho
took n step nearer and looked the girl
stendlly In tho face.
"Perhaps you will stop this sort -of
talk, and toll mo what Is going to
happen to me If you know?" she said
quietly.
"Why do you reckon Mr. Norton
was shot? I can tell you why It
was all along or you that wnB why!".
The girl's rurtlvo gltuico, which
searched and watched the gathering
Bhadows, came back as It alwuya did
to Hetty's pale lace. "You ain't no
surer than he was, I toll you!" and
she Bucked In her breath sharply be
tween her full red lips.
"Wbnt do you moan?" faltered
Hetty,
"Do you tockon you're Bare here in
tho big house alono? Why do you
reckon Mr. Tom cleared out ror Mem
phis? It was because ho couldn't be
around and havo anything happen to
you that was why!" and tho girl
sank her voice to a whisper. "You
quit Dello Plain now tonight Just as
soon as you can!"
"This Is absurd you are trying to
frighten mo!"
"Did thoy stop with trying to fright,
en Charloy Norton?" demanded Hess,
with harsh Insistence.
(TO HE CONTINUED.)
OF
Some Live Within the Haunts
They Write Of.
But Arnold Bennett Pictures the Black
Midlands from Fontalnebleau; Hall
Calne Surveys Isle of Man
From Qreeba Castle,
London. London may be the lite
rury center of the Hrltlsh Isles, but
otif leading authors prefer to live nnd
work somewhere on the circumfer
ence. Most of the novelists, at nny
rate, escape beyond reach of the motor-buses.
Some of thorn have cho
sen to breathe tho utmosphero of
their own books. J. M. Harrlo's postal
nddress Is Kirriemuir, which Is the
name thnt man-makera give to
Thrums. Thomas Hardy and Sir Ar
thur Quiller-Couch likewise dwell
nniong their own iieople, tho ono In
WesBox and tho othor In the Delecta
ble Duchy. Hall Culno surveys tin?
Isle of Mnn from the windows, or pos
sibly the battlements nnd loopholes,
of Orccbn Castle. Others nro widely
scattered over tho BhlreB. Rider Hug
gard Is a country squire In Norfolk.
Mrs. Steel lives In North Wales. Mau
rice Hewlett at Salisbury, Mrs. Hum
phry Wanl In Herts, J. K. Jerome and
O. K. Chesterton In Iiticks, Joseph
Conrad In Kent, nnd W. W. Jacobs in
Ksscx.
No one would ever guess wheio Ar
nold Dennett has been muklng his
homo for some years. His studies ol
life In the Rlack Country of the Kng
llsh Midlands have been written nl
Fontalnebleau! Though only a dny't
journey distant, he lias thUB been
practically us much In cxllo from his
Five TownB as Stevenson was rrom
Edinburgh when In Samoa. He has
now finally put aside all temptations
to belong to other nations, nnd has
Rider Haggard's Beautiful Home.
taken a house, at Hottiugdenn, In Sus
sex That county has already more
than its fair share of distinguished
writers; notably Henry James at Rye,
Rudyard Kipling at Hurwash, and Sir
Arthur Conan Doylo at Crowborough.
SCHOOL GIRL IS HEROINS
She Plunges Into River From
and 8aves Her Teacher ,
From Drowning.
Boat
Flcmlngton, N. J. Miss Catberino
Hreslln, teacher of tho Grove public
school, near Stanton, was roscued
from drowning In tho south branch of;
tho Rarltan river by ono of the pupils,
Mary Kverltt, daughter of Alfred Ev
erltt, of Rowland's Mills.
Miss Hreslln took hor pupils on an
outing nnd wus enjoying the boating
when, whllo reaching for an overhang
ing tree, sho lost hervbnlnncc and fell
backward into tho water.
Miss Evcrltt plunged Into the river,
grasped hor teacher as sho was going
down and assisted her to shore.
SPARROW CAUSES BAD FALL
Attacks 'Painter, Who Tumbles Fifty
Feet From a Scaffold and
Breaks His Arm.
Lawrenceburg, Ind. An English
sparrow mother bird, worked up to a
stnto of excitement, .made a fierce at
tack on W. Holmnn Morton, aged 3C
years, a palntor, when he destroyed
Its neBt built ur.dor tho civo. of tho
building which ho wrh painting. Tho
blid rtruclt Morton several times on
tho head uud attempted the pick hla
eyes out. lie fatruck tit tho sparrow
and, losing his balance, alighted ou
tho cement pavement, fifty foet below,
escaping with n' In alien loft arm and
a sprnlnol right ankle. A number of
spectators witnessed the strnngo at
tti k and accident.
Alms at Burglar and Hits Goat.
Lodl, N. J. Chief of Pollco Dacls
unw n burglar climbing n ladder lead
ing to the bedroom window of Robert
RocHPh. Ho biassed nwny with his re
volver, but Instead or bitting tho thief,
ho struck Hltio Doll, tn; pet goat of
Jumca R. Mnrtlue, which wuk peace
fully deeping In tho bad: yrrd.
HOMES
nous
MjpJiaWRMMalBlBWIH TV rf H jl
MENACE IN SPITTING EVIL
Allegation It Made That the Habit It
Responsible for 95 Per Cent of
Consumption Cases.
"Nltipty-flvo per cent of our con
sumption," says tho Notth Carolina
state board of health, "comes from
careless spitting, coughing and sneez
ing." particularly on tho part of the
consumptive, but also from people
who are apparently healthy. "Spit If
frequently laden with deodly dlseas
germs, particularly that of consump
tives. "When one coughs, spits or sneezes,
a grent multitude of tiny drops ol
spittle are violently expelled from the
mouth nnd nose. The lnrgest of these
drops can bo readily seen. A large
number of smaller droplets can be
found If a mirror or piece of bIbbs Is
held before tho face when coughing
or sneezing. A tremendous quantity
of still smaller droplets are dlai
charged In the form of an Invisible
Bpray or mist, which floats about la
the nlr for some time. Scientists
have found that when a man coughs,
spItB or sneezes In a large hall or
room where tho air Is quiet, these
tiny, invisible germ-laden droplets
will float In the air for a distance of
25 to 100 feet. These tiny droplets.
In tho form of mist or spray, may be
breathed In by other people, or they
may settle on objects with which
they come Into Intimate contact, such
as food and clothing. Viewed In this
light, such conduct1 is at least Im
polite. Furthermore, It Is dangerous
to the public at large to have careless
people actually, coughing, sneezing nnd
spitting germ-laden matter into "their
faces, even If it Is Invisible and In
the form of fine mist."
What Difference Did It Make?
Walking behind some colored girls,
homeward bound from school, In a
Missouri town once upon a time, a
visitor overheard tho following un
blushing and giggling, rich-voiced and
sparkling-eyed assertion of Individu
ality from one of them: "Yeh, she
kep me In, but I don' know Inny mo'
bout Caesar now 'n I did befo han
An' ef she kep' mo In twel Gabriel
blows his horn I wudden know an' I
wudden care. What dlffunce It make
to mo whut ol man Caesar done away
yandeh befo'dewnw!" Evening Post,
When Your Eyes Need Care
Try Murine Eya Remedy. No Smarting Feele
J lie Acts (julckly. Try It for Bed, Weak.
Watery Kyea and Granulated Eyelids. Illus
trated Hook in cacb Pockace. Murine la
ciiiiiniinndi-d by onr Ocnllsts-not a "Patent Med-lcln"-lut
nod In iucconnfal lhriilclsni' Free-
ieo fiir manr Jean. Now dedicated to the Pub
ic nndnnld brlirarRliti Atli&c and Co pcrllotila.
lurlno Kjo UalTe in Aieptla Tube, ilSo and 60c.
Murine Eye Remedy Co., Ohloaso
A Matter of Names.
"What is the difference between
pomme do terre and potato?" "About
two dollars." Harvard Lampoon.
Perhaps there Is no marriage in
heaven because tho angels know bete
ter.
Rarfli-lil Tea purlfk-s the blood and clears
tlio complexion. Drink before ictlrlns.
The man who has something to sell
!b always nn optimist.
, A WONDERFUL DISCOVERY.
. In tliti nun of toirarclinml oiiiorlniont, miontnrs
num. Science has lndi'PilinndOKlantstrldes
In tlin ii.i.st ccnturr, und umung tho by no menni
li-ait Important dhcnverlei In medicine Is that of
Tliurnpliin, whli h has been need with irrc at success In
I n-ncn Hospitals nnd t hut It Is worthy the attention
of thosn who sillier from kidney, bladder, nenrotu
dlsrases.fhrnnlcftenl'mwscs.ulrers.skln eruptions,
piles, ,tc , thorn Is no doubt. In factltseerasoTldeni
troin thn Ma stir created amongst specialists, thai
TIIKItAriON Is destined to cast Into obllTlon all
tboso nnestlonablu remedies that were formerly the
solo rellamo of medical men. It Is of course Impos
sible to tell sufferers all we should llko to tell them
In this short article, but those who would like to
know more about this remedy that has effected to
ninny no might almost say. miraculous cures,
should send addressed envelope for KllKB book to
lir. LnClero Med. Co., Haverstock Koad.llampstead,
liondon. Kng anddecldnforthetnsetTra whetnertba
New French Heuiedy "THKHAI'IOVNo. I, No.S
or No. 8 Is what they require and have been seeking1
In rain during a life of misery, suffering. Ill health
und unhapplness. Theraplnn Is soldhy druggists or
mull 11.00. Fougera Co , w Beekuian tSU, Now York.
DAISY FLY KILLER ffitf "rlr. ffi
lss. neat, clean or.
namsntal.conTsnJsnL
cbtap. lasts all
saasoa. Mads et
metal, cantsplllortly
OTn will not soil of
Injurs anything.
Guaranteed effsctlrs.
Sold by dealer of
sent prepaid for tU
AI0LO SOlaCEI. tio SsKalb At.. Breoklya, at. T.
W. N. U., LINCOLN, NO. 27-1912.
I
Nebraska Directory
The best In all Commercial Conines.
n rcn catalogue explains ail. Address
W. M. nitl'AMT, President. .
1 i S Ho. 14tU Htreot Lincoln, Neb.
AUCTIONEER
Auctioneers ara not all
alike. Home are much bet
ter than others. The better
the auctioneer tho larger
yoarcneck. Tbabcatielllns
service colts you no mora
than the poorest. There's
froOt,srcurltyandsntlsfso.
Ion In doing business with
Z.H. 1IUAN80N. llT.5t.tk
sa S.sl KtUts AntlluMr, It
Xsarsbstri.se., LUluUI, aUs.
GREEN GABLES
Tba Dr. Beaj. F. Bailey Saaaloriaa
Liacola, Nebraska
Its brick and stone buildings bo taste
fully furnished sndthoroughly equipped.
In the beautiful park of 25 acres, with
staff of experience and a nursing corps
of unusual merit, offers you most per
feet hospital results, yet always pre
serves the atmosphere of a delightful
cojntry HOMB, Write' for particulars.
QMuHlRfaQijXQtQQPIrQV
HHHBj9
afliaSsUaaiil
V
-fcLnfcwH..A.' ii.fnn.
ukV
wAV--.
li. Jit
,Sft!
. 1 1 M..ie
insVMa
WtWiW
sW
IA