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CTTAPTKIt XVII. (Continued.)
That cvcnitii?, as Hope was playing
some Scotch airs, with great taste and
a delicate touch, while Mrs. Saville sat
thinking In her chair and stroking
Prince, a note was brought for Miss
Desmond. Hope finished what sho
was playing, then, asking, "Will you
allow me?" opened the missive.
"It la from Miss Dacre,' she added,
In a minute or two "a most extraor
dinary epistle. She says she writes
with your knowledge and approval.
She asks me to leave you and live with
her, and offers me one hundred pounds
a year. Will you look at It?"
Mrs. Saville stretched out her hand.
and, after reading; the letter, deliber
ately returned it
"How do you mean to reply?"
"Can you ask?" cried Hope "unless,
Indeed, your knowledge of Mi Da-
cro's intention indicates a wish that I
should leave you."
"No, it does not. I thought it right
that you should have the option of re
fusing an advantageous offer. You
would have more gayety, a larger sal
ary, an easier life, with Mary Dacre,
than with a cantankerous old woman
like myself."
"If I had the money I should be
willing to pay a hundred a year to
stay away from Miss Dacre," said
Hope. "You are severe, and rather
formidable, but I feel sure of your
Justice and loyalty, and the restfulness
of life with you is infinitely preferable
to the fevered gayety of Miss Dacre 8
existence."
"I am glad you think so. Write to
her at once."
Hope obeyed, and, after writing with
deliberation for some minutes, gave
the result to Mrs. Saville for perusal.
"Good,'-' said that lady. "It Is Arm
and courteous. Let it be posted at
once. Now play mo the march from
'Tannhau-ier,'"
When that was finished, Mrs. Sa
ville said, "Come and sit down."
Hope obeyed. There was a short
pause, and she went on: "As you have
chosen to stay with me, my dear Miss
Desmond, I shall Increase your salary
to what Miss Dacre offered. "
"You are very good, Mrs. Saville,
but I would rather you did not. I
have quite enough for all I want. A
year hence, wl you have proved
me, it we are sun together ana you
like to offer It But, oh, It is unwise
to look ahead so far."
"I am not a very imaginative ier-
eon,' said Mrs. saviuc, siowiy, "dui it
strikes me you have a history. Miss
Desmond."
"I suppose every one has," said
Hope, smiling. "I too, havo my little
story, and some day, if you ever care
to hear It, I will tell you but not Just
yet."
I suppose it centers round some
love-affair, which you silly young peo
ple always think of the last Import
ance."
"It does. Bald Hope, with grave
feeling; "and I am sure the import
ance cannot be exaggerated. It men
and women only allowed themselves to
tblnk what a sacred and solemn thing
love and its usual ending marriage is,
fewer unhappy ones would take place,
"Ah, with the vast majority love Is
in unknown quantity and an insignifi
cant ingredient Just think what hu
man nature Is, the conditions in which
It lives, moves, and has its being: bow
Is love as you exalted people accept
some buried treasures of Runic in
scriptions, and heaven knows what
else, near Sknrstad. You bad better
get Mrs. Saville away, and yourself,
too. You are looking pale and seedy
excuse a privileged old fellow. You
have by best wliho, my dear girl my
very best Accept a prophecy: I think
we'll turn a corner before long."
And before Hope could ask the mean
ing of his enigmatical words he had
raised his hat, bowed, and departed.
The Unoonaclona TrfbiHa.
When bis business had yiolded Ruth
profits that he began to take Ufa more
easily and think of retiring, Mr.
Holdcn endeavored ta throw some
good things in the way tf a younger
firm. "How about letting lkibbs
Rawson have your next consignment
of canned novelties?" bo suggested to
one of the manufacturers. "They are
hiird-worklng, gentlemanly young fel
lows."
"That's Just the trouble," said the
manufacturer, with a decided shuka
of his head. "I'm no gentlomnn my
self, and I don't propose to mix up
nor have any business dualln's with
gentlemen.
"I'll coiikIki) my goods ta you, same
as I've ul ays done, and you can do
I you like with 'em."
Ilia Brnrfarlloii".
"In my UumMe wuy," s-aul llie oil mag
nate, "I buv aiinleJ ninny a yomiK mun
to gain an edwaliou and tit biuiKi lf for a
tUMivfckful career in life."
"1 don't kaow of nny inwlani-ua In
which yoa l)a," ominiuli tbe muck
raker. "on don't? Think of the niany poor
boys wbo Ware bad to do all tbair study
ing by the light of a ol nil lamp!"
latbrfa Mrla.
Teacher And why are you ao lata,
Tommy'"
Tommy Please, mlaa. its muvver'a
waahia day. 8b' bean and lost
tb ltd f tbe copper, so I've boen alt?
Uog on top to ke Ue sUa la.
SkatcTry Jut..-
it, to exist? There we shall never
agree. Pray get me the Figaro."
Miss Dacre was reproachful, and
even tearful, when Hope next saw her
but the "much desired one" was im
movable.
Is It not extraordinary," cried the
disappointed heiress, "that Ceorge
Lumley went off In that unaccountable
way? There la Bome hidden baneful
Influence at vork. It is always the
same: aB soon us we are growing con
fldential he flies off. It is a hideous
thought, but It bas occurred to mo
that he Is secretly married to some
dreadful woman. What do you think?"
I think there is nothing more un
likely."
"Well, goodby. We return to Lon
don on Wednesday. Perhaps Richard
Saville will be able to tell me some
thing of George. Oh, I forget; wo shall
Just miss him. Well, it you can And
out anything you will be sure to write?
You have treated me very badly; but
do not bear malice. You will find
you have made a great mistake So
goodby."
Mrs. Saville seemed more cheerful
and in a better temper after Lord
Caatleton and his daughter left Pari..
though the presence of her eldest son
was alwayB more or less a trial.
She endured an occasional visit from
Lord Everton, who was quietly pertl
naclous in cultivating friendly rela
tions with her.
He was the only member of the fam
ily who dared to mention her offend
ing son, but he only ventured to do so
when they were ulono.
"I really believe you are softening
Mrs. SiVlllu'B Ktony heart." he paid
one day as ho met Hope coming from
the galleries. "Not, I am sure, by firo
end vinegar, but rather w ith the milk
of buman kindness. She allows me to
mention Hugh, and Just now endured
bearing that I hud a letter from him.
He writes in pood spirits. I believe
tha Vortlgern will be home In August
or September, and then we shall sea
what we shall Bee oh, allow me." for
Hopo had dropped her sunshade and
Btooped to pick It us. "(letting quite
too hot to stay hero. I am oft for
Switzerland; and I hear Richard Is
going to cruise In somebody' yacht to
tha coast ot Norway. He has scent of
CIIAPl'KR XVIII.
The little fishing village of Salnte
Crolx, lying at the mouth of a valley
or gorge which opens from the sea
between high cliffs on the coast of Nor
mandy, has of late been revealed to
Parisians, especially artistic and liter
ally Parisians. One giant of the latter
order has even built himself a villa
well up on the steep side of the val
ley. Artists encamp In the fisher cot
tages turning the kitchens, with their
carved oak dressers and settles, into
living-rooms, and cooking in outhous
es, or getting their food from a ram
bling hotel and restaurant lately insti
tuted by Joining several cottages to
gether, with additions and improve
ments, where a few yards of level
ground intervene between the Bands
and the cliff.
A straggling growth of fine beech
trees stretches down from a large
wood which crowns the gradual ascent
of the valley where it merges Into ih
fiat table-land above, well cultivated.
and rich with fields of corn and colza.
At the date of this story it was known
to few, but, obscure though it was,
Mrs. Saville chose It for a resting-
place before she returned to London.
It was a fine glowing August evening
when, with Miss Desmond, her Ger
man courier, and her English maid,
Mrs. Saville arrived and startled the
sleepy little village into lively curi
osity, as she drove through it in an
old-fashioned traveling-carriage drawn
by four scraggy post-horses, the whole
equipage secured with some difficulty
by the careful courier at the nearest
railway-station. The dogs barked, the
hens cackled, the ducks and geese flew
out of the roadside pond with prodig
ious noise and flutterlngs, as the scare
crow team rattled down the hill to the
shore of the rock-encircled bay along
the edge of which the "Hotel da l'Eu-
rope" stretched its low, irregular front.
The landlord and one male and two
female waiters were drawn up to re
ceive the distinguished guest3 and
usher them to their apartments.
'Madame has a fine view of the bay
and cliffs. The sunsets ire superb, nay,
exquisite, In good weather; and it Is
generally good at Sainte-Croix. I do
rot remember having had the honor of
receiving Madame before.''
I dare say not. You were not old
enough to be the head of such an es
tablishment when I was here last,"
returned Mrs. Saville, more graciously
than she would have spoken to an Englishman.
"Impossible, madame!" cried the
host, with polite incredulity. "Wuen
'11 madame dine?"
At 6. Meantime, we want tea; but
my courier will see to the preparation.
He understands it. Pray, is Madame
d'AIhevllle at the chateau?"
"No, madame. Unfortunately, the
second son of Madame la Marquise was
wounded a week ago In a duel, and
she has gone to nurse him at Greno
ble, I think. Her arrival ia quite uncertain."
"Indeed! I am sorry to hear it."
And she bowed dismissal to her pollta
host
"This is a disappointment," said
Mrs. Saville to Hope. "I quite count
ed on Madame d'Albeville's society.
She is an agreeable, sensible woman,
and rather pleasantly associated with
my former visit to this little hamlet
Come, let us look at our rooni3."
They were small, but more comfort
able than the guests had anticipated.
Hope was greatly pleased with the pic
turesque surroundings, and was anx
ious to Burvey the village.
"Then take Jessop with you for a
ramble. I havo letters to write, and
do not feel Inclined to move. Tell
them to light a fire in the salon. 1
like a fire and open windows. The air
is very fresh and delioiously salt, but
I can quite bear a lire."
Hope willingly accepted tho sugges
tion, and as soon ns they had a cup of
tea ehe set out with the prosaic lady's
niald, glad to enjoy some exercise after
the long cramping Journey by rail and
road. It was indeed a primitive little
place. A narrow stony road led be
tween two irregular lines of detached
cottages, each with a littlo garden,
many of thorn overgrown with ivy und
roses. Frequent steep paths betweeu
them led to huts perched on the hill
Hides above them. Gradually tiio road
climbed up clear of those sunoundinfr-i
to win ro on the higher ground the
ruins of a modlaovaj abbey peeped out
from the shelter of tho surrounding
hooch woods. 1 1 'j , i.ml her compan
ion ilhl not venture quite h far, but
oven tiom tho hoi;;lit they had attain
ed l'.io looked out over tho bluo
water of the Channel, now glltterin;;
and laughing la the strong light of the
westering sun.
"We must return now, Jessop," said
Hope. "Mrs. Saville will have been a
Ioiik time alone by tbe time we get
back.
"Sha will indeed, miss; and what
made Mrs. Saville come to this savage
place is past my comprehension." re
turned Hie abigail, in an aggrieved
tone. "There seems to be nothing but
common people without tthoes to the'.r
feet going about. I am sure Mrs. S-
Tlllo would have got her health better
at Inglefield, with the comforts and
decencies as become her station around
her."
"Perhaps fo; but this Is a sweet
rlaoe. I think I could enjoy it in
tensely, if If " She paused, and
Iter rich red lips parted In an uncon
scious smile.
"If your young gentleman was here,
miss?" Bald Jessop, with a confidential
smirk. Jessop had grown friendly and
patronizing to her lady's young com
panion. Hope laughed, and the yearning of
her heart prompted her to reply, "Yea,
that would make it a heavenly place,
Jessop; but I must not allow myself
to think of such Joy."
"That's a pity, miss. So there li a
young gentleman? Indeed, I'd be sur
prised it there was not I hope be
isn't far away, miss?"
"Yes, there is many a weary mil
between us."
"That's bad, miss. Men are an In
constant lot; it's out of sight out ot
mind with most of them. I was en
gaged once myself, to a young gentle
man In the grocery line, but be be
haved most treacherous, and married
a butcher's daughter. She was freckled
and cross-eyed, but she had a tidy bit
ot money; and a man would marry
the Witch of Eudor for that'
"I dara dare say the Witch of En
dor was a verf attractive woman,"
"Law, miss! an old witch?"
"Oh. no; a nice witch is never old."
Here this intellectual conversation
was Interrupted by the sound of ap
proaching wheels, and the pound,
pound, pound, crunch, crunch, of a pa
tient, heavy-footed horse toiling slowly
up-hill.
(To be continued.)
"WHO GIVETH HIMSELF."
HATS VS. MEN'S HAIR.
tho
tbe Dnld Itrnlher Equal to
OrdealAnd In Flytlme.
While the masculine hatless club uaa
not yet struck Pittsburg, it is bound
to come. Pittsburg is never far be
hind in the march of progress, so that
any day we may expect to see promi
nent citizens strolling along 5th ave
nue or Wood street with their ambro
sial locks bared to the saucy breeze.
In Qmahi it is the baldheadcd men
who have organized a hatless club.
The new scientific theory that the
wearing of hats brings baldness has
Induced them to adopt heroic meas
ures to recover their hair. In Chi
cago the hatless fad has been taken
up by the citizens whose domes ot
thought are still crowned by the nat
ural covering, on the principle that
prevention Is better than cure, and
they are going to give the new theory
a thorough trial. Undoubtedly they
are proceeding on the right track. Es
pecially at this season of the year,
when files are pernlcinously active, it
requires courage of a high order for
a baldheaded man to leave his hat at
home. And then there is the possiun
ity that no practical benefit will re
sult. But It seems to have been pretty
effectively demonstrated that fresh air
is conducive to the preservation of
such hair as one already possesses.
Now that hatless clubs are being or
ganized in all parts of the country, it
Is advisable for men to Inform them
selves of the conditions for member
ship. It Is necessary to take the pledge
to abstain from the wearing of hata
In any form until the first snow flies.
The first frost Is no excuse for don
ning the derby. Members must go hat
less to business. Convivial individuals
will be Bhocked to learn that even tha
nightcap Is prohibited. The rules are
strict, and for any infractin a heavy
fine is imposed. Are men willing to
go through this severe ordeal for the
sake of keeping their good looks? And,
indeed, is even total baldness unlove
ly? Why should it be so considered?
The savage, It Is true, rejoices in flow
ing tresses, but a3 man advances In
civilization, he, loses hi3 hair. There
are no bald Indians, but how many ot
our captains of Industry and profe
Bors of Sanskrit are characterized by
hirsute deficiencies! May not bald
ness, then, be regarded as a mark ot
the highest culture? There is anothel
phase of the question which, It II
feared, has not 'been given due consid
eration by the hatless clubbevs. It li
the danger of venturing Into the bright
sunshine with unprotected head.
Death, on the authority of the proverb,
loves a shining mark, and why Bhomd.
it not select the glittering, hairless
cranium as a target for tha solar raysl
Evidently there aro two sides ot thil
matter and both should be carefully
weighed before man dooms his faith
ful old hat to permanent retirement
on the top shelf of tho clothes press.-
Pittsburg Gazette-Times.
A Doubtful Cuiuiillment.
"Ma wants two pounds of butter ex
actly like what you sent U3 last. II
it ain't exactly like that she won't
take it," said the small boy.
The grocer turned to his numeroul
customers and remarked blandly:
"Sonif people In my business don't
like particular customers, but I do.
It's my delight to serve them what
they want. I will attend to you In
a moment, little boy."
"lie sure to get the same kind," said
tho boy. "A lot of pa's relations la
visiting at our house and ma doesn't
want 'cm to come again." Tit-Cits.
Why She llulea lllin.
Resale There goes that Mr. Prim
pie. I low I do hate the man!
Klity The idea! Not a single word
has ever passed between you and him.
Hossie Uut you should have seen
the way that he and Hortha Twlttla
wont on at the reception last night I
never did HKe licrtha.
due on la.
Ostond Father Adam used the
greensward a a carpet, didn't he, pa?
Pa Yes, my son, and Father Adam
was lucky.
Ostend How so, pa?
Pa Why, he had a carpet that
didn't havo to bo beaten every spring.
t-'avurllra.
"What are you oing to put la
there?" asked his wife.
"Peas, dear." replied tho man with
the trowel. "Say, If you're going InU
the bouse bring out a can with you,
You know the kind we had for dla
ner yesterday."
German soil feeds nlne-tenthi Of feat
peopJ.
A Heart. Itendlnv -rllr for tfc
llnok-l.ovlnu Woman,
Cella Framley hnd dropped In to
have a chat a "next to the last
word," she always called It with her
friend, Marcla Leslie. At last, having
talked with all her rnsual eager vivaci
ty, ehe sat leisurely back, sirring hef
cup of tea.
"I'll have another lump, Marcla,"
she paid, with mock reproach. "You're
always forgetting that I haven't Just
one sweet tooth, but a whole set of
them. Now tell me, what have you
been doing?"
"A very useful thing, rny dear," an
swered her friend, slowly. "I've been
Interesting myself in Myrtle's read
ing." Miss Framley gave a little Bhrlek of
amusement. "What, 'The Duchess'
and 'Laura Jean Llbbey?' 'Oh, What
a falling off Is there!'" she quoted,
with genial sarcasm, for immediately
her mind made a vivid picture of Myr
tle, a half-pretty, wholly pathetic little
figure, who plodded patiently through
her cleaning cares, apparently unfitted
for any others.
But Marcla had already broken out
In ardent defense of her protege.
"No, not trash at all, and you'll nev
er believe me, but it's poetry," she
said. "I threw away an old Brown
ing text Bob had in college, and Myr
tle found it and asked mc if she might
have It I gave It to her and I
laughed; and I bate myself whenever
I think of It Do you know, she's read
It all, with such Intelligent apprecia
tlon!
"Why, the other night sha looked at
the west, and said, 'Miss Marcla,
suppose that's what Browning means
when he says, "Where the quiet col
ored end of evening smiles."' And
for her birthday, last week, I gave her
Palgrave'a 'Golden Treasury' befor
this I've always given her silly bowl
and collars and she's read It all aloud
to her mother, and they loved it Poor
little thing! She has bo few books!"
, All through Marcla's speech Cella
had put in little fluttering "Ahs!" and
"Ohs!" of excitement and interest, and
when her friend stopped speaking, she
was sitting quite on the edge ot her
chair.
"I'm a beast, and a stupid one, too,
to misjudge Myrtle so!" she declared.
warmly, for she loved and admired
with eager Intelligence all good litera
ture. "And as a penance I'm going to
give her some of my treasures."
But in the common light of the next
day her generous Impulse was harder
to carry out. She stood before her
bookcase, fingering the volumes, and
wondering how she could ever bear
parting with them. A country doctor'
daughter, books were her luxury. The
Thackeray Ehe had earned by endless
copying of manuscripts for her father;
the beautiful edition of Tennyson
meant that she had worn Bhabby
gloves for a winter; the set of Jane
Austen a willingly renounced party
frock. '
Her beloved books! Now, half-heart
edly, she built her sacrificial pile
Then a sudden thought made her
throat tighten and ache a little. Books
had always seemed very real to her,
their authors living friends. Would
her idols feel that she loved them less
well, cherished thrm less tenderly, If
she gave them away? She picked up
her copy of Lowell, and it fell open
easily to "The Vision of Sir Launfal,"
almost her dearest poem. And out of
the whole page these two lines seemed
to spring:
"Who giveth himself with his nlmi
f?ds three,
Himself, his hungering neighbor, and
Me!"
"That settles it!" she said, aloud
"Cella, you're a selfish pig! The best
way to love the masters Is to share
their glory with some one else." She
caught up a generous armful and ran,
hatless, impetuous, to Marcla's door.
"Give these books to Myrtle and 1
want her to keep them with my
love!" Bhe panted, and she thrust out
the pile. Then she turned and walked
quickly away. She had glveu herself
with her alms. Youth's Companion.
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FASHION HINTS
MUSICIAN A MASTER OF WIT.
nioifraphy of Kdnard MacDowell
llevntln Ma'trr'a CanMlc Humor,
In a biography of Edward MacDow-
ell by Lawrence Gllman, the writer
quo tea some of the famous musician's
witticisms. On one occasion he had
been told of a performance of bis
composition, "To a Wild Rose," played
by a high-school girl on a high-school
piano at a blgh-school graduation fes
tivity. "Well." MacDowell remarked,
I suppose sha pulled it up by tha
roots!"
Some one sent htm, about this time.
relates Mr. HumUton, a program ot
an organ recital at which this same
"Wild Rose" was to be played.
"Ha wait not pleased with the Idea,
thinking doubtless of a style of per
formance which plays Schumann's
Traumerei' on the great organ dia
pasons. He remarked simply that It
reminded him of a hippopotamus wear
ing a clover loaf in his mouth."
A member of one of hU classes at
olunibla, finding more unoccuple4
space on tne page ot nis noon, aner
finishing the exercise, filled up the va
cancy with rests. When his book wa
returned the page was covered with
corrections ia.ll except thoso bars of
rests, which were Inclosed in a red
lino and marked:
"This Is the only correct passage in
'.ha exercise."--Youth's Companion.
In eiT i:nlunil.
Mr. Huuld What do ou want to be
when you grow up, Johnny?
Johnnie I w si nt to bo a musician.
Mr. llauld A musician! Why?
Johnnie- -Yes, sir-ee; I wanter bn
pled piper. J ust ihlnk of all the pie
he must pet! Boston Herald.
Thi coat gives a good idea of the tea
lon'i tendency toward the Moyen Aft
style low waist line and pleated skirt. A
ink biaa diagonal doth ia sed here,
Batching tha one-piece dress worn with it.
THE REAL SLAVE.
What II Want. ..I.
"Say," said tho couutry resident to
.he city clerk In the furniture store,
"I want to look at one of them there
Information bureaus. I understand
they ro tha latest thing out " Detroit
Free Press.
Walt 1 nlll "Out of the ooil."
When thou bast not crossed th)
river, take care not to insult tha croco-
lite. Hawaiian Proverb.
F.aarlUfc Art or Sara BIca, Mat
Woatem, Meed Mora Llbartjr.
"It's all right to talk about woman
suffrage," said William Hawtrey, a
noted Eiglish artor, "but what I think
we all need Is more liberty for men.
"Women have a lot more real liberty
than men. Take the question of hats,
for Instance. Gat a crowd of men to
gether and shout 'Hats off,' and every
one of us gets bareheaded in the short
st possible time. Could you do it
with women? Not In a million years.
Why, they bad to pass laws before
tbey could get womoa to lake off their
cats in tha theaters.
"Suppose a man cam home at night
and told his wife that he'd bought a
new blue hat that was a perfect dream.
Would sho be Interested in th hat?
Not at all. A new bat Tbe Idea;
hy, be had a perfectly good derby
that he wore last tall. Wbat possible
use could he have for two bats? His
mind must be affected.
"Just suppose; I say suppose, for
course no man would have the courage
to do it, but Just for the sake of argn
ment let us suppose that a fellow did
tell his wife that he thought her last
season's hat was good enough for this
season. Can you Imagine wbat his lif
would be for the rent of tha summer?
"No, sir; wbat ts really needed !
mora freedom for maa."
Had Nolhlaa; aa Bill.
"Kid, wot's ynr name?" akttd the bey
with the dirty faca, ta faugh a knotboU
ia the back yari fence.
"BilL anewerea the rx-w boy, who was
on tha other skie ot tbe one. "Wot's
your'n?"
"Dick. Say, I'll bet my dad km taaa
twice as big a chaw ' tnbncitrr aa years
kin."
"That ln't aothin'," scornfully re
joined the new boy. "My dads jot a
cork leg, air yoirp barn c r Vfclcai
Tribnoe.
POOD QTJB6TT0 "
Ot
Settle with Perfect HatUfaatloa
a Dyapratle.
It's not an easy matter to satisfy all
the Members of the family at aaa'
tlroe as evry housewife knows.
And w4ei? the huslxind has dyspep
sia aad can't eat tbe simplest ordinary
food without oaasing trouble, the foo4
quastiaa bocoines doubly annoying.
An niinoie woman writes:
"My husband's health was poor, ha
had no appetite tor anything I could
get for him, it seemed.
"Ho wae hardly able to work, wai
takiae medicine continually, and at
soon as be would feel better would go
to work again enly to give up in a
few weeks. Ha miffumd severely with
stomach trouble.
"Tirad of everything I had been
abla to s for bint to eat, one day
seeing otj advert inemeat about Grap
Nuts. I got some iid he triad it for
breakfast the ueoit morning.
"We aQ iiright It wrs pretty good,
although we hal na Wen of ualnp it
n-prularly. But whws nty husband cama
home at &4,-bt be afd for Grapa
Nuls. "It was He wimo next day and I
had to get It right alang, because when
wa would got to the table tho ques
tion, 'Have you any Grape-Nut?' was
a regrJar thing. So I began to buy
it by the dozon pkps.
"My hniiband'u bmltU began to Im
prove ri&ht alon. I sojnetiraes foU
offended when I'd make something t
thought he wonUl like for a change,
and btill hear tha sauia old question,
'lluva you any Grape-NutsT
"He got so v U tbat for tha last two
years ha has hardly lost a day from
his work, and we ore etlll nslng
(Irapo Muta." Road tbe book, "Tb
Rottd to WfsWIUe." to gs. "There's
a Rea&on."
Rver read H above letter? A
now on appears from Mrne to tins,
The are genuine, trwc, and full ot
human tflterest.