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PisipipjBBasHPissFHspwaife iii l! ill ., -vTs- ,,fVvt.Jisf4-frta f f SANDERS THE VALIANT By ROY NORTON Copjrrlgbt by I ANDERS, moro than any ono else, felt tho Isola tion of It. With nil Its familiarity, thoro was a senso of great strnngo noss brooding ominously oyer tho scene. The big mill down In the hollow was there even us It was when ho went away to tho far east, but n year before the same shaft-house reared Its ungainly head above Its footing of leveled dump, tho tramway Btretched snakelike around the hills, and the blacksmith's shop squatted out on tho foreground. But every where thero was silence. A strlko was on cruel, relentless, long drawn and effective. And San ders' heart was filled with a great pity and a great loneliness, for many of these men were his friends, and they were fighting the greatest man in the woild, his hero, McCarthy tho man agor. It seemed preposterous that they should b9 at enmity with his Ideal. Why, McCarthy was every man's friend, If the man was only worth while. McCarthy had given him a stage in tho older days, had nursed men who were sick, had looked after the welfare of the widowed, and im poverished himself to assist others, and, best of all, had married tho Dream Lady. Sanders felt very moody, and over his frecklod face there crept u gloom strangely at variance with the lines of good humor that crinkled tho cor ners of his eyes, and even swept up to the'very roots of his red hair. From the manager's house In tho rear there floated to him through tho opened windows McCarthy's big, booming voice, carrying a note of min gled stubbornness and sorrow. "It's not our own old men that are at fault," the voice said, evidently ad dressing the Dream Lndy. "It's these new men that have entered the dis trict. Men that have come from tho foreign mines, and who are alwayB rampant unionists. They don't under stand conditions, and have swept those who do off their feet and out of reason in their demands. It wouldn't hurt so much If some of our old men, who used to be such good friends of mine, were not suffering." Tho speech ended in a long-drawn sigh, and tho twittering of a bird In the tamaracks distracted Sanders' attention. "But why are you so worried to day?" camo tho Dream Lady's voico, with an undertono of insistence. Sanders felt that McCarthy was try ing to evade something, and waited impatiently for the answer. It camo after much hesitation. "Well, I may ua well tell you tho truth, because you will know it all sooner or later. I received notice last night that the men, aggravated by our ability to keep tho pumps going and the underground workings free from water, are going to resort to violence. There are threats from the worst of them that they will dynamite tho boiler-house." A sharp, low excliimation came from the Dream Lady within, and San ders hurriedly jumped to his feet and ran Into the house. The mine-manager sat with his hands tightly clenched, his gray-fringed head drop ped forward, and his whole posture that of despondency. His dark eyes blazed with resolution unspoken, and his set Jaws told of another side to the impending struggle. Both San ders and the Dream Lady read his purpose, and understood. "Oh, Mack," pleaded the Dream Lady, dropping to her knees by his side, "you aren't going to stay hero and fight them, are you? Tho mine Isn't worth your life. You are mine. You belong to me, and to Sanders." Sanders felt that ho had been ap pealed to .by tho Dream Lady, but for once was without an answer. "I'm going to send you and San ders away," said McCarthy, without looking up. Sanders rose In open rebellion. "You can send her if you want to," he said. "We don't want her to get hurt. But you can't send me. I'm goin' to stick. You always stuck by me, and I always stuck by you. And we ain't goln' to bo unstuck now," he conclud ed sharply. McCarthy felt that he was receiving the last Btraw when such opposition camo from within hlB own household. He pleaded with them, tried to show that they might" bo In danger; be sought them to go, because he would worry over their safety, and finally commanded. As a compromise, he allowed them two days respite, tel.lng them that ho feared no nttack until at least ono moro atturapt at conciliation had failed. Then, to avoid further discussion of whnt he considered a final solution, he put on his hat, aimlessly picked up a rubber coat, and strode out across tho porch, and down tho pathway to the Idle plant.- Sanders patted tho Dream Lady af fectionately on tho shoulder, and put his arms around her neck, in tho vain vhope of comforting her. Sho drew hlra to her until the shock of red hair was pillowed on her breast, and then broke Into quivering sobs. Tho boy, with a wisdom far beyond his years, silently slipped through the door and out on the hillside, and left her to the efllcncy of tears. Ho re membered with vividness the fow REBEL AGAINST SCOTCH RULE Future Games of Golf May De Robbed of Their Placidity Putters Cause of Rumpus. M aaaiaaM The rumblings of rebellion aro in Iho-Alr. "Wo will not," say certain progressive golfers, "be dictated to by St. Andrews or anybody elso In the matter of putters." Putters, it may bo stated for the benefit of the nonelect, are Implements by means of which ' tha golf ball la given its last delicate 313 F. L. Nelson times that ho had Indulged In such a luxury. His life up to a year ngo had been too hard. Down bolow him In the canon stretched tho road whero on he had driven a stage and fought his own way In man's fashion; across tho gulch was a decaying cnbln, to which his father yoars boforo had been brought, mortnlly Injured; In that cabin his brother had died, and from its doors they had carried the body of his mother. And now, after a year in the Enst under tho care of his foster-mother, he htd come back joyously to tho hills his hills to find nothing but trouble. It wasn't that he minded It in his own behalf, but because the Dream Lady, as he called her, was in grief, and because the grim, quiet mino-managor, her hus band, was In danger. With tho restlessness of his age ho decided to take the trail along the top of, the hill, and come down to tho American mine. He swung silently, with the free step of the born moun taineer, up tho mountain's side, out along the ridge, and down across the crest. From the point where ho paused on , the top he looked back on tho silent camp, with its row of untenanted cab ins and assay-offices, empty bunk houses and staring, boarding shacks, Idle mills and unanlmated rows of ore-enrs. A voice from below him ar rested his attention. It was an ex cited one, rnised almost to a shout. Sanders felt the necessity of further knowledge and the Imperative need of stealth. He slipped off his shoes, took to the brush, and crept or wrlgglod toward the sound. His way led him over small, open spaces, or through tangles of undergrowth, until he came sheer out upon an abrupt lodge that towered up to a broken ending, whero its hardness had defied nature's ero sion, and left it standing solitary, like a little cliff on the mountain's iace. With care, that no loose rock should bo sent flying down as a warning to those below, he stretched himself on his stomach, and cautiously worked out to the edge. Below him, In various attitudes, were grouped a number of tho striking miners, resting in tho warmth of tho sun, and in earnest argument. San dors noticed with joy that nearly l were familiar, and know them for what McCarthy had onco been wont to call "Tho Old Guard." "I'm sick of this," said tho speaker, a former shift-boss. "They always treated me right at the mine, and there was never any row until this bunch of Pennsylvanlans camo in here. And why did they come? Be cause their own unions had forfeited their charter, and run them out for the trouble-makerH they are," "Yes, but why did Mack put them on?" insisted another voice, that had evidently been the speaker in a pre vious discussion. "Because he needed miners, and had to tako what ho could get," sharply answered tho former shift-boss. "Then why didn't you kick harder before we all went on strike, If you knew all this?" sneered tho objector. "I did, but you wero one of the sore heads that wanted a flght, and I had to shut up." "Yes," said another. "You wanted a flght, and you got it, I guess." "Hero, hero!" interrupted a gray bearded man, seated at the side. "We all make mistakes, and some aro right and somo are wrong. The question is, did we old hands join these fellows with the idea that if we were shut out there would be powder used to kick to pieces the plant wo helped make? Are we going to stand for It? As man to man, did tho boss ever flght us but fair? Ain't thero fifty of us that wants to drop the whole flght. go to Mack as mn, and say wo done wrong; take our medicine, and come back." A rumbling of assent swept over the crowd. "But we've got to act quick," con tinued the elder man. "There's a com mittee of a hundred going up thero to-day and unless Mack gives In which we all kuow ho won't do they will blow her up tonight." ' "(Jood God!" camo from Sanders' dry throat. Even now they might be there at tho mine. A hundred ngainst three. Even now they wero perhaps on tholr wny to try to terrorize tho man who was moro than father to him In an agony of careful hnste the boy wormed his way back across the faco of the ridge, out Into tho under growth and up tho hillside, nnd broke into a wild run. Heedless of the thorns that toro him, of tho sharp stones that cut his feet, or the rug gedness of tho mountainside ho fled fled back to give warning. Beads of perspiration cut rivulets down his dust-grimed faco, and his heart struck his ribs as though battering at a cita del. His breath came In gasps, and, when ho paused to scalo a ledge, his knees fluttered strangely But no sob came to tho grim little lips, no tears welled to the shrewd little eyes, and no thought of far lurked In his hard driven heart. Breaking through a thicket at the top, he came in sight of tho shaft and boiler-houses. Ho groaned In agony of disappointment. They had boat him up while he had listened to the talk of the peaceful clement back there un der the rocks. shovo Into tho roceptaclo provided for It on tho green, technically known as a hole. For several seasons British golfers, and especially those supposed to have tho traditions of the game particular ly In their keeping, the St Andrews players, havo beeiHlretting and stow ing over American Innovations in tho putter line. Finally during this last fall, on September 27 to be exact, tho St. Andrews commltteo came out with a positive prohibition of tho American contraption known as a Schenectady I putter, and all of Its congeners They Down below in the yard, or lovel placo between tho shaft-houses nnd the shops, wns what looked llko an army of men. Tho place was black with them. With his back against the shaft-houso, stood the manngor, his great, stocky foim planted squarely on wide-spread feet, his unarmed hands hanging loosdly by his sides, and his whole attltudo that of unwavering de termination. Ho was evidently ad dressing the men, because at some thing ho said Sanders saw tho crowd break into hoarse shouts and wild gesticulation. McCarthy stood un moved, nnd apparently was talking to them again. Sanders waited to seo or hear no more. Ho rnn unobserved down to the long tramway and entered It through n placo where a board was loose at the bottom With glowing eyes ho raced through tho soml-darknoss to ward tho shaft-house. As he dashed through tho shaft house he saw Glover, tho loyal, stand ing cnlmly by tho side of tho dark opening with a rifle In his hand. Ho scarcely saw John, the grim old engl- 'nocr, who was carefully, but with haste, loading a long-barreled and blackened Colt's. Hero were tlioso who would make any attack a bloody one. Outside, the noise of shouting and of wild voices came to htm strongor. The excitement seemed to be growing with frightful rapidity. He would have plunged through an opening near Mack, if tho lattor had not observed him and said hnstily and with em phasis: "Sanders, get back In there quick." Ho hesitated to obey, and tho big man said quietly: "You have never refused to obey me yet. Get back, I tell you, and stay there. This Is no place for you." ' Scurrilous epithets were being plionted by the strikers. McCarthy took no heed, but stood as calmly as befoio. A harsh, Insulting voice from the rear of the crowd shouted some thing In which the namo of the man ager's wife was coupled. s The leash on tho big man's temper wns breaking. Ho had stood all he would stand. There was a time to end all things, and even kindness no longer played a part In this game. "Stop!" he shouted, his face crim son with the rush of emotion, and his hitherto unclenched hand thrown iuto tho air with a gesture eloquent of commnnd. Tho older habit of obedience nnd tho lurking respect for u man In his position compelled them to listen. His voico was deadly quiet now, and pitched In a tone of tensity that be tokened the strain under which ho wns laboring. Those of tho mob who would have Jeered were hushed by their follows, Tho manager waited until tho silence wns so comploto that the chug-chug of the pumplng-machln-cry came through tho boardings. "This is no longer a strike," he said quietly; "It's a lockout. This mine has never opposed a union. It has never tried to Import non-union labor. It never had trouble with Its own men until you fellows camo hero from tho East. In all tho months It has been tied up, It has tried to recover peace Its old men aro honest nnd want to work as honest men. But you you dirty crowd of coal-heavers!" His did it in a roundabout, complicated, mathematical way, but tho wording was effective, and thereafter the Schenectady became an outlaw in England. It haa been customary for tho United States Golf association, which rules tho American links, to Import into its own rules without much questlou or scrutiny the decisions of its Scottish brothers. At the time whon the Schenectady was put in the index ex purgatorlus, as above described, some public comment was made hero as to the unnecessary arbitrariness of the control, so long held, was going. Tne thought of that last Insult rankled and burned. His face became livid with passion. His dark eyes blared, and when ho resumed both lists wero elenchod nnd shaking at them. "You aro a pack that was practically scab bed Au your own-country, couldn't get work of any kind thero, and I know It. I disliked your brand from tho start, nnd you novor wero moro than half miners. , You didn't know oro from vmuck. And, worst of all, you are a pack of cowards. Now now you are locked out!" All previous outbursts were outdono by the frenzy that followed his speech. The crowd, which had stood still or writhed beneath the denunciations ho had hurled, burst Into curses, Jeers, or threats. Tho raucous voice from the rear mado itsolf heard abovo the din in loud shoutings for a rope. "Hang hlml" It cried. "Hang him!" As waves tossed by a typhoon, the mob surged and billowed to and fro. The manager seemed to grow moro compact, and n dendly light shone In hi? eyes. A board behind him burst outward, and the gaunt, gray faco of the engineer was thrust through, and after It came a hand which tondered McCarthy the weapon. The manager took It automatically, and stood in a crouching attitude watting for the at tack. Glover appeared at tho opening. "Get back," tho manager command ed. "Stick to tho pumps. It's mo they want. The pumps tho pumps fur God's sake keep thorn going. Stick to tho pumps!" Suddenly, and as If by agreement, n shower of stones nnd broken plecea WAITING FOR THE ATTACK. of oro camo hurtling through the air. They rang spitefully agalnht tho wood en sides of the shaft-house and tram, and rolled from the slanting roofs with rumbling notes. McCarthy was down and out. A rock had struck him full on tho fore head, its Jagged corners laying open his scalp and felllug him. Sanders, disobedient at lust, could stand no more. He broke through tho opening, his lithe form bounding Into tho open and halting In front of the fallen man. Ho stood ovor him, try ing with his little body to protect the gieat bulk beneath, In desperation he shrieked to the strikers to stop, to wait, to do anything but throw more A fow more scattering rocks fell near him, but nono struck the mark. The mob, robbed for an Instant of Its prey, hesitated to stono to death a mero boy. Thero was something so fearless and yet so appealing In tils altitude that It cried pause. Sanders, In a fury of rage, tho blood of fighting Irish ancestors coursing hotly In his veins, harangued them oven as they commanded him to step nsldo or run away "You low-down pups," ho shouted; "thero Isn't a one of you that would dare tackle him alone. No, nor any two of you. You wero afraid. You knew he would lick you. You had to como In a bunch In order to keep your nervo up. Thcro's half of you that never woro treated as white as ho did, and thcro's ono or two of you out there that owe more than thnt to him That's right, Bill Burton," ho shout ed to ono who was stepping from his view. "I'd sneak, too, If I wero you exclusion, and since then tho rule has been set aside in official competitions in this country. At tho coming an nual meeting of the United States Golf association tho question Is to como up for settlement. And it is generally predicted that tho St. An drews ruling will ha publicly spurned. Indeed, It appears that English golf ers thomsolves have a soft spot in their hearts for the Schenectady, or, at least, for tho privilege of freedom of choice, and an uprising in tho John Bull country against "putting without representation" Is not Improbable. When your wife wns dying, before you took to booze, ho mado you a present of money enough to tide you over And you. too. Leopold," he Jeer ed nnothor, "you ought to throw rocks because when thoro wasn't a holo In (ho Bluo Mountains would havo you, lie gave you woik " Behind hla sturdy little form, as ho talked, McCarthy had risen to a sit ting position, nnd consciousness wns returning. He weuveil to and fro with dizziness, but was wiping tho blood from his oyes. It was all coming rap idly back. Ho must got Sanders away from thoro. They would hurt him Ho stnrted to rise to his feet. Tho crowd, hushed for tho mlnuto by tho tempest of Sandors speech, was again violent. They wanted to wait no longer. They woro blood hungry and tired of dolny. There was but ono man In tho mob brutal enough to strike down a boy. Swift as a bullot nnd as sure of aim camo a stone, striking Sandors a glan cing blow on the head. Like an nnl mnl stricken to death, hla legs crum plod beneath him, his arms stretched wldoly out, his head flew backward and ho fell Inert in tho body of the man he had tried so valiantly to pro tect. Tho crowd, baited by tho apparent trngody, was awed. Thoso who hnd boys of tholr own, or who romembcred little Sanders as tho stago-drlvcr, wero shockod to heart and nshamed Tho mob-fever was passing, nnd In Its stead stood shamo. Shnmo that 0nu dors, one of their own peoplo, nftor all, was lying there, white nnd limp and llfolcss. McCarthy, sobbing with grent dry sliuUiugj, i.atl gained , ... ....v.... and was stooping over tho boy. The sense of a great boreavomont swept over him, and the wave of tondornoss that had mado him forget tho mob was un bearable. With white face, stained and streak ed with blood from his wound, ho turn ed slowly toward the crowd as would u wounded lion, and in his eyes there smoldered n glow of unfathomable misery. He looked out on thorn, nH If realiz ing for tho first time tho full forco of the fact that concealed within that crowd somewhere was the man who had struck down Sanders. Even as they watched him, thoy saw his ex pression change to ono of such mnlevo lent hatred, such demoniacal hunger ing for revenge, that thoy shuddorod. Thoy saw his Jaws como togethor con vulsively, and saw him gather tho limp ltttlo form Into his arms and rise to his feet Sanders' head diopped back, as did his arms, across tho manager's hold, and his legs swung lifelessly. McCarthy, bearing hlu Infrdon light ly, was transformed. With ono bound he swept out Into tho crowd, with the lurid light of murder shooting from beneath his shaggy, down drawn brows, his hair dlshoveled, tho blood drip-dripping unhcoded from his wound, a plcturo of bersorker rngo. He hail hut one wish, mod and over powering, nnd that was to kill. They parted before him as ho wont, giving always a free way. And to nnd fro through tho mob ho surged wildly, fiercely, dendly, demanding to The putters' rebellion teems to be based on sound sportsmanship vie., tho feeling that the Individual player should bo given all possible freedom of choice not Inconsistent with tho spirit and character of the game. Always Trouble, "More trouble,'' sighed Murphy, put ting on his coat. "If It ain't ono thing Its another." "What's the matter now," queried his good wife, "Moro labor troubles," answered Murphy bo shown tho man who had thrown the last rock. From tho, rear came tha voice or the engineer, who did not understand San dors' fall or tho situation: "Are you going to Icavo the shaft-houso, Mc Carthy?" There was no Instant's hesitation In his reply: "To holl with tho shnft houso and tho mine! I'm going to find tho man that did this, and kill him! By God, I'll kill him!" ho roar ed, as ho wont his wny. As ho charged through the awod nnd terror-stricken mob nnd out past the concealing corner of the blacksmith shop in his futllo search of hate, ho camo Into view of his houso on the hillside. . The ngonlzed scream of a woman rent tho nlr and attracted his atten tion. His wife hnd seen him nt last, and had soon In his arms tho little fig ure. Suddenly, nnd In vlow of all those who looked up from bolow, sho tottered and fell her length on tha veranda. McCarthy paused In his march, then turned and gazed at those around htm. Onzed unBppakingly. Tho furious blnzo died out of his eyes and sanity returned, leaving stamped on his face a look of blttor, uncompromising sor row nnd accusation. Steadily and with no bnckward look at either the mob ho hnd fought or tho plant he hnd protected, ho strode up tho hlllsldo. As thoy stood silent nnd abashed, as though rooted to the spot, they saw him disappear Into the dnrkness of tho doorwny. Saw him ro turn, and, still without looking In tholr direction, gather tenderly In his arms the unconscious form of his wlfo. Then, as if to shut thorn out from sanctity, tho door closed, whlto anil unblinking In tho sunlight; and thoy, shamo-strlckon, without word of mouth or thought of further violence, and as If directed by one Impulse), went slowly down tho road. When night enme tho moon gleam ed whltedly down through tho tama racks and pines and made of tho si lent, ungainly buildings cnstles of rare design. Thoro was a knock at the cabin on tho hill, the door was thrown widely open, and tho giant form of the man ager was outlined within It, as though frnmod In silhouette Without speech or salutation ho confronted tho score of men bolow. From whero they stood thoy could soo, In the light shining within tho room, a cot on which lay a little ban daged llguro, around which there moved solicitously a womnn and a bearded ninn whom they recognized as the camp surgeon. Thoy stood nervously twisting tholr hats In their hands, as If but eft of speech. Thero was something of lone liness nnd accusation In thnt silent. Immovable bulk In tho doorway, plant ed thoro as though IndtfTcront to fenr or favor. Tho gray-halfcd spokesman, nftor tho quietude had seemed prolonged Into ages, watted his parched lips and said: "Wo'vo come, sir, to find out how Sanders Is?" The man In tho doorway answered poftly "Tho doctor nays ho will live, thank God!" And It was a prayer lie gave, of untold thankfulness, which found an echo In tho hearts of tha men beforo him. Ho said no more, evidently belloving that speech was useless and tho world contnlnod noth ing further to talk about. Tho men shifted from one foot to the other In speechless embarrass ment, nnd then, as having rellovod tholr minds, turned to go. The som bre flguro still stood motionless lrf the doorwny. "Oh, by tho way," said tho gray haired spokosmnn, as If romomborlng something which hnd oscnpod his mempry, "we, as a commltteo from all tho minora, como to toll you thnt tho strike was unanimously declnred off tonight." And so thoy left him, standing colos sal and silent, In tho doorway of his home. The "BarefooTed Gazette."1 The carrying of firearms by bur glars 1ms been deprecated In Bostat ska Gazota, which apparently Is the only newspaper to represent tho views of tho thieving fraternity. Tha first number of the Barefooted Ga zette made Its appearance In Moscow on July 1, 1908, At first it was re garded as a comic weekly, and the authorities paid no attention to It; hut they soon dls , red that it wns tho official organ Russian tlilovcs, Every week nccounts of tho lntost burglaries and thefts wero given, fol-' lowed by comments In which mistakes thnt lod to dlsqovery and enp'turo were criticised, and vnrious pointE of tho technique of thieving wero dis cussed The editor often pointed out tho folly of carrying rovolvors whon pursuing the peaceful profession oi burglary, and ndvlsed his readers to. avoid bloodshed whenover posslblo. For somo tlmo the police wero baf fled In tholr nttompts to find the pub lisher of this remarkable Journal, hut at length thoy succeeded, and the Ga zetto ceased to appoar. Too Progressive. "That man Is at least ten year ahead of his tlmo." "What 1b ho?" "Tl.o census takor who gave oui town Mh surprising population flo ures." Exchange. 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Nothing under tho sun has dona moro to help tho fool killer 'earn hla salary than Inordinate eelf-concett ASK VOR ALUSPS FOOT-HASH tbs ADUupUapowd.tr to shakolntoyourslioe. Ba ll eres Ooma, Uunloni, JcRronlca Nails, Swollen and Bnufitiruf'toet, ISllitots ana CAiluUt Spot. SoU rrTwhAm,Sfio. Dntk't afWfif nnu uhtUnt4, Sam ale FUHH. Address Allan B.01nitad, LeBor.M.T. A Good Samaritan. , "Onco, whon I wns 111, he gave ma a punch In tho stomnoh." "I don't seo why you should be grateful for that." "It was a milk punch. Thay strengthen, you know." Patriotic Determination. "Your wlfo Insists on being allowed to voto." "Yes," replied Mr. Mookln. "Sho's not contont with hnvlng tho last word In political argument. Sho wants to go to the polls and put In a post script." Where Surgery Falls Short., "Surgery," said Simeon Ford at a dlnnor In Now York, "accomplishes wonder nowadays. Hearts aro sewed up; the' appendix Id removed; the . largo lntcstlno is dono away with. But" Tho noted humorist smllod. "But will tho tlmo over come whan surgery will bo nbfo to remove the chcok ot a young man or the jaw of an old woman?" Now York 8un. Doubting His Word. Two Irishmen occupied, beds In tha aamo room. By and by ono of them woko up. "MIko," said ho, "did you put out tho cat?" "I did," said Mike. An hour later Patrick woko up again. "Miko,". said he, "Mike, did you put out tho cat?" "Sure I did," said Mlkf, sleepily. "On me word of honor." Somo time latnr Patrick again waked up. "MIko," said ho, "Miko, ye dlwla; ye did not put out tho cat" "Well," said Mike angrily, "if ye will not take tho word of honor of a gintlomnn get up and put her out yersolf," A FOOD 8TORY Makes a Woman of 70 "One In 10,000." Tho widow ot one of Ohio's most distinguished nowspaper editors and a famous leader In politics in bis day, says sho Is 70 yoars old and a "stron ger woman than you will find In ten thousand," and sho credits her fine physical condition to tho use of Grape Nuts: "Many yoars ago I had a torrlbla fall which permanently lnjurod my stomach. For years I lived on a preparation ot corn starch and milk, but It grow so ropugnant to me that I hnd to givo it up. Then I tried, ona aftor nnothor, n dozen dlfferont kinds of coroals, but tho process of diges tion gavo mo great pain, "It was not until I began to use Grapo-Nuts food threo years ago that I found relief. It haa proved, with tha dear Lord's blessing, n great boon to mo. It brought mo health and vigor such ns I never expected to again en Joy, and In gratitude I never fall to eound its praises." Namo given by Postura Co., Battlo Creek, Mich. "There's a noason." Look for It in tho llttlo book, "Tha Head toWellvlllo," to be found in pkgs. Kvcr read the abovo tetter A aevr one npprnra from time to time. Tky ire irrmiln. true. aa fall of Wnuas j la It rest. J fi ,-,, IJ .i .: za Sl-l VI "i: J 4 A