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WHEN THE MOUNTAIN WINKED
By ROY NORTON
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OMBHOW l" never fan
clod thoro was much
inonoy In tho stago
robbing'buslnoss. True
I novor tried it, uui
onco or twlco when
tho gamo wont ngaiust
mo pretty hard I rath
er envied tho fellow
who was then collect
ing .. nrnttveood sharo of ovorythlng
that was being cleaned up on tho Big
Divide.
You guessed his namo tho first timo.
It was Black Bart Mo held up? Yes,
-onco, and that was when ho wa3 hav
ing things pretty much his own wny
up. hero. In fact, ho had kind of a
-monopoly in sticking up folks on theso
higher trnUr,
Forest Hill was a camp then, all
right. Everybody coming In and no
body going out. Everybody getting a
"littlo gold, a dozen games ready to
tako it away from them, and danco
halls a-plenty. Snow on tho ground of
course, but not very cold.
It wasn't because, I wanted to get
rawny Trom Forest Hill mat i went
down to Auburn. I would rathor havo
-stayed here; but I had to go to meet
tho owner of tho Fan Tan, of which
'I was superintendent that year. It was
.such an unusual thing for mo to leave
the camp, something I hudn't dono in
a year, that it actually attracted some
attention. I well recall how Bill Papo
.Bpoko about It on tho day beforo I
started.
"You a-goln' to Auburn?" ho said.
""Why, I never heard of such doln's!
Tou ain't been down there since you
'landed on tho divide. Stay at homo,
Hank, stay at homo," as if tho trip was.
n thousand-mile one and dangerous all
the way. Then as an afterthought ho
added: "If I'd known you was goln' I
-wouldn't, have sent that hundrcu
ounces out by tho express folks. I
could trust you to bank 'cm for mo
nnd T ain't suro I can depend on any
of theso big companies."
I can see him yet as ho squatted
down on tho snow, poked his arms
through the shoulder-strapB of his
pack, gave it a final lurch to settle it
'Into place and then went swinging
away toward tho woods shaking his
'head and waving "Good-by" to me.
Poor chap! He had reason to fear
companies. Less than two months be
'foro on of them had jumped his
'Claim, the Golden Annie, on a techni
cality, thrown him off becauso they
'had money to hire a littlo army of
men, and then carried it to the courts.
"Tho law was Just then being recog
nized as a means of settliug disputes
'In this part of California, but the low
er court gave a decision against him.
-Naturally, Bill was a littlo bitter and
eo were the boys. They offered to
Ticlp him get his claim back by the
uso of a few rifles, but he stuck to the
'law and appealed the case.
Bill was a homely sort, long and
'lean, but unafraid. Ho never had ta
"ken water beforo that time, so all the
boys pitied him and wcro surprised.
Tho only thing he over complained of
-was that the men who grabbed tho
Golden Annie kept right on mining it
while it was in litigation. He certain,
ly did talk some about that and so did
all of us. It wasn't a square play.
"Tho ground's a pretty safe placo to
"keep gold when it's in dispute.
However, about this trip and the
'hold-up!
I got up pretty early on tho morn
ing I was to go. Had to becauso the
stage left before sunup. It was be
fore the camp was awake, or the
dance-halls swept out Away out In
-the west tho air looked muggy and
cold, while In tho east, high up over
TJaldy, the stars that had been up all
-night were Just going to bed. In all
the little clearing where the snow was
-tracked with trails thoro wasn't a sign
of any one moving. Even the troes
that stood around the edge, loaded
with snow above and black beneath,
-were quiet as if still asleep.
Yawning and shivering, I hiked it
down to the stage-station Just a3 she
pulled up. Jim Tipton was on the box
and had about all ho could do to hold
in the four horses that were dancing
-.-round on their hind legs and trying
to throw themselves out of the har-
ness. A stableman was hanging to
the leaders' heads and buck-Jumping to
"keep away from the sparring hoofs.
A shotgun messenger that I had
Tievor seen before helped tho agent
'hoist tho strong-box aboard, and by
that I know there was dust being
shipped out. Tho agent was a new ar
rival In camp, too.
"Got much in it?" I asked him, and
:ho nearly swelled up with his own im
portance as ho answered: "Oh, not
much. Golden Annie clean-up. That's
nil."
I thought of poor old Bill being
robbed every day of his life, and oven
-at that mlnuto swore I wouldn't give a
cuss if Black Bart showed up and took
the whole poko i
A woman came out with a small
6haver of a boy and a tiny littlo girl,
and several bundles such as women
usually carry. Being some polite I
'helped tho ngent get her aboard. One
hag sho hung to like glue. Wo woro
the nly passengers, and it didn't
inake mo vory happy, you can bet.
Tin not much used to women and ba
bles. Llko them all right, but they
don't understand mo much.
ft wasnt' till after wo wcro all to
gether in tho stago that I noticed she
was young and mighty protty, al
though a littlo sad looking. For an
hour or so wo pullod nlongsldo the
American canon nnd could seo the
smoko from tho camps away over
across it, and tho boys coming out to
work down below, nnd hero and thoro
Bomo others chopping kindling around
in front of their cabins, and by nnd by
wo got to talking. Tho sun got behind
clouds and it grew warmer, and then
littlo flakes of snow began to fall and
that started us on snowstorms. Sho
said where she ennw from tho enow
was vory deep, and then for a littlo
whllo nothing was said. 1 didn't no
tlco it at first, but all of a sudden
saw sho was crying.
Now, I'm a sympathetic, sort of a
cuss and so asked her what tho row
was nbout, and pretty soon sho told
mo that nway up on tho dlvldo near
Secret Canon sho had burled her hus
band but a littlo while before. It wn
a right pitiful story tho way sho told
it to mo after she got to feeling bet
tor. They had como out there across
tho plains nnd taken their e'aance
along with tho others, and ho hid al
ways been good to her and tho HHle
chaps, altnougu I guoss no wnsn i n
strong sort of man. Had something
tho matter with his lungs.
Well they pullod along together In
Sacramento and worked hard and
saved all they could till they got
enough to buy a prospectlng-outflt ane"
then camo to tho dlvldo. Luck 1"
against somo folks, and It wasn't verj
kind to them. They got tho worst of
It for a long timo, and then it seemed
to como their way for a Bpell. They
staked a good piece of ground nnd
struck pay, and wcro beginning to feel
happy when this lung business got
tho best of him, throttled him as n
wolf does a sheep, and he cashed In
Yes. sir, died Just when everything
begari to como all right, after all the
years he'd workod, nnd suffered, and
saved.
Somehow I understood Just how
"Here, yotlt Gt your hands up fast
or I'll drill a nolo in you!"
I let go tho butt of my gun with
which I hnd been toying, shot my fists
into tho air, nnd took a look around. It
was as I expected. Black Dart always
played a lone hand, and was tho only
man thoro. lie took a couple oi swift
steps behind mo, Jerked my pistol
from its holBter, nnd throw it over tho
edgo of tho gulch, after which ho
started around front onco more It
wn8 nil dono so fast that I had a quick
picturo and nothing moro of what was
happening.
Thoro was Tipton with his hands up,
still holding tho reins, braced back
with his foot against tho brako and
calmly smoking his cigarette. He'd
been thoro beforo nnd know exactly
what the etiquette of tho road, called
for. Besldo him sat tho oxpress-mes-songer,
Just as motionless,, and with
his arms stretched up to tho cool grny
skies from which tho Bnow was fnlllng.
Tho horses wcro glad to rest and stood
with hanging heads and steaming
flanks, showing no sign of curiosity,
gave a long-drawn snort.
But it wasn't over with yet Blnck
Bart had barely got clear of tho widow
and mo when tho shotgun mossengor
enmo to and made a convulsive reach
for his gun. Now a road-agent can't
tako any chances, and this ono didn't.
Quick as tho messenger reached, ho
was too slow. Tho snap of the out
law's gun sounded 6pltofully, tho man
on the box gavo a sharp Jerk and then
held bis hands up ngaln. Only this
timo the right ono wns quivering and
shattered where a bullot had torn Its
way through.
"Another movo nnd you got it
through tho heart," was all the conso
lation ho got, and then, oboylng tho
dropped her hands together, wrunc
them appeallngly, nnd tried to speak
but couldn't, becauso of tho sobs or
'right. It mado mo hot, so I chipped
in.
"I,ook hero, Bnrt," I said, "you don't
wnnt to tako ovorythlng she's got, do
you? She's a widow nnd "
"Oh, shut tip, or I'll fill you full of
lead," was all tho satisfaction I got,
and I studied Avhnthor I hnd any
chanco to reach him beforo ho could
shoot
It wns no uso. I hnd waited too
long. There ho was nt least twenty
fuet away from mo and ho had thrown
my gun whero It couldn't bo had, and
oven Uio messenger's shotgun had slid
over tho edge of tho gulch. I hadn't a
chance on earth. I know him well
enough by reputation, so I could see
this wasn't my timo to tight
My only hopo for tho woman was
that she would Ho to him and tell him
she hnd nothing but somo looso dust.
Sho should havo sonso enough for
thnt, I thought, so I shut my teoth
tight nnd sworo Insido whllo ho mado
her go to tho stago whore tho two lit
tlo kids were sobbing In fright nud
wondering what It was all about. I
Atatchcd her as sho turned nnd gavo a
breath of relief when sho camo bring.
Ing nothing but a small retlcutc.
"Is that all you'vo got?" he asked,
giving It a contemptuous shako when
sho put It in his hand.
I caught my wind and waited. It
wns very quiet Ono of tho horses
"No," sho said very softly as if tho
word camo with an nwful effort, nnd
tho temptation to Ho wns strong. "All
I havo is in nnothcr bag."
"Go get it and hurry," ho snarled
at her, and sho dragged ono reluctant
foot after tho other to bring and lay at
puzzled, and might relent at tho last
mlnuto. I felt hopeful.
"Got any gold pieces in there?" ho
asked, giving her bag a kick with his
fool.
"Yes."
"Open it."
Sho did bo with trembling fingers
nnd ho gavo a look nt it I thought
this was to bo my chanco and gath
ered myself for a spring, but his gun
swung around like lightning.
"Don't do that again," ho growlod,
"unless you want to bo put out of tho
gamo for good."
I cutmuil a little moro, but ho didn't
seem to mind and just stood thero
looking now nt tho knoollng woman
nnd then nt the open bag, nnd all tho
timo glancing at mo with swift darting
eyes which would play around in tholr
sweep to tho two men on tho stage.
'You enn tako olght of thoso signs
out of thero," ho said. "That'll get
you to your brother."
"You hound! Aren't you going to
leavo her moro than four hundred dol
lars out of hor wad?" I yelled, and
ngaln he held tho muzzlo of his Colt's
In a squnro bead on my eye for an In
stnnt "My friend," ho drawled, "son.d day
you'll talk too much."
That was enough. Thero wns some
thing nbout tho way his finger played
up nnd down tho trlggor-gunrd that
mado mo bollevo It best to say no
moro. I quit In about a half-mlnuto
mora ho hnd marched tho womnnnnd
mo back Into tho stago nnd ordered
Tipton to diivo on. Away wo went In
n whirl ot snow nnd soon wo wcro
well down tho road. Tho last I saw
of him ho was still standing thero In
tho falling whltcnoss watching uu.
lonely sho folt, and how it all hurt a
sho sat there in that bumping old Con
cord and told mo nbout It The little
boy cried some, too, and being as I
had a lump In my throat so big I
couldn't say anything, I gathered hlir
Into my nrms nnd tried to comfort
him as best I could. That kind of le'
me down easy. I always did hate to
see a womnn suffer.
The snow kept coming harder and
It gavo the air that peculiar kind of
stillness which comes In n windless
storm. I was trying to think of some
thing consoling to say when there
comes a quick Jerk as tho braker
banged ngalnst tho tires, a yell outside
and thno, almost with tho driver'?
"Whoa," tho bang of a gun.
"Held up, suro 33 tho devil"' I salt1
to myself, trying to get tho boy off my
lap; but ho was frightened and held op
with his little arms so tightly clutched
round by neck that I couldn't get loose
for a minute without hurting him, unr
that wa3 enough to put us all to the
bad. In the meantlmo tho woman had
sat with her eyes opened wide, and her
tongue speechless.
"What Is it?" she asked tremblingly
whllo I was trying to put tho boy
down, And then, as If answering hor
own question: "Black Bart?"
"It's him. I gues3, madam," I an
swered, still trying to quiet the lad.
All this timo ray mind w.13 working
like a ten stamp-mill. It dawned on
me that probably every ounce of gold
she had was In the hag which sho had
held with such anxious care. Then
came tho thought that It would proba
bly bo safer thero than In the express
box, which would go for a certainty. If
sho would only hide It and do a little
fancy lying when tho timo came. Ali
this unless wo could pot tho robber;
but oven then I hesitated, because
with women and children aboird a
stage, It's bad policy to do much gun
ning. It's a heap sight better to give
up and tako no chanco of stray bul
lets. Beforo I had timo to think any
further, smash went the window and
the glass camo tinkling down over the
cushions. Tho hold-up. who had stov
It In with one quick blow of his pistol
barrel, was standing but n few fe-
outside where ho could Ir-cp u- r
well ns tho rrn nn 1)10 1 ox civrcd
Ht looked a sinister figure out there
on tho whlto snow whoso companion
flnkeB were settling down in a little,
bank on his black hat, sifting Into the
wrinkles of tho black handkerchief he
used for a mask, and falling lazily off
his broad black shoulders. It was
Black Bart to all appearances. No
mlstako about that part of It
"All out, and bo quick nbout it,"
came the Fharp order from outside.
The widow ttartcd to go before I
could ndvlso her to hide her littlo for
tune, although I tried to attract her at
tention. Sho was too frlghtnrpd to
hear mo. I followed and ns I did fo
wondered whether It would bo beat to
mako a quick Jump around tho lower
nldo of tho stage the minute my foot
hit tho ground and mako a light for It,
or by taking It easy run the chanco of
the woman's getting away pcot-froe.
Tho only thing I was afraid of all the
time was the danger that might come
to tho children. No sooner hnd the
mow crunched under my heels than 1
got It ngaln:
and tho other fro-n tho Qcntlo AnnU
of nine hundred. Ho mado a clean-up
all right!"
And thon wo hurried on ns fast as
wo could, it becoming harder all tho
timo becauso tho snow was wiping
away tho tracks.
Now it lod us downward again. To
where, do jou think? Right back Into
tho road not a quarter of a mllo from
whero wo had taken it, and that was
tho end!
Dead-beat and disgusted we pulled
Into Forest Hill Into nt night, and al
most tho first man wo met was Bill
Papo. Ho was in his usual tough luck,
for tho express-receipt ho had was slm
ply nt "owner's risk," ho being unnblo
to afford insurance. Wo nil felt sorry
because ho was a bully good fellow
and couldn't afford tho loss.
Poor ns ho was though, it was ho
who, from his nearly empty poko, put
In tho first dust to tho contribution wo
raised that night In tho Minors' De
light for tho widow and tho littlo ones.
Wo took It to her tho next dny, Bill,
the sheriff and I, and gave hor tho
hoartbieaklng nows that thero wasn't
a chanco in a thousand for our ever
recovering tho littlo fortune sho had
lost and which would havo mado her
Independent It seemed llko a mock
ery to tako hor namo nnd address.
The only satisfaction I folt thnt day
was when I learned that the Oentla
Annlo people who hnd Jumped Bill's
claim had also shipped at tholr own
risk and couldn't claim a cent from tho
oxprcss company. Tnat looked iiko
Justlcol Wo.Rtnrtod tho Vldow off
and headed for homo, when away wo
went on nnother chase.
Incomprehensible as ltGcomcd Black
Bart had got across the canon soma
way and had stuck up tho Placcrvlllo
stage. Ho must have gono fast and
bcon ranking a wholesale Job, we
thought Everybody wont wild. We
wcro a small army, with Bill Pnpo In
tho lead, whJm wo Jolnod tho Placcr
vlllo boya and started In to scour that
country; but It wns all useless. Black
Bart got away ngaln.
Just ns Christmas camo on top of
us wo did got ono good pleco of nows.
Bill Pnpo got a decision from tho
hlghor court giving him back tho Gen
tle 'Annte, nnd tho fellows who had
jumped It, with nil tholr mon, wero
marched out ot tho camp without a
'rlond. Wo all stood around not say
ing much when they wont, trudging
lown tho rond In sullcnness, knowing
vo hated them and woro glad thoy
had gained nothing for all their cf
ort Thoy had oven lost what thoy
-leaned up, nnd tho road-agent wns
ho richer. Bill's Chrlstraas-ovo cele
bration was a howlor that went down
Into camp history, and wo lot him
know how glad wo woro that it had
como his way at last.
But now horo's tho funny part about
ill this. On Christmas day I got my
ioko back, unopened, nnd this note:
For certain reasons which aren't nny of
vour business, I don't want your money.
Vo I'm BonilhiR It hack. ULACK DAltT.
It wnc sent from Sacrnmento. I hnd
o go down thero nbout Now Ycar'a to
iioet my Fan Tan owner, who sold mo
a partnership nnd gavo mo n good
Mmo. Wo tried o got a cluo to Black
'mrt, but couldn't It was In tho ex
orcsB olfico that I wont dlgglnw
hrough my pockots and happened to
run across tho widow's address, and,
It being tho holldnys, and I feeling
'tlnd of holhlaylsh, thought I'd call on
her.
I found hor nil right and almost
tho first thing sho snld to mo was:
'Look here. I want to show you some
'king1! got a few days nso"
And thon sho fished out n noto nnd
I read:
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A POLITICAL TALK.
DROPPED HER HANDS TOGETHER, WRINGING THEM APPEALINGLY.
bandit's advice, ho kicked his shotgun
off tho boot nnd sat very quietly, ex
cept as he writhed a bit with tho pain
In his Angora.
"Throw that strong-box off, drlvor,"
was tho next command, and .Tipton,
whoso cigarette had novor stopped
smoking, leaned over and did so. It
fi "kTcUug" Into the Eoft snr.
n"loi a Ido. The off-wheeler. ntTt1' d,
, ;n;e a nerve n' l.J-k at it, and then
.stood quietly while Tip again gath
ered up his rolns. 1 had about mado
up my mind that tho widow nnd I
wero to get off easy; but now tho rob
ber turned to us, come3 behind me,
slips my poko from my hlp-pockot,
runs Investigating lingers around my
tody to see If I havo a belt, and gives
-i litt'o chuckle. I didn't say anything
lecauso to tell tho truth it wasn't of
my own loss I was thinking but of
what It would mean to tho woman If
Fho weie to lose all she had in Hi
world. Not even shn wan to got off.
Ho stepped In front of her nnd said
very proudly: "I am sorry, madam, bur
your contribution will do mo Just as
much good as any other. Dig up!
What havo you to offer?"
Tho way In which ho said It assured
mo that It was Black Bart, as tho ras
cal rather prided himself on courtosy.
Tho widow was terrlP.cd. I don't sup-
lioio rho had ovor seen a gun-play bo
fore, and tho Elht of tho man sitting
nn 1I10 box holding his blooding hand
up to tho falling snow wnsn t calcu- t whimpering Something nbout nlm, 1
lntcd to sootho weak nerves. Shu enn't toll what, made mp think ho was
his feet ovorythlng that stood batween
hor, hor children, nnd poverty.
It was too much for mo. I'm not
very profane a3 a rule, but I stood
there and lojL tho gates down, I thought
of nnd used ovcry cutis word I could
handle. I callod him nil tho nams I
had evor heard, sworo that my day
vould come nnd when II did I'd put a
rope around his neck whether ho wns
dead or allvo; dared him to lay his gun
dowii between ub nnd tako a chanco;
called him a cownrdly robber of wo
men and a fow othor things, and all
this timo he stood thero quietly nnd
never mado a move. When she drop
ped tho henvy bag ho gavo tho first
sign of having heard mo, by address
ing her.
"When your volublo friend gets
through," he said, "I'd llko to ask you
a question."
I stopped and listened. Ho looked at
me through tho holes of his black
handkerchief and had tho Impiidcnco
to grin. I could seo that from the
wny his teeth shone through tho nlr
sllt over his mouth. Then ho wont
on talking to hor.
"Whero aro you going?"
Sho told him to Sacramento, to meet
hor brother. Ho stood for 1111 instnnt
looking tlrflt at me, thon at tho two on
tho box. and finally gavo a quick sldu
glanco to where the two chlldron wero
huddled In each other's nrmH and
Soon I could see him hut dimly and
then ho was out of sight
Wo drovo for a mllo without a lot
up, stopped, tied up tho mosscnger's
hand, put him in tho stage, and then
Jim and mo mounted tho box.
By tho timo wo reached the wlre
brldgo station at tho forks I was about
Insane. All I wnnted was a chanco to
put n ball Into tho heart of Blnck Bart,
who would tako tho last ounce from n
widow. 1 didn't care a continental cusb
about what I had lost, what tho ex
press company might loso, or what the
messenger suffered; but I wished 1
had fought for tho woman. When wo
pulled up at tho station It looked as
If luck was with us, becauso right
thoro at tho timo woro tho sheriff and
several good gamo men. Beforo I hnd
blurted tho story out old Charloy
Crano, tho agent, had saddled horses
for us.
Well-mounted nnd woll-armed wo
turned back Into tho sheet ot Hnow
and oft up tho dlvldo.
After what seemed hoiirH wo cimo
to tho placo which I could recognize
by a big Jutting rock. Even then tho
trnll wan nearly lost In tho snow. Wo
look it up like a lot of wolves hunting
down n stag. Away It led us, up to tht.
wlnd-3wcpt peaks, and there, in n
cove, wo found tho box blown open
nnd empty itnvo for papers that woro
of no value to Blnck Bart.
The sheriff ran his oyo over them
nnd snid: "Only two shipments. Ono
from Bill Papo of 11 hundred ouucob,
Dcnr Madam: I don't rob widows when
t can help It. Tho Oentlo Annlo clcnn-up
was Rood enough tor mo, I'm neii'llnn
back nil I took from you, but don't tell
anybody. ULACK HAItT.
Say, you could havo. knocked mo
down with a plno-noedle. Tho hand
writing wns tho samo sent mo, and
her money had boon dollvorud by a
messenger. I tried again to find this
philanthropic stngo-robbor. but wasted
ny time.
When I got bnck to Forest Hill I
told Bill Pnpo, and ho Bald ho gubssod
ho'd tako n try aB ho wanlud that Gen
Mo Annlo dust if It could bo found, so
awny ho went Well, ho kept golnff
to Sacramento all winter and up to.
tho timo when tho spring enmo and
tho snow molted
Early In tho sumpicr I went to San
Francisco for romo things I couldn't
get In Sacrnmento, nnd while thoro
got n letter from Bill nsking mo to
bring somo supplies up for him. I
did. and on tho day I landed In Forest
Hill went out on tho sunlit trail
through the trees to Hill's cnbtn and
called him outsldo with a "Hollo-In-there!"
)
"Bill," I paid, "there's something
mighty singular nbout this note you
sent mo."
I took It and tho ono signed "Black
Bart" from my pocket, unfolded them,
and. handed thorn to him.
"Seems to mo theso wcro written by
tho samo mnn. Doesn't It look thnt
way to you?"
Ho calmly toro them Into Bmnll
pieces, laid them on tho palm of his
immi. nml cavo a mighty blow that
sent tho littlo strips of paper flutter
ing off in tho air toward whero Mount
Ilnldy, snow-capped nnd nereno, looked
down at us from across tho Big Dl
vldo. Then he grlniK'd nnd gavo s
grent slow wink.
"Hank," ho said, "there's a hell of n
lot of things In this world that It
doesn't do us nny good to know too
much nbout But slnco you'ro hero 1
wnnt you to como In nnd bco my wlfo
I wan married two days ago to a wo
man who doosn't know how to He "
And I'll nwear aa I looked bnck. hall
dazed, beforo going through tho cabin
door. It seemed to me old Baldy's
snowy faco took on a look like a great
big smllo and did Just as Bill had
ravn mo a slow, sly wink.
"Wo'vo ecoured tho town for votes.
"And now I eupposo you expoct a
clean election."
SCALES ALL OVER HER BODY
"About thrco years ugo I was af
fected by whlto scales on my knees
nud elbows. I consulted a doctor who
treated mo for ringworm. I saw no
chnngo and consulted a specialist and
ho claimed I had psoriasis. I contin
ued treatments under him for about
six months until I saw scales break
ing out all over my body Bavo my
faco. My scalp waa affocted, and my
hair began to fall. I thon changed
doctois to no avail. I wont to two
hospitals and each wanted to mako a
f study of tho caso nnd seemed unablti
to euro it or assuro mo of a euro. Z
tried several patent medicines and
wa3 finally ndvlsed by a friend who
has used Cutlcura on hor children
slnco their birth, to purchase tho
Cutlcura Remedies. I purchased a
enko of Soap, tho Ointment nnd tho
Resolvent After tho first pmicatloa
tho Itching wbb allayed.
"I am still using tho Soap and Oint
ment nnd now feel that nono othor la
good enough for my skin. Tho psor
iasis biB disappeared and I every
where feol bottor. My hands woro bo
disfigured before uslntr the Cutlcura
Remedies that I had to wear gloves all
tho time. Now my body and hands
arc looklnc fine," (Signed) Mlsa Sara
fiuraott, 2IS5 Fitswater .St, Philadel
phia, Pa., Sept. 30, 1910.
Cutlcura Soap (25c) nnd Cutlcura
Ointment (GOc) aro cold throughout
tho world. Send to Potter Drug &
Chcm. Corp., solo props., 135 Colum
bus Ave, Boston, for frco book on af
fections of tho skin nnd scalp.
Hla Interest.
"You are going to interest yourself
in this reform entorprlso?"
"Certainly," replied Senator Sor
ghum. "But I thought it waa unfavorable
to your frlonds."
"It Ib. And I'm' going to Interest
mysolf In It far enough to lot me
offor suggestions that will render it
impractical."
Important to Mothora
Examlno carefully evory bottle of
CASTORIA, a saf 0 nnd suro remedy for
Infants and children, and see that it
Tlnnra iltn
SIgnaturo C2LyT7&U
In Uso For Over 80 Years.
Tho Kind You Havo Always Bought
Rightly employed, the reason is not
a chock to piety, but .is its regulator.
It chastens nnd refines tho flames of
dovotlon In the human heart but
does not put It out -C. W. Wondto.
It haH always appeared to mo that
good maimers aro almost as valuable
an asset In commercial as in. diploma
tic affnlrs. Lord Cromer.
Conntlpation causes nnd seriously aggra
vates many disease. It is thoroughly cured
by Dr. Pierce' Pellets. Tiny sugar-coated
granules.
Every church preaches loudor by
Ub aquaro dealing than by Ita high.
Bhouting.
WASHINGTON'S TENT FLAG
Hls Headquarters' Colore Are Now In
the National Museum at
Valley Forge.
A valuable relic of Washington has
boon recently added to tho Valley
Forge Museum of American History.
This Is Washington's headquarters nag.
His marqueo was purchased by tho
museum laRt fall at a coot of $5,000,
after having been exhibited for years
In tho National museum at Washing
ton. Now, through tho courtesy of
Mlos Frances II. Lovell, a descendant
of Betty Lewis, the sister of Washing
ton, tho flag of tho commander-in-chief
of tho armies of tho patriots Is exhib
ited with tho famous war tent.
For years the Hag has been a treas
ured heirloom in Mlsa Lovell's family,
and fow havo known of Its existence
Upon her father's death she became
lta owner. It was known to tho family
as "Washington's headquarters flag."
"That It Is tho unidentified flag of
Pcalo's portraits thero can bo no
doubt," says Rev. W. Herbert Burk,
founder of tho museum, who obtained
tho treasured relic. "Tho flag of ono
picturo Is a bluo Jack with 13 stars.
Tho flag now In the muBoum hero la a
light bluo Ellk with 13 stars, tho bluo
faded and tho stars yellow with age."
Tho flag is 36 inches long and 23
inches wide. Tho heading Is of home
spun linen, with three eyelets worked
with thread. The stars aro elx-polnt-cd,
double stitched, and tho silk back
of them has been cut out to show tho
stars on both sides. Tho stars aro not
arranged In a circle, but In lines fol-
1 lowing the crosses of tho British flag,
which, Mr. Burk says, seems to have
been tho eaillcr arrangement.
Mr. Burk, In speaking of tho way in
which ho camo into possession of tho
ling, Raid: "A few weeks ugo I was
telling somo visitors to tho Vnlloy
Forgo Museum of American History
tho interesting narrativo of Washing
ton's mnrquce, when ono of tho num
ber said sho hn'd recently seen the flag
that belonged to the tent The clue
thus given was quickly followed. Tho
ownc r, Mlsa Lovell, recognized tho ad
vantage of exhibiting tho flag with tho
tent, especially when so carefully
guarded as at tho museum. Sho read
ily ngroed to loan tho flag, and for this
purposo had it framed." Philadelphia
Bulletin.
Carrying Hlo Own Fly Paper.
A seat near tho radiator was tho
only ono vacant In tho waiting room
of tho Union depot when nn old man
camo In carrying sovcral packages.
Ho laid all his bundles beside tho seat,
then ho picked up ono, a long squnro
package, and looked about -in perplex
ity. "I don't dare get this near those
sleum pipes," ho explained to tho
UBhor. "You see. It's fly paper, and
tho directions say to keep In a cool
"lace. .
"I got It to tako with mo to Mex
ico. 1 wasn't suro l could get nny
thero, and I wanted' to bo prepared.
j.ir.t both"'- me n"d I lll'o to swnt my
obaro of them." Kansas City Star.
narai.
"You couldn't expect him to indorw
lipping."
"No?"
"He's an aviator."
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