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.WBwW . sAisT-Ji. liL. 5T" IU3C BW m:z it-$i lJt M- ! ' 41 ' PER DISEASE IS IN UNITED STATES Many Here Afflicted With Odd Ailment, Says Prof. Munyon. QREWSOME CREATURES VERY COMMON, FINDS EXPERT. Many pooplo In the United States aro nimcteu with a queer disease, according to a statement yesterday by Professor James M. Munyon. He made the follow Ing remarkable onU rather growsomo statement: 'Jinny persons who como ami wrim to my headquarters at Wd nnd Jofferson Bis.. Philadelphia, Pa., think llicy ftro suffering from a slmplo stomach trouble, when In reality they aro tho victims of an entirely different disease-that of tnpo worm, Theso tapo worms aiu huso internal parasites, which locate In the upper bowel and consumo n laruo pcr ccnttpo of tho nutriment In undigested foGu. They sometimes irrow to a lengtli of forty to sixty feet. Ono may havo a tnpe worm for years and nover know tho cause of his or hor 111 health. "Persons who aro suffering from ono of these creatures bcomo norvoua, weak nnd Irritable, nnd tiro at tho least ex ertlon. Tho tapo worms rob ono of am bition nnd vitality and (strength, but they are rarely fatal. "The victim of this disease Is apt to bcllevo that he Is suffering from chronic Btnmnch trouble, and doctors for years without relief. This Is not tho fault of the physician he consults, for there I no nbsoluto diagnosis that will tell posi tively that ono Is not a victim of tapo worm. "Tho most common symptom of this trouble Is an abnormal appetite. At times tho person Is ravenously hungry and cannot get enough to eat. At other times tho very sight of food Is loathsome Thero Is a gnawing, faint sensation at tho pit of tho stomach, and tho victim has headaches, tits of dizziness and nau sea. Ho cannot sleep at night nnd often ihlnkn ho Is Buffering from nervous pros tration. "I have a treatment which has had wonderful success In eliminating theso Breat crentures from tho system. In tho courso of lis regular action In nldlng digestion, and ridding tho blood, kidneys and liver of Impurities It has proven fatal to these great worms. If ono has a tapo worm, this treatment will. In nine cases out or ten, stupefy and pass It awny, but If nit, tho treatment will rebuild the run-down person, who Is probably suffer ing from stomach troublo nnd a goneral anaemic condition. My doctors report marvelous success horo xrlth this treat ment. Fully a dozen person)) havo passed these worms, but they aro naturally reti cent about discussing them, nnd of courso we cannot violate their confidence by giv ing their names to tho public." Letters addressed to Professor James M. Munyon, 63d and Jefferson Strcots, Thllndelpha, Pa., will rccclvo as caroful attention as though tho patient called In person. Medical ndvlco and consultation absolutely free. Not a penny to pay. Serenity. "Tho true rollglous man, nmld all the ilia of tlmo, keeps a ueronu fore head and entertains a peaceful heart This, going; out and coming la amid all tho trials of tho clty,t tho ngony of tho plaguo, tho horrors of tho thirsty tyrants, tho flcrco democracy -abroad, the fiercer ill at home the eafnt, tho sago of Athens, was still tho Bnmo. Such a ono can enduro hardness; can 'stand alono nnd be content; a rock amid the waves lonely, but not moved. Around liim the few or many may scream, calum niate, blaspheme. What Is all to him but tho cawing of tho seablrd about that solitary, deep-rooted atono?"--Theodore Parker. Reason Enough. "What's tho . troublo. old man 7" askedtho sympathetic friend. "Well." answered tho Judge, "you seo, my wlfo and I havo nover been nblo to get along vory well. The re lationship hns becomo bo unbearable that wo both want a divorce" "I seo," answered tho friend. "Then why don't you get ono 7" "Because," answorod tho Judge, sad ly, "I havo sent all tho bogus dlvorc lawyers to tho ponltontlary." A Complication. Bossle found getting well much raoro tiresome than being sick. Sho wns be coming very impatient nbout staying indoors and eating soups. When hor aunt asked hor how sho f6llBherenlled.lliuUiliu was much worpo'f that tho doctor had found something else- tho matter with her, "Why, what la It?" asked her aunt. "I think the doctor said 'eonvalos enco.' " Cement Talk No. 1 Buyers of Portland cement should re member that there are various brands of Portland cement on the market and that all Portland cement is not the same. Every man ufacturer prints on the sacks the name of the brand and the trade mark. If you find the trade mark printed above and the name Universal on the cement sacks, you may know it is the best Portand cement possible to make. Good concrete de pend on good workmanship ami trood materials. Care and experience make for good workmanship. Good sand and gravel or crutlicd stone arc obtainable quite cheaply. With these you may fed absolutely sate, If you use Univtnal Portland dement. It is always uniform, of good color, .great strength and works easily. If you need cemtni, use Univtrml. Most dealers liandle .Untvtnal. If yours docs not, write us. UNIVERSAL PORTLAND CEMENT CO, CHlCAGO-PnTSnURa Norikwtslera OI(lc, Minneapolis , ANNUAL OUTPUT 10,000,000 BARRELS IPATENTS WnUonll.Cofrninii.Wiih. uiuii,u.u. JKKMfllrt. IIIMl. ew ramaou. utt twulu. SHFI1ME STUCK Mnr (ticks to the Irua. The RON JuiDlAf WiXHWfk JOSEDH VAMPEi AUTHOR OF "THE BRASS BOWk." ETC. D JJ msy9mwM3s by nwcsr wallulidq coPYvcur ar lqua toscm vahcc i CHAPTER I. Deitlny and tho Babu. Breaking suddenly upon tho steady drumming of tho trucks, tho prolong ed and huaky roar of a locomotlvo whlsjlo saluted an lmmodiato grade crossing. Reused by this round from hi poll tnry musings In the parlor car of which ho happoned temporarily to bo tho solo occupant, Mr. David Amber put nsldo tho magazlno over which he had been dreaming, and looked out of tho window, catching a glimpse of woodland rond shining whlto botween somber walls of stuntod plno. Lazily he consulted his watch. "It's not for nothing," ho obsorved pcnslvoly, "that this railroad wears Its reputation; wo aro consistently late." His gazo, again diverted to tho fly ing countryside, noted that It had changed character, plno yloldlng to scrub-oak and second-growth the ragged vestments of an area somo years since denudod by flro. This, too, presently swung away, giving place to cloarod land arablo acres golden with tho stubblo of garnered harvests or sontlncllod with unkempt shockn of corn. In tho south a shimmer of laughing gold and bluo edged tho faded hori zon. Eagorly tho young man leaned for ward, dark eyes lightening, lips part ing ns if already ho could ta3to tho savour of the sea. Then, qulto without warning, ndeop olbow of tho bay swept up almost to tho railway, Its surfaco mirror-like, profoundly bluo, profoundly beautiful. "I think," said the traveler softly "I think It's mighty flno to bo alive nnd hero I" Ho lounged back comfortably again, smiling as ho watchod the wheeling landscape, his eyes glowing with ex pectancy. For his cares woro negli gible, his contont boundless; ho was experiencing, for tho first tlmo In many years, a senso of freedom akin to that felt by a schoolboy at tho be ginning of tho summer vacation. Tho work of his heart and hand for u Ilttlo tlmo belonged equally to u forgotten Yesterday and nn uncontemplnted To morrow; ho existed only for tho con 'fldent Todny. Ho had put behind him tho haunts of men, nnd his yearning for the open places that lay buforo him was almost childllko in its fer vency; ho would, Indocd, havo been Quito HUllBfled if assured that he waB to find nothing to do save to play aim lessly In tho sun. nut, In point of fact, ho looked forward to an employ ment much moro pleasurable; ho was off to shoot duck with his very dear friend, Mr. Authony Qualn of Tnnglo wood lodgo, Nokomls, Long Island. Again tha whistle bawled uncannily, and the train began to moderate Its 6peed. Objects in tho foreground thnt otliorwlso had boon more stronked blurs assumed recognizable, contours. North of tho lino a string' of squat, square, unlovely "frnmo" odlflces, aligned upon u country road, drifted back. A brakoman popped head and shoulders Into tho car and out again, leaving tho echo of an abrupt bark to bo Interpreted at the passenger's leisure. Slowly Jolting across a rutted, dusty road, tho cars stopped. Amber, alight ing, found himself upon a longth of board-walk platform and confronted by a distressingly matter-of-fact wood en structure combining the functions of waiting room and ticket and tolo grapn omces. From its oaves de pended a weather-worn board bearing tho legend: "Nokomls." The train, pausing only long enough to dlsgorgo from tho baggago enr a trunk or two and from tho day coach es a thin tricklo of passongers, flung on Into tho wilderness, cracked bell clanking somowhnt disdainfully. Ry degrees tho platform clonrod. tho erstwhile patrons of tho rond and the stntlon loaforB for tho most part hall marked natives of tho region stiag gllng off upon their sovernl ways, somo afoot, a majority in dilapidated nurreyu aud buckboards. Amber watchod thorn go with unassumed In- uiircrenco; tholr typo Intcrcstod him little. Hut in tholr company ho pros ontly discovered ono, n figure so thoroughly foreign aud aloof in nttl tudo, that It caught his oyo, nnd, hav ing caught, hold It clouded with per plexity. Abruptly ho abandoned his belong Ings nnd gave chaso, overtaking tho object of his nttentlon at tha fur end of tho stntlon. "Doggott!" ho cried. "I say, Doir gott!" Ills hand, falling lightly upon tho man's shoulder, brought him squaro ly about, IiIb expression transiently Btnrtled, If not a shade truculent. "Doggott, what tho douce brings you hero? And Mr. Rutton?" Amber's cordiality oduced no ro sponso. Tho gray oyos, mooting oyos dark, kindly, nnd penotrntlng, flicker ed and foil j so much omotlon thoy be trayed, no moro, nnd that as dlslngon uous ub you could wish. "Doggott!" insisted Amber, dis concerted. "Suroly you haven't for gotten me Mr. Ambor?" Tho man shook his bend, "lleg par don, sir," ho said; "you'vo got my Dog's Faithfulness Tho story of a dog's fidelity wns told vhen tho coronor for North West moreland (Bug.) hold un iuquoBt on tho body of William Wharton, a Westmoreland old ago pensioner, who dropped down dead after recording his vote In tho Parliamentary election. Wharton, who Ilvod alono at Snap, walked to Morland to voto, and sot aid homo again lato at night. Noxt morning half a dozen woodman found Bamr ggrL.. Sl t v. 8HP nyme 'andy enough, but I don't know you, and" "But Mr. Rutton?" "Is a party I'vo nover 'card of, It you'll excise my sayln' oo, no moro'n I 'ave of yourself, sir." "Woll," began Amber; but paused, his faco hardening as bo lookod the man up and down, noddlnsr slowly. "Per'apB," continued Mr. Doggott, unabashed, "you mlotyko me for my brothor, 'Enery Doggott. 'B was 'omo, In England, lnrst I 'oard of 'lm. We look a deal alike, I've boon told." "You would be," admitted Amber drily; and, shutting his teeth upon his lnhorent contempt for a liar, he swung away, acknowledging with a curt nod the civil "Good arfternoon, sir," that followed him. Tho man had disappeared by the time Ambor regained his kit-bag and gun-caso; standing over which he survoyod hlo surroundings with somo annoyance, dlBcoverlng that ho now shared tho station with nono but tho ticket agent. A shambling and dlo consolnto youth, clad in a three-days' growth of beard, a checked Jumper and khaki trousers, this person lounged negligently In tho doorway of tho waiting room and, caressing his rusty chin with nlcottne-dyod flngcro, regarded the stranger In Nokomls with an air of subtlo yot vaguely mel ancholy superiority. "If yo'ro lookln' for th' hotel," he voluntoored unoxppctedly, "thorn ain't none," nnd offocted a masterly retreat Into tho ticket booth. Amused, tho despised outlandor picked up his luggago and followed amiably. "I'm not looking for tho hotel that ain't." he tmld, planting himsolf in front of tho grating; "but I expected to be met by somo ono from Tanglowood " "Thet's tho Qualn place, daown by th' ba-ay," interpolated tho youth from unplumbod depths of mournful ab straction. "It Is. I wired yesterday " "Ycour name's Amber, nln't It?" "Yes. I" "Well, Qualn didn't got ycour mes sage till this mornln'. I sent a kid daown with It 'baou't ton o'clock." "Hut why the but I wired yester day afternoon!" "I knnow yo did," assented the youth wearily. "It como through mound clouin" liuio and Uiy vau't nobody baound that way, so I held It over." ' "This craze for being cluuuuU-rls-tic," obsorved Mr. Ambor ob3curoly, "Is the only thing that really stunds In tho way of Nokomls becoming a thriving metropolis. Do you agreo with me? No matter." Ho cmlimi on. gnglngly; a seasoned traveler this. who could recognize tho futility of bickering over tho irreparable. Moro over, ho had to romlnd himself In all fairness, tho blamo wns, In part at leaBt, his own; for ho hnd thought lessly worded his telegram, "Will bo with you tomorrow afternoon," nnd It was wholly like Qunln that ho sbrM have accepted tho stntemrit m its faco valuo, regardless of the dnte line. "I can leavo my things horo for n little whllo, I presume?" Amber sug gested after a pause Tho ticket agent stared stubbornly Into tho Infinite making no sign till a coin rang on tho window-ledge; when ho started, oyed tun offerlne with fmH. tlvo mlBtrust, nnd gloomily possessed hlmseu or it. "I'll look after them," ho said. "Do yo thlnkln' of walkln'?" "Yo3," said Amber over his shoul der. Ha was already moving toward tho door. "Knaow yeour wa-ay?" ' "I'vo been hero before, thank you." Crossing the tracks, ho addressed himsolf to tho southward iiritnhin.. highway. Walking briskly at first, ho soon ten oeiund the railway station with its few parasitic cottages, a dip in tho land hid them, nnri lm hn ncreaner for all company his thoughts, tho desultory roa,d, a vast and looming sky. and lmm ni.b hedged with Impoverished forost. Ainuer nad profossed acquaintance with his way: It seemed rathrr tn r, intlnirvy. ror when he chose to for sako tho main traveled road ho did so uoidly, striking off upon a wagon track which, leading ncrosa tho fields, delved presently Into tho heart of tho forest. Tho hush of tho forest world boro honvlly upon his Bensos; the slight nnd stealthy rtiRtllnga In tho brush, tho cloar donso ringing of some re moto ax, an attenuated clamor of cawing from somo far crowB' con gress, but served to accentuate Its In fluonco. Then luto tho sllenco crept a sound to rouso him from his formless rev erie. At first a mere pulsing In the Btlllness, barely to bo distinguished from tho song of tho surf; but proB ontly n pounding, ever loudor aud moro Insistent. Ho pnusod, nttentlvo; and whllo hi wnttod tho dnumming mtnuto by mlnuto gaining In volume' swopt swiftly toward him tho rhyth mic hoofbeats of u single horso madly ridden. When It was close upon him ho stopped back Into tho tangled un dergrowth, making room; for tho track wan anything but wide. Simultaneously thoro burst into vlow, ut tho end of a brlof nlslo of tho body by tho rondsldo in n gutter. Tho old muu'B dog was lying over tho body and gunidlng It. Tho body hud lain thero nil tho night In stormy wcathor. Information wns given to tho pollco, but when nn nttorapt wns mndo to touch tho body tho dog bo came so foroclouB that no ono dared go near it, nnd before tho dead man could bo removed the officers had to send for the ok man's nolehbor, who trees, tho norsc a vigorous blnck bruto with white socks and muzzle running freely, apparently under constraint neither of whip nor of spur. In tho saddlo a girl leanod low over tho horn a girl with eyes rapturous, faco brilliant, lips parted in the least of smiles. A fold of her byack habit skirt, whipping out, almost snapped in Amber's face, so closo to him sho rodo; yot sho seemod not to seo him, and very likely did not. A splendid .sketch In black and white, of youthful spirit and Joy of motion; so she pass ed on hnd was gono. . . . Hardly, however, had the forest closed upou the picture, ero a cry, a heavy crashing as of a horse throsh Ing about in tho underbrush, and a woman's scream of terror, sent Am ber, in ono movement, out into tho road again and running nt a pace which, had ho boon conscious of it, would Dave surprised him. A short GO yards separated him from tho bend In tho way round which tho horse and its rider had vanished. Ho had no moro than gained this point than ho was obliged to pull dp sharply to avoid running into tho girl herself. Although dismounted, sho was on hor feet, and apparently unlnjurod. She stood with one hand against tho trunk of a troo, on tho edge of a smnll clearing wherein the nxes of the local lumbermen hnd but lately been busy. Hor horse had disappear ed; the rumble of his hoofs, diminu endo, told tho way he had gone. So much Amber comprehended In a single glance; with a second ho sought the cause of tho accident, and identified it with a figure so outro and bizarre that he momentarily and ex cusably questioned the testimony of his senses. At a Ilttlo distance from the girl, In the act of addressing her, stood a mnn, obeso, gross, abnormally dis tended with luxurious nnd sluggish living, as Ilttlo common to tho scene ) Ti)JM mm tv So She Passed as n statue of Phoebus Apollo had been. A babu of Bengal, every Inch of him, from his dirty red-nnd-whlte turban to hln woll-worn and cracked patent-leather shoes. His. body waa enveloped in & c"6Eipl6lo suU of emerald silk, much soiled and faded, and girt with a sash of many colors, crimson pre dominating. His hands, fat, brown, and not overcloan, alternately flutter ed apologetically and rubbed ono an othor with a suggestion of extreme urbanity; his lips, thick, sensual, and cruel, mouthed a broken stream of babu-Engllsh; whllo his oyes, nearly as small and qulto as black as shoo buttons eyes furtive, crafty, aud cold suddenly distended and became fixed, aa with amazement, at tho in stnnt of Amber's appearance. Instinctively, ns soon as ho had mastered his Initial stupefaction, Am ber atopped forward and past tho girl, plnclng himself between her and this propostorous apparition, as If to shield her. Ho held himself wary and Blert, and was Instant to halt tho babu when he, with tho air of a dog cringing to his master's fcot for pun ishment, would havo drawn nearer "Stop right thoro!" Amber told him crisply; and got for response obedi ence, a low salaam, and the Hindu salutation accorded only to persons of high rank: "Hazoor!" But before tho babu could say moro tho Ameri can addressed the girl. "What did he do?" he Inquired, without looking at her. "Frighten your horso?" "Just that." The girl's tone wns edged with temper. "Ho Jumped out from bohlnd that woodpllo; tho horso shied and throw mo." "You're not hurt, I trust?" "No thank you; but" with n nervous laugh "I'm furiously angry." "That's reasonable enough." Am bor returned undivided attention to tho Bengali. "Now then," ho domnnd od sternly, "what'vo you got to say for yourself? What do you moan by know tho dog, and succeeded In coax ing it to qulotnoss. , Sympathetic Burglar. A thoughtful burglar who broko Into tho liouso of Joseph Drown, Streathain Highroad, last week, has earned tho- gratitude of Mr. nnd Mrs. Drown by returning through tho post two highly-prized miniatures, whoso intrinsic valuo to tho thief was Incon siderable Tho thlof took 12 or 14 worth of portablo valuable, Including a sold frightening this lady horso? "What aro you doing horo, anyway?" Almost groveling, tho babu answer od him in Urdu: "Hazoor, I am your Blave " Without thinking Amber couched Lis retort in tho sanio tonguo! "Count yourself lucky you aro not, dog!" "Nay, hazoor, but I meant no hnrm. I was resting, bolng fatigued, In the shelter of tho wood, when tho nolso of hoofs dlsturbod mo and I stopped out to see. When tho woman was thrown I sought to assist her, but she threatened mo with her whip." "That is quite true," tho girl cut In over Amber's shoulder. "I don't think ho Intended to harm me, but it's pure ly an accident that ho didn't." Inasmuch as tho babu's explanation had been mode in fiuont, vernacular Urdu, Amber's surprise at the girl's ovldont familiarity with that tonguo was hardly to be concealed. "You un derstand Urdu?" ho stammered. "Aye," sho told him In that tongue, "and spoak it, too." "You know this man, then?" "No. Do you?" "Not in tho leat. How should I?" "You youraolf speak Urdu." "Well, but" The situation hardly lent itself to such n discussion; ho had tho babu first to dlsposo of. Am ber resumed his cross-examination. "Who are you?" ho demanded. "And what is your business In this place?" Tho fat yollowlsh-brown faco was distorted by a fugitive grimace of deprecation. "Hazoor, I am Beharl Lai ChatterJI, solicitor, of tho Inner Temple." "Well? And your business horo?" "Hazitor, that Is for your secret ear." Tho babu drewi himself up, as suming a certain dignity. "It Is not meet that tho message of tho Bell should be uttered ic the heating of nn Englishwoman, hazoor." "What are you drivelling nbout?" In his blank wonder. Amber returned to and Was fiorid. English as to a tongud moro suited to his urgent neod of forcible expression. "And, look here, you stop calling me 'Hazoor.' I'm no mote a hazoor thaa you are-j-idlot!" "Nay," contended the babu reproach fully; "Is it right that you should seek to hoodwink mo? Have I not oyes with which to see, ears that can hear you speak our tongue, hazoor? I am no child, to bo played with I, the ap pointed Mouthpleco of tho Volco!" "I know naught of your 'Voice' or 1U mouthpleco; but cortalnly you aro no child. You aro either mad, or insolent or a fool to be kicked." And in ex asporntlon Amber took a step toward the man ns if to carry into effect his implied throat Alarmed, the babu cringed nnd re treated a pace; then, sudtlenly, rnis- ing an arm, indicated tho girl. "Ha zoor!" ho cried. "Be quick tho woman faints!" And as Ambor hastily turned, with astonishing agility tho babu sprang toward him. Warned by his moving shadow as much ns bv the clrr's orv Amhnr lonnt aside and lifted a hand to strike; butl ueroro no could deliver a blow It was caught and a small metallic object thrust Into It Upon this his fingers closed instinctively, and the babu sprang back, panting and quaking. "Tho Token, hazoor, tho Token!" ho quavered. "It Is naught but that the Token!" "Tokon, you fooll" cried Amber, staring stupidly at tho man. "What In thundor I" "Nny, hazoor; how should I toll yoj now, when nnothor sees and hears? At another tlmo, hazoor, in a week, or a day, or an hour, mayhap, I como again for your answer. Till then and forover I am your slave, ha zoor: the dust beneath your feet. Now 1 go, And with a haoto that robbed tho I giving tho ngo of her ago, not of her courtesy of Its grace, tho IJongall j self. Sho has claimed to bo twenty Bnlaamed, then whoolod squaro about i for about that loug. Judgo. mlnlaturo lockot containing the por traits of Mr. Urown's two Ilttlo boys. Tho parents woro particularly sorry to loso tho lockot becauso tho elder of tho boys died only a short tlmo ago aud tho miniature could not bo replacod. London Dally Mall. Certain Americana Abroad. Thero aro Americans who Uvo abroad and speak of their native land In shameful whispers. Another kind U an explainer. Ho bocomes fretful and involved In tho attempt to make and, hitching his clothing round htm, made off with a celerity surprising In ono of hlB tremendous bulk, strAtlng directly Into tho h,eart of tho woods. Ambor was left to knit his brows over tho object which had been forced Upon him so unexpectedly. It proved to bo a small, cubical box, Bomothlng moro than an inch square, fashioned of bronze and clnboratoly decorated with minute relief work In the best mnnner of ancient Indian craftsmanship. "May I see, pleoso?" Tho voice of ho girl at his sldo recalled to Amber her existence. "May I seo, too, please, Mr. Amber?" ahe repeated. CHAPTER II. The Girl and the Token. In his astonishment he looked round quickly to meet tho gazo of mischiev ous oyos that strove vainly to seem slmplo and sincere. Awaro that ho taced an uncommon ly pretty woman, who chose to study him with a stralghforward Interest ho was nothing loath to Imitate, ho took tlmo to seo that sho was very fair of skin, with that creamy, silken whiteness that goes with hair of tho shade commonly and unjustly termed rod. Her noso ho thought a trace too severely perfect In Its modeling, but redeemed by a broad and thought ful brow, a strong yet absolutely fem inine chin, and a mouth . . . Well, ns to her mouth, tho young man se lected a rosebud to liken It to. Having catalogued theso several fentiirefl, he had 'a mental portrait of her ho was not likely soon to forget For It's not every day that one en counters so pretty a girl In tho woods of Long Island's southern shore or anywhere else, for that matter. Ho felt sure of this. But he was equally certain that ho was as much a stranger to her as she to him. Sho, on her part, had been busy satisfying herself that ho was a very presentable young man, in splto of the somewhat formidable reputation he wore as a person of learned attain ments. If his looks attracted, it was not because ho was handsome, for that ho wasn't, but bocauso of certain signs of strength to be discerned In his face, as well ns an engaging man ner which ho owned by right of an cestry, his ascendants for several gen erations having been notable repre sentatives of one of the First Families of Virginia. The pauso which fell upon tho girl's use of his name, and during which they looked ono another over, was sufficiently prolonged to -excuse tho reference to It which Amber chose to make. "I'm sure," he said with his slow" smile, "that wo'ro satisfied we've never met before. Aren't wo?" "Quito," assented tho girl. "That only makes it the more mys terious, of course." "Yes," said sho provokingly; "doesn't It?" "You know, you'ro hnrdly fair to me," ho asserted. "I'm rapidly be ginning to entertain doubts of my senses. When I left the train at No komls station I met a man I know as well as I know myself pretty nearly; and ho denied me to my face. Then, a Ilttlo later, I encounter a strange, mod Bengali, who apparently takes mo for somebody ho has business with. And Anally, you call me by name. "It Isn't so very remarkable, when you como to consider It," sho returned soberly. "Mr. Dayld Amber Is rather well known, oven in his own country. I might vory woll have seen your pho tograph published li connection with somo review of lot mo see. . . . Your latest book was entitled 'The Peoples of tho Hindu Kush,' wasn't it? You see, I haven't read It." "That's sensible of you, J'm, sure. Why should you? . . . ftut your theory doesn't hold water, because I I won't permit my publishers to print )UJ t'ltiuic, uuu, ucaiucil, icuona v sifci stupid books generally appear In profound .monthlies which abhor Il lustrations." "Oh!" She received this with a note of disappointment. "Then my ex planation won't do?" "I'm sorry," ho laughed, "but you'll have to bo more Ingenious and prac tical." "And you woc't show me the pres ent the babu made you?" Ho closed his fingers Jealously over tho bronze box. "Not until . . ." "You Insist on reciprocity?" "Absolutely." "That's very unkind of you." "How?" ho demanded blankly. (TO DG CONTINUED.) His 8eif-Defance. "When a man's married," said Rose Stahl, "his excuses begin. "Did you evor hear how Sambo got out of it when ho was caught in the turkey coop!" ""Deed, mistah,' he said, "'deed, sab, I isn't a-stealin dis yah bird. I's takin' it In self-defense. Hones' I is!' " 'Self-defense?' roared the indig nant owner, shaking him by tho col lar. 'What kind of a Ho aro you try ing to tell mo?' " 'Pleaso, sah,' walled the much abused Snmbo, mnh wife she say of I doan' fotch homo a turkey sho gwlno to break obery bono In mah body. An' so I Jes' 'bleeged ter portent mah se'f!'" Young's Magazlno. Blank Filled Corectly. "Whon Llzzlo Tlmms filled out her application blank to teach school," laughs tho neighbor, "sho wroto on tho lino asking what her ngo was, 'My ago Is twenty years old.' Wasn't that a ludicrous mistake?" "Oh, I don t know. You misunder stand It. She was honest. Sim It clear to somo Englishman with a cold and flshliko oyo that, as a mat ter of fact, tho lynching nro scat tered over- n largo territory, and Tam many has nothing whatever to do with tho Unitod States souato, and tho millionaire does not crawl into too presenco of his wlfo nnd daughters and Morgnn never can bo king, and citizens of St. Louis aro not In dan ger of being hooked by moose. After ho gets through tho Englishman Bays "Really?" and the painful Incident la' clo6d. George Ado in Century. Make the Liver Do its Duty Nine times in ten when the liver is right the stomach and bowels are right CARTER'S LITTLE LIVER PILLS gently butfirmly comj pel a lazy nvcr do its duty. Cures Con. 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Doing n religious man, ho placed tho steak in front of him, and there, in the shado of tho trees surrounding his benefac tor's house, ho folded his hands, closed his eyes, nnd gavo thanks to heaven for tho meal. When ho was In tho attitude of prayer, a dog rushed up and captured the steak. Pat looked around in tlmo to soo the food disappearing over tho hill. " 'Thank heaven,' ho exclaimed, again closing his eyes, ho left mo my appetite!'" Tho Sunday Magazine. --f "What is an iacpmo tax, pa?" "A wife, my son.'7 To Be a Good Cook. x "To be a good cook means tho knowledge oj all fruits, herbs, balms and spices; an3 of all that ia heuling and sweet in fields and groves, savory in meats; it means carefulness, in ventiveness, watchfulness, willingness' and readiness of appliance; It means the economy of your great-grandmothers and tho science of modern chem ists; It means much testing and no wasting; it means English thorough ness, French art and Arabian hospl t'allty; it means, in flue, that you are to le perfectly and always ladles (loaf-gfTers), and you are to see that everybody has something nlco to eat." Ituskln. ""a1 A Personal Matter. "You must havo studied political economy pretty thoroughly to bo so impressed with tho iniquity of the trusts." "To tell you tho truth," replied tho candid citizen. "I don't know much nbout tho insldo workings of trusts. But I havo seen pictures of tho men who run them, and 1 havo kind of taken a dislike to them." A Hopeful Fellow. "What Is an optimist?" , "A man whoso bump of hope Is big gcr than tho rest of hla head." AT THE Coffee Runs PARSONAGE. Riot No Longer. "Wlfo and I had a nerlous tlmo of It whllo we were coffee drlnkors. "Sho had gastritis, headaches, belch. "MUARTERS .IRSf SHUTTLE JJJJJJJJJBW satf-mie W Bif$-B5SffiP AS A RULE. WK r )- ivra ing and would havo periods of sick ness, while I secured a daily headache that bocamo chronic. "Wo naturally sought relief by drugs without avail, for it is now plain enough that no drug will euro tho dis eases another drug (coffee) sets up, particularly, so long ns the drug which causes tho troublo is continued. "Filially wo thought wo would try leaving off coffeo and using Postum I noticed that my headaches disappeared like magic, and my old 'trembly' nerv ousness left. Ono day wlfo said, 'Do you know my gastritlB has gono?' "Ono can hardly realizo what Post um has done for us. "Then wo began to talk to ethers. Wlfo s father and mother were both coffeo drinkers and sufferers. Their headaches left entirely a short tlmo nfter they changed from coffeo to Postum. "I began to onqulro among my par ishioners nnd found to my astonish ment that numbors of thorn uso Post um in placo of coffeo. Many of tho ministers who havo visited our par sonngo havo becomo enthusiastic cham pions of Postum." Namo given by Postum Co., Battlo Creek, Mich. Head the Ilttlo book, "Tho Road to Wcllvillo," in pkgs. "There's a reason." Ever rad the above letterr A nrrr ono appear from time (o time. TbV uferMt.Ulne' '""' n4 '"" 0t """