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CHAPTER XXIX Continued.
15
' Tou -rrould havo followed mo across
tho wdrld upon your knees, and you
nerved nio Hko a slavo. And I I ro
Xnld you with a whlto man's coin!
I loft you to break your heart among
tho dusky peoplo who woro kinder
than I! . . . But tho Winds of
3od blow npon my conscience and my
heart and I roturncd. Your faco and
your faithful eyes, watting, waiting,
brought mo back from tho far cities
only to boo jou dlo In tho lodgo of
3volawmlo wllh my babo on your
orenst! Or you say I but dreamed,
"Kali wanna?"
With falling sight tho spoakor tried
to plerco tho mystery, gazing at Sllotz.
"Did I dream of death and rotrlbu--tlon
and of Kolawralo, who bent
.abovo tho babo to put that sign upon
hor faco? I struck his hand away
when It had sot but a fraction of tho
fatal bar tho sign that said you were
wild, that forbado you to tho shallow
cltlos, that mado you a whlto man's
toy! You1 you Kahwanna ah, 1
havo forgot. What la tt I would ro
jncmbor?" Tho eagerness loft tho Preacher's
eyes, thoy became suddenly calm and
mild.
With n cry that cut high abovo tho
steady sounds of tho wind and tho
fires Sllotz sprang up, a hand (lung to
lier lips, whero tho sign of tho Siletz
ifltood out brokon In Its Incoptlon!
i "My father! " Bho cried pitifully, "oh,
any father!"
Sandry was broathlng heavily, a
mist In his eyes and a sadness upon
his heart His victory over Hampden
.had lost Its savor.
But tho past with Its pitiful shad
ows had drifted away from tho Preach
or forovor and tho look of gentlo ten
derness had roturncd.
"My daughter," ho said softly, "why
-do you weep? Ah tho night closes
down and it Is dark. I havo loot my
rway. What Is tho path?"
Ills flngorB groped blindly for tho
ffluto.
"What Is tho way out of tho laby
Tlnth of youth and sin and prim
roses? Ah. I havo forgot!"
With a suddon Inspiration Sandry
stopped and picked up tho lnstrumont.
JIo had played a bit at college Softly,
oaUvorly, tho Joyous notes began, "Jo
caua, Lovor of My Soul," to go on to
4hat anclont plea of trusting faith,
""Other rofugo havo I nono, Hangs my
Qfclpless soul on thoo," a strange volco
off glory amid tho death and danger,
(tho sin nnd stress of tho moment,
t A holy peaco spread on tho whlto
features.
"Why, cortalnly!" whlsporod the
traveler of tho hills, "how could I for-
Bet! That Is tho Way out."
And then, "Hush I Tho murmur of
nnany wings. Ah, tt Is God's hand!
XI go da profundls! Gloria In ox
' eolsIs!"
With that last whlsporcd word tho
-wandering player of hymns, tho
Xprcachor to tho trrosponslbles und tho
lover of humanity fumbled Btltlly at
his habit's skirt. Sandry knolt, found
a deep pockot, folt therein and brought
-out a small Blblo of a long-past day,
fits edges woro thin and frayod and
i Greatly worn. Ub stiff back, with tho
iago-black, raised lottoring, had long
fllnco lost its corners. Ho know It
JnBtantly for tho counterpart of that
;uo on Sllotz stand In tho llttlo south
room. It4ad many openings of Ub
own, and It fell apart, tlrst at tho
psalms nnd then at a passago whoso
Ibcginnlng caught his cyo qb ho placed
, Sit tu tho loving handB Uint mado to
urasp Hh familiar bulk and failed.
.Tho stately words whoso solemn fore
cast had struck him onco when ho
sought for sorao cluo to tho Proachor'B
identity now soomod to ring in his
cars, a stupendous requiem for tho
nainclcBS, hlgh-soulod, drlftor-from the-waysof-mon
who had bpont his blnmo-
Ivbp llto in fanciful atonomeut for a
shadowy wrong.
Who snail ascend into tho It 1 11 of the
lird? Ho thnt hnth clean hnnils nnd n
4ur heart. Who hath not lifted up his
oul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully.
f
Tho Preachor was of that past
, hich ho had so long forgotten and
which Destiny had docrocd should
flash hack to him for ono rovoallng
jmoment.
CHAPTER XXX.
f'The Nloht Wind Is Not Afnld to Dlo."
" Sundry laid tho Hlblo under tho llfo
Uoss hand, looked about desperately
for something to cover tho glorified
faco betweon its whlto curls, and und
ting nothing but tho tall ferns gathorod
an armful which ho spread ovor tho
body.
Then ho faced Hampden In deadly
-iiulet.
"I had meant prison," ho said, "now
1 mean tho olectrio chair."
Tho other laughod.
"Mean an' bo damned I" ho said in
solently, "you'll novor Bend mo thoro."
Ills burning oyoB woro covering tho
clump of ferns that hold his gun, but
.gandry wont ovor and picked It up.
He stood a momont considering.
A hot wind wna whipping up tho
lips on every sido and Black Bolt was
pplup uneasily, pointing anxious
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ears this way and that Coosnah had
crawled to whoro Sllotz knolt, weep
ing, with hor hands over hor faco.
Ho crouched low to tho ground and
laid his heavy muzzlo against hor boot,
whining dolorously.
Suddoniy, In tho momentary silonco,
Poppy Ordway spoko. Her faco was
flushed Hko an April dawn. Chanco
and tho courngo of tho last throw lont
It tho ltiBt touch of ravishing charm.
"KiBmotl" alio said, "I am tho only
ono who wins in this gamol Hamp
den, you'ro right. I'vo bought you
with your own coin. And let mo toll
you Hampden, that you wero disgust
ingly onsy."
Tho tlmbcrman winced at tho bru
tal wordB.
HIb florid faco darkened with rago
"Ah, yes! So you won his lovo with
vour protty detective work I You'll
marry him an' sottlo down."
Thus was tho crucial moment pro
sontcd to Poppy Ordway all suddenly,
and Bho recognized It lilstantly. It
sont a chill to her daring heart, then
iirod It with that lovo of chanco, that
ability to cast great stakes on a
singlo throw, which In a better naturo
would havo mado hor great.
Sho felt with a flash of hor genius
tho drama of tho situation, tho tenso
readiness of tho moment for wild,
fantastic things, nnd accepted It at
onco.
"Yes!" sho cried, "yea! I offer
Sundry you and mysolf!"
With a beautiful gesture sho
stepped toward Sandry and hold out
both hands, her golden head up, hor
slumbrous bluo oyes sensuous nnd
black with excitement, hor wholo ox
qulslto body a luro with tho mighty
abandon of hor passion and hor rock
less gift.
"Walter," sho said tremulously, "I
havo said thcro is no law for a genius
1 say It again. I can Bavo your fu
turo and I glvo you myself along
with It, becauso I lovo you! Oh, you
can novor know how I lovo you!"
Her golden volco roso with tho
forco of tho emotion that shook hor,
broke and failed, and sho stood pant
ing. "Will you not take my hands, Waf
tor?" Bho almost walled, "I havo dono
It all for lovo of you!"
Sandry, his eyes upon hor faco, as If
In fnscinatlon, did not tnovo. It was
as If ho could not, though ovory flbor
In his Jaded body nnsworod to hor call.
"For lovo!", breathed Poppy Ord
way, "for groat lovo!"
Across her words thcro cut a shrill
cry.
"Sho lies!"
Sllotz had sprung to hor feet, both
hnnds feeling wildly in hor empty
blouso.
Miss Ordway swung heavily toward
her.
"Hush!" sho said warnlngly.
Sho slipped a hand insldo hor own
gown and' showed a cornor of tho
soiled packet of proofs that Sllotz had
v-4y$
Spread Ferna Over the Body.
gunrded for so many days, tho packot
that sho know luBtlnctlvoly meant
harm to Sandry, that must novor go
caBt!
tt was then that Sandry was to bo
hold tho Iron In this creaturo of soft
ness, of faithfulness and of sorvlco.
With a cry that chilled his blood In
Ub savago wildnoss, tho girl loapod
across tho sllont form in tho shabby
habit, toro Sandry's gun from his hand
and ilrod twlco beforo ho could aolzo
her and wrest tho weapon from hor.
Both shots went wild.
"What would you do?" ho crlod
aghast
Sllotz fought for tho gun liko a
wild thing. Then, as ho hold it high
abovo hor reach, sho foil on hor knoos,
clasping his limbs, hor faco upturned
and transfigured with tho lust for
blood.
"Kill thorn!" Bho panted desper
ately, "kill them both! Blood for
fcils
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DAKOTA COUNTY HERALD;
Preacher nnd oho would ruin you!
Shoot them, Sandry, shoot thorn or
glvo mo tho gunl"
Shuddering, Sandry covered hor
savago eyes with his hand. Tholr
reversion sickened him. But sho
Bhook him I0030, crying for death.
"Kill thorn both, for thoy will ruin
you if thoy go frco! Sho'o got tho
packet Kill hor and get tho packot!"
"What's this?" ho cried hoarsely.
"Things sho haB written about you
a letter to a man by tho namo of
MuBSoIdorn!"
Slowly Sandry's faco wont whlto
beneath Its grlmo as ho raised his
oyo8 and lookod at Poppy Ordway.
Sho returned his gaze.
Then "Truo," sho said, "that's
why I wont cast I cannot loso you,
Waltor. Thoro was dangor from that
wild creaturo thoro, though you did
not know it, and I was dotcrmined to
mako suro. Fair means or foul I
must win. And thoro'B no law for a
genius. I know and you know that
you aro "
"Guilty!" ho Bald, throwing up his
head. .
Then Sandry dropped IiIb oyes to
Silctz and spoko as if ho obeyod
some compelling powor, somo urgo to
Justify himself beforo hor.
"I answer to tho Right Law. I
oboyed tho ancient Right Law, llttlo
S'letz, and I havo no rogrots."
"I know!" cried Siletz, "I know!"
tho amoko was so doflso lhat tho
actors In this drama could scarcoly
seo each othor's faces, but thoy took
no noto of it Tho climbing roar had
shut them apart In a aound-mado si
lenco and thoy did not know it Only
Ilnmpdon, edging sldowlso, waa allvo
to tho possibilities of tho moment
Ho naw tho gun hanging In Sandry's
hand, forgotten. Ho saw Sllotz de
vouring his faco with her blazing
eyes of passion. Ho saw his moment
ami took It
With ono great bound ho flung him
self high in tho air, leaped tho spaco
botwoon and camo down with his
great wolght upon tho shoulders of
tho other man, clutching for back and
throat, drawing tho ono to him In a
grip of iron, pushing tho other away.
Sandry wont down Hko a rood, and
as his knees buckled undor him thero
was an ominous snap. Tho bono of
his right leg, newly healed and fragile,
gavo way under tho strain.
As tho two men fell, both guns, tho
ono in Sandry's hand nnd thu ono in
his trousers band, tumbled loosoly
apart Silctz, clinging still to San
dry's knees, wa3 borno down with
them. As thoy rolled over sho toro
herself from undor them and with
two awoops of her outspread arms
gathered tho gutiB. Then sho sprang
up, drawing back a paco, hor oyes liko
llro, and deliberately sought for a
chanco to kill Hampden.
"Sandry," sho crlod."'"llo flat! Lio
flat!"
From under Hampden's arm that
was choking tho breath from his
lungs tho ownor saw that slim fig
ure of doom and strove to cry out. At
last ho got his volco for a momont.
"Sllotz!" ho rasped, "don't shoot I
command you, don't kill " But tho
bark of tho gun drowned his words.
Sho waa firing around them.
With tho first shot Hnmpdcn, re
membering tho guns thnt he had
failed to get, felt his flesh rise on his
body and ho loosened his hold, shook
off Sandry and got to his foot, panting,
fighting mad, his oyes red and awful.
With tho courago of tho raging bull
ho mado straight for Sllotz, who fired
point blank at him, Ho took tho ball
in his shoulder and spun half round.
Tho girl pulled tho trigger again, got
an empty snnp, throw tho weapon
away and raised tho other.
"Sllotz!" shrieked Sandry from tho
ground, "for my sake stop!"
it was a command, a cry of owner
ship, and it went straight to that part
of hor naturo which had oboyed for
generations. Sho hesitated, holding
tho man across tho barrel.
As for Hampden, ho stood, waver
ing drunkenly, chuckling In his throat,
a thing of horror in his malovoloncoj
"Well," ho ruspod dryly, "1 guess It's
Just us well. I'll leave you to yor
pleasant dreams. I sail for Panama
Hawaii tho Yukon. I'm dono."
Ho turned on his heel, to strido
away Into tho pall of smoke toward
tho north. In one moment ho camo
rushing back to run down to tho west
For tho first tlmo tho threo peoplo
loft togcthor rcmemborod tho fires,
saw tho thickened amoko, heard tho
roar that had mado them scream tholr
tragic words, unconsciously, for tho
last half hour.
It was all around them, thnt pouring
mnBS of smoko, and It waa black, as it
the fires wero noar. Hampden's huge
figure toro past them toward tho nar
row point of the rtdgo, then camo
lurching back, a long rod streamer
staining his bedraggled shirt
"My God!" ho shoutod hoarsely.
"We're hemmed In! It's on ovory
sldo! Wo'll burn liko rata!"
Ho flung a tragic arm to tho dusky
heavens. Poppy Ordway found hor
volco. Sho darted forward and
pounced upor him, again with that
Bubtlo suggestlcn of tho felino raco.
gripping his arm with Angers of steel.
"What do you moan?" Bho cried,
"1 mean that wo'vo ben playin' our
own llttlo gamo out to Ub conclusion
liko fools, whllo a blggor ono has bou
playin' Itself out Wo're In a cup
waltln'."
Thoro wns somothlng sinister about
that last word.
"When this damned wind sucks up
a llttlo hardor It'll draw th Area to
gether an' wo'll roast allvo."
Ho ceased, panting, moistening his
lips. Then presently a hldoous grin
distorted IiIb featuros.
"Who wins now?" ho said. "Brains
brains! An' ox'cutlvo ability an'
cunnlu'l I guess I win at last!"
From souiowhoro up behind tho low
DAKOTA CITY, NEBRASKA.
ering canopy e. rumbling thunder
drowned his words, as If all tho rocks
of tho tortured hills woro split asun
der In tho hoat When tt had died
away ho turned to Sandry whoro ho
Bat, palo undor his grlmo, a proy to
a thousand feelings.
"I'vo hated you liko poison ovor
senco I first clapped oyes on your
Johnny Eastern faco. You thought
you had mo boat and bo did sho," ho
Jerked his head at Poppy, "but I'm too
great a forco for both of you. She's
tho greatoat woman In nil th' world
an' I'm glad I soon hor like that I
loved hor."
Thero was Inflnlto pathos in hia
heavy volco for tho moment
"But th' play'B ovor. Th' curtain'll
drop In thirty mlnutos forty or fifty
at most nn' I'm tho winner nt last!
You'll novor marry hor! But how I
had you on th' hip eastern lawyers
an all!"
"An' old Frazcr clumsy foolt
Found your East Bolt deed unrecord
ed, didn't you? Laid It to him. Why
didn't you lay It to Hampden, who
hnd th brains an' tho powor of tho
wholo country? It was recorded all
right, but 1 owned th' rccordor anmo
aa I owned th' commissioner. Fools,
fools, all or you! An I win at last!"
It was again the East and tho West
that Sandry saw with aching oyes In
tho two women who took Hampdon'a
?y
"Who Wins Now?" He Said.
Brains!"
"Brains
nows of tholr fato. vMIas Ordway
raised palsied hands and let them
drop whllo sho stared with oyes of
frightful horror. Siletz moved nover
a muscle.
"I told you to go back!" sho cried,
"that big things wero about to happen,
and you would i.ot Now I shall pay
you for all things for what you
would do to Sandry. Also I pay him
for that." Sho pointed to the still
form under tho ferns.
"There is a way out tho secret
trail which only I know and which wo
tako."
Sho sprang and caught Black Bolt's
bridle, dragging him with ono motion
to Sandry's side. She bent to him
with arms of loving service, exerting
all her strength.
"Climb!" sho commanded, "climb
quick! We can mako it yet!"
But Sandry looked tnto her blazing
dark faco that wns like tho peaks In
storm, so wild was It, so thrilling, so
beyond comprehension, and shook his
head.
"What would yo do?" ho asked.
"Do? Go down tho troll across tho
Hog Back. There is room for a horso,
if ho is sure-footed, and Black Bolt
will go where 1 put him. Como! Ho'b
Jaded a bit but he'll carry us both."
"And they?"
She flamed from brow to throat with
unholy Joy. '
"Leave them!" she cried savagely,
"leave them to burn with their proofs
and their schemes and their wicked
ness! It Is tho right law!"
"No," he said, "it cannot be. If thero
is a way you must go you are a worn
nn nnd vou must tako her with
you."
"What?" cried Siletz In anguish.
"That la tho way of tho outBide
wdrld. Llttlo S'letz tho way of honor. '
Ho saw tho fires leap and flicker In
hor eyes, felt tho tension of her hands
upon his arms. Here was a force as
wild and erratic as the great tiros in
tho forest, and tho know not how to
hnndlo It Then came tho words of
tho Preacher .liko a way out of hla dif
ficulty. "Tho three bars of Ponuage, of
Faithfulness nnd of Sorvico."
"You nro my woman," said the young
man sternly, "Is It not so?"
"Yes," answered the girl Bimply. "I
nm your woman."
"Thon I command you to go nnd
take hor with you."
Tho girl dropped his shoulderB and
arose.
"I will obey," Bho said.
A change was working In hor. Tho
singing In hor ears waa growing faint
or. Sho wnB comtng Into tho open
country whoro Sandry lived his life,
oven as ho had gone for n momout
Into tho fastnesses whoro hers wns
laid.
"Como," Bho sold to tho staring
woman, "thcro is a way out You
need not die."
Ab the words forced themselves Into
tho swaying brain of tho other thoy
Btrlppod her of every rag of civiliza
tion. With a shriek she throw her
self forward, caught at tho saddlo,
clawed at Its trappings like ono de
mented. But Sllotz flung her back.
"A gift for a gift," sho crtod, "J gtva
you your wicked llfo. Give mo the
packet"
Tho woman toro tho papers from
hor breast, thrusting thorn In frenzy
at the girl nnd again tried uselessly
to mount Black Bolt. Hampden came
forward, lifted her ccntly in hla strong
arms and set her upon the homo.
Bho leaned down and snatched at tho
reins, but Silctz held them away.
"Quick!" screamed Poppy Ordway,
"do you want mo to burn, yon equawT
In silence the girl snapped her An
gora to Coosnah and tho mammoth
mongrel crept to her fret She tied
tho end of tho long reins securely to
his collar. Then she turned to Hamp
den. "Go," nhc said, "get trp. Ho will
carry you both and yon must hurry.
Coosnah knows tho Btcret tratL Urge
tho horso and he win tako It Don't
look down; nnd hold her, or sho wQl
Burely go over Go now."
Sandry, raised on his ono knee, be
held this thing aghast
"Sllotz" ho cried, "yon dtsoboyr
Sho shook her black head.
"I send her out. t stay. It Is my
groat privilege"
Sho laid slim fingers against tho
brokon sign boncath her lips.
"A woman serves and la faithful
if sho loves," she said softly, "and I
am your woman."
For a preclouB moment Hampden
atood in indecision. But tho lore of the
woman, tho glimmer of distant shores,
mayhap with hor who know? was too
strong, no turned from tho two and
leaped up behind tho saddle Btrfktng
a heel into tho flank of tho mettled
black who bounded forward, dragging
tho dog.
But Coosnah hung back upon tho
rein, turning anguished, adoring eyes
to his ono Idol. Tho girl stooped and
caught his long cars, lifting his wrin
kled faco.
"Go homo!" sho cried, commanding,
"Coosnah! Go homo!
"As you love me, go!" she finished
In Jargon, nnd tho huge, shambling,
faithful creaturo turned from her tnto
tho smoko to disappear toward that
secret trail which only they knew and
which led afar over tho fearing spino
of tho Hog Back. Ho strained at bis
tether to obey and Black Bolt broko
Into a stumbling, hurrying gait ovor
burdened, half-blind with smoko.
And tho girl turned to the despair
ing man upon the ground.
"Tho Night Wind is not afraid to
dlo," sho said gently, "and sho Is
Sandry's woman."
"Oh, my God!" groaned ihe man.
"what havo you dono!"
(TO BI3 CONTINUED.)
FEW FOUND TO BE PERFECT
According to Tests Made the Ideal
Husband Seems to Be a Some
what Rare Animal.
In a recent husband show each com
petltor was required to do certain
things and answor certain questions,
sayB Pearson's Weekly.
Tho ideal husband nnsworod all the
questions and did all his tasks without
fail.
Aro you tho husband every wtfo
should have? If so:
Can you glvo tho day of tho week
you woro married on and Its full dato?
Do you know when your mother-in-lnw's
birthday 1b?
When you left for tho ofllco thlB
morning what kind of dress was your
wife wearing'
Can you say offhand what the mar
kot prices of eggs, butter, cheese,
meat and bread are?
Do you know the cheapest shopping
places In your neighborhood?
Ono of tho testa tho husbnnd3 had
was as follows: Tho wives Btood behind
a cur.tain and placed one hand abovo
it Each husband was required to ptck
out hi3 wife's hand. A good many
failed!
Do you make a point of always
praising your wifo when ahe has
cooked anything moro daintily than
usual?
Do you toll her she's tho beat wlfo
in the world?
Havo you ever acknowledged to her
that you aro wrong and sho 1b right
in any -argument?
If you can answer these questions
satisfactorily then you can put your
self down as tho perfect husband ac
cording to this interesting and in
structive tost, at any rate.
Her Defense
Clarence Wolfo Overton, whose de
partment Btoro work haB moro than
vindicated sclontlflc management In
Chicago, said at tho Chicago Athletic
club:
"My department store's triumphs
with 'overhead' havo brought in a lot
of office and clerk Investigations.
Somo havo turned out funny:
"In an ofllco this morning I said se
verely to a stenographer:
"'Is It- truo that tho mlnuto tho
clock strikos six you drop your ma
chine and hike, even though you'ro In
tho middle of a letter?'
"The stenographer took a fresh
chow of gum.
'"Of course It Isn't true,' she said.
'Why, I'd never even dream of begin
ning a letter when tt was as noar as
all that' "
Wants Couch for Policeman.
Council has reinstated William B.
Hockonbrecht. a pollcoman. In spite of
a recommendation of Burgess Reiner
that ho be discharged, tho burgess de
claring th olllcer loafed In city hall
instead of patrolling hla bent, which
Hockonbrecht admitted.
After his reinstatement the burjesa
recommended that tho borough buy
Hockenbrocht a couch for uso while
on duty. Suubury (P&.) Dlepatc,
Philadelphia Record,
HE HAS HAD
K
And Likes the Laws in Western
Canada.
"1 lived near Leo, Illinois, for 46
years. I camo to Saskatchewan in tho
spring of 1912 nnC bought land near
Brlercrest. I have farmed this land,
1680 acres, ovor sinco. I havo had
grand cropB. In 1914 I had 100 acres
of wheat that yielded 40 bushels to
tho aero. I sold thla wheat at $1.50
per bushel. I like the country and my
neighbours. M y
taxes on each quar
ter section (160
acres) aro about
S32 a year. Tills
Thero Is No
War Tax So
called. covors municipal tax, school tax, hall
insurance tax everything. Thero Is
no war tax so-called. I Hko tho laws
In forco hero. Thero is no compulsion
to me in any way. I am just aa inde
pendent hero as I waa In Illinois, and
I feel that my family and I are just as
well protocted by tho laws of the prov
tnco aB wo wero In our old homo in Illi
nois. What I earn hero is my own.
I havo seven children and thoy take
tholr places at school, in sports and
nt all public gatherings tho samo as
tho Canadian born.
(Sgd.) M. P. Tysdal.
"February 9th, 1916."
Wo reprint tho following article,
complete, without comment, from tho
latest number of tho "Saskatchewan
Farmer," an agricultural paper pub
lished at Mooso Jaw, Saskatchewan:
"Tho attempt to
Former Iowa chock emigration
Farmers Are from tho United
Doing Well States to our prai-
In Canada. rio provinces by
I publishing alarming
ing statements about tho enormous
war taxes that aro being paid hero
$500 on a quarter section yearly
about forcing young men to enlist for
tho war; about the cold, no crops and
any old story that by its extravagant
boldness might influence men and
women from venturing north to Can
ada, is really in tho list of curios to
our people. Knowing tho country, wo
can hardly tako it seriously. Our gov
ernments, howovor, dominion and pro
vincial, aro taking steps to cxposo tho
false statements that aro being made,
and thereby keep the channel open for
continuing tho stream of settlera that
has been flowing to ua for tho past
decade. Advertisement
Few women can servo style and
comfort at the same time.
Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets are the
original little liver jnlltf put up 40 years
ego. They regulate hver and bowels. Adr
Another Good Place.
"Wo can't all dwell on Easy street."
"No, but wo can all live on tho
square."
Important to Mothers
Examine carefully every bottlo of
CASTORIA, a safo and suro remedy for
infants and children, and see that it
Ttunra tho
Signature of LiafrVAU
In Use for Over 30 Years.
Children Cry for Fletcher's Castoria
Lad of Seven Saves Sister's Life.
Tho presence of mind of Archlo
Burkett, seven years old, in throwing
a piece of carpot ovor his sister,
Laura fourteen years old, probably
saved hor llfo recently when ho found
hor clothes a mass of flames. Tho
girl's Injuries were not serious. Tho
boy explained that lie did Jus what
his mother had told him to do In a
caso liko that. Pittsburgh Gazette.
STOP EATING MEAT IF
KIDNEYS OR BACK HURT
Tako a Glass of Salts to Clean Kid
neys If Bladder Bothers You
Meat Forms Urlo Acid,
Eating meat regularly oventually
produces kidney troublo In some form
or other, snya a well-known authority,
becauso tho uric acid In meat excites
tho kidneys, they becomo overworked;
get sluggish; clog up and causo all
sorts of distress, particularly backacho
and misery In tho kidney region; rheu
matic twinges, sovoro headaches, acid
stomach, constipation, torpid liver,
sloeplossness, bladdor and uninnry ir
ritation. Tho momont your back hurts or kid
neys aren't acting right, or if bladder
bothers you, get about four ounces of
Jad Salts from any good pharmacy;
tako a tablespoonful In a glass of
water beforo breakfast for a fow days
nnd your kidneys will then act lino.
This famous salts is made from the
acid of grapes and lemon Juice, com
bined with lithla, and has been used
for generations to flush clogged kid
noya and stimulate thom to normal
activity; also to neutrallzo the acids In
tho urine so it no longer irritates, thua
ending bladder disorders.
Jnd. Salts cannot lnjuro anyone;
makos a dolightful effervescent lithla
water drink which mllllona of men and
women tako now and then to keep tho
kldnoya and urinary organa clean, thus
avoiding eorlous kidney dlsoase. Adv.
Repartee,
"Beauty 1b only akin deep," ah
sneered.
"Yea, my dear," retorted tho othori
"but wouldn't you like to change eklnl
with mo?"
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