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DON JUAN.
John Stuart WobStcr, mlnlnpr en
Ktneer, boards a train In Death
Valloy, California, on his way back
to civilization after cleaning up
$100,000. Ho looks like a hobo. Ttjen
no rescuos a distressed lady, who
mokes his heart flop over. Ho
eliminates the offending man. Sho
Is Dolores Ituey. In Denver ho Is
offered a $25,O0O-a-year Job by a
capitalist friend, Edward J. Je
rome. Ho receives a dolayed letter
from his own particular pal, Billy
Qeary, asking him to finance a.
gold-mining proposition In Central
America and go fifty-fifty with
him on the profits. So ho startB
for Sobrante. Jeromo goes with
John to tho depot. Thoy meet tho
distressed lady on her way to the
samo train. John tells Jeromo the,
wholo story. Jerome secretly sees
the girl, offering her $10,000 If Bho
induces John to take his job Inside
of ninety days. The girl accepts.
The scene now shifts to Buenaven
tura, Sobrante, whore Geary has
exlBtcd for two months on credit
extended by Mother Jones, keeper
of a hotel and dramshop. Dolores
cables Henrietta Wllklns (Mothor
Jenks) that she Is on her way to
visit her. Mother Jenks has been
educating Dolores, who Is the
daughter of former President Ruey
of Sobrante, deposed and executed
by President Sarros. Moher Jenks
doesn't want Dolores to find out
she Is no longer respectable. So
Billy mcots the steamer and tries
to turn the girl back. But Dolores
lands and salutes Mother Jenks as
"Mothen" Billy promptly falls In
lovo with Dolores. Webster In
New Orleans secures a stateroom
on La KotreUlta by buying a ticket
for a mythical valet, "Androw
Bowers." In Now Orleans Webster
saves a young man from assassi
nation. On tho steamer he flndo
the mythical valet in his stateroom.
Ho accepts "Bowers" on trust,
without learning his Identity At
Buenaventura ho assists the "valet"
to land. He finds Billy In lovo
with Dolores, and like tho good
scout ho la bids farewell to his ro
mance. Dolores astonishes him.
He makes his will.
CHAPTER X Continued.
9
"Quite right. Few women have n
sense of sportsmanship. Tou stnnil a
very gooil chnnce of becoming a mil
lionaire in Sobrante, but you must be
ware of a dark ninn who has crossed
your patli "
"Which one?" Webster queried
mirthfully. "AH coons look alike to
me Greasers also."
"Mere patter of our profession, Mr.
Webster," she admitted, "tossed In to
build up the mystery element and
simulate wisdom. Fortune awaited
you In the United States, but you put
It behind you, at the call of friend
ship, for a fortune In Sobrante. Now
you have reconsidered that foolish
action and at this moment you are
contemplating sending a cablegram
to a fat old man who waddles when he
walks, recalling your decision not to
accept n certain proposition of a
business nature. However, you are
too late. The fat old man with tho
waddle has made other arrangements,
and If you want to make money, you'll
remain In Sobrante. I think that Is
nil, Mr. Webster."
He was gazing at her with an ex
pression composed of equal pnrts of
nwe, amazement, consternation, adora
tion, nnd blank stupidity.
"Well." she queried Innocently, "to
quote Billy's colloquial style: did I
put It over?"
"You did very well for an amateur,
but I'm a doubting Thomas. About
"Did I Put It Over?"
thla fat old man who waddles when
h walks: a really topnotch palmist
cottld tell me IiIh name."
"Well, I'm only an amoteur, but still
I think I might, to quote Hilly again,
nuke a stab at It. no you care to
bet me nboiit ten dollars I cannot give
you the fat party's Initials all three
f them!"
rve ir'l n4, t,v owllahly. Hho ran
By PETER B. KYNE
Author of "Cappy Rick," "The Valley of tho
the most perfectly amazing girl ho
had ever met; ho was cortnln she
would win the ten dollars from him,
but then It was worth ten dollars to
know for n certainty whether sho was
perfect or possessed of a slight Haw;
so ho silently drew forth a wallet Unit
would have choked a cow and skinned
off a ten-dollar gold certlllcato of Uie
United States of America.
"I'm game," he mumbled.
"The fat gentleman's Initials are K.
V. J."
"Uy the twelve apostles, Peter,
Simon"
"Don't blaspheme, Mr. Webster."
lie stood up and shook himself.
"When you order the tea," he said
very distinctly, "please have mine
cold. I need a bracer after that. Take
tho ten. You've wou It."
"Thanks, over so much," sho an
swered In n matter-of-fact tone, and
tucked tho bill Inside her shirtwaist
"I am a very poor woman, and
'Every little bit added to what you've
got makes Just a little bit more,' " she
caroled, swaying her lithe, beautiful
body and snapping her fingers like a
cabaret dancer.
lie could have groaned with the
futility of his overwhelming desire for
her; It oven occurred to him what a
shame It wns to waste a marvel like
her on n callow young pup like Billy,
who had fought so many deadly sklrm-"
Ishes with Dan Cupid Uint a post
lmpresslonlstlc painting of tho Geary
heart must resemble a pincushion.
Then he remembered that this was an
ungenerous, a traitorous thought, and
that he had not paid the lady her fee.
"Well, what's the tariff?" ho asked.
"You really feel that I havo earned
a professional's fee?"
"Beyond a doubt"
"Since you have taken Billy awny
from me this evening, I shall make
you take Billy's place this evening.
After dinner you shnll hire an open
victoria with two little white horses
nnd drive me aifcund Uie Mnlecon.
There is n band concert to-night."
"If It's the last act of my wicked
life!" he promised fervently. Strange
to relate, In that ecstntlc moment no
thought of Billy Geary mnrrcd Uie per
fect serenity of what promised to bo
the most perfectly serene night In his
tory. They wero sented at tho tiny tea
table when the sound of feet crunch
ing the little shell-paved path through
the patio caused Webster and Dolores
to turn their heads simultaneously.
Coming townrd them was an Individ
ual who wore upon a head of flaming
red a disreputable, conical-crowned
straw sombrero; a soiled cotton
camlsa with the tails flowing free of
his equally soiled khaki trousers, and
sandnls of the kind known as nlpnr
gntes made from the tough fibre of a
plant of tho caqtus family and worn
only by the very lowliest piions com
pleted his slngulnr attire.
"One of Billy's friends nnd another
reason why he has no soclnl standlnc,"
Dolores whispered. "I believe he's go
ing to speak to us."
Such evidently appeared to bo tho
man's Intention. He enmo to the
edge of the veranda, swept his ruin
of a hat from Ids red head and bowed
with Castilian expnnslveness.
"Yer pardon, Miss, for appearin' be
fore you."
She smiled her forgiveness to what
Webster now perceived to be nn
alcoholic wreck. He wns about to
dismiss tho fellow with scant cere
mony, when Dolores, with that rich
soiiro of nlmost masculine humor
n humor thnt was distinctly American
said sweetly:
"Mr. Webster, shake hands wlUi Don
Juan Cafetero, bon vlvnnt and man
about town. Don Juan, penult mo to
present Mr. Webster, from somewhere
In the United States. Mr. Webster Is
a mining partner of our mutual friend
Mr. William Geary."
A long, sad descent Into the Pit had,
however, Imbued Don Juan with a
sense of Ills degradation; he was In
the presence of a superior, mid he ac
knowledged the introduction with a
respectful incilnntlii of Ids head.
"Tls you I've calico to see, Mlsther
Webster, sor," lu; ejululned.
"Yery well, olfl-tlmer. In what way
can I lie of service to you?"
"Tls the other way around, sor, If
ye plaze, nn' for that same there's no
charrgo, seeln' ye're the partner, av
that line, kind giutlemau, Mlsther
Geary. Did ye, whllHt In New Orleans,
have d'alings wit' u short, shtout
aplKKoty wit' n puckered scar undher
his right ee?"
John Stuart Webster suddenly snt
up straight and gazed upon Die loot
son of Krln with grave Interest. "Yea,"
ho replied, "I seian to recall such u
man."
'"Tls nono nv me business, sor; but
would yo mind tellln' mo Just what yo
did to that splggoty?"
"Why, to begin, last Sunday morn
ing I Interrupted thin pucker-eyed fel
low and a pup-eyed friend of his while
engaged In an attempt to nsMisslnnte a
while, inoHViiHitu stranger. The fel
low lug ilny, ut the gangplank of the
steamui. v inH again; he poked his
no.' Into my business, so I jiipieiwd
tils nose until he cried; right be.'ore
CTerybody I did It, Don Juan, and to
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add Insult to Injury, I plucked a few
hairs from Is' rat's moustache one
hair per each pluck."
"I'd n notion ye did sometliln' to
him, sor. Now, thin, listen to mo:
I'm not much to look at, but I'm white.
I'm an nttnshay, as ye might say, nv
Ignntz Leber him that do have the
Import an' export house ' at the Intl
av the Cnlle San Hosarla, fornlnst tho
bny. Also he do have charrge av the
cablfJfedllce, air whin I'm sober enough,
I delffer cablegrams for Leber. Now,
then, ye'll recall we had u bit nv a
shower to-day at noon?"
Dolores and Webster nodded. Don
Juan, after glancing cautiously around,
lowered Ills voice nnd continued: "I
was dellverln' a cnblegram for Leber,
an' me course took me past the palnco
gate which, be the same token, Iuls
8lnthry-boxes both Inside an' out, wan
on each slae av the gate. The slnthry
wns not visible us I camo nlong, an'
what wit' the shower comln' ns sud
dlnt as that, an' me wit' a wardrobe
Unit's not so extlnslve I can afford to
get It wet, I shtepped Into wan av the
outside slntry-boxes till the rain
should be over, nn' what wit' n dhrlnk
av agnnrdlente I'd took to brace me
for the thrlp, nn' Uie mlmory av auld
times, I fell asleep.
"Dear knows how long I snt there
napping; nil I know Is Unit I was
awakened by the sound nv three men
tnlkln, at tho gate, an' dlvil u worrd
did they say but what I heard. They
were tnlkln' In Spanish, but I uu
dhorshtood thim well enough. 'He's at
the Hotel Mateo,' says wan voice, 'an'
his name Is Webster Jnwn Webster.
He's an American, an' a big, savage
Iookln' lad at that, so take me advice
an' be cnreful. Do ye two keep an
eye on him wherever ho goes, an' If
he should shtep out nt night an' vrtm
dher t'rough a dark shtreet, do ye two
see to I that he's put where he'll not
Interfere again In Don Felipe's affairs.
No dninn' gringo' beggln' yer par
don, Miss can Intherforo In the
wurrk nv the Intllllgince huriviu ot ft
time like this, In addition to lnsultln'
our honored chief, wlt'out the neces
sity nv Jtein' mensured for a cotlin.'
'SI, ir.1 general,' says another hid, nn
T be sure, ml general,' says a thlrrd,;
nn' wit' Unit the glneral, bad cess to
him, wlnt back to the palace an' the
other two walked on up the cnlle nn'
away from the slnthry-box."
"Did you come out nnd follow
Uiem?" Webster demanded briskly.
, "Fnlth, I did. Wan av them Is
Francisco Arredondo, u young cavalry
lootlnint, nn' the other wan Is Captain
Jose Benevldes, him that do bo the
best pistol-shot an swordsmnn In Uio
splggoty nrmy."
"What kind of looking man Is this
Benevldes, my friend?"
"A tall, thin young man, wit' n
dude's moustache an' a diamond ring
on his right hand. He do bo whiter
nor most. Have n care would ye meet
him nround Uie city an' let him pick
a light wit' ye. An' have a enre, sor,
would ye go out nv a night."
"Thank you, Don Juan. You're the
soul of kindness. What else do you
know?"
"Well," Don Junn replied with n
naive grin, "I did know sometliln'. else,
but shuro, Mlsther Geary ndvlsed mo i
to forget It. I was wit' him In the
Inunch Inst night."
Webster stepped out of the veranda
nnd Inld n friendly hnnd on Don Juan
Cafetero's shoulder. "Don Juan," ho
said gently, "I'm going back to the
United Stntes very soon. Would you
like to come with mo?"
Don Juan's watery eyes grew a
simile mistier, if possible. He shook
his head. "Whin I'm dhrunk here,
sor," he replied, "no wan pays any at
tlntlon to me, but in America they'd
glvo mo ten days In the hoofccgow
wnnst n week. Thank you, sor, hut I'll
shtny here till tho finish."
He knew the strength of the De
mon and had long since censed to fight
even a rear-guard action. Webster
put u hand under the stubby chin ami
tilted Don Juan's head sharply. "Hold
up your head," he commanded,
i 're the first of your breed I ever
s i who would admit ho was whipped.
Herd's five dollars for you fio dol
lars gold. Take It a Mil return with the
piece Intnct to-morrow morning, Don
Juan Cafeti'io."
Don Juan Cafetero's wondering
glunee met Webster's directly, wavered,
nought the ground, lint at a Jerk on
his chin came back and stayed.
Thus for at least ten seconds they
gazed at each other; then Webster
npoko. "Thank you," he snld.
"Me name Is, John J. Cnfferty," tho
lost one quavered.
"Hound one for CalTerty," Webster
toughed. "Good-bye now, until nlno
to-morrow. I'll expect you here, John,
without fall." And ho took tho dere
lict's hand nnd wrung I; heartily.
"Well," Webster remarked humor
ously to Dolores ns he held out IiIh
cup for moro tea. "If I'm not the ori
ginal Tumble Tom, I hope I mny never
see the back of my neck."
"Do you attach any Importance to
Don Juan's story?" she asked anx
iously. "Yes, hut not so much nH Don Juan
does. I greatly fear I have managed
to smrl myself up In n Sohrantenn
plltfMJ intr'jfiit, when I huveu't the I
slightest imcrvst either way. How
ever, that's only ono moro reason why
I should finish tny work hero and get
back to Denver."
"But how did nil this hnppen, Mr.
Webster?"
"Like shooting fish In a dry lake,
Miss Ituey," Webster replied, and rc
latcd to her In dctnll tho story of his
ndventuro with tho Sobrnntenn as
sassins In Jackson square and his sub
sequent meeting with Andrew Bowers
nboartl Ln Kstrelllta.
Dolores laughed long nnd hcnrtlly ns
Webster finished his humorous rccltnl.
"Billy told me God only mndo ono
Jack Webster nnd then destroyed the
mold; I believe Billy Is right. But do
tell mo what became of this extra
ordinary nnd unbidden guest."
"The night tho steamer arrived ln
port, Billy nnd Don Junn enmo out In
n launch to say 'Hello,' so I seized
upon tho opportunity to tell Andrew
to Jump overboard and swim to tho
launch. Gave him a little note to
Blll-carrled It In his mouth In
structing Billy to do the right thing
by him and Billy did It. I don't
"'Tls You I've Called to See."
know what Andrew Is up to nnd I
don't care. Where I was raised wo let
every nwii roll his own hoop. All I
hope Is that they don't shoot Andrew.
If they do, 1 fear I'll weep, lie's cer
tainly n skonkum lad. Do you know,
Miss Hney, I love anybody thnt can Im
pose on nn. make a monkey out of
me, In fact and make me like It?"
"That's so comforting," she remark
ed dryly.
Webster looked nt her sharply, sus
piciously; her words were susceptible
of a dual Interpretation, llor next
sentence, however, dissipated this Im
pression. "Because It confirms what
I told you this afternoon when I read
your palm," sho added.
"You didn't know how truly you
spoke when you referred to the dark
man that nnd crossed my paUi. He's
uncomfortably real- drat him I"
"Then you are really concerned?"
"Not nt all, but I puriMiso sleeping
with one eye open. I shan't permit
iny&elf to feel concerned until they
send more than two men itfter mc
say eight or ten."
Ills indifference nppnlled her; she
leaned forward -mpulslvely and laid i
hand on his forearm. "But you must
heed Don Jlian'S warning," she de
clared seriously. "You must not go
out nlone nt nlglu."
Ilo grinned boyishly. "Of course
'ot, Miss Kucy. You're going to rldo
out with me this evening."
"I'm not. I'll not subject you to
risk."
"Very well; Uien I shall drive out
nlone."
"You're n despot, Mr. Webster n
regular despot."
"Likewise a free agent."
"I'll go with you."
"I thought so. For what hour shall
I nrdo ,ho carriage?"
"Seven-thirty. After nil, they'll not
dare to murder you on the Mnlecon."
"1 agree with you. It will have to
he done very quietly, If at nil. You've
been mighty nlco to mo this afternoon,
si cress; I shall ho grateful right up to
the moment of dissolution."
"Speak softly but carry a big stick,"
she warned hlin.
"A big gun," ho corrected her,
"two of them, In fact."
"Sensible mnn I I'm not going to
worry about you, Mr. Webster." She
nodded her permission for lilni to re
tire, and as he walked down tho ver
anda and Into (he hotel, her glance
followed him with pardonable femi
nine curiosity, marking tho breadth of
his shoulders, tho quick, springy
stride, tho alert, erect polso of his
heaiL on the powerful neck.
"A doer of deeds are you, John
Stunrt Webster," sho almost wIiIhimt
ed. "As Kipling would say: 'Wallah I
But you aro a mnn J'"
A stealthy footstep sounded below
tho veranda: she turned nnd beheld
Don Junn Cafetero, his hat In his left
hand, In his right a gold-plnco which
he held toward her.
"Take It, allanah," ho wJieezed In
his hoarse, drunkard's whisper. "Keep
It f'r mo till to-morrow, for sorni wan
nv me can I trust to do that same
an' be the same token I cun'l face that
big man wlt'out It."
"Why not, Don Junn?"
He hung his red head. "I dunno,
Miss," lie replied miserably, "Maybe
'tis on account nv him the eye av
him tho way nv him illvll such n
man did I over meet God bless him I
Shuro, Mlsther Gcury do be tbo fle
lad, but he he
"Mr. Geary never put a big fore
finger under your chin and bndo yoi
hold up your bend. Is Unit It?"
'"Tls not what he did, Miss but thn
wny ho did It All tho fiends nv hell II
he nt mo this night to stipend what ha
glvo me nnd I I'm nfrald "
Ho broke off, mumbling nnd chatter
ing like n mnn In Uie grip of a great
terror. In his ngony of body nnd
spirit, Dolores could hnvo wept for
Don Junn Cafetero, for ln thnt su
preme moment the derelict's soul wns
Iwire, revealing something pure nnd
sweet nnd humnn, for nil his degrada
tion. How did Jnck Webster know?
wondered Dolores. And why did ho
so confidently give nn order to thin
human flotsam, nnd expect It to bo
obeyed? And why did Don Junn
Cafetero come whining to her for
strength to help him obey It?
"That wouldn't bo playing the
game," she told him. "I can't help
you deceive him. You aro tho first of
your breed "
"Don't sny It," ho cried. "Didn't
he tell mo wnnst?"
"Then maku the fight, Don Mr.
Cnfferty." She lowered her voice.
"J tun depending on you to stay Bober
nnd guard him. lie needs n faithful
friend so badly, now that Mj. Geary
Is nway," She patted thu grimy hnnd
and left him staring at the ground.
Presently he sighed, quivered horribly,
ami shambled out of the patio on to
the firing-line. And when ho reported
to Jack Webster at nlno o'clock next
morning, he wns sober, shaking hor
ribly nnd on the verge of delirium
tremens, hut tightly rlnsped In Ms
right hand he held that five-dollar
piece. Dolores, who had iiiado it her
business to bo present at the Inter
view, heard John Stuart Webster afty
heartily:
"The finest thing about n terrible
fight, friend CnlYorty, Is that If It la a
worth-while battle, tho spoils of vic
tory are exceedingly sweet. You nn
now about to enjoy ono fourth of tlw
said spoils a large Jolt of aguard
iente I You must have It to Btondj
your nerves. Go to tho nearest can
Una nnd buy one drink; then corn
back with the change. By that thai
I shnll have breakfasted and you nnf
I will then go shopping. At noon yot
shall have another drink; at foui
o'clock another; nnd. Just before r
tiring you shall havo the fourth aix
last for this day. Hemomher, Cnf
forty: ono Jolt no more and ?hw
back hero with the exact chango."
An Don Junn scurried for snlvmioc
Webster turned to Dolores. "He'll fill
me now, but that will not ho his faul
hut mine. I've set him too great i
task In his present condition. Never
theless, to use u colloquhil expression
I have the CalTerty goat and I'm go
hlg to keep it."
Webster went Immediately to hit
room, called for pen nnd paper, anil
proceeded at once to do that which hi
lind never done before to wit, pre
pare his last will and testament. In
a few brief paragraphs ho mndo t
holographic will and split his bank
roll equally between tho two humni
beings he cared for most Billy Gear.v
and Dolores Ituey. "Bill's a gamblei
like me," he ruminated ; "so I'll plaj
safe. The girl U a conservative, ant
after Bill's wad Is gone, he'd be boiled
In oil before he'd prejudleo hers."
Having made his will, Webstci
made a copytjf It. Tho copy he placer
In an envelope marked: "For Jack
Not to bo opened until ufter m
death." This envelope he then enclosei
In a larger one nnd mailed to Billy u
Cnlle de Concordia No. 10.
Having made his few simple pre
IjnrntloiiH for death, Mr. Webster nex
burrowed In his trunk, brought fort)
his hlg nrmy-typo automatic pinto
and secured It In a holster under tilt
nrm, for lie deemed It unwise and pro
vocative of curiosity to appear In Im
mnculuto ducks that bulged at tit
right hip. Next lie filled two span
clips with cartridges and slipped then
Into his pocket, thus completing lib
few simple preparations for life.
He glanced nut tho window ut tin
sun. There would still bo an hour o
daylight; so he descended to the 'obbj
called a carriage and took n shun
drive.
Returning to the hotel ho iIIsiiiIhhii
the carriage, climbed tho tin eo shor
steps to tho entrance and was passim
through tho revolving portal, whei
from his renr somo ono gave th
door a violent hhovu, with Iho esul
that the turnsL partition behind thin
collided with h- back with HiilllcK-n
force to throw Mm against the parti
lion In front. Instantly the duoi
ceased to pivot, with Webster locket
neatly In the trlr,ngular space be
tween the two sections of tho icvol
vlng door nnd the Jamb.
He turned and beheld In tho sec
Hon behind him an nfilcer of the
Sohrnnteau nrmy. This Individual,
observing lio wns under Webster's
scrutiny, scowled and peremptorily
motioned to Webstci to proieed
wftlch the latter did, with such vio
lence that the door, continuing to re
volve, caught up with the Rohranian
and subjected him to tho samo in
dignity to which he had subjected
Webster.
"The terrible Ceptiln Den
vldei."
(TO HI3 CONTINUED.)
Barrel Racing.
Barrel racing Is a favorite amuse
irnt among '.bo workmen In n suburb
of London, oomo forty "ollnr men,
coopers and others competed In ono ,
race of this description Then follow,
ed a double-barreled race, the men en
gaged being obliged to push hefitrt
them two empty barrels knsteud of or.a
iRS. ALICB GRBSHAM DODD,
mother of the firt AmerloM
oldier killed In France, nho five
entire oredlt for reoovery of her
health to the well-known medlolna
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Iho following romnrknblo endorse
memt of Tnnlac was given recently bj
Mrs. Alico Grcslmm Dodd, at th
Grosham Momorlal Ilomo, Gavin Park,
Evnnsvllle, Ind., which homo wns pr
scntcd to her by tho pntrlotlc pcoplt
of Indinnn, ns ovldenco of their apprt
elation of tho services rendored to hi
country by her son, Corporal Jamef
B. Grcshnm, tho first American soldloi
killed ln France. Expressions of synv
pnthy wcro received by Mrs. Dodd
from all pnrts of tho United States,
and tho newspapers of tho country;
carried tho story of tho first "war
mother."
Tho shock of her son's denth re
sulted In tho serious breakdown o
Mrs. Dodd's health, but overyono wlU
learn with Interest nnd pleasure that
sho Is now In splendid health again.
When seen nt her home recently sh
mndo tho following stntement, giving
tho cntlro credit for her recovery ti
tho well-known medicine, Tnnlac.
"After my dear boy's denth I ha
a general breakdown ln health," said
Mrs. Dodd. "At first it was Just b
digestion. My food used to upset mt
nnd I had to diet myself very care
fully, which wasn't much hardship,
ns I lost all dcslro to cnt. Then I had
an attack of rheumatism, with sovorf
pains In my shoulders, back and arms.
Sometimes I used to suffer a great
dcnl, nnd My Joints would get nl
swollen up nml stiff. I was nblo to do
very llttlo about tho houso, and a1
times couldn't oven cook a menl.
got very nervous nnd restless, nnd a
night would Iny nwnko for hours, nnd
lost mnny n night's sleep as n cons
quonco.
"A friend of mlno had. received i
great deal of help from Tanlac, and
It wns sho wfio ndvlsed mo to try It
T nm so glad I did for It proved th$
best medicine1 I hnvo over takon. It
soon gave mo n good nppotlto and
seemed to scttlo my Btomnch so thnt
I wns no longer troubled with Indigos
tlon. I don't know what It Is to hnva
rheumntlc pnlna now, tho swelling and
stiffness has all gono out of my,
Joints and I nm nblo to do tho work
of tho houso with tho greatest onso.
My nerves nro now stendy and strong,
I sleep flno nt night, nnd I fool bettor
In health thnn over beforo in my llfy
I shnll always bo grateful for what
Tunlnc hns done for mo, nnd shall
recommend It overy chnnco I got."
Tnnlac is sold by leading druggists
overy where. Adv.
A Qood Many Like Him.
Friend "1 read that book you lllu
trated." ArtlBt "I didn't. How did
tho Illustrations flt?"
Important to all Women
Readers of this Paper
4
Thousands upon thousands of women
hnvo kidney or bladder trouble and neret
uixpuct It,
Women's complaints often prore to b
'lOthing clsa but kidney trouble, or thi
result of kidney or bladder dlccaie.
If the kidney nro not In a healthy cob
lition, they amy causa tho other organ!
io beoomo d!enncd.
You may BiilTcr pain In tho back, head
irhc nnd Io.ih of Ambition,
Poor health makes you nervous, irrlta
iilo and may bo despondent; it makes any
'ine no.
But hundred of women rlnim that Pr.
Kilmer' Swamp-Hoot, by rotorinn
icnlth to tho kidneys, proved to be junt
Mio remedy needed to ovcrcomo uch
entidjtion.
Mnny cend for a pamnlo 1 "Hlo to ee
Hint Swnmp-Bnot, the prent kidney,
liver nnd bladder medicine,' will do foi
'ietn By enclniiiir ten centi to Dr,
Kilmer A Co., Blnchamtnn. N. Y.. yoa
may iceeivo nainplo piro bottle hv rareel
I'ost. You can purelino medium and
lari;o (date bottle nt nil d"ir plnrei. Adv-
No mnn Is so powerful that some
weak woman can't set her foot on
his neck.
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