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"By the Way, Mrs. Conway Dropped In Were km mrvsy mart mmm mmm I COPYRIGHT tjoj fcy BOD03 -MPRRItt COMPtwy SYN0PSI8. Lawrcnco Blalceloy, lawyer, bocs to Pittsburg with , tho forged notes In the .Bronson case to get tho deposition of John Gllmore. millionaire. A lady re quests Ulakcley to buy her a Pullman ticket. Ho styes . her lower 11 and re tains lower 10, Ho llnds a drunketi man In lower 10 and , retires In lower D. He awakens In lower T and llnds his clothes and bag missing. Tho man In lower 10 Is found murdered. Cir cumstantial cvldenco points to both Ulakeloy and tho man who stole his clothes. The train Is wrecked and Ulako ley Is rescued from a burning qar by a Blrl In blue. His arm Is broken. Tho girl proves to be Alison West, his partner's Bweethcart. Blakoley returns homo and finds he Is under surveillance. Moving pictures of the train taken Just before tho wrock reveal to Blakeloy a man lean ing from tho train with his stolon grip. Investigation proves that the man's namo Is Sulllvnn. Mrs. Conway, tho woman for whom Blakeloy bought a Pullman tlckot, tries to mako a bargain with him for tha forged notes, not knowing that they aro missing. Blakeley and an amateur de tective lnve8tlguto tho homo of Sullivan's Bister. From a servant Blakeloy loams that Alison West had been there on a visit nnd Sullivan had been attentlvo to her. Sullivan Is the husband of a daugh ter .of tho murderod man. CHAPTER XXV. Continued. Against both of those theories, I ac cuse a purely chimerical porson named Sullivan, who was riot eoen oy any or tno survivors savo one, Alison, whom I could not bring into tho caso. I could find a motlvo for his murdering his fathor-ln-law, whom ho hated, but again I would havo to drag in tho girl. And not ono of tho theories ex plained tho telegram and tho broken necklace. 'Outside the office forco was arriv- lng. Thoy wore comfortably ignorant of my presonce, and over tho transom floated scraps of dialoguo and tho stenographer's gurgling laugh. Mc Knight had a relative, who was read lng law with him, in tho Intervals be twoon calling up tho young women of his acquaintance. Ho came in sing' lng, and the office boy joined In with tho uncertainty of volco of 15. Bmlled grimly. I was too busy with my own troubles to find any Joy in oponlng tho door and startling them .Into silence. I oven heard, without 'resentment, Blobs of tho uncertain voice Inquire when "Blako" would bo back. I hoped McKnlght would arrlvo be fore tho arreat occurred. There woro many things to arrange But when at last, Impatient of his delay, I tele phoned, I found ho had been gono for jmoro than an hour. Clearly ho wan not coming directly to the ofllco, and with such resignation as I could muster I paced tho floor and waitod. I felt more nlono than I havo over felt In ray life. "Born an orphan," ns Richey Bald, I had made my own way, carved out myself such success as Jiad been mine. I had built up my house of life on tho props of law and ordor, nnd now somo unknown hand had withdrawn tho supports, and I stood among ruins. I supposo it is tho maternal In a woman thnt makos a man turn, to her when everything olso fklls. Tho eter nal boy In him goes to have his; 'wounded pride bandaged, his tattered oelf-reapcct repaired. If ho lovos tho woman, he wants her to kiss tho hurt. Tho longing to b Alison, alwayH with me, was stronger than 1 was that morning. It might bo that I would not sco her again. I had noth tfng to say to her savo one thing, and the Office Yesterday, While you Away." that, under tho cloud that hung ovor me, I did not daro to say. But I want ed to sco hor, to touch her hand as only a lonely rnnn can crave it, I wanted tho comfort of hor, tho poaco that lay in hor presence. And so, with overy step outside tho door a threat, I telephoned to her. Sho was gone! Tho disappoint ment was great, for my need was great. In a fury of rovolt against tho scheme of things, I heard that she had started homo to Richmond but that sho might still bo caught at tho station. To sco hor had by that time becomo an obsession. I picked up my hat, threw open tho door, and, obvious of tho shock to tho ofllco forco of my presence, followed so immediately by my exit, I dashed out to tho ele vator. As I went down in ono cage I caught a glimpso of Johnson and two other men going up in tho next. I hardly gavo thorn a thought. Thero was no hansom in sight, and I jumped on a passing car. Let come what might, arrest, prison, dlsgrnco, I was going to seo Alison. I saw her. I flung into tho station, saw that it was empty empty, for sho was not thero. Then I hurried hack to tho gates. Sho was there, a' familiar figure in blue, tho very gown In which I always thought of her, tho ono sho had worn when, Heaven help mo I had kissed her, at tho Carter farm. And sho was not alone. Bend ing over her, talking earnestly, with all his boyish heart In hla faco, was .Richey. They did not s$e mo, and I was glad of It After all. It had been McKnlght's game first. I turned on my heel and nmdo my way blindly out of tho station. Beforo I lost them I turned onco and lookod toward them, standing apart from tho crowd, absorbed in each other. They wore tho only two pooplo on earth that I cared about, and I left them thoro to gether. Then I wont back miserably to tho offlco and awaited arrest. CHAPTER XXVI. On to Richmond, Strangoly enough, I was not dis turbed that day. McKnlght did not appear at all. I sat at my desk and transacted rautlno business all after noon, working with feverish energy, Llko a man on the vorgo of a critical illness or a hazardous Journey, I cleared up my correspondence, paid bills until I had writer's cramp from signing checks, read ovor my will, and paid up my llfo insurance, mado to tho benefit of an elderly sister of my mother's. I no longer dreaded arrest. After that morning in tho station, I felt that anything would bo a rollof from the tension. I went homo with perfect oponnoss, courting tho warrant thnt I know was waiting, but I waa not rnolestod. The dolay puzzled mo. Tho early part of tho evening waa unevent ful. I read until late, with occa sional lapses, when my book lay at my elbow, and I smoked and thought Mrs. Klopton closed tho house- with ostentatious caution, about cloven, and hung urpund waiting to enlarge on tho outrngeousnesn of tho police search. I did not encourago her, "Ono would think," sho concluded pompously, onotfoot In tho hall, "that J you wcro something you oughtn't to! be, Mr. Lhwronco. They acted ns though you had committed n crlmo." "I'm not sure that, I didn't, Mrs, Klopton," I said wearily. "Soraobody did, nnd tho general vordlct seoma to point my way." Sho stared at mo In speechless in dignation. Then sho flounced out Sho camo back onco to eay that tho paper predicted coolor weather, and that she had put a blanket on my bod, but, to hor disappointment, I refused to reopen tho subjoct. At half-past oiovon McKnlght and Hotchkl83 camo in. Itlchoy has ft habit of stopping hla car In front of tho house nnd honking until soma ono comes out Hq has o codo of signals with tho horn, which I never remem ber. Two long nnd ft short blast mean, I bollovo, "Send Out a box of cigarettes," and six short blasts, which sound llko a pollco call, mean "Can you lend mo somo monoy?'1 To night I knew something was up, for ho got out and rang tho door-boll llko a Christian, Thoy camo Into tho library, and Ilotchklss wiped his collar until it glenmed. McKnlght was aggrosslvely 'cheerful. i ( ' "Not pinched yeti" ho exclaimed. ("What do you'thlnk of that for luckl You .always woro ftf fortunato dovJl, ."Lawrence." ' "Yes," I assented with somo blttor 'ndss, "1 Tiardly know how to contain myself for Joy sometimes. I suppose you know" to Ilotchklss "thnt tho pollco woro hero whllo wo woro ut Crosson, nnd thnt thoy found tho bag that I brought from tho wrockT" "Things nro coming to a hood," ho snld thoughtfully, "unIoB a llttlo plan that I have, in mind " ho hosltatcd. "I hopo so; I am protty nearly des porato," I said, doggedly. "1'vo got a montal toothncho, and tho sooner it's pulled tho better." 'Tut, tut," sndl McKnlght, "think of tho disgrace to tho Arm If its senior momber goes up for life, or " ho twisted his handkerchief Into a noose, and wont through nn olabqrnto pan tomime. "Although Jail isn't so bad, any how," ho finished, "thorq aro fellowB thnt get tho habit and keep going back and going back." Ho looked nt his watch, and I fancied hla cheerful ness was strained. Ilotchklss was nervously fumbling my book. "Did you ovor road tho Purloined Lotter, Mr. Blakoley?" ho inquired. "Probably, years ago," I said. "Poo, Isn't It?" Ho wns choked at my indlfforenco. "It Is a masterpiece" ho said, with enthusiasm. "I re-road, it to-day." "And what happened?" "Thon I inspected tho rooms in tho housn off Washington Circle. I I mado somo discoveries, Mr. Blakeloy. For ono thing, our man thero is lft handed." Ho looked around for our approval. "Thero was a small cush Ion on tho dresser, and tho scarf' pins in It had been stuck in with the loft hnnd." "Somebody may havo twlstod tho cushion," I objected, but ho lookod liurt, and I desisted. "Thoro is only ono discrepancy,' ho admitted, "but it troubles mo. Ac-i cording to Mrs. Carter, nt tho farm- houso, our man woro gnudy pajamas, whllo I found horo only tho most se verely plain night-shirts." "Any buttons off?" McKnlght in- quire cd, looking again at his watch. 'Thn liuttnnn worn thnro." thn nmn. tour detective answered gravely, "but tho buttonholo noxt the top ono waB torn through." McKnlght winked at mo furtively.' "I am convinced of ono thing," Ilotchklss wont on, clearing hla throat, "tho papera aro not in that room. Either ho carrios thom with him, or ho has sold them." A sound on tho stroot mado both my visitors listen sharply. Whatover it was It passed on, however. I wns growing curious and tho restraint wns telling on McKnlght Ho has no talent for accrocy. In tho Interval wo discussed tho strange occurrenco at Cresson which lost nothing by Ilotch klss' dry narration. "And so," ho concluded, "tho wom an in tho Baltlmoro hospital is tha wire of Henry Sullivan and tho daugh ter of tho man ho murdered, No won- dor ho collapsed when ho hoard of tho wrock." "Joy, probably," McKnlght put in. "Is that clock right, Lawronco? Never mind, It doosn't mattor. By tho woy, Mrs. Conway dropped in tho ofllco yes torday, whllo you were away," "What!" I sprang from my chair. "Suro thing. Said sho had hoard great things of us, and wantod us to handle her enso against tho railroad.' "I would llko to know what sho Is driving at," I reflected. "Is sho try ing to reach mo through you?" RIchoy's flippancy 1b often a cloak for deeper feeling. Ho dropped It now. "Yes," ho said, "she's after tho notes, of courso. And I'll toll you I felt llko a poltroon whatever thnt may be when I turned hor down Sho stood by tho door with her faco whlto, and told mo contemptuously thnt I could savo you from a murder chargo and wouldn't do It Sho mndo mo feel llko n cur, I was Just as guilty as If I could hnvo obliged hor, Sho hinted that thero wero reasons and sho laid my attitudo to beastly motlvos." "Nonsense," I said, as easily ns I could. Ilotchklss had gono to tho window. "Sho was excited. Thero nro no 'reasons,' whatever, alio moans." Itlchoy put his hand on my Bhoul dor. "Wo'vo boon togother too long to let nny 'reasons' or 'unreasons' como between us, old man," ho said, not very steadily. Ilotchklss, who had been silent, hero camo forward in his most im prossivo manner. Ho put his hands under his coat-tails and coughed. ''Mr. Blakoley." ho began, "by Mr. McKnlght's advlco wo havo arranged n llttlo lntorviow hero to-night It all has gono as I planned, Mr. Honry Pjlnriknoy Sullivan is by this tlmo un dor1 arrest Within n vory fow mirv utcs ho will bo hero." "I wanted to talk to him beforo ho was locked up,' Richer oxplalnod. "Ho'b clover enough to bo worth knowing, and, besides, I'm not so cocksuro of his guilt ns our frlond tho patch on tho scat of government. No murdoror worthy of tho namo nocds six different motives for tho namo crime, beginning with robbery,, and ending with nn unpleasant father-in-law!" ,Vo woro all Bllont for awhile. Mc Knlght stationed "himself at a win dow, and Ilotchklss paced tho floor cxpeqtantly, "It's a great day- for modern dotcctlvo methods," ho) chir ruped, "Whllo tho pollco hnVo boon guarding houses and standing with their mouths opon' Wnltlng for clows to fall In and choko thom, wo havo pieced togothor, bit by lilt, a fabric-" wrho door-boll, rnng, foHpwod imme diately by sounds of footsteps. In tho Tnl. McKnlght throw tlio door open, ami Ilotchklss, raised on hia toes, fluijg out his arm In a gesture of su perb oloquenco. Behold your man!" ho de claimed. Through tho opon doorway camo a tall, blond follow, clnd In light gray, wearing tan shoes, and followed close ly by an officer. "I brought him hero as you suggest ed, Mr. McKnlght," said tho con stable But McKnlght wns doubted over tho library tablo in Bllont convulsions of mirth, nnd I wns almost ns bad. Llt tlo Ilotchklss stood up, his Important nttttudo finally changing to ono of chagrin, whllo tho blond man coasod totlook angry, and becamo Bhcoplsh. It was Stuart, our confidential clerk for tho last half dozen yoars! McKnlght satg up and wiped his oyos "Stuart," ho said stonily, "thoro nro two vory serious things wo havo learned about you. First, you Jab your Bcarf-plns Into your cushion with your loft hand, which Is moat ropro honslblo; second, you wear or night shirts, Instead of pajamas. Worso than that, perl nps, wo find that ono of them has a buttonholo torn out nt tha neck." Stunrt whs bewildered. Ho lookod from McKnlght to mo, nnd then at tho crestfallen Ilotchklss. "I haven't nny ldon what It's all about," ho said. "I was arrcstod as I reached my boardlng-houso to-night, after tho theater, and brought direct ly here. I told tho olllcor It was a mistake" Poor Ilotchklss tried bravoly to justify tho fiasco. "You can not dony," ho contended, "that Mr. Andrew Bronson followed you to your rooms Inst Mouday eve ning." Stuart looked at us and flushod. "No, I don't deny It," ho said, "but thero was nothing criminal about It, on my part, at least. Mr. Bronson has been trying to Induco mo to secure the forgod notes for him. But I did not even kiow where they woro." "And you wero not on tho v.'rcckod Washington Flier?" persisted Ilotch klss. But McKnlght interfered, "Thoro la no uso trying to put tho othor man's Identity on Stuart, Mr. Ilotchklss," ho protested. "Ho has been our confidential clork for six years, and hna not been away from tho ofllco a day for a year. I am afraid that tho beautiful fabric we havo pieced out of all theso scrapa Is going to bo a crazy quilt." His tono wna facetious, but I could dotect the undercurrent of real disappointment, I paid tho constablo for his troublo, and ho departed. Stuart, still lndlg nant, loft to go back to Washington Circle Ho shook hands with Ma Knight nnd myself magnanimously, but ho hurled a look of utter hatrod nt HotchklBs, sunk crestfallen In hla chnlr, "As for as I can seo," said Mo Knight dryly, "wo'ro exactly ns far along as wo woro tho day wo mot at tho Cartor place Wo'ro not a stop nearor to finding our man." "Wo havo ono thing thnt may bo of vnluo," I suggested. "Ho Is tho hus band of a bronzo-hairod woman at Van Kirk's hospital, and it is Just possible wo may traco him through hor. I hopo wo aro not going to loso your vnluablo co operation, Mr, Hotoh kiss?" I asked. Ho roused at that to feoblo interest "1 oh, of courso not, if you still caro to have me, I I was wondorlng about tho man who Just went out, Stuurt, you Bny? I told IiIb landlady to night thnt ho wouldn't need tho room again. I hopo sho hasn't rented it to somohody clso," Wo cheered him us boat wo could and I suggested that wo go to Ualtl moro tho next dny and try to find tha renl Sullivan through his wife. Ho loft somotimo after midnight, nichoy and I wera alono. ' (TO BE CONTINUED.) and As George Sees the Peers. "David Lloyd Qoorgo," said tho miner from Wales, as ho emptlod his glnsa of cwrw, "David is a vory witty speakor. I'vo hcari him many a time in Carnarvon. "Speaking In Welsh, ho once ridi culed in Carnarvon tho houso of lords Ho said tho averago poor thought so much of himself that at family pray ers ho always mado ouo well-known passage run: "Surolv goodness nnd mercy shall follow mo all tho dayB ot my life, and I will dwell In tho houso of tho lords forever! "London Globe The Call to Preach By REV. HENRY A. ALK1RE Patter ot F!r.t Mathodkt Church WMtohalMH. TEXT-How shall thoy hear without n preacher? Itomans X, 14. Ecclcslnstos Is tho first usor ot tho orm pronchor, God always spoke ol Ms "Messenger." But Paul, our nu hor, repeatedly uses tho word proacher." Pronchlng is not a pro fession unless wo innko it that. It !a purely and simply n calling. If n. jailing, thoro must bo a cnllor. Who Is tha caller, and what constitutes :he call? Soma sny tho chruch calls men to preach. But men havo founded churches, And. men havo been ov :ommunlcntod from churches because they answered their call to preach. Bo John Wesley, Martin Luthor. And H. Iladloy had hard work to got n jhurch to ordain him. Soma Groat Power seemed to set apart theso mon beforo tho church had taken any no ttco ot thom, In avangolistlcal Pro tostantlBiu wo call that power ill- rlne. How can wo detormlno God has called a man to preach? "By tholr trulto yo Bhall know thom." God's Word will not ruturn unto him void. How can a man know that God has called him? In theological loro we say tho man has a conviction. What produces the conviction? I did not know of anything thnt will send this conviction deeper into a navod soul than to look around upon tho fields whlto unto tho harvest and behold tho towncss ot tho roaporH. Boeing tho need is fooling tho burdon. Onco in sympathy with God's cauBO, wo will want to mnko others bco their need ot God, and that will load us to go forth to romovo tho obstacles lu tho sin ner's way. And I am suro thnt It la only God thut opens our oyos to all this. Going out to spond our lives brook ing down barriers In othor people's lives1 Implies consecration. So tha proacher is surrendered to tho one work. Tho church declares that tho mln Istor is callod to lot othor things alono. Her mossongors must practi cally bring thomsolvos to throa great things; Ono book tho Blblo; prayer; service menna tho Hold the world. For a century wo Methodists Insist ed that a mail could Jump from plow to pulpit If God called him. And wa Insisted that our preachers Bbould. go whoro thoy wero sent and. bo sent Into now Holds every yoar. And f GC for tho preacher with 2G for tho wife was considered nmplo remuneration for fording' swollen, streams, fighting wild boasts and frontier ruffians and riding a circuit covering scores ol miles, with a dozen, sermons a wool thrown .In What a motamorpnoslBl And what produced it? First, tho pow bccam cducatod. That demanded an edu cated pulpit Thon tho country became thickl) settled nnd tho pooplo demanded settled ministry, Tha pillar to posl idea had llttlo pormanoncy. Tho peo- plo thomsolvos havo created tho pros ent conditions. Tho common school! wondorfully dovolopcd, and the doctoi and tho lawyer smolled ot tho col lego. Tho church domnudod that lti ministers should bo equipped for load orBhlp. So today tho preacher must not only smell of tha college, hut thi divinity schools and post-graduata do grocs. All UiIb equipment coats monoy and thu church has bad to open. hoi rnfforn tronnrotislv to hold th young man who has had moro ambl tlon than consecration, Formerly, tho pulpit had no compo tltlon but Satan. Today it rauBt com poto with tho proBB, locturo and Chau tnuqua platform, and political stump This is tho ago of tho specialist, but tho preacher must bo a gcncrallst True, ho must know about ovorythlni in religion, but something about near ly everything olso. If Uio preacher Is "a citizen unln torcsted, ho is a sontlnel asleep.' Ho must hold his hand on tha holm ol roform Ho must koop his linger on th pulso of Industrial conditions. H must bo a patriot and keep his hoar) throbbing warm for his own land, Hi must keep his ear closo to tho poltti cal rail, and bo ready to baek the horoes of a growing government. Hi must mako his pulpit a throno for ad vanced education and culture 1I must bo tho conter of tho moral nnd social llfo ot his field Well, you say, what has that tt do with tho call to preach? I answer, In tho grcnlost day of tho world growth, ovorythlng. Tho preacher thai falls In any of theso pointa Is doomed to sooner or later fnll utterly, What, then, is his real and spcclll duty? Ho must keep bis heart young thai ho may warn tho young not to loltoi nlong tho path to strong manhood nnd womanhood. Ho must know how tc chcor tho ngod who aro so near th other world that they havo lost all intorost in thlB. Ho must know how to keep closo to tho man of affairs who has such troraondodus tempta tiona, or heavy responsibilities In short, tho preiont day prenchoi must bo u friend to poverty, a foo to wrong, a champion of truth, a defend er of human rights, a declarer of "thus saltli God," tind a guldo to heaven DOES YOUR BACK ACHE? DackaCho Is usually ktdnoyache. Thoro Is only ono way to removo 'the ipaln, you must reach tho cauno th Kldnoysr No hotter kldnoy remedy. cxlBts than Doan' Kidney Pills. Thoy permanently euro all kidney ills. Mrs. M. C. Morris, C4G Paclflo Ave, Ala.-, tneda, Cal., says: "For twelve years I suffered from kldnoy; trouble My back ached so Intensely 1 did not receive ono good night's' rest. Tho kldnoy secretions wero BUpprcBSed Hna me uinuuor ournoa ana pftinea. Fifteen physicians treated' mo with out benoflt Then I' began hsIrk Doan'a Kidney Pllln and was rollovert from tho flrsti Continued uso' cured mo." Romomber tho name Doan's". For ralo by all donlors. SO cents a boxi Fdator-Mlthurn Co., Buffalo, N, Y. Note From Basswood Bugler Somebody took the ropo off the 'boll lu tho flro onglno house to uso for a clothesline and now, when there Is a flro, tho constable 1ms to climb, up into tho tower and ring the boll with n hammer. Somebody took tho ham- mor tho other day, and, when Hank Purdy'a corncrib kotched flro, tho con stablo had to hurry down to Mill kor's Btoro for to borry n hammer. HUltker hnd lent his hammer to Doa con Ronfrow, who lives four miles out In tho country, and by tho tlmo ,tha constablo had got thoro and hunted around in tho barn tor tho hammer and got back to tha cnglno houso,. the angry olomonts had done their worst' nnd Hank's corncrib wns a mass ot' smoldorlng rulna. Judgo'a Library, Deafness Cannot Bo Cured br loctl tpptlcAllon. M they rtnuot mcltUia 44, Mhnl portion ot tho nr. Ttitrs to only one utiy to cur UMmtM, na tnat u or cotuuiuuonu nnram IMttocm U esufed br sn InfUmtJ conUIMaa ot tfel , mucotu llnlrif ot tha ICiuUchlsn Tutm. When th4, lutw u InfUmcit you bars rumbllnj round or i( perfect heartus. ml when It U tutlrtly c!acd3tt. nut 11 tho mult, and unit tho inflammation em M token out nnd this tuba rntorcU to lu nnrmsl oondll tlon. hearing will bo tlritioyrtl forever! elrta cMet . out ot ten are earned' by Catarrh, which 11 nothing but an Inflamed condition ot tha taucoua aurtaeea. We trill Rive Ono. Hundred Dollar-tot any can ol Peatneto (cauted by- catarrh) that cannot be cureq ' by Itoir Catarrh Dure, send tor circular. tre. Bold by Drurolit. 79c. Tate Uair 1'ainlly I'll! for constipation. Penitent.. Irato Father WrotchI I- bsw, you etoaling. kisses from my daughtor. Young Mnh L admit it, but Ii am. qulto willing to give thom back.' to her. Pottlt's Eye Salve for 25o.' ItolIovcR tired, controlled, tnflnmcd' ami. pore eyes, quickly stops cyo actios. All' druggUts or Howard Bros., JUuffolo, N Y4. Sweetett; Success. "What's the sweetest kln& of suo- oobb?" 'That which you nchlova toy noting. contrary to tho advlco ot your friends. Mm. AVlfiRlnTT Boottitntr Rvran. Ifarchtldrun tfitliln. luttnnalkainima. rnduowiln. thuumUoli.ollajriDaln.cureawliidoollo.3KJabctUk ta llow would you llko an sinbosscd and. lobbyloss- legislature for a change? ANOTHER BUMP FOR GENIUS. Tbo Amateur Poet Whatovor I do, I do with my whole soul. HIb "Wlfo (sadly)l know you do, dear, but It would be such a help I! you'd give it up and do things' wltH your hands. AN EFFECTIVE HOME MADE - KIDNEY AND BACKACHE CURB Easily Prepared Medicine Which U Said to Regulate the Kidneys . and End Backache. To mako up enough of tho "Dande lion Mixture" which Is claimed to be a prompt euro for Dackacho ana Kld noy and Dladder trouble, got from any good Prescription Pharmacist one-half ounco fluid extract Dandelion; ono ounco Knrgon Compound and throe ounces Compound Syrup of Saruapa rllla. Shako welt in a bottlo and take In toaspoonful doses after each meal and again at bedtime. TIioho who havo tried It say Jt acts gently but thoroughly on tho Kidnoys and ontlro urinary systom, reltovlng tho most Bovoro Ilackacho at onco. A woll-known medical authority req ommonds tho prescription to bo taken tho moment you suspect any Kldnoy, Dladdor or Urinnry disorder or fool a constant dull Dackacho, or If tho urlno is thick, cloudy, offenslva or full ot Bodlmont, irregular of passago or nt tonded by a scalding sensation; or for, too froquont urination during tho night. This is a real harmless vegetable mlxturo which could not causo injury to anyono and tho rollof which Is' said to Immediately follow its uso Is a rev elation to man and women who suffer from Dackacho, Kldnoy troublo or any form of Urinary disorder. This lssurely worth trying, aa It is easily mixed nt homo or any druggist, will do it for you, and doesn't cost much. 4