LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE
AUTHOR OF "THE BRASS BOWIs." ETC.
DULWUGwarooJcis by assr wAtarsm
copyright or Loui ooscph vancc
SYNOPSIS.
, David Amber, slnrtlng for ft duck-shoot
K)g viMt with hli friend, Qualn, comes up
en ft young lady equestrian who lias wtw
dismounted by her homo becoming frwit
tried t the sudden anpearnnco In the rond
Pf ft burly Hindu. He declares ho Is
Jielmrl , I.al ClmtlcrJI, "The appointed
mouthpleco of tho noil," Addresses Amber
ps ft man of high rank and pressing: ft
kiystcrlous little bronio box, "The To
ken," Into his hand, disappears In the
wood. Tho filrl calls Amber by name.
Ha In turn addresses her as Miss Dopljlo
Forroll, daughter of Col, Tarrull of the
Hrltlsh diplomatic service In India. itnd
Visiting the Qunlns. Hoveral nights later
tho Qualn home Is burfclarlxrd ana tho
hi onto box stolen. Amber and Qualn RO
hunting on nn Island and become lost and
Amber Is loft marooned. Ho wnndors
Sowt, finally reaches a cabin and roc
irnlxesi m Its occupant an old friend
named ronton, whom he lust mot In Eng.
land, and who appears to be In hiding.
Vhen Miss lAirrofl Is mentioned Iiutton it.
strangely ngttntod. Chattorjl appear
and summons Itutton to a tuocttng of n
mysterious body. Itutton soUcs a rovol
vcr end dashes after ChatterJI. Ho re
Jurny wildly excited, says h has killed
tnp Hindu, takes poison, nnd when dying
asks Amber to go to India on a mysteri
ous errand. .Amber decides to leavo nt
pneo for India. On the way ho sends u
letter to Mr. Labcrtouche. a scientific
mend In Calcutta, by a quicker route,
upon arriving ho finds a note, awaiting
him. It dlrcctri Amber to meet ills friend
fit a certain piece. The latter tells him
he knows his mission Is to get Mlna Far
ell out of tho country. Amber attempts
to dispose of tho Token to n money-lender,
Is mistaken for Rultoh and barely
escapes being mobbed. A message from
I-abertouoho causes him to start for Dar-
JMllngi on tho way ha meets Miss
Mrrell, nnd At their Journoy's end asks
her to beoomo his wife. A Hindu con
ducts Amber to a sooret plneo, and In the
presence of a beautiful woman who mis
takes him. for nutton. Iitnr Amber In
drurefd, Tho Hindus plot robelllon, and
fit Lubertoucho's Instigation Amber ro
turns to the woman Noralni to discover
the Accrot of tho conspiracy. Ho learns
(hoy wquld make him their king.
CHAPTER XVIII. (Continued).
Again he fallod to answer. Some
where near him ho honrd a slight
nolsa as of a man moving Impatiently;
and thon a whisper: "Respond, thou
fool!"
"Art thou come, O choaon of the
dateway?" tho boll-volco rang.
"I . . . I am como," Ambor man
aged to roply,
"Hoar yol" Tang tho boll, "Honr
yo, 0 lordB and rulora In Modhyamnl
0 children of my Gntoway, hoar yo
well! lie Is come! Ho stands upon
the threshold of the Gateway."
A great drum roared llko tho crack
pf doom; aud Amber's Jaw dropped.
For (n the high roof of the templo a
six-foot slab had been noiselessly
withdrawn, and through It a cold Bhuft
of moonlight fell, cutting the gloom
ilka h gigantic rapier, .ana smote with
Its immaoulato radiance tho 'truo
Oatoway of Bwords,
Not six paces from him It leaped
out of the darkness In an Iridescent
sheen; nn arch a scant ten foot In
height, and in span double tho width
of a big man's shoulders, woven across
like h weaver's frame with ribbons of
pale llro. Hut tho ribbons wore of
steel steol bladeB, sharp, bright,1
gleaming. With tholr pommols cun
ningly affixed so that tholr points
touched and Interlaced, yet swung
free, thoy lined thq piers of tho nrch
from bnno to span and all tho grace
ful sweep of tho Intrndos, a curtain of
shimmering, trembling ntcel, barring
tho way to tho mystory boyond. Which
was darknoBs,
"0 yo swords 1" bellod tho volco.
. . . "O yo swordB that havo known
no dishonor! 0 yo awards that havo
aung In the grasp of my grentost!
Swords of Johangur, Akbnr, Alamglrl
Swords of Alludln, Humayun, Shah
Jehan! Swords of Tlmur-Leng, Arung
jteb, Uao Button! ..." ,
The Invocation scorned Intermina
ble, Amber recognized almost ovory
name noted In tho annuls and legends
of Hindustan. , , .
"Httarken, 0 my swords! Ho, thy
choson, praystU for entry! What Is
thy welcome?"
One by one the blades began to
shiver, clashing their neighbors, until
the curtain of steel gJlmmored and
glistened like phosphorescence In a
iiummer sea, and tho placo was UUed
nwlth the linmlc of tholr contact; and
through tholr clamor boomed tho bout
"0 my ehosonl" Amber started and
held himself firmly In hand. "Look
well, look well! Here Is thy portal to
kingship and glory!"
Ho frowned and took a stop forward
as If lie would throw himself through
tho, archway; for ho hud suddenly ro-
rocmborcdtWtth compelling vividness
that Bqpula Furroll wob to bo won
only by that passngo, Rut ns ho
moved tho swords clattered nfroBh and
swung outwardo, presenting a brlstlo
of points, And ho stopped, while tho
Volco, Indmeront and romoto na ol
Ways, continued to haranguo him.
"If thy heart, O nly chosen, bo clean,
unsullied with few and gullo; It thy
faith be the faith of thy fathora and
thy honor rooted in lovo of thy land:
If thou hast faith In tho strength of
thy hands to hold tho reins of otnplro
. . enter, having no fear."
"Trick-work," ho told hlmBolf, Ho
set his teeth with dotormlnatton
"Hope they don't soo fit to cut mo to
pieces on suspicion. Hero goes." Ho
moved forward with a firm Btop until
his bosom ail but touched tho points,
Instantaneously, with another clash
as of cymbals, tho blados wero de
flected and returned to their first po
rltlon, closing tho way, Ho hesitated
Thon, "That shan't stop mo!" ho sold
through his teoth, and pushed forward
heart in mouth. Ho breasted tho cur
tals and felt it give; tho blados yield
cd jealously, closing round his body
llko cold, caressing arms; ho felt their
chill kisses on his checks and hands,
even through his clothing ho was con
scious of tholr clinging, deadly touch.
Abruptly thoy swung ontlroly froo,
leaving tho entrance clear, nnd he was
drawing a frco breath when tho moon
glaro showed him tho swords returned
to position with tho speed of light.
Ho Jumped for his llfo and oscaped
bolng slashed to pieces by tho barest
Inch. Thoy swung to behind him;
and again tho drum roared, whllo afar
thnro aroso a furious, oldrltch walling
of conches. Ovorhead tho oponlng
disappeared nnd tho light was shut
out. In darkness as of tho Hall of
Eblls tho conches woro stilled and
the echoes ebbed Into a sllenco that
held uwny for many minutes oro again
tho boll spoko.
"Stretch forth thy hand."
Somewhat shaken, Ambor hold out
nn opon palm before him. Then out
of nothingness somothlng plopped Into
Amber's hand and his fingers closed
convulsively about it. It was a haM,
very small, small as a child's, gnarled
and hard as stool and cold as Ice.
Without nny forewarning two heavy
hands gripped him, ono on cither
shoulder, and ho was forced to his
knees. At tho sumo instant, with a
snapping criicklo a spurt of bluo flame
shot down from tho zenith, and whero
it fell with a thunderclap a dazzling
glaro of emerald light shot up breast
high. To his half-bllndod eyes it soomed,
for a time, to danco suspended In tho
air bofore him. A vapor swirled up
from it, a thin cloud, luminous. Dy
degroos ho niado outfits source, a
small, brazen bowl on n tripod.
In front of him ho could soo noth
ing beyond tho nolsolcssly wavering
flame. Hut presently n hand appeared,
aa if by magic, above tho bowl a
fland, bony, brown nnd long of flngor,
that soomed attached to nothing and
cast somothlng llko a powdor into the
flro. Thore followod a fizz and puff of
vapor, and a strong and heavy gust of
Inconso was wafted Into Ambor's face.
Agnln and again tho hand appoared,
sprinkling powdor in tho brnzlor, un
til tho smoko cloudod tho atmosphere
with its fluent, eddying colls.
Tho goosoflcsh that had pricked out
on Amber's skin subsided, and his
qualms wont with It "Greek flro burn
ing in tho bowl," ho explained tho phe
nomenon; "and n natlvo with his arm I
wrapped to tho wrist In black Is feed
ing It. Not a bad effect, .though.'
It was, perhaps, as woll that ho had
not bcon deceived, for thero was a
horror to como that requlrod ull hla
strength to face. Ho becamo con
scious that something was moving be
tween him and tho brazier Bomothlng
which ho had Incuriously assumed to
bo a ploce of dirty cloth loft thero
carolcssly, But now ho saw it stir,
squirm, nnd upend, unfolding itself
nnd lifting Its head to tho looping
flnmo; an immense cobra, slook nnd
whlto no ivory, its swolllng hood as
largo as a man's two hands, with n
binocular mark on It as yollow as topaz
and with vlcloua oyos glowing llko
twin rubles in Ita vilo llttlo head
Amber's breath clicked In his throat
and ho shrank back, rising; but this
Instlnctivo move had boon provided
against and boforo hla knooB woro
fairly off tho rooky floor ho was forced
down ngnin by tho hands on his shoul
dors. Ho was unable to tako his oyos
from tho monster, and though torror
such as man is heir to lay cold upon
his hcait, ho did not again attempt to
stir,
Thoro was no sound. Alone nnd un
disturbed tho, bleached vipor warmod
to its danco with tho pulsing flame,
turning and twisting, weaving and
writhing in Its Infernal glare.
"Hear yo, O my pooplosl"
Amber Jumpod. Tho volco had
seemed to ring out from a point dl
roctly overhead,
Ho looked up and discovered above
him. vacuo in tho obscurity, tho out-
linos of a glgnn'tto boll. haucluK mo-
tionloss. Tho greon glnro. sh nine on
its rim and partly Illuminating Its
ompty hollow (ho saw no clapper) ro
vcalod tho sheen of bronzo of which
It was fashioned.
Out of its Immonso bowl, tho volco
rolled llko thunder:
"Hoar yo, 0 my pooples!"
A rosponslvo murmur ascended from
the company round tho walls:
"Wo hoar! Wo hear, O Medhyama!"
"Mark woll this man, O ehtldron of
my Gntoway. Mark woll! Out ot yo
all I havo choBon him to lead thoo In
tho work of hunting; for I thy mothor,
I Medhyama, I Bhnrutn, I tho body
from which yo aro sprung, call mo by
wlmtover namo yo know mo I am laid
low with a great sickness.
Yea, I am strickon and laid low with
a sickness."
In tho brazier tho flomo leapod high
nnd substdod, and with it tho cobra
lonpcd and sank low upon its colls.
"I, thlno old mothor, havo called yo
i . - . . ...
togothor to holp In my hoallug. From
my. feet to my head I am oaten with
pestilence, yen, I am dovourod aud
possessed by tho ovll, Eyon of old
was It thus with thy mothor; loug
slnco sho complained of tho Plnguo
that Is Scarlot moaned nnd cried out
and turned in her miaory. . , . But
yo failed mo, Thon my peoples woro
. ....II . 1 A.. t . . ..
TuKiini;s nuu moir ucarts oil were
craven; tho Scarlet Evil dismayed
them; thoy fled from Its power and
left it to batten on mo in my olek
ncsfl." A deep groan welled in uncounted
throats and resounded through tho
cavern.
"Will ye fall mo again, O my chil
dren r
"Nay, nay, O our mother!
"Too loug havo I suffered and been
patient in silence. Now I must bo
elennsed and mado wbolo as of old
time; yea, I must bo purged Altogeth
er and tho ovll cast out from me. It
Is time. . . . Yo havo heard, yo
haVo answered; mako ready, for tho
day of tho cleansing npproachcth.
Whet thy swords for tho days of tho
healing, for my cleansing can bo but
by Bteol, Yea, thy swords shall do
away with tho ovll. and tho land shall
run red with tho blood of Ufiaruta, the
blood of thy mother; it shall run. to
tho sea as a river, bearing with it tho
Rod Evil. So and no othcrwlso shall
I, thtno old mother, bo hoalod and mado
wholo again,"
Amber was watching tho serpent
iiazcu and weary as it witn a great
ncod of sloop, Even tho salvos of
shouln camo to him na from a great
distance To tho clangor of. tho boll
alono ho hnd bocomo abnormally sen
sitive; ovcry fiber of his bolng shud
dered, rosponslvo to its woird nuances.
It returned to its solemn and stately
Intoi'.ing.
"Out of yo all havo I chosen and
fixed upon ono who shall load ye.
Through his shall my strength bo
made manifest, my will bo mado
known to my peoples. His must yo
servo and obey; to him must yo bow
down nnd bo humblo. Say, nro yo
ploascd? Will yo havo hlmmy chil
dren TH
Without an Instant's delay a cry
of ratification rang to tho roof. "Yen,
0 our mother! him wo will servo and
obey, to him bow down and bo
humblo."
Tho volco' addressod Itself directly
to tho knoollng man. Ho stiffened nnd
roused.
"Thou hast heard of tho honor wo
confor upon thoe I Medhyama, thy
mothor, and thoso my children, thy
brothors, Yo shall load and rulo in
Bhnruta. Aro yo ready?"
Half hypnotized, Amber oponod his
mouth, but no words camo. His chin
droppod to hla broatt.
"Thy strength must bo known to my
peoples; thoy must see thoo put to tho
proof thy courage, that thoy may know
thoo to bo tho man for their. , . .
Yo aro ready?"
Ho was unable to movo a finger.
"Stretch out thlno arms!"
Ho shuddered and trlod to obey,
'Jo volco rang lmporatlro.
"BTrolch forth thlno arms for tho
testing!"
Somohow, mechanically, ho succeed
ed In raising hla arms and holding
thorn rigid b'oforo him. Alarmed by
tho movement tho cobra turnod with
a hlss.'wavlng his poisonous head. But
tho Virginian mado no offor to with
draw hlH hands. His oyos woro wldo
nnd staring and his fnca livid.
A subdued murmur camo from tho
men cluatorca round tuo iuois, m
semi-dnrknoss,
Tho boll boomod forth like an organ.
"O hooded death. . . . O death,
who art tralnod to my servlco! Thou
boforo whom all mon stand affrighted!
Thou who canst look Into tholr hearts
nnd road them as n scroll that is un
rolled. . . . Look dcop Into tho
hoart of my choBonl Judgo It ho bo
worthy or wantlngj Judgo it'ho bo falsa
or truo, . . . Judgo him, O death!"
Boforo Ambor tho groat serpent was
oscillating llko n pondulum. its llttlo
I Irmmiii nlnvlnr-4UUn forked roil lleht.
tonguo playing llko forked rod light
nlng, its lonthBomo rod oyos holding
his own.
"Look woll, O death, and Judgo
hlml"
Tho danco of tiro hooded denth
changed in chnrnctor, grow moro frcn
7.led; tho whlto writhing coIIb melted
Into ono anothor In dizzying contusion;
I . ....
uguro merged mto uguro uko smoKQ,
. . . The suspense grew intoler
able. "Hast thou Judged him, 0 death?"
Instantly tho whlto cobra reared up
to its utmost nnd remained poised over
Amber, barely moving savo for the al
most Imperceptible throbbing of tho
hood nnd tho incessant darting of tho
forked, tongue.
"If ho bo loyal, then Bparo him."
Tho hood did not movo. Amber's
fleeh crawled with unspeakable dread.
"If ho bo faithless, thon . . .
strike I"
For another moment tho cobra
maintained tho tensity. Thon Blowly,
cruel head waving, hood shrinking,
eyes losing tholr deathly luster, coll
by coil It sank.
A thick murmur ran tho round of tho
walls, swelling' Into an inarticulato
cry, whlbh beat upon Amber's ears
llko tho rnvlng of a far-off surf. From
his Hps a strangled sob broko, and,
ovory musclo rolaxlng, ho lurched' for
ward. Alarmed, In a trlco tho cobra was up
again, hood dlstcndod to tho bursting
point, head swinging so swiftly that
tho oyo could not follow It In anothor
breath would como the final thrust.
A flrearm oxplodod behind Amber,
singeing his cheek with its flame. Ho
foil over sidoways, barely escaping
tho head of tho cobra, which, with its
hood blown to tattors, writhed in con
vulsions, Its malignant tonguo strain
ing forth as if in one last attempt to
reach his hand.
A second shot followed tho first and
then a brisk, confused fusillade Am
ber hoard a man scream out In mortal
agony, nnd tho dull Bound of a heavy
body falling near him; but, coincident
with tho second report, tho brazier had
been overturned and its light extin
guished no if suckod up into tho air,
CHAPTER XIX.
Button's Daughter.
In darkness tho blacker for tho sud
den disappearance of tho light, some
body stumbled over Ambor stumblod
and Bworo In good English. Tho Vir
ginian sat up, crying out as weakly as
a child: "Labortoucho!" A voice said:
Thank God!" Ho folt strong hands
lift him to his feet. Ho clung to him
who had helped him, swaying llko a
drunkard, wits a-swlrl in tho brain
thuo roughly awakened from Boml
hypnosis.
"Hero," said Labortouchea volco,
"tako my hand and followVVo'ro In
ior it nowi"
no caught Arabor'a hnnd and
dragged him, yielding and unquestion
ing, rapidly through n chaotic ruBh of
unsoon bodies.
Tho firing had olectrifled tho tonso-
strung audlcnco. With a pandomo-
nium ot shrieks, oaths, Bhouts. orders
unhoard and commands unhoodod, a
concerted ruBh was mado from ovory
quarter to tho spot whoro tho doomed
mnn had boon knoollng. No man could
havo Bald whoro ho Btood or whither
ho ran savo one, perhaps. That ono
was at Ambor's eldo and had laid his
courso beforehand and know that both
their lives dopended upon his stick
ing to it without dovlatlon. To him
ruan or a nundrod foot In a direct
lino monnt Halvntlon, tho least dovla
tlon from It, denth.
Ho was now recovering rapidly and
noio to appreclato that thoy stood
good chanco of winning away; for tho
natives woro all converging toward tho
center of tho cavern, and apparently
nono necaea tnom. Nevertheless La
bertoucho, roleaBlng him, put a rovol
vcr in ma hand.
"Don't hosttato to shoot if anyone
comos tnis way!" ho sold. "I'vo got to
got mis uoor open and , . ,
Ho broko oft with nn ejaculation of
gratituuo; for whllo ho had boon snonk
Ing his fingers busily groping In the
convolutions or tho sculptured pedes
tnl had oncountered what ho souuht
and now ho pulled out an iron bar two
feet or bo In longth and aa thick oa
a woman's wrlBt Inserting this in
n socitqr., as ono familiar with tho
trick, lio put his weight upon It:
carved sandstono slab slid back silent
"0 My Chosenl" ,
ly, disclosing a black cavernous opening.
"In with you," panted Labortoucho,
removing tho lover. "Don't delay."
Ambor did not Ho took with him a
hazy impression of a vast, vaulted hall
filled with a ruddy glaro of torchlight,
a raving rabble of gorgeously attired
natives in its center. Then tho open
ing received him nnd ho found himself
in a black bolo ot an underground
gallery a placo that reeked with the
dank odors ot tho tomb.
Lnbcrtoucho followod nnd with tho
aid of a small electric pocket lamp dis
covered another sockot for tho lovor.
moment later tho slab moved back
into placo. Labortoucho chuckled.
"Como along," ho said, and drow ahoad
at n dog-trot
They sped down a passago that
dolvod at a sharp grade through solid
rock. ' Now and again It turnod and
struck away in another direction.
Onco thoy descondod or rather foil
down a short, steep flight of steps.
At tho bottom Amber stopped.
"Hold on!" ho cried.
Labortoucho pulled up impatiently.
What's tho matter?"
"Sophia!"
"Trust me, dear boy, and coma
along."
It was somo ttmo later that Laber-
toucho extinguished hla lamp and
threw a low word of warning over
his shoulder. Synchronously Ambor
discerned, far ahead, a faint glow ot
yollow light As they boro down upon
it with unmoderated speed ho could
sco that it emanated from a rough
hewn doorway, opening off tho pas
sage. Labortoucho pushed Ambor oa
ahead. Stooping, tho Virginian en
tered a nmnll, mdo chambor hollowed
out of tho rock of Katlapur. A crude
lamp in a brackot furnished all its illu
mination, flltlng it with a reek of hot
oil. Amber was vaguoly aware of tho
flguroa of two womon ono standing
in a cornor, the other seated dejected
ly upon a charpoy, her head against
tho wall. As ho lifted his head after
passing under tho low lintol, tho wom
an In tho cornor fired at him point
blank. Tho Virginian saw tho Jot ot flamo
spurt from her hand and felt tho bul
let's Impact upon tho wall behind his
head. Ho flung himself upon her In
stantly. Thero was a moment of furi
ous strugglo, whllo tho cell echoed
with tho rovcrberatlonB of tho shot
and tho screaming ot tho woman on
tho charpoy. Tho pistol exploded again
as ho grappled with tho would-bo mur
deress; tho bullet,' passing up his
sleovo, croased his left arm as with a
whlto-hot iron, and toro out through
tho oloth on his shoulder. Ho twisted
brutally tho wrist that hold the weap
on, and the woman dropped It with a
cry of pain.
You would I" ho cried, and throw
her from him, putting a foot upon the
piBtol. 1
Sho reolod back against tho wnll and
crouched thero, trembling, her chcoka
on flro, her oyes nflamo with rage.
"You dog!'.' sho Bhrillod In Hindi and
spat at him llko a maddened cat Then
ho recognized her.
Narainl!" Ho stepped back in his
surprlBo, his right hand seeking in
stinctively tho wrist of his left, which
was numb with pain.
Hl3 change of position left tho pistol
unguarded, nnd tho woman swooped
down upon it llko a bird of proy; but
boforo sho could get her fingers on Its
grip, Labortoucho stopped between
them, fended her off, anjd qulotly poa
Eessed himself ot tho weapon.
Your pardon, madam," ho said,
gravely.
Naraini rotrcatcd, shaking with fury,
and Ambor omployod tho resplto to
rocognlzo Sophia Farrell in tho woman
on tho charpoy. Sho was still seated,
provonted from rising by bonds about
her wrists and nnkles, and though un
naturally pale, her anguish of fear and
despair had Bot Its raarka upon her
fnco without ono whit detracting from
tho appeal pf her beauty. Ho wont to
her immediately, and as tholr oyos
met, hors flamed with Joy, rollof and
ho dared bollovo a Btronger emotion.
"You you'ro not hurt, Mr. Amber?"
"Not at all. Tho bullot wont out
through my sleovo. And you?" Ho
droppod on his knees, with his pockot-
knlfo sovorlng tho endB of ropo thnt
bound her.
"I'm all right." Sho took hla hands.
holplng herself to rise. "Thank you,"
sho Enid, her oyes shining, n flush ot
color BiiffuBlng her face with glory.
"Did you cut thoso ropes, Ambor?"
Labortoucho Interposed curtly,
"Yes. Why?"
Tho Englishman oxplalned without
turning from his Bombro nnd moroso
regard of Narainl, "Too bad we'll
havo to tlo this woman up, somehow.
Sho's a complication I hadn't foreseen.
. , . Hero; you'd bettor leavo mo
to attend to her you and Mlsa FarrolU
Go on down tho gallery to tho left
I'll catch up with you."
Tho pistol which ho still hold lent
to his demand a sinister slgnlflcanco
ot which he was, perhaps, thoughtless,
But Sophia Farrell hoard, saw and sur-
mlsod.
"No!" sho cried, going swiftly to tho
secret agent "No!" Sho put a hand
upon his arm, but ho shook it oft.
"Did you hear mo, Ambor?" Bald La
bortoucho, still watching tho queon.
"What do you mean to do?" insist
ed Sophia. "You can't you mustn't "
"This is no timo for half-moosuros,
Miss Farrell," Labortoucho told hor
brusquely. "Qur lives bang in tho bal
onco Mr. Amber's, yours, mlno.
Pleoso go."
ITO HE CONTINUED.)
What Chance Has He?
Johnny "Grandpa, do Hons go to
heaven?" Grandpa "No, Johnny."
Johnny "Woll, do ralnlBtors ?" Grand
pa "vvny, or courso. Why do yov
ask?" Johnny "Well, suppose a Uo
cats a minister r Ufa.
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others that
may be af
flicted like
mytclf, to
rpcak for
"My trou
bio first
camo after
la grippe
eight or
nine years
ago, a gath
ering, in my
head and
neuralgia. I
auff crod
most all tho
time. My
nose, ears
aed oyes
wero badlv
Mrs. C Cagerserv
affected for
tho last two years. I think from your
description of internal catarrh that 1
must have had that also. I suffered
very severely.
"Nothing ever relieved me llko Pc
runa. It keeps mo from taking cold.
"With the exception of some deaf
ncs I am feeling perfectly cured. '.I
am forty-six years old.
"I feel that" words are inadequate to
express my pralso for reruns."
AN EASY LOSER.
Ho You're worth a million and l'nj
penniless. Will you marry me?
?he No. Why did you ask mo?
He I wantod to Bee how a man
feels when ho loses a million dollars.
Her Infinite Variety.
A woman smoked a cigarette nnd
mado thereby a sensation.
Such a sensation, in fact, that short
ly anothor woman was smoking, and
Wen another.
" But as moro and moro women smok
ed the sensation they mado grow less
and less, until at length thoy mado no
sensation at all.
That ended It.
"WoU, what next?" quoth woman
kind, for ago could not wither hor nor
custom stalo hor inflnlto variety.
fuck.
Subjective.
"I seo somebody has invented a
'noiseless' soup spoon. In what way
is it noiseless?"
"Why, madam, it's constructed In
such a manner that or you don't
make a noise whon you'ro using it"
Only a fow peoplo can follow tho
lines of least resistance and obey tho
alarm clock at tho same timo.
To Be
Pleasant
In the
Morning
H
ave soma
Post
Toasties
with cream
for breakfast
The rest of the day will
take care of itself.
Post Toaslies arc thin
bits of "White Indian Com
cooked and toasted un
til deliciously crisp and
appetizing.
"The. Memory Lingers"
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