The North Platte semi-weekly tribune. (North Platte, Neb.) 1895-1922, July 27, 1915, Image 6

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    THE SEMI.WEEKLY TRIBUNE. NORTH PLATTE. NEBRASKA.
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SYNOPSIS.
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hf Comtf) ilo Sabron, cuptnln of French
cavalry, takes to Ills ciimrtrrn to rnlno liy
linnd it motlicTlesB Irish trrrler pu. find
nattiiK It I'ltclioiinc. Ho ilitu-x with tlie
MnrqulHc d'KHfllKnnc nml nu'els MIhh Ju
lia Itrdiiiond, American helrosH. Ilo Is or
dered to AlBlcrs but In not allowed to
take BervimtB or docs. Minn Ilrriiimnu
tnltCH aire of Pllclioune, who, IoukIiik tr
his muster, runs mviiy from her. Tim
niarqulHn plans to tuarry Julia to the Due
do Trcmont. I'ltchoimo follows Sitbron to
AlRlerH, 1ok and master meet, and Haliron
RetH permission to keep his 1ok with him.
The buc do Trcmont tlnds the American
heiress capricious. Sahrcn. wounded In
mi ctiKaKement. falls Into tno dry bed of
a river and Is watched over by IMtebouni',
Aftnr a horrible night and day I'ltchntiiiu
leaves him, Trcmont tukes Julia and the
niarUlHf to Allien) In his yncht but has
doubts about Julia's lied Cross mission.
After loni; neareh Julia koIh trnee of Sa
bron's whereabouts. Julia for the mo
ment turns matchmukcr In behalf of Tre
inont 1 (unmet Abou tells the Mur
qulB whero ho thinks Sabron may be
found. Trcmont !ecldes to go with llnm
mc.t Abou to And Hahron
CHAPTER XXI Continued.
"Fntou Annl Is nearly one hundred
years old. Sho haa borne twenty chil
dren, she 1ms had fifty grandchildren;
alio has. seen mnny wives, many hrldea
and many mothers. She doea not bo
Hovo tho sick man has the Evil Eye.
She la not afraid of your fifty nrmod
men. Fatou Annl Is not afraid. Al
lah la great. She will not Ivc up the
Frenchman because of fear, nor will
alio glvo him up to any man. Sho
gives him to tho women of his people."
, With dignity and majesty and with
great beauty of carriage, tin eld worn
nn turned nnd walked toward her hut
and the Bedoulnb followed her.
It was rare for tho caravan to pass
by Benl Medlnot. Tho old wonian'a
euperstltlon foresaw danger In this
vlalt. Her veil before her face, her
gnarled old lingers held the fan with
which she had been funning Sabron.
She went out to tho strangers. Down
by the well -a group of girls in gar
monts of blue nnd yellow, with earthen
bottles on their heads, stood staring
at Benl Mudlnct's unusual visitors.
"Peace bo with you, Fatou Annl,"
uald tho oMor of tho Bedoulnn.
"Aro you a cousin or a brolher that
you know my name?" ufked the an
cient woman.
"Everyone knowB the name of tho
oldest woman In the Sahttra," said
Hammct Abou, "and the victorious aro
always brothers."
"What do you want with mo?" sho
asked, thinking of tho helplessness of
the village.
Hammot Abou pointed to the hut.
"You havo a white captlvo in thcrs.
Is honllvo?"
"What is that to you, son of a dog?"
"Tho mothor'of many sons Is wise,"
said Ilammet Abou portoutously, "but
oho docs not know that this man car
ries tho Evil Eye. Mb dog carries tho
Evil Eyo for his enemies. Your pooplo
have gono to battle. Unless this man
is cast out from your village, ,your
young men, your grandsons and your
Hons will bo destroyed."
Tho old woman regarded him calmly.
"I do not fear It," she said tran
quilly, "wo have had corn and oil .n
plenty. Ho Is sacred."
For tho first time sho looked nt his
companion, tall and slendor and ovl
dontly younger.
"You favor tho wward Franks," nho
eald In n high vol':. "You havo cono
to fall upon ub In our desolation."
Sho was about to raise tho peculiar
wall which would bavo summoned to
her all tho women of tho village. Tho
dogs of tho placo had already begun to
Bhow their noses, nnd tho villagers
woro drawing near tho people under
tho palmB. Now tho young man began
to Bpeak swiftly In n language that sho
did not understand, addressing hla
comrade Tho language was so curloua
lhat tho woman, with tho cry nrrested
on hor Hps, Btnrcd ut him. Pointing to
his companion, Hammot Abou said:
"Fatou Annl, thlu great lord kisses
your hand. Ho says that ho wlshotf
he could speak your beautiful Inn
Kuage. Ho does not como from tho
enemy; ho does not como from the
French. Ho comes from two womon
of his peoplo by whom tho captlvo la
beloved. Ho pays that you aro tho
mother of sons and grandsons, and
that you will deliver this man up Intc
our hands In peace.
I Tho narrow fetid streets woro bir
ginning to fill with the figures of
women, their beautifully colore!
robes fluttering In the light, and thoro
wero curious eager children who came
running, naked save for tho banglfB
upon their arms nnd ankles.
Pointing to them, Hamtuet Abrm
fiuld to tho old Baga:
i "See, you aro only women bore,
Fatou Annl. Your men aro twenty
miles farther south. Wo havo a corn
van of fifty men all armed, Fntou
Annl. They camp Just thoro, at tho
edge of tho oasis. They aro waiting.
Wo como in peace, old woman; he
como to take nwny tho Evil Eye fi'un
your door; but If you anger us flhd
ravo against us, tho dogB and wonvcu
of your town will fall upon you ond
destroy ovory breast nmong you."
Sho began to beat hor palms to
gether, murmuring1
"Allah! Allah!"
"Hush," Bald tho lletlouln fiercely,
"lake un to tho captlvo, Fatou Anul."
Fatou Annl did not stir. Sim
pulled nsldo tho voll from hor with
ered faco, bo that her great ejea
looked out at tho two men. Sho saw
hor predicament, but Bho was a subtlo
Oriental. Victory had boon In hor
cump and In her village; hor sons and
grandsons hud nover been vanquished.
Perhaps tho dying man In tho hut
would bring ho Evil Eyo! He was
dying, nnywny ho would not lSvo
twenty-four hours. Sho know thin,
for hor nlnoty years of life had seen
mauy oyos closo on tho oasis under
tho hard hluo Bkloa.
To tho taller of tho two Bedouins
ho Bald In Arabic:
CHAPTER XXII.
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Into the Desert.
A week nfter tho caravan of tho Due
do Trcmont lef Algiers, Julia Red
mond came unexpectedly to tho villa
of Madamo do la Malno nt an early
morning hour. Mndamo do la Malno
saw her standing on the threshold of
her bedroom doo.-.
"Chero Mndamo," Julia said, "I am
leaving today with a dragomnn nnd
twenty servants to go Into tho desert."
Mndamo do la Maine was still In
bod. At n'no o'clock alio read her pa
pora and her correspondence.
"Into the desert alone!"
Julia, with her cravache in her
gloved hands, smiled sweotly though
she wub very pale. "I had not thought
of going alone, Madame," Bho replied
with charming assurance, "I know you
would go with mo."
On n chair by hor bed was a wrap
per of blue silk and lace. Tho com
tespo sprnng up and then thrust hor
feet Into her slippers nnd stared at
Julia.
"What aro you going to do In tho
desert?"
"Watch!"
"Yes, yes!" nodded Madamo do la
Malno. "And your aunt?"
"Dcop In a bazaar for the hospital,"
smiled Miss Redmond.
Madamo do la Malno regarded her
Blender friend with admiration and
envy. "Why hadn't I thought of It?"
Sho rang for hor maid.
"HecaiiBO your great-grandfather
was not n pioneer!" MIbb Redmond
answered.
Tho sun which, all day long, hold
tho desert In Its burning cmbraco,
went westward In his own brilliant
caravan.
"Tho desert blossoms like a rose,
Thoreso."
"Llko a roso?" qucBtloned Madamo
do la Maine.
Sho was sitting in tho door of her
tent; hor white dress and ' er white
Julia's Eyes Were Fixed Upon
Limitless Sands.
the
hat gleamed llko a touch of snow
upon tho desert's face. Julia Red
mond, on a rug at her feet, and in her
khaki rldlng-hnblt tho color of tho
sand, blondud with tho desert as
though part of It. Shu sat up as slid
spoke.
-now divine! See!" Sho pointed
to tho stretches of tho Sahara before
her. On ovory side they spread away
as far as tho eyo could reach, buovo
mollow, black, undulating finally to
small hlllocka with corrugated sides.
as a group of llttlo Muulhlllb roso soft
ly out of the senllfce plain. "Look.
morose !
biowiy, from ochvr and gold tho
color changed; a faint wavellko blush
crept over tho sands, which roddoned
pnieu, lauou, warmed again, took
dopth and grow Intense llko llamo
"Tho heart of n rose! N'ost-co pus(
ThorcBO?
"I understand now what you moan,"
said madamo. Thj comtesso was not
a dreamer. Parisian to tho tips of
hor flngors, elegant, lino, Bho had lived
n conventional life. Theresa had been
taught to conceal hor emotions. Sho
had boon taught that our fooling
matter very llttlo to any ono but our
selves. She ad been taught to go
lightly, to nvold Berious hlngs. Her
grcnt-grandmothcr Imd gone lightly to
tho BcafTold, exquisitely courteous till
tho Inst.
"I ask your pardon if I Joallcd you In
tho tumbrel," the old cotntense had
said to her companion on tho way to
tho guillotine. "The springs of tho cart
are poor" and she went up smiling.
In the companionship of the Ameri
can girl, Thoreso do la Maine had
thrown off restraint. If tho Mnrqulso
d'EscIlgnac had felt Julia's Influence.
Thoreso do la Malno, being near her
own age, echoed Julia's very feeling.
Except for their dragoman nnd tholr
servants, tho two womon were alone
In the desert.
Smiling nt Julia, Madamo do la
Malno Bald: "1 haven't been bo far
from tho Rue de la Pulx In my life."
"How can you speak of tho Rue do
la Paix, ThcroBc?"
"Only to allow you how completely 1
havo left It behind."
Julla'a eyes wero fixed upon tho lim
itless sands, a Ben where a faint line
lost Itsolf in the red west and tho hori
zcfi shut from her sight everything
that alio believed to be her life.
"This is tho seventh day, Thcrese!"
"Already you aro as brown as an
Arab, Julia!"
"You as well, ma chore nmic!"
"Robert does not like dark women,"
snfd the Comtesso do la Maine, and
rubbed bor cheek. "I must wear two
voils."
"Look, Thcrese!"
Across tho face of the desert tho
glow began to withdraw Its curtain.
Tho sands suffused an Ineffnblo hue, a
shell-like pink tookaiosBcsslon, and the
desert melted and then grow colder It
waned before their eyes, withered like
a tea-rose.
Llko a rose!" Julia murmured,
'amoll Its perfume!" Sho lifted hor
head, drinking In with delight tho
fragrance of tho sanda,
"Ma chero Julln," gently protcated
tho comtease, lifting her head,, "per
fume, Julia!" But sho breathed with
her friend, whllo a sweetly subtle, in
toxicating odor, us of millions and mil
lions of roses, gathered, warmed, kept,
then scattered on tho airs of hcavon,
Intoxicating her.
To tho loft wore the huddled tents of
their attendants. No sooner had the
sun gone down than tho Arabs com
menced to sing a song that Julia had
especially liked:
Love Is llko a sweet perfume,
It comes. It escapes.
When It's present, It Intoxicates;
When It's a memory. It brings tears.
Love Is llko a sweet breath,
It comes and It escapes.
The weird music filled the silence ot
tho silent place. It had tho evanescent
quality of the wind that brought the
breath of tho sand-flowers. The voices
of the Arabs, not unmusical, though
hoarso and appealing, cried out thoir
love-song, and then the music turned
to Invocation nnd to prayer.
Tho two women listened Bilently aa
tho night fell, their figures sharply
outlined in tho beautiful clarity of the
eastern night.
Julia 8tood upright. In her severe
riding dress, sho was as slender as a
boy. Sho remained looking toward tho
horizon, immovable, patient, a silent
watcher over tho uncommunlcatlvo
waste.
"Perhaps," sho thought, "there is
nothing really beyond that line, so fast
blotting Itsolf Into night and yet I
seem to see them como!"
Madame de la Maine, In tho door
of hor tent, Immovable, hor hands
clasped around her knees, look affec
tionately nt tho young girl beforo her,
Julia was a delight to her. Sho was
carried away by hor, by her frank Biro
pllclty, nnd drawn to her warm and
generous heart. Madamo do la Maine
had her own story. She wondered
whether over, for nny period of her
conventional life, she could havo
thrown everything nsido and stood out
with tho man sho loved.
Julia, standing before hor, a dark
slim figure In the night isolated and
alone recalled tho figurehead of
ship, Its faco toward hoaven, pioneer
lng the open seas.
Julia wutehod, Indeed, On tho desort
there la the brilliant day, a paBBlonnto
glow, and tho nightfall. They passed
tho nights somotlmes listening for a
cry that ahould hail an approaching
caravan, sometimes hearing tho wild
cry of tho hyonns, or of a passing vul
turo on his horrid flight. Otherwlso,
until tho camp stirred with tho dawn
and the curly prayer-call Bounded "Al
lah! Allah! Akbar!" Into tho still
ncBH, they were wrapped In completo
silence.
(TO m: CONTINUED.)
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G035IP
epers Heavy Burden on District of Columbia
WASHINGTON. More than n year after John Early, tho leper, put In an
appearance In Waahlngton, and was taken In charge by tho District
health officials, ho Is still a "guest" of the municipality ut tho little lepci
cottago on the grounds of tho Govern
mnnt Hnmiltnl for the Insntip hevnnH
g3ffffii-E$teL tne eastern branch. With Early al
uiu uuiunuon cottage is until ii. ura'
bio, another leper, who was taken In
custody on tho streets of Wnshlngtor
December 10. Early arrived In WubIi
lngton nnd notified tho health officiate
of his presence early In Juno last
year
Since Early's arrival, and since
tho coming of Grable, tho District au
thorltles have mado repeated efforts
hrough letters to the secretary of the treasury to havo tho Federal public
health scrvlco take cliargo of the two lepers, but these efforts havo beet
without success.
Tho necessity for taking care of the two men has drained the funds set
apart for the contagious disease work of the District. The cost is between
$6 and $10 a day. The health department has found It necessary to cal!
several tlmeB on the commissioners for omergency appropriations,
Tho lcperB, It Is stated, are under treatment by the District health
authorities according to tho latest Inoculatory methods, but so far have
shown no Improvement. On the contrary, It Is understood, tho disease It
showing progressive development in both cases.
Both of the unfortunutes camo to Washington with tho hope of remaining
hero, It Is Bald, and seem contented with tholr lot.
wry
THOUGHT SHE .
COULD NOT LIVE
Restored to Health by Lydia
E. Pinkham's Vegetable
Compound.
Unlonville, Mo. "I suffered from a
f emalo trouble and I got so weak that I
I could hardly walk
across the floor with
out holding on to
something. I had
nervous spells and
my fingers would
cramp and my f aca
would draw, and I
could not speak, nor
sleep to do any good,
had no appcUto.and
everyone thought I
would not live.
"Ugh!"- Says Indian Chief, Signing Away Millions
A FTER A-She-Gnh-Hro, prlncipnl chief of tho Osages, attached his thumb
to n document at tho Interior department assenting to the disposition ol
oil and gas leases in the Osago reservation covering 080,000 acres and valued
at many millions of dollars, ho remarked:
Ugh, guess that will do."
Andrew Big Horso also signed, for
ho could write. When E-Gron-Kah-Shln-Kah
waa asked to assent as a
member of tho Osage tribal council
lie pressed his thumb mark upon the
paper.
Peter Blghcart was able to write.
Other signers for the tribal council
of six nnd the officers all wrote thoir
names, and Secretary of tho Interior
Franklin K. Lane and Indian Commissioner Sells witnessed tho BlgnatureE
and tho thumb marks. Then everybody went up to the White House to Bee
the "Great White Father" and tell him what they had done. It was some
thing of an event In annals of the Indian office. For once the government
officers and tho Indians had been able to agree on the disposition of Indian
property.
Tho action provides for tho leases on tho 080,000 acres of oil and gas
lands in tho Osage reservation in Oklahoma which aro known as the Foatei
leases and are held by tho Indian Territory Illuminating Oil company and Ite
aubleases, and which will expire March 16 next. The controversy has ex
tended over months. Tho oil company sought a renewal ot tho existing
leases, but the action taken cuts them out and eliminates the middleman
generally.
A feature of the agreement Is tho provision that the United States
government shall bo given an option on tho wells at prevailing prices when
now leases aro made. None of the present sublessees will be permitted tc
retain moro than 4,800 acres. Oil and gas rights will be leased separately.
The royalty rate Is Increased from one-eighth to one-sixth on well producing
less than 100 barrela and one-fifth on wells producing over that amount. The
rate on.gaa wells Is changed from $100 each per year to one-sixth royalty
Some one advised mo to take Lydia E.
Pinkham's Vegetable Compound. I had
taken bo much mediclno and my doctor
said ho could do me no good so I told my
husband he might get me a bottle and I
would try it By tho time I had taken
it I felt better. I continued its use, and
now I am well and strong.
"I have always recommended your
medicine ever since I was so wonder
fully benefitted by it and I hope thia
letter will bo tho means of saving soma
other poor woman from Buffering."
Mrs. Martha Seavey, Box 1144,
Unionvillc, Missouri.
Tho makers of Lydia E. Pinkham'a
Vegetable Compound havo thousands of
such letters as that abovo they tell
the truth, else they could not have been
obtained for love or money. Thia med
icine is no stranger it has stood ths
test for years.
If thoro 'nro nnv complications ron
do not understand Trrito to Lydia E.
rinkhnm Mcdicino Co. (confidential)
jLynn,.iiass. l our letter vriu lie opened,
read and answered by a woman ana
held In strict confidence.
Undo Sam has ono bank to every
9,700 people.
Drink Denlson's Coffee,
For your health's sake.
Tho man who buys nn automobile
on tho installment plan evidently be
lieves in paying as ho goes.
Smile, imile. beautiful clear whit
clothes, lted Cross Ball Blue, American
made, therefore best. All crocera. Adr.
Cold Feet.
"Aro you cool in tlmo of dangcr7"
"Perfectly, but at tho wrong end."
Houston Post.
Explained.
Patience Why do they call a boat
'ahe." do you suppose?
Patrice Because it has such good
lines, probably.
Revised.
"Is that futurist music you're play
Ipg?" Inquired hubby as his wife
pumped the pianola.
"No, dear; It's 'Home, Sweet Home,
r ii oi" V ' r f n "ino, aear; ub name, oweei nuiuu,
Ty Cobb Stirs Fans in Deparment of Commerce but i think Bobby has been mg
1
U"V Y" COBB, the popular player of tho Detroit baseball team, nearly
1 wrecked the government machinery in tho department of commerce
when ho called to pay a visit to his friond, Robert Clancy, private secretary
to Assistant Secretary Sweet of the
department, also from Detroit. Cobb
and Clancy, In between times, run the
Woodrow Wilson factions out in De
trolt. Clancy Is president of the
Woodrow Wilson Club of Detroit and
"Ty" Cobb Is his ffrst lieutenant, hold
ing down tho chair of 'ice-president
vvnen Cobb came in to seo uiancy
ono of the messengers opened his
eyes wide at being ablo to get so
close to tho baseball player, and, like
a twentieth century Paul Revere, he
went through tho halls tolling of Cobb's presence. From then on there was a
constant stream of visitors into Clancy's office.
Thoy kept coming and congregating in tho room. Clancy tried to open a
door and let them como in ono way, shako hands with tho visitor and pass
out. But that did not work at all. Thoso basoball "fans" weren't going to be
dictated to. Thoy just hung around, and each had a baseball story to tell
Cobb.
Cobb then went through tho building, guided and protected by Robert
Clancy, and Impromptu receptions were hold on every floor. Business did
not settle down after thoso receptions, for the employees went to tho win
dow to watch "Ty" leave the building.
They wero hanging out every window when the player stopped into a
waiting taxlcab with Clancy.
"Wave to them, Ty," said Clancy.
"Ty" waved.
Then a great cheer went up aa tho taxlcab disappeared down tho avenue
No Time.
"Isn't It Btrango that Mrs. Robin
ion nover attends tho Mothers' club
meetings. We've Invited her time and
again."
"I'm afraid she's a hopeloss old fogy.
Sho insists on staying home to take
caro of her children."
A Greater Surprise.
"Whero aro you goln', ma?" asked
tho youngest of five chlldron.
"I'm going to a surprise party, my
dear," answered the mother.
"Aro wo all goln', too?"
"No, dear; you woron't invited."
After a few moments' deop thought:
"Say, ma, then don't you think.
they'd bo lots moro surprised If you
did take us all?"
Meaning of Yankee
Tlurc nro several conflicting tho
orles regarding the origin of the
word Yankee. Tho most probablo is
that it came from a corrupt pronun
ciation by tho Indluns of tho word
English, or Its French from Anglais.
Tho term Yankeo was orlglnnlly np.
piled only to the notlves of the Now
England states but foreigners hnve
extended it to all tho natives of tho
United States and during tho Amorl
can Civil war the southerners used It
aB a term of roproach for all the In
habitants of tho North.
Porto Rico Sugar Industry.
Tho Important part played by the
sugar Industry In tho matcrlnl welfare
of Porto Rico Is Bhown by tho figures
of oxports. Out of a totul valuation ot
oxportB amounting to $43,000,000 dur
ing tho fiscal yonr ending Juno 30,
1914, BUgar alono constituted over $20,-
000,000. This was tho lowost sum real-
Izcd for sugar exports In fivo years
Under normal conditions sugar con
stltutes two-thlrdB tho total valuo of
all exports.
How Uncle Sam Measures the Size of Raindrops
V HE United States weather man recently has undertaken some very inter-
1 eating experiments In relation to raindrops. Ho has made "movie''
pictures of them falling, and through tho adoption of an Ingenious device
has succeeded In measuring them-
tho result being tho discovery that
raindrops vary in diameter all the
way from one-flftleth of an Inch to
one-third of nn inch.
Anybody can measure tho size of
rnindrops for himself, when onco tho
simple method la explained. All thnt
Is necessary is to take a small tin pan
and Bpread smoothly in It somo woll
sifted flour to a depth of an Inch.
Expose It then to a shower for throo
or four seconds lohc onouch. that 1b
to say, to allow a few drops to fall upon tho flour. As a result, a number of
llttlo holes will he mndo In tho flour, and at tho bottom of each nolo will bo
found n pollet of dough
Tho dough pellets must not bo disturbed until they havo had time to
becomo dry nnd hard. Then thoy may bo taken out, and will represent witn
u fnlr degree of cxactneBa the sizes of tho drops by which thoy woro mado.
This may bo provod by allowing artificial raindrops (suspended from the
end of a broom-straw or glass plpotto, and carefully measured) to fall into a
pan of flour from a holght of two or throo feet. When tho resulting pellets
aro oxamlned they will bo found to correspond closely In slzo to tho drops.
Many thousnndn of such dough pelletB representing raindrops have been
photographed or labolcd and put on fllo for roferenco at tho weather bureau
In Washington. Thoy afford data from which various kinds of rainfalls may
bo studied. For. oddly enough, sizes of drops seem to have a rocognizauio
rolatlon to different kinds of storms, or to different parts of the same etona.
BUILT A MONUMENT
The Best Sort In tho World.
"A monument built by and from
Postum," is tho way an Illinois man
describes himself. Ho sayi:
"For years I was a coffee drinker
until at last I became a terrible nut
forer from dyspepsia, constipation,
headaches and indigestion.
"Tho dlfforent kinds ot medicine I
tried did not cure mo, and finally some
one told mo to leave off coffee and
take up Postum. I was fortunate in
having tho Postum made fltrictly ac
cording to directions on tne pic?., to
that from tho Btart I liked it
"Gradually my condition changed.
Tho old troubles disappeared and I
began to feel well again. My appetite
becamo good and I could digest food.
Now I am restored to strength and
health, can sloop sound all night and
awako with a fresh and restod body.
"I am really a monument built by
Postum, for I was a physical wreck,
distressed in body and mind, and am
now a strong, healthy man. I know
exactly what mado tho change; It was
leaving off coffeo nnd using Postum."
Namo given by Postum Co., Eattll
Creek, Mich. Read "Tho Road to Well-
vllle," in pkgs.
Postum comes in two formB:
Postum Cereal tho original form i
must bo well boiled. 15c and 25a pack
ages. Instant Postum a solublo powder
dissolves quickly in a cup of hot wa
tor, and with cream nnd sugar, makes
a delicious beverage Instantly. 30c and
60c tins.
Both kinds aro equally delicious and
cost about tho same per cup,
"There's a Roason" for Postum.
old by Grocer.