be Doetors feWire f
BY Vt!SS M.
CIIAPTRK XXVI. -(Continued.)
lie told (twcmbdhie lor. from being
half nmuspd, tin If gratified, by Mr, (fil
bert's unconconle 1 Admiration of liltn.
to nnivcly rcvenlod In every look nnd
tone, It o had, llttlo by little, grown to
find tlio Hole luippincM of bin life in
those romantic meetings; nnd then bo
poko of hh struggles with himself, renl
cnrneit struggles hU fiight--his return
bis presumptuous belief that Isabel
wiild freely eotweiu to nny Htej be
might propose bis anger nnd disappoint
tnunt after the llnnl l-itervlew, which
proved to him Inn- little be bud known
tlio deptliH of thnt girlish sentimental
heart.
"She wns only n ehl'd plnylng with
firo, Uwondoline," be .mid, "find bad not
the smallest (1pm! re to walk through the
furnarc. 'Phut was my nilsmko. She
"wns a child, and I niintrnik her for
womnn n womttn who saw the gulf be
fore her, and was prepared to take the
drspornto leap. She Venn (inly a child,
pleased with my pro ty speeches and
town-undo clothes and perfumed hnnd
korehlofs a school girl; and I se my
life upon the chump of bping happy with
Jut. Will you try and think of hrr an
he rcilly Is, Gwendoline not iih these
Graybridgo ppople see hrr and be kind
to her when I am de;id and gone? 1
ehould like to think she was sure of one
wlsu nnd Rood woman for a friend. I
have hern very cruel to her, very un
just, very sollWi. I wns never in the
ante mind about her for an hour togeth
er sometime thinking 'tenderly of her,
ioinctinios upbrahlhg and hating her
bh a triclcHtreyn ami a coquette. Hut 1
can understand her and believe in her
much, better now. The sky is higher,
Gwendoline."
If Roland had told Ills cousin this
tory a week before, when his life seem
ed all before him, she might have re
ceived his confidence in a very different
spirit to that in which she now accept
ed it; but lie was I'ylug, and hIic had
loved him and had been loved by him.
It was by her own act that sho had
lost that love. She, of nil others, had
least right to resent Ids attachment to
another woman. She remembered thnt
dny, nearly ten years ago, on which
ho hnd quarreled with him, htung by
Ma roproacbes, insolent In tbo pride of
her young beauty and tlio knowledge that
he might marry a man no high above
Itoland Iinusdell in rank nnd position.
She n.iw herself ns sho had been in
all the early splendor of her beauty, and
Wondered if she really was the same
cronturo na thnt proud, worldly girl,
Who thought tho suprcniost triumph in
llfo wns to become the wife of n mur
Quls. "I will be her friend, Itolnnd," she
aid, presently. "I know she is very
childish, and I will bo patient with Iter
nud befriend her, poor, lonely girl."
Gwendoline was thinking, ns she said
this, of tluit interview In the surgeon's
parlor at Gr.iybrl Ige that interview in
Which Isabel hud not scrupled to con
fess her folly.
"I ought to have been more patient,"
Gwendoline thought; "but I think I was
angry with her because she dared to
love Itoland. I was j;'a!ous of h's love
for her, nnd I could not be kind or tol
rnnt." OIIAPTEIt XXVII.
Isabel found Gwendoline tender nnd
compassionate to her. She only rnlsed
her eyes to the hdy's face with n grate
ful look. She forgot all about the in
tervlew nt Grnybrldgo; what could she
remember in tlut room, except thnt be
Wns ill? in danger, people had told her;
but sho could not believe thnt. The ex-
fierlenco of her hushnnd's deathbed had
mpressed her with an Idea that dnnger
cua illness must ba nccompanied by ter
rible prostration, delirium, rnglng fever,
flull stupor. Sho saw Kolnnd in one of
his best intervals, rensonablo, cheerful,
o'.f possessed, nnd she could not be
lieve that ho was going to die. She
looked nt him nnd snw thnt his fnce
wns bloodless, nnd thnt his head wns
bound by linen bandages, which con
cealed ills forehead. A fall from U
horse! Sho remembered how she had
een him once rldo upon tho dusty road,
unconscious of her presence, grnnd and
elf-absorbed; but nmong nil her mus
ings she hnd never imagined nny danger
coming to him in that shape. She had
fancied him nlwnys ns n dauntless rider,
taming tbo wildest steed with one light
pressure of his linnd upon the curb.
Sho never guessed t'ie truth. The med
ical men who attended Itoland Lnus
doll know thnt the injuries from which
ho wns dying bad never been cnused by
any fall from n burse; and they said
as much to Ghnrlm Itnymond, who wns
unutterably distressed by tho Intelli
gence. But neither he nor tho doctors
could obtain nny ndmlssion from the pa
tient, though Mr. Kaymond most earn
estly implored him to rovc.il tho truth.
"Guro mo if you can," he said; "noth
ing that I can tell you will givo you
help in doing that. If It Is my fancy to
keep the pause of my dentil a secret, it
Is the whim of a dying man, and it ought
to bo respected. No living cronture upon
this earth, except ono mnn, will ever
know how I enme by these Injuries. Hut
I do hope that you gentlemen will be
discreet enough to spnro my friends nny
useless pnln. The gonslps nro nt work
i1k.nrifltf 1 ilnrft enr amwml i fit,. n u tn
what became of tho horso that threw
me... For pity's sako, do. your best to
top their talk.
V t I 1 1 i 1 - J , it. 1
uaaui uuu iusi uji cuum ui lime since
E. BRADDON
4
the sudden shock of her husband's denxh;
nnd she did not pvmi know the dny of
the week. She only knew that the
world seemed to hive come to an end,
and that it wns very hnrd to be left
alone in n deserted universe.
For a long time she knelt by her bed
side praying that Itolnd I.nusdell might
live only that he might live. Sho
would bp contented nnd happy, she
thought, to know tint all the world lay
between her nud him. if she could only
know that he lived. Childishly, ignor
nntly. ns h child might supplicate for
lite life of its mother, did this girl pray
fur the recovery of Itoland Lniisdell.
No Ihoug'it of her new freedom, no fore
shiulowing of what might hnppen if he
could be restored to health, disturbed the
simple fervor of her prayers. She only
wnntt'd him to live.
The sun sloped westward, and still
li 1 1 ne upon thnt kneeling ligure. Per
Imps Isabel hnd a vngue notion thnt the
Iciigih of her prayers might prevnil.
They were only rambling, unorthodox
petition. It is not every mourner who
can cry. "Thy will be done." I'itirul
and we.ik nnd foolish nro some of (lie
Inmcntations thnt rise to tho Eternal
Throne.
At' last, when Isabel hnd been some
hours nlone nnd undisturbed In thnt sun
lit chamber, nn eager yeirning (o sec
Ii'oland IjiuisiIoII once more came upon
her to see him, or, at least, to hear
tidings of him; to hear thnt a happy
change hud come about; thnt he was
sleeping peacefully, wrapt in a placid
slumber that gave promio of recovery.
All, whnt unspeakable' delight it would
le to hear something like this! And
sick men had been spared before to
day. Her heart thrilled with a sudden rap
ture of hope. She went to the door and
opened it, and then stood upon the
threshold listening. Ail wns silent ns
It had been before. No sound of foot
steps, no murmur of voice, penetrated
tlio massive old walls. There was no
passing servant in tlio corridor whom
she could question us to Mr. I.nnsdell's
state. She waited with faint hope that
Gwendoline or the sick-nurse might come
out of Roland's room; but she waited
in vain.
Tho western sunlight shining redly
through a lantern iu the roof of the
corridor Illumined the somber fact's of
the de.id Lans.lells with a factitious
glow of life and color; pensive fnces,
darkly earnest faces all with some look
of the mnn who was lying in the cham
ber yonder. The stillness of that long
corridor seemed to freeze Isabel's child
ish hopes. The Happing of a linen blind
outside tlio lantern sounded like the
fluttering of n snil at sea; but inside
i lie house thero wns not so much us n
brenth or u whisper.
Tho stillness und the suspense grew
unendurable. The doctor's wife moved
away from tho door, and crept nearer
and no.ircr tho dark oaken door at the
end of the corridor the ponderous bar
rier that shut her from Rohiud Lans
dell. She dared not knock at that door,
iost the sound should disturb him. Some
one must surely como out into tho cor
ridor before long Mr. Itnymond, or
Gwendoline, or tho nurse some ono who
could give her hope and comfort.
Sho went toward the door, and sud
denly saw that the door of the next room
wns njar. From this room came the
low murmur of voices; nnd Isabel re
membered nil nt once thnt she hnd seen
an upnrtment opening out of thnt in
which Itolnnd Lnnsde'.I lay u large,
pleasant looking chamber, with n high
oaken mantelpiece, nbovo which she had
seen the glimmer of guns nnd pistols,
and a picture of a horse.
She went into this room. It was
t mpty, nnd the murmur of voices came
from tho ndjoinlng chamber. The door
between the two rooms wns open, and
she heard something more than voices.
Thero wns the sound of low convulsive
sobbing; very subdued, but very terrible
to hear. She could not see the sick
man, for there was a little group about
his bed, and a group of bending figures,
that mndo a screen bptween her nnd
him. She snw CJwondoline on her knees
at the bottom of tho bed. with her face
buried in fho silken coverlet, and her
arms thrown up above her bead; but
in the next moment Charles Raymond
snw her, nnd came to her.
"Como nwny, my denr," he said, soft
ly; "come with me, Isabel."
"Oh, let me see him! let me speak to
him! Only once more only once!"
"Never ngnln, lsnbol never upon this
earth any more! You must think of him
as something infinitely better nnd bright
er than you ever know him here. 1
never snw such n smi.e upon a human
face as l snw just now on his."
Slie hnd no need of nny plainer words
to te.l bar be wns dead. Sho felt the
ground reel suddenly beneath her feet,
and saw the gradual rising of n misty
darkness that shut out tho world and
do?ed about her like the silent waters
through which n drowning man goes
down to denth.
CIIAL'TKR XVIII.
Gwendoline kept her promise; she re
pented her Jo.ilous linger against her
cousin; she bitterly lamented those occa
sions upon which she had felt a mis
erable joy In tho probing of his wounds.
She looked back, now thnt the blindness
of pnsslon hnd pnssed nwny with the
pnssing of tho dend, nnd saw herself as
sho had really been uiichrUtlnn, Intol
erant. uoi8ui.(id uy jealous anger.
She never knew thnt pho hnd sent tho
man she lotel to his death. Indexible,
to iho last, Hol.itid Lnnsdpll hnd kept
the secret of that fntnl meeting In Neis
borough llo'.Inw. Tho man who hnd
entfed Ills denth wns Isabel's father.
If Roland hnd been vindictively dispos
ed toward his enemy, he would, for her
sake, hvo freely lot him go; but ho
very vengeful impuUo hnd sllrrod the
failing pulse of his heart. Ho wns
wnrcply angry with .Inck the Scribe;
but rntlicr rec gnir.cd in whnt had oc
curred the working of a strnnge fatal
ity, or tlio execution of a divine judg
ment. In splto of thnt murderous threat ut
tered by him In tho dock, In spite of
the savage violence of his nttack upon
Roland Lnnsdell, Sloaford bad not per
haps meant to kill his enemy. Mr. Siea-
ford had only Intended to "punish" tho
"languid swell" who had borne witness
ngiinst him; to spoil Ills beauty for tho
time being; nnd, in short, to give him
just eat!H for remembering that llttlo
amateur detective btisino. by which ho
had beguiled tho elegant idleness of his
life. Isabel's father had scanely in
tended to do more than this. Hut when
you heat a man about the head with u
loaded bludgeon, it is not so very easy
to draw the line of demnrcation between
an iisB.itilt and a murder, and Mr. Slea
ford did go n little too fnr, as he learn
ed a few days afterward, when ho read
of the sudden death of Roland Lansdcll,
of Mordrod I'r.ory.
The strong man, rending this an
nouncement in the parlor of a low pub
He house, felt an Icy sensation of fear
that ho hnd never experienced boforo
nmld nil the li.'tlc dutictilties nttendant
upon the forcing of negotiable myo
graph". This was something more than
he hnd bargained for. This business
was murder, or something so nearly re
sembling thnt list nnd worst of crimes,
that a stupid jury might fail to recog
nize the distinction. Jack the Scribp,
armed with Roland LanadoH's fifty
pounds, hnd already organized n plan
of operations which wns likely to ro
fult iu n very eomfortnble little in
come, without iuvolvlng nnything so dis
ngreenblo to the feelings of n gentleman
ns the il.egal use of other people's
names. It wns to the science of money
lending that .Mr. Sloaford had turned
his attention; and during the enforced
retirement of the last few years ho
had woven for himself a very neat lit
tle system, by which a great deal of
interest, in tiie shape of inquiry fees
and preliminary postage ntamp could
be extorted out of simple-mindeY bor
rowers without nny expenditure in the
way of principal o:i tho part of the lend
er. With a view to tho worthy carry
ing out of tills tittle scheme, Mr. Slea
ford had mndo nn appointment witii one
of ills old nssochtes, who nppoared to
him a likely person to net as clerk or
undcrlng. and to double that character
with the more dignified role of solicitor
to tho Mutual Co-operative Frlend-ln-need
nud Frio.id-lndeed Society; but af
ter reading that dismal paragraph re
specting Mr. Lnuslell .Inck the Serlbe's
ideas underwent u considerable change.
It might bo that this big pleasant me
tropolis, in which thero is nlwnys such
n nice little crop of dupes nnd simple
tons ready to fall proue beneath the
sickle of the judicious husbandman,
would become, in vulgar parlance, n llt
tlo too hot to hold Mr. Sloaford..
Ho obtained nil information about
speedily departing steam vessels, nnd
curly the following morning, burdened
only with a carpct-bng and the smallest
of portmanteaus, Jack tho Scribo left,
unhlndore.l nnd uuobserved, bound for
Africa. And here he drops out of my
story, ns the nvenging goddess might
disappear from n classic stage when her
work wns done. For him, too, n Ne
mesis wnits, lurking darkly In some hid
den turning of tho sinuous wny nlong
which u scoundrel wnlks.
"If nny cnlm, n cnlm despair." Such
a calm fell nt last upon Isabel .Gilbert,
but it wns slow to come. For u long
tlmo It seemed to her ns if n dreadful
darkness obscured nil the world, a dark
ness in which she groped blindly for n
grave, where she might lie down and
d!o. Was not ho dead? Whnt wns there
left In all the universe now that ho wns
gone?
llnpplly for tho sufferer, there Is at
tendant upon all mental anguish n kind
of numbness, n stupefnetion of the
senses, which in some manner deadens
the ohnrpneRS of the torture. For a long
tlmo Isabel could not think of what hnd
happened within tho last few troubled
weeks. Site could only sit helpless and
tearless In the little parlor at Gray
bridge. It was on the second dny after the
surgeon's funeral, the day following thnt
infinitely more stately ceremonial at
Mordred church that Mr. Raymond came
to see Isabel. He had been with her
several times during the last few days;
but ho had found all nttempts nt con
solation utterly In vain, nnd he, who
had so carefully studied humnn nature,
knew that It Avas wisest and kindest to
let her nlone.
But on this occasion ho enme on n
business errand; nnd ho wns accompan
ied by n grnve-lookliig person, whom he
introduced to Isubel ns the lnte Mr.
I.nnsdell's solicitor.
"I have como to bring you strnnge
news, Mrs. Gilbert," he said. "News
that cannot full to be very startling to
you."
Sho looked up nt Charles Raymond
with n sad smile, whowe meaning ho
was not slow to Interpret. It said so
very plainly: "Da you think that any
thing that can happen henceforward
upon this earth could ever seem strnn'e
to me?" "
"When you -were with- him on tho
last day of his life, Isnhel," Mr. Rny
mond continued, "he tnlked to you verv
seriously. He chnnged changed won
derfully with the nenr approach of denth.
It seemed ns if the Inst ten years had
been blotted nwny, nnd hp was n young
man again, just entering life, full of no-
bit y,irn i:r.s nnl nsp ration". I pmy
I G .d lb ."p :i dip v . .. tn iy never bo
1 countpd n:riiiit him. Hp spoke to you
i very enrn s:lv. mv dpnr: nnd ho urged
you, If ever great opportunities wero
given you, which they might be, to uso
them fnlthfully for his snke. I heard
him ssy this, nnd wns at a loss to nn
doritand his full nio.inlng. I coinpro
bend it perfectly now."
He pnnsed; hut Isabel did not even
look tqi at him. The tours wero slowly
pouring down her colorless cheeks. Sho
wns thinking of that Inst day at Mord
rod! and Ilnln llri'n Innitnrlv iitit'iinal fntf
seemed sltlll sounding In her ears.
"Isabel, a great charge has been in
trusted to you. .Mr. Lansdcll has left
you the bulk of his fortune."
It Is certain thnt Mr. Rnymond ex
pected some crv of unrnriae isnmo token
of astonishment, to follow this announce
ment; but Isabel's tears only flowed n
little faster, nml her head sank forward
on the sofa cushion by her side.
"Hnd you nny idea that Roland In
tended to leave his money in this man
ner?" "Oh, no. no! 1 don't wnnt tho money;
I can do nothing with it. Oh, give it to
5-omo hospltnl, ple.iso; nnd lot the hos
pital be called by his namo. It wns cruel
of him to think that I should enro for
money when he was dend."
"I hnve reason to believe that this will
was made under verv tubulin r fin mil
stances." Mr. Itavmond Knid. tn-p,.ii1v?
"when Roland wns laboring under a de
lusion about you n delusion which you
yourseit tuterward dispelled, Mr. I.ans
dell's solicitor fully understands this;
Gen. Ituysdale and his daughter also
understand It; and no possible discredit
can attach to you from the inheritanco
of tb's fortune. Had Roland lived, ho
might very possibly have made somo
alteration and modification of thi will.
As it stands, it is ns good n will ns nny
ever proved, ion are a very rich woni
nn, Isabel. Gwendoline, her father nnd
myself nro legatees to n considerable
amount; but Mordred Priory nnd tho
bulk of the Lnnsdell property are loft
to you."
Gwendoline hard promised to be tho
frlond of Isabel; and she kept her word.
There was no bitterness in Iter henrt
now; nnd perhaps she liked George Gil
bert's widow all the better on account
of thnt foolish, wasted love that made
n kind of link oetweeu them.
So Mrs. Gilbert wns permitted to pos
sess her now wealth In peace. She
went away with Gwendoline nnd the
general to those fair foreign lands foe
which sho hid pined in tho weedy gar
den nt Camb-rwell. Even during the
first bitterness of her sorrow she was
not utterly selfish. She sent money to
Mrs. Sloaford and the boys money
which seemed enormous wealth to them;
and she instructed her solicitor to semi
them quarterly Installments of nn incoma
which would enable her hnlf-brotherj
to receive n liberal education.
And now Isabel Gilbert passes away
into n higher region than that in which
this story lias lain useful, serene, al
most happy, but very constant to tho
memory of sorrow she is altogether
dill'erent from the foolish wife who neg
lected nil n wife's duties while site sat
by the mill stream at Thurston's Crag
reading poetry.
(Tho end.)
A Profusion for Mice. "
Not long ago the children of a well
known reformer had the misfortune to
lose some of their white mice by a
cruel stroke of death. They found,
some consolntion, however, by arrang
ing a funeral, and after the services
were over, the mother of the young
mourners saw a gravestone carefully
erected at the head of the llttlo
mound.
On this monument was scrawled In
childish letters, "To the memory of our
white mice. 'Of such Is the Kingdom
of Heaven." "Oh, I hope not!"
groaned the mother. "It's bad enough
to have them on earth. I never could
see what they wero mude for, any
way." It has been dlfllcult to regard white
mice seriously. One hears of their
performing tricks, but that Is not a
sufficient excuse for their being. Somo
sing sweetly, but they are rare, and
almost any one would prefer a bird.
Rut with modern inventions comes
a profession for mlcp so important
that It commands government pay In
tho English navy. Every submarine
vessel carries a cage of white mice.
At the least leakage of gasoline tho
little creatures feel uncomfortable,
and begin to squeal. Thin Berves as
a warning, which Is quickly heeded.
The mice are regularly enrolled on
the books, as the seamen are, ,and tho
government allows tuem ono shilling a
week for food.
She Wnn u IrUo.
They stood In the deep gray shad
ods of nn autumn twilight.
"Darling," ho whispered, tenderly,
"last night I pressed your hand nml
now 1 press your Hps. Do you appre
ciate it?"
"Indeed I do," replied the beautiful
girl, "nnd after our marriage I ahull
return it."
"In what wny?"
"I will press your coat"
With a wild thrill of Joy ho pressed
her to his bosom.
A Novice.
Ethel Tins ho ever loved before?
Edith I think not, ho seems sur
prised to think It is costing him nay
thing.
When a mini Is long on energy ami
short on tho ability to use It ho Is to
bo pitied.
TWO OPEN LETTERS
IMPORTANT TO MARRIED VVONER-
Mro. Mary Dlmmlck of WnohJngton toll!
How Lydla E. Plnkharn'a Vogetablo
Compound Made Her Well.
It Is with great pleasure wo publish,
the following letters, us they convince
Ingly prove the claim wo have so many
times made in our columns that MrS
Pinlcham, of Lynn, Muss , is fully quail
Red to gi vc he 1 pf u 1 u d vice t o sick womcnJ
Head Mrs. Dimmick's letters.
Her Urst letter :
Dear Mrs, Pinkhnm:
" I have been u sufferer for tho pnst elghO'
j-enrs with a troublo which first originated)
from painful periods tbo pains woreexcrticW
jtmg, wfthintlumniation and ulceration of tho
lOinule organs. The doctor suys I must havo
in operation or I cannot live. 1 do not wnntf
to submit to nn operation If I enn possibly
void it. Plenso help mo." Sirs. Mary
Dlmmlck, Washington, D. C.
Iler .second letter .-
Dear Mrs. Pinkhnm r
" You will remember my condition when V
!nst wrote you, nnd that tho doctor said t
must have nn operation or J could not HveJ
t received your kind Mtcr nnd followed your
idvico very carefully and am now entirely
well. As my case was so forious it seems a
oiirnclo that I am cured. I know that I owe
pot only my health but mv life to Lydla E.j
nnkham's Vegetable Compound and to your
idvico. I can walk miles without an acho or
i pain, and 1 wish every miflVring woman
ivould read this letter and realize what voil
ran do for them." Mrs. MnrvDiinmick. 60th
Mid East Capitol Streets, Washington, D. a
How onsy it was for Mrs. Dimrnick to
tvrite to Mrs. Pinkhnm at Lynn, Mass..
and how little it cost her a two-ccnb
stamp. Yet how valuable was the reply J1
As Mrs. Diimnicksays itojivcdher life.
Mrs. Pinkhnm has on file thousands
of just such letters ns the above, and
oilers ailing women helpful udviee.
Whoever uyn little has littlo to
"WotIIj Tvnovrlnnr
that Allcock'a nro the original snfl
fnly genuine porous plasters; all othJ
n-callcd porous plasters are imitation
It is an equal failing to trust every
jody, and to trust nobody.
Every man thinks his own burden
.s the heaviest.
(vivos niirl husbands u-nnlfl nko onrnn m
pleasure as they go along, and no
iegenerato into mere toilinH.
iMchines. Recreation is necessary
to keep tho heart in place, and to
?ot along without it is n big mistake),
Natural Politeness: Tho secret oi
?ood manners is unselfishness. Thos
tvho live a life of service for theil
fellow men have no troublo about'
their politeness. Women must them
(elves set the example of courtesy t
?ach other if they wish men to trenl
them courtesyly. The spcclouo
arguments, "It is healthful".
'doctor's orders,," and kindred
excuses employed by followers oj
fads to justifj reprehensible habitt
manners are too transparent to havo
any weight With sensible people.
Natural politeness springs from a
kindly heart. The polish that if
acquired from education is but s
veneer, and cannot. vell stand thu
wear and tenr of life. No nmount
of education in courtesy, either nt
homo or in Bchool, will enable tin
average person to bear paticntlv aq
unjust criticism or a disagreeablfl
remark. Only the patience of o
kindly spirit can do that.
THE EDITOR
Exnlnlnn Hovr lo Keep Up Stent
nnd Ihjrlenl VlKor.
A New Jersey editor writes:
"A long Indulgence In improper foo4
brought on a condition of nervous dys
pepsia, nearly three years ago, so se
vere that I had to quit work entirely,
I put uiyBelf on a strict regimen of
Urape-NuU food, with plenty of out
door exercise, and In a few months
found my stomach so far restored that
the process of digestion gave me plea
ure Instead of distress.
"It also built up my strength so tba
I was able to resume my business,
which Is onerous, ns I not only etl5
my own paper but ulso do a groat tleu'
of 'outside' writing.
"I find that the Grape-Nuts diet en
jbles mo to write with greater vlgoi
than ever before, and without tlic fecl
lag of braln-fng with which I used t9
be troubled. As to bodily vigor 1 can
nnd. do wnllr miles every dn' without
fatigue a faw squares used to weary
me before I began to Hv on Grapo
N'uts !" Name given W Co., Uaf
le Creek, Mich. , .. . ,
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