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The Diamond Ship
MAX PEMBERTON
Author of "Doctor Xavier," "The Hundred Days,” ete.
Copyright by D. Appleton & Co.
_____-. ...,
CHAPTER XIII—(Continued.)
He went away as quietly as he had
come, and left me to the instruments.
That which was in my mind I would
share with none. Say that it was an
idea which might win or lose all by a
word and you will come near to its
discovery. My purpose was to send by
'wireless telegraphy such a message to
the Diamond Ship as would lead us to
|the discovery both of her present slt
juatlon and her ultimate destination.
[To do so, I needed a password to the
(confidence of her commander. That
;password I believed that I possessed.
,It had been given to me years gone
when a dead sailor had been washed
ashore upon Palling Beach and one of
the moat famous diamonds in Europe
had been found upon his body. Judge
of my excitement when I sat down to
put this Idea to the proof! There be
fore me was tho instrument, still tick
ing a message I could not decipher. I
[eat down before our own keyboard and
[deliberately rapped out the words.
'■'Captain Three Fingers.” Again and
jaguln I sent the words speeding across
lonely seas. “Captain Three Fingers"
1—that and nothing more. As a spirit
|winging a human thought, it went to
!th« unknown, over the silent waters, a
I tremor of the air, a voice of doom, an
awful, mysterious power of words
pregnant of discovery or wholly im
potent in tho mocking ether.
An hour passed and found me still
alone. There had been no response to
my message, no further agitation of tho
receiver whoso message baffled me.
Faithful to my wish, neither Harry nor
MeShanus had interrupted me. I could
hear, as a distant sound, the murmur
|of gentle seas beating upon our bows.
^Tlie purr of our engines was as that
of a living, sentient entity, awake to the
Intervals of action. My fingers had
grown weary of repeating those idle
words. I sat back in my chair in a
bitterness of spirit foreign to me, and
roflocted upon the fatuity of impulse
and tile mockery of all human deduc
tion. If there were a password to tho
deck of tlie Diamond Ship, 1 lacked
It. My hasty conclusions hud met
their just fate. The men aboard the
distant vessel had taken alarm and
signalled to me no more. What would
It profit them to continue this vain em
ployment? Answer, tho obstinacy
prompted me. Doggedly, persistently,
reason would repeat that I was right.
Tlio words were the only words. I
could imagine no others. In mockery
almost, I changed my key and, to prove
myself right, a hundred times I tapped
out the word “Fordlbras” upon the
ready Instrument. Once, twice, thrice—
thus it wont speeding Into the aerial
wastes, losing Itself under the blue
heavens, a delusion upon a delusion,
tlie mocking jest of a man who has no
resourco but jest. And how are won
der and the sport of chance to bo ex
pressed when I sayr that tho word was
answered. Immediately, clearly, beyond
all question, in a message from tho Di
amond Ship and from those who com
manded her?
A du i ud uuo imiiniiArui ui.y luiuun
trembling with excitement, my ears
Intent as though open to the story of
a miracle. Plain as the talk of a friend
at my side came that memorable an
swer, "How Is old Five A’s doing?”
Leaping to the lad Harry's story, I
answered them In the Romany tongue,
the first perhaps, that any student of
crime should begin to learn. And now
It boenme no longer a question of the
word. Their anxiety maHtorod them.
Thoy were telling me their secrets
across the waste, those secrets I would
have paid half my fortune to learn.
"We Ho at 9 degrees 15 seconds by
33 degrees 15 minutes 15 seconds.
Where are you?"
I flushed back a false reply, two de
grees northward of our true situation.
Quick us the Instrument would trans
mit the words I added this Intelligence:
“Every port watched. Fabos In
Paris; white ensign off St. Michaels;
station safo; wait, coming.”
Their reply was the Impatient ques
tion: "Are you ltoss or Sycamore?”
I took It to mean that there were two
ships for which they waited, and that
the captains thereof were named re
spectively Ross and Sycamore. At a
hazard I chose the first name, and
waited for them to go on. Never In all
this world did the flashing voice of
electricity mean so much to mortal
man.
“We are short of cool Vnd water,”
the tidings went; “hurry, for God's
sake, or we are driven Into Rio!”
To this, my hands, hot with the fever
of discovery, I rejoined;
"Rio known—keep the seas—we reach
you tomorrow.”
And then for a long while there was
sllonce. I Imagined that unknown crew
debating my words ns though they
had been a message of their salvation.
A relief ship was coming to them,
they were saved from the perils of the
shore and that more terrible peril of
thirst. When the machine next ticked
out Us unconscious confession. It was
to bid mo hasten, for God’s sake!
T am Valentine Imroth. What has
kept you ashore?"
“The police and Fabos.”
“Then Fordibras Is a traitor."
"You have his daughter with you."
"Is that known In Europi?"
“It lx suspected.”
“By the mouth of Fabos. He has re
Jcelved my message. Has Sycamore
sailed?”
“He Is two davs behind me.”
"What coal lias he aboard?”
I sat back from the Instrument and
answered not a word. Be it said that
while 1 had already convinced myself
that this mysterious, unknown Di
amond Ship was In realltv a vessel
hauled to, us It were, permanently In
mid-Atlantic, the corollary of attend
ant steamers needed no demonstration.
Regularly from Europe or America, I
Imagined, tenders of considerable size
set out to water, provision, and to coal
the great receiving hulk wherein Im
roth hid his booty and harbored his
outcasts. There would be a great go
ing to and fro of rascals, of course,
relief crews, and a very system of
changing duties. But the great ship
■would never make the shore unless
■driven thereto by ultimate necessity;
and the very fact of those equatorial
latitudes being chosen for her cruis
ing ground, latitudes of profound
calm and void of winds, contributed to
the probability of my surmise. So
much was plain; but the moment the
arch-rogue asked me what coal the
tender carried, then, Instantly, 1 real
ized my peril and quitted the Instru
ment abruptly. Of the tender I knew
nothing. A false word might undo all
that accident had done for me so nobly.
I had wisdom enough to draw back
from It.
"They will set It down either to pru
dence or a bad receiver,” 1 said to my
self as 1 quitted the cabin. In a greater
state of mental agitation than l had
known since I sailed from England. "It
could not be better. Let thf-m flash
what news they will. I have their story
| and tomorrow Europe shall have it,
' too,” I said.
I I.arry was on the quarterdeck when
, I went aft, and Timothy McShanuS
j stood at his side. I was astonished to
hear that it was already 6 o’clock and
to see the sun setting. Together, then,
my best of friends remarked on the
pallor of»my face and asked me what,
In Heaven’s name had kept me so
long in the cabin.
’’Gentlemen,” I said, "the Diamond
ship is some hundred-odd miles from
us us we lie, and Joan Fordibras and
Imroth are aboard her. Captain Larry,
will you give the necessary orders?”
CHAPTER XIV.
I ordered supper at 11 o'clock and
invited both Larry and Benson, our
engineer, to my table. Hardly were
the glasses filled when I began to put
my laconic questions, and wrote upon
the slip of note at my side, the an
swers to them.
"For how many days have you coal,
Mr. Benson?"
"That depends how far and how fast
you steam, sir.”
"Suppose that we are lying drifting
hero in these calms. There is no great
consumption of coal then?”
’’No, sir; but if you wish steam kept
up against a run, that empties your
bunkers.”
"it will depend upon what the other
people can do, Benson. They may be
in the same position as we are. If
our friends at home believe our story,
1 don’t suppose there will be much coal
going for Val Imroth or any of his
company. Of course, he may have
other resources. He would not rely
upon relief ships from Europe alto
gether. The American governments
are not likely to concern themselves
overmuch in the matter. Their news
papers will make as much of the mat
ter as the police will make little. In
credulity wo must expect. If we are
believed anywhere, it will be by the
men who lost hundreds of thousands
of pounds every year In South Africa.
That’s the keynote to this mystery.
Imroth may have a hundred agents
stealing diamonds for him at Kimber
ly. He hides the men nnd the booty on
this great moored ship until the dan
ger lias passed. A hint to those pleas
ant people, the magnates of Park
Lane, will supply money enough for
any purpose. 1 doubt their sense, how
ever. They will leave the protection
of their so-called interests to other
people, as they have always done. We
really need not consider them in the
” ’Tis yourself and the young lady ye
have to think of—no others,” Interrupt
ed Timothy; "phat the dlvll is Park
Lane to you or to mo or to any decent
man? Do we care whether their di
amonds are safe or stolen? Not a tink
er's curse, me hlioy. If ye hunt Imroth
down, ’tis for your vanity's sake, and
not for the good of humanity at all.
Faith, I'd be a fool to tell ye 'tis not
so! Ye want the glory of this, and ye
want the girl on top of the glory. Let’s
be plain with each other, and we'll get
on the faster."
"Timothy," I said, ‘‘you are a philos
opher. We won’t quarrel about it. The
glory of It Is nothing to you, and if It
were in your power you'd return to
Kurope by the lirst steamer willing to
carry you there. l,et us agree to that.”
"Be hanged to it! I agree to noth
ing of the sort.”
"Ah. then, here Is Madame Vanity
sheltered also in another human bos
om! Say no more. If I am serious, it
Is to tell you that vanity has been less
to me In all this time than the safety
of Joan Fordibras and her freedom.
Of that I account myself the guardian.
She Is on board the Diamond Ship—
reflect among what a company of vil
lains, thieves, and assassins! Captain
Timothy, I have not the courage to tell
myself what may befall her. Perhaps
It would be better if she did not live
to speak of it. You know what it may
bo. You must try to help me where
my judgment falls.”
“To the last man on the ship,” said
Captain Larrv very solemnly.
"We should sight the ship after
eight bells,” said I, diverting the sub
ject abruptly, “and then our task be
gins. I am hoping to outwit them, and
to force a surrender by sheer bluff.
Very possibly It will fall. We may
even lose the yacht in the venture. I
can promise nothing save this—that
while I live I will hunt Imroth, afloat
or ashore. Let us drink to that, gentle
men, a bumper. It may be the last oc
casion we shall find for some days to
come.”
We filled our glasses and drank the
toast. When the second officer in
formed me exactly at eight bells that
the telegraph was working again and
very clearly, I heard him almost with
indifference. For the moment it might
be dangerous to send any message
across the waste of waters. There could
he no further talk exchanged between
Imroth and myself until I had defi
nitely declared myself.
"They would shift their position,
captain. We must hold them to it
and track them down. You say that
we should sight them at two bells in
the middle watch. I’ll step down and
hear what they have to say, but un
less it is vital, I shall not answer
them.”
I found the instrument tapping
sharply, as the second officer had said.
The words spelled out "Colin Boss."
the name of the officer upon one of
their relief ships, as they had already
Informed me. Repeated again and again
it gave me in the end an idea I was
quick to act upon. They must think
the relief steamer broken down, I said.
Such should be the first card I had to
play.
"Fordibras.” I signalled—and—again
—"Fordibras,” and then upon it the
simple words—"Propeller shaft broken
—all hands at work—repaired tomorrow
—cable eight bells."
I say that 1 repeated the message,
as one almost invariably is called upon
to do when the Instrument is wireless
and no receivers have been tuned to
a scheme. A little to my astonishment
there was no reply whatever. As 1 had
ceased to speak to the Diamond Ship
yesterday, so she had ceased to speak
to me tonight. A renewal of the call
earned no better reward. I fell to the
conclusion the nows had been of suffi
cient Import to send the immediate re
ceiver headlong to the vessel's captain,
and that he would return me an answer
anon. So half an hour passed and
found me still waiting. It must have
been nearly 1 o'clock by this time. I
recollect that it was at 17 minutes past
one precisely that our forward lookout
discerned the lights of the Diamond
Ship upon a far horizon and that
Captain Larry burst in upon me with
tills splendid news. Now, surely, had
I no further need of messages. You
may judge how I followed him to the
deck to feed my eyes upon the spec
tacle.
“Have you just seen her, Larry?”
"This verv instant, doctor.”
I went up upon the bridge with him
for a better view. Many miles away, as
I Judged, upon our port bow, a light
flashed out brilliantly above a sleeping
ocean.
Plainly directed by a skillful hand, I
said that a trained officer worked the
lantern as they worked It on board a
man-of-war; but as though to deny
that the unknown ship was a man-of
war, the monster searchlight bega^i
anon to answer as though to a danc
ing. drunken measure of some hand
that wearied of duty and made a Jest
of It.
"We are carrying no lights our
selves, i^irry?'' I exclaimed, ^ind add
ed, apologetically, “That goes fvithout
saying.”
“Do you think we dare run up to
her, Larry?”
“There would be little risk when they
got tired of their fireworks, doctor.”
"Well do It, Larry. Don’t forget
Joan Fordibras Is aboard there.
He nodded significantly, and rang
down his orders to the engine room. I
perceived that McRhanus had come up
from the saloon; he did not speak to
me, as he told me afterwards, under
the ridiculous apprehension which
comes to men In danger that any I
speech above a whisper is a peril. The
clash of our engines remained tlje only
sound. I turned to Timothy and as
tonished him by my greeting.
“A steady hand now—Is It that,
Timothy?’’ I
“Take a grip of It yourself, mo
bhoy?’’
it certainly Is not the cold hand of
the poets. Would It help with the ma
chine guns If need be, Timothy. j
“Whist, could It not! Are ye not
speaking over loud, doctor, me bhoy?”
“Oh, come, you think they can hear
us five miles away, Timothy? Shout,
if you like, old boy. I hope to God
there will be silence enough by and
by. We are going to have a look at
them, Timothy. 'Tis to learn the color
of their coats, ns you would say.”
“Ye are not going within shot of]
their guns?”
"Timothy," I said, speaking now m
that low tone he had desired. “I ami
going to learn how it fares with Joan1
Fordibras.” 1
“Ah, bad cess to it, when a woman)
holds the lantern, there goes Jack the1
Giant-killer. ’Twill help her to be'
sunk, Fan.” j
"I do not think they will sink us,,
Timothy.”
"God be good to me, I’m no better)
than a coward this night. What was,
it I said?” j
"That you were quite of my opinion,
Timothy.” |
We laughed together, and then fell)
to silence.
So we crept on, mile by mile. Every
eye aboard the White Wings watched1
that resting searchlight ns though it!
had been endowed with telepathic pow-|
ers, and would of itself warn the)
rogue’s crew. I don’t think we believed
for an instant In the good fortune
which followed us. It seemed incredible!
that they should not keep a better]
lookout, and yet the fact so stands.]
The resting beam of light in the sky!
was our goal. We drew upon it mo-j
ment by moment ns to some gate oft
destiny which should tell a story fruit
ful beyond any we had heard. And)
still the LMamond Ship did not awake, i
Suddenly, vast, monstrous, blazing, I
the fearful eye of light of the Diamond
Ship's searchlight focused upon us for
a terrible instant, and then swept the
whole circle of the seas with its blind
ing beams. Twice, thrice, it went!
thus—hearts standing still almost as it)
approached us, leaping again as it,
passed onward. Then, as surprisingly,]
it remained fixed upon the faj-ther Side
of the Diamond Ship; and in the same
Instant, far away to the northwest, a I
crimson rocket cleaved the black;
darkness of the night, and a shower of I
gold-red halls burst hoveringly above
the desert waters.
“What do you make of that. Larry?"
“Not a signal from any common ship,
sir. We don’t use that kind of rocket.’’
“ ’Tis the fourth of July, bedad, or
the Crystal Palace that’s flying!" cried
Timothy.
“Larry,” said I, “that’s on of their
patrols. I rather fancy a man of thei
name of Colin Ross is aboard her. If
bo. Imroth is to receive some shocks.’’
“I wish to heaven they came by way
Of a seaman's arm, sir.- Yes, it’s as you!
say. Yon is a steamer, and here goes]
the answering rocket.”
He pointed to the sky above the Dia-l
inond rfhip, ablaze with a spray of I
vivid green radiance, the answering1
signal to the distant ship. The nature
of our own escape now became quite]
clear to me. The lookouts over yonder]
hud espied the lights of the relief!
steamer, and had used the searchlight'
to signal her. The great arcs, the
cineling beams, were hut those pre
liminary movements with which every
operator tries the lantern he is about
to use. No eye had followed their
aureole, I made sure. We had escaped
observation, simply because every man
aboard yonder vessel had been looking
at the incoming steamer, bearing from
Europe news which might be of such
moment.
“Larry," I said. Jumping nt the idea
of it, “it’s now or never. Let her go
while they are at the parley. I’ll stake
my life on it there is no lookout to
starboard. Let's have a look at them
when they least expect us."
“Do you mean to say, sir, that you’ll
risk it?”
“There is no risk. Larry—if you don’t
delay."
“I do believe you are right, sir. Here's
for It anyway, and luck go with us!”
(Continued Next Week !
RAM'S HORN BROWN’S WRINKLES
There is strong circumstantial evi
dence that Lot’s wife was to blame
for most of his troubles.
There are still plenty of green pas
tures for the Lord's sheep.
Many a bad case of backsliding had
its beginning in a horse trade.
The bread that is honestly earned is
the sweetest.
We admire the rocket, but how soon
we forget it.
The young man should make up his1
mind early as to whether he wants’
to be a house plant or a tree.
The sword is the great grandmother!
of the pruning hook.
The man who is envious of evil
doers will soon be carrying a ban
ner in their parade.
Don’t go with a crowd just because
it is a crowd. t
A happy heart is always young.
When some folks "cn the bible the
last thing they want to find is the
truth.
You can depend upon it that the devil
hates the man who loves his enemies.
There i? always poison in the wound
that is inflicted by a friend.
It v.ou.id be easier to see good in]
others it we didn’t have so many faults
of our own. I
Love Is the only thing that never)
fails. __
Christ and the Winds.
From Bethlehem to Calvary,
By night and day, by land and sea.
His closest followers were we.
We soothed Him on His mother's breast;
We shared with John the place of rest; I
With Magdalen His feet we pressed.
We saw His twilight agony;
To us He breathed His latest sigh;
With us He sought again the sky.
And now of all to whom His tone,
His face and gestures once were known,
We, wanderers, remain alone.
—John Bannister Tabfc
THE WRONG MAN.
"Look here, old fellow, where la that
*10 you borrowed from me last month?”
"What *10?"
“Why, didn’t you come to me and
ray you must have *10? Didn’t you say
you were so worried you weren’t your
self that night?”
“Oh! well. If I wasn’t myself, why in
the deuce should 1 be expected to
pay It?”
MISSISSIPPI A BEAR EDEN.
But the Information on the Subject
Comes From New York.
From the New York Sun.
"Talk about bear hunting,” said a
man whose manner might Indicate that
In his opinion no bear hunting that was
really such had been talked about yet,
•'if you want bear hunting to talk about
go down and hunt Mississippi bears
once. Then you’ll get it.
"Mississippi bears aro not only num
erous, but they aro big, fat, wary,
'.otigh and full of fight. It is the acorns,
hickory nuts and the pecans of the
Mississippi forests that make these for
ests a paradise for bears and fit them
for superiority in the chase and in • li
ble qualities. The bear loves tiie sv et
rich, nutritious meats of these nuts and
mast. He waxes fat on them, and they
make his flesh sweet and juicy, tender
find deliciously flavored. Also, they
brace him up and put vim in him.
"The bears of the Mississippi forests
and canebreaks grow to an Immense
size, five hundred pounds being a com
mon weight for one in the late fall.
They do not libernate, and are always
feady if nbt eager for a fight.”
The Speed of Game Birds, g
From Outing Magazine.
The velocities here given are taken
in feet per second rather than miles
per hour, which is less readily com
prehended or applied by the gunner.
TABLE OF FLIGHTS.
Bird. Feet per second. Average.
Quail . 65 to 85. 75
Prairie chicken 65 to 85. 75
Ruffed groyse. 60 to 90. 75
Dove . 70 to 100. 85
Jack snipe. 50 to 70. 65
Curlew . 45 to 65. 65
Plovers . 50 to *80.
Crow . 35 to 65.. 45
Mallard . 55 to 90. 75
Black duck ... 65 to 90. 75
Spoonbill . 55 to 85. 70
Pintail . 60 to 100. SO
Wood duck.... 70 to 90. 80
Pigeon . 80 to 100. 90
Gad well . 80 to 100. 90
Red head .HO to 130. 120
Bluewing teal 120 to 140. 130
Greenwing “ 100 to 130. 115
Canvasback ...130tolG0. 145
Canada geese. 100 to 120. 110
^rant, different varieties, average
speed . 100
•According to variety.
Some species of hawks have a speed
uf 200 feet a second.
There may be much greater varia
tion in the flight of some of these birds
than could be given In any table. An
fid mallard might plug lazily along,
looking for a place to alight and not
travel above 30 feet a second; on the
jther hand, he has a tremendous
sprint when frightened. It might be
said that given a good scare any of
these ducks can reach maximum speed
it will, and this sprinting flight Is us
ually what the gunner has to make al
’owance for.
Give a b’uewing teal a 40-mi!e
breeze behind him. have the little ras
cal dropping down with It, and he
romes on so fast as to be simply un
stable—some writers have claimed a
speed for him of 150 miles an hour or
!20 feet a second. The canvasback.
redhead1 and bluebill have a wav of
Irlving before a gale, too. that will be
.’ound fast enough In all conscience.
Much of the fascination of wing shoot
ing comes from the fact that shots
will always be afforded quite bepond
skill of mortal man.
Good Clothes and Good Morals.
From <C. E. B. Russell’s ‘‘Young Gaol
Birds."
It Is doubtful whether any one to
whom soap and water and more or
ess tidy clothes are a matter of course
tan rightly estimate the extent to
which this question of clothes and
tleanliness bears upon the criminality
■>f youths. Dirty, ragged garments,
?reasy caps and neck scarfs worn day
ifter day without the possibility of a
change are, I believe, responsible for
much. Certain it is that the lad who
s content with but one set of rai
ment Invariably belongs to a very low
stratum of society, and the absence of
i desire for a Sunday suit and the
unabashed wearing of the week-day
suit on the Sunday is very frequently
'ndeed the mark of one largely im
pervious to outside influences.
Where the Treasures Are.
From Life.
Burglar—Better tell me where the valu
ables are.
Householder—Well, old man, here’s the
:ombination of the refrigerator.
# More Homelike.
From Puck.
Hospital Physician—Which ward do you
wish to be taken to? A pay ward or a
Maloney—Iny of thim, Doc, thot’s safely
jflmocratic.
On the Firing Line.
For glory? For good? For fortune or
fame ?
Why, ho for the front where the battle
is on!
Leave the rear to the dolt, the lazy, the
lame.
Go forward as ever the valiant have
gone;
Whether city or field, whether mountain
or mine,
CJo forward, right on to the firing line.
Whether newsboy, or plowboy, or cowboy,
or clerk.
Fight forward, be ready, be steady, be
first;
Be fairest, be bravest, be best at your
work;
Exult and be glad; dare to hunger, to
thirst.
As Davlil, as Alfred—let dogs skulk and
whine— _ .
There is room but fo. men on the firing
line.
Aye the place to fight and the place to
’ fall—
As fall we must all in God's good time—
It Is where the manliest man Is the wall,
Where boys are as men In their pride
and prime.
Where glory gleams brightest, where
brightest eyes shine,
I'ar out on the roaring rad firing line.
—Joaquin Miller.
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A note m
wisely directed, will cause her to
give to her little ones only the most
wholesome and beneficial remedies
and only when actually needed, and
the well-informed mother uses only
the pleasant and gentle laxative rem
edy—Syrup of Figs and Elixir of
Senna—when a laxative is required,
as it is wholly free from all objec
tionable substances. To get its ben
eficial effects always buy the genu
ine, manufactured by the California
Fig Syrup Co. ^
THE USUAL RESULT.
y \
So Stockbug has been on the
street, has he? What is he speculat
ing on?”
“Just at present, I believe, be is
speculating on how much longer ha
will be on the street.”
ECZEMA GONE, BOILS CURED'
“My son was about three weeks old1
when I noticed a breaking-out on his'
cheeks, from which a watery sub
stance oozed. A short time after, his
arms, shoulders and breast broke out
also, and in a few days became a solid
scab. I became alarmed, and called'
our family physician, who at once pro
nounced the disease eczema. The lit
tle fellow was under his treatment
for about three months. By the end
of that time, he seemed no better. I’
became discouraged, and as I had
read the advertisements of Cuticura
Remedies and testimonials of a great
many people who had used them with
wonderful success, I dropped the doc
tor’s treatment, and commenced the
use of Cuticura Soap and Ointment,
and in a few days noticed a marked
change. The eruption on his cheeks
was almost healed, and his shoulders,
arms and breast were decidedly bet
ter. When he was about seven
months old all trace of the eczema
was gone.
“During his teething period, his
head and face were broken out in
boils which I cured with Cuticura
Soap and Ointment. Surely he must
have been a great sufferer. During the
time of teething and from the time I
dropped the doctor’s treatment, I used
the Cuticura Soap and Cuticura Ointr
ment, nothing else, and when two
years old he was the picture of health.
His complexion was soft and beauti
ful, and his head a mass of silky curls. J
I had bacn afraid that he would never *
be well, and I feel that I owe a great
deal to the Cuticura Remedies.”
(Signed) Mrs. Mary W. Ramsey, 224'
E. Jackson St., Colorado Springs,
Colo., Sept. 24, 1910.
To Arrange Flowers.
Here are five golden rules which
should be observed by those who often
arrange flowers. Use plenty of foliage.
Put your flowers In very lightly. Use
artistic glasses. Do not put more than
two or, at the most, three different
kinds of flowers In one decoration.
Arrange your colors to form a bold;
contrast or, better still, a soft har
mony. The aim of tho decorator should
be to show off the flowers—not the
vases that contain them; therefore the
simpler ones are far preferable to
even the most elaborate. Glasses for
a dinner table should be either white,
a delicate shade of green, or rose col
or. according to the flowers arranged
in them.
The Walkers.
James M. Beck, the famous corpora
tion lawyer of New York, is a native,
of Philadelphia, and to Philadelphia
he often returns to see his old
friends.
Mr. Beck, at a recent banquet in
Philadelphia, defended corporations
with an epigram.
‘‘The trust buster and the Socialist
may do what they please,” he said,
"but mankind will still be divided into
two great classes—those who walk to
get an appetite for their dinner, and
those who walk to get a dinner for
their appetite.”
Important to Mothers
Kxamine carefully every bottle of
CASTORIA, a safe and sure remedy for
infants and children, and see that it
Bears the
Signature of
In Use For Over 30 Years.
The Kind You Have Always Bought.
Praise is encouraging; it brings out
the best that is in a man and inspires
him to do his duty cheerfully and
faithfully.—Henry Lee