WEAK, ILL AND MISERABLE.
How many people suffer from back
ache, headache and dizziness with
out realizing the cause? These symp
toms of kidney trouble are too serious
to neglect.
-James C. Hardin,
Weatherford, Texas,
says: "My feet and
limbs became numb
and I had terrible
pains through the
small of my back.
Kidney secretions
caused untold annoy
ance by their fre
quency in passage and I began to
think there was no hope for me.
Doan's Kidney Pills cured me and I
have not had the slightest trouble
since.”
"When Your Back is Lame, Remem
ber the Name—DOAN’S.”
For sale by druggists and general
storekeepers everywhere. Price 60c.
Foster-Mllburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y.
About the Size of It.
“Why It Is?” queried the youth, “that
so many people fail to mind Iheirown
business?"
“There may be one or two reasons,
or both," answered the home-grown
philosopher. “They may have no mind
or no business.”—Philadelphia Press.
Usual Thing.
"Been taxing your eyes lately'/"
asked the oculist.
■'Yes,” replied the patient; “I looked
all through a newspaper of 144 pages
which came through the mall to me
bearing the words ‘marked copy.' ”
“No wonder your eyes smart!”
“Oh, but that isn't the worst of it.
I didn't find anything marked.”—Buf
falo Express.
The Simple Life.
Ann Maria Wllhelmlna Pickering,
in her “MemoirB,” edited by her son,
tells a Yorkshire Incident which con
tains a great deal of human nature.
Variety spices life; the plain is monot
onous, until Its extent e-ntitles it to
the name of prairie or desert, and it
gains interest through vastness.
There was an old couple in the vil
lage whom 1 used often to go to see.
One day, when I found them sitting,
one on eueh side of the lire, the old
man said to me:
“Well, t’ misses and me, we’ve been
married night on 00 years, and we’ve
never had one quarrel.”
The old woman looked at me, with
a twinkle In her eye, and said:
"It war verie conscientious, but
varie dool.”—Youth’s Companion.
—
HIGHLY AMUSED.
I t-gj'
Hlraiu Greene—What did your sis
ter say when you told her I was going
to make a speech In the town hall
tonight?
Wiille—She didn’t say nothin’: she
Just laughed until she had hysterica.
jj SOUND SLEEP
f Can Easily Be Secured.
•‘Up to 2 years ago,” a woman writes,
"I was In the habit of using both tea
and coffee regularly.
“I found that my health was begin
ning to fall, strange nervous attacks
would come suddenly upon me, making
me tremble so excessively that I could
not do my work while they lasted; my
sleep left me and I passed long nights
in restless discomfort. I was filled
with a nervous dread as to the future.
“A friend suggested that possibly
tea and coffee were to blame, and I
decided to give them up, and in cast
ing about for a hot table beverage,
which I felt was an absolute necessity,
I was led by good fortune to try Post
um.
‘‘For more than a year I have used
It three times a day and expect, so
much good has it done me, to con
tinue its use during the rest of my
life.
“Soon after beginning the use of
Postum, I found, to my surprise, that,
instead of tossing on a sleepless bed
through the long, dreary night, I
dropped into a sound, dreamless sleep
the moment my head touched the pil
low.
"Then I suddenly realized that all
my nervousness had left me, and my
appetite, which had fallen oft before,
had all at once been restored so that
1 ate my food with a keen relish.
"All the nervous dread has gone. I
walk a mile and a half each way to
my work every day and enjoy it. I
find an interest in everything that
goes on about me that makes life a
pleasure. All this I owe to leaving off
tea and coffee and the use of Postum,
for I have taken no medicine.” Name
given by Postum Co., Battle Creek,
Mich.
“There’s a reason,” and It is ex
plained in the little book, “The Road
to Wellville,” in pkgs.
Rwr reml the above letter? A new
or*' appears from time to time. They
er«* urenulne, true, and full of human
Interest.
THAT AFFAIR AT
17 T T7 A 'DIT'-pU By Burton £. Stevenson,
I’j I J I / J j \ IJ |y I I I Author of "The Marathon, Myetery." "The
Holladay Case," Etc.
New fork—Henry Holt & Co.—1907.
CHAPTER XVIII—(Continued.)
"No,” she answered, her eyes glanc
ing from right to left. "I very seldom
come down here. Harriet always at
tended to the household affairs. But I
See nothing wrong.”
"Come this way,” and he passed
around the angle of the wall Into the
■recess.
“Some one has been digging," she
said, as her eyes fell upon the heap of
dirt.
"Yes; what was this recess for, Miss
Klngdon?"
"We had Intended placing a furnace
here,” she said, "hut after the house
was finished, we decided that a furnace
wasn't needed. Who has been digging
here? You?" and her eyes again ex
amined our earth-stained clothes.
“It was your sister dug the hole, and
then filled It again, as you see."
"My sister?”
“Yes—she worked at It last night,
and again tonight, when she thought
herself secure from Interruption."
"But why?” she asked. In bewilder
ment.
"Because she had something to con
ceal. This hole Is a grave, Miss King
Won. See there.”
. He flashed a ray from his electric
■torch full upon the leering face staring
tip at us.
Lucy Klngdon gazed down at It for
a moment with distended eyes. Then,
with a deep sigh, she sank backward
to the floor.
CHAPTER XIX.
UNDER SUSPICION.
Wo carried her up the stair and
placed her on a couch In the room
Where her sister lay.
"She's only fainted,” Godfrey said.
"Put some water on her face and chafe
her hands. She'll soon come around. I
gust be off, or I’ll miss my scoop, after
"All right,” I agreed. "I’ll wait here.
You’d better notify the police.”
“I will. But I'll get my shoes first.,”
and he hurried out Into the yard, while
t got some cold water from the tap in
the kitchen. “Here are yours, too," he
said, coming back with both pairs.
"You’d better put them on."
Ha had his own laced In a moment.
"I’ll send the first officer I see,” he
promised, "and get back as soon as I
can. But don’t wait for me. Get to
bed as soon as you can."
, I heard his steps die away down the
street, and turned back Into the room
jwhere the two women lay. I was near
ly dead for lack of sleep, and found
jmyself nodding more than once, as I
.teat there by the couch bathing Lucy
Klngdon’s face. How Godfrey kept It
up I could not understand, but sleep
never seemed to have a place In any
'of his plans.
But as moment after moment passed
nnd Lucy Klngdon showed no sign of
returning consciousness, growing
alarm awakened me thoroughly. I
.soused her head and face ami chafed
her wrists, but with no perceptible ef
fect. I could feel no pulse, could de
tect no respiration; perhaps this was
something more serious than a mere
fainting spell. I should have told God
ifrey to summon a physician.
1 was relieved at last to hear a
step turn In at the gate and a mo
ment later a patrolman appeared at
tho door—a rotund and somnolent Ger
man, whose somnolency gave place
to snorts of mingled terror and aston
ishment when he saw tho two bodies.
"Mein Gotti" he ejaculated. "Two of
t'em!"
"No; only one as yet," I corrected.
"But there may be two If something
Isn't done to save this one pretty
quick,” and I bent again over Lucy
Klngdon and chafed her hands.
"Hass she fainted?” he asked.
"That or just naturally dropped
dead," I said. “She’s been like this
for 15 or 20 minutes."
He came to the bed, stooped down
and pressed back one of her eyelids.
"She ain't dead,” he said. "She’s
chust fainted. I know a trick," and
before I could Interfere, he gave her
ear a cruel tweak.
"Why, you scoundrel!” I began, but
a sigh from the couch Interrupted me.
I turned to see Lucy Kingdoms dark
eyes staring up at me.
"You see,” he said triumphantly, "I
nefer knowed It to fall.”
She stirred slightly, drew one hand
across her eyes, then, with a long
sigh, turned over on her side.
“Come on out here,” I said In a
low tone, “and don't disturb her.
Sleep's the best thing for her now,
If she can get It. Besides, I’ve some
thing to show you,” and picking up
the lamp, I led the way to the kitchen
and closed tho door.
"Soinet'lng else to show mo?" he re
peated, staring about at the -walls.
"Yes; come along," and I started
down the cellar stairs.
He followed me, breathing heavily.
As I glanced over my shoulder I was
amused to see that he had drawn his
revolver.
“This way," I said, and stepped Into
the recess. “See there.”
He turned livid as he gazed down
into the grave, and his hands and
face grew clammy.
"Mein Gotti" he breathed. “Mein
Gott!" and ho returned his revolver
to his pocket, took off his helmet and
wiped his forehead with a shaking
hand.
He said nothing more until we were
hack again In the kitchen. Then he
looked at me with glassy eyes.
“But who's t’e murderer?” he de
manded. “Where’s t'e guilty party?”
"I don’t know,” I answered. “That's
for you to find out. As for me, I'm
going to bed.”
“Walt a minute.” he said, detaining
me. as I started for tho door. "Who
was t’at feller who told me to come
here?”
"He was a reporter named Godfrey.
He had nothing to do with It.”
“But somebody must be arrested for
t'ls,” and he looked at me In a way
that was most suggestive.
"Well, you’re not going to arrest
me," I retorted.
"What's t'at on your hand?” he
asked, and caught my wrist and held
It to the light.
"It's blood,” I said, “but It's my
own," and then I was again suddenly
conscious of my strange appearance,
nnd realized how unaccountable my
presence In this house must seem. “Oh,
well," I said, "there's no use to waste
time arguing about It. I suppose you’re
tight In holding, mo. Go tell your
chief. I’ll explain things to him.”
“I can't leave you here," he protest
ed. "T’e patrol box Is at t'e corner.”
"All right; I'll go with you," 1
agreed. “I don't want to escape," nnd
I accompanied him to the box, and
waited while he called up headquarters
and sent In a brief but highly colored
Version of the tragedy.
Then we walked back to the house
together. As we approached It, I was
startled to see a shadow flit across
ihe kitchen blind.
“Sl)e musr.'t go down there again,”
I said, and flung open the door.
| Lucy Klngdon was standing with her
hand on the knob of the door which
led to the cellar. She started around
at my entrance, and stared at me, but
I saw no light'of recognition in her
eyes.
"Don't go down there," I said gent
ly. "You'd better lie down again.”
She permitted me to lead her back
to the couch without protest or re
sistance.
"Try to rest.” I said. "There's noth
ing you can do. You must be strong
for tomorrow,"
She lay down as obediently as a
child and closed her eyes. Her
lips moved for a moment; but at last
I was relieved to note by her regular
breathing that she had apparently fall
en asleep.
I returned to the dining room and
closed the door between, so that the
light and noise might not disturb her.
“Here t’ey are!" cried the patrolman,
who had stationed himself at the outer
door, and I heard a wagon rattle up in
front of the house.
Then half a dozen policemen came
pouring Into the yard, headed by a
man with grey hair and heavy black
moustache, whom I saw to be the chief.
He stopped, for a moment to listen to
the story the patrolman had to tell,
then he turned sharply to me.
"Of course you’ll have to explain
your presence here,” lie began.
"My name's Lester; if you deubt it,
here’s my card,” I said, cutting him
Short. "Mr. Godfrey and I suspected
something was wrong here. We looked
into it and found much more than we
bargained for.”^ . , ,„
"Who’s Mr. Godfrey?" .
"The man who sent your patrolman
here/’
“How did you get so dirty?”
"Uncovering the dead man in the
cellar.”
"And your hand seems to be
wounded.”
"Yes; Harriet Kingdon shot me be
fore she hanged herself."
"She discovered you In the cellar?”
"Yes."
He looked at me a moment longer
without speaking.
“It’s hardly probable," I added, "that
if my friend and I had been guilty of
any crime, he'd have stopped to warn
the police, and IT have waited here for
you to come and take me."
"That's true," he assented: "but I
don’t quite see what your business was
here.”
"My friend's a reporter on the New
York Record,” I explained.
"Oh, a reporter!” he repeated, In
stantly drawing the inference which I
hoped he would. "That explains it.
But, of course, Mr. Lester, you, as a
lawye'r, know that you had no right to
enter a house In that way. It was
your duty to inform the police.”
“There are emergencies,” I pro
tested, “in which one must take affairs
into one’s own hands."
"1 admit that; but whether this was
one of them—”
“Doesn't it look as if it was’" I
asked.
"Well, that’s not for me" to decide
I understand you’re staying at the
Sheridan?"
"Yes—at least, I was staying there
yesterday. I gave up my room, not
knowing that I’d need it again. I'm
about dead for sleep.”
lie pondered for a moment, looking
at my card.
How do I know this is really your
name?” ho asked.
"You don’t, know it," I retorted
growing suddenly Impatient. “But I’ll'
have a dozen people down from New
York to identify me, if yon doubt it.
Meamvhlio, let me go to bed.”
‘All right,” he said, pocketing the
card with sudden decision. "But it
will have to be under guard. I don’t
want to place you under arrest, but at
the same time I can’t run the risk of
letting you get away. You’ve ro ob
jection to the company of an oftl'er’”
“None whatever, if he'll only yet me
sleep.”
"All right. But you’d better have
that hand dressed before you turn In.
We brought a doctor along on the off
chance of needing him. Suppose you
let him look at it."
“Thank you,” I assented, and the doc
tor was summoned.
"It’s not in the least serious,” he as
sured me, after a moment’s examina
tion, and the wound was soon washed
and bandaged.
"That feels better,” I said, as he
pressed the last strip of plaster into
place. "Now I’m ready for bed."
"Sherman,” said the chief to one of
his men "go with this gentleman.
Don t let him out of your sight till you
hear from me. Let him go to bed if
he wants to, and don’t disturb him- but
if he tries to escape, stop him if' you
have to shoot him."
I did my best to repress a smile, and
succeeded in turning it into a yawn
After all. there was no need to offend
these fellows unnecessarily, and the
chief was undoubtedly right in think
ing me not entirely clear of suspicion
So Sherman and I went down the street
together. In the grey light of the dawn
—tne second consecutive one that I
had witnessed—and we rather aston
ished the night clerk at the Sheridan
by mounting together to the room
which was assigned to me. My guard
ian sat down against the door after
assuring himself that escape by the
window was Impossible. As for me I
tumbled Into bed as quickly as I could
and fell asleep as soon as my head
touched the pillow.
I was awakened by some one roughly
shaking me. I protested, fought
against It, but in vain. At Inst I
opened my eyes, and saw that my
persecutor was Godfrey.
“Come, Lester," he said, ‘'you’ve
been sleeping 10 hours. It’s time you
were turning out.
I sat up in bed and hubbed my eyes.
Then suddenly I remembered.
Where’s my jailer?" I asked, looking
at the empty chair by the door.
"Oh, I cleared all that up. I didn’t
realize at first how suspicious our ac
tions might seem, and how hard it
would be to explain them.”
"It was lucky I didn’t have to spend
the night in Jail," I laughed. “Are
those my trousers?”
"Yes; I had them cleaned—and they
needed it. I had a hard time getting
my special oft—the operator took me
for a tramp—and no wonder.”
"Were you in time?"
“Oh, yes; and a lovely scoop it was.
The town’s full of special men, now,
trying to work up the story."
"And how are they succeeding?”
"They’re winding themselves up in
the wors‘ tangle you ever saw—”
"But you—"
"I’m tangled, too. That’s one reason
I woke you, Lester. I want to talk to
l you.”
“But surely,” I said, "Lucy Kingdon
con tell—"
"Lucy Kingdon Is delirious, threat
ened with brain fever. The whole af
fair is a deeper mystery than ever."
CHAPTER XX.
AN APPEAL FOR ADVICE.
A cold plunge wiped away the last
vestiges of sleepinesr, and 10 minutes
i I
later, T Joined Godfrey In the dining
room, where he had ordered lunch for
both of us, and where we could talk
undisturbed, since we were Its only
occupants.
"I’ve been up only a few minutes
myself,” he began as I sat down. '’But
I didn’t get to bed till nearly noon.
There was too much to do, this morn
ing."
"Tell me about it,” I said. "I’m anx
ious to hear the developments.”
’’There aren’t any."
"But you’ve cleared up the mystery
of the murder?”
"Cleared it up! My dear Lester, we
haven't been able to take the first
step toward clearing it up! We know
the unknown was shot, but as to who
shot him, and why, we’ve utterly at
sea.”
"Once establish his identiy—”
“That’s just what we can’t do. But
perhaps I’d better tell you the whole
story.”
"Yes, do,” I said. "That’s what I
want to hear.”
"Well,” he began, “after I left you,
I hurried downtown toward the tele
graph office, and it wasn't until I’d
gone quite a way that I met a patrol
man. I stopped Just long enough to
tell him that he was needed at the
Klngdon place, for my time was get
ting short, and I couldn’t afford to
waste a minute. It wasn't until after
wards that I thought of the equivocal
position you'd be in when the police
arrived.”
"I was certainly under suspicion,” I
laughed, "but there was no harm
done.”
“After I got off my message, I
stopped here at the hotel, and cleaned
up, for I was really a sight. I learned
from the clerk that you’d already ar
rived in the custody of a policeman. I
peeped in at you, and found you
sleeping like a log, not disturbed in
the least by the presence of the sen
tinel.”
“The result of a clear conscience,”
I pointed out.
^So 1 told the cop, after he’d re
lated your adventure with the chief
Then I hurried back to the Kingdon
place, and found that the coroner had
Just arrived. He's an ambitious young
fellow, named Haynes, and is cleverer
than the run of coroners. I introduced
myself, told him what I knew of the
case and of your connection with it,
and persuaded him to recall the officer
who was guarding you.”
"The only thing that bothered me,” I
said, “was to explain our presence in
the house. How did you do it?”
Godfrey laughed.
"Oh. easily enough. We yellow jour
nalists, you know, bear the reputation
of pausing at nothing. We’re also
credited with a sort of second sight
when it comes to nosing out news. I
encouraged Haynes to believe that I
possessed both these characteristics. I
dwelt upon the suspicious circumstance
of the light in the cellar, ajid led him
to think that we saw from the outside
considerably more than we really did.
see. I didn’t tell him the whole truth,
because I didn’t want him to connect
this affair in any way with Miss Law
rence’s disappearance. I want to work
that out for myself—it’s my private
property.”
I nodded; neither did I desire that
Miss Lawrence's name should be con
nected with this tragedy—not, at least,
until there was some positive evidence
against her. And I hoped against
hope, knowing Godfrey’s persistence
and cleverness, that no such evidence
would be found.
“After I’d convinced the coroner of
our disinterested motives,” continued
Godfrey, “we went down to the cellafr
together, and, with the help of a couple
of policemen, dug up the body. Ono
of the policemen happened .to be Clem
ley, who'd been stationed nit the Law
rence place, and he identified the man
at once as the one who had staked him
the way to the Kingdon hoase. We
got him out—and a good load he was—
stripped back his clothes, and found
that he'd been shot in the breast. The
wound was a very small one, and there
: had been little external bleeding. There
were no burns upon the clothing, so
the shot was fired from a distance of
i at least five feet. The police surgeon
ran in his probe, and found that the
bullet had passed directly through the
heart, so that death was Instantaneous.
From the expression of the face, I
should say that the victim had no sus
picion of his danger—you remember
that leer of self-satisfaction. The
course of the bullet was downward,
which woyld seem to indicate that he
was sitting in a chair at the time,
while his murderer was standing up.
He had been dead more than 24 hours.
The clay of the cellar was nearly as
hard as rock, which accounts for the
fact that Harriet Kingdon was so long
getting him burled,”
“And it was she who fired the shot,"
I said, with conviction. "Marcia Law
rence had nothing to do with It.”
“Do-you believe Lucy Kingdon knew
anything about it?” he asked, looking
at me keenly,
“No—I’m sure she didn’t.”
"Then you apparently believe that
one woman of only ordinary strength
could handle a body which taxed two
strong men to lift! I tell you, Lester,
Harriet Kingdon unaided couldn’t have
taken that body to the cellar and laid
it In that grave. If Lucy Kingdon
didn't aid her, who did?”
”1 don't know,” I answered. "But it
wasn’t who you think.”
"Well, I hope it wasn’t—but I don’t
see any other way out”
(Continued Next Week.i
Word for Bleacher Seats.
From Collier's.
For the grandstand patrons, comforts ;
multiply with every annual renovation;
and here and there around the big league
circuits, gigantic concrete amphitheaters
arise, recalling photographs in the folders
of Mediterranean steamship lines. But no
baseball plutocrat ever gives a thought to
fandom's commoners. Is there reason why
the holder of a 25 or 50-cent seat should
receive such pennysnobblsh courtesy? As
compared with theaters and circuses the
baseball held calls for small expenses of
up-keep. There Is no bill for lights, heat,
elaborate scenery, or orchestra; traveling
expenses are comparatively reasonable; in
the way of advertising, uncountable
thousands of dollars' worth of space for
news and photographs is given freely, or
in return for a card one column wide and
and inch or two deep. How much better
does the theater treat its buyers of cheap
admission tickets! In the modern gallery
the only penalty to pay Is that of seeing
from a distance. There are the comforts
of opera chairs instead of wooden bench
es; a proof-sheet from which to read the
batting order; and, in a few instances,
elevators to save stair-climbing. That
the competition of moving-picture shows
may have had something to do with this
improvement in tho theater is not a de
fense for the manager of the baseball
park. It is sufficient disadvantage to the
bleachers to have to pay the penalty of
seeing the game from a distance, and an
evident injustice to exact 25 or 60 cents for
board seats and the rosin thereof—seats
unprotected even by an awming from the
125-degree sun or sudden showers. The
circus does better than this for its custo
mers by providing a canvass roof, though
the circus has to pay huge license fees,
proportionately large traveling expenses
and hire and feed a whole regiment of
employes, as well as never forget to fur* \
nlsh hay for the elephants and ample per**
nuts for the monkey*.
MOST LIKELY.
Miss Antique as being a bargain.
Miss Caustique—Well, her age is
considerably marked down.
____
“ECZEMA ITCHED SO BADLY
I COULDN’T STAND IT.”
"I suffered with eczema on my neck
for about six months, beginning by lit
tle pimples breaking out. I kept
scratching till the blood came. It kept
getting worse, I couldn’t sleep nights
any more. It kept itching for about a
month, then I went to a doctor and
got some liquid to take. It seemed
as if I was going to get better. The
itching stopped for about three days,
but when it started again, was even
worse than before. The eczema itched
so badly I couldn’t stand it any more.
“I went to a doctor and he gave me
some medicine, but didn’t do any good.
We have been having Cuticura Rem
edies in the house, so I decided to try
them. I had been using Cuticura
Soap, so I got me a box of Cuticura
Ointment, and washed off the affected
part with Cutlcura Soap three times a
day, and then put the Cuticura Oint
ment on. The first day I put it-on, it
relieved me of itching so I could sleep
all that night. It took about a week,
then I could see the scab come off. I
kept the treatment up for three weeks,
and my eczema was cured.
“My brother got his face burned j
with gun-powder, and he used Cuticura
Soap and Ointment. The people ail
thought he would have scars, but you
can’t see that he ever had his face
burned. It was simply awful to look
at before the Cuticura Remedies :
(Roap and Ointment) cured it.” i
(Signed) Miss Elizabeth Gehrki, For- ;
rest City, Ark., Oct. 16, 1910. Although I
Cuticura Soap and Ointment are sold' |
by druggists and dealers everywhere,
a sample of each, with 32-page book,
will be mjj’od free on application to
“Cuticura,” Dept. 17 L, Boston.
Determined.
Gillet—What did you payr that
world famous specialist $50 for if you i
felt perfectly well?
Perry—I wanted to know how he
pronounced appedicitls.
But many a college graduate avoids
the disgrace of dying rich.
HEALTH AS AN INVESTMENT
Fraternal Orders, Labor Unions and
Insurance Companies Erect Tu
berculosis Sanltoria.
As an investment in the health of
their members, four large fraternal
orders, two International labor unions
and one of the largest insurance com
panies in the United States have es
tablished sanatoria for the treatment
of tuberculosis, according to a state
ment issued by the National Associa
tion for the Study and Prevention of
Tuberculosis. The Royal League, the
first fraternal order to establish a
sanatorium, conducts a hospital for
its tuberculous members at Black
Mountain. The Modern Woodmen of
America conducts one at Colorado
Springs; the Workmen’s Circle, one
at Liberty, N. Y., and the Independent?
Order of Foresters have one at Rain
bow Lake, N. Y., and will soon open &
second one at San Fernando, Cal. The
International Typographical union has
since 1898 conducted a sanatorium at
Colorado Springs, and the Interna
tional Printing Pressman and Assist
ants’ Union of America has recently
opened a new institution at Rogers
vllle, Tenn. A leading life insurance'
company is now erecting a' sanator
ium at Mt. McGregor, N. Y., which will
be the first of its kind established
by an “old line” insurance company.
Its Location.
Little Brother—Where’s my fishln’
pole gone to?
Bigger Brother—Sister’s usin’ it for
a hatpin!—Puck.
As long as there are people in the
world who try to get something for
nothing, a lot of other people will be
able to live without work.
To Get
Its Beneficial Effects;
Always Buy the Genuine
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manufactured byilie
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NO MORE ASTHMA
Stop It. Learn how. Send at once for health chart,
booklet and FREE TRIAL. Scientific constitutional
treatment. Wonderful cures. HENRI MILL A Hi
REMEDY CO., 721 So. E. St.,Tacoma,Wash,
from woman’s ailments are invited to write to the names and
addresses here given, for positive proof that Lydia E. Pinkham’a
Vegetable Compound does cure female ills.
Tnmor Removed.
Elmo, Mo. ezMrs.Sarah «J .Stuart, R.F.D. No. 2,
Box 1C.
Peorta,Hl.=Mrs. Christina Reed,135MoundSt.
Natick, Mass.—Mrs. Nathan B. Greaton, 61
North Main St.
Milwaukee, Wis.-Mrs. Emma Imse, 833 1st St.
Chicago, 111. 'Mrs. Alvena Sperling, 1468 Cly
bourne Ave.
Galena,Kan.—Mrs.R.R. ITney,713MineralAv.
Victoria, Miss.—Mrs. Willio Edwards.
Cincinnati, Ohio.—Mrs.W. H. Housh, 7 East
view AV©. __ m -rtc
Change of Life.
Epping, N.H.—Mrs. Celia E. Stevens.
Streator, 111.—Mrs. J. H. Campbell, 206 North
Second St.
Brooklyn, N.Y.—Mrs. Evens, 823 Halsey St.
Noah, fey.—Mrs. Lizzie Holland.
£&thamct,Wash.—Mrs.ElvaBarber Edwards.
Circleville, Ohio.—Mrs. Alice Kirlin, 333 West
Huston St.
Salem, Ind.—Mrs. LlzzleS. Hinkle, R.R. No. 3.
New Orleans, La.—Mrs. Gaston Blondeau,1812
Terpsichore St.
Mishawaka, lnd.—Mrs. Chas. Bauer, Sr., 523
East Marion St. _
Racine,Wis.-Mrs. Katie Kublk, R. 2, Box 61.
Beaver Falls,Pa.—Mrs.W.P.Boyd,24108th Av.
Maternity Troubles.
Bronaugh, Mo.—Mrs. D. F. Aleshire.
Phenix, R.I.-Mrs. Wm. O. King, Box 282.
Carlstadt, N.J.—Mrs. Louis Fischer, 32 Mon
roe St.
South Sanford, Me.—Mrs. Charles A. Austin.
Schenectady, N.Y .—Mrs. H.Porter,782 Albany
St.
Taylorville, HI.—Mrs. Joe Grantham, 825 W.
Vandeveer St.
Cincinnati, Ohio.—Mrs. Sophia HofT, 615 Mo
Micken Ave.
Big Run, Pa.—Mrs. W. E. Pooler.
Philadelphia, Pa.—Mrs. M. Johnston, 210
Siegel St. Backa<,|M(.
Peoria, 111.—Un. Clara I,. Gauwitz, R. R.No.
4, Box 62. _
Augusta, Me.—Mrs.Wlnfleld Dana, R. F. D. 2.
St. Paul, Minn.-Mra. B. M. Bchorn, 1083
Woodbrldge St. __
Pittsburg. Pa.—Mrs. G. Leiser, 6219 Kinkaid
St., E.K. . ,
Kearney, Mo.-Mr*. Thomas Asburry.
Blue Island, 111.=.Mrs. Anna Schwurtx, 828
Grove St.
East Earl, Pa.—Mrs. Augustus I,yon,R.FJ>2,
Operations Avoided.
Slkeston, Mo.—Mrs. Items llethune._
Gardiner, Me.—Mrs. S. A.WiUlams, 142Wash
luzton Ave.
Chicago, 111.— Mrs.W m. Ahrens,2239W. 21st St.
Bellevue, Ohio.—Mrs. Edith Wieland, 238
Monroe 8t.
DeForost.Wls.—Mrs. Auguste Vospermanu.
Dexter, Kansas.—Mrs. Lizzie Scott.
Organic Displacements. .
Black Duck, Minn.—Mrs. Anna Anderson,
Box ID.
Wesleyville.Pa.—Mrs. Maggie Ester,R.F.D. 1.
Trenton, Mo.—Mrs. W. T. Purnell,307 Lincoln
Aren no.
Camden,N^J.—Mrs. Ella Johnston,280Liberty
St.
Chic age, 111.—Mrs. Vm. Tully, 2052 Ogden
Avenue.
Painful Periods.
Caledonia, 1713.—3$rs. Fh. Schattner, R.R. 14,
Box 64.
Adrian, Mo.—Mrs. C. B. Mason.JR.IL No. 2.
N. Oxford, Mass.—Miss Amelia I)uso, Box 14.
Baltimore,Ohio.—Mrs.A.A.Balenger,R.F.D.L
Negaunee.Mich. —Mrs. MarySedlock.Box 1273.
Orrville, Ohio.—Mrs. E. F. Wagner, Box 620.
Atwater. Ohio.—Mias Minnie Muelhaupt.
PrairloduChlen/Wis.—Mrs. Julia Konfcheck,
R. No. 1.
Irregularity.
Buffalo, N.Y.—Mrs. Clara Dar brake, lTMarla
mont St.
Winfehestor, Itad.—Mrs. May Deal, It .R. No. 7.
St. Regis Falla, N.Y.—Mrs. J. II. Breyere.
Grayville. III.—Mrs. Jessie Schaar, Box 22.
Hudson, Ohio.—Mrs. Geo. Strickler, R. No. 6,
Box 32.
Ovarian Trouble.
Murrayvllle, 111.—Mrs. Chas. Moore, R. R. 8.
Philadelphia, Pa.—Mrs. Chas. Boell, 2219 N.
Mole St.
Minneapolis, Minn.—Mrs. John G. Moldan,
2115 Second St., North,
Hudson,Ohio.—Mrs. LenaCarmocino.R.F.D.7.
Westwood, Md.—Mrs. John F. Richards.
Benjamin, Mo.—Mrs. Julia Frants, R.F.D. l.;
Female Weakness.
W.TerreHaute, Ind.—Mrs. Artie E. Hamilton,
Elmo, Mo.—Mrs. A. C. DaYault.
La wrence.Iowa. —Mrs. J alia A. Snow, R. No. 8.
Utica, Ohio.—Mrs. Mary Earl wine, R. F. D. 8.
Bellevue, Ohio.—Mrs. Charley Chapman, R.F..
D. No. 7.
Elgin, 111.—Mrs. Henry Leiseberg, 743 Adams
St.
Rchaefferstown, Pa*—Mrs. Cyrus Hetrich.
Cresson, Pa.—Mrs. Ella E. Aikey.
Fairchanee, Pa.—Mrs. Idella A. Dunham, Bon
152.
Nervous Prostration.
Knoxville, Iowa.—Mrs. Clara Franks,R.F.D. 3.
Oronogo, Mo.=Mrs. Mao McKnight. v
Camden, N.J.—Mrs. W. P.Valentine, 902 [in-V
coin Avenue.
Muddy, 111.—Mrs. May Nolen.
Brookville, Ohio.—Mrs. R. Kinnison.
Fitchville, Ohio.—Mrs. C. Colo.
Philadelphia. Pa.-Mrs. Frank Clark, 2110 E.
Allegheny Ave. f
These women are only a few of thousands ot living witnesses of j
the power of Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound to cure female
diseases. Not one of these women ever received compensation in any
form for the use of their names in this advertisement—but are will
ing that we should refer to them because of the good they may
do other suffering women to prove that Lydia E. Pinkhanra
Vegetable Compound is a reliable and honest medicine, and that the
statements made in our advertisements regarding its merit are tht
truth and nothing but the truth. -