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PILE8 CURED IK 6 TO 14 DATS Tonrdrjgmst will refnnd money If PAZO OIKT. MENT fails to cure any cats of Itching, Blind. Bleeding or Protruding Piles In 6 to 14 days. 60c. And a woman either poses, sup poses or imposes. ASK FOR ALLKlf’S FOOT-EASE. the Antiseptic powder to shake into yonr shoes Relieves Corns. Bunions, Ingrowing Nslls. Swollen and Sweating feet, Blisters and Callous spots Sold everywhere, 25c. Don’t accept any substitute. Sample FREE, Address AUsn S. Olmsted. LeRoy. N.Y. Adv. Matter Easily Explained. Two lawyers met on the street. ‘Tve been wondering about you," said one ' “What were you wondering about me?" "Well, I’ve heard you address a jury and I thought that you were the most eloquent man in Cleveland. Then I’ve heard you make an after-dlnnei speech at a banquet and you were— pardon me—pretty rotten. Now, how is that?” “I'll tell you. When I’m talking to a jury my dinner depends on my speech. When I’m talking to a bunch of diners I’ve already had my dinner.” ! Was Much Impressed. A little girl who pad acted as ring bearer at a cousin's wedding was in clined to view her part of the im pressive ceremony with great serious ness. One day some time afterward the child heard her grandmother talk ing of her possible future marriage. “You know, I’m half married al ready,” the child earnestly remarked. “Half married already? What do you mean, child?” asked the surprised grandmother. “Why, don't you remember when I carried Cousin Carrie's wedding ring?" Perfectly Clear. "I wonder why so many trains are late?” said young Mrs. Torkins as she watched the man chalk up the figures on the blackboard. "Well,” replied her husband, “for one thing, traffic is much heavier than it used to be.” “Of course! And the heavier a load 1s, the harder work a locomotive has fo pull it!" Practical Maid. She—Of course, I’m much honored by your proposal, but I must have a few days to think it over. He—-Well, when may I come for my answer? She—Let’s see. Monday, there’s the ■washing; Tuesday I must put up clean curtains, and Wednesday I must make some jam. Come on Thursday. ' Hie Contribution. “Did old Closefist give you anything for the charity benefit fund?" “Oh, yes; he gave me his candid opinion of it.” The Degree*. "Love opens one’s heart.” “Yes, and marriage opens one’s eyes.” /-V A Jolly Good Day Follows A Good Breakfast Try a dish of Post Toasties tomorrow morning. These sweet, thin bits made from Indian Corn are cooked, toasted and sealed in tight packages without the touch ! of human hand. They reach you fresh and crisp—ready to eat from the package by adding cream or milk and a sprinkling of sugar, if desired. Toasties are a jolly good J dish— Nourishing Satisfying Delicious \J BLAINE HAD UNUSUAL MEMORY SAYS WRITER Brand Whitlock, In the American Magazine. For a young correspondent who had an eager curiosity about life, it was an Interesting experience to go on a jour ney. I remember my delight in being assigned to a little trip down through Indiana with James G. Blaine. He was then secretary of state in President Harrison’s cabinet, and unhappy, as most men are apt to be in public posi tions though a sort of cruel and evil fascination will not let them give up the vain pursuit of them—vainest per haps when they are won. When I reached the station Mr. Blaine was already there, walking up and down the platform arm in arm with his son Emmons. He was a gray man, dressed In gray clothes, with spats made of the cloth of his habit, and there was about him an air of vague sadness, which in his high countenance became almost a pain, though just then In the companionship of his son he loved, there was for a little while the expression of a mild happiness, maybe a solace. William Walter Phelps, then our minister to Germany, was traveling with him, and on the way dowm to South Bend the constant entrance of plain citizens from the other coaches Into our car filled Mr. Phelps with a ktnd of wonder. Commercial travelers, farmers, all sorts and conditions of men came and introduced themselves to Mr. Blaine, and he sat and talked with them all in that simplicity which marks the manners, even if it has de parted from the spirit, of the republic. "It is a remarkable sight," said Mr. Phelps to us reporters, "a sight you would witness In no other country in the world. There is the premier of a great government, and yet the com monest man may approach him without ceremony, and talk to him as though he w-ere nobody.” With my interest in the tariff ques tion, which then seemed to me so fun damental, I did not lose the opportunity to ask Mr. Blaine about his reciprocity project; but after a while the conver sation turned to more personal sub jects. When he learned I was from Ohio, he asked me suddenly if I could name the counties that formed the sev eral congressional districts of the state. I could not, of course, do that, and I supposed no one in the world could do it or ever want to do it; but he could, and with a naive pride in the accom plishment he did, and then astounded me by saying that he could almost match the feat W'ith any state in the union. __ The Next French President. From Harper's Weekly. From his first day in the popular chamber Raymond Poincare showed the wonderful union of force with tact which marks all he does. Conscious of his own force, he set himself quietly to work, making himself effective rather than conspicuous, thus winning friends without arousing enemies. "He aroused no enthusiasm and was not anxious to create any. This was his first power. Then he called forth no envious hatred. This was his second power. And little by little Poincare revealed himself. He spent no hour profltlessiy; every word, every gesture made for the realization of the plans which he thenceforward held, plans for the gradual growth of his personal force. Never to scatter his forces, this was his first principle; he always sought to bring them to a focus. And his second principle was always to be engaged In effective work, devoting his fresh energies to practical alms.” There Is a certain resemblance here to Gladstone's early parliamentary life. Both were men of Imagination, born orators, writers, yet both first made a mark In the field which seems least favorable to eloquence, the department of finance. Gladstone became the au thor of budgets. Poincare became the critic of finance ministers. "His elo quence was as limpid as his subject was obscure.” One of the chief internal questions which he and his colleages have had to face Is the new militant policy of the revolutionary socialists, the policy associated with the words “syndical ism” and “sabotage,” which means col lective violence and destruction applied as a weapon in “the struggle between capital and labor.” We have had il lustrations of the spirit of this new movement in this country. We shall In all probability have still further. Il lustrations of it. And when we realize its full scope and Its menace to the very elements of personal and national freedom we shall be better able to understand the work which has al ready been done in France to conquer it by men like Georges Clemenceau, Aristide Brland and Raymond Poin care. Another Menace. From Wallace's Farmer. The other day a notice was posted at the Y. M. C. A. rooms and dormitories which read : “Members of the Y. M. C. A. and visitors to the association building will please refrain from playing or sing ing music of the following kind in or about the buildings: ‘Hitchy Koo,’ ‘Row, Row, Row,’ ‘Everybody’s Doing It,’ eto. Such songs are suggestive and not at all In keeping with the ideals of the associa tion.’’ The country is being flooded with trashy music. If the air Is catchy, children are allowed to sing the song though the words may be objectionable, and In this way are taught sentiments which would horrify the parents If they appeared In less at tractive guise. We need to watch the mu sic as well as the reading of our children. The trashy funny papers are spoiling the 3re for the normal and beautiful, their angy, Illiterate Bpeech spoiling the tongue; if we add to these the vulgar pop ular song to spoil the ear we are doing our children a wrong for which they wiii have every right to censure us when they reach years of discretion. We must not forget that there are other than physical hurts which come to children, and that we need to guard against vulgarity in word, thought and deed as we guard against fire and accidents. Burma, tha Woman’s Paradise. From the Christian Herald. Mrs. Carrie Chapman Catt is the first round-the-world woman suffrage mis sionary. She Is the first world’s evangelist of woman’s political equality. During her globe-encircling tour of 1911-12. as presi dent of the World's Woman Suffrage Alli ance (in which 28 countries are now rep resented), Mrs. Catt has visited three con tinents and has planted the nuclei of Women’s Enfranchisements groups In a dozen nations. It w’as a great surprise to Mrs. Catt on her arrival in Rangoon, the metropolis of Burma, to find that women In Burma have had the municipal vote for years. Parsee, Hindu, Mohammedan. Chinese and Budd hist women are alike on the electors’ rolls and actually vote. The Burmese women have been in complete enjoyment of the right to control their own property from time Immemorial: men and women are equal under the law. That Wouldn’t Do. “What shall I write this young lady about her story? I don’t like to de cline it harshly.” “Tell her it is too sad for our maga zine.” “But this is supposed to he a humor ous story.” In Clover. The suffraget parade and In augur a* tlon festivities will keep Washington doctors busy for the rest of the w inter J f c77)e> £ &mpru of Pt tfWe of a Maido SYNOPSIS. In the time of Wueen Anne, Lady Pru donee Brook, widowed at H end sull e widow at two and twenty, while journey ing in a coach to London with her cousin Peggy, is accosted by a highwayman who, however, takes nothing from her except a kiss. The two girls live with their grand mother. Lady Drum loch, who, despite ne reduced circumstances, maintains a gay social position In the couit circle. Prue Is small, gay. delightful, daring, ex travagant. and always in debt. She Is perpetually pursued by cr®^iiDJ3 and just now is in deep water for want o a few guineas with which to buy a ne gown by whose aid she hopes to win nac the queen's favor, very recently »osi one of .her mad pranks. She deckles to visit Aaron’s, a .n9rt®r'?re money lender, and asks him to tak« ca of her debts on the strength of her p pro&ching marriage to Sir Geoffrey »e desert. Aaron Informs her. however, that Beau desert is himself head over heels in u and while Prue is still in his ofnee Geoffrey arrives. Prue at once secrets herself In «■ closet and to her astonishment overhears ni.0 Geoffrey ask for advances of money, on the strength of their engagement Prue reads in a paper an a<K^unt of the trial and sentence of Robin on the highwayman who had at the moors, and that he Is to be hang Tyburn the following Monday. Suddenly she recalls that legal custom the debtB of a buried in the coffin of her husband. She conceives the whimsical Idea hf J marrying Robin in order to escape debts. ...it- XT aw Accompanied Dy reggy in gate prison and Robin, who is already 1 love with her, consents to the ceiemony. Afterward Prue aBks to be *'one with him for a few minutes and allows nun ‘ kiss her again and feels pity for his ap proaching execution. Lord Beaucombe also visits Robin and Robin tells him that he has proof: that Beaucombe is not the legitimate heir to the title and threatens if ho is not re leased to see that proof of this raci gt-t*. to Beaucombe’s enemies. On Monday Is Peggy suffering keenly because of her belief that Robin, now be ginning to be a hero in her eyes, is about to be hanged she is astonished at seeing him enter the house and is tola that ne has been reprieved and set at liberty. For his freedom Robin, whose real nanie Is De Cliffe. agrees to make over to Lora Beaucombe a paper conveying his claim to the title and estate to him. He has no sooner done this than Lord Beaucombe treacherously triea to capture him. Robin by cleverly disguising him self in a borrowed coat and hat and using Lord Beaucombe's horse, escapes. At a rout at Marlborough House the queen loses a diamond necklace and as it is known that Robin in a red domino has been present he is suspected of the theft. Prue. who has learned where he hides, goes to him, confesses her love for him, and persuades him to give up the neck lace which she restores to the Duchess of Marlborough for the queen. CHAPTER XXV, Continued. Having skillfully wrought her up to this point, Peggie had retired, leaving her revelations to work upon Lady Drumloch's long-dormant but far from extinct passion for the cause which had robbed her of husband, sons and world ly possessions, and left lier nothing for the consolation of her declining years but unrecognized devotion to the most ungrateful of dynasties. Too excited to think of bed, the cous ins were still eagerly exchanging con fidences, when Prue stopped abruptly and listened. Peggie was hurrying on with her story, but Prue checked her with a warning hand. ‘‘Hark, Peggie, did you hear that? Was it not someone knocking at our door?" Peggie listened, and the knocking was repeated. She threw open the win dow, and thrusting tier head out. with drew it after a brief investigation, with the announcement that there was a man in the street, looking up at their lighted window. "Only one man?" queried Prue. “Can It be Robin?” "I think not," said Peggie; "it does not seem tall enough—this man is— there is the knocking again—what shall we do?” "Something lias happened to Robin!” cried Prue, hastily throwing a cloak about her. "I must go down and see what is the matter." "I’ll corno with you.” cried Peggie, impelled partly by curiosity and partly by the impulse to protect her cousin. They ran down together, and at the door paused to take counsel. It was no uncommon thing in those days for the "Mohawks" to batter thus at quiet citizens’ doors and mistreat the person who answered their summons, or even, if a woman, to carry her off, shrieking and struggling. “Who is there?" Prue demanded through the closed door. "It is 1. Steve Laikyn," a voice re plied. "Oh! Mistress Brooke, I be seech you open the door; they have taken my master!” Prue flung the door open, and there stood Steve, ghastly pale In the broad moonlight. “They have taken your master? Then what are you doing here, alive and un huit?" she cried passionately. "Madam, what could one arm, and without a sword, avail against a dozen men, fully armed? The captain had but time to say to me, ‘Fly to Pru dence!'—your pardon, but those were his words—when they surrounded him and made him prisoner without a chance to defend himself." "Oh, dear God!” murmured Prue. covering her face with her trembling hands. "It Is my fault; If I had left him with Barbara, he would now be safe. I brought him away to his death for a Jealous whim! Where have they taken him?” she demanded, looking at Steve with widely distended eyes. "To Newgate? to the tower? Tell me and I will go to him and share his prison." "1 don't know what they mean to do with him," said Hteve. “but they were taking him to Lord Beachcombe's house "Lord Beachcombe Oh, I see It all! This Is no arrest; It Is a plot to rob .nil mayhap to murder 1dm. Lord Beachcombe fancies that he has to deal with a defenseless outlaw and a weak woman. 1 will show him that there are stronger weapons than swords and bludgeons. I will go Instantly to Rod ney house." "Oh, Prue. wait until morning!" im plored Peggie. "And give Lord Beachcombe time to i spirit Robin away to some secret dun [ geon, where I may. perhaps, never find hint alive? No! I will go to him at once, without a moment's delay.” "Then I will go with you,” cried Peg - gie. “You cannot go to Lord Beach combes house alone." "Cannot I? Besides, I Bhall not be alone; Steve Inrkyn will escort me.” She turned to Robin's faithful hench man with a wan smile. "One woman Is enough for you to take care of; and you. Peggie dear, will watch for me, so that when I return 1 can get In without rousing the house. Believe me, dear,” she went on firmly, as Peg gie was about to remonstrate, "what 1 have to do can be better done by my self alone; and I am not timid, as you know.” “But, Prue—what on earth can you do for Robin, by going to Lord Beach combe In the middle of the night?” Peggie urged, in desperation. "That remains to be seen,” said Prue, with a smile of mystery. I think I can make Lord Beachcombe set him free, and be grateful for the chance. Come, Steve,” and wrapping her mantle closely round her, she drew the hood well over her face and went out with a resolute step Into the street, already growing gray In the early dawn of the May morning. The court yard of Rodney house was all astir when Prudence, clinging to Steve Larkyn’s arm, stole through the great gateway, and under the deep shadow of the arcade that flanked the main entrance. That was closed, but from a low door a few feet away, a flood of light poured .upo a traveling carriage with four horses and a group of mounted men. Without a moment's hesitation, Prue darted past them, ran down a few stone steps and found her self In a large, bare basement hall, where Robin, his dress In disorder and his hands tied behind him, stolidly confronted Lord Beachcombe In a white heat of fury. At Prue’s sudden apparition a couple of servitors Interposed to stop her and Lord Beachcombe, In a voice hoarse with rage, shouted, "Who are these people? What the devil do they want? Turn them out—" Prue's silvery laugh rang out. “Not so last.” she cried, flinging back her hood. ”1 have business of the utmost Importance with Lord Beachcombe,” and she swept him a mockingly cere monious curtsey. No lady of the court, not even the great Duchess Sarah herself, was bet ter known than the beautiful "Widow Brooke.” The sight of her familiar face seemed to para lyze every one present. The lackeys fell back abashed. Robin gazed at her speechless, and Beacheombe’s sallow face flushed with a purple that suffused even tils eyeballs. "Viscountess Brooke!” he stammered. "What In the name—” "You are surprised?” she Interrupted. “To be sure, my visit Is somewhat un timely,” She came close to him and lowered her voice almost to a whisper. "Did you And what you expected when you searched Captain de Cllffe?” she Inquired insinuatingly. "How do you know I searched him?” demanded Beachcombe. "Why. when one sees a man with his hands tied behind him and his pockets inside out. It is not unreasonable to suppose that he has been searched. Yet I'll venture to say, Lord Beachcombe, that whatever you found, It was not what you were looking for!" "How can you know anything about that?" he replied, with dawning sus picion. "Perhaps you know what it was and where It may be found. If so, you must be aware that It has no value except to me—" "And Captain de ClifTe,” she Inter posed. “Captain de CMfte!” he repeated with a bitter and disdainful emphasis. “What would you have me call him?" she bent forward and In a whisper sug gested. "Robert—Eurl Beachcombe?— is thut better?” The blood ebbed from his face, leav ing it ghastly with fear and fury. He cast a hasty glance toward the group of men surrounding Robin, and al though they were quite out of earshot, he fiercely motioned them to a greater distance. Then he pulled himself to gether sufficiently to force a sardonic luugh. “Was it to plas’ comedy that your ladyship honored me with this noc turnal visit?" he sneered. "Not altogether,” she replied. “I came to prevent your harming Captain de Cliffe, and. incidentally, yourself. Now tell me—In confidence—not hav ing found the documents you sought, what do you propose to do with your prisoner?" "I propose," said Beachcombe slowly, “to hand him over to justice. I believe the—documents—to be lost. At any rate, I am willing to hazard the risk of their recovery in order that this man may receive his deserts as a traitor and a malefactor. After he has been hanged, there will be plenty of time for me to deal with a claim that has no longer a claimant.” “And you really hate him enough to prefer his death to your own safety?" Prue could not repress a shudder at the cold ferocity of his tone. "What if I secure both?" he retorted, gratified by the effect he had produced. “This man is a traitor and has earned a traitor’s death. Although I may not have found what I sought, I have found papers that will send him to the gallows, end give me a claim to the gratitude of the government. Do not trouble further about him, his fate Is sealed.” “And how if another claimant, per haps far stronger, should spring up In his place? How If he leaves a wid ow?” suggested Prue. “One, for ex ample, able and willing to pursue his claim ?” "I am not uneasy about that," he replied, but his tone was less confident than his words. “I have the best of reasons for knowing that he Is not mar ried." "And you think that, having no wife, and leaving no — heir — to his claim (you acknowledge that he ha# a claim) it will cease with his death, because there Is no one to pursue it?” 'My dear Lady Prudence, a lawyer could not have put It more clearly! That Is exactly his position; I think mine Is pretty safe, even if those re doubtable documents should still be in existence. It will then be merely a matter of money—someone will bleed me more or less copiously—but that will be the end of the trumped up claim of Captain—Freeman tie." "Well, Lord Beachcombe," said Prue, smiling up Into his face, “now I ask you, as a favor to me, to liberate Cap tain Kreemantle, and to molest him no further. I will answer for It that he will leave the country Immediately and abandon his claim. Surely, you will not refuse a favor that t* so hard to ask and so easy to grant!" Beachrombe laughed unpleasantly. "Come, dear Viscountess," he said, and Ills tone, though bland, was tinged with Insolence, "I know of old your thirst for adventure, but surely It has been slaked by the romantic episode of the queen's necklace and the mysterious spiriting away of your cavalier—your knight of the road—by Burbara Sweet ing! The excitement of the affair has evaporated; Its novelty lias stsled. Waste no more of your enchanting wiles on so sorry a subject. I have made up my mind, and even for the sake of the most charming of women, I will not change It.” "Yet I think I may Induce you,” said Prue, undountedly, "•because to iny cer tain knowledge Captain de CllfTe has a wife and those precious papers are In her possession. She knows their value, too, and will only give them up on her own terms. If you will not grant me this gentleman's life as a favor—will you make a bargain with her 7’ Astonishment and doubt struggled with Lord Beachcombe’s self command, but he kept an unmoved face, although an Inkling of the truth began to force itself upon him. Not the whole Incred ible truth, of course, but enough to make him suspect that Lady Prudence Brooke was more than commonly In terested in the subject of their discus sion. "And what might be the terms of the bargain?" he demanded, after a brief hesitation. "You had better settle them with Captain de CllfTe." she said, "and I pledge my word that his wife will agree to whatever will satisfy him." "I will make no terms with lilm," said Beachcombe, sullenly. “If I listen to any proposition It Is entirely for your sake. Lady Prudence, and must come from you and be carried out by you alone.” .She reflected a few moments, while he watched her Intently, “This Is my proposal," she said, at last. "That you will liberate your cap tive, giving him such time to reach a place of safety as he considers neces sary. And then when you have re ceived the packet you will engage not to take any steps to prevent his leav ing the country. In return I promise that his wife will consider the whole matter at an end and regard the claim as though It had never existed." “And when I have liberated him and given him every opportunity to elude Justice, what security have I that those papers will be delivered to me?” he demanded. “I myself will be hostage for him. Send Steve with him and When he re turns, having left hla master In safety, I will hand you the packet. Docs that satisfy- you?” Robin, sitting on the corner of a table, a little apart, could only guess from a word here and there that arose above the low voiced colloquy that Prue was mnklng terms for lilm, the conditions of which It was not difficult to divine. Cruelly as it irked him to see her plead ing witli his bitter enemy for his life, he resisted the strong temptation to Interfere, as he certainly would have done could he have known that she was offering to remain a hostage to this unscrupulous man until his safety had been purchased by her acknowl edgment of their marriage. She was too well aware of that to tidmlt him to the conference. Lord Beachcombe, sullenly balancing pros and cons, found It no easy matter to decide between the gratification of his revenge upon Robin and the fear of losing what might be his last chance of securing the coveted documents. It Is Impossible to say how long he might have fluctuated between two de sires equally Importunate, but It was at last borne In upon the sluggish cur rent of his intelligence that the cer tificates were possibly that moment In the possession of Lady Prudence Brooke, who certainly would not hesi tate to use them for his humiliation if he exasperated her, "What will you do if I refuser’ he said at last. "Then,” said Prue, with spirit, "I shall go straight from here to the duchess of Marlborough and lay the whole story-^-incIuding the documents —before her. She has pledged herself to grant me any request 1 make of her, and will not consider the life of a highwayman too high a price to cancel her debt to me.” "The duchess Is no longer the power behind the throne,” said Beachcombe, with a scowl. "If you rely upon her Influence-" “I do not rely upon that alone,” said Prue. retaining her patience with the greatest difficulty; “I will go to the queen herself and plead with her—oh! when 1 show her my heart she cannot resist the appeal of my prayers and tears-" She forgot for the moment where she was and who was her lis tener, and In Imagination was already at the feet of her royal mistress. Beach combe regarded the sapphire eyes sparkling through unshed tears and the piteous tumult of the lovely bosom be neath the lacea of her ball dress, and bis pulse quickened dizzily. "If her gracious majesty were a king, I think he would give you whatever you were pleased to ask,” he breathed. "Ah! Prue——" “And can you refuse me, when with a word you can secure my gratitude— my friendship—for life?” She stretched out her bunds with a gesture so allur ing, and turned upon him a look of such compelling appeal as might have melted even a colder heart than his. He could not altogether resist her, but he still sought to temporize. (Continued Next Week.) rorctMHWtTow msmman^Jw* THE BEST VHW TO BE SURE: WHETHER A WOMAN 13 REBUY HAN’S0TTB OR NOT, I3TER SEE VinETHERVER Cm KNOCKS HER WHEN 3HE- PASSES HER CONSTIPATION Mnnyon1* Paw-Paw Pills are nalikeall oth er laxatives or cathar tics. They coax the liver into activity by gentle methods, they do not sconr; they do not gripe; they do not weaken; but they do start all the secretions of the liver and stom ach in a way that soon puts these organs in a healthy condition and corrects constipation. Mnnyon's Paw-Paw Pills are a tonic to the stomach, liver and nerves. They invigorate instead of weaken; they enrich the blood instead of impover ishing it; they enable the stomach to get all the nourishment from food that is pat into it Price 35 cents. All Druggists "Improved" Bull Fight. A bull light In Tokio Is quite as much excuse for a gala day as a bull fight In Madrid. Business men leave their offices, and women and children their homes, to hurry to the arena. Stripped of all the less exciting, or less horrible, preliminaries which characterize the Spanish bull light, the animals are brought In and sent at each other at once. So the battle is shorter, and two or three more fights will follow In quick succession dur ing the course of an afternoon's “en tertainment” URGING GREAT SALE OF CANNED FOODS Dealers, grocers. Jobbers and manufac turers all over the country are Joining hands during the week of March 31st to April 6th in an effort to acquaint house wives with ths economy and quality of canned foods. It Is now a well known fact that heat Is the only preservative used In preparing these economical foods. Ths cans ara sealed and sterilized at a temperature of 360 degrees, which prevents any contami nation and keeps ths contents freah and wholesome as the day the tins wars; tilled In the canneries. National Canned Foods Week during which dealers and grocers will make canned foods their sues-features. Is for the purpose of demonstrating to house wives that the cost of living can be cut with such foods, and that they may be served In hundreds of delightful wuys, and thus served dally without monotony. The farmer’s wife especially finds it ad vantageous to relievo herself of all the cooking possible and Canned Foods en able her to do this and at the same time Improve the quality of her meals. Women In every community should ob serve National Canned Fooda Week by going to the dealers and putting In a sup ply. The saving and general satisfaction In ths use of Canned Foods la entlrsly worth while.—Adv. Like an Old Pool. StlllcuB—What la the age of discre tion ? Cynlcus—There isn't any. I know a man over seventy who married his fourth wife the other day. A man's children, like their mother, are apt to ask a lot of embarrassing questions. Only On* “BBOMO gBDCIS*" That la LkX ATI VI SBOMO QUIN IMS. I, ah flbr tbe signature of B. W. GROVH. Cantu a Cold la Dim Oajr, Cures Grip la Two Days. Me. Untold agony Is what a woman suf fers from tight shoes. -a Dr. Pierce’s Pellets, small, sagsivooated, easy to take ae candy, regulate and Invigor ate stomach, liver tad bowels and ears con stipation. Adv. Too Much. "My feelings have been lacerated " "Did It taker' 1 i'! .—1111—LL Jgg Make the Liver Saskatchewan Ywr Opportunity In the Province of Saskatchewan, Canada Do yon desire to get a Free Homestead or160 Al'RKS of that null _ known Wheat Land’ bet noUe!?Ta!uabf * *no”li“au,d . rfSw'niSTRICTH bava recently been opened up for settlement, and Into these ml 1 roadg are now being built W?©* day will goon come when willbe no^ Homoetoadli A Swift Current, Seskatebewea. farmer wSm: “I oame oe my bomeeteed, March 1906, with about SUM worth ofboreee and machin ery, and JostOSMn cub. Today I bare 900 acres of wheat. MM aoreg of oau, and M scree of Sex.” Not bed for tlx year,, but only an In stance of what may be done In Western Canada fn ifanllnha, Saskatchewan or Alberta. Send at once for Literature, Maps, Hallway Rates etc., to J.S.KdMg.fcuwHI. KMu.il. *• *■ WKII, Ice liiilllsa OaSu, Ytrufca, ml DAfiamlt, 115 Jatsm SI. si. I’U.iha Canadian Government Agents, or addreea 8ti perdu tendon t at Immlfnttton, Ottaw^fiwii, “»•■■■■ tor 66 page Liver-Gall Book ■ HE>K. SalbteM MtmUj to., W DMrtom It, CUMff uchuig'lm BiMIMMU | Boat Graph 8 jnp. TmIm Good* Um ] | In tima. Bold bjr DrugxiiU. I f SIOUX CITY PTC. CO., NO. 13-1913.