No sick headache, sour stomach,
biliousness or constipation
by morning.
Get a 10-cent box now.
Turn the rascals out—the headache,
biliousness, indigestion, the sick, sour
stomach and foul gases—turn them
out to-night and keep them out with
Cascarets.
Millions of men and women take a
Cascaret now and then and never
know the misery caused by a lazy
liver, clogged bowels or an upset stom
ach.
Don’t put in another day of distress.
Let Cascarets cleanse your stomach;
remove the sour, fermenting food;
take the excess bile from your liver
and carry out all the constipated
waste matter and poison in the
bowels. Then you will feel great.
A Cascaret to-night straightens you
out by morning. They work while
you sleep. A 10-cent box from
any drug store means a clear head,
sweet stomach and clean, healthy liver
and bowel action for months. Chil
dren love Cascarets because they
never gripe or sicken. Adv.
His Prospective Revenge.
"You miserable fasifler!” we thun
dered. "Are you not ashamed of your
self? We were in Oklahoma City last
week, and there gave you alms on
your plea that you wished to raise the
price of a ticket to Fort Scott, where
you had a brother-in-law. No doubt
at Fort Scott you made the statement
that your brother-in-law was here in
Kansas City. Now you. aver that he
Is in Moberly, and—”
“Yes, and—drat him!—” the wretch
replied. “By the time I get there he
probably will be in Keokuk. I have
been chasing that fellow for months,
and thus far he has managed to elude
me. If I have any kind of luck I ex
pect to catch up with him and pass
him before he reaches Baffin’s bay.
Then I shall turn around and chase
him clear litwn to Topolobampo, Just
to get even.”—Kansas City Star.
ORINK LOTS OF WATER
TO FLUSH THE KIDNEYS
Eat Less Meat and Take Salts for
Backache or Bladder Trouble—
Neutralize Acids.
Uric acid in meat excites the kid
neys, they become overworked; get
sluggish, ache, and feel like lumps of
lead. The urine becomes cloudy; the
bladder is irritated, and you may be
obliged to seek relief two or three
times during the night. When the kid
neys clog you must help them flush
off the body's urinous waste or you’ll
be a real sick person shortly. At first
you feel a dull misery in the kidney
region, you suffer from backache, sick
aec.dr.che, dizziness, stomach gets sour,
tongue coated and you feel rheumatic
twinges when the weather is bad.
Eat less meat, drink lots of w-ater;
also get from any pharmacist four
ounces of Jad Salts; take a table
spoonful in a glass of water before
breakfast for a few days and your
kidneys will then act fine. This fa
mous salts is made, from the acid of
graces and lemon juice, combined
with lithia, and has been used for
generations to clean clogged kidneys
and stimulate them to normal activity,
also to neutralize the acids in urine,
so it no longer is a source of irrita
tion, thus ending bladder weakness.
Jad Salts is inexpensive, cannot in
jure; makes a delightful effervescent
lithia-water drink which everyone
should take now and then to keep the
kidneys clean and active. Druggists
here say they sell lots of Jad Salts to
folks who believe in overcoming kid
ney trouble while it is only trouble.—
Adv.
“Safety First.”
Elbridge was over at his grandmoth
er’s for luncheon. They, knowing
how fond he was of cornstarch pud
ding, had the maid, Louise, make
some in individual cups. At lunch
eon Elbridge refused repeatedly to
have any. They coexed and coaxed,
but he wouldn’t touch it. All the
rest enjoyed it. After luncheon his
aunt asked him why he wouldn’t eat
any of the pudding.
"Well,” he said, “when Louise was
making it I saw the dog lick one of
them, and I didn’t know which one it
was.”
Important'to Mothers
Examine carefully every bottle of
CASTORIA, a safe and sure remedy for
Infants and children, and see that it
In Use for Over 30 Years.
Children Cry for Fletcher’s Castoria
Perfectly Apparent.
"He boasts that he is a selfmade
man."
"He shouldn’t. It’s unnecessary.
Anybody can see he’s not the work o'
an expert.”
USE ALLEN’S FOOT-EASE
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Rather Noisy.
Helny—That certainly was a sound
argument your wife put up.
Omar—Yes; it wasn’t anything else. I
I THE GLOVED HAND I
^/I Detecli'Ve Story
By BURTON E. STEVENSON
. Author of Tho Holladay -Case." “The Marathon Myatery." “The
Mystery' of the Boule Cabinet,” etc.
.. -it-. - .1 ""*^i
CHAPTER XX (Continued.)
"No,” I answered, slowly; "but, be
fore we go into that, let me understand
exactly what these interests are. Mr.
Vaughan’s estate, I understand, is a
large one.”
Silva shrugged his shoulders.
"I have understood so,” he said, "but
I know nothing about it, beyond what
Mr. Vaughan himself told me.”
"What was that?"
"That it was his intention to give
this place as a monastery for the study
of our religion, and to endow it.”
"Did he mention the amount of the
endowment?”
“He asked me, not long ago. if $1,
000.000 would be sufficient."
"Had. he drawn up a deed of gift?”
”1 do not know.”
“Or made a will?”
Again Silva shrugged indifferently
to dicate that he was also ignorant on
that point, and I turned to Miss
Vaughan.
“If there Is a will," I asked, “where
would it probably be?"
“There is a safe here,” she said, “in
which my father kept his papers of
value,” and she went to the wall and
swung out a hinged section of shelv
ing. The door of a safe appeared be
hind it.
I approached and looked at it, then
tried the door, but it was locked.
“To open this, we must know the
combination," I said; “or else we shall
have to get an expert.”
“I know the combination,” she broke
in; "it is * * *”
But I stopped her.
"My dear Miss Vaughan,” I laughed,
"one doesn’t go around proclaiming the
combination of a safe. How do you
happen to know it?”
“My father often had me open the
safe for him.”
“Does anyone else know it?”
“I do not think so.”
“Well, suppose we see what is in the
safe,” I suggested, and, as she knelt
before it, turned away. I, at least, did
not wish to know the combination.
That Silva already knew it I accepted
as certain.
I heard the twirling of the knob, and
a sharp click as the bolts were thrown
back. Then X walked to Miss
Vaughan’s side and knelt beside her.
The interior of the safe was divided
into the usual compartments, one of
them equipped with a Yale lock. The
key was in the lock, and I turned it,
swung the little door open, and drew
out the drawer which lay behind it.
“If there is a will, it is probably
here,” I said; "let us see,” and I car
ried the drawer over to the light.
Miss Vaughan followed me. but Silva
had sunk back into his chair, and was
staring abstractedly through the open
door out into the darkness, as though
our proceedings interested him not at
all. Then, as I looked into the drawer,
I gave a little gasp of astonishment,
for it was almost filled with packets of
bills. There were five of them, neatly
sealed in wrappers of the National City
bank, and each endorsed to contain
$10,000.
"Why did your father require all this
money?” I asked, but Miss Vaughan
shook her head.
"He always kept money there," she
said, "though I never knew the
amount.”
I glanced at the yogi, but his revery
remained unbroken. Then I laid the
packets on the table and dipped deep
er into the drawer. There were two
bank books, some memoranda of se
curities, a small cash book, and, at the
very bottom, an unsealed envelope en
dorsed, “Last will and testament of
Worthington Vaughan.”
"Here we are," I said, took it out, and
replaced the rest of the contents. "Shall
we read it now?”
“Yes, I should like to read it,” she
answered quietly.
The document was a short one. It
had evidently been drawn by Vaughan
himself, for it was written simply and
without legal phrases. It had been
witnessed by Henry and Katherine
Schneider, and was dated only a week
previously—but three days before the
muider.
"Who are these witnesses ?”I asked.
"They are the cook and the gard
ener."
“Do you recognize your father’s writ
“Oh, yes; there can be no question
as to that.”
It was a peculiar writing, and a very
characteristic one; not easy to read
until one grew accustomed to it. But
at the end of a few minutes I had mas
tered it. The provisions of the will
were simple: Elmhurst and the sum of
$1,000,000 in negotiable securities were
it ft absolutely to "my dear and re
vered master, Francisco Silva, priest
of the third circle of Siva, and Yogi,
of the ninth degree, to whom I owe
my soul’s salvation," the bequest to be
used for the purpose of founding a
monastery for the study of the doc
trines of Saivaism, and as an asylum
for all true believers. The remainder
of his estate was left absolutely to his
daughter, to dispose of as she saw fit.
“It is, however, my earnest wish,” the
will concluded, "that my daughter
Marjorie should enter upon the way,
and accept the high destiny which the
master offers her as a priestess of our
great Lord. May the all seeing One
guide her steps aright!"
Theye was a moment’s silence as I
finished; then 1 glanced at Miss
Vaughan. Her eyes were fixed; her
face was rapt and shining.
She felt my gaze upon her, and
turned to face me.
"Ah your attorney, Mi3S Vaughan," I
said, "it is my duty to advise you that
this will would probably not hold in
law. I think it would be comparative
ly easy to convince any court that your
father was not of sound mind when
he drew it. You see, Senor Silva," I
added, "that there is at once a conflict
of interests.”
But Silva shook his head with a little
smile
“There is no conflict," he said. "If
Miss Vaughan does not approve her
father’s wishes, they are as though
they were not!”
“I do approve them!” the girl cried
passionately, her hands against her
heart. “I do approve them."
“All of them?” I asked.
Sh® swung full upon me, her eyes
aflame.
“Yes, all of them!” she cried. “Oh.
Master, receive me!” and she flung
herself on her knees by Silva’s chair.
CHAPTER XXI.
THE VISION IN THE CRYSTAL.
Silva iaid a hand tenderly upon the I
bowed head, as though in benediction, j
but I could have sworn there was un- j
a
holy triumph in his eyes. I caught but
a glimpse of it, for he veiled them
Instantly and bowed his head, and his
lips moved as if in prayer. The kneel
ing figure was quivering with sobs;
I could hear them in her throat; amd
my heart turned sick as I saw how
she permitted his stressing touch.
Then, suddenly, she sprang erect, and
without a glance at me hurried from
the room.
There was silence for a moment,
then Silva arose and faced me.
“You see how It is, Mr. Lester?” he
said.
"Yes,” I answered dryly, “I see how
it is.”
I refolded the will, slipped it back
into its envelop, restored it to the
drawer, made sure that all the pack
ets were there, too, replaced the drawer
in the safe, closed the door, twirled
the knob, swung the shelves into place
in front of it, and finally, my self con
trol artially regained, turned back
to Silva.
“Well,” I said, and my voice sounded
very flat, “let us sit down and talk it
over.”
He wheeled his chair around to face
me and sat down. I looked at him in
silence for a moment. The man was
virile, dominant; there was in his as
pect something impressive and com
pelling. Small wonder this child of
19 had found herself unable to stand
against him.
“1 know what is in your mind,” he
said at last. “But, after all, it was
her father’s wish. That should weigh
with you.”
“Her father was mad.”
“I deny it. He was very sane. He
found the way and he has set her feet
upon it.”
“What way?” I demanded. “Where
does it lead?”
"The way of life. It leads to peace
and happiness.”
He uttered the words as with final
ity; but I shrugged them impatiently
away.
“Don’t float off into your mysticism,”
r said. "Let us keep our feet on the
earth. You may be sincere, or you
may not—it is impossible for me to
say. But I know this—it is not fair
to that child to take her at her word.
She doesn't realize what she is doing.
I don’t know what it is you plan for
her, but before you do anything, she
must have a chance to find herself.
She must be taken out of this atmos
phere into a healthier one, until she
has rallied from the shock of her
father’s death, and emerged from the
shadow of his influence. She must
have time to get back her self control.
Then, if she chooses to return, well
and good.”
"To all your ’musts,’ Mr. Lester,” re
torted Silva, “I can only say that I am
willing. I have not lifted a finger to
detain her. But what if she will not
go?”
"Then she must be made to go.”
“Another ’must,’ ” he rejoined light
ly. “I would remind you that she is
mistress of her own actions. Neither
you nor I can compel her to do any
thing she does {lot wish to do. It has
been a great happiness to me that she
has chosen as she has; it would have
been a great sorrow to me had she
decided differently. But I should have
acquiesced. Now it is for you to ac
quiesce. After ail, what claim have
you upon her?”
"I admit that I have no claim,” I
said, more calmly. "But there is one
who has a claim, and to whom she is
bound to listen.”
"You refer, no doubt, to that mis
guided young man who is now in
prison?”
"I refer to Frederic Swain, yes.” I
retorted hotly. "It is true he is in pris
on. And how did he get there? By
coming when she called him, by try
ing to assist her.”
"Was it assisting her to kill her
father?” queried Silva, and his lips
were curled with scorn.
I paused a moment to make sure of
my self-control, for it seemed to be
slipping from me.
"Senor Silva,” I said, at last, “how
her father came to his death I do not
know; but I do know that Swain had
no hand in it.”
"Yet he is is prison,” he reminded
me.
“Innocent men have been in prison
before this. I will get him out.”
“By what means?”
“By finding the real murderer!” I
said, and looked at him with eyes
which I know were bloodshot.
He returned my gaze steadily.
“So you think I am the murderer?”
he asked, quietly.
“I got a grip of myself—I saw that
I had gone too far.
“I do not know what to think,” I
answered. "I am seeking light. In any
event, Swain merits some considera
tion. Miss Vaughan should, at least,
listen to what he has to say. She
promised to marry him.”
“She^has withdrawn that promise.”
“She has never said so.”
"She has withdrawn it in choosing
as she has chosen. They who serve
In the temple of Siva turn their backs
an marriage.”
I put the words away from me with
i gesture.
“That means nothing to me,” I said.
‘I know nothing of the temple of Siva.
I wish to know nothing, for mysticism
repels me. But I do know that she
stave her word; I do know that she
oved him.”
“Earthly love fades and passes,"
laid the yogi, solemnly. “Shj has given
ier heart to the master,” and he made
tis gesture of reverence.
There was anger in my eyes as I
ooked at him. How was one to reply
:o such jargon?
“I would point out to you, Senor
Silva,” I said, “that Miss Vaughan is
lot yet of legal age, and so not quite
ler own mistress."
“IJoes your law interfere in matters
if the heart?" he inquired blandly;
‘or in matters of religion?" '
“No,” I said, flushing at his irony;
‘but the law demands that, until she
s of age, she have a guardian to pro
,ect her interests. I shall ask that one
ie appointed at once."
"To thut,” said the yogi, "I have not
lie least objection. In fact, Mr. Ees
:er, I do not know why you should tell
ne your plans. But, for some reason,
vou seem to regard me as an adver
sary. i am not—I am no man's ad
versary. I object to nothing: I have
io right to object to anything. I am
simply Miss Vaughan's friend and well
wisher, and seek her happiness. I
ihould like to be your friend also.”
“And Swain's?” I queried, a little
irutallv.
“The friend of all men.” said the
yogi, simply. "They are all my broth
ers. We are children of the same
Great Spirit."
I was silent for a moment. Then I
took Swain’s letter from my pocket.
"If you are sincere," I said, "you can
easily prove it. I have a letter here
from Swain. He gave it to me to
day, and I promised to give it to Miss
Vaughan tonight."
Without a word, he crossed to the
bell and rang it. The maid answered.
"Mr. Lester has a letter which you
will give to your mistress," ho said.
"And you will wait for an unswer,"
X added.
The girl took the letter and went
away. Silva sat down again, and when
11 glanced at him, I saw Hint his eyes
j were closed. Five minutes passed, and
the girl appeared again at the door.
"Muss Vaughan says there is no
answer, sir,” she said, and let the cur
tain fall Into place again.
I made a gesture of despair; I felt
that the game was lost.
"After all, Mr. Lester,” said Silva,
kindly, “what is this fate that you
would prepare for her? You seek her
marriage with a young man who, when
I saw him, appeared to me merely
commonplace. Admitting for the mo
ment that lie is innocent of this crime,
you would, nevertheless, condemn her
to an existence flat and savorless, dif
fering in no essenltal from that of tho
beasts of tho Held.”
“it is tho existence of all normal
people," I pointed out, "and the one
which they are happiest in.”
"But Miss Vaughan would not bo
happy. She has too great a soul; that
young man is not worthy of her. Y’ou
yourself have felt it!”
1 could not deny it.
"Few men are worthy of a good
woman,” I said lamely.
"Xaugh! Good woman!" and he
snapped his fingers. "X abhor tho
words! They aro simply cant! But
a great woman, a woman of insight,
of imagination—ah, for such a woman
the way that X prepare is the only way.
There she will find joy and inspira
tion; there she will grow in knowl
edge; there she will breathe the breuth
of life! Mr. Lester," and he leuned
forward suddenly, "Xiuve you the cour
age tP consult the sphere?”
“What do you mean?"
"You saw how I spent the
Whdto Night of Siva," ajtd lie
made his gesture of reverence.
"Will you gaze for an hour on the
crystal?”
"For what purpose?"
“I do not know what may be revealed
to you,” he answered. “That is in the
keeping of the Holy One. Perhups
nothing; perhaps much. Will you make
the trial?”
His eyes were distended with excite
ment, his lips were trembling with
eagerness.
"I feel that it will not be in vain!”
Vin o rlrlnrl
There was something compelling in
his gaze. After all, why not? I strug
gled to my feet.
With a strange smile, he held back
the curtain, and I passed before him
into the hall and up the stairs. As I
hesitated at the top, he opened the
door into the entry, and again my
senses were assaulted by a heavy,
numbing odor. In the middle of the
room the crystal sphere glowed soft
ly.
"Take your place upon the couch,” he
said; “sit thus, with your legs crossed,
and your hands folded before you. But
first, listen to me. There is in this no
magic; this sphere is merely a shell of
crystal, in which a small lamp burns.
It serves only to concentrate the mind,
to enable it to forget the world and to
turn in upon itself. The visions which
will come to you, if any come, will
come from within and not from with
out. They will be such visions as tno
Holy One may will; and by the Holy
One I mean that Spirit which pervades
the universe, even to its farthest
bound; the Spirit which is in all of us
alike; the Spirit which Is In good men
and in bad, men like you and me, and
men lfke the one who slew my pupil.
It Is with this Spirit, if the Holy One
so wills, that you will eommune, so
that you will see no longer with the
poor eyes of the body, but with eyes
from which nothing is concealed, either
in the past or in the future. Do you
understand?”
“I think so,” I murmured, unable to
take my eyes from the glowing circle.
"Then to the Holy One I commend
thee!” said the yogi, and sat down on
the couch opposite me.
I felt that his eyes were upon me,
but mine were upon the sphere, and in
a moment I was no longer aware of
him. I was aware only of the glow
ing circle, which seemed to widen and
widen until the whole universe re
volved within it. The sun and the
moon and the stars were there, and
I gazed at them as from a great dis
tance. I saw stars glow and fade; I
saw great nebulae condense to points
of light, and disintegrate to dust; then,
slowly, slowly, a single planet swung
into vley, 1,000,000 miles away, at first,
but growing clearer and mare clear,
until I was looking down upon its seas
and continents; and suddenly, as It
turned hefore me, I recognized the
earth. Europe, Asia, the broad Paciflo
swung below me; then land again—
America! I saw great mountains,
broad plains, and mighty rivers.
(Continued next week.)
Burial of a Tramp.
From the Spokane Cathedral Chimes.
A tramp about 30 years old was foupd
dying near a Missouri haystack. He died
without speaking and could not be Identi
fied. A subscription wgs taken for hla
burial, and Dew clothes and a coffin were
bought. The man whs burled In the vll
lago cemetery without the services of a
minister, without flowers or mourners, but
with becqmlng reverencp.
The following touching words were
those which a local newspaper used In
describing the Incident:
■'From whence ho came we do not
know. Where he has gone wo can only
hope. Before departing he suffered and
paid the price of whatever wrong he may
have done here. We did for him the best
we could for the sake of some mother, sis
ter or brother in a land we know not
where. He was found In rags, breathing
his last. He Is how, we trust, in the bosom
of the great universal Father, clothed In
garments of brightness. Whatever was
given for him to do he has done, 111 or
well, we do not know.
•‘It may be some wife and child are
waiting for him beyond the great stretch
of plain and mountain. If they see this
they will know that at the last their loved
one fell Into Christian hands and was laid
In the sepulchre with dua reverence and
solemnity. By this they will know that
had we found him sooner every effort
would have been put forth to fan the ebb
ing spark of life Into vigor. Ills body has
received careful consideration of a Chris
tian gentleman In a Christian land. To us
he It not a tramp, but a member of
;the great brotherhood of man, our kins
man by blood. We have treated him as
we would be treated should the turmoil
of life’s great battle cast us out on the
edges of the field whore the land Is
strange, the faces of the people unfamil
iar. It may be you. It may be I, to whom
tills shall some day come. We pray to
the good God that It may not be so, but
we can not tell.
"Life is strange. There is no time be
tween the raising of the tlnv hands above
the soft covering to the tottering of ach
ing limbs at the edge of die tomb, where
we can tell surely what the next hour will
bring. No one is rich enough and great
enough to say that such a fate as befell
this poor wanderer will never be mine.
"The lesson? Here it Is: "Inasmuch as
ye have done it unto one of the least of
these, ye have done it unto Me."
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fuel fur iu'-uiuutivuM
' ' ' ■" ..... .— >4
Everyone Should
Drink Hot Water
in the Morning
Wash away all the stomach, liv
er, and bowel poisons be
fore breakfast.
To feel your best day In and day
out, to feel clean inside; no sour bile
to coat your tongue and sicken your
breath or dull your head; no constipa
tion, bilious attacks, sick headache,
colds, rheumatism or gassy, acid stom
ach, you must bathe on the insido like
you bathe outside. This Is vastly
more important, because the skin
pores do not absorb impurities into
the blood, whllo the bowel pores do,
says a well-known physician.
To keep these poisons and toxins
well flushed from the stomach, liver,
kidneys and bowels, drink before
breakfast each day, a glass of hot wa
ter with a teaspoonful of limestone
phosphate in it. This will cleanse,
purify and freshen the entire alimen
tary tract, before putting more food
into the stomach.
Get a quarter pound of limestone
phosphate from your druggist or at
the store. It is inexpensive and al
most tasteless, except a sourish
tinge which is not unpleasant. Drink
phosphated hot water every morning
to rid your system of these vile poi
sons and toxins; also to prevent their
formation.
To feel like young folks feel; like
you felt before your blood, nerves and
muscles became saturated with an ac
cumulation of body poisons, begin this
treatment and above all, keep it up!
As soap and hot water act on the skin,
cleansing, sweetening and purifying,
so limestone phosphate and hot water
before breakfast, act on the stomach,
liver, kidneys and bowels.—Adv.
Her Choice.
"Your daughter," said Mrs. Oldcastle
after being conducted through the
newly furnished wing of the magnifi
cent palace occupied by the Billing
tons, “lias such a splendid vocabu
lary.”
“Do you think so?” her hostess re
plied. "Josiah wanted to get her one
of them escritoires, but I made up my
mind right at the start that a vocabu
lary would look better in a room fur
nished like hers is, even if it didn’t
cost quite so much.”
BABY’S ITCHING SKIN
Quickly Soothed and Healed by
Cuticura. Trial Free.
Bathe with hot water and Cuticura
Soap. If there is any irritation anoint
gently with Cuticura Ointment on end
of Anger. Refreshing slumber for rest
less, fretful babies usually follows the
use of these super-creamy emollients.
They are a boon to tired mothers.
Free sample each by mail with Book.
Address postcard, Cuticura, Dept. L,
Boston. Sold everywhere.—Adv.
Prudent Politeness.
"Do you think a man ought to speak
generously of a political foe?”
"Sometimes,” replied Senator Sor
ghum. “It may convey the impres
sion that you aren’t afraid of him.”
Lend a man a quarter today and
he’s apt to strike you for a dollar to
morrow. |
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The old standard remedy In tablet
form Mo unpleasant aftereffects No
opiates Cures colds in 24 hours Ls
Grippe In 3 days Money back if it
falls
Insist on genuine—Box with red top—
Mr. Hill's picture on it 25 Cents.
At Any Dro* Store
W. H. Hill Company, Detroit
The Army of
Constipation
Is Growing Smaller Every Day.
CARTER S LITTLE
LIVER PILLS are
responsible — they
not only give relief '
— they perma
nently cure Con-^
stipation. Mil^
lions use,
them for
Bilionineu,
Indigestion, Sick Headache, Sallow Skio.
SMALL PILL, SMALL DOSE. SMALL PRICE
Genuine must bear Signature
Tumors and Lupub successfully
treated without knifeorpain. All
work guaranteed. Came, or
write for Free Illustrated Book
L Dr. WILLIAMS SANATORIUM
—RRgOUnhrarsityAr^ Mianea polis. Miss.
Farmers Attention!
Did you know that you could buy Hull In.
surance by mailt and savo the middle men’*
firoOta or about one-fourth the cost of your
nsurance. Write telling us how much you
farm, what county you are in, and how much
insurance you want to carry and let us figure
with you.
F. L. McCLURE SIOUX CITY, IA.
PILES * treat piles by a mild safe
method without knife or
U R E D hospital operation. Estate
ilahed for years. Write for list of patients.
C T. Clement, M. D.. 33S Good Blk.. Dea Moines
Seed Corn—10,000 Bu., $2.25 liu.; big ylelder;
ripens In 105 days. Send for samples. J.
W. HAYES, Farmer. Elizabethtown, Ohio.
SIOUX CITY PTG. CO., NO. 12-1916.
A Light Dream.
Prof. Ulric Dahlgren of Princeton
university predicts that the time will
come when the luciferous substance
of chemical composition carried by
fireflies, certain fish and other ani
mals, will be used for Illuminating
houses, etc. He believes that this
will come about when the nature and
proportions of the chemical constitu
ents of these substances are discov
ered, and says they will give a light
having an efficiency of 99 per cent In
stead of the 15 per cent produced by
lights now in use.
Some people are like cider—sweet
enough until It is time to work.
Probably the best way to get rich
quick is to go slow.
Makers of alarm clocks are among
those who do a rousing business.
Some people always sit on the fam.
Uy blister^ and keep them Irritated.
so nervous
I could fly!”
Colds Make Backs Ache
MORE aching backs, more kidney troubles come in March, than in I
any other month. Slushy sidewalks, dampness, raw winds and
sudden changes cause chills and colds. And chills or colds tend to |
hurt the kidneys. It is good sense to use a kidney remedy when recov
ering from a cold and at any time when suffering from a lame back,
sharp pains when stooping or lifting, dizzy spells, irregular or annoy
ing kidney action, and a run-down, nervous state. : |
Don’t delay and take a chance of getting dropsy, gravel, Bright’s
disease or some other serious kidney disease. Use Doan's Kidney
Pills, the best-recommended, special kidney remedy. All over the
world grateful people frankly praise Doan’s.
Here’s What South Dakota People Says :
John S. Miles, 613 W. Seventh Mrs. I. N. Nelson, Bellevlew Ad- a
Ave., Mltcliell, S. D.. says: "Doan's dition, Belle Fourche. S. D., says:
Kidney Pills are certainly a fine "I suffered a lot with my back,
kidney medicine. They hare The kidney secretions bothered me
brought me relief and have alse and I was so languid I couldn’t do I
helped ethers of my family. I have my housework. At times, I was
takea this remedy for a cold on my overcome with dizziness and when
kldneys and it has always done me ever I caught cold. It settled on my
a world of good. I only hope that kidneys, making the trouble worse,
other kidney sufferers will read my After using Doan's Kidney Pills
statement and be helped by my ex- awhile I found relief and 1 have :
perlence.” felt much better ever since.” j
DOAN *S VSIV
At All Stores, 50c a Box Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y.
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