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CHAPTER XII—Continued
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"And have Miss Beeton’s subse
quent observations been helpful to
you, doctor?” asked Vance.
"No, I can’t say that they have,"
Siefert admitted.
Vance was studying the tip of his
cigarette. Presently he asked:
"Has the nurse’s presence in the
house resulted in any information
regarding the general situation
here?”
"Nothing that I had not already
known. In fact, her observations
have merely substantiated my own
conclusions. It’s quite possible, too,
that she herself may unwittingly
have augmented the animosity be
tween young Garden and Swift, for
she has intimated to me once or
twice a very strong suspicion that
she is personally interested in Floyd
Garden.”
Vance looked up with augmented
interest.
"What, specifically, has given you
that impression, doctor?”
“Nothing specific,” Siefert told
him. “I have, however, observed
them together on several occasions,
and my impression was that some
sentiment existed there.”
The nurse appeared at the door
at that moment to announce the ar
rival of the medical examiner, and
Vance asked her to bring Doctor
Doremus up to the study.
"I might suggest,” said Siefert
quickly, “that, with your consent,
it would be possible to have the
medical examiner accept my ver
dict of death due to an accidental
overdose of barbital and avoid the
additional unpleasantness of an au
topsy.”
“Oh, quite.” Vance nodded. “That
was my intention.” He turned to
the district attorney. “All things
considered, Markham,” he said "I
think that might be best. There’s
nothing to be gained from an autop
sy.
Markham nodded in reluctant ac
quiescence as Doremus was led into
the room by Miss Beeton. After a
brief interchange of explanations
and comments Doremus readily
agreed to Markham’s suggestion.
Doctor Siefert rose and looked
hesitantly at Vance. “You will not
need me further, I trust.”
“Not at the moment, doctor.”
Vance rose also and bowed formal
ly. “We may, however, communi
cate with you later . . . And, Miss
Beeton, please sit down.”
The girl came forward and
seated herself in the nearest chair,
as the men went down the passage
way.
“I don’t mean to trouble you un
duly, Miss Beeton,” said Vance;
“but we should like to have a first
hand account of the circumstances
surrounding the death of Mrs. Gar
den.”
“I wish there was somthing defi
nite I could tell you,” the nurse re
plied readily in a business-like man
ner, “but all I know is that when I
arose this morning, a little after
seven, Mrs. Garden seemed to be
sleeping quietly. After dressing I
went to the dining-room and had my
breakfast; and then I took a tray
in to Mrs. Garden. She always
had tea and toast at eight o’clock.
It wasn’t until I had drawn up the
shades and closed the windows, that
I realized something was wrong. I
spoke to her and she didn’t answer
me; and when 1 tried to rouse her
I got no response. I saw then that
she was dead. I called Doctor Sie
fert at once, and he came over as
quickly as he could.”
“You sleep, I believe, in Mrs.
Garden’s room?”
The nurse inclined her head.
“Yes. You see, Mrs. Garden fre
quently needed some small service
in the night.”
“Had she required your attention
at any time during the night?”
“No. The injection Doctor Sie
fert gave her before he left her
seemed to have quieted her and
she was sleeping peacefully when I
went out—”
“You went out last night? ,
What time did you leave the
house?” asked Vance.
“About nine o’clock. Mr. Floyd
Garden suggested it, assuring me
that he would be here and that he
thought I needed a little rest.’
“Had you no professional qualms
about leaving a sick patient at such
a time?”
“Ordinarily I might have had,”
the girl returned resentfully; “but
Mrs. Garden had never shown me
any consideration. She was the most
selfish person I ever knew. Any
way, I explained to Mr. Floyd Gar
den about giving his mother a tea
spoonful of the medicine if she
should wake up and show any signs
of restlessness. And then I went
out into the park.”
“At what time did you return,
Miss Beeton?”
“It must have been about elev
en,” she told him.
“Mrs. Garden was asleep when
you came in?”
The girl turned her eyes to Vance
before answering.
“I—I thought—she was asleep,”
she said hesitantly. “Her color was
all right. But perhaps—even then—”
“Yes, yes. I know,” Vance put
in quickly. “By the by, did you
notice anything changed—anything,
let us say, out of place—in the room,
on your return?”
The nurse shook her head slowly.
“No. Everything seemed the
same to me. The windows and
shades were just as I had left
them, and—Wait, there was some
thing. The glass I had left on the
night-table with drinking water was
empty. 1 rcfilleu it before going to
bed.”
Vance looked up quickly. “And
the bottle of medicine?”
“I didn’t particularly notice that;
but it must have been just as I had
left it, for I remember a fleeting
sense of relief because Mrs. Gar
den hadn’t needed a dose of medi
cine.”
CHAPTER XIII
Vance seemed profoundly puzzled
and said nothing for some time.
Then he glanced up suddenly.
"How much light was there in the
room?” he asked.
"Only a dim shaded night-light
by my bed."
“In that case, you might con
ceivably have mistaken an empty
bottle for one filled with a colorless
fluid.”
‘‘Yes, of course,” the nurse re
turned reluctantly. “That must
have been the case. Unless ...”
Her voice trailed off.
“Tell me, when did you discover
that all the medicine was gone?”
Vance asked.
“Shortly before Doctor Siefert ar
rived this morning. I moved the
bottle when I was arranging the
table, and realized it was empty.”
“I think that will be all just now,
Miss Beeton.” Vance glanced at the
girl sombrely and then turned
away. “Really, y’ know, I'm deuced
sorry. But you’d better not plan
on leaving here just yet. We will
undoubtedly want to see you again
today.”
Heath, who had been waiting in
the passageway for the girl’s dis
missal, came in to report that Sie
fert and Doremus had departed,
and that Floyd Garden had made
the necessary arrangements for the
removal of his mother’s body.
“And what do we do now, Mr.
Vance?” Heath asked.
“Oh, we carry on, Sergeant,”
Vance was unusually serious. “I
want to talk to Floyd Garden first.
Send him up. And call one of your
men; but stay on the job down
stairs yourself till he arrives. We
may get this affair cleared up to
day.”
Footsteps sounded in the passage
way, and Floyd Garden entered the
study. He appeared deeply shaken.
"I can’t stand much today. What
do you want?”
“We understand just how you
feel,” Vance said. "It was not my
intention to bother you unnecess’ri
ly. But if we are to get at the truth,
we must have your co-operation.”
“Go ahead, then,” Garden mum
bled.
“We must have as many details
as possible about last night. Did
your expected guests come?”
Garden nodded cheerlessly “Oh,
yes. Zalia Graem, Madge Weather
by, and Kroon.”
"Was there any one else here?”
“No, that was all.”
“Which of your visitors arrived
first?”
Garden took the pipe from his
mouth and looked up swiftly.
“Zalia Graem. She came at half
past eight, I should say. Why?”
“Merely garnerin’ facts,” Vance
replied indifferently. “And how long
after Miss Graem came in did Miss
Weatherby and Kroon arrive?”
"About half an hour. They came
a few minutes after Miss Beeton
had gone out.”
Vance returned the man’s steady
scrutiny.
“What time did your guests de
part?” he asked.
“A little after midnight. Sneed
brought in sandwiches about half
past eleven. Then we had another
round of highballs.”
“Miss Beeton had returned by
then, of course?”
"Yes, long before that. I heard
her come in about eleven."
"And after your guests had gone,
what did you do?”
“I sat up for half an hour or so,
had another drink and a pipe; then
I shut up the front of the house and
turned in.”
Vance lighted another cigarette,
took several deep inhalations on it,
and settled himself deeper in the
chair.
“To go back a bit,” he said casu
ally. “The sleeping medicine Doc
tor Siefert prescribed for your
mother seems to constitute a some
what crucial point in the situation.
Did you have occasion to give her
a dose of it while the nurse was
out?”
Garden drew himself up sharply
and set his jaw.
‘‘No, I did not,” he said through
his teeth.
Vance took no notice of the
change in the man’s manner.
“The nurse, I understand, gave
you explicit instructions about the
medicine before she went out. Will
you tell me exactly where this
was?”
“In the hall,” Garden answered
with a puzzled frown. “Just out
side the den door. I had left Zalia
in the drawing-room and had gone
to tell Miss Beeton she might go
out for a while. I waited to help
her on with her coat. It was then
she told me what to do in case the
mater woke up and was restless.”
“And when she had gone you re
turned to the drawing-room?”
“Yes, immediately.” Garden still
looked puzzled. “That’s exactly
what I did. And a few minutes
later Madge and Kroon arrived.”
There was a short silence during
which Vance smoked thoughtfully.
“Tell me, Garden,” he said at
length, “did any of your guests en
ter your mother’s room last night?”
Garden's eyes opened wide: color
came back into his face, and he
sprang to his feet.
“God God, Vance! Zalia was in
mother’s room!”
Vance nodded slowly. “Very in
terestin’. Yes, quite ... I say,
do sit down. Light your beastly
pipe, and tell us about it.”
Garden hesitated a moment. He
laughed harshly and resumed his
seat.
“Damn it! You take it lightly
enough,” he complained. “That
may be the whole explanation."
"One never knows, does one?”
Vance returned indifferently. “Car
ry on."
Garden had some difficulty get
ting his pipe going again.
"It must have been about ten
o'clock,” he said at length. “The
mater rang the little bell she keeps
‘‘1 Saw That She Was Dead.”
on the table beside her bed, and
I was about to answer it when Zalia
jumped up and said she would see
what the mater wanted.”
“And did you yourself go into
your mother’s room at any time
during Miss Beeton’s absence?”
“No, I did not!” Garden looked
defiantly at Vance.
‘‘And you’re sure that no one else
entered your mother’s room dur
ing the nurse’s absence?”
"Absolutely.”
"And who was it," Vance went on,
"that first suggested going home?”
Garden pondered the question.
“I believe it was Zalia.”
Vance got up.
“Awfully good of you, Garden, to
let us bother you with these queries
at such a time,” he said kindly.
“We’re deuced grateful . . You
won’t be leaving the house today?”
Garden shook his head as he too
stood up.
“Hardly,” he said. “I’ll stay in
with father. He’s pretty well brok
en up.”
Garden went morosely from the
room.
When he had gone Vance stood
for a moment in front of Markham,
eyeing him with cynical good-na
ture.
“Not a nice case, Markham. As
I said.”
He moved toward the window and
looked out. “But I have things pret
ty well in hand. The pattern is
shaping itself perfectly. I’ve fitted
together all the pieces. Markham
all but one. And I hold that piece
too, but I don’t know where it goes,
or how it fits into the ensemble.”
Markham looked up. “What’s the
piece that’s bothering you, Vance?”
“Those disconnected wires on the
buzzer. They bother me frightfully.
I know they have a bearing on the
terrible things that have been going
on here . .” He turned from the
window and walked up and down
the room several times, his head
down, his hands thrust deep into
his pockets. “Why should those
wires have been disconnected?” he
murmured, as if talking to him
self. “How could they have been
related to Swift’s death or to the
shot we heard? There was no mech
anism. No, I’m convinced of that.
After all, the wires merely connect
two buzzers ... a signal ... a
signal between upstairs and down
stairs ... a signal—a call—a line
of communication ...”
Suddenly he stopped his medita
tive pacing. He was now facing
the door into the passageway and
he stared at it as if it were some
thing strange—as if he had never
seen it before.
"Oh, my aunt!” he exclaimed.
‘‘My precious aunt! It was too ob
vious.” He wheeled about to Mark
ham, a look of self-reproach on his
face. “The answer was here all
time," he said. “It was sim
ple—and I was looking for com
plexities . . . The picture is com
plete now, Markham. Everything
fits. Those disconnected wires mean
that there’s another murder con
templated.”
He led the way downstairs. Heath
was smoking gloomily in the lower
hall.
“Sergeant,” Vance said to him,
“phone Miss Graem, Miss Weather
by. Kroon — and Hammle. Have
them all here late this afternoon—
say six o’clock. Floyd Garden can
help you in getting in touch with
them.”
“They’ll be here, all right, Mr.
Vance," Heath assured him.
"And Sergeant, as soon as you
have taken care of this, telephone
me. I want to see you this after
noon. I’ll be at home. But wait
here for Snitkin and leave him in
charge. No one is to come here
but those I've asked you to get,
and no one is to leave the apart
ment. And. above all, no one is
to be permitted to go upstairs either
to the study or the garden . . . I’m
staggerin’ along now.”
•’I'll be phoning you by the time
you get home, Mr. Vance.”
Vance went to the front door, but
paused with his hand on the knob.
"I think I’d better speak to Gar
den about the gathering before I go.
Where is he. Sergeant?”
“He went into the den when he
came downstairs," Heath told him
with a jerk of the head.
Vance walked up the hall and
opened the den door. I was just
behind him. As the door swung in
ward and Vance stepped over the
threshold, we were confronted by
an unexpected tableau. Miss Bee
ton and Garden were standing just
in front of the desk, outlined against
the background of the window. The
nurse’s hands were pressed to her
faefe, and she was leaning against
Garden, sobbing. His arms were
about her.
At the sound or Vance s entry
they drew away from each other
quickly. The girl turned her head
to us with a sudden motion, and I
could see that her eyes were red
and filled with tears. She caught
her breath and, turning with a start,
half ran through the connecting
door into the adjoining bedroom.
“I’m frightfully sorry,” Vance
murmured. “Thought you were
alone.”
“Oh, that’s all right,” Garden re
turned, although it was painfully
evident the man was embarrassed.
“But I do hope, Vance, you won’t
misunderstand. Everything, you
know, is in an emotional upheaval
here. I imagine Miss Beeton had
all she could stand yesterday and
today, and when I found her in
here she seemed to break down,
and—put her head on my shoulder.”
Vance raised his hand in good
natured indifference.
“Oh, quite, Garden. A harassed
lady always welcomes a strong
masculine shoulder to weep on.
Most of them leave powder on one’s
lapel, don’ y’ know; but I’m sure
Miss Beeton wouldn’t be guilty of
that . . . Dashed sorry to inter
rupt you, but I wanted to tell you
before I went that I have instructed
Sergeant Heath to have all your
guests of yesterday here by six
o’clock this afternoon. Of course,
we’ll want you and your father here,
too. If you don’t mind, you might
help the sergeant with the phone
numbers.”
“I’ll be glad to, Vance,” Garden
returned. "Anything special in
mind?”
Vance turned toward the door.
“Yes. Oh, yes. Quite. I’m hop
in’ to clear this matter up later on.
Meanwhile I’m running along.
Cheerio.” And he went out, closing
the door.
As we walked down the outer hall
to the elevator, Vance said to Mark
ham somewhat sadly: “I hope my
plan works out, I don’t particular
ly like it. But I don’t like injustice,
either . . .”
We had been home but a very
short time when Sergeant Heath tel
ephoned as he had promised. Vance
went into the anteroom to answer
the call and closed the door after
him. A few minutes later he re
joined us and, ringing for Currie,
ordered his hat and stick.
"I’m running away for a while,
old dear,” he said to Markham. "In
fact, I’m joining the doughty ser
geant at the homicide bureau. But
I sha’n’t be very long. In the
meantime, I’ve ordered lunch for us
here.”
“For Heaven’s sake, Vance, what
are you planning?”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Queen Elizabeth’s Gowns
Queen Elizabeth is said to have
left more than three thousand hab
its in her wardrobe when she died,
including gowns, petticoats, kirtles,
doublets, and mantles, some em
broidered with jewels and others
made of velvet and damask. A high
functionary who was received by
the queen in audience described her
dress as follows: "The queen had
two great pearls in her ears with
very big drops. She wore red false
hair and a small crown. Her neck
was uncovered and she had a huge
necklace of exceeding fine jewels.
Her gown was white silk all
bordered with white pearls as big
as beans. She wore a mantle of
blush silk shot with silver threads
and a very long train." She is de
scribed as "vain and effeminate,
though brusque and masculine.’’
HO$^RE
t/ouj&t),AY
/DR. JAMES W. BARTON
Talk* About ®
Chronic Arthritis.
WHEN we see so many individ
uals crippled with rheuma
tism we may wonder what chance
they have of living for any length
of time. Unable to use certain
joints, suffering more or less pain
at times or all the time, the effect
upon their appetite, digestion, bow
el activity, and outlook on life is
bound to affect their health and
Dr. Barton
length of life.
Dr. H. A. Nissen,
Boston, in the
Maine Medical
Journal attempts to
standardize, at least
roughly, the length
of time the rheu
matic or arthritic
patient is likely to
live. The clinical
course of 500 ar
thritic patients was
charted and ana
lyzed. The cases
where the arthritic or rheumatic
symptoms had existed for less than
five years were not included in this
study. The duration of the* rheu
matic symptoms ranged from live
to twenty years.
In any group of so-called ar
thritic patients 68 per cent (about 7
in 10) can be assurred of im
provement. The remaining 32 per
cent or 3 in 10 are the ones which
Dr. Nissen states physicians should
carefully study, keeping a careful
record so as to be able to measure
or compare the changes in the
course of the arthritis.
Knowledge Worth the Effort.
This may mean patience and ef
fort but the knowledge gained will
be worth the effort expended if it
proves to show the degree of arthri
tic disturbance, and what the fu
ture holds out in the way of en
couragement for the patient.
It is only by this long patient ef
fort that the physician can really
know whether his care of the case
has been good, bad or indifferent.
There is no question but the above
advice is sound because when an
ailment is an old or chronic one
such as arthritis, the patient, and
the physician also, are apt to try
various treatments for short periods
of time in an endeavor to get or
give quick relief.
The treatment of rheumatism or
arthritis today consists of the re
moval of any infection (in teeth,
tonsils, sinuses, gall bladder, intes
tine), diet—starch foods are cut
down; application of heat in some
form followed later by massage;
the moving or manipulation of the
joints; and the use of drugs known
as the salicylates.
Thus with 7 out of 10 arthritic
patients assured of improvement in
their condition, and the other 3 in
10 receiving careful supervision and
treatment, the outlook for length of
time and enjoyment of life for ar
thritics is encouraging.
* • •
The Building-Up Foods.
In the early days ol the automo
bile many of the women of the
country and the villages cast covet
ous eyes on the sleek, well fed,
well rounded women of the city who
went by in the open automobiles of
those days. “If those women had
as much work and worry as I have
they would not look so smooth,
sleek and placid.”
And today, we find that our wom
en of the country and village, and
even of the city itself are not at
all anxious to look sleek, well fed
and plump. In fact as two of
every five of our adult population
are believed to be overweight, it
would seem that perhaps a little
more work and worry would pre
vent the increase in weight.
Naturally then for one who wishes
to increase weight the main thought
is rest, light exercise to induce ap
petite and prevent constipation, and
a little extra food, rich in food
value. “Rest, relaxation and fresh
air are important parts of the
day’s schedule if the diet is to be
successful in increasing weight.”
However, despite the fact that
a tendency to thinness or leanness
seems to run in some families,
many individuals are underweight
because of some infected teeth or
tonsils, chronic sinus infection or
tuberculosis—that is, some underly
ing slow or low infection. Thus be
fore going on a diet rich in cal
ories (high caloric), a diligent
search for the cause of the under
weight should be made by a phy
sician and dentist. If no infection
can be found, then a diet 25 to 50
per cent richer than at present
should be taken because under
weight means a reduction of the
reserves—energy reserves—of the
body. An underweight cannot fight
an illness or infection as well as if
he were of normal weight, nor is he
capable of doing as much physical
or mental work.
The idea of a rich or high caloric
diet is to make sure that the food
contains all the materials needed
for the various tissues of the body,
and to this is added a further
amount of food to build extra tissue
or to replace tissue that has been
lost.
As mentioned before, starch and
fat foods are the great energy giv
ers, and proteids—meats, eggs, fish,
cereals—are the great builders or
rebuilders.
• CoDyrlsht.—WNU Servlc*.
Drainage of Farm
Roads Is Benefit
Repairing Should Be Done
Before Usual Work Has
to Be Started.
By E. R. Gross. Professor of AjfrlcuV
tural Engineering. New Jersey State
College.—WNU Service.
Timely repair is as necessary to
farm roads as it is to farm equip
ment. And the best time to make
repairs is before plowing and seed
sowing become the farmer’s prin
cipal concern.
Delay in making repairs to farm
roads can be costly to farmers, as
roads which are in bad condition
hinder transportation and may be
the cause of missing the opportuni
ties of a favorable market.
Since water does the greatest
amount of damage to roads, drain
age should be the first consideration
in their upkeep. Diverting the wat
er to roadside ditches prevents ero
sion but these ditches will not elim
inate sub-surface water which pre
vents a firm road bed. In low or
level places, lines of tile two to two
and one-half feet below the surface
should be run parallel to the road.
Having provided adequate drainage,
the grade may be restored or
even improved. The firm dry road
bed thus established will resist
much heavier traffic without break
ing down.
Dragging will keep sand, silt or
clay roads in good condition. Re
peated at frequent intervals, drag
ging tends to harden the top layers,
especially in clay soils. Thus a good,
firm road may be maintained by
proper draining, grading and ade
quate dragging. If a better type of
road is desired, surfacing may be
considered. Gravel, stone, a sand
asphalt blanket or other surfacing
materials may be used to advan
tage and for profit.
■
Feed Brood Sows Well
for Healthy Spring Pigs
To insure strong, healthy, vigor
ous pigs brood sows must be fed
satisfactory rations during the
gestation period, states H. G. Za
voral, extension animal husband
man, University Farm, St. Paul.
In sections where crops are nearly
normal, the principal ration for
breed sows will contain ground oats,
just enough corn or barley to keep
the sows in the desired condition,
and some protein feed such as skim
milk or tankage.
If alfalfa hay is available, some
of the second or third crop should
be fed to the sows in racks at all
times. The hay may be ground, too.
Good quality red clover or sweet
clover hay may be substituted for
alfalfa. Where skimmilk may not be
obtained, a protein mixture of 35
pounds of tankage, 35 pounds of soy
bean oil meal, and 30 pounds of
ground alfalfa meal may be fed in
a self-feeder. Ground alfalfa will
add to the bulk of the ration. With
the above protein supplement, a
mixture of two-thirds ground oats
and one-third barley will make a
satisfactory ration.
If barley is of malting quality,
however, oats may be fed alone
and the barley marketed in other
channels. Added to the oats ration,
however, should be two or three
ears of corn each day.
Water and salt should be available
at all times, and the sows should
have sufficient exercise. Feeding
them some distance from their
sleeping quarters will provide the
exercise.
Bracing Fruit Trees
Wind and ice and heavy crops of
fruit often break the limbs of fruit
trees, peach trees especially, and
these should be braced. Wire is prob
ably the best thing to use for this
purpose and it should be padded to
prevent the wire from cutting into
the limbs. A good padding material
is pieces of old automobile tires,
and the best time to do this work is
during the pruning operation. In
pruning peach trees care should be
taken to cut back the top branches,
which are often difficult to reach;
for unless this is done the lower
branches will soon become weak
and slender and finally die. Eventu
ally, this neglect will result in a
“leggy” tree.—Missouri Farmer.
Origin of Broccoli
Broccoli was fairly well known in
England about the second decade of
the Eighteenth century. Three vari
eties were recognized at that time
among which were a purple and a
white heading type. In 1778 four
varieties were cultivated in the
British Isles. There has been some
dispute as to the origin of the seed
but it is commonly thought that the
English seed was brought from
Italy. For a while it was recog
nized as “Italian asparagus.” The
culture for broccoli is very sim
ilar to that for cauliflower.
Balanced Ration Pays
A comparison of a herd feeding
a balanced ration and one feed
ing corn alone was made with the
following results in the Linn No. 3,
Iowa, C. T. A., writes Otto Bruns,
tester, in Hoard’s Dairyman. A herd
that was fed a balanced ration was
also fed according to individual pro
duction, and produced butterfat at
a cost of 11.5 cents per pound. The
herd that was fed corn alone had
a production cost of 24.9 cents per
pound, a difference of 13.4 cents
per pound.
One Cold Spot
The coldest spot on the earth is
not the North pole, nor even the
South pole, which is colder still.
The temperature drops lower in
parts of Siberia and other regions
of the world than it does at either
pole.
At Verkhoyansk, Siberia, a tem
perature of 90 degrees below zero
has been recorded, while the low
est temperatures at the North
pole are believed to be about 65
below zero. Temperatures of 73
and 77 below zero have been re
corded on the Anarctic ice barrier
but no winter figures are avail
able for the high plateau abound
the South pole.
Keep your body free of accumulat
ed waste, take Dr. Pierce’s Pleas
ant Pellets. 60 Pellets 30 cents. Adv.
Essence of Genius
Genius does its best. The es
sence of genius is not to shirk.
When You Want
to Alkalize
Stomach Fast
Try This Amazing Fast Way
—The "Phillips" Way
Millions Are Adopting
On every side today people are being
urged to alkalize their stomach. And
thus ease symptoms of “acid indiges
tion,” nausea and stomach upsets.
To gain quick alkalization, just do
this: Take two teaspoons of PHIL
LIPS’ MILK OF MAGNESIA 30
minutes after eating. OR — take two
Phillips’ Milk of Magnesia Tablets.
Relief comes almost at once —
usually in a few minutes. Nausea,
“gas” — fullness after eating and
“acid indigestion” pains leave. You
feel like a new person.
Try this way. Get either the liquid
“Phillips” or the remarkable, neu>
Phillips’ Milk of Magnesia Tablets.
Each one equals a teaspoon of the
liquid. Only *251 a box at all drug
stores.
ALSO IN TABLET FORM:
Each tiny tablet
ia the equivalent
of a teaapoon
ful of genuine
Phillips' Milk,
of Magneaia. /'
%
Phillips m’lkor
rniLLirs magnesia
When Consolidated
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most dynamic forces on earth.
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Some Justification
We love a boaster when he’s got
what it takes.
•JS? Your Nerves?
Read what Mrs. Harry
Lewis of 223 W. 8th St,
Sioux City, Iowa, said:
“Dr. Pierce’s Favorite
Prescription was of
wonderful benefit as a
tonic to me both before
and following childbirth.
It stimulated my appe
tite, helped to calm my
nerves and it strengthened me. hollowing
childbirth there is nothing better as a tonic
to help a woman regain her appetite and
strength.” Buy nowl New sire, tablets 50c.
Liquid $1 and $1.35. Drug stores everywhere.
,
THE CHEERFUL CHERUB
• •
I hate to lie awake
at m<$ht.
Of darkness I am
not afraid
But always I remember
then
The many awful breaks
Ive madej.
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