■«Im Are All night. A curious occurrence shows the sen timent of the Swiss people. They have «*pre«wd great Interest In the s’ltTer Ing Armenians, and hsve contributed freely for the support of the orphans. But a German professor In the Univer sity of Berne criticised this movement ^R*nd declared that the Armenians were <■' not worthy of these marks of sym ® pathy. Shortly nfter he asked to be naturalized and received ns a citizen of Berne; but hie request was refused by a vote of 300 against 300. Every cough makes your throat more raw and irritable. Every cough congests the lining membrane of your lungs. Ceasetearing your throat and lungs in this way. Put the parts ct rest and Sive them a chance to eat. You will need some help to do this, and you will find it in Ajjep/s Cherry Pectoral From the first dote the auiet and rest begin: the ckling In the throat ceases; the spasm weak ens; the cough disap pears. 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He read, long Into the night, by the kerosene lamp In the sitting room, stories of adventure and of youths going forth Into the world In search of fortune and of fume. He longed for a wider field. He dreamed of conquests, of piles of gold, of ex plorations into unknown countries, and of experiences In life such a-s nev er entered the mind of plodding John. Ho detested the aorry life of the farm, with the homely environment, the old, old routine, day In, day out, and fin ally, after several years of mi com plaining servitude, lie determined to run away. He was IS then, Kor two years be had saved every penny, every nickel, every dime that had fallen in his way, and ere long noted that the dollars were taking care of themselves in a little company of their own. There were forty-two of thorn In the stone Jar on the shelf at the bead of his bed. "I will do It!" he exclaimed to him self In the dim darkness. "I will do It-” His thoughts were broken In upon by the cry of a woman down below, at the foot of the stairs. "William, William, It’s lima to go for the milk." “Ah, me!” mnrmurred the boy to himself, "another night has come. I must trudge, trudge on, through snow, through sunshine, and through rain, to that old farmhouse nearly two miles down the turnpike for milk. But this shall be my last walk— ” “William, William, ain’t yew ever goln’ fur that milk?” Again the feminine voice from the foot of the stairway. “Yes, mother. I'm cornin’ now." The boy dropped all the 942 Into his trousers pockets, and, after placing the stone jar back on It* shelf at the head of the bed, slowly shambled down the atalra. “There’s tb' pall, William," said his mother, pointing toward the table drawn up by the kitchen window. William took It and passed out Into the deepening darkness. As he walk ed down that road the whole eighteen years of his monotonous existence, called life, unrolled themselves before bla mind’s eye. He remembered the old swimming bole, the eager bunts for birds’ nests In (be days agone, the “atone bruise" he carried to school with him al lone spring, and the beech whistles he used to make at recess. And the squirrel hunts and tho games of youth, all the different scenes of his life were enacted again for him In the playhouse of his mem STAGGERED TO THE DOOR, ory. And at the end he said to him self: “Well, it Is oyer now, for to night I shall go away. Never again will William take home the night’s milk. This Is my last walk.” He stumbled along the rocky path to the milk houBe on Green's farm, and then he trudged back over that coun try road. The moon was rising. Al ready a soft, silvery light flecked the foliage of the woods on the left, and rast shimmering shadows on the stone walls. And William dreamed of the wealth of the Indies that would one day be his, of the fame, the glory, and the great good name that awaited him out in the world, beyond the ken of life on the Whittles)’ farm. Suddenly the boy stopped so sud denly, indeed, that the frothing milk slopped over the top of the pail and fell In two splashes, one on the road, the other on tils trousers, "I shall not go home. 1 shall leave now!" he cried. He walked to the edge of the road and peered iuto tho white lighted woods. *'I must hide the pull,” he said, “but where?’* For a moment bo stood in th* shadow thinking. “I remember!” he exclaimed. “The old blasted tree trunk. I will put the pall there.'* He walked a few rode further up the rood and then shrered off Into the woods. Hy and by he rente out Into the moon light again. He hsd carried out the plaa that had suggested liaelf to hi# mind. The mtlh pell had been placed la the old tree trunk. Then Wllllnm turned end went bark down the rouatry road “Yea,” the station sgenl at the crossing told him. “there will be a train aioag lor the West la thirty mlawtee.” William Whittle#! hart dreamed id Colorado. and 'Iwae there be meeut to g«> ts h 'i- laur !n< win ro