BEAUTIFUL CHILDREN Hade Well and Strong by Pe-ru-na. Ialice SCHAFER _ A Doctor's Littte Daughter Cured of Grip hy Pe-ru-na. Dr. R. Robbins, Physician and Sur geon of Muskogee, Indian Ter., writes: “ I have been a practicing physician for a good many years and was always Blow to take hold of patent medicines, but this winter my little girl and mv aelf were tak'-n with the grip. I was so bad ! was not able to sit up. I sent for a doctor, but he did me no good. “ Finally I sent and got a bottle of Pemua and commenced to take it. I took two bottles and my c >ugh was gone and my lungs loosened up and my head became clear. My little girl took the same way. “ It looked as though she would die, the was so sick. I gave her medicine, but it seemed to do her little good, so I sent and got one more cattle of Pe runs and commenced to give it to her. It was only a short time until she was getting along all right, so I give your medicine, Peruna, the praise for what it did for me and my dear little daugh ter.” Dr. R. Robbins. Mrs. Schafer, 43C Pope Ave.. St. Louis, Mo., writes: ‘‘In the early part of last year i wrote to you for advice for my daughter Alice, four years of age. “ She has been a puny, sickly, ailing chiid since her birth. She had convul sions and catarrhal fever. I was always doctoring until we commenced to use Peruna. She grew strong and well. Peruna is a wonderful tonic; the best medicine I have ever used."—Mra Schafer. Mrs. C. E. Long, the mother of little Mina Long, writes from Atwood, Colo., as follows: *• We can never thank you enough for the change you have made in our little one's health. Before she began taking your Peruna she suffered everything in the way of cough, colds and croup, hut now site has taken not quite a bottle of Peruna, and is well and strong as she has ever been in her life, tshe has not had the croup once since she began taking Peruna, and when she 'i f si MINA ^ ESTER —LONG h:*s a little cold a few doses of Peruna fixes her out all r glit. We can never praise it enough ''—Mrs. C. E. Long. Mrs. G. W. Heard, of Ilowth, Texas, writes to Hr. nartman in regain to ner uaoy gin, Huth: •• My little girl had some derange mcnt of the Bowels. She was a mere skeleton and we did not think she would ever get well. After giving her less than one bottle of Peruna she was sound and well. Sow she has n good appetite and is a picture of health.” Mrs. Heard also writes in regard to her son, Carl: ••My son's ears had been affected l since he was a babe only a few months old. The last year I thought he had almost lost his hearing and had a local physician treating him for about six weeks. Finally I began giving him j your remedy, and after he had taken two bottles he was entirely cured. I ; cannot praise Peruna enough.”—Mrs. \ O. \V. Heard. i I f you do not recei ve prompt and satis factory results from the use of Peruna, write at once to Dr. Hartman, giving a full statement of your case, and he will be pleased to give you his valuable ad vice gratis. Address Dr. Hartman, President of The Hartman Sanitarium, Columbus, O. •ILL Wtldirr FOR WORE THAN Half A CENTTJRY* Mtululn, Ck!!la and »r*r, and all Hfc CoapUlnU. All l*rnf(^Ni«, I'rltw tit eaati a ItoL. WRIGHT'S INDIAN VEGETABLE IHLL CO.. New York. Beardless Barley l« prodigally Drain to, Vivid* lc« in l*U far U W«ili( Orleuoi Co., New York, 109 bu«helip«r acre. D-«* will everywhere That pftja. 20th Century Oats. The r»*t tnarv l, pru>luciB( fr»-ra «ix) to WO bus. per tore. 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OARTKN & COOK, > $ Attending Oculists and Aurists. j (V\VSWWV\\\WWWV\VW\d THE CONTEHTED FARMER ! la the man who never tins a failure In crops, gels splendid return* fur his labors, anil has best social and rclig lous advantages, t o gether with splendid climate and cxoellenl health. These we give to the settlers on the lands of Western Can adu, which conipriset ___the great grain ami ranching lands of Manitoba. Asstiibota. Alhcrte and Saskatchewan. Exceptional advantage: ami low rates of fare are given to those desir ous of inspecting the fall grunt lands. The handsome forty page Atlas of Western Can ade, sent free to all applicants. Apply to F Pedley, Superintendent immigration, Ottawa Canada, or to W. V. Bennett, Canadian tlov eminent Agent, 801 New York Life Bldg. Omaha, Neb. The Story of Henri. The child lived In an cld chateau, built of Fome soft, gray stone that time had mellowed to exquisitely ten der tints. Old poplars rustled drow sily. broad terraces, kissed by the sun, sloped down to a clear brook that loi tered through the green Helds and the woodlands until it sharply turned to wards the village. The child often sat on the bank in moonlight nights and watched the stars, reflected in the streum. Then he would wonder whence it came and whither it would go and wish it would tell its secrets to him instead of to the round, white peb bles in its bed and to the waving blades of grass, that bent to listen. But in daytime be would wander noise lessly through the darkened rooms of the chateau. In the picture gallery a ray of sunshine sometimes stole through the barred shutters and danced on the opposite wall. The child thought that the boys and girls in the dark frames must be tired of their fixed positions. Their eldcrts. doubt less, liked the dignified repose but surely little Marie-Eustnchie, in the pink brocade, would sometimes long to lay down her rose and the small t'harles l.ouis would gladly take his hand from ihe sword-hilt he had ; messed so long. The child knew the names ot all—Tanto Anielie had told him— Tante Amelle, who, in her sun ny room at the top of the tower, con tinually mused and prayed. But some : ‘inns she would speak of the Saints,— j;heir holy lives and blessed martry toms. 'Are there -saints now?” he once .. ked. "Oiii, mon enfant, holy men of God, iriv*forth from their flocks, hunted v.ikl beasts. And a martyred king, j ho son ot Saint ^cuis." These stoiies thrilled him with a ! .mixture of exaltation and awe. He ! knew they dared not venture to the ! • i 11 as:• lest evil men should harm [ them. And in the long days and : lights he dreamed of martrydom, of I ;he short, dreadful wrench from life lid its quiet round, then of the ccles ! ;ial joy and the peace of God that ! imssfcth ail understanding. The whole commune was pressing | around the door of the blacksmith's I forge. Women, holding their babies, were gossiping shrilly, peasants home j from a long day’s work in the wheat | were gathered in small groups, vague ■ ly curious as to the cause that had j brought a municipal officer from Stras j burg to their peaceful village. Jean ! Walther, the blacksmith, stood in his doorway; his tall tigure in all its awk i ward strength loomed dark against the red glow of the fire behind him. The 1 Maire was the strongest man for miles around, none but himself could lift the large hammer which he always called “inon fils," and now he towered over ihe small figure of his visitor. “Friends,” ho shouted In his big voice, “the citizen here has something to say to us." The “citizen here” paused for a mo ment, then began in a thin, high pitched tone that sounded like the echo of the Maire’s shout. He told of the good fortune the Revolution had brought, the glories of "hiberte, Ega lite, Fraternite,” then continued: “And now that our liberty is won, now that we, a free people, rule a free country, it is our duty to cleanse our selves of the old stain. Priests, spies, ci-devants, the emissaries of foreign tyrants, all must be exterminated. With sorrow we have heard that you, citizens,' are harboring conspirators against the nation. That den of ini quity,” he pointed towards the cha j teau, “that lurking-place of oppressors, | holds a dangerous band of plotters, who would bring back the priests who cheated us with lies and the profli gates who fatten on tire spoils of their The "Citizen.” fellowmen. Will you suffer this crime? Nay, rather shall we tire that accursed house ot traitors and drag the evil doers to just ice.” There was no answering murmur, much to the orator's surprise. He scorned these simple peasants and their lives of unchanging toil. They had no smouldering sense of injury that a breath could kindle into flame; the Revolution had alxdished the ga belie and torn down the pigeon-cote at the chateau, it had no further mean ing to them. To some the speaker’s denunciation of the priests seemed blasphemy. But gradually their slow mlnsbi ueiz«d on the fact that they were threatened with some indefinite loss and they w‘ere roused to a state of fear, rage and violent patriotism. Arms were collected, scythes, pitch forks, old muskets from the days of "Malbrook,” and Jean Walther, bran dishing “mon flis,” led the van. Sev eral women marched with the men but all shrank from a sinister recruit, La Mere Margot, the witch, who rose like a mist from behind a bush and joined their ranks. Someone began “La Mar seillaise” and the rest shouted a fierce chorus. Men. drunk with the song and the wild madness, waved torches that shot little, fiery stars on the dusty j road, where they were trodden out by j heavy feet. The mob straggled up a j hill and crashed headlong through | briers and underbrush to the sleeping j brook. The water woke into sudden I life, sullen, red ripples stained its sur Your name, mon petit." face, strange, distorted shadows seemed to mock their own reflection. Still the peasants pressed on up the terrace, cutting the velvet grass with their sabots. As they approached, the dark mas?, of the chateau sprang from the shadow and the windows of the front sent back the torches’ light. Jean Walther thundered on the door with "Mon Fils.” "What would you?” quavered a voice from above. “Come down, Suzon,” shouted the Maire; "we must search the chateau.” “Eh, hurry,” called Pierre Dreisler, the carpenter; "this house is the na tion’s property. The sovereign people would inspect Its own.” “Silence,” commanded Walther. The bolts screamed as the door grudingly opened. "There are none here/’ began old Suzon tremulously. “Stand aside in the name of the na tion,” cried the man from Strasbourg, pushing past her. The huddled crowd flocked in, star ing stupidly around them. Then, as their wonder lessened, they were ready for pillage. One man flung a mirror to the floor, his friends applauding as it shivered into a thousand fragments. That was the signal. Some prodded the chairs with their pikes, others laughiug boisterously, pulled down the tapestry and wrapped themselves in trailing mantles. The women had their arms full of spoil. Old Margot silently passed from group to group; at her approach boasting and wrang ling ceased. "Tieus, men ami,” bawled Dreisler. bringing his fist down on an inlaid table, "this night's work will rejoice the hearts of our friends in Stras bourg." “The conspirators will escape,” cried the municipal officer shrilly. "On, cito yens, torward.” The citizens, enriched with the plunder of the chateau, had small time to waste on conspirators, ltut, obedi ent to their maire's orders, they tramped through the empty rooms, rousing unaccustomed echoes. They were sated and their excitement had in some degree cooled. “Look at Margot,” whispered the women; “she's talking to something unholy.” The witch’s figure seemed taller, her dry lips were moving feverishly. At last they came to the picture gal lery. The portraits in calm state dis dained the strange visitors, their in sults and the wounds they inflicted. "Suzon's right,” the invaders growl ed; "there's no living soul here.” Then, at the upper end of the room, a little figure, vaguely outlined in the moonlight, advanced to meet them. The child had stolen away from the sobbing women, and had come to de fend his home, perhaps—-his heart heat fast—perhaps to die. There was a moment’s silence. Then, as their fright wore away, the Maire, a kindly man, spoke: “Your name, mon petit?” “Henri,” answered the child stead ily. “I will not sacrifice to Jupiter." A laugh arose, a sign that the tide of feeling had turned. "Who liveb here?” continued the Maire. “Tante Amelie and Suzon. I am ready to die, but they have dona no harm." Jean Walther turned to the man from Strasbourg. "Here are your conspirators.” he said. Then Margot the witch, coming for ward, took the child’s hand. “Thou shalt not din," she crooned. "I see thy fair life In the years to come and I see thy honored end.” “The child stcod still. H» was not to have the glory of martyrdom; he felt small and weak and very tired. The blacksmith picked hi a up and carried him to Tante Amelie. “Le petit and you can live here in peace," he said gruffly; "train him to be a good citizen." Rut the child grieved at his own un worth inesa. -- HER INTENTIONS WERE GOOD. Ilul Clrcunintanc*** Stood In the Way of Tlielr Fulhtllinent. She really intended paying her fare when she boarded the street car, for she had ten cents saved from the bar gain-day scrimmage, but the conductor happened to be a gentleman, and by paying the fare himself, saved her a weary walk to tlie family residence. She had the ten cents with her when she boarded the car, and she still had the money when the conductor came through on his trip for fares, but she did not pay t lie conductor. It was all the motorman's fault. With her arms full of bundles, she was compelled to hold the teu-cent piece between her teeth. The motorman turned on the current, the car gave a jerk and she gave a start. “Fare, please,” said the conductor, and she turned pale. “I can't pay you," she stammered, going from white to red and from red back to white. "But 1 can't carry you for nothing," remonstrated the conductor. “I know it. but I can't help it. I had the money whpn 1 got on the car, but —I swallowed it.” A rough on the other side of the car snorted a rude laugh, but the conduc tor was a gentleman, and without an other word he pulled the register rope for another fare and passed on. , CORONATION CALVES. A ruriftiiiti Industry Tlmt Is Now En joying a Ilnom. Parisians must and will be amused. When there is nothing to occupy their attention they upset ministries and raise barricades. Consequently one must not begrudge them their joke, even if it is a “false calf." It would appear, or at least Parisian news sheets tell us so. that a certain quan tity of artificial calves are being manufactured in Paris in view of the coronation festivities. We are not all Pickwicks, with a well-filled gaiter, and when, according to all rules of precedent and etiquette, knee breeches must be donned, if nature has beet unkind to the wearer, he must call in artificial aid. Consequently the trade in artificial calves is very brisk. It lias been found, however, that even without such an incentive as the coro nation fetes the artificial-calf industry is regularly occupied in manufactur ing such articles for home consump tion. Frenchmen must not chaff Eng land in this respect, for every year numerous French cyclists, society men —yea, and society women—Invest thirty francs in padding for their nether limbs. We must therefore add another article to the list of adulter ated and imitated goods, for even legs are not always what they seem.—Paris Messenger. QUEEN FEARS ANARCHISTS. King Etlvrnril, However, 1% Not Appro* hentlve of AHAAflAlnatlort' Queen Alexandra has developed a terror of anarchist outrage bordering on superstition, and in consequence, as it is down on the royal program that the king and queen shall travel a great deal this year, the detective de partment, the railway companies and the.postoflice are making elaborate arrangements to insure their safety. A special body of picked men from Scotland Yard will be detailed, and for the first time in the history of royal traveling an expert telegrapher and telephone operator will accompany the train. A special apparatus will be provided, so that in the event of any mishap, it can be attached to the nearest tele graph or telephone wire and communi cation obtained so that assistance can be summoned from the nearest station. These precautions are said to be the suggestion of her majesty. I am in formed by a member of the Scotland Yard force that she, on more than one occasion recently, has expressed the wish that she might be left to enjoy the seclusion of her Norfolk home. Court etiquette, however, demands her public appearance. The king, however, does not share her alarm. Monruliiff an /-> f—i c: Sciil umlrr WlCC-JO 1 ti r<"ept. Laid., III. WE PAY $20 a Weak and EXPENSES t»» men with Send stamp. ACME rljCf to Introduce our Poultry Compound. MF’O CO., Kant »t. L >ui0. 111. 110 FAkT ^11 1RVoffer*butb!gcommunion to ■ WI\hwllWim amenta to Introduce Sucoeaa ■ •Poultry Mixture. Wrltetoday. Never mind stamp. BUCCEH8 MFO. CO , U«*pt. N, KastHl. Louis, III. IDAHO FARMS ON CAMAS PRAIRIE-HIk Yield* of Wheat, liar ley, OatH and Hay. No fad urea. No. 1 stock: country, tiood markets; cbe.tu lanit; Rood water. Write for information to W. K. LACLYfCran^evlUe, Idaho. GREAT CUT PRICE piano sale: Our prices wnru never ao low as at the present time. New pianos In heaunfu' Ma h<«auy. 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