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Loup City Northwestern GEO. E. BENSCHOTER, Ed. a.id Pub. LOUP CITY, • - NEBRASKA. A talkative friend Is often mar# dangerous than a silent enemy. China admits that in the door busi n*ss Russia practically has a cinch. 'Tho belo rush would appear to be pretty nearly as strenuous as the cane rush. The message will get there while you are saying Marconigraph. Think up a shorter one. The racing automobile is the dead liest toy that millionairism has ever amused itself with. Japan does not seek war with Rus sia. but it cherishes the hope that war may be forced upon it. Miss Littleboy is to be married, ac cording to a Los Angeles paper. Many happy returns of the day! * It’s curious how many sizes larger a woman’s feet grow on her way from the shoe shop to her home. Daniel J. Sully has made so much money “handling” cotton that he has got to go to Europe to spend it. The astronomers have formed a trust. Within another year the people will have to pay dearly to look heaven ward. Patrons of the Roman amphitheatre never knew what they missed by liv ing before the automobile was in vented. Wouldn’t it be a sight to see the two Shamrocks and the three American 90-footers all together in a big race over here! It seems a pity that about the only way for a man to learn what kind of r woman he ought not to marry is to marry her. The Reliance is said to have "a full, blunt nose.” So long as it is not out of joint and she wins the race we can probably forgive the rest. It needed no Minnesota supreme court to establish the fact that a mash er is a parasite. But it may make the job of scraping him off easier. No one who has observed the ten acity with which a woman clings to an opinion once fixed will ever again refer to her as a member of the weak er sex. New York is to have a building 40 feet long, 26 feet wide and 17 stories high. They might save valuable space by using the building as its owd chimney. It is claimed that Carnegie has more than $100,000,000 left. This, however, may be a mere rumor started by his enemies who want the tax man to get after him. John L. Sullivan casts an X-ray on Emerson's eSsay on the Over Soul by suggesting that "he was full when he wrote it.” Set a Bostonian to catch a Bostonian. Few things make a man madder than going to the theater and seeing about everybody that owes him money absorbed in the performance from a seat in the box. That Burlington, Vt., blacksmith who became mayor a few days ago Is already greatly surprised at the large number of people who seem to be able to use the hammer. Next to the man who volunteers ad vice on how to cure rheumatism, the man with a panacea for political ills is entitled to a place in the race for the position of leading nuisance. Two Austrian prlncosses and a baro ness will attempt to swim across the English channel. Whether they suc ceed or fail they will have taken a step materially nearer the variety stage. Kentucky is priding itself on the death of a centenarian in his bed. We hazard nothing in saying that he did not live in either Clay or Breathitt county, where forty is considered a green old age. It is pretty hard to work up much sympathy for the American girl who thinks she has married a titled foreign er and then finds that he is a first class waiter or has an honorable record as a coachman. Eighteen languages. Including Eng lish, were spoken in New Amsterdam. The principal difference between that time and this seems to be that, while more than eighteen other languages are now spoken, English isn’t. Some of the Russian newspapers want their government to furnish the American press with facts concerning the real condition of affaire in the czar’s country. The censor will bo getting after them if they don’t watch out. Dcuglass Gordan, a rich young-man about town in New York, whose 6ister married Senator Hanna’s son, gave a $1,400 check for a “tip” to a barber who shaved him a few days ago. Young Douglass and his money are soon parted. _ _ THE MAID sf MAIDEN LANE Sequel to •* The Bow of Orange Ribbon.’* A LOVE STORY BY AMELIA E. BARR (CoprrKht, 1W0, by Amelia E. Barr) CHAPTER XV. "Hush! Lov® Is Her®!” On the morning that Hyde sailed for America, Cornelia received the let ter he had written her on the dis covery of Rem’s dishonorable corn duct. So much love, so much joy, sent to her in the secret foldings of a sheet of paper! In a hurry of delight and expectation she opened it, and her beaming eyes ran all over the Joy ful words it brought her—sweet flut tering pages, that his breath had moved, and his face been aware of. How he would have rejoiced to see her pressing them to her bosom, at some word of fonder memory or de sire. In the afternoon, when the shopping for the day had been accomplished, Cornelia went to Capt. Jacobus, to play with him the game of backgam mon which had become an almost daily duty, and to which the captain attached a great importance. “I owe your daughter as much as I owe you, sir," he would say to Doctor Moran, “and I owe both of you a bigger debt than I can clear myself of.” This afternoon he looked at his vic itor with a wondering speculation. There was something in her face and manner and voice he had never before seen or heard, and madame—who watched every expression of her hus band—was easily led to the same ob servation. She observed Cornelia closoly, and her gay laugh especially revealed some change. It was like the burst of bird song in early spring and she followed the happy girl to the front door and called her back when she had gone down the steps, and said, as she looked earnestly in her face: “You have heard from Joris Hyde? I know you have!” ar.d Cornelia nod ded her head, and blushed and smiled, and ran away from further question. When she reached home she found Madame Van Heemskirk sitting with her mother, and the sweet old lady rose to meet her, and said before Cor nelia could utter a word: uome to me, uorncna. inis morn ing a letter we have had trom my Joris, and sorry am I that I did thee bo much wrong.” “Madame, I have long forgotten It, and there was a mistake all round,” answered Cornelia cheerfully. “That is bo—and thy mistake first | of all. Hurry is misfortune; even to be happy, it is not wise to hurry. Lis ten now! Joris has written to his grandfather, and also to me, and very busy will he keep us both. His grand father Is to look after the stables, and to buy more horses, and to hire serv ing men of all kinds. And a long let ter also I have .from my daughter Katherine, and she tells me to make her duty to thee my duty. That is my pleasure also, and I have been talk ing with thy mother about the house. Now I shall go there, and a very pleas ant home I shall make it.” Then Cornelia kissed madame, and afterwards removed her bonnet, and madame looked at her smiling. For nearly a week Cornelia was too busy to take Arenta into her con sideration. She did not care to tell her about Rem's cruel and dishonor She seized and read it. able conduct, and she wa3 afraid the shrewd little Marquise would divine some change, and get the secret out of her. After a week had elapsed Cornelia went over one morning to see her friend. But by this time Arenta knew everything. Her brother Rem had been with her and confessed all to his sister. She heard the story with In dignation, but contrived to feel that somehow that Rem was not so much to blame as Cornelia, and other people. “You art right served," she said to her brother, “for meddling with for eigners, and especially for mixing i your love affairs up with an English i girl. Proud, haughty creatures all I of them! And you are a very fool to j tell any woman such g—crime. Yes, i It is a crime. I won’t say less. That | girl over the way nearly died, and you would have let her die. It was a j 3hame. I don't love Cornelia—but it I was a shame.” “The letter was addressed to me, , Arenta?" j “Fiddles ,1cks! You knew it was not yours: You knew it was Hyde's. Where is It now?** She asked the question in her usual ^jminant way, and Rem did not feel 4>le to resist It. He opened his pocket book and from a receptacle in it, took the fateful letter. She seized and read It, and then without a word, or a mo ment's hesitation threw it Into the fire. Rem blustered and fumed, and she stood smiling defiantly at him. “You are like all criminals,’’ sne said, “you must keep something to accuse your self with. 1 love you too well to per mit you to carry that bit of paper about you. It has worked you harm enough. What are you going to do? Is Miss Darner's refusal quite final?’’ “Quite. It was even scornful.” "Plenty of nice girls in Boston.” "I cannot go back to Boston.” “Why then?” "Because Mery’s cousin has told the whole affair." “Nonsense! ” "She has. I know’ it. Men, whom I had been friendly with, got out of my way; women excused themselves at their homes, and did not see me on the streets. I have no doubt all Bos ton is talking of the aliair.” “Go away as soon as you can. I don't want to know where you go just yet. New York is impossible, and Bos ton is impossible. Father says go to the frontier, I say go South. And I would let women alone—they are be yond you—go in for politics.” That day Rem lingered with his sister, seeing uo one else; and in the evening shadows he slipped quietly away. He felt that his business ef forts for two years were forfeited, and that he had the world to begin over again. Without a friend to wish him a Godspeed the wretched man went on board the Southern packet, and in her dim lonely cabin sat silent and despondent, while she fought her way through swaying curtains of rain to the open sea. This Budden destruction of all her hopes for hor orother distressed Arenta. Her own marriage had been a most unfortunate one. but its misfor tunes had the importance of national tragedy. Rem’s matrimonial failure had not one redeeming quality; it was altogether a shameful and well deserved retribution. But the heart of her anger was Cor nelia—“but for that girl," Rem would have married Mary Damer, and his home in Boston might have been full of opportunities for her, as well as a desirable change when she wearied of New York. When Cornelia entered the Van Ariens parlor Arenta was already there. She looked offended, and hard ly spoke to ner old friend, but Cor nelia was prepared for some exhibi tion of anger. She had not been to see Arenta for a whole week, and she did not doubt she had been well aware of something unusual ia progress. But that Rem had accused himself did not occur to her; therefore she was hardly prepared for the passionate accussations with which Arenta as sailed her. “I think,” she said, “you have be haved disgracefully to poor Rem! You would not have him yourself, and yet you prevent another girl—whom he loves far better than he ever loved you—from marrying him. He has gone away 'out of the world,’ he says, and Indeed I should not wonder if he kills himself. It is most certain you have done all you can to drive him to it.” “Arenta! I have no idea what you mean. I have not seen Rem, nor writ ten to Rem, for more than two years.” “Very likely, but you have written about him. You wrote to Miss Damer and told her Rem purposely kept a letter, which you had sent to Lord Hyde.” “I did not write to Miss Damer. I do not know the lady. But Rem did keep a letter that belonged to Lord Hyde.” Then anger gave falsehood the bit and she answered, “Rem did not keep any letter that belonged to Lord Hyde. Prove that he did so, before you ac cuse him. You cannot.” I unrortunately directed Lord Hyde’s letter to Rem, and Rem's letter to Lord Hyde. Rem knew that he had Ixjrd Hyde’s letter, and he should have taken it at once to him.” •'Lord Hyde had Rem’s letter; he ought to have taken it at once to Rem.” “There was not a word In Rem’s let ter to identify it as belonging to him.” “Then you ought to be ashamed to write love letters that would do for any man that received them. A poor hand you must be to blunder over two love letters. I have had eight and ten at once to answer, and I never failed to distinguish each, and while rivers run into the sea I never shall mis direct my love letters. Very clever is Lord Hyde to excuse himself by throw ing the blame on poor Rem. Very mean indeed to accuse him to the girl he was going to marry.” “Arenta, 1 have the most firm con viction of Rem’s guilt, and the great est concern for his disappointment. I assure you I have.” “Kindly reserve your concern, Miss Moran, till Rem Van Ariens asks for it. As for his guilt, there is no guilt in question. Even supposeg that Rem did keep Lord Hyde’s letter, what then? All things are lair in love and war. Willie Nicliolls told me last night that he would keep a hundred letters, .if he thought he could win me by doing so. Any man of sense would.” “All I blame Rem for is—’” “All I blame Rem for is. that he asked y^u to marry him. So much for that! I hope if he meddles with wom en again, he will seek an all-round common-sense Dutch girl, who will know how to direct her letters—or else be content with one lover.” ‘‘Arenta, I shall go now. I have given you an opportunity to be rude and unkind. You cannot expect me to do that again." Arenta watched Cornelia across the street, and then turned to the mirror and wound her ringlets over her lin gers. “I don’t care," she muttered. “It was her fault to begin with. She tempted Rem, and he fell. Men always fall when women tempt, them; it is their nature to. 1 am going to stand by Rem, right or wrong.” To such thoughts she was raging when Peter Van Ariens came home to dinner, and she could not restrain them. He listened for a minute or two, and then struck the table no gentle blow. “In my bouse, Arenta,” he said, "I will have no such words. What you think, you think; but such thoughts must be shut close in your mind. In keeping that letter, I say Rem be haved like a scoundrel; he was cruel, and he was a coward. Because he is my son I will not excuse him. No indeed! For that very season, the more ar.gry am I at such a deed. Now “You have behaved disgracefully." then, he shall acknowledge to George Hyde and Cornelia Moran the wrong he did them, ere in my home and my heart he rights nfmself.” “Is Cornelia going to bo married?” “That is w'hat I hear.” “To Lord Hyde?” “That also, is what I hear.” “Well, as I am in mourning I can not go to the wedding, so then I am delighted to have told her a little of my mind.” "It is a great marriage for the Doc tor's daughter; a countess she will be.” “And a marquise I am. And will you please say, if either countess or marquise is better than mistress or madam? Thank all the powers that be! I have learned the value of a title, and I shall change marquise for mistress, as soon as I can do so.” “If always you had thought thus, a great deal of sorrow we had both been spared.” “Well, then, a girl cannot get her share of wisdom till she comes to It Xtter all, I am now sorry I have quar reled with Cornelia. In New York and Philadelphia she will be a great woman. “To take offense is a great folly, and to give offense is a great folly—l know not which is the greater, Arenta.” “Oh, indeed, father ,” she answered, ‘If I am hurt and angry, I shall take the liberty to say so. Anger that is hidden cannot be gratified, and if peo ple use me badly, it is my way to tell them I am aware of it. One may be obliged to eat brown bread, but I, for one, will say it is brown bread, and not white.” (To be continued.) BARRYMORE NOT ON SHOW. Famous Actor’s Cutting Rebuke to Group of Club Men. The real bohemian does not wish to be put on show for the delectation of persons who do not understand him. There is a story told of Mau rice Barrymore which illustrates this point. Entering the famous bohemian club in New York one night, he found a lot of commercial men in full pos session. They greeted ‘‘Barry” ef fusively. He had hardly got himself ‘‘fairly sat” when one of them slap ped him on the back and said: “Bar *y, speak us a piece.” Then a chorus said: “Yes, get funny, old man; cut up. We’ve all heard that you were a great entertainer.” Barry glared around for a moment and then said, quietly: “I’ll do a handspring for you, gentlemen, but I can’t speak a piece.” Then he reached through the silence and picked his hat off thf hook. That was the last time hi entered the club. Southern Strawberry Picking. Norfolk, Va., men shipped north In one day recently 12,200 crates of strawberries, or about 732,000 quarts. The season was at its hlght last week, and some of the growers in the vicin ity had between 300 and 400 negro pickers at work. They begin at day break and earn from $1 to $1.25 a day in wages. The average yield this sea son is about 2,500 quarts to the acre. The crop in that section is about 20 per cent short, but the berries are better than usual. The negroes do not pick the berries one at a time, but grab handfuls. A plantation owner said that his workers from a distance looked like a gigantic flock of black birds. Same Reply in All Agee. “What,” asked the youth, “is the first step toward knowledge?" “The discovery that you are a blank fool!” answered the sage. THE SUNDAY SCHOOL. LES80N I., JULY 5—ISRAEL ASK ING FOR A KING. Golden Text—"Prepare Your Hearta Unto the Lord, and Serve Him Only" —I Samuel 7:3—Review of the His tory of Israel Under Samuel. I. "The Books of Samuel.’’—Division. Originally, the two Books of Samuel were undivided, as were the two Books of Kings. They are called "the Books ot Samuel” because of his prominence in the history, though a late Jewish tradi tion says that the prophet himself wrote those portions that fall within his life time. II. "Samuel, the Last Great Judge.”— His Task. Under the Judges the people had declined in virtue and power. The rule of the unseen God seemed too spirit ual for the nation's apprehension. Sam uel was raised up, to be the leader of the Hebrews in their transition to a form of government like that of the nations around them. Early History. Samuel was born, prob ably, B. C. 1149, and died at the age of ninety, about four years before Saul, III. "Why the People Wanted a King: False Pretexts.”—Vs. 1-5. At tho tlmo considered in our lesson, the nation was in a sad plight. About twenty years be fore, Samuel had broken the yoke of Philistine oppression by a great, God given victory at Mizpeh, and gave place and order to the land through all the years of his Judgeship; but the Infirmi ties of age had compelled him to hand over to his sons the active management of affairs, and they had proved entirely unworthy. 1. ‘\\ hen Samuel was old." He was about sixty years old. “He made his sons judges.” "They were simply to sup port their father In the administration of Justice.”—Kell. “They were Judges In Beer-sheba,” hav ing authority In the south, while Samuel probably still ruled in the north. 3. “And his sons walked not In his ways, but turned aside after lucre," "filthy lucre." money wrongfully ob tained. "And took bribes.” Samuel, liv ing at a distance, may not have known of his sons’ misconduct, and he was not lax with them, but deposed them from office; so that he was not punished as Eli was. 4. "Then all the elders of Israel came to Samuel, unto Ramah." Samuel’s home. The people now proceed to urge three reasons why they should have a king. First Reason. 5. "Behold, thou art old." Second Reason. "And thy sons walk not !n thy ways. Now make us a king.” That Is, appoint one. Doubtless the eld ers had In mind Moses' prophecy of the kingdom In Deut. 17; 14-20, and desired Its fulfillment. "To judge tjs.” That Is, not merely to settle disputes, but to rule over them. Third Reason. "Like all the nations.” Not such a king as those of other na tions, but as the other nations had kings, so they desired one. IV. "Why the People Wanted a King; the True Reason.”—Vs. 6-9. God now' shows the sorrowing prophet that the pretexts for the people’s request are false, their action being prompted by restlessness under the divine rule, and a desire to plunge into worldliness and idolatry. 6. “The thing displeased Samuel, when they said, ’Give us a king to Judge us.’ ” Why was the request an evil one, since it had been prophesied that the nation should become a kingdom (Gen. 17: 6; 35: 11; Deut. 17:14-20)? Because the people should have waited for God’s time, or merely asked Samuel if that time had not come. It was evil also because it was prompted by wrong motives, the de sire for Imitation, and. perhaps, the wish for easier requirements than the stern morality' which the judges had required as the cpndition of their success. “And Samuel prayed unto the Lord.” 7. “And the Lord said unto Samuel.” God's reply Is very tender toward his aged servant, and very sad In Its reluc tant abandonment of God’s high hope for his people. "Hearken unto the voice of the people in all that they say unto thee, for they have not rejected thee, but they have rejected me.” 8. “Now therefore hearken unto their voice; howbeit yet protest solemnly unto them.” God would give them one more chance to choose the best. “And shew them the manner of the king.” "The method of the king.—that is, his custom ary behavior.H. P. Smith. V. "The Request Granted and the Re sults Prophesied.”—V. 10. and to the end of the chapter. God did not Intend to compel the Israelles to accept his rule, any more than he compels us. But his love for them was so great that he would not allow them to plunge into worldliness and idolatry without a warning. 10. “And Samuel told all the words of the Lord unto the people." That is, to the elders, the representatives of the peo ple, who would pass the message on to the nation. Samuel had only to look nt neighboring nations to learn the prob able fortunes of the Hebrews under a king. In fine, Samuel prophesied that the nation would be reduced to practical slavery by thetr greatly desired kings,— a prediction amply verified by later his tory. They would pray to be delivered from their tyrants In that day, and they would be unable to escape from their self-imposed bondage. me warning Rejected. With these sol emn prophecies ringing in their ears, the elders refused to turn from their mad purpose. They Insisted on a king; they must be like other nations. And so the Lord bade Samuel promise them the ful fillment of their desire, and with this promise the aged prophet dismissed the assembly, sending the elders home to their respective towns, knowing that God’s permission was a punishment.— Wordsworth. The Lessons for Us. First Lesson. We, like the Israelites, often pray foolish prayers. Our prayers are foolish: (1) Whenever they do put God’s will first. (2) Whenever they are more for ourselves than others. (3) Whenever they look to the present and forget the future. (4) Whenever they are not based on God’s promises, but on our own untaught de sires. It Is one of the greatest arts of life to learn to ask the right things from God, in the right way. Second Lesson. God requires our su preme allegiance. "Ye cannot serve God and mammon." God is not satisfied with half our lives devoted to him and half to worldly ambitions, miserly greed, servile imitation of others, and self-seeking. All good things are added to the life that chooses God first. All good things fall away from the life that refuses that choice. God or the world—which shaj rule over you? Cheerful Living. Since cheerful living Is a light, the time of darkness Is its opportunity of shining. To be happy in life’s happy days is as easy as breathing. The opportunity of help comes in with trouble, sorrow, loss. And it comes most, perhaps, with pretty troubles. To be cheerful when It is easy to be vexed or sad is to win a victory for . Christ and hold a light for men. One ! lamp in the city’s glow counts little; but how men in the darkness of the wood follow one lamp that shows the way towards home and peace! | The Foolish Virgins. Bishop Potter is amusing his friends with an account of a recent visit he paid to a Sunday school class presided over by a staid young clergyman. The bishop was asked to question the chil dren so that he might be edified by their knowledge of matters Biblical. As a starter he said to a little girl whose face beamed with intelligence: “Who are the foolish virgins, my dear?*’ "Them as didn’t get married,” was the prompt and emphatic answer. DON’T 8POII. TOPR CLOTHE). Use Red Cross Ball Blue and keep them white as snow. All grocers, he. a package. No Room for Improvement. •There is one branch of labor," said the great lmventor, "that must always be done by hand.” "What is that?” queried the re porter. "Foctaet picking,” replied the g. i. with a ghoulish grin. Hall’s Catarrh Cure Is a constitutional cure. Price, 75c. Married Seven Times. William Hulbett of Buchanan, Mich., has just been married to his seventh spouse, though he is not yet 50 years old. Among the seven were two sis ters from one family and two from an other. Death robbed him of three help mates and an equal number were di vorced. The seventh Mrs. Hulbett was won through the medium of an adver tisement in an Eastern paper. Hulbett is a stonemason and a man of any quantity of nerve. Storekeepers report that the extra quantity, together with the superior quality of Defiance Starch makes it next to impossible to sell any other brand. Stops tho Cough an<l Works Off the Cold Laxative Brouio Quinine Tablets. Price25c. Reform is all right; It’s the reform* jrs who go wrong. CITC Permanently eureo. wo flu or net-rommere after ri •» flnit day’ati»«f Dr. K llne> (Ireat Nerve Hertor •r. Send for FKKK *2.00 trial bottle an.I treaties. Da. U. U Hum. Ltd., OSl Arch Street. rhlladeUihla.*-* The key of success is within the reach of everyone, but some men are too lazy to reach for it. Plio’a Cure tor Consumption Is an Infallible medicine for coughs ami colds.—N. VV. Stunn, Ocean tirore, N. J.. Feb. 17. lSOtt A Youthful Bishop. The Rev. Dr. M. Edward Fawcett, the newly elected Protestant Episco pal bishop of Quincy, is one of the youngest men ever elected to the epis copate In the American church. He has been a priest of the church only 3ve and one-half years, having gone aver from the Methodist church. Dr. Fawcett was born in New Hartford, la., November 1, 1865. He took a the ological course in the Northwestern university, and was ordained a minis- f ter in the Methodist Episcopal church ' In 1885. He resigned his Methodist charge in 1896 and was immediately appointed a lay reader of the Episco pal Church of the Redeemer at El gin, six months later a deacon, and one year later was ordained a priest and appointed rector of the same church. Wilhelm’s Delicate Thought, By the kaiser’s express orders a souvenir of the empress’ recent acci dent has Just been placed in the Kai ser Wilhelm room of the Hohenzollern museum. In the large glass case, ly ing alongside of costly articles of sil ver and gold, is a single strip of bark about half a yard in length. Visitors ask in surprise what this rude scrap of forest tree has among so many val uable specimens of the wealth of Or muz and of Ind. But a label supplies an explanation to the query, a?d rer.cf: thus: “The bark with which his ma jesty the kaiser in Grunewald on March 27, 1903, fastened the first tem porary bandage on her majesty the kaiserin’s broken arm, until sug.’caJ aid arrived." BRAIN BUILDING. How to Feed Nervous Case*. Hysteria sometimes leads to Insanity and Bhould be treated through feeding the brain and nerves upon scientific ally selected food that restores the lost delicate gray matter. Proof of the power of the brain food Grape-Nuts it remarkably strong. “About eight years ago when work ing very hard as a court stenographer I collapsed physically and then nerv ously and was taken to the State Hos pital for the insane at Lincoln, Neb., a raving maniac. “They had to keep me in a strait jacket, and I was kept in the worst ward for three months. I was finally dismissed in the following May, but did no brain work for years until last fall, when I was persuaded to take the testimony in two cases. One of these was a mnrder case, and the strain upon my nervous system was so great that I would have broken down again except for the strength I bad build up by the use of Grape-Nuts. When I began to feel the pressure of the work on my brain and nerves I simply in creased the amount of Grape Nuts, and used the food more regularly. “I now feel like my old self again and am healthy and happy. I am suro that if I had known of Grape-Nuts when I had my trouble eight years ago I would never have collapsed and this dark 6pot in my life would never have happened. Grape-Nuts’ power as a brain food is simply wonderful, and I do not believe any stomach is so weak that it cannot digest this wonderful food. I feel a delicacy about having my name appear in public, but if you think it would help any poor sufferer you can use it.” Name given by Pos tum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. There are desserts and desserts. The delicious, health-giving kind are told about in the little recipe book found in each package of Grape-Nuts. -A
