The Loup City northwestern. (Loup City, Neb.) 189?-1917, December 25, 1903, Image 6

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    B Mrs. Weisslitz, president of the Ger-B
man'Womans’ Club of Buffalo, N. Y., after
doctoring for two years, was finally cured
of her kidney trouble by the use of
Lydia E* Pinkham fs Vegetable Compound*
Of p.ll the diseases known witii which tlie female organism is Rfllicted,
kiilney disease is the most fatal. In fact, unless prompt and correct treatment
is applied, the weary patient seldom survives.
being fully aware of this. Mrs. l’inkham, early in her career, pave careful
*>tudv to the subject, and in producing her great remedy for woman's ills —
! Lydia. E. Pinkham’s Vegetable C'ompouial—made sure that it con- I
•tained th s correct combination of herbs which was certain to control that
.dreaded disea. e. woman’s kidney troubles. The Vegetable Compound acts
in harxhouy with the laws that govern the entire female system, and while
-there are many so called remedies for kidney troubles, Lydia E. Pink—
* 11inn’s Vegotablo Compound is the only one especially prepared
^fo»‘ women.
Read What Mrs. Weisslitz Says.
1 “Dear Mrs. Pinkham:—For two years my life was simply a bur
den. I Buffered so with female troubles, and pains across my back and
Joins. The doctor told me that 1 had kidr.ey troubles and prescribed
ibr me. For three months I took his medicines, but grew steadily
worse. My husband then advised mo to try Lydia E. Pinkhani’s
Vegetable Compound, anti brought home a bottle. It is the greatest
blessing ever brought to our home. Within three months I was a
changed woman. My pain had disappeared, my complexion became
clear, my eyes bright, and my entire system in good shape.”—Mrs. Paula
Weisslitz, 170 Seneca St., Buffalo, N. Y.
fr#rf that Kidney Trouble fan lie Cured by Lydia E. Pinlham’s Testable Compound.
“Dear Mrs. Pinkham: — I feci very thankful to you for the good
your medicine has (lone me. I had doctored for years and was steadily
growing worse. I had trouble with my kidneys, and two doctors told
we I had Bright’s disease; also had falling of the womb, and could not
walk a block at a time. Aly back and head ached all tho time, and I was
bo nervous I could not sleep; had hysteria and fainting spells, was tired
all the time, had such a pain in my left side that I could hardly stand
at times without putting my foot on something.
“ I doctored with several good doctors, but they did not help me any.
I took, ill all, twelve bottles of Lydia E. Pink bum’s Vegetable Com
pound, five 1(0X08 of Liver Pills, and used three packages of Sanative
Wash, and fool like a new woman, can eat and sleep well, do all my own
work, and can walk two miles without feeling over tired. The doctors
tell mo that my kidneys are all right now. I am so happy to lie well,
and I feel that I owe it all to your medicine.”— Mus. Ural Strono,
Dalton, Mass.
Mrs. Pinklmm invites all sick women to write her for advice.
She lias guided thousands to health. Address Lynn, Mass.
pORI’EIT II wo cannot forthwith produce tho original letters and signaturesct
abjve tintUuaaiaU, which Will prove their absolute genuineness.
Lydia E. Plukham Medicine C*., Lynn, Matt.
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Was there ever a v/omnn who didn’t
regard her baby as a marvel of
beauty;
PIVP permanently cure** rro amor nervonwc** a*t©f
■ • I O I1r*» day’* tine of Iir Kiine'*Cfrrt*ut Nerr# Heston*
c*r fiend far KltUK K|‘«5 OO Irial nottlc arid treatise.
Da- R li KUNt. Ltd .«Si Arch Street. PJitlade phi*. *'
The man who squanders the money
that belongs to bis family Is a mean
thief.
Try me just once anu 1 am sure
to come again. Defiance Starch.
It takes more than the wind to make
a budding mustache full blown.
When a woman finds she has met
her matcn in shrewdness she assumes
the injureu innocent air. •»
State Farmer's Mutual Insurance
Co., of S. Omaha, Nehr., is one of the
most successful farm insurance com
panies in the West. Organized 1895,
has $20,000,000 insurance in force. Is
sues a perpetual policy that does not
expire just before a fire. Annual meet
ing Jan. 12, 1904. We want live Agts.
B. R. STOUFFER, Secy.
T B HOLMAN. Pres.
The port side of a vessel is not nec
j essarily the captain's wine cellar.
St. Jacobs Oil
The old surety, through its penetrating
power, promptly cures
Rheumatism
Price, 25c. and 50c.
THRIFTY FARMERS
Are Invited to settle In the state of Maryland, where
they will find a delightful and healthy cirnate.
Claas markets for their products and plenty of land
at reasonable prices. Map and aescrlptlve patnph*
leu will bo sent free on application to
H. BAOENHOOP.
Bee*» State Board Of Immigration. BALTIMORE. MD.
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A St. Louis World's Fair Informa
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We may not thoroughly appreciate
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Defiance Starch is guaranteed big
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Nowhere in the world is Christmas
celebrated so elaborately and with so
much preparation as in the royal pal
ices of Europe. There are many mil
lionaires in America who doubtless
spend quite as much or more money
upon their Christmas gifts, while
many millions, it is safe to say, suc
ceed in their own way in having an
equally jolly time. In the household
[if a king, however, Christmas day
must be spent in the traditional man
ner. formally, while a hundred exact
ing precedents established centuries
back must be rigidly observed.
To begin with, the presents which
the members of the royal family
make to one another form but a part
of the royal gifts. In addition to
these, each servant of the royal reti
nue must be remembered. Especial
significance is attached to every act
of a member of royalty, ami to slight
one of these servants would be re
marked. There are usually several
sets of tables in the royal apartment
where the Christmas gifts are exhib
ited. The presents intended for the
entire household are displayed here
on Christmas morning.
An excellent idea of the number
and variety of these gifts may be had
from the accompanying picture. The
ceremony is much the same in all the
i royal palaces of Europe. A large
i apartment similar to one of our great
' banquet halls Is required for the dis
! play. When decorated the room, as
! the photograph suggests, looks more
| Tike a large and well stocked depart
i ment store doing a thriving business
| than a private parlor. The presents
: are set out attractively on a score of
I tables. Elaborate dresses, sets of furs,
cloaks and similar presents are often
displayed on regular forms or lay fig
1 ures. Meanwhile, of course, the entire
i apartment is beautifully decorated
I with greens, while a variety of gayly
I bedecked Christmas trees fills every
• nook and corner. This work is done
by professional decorators; who work
for days before Christmas in prepar
ing it.
On Christmas morning the royal
family first' take possession of the
apartment to enjoy their tree and ex
change gifts. Later, it all the pres
ents are in the same’ room, the royal
suite or court retinue enters, the li
dies and gentlemen in. waiting and.
others; next in turn come the higher 1
servants of the household and so on
until every one has bee* remembered!
The celebration includes every one
w’thln the palace grounds, even to t-ie
i workmen of the gardens and stable.
A MATTER OF GROWTH.
Difference in Culture of the Old and
New Worlds.
If one-tenth as much attention were
devoted to the fools among the middle
and working classes as is devoted to
the fool sans of the rich, we should be
in danger of believing with Carlyle
that the people are ‘‘mostly fools." It
Is true that the culture of the sudden
ly rich is cruder and narrower than
the culture of those who have had
generations of wealth and leisure; but
culture is relative. The culture of the
most cultured classes in the Old World
is the result of large wealth possessed
for generations. Culture is a matter
of growth; but it never grows in pov
erty. The cheapness of the culture of
the very rich in this country, as com
pared with that of the aristocracy of
old countries, is simply the difference
between youth and age—a difference
of experience. There is a compara
tive cheapness in the culture, bearing
and manuers of the people of the West
as compared with those of the East,
and for the same reason. The aristoc
racy of the South and of New England
have a refinement quite unlike that of
the newly made rich in New York and
Chicago and the West. They have
been longer In the making.—Gunton’s
Magazine.
Privileges of English Mayors.
At Newcastle-on-Tyne at periodic in
tervals the mayor and corporation as
sert their rights over the shores of
their native river by proceeding in
state to various points, where they pro
claim their authority. Perhaps as an
inducement for the mayor to under
take this particular duty, on landing
on the green he is permitted by an
cient custom to kiss the prettiest girl
present, conferring upon her a sov
ereign as compensation. At Bourne
moutn. where the kiss mayoral is also
conferred, it is an ancient and loving
custom for the retiring mayor to give
his successor an oscillatory salute.
Progressive King of Siam.
The king of Siam, who bears the
musical name of Chulalongkorn. al
though only years old. is celebrat
ing his golden Jubilee with unprece
dented magnificence In Banyko*. Chu
lalongkorn has given Siam an en
lightened government and yet zealous
ly guarded native customs and insti
tutions. Hence, while he has built
canals, railways, lighthouses and hos
pitals, he still serves as a priest in
the Buddhist temple. He has organ
ized his army on the German model,
hut his bodyguard is still composed of
am*Koo«— 400 daughters of his nobles.
CURED HIM OF “HOLLERING."
Picture Showed Cowboy How He
Looked in His Specialty.
On one of his trips West, Frederic
Remington, the artist, made the ac
quaintance of a cowboy who was
called by his associates “Hollering
Smith.” In appearance the man was
typical of his kind, and Mr. Remington
made several studies of him, both in
repose and when in his favorite
pastime of “hollering.” 1-ater, when j
hack in his studio the artist embodied j
a rather close portrait of the exuber- \
ant Smith in several drawings for a
magazine, most of them showing him
in a state of eruption. l.ater Mr. Rem
ington again visited Smith's neighbor
hood, and on the afternoon of his ar
rival was approached by that worthy
bearing one of the pictures torn from
the magazine. Pointing to the cen
tral figure he said:
“Say, is that me?”
“Well,” replied Mr. Remington
guardedly, “I got the idea from you, of
course, but—*’
“Oh, it’s all right," broke in the
man; “no offense. if it’s me just
say so.”
“Well, yes; it’s a fairly close por
trait of you.”
“That’s what the boys at the ranch
said. I look like that when I holler,
do I?”
“I think you do.”
“Well,” said the man as he slowly
returned the leaf to his pocket, “if
that’s the state of the case then all
I've got to say is that Hollering Smith
lias hollered the last holler that he'll
ever holler. Hereafter when I cele
brate I blow a tin horn. I don’t con
i sider that no man has a right to look
1 like that—not around amongst white
folks, at least.”—Philadelphia Post.
English Humor.
Senator Perkins of California re
turned recently from a tour of Eu
rope. The unprecedented rainfall in
terfered considerably with the Sena
tor’s pleasure, but it gave him an op
portunity to sample the humor of Lon
don bus conductors.
One rainy day, Mr. Perkins boarded
a bus and took a seat inside. He be-,
gan soon to feel the patter of rain
drops upon his head. The to<Jf of the
bus leaked, and the American was
suffering.
The conductor just then came in to
j collect the fares, and Mr. Perkins
j said to him: <
"What's the matter with this roof?
Does it do this always?”
“No. sir. only when It rains.” the
conductor answered smiling.—Detroit
News-Tribune.
NOT SO MUCH OF A JOKE.
What Happened to the Hat Told in
One Chapter.
In the back room of a store on
South Main street, Fall River, a prac
tical joke is being worked which is
furnishing no end of amusement to
the frequenters of that place. An
old hat is kept in a convenient place,
and when an unsuspecting individual
comes in to have a chat or get into an
argument he is liable to have a stren
uous time, provided he wears a hat
similar to the one which is kept on
hand there.
After he lias been there for a time
someone, who is in the ring, gets the
old hat and conies up behind the un
suspecting individual and takes his
hat off and conceals it behind him.
Then he throws the old hat on the
floor. Immediately all those present
who are onto the joke begin to dance
on the hat. and they soon make a
wreck of it.
The unsuspecting individual believes
that it is his hat they are jumping on
and naturally he begins to make a row
right off. When he has got sufficient
ly wild to satisfy the jokers his hat is
returned to him in good condition and
the old hat is laid away for the next
victim.
A variation was worked the other
day. A man who was onto the trick
came in, and his hat was taken from
his head and thrown onto the floor.
He naturally thought it was the old
hat. and he immediately got into the
spirit of the game and jumped on it
as hard as the rest. He was wild
when he found out that he had been
jumping on his own hat.—Fall River
Globe.
A National Conclusion.
Recently W. S. Gilbert, the English
librettist, was so unfortunate as to
lose his umbrella while dining at the
Carlton club in London. In a rather
waggish mood the librettist caused the
following notice of his loss to be
posted in the cloakroom: “The noble
man who took the undersigned's um
brella will confer a great favor on Mr.
Gilbert by leaving it (the umbrella)
with the clerk of this club.” When a
friend remonstrated with Gilbert, say
ing that ne thought it was a gratuitous
affront, and asked why Gilbert should
assume that a nobleman had taken
the umbrella, the witty Gilbert ex
claimed: “Oh, according to the first
article of the club's rules its member
ship ‘is composed of noblemen and
gentlemen.’ And. since the person who
took my umbrella is certainly not a
gentleman, it follows that he must be
a nobleman.”
CALLED BEFORE THE FEAST.
City Derelict Disappointed in His Last
Hour.
The missionary had finished his
talk to the crowd of derelicts in a
Bowery mission and went around the
room to shake them by the hand.
There was one man sitting on a bench
whose face was so utterly loathsome
that the missionary's gorge rose in
his throat, and he was compelled to
pass him by. The man's dulled eye
marked the look of disgust, and in a
tone of mingled dejection and res nt
ment he cried out: , \
"Say. mister, why don't you shake
hands wid me?”
The young missionary turned, con
science-stricken, looked into the sin
scarred features and grasped the
Plan's hand.
‘ Really, brother, you must, forgive
me.” he stammered. “I—I couldn't
help it when l saw your—your face. (
But i'll make amends. You must take
dinner with me to-morrow night.”
The broken man glanced at his rags
in confusion, blushed like a girl and
gasped:
"Wot? Me take dinner wid you!
Me go to your house! Me?"
“Yes. I mean it. I’ll come tn mor
row night, and get you.”
True to his word, the missionary
presented himself at the lodging-house
the next evening and Inquired for the
man. A corpse was lying on the table,
a handkerchief spread over its face.
The clerk jerked his thumb in the di
rection of the body.
“That’s Wilson,” he said. “He had
fixed himself up and was waitin' for
you. Dropped dead half an hour ago."
—New York Press.
Lady Was Still There.
The invitation list of the Governor
General of Canada Is made out strict
ly in accordance with precedent, but £
is not kept up to date always, the *
aide who has to send the invitations
out, generally an Englishman or
Scotchman, not always being an cour
ant with changes «n the list.
The late Sir Antoine Dorion, Chief
Justice of Quebec, was once invited to
some function, as was proper; but
Lady Dorion, who was dead, was in
vited likewise. Sir Antoine accepted
for himself, but declined for her lady
ship, on the ground that she was in
the cemetery. The next year, how
ever, the same mistake was made; so
the old judge wrote back to the aide
de camp in waiting:
“Sir Antoine Dorion accepts, etc.,
but her ladyship being still in St.
Anne's cemetery. Sir Antoine Is com
pelled again to decline the invitation
for her.”—New York Times.