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CHAPTER XVII!.
When Lafitte and Greloire were
ushered into Napoleon's cabinet, and
the former’s eyes fell upon him he
had for so many years longed to see,
his first sensation was that of pain.
The slender form was gone,—lost
In the personality of the stout, middle
aged man, who, lounging in a velvet
cushioned chair, looked at Lafitte
carelessly—coldly, as at an entire
stranger.
His appearance and attitude bore
out Greloire's remark,—that it was
said the emperor was “strangely in
different to everything.” Every line
of the listless face and relaxed form
indicated this.
As the ex-soldier approached and
bowed low, a faint smile lightened Na
poleon's repelLnt expression, and he
said graciously, “Greloire, I am
pleased to see you. and to know that
you have not forgotten one who
thought highly of you in more pros
perous days. Who is this you bring
with you?”
“Sire. Captain Jean Lafitte, of Lou
isiana,” answered Greloire, after a
moment's hesitancy; and Lafitte, com
ing forward, bowed respectfully.
“Jean Lafitte,” Napoleon repeated
slowly, looking, not at the former, but
at Greloire. “I have heard the name
before, but not to the wearer’s credit.
I ajfc you, Greloire,”—and his voice j
took a yet icier note,—“you. who are
his sponsor, why Captain Jean lafitte,
of Louisiana, dare present himself i
before me?”
“I. Jean Lafitte, will answer your
Question, Sire; I, Jean lafitte. of
1-ouisianal And I say to the man
whom my boyish heart adored, and
whom my man’s heart loves, that I i
dare present myself to him because
I have ships, gold, men, at my com- |
mand, and all these, with my own
life, are his, if he can find use for
them.”
There was a short silence, and one
that seemed heavy, after the passion
ate voice had ceased. Then an icy |
tone made sharp contrast as the em
poror said, “These ships, men, and
gold, Captain Lafitte—how is it that
you come to have them?”
Lafitte found it difficult to control *
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you?” urged Lafitte, making a final
appeal.
“No—no. Go, you and Greloire;
you must leave me, for I feel it un
wise that you remain another mo
ment. You can do nothing—nothing,
for me. But I am glad to have seen
you—both of you; and I thank you,
Jean, my valiant ghost from the past,
for your offer and your love.”
The emperor, as he spoke, leaned
forward in his chair; and there was a
caress in his smile and tone, as well
as in his touch upon Lafitte’s hand.
‘•If ever a time should come, Sire,
when 1 can serve you. may I have
the honor and happiness of receiving
your commands?” was asked longing
ly.
“And you would come to me?”
“Come to you?” said Lafitte, in a
tone so emphatic that the emperor
made a gesture of warning. “Yes,
Sire, through all the ships England
might seek to interpose.”
“If this be so, Jean, then perhaps
you may some day hear from me.
Meanwhile your adopted country (and
I hope I may some time see it) is at
war with England, my most implac
able enemy; and the conflict may af
ford you an opportunity for freeing
the name of Lafitte from obloquy.
And. when this is done, I would ask
of you to assume again your rightful
name—the one belonging to your fa
ther's title ami estates.”
“My father’s name and estates,
Sire? Surely these are but phantoms
of the past, with which I, Jean La
fitte. can have no connection.”
The speculative eyes turned a smil
ing glance upon him as the emperor
said. “It is scarcely a safe thing to
aver what may or may not lie in the
future. You, who seem so desirous of
serving me—cannot you promise me
this?”
“Indeed, yes. Sire,” was the fervent
answer as the speaker bent to touch
with his lips the hand pressing his
own.
“Be it so. Now"—-and the clasping
hand released its hold—“you must
leave me; and be sure to remember
my wish that you remain with Murier
until you hear from me. Good night,
Greloire. Gcod-night, Jean.
V' X//,
“I, Lafitte, will answer your qu estion, Sire.*’
himself—to make his voice and bear
ing accord with the respect he felt,
and had but now expressed, for the
man whose sarcastic calm turned
back the impetuous torrent of his
feelings. But the tone in which he
replied was quiet, although husky
with repressed emotion.
“Despite, Sire, the tales which have
distorted my name and acts, and
which I perceive have reached your
ears to prejudice you against "ie, I
claim that what I have of pscperty
was personally gained by legitimate
means—in trading, and also by war
fare which was perfectly honorable
in its way. I have come with the
same heart for whose love you once
cared, to pray that you let me serve j
you, if I may, and die happy, in win
ning back the peace of mind a reck
less boy threw away.”
A new light swept like a softening
hand across Napoleon’s austere fact*.
“Captain Lafitte. you are right,” he j
said, with an entire change of voice |
and manner. He extended his hand;
and Lafitte. with a rush of new emo
tions, bowed deeply, and pressed it :
to his lips.
As he raised his head, the emperor’s i
fingers tightened their clasp, and he
rose to his feet.
“A man whose heart can treasure
such love for me during all these
many years is surely one who should
not be misjudged,” he said, looking
up into the jounger man's face;
“most surely not by me, and at such
a time as the present.”
As he uttered the final words he
placed his arms around Lafitte’s
shoulders and embraced him.
“Sire!”
A volume of emotions spoke in that
single word.
“Sire, my whole heart is grateful
for these words of confidence and
esteem. No one can real’ze better
than myself how grave was the mis
take I made; and no man would make
greater sacrifices to undo it.”
“Tut, tut, boy,” replied Napoleon,
with all his old air of affection, and
tapping the shoulder upon jvhich one
of his hands still rested, “when you
have reached my years you will know
better than to waste time and
thoughts in useless regrets. Let the
past go, Jean, my lad, and look only
Into the future.” *
The emperor resumed his seat, and
resting his hands upon the arms of
the chair, stared straight before him,
while Lafitte stood looking down at
the seated form.
•And may I not do something for
The gray eyes and dark ones ex
changed a last fleeting glance of part
ing as Lafitte, following Greloire from
the room, paused an instant in the
doorway to look back.
Lafitte, quartered in one of Madame
Teche's dimity-hung chambers, slept
lfttle that night. He reviewed again
and again the meeting with Xapoleon,
until his brain was in a turmoil of
thought that banished sleep.
If the emperor would go to Amer
ica. might not he, Lafitte. be the
means of getting him there in safety?
It was late when Greloire went to
sleep, still half-conscious of the foot
steps in the room next to his own;
and lie awoke to see Lafitte standing
by his bedside.
“It is scarcely an hour after sun
rise, Greloire. and I regret to disturb
you. But a messenger has just left a
package with me, together with a
written message from the emperor, re
questing that you and I leave the is
land now’, as speedily as possible.”
“So?” said Greloire, rubbing his
eyes. “Then it is best that I leave
this comfortable bed. Did you say
the emperor sent you a packet?”
“Yes. And when I tore off the outer
wrapping. I found upon the inner one
his request that I should not exam
ine it until we had left the island.
What do you suppose can be the
meaning of this?
“Wait, mon ami; wait until you
open the packet. Then I must tell
you something that has escaped my
mind until nowr.”
Breakfast was soon despatched;
and, after thanking Madame Teche
for her hospitality, her guests took
their leave, pursued, until out of hear
ing, by voluble farewells and urgings
to come again.
Murier walked with them to the
beach, which they found deserted,
with the full tide rolling in over the
pebbled sand in a hushed way, as if
Its mood were depressed.
Lafitte, drawing a scarlet handker
chief from his pocket, waved it above
his head; and the master of the fish
ing-smack replied with a speedy hul
loa that came faintly across the
w’ater.
The fisherman beached his boat
near Greloire. who now called to
them, and stood waiting as they
strolled along to join him.
The captain cf the smack was
easily induced to land his passengers
on the French coast; and they were
scarcely under way before the former,
asking Greloire to accompany him,
went below, to open the package.
It wa§ somewhat bulky, and as his
fingers broke the last wrapping, a
collection of papers, some of them
discolored by years, others evidently
of more recent date, fell upon the
cabin table. And in their midst shone
the dull gold frame of an ivory
painted miniature.
For a second Lafitte stared at this;
then, picking it up, he looked intently
at the gypsy-like face of the portrait.
“Ah, mon Dieu! How came the
emperor by this?” he cried choking
ly, the sight of the beautiful face,
which Margot had taught him to love
as the mother whom he had never
known, making the past more real
than the present.
Greloire, who was lighting a cigar,
said dryly, “Examine the papers, and
if they do not tell you, perhaps I can
do so.”
I^fitte glanced at them hurriedly.
They comprised his parents’ marriage
certificate, and ail the other papers,
together with the jewels, that had
been in the small iron box so many
years ago. There were also more re
cent papers, showing that the prop
erty in Languedoc had been released
from sequestration, and held in trust
by Napoleon, emperor of France, for
“Jean, son and heir of the Baron-,
and sometimes known as Jean Lafitte,
of Louisiana, in North America.”
All the documents were there, showT
ing in detail the legal proceedings, in
stituted and perfected under the Con
sulate. and confirmed under the Em
pire.
As the last papar fell from his
hand, Lafitte buried his face in his
crossed arms amid the heap of pre
cious things upon the table.
All the past was rolling in upon
him, a sea of living reality, so distinct
and intense that the present appeared
dim and vaporous.
What had, but last night, seemed
to him legitimate in the light of hi3
every-day world, as he met its events,
now’ looked honor-stained when con
fronted with the appealing sweetness
of the pictured face that had repre
sented to his boyhood all that was
best and purest, and the present sight
of which had brought so vividly be
fore his mental vision the dimmed
face of faithful Margot, and that
proud, stately man he had known as
father, of whom he could recall no
word or act dictated by other than a
sense of the highest honor toward his
fellows.
And Bonaparte, the idol of his
youthful heart, but for so many years
doubted and mistrusted,—he had ob
tained and treasured these proofs of
the wayward boy's position as that
father’s son aud heir, whOe the son
himself was risking in alien lands the
sacrifice of his rightful name and
heritage!
An anguished silence kept him
mute; and Greloire, as if understand
ing this, said nothing.
(To be continued.)
SOME PRANKS OF LIGHTNING.
Fantastic Tricks Played Upon Unfor
tunate Victims.
One of the fantastic tricks -which
lightning plays upon its unfortunate
victims is a kind of flashlight pho
tography. There are numerous in
stances of this which are more or less
“authenticated,” but they seem almost
too wonderful to be believed. One
of these is of a young man in New
Jersey who was struck by lightning
and was taken in an ambulance to the
hospital at once. There seemed to be
no wound except a small mark on the
back, but while the doctors and
nurses were examining him a picture
began to develop on the skin. Soon
before the wondering eyes of the
watchers appeared a perfect picture
of the figure of Christ nailed to the
cross. The explanation is that on the
wall opposite the bed on which the
young man lay was the picture which
w*s reproduced on his skin.
Another instance is of a man who
was struck by lightning, and on his
ch<?fct were red marks resembling the
tree with all its branches under which
the man was standing when he was
killed. From France comes the story
of a peasant girl who was driving a
cow fitim the pasture when she was
overtaken by a storm, and she and
the cow took refuge under the tree. A
bolt killed the cow* and stunned the
girl. When she recovered conscious
ness she found on her chest a picture
of ihe cow the had been driving.
The chate'fhine cf the castle of
Benatonnaire was sitting in a chair
in her salon vfhen the chateau was
struck by lightn'ng. She was quite
uninjured, but on the back of her
dress was found a perfect copy of the
chair on which she had been sitting,
down to its minutest ornament. These
are a few of the many strange pranks
which lightning plays upon us.
Might Be Called Hard Luck.
“Some years aeo,” said E. E. Moore,
“when I lived down on the eastern
shore of Maryland, where I was born,
I had passed a whole day gunning for
rabbits ard I had not killed one. On
my way home through the woods I
met a boy who had a live rabbit.
Ashamed to go home empty handed
I gave the boy twenty-five cents for
his rabbit.
“I then said to myself. ‘I will tie
Mr. Rabbit to a bush and kill him. and
the folks at home will say Ed shot a
rabbit.’ I took a shoestring and fast
ened the rabbit to a bush, and then
stood off. took aim and fired.
“When the gun had stopped kick
ing I saw Mr. Rabbit flying through
the woods. My bullet had cut the
shoestring in twain and had set the
animal free.”—Baltimore American.
“A Rolling Flat.”
The time seems to be approaching
when the motor car will be like a
gypsy caravan, only more commodi
ous. At the automobile show in Paris
there is a vehicle which a lady des
cribes in these caustic terms: “Ju*t
fancy! It is a rolling flat. There you
are with your salon dining room, bed
room and dressing room. How de
lightful to flit about the world with
out leaving your home, and to carry
your own fireside through all the won
derful countries you want to see!”
Charming news for hotel keepers!
Instead of putting up at their pleas
ing. but expensive caravanseries. the
automobilist will take his domestic in
terior about with him on wheels. It
only remains now to christen it the
Romany Car.—London Chronicle
Chateaubriand Steak.
There is nothing a man appreciates
more than a good Chateaubriand
steak and it is something that is sel
dom found to perfection on the home
table. The following is an excellent
recipe. Trim oft* fat and skin from
three pounds of beef, cut from the
center of fillet, and flatten with broad
bladed knife. Sprinkle with salt,
brush over with olive oil and broil
for twenty minutes. With it serve
the following sauce, which is the most
important part: Cook three table
spoons butter, one slice carrot, one
slice onion, bit of bay leaf, sprig of
thyme, sprig of parsley, and half tea
spoon peppercorns, until butter is
browned. Add four tablespoons flour,
one and a half cups brown stock, and
one-half teaspoon meat extract. Bring
to boiling point, strain, add one table
spoon lemon juice, two tablespoons
chopped parsley, one tablespoon but
ter, bit by bit, and salt to taste.
Latest for Gloves.
A pretty fancy for the woman who
’ikes something different in gloves
are those with narrow gauntlet cuffs,
embroidered with steel beads. They
are to be found on both black and
white gloves, the black being stitched
with white and the white with black.
The gauntlets are regularly turned
down over the cuff of the gown or re
versed. turned back over the hand.
They are but little more than an
Inch wide, and the embroidery is
charming.
Striking Skating Costume.
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In aubergine colored facecloth,
trimmed with design in broad Russian
■ braid; a white embroidered vest
| showing at the throat and waist.
Toque of the same cloth and ermine
| furs.
Circular Capes Return.
One of the prettiest evening wraps,
! and one which almost any deft-fin
gered girl can make for herself, hap
pens, fortunately, to be the newest of
fashions—the circular cape.
It is long, and, being circular, is
full enough to fall into graceful, rip
pling lines. Nothing before ever
seemed to quite take the place of the
old-fashioned fur-lined circulars, but
this new little wrap, while not so for
mal, is given so much more flare and
curve that it seems built on peculiarly j
girlish lines.
The cape forms almost a complete I
circle, the two pieces being cut in
front, on the straight of the goods, the !
bias seams joining at the back. If a !
| silk lining is used, take the silk ;
lengthwise across the circle from cor- j
ner to corner, with the widths above j
and below graduated as necessary. In
this way the fewest number of seams
are contrived.
Turn up the lower edge of the cloth
and baste flat, pressing it well. Then j
baste the silk lining in and blind-stitch ;
to the outside.
A few rows of stitching will give
body to the front and do away with j
the necessity for an inner stiffening.
The little upper capes are cut ex- '
actly like the outside, but are only
eight and the other ten inches deep.
These shoulder capes should not be
hemmed, as broadcloth—the only ma
teriol appropriate—will fall into softer
lines with the raw edge.
Tact in Dress.
Tact in dress is necessary to every
woman who hopes to become represen
tative of that refinement which is the
chief ornament of womanhood or girl
hood. It is rare that one sees French
people dressed out of keeping with
their surroundings or position. In the
latter half of the nineteenth century a
noted woman of France. Mme. de Gir
adin, said: "Style ought inevitably to
vary according to the position and age.
It should fit itself to the fortune, to
the habits, to the form, to the circum
stances and indeed to every detail in
the life of those who wish to appear
its leaders.” This truism is as real
to-day as at the time it was written,
but unfortunately outside of la belle
-France this fitting of self to one's
sphere is honored more in the breach
than in the observance.
Shoulder Capes.
Another fashionable accessory to
toilets at home and abroad is the
pretty shoulder capes. True, Fashion
decreed the long shoulder seam must
go, but the long effect from the throat
to the elbow is more than ever in evi
dence, as the deep frilled and fringed
shoulder capes emphatically testify.
Some are merely round or pointed
deep collars, showing much beautiful
handiwork in applications of lace and
embroidery on sheer materials, to be
J worn either over a shirt waist, or fill
ing the neck of a decolette gown.
Some of the deeper ones are more
like berthas, falling over the shoul
ders from a more or less low line, with
high but sheer guimpe above or noth
ing but a string of pearls around the
throat. The “Marie Antoinette” scarf
Is worn with evening gowns, and ties
with long ends knotted at the bust.
When you want eggs to come to a
froth quickly have them almost ice
cold before you break them.
To make a damp cupbord dry stand
in it a bowl of quicklime, which must
be occasionally renewed, as it loses
its power.
A length of cretonne laid over the
pillows is one woman's solution of day
bed dressing in these days when fash
ion has declared pillow shams quite
passe. Of course, a spread of cre
tonne to match goes without saying.
Sprigs of wintergreen or ground Ivy
will drive away red ants. Branches
of wormwood will serve the same pur
pose for black ants. The insects may
j be kept out of sugar barrels by draw
ing a wide chalk mark around the top
near the edge.
Many housewives experience diffi
culty in getting oriental rugs of
square shape small enough to cover
the landing of the stairway of the
usual city house. A so-called “saddle
bag” is just the thing and may be
bought quite inexpensively.
Importance of the Veil.
The veil is always an important ac
cessory to the hat, and veil modes
change even more often than hats.
The correct veil just now with the
tailor hats, meaning the simple toques,
turbans and Amazons worn with the
short skirted tailor suits, is of a fine
figured lace, the color of the suit, or
of some special trimming on the hat.
These veils are finished, as indeed,
are all, on three sides, and when gath
ered up at the back fall in a short
cascade. For dressy hats the fine lined
mesh nets, dotted with a few large
chenille or velvet dots, are correct.
Sheer Chantilly lace and fine chiffon
with lace insets are also worn by
smart women; but the long automo
bile veil is not worn except for real
protection from the cold and w ind.
Ruchings.
Now that ruchings have again firm
ly ensconced themselves in popular
favor, they are to be bought by the
box. as they were more years ago
than most women like to acknowledge
they remember. There are six yards
in a box. Ruching cuts to better ad
vantage in a long piece, and is less
expensive. These are the cheaper va
rieties.
Caring for the Face.
Don't rub the face with too coarse a
towel. Treat it as you would the fin
est porcelain, tenderly and delicately,
for your face is not covered with
parchnvmt or cast iron. Learn how
to “dabble” the face with a fine cloth
as a method of drying. This preserves i
the delicate appearance of the skin.
While the
Tea Bsbkj
Get an eton jacket ready for spring.
Veils of thin figured lace to match
the color of the suit are first choice.
Mohair is being made up in jaunty
little suits for wear a few months
hence.
Detachable collars and cuffs of
white pique look well with the tailor
ed suit.
The smart girl has a little patch
pocket put on the sleeve of her walk
ing jacket.
A multi-gored skirt, flaring wide at
the hem. is the favorite one for the
tailor gown.
Separate white waists with dark
cloth skirts are seen less and less fre
quently.
English eyelet work is displayed on
the newer silk petticoats.
Hoods Again Popular.
Old-fashioned hoods are once more
popular. Sometimes these are part
of the evening wrap or cape, but more
often they are merely a piece of
shirred and quilled silk puffing over
the coiffure with a wide ruffle filled
in with plisse chiffon around the face.
With one of these tied under her chin,
her dainty hands incased in silk lace
mittens and a silk pocket hanging by
a ribbon at her side, the modern girl
is a replica of the girl of quaint ante
bellum days.
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Date Cookies.
One large cup of dates stoned and
cut in small pieces, one cup sugar, one
egg. two-thirds cup of butter, salt, cin
namon and nutmeg. Stir all together,
then add two cups of flour sifted with
two teaspoonfuls of cream of tartar
and one of soda, one-half cup of water
or milk, vanilla, add more flour if need
ed. Roll thin and bake in a quick oven
—Boston Globe.
Cranberry Pudding.
One cup sugar, one cup milk, two
teaspoonfuls melted butter, two cups
flour, two cups cranberries, two tea
spoonfuls baking powder or two small
teaspoonfuls cream of tartar and one
teaspoonful of soda. Stir all together
and bake three-quarters of an hour.
Eat with sweet sauce.
Pretty Silk Waist.
Blouse of pale green taffeta, gather
ed along the shoulders. The stole I
collar, ornamented with gold buttons,
is finished at the bottom with little
fancy revers edged with a little ruf
fle of white mousseline de soie, which
also borders the fronts.
It is finished around the neck with
a little collar of black velvet trimmed
with embroidery, and the cravat and
high standing collar are of lace. The
draped leg-o'-muttou sleeves are trim
med to correspond.
Wraps for Evening.
Wrap milady in fine furs, satin oi
ermine when she goes to the play.
There are some very dainty wraps for
evening wear made of cocks' feathers,
of ostrich feathers, of marabout, and,
cheapest of all. of chiffon trimmed
with ostrich tips. These last, like the
wide lace scarfs, are not only suitable
with light gowns, and for a protection
to the shoulders when in evening dress
but they give such a charming finish
to the gown that no woman can stand
aside from the temptation.
Evening Gown Trimmings.
Trimmings of flowers are much
used on evening gowns. For this pur
pose the small chiffon roses that come
by the yard are very useful. There
are other trimmings shown in wider
and more elaborate designs of lattice
wcrk garnitures made up in bachelors’
buttons and daisies and the like,
which make beautiful berthas.
Brown Bread.
Two cupsful of cornmeal, one cupful
of graham, ore-third cup best mo
lasses, two cups sour milk, one tea
spoon rounding full of soda, one tea
spoonful salt. Mix thoroughly and
pour into a mold and steam five hours.
The milk should not be very sour. If
it is, use part sweet.
New Style in Rings.
There is a variation of the two
stone ring, in which two diamonds or
contrasting stones are set diagonally.
Instead of the simple claw setting the
two stones are set deep in the gold,
which curves down on either side to
the body of the ring.
FOR EXTREME WEATHER.
1. Smart walking costume, with
Russian blouse of caracal, having vel
vet belt and collar and the split
6leeves caught with fancy buttons.
2. White baby lamb coat, with cape,
cuffs and facings of the blacY Persian
lamb, trimmed with gold embroidery
and ornaments.
3. Figured zibeline coat suit, with
cape and cuffs of sable.
HER BLOOD TOO THIN
GENERAL DEBILITY RESULTS FROM
IMPOVERISHED BLOOD.
The Remedy That Makes New Blood
Banishes Weakness, Headaches, In
digestion and Nervous Troubles.
Hundreds of women suffer from head
aches, dizziness, restlessness, languor
and timidity. Few realize that their
misery all comes from the bad state of
their blood. They take one thing for
their head, another for their stomach,
a third for their nerves, and yet all the
while it is simply their poor blood that
is the cause of their discomfort.
If one sure remedy for making good,
rich blood were used every one of their
distressing ailments would disappear, as
they did in the case of Mrs. Ella F.
Stone, who had been ailing for years and
was completely run down before she re
alized the nature of her trouble.
“For several years,” said Mrs. Stone,
“ I suffered from general debility. It
began about 1896 with indigestion, ner
vousness and steady headaches. Up to
1900 I hadn’t been able to find any relief
from this condition. I was then very
thin and bloodless. An enthusiastic
friend, who had used Dr. Williams’ Pink
Pills, urged me to give them a trial and
I finally bought a box.
“ I did not notice any marked change
from the use of the first box, but I de
termined to give them a fair trial aud I
kept on. When I had finished the
second box I could see very decided signs
of improvement in my condition. I be
gan to feel better all over aud to have
hopes of a complete cure.
“ I used iu all eight or ten boxes, and
when I stopped I had got back my regu
lar weight and a good healthy color and
the gain has lasted. I can eat what I
please without discomfort. My nervous
ness is entirely gone, aud, while I bad
constant headaches before, I very rarely
have one now. I cheerfully recoin mend
Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills to women who
suffer as I did.”
Mrs. Stone was seen at her pretty
home in Lakewood, R. I., where, as the
result of her experience, Dr. Williams’
Pink Pills are very popular. These fa
mous pills are sold by all druggists. A
book that every woman needs is pub
lished by the Dr. Williams Medicine
Company, Schenectady. N. Y. It is en
titled “Plain Talks to Women,’’and will
be sent free on request.
Chinese farmers are beginning to
demand modern tools, especially such
as are useful for intensive farming.
Earliest Green Onion*.
The John A. Salzer Seed Co., La Crosse,
{Vis., always have something new, some
thing valuable. This year they offer
among their new money making vege
tables, an Earliest Green Eating Onion.
It is a winner, Mr. Farmer and Gardener!
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JUST SEND THIS NOTICE AND lbC.
and they will send vou their big plant and
seed catalog, together with enough seed
to grow
1.000 fine, solid Cabbages,
2.000 rich, juicy Turnips,
2.000 blanching, nutty Celery,
2.000 rich, buttery Lettuce,
1.000 splendid Onions,
1,000 rare, luscious Radishes,
1,000 gloriously brilliant Flowers.
In all over 10,000 plants—this great offer
is made to get you to test their warranted
vegetable seeds and
ALL FOB BUT 16c POSTAGE,
providing you will return this notice, and
if you wili send them 20c in postage, they
will add to the above a big package of
Salzer’a Fourth of July Sweet Corn—the
earliest on earth—10 days earlier than
Cory, Peep o’ Day, First of All, etc. [WJN’ ,L\]
That which is stolen by the tongue
cannot be restored by taffy.
NO SLEEP FOR MOTHER
Baby Covered With Sores and Scales
—Could Not Tell What She
Looked Like—Marvelous
Cure by Cuticura.
“At four months old my baby's face
and body were so covered with sores
and large scales you could not tell
what she looked like. No child ever
had a worse case. Her face was being
eaten away, and even her finger nails
fell off. It itched so she could not
sleep, and for many weary Lights we
could get no rest. At last we got
Cuticura Soap and Ointment. The
sores began to heal at once, and she
could sleep at night, and in one month
she had not one sore on her face or
body.—Mrs. Mary Sanders, 709 Spring
St., Camden, X. J.”
God often says, “Wait;” but he
never says, “Worry.”
Every housekeeper should know
that if they will buy Defiance Cold
Water Starch for laundry use they
will save not only time, because it
never sticks to the iron, but because
each package contains 16 oz.—on" full
pound—while all other Cold Water
Starches are put up in %-pound pack
ages, and the price is the same, 10
cents. Then again because Defiance
Starch is free from all injurious chem
icals. If your grocer tries to sell you
a 12-oz. package it is because he haa
a stock on hand which he wishes to
dispose of before he puts in Defiance.
He knows that Defiance Starch has
printed on every package in large let
ters and figures “16 ozs.” Demand De
fiance and save much time and money
and the annoyance of the iron stick
ing. Defiance never sticks.
Many School Children Are Sickly.
Mother Gray's Sweet powders for Chil
dren, used by Mother Gray, a nurse in
Children's Home, New York, break up
Colds in 24 hours, cure Feverishness. Head
ache, Stomach Troubles, Teething Disor
ders and Destroy Worms. At all Druggists,
25c. Sample mailed free. Address Allen
S. Olmsted, Le Roy, N. Y.
The hypocrite’s religion is the most
repulsive of all his traits.
Dealers say that as soon as a cus
tomer tries Defiance Starch it is im
possible to sell them any other cold
water starch. It can be used cold or
boiled.
The most hopeless task is that of
saving the world with a scowl.
TO CURE A COLO IN ONI DAT
Take Laxative Brorno Quinine Tablet*. All ilrnr
gfeu reiund the in>aey If It fahs to core. £. W.
Grove * tl.aature la on each box. 25c.
Money can do everything except
the things we want it to do.