Loup City Northwestern
J. W. BURLEIGH, Publisher.
LOUP CITY, . .. NEBRASKA.
The Daily Press.
Sir James Crichton-Browne, the em
inent alienist, has just given the
newspaper press a certificate as an
important safeguard of the general
sanity. "It is the antidote to cor
roding egotism and gives a worldwide
horizon to the the purblind and short
sighted.” This in a sense is true; nor
can it be disputed that the press also
“furnishes an easily digestible intel
lectual pabulum.” Sir James likewise
speaks with a specialist’s authority,
one must suppose, when he says that
“many a man has been saved from
melancholy and fatuity by his daily
papers,” and concludes: “Suppress
your newspapers and you will have
to enlarge your lunatic asylums.” We
would gladly accept for ourselves
and our colleagues a tribute primarily
intended for the British press, and
we certainly will not venture to chal
lenge an expert on his own ground.
But before the newspaper cure is
widely applied in our sanitariums, wa
should be glad to have the opinion of
local alienists on a few specific points,
says the New York Post. Does, for
example, that peculiar institution, the
colored supplement, make for san
steadying effect, for young girls to ven
tilate their blighted state and house
wives their maritaal grudges in col
umns entitled “Aid for the Enamor
ed,” “For the Unequally Yoked,” etc.?
Sir James seems to regard the press
as a bulwark against depression mere
ly; but over-elation and hysteria are
also abnormal symptoms; and it is
possible that yellow journalism con
tributes just a little too much to the
febrile gayety of this nation.
Wireless Telegraphy.
Wireless telegraphy is steadily
growing in importance, and our gov
ernment has been among the foremost
in turning the method to practical ac
count. A plan is under way looking to
the creation of a system in the Phil
ippines by which communication may
be had along the entire coast of those
islands through the establishment of a
series of stations. The idea is already
in effect in this country, where a
chain of government wireless stations
extends from Portland, Me., to Gal
veston, Tex. The value of such a sys
tem in communicating official orders,
conveying news of storms and for
other practical purposes has been
fully proved. There is need of a like
arrangement in the Philippines. Wire
less telegraphy is not yet brought to
perfection. There are many difficul
ties to overcome before communica
tion can be invariably swift and cer
tain, but the service is improving and
its extended use is justified.
A notable tact about the vision of
insects and one which it may be sup
posed must largely influence their
view of the external world is the
number of facets or lenses in com
pound eyes. A German naturalist, K.
Linemann, has been painstaking
enough to count the number of facets
in the eyes of no fewer than 150 spe
cies of beetle. He finds that in the
same species .and sex the number
increases with the size of the body.
There is usually no permanent differ
ence between the sexes as to the
number of facets. Occasionally, how
ever, the difference is marked, as in
the case of lampyris splendidula, in
which the male has 2,500 and the fe
male 300. One species, says the Phil
adelphia Record, is noted which has
the extraordinary number of 24,000
facets in its eye. The number of
facets is greater in the rapidly mov
ing active forms than in the more
sluggish species.
Quail starved to death by thousands
'in the winter of 1904-05, but last win
ter they had an easy time except in
February and March. From Massa
chusetts to Indiana the quail are so,
scarce that restocking has become
necessary. The birds for this pur
pose are hard to find. More than 100,
000 have been captured in Alabama
and the southwest, where they still
occur in abundance, and have been
shipped north for breeding. Even
this supply is quite inadequate, and
may not last long. The quail, says
Country Life in America, is perhaps
our most popular game bird, and a
market will be found for all that can
be produced. Complete success has
been had in raising them on a small
scale. Why should not some one go
into the business on such a scale that
he could turn out 100,000 quail per
year?
■ A citizen of Kansas City writes that
natural gas haB cut down his annual
fuel and gas bill from $175 a year to
$74, to say nothing of freedom from
tending a furnace. Better look over
the iceman’s account before announ
cing the millennium.
In the Arabic there are 600 words
with which to designate the camel.
Owing to the fact that “the ship of
the desert” is about the most ornery
brute in creation, some of them are
doubtless unfit for publication.
Japan is reported to have an
nounced its decision to hold in the
near future an international exhibi
tion. There have also been reports of
a proposed fair at Barcelona, Spain.
The Jamestown exhibition of 1907 will
hardly be an .old story before another
great fair is opened in some part of
the world.
Glasgow locks up a scorcher’s auto
mobile for thirty days, but the consti
tution of the United States forbids
cruel and unusual punishments.
A FOOL FOR LOVE
By FRANCIS LYNDE
AUTHOR OF *‘THB GRAFTERS." ETC.
-(Copyright,Utft.by J. P. UppinooeiOo.)
CHAPTEB X—Continued.
Calvert acquiesced eagerly, scenting
possibilities. But when they were out
under the frosty stars he had the
good sense to walk her up and down
in the healing silence and darkness
for five full minutes before he ven
tured to say what was in his mind.
When he spoke it was earnestly and
to the purpose, not without eloquence.
He loved her; had always loved her,
he thought: Could she not,«with time
and the will to try, learn to love him?
—not as a cousin?
She turned quickly and put both
hands on his shoulders.
“Oh Cousin Billy—don’t!” she fal
tered brokenly; and he, seeing at once
that he had played the housebreaker
where he would fain have been the
welcome guest, took his punishment
manfully, drawing her arm in his and
walking her yet other turns up and
down the long platform until his pa
tience and the silence had wrought
their perfect work.
“Does it hurt much?” she asked,
softly, after a long time.
“You would have to change places
with me to know just how much it
hurts,” he answered. “And yet you
haven't left me quite desolate, Vir
ginia. I still have something left—
all I’ve ever had, I fancy.”
“And that is—”
“My love for you, you know. It
isn’t at all contingent upon yo.ur yes
or no; or upon possession—it never
has been, I think. It has never asked
! much except the right to be.”
She was silent for a moment. Then
she said: “Cousin Billy, I do believe
that you are the best mrtn that ever
lived. And I am ashamed—ashamed!”
“What for?”
“If I have spoiled you, ever so lit
tle, for some truer, worthier woman.”
“You haven’t; you mustn’t take that
view of it. I am decently in love
with my work—a work that not a few
wise men have agreed could best be
done alone. I don’t think there will
be any other woman. You see, there
is only one Virginia. Shall we go
in now?”
She nodded, but when they reached
the Rosemary the returning engine
was rattling upon the open siding.
Virginia drew back.
“I don't want to meet Uncle Somer
ville just now,” she confessed. “Can't
we climb up to the observation plat
form at the other end of the car?”
He said yes, and made the affirma
tive good by lifting her in his arms
over the high railing. Once safely on
the car, she bade him leave her.
“Slip in quietly and they won't no
tice,” she said. “I’ll come presently.”
Calvert obeyed, and Virginia stood
alone in the darkness. Down in the
Utah construction camp lights were
darting to and fro; and before long
she beard the hoarse puffs of the big
octopod, betokening activities.
She was shivering a little in the
chill wind sliding down from the
snow-peaks, yet she would not go in
until she had made sure. In a little
time her patience was rewarded. The
huge engine came storming up the
grade on the new line, pushing its
three flat-car.;, which were black with
clinging men. On the car nearest
the locomotive, where the dazzling
beam of the headlight pricked him
out for her, stood Winton, braced
against the lurchings of the train over
the uneven track.
"God speed you, my love!” she mur
mured, softly; and when the gloom of
the upper canyon cleft had engulfed
man and men and storming engine
she turned to go in.
She was groping for the doorknob
in the darkness made thicker by the
glare of the passing headlight when
a voice, disembodied for the moment,
said: “Wait a minute, Miss Carteret;
I’d like to have a word with you.”
She drew back quickly.
“Is it you, Mr. Jastrow? Let me
go in, please.”
“In one moment. I have something
to say to you—something you ought
to hear.”
“Can’t it be said on the other side
of the door? I am cold—very cold,
Mr. Jastrow.”
It was his saving hint, but he would
not take it.
rso, it must be said to you alone.
We have at least one thing in com
mon, Miss Carteret—you and I. That
is a proper appreciation of the suc
cessful realities. I—”
She stopped him with a quick little
gesture of impatience.
“Will you be good enough to stand
aside and let me go in?”
The keen breath of the snow-caps
was summer-warm in comparison with
the chilling iciness of her manner;
but the secretary went on unmoved:
“Success is the only thing worth
while in this world. Winton will fail,
but I shan't. And when I do succeed,
I shall marry a woman who can wear
the purple becomingly.”
“I hope you may, I’m sure,” she
answered, wearily. “Yet you will ex
cuse me if I say that I don’t under
stand how it concerns me, or why you
should keep me out here in the cold
to tell me about it”
“Don’t you? It concerns you very
nearly. You are the woman, Miss
Carteret.”
“Indeed? And if I decline the
honor?”
The contingency was one for which
the suitor seemed not entirely pre
pared. Yet he evinced a willingness
to meet the hypothesis in a spirit of
perfect candor.
“You wouldn’t do that, definitely, I
fancy. It would be tantamount to
driving me to extremities.”
"If you will tell me how I can do
it ‘definitely,’ I shall be most happy to
drive you to extremities, or anywhere
else out of my way,” she said, frigidly.
. “Oh, I think not,” he rejoined.
“You wouldn’t want me to go and tell
Mr. Darrah how you have betrayed
him to White®. I had the singular
good fortune to overhear your con
versation—yours and Winton’s, you
know; and if Mr. Darrah knew, he
would cut you out of his will with
very little compunction, don’t you
think? And, really, you mustn’t
throw yourself away on that Senti
mental Tommy of an engineer, Miss
Virginia. He’ll never be able to give
you the position you’re fitted for.”
Since French was a dead language
to Mr. Arthur Jastrow, he never knew
what it was that Miss Carteret named
him. But she left him in no doubt
as to her immediate purpose.
‘‘If that be the case, we would bet
j ter go and find my uncle at once,” she
said in her softest tone; and before he
could object she had led the way to
the Rajah's working-den stateroom.
Mr. Darrah was deep in one of the
cipher telegrams when they entered,
and he looked up to glare fiercely at
one and then the other of the intrud
ers. Virginia gave her persecutor no
time to lodge his accusation.
“Uncle Somerville, Mr. Winton was
here an hour ago, as you know, and
I told him what you had done—what
I had helped you do. Also, I sent
him about his business; which is, to
win his railroad fight if he can. Mr.
Jastrow overheard the conversation,
purposely, and as he threatens to turn
informer, I am saving him the trou
ble. Perhaps I ought to add that he
offered to hold his peace if I would
promise to marry him.”
What the unlucky Jastrow might
have said in his own behalf is not
to be here set down in peaceful black
and white. With the final word of
f Virginia’s explanation the fierce old
master of men was up and clutching
for the secretary’s throat, and the
working complement of the Rosemary
suffered instant loss.
Winton bas outgeneraled us. During
the night -be pushed his track up to
the disputed crossing, ‘rushed’ the
guarded engine, and ditched it.”
Virginia felt that she ought to be
decorously sorry for relationship’s
sake, but the effort ended in a little
paean of joy.
‘‘But Uncle Somerville—what will
he do?”
“He is with McGrath on the engine,
getting himself—and us—to the front
in a hurry, as you perceive.”
“Isn’t it too late to stop Mr. Winton
now?”
“I don’t know. From what I could
overhear I gathered that the ditched
engine is still in the way, that they
are trying to roll it over into the
creek. Bless me! McGrath is getttlng
terribly reckless!” this as a spiteful
lurch of the car flung them both
across the compartment.
“Say Uncle Somerville,” she amend
ed. “Don't charge it to Mr. McGrath.
Can’t we go out on the platform?”
“It’s as much as your life is worth,”
he asserted, but he opened the door
for her.
The car was backing swiftly up the
grade with the engine behind serving
as a “pusher.” At first the fiercely
driven snow-whirl made Virginia gasp.
Then the speed slackened and she
could breathe and see.
The shrilling wheels were tracking
around a curve into a scanty widening
of the canyon. To the left, on the
rails of the new line, the big decapod
was heaving and grunting in the
midst of an army of workmen swarm
ing thick upon the overturned guard
engine.
“Goodness! it’s like a battle!” she
shuddered. As she spoke the Rose
mary stopped with a jerk and Mc
Grath’s fireman darted past to set the
spur-track switch.
The points were snow-clogged, and
the fireman wrestled with the lever,
saying words. The delay was meas
urable in heart-beats, but it sufficed.
The big decapod coughed thrice like
a mighty giant in a consumption; the
clustering workmen scattered like
chaff to a ringing shout of “Stand
clear!” and the obstructing mass of
iron and steel rolled, wallowing an^
hissing, into the stream.
“Rails to the front! Hammermen!”
yelled Winton; and the scattered force
rallied instantly.
But now the wrestling fireman had
"GO!"
“You'H spy upon a membeh of mythrown the switch, and at the Rajah’s
family, will you, sen! he stormed.
“Out with you, bag and baggage, befo’
I lose my tempeh and forget what is
due to this young lady you have in
sulted, seh, with your infamous pro
posals! Faveh me instantly, while
you hare a leg to run with! Go!”
Jastrow disappeared; and when the
door closed behind him Virginia faced
her irate clan-chief bravely.
“He was a spy, and he would have
been a traitor—for a consideration,
Uncle Somerville. But I am little bet
ter. What will you do to me?”
The Rajah’s wrath evaporated quick
ly, and a shrewd smile, not unkindly,
wrinkled the ruddy old face.
“So it was a case of the trappeh
trapped, was it, my deah? I’m sor
ry—right sorry. I might have known
how it would be; a youngeh man
would have known. But you have
done no unpahdonable mischief.
Misteh Winton would have found out
for himself in a few hours at furthest,
and we are ready for him now.”
“Oh, dear!” she said. “Then he
will be beaten?”
“Unquestionably. Faveh me by go
ing to bed, my deah. Your roses will
suffeh sadly for all this excitement,
I feah. Good night.”
CHAPTER XI.
It seemed to Virginia that she had
but just fallen asleep when she was
rudely awakened by the jar and grind
of the Rosemary’s wheels on snow
covered rails. Drawing the curtain,
she found that a new day was come,
gray and misty white in the gusty
swirl of a mountain snow-squall.
Without disturbing the sleeping
Bessie, she dressed quickly and slipped
out to see what the early morning
change of base portended. The com
mon room was empty when she en
tered :lt, but before she could cross
to the door the Reverend Billy came
in, stamping the snow from his feet.
“What is it?” she asked, eagerly.
“Are we off for California?”
“No, it’s some more of the war.
command the Rosemary shot out on
the spur to be thrust with locked
brakes fairly into the breach left de
fenseless by the ditched engine. With
a mob-roar of wrath the infuriated
track-layers made a rush for the new
obstruction. But Winton was before
them.
“Hold on!” he shouted, bearing
them back with outflung arms. “Hoid
on, men, for God’s sake! There are
women in that car!”
The wrathful wave broke and ed
died murmurous while a square-shoul
dered old man with fierce eyes and
huge white mustaches, and with an
extinct cigar between his teeth, clam
bered down from the Rosemary's en
gine to say:
"Hah! a ratheh close connection, eh,
Misteh Winton? Faveh me with a
match, if you please, seh. May I
assume that you won’t tumble my pri
vate car into the ditch?”
Winton was white-hot, but he found
a light for the Rajah’s cigar, easing
his mind only as he might with Vir
ginia looking on.
“I shall be more considerate of the
safety of the ladies than you seem
to be, Mr. Darrah,” he retorted. “You
are taking long chances in this game,
sir.”
The Rajah’s laugh rumbled deep In
his throat. “Not so vehy much longer
than you have been taking during the
past fo’tnight, my deah seh. But
neveh mind; all’s fair in love or war,
and we appeah to be having a little
of both up heah in Qua’tz creek, hah?”
Winton flushed angrily. It was no
light thing to be mocked before his
men, to say nothing of Miss Carteret
standing within arm’s reach on the
railed platform of the Rosemary.
“Perhaps I shall give you back that
word before we are through, Mr. Dar
rah,” he snapped. Then to the eddy
ing mob-wave: “Tools up, boys. We
camp here for breakfast. Flanagan,
send the 215 down for the cook’s out
fit”
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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Viewpoint of a Bachelor.
Iris—I wonder why you are so pop
ular with the widows?
Jack—I guess they feel sorry for
me because I haven’t been anybody’s
first choice.
Beat Him to It.
Riley—Did you invite your friend
from Kentucky to take a drink when
you met him downtown?
Smiley—I should say not He didn’t
give me a chance.
MAKING POINTS CF BEAUTY.
Possibilities in What May Be Called
Waste Corners.
Paradoxical as it sounds, the ugli
est places in a house may often be
made Its most salient points of beauty.
I remember once staying in an old
fashioned country place whose possi
bilities would have seemed nil to the
average owner, yet, which was really
a most charming habitation because
of its mistress’ taste.
In her living room was an open fire
place. Not a real bit of colonial, not
a modern Dutch tiled affair, but a
great yawning, smoke-blackened aper
ture, whose sole purpose in life
seemed to be to hold fire dogs and
burning logs when the weather de
manded.
To this uninviting chasm this clev
er woman carried big earthenware
pans, borrowed from her dairy, and
these she kept filled through all the
warm months with whatever nature
offered her. The first spring flowers
and green leaves that showed them
selves in April; daisies, when they
'came, masses of delicate Queen
Anne’s lace, bunches of yellow golden
rod, clusters of gorgeously-tinted au
tumn leaves; and every one who
came into that room exclaimed in
voluntarUy at the beauty of that fire
place.
I knew another great rambling old
house that was possessed of an ener
mous number of unnecessary land
ings and halls. Waste room, the
woman who lived there cheerfully
called it, but she made the most of
it. She gave up all notion of a reg
ular sitting-room and developed an
astonishing number of delightful cor
ners that were cozy in more than
name.
You went up a short flight of steps
and were confronted by a cushioned
seat, a table littered with magazines,
a comfortable reading lamp and a
tiny corner bookcase. Another, and
you found an open desk with writing
materials spread invitingly before
you. You turned a corner, and an
embryo conservatory, with a twitter
ing canary bird to keep you company,
provided a joy of rest for your jaded
eyes.
That woman had a great reputation
as a matchmaker—a reputation which
she laughingly disclaimed. “I never
made a match in my life,” she said.
“If people will get engaged under my
roof, please blame the house, not me.”
There is scarcely a home that has
.not tried its mistress’ soul because
of some special nook that refuses to
blend with the conventional arrange
ment of furniture. Try devoting it
to some special thing, a potted plant,
a comfortable lounging place, a niche
for curiosities; it may be worth your
while.—Washington Star.
Fruit Shower and Luncheon.
A bride-to-be has just been given a
fruit shower and luncheon by a dozen
of her girl friends. Each was asked
to bring some sort of fruit, a list be
ing made to prevent duplication. The
jars of fruit were concealed about the
dining-room, and the bride-elect was
started upon a hunt for them. All
sorts of canned fruits, jellies, marma
lades and preserves were contributed.
Each jar was attractively wrapped in
white tissue paper or put in a box.
The luncheon consisted of deviled
crabs, olives, hot rolls, currant jelly,
tomato salad, lettuce sandwiches and
coffee. The ice cream was served in
paper cases representing slippers, and
the individual cakes were round, cov
ered with icing, and on the top of each
stood a tiny china doll dressed in
white satin with a long tulle veil.
After the guests had finished eating,
they were asked by the hostess to re
cite aloud their favorite recipe and
best wish. The recipes were then col
lected and given to the bride-elect for
future use.
The Ubiquitous Plaid.
Is extremely popular just now.
Plaid velvets are seen as well as
silks and woolen goods.
Children and grown-ups, too, will
wear plaids of every description.
It even appears on hats, particu
larly those for small people.
A fetching red hat for a little per
son has a flatcrown of velvet with a
full floppy brim of gray plaid silk.
Whole gowns are made of plaid
cloth or silk, walking suits are made
of plaid stuffs, and the most fascinat
ing blouses seen in a long time are of
taffeta silk, showing the plaids of the
various clans.
Blue and green predominate as a
combination in this season's goods.
Plaid serges, too, will be a feature
in materials.
Some of the newest designs show,
in addition to the plaid, a satin stripe
in a solid color, dividing the material
into still larger squares.
Buy the Best.
The wise woman never buys cheap
things, says a writer. The woman who
wants her money to go as far as pos
sible never buys cheap things. The
woman who wants her family to look
well, and herself to look well, never
buys cheap things. They have all
learned the expensivenes of some
sorts of economy. It applies to all
branches of family shopping. Cheap
food destroys the digestions of the
household, and the doctor’s bills more
than make up the difference. It pays
to feed a family well. By well, is
meant simply and wholesomely. Cheap
clothes are the bane of the poor.
They never look well and drop to
pieces when a good suit would still
be fresh and presentable.
How to Fasten Rugs.
Small rugs will not curl up at the
corners if triangular pieces of corru
gated rubber are fastened under each
corner. Have the rubber extended
six or eight inches along the edge of
the rugs. Bore small holes in each
corner of the rubber and sew through
the holes and carpet. The stitches
will be hidden by the pile of the rug.
Sweeprng Brooms.
A heavy broom should always be
selected in preference to a light one
for thorough sweeping, as the weight
aids in the process. In buying a
broom, test it by pressing the edge
against the floor. If the straws bris
tle oat and bend, the broom is a
poor one, for they should remain in a
firm, solid mass, j
You can do vour dyeing in half an
hour with PUTOAM FADELESS DYES.
Ask your druggist.
If the shoe fits it's a sure sign it
woman will ask for a smaller size.
Lewis’ Single Binder straight Sc. You
pay 10c for cigars not so good. Your deale::
or Lewis’ Factory, Peoria, 111.
No man imagines he is as homely
as he is.
For flexibility, smooth finish, stiff
ness and durability, Defiance Starch
has no equal—10c for 16 oz.
Love is seldom blind to the financial
interests connected with a matrimoni
al deal.
Important to Mothers.
Examine carefully every bottle of CASTORIA,
a eafe and sure remedy for infants and children,
and see that it
Bears the
Signature of
In Use For Over 30 Years.
Xhn Kind You Have Always Bought.
There is no reason wny men
shouldn’t love their enemies as they
love themselves—especially if they
happen to he their own worst ene
mies.
Novelist Avenged Dog's Death.
Gabriele d'Annunzio has erected a
monument to his dog. The inscription
is long, beginning: “Sacred to the
imperishable memory of my greatest
and most faithful friend.’’ The dog
was killed by a peasant some months
ago. The novelist prosecuted the
man, who, at the trial, at Florence,
said that he killed the dog because it
worried his hens. The author had
engaged the services # two notable
councilors, at an expense of $1,000, to
prosecute. He won, and the peasant
was sentenced to ten days’ imprison
ment.
TERRIBLE SCALP HUMOR.
Badly Affected with Sores and Crusts
—Extended Down Behind the Ears
—Another Cure by Cuticura.
“About ten years ago my scalp be
came badly affected with sore and
itching humors, crusts., etc., and ex
tended down behind the ears. My hair
came out in places, also. I was great
ly troubled; understood it was ecze
ma. Tried various remedies so called,
without effect. Saw your Cuticura
advertisement, and got the Cuticura
Remedies at once. Applied them as
to directions, etc., and after two weeks
I think, of use, was clear as a whistle.
I have to state also that late last fall,
October and November, 1904, I was
suddenly afflicted with a bad eruption,
painful and itching pustules over the
lower part of the body. I suffered
dreadfully. In two months, under the
skillful treatment of my doctor, con
joined with Cuticura Soap and Cut.i
cura Ointment, I found myself cured.
H. M. F. Weiss, Rosemond, Christian
Co., 111., Aug. 31. 1905.”
Could Take His Choice.
At a recent inquest in a Pennsyl
vania town, one of the jurors, after
the usual swearing in, arose and with
much dignity protested against serv
ice, alleging that he was the general
manager of an important concern and
was wasting valuable time by sitting
as a juror at an inquest.
The coroner, turning to his clerk,
said: “Mr. Morgan, kindly hand me
‘Jervis’ (the authority on juries).”
Then, after consulting the book, the
coroner observed to the unwilling
juror:
“Upon reference to ‘Jervis,’ I find,
sir, that no persons are exempt from
service as jurors except idiots, imbe
ciles and lunatics. Now, under which
heading do you claim exemption?”—
Success Magazine.
If we could only see ourselves as
others see us—but we can’t, so there’s
no use worrying about It.
THEY CURE AN/EMIA
Dr. Williams' Pink Pills the Mast
Successful Remedy for All
Forms of Debility. m
Anaemia, whether it results from no- '
tual loss of blood, from lack of nutrition
due to stomach trouble, or whatever its
cause, is simply a deficiency of the vi tal
fluid. Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills actually
make new blood. They do that one
thing and they do it well.
“As a girl,” says Mrs. Jessie Fink, of
180 East Mill street, Akron, Ohio, “ I
suffered from nervous indigestion and
when I was eighteen years old I was
reduced in weight to 93 pounds. I was
anaemic, nervous, couldn’t eat or sleep,
was short of breath after the least exer
tion and had headaches almost con
stantly. I had a doctor, of course, bat I
might as well have taken so much water
for all the goixl his medicine did me.
Finally my vitality and strength were
so redaced that I had to take to my
bed for several weeks at a time. I
could not digest any solid food and for
weeks I did not take any other nourish
ment than a cup of tea or beef broth.
“While I was sick in bed I read of
Dr.Williams’ Pink Pills and I stopped
all other medicine and began to take the
pills. Soou my improvement was very
noticeable. My strength began to re
turn, my stomach gave me no pain and
just as soon as I began to take solid food
1 gained in weight. Dr. Williams’ Pink
Pills certainly saved my life. I am now
perfectly well, have regained my normal
weight cf 120 pounds and I think Dr.
Williams’ Pink Pills are a wonderful
medicine.”
These celebrated pills are recom
mended for stubborn stomach trouble,
for all cases of weakness and debit ty.
such as result from fevers and other
acute diseases. All druggists sell Dr.
Williams’ Pink Pills, or they will be sent
by mail postpaid, on receipt of pric , 50
cents per box, six boxes for $2.50. by
the Dr. Williams Medicine Comp .ny,
Scheuecsady, N. Y.
0
CURES SICK-HEADACHE
Tablets and powders advertised
as cures for sick-headacho are gen
erally harmful and they do not cure
but only deaden the pain by patting
the nerves to sleep for a short time
through the use of morphine or
cocaine.
Lane’s Family
Medicine
the tonic-laxative, cares sick-head
ache, not merely stops it for an
hour or two. It removes the cause
of headache and keeps it away.
Sold by all dealers at 25c. and 50c.
i
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BEST IN THE WORLD
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cannotbeequaliedatanjpr
To Shoe Dealert:
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bing House is the most
complete in this country
_Send for Catalog
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SHOES FOB EVERYBODY AT AXE PRICES.
Men’s Shoes, $5 to $1.50. Boys’ Shoes. $3
to$1.35. Women’s Shoes, $4.00 to $1.50.
Misses' Be Children’s Shoes, $2.35 to $1.00.
Try TV. X. Dougins Women'll, Missi s anil
Children's shoes; for style, fit and wear
they excel other makes.
If I could take you into my large
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you how carefully W. L. Douglas shoes
are made, you would then understand
why they hold their shape, fit better,
wear longer, and are of greater value
than any other make.
Wherever you live, you can obtain W. L.
Douglas shoes. His name and price Is stamped
on the bottom, which protects you against high
prices and Inferior shoes. To he no lul’iti.
tute. Ask your dealer for W. L. Douglas shoes
and Insist upon having them.
Fast Color tuelets used; then u/ill not wear bras.su.
Write for Illustrated Catalog ol Pall Styles.
W. L. DOUULAS, Dept. 12. Brockton, iv.aeu.
U. S. NAVY
enlists for four years young men of goad
character and sound physical condition te
tween the ages of 17 and 26 as apprentice sea
men; opportunities for advancement; pay
$16 to $70 a month. Electricians. inachinis*s.
blacksmiths, coppersmiths, yeomen (clerk j).
carpenters, shipntters. firemen, musicians,
cooks, etc., between 21 and i>5 years, enlisted
in special ratings with suitable pay; bospl a
apprentices 18 to 28 years. Retirement on
three-fourths pay and allowances after au
years service. Applicants in us . be American
citizens.
First clothing outfit free to recruits. Upon
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and increase in pay upon re-enlistment within
lonr mouths of discharge. Offices at Linco n
and Hastings. Nebraska. Also, during winter,
at Des Moines and Sioux City. Iowa. A«ldr«*bs
NAVY HECRUITINO STATION.P.O.BUg..OMAUA
Lot Me Send Yon a Package of
Defiance Starch
with your next order of groceries and I will guarantee
that you will be better satisfied
with it than with any starch you
have ever used.
I claim that it has no superior
for hot or cold starching, and
It Will
Not
Stick
to the
Iron
I>o cheap premiums are given
with DEFIANCE STARCH,
but YOU GET ONE-THIRD MORE
for your money than of any
other brand.
DEFIANCE STARCH costs
10c for a 16-oz. package, and I
will refund your money if it
stioks to the iron.
Truly yours.
Honest John,
The Grocery tnaa
