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SYN'CPSiS. The story I*;’ ' s during trip of the “Overland M.r'," through the Uookv I:? -iimams, wi ' art- being made t * build ::p 11;.• i;.: r\ ' t n--le Hilly’ Oodge. s:-.:- dti\r. .Min'd Vincent, a : * man. end i l.ia Oa.P.vallader. in tr> Miuoed T -.c ■ '*""s the re mains of a r:i ■ - i 1/ : i at Anthony’s nation t!)i-v !i:: ! ri. • r -iskms have ear rieii the :• ’ •••.liv- w.»rk there also. Stella An !: -augh; r of Anthony, keeper of s;:u:-.oi. is intr> n d. The trav elers find ti :*t Antioe.* Im ' been killed. Vincent vv Ah lei. .-f introduction to « ;.m . Siar.f* I • - 1 his work in tin. irthing p’ans of : ■ hes of railroad. h-*:ug hi;; 1;. I ? h i> ; of safe arrival of Stella Anther .- in • letter from her. Vin » -in visits to-.vn w! railroad men are waking on r> ad and r« cei . es token of ♦ •steem from Stella. embodied in a neat lunch and : g -r *t. "Ku-.-le Billy*’ arrives in railroad : c.vn. m-' -ting Stella. M hears news i . sir.! railroad bill lias passed. Ti. • «■! s ;e driver de • ales to work 1.'Irs * t*> town m order that In* may he able «*• U P fatherly watch over tin* voting wor;:a:i. Siella revives ‘Tncli! Billy” will kisses for he brought her a new hat. She is engaged as a tutor for Viola 1*. : r. ird. daughter of hotel landladv Vim nt 'isits society circles of enanii -s : '!:•■ Central Pacific railroad and learns their secrets. CHAPTER VII—Continued. Sally B. saw Us disappointment, and came quickly to his rescue. “Go with my Viola here; shell show ye. Yen can make the house across the gulch in 15 minutes. Mr. Sacket was killed by a blast the other day. you know, an' Stella's ben with the widder sence. But Vi'll stay with her, an' you'n Stella can talk a heap in a half hour. Walk this way. an' slow; an' ye'll still have a quarter hour fur yer dinner 'fore the stags leaves. Billy Hodge pulls out to-day; he'll give ye an extra minute or two." Alfred flushed at Sally B.’s loud plans. He had found instant favor in her eyes. His obvious superiority to the men that swarmed, un welcome. about Stella at every op portunity. decided Sally B. to aid him with Stella. The sooner they settled things the better it would be for her. But she had no conception of the complexities of Alfred's nature and rearing. She could not have compre hended, had he explained it, his senti ment for Stella, did not dreatn of the cause of his flush of annoyance as he left her—an annoyance that lasted and made him a silent companion in the quick walk. Viola, glancing shyly at his angry eyes, registered against him a con clusion he might have needed to reckon with had no; the •sion of Stel la in the doorway banished gloom and evoked a smile that the child was quite old enough to read and glory in. Breathless, Viola explained her com ing with such bald candor that Stella went forth dumb with embarrassment. She had lived hard the past few weeks; Alfred r -bized it at. once. But now she was tongue-tied. The con straint born of separation was upon her. Intuition read to her a little of the record of Alfred s experiences; of his different and engrossing cares. Also, the impact of lives and ex periences surrounding her had created an incomprehensible atmosphere through which sh saw Alfred as through a veil, a different Alfred. He felt her diffidence and construed it as kind indifference. She did not love him; she wished hint to recognize the absurd situation Viola had thrust upon them, yet she was too gentle to hurt him with speech. And thus the fleet minutes waned while these two dumbly sought each other, like lovers at a l>al masque, clasping hands yet sundered by a domino. 1 hey came down the path to town and mounted the high, uneven side walk. L’ncle Billy had just dashed up to the express office, the curvetting six under the spur of his mysterious skill s^ill showing off proudly to the admiring bystanders. Gideon was in the barroom doorway, his glowering eyes fixed on the approaching pair. Alfred discerned the hate in Gideon's surly greeting, saw the loutish leers and nudges of the loungers, Stella's burning cheeks; li ■ even mistook the satisfaction in Uncle Billy's hearty urging. uct outside of vo' dinneh at a two forty t;aitT Vincent. The Ovehland cain t wait, and ( ncle Billy cain't miss yo’ company. Sabe?” At the dining room door Stella paused and held out her hand. “No; it’s not good-bye." Alfred said, though he took her hand. "I shall stay over, shall see you to-niglit—and—” "Hello, Vincent! You’re the very man I wanted to see. Had your din ner? Superintendent Crocker breezed out of the dining room, his eyes giving sincere admiration to Stella, his voice a hearty welcome to Alfred. “No, sir," Alfred answered hesitat ingly. "1—” "Eat quick, then. Billy Dodge don’t wait for passengers, important or oth erwise. The greatest luck this. 1 ex pected a dull trip over—always ex cepting the driver.” He waved a smiling apology to Uncle Billy and climbed to the seat beside him. Alfred felt his body grow leaden; and he startled Stella with his strained voice. "\ery well. Mr. Crocker; I’ll be with you in a minute.” He turned to Stella. There was something in her unguarded face that set his every nerve atingle; that elated yet maddened him. Still, he must hold himself in check, must not lose a second; most of all, he must not let her know what he had learned. “Yes, It must be good-bye, after all, you see,” he said tensely. “I'll be back soon; well have a talk then.” He made a snatch at dinner for looks’ sake, and mounted beside the superintendent; while onlookers passed bets as to whether Alfred was a company employe or a “big bug with a pocketbook Charley Crocker was trying to hook.” And Stella behind the window cur tala with blurring eyes watched the stage whirl away into the dark pines. iy.i CHAPTER VIII. The Cloven Foot. Steiia shivered apprehensively when Phineas walked into the dining room a few days after Alfred's departure, and crowded past the diners to take the only vacant seat at her table. Travel had grown heavier, and Stella assisted regularly now with the noon waiting. Site shrank at Phineas’ loud, familiar greeting, helplessly resenting the inquiring looks of the other guests. Phineas indorsed her fear by dis charging a bomb that startled more than Stella. “California is sure of her transmontape railroad now! The San Francisco and Washoe Railroad com pany has been organized with ten mil lions of capital behind it; and ten mil lions more it will get from the govern ment. besides a whopping big land grant. The road goes by Placerville. It has staked out the backing of the baby state of Nevada, and already be gun business. Oh. we fellows ain't asleep over Placerville way, you bet not! We'll make those C. P. slubber degullions cough up their bootheels yet!" His loud words carried to all and silenced the room for a pregnant in stant. Even the clatter of iron cut lery was suspended. When a subdued hum did begin, dismay was in each “Go with Viola Here; She'll Show Ye—” face ami voice. The success of this new scheme meant failure for the Cen tral Pacific company; and in that lo cality the Central Pacific railroad was mother to every enterprise, bread to every month. As soon as sne could. Stella wrote hastily to Alfred, tailing him of the coming of Phineas and his astounding news. She asked Sally B. to hani| the letter to the driver as a special com- j mission and set out through the back door for a walk before lesson time, hoping to recover tranquillity. She took the little path skirl i»g a winter rivulet back of the town, and ! j came soon to a clump of pines a little way up the sunny hillside. She was 1 quite in view from the short street! until hidden by a thicket of laurel and holly hugging close ahout the I taller pines. Though a scant half-1 mile front the hotel the small nook was away from ail paths and had proved a safe retreat. To-day Stella's grateful solitude was short-lived. Quick steps had followed hers; the twigs parted and Phineas stood before her. Stella's intuition was unerring, but ! her caution was untrained. She did not attempt to conceal her opinion of hint. “Mr. Cadwallader!” she cried, starting trp. "I thought you went away by the stage.” “I didu't, you see. I'm here instead.” He bowed deferentially. "How could 1 go without a word with you. the belle of the village? Won't you sit down again?” He waved his hand toward the rock from which she had risen, but kept his place near the entrance. “Thank you. Mr. Cadwallader. Please excuse me; I must hurry hack." She took a step forward, but he did not offer to give her egress. “What's your hurry, Miss Stella? You are a lovely dryad here at your shrine, and pretty girls, to say nothing of dryads, are too few in my busy life. You surely won't be so cruel as to leave me without a word?” His manner was as respectful as he could make it. Still. Stella knew he made conquests merely to brag of them. “It's time for Miss Viola's les sons, and I must go," she said with de | cisicn. intention he threw his arm around her, gave her an audible kiss and stepped back out of her reach. “There, my wood-nymph, don't break your heart: and don't think 1 was intending to ask you to marry me. 1 only wanted to tell that inflated skipjack. Vincent, that his modest dove wasn't above a sweet little flirtation with your humble servant. 1 have vour hankerchief. and—" His sneering words ceased suddenly, not for the menace in Stella's pa'le face, but for hasty, approaching strides. He sprang forward past Stel la to meet Gideon s crashing blow. "Hand Stella her handkerchief, you devil's whelp!” Gideon hastened the prostrate man with a kick. Phineas rose with difficulty and obeyed; but Stella, now that help had arrived, was stunned to inaction, and the white loken feil at her feet. “That’s right, Stella! Don't touch it!" Gideon turned to Phineas, who was feehly trying to restore order to ENDED IN CHIU Fate of Two Pickaninnies Who Went on a Cruise. Afloat on the bounding wave—in a washtub—two pickaninnies went cruis ing Thursday, say.- the Houston Chronicle. They sailed until they were rescued, and with that event came a rainwater bath. White men pulled them to the shore to leave the; i ur gling in the arms ol two bind ar mies. There were no signals of (listless fly ing as the two babies in a tub floated swiftly down White Oak bayou. The current was running like a mill race, but the t ub was properly balanced for the ride. As it erne; ’ from t ■ jut gle into the sir. e-.f- 1 ■ uiilon in He did not move. “Vi's iessons don't begin till two; Sally B. said so. It's 1:15 now; time enough for a little talk, isn’t there? I've something im portant to say to you.” Phineas gazed at her boldly, expecting to see a flush of apprehensive color sweep her face. Her calmness only spurred him the more. Stella's eyes were fixed on the op posite hillcrest, and she lifted her hand thoughtlessly to her hair while searching for an excuse to go that would be effective. The motion freed a handkerchief tucked in her belt, and it fluttered to the ground unseen by her. Phineas furtively reached for it, ex amined it, noted the embroidered "Stella” in the corner and thrust it in his pocket. “Yes, look to your hair, California Berenice; it is quite bril liant enough to make stars of,” he said impressively. "Mr. Cadwallader. I cannot accept nor parry your extravagant compli ments as a city girl would. Surely you can't be interested in the simple things I can say. Please let me go.” Once again she moved as if to pass him. “A beautiful woman doesn't need to say things to be interesting. You haven't asked what it is I wished to say.” "Did you expect me to ask?” "Most girls would. That's where you are the more attractive. Sit down here and we'll talk it over. I'll make you comfortable.” He reached for some of the overhanging boughs, in tending to place them on the rock seat. The movement took him a pace from the opening. "Really, Mr. Cadwallader, I'm sure you could tell me as well at the hotel. Good afternoon.” She started toward the low, thorny opening. He was after her with the spring of a cat. “No. you don't, my beauty! if you won't stay and talk, you shall give me a proper farewell.” The inequality of the ground availed him; and before she could divine his his apparel. “You brass-mouthed i sneak! I heard you kiss her, heard | what you said. If you can't vent your spite on a man without stalking a woman you’d better get into hoops or; ride a donkey to—the hell you came from! if Miss Anthony's name passes^ your lips to any one, you'll get my bullet! Vamoose!” Ii} his thirty-odd years of varied life Phineas had beaten down many angry eyes with his dare-devil bravado; yet the blaze of G’.deon's passion, boy though he was, tied the sneering "I Thought You Went by the Stage.” tongue, confounded the bold eyes. Phineas turned away, speechless till he was safe outride the copse. From there he sent back a last hot shot. “I didn't know 1 was poaching on your preserves, you Injun dandy! I re sign.” Gideon set his teeth. Body and brain, heart and soul, rebelled against his restraining will, yet he neither re plied nor followed. A fighter born, ! Stella alone, and Stella in trouble, pre- ! vented him from giving Phineas the j drubbing of his life. Gideon waited till the faint sound of footsteps pro claimed Phineas out of earshot before he picked up the handkerchief and turned to the strained face beside him. "Poor little Star!" he said softly. "Don’t cry, Moppett! He isn't worth one quarter of one of your tears." "Oh, I know it, Gideon; but I’m so ashamed, so humiliated.” "The skunk!" Gideon's hands clenched till the knuckles were white. Abruptly he turned to Stella, grasping her arm with the hand that had rested tenderly on her shoulder. A quick flame leaped in his mystic eyes. "Stella! You shall no longer be ex posed to such insults! You must mar ry me. soon—now! You must—” Stella's face grew quickly grave. "No, no, Gideon! I will never marry any man for protection. I’d not dare found a home when I'm so unprepared for its responsibilities. And—do you wish me to be a barkeeper's wife?” Gideon started, stung by' the scorn in her question, and released her arm. "But 1 11 do something else. I’ll learn —any business you say. I know I can —for—for your sake I can." Stella winced at the world of tender ness in his low words. "That’s not done in a minute; and meantime—” "Meantime,” he interrupted excited ly, hopefully, “meantime we ll be en gaged. We’ll tell Sally B.—tell every body; and whoever dares make you unhappy shall feel that!" He held up his doubled fist. Stella could not help feeling a wom an’s gratitude for the comfort and protection Gideon’s loyal courage promised; yet she said nothing, look ing down on the green breast of Na ture, dumbly seeking some wise word from her bounty. "Gideon"—she turned her eyes, still wet, to his—"Gideon, dear, you’d want your wife to love you, wouldn't you?" “But you do love me—you’ve always loved me." His words were confident. He faced her. caught up her hands. "Oh, little Star, don't you remember that last night in the station? You put out your hands to me and said: ‘Gid eon, how can 1 leave you?'" Stella looked steadily at him, yet did not speak. Gideon was silenced by some strange thing that appeared in her eyes. She grew more ^nd more remote. He saw her slipping from him. Though her hands were in his, her soul was raying farewell. “Stella!" he cried imperiously, “you know you love me; you can't deny it." "Yes, Gideon, I love you. 1 would do anything in my power for you; I think—1 think i would risk my life for you, as you've more than once risked yours for me. Yet—yet—" She paused, looked up and smiled at him. Drawing one hand free she brushed a bit of lint from bis sleeve, taking un necessary time for it. She was feel ing her way to safety, striving for mastery without a scene. "Yet, Gid eon, I know there must be another kind of love, the kind you have for me. You are older than I am, dear. I recognize no change in my feeling for you. 1 guess I’m still a child, and I you'll have lo wait for me to grow up." (TO BE CONTINUED.) DISH TRAGEDY spired immediate action. Straightway into the brimming tide plunged man after man. They swam strongly for the tub and—tipped it over. Into the turgid stream fell a pair to draw to. With difficulty they were fished from the water, screaming lustily for theii “ship," continuing like a derelict on down the stream. Meanwhile two buxom colored wom en, mothers of the black babies, had appeared. Gathering the drenched and crying pickaninnies in their arms they marched away to their cabins. The cruise started in play about the water edge and ended in a woodshed, when, with wet clothes stretched tight, every spat stung fiercely and wails sounded over the inundated bayou flats. Secrets of > Coral Reef /cientisto on Expedition to Florida Keye An expedition has been sent out by the Carnegie foundation for the pur pose' of studying the coral formations along the Florida Keys and to the West Indies. The two scientists in charge of the expedition are Dr. A. G. Mayer, formerly of Cambridge, and Dr. W. T. Vaughn of the United States geological survey. Dr. Mayer is a navigator as well as a man of science, and he will be in command of the Cargenie boat Physalia, in which the voyage will be made. Coral life will be studied along the route of the new railroad from Miami to Key West, where, in making a bed for the track foundations, the coral reefs have been cut through, leaving exposed much that is of interest and most common being sponge coral and brain coral, their names signifying their shape. Corals are roughly classed under two heads, the horny corals and the lime or stone corals. The former , consists chiefly of a horny secretion [ from the polyps, which may include also separate particles of lime, and the stone corals consist almost wholly of lime firmly united in a solid mass. Red coral—so much admired for Us fine color and susceptibility to a high polish, and much used for ornamental purposes-—is chiefly obtained from the Mediterranean, in some parts of which extensive •'fisheries” are car ried on. Red coral has a shrublike, branching form, and grows to the height of about a foot, with a thick The Physalia. Specially Equipped for the Expedition. affording excellent opportunity for study. “We shall particularly study the liv ing animals.” said Dr. Mayer, just be fore starting. "The coral is an ani mal, not a plant, and lives upon small fish and other organisms which it sucks into its mouth. The coral of commerce is composed of the skele tons of these tiny animals. Much of the work which we shall do in West Indian waters will be examination of minute animal life under the micro scope, and the study is of interest to a very small group of men." Dr. Allred Goldsboro Mayer gradu ated from Harvard in 1897, and from 1S92 to 1900 was assistant to Dr. Alex ander Agassiz, the world authority in marine zoology, and particularly corals. From 1895 until 1900 Dr. Mayer' was in charge of comparative zoology. Since that time he has been successively curator of natural sciences and curator-in-chief at the Brooklyn Institute museum, director of the marine laboratory, Carnegie institute, and director of the depart ment of marine biology at the Car negie institute, Washington. He was assistant to Dr. Alexander Agassiz to the Bahamas in 1S92-3; Australia, 1S9G; Fiji islands, 1S97; cruise of the Albatross through the tropical Pacific, 1899-1900; Dry Tortugas, Florida, 1897-8-9, 1902. Dr. Vaughn is a geologist of na tional reputation, connected with the Smithsonian institution. He gradu ated from Harvard in 1S93. A. M, 1S91, Ph. D. 1903. He studied at mu seums in Europe, engaged in geolog ical and paleontologic researches; is now geologist of the United States geological survey, and is custodian of Madreporarian corals in the United States National museum. He is a specialist on fossils and recent corals. He is the author of several works on coral growth. Under the common name, coral, are included many species, probably the ness equal to that of the little finger. Black coral, the heart of which is ; solid, is still more highly prized. Coral j was known to the ancients and was ' used for ornamental purposes by the Gauls. Probably the most cumplete knowl edge that the world has gained has been learned from the observations of Prof. Alexander Agassiz, director and curator of ihe University museum of Harvard, son of Harvard's most fa mous scientist, Louis Agassiz, and president of the Calumet & Hecla -Mining company, as well as a world wide traveler-student. Alexander Agassiz's great specialty is marine zoology, and he is the recog nized world authority on the subject. Back in the seventies Prof. Agassiz explored Lake Titicaca, between Peru j and Bolivia, one of the highest lakes in the world. From 1877 to 1S80 j he directed the deep sea dredging op erations of the United States govern ment steamer Blake in West Indian | waters, giving special attention to coral islands, and since then he has explored practically all the oceans. ! In 1S94 he made a notable expedi- i tion to the deep sea region of the Pa- I cifio, and it was during this expedition 1 that Prof. Agassiz found the great submarine desert. Coral reefs have always held a pe culiar fascination for Prof. Agassiz, and after exhausting the reefs in the | Pacific ocean he made an expedition ; to Queensland especially for the pur pose of studying the famous Barrier reef. At the time when he was about to start on his four months' exploration trip to the South Pacific in the Alba tross, working on plans outlined by the government fish commission, Mr. Carnegie offered to finance the expedi tion to the extent of $75,000. In December 1890, Prof. Agassiz chartered the steam yacht Virginia for another investigation tour to the West Indies. KEEP THE PHOTOS FLAT. Like Manuscript the Pictures Never Should Be Relied. “I wish," said the journalist, "that photographers and other people who handle photographs would learn to send them flat, between two pieces of stout cardboard, rather than roll them and squeeze them into a paper cylinder. Every man in the newspaper business has an utter detestation of a rolled manuscript. They say that Hall Caine sent the manuscript of his first story round among the publishers for four or live years before it was ac cepted; and 1, for one. do not wonder at it. for he admits that the sanie cylinder came back to him from every publisher in turn. “A rolled manuscript, when released from the cylinder, at once flies into as many different rolls as there are pages, and rolled photographs do ex actly the same trick, and, besides, are often torn in getting them out of the evlinder. Cutting the cylinder is the easiest way. but. then, you sometimes cut the photographs in two, and when unrolled they cannot he properly ; viewed without laying them flat and . placing a weight on each corner, and that is a good deal of trouble. If you try to straighten them by rolling them ] the other way, they are often wrinkled ; or torn, to say nothing of being ] smeared with the lingers. If the ] photographers consult their own inter- ; ests. they will throw all their cylinders into the fire and buy cardboard." Last But Not Least. ! The sultan of Sulu was in grave dan ger of going into bankruptcy. “That makes 109 wives that have touched me for the price of a new spring hat.” he wailed. 1 “And here comes the two hun dredth," grinned the slave with the big fan. "She is the last one.” “Ah, I suppose you would call her the ‘finishing touch.’ ”—Chicago Daily 1 News. AT A CRITICAL TIME. Women Are Likely to Suffer with D^n. <jerous Kidney Disorders. Mrs. John Kirk. R. F. D Vo. 2 De troit, Mich., says: “Five years . .v a critical tunc m • i:•* I was on the verg* ) a collapse with ki.i ney troubles back ache, dizziness, puff dropsy swellings and , urinary irregularit; ' I lost flesh and felt ! languid, nervous or *'* unstrung all th> tir As my doctor did not help me I i using Doan's Kidney Fills. In ■ weeks all these symptoms left n ! now weigh 163 pounds and fee! in ex cellent health." Sold by all dealers. 60 cents a 1. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo. X. V. VERY O. T. Stork—I see you’ve got the g it, Flamingo. Flamingo—Wrong. Hear of centi pede being caught scorching? Stork—Yes. Flamingo—Well, I put my foot on him and got burned. COMPLAINTS ABOUT PAINT. The time to complain about pa'-' is before the painter applies it T" man who puts up the money shout * not shirk the responsibility of ch« ■ ing the paint. True, the paint ought to know paint better than th banker, the professional man or th merchant. The trouble is. the h owner too often deliberately bars th competent and honest painter fr. . the job by accepting a bid which !v ought to know would make an hon - job impossible. Secure your bids on the basis of National Lead Company's pure W't . Lead and pure Linseed Oil and s-e that you get these materials. No one need be fooled by adulter ited white lead. A blowpipe tes’ing outfit will he mailed to anyone int - 5sted in paint. Address. National Lead Com pan'. tVoodbridge Building. New York Cii> Ready to Pay Fine. “I know where $3,000,000 in cash lies concealed," said a New York law yer. "This vast sum lies concealed in the inside vest pocket of th SO.i.mmi automobilists of New York state. K. man carries $100 of it in one crisp note, ready to be paid out in a fine, if he should be arrested for speeding Fines, though, don't appear to -• speeding,” he continued. "Perhaps the rich automobilist regards th< -n much as the Suabian wood thief d The thief was arrested. The mac > trate said to him: You are bn . : up on the charge of stealing v. - This charge has been proved astj : T you. Bat you are old and poor ana you shall be let off this time. O' don't do it again.' 'Nonsense!' re: rr ed the thief. ‘Let us not have ' > false sentimentality here. I steal i: wood, I pay my fine, and there's .in end of it.’ ” Economical Physician. Ambassador \Yu Ting-fang w s once, it is alleged, telling about a cer tain selfish politician. He said: Th man reminds me of a doctor of Sl r g tiai. A mandarin came to this doe: r for advice. He could not sleep, had no appetite, suffered a good deal fr m depression and nevertheless was tak ing on fat at an alarming rate. \V 11 soon put you in condition again,' said the physician. What you need is >■* sreise, good, hard exercise Four times a week you can come here and jut in' the morning polishing my doors.’ 'But why not my own floors" he mandarin inquired. 'Mine,' said die physician, 'are larger.’ ” How He Got Rid of Rats. A farmer describes his meth d of clearing the premises of rats in th following manner: "On a large nu a ber of old shingles I put a half te i spoonful of treacle each, and on that with my pocket knife I scraped a small amount of concentrated !>• i then placed the old shingles arour. i jnder the stable floors and under t ■ cribs. The next morning I found tu dead rats, and the rest left the farm for parts unknown. I have cleared many farms of the pests in the sa: ^ way, and have never known it to fai ( CHANGE IN FOOD Works Wonders in Health. It is worth knowing that a chans' n food can cure dyspepsia. "1 deem t my duty to let you know how Ora: 'Juts food has cured me of indigestion “I had been troubled with it for .'ears, until last year my doctor reconi■ uended Grape-Nuts food to be us i ivery morning. I followed instruc :ions and now I am entirely well. "The whole family like Grape-Nuts, ve use four packages a week You ire welcome to use this testimonial is you see fit.” The reason this lady was helped bv he use of Grape-Nuts food, is that it s predigested by natural process ind therefore does not tax the stor.: ich as the food she had been using: t also contains the elements required or building up the nervous system f that part of the'human body is in jerfect working order, there can be no lyspepsia, for nervous energy repr*' ieuts the steam that drives the engine When the nervous system is run lown. the machinery of the body vorks badly. Grape-Nuts food can be tsed by small children as well as idults. It is perfectly cooked and •eady for instant use. *4 Read "The Road to WellvUle," in ikgs. “There's a Reason.” Ever read the above letter? A new >ne appears from time to time. They ire genuine, true, and full of human nterest.