' F IT hadn't been so really
serious it might have been
laughable—this 48-hour ro
mance of pretty little Ethel
■ English, just turned 15
iJ >'ears. and Clark Brecken
ridge, big and 23. It was a
wooing, a wedding, a spanking and a
forgiving—all within the brief span
of two days. And more than that—
the angry father began proceedings at
once to have the marriage annulled,
and to boot had the youth arrested
for perjury, only to find that the per
jury .f arges could not be sustained
and that annulment was impossible.
The old story’—a schoolgirl falling
in love with the first young man who
came along and was good-looking and
said tender things and talked of flow
ers and moonlight. Half of Browns
ville, Pa., says that Dr. H. J. Eng
lish. the bride's father, did perfectly
right in tearing the romantic Mrs.
Breckenridge away from her indig
nant young bridegroom. The other ;
half, with equal emphasis, feels for
the young man. Why shouldn't he
marry the girl of his heart, seeing
that she had money of her own and
he a good p osition at a good salary for t
one of his years, and is heir to a nice ;
fortune besides?
The Weeing.
It only began the other day. when
Ethel English, school over for the
term, went to Carmichael's, Pa., to
The Beginning.
visit her cousins, the Baileys. At the
same time young Breckenridge had a
vacation and he went to Carmichael's,
too. And there he met pretty Miss
English—vivacious, clever, pretty as
a picture and young and romantic to
her finger tips.
He had met Miss English casually
before, in Brownsville, where he lives,
but there were plenty of other young
chaps around then and he was only
one cf fifty. But here at Carmichael's
the field was clear for him. Miss
Ethel did not know a single other sou!
in all the town except her relatives,
the Bailey family, and when young
Mr. Breckenridge touched his hat in
the street to the pretty little girl from
Brownsville she colored a bit and
stopped to speak to him.
"What brings you here?” she asked,
interestedly.
"Oh. I'm just on a vacation," said
the young man.
"Isn't that nice?” exclaimed Miss
Ethel. "I'm here, too, for a visit with
my cousins, the Baileys. Won't you
come up and see me, and we ll talk
over Brownsville?”
‘ I’ll only be too glad,” replied the
young man. flattered at the invitation
from such a pretty, likable girl as
Ethel English. “I’ll come around to
night.”
Now. most Brownsville folks say
that this was pure chance, this meet
ing of the two young people in an
other town. But there are a few who
declare that young Breckenridge had
fallen in love with the girl the first
time he say her at Brownsville and
that he had gone purposely to Car
michael's, where he could have the
field alone to himself. At any rate,
there had been another girl to whom
he had been engaged, but three weeks
before he had given her up—the rea
son he gave at the time was because
she had danced with another fellow.
So that very night the young man
called on pretty Miss Ethel. They sat
out on the porch and talked of many
things. Next morning it was a stroll
through the quiet lanes of the country
side and :n the afternoon a drive.
There was candy, too, whenever the
young man came, and flowers very
often.
And all the time the Baileys didn’t
suspect a thing—*he young people
were just enjoying their vacation.
The Elopement.
There was a garage in Carmichael's
and occasionally young Breckenridge
got a speedy roadster for an after
noon's run. Nothing was thought of
that, either, by the Baileys, for often
when the two went out for a spin
they took along Miss Annie Bailey, the
you.ig daughter of the family where
Miss Ethel was visiting.
So. when an auto spin was proposed
one bright afternoon the other day
and Miss Annie was invited to accom
pany Miss Ethel, nrobody had the
slightest objection. But Annie Bailev
was in a little secret, too, and her
going was only to be with her cousin
on the most momentous occasion of
her life.
Ethel English was eloping with
C!a-k Breekenridgel And Annie Bai
ley knew they weren't coming home
until little Miss English was Mrs.
C!a:k Breekenridge.
From Carmichael's they started to j
motor swiftly to Washington. Pa. For
the moment luck was against them.
The car broke down and the bride-to
be was in tears
For an answer to her pleadings to .
hurry, for fear they would he caught,
young Breckenridge telephoned for
another car. and in half an hour it
chug-chugged up and once more little
Miss English smiled. They hurried
along swiftly in the second car to
Washington, and there put the auto
in a convenient garace, all three tak
ing the train to Steubenville. O.
And here their troubles really be
gan. Fearing pursuit all the time, the
youngsters wanted to get married just
as soon as they could. Meanwhile the
angry father of Miss English and the
angry father of Miss Bailey began to
think that something was- wrong, j
go back to Brownsville and make a
clean breast of the whole thing. And
Annie Bailey went along. It was ten
o'clock at night when they got back,
tired out, dusty, hungry and happy,
though a little frightened at what they
had done. The news had gone ahead
of them. Friends of both bride and
bridegroom, the families and relatives
and a big wagon drawn by mules and
filled with serenaders was at the sta
tion. Besides, then1 were the two sis
ters and two brothers of the bride—
the sisters to give her a piece of their
mind and the brothers to take it out
of Clark Breckenridge.
The sisters started toward young
Mrs. Breckenridge the moment she
stepped off the car. True to her new
dignity the bride resented their inter
ference. The sisters sought to drag
her luime. The bride wouldn't have it
at all and there was a hair-pulling
match right in front of everybody.
It was rather a sad ending for such
a pretty little romance. The bride's
family were all trying to get her to go
home; the Breckenridges and their
friends were equally determined that
Clark's bride be let alone. The bride
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The trio had only been going osten
sibly to the Dawson races near by, and
why had they not returned? Soon the
telephone wires in all directions were
made hot by the two fathers, trying to
locate the fugitives.
By this time they were at the coun
ty clerk's office in Steubenville. But
even before that Dr. English had got
wind of their direction and telephoned
by long distance wire to Steubenville.
“Nothing doing,” said the clerk, la
conically, when Clark Breckenridge
brought \I;ss Ethel in for a license.
"We've heard from papa!”
The three turned and fled.
“Why, father might get here any
minute,” gasped the girl; “we must
get away somewhere!”
Young Breckenridge was resource
ful enough. He bundled the two girls
aboard a trolley car and in a few
minutes they were over the state
line into West Virginia, where it isn't
so hard to get married. Dr. English's
'phone hadn't reached that far, and by
hard work they got a license and
found a parson who was willing to tie
the knot.
The Home Coming.
Then the young culprits decided to
groom's friends won out and the Miss
Ethel that was found herself triumph
antly escorted to the Breckenridge
home.
Thrashed by Bridegroom.
When Dr. English heard how things
had come out—he was scouring the
countryside for any trace of his miss
ing daughter by that time—he sent his
two sons to bring her home. Clark
Breckenridge promptly thrashed both
for attempting to interfere in his fam
ily affairs.
Dr. English was furious.
‘Til bring her home," he declared,
and he drove right over to the Breck
enridge place from his farm at Red
stone township.
He stalked boldly in and was con
fronted by the bride. Then he did
what fathers have done before, but
perhaps never to a bride. He took
Mrs. Clark Breckenridge—if you
please—right across his knees, and
gave her a good, sound, old-fashioned
spanking.
“Now come home where you be
long.' added Dr. English.
“As for you, young man." he shout
ed. turning to the bridegroom of less
than a day, “I'll see what the law
can do in your case. If I can do any
thing to punish you, you may be sure
I will do it!"
Next day Dr. English had Clark
Breckenridge, his new son-in-law, ar
rested on a charge of falsely swearing
to his daughter's age. Then he sent a
messenger to West Virginia to look up
the facts and find out the law of the
state regarding the marriage of mi
nors. He was going to have it an
nulled, if it were possible.
Begin Legal Proceedings.
Clark Breckenridge sued out a writ
of habeas corpus, in turn, to regain
possession of his bride, getting out
on bail on the perjury charge. The
town took sides; it was going to be a
fight to a finish, whether or not a
father might forbid the marriage of a
15-year-old daughter, and whether or
not a husband, after the marriage,
eould not take his bride from her
father and bring her to his home.
The English family threatened all
sorts of punishment for the bride
groom; the Breckenridge family prom
ised all sorts of reprisals. Meanwhile
the poor little bride, deprived of her
husband of an hour, was weeping
away a: home as if her heart would
break
And that was the final straw that
broke the camel's back of the father's
hitherto unrelenting resolution. Dr.
English couldn't bear to see his pretty
little daughter weeping all the time
and begging to be allowed to see her
young husband.
"Do you really love him?" demanded
the doctor, when he found that im
prisonment at home was doing not a
bit of good. "More than anything in
the world,’' sobbed the girl. "Oh,
can't I see him for just a little min
ute? Won t you see him? Won't you
talk to him?”
For just i day Dr. English held out.
Still little Mrs. Breckenridge kept on
weeping. Then he gave in.
“I’ll forgive you,” said Dr. English,
taking the girl wife in his arms. "I
guess you love him and I guess he
loves you. We ll send for him right
away.”
The Forgiveness.
The next minute Dr. English was
at the telephone calling up the Breck
enridge home, and finally he got
Clark Breckenridge himself on the
wire. He had learned that under
West Virginia law the marriage was
perfectly legal, and it was the father
in-law, not the son-in-law, who found
himself forced to give in.
"Come over,” he said. "You're for
given. but don't do it again."
It took young Breckenridge only a
few mintues to dash over to Redstone
towmship to claim his bride of 48 hours
before. There were kisses and hand
shakes all around and off went the
bride, suffused in smiles and tears, to
make her new home with her young
husband.
Now the perjury suit is dropped and
the habeas corpus proceedings are
quashed.
' After ell,” says Dr. English, “I
can't blame them so much. I might
have d*»ne the same thing myself."
The bride is the youngest daughter
of Dr. English, a very well-known phy
sician. He has a magnificent farm,
well kept and stocked. The mother is
dead. All the family are high-spirited.
There are three daughters, all bright
and vivacious. The eldest is the wife
of Charles C. Carter, a leading young
lawyer of Erownsvitle. Josephine, the
second daughter, is single. A son, B.
J. English. M. D, died recently.
The children inherited money from
their mother's relatives, and a recent
sale of coal acreage gave Ethel $47,000
from that deal alone. And she has
other money. The father wanted the
girl to go to school, but she opposed,
and it is believed fear of being sent
to some tight-laced institution had
much to do with this elopement.
She was approaching the romantic
age end took the first man who asked
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The End.
1
her. In this case the man was quite
attractive. He is a handsome young
fellow, immensely popular with young
women. He is the eldest son of Wil
liam Breckenridge. a rich retired hotel
man. The lad has always had a free
hand with money and his latest ex
ploit was to drive his father's auto
mobile to the point of exhaustion in
running away with his bride.
SOOOOOOGOGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'
SECRETS OF BURMESE DOCTORS.
Cures for Cobra Bite and Hydropho
bia They Will Not Divulge.
Everyone knows, of course, that the
bite of the Indian cobra is fatal. But
wha: Europeans do not actually know
is whether or not the natives of India
rtfdly possess the cures they claim to
have both for cobra bite and for hy
drophobia.
A few years ago an Indian .civilian
in Burma strolled out with his gun in
the evening. When scarcely a hun
dred yards from the zayat or shelter
In which he was camping S- was
bitten in the leg by a cobra, which he
promptly shot. He at once returned
to the zayat and scrawled a pencil
note to be carried by his orderly to his
chief, the deputy commissioner, and
then resigned himself to the atten
tions of a couple of Burmese medi
cine men who happened to be passing
the night there and to the death
which he accepted as absolutely in
evitable. Meantime his superior offi
cer proceeded direct to headquarters
on receipt of the news to seal up the
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unfortunate man's effects, after which
he set out for the zayat to see to the
burial of his subordinate.
On the road he met the “dead man”
comfortably jogging along toward
headquarters quite recovered. The
Burmese medicine men had scarified
the wound and rubbed a certain paste
into it. They had also given the pa
tient certain infusions to drink and had
cured him. Nothing, however, would
induce them to give away the secret.
Our own medicine men have many
cures of hydrophobia to their credit,
but cures of cobra bites are almost
unknown. An English officer in the
Shan states kept a number of dogs,
one of which recently went mad and
bit one of the sahib's servants. The
station was an isolated one. The
services of a Shan doctor were called
in and the servant, after passing
through all the severe stages of the
terrible disease, was absolutely and
completely cured by the Shan doctor.
The English officer offered 1,000 ru
pees for the secret of the treatment
used, and to a Shan this would, of
course, be a large sum of money. But
the secret was never divulged.
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THE FLOWERS OF SPEECH.
One Time When John Barrett Didn’t
Say Just What He Had in Mind.
Worthily or unworthily, Hon. John
Barrett has the reputation of being
the champion amateur broad-jump and
hurdle speechmaker of the United
States. He used to be the American
minister to Siam; he has since been
made the director of the bureau of
American republics, and is still hop
ing. But his friends say he can talk,
and will talk, if you only ask him, on
anything between Siam and Brazil,
and won't mind guessing at a few
more things besides.
Yet even Hon. John himself admits
that he has had his setbacks. One of
these, he says, occurred in Siam.
"Along about 1905,’’ he recently re
marked, "when I was in Siam, I was
honored by an invitation to deliver j
the graduation address at the com
mencement exercises of that country's
only and most select ladies' seminary. {
I had studied the language hard, and
thought 1 knew something about it.
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but the native tongue depends almost
entirely upon inflection; what may be
praise when uttered in the key of C is
blame when spoken in B flat—which
is where I erred.
“I began famously. Everyone ap
plauded me and the girls smiled. Then,
as I wenf on, I noticed bewilderment
in the faces of my hearers. This emo
tion gave way to consternation, and
finally, bringing myself to an embar
rassed halt. I turned to a native
friend of mice beside me.
“ ‘What's the trouble?’ I whispered
to him in English.
“ ‘Trouble?’ he reepated. ‘‘Why, the
trouble is what your excellency is
saving.'
“ ‘But,’ I protested, ‘I am saying: “I
am delighted to see so many young
noblewomen rising to intellectual
heights, with fine brains and large
appreciation.’ ”
“ 'Oh, no, you're not.’ corrected my
Eriend. ‘Your excellency is saying:
'I am pleased to see so many small
lionesses growing large and fat. with
big noses and huge feet." ’ ’’—Satur
day Evening Post,
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tSZfBZTARY OT WAR.
The recent case of hazing at the
West Point Military academy has
again drawn the attention of the pub
lic to the fact that the practice still j
prevails among the cadets despite the
earnest and determined efforts of the |
officials of the academy to stamp it
out. It is a disease of long standing,
dating back for a century, and no doubt
the germs of the disorder so saturate
the grounds and buildings that it will
perhaps take another generation to
fully destroy the vitality of the hazing
miprobe and completely eradicate the
disease.
The recent outcropping of hazing
has been in spite of the voluntary
agreement on the part of the corps of
cadets in 1901 to quit the practice and
in direct violation of the drastic law-s
passed by congress in the same year,
but as we have said, a century of seed !
sowing is still producing its fruitage.
There are original documents in ex- j
istence to prove that hazing began in
the early life of the institution. For j
instance, away back in 1814 Gen. Ram
sey wrote that the “new cadets sweep
out the roems and shovel the snow,
but there is no hazing."
From this rather innocent beginning
developed the practices that resulted
in the cadet episode of a few days
ago, when Col. Scott, the superintend
ent ai West Point, in obedience to the ’
mandate of congress as expressed in
the law on hazing, sent to their homes
eight cadets who had been convicted '
of hazing, there to await the action of
the secretary of war, who, under the
regulations, as prescribed by congress,
had no alternative but to "summarily
expel" the offenders.
That the hazing which began with
the ludicrous acts that characterized
it before the civil war grew into the
tortures that caused the congressional
investigation of 1901 is a matter of
history. In the cadet days of Lee, i
Grant, and Sheridan, and the other I
great martial figures in American his
tory, the plebes. of course, had their
stunts to do, but those acts were as
mild as can be imagined when com
pared with the modern ways of doing
things that were laid bare in the in
vestigations.
Gen. John M. Schofield is on record
as having told the cadet corps, when
he was superintendent at West Point, |
that if the acts that the young men of
that day were guilty of had occurred ;
before the war there would have been i
bloodshed before such things would
have been submitted to. Other older i
officer* have talked the same way. and
they tell how, according to the tradi
tion, Ulysses S. Grant, Robert E. Lee,
Phil Sheridan and Stonewall Jackson
used to brace themselves as plebes |
walking about the plains, “with chin
drawn in and shoulders thrown back.”
But they didn't drink tabasco sauce,
neither did they do eagles till they fell
from wchaustioB, as did young Douglas
MacArthur and Pegram of Virginia,
the latter a son of the confederate of
ficer of tSe same name.
Of course, in the history of West
Point hazing the case that stands out
above all others was the hazing of
young Oscar Booz of Pennsylvania, to
the rigors of which treatment his fam
ily went before the congressional in
vestigating committee and swore was
l ie the tuberculosis of the tin oat that
eventually caused that poor young fel
low's death.
When Booz died the cause of death
was given as throat tuberculosis, and
on December 11, eight days after his
death, the matter was brought up in
congress, and after the warmest sort
of debate the congressional committee
was appointed to investigate condi
tions at West Point.
The father of Cadet Booz told the
Brooke board that his son had re
fused to his dying day to disclose the
names of the cadets who had torment
ed him with such relentlessness that
the boy was finally compelled to send
in his resignation as a cadet. He said
that his son told him, in addition to
the tabasco treatment, that one of the
things they did to him at West Point
was to pull the bedclothes off of him
at night and then pour melted was on
his bare body. His mother testified
that her sen wrote her that the cadets
at West Point were “brutes and bul
lies.”
But the boards that investigated had
their hands full getting the cadets to
talk, as is shown on every page of the
records of the proceedings. Cadet after
cadet would admit having been sub
jected to the- melted wax treatment,
and other innocent tortures, but they
were loath to tell the name of the
young man who melted the wax and
did the pouring.
“I put my finger in the sauce,” said
one cadet witness, “and was told to
lick it. I made an awful face, and
licked the wrong finger.”
“I officiated at a rat funeral,” said
another cadet.
“What is a rat funeral?” asked a
member of the investigating board.
“A rather simple little affair,” an
swered the cadet with a smile, “and it
didn't do anybody any harm. The rat
was caught and killed, and we were
ordered to give him a funeral. The
rodent was placed in a little box that
looked like a coffin, and this box was
placed on a table and surrounded by
four lighted candles. Then a white
towel arranged to look like a shroud
was placed over the box, and the fu
neral ceremonies began. We read a
few extracts from the ‘black book,’
(the cadet name of the book of regula
tions). Then we placed flowers on the
casket. There was a song or two. and
then the rat was taken away to be
buried.”
The cadets admitted that they were
compelled to crow like roosters; that
they had to climb the ridge pole,
brace, exercise, one fellow admitting
that he stood on his head in a bath
tub full of water, and adding that it
did not hurt him. The investigation
also made public for the first time
what a cadet has to do to qualify, as
the cadets put it. for the mess hall.
Here is how a cadet explained dining
room qualifying:
“First we were given a large dish
full of prunes, the exact number of
which was 85, and we were required
to eat all of them at one sitting. Then !
we were given a bow-1 of molasses and
told to swallow that, after which we
tried to eat six slices of dry bread.
The molasses test sometimes took two
or three trials before we could accom
plish it.”
Young Phil Sheridan had to ride
around the campus on a broomstick,
the exercise being intended to remind
those that saw him that he was a son
of the commander made famous in i
"Sheridan's Ride.” Ulysses S. Grant, i
3d, used to get up and shout: “I will
fight it out along these lines if it takes
all summer,” while J. M. Hobson, Jr., a
brother of the naval commander, had
to tell over and over again the story
of his brother's exploit at Santiago.
Of course there were singing, speak
ing, bracing, and exercising galore, be
sides all this.
Of the officers w-ho have grown up
since the civil war, all tell of their
expertences as plebes. but it is inter
esting to note that almost to a man
they have forgotten about the real
strenuous things they had to do.
NOT STRONG ON FORMALITY.
Western Squire Put Unique Questions
to Young Couple.
James Ten Eyck, great oarsman and
great coach, is teaching the sons of
E. H. Harriman to row. He hopes
that they will do in rowing what Jay
Gould has done in court tennis.
Mr. Ten Eyck, discussing rowing
one day in Syracuse, said success de
pended on form. He explained what
he meant by form. Then, by way of
illustration, he added:
‘•Everything, everything, goes by
form. Thus, out west, in the old days,
it was the essence of form to be in
formal. My father used to tell about
a squire who would marry the young
couple that came to him in some such
form as this:
“ ‘Bill, do ye take this gal whose
hand ye're a-squeezin' to be yer law
ful wife, in flush times an skimp?’
“ 1 guess that's about the size of it,
squire.’
“ 'Marne, do you take this cuss ye’ve
l ined fists with to be yer pard through
thick an’ thin’’
“ ‘Ye’re right for once, old man.’
“ ‘All right, then. Kiss in court, an’ ^
I reckon ye’re married about as tight
as the law can jine ye. I guess four
bits’ll do. Bill, if I don't have to kiss
the bride. If I do, it's six bits extry.’ ”
Old English Cushion Dance.
The cushion dance was originally
an old country dance in triple time,
which was introduced into court at
the time of Elizabeth. The dance was
very simple. A performer took a
cushion and after dancing for a few
minutes stopped and sang: “This
dance it will no further go;” the mu
sician then sang. "I pray you. good
sir, why say you so?” The dancer
answered: “Because Joan Sanderson
will not come, too,” and upon the mu
sician's replying: “She must come,
too. whether she will or no,” the
dancer threw the cushion before on6
of the spectators. The one so select
ed had to kneel on the cushion and
allow the dancer to kiss her. After
which he repeated the dance.
What is Pe-ru-na.
Are we claiming too much for Peruna
when we claim It to be an effective
remedy for chronic catarrh? Have we
abundant proof that Peruna is in real
ity such a catarrh remedy? Let us see
what the United States Dispensatory
says of the principal ingredients of
Peruna.
Take, ior instance, the ingredient
hydrastis canadensis, or golden seal.
The United States Dispensatory says
of this herbal remedy, that it is largely
employed in the treatment of depraved
mucous membranes lining various
organs of the human body.
Another ingredient of Peruna. oory
daiis formosa, is classed in the United
States Dispensatory as a tonic.
C'edron seeds is another ingredient of
Peruna. The United States Dispensa
tory says of the action 6t cedron that
it is used as a bitter tonic and in the
treatment of dysentery, and in inter
mittent diseases as a substitute for
quinine.
Send to ns for a free book of testi
monials of what the people think of Pe
rnna as a catarrh remedy. The i»*st
evidence is the testimony of those who
have tried it.
WHAT DID JOHNNY MEAN?
Johnny's Pa—See here, young man.
How do you expect to get on if you
never see things? You must look for
things—always keep looking as 1 do.
Johnny—Gee’
CURED HER CHILDREN.
Girls Suffered with Itching Eczema
Baby Had a Tender Skin, Too
Relied on Cuticura Remedies.
“Some years ago my three little
girls had a very bad form of eczema.
Itching eruptions formed on the barks
of their heads which were simply cov
ered. I tried almost everything, but
failed. Then my mother recommended
the Cuticura Remedies. I washed my
children's heads with Cuticura Soap
and then applied the wonderful oint
ment, Cuticura. I did this four or five
times and I can say that they have
been entirely cured. I have another
baby who is so plump that the folds of
skin on his neck were broken and even
bled. I used Cuticura Soap and Cuti
cura Ointment and the next morning
the trouble had disappeared. Mme.
Napoleon Duceppe. 41 Duluth St-,
Montreal, Que., May 21. 1907.”
Baseball Technicality.
A few weeks ago some boys were
playing ball in an apartment house
yard. A colored waiter came out of
the kitchen and in a very cross man
ner told them to stop right away.
One boy, who had gone to get a drink
came back and found the others mak
ing ready to leave; he asked, wonder
inglv, "What is the matter? ' and an
other one calmly answered, "the game
was called off on account of dark
ness.
ftatt. of Ohio Citt of Toledo. ?
Lucas Corvrr. t* *•
Frank J. Cheney makes oath that he tg senior
partner of the firm of F. J. Chenet * Co., dome
business in the City of Toledo. County and state*
aforesaid, and that said firm will pay the sum of
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS for each and every
case of Catarrh that cannot be cured by the use of
Hall s Catarrh Cure.
FRANK J CHENEY.
Sworn to before me and subscribed m my presence,
thus 6th day 6f December. A. D.. is&d.
i t A. W. GLEASON.
I i Notart Pnuc.
Hal!'a Catarrh Cure Is taken Internally and act*
directly upon the hiood and mucous surfaces of the
system. Send tor testimonials, free.
F J CHENEY A CO.. Toledo, O.
Sold by all Drueirtets. ~bc.
Take Hail s FamLy Plus for constipation.
Heard in the Rain.
Seeing the sun shining through the
rain a Georgia youngster said to
Brother Dickey:
“Is the devil beating his wife be
hind the door?”
“I dunno, honey.” said the old man.
“Hit's my opinion dat ef de devil got
a wife he ain't sayin’ a word ter no
body!"—Atlanta Constitution.
Important to Mothers.
Examine carefully every bottle of
CASTORIA a safe and sure remedy for
infants and children, and see that it
Bears the
Signature of <
In Use For Over 30 Years.
The Kind You Have Always Bought
When a rich man is seriously ill he
sees a lot of people standing around
waiting for his old shoes.
Habitual
Constipation
Nay be permanently o* eicome by proper
personal efforts with the assistance
of the one In
"“"'s wuiiy mat asx stance to n«*
lure may be gradually dispensed with
when no longer needed as the best of
remedies, when required, are to assist
nature and not to supplant the httur.
a! junctions, which must depend ulti*
ftiotely upon proper nourishment,
To get its beneficial effects, always
bay the genuine
Syrupy ixir°f Senna
' manufaetiirwj fay the
California
Fig Syrup Co. only
SOLD BY ALL LEADING DRUGGISTS
one see only, regular price 50? ^ Bottle
THE DUTCH
BOY PAINTER\\
I H
STANDS FOR
PAINT QUALITY
IT IS FOUND ONLY ON
, PURE WHITE LEAD (
MADE BJ"
THE
OLD DUTCH
PROCESS.
