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    Success.
There are two reasons for success
as there are two for failure, and these
two. in both instances, act in such
close conjunction that it is almost im
possible to decide where one begins
and the other ends. Our mental at
titude alone will not transact material
business, nor will outward industry
compensate for lack of mental stam
ina. Equilibrium, or equipose, will
alone account for success in any un
dertaking. and this means confidence
and grit, as well as energy.—W. J.
Corille in Nautilus.
Shor/ening of the Day.
It has long been known, theoretical
ly. that the tides act as a brake on the
rotating earth, and tend tolengthen
the ay. The effect, however, is so
alight that it cannot be measured in
any length of time at. man's isposal.
It may be estimated wtih the oid cf
certtin assumptions; and using the
data available. Mr. W. D. MacMillan
has recently made the necessary com
putation by {he formulas used by en
gineers. Ho finds for the increase of
the length of the day one second in
460,000 years.
Paint Indicates Danger.
A paint is soon to be placed on the
market to indicate excessive heat in
machine parts. Red when cool, it be
comes black when heated. Mercuric
iodide and eupic ovide are two of The
ingredients.
Women to Vote in Siam.
Siam has recently passed a law giv
ing women the right to vote in cer
tain cases. While this may seem an
extraordinary step for an oriental peo
ple the Siamese women themselves ex
plain that it is th teaching of Bud
dhism. They poim out that Buddhism
preaches the equality of the sexes and
gives equal education to boys and
girls.
The Last Resource.
“She is perfectly beautiful!” ex
claimed the bud, enthusiastically.
“You must never say that about an
other girl, my dear,” replied the ex
perienced matron. “When a woman
has no feature which you can critic:s?
you must always fal back on the state
ment hat she would he charming i*
she only had a little more style.”
And Net a Thing to Do.
A German scientist thinks he has
discovered in an Alpine cave evidence
that men were living 100,000 years
ago. It is a terrible thought. There
were no firing machines, baseball
scores, ready letter-writers nor essay
ists oa New York society. What could
the poor things do?—New York World.
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om3ri Wins Scholastic Honors.
! ’3. Agnes Knox Black, wife of Prof
C harleton Black ol' Boston univer
si has been appointed to the faculty
ot le College of Liberal Arts of the
nr ersity as Shaw professor of elocu
tion. Mrs. Black succeeds Prof. Mal
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he d of the school of elocution of the
N' r England Conservatory of Music
an later connected with the Emerson
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SYNOPSIS.
Mr. Solomon Pratt began comical nar
ration of story, introducing well-to-do
Nathan Scudder of his town, and Edward
Van Brunt and Martin Hartley, two rich
New Yorkers seeking rest. Because of
latter pair's lavish expenditure of money.
Pratt's first impression was connected
with lunatics. The arrival of James
Hopper. Van Brunt's valet, gave Pratt
the desired information about the New
Yorkers. They wished to live what they
termed “The Natural Ufe.” Van Brunt,
it was learned, was the successful suitor
for tie hand of Miss .\trnes Page, who
gave Hartley up. “The Heavenlies” hear
a long story of the domestic woes of
Mrs. Hannah Jane Purvis, their cook and
maid of all work. Deride to let her go
and engage Sol. Pratt as chef. Twins
agree to leave Nate Scudder's abode and
begin unavailing search for another
domicile. Adventure at Fourth of July
celebration at Eastwich.
CHAPTER IV.—Continued.
Now I've been calling the place
where they had the races and so on
a field. Well, twa'n't really a field, but
just part of the course where they had
trotting matches on cattle show days.
There was a fence on each side of it
and across the ends of the section
they was using there was ropes
stretched. Back of the fences was the
crowd on foot, and hack of the ropes
was more of 'em, but behind these
ropes likewise was lots of horses and
wagons and carry alls and such. Every
wagon was piled full of people, and
amongst 'em I could see the Barry
coach, with the four gray steppers
prancing up and down in front of it
and old Commodore Barry and his son
| on the front seat, with the women
folks behind.
Well, when that pig started he
made a straight course for the lower
end of the field, but the sight of the
horses and all scared him, I guess, and
he jibed and back he come again. Half
a dozen of the pig-chasers—them that
was nearest to him when he come
about—ran into each other and piled
up in a heap, squirming iike an eel
1 not. They got up in a jiffy and
! started over again, meeting the gang
that was coming back on the second
I lap.
| tsy tlie time tnat pig naa maae
three laps round that course he was
a candidate for the hogs' lunatic asy
, lum. Twice he'd been grabbed, once
by the ears and once by a leg. but his
liveliness and the grease had got him
clear. About half the boys had given
up the job, and was making for harbor
behind the fence; covered with sand
and grease, they was, and red and
ashamed. The crowd was pretty nigh
as crazy as the pig. only with joy.
J Even Hartley was laughing out loud
—first time I d ever heard him.
That little chap with the red hair
had been right up with the mourners
till the third round; then he was stood
on his head in the scuffle and left be
hind down by the ropes in front of
where the Barrvs was. The rest of
the chasers were scattered around the
other end of the field, with the pig do
ing the grand right and left in and
out amongst their legs. One of the
boys—that big lanky one whose
cheeks needed mowing—made a flying
jump and dove head first right on top
of the critter's shiny black back. In
a shake he was the underpinning, so
to speak, of a sort of monument of
; boys, all fighting like dogs over a
; woodchuck.
Next thing I knew the pig shot out
from underneath the pile same as if
he’s been fired out of a cannon. He
was squealing when he begun to fly
; and squealing when he lit, but his
running tackle hadn’t been hurt any.
Down the field he went and the only
one of the chasers in front of him was
that little red head. He makes a grab,
misses, and the pig keeps straight on.
right into the crowd of men and
horses and carriages.
"Look out!" yells everybody. “Let
him go!" But that little shaver wa n't
( built that way. Under the ropes he
dives, right where the jani of wheels
and hoofs was thickest. The Barry
coach horses rared up and jumped
and backed. You could hear wheels
grinding and men yelling and women
set earning.
i was one of the first over that
fence, but, quick as I was, that Hart
ley invalid was quicker. As a general
thing he moved like 'twas hardly
worth while to drag one foot after
the other; but now he flew. I could
see his big shoulders shoving folks
over like they was ninepins. Under
the ropes he went and in where the
; tangle was the worst. And then it
| closed up into a screeching, kicking
whirlpool like. Down he went and I
lost sight of him.
Everybody on the grounds w,as
crazy, but I cal'iate I was the worst
Bedlamite of the lot. Somehow 1 felt j
responsible. 'Twas me that told about,
the Fourth of July doing first and got
him over there. 'Twas me that |
coaxed him into staying for the con
sarned pig business. And I kind of ’
j felt that 1 was his guardian, as you j
might say. now that Van Brunt wa'n't !
along. Yes, and by ginger, I liked I
him! Course 1 thought of the poor lit- j
| tie boy, too, but I'm free to say 'twas I
Hartley that I thought of most.
For the doings of the next two or
three minutes you'll have to ask some
body else. All’s I remember real well
is catching hold of Issachar Tidditt’s
Sunday cutaway and ripping it from
main truck to keelson. You see,
Issachar was trying to back out of the 1
tangle and i was diving in. Next thing
I'm sure cf is hanging onto the bridle
of one of the Barry horses and playing
jnap the whip with my feet, up and
down and over and under.
She cleared up some final’- ..ad
j there was a ring of folk- ...aiming
and pushing a" climbing between \
wheels and under wagon bodies, and
in the middle of the rug was Hartley,
kneeling on the ..d and looking
j pretty middling white and sick, with
a dripping cut over his eye, and with
that little shaver's red head in his lap.
And old Doc Bailey was there, but how
or when he come I don't know. Yes,
me and the pig was there, too, but the
critter was out of commission, being
dead, and I was too busy to think
where I was.
"How is he, doctor?” asked Hartley,
anxious.
The Doc didn't answer for a minute
or so: he was bending over the boy.
sponging and swabbing like all pos
sessed. Poor little chap: he looked
white and pitiful enough, stretched
out there amongst that crowd of
strangers and not a soul of his own
folks around to look out for him. And
he was such a gritty little mite. I
looked at him; chalk white he was,
and still, with his eyes shut and his
breath coming kind of short and jerky.
A.nd—well, my breath got jerky, too.
•‘How is he?" says Hartley again.
Just as he said it the boy stirs and
begins to breathe more regular. The
doctor seemed to feel better.
"He’ll come round all right now,"
says the Doc. “ 'Twas the kick that
knocked him out. The pig got the
worst of it and that saved him.
There are no bones broken. But
he'd have been trampled to death
afterwards if it hadn’t been for
you. sir. Better let me fix up that
cut.”
But the Twin shook his head kind
of impatient. " Tend to the boy,” he
says she. And then “Oh!” again.
“Oh, Martin!”
CHAPTER V.
The Cruise of the “Dora Bassett.”
After that there was a kind of tab
leau, same as them they have at
church sociables. Here was Hartley
staring at the young woman, and the
young woman staring at him. and the
boysstaring at bothof’em,and me star
ing at the three, and the crowd around
doing grand double-back-action staring
at the whole of us. Then the party
broke up, as you might say.
Hartley, red as a beet now. got up
and bowed. The young woman got
up too and held out her hand in a
doubting sort of way. But afore he
could take it, she seemed to remem
ber something, or changed her mind,
for she dropped the hand and turned
to the boy, who was on his feet by
this time looking down at the relics
of his clothes. And between grease
and sand and dirt and rags they made
a ruin that was worth looking at—
made you think of a rubbish pile with
a red danger lantern on top.
“You naughty boy!” says she. “How
could you do so? If you knew’ how
! frightened Miss Talford and I have
been. Are you hurt, dear?"
"Xaw,” says the dear, brisk and
disgusted. “Sure 1 ain't."
The young woman fidgeted around
him. petting and "pooring" him and
pinning him together, so to speak.
Hartley fidgeted too, not seeming to
have his bearings at all. He acted
to me like he wished he was ten thou
1 sand miles away; and yet I eal'late he
i didn't really wish it neither. The
; doctor and Major Phinney were fuss
: ing around and the crowd kept getting
bigger and closing in.
"If you'll excuse me. miss," says I.
; interfering as usual where 'twas none
j of my affairs, "I think perhaps 'twould
be a good idea if we went somewheres
; where ’twan't so popular. Maybe we
! might go into one of the rooms at
j the hall or somewheres."
1 "Why, of course!" says Hartley,
SN |
"How Is He. Doctor?” Asked Hartley, Anxious.
says. So the doctor went on with his 1
sponging and swabbing and pretty i
j soon the youngster opens his eyes.
“Did I get him?" says he.
I “What's that?” asked the Doc, stoop
ing over.
“Did I get the pig? Is the fiver
| cornin’ to me?"
Well, you’d ought to have heard
the crowd laugh. Somebody sings i
out, “Three cheers for the kid,” and
they give ’em with a whoop.
“What’s the matter with youse?”
i says the youngster, setting up and
looking around, dizzy like. “Aw. cut
i it out!" he says, when they begun to
holler some more. “Did I get the
pig?”
“You bet you did." says the doctor, j
laughing. “You’re a spunky little
rooster. 'Whose boy are you, anyway?
Eelong in Eastwich?"
’ Xaw,” says the little feller, like
he was .plumb disgusted. “N’York.”
Hartley smiled. “A brother out
cast." says he, looking up at me.
Major Phinney had been shoving
through the crowd and now he was in
the front rank, where, so they tell me.
he used to be in war time—after the
| fighting was over.
"He’s one of them Fresh Air boys,” ,
says the major, puffing, but pompous.
! "There's a summer school of ’em
been started just outside the town
here. Couple of t\ew York women j
brought the tribe down last week.
This one’s one.”
Little red head turned to Hartley. '
“Say,” he says, “don’t you tell her.”
“Tell who?” says Martin.
“The teacher. Miss Agony.”
“Miss which?”
And just then here comes Issachar.
\ his cutaway hanging graceful and or
| namental from the collar and pilot
i ing a mighty pretty and stylish young
woman to the front. Sb~ breaks
loose frern him and rurr. lor ard and
flops '’nv.n on her knees.
• by, Dennis! Why. Dennis!" she |
rays. “How could you run away and
behave like this? Are you hurt? Is
he-”
She 1c '> up at Hartley as she be
gins to ask the last question. And
be was staring at her as white a» a
sheet of paper.
“Why, Agnes!” he says. And she
went white, too, and then red. “Oh!"
crabbing at the notion like 'twas a
rope I'd thrown out to him. “We'll
go to the hall. Ag—Miss Page, let
me present my friend. Mr. Solomon
Pratt."
So 'twas the Page girl, after all.
I'd guessed as much, though how she
come to be in Eastwich when she'd
ought to have been in Europe was
more'n I could make out. She looked
up at me and reached out her little
hand with a kid glove on it. Like
wise she smiled—not with her mouth
alone, same as an undertaker meet
ing the relatives of the departed, but :
with her eyes too. 'Twas the right
kind of a smile. I'm vaccinated and
not subject to women folks as a rule,
but I'd have done considerable to gei
a deckload of them smiles.
“I'm very glad to know you, Mr.
Pratt,” says she, just as though she 1
meant it. And we shook hands—
really shook 'em.
Afore I could get over that shake
and smile enough to be sensible. Ma
jor Philander shoved her arm into
his and headed for the all. Drat his
figurehead! You nevi could beat
that old image when th ■? was a pret
ty woman around. H„rtlev looked
kind of set back like. ’ hen he takes
the boy by the hand anc. alls into the
major's wake. Me an the doctor
trailed along behind.
The Doc kept talking about what
a brave thing the Twin's diving under
the horses was. but I didn’t hear more
than half of it. I was watching the
Page girl's hat and thinking how
much prettier ’twas than the ones
them boarder girls at the hotel wore.
And yet there wan t a quarter so
many feathers and ribbons and doo
dads on it.
The little chap was chirping up to
Hartley all the way. What worried j
him was when he was going to get
his five dollars. Martin told him he'd
get it all right. He'd advance it
himself and collect it afterwards.
“What’s your name, son?’’ says he !
to the youngster.
“Denny,” says the boy.
"Denny? Dennis, you mean? Den
nis what?”
“Aw, I don't know. Plain Denny,
I guess.”
“Where do you live in New York?"
“Over around Cherry street most of
the time. Me and the old man used
to hang out in the back room of Mike
Donahue's place on Mott street till
he got sent up. Then 1 got to sellin'
papers and doin' shines and things.
Sometimes I'd take a shy at the News
boys' Home nights. That's where Miss
Agony—Miss Page, I mean—found me.
I'm one of the Fresh Air kids over to
her place.”
“Many more like you over there?”
“Sure! nine or ten of us; girls and
all. We been here a week now. I
skinned out of the window this morn
in' and hoofed it over here. Wanted
to see the show. Gee! what a gang
of jays! You're the guy what put up
the candy for me. ain't you?"
“Shouldn't wonder. Do you like
your teacher?"
“Bet your life. She's a peach. So's
the other one; Miss Talford her name
is.”
'Humph! What do they call you
over on the east side when you're at
home?”
“Redny,” says the little shaver.
Hartley looked down at him and
smiled one of his quiet grins.
“Bully for you. Redny!” says he.
'You're a brick.”
We got through the crowd and into
the hall finally. Shutting the door
was a job. The folks outside seemed
to think they’d been cheated. I’d like
to have got rid of Philander, but you
couldn't do that without a block and
tackle; he stuck to Miss Page like a
kedge anchor to mud bottom. The
doctor was putting a strip of sticking
plaster on Hartley’s forehead. The
cut wa'n't nothing but a scratch, I'm
glad to say.
After a spell I see my chance and
I cornered the major and commenced
to talk politics. He was hankering for
the county representative nomination
and I knew his soft spot. Hartley and
the Page girl got together then, hut
they didn't seem to know wha* to say.
I heard her explaining that she
hadn’t gone to Europe at all. Her ma
had been took sick: nothinc to speak
of, 1 judged, spell of “nerves” or the
like of that. So Agnes and her chum,
this Margaret Talford. had seen the
chance they’d been waiting for and
had got their poor children tribe to
gether and come down and took the
I.athrop place at South Eastwich.
Seems Miss Talford had hired it afore,
intending to go to the Fresh Air (
v'vage alone, long's she couldn't get
Agnes to go it with her.
“But how is it that you're here?"
says sh°. “I thought you were at the
mountains."
Hartley explained that, at the last
moment, he had decided to try the
seashore. He was at Wellmouth for
the present, he said.
“But you should have known I was
here,” she says. "I wrote to—to Ed,
of course—before I left the city. Oh,
I see! I sent the letter to your Adi
rondack address. But it should have
been forwarded.”
Hartley stammered a little, but he
said quiet that he was afraid perhaps
Van Brunt hadn't thought to send
word to have his mail forwarded.
“I see.” she says. “That’s like Ed."
Martin seemed to think *twas too.
but ail he said was. “He's written you
very faithfully. His letters, of course,
have gone to Liverpool."
Well, that was about all. We had
to be going. I said good-by and we
started for the door. Miss Page came
over and held out her hand.
“Mr. Hartley," says she, “I want to
thank you for saving Dennis; Major
Phinney told me about it. It was
brave. And I'm glad that you’re not
hurt.”
She was pretty nervous, but a good
deal less flustered than he was when
he took her hand.
“It was nothing, of course.” he says,
hurried like. “That youngster was
worth picking up. Good morning,
Miss Page.”
He stopped a second to say some
thing about Van Brunt no doubt com
ing over to see her In a day or so.
And then we left the hall and headed
for the street.
We walked along pretty brisk for a
ways, neither of us saying much of
anything. Whatever there was I
cal'late I said. By and by we come to
the railroad crossing. And here Hart
ley stops short.
“Sol.” says he, “I believe I'll go
back by train. I don't feel like a sea
trip this afternoon. That—er—that
crack on the head has shaken me up
some. 1 guess. Explain to Van. will
you? Tell him I'm all right, but that
I've got a little headache. Under
stand?"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
A MAGIC OVEN
The smith was building a large and
peculiar oven. “It's a shame.” he
said, “to tell you what this oven's for;
but the secret is too good a one to
keep. It is a picture-aging oven. It
is guaranteed to add in a couple of
hours two or three hundred years to
a picture's age. You know the cracks,
the innumerable little cracks, that
cross-cross in a thousand squares and
diamonds the surface of an old mas
ter" Well, a smooth, fresh picture, put
int this oven, develops under a care
ful; y regulated temperature those
very cracks. Withdraw your picture.
then add dust and dirty varnish to
taste and set to coo!, and you've
got an old master that Gobsa Golde
or Stoxon Bonds will pay big money j
for. I daren't tell you the name of the
well known art dealer I am making
this oven for,” the smith concluded.
“But it's not the 5rst. nor the tenth
oven, either, I've turned out.”
Wholly Free from Microbes.
A scientist looking for microbes
says there is absolutely none on the
Swiss mountains at an altitude of
2,000 feet.
RHEUMATISM PRESCRIPTION
The increased use of whiskey for
rheumatism is causing considerable
discussion among the medical frater
nity. It is an almost infallible cure
when mixed with certain other ingre
dients and taken properly. The fol- :
lowing formula is effective: “To one
half pint of good whiskey add one !
ounce of Toris Compound and one
ounce of Syrup Sarsaparilla Compound.
Take in tablespoonful doses before
each meal and before retiring.”
Toris compound is a product of the
laboratories of the Globe Pharma
ceutical Co., Chicago, but it as well as
the other ingredients can be hud from
any good druggist.
Mark Twain on Art.
Mark Twain and a party of friends ■
recently went to visit the studio of a
young sculptor who is coming rapidly
into public notice. One of the pieces
which was admired greatly by the ma- ,
joritv of the party was the figure of a
young woman coiling up her hair.
Mark listened to the encomiums in
silence, and when urged for an ex
pression of opinion said slowly:
“It is beautiful, but it is not true to
nature.” ,
All expressed their surprise at this
unexpected verdict and demanded his i
reasons.
“She ought to have her mouth full
of hairpins." replied Tom Sawyer's
father.
Deafness Cannot Be Cured
by local applications, as they cannot reach the dis
eased portion of the car. Ther- is only one way to !
cure dealn-’ss, and that is by ccr st:rational rfir.edics. :
De-itnoss is caused by ait u.ih.mn! condition of the
mucous lining of the Lustachan Tube When this
tube is inflamed you have a rumbling sound or irn
oerfect hearing, and when it is entirely closed. Deaf
ness is the result, and unless the- inflammation can be
taken out and this tube restored to its normal cor.di- .
tio.T. hearing will be destroyed forever: nine cases ;
out of ten are caused by Catarrh, which is i othuig
but an inflamed condition of tiio mucous surface.-.
We will give Ore Hundred Dollars for any case of 1
Deafness (caused by catarrh) that cannot be cured .
by Haii*s Catarrh Cure. Send for efrmiars. free. I
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Take Hall’s Family Pills for constipation.
Undoubtedly.
“Would you run after me and pester
me in this fashion if you had a mil
lion?”
”1 should say not!”
“I thought as much.”
“If I had a million dollars 1 wouldn’t
need to, you'd be running after and
pestering me.”
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Nearly All On.
“Hurry up. Tommy!” called mother
from downstairs. "We re !ate now.
Have you got your shoes on?”
"Yes, mamma—ail but one.”—Every
body’s Magazine.
WE *‘EF.L GEY*. \\F1 TRAPS CHEAP
& buy Furs & Hides. Write for catalog 105
X. \V. Hide A Fur Co., Minneapolis, Minn
In point of area. New Orleans is the
second largest city in this country.
Lev;: ' Single Hinder straight 5c. You
pay iuc for cigar-, not so cood. Your deal
er or Lewis’ Factor}-, Peoria, 111.
Nothing prospers like a frenzied
financier—for a time.
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If there is any one thing that a
woman dreads more than another it
is a surgical operation.
We ran state without fear of a
contradiction that there are hun
dreds, yes, thousands, oi operations
performed upon women in our hos
pitals which are entirely unneces
sary and many 1:gv •}een avoided by
LY^fAE.Plim&A&l’S
VEGETABLE COMPOUND
For proof of this statement read
the following letters.
Mrs. Barbara Base, of Kingman,
Kansas, writes to Mrs. Pinkham:
“ For eight years I suffered from the
most severe form cf fe male troubles and
was told that an operation vras my only
hope of recovery. I wrote Mrs. Pinkham
for advice, and took Lydia L. Pink ham’s
Vegetable Compound, and it lias saved
my life and made me a well woman.”
Mrs, Arthur It. 17 use, of Church
Itoad. Moorestown. X. J., writes:
“I feel it is my duty to let people
know what Lydia E. 1‘inkham‘s Vege
table Compound lias done for me. I
suffered from female troubles, and last
March my physician decided that an
operation was necessary. My husliand
objected, and urged me to try Lydia
E. 1’inkham’s Vegetable Compound,
and to-day I am well and strong.”
FACTS FGF! S?CK WOMEN.
For thirty years Lydia E. link
ham's Vegetable Compound, made
from roots and herbs, has been the
standard remedy for female ills,
and has positively cured thousands of
women who have been troubled with
displacements, inflammation, ulcera
tion, fibroid tumors, irregularities,
periodic pains, and backache.
Mrs. Pinkham invites all sick
women to write her for advice.
She has guided thousands to
health. Address, Li nn, Mass.
For famous and dr Jicirraft
caudles ami chon .ties,
write t>» the maker f» rcat
alog, wholesale c r r*-rail.
Gunther's Crnffcticnerv
212 Slate Street. Chicago. 111.
OEFIAKCE S7ARCH
Here’s where the wear comes.
Children’s shoes need strong soles.
Buster Brown Shoes have soles that wear.
Mothers say they never saw children’s soles
wear so we!L
BUSTER BROWN Blue Ribbon SEOES i
For youngsters, $1,50 to $2.50 J
White House Shoes for grown-ups.
Ask your dealer for them.
THE BROWN SHOE CO., "lakers, St. Lcnis, U. S. A.
—n—MBP—■ Iiniffpriw ^Tnmana'W
For
Croup
Tonsilitis
and
Asthma
i
A quick and powerful remedy is needed to break up an attack of croup.
Sloan’s Liniment has cured many cases of croup. It acts instantly — when
applied both inside and outside of the throat it breaks up the phlegm, re
duces the inflammation, and relieves the difficulty of breathing.
Sloan’s Liniment
gives quick relief in all cases of asthma, bronchitis, sore throat, tonsiiitis,
and pains in the chest. Price, 25c.. 50c„ and Si.oo.
_Dr. Earl S. Sloan, Boston, Mess.
W. In Douglas makes and sells more S
men’s 83.00 and S3.50 shoes than any
other manufacturer in the world, bo
cause they hoid their shape, fit better,
and wear longer than any other make.
Shoes it All Prices, for Every Member of tbs
Family, Men, Boys/Women, Misses £ Children
WX.DohcUeS4.00 and $5.00 Silt Edge Shoo emmet
bo equalled a. any price. W. 1. Doogios $i.50 ool
$i,00 aim ore the bwt la the world
Fast Color Eyelets Used Exel:jsieelv.
to- Take Mo Substitute. V?TkBougiaa
name ond price is stamped on bottom. Sold
everywhere. Shoes mailed from factory to any
pan ot the world. Catalogue free.
W. L. DOUGLAS, 157 Sport St.. Brockton. Mu*.
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DEFIANCE STARCH
W. N. t., OMAHA, NO. 47. 190".
Western Canada the Pennant Winner
“ThsLasi Best West”
The government of
Canada now gives
to every actual set
tier 160 acres of
tv heat-growing
land free and an
additional 160 acres
at $3.00 an acre. The 300.0C0 contented
American settlers making their homes, in
Western Canada is the best evidence of
the superiority of that country. They are
becoming rich, growing from 25 to 50
bushels wheat to the acre; 60 to 310 bush
els oats and 45 to 60 bushels barley, be
sides having splendid herds of cattle raised
on the prairie grass. Dairying is an im
portant industry.
The crop of 1SC8 still keeps Western Canada
in the lead. The world will soon look to ft as
its food-producer.
“The thing which most impressed ns was the
magnitude of the country I tret is available for
agricultural purposes." — Aationui Editorial
Correspondence. IMS.
Low railway rates, good schools and churches,
markets convenient, prices the highest, climate
perfect.
3-ands are for sale by Hailway and Land Com
panies. Descriptive pamphlets and maps sent free.
For railway rales and other information apply to
Superintendent of immigration
Ottawa, Canada
or to the authorised Canadian Gov't Agent:
W. V. BENNETT.
•01 New York Life Building, Omaha, Kekraaka.