Nebraska Newspapers

    SQUIRREL ANGRY AND PROFANE.
Expressed Himself Strongly as to
Character of His Despoiler.
When irritated a red squirrel can
come the nearest to being profane of
any animal I ever saw. One day when
still-hunting I happened to stop under
a large beech. Soon the burrs began
to drop, and, wishing to rest, I began
shelling and eating the beech nuts. I
had been doing this for some time,
when the supply ceased and the squir
rel came down to look after his nuts.
On seeing me where he expected to
find the nuts, he flew into the great
est fit of passion I ever saw any ani
mal indulge in. He was so enraged
that he lost all sense of fear and stood
head down on the tree within arm’s
length of me, calling me all the vile
names the squirrel vocabulary is
capable of. It was perfectly evident
that he was using language which
would not look well in print. I tried
to reason with him, told him that
there were nuts enough for both, that
he was the spryest and could get
more; but it was no use. I had taken
his nuts, and he abused me so that I
was obliged to leave him, still using
language strong enough to walk on.— ;
Manly Hardy, in Forest and Stream. i
INTOLERABLE ITCHING.
Fearful Eczema All Over Baby’s Face
—Professional Treatment Failed.
A Perfect Cure by Cuticura.
“When my little girl was six months
old I noticed small red spots on her
right cheek. They grew so large that
I sent for the doctor but. instead of
helping the eruption, his ointment
seemed to make it worse. Then I
went to a second doctor who said it
was eczema. He also gave me an oint
ment which did not help either. The '
disease spread all over the face and j
the eyes began to swell. The itching
grew intolerable and It was a terrible
sight to see. I consulted doctors for
months, but they were unable to cure
,the baby. I paid out from J20 to $30
without relief. One evening I began
to use the Cuticura Remedies. The
next morning the baby’s face was all
white instead of red. I continued until
the eczema entirely disappeared. Mrs.
P. E. Gumbin. Sheldon, la, July 13,’08.”
Potter Drug & Cbem. Corp., Sole Props., Boston.
HORRORS!
“What’s the trouble, Zambo?”
“I thought it was missionaries, but
it’s a load of Altruists.”
Wise Kid.
My seven-year-old niece—writes a
correspondent—is an up-to-date young
woman. She has a passion for study,
."rid thinks of little but her lessons, j
' be other day I remonstrated with
1 or.
‘Lila,” I said, “you are working too
! ;rd. Why do you do it?”
“Well, auntie,” she answered,
: ravely, “I heard somebody say that
i be education of a child should begin
with its grandmother. And I expect
u be a grandmother, some day.”
Important to Mothers.
Examine carefully every bottle of
OASTORIA a cafe and sure remedy for
infants and children, and see that it
Bears the
Signature of(
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Opinion of an Expert.
“I hear you are going to marry
Charley?”
“Yes; he asked me last evening.”
“Let me congratulate you. Charley
is all right. He is one of the nicest
fellows I was ever engaged to.”—
Stray Stories.
That an article may be good as well
as cheap, and give entire satisfaction,
is proven by the extraordinary sale of
Defiance Starch, each package con
taining one-third more Starch than
can be had of any other brand for the
same money.
Perfect Gentleman.
ling—Why did you speak to thal
Id tramp, dear boy?
jy—Why shouldn't I, old chap
He isn’t in twade, and he doesn’t
raw a living.—Penny Pictorial.
(Marriage Service” Defined.
foston cynic of the female per
n defines the “marriage service”
siting on one’s lord and master
capacity of cook, laundress,
tress and maid-of-all-work."
BlUES CURED IN 6 TO 14 DAYS.
■OINTMENT is guaranteed to cure ary case
Bing, Blind, Bleeding or Protruding Piles In
■days or money refunded. 60c.
Id It sometimes happens that a
Bis married to his boss.
pos’ Single Binder straight 5c. You
■0c for cigars not so good. Your deal
p Lewis' Factory, Peoria, 111.
pr what the mind wishes, that it
I believes.—Heliodorus.
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. Aurstatf Capn Eri’ ‘Partners of the TiOi'
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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 volet, gave Pratt
the desired information about the New
Yorkers. They wished to live what they
termed ‘‘The Natural Life.” Van Brunt,
it was learned, was the successful suitor
for the hand of Miss Agnes Page, who
gave Hartley up. “The HeavenBas’’ hear
a long story of the domestic woes of
Mrs. Hannah Jane Purvis, their cook and
maid of all work. Decide to let her go
and engage Sol. Pratt as chef. Twins
agree to leave Nate Seudder’s abode and
begin unavailing search for another
domicile. Adventure at Fourth of July
celebration at Eastwich. Hartley rescued
a boy, known as “Reddy,” from under a
horse’s feet and the urchin proved to be
one of Miss Page's charges, whom she
had taken to the country for an outing.
Miss Page and Hartley were separated
during a fierce storm, which followed the
picnic. Out sailing later, Van Brunt,
Pratt and Hopper were wrecked in a
squall. Pratt landed safely and a search
for the other two revealed an Island upon
which they were found. Van P.runt rent
ed it from Scudder and called it Ozone
island. They lived on the island and
Owner Scudder brought ridiculous pres
ents as a token of gratitude. Innocently,
Hartley and Hopper in search for clams
robbed a private “quabaugh.” Late at
night their island home was disturbed by
wild yells. Hopper was found In a fright
at what he supposed was a ghost and he
immediately tendered his resignation. In
charge of a company of New York poor
children Miss Talford and Miss Page vis
ited Ozone island.
CHAPTER IX.—Continued.
‘‘Naw,’’ says Rednv. “Not while I’m
dcwn here. Miss Agony cries over me
and I’d rather be licked any time than
that.”
Hartley rumpled the youngster's
hair with his fingers.
“Sol,” he says, “there’s good here if
you can get at it. Too much good to
be running to waste. Ah, hum! Must
be rather pleasant to have one or two
cf your own; must make life almost
worth living. That’s where you and I
have missed it.”
“You've got plenty of time yet,” says
I. “Maybe you’ll be down in these dig
gings nine or ten year from now with
a family of your own.”
He .smiled, kind of sad and one
sided. Then he got up and walked out
to the piazza. Rednv hung around a
spell, long enough to ask a couple mil
lion questions. Then he went into the
parlor with the rest of the young In
juns.
Pretty soon I heard some one speak.
I looked through the doorway and see
the Page girl coming up the porch
steps alone. Hartley stood up and
lifted his cap.
“Where's Van?” he asked.
“He’s down on the beach with Mar
garet. I came back to look after the
children."
“They're all right,” says Martin.
“Playing games in the front room.”
Agnes stopped for a second in the
doorway. “I don't just understand,'
she said, hesitating, "why you are here.
Is it true that your health is bad?”
• “No,” he said, with a little laugh.
“I did feel rather gone to seed before
I left town, but now I'm having the
time of my life."
“Indeed?” says she. “So far from
Wall street? I'm surprised."
He didn’t seem to answer—least
ways I didn't hear him. Next thing I
knew he was standing on the top step.
“Please excuse me,” he says, pretty
frosty. “I must speak to James.”
He went off down the steps aad out
of sight. She stood and watched him
a minute, and I thought she looked
puzzled—and solemn. Then she went
into the parlor.
We had dinner out doors on the
piazza. While it was going on the
grown-ups didn't do much talking. It’s
precious little fun trying to talk
against a typhoon and an earthquake
mixed, and that's what them Fresh
Air young ones turned that meal into.
’Twas “Hurrah boys! Stand from un
der!” from the beginning. When I
wa’n't filling up fish plates I was dodg
ing potato skins and similar bou
quets. They didn’t' fire ’em at me, you
understand, but it’s always the feller
that’s looking on at the row who gets
hit. Rednv was cap'n of the gun crew.
He could chuck a potato skin with his
left hand and eat with his right and
look pious and shocked all at the same
time. , ■ •
When the juniors was filled up—and
it wa’n’t no slouch of a job to get 'em
filled—they went off to start a riot
somewheres else and the Twins and
the girls had a chance. Van got to
telling about Scudder’s presents, and he
was funny as usual. That Margaret Tal
ford would laugh until I had to join in
just out of sympathy, even though I
was up to my eyes in soapsuds and
dishwashing. She was a jolly girl,
that one; pretty and full of snap
and go.
Nothing would do but them "pres
ents” must go on exhibition. So Van
lugged ’em down from James’ room
and lined ’em up on the piazza for in
spection. He took a stick for a pointer
and gave a lecture about ’em, same
as if they was a panorama, pointing
out what he called the “feeling” and
“atmosphere” of the shell basket and
the “perspective” of Marcellus in the
crayon enlargement. He had a good
time and so did everybody else, espe
cially Miss Talford.
By and by she clapped her hands.
“Oh!” says she, VI’ve got an idea. Did
you say your man was going to leave
you, Mr. Van Brunt?” ,
Van heavtJ a sigh. “Yes,” he says
“I believe he is. I fear that James
hasn't the artistic temperament. I con
fess I'm disappointed. He certainly
looked as if he had it; he was sad and
soulful and—and—dyspeptic. But no:
even the ‘Motherless Home' didn't ap
peal to him. He says he’s to
night.”
“I wonder if hs would come over to
the school'?'' rays she. “We need a
man there, don’t we, Agnes? To help
about the plac*’ ?. id look out for the
boys, and to—1> to protect us.” I
Lucky .lames!” says Van. "But why
Jaies? Won’t Martin here do—or—
ex^se my blushes—myself?”
Iyt the Talford girl laughed and
sau;he wouldn’t do at all. He lacked
digity, she said, and didn’t look the
pari she asked Miss Page if she
realj didn’t think that James would
be jit the man for them. Agnes said
Perhps he would. So the four of ’em
wen&way for a walk on the beach
and ( talk it over.
I'lllet I called that valaf anything
but a|hurch member and a good feller
a dozjf times over while I wak diving
into |iem' dishes. I washed and
washt* till, seemed to me, I was
soakeiout fresh enough to bile, ihre
a pickU codfish. And when the wasX
ing wadone there was the wiping. I
laid oij a bale or so of dish towels
and pitied in.
Prettlsoon somebody says: "Mayn't
I help
around and there was Ag
Nlce to look at, she was,
hetp you, please?” says she
a to\ei.
jsakes. i*}!” says I. “You'll
|r fine clones. Besides I've
if used to it \y this time; my
round of itself, like a pad
She fghed and grabbed a chowder
plate 11 commenced to wipe. Ste
done fly well for anybody whV
hadn't iracticed much, but she never |
would ave won the cup for speed.
One c h every five minutes is all
right, aybe, if you’re getting paid by
the yei, but— However, I judged her
ma ke hired help to home. I won
dered lat she'd done with Hartley.
By i d by she says: "Mr. Pratt,
how lo : do you expect to stay here?”
"Mayn't I Help?'
“Here?" ?s I. “On Horsefoot—on
Ozone islai? Land knows. Long’s
the Heave es—that is, long’s Mr.
Van Brunt d Mr. Hartley stay here,
I guess. It \ restful place, ain’t it?”
says I, reatng for the next stack of
dishes.
She smil« “No doubt they find it
so,” she sa; "How do you like the
Natural Lif ’
“Who—m Oh, I cal'late I shall
like it tipto when I get a little more
used to it—at is, if I last. I was
oldest boy i:. family of nine, and dad
died young, I was brought up Natur
al, as you n ht say. It’s been some
time, thoug since I had so many
hours of si ight-along, pitch-in-and
hustle Natu ness in the day’s run;
been getting rtificial and lazy of late
years, I gues But I’m tough, and I’ll
be all right i used to it pretty soon
—getting lo of practice. By the
way,” I says, vho was it that sent ’em
here?”
“Who?" 8? she, looking surprised.
“Sent? I do ; understand.”
“Was Mr. in Brunt and his chum
sent here by e doctor, or who?”
"Why, I di’t know they were sent
at all. I thin] hey name here of their
own accord.”
“Humph!” ys I, considering. “Was
any of their ks ever took this way?
Does it run ii he families?”
That seem to tickle her and I
guess she ui ?rstood what I meant.
But she didr answer the question;
went on dry-] tailing the pickle dish.
Then she saj kind cl accidental on
purpose:
“Is Mr. Har iy’s health improving?”
‘‘Oh, yes!” ys I. “He’s picking up
some, 'specia ■ in his appetite. He
ain't up to Va Brunt in that line yet,
their b. Van ,tn lor three; Hartley’s
only up to the ae-m-.i-and-a-boy mark
so far. Ke'd di >etter It he didn’t have
them blue st; iks of his. Seems to
have acmethlE on his mind.”
tlest in my arms down to the heayj.
But they was all full fed and sUv".
burned and dirty and happy, ana
they'd had the bulliest time in their
poor, pinched-up little lives.
“Well, good-by, Andrew Jackson,”
says I to itedny. "Had good time
enough to want to come again, have
you?”
“Sure thing,” says he.
"Like it as well here as you do over
at the school?”
“Yup,” he says. “Ain’t nobody to
plug potato skins at over there.”
He was a smart little coot. Had the
makings of a man in him if you dug
down far enough to get at It.
Lord James comes down to the
shore tugging his trunk behind him.
‘‘So long, Hopper,’ says I. “Shall I
give your love to ?' lrcellus’ spook it
it comes gliding again?”
He looked at me very solemn. “You’d
better come too,” be says. “You take
my advice and leu e this blooming
island now w’ile you ’ave the chance.
There’ll come a time,'’ says he, “when
you won’t ’ave it.”
He climbed into the dory and set
WHAT WAS THE GOOD OF IT?
Willie Wanted the Cood Things of
Life, Not Its Vanities.
Willie is six years old, with a broth
er and sister two and four years older,
and these two, were recently invited
by Mi's. Blank to a little party, much
to the discomfiture of Willie, who
was alighted. When the other two
children had gone, Willie’s mother
was doing what she could to smooth
his ruffled feelings.
“I heard Mrs. Blank talking about
you, Willie, the other day,” she said,
“and she said you were the handsom
est boy In all this town!”
Willie didn’t say anything for a
moment, and then he lifted his big,
browrf, tear-stained eyes to Ills moth
er's face.
“Well, mamma," he half sobbed,
“what's the good of bein’ beautiful If
a fellow doh’t git invited to no par
ties?”—Young Ladies' Journal.
-werhaps lie’s troubled about leav
ing his business ” she suggests, look
ing sideways at the pickle dish.
“Guess not,” says I, looking side
ways at her. “I don’t think I’ve heard
him mention business since he's been
down. No, ’tain’t that, according to
my notion. He ain’t in love, is he?”
She looked at me then pretty hard;
but I was as wooden-faced as a cigar
sign.
“Dear me, no," she laughs, brisk. “I
guess not. What made you think
that?”
“Oh, nothing,” says I. “I ain’t ever
been took that way mysetT, but it
j seemed to me he had all the symp
toms. Didn't know but he was fret
j ting about some young woman. He's
! a fine chap, that young Hartley. It’ll
| be a lucky girl that gets him.”
She didn’t say much more, but she
looked at me every once In a while as
if she was wondering. I never let on.
I was as innocent and easy as the cat
with the cream on its whiskers. I had
a sneaking hope that I might have
boosted Hartley a little mite, and I
felt good down one side. Then I
thought of Van, and I felt mean all
up the other.
After a spell the Twins and Miss
Talford happened along, and what a
time Van Brunt made when he see his
girl helping me wipe dishes.
“Well, well!” he says. "Is this the
way you hurry back to ‘see what the
<dear children are doing?’ Sol, you old
\scinator. tow do you do it? Martin
aJH I fell in love with him at first
sisfiL Miss Talford; and now look at
AgneV’
"Hoi* on there,” says I. "Don't
spread it'xoo thick. I ain’t got but one
hat that 11 do for Sunday, and I want
that to fit i Was giving Miss Page
a few lessons jn housekeeping, and
you d ought to thank me for that, Mr.
Van Brunt."
It seems the Taxord girl had seen
James and he had agreed to go to
Eastwich with ’em. ’Twas a good
chance for him, a soft job and all that.
Truth to tell, I guess he was kind of
sorry about parting from Van alto
gether, the gleaning might not be so
•"ood in his next boss’ berry pasture.
So about six o'clock Scudder come
wjh his dory and the picnic broke up.
Ill* Frfsh Airers were pretty nigii
rcm °Ut by this time’ The smaUer
chiid,n was noddjng with their fceads
<>n. ' shoulders of the bigger ones,
and 1 bad t0 tote tWQ Qf the jjt
down all huddled up In the stem with
his trunk between his knees. Bcuddcr
begins rowing and they moved off.
“There,” says Van, referring to his
lordship, “goes the final tie that binds
us to a sordid past. Shall we sing
‘The Last Link Is Broken,' Martin'
Or have you something more appro
priate to suggest, skipper?”
"I have for myself,” says I. “It's
‘Work, for the Night Is Coming.' ’’
And I hurried up to the house to get
supper.
CHAPTER X.
The Voyage of the Ark.
The Heavenlies was late down to
breakfast next morning, owing, J
cal late, to the loss of Lord James. 1
could hear ’em hailing each other
asking: “What’s become of my goli
stocking?” and the like of that
Trouble seemed to be that they had
too many clothes. If they’d been lim
ited to one suit for Sunday and a paii
of overalls to cover up the ruins the
rest of the week, like I was, they'd
have got along better.
But they was rigged at last and at
breakfast was chipper as a pair ol
mackerel gulls. They commenced tc
talk garden. Consarn ’em, I hoped
they’d forgot that.
“The loam business is all right, Sol,'
says Van. “Scudder will bring us loam
at three dollars a boat load. He says
it’ll take about 15 boat loads.”
"He does, hey?” says 1. “At three
dollars per? That's generous of him
Anything else?”
"Yes. He is to continue to bring us
milk. We have decided that perhaps
for the present we had better not keep
a cow."
Small favors thankfully received. 1
was glad that milking wa'n’t going to
be added to the general joyfulness.
"I think that's a nice, far-sighted de
cision, says I. “Unless you could
learn your cow to eat seaweed, I don't
see—”
“Oh, Scudder cuuld bring us hav,"
says Van. “And we could give the
animal the spare vegetables from the
garden."
“ Twould be a long time between
meals for the poor critter, I’m afraid,"
says I. "How much is Nate charging
for the milk?”
“Nine cents a quart. That’s onlj
one cent more than you have to pay
in New York, and, when you considet
how far he has to bring it, I call it
dirt cheap.”
Well, ’twas about as cheap as the
garden dirt, but I didn't say nothing.
“We re going to raise chickens, too,’
says Hartley. “Scudder, so Van says,
will sell us live Plymouth Rocks at 30
cents a pound. Skipper, you might fix
up the poultry yard in your spare
time."
In my “spare” time. There was a joke
in that, but it wa'n’t so intended.
Thfen Van Brunt began to preach
“pig.' Seems Nate had told him that
the one thing needful to turn Ozone
island into a genuine Natural Life was
a pig, and of course he, Nate, had the
only pig in creation that was worth
buying.
He showed it to me the other morn
ing, says Van. “The prettiest littie
black and white fellow you ever saw,
Martin. Miss Talford saw him yes
terday before she came over, and
she said he was a dear. You might be
repairing a sty for him in your odd
moments, Sol.”
My odd moments, and my even
ones, too, was pretty well filled up for
the next few days. The Heavenlies
loafed and superintended and smoked
and fished and ate. All I had to do
was to turn out with the gulls, and
cook breakfast, and clear away, and
wash dishes, and build hen yards, and
>ig pen, and get ready
trdens, and sweep and
lams, and make beds,
and sail a boat, and
bundle up washing for
Huldy Ann, and scout
nd—well, there was
even or eight hundred
lipped my memory.
Has ready for planting
y. Nate fetched over
>ad of loam the night
jad it afore I got sup
<ns and the hog was tc
ay. 1 was to take the
?r ’em, Nate being en
carry all load of board
Huldy Ann was to
>ck at the shore ready
Nate?" I® asSTnagerie C°rflinS
lj00f9- ' v In cages or on the
>rSo,>”he
pig in another. A°ne box ?nd: *,be
Sard w Heavenly
Brunt begun One tch for Van
had se e °ther for ]ey They
brought thf Peck> re or less,
charged for ler'8 press and
The Twins *tak' prices
geance. I sh ln w* ven.
I was super . how- V once
suited me fine—noi d th\ j0fc
tickled me more, un would '\ave
in and take a nap. to trn
Van takes one hoe an<
other. Each ey thel
round-shouldered from the Vtually
the seeds in their pockets. T^t of \
cucumber seeds, and melon seedfcad
land knows what. Wonder to meN)
they didn’t try oranges and pineappn
And in the middle of July! \
“Now, Martin,’’ says Van. "Her'
goes! Bet you fifty I get the first
cucumber.” "
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
WHAT THE DOLLIES HAD.
Small Wonder That the Little Mother
Was Really Alarmed.
Little Mary was really very ill.
Mother said she was sure it was an
attack of appendicitis, but Grandma
was equally sure the little one was
threatened wdth convulsions.
The argument waxed warm in
Mary’s presence, and appropriate reme
dies were used, and the next day she
was better.
Coming into her mother’s room dur
ing her play she said:
"Mamma, two of my dollies are very
sick this morning.”
“Indeed, *lear, I am very rorry. What
is the matter with them?”
“Well I don’t really know, mamma, i
hut I think Gwendolyn has ‘a pint
o’spiders’ and Marguerite is going to
have ‘envulsions.’ ”
evenly matched.
Magistrate (to witness)—And where
were you when this assault occurred?
Witness—Just across the street,
your honor.
Magistrate—Then why didn't you go
to the plaintiff’s assistance when you
saw him attacked?
Witness—Faix, I wasn’t sure then
that he wouldn’t be the defendant,
your honor.
His Absent-Minded View.
They were engaged in purchasing
shoes for the children. The husband
was a former teacher, but the wife j
was a very intelligent and practical j
person, relates the Chicago News.
“For school purposes I don’t want
and dull kids for they roughen up so '
easily,” said the wife to the sales
woman, adding: “What do you think
of it, dear?”
“Well,” he said absent-mindedly. "I
have known a good many dull kids at
school, but I never regarded them as
any rougher than other children."
Beware of Ointments for Catarrh
that Contain Mercury,
as mercury will surely destroy the sense of smell
and completely derange the whole system when
entering it through the mucous surfaces. Such
articles should never be used except on prescrip
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will do is tea fold to the good you can possibly de
rive from them. Hall’s Catarrh Cure, manufactured
by F. J. Cheney A Co., Toledo, O., contains no mer
cury- and is taken internally, acting directly upon
the blood and mucous surfaces of the system. In !
buying Hall's Catarrh Cure be sure you get the
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Sold by Druggists. Price. 75c. per bottle.
Take Hall s Family Pills for coustlpation.
Reflected Glory.
"Say, what do you think!" cried De ■
Ripper.
"Give us the answer,” said young
Van Dippy.
“I’ve just found out,” cried DeRip
per, "that I wear the same sized shoe
as the chap who kicked out a victory l
for Harvard, don't you know!”
With a smooth iron and Defiance
Starch, you can launder youi shirt
waist just as well at home as the
steam laundry can; it will have the
proper stiffness and finish, there will
be less wear and tear of the goods,
and it will be a positive pleasure to
us.e a Starch that does not stick to the
iron.
It Would Seem So.
Giles—The camel should be the
most courageous of all animals.
Miles—Because why?
Giles—Because it is nearly all back
bone. See?
ONLY ONE “BROMO QITJNIN'E”
That i s LAXATIVE BROMO QUININE. Look fm
tte riOMor. of E. W. GROVE. Usod the World I
over to Cure a Cold in One Day. 2i»c.
It is better to begin late doing our
duty than never.—Dionysius.
Lewis’ Single Binder Cigar has a rich
taste. Your dealer or Le»U’ Factory.
Peoria, 111.
He isn’t much of a baker who eats ;
all the bread he kneads.
__ .. I'so Allen’s Foot-Ease
r2LI?ftIr<i?\Sf,1'n*'sweat,n*fect. 26c- Trial package
tree. A S. Olmsted. Le Roy, N. Y. ^ K
A singer doesn’t weigh his words on I
the musical scale. '
MAPLEINE
Let 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
4 Iron
Nocheap premiums are given
with DEFIANCE STARCH,
but YOU*GET ONE-THIKD MOKE
fob youb money than of any
other brand.
DEFIANCE STARCH costs
10c for a 16-oz. package, and I
will refund your money if it
sticks to the iron.
Truly yours,
Honest John,
The Gaoceormaa
S.
Youthful Confidence.
There is a period in every child's
life when he feels himself master of
some profession. A little boy of this
particular age—10 years old—wa3 no
ticed making great efforts at his draw
ing.
"What are you drawing dear?” his
mother asked him?
"A picture of God," was his ready
reply.
“But, my dear, no one knows just
what God looks like,’ said the mother
softly and with an air of reproach.
“They will afier they see this." con
fidently answered this young prodigy.
SICK HEADACHE
A1 ntTlVn Positively cared by
lAmERS thesel,<ilePi,ls
|—■ ___ They also i-eliere Bis*
I I III tresa from Dy spepsia.In
I izr n digestion and Too Hearty
I t IB Eatil>(t- A perfect ren
Q| | | Q edy tor Dizziness, Nau
• IJmsOs sea, Drowsiness, Bad
_ Taste in the Month, Coat
ed Tongue. Pain in the
l.. ■ ■ ■ ISlde, TORPID LIVKK.
They regulate the Bowels. Purely Vegetable.
SMALL PILL. SMALL DOSE. SMALL PRICE.
Genuine Must Bear
Fac-Simiie Signature
_REFUSE SUBSTrrUTES,
Western Canada
MORE BIG CROPS {ft.1^08
Another 68,000 set
tlers from the Urihed
States. New dis
tricts opened Iot set
tlement. 320 acres
ofland tccacbset
• ler,— 160 free
homestead and 160 at $3.00 per acre.
A vast rich country and a contented pros*
perous people. n—E.ri rm t from . or rt
op a National Editor, whose 7'is/t to iTestern
Canada, in August, J90S, was an inspiration.
Many have paid the entire cost c f their
farms and had a balance of from $10.00 to
$20.00 per acre as a result of one crop.
Spring wheat, winter wheat, oats, barley,
flax and peas are the principal crops, while
the wild grasses bring to perfection the
best cattle that have ever been sold on
the Chicago market.
Splendid climate, schools and churches
tn all 1 ocalities. Railways touch most of
the settled districts, and prices for produce
are always good. Lands may also be pur
chased from railway and land companies.
F°r pumphlets, maps and information re
garding low railway rates, apply to Superin
tendent of Immigration, Ottawa, Canada, or
the authorized Canadian Government Agent;
W. V. BENNETT.
801 New fork Lite Building. Omaha, Nebraska.
GROOMING COUNTS
But it cannot maka a Fair Skin or a
C lossy Coat.
Women with good
complexions eounot
be homely. Creams,
lotions, washes and
powders cannot make
I a fair skin. Efcry
horseman knows that
the satin coat, of his
thoroughbred comes
from the animal's
“all-right” condition.
Let the horss get
“off his feed" and his
coat turns dull. Cot
lying, trashing and rubbing will give
him a clean coat, but cannot produce
the coveted smoothness and gloss of
the horse’s skin, which is his com
plexion. The ladies will seo the point.
Lane’s Family
Medicine
Is the best preparation for ladies who
desiro a gentle laxative medicine that
will give the body perfect cleanlintras
internally and the wholesomeness
that produces such skins as painters
love to copy. At druggists’, 25c.
DR. McIXTOSH celebrated
NATURAL UTERINE
SUPPORTER
gSSKSB^'SiSMRS.'ss
V'MSS^rS'ffiSjt
912 W alnutSt., Philadelphia, i*a., iua7iulaeunv«*ra oiH
**>
TANNIN6££R£MiS
Company, So. Omaha,No£
kF-Hides and Furs
W. N. U., OMAHA, NO. V 1909.
A flavoring that is used the same a3 lemon or
vanilla By dissolving granulated sugar in wa
ter and adding Mapieine, a delicious synap is
made and a syrup better than maple. Maptein*
is sold.by grocers. Send ac stamp for sample
and recipe book. Crescent Mfg. Co., Seattle.