NEW RAILWAYS i
CENTRAL CANADA
AMCHICAN SETTLERS WELCOME
AND DOING WELL.
The Portland Oregonian, of Port
land, Oregon, published a cartoon on
the immigration of U. S. people to
Canada, in its issue of October 5,
1909. The picture was accompanied
by the following article:
"Losing American Citizens. The ex
odus of American farmers to Canada
continues to be a phenomenon of the
first importance. More of them are
crossing the border this fall than
ever before, and they are flocking
from all parts of the country. Former
ly it was the Middle West alone which
thus lost the heart of its citizenship.
Now all sections of the Union suffer
alike. The regret which we cannot
help feeling over the migration of
many thousands of excellent citizens
has an economic side which causes
some concern. The 70.000 farmers
who will go to Canada to live this fall
will take with them some $70,000,000
in cash and effects. This is by no
means a negligible sum, and makes a
very appreciable drain on our re
sources. But, of course, the most se
rious loss is the men themselves and
their families, who have forsaken the
iand of the free and the home of the
brave to dwell under the rule of a
monarch.
Why do they go? Naturally the
-cheap and fertile land of Western Can
ada attracts them. Each emigrant
goes with a reasonable expectation of
bettering his fortune. Indeed, in a
few years he may grow rich through
<he abundant crops he can raise and
<he increase of land values. But per
haps that is not the sole reason for
the astonishing migration. There is
a common notion abroad that in Can
ada life and property are appreciably
safer than they are here. Murders
are not so frequent, and are more
speedily and surely punished. Mobs
and the so-called ‘unwritten law’ are
virtually unknown in Canada. Again
the law is a vastly more ascertainable
entity there. Canada does not per
mit its judges to veto acts of the leg
islative body. When a statute has
been enacted it is known to be the
♦aw of the land until it is repealed,
♦.his naturally imparts to Canadian
■civilization a security and stability
which we have not yet attained.
“We must remember, in the same
mnnection, that the Canadian protec
tive tariff is far less exorbitant than
aura, and much less boldly arranged
for the benefit of special favorites.
Hence there is an impression, very
widely diffused, that the Canadians
are not so wickedly robbed by the
trusts as we are in this country. Rea
sons like these sufficiently account for
the exodus of a body of citizens, whom
we can ill afford to lose, but they do
not much assuage our regret that they
cannot be retained in the United
States.”
Speaking of this, a Canadian Gov
ernment representative says that the
Americans who cross the border are
most welcome. The splendid areas
of virgin soil, a large quantity of which
is given away as free homesteads, lie j
close to existing railways and to those
under construction. The railway lines
that are assisting in this development
are the Canadian Pacific, the Cana
dian Northern and the Grand Trunk
Pacific. The latter is built entirely on
Canadian soil, and has opened up a
wonderful stretch of land. Along this
line during the year about closed thou
sands of American settlers have made
their homes. They have built the
towns, and immediately began as fac
tors in the building up of the great
Canadian West.
Agents o? the Government are lo
cated in various cities throughout the
United States who will be pleased to
give any information that may be de
sired to further the interest of the
settler.__
, POOR BILL.
j "r 7 'Hu mm •wjls. .y» r. mvjvjt
Noble Sportsman—Whatever It la
I've shot, it makes a most unearthly
row.
Keeper—Yes; poor Bill ain’t got a j
very musical voice; has he?
An Ever Ready Opening.
The editor suddenly became con- ;
scious that some one was standing be- ;
hind him. Looking round, his glance 1
fell upon a seedy looking individual
with the eyes of a crank.
“I beg your pardon,” said the new
comer, “but is there an opening here
for a first-class intellectual writer?”
"Yts,” grimly responded the editor.
■“An ingenious carpenter, foreseeing
your visit, lias provided an excellent
opening. Turn the knob to the right,
and do not slam the door as you go
out.”—The Sunday Magazine.
Good for the Nerves.
At a recent archery tournament in
London 300 women took part in the
contest, the game having become very
popular. It is recommended by Lon
don physicians as splendid for the
nerves. American women have never
taken very kindly to the sport, but the
renewal of interest abroad may effect
a change in this country.
Was a Father, Too.
“Say, Mr. Editor, I’m the father of
twins.”
“All right; we’ll put it in the paper
under the head of ‘Double Tragedy.’”
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All druggistsor Howard Bros., Buffalo, N. Y.
Enthusiasm is something that
causes a man to shout when the
crowd is shouting, even if he doesn't
iknow what it is about.
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If so take at once Alien’s Lung Balsam and watch
results. Simple, effective. Ail dealers. Popu
lar prices—iSc, 50c and f 1.00 bottles.
As an eye-opener, what'a the mat
ter with as alarm clock.
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SYNOPSIS. \
Miss Patric'a Holbrook and M*ss Helen
Holbro *k, her niece, were entrusted to
the tare of Lauren e Donovan, a wri’er.
summering near Port Annandale. Mss
Patricia i onfided to Donovan that she
feared her brother Henry, who, ruined by
a bank failure, had constantly threatened
her for money from his father’s will, of
which M ss Patricia was guardian. They
came to Pert Annandale to escape Henrv.
Donovan sym path1 zed with the two
women. He learned of Miss Helen’s an
noy'ng suitor. Donovan d scovered and
captured an intruder, who proved to be
Reginald Gillespie, suitor for the hand of
Miss Helen Holbrook. Gillespie disap
peared the following morning. A rough
sailor appeared and was ordered away.
Donovan saw M*ss Holbrook and her fa
ther meet on friendly terms. Donovan
fought an Italian assassin. He met the
man he supposed was Holbrook, but who
sa*d he was Har*r'dge. a canoe-maker.
After a short d'scusslon Donovan left
surlily. Gillespie was discovered by Don
ovan presenting country church with $1,0C0.
CHAPTER VI—Continued.
Just then I heard the voice of my
fool raised so that all might hear:
“Friends, on the dusty highway of
life. I can take none of the honor or
credit you so kindly offer me. Tb®
money I have given you to-day I came
by honestly. 1 stepped into your cool
and restful house of worship this morn
ing in search of bodily ease. The small
voice cf conscience stirred within me.
j I had not been inside a church for two
years, and I was greatly shaken. Rut
as I listened to your eloquent pastoi
1 was aware that the green wail paoer
interrupted my soul currents. That,
vegetable-green tint is notorious as a
psychical interceptor. Spend the
money as you like, gentlemen, but if
I. a stranger, may suggest it, try some
less violent color scheme in your
mural decorations.”
He seemed choking with emotion as
with bowed head he pushed his way
through the circle and strode past me.
The people stared after him, mystified
and marveling. I heard an old man
calling out:
“How wonderful are the ways of
Lord!’
I let Gillespie pass, and followed him
slowly until a turn in the road hid us
from the staring church folk. He
turned and saw me.
“You have discovered me, Donovan
Be sure your sins will find you out!
A simple people, sigularly moved at
the sight of a greenback. I have rare
ly caused caused so much excitement.”
“I suppose you are trying to ease
your conscience by giving away some
cf your button meney.’
“That is just it. Donovan. You have
struck the brass tack on the head. But
cow that we have met again, albeit
through no fault of my own, let me
mention matters of real human inter
est."
| “You might teli me what you’re do
ing hrre first.”
.“Walking; there were no cabs, Don
ovan."
“You choose a queer hour of the
day for your exercise.”
“One might say the same for your
ride. But let us be sensible. I dare
! say there's some common platform on
S which we both stand.’
“We’ll assume It,’’ I replied, dis
mounting by the roadside that [ might
talk more easily. Bandages were still
visible at his wrists, and a strip of
court-plaster across the knuckles of
his right hand otherwise testified to
the edges of the glass in St. Agatha’s
garden. He held up his hands rue
fully.
“Those were nasty slashes; and I
ripped them up badly in climbing out
of your window. But I couldn’t linger;
i am not without my little occupa
tions.’’
“You stand an excellent chance of
being shot If you don't clear out of
this. If there’s any shame in you
you will go without making further
trouble.”
“It has occurred to me,” he began,
slowly, “that I know something that
you ought to know. I saw Henry Hol
brook yesterday.”
“Where?” I demanded.
‘‘On the lake. He’s rented a sloop
yacht called the Stiletto. I passed it
yesterday on the Annandale steamer
| and I saw him quite distinctly.”
“It’s all your fault that he’s here!”
| I blurted, thoroughly aroused. "If
you had not followed those women
they might have spent the remainder
of their lives here and never have
been molested. But he undoubtedly
caught the trail from you.”
Gillespie nodded gravely and
frowned before he answered.
“I am sorry to spoil your theory,
my dear Irish brother, but put this in
your pipe: Henry was here first! He
rented the sailboat ten days ago—and
I made my triumphal entry a week
later. Lxplain that, if you please, Mr.
Donovan.”
I was immensely relieved by this
disclosure, for it satisfied me that I
had not been mistaken in the identity
of thj canoe-maker. I had, however,
no intention of taking the button king
ihto my confidence.
"Where is Holbrook staying?” I
esked casually.
"1 don't know—he keeps afloat. The
Stiletto belongs to a Cincinnati man
who isn’t coming here this summer
and Holbrook has got the use of the
yacht. So much I learned from the
boat storage man at Annandale; then
t passed the Stiletto and saw Henry on
board.”
It was clear that I knew more than
Gillespie, but he had supplied me with
several interesting bits of information,
and, what was more to the point, he
had confirmed my belief that Henry
Holbrook and the canoe-maker were
the same person.
“You must see that I face a difficult
situation here, without counting you.
You don't strike me as a wholly bad
lot, Gillespie, and why won’t you run
along like a good boy and let me deal
with Holbrook? Then when I have
settled with him I’ll see what can be
done for you. Your position as an un
welcome suitor, engaged in annoying
Embarked the Two Exiles Without Incident.
the lady you profess to love, and
causing her great anxiety and distress,
is unworthy of the really'good fellow
I believe you to be.”
He was silent for a moment; then
he spoke very soberly.
“I promise you, Donovan, that I will
do nothing to encourage or help Hol
brook. I know as well as you that
he s a blackguard; but my own affairs
1 must manage in my own way.”
"But as surely as you try to mo
lest those women you will have to an
swer to me. 1 am not in the habit of
beginning what I never finish, and l
intend to keep those women out of
your way as well as out of Holbrook's
clutches, and if you get a cracked
head in the business—well, the crack's
in your own skull. Mr. Gillespie.” ■
He shrugged his shoulders, threw up
his head and turned away down the
road.
There was something about the fel
low that I lilted. I even felt a certain
pity for him as I passed him and rode
on. He seemed simple and guileless,
but with a dogged manliness beneath
his absurdities. He was undoubtedly
deeply attached to Helen Holbrook
and his pursuit of her partook of a
knigbt-errantish quality that would
have appealed to me in other circum
stances; but he was the most negli
gible figure that had yet appeared In
the Holbrook affair, and as 1 put my
horse to the lope my thoughts reverted
to Red Gate. That chess game and
Helen's visit to her father were still
to be explained; if I could cut those
cards out of the pack 1 should be
ready for something really difficult. I
employed myself with such reflections
as 1 completed my sweep round the
lake, reaching Glenarm shortly after
two o’clock.
J was hot and hungry, and gratetui
for the cool breath of the house as I
entered the hall.
“Miss Holbrook is waiting in the
library.” Ijima announced; and In a
moment I faced Miss Pat, who stood
in one of the open French windows
looking out upon the wood.
She appeared to be deeply absorbed
and did not turn until I spoke.
“I have waited for some time; I
have something of importance to tell
you, Mr. Donovan,” she began, seatlug
herself.
“Yes, Miss Holbrook.”
"You remember that this morning,
on our way to the chapel, Helen spoke
of our game of chess yesterday?”
“I remember perfectly,” 1 replied;
and my heart began to pound sudden
ly, for 1 knew what the next sentence
would be.
“Helen was not at St. Agatha’s at
the time she indicated.”
“Well, Miss Pat,” I laughed, “Miss
Holbrook doesn't have to account to
me for her movements. It isn’t im
portant—”
"Why isn't it important,” demanded
Miss Pat in a sharp tone that was new
to me.
“Why, Miss Holbrook, she is not ac
countable to me for her actions. If
she fibbed about; the chess it’s a small:
matter.”
“Perhaps it Is; and possibly she is
not accountable to me, either.”
“We must not probe human motives
too deeply, Miss Holbrook, I said,
evasively, wishing to allay her suspic
ions, if possible. “A young woman is
entitled to her whims. But now that
you have told me this, I suppose 1 may
as well know how she accounted, to
you for this trilling deception.”
"Oh, she said she wished to explore
the country for herself; she wished to
satisfy herself of our safety; and she
didn’t want you to think she was run
ning foolishly into danger. She chafes
under restraint, and I fear does not
wholly sympathize with my runaway
tactics. She likes a contest! And
sometimes Helen takes pleasure in—
In—being perverse. She has an idea,
Mr. Donovan, that you are a very
severe person."
“I am honored that she should en
tertain any opinion of me whatever,”
I replied, laughing.
“And now,” said Miss Pat, ‘1 must
go back. Helen went to her room to
write some letters against a time when
it may be possible to communicate
with our friends, and I took the op
portunity to call on you. It might be
as well. Mr. Donovan, not to mention
my visit.”
I walked beside Miss Pat to the
gate, where she dismissed me, remark
ing that she would be quite ready for
a ride in the launch at five o'clock.
The morning had added a few new
colored threads to the tangled skein 1
was accumulating, but I felt that with
the chess story explained I could safe
ly eliminate the supernatural! and I
was relieved to find that no matter
what other odd elements I had to
reckon with, a girl who could be in
two places at the same time was not
among them.
CHAPTER VII.
A Broken Oar.
The white clouds of the later after
noon cruised dreamily between green
wood and blue sky. I brought the
launch to St. Agatha's landing and
embarked the two exiles without inci
dent. We set forth in good spirits,
Ijima at the engine and I at the
wheel. I drove the boat toward the
open to guard against unfortunate en
counters. and the course once estab
lished I had little care but to give a
wide berth to all the other craft afloat.
Helen exclaimed repeatedly upon the
beauty of the lake, which the west
wind rippled into many variations of
color. I was flattered by her friendli
ness; and yielded myself to the joy
of the day, agreeably thrilled—I con
fess as much—by her dark loveliness
as she turned from time to time to
speak to me.
Aunt Fat is a famous sailor!” ob
served Helen as the launch rocked.
“The last time we crossed the captain
had personally to take her below dur
ing a hurricane.”
“Helen always likes to make a her
oine of me,” said Miss Pat with her
adorable smile. “But I am not in the
least afraid of the water. I think
there must have been sailors among
my ancestors."
She was as tranquil as the day. Her
attitude toward her niece had not
changed; and I pleased myself with
the reflection that mere ancestryj—the
vigor and courage of indomitable old
sea birds—did not sufficiently account
for her, but that she testified to an
ampler background of race and was a
fine flower that had been centuries in
making.
We cruised the shore of Port Ann
andale at a discreet distance and then
bore off again.
“Let us not go too near shore any
where,” said Helen; and Miss Pat
murmured acquiescence.
“No; we don't care to meet people,”
she remarked, a trifle anxiously.
“I’m afraid I don’t know any to in
How Our Ancestors Dress Us.
Once gentlemen wore sword belts
and gauntlets—these have disappear
ed; but their ghosts still guide all
tailors, and two useless buttons are in
variably sewed upon each cuff and two
others at the back of the frock coats,
of all afternoon males.
Somewhere about 1753 a hatter
named John Hetherington of London
made and wore the first tall hat, now
known as the silk, full dress, plug, or
stovepipe hat. A horse saw him and
ran away. The owner of the horse
sued Hetherington, but lost his case,
the judge doubtless holding that an
Englishman has an Inalienable right
to dress as ugly as he can. One time
mere was a king who had a deformed
knee; he abandoned the knickerbock
ers which revealed the weakness of
the royal leg, and took to long trous
ers. Hetherington and the king have
long since gone to their reward, but
their ghosts still ride civilized man.
one at one end, and one at the other,
from Paris to Tokyo; and Lord-a
mercy! we daren't even laugh at tb«>
spectacle!—Frank Crane, in the At
lantic.
His Professional Way.
The new waitress sidled up to a
dapper young man at the breakfast
table, who, after glancing at the bill,
opened his mouth, and a noise Issued
forth that sounded like the ripping
off of ail the cogs on one of the
wheels in the power house. The new
waitress made her escape to the kitch
en. “Fellow out there insulted me,”
she said.
The head waiter looked at him.
‘Til get It," he said. “That’s Just the
train caller ordering his breakfast.”
The Ascent of Art.
“Yes, he has had quite a varied ex
perience. He began his artistic career
by painting a sign for a livery stable.”
“Indeed!”
“Then he climbed steadily. Have
yon seen his latest and best work?"
“No. What is it?”
“It's a calendar for a bock beer
brewer.”—Cleveland Plain Dealer.
•i. 1" “ 1
troduce you to,” I replied, and turned
away into the broadest part of the
lake. The launch was capable of a
lively clip and the engine worked cap
itally. I had no fear of being caught,
even if we should be pursued, and
this, in the broad light of the peaceful
Sabbath afternoon, seemed the re
motest possibility.
It had been understood that we
were to remain out until the sun
dropped Into the western wood, and I
loitered on toward the upper lake
where the shores were rougher.
“That's a real island over there—
they call it Battle Orchard—you must
have a glimpse of It.”
“Oh, nothing Is so delightful as an
island!” exclaimed Helen.
Ijima had scanned the lake con
stantly since we started, as was his
habit. Miss Pat turned to speak to
Helen of the shore that now swept
away from us in broader curves as we
passed out of the connecting channel
into the farther lake. Ijima remarked
to me quietly, as though speaking of
the engine:
“There's a man following in a row
boat.”
And as I replied to some remark by
Miss Pat, I saw, half a mile distant,
its sails hanging idly, a sloop that an
swered Gillespie's description of the
Stiletto. Its snowy canvas shone
white against the green verdure of
Battle Orchard.
“Shut off the power a moment. We
will turn here, Ijima”—and I called
Miss Pat's attention to a hoary old
sycamore cm the western shore.
“Oh, I’m disappointed not to cruise
nearer the island with the romantic
name," cried Helen. ‘‘And there's a
yacht over there, too!”
I already had the boat swung round,
and in reversing the course I lost the
Stiletto, which clung to the island
shore; but I saw now quite plainly the
rowboat Ijima had reported as follow
ing us. It hung off about a quarter of
a mile and its single occupant had
ceased rowing and shipped his oars
as though waiting. He was between
us and the strait that connected the
upper and lower lakes. Though not
alarmed I was irritated by my care
lessness in venturing through tha
strait and anxious to return to the less
wild part of the lake. I did not dare
look over my shoulder, but kept talk
ing to my passengers, while Ijima,
with the rare intuition of his race, un
derstood the situation and indicated
6y gestures the course.
“There’s a boat sailing through the
green, green wood,” exclaimed Helen;
and true enough, as we crept in close
to the shore, we could still see, across
a wooded point of the island, the sails
of the Sti'etto, as of a boat of dreams,
drifting through the trees. And as I
looked I saw something more. A tiny
signal flag was run quickly to the top
mast head. Withdrawn once and
flashed hack; and as 1 fa»sd the bow
again the boatman dropped his oars
into the water.
"Whn* a strange-iooking man,” re
marked Miss Pat.
“He doesn’t look like a native,” I re
plied, carelessly.
The launch swung slowly around,
cutting a half-circle, of which the Ital
ian’s boat was the center. He dallied
idly with his oars and seemed to pay
no heed to us, though he glanced sev
eral times toward the yacht, which
had now crept into full view, and un
der a freshening breeze was bearing
southward.
“Full speed, Ijima.”
The engine responded instantly, and
we cut through the water smartly.
There was a sface of about 25 yards
between the boatman and the nearer
shore. I did not believe that he would
do more than try to annoy us by for
cing us on the swampy shore; for it
was still broad daylight, and we were
likely at any moment to meet other
craft. I was confident that with any
sort of luck I could slip past him
and gain the strait, or dodge and run
round him before he could change the
course of his heavy skiff.
1 kicked the end of an oar which
the launch carried for emergencies
and Ijima. on this hint, drew it toward
him.
“You can see some of the roofs of
Port Annandale across the neck here,”
I remarked, seeing that the women
had begun to watch the approaching
boat uneasily.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
CALLS FLIRTING A PERIL
Chicago Pastor Sees Homes Wrecked
and Divorce Decrees in “a
Menacing Evil.”
Chicago.—“It is a long distance
from a flirtation on the corner of
State and Adams streets to what has
'iecome infamous at Newport and on
the Riviera, but He who looks down
from heaven has given but one name
to the whole road, and that name is
destruction. When flirtation becomes
less common, popular and fashion
able, the number of divorces and
blasted homes will diminish."
That was Rev. Frederick E. Hop
kins’ introduction to his sermon in the
Pilgrim Congregational church which,
in part, was as follow's:
"Flirtation is the cause of our so
cial evil. It undermines the home.
It makes marriage look like a failure.
The rapidly increasing number of
women who drink and smoke in fash
ionable restaurants shows where sta
tions on the route are located and the'
Rev. Frederick E. Hopkins.
men in the big, swift touring cars ac
complish the rest of the trip with
merciless brevity, but leave behind
the fumes of a scandal that will fill
the land.
"In respect of this evil, as of all
others, we need *o remember that
first steps are the dangerous steps,
first compromises the dangerous com
promises. We are often asked: ‘Can
I dance, can I play cards, can I go to
the theater, can I take a glass of
wine?’ And our answer is, not j
a dogmatic and positive no, but the
question. ‘What is safe for you?’
"When men and women are loiter-;
ing about through life wondering what
they will do next, a serpent not far i
away is apt to lift its head and sight
: the bird. From the Garden of Eden
' to the present hour snakes have loved
Eve in a snake’s way. Samson has
lied and joked with Delilah, Sapho has
loved the young student, as the devil
loves the world.
“It is a love with the most beauti
ful face you ever saw. It is love with
the most attractive personality you
have ever known. It is a love with
what is called temperament, you
know—makes a lie sound better than
the truth. It can make the red-bead
ed, black-faced Cleopatra look so fas
cinating that the great Marc Antony
is content to be dragged behind her
barge like a dead fish.
“The love of the flirt is a love that
makes men and women forget >;heir
honor, their vows, their ambitions,
their talents, their fathers and moth
ers, husbands and wives, and all the
great hopes of time and eternity. The
first steps may lead down the marble
steps of a palace of pleasure. But look
at the end!’’
ELEPHANT MADE OF WALNUTS
California Offers Unique Menagerie in
Exhibit of Products at the
Seattle Fair. I
Seattle, Wasi.—One of the most
curious and unique menageries of an
imals at the Alaska-Yukon-Paciflc ex
position was seen in the California
building in the shape of a bear, an
elephant, and a cow made respectively
of raisins, walnuts, and almonds. The
Walnut Elephant.
Illustration shows the English walnut
elephant. The purpose of thi3 curious
exhibition was to draw attention to
three of the staple products of the
state.
In Memory of Sardou.
Victorien Sardou was from 1854 un
til the time of his death a resident of
Marly-le-Rol, and that village has now
honored the dramatist with a bust.
Sardou always interested himself in
the affairs of the little community of
which he was the most distinguished
citizen, and even served in 1S70 as
its mayor. The dedication of the bust
brought together a distinguished gath
ering: from Paris came members of
the playwright’s family, MM. Hervieu.
Rlchepin, de Croisset, Bernstein and
the widow of Dumas, fils.
Mugged. ,
“Did you secure photos of yourself
and the game you killed?”
“No, but the coroner and the New
York papers did.”
Sharp Methods.
“Talking about this disfranchising
amendment, what did they mean by
putting in the grandfathers’ clause?"
“To scratch the vote."
WORTH KNOWING.
Simple Remedy That Anyone Can Pre
pare at Home.
Most people are more or less sub
ject to coughs and colds. A simple
remedy that will break up a cold
quickly and cure any cough that is
curable is made by mixing two ounces
of Glycerine, a half-ounce of Virgin
Cil of Pine compound pure and eight
ounces of pure Whisky. You can get
these in any good drug store and eas
ily mix them in a large bottle. The
mixture is highly recommended by
the Leach Chemical Co. of Cincinnati,
who prepare the genuine Virgin Oil of
Pine compound pure for dispensing.
A Risky Thing.
"I think I’ll go home."
‘‘But it’s only 11 o’clock, old man.”
‘‘Well, there’s nothing doing at the
club.” *
“I know; but consider. Once I
went home at 11 o’clock and came
rear establishing a dangerous prece
dent."
This Will Interest Mothers.
Mother Gray’s Sweet Powders for Chil
dren, used by Mother Gray, a nurse in
Children's Home, New York, cure Consti
pation, Feverishness, Teething Disorders,
Stomach Troubles and Destroy Worms;
10.000 testimonials of cures. All druggists,
?r.e. Sample FREE. Address Allen S.
Olmsted, Le Roy, N. Y.
Flattery is turned to good account
when used as a guidepost to all one
ought to be.—Sample.
Nebraska Directory
A Man Says of
UNCLE SAM
Breakfast Food
AS A CURE FOR CONSTIPATION
“Gained six pounds in four weeks
and they are working every day.”
(Name on request.)
A delightful breakfast dish and
“does the work.”
ASK YOUR GROCER ABOUT IT
HE CERTAINLY KNOWS
U. S. B. F. Co., Omaha
A Personal Question
With You
The main thing with breakfast b
coffee, and it must be good coffee.
Your whole day depends on your
having Paxton’s Gas Roasted if
you would feel your best.
Paxton’s
Gas Roasted Coffee
contains no bitter berries to spoil
your cup of good cheer.
2 lb.
Red
Cans
25c
Per
Pound
Your
Grocers
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RUBBERS
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Boots and Arctics
Tatos Miu
Ask your Dular for Qoods with thta brand
American Hand Sewed Shoe Go.
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insist on haying a
MARSEILLES CORN SHELLER
W rite for catalog or see your local dealer.
JOHN L EERE PLOW CO., OMAHA
lAfETI niNft (autogenous) By
W V Em law MrnJ I la wl this peo«.ct*s all broken
parts of machinery made good as new. Wold*
cast, iron,cast steel, aluminum,copper, brasnor
anr other metal. Expert automobile rep tiring.
BERTSCHY MOTCR CO.. Council 8luffs.
Birds & Animals kinds Mounted
J. E. WALLACE, Taxidermist and Furrier
2020 Lake Street OMAHA, NEB.
(if) TAFT’S DENTAL ROOMS
1517 Qcuglas St., OMAHA, NEB.
Reliobie Dental ry at Moderate Price.
TYPEWRITERS MAKES
k 10 H **fr 9 price. Cash or time pay
mimto. Rented, rent applies. Weuhfw
l*ny where for free examination. Nod*
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RUPTURE ££S
m ^ m “ cured in a
few days without a surgical operation
or detention from business. No pay
will be accepted until the patient is
completely satisfied. Write or call on
FRANTZ H. WRAY, M. D.
Room 306 Beo Bldg-. Omaha, Nobu
Baby Smiles—*
When He Takes
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