AN EXCELLENT REMEDY,
i
ytra Break Up a Cold in Twenty-Four
Hour* ar.d Cure Any Cough That
Is Curable.
Tin* follow :aj ndature is oft-'n pre
scribed ard is hi;hly recommended
Cor coughs. colds and other throat and
bronchial trouble. Mis two ounces
«■ Giytwise, a half-ounce of Virgin
Oal of Pine rumisiund pure, and eight
outers of pure Whisky. These can be
boajfh: n any good drug store and eas
ily mixed together in a large bottle.
"The genuine Virgin Oil of Pine com
fc-md pure is prepared only in the
hthoratones of the L<-ich Chemical
C.r:rinnati. ar i put up for dis
l«eu&.iu; ts half-ounce vials.
COULDN’T DO IT.
“Thatll do! Dry tip this minute!*’ :
“I c-ccan't. pa Willie just soaked
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LEG A MASS OF HUMOR
“Atxi.it seven years ago a small
a'-ra^ion apj*eared on my right leg
just alove- my ankle. It irritated me
co that 1 1* can to scratch it and it
t run to »; fo. d until my leg from my
—'ii to the knee was one solid scale
fide a ;iah. The irritation was always
v ?>rae at night and would not allow
to #1 "j«. or my wife cither, and it
* -s tely undermining our
t-f e.’th I fc>st fifty pounds in weight
r-'-d »:* almost v. t of my mind with
I t. a?. 1 ehagrta ns no matter where
the irritation came, at work, on the
nr in the presence of company,
I »c \i ! in' to scratch it until I had
th** 1 t d running dow. into my shoe.
! .. . ty cannot de.cnbc my suffer
l-S d :t-g tfcc .e seven years. The
I a. : certification, loss of sleep, loth
to elf and wife e simply indescrib
' i.o paper and one has to expe
ii' t.i it to know vhat it is.
"I ' i . Ii kit.iis of doctors and rem
cZl ! 1 might as fell have thrown
i ly a • aey to* t. a sewer. They would
dry i.p for a iittle while and fill me
with fcij*- -nly to break out a~ iin just
as bad if not worse. I had given up
ho;*- of ever b* ng cured when I was
ire'. 11 -J ly try wife to give the Cutl
et ra Remedies a trial. After taking
tt- Cuiltura Kemedies for a little
while I began to see a change, and
after tak mg a dozen bottles of Cuti
cura Itc-ivolvc nt, in conjunction with
the Cuticura Soap and Cuticura Oint
t. • ft. iL'- trouble had entirely disap
I rir *d and my leg was as fine as the
dry I was born Now after a lapse of
months v. th no signs of a recur
1 f"-el jcerfect 1 v safe in extend
ing to you iny heartfelt thanks for the
r*d the Cuticura Itcmedies have done
for me I shall siways recommend
them to ray frie nds. W H. White,
3:2 E. ( bet St.. Philadelphia, Pa.f Feb.
4 and Apr. 13. 1909.”
POOR CHOLLY.
(holly—!s your sister in. my boy?
‘Villi—Jjrt give me your card, and
111 go and see if you’re de guy she
told me to til! dat she was out.
RCCKY BOY INDIAN LANDS
OPEN FOR SETTLEMENT.
fi -retary Ha!linger has issued In
st.-. tuns to thtow open 1,400,000
•i:<- of land in Hastern Montana to
uklte settlers.
Thu land v as withdrawn about two
years ago lor the purpose of allotting
to the Rocky Hoy Indians. The tract
eontains the very choicest lands in j
Xa'Py County and wherever farming
hurt been carried on. it has produced
yields of from 20 to 30 bushels of
wh .u per acre. 40 to “0 bushels of
oats and large crops of hay, alfalfa
and vegetables.
There are over 8.000 160-acre home
steads in this tract, which is con
sid< ruble more than the comfit! ed total
in the Flathead. Spokane and Coeur
d'Alene Reservations, which were
opened to settlement last summer.
It is ea r for tnen to get on flnan- '■
rrally than it is for women to get off a 1
car forward.
OKLV OXK "IIKIIMII «U 1MNF."
Tt»»* •* LAtATiVK HK< Vt»y| IM N K. Loti for ■
U» »n.»it re . t I W . i.UtAi | « i tti« Worlti j
c-lrf l«l brrs( eld tU<«t I ttf. 25*’.
A large tnaerilance transforms a
skinny girl ia«o a slender one.
1 Oi i n Tin
For! hrn.Lrr I’aelvage. fake nu ►ubMitcte.
The mr « t ng is the
eas -u it is to get alone without it.
Bbonchial Troches
ImcanC t wim 5m Tt.mat. Hornssa and
-~liAl UacacaDad tar ciar.-i* Cha voic*.
i Inb apim «r acne nr hairofef
IVk. 29 oak, 90 trcU r-A *».00 per Iw*.
;OHN L 13COTN Sr SON. Barter.. Mar
BY
Merxdzth
Nicholson
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SYNOPSIS.
V Patricia Holbrook and Miss Helen
H her niece, were entrusted to
tlie rar- of I-aurance Donovan, a writer,
summering near Port Annandale. Miss
Pair:*- a confided to Donovan that she
feared her brother Henry, who. ruined by
a hank failure had constantly threatened
her Donovan discovered and captured
ar. Intr ider. who proved to he Reginald
Gillespie, suitor for the hand of Helen.
Donovan saw Miss Holbrook and her fa
ther meet on friendly terms. Donovan
fought an Italian assassin. He met the
man he supposed was Holbrook, but who
said he was Hartridge, a canoe-maker.
Miss Pat announced her Intention of
fighting Henry Holbrook and not seeking
another hiding place. Donovan met Helen
In garden at night- Duplicity of Helen
waa confessed by the young lady. At
night, disguised as a nun. Helen stole
from the house she met Reginald Gil
lespie. who toll her his love. Gillespie
was confronted by Donovan. At the town
posto.ftice Helen, unseen except by Dono
van. slipped a draft for her father into
the hard of the Italian sailor. A young
lady resembling M.ss Helen Holbrook
was observed alone in a canoe, when
Helen v as thought to have been at home.
Gillespie admitted giving Helen 120.000 for
her father, who had then left to spend It.
M ss I-Vlen aod Donovan met in the
night. She told him Gillespie was nothing
to l:er. He confessed his love for her.
D>.runan found Gillespie gagged and
bound in a cabin, inhabited by the vil
lainous Italian and Holbrook. He released
him. Both Giilespie and Donovan ad
mitted love for Helen. Calling hers< If
U :: in: a “voire" uppealtd to Donovan
for help. She t• Id him to go to the canoe
n.ok, rs home and see that no Injury be
tell him. He went to R* d Gate.
CHAPTER XVI—Continued.
They crossed the dock and entered
the boat-maker's shop, and I crept
down where I could peer in at an open
port hole. The men remained at the >
farther end of the house—it was, 1 j
should say. about 100 feet long—j
which, without formal division, was j
lilted as a sitting room, with a piano
in one corner, atid a long settle
against the wall. In the center was
a table l'ttered with books and peri
odicals; a.id a woman's sewing basket,
interwoven with bright ribbons, gave
a domestic touch to the place. On the
inner wall hung a pair of foils and
masks. Pictures from illustrated jour
nals — striking heads or outdoor
scenes—were pinned here and there.
The new-comer stared about, twirling
a Tweed cap nervously in his hands,
while Holbrook carefully extinguished
the lantern and put it aside. His vis
itor was about 50. taller than lie, and
swarthy, with a grayish mustache, and
hair white at the temples. His eyes
were large and dark, but even with the
length of the room between us i
marked their restlessness; and now
thni he spoke it was in a succession
of quick rushes of words that were
difficult to follow.
Holbrcok pushed a chair toward the
stranger and they faced each other for
i moment, then with a shrug of his
shoulders the old man sat down. Hol
brook was in white flannels, with a
blue scarf knotted in his shirt collar.
He dropped into a big wicker chair,
crossed his legs and folded his arms.
“Well," he said in a wholly agree
able tone, “you wanted to see me, and
here I am.”
“You are well hidden,” said the
other, still gazing about.
“I imagine I am, from the fact that
It has taken you seven years to find
me.”
"I haven't been looking for you
seven years," replied the stranger, '
hastily; and his eyes agatn roamed
the room.
The men seemed reluctant to ap
proach the business that lay between
them, and Hclbrook wore an air of in
difference, as though the impending in
terview (lid not concern him particu
larly. The eyes of the older man fell
upon the beribboned work-basket. He
nodded toward it, his eyes lighting un
pica antly.
' There seems to be a woman,” he
remarked with a sneer of implica
tion.
"Yes." replied Holbrook, calmly,
"there is; that belongs to my daugh
ter.”
"Where is she?” demanded the oth
r. glancing anxiously about.
"In bed. I fancy. You need have no
fear of her.”
Silence fell upon them again. Their
affairs were difficult, and Holbrook,
waiting patiently for the other to
broach bis errand, drew out his to
bacco pound) and pipe and began to
smoke.
"Patricia is here and Helen is with
her.” said the visitor.
"Yes. we are ail here, it seems,” re
marked Holbrook, dryly. “It's a nice
family gathering."
•'1 suppose you haven't seen them?"
demanded the visitor.
"Yes and no. I have no wish to meet
•hem; but I’ve had several narrow
scapes. They have cut me off from
my walks; but 1 shall leave here
-hortly'’
"Yes, you are going, you are go
ing—” began the visitor, eagerly.
' I am going, but not until after you
have gone," said Holbrook. “By some
-t range fate we are all here, and it is
best for certain things to be settled
before we separate again. I have tried
to keep out of your way; 1 have sunk
my identity; I have relinquished the
tilings of life that men hold dear—
honor, friends, ambition, and now you
and 1 have got to have a settle
ment”
1 You seem rather sure of yourself,”
sneered the older, turning uneasily in
his chair.
I am altogether sure of myself. I
have been a fool, but I see the error
of my ways and I propose to settle
matters with you now and here. You
have got to drop your game of annoy
ing Patricia; you've got to stop using
your own daughter as a spy—”
“You lie. you lie!” roared the other,
leaping to his feet. “You cannot in
sinuate that my daughter is not act
ing honorably toward Patricia."
My mind had slowly begun to grasp
the situation and to identify the men
before me. Holbrook, alias Hartridge,
Pointed Full at His Brother’s Back.
tlio boat-maker of the Tippecanoe, was
not Henry Holbrook, but Henry's
brother. Arthur! and I sought at once
to recollect what 1 knew of him. An
instant before I had half turned to
go, ashamed of eavesdropping upon
matters that did not concern me: but
the Voice that had sent me held to
the window. It was some such meet
ing as this that Helen must have
feared when she sent me to the house
boat, and everything else must await
the issue of this meeting.
“You had better sit down. Henry.”
said Arthur Holbrook, quietly. "And
I suggest that you make less noise.
This is a lonely place, but there are
human beings within a hundred
miles.”
Henry Hoibrook paced the floor a
moment and then flung himself into
a chair again, but he bent forward
angrily, nervously beating his hands
together. Arthur went on speaking,
his voice shaking with passion.
“I want to say to you that you have
deteriorated until you are a common
damned blackguard. Henry Holbrook!
You are a blackguard and a gambler.
And you have made murderous at
tempts on the life of your sister; you
drove her from Stamford and you
tried to smash her boat out here in
the lake. I saw the whole transaction
that afternoon, and understood it all
—how you hung off there in the Stilet
to and sent that beast to do your dirty
work.
“I didn't follow her here; I didn't
follow her here!” raged the other.
‘‘No; but you watched and waited
until you traced me here. You were
not satisfied with what I had done for
you. You wanted to kill me before I
could tell Pat the truth: and if it
hadn't been for that man Donovan
your assassin would have stabbed me
at my door.” Arthur Holbrook rose
and flung down his pipe so that the
coals leaped from it. “But it’s all over
now—this long exile of mine, this pur
suit of Pat, this hideous use of your
daughter to pluck your chestnuts from
the fire. By God, you’ve got to Quit—
you’ve got to go!”
“But I want my money—I want my
money!” roared Henry, as though in
sisting upon a right; but Arthur ig
nored him, and went on.
“You were the one who was strong:
and great things were expected of
you, to add to the traditions of family
honor; but our name is only men
tioned with a sneer where men re
member it at all. You were spoiled
and pampered; you have never from
your early boyhood had a thought that
was not for yourself alone. You were
always envious and jealous of any
body that came near you, and not least
of me; and when I saved you, when I
gave you your chance to becon*i a
man at last, to regain the respect ^ou
had flung away so shamefully, you did
not realize it, you could not realize it;
you took it as a matter of course, as
though I had handed you a cigar. I
ask you now, here in this place, where
1 am known and respected—I ask you
here, where I have toiled with my
hands, whether you forget why I am
here?”
“I must have my money; Patricia
must make the division,” replied Hen
ry, doggedly.
“Certainly! Certainly! 1 devoutly
hope she will give it to you; you need
fear no interference from me. The
sooner you get it and fling it away the
better. Patricia has been animated by
the best motives in withholding it;
she regarded it as a sacred trust to ad
minister for your own good, but now I
want you to have your money.”
“If I can have my share, if you will
persuade her to give it. I will pay you
all I owe you—” Henry began, eagerly.
"What you owe me—what you owe
me!” and Arthur bent toward his
brother and laughed—a laugh that was
not good to hear. “You would give me
money—money-—you would pay me
money for priceless things!”
He broke off suddenly, dropping his
arms at his sides* helplessly.
"There is no use in trying to talk
to you: we use a different vocabulary,
Henry.”
"nut that trouble with Gillespie—if
Patricia knew—”
"Yes; if she knew the truth! And
you never understood, you are incap
able of understanding, that it meant
something to me to lose my sister out
of my life. When Helen died"—and
his voice fell and he paused for a mo
ment, as a priest falters sometimes,
gripped by some phrase in the office
that touches hidden depths in his own
experience, “then when Helen died
there was still Patricia, the noblest
sister men ever had; but you robbed
me of her—you robbed me of her!”
He was deeply moved and, as he
controlled himself, he walked to the
little table and fingered the ribbons of
the work-basket.
I haven't those notes, if that's what
you're after—I never had them,” he
said. "Gillespie kept tight hold of
them."
‘ Yes: the vindictive old devil!"
' Men who have been swindled are
usually vindictive,” replied Arthur,
grimly. "Gillespie is dead. I suppose
the executor of his estate has those
papers: and the executor is his son.”
“The fool. I've never been able to
get. anything out of him.”
"If he’s a fool it ought to be all the
easier to get your pretty playthings
away from him. Old Gillespie really
acted pretty decently about the whole
business. Your daughter may be able
to get them away from the boy; he's
infatuated with her; he wants to mar
ry her, it seems.”
“My daughter is not in this matter,”
said Henry, coldly, and then anger mas
tered him again. "I don’t believe he
has them; you have them, and that's
why I have followed you here. I'm go
ing to Patricia to throw myself on
her mercy, and that ghost must not
rise up against me. I want them; I
have come to get those notes.”
I was aroused by a shadow-like
touch on my arm, and I knew without
seeing who it was that stood beside
me. A faint hint as of violets stole
upon the air; her breath touched my
cheek as she bent close to the little
window, and she sighed deeply as in
relief at beholding a scene of peace.
Arthur Holbrook still stood with
bowed head by the table, his back to
his brother, and I felt suddenly the
girl's hand clutch my wrist. She with
her fresher eyes upon the scene saw,
before I grasped it, what now occurred.
Henry Holbrook had drawn a revolver
from his pocket and pointed it full at
his brother’s back. We two at the
window saw the weapon flash menac
ingly; but suddenly Arthur Holbrook
flung round as his brother cried:
"I think you are lying to me, and I
want those notes—I want those notes,
I want them now! You must have
them, and I can’t go to Patricia until
I know they're safe.”
He advanced several steps and his
manner grew confident as he saw that
he held the situation in his own grasp.
I would have rushed in upon them but
the girl held me back.
“Wait! Wait!” she whispered.
Arthur thrust his hands into the
side pockets of his flannel jacket and
nodded his head once or twice.
“Why don’t you shoot, Henry?”
“I want those notes,” said Henry
Holbrook. “You lied to me about
them. They were to have been de
stroyed. I want them now, to-night.”
“If you shoot me you will undoubt
edly get them much easier,” said Ar
thur; and he lounged away toward the
wall, half turning his back, while the
point of the pistol followed him. "But
the fact is, I never had them; Gilles- i
pie kept them.”
Threats cool quickly, and I really
had not much fear that Henry Hol
brook meant to kill his brother; and
Arthur’s indifference to his danger
was having its disconcerting effect on
Henry. The pistol barrel wavered;
but Henry steadied himself and his
clutch tightened on the butt. 1 again
turned toward the door, but the girl's
hand held me back.
“Wait,” she whispered again. “That !
man is a coward. He will not shoot.” j
The canoe-maker had been calmly |
talking, discussing the disagreeable
consequences of murder in a tone of
half-banter, and he now stood directly
under the foils. Then in a flash he
snatched one of them, flung it up with
an accustomed hand, and snapped it
across his brother's knuckles. At the
window we heard the slim steel hiss
through the air, followed by the rattle
of the revolver as it struck the ground.
i ne canoe-maser s loot was on it in
stantly; he still held the foil.
"Henry,” he said in the tone of one
rebuking a child, “you are bad enough,
but I do not intend that you shall be
a murderer. And now I want you to 1
go; I will not treat with you; I want
nothing more to do with you! I re
peat that I haven't got the notes.”
He pointed to the door with the
foil. The blood surged angrily in his
face; but his voice was in complete
control as he went on.
"Your visit has awakened me to a
sense of neglected duty, Henry. I
have allowed you to persecute our sis- ■
ter without raising a hand! I have no
other business now but to protect her. '
Go back to your stupid sailor and tell
him that if I catch him in any mis
chief on the lake or here I shall cer
tainly kill him."
I lost any further words that passed
between them, as Henry, crazily j
threatening, wrnlked out upon the deck j
to his boat; then from the creek came
the threshing of oty-s that died away
in a moment. When I gazed into the
room again Arthur Holbrook was
blowing out the lights.
"I am grateful; I am so grateful,"
faltered the girl's voice; “but you
must not be seen here. Please go
now!” I had taken her hands, feeling i
that I was about to lose her; but she !
freed them and stood away from me in |
the shadow.
“We are going away—we must leave
here.' I can never see you again,” she
whispered.
In the starlight she was Helen, by
every test my senses could make; but
by something deeper I knew that she
was not the girl I had seen in the
window at St. Agatha's. She was
more dependent, less confident and
poised; she stifled a sob and came
close. Through the window I saw Ar
thur Holbrook climbing up to blow out
the last light.
"I could have watched myself, but !
I was afraid that sailor might come; |
and it was he that fired at you in the
road. He had gone to Glenarm to
watch you and keep you away from
here. Uncle Henry came back to-day
and sent word that he wanted to see
my father, and I asked you to come to
help us.”
"1 thank you for that.”
“And there was another man—a
stranger, back there near the road; 1
could not make him out, but you will
be careful—please! You must think
very ill of me for bringing you into all
this danger and trouble."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Loafer, But Had Real Tact
Delicate Situation That Was Handled
in Masterly Manner.
"Talking about tact,” said a woman
who is just verging on middle age,
"I never saw anyone get out of a
difficult situation more deftly than
did a man I met at a blacksmith shop
in a New England village I was driv
ing through last summer. I was alone
in the lanes with my friend, the
horse, when I noticed that he limped
a bit. so when we reached the next
village I stopped at the door of the
blacksmith shop. A man w'as hold
ing up the doorpost and to him I
said:
“ 'Will you please tell the black
smith to come out? I want to see
him.’
"After the manner of the village
loafer, he did not stir, but smiled
sweetly at me, and lifting up his
voice cried:
“Bill, come out! There's a lady
wants to see you.
If
“From the depths ot the blacksmith
shop a voice roared:
“‘Is she young, John, or cld?'
“In the words of an old poem, I
looked at John and John looked at
me. Then, still without moving, he
called:
“ You’ll be satisfied. Bill, when you
get out.’ ”
Active Humane Officer.
Police Constable H. Coles, stationed
at Ealing, London, holds the record
among humane officers, having recent
ly brought his nine-hundredth case of
cruelty to horses before the Brentford
bench. Fines amounting to more than
$10,000 have been imposed on drivers
in these cases.
Britain Had Lion’s Share of Trade.
In 1907 Great Britain furnished 30,
000 bicycles to Japan, and in addition
$270,000 worth of parts, while the 1'ni
ted States furnished 3,218 bicycles and
$178,000 worth of parts.
NEBRASKA HAPPENINGS,
State Newc and Notes in Condensed
Form.
The associated Ad clubs of America
will bold their national convention
this rear in Omaha, July 11 to 15 in
clusive.
Thursday a freight engine attached
10 a south bound extra freight train
on the Missouri Pacific railway, went
‘hrough a bridge two miles north of
Tulian. All of the train crew escaped
injury, save the fireman and engineer,
who both received slight injuries.
Two boys of Albert Torev, near Ox
ford, were mixed up in an alterca
tion regarding a pipe. The younger
boy, about eighteen years of age, shot
his older brother. The bul’et entering
the nostril. The boy who did the
shooting escaped, but has since been
captured. The injured boy will live.
C. Towe-s, fireman on engine Xo.
118 of the Rock Island, was instantly
killed In the South Omaha yards. He
went out on the back of the tender
to attend the water spout and in some
way the spout knocked h’’m off upon
the tracks, where the engine hacked
up and ran over his body. He died in
stantly. He lived in Council Bluffs
and had relatives In the east.
The mangled body of Stephen
O’Connor, twenty-two years of age, a
switch tender employed by the Union
Pacific, was found lying near the cut
off back of the Krug brewery In Om
aha at 6 o’clock Thursday morning.
So far as it is known there were no
witnesses to h’s death. The body was 1
found by James Finch, a railway
worker, who notified the office of
Willis Crosby, coroner.
Fire destroyed a $3,000 barn, erected
by William Ileler west of Murdock
last summer. A three-year-old child
played with matches and caused the
fire. By hard work of the neighbors
♦he house and also that of August j
Heulke, a neighbor across the road,
were saved. T he barn was insured for
$1,200. The contents, including twen
ty tous of hay and S00 bushels cf oats,
were a total loss, but the live stock
was saved.
Fremont men who have been watch
ing the interurban situation declare
they believe the Burlington railroad
company is behind the move. E. L. j
Whitcomb, one of the directors of the
company, has been doing extensive !
work fcr the Burlington. That is ta
ken a sone reason for the belief. That
the Burlington four years ago made
a survey for a railroad over precisely ;
the route picked out by the interurban 1
promoters is another. The Burlington i
it is said, is offering no opposition to
the scheme while the TTninn P.arifi
and Northwestern are fighting it.
“'Double the acreage of alfalfa In
Custer county during the year 1910,”
is the slogan of the commercial club
of Broken Bow, and at the first meet
ing of the executive committee a spe- |
clal “alfalfa” committee consisting of
Messrs. Caldwell, Bruce, Eastham,
Mullins and Bowman, was appointed
to boost this idea and keep it before
the people for the coming year. Other
committees were appointed on photo
graphy, sewers, city ball, literature, i
membership, free express delivery,
federal building railroads .north and
south and good roads. The committee
an l'terature is authorized to publish
descriptive pamphlets of Broken Bow
ard Custer county for general distri
bution.
Between 2 and 3 o’clock Thursday
morning four or five men forced an j
?ntrance into the front door of the
Bank of Memphis, and blew the door
aff of the safe and escaped with about
$2,600 in cash, part of which was gold, :
silver coin and currency. Charles Deck,
residing east of the bank, heard the
explosions, five in number, nitro-gly
cerine being used, but was unable to
give warning to anyone else, as two
of the robbers covered him with re
volvers. Before beginning the job the
men broke into the two elevators and
took several grain doors and also se
cured barrels from the stores and used
them for barricades. Tools from the
Burlington section tool house were
also taken to effect an entrance into
the bank. The bank safe was totally
wrecked and the fixtures were badly
damaged by the concussion.
The electric light proposition has at ;
last been solved. a"d !t is safe to say ;
that In a few months Broken Bow will
have a thoroughly up to date plant in
good working order, a franchise hav
ing been granted to Edgar P. Steen
and Charles C. Gibson, both of Crip
ple Creek, Col. The franchise stipu
‘ates that they commence construction
under ninety days and the plant be j
ready to furnish current on the 1st of i
September next. A certified check of
$500 was given to the city to insure j
work within the ninety days and a '
bond of $15,000 was filed to idsmnify
against damage during construction,
the rate schedule is reasonable and
seems to meet with general approba
tion. The consumer pays per k lowatt
hour for his total consumption. A
minimum charge of $1.25 per month
will be made against all consumers
■■•onnected and a discount of 10 per
cent will be allowed on all meter
O ils in excess of the minimum if paid
on or before the 10th of the month
that In which service was rendered.
The Omaha water company has a
gang of men at work putting in wire
matting about two m'les above the
Florence pumping station, on the
Missouri river. About 1,000 yards of
matting will be placed this year. This
is a continuation of work which the
company does every year, in an en
deavor to protect the river hank in
the vicinity of Pigeon Creek. There is
always some danger, considered re
mote, however, that the river will cut
aver a section of ground in a bend at
that point, shoot south through anew
channel and leave the pumping station
some distance behind.
Three hundred dollars in premiums
are offered for exhibits at the second
annual farmers’ institute of WTieeler
county, which is to be held at Bart
lett, February 2S and March 1. An ex
hibit is expected that will astonish
some who have always placed Wheeler
county in the “grazing” belt exclu
sively.
Rev. D. C. Pattee, rector of St.
Stephen’s Episcopal church at Ash
'and, and who also held services at
Yahoo, has resigned. Owing to ill
lealth he will remove to Colorado to
eek a higher altitude on advice of
his physicians.
SAVED
FROM AN
OPERATION
By Lydia E. Pinkham’s
Vegetable Compound
De Forest, Wis.—
“After an opera
tion four years ago
I had pains down
ward in both sides,
backache, and a
weakness. The doc
tor wanted me to
have another opera
tion. I took .Lydia E.
Pinkham’s Vegeta
ble Compound and
[ am entirely cured
mtt ♦rnnViloo >*_
Mrs. Auguste Vrsrniiuw, De For
est, Wisconsin.
Another Operation Avoided.
New Orleans, La.—“For years I suf
fered from severe female troubles.
Finally I was confined to my bed and
the doctor said an operation was neces
sary. I pave Lydia E. Pinkham’s Veg
etable Compound a trial first, and
was saved from an operation.”—Mrs.
LilyPeyroux, 1111 KerlerecSt, New
Orleans, La.
Thirty years of unparalleled success
confirms the power of Lydia E. Pink
ham’s Vegetable Compound to cure
female diseases. The great volume of
unsolicited testimony constantly pour
ing in proves conclusively that Lydia
E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound is
a remarkable remedy for those dis
tressing feminine ills from which so
many women suffer.
If you want special advice abont
your case write to Mrs. Pink bam,
at Lynn, Mass. Her advice IS
free, and always helpful.
KOW-KURE
is not a "food"—it is a medicine, and the
only medicine in the world for cows only.
Made for the cow and, as itsname indicates,
a cow cure. Barrenness, retained after
b:rtli, abortion, scours, caked udder, and all
similar affections positively and quickly
cured. No one who keeps cows, wliether
many or few. can afford to be without KOW
KURE. It is made especially to keep cows
healthy. Our book “Cow Money” sent FKI K
Ask your local dealer for KOW-KUKE or send
to the manufacturers.
DAIRY ASSOCIATION CO. Lyndontllls, Vt.
HE MEANT EVENING GOWNS
Well-Meant Compliment to American
Woman Somewhat Marred by
Unfortunate Error.
Mons. Pruger, who from his triumph
at the Savoy hotel in London has
come to New York to conduct a very
fashionable restaurant, was compli
mented by a reporter on his perfect
English.
“Well," said Mons, Pruger, smiling,
“my English is, perhaps, better than
that of the Marquis X., who supped
here after the opera the other evening.
“Our fine supper rooms looked very
gay and fine, diamonds flashed, pale
fabrics shimmered, and everywhere,
turn where it would, the eye rested on
dimpled, snowy shoulders shining like
satin above decollete bodices of ParlB
gowns.
“These decollete bodices impressed
the Marquis X. He waved his hand
and said:
“‘I 'ave know’d parfaitement that
the American young ladies was beau
tiful, but ah—I cannot say how far
more beautiful they seem in their
night dresses.”—N. Y. Press.
Iron.
Pure iron is only a laboratory prepa
ration. Cast iron, the most generally
useful variety, contains about five per
cent, of impurities, and the curious
thing is that it owes its special value
to the presence of these. Pure iron
can be shaved with a pocket knife;
impure iron can be made almost as
hard as steel.
CLEAR-HEADED
Head Bookkeeper Must be Reliabi*.
The chief bookkeeper in a large busi
ness house in one of our great West
ern cities speaks of the harm coffee
did for him:
"My wife and I drank our first cup
3f Postum a little over two years ago,
ind wc have used it ever since, to the
entire exclusion of tea and coffee. It
iappened in this way:
“About three and a half years ago
[ had an attack of pneumonia, which
eit a memento in the shape of dyspep
sia, or rather, to speak more correctly,
leuralgia o' the stomach. My ‘cup of
’beer’ had always been coffee or tea,
rat I became convinced, after a time,
hat they aggravated my stomach trou
ble. I happened to mention the mat
:er to my grocer one day and he sug
gested that I give Postum a trial.
“Next day it came, but the cook mails
:he mistake of not boiling it sufficient
ly, and we did not like it much. This
*’as, however, soon remedied, and now
ive like it so much that we will never
change, back. Postum, being a food
Beverage instead of a drug, has been
:he means of curing my stomach trou
ble, I verily believe, for I am a well
nan today and Lave used no other
remedy.
“My work as chief bookkeeper in our
"o.’s branch house here Is of a very
rontining nature. During ray coffee
IrinUng days I was subject to nerv
jusness and ‘the blues’ in addition to
ny sick spells. These have left me
since I began using Postum and I can
ronscientiously recommend it to those
ivhose work confines them to long
lours of severe mental exertion.”
“There’s a Reason.”
Look in pkgs. for the little book,
‘The Road to Wellville.”
Ever rend the above A ne?r
'«(* r.-ippnrs from time to time. Tbty
i jcenuice, true, suUl cf huiituu
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