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CMAPTffR VI—Cc-l-utd.
He would go to ft* councilor's Har
i*« tar* fiatde4 Nottat.u-l turned In
tt. diraftMi of the tt.au. avoid is* the 1
Vise t< tie ;-a*h *bleb Le and Ob*- ‘
dJak h*a lakea but folio*:t-« is the,
far*at sear inn |k to «. as * |
*•—de He a as tatfatl that Arbor
■Crash# aad hi* sheriff* acre confining
t:t*-tr man kis: to tfc. miny. but in
•I'lto id this Is iW he eaerrised ei
treen usti * #'.< to llaien now >
amt tie*., ar.i. • Land klaay* sear I
kM yilsfei A quirt slssiut filled tbe '
Incest mad by tbe tre* top* be narked
tbe c b« doaa d the sun. Satt-ar el's
ears ached alth their strata <d llsten
»4 far the ruiebltac r«ar that would
tedl Of Caary a attack tm St Janet
Swddesby he heard a rrarklinc :a the
tsbdrrbrasi ahead at hltn. a p»und that
*»■*» tid Iron. tb« ctrais at UsttxiBji
lor tie raatldiag ruar ar.d in a mo
***** be had dud* d into tobceahiKBt
tA the base tout a of as overturned
tree drawn ;.*•.«! ta hand Whatever
ohjert was apfirua. h s* came slowly,
as a he.- ■ sited »« each step—a can
tew*, stealthy advance. It strwck Sa- j
I hat-tel, as he ns. ked hi* weapon. LH- ,
rectir it Iruet at him. naif a stone's
throw away, was a dense growth of j
Las** aad he could are tbe tops of *
It* b*trttf hushes awayitsc Twice
t-i» BkSWement ceased aad tbe second
taw then came a rrashwc at bruah
and a faint cry. For many minutes
after that there was abio’ote silence,
teas tt the cry of an an.mal that be
had beard—or of a m»aT 13 either
case the erectUf» who made tt had
fail** is the thicket and was lying
there as still as if dead For a quar
ter of an .boor Nathaniel waited and j
listened He could tto iuL(rr have
Seen fie H.ot • meat of boles in the
Catherine meat *k.-.a of tbe forest
but bis ear* were #rmined to catch \
the sHcbto-Td .'tjnd from tbe <i:rect;oa j
of the n-vsteriuj* ib.u* that Uy wttb
tc less ties a dor- a rods of J its. <
tUmmif b*1 drew bltusril out from the ,
shalter of the rorts and admaewd step .
by step Hail way to tbe lticket a
ao- k era. . 1 loudly under his foot
and as the sound stank-d tbe dead
quirt of the forest with pistol-shot 1
clearness there cam another cry from
the firtif baacl. a cry which vu
tram ■ mac u3::.iSi but uf
a went**. and Mils as tutnrl&t,
SKadhsstot sprang forward to1
Soar-, there ia Ik* edg* ot TLe thicket
Ike white face aad oual retched anni
at Ibrwa Tt- girl rat swaying on
leg fee"- la keg fare there was a
tw Bar tie! evct ia. bis iLetuat t glance
teat a rL.!l cf t-orror through the
man tad aw she staggered toward
ua. half falUag. her Up* weakly
'orating hit aatt- Nathan..! leaped to
tier and caught .her dam la hlw anna,
la that oxen, ul someth.tg seemed to
bars'. wKt.lt him and ftuud hiw veins
With Ere- Closer he he id the girl, and
wearier or lavs that rise was becuta
ttg is his arms Her head was upon
bis breast, ha face was crushed ia
ber hair, be felt her throbbing and
breathing wgu.net him and his Ufa
gwivered *Kh the words that were
aarwhag tor freed es ta his aoal. Hut
hrst these came 'be girl's own whis
pered hseath—~XeH—where Is XeilT"
“He is guoe—gone from the island!”
She bad heeotng a dead weight now
sad as he kaeJl •« the ground with
her. her head still open his breast,
be.- eyes closed, ber arms fallen to
ber side. Aad as Nathaniel looked
lata ber taco from which all life
seemed la hare Bed he fo.got every
th tag but the Joy of this moment —
fergot all la U* but this woman
again't kis breast He kissed ker soft
■month aad the closed eyes until the
eyes thew s rive* opened again and
gated at him a a startled, hall under
standing way. aat.il he drew kis head
lar bach with tke shame erf what he
had dated to do Earning ta kis face.
Aad as tor watcher mom eat he held
bar thus feeing the Qtthertttg life re
turning ia her. there came to L.m
through that tag fewest stillness (ke
th~-■»' geep-iused thunder at a great
“That * Ca**ybe whispered close
down to tke girt » tare. His voice * as
■ Inn net sobbing la its happtaess.
-Thai s Casey—Bring on St James! ~
CHAPTER VII.
Tbs Hswr at Venjear.c*.
Por pwbnps I# ssctwi ds after tbs
against bis breast, a g.ntle resistance
of Marion's half conscious form, and
when si .■ had awakened from her par
tial swoon be was holding her in the
cn-uk of his arm. It had all passed
quickly, the girl had rested against
him only so long as he might have
h. id a dozen breaths and yet there
had 1h .-a all of a lifetime in it lor
Nathan:. 1 Plum, a cycle of joy that
he kto-w would remain with him for
ever. Pat th> re was something bitter
sweet in the thought that she was con
scious of w hat he had done, something
»f humiliation as well as gladness,
aid *t:.l not enough of the lirst to
make him regret that he had kissed
■ ~r. teat be had kisseei her mouth and
her ey. se. lie loved her. and he was
clad that la those passing moments
had betrayed himself. Per the first
time be noticed that her face was
scratched and that the sle. ves of her
thin waist were te.rn to shreds; and
as si.* dre w away from him, steadying
h» r»e If »ith a hand on h-s arm. his
hj»s w.-re parched of words, and yet
he !• at. J to her cap rlv. everything
tint he would Lave said burning in
the love of his eyes. Still irresolute
It. ter f..!T.tr,ess the girl smiled at
him. and In that smile there was gen
tle accusation, the* sweetness of for
F \ • sS .cl : ' • s c ititude,
and it was yet light enough for him
to see that with these- th. re had come
also a flush into her cheeks and a daz
zling glow Into her eyes.
N«IS has eacapsed 1'' she bre athed.
" And you—"
'! was going back to you. Marion!"
!'-• spoke the w rds hardly above a
whisper The beautiful eyes se* close
to him drew his secret from hint be
'»>r« he had thought. "I am going to
take you from the island!”
With h;s word tl. -re came again
that f >und of a great gun rolling from
• direct l< n of ,~t. James. With a
fr.gh'.n.-d cry th girl staggered to
her f. et, and as she* stood swaying un
-t. udily. her arms half reached to
! tit. Nathaniel s w- einly mortal dread
in th<- whiteness of her face.
"Why d;dn't yen go? Why didn't
you go w’h Neil?" -he moaned. Her
“So Casey Is taken!"
lie spoke slowly, as If he had not
heard her last words. For a moment
he stood silent, and as silently the
girl stood and watched him. She
guessed th* despair that was raging
in his heart, but when he spoke to her
she could detect none of it in his
voice.
“Casey is a fool," he said, uncon
sciously repeating Obadiah’s words.
“Marion, will you come with me? Will
you leave the island—and join your
I brother?"
The hope that had risen in his heart
was crushed as Marion drewT farther
1 away from him.
“You must go alone," she replied.
' With a powerful effort she steadied
her voice. “Tell Neil that he has
been condemned to death. Tell him
that—if he loves me—he will not re
turn to the Island.”
“And I?”
From the distance she saw his j
arms stretched like shadows toward
I her.
“And you—"
Her voice was low, so low that he
j could hardly hear the words she spoke, j
but its sweetness thrilled him.
“And you—if you love me—will do
this thing for me. Go to Neil. Save
his life for me!”
She had come to him through the
gloom, and in the luster ot the eyes
that were turned up to him Nathaniel :
saw again the power that swayed his 1
| soul.
“You will go?"
“1 will save your brother—if I can!” j
"You can—you can—” she breathed. !
In an ecstasy of gratitude she seized
one of his hands in both of her own.
“You can save him!”
“For you—I will try.”
“For me—”
She w as so close that he could feel
tlie throbbing of her bosom. Sudden- ;
ly he lifted his free hand and i
brushed back the thick hair from her
brow and turned her face until what
dim light there still remained of the |
day glowed in the beauty of her eyes.
"I will keep him from the island if I
can," he said, looking deep into them,
'and as there is a God in heaven 1
swear that you—”
“What?" she urged, as he hesitated.
“That you shall not marry Strang!”
he finished.
A cry welled up In the girl's throat.
Was it of gladness? Was it of hope?
She sprang back a pace from Nathan
iel and with clenched hands waited
breathlessly, as if she expected him
to say more.
“No—no—you cannot save me from
Strang! Now—you must go!"
She retreated slowly in the direc
"I Am Going to Take You From the Island.”
’•r*uth was ccmlrg in sobbing cxcite
m» t "Your shij. is—at—St. James!”
V- s. mjr ship is at St. James, Ma
r tT” His voice was tremulous with
t .mph. with gladness, with a ten
derm .•> which he could not control.
H- j -t an arm half round her waist
*•» support !..-r trembling form and -to
Joy she did not move away from
tom. His hand was buried in the
rU hc- ss of her loose hair. He bent
until his lips touched her silken
tro-s. s. "Neil has told me everything
—ai»o-jt you." he added softly. “My
! p is bombarding St. James, and I
am going to take you from the is
land!”
Not until tfc n did Marion free her
s< If from 1j: - arm and then so gently
that w h-n the stood facing him he felt
no reproof. No longer did shame
* ad a flush into his face. He had
spoken big love, though not In words,
and he knew that the girl understood
him. It did not occur to him in these
moment* that he had known this girl
'■ r only a few hours, that until now a
word had never passed between them,
i He was conscious only that he had
loved her from the time he saw her
through the king's window, that he
had risked his life for her, and that
she knew why he had leaped into the
arena at the whipping post
The words she spoke now came like
a dash of cold water ia his face.
"Your ship is not bombarding St
James, Captain Plum!" she exclaimed.
Darkness hid the terror in her face,
hut he could bear the tremble of it in
her voice. “The Typhoon has been
captured by the Mormons and those
guns are—guns of triumph—and
doc—" She caught her breath in a
convulsive sob. "I want you to go—
1 want you to go—with Nell!” she
pleaded.
tion of the path. In an instant Na
thaniel was at. her side.
“I anj going to see you safely back
to St. James.” he declared. "Then 1
will go to your brother.”
She barred his Way defiantly.
"You cannot go!”
"Why?”
"Because—” He caught the frighten
ed flutter of her voice again. "Be
cause—they will kill you!"
The low laugh that he breathed In
her hair was more of joy than fear.
“I am glad you care—Marion.” He
spoke her name with faltering tender
ness, and led her out into the path.
"You must go,” she still persisted.
"With you—yes,” he answered.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Why Doctors Bear Charmed Lives.
The reason doctors do not catch dis
ease is because they never think about
it. They very seldom take any pre
cautions to secure this amazing im
munity, beyond, perhaps, a cold sponge
bath regularly, smoking, a pinch of
snuff, gargling the throat with some
well-known disinfectant, or washing
their hands in an anseptic solution be
fore and after attending to a patient
A doctor may carry disease from one
house to another without contracting
it himself. An army surgeon had to
cope single-handed with a terrible out
break of cholera. When the rush was
over, the medical man, absolutely ex
hausted sank onto a bed which a short
time previously had been occupied by
a bad cholera case and slept for 43
hours. Yet he did not contract the com
plaint, although he had taken no pre
ventive measures. He simply didn't
think about iL And that is the whole
secret.
TRAGEDY
IS LINKED
WITH NAME
OF SHARON
REPERICK FERMOR
HESKETH, lieutenant
Ninth Lancers, British
army, on seven Jays'
leave, stood on the pier
at Queenstown, Ire
land, the other day in
tweeds from his turned
up trousers to his fore and aft cap.
twirling a cane on his fingers and
whistling a regimental ditty. The
nest day he was lost to the world. He
disappeared the way a shadow van
ishes when the sun hides behind a
cloud, leaving no answer to the ques
tion where. They pressed official but
tons In the British war office and
Scotland Yard, and an alarm for the
missing officer went to all parts of the
world. At the end of 30 days the mys
tery mark was placed opposite his
name in the army records.
Thus, in 1910. another tragedy is
linked with the name of Sharon, or. as
they phrase It out in the Pacific coast,
with the long-dead argonaut's money
bags. says a writer in the New York
World. Stretching wide the list to
take in all who had a part in the de
veloping situations of the Sharon
drama, there are disclosed no less than
four murders, three suicides and two
disappearances. Lieutenant Hesketh,
in the latter classification, was Sha
ron's grandson.
William Sharon was one of the Gold
Hills pioneers. In mere money get
ting he lived under the star called
Luck, which, by the bye, is not chart
ed by astronomers, but shines in the
financial heavens for the few with the
brilliancy of a harvest moon. Sharon
stepped out of cowhide boots into pat
ent leathers; from a mountain shack
to a city mansion. His few mean two
bit coins in a greasy bag grew into a
fortune which clogged bank vaults.
Having munched the dry loaf of grub
stake poverty, he put millions into a
hotel which he called Palace, as a
monument to full stomachs and riches.
His overnight fortune came from the
Crown Point and Belcher mines in Ne
vada. He became a senator from that
state. And then, having lived a life
made up of healthy, hard knocks in its
earlier stages and the overease of op
ulence in the gray-bearded half, he was
borne to the waiting mausoleum. The
wealth he left behind made a ypramid
of millions, and likewise a pyramid of
trouble. There were outstretched
hands for every dollar In the pile—and
the money-bag tragedies began.
naision s ratnetic Death.
William C. Ralston, who had often
shared the output of his battered cof
fee-pot with Sharon in his roughshod
days and later sat with him on sofa
cushions in the directors' room of the
Bank of California, had already start
ed the list. When the financial pinch
caught the bank and frightened Fris
co didn't know whether its money was
good, bad or indifferent. Ralston ac
cused Sharon, and then took his own
life. It was a polite tragedy. While
the crowd was pounding at the closed
Iron doors of the bank, Ralston, at his
mansion in Belmont, across the bay,
slipped into his carriage and drove to
the swimming beach, as was his cus
tom. The coachman, sitting with
loose reins in hand, saw the banker
wade out waist, shoulder, neck deep,
and then disappear. The afternoon
tide rolled the dead body through the
spume upon the sand with the sea
drift. Forty days thereafter the Bank
of California opened its doors again,
but Forty-niners did not forget that
the man who had shared his coffee-pot
with Sharon had also accused him.
Ralston’s son Samuel went to Si
beria, where he believed there was an
other El Dorado. He failed to find it.
returned and killed himself. Two of
his friends in the unprofitable venture
were murdered; another died with a
point of steel between his ribs on the
heart side in what they called a duel.
Getting back to Sharon, the Forty
niner. it should be said here that his
life was not always an open book. He
had his failings. Some time after the
death of Mrs. Sharon, who had lived
to see him discard the cowhide boots
forever. Senator Sharon was sued by
a plump, round-faced woman known to
contemporary divorce litigation as
Sarah Althea Hill. She entered into
the contest for Sharon's money with
energy and zeal. For reasons which
the distinguished senator very well
knew, she said, he had refrained from
acknowledging her as his wife. Her
counsel was David S. Terry.
j Odd how men and matters shaped
! themselves in those days. Terry was
| a leader of the southern California
| Democrats, who had his trousers made
| with ample pistol pockets. He was
j elected chief justice of the California
; supreme court, and had served just
j long enough to become familiar with
1 the judicial routine when he and Sena
tor David C. Broderick, entertaining
conflicting imj>ortance. adopted the
hair-trigger method of settlement at
the prescribed 15 paces. Terry re
I signed his judgeship, having regard for
! ethics, and went to the duelling field.
I Broderick waited for the second. Ter
; ry split it and fired. Broderick fell
I dead.
! Judge Stephen J. Field, who later
| became the chief justice of the Su
| preme court of the United States, had
! gone to California In its wildest days,
; and had held court at Marysville Camp
j with rude dignity on a barrel head,
• became chief justice to succeed Terry.
! l,ater Terry pleaded the cause of his
. robust client before Field. Sharon
j 'lied, but Sarah Althea Hill’s suit lived
i on. Terry one day surprised his
friends by marrying his client. The
| fight to establish his wife's claim to
1
counter. Nearby stood United States
Marshal Nagle, who had been as
signed to guard the judge as he jour
neyed between towns to hold court.
Terry stepped behind Field and
slapped his face with the back of hi3
hand. Marshal Nagle shot Terry dead.
Mrs. Terry saw her husband fall. He
was unarmed, but his wife had a knife
and a revolver in her handbag. Nagle
was tried in Washington and acquit
ted.
Charles Livingston, who was a pro
tege of Sharon's, became manager of
the Palace hotel, and in many ways
had a hand in the smaller affairs in
which Sharon was interested. Liv
ingston had boarded at one time with
a certain Sarah Mitchell, when the
fight to get the Sharon millions was
at its height. Miss Mitchell came to
the front with a package of mysteri
ous letters which she said exposed a
plot to cheat Sarah out of her rights
in the vast estate. She demanded
$50,000 for them, but she didn't get it
There was talk of a conspiracy. Liv
ingston’s name was mentioned un
pleasantly In that connection. One
morning he was found dead In his
room in the Palace hotel with a pistol
shot in his heart. Some called it mur
der. The coroner said suicide.
Won by Titled Englishman.
Society, like the metal dug from the
hills, passed through a refining proc
ess about this time. Sharon's two
daughters grew to womanhood sur
rounded by luxury. In Frisco's One
Thousand—the Pacific coast's counter
part of the Four Hundred on the At
lantic—they were easily the most eli
gible. One daughter fell in love with
Senator Newlands of Nevada and be
came his wife. The other, Florence
Mily Sharon, gave her heart to a ti
tled foreigner. Sir Thomas George
Fermor-Hesketh, who, like Sharon,
had dug his fortune from mines, al
though the Hesketh pick had loosened
coal in Lancashire instead of gold in
Nevada.
Lady Hesketh had two sons, both
soldiers. The lieutenant of Lancers
who disappeared was the younger. He
was twenty-seven years old, a six
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the Sharon fortune took on new en
ergy.
In the meantime Judge Field had
been appointed to the United States
circuit court, and the woman’s suit
was jumped into that tribunal at a
time when the supreme court of Cali
fornia had decided that there had
been a secret marriage between Sarah
Althea Hill and Sharon. Justice Field
ordered the cancellation of the mar
riage contract on the ground of
forgery. The woman in the case, in a
hurst of rage, rose in court and asked
the judge how much he had been paid
for his decision. She was immediate
ly arrested, charged with contempt.
Terry drew a bowie-knife and attempt
i ed to prevent the marshal from taking
! His wife into custody. Strong arm
work followed. Mrs. Terry spent a
month in jail and Terry was behind
the bars for six months.
David Terry’s Tragic End.
Having killed one man. Terry was
! not afraid to threaten another. He
said he would take Justice Field’s life.
On the way north from Los Angeles,
as his court dates took him. Justice
Field stepped off at Lathrop on morn
ing to breakfast in the station restau
rant Terry and his wife coincidently
| stepped from a down train at the
| same time. Terry saw Field sitting
j on a stool at the breast-high resturant
[ footer, with dark curly hair, a slight
dark mustach and bxue-gray eyes.
When he slipped out of his uniform
and into his tweeds and boarded the
mail steamer for Ireland he left a
young wife and a two-months’ old
babe behind. He had served in India
and was a messmate of Lora Rocksav
age, who visited Newport last sum
mer. The elder son was until recent
ly an officer in the Royal Blues. Ha
was married in September a year ago
to Florence Breckinridge of San Fran
cisco. who is a daughter of Mrs. Fred
W. Sharon by a former marriage.
Fred Sharon is the late senator's son.
Miss Breckinridge’s grandfathers were
John C. Breckinridge of Kentucky and
Lloyd Trevis, the western millionaire
who was for years president of the
Wells Fargo company. Miss Breckin
ridge was engaged to Doctor Stein of
Vienna, famed as a medical specialist
throughout Europe. She jilted him to
marry her stepfather's nephew.
The Palace hotel and hundreds of
other pieces of Sharon property were
reduced to ashes in the fire which fol
lowed the earthquake on the Pacific
coast
Spread of Education.
There were 150.000 children at
school in India 60 years ago. There
are 4.000,000 now.
TELL GOOD STORY ON ELKINS
Late Senator’s Struggle With a Razor
of the Safety Kind Had Comic
Side.
|
'
The news of the death of United '
States Senator Stephen It. Elkins was
a topic of conversation at the Wal- |
dorf and the Belmont yesterday, for !
the late senator used to stop at one
or the other of these hotels whenever I
he came to New York. The last time
he was here, about the middle of Au
gust, he spent ten days at the Bel
mont.
On that visit the senator uninten
tionally gave the information clerks a
lot of trouble. It was his habit upon
arriving to impress upon them that
he did not wish to see visitors. ’’If
anybody asks for me,” he said the last
time, “you can just say I am not
here.” Then, forgetting that he was j
not in the hotel, he would often take !
a seat in the lobby, and of course
would be spotted by callers who bad
been told at the information desk that
the senator was not stopping at the
hotel. The clerks would have to ex- j
plain to the irate ones that the sena- ;
ter had said he was not in, and they i
had to take his word for it.
The mechanism of a safety razor
gave the senator and a house detec
tive a bad time one morning. Sena
tor Elkins had been invited to take
luncheon at noon that day with a
prominent citizen whose home is at
Oyster Bay. At nine o’clock he tele
phoned for the hotel detective to come
to his room in a hurry.
“Look here,” said the senator when
the detective entered. “Somebody
has been in this room and removed
my safey razor and left this blunder
buss in its place.” He held up what
appeared to the detective to be a
safety razor.
“What’s wrong with it?” inquired
the detective.
“Wrong?” repeated the senator.
“Why, man, everything is wrong with
it. It won’t shave. Here I’ve got to
be at Oyster Bay by noon, and I had
calculated on shaving myself in two
minutes and attending to some busi
ness before catching a train, and now
I shall have to take a later one be
cause I'll have to go down to the bar
ber shop. Why on earth do you sup
pose anybody selected my safety razor
to steal?"
The detective could not answer the
question, but took the pieces of steel
the senator gave him and promised
to see if he could not have something
done. In the hall he met one of the
assistant managers, to whom £e told
the troubles, adding that he could not
see how anybody could have got into
the room in the first place. The man
ager, who shaves himself, looked at
what the detective had in his
hand and found that Senator Elkins
had apparently screwed two pieces of
the razor together, leaving out the
blade, which he had handed the de
tective with the rest of the razor.
The manager put the razor together
properly and took it to the senator.
The latter laughed when his mistake
was explained to him and reached the
luncheon at Oyster Bay on time.—
New York Press.
Marriage is a lottery in which ali
mony is frequently the prize.
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other humors, cures all their
effects, makes the blood rich
and abundant, strengthens all
i the vital organs. Take it.
Get it today in usual liquid form op
ch«> olat 1 tablets called Snrsatabs.
Nebraska Directory
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MEALING WITH HIS DRINK.
I
“See here, my dear sir! Didn’t I
tel! you not to drink with your meals?”
“But, doctor, be reasonable. I have
j to eat some time.”
IT IS A MISTAKE
Many have the idea that anything
will sell if advertised strong enough.
This is a great mistake. True, a
few sales might be made by advertis
ing an absolutely worthless article
but it is only the article that Is
bought again and again that pays.
An example of the big success of a
worthy article is the enormous sale
that has grown up for Cascarets
Candy Cathartic. This wonderful rec
ord is the result of great merit suc
cessfully made known through per
sistent advertising and the mouth-to
mouth recommendation given Cas
carets by its friends and users.
Like all great successes, trade pi
rates prey on the unsuspecting pub
lic, by marketing fake tablets similar
in appearance to Cascarets. Care
should always be exercised in pur
chasing well advertised goods, espe
cially an article that has a national
; sale like Cascarets. Do nut allow a
substitute to be palmed off on you.
Tne Oldest Klickitat.
Jake Hunt, the oldest living Klicki
tat Indian known, lies at death’s door
at his home adjoining this town east
| of here. The old Indian is reputed to
j be more than 100 years of age.
Years ago an Indian village stood
where the Hunt family now carries on
a general farming business. All that
is left of the old settlement is a little
church, a totem pole and numerous
| mounds where the Klickitats lie who
j could not reach the century mark. Old
Take says that this was the Indians’
paradise before the advent of early
: white settlers.
Jake Hunt is destined not to die a
poor Indian. His lands are as rich and
productive as any in the valley and
command a high price. He is said to
have married seven times during his
long career, but there will be only a
widow and a few children to fall heir
i to his valuable property.—Husum Cor
respondence Portland Oregonian.
_
A Girl’s Way.
“But," he complained when she had
refused him. “you have given me ev
ery reason to believe you cared for
me.”
“I do care for you. George.”
“Then why won’t you be mine?”
“I want to let your stuck-up mother
and sisters understand that I don't
consider you good enough for me.”
Army of Telegraphers.
The telegraph companies of this
country employ about 30,000 persons.
This does not include the railroad
service.
CHEATED FOR YEARS.
Prejudice Will Cheat Us Often If We
' Let iL
You will be astonished to find bow
largely you are influenced in every
way by unreasoning prejudice. In
many cases you will also find that the
prejudice has swindled you, or rather,
made you swindle yourself. A case
in illustration:
“I have been a constant user of
Grape-Nuts for nearly three years.”
says a correspondent, “and I am hap
py to say that I am well pleased with
the result of the experiment, for such
it has been.
“Seeing your advertisement in al
most all of the periodicals, for a long
time I looked upon It srs a hoax. But
after years of suffering with gaseous
and bitter eructations from my stom
ach. together with more or less loss
of appetite and flesh, I concluded to
try Grape-Nuts food for a little time
and note the result.
“I found it delicious, and It was not
long till I began to experience the
beneficial effects. My stomach re
sumed its normal stats, the eructa
tions and bitterness ceased and I have
gained all my lost weight back.
“I am so well satisfied with the
result that so long as 1 may live and
retain my reason Grape-Nuts shall
constitute quite a portion of my dailv
food.” 3
Read “The Road to Wellvtlle," in
pkgs. “There's a Reason.”
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oae appeara from time to time tk
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