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SYNOPSIS. Th# at the opentlM of th# •turf l» ! ' **d ta Lb# library of an old worn-out ■« mb!rn ptaottll.m. known aa the Bar •*W Th# plan# la to !»• Bold, and Ha ' m"w> and that of tie owner*, th# y.- ««fh, !» the pwbjrt-? of dtaa-uruion by -tonalliaa 1'r-nei.nu. a holloa man. a Menu«t r known an ltU<ten. and Boh Yawry. a farmer when llannttial Wayne tfaaard. a auyntartous child of the old c ohere family, make# his appearance, '’•ary trSln bow be adopt'd the boy Na • banaei Kerr i* bura the Barony but the •funadard* deny any arr.nledke of tt>« let Yattcy la keep Hannibal Captain Moon t friend of the tytilntarda. ap |enr» and anka Utenttute aW the Bar ony TroohSe Bt S.v*tch Hill, when H«n i.abef In kidnaped by I nave Blount. Cap tain Murrell n acen’ Ynncy overtaken m.eai. atvera him a threkhme and murn t!ae buy. V in‘ | appeal* taefore Squire > a ten an and ta dtechafc** With cdata for a»e pat 1:1* It tty Mairuy. a friend of the pvmaes haa an encounter with Cap l*:a Morrell wiao forma Ida attentions on tarr. and ta rnaraad lay Bruce Camtitrton iaetly nets out ftar let Team mat home. ‘arela.pton» taken the same stage Yt ncy t-and Hannibal aitanppauu with Murrell on Ho-tr trail Hannlhai arrives at the home I' Judae Kira-utu l*rt«e. The Judd# rteo* .f iadcr Menu Ptitw Thar Judtf- recoa Iiies In It.# buy. (tin frai.Jnon of an old an# fnetad CHAPTER VII—(Continued!. "llor. uoti't be etrald. Look on me j as a I need " urged (be judge "I reckon I'tl be glad to atop." an- j .-erred Hannibal Slot confidence la Inspiring. Are roe hungry?" 'Yes. sir," replied llsnnlbal. "What do you say to cold Bsb?" j be judge smacked bin Ups to Impart j a rwiuh to tbe Idea. "I dare swear i I cab find you «ou>e -om bread into ■ be bargain ~ He began to assemble j be dainties be bad enumerated "Here you are'" be cleared bis throat inprcsHteiy. while benlgBltjr shone moi -very feature af bis lace. "A moment since you allowed me to (blok yon were solvent to the extent of j Ally cents—" Hannibal looked pur j Tied T wonder If you could bo In ; dneed to make a temporary loan or . hat Afty rents’ The sum Involved -4 really such a ridiculous trifle 1 : don't need to point out to you tbe ab- i -•iuie moral certainty of my return- j .ox ft at an early date " It was not the loss of bis money . that Hannibal most feared, and the < -ids passed from hts possession into ' vis host's -astody Thank yon. my boy' I must step down to the tavern—when 1 return. ' please God. ■« shall know more of • oil other." While be was still ; •peaking, he bad produced a Jug from I twtuM the quilt tfiat screened tils bed. *nd now took himself off into tbe n*ht Lddt alone. Hannibal gravely seated himself at the table. What the lodge's larder lacked In variety it aware than made up for in quantity, and the boy was grateful for this tact, fbwatiy be heard the judge's heavy, •nothing Hep as be came up tbe patn from the rand, and a moment later as> cross bulk of body filled tbe door way. Breathing bard end perspiring, he judge entered (be shanty, but hts -ageroesa kept him silent until be bad established himself In bis chair Pesldn the table, a-ftb the Jug and a 1 Tracked glass at his elbow Then, aland and smiling be turned toward ! am guest "My let derest regards. Hannibal!" and be nodded over the rim ol the -racked glass bis shaking hand bad arrted to his tips. Twice the glass was filled and emptied, and then testa, bis roving, watery eyes rested meditatively oo the child. "Have you s father?" be askt-d suddenly Han nibal shook his bead "A mother?" They both of them done d'ed years and years ago." answered tne hoy "1 cant tell you how long back '* was. bat 1 reckon I don't know much shout It 1 mast have been a small child " "Ho—a small child!" cried the i Judge. taugUng He cocked his head 1 on one stdo and surveyed llunlbai Asyso Hazard with a glance at com ic mnonanes*. "Id God's name wnai dr yon coll yourself now?" I'm trust ten." said Hannibal, with dignity 'I can well believe It." responded -he fudge W bere did you come from’" "Yrom across the mountains." "And where are you going?" "To west Tennessee " "Have you any friends there’" "Yes. sir" "You've money enough to see you tfcrongh*" and what the judge Intend ed tor a smile of fatherly affection became a leer of Infinite cunning "I got tea dollars " Morality of 1 ——- . i Ht •*»*«» a Cat's Paw at Boy's Hand to treat t ut Unhusked Rice Singular aa It may tom. elephant* «hw k have uwcutrd with tneo CD tc-nata the not urn that, under special curaBoUGrM. the* are not res poo si We if they uUfUe another u> commit mi illegal ttt The following la an in si awe ->1 this elephantine morality A bib la Kaagooa bought three young elephant* to seed to Kngland. IVr were tame and playful, but cun Mug Knowing that it was wrong to si mu paddy »wee asked rice!—tbe idea had doubUeua been impressed upon •hem by punishment lor stealing— they would hot touch It tbemseIves Btit u • hoy went to sea them, be would be seized by one. tbe ttttle truss would be colled around his arm. and be wo-Jd be led to where the paddy was beys » nags iv» elephant would make a cat's p » A -r* coys band to true up a "Ten dollars—" the judge smacked bis lips once. "Ten dollars—" be re peated. and smacked bis tips twice. The purple flush ou the judge’s face, where the dignity that belonged to age had gone down In wreck, deep ened. He quitted his chair and. lurching somewhat as he did so, began to pace the floor. "Take me for your example, boy! You may he poor, you may possibly be hungry—you'll otten be thirsty, but through It all you will remain that splendid thing—a gentleman! Perhaps you’ll contend that the old order is overthrown, that family has gone to the devil? You are right, and there's the pity of it! The social fabric Is tottering—I can 6ee it tot ter—" and he tottered himself as he said this. "Well, I’m an old man—the spec tacle won’t long offend me. I'll die presently." He was so profoundly moved by the thought that he could not go on. His voice broke, and he burled his face In his arms. A sym pathetic moisture had gathered in the child's eyes. He slipped from his chair and stole to the judge's side. “I'm mighty 6orry you're going to die." "Bless you. Hanmnal!” cried the judge, looking wonderfully cheerful, despite his recent bitterness of spirit. ' I'm not experiencing any of the pangs of mortality now. My dissolution ain't a matter of tonight or tomorrow— there's some life In Slocum Price yet, for all the rough usage, eh? X think you'd better go to bed.” "1 reckon I had," agreed Hannibal, slipping from his chair. "Well, take my bed back of the turb you tonight, for It Is God’s will that 1 should stay up and get very drunk." CHAPTER VIII. Boon Companions. Some time later the judge was aware of a step on the path beyond his door, and glancing up, saw the tali figure of a man pause on his threshold. A whispered curse slipped from between his lips. Aloud he said: "Is that you, Mr. Mahaffy?" He got no reply, but the tall figure, pro pelled by very long legs, stalked into the shanty and a pair of keen, rest less eyes deeply set under a high, bald head were bent curiously upon him. “I take it I'm intruding,” the new comer said sourly. “Why should you think that, Solo mon Mahaffy? When has my door been closed on you?” the judge asked, but there was a guilty deepening of the flush on his face. Mr. Mahaffy glanced at the jug. at the half-emptied glass, lastly at the judge himself. “You seem to be raising first-rate hell all by yourself." “Oh, be reasonable, Solomon. You'd gone down to the steamboat land ing,” said the judge plaintively. By way of answer. Mahaffy shot him a contemptuous glance. “Take a chair —do, Solomon!” entreated the judge. “When did 1 ever sneak a jug into | my shanty?" asked Mahaffy sternly, i evidently conscious of entire recti- j tude in this matter. “I deplore your choice of words, j Solomon.” said the judge. “You know j damn well that if you'd been here 1, ! couldn't have got past your place i with that jug! But let’s deal with conditions. Here's the jug, with some liquor left in it—here’s a glass. Now what more do you want?” Mr. Mahaffy drew near the table. “Sit down,” urged the Judge. “I hope you feel mean?” said Ma haffy. “If it's any satisfaction to you, 1 do,” admitted the judge. “You ought to.” Mahaffy drew for- J ward a chair. The judge filled his 1 glass. “What's the news from the land- 1 ing?” Mahaffy brought his fist down on j the table. “I heard the boat churning away round back of the bend, then 1 saw 1 the lights, and she tied up and they 1 tossed off the freight, laen she j churned away again and her lights <r //a ' / “Hi# Grandson Is Back of That Cur tain, Now—Asleep In My Bed." quilt. You'll find a boe there. You can dig up the dirt under the shuck tick with it—which helps astonishing ly. What would the world say If it could know that Judge Slocuai Price makes bis bed with a hoe!” Hannibal retired behind the quilt. "Do you find it comfortable?” the judge asked, when the rustling of the shuck tick informed him that the child had lain down "Yes, sir." said the boy. "Have you said your prayers?” in quired the judge. “No. sir. I ain't said 'em yet." "Well, say them now. Religion is as becoming In the young as it Is re spectable in the aged. I'll not dis got back ol the trees on the bank. There was the lap of waves on the shore, and I was left with the half dozen miserable loafers who’d crawled out tfl see the boat come In. That's the news six days a week!” By the river had come the judge, tentatively hopeful, but at heart ex pecting nothing, therefore immune to disappointment and equipped for fail ure. By the river had come Mr. Ma haffv, as unfit as the judge himself, and for the same reason, but sour and bitter with the world, believing al ways in the possibility of some mir acle of regeneration. At the Judge's elbow Mr. Mahaffy changed his position with nervous suddenness. Then be folded bis Ions arms. “You asked If tbere was any news. Price; while we were waiting for the boat a raft tied up to the bank; the fellow aboard of it bad a man he’d fished up out of the river, a man who’d been pretty well cut to pieces." "Who was he?" asked the judge. “Nobody knew, and he wasn’t con scious. 1 shouldn't be surprised if he never opens his lips again. When the doctor had looked to his cuts, the fellow on the raft cast off and went i on down the Elk.” It occurred to the judge that he himself had news to Impart. He must i account for the boy's presence. “While you’ve been taking your I whiff of life down at the steamboat landing, Mahaffy, I've been experi encing a most extraordinary colnci-! dence. When I went to the war of \ ’12, a Hazard accompanied me as my i orderly. His grandson is back of that curtain now—asleep—in my bed!"i Mahaffy put down his glass. “You were like this once before," j he said darkly. But at that instant I the shuck tick rattled noisily at some movement of the sleeping boy. There' was a hoof-beat on the road. It came nearer and nearer, and pres ently sounded just beyond the door. ; Then it ceased, and a voice said: "Hallo, there!” The judge scram bled to his feet, and taking up the 1 candle, staggered into the yard. Ma haffy followed him. "What’s wanted?” asked the Judge i holding his candle aloft. The light I showed a tall fellow mounted on a handsome bay horse. It was Murrell, j “Have either of you gentlemen seen a boy go through here today?” Mur- j rell glanced from one to the other. Mr. Mahaffy’s thin lips twisted them selves into a sarcastic smile. He ' turned to the judge, who spoke up quickly. “Did he carry a bundle and rltle?” he asked. Murrell gave eager assent. “Well,” said the judge, "he stopped here along about four o'clock, and asked his way to the nearest river landing.” "Hannibal—” the Judge's voice and manner were rather stern. "Hanni bal, a man rode by here last night on a big bay horse. He said he was looking for a boy about ten years old —a boy with a bundle and rifle." There was an awful pause. "Who was that man, Hannibal?” "It were Captain Murrell." The judge raised his fist and brought It i down with a great crash on the ta ble. "We don’t know any boy ten years old with a line and bundle!" he said. "Please—you won't let him take me , away, judge—I want to stop with you!” cried Hannibal. He slipped from his chair, and passing about the table, seized the judge by the hand. The Judge was visibly affected. "No!” he roared. "He shan t have you. Is he kin to you?” “No,” said Hannibal. “He tried to get me away from my Uncle Bob." “Where is your Uncle Bob?” "He’s dead.” And the child began to weep bitterly. The judge bent and lifted him Into his lap. "There, my son—” he said sooth ingly. "Now you tell me when he died, and all about it.” "He were killed. It were only yes terday, and I can't forget him. 1 don't want to—but it hurts—it hurts terrible!” Hannibal buried his head in the judge’s shoulder and sobbed aloud. Presently his small hands ' stole about the Judge's neck, and that gentleman experienced a strange thrill of pleasure. "Tell me how he died, Hannibal." J he urged gently. In a voice broken by sobs, the child began the story j of their flight, a confused narrative. The judge shuddered. "Can such things be,” he murmured at last. Then he remembered what Mahaffy had told him of the man on the rart. j "Hannibal,” he said, “Solomon Ma haffy, who was here last night, told me he saw down at the river land- j ing, a man who had been fished up out of the Elk—a man who had been roughly handled." "Were -it my Uncle Bob?” cried Hannibal, lifting a swollen face to his. "Dear lad. I don't know,” said the judge sympathetically. “It were Uncle Bob! 1 know it were my Uncle Bob! 1 must go find him!” and Hannibal slipped from the judge's lap and ran for his rifle and bundle. “Stop a bit!” cried the judge. "Now, if it was your Uncle Bob, he’ll come back the moment he is able to travel. Meantime, you must remain under my protection while we Investigate this man Slosson.” It was Saturday, and in Pleasant ville a jail-raising was in progress. During all the years of its corporate dignity the village had never boasted any building where the evil-doer could , be placed under restraint; hence had ; arisen its peculiar habit of dealing j with crime; but a leading citizen had | donated half an acre of ground lying midway between the town and the river landing as a site for the pro posed structure, and the scattered population of the region had assem bled for the raising. CTO BE CONTINUED.) the Elephant handlul of paddy Then. letting go, be would turn up the end of his trunk, it. and coaxingly invite the boy to drop in the paddy. Should the boy. however, put it back in the bag, bis arm would again be teiaed by the trunk, and his hand i would be again inserted into the paddy bag The boy. anxious to be released, would usually drop the paddy into the j trunk, and the elephant would blow ; the rice Into his mouth. After re peating the operation several times, . the elephant would scamper off. feel ing that he had got the paddy witb i out stealing it.—Harper s Weekly. Special House for “High Brow” Apes. The “high brow" apes In the New ' York Zoological park are to have a house to themselves in (be near fu ture. The board of estimate and ap portionment will soon be asked for an appropriation necessary to cover the expenses for such a structure At present the erudite chimpanzees and orangoutangs are in the house with their less intelligent sisters and brothers 1 he intelligent specimens now num her four chimpanzees and five orang outangs. Baidy is the leader of the social elect, and Susie, recently sold 10 the society by Professor Garner, is another inmate who stands aloof. The | proposed structure is necessary to the 'continued health of the valuable spec imens. as well as to give proper fa cilities for their exhibition to tbe public. In Full Costume. An artist was discribing a revue that be had seen in Paris. "It was a very decollete revue.” said he. “in certain parts of it I was for cibly reminded of the story of the Parisian chorus girl This girl had been put through her paces, and final ly engaged. ‘And now.’ she said, ‘about my costume What costume shall I wear?’ " ‘Let me see your tongue, said tbe manager ‘Ab. it’s coated That will do.’”—Watch Dog. Swimmers the Prey of Eels. A remarkable story of the seizure of swimmers by eels comes from New Zealand A stream in New Zealand • was a favorite bathing place because the current was swift and strong. ; Time after time the bather would be gin to shriek and splash on the sur face, would disappear before help could ; reach him, and when his body had , been found it had invariably been eat- j en by eels. The cause of the fatality i remained shrouded In mystery, for a i long time, but at length the true cause was discovered that whilst the swim mer was almost stationary in the rapid stream a huge eel would seize him by the foot or leg and drag him down be neath the surface. Right to Keep Pigs in London. The freedom of the city of London carries with it, nominally, at any rate. the right to keep pigs in the parish of SL James. Piccadilly. But even were any one disposed to aval! himself of this liberty, and if the san itary authorities failed to object, lam in that part of London Is somewha too costly for profitable pig farming (Copyright, 1912, by Associated Literary Press.) When Colonel Gilder had been called to town that 'morning on busi ness, leaving his daughter Floy and the cook to care for the house, he had said to the girl before leaving: “Daughter, remember what I have told you many times over. A tramp may appear during my absence. You will be sitting here on the veranda He will gruffly demand food or money. You will order him away in your sternest tones.” “But he won't go," she said. “He may or he may not. If he doesn't—if he shows a disposition to hold his ground or attack, you are to retire within your fortifications. I refer to the house. You will find my loaded shotgun in the sitting room. The tramp will probably attack by the side door, as that cannot be seen from the highway. Face the door with the gun at your shoulder. If he appears in the doorway give him warning. If he does not heed the warning—” “Shoot him on the spot, papa,” fin ished the daughter. “Exactly. That is, pepper his legs with the birdshot. That will demor alize him and result in a retreat. Do not pursue him. but hold your ground until reinforcements arrive. 1 will be the reinforcements. Do you clear ly understand?” “I do, father.” An hour later, as Miss Floy reclined in a rocker on the veranda, a burly big tramp turned in at the gate. He had a swagger to his shoulders and a bad face. As a first military move ment. the girl stood up. As a second, she assumed a very stern and un compromising expression. "Missy, could I get a bite to eat at the kitchen?” was gruffly asked. “So, sir. No tramps fed here.” The man shrugged his shoulders and looked around in a leering way. He was about to observe that the rich were growing richer and the poor poorer, and that there was no longer a show for a hard working man, when Miss Floyd retired within the fortifications to secure the first advantage. The tramp took it that she had gone to call a man of some Cfi “No, Sir. No Tramps Fed Here!” sort, or a female who could handle a broomstick with deftness and vigor, and he retreated on his reserves. As he reached the highway an auto came up and stopped and a young man alighted and opened the gate with out giving him more than a passing glance. Meanwhile, within the fortifica tions, the girl had armed herself with the gun. She thought the at titude of the tramp defiant. Yes, he w s ascending the front steps; now he was ringing the bell; now he was shufiling his feet; now he was re tiring to come around to the side door. “Halt! Halt!” For a moment he halted, and then his form showed in the door. The gun was fairly pointed and then dis charged, and a fall and a shout fol lowed. Then the cook came rushing in to find the girl cowering on the floor and to exclaim: "For mercy’s sake, but has the dear girl went and committed the sui cide?” "Out there! Out there!” gasped the shooter, as she pointed to the open door. “And what's out there? Oh, missy but here's a dead man! Was it yoi that went and killed him?” “It's a tramp that attacked the house. Papa told me to retire within the fortifications and defend them.” I “Tramp? If he’s a tramp then I'm a lady! It’s a young man, missy— a young man and well dressed, and | upon my soul there's an otobomiley at the gate!" » The colonel had not instructed his daughter what to do with any dead the retreating enemy might leave be hind him, and for a moment the girl | could only stand and wring her j hands. She had made a mistake in ; her quarry. She braced up after a I moment and ran through the house and down the path to the gate and i cried to the chauffeur, who was nod I ding in drowsiness: “Quick—quick! Half a mile down the road—a doctor! I have shot your 1 master!” acot him! what for?" “I don't know, but hurry—hurry hurry! Maybe there's a chance to save his life." The auto whizzed away and Miss Floy returned to the house. The cook had straightened the legs of the vic tim, put a pillow under his head and was sprinkling water in his face. "Is he—is he dead!" was tearfully asked. "Dunno, missy, thought I saw a leg twitch a minit ago.” “If he's dead, then I'll be electro cuted!" “For sure! You see he's a beauti ful young man and an innercent young man, and it'll be cold-blooded mur der. Yes, you'll be 'lectrocuted, but I’ll be there to hold your hand and cheer you to the last.” At that moment the young man sighed. Then he opened his eyes. Then he rose up on his elbow. "Praise the saints!" piously ob served the cook. “I'm so glad!” whispered Miss Floy. “Can you tell me what has hap pened?” asked the young man as he raised himself still higher with a little assistance. "Yes; I shot you. I thought you were a tramp. I have sent your auto after a doctor, and we will have you in bed soon. I can't begin to tell you how sorry I am.” "You peppered my legs, and the nervous shock did the rest Don't worry about it This is Miss Gilder, l take it? I am Mr. Trainor. I was here to see your father. First time I was ever taken for a tramp or shot in the legs, but don't mention it” The doctor arrived, and with the aid of the cook and chauffeur, the victim was carried to the guest cham ber. About 20 bird-shot had pep pered his legs. The job of picking them out lasted about two hours. Dur ing this operation the medico was gruff and uncommunicative, but when the last pellet had been laid on the stand he said: "Young man, you could get up and ride away tomorrow, but you won’t do it.” i>U . ••You'll stay here for a couple of weeks. Y'ou'U be up in two or three days, but don't forget to hobble to the last day.” "Why hobble?" "To make a case of remorse for that girl. Remorse — admiration— love! If you are already engaged throw the girl overboard; if you are not then you will be inside of three months. What are a few bird-shot in the legs compared to a girl like Miss Gilder?” This was a question Mr. Trainor had asked himself half a dozen time3 within the next two hours, and he was quite content to be a patient Colonel Gilder heard of the shoot ing oefore reaching home, and he came rushing into the house to ex claim: "Egad, but there's nothing to beat military tactics! The enemy ap peared in force; you retired within your fortifications; he advanced to storm them; you drove him back and , then sallied out and took him pris oner. All perfectly regular, daughter, and your father is proud of you. Where's the prisoner?" Three days later as Miss Floy hap pened to be alone on the veranda for j a moment the same old tramp reap peared. There was a grin on his face and nothing vicious about it this time. “And how about a bite to eat under the present circumstances?” "What circumstances?" "Y'oung man—shot in the legs^ shot by a girl—lying upstairs—girl \ sorry—young man glad—moonlight— turtle doves—bless you, my children —bless you!” "You can go to the kitchen and ask the cook!".replied the blushing young lady, "but let m^tell you that you are a very impudent fellow!" And yet the tramp knew human nature. Prepare for Fine Display _ *-----I Ali Nations Will Take Part In In ternational Exhibition to Be Held in Belgium in the Spring. Next spring there will be opened at Ghent, which is the most Important manufacturing city in Belgium, a uni versal and international exhibition. It has now come to be recognized by the governments, as well as by the author ities representing private traders, that exhibitions on, a vast scale are of themselves an extraordinary valuable medium for developing and extending markets. Every nation alike will be ready to come to the neutral ground of Belgium for this great exhibition. Bel gium is exercising every effort to make the event worthy of a country which possesses unique historical asaocla-. tions and a commerce which has grown enormously in volume in the last half century. Germany, ever alert to seize the passing opportunity to her advantage, a special pavilion, which will be one of the most striking points of the ex hibition. France, with characteristic enterprise, is taking twice as much space as she had at Brussels, and is asking for more. Great Britain will make a worthy display of her manu factures and arts. The Canadian gov ernment has secured a prominent po sition for an official exhibit The far off Countries of China and Japan, Chile, Peru, Brazil. Cuba, Argentine Republic, New Zealand and India will all be represented. No Brighter. “When you were a boy did you al ways mind your father?” asked the young hopeful. “Not always, my son,” replied the governor, “but 1 was soundly thrashed every time I disobeyed him.” » “Gee, then you didn’t learn any eas ier than I do, did you, dad?” was the retort of the y. h. SEVEN YEARS OF MISERY Hjw Mrs. Bethune was Re stored to Health by Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegeta ble Compound. Sikeston, Mo. — “For seven years I | suffered everything. I was in bed for four or five days at a time every month, and so weak I could hardly walk. I had cramps, backache and headache, and was so nervous and weak that I dreaded to see anyone or have anyone move in the room. The doc tors gave me medi -cine uj ease me at those times, and said that I ought to have an operation. I would not listen to that, and when a friend of my husband’s told him about Lydia E. Pinkham's Veg etable Compound and what it had done for his wife, I was willing to take it. Now I look the picture of health and feel like it, too. I can do all my own house work, work in the garden and entertain company and enjoy them, and can walk as far as any ordinary woman, any day in the week. I wish I could talk to every suffering woman and girl, and tell them what Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound has done for me.”—Mrs. Dema Bethune, Sikeston, Mo. Remember, the remddy which did this was Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. It has helped thousands of women who have been troubled with displacements, inflammation, ulceration, tumors, irreg ularities, periodic pains, backache, that bearing down feeling, indigestion, and nervous prostration, after all other means have failed. Why don’t you try it? The Army of Constipation Is Growing Smaller Everv Dav. CARTER’S LITTLE A LIVER PILLS are responsible—they Jjk'\ not only give relief — uiey perm; nentlycure Con stipation. Mil^ lions use^H them for ^ Carters ■ ITTLE IlVER [PILLS. Biliousness, ^ 0 v* Indigestion, Sick Headache, Sallow Sinn. SMALL PILL, SMALL DOSE, SMALL PRICE. Genuine must bear Signature Hardly the Sunday School Brand. The young hopeful had secreted some bright buttons in his pocket, which came from the motor car show. When Sunday school was well under way, he took one out and pinned it on his coat, feeling it an ornament. Un fortunately. when the minister came round to speak to the dear children, his near sighted eyes were caught by the color. “Well, Richard, I see you are wear ing some motto, my lad. What does it say?” “You read it, sir,” replied Richard, hanging his head. “But I cannot see. I haven't my glasses, son. Read it so we can all hegr you.” Richard blushed. “It says, sir, ‘Ain’t it - to the poor?’ ”—Metropolitan Magazine. With the Lid Off. “Mother,” asked Bob, with a hope ful eye on the peppermint jar, “have I been a good boy this afternoon?” “M-m-yes,” answered mother, dubi ously, recalling a certain little rift within the lute. The four-year-old dip lomat looked anxious. “Please,” he begged, “say a wide open yes!”—Harper's Bazar. Standard of Sanity. Shakespeare was asked if Hamlet was sane. “As sane as the Fourth of July,” he replied. British South African Empire. The South African possessions of England require 10,000,000 postage vtamps per annum. GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP No Medicine So Beneficial to Bralr and Nerves. Lying awake nights makes it hard to keep awake and do things in day time. To take “tonics and stimulants” under such circumstances is like set ting the house on fire to see if you can put it out. The right kind of food promotes re freshing sleep at night and a wide affake individual during the day. A lady changed from her old way of eating Grape-Nuts, and says: “For about three years I had been a great sufferer from indigestion. After trying several kinds of medicine, the doctor would ask me to drop off potatoes, then meat, and so on, but in a few days that craving, gnawing feel ing would start up, and I would vomit everything I ate and drank. “When I started on Grape-Nuts, vom iting stopped, and the bloated feeling which was so distressing disappeared entirely. “My mother was very much bothered with diarrhoea before commencing the Grape-Nuts, because her stomach was so weak she could not digest her food. Since using Grap^Nuts food she is well, and says she don’t think she could do without it. “It is a great brain restorer and nerve builder, for I can sleep as sound and undisturbed after a supper of Grape-Nuts as in the old days when I could not realise what they meant by a 'bad stomach.’ There is no medi cine so beneficial to nerves and brain as a good night's sleep, such as you can enjoy after eating Grape-Nuts.” Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. Look in pkgs. for the famous little book, “The Road to Wellville.” Ever read the above letter? A new one appears from time ta time. They are aenalne, tree, and fall of hamaa interest. 1 I I