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The Adventures of Kathlyn By HAROLD MAC GRATH Illustrated by Picture* from the Moving Picture Production of 4he Selig Polyscope Co. (Copyright by Harold MacUrath) a i SYNOPSIS. Kathlyn Hare, believing her father. Col. Hare, In peril, has summoned her, leaves tier licmo In California to go to him In Allah a. India. Umballa, pretender to the throne, has imprisoned the colonel, named »y the late king as Ills heir. Arriving in Allaha Kathlyn Is informed by Umballa that her father being dead stie is to be «ueen, and must marry him. She refuses »nd Is informed by the priests that no ►oman can rule unmarried. She is given •even days to think it over. She still re fuse, and is told that she must undergo iwo ordeals with wild beasts. If Bhe sur vives she will be permitted to rule. John Bruce, an American, saves her life. The tlephant which carries her from the I none of her trials runs away, separating Jer from Bruce and the rest of the party, she takes refuge In a ruined temple, but his haven Is the abode of a lion and she a forced to flee from it. She finds a re treat in the Jungle only to fall into the lands of slave traders. CHAPTER VIII. The Slave Market. Having decided upon the fate of Kathlyn. the natives set about recap turing the wild elephant. It took the »est part of the morning. When this ►as accomplished the journey to Alla Ja was begun. But for the days of peace and quiet of the wilderness and the consequent hardness of her flesh, Kathlyn would have suffered greatly. Half the time she was compelled to walk. There were no howdahs, and it ►as a difficult feat to sit back of the mahout. The rough skin of the ele phant had the same effect upon the ralves of her legs that sandpaper ►ould have had. Sometimes she (tumbled and fell, and was rudely ierked to her feet. Only the day be fore they arrived was she relieved in tny way; she was given a litter, and m this manner she entered the hate ful city. On the way to the slave mart they passed under the shadow of the grim prison walls of the palace. The ele phants veered off here into a side street, toward the huge square where horses and cattle and elephants were bought and sold. The litter, in charge of the chief mahout, proceeded to the slave mart. Kathlyn glanced at the wall wonderingly. Was her father alive? Was he in some bleak cell be hind that crumbling masonry? Even as she sent a last lingering look at the prison the prisoner within, tiis head buried in his thin, wasted hands, beheld her in a vision—but in k happy. Joyous vision, busying about -he living room of the bungalow. And far away a younger man beheld I vision as very tenderly he gazed at Kathlyn’s discarded robe and resumed sis determined quest. Often, standing ^beyond his evening fires, he would ask the silence, “Kathlyn, where are rou?” Even then he was riding fast toward Ailaha. A slave mart is a rare thing these slays, but at the time these scenes were being enacted there existed many of them here and there across the face of the globe. Men buy and veil men and women these times—en lightened. so they say—but they do it by legal contract or from vile hiding places. AUaha had been a famous mart in Its prime. It had drawn the agents »f princes from all over India. Persia. Beloochistan, Afghanistan, and even •outhern Russia had been rifled of their beauties to adorn the zenanas of the slothful Hindu princes. The slave mart in the capital town »t Allaha stood in the center of the bazaars, a great square platform with k roof, but open on all four sides. Here the slaves were exhibited, the poor things intended for dalliance and those who were to struggle and sweat tnd die under the overseer’s lash. Every fortnight a day was set aside 'or the business of the mart. Owners tnd prospective buyers met, chewed betel nut, smoked their hookahs, lipped coffee and tea and exchanged the tattle of the hour. It was as much in amusement as a business; indeed, it was the oriental idea of a club, and much the same things were discussed. All about there were barkers, and Iruit sellers, and bangle wallas (for Have girls should have rings of rupee lilver about their ankles and wrists), tnd solemn llrahmins, and men who painted red and ochre caste marks on one's forehead, and ash-covered fa kirs with withered hands, Nautch girls, girls from the bazaars, peripa tetic jewelers, kites, and red headed vultures—this being a proper place lor them The chief .nahout purchased for Kathlvn a b< autiful saree, or veil, which partially concealed her face ind hair. “Chaiu!” he said, touching Kath iyn'8 shoulder whenever she lagged, for they had dispensed with the litter *Oo on’" She understood. Outwardly she ap peared passive enough, but her soul was on Are and her eyes as brilliant u those of the circling, swooping kites, watching fpr that moment which was to offer some loophole. On through the noisy bazaars, the object *f many a curious remark, sometimes Insulted by the painted women at the windows, sometimes jested at by the idlers around the merchants' booths. It seemed to her, however, that a Sim of steel had grown over ber Serves; nothing startled her; she tensed only the watchfulness she had tften noted in the captives at the (arm. ▲t, length they came out into the may mart. The old mahout congratu lated himself upon the docility of his Ind. It would stiffen the bidding to pinnwmw that she was gentle. He iven went so far as to pat her on the (boulder. The steel film did not cover (11 her nerves, so it would seem; the shoulder was vulnerable. She winced, for she read clearly enough Irhat was in the mind back of that touch. She had made her plans, to the tnnn who purc«iased her she would as sume a meeknass of spirit In order to lull his watchfulness. To the man who purchased her . . . Kathlyn Hare! j She laughed. The old man behind her ; nodded approvingly, hearing the sound i but not sensing Its Import Ah, when ; the moment came, when the fool who bought her started to lead her home, she would beguile him and at the first sign of carelessness she would trust to her heels. She knew that she was going to run as never a woman ran before; back to the beasts of the jun- ( gle, who at least made no effort to j molest her so long as she kept out of their way. Wild and beautiful 6he was as the old mahout turned her over to a pro fessional seller. “Circassian!" “From the north!” , “A bride from the desert!" “A yellow-hair!” “A daughter of the north seas!" The old mahout squatted close by and rubbed his hands. He would b6 a rich man that night; bags of rupees; a well thatched house to cover his j gray hairs till that day they placed him on the pyre at the burning ghat. The gods were good. Durga Rain, known familiarly aa Umballa, at this hour came forth Into the sunshine, brooding. He was not in a happy frame of mind. Many things lay heavy upon his soul; but among these things there was not one named remorse. To have brought about all these failures, this thought irked him most. Here was a crowm al most within reach of his greedy fin gers, the water to Tantalus. To have underestimated this yellow haired young woman, he who knew women so well—there lay the bitter sting. He had been too impetuous; he should have waited till all her fears had been allayed. That spawn of Siva, the mil itary, was Insolent again, and rupees to cross their palms were scarce, j Whither had she blown? Was she j dead? Was she alive? The white hunter had not returned to his camp yet, but the sly Ahmed was there. The perpetual gloom on the face of the latter was reassuring to Umballa. Ahmed’s master had not found her. To wring the white man’s heart was something. He dared not put him out of the way; too many knew. And the Council was beginning to grow uneasy. How long could he hold them in leash? What a woman! As magnificent as ; the daughter of Firoz, shah of Delhi. '■ Fear she knew not. At one moment i he loved her with his whole soul, at ' another he hated her, longed to get her into his hands again, to wreak his vengeance upon her for the hu miliation she had by wit and courage ! heaped upon him. “I am ready!” He could hear it yet. When they had led her away to the ordeals—“I am ready!” A woman, and not afraid to i die! Money! How to get it! He could not plunge his hand into the treasury; there were too many about, too many tongues. Out Colonel Hare knew where the silver basket lay hidden heaped with gold and precious stones; and torture could not wring the hid ing place from him. May he be damned to the nethermost hell! Let him. Durga Ram, but bury his lean hands in that treasure, and Naraka swallow Allaha and all its kings! Rubies and pearls and emeralds, and “Mercy? I Knew Not the Word!" a far country to idle in, to be feted in, to be fawned upon for his riches! i And Ramabal and bis wife, Pundita. let them beware: let them remain wisely in their house and meddle not with affairs of state. 'A thousand rupees!” Fmballa looked up with a start. Pnconsciousiy he had wandered into the slave mart. He shrugged and would have passed on but for the strange, unusual figure standing on the platform. A golden haired wom an with neck and arms like Chinese ; bronze and dressed in a skirt of grass! He paused. “Two thousand rupees!” "What!” jeered the professional sel ler. "For an hour! from paradise? O, ye of weak hearts, what is this l hear? Two thousand rupees?—for an houri fit to dwell In the zenana of heaven!” A keen-eyed Mohammedan edged closer to the platform. He stared and sucked his breath. He found himself pulled two ways. He bad no money, but he bad knowledge. “Who 4eHs this maiden?” he asked. “Mohammed Ghort.” ‘Which Is her’ “He squats there.” The Mohammedan stooped and touched the old mahout on the shoul der. “Call off this sale and my master will make you rich.” The old sinner gingerly felt of the speaker's cotton garb. “Ah! 'My mas ter* must be rich to dress thee In cot ion. Where is your gold’/ Bid," satiri cally. “Two thousand rupees!” shouted the professional seller. "I have no gold, but my master will give 10,000 rupees for yonder maid. Quick! Old fool, be quick!” “Be gone, thou beggar!” And the old man spat. “Memsahib,” the Mohammedan called out in English, "do not look toward ine, or all will be lost. 1 am All, Bruce Sahib’s chief mahout; and we have believed you dead! Take care! I go to inform Ahmed. Bruce Sahib has not returned." Kathlyn, when she heard that voice, shut her eyes. Umballa had drawn closer. There was something about this half veiled slave that stirred his recollection. Where had he seen that graceful poise? The clearness of the skin, though dark; the roundness of the throat and arms. . . . “Three thousand rupees!” The old mahout purred and smoothed his palms together. Three thousand rupees, a rajah's ransom! He would own his elephant; his wife should ride in a gilded palanquin, and his children should wear shoes. Three thousand rupees! He folded his arms and walked gently to and fro. "Five thousand rupees!” said Um balla. impelled by he knew not what to make this bid. A ripple of surprise ran over the crowd. The regent, the powerful Dur ga Ram, was bidding in person for his zenana. Kathlyn’s nerves tingled with life again, and the sudden bounding of her heart stifled her. Umballa! She was surely lost. Sooner or later he would recognize her. The mahout stood up, delighted. He was indeed fortunate. He salaamed. "Huzoor, she Is gentle," he said. The high-caste who had bid 3,000 rupees salaamed also. “Highness, she is yours,” he said. "I cannot bid against my regent” It was the custom to mark a pur chased slave with tho caste of her purchaser. Umbailah, still not recog nizing her, waved her aside toward the Brahmin caste markers, one of whom daubed her forehead with a yel low triangle. Her blue eyes pierced the curious brown ones. “The sahib at the river,” she whis pered in broken Hindustani. "Many rupees Bring him to the house of Durga Ram.” This in case All failed. The Brahmin’s eyes twinkled. Her Hindustani was execrable, but “sahib” and “river” were'plain to his under standing. There was but one sahib by the river, and he was the white hunter who had rescued the vanished queen from the ordeals. He nodded almost Imperceptibly. Inwardly he smiled. He was not above giving the haughty upstart a Thugee’s twist. He spoke to his neighbor quietly, as signed to him his bowls and brushes, rose and made ofT. "Follow me,” said Umballa to the happy mahout. Presently he would have his bags of silver, bright and twinkling. Fate overtook All, who in his mad race to Hare's camp fell and badly sprained his ankle. Moaning, less from the pain than from the attend ant helplessness, he was carried into the hut of a kindly ryot and there ministered to. The Brahmin, however, filled with greed and a sly humor, reached his destination in safety. Naturally cun ning. double tongued, sly. ingratiat ing, after the manner of all Brahmins, who will sink to any base level in or der to attain their equivocal ends, his actions were unhampered by any sense of treachery toward Umballa. A Thugee’s twist to the schemes of the street rat Uinballa, who wore the Brahmin string, to which he had no right! The Brahmin chuckled as he paused at the edge of Bruce's camp. A fat purse lay yonder. He ap proached, his outward demeanor a mixture of pride and humility. Bruce had returned but half an hour before, mind weary, bone tired. He sat with his head In his hands, his el bows propped upon his knees. His young heart was heavy. He had searched the bewildering jungle as one might search a plot of grass be fore one’s door, blade by blade. A hun dred times he had found traces of her; a hundred times he had called out her name, only to be mocked and gibbered at by apes. She had vanished like a perfume, like a cloud shadow In the wind. “Sahib, a Brahmin desires audi ence.” “Ask him what he wants.” "It Is for the sahib’s ear alone.” "Ah! Bring him to me quickly." The Brahmin approached, salaamed. “"What do you wish?” Bruce asked curtly. "A thousand rupees, huzoor!” blandly. 'And what have you that is worth that many rupees?” irritably. The Brahmin salaamed again. “Hu zoor, a slave this day was purchased by Lmrga Ram, Umballa, so-called She has skin the color of old tusks, and eyes like turquoise, and lips like the flame ?f the jungle, and hair like the sands of Ganges, mother of riv ers.” Bruce was upon his feet, alive, eager. He caught tho Brahmin by the arm. “Is this woman white?” harshly. “Huzoor, the women of Allaha are always dark of hair.” “And was sold as a slave?” “To Durga Ram, the king without a crown, huzoor. It is worth a thou said rupees,” smiling. “Tell me.” 6aid Bruce, stilling the tremor in his voice, “tell me, did she follow him without a struggle?” “Yes. But would a struggle have done any good?” Bruce took out his wallet and count ed out a thousand rupees In Bank of India notes. “Now, listen. Umballa must not know that I know. On your head, remember.” “Huzoor, the word of a Brahmin.” “Ah, yes; but I have lived long here. Where is All?” cried Bruce, turning to one of his men. "He went into the city this morning, aahib, and has not returned.” “Come,” said Bruce to the waiting Brahmin, “we’ll return together.” He now felt no excitement at all; It was as If he had been immersed In ice water. It was Kathlyn. not the least doubt of It, bought and sold in the slave mart Aimery, degradation then he smiled. He knew Kathlyn Hare. If he did not come to her aid quickly she would be dead. Now, when Umballa took her into his house. Kathlyn was determined to reveal her identity. She had passed through the ordeals; she was, in law. a queen, with life and death in her hands. "Do not touch me!" she cried lowly in English. Umballa stepped back. “I am Kathlyn Hare, and if all the world is not made up of lies and wickedness, I am the queen you your self made. I can speak a few words, enough to make myself known to the populace. I will make a bargain with you. I will give you five times five thousand rupees if you will deliver me safely in Peshawer. On my part, I promise to say nothing, nothing.’’ Umballa raised both his hands in astonishment He knew now why that form had stirred his recollection. "You!” He laughed and clapped his hands to summon his servants. Kath "You Liel" Thundered the Young Man. lyn, realizing that it was useless to attempt to move this man, turned and started to run, but he intercepted her. "My queen, my bride that was to be, the golden houri! Five times five thousand rupees would not purchase a hair of your head. "I am your queen!” Hut she said it without heart. "What! Do you believe that? Hav ing passed the ordeals, you nullified the effect by running away. You will be whatever 1 choose! O, it will be le gally done. You shall go with me to the Council, and the four of us shall decide. Ah, you would not be my wife!” ‘You shall die, Durga Ram,” she re plied, "and it will be the death of a pariah dog.” “Ah! Still that spirit which I loved. Why, did I not buy you without know- j ing who you were? Are you not mine? At this very moment I could place you in my zenana and who would ever know? And soon you would not want j anyone to know.” “Are you without mercy?” “Mercy? I know not the word. But I have an ambition which surpasses all other things. My wife you shall be or worse. Hut legally, always legally!” He laughed again and swiftly caught, her in his arms. She struggled like a tigress, but without avail. He covered her face and neck with kisses, then thrust her aside. “Poor little fool! If you had whined and whimpered I should have let you go long since. But there burns within you a spirit I must conquer, and conquer I will!” Kathlyn stood panting against a pillar. Had she held a weapon in her hand she would have killed him with out compunction, as one crushes a poisonous viper. “Legally! Why, all the crimes in Hind are done under that word. It is the shibboleth of the Hritish raj. Legally! Come!” “I will not stir!”/ “Then be carried,” be replied, beck oning his servants. "No, r.o!” “Ah! Well, then, we'll ride together in the palanquin” To struggle would reward her with othing but shame and humiliation, so she bent her head to the inevitable. "Behold!” cried Umballa later, ae he entered the presence of the Coun ci 1," “behold a slave of mine!" Ha pushed Kathlyn forward. “This day » bought her for five thousand rupee*" The Council stirred nervously. “Do you not recognize her?” ex ultantly. The Council whispered to one an other. “Legally she is mine, though she -as been a queen. But by ruuniDg away she has forfeited her rights to tho law of the ordeals. Am ! not right?” The Council nodded gravely. They had not yet wholly recovered from their bewilderment. “On the other hand, her Identity must remain a secret till I have de veloped my plans,” continued UmbalL. “You are all courting a terrible re prisal,” said Kathlyn. “I beg of you to kill me at once; do not prolong my torture, my misery. I have harmed none of you, but you have grievously harmed me. One even now seeks aid of the British raj; and there are many soldiers.” The threat was ill timed. The head of the Council said to Um balla; “It would be wise to lock her up for the present. We all face a great complication.” “A very wise council," agreed Um balla, knowing that he had but to say the word to destroy them all. “And she shall have company. I would not have her lonely. Come, majesty; deign to follow your humble servant.” Umballa salaamed. Kathlyn was led to a cell in the palace prison, whose walls she had but a little while ago viewed in pass ing, and thrust Inside. A single win dow admitted a faint light. Umballa remained at the door, chuckling soft ly. Presently, her eyes becoming ac customed to the dark, Kathlyn dis covered a man chained to a pillar. The man suddenly leaned forward. “Kit, my Kit!” “Father!" She caught him to her breast in her strong young arms, crooned to him, and kissed his matted head. And they stood that way for a long time. At this very moment there appeared before the Council a wild-eyed, dis heveled young man. How he had passed the palace guard none of them knew'. “A white woman was brought into this room forcibly a few minutes ago. I demand her'. And by the God of my father 1 will cut out the heart of every one of you if you deny me! She is white; she is of my race!" “There is no white woman here, Bruce Sahib.” “You lie!” thundered the young man. Two guards came in quickly. “I say you lie! She was seen to enter here!” “The man is mad! Besides, it is sacrilege for him to enter our pres ence in this manner,” cried one of the Council. “Seize him!” A fierce struggle between the guards and Bruce followed; but his race to the city and the attendant ex citement had weakened him. He was carried away, still fighting manfully. In the meantime Umballa conclud ed that the reunion had lasted long enough. He caught Kathlyn roughly by the shoulder and pulled her away. “Behold. Colonel Sahib! Mine! 1 bought her this day in the slave mart. Legally mine! Now will you tell me where that silver basket' lies hidden, with its gold and game?” “Father, do not tell him!” warned Kathlyn. “So long as we do not tell him he does not put us out of the way! ” "Kit!” "Dad. poor dad!” “Little fool!" said Umballa. Kathlyn struggled to reach her fa ther again, but could not. Umballa folded his arms tightly about her and attempted to kiss her. This time her strength was superhuman. She freed her hands and beat him In the face, tore his garments, dragged off his turban. The struggle brought them within the, radius of the colonel's react:. The prisoner caught his en emy by the throat, laughing insanely. “Now, you black dog. die!" (TO BE CONTINUED.) REAL SPIRIT OF VACATION One Must Get Out of the Old Ruts and Secure Change of Air and Environment. Every person who plays a full part in tha keen struggle of modern life deserves a vacation. No man or wom an can keep driving at the twentieth century pace 52 weeks a year. Ih other days, when the current moved more slowly than it does now. a vaca tion respite was not so much a mat ter of necessity. The chief ends to be sought in a vacation are variety a change of air, of scene and environ ment. Here is the weakness of the vacation-at-home idea. This may give rest, but If one wants to be freshened in spirit as well as rested in body, he must get out of the old ruts alto gether. Travel is becoming an increasingly popular way of spending a vacation. Many people go to Europe just for- a trip, and if one loves the water there is nothing more refreshing than an ocean voyage. But without leaving our shores one may find all the de lights of travel amid constantly chang ing scenes. Our land is rich in choice vacation spots. Seashore, lakeside, mountain retreat, mineral spring, every state has some one or all of these attrac tions. Besides having some of the scenic wonders of the world—Niagara Falls. Yellowstone Park, Yosemlte valley, the Grand canyon of the Colorado—there is no country which can boast of scenery so grand and diversified. For those who can afford it, the automo bile. and for others, palatial river and lake steamers and the finest equipped railroads in the world, all tempt the vacationist to travel as one of the most delightful ways to spend a vaca tion.—Leslie’s. Lucid Directions. The directions that an automobilist got on Long island, when he asked a small hoy the way to Oyster Bay, are almost worthy of a place beside the famous reply that iancelot Gobbo made to his father when the old man inquired of him the way to Master Jew’s. The boy looked thoughtful, says the New York Rvening Post, and then replied: “Go straight up mere, and you 11 pass where the watermelon field was three years ago; then go on straight, and youHl pass where the corn was two years ago. Turn to your left, and turn to your right after that, and then turn to your right again, and you'll pass the place where a man was lulled by an automobile last year. If you’ll go along about a mile, you’ll come to where Mr. Jones lived before he moved over to Port Washington; then turn to your left and you’ll see Oyster Bay.” —* » To Be Determined. "What are you going to do when you get home?” ‘‘I don’t know yet,” replied Senator Sorghum. “I’ve got to wait and see whether my reception by the town folks is in the nature of an ovation or the third degree.” •ROAD* BUILDING CONSTRUCTION OF A CULVERT Consideration of Economy and Safety Demands Employment of Other Material Than Wood. By far the greater number of cul verts and bridges on our public roads have a span of less than fifty feet. In the past these structures have, in gen eral, been built of wood, but lumber so exposed in this dry climate is subject to rapid decay, writes Walter Graham in Denver Field and Farm. Conse quently these structures require a great deal of repair and frequent re newals. The ever-increasing price of lumber is making the further use of wood for this class of structures more and more indefensible. The loads which our highway structures are called upon to sustain are also increas ing. Iu many of our agricultural lo calities the movement of steam road rollers and heavy traction engines is seriously hampered because of weak bridges and culverts. Consideration of economy and safety demands the use of other materials than wood in the construction of culverts and bridges. Durability is of the greatest econo mic importance. In many sections a large proportion of the annual road levy is expended in repair and renewal of wcodeirculverts and minor bridges, and it is not unusual to find this prac tice defended on the ground that the county or district cannot afford to build the higher-priced permanent cul verts. This notion is simply a false sense of economy. True, the first cost of the permanent structure is greater, but there the outlay ends, while with wooden culverts there is a large an nual outlay for repair, as well as fre quent renewals. Anyone interested in road improvement will find it most In teresting to secure the following data for his own county or district: The number of culverts, cost of labor and material for repair and renewal each year, average life of wooden culverts and the ordinary life of wooden bridge floors. Then he could compute how long it would be before the actual present expenditure would pay for per inanent culverts. I.ater improvements in the manufac ture of iron have made this material more generally available for use in cul vert construction. A special quality of iron, very low in carbon, resists cor rosion so well as to make its use ad visable in many cases, and this is an important point for the irrigated dis tricts. The cutting away of the soil by the water at the inlet or outlet of a clay or cement pipe is often respon sible for its progressive break-down and partial exposures of this charac ter are extremely dangerous in time of freshet to any form of construction It is doubtful whether the majority of practical roadbuilders have given con sideration to the fact that by building suitable wing walls for any bridge or pipe they can very largely increase its carrying capacity. A V-shaped en trance-way so increases the velocity of thp water as to enable a given con duit to perform the work of one of much larger diameter which has an end wall at right angles to the flowr. ! BAD ROADS VERY EXPENSIVE j Value of Horses and Mules in One County In Missouri Deteriorated 3 Per Cent Annually. From the 1910 United States censu? reports it is found that the value of horses and mules in one county in Missouri was $831,0S9. The value of farm vehicles, harness and other equipment was $375,000, making a to tal of $1,206,0S9. The present roads of the county cause all animals, vehi cles and harness to deteriorate three per cent per annum faster than they would on improved roads. Three per cent of $1,206,089 is $36,182. This is only one source of loss which the county must bear every year on account of bad roads. Again, the cost per ton mile for hauling on the roads in the county is 30 cents, while the cost on good roads is only 14 cents per ton mile, thus saving 16 cents per ton mile. There are about one hundred thou sand tons hauled an average of five ] miles in the county; 75 per cent of this amount would be over improved roads provided the present bond issue carries. Seventy-five per cent of the 100,000 tons equal 75,000 tons. 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After my sister died 1 came home to Ohio to live and that has been my home for the last 18 years. “TheChange of Life came when I was 47 years old and about this time I saw my physical condition plainly described in one of your advertisements. Then I began using Lydia E. Pinkham’s Veg etable Compound and I cannot tell you or any one t^e relief it gave me in the first three months. It put me right where I need not lay off every month and during the last 18 years I have not paid out two dollars to a doctor, anc! have been blest with excellent health fora wo woman of my age and I can thank Lydia E.Pinkham’sVegetable Compound for it. ‘ ‘ Since the Change of Life is over 1 have been a maternity nurse and being wholly self-supporting I cannot over estimate the value of good health. I have now earned a comfortable little home just by sewing and nursing. I have recommended the Compound to many with good results, as it is excel lent to take before and after child birth.”—Miss Evelyn Adelia Stew art, Euphemia, Ohio. If you want special advice write to Lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Co. Iconfl dcutial) Lynn, Mass. Your letter will be opened, read and answered by a woman and held in strict coniidenee. A woman is never popular with a inan who knows less than she does Ten smiles for a nickel. Always buy Red Cross Ball Blue; bave beautiful clear white clothes. Adv. It serves a man right if he marries a suffragette and has to take in white washing to support her. Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets first, put up 40 years ago. They regulate and invigorate stomach, liver and bowels. Sugar-coated tiny granules. Adv. Overdrawn. Robinson—1 hear you fell out with the bank. Jackson—Yes; I lost my balance. Money for Christmas. Selling guaranteed wear-proof hosi ery to friends & neighbors. Big Xmas business. Wear-Proof Mills, 3200 Chestnut St., Philadelphia, Pa.—Adv. Chinese Republic. The population of the Chinsese re public is 312.400,590. Its area, 4,277,170 square miles. Its area exceeds that of the United States proper by 1,150, 3S1 square miles. Germany on North Sea. The border of Germany on the North sea, from the easternmost corner of Oldenburg to the northernmost point in Schleswig, measures some two huu dred miles. The Kaiser Wilhelm (Kiel) canal is 61 miles long and cost $4Q,000,000. The Biggest Jackknife. Larry Mount, a policeman of New Britain, Conn., has completed, after four years’ work, what is believed to be the largest jackknife in the world. It is 6 feet 7 inches long when open and 3 feet 2^ inches when closed, and the large blade is 6% inches wide. Reason for His Faith. “Bruddren and sistahs,” began Jim Dinger, the gambling man, during the revival in Ebenezer chapel, "1 rises to testify dat I has done been snatched fum de slough o’ sin and de sass-pole o’ 'nickerty whuh I has been wallerin for lo dese many days.” “Hallelooyer! Bless de Laud!” . shouted a dozen earnest voices. “Yas, bruddren and sistahs, de Law d's done made muh eyesight so po' yuh of late dat I kain't sca'cely see de spots on a cyahd. and I mought dess as well j'ine de church as to stay outside. Muh days o' usefulness is ovah, anyhow.” FOUND OUT. A Trained Nurse Discovered Its Effect. No one Is in better position to know the value of food and drink than a trained nurse. Speaking of coffee, a nurse in Pa., writes: “I used to drink strong cof fee myself, and suffered greatly from headaches and Indigestion. “While on a visit to my brothers I had a good chance to try Postum. for they drank it altogether in place of coffee. After using Postum two weeks I found I was much beneBted and Anally my headaches disappeared and also the indigestion. m “Naturally I have since used Postum among my patients, and have noticed a marked benefit where coffee has been left off and Postum used. “I observe a curious fact about Postum when used by mothers. It greatly helps the flow of milk in cases where coffee is inclined to dry it up, and where tea causes nervousness. "I find trouble in getting' servants to make Postum properly. 3ut when it is prepared according to directions on package and served hot with cream, it is certainly a delicious bev erage.” Name given by Postum Co.. Hattie Creek, Mich. Read "The Road to Wellville,” in pkgs. Postum comes in two forms: Regular Postum—must be .well boiled. 15c and 20c packages. Instant Postum—is a soluble powder A teaspoonful dissolves quickly in cup of hot water and!, with cream and sugar, made a delicious beverage in stantly. 30c and 60c tins. The cost per cup of both kinds is \ about the same. “There’s a Reason” for Postum —sold by Grocera