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• JACK LONDON . , _ " coP-yRic “-“ ”III /'J'HE STORY OF\ I 1 A MAN WHO j UN HIS OWN j nlittle world/ A BO A RD/S HIP W ASA ^L A W ^ UNTO- HIMSELF SYNOPSIS. —13— Humphrey Van Weyden, critic and dilet tante. thrown Into the water by the sink ing of a ferryboat, on coming to his senses, finds himself aboard the sealing schooner Ghost, Captain Wolf Larsen, bound to Japan waters. The captain re fuses to put Humphrey ashore and makes him cabin boy "for the good of his soul ” He begins under the cockney cook. Mug rldge, who steals his money and chases him when accused of It. Cooky is jealous of Hump and hazes him. Wolf hazes a seaman and makes it the basis for a phil osophic discussion with Hump. Wolf en tertains Mugrldge in his cabin, wins from him at cards the money he stole from Hump Cooky and Hump whet knives at each other. Hump's intimacy with Wolf Increases. Wolf sketches the story of his life, discusses the Bible, and Omar, and illustrates the instinctive love of life by choking Hump nearly to death. A car nival of brutality breaks loose in the ship and Wolf proves himself the master brute. Wolf Is knocked overboard at night, comes back aboard by the logline and wins clear in a tight in the forecastle. Hump dresses Wolf's wounds and. despite his protest, is made mate on the hell-ship. Mr. Van Weyden tries to learn his duties as mate. Wolf hazes the men who tried to kill him. Van Weyden proves by his conduct in a blow, with all hands out in the boats among the seal herd, that lie has learned “to stand on his own legs.” CHAPTER XVII—Continued. Then they were gone astern. The spritsail filled with the wind, sud denly, careening the frail open craft till it seemed it would surely capsize. A whitecap foamed above it and broke across in a snow-white smother. Then the boat emerged, half swamped, Leach flinging the water out and John son clinging to the steering-oar, his face white and anxious. Wolf Larsen laughed, at the same time beckoning them with his arm to follow. It was evidently his intention to play with them, a lesson. I took it, in lieu of a beating, though a dangerous lesson, for the frail craft stood in momentary danger of being overwhelmed. Johnson squared away promptly and ran after us. There was nothing else for him to do. Still we increased our lead, and when the boat had dropped astern sev eral miles we hove to and waited. All eyes watched it coming, even Wolf Larsen’s; but he was the only unper turbed man aboard. Louis, gazing fixedly, betrayed a trouble in his face he was not quite able to hide. The boat drew closer and closer, hurling along through the seething green like a thing alive, lifting and sending and uptossing across the huge backed breakers, or disappearing be hind them only to rush into sight again and shoot skyward. It seemed impossible that it could continue to live, yet with each dizzying sweep it did achieve the impossible. A rain squall drove past, and out of the fly ing wet the boat emerged, almost upon us. “Hard up. there!” Wolf Larsen Shouted, himself springing to the wheel and whirling it over. Again the Ghost sprang away and faced before the wind, and for two hours Johnson and Leach pursued us. We hove to and ran away, hove to and ran away, and ever r.stern the strug gling patch of sail tossed skyward and fell into the rushing valleys. It was a quarter of a mile away when a thick squall of rain veiled it from view. It never emerged. The wind blew the air clear again, but no patch of sail broke the troubled surface. I thought I saw, for an instant, the boat’s bot tom show black in a breaking crest. At the best, that was all. For John son and Leach the travail of existence had ceased. The men remained grouped amid ships. No one had gone below, and no one was speaking. Nor were any looks being exchanged. Each man seemed stunned—deeply contempla tive. as it were, and not quite sure, trying to realize just what had taken place. Wolf Larsen gave them little time for thought. He at once put the Ghost upon her course—a course which meant the seal herd and not Yokohama harbor. But the men were no longer eager as they pulled and hauled, and I heard curses amongst them, which left their lips smothered and as heavy and lifeless as were they. Not so was it with the hunters. Smoke the irrepressible related a stoiY. and they descended into the steerage, bel lowing with laughter. As I passed to leeward of the galley on my way aft, I was approached by the engineer we had rescued. His face was white, his lips were trem bling. “Good God! sir, what kind of a craft is this?” he cried. "You have eyes, you have seen,” I answered, almost brutally, what of the pain and fear at my own heart. “Your promise?” I said to Wolf Lar sen. “I was not thinking of taking them aboard when I made that promise," he answered. “And anyway, you'll agree I I’ve not laid my hands upon them." "Far from it, far from it," he laughed a moment later. I made no reply. I was incapable of speaking, my mind was too con fused. 1 must have time to think, I knew. This woman, sleeping even now in the spare cabin, was a re sponsibility which I must consider, and the only rational thought that flickered through my mind was that I must do nothing hastily if I were to be any help to her at all. CHAPTER XVIII, The remainder of the day passed uneventfully. Miss Brewster, we had learned her name from the engineer, slept on and on. At supper I request ed the hunters to lower their voices, so she was not disturbed; and it was not till next morning that she made her appearance. It had been my in tention to have hgr meals served apart, but Wolf Larsen put down his foot. Who was sire that she should be too good for cabin table and cabin society? had been his demand. Wolf Larsen had little to say at first, doing no more than reply when he was addressed. Not that he was abashed. Far from it. His was the perfect poise, the supreme confidence in self, which nothing could shake; and he was no more timid of a woman than he was of storm and battle. "And when shall we arrive at Yoko hama?" she asked, turning to him and loking him squarely in the eyes. There it was, the question flat. The jaws stopped working, the ears ceased wobbling, and though eyes remained glued on plates, each man listened greedily for the answer. "In four months, possibly three if the season closes early." Wolf Larsen said. She caught her breath, and stam mered, “I—I thought—I was given to understand that Yokohama was only a day's sail away. It—” Here she paused and looked about the table at the circle of unsympathetic faces star ing hard at the plates. “It is not right," she concluded. "That is a question you must settle with Mr. Van Weyden there,” he re plied, nodding to me with a mischie vous twinkle. "Mr. Van Weyden is | “Good God, Sir, What Kind of a Craft Is This?” ! what you may call an authority on i such things as rights. Now I, who am only a sailor, would look upon the sit i uation somewhat differently. It may | possibly be your misfortune that you | have to remain with us, but it is cer tainly our good fortune.” ”1 may be taken off by some passing vessel, perhaps,” she suggested. “There will be no passing vessels, except other sealing schooners," Wolf Larsen made answer. “I have no clothes, nothing," she ob jected. “You hardly realize, sir, that I am not a man, or that I am unaccus tomed to the vagrant, careless life which you and your men seem to lead.” “I suppose you’re like Mr. Van Wey den there, accustomed to having things done for ycu. Well. I think doing a few things yourself will hardly dislo cate any joints. By the way, what do you do for a living?” She regarded him with amazement unconcealed. "I mean no offense, believe me. Peo- | pie eat, therefore they must procure the wherewithal. These men here shoot seals in order to live; for the same reason I sail this schooner; and Mr. Van Weyden, for the present at any rate, earns his salty grub by as sisting me. Now what do you do?” She shrugged her shoulders. “At present," she said, after slight pause, “I earn about eighteen hundred dollars a year.” With one accord, all eyes left the plates and settled on her. A woman who earned eighteen hundred dollars a year was worth looking at. Wolf Larsen was undisguised in his admi ration. "Salary or piecework?” he asked. “Piecework," she answered prompt ly “Eighteen hundred," he calculated. "That's a hundred and fifty dollars a month. Well, Miss Brewster, there is nothing small about the Ghost. Consider yourself on salary during the time you remain with us.” She made no acknowledgment. She was too unused as yet to the whims of the man to accept them with equa nimity. "I forgot to inquire," he went on suavely, “as to the nature of your oc cupation. What commodities do you turn out? What tools and material do you require?” “Paper and ink,” she laughed. "And, oh! also a typewriter." "You are Maud Brewster," I said slowly and with certainty, almost as though I were charging her with a crime. Her eyes lifted curiously to mine. “How do you know?” “Aren't you?” I demanded. She acknowledged her identity with a nod. It was Wolf Larsen's turn to be puzzled. The name and its magic signified nothing to him. I was proud that it did mean something to me. and for the first time in a weary while I was convincingly conscious of a su periority over him. "I remember writing a review of a thin little volume—” I had begun carelessly, when she interrupted me. “You!” she cried. “You are—” She was now staring at me in wide eyed wonder. I nodded my identity, in turn. “Humphrey Van Weyden," she con cluded; then added with a sigh of re lief, and unaware that she had glanced that relief at Wolf Larsen. “I am so glad.” “1 remember the review,” she went on hastily, becoming aware of the awkwardness of her remark; "that too, too flattering review.” "Not at all,” I denied valiantly. “You impeach my sober judgment and make my canons of little worth. Besides, all my brother critics were with me. Didn't Lang include your 'Kiss En dured' among the four supreme son nets by women in the English lan guage?" “You are very kind, I am sure,” she murmured; and the very convention ality of her tones and words, with the host of associations it aroused of the old life on the other side of the world, gave me a quick thrill—rich with re membrance but stinging sharp with homesickness. "And you are Humphrey Van Wey den," she said, gazing back at me with equal solemnity and awe. "How un usual! I don’t understand. We sure ly are not to expect some wildly ro mantic sea story from your sober pen?" "No, I am not gathering material, I assure you,” was my answer. “I have neither aptitude nor inclination for fiction." "Tell me, why have you always buried yourself in California?" she next asked. “It has not been kind of you. We of the East have seen so very little of you—too little, indeed, of the Dean of American Letters, the Second.” I bowed to, and disclaimed, the com pliment. “I nearly met you, once, in Philadelphia, some Browning affair or other—you were to lecture, you know. My train was four hours late." And then we quite forgot where we were, leaving Wolf Larsen stranded and silent in the midst of our flood of gossip. The hunters left the table and went on deck, and still we talked. Wolf Larsen alone remained. Sudden ly I became aware of him, leaning back from the table and listening cu riously to our alien speech of a world he did not know. I broke short off in the middle of a sentence. The present, with all its perils and anxieties, rushed upon me with stunning force. It smote Miss Brewster likewise, a vague and name less terror rushing into her eyes as she regarded Wolf Larsen. He rose to his feet and laughed awk wardly. The sound of It. was metallic. “Oh, don’t mind me.’’ he said, with a self-depreciatory wave of his hand. “I don't count. Go on, go on, I pray you.” But the gates of speech were closed, and we, too, rose from the table and laughed awkwardly. CHAPTER XIX. The chagrin Wolf Larsen felt from being ignored by Maud Brewster and me in the conversation at table had to express itself in some fashion, and it fell to Thomas Mugridge to be the victim. He had not mended his ways nor liis shirt, though the latter he con tended he had changed. The garment itself did not bear out the assertion, nor did the accumulations of grease on stove and pot and pan attest a gen eral cleanliness. “I’ve given you warning. Cooky,” Wolf Larsen said, “and now you’ve got to take your medicine.” Mugridge’s face turned white under its sooty veneer, and when Wolf Lar sen called for a rope and a couple of men, the miserable cockney fled wild ly out of the galley and dodged and » i■ ~—JWT JJPU. — *--— - ■'■'WVt'. -1 He Was Carried Aft and Flung Into the Sea. ducked about the deck with the grin ning crew in pursuit. Few things could have been more to their liking than to give him a tow over the side, for to the forecastle he had sent messes and concoctions of the vilest order. As usual, the watches below and the hunters turned out for what promised sport. Mugridge exhibited a nimble ness and speed we did not dream he possessed. Straight aft he raced, to the poop and along the poop to the stern. So great was his speed that as he curved past the corner of the cabin he slipped and fell. Nilson was standing at the wheel, and the cock ney’s hurtling body struck his legs. Both went down together, but Mugridge alone arose. By some freak of pres sures, his frail body had snapped the strong man's leg like a pipestem. Parsons took the wheel, and the pursuit continued. Round and round the decks they went, Mugridge sick with fear, the sailors hallooing and shouting directions to one another, and the hunters bellowing encourage ment and laughter. Mugridge went down on the fore-hatch under three men; he emerged from the mass, bleeding at the mouth. • The battle was over, and Wolf Lar sen rove a bowline in a piece of rope and slipped it under his shoulders. Then he wa3 carried aft and flung into the sea. Forty, fifty, sixty feet of line ran out, when Wolf Larsen cried “Belay!” Oofty-Oofty took a turn on a bitt, the rope tautened, and the Ghost, lunging onward, jerked the cook to the surface. 1 had forgotten the existence of Maud Brewster, and I remembered her with a start as she stepped lightly beside me. It was her first time on deck since she had come aboard. A dead silence greeted her appearance. Her eyes lighted on Oofty-Oofty, im mediately before her, his body in stinct with alertness and grace as he held the turn of the rope. “Are you fishing?” she asked him. He made no reply. His eyes, fixed intently on the sea astern, suddenly flashed. “Shark ho, sir!” he cried. “Heave In! Lively! All hands tail on!” Wolf Larsen shouted, springing himself to the rope in advance of the quickest. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Kind Words. Belle—1 think the short skirts are bo becoming to most girls, and that’s why I like them. Nell—That's real noble of your dear, with your feet, too. CAN GROW BULBS IN ROOMS Prepared Fiber Enables Flat Dwellers to Have Choice Flowers at Their Pleasure. Lovers of flowers who live in flats, apartment or uptown houses where there are no yards for bulb planting, can have their plants in their rooms. The wizards of the flower world have discovered that the rarest bulbs, as well as the common ones, grow their best in prepared fiber. This is fer tilized and is cheap. Bulbs can be planted in this fiber in vases and bowls. The fiber is dampened from time to time and nature does the rest. In the last 25 years bulbs have never been as cheap as they now are, nor £as the American market been sup plied with a better quality than can be bought this season, the Memphis Commercial-Appeal observes. Holland, the greatest bulb produc ing country of the world, is a neu tral nation, but the countries engaged in war have no time'to think of flow ort. in yearj of peace England, France and Germany were great patrons or the bulb market. They had the first choice of the select bulbs. Today these markets practically are closed. The Holland bulb growers look to this country to U;y their output and for this reason are on'wing the choicest bulbs at prices so cheap that bulb planting is placed in easy reach of nearly every person. It is to the thoughtful lover of flow ers of the early spring that the pres ent cheapness of bulbs will appeal. Once planted in the open air, the bulbs will bloom patiently for years and years. They never die naturally, and will yield their fragrant harvest each spring. English Coroners. The office of the English coroner is one of the oldest recognized by the common law, having been mentioned as “coronator" in the rule of King Athelstane, in the tenth century; but his duties no longer include inquests into the death of "royal fish,” such as the whale and the sturgeon, that func tion having been repealed by the coro ner's act of 1887 WOMAN LOOSE IN ARGUMENT It Is Difficult for Her to Concentrate on Central Idea, According to Writer. The woman, as a rule, finds It diffi cult to retain a grasp upon a central idea, to clear away the side issues which obscure it. She can seldom carry an idea to its logical conclusion, passing from term to term; some where there is a solution of continuity. W. L. George writes in the Atlantic. For this reason arguments with wom en, which have begun with the latest musical play, easily pass on from its alleged artistic merit to its costumes, their scantiness, their undesirable scantiness, the need for inspection, in spectors of theaters, and, little by little, other inspectors until one gets to. mining inspectors and possibly to mining in general. The reader will observe that these ideas are fairly well linked. All that happens is that the woman, tiring of the central argument, has pursued each side issue as it offered itself. This comes from a lack of concentration i which indisposes a woman to pene trate deeply into a subject; she is not used to concentration, she does not like it. It might lead her to dis agreeable discoveries. Feared Burial Alive. To be buried alive was the greatest fear of a doctor who died recently at Kidderminster, England. It was found i that he had instructed his trustees j that his remains should be cremated 1 five days after his death, but unless he di§d of some disease which necessi tated it, his body should not be in closed in a coffin during this period, and if so, he desired the trustees to personally ascertain that^life was ex tinct, "my chief dread being lest by accident I may be cremated or other wise disposed of while I am still alive," and he directed his trustees to carry out his wishes concerning his cremation and burial as contained in a ; sealed letter given to them respec tively in his lifetime. Humming Bird Real Midget. A humming bird, when stripped ot its feathers, Is no larger than a boa [ methods of feeding swine for market] I r—" 1 ■■■1 ■ ■■ ■ ■■ ' — ■■■ —.— — Berkshire Sow. (Prepared by the United States Depart ment of Agriculture.) There are three general methods of producing hogs for market: Dry-lot feeding; feeding on pasture and for age crops; and feeding on dairy by products. By dry-lot feeding is meant feeding in confined pens; forage crops include alfalfa, Bermuda grass, blue grass, etc., and the crops which require to be planted each year; and dairy by-products are skim milk, whey I and buttermilk. A ration for a young, growing ani mal requires a larger percentage of protein than one for fattening or for mature animals. As the shote increases in age and size the protein may be gradually cut down until the stand ard for a fattening hog is reached. Forage crops have been used more economically as a source of protein than purchased feeds and have the ad vantage of supplying it in a palatable, succulent form. Alfalfa probably fur nishes the cheapest and best ferage for swine when it can be grown. Even during winter alfalfa hay can be fed in racks and with ear corn furnishes a well-balanced feed for almost all kinds of hogs. Clover, cowpeas, soy beans, pea nuts, rape, rye, oats, wheat, votch and Canada field peas are all valuable forage crops for swine of any age. The proper grain ration to feed with them consists of such feeds as corn, barley, etc., with the legumes, and with the nonlegume plants the use of a small percentage of tankage and oil meal will be found advisable. The amount to feed will depend on the rate of gain desired. If rapid gains are sought, a full ration of grain should be used, but if economy is more desirable smaller proportions of grain will be better, while if it is only desired to carry the pig crop over a period of low prices they can be kept on a minimum grain ration. It is best, however, to keep them growing, and to do this a small amount of grain, two or three per cent Pigs at Wearing Time on Cowpeas. of live weight, will be found most sat isfactory. Dry-lot rations that will give satis factory returns are not easily obtain able. Corn is most often used as a basis of the ration. Mill feeds, ship stuff, bran, etc., with some protein feed, as alfalfa, tankage, oil meal, soy beans, or cowpeas, should be used to balance the ration. Where milk is available, it can be used to advan tage, as noted before. It is best to feed a full ration, or what the pigs will clean up in a reasonably short time when in a dry lot. For a pig weighing 15 to 50 pounds li\'e weight a full ration for one day would be about six pounds of grain per 100 pounds weight, and for the larger pigs the ration will continue to grow small er in proportion to weight until the 300 to 350-pound pig will only consume a daily ration equal to about 2.4 per cent of his weight. For feeding on native pasture a smaller percentage of protein is need ed than in the dry lot, but some high protein feed is still needed. Pasture feeding is better than dry-lot feeding under most conditions, because it in duces exercise and gives succulence to the ration, causing the animals to keep in better health in this way. Blue-grass pasture is used extensively and is usually considered economical by the farmer. During the early sea son it is a valuable feed, and if some forage is provided when the blue grass dries up it can be made to pro duce gains at a very low cost. Alineral matter should be supplied the herd in the form of hardwood ashes, lime, finely ground rock phos phate, charcoal and salt. These min erals are oi value to the hog in keep ing up his health and general vigor of constitution. They are needed to build the framework of the body and i to devoiop young animals. The suck | ling sow, young pigs. shote3, and the j herd boar each profit from eating these substances. A good mixture to keep before the hogs at all times is one composed of: Charcoal, one bushel; hardwood ashes, one bushel; salt, eight pounds; air-slaked lime, eight pounds; sub phur, 4 pounds; pulverized copperas, two pounds. Mix the lime, salt and sulphur thor oughly, and then mix with the char | coal and ashes. Dissolve the copperas | in two parts of hot water and sprinkle 1 over the w'hole mass, mixing thorough ly. Keep some of this mixture in a ! box before 'the hogs at all times. MOST OF FALLACIES REGARDING ANIMALS Prevention and Treatment of Dis eases Bound to Result in Failure—Cases Cited. (By E. R. HABNER, Idaho Experiment Station.) There is no doubt that the more complete our knowledge of the cause of a disease the more perfect will be our means of prevention and the more rational our treatment of the same. The reverse is equally true. If our knowledge is based on a fallacy, our prevention and treatment is bound to result in a failure. Most of the fallacies regarding ani mals and their diseases have been handed down from one generation to another, and the most of them haven’t the least ground for existence. The following ones belong to this class: 1. That there are certain signs of the zodiac during which castration of animals is highly unsafe. 2. That there is a drug or combina tion of drugs which is specific for a certain disease, regardless of its form, intensity or complications. 3. That we can cure systemic dis eases by such magical treatment as pouring water or other fluids into the ear. 4. That medicines to be effective must have a noxious odor, taste or origin. 5. That we have such diseases as “hollow horn,” “lost cud” and “wolf in the tail.” 6. That animal life from its origin to death is in great part influenced by mysteries. REASONS HOGS DIE FROM VACCINATION Much Loss Caused by Treating Pigs With Impotent Serum and by Careless Methods. (By DR. C. C. LIPP, South Dakota Ex periment Station.) Losses are caused often by using im potent serum, or serum not properly tested. Giving too small doses, even of good serum. Underestimating weights; making doses too small. Vaccinating sick pigs already infect ed with cholera and which may not vis ibly show sickness. Careless methods. Vaccinating dirty pigs. Unclean quarters after vaccina tion. Failure to disinfect instruments. Failure to disinfect skin at site of vac cination. Exposure of serum to dirt. Storing serum in warm place. Pour ing serum in unsterilized vessel. CLOVER BETTER FOR WINTER NURSE CROP Late Pasturing and Cutting Are Especially Dangerous—Give Crowns Protection. A thin seeding of grain is the best insurance of a good stand of clover. A half bushel or three pecks of grain as a nurse crop will protect the young clover plants, and at the same time give them room to grow. Winter killing is often brought about by not allowing the clover to make a good growth in the fall. If the farmer cuts his clover late or pastures it down so that it goes into the winter without good protection to the crowns, he often finds much of it dead in the spring. Late pasturing and late cut ting are especially dangerous to the clover field. _ Preparation for Garden. A hea'py coat of barnyard manure or a liberal dressing of hen manuro makes a good preparation for the gar den. Plow this under early in the spring and get the land into a tine state of tilth before seeds are put in. Arrange to Diversify. Arrange to diversify your crops, to fertilize and build up your soil and to run as many factories as possible by marketing your produce through I live stock. Bottle-Washing Machine. A Wisconsin test of milk-bottle washing machinery shows that hand washing breaks nearly four times as many as machine washing. Where 500 bottles a day are washed tho sav ing. according to this tost, would be $120 a year, which represents a good return ou the Investment. •* Saves Time and Fertility. Hauling the manuro direct to the Held, whenever possible, saves time and labor, as well us fertility. SOME WESTERN CANADA DIN R PORTS In its Issue of February 24th. 1916, the Wadena (Minn.) Pioneer Journal _has the following Oats I letter from West 115 Bushels | ern Canada written Per Acre. j by Walter Gloedeu, *-.. .i who is renewing his subscription to his home paper; “The times we are having up here are very good in spite o? the war. I have had very good crops this fall and we are having very good markets for it ail. Wheat went from 30 to 60 bu. to the acre, oats from 50 to 100 bu. to the acre. I had an 18-acre field of oals which yielded me 115 bu. per acre by machine measure, so I think this is a pretty prosperous country. I have purchased another quarter sec tion, which makes me now the owner of three-quarters of a section of land. The weather was vers- nice this fall up to Christmas, then we hr.d quite severe weather, but at the present time it is very nice again.” “I lived many years in Alberta: filed a homestead in the Edmonton district; own property in One of the several parts of Al Best Countries berta. I found it I Ever Saw. one of the best -—- countries I ever saw; its hanking system is better than that of the United States; one quarter section I own, with about $4,000.00 worth of improvements, pays $18.00 a year taxes. All tax is on the land: im plements and personals are not taxed. I was secretary-treasurer of Aspelund school district for two years. My du ties were to assess all the land in the district, collect the tax, expend it ($1, 000.00 a year), hire a teacher, etc., for the sum of $25.00 a year. Some econ omy. eh! “All school and road taxes are ex pended in the districts where they are collected. There are no other taxes. Land titles are guaranteed by the gov ernment and an abstract costs fifty cents. Half of the population of Al berta are Americans or'from Eastern Canada. (Sgd.) WILL TRUCKEN JUILLER.” Advertisement. Lost Attraction. He—You used to say there was something about me you liked. She—Yes; hut you've spent it all now. DON'T LOSE HOPE IN KIDNEY TROUBLE I was troubled with what the doctor said was Kidney and Bladder trouble and after trying several doctors, gave up ail hopes of ever being well again, until a friend of mine told me about I>r. Kilmer’s Swamp-Root. Before I had finished ths first bottle I got relief; and after taking six bottles was completely restored to health. £ say to one and all that Swamp Root is a wonderful medicine. Very trulv yours, MRS. MART1LE VANDERBECK. 409 Johnson St. Moberlv, Mo. Personally appeared before me this 4th day of February, 1914, Mrs. Mart lie Vanderbeck. who subscribed the above statement and made oath that the same is true in substance and in fact. O. 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