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- - fi ? IV -si LV I The General Demand of tho Woll-Informt-tl of the World' has always been for a simple, pleasant unci efficient liquid laxatlvo remedy of known value; a hxatlvo which physicians could auction for family uso becauso its com poncnt parts aro known to them to bo wholesome and truly beneficial In effect, acceptable- to tho system nnd gentle, yet prompt, in action. In supplying that demund with ito ex cellent combination of Syrup of Figi and Elixir of Senna, the California Fig Syrup Co. proceeds along ethical lines and relics on tho merits of the laxative for its remark able BUCCCSe. That is ono of many reasons why Byrup of Figs and Elixir of Senna is given the preforenco by the Well-Informed. To get its beneficial effects always buy tho genuine manufactured by tho Cali fornia Fig Syrup Co., only, and for call by all leading druggists. Trice fifty cent! per bottle. TOO MUCH FOR YANKEE. English Munchausen Had Shade tho Better of Fellow Romancer. Tho Capo Cod man and tho Lon donor were traveling on tho samo train together from Liverpool to tho capital. "Ye8," said tho Ynnkco, "wo do have consld'rablo log out our wny. I've seen It so thick that tho land ladies of our Bummer boardln' houses could ladle It out nnd uso It Instoad o whipped egg for tho heavy part of tho floatln' island." "Wo 'avo 'em, too, In London," said his traveling companion, "but our climate Is too dirty to pormlt of our eatfn' It Wo burn bo much soft coal, you eoc, tho fog gets packed full of soot. Tho only thing wo really can do with it Ib to cut It up Into blocks and uso It Instead of poat when wo want a quick fire." And tho Yankee took out tho llttlo American flag ho wore In his button nolo and put It away In hla wallet Judge. FOR THE LADY OR THE AUTO. Expressman I don't know whether this comes hero. Tho addross Is In distinct Housemaid I guess It's nil right. It's either a new tiro for tho auto, or a new hat for tho missus! Uncle Zeb's Preference. Undo Zcbidon was on a visit to his nephew In tho big city nnd the two had gono to a restaurant for dlnnor. They had given their order and wore watting for It to bo filled when the younger man, who had boon glancing at a paper that lay on tho table, said: said: "By the way, uncle, did you over have cerebrospinal meningitis?" "No," replied Uncle Zcbulon, after a few moments' mental struggle with tho question, "and I don't want any. I'd ruthcr havo fried liver and bacon any day." Poor Old Bird. Pop (looking up from tho paper) I see there's a new baby hippopotamus at the zoo. What are you laughing at, Johnnlo? i Johnnlo (who la almost as bright as he looks) I was Jub' laughln to think of tho stork carryln a hlpperpot amusl Exchange EAGER TO WORK Health Regained by Right Food. Tho average healthy man or woman Is usually eager to bo busy at sumo useful task or employment. But let dyspepsia! or Indigestion got hold of one, and all omlcavor becomes a burden. "A year ago, after recovering from an operation," .writes a Mich, lady, "my stomach and norves bogan to glvo me much trouble. "At tlmcB my appotito was vora cious, but when Indulged, Indigestion followed. Othortlmoslhad no appetlto whatever. Tho food I took did not nourish me, and I grow weaker than ever. "I lost Interest In everything, and wanted to bo alono. I had always had good norves, but now tho merest trifle would upset mo uud bring on a vio lent headache. Walking across the room was an effort and proscribed ex orclBO was out of tho question. "I had seen Ornpe-Nuts advertised, but did not believe whnt I read, at tho time. At last when It seemed as If I woro literally starving, I began to eat Grape-Nuts. "I hod not been ablo to work for a yenr, but now nfter two monthH on Grape-Nuts I am engor to bo at work ngnln. My stomach gives mo no trou ble now, my norves nro steady as ever, and Interest In llfo and ambition havo came back with tho return to health." "Thero'a a Reason." Numo given by Postum Co,, Bnttlo Crcok, Mich. Read "Tho Road to Well- vlllo," In pkgs. Ever rend Hie nbovo IcHrrT new one nppcnrM from time to time. Tliey re KniMlur, true, and full cf fauuius Interest. graaneaMefeMRacBMHansEssnararare tMlt.PlEfcATT. Jj LJ-Ii3IS: SYNOPSIS. Mr. Solomon Prntt bepnn comical nur ratlon of Btoiy, Introducing wull-tn-do Nntlmn Seuddcr of Ills town, and Kdwnnl Van Hrunt nmt Martin Hartley, two rich Now Yorhors sccltlnc rcit. ncraiiBi ot latter pair's lavloh expenditure of money. Pratt's llrnt Impression was connected with lunatics. CHAPTER I. Continued. Wo cut across Sears' meadow, and tho frogs was beginning to squeal nnd tho crickets to chirp. To mo them early summer noises nro ns cheerful and restful as a tcakcttlo flinging or n cat purring. But, nil tit once. Hart ley, tho sick one, stopped nnd hold up hlB hand. "Heavens, Van!" ho nays. "It sounds llko the ticker," nnd ho oald It so prnyorful and sad. Van Brunt shook his head. "Don't It?" nays he. "I can boo tho tapo run ning off that treo. 'Green Applos Pre- forrod, 10G bid and 8 asked.' Ib thero no cscnpo?" he says. I loft 'cm on the hill by tho Bnptlbl burying ground. 1 watched 'em walk- lng down tho road big and straight and handsome, nnd I pitied 'em from tho bottom of my heart. "Sol Pratt," eays I to myself, "hero's a'losson for you. You'ro old and home ly and your bank account Is nothing, minus a good deal, divided by naught; but don't yod never complain again. S'poso you was good-looking and rich, but out of your head, llko them two poor young chap3. Dear! dear!" And I thought about 'cm and pitied om all that evening, whllo I was fry ing my herrings for supper. I hope I'll get credit somowherea for nil thai Pity- CHAPTER It. The Man. I see 'om pretty often during tho noxt week. They used to loaf down to tho landing of a morning, smoking cigars, and with tholr handB tn tholr pockots. Crazy or not, thoro was a something about 'em that kind of got me; I own up I begun to like 'em, In spite of their tophamper being out ot gear. As a general run I don't hanker tor tho average city boarder. Ho runs too much to yachting clothes and patronizing. Nolthcr tho clothes nor the airs sot well; kind of look like thoy was second-hand and made over for him by tho folks at homo. Whon one of that kind Is out sailing with me and begins to lord it and show off nforo the girls tho Dora Bassett Is protty apt to ship somo Bpray over tho bow. A couplo of gallons of salt water sliced oft a wavo top and poured down tho nock ot ono of them fellers Is the best reducer I know of; shrinks his Importance llko ''twas a flannel shirt. But Nate Scudder's private patients wa'n't that kind. Not that they wa'n't dressed. Land sakos! I don't s'poso thoy woro tho samo vests two days running. But they looked llko they was used to their clothes, not as If they'd Just been Introduced and didn't foel to homo In 'em. And they dtdn't patronize nono to speak of; called me "Skipper" and "Sol" Just as soclablo aa could bo. And as for tho girls, they never looked twice At any of the hotel ones. Them two skittish females that I took over to Trumet usod to get In tholr way and beg pardon and giggle, hoisting flirtation signals, so to speak, but Van Brunt nnd Hartley wouldn't oven como up Into tho wind; just kept on their courso llko thoy was carrying tho mall. 'Twos thoso two females that flrst named 'era "Tho Heavenly Twins;" 'twas shortened lator to "The Heavenlles." Every time I took tho Hoavenlles on a crulso tho moro certain I was that thoy wero loons harmless and good natured, of course, but loons just tho samo. Most generally thoy carried a book along with 'em and road It out loud to each other. They'd read n spell and thou Btop and -broalc out with: "By Jovo! that's bo. Ho'a right, Isn't he?" You'd think that book was a human almost, the way thoy went on about It I've hoard a minister do tho oamo way over tho Scriptures; but this wa'n't tho Bible; tho namo of It was "Tho Natural Llfo." I borrowed I once to look at, but 'twas all foolish ness to me; tolling about monoy being a cuss, and such rot. I've boon cussca considerable sence I first went to sea, but not by money no, sir! But Van Brunt would read throo or four fathom ot rubbish out of "Tho Natural," and then heave to and say: "Odd wo didn't think of that nforo, Martin. It doesn't count for much, doos lt7 Well, wo'ro through with It now, thank God! Look at that sun set Havo a smoke, skipper,?" And then he'd pass over a cigar that had cost as much as ton cusses a box, tt I'm any judgo of tobacco. Ono night, just as wo woro coming Into port, Van says to me: "Sol," ho says. "Wo may want you and tho boat tomorrow. My man'll lot you know In tho morning. Mean whllo just dodgo tho nautical bunch at tho hotel, will you?" I was n good deal shook up. I'd al most forgot that keopor. "Mau?" says I. "Oh, yoa, yes! I see. la ho horo now?" "No; coming tonight, I believe. By- cJTosepl C. ILitucoln Aoinou of "Cap"n Cm" 'Partmrs ofthcTiDC CcfrfiiCNr t30i A 6 Bursts aie CcTAWJ t t tuLusrRxrioN& mtT.D.Ncixaj. ."-t by. Just consider yourself engaged till you hoar from us." They walked off nnd loft mo think ing. Thinks I: "U'b a fair bet that that keeper don't let you two go boat ing by yourselves ngnln." So tho next day ubout half-past nine, whon I'd Just about decided to lot Bomo of tho boarders huvo the Dora IJjssctt, I looked up from my fish lines nnd horo wna a feller coming down tho wharf. Ho was u kind of nn cxblhlt for Wellmouth, ns you might oay. Least wnys ho waB bran-no w for mo. Six foot two over nil, I Bhould Judgo, and nbout two foot In tho beam. Cnst n shadow llko n rako hamllo. Dressed up and precise, and prim ns n Sunday school Btipcrlntcndcnt Ho looked sort of gospelly, too, with Ms smooth upper lip nnd turned-down mouth, and llttlo-two-for-nccnt Bldo whlskorB at half mast on his cheeks. But his eyes was fishy. Thinks I: "No slr-co! I don't want to subscrlbo to no Tcmpcrnnco Advocnte, nor buy 'Tho Llfo of Moses nml Mm Tun nnmm-indmnntn.' nnr I d,t wnnt to havo my tlntypo took ,,,,-,.. neither.1 Ho stook Btlll by tho ntrlngploco of tho wharf nnd looked mo over, kind of grand but well-meaning, samo aB tho prlnco of Wales might look at u hoptoad. '"Ello," saya he. "Hello, yourself," says I, keeping on with my woi. "Mr. Edward 'as ordered the boat for alf past' 11, uo says. "I want to know," says I. "How'll ho havo It fried?" "Beg pardon?" says ho. "You'ro welcome," Bays I. I can stand being patronized, sometimes, If I'm paid for it, but I dtdn't sco this "If They Ain't Crazy, What Made 'Em critter developing no cash symptoms. "My good man," ho Bays; "you don't understand me. I said that Mr. Ed ward 'ad ordered tho boat for 'alf past 11." "I know you did. And I askod It ho'd have It fried." He Boemod to bo turning this over In hla mtnd. And with ovory turn ho got more muddled. I'd concluded by this ttmo that ho wa'n't a book agent Whnt he was though I couldn't mako out nor I didn't much caro. Ho riled mo. this toiler did. "Look 'oro," says he, after a minute. "Is your noTno Pratt?" , "Yup," I Bays. "On Thursdays It is." "Thursdays?" says ho. "Thursdays? What what ts It on Fridays?" "Mister Pratt," says I, protty aver- ago brisk. Ho seemed to bo moro muddled than ever. Ho lookou back towards the hotol and then at mo again. I had a notion he was going to sing out for help. "My man," ho saya, ngalu. "My man " "Humph!" I Interrupted. "Well, If I'm your man whose man aro you?" And, by tlmo! ho seomod to under stand that! "I'm Mr. Edward Van Brunt'a man," says ho, "and Mr. Ed ward 'aa ordered tho boat for 'alf " And then 1 begun to understand or thought I did. 'Twas tho keeper. Woll, tn some wnys ho looked his Job. "0 oh!" says I. "All right. Yos, yes. I heard you was coming, Mr. Mr." '"Oppor," says ho; "James 'Oppor." "Proud to know you, Mr. Oppor," says I, which was a Uo, I'm afraid. "Not Hopper." ho saya. "Oppor." H VwTL-1 V! rL zSttZSs l v P "Sure! Oppcr'a what I Bald," p.ijb 1. Ho got red In tho faco. '"Oppcr." lit says. "Hnltch o-p-p-o-r." "Oh, Hopper!" I Bays. "Of courso. 'Oppor," ho Bays. I felt as If I'd been sailing a race and hud nrndo n lap and got buck tc tho starting buoy. "All right," Bnys I. "What's an H or two betweon friends? How's youi pntlents, Mr. Oppor Hopper?" "LooV 'etc, my flno feller," ho says. "You'ro too fresh. For n 'n-penny I'd como down und put n 'oad on you." And right thon I glvo up tho Idea that ho was a retired parsou. Parsons don't talk llko that "You would?" Bays I. "Well, you go on putting "ends' on tho poor lunatics you havo to tnko caro of and don'l try nny of your asylum games will mo. 'Twould bo bafer for you ant! wouldn't lntorforo with my work What do you want?" "I'm Mr. Edward Van Brunt's vallj " ho says '"to man-eorvnnt; and c 'as ordcrod you to " "His mnn-Bcrvnut!" I sung out, set ting up Htralght. "Of course. Didn't I Bays bo? HIb vally; nn " Well, I'd inrtdo a mistake, 1 Judged. If ho wns a servant ho couldn't bo thu keeper. I cn'lated 'twas best tc bo a llttlo moro Boclablo. HcbIiIob, 1 waB curious, "Humph 1" snyo I. "I guess I'd ought to bog your pardon, Mr. Oppor " "Oppcr!" ho fairly hollered It. "All right Never mind. Como on aboard nnd let's talk It over." So aboard ho como, making a land lubber's Job of It, and como to anchor on the bench In tho cockpit, sotting up as stiff nnd straight ns If he'd swal lowed a innrlln-splko. Then wo com monccd to talk, me dropping n ques tion ovory onco In awhllo, and him dropping h's llko ho was foedlng 'em to tho hens. "What kind of a servant did you Buy you was?" says I, breaking tho Ice. "A vally, Mr. Edward's vally." "VaUy, hoy?" BayB I. "Vally! Hum! I want to know!" I guess ho see I was out of Bound tngs, bo ho condescends to do some spoiling for me. "V-a-1-o-t," Bays he. "Vally." "Oh!" says I. "A vallet Yes, ycB; I 800." I know what a vallet was I'd read about 'em In tho papers but this fel Come to Live at Nate 8cudder's7" ler's calling It a "vnlly" put mo oft tho courso. Ho was nothing but a for eigner, though, bo I mndo allowances. I glvo htm a cigar that I bought at tho grocory storo on tho way down, and wo lit up. Then he commenced to tell nbout himself and how he used to work for a lord onco ovor In England. According to his tell Englnnd waB next door to Pnradlso and tho United States a llttlo worso than the other placo. "Gawd forsaken" was tho host word ho had for Yankcoland. "I suppose you'll quit when the keopor comes," saya I. "Keopor?" says ho. "W'at koopor?" "Why, tho feller from tho asylum. How long has your boss nnd his mess mate boon crazy?" I asks. "Crazy?" ho BayB. "Crazy? W'at do you mean?" "Look here," says I. "You toll me straight. Ain't Vun Brunt and Hartley out of tholr heads?" "Out of tholr 'eads? 'Eavcns, no!" Ho was bo upaot that ho couldn't hard ly speak for a minute. Thon ho com menced to tell about tho Heavenlles, and 'twa'n't long afore I begun to seo that 'twas Nate Scuddor and mo that needed a keopor; wo was tho biggest loons In the crowd. Booms that tho Twins was rich Now Yorkers tho richest and high tonedest kind. Both of 'em had monoy by tho bucket and moro being left to 'cm whllo you wait. They lived on Bomo avenue with a number to It, and thoy done business In tho "Street," meaning that they dickered In bond3 and such things, I Gathered. Also I gathored they didn't havo to work overtime. "But, It thoy ain't crazy what made 'era como down horo to llc," cays I, "at NnU Sctiddrr'H?" Woll, that was n kind of poser, oven for Mr Junit'H Oppcr Hopper Know-It-All. Ho commtmecd to toll nbout so ciety nnd pink loan guess 'twas pink; might hao boon sky -blue though and incea nnd opera partlus uid stocks, nnd "strenuous llfo" nud tho lnnd knows what. It seemed tn jlmmor down Ilnnlly to that book "Tho Vatura1 Life." Seems thero wus n kind of crazo around Now York uud tho cities, htlrred up by that hook, to S50t clear of luxury nnd comfort nnd 3001I times nnd bo on, uud got to ilvlng llko poor rolkB. Living tho "Natural Life," tho vnlot cnlled It "So?" snys I, thinking of how I had to scratch to keep body nnd soul togothor. "I've boon right In stylo all my days nnd didn't know It Hum! solng crnnborrylng and fishing and clamming nnd taking gangs of summer folks nut on seasick parties ta tho proper thing, hey? And jour boss nnd his chum want to llvo slmplo?" Yos, ho said they wanted to llvo real simple. "Woll," Bnys I, "If Huldy Ann Scud dor cooks for 'em that's tho way they'll llvo." Ho went on with another rlgmarolo nbout how the Heavenlles had lived In Now York. Cutting out ovorythlng about himbclf and that British lord which was twothlrdB of tho yarn thero was somo stuff nbout ft girl named Pago that Interested mo. Seems alio was tho real thing In society, too. Had money nnd good looks and flno clothes all tho Htronuous nulsancos. And sho was engaged to Ilnrtloy once, but thoy hnd u row or something and broko It oft. And now sho was on gaged to Van Brunt "But, boo here," I Bays, puzzled. "If sho's engaged to Vnn why ain't ho to homo couiilng her Instead of dissipat ing on baked beanB and thin foathor beds over to Scutldor's? Why nln't ho to homo In Now York getting ready to bo married?" Woll, tho marriage, so James said, waB to bo arranged lator. Near ns 1 could find out Van and this Agnes Pngo had mighty llttlo to do with tho marrying. 'Twits tholr folks that waB llxlng that up. Agnes hersolf had gono to Europo with hot ma. Whon aho was to homo sho was great on charity. Sho dono settlement work, whatever Unit Is, and her ono Idea In llfo was to feed lco cream to children that hankered for ilahballs nnd brown broad. This wa'n't exactly the way Lord JamcB glvo It out but 'twas about tho scnBO ot It "Yes, ycB," BayB I. "But how does Hartley like chumming around with tho follor that's going to marry his old girl?" It uppearod that that was nil right. Hartley and Vnn waB chums; loved each othor llko brothers or better. Llttlo thing llko a girl or two didn't count. Hartloy was kind ot usod up and bluo and down on his luck and suffering from tho Natural Llfo dls easo;ho wanted to cnt for simplicity and Naturtf. So Von, havtn' a touch of tho Natural himself, como along to keop him company. "But this Pago girl?" Bays I. "How doos Bho feel on the Natural Life ques tion?" "Ob, sho believes In It too," says his lordBhlf). "Only she's moro Inter ested In 'or charity and 'elplng tho poor nnd hcducatlng 'em," says ho. I fotched a long breath. "Woll, Mr. Oppor Hoppor, I moan" I says, "you can say what you want to, but I'll still hang on to my first notion. I think tho wholo crow is Btark, raving crazy." I'd noticed that ho hadn't been pull ing at my cigar much a good five cent Blueboll cigar 'twas, too. Now ho put It down, kind of llko 'twas loadod. "My good toller," ho eays. "Would you mind tf I tried ono ot mo own woods? 'Ave one yourself," says ho. I took tho ctgar ho handed me. It was ono of Van Brunt's particular brand. "Humph 1" thinks I, "your bosses may bo simpletons for tho lovo of It, Brothor James, but not you. No, Blr-ool You'ro In It for tho value of tho man ifest" In another hnlf hour or so tho Heavenly Twins showed up alongside. And then 'twould havo dono you good to boo that valet's back got limber. Ho bowed and scrapod nnd "Sirred" till you couldn't rest Thoy spoko to him llko ho was a dog and ho skipped around with his tall botweon bis logs llko ho was one a yellow ono, nt that. When we'd passed tho point out comoa that evorlastlng book nnd tho Twins got at It "Van," says Martin Hartloy, sotting up and taking notice; "tho Natural Llfo for mine. I envy tho lucky dovlls who've had It all their lives." 'Twa'n't nono ot my affairs, but I Bhoved my oar In horo couldn't help It "You follors ain't getting tho real article not yet," sayB I. "Thero's a hotel ovor back of tho village whoro tho boarders got tho glnulno Blmplo llfo no frills Included," I says. They was Interested right off. "Where's that, skipper?" Bays Van Brunt. "What's Its name?" "Woll," says I, "folks round hero call It tho poorhouso." Thon they both laughod. Good nlco fellers, as I said afore, oven If they was crazy. (TO BR CONTINUED.) Wise Answer. Llttlo Mnurlco hnd smashed a plate, "You naughty llttlo boy," scolded his mother, "when will you learn to bo moro caroful. Yesterday tho but ter dish nnd to-day a plato. What will you break tomorrow?" "I don't know yet, mother," said tat child. Laundry work nt 'omo would b aiuch moro sntlflfnctory If tho right Starch were used. In order to got tha dcotred sttfTnesH, it Is usually noces nnry to uso so much stnrch that tho beauty and fineness of tho fabric Ib hidden behind u pinto of vurylng thickness, which nut only destroys tho nppenrnnce, but also nffpeta tho woar lng quality of tho goods. This trou bio can bo entirely overcome by using Doflnnco Stnich, ns It cun bo applied much moro thinly beeauno of Its groat rr strength than other makes. His Opinion. "Do "race has got tor rlso nn' nhlno of ovor It hopes tcr git dnr," Raid Brother Williams. "Too many of us thinks dnt nil wo got tor do Is ter go tor sleep In do hot sun nn' rlno up nn' cat wntormllllona In do shndo! Doy nln't no room In dltf worl' for do lazy man. He's always do ono what gits run ovor, an' den lays dnr nn howls bekazo ho'a hurt!" Atlanta Constitu tion. .... Important to Mothoro. Exnmlno carefully every bottlo of CASTOHIA a snfo and fluto remedy for Infants und children, and bco that It Bears tho Slgnnturo of( In Uso For Ovor :H) Yearn. Tho Kind You Have Always Bought The fellow who lands tho first blow generally wins, but If wo all waited for the other follow to begin, thero wouldn't be nny fight Smokers appreciate tho quality value of Lewis' Single Hinder cior. Your dealer or Lewis' Victor)', Pcona, III. Tho actions of a dumb man opoak louder than hla words. Nothing I Ate Agreed With Me. MliS.LKNORA BODENHAMEK. Mrs. Lonora Bodenhamor, R. F. D. 1, Box 99, Keinorsvlllo, N. C, writes: "I suffered with stomach trouble and Indigestion for somo time, and nothing that I nto agreed with me. 1 wag very nervous nnd experienced a continual foclinfr of uneasiness and tear. 1 took medicine from tho doctor, but it did mo no good. ' "1 found In one of your Peruna books a description of my symptoms. I then wrote to Dr. Hnrtmnu for advice. Ha said I bad catarrh of the stdtancli. I took Peruna and Mannlln and followed his direction and can now say that I feel us well ns I ever did. "I hope that all who nro nffltctod with tho samo symptoms will tnko Peruna, as it bus certainly currti me." The ubuvo is only ono of hundreds who havo written slmllur letters to Dr. Hartman. Just one fcueh cabo ns this entitles Peruna to the candid consider atlon of everyone similarly ufllLuU.-d. If this bo truo of the textlmony of ono per son what ought to bo tho testimony of hundreds, yes thousands, of honest, sin cere pconio. Wo havo in our files a jjrear in inj' other testimonials. 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