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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.
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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.
SICK HEADACHE
Positively cared by
these Little Pllla.
They lo rcllero Dl-tresafromDjriipepalOiIn-digestion
bu J Too lleartf
Ealing. A perfect rem
edy for Dlnlneu, Nau
sea, Drowsiness, nnd
Tasto In the Mouth, Coat
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Bide, TOKFID LIVBR.
Lliejr regulato tlia Bowels. Purely Vegetable.
SMALL PILL. SMALL DOSE. SMALL PRICE.
Genuine Must Bear
Facsimile Slgnaluve
REFUSE SUBSTITUTES.
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in California
Onstnesn ponltlons nt Rood Halai1e frtmrau
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LKQE, of Oakland, Cul., waiitH one hundred
young men from this stato t prejiuro fur busl
neits ivortUSonH. Kvery younff man who gradu
ates f rum tho biiHluessand shorthand courses
of this Institution lsuHSUld of" Kod position.
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