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V BED-DOUND FOR MONTHS. Hope Abandoned After Physicians' Consultation. Mrs. Enos Shearer, Yow nnd Waah taKtou StB., Coatrnlla, Wash., Bays: ! or yenrs I waa weak nnd run down, could not sloop, my limbs swelled nnd tho secretions woro troubloHomo; pnlna woro intense. I waa fast In bed for four months. Threo doc tors Snlll tlmrn wna no euro for mo nnd I wna given up to die. Being urged, I uncd Doan'a Kid ney Pills. Soon I was hotter nnd in a tow weeks wna nbout tho house, woll and strong" again." Sold by nil dealers. CO cents a box. Fostor-Mllburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. A HINT TO GOLFERS. .--W.. I I I IfA. 1 frrr " "i? "s&rr - ... 111W4..1 I ' 1L? ' PVcj Tho "Visitor What on earth dooa that chap carry that phonograph round for. Is ho dotty? Tho Member No! Hut ho's dumb. 8o ho liaa that talking machine to givo Instructions to his caddlo or to mako a few well chosen remarks in case ho fozzlos Ills drlvo or does any. thing cIbo annoying. 8EVERE HEMORRHOIDS Sores, and Itching Eczema Doctor Thought an Operation Necessary Cutlcura's Efficacy Proven. "1 am now SO years old, and threo years ago I was taken with an at tack of plica (hemorrhoids), bleeding and protruding. The doctor said tho only help for mo was to go to a hospital and bo operated on. I tried several remedies for months but did not get much help. During this time aoros nppcarcd which changed to a torrlblo Itching eczema. Then I began to uso Cutlcura Soap. Ointment, and Pilia, injecting a quantity of Cutlcura Ointment with a Cutlcura Suppository Syringe. It took a month of this treatment to got mo In a fairly healthy state and thon I treated myself onco ft day for throe months nnd, after that, onco or twice a week. Tho treatments t tried took a lot of money, and It 1b fortunate that I used Cutlcura. J. H. Henderson, Hopkinton, N. Y Apr. 20. 1907." A Riddle. An English papor recently asked Its readers for an answer to tho follow ing riddle: What does a man lovo more than life. Hate more than death or mortal etrlfo; That which contented men doslro, Tho poor have, nnd tho rich require; A miser mentis, the spendthrift saves, And all men carry to tholr graves? All sorts of nuswors were sent In, but tho correct ono was dcclarod to bo "Nothing." Deafness Cannot Be Cured oy local application, aa the cannot reach tho dts tajed portion of tho car. 'there la only ona way to cure deafness, and that is by ronatltutlonal remedies. Deafness is caused by an Inflamed condition ot thn mucous lining at tho Ktutaihlan Tube When thU tube ti In named you havu a rumbling sound or Im perfect hearing, and when It Li entirely closed. Deaf ona la the result, and uuleas tho Innammatkm can be taken out and this tube restored to Its normal condi tion, hcarti will bo destroyed forever; nlno rosea out of ten are caused by Catarrh, which h nothing but an Inflamed condition of tho mueoua surfum. Wo l Rlw Ona Hundred Dollar for any cam of DratncM (eaumd by catarrh) that cannot be cured by Haifa Chlarrn Cure. Henri for circulars, free. .. . K. J. CIIUNUY A CO.. Toledo. O. Sold by Dnmisla. 79c. lake Hair Family rills fur constipation. Bumped. "I don't beliovo Tltowad hna any bump of benevolence." "If ho has It's in his wife's namo; eho Is the only member of tho family who over gives anything nway." Houston "post. WE SUM, fJt'NN AND THAI'S CIIIM1 & buy Furs & Hidro. Write for catalog 103 N. W. Hide & Fur Co., Minneapolis, Minn. In point of area, Now Orleans is tho eocond largest city In this country. 'afBSBVBBJLBsiajJfcY 'I'a- Lil tMIU S7S Mr...nrat. Coughing Spells ara promptly relieved by a sin gle dose oi riso's Cure. Tha regular me of this hmouj re medy will relieve tha wont form of coughs, colds, lioaree Dus,brorxhitls,aitluna and dis eases ot the throat and lung. Absolutely free from lurmful drugs and onbtei. Tor Jialf a century the household remedy U millions of homes. At all dnisgbts't 25 eta. eU'R'E' f 1mm--. nilliKM'Sf ww- - . ammmmmmmtmmmmmammi'mmmmmmmmmmmimwmmmwmmmmtmm "Did He Look Like 'Eitir Asks Van. T" sa-mm 'Kmimmm'''''''iitKammammmmmmmmmmtmmmmmmam Mft.PftAlI. T4 lU AorncR SYNOPSIS. Mr. Solomon Pratt begun comical nar ration of story, Introducing well-to-do Nathnn Hcuddor ot his town, and Udwnrd Van Brunt and Martin Hartley, two rich Now Yorkers seeking rest, lsecaitita of latter pair's lavlHli uxnnndlturo of money, Pratt's first Impression won connected with lunatic?. Tho arrival of James Hopper, Van Brunt's valet, gave Pratt tho dcslrod Information about tho Now Yorkers. They wished to live what thoy tcrmod "The Natural Life." Van Brunt, It was learned, was the successful suitor for the hand of Miss Agnes Page, who savo Hartloy up. CHAPTER III. Too Many Cooks. It was a day or so aftor that that I see Nate Scuddor ugaln. I'd been out la tho sloop with a parcel of boardors thoy woro beginning to get thicker at the Old Homo now, same as tho mosquitoes and on my way homo I mot Nato driving down tho Neck road. Ho was in tho carryall and I hailod him as ho come abreast of mo. "Hollo, Nate!" I says. "Taking tho air, nro you?" Ho pulled up his horse It didn't tako a hard pull and, whllo tho crlt tor lcanod up against tho shafts and took a nap, Nato talked to mo. It appeared that thcro'd been more or loss trouble down his way. Huldy Ann and Lord Jamc3 hadn't agroed any too well. "You see," says Nate, taking a calico handkorchlef out of his hat and swabbing his bald head with It, "it's that valot follor he's too stuck-up to live." I wa'nH going to fight with him on that point, so ho went ahead with his yarn. "He como parading out to tho barn," says Nato, "and give otit that he'd been nppolntod cook in Huldy Ann's placo. Well, sho'd beon sort of laying herself out, as you might say, to please them two up at tho house giving 'em spldor broad and dried ap ple pie for breakfast, and tho liko of that and It riled her to bo chucked ovorboard that way. So alio got sort earcastlc. That Oppor man, ho" "His namo's Hopper," I says. "Ho don't call It so, thon." "That's all right. Him and 1 had a Bpolllng match horo t'other day and Hopper it is," I says. "Woll, thon, this Hoppor follor ho lordod It round, asking whore tho doublo bllor was nnd complaining that Ho couldn't cook steak without a char coal fire, and so on. Huldy took him down, I toll yout "'Charcoal your granny!' says she. 'I've frlod more stoak than you'vo got hairs on your hoad, and a plain wood fire always dono me,' sho says. "Ho cooked that stoak, and say! I'll bet tho Iron-Jawed Man I see onco at a dlmo show up to Dostoa couldn't have got away with It. Tough! Why, tho pesky Idiot novor pounded It a bit! How do you oxpoct to got tondor etcak If you don't pound it? Haw! Law!" When he got through laughing ho wont on to sny that him and Huldy bad decided to go over to hor sistor's at Ostablo for a visit "Wo'vo beon Intondlng to go for a good whllo," ho says. "And now we can do It without Its costing much. Pay for tho houso goes on whother wo'ro thoro or not, and tho railroad faro'll be moro than raado up by tho Baring in our own grub. I'm a poaco ablo follor, anyhow," says ho, "and thoro'd bo no pcaco whllo Huldy and that Britisher was togethor." "Caso of too many cooks spoiling the aouj, hoy?" says I. a v.t. lTilwfe ami yjBy JbsepH, C. Lincoln of "Cap'n Euf "Pabtnirs of the Tiot" CofVfiiGttr tgo? A&BAffM!SesCOHPWr t It t tLLvsTRxrtoss jar TD.tfetnu. "Soup!" ho says. "Woll, you wait a llttlo spell. If thoy ain't chasing around ufter a now cook insldo of a week I'm a Jonah, that's all." Ho was right Couplo of days later I hoard from Emmlo T. that tho Twins had hired Hannnh Jano Purvis to do the cooking for 'em. Hannah Jano's late lamented had boen cook on a Banks boat when ho was young, so I supposo Bho cal'lated sho'd inherited tho knack. But I had my doubts. I was getting real chummy with tho Heavenllos by this time, so one after noon I walkod up to tho Scuddor place to Bee 'am. They wero sprawled out on tho piazza chairs with their foot on tho railing and thoy hailed mo as friendly as if I was rich as thoy was, In stead of being poorer than Job's tur- key. I noticed Lord James tiptoeing around In tho parlor, so I naturally montiouod him. "Your valot man, hero," I Bays; "ho wa'n't quite to tho sklppor's tasto as cook, hoy?" Thoy both laughed, Vau Brunt with his big good-natured "Ha, ha!" and Hartley with that quiet chucklo of his. "James," said Van, "is a glittering success In tho wardrobe, but ho dis likes to hide his talonts undor a kitch en bushel." "James," snld Hartloy, "appears to apply tho samo methods to trousers nnd steak." "Presses both of 'em, don't he?" I says, thinking ot Scuddor's yarn. "Flat as a board," says Van. "Bo sides which, this Is supposed to bo a ploasuro cruise for Martin and me, and Jnmos sorves with the cheerful dignity ot an undertaker. Ho's too complox; wo yearn for simplicity and rest" I grinned. "Woll, you'vo got tho simplicity with Hannah, ain't you?" I askod. "I ain't saying nothing about tho rest." Both of 'em groanod. I know Han nah Jano Purvis, and she had tho nnmo of talking tho hlngos off a barn door. "Lord!" says Van. "Lot's change tho subject. By tho way, Martin; It's odd that Agnes hnsn't written." Hartley waB setting out towards tho front ot tho porch whoro the sun could get at him. Now ho shifted back Into the shadow ot tho vines. "Is it tlmo for a lottor to reach hero?" ho asked. "Why, yes. I should think so. Sho was to reach Now York on tho first and sail on that day. Sho would prob ably write on tho Boamcr. It was a fast boat and, allowing that tho letter came back lmmcdlntoly woU, I don't know that it Is tlmo yet" Ho began to whistle. I gathored that 'twas tho Pago girl ho was talk Ing about. The valot had told about hor going on a trip to Europe. But it struck me that, for an engaged man, Van Brunt was tho oasl03t in his mind of anybody ovor I see. I'vo never boon engaged myself, but Judging by them I'vo known who was, he'd ought to bo shooting telegrams to Europe fastor than you could shako 'em out of a popper box. Nelthor of 'em spoke for a. icinuto. Then Hartloy askod, quiet m usual: "Havo you written hor, VauT' "Oh, yes; dropped a lino tho other day, tolling hor wo woro safo and duly housed and so on. Whooped up tho Joys ot tho 'Natural' and beggod hor to 'go thou and do likewise.' Which she would liko to do, probably, But whcal also If I know hor highly respected mammn she won't." "Whoro did you nddroBs your let ter?" Hartley asks, aftor a little. "Liverpool, care of hor usual hotol. Sho'll get It nil right always pro ldod alio hasn't already organized n settlement colony of small Hooligans In tht Liverpool alums. Hut there! Let's forgot morals nnd mntrlmony. Helgho! Wonder whnt's doing In tho Street? Not that I enro a rod." Thoy seemed to havo forgot me alto gether. Hut I was Interested In their tnlk all the same, and I'vo tried to nut It down Just as I heard It. 'Twas queer talk, but they was queer folks, and I was learning how tho big-bugs dono their courting. From what I'd heurd so Tnr I liked the Wellmouth way full as well. Tho front gnlo clicked. Van Brunt looked up. "Great Scott!" says ho, "It's the phonograph." 'Twas Hannnh Jano PutvIh coming home from the next houso with a dish pan full of pens. Hannnh was a kind of scant patterned critter without much rnnviiH on her poles nnd her sleovcs most generally rolled up. Sho had brindled hnlr clewed hark so tight oft hor forehead that hor eyes wouldn't shut good, and the Impiesslon you got from the II rat look at her was that alio wns all square corners not a louud ono In tho lot. "Well!" says she, coming up Into tho wind lti front ot tho piazza and looking at mo hard. "I do beliovo It's Solomon Pratt. Why, what a stran ger you bo! I ain't aeon you for I don't know when." I didn't know when ellhor nnd I didn't try to remember. "Sufllclcnt unto tho day U tho trouble belonging to It," tho Scriptures say, If I recollect It right, nnd 'twas enough for mo that sho'd seen mo this time. Sho' comes ovor, dlahpnn and nil, antl planks her self down on tho stops right in front of Van Brunt's chair. There alu't nothing shy or unfriendly nbout Han nnh Jane; Bho's tho most folksy fc malo I ovor como ncross, and always was. "My sakes!" says she, turning round to Van, "I bco Mr. Pratt como In hero and I couldn't mako out who 'twas. Thinks I: 'They'vo got company and I must get thoro quick.' So back I put and I don't know as I'vo got a full mensuro of pons 'cauao It sccmod to mo that some of 'om spilled off tho top when Cap'n Poundbcrry was omptyln' 'em In. I hopo not, 'cnuao peas Is high now. Not that It makes any difference to well-off folks like you, Mr. Van Bruut but" "Hadn't you bettor go back and pick 'em up?" nskB Van, solemn as an owl. "Oh, land ot lovo! no. Thoro wa'n't enough for thnt Besldos I want to see Mr. Pratt. Well, Mr. Pratt," sayp she. "I supposo you'ro surprised enough to find mo working out. Dear! dear! I don't know what Jehlel ho that was my first husband would havo said; nor my second ono nelthor. But there! wo can't nono of us novor toll what's In storo for us In this world, enn we?" I mado Borne sort of answer; don't matter what Sho went ahead lament ing over what a comodown 'twaa for her to work out. You'd think Bho'd boen used to marblo halls to hear her, Sho Bottles tho dlahpnn botweon herfcnuso wo rofuso to vcep ovor tho de knees and starts In Bholllng peasparted Samuels. Tho lady haa talking a bluo streak all tho tlmo. Shojchocred ub with happy llttlo momorlca was a wholo Bowing clrclo In hersol that woman. "Jehlol wns such a qulot man," sli Bays, after a buoII. "Ho scarcely ov talked." (Didn't have a chance, thin I to myself.) "Whon ho died dl over tell you how Cap'n Samuels i first husband as waa como to die, Hartley?" BayB alio. Hartloy had took up tho Natl Llfo book and was trying to roai Now ho looked 'up and says, mourful but roslgned: "No, Mrs. Purvis, e lleve wo havo never had tno pleaB "Tho pleasure was wholly Iho Cnp'n's," says Van Brunt undeihls breath. If Hannah Jan heard hltfche didn't let It worry her. "won," sno says, "'twas this lay Cap'n Jehlol him that was mjlflrst husband was tho most regulairnan In his habits that over was, I uvcry aaturuay night all tho tilu wo was married and wo was nlrrled cloven year, not counting tho twf after ho was took sick ho always haofmked beans for supper. I used to lay to him: 'Jehlol,' I used to Bay, 'art you tired ot baked beans? I slioul think you'd turn Into beans, you'ro W toad ot 'cm.' But ho novor did and-" Sho stopped for a second, toot her breath. Van cut in quick. "That wasn't tho cause of r. H death, 7 then?" ho naks, vory grave "Who what?" 'Turning into Deans? course not. I beliovo you said ho didn't turn." , "I said ho novor got tied bt 'em. Courso ho didn't turn Intrj'emA Who ever hoard of such a thliE? WWJ, ns I was saying; every oturdny nght wo had 'om, nnd one n)?ht 'twas Ujo last ono, poor tlitntf J Sho stopped to unfurl hor hamkrchluf and mop hor eyes. I ' "Pray go on, Mr. Purvis," says Van, vory pollto. "You wero saying 'twas the last bean " ' "I said 'twn4 Als last well night. Thoro was beaA enough, land knows! WoU, I had 'ft on tho tablo and ho sot down. 'litwnah,' says ho, 'I don't fool like bosus to-night' I looked at him. It wf'u't becauso thoy wa'n't good boaiw I'm always as particular as enn yo pbout cooking beans. Al ways pot tjch to soak ovor night on a Friday, mdj thon Saturday morning I tako um aid put 'om In tho bean-pot alo8 wlthjiiomo molasses and a nlco o&unk ot prk.' You can't bo too par ticular about your pork. Don't,' I uivd to lay to tho man that drovo tho butcher enrt; 'don't, snyn I, 'give mo nothing but fat pork. Might's woll havo plain lard nnd bo dono with It Olvo mo,' snys I, 'a streaked chunk; stronk of lean nnd a stronk of fat Then I put 'om In the oven and bako 'om nil day and by night they'ro ready. So when Jchlol Bays to mo, 'Hannah, I don't feel liko benns, I set nnd looked at him." "Did ho look like 'cm?" asks Van. Hannah Jano switched round on tho slop and stared at him. But ho was as sober as a church and Just running over with sympathy, seemed so, so alio sniffed nnd went on. "Ilo looked sick," alio says, "and I could aeo that ho wns sick, too. So I got him to bed and whnt a night I put In! Oh, tho hot Jugs to his foot! Oh, tho running for tho doctor! Wo had Dr. Blako hero then, Mr. Prntt. You remember him, don't you? Groat big tall man with gray whlskors. No, wait a minute. 'Twas Dr. White thnt had tho whiskers; Dr. Blako was smooth-faced. No, acorns to mo ho had a musUicho. I romembor ho did bocauao ho waa engaged to Emma Baker's sister's girl nnd alio tisod to say that whon she onco got him for good ho'd havo to ralao moro beard than thnt. Sho said a doctor without a beard was liko a Boft-bollcd egg with out without without aomothlng or Mother tn II. Strnngo I enn't think! An egg without something In It" "Chlrken, possibly," miggosta Vnn. "No. Indeed. Salt! that's what 'twas. A soft-blled egg without Bait in it. Now you'd ought to bo na caroful about Idling eggs as you had about anything else. Way sumo folks bllo eggs Is a Bin and rhatne. I'vo ot oi:c: so hnrd that you could build n atone wall out of 'etnj soems so; nnd thoti ngnln I'vo ut 'tpi when I'vo nctunll nan to iirinK rin. Now whon I bll eggs I nlwnyBjHet mo ace; I wn'n speaking or ojss whon I fust Btarto Whoro was I'' i ... "ou woro .'oiling us about beans,! bollovo, Mn' Purvis," purrs Vuh again, swcolnnd buttery ns can W. "I Boom to livo a dim recollection f)f beans, Mrs.fV' i "Oh, yo.yesl I wns going on to toll ot Jfdiol'8 sufforln's, Mr. Van Brunt. , could only begin to glvo you nnii)cn of that poor critter's agony. Avhy, he who's that at tho back dr?" 'TwJ the neighbor's boy, an it turncjout, como to borrow a cupful of Bur, but ho took Hnnnnh Jano awayfrom us, which was a morcy. Sho lopped tho dlahpnn nnd went in- side. V4 Brunt looked nftor hor. "Will somfono please inform mo," says ho, "whjuer I've been at a clinic, or funal, or Just a cooking-school si slo lumpii!" says Hartloy. "Unor- tuilto Interruption. Now wo bIAQ t leal what becamo of tho Iong-sffer InlJehloI." )h, ho died," says Van. "I anted tlfind out what becamo cJ thoso tnB." T understand now why hoy put t Rest' on Jehlol'B cravMono," I 'B. Hartley turned to ino. ' "Skipper,1 o says, "you mustn't thmk that Van nd I nro altogether cod-bloodod bo of this kind ovor since who agreod to domcan horaolf nnd make 'rlz biscuit' at four-fifty per. Sho bogan with hor .cousin, who dlod of smallpox, and jsho's worked down through tha family till she's got to hor husband." "Yes," Bays Van, "nnd ho's only hor first. We shall hoar lator how Num ber Two fell Into a atono-oruaher or waa boiled In oil. Lord" "Hank Purvis had flvo brothors," says I; "nnd they'vo all dlod within tho last tun year. You'vo got more funerals coming to you." It was qulot for a few mlnutos. Out back wo could hoar Hannnh Jano lay ing Into tho neighbor's boy bocauso he trucked mud on the kltchon floor. . "It was no uao," Bays Van, docldod. "I refuse to renew my subscription to Tho Dally Morgde. All thoso In favor of parting with tho Widow Purvis at onco,lmmedlato, P. D. Q., will say Ayo.' Contrary minded, 'No.' It's a voto. Hannah la orascd. What shall wo do, Martin go back to Jnmos and dignity, or feed oursolves?" Hartloy soomed to bo thinking. "Skipper," says ho to mo, "you can cook. I oven I, tho lntorostlng In valid can cat your chowdor and liko It and como back for moro. Will you como and help us out? What do you say?" Vun Brunt Bat up straight "Mar tin," Bays ho, "you'ro as comforting as tho shadow of a great rock tn a in a something or other. You're a genius. Pratt, you'vo got to como horo and llvo with us. Wo need thoo ovory hour, as Mrs. P. sings at G a. m., which Is her uugodly tlmo for gottlng out of bed. It's settled; you're com ing." "Woll, now; hold on," snya I. "Somo( ways I'd like to, and, If you want plain' cooking, why, I guoss Ilkoly I can glvo It to you. But business Is business ahd thoro's my boat and my living for tho mimmcr. You'ro horo only a month, as I understand It, nnd" That didn't make no dlftoronco. I could fotch thb Dora Bassett along too, Vnn said. Hartloy explained that thoy Intended to stay through tho summer, anyhow, porhaps lator. Ho wont on to tell thnt ho and his chum was what ho callod "rodoomod conventionali ties," or some such namo, and that they iutenddd to stay rodoomod. They'd hitched horsos and ngrood to find the Natural In all Its glory. And tho Natural thoy was going to find If It took a thousand year. ., (TO Bid CONTINUED.) .'' .A-JM-rrj. fttjfitiit rasa, r- rn Wi (ff Truth and Quality appeal to tho Well-informed in otrcty walk of life and aro essential to permanent' success nnd creditable stnnding. Accor ingly. it ts not claimed tliat'Syrup of Fig and Elixir of Senna it tho only remedy of knotvn value, but ono of many reason why it is the licit of ixrsonal and farr.ily laxativea is the fact that it cleanses, sweetens nnd relieves tho internal orgiuis on which it arts without any debilitating af Irr effccti and without having to incrca-m tlin quantity from time to timn. , It ncU iJp;iR.intly and naturally nnd, triily as a Inxative, nnd its component puts nro known to and npproved Iy, ijiysioiatw, an It is free from sll objection-' iilo substancrs. To get iii beneficial ijfects always purchase fho gnnuino . anutacturcd by tho California Fig Syrup, o,, only, and for sale by all leading drug- is ts. NOT EXACTLY. l- Flosslo Footllght PartAf tho Jap anese wedding coromony consists) In tho burning of tho dladided toyii of tno urldo. Winnie wings Horrnt! You don't' menn cremating her cat-off lovora, do your As He Undratood It. Di'splto tho Imnliiatlvo nature of the child,; it has ( decided tondoncy jo aeo thlaga In a literal aonso. This Is otlccAblu n (ho acquiring ot lan guage. For lKlnnco IIUIo Hopbert was pleading to -lllt of door- to play. s. "VAcn I see fit, yon an, ,go," aald his nother, decidedly. Wis settled tho mnttor. and thb m. tie follow wont off to his blocks. In aVout half an hour ho roturnnri on Id: ' "Mamma, havo you soon him?" "Soon whom?" ronlied thn imiv . torly In tho dark as to his moaning. "Why, soon Fit" Her Experience. ltty wns a llttlo coloiod girl whoso chief occupation waa tho bringing of water from a distant nprlnft. This was vory much to hor discomfort, for the summons to fill tho empty water buckot called hor ortcn from hor play. Ono day her younjc mistress waa giving nor u ih i Hihin.biatory. tho subject bolng Noah and thnioot& "Lotty," sho aald, "what did Noah do when he found that tho water was all gone?" Lotty, who had been giving scant at tention to tho btory, ropllod with sigh: "I spec ho Bont nftor mo'.' , Her Qualifications. A prominent educator tolls of a unique recommendation mado by tho hoard of examination with roforonco to certain questions put to a primary Befool In an Indiana town. "I doslro to recommend Mary Wll eon also for a reward of merit," statod ono ot tho board in a noto appondoS to tho report "Bolng vory young. Mary naturally missed the point of. all tho qucstloua In the oxamlnatloa pnpors, but her answers woro In ovory instance so ladylike and rofinod tbatj I think Bho should bo nwardod a modal." Harpor's Monthly. UPWARD START After Changing from Coffee to Poetum. Many a talented porson is kopt back becauso of tho interference of coffee) with the nourishment of tho body. This is especially bo with thoso whoso norvcB aro vory sonsltlvo, as Is often tho caso with talented persons. Thoro lu a slmplo, easy way to got rid ot coffeo evils nnd a Tonn. lady's ex porlonco nloug theso lines Is worth considering. Sho says: ' "Almost from tho beginning of tho uso ot coffeo it hurt my stomach. By tho tlmo I was fifteen I wns almost a norvous wreck, nerves nil unstrung, no strength to endure tho most trivial thing, either work or fun. "Thoro wns scarcely nnylhlng I could cat that would agreo wlth,mo. Tho llttlo I did cat seemed to glvo me moro trouble than it was worth. I finally quit coffee nnd drank hot 'water, but there wus so llttlo food I could digest, I was literally starving; was so wenk I could not sit up long at a tlmo. "It was thon a frlond brought mo a hot cup of Postum. I drank part of It nnd after nn hour I folt as though I had had somothlng to oat folt ritrcngthened. That was about flvo years ago, and after continuing Post um In placo of coffeo and gradually gottlng Btrongor, to-day I can oat and digest anything I want, walk aa much as I want. My nerves aro stoady. "I bollovo tho first thing that did mo any good and gavo mo an upward start, was Postum, nnd I uso it nlto gothornow instead of coffoo." "Thoro's a Reason." Namo given by Postum Co., Battlo Creok, Mich. Read "Tho Road toW41 vlllo," in pkgs. ISvcr read tbo abuvo letter! A one appears) fro a tlmo ta (las, Jthvf nro Kcaviaat iruc, cava, iius. (' i UjMat. j Jfe""? I IKE il Ms t i t rw & fi -i'1. A- r ' ilaMsgl.:aW.t.lt