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Matrimonial Adventures
Driftwood
BY
Courtney Ryley Cooper
AnCur f "Tim froM-Cnt,"
"1li Whlt Drorrt." "Dmr
Folli lit Ilmnr." "Ilio Icicle'
Vie," etc.
Copyright by United feature Syndicate
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COURTNEY RYLEY COOPER
Courtney iiyloy Cooper, nuthor,
lecturer, circus mnn and expert on
Jungle animals, began life ns a
clown In a mnRlI circus. Mr. Coop
er says that lie ran away from
homo for the first tlmu to Join the
Buffalo Illll Wild West show at
tiie use of five, and that after that,
rwularly two or throe times a
year, the rest of tho Cooper family
spent most of Its time dragging
him home whenever a circus come
to his town, Kansas City. When
ho was fifteen ho made tho final
breakaway, becoming a clown at
t.e magnificent salary of five dol
luro u week. After about five years
of this he began to mix the circus
business with that of the newspa
per nnd left the "white tops" to
become a reporter for tho Kansas
City Star. Ha then successively
was a special writer for tho Star,
the Chicago Tribune, the New
York World and tho Denvor Tost,
when ho again went back to the
circus to become press agent of
the Sells-Kioto circus, and personal
representative for Col. William F.
Cody, "Buffalo Bill." Later still
he became general manager of the
Sells-Kioto circus.
Following this he turned his at
tention to telling the rest of the
world what he had learned of the
land of the sawdust ring and his
stories and articles began to appear
in all tho large magazines of the
United States.
MAUV HTEWAKT CUTTING, JR.
It was six-flftoen o'clock. In the
kitchen the last touches had been
given a meal which was a bit more ex
travagant than was customary In the
household of Mr. and Mrs. John Car
rlngton. The silver candlesticks were
on the dining room table Instead of the
usual glns ones; the service had been
polished with extra care thnt morning.
At the side of each of tho two plates
was a sprig of orange blossoms, which
had arrived, special delivery, from
California, that morning. Just beyond
tho French doors leading to tho living
room was a large basket of roses. It
was thus every year.
In the fireplace of the living room,
the llames leaped In blue and green
nnd violet colorings, the offglvlngs of
driftwood, sending their colorntlons
Into the big, comfortable shndowy
room and upon the woman who sat,
Just within the range of warmth, gaz
ing Into the llames. Mrs. John Car
rlngton was waiting for her husband
to come home to dinner In honor of
their tenth anniversary.
Not that there was any doubt as to
tho time or manner of his arrlrnl. Mr.
and Mrs. John Carrlngton had a repu
tation they were known ns the hap
piest married couple of all their set
n set, Incidentally, wliich Included
every worth-while name In the direc
tory. In live minutes. Mrs. Carrlngton
know, there would sound the throb
bing of a familiar engine from down
the street and the squeaking of brake
bands which always nnnounced the
homecoming of the best husband In
torni. John never failed, Just as he
never failed to telephone her precisely
at eleven o'clock each morning, Just as
he never failed to remember her birth
day, or to send the biggest basket of
roses which he could afford, on their
anniversary. Just as ho never failed
to take her to the theater on Thursday
night, to tho Country club for tho Fri
day night dances, or but the list Is
too long. John was tho Ideal husband,
lie never foiled In anything.
Nor did she. For Medalne Carrlng
ton also had her place In the matrimo
nial sun. Kvon her enemies admitted
that she was a perfect wife. The se
renity of the Carrlngton home was
something which could not be denied.
I'voryono knew of It. everyone spoke
of It. John Carrlbgton and his wife
never had even quarreled!
Tot, ns Mrs. rarrlngtnn watched tho
fire, It seemed that an expression, al
most of utter fear, was It) her eyes;
the tapping of a shoe upn the soft
rug gave evidence of nervousness, the
quick knitting of her hands em
phasized It. .Vow and then she turned
Iter head toward the window as
though feaiful of his coming, yet anx
ious that he he here. Then she would
resume her former position, her e,e
fraught with presentment, gazing Into
the big llreplnce where- the driftwood
crackled and the flames leaned and
scurried In vagrant colorings. Thewnln
iitcs passed.
A car stopped protestlngly. A step
sounded. The door opened. She turned
with her usual smile.
"How are you, Dearest?"
"Same as usual, Sweetheart." lie
was hanging up his hat and overcoat.
A moment more nnd he came behind
her, to lay his hands on her shoulders
for an Instant. "How's my Sweetheart
tonight?"
"Happy ns always, John." She
turned and kissed him lightly. "You
i were a dear to send me those roses.
' Ton never forget, John."
He straightened proudly.
"Why should I? Pretty fire."
"Yes driftwood. I've been sitting
here watching It, while I' waited for
you."
For n moment he, too, looked Into
the blaze.
'T.eautlful. Driftwood, eh? Htither
hard to got Isn't It?"
She smiled.
"Yes but then, this Is our annlvcr
so ry."
"That's right. That's right. I sup
pose the dinner's waiting?"
It was a useles-? question asked
merely for the sound of It. John knew
Hint dinner was ready. It always was
ready. The home of Mr. nnd Mrs.
John Carrlngton was one hi which
nothing ever was awry. He went on:
"Yes, of course, It's waiting. Just a
moment, Sweetheart, until I tidy up n
bit and I'll be with you. Only n mo
ment" He hurried up tho stnirs. while again
the gaze of Medalne Carrlngton sought
the flames, the gaze of one whose mind
is peopled with anguish. Hut In a mo
ment more, It bad vanished. John was
beside her, bowing In mock ovorpollte
ne.ss. nnd offering his urm In un ex
travngant Invitation to the table.
"Many congratulations today," ho
said ns they tented themselves. "Four
or five of the boys dropped In to tell
me their troubles, and Incidentally to
say how much they envied us. Strange
what a few little numbers will do,
Isn't It?"
"Marvelous." Her self-possession
had returned; with him before her she
was again the usunl Medalne Carrlng
ton. "This Is the tenth year, without
a quarrel."
John lnughed.
"And our Idea may Bpread. lien t ley's
married you know Just last week.
Came into the ofllce today. Told him
all about our system, and how It's
worked out. 'All that you need for
happiness, Bent,' I said, ls to learn to
count to a hundred.' Then. I went on
and told how It hud worked with us,
how wo simply schooled ourselves Into
the habit of counting to n hundred be
fore we said an unkind word, how; If
one of us was nervous or Irrltnble, it
became the duty of the other to hold
In. and the wonderful result thnt we've
attained. After all. dearest, It's all
very simple, Isn't It?"
"Kxtremely so." For Just an instant
her eyes clouded only to brighten
ngnln. "I've never seen prettier roses
than the ones you sent today, John."
"That's what you're always good
enough to sny. By tho way, this roast
Is done to a turn. I never tnsted bet
ter." The meal progressed to n perfect
conclusion as It always did. Once
more, they were before the driftwood
flame. She took his hand In hers.
"After all, It's remarkable that two
persons could go through ton yenrs of
married life without a quarrel, Isn't It,
John?"
He nodded. Then :
"Yes in a wny. Then again, nil that
Is necessary Is common sense."
"I suppose so. But hnven't there
been times when I have tried you ter
ribly, when I've mnde you so nngry
thnt you couldn't hold your temper?"
"No, not once, dearest. One simply
couldn't lose his temper with you."
"There you mustn't say that. Bo
sides, the main point, I suppose, Is the
fact that It's been accomplished. Ten
years of married life, without even n
quarrel !"
She rose then, and moved slowly
Into the shndows. Again her hands
knitted unconsciously An expression,
ns of acute pain came Into her eyes.
John did not see he was gazing into
the flames and watching tho colorings
ns they came and went.
"Ten yenrs without n quarrel! It's
something to be proud of, something to
boast about to your friends and "
"Yes, I suppose so."
Thoro was something In her tone
which caused him to look up quickly,
to glance townrd her as though she
had uttered a desecration. The flick
ering of the fireplace caught her fea
tures, to display them ns singularly
pale, singularly drawn and Indicative
of suffering. He half rose but she
motioned him back.
"Please sit there, John, I've some
thing to tell you."
"Why, dearest? You seem so"
"Don't please." She gripped the
hack of a chair ns though for support.
"I want to sny It as quickly as pos
slide. I'm going nwny, John." The
voice was fnlnt.
Ho was silent for n moment. At
last:
"Well, If you feel that you should
of course, It would be better from n
llnnnclni point' If you waited a while,
but If you renlly want to"
"I don't mean that way, John. I'm
tint coming back."
"Not " lie stared nt her In non
plussed fashion for n long tlmo before
he rose. "Why Medalne! I don't I"
"I didn't think you'd understand."
"Not coaling back? Why"
"Not coming back, John," she re
peated, and this time tho voice bore n
certain note of harshness. "We're
through !"
"Medalne!"
"Please!" She motioned him hack.
"I know what I'm doing. I'm perfectly
clear and sone. I've simply put up
with you ns long ns I can stand It, and
now I'm going away. You've become
unbearable to me, and when n thing
like that happens, the best thing to do
Is to get nwny. So I'm going."
Sho said It with more coolness than
ever, and with an Inclslveness thnt cut
deep. There was the slightest twitch
ing of John's lingers then he turned
away, and for a long moment was si
lent. At last, as though eased In mind,
ho moved again to his chair.
"You're tired, sweetheart. Tired
out nervous. Don't worry. Every
thing'!! be all right. If you'll Just tell
me what's wrong, wo'll find a wny to
remedy It. Nothing In the world that
can't be remedied, you know"
'Except this. I'm tired of you, John
Sick of j ou."
"Sick? Tired?" He again faced
her. "Sick of" Then for n long
time he was silent again. "There,
sweetheart, don't mind me. Of course
you're tired. Ill, too. We'll talk It
over In the morning"
"There Isn't going to be any morn
ing, John. At least, not with you."
She laughed. "Ten years Is enough.
I want someone else now."
"You?" He was on ills feet In an
Instnnt, his fingers stretching wide,
his brow working convulsively, "joii
Medalne?"
"Exactly what I said."
"A man?"
"You don't suppose It would bo any
one else?
"But Medalne "
"And I have your permission to go?"
It seemed that there was a little sar
casm In her tone. "Of course, you
know, I'd do nothing without your
permission. I want to lie frank with
you, you know. You'e supported me
for ton years. You've given me every
thing in the world I could nsk for,
you've supplied me with all the money
that anyone In my circumstances could
wish for, and you've really made It
possible for me to have the money to
do what I wanted to do when the time
came, and so I really should ask your
permission. Especially when another
man is Involved."
"Do you mean" coldness had come
Into his voice, "that you're going to
take the money that you've saved as
my wife to go to some other man?"
"I've said nothing like thnt, John.
Merely frankness and fairness to let
you know."
"Who is he?" y
"A friend of yours. We needn't
mention names."
"No?" There were no long pauses
between John Carrlngtnn's words now.
The whiteness of his clnfeks, the lack
of color In his lips, turning them
ghastly blue In the light of the drift
wood, the glazed yet (laming appenr
ance of his eyes nil gave evidence that
temper had gone beyond control.
"No? We needn't mention nnmes.
That's what you say, Mrs. John Cur
rlngton, but I've n different Idea!"
"Your privilege! But tho Informa
tion won't como from me."
"I don't expect it. I can find out
for myself, without tho necessity of
running down any lies which you
might tell me. I'll And out"
"I expect you to."
"I will!" John Carrlngton, tho per
fect husband, swung past his chair to
face her, his hands gripped, the
muscles of his Jaws bulging ns his
teetli gritted. "Don't worry for nn In
stnnt about that end of It I I'll find
out."
"And then?' A peculiar glint had
como Into her eyes. "When you've
found out? Murder, I suppose?"
"Murder?" he lnughed nt her. "Mur
der, over you? Over a womnn who hns
no more sense of honor than to do
the thing you've done? Murder?
Hardly! Merely the satisfaction of
knowing the kind of a person thnt
would take up with n conscienceless
womnn. Nothing more."
"Very good excuses, John."
"For what?"
"The lack of backbone enough to
even face a mnn who could steal your
own wife from you. You wouldn't
even have the strength to face htm."
"No?" Ills hands worked as with a
sudden spasm. "When I face some
body, It will be for stealing some
thing do you understand whnt I
mean? When I face a mnn It will he
because he's taken something from
mo that's worth while, and not ridded
me of n blank featured Incubus, a
tiling that's hung onto me like a
leech, given Into me nt every twist
and turn merely that she could rob
me, someone so sweet nnd gushing
that she's sickening, that herself
hasn't any more strength than to take
the word of the first mnn who Hat
ters her and who Is willing to run
away with him simply because ho tells
her any mass of lies thnt happens to
come Into his head! That's when I'll
Oico n thief, when he's stolen some-i
thing do you understand that?
"And as for you" he nodded to
ward the doorway "you can go when
ind where you choose, nnd tho Conner
the better. I thought jou wero m
woman when I married you. I'm
found out In the ten years that we'V"
been living together that you're mere
ly a spineless resistless, shapeless
inns') of human putty. I didn't expert
a thing like (his but I should have
known that it would come. It wa? the
only end possible, the only thing pos
sible from n person like you. IJsIm
ance? You' hnven't any? Strong'!) of
character? It doesn't exist. Spine
less? It's tho only word I can tlink
of for you the only ''
Then he halted, gasping. A varm,
Impulsive little form wns close to him,
her arms tight about his neck, her lips
seeking his and kissing lilin again and
again.
"Oil, John, you're wonderful !" came
all In a breath, "Just simply wonder
ful ! I"
Ho strove to push her away, and
falling, merely gasped the iw.ro. For
sho was talking again, hor words
strenmlng excitedly, delightedly,
"That's Just what I've thought about
you, John what you've said about me
that you wero spineless, resistless.
But you're not, nre yvu, John?
You're"
"I'loaFc " He strove to Veal; from
her, but she held him tight, uud a sud
den pleading happiness In her tone.
"I don't have to go away now, John.
My 'other man' has come to me. Don't
you understand, dearest don't you
understand?"
"lluh?" It wus the only word ho
could utter, ns he stood there staring
it her. his arms flat at bis sides, his
lips open, Ids expression one of com
bined linger, dismay and wonderment.
The .xoft ai(ns tightened still ui.uo
about his neck.
"K.SS me, John please!"
"Hardly."
"But don't you understand? I was
Just trjlng to make you say the things
you did say It was the only way I
could think to do It. Don't you see? I
didn't know any other way la the
world to make you quarrel with me, to
forget that eternal counting to a hun
dred before you'd ever answer, to to
John, please won't you kiss me? I
don't loe anyone In tho world hut
you. 1 swear It nobody In the world,
John. Don't you see? 1 I " Then
Hie tears came "I Just couldn't stand
It atij any more."
"Stand It stand what?"
"Why why, everything, John. You
Just can't endure things foiever with
out salt and pepper. It Isn't natural.
It It Just got on my nerves until I
thought I'd go crazy. I"
"What's the " Frank amazement
was his now. "I don't understand ou
can't make you out, Medalne. Salt
and pepper"
"Just what I mean, John. Put your
itnas around me, won't you please?
Please, John?" She caught a hand and
raised It to her shoulder, where It hung
a moment, then dropped limply. But
lie did not resist her now, as lie had
done a moment before. "Tell aie, John
Is this the first time you've ever
thought me spineless?"
He shook his bead, saying silently
what he would not say In words. It
seemed to please her. Sho kissed him.
"And haven't you wondered often
how on eartli you ever married me?
Haven't you wondered If 1 really had
enough spirit to even linve a quarrel
with a tradesman? Haven't you, John?
I've thought that about you wondered
how on eartli you managed to trans
act your business, how you ever cot
the backbone even to 'discharge nil
employee. You've never shown It nt
home. I've tried to nettle you, anger
you and all you did was count to a
hundred."
"That was our bargain." IIu suld It
somewhat grudgingly.
"Just the trouble Just what hurt
me, that you'd stay by a silly bargain
like that. John," she looked at him
quickly, "during the time we've been
married, have you really been happy?"
"I?" he paused. Ills Ilp3 pressed
tight for an Instant. Then: "if you'
want the frank truth 1 haven't."
"Why?"
Again a pause. Then:
"Oh, never mind."
"But I want to know, Is It for tho
same reason thnt I haven't been happy
because everything has been just
the Kline, Just the regular monotony
of sugar, sugar, sugar till the time and
never a bit of bitter-sweet? Is that
th reason, John? And I have been
unhappy, John. I've known every min
ute what ou were going to do. I
knew the minute you were going to
leave home, the minute you would tel
ephone me, the minute jou'd get here
at night, and what you'd talk about
at the dinner table. I knew to a dot
what you'd do and say nnd how you'd
act. And, John a woman may say
she wants that, but she doesn't. She
wants a husband who'll be good to
her most of the time, but who now uud I
then well, who won't. We can't bo
superhuman, John. It Isn't In us.
You've been on time to dinner for ten
years. I haven't even had the excite-
ment. of scolding you for being late.
I" Then, as If with an Inspiration, I
she looked at him "John, did you ever '
notice how an electrical storm ,
clears the air? And how sultry It has i
been beforehand? We've never even had i
the ' chance to know how beautiful j
things can be after the fluids have
gone. We've had nothing but sun- I
shine until It's blinded us and wo
haven't been able to see anything I"
Then Mie halted suddenly beaming.
A light of understanding had come In
to the eyes of John Carrlngton. Tho
tired expression failed, to give wny to
one which Medalne had not s'tn In
years. Slowly hl. arms raised and '
clasped about the form of hls-wlt'e. He
kissed her slowly, as one who tastes
lung nt u sweet he Is loath to leave. '
Ten years seemed to have rolled
away, ten drab uneventful jears which
now bore no more Impoitntico in retro
spect than the flatness of monotonous
plains. A soft hand touched his tem
ple and lingered there.
"We've Just been driftwood, John."
IIo nodded and I;smw1 her n ;aln. I
Then, like a streak, he turned from her '
and bounded up the stairs. Wonder- j
lag, she heard bliu fumbling about In
an upper loom, hanging, at drawers
and uttering si range things under his
hi oath. A grunt. Another. Louder.
Then : !
".Medalne," came In bellowing tones, i
yet ones which seemed strangely
fraught with happiness "whore iii I
thunder are my pongee shirts?"
In the room below, Medalne smiled
the smile of a woman who has
fought and won. She whirled toward
the stairs and called snapplly, yet with
a glint of merriment in her eyes
"Bight whete they've always been,"
came her explosive- announcement,
"right in tho third drawer of the ehlff
robe, If you'll only take the time to
look for thrtin '."
Five minutes later a caller stepped
on the veranda of tho Ciinlngton
home. It was Inevitable that he should
glance through the window, to seo
within tho living room two persons sit
ting before a driftwood blaze, hands
together, arms about each others'
shoulders, two radiant sweethearts
watching the flickering of the flames.
Tho caller sighed In envy,
"They've got the system," he an
nounced to himself as he rang tho
bell, "Ilnppleat darned couple In
town."
HB0!&
CHICK LOSS IS UNNECESSARY
Timely and Important Polnto In Poul-
try Raising Given by Mlsoourl
College Export.
Though only half the chicks hatched
In Missouri are raised to maturity,
most of the losses are preventable
according to M. A. Seaton of the Mis
souri College of Agriculture.
At the present time under ordinary
farm conditions tho colony system of
brooding chicks Is preferable. Tho
temperature should be about 100 de
grees Fahrenheit when the chicks are
placed In the brooder, nnd then grad
ually decreased to suit the need of
the chicks. If ample room Is supplied
tho chicks will regulate their heat by
either crowding closer to the stove or
by moving away.
An abundant supply of clean, fresh
water should be kept before the chicks
ut all times In some form of sultnblo
drinking fountains Do not put tho
water In an open vessel, such as n
saucer, or the chicks will get Into It
and become chilled.
Feeding is a very Important factor
In chick raising. Do not feed tho
chick until It Is fifty hours old or old
er, as tho yolk Is taken Into tho chick's
body Just before It is hntched and so
ample food Is present for somo time.
The (lrst feed should be composed of
a few grains of clean sand or lino
chick grit, fed In n tint pan or spread
on n cardboard. This should bo fol
lowed with a feed of rolled oats and
bread crumbs, and for tho (lrst fow
days of the chick's life they should be
given three or four feeds of rolled
oats and ono feed of hard-boiled eggs.
Tho rolled oats should gradually bo
replaced with some form of grain mix
ture, either comment, chick food or
nay form of lino grain mixture. A
dry mash composed of equal weights
of hrun, comment nnd shorts should
be added to tho ration nt the end of
the (lrst week. This mnsli should bo
fed sparingly at first nnd then grad
ually Increased. Feed little nnd often,
nnd feed all tho feed In a dry form.
Milk Is un excellent feed for chicks
nnd they should bo fed abundant sup
ply of It nt nil times. It prevents
many Intestinal diseases, supplies vl
tnmlnes and also Is n good source of
protein, which Is necessary In chick
rations.
PAYS TO CANDLE EVERY EGG
Testlnn May Be Done With Much Ac
curacy by Passing Electric Light
Under Tray.
Poultrymen have learned It pnyn to
candle every egg that goes Into the In
cubator. If only u few eggs are to bo
Incubated, each ono can bo candled
separately, but the breeder of ninny
chicks does not always have tlmo for
this. Instead of candling them In tho
rush to get ell tho Incubators going
he often plies In the eggs nnd takes a
chance on their being Tortile. Every
Infertile egg takes up spneo that could
be used in incubating a good egg.
Candling mny be done with n fair de
gree of accuracy by passing nn electric
light bulb under tho tray nftcr the
eggs have been put In the lncubntor.
Infertile or stule eggs mny bo detect
ed In this way. This Is not to bo rec
ommended If tlmo will permit thorough
candling, but It Is better than using
unentailed eggs.
SOME CAUSES OF LAMENESS
1
Rounh Activitlen on Part of Male Bird i
Sometimes Blamed May Be Duo I
to Rheumatism. '
A bird may be lamed apparently
from rough activities on the pnrt of '
the male birds In the Hock. Lameness
may also bo due to rheumatism caused I
by dampness nnd exposure. I.nineness
accompanied by rapid cmnclatton Is
often n sign of tuberculosis. Tho spots
on tho liver nre also a symptom. A
laboratory examination h necessary
to definitely determine If fowls have
tuberculosis.
POULTRY HINTS
IIHM fl HH.N4IMH HH Mm
When milk K used ns the solo drink
for chickens no oilier unlmul protein
la necubsury.
Poultry raisers who produce capons
for market should use Judgment as to
the breed of chickens used for this pur-po!-c.
Leghorns mid similar small
breeds, which are essentially egg lay
era, should not be used.
Tho young poults should be fed when
forty-eight hours old. Bggs. corn
bread and clabbered milk, with hard
boiled eggs occasionally, Is u good
stinting feed. They should have fresh
wuler, charcoal and grit, or saud
thould be scattered In the pen.
Ducks nnd geeso nre quits similar in
their nature, and tho sunie general
rules apply pretty much to both.
It certainly Is n fact that tho early
hatched chicks get a good start, and
therefore lire better nblo to stand the
hot weather when It comes.
Tho brooding of baby chicks Is re
garded too lightly by many. Very oft
en It Is duo to lack of thought on the
part of the attendant, while again It Is
tho utter lack of knowledge of tho
fundamental principles Involved.
TODAY I AM
REAL WELL
So
Writes Woman After
Taking Lydia E. Pinkham'a
Vegetable Compound
.Tnmnnfiitrn M V" I trtnar.nvr.-
easily excited and discouraged and had
no munition, fart or
the titno I wpb not
nblo to nit tin nt I
suffered with pains
in my back and with
weakness. I took
Lvdia E. Pinkhnm'H
VcRotnblo Com
nound. both tlin liq
uid and tablet forms,
nnd used Lvdtn R.
J'inkham'fl Sanative
Wash for inflamma-
ttnn Torino I ..
real woll and run n rooming house nnd
do tho work. I recommend your medi
cine to every woman who complafns.and
you mny uso my letter to help any ono
el30. lam passing through tho Chnngo
of Life now and I keep tho Vegetable
Compound in tho house, ready to tako
when I feel tho need of it." Mrs.
Alice D. Davis, 203 W. Second St,
Jamestown, N. Y.
Often somo slight derangement may
causo a general unset condition of the
wholo system, indicated by such symp
toms as nervousness, backache, lack of
ambition nnd general wenknees.
Lydia E, Pinkham'a Vogctablo Com
pound will bo found a splendid medicine
for such troubles. In many cases it ha
removed tho causo of tho trouble.
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Instant relief from
CORNS
-without risk,
of infection"
Softly! You cen end the pain ofcorni, to on
minute. Dr. Scholl'i Zino-pnii will da it, for
they remove the Inction-prniure, end
heel the irtiutioo. Thui jrou evoiJ inftctioa
from cutting your come or mini concert
eciJi. 7"Ain; intiieptic; ntttrprooi. Snee (or
corni, cillouici, bunioni Get box toiler at
four drug. ilit'e or ehoe dcelcr't.
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Mail in lit Ittoratoriii cf Tkt Sikcll
Mfi. Co.. miirn 0 lr. Stkoiri Foot
Comfort Jppluiivii, Arch Support, tit.
Put one on tho pain is gone!
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Headaches
Arc Usually Due to
Constipation
When you nre constipated,
not enough of Nature's lu
bricating liquid is produced
in the bowel to keep the food
waste soft and moving. Doc
tors prescribe Nujol because
it acts like this natural lubri
cant and thus secures regular
bowel movements by Nature's
own method lubrication.
Nujol is n lubricantnot a
medicine or laxative so cannot
gripe. Try it today ,
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