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RED CLOUD. NEBRASKA. CHIEF
Antlior of "TJis T.otm nf Pel
leim uml irtnrr," TrleiHlMilp
Village" "A I) inclitrr of To
imirmw." "Illrtti," "IViiin In
Iendhl Vllltuo," unii "M1m
roiiyrlclit by United Foaturo Syndicate
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AN IMPRESSION OF
Zmi.i Giilo Im one of the most
? "iiiK.'utBtandltiK" women In Arncr-
lui She wrttfia nearly nlwnys of
I Hit Hinall town und nmnll-town peo
i llc their W11.VH, little and IiIr; their
T fnnlta nn.l their fltio qunlltlca; but
J into her wrltltiK stio pours a wealth
: of i he splendid, Itlndly thlnKs which
imihv AniiTlcu wlmt It Ib today.
? When one fiponks her name It r-
T rnllH poignantly ninoriK nor many
t boohs her "KrJ.-ndahlp VlllaRP,"
"Tim Tivuji of JVUe.is ami Ktarro"
and oven more vital than those, that
T Imil Kono before, "Miss Lulu Uett."
i There Is an big a simplicity about
X 'Aauu (ialu as there Ih about her
work Her sympathy with the other
T Mil roh'h point of view, tlui deBlre
J to know tho oppoHltn Hide, nnd
i above nil the power not to lt In
JmiIkiih nt are as eliaraeterlstlc of
T her iib they are of her writings.
T Hhe wan particularly plensed with
I tho Anieilriinlzntlon Idea of tho
i Hlar Author Set lea of Matrimonial
!Ailv nttlies and Kald she hoped she
ould wrllo a story that would
. prove her rlKbt to Join. Though
"Tlui riniiHiiiiH" rnmen from tho
t pen of one of the fuw authors of
T the nerlcs who uie not married, I
I know that all who read It will
I tiKrc with mo th.it It jctves one of
tho points In married llfo that may
ho numbered among thoae that ure
1 t rmed universal.
i JIAKY STKWAItT CUTTING, JH. J
Clauson stepped from Ids roadster
imil held out Ills hunil (o Miss Kick
mih. Mut with ii liiiml on cither side
of thi opening she swung herself
down, hunted softly, gave him a
warm hnrd llltlo fist nnd n thnnk you
nlmost gruff, and was up the stops of
her hoarding house. The house Itself
looked as If It had measles and CInu
hon drove off thinking what n fright
fill life Miss lttckson lived; his ste
nographer liy day nnd a tenant of a
senrred-lnoklng boarding house by
night. And what a brick she was
brown, rosy, businesslike little brick.
A woman, too. Eyes that were deep
with what could be tenderness. . . .
"None of thnt," said Clnuson, nnd
turned Into his own street.
He iit up his ear, walked the half
block to his apartment and while he
waited for the elevator, the thought
which he Imd kept In the background
abruptly enveloped him, seemed to
rush at him from outside: Suppose
Miss Itlckson were waiting for him
tip In fourth-floor front. Komance of
a sweetness almost forgotten might
be possible with Miss Klcksnn. . . .
He hurried down the tiled hall to
his own door, burst In, .shouted :
"Hello, .lop!" He was genuinely
shocked at himself. He wanted to
make amends by a tremendous home
coming snrb as lie had, before now,
carried off when he was too tired to
"Hello, darling," she said.
He had a swift look nt tho picture
which had greeted him so many
nights. The brownish room, the
heaped-up table everything .Tep did
Boemod to take so tiuieli cloth or wool
or whntever It was and of Jep her
self In n street dress busy nt Lord
knew whnt. "
She was measuring something. She
put up her factt to he kissed, kissed
him, smiled absently, said without
looking irt him:
"They sent me up some thnt the
moths have been In."
"Oh. they did, did they?' said Cliiu
lie mnde his preparations for din
ner nnd as she came up the pnssngo
tic sniffed distastefully nt an odor
wax, rubber, gravy tho odor of home.
The familiarity of the pictures on the
passage walls oppressed him signed
photogrnphs. a pergola, El Cnpltan.
A little gong wns pecked at thrice by
the maid trying simultaneously to
"dish It" In tho kitchen. Jep said,
"Iteady, darling?" and came toward
him, picking tluends from her skirt.
They went down the pnssage. He
slipped his nrm about her. She had
his hand under hers. And when they
sat at table Clausen looked nt her
across the soup and asked:
"Did 1 have my arm around you-
Just now, when we came down the
"Why. yes, didn't you?" she said.
"Yes. 1 think you did. why?"
"Nothing," said Clnuson, "I Just
From time to time, at dinner, he
looked nt ber stealthily. Fifteen
years they bad had together. There
were, no children. Suppose there
.should be twenty-live, thirty-five years
more. And they loved each othpr.
.But heavens nbovo them both, how
dull they were!
"I think I'll send thnt moth-eaten
stuff straight bnck to them," said Jep.
"Wouldn't you, dear?"
"I certainly would, darling," snld
n thought of the sacrilege
.using holy words In that unthinking
fnshlon. lie thought of the absurdity
of assenting like u sheep to something
which ho knew nothing whatever
about. He thought of Miss Ulckson
what If some morning the should
bring In his letters nnd say, "There,
denr." with thnt Rood little way of
dipping her head and turning It side
wise without turning her eyes. . .
They considered the theater and
gave up going. They considered tele
phoning for somebody to come In nnd
innke up a table and gave thnt up, too.
Clauson built a tire and smoked nnd
Jep rend aloud. Then they sat talk
ing. Once they disagreed on the
ethics of a hit of gossip and had
a spirited ten minutes. He didn't
quite like Jep when she argued.
When they sat silent Clauson thought
of Miss Hlekson's restful way of re
joining "Exactly" to all his opinions.
He suddenly Imnglned her saying
"Exactly, dear"; Imagined her sitting
here beside lilm ; caught the zest, the
laughter, the thrill which talk with
her could conceivably hold
Obediently on that fie halted Ills medi
tations. He look"d thoughtfully nt Jep. .Top
was responsive; she had humor; she
could be amusing. Mut he was so
used to her. Her hands, that gesture
to her hair, her absent look, her little
crooked yawns. Not a surprise, not
even a variation, She was Jep for
ever. At nine Clauson rose nnd wound
the clock nnd observed as usual thnt
he must have It regulated.
"I've hoard you say that oceans of
times, dear," Jep remarked also as
"Dear" again. Whnt n continual
farce! And be wished sho wouldn't
always say "oceans." Whnt n rotten
go everything was. How had he got
himself Into this miserable little Jail
of a life, full of clocks nnd keys nnd
kettles. What did; any confounded
thing matter? No wonder everybody
wns tired nf everybody else.
Ho faced Hlnrot and said abruptly :
"I'm going out for n little while, Jep."
"Well, where on earth are you go
ing?" ko Inevitably nsked.
"To take a turn around n block or
two. I'm seedy. I'm seedy I" said
he, and went.
Ten minutes Inter he was bnck nnd
nt tho look In his face Jep said:
"Why, darling! Is nnythlng the
"I wish you wouldn't call mo 'dar
ling' when you don't menu It," ho
burst out, and added: "I beg your
I pardon. Yes, .something Is tho matter.
I met Dibble down In the otllce. He
gave me tho tip that this building is
to be pulled down."
"Pulled down!" she repeated, nnd
he wished Irrltnbly thnt she would not
let herself look so surprised Jep
nlwnys did that. He bnd seen her do
It Innumerable times over nothing.
"Yes, pulled down," ho repented
sharply. "We'll nil have to cet ont
by fall. Dibble heard it pretty
straight. Says he's got his eye on a
flnt nnd he's going to get out of here
now nnd sublet till his lease runs out.
"Arthur," said Jep absorbedly, "do
you think we could get one of those
bungalows In the new addition? If
we only could let's look tomorrow,
dearest, nnd If we enn get one, let's
"Mut I don't want to move nt nil,"
said Clauson bitterly. "I like this
place. I'm used to It. What right
has he got to turn us out?"
"I saw one of them last week," Jep
went on absorbedly. "Darling little
cupboards and such occnnB of closets."
"I don't want to move nt nil," Clau
son repented doggedly; "I'm used to
thts plnee . . ." His eye rested on
the deep fireplace thnt nevpr smoked,
on the familiar brown tile, on the
shelves that could be reached from
"Well, hut darling I" Jep wns be
ginning. A thousnnd times had he
seen her settle down with the same
gentle exasperation to nn argument.
"I'm going to bed," said Clnuson;
Nexfdny they drove out to look nt
the bungalows In the pew nddltlon.
It had been n terrible day at tho of
ficeappointments broken, n big con
tract lost and Miss Rlckson nt home
ill. When he picked up Jep waiting
on n corner Clnuson wns In no mood
to like a house on a street of pearl.
Ye tho bungalows were undeni
ably nice. Jep was In ecstasies. "See,
darling. Oceans of pnntrles." She
put, he thought distastefully, white
tiling nnd nn outside door for the Ice
man above every wifely consideration.
Mut even' he was forced to admire the
closet-room, the lended windows, the
"No corners, though," he growled.
"No corners. I enn't smoke unless
there's corncrsI tell you Jep, I don't
want to move."
They went home In the rain nnd nil
the way there Jep was nbsorbedly
nnd aloud Imagining furniture Into
thnt bungnlow. Clnuson snt silent,
hunched at the wheel. He wus think
ing how frightfully used he wns to
"Miss Ulckson," he thought, "now'd
be so djfferertf. So still nnd nnd
considerate. Thinking of a man's
comfort Instead of the closets." And
now for the first tlmo ho let himself
think of her without reproach.
While ho was hanging up his coat,
Jep called to him from her room:
"Darling," sho said, "when we camo
In the house Just now did I kiss you?"
"Why, yes, I think so," said Clau
"Oh, nothing. I didn't think I'd for
gotten," she nnswered. "I never mean
Clauson thought: "Good henvens,
have we come to tills?"
When ho Joined her she was bend
ing over tho living-room table, all
heaped up ugaln with whatever It was
nnd she was saying absorbed)? feltat
these looked Just as mothy ns the
others did. He wondered discontent
edly If any other woiiiau on earth
found moths In everything, the way
"I'll bet you'll find moths In the
new bungalow," he told her. "I'll bet
you'll Mud moths In paradise . . ."
Through dinner she talked of the
new bungalow, and Clnuson, going In
by tho lire, groaned. He tilled Ills
pipe and thought about the fireplace
which drew so welt and the old brown
tile and the book shelves near enough
to reach from his chair. Mut It wasn't
thee things which held hint. It was
their glorious itccitstomediiess.
"I don't want to leave this place."
he insisted. "I'm used to It I tell
you, Jep, I'm so used to It that I'm
I'm rooted. I'd he miserable any
"I'm used to It, too," she ndmltted.
"Truly, for all my talk, I'm home
"Then let's cut talking about It. for
now," said Clauson.
The evening passed as all evenings
pnssed. They considered the theater
nnd gave up going. They considered
telephoning for somebody to come In
and make up n table, and gave that
up, too. Clauson lighted the fiie and
smoked and Jep read aloud. Then
they sat talking. Once they disagreed.
Then they slipped Into silence. . . .
And Clnuson fell to thinking of Miss
Ulckson. He had heard her say In
credibly little nnd yet he could feel
the zest, the laughter, the thrill which
talk with her could conceivably holdj ti
Mut he and Jep had nothing to say tiFl y
each other, really, which they had not
Ho rose abruptly. "I'm going out
for n little while, Jep," he said.
"Whore on earth nre you going?"
she rejoined, as always.
This tlmo as he went ho did not
At a chemist's he called up tho
scarred hoarding house nnd asked for
Miss Uuth Ulckson.
"I've something I want to talk over
with you," he told her earnestly. "Aro
you well enough to have u bite of sup
per with me?"
"I nm not, thnnk you," came hack
nt h!m crisply. "Won't this wait till
morning? I'll be down nt work
"It will not wnlt," said Clauson,
Just as crisply. And then sho said
that tho landlady .sometimes let her
uso her own sitting room and she
would see. Ten minutes and Clauson
wns In the lnndlndy's sitting room and
Uuth Ulckson sat before him. She
wns In her office dress nnd sho waited
primly and as If sho were about to
take dictation, but with u fnlnt,
It wns n terrible room, this In which
they were seated. The colors fairly
locked horns. Above Miss Rickson's
head depended n bright oil of a dog
much too lnrge for his kennel. The
light swooped down from the nnked
gaB jets. There was an odor of cold
"I can't get you out of my mind,"
Clnuson began abruptly. "Look here:
T want to help you."
"Help me?" She looked still more
puzzled. Her somewhat wary pres
ence wns not ns Clauson had Imaged
it. She made It a bit difficult for him
to go on. He was not very sura what
he Intended to sny anyhow had not
been sure, any of the time. He had
depended on Inspiration nnd her man
ner was not Inspiring him.
"Yos. Help help you somehow to
get n better deal," he brought out.
'.'Thank you. That's very nice of
you. How?" Inquired Miss Ulckson
rapidly. It was the exact ninnner In
which she sometimes said, "Will you
spell thnt name for me, pleaso?"
CJauson floundered. "I don't
know," he said. "You tell me. Whnt
do you what do you want to do?"
Miss Ulckson wns watching him. It
came to Clauson thnt alio was enor
mously nble to take enre of herself,
to make her own deals. There In the
olllce, taking his orders In silence, def
erential, gentle, she bad never seemed
nnythlng like so self-sufficient as she
"I want to be n stenographer," she
said. "That's fairly plain, Isn't It, by
my taking the trouble to learn the
"Yes, of course. Mut haven't you
any other ninliltlor.? Haven't you
ever wanted " Clauson was feeling
rather foolish, ns If the only reason
which lie could think of offhand for
coming to see her had failed.
"Why," said Miss Ulckson, "I sup
pose I wunt to he married."
Clauson was startled. "You are
going to he married?" he Inquired.
"Nobody that I'd have has ever
asked me. Mut," said Miss Ulckson
gravely, "ho may, he may !" She
smiled a little then, nnd dipped her
It went through the mind of Clau
son that this bookkeeper, or whoever
he might prove to lie, would ho the
one to hear her agree, "Exactly, dear."
Or would she agree so very much?
Meally, she was very different from
the Miss Ulckson In his olllce. Sho
sat thwre walling politely, to hear
what he was going to say next. And
what was he going to say next?"
"You you wouldn't want to go to
college?" he asked her, looking more
"Me? Not much. I'm no teacher
born. Three and a but h that's my
measure. Ami my mother will live
with ins when I get It."
Clauson arose. Ho looked around
him n little wildly. "Mut couldn't you
live somewhere now," ho wanted to
know, "where where such n cursed
dog wouldn't sit In front of n konnel
ho doesn't lit?"
She looked quite blank. "What's
the matter with the dog?" she In
quired, nnd dipped bar head, nad
turned her face a bit without turaliiR
her eyes, and ran her hand up over
her bobbed hair at the back. She was
so utterly charming when she wns
silent and agreeing. She was so
utterly different when, now, sho
wheeled towtird hlni:
"Look here, Mr. Clauson," she said
briskly, "why did you come to see ma
Nie was looking nt him nggrcs- i
slvel.v And abruptly perhaps It was
hicniiM he Just noted the thinness
of her wrists Clauson was sweet by
a sir. ng pity. I'oor little thing, ho
llmiiulit, suspecting everybody, quite
on her nun in this big town. I'oor
In this fearful boarding.
house, Just working ahead on the
chaiii e that some bookkeeper or other !
would marry nor out or tilings, a
lonely, sordid existence. Common. I
little thing, he now saw. He leaned
"Miss Ulckson," he snld, "my wife '
nnd 1 have been married for fifteen
years. We have only ourselves to ,
look after. Sitting with her tonight
in our comfort mid security and and '
companionship, I in fact, as I told j
you, 1 couldn't get you out of my
mind. And I resolved to see If I
couldn't brighten up life u little for I
you ns a sort of ei thank offering '
for the brightness of my own I"
For the first time that evening, Miss
Ulckson relaxed. The sweetness came
buck to her face, her head dropped, j
her ees were liquid. i
"There Isn't n thing you can do," she '
told him. "Mut my, what a prince
r'ou are." I
On a spontaneous word from hlni I
nhout a raise, they parted. Under the
eye of the accursed dog he took her
hnnil In u friendly, though formal
leave taking. The boarding bouse
with tlio mensles facade he left In a
high though Impromptu sense of hav
ing played the benefactor. Clauson
hadn't much humor. Not enough fo
Inugh at himself. Willi a measure
less proclivity for self-Justification Mr
utmost thought, now, that It was ex
pressly In order to make this propo
sition that he had escaped to Miss
All the same he entered his own
npiirtmeiit quietly and rather as If ho
thought--or hoped that Jep might bo
She was not asleep. She camo fly
ing to meet hlni, her fneo radiant;
and he saw that something had hap
pened. Something that sh6 Ilkod;
thnt they would like.
"O dearest," she cried, "whnt do
you think? It's nil n mistake Mr.
Dibble called up to say they aren't
going to tenr down the building this
year nt all. And we don't have to
"Say!" said Clnuson. "Say I"
He sat before the fire and filled his
pipe. The fireplace that drew so well,
the book shelves. near enough to bo
reached from his chair and the old
brown familiar tile were theirs for a
long time to come. Ho looked round
on these things. He liked them; ho
wns used to them. He looked across
at Jep and smiled. He was used to
them ns he wns used to her.
That hold him. He stared nt her,
his pipe suspended. He was not likely
to think things out hut gently, n cer
tain satisfied sense of her very nccus
tomedness assailed him. Of her fa
miliarity as of u well-loved home. He
cared nnd she cared and they always
would care. It had always been and
It would always be. An eternity of
being accustomed to each other. So
accustomed that each hardly knew
the other to be there nt all.
lie had no Idea how to voice what
he was feeling. So he got up and
wound the clock.
"M'h i?ot to be regulated, that
thing," he heard himself mutter.
Jep smiled up nt hlni lazily.
"If you didn't say that every night,
dear," she observed, "I'd miss It."
He stood looking down at her. And
then he said In a vast content:
"We certainly are used to
other, dearest--aren't we?"
LANGUAGE FORMED BY TRADE
fcxcellent Exemplification of the Fact
Is Found in Uso of the
There Is a page .of history con
cealed In the 'word "calico." When
the Miillsh went to India, they found
there n considerable cotton textile In
dustry. Tho center of tills Industry
was Calicut. What more natural than
thai the Kngllsli traders, who Intro
duced Indian textiles Into Knglaud,
should call that kind of Indian cotton
cloth ufter the town where tlicy got It
Mut calico even In our own time luii
been renamed by foreign peopleB after
the nluco where they got It from,
"American" or "Merlcanl."
American calico was used by tho
early American traders with Kastern
peoples, like the Arabs and the Lev
antines, as a medium of exchange.
Tho Arabs and the Levantines quickly
mimed It "American" or "Mencanl."
t'allco, whether Imported from
Mnerlca or from Knglnnd, Is called
American" all over the Near Kust.
Languagu is thus sometimes formed
by trade and by tho extiiange of goods
between countries. Kansas City Star,
Finally Fulfilled Its Purpose.
A (Mvil war bomb which hud been
tossed nhout for Ti7 .vears, used as nn
niidlron und In shot -putting rxerclsos,
esploded recently, wrecking a house
on ii plantation two miles south of
OpelousiiK, La. At tho tlmo It ex
ploilcd It was serving r,n an andiron,
no one being In the house nt tho
time. Tho house burned to the
IMPROVED UN1F0HM INTERNAT10HAL
(By rcyV. l II, FIT.WATKn. D. D.,
Ten rher of Kncllnh lllble In th Moody
ruble lnntltute of ChlenRo )
Copyrliihl. 1121. Wttrn Ntwipnptr Union.
LESSON FOR AUGUST 5
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aoi.DUN TKXT "tuir hou! wiiiteth
foe lh Lorl. He In our help nn
uhleld.' -l'sulm 33:21.
llBFBnKNCia MATERIA!, Mark 11: i
40 16 H! Luke 23.4D--2I 12.
Pill MA HV TOPIC-How .Mary Man
(liilcnc Hhowi'd Her I,ovo for Jesus
Jl'NMOll TOPIC How Mary MaKdii
lollu tihowud llur Urntltudo to Johum
INTBH.MBOIATB AND HKNIOH TOP
ICA Woman h Orutoful fcSorvlce.
YOt'NO PKOPI.B AND ADULT TOPIC
Maiy MiiKdulcuu, Snvrd and SuI'vIiikt.
I. Mary Saved (Luke 8:1. ii).
While Jesus and Ills disciples were
preaching throughout the villages of
(lalllee, Mary and certain other wom
en heard the good news of snluition
and were saved. Hvll spirits were cast
out of them. Mary had been possessed
with seven demons. The number seven
Indicates the completeness of her af
fliction. Modll affliction usually ac
companied demon possession. Doctor
Krdiiiiin says: "It Is a cruel error to
confuse Mary Magdalene with tho sin
ful woman of whom Luke has Just
been writing, Mary hud sulTered from
demon possession, as here stilted, but
there Is nothing In the gospels to indi
cate that she had ever been a woman
of notoriously evil life." So wide
spread Is this I'nlsc Impression Hint
many rescue homes for fallen women
nre named unjustly, "Magdalene."
II. Mary Ministering (Luke 8:!t).
She, with certain women who had
been saved from Satan's power, out of
it heart of gratitude looked after the
comfort of .the Lord nnd Ills disciples.
These women must have been In easy
circumstances, as fliey were able to
buy food and other necessities and,
doubtless, lodging for Jesus nnd Ills
disciples. These women were the fore
runners of t lint large company of nuved
women who have throughout the Chris
tian centuries been uilntsterliig to tho
Lord through kindness to Ills minis
ters. How poor would he this world
without the ministry of godly women.
III. Mary's Steadfastness (John If):
After the men and disciples had for
saken the Lord u group of faithful
women remained at the cross, among
whom was Mary Magdalene. Others
lingered, prompted by natural affec
tion, hut she lingered out of grateful
love for salvation from Satun's bond
age. IV. Mary at the Empty Tomb (John
1. Mlstnken Tears (11-1.1). She had
come to the lomh to weep nnd to pay
respect to the body of her Lord. She
was weeping over what she regarded
as a tragic loss. In spite of her love
and fnlth, she was In a state of con
fusion, if she had known what was
revealed to her n short tlmo afterward,
she would not have thus wept. She
was weeping because the tomb was
empty, when the real cause for weep
ing would have been the Lord's body
In the tomb. I low many times we
break our hearts over misunderstand
ing. The fnct that a living body had
walked out of the tomb Instead of the
dead body in it should have occasioned
rejoicing. The empty tomb Is the
Christian's ground for hope.
'J. The Unrecognized Master (vv. 14,
She was within sight of the living
Lord, yet mourning for Him. Let us
I look In the right direction and we shall
have our sorrows turned Into Joys. The
I reason she did not recognize the Lord
i WIS tmif j(, jj not Mj,j,,u. as rIkj
! thought lie should. Many times our
preconceived notions prevent us from
. "Restrained Familiarity (vv. 10,
The full meaning of Jesus' words
when he forbade Mary to touch Him
perhaps we cannot surely know. The
difficulty doubtless Inhered In Mary's
see me to think
"wine! 1" "link
same relations Instituted he
resurrection coitld he re-
mimed. He showed her that He wns
nfieentllng Into glory and that He
should henceforth receive divine wor
ship. 4. Mary Telling the flood Newt of
the Kosurreetlon (vv. 17. IS).
, The need of telling the good news I
, to the poor despondent disciples wns
ho urgent that there was no time for
i f.i in II in lit. v. What Joy there must have
been In the hearts of the disciples at
this good news.
If thou are rich thou art poor; for,
like mi ns-. whose hack with Ingots '
hows, thou hearest thy heavy riches
but a Journey, and death unloads thee.
Communism jiosm'sm's n language
which every people can undcistand.
Its elements aro hunger, .'in and
Humility Is a virtue all prom h, none
practice; and yet everjlmdy is cntrnt
to hear. Seidell.
An Idler Is a 'watch thnt lucks both
hand-, ih ii-eless If it goes n- If It
"I can't begin to tell how glad I nm
that I started on the Taiilnc treatment,
for it has built me up ten pounds nn.i
restored me to splendid health." de
clared Mrs. Nettle Jenkins, 'J707 N,
C-ltli St.. Omaha, Nehr.
"For several years I suffered tlu
worst kind of misery from stomnch
trouble, nervousness and headaches,
and sometimes Indigestion mnde me so
weak I had to stay In bed. My nerves
were so excited that the street cars
passing the house kept me nil un
strung. Then I had the fin and that
left me In u worse condition than ever.
"I had such astonishing results from
my first bottle of Tanlac I kept right
on until now I feel like nn entirely dif
ferent person, mid my friends often
remark that I look years younger. J
simply enn't find words to express mj
gratitude to this wonderful medicine."
Tnnlne Is for sale by all good drug
gists. Accept no substitute. Over 87
million bottles sold.
Tnnlne Vegetable Pills are Nature's
own remedy for constipation. For sals
Japa. Turning to Electricity.
The growth of the electrical Idea In
Japan is rellected la the shipment Just
mnde from the United StnUvi of two
25,000 kv-a., ll,(KH)-volt synchronous
condensers, the largest ever built for
foreign shipment In this country.
These big machines are to he In
stalled by the Nippon Klectrlc Power
company of Osaka, the Industrial cen
ter of Japan, and will bo used for pow
or factor correction on lM,000-volt
transmission Hues which serve u large
area of Japan. The motors of the ma
chines weighed 70 tons, and the stators
or n rnintures velghed 5-1 tons. Tho
appurutus Includes seven transform
cm, each weighing f0 tons completo
with oil. und standing 27 feet In height.
( To Have a Clear, Sweet 8ktn
Touch pimples, redness, roughness
or Itching, if any, with Cutlcura Oint
ment, then bathe with Cutlcura Soap
nnd hot water. Itlnse, dry gently and
dust on n llttlo Cutlcura Tnlctmi to
lenvo n fusclnntlng fragrance on skin.
JBvcrywhcro 2ric each. Advertisement.
A favorite uinopg children Is ono of
them who comes with u new kind of
No ugly, grimy Btrcnkn on the
clothes when Red Cross Mall Blue is
used. Good bluing gets good results.
All grocers carry it. Advertisement.
A college diploma doesn't nlwnys en
able ii man to got three square mcaf
Wonderful Resultsf coinLydia
E. Pinkham't Vegetable
Beloit,WIh. "My female- trouble waa
brought on by overwork. I Lad worked
I in stores ana naa la
do heavier work than
my strength could
stand, ana had to b
on my feet most of
the timu. Finall' I
had to jive up this
work entirely and
stay at Lome. Doc-
frriw'u ntrtiliniflA. AtA tint
Jl O lUivUiWu saw
give mo unuch relief!
and my Mother
wanted ni to tak
Lydia By. Pinkham'n
Votrotnblo Comnounu. 1 tock b couplo of
as much aa it Bheuld, so I gat re it up to tr
something elBe. Nothing II took helped
mo much, sol finally decukxl to givo Uw
Vegetable Compound another trial aid
to take enough of it U make euro
it would help me. I havo taken it over
a year now and it has brought wonder
ful results. I havo gainoif from 93 to
110 nonntla nnd nm keeninn houfl now.
' My faenda nil notice the cWigoln y
, helth j wm giod to aer all
letters that women wnio to mo auoui.
the Vegotablo Compound, " Mrs. W.
G. Monbon, 1515 Park Avo.vBelojt,Wis.
Mrs. Monson is willing to write to any
Woman Buffering from euch troubles.
Visit Canada this cummer
see for yourself the op
portunitiea which Canada
offers to both labor and
capital rich, fertile, vir
gin prairie land, near rail
ways and towns, at $15 to
$20 an acre-long terms if
desired. Wheat crops last
year the biggest in history;
dairying and hogs pay well;
mixed fanning rapidly in
Excursion on 1 at and 3d
Tuesday of Each Month
from various U.S. points, slnijU
fare plus X2 for the round trip.
Other special rates any day.
Make tins your summer outing
Canada welcomes tourists
no passports required have a
ureat trip and see w th your
own eyes the opportunities that
For full information, with freo
booklets and maps, writo
W. V. BENNETT
300 Peter's Trait Bldg.
AallirtctJ CuuJUi CoVt Alt.
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