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EjJ RID CLOUD, NBBBASKA, CHIEF t 4 K i y A onlvorsal custom AttCf that benefits ovcry- Fl7AfV ,M,dy rj1 Aids digestion, Pf 31 cleanses tho teeth, y soothes the throat WRHJIEYS & good thing to remember Sealed in its Purity Pickage Matrimonial Adventures Si5l a y,ik rtfiojaLMi iffi iivii sbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbw srir W W 1 TMP f S FLAVOR LASTS The Perfect Husband BY Charles G.Norris AotUot of "Salt," "Brass," cte. luached In Copyright by United Feature Syndicate J5ATAILDEAIEFK Requires No Attention M00 Guaranteed Three Year At Your Local Station or Mac-Dry Battery Co. of Neb. 2617 FarnamSt., Omaha Odd Deep. Sea Creature. "Old Man of the Sen," long fumed, or something extremely like him, has been discovered. A hideous marine monster fish, but with almost a human head, has been captured by the crew of the barque Duquo d'Aostu off the Brazilian coast. The creature's head has u well-denned nose, ears and Rap ing mouth, Its general appearance be ing that of an old man. One spike projects from the monster's forehead It is probable that early mariners, who Vild wild tales of having seen roer Jialds, mermen and demons when in koplc seas, had In reality seen some ich rare creature of the ocean depthB. Iho prices of cotton and linen have been doubled by the war. Lengthen their service by UBlng Red Cross Ball (Hue in the laundry. All grocersAd-vertftscmont. .His Keeper. Ue Marriage Is a great InstItutIon She Yes, I know there are a lot of nmntes. -Judge. t Uplift. "He clrtlms to be a great booster." "Yes; but his only Idea of elevating something Is to blow it up." It remains for a man on a sea voy. age to prove that hay fever is not de rived ftm pollen. SEELrS Alfalfa $S; sweet clover $3. Farms f.or sale & rent on crop poym'ts, J. Mulhftll, Soo City, la. Advertlsem't. Iloneaty may not be the best policy for thf. get-rlch-qulck promoter. A close friend Is all right until lie declines to lend you money. There was sullen silence ncross the breakfast table. Lucy Vnllentlne bent her head, and unsung poked at her food. Her husband Mulshed his ham and eggs deliberately, pushed away his plate, and lounging back In his chair, sucked the wind through his teeth with little panicking noises of ills tongue. Then he leisurely folded the morning newspaper, rose, took his tuif nnri mnt from the closet, and stalked out of the apartment without n word, sharply slamming the outer door behind lilin, Lucy sat on, thinking. A look of hopelessness, nlmost of despair settled upon her face. That was Tom that was the way Tom acted; they were In for another drenry spell of his surliness! She thought over the thirteen years of her married life; she vlsloned the thirteen that might fol lowthe twenty-six perhaps. That was to be her fate: yoked to a churl, uncouth and Ill-mannered, who was Insensible of how he offended her. And the thought that Infuriated her most was that Tom regarded himself as a perfect husband, faithful, good, generous, devoted to her ami to nis home! It was true enough. In fair ness, Lucy hnd to admit that Tom was generous; he was falthf illness Itself; he earned a good salary; he saved; he spent every night and even Sundays nt home, and gave her an ample allowance. He considered that by this he discharged his duty as a husband, nobly, and regaulcd the cause of their constant bUkerlngs, which recently he had chosen to treat In moody silence, as being entirely his wife's responsibility. He never missed an opportunity to point out to her thnt he had no vices; he did not even smoke. Ho regarded her sourly as nn ungrateful spouse a cranky, unreasonable, nervous woman. Luc? rocked her head in her lmmis, nnd monrMl. Tom was so egreglously stupid, so self-sat IsMcd, so blind. She could have forgiven his obtuseness, vut she could not forgive his rudeness. Every day of his life he unconsciously Hfrronta her, nnd almost as frequent ly did so deliberately. He growled at her, sneered at her, and when crossed, vhouted her Into silence. She had rebelled this morning. The Incident that had precipitated the n-hole trouble had been of trivial In cf.r.srquence; It always was. Tom had Rrld the cream was sour, and she had casually remarked that she didn't see how tt.nt could be since It was the morning's delivery, and then he mm shouted at her that he guessed he knew what he was talking about, and that when ho said the cream was sour, it was sour. She had said nothing In reply; she had considered his un crnclousness dispassionately for a limn, nnd then in the midst of the breakfast, she had suddenly put her clasped hnnds down before her on tne table, and said her say temperately and earnestly, urging her right to conrtpous treatment. She was fa miliar with the look of displeasure that came Into his face as he listened, nnd renchlng for an argument that would strengthen her words, she had alluded to Mr. firay and his wife, who lived In the adjoining apartment, nnd that had proved the spark to his nnger. . , i Fnr Tom hated the Grays, hated The suite or Chances are against the man who refuses to take chances. lam & Jelly Making now an exact science l Fresh Fruits are Plentiful ! ! Use the short CeRTO-Process for , making jam and jelly with Berries, J i rhffriM. Feacnes ana omer mms m season. You will find they are the best , iams and tellies you ever tasted. Certo is sold by grocers everywhere ' or sent postpaid for 35 cents. 1 MINUTE'S BOILING 2 POUNDS OF FRUIT 3 pounds of sugar 4 ouncesof Certo 5 POUNDS OF JAM Wrapped with every bottle b a recipe booklet which tells the story. Douclas-Pcclin Corporation 4 Granite lildg., RocheHcr, N. '(. retner, and sometimes each other's kitchens. Mr. Gray was an Interior decora tor; ho was often away for several days at a time when he went to super vise tho work on some rich man'B country home. He returned home, always, with a trlMIng present for his wife: n bangle, a pair or suvcr buckles, a lacquered box, or perhaps only a handful of Jonquils. Frequent ly he took her out to dinner ami me theater, and once, to Lucy's positive knowledge, he had Inveigled her down town In order to buy her a hat. That had Beemed to Lucy the apotheosis of conjugal devotion. Her own husband hud never brought her home unexpectedly a present In all his life. Once In a great while, she Induced him to go with her to the theater or the movies. He had never commented on anything she wore, or took tho smallest notice of hat or gow n. Lucy, considering her own lot anil the lmnny circumstances that were Mrs. Gray's on th.'s particular morn ing, said to herself with considerable bitterness that while she was In no danger of coveting her neighbor's hus band, she did long with all her soul for some degree of contentment with hr own. And upon these rellectlons. came Alice Gray, her sweet, composed face free of worry, her serene bounty I'lnwini' fntlnv with unexpected In terest. AI0117.0 had telephoned, she ex plained, thnt he was obliged to go to Boston; he would hnve to be away for several days, and he wanted his wife to accompany him. Could she arrange her affairs to be ready to leave with him on the late afternoon train? Could she? Alice Gray's eyes danced with excitement as she caught Lucy's hand. There was nothing to detain her; she hnd never visited Boston, she thought It perfectly sweet of Alon.'-o to want her to go. There was tho whole day before her In which to gel ready; she needed a new hat. a veil and a bag, and she urged Lucy to come with her and help her pick them out. Lucy could not resist. She was not small "enough to refuse to share this friend's pleasure even though sue felt the Injustice of Alice Gray's hav ing so much and herself so little. And the bitter feelings of the early morn ing were forgotten, as she hastily piled tho unwashed dishes In the sink to soak, gave an indifferent glance at Mm unmitrip bods, thrust head and arms into her trim tailor skirt, and reached for the smart little yellow straw hat which she had only been nble to wear once since she bought It, a month before. Later, seated beside her radiant friend on the top of u Fifth nvenue bus, the spring sunshine Mooding the cltv. the street gay with fashionably dressed women, she caught something of Alice Gray's exhilaration. The two women threaded the aisles of department stores, priced fabrics and exclaimed over the novelties. Alice Gray bought a charming hat, the veil, and u nent little handbag with nickel clasps, and Lucy indulged herself In a much-needed electric Iron. In buoyant spirits they made a leis urely progress at a late luncheon hour to one of the smart, new French res taurants on I'urk nvenue. And ulmost In the entrance way, about to pass through the revolving glass doors to the street, absorbed and gaily chatting together, tney encoun tered Alonzo Gray and a handsomely dressed woman. A happy exclamation burst from Lucy and she started for ward with a delighted greeting. "Why, It's your husband it's Mr. Gray" But her words died on her lips. Alice Gruy's Mngers closed like a vise upon her arm, and the baud dragged her aside. Something ugly und un- pleasant Mashed Into Lucy's mind. There was n whirling silence, a dizzy ing moment while her pulses raced, and her brenth was still. Then, un conscious and Btlll chatting amiably, Alonzo Gray and his companion passed Into the street. "Two, please and In tho corner. I like those upholstered seats." Alice Gray composedly addressed herself to the head waiter, and serenely followed Cehto (Surqjcll) R rrvfffvnA m - - No reason now her tongue to tell That sad old story "It did not jell Her jam's now pctfea-jelv, too She uses CERTO-so should you I pvervthlnc nbout them. rooms these neighbors occupied was i- tliA V11onlt,1n, an air-well separated the two cstab'- him into the cool nnd flower-seented llshments, ami upon mm '" light and ventilation n bedroom win dow of each apartment gave vent. Much that went on In tho Gray house hold could be henrd by the Vallen tlnes, and Tom and Lucy listened to the stray words and casual conversa tions that went on betwepiv their un suspecting neighbors, unabashed. Lucv loved the way In which the Grays spoke to each other. It was so different from that to which she was accustomed. The man had cxtrnordl nnrv nuances In his voice; It was beautifully modulated, and when he happened to address his wire as "my iionr." it was like n caress. Tom chose to ridicule the little lntlmnte things they said to one another, nnd to lmltnte Mr. Gray's manner. It made Lucy acutely uncomfortable, for she admired Mrs. Gray, was genuinely fond of her, and wns in terror lest Tom should be In turn overheard. Lucy had had her misgivings as to the decency of listening to her friend's conMdentlnl murmurlngs with her litis bnnd, but she nssured herself that tier motive was not unworthy curi osity. It wns merely that she enjoyed with a hungry soul tho manner In -i,iMi tills tmrtlcular husband and wifo snokp to one another. It wns beautiful, It soothed her, it was like exquisite distant music. She had come to be more or less Intimately acquainted with Mrs. Gray since that lady had moved next door. Tho two women visited ono another, ' i r.n.omnt olinrTlnf trlns to- made freuuent shopping trips to- refitaurnnt. "Come, Lucy" Lucy, shaken, bewildered, the sig nificance of what had occurred still half guessed, mechanically obeyed. Mechanically she ungloved her hands, mechanically Bhe pushed stray locks of hair up under her hat, mechanically she ordered. But when the obsequious head waiter had murmured: "Blen, madamc," and had departed, she could only keep her eyes on her plate, and sit tongue-tied, fearful of any comment she might hazard, miserably conscious of what must be her friend's humili ation and dlscoiufUure. That unques tionably had been Alonzo Gray, and the woman with hliu had been Lucy knew with unmtstukable Intuition, that the woman waB not of her world, or of the world of decent women, Alice had seen it all; she hnd understood, and had saved Lucy from precipitating a frightfully embarrassing encounter I "My dear my dear " Alice Gray laid her hnnd on Lucy's hrm. "You mustn't feel so badly. I understand what's passing In your mind but, my dear, you mustn't concern yourself on my account! ... I know; 1 know all nbout It." Lucy met her friend's unruflled gaze with widening eyes and parted lips. Mrs. Gray smiled at her, a wry, twisted little smile. "Oh, yes. I know all about It, and and I don't cr.ro! Alonzo Is all that I need In a husband; ho Is considerate, attentive, deferential; ho likes to ha with me, and to hnve me with Mm and ho loves inc. Oh, yes. he doesi ha loves me truly. . . There have always been women in Alonzo's life! This one happens to be u clever artist. Alonzo employs her as a decorator. I even know her nnme. She's Flora iValzannl. You know Balzannl, tho opera singer? She's hts divorced wife, nnd Is quite promiscuous. Alonzo has been well, nttentlvo to her for moro than a year. Of course, he has no Iden I know anything about It, and 1 wouldn't have hliu suspect I've learned for anything In the, world. You see, ho wouldn't want to hurt mo, nnd ho would think that If I knew, I wonld bo offended. But I have no moro feeling of Jealousy for this passing fancy of his than 1 would have for a good clgnr he enjoys after dinner. . . . Oh, I know my views are anything hut con ventional. I am shocking you"; Alice Interrupted herself, smiling a rather bard, cold little Binlle. "I would phock most women. But I believe al together too much emphasis Is placed upon tltlellty In marriage. As long as my hustmntl In no way Jeopardizes my rights as his lawful wife, why should I concern myself with what he does outside his home? Frankly, I would rather have him unfaithful to mo In nn occasional way, as he Is, than hnvo him drink himself Into hesottcdness, as many a man docs, nnd bring homo to me a throbbing head, n nasty tem per, and a rancid breath. Alonzo sat isfies me; he more than adequately ful fills hW part of life's companion with me. I am thoroughly content; whnt else matters?" Her own apartment studied close to Lucy, when, later the same dny, she closed the door behind her. It seemed cheerless, empty, desolate. The mood with which Alice Gray had Infected her all day, dropped from her like a cloak suddenly falling to the Moor. She put away her things and set about getting dinner, wnshlng tho dishes, whipping the unmade beds to gether, setting tho table. After all, her husband was probably no woreo than any other woman's. She raado him a pan of hot biscuits, of which she knew he wus particularly fond. At six o'clock, she heard him como In. She heard his creaking steps to the closet where he always hung his hat and coat; sho heard him creak his way back to the front room where sho knew he had thrown himself down on the sofa, and was reading the evening paper with feet cocked over ono hard, upholstered arm. He hud no word of greeting for her; ho would nave none; u dark and sullen silence would enwrup him for days to come. She put the food on tho table at the half-hour, and called him to dinner. Ho did not stop to wash 1Mb face or hands or comb his hair; he camo Just as he was, sullenly, Bllently, nnd hunched his chair up to his place. Suddenly something snapped in her. She screamed ; she screamed piercing ly ; ono wild, slinrp shriek. She burled her face In her hands, forcing the tlngers deep Into her cyebnlls. Then sho began to sob, brokenly, passionate ly, all the grief pent up In her burst ing out In an agony of weeping. In 13 years, Tom Vallcntlne had never seen his wife cry. Ho was startled now alarmed and shocked. He watched her In pained uneaslnesB for some minutes, groping nbout In his mind for Borne way to1 check the Mood of sobbing that beat upon his ears. It had been a long, long time since ho had laid a hand upon her In affection, yet now he was moved by the vlolcnco of her grief, and the unfamiliar im nulse enmo to him. Ho Inld down his knife and fork end stared at her stol idly, frowning deeply. He thought of getting up nnd patting her shoulder; ho tried to think of something to say, and In his perplexity began to talk at random. Ho dick not know how to bo gentle; he hnd forgotten how to be tender. The Iron bonds of habit wcra too well forged nbout him. ho naa al ways treated his wife with contumely, and now when ho strove to reach her troubled spirit with gentlo words, he found himself only mouthing a Justifi cation of his actions thnt morning. Lucy could not suspect thnt behind tho harsh voice, and nlow, clumsy words, there stirred within him tho first con cern for her he had known In years. Only tho dogged reiteration of tha facts nbout the cream renched her consciousness. Her sobbing fell silent, but she still pressed her palms to her cheeks, her Mngers to her eyes. Pres ently she was awnre he had forsaken the topic of tho cream ; now It was of his virtues ho discoursed. " . . . I ict you live your own life; vou ro and come as you please; you have your own friends. I never ask vou how or why you spend tho money every month, and I never let the Mrst go by without depositing your check In the bank I I never question what you do with yourself all day; nil I ask of you Ih to run the tiouse ana Keep things nice. ... I don't see how you've got much fnult to find with me. i don't drink or gamble or smoke; I don't go out nights, nnd I've never looked nt another woman in nil my life I Now, some men . . ." Lucy listened until she could stand no more. With wet tears stulnlng her cheeks, her fnco convulsed, she sud denly straightened herself and faced him, her Up trembling, her handB half outstretched to him across tho table. "Oh, Tom, Tom," sho cried, "I don't care how moral you are. I don't caro anything about other women. I don't care whether you go after them or not. Seek thiim, kl6S them, hnvo them do anything you like! Gumble, smoko and drink! Deny yourself nothing on my nccount. don't euro how wicked1 you ore. All i want you to do Is to bo kind to me, Tom bo kind, bo kind I Don't bo so ugly and mean to me. And sometimes Just now and thin try to Jovo ma h little P Aspirin Say "Bayer" and Insist! i?emiw) Importut to All Womei Readers of Tills Paper Unless you see the name "Bayer" on package or on tnblcts yon ore not get ting the genuine Bayer product pre scribed by physicians over twenty-two years and proved safe by milllona for Colds Headache Toothncho Lumbago Enrncho Ithcumntlsm Neuralgia Pain, Pain Accept "Bayer Tablets of Aspirin" only. Each unbroken package contains proper directions. Handy boxes of twelvo tablets cost few cents. Drug gists nlco sell bottles of 24 and 100. Aspirin 1b tho trade mark of Bayer Manufacture of Monoaeetlcncldester of lallcyllcacld. Advertisement. ONE CROP THAT NEVER FAILS Drounht or Locucts, Fire, or Flood, tho Tax Collector Is Sure to Arrive on Time. 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RUBBED HIM THE WRONG WAY Old Codger Quite Unable to See Senae or Humor In Remark Mads by Dud Donner. Roberts waB having to wait over In a small village for a train connection nnd wns trying to pnss the time by vlflltlng with some of the nntlves. "Nice little town you have here," he remarked to nn elderly man. "Well, I suppose bo," the native ad mitted. "Looks like It might bo n good coun try tiround about, too," Eoberts con tlnued. "Well, yes, I guess bo." "Whnt does good farm land Bell for nround here?" "More 'nn It's worth I" the old man answered, n twinkle In his eye, and yet, withal, serious. Roberts laughed. "Ib tho land very fertile?" "Oh, yea tol'able 1" tho old man as sured him. "It will grow n crop nigh on to every year and tho taxes never fall." Kansas City Star. "I belong to nn unorganized club of paralytica," said tho Old Codger of Kenllcucklc. "Every member has at some time hnd a stroke. We aace whenever nnd wherever we happen to, nnd enjoy ournclves by Blring each other up while talking about nothing in purtlcular. Then wo go our sev eral ways, each Batlslled In his own mind that every one of the others shows more Blgns of 1Mb aullctions than ho htmsclf does. And, confound It, Just yesterday, old Dud Dodder Bympi'thlzed with mo for looking go much worse than he docs. As a mat ter of fact I look Just about as healthy and stalwart hb I ever did. while ev erybody BayB old Dud is almost ready to totter Into tlio grnvc." Kansas City Star. Sometimes there la moro In the ncV Jcctlvo thnn you suspect when you speak of n criminal lawyer. It's easy for n rich man to die poor. 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