Adele Garrison
My Marriage Problems
The Disclosure Linda Confidingly |
Made to Madge.
Linda's weak face, which once had
been pretty, held the shamed grief
and the mulish obstlnancy of a child
who has been humiliated. She looked
moodily at the door through which
Grace Draper had just passed, and
her chin quivered with futile anger,
while impotent tears rolled down her
cheeks.
“She hadn’t ought to Irat e told theH
chef I snitched that little bit of
hooch." she said plaintively. “It
wasn't any harm, but he’ll be sore
at me, and he’s always treated me
white. I don’t know what made me
do it, anyway. 1 didn't need to.”
She stopped abruptly and looked
furtively, speculatively at me.
“Say. You look like a good kid,"
she announced at last. “And you're
-sore at Grade, too. Looklt. You
wouldn't snitch on me to her. would
you, if I showed you something?"
I snatched at the heaven-sent op
portunity.
“Of course, 1 wouldn't,” I assured
her warmly.
She nodded her head eagerly.
“I knew you were a good kid." she
announced, and when- she had locked
the door she raipe back to me, stav
ing at me with blinking, red-rimmed
eyes.
“You swear you won't tell Grade,”
she said.
"t swear it solemnly." I returned.
"That's all right then." "lie said,
and walking to the radiator, pulled
aside tire exquisite hooked rug which
covered the jagged hole in the floor.
“Come here,” she said, with a per
emptory je^k of Iter head.
I obeyed her quickly.
"Kneel down here,” she whispered,
and when 1 had done so. she took my
hand in hers and thrust it into the
jagged hole In the floor boards.
“I’d Like to Go to Sleep."
“Reach over to the right and get
what's there,” she instructed.
My fingers closed upon a flat bottle
which I drew out and handed to her.
She took it with a little crooning
sound of delight. Then, with a fright
ened glance at the hole in the floor,
she jumped up. dragging me with her,
and hastily pushed the rug over the
hole.
"There's somebody in the room be
low,” she said nervously, "and that
pipe's just like a telephone wire. You
can hear just as plain. Nobody knows
that but me, though, so don't you
tell Oracle."
With one of the freakish impulses
of partial intoxication. I.inda patent
ly had taken a fancy to me, and for
the present I was in high favor with
her. She uncorked the bottle, lifted
It to her lips, tilted her head back,
and with closed eyes and rapturous
face took a long draught. Then she
held out the bottle with the generous
glow of self-sacrifice on her face.
“Have a little snifter,” she invited
cordially. "You look as if you needed
one."
“I'd love to, a little later.” T pre
varicated promptly. “I have a head
ache now. and even a taste would
make it much worse."
To my Rreat relief, for l feared to
effend her, she accepted my explana
tion.
"I know,”’ she said, wagging her
head eagerly. "This stuff goes to
your head something fierce. I'd like
to go sleep right now.”
Familiar Voices.
She stood looking vacantly at me
for a minute, which seemed endless,
then a cunning smile spread over
her face.
“I’ll tell you." she said. "You’re
awful tired. Why don't you go to
sleep, too? We’ll both go to sleep.”
I seized the suggestion eagerly.
"That will he splendid!” I said.
"Only 1 don't want to go to bed. I'll
just get into a negligee and slippers
and lie down on the couch. liu it's
so near the fire, can’t we move it
over the other side of the room?
' She considered judicially.
“Why. yes. 1 guess so,” she said.
"Take hold."
She was fast reeling slightly when
we grasped the couch, and though
I watched her furtively. I saw that
she suspected nothing win n 1 put the
head of the couch so near tlie hole
of the radiator pipe that l could
reach flown and lift the rug without
moving from a reclining position. I
straightened myself with a sense of re
lief.
"Now I'll have a nice last.” 1 said.
"So will I.” "lie returned. "I’m
glad you don't want the bed. for I'm
going to take it. 1 need to stretch—”
out.”
She watched me change to a neg
ligee with eyes which she tried in
vain to keep watchful. And no soon
er was I ensconced on the couch than
she threw herself upon the bed.
I had to wait only a. few moments
before the sound of her breathing
told me she would be safe for hours.
Then I lifted the corner of the rug
and listened for sound from the room
below'. And when an hour liad slipped
by my' vigil was rewarded by the
sound of voices—voices w'lilch 1
recognized ss those of Grace' ljiapei
and Harry LnderWOod.
Burgess Bedtime
Stories
lly THORNTON VV. HI RGKSS.
Polly Chuck Appears.
Who satisfies his appetite
J.s ant to find the whole world right.
—JOHNXV CHUCK.
The good news that already green
grass was to he found so filled Johnny
Chuck with happiness that he thought
of nothing and no one else. He aclu
ally forgot Polly Chuck, who had not
yet come out. In fact, Johnny had
not once thought of her since going
to sleep weeks and weeks before.
When he had awakened and finally
/Crept out to his doorstep he had had
no thought of any one else but him
self.
“I Don’t Believe 11 ” Snapped Tolly
Clvtieli Again.
So lie actually was startled when
he heard a noise just behind him. He
had forgotten that there was any one
else in that house of his. He turned
quickly, suspecting an enemy. His
lips were drawn back showing his
teeth, for lie was ready to fight. What
he saw' was a sleepy looking face
just at the entrance of his home. It
was tlie face of Polly Chuck. .She
kept blinking her eyes, for they were
not yet used to the sunlight.
“Welcome, my dear.’’ said Johnny
Chuck. ‘ It is high time you wore up
and out."
Now Polly Chuck felt exactly as
Johnny Chuck had felt when he first
awakened. Tier temper was quite as
bad as his had been. She didn't say
a word. Site simply looked cross and
out of sorts. Johnny understood.
"Already there Is green grass!"
cried Johnny.
Polly Chuck found her tongue. “I
don't believe it." she said.
"It true!" cried Johnny eagerly.
"It if true, for I’ve had some!"
"I don't believe it." snapped Polly
Chuck again. "T never yet have
found green grass when I first came
out in the spring."
"But you will this tim"!" eried
Johnny. "I ll show you where it Is.
We must have slept longer than usu
al this year.”
Polly Chuck didn’t say anything.
She crept out of that doorway and
roughly pushed Johnny Chuck aside.
Johnny’ didn't like It. He almost
lost his temper. He even started to
ward her to push her. If he had
done so there would have been a quar
rel and a fight, which of course would
have been very dreadful. But sudden
ly’ he remembered how? he had fell
when he first came out. So ho kept
his temper, and sat up and grinned.
Polly Chuck didn't grin back. In
fact, it made her crosser than ever to
see Johnny Chuck grin. She began to
mumble and grumble to herself just
as be had done. Suddenly Johnny
Chuck turned and waddled on.
Straight back to that place where he
had found the green grass Johnny
Chuck waddled. He waddled because,
you know, he was so fat.
Polly Chuck watch'd him. It was
only a short distance- away, and she
could see him very plainly. He was
eating something. There was no
doubt about it. he was eating some
thing. Polly Chuck watched a few
minutes. Then slowly, for she was
still stiff from her long sleep, she
waddled over to join him. There was
green grass there. Johnny stopped
nibbling It and sat up. You see. he
really wasn't hungry. Anyway, there
was very little of that green grass,
and he wanted Polly Chuck to have
a taste of it.
Polly nibbled s few short blades
| Site glanced sidewise at Johnny
Chuck. She edged up beside him.
"Isn't spring beautiful'.’" said Polly
Johnny chuck agreed that It was.
Then side- by side they went bark to
their doorstep and began to make
I plans for a new home.
Beatrice Fairfax
Problems Tliat Perplex
The Science of Uving
Dear Miss Fairfax; Ev< ryiibng I
do goes wrong. Every plan I have
fails. Everyone I trust plays me
false. Don't think Tm a pessimist.
No matter what goes wrong, I pick
myself up and start again. I have no
idea of quitting. But all the flavor
and savor is going out of life because
there is no one, nothing in which I j
tan put any confidence.
Unless 1 get something to hang on
to. I feel as If I am bound to get old
and bitter and to suffer so much that
even If something does go right some
day I won't be able to enjoy it. i j
don’t know if you can make head or
tail out of my plea. But what I'm
asking for is something to see me
through all my had hours of disap
pointment. disillusionment and even
of desperation. Cau you think of
one word of cheer from me and all
the others who are stumbling in the
dark trying to hold on to some bit of
faith or light or cheer?” B. D. C.
Harmony is the prime requisite for
successful living. And when we learn
to get into harmony with life—we can
make something out of our surround
ings—or find the courage to go and
seek other surroundings.
Try to be poised, good-tempered and
to believe that you have not failed In
a ay sense hut in expressing yourself
amiss. Don't lose faith in yourself on
this account, but determine to find out
how to express yourself light.
There must he some principle hack
of everything. And the reason most
of us meet with failure and disap
pointment is because we are not in
accord with that principle
There is a path to achievement—
and the man who keeps on looking for
it. always finds it.
Our Children
By AN(iKU) PATH!.
(Irani Remembered.
Isabelle came in radiant. She was
so happy and so full of something that
made her eyes dance and her cheeks
flush with pink roses and she even
ate bread pudding without complaint.
‘•Mother," said she as she laid down
her spoon, “when you make my new
spring dresses I want one that lias a
long, floating sash, with flying ends.
You know!"
“NOW. Isabelle, don't ask for such
nonsense! You know I like you to be
neat, but I do not like those flying
things."
“But I want to have my dress like
the other girls. Cora is going to have
her blue voile made with floaters and
so is Dottle.”
"Very well! If their mothers like
them to look like windmills, that is
their lockout. Not mine! 1 want you
to look like a lady.”
“I could look like a. lady and be
stylish, lew.” pleaded Isabelle.
“Isabelle, remember this: You arc
bigger than your dress. If you are a
f.n'e w’oman nobody will care what you
wear. . If you are a silly thing you
needn't advertise it by your dress. Peo
ple will know it before you do!"
Isabelle was silenced such ponderous
philosophy, but Gram, who had been
listening silently all the time, spoke
up with a chuckle in her voice. “Vou
know, Gene, I can just see you as you
stood beside me in the old kitchen
at home where I was rolling the pie
crust. You were Just a little bit
above the table top.
“ ‘Mother,” you coaxed, 'when you
make my new aprons, will you please,
please put ruffles of embroidery
around the arm holes and make the
sashes wide and put embroidery on
the ends and be sure to put two little
pockets with embroidery on them.
And, oh, mo! her, do you think I could
have two little pins? Two little ones
made out of gold and with Darling
printed on them to fasten my apron to
my shoulders?' ”
"Oh, mother,” blushed the other
mother, “how can you?”
"Did you do them for her. Gram?”
asked Isabelle gleefully.
“I did! 1 put frills and frills on them
and her father, your grandfather,
brought those two little pins with
Darling on them to fasten the shoul
ders. They're up in your mother’s lit
tie red box this minute."
“Gram, you're a dear," said Isa
belle irrelevantly and raced off to
school singing like a lark.
“.Mother, you did that purposely."
chided mother, and Gram chuckled
again and folded her napkin with an
air of deep satisfaction.
copyright, JS‘;3.
Blanket Washing.
Ilang up wool blankets without
wringing them. They may take a lit
tle longer to dry but will keep their
shape much better. When the top
dries, reverse the blanket, and the
process will not be so lengthy.
An Kiplanation.
When you strike the term "beat
well" in a recipe, it means to beat
until all the ingredients are thorough
ly mixed together.
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A little adhesive tape oft the in
side of the shoe will delay the trip to
the shoemaker's when the sole is not
quite worn through.
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-system run down?
Hood’s restores strength,
appetite and weight
Thousands of letters from
women everywhere say that
Hood’s Sarsaparilla is re
markably helpful to weak
ened, run-down systems.
Mood’s Sarsaparilla gives the
blood more vitality and better
color, makes stronger nerves, and
contributes to the length and en
joyment of life.
It embodies a long-tried formula
of a family physician and is agree
' able, pleasant and convenient to
take. Get a bottle of Hood's to
day. At all druggists.
The Ionic for ihal tired feeling
HOOD’S
SARSAPARILLA
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Coated tongue- sour stomach, bad
breath, torpid liver and congested
bowels.
Amazingly Spendable I
Their quick curative action starts
in the stomach, relieving the pain
and distress, the gassy bloated feel
ing. They keep the liver active
and give free and cleansing bowel
action.
Mr. M. F. Craig, Middle Cnee, H. Y.,
aays, "They are the nicest and pleasantest
medicine I eser ased hr indigestion and
constipation. Wark like a ckarm. Da
net gripe or leaae any anpleasant efttL"
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stantly that corn sto;«s hurting, then
shortly you lift it right off with
fingers. Truly!
Your druggist fells a tiny bottle of
"Freestone ' for a few rents, sufficient
to remove every hard corn, soft corn,
or corn between the toes, and the
calluses, without soreness or irri
tatlon
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washing dislios and they will not
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MOTHERS, DO THIS
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When the Children Cough,
Hub Musterole on Throats
and Chests.
No tellirg how soon the symptoms mar
develop into cruup, or worse. And then «
when you re glad to have a jar of Mus
terole at hand to give prompt rekef.
does not blister.
As first aid. Musterole is e-ee! cut.
Thousands of mothers know it. \ ou shou.d
keep a jar ready for instant use.
It is the remedy for sdults, too. Be
lieves sore throat, bronchitis, tonsilitie,
croup, stiff neck, asthma, neuralgia, head
ache, congestion, pleurisy, rheumatism,
tumbago, pains and ach*»» of hark or joint«,
sprain*, sore muscles, chilblain*, frosted
feet and colds of th<» che®* 1 * may pre
vent pneumonia). 35c and 6.'>c jars and
tubes.
Better than a mustard piaster
AHVFBTISEMKNT.
QUICK REUEF FROM
CONSTIPATION
Get Dr. Edwards’ Olive
Tablets.
That is the joyful cry of thousand#
j since Dr. Edward# produced Oliv# Tab
let#, the substitute for calomel.
Dr. Edward#, a practicing physician for
17 year# and calomel’# old-time en^ray*
discovered the formula for Olive Tab’eta
while treating patients for chronic con
| stipation and torpid liver#.
Dr. Edward#’ Olive Tablet# do rot
contain calomel, but a healing, #oothi«r
vegetable laxative.
No griping is the * keynote’* of the#o
little sugar-coated, olive-colored tablet*.
They cause the bowels ard 1 er to act
normally. They never force them to un
natural action.
If yon have a “dark brown mouth'*
bad breath—m dull, tired feeling—tick
headache—torpid ii'er—constipation, you T
find quick. #ure and pleasant result# from
one or two of Dr. Edwards’ Olr e Tablet#
at bedtime.
Thousands take them every night ju«a
to keep right. Try Them. Joe and 3#e,
ADA F.RThFMF.NT.
How I Got Rid
of Burning Feet1
And Pan from Carat aad
Wit boat Soaking. Powders. Plso
tars. Bbe.. After Safer®* Isde
■eritaMe Foot Misery far 2ST®rs.
Pmf. F. T. Mdntrre, well known
world town** and lecturer. mym: "For
fan I ana fceapeBed to worn ahooa
two aim too large, to be Me to walk
■Mb tray rocnfac* at ail. Itnedaoakmg
St fret m iwedicmted bathe, powder*,
nkitm And foot-treatments galore, bw
he burning eallosses and so-roe*, wo
fond to go, wtnle tbe pains frow
ind huuBm continued to torture btah
rmd and hodr. wtneb mwt myeotjro’
aw rows fTttrin. One day. - ■ - .1 fcrtaet
,te»y. I m*< • lady from Rff-pt who *»—
me a Wtle bo* of Gypsy FrurtRAef,
which tbe said was a Mi ret frm H*
dear*. After using it » sh"*
tbe awful tmrmog strwpod. the rai
iawe* came off in chunk*, lewring the
•km of my feet clean and smooth
while the pain* from coerrs and bonnei
seemed to d.*»t>r>e*r as if by magi
P-nm tha* time. T sa d a .mrfnl ct»s -
her to orer *0 year* of 1 nde«
able frwit misery ’ I w.-aild not take a
hood-ed thousand dodirs to again gn
through t none years of agony. Now I fret
liketeil'ngeTery foot sufferer to get a bo*
of the wonderful Gypsy Foot Relief.
Note. —G jrpsT Foot Rrbef. referred
to bT Mr. McIntyre, mav he applied m
a mrente, without fuss or bother. Sore.
<1 ruck relie from es three-mi nut e*Uter nr
the makers gise hack th» small amount
too par. It t» sold io this citv bT
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Hsirci Drug Co., Merritt Drug l> #n^
Grc**n Drug Co.
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When Back Hurt* Flu»h Your
Kidneys as You Clean
Your Boss el*.
M.s- folks forget that the kidney*,
tiki* the tewrlf. sometimes get slug
gish and cU>«*ed and need a flushing
oceaatcmally. else we have backache
and dull misery in the kidney region,
severe headaches, rheumatic twing-*,
torpid iiver. acid stomach, sleepless
ness and all sorts of bladder disorders.
You simply must keep your kidney*
active and clean, and the moment you
feel an ache or pain in the kidney
Ifgion beg.ii drinking lots of water. ;
Mm. get a'- t foul • un •• of '
Salts from any |nd drug store bene,
take a tablespoonful in a glass if
water before breakfast for a few days
and your kidney* will then act fine.
Tlu* famous salts is made from tho
acid of grata's and lemon juice com
bined wuh lithia. and is Intended to
flush clogged kidneys and help stimu
late them to activity. It also hob*
neutralize the acids tn the urlnee so
they no longer irritate, thus helping
to relieve bladder disorders.
.tad Salts is nexpei - ve makes \
delightful effervcM-ent lithia water
drink whih every tody should taka
now and then to help keep iheir ktd
neys clean.
\ well known 1 >ca! druggist says ha
sells lots of .1 sd Salts to folks who
believe in trying to correct kidney
trouble while it is only trouble, fty
all means have your physician ev
atwine your kidneys at least twice i
year.
