Doctors Said
Health Gone
Suffered with Throat Trouble
Mr. B. W.
D. B a r nes ,
er - Sheriff
of Warren
County ,
T e nnessee ,
in a letter
from Mc-
M i nnville ,
T e nnessee ,
writes :
"I had
throat
trouble
and had
t h r ee doc
tors treating
me. All
failed to do
me any
good , and
p r onounced
my health
gone. I conJVIr. . B. W. D. Barneo.
D 1 u ded to
try Peruna , and after using four bottles
can say I was entirely cured. "
Unable to Work.
Mr. Gustav Himmelreich , Hochheim ,
Texas , writes :
'Tor a number of years I suffered when
ever I took cold , with severe attacks of
asthma , which usually yielded to the com
mon home remedies.
"Last year , however , I suffered for eight
months without interruption BO that I
could not do any work at all. The va
rious medicines that were prescribed
brought me no relief.
"After taking six bottles of Peruna ,
two of Lacupia and two of Manalin , I
am free of my trouble so that I can do
all my farm work again. I can heart
ily recommend this medicine to any
one who suffers with this annoying
complaint and believe that they will
obtain good results. "
A DRAW.
Old Grouch So you'had a fight with
Clarence. He claims he licked you.
Cholly Oh ! the boastah ! It's twue
-wumpled my cwavat dweadfully ,
but when it was all ovah his collah
was fwightfully wilted.
Explained.
"Heigho ! " sighed Mrs. Stoutly. "You
used to sit with your arm around my
waist , John , but you never do it any
more. "
"I'm sorry , dear , " replied Stoutly ,
"but "there are some things that are
beyond my reach. " Harper's Weekly.
Most men would rather give their
wives credit for what they do than
to give them money.
THE CARELESS GROCER
Blundered , and Great Good Came of it.
A careless grocer left the wrong
package at a Michigan home one day
and thereby brought a great blessing
to the household.
"Two years ago I was a sufferer from
Btomach troubles , so acute that the
effort to digest ordinary food gave me
great pain , and brought on a condition
of such extreme nervousness that I
could not be left alone. I thought I
should certainly become insane. I was
BO reduced in flesh that I was little bet
ter than a living skeleton. The doc
tors failed to give me relief and I de
spaired of recovery.
"One day our groceryman left .a
package of Grape-Nuts food by mis
take , so I tried some for dinner. I was
surprised to find that It satisfied my u
appetite and gave me no distress what v
ever. The next meal I ate of it again ,
and to be brief , I have lived for the m
past year almost exclusively on Grape- in
Nuts. It has proved to be a most laT
healthful and appetizing food , per T
fectly adapted to the requirements of ley
my system. y
"Grape-Nuts is not only easily di
gested and assimilated , but I find that 01
eince I have been using It I am able ttcl
to eat anything else my appetite fan cl
cies without trouble la
, from indiges
'
tion. The stomach trouble and ner faai
vousness Irave left me , I have regain ai
ed my plumpness and my views of inai
life are no longer despondent and ai
gloomy. ta :
"Other members of my family , espe
cially my husband , ( whose old enemy ,
in
the 'heart-burn , ' has been vanquished )
have also derived great benefit from ui
of
the use of Grape-Nuts food and we thai
think no morning meal complete without
ai
out it. " Name given by Postum Co. ,
Battle Creek , Mich.
be
"There's a reason , " and it is ex beA
plained in the little book , "The Road Is ;
to Wellville , " in pkgs. i ci :
Ever rend the above letter ? A new ot
one appear * from time to time. They
are srenulne , true , and full ol
bttercBt.
23
SYNOPSIS.
Jack Keith , a Virginian , now u bor
der plainsman , Is looking for roaming war
parties of savages. He sees a wagon .team
at full gallop pursued by men on ponies.
"When Keith reaches the wagon the raid
ers have massacred two men and de
parted. He searches the victims finding
papers and a locket with a woman's per
trait. Keith is arrested at Carson City ,
charged with the murder , his accuser be
ing a ruffian named Black Bart. A negro
companion in his cell named Neb tells him
that he knew the Keiths in Virginia , Neb
says one of the murdered men was John
Slbley , the other Gen. Willis Waite. form
erly a Confederate officer. The plainsman
and Neb escape , and later the fugitives
come upon a cabin and find Its occupant
to be a young girl , whom Keith thinks
he saw at Carson City. The girl explains
that she is in search of a brother , who
had deserted from the army , and that a
Mr. Hawley induced her to come to the
cabin while he sought her brother. Haw
ley appears , and Keith In hiding recog
nizes him as Black Bart. There is a ter
rific battle in the darkened room In which
Keith Is victor. Horses are appropriated ,
and the girl who says that her name is
Hope , joins In the escape. Keith explains
his situation and the fugitives make for
Fort Larned , where the girl Is left with
the hotel landlady. Miss Hope tells that
she Is the daughter of General Waite.
Keith and Neb drift into Sheridan , where
Keith meets an old friend. Dr. Fairbain.
Keith meets the brother of Hope Waite.
under the assumed name of Fred Wil
loughby. and becomes convinced that
Black Bart has some plot Involving the
two. Hope learns that Gen. Waite , who
was thought murdered. Is at Sheridan ,
and goes there , where she Is mistaken for
Christie Maclaire. the Carson City singer.
Keith meets the real Christie Maclaire
and finds that Black Bart has convinced
her that there Is a mystery In her life
which he is going to turn to her advan
tage. The plainsman tells Hope Waite of
her resemblance to Christie Maclaire.
They decide that Fred Willoughby may
hold the key to the situation.
CHAPTER XXIV. ( Continued. )
A group was gathered about the
body in the rain , a single lantern
glimmering. Two or three men had
started down the passageway , and
Keith met them , revolvers drawn and
suspicious.
"Who are you ? " snapped one
sharply. "Were you doing all that
shooting yonder ? "
Keith recognized the voice , thank
ful that he did so.
"I fired at the fellow , but he getaway
away onto the prairie. I reckon you
couldn't have done any better , Bill. "
"Jack Keith ! " and Hickock's voice
had a new tone , his hand dropping on
the other's shoulder. "Never was
gladder to meet a fellow in my life.
Boys , this is an old deputy of mine
down in Dodge. When he gives up
chasin' a murderer there isn't much
use our tryin' . Let's go back , and find
out how bad the fellow is hurt While
we're feelin' our way , Jack , you might
tell us what you know about this af
fair. "
"it was just the flash of a gun , and
the man dropped , " Keith explained ,
briefly. " 1 was ten or a dozen feet
behind , and the fellow fired from un
der the wagon there. He must have
been laying for some one I reckon ,
maybe , it was me. "
"You ? Then it's likely you have
some notion who he was ? "
"Well , if I have , Bill , " and Keith's
lips were set tight , "I'm not liable to
tell you. If it's the lad I think likely ,
I'll attend to the case myself. You
understand this is my personal af
fair. "
Hickock nodded , his hand again
pressing the other's shoulder.
"Sure , Jack'if you feel that way.
There's enough doing here in Sheri
dan to keep a marshal reasonably
busy , without dippln' into private
matters. I rather reckon you can
take care of yourself , but if you need a
me , old boy , I'm always right here on n
the job. You know that. "
ti ;
"I do. Bill , and appreciate It. " tin
The group about the motionless
;
body fell away , and made room for the
marshal , the last , man to rise saying tl :
soberly :
"He's dead all right. Hickock. 1
guess he never knew what hit him.
Good shootin' , too. dark as it Is here. " ft !
"Had the range fixed , likely , " re &
turned tljfe marshal. "That's what h'
makes it look like It was arranged h'e
for. " e
He bent down , striving to distin
guish the dead man's features turned m
up ; to the drizzle , but the night re mhi
vealed < only the faintest outline. hihi
" know him ? " hiui
"Anybody There was ui
no response , only a shuffling of feet uibi
the mud. "Here , you man with the bihi
lantern , hold it over where I can see. st
There , that is better. Now. you fel
lows take a look , and see if some of h
you < can't name the poor devil. "
They glanced down , one after the m
Dther , over Bill's shoulder , shading mm
Lheir eyes from the rain so as to see si
slearer. The light of the flickering
lantern streamed full on the ghastly ai
'ace , but each man shook his head , aih
md passed on. Keith hung back , hop- nl
ng soene one would Identify the body , nlw
md dot make it necessary for him to w
ake part in the grewsome task. It wh <
iras not likely to be any one he knew , lo
tnd besides , he felt the man had died cc
his stead , and he dreaded to look he
ipon the stricken face. When the last
the group had drifted back out of ai
he radius of light , Hickock looked up yc
md saw him.
"Here , Jack , " he said , gravely , "you at
letter try you might know him. "
Keith bent over and looked down. In
he did so his heart seemed to rise Inm
hoking into his throat , and a blur de
ibscureS Ms sight. He swept a hand
THE
LE OF THE PLAINS
, .
. AUTHOR OF'MY LADY Or THE SOUTH. vl\ }
WHEM WILDERNESS WAS KIM of ETC.ETC
ILLUSTRATIONS By DeARB0RttMci.vii.ir-
( Copyright. A. C. McClurg & Co. . 1310. )
"Som't'ing 'Bout a Gal , Massa Jack an' a Law Suit.
over his eyes and dropped on his
knees into the mud beside the body ,
staring speechless into the white face ,
the sightless eyes. Hickock watchIng -
Ing him closely and gripped his arm.
"What is it ? Do you know him ? "
"My God , yes ; Fred Willoughby ! "
CHAPTER XXV.
A Reappearance of the General.
Keith did not inform Hope of her
brother's death until the following
morning , but had the body properly
prepared for burial , and devoted the
remainder of the night to searching
for General Waite , and , Incidentally ,
for both Hawley and Scott Both
Hickock and Fairbain assisted in this
3ffprt to learn the whereabouts of the
lead boy's father , but without the
slightest result , nor did Keith's inves
tigations reveal the gambler at any of
Ws accustomed resorts , while Scott
aad apparently made a complete get-
iway. These disappearances merely
served to convince him as to the truth
3f his first suspicions ; Scott might
lave departed for good , but Hawley
ivould certainly reappear just as soon
is assured his name had not been
nentioned in connection with the
ragedy. To Neb alone did the plains-
nan candidly confide his belief in the
uilt of these two , and when other
iuties called him elsewhere , he left
he negro scouring the town for any
possible reappearance of either.
Heavy-eyed from lack of sleep ,
leavy-hearted with his message , yet
ully decided as to what advice he
should ! offer , Keith returned to the
lotel ' , and requested an interview with
Hope. Although still comparatively
arly : , some premonition of evil had
iwakened the girl , and in a very few
noments she was prepared to receive
ler visitor. A questioning glance into
lis face was sufficient to assure her of
inpleasant news , but , with one quick
ireath , she grasped his arm as though
ils very presence afforded her
trength.
"How tired you look ! Something
las : occurred to keep you out all night
-and and I know you have brought
ae bad news. Don't be afraid to tell
ae ; 'I can bear anything better than
uspense. Isit about father ? "
"No , Hope , " and he took her hand ,
nd led her to a chair. Bending above
er he gave her the whole story of the
tight , and she scarcely interrupted
rith : a question , sitting there dry-eyed ,
fith only an occasional sob shaking
er slender form. As he ended , she
joked up Into his face , and now he
ould see a mist of unshed tears In
er eyes.
"What shall 1 do , Captain Keith ? 1
m all alone with this , except for i
ou. " ]
"I have considered that , Hope , " he
nswered , gravely , "and it seems to
le your present duty Is more to the
ving than the dead. You should re- ]
lain here until we learn something ;
efinite regarding your father , and j ]
iscover the truth of this conspiracy I j
formed against him. If Fred could
know the trouble his chance words
have caused , he would wish 3Tou to do
this. With him gone , we are going to
find the unravelling harder than ever.
It is my judgment. Hope , your broth
er should be buried here. "
She shuddered , her hands pressed
to her eyes.
"Oh. on that horrible 'Boots Hill1 "
"Only temporarily , little girl. " his
voice full of deepest sympathy. "In
a few week's , perhaps , it could be re
moved East. "
She was silent for what seemed to
him a long while ; then she looked up
into his face , clinging to his arm.
"Yes , " she said , "that will be best. "
That same afternoon , the sun low
in the west , they placed the dead boy
in his shallow grave on "Boots Hill. "
It was a strange funeral , in a strange
environment all about the barren , de
serted plains ; far away to the east
and west , the darker line marking the
railroad grade , and just below , nestled
close in against the foot of the hill ,
the squalid town of tents and shacks.
There were not many to stand besidj
the open grave , for few in Sheridan
knew the lad , and funerals were not
uncommon some cronies , half-drunk
and maudlin , awed somewhat by the
presence of the marshal , Doctor Fair-v
bain , Keith and Hope. That was all
excepting the post chaplain from Fort
Hays , who , inspiried by a glimpse of
the girl's 'unveiled face , spoke simple
words of comfort. It was all over
with quickly , and with the red sun
still lingering on the horizon , the little
party slowly wended their .way back ,
down the steep trail into the one long
street of Sheridan.
At the hotel Neb was waiting , the
whites oi' his eyes shining with ex
citement , his patomime indicating Im
portant news. As soon as he could
leave Hope , Keith hurrried down to
interview his dusky satellite , who ap
peared about to burst with restrained
information. As soon as uncorked
that individual began to flow volubly :
"I sho' done see'd 'em , Massa Jack ;
1 done seed 'em both. "
"Both ? Both who ? "
"Massa Waite , sah , an' dat black
debble dat we was huntin' for' . It
was a mos' surprisin' circumstance ,
sah a mos' surprisin' circumstance. "
"Well , go on ; where did you see
them ? Do you mean they were to
gether ? "
The negro took a long breath , evi
dently overcome by the importance of
his message , and unable to conjure
I up words wholly satisfactory to his
ideas.
I "It sho' am de strangest t'lng ,
Massa Jack , ebber I prognosticated. I
j was jest comin' roun' de corner ob
1 Sheeny Joe's shebang , back dar by de
blacksmith shop , when de Lawd
save me ! yere come ol' Massa Waite.
a ridin' 'long on a cream colo'd pinto
. just as much alibe as ebber he was.
' Yas , sah ; he's whiskers was blowin'
j round , an' I could eben yeah him
j cussin' he boss , when he done shy at
a man what got up sudden like from
a cart-wheel he was settin' on. I done
took one look at dat secon' fellar , and
seed it was dat black debble from
down Carson way. Den I ducked inta
de blacksmith shop out 'er sight 1
sho' didn't want Mister Hawley to git
no chance at dis nigger 1 sho' didn't. "
"Did they speak to one another ? "
Keith asked , anxiously. "Did you hear
what was said ? "
"Sho' dey talked , Massa Jack. I
sorter reckon dey was dar for dat
special purpose. Sutt'nly , sah , dey
went right at talkin * like dey had
som't'ing on dey minds. Ol' Massa
Waite was a sittin * straight up on de
boss , an * dat black debble was a
standin' dar in front ob him. Ol'
Massa Waite he was mad from de
first jump off , an' 1 could heah most
eberyt'ing he said , but Mr. Haw icy
he grin de same way he do when tie
deal faro , an * speaks kinder low. De
ol man he swear fine at him , he call
him eberyt'ing a damn liar , a damn
scoundrel but Mr. Hawley he jest
grin , and say ober de same ting. "
"Wh-t was that. Neb ? "
"Som't'ing 'bout a gal , Massa Jack
an' a law suit an' how de ol' man
better settle up widout no fightin' .
1 jest didn't git de whole ob it. he
talked so low like. "
"What did Waite say ? "
"Well , mostly he jest cussed. He
sho' told dat black debble 'bout waat
he thought ob him , but he didn't neb-
ber call him Hawley no , sah. not
once , he done call him Bartlett. or
somet'ing or odder like dat. But he
sutt'nly read dat man's pedigree from
way back to de time of de flood. I
reck'n. An' he done swore he'd fight
for whatebber it was , papers or no pa
pers. Den Hawley , he got plumb tired
ob de ol' man swearin' at him. an Le
grabbed a picter out ob he's pocket , I
an' says , 'Damn you ; look at dat !
What kind ob a fight can yo * make
against dat face ? ' De ol' man stared
at it a while , sorter chokin' up ; den
he say softer like : 'It's Hope ; whpre
did yo' ebber get dat ? ' and de black
debble he laughed , an' shoved de pic
ter back into he's pocket 'Hope , hell ! '
he say , 'it's Phyllis , an' I'll put her
before any jury yo're mind to get oh ,
I've got yo' nailed , Waite , dis time. ' "
( TO BE CONTINUED. )
Mapping the Nation
More than one-third of the area of
the United States has been surveyed
and mapped by topographers of the
United States geological survey in
connection with the preparation of a
detailed topographic atlas of the coun
try.
try.The
The maps represent areas called
quadrangles , and show by a system of
contour lines all topographic features ,
giving elevations as determined by
the 1 survey's spirit level work. The
quadrangles < are areas limited by par
allels of latitude and meridians of
longitude , and differ in size with the
latitude of the areas and with the
scales of the maps.
Topographic work has been com
pleted in Connecticut , Massachusetts ,
New Jersey , Rhode Island and the
District of Columbia , and will be fin
ished in Maryland during the next
field season. In only five states has
less than one-tenth of the area been
covered.
It is not yet possible to make an es
timate of the number of sheets that
will form the completed atlas , but it
will probably exceed 8,000. Brooklyn
Citizen.
In Too Much of a Hurry.
"Absalom. " said 'Mrs. Parnbo. "you've
got to quit your drinking , your smok
tng your chewing , your swearing ,
your " "For heaven's -sake. Nancy. '
protested Mr. Rambo. "don't commit
me to such a wnolesale reform Let
me revise my habits schedule by
schedule " Chicago Tribune
When a fool wants to become wick
ed he must meet a wicked man wlm U
looking for a fool. Beaumarcbais.
* >
SEVEN YEARS
OF MISERY
How Mrs. Bethune was Re
stored to Health by Lydia
E. Pinkham's Vegeta
ble Compound. II
Sikeston , Mo. "For seven years I
Buffered everything. 1 was in bed for
four or five days at a
time every month ,
and so weak I could
hardly walk. I had
cramps , backache
and headache , and
was so nervous and
weak that I dreaded
to see anyone or
have anyone move in
the room. The doc
tors gave me medi
cine to ease me at
those times , and said that I ought tQ
have an operation. I would not listen to
that , and when a friend of my husband's
told him about Lydia E. Pinkham's Veg
etable Compound and what it had done
for his wife , I was willing to take it.
Now I look the picture of health and feel
like it , too. I can do all my own house
work , work in the garden and entertain
company and enjoy them , and can walk
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suffering woman and girl , and tell them
what Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable
Compound has done for me. " Mrs.
DEMA BETHUNE , Sikeston , Mo.
Remember , the remedy which did this
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It has helped thousands of women who
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ISO'
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Yi
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STUDY , ANYHOW.
> l
"Yes , she had to give up her part *
"Was it a case of overstudy ? "
"No ; understudy. "
He Ought to Get It.
"On what grounds do you seek a dlr
rorce from your wife ? " asked the law
yer.
"Simply because of a pun , " replied
the long suffering husband. "You see ,
she's a sculptress , and it gets on my
nerves to hear her remark twenty
times a day , 'Will you love me when 7
mold ? " '
Deep-Sea Version.
Tommy Cod What Is it they call a
pessimist , pa ?
Pa Cod A pessimist , my son , Is a
Hsh who thinks there is a hook in ev-
3ry worm ! Puck.
Like a
Pleasant
Thought
of an old friend
Toasties
with cream.
Sweet , crisp bits of white
Indian corn , toasted to an
appetizing , golden brown.
A delightful food for break
fast , lunch or supper always
ready to serve instantly from
the package.
"The Memory Lingers"
For a pleasing variation
sprinkle some Grape-Nuts
over a saucer of Post Toast
ies , then add cream. The
combined flavour is some
thing to remember.
Postnin Cereal Company , Limited
Battle Creek , Michigan