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F. K. STROTHER, Manage.
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.Can th Eyaa Believed?
Trot Claparede, of a Swiss aalver
atty raoeatly asked a daass of 54 sta
ekts dgfct staple questions coacera
lastke rooaas they daily visited at the
choeL "Are the columns in the res
tifcale nmnd or squareT' "Is there a.
wlawfaclng the'doorkeeper'sboxr'
"is the ceSttmg In the large ampalthe
ater plain or decorated," and so on.
Forty-fire of the 54 students de
clared that there was no window at.
all; eight, remembered that there was
a window, but each and all attributed
a wrong situation to it; one, more
sincere than his fellows, candidly
owned that he had not the least Idea
whether there was a window or not
As regards the shape of the columns
in the vestibule, only six answers were
correct. By way of continuing . the
experiment, one day a man conspicu
ously costumed burst into the class
room, where he performed certain an
tics and uttered certain emphatic
phrases prearranged with the pro
fessor. He was then thrust out of
the door as if he had been an ordinary
unauthorized intruder. Here was a
scene, says the Grand Magazine, emi
nently calculated by reason of its
strangeness and unexpectedness to
Impress the imagination of the stu
dents. A few days later, on some
pretext or other. Prof. Claparede
asked his pupils to describe to the
best of their recollections the person
and acts of the masked man. Out of
the 22 students who had been present
on the occasion only four described
the man accurately. The rest either
admitted that their recollection of the
scene was absolutely at fault or gave
such a description that it might have
applied to anybody rather than the
correct person.
The Mississippi's Power.
A $10,000,000 dam to be built across
the Mississippi, furnishing .a force
which will generate 211,500-horse pow
er, is the latest word in civil engineer
ing circles. This dam will furnish
more power than does Niagara Falls
at the present time, and is being pro
moted by a syndicate aggregating
$300,000,000 in capital, who have al
ready spent $50,000 in preliminary sur
veys, etc. The article gives a clear
account of the curious difficulties
which had to be overcome in promot
ing this project showing the govern
ment had spent $5,000,000 in building
a canal for navigation of the river past
the rapids opposite Keokuk, la., and
that the new water-power scheme
would necessitate the overflooding of
.this great national canal. But, never
theless, says Technical World, con
gress was induced to look with favor
on the undertaking, as the promise
was made that, although all the fed
eral works in the neighborhood would
be drowned out, new ones would be
constructed without cost to Uncle
Sam, and that $40,000 a year would
ultimately be saved the government
in the cost of operating their canal.
It Is expected that the actual construc
tion work on the dam will commence'
the first of the year.
If we may accept the expert opinion
of the famous son of a famous father
pulpit eloquence has suffered a decline.
According to Rev. Thomas Spurgeon,
son of the late Rev. C. H. Spurgeon,
the sermon of to-day is no longer the
power it was. It is possible the mod
era sermon may be couched in equally
forcible language, but its influence
cannot be compared with that wield
ed fey the exhortations of a generation
or more ago. The pastor to-day, re
,marks the Cleveland Plain Dealer,
'facet a very different audience, an au
dience that is at once critical and
largely unimpressionable. It doesn't
ask lor rhapsodies, it is impervious to
warning lessons, it refuses to have its
feellags harrowed up. This was not
the congregation the old-time giants
of the pulpits faced. They were not
handicapped by such considerations as
temper the eloquent flight of the
preacher of to-day.
Parle honors famous literary men
by aa wring streets after them. The
death of Henrik Ibsen has started talk
of thaa commemorating the great Nor
wegiaa. A dramatist of the lighter
sort declared els readiness to vote for
a Rae Henrik Ibsen on condition that
there should also be a Rue BJornst-Jerae-BJornson.
This, he explained,
.would mot only be homage to the au
thor of "Beyond Human Power," bat
woald he prodactive of amusing re
sults ia the case of cabmen, as no
'doubt It would.
Down In Pennsylvania the other day
a trunk exploded and nearly killed a
railroad baggageman who was hand
ling it roughly. That settles it! The
man with a weak and wobbly old
trunk atoy help tt out some by mark-,
tag it plainly: "Explosive! Handle
with Care!'
A bank cashier wanted in Switzer
land has been located. He wound up
in Waterhury, Coon. The Swiss watch
hie atoveaaents closely doubtless, and
"are ready to make a case against' him.
Straage that Japan, the land of the
cherry blossom, and, necessarily, of
the. cherry tree, hasn't produced a
George Washington.
' A coateaiporary notices that the
oyster corks back to town with the
.actors. And the lobster arrives with
the ballet.
lis the
reform, what is being
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CHAPTER X Continued.
Calvert acquiesced eagerly,- scenting
possibilities. But when they were out
under the frosty stars v he had tne
good sense to walk her up and 'down
in the healing silence and darkness
for five full minutes before he ven
tured to say what was in, his mind.
When he spoke it was earnestly and
to the purpose, not without eloquence.
He loved her; had always loved her,
he thought. Could she not, with time
and the will to try, learn to love him?
not as a cousin?
She turned quickly and put both
hands on his shoulders.
"Oh Cousin Billy don't!" she fal
tered brokenly; and he, seeing at once
that he had played the housebreaker
where he would fain have been the
welcome guest, took his punishment
manfully, drawing her arm in his and
walking her yet other turns up and
down the long platform until his pa
tience and the silence had wrought
their perfect work.
"Does it hurt much?" she asked,
softly, after a long time.
"You would have to change places
with me to know just how much it
hurts," he answered. "And yet you
haven't left me quite, desolate, Vir
ginia. I still have something left
all I've ever had. I fancy."
"And that is"
"My love for you, you know. It
Isn't at all contingent upon yonr yes
or no; or upon possession It never
has been, I think. It has never asked
much except the right to be."
She was silent for a moment Then
she said: "Cousin Billy, I do believe
that you are the best ma that ever
lived. And I am ashamed ashamed!"
"What for?"
"If I have spoiled you, ever so lit
tle, for some truer, worthier woman."
"You haven't; you mustn't take that
view of It I am decently in love
with my work a work that not a few
wise men have agreed could best be
done alone. I don't think there will
be any other woman. You see, there
is only one Virginia. Shall We go
In now?"
She nodded, but when they reached
the Rosemary the returning engine
was rattling upon the open siding.
Virginia drew back.
"I don't want to meet Uncle Somer
ville just now," she confessed. "Can't
we climb up to the observation plat
form at the other end of the car?"
He said yes, and made the affirma
tive good by lifting her in his arms
over the high railing. Once safely on
the car. she bade him leave her.
"Slip In quietly and they won't no
tice," she said. "I'll come presently."
Calvert obeyed, and Virginia stood
alone In the darkness. Down in the
Utah construction camp lights were
darting to and fro; and before long
she heard the hoarse puffs of the big
octbpod, betokening activities.
She was shivering a little In the
chill wind sliding down from the
snow-peaks, yet she would not go in
until she had made sure. In a little
time her patience was rewarded. The
huge engine came storming up the
grade on the new line, pushing Its
three flat-cars, which "were black with
clinging men. On the car nearest
the locomotive, where the dazzling
beam of the headlight pricked him
out for her, stood WInton, braced
against the lurchings of the train over
the uneven track.
"God speed you, my love!" she mur
mured, softly; and when the gloom of
the upper canyon cleft had engulfed
man and men and storming engine
she turned to go in.
She was groping for the doorknob
In the darkness made thicker by the
glare of the passing headlight when
a voice, disembodied for the moment
said: "Wait a minute. Miss Carteret;
I'd like to have a word with you." -
She drew back quickly.
"Is it you, Mr. Jastrow? Let me
go in, please."
"In one moment I have something
to say to you something you ought
to hear."
"Can't it be said on the other side
of the door? I am cold very cold,
Mr. Jastrow."
It was his saving hint but he woald
not take it
"No, it must be said to yoa alone.
We have at least one thing In com
mon, Miss Carteret you and I. That
Is a proper appreciation of the suc
cessful realities. I"
She stopped him with a quick little
gesture of impatience.
"Will you be good enough to stand
aside and let me go la?"
The keen breath of the snow-caps
was summer-warm in comparison with
the chilling iciness of her manner;
but the secretary' went on unmoved:
"Success is the only -thing worth
while In this world. WInton will fail,
but I shan't And when I do succeed,
I shall marry a woman who cam wear
the purple becomingly."
"I hope you may, I'm sure," she
answered, wearily. "Yet yoa' win ex
cuse me If I say that I doa't under
stand how it concerns me, or why you
should keep me out here In the cold
to tell me about it"
"Don't you? It concerns you very
nearly. You are the woman, Miss
Carteret" N
"Indeed? And If I decline the
honor?"
The contingency was one for which
the suitor seemed not entirely, pre
pared. Yet he evinced a willingness
to meet the hypothesis In a spirit of
perfect candor.
"You wouldn't do that definitely, I
fancy. It would be tantamount to
driving me to extremities."
"If you will .tell ate how T. cam do
it 'definitely. I shall be most happy to
drive you to extremities, or anywhere
else out of my way," she said, frigidly.
"Oh. I think not" he rejoined.
"Yoa wouldn't want me tegb and tell
Mr. Darrah how yoa have betrayed
him to WInton. I had the siagmlar
gooa iortume to overhear yomr
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knbw; aad if Mr. Darrah knew, fee
would 'cut you out. of his will with
very little compunction, don't yoa
think? And, really, you mustn't
throw yourself away on that Senti
mental Tommy of an engineer. Miss
Virginia. He'll never be able to give
you the position you're .fitted for."
Since French was a dead language
to Mr. Arthur Jastrow, he never knew
what it was that Miss Carteret named
him. But she left him in no doubt
as to her immediate 'purpose.
"If that be the case, we would bet
ter go and find my uncle at once," she
said in her softest tone; and before he
could object she had led the way to
the Rajah's working-den stateroom.
Mr. Darrah was deep in one of the
cipher telegrams when they entered,
and he looked up. to glare fiercely at
one and then the other of the intrud
ers. Virginia gave her persecutor no
time to lodge his accusation.
"Uncle Sbmerville, Mr. WInton was.
here an hour ago, as you know, and
I told him what you had done what
I had helped you do. Also, I sent
him about his business; which is, to
win his railroad fight if he can. Mr.
Jastrow overheard the conversation,
purposely, and as he threatens to turn
informer, I am" saving him the trou
ble. Perhaps I ought to' add that he
offered to hofd his peace if I would
promise to marry him." .
What the unlucky Jastrow might
have said in his own behalf is not
to be here set down1 in peaceful black
and white. -With the final word of
Virginia's explanation the fierce old
master of men was up and clutching
for the secretary's throat and the
working complement of the Rosemary
suffered instant loss.
"You'll spy upon a membeh of my
family, will you, seh!" he stormed.
"Out with you, bag and baggage, befo'
I lose my tempeh and forget what is
due to this young lady you have in
sulted, seh, with your infamous pro
posals! Faveh me instantly, while
you have a leg to fun with! Go!"
Jastrow disappeared; and when the
door closed behind him Virginia faced
her irate clan-chief bravely.
"He was a spy, and he would have
been a traitor for a consideration.
Uncle Somerville: But I am little bet
ter. What will you do to me?"
The Rajah's wrath evaporated quick
ly, and a shrewd smile, not unkindly,
wrinkled the ruddy old face.
"So it was a case of the trappeh
trapped, was it my deah? I'm sor
ryright sorry. I might have known
how it would be; a youngefa man
would have known. But you have
done no nnpahdonable mischief.
MIsteh Winton would have found out
for himself in a few hours . at furthest
and we are ready for him now."
"Oh. dear!" she said. "Then he
will be beaten?"
"Unquestionably. Faveh me by go
ing to bed, my deah. Your roses will
suffeh sadly for all this excitement,
I feah. Good night"
CHAPTER Xt
It seemed to Virginia that she had
but just fallen asleep when she was
rudely awakened by the jar and grind
of the Rosemary's wheels on snow
covered rails. Drawing the. curtain,
she found that a- new day was come,
gray and misty white In the gusty
swirl of a mountain snow-squall.
Without disturbing the sleeping
Bessie, she dressed quickly and slipped
out to see what the early morning
change of base portended. The com
mon room was empty when she en
tered it hut before she could cross
to the door the Reverend Billy came
in, stamping the snow from his feet
"What Is it?" she asked, eagerly.
"Are we off for California?"
"No, it's some more of the war.
Viewpoint of a Bachelor.
Iris I wonder why you are so pop
ular with the widows?
Jack I guess they feel sorry for
me because I haven't been anybody's
first choice.
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overhear Leathered that the ditched
engine Is still in . the'wayC that they
are Cryiag-toroirit .over into. vthe
creeks Bless rae!'-MeGrath Is gettUng
terribly reckless!" this as a spiteful
lurch of the car flung them both
across the compartment
"Say Uncle Somerville;"-she amend
ed. "Don't charge it to Mr. McGrath.
Can't we go out-on the platform?"
"It's as much as your life is worth,"
he asserted,, but he opened the door
for her.
The car was backing swiftly up the
grade with the engine behind serving
as a "pusher." At first the fiercely
driven snow-whirl made Virginia gasp.
Then the speed slackened and she
could breathe and see. r
The shrilling wheels were tracking
around a curve Into a scanty widening
of the canyon. To the left on the
rails of the new line, the big decapod
was heaving and grunting, in the
midst of an army of workmen swarm
ing thick upon the overturned guard
engine.
"Goodness! It's like a battle!" she
shuddered. As' she spoke the Rose
mary stopped with a jerk and Mc
Grath's fireman darted past to set the
spur-track switch.
The points were snow-clogged, and
the fireman wrestled with the lever,
saying words. The delay was meas
urable in heart-beats, but it sufficed.
The big decapod coughed thrice like
a mighty giant in a consumption; the
clustering workmen scattered like
chaff to a ringing shout of "Stand
clear!" and the obstructing mas9 of
iron and steel rolled, wallowing and
hissing, into the stream.
"Rails to the front! Hammermen!"
yelled Winton; and the scattered force
rallied instantly.
But now the wrestling fireman had
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thrown the switch, and at the Rajah's
command the Rosemary shot out on
the spur to be thrust with locked
brakes fairly into the breach left de
fenseless by the ditched engine. With
a mob-roar of wrath the infuriated
track-layers made a rush for the new
obstruction. But Winton was before
them.
"Hold on!" he shouted, bearing
them back with outflung arms. "Hold
on, men, for God's sake! There are
women in that car!"
The wrathful wave broke and ed
died murmurous while a square-shouldered
old man with fierce eyes and
huge white mustaches, and with an
extinct cigar between his teeth, clam
bered down from the Rosemary's en
gine to say:
"Hah! a ratheh close connection, eh,
MIsteh Winton? Faveh me with a
match, if you please, seh. May I
assume that you won't tumble my pri
vate car into the ditch?"
Winton was white-hot but he found
a light for the Rajah's cigar, easing
his mind only as he might with Vir
ginia looking on.
"I shall be more considerate of the
safety of the ladies than you seem
to be, Mr. Darrah." he retorted. "You
are taking long chances in this game,
sir."
The Rajah's laugh rumbled deep in
his throat "Not so vehy much .longer
than you have been taking during the
past fo'tnlght my deab seh. But
neveh mind; all's fair in love or war.
and we appeah to be having a littlo
of both up heah in Qua'tz creek, bah?"
Winton flushed angrily. It was no
light thing to be mocked before his
men, .to say nothing of Miss Carteret
standing within arm's reach on the
railed platform of the Rosemary.
"Perhaps I shall give you back that
word before, we are through, Mr. Dar
rah," he snapped. Then to the eddy
ing mob-wave: ""Tools up,. boys. We
camp here for breakfast Flanagan,
send the 215 down for the cook's out
fit" (TO BE CONTINUED.)
Beat Him to It
Riley Did you Invite your friend
from Kentucky to take a drink when
you met him downtown?
Smiley I should say not He didn't
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elated. vThe 'poet-hail brought her two
gratifying communications one from
her banker announcing the advan
tageous sale of some, shares to accom
pany sh'e believed to"'be unsound; the
other from her married sister ikrlinv
dee telling her that Lady Macintyre
had made up her mind to settle ia
Chipperton.
She was only the widow of a dty
knight it is true, but she had a han
dle to her name, and was supposed to
be wealthy.
"It is just what we want in Chipper
ton," Miss Dennett-Brown remarked
to her unmarried sister, Olivia, "some
one to give tone to the place aad
lead society."
And already she saw visions of gar
den ..parties, at which she would be
an honored guest taxi bazaars at
whichahe would be asked to hold a
stall. With her mind's eye she even
began to range rapidly over her some
what antiquated wardrobe and. to
reckon up its possibilities.
"She. will be a great acquisition,
but" turning1 to her letter "she is
not to be here till the end of the Lon
don season, Carrie says."
Having' decided that this was to be
regretted but could not be helped, she
armed herself with a sheath of tracts
and went forth In great good humor to
visit those of her neighbors who, be
ing poor, had apparently forfeited the
Englishman's right to consider bis
house his castle.
She went first to some pretty chalet
like cottages just on the outskirts of
the town, in two of which new tenants
had lately come, whose acquaintance
she was anxious to make.
The door of the first was invitlnsly
open. Through it she saw, In the lit
tle sitting-room opposite, a woman
who was engaged in ironing some
lacey-looking articles. She was of a
pleasant but homely countenance.
Miss Dennett-Brown rapped sharply
on the door with the handle of her
umbrella, and without waiting for per
mission, entered.
"I hope I do not interrupt you," she
said.
The woman's face expressed sur
prise and could it be possible? a
shade of annoyance. But she said
politely:
"Oh, not at all; if you will go into
the front room I will be with you in
a minute."
"Don't move," exclaimed the other.
"Go on with your work I will sit
here," and she plumped herself down
Into a chair by the table. "I love to
watch people work."
"I expect it is fascinating some
times to those who themselves have
nothing to do."
Miss Dennett-Brown was a little
taken aback and tried to look severe.
"Oh, I am a very busy woman, I
assure you. Do you always do your
own ironing in here?"
"No, not always. I sometimes iron
in the kitchen but to-day the kitchen
is rather in a pickle."
"Ah, that is a pity. Do yon not
think it is a good rule to clean your
kitchen early? An ill kept kitchen is
well, you know, so very untidy. I
think I have a; little paper on that
very subject I am sure you will find
it useful," and diving into her string
bag, she produced a tract.
" 'Her House In Order,' It is called,"
she said; "it is most interesting."
"Thank you. Kindly put it down,
and I will show it by and by to Susan."
"Read it yourself, my good woman
read it yourself it will teach you a
great deal."
The ironing being now finished, the
mistress of the house suggested an
adjournment to another room, as her
visitor seemed inclined to stay. The
latter unceremoniously pushed open
a door in the passage, looked with
disfavor at a pile of unpacked luggage,
and sniffed ostentatiously. -
"A very unpleasant smell here," she
said. "What is it? Stuffy very
stuffy! I should keep that window
open if I were you. Let me see, when
did you come In?"
"About ten days ago."
"Oh, you are not 'very quick in set
tling down, are you? I shall be
around again next week with the 'Par
ish Magazine,' and shall hope to find
yoa quite straight; In the meantime,
mind you, read the little paper It will
be a great help. No, I will not go out
into the other room and, oh, don't
forget to send the story to your sol
dier son."
"I will certainly send It Who shall
I say sent it to him?"
Tm Miss Dennett-Brown but you
can tell him It was one of the parish
visitors. Oh, and I have not asked
your name."
"I am Lady Macintyre," the other
replied sweetly. "I have come in here
to be near the Poplars, which is being
got ready for me pretty, quaint little'
doll's house, isn't it?"
But Miss Dennett-Brown could not
reply; she felt a cold, creepy sensa
tioa down her spine, and finding her
self suddenly bereft of speech fled.
"How was I to know?" she asked
plaintively when her sister reproached'
her with want of penetration. "She!
looked just like, any one else not so
aristocratic as Mrs. Wegg, the post
man's wife, and she had on an old
holland overall and and" she went
on 'breathlessly, "it was mean of her
not to say who she was at first and to
lead me on and it was just, like Car
rie to say she wasn't coming yet she
always does -get hold of the wrong
end of a storyof course we shall not
be invited to the Poplars now!" And
the much-injured lady wept
Just Possible.
The two angry men were about to
come together.
"Stop right where you are, my good
men," said the parson, who happened
along just then. "What's the use of
fighting?"- .
"But" protested one, "he called me
a liar, parson."
"And he called me a lazy loafer,"
said the other. r
"Wen, there's no use In fighting
over a difference of opinion," rejoined
the parsoB. "Yoa may both be right",
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mies. Novelist Avenged Defe Death.
Gabriele d'Annunzio has erected a
monument to his dog. The inscription
Is long, beginning: "Sacred to the
imperishable memory of my greatest
and most faithful friend." The dog,
was killed by a peasant some months
ago. The novelist prosecuted the
man, who, at the trial, at Florence,
said that he killed the dog because it
worried his hens. The author had
engaged the services of two notable
councilors, at an expense of $1,000, to
prosecute. He won, and the peasant
waa sentenced to ten days' imprison
ment TERRIBLE SCALP HUMOR.
adly Affected with Sores and Crusta
Extended Down Behind the Ears
Another Cure by Cuticura.
"About ten years ago my scalp be
came badly affected with sore and
itching humors, crusts., etc., and ex
tended down behind the ears. My hair
came out in places, also. I was great
ly troubled; understood it was ecze
ma. Tried various remedies so called,
without effect Saw your Cuticura
advertisement and got the Cuticura
Remedies, at once. Applied them as
to directions, etc., and after tw,o weeks
I think, of use, was clear as a whistle.
I have to state also that late last fall.
October and November, 1904, I was
suddenly afflicted with a bad eruption,
painful and itching pustules over the
lower part of the body. I suffered
dreadfully. In .two months, under the
skillful treatment of my doctor, con
joined with Cuticura Soap and Cuti
cura Ointment I found myself cured.
H. M. F. Weiss, Rosemond, Christian
Co., Ill, Aug. 31. 1905."
Could Take His Choice.
At a recent inquest in a Pennsyl
vania town, one of the jurors, after
the usual swearing in, arose and with
much dignity protested against serv
ice, alleging that he was the general
manager of an important concern and,
was wasting valuable time by sitting
as a juror at an inquest
The coroner, turning to his clerk,
said: "Mr. Morgan, kindly hand me
'Jervis (the authority on juries)."
Then, after consulting the book, the
coroner observed to the unwilling
juror:
"Upon reference to 'Jervis, I find,
air, that no persons are exempt from
service as jurors except Idiots, imbe
ciles and lunatics. Now, under which
heading do you claim exemption?"
Success Magazine.
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others see as but we can't so there's
worrying about it
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reduced in weight so ft poaada. I waa
aassaic, ass mas, eoalda's eat
waa short of breath after she
tioa aad had htadaraei
staatlj. I had a doctor, of coarse, hat I
might aa well have take somach water
for all the good his. seedicuie did as.
Finally my vitality aad strength wera
so redaced that I had to' take ta my
had for several weeks at a time. I
could not digest any solid food aad far
weeks I did not take any other aoviaav
aMatthaaacupof tea or beef hroth. .
"While I was sick ia bed I read ef
Dr. Williams' Pink Fills aad 1 stopped
all other reedicine and begaa to take the
piOs. Sooa my improvement was very
aoticeaMe. My strength begaa ta re
tara, my stomach gaveaseao paia aad
jast aa sooa asl begaa to take solid food
1 gained in weight Dr.Wffimau Piak
Pills certainly saved my life. Iasaaow
perfectly well, have regained say aormal
weight of 120 pounds and I think Dr.
Williams' Piuk Pills are a woaderfal
medicine.
These celebrated pills are recoaa
mended for stubborn stomach trouble,
for all cases of weakness and debility,
such, as result front fevers and o:oer
acute diseases. All druggist sell Dr.
Williams' Pink Pills, or they will be sent
by mail postpaid, on receipt of price , 5e
cents per box, six boxes for $3.50, by
the Dr. Williams Medicine Company,
Schenecudy, N . T.
CURES SMJUMOE
Tablets and powders advertised
as cures for sick-headache are gen
erally harmiulandthey donot cure
but only deaden the pain by arJaag
me aeries la sleep for a short time
through the use of morphine or i
cocaine.
Lane's Family
Medicine
the tonic-laxative, cares sick-headache,
not merely stops it for an
hour or two. It removes the cause'
of headache and keeps it away.
Sold by all dealers at 25c and 50c.
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