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SYNOPS1S.
At the expense of a soiled hat Robert
Orme saves from arrest a cirl In a black
touring car who has caused a traffic Jam
on State street. He buys a new hat and
to given in change a five dollar bill with:
'Remember the person you pay this to."
written on It. A second time he helps the
lady In the black car. and learns that In
Tom and Bessie Wallingham they have
mutual friends, but gains no further hint
of her identity. lie discovers another In
scription on the marked bill, which, in a
futile attempt to decipher it. he copies
and places the copy in a drawer in his
apartment. Senor Poritol. South Ameri
can, calls, and claims the marked bill.
Ormc refuses, and a fight ensues In
which Poritol Is oercome. He calls in
Senor Alcatrante. minister from his coun
try, to vouch for hhn. Orme still refuses
to Rive up the bill. Orme goes for a walk
and sees two Japs attack Alcatrante. He
rescues him. Returning to his rooms
Orme is attacked by two Japs who ef
fect a forcible exchange of the marked
bill for another. Orme finds the girl of
the black car waiting for him. She also
wants the bill. Orme tells his story. Sho
recognizes one of the Japs as her father's
butler. Maku. The second Inscription on
I the bill is the key to the hiding place of
Important papers stolen from her father.
.'Both Japs and South Americans want the
.papers. Orme and the "Girl" start out In
the black car In quest of the papers. In
(the university grounds in Evanston the
hiding place is located. Maku and an
other Jap are there. Orme fells Maku
(and the other Jap escapes. Orme finds In
JMaku's pocket a folded slip of paper. He
ftakes the girl, whose r.ame is still un
Jknown to him. to the home of a friend In
Evanston. Returning to the university
grounds Orme gets in conversation with a
guard at the life-saving station. They
hear a motor boat in trouble In the dark-
on the fike.
CHAPTER VI. Continued.
"I know -why he went out so far,"
remarked Porter. "He Is running
without lights."
"That in itself is suspicious. Isn't
1t?" Orm asked.
"Why,, yes, I suppose so though
people aren't always as careful as
they taight be. Our own lights aren't
lighted, you see."
"Have you any clue at all as to
where she Is?"
"Only from the direction the
sounds came from Just before the ex
plosions stopped. She had headway
enough to slide some distance after
that, and I'm allowing for it and for
the currents. With the lake as It Is,
she would be carried in a little."
For nearly half an hour they contin
ued straight out toward mid-lake.
Orme noticed that there was a slight
welL The lights of Evanston were
now mere twinkling distant points,
far away over the dark void of the
waters.
Porter shut off the power. "We
must be pretty near her," he said.
They listened intently.
"Perhaps I steered too far south,"
aid Porter at last.
He threw on the power, and sent
the boat northward in slow, wide
circles. The distant steamship had
made progress toward the northeast
. bound, perhaps, for Muskegon, or
some other port on the Michigan
shore. She was a passenger steam
er, appparently, for lines of portholes
and deck-windows were marked by
ots of light. There was no other
sign of human presence to be seen on
tho lake, and Orme's glance ex
jpectantly wandered to her lights now
and then.
At las.t, while he was looking at It,
after a fruitless search of the dark
ness, he was startled by a strange
phenomenon. The lights of the
steamer suddenly disappeared. An
'instant later they shone out again.
Perfcsps I Steered
Big Snake Seen
The Indians on the reservation a
few miles from this city have become
greatly alarmed of late over the ap
pearance of a large snake on their
grounds, which is described by them
as being as large as an ordinary stove
pipe and about ten feet in length. They
refuse to leave their homes unless ac
companied by a white man, as they
think the great monster has come to
take their lives and they will sot ven
GIRL
-BILL
With an exclamation, Orme seized
the steering-wheel and swung It over
to the right.
"There she is," he cried, and then:
"Excuse me for taking the wheel that
way, but I was afraid I'd lose her."
"I don't see her," said Porter.
"No; but something dark cut off
the lights of that steamer. Hold her
so." He let go the wheel and peered
ahead.
Presently they both saw a spot of
blacker blackness In the night. Por
ter set the motor at half-speed
"Have you got a bull's-eye lantern?"
asked Orme in an undertone.
"Yes, in that locker."
Orme stooped and lighted the lan
tern in the shelter of the locker.
"Now run up alongside." he said,
"and ask if they need help."
The outline of the disabled boat
now grew more distinct Porter
swung around toward it and called:
"Need help?"
After a moment's wait, a voice re
plied: "Yes. You tow me to Chicago. I
pay you."
It was a voice which Orme recog
inzed as that of the Japanese who
had been with Maku in the attack
at the Pere Marquette.
"Can't do that." answered Porter.
"I'll take you in to Evanston."
"No!" The tone was expostula
tory. "I go to Chicago. I fix engine
pretty soon."
At this moment Orme raised bis
lantern and directed its light Into the
other boat It shone into the blinking
eyes of the Japanese, standing by the
motor. It shone
Great Heaven! Was he dreaming?
Orme could not believe his eyes. The
light revealed the face of the one
person he least expected to see for,
seated on a cushion at the forward
end of the cockpit was the girl!
CHAPTER VII.
A Japanese at Large.
What was the girl doing out there
in mid-lake in the company of her
enemy? Orme had seen her enter the
house of her friends In Evanston; had
bidden her good-night with the un
derstanding that she was to make no
further move In the game before the
coming morning. She must have left
the house soon after he walked away.
Had she known all the time where
the Japanese was? Had she hunted
him out to make terms with him? If
that were the case, her action indi
cated a new and unsuspected distrust
of Orme himself. Her failure to call
for help when Orme and Porter came
up in their launch seemed to show
that her presence in the other boat
was voluntary. And yet Orme could
not believe that there was not some
simple explanation which she would
welcome the first chance to make. He
could not doubt her.
The immediate thing to do, how
ever, was to find out just what she de
sired. Suppressing his excitement
he called out:
"Girl!"
At the same time he turned the lan
tern so that his own face was il
luminated. "Mr. Orme!" she cried, rising from
her seat "You here?"
Too Far South."
by Indians Only
ture from their huts, where a large
fire is kept day and night in an effort
to scare the intruder away.
The Indians, being too greatly
alarmed to kill the reptile, sought the
aid of white men, but upon their ap
pearance the snake could not be found.
At night the reds claim that they
can hear the snake crawling around
their, huts and the hissing sounds
made by it are distinctly heard. They
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"At your service."
He smiled, and turned his eyes for
an instant on her companion. The
face of the Japanese was a study.
His eyes were narrowed to thin
slits, and his mouth was formed into
a meaningless grin.
Orme spoke to the Japanese In
French. "Maku has confessed," I
said. "He is under arrest"
The face of the Japanese did not
change.
"Do you understand?" asked Orme,
still in French.
There was no answer, and Orme
turned to the girl and said, in
French:
"I don't think he understands this
language."
"Apparently not" she replied, in
the same tongue.
"Tell me," he went on, "are you
there of your own will?"
"No."
"Has he the papers?"
"I think so. I don't know."
"See if you can manage to get
past him, and I will help you into our
boat"
"I'll try." She nodded, with a brave
effort to show reassurance.
Orme frowned at the Japanese.
"What are you doing with this young
lady?" be demanded.
"No understand."
"Yes, you do understand. You un
derstood well enough when you
robbed me this evening."
"No understand," the Japanese re
peated. The girl, meantime, had moved
slowly from her position. The two
boats were close together. Suddenly,
after a swift glance from Orme, the
girl stepped to the gunwale and
leaped across the gap. Orme reached
forward and caught her, drawing her
for a brief instant close into his arms
before she found her footing in the
cockpit
"Splendid;" he whispered, and she
tossed her head with a pretty smile
of relief.
Porter had been standing close by,
the boathook in his hands. "Is there
anything more to be done?" he asked
of Orme.
"Yes, wait a moment"
The Japanese had made no move
to prevent the girl's escape. Indeed,
while she was leaping to the other
boat be balanced himself and turned
to his motor, as though to continue
the work of repair.
"Now, then," called Orme, "you
must give me those-, papers."
"No understand."' The Japanese
did not even look up from his task.
Orme turned to Porter. "Give me
the boathook," he said, and, taking it
he hooked it to the gunwale of the
other boat, drawing the two crafts
together. His intention was to use
the boathook to bring the Japanese
to terms. But the Oriental was too
quick. His apparent indifference van
ished, and with a cat-like pounce, he
seized the boathook and snatched it
from Orme's grasp.
The action was so unexpected that
Orme was completely ta 1 by sur
prise. He made ready, however, to
leap in unarmed, but the Japanese
thrust the blunt end of the boathook
at him, and the blow, which struck
him in the chest, sent him toppling
backward. He was saved from tum
bling into the cockpit by Porter, who
caught him by the shoulders and
helped him to right himself. The two
boats tossed for a moment like corks
in the water.
When Orme again leaped to the
gunwale, the Japanese was using the
boathook to push the craft apart A
final shove widened the distance to
six or eight feet The jump was im
possible. Even if the boats had been
nearer together it would have been
folly to attempt an attack.
Stepping down Into tho cockpit
Orme bent over the girl, who had
sunk down upon a cushion. She
seemed to be content that he should
play the game for her.
"What is wrong with his motor?"
he said. "Do you know?"
She answered in an undertone: "I
shut off the gasoline-supply. He
wasn't looking. He didn't see."
"Good for you, Girl!" he exclaimed.
"Where did you do It? At the tank?"
"No. Unfortunately the valve Is at
the carbureter. - Ob," she continued,
"we must get the papers!"
Orme turned to Porter. "Are you
willing to take a risk?" he asked.
"Anything in reason." The life
saver grinned. "Of course, I don't un
derstand what's going on, but I'll back
you."
"This is a good, stout tub we are
in." Orme hesitated. "I want you to
ram her nose into that other boat"
Porter shook his head.
"That's going pretty far," he said.
"I don't know that there is warrant
for it"
"It won't need to be a hard bump,"
Orme explained. "I don't want to
hurt the fellow."
"Then why?"
"To frighten him Into giving up
some papers."
Porter looked straight into Orme's
eyes. "Do the papers belong to
you?" he demanded.
"No." Orme spoke quietly. "They
belong to this young lady or, rather,
to her father. This Japanese, and the
also say that this is the same snake
that was seen in Alexander valley last
year by a tribe of Indians on the res
ervation and which has been inhabit
ing northern Sonoma and southern
Mendocino counties for several years.
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The Kind of One.
"The way I showed up in the big ac
cident the other day was a feather in
my cap."
"Yes, I heard you were showing the
white feather."
other one. there on the shore, stole
them."
"What Is the lady's name?"
"I can't teU you that"
"But the police"
"It isn't a matter for the police.
Please trust me, Mr. Porter."
The life-saver stood irresolute.
"If this boat is damaged, I'll make
it good five times over," continued
Orme.
"Ob, It wouldn't hurt the boat A
few scratches, perhaps. It's the other
boat I'm thinking of."
"It's pretty grim business, I know,"
remarked Orme.
The younger man again studied
Orme's face. "Can you give me your
word that the circumstances would
justify us In ramming that boat?"
It flashed over Orme that he had
no idea what those circumstances
were. He knew only what little the
girl had told him. Yet she had as
sured him again and again that the
papers were of the greatest Impor
tance. True, throughout the affair,
thus far, with the exception of the
blow he had given Maku, the persons
concerned had offered no dangerous
violence. The mysterious papers
might contain information about
South American mines as little Pori
tol had suggested; they might hold
the secrets of an International syn
dicate. Whatever they were, it was
really doubtful whether the necessity
of their recovery would Justify the
possibility of slaying another man.
Perhaps the girl had unconsciously
exaggerated their value. Women who
took a hand in business often lost the
sense of relative importance. And
yet she had been so sure; she had
herself gone to such lengths. Then,
too, the South Americans had hired
a burglar to break into her father's
house, and now this Japanese had
abducted her. Yes, it was a serious
game.
Orme answered Porter. "I give you
my word," he said.
Porter nodded and tightened his
lips.
"At the very least, that fellow has
tried to abduct this young lady," added
Orme.
"AH right." said Porter. "Let her
go.
The other boat had drifted about
50 feet away. Orme called out:
"Hello, there, Japanese. Will you
give up the papers?"
No answer came.
"If you won't" cried Orme, "we are
going to ram you."
"Ob, no!" exclaimed the girl sud
denly. "We mustn't drown him."
"We shan't." said Orme. "But we
will give him a scare." Then, in a
louder voice: "Do you hear?"
The only reply was the tapping of
metal on metal. The Japanese, It
seemed, was still trying to find out
what was wrong with his motor.
"Well, then." Orme said to Porter,
"we'll have to try it But use low
speed, and be ready to veer off at
the last minute."
"He'll try to fend with the boat
hook," said Porter.
"If he does, I'll get him."
"How.?"
"Lasso." Ormc picked up a spare
painter that was stored under the
seat, and began to tie a slip-noose.
The girl now spoke. "I suppose we
shall have to do it," she said. "But I
wish there were a less dangerous, a
less tragic way."
Hardly knowing what he did, Orme
laid his hand gently on her shoulder.
"It will be all right, dear." he whis
pered. If the word embarrassed her, the
darkness covered her confusion.
Porter had started the motor, set
ting it at a low speed, and now he
was steering the boat in a circle to
gain distance for the charge.
"I've lost the other boat,'- exclaimed
Orme, peering into the darkness.
"She's off there," said Porter. "You
can't see her, but I know the direc
tion." He swung the launch around and
headed straight through the night
"Hold on tight," Orme cautioned
the girl, and coiling his lasso, he went
to the bow.
The launch moved steadily forward.
Orme, straining his eyes in the en
deavor to distinguish the other boat,
saw it at last It lay a few points to
starboard, and Porter altered the
course of the launch accordingly.
"Make for the stern," called Orme,
"and cripple her propeller. If you can."
Another slight change in the course
showed that Porter understood.
As the lessening of the distance be
tween the two boats made it possible
to distinguish the disabled speeder
more clearly, Orme saw that the Japa
nese was still tinkering with the mo
tor. He was busying himself as
though be realized that he had no
hope of escape unless he could start
his beat
Narrower, narrower, grew the Inter
vening gap of dark water. Orme
braced himself for the shock. In his
left hand was the coiled painter; in
his right the end of the ready noose,
which trailed bebind him on the deck
ing. It was long since he had thrown
a lariat In a vivid gleam of memory
he saw at that moment the hot, dusty
New Mexico corral, the low adobo
buildings, the lumbering cattle and
the galloping horses of the ranch.
Why She
The Bellville man who got a wife
through an advertisement and has
been "against the power of the press"
ever since, will be interested in this
advertisement from a Missouri paper:
"Attractive woman, not a day over
30, would be pleased to correspond
with eligible man. Not absolutely
necessary that he should be young.
Would prefer one with property, but
one with a good paying position would
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There he had spent one summer vaca
tion of his college life. It was ten
years past, but this pose, the rope in
his hand, flashed It sack to him.
Now they were almost on the Japa
nese. For the moment he seemed to
waver. He glanced at the approach
ing launch, and reached uncertainly
for the boat hook. Yet it did not
seem to occur to him to yield.
And then, as for the hundredth time
he laid his hands on the motor, he
uttered a cry. It was plain to Orme
that the cause of the supposed break
down had been discovered. But was
there time for the Japanese to get
away? It was doubtful. He opened
the feed pipe and let the gasoline
again flow in. The launch was now
so near that Orme could almost have
leaped the gap, but the Japanese bent
his energy to the heavy fly wheel, tug
ging at it hurriedly.
The motor started. The boat began
to move.
Even now it looked as though the
collision could not be prevented, but
the Japanese, seizing the steering
wheel, turned the boat so quickly to
starboard that the stern fell away
from the bow of the approaching
launch. There was no crash, no hard
bump; merely a glancing blow so.
slight that in that calm water it
scarcely made the boats careen.
Then Orme threw his noose. The
distance was less than ten feet and
the loop spread, quick and true, over
the head of the Japanese. But swift
though the action was, the Japanese
bad an instant to prepare himself.
His right arm shot up. As Orme, jerk
ing at the rope, tried to tighten the
noose, the hand of the Japanese push
ed it over his head and it slid over
the side into the water. In a few
seconds the swift boat had disap
peared in the night
Tightening his lips grimly, Orme
drew the wet rope in and mechanical
ly coiled it There was nothing to
say. He had failed. So good an op
portunity to recover the papers would
hardly return.
Silently he turned back to the oth
ers. Porter had swung the launch
around and was heading toward the
distant lights of Evanston. The girl
was peering in the direction whence
came the sound of the receding boat
Thus, for some time they remained
silent
At last the girl broke Into a laugh.
It was a' rippling, silvery laugh, ex
pressing an infectious appreciation of
the humor of their situation. Orme
chuckled in spite of himself. If she
could laugh like that, he need not stay
in the dumps. And yet In his mind
rankled the sense of failure. He had
made a poor showing before her and
she was laughing. Again the corners
of his mouth drew down.
"1 suppose the notion is amusing,"
he said "a cowboy at sea."
"Oh, I was not laughing at you."
She had sobered quickly at his words.
"I shouldn't blame you. if you did."
"It Is the whole situation." she went
on. "And it wouldn't be so funny, if
it weren't so serious."
"I appreciate it," he said.
"And you know how serious It Is."
she went on. "But truly, Mr. Orme,
I am glad that we did not damage
that boat It might have been ter
rible. If he had been drowned " her
voice trailed off in a faint shudder,
and Orme remembered how tired she
must be, and how deeply disappointed.
"Now, Girl," he said, bending over
Looked
Though
Advertised
be satisfactory. The young lady Is of
medium height, has brown hair and
gray eyes; not fat, although most de
cidedly she Is not skinny. Her friends
say she is a fine looking woman. Ob
ject matrimony. Reason for this ad
vertisement, the young woman lives
in a little dinky town, where the best
catches are the boys behind the coun
ters in the dry goods and clothing
stores, and every one of them is
n 1 1
her and speaking in a low voice, "try
to forget it Tomorrow I am going
after the papers. I will get them."
She looked up at him. Her eyes
were softly confident "I believe you,"
she whispered. "You never give up,
do you?"
"No," he said, "1 never give up
when I am striving for something
which I greatly want" There was
meaning in his voice, though he had
struggled to conceal it. She lowered
her eyes, and said no more. '
Slowly the lights of shore grew
brighter. After a time Orme could
distinguish the masses of trees and
buildings, grayly illuminated by the
arc lamps of the streets. He spoke
to Porter in an undertone.
"Can you land us some distance
south of the life-saving station?" he
asked.
"Sure. I'll run in by the Davla
street pier."
"I'll be obliged to you," Orme
sighed. "I made a bad mess of It
didn't I?"
"Oh. I don't know," replied the life
saver. "We got the lady."
Orme started. "Yes," he said, "we
got the lady and that's more im
portant than all the rest of It"
Porter grinned a noncommittal gria
and devoted himself to the wheel.
They had saved the girl! In his
disappointment over the escape of the
Japanese Orme bad forgotten, but
now he silently thanked God that Por
ter and he had come out on the water.
The girl had not yet explained her
presence in the boat In her own
good time she would tell him. But
she had been there under compulsion;
and Orme shuddered to think what
might have happened.
He stole a glance at her. She waa
leaning back on tho seat Her eyei
were closed and her pose indicate
complete relaxation, though it waf
evident from her breathing that sha
was not asleep. Orme marveled a
her ability to push the nervous ex
citement of the evening away an
snatch the brief chance of rest
When at last the launch ran up
under the end of a little breakwater
near the Davis street pier, she arose
quickly and sprang out of the boat
without help. Then she turned, as
Orme stepped up beside her, and
spoke to Porter. "If "you and Mr.
Orme had not come after me." she
said, "there's no telling whether I
should ever have got back. I should
like to shake hands with you," she
added; and bending down, she held
out her firm white band.
Then Orme laid his hand on the
life saver's shoulder. "You've done
a piece of good work tonight" he
said.
Porter laughed embarrassedly. "I
only 1 an the boat for you," he began.
"You took me at my word," said
Orme, "and that's a good deal in such
a case. Goodby. I will look you up
before I go back east."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
A Canary's Ears.
A canary's ears are back of and a
little below Its eyes. They are not
hard to find when ono has learned
where to look. There is no outer ear,
such as animals have, but simply a
small opening which 13 covered by
feathers. It is quite surprising that
birds possess tho very acute hear
ing which they Ho, whilo lacking the
fleshy flap which enables the animalr
to catch sounds. St Nicholas.
the Collision Could Not Be Prevented.
Collision Could Not Be Prevented.
spoken for by the time he is out of
short 'pants.'" Atlanta Constitution.
New Music Hall "Turn."
An excHing music hall "turn," which
will be known as the "human cup and
ball," was rehearsed In a shed at the
outskirts of Paris. A woman is shut
inside a huge wicker ball, which is
then rolled down a steep inclined plane,
terminating in an upward bend. The
ball shoots with lightning speed down
the slide and is hurled up into space
aad caught by an elevated bowl
shaped receptacle 25 feet away.
Sticky Sweating
Palms
after taking Mite or eathartls
waters did 70a erer notice that
weary all gone feeling the palsas
of your hands sweat and rottsm
taste in your month Cathartics
only move by sweating your bowels
Do a lot of hurt Try a CASCA
RET and see how much easier the
job is done how. much better
you feeL m
CASCAJtKTS toe a box for a week's
trcattaeat.lldrticrWt. Biggest seller
a im wocio. juiuoa 0
COMING EVENT
He Do you think your father
would offer me personal violence If
I were to ask him for you?
She I think he will if you don't
pretty soon!
SUCCESSFUL TREATMENT OF
PIMPLES AND BLACKHEADS
A speedy and economical treatment
for disfiguring pimples is the follow
ing: Gently smear the face with Cutl
cura Ointment, but do not rub. Wash
off the ointment in five minutes with
Cutlcura Soap and hot water and
bathe freely for some minutes. Re
peat morning and evening. At other
times use hot water and Cutlcura
Soap for bathing the face as often as
agreeable. Cutlcura soap and oint
ment are equally successful for itch
ing, burning, scaly and crusted hu
mors of the skin and scalp, with loss
of hair, from infancy to age, usually
affording instant relief, when all else
fails. Send to Potter Drug & Chem.
Corp.. Boston, Mass., for the latest
Cutlcura book on the care and treat
ment of the skin and scalp.
A Fairly Wet World.
The Pacific ocean covers 68,000,009
miles, the Atlantic 30,000.000 and the
Indian, Arctic and Antarctic 42,000,000.
To stow away the contents of the Pa
cific it would be necessary to fill a
tank one mile long, one mile wide and
one mile deep every day for 440 years.
Put in figures, the Pacific holds in
weight 940.000.000.000,000.000.000 tons.
The Atlantic averages a depth of
not quite three miles. Its water weighs
325.000.000,000,000.000,000 tons, and a
tank to contain it would have each of
Its 6 ides 430 miles long. The figures
of the other oceans are In the same
startling proportions. It would take
all the sea water in the world 2,000,000
rears to flow over Niagara.
A Dry Wash.
Representative Livingston of Geor
gia, who, disgusted at the bath-tub de
bate in the house recently, proposed
that a little money might be made by
renting the bath tubs out said recent
ly, apropos of this subject:
"We are now a good deal llko Bill
Sprlggins on a zero morning.
"Bill's valet entered his bedroom
one January morning and said with a
shiver:
"'Will you take your bath hot or
cold, sir?'
"Thank you.' said Bill; Til take it
for granted."
Woman 39 Bank Cashier.
Miss Ethel Boynton is cashier of
the National Bank of Bayslde. L. I.,
the only woman In the state holding
such a position. She says that to be
trustworthy, a man or woman must
first be kind, then he cannot find it In
his heart to betray tho trust that is
reposed in him.
Commercial Anxiety.
"A clockmaker must be the most
aneasy of manufacturers."
"Why so?"
"Because there Is always the pros
pect of a strike in his works."
IT'S FOOD
Restores and Makes
Possible.
That
Health
Thero are stomach specialists as
well as eye and ear and other special
ists. One of these told a young lady, of
New Brunswick, N. J., to quit medi
cines and eat Grape-Nuts. She says:
"For about 12 months I suffered se
verely with gastritis. I was unable
to retain much of anything on my
stomach, and consequently was com
pelled to give up my occupation.
"I took quantities of medicine, and
had an idea I was dieting, but I con
tinued to suffer, and soon lost 15
pounds In weight. I was depressed
iu spirits and lost interest in every
thing generally. My mind was so af
fected tli at it was impossible to be
come interested in even tho lightest
reading matter.
"After suffering for months I de
cided to go to a stomach specialist
He put me on Grape-Nuts and my
health began to improve immediately.
It was the keynote of a new life.
"I found that I had been eating too
much starchy food which I did not di
gest, and that the cereals which I had
tried had been too heavy. I soon
proved that it is not the quantity of
food that ono cats, but the quality.
"In a few weeks I was able to go
back to my old business of doing cler
ical work. I have continued to eat
Grape-Nuts for both the morning and
evening meal. I wake in the morning
with a clear mind and feel rested. I
regained my lost weight in a short
time. I am well and happy again and
owe it to Grape-Nuts." Name gives
by Postum Co.. Battle Creek, Mich.
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