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HURRY, MOTHER! REMOVE POU
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GIVE “CALIFORNIA SYRUP OF
FIGS” IF CROSS, BILIOUS
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CHAPTER XVII—Continued,
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“Anyway, here It is: You got the
ossentiiils.up to a port a In point, from
Brooks. But he didn’t tell It nil—his
, kind never does, not by a long .shot.
They, the four of them, It seems, held
a meeting ns soim us 1 shipped ont
that gold and puf through that stock-
selling scheme. That was legitimate.
I couldn’t restrain them from that, be
ing a hopeless minority of one. Their
* chief object, however, was to-let two
or three ( friends in on the ground floor j
of a good thing; also, they wanted
each a good bundle' of that stock while
it was cheap—figuring that with the
prospects I bad opened .up it would
sell high, So they had it on tl.ie mar- j
ket, and In addition bad everything
framed up to reorganize with a.CUpl-j
talization of two Hundred and fifty j
thousand dollars. This all cut and
dried before I got there. Now, as it
originally stood, the five of us would
each Itnve made, a ffinh’ir Torrmie on
these Klappan claims. They’re good.
But with a quarter of a million lu’out:
standing slm k-.- well, it wunld be ull
right for the fellow with a big block.
But you can see where I would gej
off with a five-thousand dollar inter
est. To, be sure, ft certain proportion
of the money derived from the side of
this stock should be mine. But it goes
Into the treasury, a*nd they had lt« ar
ranged to keep it in tlie treasury, as a
fund for operations, with them'doing
the operating. They had already indi
cated their bent by voting an-annual
stipend of ten thousand and six thou
sand dollars to Lortfner and Brooks
as president and secretary respective
ly. Me, they proposed to quiet with a
manager’s wage of. a mere five thou
sand u year—after I gut on the ground
and began to get my laiek up. -
“But they capped the climax with
what I must cold-bloodedly charucter-
Ue as the baldest attempt at a dirty
fraud I ever encountered. And they
had the gall to try and make me a
party to* it. To make this clear you
must understand* that I. on behalf of
the company and acting »* tin* com-,
panys agynt, grubstaked Whitey Lewis
and four others to go in and stake
those~ eluims. I was empowered to
arrange with these five men that If the
claims nnwle a decent’showing each
should receive five thousand dollars In
stock for assigning their cluims-to the
company, and should have employment
at Jop wages while the claims were
operated. s y
“They surely earned It. You know
what the North Is in the dead of win
ter. They bucked their way through
a hell of frost and snow and staked
the claims. ever men were entitled
to what wa^ due them, they were.
And not one of thorn stuttered over
“And I wouldn’t be put off or placat
ed by a chance to fatten my own bank
roll. I didn’t care If I broke the Free
Cold Mining cbntptmy ami myself like
wise: A dbllar doesn’t tC‘rrify Ttn.c^Jd
fascinate me—I hope-tf-never will. And
while, perhaps, It was not what they
would caH good form for fne to lose*
my temper and go at them with, my
fists, I was fighting mad when I thor
oughly sensed their dirty project. Any
way, if -helped bring them to time.
When you take a man of that type and
cuff him around with your tyo hands
he’s apt to listen serious to what .you
say. And they listened when I told
.them lii dead earnest next day that
Whitey Lewis and his partners must
have what was due them, hr I’d wreck
the hunch of them if it took ten years
and every dollar I had to do it. .And
late asserted itself more and more
strongly. *
* * • • • 0 •
A month passed.
Ing that thirty-day pepiodJahe re
ceived a brief note from Bill. Just a
few lines to say:
“Hit thie ranch yesterday, little.per
son. Looks good to me. Went fishing
last night about sundown. Trout were
rising fine. Nailed a ten-pounder.
Woke upThis morning at daylight and
found a buck deer with two- lady
friends standing In the middle of the
clearing. I*loafed a few days in Fort
George, sort of thinking I might hear
from you. ^m ' sending, this out by
Jake. Will start for the Klappan
about day after tomorrow.”
She had not answered his first let
ter. She had tried to. But* somehow
keeping one’s end up In town gets
terribly wearisome, . I’m always, glud
to go to the jKpods, and ^sorry when I
have to leave. But I suppose It’s large
ly
They chatted of sundry "matters for
a few minutes. .
“By the way, is there any truth in
thevtatement that this Free Gold row
has created -trouble between you and
your husband?” Vesta asked abruptly.
“I dare say It’s quite an impertinent
question, andi you’d be" Weil wlthTri
your rights to tell me it’s none-of my
business. But I should like to con
found somd of these petty tattlers. I
haven’t been home forty eight hours;
I could 'have put thorn oil the traiup, i when *1hi. tried to set jjen to paper the
too—they’d already dipped their fin- right words would not come.. She
lacked his facility of expression.
Thcns was so much she Wanted to say,
gers in where they couldn’t stand IU4-
gqtion. . I'm sure of that:—-x)r they
would never have come through ; w hich
they dirk
“But I'mSsorry I ever got mixed up
with Htetm l'ltKgoing to sell my stock
ami advise Lewis irnd tin* others to do
tlie same while we can get full vulue
for It. Lorinfer and that bunch will
manipulate the outfit to death, no mat
ter how the mine produces.
“That’s all of that. I don’t care two
whoops’ about the money. There Is
still gold in the Klappan Range and
other corners of the North, whenever
so little she seemed able to say. As
.the days passed she felt less sure of
her ground, less sure-.that she had not
sacrificed -something precious to a~
vagary of self,* nn obsession of her own
ego. ^ ‘
And slowly but surely sW began to
view all (he activities of he*-’circle
with a cr deal eye. 'Certain of her
friends had become tentative enemies.
Kitty Brooks and the Bray womenfolk,
who were a numerous and influential
tribe, not only turned silent faces
I need 4r. But It nauseated uitf. I uhen th<*y met, but they made war on
can't stand-that cut-throat game. And- - her in the peculiar fashion of women.
A word here, a suggestive phrase
there, a shrug of the shoulders. It all
bore fruit. Other friends conveyed the
avid gossip. Hazel smiled and ignored
it. But In her own rooms she raged
unnvaUingly.
Her husband had left her. There
was a man in the case. They, had lost
everything. The first count was suf
ficiently maddening because it was a
half truth. And any of It was Irritat
ing— eve\ if few believed—since It
made a choice morsel to digest ln^gos-
slpy corners, and brought sundry curi
ous stares on Hazel at certain times.
Also Mr. Wagstaff had caused the
stockholders of Free Gold a heavy loss
—which was only offset by the-fact-
thfit the Free Gold properties were
producing richly. None of this was
even Openly flung at her. She gathered
It ♦piecemeal. And it galled her. She
could not openly defend either Bill or
herself against the shadowy scandal
mongers. .
Slowly It dawned upon her, with a
bitterness born of her former t xperi-
ence with Granville, that she had lost
something of the standing that certain
circles had accorded her as the wife
of a successful mining man. It made
her ponder. Was Bill'so far wrong,
after all, in his estimate of them? It
was a disheartening-conclusion. She
had. come of a family that stood well
In Granville; she had grywn up there;
if lifetime friends blew hot and cold
like thut, was the game worth playing?
In so far as she could -she gave the
Hie to some of the petty gossip. Where
as at first she had looked dubiously^*)®'
; spending.Bill’s money to maintain the
j standard of living they had set up, she
v me.' I.don’t ask you to wire iue, ' now welcomed, that deposit of five
,* pnek. Bill."’ Though 1 would thousand dollars as n means to dem-
hls absence he
'That Was When I Sma.hed Hi mg,*
ids bargain, even though they were
taking out weekly as -much gold as
»hey were to get for their* full share.
They’d given their' word, and they
Were white men. They took me for a
white man also. -They took my word
that they would get what was coining
to them, andgave me In the company’s
name clear title to every claim. 1 put
those titles on record In Ilazelton, and
came home.
“Larimer, and Brooks .deliberately
proposed t<> withhold that stock, to de
fraud these men, to steal—oh, I can’t,
find words strong enough. Brooks
said to iue, with a grin: ’The prop
erty's In the company's mmie— let the
roughnecks sweat a while. They've
got no come-back, anyWay.’
“That was when I smashed him. Do
you blame me? I’d taken over those
fellows’ claims in*good faith. Could
I go back there and face those men and
say: ‘Boys, tlie company’s got your
clkiins, and they won’t‘puy for therm’
Do you think for u minute I'd let a
hunch of lHy-fingerejl crooks put any
thing like.that over ou simple, square
dealing-fellows who were too honest
tcu. protect their own Interests from
Sharp practice? A quartette of soft-
bodied mongrels who-* sat iff -
stered office chairs while these others
wallowed through six feet of snow for
three -weeks, living on bacon and
beans, to grab a Dot of gold for them I
It makes’ my fist doable ap when 1
think, about it
Granville, like most other cities of its
kind, lives by and for that sort of
thring. The pressure of modern life
makes It inevitable. Anyway, a town
is no place for me. I can stomach It
about so long, and no longer. It’s too
cramped, too girded about with petty-
lareeny conventions. If once you slip
and get down, every one walks on you.
Everything's restricted, priced, tin
keredwith. There is no real freedom
of body or spirit. I wouldn’t trade u
comfy log cabin in the woods with a
big fireplace and a shelf of hooks for
the finest home on Maple drive—not if
I had to stay there and stifle in the
dust and smoke and, smells. That
would he a sordid and' impoverished
existence. I cannot live by the dog-
eat-dog code that seems to prevail
wherever folk get jammed together In
an unwieldy social mass. I have said
the like to you before.
“By nature arid training I’m unfitted
to live in these crowded places. I love
you,‘.lit tie person, I don’t think you
realize how much, hut I can’t make
you happy 'by making myself utterly
miserable. Timt would only prodtfee
the inevitable reaction. But "I still
think you are essentially enough like j
me to meet me on common ground.
You loved me and you found content
ment and Joy at our little cabin once.
Don’t you think it might be waiting
there again?
"If you really care, if I und the old
North j^till mean anything to you, a
few days or weeks, or even months of
separation won’t matter. An affection'
that can’t survive six months is too
fragile to go through life on. I don’t
ask you to Jump the next truin and
follow 111*
‘Come
come quick enough if-you culled me. I
-merely want you to think it over so
berly and let your heart decide. You
know, where I stand, don’t you, Hazel,
dear? - I haven't changed—not ft hit—
I’m til** sal- e aid Bill. But I’d rather
hit 'the trail ah*fie than with an un
willing partner. Don't flounder ahoht
in any quicksand of duty. There is
no ‘1 ought'to’ between us.
"ISoirTs Itttle ,
person. 'Tf* v mv^Vav is not vmir way l
will abide by your decision . w ithout
whining. AiTrHwd*. m-\or you wiinf to
-reach mi;, n' message u> Felix Cuur-
voi^eur, Fort George, will eventually
find me. I’ll fix it that way.
“So long, little person. I like you a
heap, for ull your cautankeruu* ways.
! “BILL.”
She laid aside; the letter, with a
lump,In Her throat: For, a brief instant
she was .minded to -telegraph the word
that would bring “him hurrying back.
Bpt—some of the truths he had set
down .in cold black and white cut her
deep. Of a surety she had drawn her
weirjHm on the wrong side in the min
ing trouble. OverhasfV?—yes. Atfcil
shamefully disloyal, l’erimps there was
something in it, \ufter all; that is to
say, it might be they had made a tnispj,.
take. - She saw plainly enough that
unless She could .get httiLk some of the
old enthusiasm for that wilderness life,
unless the fascination of magnificent
distances, of silent-,-breathless forests,
of cbntented, quiet days on trail and
stream, could ak»y fast hold of her
nguin, they would only defer the day
of reckoning, as Bill hud said, c
No, she would not attempt to cal!
him back. ■ She doubted if he would
come. Ami she would not go—not yet.
,She must have time to think.
'Altogether, as the fliLt IrapressfairYif
-4W-a-letter-gric w less ett+d- to her
considered her grievaJces more. And
she was. minded to. aei ak she had set
out to do—to live bet* life as seemed
h«*st to her, rather than pocket her
pride and rejoin Bill. *The feminine
Instinct to compel ^he man to capitu-
onstrate that even In
stood behind her financially—which
she began to perceive counted. more
than anything else.. So long as she
could dress in the best, while she could
ride where others walked, so long as
she betrayed no limitation of re
sources, the doors stood wide. Not
what you are,-hut. what you’ve got—
she remembered Bill snyirig that was
their holiest creed.
It repelled her. And sometimes she
was tempted to sit down and pour it all
out in a letter to him. But she could
not quite bring herself R> the
Always 'behind Bill loomed tlie vast
and dreary Northland, and she shrunk
from that. ...
(>n top of this, she began to suffer
a qneey upset, of her physical’condi
tion. All her life she had been' splen
didly healthy; her body a perfect-
working machine, afflicted with no
.weaknesses; Now odd spasmodic pains
recurred without rhyme or reason In
her . head, her back, 4*er limbs, strike
ing her with- sudden poignancy, disap
pearing as.-suddenly. ~
She was stretched on the lounge one
afternoon wrestling nervously with a
particularly' acute attack, when Vesta
Lorliuer was ushered in._
“You’re almost a stranger,” Hazel
remarked, after the first greetings.
“Your outing must have been pleasant
to hold you so long.” i
"It would have held me longer,”
Vest returned, "if I didn’t have to be
in touch with my market. I could live
quite happily on. my island eight
months in the y^ar. . But one can’t get
people to come several hundred tulles
to a sitting. And I feeh Inclined to ac
quire a'Ji'ving Income while my vogue
lasi«.“ x w
' “You’re rathpr a wilderness' lover,
aren’t you?” faazel commented. “I
‘You're Almost a Stranger,” Hazel Re
marked, After the First Greetings.
yet I’ve* heard tongues wagging. I
hoope there’s nothing in it. I warned
Mr. Wagstaff against Paul.”
“Warned him? Why?” Hazel neg
lected the* question entirely. The blunt
ness of it took her by surprise. Frunk
speech was not a characteristic of
Vesta Lorimer’s set,
, The girl shrugged her shoulders.
“He’ is my brother, hut that doesn’t
veil my eyes,” she said coolly. “BauJ
is too crooked, to lle^'stralgbt in bed.
J’m glaiF Mr. Wagstaff brought the lot
of them up with u round turn—which
he seems to have done. If he had used
a club Instead of his fists it would huvC
been only their deserts. I suppose the
fuss quite upset you?”
“It did.” Hazel admitted grudgingly.
"It did more than upset me.”
“I thought as much,"- Vesta said
slowly. “It made you inflict an lnde-
served hurt on a muD who should have
had better treatment at ^our hands;
not only because he loves you, but be
cause he is one of the few men who
deserve the best that you or any wom
an can give. 1 '
“You’ve said quite enough," Hazel
cried. “If you have any more Insults,
please get rid of them elsewhere. I
think you art—”
“OJ), I don’t care what you think of
me,” the girl interrupted recklessly.
“If I did I wouldn’t be here. I’d hide
-behind the conventional rules of the
game and let you blunder along. But
I can’t. I’m not gifted with your blind
egotism. Whatever you ure, that Bill
of yours loves you, and If you care
anything for him, you should be with
him. I would, If I were lucky enough
to stand in your shoes. I’d go-,with
him down Into hell Rself gladly if he
»v
wanted me to!” __
“Oh!” HaZel gasped. “Are you
clean mad?” • ;
. "Shocked to death, , aren't you?”
Vesta fleered. “You can’t understand,
can you? I love him*—yes. I’m not
ashamed to own it. I'm no sentimen
tal prude to throw up my handsjn hor
ror at a perfectly natural emotion.
But he is not for me, I dare say I
point, oouldcf’t give him an added heartbeat
if I tried. And ITiave a little too much
pride—strange aW it may seem to you
—to try, so long us he, is chained hand
and foot to your chariot. But you’re
making him suffer. And I care enough
to want him to live all his days hap
pily. He is u man, and there are so
few of them, real men. If you can
make him happy* I’d eorupel you to do
so, if r tiiul the power. You couldn’t
understand that kjnd of a love. Oh,
I could choke you for your stupid dis
loyalty.--I could do almost anything
that would spur you to action. I can’t
rid rnyself of the hopeless, reckless
mood he is in. There are so few of his
kind, the patient, strong, loyal, square
dealing men, with a woman’s tender
ness and a lion’s courage. Any woman
should* be proud and glad to be his
mate, to mother his children: And
you—” * '
She threw out her hands with a sud
den, despairing gesture. The blue
eyes grew misty, and she hid her face
• in her palms. Before 'that passionate
outburst Hazel sat dumbly amazed,
staring, uncertain. In a second Vesta
lifted her head defiantly.
“I had no notion of breaking out like
this when I came up." she suid qoleL-
lv. “I was going to be very adroif. I
deals us whether we will or not. But
if you care in the least for your hus
band, for God’8 .sake make some , ef
fort. some sacrifice of your own petty -
little ^Vsir,i*s, to make his road a little
pleasanter; 'ft little less gray than It
must be now, -You’ll be well repaid—
If you ure the kind that must always
he paid fn full. Doa’t be a stiff-necked
idiot. That’s all I wanted to say.
Goodby!” k *
She was at the dooif when she fin
ished. The click of the.closing catch j
stirred Hazel to speech and action. *
“Vesta, Vesta!’’ she Cried, and ran
out into the corridor.
But Vesta L^iiner neit ler heeded
nor halted. And Ijazel went hack to
her' room, quivering! Sometimes the
truth is bitter and stifs to wrath. And
mingled with other emotions was a
dull pang of Jealously—the first she
had-ever known. For Vesta I/orjmer
was beautiful 'beyortd most women;
and she had-hut given ample evidence
of the bigness of her soil!. With
shamed tears creeping to her eyes. Ha-
1 zel wondered If she could love even Bill
sfo Intensely that she would drive an
other woman t<> his arms that lie might,
win happiness... •
But one thing stood out clear above
that painful meeting. She was /lone
fighting against the blankness that
seemed to surround her since Kill -
w ; ent away. Slowly but steadily it
had been forced upon her that much
which she deehted desirable, even nec
essary, was*of little weight in the bal
ance with him. Day and night she
longed for him. for his cheery voice,
the whimsical good humor of him, his
kiss and his smile. Indubitably Vesta
Loriroer was right to term her a stiff-
needed, selfish fool. . But If all folk
were saturated with the essence of
/ ...
'Wlsdom-r-Well, there was but one thing
to be done. Silly pride had to go by
the board. If to face gayly a land
she dreaded were the price of easing
his heartache—-and her ”^wn—that
price iffle would pay. and pay with a
grace but lately learned.
She lay do\yri on the lounge again.
The old pains were back. And ns she
“D'Jured, a sudden startling thought
Tin .shed across her mind. A. possibil
ity?—yes. She hurried to dress, won
dering why It had not before occurred
to her, and. phoning up a taxi, rolled
downtown to the office of Doctor Hart.
An hour or so later she returned. A
picture of her man stood on the man
tel. She took it down and stared at it
with a tremulous smile.
“Oh, Billy-boy, Billy-boy, I wish you
knew,” she whispered. “But I was
coming, anyway, Bill!” .
That evening, stirring about her
preparations for the Journey, she
puused, and wondered why, for the
first time since Bill left, she felt so
utterly at peace.
No matier\what ails your child; »
;entle, thorough laxative should al
ways be the first treatment given.
If your little one Is out of sorts,
half-sick, isn't resting, eating and act-'
ing naturally—look, Mother! see if
tongue is coated. ‘This Is a sure sign
that the little.stomach, liver arid bow
els are clogged with waste. When
.cross; Irritable, feverish, stomach smir,
breath bad or has stomach-ache, diar
rhea, sore throat, full of cold, give a
teaspoonfut~of "California .Syrup of
Figs,’’ and in a few.hours all the con
stipated poison, undigested food and
sour bile .gently moves out of the lit
tle bowgls without griping, and you
have a well, playful child again.
Mothers can rest easy after givlnff
this harmless "fruit laxative,” because
It never falls to cleanse the little one’e
liver and bowels arid sweeten the stom
ach and they dearly love Its pleasant
taste. Full directions for babies, chil
dren of all ages and for grown up*
printed on each bottle. •
Beware of counterfeit fig syrups.
Ask-your druggist for a bottle of “Cal
ifornia SyjTup of Figs;" then see that
it Is made by the "California F'ig Syrup
Company.”—Adv.
I
CHAPTER XVIII.
Home Again.
Twelve months works many a
change on a changing frontier.- Hazel
found this so.-JVhen she came to plan
her route-She found, the G. T. P. bridg
ing the last ^ap In a transcontinental
system, its trains westbound already
within striking distance of Fort
George. She could hoard a sleeping
car at Granville and detruln within a
hundred miles of the ancle"rit trading
post—with a fast river boat to carry
her the remaining distance.
Fort George loomed up a jumbled
area of houses and tents, log buildings,
frume structures yellow in their new
ness, strangers to paint as yet. On
every hand others, stood In varying
Ireland's Fishing Statistics.
Tin* twenty-fifth annual .report of
the Congested Districts Board for Ire
land says: During the year £100,031
was paid to the fishermen ,by fish mer
chants for mackerel, "the earnings for
the previous year being £11.40-4. (>\rk
ami Kerry got‘the lion’s share, £l\-
55*3 and £41,.“-h7., respectively. Galway
making a ha'd third with £13,8si. The
earnings for the herring fisheries for
the year amounted to £f*»>,o7r>, com
pared 'with £38,323 In the previous
year. Donegal Took first phtee with
£$37,104. then Cork with £7.334. and
Galway w ith.,£0,070.. Tlie total quan
tity of maekerel landed was 183.381
cwt.. and tin* total quantity of herring
was 02.001. The total value of wet
fish and shellfish of all kinds landell
In the congested districts was £104,-
821. Besides maekerel and herring,
the chief kinds were turbot, brill und
sole, £0,033; plaice, whiting, etc., £10,-
034; rod, £1,037, and haddock, £1,480.
—F'lshlrig Gazette.
Fr V
Lemon Juice
f For Freckles
Girls! Make beauty lotion at
home for a few cents. Try it!
-t-
you were hurled aljsfi In It." J
“ThaD would all depend on the clr-
emnstKnce*," Vesta replied. “One es
capes many disheartening things In a
country that is still Comparatively
Squeeze the Juice of two lemons Into'
a bottle containing three ounces.- of
orchard white, shake well, and you
hnve a quarter pint <>f the best freckle,'
sunburn and tan lotion, and complex
ion whitenor, at very, very small cost.
Your grocer has? the lemons and-
any drug store or toilet counter will
supply three ounces of orchard white
for a few*cents. Massage this sweetly
fragrant lotion into the face,.neck,
arms and hands and see how freckles,
sunburn and tan disappear and how
clear, soft and white the skin become*.
Yes! It is harmless.—Adv. ' K -
%
’,A
Hadn’t Much to Spare.
In an Italian field hospital a story
Is told of a surgeon who called out to
the soldiers: * ^ '
. “Boys is there anyone among you
willing to give a little of bis skin to
this wounded man?”
“That Wounded man,”/ one of -them
called out, “Is the son -of the usurer
who has always skinned me; but
has fought well and it Is only right
that I should give him what- little
cuticle his father has- spariul."
don't thluk you’fi love ft ns-tlcnTl^ Intended to glve^ y<*u a.frbmdly boost
along the right road. If I could. But
It has all been butaj>ling inside me for
a loug time. You perheps think It very
unwomanly—but I don’t. care ffiUCh
what you think. My- little heartache
primitive. The continual' grind of, is Incidental,' one* of the thlnga life
Hi* Round Face Lit Up With a Smile
of Recognition.
stages of erection. Folks hurried
about the sturdy biginning of a fu
ture greatness. And u|Tkhe left the
boat and followed a new-laid walk
of planks toward a hotel, Jake L&ueV
stepped out of a store, squarely Into
her p^th. . ; _ .
Hts round face 111 up with a smile
of recognition. And Hazel, fresh from
the long and Jouesmne. journey, wa*
equally glad to set eyes on a familiar,
a genuinely friendly face.
- (TO BE CONTINUED) , *
- Sound reason U given t* f»w. bq|
those few exert lnfloenm
Cuticura Is So Soothing
To Itching, burning skins. It not only,
soothes but heals. Bathe with Cuti
cura Soap and hot writer, dry gently
and apply Cuticura Ointment. For
free samples address, “Cuticura, Dept
X, Boston” At druggists and by mail.
Soap 25, Ointment 25 and 50.—Adv.
A *sit. Louis spinster was recently
kisse l in a dark llall, and- she! hasn’t
hod Jt. IightJiim* since. ^
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8or« Eyea. Blood-Shot Eyea. Watery Eyre
Sticky Eyea. all healed promjjpy with night
ly application# of Roman Ey« Balaam. Adv.
Every sweH girl- graduate thinks it
la up to h«*r to r«*forn s**ui<*
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