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II CROSS, FEVERISH LOOK, MOTH£fH SEE IF TONGUE IS CQATEd, BREATH HOT OR STOMACH SOUR. •CALIFORNIA SYRUP ' OF FIGS" CAN'T HARM TENDER STOM- ACMr 14V£R t _aO^E LS/ BY RUTH BELMORE ENDICOTT Sheriff’s .45 Looks, Like Cannon _ to Chicago Safeblowefv ■-'n'// , ■ T Copyright, 191$, bjr I>od(1, M.afl A Companr Inc. LION BECOMES U\MB —wwwwwmiwww——*•»***»* » wwnnw w w»»wwwmt ww •>.. ■ * i Mr. Stagg looked down at tin* Official Says Prisoneif flehaved Hun- yffftTii. somewhat . ...-iULlL_on Train Returning tqChI- cago—Always Conscious * -J,, of Little .45. /Y * / Chieffgii^A-“Big .foe” Moran, 7 snfe- olowor who soffit* time ago o.-scaped from tin* Cook county jail, is inOt e or loss securely locked up in tin* Joliet prison ami bitterly ;d’cfkling “rube eon- st!d)los" :md t)n*lf “Wild \V.*st” stuff. But it was tin* kind of taunting jtr small boy does whet> In* has a 'nice high fence between himself and a Iqt’ge'r boy. '‘Big>Joe” Moran wasn't fplife lift to Ids toil Kb reputation when. Every ntother realizes, aftef giving her . children “Calildrrffti Syrup r ~of Figs;.’ that this is- their It,leal laxative, because they love its pleasant taste and it thoroughly- cleanses tin- tender little stomach, liver and bowels with out griping.- — ^ Whuu cross, irritable, feverish, or breath is bad.--stoTunoh sour, look at the tongue, Mother! If coated, give a tetispoonl'ul of this harmless "fruit laxative,” and in a few hours all the foul,-constipated waste,*sour bile and undigested food passes out of the bow- els, and you have a welf, playful child again. When the little system is full of cold, throat sore, lias stomach-ache, dl- arrlnea, indigestion, colic—remember, a good “inside cleansing" should al ways be the first treatment givepf • * Millions of mothers keep “CnJrTTtiin Syrup of Figs” handy; they know a tenspoonfiil today saves jCsivk child to-morrow.- -Ask your druggist f«.r a bottle of “California jSyrup of Figs," \\Iii«*lr has diret-ii<uis for babies, chil dren'.of till ages :vnd grown-ups printed on the bu'ttl*-. /Beware of counterfeits S')!<1 here, <■> don't be fooled. Hi 1 ! the genuine. « made' by^ n 7 T )di7on'iTfii Fig Syrup Company.”—Adv. LOOK UPi You will feel better for having known Carolyn of the Comers. She is a lovable little girl, who not oniy preaches but practices the gospel of “looking up” and always making things “a wee bit better.” To become acquainted with her is like letting >in the sunshine ard looking up at the blue sky. You will wgnt 10 fol low Carolyn through this story after you have read the opening chapter. dhetor took cure of rye. “Who Is Mr. Priee?” the~storekeeper asked. ;“He’s- a lawyer. lie's written you a long letter about It. It’s in my bag. Didn't you got the telegram he sent you lastK^^htng, Fm-le Joe? A ‘night letter,’ lie called it.” “Never got it."- replied Mr. *-Stagg shortly*. “Well, you see. when papa and mrrm- ma lord to go away so* fffiddenly BoV left me with tin- I-Vices. I go to school with Edna PriyC- and* site slept w ith mi* at night In our Hat—after tin* Dunra- ven sailed.” “But-'-what did: this lawyer, send *• ^ ■ you up here for?” asked Mr. Stagg. The question was a poser-and Caro lyn . May stammered: “I—I— Don’t g’unrdjans ahvays lake their lrtlle girls home and look out for them?”- ... “limn—I don’t know.’* The Imrd- watvjnerehaiit mused grimly, ‘,‘1—1 guess we’d bi-iter go tip to*. Tlu* Corners ■and see \ybat Aunty Rose has to say about It. i Your under.-gtand, 1 eotiidn’t ””1 CHAPTER |. The Ray of. Sunlight. ( really k«*ep*yoirif she'.kays ‘No Just its the- ray* of tlu* afternoon i »Oh, Unoe Joe.couldn’t you. -sun ■ hesitated to enter tlu* open door j “No,” he declared, wagging bis hold of Joseph Stagg’s hardware store in deci<it*dly. “And .what she’ll Jay to Sunrise" Cove and*lingered on the sill, sp the litUe girl in tiie black frock- ami hijFp-witlt twin braids of- sunshiny hair .far her shoulders, hovered at the ... ettfritnee of tin* dim and dusty place. • Kl\e--carried n satchel in one hand, w hile tin- lingeiVi-of the other- wTfe hooked into ttrA rivet-studded collar of ajuilJb~l. huinejy mongrel dog. ' (dp fh-ar mei" Prims*!" sighed the little gjti, “tliis must be tlu* phue. We’ll Just h.itu* to go in. Of course I know lo- mU'Cbe a nice man; hut Ik’s such a stranger." Her feet-faltered* over llu* door sill and ^pueed slowly-dow n -the shop be tween ‘long counters. -She saw* no clerk. that dog—" "Oil.!" Carolyn M:i; cried again, and put biVth anas, suddenly'about tin* neck nt -t he -doro- wte*-a -MuaiL- the best dog; Uncle Joe.” Mr. Stagg shook iris head doubtfully. Then he went into tlu* blhce sttlil shut the big. ledger int*( the safe. After locking the safe door, he slipped tin* key 1 into his trmiserJ^poeket and glanced jtrptitni tlu* store. “I’d like to know where that use less Gormley* boy 1 is now," muttered Mr. Stagg. "Chet*: Hey ! you Chet !” To Carolyn May's ■amazement and to tin* utter mystification of Primv.a set*- j J tion of the floor under their feet began little luiml Tn fiTS* startled and not a little dismayed. The main street of .Sunrise Cove on this warm afternoon was not’thrdnged with shoppers. "Not many people no- ticed4he tpll, shambling, round-shoul dered man in rusty black, with the pe tite figure, of the child .and thv titon- grel (log passing that.wa^; though a few bile shopkeepers looked after the trio in surprise. But when Mr. Stagg anrf- his companions turned into tin* pleasantly shaded street that led out of town tow ards. 4 fhe Corners—where was the Stagg homestead—Carolyn May maht-d her nm-lif'’* become sud- >||,. wais in the arid dimate ot Alama- denjy tluslered. Sh-e -saw the blood gordo, N. M*.‘ and .under tlu* cold eye ( flood into his face and neck, hud .she ■ of the sherffT’s ‘‘forty live,according felt his hand loosen as tlmdgh to re- to the* story that drifted hack to Chi b-use her own; The little girl looked .cage when MojTiii was brought back. The man who brought him ha.ck was the man who captured flinr Deputy Sheriff C. 11. liayjb-s of New Mexico. ‘‘Behaved All Right.” Sheriff j la vacs' is Hs.mueh. of tlu* West "rrs the alkali du>t and cactus. H** iS tall and lanky and there :t7p wrinkles about lit- gray eyes that sp(*nk- humor as well as long days scpi-inting across tin* hot., sunbaked stretcher of the desert country.. •Deputy Haynes grinned When lu- was asked of the capture and conduct of “Big Joe” Moran. 11LLU. Lite aeiii lelnal) beiiaved. till right.” le-' .said. “I. f o' km -> la* \<it- biding-okit at thi> May Wallace s place where we got him. I don’t cure ahead curiously yt tlu'* woman who.was approaching. ■ Sin* was not a young- woman--!hat is. not what ilu*child woqld call voting. Cyrolyn May thought sin* was--very:, nice looking—tall and robust. lb*r Irrown eyes Airshed an inquiring g-'anee irptm Carolyn May. hut slu* <lid not,- look at Mr. Stagg. nor did Mr. Stagg look at her. ”(>h ! w ho is t hat lady. Uncle Joe?” asked the little girl when they were out of earshot. “Hum!” Ibr.'uncle’s throat seemed Came to this Woman after Taking Lydia E. Pinkham’t - ■^Vegetable Compound to Restore Her Health L Ellemburg, Wash.—After I was married 1 was hot well for a long tiraa and a good deal of ‘ the time wa* not ;. able to go abbot. Our greatest desire was to have a child in our home and bn«~“~ day ray husband came baxk from town with a bottla of Lydia E. Pink- ham's ^Vegetable Compound and wanted me to try it It brought relief from my trouble^, I improved in health so I could do my housework; we now have a little one, all of which I owe to Lydia tL Pinkham’i Vegetable -Compound.”— Mrs. O. S. Johnson, R. No. 3, EHcnsburg, Y/aah. There are women everywhere who - long for children in their homes yet are denied this happiness on account of ■ome functional disorder which in moet cases would readily yield to Lydia E._ . Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. > Such women should not give-up hope until they have given this wonderiul medicine a trial, and for special advice write Lydia E. PinkhSm Medicine Co., Lynn, Mass., The result of 40 years experience is at your service. <»f-hof* cuttitH—friend: *■•“Prince Is just-. t»» -uoed olem ing, ‘.HHuB- that- is llau- ily BiiTlovv—Miss Anumthi Buriow,” In* ciTrycctt'd hitltvelf with'dignity. The flush .did not soon.f.ule out of his face as they went on in sArtt»*e. It was half a mile limit Main street to The Corners. Tin re was tail tint- f *t her all about Sunrise Cove, which was jAiit along the shore of a*deep inlet cutting in from the-.great hike, whose 'blue waters sparkled ns far ns o.ne might sge towards tim soiitIt ami w*--t. much aboltbgnu play,- so. when I went to_Juk*.- him with a couple of the boys We^pteteiid.-d like w** \\«*re on a hunt for slackers, i went right up .to May s buck .door and went in. She said she was nloile. tbtit there were two plates set on the table. “So. I start toward 11♦ *r room. She' Vncb* Jo** assured Carolvii Ma> w hen trims sin* hill V!ist ress Arduous Task -“Really ■ook, what have you been doing? Seven o'clock, and tin* raiihit not put on yet!” Cook—“1 can't help it, ma'am; I never knew anything Juke so long to pluck in my life'** * shy OttoVHS uah i HOW MI, M Hi >R-'I N n will correct tfce Su-mach and Bowel trouble* perfectly hara* 1*M See dlrectU>n» on'the bottle. Harmony is atl right if ft is hannpny RECEIVING WAR CROSS oflice closed in with grimy windows. The uncertain visitor and her canine companion saw the shadowy figure ol* n map inside the office, sitting on a high stool and bent above a big ledger. The dog, however, scented something else. In the half darkness of the shop he nnd his little mistress came unexpect edly upon what Prinee considered his arch-enemy. There rose up on tjie end of the counter nearest the open office door a big. black tomcat whose arched hack, swollen^tall and yellow eyes blazed defiance. “I’s-s-st—^o-ow!” - t » J | The rising yowl broke the silence of 1 the sjiop like a trumpet call. The little girl dropped her bag and seized the 1 he patriotic ( i 0 jt*s collar with both hands. * >•*«• can women havo^*" “Hnt+ ! -eat—don-t jou date .sjic.-rk so- far performed to it!” ^ "Bless me 1* croaked a voice from the office, v The tomcat uttered a second "ps-s-st - ye-ow !” and s;hdt. up a holder to the top shelf, y w "Bless me!"*repeated Joseph Stagg, support this burden taking oft his eyeglasses and leaving them in the ledger to mark his place. "What, have you brought that dog in here for?” He cama to the office door. "I—I didn’t have any place to leave him,” was the hesitating reply. “IIuni! Did your mother send you for something?” "No-o, sir,” sighed the little visitor. At -that moment a, more thtrii^r ray of sunlight found its way through the transom over the store door and lit up the dusky place.. It fell upon the slight, hiack-frocked figure and for an Instant touched tlu* pretty head as with an aureole. “Bless me, child!” exclaimed Mr. Stngg. "Who are you?" The flowerlike face of the little girl quivered-, the blue eyes spilled, big drops over her'checks. She approached Mr. Stagg, stooping andUsquintlhg~in the office doorway, and placed a timid* hand upon the broad band' of black crepe he wore on his coutsleeve. “You’re not Hannah’s Car’l.vn?” questioned-the hardware dealer huskily. ‘Tin Chr lyif Myy Cameron,” she confessed. “You’re my Uncle Joel I’m to rise. Hi. mercy me girl, and she hopped off the trapdoor; lake titl'd" rh'^Tored squealed the little , vallevs. asked him, that from the highest fu >iglit one could *ee only the cinuic'i bins aud ilyad of iru*. Win u I gel then* then* is Moran‘sitting on « chair.and a gun on tlie^fiihle in front of Idm. war-service work and made sacriticos has never be on equalled in the his*tory of any country. Mothers, wives and sisters support this with strength and fortitude. But those who are al ready mrse-rabte from the complaints and weaknesses which arc so'common to women, should take the right tonic for the womanly system. If a worhaii is borne down by pain and sufferings at regular or irregular intervals, bv nertousness or dizzy spells, by . headache or backache, “Favorite Prescription” should bo taken. “Favor ite Prescription” can now be had in tablet form as welT as liquid at most drug stores. Send to Doctor - Pierce’s Invalids’’ Hotel, Buffalo, N. Y., for a ten-rent trial package of tablets. For fifty years Dr. Pierce’s Pleasant Pellets have been most satisfactory in liver and bowel troubles. /'Danville, Va.—' “ Dr. Pierce’s Favor ite Prescription is a wonderful tonic for expectant mothers. My own expedience with it has proved to me that it not only keeps the mother in a healthy, happy con dition but it also helps wonderfully in ... , , preventing suffering..>^ ve ry glad to.see.you, Uncle Joe, and— My sister also vouchee for the Prescription , t In(1 , 0 , ||0 _ iust as enthusiastically as I do.” «... , , —Mrs. D. L. Farton, 627 Monument St. an( ^ 1 rin ‘‘e, she finished rather fal- T 1 4—— : t i teringly. ■ yj _ “Bless me!” murmWetT the 'man again. BE PREPARED TO COMBAT THE Influenza Germ but the dog uttered a quick, threaten ing growl and put his muzzle to the widening aperture. “Hey! call off that dog!” begged a muffled.voice from.under the trapdoor. “He’ll eat me up. Mr. St-ngg.” “Li** down. Prince!” commanded Carolyn May hastily. “It’s only a-boy. You know you like boys. Prince,” she urged. “Come cm up out o’ that cellar, Chet. I’m going up to The Corners with my little nle.ee—Haimafi’s Car’lyn. This is Chet wood Gormley. If he ever stops growiu’ longitudinally niebbe he’ll be a man some day and not a giant. You stay right liere and tend store while I’m gone, Chet.” Carolyn May could not help feeling some surprise at the finally revealed proportions of Chetwood Gormley. He was fatlinke' and gawky, with very prominent upper front teeth, which gave a sort of bow-window appearance to his wide mouth. But there W»<Ta good-humored Twinkle, in the over grown boy’s shallow eyesrand, If un couth, jie was kind. ; “I’m proud to knpw ye, Car’lyn,” he said, r ife stepped qiilekly out of the "There’s lumber camps all uoout. Mebbe tjiey’ll interest you. Lots of building going on all the time, too.” lie told her, as they went along, of the long trains of ears ami of the strings of barges going out of tin* Cove, all laden with timber aud sawed boards, in Hist uffs, ties and telegraph poles. They came to the last house In the row of dwellings on this street, on the very edge of tin* town. Carolyn May saw that attached to the. house was a smaller building, facing the roadway, with a \shle-opeTrdoomlirougli” which she glimpsed benches and sawed lum ber, while to her nostrils was wafted most delicious smell of shavings. ^ “Oh, there’s a carpenter shop!” ex claimed Carolyn May. “And is that the carpenter, Uncle Joe?” A tall old hi: m; lean faced and close ly shaven, with a hawk’s-beak nose straddled by a huge pair of silver- bowedr spiH'tacleSj came out of the shop *-at that • moment, a jackknife in his hand. He saw Mr. Stagg and, turning sharply on his heel, went in doors again. • . “Who is he, Uncle Joe?” repeated the little girl. “And, if I asked him, do you s’pose he’d give me. some of those nice, long, curly shavings?” “That’s Jed Barlow—imd be wouldn’< give you^-au^sv«.slmviii ;s; especially after having seen you with me," sain the hardware mcrr-bmrr brusquelyr The pretty lady whose mime was Parlow and the queer-looking._uld car penter, whoSe name was likewise Par- low, would neither look at Uncle -Joe ! Evep such a little girl as Carolyn May could! see that her uncle and the Par- 1 lows were not'friendly. By and by they came in sight of The Corners—a place where another road crossed Bus une at right angles. In one corner was a white church with a square tower and green blinds. In another of the four corners was set a big store, with a covered porch all across the front, on which were shel tered certain agricultural tools. There" was no sound of life aU The Corners save a rhythmic “-dank, clank, clank” from the blacksmith shop on He“MaTTei a Occasion. "It really isn’t a gnu. at that. More like a pea shooter. It looked like a but I found out later it was a .38. "I told him to come along. lie sj*4d be guessed he wouldn’t and he told me Every Horse Owner who has ever tried Yager’s Liniment will readily admit that !t l« by far ncj Utl i nh must econom ical liniment for general arable use. For strained ligaments, spavin. hr.rne-,a gulfs, tweeny, wounds or old sores, cuts and sny enlarge ments, it gives quick relief. It contains iwke ns much ss the usual SO cent bottle of liniment. , At all dealers. Price 33 cents. YAGER’S LINIMENT L GXLRKKT ItKOS.a CO. llaltlmore, Hd. DROPSY TREATMENT, ai^squlekreiu* v* B,x>n mDuTM lOT-lllnr ud short hratth. N*tk hoerd of lu rounl for drom Try It. Trial tr-»tm-ut srot FRtt. by m»IL writ* to 6ff. THOMAS K. CHECH 10. OMATSWOHTM, ORIGIN OF WORD ‘‘ROORBACK way-of Prince whim the latter started Nothing so startling ns this had en- 1 for the front of the store. * 1 tertwl Sunrise Cove’s chief “hardware emporium” for many, and many a year. by putting a little Brame’s Vapo- menfha Salve, up chant’s only sister, .had gone away your nostrils each froni homo A^mnyears. preyb morning before going ously. Mr. Stagg hud never seen Han- out and each- night uah again; but this slight, blue-eyed, before retiring: • Price-2Sc, 50c and $1.00 For sale by all dealers or direct upon receipt of price. PRAME MEDICINE CO.. No. Wilkesbore. N.C. Bronchial Troubles Soothe the IrriUtipn and you^Tclieve the distress : Do both quickly ana effectively by using promptly a dependable remedy— Wnny-TfaTf"e(T“grrT..!\vas ii replica of his sister. anU in sorffe dusty rorner of Mr.. Stagg’s hvart there_dwelt a very faith ful memory of Hannah. [■ t ‘. . Nothing had served to’ estrange-^tTitt- hrother save time and distance. ( “Hannah’s Car’l.vn,” muttered Mr. Stagg again. “Bless m0, child! how did you get here from New York?”'I- “On'the cars, unde. You see, Mr. Price Tliought I'd better comp, lie says you are ray guardian—IBs in papa’s will and would have.been so iu mam ma’s will, if she’d made oue. Mr. * Once out of the shop In the-sunlit, street, the little girl breathed a sigh Hannah Stagg. the hardware mer- of relief, Mr., Stagg. peering down at her sharply, asked: “Wiiat’s the matter?” * “I—I—- Your shop' Is awful dark, Unde Joe.” she confessed. “I can’t seem to lobk'itp tn there;" ~ “ ‘Look up?”’’ -repeated the hard ware-dealer, puzzled. He Said He Wouldn’t Leave. — > to go to—well, he swore at me. So I Jttst—ttiow-d my hand toward my .4.1. Then he decided to come along. He wasn’t so darned hostile. “In the jail I put a man to gtuinl him. Moran got a little braver and said: ‘There^s n w<«^k spot In tlu* Jail. I’ll get out.’ “The man who was guarding'him said: ‘There’s a strong spot. too. Name Given to First Notable Cam paign Lie, of Which James K. Polk Was the Victim. In 1844 James K. Polk was nomi nated byjlq* Democrats for president After tlu* nomination the Albany Jour nal published what purported to be an extract from Roorback's Journal of a trip through the Bouth, repre sented to have been made some few years before. In which-lu* told of see ing a-gang of\colored men being driv en to the southern market, all branded “J. K. P-„” as the property of James K. Polk. The object was, to stigmatize Polk, as a heaytloss slave owner. The publication was resented by the Demo*-- crats as a forgery and, a libel on their candidate, and so it proved to be, for It turned out .that there was no such person as Roorback and. that the pre tended letter was written by a disrep utable politician of New York who posed as an ahojltUralst. The Incident caused much hard feeling and the word roorback became a synonym for a campaign lie. Cruel! Bess—What can I send the UeutWK • ant to amuse him? Belle—Why not send him your pho tograph? - V . Every mother Imagines her baby’* toes look like rosebuds. the third corner. On the fourth corner of the cross roads stood the Stagg homestead—0 wide, low-roofed house .of ancient ap pearance, yet in good repair. Neat ness was the keynote of all about the place. * “Is this where you live, Uncle Joe?' asked Carolyn May breathlessly.,-..“Oh what a beautiful big 'place-!' It seems awful big for me to live in!” “When It came-time to bring him ~ back to- Chicago this-Moran began to act like he did here, according to what they tell me.. He said he wouklnU— leave. So I unlocked the cell door ami went in and got him. I showed him my .45 and he enme i^png: “Tie- knew I had the old .45. with me and .we didn’t even have to put the handcuffs on. him. ■ x j “(>li, yes, the gentleman behaved all right. But he don’t like the, nohow.” A As. for my. .41—well, he. Just can’t tol- j erate It.” _ — GIRL BANDITS IN CHICAGO Hold Up Saloon and Get Away With $164 With Coolness of Sea soned Crook*. Mr. Stagg had halted at*the gate and now looked down upon f Carolyn May with perplexed .brow. “Well, we’ve got to see about that fikst,” he muttered. “Theqg!^ Aunfcr Rose—” -, “Yes, air. My papa says never to get In any place where you can’t look up and see sofnething brighter and bet-- : ter ahead,” said Carolyn May softly.. “He says thatV what makes life worth llvlffg.” - — : . ' ” • “Oh, he does, does.be?” grtrnted Mr. Stagg. --r- \ He noticed the heavy, bag in her hand and took It from her. Instantly her released fingers stole Into his free Carolyn and Prince make the .acquaintance of Aunty Rose, and the latter's attitude 5- !* not very reassuring to the lonely little girl. Carolyn’s first ex-, periences in her new home arir* told in the next installment ;~ 4TC4-BE CONTINUED) It Is difficult to judge a woman b} the things she doesn’t say^ ' —7- j Chicago.—Two young girls suddenly popped into Patrick Farley’s saloon. In Chicago, and, pointing heavy re volvers at the bartender ami two pa trons, ordered them to throw up their hands. ’• "* | Dtip girl- stoqd on~guard at the door- way. She also assisted the other, who Mid the actual robbing. T._ This Tatter hv<l a S <'nse of humor. Aft.Qr emptying the ensh register of '*$150 she helptsl herself ,t.o a drink of Whisky nnd rang .up “No Sale.” Then Tshe -relieved the two awed patrons of fm " “Don’t , overlook Jh«» bartender, j May.’’, the girl nf the tlpor said. The girls hacked their 1T|>- out of the il«4r and escaj»ed in an automo- hlfe V S ome people learn of xhe harmful effects of coffee by read* iruj. Others find it out throurfh experience.jn either case it Is a good idea to adopt : INSTANT POSTUM A delicious drink made 5 from the finest cereals, harm less and nour ishing. Made in the cup, instant ly. Saves sugar and fuel, t