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THE
WEtDING MARCH
MURDER
by
Monte Barrett
Copyrlirht, 193J.
by the Bobba-Merrill Co.
WNU Service.
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SYNOPSIS
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Waiting In the minister’s study, Jim
Franklin, about to be married to Doris
Carmody, Is stabbed to death. Peter
Cardigan, novelist, and amateur detec
tive of some note, with Sergeant Kil-
day, begin the official Investigation.
Franklin, while waiting, had visitors,
among them his mistress. “Choo Choo”
Train: his intended wife’s father, Am
brose Carmody; her brother, Rylie;
Daniel Bullis, politician, and a woman
In a blue frock. Rylie Carmody ad
mits trying to stop the wedding, aft
er being informed by \Vebster Spears
that Franklin was still friendly with
Choo Choo, despite his approaching
marriage. Kilday secures the dead
man’s keys. From Callis Shipley, one
of the bridesmaids, Kylle’s friend, the
investigators learn nothing. An inter
view with Bullis la fruitless. Web
ster Spearsi admits lnform.ing Rylie
Carmody of Franklin’s relations wUh
Choo Choo, for Dorrs Carmody’s sake.
of preventing the wedding.
Fletcher. Frank 1 in’s man-servani.’is re-^
tlcent. An interview with Milo Dun
bar, Franklin’s law^partner. and search
of the dead man's office, reveals noth
ing of importance. Choo Choo admitk
her relations with Franklin were to
continue after his marriage. She says
she visited Franklin at the church be
cause a telephone message from Fletch
er told her to come. Fletcher denies
calling the actre.ss. Six of the seven
keys Franklin carried are traced to
their respective locks.
sometimes, concerning some one they
love.”
Peter, listening, mistrusted the state
ment This girl, he thought, would be
the/'last to grow hysterical She was
proving that now. In her defense of
Rylie Carmody.
The sergeant shrugged. “How many
times did you visit the sacristy yester
day ?’ was his next question.
“Once, I’ve told about that”
“And you saw na one but Nick
Royce? You never saw Doctor Aber
nathy?”
“No. .Mr. Royce was the only one
there. Mr. Kmiikiin was In the study.
We ^poke to him. through the door, but
I saw no one but Mr.^Royce.”
“Now, Miss Shipley,” the detective
permitted a smile to soften the lines
of his face as he leaned fonvard en
gagingly, “what made you so sure that
a murder had been committed? You
were out in front. You only heard
Doctor Abernathy’s apnouncement that
the wedding had been postponed.
There was notliing^ said aliout murder.
.\nd yet, when Rylie took you home,
you told lilm tliat Jim Franklin had
been murdered.”
“You must he mistaken,—T-uever
told him that.”
‘lie says that’s what you told him,”
the detective Insisted.
“No, he told you I said something
terril)le had happened. 1 never used
the word murder and. neither did he.
Later, after Rylie returne<l to the
church and discovered what had hap
pened. you asked him who toll him
about it. He said that I did. He re
ferred to tlie fact that I ha<l toll him
.something had occurred to stop tlie
wed<ling.”
‘TTbw do you know what he told
me?” Kilday demanded.
“He toM me.”
“Wlien?’^ '
“I.ast niglit.”
‘.‘Oil, you two have iMH'n getting to
gether on your stories, have you?”
Tlie girl’s teetli gleamed where they
!»it, iiKimeiitarily, into the scarlet of
lier lip. “Tliat’s a crude way of put-
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CHAPTER VI—Continued
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“I’ll hurry, Sergeant. I just came
hack to tell you that the Shipley girl
is here. Site just arrived."
“Why diiln't you say so, instead of
standing there like an idiot?” the otli-
cer- grumbled.' “Show her in." .
He. laid fiewspaper aver, t he gu^Lsly
exhibits on his desk.
('allla Shipley glaneed ln<pilslt1vely
from one man to the otlier. As before.
1‘eter was struck by her beauty, not
the least ai»iteuling thing about it be
ing that tlie girl seerneil utterly un
conscious of It. Slie wore it, I’eter
tliongbl with the same charming in
difference which she proliahly attached
to tlie perfection of her ccistume. Peter
was usually sliy of women, particu
larly lieautifiil women, wlio never
seemed to forget their own loveliness.
Rut he felt Instinctively tliat this was
tlie sort of girl who could lie a good
comrade. Her blue -eyes were made
for laugliter, in sjilte of the gravity
of their present expr'e.ssion. and, he
admitted it reluctantly, she stirred his
sympathies. Just as she hail before.
In tlie duel Hint was to come, he knew
tliat she, not Sergeant Kilday, would
claim ills partisanship. Tliat very
partlsausiiip put him on his guard
against her, yet lie coulil not con
trol it.
“You s|mt’ TiPf me?”
iVter noticed the slight' tremor of
her hands, but she rpiickly clasped
tliem in iier lap, wliere they migiit not
h(*fray her. She was frightened, then.
Kilday defiosited his cigar in tiie
tniy, careful not to disturb the ash,
watcliing tlie girl shrewdly, all the
wliiie.
“.Miss siiildey.” he began delilierate-
ly, “you didn’t tell us the trutli. last
niglit, aliout your ride home from the
churcli. with Rylie f’armody. Later
you-.mlniitted it. Why?.”
“I told you. I—I had Juitqied to
conclusions concerning what h'ad hai>-
pene4r ~I was worried- - I was afraid
of involving Rylie. Iieciuise I was sure
he was innocent. I realize now. of
course, tliat was very foolish, but at
the time I was frightened."
“Frightened? You mean on Rylie'a
account?”
“Yes.” She- hesitated, as though
reluctant at making this man her con
fidant, and then explainetl, “I have al
ready told you that I love Rylie. We
are to lie married this fail."
“Let me see," the sergeant appeare<J
to be summing up the evidence in his
own mind. “You knew Rylie didn’t
like FTanklln—he telephoned you yes
terday that he couldn’t meet you be-
-causp he had to Franklin—he told
.vou he had discovered that Franklin
was having an affair with this actress,
Choo Choo Train, didn’t he?”
The girl nodded.
"And so when Franklin didn’t show
up and the wedding was postponed,
you jumped to the" conclusion that
Rylie had had something to do with It.
Am I still right?” • ^ _
“Rut I don’t think so now. I know
Rylie couldn’t have had anything to
do with It. Why, anyone who knows
Rylie knows he couldn’t have done
such a thing.”
Kilday nodded'gfimly. “That’s what
you say now, but just the same, you
admit 5’ou though he was guilty, at
first. In spite of the fact that you tell
us you are In loye with him. Yon can
scarcely expect us to have con
fidence In him than you have,can
you?” ^
Callis Shepley clenched her fists.
“Aren’t you overtooktng this*? The
very fact that I am in love with him
” 'ily*ieaiiohsfWg #aFB>y fwiric
“Oh, You Two Have Been Get
ting Together on Your Stories,
Have You?”
WffH” nwlwtify* leapwhigWg ay .
Women are ant to be—hysterical We’ve been good friends, that’s alL”;
ting it. .Nalurally, we discu.^sed
everylliing tliiit had lia|i|x*iietl. as soon
as we saw each otlier.”
“Naturally.” agreed the detective.
“Now, .Miss SJiiiiley, I \v;iiit to ask you
conceriiiiig that remark you overlieard
Welister Six’ars make as he left tfie
eliiireh yesterday. Just w!i:it was it
lie said? Please use his exaet words,
as nearly as you i-ari.”
’■Pm.afraid I don't remember exactly^
what lie said. I was quite excited,
you know.”
“Not flien, yon weren’t,’; Kilday con-
tradioted her. “It was Ids remark that
caused you to get excited, rememlier?”
“Well, lie asked where Rylie wa.s.”
“He said .something else, didn’t he?
You told us last night.”
“Did I? I don’t remeniher.” Her
eyes widened in apparent sun»rise.
- “U uJb,^’ the-sergeant- gr««te»l. “I lon't
try that on me. You, told us Sp<*ars
said. ‘Where’s Rylie? If he were here,
there wouldn’t be any wedding.’”
The girl apfieared to reflect on the
statement. “I’m afraid you’re mi.s-
quoting me. Sergeant Klhlay. Or
perliajis I misquoted Web. Pm sure
tiiat lsn’t,3Jie way I meant to say It.
As I remember, Web said. ‘Where’s
Rylie? We can’t go on with the
wedding until he gets here.’"
“Oh,” tlie detective was elaliorateiy
emphatic. “So that was what he said,
eh? Quite a hit different from what
you told u» last night.”
“Yes,” the girl agreed, too eagerly,
I’eter felt. “If I saliir ah.rihing else
]a.st night, I must have had It twisted.”
“And so,” Kilday's manner had
turned gruff, “that little remark got
you 80 excited that you ran all the
way around back to find Rylie. Thi
wedding was about to start and you
,^left the rest of the party to start a
search for Rylie, just because Web
Spears wondered where he was. Huh’
uh. That Isn’t what he said.' young
lady. You’ve already told fis this re
mark was what got you excited.”
“Remember, I was already worried
about Rylie.” the girl amended.
< Kilday Ignored this. “I don’t sup
pose you’ve seen Webster Spears since
then, have you? Perhaps be'suggest
ed tlmt you make this change In jour
story,” /
*’No,” declared Callis firmly. “I
haven’t seen him since he walked out
of the churcl^yesterday.”
“What Is t*ere between you and
this Webster Spears? Kver -been in
love with him?”
' She shook her head emphatically.
Fiw" Ihwwb
“Never had an affair ^tb him be
fore you fell in love witli Rylie Car
mody?” /
“No.” She frowned frapetlevtlj. '
“And how abont Jim FranklinT
How well did you know him, llisS
Shipley?”
Peter could not be sure whether the
girl’s surprise were real or feigned.
“I only knew him very slightly,” she
retorte<l. “The first time I ever met
him was after he was engaged lo.Dorls
Carmody.”
The sergeant digested this in silence,
Then. abandoning his cigar, he ex
tracted a cigarette fnim a smooth sil
ver case and offereil one to the girl
“Will you have a cigarette, MLss Ship-
ley?”
“.\h. thanks.”
“Have a look at the case, anyway,
won’t you? Perhaps you can tell us
where ii’ou have seen it before.”'
The girl examined the case care
fully. “I’m sorry.” she said, handing
It back. *T don’t'think I can he of any
help. I’ve never seen it before.”
Peter thought he detected a note of
relief in her voice as she added, “It
isn’t Rjlie’s. Fm sure of th.sL He
carries one which I gave him.”’
Kilday placeil it carefully iuick on
the desk. The finger-prints, on that
ca.se soon would he a matter of record.
“.\nd now"—he turne«l ag:iin to the
pirl—“you may as well know that you
haven’t deceiveil me. Miss Shipley.
You say you havei. i seen Web
Spears since he left the church yes
terday. I know that you were at- his
house la.st night. You were there
when we calletl. and he «1enied it.
“Yesterday you attemptetl to deceive
IIS alioui ridiug troJiL the charoh wrilli.
Rylie until you dis.xnenxl ftuit we
knew the tr^ith. Now you try the
same trtek again. h»t-4t wi^t work
thi.s time, either.
“I’d advise you to t-ome cUMn. What
were you doing at SiH':irs’ house last
niglit, if lie dm‘sn’t nw'an anything to
you? Wily have you changdl your
story regarding what Si*«-ars said as
he left (the church? .\re you i^-ady to
tell me the truth pow?
“Just who are you trying lo prote«'t
in tills affair?” Kilday <lemand*tl.
“Rylie Carmotly or Welister S|««*ars?”
“'I'here is nothing li»*tween Welister
Si»ears and me.” the girl retorle I an
grily. 'I'he tlnsh i>f her che»*ks alm«ist
niatclied the ch»*rry shade of her lips.
“I'm hot nccustomeil !•» ht-sng inikcd
to in this way.”
“I'm not used to having njlierwise
eharniing young ladit's lie to ni**.
efth(*r,” file dete<^ti\e n-|»liii,l lronic:»!ly.
’‘•Yre yon going t»^ ah^eF ni^
tion?”
• Tlie girl was silent.
“All riglit, ril answer It for you."
declared Kilday. “Wehsler Spears Is
tlie man you’re trying to prote<-t now
Last night it was Rylie t'annoily. And
I'll fell yon why. *
“Last night you knew that Jim
Franklin was niiirder*Hi an«l that Rylie
Carniody had sworn to stop the we<V
ding. You knew that. ause he toh*
you so, when lie phoneil you that he
couldn't meet you. You were afraid
he was guilty loM-ause you hadn't s<*4-»
him at tlie «liureh at the iin>e the
crime was committisl. Ile^ had-prwh-v
alily told you alMUit his •iiiam-l ~n ith
Franklin, hark there in the vu.iy. ||e
had the motive arid he had the o|i]Mir
tnnity. You had a right to h.- worr.ed
about hlpi. .\nd so you ni**.
or tried to, about riding hone- tr««m the
eliurch with him. h«H-:irise y.oi didn't
want us to siistoM-t that he had te-en
aiiyw liere near there whi-uFrahkl.n was )
killed. It never orciirn-*! t«i y=-U.J.jien, ,
tliat WehstiT S|>*-a,rs was invoR.-d. !
You were |nnly thinking df Ryli#. and
so you fold us what S[i«-;irs vaid as he
left tlie chiinli.
“Hut after we left you hi-t night"—
the sergeant sat hiiiiehi >| f -rward In
his cliair, his relentl*-s iie\.-r
moving from the girl’s fa»-»- “vo’i
found '=xiut, sonodiow. that Welister
Spears was the murdeis-r. I Won't a-.k
yon how. I wouldn’t exfieet yfiii to ti-ii
me tiiP truth. Rut you fnund out.
And now you're4H^t as anxioiis to pr.»-
tect him as you werii to pi>ite<-t Jhe
man yon told ns you lo-.*-d. WlnSit’s
the an-xwer? 'A'hat Is Spf-ar* to you?
Wliy should he have ganted to kdl
Franklin? Was it heeriu-^ he was
still In love with Ikoris ('amHMty him
self? Tiiat’s what I thought at first
Now I’m not so sure. Perha|is he was
telling us the truth when tie said that
was all over now. Perha|is yoa're the
one lie ' loved. .And.” here Kilday
thumped his knee significantly. *T’I1
find <uit. Miss .‘shlfiley. You’re already-
discovered that I know more than y»iu
think I do. If I were you. I’d almut
decide that now was the time to tell
the truth—ail the truth. What do you
think about it?”
“What do you want me to tell you?”
Cajlis Shijiley asked quietly.
“I want to,know what there was be
tween you and Jim Franklin?”
The girl stiffened. ,
“Fwant to know why yi^u’re protect
ing Web Spear* and what yon were
doing at his home last nighL want
to know why you have attempted to de
ceive me. not, jusf once, hot several
time.s.” He paused. Imiking at the girt
expectantly.
“I’ve told you that 1 <inly knew Mr.
Franklin very ra.«nallj. > Webster
Sfiears and I are g‘iod friends, nothing
more, i believe I was more than
frank,” declared the gjri angrily,
“when 1 told you that I am Ih lova
with Rylie Carmmly.- .After that, tha
rest of your quesjions are in very jmtoir,
taste, to say the least.”
“And that’s all you hare to aajT*
(TO BE OUgNTI-NTEO »
TR.A1NING CHILD
IN FIRSt YE.ARS
“Tlie Earliest Scbool Is the
PaiiiiK\”—Froebel.
ONE WAT OR OTHER
Why do little birds In their nests
agree?
They hare to or they’d fall out.
LONG AND SHORT
Son—Dad. what’a a monosyllable?
Dad—A long tena for a Miort
word, my aon.
By
HILDA IRtCHCX)MB; National
Kindergarten Association. New
York City.
Mrs. WtHHl. a young mother whose
children would soon start to public
school, was anxitius to know what
she could do to nelp them.; .At the
beginning of the previous m hool year
she Imd se«‘n her neighbor, almost
daily, hrililng, coaxing and arguing to
get her twin sems siartixl with the
other clH)dr»‘n.
“What was wrong there that tliey
did n<*t want to go?” asked Mrs.
Wood of the primary teacher whose
class the twins attended.
“Too nuuh ‘sug-.»r (^la^illg’ at
oiatiiig
home.” an.s\ver**il .Miss Doaue, frankly.
Thousands have Ended
their Bowel Worries
by taking this.
!LI
This, slie went on lo say, was not
good for any child. Tliis mother had
never allowixl lier Ikivs to fe«*l that
tliere wen* liard la-*^ks to In* iht-
foruied and ilifiicult lessons to lie
learned iu tlie first years of their
lives, and t»o thc.v^ad not foriWHl
the haliit of attaik and had iiiisse«l
the joy of achievement. Slie hail
waitixl on them, had |*:ud theni for
eacli little servhv and' luol tried to
eliminate every^aciLship frojn tlieir
young lives. Mi.ss Itoaiie s;ud the
chlldn-n best pre|iared for s«*IkmiI en-
ti ce were tlios^* who hail learmsl
to wait'on tlienis*‘l\es. to sit quietly
for slinrt iH*riotts ofTiin«» wlien^tliere
wore guests, to iKTform little errands
and cliores without Is-ing rewardinl
Tor each aiT. anil xrim Tjtn-w ft»nv lo
work and play witii others. “This,”
she a»I<Uxl. “is what Imys and girls
learn in kindergarten. 1 wish we
had one fierc.”
So Mrs. WixhI condiuiisl a little
sur\ey of hersidf and her children to
check up on the \urious items. She
found that she was wailing «ii her
cliildn'ii more than was iMs-<*s.sary
and was “paying’’ them in |w-nnl»*>
and treats much tini. frtsiuently. On
tlie other hand site had many strong
points to lier i-rtMlit, as she had al
ways talki'd with them alMuit s<dbuN.d
in a very happy way. s|M-aking of |!
as h“ing :i”gr»*aT pTeasiTri^nil om*'to
Can constipation safely be relieved?
“Vesr* say medical men. ‘‘YesP
say the many thousands who have
followed their advice and know.
You are not likely to cure your
e(^lipation with salts, pills, tablets
or any of the habit-forming cathar
tics. But you can safely relieve this
condition by gentle regulation with
a suitable liquid laxative.
THE LIQUID TEST:
First: select a properly prepared
liquid laxative^ Second: take the
dose you find suited to your System.
Third: gradually reduce Jthe dose
until bowels are moving of their
own acrqrd.
Simple, isn’t it? And it works!
The right liquid laxative brings
thorough bowel action without
usi ng fqire.' An apprqved„ liquid
laxative (one which is most widely
used for both adults and children)
is Dr. Caldwell’s Syrup Pepsin. It
is a doet^’a jRcaription., and
perfectly so/e. Its laxative action
b based on senna, a natural laxative;
the dose can be measured, and the
action thus regulated to suit your
individual need.
If there are children in your
household, don’t give them any fad
form of laxative, but u.se a health-
ful. helpful preparation like Dr.
CaldweU’s Syrup Pepsin. Its very
taste will tell you it is wholesoinc#
and agreeable to the stomach. De
lightful taste, and delightful action;
there b no tliscomfort at the lime,
or after. Ask your druggbt for Dr.
CaldwelPs Syrup Pepsin, all ready
to take.
A Frak Stileaat CoMeiviRi
Dr. CaMndl’s Syrap Pepski
iWe believe the use of pills
'and tablets 'containing
rmheratf drugs is rapidlv pv-
ing way to ^ntle regulation
of the bowels with a liquid
laxative.
\Yc believe Dr. Caftlweff’s
original prescription of fresh
herbs, pure pepsin, and senna
b the ideal family laxative.
.And we know it b a safe
preparation for children and
expectant mothers l>«cause
it does not cause bowel strain
or irritate the kidnevs.
which tli«‘y would U* admii wxl when
tlicy were siithcieiitiy big :iiid hrive
and strong. • She lin<l Im-«-ii firm in
not allowing them “innitO Ihat
w iTvFliT iligcstinn -a fn-queut
cause of nauulitim-ss in s^-hind ami
slie had s«s‘u to it that they were
fair and generally iiri<«-iri'.h In their
play. So witli this giNnl foundation
on which to liiiild she gradualiy elini-
inuted the other liaints not s«» desir-
idde. Slie playixl ,S4-h<wd witli tin-
ehildreii, representi(ig it as a very dt*-
lightful «“xiH*rufn«'»* ami siie gave
Hieni specific diitii-s. im-luding ke«*|e
Ing tlieir play desks in g*MHl «irder.
•At otlier times she s»-t tln-iii tasks in
Note of Cantiou 1
lip to Him
IU* sure of ^\4uir aim in life ImforwJ
L Adv,t rsity toughens a man, lint not
moving ln|4» a glass- lious**. ' '•
' inik*s.s tie r«»iK(uers it.
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' afioul it for their pmtectioa.
altliiiugh it made eousidoralde «-\tra
work, she invit«'<i many otlu*r l*«*ys
and girl.s to tlie ln»u>e to play. Slie
s<»on saw a great ihaiige in the rhil-
dren. .'<he liad trie«l to keep them
haiiie.s liefore, now she put empha'i-i
on tlieir development and the joy of
adiled respotisihilitics.
“How jlid \ou know ail tliesi-
tilings?'’ she askitl Hi** ti-adier who
liad guided iier. .Miss lH»arie laiigii-
-Jiigly answered, *’l have dealt with
haliyisTi children t»*** long ik*I to know
or m*t to Ij.'ivc tlie d«-sire to lielp
wln-n I can.’’
'I'he teacher was always eager tliat
tlie little pupils who r:inie to lier
sliould get the very Iiio-t *»UI of tli**ir
first sclimd year, and Ihat was wliat
the properly prepan-d children usu
ally did.
tablet of real aspirin of
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ialdet without this cross is BayerAspiiin.i
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I
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Wasted Sympathy '
How we hate to s*-** aiiotiH-r man
fotdeil aitiioiig-h he wants to Ik*.
K^p Oae oa Hand
dicindiary in the iiouse pr**v
many a dispute.
enta
Hope, but Keep Working
Tlie faet is, sa\s a writer in I/*n
don Answers, tliat the lM*autiful woril
“Inqie” Is misiiseil liy thousands, wlio
make <»f it a narc«»tic, a nn-ntal and
pliy sicaj slec‘piri^ draughty Wilkins
MicawiKT, you r*-uienilH*r, was a
great “lio[M'r.” He live<t «*ii li*n»e.
Hoping was ids'daily and hourly or
cui>ation. He was always hoping
iaiinctliing would turn up to make his
fortune, to pnd his acute statl* of im-
pecunlosity, but he m*ver stirred a
finger to Irel^it to materialize.
Hoplng*4dr the, best is g'-Kl, on ttr
i-aslon, hut working for the b«*st is
lielter, and much more likely to pro
diice result.s.
Hoj*e which is passive
Is more a vice than a virtae. It 1**-
clowly relat»*d lo indolence. Rut
hope which is active, purposeful,
dynamic neoes the worhL
"Two things 1 wanted-
*...and it vas all so simple witen I f<«nd oat my
trouble. My physieiw said 1 had no orga#rte"d?!l-ase,
hut 1 did ha\e wLit is i.o eonimonly Ami truthfully
called a low percentage of bctuo-glo-bin in the blood.
‘TTic reasonableness of one of the S.S.S. ails e
me to think tliat S.S-S. Tonic was just what 1 ntedtd
for ray let-d*»wn feeling, pimply skin and low rcsist-
ancr. 1 wanted more strength and a clear skin.
“It didn’t take Siii*. very long to get my blond
back up to normal—ami as my strength and energy
return^ my skin cleared up.”
If your condition suggests a tonic of this kind, try
SlS3. It b n<»i ju-i a so-ral.et! tonic'But'aTohTc sj>e-
' .K.
cially designed to slimul^fe gy^stric slereti.-n-^ jind —
also having the mineral elements very, very nrees-
sanr in rrlniilding the oxvgen-carrjing bemo-glo-bin
ofthebliod. ' L. J \
S.S.55. valoe has been proven by generalions of use, ■ ^
as well as by imidern srientifie appraisaL Sold by all Quf my
drug stores in two convenient sizes.. .the Iarger”is ^
more ccooomicaL ” C 'Dx s ss.c<^ trouble^
-.ixj:
Dr. Pierce’s FaTorite Preaerrotiaa makes
weak women strona. Ko aKohol. Sold
by druggists in taUeta or liquid.—Adv.
Blessed Arc the Meek
“Here’s one name on the eomralt-
tee that I never heard of.’*
“Oh, that’s probably the person
who actually docs the work.”—Trap
pers Magazine.
Whff Suffer with
Skin Troubles When
Cuticura Ointment
So effcctlvclj soothes and
heals. Red, roQ^h sJun, sore,
itching, bnniing feet, chafings,
chapping rashes, irritsrtions,' cola and
hums are aoiokly rrlicTcd and healed by appli
cations of Gwoewni OiMtirt. No houseiiold
ahoold be without it.
frier 2S* mmd SSe
froanetorsz Potter Drug A Chemical Corpw Moldea.
CENTS A PACKET IS ALL YOU PAY
FOR
FERRY^S
PUREBRED
VEGETABLE
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