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• ■■■ t 'W ^ * THE PEOPLE, BARNWELL, 8. 0 BPSET RAPE'S DIAPEPSIN AT ONCE END8 SOURNESS, GASES, ACIDITY, INDIGESTION. Undigested food!' Lumps of pain; Gelchlnj? j;ns, acids and sourness. When your stomncj} Is nil upset, here Is in stant relief—No waiting! ' CAROLYN CANNOT FACE PROSPECT OF LOSING HER ONLY FRIEND AND COMPANION. The moment you eat a tablet of Pape’s Diapepsin all the Indigestion pain, dyspepsia misery, the sourness, gases and stomach acidity ends. Pape’s Diapepsin tablets cost little at any drug store hut there is no surer or quicker stomach relief known. Ad»\ Synopsis.—Her father and mother reported lostjit sea when the Dunraven, on which they had'flailed for Jj|}ropt, wa$ aunk, Carolyn May Cameron—Ilannah’s Carolyn—Is sent from New York to her bach* elor uncle, Joseph Stagg, at the Corners. The reception given her by her uncle Is not very enthusiastic. Carolyn Is also chilled by the stern demeanor of Aunty Rose, Uncle Joe’s housekeeper. Stagg is dismayed when he learns'from a lawyer friend of his brother : ln-law that Carolyn has been left practically penniless pnd consigned to his care as guardian. Carolyn learns of the estrangement between her uncle and his one-time sweetheart, Amanda Parloiy, anti the cause of the bitterness between the tw'o families. ~ •• • ' ■ . ■■ • .. A ‘ •' Every man should master the art of concealing his igttojjuice. “BEST MEDICINE FOB WOMEN” What Lydia E. Pinkham’fl Vegetable Compound Did For Ohio Woman. Portsmouth, Ohio.—*' I suffered from irregularities, pains in my side and was so weak at times 1 could hardlv get around to uo my work, and as I had four in my family and three boarders it made it very hard for me. Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vege table Compound was recommended tome. I took it and it has restored my health. It ia certainly the best medicine for woman's ailments I ever •aw.”—Mrs. Sara Shaw, R. No. 1, Portsmouth, Ohio. Ifrs. Shaw proved the merit of this medicine aad wrote this letter in order that other suffering women may find relief as she did. Women who are suffering as she was should not drag along from day to day without giving this famous root and barb remedy, Lydia E. Pinkham'sVege- tabls Compound, a trial. For spedal advice tn regard to such ailments write to Lydia E. rinkham Medicine Co., Lynn, Maas. The result of its forty years experience is at your service. Loosen Up a Tight, Sore Chest With Mother’s Joy Salve When a cold geta down into the throat and chest, causing so renew, hoarsen cm, or croupy symptoms. It to time to take quick step* to prevent pneumonia, or other serious results. A reliable and harmless remedy (or such troubles is JOY YOU .'MSTyir«tem»iry.'iiiJ"rub la. There Is no Irritation to the tend* skin, but tt quickly penetrates to the seat of the trouble, and relieves the congestion like magic. . McrntiK’s Joy Salve should be kept on hrnd for an emerj It will surprise you hoy'qulckly It will break a croupy/Cough, relieve sore ness in the chest. Doctors re commend It: good dealers •ell It. 25#. and 50#. jars. CHAPTER V—Continued. The mole In.question lived under a piece of rock wall near the garden fence. ] When Uncle Joe came home to din ner on one particular Saturday he walked down to th<e corner of the gar den fence, and there saw the havoc Prince had wrought. In following the line of the mole’s last tunnel he had worked his way under the picket fence and had torn up two currant bushes and done some damage in the straw berry patch. ' , • • “And the >-orst of it is,” grumbled the hardware dealer, “he never caught the mole. That mongrel really isn’t worth a bagpf dornlcks to sink him In the brooks But that’s what he’s going to get this very evening when I come home. I won’t Etntiil for him a day longer.” Carolyn May positively turned pale as she crouched beside the now chnined-up Prince, both arms about his rough neck. He licked her cheek. Fortunately, he could not understand everything that was said to him, there fore the pronouncement of this terri ble sentence did not agitate him an atom. - . Carolyn May sat for a long time un der the tree beside the sleeping dog and thought how different this life at The Corners was from that she had lived with her father and mother in the city home. If only that big ship, the Dunraven, had not sailed away with her papa and her mamma! Carolyn May had been very brave on that occasion. She had gone ashore with Mrs. Price and Edna after her mother’s last clinging embrace and her, father’s husky “Good-by, daughter/’ with scarcely a tear. Of course she had been brave! Mam ma would return in a few weeks, and then, after a time, papa would like wise come back—and oh! so rosy and stout! / • And then, in tw’o weeks, came the fatal news of the sinking of the Dun- raven and the loss of all but a small part of her crew and passengers. Vaguely these facts' had become known to Carolyn May. She never spoke of them. They did not seem real to the little girl. But now, sitting beside the con demned Prince—her companion and tr. May at last. “I s’pose you are hungry. It isn’t going to do you a bit of good to eat fhut you don’t know It. I’ll ask Aunty Rose if she has something for you.” She got up wearily an(J..went_across the yard. Aunty Rose stood jtjst-4n- side the screen door. » - • * - “Don’t you r want any dinner, Car’lyn May?” she asked. “No, ma’am. I guess I’d better not eat,” said the child. - “Why not r “’Cause ray stomach’s so trembly. I Just know I couldn’t keep anything dowm, even if I could swallow It. But Prince’ll eat his, please. He—he don’t know any better.” . - “Tut, tut !” murmured the woman. .“He’s the most sensible of the two of you, I declare.” .. The minutes of that afternoon drag ged by in most doleful procession. There was no idea in tl)e little girl’s mind that Umlifi Joe might change his intention and Prince be saved from the watery grave promised him. When she saw the hardware dealer come in to the yard almost an hour earlier than their usual supper time she was not surprised. Nor did she think of pleading with him for the'dog’s life. The litle girl watched him askance. Mr. Stagg came directly through the yard, stopping only at the shed for a moment. There he secured a strong potato sack, and with It trailing from his hand went half-way up the knoll to where there was a heap of stones. He stooped down and began to select some- of these, putting them In the hag. This was too much for Carolyn ffiy. With a fearful look at Uncle Joe’s «n- compromising shoulders, she went to the tree where Prince was chained. Exchanging the chain for the feather •|eash with which she' always led him about, the little girl guided the mon grel across the yard and around the corner of the house. *. Her last backward glance assured her that the hardware dealer had not observed her. Quickly and silently she led Prince to the front gate, and they went out together into the dusty road. “I—I know’ we oughtn’t to,” whis pered Carolyn . May to her canine friend, “hut I feel I’ve Just gotjo save you. Prince. I—I can’t see you drownd-ed dead like that!” She^ turned the nearest Corner and ..went. ■ up • the ■road tAweeds- ihe closed, gable-roofed cottage where Aunty Rose had lived before she had come to be Uncle Jo^s housekeeper, k Carolyn May had already peered ' over into the small yard of the cot tage and had seen that Mrs. Kennedy still kept the flower-beds weeded and the walks neat and the grass plot trimmed. But the window shutters were barred and the front door built up with boards. Carolyn'May went in through the fsont gate and. sat down on the door step, while Prince dropped to a com fortable attitude beside her. The dog slept. ^0 little girl ruminated. She would not go back to Uncle Joe’s—no, indeed!, She did not know Just whOft she would do when dark should come, but Prince should not he sacrificed to her uncle’s Wrqth. A voice, low, sweet, yet startling, aroused her. “What are you doing there, little girl?” Both runaways started, hut neither of them was disturbed by the appear- unsce of her who hatT accosted Caro- lyn May. i drownd-ed,” Carolyn May sobbed. “I’d want to be drownd-ed myself, too.” “I know, dear. But do you really believe your Uncle Joseph w r ould do such a thing? Would he drown your dog?” “I—I saw him putting the stones in „the bag.” sobbed Carolyn May. “And he said he would.”’ •• - “But he said it when he was angry, dear. We often say things when we are angry—more’s the pity!—which we do not mean, and for which w’e are bitterly sorry afterwards. I am sure, Carolyn May, that your Uncle Joe has no intention of drowning your dog.” “Oh. Miss Amanda! Are you pot’- tlve?” ? ■ FILL ’ * / , A small bottle of “Danderine" v keeps hair thick, strong, beautiful. - Girls! Tiy this! Doubles of your hair in a few moments. r COMPLEX SENTENCE. A teacher In. th? North Vernon .schools was grading some manuscripts from a -recent examination. One of the questions asked ran like, this: “Define and give an example of a com plex c< mpound sentence.” - In answer ing the question one pupil gave the fol- “Positive! I know Joseph Stagg. M owi,, K « s • , r/‘xuraple: He was never yet cruel to-any dumb “The only saw that i ever saw’ saw creature. Go ask him yourself, Caro- was « buxxsuw down in ‘Arkansaw.’“ lyn May/ Whatever else he may be, I '' rhe teacher uhder the linpres- slon that the answer was somewhat complex —Indianapolis News. . , ss he is not a hater of helpless and dumb animals.” _ “Miss Amanda,” cried Carolyn May, with clasped hands, “you—you are just lifting an awful big lump off my heart I I’ll run and ask him right away.” She raced with the barking Prince back to the Stagg premises. Mr. Stagg Not Guilty, Friend (In Windfall’s art gallery)— You certainly show’ excellent discrlm inntlon In the selection of your pic tures. Windfall—Discrimination-? Not or your life; Vm too broadminded foi that! Why. Ifjthe price is right, I don’t care a dang whether the painter If American. Dutch. Dago. Bole. Bub I TT m gurian. Chinese,' Eskimo, oif even Ger man. > 0 IN A NEWSPAPER OFFICE. With Her Arms About the Little Girl, Miss Amanda Snuggled Her Up Close. | “Somebody wants us \p answer the question,'*What makes a woman beau- Send 2c stamp for illustrated Winsor & Newton catalogue of Artists' Materials and Colors, including Special Chart for mixing, FREE, a moat valuable aid. Gives explicit directions for right «otor* for all The Little Gicl. Felt Bitterly Her Lone liness and Grief. only real comforter during these weeks of her orphanhood—the llttlC’ girl felt bitterly her loneliness and grief. ■ ’ - . If Uncle Joe did as he had threat ened, what should she do? There seemed to be no place for her and Prince to run away to. I’m quite sure I don’t want to live,” thought Carolyn May dismtflly. “If papa and mamma and Prince are all dead—why! there aren’t enough other folks left In the world to make It worth while living in, I don’t be lieve. If Prince isn’t going to be alive, then I don't want to he alive, either.'’ By and by Prince began to get very uneasy.. It was long past his dinner hour, and every time he heard the scr had Just finished filling in with the stones the trench Prince had dug un der the garden fence. “There,” he grunted. “That dratted dog w’on’t dig this hole any bigger, 1 reckon. What’s the matter with you, Car’lyn?” * * t _ “Are—are you going to drown’d Priucey, Uncle Joe? If—if you do, it Just seems to me. I—-1 shall die!”- 1 ■ He looked up at her searchlngly. “Humph ! is that mongrel so all-im portant to your happiness -that you want to die if he does?” demanded the man. “Yes, Uncle Joe.” , “Humph!” ejaculated the hardware dealer again. “1 believe you think more of that dog than you do of me.” ifBTto itirw; tiful ?' — “Say that we can’t recommend any special make of face powder.” .v Comparisons. ' , *Our weddlhfr trip l» all too abort." She said with drooping sigh. “Well, maybe eo.”’he groaned, “but It Is not as *hori as I _ Unwieldy Patronymic. “What,1s th*» mime of the proprietor of this restaurant?” ' •/ ' “Sum Smith.” / “But he’s a Greek, and ‘Sam Smith’ Isn’t a Greek name.” “No. It was adopted for business reasons. There Isn’t room at the bot tom of a check to sign the name he brought with him to this country.” Within ten minutes after an appll-^ cation of Dnnderjne you can not find a single trace of dandruff or fulling hair and your sculp will not Itch, but what I will please you most will be after a few weeks' use. when you see ne\v hutr, fine ' and downy* at first—yes—but really new hair—growing all over the scalp.✓ A little Danderine finmedlately dou bles the beauty of your hair,- No .dif ference how dull, faded; brittle and scraggy. Just moisten a cloth wtjh Dan- _ denine and carefully draw it through . your hair, taking one small strand at a 1 tljnie. The effect is amazing—your hair will be light, fluffy and wavy, and have an appearance of abundance; an in- ' comparable lustre, softness and. luxu riance. Get a small bottle of Knowlton’s Danderine for a few cents at any drug store or toilet counter, and prove that your hair Is as pretty and soft as any —that It has been neglected or injured by careless treatment—that!* all—you surely can have beautiful hair and lots of It if you win Just try a little Dan- i derlne.—Adv. r : • Sympathetic. .. My husband in a fine little mnn. hut not hefty. My own avoirdupois has . bet n n source of some embarrassment to me, but never quite so much as One evening when we bonnb-d a car home from the theater, and w*th difficulty i found space* where two of us could squeeze' down into ~ a narrow, va cant place on a long sent. We had safely adjusted ourselves when a much exhilarated individual leaned across to .my husband and said, sympathetically and loudly: .“Never mind, ole man; I got a fat one. too.”—Ghicago Tribune. WOMEN MFERERSltt The frank answer hit Mr. Stagg harder than he would have cared to acknowledge. , “Why?” he queried. “Because Prince never said a word to hurt me ii* his life!” said Carolyn May, sobbing. . The man wa« silenced. He felt lu his inmost heart that he had been judged. Wanted to Be Remembered. They were two days out and the young bride was dreadfully seasick. * “Henry, ^dear.” she moaned, “If I should die and they bury me here you'll come* sometimes and plant flowers on my grave, won’t you?”—St. Louis iftar. 1 fr’Jir 4 a CONVINCING CIRCUMSTANCE. ‘Oh, Miss Mandy!” breathed the lit tle girl, and thofighL Jhat the CRrpin- ^ By thisj fl ter’s daughter haiT/iev^r looked so-" little girl w pretty.. ;“What are you doing there?” repeat ed Miss Parlowi CHAPTER VI. ■—r w ' -• Prince Awakens The .Corners. Camp-meeting time was over, and the church at The Corners was ta open for its regular Sunday services. , “Both Satan and the parson havt had a vacation,” said Mr. Stagg, “and ! now they can tackle each other again and see which’ll get tlie strangle hold ’twixt now’ and revital time.’! “You should not say such things, es- pecially before the child, Joseph ! Stagg,’’ admonished Aunty Rose. Carolyn May, however, seemed not to have heard Uncle Joe’s pessimistic remark; she 'was too greatly excited by tfie prospect of Sunday school. And the very next week-day school would begin! first week In September the girl was quite settled in her hew r home at The Corners. Prince was still, a doubtful addition to the family, both Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose plainly hav “We—we’ve run away,” said Caro- itig misgivings aboi/t him. But In re- lyn May at last. She could be nothing gurd to the little girl herself, the but frank;.it was her nature. / j hardware merchant and the house- ■ “Rmr~ away?”-Tepmed the pretty keeper -were" ohihidh,. even woman. “You don’t mean that?” *' though they did not admit it to cccb “Yes, ma’am, I have. And Prince, other. From Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose,” Carolyn May assured her, nodding her head with each declaration. f “Oh, my dear, what for?” asked Miss Amanda. . < So Carolyn May told her—and srtth tears. Meanwhile the woman came into the 'yard and sat beside the child on the step. With her arm about the little Prince proves himself a real canine hero and makes himself “solid" with all the people at the Corners. His exploit is described in the rve*t installment. ir (TO BE CONTINUED.) ^#wrly *ftd ~wlth cocked: earwj vime; wTpftg rh^ tearr awar**ftfr Tifbher bbtfti fo> the own handkerchief. \1 army has been plaieed with America!) 1. Just cant havt P09T Prince | manufacturers. 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