Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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V.,. found murdered l1 New York. Mrs. Wran from the city and Iden . A Young woman who ac SWra3ndR to the. inn and sub Is suspected app'ars- had led a gay lif ~-'~a4 s h~ ife. Mrs. Wrandal New-York in an auto. dur snow- storm. -On the wa: he a Young woman in the. road to. be the woman who klUe< -WriOa FeeHng that the girl had don< _ srice In ridding her of the mal Trho though she loved him deeply. ha( kned her, great sorrow: Mrs. Wrandal -Aeternahes to shield her .-d takes her t< -1 rOWa home. Mrs. Wrandan hears th4 & soeof Hetty Castleton's life, except tha: that relates to Wrandall. Th: story of the tragedy she forbidl otell. She offers Hetty 9 otrag'd. Xrm = inda2lv an- Ketty attend the funera O"W1a7Wranda1-at the bomne of hiq Wrandalland Hetty. re iewr York after an absence ofv, Lese WrandaH. brothei - himself useful to San gre&y; interested in Hetty, VL-Contnued. s kety-did, not stay long is announced the tWrazidaji's widow her out for inter nterest was revived 4IWer printed about the - Inn, with - shar c mneze on the failure of qclirup the mystery. slie down . for, the "wmt Sara, the third day inthe country. The hoe a - onely, and time ~ be~Ilydespite $he glork * on OP, 9104ln. e'up ulckly from el amdemflicke ir nant and th that had me. tC depths-of late. Her Opi sde to cr he- e heckee tli-- tber dark her.:if nothing bgiealed she. allowec he .rlft ly out towari T 'e on the broac eu *veloo~king the sound. Th( d eeiing Wa beginning to stea vr eath. 'She laid her bool nW yio telephone in to him aftei Hetty 'went on Sara, aftei A66 e o ystartedsilence. ~)aottystarted. This time. i icc~~~alpain flashed in her eyes 't~ nt a note by post be mori C~tO ftid him in the-" she be ~L ~~~ writing. notes," said Sari c~r ~7Of ourse, dear, if .you fee tiuIrther not telephone him . ai ~ I am finicky, Sara," apol ed E&Ay in .'~ ce r'. tr'ifie too lieral NI~Brcome-oiten tom M d ~Hey rply. "I must maki "4iyour friend, Hetty. * He ad su canot see him through youi ' a~ ra." h eigcharmling and agreeable YSamit," persisted the other. Hevery kind, and he Is devotec o .L I ahould like him for .that.' 'aiouhave no cause for dilikinj I4n-mot dilie him. I-I am-Oh "ouisaways have been so thoughtful sj o.coisiderate, Sara, I can't under stn your-famlng to see how hard i isformma totowell, to endure his e e-hearted friendship.". a& wa silent for a moment.- "Yot draur a pretty fine line, -Setty," sh4 - _ iy-;ise."You mean -thai ;heslittle- to choose between wife ai& bothier? That isn't quite fair Y nw everything, he knows noth *~jwear a mask for him; you have 8sbito the very heart of me. Il a'tthe same." Sara cam. over and stood beside thi girI~s.cair.. After a moment of inde cIsions she laid her hand on Hetty'e shoulder. The girl looked up, the ever -ecurring question In her eyes. "We haven't spoken of-of these things in many months, Hetty." "Not since Mrs. Wrandall and Viv ian came to Nice.- 1 was upset-dread fuflT upset thent, Sara. I don't know he-v.I/managed to get through wit a"nt you managed It," pronour .ed Sara. Her fingers seemed to +.ghten sugienly' on the !'Irl's sho"'.er. "1 ihink we were quite wonderful, both of us. It wasn't easy for me." "Why did .we come back to New York, Sara?" burst out Hetty, clasp Inhrfriend's hand as If suddenly sIedby terror. "We were happy oyer there. And free!" ;"Llsten, my dear," said Sara, a hgnote growing in her voice: "this Smy home. I do ncot love it, but]I see no reason for abandoning it. dats why we came back to New etypressed her friend's hand to Ner lips. "Forgive me," she cried Im julsively. "I shouldn't have comn ~complained. It was detestable." -Besides," went on Sara evenly, were quite free to remain on the lobr side. I left It to you." ULMOST PERFECT IN SYSTEN~ Modern Hotel a Wonderful improve meent Over its Predecessor of Only a Few Years Ago. "It is wonderful to appreciate thi diference In hotel systems of toda: and 15 years ago. And still, with al the conveniences that are offered tq guests at practically the same rates thgre Is the man who finds fault. *Today guests have tel-aphones Ii - their rooms, whereas several year: ago they' had anything frm a coi bell to a row of brass checks operat ed with a cord. "At the old Gobson house, abou telve years ago, we Installed a de vines for lessening labor which wa called a teleseme. It was a sort o ptihbutton affair which was sul> posed' to signal for anything from San Francisco newspaper to a bag o peannts. You'd- push the button s4 many times'and different lights wou bob up on the board-In the office afte: tecekhdllaathini ar the dayr Ia pellaed t the indicato -a a i annet mut the indicato; ThC COPY17, I77/2 A "You gave me a week to decide," said Hetty in a hurried manner of speaking. "I-I took but twenty-four hours-less than that. Over night, you remember. I love yqu, Sara. I could not leav'e you. All that night I coild feel you pulling at my heart strings, pulling me closer, and holding me. You were in your room, I in mine, and yet all the time you seemed to be beiding, over me in the. dark ness, urging me to stay with you and love you and be loved by you. It couldn't have been a dream." "It was not a dream," said Sara, with a queer smile. "You do love me?" tensely. "I do love you," was the firm an swer.' Sara was staring across the water, her eyes big and as black as night itself. She seemed to be looking far beyond the misty lights that bob bled with nearby *schooners, far' be yond the yellow mass on the opposite shore where a town lay cradled in the shadows, far into the fast' darting sky that came'up like a wam* out of the east. Hetty's fingers- ti tened in a er clasp. Un1sciously perhaps, Sara's grip on the girl's shoulder tightened als9*unconsclously, for her thoughts 7%re far-away. The younger woman'V pensive gaze rested on the peace waters below, taking in the s!Ow approach of the fog that was o to envelop the land. Neither ke for many minutes; inscretable ers, each a prey to thoughts that leaped backward to the b'ginning and took updhe puzzle at Its inception. "I wonder-" began Hetty, her eyes narrowing with the intensity of thought.. She did not complete the sentence. Sara answered the unspoken ques tion. "It will never be different from what It is now, unless you make it so." Hetty started. "How could you have known what I was . thinking?" she cried In wonder. "It is. what you are always thint ing, my dear. You are always asking yourself when will I turn against you," "Sara!" "Your own Intelligence should sup ply the answer to all the questions you are asking of yourself. It is too late for me to turn against you." She ab ruptly removed her hand from Hetty's shoulder and walked to the edge of the veranda. For the first time, the English girl was conscious of pain. She drew her arm up and cringed. She pulled the light scarf about her bare shoulders. The butler appeared In the doorway. "The telephone, If you please, Miss Castleton. Mr. Leslie Wrandall -Is calling." -The girl stared. "For me, Watson?" "Yes, miss." still sugling. "Wait and see what u is. Pleasee don't neglest to say that Swe'd like to have him over Sunday." "A box of flowers has just come up from the station for you,_ miss," said Watson. Hetty was very white as she passed into the house. Mrs. Wrandall re "SalI ec yoIlwamaa? Hasyoked on hesicklyFrong. "I am coming In, Watson. Open the 'box of flowers for Miss Castleton' Is there a fire in the library?" "Ye;, Mrs. Wrandall." "Mr. Leslie will be out on Saturday. Tell Mrs. Conkling." "The evening train, ma'am?" "Nc. The eleven-thirty. He will be he're for luncheon." When Hetty hurried Into the library a few minutes later, her manner was that (If one considerably disturbed by something that has transpired almostj on the moment. Her cheeks were: flushed and her eyes were reflectors of a no uncertain distress of mind.J Mrs. Wrandall . was standing before the fireplace, an exquisite figure in the slinky black evening gown which she affected in these days. Hir perfectly modelled neck and shoulders gleamed Sflared up. The signal showed a very Idifficult drink and I hastened to notify the, cafe. "A boy took the drink upstairs, but could find no one. After a little in vestigation we found the room had not been occupied for two weeks and that the signal had been given when ia maid had pushed the bed against Sthe room button. ,"Another device was the old cord in the room at the Grand hotel. A Scertain number of pulls would release brass checks on which was scheduled -the desire of the guest. Whenever a -pull came on this Indicator It sounded as though some one had dropped a rcouple of hundred brass checks on a - marble floor. "This affair was .a nuisance, for we got to sending ice water to a room -every time it worked. Many times a tguest would receive three or four I pitchers of water. > "Then some one came along ar d I put in the telephone for hotels. The 'modern day hotel is a wonderful In stitution compared with that of but a -few _yea agn "-Cincnnatn Cam 0Hollov O o or- e Bari ~y GO/,W RR ~MCt/DYFolYl: C00 like pink marble in the reflected glow of the burning logs. She wore no Jew elry, but there was a single white rose in her dark hair, where it had been placed by the whimsical Hetty an hour earlier as they left the dinner table. "He is coming out on the eleven thirty, Sara," said the girl nervously, "unless'you will send the motor in for him. The body of his car is being changed.and it's in the shop. Ve must have been jesting when he said he would pay for the petrol-I should have said gasoline." , Sara laughed. "You will know him better, my dear," she said. "Leslie is very light-hearted." "He suggested bringing affiend," went on Hetty hurriegWy' "A Mr. Booth, the portrait..afiter." "I met himijn Italy. He is charm ing. You 'ill like him, too, Hetty." The embizasis did not escape notice. .."it seems that he is spending a fort night in the village, this Mr. Booth, painting spring lambs for rest and recreation, Mr. Leslie says." "Then he is at our very gates," said Sara, looking up suddenly. "I wonder if he can be the man I saw yesterday at the bridge," mused Hetty. "Is he tall?" "I really can't say. He's rather vague. It was six or seven years ago." "It was left that Mr. Wrandall is to come out on the eleven-thirty," ex plained Hetty. "I thought you wouldn't like sending either of the motors in." "And Mr. Booth?" "We are to send for 'him after Mr. Wrandall arrives. He is stopping at the inn, wherever that may be." "Poor fellow!" sighed Sara, with a grimace. "I am sure he will like us immensely if he has been stopping at the inn." Hetty stood staring down at the blazing logs for a full minute before giving expression to the thought that troubled her. "Sara," she said, meeting her friend's eyes with a steady light in her own, dwhy did Mr. Wrandall ask for me instead of you? It is you he is coming to visit, not me. It is your house. Why should-" "My dear," said Sara glibly, "I am merely his sister-in-law. It wouldn't be necessary to ask me if he should -come. He knows he is welcome." "Then why should he feel called up on to-" "Some men like to telephone, I sup pose," said the other coolly. "I wonder If you will ever under stand how I feel about-about certain "What, for instance?" "Well, his very evident interest In me," cried the girl hotly. "He sends me flowers-this is the second box this week--and he Is so kind, so very. "But it sems so-s h~rrit-Is Hetty" sh siley, "wehav chousst?" l nlv it ota every cnitin Inem so-so -ordsl, so bestl, roae the g" m Wade oud be yoe andalling muthai oosaes htm fall in love with youth" "ev'ehrwy c'riou ndai woud we more dramatic, I should say.". "Good God Sara!" cried the girl In horror. "How can you even speak of such a thing?" "After all, why shouldn't-" began Sara, but stopped in the middle of her suggestion, with the result that It had its full effect without being uttered In so -many cold-blooded words. The girl shuddered. I wish, Sara, you would let me un burden myself-completely to you," she pleaded, seizing her' friend's hands. "You have forbidden me-" Sara jerked -her hands away. Her eyes fl3shed. "I do not want to hear it," she cried fiercely. "Never, never! Do you understand? It is your secret. I will not share t with you. I should hate you If I knew everything. As It is, I lojge you because you are a wom an who~ suffered at the hand of one who made me suffer. There Is noth ing more- to say. Don't bring up the subject again. I want to be your friend for ever, not your confidante. There is a distinction. You may be able to see how very marked It Is In our casae. Hetty. What one does not know, seldom hurts." "But I want to justify myself-" "It isn't necessary," cut in the other so peremptorily that the girl's eyes spread into a look of anger. Where upon Sara Wrandall threw her arm about lgr and drew her down beside her in the chaise-lounge. "I didn't mean to be harsh," she cried. "We must not speak of the past, that's all. The future Is not likely to hurt us, dear. Let us avoid the past." "The future!" sighed the girl, star ing blankly before her. "To appreciate what It is to be," said thne other, "you have but to think of what it might have been." "I know," said Hetty, in a low voice. "And yet I sometimes wonder If-" Legal Tangle. The day was drawing to a close. Judge, jurors, witnesses and lawyers were growing weary, says the Theoso phical Path. Finally the counsel for the prosecution rose to examine the defendant. "Exactly how far is it between the two towns." asked the lawyer, in a weary voice. The defendant yawned, and replied: "About four miles as the cry flows." "No doubt," said the man of law, "you mean as the flow cries." The judge leaned forward. "No," he remarked, suavely, "he means as the fly crows." Then all three looked at one an other, feeling that something was wrong somewhere. Self Control. Control self, and the first step is taken toward becoming a power. The youth whose ow~n hasty passions and uncontrolled appetites run away with him is a cipher as far as real strength goes. Impulse is not strength. ler Ha[ SM0Cutct //4r)9/2 y0DD,MAD & COMIRA Sara interrupted. "You are paying me, dear, instead of the law," she said gently. "I am not a harsh creditor, am I?" "My life belongs to you. I give it cheerfully, even gladly." "So you have said before. Well, if It belongs to me, you might at least permit me to develop Itas I would any other possession. I.-fake it as an in vestment. It will.-probably fluctuate." "Now you are jesting!" ."Perhaps," -said Sara laconically. The next morning Hetty set forth for.. her accustomed tramp over the ,toads that wound through the estate. Sara, the American, dawdled at home, resenting the chill 'spring drizzle that did not in the least discourage the Englishwqman. She came to the bridge by the mill, long since deserted and now a thing of ruin and decay. A man in knicker bockers stood leaning against the rail, idly gazing down at the trickling stream below. The brier pipe that "Good God, Saral" Cried the Girl In H orror. formed the cirpuit between hand and lips .sent up soft blue coils to float amway on the drizzle. She passed behind him, with a sin gle furtive,- curious glance at his hand some unistrbedprole and i.a "Gd Goee r!Cre the d'ayrefore fodthe cn ueis etwe hand and ista sent sftble coil te flog restraone d.hrie ws mehn he asse bein afi, wtha sin mgle ur eru gancuenl hihand some unturbed proilend in that glnred reondshimay. the man msn utshad stud the . be ream beo Whut sheayseen at.dThen sawy theigtalleda turne hisnocdte frmshe tremhipe and se fte hestloyg restinqe lo.Theropoe asiretin aken to cautoses thearige-an of her was fhe were atrait heawould met trn comin had udeny.n LSle turndal hee iun the a eseven-tdie tHe. wstram thelatow withot mrea sen it.es'enme fro his pea, and secofn slolyie oher ake,.aThu he benghtlk ing iond uite wthe opte whirteone whe theuh caf th therden eogh aomison, of soe ceuenstcal, o Therped was hebesde tl~the would mee hrer comn reack.vran hk h An aithfuler. 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He cod not idlthe mone hoa uh sthe drea him eel don it" her bheart u Henant. yas heaet andodb apartmn whn shes pae bouhtm as hue min oeednin hu t h ughts pleaantead unploeasn t with sut nethato the anrgult have plac i thes conracy the ear a rountdS he said nlusingbuty en "An iwor o effectively.havn? One supose mIngk ab furivhed just smenweerye." sejynghsbs ngp ai hugetmachtn for cned music flat.CoonFongt Brotier hros nehn owhic wofudi sprtet hosere n Negroundleutned ane earplitn nis sorrow Hebratd tugh theid heg "fellanrt" tued yver, srt e, tnnt of the suwend ahetedhn to ovlin tohItabutoknewHtta the lendyordmcoul up and went to the telephone to call th~ landlord. Hot ad heavy came in k - - L 4 IOD nd ieon Sara was waiting for them at the bottom of the terrace as they drove up. He leaped out and kissed her hand. "Much obliged," he murmured, with a slight twist of his head in the direc tion of Betty, who was giving orders to the chauffeur. . "You're quite welcome," said Sara, with a smile of understanding. "She's lovely, isn't she?" "Enchanting!" said he, almost too loudly. Betty walked up the long ascent ahead of them. She did not have to look back to know that they were watching her with unfaltering interest. She could feel their gaze. "Absolutely adorable," he added, en larging his. estimate without really be ing aware that he voiced it. Sara shot a look at his rapt face, andturned her own away to hide the queer little smile that flickered briefly and died away. Hetty, pleading a sudden headache, declined to accompany them later on In the day when they set forth in the car to "pick up" Brandon Booth at the inn. They were to bring him over, bag and baggage, to stay till Tuesday. "He will be wild to paint her," de clared Leslie when they were out of sight around the bend in the road. He had waved his hat to Betty just be fore the trees shut off their view of her. She was standing at the top of the steps beside one of the tall Italian vases. "I've never seen such eyes," he ex claimed. "She's a darling," said Sara and changed the subject, knowing full well that he would come back to it before long. "I'm mad about her," he said sim ply, and then, for some unaccountable reason, gave over being loquacious and lapsed into a state of almost lugubrious quiet. She glanced at his face, furtively at first, as if uncertain of his - mood, then with a prolonged stare that was frankly curious and amused. "Don't lose your head, Leslie," she said softly, almost purringly. - He started. "Oh,' I say, Sara, I'm not likely to-" "Stranger things have happened." she interrupted, with a shake of her head. "I can't afford to have you making love to her and getting tired of the game, as you always, do, dear boy, just as soon as you find she's in love with you. She Is too dear to be hurt In that way. You mustn't-" "Good Lord!" he cried; "what a bounder you must take me for! Why, if I thought she'd- But nonsense! et's talk about something else. yourself, for instance." She leaned back with a smile on surrounded by bags and boys. As he climbed into the car after the bags, the boys grinned and jingled the coins In their pockets and ventured. almost n unison, the intelligence that they would all be there if he ever came back again. Big and little, they had transported his easel and canvasses from place to place for three weeks r more and his departure was to be regarded as a financial calamity. . Leslie, perhaps In the desire to be alone with his reflections, sat forward with the ch 'uffeur, and paid little or o heed to te unhappy person's com ments on the vile condition of all vil lage thoroughfares, New York city in luded. "And you painted those wretched Y.ttle' boys instead of the beautiful things that nature provides for us out here, Mr. Booth?" Sara was saying to the artist beside her. "Of course I managed to get a bit f nature, even at that," said he, with a smIle. "Boys are pretty close to earth, you know. To be perfectly hon est, I did it in order to get away from the eminently beautiful but unnatural things I'm required to paint at home." "I suppose we will see you at the Wrandall place this summer." "I'm coming out to paint Leslie's sister in June, I believe. And that reminds me, I came upon an uncom monly 'pretty girl not far from your place the other day-and yesterday, as well-some one I've met before, un less I'm vastly mistaken. I wonder If you know your neighborsi well enough-by sight, at least-to venture a good guess as to who I mean." She appeared thoughtful. "Oh, there are dozens of pretty girls in the neighborhood. Can't you remember where you met-" She stopped suddenly, a swift look of ap prehension in her eyes. e failed to note the look or the broken sentence. He was searching in his coat pocket for something. Se lecting a letter from the middle of a small pocket, he held it out to her. "I sketched this from memory. She posed all too briefly for me," he said. On the back of the envelope was a remarkably good likeness of Hetty Castleton, done broadly, sketchily, with a crayon point, evidently drawn with haste while the impression was fresh, but long after sfe had passed out of range of his vision. the complaints and the poor man rushed down to the apartment. Dashing up to the room from which came the avalanche of sound, he was admitted. "What in the name of the sacred codfish do you mean by kicking up all this racket on Sunday morning and rousing every one from sleep ?" he de manded of the tenant of the offending "Well,' replied the flat man with a provoking sme . 'ss it is my flat and the law says I can do as I wish in my own house." "This Is not your house," roared the landlord, "and I wish you to clear out at once" "Certainly," replied the flat man, "I1 will move tomorrow. You are break ing the contract yourself. Many thanks -I have just bought a home In the suburbs." When She Moved. t requires courage to complain of a woman's hat if it inconveniences you ever so much," says a London Chron ie writer. "Most of us suffer si le ntly bt I aw a brave man onne "I know her," said Sara quietly. "It's very clever, Mr. Booth." "There is something hauntingly fa miliar about it," he went on, looking at the sketch with a frown of perplex ity. "I've seen her somewhere, but for the life of me 1 98.n't place her. Perhaps in a crowded rtreet, or the theater, or a railway tin-just a fleeting glimpse, you kno t. But in any event I got a lasting iintession. Queer things like that happez 4ca't you think so?" Mrs. Wrandall leaned forward and spoke to Leslie. As he turned, she handed him the envelope, without comment. "0reat Scott!" he exclaimed. "Mr. Booth is a mind reader," she explained. "He has been reading your thoughts, dear boy." Booth understood, and grinned. "You don't mean to say-" began the dumfounded Leslie, still staring at the sketch. "Upon my word, It's a wonderful likeness, old chap. I didn't know you'd ever met her." "Met her?" cried Booth, an amiable conspirator. "I've never met her." "See here, don't try anything -like that on me. How could you do this if you've never seen-" "He is a mind reader," cried Sara. "Haven't you been thinking of her steadily for-well, we'll say ten min utes?" demanded Booth. Leslie reddened. "Nonsense!" "That's a mental telepathy sketch," said the artist, colnplaceutly. "When did you do that?" "This instant, you might say. See! Here is the crayon point. I always carry one around with me for just such-" "All right," said Leslie blandly, at the same time putting the envelope in his own pocket; "we'll let it go at that. If you're so clever at mind pic tures you can go to work and make another for yourself. I mean to keep this one." "I'say," began Booth, dismayed. "One's thoughts are his own," said the happy possessor of the sketch. He turned his back on them. Sara was contrite. "He will never give it up," she lamented. "Is he really hard hit?" asked.Booth in surprise. "I wonder,",mused Sara. "Of course he's welcome to the sketch, confound him." 'Would you like to paint her?" "Is this a commission?" "Hardly. I know her, that's all. She is a very dear friend.". "My heart is set on painting some one else, Mrs. Wrandall.", "Oh!" "When I know you better I'll tell you who she is." "Could you make a sketch of this Las ?fn ,o anL~arnooi Booth ei.4ue face to face with Hetty. He was de scending the stairs and met her com ing up. The sun streamed In through the tall windows at the turn in the stairs, shining full in her uplifted face as she approached him from below. He could not repress the start of amazement. She was carrying a box of roses In her arms-red roses whose a frgt dampness "EnhangSid He, Aloste to sms rotruded fr beon the oed what dazed, he continued on his way down the steps, to suddenly remember with a twinge of dismay that he had not returned her polite smile, but had stared at her with mojst unblinking fervor. In no little shame and em barrassment he sent a swift glance over his shoulder. She~ was walking close to the banister rafi on the floot above. As he glanced up their eyes met, for she too had turned to peer. Leslie Wrandall was standing near the foot of the stairs. 'There was anl eager, exalted look in his face that slowly gave way to well-assumed un concern as his friend came upon him and grasped his arm. (TO BE CONTrUED.) morning on a tram car, who calle4 the conductor's attention to a plume which kept jabbing him in the- eya The conductor suggested he should move, but the man objected on princi ple, and the woman declined to stir. A scene seemed imminent, which everp one was preparing to enjoy, when the conductor whispered to her, 'You should always oblige a gentleman.' She appreciated the humor, and took a seat with a vacancy on eitlher side." What He Did. When a well-known official was ap. pointed to his first post in India, one of his subordinates, who did not know him, tried to find out from a brother oficer what sort, of man they would have to deal with. The dlilogue went something like this: "Does he play bridge maich?" "Not much," "Bil liards, rraybe?" '-Nothing to speak of." "Aniy good ,at chess?" "He plays badly." "Does he go in for outdoor sports?" "At Ion~ intervals." "Then what on earth doe - he do?" asked the bewildered man, ginally. "The rarest thing possible," jpnapped the other. "He works." Eats F reely Has 1 A Little Pepsin in a Mild Laxa five Promptly Corrected a Bad Indigestion. Fortunate Is the one who can eat "anything" without suffering the tor tures of dyspepsia, but as few are so fortunate, care should be taken in the matter of diet. Eating slowly, masti cating the food thoroughly and taking a short walk after the heavy meal of the day will do much towards assisting digestion. Any grown-up person ought to know the peculiar foods that do not agree, and these should be avoided. When these common-sense aids fail, the next thing to do Is to take a mild digestive tonic with -laxative proper ties, and there Is none better than Dr. Caldwell's Syrup Pepsin. It contains the greatest of all aids to digestion, good pepsin. It has other ingredients that act mildly on the bowels, which together form a combination for the relief of dyspepsia or indigestion that is unsurpassed. Its action is to tone and strengthen the stomach and bowel muscles so that they can again do their work nat urally without outside aid, and when that happy moment comes all medi cine can be dispensed with. It Is the best remedy obtainable for any dis order of the stomach, liver and bow els, for dyspepsia, constipation, bilious ness, headaches, drowsiness after eat ing, gas on the stomach, etc. Thou sands of users will testify to this, among them Mr. J. W. Goucher, Stites, Idaho, who for several years had all Judges' All-Night Sittings. English judges in former times not out sat after dinner, but continued sittliq until very nearly breakfast time. Forit was long held that crimi nal case muht eb finished in one day, no matter how long the day might prove. Thus Lord Mansfield, In try ing Lord George Gordon for the Gor don riots, sat from 8 one morning until 5 the next, and it was until it became a physical Impossibility to fin ish cases ai a sitting that judges de cided that they had power to ad journ. And the Tichborne case was the first criminal cause- to be ad journed for any but physical reasons. INDIGESTION, GAS OR BAD STOMACH Time it! Pape's Diapepsin ends all Stomach misery in five minutes. - Do some foods you eat hit back taste good, but work badly; ferment into stubborn lumps and cause a sick, sour, gassy stomach? Now, Mr. or Mrs. Dyspeptic, fot this down: Pape's Diapepsin digests everything, leaving nothing to sour and upset you. There never was anything so safely quick, so certainly effective. No difference how badly your stomach Is disordered you will get happy relief In five minutes, but wbet wplee.u 70' mos ast stomach-distress just vanishes-your stomach gets sweet, no gases, nc belch ing, no eructations'of undigested food. Go now,' make the -best investment you ever made, by getting a large fifty cent case of Pape's Diapepsin from any store. You realize in five minutes how needless It Is to suffer from Indiges ton, dyspepsia or bad stomach. Adv, His "Melody" Unappreciated. Early during his struggle for fame, Al Jolson, musical comedy star, was a member of a small opera company. "I had a pretty fair voice," says the comedian, "and to give volume to our raier small chorus I would stand in the wings and help out. One night just as I was cadenzIng my best, the manager of the troupe tripped up be hind me and h~ard me sing." "Say," he said, "don't do that. They're liable to hear you out front." It Takes the Fire Out. To take the fire out of a burn or scald quickly use Hanford's Balsam of yrrh. Apply It lightly at once and the Inflamed skin should be quickly cooled. Be prepared for accidents by always having a bottle on band. Adv. - .The Passing Muse. "A prominent educator says every body ought to read a little poetry every day." "Well, I read all I see In the street cars." - THE JOY OF DANCING 1m~CIsE. - hantIseptie powdr to be shake Inotesos 'FE alakg saare5s Aulen 5. Olmated, His Discovery. Small Brother-I .looked 'through the keyhole when -sis 'was In there with Jim. Father-What did you fizid out? Small Brother-The lamp. Only One "BROMO QUININE" To get the genuine, call for full name, LAXA TIVE BROMO QUININE. Look for signature o~f E. W. GROVE. Cures a Cold in One Day. 25c. Good Understanding. Mrs. Swoops-Dear, would you ob ject If I wore a slit skIrt? Mr. Swoops-No, indeed; I'm proud of 'em. Made since 1846-Hanford's Balsam. Adv. Most of us get what we deserve, but only the successful will admit It. Happiness depends half on what we do and half on what we don't. A "Hepin HneY Middle Wome w .liewhe her ognimndgo important change. This is a c pernod. It Is a time when a woma hier fill health and strength. For sake you should anticipate this i Dr. Plerce's Favi has been rec. tonic for wome, ical science is the iruaon cotie inDr actionof the bo Sense Medical p Hpn whsedaro~ 10 SeMd in tal ..yaaLleBad~ J. W. GOUCHER the worst symptoms of chronic dispep sia. Since taking Dr. Caldwel's. Syrup Pepsin these have al.-igone, and although Mr. Goucher says he is 64, . he does net look more than 40. Syrup Pepsin is sure ,n its results, and a vast improvement over chewing or swallowing tablets and mints, or taking cathartics, salts, etc., all of which are harsh and nauseous and at best do but temporary good. You can obtain Syrup Pepsin at any drug store for fifty cents or one dollar a bottle. Results are always guaranteed or money will be refunded. Families wishing to try a free sam ple bottle can .obtalA it postpaid by ad dressing Dr. W. B. Caldwell, 208 Wash ington St., Monticello, Ill. A 'postal card with your name and address on I will do. Raised the Limit. He was a stranger in the town, and arrived on- a late train. The cigar stand in tge little hotel was locked for the night, so he went .out. on the street, where he found an idler lean Ing against a post. "Can you tell me," asked the strang er, "where I can- get a ciarin this town at this,.ime of night?" "Why,.sure!"-ee9iimed the citizen, straightening up. "I knipgwhere YOU can get two cigars!"-IlpplacOtt's. A food for sore 'ung. Dean's Mentho Cough Drops. Cure coughs, by relieving the sorenese-5e at Drug Stores. Suspicious. "My husband has aroused my sus picions." - "How?" "He hooks up my dress with won derful skill." For weak joints apply Hanford's Balsam thoroughly and well rubbed in Adv. 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They cause hefood to assakt nourish the body, give apttand DEVELOP FLES.~ Dr. Tutt Manufacturlng Co.. New York. TYPEWRITERS New, rebullt and second bad. uTa up an g,anted aNs"facto. Stea p osto for em. - RICHMOND BARBER C0O.LEGE. Richmond, Va. an' dtical a needs 'rite Prescription mended for over forty years a Swho are about to expernce"h It is helpful in the egqulnztfon of the blood and in regulatie rels. Nervousness andlow' tsa and contentmenttake Jet erleiqrd form by