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Besides sores, Dr. Porter’s Antiseptic Healing Oil is good for the treatment of boils and skin rashes, itch, etc. Hun dreds who have tried everything else for sores and broken out and itching skin, say nothing has given them the relief that Dr. Porter’s Antiseptic Heal ing Oil has. Try this wonderful treat ment for sores on any part of the body or for bolls or skin Itch and see how beneficial it is. Dr. Porter's Antiseptic Healing OH Is made hy the makers of Grove’s-Lax ative Bromo Quinine and is sold by a'l druggists at SOc and <0c with guaran tee of satisfaction or money back. Time to Tell A woman is as old as she looks be fore breakfast For Bad Feeling Due to Comtipation Get rid cf constipation by taking Black- Draught a* aoon as you notice that bowel activity has slowed up or you begin to feel sluggish. Thousands preter Black-Draught for the refreshing relief it has brought them. . . Mrs. Ray Mullins, of Lafe, Ark., writes: “My husband and I both take Thedford’s Black-Draught apd find it splendid for constipation, biliousness, and toe disagreeafje, aching, tired feeling that comes from mis condition.’’ With refer cnee to S/rup of Black-Draught, which this mother gives her children, she says: “They like the taste tad it gavs such good results.” BLACK“DRAUGHT HOSTILE V Copyright by Bea Ames WHliama - WNU Service. byv BEN AMES WILLIAMS SYNOPSIS V At a gathering of cronies In the vil lage of Liberty, Maine, Jim Saladine listens to the history of the neighbor ing Hostile Valley—Its past tragedies, its superb Ashing streams, and, above all, the mysterious,' enticing "Huldy," wife of Will Ferrin. Interested, he drives to the Valley for a day’s Ashing, though admitting to himself his chief desire is to see the glamorous Huldy Ferrin. “Old Marm" Pierce and her nineteen-year-oM granddaughter Jenny live In the Valley. Since childhood Jenny has deeply loved young Will Fefrtn, older than she. and who re gards her as still a child. Will leaves to take employment In nearby Augusta. His father’s death brings Will back to the Valley, but he. returns to Au gusta, still unconscious of Jenny’s womanhood, and love. Neighbors of the Pierces are Bart and Amy Carey, brother and sister. Bart; unmarried and something of a ne'er-do-well, Is at tracted by Jenny. The girl repulses him definitely. Learning that Will is coming home, Jenny, exulting, seta his long-empty house "to rights," and has dinner ready for him. He comes— bringing his wife, Htridy. The girl’s world collapses. Huldy becomes the subject of unfavorable gossip In the Valley. Entering his home unlooked for, Will finds seemingly damning evidence of his wife's unfaithfulness as a man he knows Is Seth Humph reys breaks from the house. Will over takes him and chokes him to death, although Humphreys shatters his leg with a bullet. At Marm Pierce’s house the leg is amputated. Jenny goes to break the new-s to Huldy and finds her with Bart Carey. Huldy makes a mock of Jenny’s sympathy, declaring she has no use for “half a man,” and Is leaving. Will Is legally exonerated, and with a home-made artificial leg "carries on,’* hiring a helper, Zeke Dace. Months later Huldy comes back. Will accepts her presence as her right. Two years go by. Zeke and Bart Carey engage in a fist fight,-the trouble aris ing, as all know, over Huldy. " CHAPTER VI —10 In this fall of the year of Huldy’s return. It had seemed for a while that the tension In the Valley, centering as it did about Will Ferrin’s farm, must (lame up Into something like a con flagration. But after that day when Zeke trounced Bart, as though this ex plosion had eased the general pres sure, nothing happened for a while. An early snowfall blanketed the Valley a foot deep, and the folk who dwelt hereabouts withdrew each into his own habitation as Into a harbor of refuge. Will and Zeke and Huldy were left alone at the farm on the slope above the brook. Bart and Amy had now not so many visitors; and Marm Pierce and Jenny went sometimes for days on end without sight or sound of anyone. Only sometimes on a still day they could hear the axes or the saw where the steam mill was at work, two or three miles down the Valley. Amy did not come soon again to see Jenny and her grandmother. The deep snow hindered; and when It presently thawed and was gone, mud lay ankle deep In the wet woods, and then snow fell again, and so presently winter shut down across the land. Thereafter, till spring, neither Jenny nor her grandmother went far from the house. The girl had been used to wander sometimes In the winter woods; but this winter there were many tracks along the brook, where men had come up from the steam mill to Bart’s. Marm Pierce, and Jenny’s own wit, warned her not to risk casual encoun ters with these strangers. “Most times, I wouldn’t woi+y a mite about them,” the old woman ad mitted. “But a woman like Huldy, she'U poison every man anywhere around her, till you can’t tell what’ll happen!” So for the most part Jenny stayed at home. BarLnow and then stopped on the way to the village, and this was almost their only contact with rhe world. Disaster might have come to them and none have known for days; but Jenny was not afraid. It was not easy to be afraid, In the presence of her grandmother. That dauntless old woman was as voluble, as brisk, as diligent and as crisp of spirit as of old; and the two were congenial and con tent. And Will was always In Jenny’s mind, like a bit of drift just under the surface which comes Into view with every swirl and tug of the current; and she held long hopes and dreams. And sometimes to. ease the girl, Marm Pierce led her to talk of Will, and sometimes they played a game of make- believe In which Huldy did not exist, and Will was free to come to Jenny. But the game was apt to end in a sudden choking longing which left Jenny white and breathless? till the old woman forbore. In the spring, Marm Pierce'had some taint of rheumatism In her old bones, which resisted all her remedies; so she sent Jenny to gather herbs that might relieve It. Also, one day she bade the girl bring a root of the water Illy, from one of the deep boggy pools in the brook near the cedar swamp, and concocted a fearful brew which she made Jenny drink day by day. The girl protested: “But Granny, 1 donH need a tonic. 1 feel fine.” “Hush, child,” the old woman In sisted. “I know what I'm about” Yet she did explain: “Spring’s the time when the new sapiruiu^ln a tree, or In a body too; and (bat may be all well —ough V the tree's to go on to flow ering and bearing. But If some hurt or harm come to It, why the quick pulse of the sap just makes it bleed to death the quicker. This will slow your blood, child. Do as I bid.” And Jenny drank, obediently; and as the frost came out of the ground, and the hardwoods put on their yell of new green, the deep flood of nW life flowed through heE too. Indoors all winter, she welcomed this release, and went more often abroad, and strength was in her like a flowing well. Once, wandering toward the bridge, she met Amy by the brook. It was long since they had seen one another, and Jenny thought Amy looked broken and old and very tired. She said some word of solicitude, but Amy fled from her kindness as though in fright or In despair. At home again, Jenny related this circumstance to her grandmother. “She looks real poorly, Granny,” she confessed. “Maybe If you’d give her some of this tonic you give me. . . “Sulphur and molasses is likely all she needs,” Marm Pierce guessed. “Amy knows that well as me, but If she needs me, I Tow she’ll let me know.” But In this conjecture Marm Pierce was tragically wTong. Amy needed more than homely remedies; but she did not come to consult the old woman, and though Jenny went once to the house to see the other, she saw only Bart, and he showed an unaccustomed 111 humor at her solicitude. “He was fixing to spray his apple trees,” Jenny explained, when she re- •‘Amy** Drunk 8om§ Apple Spray.” turned. “Working in the barn. I guess Amy was inside the house; but Bart said she was all right.” She did not confess Bart’s 111 hu mor. It had seemed to her at rhe time futile and reasonless, yet not her concern. But two or thret days later she would remember It, and regret that she had not persisted Id her intent to see Amy. For Bart came In haste through the woods path, splashing through the mud; and the man was pale and shaken. “Ma’am,” he said. “You’ve got to come quick. Amy’s drunk some apple spray 1” Marm Pierce cried: “Drunk It? How come? You dumb fool, did you leave it around. . . “She done It a-purpose,” he con fessed ; and he protested: *T dunno why. Amy ain’t been the same all winter; brooding and worrying about nothing. You come quick, or she’U be done for.” “What was In It, arsenic?” the old woman demanded grimly. “Sure.” And Marm Pierce nodded. “Fetch the mustard, Jenny,” she commanded. “And plenty salt Oh, I know you’ve likely got them In your own kitchen, Bart; but It’d take time to find ’em there. Jenny, come on.” So they three went together through the belt of woodland to Bart’s farm, Marm Pierce scurrying In the lead, Bart at her heels repeating and reiterating his bewiderment. Jenny Vick and shaken, trudged/ behind. She thought Amy must have lov^d Zeke and waited for him to come back to her, this long winter through; and when he did not come. . . . They found Amy on the floor in the kitchen. Bart explained: “I carried her In here; but I never stopped to put her in bed. . . “Never mind now,” Marm Pierce told him. “No time to move her. The mus tard, Jenny. Bart, you hold her mouth open. . . Jenny watched what followed In a pitying silence, helping when she could, asking no questions; but she felt a deep kiushlp between herself and this girl, and at the same time a certain pitying scorn for Amy. Jenny coul<? love a man, and lose him beyond hope, and still be strong and steadfast. For Amy’s love there remained at least some hope; yet she had thus craveuly surrendered. Mustard, ana table salt, and butter, and milk; all the simple remedies at band Marm Pierce rused, and without result “Got to get It out of her,” the old woman Insisted desperately. “We’ll try some more.” But either they came too late, or there was not left In Amy’s poor body strength enough to fight for itself. She died. Alone together, afterward, when all that could be done had been done, Marm Pierce and Jenny had some talk of this tragedy between them. Jenny cried In deep anger: “It’s Huldy that’s to blame! If she hadn’t got hold Of Zeke, he’d have married Amy by now.” Marm Pierce said evasively: “Blame It on her If you want; but—she wa’n’t the only one to blame!” “Oh, Zeke’s to blame,” Jenny con fessed ; and M^rm Pierce looked at her as though impatient with her blind ness, and seemed about to speak; but then she said: “Oh, aye, he’ll have to take his share.’’ And she reflected, as though arguing with herself: “No good in blame, anyway, after a thing’s done. Le.t a person catch their death of cold and It don’t matter how they caught it. It s too late to cure Amy now.” * “She might have kept her head up,” Jenny urged. “It needn’t have broken her down!” . *The old woman said, with a harsh- hess in her tone that she did not often use toward Jenny: "Don’t talk like a fool! Being brave is all right; but no matter how brave you be, there’s times It won’t help you!” The girl sensed something hidden In her tone. “Why, Granny? What do you meau?” she asked. “I dunno as I know,” Marm Pierce confessed. And she cried suddenly, flaming with high wrath: “Child, If I knowed for pertain, think I’d be a standing here?" “But what could you do?” Jenny whispered, all bewildered. "A-plenty,” Marm Pierce told her stoutly. “I’d know enough to do.” Yet more than this she would not say. Jenny did not go to Amy’s funeral. Marm Pierce that day suffered an on set of lumbago, and lay prone while Jenny slowly ironed her back with a hot flatiron over blankets, till the old woman v . ithed from the beat, yet de dared she felt better by and by. Jenny was as well pleased to stay at home. Will would have been at the burying; and Jenny might have seen him there; and she shrank from seeing him. To do so could ouly open afresh old and weary wounds. He must be, she thought, somehow broken by these months that were gone; to see him, to see his grief and weariness might pro voke in her a storm of anger which she could not govern and control So Jenny willingly stayed at home, nurs ing in her heart the image of Will as he had been, covering him and shield ing him with her love, drawing it around him like a buckle* against all he must day hy day endure. They had duriug that summer word now and then of Will, and of Zeke and Huldy, too. The word ran through the Valley that nowadays Zeke never went where Uuidy did not go. Marm Pierce and Jenny heard that be trailed Huldy like a dog, like a jealous dog, nipping at the heels of those who came near her. Once during the summer the Valley was filled with rumor of a fight be had, with one of the men from the mill, till he was soundly whipped by this man half a head shorter than him self. And In September there were vague, fragmentary reports that he had struck Huldy, had tried to choke her, In some passion of anger at her for a cause unknown. There were whispers In the wind, words, phrases, lies and truths and dim conjectures; and each was In Itself fragmentary and almost meaningless, but out of them all, Jenny began to form a picture In her mind. Will, It appeared, made no effort to send Zeke away; he treated Zeke with a slow courtesy, and Huldy, too. He seemed to preserve by his demeanor the fictlou that Zeke was a loyal hand, a willing hand aboyt the farm; that Huldy was all a wife should be. Old Win Haven, according to rumor, taunted him one day; and then shrank in affright be fore Will’s blazing eyes, and babbled his apologies, withdrawing the offend ing word. This had happened in Lib erty village, by the store, with other men about; and it was said that Will had looked like death, till the others hurried Win away. And Jenny thought of Huldy moving insolently to and fro about the farm, doing the housework with a casual ease—it was agreed that she was a good housekeeper—Idling alone on the ledge above the brook, strolling In the orchard or across the fields; and al ways with Zeke like a jealous guardian on her heels. Zeke, someone said, was not so stal wart as tie had used to be. He had begun to cough, and to lose weight It was even predicted that he might not live the winter through. Bart cam« to the door one day, on his way home from the village, and he said: “Huldy and Zeke was in Liberty to day. Driv’ over lu Wllfi sleigh.” This was In February, with snow deep on the road. He chuckled. “If Zeke and me went at It again, I guess I could handle him now. He’s failed pitiful, this last six months.” “You leave the pore thing be, Bart,” Marm Pierce warned him. “He’s got enough trouble on his hands.” Bart nodded soberly. “Jt’s a wonder to me how Will stands It,” he confessed. “I see her today. She’s the same as ever, with an eye for every man Around, and that smiling way she has.” Marm Pierce, putting away the par cels he had brought, asked with a glance toward the dining room whither Jenny had withdrawn: “Will wa’n’t along with them today?” “Didn’t see hirrir no,” Bart returned.- “He stays to home, the most of the time.” Ayi he chuckled, and said: “It was funny to see the men today, kind of circling, and watching, like they was waiting for something. Like a bunch of crows around a sick horse, waiting to see what was gotrrg'fo^Happen next” And he said: “Zeke, he won’t last long!” “Guess you won’t go to his funeral when he dies,” Marm Pierce com mented. o , “Oh, I don’t hold a thing against Zeke,” Bart assured her. “I figure I’ve got all the better of our argument, by now.” * “How would Amy feel about that?” the old woman demanded; and Bart said slowly: - “Pore Amy 1” But he rose as though uneasily. “Well,” he decided, “I’ll be going along.” After he was gone, Marm Pierce was busy with supper for a while, Jenny helping her; but when they had fin ished thp meal, as though after long reflection, the old woman said: - “Child, there’s things the less said about them the better; but I can feel It in my bones, something's going to hap pen around here. I dunno what It’ll be; but I don’t want you mixed up In It.” Jenny looked at her gravely. “What can happen. Granny?” The old woman hesitated. “I dunno as. I know,” she confessed. “But Jenny, don’t you let what hurts other folks hurt you.” She added vigorously: ’’And don't let other folks hurt you, Jenny. There’s apt as not to be trouble. Don’t get In the way of 1L One of these days, somebody, some man’s going to. ...” She shook her head. “Child,” she said. “I don’t know what I’m scared of, but I’m scared.” “Of what?” Jenny protested reas suringly. “If 1 knowed that. I’d know what to do,” the old woman retorted; yet she said slowly: “Amy died of It. Jenny. I don't want a thing to happen to you.” Jenny could not understand; yet she could share her grandmother’s doubts and fears. This season from late Feb ruary till the flood tide of summer must always be a weary one, when nerves are ragged and frayed; and es pecially In this northern land where the inhospitable earth is still unwilling to receive the stroke of plow, so that man can only wait, his energies re strained and fuming for an outlet, till the time for action comes. This year, the season of waiting was a long one; the frost was deep, the spring was slow. Rains came drench ing the Valley in a smothering flood, drowning the springing vegetation. The brook was In a roar of freshet for days ou end; and the roads were almost Impassable. But—they heard that Zeke had outlived the winter after all; and on the surface all things went on unchanged. Yet In the Valley a sinister expectation began more and more to dwell. (TO BE CONTINUED) TRIES 38,000 CASES Camllie Kelley, noted woman Jut* tot of Memphis, has tried more than 15.000 casea. Appointed to the bench In 1920, she became the first v^pman Judge In the South, the second In the United States. She has been re-elect ed continuously since that time, foul \. times without opposition. ASK YOUR DOOTOR FIRST, MOTHER Before You Give Your Child an Unknown Remedy to Take Every day, unthinkingly, mother* take the advice of unqualified person* — instead of their doctor's— 08 remedies for their child. If they knew what the scientisU know, they would never take thi* chance. _ Doctors Say PHILLIPS* For Your Child When it comes to the frequently-used “milk of magnesia,” doctors, for over 50 years, have said “PHILLIPS’ Milk of Magnesia — the safe remedy for your child.” Remember this — And Always Say "Phillips’ ” When You Buy. Your child deserves it; for your own peace of'mind, see that you get it —Gen uine Phillips’ Milk of Magnesia. Also in Tablet Fornii Phillips’ Milk of Magnesia Tablets are now on sale at ail drug stores everywhere. Eachtiny tabletjsthe equivalent of a tea- ipoonful of Genuine Phillips’ Milk of Magnesia. Phillips zf/if/i. of AieufneUei. Metal Covers Books Book covers made of aluminum have been patented In Berlin. ’ \, General McClellan in War After he surrendered command of the Army of the Potomac to Major General Burnside, General McClellan took no further part In the war, the President having relieved him of thli command. In 1864 he was nominated for President by the Democratic party on a platform which denounced the war as a failure. McClellan himself did not subscribe To that view and In his letter of acceptance urged a vig orous prosecution of the war. He re ceived only 21 votes TO the electoral college to Lincoln’s 212. In Septem ber of the campaign year he resigned from the army and after the election went to Europe, where be remained until 1868. From theu until 1877 he was an engineer in New York and In the latter year was elected governor of New Jersey. He died In 1885. Flowering Dogwood The flowering dogwood, Cornus Flor ida, is found throughout the eastern United States. There are three other species in the United States which grow to tree size and about twelve spe cies which are only shrubs. There are fifty species altogether the world over. Dogwood has an unusual combinationj of properties which fits It for special uses. It has hardness, toughness, fine ness of texture and smoothness when subjected to wear, which make It of special value for shuttles, bobbins, spoolheads, golf club heads, Infants’ shoe lasts, small handles, brush backs, tenpins, mallets, pulleys and many nov elties. Over 90 per cent of the dog wood used commercially, is manufac tured Into shuttle products; BILIOUSNESS ECZEMA.. To quickly relieve the itching and burning, and help nature restore cklQ comfort, freely apply Rid Yourself of Kidney Poisons D O you suffer burning, scanty or too frequent urination; backache, headache, dizziness, swollen feet and ankles? Are you tired, nervous—feel all unstrung and don’t know what is wrong? Then give some thought to your kidneys. Be sure they function proper ly, for functional kidney disorder per mits excess waste to sUy in the blood, end to poison and upset the whole lysttin. Use Doan’s Pills. Doan's are fo,* the kidneys only. They ere recommended the wodd over. 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The $1 size contains 2% times as much as the SOc size and gives you 25% more for your money And Sounds Bad Profanity is coarse; of course, it's wicked, too. &•- .. . -J * f V.'