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I't't't't't ?*f?f??Ml CAMEO By Booth Tarkington and Harry Leon Wilson A A COFYSKiBT "KW. BY Til Tw. Aim] when that person?half food prince and half had prince, re tneraber? gets Into a mysterious under? ground passage, say. and tbo idven Curs takes him to where the people are good, why, then he tries to be all good ?so." Tbo child pondered over this truth, little comprehending those strange con? tradictious snr! complexities of the goul. of that dual personsllty whi<v. has mystified older and wiser beads than his. tbst has baffled ssge snd sci? entist silks sod will baffle them to the seal of time. ??Then ars you trying not to be a bad prince now?not eay more st all ever?" he finally asked. ??Not where you and your sister are." eskl Klrby, bis voles trembling. MBut you'i; turn out bed sgslo when we go sway?" suggested the child. "1 don't know tost whst will happen then," confessed the men. stsring dolly St the flo< r Silence came. Then the child sighed. -I'd like to know the end of that seory. The man echoed tbe sigh, smiling wanly 'I'm afraid 1 can't tell you the end." Although no berild of intrusion bad been apparent, he was suddenly con? scious that some one bar1 entered tbe room before the General had express? ed bis wsh. Rising, he discerned Adele Randall, who now came swiftly forward and. ignoring blm. aseumed a protecting attitude over the child, as If to shle'J It from an Infinitely con? taminating presence. She appeared the ssnvt as on tbs first occasion of bis ?Hl' I with her?pale. sad. dressed ent'.rely In bls*k. bopeleesly emotion? less snd uncompromisingly hopeless. ?nils Rand a 11** he vsntured st length, ignoring her attitude, "I have something for you. Several times I have eent cue of tbe servants to you requesting an interview. I don't want you to regret all your life tbe fact that you refused to listen to me." Without a word or a glance she turned to the General and took blm by the hand, the child struggling with Sil h? smsll strength. "Please don't tasks me!" be Implored. "Dele, he's trying not to be bad like they said. And. don't yon remember, I promised to be his trusty friend. Can't I even talk to blmr "Miss Randall." quietly Interposed Klrby. "there Isn't a slave on this plantation yon wouldn't listen to If hs asked to be heard before you pun Ished him. Wor t you"? But she bad gone, balf carrying the Still Ineffectually struggling General. Klrby remained grimly eying a slip of paper he hail withdrawn from his pocket It wsa bis last card-the Iced to the plantation. Throwing it or die tshle. he sank Into a chair, a prey to the most hopeless dejection. CHAPTER XI .'. N that disheartened attitude Hnnce eventually found Klr? by. From the balcony win 1 dow the fat veteran had wit? nessed Adele's silent contempt, and fas now Uid s sympathetic haud upon hts partner's shoulder. ?Ton see how sgsj stand with her. don't sou .'?' he sald,qul"tly. "1 won't SSy she alu't a fine enough woman t ? ssske any man act the fool about her But. ?.?;:?? you've got to hggj up your head sud git ever it. It s too late for you to start yc ur life again, and you ran t drag her hito it. Take one l ' look at yourself, iene Kirhy. then take soother st her. I'.ur. SSy, she wouldn't take you if you was su angel ilgppsd flghf ? front Moor of heaten What eould you ever he tu her? Nothiii- hut a d?d gambler I seen the way she treated you." ?That's because she doesn't know whst I'm going to <t... ? replied Klrby. striving to convince himself, "Look at that i ip?T Bum f e^j iniro d the deed, then turn ed Indignantly upon the signer thereof "I've ?eeu you give some p<?re..oun feller his money bar!' gflCf rou'd Wog It. but 1 ssjfsjf ! j OS to dg it jf the feller h|app?<d you in the face first." he Maid withering!} "The girl Wou't stay long enough in the same ffOOm to wipe her shoes on you I>on't that hurt yos -It won t hurt so muc h after tin-.' replied Klrby. indieii n,4 t|?. paper. "When the fool maker made you | reckon he quit work He k no wed he'd reached his high water mark. ' eofa ?tented Uunee. \\ i h a d< |? irieg shruu. "Now, I'll make her SSSSjI to >ou " Klrby Sheet Mi head, his islssed fig ure stiffening with sudden resolutem "No." In- >aal quieti\ ^ on and I II get our of hgfSJ I Hon t see Miss Rgg dsll again " But the other. gi \ uig esj hssd to the words. <piioi|y kff| IhS rSSSS, while l\ir by remained vented if the table ab kskjsjgtsdly loylbg a lid lbs curds, utter 1y oblivious to surroundings. His fleet log resolution n .d i i ? ? 111v vanished Ills grip on Hie present had relaxed He f.-H -dngnlaiiy hopeless, heart Sod ut'erly alone He dHI not know nor. knowing, would great|> have t. red Dial .hid P1e> dell's plan wus ab? >ir to t.. KIRBY Adapted From the Play of the Same Name by W. B. N. Ferguson AINSLFF. MAGAZINE COMPANY cuted. lie did not know that Mme Davezac. Miss Pleydell and the (ien eral were already In the carriage wait? ing to be conveyed to tbelr neighbor's plantation, waiting for the coming of Adele, who had been Inexplicably de layed at the last minute?delayed by Buuce, who was puttlug forth every persuasive effort, pleading, coaxing, threatening all In one breath. In a des perate attempt to bring her back to the drawing room, to make ber grant a farewell interview to his partner. At length. In the midst of his brood lags, a sound from the window at traded his attention, and. listlessly turning, B* discerned young Randall, old Pley Jell. Aaron and M. Veaudry. all scrutinizing him intently with a look there was no misinterpreting. They considered the ladies safely away, and the time had now come when n Judicial murder might be perpetrated. Before a word had been exchunged Klrby fathomed their purpose, but no hint of cognlzat.ee was evinced in his manner, He arose leisurely and with the courtesy of guest to host rather than with any intention of self de ! fense. alarm or even interest. And for a space and in silence the four men surveyed the one. Then young i Randall spoke ominously and. for him. I with admirable restraint. "It's pretty dark outside. Mr. Klrby? j too dark to sboot straight. Shall we settle it here? We are going to give yon a chance, and you'd better get yourself ready to take It blanked quick unless you prefer to be shot like a rat" "If you leave It to me," said Klrby mildly. "I prefer not to be shot at all." "Do you realixe that In giving you a fair show we do a common gambler j an honor?" returned the boy, strug-' fling hard against his passion. He re? sented Klrby's serene composure, for against It he was placed at a bumlltat-1 Ing disadvantage. "1 am deeply sensible of your kind I nesa to one of tuy profession " observed the "common gambler." bowing with .ourteous formality. "You seem to be making quite elaborate preparations, gentlemou, but 1 think you're putting yourselves to unnecessary tronble. Mr. , Randall, you and your sister" "Don't you dare mention the name of any lady of my family!" menaced Tom. "But that is necessary, sir." suavely murmured the other, "because you and your sister, Miss Adele Randall"? "You wolf!" snarled the hoy, and he ?truck with all his strength The alert and pacific M. Veaudry caught the descending arm. and before the outraged and now thoroughly in? censed boy, furious at Kirby's dellb erate repetition of Miss Randall V name, could wrest himself free and renew the attack Adele herself hud entered the rootn, followed by the sue cessful Buuce. Her present e instant ly prohibited further hostilities, and young Randall sullenly turned away, raging agalust her delayed departure and unexpected Intrusion. The self Satisfied and beaming glance cast upon him hy the portly veteran BtUftCS did not improve lus temper, although in a measure it alTorded an explanation of Adele's presence. "1 have yielded to this gentleman's request," said the ^'irl stonily, waving an ItaBJc and contemptuous hand to? ward Bunce. while her eyes looked :>< - curately through the top of Klrby 's bead. "I grant your Interview. What Is it you wish |Q say? Kindly he .in? explicit and lent ns possible.*' He handed her the slip ?.f papal which before this hi had sought to offer. "i fear jour brother may bi too 01 cited to read it." he said Indifferently, iha ?\\cd it nondcrinuiy, scanning It twice over and yet again before dl pwUa\| Its brief contents, in silence she handed It to her brother, and he, after a long. iBCftdttlotia stare, si claimed "He flrSfl It bark t?> buy his safety!" ttoad the date." commanded Klrby, satdraaslnf the girt In the same mechanical manner she Obeyed, spelling It out as if it were written in some Strang! language with Which SSM was but vaguely familiar. "He wrote that the lirst day the dOC tors let him set up to a table after lach aloreaa shot him." sharply e\ plained Hum e, angered si Ihe reepp Uoa accorded what he considered a sublime set of generosity, forbearance and aslnlnlty. Slowly Ad le raised bcf eyes fror., UM pnpef and looked stcadiU at the "common gambler..rhta was in re Horas for my father?" she whispered "No' It was said unite simply ami ejgeotlooleasly, as if toe quentlou were too slsanrd i?? t ?rloualy consider lie Won!'' have employed the same tone in refuting ihe statement lhat be was i Chinaman. "Thai doeaa'l agree rer) %n * * 11 with Colonel m ?res it's story," sneered young Randall, loath locredit such an enemy wh li one worthy BJMHlt $?, "Vou bet yiiur bottom dollar It don't,*' agreed Hunce "That WlU do. Lai Kin. said Klrh) sharply. "There's nothing mote to be said We"re tlirotiiih h ?re Despite Adele'i earnest request to remain and the l?loa that she had the right t<> know the meaning of this strange contradiction of evidence, he ffSOlUtelj turned to leave the room, btfl partner obediently following. But once sgsln II. Veaudry. sinking his own Interests in those of justice. gtspped forward and detained his sometime rival "Make him speak. Tom!" h<? cried, turning to young Randall. "This min tutors of your mother we found in Colonel Iforeeu'i portmaotsau." And he handed the other the red morocco box. "Rut -but my father lost it to you!" exclaimed the hewllqYrcd boy, turning to Klrby. "No, DOl to me. Mr. Randall." Again that same patient, emotionless tone, to? tally devoid of resentment or even In? terest. "If?if we've been in the wrong," tremulously whispered Adele, raising her head proudly, but pleading suppli? cation speaking Strong)) from her eyes, "you will set us straight, you will lie fsir?" For a long moment Klrby hesitated, then finally turned to the now eagerly waiting boy. ??Mr. Randall." he said, with elabo? rate irony, "the question Involved In my conduct Is so purely professional that It may be almost Impossible to clear It up to the satisfaction of a lay mau. Mr. Bunce. being one of the brethren, would comprehend me per? fectly, but I shall huve to point out that In my profession there are sepa? rate castes, both high and low, each controlled by its own standards." "You accuse Colonel Moreau of being a gambler'.'" said young Randall as the other paused. "1 regretfully admit that he had some claim to the title." replied Klrby, with intentional elegance of manner, "for the group to which the 'colonel' belonged countenances certain prac? tices, such as the Intoxication of op? ponents nnd the elimination oj chance in the fall of the cards, and this, we feel, shows a lack of foresight tending to bring discredit on the entire profes? sion, which might in time drive Its fol? lowers from their legitimate field of Industry. For that reason, when I discovered the late Colouel Moreau in a private stateroom of the Shotwell despoiling a gentleman who was?who was not himself. 1 took charge of tbe despoliation of what remained, Intend? ing to make restitution in the morning, when the victim should be In better condition." Young Randall being one who cher? ished his hatreds and affections and renounced them with difficulty, this new and obviously accurate version of his father's suicide left him In a state of mental fog. Where . dele was only too willing and eager to believe, the boy was loath. To the girl Klrby had once appeared all that woman can think of man, but to her brother he had ever been the personification of evil. Tom had blindly nourished his hatred. Now he felt strangely bewil? dered, self distrustful and unclean. His credulity had beim shattered with his self reaps t. lie Susbed hotly at the thought or BOW Implicitly find on euch meager evidence be had believed the specious and totally unscrupulous Moreau. how from such a tissue of falsehood he had carefully erected his elaborate feud. He had even stooped to the unutterably foul act of swear? ing a murder upon this man. who. rather than being an enemy, had stood his father'}} sole friend, To him R was difficult to relegate unto himself a new viewpoint with the "common gambler" as an object for admiration rather than vilification, to disinter and trans? fer the halo which Moreau hau calmly appropriated and taken with blm to the grave ^to this erstwhile master rogue, this arch fiend, titles for which bis name of Cameo Klrby bad been a synonym. "You meant lo protect my father?" he faltered at length. "For the honor Of the profession." said Klrby. "That's all right. Mr. Randall." he udded gently as the boy, utterly crushed and filled with a bitter self hatred, strove to verbally inter? pret his abject thoughta, to frame some sort of fitting apology "If you'll lend me a horse to get back to the city we'll call it square. I'm ready, Larkin." He held out his band, and young Rondali, flu-hing hotly, grasped it firmly, then turned away and. sinking mtO a chair, burled his face In his arms. Adele, placing her hand on her broth? er's shoulder as if he were a child, raised blm gently and escorted him from the room. At the door she turn? ed, looking steadily at Klrby. "You walled for me this afternoon when there was danger," she said tremulously, "Won*! you wait for me now. when there is none?" cm CHATTER XV. fjeorgo, Cone, it looks to tue like you'd get the girl and the plantation, too!" exclaimed Bunce when at length the two were alone. "What was that you called me awhile ago?" returned Klrby quizzical? ly, but with no undercurrent of great seriousness. "Nothing but a what was it? Seems to idc yon said some? thing mighty plea sau I about me. you? being my oldest friend und i here fore complimentary. <>h, yes, nothing but s *damned gambler ' That was it." He seated himself at tbe table and, as was hi^ wont In moments of ab? straction, began to cut the curds. Bunce diplomatically Ignored the tribute. The mad escapade had terml DSted far bettor than he had expected or thought possible, and in conse quence his native fund of gotsl humor bad been abundantly ro-enforced "Tal.o Randall while \..u can git her." be advised "She ain't think In' tonight of you beiu* a | ambler." "W hat do you stii pose she'll think of It tomorrow? I'hluk she'll remember what I am, perhaps""?*" "Mebbe she won't think of it tomor? row." said Bunce hopefully. "But what about that young Veau dry? Shod never have to think of anything he's done or was." pursued Klrby. "Pretty square sort of o fel? low. Larkin. Looks to me like I owe him a clear held to himself." "I ain't denyin' but what he acted a gentleman to you, dene. But now'fl the time you got to think of yourself." "Looks to me you're considerable of a turncoat." smiled Klrby, picking up a card. "What were you saying to me about this? There's my wife. I mar? ried that for better or for worse?too long ago for i< woman to come between us now. Ann what else was that you said? Oh. yea?Take one good look at yourself. Gene Klrby; then take an? other at her.' " Bunce snuffled feebly. "I've kind o* changed my mind since 1 said that," he mumbled. "Besides," consulting his watch, "it was a loug time ago. It was last night now." Silence came, and with it the white dawn, and as still the men sat, one "HAVE TWO BKVV1.Hr,," HE ADDED Q.UIETLT mutely eying the cards, the other his fingers, a fugitive sunbeam, herald of the morning. Rtole into the room to shame the smoky yellow of the lamps. In the sunbeam's golden wake there followed a faint breeze that stirred the curtains and sent a current of cool, pure air swirling through the stagnant atmosphere. Then there fell I upon the silence, with a softness so Im? palpable thnt It seemed mutely a pro? gression of the hush, the sound of dis? tant singing. For some time strain and source were alike indefinite, a mere setting to harmony the charm of the young morning. And then it arose like a sweeping curve of beauty until It resolved itself into the throaty, melodious chorus of "Mississippi Riv? er." Klrby shivered, and hi? eyes came back from tne great beyond, while Bunce shook himself like a great dog leaving the water. "There's the niggers gohV out to the cane." he said laconically. "The morn ln's here. Well. Gene?" "Well. Larkin?" The other hesitated, fortifying him? self with a cheroot. whl< h he content? ed himself with chewing, i innlly he arose, offering elaborate si . 1 of de? parture. "1 hate to see a ma/; lose out on everything," be tentatively observed. ??"Well. I'm goin't Gene. I reckon they'll let me have a boss now. .Meb? be I better have two saddled, eh?" "Well, what do you think?" parried Klrby, slowly lifting the deck of cards from the table, "is that my wife? l>o I turn back to the old river road with you, or do I"? He lifted his head with brightening vision. "Have two saddled." he added quietly, with bitter finality. Bunco nodded slowly, undcrstand lngly. Alone, Klrby remained at the table, staring and seeing not. ?"Take oue good look at yourself. Gene Klrby; then take another at her.'" be mused mec hanically and with dull monotony reiterating the phrase. " 'Take one good look at your self. Gene Klrby.' 1 might never nave thought of that?I have been so busy looking at her." As be sat there face to face with the future, striving to learn renunciation without embltterment, the General, now dressed In nlghtclotbes, tiptoed softly Into the room. "They sent me to bed again," he whispered, triumphant at his evasion, while he cuddled against the man's e\ tended arm, "1 want to know the end of that story. Tell me." Klrby strove to assume his wonted gayety of manner. How long it seemed since in the closed carriage he had prompted thai light hearted laugh? ter! "So you made another hairbreadth escape. General." he commented light? ly. "And you want lo hear the end of the story?about the had prince who was half g.oul V 1-1 don't know If I ran tell you t he end." "Why? Unsn'l the end happened yet ?" ! "Yes; it's coiue." ??But it ended all right, dldn'l K?" persisted the General, with all youth's * confident optimism. "Yes," said the man; "It ended all riuht." j "But I want to know if he's still a mixed prim e a mixed good and bad prince." Klrby pressed n weary hand over his throbbing forehead, "l guess he's pret? ty much mixed," he confessed, still Smiling bravely. I The child pondered u er this state? ment util II at length he I egan to nod MDld did he ; ?? nwayV" ho murmureC drowsily, luquisitlveiicss battling no bly against outraged nature. "Yes he went away," whispered tin ' roan, Ills arm tightening about tin small form. "'You're slcep.V, General" "I'm m?t." protested the cbfld, with great earnestness, opening wide his ! eyes only to promptly close then. after an Ineffectual si niggle. "I?want?to? know- the end." He gave a vex'd. protesting sigh: Iben his breathing grew deep and regular. "Your sister will tell you the end In the morning." said the man. Rising, he gently laid the now sleep- j lng child on the sofa and with clumsy tenderness covered him with a rug. For a long time Kirby stood looking down upon the faithful little General, who of them all had from the lirst given Iiis full measure of unswerving loyalty ami devotion without question and without price, and this despite the influence of family pressure, the ven- i om of lying tongues or the specious ev- I ldence of circumstance. He knew only I that he loved: that was faith and trust sufficient. As yet he was only a very small Juvenile member in life's boys' brigade, hut still he had his own dim notions of standing true to the color*. When at length Kirby turned away It was to find himself face to face with Adele. How long she had been stand? ing there he did not know. The fugi? tive sunbeam had long since vanished, as if heartily ashamed of taking prece? dence over its majestic progenitor, and the room was now suffused by a dull, rosy glow. For a space girl and man eyed each other in silence. l>oth wait? ing for the other to rpeak. Finally she whispered: "Am I to tell him the end of the etory?" nodding to the sleeping Gen? eral. "Hut he'll want you to." "I'm afraid it won't be fixed so that I can, Miss Randall. You see, I was only waiting to say goodby to you." "He'll?he'll be disappointed." she ventured, with a pitiful attempt at composure, "And?you are only wait? ing to say goodby?" He nodded, smiling wanly. "You remember that story I told you of the rosebush and the playing cards?" "Are you and I like that?" "Just iike that," he snid. "Hut some time"? She broke off, making o hopeless, pleading gesture. "Tell him when he awakes/' said Kirby, taking a great breath and hold? ing high his head, "the end Is that for one great day. from sunrise to suu rise, the mixed prince was with some? body so jjood that he went away to try to make himself all over. And If he can"? ne faliered and stopped; then, taking courage from her eyes, began again, "And if he can"? "And if he can," she prompted, a great wave of color surging to cheek 1 and neck. "And if I should wait for that?that wouldn't be the end?" "No. That would be" "lt would be"? she whispered, hold- ' lng him with her eyes. "Just the beginning, after all." THE END. TOLD FOR A MEMORIAL OF HER Matthew 25:1 - 1G?October 30 "She hath dam ichnt *ht COUld." ? Mark f,:<. IN a previous study we considered the Great Teacher's triumphal en try Into Jerusalem on the ass. and his tender of himself to tlie Nation of Israel as their King. injf ultillnient of the prophecy of Zecbari&h 0:9-12. That was five days before the Pass over. For several days Jesus taught in the temple, going at night to the home ?f Lazarus, Martha and Mary at Bethany. He knew what to expect?thai his hour was conic. lie knew that even then the chief priests and elders of the people wen? considering Ins destruction ami hesitating only lest it should cause tumult. Their indignation against the Great Teacher was that he did not teach as they taught and that Ids teachings bad much more power with the masses than all their teachings combined. Anger, envy, hatred, unit? ed in branding him as an impostor and ill sending Ulm to his death, "for the good of the cause." The least at Bethany referred to in this study may have been on the night before our Lord's betrayal, two days before the feast of Passover. But the concensus of opinion seems to be that it occurred on the Sabbath evening preceding the triumphal ride to Je? rusalem. It matters not, however. There was sucb a feast. Jesus and his disciples were present. During the feast a woman approached with an alabaster dusk of very precious per fnme. She poured it upon his head and the entire room was sweet with the odor. The woman was Mary, the Sister of Lazarus and Martha. Another account shows that the pro test made by the disciples against this as a waste was instigated by Judas, the treasurer of the little compnnj of the Lord's disciples. John remarked that he was a thief t?r?d arried the bag and intimated that he was more Interested in the money than in the poor and that his mention of the poor was merely a subterfuge. But the Great Teacher rebuked his disciples, snyiug, "Why trouble ye the woman; for she hath wrought :i good work upon me; in that she hath poured lids ointment upon my body sh ? did i! to prepare me for buri.it. Truly 1 saj unto you, Wheresoever this t'? ? >l shall be preached in the win le wo I there shall also this which this wow an lint h done I"' told for :> inemoi i of her" (Matthew xxvl, 10 131 How considerate was il" Great iYacher! How sympathetic! How appreciative of c\ erj thin/ doer f. r him! "She Hnth Done What Sbe Could" The Lord, in line with all the Hk*rip tare tetu lifiitsM and usages, declines fr* recognise w <n;;:in as i teacher *>f re Ugtoti in the Church nroonfst his fol lowers. No woman was given a place amongst tue twelve A poet Ice nor even when the seventy evangel Uta were sent forth with tile simple message, which any woman eould have given, surely as glibly as any man. or more so; even on tliis mission lie did not send worn en, nor even a representative of the sex. The man. in Scriptum: assist, is the figure of the l^ord; the woman, the figure of the Church, it wot id be out of harmony with the ligure that the Church should be the instructor and the Lord the pupil. Consistently, there? fore, it would have been improi>er for woman to have been commissioned to represent the Lord. Hence, women as teachers in the Chun h have no author ity in the Bilde for the position. We read that the serpent beguiled Mother Eve and made of her a teacher of er :?jV ror to her husband. We read that the evil spirits used a certain young wom? an as a medium to announce tbe Apos? tles. But we find no Divine sanction of woman as a teacher in tbe Church, but that the young woman who acted under the spirit of divination and at? tempted to preach Christ and the Apos? tles was rebuked by tbe Apostle Paul and the spirit of divination dispos? sessed. , All this, however, does not indicate that either Jesus or the Apostles were either rude toward women or unappre ciative of their qualities of heart and mind. Quite the contrary. Amongst the Lo.d's followers were many "hon orable Women" and his special love for this Mary and her sister Martha Is particularly recorded. Let us learn the lesson from the Be : and not at? tempt to teach cne Book. ?The Pocr Always With You" Our Lord, in reply to the argument of Judas, thai the ointment should have l c?".: si iii for a large sum for the benefit of the poor, answered. The poof ye have always with you. Whenso? ever yo will ye may do tbctn good; but ine ye have not always. Poverty is sure to he || factor in the social order during the present time, because, l? our fallen condition as a race, eosee are more brilliant of mind than others and selfishness is the general rule. Hence until ilie end of the reign of i in and death the poor will bo here. And there Is a blessing sttachrd to cverj good deed, every noble end eat t to help any member of the race to bl bei ami bett t conditions, mentglly, n* ral ly. physically. By end by Iber ? 1 be no poor. for. under the K . condition, love will be the ruling j iv Clpte, Instead of selfishness. "But Me Ye Have Not Always" This was true of the Master. A III tie while and he WSi gone from tbss ascended to the Father's right hand The same principle prevails in re pe to the Lord's followers styled. "The members of his Body." Whatever w? TT/f? POOR rZ#AV?ALW4Y5 w/r/trw. (V/vr/? acts *i h-Xt SM as*.r/d***J A ? x ??an do loj Head will unto hinn ? alwaj s be men as \, always be "espc |.ili> faith." The vrir? on fr< ? i < etousness his m. -i, r II* i I a* t ilOUgU ? "? ?. tl ereforu, it \> iii r ier to do g< ?od unto si! i\o opp ?rtunitj. it will order a I lo du good i .. the h ns4 hold of seit Uness In J'i Uta let ?_i co o< au.ah? r of COt ho was willing to set h 4 enemies. Alas, whs s terrible p wer for evil is selfishness How man are willing to barter th Truth for the sal p of w< rkly esse oi prosper!!) ' *>o. ., ns have the spirit ot the Tl Hl ll ;" s ? ? ? -id " able oxter Hlioutd beware of who-." selfisbne*: lea,! - If f ? <1 ' Ibe Pt* ? 'H I>Ortth Good results always follow tiv* ase >r i . i y Kidney Pills. They contain .hist the Ingredients necessary to tone strengthen and regulate the kldneyi and Madder, and to cure backache Sohl by sibei t i i -rag Btore.