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PAGE FOUR “THE BISMARCK TRIBUN Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., as Second Class Matter. GEORGE D. MANN Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY -DETROIT =CHICAGO f Kresge Bldg. Marquette Bldg. e PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH NEW YORK : - - Fifth Ave. Bldg. sg MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS ‘ republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not other- wise credited in this paper and also the local news published herein. me nas j All rights of republication of special dispatches herein are also reserved. MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION . SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN emimiert 20 " Daily by carrier, per year.........++ SLE He sleewlets Daily by mail, per year (in Bismarck)................ 7.20 Daily by mail, per year (in state outside Bismarck) .... 5.00 Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota....... +... 6.00 THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER “ (Established 1873) ks — | BIRDS FLY SOUTH ee Jack Frost is beginning to get in his work up north in Canada. Birds soon fly south. These migratory flights are) mysteries of science. How do they know when to start and where to go and how to find their way? eI} - Bird migration “is a very old habit, an inborn instinct which was developed ages ago, and which manifests itself) year after year in a uniform manner and without any re- markable close conformity to immediate conditions.” This is Prof. J. Arthur Thomson’s explanation in his “Out- line of Science.” In other words, the annual southward flight | of birds is a habit developed gradually through thousands or ears. : ' i One‘scientific:explanation is that the Great Ice Age, when glaciers moved down:'ftom, the north, drove birds south. When’ the ice slowly rereated, they flew back to their old! homes in warm summer, but returned to the new homes in winter. -~One guess is as good as another. ; Ever wonder how fast birds travel when they migrate’ south? Some of them reach a speed of more than 50 miles an-hour. When weary, as you have noticed, they camp for a rest—“hang around” a certain locality for a day or so. Ducks travel 44 to 59 miles an hour and small songbirds 20 to 37 miles an hour, according to Colonel Meinertzhagen’s observations. The bird named the “swift” has been known to pass an airplane doing 68 miles an hour, and reaches a speed of more than 100 miles when flying with all its energy. and skill. : Hunters now oiling their shotguns, soon will be shooting wild geese and ducks. The geese travel in a sort of V formation, one side longer than the other, like a broken wishbone. Shoot the leader and the formation closes up, the next bird in line taking the fallen leader’s place. =: Shoot the leader. of some kinds of wild ducks and.,say the Ojibway Indians, the flock flutters to the ground, preferably | a swamp, and presently rises after much chattering in which, | | ' i | { they seem to elect a new leader. ; This is the sort of adventure, romance and mystery that flies over our heads and exists all around us in nature.! And yet some people frequently yawn, bored with life, and com- plain that they can find nothing interesting. . PRINCES Wee While the ex-kaiser still rolls in wealth, other German | ‘ipces are hard up. They hammer loudly at the door of the pensions office. _. A general’s pension is applied for by Rupprecht, ex-crown | prince of Bavaria, George, duke of Saxe-Meiningen, claims he is eligible for an ‘inspector-general’s pension. | = Prince Oscar of Prussia applies for a brigade command- er’s pension, also asks the salary due him for the last quar- ter of 1918. He gets the latter, in an envelope addressed to | “Mr. Oscar von Hohenzollern.” How are the mighty fallen! HPYOCRISY ‘Mole, in his memoirs, 'says Napoleon never wrote to his children without wetting:his paper with huge tears. “= Napoleon:told’ Mole: “Don’t suppose that I have not as; tender a heart as any man. I am a kindly man.” Imagine that, from one of the most heartless men that ever lived. ‘ Napoleon either was an arch-hypocrite or he kept himself hypnotized. At that, his opinion of himself was as close‘to the truth as the average man’s self-esteem. All men are ‘vain. Vanity, self-preservation and reproduc- tion are man’s guilding motives. = iss NAPOLEON . ~ The first volume of Count: Mole’s long-awaited memoirs | is:published in Paris. Its most. striking point is this de-| scription of Napoleon at the age of 44: = “While walking to and fro and talking to me, he showed signs of fatigue. He stopped and leaned against the billiard | table; rolled the billiard balls with his hand; and ‘seemed ready involuntarily to fall asleep.” 2 == Napoleon said that old age begins ‘at 30. Take heed, young men who are wasting your twenties. \. WINES Paris reports that 1922 claret is excellent and will take its place with famous vintages. Not since 1900 has such honor been claimed for any year’s run of claret iS == Wine connoisseurs, however, doubt that the 1922 claret will be as excellent as in 1878 and 1893, the years of the} most wonderful claret ever bottled. Alas! It is enough to make the old home brew down in| the cellar turn to vinegar, for shame. i = HOME-BREW If you made blackberry wine this year, how did it turn out? Bitter, probably. Something was wrong with the ber- ries this season. Weather last year was ideal for ripening | @f juicy blackberries. Not so, in 1922, most places. | . ~ Even chemists are unable to explain what’s wrong. It is| when you take up the chemistry of wine-making that you! realize there are things in nature that cannot be accounted | for by natural laws. ae KAISER | The ex-kaiser’s personal wealth still is so great that the! Prussian ministry of finance, commissioned to make a settle- | ment between the Hohenzollerns and Prussia, is unable to estimate tlie value of it all. In and around Berlin alone, Bill claims 53 palaces, man- ions and estates. He owns property all over Germany and holds a stack of mortgages. All this, logically, should be ‘confiscated and turned into the reparations fund. Fall is the season we find moths got fat on moth balls. - Editor | The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use or) EDITORIAL REVIEW | Comments repraduced in this {| column may or may not express j{ the opinion of The Tribune. They ||. are presented here ir order that {| our readers may have both sides of important issues which are being discussed in the press of the day, | i The election of Cosgrave to the |Presidency of the Irish Parliament looks like a good choice. He is not without idealism, but has com- |now are needed to establish the |Free State and save Ireland from anarchy. | Idealists are essential in the} {scheme of things, They start a} movement when nobody else stirs. They plant, often on stony soil. They carry on, when everybody jelse is engrossed in sordid things. But the idealists do not build al- though they induce the undertak- | ing. : COSGRAVE THE RIGHT CHOICE, mon gense and stout good faith., And steady good faith and stalwart | common sense are what above all} Who out of the despair of Italy ;and against the supineness of opin- | ion raised the hope of liberty andj [instigated defiance to Austria?) \'That prince of idealists, Mazzini.| And who achieved what wag mili-| tary impossible in Sicily and Na- ples, when practical men believed the Italians/to be crushed forever? That idealist of action Garibaldi: But who, cold and sagacious, pati-| ent and tenacious, opportunist and! compromiser, creative statesman, took advantage of Mazzini’s and Garibaldi’s work, retrieved their. mistakes, and achieved Italian unity and independence? Count! Cavour, realist. . ‘s ‘Mazzini and Garibaldi clung to the Republic. The Kingdom of! Italy under the House of Savoy, | Cavour saw to be the practicable/ solution. 2 | Arthur Griffith and Michael Cdl- lins, evinced hard common sense) and showed statesmanlike percep- tion’ of reality. Cosgrove is their true successor. A republic is no more possible in Ireland than it was in Italy in 1859, or in Germany in 1866 Iceland cannot successfully dis- regard her obligation to the Brit-j ish Empire, The obligation is a fact, however hateful to minds like; de Valera. Such relations are not matters of choice, but of position, past, present and future. Woes in the past have grown out of abuse of the mutual relationship just as in the case of the relationship of| America to Britain. The thing to do is not to deny the relationship, which is like denying the street in which one lives, but to. promote readjustment, The English-speaking peoples, BEGIN HERE -TODAY Beal and that includes Ireland, must compose their differences, iron out their complications, manage their co-ordination, for the sake of them- selves, for the sake of the world, | for the sake of civilization and hu-| manity.. The Twentieth Century situation is such ‘that the future, depends for its weal or; woe upon | a certain solidarity of the English- ‘speaking world, — Minneapoliy Journal. | EXPLAIN “METAMORPHOSIS” But, a8 everyéne* knows, the! revolutionary theory can:be used as a basig for materialistic teachings in schools and colleges, ruling out the supernatural, and aiming, in- deed, claiming, to explain the uni- verse on a wholly materialistic’ basis. That is why some religious people fear the doctrine of evolu- tion. Instead, however, of hurling invectives, why do not, the cham-| pions of the churches who need ammunition for their batteries in- form themselves ag to the truths! of nature, so that they may be able to show in what respects the ma- terialistic advocates of evolution are mistaken. In the insect world, if anywhere, these truths are to be found. The astounding fhchs of in- sect metamorphosis are well told and illustrated in Professor George H, Carpenter’s remarkable book, “Insect Transformations,” to be had in the public library. These transformations, involving the creation of new and different di- gestive organs, the change from simple: to compound eyes, the change from chewing jaws to suck- ing probocis, the growth of wings from almost invisible “imaginal discs,” are so utterly miraculous that no theories of “adaptation to environment,” “survival of the fit- test” or other well known evolu- tionary doctrines account for them. The author is not arguing for or against evolution, simply telling the story of the insects from na- ture’s own book of life. And that ‘book is the fimal authority in such an argument. Let the disputants familiarize themselves with it.—St. Louis Post-Dispatch. — eg |. ATHOUGHT $$: es Now therefore, keep thy sorrow to thyself, and bear with a good cour- age that which hath befallen thee.— Il Esdras 10:15, if ee Go, bury thy sorrow, the world hath its share; Go bury it deeply, go hide it, with care. Hearts growing a-weary with heavier woe Now droop ’mid the darkness; go, comfort theni, go! Harriet B. Stowe. | i QUIT TOBACCO So Easy to Drop. Cigarette, | Cigar, or Chewing Habit No-To-Bac has helped thousands to | jain’t in money. The battle for the possession of. the Flaming Jewel, which begafi’ two years ago when the gem was stolen from the royal jewel casket of the now beggared 13 COUNTESS OF ESTHONIA, } now centered in the disreputable “hotel” in the, Adirondacks where: MIKE CLINCH lived by, breaking’ every law. With Clinch’ lived hig beautiful. stepdaughter, ‘the ‘only good influence on his life, EVE STRAYER.. The Flaming Jewel was first , Stolen from the countess by QUINTANA, the great international thief. From him, in Paris, Mike Clinch stole the gem and brought it back to the Adirondacks. Now, at Clinch’s Dump, there ar- rived Quintana, seeking to regain the jewel, and also JAMES DARRAGH, who has sworn to restore the gem to the countess. Darragh, who is employed at the camp under the name of HAL SMITH, learns that Quintana’s gang are going to try to secure the Flaming Jewel during the Saturday night dance, CHAPTER III By nine o’clock the noisy chicken supper had ended; the table had been cleared; Jim Hastings was tun- ing .his fiddle in the big- room; Eve had ‘seated! herself before the -bat- tered melodeon. “They’re off,” remarked Clinch to Smith, who stood at the pantry shelf prepared to serve whisky or becr upon previous receipt of payment. In the event of a sudden raid, the arrangements at Clinch’s were quite simple. Two large drain pipes emerged from the kitchen floor be- side Smith, and ended in Star Pond. In case of alarm the tub of beer ‘was poured down one pipe; the whis- ky down the other. Only the trout in Star Pond would ever sample that hootch agai Clinch, now slightly intoxicated, leaned heavily on. the pantry sheli beside Smith, adjusting his pistol under his suspenders. “Young fella,” he said in his agree-} able voice, “you’re dead right. You sure said a face-full when you says ; to me, ‘Eve’s a lady, by God!’ You; oughta know. You was a gentle- man. yourself once. Even if you take to stickin’ up tourists you know a lady when you see one. And you called the turn. She is a lady. All I’m livin’ for is to get her down to the city and give her money to live like a lady. I'll do it yet. Soon! . I'd do it tomorrow—tonight— if I dared. If I thought it sure fire. If I. was dead certain I could get away with. it. . Tve got the money. Now! . + Only it . Smith?” “Yes, Mike.” “You know me?” ~ “Sure.” - “You size me up?” “I do.” “All. right. If you ever tell any one I got money that ain’t money Tl shoot you through the head.” “Don’t worry, Clinch.” “I ain't. You're a crook; you won’t talk, You’re a gentleman, too. there’s only one fella I don’t want to meet.” ; “Who's that, Mike?” “Lemme tell you,” _ continue Clinch, resting more heavily on the shelf while ‘Smith, looking out break the costly, nerve-shattered to-| bacco habit. Wheaever you have a| longing for a smoxe or chew, just! place a harmless No-To-Bac. tablet, it: | your mouth instead. All desire stops. | {Shortly the habit is completely bro- ken, and you are better off mentally, | physically, financially. It’s so easy,| so simple. Get a box of No-To-Bac jand if it doesn’t release you from ‘all craving for tobacco in any form, your druggist will refund money without question. Adv. your | through the pantry shutter at the | dancing, listened intently. “When I was in France in a Forestry Rig’ment,” went on Clinch, lowering his always pleasant voice, “I was to Paris on leave'a few days | before they sent us home. “I was in the washroom of a caffy —a-cleanin’ up for supper, when dod- bang! into the place comes a-tumblin’ a man. with two cops pushing and kickin’ him. “They didn’t see me in there fer ‘Yhey don’t sell out a pal, Say; Hal, | “iT LOOKS LIKE tH they locked the door on the’ man. ~ J] SAY Mo, ROBERT W. CHAMBERS ©1022 GEORGE'H DORAN COMDANY He was a swell gent, too, in full dress and silk hat and all like that, and‘'a, opry cloak and white kid gloves, and mustache and French beard. “When they locked\him up he stood’ stock still and lit a cigaret, \as codk<as ice. Then he begun walkin’ arofind looking for a way.to get out; butsthere wasn’t-no way. ‘ \ , “hen he'iseen me and over he cones and talks English right away:, fWatit,to make a thousand francs, boldier?” sez he in a quick whisper. ‘You're on,’ sez 1; ‘show your dough:’ ‘Them Flics has went to get the:Commissaire for to frisk me,’ sc% e.;"If they find this parcel on me I do twenty years in Noumea. Five years kills anybody out there.’ ‘What do:you want I should do?’ sez I, havin’ no love for no cops, French or other. ‘Take this packet and stick it in your overcozt,’ sez he. “Go to 13 roo .Quinze Octobre and give it to the concierge for Jose Quintana,’ And he shoves the packet on me and a thousand-franc note. y “Then he grabs me sudden and pulls open my collar. God, he was strong. i “‘What’s the matter with you?’ says I, ‘Lemme go or I'll mash your mug flat.’ ‘Lemme sce your identi- fication disc,’ he barks. “Bein’ in Paris for a bat, I had exchanged with my _ bunkie, Bill Hanson, ‘Let him look,’ thinks I, and he reads Bill’s check. “If you fool me,’ says. he, ‘I” folly ye and I'll do you in if takes the rest of my life, You under- stand?’ ‘Sure,’ says I, me tongue in EVERETT TRUE Ze ae EFORE THE MECTING WD You SAID — ae dance with you she doesn’t have to.” Some of Quintana’s gang came up to listen. Berry glared at Smith. “Say,” he said, “I seen you before somewhere, Wasn’t you in Russia? | “What, are you talking about?” “Yes, you was. You was an of- \ficer! What you doing at Clinch’s?” \“What's that?” growled Clinch, ‘shoving his way forward and shoul- | dering the crowd aside, “Who's this man, Mike?” demand- jed Berry. | “Well, who dé you think he is?” asked Clinch thickly. “I think he’s gettin’ the goods on, you, that's what I think,” yelled Berry. “G'wan Clinch. home, Charlie,” returned “G'wan, allo’ you. The dance is over, Go peaceable, every one. Stop that fiddle!” The music ceased. The dance was |ende; ‘they all understood that; but |there was grumbling and demands ‘for drinks. | Clineh, drunk, but impassive, herd- jed them through the door out into |the starlight, There was scuffling | horse-play, but no fighting. The big Englishman, Harry Beck, asked for ‘accommodations for his party over night. | “Naw,” said Clinch, “g’wan back ‘to the Inn. I can’t bother with you | folks tonight.” And as the others, To get your name in Who’s Who you have to know what’s what. ‘The late bird catcees the sleep. All poor people are not poor finan- cially. Trains of thought usually are de- layed by excess baggage. Eyery plugged nickel with collection plates. United we stand around, divided we fall for lots of things. Al that glitters is ‘not coal. You can look up to these girls in longer skirts, The most expensive pipe to smoke is the stove pipe. is familiar }me check. “Bong! Allez vous en!” THE CHAIR 'WAD ANY OPINION To Gwe i i | says he. “ ‘How the hell,’ sez I, ‘do I get out of here?’ ‘You're a Yankee sol- dier. Ths Flies don’t know you | were in here. You go and kick on! that door and make a holler.’ “So I done it good; and a cop! opens and swears at'me, but when| he sees a Yankee soldier was locked in the washroom by mistake, he lets | me out, you bet.” | Clinch smiled a thin smile, poured | cut three fingers of hootch. | “What else?’ asked Smith quietly. “Nothing much, I didfi’t go to/no} roo Quinze. Octobre. But I don’t never want to see that fella Quin- tana. I’ve been waiting till it’s safe to sell—what was in that packet.” “Sell what?” “What ;was in that packet,” re-\ plied Clinch thickly. ‘ iI pai was in it?” | “ irklers — since you're — nos “Where do you keep them?” in- quired Smith naively. Clinch looked at him, very drunk: | “None o’ yopr dinged business,” he | said very softly. The dancing had become boister- ous but not unseemly, although all the men had been drinking too freely. Smith’ closed’ the pantry »bar at midnight, by direction of Eve. Now he came out into the ballroom and} mixed affably with the company, even dancing with Harvey Chase's sister once—a slender, hoyden, all flushed and disheveled, with a tire- less mania for dancing which seemed to intoxicate her. She danced, danced, danced, ac- cepting any partner_offered. But Smith’s skill enraptured her and refused to-let him go when her beau, a late arrival, one Charlie Berry, slouched up to claim her. Smith, always trying to keep Clinch and Quintana’s men in view} took no part in the discussion; but Berry thought hé was detaining Lily Chase and pushed him aside. “Hold on, young man!” exclaimed Smith sharply. “Keep your hands to yourself. If your girl don’t want to BY CONDO TRUG, SUCH. A MATTER : SHOULD HAVE. BEEN INANDCED IN AN EN® ATIRELY DIFFERENT Wi AN ASKED YOU: WAS ADJOURNED IF You : | | Salzar, Georgiades, Picquet and Sanchez gathered about to _ insist, Clinch pushed them all out of doors in a mass. d “Get the hell out o’ here!” he growled; and slammed the door. He stood for a moment with head |< lowered, drunk, but apparently cap- able of reflection. Eve came from the melodeon and laid on slim hand on his arm, “Go to bed, girlie,” he said, not looking at her. “You also, dad.” “No. . « I got business with Hal Smith.” Passing Smith, the girl whispered: “You look out for him and undress him.” f Smith nodded, gravely preoccupied with coming events, and nerving himself to meet them. He had no gun. Clinch’s_ big automatic bulged under his armpit. When the girl had ascended the creaking stairs and her door, above, closed, Clinch walked unsteadily to the door, opened it, fished out his pistol. “Come on out,” he said without turning. “Where?” inquired Smith, Clinch turned, lifted his square head; and the deadly glare in his eyes left Smith silent. . “You comin’?” : “Sure,” sdid Smith quietly. But Clinch gave him no chance to close in; it was death even to swerve. Smith walked slowly into the starlight, ahead of Clinch— slowly forward in the luminous darkness, “Keep going,” came Clinch’s quiet voice behind him. And, after they had entered the woods—“Bear to the | right.” Smith knew now. The low woods were full of sink-holes. They were headed. for the nearest one, (Continued in-Our Next- Issue) — | PEOPLE’S FORUM | Editor Tribune: Probably all the other sportsmen who have hunted geese in North Da- kota have had at one time or another the oportunity to seiect from a flock of the Canada geese one or more that have been very noticeable larger than the others. Many nave been shot that would weigh 15 or more pounds, They were usually spoken. of a3 the | Big Gray Honker, Arnithologists have for a number of years been working on the theory that there is or hws been breeding, generally speaking, in North Dakota, a type of the Branta Canadensis that was distinct from the type described under that name. Early in the his- tory of the United States, these birds were found on the Atlantic coast. So far as records have been kept none of the coast specimens have weighed over 12 pounds, usually 8 to 10 pounds f The chief of the Biological Sur- vey, Hon. E. M, Nelson, Washington, D. C., and others are anxious to get some specimens of these large geese, Any sportsman killing geese weigh- ing over 18 pounds would confer a favor and add something of interest and value to the Arnithological stu- dents if they would send the speci- mens direct to Washington addressed ah above, or to me, that;they may be prepared for scientific study. If any farmer having one or more. of the Canada Geese, caught when young or raised in captivity, would send me word of the fact, I would be pleased to look them over to de- cide whether or not they would come within the desired size and weights. Lwould like to hear from sportsmen | who have kiled these extra large geese. It would be greatly appreciated if newspaper men would give the above item as much publicity as possible. . J, JUDD, Game and Fish Commissioner. Cando, N. D. CHEAPER POSTAL RATES Rome, * Oct. 6. — Austria, Italy, Czechoslovakia, Rumania’ and Hun- gary have come to an agreement by which the letters exchanged between them will pay a pestal rate 25 per cent less than those addressed to other foreign counter:es. The object of this agreement is to keep closely bound together all the new states which have sprung out of what was once the Austro-Hun- garian Empire, with the addition of Italy and Rumania, beth of whom hav e very considerable interests in common with the signatories of this new postal agreement. Work Progresses Slowly Work on the new Main street road slowly. Contractor Burnstad says, however, that most of the earth work has been finished. There is one large culvert yet to be finished, and the concrete work on the viaduct to be finished. The Haggart Construction Co., which has the contract for pav- ing the road, may be able to begin work on part of the road soon. Thanksgiving Day in Europe will be when the Turk is killed. The electric fan has stopped, but the fpotball fan blows harder. In ‘foreign politics king is seldom high, The greatest question of the age is “How old is she?” All red tape in Washington placed end to end reached’ nowhere. Even if you, know her face well don’t get too faminar with it. Time killed stays dead. Having, to swallow insults is hard on a man’s,digestion. Perhaps dizzy blondes are dizzy be- cause they are lighe headed. There is no such thing as a chap- eroned joy ride. What you see through glasses de- pends on what was in the glauses. Men who mean what they never say much, Most people have co work. That is why they do it. Save your cigaret ashes to put on the sidewalk this winter, ‘ Many a man goes into college by a football, coach. The question of the hour ip “Is that clock right?” No man hates to ».ear lies if they are about how fine he is. Practice makes bad habits perfect- ly bad. A fool and his honey are soon di- vorced. It is hard to remember to forget. There is always rum at the top. ‘ADVENTURE OF | | THETWINS | —_—______-_- By Olive Barton Roberts , The magic automobile in which Nancy and Nick were riding to Fairy- land was stuck again. No, it wasn’t mud this time—it was fog, thick, white, steamy, wet for that had settled down like a blanket and covered éverything. “I think it’s awfully queer.” said Nancy. “The sun was out just a lit- tle while ago.as bright as anything and now just look at it. I never saw fog come in the daytime before.” “Neither did I,” said Nick. “Maybe it’s. magic fog.” “I bet you that’s it,” declared | Nancy. “I bet you Light Fingers is trying to steal our automobile again and he’s doing something with the weather.” All the Twins eouid do was to | guess, but they were nearer right than they knew. wight Fingers was indeed fooling with the weather--- he and Comet-Legs, the other bad |i tle faity who had crooked legs and rode on a star. y i | The two of them, mind you, were ‘up in the sky in Bluster-Gust Land |and were monkeying with Mr. i Sprinkle-Blow’s, things. Mr. Sprin- kle-Blow, the weatherman, was away. “Well” s aidLight Fingers glum- ily, “the rain we sent down didn’t do any good. It aicn’t wreck the Twins at all! ow wat can we do?” Suddenly Comet-Legs saw the bar- rel marked “Dense i‘og.” “Oh, look here,” he cried. “We'll empty this and, they can’t'go an- other inch. Then we can’t catch them.” And that’s where the fog came from. (To Be Continued.) BREAK A COLD IN FEW HOURS “Pape’s Cold Compound” Acts Quick, Costs Little, and Never Sickens! i | Every druggist here guarantees jto the bridge is progressing rather |¢ach package of “Pape’s Cold Com- pound” to break up any cold and end grippe misery in » few hours or money returned. Stuffiness, pain, headache, feverishness, inflamed or congested nose and head relieved with first dose. These safe, pleasant tablets cost only a zew cents and mil- lions now take them instead of sick- ‘ening quinine. say. } t { 4 at, « ’ Ae Lad