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‘a child’s head. Strange treasures to Barbara Bret.t.on’s | CHAPTER II1.—Continued. “I said until to-morrow,” she an- swered. “Have I not already given you the assurance of my love? Did it not escape me in spite of myself? Come to me to-morrow after the the: ter, and you shall have your answer; now you must leave me. Travis!”— the low whispered word thrilled through the room—‘“good night!” Again he raised the hand, glittering with gems, to his burning lips, as, with one last glance of adoring love, he pasesd out of her presencé. She listened until the last echo of his footsteps died away—until she heard the street door close, and knew that Feline had barred her visitor out; then she laughed aloud—a little, low, triumphant laugh—while she broke the seal of a note which had been iy-/ ing on the table when she first entered the room. “Will Miss Bretton give an inter- view to one who desires it for her sake as well as his own—one who is ready to serve her at any cost? “Signed, RICHARD HAYES.” “At any cost!” she murmured aloud. “How much, yet how little, these words may mean! But this man’s friendship might be valuable. Friend- ship! As \f already, Dr. Hayes, with ail your reticence, I had not discovered your secret! But I wili grant this in- terview. In thirty-six hours I will see | you; but Barbara Bretton will have | been dead and buried and resurrected as Travis Meredith’s honored wife! | Thirty-six hours! A bride without her wedding rope—a bride whose husbani knows not as yet the bliss that awaits him! A boy—a boy whose mother might be—Great heaven! did I utter the word mother? God forgive me!” And, falling down on her knees, sobs which this cime were no acting echoed through the room.’ y CHAPTER IV. ‘ Alone by Herself. After the paroxysm of passion passed Barbara, with ashen face and trembling steps, crossed the room, opening an escritoire at its furthest end, drawing therefrom a box which, judging from its intricate lock and its careful workmanship one would have supposed filled with her most brilliant Jewels. Returning with it to the light, she threw back the lid; but no gleam of Jewels met the eye—only a bunch of letters and a lock of hair, clipped from be so held by such a woman! The letters, one by one, she read slowly through, but on one her eyes were riveted long after she had scanned the written words—words which long ago had been hranded on ther brain and memory. “You say you hold over me our mar- riage certificate to prove yourself my ~wife. You force me, then, into telling cyou what you are. To me no more ‘than the wind, which, sitting to-night ‘beside my warm hearthstone, I hear Showling without, and which I defy to} penetrate within. I listen to its wail! because it pleases me. By closing the casements I can shut out even that, yet I listen because it renders contrast stronger. “You are my wife, you say? Fooiish girl! do you believe your own words? cr, believing, dare ‘you threaten me? ‘Our marriage was a mockery—the clergyman a man bribed to assume the role, for one brief hour only; the cer- tificate a printed lie, at which the courts would laugh and jeer. You wish to test your power—the truth of what I say? Do so, and drag shame and obloquy upon yourself. Do so, while the mud from my triumphant chariot wheels splash yet more upon you. What, think you, the world will ‘say? Which condemn? The rich man in his might, or the poor, helpless vic- ! ‘tim of a wrong? “Yet you are neither poor nor ielp- Jess. Did you not deceive me with a smile? Did you not try to win me for ‘my money? Then you shall claim ‘your full reward. Each year I shal! deposit at my banker’s a sum amply sufficient for your wants, on condition that you make no further attempt to find me. The very name I have given you is assumed. My own rightful titic in a few short weeks I bestow upon another. Dare to cross my path and I will deal with you without pity and without remorse!” Long, long her eyes dwelt upon the} page—thken, with clenched teeth, she refolded it, laying by its side the pa- per which bore upon its face the evi- dence of the marriage between Bar- bara Bretton and Gerald Lysle. “Of you two I have need. With ‘these words of empty love and fa!sest protestations,” she murmured aloud, ropping the letters one by one into the fire and watching them burn, “ye are indeed but the ashes of a past. With you I burn every good thought, every good impulse, every hope for a future; with you I bury Barbara Bret- ‘ton, the actress. To-morrow night the curtain will drop forever on my triumphs on the boards; from then the world is my stage, my world, my audi- ence. An actress henceforth, with ‘but one role to play-to: the end—one whos? part shall be so perfect that all ghall call it'sature. I deceived him with a smile, he says—I who laid my heart at his feet, to be trampled be- neath his tread. Yet, fool! fool! have T not learned to love again—one who has heard the world’s story of my wrong, and gives it credence? But for this,” Jrawing within the beauti- ful fingers the lock of hair, “I might tell him all; but for this I might plead with him to save me from myself! I was mad—I was mad! God cannot lay this sin at my door! My baby! my baby! They say I murdered you, but they tell what is false!” “Madam, did you speak?” It was Feline, the valet, who inter- rupted her, her fingers still toying with the tress of hair. Like a lioness at bay she sprang to ber feet. “No! hour?” “Pardon, madam! It is 2 o’clock. I heard your voice and feared you were il.” “Never mind, Feline, I do not mind. I was but startled for the moment. I am not sorry you came. I wantel to speak with you. How many vears have you been in my service, Feline?” “Twelve years, madam. I trust you are not thinking of :ny dismissal?” “No; on the centrary it occurred to me I shculd in some way reward your faithful service; but first I must go back to the past, which, from to-night, even in memory, is to be forever ied. My child was how old when I re- | ceived from monsieur the letter which made me so long ill?” “Three months, madam.’ “So I thought, but my brain reels. And from the dey of my illness the child was never seer?” “Never, madam, alive. Its dead body was discovered cn the steps of ‘La Madelaine.’ We recognized it by the clothes it wore. The physicians said it died trom exposure. How the thild was taken from its warm bed is a mys- tery. The French girl madam had en- gaged with it, it is true; but she had no motive for such a crime.” “Enough, Feline, I wished merely to refresh my memory with the facts. Here but few know of my story and the bitter suspicion which at that time attached to me. To-morrow night I sam to 2e married quietly at home. No one must know of it save you and Marie. The ceremony will take place at midnight. See to it that the clergy- man holds ‘himself in readiness. In-+ this envelope is his fee, to be paid him in advance. It will be sufficient io compensate him for the loss of a tew hours’ sleep. To-morrow I am to be denied to all visitors, without excep- tion. Now leave me. In ten minutes you may return, to make ready for the night.” Not a quiver of surprise on the trained face expressed the servant’s astonishmeat at the facts. With a low: bow, he withdrew, and, as the door closed noiselessly behind him, the actress threw herself once again back in her chair, an expression of actute suffering sweeping across the beauti- ful face. “No nope!” she muttered. “Does he, too, suspect me? Does he not now the story of the unnatural moth- er, with which the newspapers rang, | which, 1ad they proof, would have «on- | signed me to the felon’s cell? And / yet she was a girl. Was I to dower} ker with a heritage of shame—to know her, as I had keen—the victim of man’s deceit and treachery? No—a thousand times no! But what have I to do with this?” looking down at the curl still twisted in her hand—with this, that I clipped from that sunny “head of golden hair? Is not each hair twisted about my heart, till its life- beat ulmost ceases? Let this die with ihe rest. ‘Ashes to ashes,’” failing | upou her knees and laying the little curl almost reverently upon the coals. | Then, with a sudden movement, as i it flame up, she tried to save it; ont too late. The dry sob which echoed through the room was its requiem. With a face strangely hardened, with eyes from which all tenderness had died, she rose to her feet and si- lently placed the one letter she had saved, together with the false certifi- | cate, back in the box, then crossed the floor to deposit it again in its hiding- place. Standing erect, her eyes swept the room. She looked like a queen, whose } subjects knealt at her feet to do her j homage. He> beauty shone forth peer- less, triumphant, as, bowing low, with matchless grace, she said aloud: “My past, farewell! My future, I salute you!” How dare you enter at this CHAPTER V. Superb Acting. Once more Barbara Bretton, in her radiant loveliness, stood behind the footlights. As she swept upon the stage, and the vast audience thun- dered h>r welcome, her acknowledge- ment was for them all—her glance, lightning in her sweetness and fire, ior cne. He was there—Travis Meredith, her lover. Full five minutes before the curtain had risen he had entered his friend’s box, breathless, eager, impa- tient. Not for his own right and would he have missed one moment of her soul-inspiring presence; and to- night of all nights; to-night when she tad promised him her answer. Close to his heart lay a telegram ri : sca eae, which at any other time would have forbidden his appearance on such a scene—a telegram summoning him to his dying father—dying in a foreign iand, and bidding him make no deiay, if he would receive a blessing. But neither gayety nor pleasure had enticed him. He aad come hither to meet the woman whom three days ago he had no: known—who to-day was the object of his most passionate ado- ration. Would she permit him to sup wilh her to-night? Could she r2- fuse hin: when she had promised him her answer? .Oh, for some assurance of her royal will. The first and second acts were over and she made no sign. He could re- strain his impatience no longer. Draw- ing a slip of paper from his pocket, he wrote: “Have you forgotten your promis2? I have something of the utmost: im- portance to corhmunicate to you. May I sup with you alone? T. M.” Dispatching it by a page, in a few moments he received the response: “Will you not give me a little longer time? I appeal to your generosity.” She smiled ere she opened the note her messenger returned: “You should not plead in vain, but that to-night may be the last for many weeks I may spend with you. I will not hold you to your promise, be it un- welcome,b ut oh, in kindness, let me come!” “What can he mean?” she mur- mured, as she read it. “He almost took me at my word. Ah, Travis Meredith, little do you know what this night holds in store for you!” “Come. You will be welcome.” “These were the words which he thought opened the gates of heaven. They were, in fact, the “open sesame” to purgatory! As the curtain descended on the third act a bunch of pure white roses fell at her feet. These alone, of all which the stage was covered, she stooped and pressed for one moment to her lips, as again the azure-tinted eyes swept their glance of deliriem into the passionate, eager face of tho donor. It was the last scene. In all her fad- ing loveliness Camille came forth to die. Never had her acting been more wonderful. So pale, so frail she looked that those who watched her held their very breath. They little recked tbat they were looking their last upon che} goddess of the hour; that in the next few minutes was to be simulated a piece of acting which was the -begin- ning of that real part in life, and which they should dream was nature. Never again should she appear upon the stage. This she had determined. Some excuse must then be made for her withdrawal. As the impulse (in the play) seizes her to rise, look in the glass, and see the change weakness and disease has made in the once beautiful face, she staggers to her feet, and, clutching at the various articles in the room, at last reaches the mirror. Long and earnestly she looked into its depths—so long, so earnestly, that the audience grew conscious some- thing was wrong—so long, so earnest- ly, that the prompter repeats her cue so loudly that those sitting in the front row catch the words—so long so earnestly, that Travis Meredith’s eyes, watching her every movement, grow wild with terror; then, as the silence grows until it presses on each heart, she totters, and with a moan, a faint scream (not in the play), sinks where she stands. In a moment the curtain is rung down, and from mouth -to mouth the whisper flies that never again will be seen so superb a piece of acting, since true illness was its in- spiration. In an instant a maid was by the senseless form, but almost as quickly a man had leaped upon the stage. It was the young surgeon, Dr. Rich- ard Hayes. He it was who, lifting her in his strong arms, bore her to ler)’ dressing room and laid her on a couch. Then he held the beautiful bare wrist for a full minute in his professional touch, while a perplexed frown crossed his brow. ul Was he drunk with her loveliness? Another minute he counted the health- ful, regular pulse, which all his expe- rience could not reconcile to that long, death-like swoon. The theater was lgng deserted ere the violet eyes opened bewilderingly; the red lips quivered, a low sigh trem- bled on the air, and Barbara Bretton awoke once more to consciousness. A shade of disappointment crossed her face, not unnoticed by the man watch- ing. ‘He is not here! Can he have ,;one with the rest?” No! Confidence crept back as ihe long lashes wearily swept the lily cheeks, and she heard a low knock upon the door without. Beckoning Marie, she whispered one word in the maid’s ear. answered, a dark look grew in the eyes of the man bent on her face, as eomething of that whispered colloquy in the hall without reached him, and the disengaged hand clinched itself as he recognized one speaker's tone. He could scarcely have kept back mut terod curses had the full import of their words been made known to him. (To Be Continued.) A Name for the Ranch. Thrée young men who had gone ‘West to make their fortune in cattle raising wrote home to their father for the suggestion of a suitable name to giye their ranch. The reply, “Facus,” did not seem especially appropriate until the explanation was forthcoming, “Isn’t it the place where the sozs raise meat?”—New York Times. “But what is your real objection to polygamy?’ ‘insisted the argumenta- tive one. “Oh, give us a rest,” said the other. “Don't you know that a man can't serve two masters?”—Town Topics. Ere Marie’ CRISIS IN NORWAY. Ministers Stang and Konow Place Portfolios at Disposal of Premier. Norway has a cabinet crisis. Min- isters Stang and Konow have placed their portfolios at the disposal of Pre- mier Blehr. They desired to retire last March, owing to a difference of opinion with the majority of the cab- inet on the proposed settlement of the consular question, but were prevailed upon to remain until the ministry had formally acted upon the report of the joint commission. A report has it that Hr. Arctander will receive one of the vacant port- folios, and the report meets with gen- eral approval, as it is conceded that he will strengthen the government. Dr. Siguard Ibsen is reported to have declared that he would resign from the cabinet if Mr. Stang re- mained. It was thus fortunate that Mr. Stang retired, as to choose him instead of Dr. Ibsen would be to dis- ‘credit the latter’s work for the solu- tion of the consular question and to discontinue the pending negotiations on that question. IMMIGRATION IS FORCED. Hard Conditions in Norway Leave the Poor No. Choice. Herr Christopher Gierloff, associate editor of Orebladet, Christiania, Nor- way, has lately arrived in New York. The object of his trip to this country is to study immigration and labor conditions here. He intends to come West and fully inform himself as to the condition of the Norwegians re- siding there, in the cities as well as in the rural districts. In reply to a ques- tion as to whether there was any hope | of stopping the emigration from Nor- way, Herr Gierloff said that for the moment he considered the emigration warranted, as the conditions: were des- perate all over Norway among all classes, and that one was not obiiged to dle of hunger for the sake of pa- triotism. He added: “We must teach the people to make full use of the re- sources of the country, of which there are many, and then the emigration will stop of itself.” RUSSIANIZING FINLAND. Swedish Language to Be Excluded From All Schools. The Swedish language, which has been used to a great extent in Fin- land, it is reported, is to be prohibited in all Finnish schools after 1904. In the four lowest classes the languages taught will be Finnish and Russian, ‘and in the fifth and other upper class- ‘es only Russian. The banishments continue in Fin- Jand. The latest victims are Carlo Brofeldt and Editor Pekka Brofeldt, brothers of the author Juhani Aho; also Editor E. Erko. All three are authors of prominence and ability. WOODEN SHOE TRUST. Will Close All Factories but One in Denmark. A trust has been formed to control the production of wooden shoes in Denmark. There are fifteen or six- teen factories now, and a reduction in the manufacture of wooden shoes is therefore necessary. It is assumed that only one large factory will con- tinue in operation, probably the one at Kjoge. LONG-LIVED UNION. Copenhagen Carpenters Will Celebrate 350 Years of Existence. The Copenhagen carpenters’ union will celebrate its 350-year jubilee in a few days. The secretaries of the in- dustrial society and carpenters’ union are preparing a memorial giving a history of the Union from its institu- tion to the present time. Antartic Relief Expedition. Capt. Olof Gylden has been selected by the Swedish government to lead the Antartic Nordenskjold relief ex- pedition. He will visit Christiania, Tonsberg, Sandefjord, Lauvik and other places to look for a_ suitabie ship for the expedition. An appropri- ation of 200,000 crowns has been granted by the riksdag for the expense of the expedition. Looks Bad for Danish Radicals. Minister of War Stang and Minis- iter of Agriculture Konow, both mem- ers of the Radical party, have re- igned at Christiania. Three other embers of the cabinet belong to the lsame party, and the split is regarded as a sure sign that the Radicals will suffer defeat at the coming election. mee SMES Thorwaldsen I!lustrated. Sigurd Friers’ work on Thorwald- sen has been placed on the market by the Pio publishing house in Copen- hagen. It contains ninety-four por- traits of the great sculptor, fifty re- productions of his art and twenty-four other illustrations. It is considered one of the most complete biographies on the subject. Shakespeare at Elsinore. It is proposed to raise a Shake- speare monument at Helsingfor (Elsi- nore), Denmark, the reputed home of Hamlet. Several of the leading men in Denmark and the foremost men in Helsingfor are behind the movement. Louis Haselbriis, the Danish sculptor, whose studio is in Rome, has made a model for the proposed statue. The figure is seated in a chair with a man- uscript on the knee and a pen in the hand. The pedestal shows the Danish and English arms, and between them flying gulls over a laurel wreath. a In Far Northland. Daring Mountain Climbers. . Mexico’s next highest peake, Ixtacci- buatl, forty miles from the capital, was successfully ascended by Gustav Thor- kildhen, a Norwegian engineer, and a German companion. There were two other men in the party, and a number of Indian guides, but only two reached the top, over 15,000 feet above the sea. Mexican, Norwegian and Ger- man flags were planted on the highest point. The daring deed was exten- sively exploited in the Mexican pa- pers. March of the Lemmings. The Gellivare and Kiiruna districts In Northern Sweden are witnessing the march of the lemmings (lemlar). This peculiar little rodent, found in the mountains of Sweden and Norway in certain years. Gathers in great multitudes and starts to march, straight as the crow flies, not turn- ing out for any obstacle. These ani- mals keep moving over mountain and river until they reach the sea, where survivors finally disappear. A Grieg Fund. One of the features of the Grieg cel- ebration in Bergen recently was the presentation of a fund raised by his friends in all parts of the world. The list in Bavaria brought 10,000 kroner, and Henry Henrichsen of the well- known publishing house of C. F. Pe- ters, Leipsic, subscribed 5,000 marks. The interest from the fund is to be for personal use of Mr. Grieg during his lifetime, and may be disposed of as he sees fit in his will. Dynamiting Seals. The experiment of killing seals (Russekobben) with dynamite was re- cently tried at Honuingsvaag, Norway, a kilo of dynamite being exploded by electricity as a drove of seals were passing, and twelve animals were afterwards found. The experiment was considered high] ysuccessful, and this method will probably be followed on ar extensive scale. ‘The King Opens a Harbor. The new harbor improvements at Malmo, Sweden, were formally opened on May 30 in the presence of King Oscar and a distinguished party. Pres- ident Wiren of the harbor commission turned the works over to the city, rep- resented by Dr. Herslow, chairman of the city council, after which the king declared the harbor, opened. Like the Rough Riders. After experimenting with khaki, the Swedish government is preparing to dress the army with that serviceable material. The artillery will be the first to be uniformed in khaki and the style will be much like that worn by the United States soldiers. The uni- form even includes a big blue handker- chief for the neck. Canneries Merge. An English-Norwegian syndicate, or- ganized by Consul Fred Wattne has secured control of the four leading canneries in Stewanger, Norway. These works now employ 800 men, but it is understood that they will be largely increased, likewise the output. Negotiations have been pending for eighteen months. Possible War Minister. It is reported in military circles that Maj. Gen. S. G. Geijer, artillery inspec- tor and chief for the ordnance, will succeed Minister Crusebjorn as min- ister of war. Wilhelm Off for Norway. Emperor William is preparing for his annual cruise through the Norwe- gian waters, but his plans for this year are more extensive than ever, as he plans to remain in Norway for about two months. POINTERS FROM OVER THE POND. During the first week in May 1,019 Norwegians emigrated to America. J. H. Hook, former sea captain, has been appointed by Denmark consul at Halmstead, Sweden. Carl A. Lindhagen has been ap- pointed mayor of Stockholm He was porn and raised in the city, and is forty-three years old. King Oscar has conferred upon Mr. C. H. Hauge, secretary to the Swedish legation, Washington, D. C., the in- signia of the Order, of the North Star. An automobile club, with thirty members, has been organized in Stock- holm. Prof. Hjalmar Sjogren has been elected chairman. The Finnish senate has ordered that beginning with next year’s term the Finnish language be substituted for the Swedish at the lyceum ai St. Michael. Wismar, Germany, will arrange for a great celebration on the occasion of its reunion with the German empire, on Aug. 19, when Sweden, according to report, is to release its claim upon the city. Prince Julius, brother to King Chris- tian of Denmark, died at Itsehoe re- cently. He was born in Goftorp in the year 1824. In 1883 he entered a mor- ganic marriage with one Elizabeth of Ziegsar, to whom the king gave the title of countess of Roest. . On the queen’s birthday King Oscar of Sweden donated 10,000 crowns to SUMMER EXCURSIONS Via Grand Trunk Railway System. BOSTON —Single fare. Going dates June 25, 26 and 27. Return limit Au- gust Ist, 1903. - BOSTON—Single fare plus $2. Go- ing dates July 1st to 5th inclusive. Return limit September 1st, 1903. TORONTO—Single fare plus $2. Go- ing dates June 29th and 30th. Return limit July 8th, 1903. SARATOGA — Single fare. Going dates July 5th and 6th. Return iimit July 20th, 1903. DETROIT—Single fare. Going dates July 15th and 16th. Return limit Au- gust 15th, 1903. For further particulars address Geo. W. Vaux, A. G. P. & T. A., Excursion Dept., Chicago, Ill. ~ Her Ruse. Mother—You say your husband no longer spends his evenings at the club? Daughter—I soon broke him of that. Mother—How did you manage? Daughter—Before going to bed I put two easy chairs close together by the fire, and then held a match to a cigar until the room got a faint odor of smoke.—New York Weékly. PATENTS. List of Patents Issued Last Week to Northwestern Inventors. George Briggs, Fargo, N. D., bundle loader; William Haussermann, Crooks- ton, Minn., candlestick; Frank Pohl, St. Cloud, Minn., job printing press; Charles Sawyer, Minneapolis, Minn., wheel scraper; Edwin Staude, Minne- apolis, Minn., pasting and folding ma- chine for box blanks; Max Toltz, St. Paul, Minn., gas distributing system; Henry Weisinger, Duluth, Minn., bear- ing sleeve for expansion pipe joint; ing sleeve for expansion pipe joint. Lothrop & Johnson, patent lawyers, 91} and 912 Pioneer Press Bldg., St. Paul. Cholly’s Repartee. “Cholly is so clevah at wepartee!” exclaimed Clarence. “Isn’t he?” said Reginald. his latest?” “A gweat, howwid bwute said to him, ‘You are the biggest fool in this state,’ and Cholly answered wight off, ‘T don’t agwee with you.’ ”—Cincinnati Commercial Tribune. “What's Hall’s Catarrh Cure Is a constitutional cure. Price, SS THREE DAYS IN PARIS. 75c. How to See Enough in That Time to Last Thirty Years. I took a friend to Paris once for tkree days. She had never been there before and she did not know when she might go again, and she had only three days. “Fou will see more in three days than you will forget in thirty years, ‘f you leave it to me,” said I. ‘We went, and I fully proved my case. The first night we went to the Theater Francaise and the next night to another theater, and the third we gave to a dinner party. Instead of trying to see all the pictures in the Louvre, I took her to see my favorites among the Titians, Valesquez and Mu- rilios. We did not waste time in look- ing at miles and miles of “stone gals,” tut worshiped at the shrines of the Venus of Milo and the Winged Victory. We gazed with awe into Napoleon’s tomb and let the little old man at the door of Notre Dame swish us with holy water. We jogged along the quays and bought old books for twice their value; we walked in the shadow ef the walls of Sarbonne. We drove in the Bois, and we lunched and dined at restaurants that the tourist knows rot of. At the end of the third day we went back to London. “Was it not worth while to have spent three days in Paris?” I asked. “I feel equal to writing a book on tbe manners and customs of the Pari- sians,” was the reply.—Jeanette Gil- de in Booklovers’ Magazine. ———<—______ BRAIN BUILDING, How to Feed Nervous Cases. Hysteria sometimes leads to insan- ity, and should be treated through feeding the brain and nerves upon sci- entifically selected food that restores the lost delicate gray matter. Proof of the power of the brain food Grape- Nuts is remarkably strong. “About eight years ago when work- ing very hard as a court stenographer I collapsed physically and then nery- ously and was taken to the State Hos- pital for the insane at Lincoln, Neb., a raving maniac. “They had to keep me in a strait- jacket, and I was kept in the worst ward for three months. I was finally dismissed in the following May, put did no brain work for years until last fall, when I was persualded to take the testimony in two cases. One of these was a murder case, and the strain « upon my nervous system was so great % that I would have broken down again except for the strength I had built up by the use of Grape-Nuts. When I Sige to feel the pressure of the work my brain and nerves I simply in- ° creased the amount of Gra and used the food more Penlanty ee te “I now feel like my old self again and am healthy and happy. I am sure that if I had known of Grape-Nuts when I had my trouble eight years ago I would never have collapsed and this dark spot in my life would never have happened. Grape-Nuts’ power as a brain food is simply wonderful, and 1 do not believe any stomach is so weak that it cannot digest this wonderful food. I feel a delicacy about having my name appear in public, but if you ; think it would help any poor sufferer you can use it.” Name given by Pos- the Sofia home, which was founded py the queen. The queen also re- ceived 25,000 crowns from a eprson who desired his name withheld, to be tum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. There are desserts and desserts, Th. delicious, health-giving kind are told about in the little receipt book found in each package of Grape-Nuts. — =