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Women whoare tronvled with painful or irregular menstruation, backache, bloating (or flatulence), leucorrhoa, falling, inflammation or ulceration of the ute ovarian troubles, that feeling, dizziness, indigestion, nervous pros- or the blues, should take im- cUR ration, mediate action to ward off the serious consequences and be restored to health and strength by taking Lydia E. Pink- inam’s Vegetable Compound. Anyway, write to Mrs. Pinkham, Lynn, Mass., for advice. It’s free and always helpful, The New Girl. Dolly was out for a walk and met an old friend of her father. “And how old: are you, little one?” asked the old gentleman. But Dolly was indignant. “fm harfély old at. all; I'm nearly new,” she answered, tossing her head. Chicago Journal. Mrs. Winslow's Soothing Syrup. For children teething, softens the gums, reduces fn- fummation, allays pain, cures wind colic. ' 25¢a bottle. In Boston, “Give me some whisky,” said the yuan who had rushed headlong into the room. “I want it bad.” “Do you desire it bad or badly, sir?” inquired the gentlemaniy bartender, with emphas The decided that he wanted it badly le Courier Journal. Would Know Better. “A ma that he in the “Yes, when he 0 MORE. HEADACHE GENERAL WEAKNESS AND FEVER DISAPPEAR TOO. N un never should tell a story would be ashamed to repeat sence of his wife.” but suppose she was along baabicriey dorsi the fish?” How a Woman Was Freed from Troubles That Had Made Lifo Wretched for Many Years, The immediate causes of headaches but most of them come from poor » poisoned blood. In anwmia the blood ‘auty or thin; the nerves are imper- y nourished and pain is the way in which they express their weakness, In colds the blood absorbs poison from the nuicous surfaces, and the poison irritates th» nerves and produces pain. In rheu- matisn, malaria and the grip, the poison in the blood produces lile discomfort. In indigestion the gases from the impure matter kept im the system affect the blood in the same way. The ordinary headache-cures at best give only temporary relief. They deaden the pain but do not drive the poison out of the blood. Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills on the contrary thoroughly renew the od and the pain disappears perma- Women in particular have found pills an unfailing relief in head- aches caused by ansemia, Miss Stella Blocker recently said: **Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills did me a great deal of good. Ihad headache nearly all the time. After I had taken three boxes of these pills I became entirely well.” “How long had you suffered ?”’ she asked. «Wor several years. I can’t teil the date when my illness began for it ne ou by slow degrees. I had been going down hill for many years.” “Did you have any other ailments?” «Twas very weak and sometimes Thad fever. My liver and kidneys were af- fected as well as my head.’’ “How did you come to take the rem- edy that cured you?” “‘f saw in a southern newspaper a statement of some person who was cured of alike trouble by Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills. My physician hadun’t done me any good, so IT bought a box of these pills. After I had taken one box I felt so mach better that I kept on until I became en- tirely well.” Miss Blocker’s home is at Leander, Louisiana, Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills are sold by all druggists. Besides headache they cure neuralgia, sciatica, nervous prostration, partial paralysis and rhs CHAPTER XX—(Continued.) “He will turn in surprise when he hears the clang of the closing door, and the clash of the imprisoning bolts. But he will not escape. He may live in that dungeon a week ere he dies ef starvation; for fresh air will reach him from a crevice between the’ top of the stone door and the roof of the passage it blocks. In the meantime you will be in my power. The life of Clarence Darrell will depend upon you. If, while a terrible death is slow- ly gnawing at his vitals in that dun- geon—amid the decaying bones of men long changed to skeletons—you do not consent to be my legal wife, he shall become the last skeleton there!” “Heaven aid thee, unfortunate Clar- ence!” moaned Helen. “Listen,” continued the inexorable sorcerer. “And if he dies in that dun- geon you—you, proud girl—you shall wish that you had consented to be my legal wife—for mine you shall be by force if not by law!” Having uttered this ferocious men- ace, the sorcerer wrote something upon a leaf he tore from his tablet book, | lighted a candle by the flame of the lamp‘and entered that passage which led to the ancient dungeon. The fragrant oil in the lamp gave forth a delicious and intoxicating per- fume as it burned, and this spicy per- fume nearly filled the cave. But the perfume did not reach the nostrils of the owner of the eyes peer- ing in from the pitchy darkness of that passage which led to the outer cave. Heien was still powerless, and in the same helpless attitude in which she had sunk down, unable to raise even her head, but perfectly conscious; indeed her hearing was so sharpened by the effects of the subtle and fra- grant gas that the voice of the sorcer- er, while he addressed her, though he spoke not very loud, had sounded in her ears as if he were shouting all that he said. Scarcely a minute had elapsed after he withdrew into the dungeon passage ere Helen heard a grating, rasping sound from that direction—a’ Rarsh and grinding noise. She knew then that the sorcerer was blocking that passage with the stone door of which he had spoken. The grinding sound’ of the stone door, as the sorcerer forced it across the dungeon passage, must have reach- ed the ears of the owner of the un- seen eyes in the outer cave passage, and doubtless gave that person cour- age to throw a loud whisper into the cave in these words: “Courage, lady! You have a friend near! Clarence Darrell shall escape from the durgeon. Courage and pa- tience!” The whispered words, far as the speaker was from the helpless girl, reached Helen’s ears with surprising distinctness. A thrill of joy danced through ker veins. She strove to lift her head, but she could not. So long as she inhaled the perfumed gas from the flame of the lamp—a gas heavier than air, till it became diluted by expansion—she remained powerless in muscle under its inflyence. “t have a friend near! Thank God! who has ever been my friend and shield!” she said. ‘Yes, I will have courage and patience!” The unseen person in the outer cave passage heard Helen’s words. So did the scrcerer, just returning into the eave from the dungeon passages But he had not heard the whispered words of the unseen, and said, sneer- ingly, as he approached his intended vietini: “Pray that Clarence Darrell have the same, poor fool!” may CHAPTER XxXI. The Snares of the Sorcerer. With this sneer, the sorcerer drew searer to Helen, adding: “[ have cut off yo: r darling’s escape in this direction. I shall see him as ae enters the dungeon and make sure to cut off his escape on that side. Now, Helen Beauclair, you are to go hence with me. I have a secure place in which to keep you at Dun Aengus for a time. Your lover is keen and ob- servant, but though he was here at Dun Aergus with me for several days, three years ago, he did not discover all its secrets; this passage behind the slab, for instance, which leads to a deep excavation beneath the building, near that well shaft in which he thinks my body lies dead; and the two cells in the north wing—the stone tower that was—of the old barracks. To those cells I am now going to take you. In a few hours only you and I and Clarence Darrell will be at Dun Aengus ruins. I make every move- ment deliberately. Your lover is away. He will not return for two hours yet. Wilford Osred, the sailors and Neil/Bashfort are dead. Lord Gen- lis and Bashfort’s wife are asleep in your former prison. Come,” he added, taking a vial and a small Piece of sponge from his bosom; “it is time for us to depart.” He saturated the sponge with liquid from the vial. Helen, unable, fo move, but able to gee, watched his movements with ter- rible alarm in her heart. The Sorcerer _ of St. Giles By PROF. WILLIAM H. PECK. OS ST REARS SRE elt Pil i a ERA SE RAS ARR OP AR ER a “As soon as you cease to inhale this perfume of the lamp—-against which I have taken a perfect antidote—you will be able to struggle and scream. To guard agdinst that, I make you to- tally insensible with this," said the diabolical villain. And as he uttered the last words he held the saturated sponge close to Helen’s nostrils. She gasped for breath for a mo- ment, and then was lifeless, in appear- ance. ‘The sorcerer then took a_ stout blanket from her couch, spread it out upon the rocky floor, lifted the insen- sible girl and placed her upon the blanket. The latter he folded about ner, making it fast with bandages which he tore from a sheet, and under Helen’s head he tied a _ pillow—in brief, he swathed her up in most mum- my-like style. This done, he got down upon his hands and knees, and crawling back- ward, slowly and carefully, even ten- derly drew her in befiind the leaning slab, having her head toward him. There was in this scene something so terrific, something so terribly like the movements of some foul beast of prey—some gigantic and carniverous reptile, as it bears away into its lair its helpless victim—that great drops of sweat of horror fell from the brow of the owner of those unseen eyes concealed in the outer-cave passage. There was, indeed, no other way than this by which Sosia could get Helen’s unconscious body from the cave withovt lacerating her tender flesh—for until he arrived with her at that excavation near the well shaft, the passage was narrow, winding and all rock. The strong blanket protected her body, and the pillow her head, from the rough edges and corners of the passage. After entering the excavation. he was able to lift her in his arms, and thus he carried her into a cellar, and from tbat cellar up a flight of stairs, which communicated with the yard be- tween the building and the interior wall of the three which encircled the ruins. Having the key of the main door of the building, Sosia boldly but noise- lessly entered the building by that en- trance, and ascended with his unre- sisting burden to the second floor. Finally the carried the unconscious girl into a small room, whose wall on one side appeared to be a solid mason- ry of stone. This wall was part of what had once been a stone tower; and viewed from the outside this tower appeared to be a mere mass of ruins which had crumbled down. The present building had been built against these ruins, the outer wall of the tower now being one of the walls of the room where Sosia paused, and gently placed his living but insensible burden upon the floor. Before he left the interior cave he had fastened a piece of lighted can- dle to a coarse cap which he wore, and this light was’still burning. Having placed Helen upon the floor, he drew a slender key from his bosom, and inserted its wards in what appear- ed to be only a small crevice where the mortar or cement had fallen away from between two of the square stones of which the tower wall was built. The shank of the key which he used was long and slender, not more than a quarter of an inch in diameter, and disappeared into the crevice until only the ring remained visible. Sosia wrenched upon the leverage of this ring, and immediately after drew out a block of the wall. Inserting his whole hand into the opening thus made, he pressed upon a hiddén spring, and instantly a portion of the wall, two feet wide and four feet high, moved tenderly and onise- lessly back a few inches. A firm pres- sure of his hand now caused this space to swing from him upon oiled hinges. like a door, and revealed a small cell beyond. This cell communicated with a larger cell. Sosia soon entered the larger cell, and placed Helen “upon a small cot that stood in it. But for the light of the candle in Sosia’s cap the place would have been as dark as the ancient dungeon below. Sosia intended to keer his captive here only a few hours—that is, until Clarence Darrell should be secured in the ancient dungeon, and the other two, Lord Genlis and Martha, cared for by his future acts. The other cell had been his own hiding place ever since the first pros- tration of the Osreds. Sufficient air, but very little light of day, reached both cells through the crevices of the ruins, which formed now the only ceilings or roofs of these secret places. The sorcerer had originally discov- ered the existence and manner of en- trance to these cells by means of an ancient chart of the ruins, which he had found three years before at Kil- ronan. He had never shown this chart to Clarence Darrell, and therefore the latter was far less acquainted with the mysteries of Dun Aengus than Sosia. Having placed Helen upon the cot in the second cell, Sosia relieved her body of its bandages and the blanket wrappings, and leaving a lamp burn- ing on a small stone shelf, departed closing ‘the entrance to the cells. — “Now, then,” thought he, “I will take a peep at the two in the south tower room—though, of course, they must be as I left them two or three hours ago.” It was not long ere he was at the ragged hole, across which he had placed the blanket. The latter he re- moved with less regard to noiseless- ness than he had used in placing it there, and peered down into the room below. Lord Genlis was still asleep, Martha was also where crouched. The pastilles had ceased to burn very soon after Sosia had tossed them into the room, for they were not of a composition to remain long uncon- sumed when once aflame. A small dark and scorched spot re- mained where each had burned away. Their smoke and gas had dissipated into the air of the room, or gradually escaped through the curtained and shattered window. “Ho!” said Sosia, and not even in a very low voice, for he had no fear of the deadened ears below, “you sleep well down there! Well, sleep—but I shall take good care that you do not wake too soon.” Having said this he cast three more of his pastilles into the room; and in- stead of going away immediately, as, he did before, he waited and watched. Suddenly Martha sprang to her feet, as if some pungent odor had just aroused her from a sleep not far from complete awakening, 1nd brandished her hands wildly in the air, rolling her eyes fearfully and gasping as if to scream. The next instant ‘she fell heavily, but the noise of her fall did not arouse Lord Genlis. “So!” muttered the sorcerer, as he gazed down through the smoke, of the pastilles at the now motionless form of Martha, “the effect of the oth- er pastilles had nearly passed from the brain of the woman. It is well that I renewed and increased the dose. She would soon have been awake, and might have given me trouble. I do not wish to make an end of her yet. I shall need her to wait on my future bride. Ha! ha! to wait upon me and my future bride for a few days—for a few days only!” He then left the place; nor did he leave the blanket, for he suspected that Clarence, Darrell would not fail to look in upon those in the room ere descending to rescue Helen. Having hidden the blanket in a clos- et, the sorcerer now proceeded to the door of the main entrance, unlocked it, and left it as Clarence had left it. He. then retired into the grim dark- ness of the building to await the re- turn of Helen's lover. He was quite confident that Clar- ence would return alone to Dun Aen- gus, for so great was the superstition of the villagers of Kilronan that, when Sosia and Clarence were there, t&ree years before, not one of the peasants or fishermen of the place could be persuaded or bribed to accompany Sosia to Dun Aengus even in broad daylight. “The ruins and the cliff are haunt- ed,” the peasants had said, “and ill luck always speedily befalls all who visit the place. If there were a hun- dred of us, and we went in a body to Dun Aengus, bad luck would be the luck of every one of us before the week’s end.” Therefore the sorcerer now had no fear that any one would: accompany Clarence on his return. Clarence did not return alone, and it was about half an hour before dawn when he entered the building by the unlocked door. His journey to Kilronan had been successful, though tedious; for it was not until much cautious looking about, and wandering here and there among the scattered houses of the village, that he was at last able to recognize that in which used to live the old fish- erman whose life he had saved three years before. (To Be Continued.) and she had It Didn’t Worry Him. Mrs. C. ome morning last week thought she smelled gas. Bravery came to her mysteriously and she crept down stairs to investigate. Af- ter smelling about for seme minutes, she rushed upstairs, called Mr. C., then shook him, and at last aroused him. Then this was heard: “John, there’s a leak in the gas pipe in the kitchen. We’ll all die if it is not fixed.” @ Leaks had been heard of before, and Mr. C. sleepily asked: “Is it a-leaking much now?” “Not much!” screamei his wife, and then, as Mr. C. turned over, this sooth- ing advice was given: Put a bucket under ‘t and come to bod.”—Birmingham (Eng.) Post. Eagle Caught by a Dog. A remarkable capture of an eagle by a dog near Romans was reported here. The dog belonged to a farmer named Angelin Descombes ,at the village of Chatuzandes. The .eagle . swooped down on the dog to carry it off, but the animal, on feeling the bird’s claws in its back, turned sharply and bit the eagle’s claws. The bird rolled over on the ground and the dog imme- diately pounced on it and held it down until the arrival of his master, who captured the bird alive. From wing point to wing point the eagle measured four feet nine inches. London Express. s Bachelor Is Sarcastic. “Jc is true,” said Rev. Goodiey, “that women are more regular and devout attendants at church than the men.” “So they should be,” replied the sav- age bacheior, “if they have any grati- ‘tude. The church aids and abets them in committing matrimony.” PR Journal. } but Tidbits of News ~ for > Jcandinayians ROYAL PROPERTY IN NORWAY. Castle and Royal Seat at Bygdoe Be- long, to State. Although the Bernadotte family has occupied the throne of Norway for nearly ninety years, its possessions in Norway are singularly small. Morgen- bladet of Christiania, in replying to insinuations from Swedish sources that Norway would deprive King Oscar of his property in Norway, gives an in- ventory of his holdings. The castle in Christiania, the villa known as Oscar- shal and the royal estate on Bygdoe belong to the state, so King Oscar loses nothing in that direction except the pleasure of occupying them on rare occasions. He does own, however, ad- jacent to the Bygdoe estate, six villas, some old buildings such.as the stave church from Gol, together with Hen- sengen and Stromsborg works. Fur- thermore there are some works of art at the castle and Oscarshal and some personal belongings. Criticism is made because the castle has been de- prived of several gifts presented to the king with the expectation that they would remain in Norway and also of the portrait of Kaiser Wilhelm in the uniform of a Norwegian admiral, which was taken to Stockholm last year after having been hung fourteen years at the castle. Since the separation King Oscar ex- pressed a desire to possess the royal standards which were flown from Christiania castle, Oscarshal and Villa Victoria on Bygdoe, which request was promptly complied with. The flag at Oscarshal bears the name of his fa- ther, Oscar I., and is hence deeply cherished. NOT ALLOWED TO PLAY. , Musical Prodigies From Denmark: Bar- red From Vaudeville. Two bright-eyed little boys from Copenhagen, Denmark, who are musi- cal wonders and who have played be- fore many of the crowned heads of Europe, have been refused permission by the New York Children’s society to appear in vaudeville. The boys were Oresta and Scandeo Tognarelly, ten and eleven years old, who are looked upon in Denmark as wonders. “King Oscar gave us an audience,” said ten-year-old Oresta, “and we played to the sweet old king the best we knew how. In Kiel we played to Emperor William of Germany. In England we were commanded to play before King Edward, and afterward went through the bigger cities. Only in America are we told that we are not free to play in public and earn a living. “But we are getting on to American ways. We are going to our rooms at 129 Waverly place and practice on ‘Tammany.’ After we have played that to Mayor McClellan, perhaps we can get a license.” FISH TELEPHONE, Device for Hearing Noises Made by Deep-Sea Creatures, A Norwegian electrician has invent- ed a telephone by which the noise made by fish in the depths of the sea can be heard. The instrument consists of a microphone in a hermetically sealed steel box. It is connected with a telephone on shipboard by electric wires, each sound in the water being intensified by the microphone. The in- ventor asserts that with its aid the presence of fish, and approximately their number and kind, ban be recog- nized. When herrings or smaller fish are encountered in large numbers they make a whistling noise, and the sound made by codfish is more like howling. If they come near the sub- marine telephone, their motion can be distinguished. The flow of water through the gills produces a noise similar to the labored breathing of a quadrupend and the motion of the fins produces a dull, rolling sound. ‘Pastor Opposed Recognition. Rev. Josef Rosenius, in a sermon at Oscar’s church, Stockholm, touched on the dissolution of the union. He did not want Sweden to recognize Nor- way'’s action at once. On the other hand, no compulsion should be used, as an offensive warfare was a relic of barbarism. Sweden had a right, “however, to-defend itself from: attack, and hence it was not only desirable, even necessary that Sweden should prepare itself for eventualities of whatever character. ¢ Huge Eel Captured. Uddevalla, Sweden, has recently se- cured the largest sea eel ever seen on the west coast of Sweden.” It was taken by Olle Johansson of Gunnarby in Gullmars fjord, near Cederslund: The giant eel was over six. long, over two feet in circumference, and weighed about seventy pounds. It is believed that this eel is the object which has given rise to the numerous sea-serpent stories it Gullmars fjord and on Borno. oT MADE ByTHE ‘TRUST CALUMET is the only HIGH GRADE POWDER offered to the consumer at a Moderate Price It should not be confused with the cheap, low grade powders on the one hand, nor the high priced trust powders on the other. What She'd Do. “What will I do if my bathing suit should happen to shrink?’ “Tf it shrinks any smaller than it is now you'll probably be arrested.”"— Dr, David Kennedy's Favorite Remedy, the Great Kidney and Liver Cure. World Famous. Write Dr Kennedy's Sons, Rondout, N. ¥., for free sample bottle Sad Reading for England. Watchers from afar sorrow that the Mother of Parliaments should have sunk to the level of pothouse brawls. The house of commons has for years past been steadily losing its hold up- on the national esteem. Such scenes as that reported by Reuter will rap- idly hasten its decline from its once lofty estate. We wonder whether the far-reaching effect of such pitiful ebul- litions is fully realized in England —- India (Bombay) Times. His Legacy. “Johnson is playing in great luck since he won that will suit and in- herits his-dead rich uncle’s property. Iam glad of it. He is a good fellow, and was as poor as Job’s turkey.” “Yes, but the poor devils poorer than ever now.” “You don’t tell me! not squandered his ready?” “No; he came out in the hole for at- torneys’ fees.” He surely has inheritance al- Supplying the Demand, First Composer—Well, old boy, you look happy. What have you been do- ing—writing a wedding march? Second Composer—No, there are wedding marches enough already. I've got a brand-new idea. “What's that?” “I'm composing a divorce march.”— Translated for Tales From Meggen- dorfer Blatter. ME TOO The “Tail Enders” That Follow Gen- uine Articles. It is sometimes interesting to watch the curves imitators make to get the public to buy imitations of genuine goods. Every now and then some one will think there is a splendid opening to fix up something like Postum Coffee and advertise the same way and talie some of the business. An imitator is naturally ignorant of food values and _ how to. skillfully make a cereal coffee, on scientific lines. Such men first think of preparing something that looks and tastes like the original, with no knowledge of how the grains should be treated to prepare them so that the starchy part is transformed properly and the val- uable nourishing elements made di- gestible. Such imitations may be foisted on the public for a short time, but the people are critical and soon detect the attempt, then the imitators go out of business. Something like 400 of these little factories have been started in various parts of this country in the past 9 years, and practically all of them have gone the “long journey.” Just lately a new one has come to life and evi- a@ently hopes to insert itself in public favor by copying the style of the Post- um advertising in the papers. This is a free country and every man whq makes an honest product and honestly labels it has reason for some recognition, but the public has the right to know the facts. Postum is the ene original and gen- uine Cereal Coffee, made skillfully and for @ definite purpose. It has stodd through all the wars of the im- itators, has won the approval of the Physicians and the people. People who really seek to free themselves from the coffee habit and at the same time to rebuild the soft grey matter in the nerve centers, and thus reconstruct the nervous system, — broken down by coffee, can rely on Postum. “There's a reason. ’ 4 4, x | \ 4 | | ; 2 4 | . | “ | | aaa | ‘ * } | | j cl | y et - | iu oe