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AMERICA'S BRIGHTEST WOMA Mary E. Lease Feels It Her Duty to Recommend Doan’s Kidney Pills. Mary I. Lease, formerly political leader and orator of Kansas, now au- thor and leeturer—the only ; woman ever voted on for United States Sen- ator, writes: Dear Sirs: As many of my friends have used Doan’s Kidney Pills and have been cured of blad- der and kidney troubles, | feel it my duty to recommend the medicine to those who suf- fer from such diseases. From personal experience I thoroughly eQ- do} your remedy, and am glad of the opportunity for saying so. Yours truly, (Signed) MARY ELIZABETH LEASE. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y-. Sold by all dealers. Price, 50 cents per box, A Has-Been. Fogg—I heard a pretty compliment paid you the other day. Mrs. Passey—Indeed! what it w Fogg—I heard some one say how pretiy you used to be. M Passey—Used to be!’ Do you call that a compliment? I call it an obituary notice. f May I ask ee Taking in the Coin. “Talking about inventions,” said the pusiness man, “I have a little machine in my place that would make me a millionaire if I could only keep it go- ing all the time.” nat is it?” A cash register.” Threé Strikes—Out. A professor in a certain college was giving his students a lecture on “Scot- and the Scots.” “These hardy » he said, “think nothing of swim- across the Tay three times every morni before breakfast.” ddenly a burst of laughter eame om the center of the hall, and the professor, amazed at any one daring to interrupt him in the middle of his discourse, angrily asked the offender what he meant by such unruly con- duct, “{ was just thinking, sir,” replied the student who latighed, “how the poor Scots would get their clothes af- ter making the third trip across.” land A Battle of Wits. Tont Sheridan and his father had many a passage of wit. One night, as they we pping together, just when Tom expected to get into parliament, the latter remarked: ‘L think, father, that many men who are thought to be great patriots in the house of commons are great hum- bugs. For my own part, if I get into parliament [ will pledge myself to no party, but write upon my forehead, in legible characters ‘To be let.” And under that, Tom,” replied the +» Sheridan, “write ‘Unfurnished.’ Tom took the joke, but soon repaid it Mr. Sheridan, senior, had a cottage bordering on Hounslow Heath. Tom one , asked his father for a supply . , mey I have none,” was the re- ply “But money I must have,” said Tom. “If that be the case,” said the af- fectionate parent, “you will find a case of loaded pistols upstairs and a horse ready saddled in the stables. The ight is dark and you are within half a mile of Hounslow Heath.” “I understand what you mean,” said Tom, “but I tried that last night. I ily stopped Peake, your treas- urer, who told me that you had been beforehand with him, and had robbed him of every sixpence in the world.” HEART RIGHT When He Quit Coffee. Life Insurance Companies will not insure a man suffering from heart trouble. The reason is obvious. This is a serious matter to the hus- band or father who is solicitous for the future of his dear ones. Often the heart trouble is caused by an un- expected thing and can be corrected if taken in time and properly treated. A man in Colorado writes: “I was a great coffee drinker for many years, and was not aware of the injurious effects of the habit till I be- came a practical Mvalid, suffering trom heart trouble, indigestion and neryousness to an extent that made me wretchedly miserable myself and a nuisance to those who witnessed my sufferings. “{t continued to drink Coffee, how- ever, not suspecting that it was the cause of my ill-health, till, on applying for life insurance I was rejected on account of the trouble with,my heart. Then I became alarmed. I found that leaving off coffee helped me quickly, so I quit it altogether and having been attracted by the advertisements of Postum Food Coffee I began its use. “The change in my condition was remarkable, and it was net long till I was completely cured. All my ail- ments vanished. My digestion was completely restored, My nervousness disappeared, and, most important of all, my heart steadied down and be- came normal, and on a second exami- nation I was accepted by the life in- surance Co. Quitting Coffee and us- ing Postum worked the cure.” Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. There’s a reason, and it is explained in the little book, “The Roa@. te Well- ville,” in each pkg. . CHAPTER XXII.—Continued. He leaned forward a littue, hoping to be able to see an eye near that sliv- er of lath. But the sorcerer took very good care of his eyes now, and of his fingers also, for he held the sliver in such a way that even had another of those terribly unerring bullets flown through the hole, his fingers would not have been hurt. “Come,” said Clarence, with his keen and wary eyes 2n the. sliver, “what am. I to understand by that?” “Oh, he is where he was!” thought the sorcerer, and he moved the sliver slowly around until he knew that its point was toward the piece of paper on the wall, and then held the sliver steadily pointing in that direction. Clarence continued to watch the sliver as it moved; but when it moved no longer and remained motionless toward one place, he turned his gaze toward that at which it pointed. “Ah! a scrap of paper on the wall!” he exclaimed, and taking up his lamp from the floor he moved toward the spot. At the same instant the sliver glid- ed noiselessly from the hoie in the iron door and the eye of the sorcerer appeared there. Very vigilant this time, and ready to vanish like a phantom eye the in- stant Clarence should make the slight- est suspicious movement; very eager, too, in its vindictive exultation, to see how he should act. Clarence thrust his pistol into his belt, and when near enough to hte paper, took it from where a pin held it against the moist mold which cov- ered the wall deeply, and read what was written upon it. The iastant his eyes fell upon the writing he recognized it; the instant he recognized it ne read what was writing, his recognition and his»read- uttered a sharp ery of dismay, and faced about toward the iron door. The glance of his eyes upon the wirting, his recognition and his read- ing, his cry of dismay and his facng about, were five separate acts, and yel so rapidly done that the same in- stant saw them done as oae act. There were but two words written upon the paper—these: SOSIA LIVES. But these two words darted into the soul.of Clarence Darrell with a terror which the sight of a double-headed de- mon could not have excited in his res- olute brain. 4 His hair rose on end, his joints grew weak, his sinews trembled, his blood grew cold and thin, his face became of horror, dismay and . comprehension that the fate of Helen Eqauclair was sealed, he sank iu a swoon upon’ the floor of the dungeon. He did not fall at once, as a man fails under a sudden and tremendous blow on the head, but sank down slow- "ly, as one who would resist a sudden feebleness of muscle and joint, and without letting fall either the paper or the lamp. But fer a fe wmoments he lay upon the floor of the dungeon as if dead, in one hand tke paper with those terrible words, and in the other the lamp, its base upon the floor—for his last thought ere he became unconscious was: “On, God! let me have light!” The eye of the sorcerer glared in now securely through th ehoie in the iron door. It sparkled and flamed and dilatel and gleamed like the eye of a triumphant, rejoicing, r-morseless de- mon, as it was. “Superb! Grand! Delivious re venge!” screamed Sosia; clapping his hands on the other side of the door. “It is better than gold, better than dia- monds, better than the Lliss of love! Bravo! Ha! Clarence Darrell! Ray- mond, my son! Are you dead from joy there? No! You are all right again, my boy! Bravo!” Clarence was now struggling to his elbow ,his pale and dismayed face to- ward the iron door. The prostration that had overpowered him lasted but for a few moments, and he was fast coming to himself again. “Don't die yet, my dear boy!” screeched the sorcerer, in his shrill- est tone. ~osia lives! Fh? You do not doubt it now? Behold his eye! Shoot at it now, if you like. I'll swear not to dodge! Shoot! Bah! You could not hit even this door now, with that trembling hand! The one that clutch- es the paper, my son—try it! See my eye!—Zeno Sosia’s eye! ere is your darling Helen? Call for her over the stone door there Do! ‘She's in my power, my boy, and she’s to be my willing wife. Do you understand? My willing wife!” And here the sorcerer told over his ‘intentions, as he had told them to | Helen. } To all this Clarence made not a word of reply. He remained in a re- clining posture, his pale face rigid with dismay and despair, but with no sign of ¢.sire to ask mercy upen his noble features. He knew this demon (of a.sorcerer too well to expect mercy now. |. ue , | Sosta, taking huge delight in dilat- ing upon his cunning, told noe ae had deceived them all into the of that The Sorcerer of St. By PROF. WILLIAM H. PECK. a ghastly hue, and with a great sob of: that he was now a doomed man, and |\ Giles worked till now triumph beyond all doubt was his. “Leave mie, foul fiend!” at last exclaimed Clarencc; “leave me, “and ‘let me die in peace!” '“In peace! Oh, no. But FE shall leave you for a time. I must finish with that burly ruffian lord now. Af- ter that I must woo your Helen's con- sent to my marriage with her. She'll not be obdurate when she sees you here!” “When she sees me here!” exclaim- ed Clarence.| 2 “Of course. She willthinkI am ly- ing, unless I show her how nicely things are arranged down here for your comfort. She shall take a peep at you through this hole.” Here Clarence made a gesture as if about to extinguish his lamp. “Bah!” sneered the sorcerer. “You think to hide your comforts in the dark. Bah! Pastilles, my lad, pas- tilles! You forget that I can throw a pastille in there and illuminate your little palace of delights. She shall see you, my son. Think of me while I am away.” Then, suddenly changing his sarcas- tic tone to one of terrible menace, he added: “Your father robbed me of the love of, the first woman I ever leved; and I, though I may not be able to win the love of Helen Beauclair, shall make her my wife within three days, or’— and here his tone vecame even more terrible—“she shall wish she had yielded to persuasion rather than to violence ” He then retired, leaving Clarence in déspair; for Clarence so well knew hist} former master and teacher that now, when he saw himself trapped by Susia, hope of escape c'ied out, or rather had not existed in his heart since he read those formidable words, “Sosia lives!” “There remains for me only this hope,” he muttered, as he pressed his hot temples between his hands—‘the hope that he will lead Helen hither to see me, while I am able to shoot as I shot just now. If he persuades or forees her to place her eye at that hole, I shall drive a bullet through her brain with one pistol, and then, with my other pistol, a bullet through my own! God forgive me, but now the only kindness I can do her is to kill her!” he moaned. “But I will do it— I must do it!” he added, beginning to examine his pistols carefully. “If it be Ged’s will that we shall meet after death, she will love me the more for having snatched her life and honor from the power of the sorcerer, with the icy fingers of sudden death?” i ns TOR ae et CHAPTER XXIill. The Despair of the Lovers. After leaving Clarence, the sorcerer reascended into the building ,took a quiet look at the two in Helen’s first prison, and then proceeted to refresh himself with food and wine from the store room near the kitchen. “I never enjoyed a meal more in all my life,” he said to himself ,as he sat eating and drinking at the table in the kitchen. “My entire success makes this a magnificent feast. Besides, by my faith, this 1s the first really quiet meal I’ve had since I quitted London —for during all the journey I feared those Osreds might suspect I was making them my tools to satisfy my own secret tastes, or that their cour- age to Zollow my scheme to the end might fail. Now all is secure—well, not quite all, as Lord Genlis still lives. But that is a matter which gives me no trouble, So long as he is undet the effect of the pastilles he is the same as a dead man to me. What shall I do with him? Oh, | know very well what to do with him. I will put him into the. dungeon with Clarence Dar- rell. Ho! ihey wiil amuse each other down there.” He enjoyed the thought very much, and having finished his meal, went again to the first prison of Helen. This time he did not go to the room above and peer down through the rag- ged ceiling, but to the coor. The door was not locked, and the only resistance made to his entrance was from Martha’s prostrate body, which lay upon the floor of the room, and against the door, which opened in- ward. But he seemed és fearless of waking Martha as if he knew that she was dead. He pushed cpen the door regardless of the pressure of her body, forcing the latter aside, and entered the room. It was now just sfter sunrise, but, as the only window was curtained, the interior of the room would have been as dark as night but for the dimly burning lamp on the table.) The sheeted body of Capt. Wilford Osred lay stiff and still upon the bed. Lord Genlis, breathing deeply and'reg- | ularly, still sat in his chair, his power: ful frame inclined forward as his head rested upon tae bed. The form of unconscious Martha lay upon the floor near the r, as it had been pressed back. ‘ ES The sorcerer stood silently and ex- ultantly contemplating the scene for | a moment, and then wet a sponge and | » to time ‘he _At last Lord Genlis began to turn is face away to avoid the pungent dor of that subtle fluil with which © sorcerer had sponge. ’ 2 Then Sosia shook him rudely, and said: “Stand up, my lord.” Lord Genlis obeyed slowly, as if in a dream, nor did he open his eyes. His head hung heavily upon his shoul- der, and then upon his breast, and he saturated the would have fallen but for Sosia’s strong grasp. “Step out, my ‘ord,” commanded Sosia, and Lord Genlis obeyed, just as a man nearly senseless from the in- toxication of brandy or 7um yields un- conscious obedience to the foree and persuasion of a sober guide. “Come, step out, my lord,” repeated Sosia, one arm around the man’s waist, gently yet firmly forcing him toward ihe coor. “Where?” muttered Lord Genlis, his eyes closed and his head swaying about, as he advanced with staggering and tottering steps. “To meet your son, the captain.” “I dreamed he was dead,” replied Lord Genlis, in a mutterfng voice. “Is —isn’t he—he dead?” “No, my lord.” “Who—who are—are you?” asked Lord Genlis, with a feeble effort to open his eyes and to hold his head steadily erect—an effort utterly vain. “Why, my lord, I am Neil Bashfort,” said Sosia, grinning diabolically. “Of course I am, my lord, Bashfort.” “ “Of—of course. Who else?” mutter- ed Lord Genlis, drowsily and yawning. But, though he could open his mouth and taik with a dull thickness of a drunken men’s tongue, and yawn and stagger, he could not think, nor open his eyes. Forcing and persuading him thus, Sosia at length got Lord Genlis to the iron door of Clarence Darrell’s dun geon, going thither by the route of the trap door, and with little difficulty, ex cept in descending the spiral ‘stair- way. Clarence heard the sounds of their approacn at first wifh troubled emo- tions, for he supposed the sorcerer was leading Helen toward the aun- gceon, and@ he placed himself near and exactly opposite the hole in the iron door. “Ig sae refuses to place her eye there for him,” thought Clarence, “I will .ask her to do so for my sake.” She will not refuse, and then—God pardor. me—I shall rescue her from Zeno Sosia by death.” The expression of ‘the desperate lover’s nobie face was at this moment awful in its air of inexorable resolve. “If heaven permits us to meet after death she will bless me for the deed,” he muttered. “My death shall follow hers instantly.” He held both his pistols behind him, cocked, and listened. In a few moments he detected the truth, as far as he was able to sur- mise it. “Ah! he is leadigg Lord Genlis hith- er!” he mentally exclaimed. “Why? He soon learned why, for Sosia, hay- ing Lord Genlis now Just at the door of the dungeon, said quite sharply, and heedless of tae hearing of his drugged companion: i aa ~ “Clarence Darrell!” “Aye; look in,” replied Clarence. “Thank you, my lad. I see by the sound of your voice that you have plucked up that obstinate courage which used to give me a good deal of trouble, my son,” replied Sosia, in an ironical tone. “I am afraid of your aim just now.” “It is well for you and bad for Satan that you are. He wants you, Sosia!” retorted Clarence, mockingly. “Perhaps; but I have taken a little —a very little—pity upon you, my son. I am going to give you a companion. I am very sorry, indeed, that I cannot permit lovely Helen to share your leisure moments in there. I am going to put your dear friend, Lord Genlis, in thero.” “Very well; I shall be pleased to see him, Sosia. Open the door and let him in,” replied Clarence, with his eyes fixed warily upon the door. “And give you a chance to pop me in the head with a bullet!” laughed the sorcerer, who felt quite gay. “Oh, no, I shall manage the affair much better than that, my dear boy. Do you know how it is that I have our dear friend, Lord Genlis, so completely in my pow- er?” “I can surmise, Sosia. He is still under the effect of the steep pastille, combined with that of some other abominable compound of yours.” “Very true, my son. You learned a great many of my secrets while we were together; but some you did not. Now, after,I leave our dear, noble friend wita you ,he will sink back into profound repose for a time.” “Very well, and whea he awakens, he and i will contrive some way of will,” sneered the sorcerer. have given him something 11 make him, scon after he ; a raving maniac.” A shudder of horror chilled for an instant the brave heart of Clarence ‘Darrell. ? ‘ - ’ *you don’t shou: with joy at the | prospect of such a companion, my son. he had perished in the -vell shaft, and | with this began to bathe P Dus Eye pe eye ny aie i You are very ungrateful!” sneered the sorcerer. ‘As he spoke a strange smell began to assail the nostrils of the young man, and a light cloud of smoke be- gan to float into the dungeon, coming in under the iron door. _ (To Be Continued.) » ad : Fits Either, = “My son-in-law has a splendi@ de- livery.” 2 “Preacher or pitcher?’—Grana Rap- ‘sponge against the nostrils of the | Sleeping man, , ' , * ’ , : ‘Tidbits of News| ~ for > Jcandinavians ROOSEVELT PETITIONED, N. D. Norwegians Ask Him to Recog- nize New Government. ‘The big Norwegian petition from North Dakota was forwarded to Pres- ident Roosevelt by Congressman Gron- no of Lakota last week. It had 4,550 signers, every one a person of stand- ing and all of Norwegian birth or jescent.. The petition is forwarded as follows: , “To Theodore Roosevelt, President of the United States: “We, citizens of the United States, of Norwegian birth and blood, heart- ily indorsing the action of the Nor- wegian storthing, as set forth in its unanimously adopted resolution of June 17, 1905, as follows: “Whereas, his majesty, the king has declared himself unable to form a new government for the country, and “Whereas, the constitution thus be- comes inoperative. ““The storthing authorizes the members of the council of state who retired to-day to exercise until fur- ‘ther notice. as the Norwegian govern- ment the power appertaining to the king. in accordance with Norway's constitution and existing laws, with those changes which are necessitated by the fact that the union with Swed- |, en under one -king having ceased to act as king of Norway.’ “Do earnestly hope and do respect- fully petition that you will at the ear- liest opportunity signify your recog- nition of the new government of Nor- way so created by the sovereign will of the Norwegian people as expressed by the unanimous action of their rep- resentatives in storthing assembled.” ICELAND IN CLOSE TOUCH. Wireless Service Now Established With Copenhagen. Iceland is more than delighted with the new wireless telegraph service, which has just been opened between Copenhagen and Reykjavik, though the people are still unable to under- stand how it is possible that news of what is happening in the mother coun- try hundreds of miles away can reach them through the air. Before this service was opened the inhabitants of this island received news from the outside world about once a month, and many sertsational news stories reached them long after they had been forgotten in the other countries, which has _ occasionally caused funny things to happen. This at the time of the coronation of King Edward several British and one Dan- ish man of war celebrated the event with much champagne and firing of guns, not knowing that the ceremon- ies had been postponed because of the king’s sickness. The government is now keeping the Icelanders pretty well supplied with news, and among the things which they have been told» of which they otherwise would be ignorance at the present time, was the death of John Hay, the mutiny of the Prince Potem- kine and the Norwegian revolution. PRESS COMMENT. Norwegian and Swedish Journals on Riksdag’s Proposals. None of the Norwegian newspapers like the terms proposed by the Swed- dish riksdag, by which Norway must be, permitted to retire from the union. Aftenposten says: “What we hereto- fore have had to do with Sweden has tended to sharpen our watchfulness in these matters. Presumably we will not therefore harvest bitter and discour- aging experiences anew. The first contribution to careful valuation of the Swedish proposition will be re- ceived through the deliberations of the riksdag, also through the establish- ment of a new Swedish goverhment.” “Tt is not a tempting d¢sh that the Swedish special committee has pre pared,” says Oerebladet. “It demands the abandonment of the: fortifications along the frontiers. It demands that the Norwegian people shall take a referendum vote on the action of the storthing of June 7, and afterward re- new the proposition to separate. We can safely say that the Swedens are aiming their arrow too high and that they take the risk of falling outside of the game and of seeing Norway taking its own course to win recogni- tion of its independence.” Intelligenssedlerne holds that the two absolute conditions, imposing a new action by a new storthing or a plebiscito and thereafter a new prop- osition to Sweden to dissolve the union, are very difficult of accept- ance. “These two conditions seem to be the indications of Swedish inter- ference in Norwegian affairs and a Swedish assumption of superiority which we cannot acknowledge.” Aftonbladet’ (Stockholm) is com- pletely satisfied. The report is de- cidedly serious and temperate, and ‘the committee is to be complimented for being able to formulate a unanim- ous report, when. there were such widely divergent opinions among its members. Stockholmstidningen is only partly satisfied and Vart Land (ultra-con- servative) is in doubt whether to con- gratulate Swenden or complain. 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